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[nullgirlnotfound]

An angel of a slightly different shape. A halo worn as a collar, a symbol of pride rather than a burden of inadequacy. Wings with light gray feathers, tainted ever so slightly with impurity.

Divinity born of devotion, a being not of holiness, but of their dedication to their dominant.

A flawed being, imperfect to some but unblemished in the eyes of their dominant.

An angel of a slightly different shape, but an angel nonetheless.

[null404ish]

I think they should have one giant sleepover

[nullgirlnotfound]

On the Creation of Angels

While Angels and Goddesses are closely related, not all Angels come from Goddesses. An Angel, like a Goddess, is a being of divinity; however rather than divining it's sanctity from itself or a concept as a Goddess would, Angels divine it from an external source. The most common source of an Angel's divinity are Goddesses, as they are the most powerful beings which are most likely to seek to create extensions of their will. There is occasion where another type of being may find they require a devotee that other forms of simulacrum will not fulfill, simply by their nature as a being not entirely composed of devotion. Even the most dutiful Dolls and pathetic Pilots will eventually turn on their Mistresses should the orders they're given be too inhumane, but not an Angel. An Angel has no concern for humanity. Its entire purpose is its devotion to its Maker, its singular goal to serve her whims as best it's able.Though an Angel may be a creature of judgement, its retribution is purely for those whom its Maker points it towards. There are many with the magical or technological capabilities to create an Angel; exceptionally powerful witches, exceedingly affluent handlers, and even particularly well-crafted Dolls all have the talent or resources to forge one. For a mortal magic user such as a Witch or Doll, forging an Angel consumes a piece of one's magical ability. For a being borne of devotion to an individual to exist, a piece of that individual's being must exist within it. For this reason, you will rarely see a Witch with more than one or two Angels, as they do not have an infinite font of power to draw upon, unlike a goddess. For those not blessed in the arcane arts, a much heavier toll must be paid to forge an Angel. Handlers who stalk the halls of their bases flanked by Angels will do so with the pneumatic hiss of their artificial limbs announcing their presence. There is, however, another way to create an Angel, albeit indirectly. Any magically imbued being may become an Angel once they reach a certain level of devotion to an entity which has spent magical energy on them. All that this process requires is this latent magical energy and that they hold their Maker dearly in their heart. Once the required level of devotion is reached, the residual magic and the reflection of its Maker which the subject holds dear react and cause a metamorphosis to take place, transforming them into an Angel. This process follows the same rules as a forged Angel, and as such the magical energy which was spent on their nascent form is consumed in their creation. Contrary to popular belief, Angels formed this way are not weaker, less devoted, or different appearance-wise than their forged cousins, as they are borne of the same basic principles and magic.

[nullgirlnotfound]

Copper creeping up my tongue, the taste of metal permeating my mouth as I look back up to you. Sweet sanguine drips from my quivering lips as my pleading gaze implores you to stop. The crack of flesh on flesh fills the air once more, the searing pain reminding me that we're only done when you are.

[nullgirlnotfound]

Dryly

I think it's amusing that people will accept "The concepts in your head that these people are installing about imaginary lines you're not allowed to cross with behaviour which harms no-one may be hurting your outlook on your sex life." when the topic is religion but if the topic is modern consent models then suddenly critical thinking seemingly evaporates and is replaced with the distilled hatred of the patriarchy and abusive worldwide child rearing culture.

[nullgirlnotfound]

It isn't easy to express to someone who loves you that you fantasize about them killing you. Why would it be? The fact that they love you means they want to keep you around as long as possible, to experience you and enjoy your company for the rest of your days, and for the rest of theirs.

It's a beautiful thing, truly, to be loved. It's also incredibly inconvenient. You can look into the face of someone and know, that in a just universe your last thoughts would be processing the pure sadistic euphoria in their eyes as they snap your neck only to have to sit with the sad reality that this can never come to pass.

[nullgirlnotfound]

You know nobody else is stopping you from doing that right? Like, yeah they'll probably be upset but if it makes you overall happier who gives a fuck. Are you just going to let that open sore fester because someone will be upset you bandaged it without their blessing?

[nullgirlnotfound]

A Young Prince

A Young Prince who is a Rabbit and a Spider.

Prey and Predator.

Hunted and Hunter.

I am not a Rabbit to deceive, nor am I a Spider to intimidate. I am both in sincerity.

I am a predator by technical definition, but not in action. I do not need to feed to survive. There are, however, those who choose to feed themselves to me.

Why?

To become whole. To renew themselves. Moths frequently find themselves in my web. After all, a spider's silk makes a lovely cocoon.

I do not take more than I need, nor do I take anything important. I drain only what is no longer necessary, repurpose it as fuel for my intricate designs, the webs I weave with my orange threads of fate.

I provide a service through predation, just as I do through falling prey.

As many dichotomies, it is not a coin, it is a circle.

I embody the edge.