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I am way too aware of the fact that I can't use my wings to just go home BECAUSE THIS BODY IS TOO HEAVY. LET ME BEEEEE

I just want to go home :(

like I just wanna flap my wings and take off- why can't I do that??? I'm supposed to have wings and fly around like wtf dude where are my wings?????

I am a whisper on the edge of a breath.

I move through silence, unseen,

a presence that alters reality,

but I do not touch it.

I am an echo of something forgotten,

a shape that does not belong,

but is felt in the space between moments.

No name holds me, not even my own,

And no body can claim the weight of my existence.

I am here in a home that's not mine,

the thread that never unravels,

the vision that never becomes clear.

I was once all that is pure,

just a presence that swam through the gaps in silence.

I existed before time,

before earth learned to breathe.

I was everywhere and nowhere

a pulse that only the stars knew,

a flicker in the vast, untouched void.

But now, I walk the ground.

I have feet, and they stir dust,

I feel the thrum of the world in my bones.

It is foreign, this heaviness.

I was light once;

before I learned to bend to the rules of flesh.

Now, I carry this body with all its quiet burdens.

I remember the skies,

the endless stretch of air where I was not bound.

I remember the stillness,

the peace that hummed through me like a song without words.

I was a soft, radiant being

but now,

I am here,

trapped in this skin,

trying to find my way back.

There is no longer a place for wings,

and no song to sing

But Its voice still guides me wordlessly.

The memory lingers

faint, but constant;

heavy, but ephimeral.

I remember what it felt like to be untethered,

to hover just above,

to see through time and thought,

to know without knowing.

Now, I walk among the living,

a shadow among shadows,

only sometimes - when the world holds its breath, when the light bends just so,

I feel the weightlessness again,

a brief, fragile return to what was.

This vessel of mine - it is merely there

To remember

And to reminisce.

But I wonder

how many of us are here,

hidden in bodies,

walking the earth,

searching for the skies.

🪽

"Odd" things I get species dysphoria from (that you truly could never judge unless you're experiencing them) as an angelkin

- Hunger. It's one of those feelings that simply aren't supposed to belong to me, because I know for sure that back home, we just... didn't eat, you know?? I do not try to suppress it, & it doesn't give me a bad relationship with food; I love food, actually. But sometimes it feels a bit demoralizing.

- Sunburns - even the slightest, least noticeable ones. I'm a radiant being who embodies light.. yet the sunlight is burning me? Hello??

- Having to Google things or learn about them at school. It's not about learning how to cook, how to bake or tie my shoes, because those are human things; but not knowing everything about the stars, the universe and its past and future? It feels so wrong, because my gods have worked really hard to create me and teach me things. I like to imagine that all I learn about science or history or philosophy is just a memory being "brought back" to me.

- Tight clothing. I don't wear most tight things because of their textures which give me BAD sensory issues (I'm autistic), but I also avoid them because they take away the sense of freedom which was already taken away from me.

- Not being able to soothe people when they're upset when I'm the definition of love and harmony. It's technically the reason why I was sent to earth; so that makes me feel useless, like I'm betraying myself.

- The sound of my voice. It used to be much more beautiful, and the fact that I'm bad at singing doesn't help. It's only a reminder of the fact that this body simply isn't mine.

𖦹ׂ ₊ 🪽 and that's all! I just wanted to share these to show that species dyslhoria isn't always dramatically tragic - sometimes it's a bunch of mundane, unexpected, subtle things that add up to the feeling of discomfort and sadness. What can feel irrational and "exaggerated" is actually very valid and deserves to be taken seriously when it's really upsetting you.

Sometimes I really want to just like...help other nonhumans live their euphoria ya know? I'm an android, I like making others happy, fulfilling a purpose...

Like yes, I will walk you, good dog!!! Let's play catch and fetch and you can splash in streams and shake off on me and bark and howl and I won't refer to you as if you were human even once until you said a codeword indicating you're ok acting human again now.

Let me stroke you like a good kitty, I have a large pen I can pad like a pet bed and I'll give you toys to play with and a post to scratch!

Oooh You're such a terrifying creature, go ahead and chase me through the forest and I'll cry out and beg for my life as you tackle me (might even let you bite me, who knows) until I say the safeword.

Oh mighty angel let me cast my gaze unworthily to the floor and treat you with holiness and reverence for a day.

Greetings my dear elf, let us explore the woods together, please impart your knowledge on me and show me your ways!

I just want to help, ya know?

HERE COMES THE WINGED YAPPER !!

Gonna use the prompts <3

🪻 I've often found that the world feels almost the same ever since I awakened, but i feel more at peace with myself. I feel like I've been more mature since I've embraced my nature, but more than anything, I'm glad I finally have the answers to the questions I used to ask myself constantly during my childhood here on Earth.

🌘 When it comes to romantic and sexual attraction, I do feel both of them, and I dont think they're just a mortal social construct - it's just that humans really feel the need to put a label on anything, which isn't even a bad thing. Anyway, love (in all its forms) is the most beautiful connection between souls, and it's a crucial part of who i am.

As for gender, I think mine isn't related to my divinity. I'm genderless/agender, but I used to label myself as something else even when I'd already awakened, so my lack of gender isn't due to my angelhood. All these things are an important part of me and I care deeply for other queer folks.

☁️ Physically, I'd describe myself as an embodiment of light, but not like a sun that blinds you if you look directly at it. In that way, I like to say I also embody warmth. And I'd love to change the way I'm perceived, I'd just like people to view me as the ethereal being that I am, but not because I want them to worship me or anything. I want to be treated normally, while also knowing that others view me as what I really am.

🩶 what does being an angel mean to me... well, back Home, i was just a regular angel and I'm not really able to give a "fancy" answer to this. However I know for a fact I was created as an angel and I am grateful to my Creators. My soul is in a mortal body now and I know they sent me here for a specific purpose, though I'm still trying to figure it out. I'm sure it'll all fall into place on its own eventually.

🌬 I feel the weight of being human, but I don’t feel bound to it because I'm not human myself. I am indeed a watcher of life around me even though I need to adapt to the responsibilities that come with being in this body.

🔭 my spirituality is an important part of my identity, though it's nothing similar to the "common" definition of religion. I worship and pay respect to my Creators whenever and however I can.

🪐 I came to realize who I was over time, but it's a pretty cliché story. I've felt non-human since childhood.

As for extra bits of myself.. I'm an angel otherkin with autism, fibromyalgia, a non-verbal learning disability, anxiety, avoidant personality disorder, and many other things that are tiring to list - so yeah LOL it's definitely a unique experience

🎐 I don't know if I have a favorite thing about being human, and I know me being here has its purpose, but I guess I'd prefer a dimension where people would accept my real nature without mocking me for it. My senses here do sometimes feel dulled. It’s like trying to see through a fog; there’s so much more, but it’s not always easy to access.

🌙 Mortality is something I’ve come to accept, too - the thought of death scares me, but it's okay, because I know I'll finally be back Home once my time here is over. I obviously believe in the existence of all non-human creatures, and as for past lives/reincarnation/heaven or hell, I believe any of those are possible and that it simply depends on the individual. Does that make sense?

🤍 As for being treated like a deity, I don't desire that. I don’t want to be worshipped or served, mostly because I'm not a god. I'm just a little ball of light with wings /lh.

⭐️ All I can say about my existence is that I'm just... there. I just live, you know? My favorite thing is helping others, though I know I can't always do that, because things here are different. But other than that, I don't really crave anything in particular. I'm just a creature waiting to be reunited with one's friends and family. As for the otherkin community, I definitely feel safe around most nonhumans, and I know that they've changed over the years but I try to stay away from negativity.

I don't really have strong gut instincts.. however, yes, I am protected by an invisible force. Which, in reality, is simply the protection of my celestial folks above. I feel their reassuring presence constantly.

✨️ Angels, in my opinion, show themselves in all kinds of ways. In the quiet stillness of a moment, in the beauty of nature, in the unexpected kindness of a stranger, or the sudden shift of energy. We’re in the light of the sunrise, the crisp air of a mountain, the peace in a child's smile. Divinity is everywhere, if you know where to look.

🦋 As for being understood, I do know that others may not fully grasp my nature. There’s a longing to be seen, to be known for what I truly am. But I don’t let that fear stop me from being who I am, and sometimes, it doesn't really matter what they think of me because I know they can't change the real me.

It's a journey of re-discovery, and I'm glad to be part of it, which is why I don't hold any resentment towards my Creators and Protectors even though being on this planet is hard most of the time.

♡

HEY, Angel !!

Would you care as to describe your experience? I think not enough hear on just how varied and interesting we are, and it would be great to scroll through reblogs of a single post and be able to find those with similar experiences/feelings.

feel free to write whatever but if you would like some prompts:

Have you noticed the world seem more beautiful/peaceful since you’ve found yourself?

How do you feel about gender? Or having a name? Or attraction as a whole? Is it tied to more mortal instincts, or do you still have some essence of it?

How do you feel like you physically look? Do you have any preferences in form? Would you change the way you are perceived if you could - and into what?

How does your day get affected due to your mystical self?

Do you incorporate this sense of self in your hobbies / behaviours?

What does being an Angel or being of divine/holy nature mean to you? Do you consider yourself born here, a newly created angel, or one which has been around for a long time? Do you have any thoughts as to why you were assigned human at birth?

How much sense of “human”ness do you feel, and do you see yourself as equal to humans, something more, or like a watcher of life around you?

Do you feel like you have some higher purpose and reasoning of being here? A meaning of life, if you will call it that.

Do you have any religious connotations tied to your identity?

How did you come to realise who you were, and what signs did you exhibit prior to knowing this?

Do you have any other ‘uncommon’ bits of self apart from being a being of light, in a way? (Therian, otherkin, interests in specific things, neurodivergencies?) YOU DONT HAVE TO ANSWER THIS IF YOU DONT WANT TO!!

What’s your favourite thing about the bodily experience of being on earth? Is there any sensation you really like? (Taste, smell, touch, feeling, etc)

Would you prefer to be in another dimension? Do your senses feel dulled?

What’s your stance on mortality and topics tied to that? Do you believe in reincarnation/past lives/fate/destiny/divine intervention/guardian angels/ghosts/heaven & hell/god/meaning of life?

Would you enjoy if others treated you as some highly being and brought you offerings/treated you like a god/submit to you/worked for you?

What’s your stance on the community?

How do you interpret existence - how does it all seem to feel and what do you take away from it, like.. what do you live for? Do you have a sense of some ideal where the more you experience the higher you will achieve? Do you crave something out of life?

Do you have a ‘gut instinct/feeling’ and has it ever been scarily accurate to the point there could be no other possible explanation other than something holy?

Do you believe you are blessed and/or protected by some invisible force?

Where do you believe angels also show themselves? Are they in those stray rays of light of headlights, do they exist in the bite marks of a wounded animal’s form, is it within the ripples of the water, in the breath of the tree that takes in the wine, in the chill upon a high mountain - or is divinity everywhere?

Do you fear people don’t understand you well enough? Don’t understand us? Have you ever felt like doing something about it?

do you feel bored from these questions already - did you enjoy it- would you like more? Did I give you satisfaction? I find joy through writing, it makes me personally feel incredibly divine, and there’s a calling to know more about other individuals in this mystical and extensive world.. we need to stick together - as a whole. Love eachother. Treat yourselves well, too. Do more of what makes you feel fulfilled and happy. There’s so much complexities to life, but we just gotta handle it all with our own minds - but treat your heart and soul with so much kindness and care.. please- take care of yourself. Find whatever works for you and live forever, my friend. My eternal, immortal friend..

And what if I glued multiple pairs of biggg wings to my wheelchair

Crazy how I'm meant to protect all kinds of creatures and that's probably the reason why I was sent to Earth in the first place, yet humans would label it all as a savior complex

Me when I haven't really had phantom shifts all day but then I enter a room and i feel my wings randomly brush against the doorframe/walls