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plot i need: king/queenmaker Adam, pledged to Charlie/one of the Deadly Sins/etc, and supporting their accession to the throne/a political coup/etc. Their knight ( either willingly or enforced ) who stands at their side beside the throne.

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who's gonna pin him by the wings and ride him

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handing you all a leash with Adam on it, please watch him while I'm away 🫡

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adam occupies the odd space of in between humanity and the divine, and he is horrifying. being a human-made-archangel, his angelic reflexes are not as finely tuned as those of proper angels, even after so many centuries spent in Heaven. he keeps his wings tucked in odd angles, his teeth are too sharp, his eyes too bright. i imagine angel ( like demons ) have true forms manifesting as the apotheosis of power. adam's true angelic form is gryphonic in nature. it doesn't come naturally to him to rely on this, so he rarely makes use of it. but in a flash of lighting or a puff of smoke, you might catch glimpses.

the perception of him amid heaven's higher choirs is noble, and he's respected as a military leader — but there is caution around approaching him. they respect and tolerate him because he wins wars, but fear his temperament. adam is unstable, even if he keeps his composure in check most of the time. he is prone to act in ways angels woud not be capable of acting given their programming. there is nothing divibely cold or objective about him.

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working on some stuff and ... he's so charming and courteous and virtuous and definitely not deranged and hysterical and depraved 🥰

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“You weren’t supposed to see that memorandum,” comes the harsh whisper, the words moving like glass underfoot [ dangerous, deliberate, & sharp, ] Lute is not standing at attention this time; her body is angled, intercepting him before he can cross the sanctified corridor fully. There’s still blood on her tabard from the unauthorized cleaving of an unregistered Exorcist, one who was sticking her nose where it didn’t fucking belong. Her breath is shallow & yet, her hands do not tremble, “I fulfilled my directive. What Sera failed to mention is that the diplomats from Greed requested you by name; not Archangel Michael, not The Speaker; just you. Now, there’s silence from Heaven’s end, like we’re pretending it never happened.” Her eyes lift [ finally ] — a warning: “If Greed is invoking your name in closed diplomatic channels, not as title, but as currency, then someone in Heaven gave them permission. Either you authorized it, or someone above our clearance is playing politics with your legacy.” [ Silence weighs like a verdict, ] “I took the body off-record; buried it beneath the northern vault. They’ll think it self-immolated; you have three days before Sera notices the breach…” She steps back but her voice turns scalpel-clean, “I wasn’t made to navigate treason. But if this is a game you started, I refuse to be a pawn.” [ of course, they both know this is an outright lie; Lute would always follow Adam, ] / take this random blurb; what's going on? I literally have no idea... <3

⅋. THE GILDED CORRIDORS OF HEAVEN'S INNER PALACE STRETCH INTO ETERNITY. One can go mad climbing stairwells and circling domed towers of the choirs for hours. endless spirals of sanctity, corniced with high columns reaching toward the skies. It all gleams with the might of heaven, a maze of holy halls. THE SHARP CUT OF HIS LIEUTENANT DOES NOT MOULD TO THE SHAPE OF HIS CHAMBERS. Beneath the dome which rises above, this architectural hollowed heart, a vast bowl of stone and light, the jagged edges of her are antithetical. His exorcists wear carnage like a second skin. They're brutal creatures, birds of prey built for war, and there is no absolution for monstrous things in a holy place. The remnant of violence staining Lute's uniform carnellian does not surprise him — he expects nothing less from her.

But as she stands at the threshold, a small flutter of judgment, her dictum stabs him with its admonition. The Commander's arms cross over his chest as he indulges her impromptu interrogation, composure at first tempered. ❛ Words from a demon’s mouth mean nothing. ❜ He scoffs, as if to dissuade her doubts. As if it were all part of some grand joke. They both know it isn’t. What he does in the Inferno is his private affair to keep — there is an understanding shared between the knight and the demon nobles. It is the etiquette of war, the treatise of politics; THAT THE REAL AGREEMENTS ARE MADE BENEATH THE TABLE. She does not back down, but neither does he. His tone is like glass left in a desert, collecting irritation as though it were heat. With a shrug, he pushes past her, stalking into his own quarters. ❛ The Rings know whose hand moves the sword when the decrees fall. It's simple. The Devil and all his court know it. Heaven knows it, too. ❜ Even if the wheels of bureaucracy would never recognise any of the dirty work done to oil its machinery. ❛ They just don't like acknowledging it. ❜

A KNIGHT IS A CUTOUT OF DUTY. His sword is pledged to St. Michael, and it speaks the language of bloodshed in God's name. In this, Adam has never faltered. Wing dipped in blood, he has never doubted any order or command thrown at him. EVERYTHING HE DOES, HE DOES IN THE NAME OF HEAVEN. It is not sin, he's convinced himself as he shakes hands with an Overlord. It is duty, he tells himself as he drafts terms with informants from across Inferno. It is simply necessary. ❛ Is that what you think this is? Well, fuck me. Maybe they would call it treason, but the High Council calls anything treason that doesn’t bend to their will. ( Commander stalks forth, grasping her jaw in one gloved hand; not hard, just reprimanding. ) Tell me, Lute — when did ledger-keepers last cleanse a pit of Hellspawn with their own fucking hands? ❜

She looks to him. Their eyes meet. Frustration crawls across his ribs, his essence, a caged monster wrought of centuries of service. ❛ We’re the ones getting down and dirty, gutting demons in the dark. Heaven sure does love its victories, but they can't stomach the stench of them. ❜ It is not an admission. She won't win that from him, not yet. It's a dangerous territory they venture into. What he asks of her goes beyond the purpose she was designed for, and for a flicker of a second, Adam's not quite sure her loyalty to him can withstand the erosion of his own values.

Irritation swells with the thought, then dissipates like smoke. His grip tightens where it cups her jaw, then releases. ❛ Don't presume to lecture me again. I know what I'm doing. ❜

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˗ˏˋ 𝕾𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 : SATAN ━━━ ⟢ I was told we're harassing you now, so that’s why I’m here.

⅋. SHADES OF RED SHIFT AND SWIRL THROUGH THE PALATIAL HELLSCAPE LIKE WINE IN A GLASS. For all he loathes the Pride Ring Capital, at least it can be classified as half-civilised. ( By that, he means that it has the look of a city. ) Wrath is the apotheosis of Inferno, with its barren wastelands, the infernal heat biting into flesh. THE PURPOSE OF THESE DIPLOMATIC VOYAGES, is to maintain stability and enforce the law that binds the two realms. In practice, nothing ever gets done. Lucifer is supposed to be here, but he isn't — which is why Adam is sprawled atop an upholstered lounge in @hellhoundmuses' Hall. Armoured claws toy with the glass he'd snagged off some serving whelp's tray, swirling around the red-black liquid.

The Dragon's voice reverberates through the marble ribs of the Hall, disturbing the ancient dust off the stone gargoyles in their perches. The amusement in his tone does not go unnoticed. ❛ Seriously? He sent you to get on my case? ❜ It's not a revelation. Lucifer had skipped more conferences than he has attended. It's no surprise he's chosen to delegate the agenda to Wrath. ( Adam might have to start taking offence. ) Mighty wings flap once, twice — THE KNIGHT COMES TO ABOUT EYE LEVEL WITH THE DRAGON UPON HIS THRONE. He glances up at Satan through his helm, exasperated. ❛ I hate to say it, my guy, but your King’s a cunt. ❜

The huff that slips from his tone is mangled by the metal, a concession. ❛ Let's hear it. ❜ He casually snatches the floating parchment before him, throwing a cursory glance over the spilt ink before it's strewn aside. ❛ Is this about the claims of ‘indiscriminate targeting’? Because Heaven's already issued an official statement on that. Case's closed. ❜

In a flutter of wings, he flops back into the chair. The weight of his armour shifts as he leans back. ❛ My girls know to target sinners. If a market or two catch fire along the way... ( With a shrug, the glass is brought forth, a sip of wine taken through a half-lifted helm. ) That's on your impish fiends for bunking in authorised areas. ❜

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what if we plotted?

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mind you, regular alcohol has no effect ( unfortunately ) on adam. he has to hit up the imported ambrosia-wine reserves to feel something.

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON SEASON TWO SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ Duty is sacrifice. It eclipses all things, even blood. All men of honor must pay its price.

❛ War is coming, to the whole of the realm.❜

❛ I am indebted to you. ❜

❛ I'm afraid. ❜

❛ We should've just killed her when we had the chance. ❜

❛ When the king speaks, Your Grace, all hear it. ❜

❛ I find myself wondering...do we pursue the same end? ❜

❛ You must accept that the path to victory now is one of violence. ❜

❛ Did you think I would wither in your absence? ❜

❛ You only blame me because your true enemies are out of reach. ❜

❛ She holds love for our enemy. That makes her a fool. ❜

❛ I promise you, you will have all the vengeance that you seek, but you must keep a grip on your impulses. ❜

❛ Do anything but what I ask, and I'll bleed the whole lot of ya. ❜

❛ The gods punish us. They punish me. ❜

❛ This is not the time for blind accusations. We'll know who did this soon enough. ❜

❛ I will not be seen as weak. ❜

❛ Sometimes, we have to pretend. ❜

❛ I cannot trust you. I've never trusted you, wholly, much though I wished to, willed myself to. But now I have seen that your heart belongs only to you. ❜

❛ You think me some kind of monster. ❜

❛ You're pathetic. ❜

❛ We can afford no further mistakes. ❜

❛ You are mad. Mad! You cannot think that I did this! ❜

❛ You would send me to my death. ❜

❛ I would remind you only that when princes lose their temper, it is often others who suffer. ❜

❛ I see all your great adventures have done nothing for your looks. ❜

❛ For too long, I made it my aim to be of consequence. But now, I see that was the wish of a child. ❜

❛ I wish to spill blood, not ink! ❜

❛ Instead of judgment, you display impetuousness, and diminish us in the eyes of our enemy! ❜

❛ Fuck dignity! I want revenge. ❜

❛ They wish now not for the good of the realm, but for the petty satisfaction of vengeance. ❜

❛ Soon they will not even remember what it was that began the war in the first place. ❜

❛ There is no war so hateful to the gods as a war between kin. ❜

❛ I'm as fearsome as any of them. ❜

❛ You showed me grace when you could have withheld it. I'm not often surprised. ❜

❛ I cannot promise to make you happy. But I ask you: make this sacrifice willingly, for all of us. ❜

❛ If you've not yet surmised, you are welcome here. ❜

❛ Sin begets sin begets sin. ❜

❛ If dragons begin fighting dragons, we invite our own destruction. ❜

❛ Do not coddle me. Grant me at least that dignity. ❜

❛ Sadness is a condition of motherhood. ❜

❛ You have as much claim to grief as anyone. ❜

❛ Tales take on a life of their own, like weeds. Unless they are tended. ❜

❛ Always coming and going, aren't you? And I have to clean up afterwards. ❜

❛ You will die in this place. ❜

❛ I have been, at times, unkind, but never untrue. ❜

❛ You must go before you are discovered. ❜

❛ Your mother must've been very beautiful. ❜

❛ You should've burned them when you had the chance. ❜

❛ Is there no honor left in this world? ❜

❛ This is a better death than a traitor deserves. You should thank me for it. ❜

❛ I will not be made to look a fool in front of my allies and enemies. ❜

❛ I believe it is a sin to deny your appetites. They are what make us fully alive as mortal men. ❜

❛ If I may be so bold, you have not seemed yourself of late. ❜

❛ I've barely had the hours to grieve one tragedy before suffering the next. ❜

❛ I've come to know the face of tortured rest well enough. ❜

❛ Do you think simply wearing the crown imbues you with wisdom? ❜

❛ You have no idea the sacrifices that were made to put you on that throne. ❜

❛ What would you have me do? ❜

❛ Do simply what is needed of you: nothing. ❜

❛ Where have you been, these last days? You vanished without so much as a word.❜

❛ There are those who have mistaken my caution for weakness. Let that be their undoing. ❜

❛ If you die, all is lost. ❜

❛ The horrors I have just loosed cannot be for a crown alone. ❜

❛ Do you take issue with me? ❜

❛ I can sit still no longer. I must act. ❜

❛ I did not think they would be so eager to die. ❜

❛ I need them alive. I came here to raise swords, not corpses. ❜

❛ Will you goad me? When your bread and shelter now depend on my pleasure? ❜

❛ I mislike feeling powerless. ❜

❛ I do not know my part. The path I walk has never been trod. ❜

❛ What you cannot do, let others do for you. ❜

❛ There is more than one way to fight a war. ❜

❛ I do not wish to stand alone. ❜

❛ Has your loyalty faded? Or does it flourish only at night and flee the sunrise like a moth? ❜

❛ What we must do now is... terrible. ❜

❛ This is not war. These are crimes against the innocent, that any upright man would repudiate. ❜

❛ And once again, in the name of power, it's the weak and the women who must endure. ❜

❛ Was it worth the price? ❜

❛ I caution you, boldness is one thing, but overconfidence… ❜

❛ You have the impetuousness of youth, and its arrogance, neither of which is to be desired in a king. ❜

❛ Have the indignities of your childhood not yet sufficiently been avenged? ❜

❛ To claim a dragon, you must also be prepared to die. ❜

❛ You can't possibly still be angry about this. ❜

❛ You weren't going to bid me farewell? ❜

❛ It is your way, is it not? When something does not please you, you run. ❜

❛ There are older things in this world than you or I, or living memory. ❜

❛ You are not the player, but a piece on the board. As am I, for that matter. ❜

❛ It is my fault, I think, that you have forgotten to fear me. ❜

❛ It was worth the risk, no matter the outcome. ❜

❛ The enemy without may be fought with swords. The enemy within is more insidious. ❜

❛ Do you take me for a fool? ❜

❛ Oh, you make an art of provoking me. ❜

❛ Stop wasting your life waiting for something that'll never come. ❜

❛ I'm sure you did your best. ❜

❛ They will underestimate you, and this will be your advantage. ❜

❛ If the gods call me to greater things, who am I to refuse them? ❜

❛ Nothing is clean here. ❜

❛ The order of things has changed. Why not embrace it? ❜

❛ It does seem to me that you've made rather a mess here. ❜

❛ I don't need their love. I need their swords. ❜

❛ Mind your tongue. ❜

❛ I mislike all of this. ❜

❛ It seems you need us more than we need you. ❜

❛ So, what was the fucking point in all this then? ❜

❛ It's best to live, I think. However you do it. ❜

❛ You are not alone. ❜

❛ Will you prepare to face such an enemy? Or will you stay here and make yourself easy? ❜

❛ If you hinder our efforts through sloth or unreadiness, I will see you hanged, and your body fed to the dogs in the street. ❜

❛ You've arrived just in time to see my new army. What do you think of it? ❜

❛ This place will have you barking at the moon. ❜

❛ We must all make our sacrifices. ❜

❛ 'Tis no longer our rule that is threatened, our very lives. ❜

❛ Perhaps all men are corrupt and true honor is a mist that melts in the morning. ❜

❛ The dragons dance, and men are like dust under their feet. ❜

❛ We march now toward our annihilation. ❜

❛ There will be time enough to see which one of us is a coward. ❜

❛ There are omens here for those who seek them. ❜

❛ It's all a story and you are but one part in it. You know your part. ❜

❛ I am meant to serve you, and all of these with me, until death or the end of our story. ❜

❛ Be strong. You know you are just. ❜

❛ History will paint you a villain. ❜

❛ I am at last myself, with no ambition greater than to walk where I please and to breathe the open air. To die unremarked and unnoticed and be free. ❜

❛ You speak as if from a distant dream. ❜

❛ Come with me. ❜

❛ My part is here, whether I will or no. It was decided for me long ago. ❜

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okay. NOW i reboot fr fr >:)

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adamcore. i need this in threads, thanks

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i plan to make a proper comeback to this blog and rehaul a bit. with that in mind, i'm intending to have a more cohesive storyline going here and a sort of 'mainverse' in which i can have more plotted and narrative-driven interactions (due to time constraints) in case anyone is interested, i'll have more cohesive info up eventually. i want to plot more in my second arc, set after the series finale. in the wake of the battle at the hotel, the treaty between heaven & hell was breached by the exorcists through the initial act of harming the princess of hell, leading to political fallout. after a shameful defeat, the exorcist legion retreats back to heaven; adam is heavily injured but otherwise alive. for his disregard of the established law of the treaty, as well as for abysmal conduct as both commander and knight of heaven, and the committing of several war crimes, he is given a dishonourable discharge by the heavenly council. enraged, he shuns the orders of the council and sets his mind on retribution against lucifer & the kingdom of hell, inciting a military coup in heaven, backed with the exorcists that remain loyal to him. 🫢⚔️

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𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊: A MUSE PLAYLIST STUDY! list 5 songs that you associate with your muse!  ( bonus:  include lyrics if you'd like! )

THE LAST STAND ━━━ in the heart of the holy see / in the home of christianity / the seat of power is in danger / there's a foe of a thousand swords / they've been abandoned by their lords. ( by sabaton )

HIGHWAY TO HELL ━━━ no stop signs, speed limit / nobody's gonna slow me down / like a wheel, gonna spin it / nobody's gonna mess me around / hey, satan, payin' my dues / playin' in a rockin' band. ( by ac/dc )

DRAGULA ━━━ dead, I am the sky / watching angels cry / while they slowly turn / conquering the worm / dig through the ditches and burn through the witches / I slam in the back of my dragula. ( by rob zombie )

CHRIST ━━━ clap your hands, you motherfuckers / buy the record, sing along / the moment that you dig this song / i will become your newborn christ. ( by ashbury heights )

SOLDIER OF HEAVEN ━━━ white friday, I'll take the stairway to heaven / I'm sky high, when I die, I'll be immortal / forever, I never / I won't return to blood mountain / I am the soldier of heaven ( by sabaton )

tagged by: stole it from another blog of mine tagging: all of you <3

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btw even though i'm very slow / sporadic with writing right now, i'm always thinking about heaven / hell politics, and i'm always down to explore:

any potential heaven crusades into other rings and negotiations between adam & the sins

whatever tentative agreements may exist between overlords and the exorcists. unofficial-official dirty business. adam keeping his soldiers out of prominent turfs to avoid causing chaos in hell by disturbing soul contracts or the like (which could become a potential problem for heaven down the line) meaning they end up targeting lesser demons while the big guys are left to conduct their affairs :') talk about the hypocrisy of heaven, right :')))

conferences with the royal family, or other hellish nobility like the ars goetia. how was the treaty negotiated? what other statutes exist? does heaven authorise demonic presence on earth, whenever necessary, or is forbidden? any galas or events at which there are heaven delegations in attendance? discuss (and let Adam be a nuisance at meetings)

anything in heaven and relating to its council, functioning etc. I don't get to write with enough angels! Adam is a very controversial figure in heaven - he's their best knight, he's michael's knight, he's the commander of the most vicious legion... he's also a pain in the ass to deal with.

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❛ ━━━ describe your muse with crappy ebay reviews 

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❝ i'm like, THEE dilf of all time. ❞