#adam all die

[http-sawposting]

🫀🫀🫀

and he has come to absolve you of your sins, the sacrificial lamb weeps for it knows it’s fate is sealed

[pocchi-poket]

You know, I feel like we're not talking enough about the fact that Alastor has in his room a full reproduction (?) of a swamp-forest that's highly likely very similar to the one where he was killed. Talk about being morbid.

Edit: someone pointed out in the comments that the swamp-forest is called bayou. It's a kind of ecosystem in Louisiana.

[virfujiwara]

Here they are!! The series of drawings I've been working on for months!

Now, trying to sum them up in a few words (in a reblog) is gonna be impossible because I can (and sometimes do) talk about each of them for hours on end. All you need to know tbh is that more than half of them have mommy issues and dog motifs. They all have something about their names, in a way, and they're in my brain 24/7

[randanopterix]

Hangman spending months trying to destroy Swerve and once he succeeds looks back with an incredible grief

[deoidesign]

"what do hands mean about a character?"

Their hands mean they love eachother

(webcomic)

[treibholz-des-universums]

Captain America vs. Tatort Saarbrücken

[thisfeebleheart]

Leo/Adam + TV Tropes

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

just can’t get over the heaven walkthrough

Lute and Adam rubbernecking at Vaggie “hey i’d know that bitch ANYWHERE!!!”

while Vaggie’s just strolled obliviously past them, all

“tra la la la laaa, if this cute seraphim girl touches my girlfriend's hands again I’m gonna REALLY earn my place in hell, fa la la”

[doctor-cunt-phd]

Currently considering how the first time Daniel is presumed dead Jack broke a window because of how helpless he felt. The way he remembered Daniel screaming for his help, not being able to do anything before it was too late. That really got to him. I think being helpless to the death in his life is a constant theme for Jack that he's always had to accept and sit with and try not to break windows over every day.

So I think it's really fitting and touching that when Daniel really died (ascended, but for all intents and purposes, was dying), when he was dying painfully, hopelessly, in front of all his loved ones- He asked Jack for help, he gave Jack the honor of helping him pass on, trusted him, gave him the opportunity to say goodbye that Jack never, Never seems to be allowed.

[cardinalbiggles]

So let the storm come

[marc--chilton]

lawrence: oh god.... he doesn't want us to saw through our chains..... he wants us to saw through our feet.......

adam on the other side of that nasty ass bathroom:

[hauntdoesthings]

Vox x Reader: Afterglow

A/N: because this man is toxic as shit and im tired of pretending he's not(i will immediately be smothering myself in fluffy delulu to heal from this).

CW: implications of sex(fic starts during aftercare), toxic/unhealthy behavior, vox is sweet as hell then ice cold

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He was always so sweet in the moments after. Insisting on staying inside you for "just a few more minutes," Vox loved holding you close as you both came down, savoring the feeling of your heartbeat against him. After a while, he'd pull himself away for just long enough to grab a warm washcloth. "Lean back, sweetheart," he'd say in that low voice you only heard during these moments, the one that heaped praise upon you for listening as he took care of you. Any fluids were wiped away, bruises and markings kissed gently before finally, he leaned up and cupped your face. "You did so well. You're so perfect, darling, just for me." One last gentle kiss and an almost lovestruck smile, and he was tucking himself into bed next to you.

This was were the tender touches ended. You curled up on your side of the bed while he laid back on his, screen going dark. Sleep came easy after your time together, but unfortunately, your unconscious mind didn't know the rules as well as you did.

You awoke to Vox's hand on yours, though not in any way similar to last night. He was peeling you off of his arm and, upon noticing you were awake, glaring at you. Realizing the situation, you quickly withdrew and scrambled back on the bed. "What did we say?" "I-I'm sorry, Vox, I must've just- in my sleep, I-" He doesn't wait for you to finish as he pulls back the covers. "It's time to get up anyway," he says more to himself than you. "Your shift starts in a few hours. You know the way out that'll keep you out of sight, right?" "Yes, sir." "Good." That's all there is to say before he leaves the room. As you scrounge up your scattered clothes and belongings, you ponder how long it'll be before you end up here again, going through the same wonderful, exhausting routine neither of you dared to change.

[the-thorster]

industrie-western ist out, richtiger western ist in!

(picrew)

[eldritch-ace]

Apprentice Adam I love you

[paperglader]

imogen: *is known to have suicidal tendencies*

Me, as of late, whenever she shows any glimpse of those suicidal tendencies: NO BITCH YOU STOP THAT!! YOU STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!! YOU HAVE TO LIVE MF!! YOU HAVE TO LIVE FOR ME!!

(i love her with my whole entire heart)