A collection of angels, whole and fallen.
White Throne
Lucifer, Michael, and Guillotine
Moon and Sun Ladies
Gorgon
Angelic Arcana Pins
Decapitated Angel
Sun Demon
Owl
Fallen Angel
Gold and White Angel
Angel Tears
The Institute
seen from France

seen from China

seen from Russia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Yemen

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from Maldives
seen from Russia
seen from United States
A collection of angels, whole and fallen.
White Throne
Lucifer, Michael, and Guillotine
Moon and Sun Ladies
Gorgon
Angelic Arcana Pins
Decapitated Angel
Sun Demon
Owl
Fallen Angel
Gold and White Angel
Angel Tears
The Institute
direct hit
INSTAGRA.M EDITS // @starcharted
hope this is something like what you wanted!! c: i tried to make it like she lives a very luxurious lifestyle and i felt like her stories would have quite a bit of selfies in it~
@starcharted
He cut the engine. From the restaurant, a hum of laughs and chatter vibrated through the nighttime air, and past windows he saw chandeliers glinting like a thousand little candles, blotting out stars. Castillo looked down to his watch. 9:58 PM. Soon, a black Ferrari would roll up and the Colombian with a pretty, young thing draped around his arm would step out coated in cigar smoke and silk, Clive Christian No. 1.
Another minute ticked down. Castillo smoothed his lapel.
“Lorenzo Dias, highly placed. Highly priced,” he said. 42 a kilo. South Beach had their eye on him but botched it and blew the case. That was two years ago. “He’ll look for a reason to pull. Don’t let him.” Just then, a pair of headlights shined over the rear view and a valet sprinted down the cobbled parking lot. Castillo opened the door.
“Let’s get going.”
Entry burn
taking a break from drawing comics to draw an illustration (of one of my comic ocs)
❝ thank me after we get out of this alive. ❞
UNCHARTED SENTENCE STARTERS
Ed just nodded slightly and glanced over. He had no idea where he was, how he'd gotten there, or really what was even happening in the first place. Actually, he felt like his mind wanted to shut down in the face of so much happening that he was trying to wrap his mind around, and weirdly enough staying ducked down hiding where they were was the one thing keeping him removed just enough from everything that Ed finally felt like he was regaining his barings and grip on things. He nodded again, "Yeah, okay...okay, so what do we do and how can I help with it?"
Forgot to knock
Shower time! // @starcharted // Closed
“MATT!” Hunk ducked back into the little bathroom and closed the door on himself. His voice then came through the door all muffled and quiet. “What the hell, man!? Can’t you text if you need something!?”