angels are naturally anxious creatures, support your local divine being by wrapping them in warm towels to give the impression of clouds.
talking about flying and trying to explain to people that YOU HAVE MEMORIES OF FLYING WITH YOUR OWN WINGS is very complicated and sad because I wanna geek out about flying with someone
being an angel yet not being religious in any sort of way yet being obsessed with the idea of worshiping and being a devotee to some sort of god is such a strange feeling. i crave devotion and worship.
actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
Oh, to feel My wings again…
it’s “everyone deserves love and respect” and “be yourself!!” until the person standing in front of you feels comfortable enough to look you dead in the eyes and tell you they aren’t human
I wish to wrap you in My Wings, to comfort you, to Heal you.
Not to be a lost, forsaken fallen angel on main but what if I swore my eternal devotion to you in exchange for the privilege of sitting at your feet and resting my cheek on your leg, staring up at a being so majestic, so otherwordly and glorious and powerful, with eyes that radiate divinity of such magnitude it ignites my skin afire and make my heart bleed with religious ecstasy.
Haha, I'm kidding, of course! Of course I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I'm ki
If I had a tail I'd wrap it around yours when we sit together. If u even care
thinking about alterhumans doing daily tasks is so funny like wdym dragons drive to work??? wdym LITERAL GODS go GROCERY SHOPPING??
I want to fly far away
I want to lay in the dirt
I want to recharge my battery
I want to bear my fangs
I want to sharpen my claws
I want to ascend to another plain
I want to transform
I want to become
I am myself
I want to prove it