i really dont like the idea of adam always being a sinner even when he was alive alive. because it just sets something off in me. like i dont care how 'corrupt' heaven is supposed to be but im pretty sure lucifer was sent down to hell before adam died so if he was a sinner then he wouldve ended up there
damn being the 'first man' because lilith was the first woman.
heres what i think happened (since we get the biased hell version of the story not to mention the bible being a whole thing... i know its different and all but still its weird and im trynna like morph it into something that kinda makes sense)
so basically adam and lilith are a thing and instead of 'demanding' lilith follow him he insists on taking the lead, helping around and stuff. but then he expects that lilith will listen to him, lilith on the other hand refuses and they get into an argument
shit like 'i dont have to listen to you we're created equal' and 'im just trynna do our job and youre not being helpful' lilith then gets mad at adam and runs away. adam then gets lonely and sad to make him happy *bam* eve appears.
i dont think that it was an actual 'argument' more of a misunderstanding. i think that lilith didnt want to listen to adam at all and he got mad at her and she got mad at him. then lucifer found her and he began listening to her and she fell inlove they give eve the apple yadayada and bam. thats what i think happened.
then as time goes on adam then becomes prideful because heaven gives him too much praise. there :)
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i really used to love my birthday, and i actually do, but it feels more forced than anything. I would hate to become the type of person that doesn't like their birthday, but i can't help it, it makes me sad, and while i do my best effort to love it, it is just so tiring.
i am about to turn eighteen and i haven't even began to choose what i like, i haven't found a hobby that fits me, i study a degree that i love but it just doesn't fulfill me, i have friends that love me but it is so hard to open my heart to them, family that loves me, and still i cant find my way in life. and i know im still too young to know, i still have time... and still something is missing.
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Hey there, just thinking about how the 141 + Vaqueros would react to (reader) wearing one of their big shirts, perhaps only with underwear underneath, maybe not even that. 👀 I’m not particular about the gender of (reader) insert so whatever is cool.
guess who's my fav after this 🙏 also ill def do the vaqueros in a p.2 i just have a big headache 😿 <3 enjoy fr
cw: suggestive themes 😟 , gn reader (no specified genitalia yw)
simon "ghost" riley:
☆ genuinely doesn't mean to leave his clothes around your house, he thinks that they're a bit too .. "ghost" for you
☆ that being said, he loves the ghost look on you. in general starts clinging to your waist when you have anything of his on, especially any long sleeves he has
☆ underwear on or not man is between your thighs, this is the definition of oral fixation . i don't make the rules
☆ he likes leaving marks that most can't see, but absolutely loves the marks that everyone else will see. your relationship with him may not be the most out there, but he loves having ppl know that you're somebody's and not theirs
john "soap" mactavish:
☆ actually the exact opposite of ghost, subtly leaves clothes around for you to wear. the kind of guy to hint at it too
☆ "hey haha did yk that my shirts are reallyyyy comfortable .. 👁" is ecstatic when you actually do wear his clothes, but doesn't show his excitedness until you end up in his lap
☆ this guy is literally the most waist/hip guy ive ever seen, his hands are up your shirt grabbing at anything he can. leaves small bruises from his fingers digging in a lot
☆ tries not to leave any marks that can't be hidden by the shirt, being visible is nice to him but knowing that they're in other places that people can't see is what rlly gets him
kyle "gaz" garrick:
☆ doesn't really think about you in his clothes until it actually happens, he tends to be a lot more reserved in sexual aspects unless it's actually time to do it
☆ he realizes his love for his clothes on you when it's the morning after a welcome home gift. you wearing his shirt + underwear is his favorite thing now
☆ this is the real freak within him 😿 he wraps his arms around you and tries to sweet talk you into more rounds, stares you down while you make him eat before more
☆ accidental biter, leaves bite marks all over your chest and neck when you let him under the shirt. he's lost in the sauce now
john price:
☆ i said this before and ill say it again, old man rizz ‼️‼️ he's open about a lot of things with you, including how he likes you wearing his clothes
☆ adores and borderline worships you whenever you indulge him. is instantly all over you when you're in just his shirt, even more pleased by the lack of everything else
☆ biggest tease ever though, can't help but deny any direct contact until you're either begging or about to slap that dumb hat off his head
☆ not really intense marker but biting is his thing, the occasional deep bite mark on your inner thigh or just right under your ribcage are his favorite places
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Hi long time no see... i finally finished this artpiece of claire in her bonus stage dresses that i forgot for 2 yrs ! ! ! Xtras below :-)
Pencil sketch that it started with, and a less scanned version of how it looks irl. It's in a quite small sketchbook but i like how much color & action i could cram into a compact space, it feelsl ike im holding a magical artifact.
& not to get any hopes up, i've been in a sort of art comatose as you've probably noticed, but since i got back into wh i've been drawing it alot, so probably might upload more soon :))) wilconc got meee conked up
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of course, I just had to post the one and only…
Moonjou!
rambling below cut vvv
I made this SO long ago (I’d say around a year ago, so not that long but still) but it’s probably the piece I’m most proud of as a whole. It was made when I was originally trying to find my style, so this was heavily inspired by Olivecow ,, i stil like drawing in a toony style (and i do draw like this a lot), but i think i draw more comfortably in a semi realistic style :((
GOD i wish this were like my default style I LOVE SHAPES!!!!!!!! I LIKE USING SHAPES TO SHOW A CHARACTER WITHOUT WORDS!!!!!!!! but it’s whatever anyways I HEART MOONJOU!! or kinkamoon, whatever it is, i personally like either ship name and honestly i thought kinkamoon was the unanimously agreed upon ship name until like five months ago?? anwyas
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Coriolanus Snow being creepy and touchy as you sleep at your desk. Young Pres Snow or Head Gamemaker; can be read as either.
This is actually an upcoming chapter for a Snow x OC fic I'm writing, but I rewrote this version for it to be Snow x female reader/Y/N so anyone can enjoy. This is NOT SMUT, just very mildly suggestive.
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He shut off the light, exited his office. It had been a tiring day. As he started to make his exit, past a small hallway, he saw you asleep at your desk. There was no one else but him and you here.
The others had left for the day but you had apparently overworked yourself. True to what he asked of you. To do better. In truth, you were a hard worker, Coriolanus thought, but it was always a good idea to push one's best assets. And it wouldn't hurt to see what made you tick.
Briefly he thought of waking you to scold you, but he didn't dare. He found himself approaching you slowly so as not to wake you. You looked so relaxed and peaceful, it would be a sin to wake you, he thought. Your arms were folded beside the keyboard, nesting your face. You were resting on your left, so the right side of your face and neck were exposed, only covered slightly by the hair falling into your face.
Testing the waters, he slowly slid the notebook which was halfway tucked under your arm. To his delight, you didn't move. He carelessly looked through it, then shut it closed and placed it next to you. You remained still and asleep. He grew bolder then.
He ran the lock of hair by your face between his index and middle finger, reveling in its texture. Then he tucked it behind your ear, and gently tucked the rest over your shoulder. He heard your sharp intake of breath then, but you didn't stir otherwise.
His eyes wandered to your neck, collarbone and the first button of your blouse, then to your lips. Curious to see how much he could get away with, he gently placed his thumb on your jaw and caressed it. Then he traced a line down the side of your neck and swiped your collarbone, the skin there warm and welcoming.
He wondered what soap you used, if you used lotion on your skin. He leaned in just inches from the side of your neck, before closing his eyes and inhaling the scent - something like flowers and mint.
He wasn't sure where he was going with this or why he even started. He lowered his eyes to the first button on your blouse again wondering if you would notice...
When he reached for it, you let out a sound like a small moan, and your brows were furrowed and upset, dimpling at the sides. Coriolanus smirked and retreated immediately before you opened your eyes. He folded his arms behind his back as he stood up straight, watching you stretch slightly and sit up, still awakening.
"God...what time is it..." you said to yourself, rubbing your temples.
"It's 7," he said, raising his eyebrows. "P.m."
You obviously had just come to terms with his presence. You stilled a moment in surprise but recovered quickly, adjusting your clothes.
"Sorry. I don't know what happened," you mumbled, rushing to gather your things. "I'll be out of your way, Mr. Snow."
"It's alright. Do you need a ride home?"
"No, thank you," you smiled at him, taking in his handsome but somewhat uncanny polished appearance.
"Are you sure?"
You nodded.
"Goodnight, Mr. Snow."
That day you left with the sickest feeling of wanting to be touched. And it didn't help that the last person you had seen was him. You weren't sure why he even affected you so much. You shrugged it off and took a cold shower, and tried to distract yourself from it the rest of the night.
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