This, Too, Is An Angel

i drawed again. wing anatomy

albino deer ♡

(print ☆)

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 .

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

Look at you! You made a meal all by yourself, even did the prep!

I'm so proud of you!

Good job♡

Taking pics of the wildflowers before the lawnmowers eat them 🥹🫰🏿

🪽self-care ideas for an angel! ☁️

it's been mentioned to me before that raspberries and other fresh fruit help, so dependin' on where you live you could maybe pick up some foraging skills, or otherwise pick some up, maybe learn to make some preserves and all (and fragrances. always with the fragrances, if you aren't allergic or otherwise sensitive to them)

i'd think that cloudwatching would be nice! take some time to ground yourself outdoors on a sunny day for it.

generally grounding yourself, taking time outdoors to meditate and find beauty in the world around you, even in the little things!

if it's within your capabilities and you see yourself as that kind of angel, maybe you could take up volunteering, or community gardening, or something like that?

or you could garden by yourself, if that doesn't appeal. if you can in your area, maybe a pollinator garden, or if you can't you could find some herbs to nurture indoors. or even just like... an aloe vera plant. those guys live forever.

if lying in clouds appeals to you, then definitely lots of soft fluffy things. maybe decor in your room to remind you of home in general, whatever that may mean to you.

i'm always gonna support journaling in some way or another. like i've said before, unsent letters, fond memories, meditations, they're all great options to help you connect with yourself, and maybe, if applicable, help you on the journey to finding your purpose here on earth

maybe you could pick up calligraphy or illumination (or both)! there's plenty of resources on the matter, it's a nice artistic endeavor and it at least strikes me as something that could be angelic

find music that connects you to your kintype! it doesn't have to be gospel, if that's not your thing. i'd think orchestral pieces and wind instruments might be comforting!

sing and hum to your heart's content, too! iirc angels are part of a choir? and even besides that, i tend to think of their voices as being pretty melodic

lavender and rose flavored/scented things also strike me as angelic, personally. general soft, floral things like that. honey, too. of course, bear any allergies you have in mind! (maybe milk and honey?)

when i miss my wings as a grackle, i like wearing things with oversized sleeves. for you, flowy might work better, but you get the idea! i often cocoon myself in things, too, and stretch my arms kinda dramatically, imagining that i'm stretching my wings out.

im not really doing my job very well rn, I'm not very good @ comforting like I should be, I can't keep u safe. But don't worry about me, I'll do the best I can @ the only things I can do, I'll hold down the fort here while u go. take care dear, they won't sway me

To exist is to rot. There is no life without rot. There is no being without rot. You are rot in essence. You are eternal because rot is eternal.

You are rotted and that makes you most beautiful.

I miss my wings, Tails. I miss them a lot