Angels With Golden Top Surgery Scars.

the divine among us

this is for the angels protecting earth not from afar, but up close.

this is for the gods grasping at their divinity, their kingdom just out of reach.

this is for those who know they are more and cannot be more and need to be more, the ones with fire for blood and shattered-glass eyes.

you are loved. you will return. you will be forgiven. you are loved. you are loved. you are loved. you are divine, never doubt. your existence is proof enough.

Yeah so I've been wondering whether or not I'm conceptkin for about a year now, it's been bothering me but I kind of brushed it off, yet now I'm 98% sure I'm conceptkin. I just have to figure out what concept I am exactly, because there's so many that come to mind, but it's all a bit of a blur 😭😭

My nature as an angel has always been abstract, but I just feel that there is way more to that. I am an angel, I am a being of light, but I'm also a concept that's very related to my angehood... or maybe my angelhood is related to that concept???

This post. Exactly this post

sometimes, being an angel is seeing the most gorgeous, gut wrenching, heavenly sunrise in the parking lot of your retail job and being drenched in the homesickness of it all.

and then having to go clock in like that didn’t just happen.

the divine among us

this is for the angels protecting earth not from afar, but up close.

this is for the gods grasping at their divinity, their kingdom just out of reach.

this is for those who know they are more and cannot be more and need to be more, the ones with fire for blood and shattered-glass eyes.

you are loved. you will return. you will be forgiven. you are loved. you are loved. you are loved. you are divine, never doubt. your existence is proof enough.

I can't wait to go home to my people and rest in the light I've missed for so long. To feel their presence like a memory I've been aching to remember. I don't belong here forever; one day I'll go back, and this time, I’ll be known.

Update: it appears that my responsibilities also have wings because they're forcing me to face them tomorrow

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⤷ live footage of me flying away from my responsibilities

To the animals, the wolves, the lions, the foxes and cats and birds: Your eyes shine so brightly. Your fur is luscious, your feathers luxurious, your teeth furious and beautiful. Your claws are sharper than you think. One day, you will get them back. One day, you will be helpless, human, no more.

To the fairies, the angels, the aliens, the demons, the mermaids and sirens, the divine: Even here you are powerful. Even here you are divine and beautiful. Your wings are gorgeous, your horns and haloes majestic, your tails ethereal. Home will welcome you, welcome us all, with open arms one day.

To my fellow dolls, the marionettes, the puppets, the toys and ball-jointed: We may be delicate, but our subtle power defines us. We bend and move and dance in ways no human ever could. One day, our everlasting regality will return to us.

To the voids, the glitches, the abstract, the eldritch, the robots, the objectheads: Do with this brief moment of flesh what you will. You know who you really are inside, and that’s all that matters. Your soul still bleeds the color of the stars.

To the monsters, the zombies, the cryptids, the vampires, the werewolves and ghosts: The world will always fear that which it does not understand. We understand each other, and through this we have made our own world. We create our reality, and that’s what’s important.

To the therians, the otherkin, the fictionkin, voidpunks, and all other nonhumans: We are strong. We know who and what we are. We know what this flesh conceals. One day, the world will see us for who we are and accept us as her children all the same. For now, we persevere.

Here's a reminder that your kin experience may not be the same as that of other people or the majority of our communities. Do not put yourself in a mold. Embrace yourself and how you truly are. How you feel is how you feel. Do not base your sense of self on people you don't know. I have been struggling with self-doubt about recently discovered kintypes (dandy's world kintypes). I convinced myself for a second that I was somehow lying to myself about my connections and that I was just being silly. And I still feel like that. But it is harmful to ignore it in order to feel "valid" in the eyes of everyone. How I feel is how I am. And I am learning to accept that.

Do not be your own enemy. Be your biggest supporter

shout out to non humans with chronic pain

owwww ouch owwie

Songs that make me forget about the mortal body I'm living in

(AKA, songs on my favorite angelkin playlist <3)

1. Runaway - Aurora

2. Goodbye to a World - Porter Robinson

3. Birds Of a Feather - Billie Eilish

4. Light - Sleeping At Last

5. Look After You - The Fray

6. Lovesick - Laufey

7. Duvet - Bôa

8. K. - Cigarettes After Sex

9. Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish

10. Dernière Danse - Indila

11. Abbey - Mitski

12. The Scientist - Coldplay

13. Edith Wiskers - Home

14. Remember my Name - Mitski

15. I Will - Mitski

16. One - Sleeping At Last

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