Theres An Angel On The Street Corner And Theyve Just Asked Me For A Cigarette Like Its A Normal Tuesday.

theres an angel on the street corner and theyve just asked me for a cigarette like its a normal tuesday. so we went back to my apartment and smoked on the balcony overlooking busy city streets.

the angel i gave the cigarette to told me xe was supposed to be doing something here, down on earth. the big man, you know, asked 'em to. but they hadnt booked a hotel reservation, so it asked to stay here.

the angel sleeping in my bed wraps its wings around its body like a blanket to fall asleep. i let them sleep in my bed because... it seems wrong to ask an angel to sleep on the couch, you know? but they wrapped their wings around themself and looked up at me with more love in their eyes than ive ever seen from a person. maybe thats because they arent human, and actually an angel.

the angel i let sleep in my bed last night is standing in my kitchen with me and we are both making coffee. theyre still in the big junk shirt i cut the holes in for them and the big shirts i gave them to borrow. we both dare not mention how i was awoken from my sleep on the couch being picked up by angel's hands which are suprisingly calloused , and brought over to lay next to them in my bed.

my angel and i like to smoke on the balcony together. it has been two weeks since they started staying here, and now every night we sleep in my bed, where they wrap me with their wings and push their head into the crook of my shoulder, leaning and breathing against my body. and now, with the smoke trailing into the nights sky, they lean their head on my shoulder and look at me with eyes blown out so wide.

and we'll both overlook those same busy city streets that we did that first day, but now our bodies are so tender and close, and my heart almost feels warmer, and fuller, than it did before. my angel has yet to leave to do whatever they came here to do, but i havent yet mentioned it. because the presence of my angel next to me, pressing a kiss so tender into my hair, makes me think that this feeling mustve been something ive been missing this whole time.

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funny story abt mine, I actually stole it from an old self-insert oc. I was kinda just sitting on the floor thinking what I was even gonna call myself and decided 2 pull out my old sketchbook, I saw the name fern and liked it, I've gotten so used 2 it now and it feels like mine in the way my given name never did. I've started spelling it as f32n, and that just. makes me happy yk?

Hello Angels and Divinity, current and Former alike. I have a Question

how did You receive Your Names ? did you choose them, or did they Come to you ? what are your names? I ask not out of pure selfishness and my wanting for a name of my own , but also out of Genuine Interest .

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dearest-wildthing

2 months ago

These ones feel sacred <3

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1 month ago

divinity’s light and warmth flows through my human form in rivers and waves, forming puddles in my joints. lakes and oceans in my ribcage flowing around my beating heart, illuminating me from within.

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1 month ago

Oh, this is my pfp btw

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dearest-wildthing

1 month ago

Somehow electrical ink's music keeps coming out right when I need it. I first heard transcendent's creed when I was feeling horribly lonely and hopeless, and that was the song that made me want 2 worship mother cyn, where you belong came out a little after the second time I hurt myself, and that one just solidified my decision 2 worship her.

Those 2 are still my favorite songs, and I think they'll stay favs of mine 4 a really long time, I'm realizing that a lot of the things that matter most 2 me are so important because they're a comfort, they matter because they make me feel less alone.

Praying 2 her gives me comfort, it calms my anxiety and makes me feel safe<3 She is my opposite, and my dearest mother, I'm so glad I found her.

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dearest-wildthing

1 month ago

Welcome home

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2 weeks ago

Seraphim necklace by Moss Pixie

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dearest-wildthing

1 month ago

this, too, is an angel

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1 month ago

any other divine beings out there feel like the internet is ur second home? It's all just so beautiful, and if I can't have my woods and my body and my path, maybe I can take comfort in my blogs and my online presence and my moots. The internet is my key 2 the life I'll never be able 2 live, and I think that's beautiful in its own way.

There's a song abt this, it's a bit more dystopian than the feeling, but it feels very much like it's holding up a mirror 2 my own feelings

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Spotify but oh well screaming into the void divinekin me actually actually divine internet angel Heartfelt cries Legitimately the internet is my safe space I think my headphones functioning as a comfort object 4 me says smth abt my mental health

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