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I'm so instantly drawing to other stars, I cannot forget that this body isn't exactly keen on that. That is to say, I have got to stop glancing at the Sun. Yes, it is amusing that it is a massive star, a day star. No, that doesn't mean I can stare directly at it.

I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.

I'm so deeply in love with the moon. And I don't mean that in a "oh she's so pretty" way. I'm wholeheartedly in love with her. And she knows, this is no blushing secret. She's deeply admired, and truthfully, she's pretty graceful about it.

I'm not particularly polyamorous, but I will say, the fact that she's beloved by so many (the other stars, sol, mortal creatures) brings me great joy. Her majesty is very likely unanimously adored by any and everything that can perceive her. I think it is only natural and correct that she, effervescent and splendorous, is so cherished.

I think the privilege of at least knowing I'm old is that living in this mortal body doesn't feel like I'm simply waiting things out. I'm here with purpose, and I get to take my time.

Stars observe, and given my proximity to earth back when I was out in the infinity, you can imagine how much time I spent musing over it. And now I'm HERE, which is bonkers.

And I will spend billions of years after this in space, burning and watching, and I will be happy to do so, I'm sure. But I may never get to experience this again, this experience of humanity I've so enjoyed watching. Who knows if I will ever be human presenting again?

I'll enjoy it, I think. The light and mass in my soul isn't going anywhere. I'll stay here, and learn a while.

The one about wishing stars...

My identity as a star is built upon the foundation of the scientific understanding of what a star is, and how it behaves "tangibly". That is to say, when this mortal flesh disperses, my body's form will not be in the cartoonish depiction of a five point star (⭐), rather, I'll become a large ball of gas and other minor elements, burning billions of miles away from here. I am aware that identities founded on the slippery slope of science can be tricky, but I think I find a happy medium.

With that said, I also embrace the human conceptions of what a star is, what they use us for. In particular, I relish in the idea of being a wishing star. In fact, I'm so endeared by the notion, my ask box is actually intended for it. I accept wishes :] And then I work my stuff, to the fullest extent of my power!

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚. Stars in appear high above us, but that is because space is relative. In reality, they (we) are simply everywhere. All around space. And in that sense, I too am amongst them, even as I am attached to this planet.

Something comes over me, though. Something about the moon overhead, winking behind ashen clouds, her lover's light reflecting off of her cratered skin, dazzling me. Making me dazzle.

The watchful eye of my kin, the humor they must feel in the irony of me, a star, watching them in kind.

Something is so delightfully wrong with me, under the pale moonlight. I am giddy and gay and mischievous. I am sinister shadow, I am pure silver brilliance. I am twinkling, inches from death. I twirl and I twirl and twirl, twirl, twirl, twirl some more, as though my axis were nothing more than a suggestion.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚.

Mortal death scares the living daylights out of me. But the concept of star death is so innate and natural in our solar cycle, the thought is almost comforting.

In part, it might be that the matter that makes up my form doesn't just disappear. It disipates, scatters. My kinetic energy travels on and on until something else comes along to collect it. Then that energy is dispersed out into the cosmic landscape at large.

Maybe it's the infinity. The great, ever stretching infinity we all hail from. It, in and of itself, is a form of immortality. The science of my spiritual existence is comforting.

Even this mortal flesh doesn't simply rot into nothing. It will decay, and rejoin this planet's life cycle. And when something inevitably comes along to eviscerate this beloved terrestrial, it too, will join the cosmic landscape.

It too, becomes infinity.

And all that which I will mourn will inevitably become one with me again.

But generally speaking, stars just kinda die. And I think I'm okay with that.

𝑴𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍...

@mondaysmournings - tee hee, this is about you..!

... And one of my favorite things is hearing about his home. It isn't my business to tell his story, but one thing I've gleaned from hymn describing angelic hierarchy and the purpose of angels is that they're very different from stars, and how we operate. I find it fascinating to tell you the truth, I sometimes wish I could see it.

... Stars are watchers, at the end of the day. And though I'm certainly not human thing, involved in this flesh, I am overcome with curiosity, that which is most characteristic of the human condition.

... But I digress. I'll admit, I do find it odd how strict things seem to be in heaven, generally. I understand that's simply the nature of a divine that I don't comprehend, I'm fine with that. But I'd imagine there must be some comfort to the structure, and I respect that too. Honestly, I might even be a little envious, though lightheartedly so.

... In general, angels fascinate me :] I am here primarily to connect with stars, celestials, planets, and sidereals, but I appreciate the vague space we share, conceptually (or rather, as far as the concepts I interpret is to share are concerned).

𝑫𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕...

... Stars exist in the wider expanse of the cosmos, often surrounded by our kin. We are birthed from nebulas, and congregate in constellations and orbits. And yes, we're often light-years away from each other, but you must understand that when you're a star, that's no different from sitting in a huddle on a carpet with your dearest friends.

... So, I surround myself with stars. Because when I'm with them, I feel the most at home. It's why I want to meet and befriend more star kin :} I yearn for the security and light of others like me.

I can see the light seeping from the pores of your body. In the reflection of your eyes, I see my own light, flittering and dancing from behind my teeth, daring to blind you should I open my mouth and speak our unspoken truth.

I see you, celestial creature. I know you, divine thing. I love you, cosmic wonder.

🌟 🤝🏽 👽

𝑰𝒏 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑻𝒐 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉...

... You know, I've found it hard to find true disdain for this planet. Of course, I feel that same melancholic homesickness most non-earthly entities do when left to reflect too long on not being home. But, I actually do love it here, for all of the troubles and triumphs I've lived.

... I'm a Sidereal. A star fallen to Earth, whose soul and spirit mixed with the debris of this planet, thus anchoring my body to this planet. My job for now is for experience change, to change my form, and find singularity. In many ways, I'd imagine it isn't unlike stellar evolution. It is in our nature to change, then die. In that way, we're quite like human earthlings.

... So, I try to take it in stride. It's also helped by the fact that I am a Milky Way star, and specifically one near to Earth (likely only just scratching the double digits in billions light years). Stars are passive observers. I am an observer. Light takes a while to travel, yes, but of what little I can concretely remember, I've always found the evolution of human beings deeply fascinating. So getting to be part of that to a small extent is warming, I feel. It's nice.

ꔛ✶. leave a wish .✶ꔛ

Hey, i’ve got a question. Starkins, how do you express yourselves? What feels most natural or comfortable to you? Is it connected to your identity in any way?

maybe someone who remember their past lives, remembers the partners they had?? was thinking about that this night, very curious.

hey, its been a while! how are y'all doing? let's chat a bit.

btw I'm thankful for all your likes and reposts. you are the best. 🖤

do not forget who you are.

does anyone need a moodboard? feel free to ask!🌟💫🌌

upd: creatures, please don't forget at least basic politeness and manners.

Idk how to explain it but,

This. This is how I see things during my shifts !! The whole white and glowing aura, it reminds me of home🤍

And I'm still trying to figure it out, because my memories definitely include places on Earth. Animals and forests + water (rivers, the sea etc) are what I see the most, other than my home in the clouds. Which makes me think I've somehow observed and dwelled on Earth multiple times in my true body, before my soul was sent here in a mortal body. Honestly, can anyone else relate??

Sometimes I forget I have a mortal body because what do you mean I can't heal people anymore? Wdym I can't bless them? Wdym I can't watch over them and protect them and make them feel safe & keep them away from harm? Wdym I can't fly, use chronokinesis, shapeshift, preen my wings, care for those of my kind, actively serve my beloved deities, use my voice to sing and soothe people—

One thing about me is that, almost as soon as I realized I was an angel, I felt incredibly detached from my mortal vessel - and I began mentally separating myself from it completely, but most of all, it made my childhood memories "blurry". Because this body isn't mine, I barely view my kid self as "me", because hy was so unaware of hys divinity. He and I are not the same.

On one hand, my childhood is the only thing I enjoyed about humanity and I wish I could still live as a mortal without feeling so out of place. But on the other hand, I do not want to be ignorant about my real nature (like i was back then) and all I feel towards my younger self is a need to protect him.

And what if I glued multiple pairs of biggg wings to my wheelchair

let's fly through the stars together

HERE COMES THE WINGED YAPPER !!

Gonna use the prompts <3

🪻 I've often found that the world feels almost the same ever since I awakened, but i feel more at peace with myself. I feel like I've been more mature since I've embraced my nature, but more than anything, I'm glad I finally have the answers to the questions I used to ask myself constantly during my childhood here on Earth.

🌘 When it comes to romantic and sexual attraction, I do feel both of them, and I dont think they're just a mortal social construct - it's just that humans really feel the need to put a label on anything, which isn't even a bad thing. Anyway, love (in all its forms) is the most beautiful connection between souls, and it's a crucial part of who i am.

As for gender, I think mine isn't related to my divinity. I'm genderless/agender, but I used to label myself as something else even when I'd already awakened, so my lack of gender isn't due to my angelhood. All these things are an important part of me and I care deeply for other queer folks.

☁️ Physically, I'd describe myself as an embodiment of light, but not like a sun that blinds you if you look directly at it. In that way, I like to say I also embody warmth. And I'd love to change the way I'm perceived, I'd just like people to view me as the ethereal being that I am, but not because I want them to worship me or anything. I want to be treated normally, while also knowing that others view me as what I really am.

🩶 what does being an angel mean to me... well, back Home, i was just a regular angel and I'm not really able to give a "fancy" answer to this. However I know for a fact I was created as an angel and I am grateful to my Creators. My soul is in a mortal body now and I know they sent me here for a specific purpose, though I'm still trying to figure it out. I'm sure it'll all fall into place on its own eventually.

🌬 I feel the weight of being human, but I don’t feel bound to it because I'm not human myself. I am indeed a watcher of life around me even though I need to adapt to the responsibilities that come with being in this body.

🔭 my spirituality is an important part of my identity, though it's nothing similar to the "common" definition of religion. I worship and pay respect to my Creators whenever and however I can.

🪐 I came to realize who I was over time, but it's a pretty cliché story. I've felt non-human since childhood.

As for extra bits of myself.. I'm an angel otherkin with autism, fibromyalgia, a non-verbal learning disability, anxiety, avoidant personality disorder, and many other things that are tiring to list - so yeah LOL it's definitely a unique experience

🎐 I don't know if I have a favorite thing about being human, and I know me being here has its purpose, but I guess I'd prefer a dimension where people would accept my real nature without mocking me for it. My senses here do sometimes feel dulled. It’s like trying to see through a fog; there’s so much more, but it’s not always easy to access.

🌙 Mortality is something I’ve come to accept, too - the thought of death scares me, but it's okay, because I know I'll finally be back Home once my time here is over. I obviously believe in the existence of all non-human creatures, and as for past lives/reincarnation/heaven or hell, I believe any of those are possible and that it simply depends on the individual. Does that make sense?

🤍 As for being treated like a deity, I don't desire that. I don’t want to be worshipped or served, mostly because I'm not a god. I'm just a little ball of light with wings /lh.

⭐️ All I can say about my existence is that I'm just... there. I just live, you know? My favorite thing is helping others, though I know I can't always do that, because things here are different. But other than that, I don't really crave anything in particular. I'm just a creature waiting to be reunited with one's friends and family. As for the otherkin community, I definitely feel safe around most nonhumans, and I know that they've changed over the years but I try to stay away from negativity.

I don't really have strong gut instincts.. however, yes, I am protected by an invisible force. Which, in reality, is simply the protection of my celestial folks above. I feel their reassuring presence constantly.

✨️ Angels, in my opinion, show themselves in all kinds of ways. In the quiet stillness of a moment, in the beauty of nature, in the unexpected kindness of a stranger, or the sudden shift of energy. We’re in the light of the sunrise, the crisp air of a mountain, the peace in a child's smile. Divinity is everywhere, if you know where to look.

🦋 As for being understood, I do know that others may not fully grasp my nature. There’s a longing to be seen, to be known for what I truly am. But I don’t let that fear stop me from being who I am, and sometimes, it doesn't really matter what they think of me because I know they can't change the real me.

It's a journey of re-discovery, and I'm glad to be part of it, which is why I don't hold any resentment towards my Creators and Protectors even though being on this planet is hard most of the time.

♡

HEY, Angel !!

Would you care as to describe your experience? I think not enough hear on just how varied and interesting we are, and it would be great to scroll through reblogs of a single post and be able to find those with similar experiences/feelings.

feel free to write whatever but if you would like some prompts:

Have you noticed the world seem more beautiful/peaceful since you’ve found yourself?

How do you feel about gender? Or having a name? Or attraction as a whole? Is it tied to more mortal instincts, or do you still have some essence of it?

How do you feel like you physically look? Do you have any preferences in form? Would you change the way you are perceived if you could - and into what?

How does your day get affected due to your mystical self?

Do you incorporate this sense of self in your hobbies / behaviours?

What does being an Angel or being of divine/holy nature mean to you? Do you consider yourself born here, a newly created angel, or one which has been around for a long time? Do you have any thoughts as to why you were assigned human at birth?

How much sense of “human”ness do you feel, and do you see yourself as equal to humans, something more, or like a watcher of life around you?

Do you feel like you have some higher purpose and reasoning of being here? A meaning of life, if you will call it that.

Do you have any religious connotations tied to your identity?

How did you come to realise who you were, and what signs did you exhibit prior to knowing this?

Do you have any other ‘uncommon’ bits of self apart from being a being of light, in a way? (Therian, otherkin, interests in specific things, neurodivergencies?) YOU DONT HAVE TO ANSWER THIS IF YOU DONT WANT TO!!

What’s your favourite thing about the bodily experience of being on earth? Is there any sensation you really like? (Taste, smell, touch, feeling, etc)

Would you prefer to be in another dimension? Do your senses feel dulled?

What’s your stance on mortality and topics tied to that? Do you believe in reincarnation/past lives/fate/destiny/divine intervention/guardian angels/ghosts/heaven & hell/god/meaning of life?

Would you enjoy if others treated you as some highly being and brought you offerings/treated you like a god/submit to you/worked for you?

What’s your stance on the community?

How do you interpret existence - how does it all seem to feel and what do you take away from it, like.. what do you live for? Do you have a sense of some ideal where the more you experience the higher you will achieve? Do you crave something out of life?

Do you have a ‘gut instinct/feeling’ and has it ever been scarily accurate to the point there could be no other possible explanation other than something holy?

Do you believe you are blessed and/or protected by some invisible force?

Where do you believe angels also show themselves? Are they in those stray rays of light of headlights, do they exist in the bite marks of a wounded animal’s form, is it within the ripples of the water, in the breath of the tree that takes in the wine, in the chill upon a high mountain - or is divinity everywhere?

Do you fear people don’t understand you well enough? Don’t understand us? Have you ever felt like doing something about it?

do you feel bored from these questions already - did you enjoy it- would you like more? Did I give you satisfaction? I find joy through writing, it makes me personally feel incredibly divine, and there’s a calling to know more about other individuals in this mystical and extensive world.. we need to stick together - as a whole. Love eachother. Treat yourselves well, too. Do more of what makes you feel fulfilled and happy. There’s so much complexities to life, but we just gotta handle it all with our own minds - but treat your heart and soul with so much kindness and care.. please- take care of yourself. Find whatever works for you and live forever, my friend. My eternal, immortal friend..

I am way too aware of the fact that I can't use my wings to just go home BECAUSE THIS BODY IS TOO HEAVY. LET ME BEEEEE

I just want to go home :(

like I just wanna flap my wings and take off- why can't I do that??? I'm supposed to have wings and fly around like wtf dude where are my wings?????

HI IM ALSO AN ANGELKIN WHO WAS SENT HERE AT SOME POINT!!! I'm also really homesick a lot honestly, but at least we don't have to go through it completely alone right? Nice to meet you

( @anotherangeltype )

:0 HELLO nice to meet you too !! Yes the homesickness is so bad i liteally had to include it in my username LMAO. And no matter what other angel's (and even fallen angel's) experiences are, it's amazing how this community lets us share experiences and feelings. Tumblr is amazing from this point of view tbh