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rollingstonesdata · 2 years
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ROLLING STONES QUOTES -Keith Richards, about the Wingless Angels (1995)
ROLLING STONES QUOTES -Keith Richards, about the Wingless Angels (1995)
The Wingless Angels, by Keith Richards*Click for MORE ROLLING STONES QUOTES THROUGH THE YEARSIn late 1995, Keith headed to his home in Jamaica intending to holiday, but instead he ended up holding recording sessions with local Rastafarian musicians and friends at his home in Point of View in the country. These musicians record religious Rastafarian music that will end up two years later as…
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softheavyheart · 10 hours
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!!!TSC SPOILER/EXCERPT!!!
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"biting the fingers that slipped pills between his lips,"
this sentence has so effortlessely wracked acheing grief throughout my body, breaking my ribs causing their sharp points to poke and prod 'round my insides causing queasiness to fester inside my stomach.
this sentence is so similar, whether intentional or not, to the quote: "don't bite the hand that feeds you", except in this case it's Jean considering biting a helping hand; however Jean would not consider biting (fighting back) a fist hurtling his way to inflict pain, he would sooner (resignedly) accept a fist than an outstretched palm because it is so otherwordly to him. He joined the Ravens at 14 (correct me if im wrong!) and has since then only known bruises and cracked ribs and shins and ankles but has never known a hug, a high-five, he doesn't even remember what his life was like before 14.
i just had to rant about this sentence because it truly broke me excuse me, *imagine me rocking back and forth in an unsteady medium rhythm in the middle of a barren-white-walled room with a singular window that's left ajar to allow the cool summer breeze to play about the room, swirling around the sheer white floor-length curtains that frame the window.
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the-eldritch-it-gay · 2 years
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I was seized by inspiration to write smth about Abjid and this is all I got.
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mimiri22-6 · 3 months
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I would like to make an apology to all the Vaggie was an angel theorists. I had so much doubt in my heart because really? just because of how she looks? please.
I was wrong I was so wrong and every single one of you were so right O_O
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shepards-folly · 5 months
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not tagging this properly cuz its just concept sketches but I have a bad habit of deleting my art and I like these first concept doodles so well up they go
#shep arts#i didnt really do any color balancing for these first pass designs so ragh not 100% on the colors but i like these 2#I did do winged designs for everyone this go around but tbh finley and florence might end up wingless#i really like them as just a deer/faun and a cat hybrid respectively#florence would absolutely wear like cosplay wings though…. like specifically a pair that he made himself thats shitty but he’s proud of.#gonna be honest I don’t know shit about actual like colorza lore or whatever besides their names. I just went insane abt the concept lol#i love designing pretty much the same guy several times…#anyway other notes for future design attempts… ‘m considering making frey a dragon…#i do like the concept of skeletal wings or idk i think I usually draw them with clipped wings cause something something headcanon#cant remember why exactly but my designs are inconsistent as hell anyway lol#uhh considering giving phil some angel stuff… cause phin is a demon and I do love things like that… somthjn somethin opposites#ACTUALLY WAIT I HAD A WHOLE THING ABOUT THE OPPOSITE COLOR ONES#angel n demon / good n bad / peace and violence (<- phil and phin) but i think both of them get to be morally complex as a treat so yeah#black cat and yellow bird (<- florence and fletcher) [i think they had sun and moon imagery at one point too??]#and uh tbh i forgot finley and flynns… i think it was something about like nature (finley) and technology (flynn)#frey and pheo… death and life… decay and bloom… ugh their colors aren’t opposites but out of the rainbow they’re both outliers
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thendlessvoid · 8 months
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The only downside of keeping an robot that used to be an idol is that its fans will find a way to enconter it in real life
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puzzlevision · 1 year
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Jaden Yuki being a trans girl is a good idea for me lol. It would be funny if I headcanon him as this
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saftart · 7 months
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robotdragonfanatic · 10 months
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Ok, I’m still reeling over Rastion and the fact that he’s the first wingless angel that isn’t a corpse somewhere.
I’ll try to dig a bit more into this guy’s lore/design if I can find any.
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wrathofthealmighty · 1 year
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open starter !!
grimacing, loki shifted his weight. the bandages he'd wrapped around his back and midsection earlier had started to itch. the wounds where his wings had once been had been healing up rather nicely but it was an incredibly slow process, if you asked him. he knew god had her reasons - he knew this was his penance for defying her and following bartleby so blindly ( there was a tug in his chest at the thought of his best friend that he did his best to ignore ) - but that didn't mean he couldn't complain about it a little.
“this fuckin' sucks." he grumbled, lips forming a half-pout. "being human fuckin' sucks." he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and the shift of movement caused a stab of pain in his back. "i took pain meds like half an hour ago and my back still hurts. and these bandages are itchy. this is stupid."
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taxi-davis · 1 year
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Angel, detail, ca. 1460–80, German, Wood, gilded and painted - This wingless angel playing a dulcimer probably accompanied an angelic orchestra in a scene such as the Assumption or the Coronation of the Virgin. The angel originally held hammers for hitting the strings. - The Met
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noxtivagus · 1 year
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'to the edge' 😭😭
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whumpy-galaxy · 2 years
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Wingless Angel Part 2
Not really a linear storyline quite yet but I promise I’ll try in the future!
Tags: Lady whumpee, lady whumper, collars, bit of foreshadowing :)
Reagan had always been a strong girl. Hell, she couldn’t even remember how many kids she had beat up for bullying her friends in first grade. She was never scared of the monster under her bed, she knew she could beat him in a fight. And Reagan prided herself in her strength and ability to stand up to fear.
But... had she finally let the monster under her bed overpower her? Not yet. Every day she woke up in that room in Trixie’s house, she remembered every time she was scared as a kid, and how she shook it off so easily. And Trixie could see that. Every time she looked into Reagan’s eyes, no matter how scared, beaten, or bloody she was, she always had the same fire in her eyes. That same fight. She knew she would get out some day.
The first time Trixie really noticed it, it was about a week after she had taken Reagan home. She had given the girl a few days to settle in, allowing her to roam the house freely. That night, Reagan had tried to escape through the window, not knowing that Trixie had a security system installed. She pulled the girl down from the windowsill by her collar and pushed her against the wall. Trixie couldn’t help but notice in that moment that despite how frightened she clearly was, how much she was begging Trixie to not hurt her, she still had that fight in her eyes. After seeing that, Trixie let go of her. She decided to give her one last chance. To see how far she could push this girl before completely breaking her spirit.
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threeravenspublishing · 4 months
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Catching Up on New Urban Fantasy Releases
We’ve had a couple of urban fantasies drop in the last couple weeks of 2023, and it’s about time we highlight them! An Angel Loses Her Wings Eager for an novel biblical in its scope? Look no further than Wingless by David M. James! When Joan awakens from a nightmare to find a Fallen Angel in her room, she finds out that the nightmare has just begun… One of her own, a Wingless, Heavenly Angels…
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sleepysarasaffeya · 10 months
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Baron just BARON-
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{Every image is mine.}
Baron is in his 40's, wingless angel and is also hates water so much. (Don't ask him if he didn't get a shower FOREVER.)
Bro's also a demon creating some other entities made of things. He is a secondary sibling, the first one being Vincent and the third one being Sara (self insert OC).
He is usually born without an left eye;.. Unlike the other demons;.. He does have a creepier snake form. (yes he likes snakes hsss)
[For more information; please go ask me :)]
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tswhiisftteedr · 3 months
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Wings ☆ Drabble/Really Short One Shot
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☆ Adam x Wingless Angel!Fem!Reader :
They were just so pretty, you couldn’t help but touch your boyfriend’s beautiful golden wings. And hey, what was the worst that could happen’ probably nothing too bad, right?
Warnings: Mature Content, Explicit/Graphic Language, Praise & Degradation, Adam is a bit condescending and forceful, but hey, it’s Adam we’re talking about. Oral Sex(Female Receiving), Penetrative Sex, First Time As A Couple. NOT PROOFREAD.
Words: 2330
Ask: Hi! ^^ Omg I saw that your requests are open!! I have one for Adam from Hazbin Hotel. I have a headcanon that his wings are very very sensitive and when you touch them it drives him crazy. Could you please do a Nsfw/ smut headcanon, or scenario with him and his female S/O just hanging out, him eating and she gets curious and touches softly them (not knowing what the affect it)? I hope you have a beautiful day!
Note: Of course!! And thank you, hope you also have a beautiful day/night!! Thanks for the request, right now I’m going to work on my others lol. Hope you like what I wrote!!
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☆ more under the cut. ☆
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Ever since your ascent to Heaven post-mortem, a sense of exclusion lingered in your heart. Unlike most heavenly beings with wings, you were one of the few soul that lack that part of the brand new heavenly anatomy. While everyone in Heaven remained kind and courteous, the infrastructure, were obvious designed for winged inhabitants. That posed you quite the challenges, especially when you where in need of transportation— the lack of automobiles was your greatest nemesis in the afterlife, as everyone effortlessly soared using their wings they didn’t need them.
Despite a subtle feeling of inferiority, your fascination with wings endured. Their majestic allure captivated you, and the desire to experience the softness of the beautiful contraptions persisted. ‘You just had to feel them!’
And you were determined to do so today, as you had received an invitation from Adam to come over.
Currently, you find yourself enjoying takeout on the expansive balcony of his penthouse. It was nice scenery, a comfy outdoor couch with a coffee table full of food.
As he rambled about his day, you nodded along, your attention solely fixed on the captivating golden wings adorning his sides and back. Sneakily inching closer to him, captivated by their beauty. “—Anyways that chick had a huge rack,” He pauses to take a bite of his burger, “So I guessed even Karen ass bitches can be hot.” he finishes with gulp.
Then you finally had a hold of them, ‘his marvellous wings!’ You were engrossed at their exquisite softness, surpassing any feathers from animals you had ever touched. Lost in the delicate material for about a solid five minutes, it had than dawned on you that Adam had stopped talking. Looking back up at him, you notice he had dropped his burger on the table. Then when you glanced at his face, you noted that he looked ‘different’, if you had to describe it, his face almost looked feverish.
In a blink, you were flipped onto your back and hit the couch cushions, then one of Adam's hands pinned both of your hands above your head.
“Fuuuck, babe! You don't need to get so handsy just because your jealous, you could've just fucking said so instead of acting a little tease, feelin’ me up and all.” He informs you while staring down at your perplexed expression, because, while Adam talked dirty in general, you had  no idea  what  you had done to be a tease in this particular  situation.
While that question spun in your head, Adam moved closer to your ear, his words jolting you out of your thoughts.
“if you were feeling needy, you just had to speak up. You know I would never leave my girl hanging, especially if getting her little brains fuck out is what she wants.” His voice low, full of desire and malice. He then playfully nip at your ear, ‘now who was the tease again?’
“Wait what— Um, Adam, where is all this coming from?!” You speak up, clearly nervous as a result of your boyfriend's statements and how close your bodies were together.
“The fuck you mean? You started this shit.” He begins, slowly sliding his free hand up your thigh. “Getting in my personal space, touching my wings to get me riled up, are you really gonna play the clueless card now you slutty little thing.” His hand now reaching under you shirt. “Think you can mess with me and just act like nothing happened, huh?” He says as he fondles with one of your breast.
“What do mean get you riled up, I barely touch you!?” You speak out anxiously; this was going far beyond anything you had done before. You two would kiss passionately at most, never doing anything remotely close to, 'well this!' It was strange; he almost acted like he did when he was mad, but this was somewhat different.
"Bold lie for an angel, like you wouldn't know— Oh, riiiight, you don't have wings." It had now dawned on him that you were utterly clueless of the affects the soft petting you gave to his wings had on him, and how depraved it made him feel.
"Yeah. I am not sure what I did to you when I touched your wings, but let me make one thing clear: it was unintentional. Seriously, they seemed soft, and I wanted to know how nice they were to the touch. So I'm sorry for making you mad; I should have asked before touching them.” You explain.
"Aww babes, don't worry, you didn't make me mad, and I'll tot's forgive you,"
You briefly relax as he speaks, well that is, until he opens his mouth again.
"Yeah I'll definitely forgive you if take care of my raging hard on for me'." He emphasised his words by grinding himself against you, making you feel his erection, and oh boy! Was he big; his self-appointed title of 'dickmaster' didn't seem so baseless anymore.
Your heart races faster as you feel a wave of panic wash over you. Despite his words, you couldn’t help but feel anxious about the situation. It was a big milestone to you, ‘the first time the two of you would have intercourse’.
You squirmed slightly, attempting to break free from his hold due to nerves but soon realize it was futile with him pinning your hands above your head. "I... I'm not sure that—," you started to say, but before you could finish, he cut you off.
"Shut up and enjoy the ride, babes." He growled softly, taking advantage of your momentary hesitation to quickly roughly kiss your lips. His tongue thrusts aggressively into your mouth, demanding entry while his other hand continues cupping your breast, squeezing and groping roughly. His erection presses harder against your thigh, digging into your sensitive flesh.
Despite your initial protests and confusion, you can't deny the familiar thrill coursing through your veins. You knew better, yet you still arch into his touch, moaning softly against his rough treatment.
As a warning to quit your shifting around, Adam's grip tightens around your wrists, almost painfully so, causing you to whimper in discomfort mixed with arousal.
And when he finally breaks the kiss, his breathing is heavy and labored.
"You like it, don't you?" He asked, his voice low with desire. His hips rock back and forth, grinding against you harder, making sure you felt every inch of his member. "Admit it, Y/N."
"A-adam, please... I—," you pleaded while being out of breath, but your words were cut off by another deep kiss. His tongue forced its way past your lips, exploring your mouth hungrily yet his hand didn't stop its manhandling of your chest. Meanwhile, his cock throbbed painfully against your thigh, leaving a trail of precum on your clothes.
The sensation was too much for you to handle; despite your original nervousness, the thoughts of messing up or not being enough had dissipated, and you couldn't bring yourself to refuse him anymore. You wanted him and he was totally into you.
Plus your body responded to his touch in ways you didn’t expect it to, it was incredibly in tune with his wants. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as he continued his assault on both your body and mind.
Suddenly, Adam pulled away, his breathing heavy and short. "Good girl," he praised, his tone laced with satisfaction. "Now, spread those legs for me."
While being aroused, you still reluctantly spread your legs wide apart, letting him take off your shorts and exposing your wet panties. "Please, Adam," you whimpered, unable to resist his advances any longer.
With a growl of lust, he ripped off your remaining clothes, revealing your naked body to him. His eyes devoured every inch of you—your stomach, to your hips and obviously your beautiful pussy. Without further ado, he leaned forward, his mouth descending upon your navel, tracing slow, hot lines with his tongue before moving lower still. "Mmmm, you smell so fucking good toots," he murmured against your sensitive flesh.
His hands trailed downwards too, cupping your thighs in his palms, squeezing and kneading them. Soon switching to one free hand and one holding down your legs, inching his face to your then and lapping at your heat.
“Adam, what in the heavens are you doing!?"
“Uh, trying to eating you out, pretty obvious babes”
"Yeah, I get that, but like, why?? You always complain about 'bitches being annoying for demanding you go down on them.' when you mentioned passed relationships"
"Oh yeah, I did say that lmao. Honestly, I just feel like it. You look so pathetically adorable; I couldn’t help myself."
“Did— did you just lmao out loud?”
“Do you want me to stop eating you out with all your interruptions.” He threatens.
"No! I mean, I'm alright. Please continue."
"That’s what I thought too, babes," he grinned around your wet folds, sucking and licking at your sensitive spots. His tongue traced along your cunt, flicking against your clit before returning to tease your entrance again.
You moaned softly, your hands grasping tightly onto Adam's horns as he continued to pleasure you. You arched into him, letting out a soft whimper when his long tongue brushed against your G-spot. "Mmmhmmm... More please..." you managed to mutter between heavy breaths.
He chuckled lightly against your sensitive flesh before pulling away slightly. "Alright, alright." With renewed vigor, he returned to his task with even more enthusiasm, sucking harder and faster on your clit while his fingers teased her opening. He could feel your wetness increasing rapidly, seeping down onto his hand.
Your body trembled and shook in response to the intense sensations assaulting every inch of your being; you were close now—very close. Your breathing became increasingly shallow as she fought the impending orgasm building up inside of her. Then finally you reached sweet climax.
Adam momentarily let go of you to undress himself, now cock in hand."Tell me you want it," he demanded between kisses to neck, his breath hot against your sensitive skin.
"I... I do," you managed to choke out, your voice barely audible above your heavy breathing.
"That's my girl," he purred, his voice dripping with satisfaction. Without warning, he thrust his cock deep inside you, filling you completely. A sharp cry escaped your lips as the unfamiliar yet familiar feeling washed over you. His thrusts were fast and hard, pounding into you relentlessly. Each powerful stroke brought forth a moan from your throat, mixing with his growls of pleasure.
Your body adjusted quickly to his size, accommodating him easily despite initial discomfort. You arched your back against him, meeting his rhythmic thrusts. The sensation was unlike anything you've ever experienced before—it hurt, but in the best possible way. Your chest bounced with each powerful thrust.
As Adam continued to ravish you, his fingers found their way between your legs, rubbing and massaging your sensitive folds. He teased and tormented your clit mercilessly, causing waves of intense pleasure to ripple through your core. After staring at your lower half for a minute, “I should totally get my name tatted on you, like a crotch tattoo or some shit.” he tells you in his usual goofy tone, yet the look behind his eyes seem to say that he wasn’t completely joking. You on the other could only cry out his name between ragged breaths, begging for more.
“That's it, you filthy little whore," he murmured between labored breaths. "Tell me how much you love this, slut." His pace picked up even more, slamming into you harder and faster than before. Your moans echoed around the room as he relentlessly claimed your body.
In response to his demand, you managed to choke out, "I... I love it!" Your voice cracking with desire, filled with honesty despite yourself.
"Good girl." He growled, picking up speed. His hips slammed against yours in a brutal rhythm that left you gasping for air. His fingers continued their relentless assault on your sensitive spots, driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. As a reflex you grabbed at his back, well in this case, his wings.
And that action fucked with him so bad. So Adam bit down hard on your neck, leaving a mark that would later turn into a pretty obvious hickey. Blood trickled down your skin, but it only served to heighten your arousal. "Cum for me, babe," he groaned, his voice hoarse with lust. "Let go, don’t think too hard about it"
You were close, so close to the brink of orgasm. The constant barrage of stimulation was too much for your body to handle, and you couldn't hold back anymore. "A-Adam... I'm..."
"That's it, baby," he encouraged you, his words thick with desire. He increased the pace even more, pounding into you relentlessly.
With a loud cry, you release around him, your pussy contracting tightly around his cock as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over you. Your entire body shook with the force of your climax, and sweat trickled down your body, mixing with his saliva and cum.
Adam groaned in satisfaction, following suit moments later, filling you up with his hot seed. Panting heavily, he lifted his head to stare into your eyes, his gaze filled with lust and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing, shit, that’s why your my fav."
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After momentarily going inside to get cleaned up, you had returned to the balcony.
“Shit my burger is cold!” Adam bitches.
“Well what did you expect it was left on a table while being outdoors— Oh, shit, did someone-?” You begin, than the realization of the what just happened hits Locke a truck.
“-Hear us? Yeah most likely, but doesn’t really matter, they won’t do shit about it, well probably.” He says followed by a laugh.
Sometimes you wondered why you were dating someone so irresponsible, but after today, you did have another bullet point to add to your pros list. ‘The dick was good’
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