2021 Was Such An Intense Year For My Nonhuman Ass,,

What if I spread my wings and forever disappeared into the sky tomorrow morning instead of going back to school

I've seen alot of opinions on this matter but I wanna share my own and my reasoning.

Wearing gear of your type counts as transspecies if wanted to be. Say a transgender person wore a packer and you said that doesn't count as transgender...fucked up right? In my opinion transspecies is just like transgender but with your species. Transgender people can call themselves transgender without transitioning and transspecies creatures can aswell. I have future plans to transition gender and species and im not too open about the transspecies part but just because im not transitioned now doesn't mean im any less transspecies. Take for example if a person doesn't have enough money to actually species transition and only has gear to ease their mind and someone tells them that its technically not transspecies..that would hurt, right?

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⤷ live footage of me flying away from my responsibilities

11,15,16,18?

HELLO these might not be in the right order but ty for the ask <3

11. Strangest thing you do to affirm your kintypes?

I guess it is considered weird to fill my storage with pictures that remind me of home ?

15. How does being alterhuman affect your day to day life?

Well, it's certainly not pleasant to miss home almost all the time, but I try to deal with that. The real issues come with my interactions with humans. They're just so difficult to talk to and to please, but I don't want to put all the blame on them, because the feeling of inadequacy is the biggest obstacle that keeps me from functioning properly. It makes me really sad sometimes

16. Does being alterhuman affect your religious beliefs?

I'd say yes.

This is about my personal experience as an angel who used to serve certain deities, one of which I remember the most vividly. It was a god of time and healing and a protector of (mainly) small children and animals. My feelings of gratitude and devotion to this specific god are the strongest. In a way, this is what shapes my religious beliefs, right? I just never know how to label them because they're far from the concept of "religion" that humans have.

18. Does being alterhuman affect your gender?

Not really, no. I was assigned female at birth, but by the time I discovered my angelic nature, I was identifying as a trans demiboy. In 2022, I realized I was actually agender (and i also use xenogenders), but it was unrelated to my divinity.

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shout out to non humans with chronic pain

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hir·aeth

/‘hir,āeth/

noun a homesickness for a home you can not return to or a home that never was.

Update: it appears that my responsibilities also have wings because they're forcing me to face them tomorrow

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⤷ live footage of me flying away from my responsibilities

I had a dream about someone saying "hey your wings need preening" and it was so random, the wings I had weren't even accurate to my real ones. But yes. Yes my wings need preening

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.

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how do you know you’re angelkin, i mean before I didn’t acknowledge kin but I definitely saw myself as something more divine but I didn’t acknowledged because I was scared to be wrong, too cocky or just plain disrespectful then one day I saw someone talking about being a demonkin and looked up realizing angelkin existed too!

Do I just label myself as one now? Could I be your 🐏🕊️anon? Too (*´v｀)

I hope this wasnt sent too long ago, i dunno if my asks are working properly but YES YOU CAN BE MY ANON 🫶🏻 you can skip the parts of this that you think aren't useful to you, I just tend to use too many words when explaining myself 😭 and this is a topic that's very dear to me, especially the part about feeling like your identity's disrespectful.

Anyways - I think I found out in the cliché way, if you can call it that. Feeling like I wasn't human (ever since I was a kid), feeling like I was supposed to fly and getting frustrated that I couldn't. Also getting very mad at myself for being scared of heights, because it simply felt wrong.

How I found out:

I used to identify as a winged therian (i went from a butterfly to a dove and more), because my first shifts mainly consisted of vague phantom wings and a weird feeling that my body was lighter and floating. The thing is, I became aware of my divinity when I almost vividly remembered the gods I served. It felt like they were calling out to me because I was ready to awaken, and I did not reject their signs, because I always knew deep down that I was protected by higher beings - and that, even when I thought I was an animal, it always felt mystical and holy. An immortal owl, a butterfly who could fly a little too high for it to be realistic, a dove meant to spread peace and protect creatures. Do you see what I mean?

-> This is definitely very personal. I also understand that it can be of little help to questioning angels who don't worship any gods; however, as some in the community have said, you ARE a certain creature as long as you can say, for sure, that you identify as it. If you can look at yourself in the mirror and say you're an angel, that's enough. You dont have to rush to discover all the details about your memories, your past or your home.

About not acknowledging a kintype because it feels morally wrong:

Yeah, it took me a while to get rid of that mindset. But personally, for me, the problem was the religious settings in which I grew up in; they weren't strict, but even so, the way I had to approach Christianity wasn't healthy. So even if I strayed from it with little guilt, it made me feel like I wasn't allowed to have beliefs of my own. I felt a connection with gods that nobody around me worshipped, gods that had their own rules, their own followers and servants; I realized no one could tell me that my beliefs were wrong. They were not, because only I knew how they worked, and I wasn't going to give them up. You, too, are allowed to label yourself as an angel according to your beliefs and definitions of an angel. Things have changed; some modern sources view angels as spiritual guides and beings of all kind, not just servants of a god.

And if you're worried about being "cocky"... well. That basically implies that you're worried about how others might perceive you, but you know that your identity isn't about claiming superiority, right? If you know you don't want to appear cocky, it's clear that you don't mean to be. You can't control how people interpret your intentions, but you shouldn't let that keep you from accepting yourself as you are.

Being angelkin can be controversial. But that's because some people are close-minded, and that's not our fault.