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Hazbin characters but they use these greetings
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"What's up, rat bastards?"
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"Hello, cowards"
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"What's the word, baby birds?"
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"Hello, my sweet summer children"
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"Avast m'hearties!"
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"What it do, baby?"
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"Listen up, fives. A ten is speaking"
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"Hello friends and enemies"
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"What's up, Demons? It's me, ya boy"
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mewzxxx · 2 days
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lucdoodle · 2 days
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still working on an animatic
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rius-cave · 2 days
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Lucifer: This is the dick that stole your wives.
Adam: Sure didn’t keep them, though, did it?
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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alusniper · 3 days
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fansta · 3 days
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I really like your sinner Adam design! I think it looks really cool and fits him!
This is so sweet, thank you so much!!! 💕💕
As thanks to you, for your kind words anon, have some more of him >:]
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He’s doing his community service (cleaning the hotel with Niffty)
Who insisted that he wear the maid dress on the first day, will remain a mystery… :)
(Nobody made Niffty wear a maid dress too, she just wanted to participate lol)
Anyway I felt inspired by the drawing Adam in a maid dress trend and this felt like a good excuse
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callmerainman · 3 days
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BREAK FROM HEAVEN | Adam x fem!angel!Reader
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FIRST PART
plot. Adam, the First Man and Heaven rockstar, invited you to his concert's after-party. Soon, you find yourself making out with him in a nightclub, and the night won't stop here.
word count. 2.1k
tags. smut, Adam being Adam, rockstar!Adam, partying, nightclubs, smoking, making out, hooking up, one night stands, p in v sex, premature ejaculation, asking out, humour, soft dom!Adam
TW! SMUT AHEAD, minors DNI, 18+
a/n. one of the scenes in this fic is obviously a reference to The Wolf Of Wall Street (I love it in a "funny well made irreverent movie" way not in a "alpha sigma grindset" way)
God works in mysterious ways, they say. But nothing is more mysterious to you than the way you ended up in this situation. Making out in a nightclub with Adam, the First Man.
Straddling him on a couch, arms around his neck, lips and tongues busy in a slow dance. One of his hands is placed on your exposed waist and the other is shoved inside the back pocket of your jeans, as he gives your ass sporadic squeezes. Electronic music booms in your eardrums, so loud that you can’t even hear your own thoughts, just the wet sounds of your kisses. Suddenly, Adam pulls away from your lips. You blink a few times, then he leans in, and whispers something in your ear that only you two and hear. As if this night couldn’t get any crazier.
After attending his concert, Adam invited you to join the exclusive after party. You two chatted, discussed music and bands with Adam insisting on your taste being questionable as you made your way towards the night club. There, he proposed you to move your conversations to the dance floor, where you swayed to the beats of electronic music. What a hypocrite he is, you thought. Always blabbering about what is real music and what’s not, and then dancing and enjoying meaningless bass booms. Adam offered you and all his band mates drinks, made you company outside the club for a cigarette break, then took your hand to guide yourselves in the crowd back inside. Oh he was obviously flirting.
“Didn’t take you for a party girl” he playfully said to you.
And then, he placed his hands on your waist as you two started swinging side to side on the floor. Your cheeks caught fire. You knew that he was flirting with you. But then why did you feel your knees melt like butter under his golden irises, so penetrating even in the semi-darkness of the club?Adam is one of your superiors, you shouldn’t even think about flirting back. But oh, fuck it.
“Are you calling me a pain in the ass?” you smirked.
Adam chuckled and pulled you closer, brushing the question off and keeping on dancing. When you said you wanted to take a break, he followed you to one of the reserved tables of the club, sitting next to you. As you and the First Man kept talking, suddenly you found yourself snuggled on his side, his arm around your shoulders, one hand on your thighs and your lips dangerously close to his. And then, all of a sudden, with the audacity typical of an egocentric jerk like him, Adam asked you.
“Wanna make out?”
And, without a word, you just did. You nonchalantly shrugged, and leaned in to welcome his lips. And now here you are, sloppily making out with Adam, as if your entire lives depended on it. Adam tasted so bad, but in a good way. Cigarettes and alcohol, the typical party flavor. He couldn’t keep his hands on himself, letting them roam over your body lasciviously. You, yourself, couldn’t stay still as you found yourself occasionally grinding against his lap. Then, after stopping to catch hair, Adam’s lips got close to your ear.
“Wanna go somewhere more private, sweetie?”
You and Adam tumble inside his bedroom, smacking of lips reverberating through the room along with your suffocated giggles. Adam, mouth still interlocked with yours, shuts the door close with a firm kick.
“Oh shit-“ Adam stutters between kisses “you’re too-much”
You go “pff” at his statement, making sure to never miss the chance to kiss him so messily. As you and Adam make your way towards the bed, you realize that you don’t want to question your decisions anymore. You’re enjoying this, a lot. Even if he’s literally the First Man, his authority doesn’t matter to you anymore because you just prefer being carried away.
Dropping on the edge of the bed, Adam looks up at your figure standing in front of him, running his hands up and down your waist.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’ll never have a reason to listen to The Smiths again” he says, a smirk radiating lust from a kilometer.
Oh, you’re gonna have fun. You raise an eyebrow, pretending to be confused.
“Fucking me? Who said I’ll have sex with you” you inquire.
Adam’s mouth falls open, his hands sliding down from your waist to your hips, and then his touch leaving your skin. You try your best not to burst out laughing.
“Bitch, why would I invite you to my place for? Playing chess? We’re eating each other’s faces!” he protests.
“We could just make out”
“But- what the”
There’s no way you actually managed to make Adam shut the fuck up. You literally left him with no words, his mouth opening and closing like a fish, in search of something to say.
You chuckle, leaning towards him “While I think about it, and I’ll reeeally have to, I’ll go to the bathroom. Can you wait for me?”
Adam frowns “Whatever bi-…ugh I mean yeah okay, first door to your right”
As you disappear in the corridor connecting his bedroom and the bathroom, Adam is left all alone and guessing. He, somehow, had a way with women, and if things escalated to the point where one of them was in his room, sex was always took for granted. Except when Lute crashes to his place to eat junk food and watch TV. But making out in a club with a girl, moving things all the way to his bed, and then second-guessing the idea of having sex? For Adam, the situation is new and desperate. Also considering how much he's thirsting over you, and how rock hard his dick is inside his pants. So, Adam resorts to the only thing left to do.
Praying.
In a hurry, Adam falls down on his knees and joins his hands. He looks up, his golden eyes pleading.
“Hey God, it’s me, Adam, your favorite! I know I’ve been slacking off a bit lately but I’m still your number one creation, am I right? I promise I’ll pay you a visit first chance I get, you know I’ve been pretty busy with concerts and everything. But in the meantime, I’m begging you please, let me fuck this woman!”
As soon as Adam hears the bathroom door unlocking, he frantically gets up, facing the wall. And then, the second he turns around, a wheeze accidentally escapes his mouth. He officially lost the ability to talk a second time.
Because here you are, leaning on the doorframe. Naked. Except for your high socks. A calm smile is extended on your face, as Adam can’t do nothing but stare at you completely dumbfounded. Maybe God heard, after all.
“So? Changed your mind?” you coo, teasingly.
Adam finally manages to recollect his thoughts and put himself together.
“Holy fuckin’ shit balls, no!”
In the end, of course Adam fucked your brains out.
For eleven seconds!
Plunged inside you between your thighs, Adam gives a few more convulsive thrusts, along with strangled moans of release. His wings twitch and his glowing halo flickers. Damn if he cums loudly.
“Fuck, holy fuck I’m…I” he pants, looking down at your stiffened frame with mortified eyes.
“Did you cum?” you ask, frowning in confusion of what just happened.
“Yeah…did you?”
You shake your head “No…”
How was that man put on Earth with the purpose of having sex and yet didn’t have a clue? Sighing, Adam rolls off of you, lying on his back. He looks down at you, and you reciprocate his gaze.
“I can get hard again though” Adam says.
As you give him a small, reassuring smile, Adam brings his hand under the sheets and starts stroking himself, in an attempt to pump his dick up again. Quite the mission, considering that he came a lot. But he persists, squeezing his eyes shut and scrunching his face in concentration as he emits choked groans of fatigue.
"Ngrh..."
“Adam, don’t worry there’s no need to-oh shit” you eyes widen when you look down.
Adam is getting hard again. With what seems like a biblical effort, but he’s actually managing to pull it off. And there it is, the original dick in all its glory, back again after a previous, proficient orgasm. Adam turns towards you with a smirk, and wiggles his eyebrows.
“They don’t call me dickmaster for nothing” he says, before eagerly getting on top of you again.
The urge of asking him if that nickname was self-proclaimed is high, but you don’t have time for that. You find yourself giggling as Adam attacks your neck with his lips, you feel him smirking against it. He slides back inside of you. The filling sensation causes your nails to leave trails of red marks along his back, right between the base of his golden wings. Pleasure invades every inch of your body as Adam slowly gets to the right spot, grazing it lightly at first before speeding up the pace.
“Mh, you don’t realize how fucking hot you were when you came back, all naked for me” Adam whispers, managing to keep up the pace.
You try to talk, but the moans escaping your mouth impede it. You wanna talk back to his cocky, arrogant self, but you’re too overwhelmed by your own pleasure and the sound of skin against skin reverberating through the room as Adam snaps his hips against yours.
“Adam, please don’t stop” you whine, your face scrunching in pleasure as your legs clench desperately around his lower back.
Adam chuckles, the grin on his face devilish. You don’t want to boost his already titanic ego, but it’s hard not to praise him when he’s fucking you so good. One of his hands runs up your stomach, reaching for one of your tits. He fondles it as his pace fastens, the bedsprings creaking and your moans even more desperate. The obscene sensations are evident even on Adam’s face. His shit-eating grin disappeared, replaced with an overwhelmed, flushed face. His mouth is open, gasping for air as a series of disconnected moans flow out of his lips. You didn't even realize that his hands had moved from your breasts to your own hands, interlocking them firmly over your head.
For a second, you and Adam also lock eyes. His pupils are dilated so dangerously, completely lost in the moment. But you're sure that yours are the same. Ugh, why did he have to be so fine?
As you feel your climax approaching, your wings inadvertently wrap around your naked bodies. With a flap, Adam's golden ones do the same, encapsulating your both as you get close to your climax.
"Told I would fuck-ah oh shit yes- I would fuck your bad music taste out of your body" Adam stutters, sending you a mischievous grin as his thrust become more erratic.
You smirk back "But I'm not finished yet-ohh oh holy fuck no I take it back I'm coming"
And with your withdrawn statement, you reach your orgasm, your sex clenching around his dick as it twitches inside of you.
"Aw, cumming already? Can't take the original dick? Well, I can go all night long babe, cause- oh holy shit no I'm coming again too, forget it!"
For a second time that night, Adam sloppily comes inside of you, announcing it with a twitch of his wings and flickers of his halo. He loudly groans in the crook of your neck as you try to steady your breath.
After Adam finishes, he collapses next to you.
"You um...you did cum now did you?"
"Yeah I definitely did"
"Awesomeee"
You give yourselves a couple of minutes to come down your high, pleasure still lingering on your body as you two pant out of exhaustion.
Adam runs a hand through his hair "Shit, that was good"
You felt good, that's what he was thinking. But admitting it would be too much for him. You wipe the back of your hand on your forehead, and nod.
"I think we agree on this one" you sigh.
Adam slides an arm behind your back, pulling you close to his naked chest as you lay your head on it. His heart is still trying to pump enough blood to soothe him. You close your eyes, relaxed.
"Still wanna listen to your sad Brit rock music?" he asks.
"Oh sure, wanna listen to it now to improve after sex? The Cure or-"
"Hell no!"
You chuckle, and Adam twists on his side to face you. His hand reaches your lower back and starts rubbing circles against your skin with the tip of his fingers, in the gap between your wings.
"Are you free tomorrow for dinner, sweet tits? I know a place that makes the best ribs" he says, smiling down at you intently.
Your eyes widen, surprised.
"Inviting me to dinner is not really a groupie thing, y'know?"
"Who said you're a groupie"
"You said it, last week when you invited me to the concert"
"Yeaaah, right. Maybe you are. You still can spare me some time for dinner".
Your hand extends to touch the strands of hair falling on his forehead. What an asshole, you think.
"I'm not but sure, tomorrow for dinner then"
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carpp · 22 hours
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angel wing headcanons
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kazimir29 · 2 days
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they took “fighting your inner demons” a little too literally
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First day of training
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heyitsspiders · 11 hours
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the silly men doing silly (gay) things
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martamatta95 · 1 day
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Inspired by the last episode of Hazbin Hotel, where I wonder what Lucifer was doing during the final battle before intervening.
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mewzxxx · 1 day
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callmebuttercup · 3 days
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oh yeah, fluffy Adam
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i really like his original design (if I'm not mistaken), so i decided to "mix" his old and new "forms". now he looks like a soft fluffy pillow.
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rius-cave · 20 hours
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Adam: *eating an apple*
Lucifer: I thought you hated apples.
Adam: *takes another bite* Only the ones offered by snakes.
Adam: -glares- only the ones coated in LIES and BETRAYAL
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gabriel11037 · 2 days
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HAZBIN HOTEL X OMORI
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