╋━ welcome to my blog 𓏲🪽˚. ˖ . ݁
⟢ morute, alternative fashion & jfashion, angel core, coffined angel aesthetic, uncomfortable poetry, blood, guts & morbid thoughts about the world and myself
⟢ author and art & fashion major, I write poetry sometimes
⟢ 16, they/them, lgbtq
† my blog is based in the aesthetic I've created called "coffined angel"! its inspired by morute, angel core, jirai kei, and gothic lolita fashion all bundled up into a fashion & lifestyle rather then a simple aesthetic.
it was created because of my own personal experiences with life and feeling outcasted from the world around me after my darker experiences, I felt like being called a human being wasn't the correct term for me anymore, so I decided to start calling myself an angel. (obviously I dont actually think this LOL its just fun to sayyy)
"coffined angel core" and the angels that identify with it resonate with this aesthetic because they know the feeling of hitting rock bottom, and having to dig themselves out of the grave given to them by the world. becoming comfortable in the uncomfortable and adorning themselves with ribbons and the supernatural to detach themselves from the regular people of the world who have hurt them.
^^ you dont have to have this lifestyle or view on the world if you enjoy this aesthetic though! its just the mindset I had when I created it, coffined angel core is meant for young girls to embrace the disgusting parts of themself and the 'unsightly' parts of mental health and ESPECIALLY HEAL from these incidents, while also staying cute hehe ૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა
TL:DR, coffined angel core is representative of girls who have been 'forsakened' by society, usually becoming apostates and detaching themself from their old religions, families, and anything that may of hurt them and embracing their true selves whether that be as beautiful as pink bows and miniskirts or as morbid as the blood they shed to get to this point in their lives.
꒰ঌ૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა໒꒱
all my asks & questions are tagged with #angelita's asks
all coffined angel posts are tagged with #coffined angel
any aesthetic posts are tagged with #moodboard
my poetry tag is #angels poetry
#coffined angel syndrome
Warning: this is a jirai kei / menhera focused blog, I do rant and yap a lot on here though. I will talk about mental health or vent on here. I add tws to my posts. I do not encourage or condone anything harmful, I just talk about my experience with recovery, mental heath, etc. I follow the Tumblr TOS. The introduction continues under this cut.
Dni is pretty general. Dni pedo, AI, proship (if it matters to anyone I’m anti-censorship and anti-harassment. I just do not wish to interact with anything proship), etc. please don’t be creepy and I will just freely block if I don’t want to see your account. It’s usually nothing personal.
About me:
I go by Batz. I am batzangel on bluesky and tumblr.
I have an editing blog but it’s inactive due to being busy as of late. (@batzisangel , tumblr won’t let me tag it for some reason).
I am 17 (18 in like two weeks), a jirai and menhera, and go by he/him. I have a partner who I occasionally post about. I really enjoy sweets and monster energy. Cats and seals are my favorite animals. I like jfashion- namely jirai kei, ryosangata, and tenshi kaiwai/mizuiro. Feel free to ask or comment if you have any questions.
Media I enjoy:
Gachiakuta, Artiswitch, NSO, MDUD, Nijiro Sanctuary, TSHD, Umamusume, PJSK, D4DJ, Alnst, Vocaloid/Vocal synth, Genshin (I don’t play the game but I have some favorites from when I did play), Hookah Haze, Persona 5, House MD, Moral Orel, Bojack Horseman, and more.
Feel free to ask or comment about any questions. I love making friends / moots but can be selective when it comes to following. Also do know I tend to forget to tag often or just don’t bother- so my posts may not have many, if any, tags.
Mutuals list:
These are mostly the mutuals I interact with most. I don’t want this post to be too long so the list is a bit limited- If you would like to be added/removed please let me know!! I love all my moots /p, thank you all for being here💕
hihi everyone! not back just yet (give me 2 more weeks lmafo) just wanted to update u all on where else u can find me! pleases make sure to support my accounts cause I really appreciate it and also it'd be very nice... ok ty
Stage 2: Isolation
at this stage of CAS (Coffined Angel Syndrome) victims begin to isolate themselves within their rooms, or spend absurd amounts of times outdoors within forests, abandoned buildings, or other dark places far out until the middle of the nights.
hysterical isolation may include the victims becoming apostates, disowning themselves from their families, feeling detached from their own humanity and disappearing for days at a time and returning with white swirly scars up their limbs.
the process of rebirth is heavy on a angelic soul trapped inside a human corpse.
i tie the tourniquet with silk ribbon,
the bleeding begins to slow
no writing is left to mark a date and time,
and that blood flows through my heart
spilling towards my wound
and yet i forbid it.
i forbid the one thing that keeps me living
keeps my heart going and my skin alive
to heal this one wound.
i forbid it from scabbing over, or healing on its own
i bend my own body, who has served me well all these years to a will of a tyrant
the will of a word of reason i heard long ago.
a blurry memory of instruction i blindly follow even now
its painful, this vice.
i refuse to let go of their words, their demands of me over and over again.
the innocent in me begs with teary eyes
they spit lies of kindness through their teeth
while the true darkness hides underneath the tongue
letting go means pain, & refusal means so much worse
but what is worse then staying wrapped up in their venom?
is there worse? could there be worse?
my rotten fingers slip around the ribbon on my thigh
deciding the worst has already came
it pulls the lower string to unravel the ribbon
freeing the blood trapped behind its doors
the blood flows quickly, breathing life back into the wound
i sigh softly, those same mutilated hands moving to tie my hair
with the same ribbon that has served me all these years
as i watch the blood drip from my leg onto the floor below me
and yet, the thick red blood isn’t just blood at all.
its simply a darker shade of pink
unraveling all the darkness from your soul
tysm for reading! feel free to give constructive criticism
I made this for fun in like 40 ish minutes so its probably not the best
idfk i wanted to write is that a crime
Stage 1: Humanity
stage one is described as the inexplicable urge to adorn yourself in ribbons, angel motifs, bones, and bandages, and refusing to wear collars other then black, white and pink.
further through stage one's development, victim's begin searching for fake bones & teeth off of etsy to adorn their rooms in, causing confusion & concern to the victims family.