Does Anyone Know Where Home Is?

She/they // tired // definitely a bastard// 22 Angelkin // Full of Angst// Main blog: @bastardanddead

[time-eaters-deactivated20221003]

Michael: I see your plan to overthrow God failed

Lucifer: don’t

Michael: I guess you could say it fell through

Lucifer, narrating: It was in this moment I realized that I had to kill him

[sunofsicily]

what angels are: beings of light and wings and earth and energy, that can manifest in any human form they so choose, or not in any human form if they don’t choose to do so

what angels aren’t: all white, blonde, and insanely physically fit

[slightlyangelicmostlyabastard]

GUESS WHAT BASTARD GOT YARN IN COLORS SIMILAR TO MY WINGS AND ALSO GUESS WHO IS ABOUT TO KNIT A FUCKING WING SHAWL FROM IT!!!

THIS IS IT HOES, I’M GETTING MY WINGS BACK

[truthspear]

the modern version of be not afraid is why are you running why are you running

[prokopetz]

Honestly, if you see an angel that’s all eyes and wings and wheels of fire, you should be worried. Like, not because it’s going to hurt you or anything, but because scripturally, angels invariably appear to ordinary people in human form. In general, they only show their inhuman true forms to prophets – which means if you’re seeing them like that, they come bearing responsibility.

[domina-honoribila]

I woke up today with the phrase “spooky scary seraphim” in my head today, looks like we’re on the same wavelength.

[error-404-fuck-not-found]

i made a new christmas carol

[plague-rat-in-the-wall]

@iameridan

[slightlyangelicmostlyabastard]

Sometimes I think I miss Heaven, then I remember I can be a b i t c h here on earth and no one is gonna stop me

[slightlyangelicmostlyabastard]

When I get my wings back, it’s over for you hoes

[secifosseluce]

as much as the concept of Jesus being a fairly normal lad has its charms, im personally very intrigued by the idea of him being just… extremely weird. not even in a mystical sense, just…….staggeringly BIZZARRE. 

you go to the well to get some water, and here’s Miriam’s boy, staring at the sky, completely still. his expression is unreadable. you hazard a hello and ask how he’s doing, and he slowly, unblinkingly, lowers his gaze on you (he’s 8 and is missing his frontal teeth, not that this is making you any less uncomfortable) and says “I cannot speak of the state of my being, Nathan son of Saul, my brother, but rejoice for the water you shall take today will be as pure as the soul of the children of Heaven”

…you start sweating

[secifosseluce]

normal person in 1st century Nazareth: making my way downtown, walking fast

*sees J boy, 8 yo, staring at you from across the street*

normal person: walking faster 

[secifosseluce]

even funnier, the only person 100% on board with his Prophetic Kid Talk is his mother Miriam, an otherwise placid, absolutely normal woman around 25 or so

kid JC, coming home at twilight, a single white dove following him and chirping with weirdly human-like precision:

 moth̫́er,̦͌ ̮̉i h͙̉av͔̽e ͓͗b̘̃r̞̓o̮͘u̲̒gh̟͒t̺́ you a do̗͐ṽ͙e̢͘ ͈̾m͒͢a͈̽dē̝ ỏ̘f ͈̓c̆͜l͔̂aỷ͇ aṋ̑d̳̿ g͢͞i̹̾fted̖͡ ̻͐it ͓͂w̖̿it̎͜h t̥̃h͙͒e ̨̒m̧̂i̡̍ŗ͒â̫cḷ̔è̤ ̛̻of̞̅ l̘̈i̛̦fè̳

Miriam: ! that’s my little boy :) now let’s go get ready for dinner :) 

her husband Yosef, a carpenter who only marginally got signed up for this: 

[bargains-by-duckface]

This post is so Christian, but it’s the spicy kind of Christian that gets you murdered by other Christians for heresy, so I’m torn.

[secifosseluce]

literally biggest form of compliment i’ve ever gotten

[witches-ofcolor]

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[prodigals-do-not-always-return]

Anon Angels from good timelines in my inbox: "Don't you miss home? Don't you hate humanity? What is here for you?"

Me, an angel of justice and protection, remembering how my timeline's heaven was a hot mess and a half: *skating through in white and gold heely's, sipping on a cinnamon dolce frappe, dressed in loud patterns in decadent cloth, and blaring Heretic Pride by the Mountain Goats* "Blessed be the harmless hedonists; And, gods, how I am holy"

[soldiersofmayhem]

Are you angelkin?

Do you wanna fight god?

Do you wanna make god suffer like god did unto you?

Do you wanna smack god w a big ol' stick?

Do you refuse to capitalize god? Refuse to assign god a pronoun?

Do you wanna fight god?

What's stopping you other than yourself?

Fight god. Do it. Punch god in the pearly teeth

I dare you

Smack god w a feather duster to avenge ur wings

Smack god, just like in general

[angeligloriae]

Angel Spray

I just wanted to share this with you all! I use mine to help soothe myself if I’m feeling a little off kilter, on my back if it starts to feel restless or itchy, and just generally as a scent that reminds me of Home.

Needed • small spray bottle (can be found at dollar store) • Holy or blessed water • three drops frankincense essential oil • three drops rose essential oil • optional: reeeeeally fine cosmetic glitter. I like gold.

Alternatively, a non-religious form would be to substitute rain, sun, or moon water for the holy water, and using lavender and sandalwood (plus maybe a drop of neroli, for the smell) to replace the other oils.

🌌 First, make your holy water. 🌌 Add it to the bottle. 🌌 Add your drops of oils and your glitter. 🌌 Shake it up! 🌌 Optional: I like to charge mine at a church. (So I put it in my purse before I go to church and I’m good).

There you go! Smell good and feel good, my fellow feather dusters!

[sugar-and-spite]

hot new angel meme: but then i remembered the war

“i was gonna tell raphael to fight me but then i remembered the war”

“i was gonna send lucifer an angel food cake for his birthday but then i remembered the war”

“i was gonna ask lucifer if it hurt when he fell from heaven but then i remembered the war”

[martyrsuggestion]

is not, love, the martyrs lap

a cradle for the godly head? is it not at our feet that the problems are laid

is it not our voices that speak their words?

but you have a throat and a tongue and you have teeth

to rend and rip and press against to form any sound you might like.

you have heart and mind and hands to wield weapons create wonder hold your lover.

the fire burns deep but it set us like clay

stronger now, harder, but just as beautiful as we ever were. and hollow though i may feel

my heart remains tender by the sweat of my brow

for that is more worthy a cause than all others.

[prodigals-do-not-always-return]

My hands were often stained with blood, but that doesn't mean I never meant to protect with them

[bellabaxterirl]

angelcore tag: 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝔂𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 <3

angelkin tag: i havent slept in like 30 hours,, but like i want a demon s/o so bad guys,,, im just baby but also horney 

[ghostlingpuppet]

Tell me, creator, why must I be stuck here?

Send me to the clouds, and I will dance with the angels and sing with the cherubs.

Send me to those fiery pits, and I will burn with the demons and drink with the devils.

I do not care for which. But why? Why must you leave me to suffer in limbo?

[oncebittentwiceborn]

eu·cha·rist

eat your gods.

EAT YOUR GODS. TEAR INTO THEM DEVOUR THEM LET ECSTATIC TEARS RUN DOWN YOUR FACE AND MIX WITH THE JUICE OF THEM.

get drunk on godflesh, stumble with divinity, whoop and shriek as they hit your bloodstream, roll in the dirt, suck their remnants off your gritty fingers, float, tumble, howl, chase, ascend, obliviate, transcend, transform.

wake disoriented, sick and aching with the loss of them. wipe your face, coax out your tangles, inspect your skinned knees and palms. leave your shoes where you threw them as an offering.

cultivate the hunger that only theophagy can sate.

consume them and be changed.