ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴꜱꜰᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ʙʟᴏɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴꜱᴀᴠᴏᴜʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ.

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@sacrificial-seraphim
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴꜱꜰᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ʙʟᴏɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴꜱᴀᴠᴏᴜʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ.
I just have to make it through tomorrow’s lecture and then I’m free. .~
I do apologise for my lack of activity as of recent, but as soon as my last class of the week finishes I’ll be happy to give my darlings all the attention they rightfully deserve!
Slurp.
Stop making me smile, dear, it’s simply unfair.
. . . slurp!
I'm still watching you~
Possibly have been falling asleep on the job... Though I remain well hidden so I have no worries about anyone finding me heh
- 𓅐 🩸
Oh, that must’ve been you giving me than itchy, paranoid feeling when I was walking home alone today.
Such a sleepy little demon, still making my skin crawl with your presence—in a good way of course, my darling.
Oh, perhaps I should go wail to my followers, about this unseen demon following me around, making my divine form shake in utter fear. . .~
oh , you poor thing, im sorry to hear you havent been well. I've been a bit too depressed to take care of myself, so we share a position. but i could still take care of you... bring you water, a trash bin if youre feeling ill, and food whenever you need it. if i get sick, though, you better take care of me too!!
~🦷
Such a darling, what a spoiled angel I am. . .!
Do not fret, I’ll be right here if you manage to contract it, perhaps we’ll even be ill at the same time.
If such a case, I’ll make sure to hold you close to me, for our limp bodies to tangle together under the blankets.
Depression is definitely quite a sourer on motivation to look after yourself. . my brave zombie, your angel is so proud of you for making it this far.
But allow your divine to take care of the rest.
I’ll happily carry you to a bath myself, if you go willingly, perhaps I’ll even strip down and join you myself.
I do think hot water and our skin touching would heal me. .
Would you like that, feeling my shaky, weak hands running all over your body as we warm in the bath together?
Hope you're okay, my Lamb. Don't let the stress catch up to you. 🩷
I’m being spoiled with sweetness dear, you’ll turn an angel rotten!
Gosh, I do appreciate your care, it flatters me so—but do not waste time fretting, an angel has weathered far worse.
I’m more curious about you darling, I did miss you quite a bit during my time off. .
my angell ...,,, i miss you, my angel. i dont want to make you feel guilty for being away, but i do miss and worry about you...
youre not leaving me are you? you wont leave, not like everyone else? you'll stay with me and hold my hands? if leaving me will make you happy, go ahead , but I'm gonna miss you. ill miss you so bad. ill cry and have nightmares recollecting all the times you made me happy.
please, just dont leave me... i miss you. i might even say i love you if it makes you stay for even a day longer... please dont leave. please dont. i miss you. i love you. my angel, i wouldn't survive without you.. please dont go ,
~🦷
It pleases me to know that my absence affects you so much dearest. . but I promise, there is no need to be afraid.
I’m already stuck to you like glue. ♥
I do apologise for causing you distress with my absence, though, allow me to make it up to you, hm?
My poor zombie—sending you as much calm divineness as I possibly can in this moment.
If it helps, I did think of you as I laid in bed, and as I continue to lay in bed due to bodily fatigue, even with my muscles so weak, I’d still hold you against me as you curl up for comfort.
Let me make it up to you, hold you tightly and never let go, to squeeze all the air of distress out your dead lungs before kissing your forehead. .
Whatever you need in the moment, I will grant.
i was showering, my angel, but im very back. im not sure how much longer I'll be able to stay awake, but youll know by my constant reblogging and thought vomits...
go on, enjoy your day and think about me. until we speak again, my dearest.. i hope youve relieved yourself by now! couldnt have my precious one all worked up, now could i?
~🦷
There’s little I wouldn’t give to be able to join you in the shower, dearest.
I’d simply adore being able to brush my hands over you as I help soap up your skin, to give you small divine kisses all over your exposed neck as I look after you.
I do adore your constantly flock of thoughts and reblogs.
I’m afraid with how weak I’ve been as of late I haven’t been able to get any relief. . it’s quite alright, that’s what a seraph’s followers are for. ♥
Your angel apologises for their absence! I’ve come down with quite a cold and I’ve been sleeping far more than before. .
Gosh, what I wouldn’t give to have my darlings looking after me, my body is far too weak at the moment.
And if the price to pay is being taken advantage of while I lay there helplessly. It’s certainly not too much to ask.
Mwah, I missed my dears!
Lick
Blinks. Silly hedgehog.
Licks you back. . .!
Your angel is stressed and feels as if the amount of work they have to do for their studies is unfair, hmmph.
This is sinful, I should simply be kidnapped. . .!
and im having a flare up, now... what a predicament... you must've wished this upon me. hopefully i don't get sleep paralysis, and happen to see you standing at the foot of my bed, watching me carefully and lustfully.
maybe you'll cradle me to sleep, tell my pelvis to be good, and that will fix me. yay!
my angel!
~🦷
Oh my poorest dear, I do hope you’re not in too much pain, sigh, it’s almost sinful for you to have to experience this.
It’s quite alright, let yourself fall into paralysis, to see your guardian angel, I’m right here with you.
Allow me to press kisses all over your skin where it hurts the most, to lick a stripe up the pain and I crawl closer.
Perhaps I’ll run my nails along your flesh, slowly massaging where I can.
Unless you ask me to. . d i s t r a c t . . you, I’ll simply tuck you in right, holding you close to me as my divine light burns away anything causing discomfort in my sweet undead.
My poor, poor thing. . I’d do anything to strip you off this pain.
Ever since you spoke to me, I find I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,,
You’re constantly stuck in my head, Holy Seraphim,, how do I deal with this? How should I pray to you?
- 🐇
Don't worry my sweet rabbit, that's a completely normal reaction to an angel, you silly little hare.
Do not be afraid, your Seraphim is here to relieve you my dear. .
If you wish to pray, you must do what I say dearest to do things in tribute to your angel.
Of course, you cannot pray without a healthy vessel, eat, sleep, take care of yourself.
The second thing you can do is think of me, rabbit, think of my divine form as you pleasure yourself imagine its my claws gently running down your body as you whimper.
Silly bun, I really should pluck you by your ears and force you onto your knees myself. . .~
im gonna hold you close to me, bare my teeth with a smile at others watching me hold you close in envy. ill hold your hips to mine and pull you close, then kiss you for all to see. what would they do about that?
i *love* to spam-ask you and hog all of your attention. hopefully i dont annoy you.. but i also know you must be prone to being unable to resist someone as loving as me.
~🦷
Looks like my sweet undead is a bit of an exhibitionist?
My darling, if we were together, every moment in public would be spent with my divine hands on you.
I’d hold your hand, brushing my sharp nails gently over them, sitting in your lap whenever I could, stretching my back languidly as your hands brush needily over my stomach and sides. .
Aren’t you lucky for being able to hold an angel in public, don’t fret dear, I only have eyes for you anyway.
As long as you remember your place, I am your divine, dearest. ♥
Your spam asks are quite exciting darling, such a needy little zombie, so loving for your seraph. . .
you poor thing—i want nothing but to help relieve you. i cant say im not also incredibly worked up reading everything youve responded to me with.... it just makes me want you more. go ahead, do your worst!
using my chronic pain against me is a smart idea, and excitingly cruel. in times where i cant even get up to walk by myself, what else can i do but succumb my body to you? anything for my angel, of course. my body would betray me as you used me against my will—id writhe and struggle under you, but you always know what i *really* want, dont you? even if i dont know it myself!
youre irrisistable, angel.. ill breathe against your neck and graze your skin with my nails as i stuff my knee against that throbbing, pathetic cunt of yours.
~🦷
I’m so worked up, my gods, you have no idea the grip you have on me at this very moment, dearest.
. . Fuck, my pillow is soaked with slick.
It‘s an angels duty to care even when you’re in pain, darling, I still love you even when you’re needing comfort and relief.
Laying you down, fluffing up your pillows with utmost care, coo’ing at the anxious expression on your face, why are you scared my dearest, I’m looking after you.
And that means correcting you as well, using your body until you learn what it means to have an angel using you.
I want to r4pe you until you forget all about that ache in your body, and only the ache between your legs.
I’m your guardian, here to heal you. . .~
Touch me darling, cling to my body, make sure I never leave you, gods, I’d cum the moment your knee presses against me. . .
I do hope you have a restless leg, dear.
i do wonder what youd do to me if you ever happened to get your hands on me in a filthy, dominant mood. would you use any , toys on me, perhaps? maybe youd peg me straight into a mattress, up against a tree, watch the light fade from my eyes as you mercilessly use me.
maybe youd use your hands, your nails scratching up my insides and making me ache the next morning. maybe youd eat me out when i ask you to kiss me better.
maybe i could stick you into a straight jacket, have my way with you completely bound. perhaps id let you get on your knees and hump my boot, and when you finally get off on it, ill make you lick your slick off.
after a long day, we can unwind by meaninglessly groping one another, neither one of us getting all the way there, just for one of us to wake up incredibly needy and unable to resist our sleeping partner.
but... what would you do to me? what ways would you make me feel even half as divine as you are? or, would you make me feel like the filth under your shoe that i am? would you rape me straight into the ground, or would you kiss me and coo as i cry into you, unable to handle the simple pleasure of being even gently fucked by an angel?
perhaps we'd be in a constant back and forth "payback" switch state—one day, i abuse and use you, the next youre trying to one-up me.
~🦷
Fuck, you’re playing a dangerous game, I haven’t been this worked up in quite awhile.
Silly little thing.
Of course I would, you’d be put right over my lap as I slowly and lovingly stuff you full of whatever toys on hand—and trust me, there will be plenty, an angel was made to spoil their darling after all.
You might even smile, I’m being so gentle, clearly I don’t have it in me to ever punish you properly.
We’ll see how pleased you are after three hours of a dildo sliding slowly in and out of your sore, puffy asshole.
If you’re wondering how I’d be to you. . why not both?
I’d fuck your mind just as hard as I’d use your body, harshness and gentleness mixing until you can’t even decipher the difference anymore.
Perhaps I’d even wait until my poor darlings chronic pain flares up, I’d lie you down gently on your back—pressing pillows underneath you until you’re as comfortable as possible.
This is the only position that doesn't hurt you further, even if that means having to weather your angel r4ping you as a punishment.
It’s not as if you could run away, I’d use you over and over until you’re crying for me to not lick at you, despite begging for it before.
Straight jacket. . Ah, you’re spoiling your angel. . .!
Perhaps you could keep me tied up like that, using me and r4ping me as hard and disgustingly as possible, getting me all worked up for when I eventually break out and punish you.
Groping should be an always when we’re together, darling, I expect to have all my divine flesh being touched all the time.
Just as my fingers dance along yours, we’ll be tangled up in each others arms, stuck together underneath our blankets so all we can do is hump against each other needily, ah. . .~
my angel!!!! youre awake, i will be making sure to stay up all night just so i can talk to you as much as id like!
-🦷
Don’t you dare, darling, your health is what matters the most to your angel!
Sigh, I can’t say I’m not pleased at what a needy thing you are, I do enjoy speaking with you as well. .
But failure to look after yourself will get you punished, dear, it’s not often an angel deals punishments but neglecting such a precious undead certainly presses my buttons!
At least make sure to curl up all nice in your weighted blanket, yes?