Adam x Reader General Hcs
HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR HIM HES JUST SO. AUGAHGEHEG. i love him. characterizing him is so fun, but so challenging at the same time.
🥀 Cw: adam being adam, sfw + nsfw hcs, smut, breeding kink
🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion
sfw:
Adam is more prone to casual flings and hookups, hes def not huge on relationships and longterm partners
this means that if your with him, you must be pretty special bc hes a huge ass handful
while he is a pretty big douche, adam is definitely loyal imo
deep down, hes still pretty insecure about both lilith and eve, and im a firm believer that he would never cheat on a partner if he was in a serious relationship
adam comes up with very.... interesting nicknames for you that are 10x more vulgar than the ones he uses for everyone else
hes HUGE on nicknames and petnames in general, at the start of a relationship theyre pretty crude and flirty but over time they start to become sweeter
sugartits, doll, sweet cheeks, bitch boy/babe, babycakes, BAE, lemondrop (idk it just fits), mama/mami, honeytits, honestly anything that comes to mind
adam likes to put "my" in front of most of your petnames, its not so much in a possessive way, moreso in a bragging way, he just loves telling the world that your HIS
he also definitely calls you bro, brah, dude, etc he doesn't care that it "doesnt sound romantic" 💀
adam finds the MOST unhinged things hilarious, hes the type to watch those ten hour long youtube videos of a spinning potato chip and laugh every ten seconds
speaking of, he has one of those loud, booming laughs with a slight wheeze to it
"BAAHAHAHAHAH BAE COME HERE LOOK AT THIS HAHA" and its just a low quality video of a water bottle falling over???
100% a shitty pickup line user
and also a shitty flirter in general
his flirting is just
obnoxious
adam is very proud of you, when the two of you officially got together he probably called half of heaven to announce that you two were dating
"THATS MY PARTNER‼️‼️‼️" type of vibes
adam acts like he isnt big on cuddles bit is secretly the clingiest, most touch starved person alive
PLEASE let him hold you, this man is tall af and loves just swallowing you in an embrace
when he was "courting" you (irritating you constantly and flirting with you obnoxiously until you caught on that he was serious) the biggest tell that his feelings were genuine was the amount of physical contact he initiated
adam was always leaning on you, throwing an arm over your shoulder, resting a hand on your thigh, hooking his arm through yours, overall invading your personal space
he was incredibly happy to FINALLY be able to cuddle with you when you both got together, and HAS to fall asleep touching you in some way every night
adam is almost always wearing his exterminator helmet, but he really likes it when you take it off for him at the end of the day. even he doesn't really understand why, but there's something so intimate to him about the fact that you love his real face more than the persona he puts on
he would rather die than admit it tho
hes not good at words or communication in general, and prefers to express his appreciation through actions
he brings you foods that he knows you like on days where you're especially busy, he gives you song recommendations that he'll think you'll like, he'll buy you a trinket he saw you eyeing at the store, just tiny things like that
adam genuinely does care about you, but as per his usual adam-ness, he would rather go bald than live up to that 💀
nsfw:
you cant tell me this man isnt kinky as shit
hes tried pretty much everything
HE LOVES TO HIT FROM THE BACK, DEF LIKES DOGGY STYLE
i also think he would like the mating press too, getting to watch your face as he wrecks you while also having the opportunity to leave bites all over your thighs, and feel them tremble as he fucks you? sign him up!
his dick is big big
i think hed be a little thicker than average, with a few veins running up the underside, but its his length that's downright heavenly
adam keeps himself pretty well groomed, but has a prominent happy trail and light fuzz at the very base of his cock
listen, this is the first man we're talking about, he KNOWS what hes doing
whether you're male or female, he will go down on you
once he buries himself between your thighs youre done for, adam barely comes up for air as he devours you
hes def sloppy w it too, loves when you cum on his face so he can lick it up
enjoys it when you return the favor as well, i actually think hed really realy like receiving head
would def fuck your face until your drooling
if you hve an oral fixation, you're in luck bc he LOVES watching you suck his dick, his fingers, anything really
adam always makes you lick and suck his fingers before fingering you, and will sometimes trigger your gag reflex by shoving them down your throat to watch you gasp and whine
adam has STAMINA, expect to stay up all night bc this man will stop at nothing to make sure you're both satisfied
i swear this man is built to breed, he has a HUGE breeding kink and goes crazy at the sight of his cum dripping from your hole. even if it's physically impossible for you to get pregnant, adam still babbles about "fucking a prety little babe" into you when he cums
adam likes using plugs to make sure his cum stays inside you, he'll also finger it back inside and loves smearing his cum on your thighs and ass
he also brings his fingers up to your face and has you lick the cum off of them
LOOOVEEEESSS marking you, by the end of the night youre always covered in bruises and scratches and hickeys galore
i love adam guys yes ik hes a douche but hes my douche <3
i wish i characterized him better but whateverrrrrr i dont want to write him as a total asshole but hes def not an angel either (haha im so funny💀)
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Five to Ten Fingers
You have a thing for holding hands. He has a thing for holding hands with you. You always know when to do it.
Homelander/F!Reader | insinuated established relationship, fingering, beta free. No use of pronouns but reader has a pussy. Drabble bc I lazy </3
Babbling, bucking, and broken, John fucks your pussy nonetheless. It was a fixation, obsession, to watch you like this; coo at the way you twitched on his lap with his fingers pumping you full. Getting to know you meant getting to know your pussy. Getting you to cum was an easy task now and barely even a feat in his eyes - it only mattered how much he made you cum.
The hum of the television, ginormous and hosting an angelic ever changing projection of color on your naked torso across his lap, is loud enough to keep that constant rurr of background noise but not loud enough to compete with the cacophony of sounds spilling out of you. The sound of your socked feet pushing against the sofa’s fabric as you kicked your feet involuntary as your nerve endings fired unwittingly everywhere. The sound of your cunt, squelching loud gushy sounds as his fingers pumped into your groin. The sweet, sweet sound of your pleading. Unintelligible, broken, and stupid.
Your hands kept searching for something, grabbing at the blanket with a vice grip, his pajama pants, his evening tee, whining with each contact until you find something: his hand. His left hand had settled near your shoulder a bit ago, stroking at the skin as he milked you of everything you could give.
You find the skin and the clarity is there for a second, a moment, as your head falls back as your hands start to draw his hand to your chest. Not to toy with your tits but to leave it there - hands wandering up his forearms and stroking the skin of it, then wandering to his hand.
The thick veins pushed at his skin. Apricot, peachy skin and the undertone of greenish veins under it. His hair was yellowy, brownish. Eyes a hue of blue only found in colored pencils, gouaches, watercolors - something only manmade which made sense for him. Beyond human. Beyond reason. The muscles of his chest in his home clothes, a tank that was ribbed and thin, off white. His lips, a thin line of mauve smirking. Teeth like pearls. Hands like a bear trap - open and capable of breaking. Made for breaking.
Bear trap or what, you hand clambers into his. Graceless, needy. Gripping pathetically like it was a rope and you were descending into a valley of death. Needy. Desperate.
“Homelander saves the day!” The television hums, the planes move by. Humming, sounds all aware to him with supersonic ears. They mean nothing. White noise. The sound of gushing, socks on the sofa, panting. Whining.
His favorite noise: “John!” You croon like you’re crying now. A weepy sound, tears slipping down your face. With your eyes screwed shut, you don’t see the smirk change, his eyes soften.
“One more, okay?” he coos, your back arching off his lap. You cried, but nodded and sniffled. Then second favorite sound: the sound of you cumming.
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