#god touches adam

[voparwave69]

@walternitram here is the beauty of clown heaven...a place on earth. we will ascend through widwifery. Don't fear the egg layer. Don't fear @the-muppet-joker and his power.

I listened to this as I made this creation. It inspired me. Of course this is @the-cal-zone and I singing to @walternitram though I am sure that is obvious.

In this wworld wwe're just beginnin

To UnDeRsTaNd ThE MiRaCLe oF LiViN :o)

bABY i WAS AFRAID BEFORE,,

bUT iM NOT AFRAID, ANYMORE,

ooh baby do you know wwhat thats wworth

OoH HeAvEn iS a PLaCe oN eArTh

they say in heavven lovve comes first

wE'LL mAkE hEaVeN a pLaCe oN EaRTh :o)

[starkspi]

From "Managerial Liberties" on AO3 by @miribalis (where they collect fallen angels like shiny Pokémon at the hotel), it makes me really happy (and has my heart).

[deoidesign]

"what do hands mean about a character?"

Their hands mean they love eachother

(webcomic)

[buttfrovski]

pajama time!!

[bloodycowboyclub]

[cabeswaterdrowned]

Adam and Blue’s narration on Gansey’s thumb on lower lip nervous habit

[m4rs-ex3]

this screencap hurts man

[d3vdgrll]

the worst part of adam’s wound is not that god violated him, but that he never will again.

[sawedofffeet]

Long hair Leigh Whannell my beloved.....

Part 2

[auroragehenna]

I'm excited for your OC's Bingo Soup!!!!

Here's my ask : Drugged and ofc with Lyra and Adam

Happy Writing!!!

OC soup Bingo

Calculations

TW/CW: Non-con drugging, threats, non-con touch, maybe a tad tiny bit suggestive language but its SFW, creepy/intimate whumper, defiant whumpee, non-con kiss Word count: 1'259

Adam clasped the tiny test tube filled with the yellowish powder. It had been a hassle to get it but it would be worth it. He mixed all of it into a tiny water flask and shook it. He would make damn sure of that…

…

„Oh absolutely not!“, Lyra said when she saw Adam approach her with a sadistic grin painted on his face and his hands behind his back.

„Funny how you act like you have a choice in the matter.“, he replies coldly.

Lyra gulps, a hard look in her eyes. „Well at least I’m not gonna let you win without sacrifices.“

Adam scoffs. „See this is exactly the problem.“ Then he suddenly lunges at her. He grapples her to the ground but struggles to restrain her completely. Then he has an idea. He sneaks his hand over her head and manages to cover her eyes and nose. Now shredded in darkness Lyra's trashing slows down a bit.

"What are you doing?", she asks nervously.

"Oh, don't break your little head about it just open up."

Lyra's mouth snapped close.

Adam sighed theatrically, strengehing his graps on her nose. "See where that get's you."

Lyra’s fought to throw him off but without sucsess. And her movements were becoming more and more frantic.

“You think you can fight me but you can’t.”

Lyra’s eyes widened as the need for oxygen got worse and worse.

“So just admit it to yourself.”

Lyra gasped and Adam instantly shoved the flask into her mouth. She coughed but in her desperate gasping for oxygen couldn’t prevent the weird tasting water from going down her throat. Adam still not letting go of her face turned her head around and kissed her. Stealing her only source of oxygen again. Eventually he let go of her and allowed her to sprawl out on the floor.

Adam laughed as she pushed herself away from him fear and disgust. He didn’t say anything only checked his watch.

Lyra breathed heavily. “What did you do to me? What was in there?”

“Just a little funny drug. I think I used way more than what I was instructed to use but ah well. I’m sure you don’t mind, right?”, he grinned.

Lyra opened her mouth but the look on Adam’s face made her close it again.

“Good girl.”, Adam commented smugly.

Lyra grit her teeth in anger and tried to stand up instinctively. But her knees buckled underneath her weight and she fell over again.

Adam walked up to her with slow, deliberate steps. “Now, now. What was that supposed to be?”

“I just wanted to give you a much needed punch in the face!”

“Hmm. No that wasn’t it. Try again.”

“What?”

“Try. Again.”

“I tried to stand up?”

“Yes. And why would you do that?

“Because you were getting on my nerves and being a bastard?!”

“Hmm. And do you see what’s wrong with that behaviour?"

“Your unbelviably fragile ego can’t handle it?”

Adam was now standing right in front of Lyra. He grabbed her jaw with a grip he was sure would bruise and tilted her head up so she would look at him.

“This. Do you see this right here? This is how the power dynamic is.”, he was speaking ever so calmly now, “Over all my little games I allowed you to play and all my generiosity it seems that you forgot who actually has the power here.”

Lyra struggles now to keep her body upright and Adam seems to notice it. Suddenly he let’s go of her jaw and her body betrays her by simply dropping to the floor. She can hear him laugh over her.

“Oh that’s just beautifully pathetic. Here let me help you.”, he adds and crouches down. He grabs her gently by the arms and turns her around so she now lays on her back, looking up at him as he stands up again.

“Now…This is much better…”, he purred.

Lyra can only move her eyes by now, everything else won’t obey her commands.

“What do you think of this change, Thyma?”

She tries to open her mouth-to talk-to give a snarky remark but her tongue felt like it had turned to lead.

“Oh right.”, Adam laughs, “You’re too weak to talk right now.”

“You wanna know what I think about this change?” He sat down again next to the lying Lyra and gently moved a few stray strands of hair out of Lyra‘s face. Seemingly deep in thought. „I think it’s quite charming. You’re so helpless like this. Vulnerable for me to do whatever I want.”, he mused and caressed a nail over the length of her arm.

Lyra would have shivered if she could have.

“But I don’t really need this to make you feel this way, do I? So…Defeated. You’re quite strong minded I will not lie about that. But…If you know where to apply pressure…” He sneaked his hand under her limp body and pressed into the curve of her spine earning him a sharp breath from his plaything. He locked eyes with her. “You crumble like a sand castle. And there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it. As much as you try you can’t eradicate them, can you? Why else would you still be so scared from the same things as four-five years ago?” Adam went back to caressing his nails over every exposed inch of Lyra’s skin. “Why else do you flinch at my touch even if you tell yourself not to? And why do none of your attempts to escape my clutches sucseed? Whatever you do…Whatever you try…You will always end up in the same position as before. At my mercy. Trembling like a deer in headlights but trying to act stoic. And you’re already breaking, can’t you tell?”

Lyra shot him an outraged look, the fear momentarily dissapearing from her eyes.

“No?” Adam chuckled softly. “Poor, sweet, dumb Lyra. Why else did you so eagerly give up names and intel when I caught you again? Only to spare yourself a bit of pain.” He gently cupped her cheek. “I didn’t even torture you that time.”

Lyra felt tears of shame fill her eyes but she mustered up every bit of energy she had to hold them back. He would not see her cry. He couldn’t also take that from her. She wished he would stop touching her, every touch seemed to burn her skin and the nails felt no different than knifes.

Adam saw how her eyes practically pleaded with him to understand that that was not how it was. And a sadistic grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. “You from a few years ago would never have done that...I mean, I expected some changes after your short vacation but…You surprised even my with that. By obeying so…easily. So you see, you understood it before, so I’m sure you can do it again. Right?” He brushed his thumb over her lips before removing his hands and standing up. “You’re lucky that I am… mericful no he’s not patient. For now. But understand that in here I am what counts. I am your government. Your religion. Your…rules. And you will obey or I will stop playing games and get serious with you. Do we understand each other?”

Lyra couldn’t speak.

“Come on, you have other ways of showing me you understood your place.”

They were both just staring at each other, holding stubborn eye contact until Lyra broke it and lowerded her gaze below Adams eyes.

“Good bunny.”

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[doalkaynaksuyu]

bsd ocs... from turkish authors... guys...

[charlielki]

chill out buddy ✨

[faroresson]

I still don't quite understand what a hollow strap on is for

[dick-meister]

Don’t mind him acting like a cocky bastard after being called literal art. He’s blushing real hard on the inside.

[syn4k]

yknow what would be really fuckin cool to embroider on the front of my battle vest. the creation of adam by michelangelo

[confinesofmy]

me and my cousin i'm barely on speaking terms with (but in a relatively casual way) repotted her deceased grandmother's pothos today. this was our first time actually properly repotting it bc last summer it was in such a fragile state and we were so scared to hurt it that we just lifted it out of its pot and placed it in a bigger one but this go round we basically dismantled it entirely. we got eight discrete plants and placed it into four different pots!! in nine months it went from the edge of death to that many plants and like ninety leaves altogether. so if you're bad with plants but still wanna fool with them, i guess you should get a pothos.