#seraphim inspired

[lio-the-loaf]

biblically accurate SNEO

[sillyzowie-inactive]

3/22/21

[leohnoz]

Solis - Beast Form

Design Note: where the primaries/secondaries/coverts would be on a normal birds wing, Solis has moth-like wings

[vintagecandy]

So I've been sort of in a rut lately uh-- and when that happens I know I need to stop every bigger project and just draw whatever random thing I most feel like. this is my equivalent of doodling monsters on my math homework but its angels

[jemmaleetattoo]

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IG - @Jemmaleetattoo

[kacievvbbbb]

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I think the red hair pirates would be obsessed with S-Hawk too! Especially the main group who've known Mihawk through his teenage marine hunting phase.

Benn would know they are walking on thin ice but look at him! He’s a little baby Mihawk! Look at his little uniform shirt tucked into his little shorts. Every angry and threatening expression s-hawk could make would mean nothing to a crew that has seen the real thing live and in color. It would just be adorable like look at his little frown! His glare! The threat of disembodiment in his eyes! Adorable

Mihawk is very uncomfortable with how much the red hair pirates fawn over and adore what is essentially a manufactured baby him. But yet also somehow touched? By it. He’ll kill everyone and then himself before he admits it tho

Yasopp, who actually did know a shorter 19 year old Mihawk, would ask him if he was that adorable but tiny (still can't comprehend that the seraphim are infact giant) as a child and if he had any pictures, and Mihawk almost takes his head.

[buffy-of-ren]

Having some fun doing manga/anime redraws for Egghead Zoro. (Bonus S-hawk cuz he's adorable)

[a-cat-in-toffee]

there isnt any context to this tbh

[dallina17]

okay but first time Em took Vel on a flying date, Vel was probably terrified yes, but just imagine her after they finally land on some high tower and Velvette's hair are so messy it's crazy, and she's like "fuckin hell" but as she looks at Em she calms down because yes, it was fun thing to do, so she doesnt mind.. that much (and as long as nobody would see her)

(also, Em would probably just later take care of Vel's hair <3)

Flying together (Emilette/Angelic Vogue)

“I am not fucking sure about this, Em.”

“Common Vris! It will be so much fun!”

Velvette looked at the sky. How would be flying up there? Seeing hell from so above? The idea kind of made her sick, not having control of what would happen up there, her feet not touching the ground. What if she fell? What if, once up there, she got dizzy and threw up? But it would be a lie if she said that, part of her, didn’t think that the idea was exciting. Be above everything else, would she feel the freedom that flying demons said they felt when flying? Experiencing that was intriguing, but still…

“Let's make a deal!” Emily clasped her hands, giving excited jumps “Give it a try. Just once. Let me try to convince you that flying is one of the best things both in Heaven and Hell!”

Since Emily got her wings back a week ago, she had been so happy. But that meant she wanted to share that happiness with Velvette by showing her how awesome was to fly. And it seemed like this day Emily had made her goal to finally convince her.

“What if you can’t carry me?”

“Nah, I have carried babies heavier than you” Emily chuckled “And, if you don’t like it, you will get to choose our activities for the next month. But! If you like it, you must fly with me at least one day per week for the next… two months!” she outstretched her hand “Do we have a deal?”

Velvette laughed.

“Look at you. Making deals like a professional”

“I have had the best teacher” Emily winked at her with a smile “And the prettiest, too.”

Shit- having her wings back had given the ex-seraphim an extra boost of confidence. And sometimes she said compliments like that suddenly. She should have gotten used to it by now, but it still took her off guard and made her blush like a fucking teenager. And this time wasn’t the exception.

She looked at Emily’s hand, with their deal. She still wasn’t sure about this, but she hadn’t seen her that happy in a long time. When Emily was happy, even hell looked like a beautiful place. Her smile made everything brighter, lovely even. And clearly what would make her happier right now was to fly with her. How could she say no when the fallen angel smiled at her like that?

Plus! She was no pussy! She wouldn’t back off just because flying looked scary! Who knew, maybe it was funnier than it looked like.

“Fine” she took Emily’s hand “We have a deal.”

Emily squeaked and hugged her. Velvette wrapped her arms around her, pulling her close to and sighed. One of these days, Emily was going to be her fucking doom. But she was smiling more, and that was all that mattered.

“So… how do we do it?”

“Well, I think it will be safer for you if I carry you on my back this time”

“Are you sure?”

“Trust me! It will be amazing!”

For her, maybe. Velvette still had doubts, but she had made a deal and wasn’t going to break it now. Emily turned around, so the Overlord hugged Emily's back, wrapping her arms around her neck, and holding on tightly. The ex-seraphim held Velvette’s ankles carefully and slowly spread her wings. Velvette was careful not to touch them or hurt her.

“Are you ready?” she said looking at the sky

“Yes,” she hugged Emily a little more. She was warm, as always “Only if you are.”

Velvette was not, in fact, ready.

Emily was careful not to take off too quickly, but Velvette felt her stomach sink anyway and hugged Emily tighter, closing her eyes as she felt the wind hit her face. Soon, she felt Emily's hands gently on hers, followed by her voice.

"Open your eyes.”

Slowly, Velvette opened her eyes. At first, everything was spinning, but then...

The view from so high up was wonderful. She could see the divisions of the pentagram, and visualize her district, and Carmilla's, and Charlie's hotel. The lights were bright, but the red color of the sky gave it a unique touch that couldn't be seen from the ground. Emily smiled at her and left a soft caress on the back of her hand.

“Where do you want to go?”

Without being able to say a word, Velvette pointed to the sector where one of the rivers that crossed the pentagram should be. Emily nodded and held her again.

"There we go"

The descent was worse. Velvette forced herself to bite her lip hard as she felt how the air was trapped in her chest and how the wind whipped hard against her skin. She was sure Emily was going as slow as she could, but she had to maintain some speed if she wanted to carry them both.

Suddenly, she felt how the speed decreased so she dared to open one eye. They were flying above the river, and she could see the reflection of the two of them there.

She could not help but smile. Velvette looked terrified as she hugged Emily, but she the fallen angel had a big smile on her lips. She liked the image that the water showed her. Simply the two together in the middle of a flying session.

Then, Emily ascended again. This time Velvette just held on tight, but she tried to keep her eyes open and watch as Pentagram City grew smaller and smaller. The air tickled her skin, but the sensation of it was beginning to become refreshing. Smaller and smaller, it was fun to get to the top, and how everything you knew became just a point.

They passed through the entire of Pentagram City. Going up and down, Rosie's district was organizing a party, they admired the territory fights from above, they flew over the Hazbin Hotel and of course, when passing through Carmilla's district and seeing the damn old woman, she asked Emily to go there. So Emily went down at full speed, they passed by her (a moment that Velvette took advantage of to give her the middle finger) and then they went back up. Emily scolded her, but ha! It had been worth it. She had no idea if Carmilla had managed to see her, but it didn't matter.

When they finished the tour, Emily went up again, only this time higher, straight into the clouds, so the city disappeared. Velvette closed her eyes, expecting the hell clouds to cause her some kind of pain but... no, they simply passed through them, and collided with her skin. They were fuzzy.

She couldn't help it, she let out a laugh. Emily laughed too, and the two of them went through different clouds, making holes in the middle. Finally, they stopped, and the fallen angel began to descend directly towards the Vees district, landing directly on the balcony in Velvette's room.

She climbed off Emily's back and clung to the railing, trying to catch her breath. That had been... terrifying, she felt like at any moment she was going to fly away or that her stomach was going to come out. They hadn't done as many pirouettes or somersaults, but she still felt her heart pounding against her chest and slowly... whatever was inside her... returning to her body. That had been crazy, she could have…

Emily giggled, to which Velvette returned to look at her.

"What?"

"Your hair"

That set off all the alarms within the young Overlord.

“What's wrong with my hair?”

And without waiting another second, she opened her cell phone in selfie mode and saw herself. She froze. What the fuck?

This was a disaster. A real disaster. Because of all the wind, her hair was disheveled in all directions. There were strands all over her face, and her hairstyle had become undone. Fucking shit. If she had known this, she would have put on gel or a protective cap or some shit like that. It was horrible. A disaster. If someone saw her like that...

“You look adorable,” Emily whispered, placing a hand on her cheek, making Velvette look at her “I love all the hairstyles you have, but there's something I love about your hair after flying.”

Velvette looked at the ex-seraphim. Her hair had also become disheveled, but it looked beautiful on her. Wild. Free. Her eyes seemed to shine with intensity, the kind that warms your heart. And then she started laughing as she placed her hand on top of Emily's. Fuck her hair, anyway, they were alone in the tower.

“That was terrible.”

Emily gave her one of her smiles.

“Would you do it again?”

She thought of the wind. And how light she felt. It was as if she left everything behind in the pentagram, and that, as long as she was in the air, there was only her. And Emily. Just the two of them existing without anything to bind them. It had been fun even, the way they spun, the feeling in her body once she'd gotten used to it.

“Maybe” Velvette gave her a small touch on her forehead and pushed her back. “We'll see.”

Emily jumped excitedly.

"Brilliant! Because I can't wait to teach you back landings, and circle spins, and V pirouettes! They are soooo cool!”

“The what?”

"This is gonna be great!"

Velvette simply looked at her, still smiling. If she said it would be great, it certainly would be.

[pendwelling]

섭남파업 643 | '주신의 화신' Seraphim

tfw the novel's resident angel actually becomes an angel :') <3

(Inspired by Viktor Vasnetsov's "Seraphim"!)

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be not afraid

[butterflytrampstamp]

seraphim ink by @ sunghart_

[ultrainfinitepit]

Day 2: Orrery

An orrery is a mechanical model of the Solar System that predicts the position of celestial bodies.

In the world of Puddle, the Orrery is one of the oldest Order strongholds. The name most likely comes from the Orrery's most important resident: the Clock, a living device that predicts the births and deaths of angels. These are the celestial bodies the Order is most interested in tracking.

In addition to the Clock, the Orrery houses the Aviary, where fledgling angels are raised. Given that, it's no surprise the Orrery is heavily guarded.

[ Angeltober 2022 ]

[starfall-spirit]

Duty and Desire is a trope, right? Mutual pining across the centuries and rekindled love?

@disturbingly-silent, it's time for seraphim!feyre to drop.

[pyrriax]

thinking abt how to use magic in seraphim a human has to undergo a transformation that is completely irreversible. thinking abt how it could possibly steal every last bit of identity that person has, how mages & magic users start off no different from everyone else and morph as they pull magic into their bodies, harnessing it. the terror of using magic for the first time, this feeling that is so close to death that it terrifies most out of using it. how it's almost a sudden explosion, clouding their vision as this unrefined power just begins. how mages become almost unrecognizable as human beyond vague sensibilities, some even losing their speech, hearing, sight, as their body is forced to adapt to channeling a force that was never meant to be theirs.

it follows a lot of the same logic as how the grown star effected spoke, morphing his body with magic that was unstable. except, instead of being finicky in the same way, it just continues to grow. they become almost monolithic in a way, these towering figures often draped in loose cloth rather than more traditional dress. older mages possibly even being capable of leveling armies, even though these don't often last long.

there's a visual difference, too, in how a new mage looks and how an older mage looks, even if they're both relatively new. the shifting and changing begins to really take hold within the first year, even faster if they attempt to use more magic too quickly, their body being forced to adapt to housing that kind of magic. and it takes a toll.

mages tend to begin to get their more distinctive features after about three or so years in more passive use cases, ending up taller and even beginning to have their faces seemingly melt into whatever kind of magic they've been using (which tends to be black-ish, almost void-like, for those who've been fighting in the war, as they use so many different kinds of magic and generally just get the brunt of the worst side effects)

[kacievvbbbb]

The Seraphim & The Concept of Self

I wonder who picked the Seraphim's outfits cause at first glance when you only look at S-Hawk and S-Snake it feels like there's a standard uniform. then you see the whole group and there's definitely some individuality going on; like S-Bear just wearing a mini kuma outfit, S-Shark with the gi, my man Moria got a little suspender situation going on over there. S-mingo wearing a whole ass hawain shirt. So there's definitely some variety though they all incorporate white in some way. And I wonder if maybe they got some input into what they wore one of the only acts of "free will" they were allowed was choosing whether they wore shorts or long pants which is as adorable as it is sad.

Because think about the implications that they are dressed to the taste of their adult counterparts, right down to how doffy and mihawk like to open their shirts (except for S-Snake which thank god) but yeah what if it wasn't an allowance of free will but a test to see just how deep DNA ran. If it could influence something as simple as choice of clothing, just another fact for Vega punk to marvel at.

Or maybe the clothes were chosen by one of the Vega punks (I can imagine Shaka doing it) or one of the other various lab assistants. And it's just another way to get them to embody the warlords, to reinforce who they were cloned to be, impressing on them that they are not their own people, their lives are not their own. They are already predetermined; from what powers they get, to what weapons they use, even down to what clothes they wear. Everything reinforces that they are not people, just "better" "stronger" versions of someone else.

Either way, and It might have not have been purposely meant that way because I'm pretty sure Vega punk doesn't really register them as human (which is weird cause he treats stussy very humanly and a whole other can of worms seeing as they seem to be aware and possess a personality to some capacity) it's another way of dehumanizing them, reducing them to the people they are meant to become. They have no "free will" no illusion of choice; they have a predetermined destiny, a pre-determined order, there was never any room for choice even down to the shirts on their back.