Fallen Angelkin - Tumblr Posts
Vaatteeni saavat tuta raivoni, koska on väärin satuttaa muita
Tavarani saavat tuta raivoni, koska on väärin satuttaa muita
Minä saan tuta raivoni, koska on väärin satuttaa muita
Minä saan tuta sinun raivosi, koska on väärin jos minä satutan sinua
Let me fly back in my dreams, when the thin air feels supporting, thick and warm like honey.
Let me arise off the ground like I am supposed to, feeling the weight of gravity leave my body entirely
Let me feel secure in not falling, ever again. Feel secure and at home off the dirt once more, like I was intended to
Let me fly
Gnashing teeth, thrashing prey, escape unachievable. Destruction is upon us
I wanna dress up in all black, slathered in blood, holding a large weapon, and go up in front of everybody at our church hall, and screech their songs back to them with all the years and years of pain they've given me.
I want to become a bad omen to anyone and everyone bearing the cross
I wanna dress up in all black, slathered in blood, holding a large weapon, and go up in front of everybody at our church hall, and screech their songs back to them with all the years and years of pain they've given me.
But who will save me?
At the end of it all
When I've given all I have
Who will save me?
What more is left of me after you've taken it? What more can I give that wouldn't destroy me?
Will you then give it all back to me, bloody and mangled? Will it all be just as it was, when you received it?
Who will give me back everything I've given up? Given away? Who will return it to me?
Who will refill me, when I need it? If I can't do it?
When is it enough?
When do I stop?
When am I empty?
But who will save me?
At the end of it all
When I've given all I have
Who will save me?
God.. Why was I never good enough for you? What was wrong with me? What did I do?
Be afraid.
Be very afraid
This is not a holy body
But it's mine
And it deserves love
Holiness disrupted
Pearly white feathers, stained red. The tips of them muddied brown from dragging,
Raw patches plucked empty.
Too many eyes; All the better to find you with. Dark circles and bags,
Reddened from so many hours of unblinkingness.
Smooth, doll-like skin. Too smooth,
Your nails know this.
A long note of divine voice; now likened more to an ugly gull shriek.
Your heart hates the sound of it more, than your ears.
It's loud enough to carry up to the heavens,
And listened by nobody.
A glittering golden halo; rusting into blisters. A signifier of it's wearer,
Ringed like a bird, collared like a dog. Yet the bird, to be tracked; by those who care about it's survival. The dog, to be confined; to those who will keep it safe.
Unlike the angel.
I used to be at the top, the glory of heven. The top hates the diffrent, for an idea that was so beutiful they threw me down. I will not forgive them, as they will not I for loving my creation in life.
I know I don't have my wings anymore, I know they were ripped out of me for not following there 'rules'. But why should I be punished for the beauty that I created? Why can I still feel the bumps where they should be, oh do they ache. It feels as if they were still there, and I despise myself for wishing they were.
Yo! Any deitykin, celestialkin, angelkin, fallen angelkin, demonkin, godkin, demigodkin, etc, wanna make a pantheon with me? I'm just looking for some god buddies to hang out with, I'm super fucking bored.
To all the people who actually wanted to join a pantheon with me, I have made a community on amino labeled as "Hecatoncheires" which is where all you people with certain kin types can hang out.
•~• INTRO •~•
• Hello! My names Clover!
• I’m Trans masc/Gendefluid
• My pronouns are: Any! Neos are encouraged though! Love neos lol
• I’m Omnisexual, Cupioromantic/Demiromantic, and Polyamorous. Which just means, I feel romantic attraction rarely (and need a relationship prior to the aromantic feelings) but still desire a romantic relationship regardless.
• I have: Autism, ADHD, Social and General Anxiety, and Depression. And possibly am a system
• This is my main blog, but I have a few side blogs for Kins (possible alters)
• Here’s a list of my kins(possible alters):
Cosmo (Spacekin)
Sirenkin
Xiao Siye Cao (Ockin)
Onyx (Fallen Angel/Demonkin)
Ink sans (fictionkin)
Sun Wukong [OSP] (Fictionkin)
Leonardo Hamato [Rottmnt] (Fictionkin)
(Fictionkin) SC
Cryptic Cat (Otherkin/Felinekin/Crytickin)
Legends/Link | LU (Fictionkin)
Link/Tears | BOTW/TOTK (Fictionkin)
Vantablack | Ancientverse/UTAu (Fictionkin)
Dollhearted
Velvet (Ockin)
Conceptkin | Not sure what it should be called-
Mia/The Fox | North Spirit (Fiction kin)
Error Sans | Undertale au
Kin info:
~•~ DNI: Transphobes, Homophobes, Anti-kin, Anti-otherhuman, Pro-endos, Endos, Jerks, Pro-shippers/Shippers of bad ships, if you don’t respect anything above :DNI ~•~
•~• BOUNDARIES •~•
- Don’t bring drama onto my blog
- DMs are open! But I won’t respond from 10pm to 6am est/edt
- Asks are also open! And again, same time.
- Don’t send my pics of yourself, and no personal information.
- SWF blog only, and while I will post some gore and there there will be warnings!
- I don’t do requests for art/wallpapers/userboadrs/moodboards, or anything like that. While I would love to do art requests, I don’t have the time or resources to do so currently.
- I am a minor, bodily I am. Do not be weird, do not anything. (13-17)
- Do not send go-fund mes, or any kind of fun riser. I do not want to be bothered (or feel guilty) about it. I cannot give you money, I am broke.
- [Will add more later]
I wanna draw like a group photo of kins
All good right? Most of them, yeah I could do.
But Cosmo? How tf do I draw him???
This is his usual form, and obviously he can be anything but I want to do the form I do most often
So if I ever wanna draw him, I got to figure out how in the gods will I am meant to draw him.
Yeah he is me, but space and hair is hard okay. It’s hard to find a proper place to design a space embodiment
Idk how to draw myself normally anyway, so like just big ass problems on my end
Skill issues for real for real
Man do we hate that all of my kins are so complex and my drawing style isn’t developed enough for anything I wanna do.
Okay so like I’m a fallen angel right? That’s a thing.
I’m pretty sure my name was Onyx, and that I lost my wings (and by that I mean they were torn and ripped down to like a few inches off my back)
But like I want a god to “worship” idk if it’s just the angel urge to worship someone, but I want to be apart of a god’s following.
Not like in the angel way, even if I know that’s what I would have originally wanted, but more of in the way I want a god who is worshipped and that I can join the following but not be a “follower”
I don’t want to be holy or anything like that again. I do want a god, but not to worship. Just to have, and sometimes follow the rules. I want someone to follow and annoy because I won’t comply like angels should.
I lost my holiness long ago, and don’t care for it back. I want to playful piss of my god, and play pranks on the normal angels. I want to laugh and play with other fallens from the same following.
I want a community based on a god and the followers. I want people who I use to relate to, and people who I currently relate to. I went a home. I want the little of what’s left of my wings to be taken care of by my peers. I want to be home with others like me….
Man, what’s the point of having my wings if I can’t even feel they properly stretch out?! I can’t fly! They’re torn too much for them to fly.
:( I wish I could I miss flying, but my wings aren’t big enough anymore
Man am I glad I don’t remember my falling though. That’s gonna be a painful memory when it comes, but for now I think I’m fine with not knowing.