Mads • 25• She/her • I love petting dogs • Enthusiast of said fandoms⤵️ The Witcher, The Mandalorian, Lord of the Rings, Marvel, The Umbrella Academy, What We Do In The Shadows, House of the Dragon, Castlevania -I write stuff for some of these fandoms- Also I like vampires so jot that down. • I’m a witch too so if you’re one hello glad you’re here friend, and if you’re not, hello hope you enjoy the vibes •
$50,000 immediately dropped into my bank account wouldn't improve EVERYTHING but boy it sure would be a grand, sexy little start to a good, happy life path, don't you think
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
One side of my brain while watching Masters of the Universe:
Wow I absolutely love that we’re in the era of live action adaptations being made by people who actually like and respect the source material. He-Man, One Piece, and Sonic are all properties that have inherently goofy premises, and their adaptations work because they actually EMBRACE that. I didn’t even grow up with He-Man, but the movie still caught my interest cause I could tell from the trailer that this was made by people who wanted to do fans of the og justice and they succeeded. It feels like a campy 80s cartoon in the best way :)
The other side:
I NEED ADAM TO LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE HAZEL EYES AND DORKY SMILE SO BAD OH MY GOD I WANNA SIT ON HIS LAP AND RUN MY HANDS THRU HIS HAIR WHILE I SUCK THE AIR OUTTA HIM HE’S SO AWKWARD AND SWEET AND BUFF AND PERFECT AND-
What if the children go to schools unafraid of tear gas and bullets?
What if the birds come back, and the bees are healed, and every species moves from endangered, to threatened, to thriving?
What if the rainforest ADVANCES?
What if every parking lot had solar panels? What if every structure had solar panels? What if we built climbing gyms and terraced gardens in the skeletons of old coal power plants?
What if you baked your neighbor bread, and they shared their home-grown blackberries?
What if every person who needed a home, had one? What if every person who needed healing was healed?
What if every body was treasured for what it was, not what it should be?
What if every trans child's parents attended their graduation, their wedding, their new-name-day?
What if every warehouse became a closed-circle repair station? Goods flowing out, and back, and out again? What if landfills started to SHRINK?
What if the water and air were clean? What if there was enough public transit that the cars dwindled, leaving the streets safe for kids on bikes, evening deer, midnight cats and foxes?
The condors are back. The whales are saved. The sea turtles are no longer endangered. The cranes are back. The bees are recovering. The air in LA and Tokyo and London is clean again. The aquifers in the LA Basin are refilling.
Children are kinder than previous generations. Parents are stopping the abuse cycle. Being trans and queer is more acceptable than ever on a ground level.
It's hard to see if you're young, if you don't know how to step back from social media and the news. But remember--bad news sells, and the algorithm knows despair keeps you scrolling. It's a skewed lens.
We are fighting and we are winning against this adminstration's bullying. We are coming together against the bullies and they are running away scared because they don't understand that we will do that.
People are working hard every day to find ways to make sure fewer animals get hit by cars and planes and rockets.
Maker spaces are more common than ever. Solar and wind are more common than ever. Coal plants are shutting down every day.
Unprecedented numbers of acres are being bought back or given back to their rightful stewards, and the world heals because of it. People are working hard every day to learn how to help a forest recover faster.
We are not at zero. We are at decades of effort to heal the world. We've come SO far.
In 1982 there were only 22 California Condors left in the world. In 1992, when the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service (USFWS), with its public and private partners, began reintroducing captive-bred condors to the wild. In 2001 the first wild nesting occurred in Grand Canyon National Park since re-introduction. In 2002 there were only 8 pairs of wild nesting birds population-wide. In 2008, for the first time since the program began, more California condors were flying free in the wild than in captivity. Today there are nearly 500 – more than half of them flying free in Arizona, Utah, California, and Baja Mexico.
When I was born, there were no condors in the wild. I'm 37 now, and there are over 250 condors flying free.
When my mom was born in 1955, there were days when she wasn't allowed to go outside to play, because of the air pollution. When I was born, that never happened anymore.
When I was born, humpback whales were critically endangered, and people thought they were going to go extinct. Today, they've recovered to exceed their recorded numbers. Other whales too!
We fixed it.
We CAN fix it and we ARE fixing it and we DID fix it.
Since 1990 extreme poverty has decreased worldwide by over HALF.
This is not the narrative media sells us. We have access to more information about suffering now than we used to, but things are getting BETTER overall. Yeah some people are trying to undo this, but we have made SO MUCH PROGRESS. Don't give up.
Another lucretiouswept inspired artwork, when I saw this it gave such @lucen-art vibes swapping raven with crow so I do a little sketch comic of them 🐦⬛💚
Real thing that changed how i write: I started asking "what does this character think is wrong with them" and separately "what is actually wrong with them." Those two things are almost never the same. She thinks she's too much. She's actually terrified of being too little. He thinks he's bad at commitment. He's actually just never met someone he trusted enough. The gap between their diagnosis of themselves and the real thing, that's your character arc right there. you don't have to explain it. just write both.
warnings: fluff and smut, AFAB reader, Adam has fangs, oral, unprotected sex (don't do this), creampie, fluffy lovey dovey smut, service top Adam, you call each other 'baby' a ton, not proofread, YOU LOOOOOOOOOOOVE EACHOTHER
You once again found yourself in Adam's bed, your head on his chest, feeling the heat of his body and the steady thrum of his heart beneath your cheek. You listened to him tell you stories of his home, the low timbre of his voice pleasant to your ears.
"Once I find my sword, I want to take you to Eternia with me." he says to you.
You shifted, pulling yourself up just enough to look at him. You smiled as you stroked his cheek. "Is that so? Am I so special that I get to go to another world with you?"
"You are," he says without missing a beat. He turns to place a kiss to your palm. "I know we haven't been dating for a long time but... you're important to me. And I want us to be together. I don't want to leave you behind once I find my way home."
"Oh..." Your heart clenched at the sincerity in his voice. "Adam, baby, you're important to me too, you know. And yeah, I know it hasn't been a long time but..." You moved your fingers to gently trace the shape of his lips. "You feel like the best thing that's ever happened to me."
He looks at you with the widest, gooiest smile on his face, his little fangs on full display. "You really mean that?"
"Yeah," you murmured softly. "I do."
Adam was the sweetest, kindest, most loveable man you had ever met. You remember talking to your roommate the night after your first Hinge date with Adam. You described him as being so handsome and perfect that he couldn't possibly be from this earth. And that turned out to be the truth.
"You're just so... perfect."
He let out a soft laugh, nudging his face into your neck to hide his blush. "You'd be the first girl to say that about me."
"Hm, well. It's their loss. I've got the prince now." You placed a kiss to his head, ruffling his golden blonde hair.
He pulled his face away from your neck, looking up at you with a dazed, adoring smile. He reached up, his large hand cupping your cheek with a gentle reverence, stroking with his thumb. "When I take you to Eternia, I'm gonna make you a princess."
You giggled with pure joy, nearly overwhelmed with the amount of affection you felt for this man. "Adam, I think I love you."
His eyes widened, his lip trembling as he answered you. "I...I love you too."
You let out a soft laugh, nudging your nose against his in a playful nuzzle, and pressed your lips to his.
Adam groaned as he returned the kiss, pouring every ounce of the affection and longing he had been holding back into you. His hand instinctively found your waist, squeezing as he attempted to ground himself.
He eventually pulled away, only to trail kisses over your jaw to your neck. He sank his teeth gently, lovingly, into the soft skin where your neck and shoulder met, before soothing the spot with his tongue. He heard you moan, and the sound sent a fresh wave of heat through him.
"Baby..." he moaned your name. "Baby, I want you." He continued to press kisses and nips to your neck. "Please? Please, baby? I love you. I love you. I love you."
The pleasure of his lips and tongue and teeth on your neck rendered you helpless. "Adam...you have me. You have me, sweetheart."
He rolled you onto your back, covering your body with his larger frame. He immediately reaches for the waistband of your sleep shorts. "Can I?"
You smile and nod your head, reaching out to tug on his shirt. "Only if you take this off, too."
He grins a fangy smile as he pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere onto his bedroom floor. His torso is lean, a bit of softness at his tummy, with a trail of dark hair leading from his belly button to below his waistband. He immediately pulls your shorts down your legs along with your panties, and you take the opportunity to strip yourself of your own shirt, leaving you completely naked and exposed to him.
"Oh my god..." Adam chokes out in awe. "You're so beautiful, baby."
You giggled with pure happiness, reaching out to wrap your arms around him and pull him back down on top of you. "You aren't so bad yourself, my handsome prince."
Adam's brain nearly short circuits from the skin-to-skin contact. He pulls away just enough to look down at you, his eyes trailing over your body, taking in the glorious softness of your breasts, your tummy, your thighs. He moved his hands to your inner thighs, gently pushing them apart to expose your glistening pussy.
"Fuck, baby," he chokes out. He slides his hands all over your body, squeezing the fat of your tummy between his fingers, kneading the mounds of your breasts. "You're gorgeous. I love you so much."
You giggled with pure happiness, all too happy to let him touch you as he pleased. You squirmed every time he squeezed another part of you, unable to keep still with the pure delight of his touch.
Meanwhile, Adam is mesmerized. He looks at you with a blissed out expression, completely enamored by how you respond to his touches. His gums began to itch, feeling the need to bite and mark and taste.
He does just that, leaning down to take a nipple in his mouth. He gently scrapes with his fangs as he laves his tongue over it. He lets it go with a pop, only to shove his face in your breasts to bite and lick everywhere he can reach.
"So soft..." he murmurs. You giggle and sigh as you lay there and accept his affection.
He moves from your breasts to trail kisses down your tummy, finally stopping where you need him most. He looks up at you from between your legs with heavy lidded eyes, before running his tongue along the length of your cunt.
"Adam!" You cry out his name as he starts licking. You move your hands to his hair, grasping the strands to ground yourself as he licks and sucks like he was tasting the finest ambrosia. "Oh...oh god..."
He groans against your pussy, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard, causing your body to jerk with the sudden pleasure.
"I'm close..." you whined softly. You continued to moan as he kept sucking your clit, your body shaking with pleasure as your orgasm raked through you.
Adam sat up on his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He grins down at you, his hair wild as he breaths hard.
"Come back here," you reach up toward him, beckoning him to return to your arms. He obeys without hesitation.
He settles over you, his body between your thighs, you splayed out underneath him. You grasped him in your arms, holding him to you as he began to press more kisses to your cheek, your jaw, your neck, like he couldn't resist covering you with his marks again.
You groaned in frustration when you realized you were both still separated by his sweatpants.
"Get these off, baby."
It takes a herculean effort for him to pull away from your skin, but he finally does. He obediently slings off his sweats, now completely exposed to you.
You don't even get to look at him properly before he's back on you, settling himself on top of your body. You giggle at his clinginess and bring your hands to his hair, petting soothingly.
"I want you so bad..." He whines into your neck. He begins rolling his hips, clumsily sliding his cock against your slick labia. You lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding against your clit.
"I want you too, lovey," you murmur into his ear. "Here, let me help."
You reach down between your bodies, grasping his cock in your hand and guiding the tip to your entrance. He gains his composure enough to push inside, both of you moaning loudly as you're finally connected.
"Oh, fuck...." he moans in relief. He props himself up on his forearms, looking down at you with the most fucked out expression you've ever seen on him. Finally, he begins to move, rolling his hips in gentle circles, grinding his abdomen onto your clit with each rotation. "You're amazing."
He keeps that rhythm for awhile, until he begins to thrust harder, losing himself in your warmth. "I'm gonna take you away from here," he says with a breathy voice. "I'm gonna bring you home with me. Gonna make you a princess. Gonna make you a queen."
He kisses everywhere he can reach, moaning and gasping your name. The bed creaks beneath you with every thrust of his hips, your bodies rocking against each other.
Beneath him, you're completely mindless with pleasure. Every thrust of his cock inside of you massages your walls and brings you closer to the edge.
"Adam..." you whine, grasping his arms. "It's so much...I'm gonna come again..."
"Please," Adam continues his frantic thrusts, his pelvis slapping the back of your thighs with each thrust. "Please, come. C'mon, wanna feel it, wanna feel you come, please please please."
You were gone. You fall apart beneath him, moaning and grasping at his shoulders as you come on his cock.
"Yeah, baby. That's it. Fuck, thank you, thank you," he's babbling nonsense, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breathing. He's close, you can tell."
"Come on, come for me sweetheart," you moan into his ear. You rub your hands up and down his back, over his neck, through his hair. "Come inside. I want you too."
He cries out, his hips stuttering as he spills himself inside you, his cum painting your insides with each thrust.
He collapses beside you, both of you breathing hard as you come down from your highs. You turn your heads to look at each other, both of you bursting into breathless giggles as you lay there splayed on his bed.
Unable to stay apart any longer, you both gravitate to each other's arms. You glue yourself to his chest, and he holds you close to him. You're both sweaty and sticky and thoroughly blissed out.
Suddenly, you hear sniffling.
"Oh, Adam," you sit up to look at his face. His brows are furrowed and small tears fall from his eyes. You place a hand on his cheek. "Baby, what's wrong?"
He shakes his head. "Nothing. That was just... really good."
Oh, your sweet boy. You immediately curl back into him, holding him close. He clings to you as he softly cries into your hair.
"I mean it you know," he says after a moment, his voice still shaky from crying. "I'm bringing you home with me."
"I know," you place a kiss to his chest. "And I can't wait."
You both fall asleep like that, in each other's arms, your sweet prince holding you tightly to his chest.
