#and Adam being a good dude

[valengory1234]

Head cannon: Sally has the 6th sense/shining/sensitivity/ whatever

She knew about Anne being a witch and a liar, Tara not being trustworthy, and that cave creature was able to channel thru her

[quotidianish]

Me when I only redesign characters Adam has a relation too anyway BIBLE YAOI BLAST

[dinodogs]

psa for new rwby fans: FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING GOD STAY AWAY FROM ANY RWBY SUBREDDITS THAT PLACE IS HELL ON EARTH

[hacksawboy]

fun fact, the way leigh whannel describes shit is absolutely insane! i say this because adam is described as a drowned rat from the tub in the official script and i think thats fucking hilarious

[comediakaidanovsky]

bruh just thought about how MJF launched those pickles off the scrum where he did the full on punk reenactment while perfectly balancing acting like a complete asshole, actually answering the journalists' questions, and giving cred to the promotion and his colleagues in the process. like, it was a masterclass in keeping kayfabe during a scrum while also staying professional. and now he's launching another round of exclusive pickles at another scrum while weeping and repeating "if i just eat another pickle i'll feel okay" or whatever like. what the fuck happened

[lumiereandcogsworth]

hiii!! I was wondering if you had any head cannons about adam and belle when they get in a serious fight ?? may seem silly lol

i’m not gonna lie i’m so bad at thinking about actual conflict dialogue between them. i fully know that they do argue, because they’re both so stubborn, and they’re a married couple and that’s just part of it, but usually when i imagine their arguments, it’s like a silent film sjdksj. but here are some thoughts i have about it!!

the main thing that they argue about is, ironically, lack of communication skills. adam has quite literally never shared his deep feelings with anyone, even himself in many ways, so suddenly having a partner who is a million times more emotionally stable is quite a change! and it’s difficult at first, and at least for a little while. especially since belle is sooo inquisitive, and so enamored with him, she always wants to dig deeper into his mind! but that kind of insistence just shuts him off. and, in the early days, that’s gonna result in him getting angry/defensive and biting back at bit

but belle is, of course, persistent with him. so they have their argument about stubbornness and just not quite being in sync about emotions, and then they have their time to cool off, and then they come together later and there’s quiet but sincere apologies. on both ends! adam is always working on his temper, he understands that she’s just trying to help, he just can’t articulate himself yet. and belle very much needs to learn patience. he’s starting at level zero in vulnerability, it’s gonna take some practice!! she just gets frustrated when she can’t immediately solve a puzzle. but adam is her favorite puzzle, so she’ll keep at it!! <3

over the years though, adam Does get better about sharing his feelings with her. i think i have a silly line in one of my fics set further down the road and it’s something like “after twelve years of marriage, adam was almost certain that belle did want to hear about his problems.” afjskdj. like yeah my guy that’s your wife of twelve years. you traumatized goober. anyway my point is the vulnerability and communication DOES improve! but it absolutely takes time and he’ll still never be as free with his feelings/thoughts as belle is. he’ll always be the black cat of the relationship, lmao. so those bickering matches won’t ever truly cease, but they get less intense.

another thing they very occasionally argue about is work. this is rare because they, in general, do different things. belle, as queen, focuses a lot more on human relations, social structures, the people themselves. i’ve always said that working on improving the education system is her number one priority. so she’s always in that line of committees, community action, local infrastructure. that kind of stuff. adam, as king, does more of the overarching government type of crap. bigger political decisions, taxes, business with allied kingdoms. gosh, he hates it lmao. but he just hates working in general so that’s not gonna change. my point HERE is that, while their lines of work don’t regularly cross, every now and then they do have to collaborate, and i think they butt heads when this happens because they work very differently. (adam is more organized and detail-oriented, whereas belle is. more loosey goosey and doesn’t always get things done on time. and belle says “oh you mean on Adam Time🙄” and he’s like “no i mean ON TIME!!”) but in general their work is kind of separate, which is nice! they have different things to talk about at the end of the day <3

(i can’t help but note though that when there are actual huge big political decisions to make, adam absolutely includes belle. like he intentionally made sure that they were coronated together, and that they’re equals on the throne. and politically speaking they generally agree about those kinds of big decisions, or at least they come to a good agreement after debating each other for a bit. but anyway just had to add that.)

another thing they definitely argue about is founded in adam’s worries about belle. i go into more detail about this here, but when belle is pregnant, adam gets overprotective, to the point of being very annoying to belle. so they have lots of very little arguments about him needing to CALM DOWN and her needing to BE CAREFUL and it just goes back and forth. they also obviously bicker while raising their children, but again it’s nothing more than normal. i think the hardest arguments are when they have their first child, and adam is just so uncertain about how to care for her, and belle sometimes offers too much help, to the point where adam gets insecure and thinks that She Thinks that he’s doing everything wrong. so he gets all defensive again and blah. but they work it out. that’s in the same period of time as him not being able to communicate his feelings well so it’s just all a lot.

the first couple years of their marriage are just insane because not only are they learning how to be a partnership, but they’re also learning how to be king and queen, and not before too long, they’re learning how to be parents. and they’re a great team! but they are different and have such different life experiences that it, of course, will inevitably lead to heads butting and unintentional words. but they’re always just as easily able to apologize and forgive and carry on. it’s difficult to navigate but they love each other so endlessly that it’s never truly hard. even when adam feels at his worst, or when belle feels so out of her depths, they know that they CAN always rely on the other. so while things may be intense in the moment, there’s always love there, and things always get figured out together 💖

[radioconstructed]

// Al knows that she has a V*xTube subscriber base that includes the gay ass zoomers & millennials and sometimes she drops a lil song cover & video For The Girls And The Gays. She knows they like it and it's very fun for her too. She has a lot of fun recontextualizing music in an aroace or genderweird or villainous way. Oh hot damn this is her jam

[ilovelickingrocks]

me when blake and adam team up to prank ders: haha he deserves it he's kind of a jerk anyway

me when ders and adam team up to bully blake: leave my boy alone you big bullies this is physically painful to watch

[witchwhaat]

gonna watch men sp, bc what the hell happened there🤨

[whysamwhy123]

Any unpopular opinions?

(Sleepover Sunday, I guess, because I'm only getting to this now, whoops!) ALL I HAVE ARE UNPOPULAR OPINIONS, LOL. Seriously, I'm lucky I only have, like, seven followers because otherwise I'd be chased off this website with torches and pitchforks. I'll try to give a mildly spicy one and not to be too much of a bitch...we'll see...

Toni Storm's current character/gimmick is A THOUSAND times more creative and original than anything any man on that roster has done in YEARS. And the fact that she's not on this PPV card is a fucking travesty. But I'm not surprised because TK hates women, and wrestling fans simply do not show up for women's wrestling the same way they do for boring white guys doing the most generic, tired, old Heel 101 bullshit 🙂🙂🙂

Ah, fuck it, one more because I bitch about this every week anyways - that Nigel wanker on Collision is one of the worst commentators I've ever heard. He's so annoying! He spends more time putting himself over than the talent in the ring (literally the opposite of a commentator's job) and he clearly has no respect for the women because as soon as a women's match starts, he immediately starts talking about unrelated male wrestlers. Or just himself! And that's when he's not making pervy comments about them - dude makes JR sound like a feminist icon by comparison. I am uncooly judging everyone on here who thirsts over him. Come on, people, standards! Y'all gonna start thirsting over the Qanon moron next?

[theheadlessgroom]

https://www.tumblr.com/beatingheart-bride/714534011972763648/theheadlessgroom-beatingheart-bride

@beatingheart-bride

“Yes. Yes, I would.”

This answer came without hesitation as Randall slowly sat upright, squeezing her hands as he gazed upon her with a look of pure, unconditional love, his heart still pounding as he gently swore, “I would marry you, Emily de Clair. I would marry you, and I would make you the happiest woman, I swear it. I...if you will have me as your husband...I will marry you.”

It was then that he remembered something, and quickly, he excused himself, rushing back into one of the other little rooms, before returning with a beautiful, lush wedding gown in his hands, complete with a lovely veil, lined with faux pale pink roses. For which opera it was made for, he could not sat; as far as he could tell, it had never been seen on the stage (at least, he had never seen it there in any of the operas he’d ever seen), and it was much too beautiful to leave simply collecting dust up in the attic. 

Gingerly, he offered it up to her with a shy smile, hoping she would accept: It wasn’t the most ideal situation to wed in, but these were the cards they were dealt, and he was more than willing to make the most of it. They could wed, they could escape through one more secret passageway up in the attic that led out of the opera house (one he hadn’t shown to her, one he never expected to use...), and, well, if fortune was willing to smile on them...

…then perhaps they could still have that little house somewhere, where they could play music and go for walks on Sundays...

[maxellminidisc]

The way D.O. refuses to make an R&B solo ep when he's like the only one who could do that vocal style any sense of genuine execution in kpop is genuinely infuriating....

[burnedup-a]

* FEATURES : drug and alcohol mention.

as much as i literally JUST said that the songs didn't necessarily apply to him JUST now but i'm - c'mon put the right pronoun in and -

rebel yell is literally about being addicted to h*roin which y'know. adam can relate to. and all i'm gonna say is -

and both in the same vein as above but also on a sadder note -

HMM. well shit.

[rae-writes]

OnlyFantoms???

om brothers x reader

wc : 2.k

warnings : nsfw, gn!reader with skirt wearing (mammon, satan), panties/lingere wearing (satan, asmo), online sharing

synopsis : let's see what the latest trending porn videos are

a/n : for some reason, tumblr desktop is making the symbols bold and way bigger than they're supposed to be, so if you're on desktop just ignore how that looks :/

being asked about it in a livestream

Your legs are spread open for the camera, hooked over your boyfriend’s with no chance of closing them, while his hand is shoved down the front of your bottoms. The other roams your body— sliding up your shirt and wrapping around your throat. Your arms are clearly straining themselves as they hold your body up, all so you could rock your hips against Lucifer’s fingers; though the view is covered by your clothes, the slick sounds are all too clear, giving away how aroused you really were. When your arms finally give out and you fall back against his chest, there’s a shift in the air that you can practically feel as his bicep flexes under the fabric of his shirt, free arm yanking you up higher on his lap so he can finger you harder. Over the sound of your moans and cries for him to ‘please let me cum, been s’good for you, please please please’, you can hear Lucifer’s signature low chuckle and the faint sound of his shaky breathing before he’s giving you permission, outright laughing when you squeal and jerk in his grasp. His hand slips from your bottoms, and though his face isn’t in frame, it’s clear he’s licking your cum off his fingers right before the video cuts off. 

Good grades get rewarded | 0:45 seconds | 108.k views | 100.k likes | 97.k comments 

Lucifer?!

Hand cam hand cam hand cam 

Dude, isn’t Mc a straight A student? THIS IS WHAT THEY GET FOR EVERY A??

I’d good grades too if I had the morning star behind me like this 

^I’d get good grades if I could have Mc in my lap like this tf 

†

Panting and moaning fill the dim atmosphere, mixing in with the faint sound of slapping skin as large hands push and pull at your hips. The camera is positioned only to catch your lower bodies, but through the dark you can still catch the bobbing of Mammon’s adams apple and the curve of your mouth as you place kisses along his jaw. His grip on your hips makes your skirt ride up higher and higher, showing more and more slivers of skin until your entire ass is on display. There’s a shine- the mix of your cum and his- everytime he pulls you up, only to disappear with a filthy ‘shlick’ as he yanks you back down onto his cock. There’s a natural haze to the lens and the windows are entirely fogged up— sweat is beading and rolling down his exposed chest, showing you’ve been at this much longer before the recording ever started. By now, the second born has started emitting whiny growls as he switches to grinding you and the audio picks up a nearly inaudible choked out version of your name before his arms are circling around you and he’s lifting you up slightly with his last thrust. It’s quiet as you pet his hair while he’s busy massaging your waist- and then you're reaching over to grab the camera with a giggle, angling it to see the mess you’ve both made over your clothes. There’s a hushed ‘Lucifer’s gonna kill us-!’ before the screen goes black. 

Greed is the name of the game | 2:45 minutes | 95.k views | 91.k likes | 86.k comments 

A Y O???

PLS mammon sounded so hot 

I don’t know who I’m jealous of or who I’d rather be rn 

I wanna be the car 

Come get y’all’s dinner, we’re eating good toDAY

†

The pretty lighting of the fish tank washes over you, highlighting the red scratch lines trailing down Levi’s abdomen to where you’re placing kisses along his hips and pelvis. The sounds are a bit exaggerated- both to make the demon squirm in embarrassment- and because you’ve got the hood of his jacket thrown up to cover your face. Levi’s got his arms pressed close to his chest, hands gripping the controller so hard the plastic creaks every so often; you can hear the shooting from his game and the frantic mashing of buttons. When you finally take his cock in your mouth, seen by your head bobbing at a fast pace, a loud moan rips from his throat and his hips begin thrusting against your ministrations. The room is filled with whines and whimpers, begs to ‘please go faster’, and your amused laughing. There’s a distinct pop when you pull off his cock and replace your mouth with your hand, all so you could lean up and slam your lips against his. Levi throws the controller to the side, hands scrambling to grab the back of your head and the wrist of the hand that’s jerking him off. He’s practically brainless now as he cries and begs for you to make him cum, switching between that and making those lewd, slick, noises whenever your tongue plays with his. When you command him to cum, he shrieks at the intensity, pulling you closer and closer until you're on top of him and his cum is streaking your clothes. There’s a meek ‘I’m sorry’ and the sound of your giggling before your hands go to the waistband of your pants and the video cuts off. 

Motivation for true gamers | 1:30 minutes | 87.k views | 85.k likes | 74.k comments

Making these sounds my alarm as we speak

WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

Suddenly I’ve become a master gamer 

Never picked up a controller in my life but I’m otw to buy one rn 

Reverse the roles please I beg!! 

†

There’s a fairly large spellbook in your hands as you sit on your boyfriend’s lap at one of the library tables; he has his head buried in the crook of your neck, fingers digging at your hips as he subtly rocks you back and forth over his cock. The side profile shows only your skirt bunched up to your upper thighs and lace green panties tugged down to your knees— everything is completely covered, even when Satan gets bold and begins bouncing you up and down. No sounds are made except for a faint creaking of the chair and the spellbook thudding against the table when your back arches. All movements halt when someone’s shadow passes by, but as soon as they’re gone, your arms reach back to wrap around Satan’s neck, fingers burying in his blonde locks and tugging desperately. You can’t help the way you begin fucking Satan without his guidance or the way short whimpers begin falling from your lips. He lets out a low hiss, wrapping a hand around your mouth harshly to keep things quiet, all while he pushes you forward to bend over the table as he stands. He pounds at you roughly, using the fabric of your skirt to keep your skin from slapping together. The frantic pace doesn’t stop until he’s got you shaking from your orgasm and he’s following along with a muffled growl. Only then does he let go of your mouth and kiss at where his fingers dug in a little too roughly, massaging over your hips as he whispers about a ‘another study session well done’ before the video cuts. 

Shh— quiet in the library | 5:00 minutes | 91.k views | 87.k likes | 82.k comments

regretting never getting into reading after this 

what days do you two go to the library, asking for a friend 

my face was pressed up against the screen the entire video 

can I be the bookmark

putting in my librarian application asap

†

It was a sight that would be found in the best of porn magazines: your body on display with a pretty- expensive- champagne lingerie set that matched the fifth born’s hair color to a tee, while Asmo himself was completely bare, smiling face all dolled up and in frame. What made it even more delicious was his manicured fingers wrapped around his own cock, sliding along the slick area as he gave breathy moans and laughs, all while resting his head on your thigh to watch you pleasure yourself as well. Each bite and lick he delivered to your skin was slow and drawn out, matching the pace each of you were going— but one sharp tug to Azzy’s locks made his back arch with a sharp cry, eyes flashing pink. It’s a blur as he yanks you on top of him, lace-covered ass now on full display for the camera as it bounces along with his movements. The noises are so beautifully vile as you both grind against one another, moans reflecting back that get louder and louder the harder he pulls you down. A few whiny ‘I’m gonna cum!’ exclamations escape him before he forces his cock in you at the last second and practically screams with how intense it made everything feel. There’s thirty seconds of sweet talk and giggling before he’s lifting you up bridal style and you both wag your fingers at the camera before the video ends. 

Dress up, dress down | 8:15 minutes | 123.k views | 117.k likes | 103.k comments 

I can die happy now 

FOR FREE?!?! 

I can’t decide who sounds better or looks better 

^the answer is both 

thank you for the fIVE COURSE FUCKING M E A L 

†

The sound of running water does nothing to hide the sharp sounds of slapping skin or the rumbly growls Beel is letting out. His wings are sparkling under the shower spray, fluttering rapidly as he fucks into you; his muscles flex with each movement, practically showing off to the camera since he has his backside facing it. Your legs, lifted up to his shoulders with your knees to your ears, and your hands gripping tightly at his horns are the only part of you that can be seen. Your voice echoes, though, loud and whiny moans that hitch each time he delivers a harsher thrust. You can see his hands wandering, unable to pick a place to grip or knead underneath his fingertips, just like his head keeps tilting or ducking down to scatter kisses and bites and hickeys over your skin. When his pace finally falters, it’s due to his stuttering hips and an unrestrained moan tears from his throat, followed by ‘c-cumming! G’na cum inside, fuck, fuck—!’ You can see his knees buckle a bit and your hands white-knuckling his horns. He gives a few frantic thrusts before he crushes your body against him and stills, letting the water cascade down your bodies with content sighs. The sound of a door opening echoes, followed by laughter from multiple people, before you’re whispering ‘now how are you gonna sneak me out?’ and the video cuts black. 

A filthy cleaning | 6:26 minutes | 89.k views | 78.k likes | 72.k comments 

Can we talk about his sheer strength?? The muscles?? The effortless pace??

THAT ASS THO 

ain’t never seen a more lucky human 

Is that…the Fangol’s locker room showers-

I— please??

†

For a moment, there’s only giggling and the rustling of blankets to be heard as you crawl onto Belphie’s lap— whose face is completely hidden by the plush pillows surrounding him. There’s a faint huff from the demon as you begin grinding on his lap, which quickly devolves into groans the harder you press against his bulge. It’s not long before he’s full on moaning, though not yet awake, and you’re lifting yourself up to take his cock out. His oversized shirt you’re wearing hides you well- only showing enough skin to tell you weren’t wearing underwear- and shields the way you fist his cock before lining it at your entrance. Belphie stirs then, voice coming out hoarse as he calls your name groggily. You drop down, not bothering to go slow, and the seventh born lets out a high pitched whine, hips raising in surprise before he’s flush against the bed again, letting you fuck him till your hearts content. You do exactly that, with your hands pressed to his chest for support, and his own clawing desperately at your thighs. His voice remains in a higher pitch, moaning and whining and whimpering, getting louder and louder until you let out a sharp demand for him to cum, and then he’s cumming with a broken gasp— all Belphie can do is give choked cries when you keep rocking your hips and the video ends after hearing your ‘nu-uh, baby, not done yet. Still want more.’ 

Wake up call | 7:30 minutes | 84.k views |  80.k likes | 75.k comments 

holy fuck I wanna be belphie so bad 

why don’t I get woken up this way wtf

This! Is! How! You! Do! It! People! 

Can— can we just. Talk about that WHINE THOUGH?! 

The grip on their thighs and hoarse moans are sending me 

[rodolfoparras]

Don’t want it to break, just want it to bend (do you know how to bend?)

Pairing: Top male reader x bottom male character

Synopsis: In which he’s convinced that he can cum without your assistance

cw: 18+, dom male reader, sub male character, use of f slur, homophobia, forced feminization

Thinking about letting a homophobic misogynistic dude bro have a go with one of his toys since he’s so adamant on the fact that he doesn’t need your cock to cum, watching him erratically fuck into the silicone cunt, obscene squelching sounds mingling with the sound of his groans and grunts, the muscles in his back and ass clenching from the sheer force of his thrust but despite how much he tries he just can’t seem to orgasm

“What’s the matter love, that not enough for you?”

And it really isn’t, at least not anymore, doesn’t feel anything like being stretched taut around your length, cockhead continuously ramming into the wall of nerves that his eyes rolling into the back of his head all while you’re whispering lewd things in his ear telling him what a greedy slut he is how he was just made for your dick, words that would otherwise have his lips curling in disgust but has his hole clenching when being practically skewed onto your dick

He’d rather die than admit to any of that though.

“Shut the fuck up”he snaps back, but the pace of his hips have visibly slowed down, clearly giving up on working the silicone cunt and that’s really all it takes for you to approach the other man, hands sneaking around his waist.

“M not a fag,” he says, in an attempt to preserve the last bit of pride in him but there’s no real bite to his words, body willingly relaxing in your arms.

You just hum in response, ignoring the meaning of his words like you’ve done so many times before, while a big warm palm presses down on his lower half, prompting him to bend over for you.

“So pretty princess,” you say, when the man swiftly bends over, hairy hole now on full display and eagerly clenching around nothing.

“Mph- don’t- ah don’t say that ,” he says again, albeit a bit quieter as you line your cockhead up with his entrance , the tight ring of muscles already stretched from earlier endeavors,

“But why shouldn’t I when it’s the truth hm?” You say through shaky breaths as your cockhead pushes past his puckered entrance. “you do look pretty like this, so eager and desperate for me” you hiss, voice growing weaker as he steadily takes you inch by inch.

The man in question doesn’t respond, instead he eagerly bucks his hips, in an attempt to push you deeper inside all while strangled noises escape his lips. By the time your balls are flush against his ass, you got the man practically trembling in your arms, voice all weak when he speaks “fuck fuck, just- ah just please,”

“What is it pretty? You got to tell me ” You murmur into his skin, trying not to lose yourself in the feeling of his tight walls squeezing down on your dick.

“Fuck me please,” he says, voice all soft and it takes everything in you not to cum on the spot.

You just hum in response, clinging onto the last bit of composure as you give an experimental thrust.

And just like clockwork his body jerks in place, shaky breathes escaping his lips as he gets used to the stretch. You let him take his time, while relishing in the feeling of being this close to him again.

It had been a while after all, - weeks actually , partially because he was busy with life, and partially because he was a prideful bastard . But God you missed him, so much so you’re sure that you can blow a load from just being buried inside him “You good?” You say after a while, looking down at the man who’d gone completely silent in your arms.

“Yes yes yes just - ah just fucking hurry up!” the other man hisses, and bucks his hips, clearly having had enough of this teasing.

“Shh it’s alright it’s alright, I got you,” you coo into the crook of his neck, feeling rather amused by the man’s eagerness but nonetheless you comply to his request, completely pulling out of him before slamming back into him again.

“Oh- oh fuck, just ah- just like that!,” He cries out, chucking the last bit of pride onto the ground, as he loses himself in the feeling of your fat cock filling him up, relentlessly slamming into him like he was one of the toys he’d been using earlier “More more more please,”

“Greedy little thing aren’t you? ” you say through shaky breaths but comply with his request, hands gripping his hips in such way you’re sure will leave bruises on them , as you drive up into him.

“feels ah- feels so so good, fuck!” He sobs out, the heat in his groin becoming more prominent as your cockhead continuously brushes against his sensitive spot.

“This what you wanted hm?” You say, puncturing every word with a thrust of of your hips, feeling your own release creep up with each second that passes.

“Yes yes yes” he sobs out while erratically thrusting back onto your cock and it doesn’t take much before he’s inching closer to his orgasm-a couple more rough strokes, and a firm hand pressing down on his windpipe is all it takes before he’s cumming all over himself “going haah - going to cum!”

“Come on love, cum for me, let me know how good I’m making your pretty pussy feel,”

For a moment there are no words exchanged, allowing the other man to catch his breath and when he finally does speak it sends a laughter rumbling right through your chest “this,” he says, sounding out of breath while gesturing between your bodies “doesn’t count,” he continues, referring to the reason as to why you were doing this in the first place.

“No?” You say with a shit eating grin on your face, “how about another round then? Just to be safe”