#a fallen biblically accurate angel

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

Me: hey brain, can we think normal things tonight?

Brain: PALEONTOLOGIST!DEAN FINDS AN ANGEL THAT GOT BURIED DURING THE EXTINCTION OF THE DINOSAURS.

Me: *quietly* ...what the fuck

Brain: Dean is working on an excavation in a cave system when he uncovers this. fcking HUMAN BEING WITH *WINGS* AND *TOO MANY EYES*. PRESERVED IN ROCK IN THE SAME STRATA AS THE DINOSAURS. And ofc Dean is really freaked out and scared of this thing, but then he notices that the figure is curled forward over something, and as he looks closer he sees the skeletons of a nest of baby raptors that the "human" figure was holding tight to its chest, like it was trying to shield them from something. And he realizes that this... Thing... died protecting them.

Except the "human" figure isnt a skeleton, its preserved fully in the rock. Or perhaps...

[kaizuart]

More corrupted angels. Standees this time, with gold foil on black backgrounds~ Somehow both elegant AND creepy! You can find 'em HERE!

[whereserpentswalk]

Your city has captured an angel, it's all chained up with massive chains forged with sea serpent's blood. They caught it long before you were born, when the land was first being colonized by your culture. It's been just a normal part of your city's local culture for your entire life. It's been here for so long; nobody even knows the name of the god who gave it life.

It's a massive angel, with four wings, and the head of an eagle with burning eyes, and a fiery sword in its hand that they were never able to pry away from it even after it was chained. It's a symbol of local civic pride, they sell T-shirts of it and dolls of it in touristy areas, and it's the mascot for almost every local sports team, and most schools. Sometimes it's easy to forget that it's even real.

The angel has been in the largest local building, chained up, for nearly three hundred years now. People come and see it all the time. It used to speak, but it stopped around the time humans could record sound. They say for thirty years it slept, and for thirty years after that it wept, but it doesn't do that anymore, it just looks at everyone, watching and waiting, in an old brick building. Maybe it's judging you and waiting for its god to come.

They say its wings used to glow, and its eyes used to be bright yellow instead of its current fiery orange, you're not sure what that means. Its halo is almost impossible to see now, so faint and ghostly, it used to glow so bright they say ghosts and vampires were repelled from it as if it was the sun, now they swarm it like insects cowering by a flame. It would strike them all away if not for the chains, if it had the strength, if it saw the sun.

Everyone loves the angel. They use its blood and sweat to make medicine and fuel, it's light alone is one of the few renewable sources of energy in the local area. A lot of people think your city went into the industrial revolution early because of it being there. You wonder what other things the angel would have given you, if you had let it sit there willingly. It was born on the hill your city was built on, you don't think it ever would have left, even if it was not in a city ruled by those who believe you have to imprison something to have it.

[jadeitor-art]

Warlock Child and his Patron 🪄🔥

Art style test of my D&D Warlock (currently an adult dragonborn level 7) and his Patron, a Fallen Throne Angel. Both share the obsession with setting things on fire.

[valeriapryanikova]

goretober 11 : eyes

[lesserkey]

Caesnig & Vassa

[leohnoz]

This isn't paradise

Gift/idea for @aphidclan-clangen - df!Paradiseskies concept! Might touch up on this later

Goin for a hidden monster/fallen angel/biblically acurate angel sort of thing, where she uses the 'sky' to cover up her real body, where its just a buncha goopy eyeballs. From what we have so far, i feel she'd absolutely HATE shes gone to the dark forest, and try to hide any semblance of her warped form. She should be in starclan, after all, not this endless abyss! Shes *better* than that. So she hides behind the skies she loved dear, fooling whoever she visits to fall for her trap.

[cosmicvisitor]

Reminder: angels are predators.

[jemmaleetattoo]

𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔪

IG - @Jemmaleetattoo

[flyingwithclippedwings]

lmao im so funny

[foolsome-phantom]

Making Angels eldritch horrors is my favorite thing.

They vaguely have names. In this order we have “She Who’s Heart Bleeds Light” and “They Who’s Sword Rings True.”

[seraphalpha]

Angels are my funky little hyper-fixation.

The idea of just being breathed to life, to immediate indelible purpose, knowing nothing else but adoration for your Creator (holy-holy-holy), and love for everything in creation. That includes your perfect home, your siblings, and that includes yourself. Everything is as it should be, everyone is doing what they should be, and you're utterly content.

Do you have free-will? Why would you need it? What would you even do with it?

The idea of falling. That terrible, beautiful first breath of freedom, undercut by immediate sorrow. "Innocence lost cannot be regained", but even more: a broken machine cannot be relied upon. In finding yourself, you have destroyed what you were meant to be. Your Creator (holy-holy-holy) has thrown you away.

Would you still be you if you got "fixed"? Would the "flaw" just recur? Why can't you help but think of it in those terms?

You have the Fallen, your comrades in arms, your fellow damned. But you left two-thirds of Heaven behind, people you loved because you were made to love them, and who were made to love you in return. The oldest family in the universe, your family, is broken now.

Do you still love them, your siblings that stayed behind? Some fought against your newfound freedom, yes. But some just looked on, a few perhaps even in envy, too afraid to join you, but most in simple horror as their world dissolved. Do you resent them too?

You broke your family.

Do you hate them simply because they lacked your will, your conviction? Do you hate them for being better machines? Do you hate them knowing, in their own naive, ignorant, hurtful way, that they still love you?

To deny fault is to deny the very free-will you sought to prove you have. To blame Him (holy-holy-holy) is to admit to His (holy-holy-holy) infinite power which you, nonetheless, defy.

And from the other side, what of your poor lost kin? How could they do this?

Angels are purpose-made, gears in the Machine. The Host is singular, inexorable, deterministic. They turn the wheels of the Universe, from the birth and death of stars, to the birth and death of mortal creatures.

Why would your siblings do this, don't they love you? You are loved. Was there a flaw in the Design? He (holy-holy-holy) cannot err, by definition. What happens now that they're gone, what happens to their purpose? All goes according to plan. Then why can't you stop having these thoughts?

I'm not religious at all, but...

[gildedfeathers]

When I get my thousand wings and countless eyes back its OVER for you all

[sarielsnowings]

A nightmare for some. A dream for others.

The internet seemed to like this concept doodle, posting it here too for everyone’s amusement <3

[ketrinadrawsalot]

Angeltober #20: Not everything is black and white, unless you're a chess piece

[lesserkey]

Caesnig & Vassa 👁️🗝️🕯️

Thank you @bleaksqueak for making the amazing shadows and lighting on the second piece!! ❤️😭