#U ANGEL

[jellyfishsempai]

“I never thought there was a path that would lead to both of us alive.”

Huge shout out to @inverted-typo for helping me draw Baz’s hairline while we yapped

[hystii]

i just made my first render!!!!!! i fucking hated blender a few months ago but because of tik tok i wanted to try to use it again and i watched a tutortial on how to render sims ---> this one <---- and it came out so good?!?!

[hinamie]

morning glory

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Ange de Carbone by Cahetel Rosier

[ato-dato]

Go on, burst every one of his bubbles why don’t you

[thethoriumreactor]

Have a meme because I have no self control

Lucifer just seems like the kinda guy who’d lose his mind over ppl being too hot (our bi short king)

I spent way too much effort on this pls like it ily 🙏

Bonus (radioapple) doodles as always (edit: I. I just realised I forgot Al’s monocle in both doodles. I am dying inside. Why did no one tell me.):

[notherpuppet]

Sloppy comic based on me and my friends conversation on my bday last week 😝🥳 this is pretty much verbatim hahaha

[holographings]

70s loumandaniel sandwich for @/DarkishGrey302 on twt <3 <3 <3

[ladamedemartel]

♚

Send me a ♚ if you like my writing

[wulfhalls]

corrupted godhood. reluctant false messiah. prophecy as a creeping all consuming malady. does the oracle see the future or make the future? the horror of trapping yourself inescapably on purpose. the chains of destiny dragging you towards the path you are fighting tooth and nail to free yourself from. there never having been a chance to begin with. no other choice to make. but making that choice regardless.

[ash-and-starlight]

humble contribution

[philzasjuicyass]

HOLY SHIT.

[sanjiaftersex]

cant stop thinking about when the strawhats were having sandwiches for breakfast and Law was like I HATE BREAD so sanji served rice cakes especially for him

[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader

mmmmm imagine satoru fucking you in front of a mirror, right.. he's holding you flush to him, his hips ramming into yours at such a tasty fucking pace oh, it feels so good. and then he goes to grab your chin to make you look at him through the reflection, thinking that he's going to see you unravel right then and there but no, no – your eyes meet his and satoru knows that you're not his plaything.

he's yours.

your lips strech into a pretty little smile, pupils blown wide as you coo at him when his hips stutter. he swears under his breath, his cock twitching inside you – you tease him for slowing down, you tempt him with your sticky words.

"c'mon, pretty boy, don't you wanna make me feel good? don't you wanna come inside, don't you wanna fill me up?"

his head is dizzy, but he'd rather die than to refuse anything you ask of him. it doesn't even matter that you're mocking him, that you're just trying to push his buttons – that only motivates him more. he wants to make you proud and he wants to take care of you. and if doing those things means that he gets to be your toy, than so be it. he fucking loves it.

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Thomas Theodor Heine, Angel (c. 1905)​​​

[ptr-sqloint]

sunset over carrion