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BLOWS UP OMG 🤭🤭

last song: picture you by chappell roan (i am obsessed over her as of this past month…)

favorite color: PURPLE 🤞🏽 (and green bc such a pretty combo)

currently watching: helluva boss (show is currently playing rn) other than that mindleslly watching video essays on yt

sweet/savory/spicy: spicy all the way!!! only down side is the upset tummy (i can handle it)

relationship status: single 🦅 (but married to soo many fictional characters)

current obsession: video essays, hazbin hotel, helluva, regretavtor (more things that i’m blanking on)

last thing i googled: chappell roan, wanted to see if i had a shot (i don’t)

non-pressure tags: @heavenlyraindrops (dont have a lot of mooties i dont know personally 🧍🏽 my usuals are irls)

9 people you’d like to know better

Thank you for the tag @clockwork-ashes and @lovely-vanserra-sunshine

Last song: Riot by Hollywood Undead- trust me I regret a full shuffle too. Lol

Favorite color: pastels but pink

Currently watching: Does GTLive count?

Sweet/Savory/spicy: sweet

Relationship status: Chronically single

Current obsession: -gestures around- acotar

Last thing you googled: atmospheric gravity wave experiment

No pressure tags: @acourtofladydeath @mybestfriendmademe @tilseptemberends @tsunami-of-tears @hieragalbatorixdottir @shadowdaddies @mika-no-sekai-blog @wickedfelinaxo @achaotichuman

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teehee 🤭

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Some frog wizard magic ✨

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UGHHHH KTWPKRS. this (also it was between stolas and tom nook….)

non pressure tags!!!! @thephoenixstar @heavenlyraindrops @thouarta + annyy one who wants to join :DDD

How do people perceive you?

Post your favourite person/character anything that you're obsessed over right now and do this quiz :)

Tagging: @chaoticspeedrun @honeysleepy @varcic @blankcreator @n0vatsu @bednbunfast

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ASDASGB THIS IS SO CUTE ADF;SG blows up

auhhh ooo (non-pressure tags and anyone who wants to join)

@thephoenixstar @heavenlyraindrops

@tomtomslongdong thank u for tagging me honey! you know i love cute shit like this hehehe

the goal is to make it look as much like yourself as possible, so <3

link to make your own here

pssssst please feel free to tell me to fuck off if you don't like being tagged in these but: @calumfmu @cinemabean @eddiesxangel @eiightysixbaby @ghostlyfleur @joshlmbrt @lighteyed @littlexdeaths @obriengf @urhoneycombwitch @xxbimbobunnyxx (alternatively if you enjoy participating in these and i didn't tag you pls lmk and i promise to tag you from now on)

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actually fell to my knees what the heck crying actualt shaking the bars of my cage omg

actually me now frl

♱ Father Forgive Me (For I have Sinned) ~Chapter Thirteen ♱

Lucifer Morningstar x Angel!Reader Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Chapter Thirteen Warnings: profanity Click on the first tag to see all the other chapters

♱Where the purest soul in Heaven falls for the Devil♱

[Chapter Thirteen]

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One month had passed. Your decision was approaching, faster than you had thought it would. What would you say?

You still didn’t know.

“I’ll be back from the extermination,” Adam said smugly, Lute crossing her arms behind him. He dropped his voice to a whisper. “Decided yet?”

“Yes,” you lied through your teeth.

“Not coming this year?” Lute smirked, unaware of your and Adam’s whispered conversation going on in front of her. Adam’s eyes slid to you, then he rolled them, making you scowl.

“No,” you said flatly. Adam’s eyes hardened.

“We’re gonna go after Lucifer’s brat’s shitty hotel first,” he sneered. “Shame you can’t be there to watch it.”

“Shame,” you replied, heart pounding against your ribcage.

You watched them disappear down the portal to Hell, along with another rush of the exterminators, eager for bloodshed, before the portal closed up completely.

You rubbed your eyes.

“Keep Charlie safe,” you muttered, as if it was a prayer, except one in a god you were slowly losing faith in.

♱♱♱

Adam was dead.

It had been almost a week since they had left for the extermination. Everyone was in such a flurry, a mess, that no one bothered to pay any attention to you or answer your questions. Sure, you were the great [name], but you were just another angel when it came to status.

Sera was stressed. Emily was in shock. You were in shock. And the last time you had seen Lute was the last time you had seen Adam.

What seemed to scare everyone to their core, however, wasn’t just Adam’s death: it was the fact that angels could die. You remembered Avery, and her missing friend. No doubt the girl was dead. You fiddled with your bracelet, before ripping it off and tossing it onto the table.

You hadn’t heard from Lucifer, either.

The front door creaked open, spilling pale light into your dim living room. You shot up as Lute entered.

“Lute, God, you’re okay,” you breathed, your concern for her shocking the both of you. Your eyes fell to her shoulder, and your heart leapt into your throat. “Where’s your arm?”

She stared at you, and you could have swore her eyes were glowing with barely restrained fury. You took her by the shoulder and steered her into the room, sitting her down where you were before.

“Do you need anything?”

She stared at you, and you wondered if she was ever going to speak. And then, finally, she did.

“Water.”

“On it,” you said, rushing to the kitchen for a glass.

You thrust it towards her, a few droplets spilling over the edge and rolling down the glass. She took it with her remaining hand. You sat next to her.

“Tell me everything.”

She downed the water, but her voice was still raspy. You couldn’t place the aura that surrounded her, but you could see the anger in her tensed muscles, her furrowed brow. “Adam’s dead,” she muttered, setting the glass down. “We were fucking winning, then Lucifer showed up and…” she rubbed her eyes, albeit aggressively. You noticed them glistening with unshed tears. “That stupid child, demon, thing- stabbed the shit out of him.” She looked away again, as if to hide her grief from you. You rubbed her back soothingly, and she tensed up, turning back to look up at you.

“If you ever need to talk,” you murmured. “I’m here.”

She sighed, doubling over. You decided to prompt her to speak with another question.

“What happened to your arm?” You pressed gently. Her lip curled.

“That bitch Vagina-“

“Huh?”

“Vaggie,” she seethed. She buried her head in her hand, shoulders shaking. You pressed your arm against hers, trying to offer her as much comfort as possible. She wouldn’t elaborate on the single name she had mentioned, and you wondered if Vaggie had cut her arm off.

“Adam told me something,” Lute said abruptly. “Before he died.” She looked at you, and you could feel your heart rate picking up, beating so hard it was painful. You stopped yourself from pulling away in case it would seem suspicous.

“What did he say?” You asked gently, doing your best to keep the tremor out of your voice. She shook her head soundlessly. “That’s fine. You can tell me when you’re ready.”

A few more minutes of sitting in comfortable silence before she had stood up, mumbling that she had to go. You showed her outside, before hugging her fiercely while still being mindful of her arm.

She’d left and you went back inside, staring out the window and watching her fly away into the sky. Your stomach churned.

You looked down at your clenched fists. He was dead. Lute’s affirmation had let it sink in for you properly now. You felt sick and relieved at the same time.

Because your secret died with him.

You stumbled to the bathroom. You were going to throw up- again, and you did, all into the toilet. You flushed it, slumping down onto the bathroom floor and breathing heavily. Adam was dead. You didn’t have to marry him. You didn’t have to choose. No one in the world knew anymore- except you, and Lucifer. You stood up with trembling legs, scraping yourself together and steadying yourself on the sink, staring at your reflection. Your face had gone pale.

He was dead. He was really dead.

He wouldn’t barge into your house without knocking like he used to, anymore. He wouldn’t scream your name down the street. He wouldn’t laugh the raucous way he did, that you had gotten so used to. You stifled any regretful feelings, pushing them down, not allowing yourself to cry. He was an asshole to you. It was for the best.

You went to the living room, and your eyes fell on Lute’s half-empty glass. You suddenly remembered the bracelet, the one you had tossed onto the table where the glass now sat, your link between you and Lucifer. Your eyes skimmed across the table to the spot you had last left it, and…

It wasn’t there.

♱♱♱

A/N: second chapter of the double release! Damn exams are killing me. Njoyy (Coco if ur reading this. I made the cliffhanger bcuz ur such a nosey bitch 😡😡)

hey guys I thought I posted this but turned out that I didn’t and it was just sitting in my drafts like an abandoned child

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omg another OC im obsessed with…i luv her sm avtually my silly birdie (Orabella)

also the last drawing was done by my sister :D @thephoenixstar lovely creature actually (i blow jer up in my mind constantly) and she drew orabella for me and gave me the name 🤭🤭🤭 (it was an art trade, i drew one of her OCs in turn)

i havent stopped drawing her actually….kinda obsessed with her. also the next one as semi nudity but its nothing too graphic 😁 (its literally just a butt)

these are just the doodles 💞 idk i may finish these and render them

i might yap ab her not entirely sure

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err kinda insane over this COTL fanfic and drew the mc hh

also ignore mt chicken scratch handwriting plz i am freezing

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*rolls up into drive through*

Uhh, can I have a Gn reader x lmk Wukong with a reader who was an ex-fan of Jttw, aka they read the book when they were younger and were eager to actually meet Wukong, Thank you :33

Alrighty :3 just pull up to the second window where your order will be ready also apologies if this is really short!

Meeting one's idols | Sun Wukong x GN! Reader

Relationship: (assuming) Platonic Warnings: None!

You were a huge fan of JTTW from a very young age

An older family member used the stories to entertain the children at family gatherings, mainly telling the sillier stories. From those stories, your interest was piqued. 

You begged your family member to lend you the book, wanting more of the stories. It took weeks but you eventually got it. They even allowed you to keep it much to your joy. 

In your child mind, you would only read it at night, just when the moon was the only light that lit your room.

As you got older, you read all the books and even did some research to further your knowledge. 

While you loved all of the characters, your favorite was Wukong. Of course, he was, while he wasn’t the main character, the first book dedicates a few chapters to his early years. You knew it all, from his beginnings, being born from the stone egg to his entrapment under a mountain. You even had the whole tale memorized.

Out of your whole family and friends, you held the most knowledge of JTTW. But you believed that you could gain more knowledge, which led to you wanting to go into research.

However as you grew up, you would slowly distance yourself from the stories, still retaining the knowledge. That didn’t change your mind on the field of study.

Once you entered university, you decided to study history and literature.

Which allows you to study in Megapolis. 

There you met Mei, who introduced you to Mk, Pigsy, and Tang. 

Tang was the one to bring up the topic of JTTW, which loosened a bind in your mind, all of your knowledge unwinding.

Meeting MK and Tang was a dream come true for you since all three of you bounced around facts about the journey. It was when you expressed how you were studying research that Tang lit up and shared with you his notes. (Pigsy just tiredly looks at his husband and you LOL) 

When MK revealed that he is Sun Wukongs apprentice, you nearly exploded on the spot.

THE WUKONG?? 

That was when MK and Mei (and Tang) told you the whole story, how MK found his staff, and how it led to Wukong training him. They told you about the battle of LBD (an event you barely remembered, having frozen alongside the rest of your family). 

You were in awe, these were the people who saved the land and you had no idea up until now?? 

Now you feel so insignificant next to them, to which they catch on pretty fast and reassure you that they are still normal people.

A couple of days later, you are doing deliveries with MK (taking up the job after seeing how many orders Pigsy was getting. Today was one of your training days and MK was showing you his usual routes.)

There was one question that lingered in the back of your mind, however, you were too embarrassed to say it.

“Can I meet Wukong?”You blurt out before your mind can even process what you said. You slap your hands over your mouth and feel your face getting warm. You look at MK who looks at you from the corner of his eye, a wide smile on his face, and begins to laugh a little. 

“I thought you’d never ask!” He says, turning the vehicle around. You cover your face with your hands, still mortified. 

“Mk…You don’t have to.” You say, your face and ears warmer than the sun.  He barks out a laugh.

“No way! I talk about you to him all the time. He is interested in meeting you.” 

You think you are going to explode. There is no way MK is talking about you to the Monkey King and there is no way that he is interested in meeting you. 

Eventually, you and MK end up at a temple. MK hops out of the vehicle, skipping his way to the doors. He begins to knock frantically as you begin to slowly make your way to the door. 

After a bit, the temple door opens wide enough to reveal Sun Wukong. 

If you could implode and explode and repeat that for a bit, you are sure you would have. Your mind seems to malfunction as he looks at you, before smiling. 

“Ah, you must be MK’s researcher friend.”

Yeahh, you just stopped working. 

After you gain access to your mind, you nod and Wukong barks out a laugh. “I know my greatness can be a lot to take in. But please, come in, as long as you don’t comment on the mess.”

You jumped in after him, basically pushing MK aside as you followed. You hear Mk giggle at your nerdiness. 

You spent the whole evening asking Wukong about his life (the bits he was willing to share) and listened to his stories after the journey.

aaaa i am sorry if this wasn't exactly what you wanted :(

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“GUYS! You cannot tell me that Millie and Moxie would be THE BEST parents

Like Millie would dress the child up in cute outfits and parade them around all excitedly and Moxie would freak out thinking he wouldn’t be a good father but the two would take turns singing lullabies with them and UGH I need this”

this is something one of my friends said, & i feel like it has a lot of potential as a prompt!!

-🕰️

omg...if u come back regularly u could be the first ever anon i have kekw BUT YES DGKS these would be HCS

Sweet Bundle of Joy | Moxillie x Child!GN!Reader

Relationship: Familial Warnings: None!

YOU ARE SO CORRECT THEY WOULD BE THE BEST PARENTS fbsrg

so there are two approaches for them, being their bio child and being adopted. 

If you are adopted, they do not care if you are a different type of hellborn, they take you in and become your parents.

It is kinda hard to say who would find you first, but I think they would find you at the same time while out either on a date or doing something mundane (like groceries)

Once Blitzø finds out that they adopted, he is shaking with excitement, having something to bond over with them. So he gives them time off so they can get accustomed to you.

If you are their bio kid, Moxxie fainted when Millie told him that she was pregnant

This kinda leads to a conversation between the two of them, not about if they were going to keep you, but if they were ready. More so Moxxie is concerned if he is ready, but we will get into that later.

I don’t know why you would think otherwise, Moxxie is a worry rat and Millie is the same. No matter how much Moxxie and Blitzø tell her to rest (Blitzø does it to shut Moxxie up), she is like “Guys I’m fine,” then fucking pummels a guy LOL

When she becomes visibly pregnant, that's when Blitzø puts his foot down and makes her stay in the office with Loona or not take any clients in the human world (Claiming it’s a limited-time deal lol)

When she goes into labor, Moxxie is panicking to all hell and once again Blitzø is the one to kinda (kinda) step up and push Moxxie to take her to the hospital

After you are born, again Blitzø (being the generous boss he is) gives Moxxie and Millie the time to get acquainted with you, forming a new routine now that they have a newborn (let me tell you, it's a lot LMFAO)

He even offers to watch you for a while so they can get rest. (Moxxie would try to argue with him but Millie would shut him up by dragging him to their shared room so they can fucking rest)

General HCS

As for how the other characters feel about you: BLITZØ FUCKING LOVES YOU LMFAO- He is your honorary uncle. When he is around you, he lessens the crude jokes (at least until you are old enough to understand them) and even gives you anything horse-related (he wants you to like horses like him he wants to share all the information he has about them to someone other than Stolas and Fizz). Loona is a little less enthused, but she doesn’t hate you. Especially if M&M adopted you, she looks after you fondly. (Will pummel anyone who points out her soft spot for you actually). Stolas is happy to be around a kid, often thinking of his sweet Via when she was a baby and small. He coos at you and almost took you home with him. (Moxxie took you back and held back Millie before she pounced on him LMFAO). Via doesn’t care too much but will share some of her interests with you if you ask her about them. Fizz and Ozzie meet you through Blitzø and they freak out thinking he had a kid. When he explains that you are M&M’s kid, the sigh of relief they breathe is INSANE LMFAO (it kinda leaves Blitzø a little offended) They both coo at you, thinking you are the sweetest thing in all of hell. Ozzie thinks back to when Charlie was a baby. It’s safe to assume, that you are going to be spoiled by a lot of people and M&M has a whole village after them, including Millie’s family.

Speaking of Millie’s family, they are so enthused with you that they hand you a weapon on your first birthday. Her parents are head over heels for you, being their first grandkid (Idk if they have any other grandkids, so I am assuming they don’t lol). Her siblings are similar to Blitzø but they do not get to see you often, being in the wrath ring while she is in the pride ring. But she does make an effort to go see them more when she doesn’t have work.

For obvious reasons, they keep you out of the greed ring, Moxxie is afraid that word of you will reach his dad. 

Going back to the topic of work, depending on your age, they will either have you on the strap-on baby carrier or leave you at the office with Loona (bonding time fr). If you are in the baby carrier, you somehow are all clean while the person you’re attached to is all bloody.

Back to Millie and Moxxie, this is their first time doing the whole parenting thing. While Millie is confident that she will be a good mother (and she is), Moxxie is worried that he will be like his father.

Millie and Moxxie looked at you as they closed the door, you were sleeping so peacefully. They would have thought you were sent from heaven if they were anywhere else. Millie looked at her husband, seeing him smile softly, but she could tell something was bothering him. 

“Moxxie? Is everything okay honey?” She steps to him and places a hand on him to comfort him. He leans into her touch and sighs. 

“Yeah…It’s just…” He trails off, worrying Millie.

“Mox?”

“I am worried that I will end up like my dad,” Moxxie says, his voice softer. Millie’s look softens from her concern. She takes him to their room and pulls out a box from under their bed. Confused, Moxxie tries to peek at the box to get a clue as to what it is. Millie pulls out a small pile of papers and hands them to Moxxie. He looks through them one by one. All of them were doodles, all done by you. Some were of you alone or playing with your toys. Others were of your other family members: you and Blitzø, you and Loona, and the day you spent with Stolas and Octavia. The final few papers were of your little family. Some mimicking your day out together to an amusement park, visiting Millie’s family for the moon festival. The last paper he saw was a drawing of him and Millie. Across the top were the words “Hell’s best parents.”

Safe to say Moxxie spent the night crying in Millie’s arms and that drawing was kept on his side of the bed. 

When they sing you to sleep, the tunes change depending on who is lulling you. If it’s both of them, they sing a little tune made about the three of you. Millie will sing the same lullabies her parents sang her, while Moxxie sings musical numbers. (Think Dear Theodosia kind of vibes)

Moxxie and Millie LOVE to dress you up, the matching outfits are so cute that they can’t resist. 

You also grow up using weapons! It’s mainly Millie who teaches you since Moxxie wants you to get a little bigger before you learn how to use a gun (stemming from his trauma with his dad) So you grow up with the strength of your mom, and some of the protectiveness. Blitzø jokes that you should start to work for I.M.P. but that gets shut down quickly by Moxxie and Millie. 

Moxxie shares his love of musicals with you. Not that he pushes it onto you, but it is his way of bonding with you.

If you express any of your interest, Moxxie and Millie will get whatever they can to push you to do what you are passionte about.

Obviously you do not have to worry about coming out to them! Just because they are in hell doesn't mean they are monsters.(Moxxie is literally bi lol) If it is something that they don't fully understand, they will listen to you as you explain it.

Trans? They will help you transition if you so desire and use your preferred pronouns! (even going as far as to editing old post where you are mentioned) Have a preffered name? They are willing to change it and use it like it's nothing (similar to the pronouns thing)

Overall, they love being your parent and do their best to raise you.

GUGHUGH i luv them sm

also ask are still not open but I might as well throw this into the dark

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his name is donnie bc when i got him i was crazy obsessed with ROTTMNT 🤭🤭

uquiz & picrew

Wanted to do this because @thejudiciousneurotic did!! (I really am a lovable idiot)

No pressure tags!! @sweetadonisbutbetter @spongejuice @vixezn @zxphy + anyone else/open tag!

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ACK THIS IS SO CUTE ☹️☹️

funny thing, i am afraid of bugs and am constantly told i might be neurodivergent (i dont listen

AGH *blows up*

also wanted to put the car but none of them looked like my baby :(

said baby btw

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Wanted to do this because @thejudiciousneurotic did!! (I really am a lovable idiot)

No pressure tags!! @sweetadonisbutbetter @spongejuice @vixezn @zxphy + anyone else/open tag!

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reblogging with the edited version for the credit of the artist teehee

Omi gosh I fell for your Adam post instantly!

What about him after getting trapped in hell or something, he gets to meet a sweet fallen angel??

Like, she was so concerned because she knew how bad it felt to be damned to hell and falling from grace so she did her best to make him feel better!

(They're both unaware that they'll be smitten with eachother in the future and would have matching wedding rings)

hhh fallen adam and fallen reader tearing my hair out (lovingly) this is the inspo for adams look! EDIT: I GOT THE ARTIST!!!! ARTIST IS SCOUT_ISH IN TWT!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH HUNTERS-TRASHBLOG FOR TELLING ME!!!! also reader will be slightly thicker/implied to be chubby!! but other than that, everything is kept ambigous so you can imagine yourself!! adam 4 the chubbies teehee

Bewitched | Adam x Fem! Reader

Relationship: Romantic Warnings: None!

Adam grimaced as he looked at himself through a broken piece of mirror. Long gone was the golden halo, now replaced with horns that mimicked his exorcist horns. His handsome face was no longer human, now looking like his mask. When he first arrived, he thought it was one, and tried with all his might to remove it, his face being a different color than his maroon body. The realization that this was his body now dawned upon him in the moments afterward. He turned to look at his back, knowing that under his shirt were stubs, stubs where his once golden wings were. Instead of wings, he had a tail, similar in color to the rest of his body. Overall, Adam hated his new look.

He knew that no matter how much he looked at himself or avoided his gaze, he would still look the same. The truth of his reality that he kept running from, he was the very thing that he hated, he hunted, he killed. He was now a sinner. Fallen from grace, no longer in favor of the heavens. Truly left with no hope of ever being in God's good graces. This was the harshest truth Adam had ever faced, and it hurt more than his fall and even more than his wives leaving him. He didn’t know how to comprehend it at first, all his death, which was far longer than his life, he had only ever known Heaven. 

He didn’t know what to do with his afterlife now. Not to say he was put together in Heaven, but after his divorce from Eve things never really improved; But now that he was in the same place as the people he saw below him? That fact alone wasn’t making things better. His first few days in Hell were spent with him licking his wounds, and gathering his thoughts. Adam couldn’t keep to himself forever, returning to the same alleyway that he was calling his temporary home. But where would he go? He knew he wouldn’t survive this place, especially if the sinners found out he was the one who led the exterminations. Which led him to the one place he had been avoiding since his fall. 

The Hazbin Hotel.

He couldn’t return after he was the reason why the place was destroyed and why they no longer had a friend. But nowhere else was safe enough for him to run to. He was snapped out of his thoughts at a can being kicked. He turned to the sound and saw you. 

Adam felt his breath catch as his heart stopped. The mere sight of you made it seem like he was back at heaven gate, that warm feeling of the sun against his skin as angels sang him his welcome. You glowed in a place that seemed to thrive on the depravity and sin of humans. Your natural hair framed your face in a way that he felt that if there was a halo, you would be otherworldly. You were full in all the right places, with the tummy to show it was real. You were dressed pretty modestly, which was odd in a place of debauchery, but not too much to seem like a prude. Your eyes were warm, with golden specks in them, almost as if you were from heaven. Once Adam realized that he was ogling a sinner, he snapped back and tried to glare at you.

“What do you want?” He snarls. He sees that you flinch back, and at that moment he begins to soften but keeps his tone. You look him over, and no matter what he tells himself, he knows that you aren’t doing it to be judgy. You have this look of concern on your face as you take in his form. He scoots back away from you, unsure why you are staring at him as you are. 

“How long ago did you fall?” You ask, catching him off guard. Questions begin to swirl in his mind as he looks at you dumbly. How did you know he was from heaven? Did you see the battle? Did you know who he was? How did you know he fell? Thoughts swirling in his head, Adam couldn’t even ask you all of them. “Ah, it must have just happened. Sorry, didn’t mean to scratch at a new wound.”

“How did you know?” was all Adam could ask. You give him a small smile before you turn. With you back to Adam, he takes a brief moment to look at your ass before looking at what you were showing him. It was a pair of wings, with some stubs under your main pair. Adam’s breath hitches as he sees that the stubs are healed as if they had been that way for years. Knowing that he got his answer, you turn back around and give him a sad smile. Now new questions form in his head, starting with what you asked him. “How long ago did you fall?”

“Hm…A long time ago.” You say, shifting slightly as your wings retract. Adam nods as he takes in that he wouldn’t be the second-ever angel to fall. It made him feel less alone and relieved that he didn’t have to relate to Lucifer on something. You clear your throat causing him to look at you. “You don’t seem to have a place to stay…looking at the sight of this…alleyway. I could take you somewhere.” 

You reach out your hand for him to take, which he does. You lead him somewhere as you both make idle chatter. Throughout the walk, Adam couldn’t scratch the feeling that he knew you. This strange feeling of deja vu washed over him as he tried to realize where he knew you from. 

Unbeknownst to him, you knew exactly who he was. He was the first man and the first ever to enter heaven. You never got to meet him, having fallen by the time of his death for covering for Lillith and Lucifer. A part of you felt guilty, having hidden the first-ever affair. However, you wouldn’t trade it for the chance to stay in Heaven, knowing that you would get your niece Charlie. Not hiding the fact that it still haunted you, you saw this opportunity as a way to amends for hiding the betrayal. As you led him to the Hotel, you couldn’t think of how you would one day tell him how you knew him, however, you decided to focus on getting back on his feet. 

You talked about how hell is, not aware of Adam behind you slowing down. You felt his hand leaving your own, look behind you, and see him with this look you cannot describe. He was looking down at your hand and then his own. You walk towards him and wave your hand in front of him, causing him to lift his head to look at yours. 

“Is everything okay?” You ask, concerned. He doesn’t say anything as he nods. 

“Yeah…sorry. Thought I saw something. You were saying?” He says, shaking his head and grabbing your hand. You flush and turn away, before continuing to talk and lead him to the Hotel. 

What Adam had sworn he had seen was the formation of a little red string going pure white before disappearing. 

In the OG writing reader was going to be in lvoe with adam alr but it didn't make sense so i scrapped it teehee

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ASHFGSG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!

Omi gosh I fell for your Adam post instantly!

What about him after getting trapped in hell or something, he gets to meet a sweet fallen angel??

Like, she was so concerned because she knew how bad it felt to be damned to hell and falling from grace so she did her best to make him feel better!

(They're both unaware that they'll be smitten with eachother in the future and would have matching wedding rings)

hhh fallen adam and fallen reader tearing my hair out (lovingly) this is the inspo for adams look! i couldn't find the artist so if ANYONE KNOWS PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO I CAN PROPERLY CREDIT UGHGH also reader will be slightly thicker/implied to be chubby!! but other than that, everything is kept ambigous so you can imagine yourself!! adam 4 the chubbies teehee

Bewitched | Adam x Fem! Reader

Relationship: Romantic Warnings: None!

Adam grimaced as he looked at himself through a broken piece of mirror. Long gone was the golden halo, now replaced with horns that mimicked his exorcist horns. His handsome face was no longer human, now looking like his mask. When he first arrived, he thought it was one, and tried with all his might to remove it, his face being a different color than his maroon body. The realization that this was his body now dawned upon him in the moments afterward. He turned to look at his back, knowing that under his shirt were stubs, stubs where his once golden wings were. Instead of wings, he had a tail, similar in color to the rest of his body. Overall, Adam hated his new look.

He knew that no matter how much he looked at himself or avoided his gaze, he would still look the same. The truth of his reality that he kept running from, he was the very thing that he hated, he hunted, he killed. He was now a sinner. Fallen from grace, no longer in favor of the heavens. Truly left with no hope of ever being in God's good graces. This was the harshest truth Adam had ever faced, and it hurt more than his fall and even more than his wives leaving him. He didn’t know how to comprehend it at first, all his death, which was far longer than his life, he had only ever known Heaven. 

He didn’t know what to do with his afterlife now. Not to say he was put together in Heaven, but after his divorce from Eve things never really improved; But now that he was in the same place as the people he saw below him? That fact alone wasn’t making things better. His first few days in Hell were spent with him licking his wounds, and gathering his thoughts. Adam couldn’t keep to himself forever, returning to the same alleyway that he was calling his temporary home. But where would he go? He knew he wouldn’t survive this place, especially if the sinners found out he was the one who led the exterminations. Which led him to the one place he had been avoiding since his fall. 

The Hazbin Hotel.

He couldn’t return after he was the reason why the place was destroyed and why they no longer had a friend. But nowhere else was safe enough for him to run to. He was snapped out of his thoughts at a can being kicked. He turned to the sound and saw you. 

Adam felt his breath catch as his heart stopped. The mere sight of you made it seem like he was back at heaven gate, that warm feeling of the sun against his skin as angels sang him his welcome. You glowed in a place that seemed to thrive on the depravity and sin of humans. Your natural hair framed your face in a way that he felt that if there was a halo, you would be otherworldly. You were full in all the right places, with the tummy to show it was real. You were dressed pretty modestly, which was odd in a place of debauchery, but not too much to seem like a prude. Your eyes were warm, with golden specks in them, almost as if you were from heaven. Once Adam realized that he was ogling a sinner, he snapped back and tried to glare at you.

“What do you want?” He snarls. He sees that you flinch back, and at that moment he begins to soften but keeps his tone. You look him over, and no matter what he tells himself, he knows that you aren’t doing it to be judgy. You have this look of concern on your face as you take in his form. He scoots back away from you, unsure why you are staring at him as you are. 

“How long ago did you fall?” You ask, catching him off guard. Questions begin to swirl in his mind as he looks at you dumbly. How did you know he was from heaven? Did you see the battle? Did you know who he was? How did you know he fell? Thoughts swirling in his head, Adam couldn’t even ask you all of them. “Ah, it must have just happened. Sorry, didn’t mean to scratch at a new wound.”

“How did you know?” was all Adam could ask. You give him a small smile before you turn. With you back to Adam, he takes a brief moment to look at your ass before looking at what you were showing him. It was a pair of wings, with some stubs under your main pair. Adam’s breath hitches as he sees that the stubs are healed as if they had been that way for years. Knowing that he got his answer, you turn back around and give him a sad smile. Now new questions form in his head, starting with what you asked him. “How long ago did you fall?”

“Hm…A long time ago.” You say, shifting slightly as your wings retract. Adam nods as he takes in that he wouldn’t be the second-ever angel to fall. It made him feel less alone and relieved that he didn’t have to relate to Lucifer on something. You clear your throat causing him to look at you. “You don’t seem to have a place to stay…looking at the sight of this…alleyway. I could take you somewhere.” 

You reach out your hand for him to take, which he does. You lead him somewhere as you both make idle chatter. Throughout the walk, Adam couldn’t scratch the feeling that he knew you. This strange feeling of deja vu washed over him as he tried to realize where he knew you from. 

Unbeknownst to him, you knew exactly who he was. He was the first man and the first ever to enter heaven. You never got to meet him, having fallen by the time of his death for covering for Lillith and Lucifer. A part of you felt guilty, having hidden the first-ever affair. However, you wouldn’t trade it for the chance to stay in Heaven, knowing that you would get your niece Charlie. Not hiding the fact that it still haunted you, you saw this opportunity as a way to amends for hiding the betrayal. As you led him to the Hotel, you couldn’t think of how you would one day tell him how you knew him, however, you decided to focus on getting back on his feet. 

You talked about how hell is, not aware of Adam behind you slowing down. You felt his hand leaving your own, look behind you, and see him with this look you cannot describe. He was looking down at your hand and then his own. You walk towards him and wave your hand in front of him, causing him to lift his head to look at yours. 

“Is everything okay?” You ask, concerned. He doesn’t say anything as he nods. 

“Yeah…sorry. Thought I saw something. You were saying?” He says, shaking his head and grabbing your hand. You flush and turn away, before continuing to talk and lead him to the Hotel. 

What Adam had sworn he had seen was the formation of a little red string going pure white before disappearing. 

In the OG writing reader was going to be in lvoe with adam alr but it didn't make sense so i scrapped it teehee

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Adam hcs but the third time IS the charm

The moment his girlfriend heard about what happened to his past wives she vowed that she'll be the best lover for him, and she delivered

Please, give this man a happy ending because I need to see him happy

JSD;GDZF i wanted to do this sooo badly when i was writing the harlot reader HC's AND NOW I CAN RAHHHH fr tho the amount of soft adam ask are seriously making me giggle and spin around my room plz keep sending them. If you haven't read it, ask is referecing this post

You and only you | Adam x Fem!Reader

Relationship: Romantic Warnings: NONE ADAM JUST ADAM AND HIS LOVELY GF (you)

You didn’t know why Adam was so clingy. From the moment you woke up, Adam was around you. 

Not that you didn’t enjoy his attention, you relished it. However, he was ever clingy, and hovering over you. It was beginning to get overstimulating for you.

It took you to the point of almost snapping and asking him what his deal was. Instead, you took a second to calm down and talk to him. It didn’t take long for you to get your answer.

“Adam, please. I just need a moment.” You say, rubbing your temple with a hand as you push your boyfriend off of you with the other. He whines and pouts as he moves across the room, no longer near you. It took you a bit to realize that he was in the corner, only realizing it when you heard a sniffle. You look at him, concerned. “Baby? What’s wrong?”

You make your way to your boyfriend and bend down to the floor. You try to peek at his face, but he turns away. You notice that he used his hand to wipe something on his face and put your hand on him to comfort him. He doesn’t say anything, as he begins to cry a little more audibly now. Alarmed, you touch his face and turn him to look at you. Now facing you, you see that he has tears running down his face, his nose runny and red. Wiping away his tears, you look him over.

“Babycakes? What happened?” You coo, rubbing his cheek with your thumb. He avoids your gaze, finding the floor interesting as you pull his face in closer, trying to get an answer. With a huff, possibly out of embarrassment, he answered.

“I just felt…similar to how I felt before Eve ended things.” You looked at him stunned. While you had been dating for a few years, you both never inquired about your past relationships. You and your ex-husband ended things healthily, willing to say hello as you passed one another. Adam knew that there was nothing between the both of you. You never had to explain to him in detail what happened, just that your marriage from when you were alive was no more. On the other hand, you knew nothing of Adam’s relationship with Eve or even Lilith. You obviously never met Lilith, only hearing about her from word of mouth, but Eve was nowhere to be seen. All you know about his relationship with her is that she was the one who initiated the divorce. “'m just scared you’re going to leave too.” 

You pull him in for a tight hug, shocking him. He takes a moment before hugging you in return. You both hold each other for a while before he breaks it. Sniffling, he rubs his nose and looks at you, the soft smile that was reserved for you on his face. You give him one in turn and hold one of his hands.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

He does, he tells you about his relationship with Lilith. How in the beginning, he wasn’t the massive dick he was (to which you think at least he is self-aware) and loved Lilith. Both of them were headstrong, yet they loved one another, or at least he thought they did. When it was revealed to Adam that Lilith had gone behind his back and formed a relationship with an Angel, causing them both to fall, he was heartbroken. 

It took the angels promising him a new wife to even get slightly better. But by the time Eve was born, Adam wasn’t the same person and didn’t treat Eve as he ought to. Not that he abused her, but he wasn’t the nicest to her. When she proposed the divorce, it still hurt him. He knew that the relationship was on its downfall, but he didn’t think it was to the point of no return

He confides in you about his insecurities, and how he believes that he is the reason for his past relationships' downfall. How no matter how much of a dick he was, he didn’t want to risk losing you.

You spent the whole evening holding him as he bore the very essence of his being to you. Becoming the man he once was, before he died, before Eve, and before Lilith. He cried like a baby that he never was, and you were there to soothe him.

That night, as you both held each other in your arms, you couldn’t help but make one wish to heaven and the stars. A wish that you didn’t think the heavens could support alone. You wished for the help of comforting Adam, restoring his broken confidence in love.

From that day on, you vowed to be the very best lover that Adam ever had. 

You figured out that his love languages were words of affirmation and physical touch, so you set out to do small things for him. Giving him small gifts, kissing his cheek when he wasn’t expecting it, and complimenting his body. 

You encouraged him to have more conversations about what was bothering him, giving him the space to open his chest whole for you to glimpse into his essence. 

Eventually, he began to return your actions by complimenting your love languages. He was even less of a dick, which allowed some of the saints to actually hold a conversation with him. 

Through your love and work, he was slowly becoming a better version of himself.

You fixed your outfit and hair through the mirror. Both you and Adam had gotten into the routine of having date nights, some in your shared home, others out at a nice restaurant. Tonight was a night that Adam had planned all on his own, just telling you to get ready. You were done getting ready, now waiting for your boyfriend. 

“Adam!” You yelled to him, who you assumed was in your bedroom. “Are you sure we are going to make it?”

“Relax sugar tits,” He says, entering the living room. He was dressed similarly to you, wearing a maroon color that matched your outfit. Long gone was his mask, now showing his handsome face, his scruff trimmed and his hair slicked back. He had a thin jacket for you and his regular leather jacket draped over his arms as he walked up to you. Kissing you on the head, he looked at you through the mirror as you looked over yourself once more. “We will get there. Reservation isn’t for another 45 minutes.”

You turned to look at your boyfriend, taking in his features. You brushed off some imaginary dirt off his shoulder as you placed your arms over his shoulders. Resting your forehead on his, you let out a breath.

“Sorry. I just…don’t want to be late. This the nicest restaurant in heaven, and I don’t want our evening to be ruined because our table was given away.” You say, closing your eyes. You feel Adam move his head as he kisses for forehead once more and lifts your head to look at him. 

“Don’t worry about it. Even if our table is given away, we can always have a lazy night in.” He puts his hand on your cheek, a touch you lean into. You both stare at one another before you lean in for a kiss. Adam smiles into the kiss and puts his other hand on your waist, pulling you in. You hum and try to stop the kiss. Reluctantly, he pulls away from the kiss, his lips now red and glossy from your lip stain. “Or…we could fuck the restaurant and just do each other.”

Wiggling his eyebrows, you laugh and hit his shoulder.

“No. You planned tonight, and I don’t want to miss it.” He shrugs and backs away a bit, no longer pressed up against you. Grabbing your hand, he begins to lead you out of your home. You talk with one another as you leave, you unaware of the box in his back pocket, inside a ring of your favorite gem with an engraving on the band.

‘You and only you’

also so sorry ig he is OOC 😭😭😭 everytime i write him, he strays further from canon LOLOLOL

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slightly overwhelmed with the ask so ask box is closed for now! will be working on my current ones so if u submitted one uhh i am working on it I SWEAR!!