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cmyk test pages r like angels to me
do you understand
I made you something OP
an angel without wings is like an angel without its wings
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...
the angel staying over at my house asked for a nightlight in their room and i told them buddy, don't you produce your own light? what're you gonna do with more? and they said they wanted to see why people like it so much. and also that the nightlight i own is blue and they're been trying to understand color. anyways i think they've stared at it for an hour now
the angel staying over at my house said their eyes hurt from staring, so i took them to the store to get some eye drops. well midway through the medicine aisle i turned around to see them flashing in and out of colors like a combusting star, so i asked them what was up without looking directly at them. they told me that there were too many people at the store and they forgot how they looked. which. is understandable to be honest they've only been on earth for a little over 24 hours. my phone started to melt a little when i showed them pictures of themself, but my hand feels fine even though they held it while calming down. they're currently resting and i am not sure what to do with 5 empty bottles of eye drops
the angel staying over at my house has been eating my food for the past few days and i don't really know if they can taste it because the food sort of bursts into ash and fire before it reaches their mouth? but they seem to enjoy eating it or at least watching me cook. they tried to help me fry some onions earlier but the stove flame turned from blue to white and the onions started crackling instead of sizzling so they backed off. however they have the ability to chop garlic like a pro
the angel staying over at my house is taking daily walks with me around the neighborhood and i don't think they know about animals yet. we were going past someone's house and this labrador started barking at us. normal, right? but the angel staying over at my house asked me if that was music. and i had to stop and think about that one for a second. in the end i said it can be music to us, it's just that the dog doesn't know it (and may never know it, which is a real tragedy). then they asked me what's a dog
the angel staying over at my house went to the library with me and they wanted to know if humans actually dream or if that was something people made up for television. guess what the staff told us that the full name of the angel staying over at my house couldn't be printed on a library card so i just said well couldn't we have one anyways? and now we do but it's really like the first third of their name and not written correctly. oh well. i have to go help carry some huge books about neuroscience into the house
today the angel staying over at my house came up to me and started crying tears that melted through my carpet. told me they realised they wouldn't be able to use their library card after they left earth and i. i honestly forgot that was going to happen. but i told them hey dude that's just how humans feel too. can't read all the books, but the fact that you got to read some is worth bragging about, right? they could tell all of their angel friends about the cool stuff they've done. and they said that they used to think that the world was so small and that humans were being petty about missing earth but now they live here and they feel small too. and they're not sure what to tell their angel friends.
so i asked to hold their hand again. they didn't burn me this time, either. and i asked them if this moment felt small to them. they said it didn't.
anyways we made popcorn and watched it's a wonderful life. they told me that angels don't speak like that at all by the way
Since OP seemed to like my first attempt at illustrating the story, I continued with it
another volunteer at the cat shelter was telling me that the trick to socializing feral kittens is not to look at them because "if you don't show them your eyes they don't feel threatened" and i couldn't help but think of angels interacting with humans in the same way
angel, holding a squirming human in one bleeding, ichor soaked hand: your divine creation fucking bit me
some angel lore because they make me happy : )
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having angelverse thoughts again. falling is a twofold punishment/sacrifice really because not only are you banished forever from the society which, for better or for worse, you were born into and is probably all you've ever known, but taking a human vessel is incredibly limiting and uncomfortable. it's like interacting with the world through a sheet of glass, or a straitjacket. angels who fall are given the rock and a hard place choice between enduring that discomfort for the rest of their potentially eternal lives in order to be able to interact and form meaningful relationships with the people they now share a world with, or being isolated and confined to a world not built to hold them.
additionally the 'eldritch' properties of angels are not a result of any intentional effort to unsettle humans but simply the consequence of not being designed with humanity in mind in the first place. there's a complete indifference to humanity in the foundational physiology and psychology of an angel and that's what makes them terrifying.
just found out i've been abandoned by god which means he's not watching anything i do anymore. you should come over.
biblically accurate angel: ʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ
me, monsterfucker: *going up to give them a little kiss*
biblically accurate angel: ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ
angel in space who falls in love with an astronaut floating out in the void, not realizing they've been dead for years out there nor comprehending what death even is. is that anything
the angel starts leading them back to earth cuz they think that's what'll make them feel better, finally talk back to them, open up. it takes lightyears to get back to earth's atmosphere and when they do, the angel embraces them as gravity takes hold and pulls them crashing down. they both incinerate into ash and disappear. is that anything
idk is this anything
PARTNER RUBBED MY HALO AND DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS AN EROGENOUS ZONE OMG THAT FELT AMAZING
honestly its so unbelievably lame that modern artists have settled on “plain white” for standard angel wing depictions considering the variety of cool and colorful designs that medieval and renaissance artists came up with.
like check out these blue and gold striped wings!! so sick!!
or the golden peacock feathers
or these rainbow ones! the paint is faded but imagine them much brighter and more vibrant originally
same with the paint on this blue and white gradient wing set
or even these sick goth wings on gabriel over here!!
like god not even going into the sticky moral implications of the whiteness/purity connotation theyre just so much lamer and more boring than they could be like come on
yesss so true! it had to be said!
may i add some more fancy angel wings found in random illuminated medieval manuscripts...
literally HOW could we abandon them why would culture take so many steps backwards and for what
to add on some more: there are also some sick ass ones on walls in various forms
(Green, red and blue winged seraphim from the apse fresco of Santa Maria d’Àneu, currently held in the MNAC in Catalonia. Imagine these colors are ten times more saturated, but even in its current state it’s so cool.)
(A similar seraph but also two other angels/archangels with red and blue wings, from Santa Maria de Taüll’s frescoes, also in MNAC)
(These two are pretty well-known but worth reiterating: mosaics of the archangels Michael (left) with black, white and green wings and Gabriel (right) with black, blue and white wings from the Cefalu Cathedral, Sicily)
And let's not forget Jan van Eyck's Gabriel!
Wnat would the insides of an angel look like
like this i think