drraphaelmd

[drraphaelmd]

sad headcanon q’s… 

1. who does your muse hate?

2. how does your muse handle grief?

3. what is your muse’s biggest regret? 

4. how many scars does your muse have?

5. how long can your muse hold a grudge?

6. how does your muse handle loneliness? 

7. what is one of your muse’s greatest fears?

8. what does your muse fear losing the most?

9. does your muse think violence is ever warranted?

10. what is the worst illness your muse has ever had?

11. what would your muse consider their worst failing?

12. does your muse tend to push themselves too hard?

13. how does your muse outwardly express their anger? 

14. what is the worst injury your muse has ever received? 

15. what might others consider your muse’s worst failing to be?

16. does your muse have a short fuse when it comes to temper?

17. who does your muse wish they had said goodbye to, but didn’t?

18. does your muse suffer from nightmares? how often? what about?

19. out of everything your muse has lost/given up, which hurt the most?

20. what is something your muse wants to tell others, but is too afraid to? 

21. how hard is it for your muse to open up to others? what holds them back?

22. looking back, what is one thing your muse wishes they had done differently? 

23. does your muse tend to be hard on themselves when they do something wrong?

24. does your muse lean more toward “forgive and forget” or “resent and remember?”

25. does your muse recognize their faults, or do they have trouble with self-reflection?

#humerus antics[memes]

[drraphaelmd]

Raphael opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing came out. That stung....the cut was a lot deeper than perhaps Azazel meant. The archangel shut his mouth and returned to his duties, the only indicator of his feelings being that his wings were clamped against his back somewhat.

"Understood." if he wished to be professional, then Raphael would oblige...

He rubbed his face, his temper slowly starting to come to a boil, what about this was so hard about this. " Then don't make it my problem, because you are bothered by other people's opinion of me."

Maybe that came out harsher than he had intended, but he just wanted this conversation to end.

#sorry for the wait #oh boy #the boys are righting lol

[drraphaelmd]

Raphael sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose "I know it isn't your business, and I know you said it doesn't bother you. It bothers me that people aren't giving you a chance to get to know you. And it might not be your job to care about other's opinions but I thought maybe mine would be a bit different because I'm your friend. I care about you. That's why I have a hard time just 'letting this go' "

" I just said it doesn't bother me, why won't you let this go?" He was really done with this whole conversation, which honestly was bothering him a lot more than anything else, right.

"It's not my business to care about anyone's opinion but my own."

#the boys are fighting

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Raphael was getting frustrated, if only because the other was not understanding his meaning, and he himself lacked the proper words to express them.

He cared so much that it almost hurt, and he couldn't for the life of him figure out why.

"Keeping your feelings inside and letting them fester does the same thing..." he replied.

" Why should other's opinions about myself matter to me? Isn't the only person's opinion about me that should matter is my own?" He sighed, this was so frustrating. " I do not understand why."

He understood to a degree, but he didn't understand why Raphael would want that, or why any of this matters that much. It was almost overwhelming.

"I know I can talk to you, and I am aware there are other things outside of work, that's not the point I was making. I was saying that if I let it bother me then my personal feelings might affect my work and that helps no one."

[drraphaelmd]

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

#humerus antics[memes]

[drraphaelmd]

Raphael didn't quite understand what the child was reaching for, and so he didn't move and simply allowed the child to reach for his head, gentle rumbling laughter filling the room. He was well versed in Heaven's topography despite his blindness, and made his way through the streets with relative ease. Perhaps the child would enjoy the garden?

“Ah ba gee Ra ba!”

That was baby jibberish for Father only knows what. Still, lil Lucid did not seem to have anywhere in particular. Not at this moment at least. He looked around for anything particularly intriguing, small hands grasping Raphael’s head.

[drraphaelmd]

Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.

#humerus antics[memes]

[drraphaelmd]

"I am a doctor.....it's in my nature to question these kinds of things. But no matter. I seek no quarrel, stranger...." there is a pause. "What is your name....? I am Raphael."

He can't really get a good idea of what he's looking at with this one...another demon perhaps?

"Sometimes It's nice to have food in bed, it's oddly relaxing."

Perhaps there were other reasons to have food in bed, but He honestly just really enjoyed having food available if he woke up hungry at night.

"Maybe, you should try it sometime, rather than argue over principles. "

#the doctor is confused as hell #appropriate given who he's talking to

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Azazel was so close to the point that were it a balloon he could have simply reached out and grabbed it. And yet that seemed impossible, as he allowed the point to escape him.

"Because you're my friend. That's why it matters to me. I'm more surprised that it doesn't seem to matter to you..."

And again with the work...yes their work was important but...

"There is more to our lives than work, Azazel...and if you are upset by the things that they say and do, you can talk to me about it...you know that right?"

" And they are allowed to have their thoughts and opinions, no point in being upset, that won't change their minds." He looked up at Raphael, his head tilting to the side curiously.

" The point is, why does other people's opinions of me matter to you? They exclude you in them, I don't see what the problem with it." There were parts of what Raphael had said that he was actively choosing not to comment on. "Furthermore, if I allowed myself to be upset with people and their opinions of me, it would negatively affect our work."

If he was going to be upset, well, he'd do it on his own time and handle it on his own.

[drraphaelmd]

Raphael furrowed his brow, why did he seem bothered by it? Why didn't Azazel? It concerned and confused him that the other would take such treatment and not seem upset. He knew he would be were the roles reversed...

"Because there's no reason for them to act that way...you've done nothing worthy of such treatment. Asked a few questions and maybe poked around at things that they don't understand but how else is one supposed to learn?" he sighs "Plus, you're my friend, of course I care...that's what friends do..."

Azazel often found himself conflicted when others shied away from him, part of him in truth didn't care but deeper down it was like a tingle and sting like when you'd get a shot or something like that. No, there was no point in dwelling on that feeling, he was sure it would go away in time.

"They don't."

He'd just shut it down, this was their work, if he was going to let his feelings be hurt then he had no point in being here. So he'd smoother those feelings, they did him no favors.

"Why do you seem so bothered by it?"

Admittedly, Azazel had noticed that he had been having extreme intrusive thoughts coming and going. Maybe that nagging voice had always been there, but it seemed to flare when he used certain powers. He'd have to try to make time to ask their father about that if it got any worse.

[drraphaelmd]

The laughter was all the angel needed to hear to know that he'd done something right. It had been a long time since an angel that young had been created. He barely remembered his own younger years, likely because most of the older generation of angels had been made at approximately fifteen or sixteen years old. Likely to make it easier to do their jobs.

"Glad to hear it, kiddo! Did you have anywhere you wanted to go?"

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"GEE!"

Placed on the giant of a man's shoulder, the little angel patted Raphael's head happily. Yes, lil Lucid was thrilled to be at the high vantage point. The fluffy wings ruffle a moment before flapping them rapidly.

#I love how we're just giving Lucid a buttload of dads

[drraphaelmd]

While he did have a point, it was the principle of the thing, rather than the practicality, that was actually the issue.

"It's the principle of the thing rather than the thing itself." he stated "It's a rather unusual habit to eat in bed like that to start with, or perhaps I am the unusual one for not doing so. I haven't exactly been to earth much. Perhaps the habits have changed..."

"I...I mean....I guess that's a good point, if you don't get sick. But isn't it just a bit unhygienic...? " it was the principle of the matter, not the practice.

[drraphaelmd]

Raphael found he rather appreciated the other's careful eye for detail, and as time went on he would find that he rather liked the other's curiosity as well, however morbid it might be on occasion. As a fellow doctor, he could understand the need to understand how things worked. How else could one help their patients...?

The other angels? They did not seem to understand.

"Don't let them get to you..."

Azazel took this time to start looking around the office, wandering around the room slowly, taking in every detail with careful calculation.

"It's my job to be observant, with others words and their physical well-being."

#you requested a tiny time skip?

[drraphaelmd]

Shiny. The silver songbird lands on Raphael’s shoulder, hopping over to his ear. The earrings had caught her attention, and with it being spring time, her bird energy was piquing. Her beak nips at one of the earrings and tugs. ( @drraphaelmd )

It's less about the fact that it hurts, because it doesn't that much, it's more about the fact he's been surprised by the bird alighting on him and tugging on his earrings. He takes a minute to calm before taking in what he was really seeing.

"Silver...?"

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Raphael found himself smiling, Azazel was very clever, he'd do just fine here. He was sure of that.

"Hmm....I suppose they are, if only adjacently." he acknowledged "You're very astute..." the words were a compliment, the first of many he would one day pay this younger angel. He led the way, opening the door to his office and gesturing around. "Here we are, this is where we'll be working."

"Isn't it best I get used to my surroundings by being in them?" He asked, looked up at Raphael again, his deep crimson eyes lightly shimmering in the light.

He was starting to piece things together slowly, or maybe he was also just processing things a little slower to not overwhelm him due to him new, perhaps he was still in a start-up mode of sorts. "But what you just said, just confirm my point about personal questions being work related in nature?"

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"Well....getting to know your surroundings and the people you'll be working with is helpful for doing your job as well as your own personal life" he explained. Azazel was a bit different to other angels that he'd met thus far...there was something mysterious about him. It intrigued him and he looked forward to getting to know him as he got to understand himself better.

" Is there a reason any of that is important?" Maybe he was just overwhelmed, or maybe he didn't value the same things, or at least not yet. No, he was just processing things slowly, analyzing things more carefully before making his own opinions.

[drraphaelmd]

“   CARRY ME. ” but it’s lil lucid making grabby hands and yelling “AH! AH! AAAHH!” @drraphaelmd

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He might not properly understand what the child means but he does understand the feelings behind the other's exuberant expressions, picking up the small child and putting them on his shoulders carefully.

"You like the view up there?" he asked with a grin.