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#Angel Teeth
pigeocore · 3 months
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Hi, this is a big strech but I think it's worth asking anyway. Does anyone here owns and is willing to sell any jewelry made by Bhramarii/Angel Teeth? I always wanted to own one of these beauties but the store he used to run closed around two years ago before I had the chance :( (Doesn't have to be the specific designs in the picture, I'd honestly be interested in almost anything by him)
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verysickwormz · 2 years
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toofs
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 4 months
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The golden sticker "tattoo" :D:
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The golden teeth :):
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Golden nails (don't forget about toes ;)):
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Golden necktie :):
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Hairband :):
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And don't forget the Richards Y Uma Wang - The Shangai (Vintage Bronze/Amber) - 420 € sunglasses :)
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ptr-sqloint · 5 months
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it's alive! sort of!
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minjiquo · 3 months
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Quick doodle before I rethink my life choices.
I'm still trying to figure out how to draw Angel Lucifer...it's so weird. I mean–WHERE ARE HIS CHOMPERS????
ITS JUST ILLEGAL—STOP—
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zhjake · 3 months
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This place makes pilgrims of us all. When you return to the embrace of its reliquary, what it takes back was never yours to begin with.
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pinkmirth · 7 months
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gorgeous. handsome. divine. ethereal. effortlessly sexy. whatever! words alone can’t begin to describe his perfection
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sillyrust · 16 days
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Two days ago had a fever dream where I was in college and I met postal 1 dude in there, and for some reason he looked like this (no arms, huge wings, red eyes and the teeth halo).
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And some bonus sketch of him just after I woke up
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genericaces · 3 months
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runs in the family
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bhramarii · 2 years
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hi everyone im really sorry to inform yall that ive been hospitalized for the past while and have no access to any of the last batch of jewelry due to dire and unforseen circumstances. if anything has yet to be refunded/accounted for feel free to email me at [email protected]. again im truly sorry about the inconvenience.
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witnesstheabsurd · 9 months
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2号機 [ Backdoor Code "The Beast" ]
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verysickwormz · 2 years
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Angel and Tooth Spirits. The teeth and angels don’t have a story really, but they are related, eventually they’ll tell me more. 
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sonasnowdrop · 1 year
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This.was.supposed.to.be.a.doodle.my.hand.hurts.
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teddybeartoji · 3 months
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touching teeth with gojo. sounds weird i know but my beloved biters and chewers just stay with me here okay. you're both sitting on your bed in the dim-lit room, the only light being the computer screen on the floor. there's some music playing quietly in the background but it's all muffled in – your focus being on the man sitting before you.
his pupils are blown wide and his lips are parted, deep breaths slipping from between them. his chest is rising and falling fast, the excitement bubbling in it, ready to burst. you're facing him, sitting on the bed with your knees tucked underneath you. you're not doing any better than he is – you're heaving like he is, eyes so big and wide, fingers itching to feel him already.
you don't really remember how you ended up here but that doesn't matter. his lips strech into a hungry smile, the rows of perfect teeth flashing you teasingly. he knows you're ready to lunge because he's ready to lunge. you lean forward an inch and he does the same. everything is so slow, the clock in your room has stopped in its track, the music has gone quiet. your own lips mirror the smile the boy in front of you is sporting and you see something flicker in his eyes. curiosity? want? need? a mixture of all of them? they drop down to your mouth and he gulps. you look delicious. he looks delicious. it's a feast.
you part your lips and he automatically opens his wider too, completely mirroring you. you lean closer, he leans closer. the distance between you isn't there anymore, you can smell his cologne, fuck – you can almost taste him. your own eyes flick to his mouth and as if your hand has a mind of its own, it raises to touch his soft flesh.
satoru's breath hitches, feeling your fingers against him. you slowly drag them all over his mouth, pushing and pulling his lips until they're properly pink and a little bit swollen. he's really panting now, sounding a bit like a dog. a puppy, eager to play. a cub, eager to bite.
he can't tear his eyes from your lips either, he's intoxicated. he's addicted, and you only make it worse when you sink your teeth into them. he lets out a quiet little groan, from the depths of his throat, making your grin stretch even wider.
your hand cradles his face, tracing over his cheekbone before resting on his jaw. your thumb pokes at his bottom lip, the quiet open up, baby coming from you is making him feel dizzy but he obeys nonetheless. his mouth opens wider than before, displaying the sharp canines you've been thinking about for the longest time. oh, he's perfect.
you press your thumb inside his warm mouth, dragging it over his teeth, feeling the edges of them against your soft skin. satoru's eyes close as he fists the bedsheet underneath your bodies. he's so warm, and you feel yourself sigh when your thumb meets with his tongue. his lips lock you inside, his tongue swirling around your finger before he hollows his cheeks and sucks on it. you can't breathe anymore.
you've never been this enamoured with anyone before. he's sucking on you thumb, teeth gently grazing against it and you're in love with him. you tell him to open up again and he listens in a second, he's good like that. you tell him to look at you and he does – big beautiful doe eyes staring back at you, ready to do whatever you ask him to do. whatever you tell him to do. you award him with another smile and he just can't help but match your expression. there's spit all over his mouth and the desire to clean him up is eating you alive, but you have to wait. you need to take this slowly.
he's looking at you like you hung the stars in the sky and you love him. deciding to push him even further, you wrap your fingers around his wrist and pull it closer to yourself. he doesn't say anything, only observing and learning. you raise his hand to your mouth and you part your lips, inviting him in.
his leans forward with his whole body, hypnotized by the sight before him. you hold his hand with both of yours, molding his fingers into a fist, only leaving his pointer finger out. you guide him in, watching his adam's apple bob at the warm feeling. you guide him over your own canines, just as you'd done with his, letting him explore the inside of your mouth. his own hangs open and he looks so cute like this.
you take your hands off of him and watch him fall into the deep pit of hunger all on his own. his heavy finger presses down on the row of sharp edges, secretly wishing it'd drew blood. he runs his finger over the sides of your teeth, smoothly gliding over them causing the skin of your cheek bulge out. he tries to swallow the thing stuck in his throat but he can't. he feels like he's suffocating; gasping for air, gasping for more of you.
while he's focused on the finger disappearing into you, you take the time to trace of his lips again, promptly pushing through them and connecting you both. teeth and skin. wet and warm. his eyes glance up only to find you already staring at him and he feels himself harden in his pants.
gently, you bite down on his finger, he does the same. he gnaws on you and you do the same. it's romantic. it's erotic. you need more.
so, suddenly you move from your sitting position, pushing the boy in front of you down onto the soft bed. situating yourself over his abdomen, you press another finger into his mouth, reveling in the way his eyes roll back into his head for a moment. his finger is still locked between your sharp teeth, leaving deep dents in it. god, he wishes you'd draw blood. his free hand goes to your hip, squeezing the flesh so hard it'll bruise. you need more.
the room feels too hot, your bodies feel too hot. satoru feels like he's about to melt into the bed, your heavy gaze burning him alive. fingers press flat on his tongue and his eyes widen once more, and when you press them deeper into his mouth, down his throat – his hips buck under you. his eyes close as he tries his best to keep from gagging. you bite down on him harder and his eyes do another round around his skull. fuck.
cracking open his eyes, he's greeted with a big toothy grin. it's reaching your ears, and with the way your eyes shine in the dark room, it's a bit scary. is this the beast one might meet in a forest somewhere? the one that will eat and devour him? the one that'll open him up and consume him?
his heart thrashes in his ribcage, calling for you, reaching out to you. he's not the predator he thought he was; he's the oblivious prey, who walked into your love all on his own and who is now stuck in it.
it's not like he wants to leave anyway.
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