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"H0ly H0ly H0ly"

10" x 10" embroidery on muslin

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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.

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theres an angel on the street corner and theyve just asked me for a cigarette like its a normal tuesday. so we went back to my apartment and smoked on the balcony overlooking busy city streets.

the angel i gave the cigarette to told me xe was supposed to be doing something here, down on earth. the big man, you know, asked 'em to. but they hadnt booked a hotel reservation, so it asked to stay here.

the angel sleeping in my bed wraps its wings around its body like a blanket to fall asleep. i let them sleep in my bed because... it seems wrong to ask an angel to sleep on the couch, you know? but they wrapped their wings around themself and looked up at me with more love in their eyes than ive ever seen from a person. maybe thats because they arent human, and actually an angel.

the angel i let sleep in my bed last night is standing in my kitchen with me and we are both making coffee. theyre still in the big junk shirt i cut the holes in for them and the big shirts i gave them to borrow. we both dare not mention how i was awoken from my sleep on the couch being picked up by angel's hands which are suprisingly calloused , and brought over to lay next to them in my bed.

my angel and i like to smoke on the balcony together. it has been two weeks since they started staying here, and now every night we sleep in my bed, where they wrap me with their wings and push their head into the crook of my shoulder, leaning and breathing against my body. and now, with the smoke trailing into the nights sky, they lean their head on my shoulder and look at me with eyes blown out so wide.

and we'll both overlook those same busy city streets that we did that first day, but now our bodies are so tender and close, and my heart almost feels warmer, and fuller, than it did before. my angel has yet to leave to do whatever they came here to do, but i havent yet mentioned it. because the presence of my angel next to me, pressing a kiss so tender into my hair, makes me think that this feeling mustve been something ive been missing this whole time.

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When I get wing shifts, they come strong. So much so that as I'm turning around at night to sleep better I have to lift my upper body up at an uncomfortable looking height just so that I can tuck my wings under me so that they don't get squished. If I don't do that then I feel Bad™

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if you're taking moodboard requests, uh... fallen angelkin with the song widerstand by faber?

 『 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 . . . . 』

╰┈➤ ♛ 𝒲𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 - ℱ𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓇 ♛

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So out of curiosity, do you genuinely believe that the Christian god and heaven is real and the only reality/etc? Like is the kin stuff something you fully see as factual or do you think it’s just the way your brain is?

Hey, thanks for the question!

Before I get into my own personal views about my kin identities, I want to state that I'm not trying to speak for the otherkin community as a whole. This doesn't reflect how I feel about anyone else, just myself! Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and beliefs, and the way I interact with and think about my otherkin identities is a reflection of my own experience. How much stock you put into that experience is up to you!

That said, it's a mix of the two! I'm a very spiritual person, so I believe that my identities aren't entirely rooted in fiction, but part of it is just how my brain works. I'm neurodivergent and trans, so it isn't surprising that I heavily identify with nonhuman entities, and I'm sure a big part of my otherkin identity comes from that. Spiritually, I don't really believe in a central deity that rules over everything, like the Christian god is most often portrayed. I think there's an entity similar to it, which is where my otherkin identity stems from. My kin memories feel incredibly real, as do the phantom wings and eyes I experience. I believe that in some way, my consciousness was tied to an angel or angelic being.

The play between my neurodivergence and spirituality creates my otherkin identities as I experience them. The line between what's spiritual and what's neurodivergence is fuzzy, but that's okay! The feelings I have are real, and my connection to these motifs and themes are real, and my spiritual journey has led me to conclusions that I believe to be true, and that's enough for me! I hope that answered your question and made at least a little bit of sense :] Feel free to let me know if anything needs clarification!

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Hi friend! I have a question & I hope it isn't too intrusive. If you can remember at all what your physical form was like before falling to earth, what type of angel did you resemble the most?

I recently learned about the different types of specifically biblical angels, & I think the concept of one looking more humanlike based on if they had a role where they directly interacted with humanity or not *very* interesting!!

Hope you have whatever sort of day you'd like to have today! 🙂

Hey, friend! It's not too intrusive at all, I'm happy to answer any questions about my angelic identity, both pre- or post-fall!

The type of angel I resembled the most would probably be an archangel. I didn't have multiple sets of wings, only the ones on my back really, but I did have several sets of eyes. Otherwise, my appearance was incredibly humanoid. My job entailed being pretty close to humanity -- the reason I fell was because of my curiosity and love for humans -- so I would guess that my appearance was catered to be less threatening because of that.

I hope that answers your question, have whatever day you'd like as well! ♡

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Shhhhh, you can go to sleep

It's alright

Use me as a nightlight

I emit a lovely glow

Use my wings as blankets

My feathers so soft

The whispers are a lullaby

It's alright, just close your eyes

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i really wish that i could bless people.

sick? i’ll bless you; you’ll be healthy again soon

depressed? i’ll bless you; you’ll feel better soon

low on funds? i’ll bless you; riches will find you soon

generally a good person? i’ll bless you; fortune will smile down upon you

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Statue based on Leonardo daVinci’s famous concept for artificial wings.

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angels being really connected to music and learning as many instruments as they can

angels who wear glow sticks around their heads to imitate halos

angels who dress in a white alternative style so they can wear those fake wings

angels finding joy in art

angels shaking their shoulders when they feel like their wings need to be preened

this comes from someone who is both wingkin and angelkin, and these are all things i do

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This angel was NOT built for society

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something something how it feels to be a non - religious angelkin something something

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Love Notes from the Hollow Tree by Jarod K. Anderson

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can we talk about how nice the tumblr angel/divinekin community is? i've never ever seen a negative interaction between two divines on here, everyone is so nice to each other and everyone is so positive. maybe i just haven't been paying enough attention? you're all just so kind