#Adam x listener

[hypnos333]

The Garden of Eden

Adam x Angel Reader

Synopsis: You were in the garden alone growing flowers until Adam came and fell in love with you first sight

Warning:Smut

Your palms wrapped into a glowing gold around the rose ready for the flower to grow and it did. Your long hair was flowed around the garden not getting up any time soon to go back to heaven.

You loved earth, the seven days god made it you watched all seven days, to see the beauty of it all.

Little did you know a naked man was peeking behind the tree, observing you, and fascinated with you. He watched as your long hair flowed through the winds and how you eyes were fixated on growing the flower.

“I know you’re back there, Show yourself human” You said without looking up, Adam continued hiding swallowing his pride to correct you. “I’m sorry that a bit rude of me, What’s your name?” You asked him making step out of the tree now standing behind you.

“Adam, What’s yours?” Adam said confidently and pridefully as hum running your hands through the rose.

“My name is ___ I’m am an Angel taking care of Eden” You replied to him with respectfulness and gentleness in your voice. Not even Lilith talk to him like that all she does is sass back at him and just gives out a full attitude but you were different. You were submissive and you always seem to listen with pretending too.

“Why do you want to work here? Or were you forced to-“Oh heavens no, this is all by choice I pleaded God to let me even step foot here” You interrupted him

He nodded standing there awkwardly before you turned to him gesturing him to sit next to you.

“Lemme show you something” You said as he sat down, you took his hands into yours then you put your hands on top of his before wrapping it around another dying flower this time it was a Sunflower.

His hands glowed a golden as it heals the flower. When it was over his face was full of disbelief and shock you didn’t pull your hands away and neither did he. “What the fuck did I just do” He said making you chuckle and his cursing.

“Well you healed a flower of course” You said stating the obvious.

“Ohhh well fuck me” He mumbles to himself making you playfully push him finally letting go of his hand, Adam was a little disappointed but ignored the feeling anyways.

He laid down on the grass making you follow suit as you both continued getting to know each other.

Days past and before you knew it Lilith and Lucifer got banished to hell, so God gave Adam a new wife but before he even gotten a new wife there was a secret that you both will forever keep.

Moans could be heard throughout both your secret spot as his dick abused your cunt in and out multiple times. You were moaning against his ear as he fucked you against a tree. “A-Ah Adam f-faster” You moaned out making his thrust faster as one of his hand moves to squeeze your breasts making Moan louder. “F-Fuck I might as well milk my cum into you and fuck you a baby angel” He whispers into your ear as you moan even louder at that. “Yes Adam fuck a baby into me” You moan out and that when he cummed deep into your pussy making it leak

Yeah but since Adam and Eve as a new wife you both can’t secretly fuck anymore, it goes against the bible and when Adam fucked Eve you haven’t talked to him when he had three children and got banished of Eden for trusting Eve and eating the apple.

You were also pregnant so you could definitely not see him anymore.

Later you gave birth to beautiful boy, Isaac a name fit for an Angel when he was two that’s when Adam died.

A baby Giggling could be heard coming out of your house, Adam was nervous to see you and maybe thought you moved on to someone else. But he had to at least try and make it seem like he’s a pussy. So he knocked it took few minutes but then when you opened the door he was shocked.

It was you as beautiful as ever but holding a baby angel who had his hair and skin complexion, but your eyes and smile. “It’s either you fucked someone who looked like me or that baby is mine” He stated bluntly making you roll your eyes.

“Lemme put him down for a nap, come in if you want” You said opening the door wider for him making him come in and close your door as you went to put Issac in his crib.

“What’s his name?” Adam asked realizing the baby was actually his.

“His name is Issac” You said simply before sitting on the couch across from him. Making Adam move to sit next to you and pull you on his lap.

“Why were you so far away from?” He whispered in your ear before kissing and sucking your neck making you moan quietly. “A-Adam the baby is in the other room” You said as he slid his hands into your dress groping your breasts.

“He’s sleeping anyways” Adam stated bluntly making you thankful that Issac is a deep sleeper. Next you knew your bouncing on Adams thick cock, cum thirsty, Your moans were loud as the skin clapping of you bouncing on his dick naked.

Adam was squeezing both your breasts as you bounce “Yes take as much as you want you dirty whore” He said before he grabbed your hips thrusting even faster. As you almost scream at the pleasure you came hard at the same time Adam came inside you again.

You laid tiredly on his shoulder as he put you to bed but then the baby started crying making him rush to Issac to see reaching out to his binkie on the counter. Adam gave him the pacifier making Issac put it in his mouth before smiling at Adam one more time before falling asleep.

That is definitely yours and his child

[theyanderespecialist]

Heaven Be D*mn 😇🔥😈 Yandere Adam X Gender Neutral Listener (Hazbin Hotel)

[hooffuloftootsierolls]

First day of training

[bisexualalienss]

HIGH POTENTIAL

1.13 "Let's Play"

[azamonvoid]

Watch me forget how to color like this by the next drawing lol

[watchyourbuck]

If Buck gets yet another random-rescued-woman love interest arc™️ I might have to retire guys

[littleoddwriter]

Trapped | Cooper Abbott x GenderNeutral!Reader | Dark Fic

Hi there! I'm incredibly down bad for him, to nobody's surprise, so here's the first fic I wrote for him. More to come! This fic isn't exactly romantic or even really sexual, albeit with some hints to it; but I used it to get a feel for writing him, first and foremost. And also because I saw somebody wanting a fic where Reader is in Lady Raven's position at the end of the movie, and I wanted that as well, so, here. It's not exactly what was imagined when demanding that, I know, but it's something! (also, excuse the uninspired title, please, it's very tongue-in-cheek, I know, dshjkfgsdkjs) summary; You're captured by the Butcher as his last chance of entertainment - and revenge - before his inevitable arrest or death. There, you learn a lot about him, and also yourself. notes/warnings; GenderNeutral!Reader; Reader is in Lady Raven's position (Reader is a pop star, etc.); slight spoilers for the movie (but I expect you to have seen that if you're reading this anyway); Character Study; Implied/Referenced (Attempted) Murders; Kidnapping; Angst; Implied/Referenced Sexual Attraction; Implied/Referenced Past Child Abuse; Mostly Open End; Dark Fic. (once again, this is not a full on romantic or sexual fic about Cooper and Reader, but more of an exploration of the character, his dynamic with Reader, and Reader's own conflicting thoughts and feelings about the situation and Cooper. there are hints of romance and sexual attraction, though. this is a dark fic and it has a mostly open ending; but it does imply a bad ending if we're realistic. if you're like me, you could also find a way to imagine a better ending to it. that's why I left it somewhat ambiguous.)

The car’s passenger door was slammed shut on you, making you jump with the force behind it. A shaky breath left your trembling lips as you waited for Cooper to settle in the driver’s seat of his wife’s car. Soon to be ex-wife, you figured. If not a widow. 

Your mind was still reeling with the night’s events. One moment, you’d been giving your best for the concert, like you always did, and the next moment, you were stuck with a wanted serial killer because you decided to play hero. Desperately, you hoped it would all be worth it, in the end. Or else this might have been the stupidest decision you’ve ever made. You should have just alerted the FBI when you got the hunch that something was up with the man, you berated yourself internally. 

“Put these around your wrists,” the Butcher told you gruffly, holding up a pair of zip ties to you. 

Stunned, you just looked at him for a long moment, your mind trying to catch up with what he was asking of you. Everything has been happening too fast. Too much, all at once. And worst of all, you were terrified. Yet at the same time, you felt for him. He was a desperate man. Trapped. Cornered. In a way, you were his last resort now. How ironic.

Cooper gave you a stern look, his dishevelled hair covering parts of the upper half of his face, but the fierce glint of desperation and murder in his eyes shone through the brunette strands. 

“Put. These. Around. Your. Wrists,” he commanded again through clenched teeth, shoving the zip ties into your chest, as your hands automatically flew up to catch them.

Shakily, you nodded and put your hands through the loop. Once the zip ties were around your wrists, the Butcher pulled them tight, the thin hard plastic cutting into your skin, rubbing it raw with every small movement. 

As soon as he was certain that your hands were tied, Cooper started the car’s engine and quickly exited the garage and driveway. In the distance, you could hear police sirens on their way to the house you had just left behind. Too late. 

“If only you hadn’t decided to play hero,” Cooper mused with a strained, almost manic, smile on his lips, “None of this had to have happened, you know? I would have let you go.”

“And let you kill more innocent people? I couldn’t bear the guilt, knowing I could have prevented it,” you responded quietly.

“As if you actually care about random people’s lives more than your own. You’re just as fake as they all are. Pretending that you’ve got it all figured out, that you’re fulfilled.” He sounded bitter, angry, spitting those last words in your direction, like your existence has personally offended him. His grip around the steering wheel tightened, turning his knuckles white. 

Not wanting to anger him any further, you decided to stay quiet; even though you had a million things on your mind that you would have liked to retort. 

The FBI had briefed you on what kind of man they figured him to be. A psychological profile, they called it. You had heard about those on TV before, but it always seemed silly to you. How could they possibly know what was going on inside a person’s mind without having ever met them before? With all conclusions based on evidence from crime scenes instead? It didn’t make sense to you.

Until now, that was. Cooper seemed like the exact man the FBI had described to you. Perfect on the outside, an overachieving family man, unassuming, kind, always happy and ready to lend a hand. And beneath all of that, on the inside, there was a hurt child, craving their parents’ love and approval, but never getting it. Now, he let that anger that had manifested out on people he deemed to have had it all, to have what he was missing all his life. 

Deep down, you felt bad for him. If his parents had been different, perhaps there would be one less killer on the loose. Or perhaps, he would have ended up this way, no matter the circumstances of his upbringing. Who was to say that killers like him were only a product of abuse? 

After what felt like an eternity, he pulled into another driveway, getting out of the car. His footsteps were quick and heavy, and your heart was sinking in response to those sounds. 

Ripping the passenger door open, he leaned down to look at you, grabbed your bound wrists and jerked your body in his direction, forcing you out of your seat. Stumbling out of the car, you almost bumped into him, your head barely reaching his shoulder. He really was massive. You stood no chance against him, you thought, feeling defeated. This was it, then. 

Cooper bent over and quickly picked up the bag he had taken with him from the garage, before slamming the door shut once more. And just like he had done before, the Butcher put his fingers on your shoulder, verbally giving you directions for where he wanted you to go, while keeping a dominating presence behind you, not allowing you a real chance to escape.

Eventually, you found yourself in a basement, not unlike the one Spencer, who was hopefully safe now, had been stuck in before. 

The Butcher pushed you down to sit on the cold hard chair in the middle of the room, a support beam right behind it. He made quick work of putting the ice-cold steel chains and cuffs around your wrists and ankles, snapping off the zip ties at last. 

Looking up at him from where you were seated, the sinking feeling of hopelessness creeped in. There was no way you were getting out of this alive. 

Cooper retrieved a cleaver from his bag and pulled out another chair, placing it across from you and sitting down on it, playing with the knife in his hands. He looked at you for a long moment, not saying anything, just breathing calmly, idly stroking the knife’s handle with his thumb of the hand that was holding it. With his other hand, he brushed the loose strands of hair away from his face.

Once again, he was smiling at you. A smile that never reached his eyes, which glinted with murderous intent and something else that you couldn’t quite place. His smile was too big, too sharp, to be genuine. It seemed manic and desperate. Strained. And at the same time, he looked to be in complete control over the situation. 

Cooper Abbott was a man of many facades, you came to realise. 

“I was gonna stop, you know?” he finally spoke up, the tense silence broken by his voice that was laced with too many emotions at once, giving away that he didn’t feel as in control as he seemed to be. 

You waited for him to continue, not daring to ask questions.

“It’s been a while since I last felt the urge. Until you, tonight. I don’t know if it was because of everything that happened, or because I could see right through you… but it was an almost pleasant surprise to feel the urge again.

“Spencer was gonna be my last. That was the plan. Go to the concert with Riley, kill Spencer from the comfort of my home, sneak out hours later, making up some kind of lie of having to work an extra shift because of an emergency, chop him up, dispose of his body and any evidence, return home, and pretend like nothing had happened,” Cooper explained his initial plan for tonight like he was talking about something completely normal, like a family vacation he was planning instead. It was eerie, but somewhat intriguing to you. 

“And then, with time, I would have cleaned out all the houses I had bought to keep my two lives safely apart. I could have been a regular husband, father, and firefighter in just a couple of weeks, maybe months. And no one would have been any wiser on what I had done for all those years that the Butcher was active. It was the perfect plan,” he finished with a frustrated sigh, brushing his hair away from his face again with more force than was necessary. You could hear the steady, but sharp, tapping of his fingers against the cleaver’s wooden handle.

There was a long, tense moment of silence.

You almost felt the urge to apologise for ruining his plans.

“Why did you decide to stop?” you asked, unable to contain your genuine curiosity any longer.

Strangely enough, Cooper’s smile softened, his face relaxed and his eyes lost some of the fierceness in them. “Because I thought that I had finally done enough. The urge had lessened over the years, like I said, I didn’t feel it for a while until tonight. I was just doing it out of routine at this point, I think. Believe it or not, it was fun. And I wasn’t ready to give that up for a while.”

“What changed?” 

“I did… My children changed me. Riley and Logan are everything to me. And I was trying my hardest to be the dad they deserved to have. The one that they needed. A loving, fun, and especially involved, dad. I didn’t want them to feel like I did growing up,” Cooper explained in a wistful tone, “It all started out as just another way to keep suspicions away from me. Starting a family with Rachel seemed like the perfect cover. Nobody would ever suspect that a true family man could be a messed up serial killer, right?”

Despite your current situation, you felt your heart flutter. You understood where he was coming from, and you wished things had gone differently for him. But most of all, you wished that he wasn’t what he was.

“I didn’t expect to actually enjoy fatherhood, or to love my kids the way I do,” he continued after a short pause, still in that oddly wistful tone, a harsh contrast to the entire situation and his true being, “It’s so strange… With everything that happened tonight, I’m just enraged. But I’m less angry about having been found out at all. I’m mostly angry because I’m never going to see my children again.”

This time, you couldn’t resist the urge, and so you whispered, “I’m sorry,” like it was somehow your fault, when in reality, it was his decision to murder people in the first place.

Letting out a long sigh that ended in a small, insincere chuckle, Cooper got up from his chair, meat cleaver in his hand, towering over you like this inescapable force that he was to you. 

With practised ease, he took his shirt off and threw it over the chair behind himself. You had no idea why he would do that. Easier clean-up, maybe? With regret, you realised that you didn’t hate the sight. He was an attractive man, there was no question about that. But to feel such attraction, despite your current predicament, was nothing short of confusing and embarrassing to you. 

“You don’t have to do this, Cooper,” you whispered, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“I wish that was true, but… there’s no escape. Not anymore. I might as well have fun one last time,” he told you quietly with that eerie smile that did nothing to hide his intentions. It only emphasised them now. 

Feeling your heart rate accelerate, your stomach sank with the realisation that this would be it for you. 

It only took two steps for him to stand right in front of and above your seated, captured, cowering form. Before you could utter another plea, Cooper’s free hand wrapped around your throat, almost covering the entire thing with his large palm as his fingers gripped onto your jaw, moving your head further back as he bent down, leaning into you.

A small noise escaped your throat, sounding both distressed and almost aroused. You had no control over that, and it felt utterly humiliating to have made such a sound in response to his actions. 

The Butcher chuckled darkly, a sharp smile playing on his lips, and a glint of intrigue in his eyes. 

“I think I’m gonna enjoy this a lot more than expected…” he whispered into your ear, his hot breath tickling your sensitive skin. 

“Please don’t…” you tried again, weakly, your voice strained from the weight of his hand against your windpipe. 

As you struggled to breathe, and his hand only tightened around your neck, your vision started to blur both due to panic and the lack of oxygen. Darkly, in the back of your fuzzy mind, you thought that at least you’d go out with a handsome face as the last thing you'd see. 

Faintly, in the far distance, you heard police sirens. Or maybe your mind was playing tricks on you.

“If only you had saved yourself…” the Butcher whispered to you before he quickly, and with impressive force, snapped your head back against the support beam behind you, and your world went dark.

[spitdrunken]

i would let adam pump and dump me

Oh, and he would!

Really, how could you anyone expect him to settle down for just anyone, when he's got an endless line of bitches practically begging to be fucked by him? You should be thanking him for getting his cock anywhere near you.

...Unfortunately for you, Adam wouldn't be a very good lay, despite his overconfidence. He's just so utterly and completely convinced of the fact that him fucking anyone is already a favour, that he's about as selfish as a lover can get. Just fucks you open with his cock, cums inside you, and leaves it at that. Yeah, he's got a reputation for never having sex wtih someone more than once, but that might also be because no one wants to fuck him after the novelty wears off.

Guess that's why Lucifer was so succesful, huh?

[restinslices]

Some of y'all ain't thinking about being Ares' favorite mortal lover and him watching as you get in a new relationship with a guy that treats you terrible so he pulls up on the guy and reveals he's a god and goes over all his titles and ends on him being the protector of mistreated women then asking "have you been mistreating my woman?" AND THAT'S WHERE WE DIFFER

[eternalshadeart]

I am a person.

YOU.ARE.NOT

Love severance

[belladonazeppole]

Look at them Lucifer and Husk are so done with Alastor

....

So anyway I ship them now and be ready for!!!

Royalflush!!!!

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Lucifer: Adam? What are you doing here?

Adam: Waiting for them to play Gangnam Style.

[theyanderespecialist]

Their Angel P3 😇 Various Yandere Hazbin/Helluva X Non-Binary Angel Listener (Reverse Harem) 

[shinynewboots]

Listen to your Heart Part 2: Adam x pregnant!reader

AN: The long-awaited second and final part of Listen to Your Heart! I hope you all enjoy! This one is just pure smut lol

Warnings: 18+, smut, cunnilingus, Pregnancy (and reader being insecure of her body), cursing, breeding kink, no beta we die like Adam

tag list: @madmiriam, @tanuki0-clock @starbright349 @ukor02 @jennieyeager

Part 1

You and Adam had been adjusting to life at the hotel as best you could. You had attended all of Charlie's activities (as silly as some of them were) and you felt like you had made genuine connections with the occupants of the hotel. You had also become the unofficial hotel doctor and would be asked various medical questions that you tried to answer to the best of your ability (only so many things you could do with bloodwork or proper equipment).

In all, you enjoyed your time at the hotel. And you knew he would never admit it, but you knew the hotel was growing on Adam as well.

Speaking of growing, your stomach had grown exponentially since your arrival at the hotel. You could no longer see your feet (a fact you would moan to Adam about constantly) and you were now 7 months pregnant. Possible redemption (and fucking birth) felt so close and yet so far away.

Adam had become even more affectionate as your stomach grew. He almost constantly had a hand on you (or more accurately, wrapped around you) whenever you were around each other. He loved to spend hours rubbing your stomach and talking to 'Hellion'.

You had started to become more fatigued as the days dragged on, your beloved Hellion sapping most of your energy and nutrients. Little Leech, more like it.

There was one such afternoon when you were feeling particularly fatigued that Adam had come to check on you after you had told him you were going to lie for a nap an hour before.

"How are my favorite girls doing?" Adam asked, sliding into bed beside you and placing a large hand on your stomach.

You smiled softly. "We don't know that Hellion's a girl."

"Nah, Hellion is definitely a girl." He replied, rubbing your stomach gently.

"You sound confident, or rather more confident than normal."

Adam only smirked and lowered his head to trail soft kisses down your distended belly. He was slow and methodical and his facial hair tantalizingly brushed against your stomach. You closed your eyes in gentle pleasure and stretched your arms out over your head.

You missed the mischievous look Adam gave you as he made his way to the waistline of your pajama shorts. He grabbed the waistband with his teeth and began to slide them down your legs. Your eyes shot open and your legs came together.

Adam gave you a questioning look. "What's wrong?"

You felt your face heat up as you stared down at him, his face so close to your core, begging for him to continue. "I just don't feel attractive right now. I look like I'm about to pop."

Adam frowned and crawled up the bed so that he was facing you head on. He gripped your jaw softly, thumb rubbing over your bottom lip in a teasing way.

"Y/N, you're fucking gorgeous. I've never seen someone glow the way you do, especially now since you're carrying my kid."

"Adam," You whispered, your breath quickening.

"It takes everything in me not to fuck you all over every inch of this hotel. You literally make me go fucking insane, seeing you swollen with my kid. If I could, I'd keep you locked in here forever and never leave this bed."

Your breathing hitched and all you could do was nod. Hearing him confess to be almost constantly going over the edge just at the sight of your body made you crave his touch, his kiss, his body.

Satisfied with your reaction, Adam resumed his place down below your core and finished pulling off your shorts, leaving you bare to his hungry gaze.

He began to kiss up your left thigh, lingering and sucking in the sensitive area. A moan escaped your mouth, which encouraged Adam to suck your soft, sensitive skin even more, leaving love bites in his wake.

His kisses became licks as his tongue made a path to your core, his tongue savoring the taste of your skin and his face making that of a starving man.

You reached out your left hand and tangled it in his messy hair, your fingers wrapping possessively around the strands. Adam moaned as you pushed his head down closer to your core. Your legs parted to allow him further access and his warm breath tickled the bundle of nerves that sat in agony, waiting to be touched.

"Adam," You moaned, your hips bucking in anticipation. Adam responded in kind and suddenly his tongue found your clit and swirled around it slowly, savoring you like a dessert one has been waiting for all day.

"You taste so fucking sweet," Adam whispered between licks. One of his fingers played at your entrance until he decided to push it in slowly.

"Fuck," You whimpered. Your eyes were closed in ecstasy and in that moment you knew you would simply die once more if he were to stop his passionate acts. Your hand wrapped in his hair pushed him further into your core.

Adam continued to lick and suck at your clit, your juices and his saliva mixing together in a way that made him want to drink from you for the rest of his eternity.

"Fuck, Adam," You moaned, your back arched and your hands clinched. He used that moment to insert a second finger into you, your walls surrounding them tightly and taking them captive.

You were so close to the edge, you could feel the orgasm build in a more intense manner than you had ever felt before.

"I'm about to-"You moaned before every thought in your head was erased and replaced with the pure ecstasy of the orgasm Adam had brought you to. Your body spasm and shivered and your the walls of your cunt tightened around his fingers like a boa constrictor.

You panted, your eyes wild as your watched Adam emerge from your cunt. His face glistened with the sheen of you, his eyes ignited with passion. You looked over at his crotch to his cock hard beneath pants.

"Strip," You commanded, still breathless and on your back as you stared over at Adam. Adam said nothing, but stripped out of his clothes and lay on the bed beside you. His hand lazily stroked his cock as he took in the site of you, heavy with his child and utterly spent from the orgasm he gave you.

You rolled over (an impressive feat considering your current state) so that you were crouched over Adam. You straddled his waist and grabbed his cock from his hand, thrusting it into your body. Your was still wet and tight from your orgasm. Adam gasped at the sensation, his face one of pure bliss.

You gathered yourself, letting your body accommodate to the feel of his large cock. Adam grabbed your hips with his hands and squeezed tightly.

"Fuck," Adam groaned as you began to ride his cock, making rhythmic, slow movements. Your breasts, heavy under the weight of pregnancy, bounced with every thrust.

"Fucking bitch, you've never been more sexy than you are now, pregnant with kid."

Adam's confession made your heart flutter and your hand move to your clit. You rubbed purposefully circles around your clit as you rode him, pushing you both closer and closer to the edge.

Adam moaned and bucked his hips up to further thrust into you and you felt as though you were being utterly impaled in the most delightful way. You felt so sexy, swollen and riding the father of your child as he stared at you with adoration and lust.

You felt yourself so close to the precipice. So close to the knot in your belly that had formed becoming unraveled.

"Adam I'm about to come," You whimpered, your hips grinding against his own in a more frantic motion.

"Come for me," He breathed out, his hands squeezing your hips even tighter. You felt your cunt tighten as you peaked at your orgasm, trapping his cock. Adam let out a groan and you could feel his warm seed filling your womb.

You straddled him for a moment longer, your eyes still seeing stars. Sweat coated both of you and found yourself shiver as you came down from your second orgasm. You slowly removed yourself from Adam and slowly flopped over to the side of him, his cum rolling down your love-bitten thighs.

Adam pulled you close so that your head lay on his chest. He kissed the top of your head and his hand found its familiar position on his stomach.

You smiled softly as Hellion kicked when she realized her father was near. Though not conventional in the slightest, you were excited about this odd life you shared with Adam and your future child (especially if it meant more lazy napping days to come).

[charlieischaos]

Posting my headcanons bc I’m a silly billy ‼️‼️‼️

Lute Headcanons

Christian (duh)

She/Her

Bisexual with a preference for Adam (but she hasn’t admitted she’s bisexual yet)

Badass 🗣️🗣️

Hates most people except for Adam, Emily and Sera. Emily’s like a younger sister for her, Sera like a mother and Adam a role model, best friend & partner (in crime and in romance)

Trained herself in self defence as well as fighting (though it wasn’t necessary til the events of episode 8)

Loves horror movies

Doesn’t like musicals too much but actually got pretty into school of rock cuz of Adam

Loves fighting, would willingly kill anyone who fucks with her or the people she cares about

Easily jealous, especially when Adam’s literally flirting with others or calling other people hot (which is often)

Reserved in public, clingy in private (especially post episode 8 following the theory of Adam being down in hell now ‼️)

Scared of being abandoned

Has never cried around anyone nor will she ever cry around anyone (she’d only ever cry around Adam if she absolutely had to, for example episode 8, but that’s RARE.)

Autistic.

Adam Headcanons

Christian (DUH???)

He/Him

Pansexual (took forever to admit it, a combo of “$20 is $20” and “if there is a hole there is a goal” mentality)

Alex Brightman enthusiast

Loves rock (like he’ll only listen to rock or rock-like music)

School Of Rock fan (his favourite song is stick it to the man)

Egotistical, self-centred prick (but he still loves Lute)

Pro guitar player

Will only ever cry around Lute and it’s also very rare cuz it makes him feel weak

“All women belong in the kitchen (not Lute tho she belongs in my arms 🗣️🔥💕)” Adam, probably

Clingy both out in public and in private

Not easily jealous but if anyone tries ANYTHING he WILL get defensive asf like “mf that’s my woman” type shit

Terrified to love (bc of Lilith and Eve, though it was his fault he doesn’t think it’s his fault)

Gets terrified watching horror movies and spends majority of it not actually watching it

Scared of storms 😭

Joint (Guitarspear) Headcanons

Lute and Adam defo play instruments together (Adam plays guitar and Lute plays piano or sings)

They hang out and gossip about the other Exorcists or the fuckers in hell every night while sitting on a rooftop and drinking alcohol (they probably stargaze too if they can)

They have matching bracelets that say danger tits and dickmaster for sure (Adam rarely wears it when out with Lute since he doesn’t think men should wear jewellery but he still wears it whenever he can when he’s not out in public)

They’re that one duo that judges anyone and everyone, if you’re judgable you’re being judged by them

They hype each other up constantly (examples: Lute in Hell Is Forever, Adam in You Didn’t Know)

Adam probably tries to impress Lute with his amazing guitar solos

Adam fell first Lute fell harder

They count down to the extermination like it’s New Years 😭😭

Lute could NOT handle Adam’s death (very sad 😔)

(Post Episode 8)Lute defo goes down to hell just to make sure Adam’s okay even though that’s extremely risky for her (BC WE ALL KNOW ADAMS GONNA BE DOWN THERE)

They both love drama so they just cause chaos together

They refer to themselves as partners (but use the excuse of it being partners in crime)

Adam is extremely bad at giving or handling physical affection and Lute is extremely good at both most of the time (it depends when)

Adam randomly picks up Lute to piss her off (the height difference is laughable)

Lute has selfies they both took prior to each extermination stuck up on her wall

Adam can’t handle horror movies at all so during watching horror movies Adam would be terrified (though too egotistical to actually admit it) while Lute is just being critical about killers and enjoying the movie

Adam is usually the one to incite flirting, whenever Lute flirts she’s just taking advantage of the situation

Lute only calls Adam by his name if she’s pissed and usually calls him sir

They tell inappropriate jokes 24/7 for fun (half the time the jokes lead to flirting 😭)

Lute has a horrible sleep schedule and so just falls asleep randomly during the day if she’s not gotten enough sleep (averages like 2 or so hours max if she’s lucky) and usually either falls asleep on Adam or Adam has to catch her if she collapses

Pillow fights.

Adam has to take care of Lute’s wings bc she’s reckless and usually doesn’t give a shit about her wings but Adam cares and so usually is the one to preen them and make them look better

@gothlute i wanna tag you in this cuz you’re the reason i decided to post these so enjoy!!

[emuchipmunk]

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