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[starkinvs]

Greetings !

Would it be possible for you to create an angelkin moodboard ?

I have preferences for colours of gold and grey but I wish for you to take liberty where you so please .

~ <3

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[seraphicdownfall]

sometimes I feel like going into a church but I don't think I'd be welcome anymore

[fallenngel]

There is hell inside of me.

[hesitation-wound]

Lucifer (Morningstar) - Paul Fryer

A wax sculpture at the Holy Trinity Church Marlebone, Westminster depicting the devil snared in a set of power lines. The statue is equal parts grotesque and beautiful, showing Lucifer as an oily, black creature with beautiful white wings (created from real feathers). http://www.paulfryer.net/ -J

[pesoglav]

[alterhuman-culture-is]

Angelkin culture is leaving your angel number for others to find 🌟

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[eloiseinwaiting]

The divine desire to wrap your wings around someone to protect them

[felltiers]

Do you ever take a personality quiz that actually fucks you up. Like in a kind of positive way but still just fucks you the hell up??? Anyways I'll link it in case anyone wants to take it, idk who made it really but DAMN the result I got,,, sobbing on the floor crying sobbing gasping for air

[hellosvetstuff]

Saint Michael the Archangel

Luca Della Robbia, 1475

[cloudsnwings]

you are not you.

and yet i still see you.

i see the wings beneath your clothes, rustling and trying to get used to being so small.

i see the horns beneath your hair, threatening to grow and point towards the skies like they did before.

i see the claws beneath your nails, wanting to poke free and scratch at the bark of the nearest tree.

i see the pads on your hands, soft and invisible, waiting to touch the snow of tundras again.

you are not you.

and yet i still see you.

[fallenngel]

A pain in my chest sears this human vessel, a soul belonging to the sky reaching a hand out, clinging so desperately to a life it used to remember.

Those whom he knew, of divinity, of innocence, of purity. The strain of a black sheep upon his back, cast out down to the unwanted place below.

Do they still care? He wonders, does he care? Do any of them remember me?

Perhaps they do, perhaps they don't.

What is wanted to be forgotten rots within the ground, he assumes.

[afterheaven]

Angelhood is so full of painful emotions for me. I'd love to know how to start loving it, but it's associated with so much I don't like. I feel closest to it when I feel my worst. I don't want that -- I love that I am an angel. I want to love loving all of myself.

[nicosraf]

The Hierarchie of the Blessed Angells: Their Names, Orders and Offices by Thomas Heywood

Some angel illustrations:

Previous owner's notes:

Some of the "arguments" dedicated to the spheres of angels and their chiefs:

Some lines dedicated to Lucifer:

Some of it Transcribed: Of the Rebellious, Lucifer is prime Captain and King ; who in the first of Time, From out the feuerall Classes had selected Legions of Angels, with the pride infected, Against Jehovah; and with expedition Hurled them with himself headlong to perdition. And as in his Creation he was fram'd More glorious far than others before-nam'd; More goodly featur'd, beautiful, and bright, And therefore, his name deriv'd from Light

......... I said before that I got to work with an original copy of this book a while ago, and apart from being a lot of fun to read, it's really beautiful! It was dedicated to the Queen Henrietta, and it doesn't seem like Heywood had any interest in angels outside of this massive book, so I guess he was commissioned to write this. Either way, it's really great! There are some full scans of it online, if anyone would like to flip through it too :)

[beepshroom]

do any other otherkins ever feel like they’re undercover in a way? like omg my coworkers don’t even know they’re working with an angel………

[goreprofonde]

- Luther Hughes, Tenor.

[flyingwithclippedwings]

showing love to my seraphs / seraphims !

you are here. you are valid. you are one of us !

ʚ all angels are divine ɞ

.♡.

love to my seraphs who can sing, your voices sound sweet like ambrosia and bring me closer to home. keep showing the world your angelic voice, youre divine and you deserve to know it.

love to my seraphs who maybe can't sing like we did, you are still one of us and you are just as angelic. your divinity shines through and all voices are beautiful amongst the choir, no matter how they may sound.

love to my seraphs who are sweet and soft, i adore you. i see your delicate smile and your beautiful eyes, they catch the light and enchant all those who view them. i see the rosiness of your cheeks and the way your hair sways on the breeze, and the grace and elegance you carry yourself with are something i admire.

love to my seraphs who are rough and battered, i admire you. i hear the thunder in your footsteps and the power in your voice, like the most triumphant vocals in our beautiful choir. i see the scrapes on your knees and the bruises on your knuckles, i acknowledge your battles and i know how hard you fought with win them, my angel.

love to my fallen seraphs, no matter your trial and your pain you are divine in my eyes. your beauty still shows, and you are still apart of our choir no matter what, my angel. my heart bleeds for you, and my wings shield you from the dangers of the world. you are safe. you are loved. you will always have a place in my heart, in my head, and in my arms. i sing my songs for you.

love to my seraphs who are young, your youth is a blessing and it radiates through you! the softness of your voice and the kindness in your eyes are unparalleled, your wings will grow and stretch across the skies, and i cant wait to see how you learn and expand and watch you fly, I'll make sure to keep you close under my wings, young one !

love to my seraphs who are old, your age changes not your elegance and beauty, and the stories and lessons you bring with you are important and appreciated. you know knowledge we may only hope to learn and we see the wiseness in your gaze and the power you have. i admire you, and i see how you've lived and thrived. you are divine.

love to my religious seraphs, i admire your faith and i see your devotion. you are divine, and your voices echo in our choir and fill me with happiness. you are a believer, and valid no matter what it is you choose to believe in. id love to learn about your faith, join you in prayer and sing with you!

love to my non-religious seraphs, you are valid and divine. worship does not define you, and no matter what anyone says you are an angel in our choir ! you are beautiful and tolerant, and i welcome you with open arms, and wings!