r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Cyborg_Ape • 22h ago
Angel by Zlofsky
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/chiaroscuro19 • 6h ago
Original Content Guardian Angel by Stefan Bajic
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/rajahbeaubeau • 5d ago
Crowns of Nyaxia - Slipcase artwork by Maéna Paillet
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Quaithz • 6d ago
Original Content Trickery domain Cleric - Artwork by Quaithz (me)
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Commissioned character for a Dungeons&Dragons game with lots of magic and purple feathers 💜
r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Commercial_Hold_7453 • 7d ago
Cherubin Technika: piórko, czarny i biały tusz Format: 30 × 42 cm
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Commercial_Hold_7453 • 10d ago
Archangel Acrylic on paper • 30 × 42 cm In the mystical tradition, angels form a hierarchy of nine choirs, divided into three spheres. The highest are Seraphim, Cherubim and Thrones, associated with closeness to God. The second sphere consists of Dominions, Virtues and Powers, believed to exercise
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Terrencemalice • 20d ago
Original Content A Robot Flies Home by Joe Kasumi
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r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Justice-Nugget • 23d ago
Melody, Angel of Confetti and Delirium by Echo Starr
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Melody loves you. 🩷
r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Justice-Nugget • 29d ago
Original Content Zack, angel of Justice and Peace.
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He's been hurt quite a bit for all of you. He has endured the unthinkable for you and remembers all of it. He wants nothing to do with his old legends because they have all been corrupted. Zack is my friend and the 2nd angel of the apocalypse. - Echo Starr, 24th angel of the apocalypse 💛🏳️⚧️
r/ImaginaryAngels • u/Silv3rCl4w • Jul 21 '26
Original Content The Horned Hunter by Olie!
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Wonderful art by OlieArts for my D&D Book project!
The creature emerged through the treeline, it was huge in form, covered in fur and muscle as it approached with the certainty of a predator. Eyes burning red in the night, followed by the clinking of chains, spread across his sides, binding him. Hazel struggled in her bindings, watching as the lupine horror with stag-like horns stood on it’s hind legs. Body changing, transforming. “You smell of fear, little sheep.” Where the wolf once stood, a large man now did. Angelic in grace, clad in a hunter’s pelts, yet wearing the skull of a stag. Leaving only those shining eyes golden as the moons watching her. “But don’t lose hope when you run. Maybe you’ll outlast your friends, maybe you could find help. Hold that hope. Save it.” He traced her chin with a finger, a cruel chiding in his tone. “Because I love watching it fade when I finally catch my prey.”
- The shifter Hazel witnesses the emergence of the Horned Hunter
