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terra-tortoise · 3 months
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progress on some guys! left is current, right is goal. in order: the resplendant prince candleabra (g1), hamaliel (g1), and kiwano (g2)
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sunshinies · 9 months
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Hellooooo ! ^_^ Could I possibly get some angel ++ doctor themed names and titles ?
I hope these are to your liking!
😇 Angel + Doctor themed names
Mercy , Gabriel , Apollo , Chiron , Epione , Eponine , Aegle , Hera , Eir , Panacea , Ambrosius / Ambrosia , Valetudo , Clemance , Charity , Ariel , Evangeline , Michael , Hamaliel , Principality
🩺 Angel + Doctor themed titles
The holiest healer , prn who brings salvation , the lord's medic , the winged one , soverign of the sickly
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talonabraxas · 2 years
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Hamaliel, Angel of Virgo Art of Peter Mohrbacher
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santoschristos · 8 months
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Hamaliel, Angel of Virgo Art of Peter Mohrbacher
As summer fades from green to gold you may think the time to grow is over. Those close to Hamaliel know their inner wellspring. It bubbles beneath the surface, fertilizing you and those around you. Share your gifts. Help those around you to grow.
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a-stoopid-person · 25 days
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New angel just dropped
Hamaliel – angel who rules the order of virtues.
She/Them pronouns, suprisingly masculine voice, certified girlboss, takes care of Virtues (birbs)
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"Why has she, when can has he, like the Father?" - Random Council Member moments before getting tripped by a spiteful Virtue
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stargoblynart · 1 year
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Character I design in high school. He is a demon named Oryx. “Friends” with Hamaliel. His muscles look very good.
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dendraletheia · 1 year
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Invocation of Spica
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O, Spica, I call upon your light of emerald incandescence The radiant, steadfastness you embody as the grain of wheat Held in the honored left-hand of pious Erigone. In that silence of, “Wherefore tear'st me thus? Is there no touch of mercy in thy breast?" She is remembered, venerated, not from pine she hangs as thus, But now governs that time of year celebrated as memorial of the Golden age. By the gift of Astraea, the glistening of the first aster flowers, A restoration of the pastoral peace and harmony from the reign of Saturn. Your offspring destined to entrust seeds in the plowed earth, reaping a wondrously abundant crop, searching in vain for barns to store it. This is the only true profit that is right for mortals to encounter, for then there would be no famine or hunger on earth. Through your works the end of scarcity, of contention, of strife. O Angel Hamaliel, Do not urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God; Dear Spica, descend upon this rite and grant me your sincere, abiding devotion. Written by Jessica Irene Tieman, 2021 @Dendraletheia
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cerezzzita · 10 months
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Info dump about your OCs bestie!
Hey, Sylvie! Sorry for the late answer btw, and in advance, I wanna say that the info dumps here are mostly about Millie and Evangeline, and they came from a talk I had with someone a month ago and is slightly edited, but ahem! Let's see it!
When I firstly wrote Evangeline, right after joining the DMC fandom two years ago, she was more like a counterpart of Dante than her actual own character, but thank god I changed that; she still can be considered his counterpart, though, since she's born from a angel with a human woman and he's born from a demon with a human woman. Anyways, Evangeline is more on the calm, serene side, usually being descript as that mature friend that you can always rely on because they'll always try to help you or comfort you no matter what. She is also very patient, collected and a bit childish — not the bad kind of childish, y'know, it's just that she was raised a bit far from mundane things and when she sees them for the first time she mostly gets excited and amused, and she have a thing for simplicity. Evangeline never asks too much, she just want to love and be loved, she cares and want to be cared, and trust me, she does loves Dante very much (right after their mutual pining, by the way). After all, he was her first in mostly everything related to love/mutual feelings field. Evangeline's also the smooth, silky type of flirter, she always knows how to make Dante go goo goo eyes for her and vice-versa. She's genuine, and hates any kind of betrayal. Her younger self also had a difficult time speaking of her feelings, gladly that changed as she matured. Evangeline's family is everything for her, she values them with her full heart and soul, her daughter Evelynn is her most beloved treasure, because she sees her more than just a being she and Dante concieved; she's her and Dante's second change to make things right.
Evangeline's also a Devil Hunter, and her kit is pretty similar to Dante's: she owns two platinum-like pistols named Grace & Glory and a spear (sidenote: angels, in my concept, don't really like or see the need for swords, they rather prefer spears) named Adamant. She also owns very diverse types of Devil Arms, they're still a wip, by the way.
Now for a bit of her past, Evangeline was born and raised in a far but stunning city named Caelumia — mostly known for the wealth and for the status of "The Doorway to Heaven", because, secretly, the city it is the angels' doorway so they can enter the Human World, but only a few can pass through. Her surname is Celiath and came from her mother, Rachel, a single human woman, and her father is named Hamaliel, a high-class angel. Yeah, I could say more buuut you'll have to read my future fic!
Now, onto Millie. Her real name being Millicent, she's more that laid-back, relaxed friend you have, y'know. She mostly appears to not give a damn about anything, so much that she's indifferent with the fact that demons exists and was kinda surprised but didn't made a big deal when she discovered that Dante was a half-demon. Pretty much like Evangeline, she's calm and usually don't let her feelings get the best of her, since her work as a pawner can and will be stressful enough depending on the customer she has; and yes, Dante's her favourite. Why? Because Millie have a thing for the "occult", and as said before, she doesn't give a damn about demons, she rather like to have things from them, and she makes sure Dante will always bring her some Orbs or even little bottles with demonic fluids. That girl is crazy, I tell you that. She also is the best in her line of work and always knows how to gain and keep money, a ironic contrast with Dante, so that's why she decided that he and she should be friends; and even that the both of them are full grown-ass adults, they tend to behave like two teenagers. Millie really cherishes his friendship because she doesn't let most people close to her (for tragic backstory reasons), he's an exception. She may be kinda tough on the outside, but she's a softie on the inside.
As stated above, Millie owns a pawn shop that is basically located in the end of the street where Devil May Cry shop is, and it came from her grandparents. Her shop is known for not being a regular one, since you mostly finds there itens that are related to Devil Hunters, and in fact they look for her shop so they can find something of their use. She's not a good body-to-body fighter but her aim is impeccable and she owns a kit with shotguns and rifles, when she have to deal with some not pleasant client.
And I guess that's all, for now! Thank you for stopping by!
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spiritual123 · 1 year
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Hilma
„Bună seara tuturor. Eu sunt Hamaliel. Vă mulțumesc că v-ați deschis ochii pentru a vedea, urechile pentru a auzi, inimile pentru a primi. Toate lumile sunt una. Divinul trăiește în toate. Vă vin cu un scop. Lumile secrete vor fi dezvăluite. Ați fost alese să le documentați în arta voastră. Nevăzutul va fi văzut. Vom dezvălui adevărul nostru, ne vom descoperi secretele pentru ca voi să le documentați. Este o lume pe care nu o cunoașteți, dar ea trăiește în noi toți.”
Mesajul de mai sus este un fragmentul încadrat în filmul Hilma, ieșit pe ecrane recent. Unii i-au așteptat demult realizarea și foarte probabil nu vor avea ocazia să-l vizualizeze altfel; asta motivează această postare a linkului ( https://vk.com/video43507527_456239257 ) spre vizualizarea în original a acestui film dedicat pictoriței suedeze Hilma af Klint, femeia care a creat primele tablouri abstracte, dar nu le-a expus niciodată. Încă ceva: cei care-și ascut așteptările pentr-un rol special jucat în viața-i de Rudolf Steiner ar putea mai bine să le diminueze pentru a nu se abate.
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heather-b · 1 year
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Just a little FYI for you today:
ANGELS OF THE ZODIAC -by an Astrologer
Which Angel Governs Your Sign?
Have you ever wondered which Angel governs your sign? And did you know that all Angels are not exclusively derived from Heaven? Regarding personality, each of these entities play a role in your individuality.
The Angel, Machidiel, (meaning "fullness of God"), governs the month of March and is also the ruler of Aries.
Asmodel, the Angel of April, rules the Zodiacal sign of Taurus. He is widely known as the "demon of punishment."
May's Angel, Ambriel governs Gemini and is the chief officer of the 12th hour of night. On an Oriental, Hebrew charm, Ambriel's name is inscribed to ward off evil.
Then we have Muriel, the Angel of June and the ruler of Cancer. Muriel is interesting in that not only is he the chief officer of the 3rd hour of the day but if "invoked" from the South is believed to procure a magic carpet.
The Angel of July, Verchiel, is the ruler of Leo. Not only is Verchiel one of the rulers of the order of powers, but he also governs the Sun.
Hamaliel, Angel of August and ruler of Virgo is also one of the rulers of the "orders of virtue."
Libra's ruler, Uriel, (translating "Fire of God"), governor of September, is also known as the Archangel of salvation and is renowned globally from the infamous painting - Dryden's "The State of Innocence," depicted descending from heaven in a chariot drawn by white horses. He is also linked to divine vengeance and justice ~ thus the "scales of Libra."
Barbiel, ruler of Scorpio and the Angel of October is one of the 28 angels of the 28 mansions of the Moon. Barbiel also serves as one of the seven Electors in the underworld.
The Angel of November and ruler of Sagittarius is Adnachiel. He and Phaleg, referred to as the "Warlord," alternate as ruling Angels of the Order of Angels.
Haniel, Angel of December and ruler of Capricorn meaning "Glory or grace of God," is known as the chief of innocents. He is invoked as an amulet against evil.
Aquarian ruler, Gabriel ("God is my strength") and Angel of January is one of the two highest-ranking angels in Judaeo-Christian and Mohammedan religion. He stands for annunciation, resurrection, mercy, vengeance, death and revelation. He presides over Paradise and is the ruling prince of the 1st Heaven. He is also said to sit on the left-hand side of God and known as the spirit of truth. Gabriel was the Angel who inspired Joan of Arc to serve the King of France.
Barchiel, the Angel of February and the ruler of Pisces, ("Lightening of God") is one of the 7 archangels and is also known to be the ruler of Jupiter
It is evident, Astrologically speaking, the Zodiac closely mirrors the Heaven that we know and the Angels therein. So the words, "It is written in the Stars" truly exhibits our predestination of life and all that lies within. How we use our knowledge, experience and Angelical Governors of the Zodiac is up to us.
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elsewhereuniversity · 3 years
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We Need Backup
So… this is a tough one. 
My room-mates and I are in kind of a bind. We have this rental, see? It’s nice enough, for student digs - modern(ish) furniture, climate control, decent (not great, but decent) wifi connection. 
The only real downside is it’s kind of not exactly real. Or not always real. Something about N-phase space and the quantum uncertainty principle, idk.
There’s an overgrown path in one of those school gardens the horticulture club set up a few years back - you know, with all the willow trees and roses? It’s made of weird amber-ish stones laid out in pentagons.
If you follow it the right way,  it goes to a little valley on the border (so far as we can tell) of Summer territory. The grass is green, the air is warm, the ring of oaks and maples growing around the rim are always in rich, vivid color; it’s full of thick wildflowers that line the slope, and our house is right at the bottom. 
 If you follow it the wrong way, though, you wind up stuck in either the 3rd back-up spare props room or a life-sized mural on the wall of the Art building’s atrium. And most people follow it the wrong way. 
So, as you might imagine, we don’t get a lot of visitors. Like I said, we rent, and the 4 of us - including me - have never even seen our landlord. There’s a powder-blue ceramic bowl on the mail table: it’s due 3 gold drachmas on the 11th of every month, which always disappear by sunrise. It’s a little odd, yeah. We *do* certainly have questions. But, overall, we like to think we’re lucky. 
See, none of us can live in a dorm. Believe me, we’ve tried. Euclid’s closing in on a Phd in Irrational Geometry and Applied Mathemagics, so zher homework assignments keep warping the fabric of reality; rearranging furniture, tearing holes in the walls, and adding extra space where it really shouldn’t be. Molybdos was the only survivor of a questing party gone very, very wrong. She has wicked PTSD, which manifests itself mostly in violent screaming and semi-corporeal night terrors. Silphium’s sick; I’m not sure what’s wrong with him, quite frankly, but being in the dorm rooms made it worse. The medicine that helps him can’t be brewed Ironside; there’s a good chance he’ll never be able to leave. 
Me? I had a stalker issue. Someone in a few of my classes heard about a particular family heirloom I’m quite loathe to part with, and they got interested. Very interested. Dangerously interested. 
But that’s not the point. The point is, we’re really not used to company. 
So , as you might imagine, it was somewhat of a shock to wake up one morning and find a Gentry man on our living room couch. 
Unconscious. 
Oh, Archivist, he’s in bad shape. There are thick ropes of scars around his neck and wrists. 
We had to scrub a while to get rid of all the ingrained filth - there was lots of it, dirt and dried gore and other crap - but it turns out his skin is pale. Not normal Fair Folk pale, either; the kind you get from spending too long underground. 
He’s got a blade of a nose, eyes a pure gold color, and bright red hair that seems to smoke if you look at it too long. Three fingers on his left hand are fused together by what look like old, pink scars, and his right arm is tattooed with all these crazy woad designs. You can tell that he used to be powerfully built; the guy’s almost seven feet tall, and his clothes (or what’s left of them) hung from his body. 
Well, we cut the damn things off. Then we did our best to clean him up. There were 12 open wounds that needed stitches, and lots of raw areas oozing this pale, watery gold stuff. Not to mention all the aforementioned filth. 
Anyway, long story short: something must’ve gone wrong. He’s been here for 3 days , gripped by delirium, caught in the throes of a hellish fever. He keeps moaning and thrashing around, raving in some kind of language none of us speak. 
Meanwhile, the wifi’s shot. Our phone lines put out nothing but a ‘drone’ noise, like huge clouds of flies in the speaker. Once everyone got home again the next day, the house won’t let us leave. it seems kind of…protective? I guess? The windows won’t open, and none of the doorknobs turn anymore. 
Euclid’s busy with zher chalk, drawing out bizarre patterns on the walls that zhe claims are wards. Silph’s working overtime trying to keep our ‘guest’ alive, and Moly…
Moly hasn’t slept. She’s… erratic. She keeps pacing around, staring out the windows, and clinging to her kukri while she mutters about how ‘they’re coming.’ 
Meanwhile, there’s a bad wind on the rise. The view outside grows darker every hour. Things have taken to lurking about; black and twisted, they hide in the wild grass and wait beneath the trees. Every time someone looks, there’s more of them: biding their time, in no kind of rush at all. They’ve got us where they want us, and they damn well know it. 
Since I can fly sometimes (thanks to that heirloom I mentioned) the others sent me for help. Thankfully, my other form is just smart enough to fit up the chimney flue. It was a tight, painful squeeze, and I lost a few feathers, but I made it. 
I’m sorry, Archivist, I didn’t know where else to go. Hopefully the goshawk rapping at your window didn’t freak you out too much.
 Do you know who our 'guest’ is? Is there someone - anyone - who can take him to safety? Are any Knights available - and, if so, can they please come drive off the intruders before my friends all get killed? I’d be more than happy to guide anyone who needs assistance.
In return, I brought a charm Euclid made. It was zher semester project junior year, and we thought you might have some use for it: 
A crystal lense etched with a Pythagoras tree. Perfect, of course. Those bronze rims around the edge are how you set the thing: they move independently, see? The biggest, outer one is for years, the middle for months, and the tiny inner one for days. Pick a date, work them around so the little notches all line up, then wave your hand over the clear part. It will show 13 minutes of an event you were involved in. 
Please hurry.
-Hamaliel
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Congratulations: the heir apparent of the Autumn Court is dying on your futon, most likely from some manner of assassination attempt. You can officially consider yourself Embroiled In Intrigue. 
I will reach out to the Knights, but delicately - a good number of them would view your guest as not much better than whatever is coming for him. But there are always a handful more oriented towards protecting the helpless - any helpless - than they are towards eradicating the things that lurk in the dark woods.
I will also try to send word to a handful of Autumn changelings. If you are lucky they will pass on the news of their lost and found prince to someone powerful enough to come to his aid, and do so in time for it to change anything.
In the meantime, for the good it does: a dull knife of iron with a hilt of scorched bone, which will in your time of need become blindingly bright and razor-sharp. A caltrop tipped with iron, and in the same vein, small tangles of rusty nails, twisted into the shape of apples: guard your windows and doorways and hearth. You are not the only creature that can fly.
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talonabraxas · 2 years
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“Divine angels are destined for the custody of men. The reason for this lies in the fact that the angelic guard is an execution of divine Providence on men.” - Saint Thomas of Aquino Hamamliel covers the food of immortality with its light of abundance: Wheat, which is the ritual offering and is associated with blessing. It is the symbol of resurrection. The grain that dies and then is reborn is an initiation symbol. It is related to the ancient rite of the Eulesian mysteries, known as the "Epopteia", revelation or silent contemplation of a grain of wheat as a host in custody. Those who participated in this rite obtained divine clairvoyance by paralyzing their terrestrial vision, by allowing the union of their soul with God. This ritual also represented the union of Demeter (Greek goddess of harvest and farming who is identified with the Sign of Virgo) and Zeus and was performed to receive abundant harvests; it was related to the mysteries of Dionysus, to the resurrected God. The origin of wheat is unknown; It is said that its origin is Venusian and that it was brought to Earth during the Third Root Race, for this reason it is related to the Gods and has come to represent Divinity. From the wheat is made the wafer that is substantiated in the Body of Christ. The symbol associated with the Sign of Virgo is the Virgin: it represents the primordial essence that will become fertile with the divine seed: Wisdom, the Holy Spirit. The Virgin represents the Earth, the Goddess. The virgin soul means that it is free from contamination and ready to manifest the Divine Essence. https://www.lacasadelosangeles.com.mx/hamaliel/ Hamaliel - Angel of the Harvest Midjourney art/P.S Talon Abraxas
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santoschristos · 2 years
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Hamaliel, Angel of Virgo, Pete Mohrbacher The Virgin : In each person, hides a gift that they have yet to give to the world. Untapped potential rises just below the surface and is withheld until the moment is right. This reservoir of energy stands in wait, holding a very special sort of power through its hidden nature. Hamaliel embodies that secret wellspring that flows from all of us.
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barracudablue · 3 years
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A few angels by Peter Mohrbacher
Eistibus - Shateiel - Samshiel - Hamaliel
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angel--finder · 5 years
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Hey I was wondering if anyone remembered me? I feel like my name might’ve been Hamaliel, I had olive skin and neon blue eyes, with no irises, just pure cyan. I had four eyes, two right underneath on my cheeks. I had curly short brown hair and one, maybe two sets of wings. They’re brown with white accents? I don’t have many memories but I’m trying my bet. I remember lifting the sun. The sun, oranges and yellows, and citrus remind me of my angel life. If any of this sounds familiar message me!
You sound lovely!
-Mod Oli
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marrrow · 6 years
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redesigned anazel’s armor again--think i’m finally happy with it \o/
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