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[thepoetanon]

Bored and in need of Angel inspiration

The more votes a part gets, the bigger I'll make em.

[thepoetanon]

Can you imagine it darling? Being shared between a corrupted priest and a fallen angel? Wings of smoldering feathers blocking your view of the outside world. Two sets of hands, greedy, reverent, ravenous, tracing every inch of your skin. Whispers in enochian, twisted insults that strike your very soul echoing up from inside the chest of one that fell from grace. The highest of praise, the sweetest compliments, soothing them from the mouth of a man that should worship God, but has chosen to worship you instead.

[thepoetanon]

when a ship involves one character being so utterly devoted to the other that its borderline religious????? when the devoted character is written to be seen as a sinner, or damned, or a non believer??? and the other character an angel or god-like???? i simply eat that shit UP how can you not??

[thepoetanon]

Nice ass.

Councilor bodypillow is real, folks. YOUR COUNCILOR IS A FILTHY QUEER.

WHAT

THE

FUCK.

[thepoetanon]

Hatred burns what we don't understand. The damned will never be alone in the fires, for so many are abandoned by an "all loving" god.

@lunyraartistry

[thepoetanon]

*I just start crying, and gagging. My chest is aching, as my legs and arms start shaking...*

[The sound of armored footsteps rings out through the palace walls, steady and assured. His grip is secured-- sword of light in one hand, spear of glass in the other.

Wide, feathered wings fizzle into existence behind him, painted in a beautiful sunset yellow and tinged in red. The air crackles and hums.

Unfurling the wings around his face, the Councilor pauses and shouts as loud as he possibly can into the empty air.]

MINOS!

[He coughs from the strain on his voice, gripping his weapons tighter.

Now all he has to do is wait.]

-@askholycouncillor

minos sees you and immediatly shoes the cats and snakes away, and just stops in his tracks holding shitwhisker and kitr in both of his arms*

oh lord he has came-

[thepoetanon]

Got bored of that ending...

This was challenging to do, cause I wanted to do that thing where when you cover up one eye, you see the thing covering it and what's in front of you. Frisk is either patching themselves up after 87 or a nightmare, you decide which. Having a lot of fun with these!

Prompt by @lunyraartistry

[thepoetanon]

[It's fine. Take your time anyways, currently working on goretober for my main blog]

[Current wip if you want to look.]

(ooc// When are you going to continue the fight? Yes I know I'm not using anon)

-you know who

OOC//

i like forgot this blog existed but i think the fight is just?? over??

[thepoetanon]

[I know, that's what I last responded to qwq]

(ooc// When are you going to continue the fight? Yes I know I'm not using anon)

-you know who

OOC//

i like forgot this blog existed but i think the fight is just?? over??

[thepoetanon]

[You guys left me during a panic attack. I only got 2 responses in-]

(ooc// When are you going to continue the fight? Yes I know I'm not using anon)

-you know who

OOC//

i like forgot this blog existed but i think the fight is just?? over??

[thepoetanon]

Drowning in a poison bottle feels safer than what's out there... let me believe the lies a little longer, and be perfect in them.

@lunyraartistry goretober day 1: poison

Saw the poison and immediately thought of the "infectious liquid" in fnaftale lore. Long story short, (since I don't want to infodump too much on the goretober post), angels are constantly drowning in lies, literally! There is a special dreamscape where they "comfortably drown" and lose themselves in light.

So I decided to put the dreamscape in a bottle! The yellow splashes are angel blood, and the red is mortal/demon. I never draw bottles, so the lighting on this was fun!

[thepoetanon]

*I back away, shaking* wh-what are you two doing?!

*Tears fill my eyes, as my heart starts beating rapidly. I feel my legs lose feeling, tingling painless pins shooting up from my ankles to my knees. Spit pools in my mouth, and I desperately start swallowing so I do not drown in it. But even if that were a problem, my lungs are refusing to work. Tightening in my chest, as though my ribs are caving in*

*I start backing away, to lean against a wall to steady myself*

[The sound of armored footsteps rings out through the palace walls, steady and assured. His grip is secured-- sword of light in one hand, spear of glass in the other.

Wide, feathered wings fizzle into existence behind him, painted in a beautiful sunset yellow and tinged in red. The air crackles and hums.

Unfurling the wings around his face, the Councilor pauses and shouts as loud as he possibly can into the empty air.]

MINOS!

[He coughs from the strain on his voice, gripping his weapons tighter.

Now all he has to do is wait.]

-@askholycouncillor

minos sees you and immediatly shoes the cats and snakes away, and just stops in his tracks holding shitwhisker and kitr in both of his arms*

oh lord he has came-

[thepoetanon]

*hearing the fight, I finally bust out of the room* WHAT IN THE NAME OF NOVAS IS GOING ON OUT HERE-?!

*I stare blankly at both of them, my wounded body shaking from the pain I'm still in, and now: fear* wh-what...? What are you two doing...? Wh-why...?

[The sound of armored footsteps rings out through the palace walls, steady and assured. His grip is secured-- sword of light in one hand, spear of glass in the other.

Wide, feathered wings fizzle into existence behind him, painted in a beautiful sunset yellow and tinged in red. The air crackles and hums.

Unfurling the wings around his face, the Councilor pauses and shouts as loud as he possibly can into the empty air.]

MINOS!

[He coughs from the strain on his voice, gripping his weapons tighter.

Now all he has to do is wait.]

-@askholycouncillor

minos sees you and immediatly shoes the cats and snakes away, and just stops in his tracks holding shitwhisker and kitr in both of his arms*

oh lord he has came-

[thepoetanon]

i found baked you a muffin... will you accept

Um... sure. But is seems as though someone else is eating it.

*I gently take the muffin, my hands still slightly shaking from pain* ...no one really appreciates mold often. But I find it beautiful. Something left behind and discarded by others, is still needed by Something else. May these little friends here thrive well, as this forgotten treat finally is consumed.

Even the deathless die, in one way or another. The world around us rots, kingdoms fall, forests and grasslands burn, cities crumble, stars burn out, the universe is constantly dying...

But it's also constantly being reborn with it. With each death, there is a new base for life. As one thing takes its final breath, or performs its last action, another prepares to take form. From the constellations changing long after we leave the mortal coil, to something as simple as food rotting back into the dirt wence it came... oh woe, the tragedy of death and decay, the grief it brings to the living, and the grief it suffers in hate.

How beautiful is it, that all things die the same? We are loved, made with care, inevitably destroyed by what has loved us or be forgotten, and in death we birth new life. New love. New.

*I stare lovingly at the mold. The way god must've looked upon man* such a wonderful sight... seeing something like this survive. I did not know mold could survive in the conditions of hell. This sample of Penicillium is growing beautifully... they look like little corals up close, or small plants. Branches reaching up to heavens they may never climb to, but why is it these are condemned? Sure, they cause illnesses... but that does not mean they should not be any less loved.

[Close up of Penicillium btw]

*I reach into the void, and pull out a small terrarium that I put the muffin in* thank you, for giving me some company... I hope Muffin here thrives into a wonderful colony. I will take care of this gift well.

[thepoetanon]

Demons in fnaftale

In order from top to bottom:

Fallen

Fallen demons horns are actually the broken pieces of their halos shoved into their skulls. The large hump on their heads are formed by scar tissue and infection. Their eyes are their OG eye colors with less blue and more red added. (Lucifer's og eye color was purple, now it's that redish color you see in the first picture.) Fallen angels are more prone to memory loss than other demons due to their injuries. Their hair color tends to be their og hair color from angelhood, their wool (not shown in these drawings) are usually white. Their body fur is black, like for most demons, but they can have fur patterns and colors similar to cats. Though anything other than black is considered very rare, and is more commonly found in hellborns than fallen angels. It's even more common in sinners. Fallen angels are usually people pleasers, and are desperate to make friends with mortals.

Pride

These demons have large horns that curve in front of their faces, sometimes so much so the horns cover them up. These horns occasionally need to be sanded down, or broken down to prevent them from growing into the flesh and eyes. Ingrown horns can be lethal to pride demons, because unlike the fallen angels, hellborns and sinners are not truly immortal. They can live for eternity if they don't get lethal wounds, but that's the closest to being immortal that they are. Their eyes are a light purple, while their hair and wool are darker purples. Their fur tends to be black, but can come in white or gray, and sometimes even just a lighter purple. Pride demons are more likely to develop imposters syndrome, anxiety, and depression. This is due to a curse placed on demons by Jehovah, for them to naturally have "punishments" for their sins. The punishment for prides is never having anything you're proud of.

Wrath

The two horns on top are for fighting other demons, and the horns on bottom are for attracting partners. The horns on top are more like thick antlers, that branch out as they get older. Many of these branches (unlike with deer, whose antlers branch due to genetics) are from cuts and fractures in the horns over healing. Wrath horns, if the cut in them is deep enough, will treat a small horn wound like the demon is missing their horn. You can tell how rough a wrath demon gets in fights by how many branches they have. You can also guestimate how many years a wrath demon has been around, by how long their branches are. The lower branches on the one shown, that are near the base, are from a fight where a demon tried and failed to pull them out.

The lower horns are used for attraction, with the wide segmented bits (I don't know what these are called, and I can't find the exact name on Google. Oh well-) more accurately show maturity, and the more defined the horn segments are, the more attractive a wrath demon is. Where his horns are curling is slightly ugly by demon standards, while the base is more attractive. It's because these cut the skin when they grow out, and they're considered EXTREMELY painful. Wrath demons are known in fnaftale for their anxiety, so constant pain amplifies it. (Ever tried to comfort a wounded animal? Yeah, like that.) Calmer wrath demons are considered extremely attractive, so the wider segments plus a calm personality is considered desirable. A wrath demon that can stay calm while in pain, is going to be a good parent.

They have red eyes, deep red wool and hair, and their fur is usually black or like a tabby. Their natural punishment is their anxiety, short tempers, and paranoia. Wrath demons don't actually want to fight, but they fear being hurt first. It doesn't take much to scare them, or piss them off. This makes it difficult for them to form long term relationships, so during mating session it won't be too surprising to see demons who already had partners fighting for new ones because they fell out of love. But it's more likely their partner died in the last purge.

Sloth

Sloth have the longest growing horns, and they only have horn spirts every few centuries instead of every couple of decades. Their horns resemble tree branches, and parents sometimes use them to hold their children when they want to keep their mouths, hands, and tails free. If a sloth demon gets old enough, you might mistake them for a tree made of bone. Their horns need to be cut down and "pruned" like trees, to keep them from growing too much out of control to where they can't walk. The weight is not the problem, because of how strong demons are, it's the size. They can take the weight of trees on their heads, but they would still like to fit through doors. Their eyes are light blue, while their wool and hair is a slightly darker blue. Their fur can come in black or gray. Their curse is insomnia and terrible nightmares. Their nightmares get so bad a "good dream" can leave a sloth demon nauseous for weeks.

Greed

Their horns come in the shape of crowns, and once god is dead, are decorated like crowns using custom horn ring they make themselves. Their hair and wool look exactly like gold, and their fur is usually black or white. Their eyes are usually yellow but can come in the colors of gemstones. Diamond eyes are extremely rare. Their curse is that anything they value turns to ashes. So greed demons don't usually take care of their young. They abandon their kids, so they don't imprint on them, and other demons will occasionally throw them scraps to keep them alive. Fallen angels are amune to the curse, but don't usually have time or the mental stability to take care of greed demons. So for the most part, greed demons are relatively lonely, malnourished, and they lack basic social skills too. After Jehovah is defeated, they become horders. While they do horde treasure, they tend to horde anything they find valuable. Rocks, shells, sticks, dolls, plants, food, but more often than not they horde people. Greed demons, out of all demons, build the biggest found families. Despite not knowing how to talk to people, they love people, and will horde them because they are the greatest treasure they know.

Gluttony

Gluttony demons have more traditional horns, and they have tusks to protect their food from being snatched while they eat. They have orange eyes, dark orange wool, and they can have black or orange fur similar to that of an orange cat. Their curse is eternal starvation. All demons are starving in fnaftale, but Gluttony demon's hunger pains are so bad that they lay down on the ground not moving almost all day. They need to eat a LOT in order to not feel pain (I will figure out the weight of demons later so i can write how many times their body weight they need to eat-).

Lust

Lust demons have two sets of horns, that are used for attraction like wrath demons. The longer the top horns get, and the closer the bottom horns curl, the more attractive a lust demon is. Lust demons also paint their horns with dyes when they get access to them. They have dark blue and sometimes pink eyes. Their wool is almost always dark blue, and their fur can be black or calico. Demon heat is usually extremely painful, but for lust demons, their curse makes it at ×20 and mating session lasts much longer for lust demons than for other demons. If they don't mate, they're left shaking, hot, and extremely nauseous. In worse cases, the pain from being in heat can drive demons to suicide. After Jehovah dies, the heats become less painful, but most demons in general end up getting neutered later on in life do to how painful it still is.

Envy

Envy demons have a single horn on the middle of their head, tha stays the same size as they get older. They're the only demon that's born without horn nubs, as other demons horns are still growing under their skin. Envy demons are born with sharp horns at birth, which makes lethal complications during labor very common amongst Envy demons. They have green or black eyes, green hair and wool, and they tend to have a mix of different furs. Out of hellborns, they are more likely to have different fur patterns than most other demons. Their curse is a mix of the other 6 demons curses, ×10. So they "envy" the other demons for having it better, while also feeling guilty for envying them because they know that's not the real case.

Sinner

Sinners have the most unique horns by far, and no two sinners look alike. That's because their horns are grown straight from their bones unnaturally. Their horns are very similar to bone cancer tumors, the only difference being that the "tumors" are localized only in the skull. Their wool and hair tends to be their original hair color from when they were human, and their eye color is also the same as when they were human. Their fur is more likely to be more unique colors than other demons.

If the sinner is of a different species, then their wool and fur color will be similar to their original skin, shells, important markings, etc. Sinners like to sand down their horns, and carve them into more natural looking shapes, to keep their faces even. Unfortunately, the sinner above has lost the horn lottery and his horns are uneven.

[thepoetanon]

so lets get to know each other

every small detail ;)

I know exactly what you're thinking.

No.

[thepoetanon]

*I simply sigh, and sit down in a random hall. Petting any cat that happens to walk that way*

*I eventually limp out of bed, and I soon find Minos* ...o-oh my stars!

*I quickly find the first aid kit he used, and I go to help him as much as I can*

@thepoetanon

*the king is not conscious enough to fight you away so you could easily manhandle him*