#user: angel

[purrvaire]

they're so in love im gonna throw up real quick

[lollabunni]

͏ ͏

ׁ  ׅ  ⊹  ☆ິ ʕ-͡-ʔ ׁ 𓈒✟✿ ♬

✭  𝆬    angel    ♪   ♰  𝅼    ׁ  ⊹  ︖  🍮

꩜   ࣪   ｡   ᩙ    †   ❀ ✟ິ     ׁ doll    𑂴   ˖  

͏ ͏

[amartelo]

♫♪˙▽˙♫♪ ⠀⠀

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

꒰ঌᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ໒꒱

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

·*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙

( っ •‌ᜊ•‌ )う

[dopepoisonivyoncrack]

"Astarion slaying Cazador" - Study inspired by St. Michael slaying the Devil statue by Giuseppe Antonio Lomuscio

Traditional art, colored pencils on A4 paper

[stars-bean]

Charlie's Angels (2000) dir. McG

[lorittas]

　　　｡　୨　♡　𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒　𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑠　♡　୧　｡

　　innocent / innocence ♡　　iridescence ♡　　

　　kiss(able) ♡　　kitten / kitty ♡　　

　　lace / lacy ♡　　lady ♡　　lamb ♡　　lilac ♡

　　lily ♡　　little ♡　　lip(s) ♡　　linger ♡　　

　　love(ly) ♡　　love ♡　　lover(s)♡　　

　　milk ♡　　miss ♡　　misty ♡　　music ♡　　

　　peach ♡　　pearl ♡　　petal ♡　　

　　perfect ♡　　poem / poet(ry) / poetic ♡　

　　pretty ♡　　primer ♡　　princess ♡　　

　　pudding ♡　　pure / purity ♡　　powder ♡　

　　ribbon ♡　　roseate ♡　　rosebud ♡　　

　　saccharin(e) ♡　　satin ♡　　sheep ♡　　

　　silk ♡　　sleepy / sleeping ♡　　slipper ♡　　

　　sugar(y) ♡　　sugarcoat ♡　　suave ♡　　

　　swan ♡　　sweet(heart / ness) ♡　　

　　veil ♡　　velvet ♡　　waltz ♡　　

　　woodland ♡　　wool ♡　　

[jinstronaut]

plaidkook, for @jiniekook happy birthday, san! ♡♡♡ (cr. dwellingsouls)

[gossippool]

it's the way this shot of wade had me in such a chokehold that i had to write a whole fic about it. one thing about me is that when i write about wade from logan's pov it's really just my pov. anyway excuse me while i go stare at this for another five hours

[flintbian]

There's a disabled angel in good omens 🥺

[esoea]

ᰋ⠀ ۫⠀ ִ⠀ USERNAMES IDEAS ִ ⠀ ♡⠀ 𓈒

glorifying ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ inocenture ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀flustrares

chinoise ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ fleures ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ arumes⠀

mistyial ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ orphical ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀myosotism

unreales ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀otopias ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ monetoile

[cuarjzos]

⠀ users ☘️🎀

aurabambi ⃘ੌ ᵕ ❛⃘ੌ⁎ aurangestral

libretalunar ⃘ੌ ᵕ ❛⃘ੌ⁎ notaslunares

amuletorosa ⃘ੌ ᵕ ❛⃘ੌ⁎ orugarosa

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ aurarosacea

[hunkystephaudio]

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[atdawn]

I’m sure you have wings hidden behind your back Anyone can tell you're my angel.

[angelicpoison12]

fingers of cotton ☁︎︎ღ

MFA, PILLOWY COMFORT, TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF

you’re overstimulated at the welcome party after Charlie reopened the hotel. comfort from Angel ensues!!!

cuddling w/ the fluffy spider, autistic!reader, reader goes nonverbal, this is so self indulgent istg

- ❤︎︎ -

Angel never found himself really caring for neurodivergence. If anything, he was honestly clueless about it. He was willing to learn but found himself not giving a rat’s ass since it was never brought up around him. 

When he met you, Angel was blown away. He admired how gracious and kind you were. It was odd finding someone like that, especially in Hell. You’d wriggled your way into his heart, through the brick walls that he covered himself up with, and not a lot of people could do that. Sure, maybe he had a soft spot for others at the hotel, but you were different. 

After the successful vengeance against the angels on extermination day, once the hotel was rebuilt, Charlie decided to throw a party. Of course it couldn’t get too crazy, but it was all fun and in good nature and high spirits. 

But the lights became too bright. The music was too loud. Everyone’s voices were mingling and mixing, making you overwhelmed. You hated moments like these; when overstimulation clouded your mind, making you feel like you were ruining the party by being a little overwhelmed. 

You shuffled your way through the sea of people, finding yourself at a corner of the bar. You sat at a barstool, shaking and nearly hyperventilating. Husk noticed your anxiety and was quick to ask,  

“What’s the matter, kid? You feel sick or something?” 

You shook your head, swallowing. You tried to get out the words but had gone nonverbal, your face paling from the intensity of it all. Without warning, you sniffled, a choking noise leaving you as tears began dribbling down your cheeks. 

Husk’s eyes widened. He looked around, unsure of what to do. He was quick to snap his fingers towards Angel, signaling him to come over. Angel came over, saying,  “Look Husk, if you called me over just to bitch and moan-”  But his words were quickly shushed when he saw the state you were in, his mismatching irises widening in concern. 

Angel was quick to sit next to you at the bar, scooping you up and placing you in his lap. You whimpered and snuggled closer. Angel began tenderly stroking your hair with his upper set of arms, the other pair holding you tightly against him. He knew you needed to feel grounded during times like this.  “Shh, shh, it’s alright toots, I gotcha,”  Angel whispered, kissing your forehead. You put your face in his chest fluff, dampening the fur a little, but Angel didn’t mind at all. He continued to pet your hair, the music and voices muffled by the fluff that consumed your face. Not only was he soft, but he smelled like vanilla. You were glad that Angel’s cologne wasn’t too strong-it was perfect. It was a soft smell that reminded you of simpler times before you had died.  

You remained curled up in Angel’s lap. After a few minutes, he took you upstairs to your room. He closed your door, laid on your bed, and remained snuggled up beside you.  “Do ya need anything, toots? Water? A snack?”  You shook your head at both.  “Silence?”  You nodded at that. Angel took his hands out of your hair, cupping your ears and rubbing his thumbs over them, making your eyes close out of a soft sense of bliss. His thumbs were soft as they ran over the shells of your ears, gently rubbing out any tension. Your brain felt like cotton. Fuzzy, warm, and slowly melting into nothing. 

Angel stayed quiet as he kept massaging your ears. He hummed quietly, his ministrations tender. You managed to fall asleep, your cheek squished against Angel’s fluff, his thumbs rubbing your sweet little ears. He smiled and pecked your forehead lovingly, whispering,  “God I love ya, toots. Goodnight now,” 

[ojiito]

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ🦷͚͙ㅤ cigarettes and lollipops

[mw-draws]

a late birthday gift for @saydontgo, a wee drawing of Gwen Pendragon from Merlin :)