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I feel the need to worship a god.

Tell me what is right. Tell me what is wrong.

What’s after death?

What’s your story?

What have you created?

How should I live? What should I be doing?

I want to know

I will believe it all

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sounds pretty based to me

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I know “I miss my wings” posts are kind of overdone on here but I do think 90% of my problems would be cured if I simply had some fluffy feathered wings that could carry me long distances yknow

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Calling all angelkin, godkin, devinekin, aviankin, dragonkin, and any other flying kin out there: here, have some photos from my "pictures of super cool clouds I took on my flights to the main land" collection. My treat :3

Hope you enjoy <3

Sincerely, your fellow flying creature, Cadence ^w^

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him: you better not be an angelthing when i get there

my stupid ass:

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Angelkin thought of the day : IM AN EEEPY ANGEL

Im an angel I should be able to sleep on a lil bed of clouds whever I want !!!!

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Let's have some love for the angels that weren't holy.

Let's have some love for the angels that fell.

Let's have some love for the angels that questioned things.

Let's have some love for angels that don't fall into the human definition of "good".

Let's have some love for the angels that hated their jobs.

Let's have some love for the angels that didn't look like a stereotypical angel.

Let's have some love for the angels that longed to be human.

Let's have some love for the angels that felt like they should be damned instead.

Let's have some love for the angels that broke rules.

Let's have some love for the angels that don't fit with the "be not afraid" and scared the shit out of people on purpose.

Let's have some love for the angels that were friends with demons.

Let's have some love for the angels.

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no, you don’t need to wear your mask/tail to school.

i wish young nonhumans didn’t feel compelled to be ‘out’ at school, especially when it’s a dangerous environment. i keep seeing posts along the lines of “wore my tail/mask to school! people berated/teased/put their hands on me, but it’s ok”.

no, it’s not.

like.. i understand a mask or a tail can be a very validating thing for some people. and i’m not saying NO ONE should wear them at schools. but i just keep watching this mounting trend of young therians insinuating you need some physical accessory or to do quads to be a ‘real’ nonhuman. and then it leads to things like this and it makes me incredibly sad.

i’d known i was alterhuman since late elementary school, actually. it’s a huge part of my life even now, years after graduation. there wasn’t a reason for it to be brought up, so i never did. it was a closely guarded secret to me, but it didn’t feel like a weight i was carrying. i always thought “no one needs to know i’m an animal if it jeopardizes my safety. so, oh well”.

“but, how will people know that i’m an animal?”

they probably will. they probably already do.

i was the designated ‘animal’ person my entire school career despite not ever handling animals in front of anyone. if there were pets, lost wild animals (baby rabbits, birds, lizards), or sometimes even loose livestock that got onto campus, it was always me who had to go tend to them.

everyone wanted me in their group in environmental science. if a project called for animal illustrations, the same thing would happen. it was certainly weird because i was also a ‘weird kid’ and not especially desired to be around outside of that, lol. but i was never harassed for it. it made me feel very validated, actually.

i had fun during gym running and fiercely destroying the opposing team in field hockey. i taught everyone which plants were okay to forage (and we snacked on them when we had to sit on the lower field for practice). every day i was hyperaware of the limbs i had that weren’t quite there. friends noticed my ears twitch and my nose wiggle at certain stimuli. i felt nice walking on two legs. i felt nice because i felt animal and i didn’t have to prove it to anyone.

really like… just do what makes you happy. i admire the bravery it takes to so earnestly wear your identity on your sleeve like that. that’s very impressive. however, there is NO obligation to do anything like that if you understand that there will be a reaction that poses a threat to you.

i want our kids to be safe, too. you don’t have to feel dysphoria over being discreet. sometimes it’s the safest option. and sometimes, that can be really fun, too.

study everything you can about your ‘type. wikipedia and animalia are good resources. ramble about them to anyone who will listen. jokingly refer to yourself as one in friend spaces. wear discreet clothes that remind you of your ‘type. find a nice private place outside where you can run and explore and look at plants and smell the air and feel like yourself. but by no means do you have to prove yourself. you know you.

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Things that are angelic to me :

early morning sun

candlelit rooms

snowdrops

sun when it's raining

computers

old, abandoned buildings

moths

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they should invent hrt that turns you into this

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My soul is older than the earth I currently walk on.

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something ive been thinking about recently

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I miss my wings, my halo and my knowledge. I miss a lot of things about being a deity.

But the thing I miss most is understanding.

Support from angels, unconditional love going both ways, joy of creation and watching our work come to fruition.

Now I'm isolated, left afloat in a world that does not remember me.

🔮

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angels hate terfs & that's the facts

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when it comes to someone's identity, you don't have to understand it. you just have to respect it.

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made some angel spacers! feel free to use, credit is appreciated

#blog aesthetic