#angel**

[murgoten]

rebellious angel 😇

[kociamieta]

long time no see

[orphelia4]

See the angel's might

[swagvo1d]

[megafavna]

forest spirit

[trans-rights-coastalmangoes]

@stefisdoingthings

[duckomartinah]

" 𝐻𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒, ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙’𝑠. 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠. 𝑈𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟 𝐶𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑦’𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑. "

I'm very very happy to show you the latest commission I worked on, a very tender scene from "Feeling Love" a fic by Storyteller of the Forest on Ao3

I'm leaving you the link to the complete fic, I promise it's worth it 🧡

✨️ https://archiveofourown.org/works/53360233/chapters/135049270

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

❤.

[grapejuicenharry]

Angel blurb

warnings: titty sucking, kissing, smut, 18+

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆ . ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶. ⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶ ⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶

The morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains. Casting a golden glow on their skin as they slept peacefully. The early rays brightened the room, causing Harry to groan as the light pulled him from sleep. Harry blinked, opening his eyes, and rubbed the drowsiness with his knuckles as he glanced to his left, where Y/N slept peacefully. He adjusted his body slightly, positioning himself so the light wouldn’t disturb her.

She looked adorable, her eyes wide shut, pink lips slightly parted with deep puffs of air. Her hair was a beautiful, messy halo on her pillow, their legs tangled together under the sheet, as if molded with each other.

Harry wasn’t sure how long he had been watching—maybe ten, maybe thirty minutes—when she finally stirred, mumbling some words he couldn’t quite make out as she groggily blinked her eyes open. He thought she looked too cute. A smile spread across his face looking at her. 

“Hi, good morning.” She whispers, her voice raspy with sleep, staring at him with her doe eyes. 

“G’morning, baby.” Harry replied, his deep voice. Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine at the sound. She stretched her arm with a small moan, earning an even wider smile from him. 

“Why are you smiling?” She asked, giving him a playful side-eye, amusement curling at her own lips. 

Harry shook his head, sliding his arm around her waist and pulling her closer.

"You just look too adorable.” He whispers while attaching their lips together.

Y/N gasped softly, holding back her moan as she kissed him back. Harry always woke her up this way—with kissing her or her pussy. She was a happy woman either way. 

“You’re the more adorable one.” Y/N muttered, pulling back slightly, while squishing his face playfully. He let out a chuckle at her silliness.

“Let me kiss you more,” Harry whispered while trailing his nose along her neck, prepping soft kisses there. “You smell so good." He breathed. It seemed like he was lost in his own world, mumbling sweet words in her skin while breathing her scent. His leg was nestled between hers. Y/N instinctively squeezed when he sucked a sensitive spot. Her pussy clenching, already aroused. 

Threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled his face up to meet her eyes. He tried kissing her again, only to let out a whine when Y/N gently moved her face to the side. Not wanting to kiss him again without brushing her teeth, he ended up kissing her jaw instead while groaning.

  ༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

A soft breeze drifted in through the window. Y/N gasped at the cool wind brushed against her skin through the thin white top. Her nipples pebbled instantly, goosebumps covering her soft skin. The blanket, tangled around their legs, did nothing to protect her from the breeze.

Harry glances over at her chest, his eyes darkening at the sight of her perky tits, the outline of her nipples clearly visible through her top. He had always fantasized about those gorgeous pair of tits—the perfect ones. He loved everything about them—the way they fit perfectly in his hands, so giggly, how plush and soft they were when he used them as pillows, and especially how they felt when he sucked on them. He was definitely a tits guy.

Harry gently ghosted his fingers through her goosebumps-covered neck, trailing to her nipples, which were visible through the translucent fabric. He gently traced circles around it, not touching them directly. He kissed just below her ear, while gently nipping at it. She shivers at all the sensation. Her nipples growing even more perkier and tingly.

He gently pinched one of them between his thumb and forefinger. Y/N whimpered at the sensation, her body responding immediately as her arousal built, her underwear going damp. Harry watched her face, loving the way her eyes fluttered shut, her mouth falling open in a soft moan. The moment quickly turned into a heated one. 

“God, you are so sensitive, aren’t you?” He whispered, moving to the other nipple and giving it the same attention, gently rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers, then he leaned down, his mouth hovering over the fabric-covered bud before sucking it softly. “A-ah, Harry” She breathes, closing her eyes and getting lost in the pleasure. Her nipples were always so responsive to his touch. She could already feel her wetness pooling between her thighs.

Harry continued switching between the two; he alternates between licking, sucking, and occasionally pinching them. The light brown color of her nipples clearly see through the damp t-shirt now.

Y/N’s back arches off the bed as he makes her gasp with each flick of his tongue. She can now feel her arousal dipping to her thighs, a slow build that has her squirming beneath him. 

Harry gently lifts her damp top, exposing her bare chest to the cool air, and gently blows on her wet nipples, earning a loud moan from her while she threads her fingers through his hair. "Fuck"

Her plump, plushy breasts jiggle as he moves forward, kneading them between his hands, the areolae glistening with his spit. His nose skims along the skin between her breasts before letting them dangle in front of his face. He lets them bounce against his cheeks while softly pressing kisses along the area. He thinks he could cum just by playing with them.

“You look so pretty like this, baby." He murmurs in her ear, squeezing one of her breasts in his large hand. Her nipples hardened even more at his words. The soft praise sending shivers down her spine. He uses his finger to lazily trace circles over her nipple before taking it in his mouth again and sucking it harder this time. 

Y/N’s eyes squeezed shut, her head falling back against the pillow. “Harry please.”

She whimpered, her voice a desperate plea as she squeezed her legs together, seeking relief from the ache building between them. She didn’t realize how close she was until now. Her body was trembling with need. 

“What do you want, sweetheart?” Harry murmured against her skin, “tell me.”

He can tell she is close. He looks up at her, meeting her eyes as he takes her nipple deeper in mouth, his free hand trailing down her body, close to her underwear, and stopping just above her waistband. 

“I want to cum; I’m so close.” She breathes out, clutching the sheets tightly beneath her as she rocked her hips against his thigh, trying to find a bit of friction. Her body tightening, tingling with every gentle suck and flick of his tongue. 

“Go ahead, cum for me, baby." The vibration from his voice, shooting straight to her core. He starts prepping kisses around her areola and nipping a soft patch on her breast, leaving her a hickey. “Show me how good it feels.” 

He blows another cool breath on her nipples and starts drawing circles with his tongue and fingers. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down; he knows she is on the edge, just from this. 

It hits her suddenly, her body jerking as her back arches. She feels the wave of pleasure crash over her as she cries out his name, clutching the sheets as she rides out her orgasm. Harry keeps going, drawing out every bit of pleasure until she is gasping and trying to catch her breath. 

He finally pulls back, lips curling into a satisfied smirk as he looks down at her flushed, blissed-out face. Y/N was still trying to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling, her eyes opening to meet his gaze. Harry’s expression softened. 

Leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. “You did so good, love,” he murmurs, his voice comforting. Y/N blushes while resting her head on his chest. He pulls her closer, tucking her under his chin. His arms wrapped tightly around her as they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. 

[pazlascabezas]

COMMISSIONS OPEN

commissions are open btw

[wonlis]

angel of stars!!!

[pinkiepig]

“Phone” 1/3

Next

I just wanted to see them interact with pretty colors we’ll see how this goes. ;;

[blinddreams24]

Angel Killer reminded me of this thing I drew like a year ago

I doubt Demon Killer would stammer but the idea is still funny to me

y'know those little angel/demon killer's that were made?

can their hand swords turn into things....like guns-

I’d like to think they’re capable of it, yeah

But both agree that they much prefer blades instead. It’s more satisfying to cut and hack than to shoot.

[another-good-girl]

Maybe I should have been an angel for Halloween

[jinxyarty]

An original drawing today, since the winged lion inspired me to draw more winged being.