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What to do When you Meet an Angel
Do not look upon them. Cover your eyes, wrap them in cloth, keep them closed, for the light of their face will blind you
You will know they are near by the smell of burning metal. They are growing closer. This is your chance to run.
They will tell you not to be afraid. Do not listen to them. Being afraid is the only way you will stay alive.
Remember, these are beings beyond your comprehension. Their wings go on for miles and their bodies are not real.
You will know something is not quite right about the faces they wear. They do not have eyelids and you will not be able to tell where the mouth is. Their skin will be like polished stone and there will not be a blemish to be seen. Do not ask them to remove these masks and do not ask them why they are crying.
They will not mean to hurt you. They will take you into their wings to give you comfort. Do not let them or you will not find your way out again
They will sing for you. They so do love to sing and as the bellowing of the Heavenly Host fills your mind, your ears will begin to bleed. The song is beautiful and it has deafened you but you can still hear it. They continue to howl their hymns, not understanding that you wail in pain not in joy.
Be careful not to touch them. If looking upon them can blind you, imagine what touching such a body would do to you.
They are vengeful and righteous. Though they are beautiful, they are still warriors and will not hesitate to smite you.
Their compassion is just as dangerous. They will try to save your soul by ripping it from your mortal body. They will give you all the knowledge of the world. They will fill your body with their grace until you burn up from the inside out. They think they are doing you a kindness.
They do not understand you. You are a mystery to them. Some find you repulsive while others find you resplendent. Both sides are equally dangerous. Be wary.
concept: angels with haloes that change color like mood rings
Be a kit throw a fit
Be angel be revengeful
Or, alternatively:
Be angel do anal
Everyone knows be gay do crimes but how about
✨🌺BE KIN DO SIN🐺✨
Be fox throw rocks
Be cat wear hats
And I'm out of ideas
just in case you havent heard it today:
you are feared
your six wings, gleaming body, and multiple pairs of torch eyes are beautiful
your thunder voice will get better and increasingly more vehement with time
you are valid
Me: being a human is a prision. My flesh is too heavy and constructive for my unending soul, all i want is to ascend into an incomprehensible creature no mortal can bat an eye without being utterly blinded
My friends: (:
Me: ....alright being a human MAY not be that bad
pros of having giant wings;
can smack things with them
stimming by flapping hands is good but stimming by flapping wings? even better.
can gently pet my own feathers when im feeling anxious.
giant built-in blanket you can wrap yourself in
giant built-in blanket you can wrap others in.
can dye them neat colors
can fly??? bro
imagine chilling on top of a skyscraper or living in an abandoned building where the only access is from the sky and just. jumping. freefalling. extending your wings at the last second and dodging around buildings or trees
who needs rollercoasters when you can just do dangerous stunts thousands of feet in the air
dont need money for transportation when you can just fly
imagine soaring above the clouds??? holy shit
don’t ever have to settle down. can live a nomadic lifestyle, live in caves or abandoned buildings, then take off with your flock to find a new place to settle down for a bit.
hhhhhhh wings
cons of having giant wings;
???
might have to alter some clothing.
no one like literally nobody at all:
me: what if angels emit ionizing radiation
Do you remember what it was like to hold stars in our hands? How it felt to have galaxies under our wings?
Teen angels living human lives studying for finals till 3am, texting eachother wishing and reminding eachother of their previous power. Teen angels wearing flowercrowns in place of their halos; the gentle petals resting a top of their heads in an attempt to replace the shining glory that previously stood. Teen angels taking long car-rides on freeways with the Windows down to mimic flying during summer days, arms outstretched and eyes shut; wind in their hair, sun on their face. Teen angels meeting up at midnight watching the stars on a clear night reminiscing their glory days, telling tales to outdo eachother, knowing they have college the next morning, with a half written assignment on their desk left because they felt homesick.
i miss sharing food & holding hands & accidentally brushing arms with a stranger on the public bus & also i miss kissing & laying on the grass in the sun with my friends with our limbs all tangled like kittens in a cardboard box & i miss ordering a drink at the coffee shop & stuffing an extra dollar bill into the tip jar & i miss watching movies on my friends’ couches & libraries gosh i miss libraries & that old book smell & somebody else’s notes in the margins & basically i cannot wait for all this to be over & i will never take ANYTHING for granted ever again & i am so in love with the world and the interconnectedness of it all & everything feels so detached and solitary right now & when everything is back to normal i will be so happy
I ship friendships.
Tagged by: davekat-armada-of-ships Name:Jack
Nickname: JackMan
Birthday: January 8th
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual?
Height: Around 5"8'
Favorite color: Either Red or Black, difficult to decide.
What time and date is it there: 8:50pm 14/11/14(dd/mm/yy)
Average hours of sleep I get: Around 6-8
number: 21
Last thing I googled: Batman arkham knight
First word that comes to mind: PCHOOO
What I last said to a family member: See ya lateeerrr.
One place that makes me happy: My room.
How many blankets I sleep under: 1
Fav. character: Iron Man (Tony Stark)
Favorite beverage: Coffee
Favorite food: Spaghetti bolognese
Last movie I watched in the Cinema: HTTYD 2
Dream Vacation: A short trip around some of America I think(Though I'm not really one for going off on trips)
Dream wedding: Never thought about, and I can't seem to think of much right now. So long as I was happy and my spouse was then it's all good.
Dream pet: If we're talking mythical creatures included; dragon. If not then some kind of big cat, not sure which, I'd have to look into it.
Dream Job: Graphic designer or blacksmith.
Tag:Anyone that follows me that can be bothered.
I hate liking poetry and not being able to write it, I’ve always been good with stories (writes a hell a lot for assessments + gets invested real fast) and the only poetry I’m able to write is ‘be gay do witchcraft’
It just makes me sad that some people are 100% normal and pleasant when you speak to them.
Then, out of the blue, they just say something very racist or misogynistic for no reason. You're a decent person, why can't you put more thought into what you share with those around you? Why can't you be considerate? I really don't want to be around people like this anymore.
Okay can someone back me up on this. I'm not an expert I'm just a regular spectator and I genuinely do NOT understand why Timothee Chalamet is a popular actor. I think he is really bad at acting. He is boring, has 2 facial expressions, does not convey any sort of emotion through his performances. I thought it was just a personal bias because he is one of those famous people that just sort of annoys me, so I did not think my opinion was fair. However, after watching 4/5 movies he is in Im pretty sure he just sucks. I find Jennifer Lawrence annoying but I recognize her talent. What do people see in this dude?
I wish I could bury the past with a big shovel and take a fat nap on the mound knowing it will never haunt me again.
Isn't it so sad that once you become an adult you're no longer allowed to cry, even if you're very upset? It's only permissible in very specific situations. Otherwise you're just a nuisance.
God forbid you make somebody else uncomfortable with your feelings. And I get it! You gotta toughen up, that's part of life! But isn't it so tiring? Isn't it exhausting to keep up appearances? To come up with excuses, wait till you get home so you can have a quiet sniffle in the privacy of your bathroom and then go to sleep? I'm 21, I can't cry just because someone screamed at me, but like, I wish I could, not gonna lie.. I certainly want to, because it sucks like it sucked when I was 15.
They should invent an ace tag that isnt filled to the brim with porn accounts