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Farewell, my love

I’ve found that lately my form has changed. I am no longer the Cherub who walked in the Garden and my form has altered to show that.

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what if angels in their "true" forms are actually more terrifying than demons because demons reflect human sins and fears but angels are so entirely other and alien from us as to be truly eldritch

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demon, looking at a renaissance painting of an angel as a rosy-cheeked cherub with fluffy white wings and golden curls and a gentle, loving expression: you see this shit? propaganda

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Feels weird having finally decided to make this blog. It’s been at the back of my mind for so long now. Anyways!

I’m Rhamiel. I’m a recently awakened fallen angel incarnate - I’ve only just been able to confirm my name - and I haven’t really explored kin spaces much before now. Just looking for friends, advice, and to fill up my dash.

Please like or reblog if you’re an angel, fallen angel, or demonkin and don’t mind a follow.

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Things that make me feel holy

💫 Wearing white light clothes, often with often with frills or lace

💫 Shiny makeup, often golden, and gloss

💫 Swimming for long hours, reminding me of flying

💫 Taking a deep breath

💫 Drinking cold water or fruit juice

💫 Walking in the forest

💫 Singing in the bathroom, because it resonates

💫 Sleeping in the sun

Is the angelic/divine discord still active? I miss my siblings.

#actuallyangelic #actuallydivine

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things the wings do

• hunch over your shoulders when you’re scared

• cocoon around your upper body when you’re cold or needing some snuggling

• fan out in a nice big stretch when you first wake up, trying to touch the ceiling or wall

• raise over your head like an umbrella when it’s raining to keep you dry

• settle on your back when you’re relaxed

• spread to reveal all those soft downy feathers when you’re with someone you love and trust

• fluff up to twice your size when you’re angry

• do some panicky FLAP FLAP FLAP when you lose your balance

• stretch out like you’re flying as soon as you get faster than 40 mph

• hang off the side of the bed when you’re sleeping because they’re just too big

(feel free to add more!)

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Break the stereotype that angels and demons can’t be friends! Befriend your local demon! Invite them on a coffee date! Take them on a picnic! Remind them that they’re loved too!

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☁️ my wings aren’t physically here with me right now. they gently float through chairs behind me and spread out into walls. they sink through my bed and drift out car doors when they stretch. and that’s okay. as long as i know they’re there, they’re there. and my wings protect me, even if they fade through everything.

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Some of us are yelling.

Cursing the world for casting them into mortality, for ripping the wings of their back and clipping their claws. They screech and shout into the autumn night, daring whoever would do such an act to come down and face them again.

Some of us are praying.

Praying and praying that whatever cast them out will see how devoted they are, still, despite the lack of golden glow to their skin. They bow their heds and raise their hands and offer everything they have just for a chance to feel holy again.

Some of us are crying.

Clutching at our chests, weeping for the lost lovers and home thats been imprinted into their eyelids from days of dreaming of a forgotten time. Eyes burn from crying for so long and having no more golden tears left to shed.

We all mourn in different ways.