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Got bored and decided to doodle Adam on MS Paint.

I love this fat man.

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Now why do I feel call out 😭

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Wanted to do this random Adam QnA thing I found on Twitter here cause I thought’s it be fun!

(I encourage you too as well ^o^)

(Credit to the original poster on Twitter of course !!)

100% my Fav, if my Tumblr wasn’t an indicator of that lol. A major reason being that he has so much more to his character than first glance (especially in terms of angst for fics) he very clearly has some self worth issues and puts that into his personality by making himself more palatable to a larger audience would enjoy. (Mean Rockstar persona) Also him looking for validation from Sera was already a huge indicator that there’s more to him than ‘Haha funny evil fat man >:)’ But I do really like Angel, Lucifer, and Vaggie a lot.

Adam ships are complicated for me. Let’s get the obvious ones out of the way, I LOVE AdamsApple, GuitarSpear, and more recently GuitarGate. But While AdamsApple is my major one, I only like it if it’s done right. I dislike when they make, for example, Sinner Adam get treated like garbage by Lucifer and he’s in charge of ‘punishing’ Adam or something like that. IDK the concept just seems toxic, which I know, the ship itself WILL have inherent levels of toxicity, but it still rubs me the wrong way. Just my opinion tho

As for ships I don’t like, I’m pretty open with his ships but one I’m not a fan of is GuitarPrincess. There’s nothing illegal with it, so I’m not going to attack you for it. Im just not a fan of it. Another one is probably Alastor x Adam. I just don’t see it. They both oppose eachother in literally everything. Adam hates Jazz, Alastor loves it. Alastor doesn’t seem to like people more powerful than him and only respect them because he’s afraid of them (just my theory) and he clearly didn’t respect Adam because he completely underestimated how strong the first man would be. but ship what you want within reason OFC

Sigh I wish. I LOVE the concept of Sinner! Adam because IT JUST MAKES SENSE! The whole show is about redemption and how bad of a soul can actually be redeemed in the hotel. Him being reincarnation as a sinner would be both the perfect karma for him, but also the perfect test for Charlie. She couldn’t turn him away, even if she hates him. She’d be a massive hypocrite for letting Alastor work with her and also just general defeating the purpose of a hotel being completely open to all sinners.

But…. Something I’ve had a constant fear for about Adam coming back as a sinner is, that Lute might kill him. I just feel like it’s something that COULD happen as her view of sinners becomes even more warped. I just wouldn’t want that to happen, to bring him back only to kill him would be worse than just not bringing him back at all.

As for what I would want to happen, I’d like to see him and Lucifer ‘reconcile’ and to know more about what actually happened in Eden. With them reconciling, I also don’t want it to be solely on Adam to do, Lucifer also has to be able to accept that he hurt Adam and pretty much fucked him up for life. I don’t want the entire blame of the issue to be on Adam because it just seems like a waste of character development for BOTH of them.

Whether or not Adam will return in season 2… I would say he won’t. I think Abel is there to fill his absence BUT I do think we’ll get him in Season 3 (maybe even teased in the end credits of season 2 maybe?) I do want him to return, but I want it to be handled with care. I want him to have a redemption arc because it’d suck if characters like Lucifer, Vox or LILITH are given a slap on the wrist for what they’ve done in the show. And I ESPECIALLY don’t want them to kill him after he returns or make him a joke character to be bullied 😔

Hmmmm, I’d like to think he’s a good dad for the sole reason that I love Dad! Adam content, but I can see it going either way TBH. Abel seems more open to people and less of an asshole, so he probably thinks of Abel as a Wimp. But I think that his view of Abel was heavily affected by what happened with him and Cain. He could potentially see Abel as nothing but a child because he see’s him as helpless after witnessing his death. (Similar to how Sera sees Emily)

My main and only hope is that they don’t make him an Abusive deadbeat or something (if they do I WILL ignore it lol)

Does this need to be answered if you know me? Here’s my masterlist 😏

I WISH I HAD MERCH OF HIM 😭😭 I’ve been trying to work on a Plushie of him literally all year with my mom but it’s been so hectic that we never got to finish it. We’ve gotten the base design done and only need to figure out blueprint stuff. But he’s currently made of scrap material. If I EVER get him done I will definitely post it here!

Well I have a plethora of them but some main ones are:

He has abandonment issues and has a hard time connecting with people.

Insecure about his looks (Face, BODY, and voice)

Speaking of body, he’s plus size 1000% IM NOT SORRY. That is a Fat Man, 😤

And lastly, he’s a closeted bisexual, you’re telling me he knew who Angel Dust was (a famous GAY pornstar in hell) but not Alastor? One of the scariest, infamous Sinners out there? Really? He has done things he is not proud of, one of which being a man named Steve.

YESSSSSSSS. How can anybody call him ugly, I SWEAR. Mask, hot. His face? Hot. Everything is hot. As for the main thing attractive with his design, with the mask, definitely the LED face, don’t know why, it’s just so NWAOHSKAIAB. And without mask, I loooooove his eyebaggs/eyeliner and also his stubble. It’s just those subtle details of character design that shows that he’s definitely not in the best head space (eyebags, stubble, and paler skin being big indicators of men’s physical indicator of their mental health not doing so hot) so I just love him a lot!

I would like to see him interact with Saint Peter and Emily (they HAVE to have the most hilarious interactions. Those innocent angels meeting the vulgar first man would be a dream come true 😭) and also Abel and/or Cain. If they make him a sinner, it’s more than likely he would have interactions with Cain at some point. Not to mention, I’d like to know how Abel died. Cause in the Bible he was the first human to die, but in Hazbin, Adam was the first. So maybe Cain killed Adam then Abel? Or maybe Abel was sent to purgatory and was only let out after Adam died? Who knows!

(And I can’t put the picture here cause of the photo limit but)

10: What would you do if you met Adam IRL

’ll take him to my penthouse and I’ll freak it. >:)

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Question will Abel show up in benefit of doubt

Hey! At the moment I have no plans of him being included in Benefit of the Doubt. That is because I mostly have no idea what his personality is like because I don’t look at leaks!

BUT I am completely fine with writing him in ‘oneshot’ styled things that are set during the story! And also just writing for him in general. It’s the same thing with Lilith TBH. Like, I DO write for her but I make it known that my version of her is completely my interpretation of her character. As she hasn’t been shown enough in the show for me to 100% know her that well or portray her accurately.

So while I’ll still write for him, just know that my interruption of him won’t be 100% accurate to potential season 2 or leaks.

Thanks for the Question !!

[ambrosiagoldfish]

you told me your new man don’t make you nut? (that’s a damn shame)

ex bf!adam x fem!reader

summary: you find solace in your ex after a harsh argument with your boyfriend. and that ends up with you in his bed.

cw: NSFW, p in v, fingering, oral (f!receiving), cheating, lotsa jealousy, L bombs, desperate adam lowkey

a/n: ok so. this fic is kind of all over the place and rushed but hooray i AM alive!! not proofread…btw😔

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god, did you hate your boyfriend. more than you hated your ex, really. why else would you end up at his doorstep, shivering and pissed off? you hastily knocked on his door, looking around the empty hallway.

adam’s unmistakeable voice, coming out in a faint, gruff complaint, grew louder along with the footsteps thumping towards the door. his neighbors must love him.

you brace yourself, hearing the shuffle of the doorknob.

unsurprisingly, you’re met with a scoff, a look of pure pity. humility burned through you, but your need for comfort overpowered the thought of driving back to your place.

your boyfriend had totally trashed it, anyway.

“the fuck, bitch? you look pathetic.” the insult was followed by a laugh, adding fuel to the fire that had settled in your stomach. “what, trouble in paradise? little boyfriend of yours upset you?”

adam knew about your relationship. of course he did! it’s not like he didn’t stalk your instagram account, raging jealousy bubbling up in his core when instead of some cute photo of you, a photo of some five-foot-something loser cursed his eyes. the caption had read, ‘happy four months!’, and he vividly remembered gripping his phone so hard, he’d accidentally liked the photo.

thank fucking god he was on another account, you’d blocked his main one anyway.

plus, you had a tendency to come to adam when it came down to comfort. well, not really comfort so to say, more like shit-talking your ex boyfriends to make you feel better. you hadn’t come to him in a little over a year, when you swore that distance would help you actually get over your ex.

“okay, fuck you.” you looked up, meeting his judging gaze. your ex was dressed in the deadbeat starter pack: boxers and some crappy band shirt. his stupid messy hair completed the whole unintentionally sexy look he had going on.

…

holy shit. you missed him. you actually missed the asshole. lust turned into longing, which then turned to guilt because you have a boyfriend—well, maybe not the best one—waiting for you to respond to his barrage of messages! oh, you’re horrible.

“well?”

adam raised an eyebrow, as if amused by your state. you swallowed, looking back down as you blinked away the pang of embarrassment mixed with guilt that prickled at your eyes.

since your eyes were planted on the floor, you didn’t notice his gaze soften.

he always had a way of making you experience these… emotions. like you wanted his approval.

…

actually, fuck that. you were a strong, independent woman. who needs men, anywa-

“are you gonna just stand there?”

“what?”

you whipped your head back up, to see adam holding the door open, giving you a good view of his less-than-ideal apartment.

“oh. yes- yeah, i’m coming in…” you mumbled. one step, and then another, and you were in the middle of his apartment. looking around, you spotted a hot pink bra—front hook, and definitely not your cup size—slung over the arm of his couch.

you shouldn’t feel this jealous, yet here you are.

you’re not his. not anymore.

you summon the will to tear your gaze away from the meaningless piece of fabric, taking a deep breath to soothe the white-hot jealousy that had earlier consumed you.

you almost forget that adam’s there, a sudden hand on your cheek reminding you of his presence.

“why did you come here?” his voice is soft, not at all teasing like it usually is. he’s close—dangerously close—and you hate the way your heart jumps at the sudden intimacy.

because i missed you.

“i didn’t know who else to go to,” you decide.

adam frowns slightly, like he expected a better answer. the change of demeanor lasts for about five seconds, before the corner of his lips curl up into a shit-eating grin.

“oh, you didn't?” a thumb tracing your bottom lip catches you off guard, a low chuckle fleeing past his own.

“let’s be honest here, girlie,” the pet name sends you back to when you two were dating, and you stare up dumbly at him, trying to figure out his intentions.

adam had been deprived of you for over a year now. all the meaningless sex he’s been having was nothing compared to the real deal. he saw an opportunity, and he’s going to take it. didn’t matter if you had a boyfriend.

“you're only here cause that fuckin’ connor guy doesn’t do shit for you.” your boyfriend’s name came out in a hiss, a shiver running down your spine at the sheer aggressiveness in his tone.

adam’s tongue darted out to wet his lips before continuing, “that’s the real reason, yeah?” it sounded more like him trying to convince himself that you wanted him back.

little did he know, he didn’t need to convince himself. shamefully, it was true.

“adam,” you start breathlessly, the heat in your lower stomach traveling down even lower until it reached your throbbing warmth.

adam groans, the sound of your sweet voice calling out his name enough to make his cock jump.

he looks down to see your pupils dilated and cheeks flushed. you wanted this too.

adam let a lecherous grin spread across his face, the hand that wasn’t on your cheek dipping between your legs, thumb rubbing featherlight circles where your clit would be through the fabric of your pants.

“tell me something, baby,” he murmurs, thumb working to bring you to the edge, not quite letting you over it. “does he treat this pretty pussy the way she deserves?” jealousy laced his words, the speed at which his fingers were moving increasing noticeabley.

“does he make you scream,” you let out a sharp gasp when he pinches your clit, making you lurch forward and bury your face in his chest. adam smiled in satisfaction. “like i did?” connor had never even come close to making you finish, yet you feel like you could combust this very second just by hearing adam's voice. ah, you really did downgrade...

you can’t help but shake your head frantically, tiny hands gripping his shirt as his hand made it past your sweatpants.

adam’s palm cupped your sopping cunt, watching, pleased at the warmth, as you pathetically rocked your hips against it.

“awh, look at you,” adam tutted, words dripping with condescension. “so cute. just say the word, girlie, and i’ll worship that tight little cunt of yours ‘til you’re screaming.” it’s more of a promise than an offer. his own words make his half-erection rock solid, the heel of his palm pressing against your clit deliciously as he went on about what he would do to you if you just let him.

“g-god, adam, please,” you whine, humping his hand at a frenzied pace. “fuck me.”

“now that’s what i like to hear.” adam’s smirk is audible through his words, hands transferring to the back of your thighs and lifting you up until they’re wrapped around his waist. you whine when his hand leaves your sweatpants.

luckily, you’re level with his face, and you waste no time to crush your lips against his.

adam grunts, surprised for a few seconds before immediately welcoming your kiss. he slips in his hot, waiting tongue into the heat of your mouth as he carries you into his bedroom.

he slams the door closed with his foot before promptly and unceremoniously dropping you on his bed.

adam settles between your legs, greedy hands lifting up your top and tossing it to god-knows-where, but you’re too horny to care. he sighs a sigh of relief when you’re not wearing a bra, his hands pressing your tits together and burying his face in between them.

reverently, he litters them in kisses, his mouth trailing down to below your belly button before he spoke, tone impatient, “lift your hips, babe,”

immediately, you did as he said, assisting him as he pulled down your sweatpants and panties, groaning in satisfaction when he’s greeted with your sloppy cunt.

“oh, fuuuck yeah,” adam mutters, running a finger down your slit, teasing you.

you were about to complain when suddenly he buried his face between your thighs. his movements were sloppy, uncoordinated. it seemed as if he’d gone wild without your warmth.

the tip of his nose bumps into your puffy bud deliciously as he feasts on you, tongue wiggling it’s way into his favorite hole.

“baby,” adam pants, voice heavy with lust. “you taste so. fucking. good.” he’s pussydrunk already, lips wrapping around your puffy clit and sucking with a force that leaves you breathless.

“adam- adam, oh god,” you squeal, hands buried in his hair. “you’re gonna make me- ah- just like that!” the praise definitely gets to his head, because suddenly he's two fingers knuckle deep into you, crooking them so that they hit that sweet spot. "come on, give it to me," you barely make out his mumbled words, mind shut off completely when he gives your clit a nice, hard suck and suddenly your vision goes white for a split second. adam groans in appreciation when your thighs squeeze his head, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as his tongue brought you over the edge.

after what seems like forever, and after you tug adam’s hair in overstimulation, he pulls away, lips and chin glistening. you look down to see his signature shit eating grin.

“ready for the real deal, baby? betcha missed him.” he went back to praising himself, as his rough hands impatiently freed his waiting arousal.

it’d been so long since you’d slept with him—you’d forgotten how terrifyingly big he was. adam made your boyfriend’s cock look micro. less than, really. you bit the inside of your cheek, watching in impatience as the man in from of you stroked himself.

“god, i missed this so much.” adam sighed appreciatively while he rubbed his fat cockhead around your clit, making you twitch before finally slipping in.

he makes a sound you’ve didn’t even think he was capable of making. you let out a quiet gasp when he suddenly falls onto his forearms, which were on either side of you.

“fuck, babe. fuck…” adam curses through clenched teeth, hips gently rolling into you. he’d gone through a generous amount of pussies—none of which had topped yours.

he buried his face in your neck when he buried himself to the hilt, balls pressed against the curve of your ass, his panting heavy in your ear.

once adam had re-familiarized himself with his surroundings, he took a hold of your waist and began thrusting.

the wet, plap! plap! plap! echoed through the room, each snap of his hips creating another wave of pleasure. warmth filled you in a way that it had never during intimacy with your boyfriend.

boyfriend. it was best not to think about him when another man was pounding into you.

a soft cry fled past your swollen lips when adam reached down to rub mean, tight circles against your clit.

“baby, babe, sweetie,” he panted, hips moving at a frenzied pace. “come back to me,” adam whined, wrapping your legs around his waist with his free hand.

“adam-“ you barely got his name out, when he pressed harder against your clit, causing you to shriek our in renewed pleasure.

adam rested his face in the crook of your neck, ramming into you frantically, desperately. your pussy was just that good. but something was telling you it was more than just the sex…

“god damn—baby, do you know how many times i’ve imagined it was you when i was fucking other cunts?” he pants out. “only thing that made me nut was thinking about you. no other bitch’s pussy is as good as yours, babe, fuckk.” adam babbled on.

suddenly the attention on your abused clit and his choice of words gets you to squirt, his name coming out in a strangled cry as you squeeze around him like your life depended on other. adam let out a harsh curse, closing his eyes.

“i fucking love you, baby- oh shit-“ adam groaned out in pleasure and in the heat of the moment, hips pushing into you deeply, one last time. in a few seconds time warm buckets of cum spurt into you, adam biting your neck to stifle his moans of appreciation.

when you both came down from hour highs, no one said a word for a good three minutes.

“…did you mean it?” was all you could whisper into the newfound silence of the room.

adam lifted his head. he looked at you like you were stupid.

“ ‘course i meant it…” he squinted at you. “…bitch.”

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a/n: this was supposed to come out waaay earlier😭

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[ambrosiagoldfish]

i’m going a teensy bit feral reading your adam x third spouse story so i guess im just asking for part five and for it to hopefully have focus on dad beat dad and how lucifer would react to seeing the reader again after so long and like what would happen n stuff 🤭🤭 ofc if this is dumb ignore it i like what you’re doing with the story already !! the part im most excited for is the finale tbh but there’s a lot of time in between what you have rn and then so i’m just yapping abt stuff that could be cool in between. thsi is so jumbled omg sorry i just wanna see more of your writing it’s so good

idk how to end this uhh i love you bye 🫡

Benefit of the doubt PT.5

Adam x 3rd Spouse! Reader

Warnings: GN! Reader, confronting the past, next to no Adam (I know, sad, but it’s for the plot), Reader focused chapter, this is set during ‘Dad Beat Dad’, swearing, the next 2 chapters will have a LOT more Adam DW ❤️❤️

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Request Box: OPEN

Word count: 4322

A/n: Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the support on all the other chapters. It’s been 8-ish months since the last update and for that I want to apologize. I’ll save it for its own dedicated post to not full int his page too much. But if you’ve saw one of my post from the other day, I have posted this on A03 and I’m giving myself 8 total parts. 7 will be the finale and 8 will be an epilogue styled thing (not even sure if I’m wanting to do it so when we get there, you guys can tell me if you want it!! ) so yeah, enough rambling, you’ve all been waiting so long for the next part so here you go!! <3

Reblogs are VERY appreciated!

(My posts have been flopping so much, I would love you forever if you did 😭)

Old memories have a habit of slithering their way back into a person's mind, and even sometimes, people

The first few months at fhe hotel were a lot more enjoyable than you originally expected. Most days went relatively the same, Charlie would choose an activity to do and you would observe the progress they made.

At first, progress hadn't shown much promise but as everyone grew closer, things began to look up. Angel had gone clean with his drug abuse and was distancing himself from his line of work. Sir Pentious started to actually trust the people around him and has done no major constructional damage to any buildings as of late.

Everything was going so smoothly that, when you had woken up one morning to the sounds of screaming, running, and just general chaos. You thought everything was finaly going into the ground.

You quickly run down to the lobby, thoughts of what could be happening run through you. Did one of Pentious experiments fail and explode? Were we being attacked by one of the many gangs in town? Did Alastor decide the hotel was actually boring and started destroying it, starting with the occupants? Whatever it was, you hurry faster to the lobby.

But what was meeting you there was… unexpected to say the least. Party streamers, banners, cookies. It looked like some kind of welcome party heaven would do, albeit with less flare and taste in decor. A banner that read ‘Wellcum Daddy’ was being hung up by Razzle and Dazzle, everyone was either cleaning or baking something, and Vaggie seemed to be ordering them around.

You look at the clock, huh, it’s way too early for any kind of Charlie’s trust exercises. Not to mention, she would have told you about the curriculum and there was absolutely not a 10 AM home-EC class listed on your schedule.

You quickly run up to Charlie who seemed to be preoccupied with helping Vaggie put something up “Charlie, what’s going on?” You tap on her shoulder, She jumps a bit before just realizing it’s you,

”Oh- Y/N, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot to get you!” She apologizes when Vaggie pops in,

“Don’t be, I told Nifty to go wake you up, but looks like she had better things to do” she points over at Niffty swifty stabbing bugs and removing cobwebs out of habit

“It’s fine, just… what’s everyone doing, what’s with all the party supplies and sweets?” You say, arms to the festive lobby around you.

“Oh well…” she took a deep breath “you know that The deadline is fast approaching and while we’ve made progress it’s not much” she paused, trying to even brace herself for what’s coming out of her mouth, “I have asked… my dad to come over and hopefully get us a meeting with heaven” she stops, completely caved in on herself.

“Wait, so… your dad is coming here?” you thought about the times she had asked you to get them a meeting with heaven but you had already explained to her that it would be next to impossible for someone like you. You had to practically beg just to monitor the hotel

Charlie Picked herself back up and looked at you with a shakey demeanor, “Yeah In about… 55 minutes”

You blink a few times before giving a small chuckle “Well, would you look at the date! I think it’s time I used my 1-per-month trip back home! If you’ll excuse me-“

“Wait! No-“ she trips over herself “We need you here, if dad can see, not only the progress we’ve made, but also that we already have an angel supporter, there’s no way he could say no!”

“Charlie, I don’t think it’s a good idea-”

“PleasePleasePlease! I will pay you back, promise! But I- we could really use you there!” Her eyes looked at you, similar to a puppy. She hands clasped together In plea.

You looked away in thought. Seeing him again was the last thing you wanted to do at this moment, any moment for that matter. The last time…well to be honest, the whole exchange hadn’t meant anything to you in quite a while. He could say whatever he wanted about you… it was the words he had to say about Adam that kept your heart ablaze in anger at the Morningstar.

Trash? He should really look in the mirror before saying that about your Adam. But… this could be a good opportunity for the hotel -as much as it pained you to admit- You can only sigh, “fine.. for the hotel…” You let out a small chuckle raising your arm in defeat.

Charlie jumped up and down with glee, repeating a matra of ‘Thank You’s’ before continuing “I get it might be difficult since you’re an Angel.” She tries to give some comfort. But that caught your attention.

“Because I’m an Angel?” You honestly didn’t mean to say it out loud but it came out as a question.

She looks at you confused “yeah, you know, considering I don’t think angels have too kind of thoughts to my dad for being… the devil” she laughs nervously

Oh. Oh. So that’s what she means. So she doesn’t know about your past with him? Not too much a surprise, I doubt Lucifer would bring up any of his failures. But that also made you realize one other thing. Charlie doesn’t know about your marriage with Adam.

Look, you didn’t mean to keep it a secret. In fact you had already assumed they knew. I mean you were sitting literally right next to him and Vaggie already knew who you were. You just thought she would have told Charlie, but knowing this now… it may be best to keep it a secret.

You let out a quick “I understand.” and with that, you all went your separate ways, you did contribute to the decor the best you could, as well as helping Sir Pentious and Nifty with the baking until finally, it was time for Charlie’s dad to arrive.

You walked over to a more remote place in the hotel lobby, look… you may have to interact with him today but you will not be doing it that soon. Instead, you decided your best choice of action was to sit and watch quietly until Charlie decided it was time for you two to meet. And in the meantime, you can mentally brace yourself.

Charlie sighs deeply “Okay everybody, it’s showtime!”

With that she swings the door open revealing the one, the only (thank Father) king of hell himself, Lucifer. Immediately Lucifer pulls his, obviously nervous daughter into his arms. He greets her with excitement before moving on to Keekee, and eventually Razzle and Dazzle.

He eyes the room, clearly covering up any distain for the hotels “character” to protect Charlie’s feelings. At least until he got to the bar which even he couldn’t lie his way through.

Even from the distant view you were from, you could see Alastor and Lucifer weren't going to be the best of buds anytime soon. As soon as they were introduced to one another they immediately got into it. Huh, at least now you have something in common with Alastor at least! If that’s even a good thing.

Their quarrel lasted a few minutes, everyone either waiting for it to be over, completely ignoring it, or enjoying it as entertainment. It lasted what felt like an eternity and was only interrupted when a short and plump woman by the name of ‘Mimzy’ came into the scene.

The old time-y dressed woman was one of Alastor’s friends, you honestly didn’t think he had those but you digress. Eventually once the commotion dies down, you see Charlie give you a nervous smile and wave for you, ‘that’s my cue’ you thought. Anxiety still felt taught in your heart but still you pushed through.

You walk out of your hiding spot, walking up to be next to Charlie. Still trying to keep your presence hidden for as long as you could, savoring those last few moments of peace before a wave of interactions.

Charlie clears her throat and puts on a more professional demeanor despite her nervousness, getting the attention from her dad, “And last but certainly not least, i’d like you to meet our Angelic sponsor-“

“Y/N!?-“ the fallen Angel suddenly started coughing, clearly having choked on his own words. He clears his throat “Sorry! I just wasn’t expecting… you to be here” he lets out a chuckle.

“You guys know each other!?” Charlie looked shocked, her voice pitching up in bewilderment.

“We’ve… met before,.” Your voice was low, But still you pushed through “Though, it’s hardly relevant to anything of importance now. Isn’t that right, Morningstar?”

Lucifer's face contorted into an uncomfortable shaky smile, fingertips digging into his Apple-shaped cane. Perhaps he felt some type of remorse for the way things happened back all those years ago, but even if that’s true, you had no plans to forgive him.

He clears his throat “Yes it’s- unimportant Sweetie.. “

You 3 stand in awkward silence for a moment, all you can do is glare daggers at the short ex-Angel in front of you. Eventually though, you couldn’t stand the scilence any longer, “Well Charlie, I have to get something done in my room and I’ll be back to help with the tour in a few minutes, if that’s ok?”

Charlie looked like she wanted to protest, for you to stay with her through the tour, but she knew you wouldn’t just leave and not come back. “Um, yeah that’s fine! Me and Alastor can get the tour started and you can meet us around the 4th floor?”

You gave a quick nod as agreement and make your way to your room. Sighing, you flop down on your bed, feeling the soft warmth as you sink into comfort. Pulling out your phone, you quickly typing a text to Adam but your thumb simply hovered over the send button, anxiety washing over you. Your message was simple,

‘I promise that everything’s ok, but he’s here’’

You were hesitating, should you even tell him that he's here? You didn’t want to worry him over something so insignificant. He has a show tonight, he wouldn’t be at his best if he was constantly thinking you would be in the same room as the devil.

Or even worse, he could just cancel the show completely and march down here and a cause a ruckus which at best would completely destroy the Hotel’s plans and at worse… No, you can’t think of that.

You look at the message again before just setting your phone on your nightstand. 10 minutes… that’s all you need before you go back out there…

…Lucifer was having… let’s just say a tinsy bit of a bad day. Not only has he been forced to interact with that insufferable yellow-toothed sinner but also, he has been reunited with someone he hadn’t seen in a millenia, you.

The anxiety of the day was only topped off with the added stress of being with his daughter. Don’t get him wrong, he LOVES his daughter and is always happy to see her, but the way she talks and acts with these sinners… Ugh, it reminds him too much of himself back in the day.

Her hotel too… He may have given her the place but he never gave it much thought beyond it being a pipe dream for her. He was just trying to do something for his daughter, especially with… Lilith being out of the picture. He just wanted to cheer her up, and unfortunately it seems ‘grandiose plans’ run in the family.

Even now as Charlie and that Red haired Buck show him around, Charlie explains excitedly about different things they have at the hotel. It reminds Lucifer about how she was when she was little, that glow of joy never seemed to fade away from her despite the conditions she lives in.

But even still, as much as he’s trying not to zone out and actually listen to his daughters rambles, his mind keeps trailing back to one, singular thought. You.

What were you doing here? He knows you were there to ‘support the hotel’ as Charlie puts it. But this is the absolute first he’s hearing about it. Why wouldn’t heaven tell him that another Angel was down here, let alone, you most of all. The last time he saw you was… not the best first meeting

Were you here in secret? You clearly weren't fallen, considering you still had your halo and you didn’t look like you’ve been damaged anywhere close to what you’d be if you had fallen. Not to mention… Adam, the exterminations were his idea so why would you even consider an alternative when you are his-

“Uh, Dad?” Charlie interrupted Lucifer’s thoughts, a look of worry on her face. ”You’ve got a little bit of… horn? Sticking out”

Lucifer looks up and sees that he’s subconsciously beginning to phase into his full demon form. He quickly takes his hand and pats the horns as if he was just dusting off his coat, causing the horns to seem to fade away like dust. Wow, today really seems to be getting to him.

“Ah sorry Sweetie, it’s nothing just… uh..” He thinks for a moment, he has to talk to you alone, just for a second. “*Ahem* I was just realizing I had to… use the bathroom, I seem to have had one too many drinks on the way here. Can you tell me where the… bathroom is?” He lets out a chuckle to hopefully cover his lie.

“Oh, it’s just down the hall and to the right, I can take you there-“

Lucifer quickly lets out a loud ”No!“ Before clearing his through again “I can get there on my own, just wait here and I’ll be back!”

Before Charlie can even answer, Lucifer rushes through the halls of the hotel, yelling a ‘I’ll be back soon’ to his Daughter before turning the corner. He lets out a deep breath as he lays out the plan in his head. Figure out why you’re here, and get back to Charlie as fast as inhumanly possible.

Picking his feet up again, he makes his way to the lobby of the hotel, he looks around for a moment before spotting the check in desk. ‘They usually keep visitor information there, right?’

He quickly scours the desk, looking for any forms or documents that have your room number, before finally setting his eyes on your room number. It didn’t take long to find you seeing as there were such few occupants in the hotel.

He memorized your room and repeated it to himself while walking to your door. Past the first, 2nd, then finally, halfway through the hallway on the 3rd floor he finds it. Before he can knock, a sudden wave of worry floods his senses. Seriously, Why would he hesitate now?!

He shuffled around nervously, starting to doubt this little mission of his. Should he really be doing this? Is he really worried about you being here or is the real reason he came here because he wanted to… apologize to you? It’s true that the guilt of what happened all those years ago was still there. But… Digging up old memories just because he’s selfish and wants to apologize to you? He takes a deep breath.

He had to make things better or… at least get some things off his chest. So, with a heavy fist and an even heavier heart, he gently knocks on the hard wooden door…

This had been the longest 10 minutes of your life, trying to decide wether to send Adam the message, or to even return to tour with Charlie at all. As much as it pains you to say, you still become anxiety ridden when he’s in the room or even the mere mention of him. That spark of defiance you had in the lobby earlier being nothing but a small bit of courage. But you remembered that you had promised Charlie you’d be there for her, and you certainly weren’t one to take back a promise.

Before you could decide what to do, you hear an ever so faint knock on your door. Curiosity peaked, You thought Charlie was supposed to be waiting for you on the 4th floor? Had you taken too long and the tour went south? You quickly made your way to the door and hoped you wouldn’t see a very angry Charlie on the other side.

As the wooden-door creaked open, your face slowly turned bitter at The short, impish man who stood on the other side. Lucifer Morningstar. To be honest, you much would have preferred the angry Charlie, TWO very angry Charlies over this.

The man shuffled awkwardly in place, gripping his cane. Neither of you could break the silence . He avoided any eye-contact with you and even you couldn’t hide The disgusted expression on your face when looking at him. Finally after what feels like 3x the eternity you’ve lived thus far, you spoke In shaky words, ”What do you want?”

Lucifer pushed out his words as well as he could, meek they were, but you understood what he said “Can we please…talk?”

Your fingers gripped at the door, nails embedding into the wood, leaving scratches. It took all you had not to slam the door right in his face, but even if you had, it wouldn’t have solved any pressing issues. If anything, it might make him against Charlie’s idea with the hotel, which you couldn’t afford. You take a deep breath before letting out a quick but unsavory,

“5 minutes”

The short demon shuffles his way into the room as you follow in behind him, locking the door to prevent someone like Nifty or Charlie from walking in. Lucifer stands timidly by your nightstand as you stand on the complete opposite side of the room, facing him. Lucifer runs his neck as he lets out a shaky sigh “I just want to know what you’re doing here…” he pauses, he looks like he has more to say but decided not to.

You can only laugh to yourself “I’m here because I believe I think Charlie’s idea has potential to be great. The exterminations, they have to end… that’s why I’m here”

Lucifer seem a bit… surprised? Surprised with your stance on the exterminations. you figured he needed more than that so you continue “I… I’ve never been one for the exterminations. I've been against them from the start. I just didn't know what else to do. Nothing else seemed…right.“

He stayed silent, processing what you told him. He really didn’t understand you, he had a completely warped view of you. “If that’s all you wanted to know I’d rather you take your leave-“

“No!” You step back at the sudden raise in voice but he quickly clears his throat “No, there’s another thing. I would… I’d like to apologize to you about how things went… when we first met.”

You stared at him, the silence once again feeling the air. You didn’t dare break it, you watched as the impish man looked around with anxiety, trying to find the right words. “It’s always been there, in the back of my mind. How we- I, treated you. It was unacceptable… Lilith kept telling me to let it go, that she was done thinking about it, but I just couldn’t.” He takes a deep breath “so, I’m so sorry for hurting you, Y/n…”

Lucifer Morningstar. The man in front of you looked more akin to a puddle than a person at this point. Sweat dripped from his face, a scrunched mouth filled with a sour taste. He wasn’t looking at you, focusing his attention to the ground. Finally, after many long seconds later. You step forward, grabbing his attention.

“As much as I appreciate the apology, I don’t forgive you.” Lucifer began to speak or at least say he understood but no matter what his reaction was going to be, you interrupted him ‘“-I don’t forgive you, because I’m not the one who deserves it”

To that, Lucifer's head was struck with confusion, “what do you mean?” He tried to make sense of your words, shifting eyes looking around in unease before landing on a framed photo of a candlelit man, an old and forgotten, yet familiar smile on his face… ”You mean… Adam?” Despite his best efforts around you, saying the first man’s name still dripped his words with venom. That same sour taste filling his mouth at the mere mention of him. ”What does-” he stops himself, he knows why.

You breathe in slowly, “What you said to me, all of those years ago, hasn’t meant anything to me in a long time. I’ve gotten through it 10x over and finally understand that I am more than those words” you take another step towards him, closing the gap, “so… there's no use for your apology to me. But Adam… you’ve hurt him more than you couldn’t possibly imagine“

The room was filled with dense air, like any sudden move could kill the king of hell or even you at any second but still you continue. “Adam deserved so much better than what he was forced to have from you, so if anyone deserves your apology, it’s him.” He goes to speak but you shut him down again “but we all know that you are too prideful to do so, and Adam… he’s too stubborn to hear it”

You don’t yell, scream, all of your words coming soft from your lips “So… what you’re going to do, if you truly mean what you say. You will go back to your daughter, forget this conversation ever happened, then you can march back to your big castle with your Loving wife, and leave us be, for the rest of eternity.”

With that, you step away from him, words that have been bubbling inside you for centuries finally having been let out. It felt like several hundred pounds had been lifted off of you. You begin to walk to the door to let him out, wanting the conversation to be over, When you hear him speak a faint ”Ex-Wife actually”

You pause, your teeth already biting your tongue. Honestly, if you really thought about it, it was poetic. The Angel who ruined two marriages, leaving Adam nothing but a broken heart and baggage, ended up with a failed marriage himself.

But even still, you still felt a slight pain of pity for him. Through clenched teeth you let out ”I'm… sorry to hear that. It must be hard.”

This kind of thing, no matter the person, is always tough. You knew the aftermath of it through Adam, even now he struggles with so many issues from it. In that regard, you felt pity for the ruler of hell, but the rest of you felt… glad? Glad that he finally understands just a thorn of the pain he inflicted on Adam.

“The 5 minutes are up so… go now… please.” Your voice shakes near the end, your will power for everything you’ve done starting to break. Lucifer looked equally as defeated, you could tell he wanted to say more but he just nodded his head before walking out the door. slowly, silently, you close the door back before sliding down it as your legs give out.

You wanted to cry, scream, do anything but sit there, but you couldn’t. Your voice hurts from talking, your feet hurt from standing, everything just… hurts.

DING DING DING

A luminous yellow light follows the sound, you lifted your head and saw your phone on your nightstand. Adam… You used all of your strength to make it to your bed, practically having to crawl to avoid any more tiredness in your aching body. You finally land on the soft mattress to pick up your phone, seeing the plethora of messages from Adam.

DIXKMASTER69

Yo Bitch, everything good??

You’ve been typing for like 10 minutes

Answer me

Hellllloooooo??????

Oh, that’s why he was texting. You had completely forgotten your half written message you were debating on sending earlier. You start to delete it and rewrite it when suddenly,

INCOMING CALL FROM DIXKMASTER69

You sigh at the screen, your phone vibration sends chills through your aching arms, it acts as a lifeline for you not to fall asleep on the soft plush beneath you. You press the answer button.

‘Fuck Babe, finally! Are you ok?!” Adam’s voice sounded angry but you know he was just worried “you’ve been texting for like 15 minutes”

“Yeah, don’t worry Adam, I... must have fallen asleep while trying to message you”

“It’s 12 in the afternoon, you dont normally fall asleep in the middle of the day” Adam questions, his voice having obvious worry for you.

“Today’s just been very tiring. But I promise I’m fine, it’s just happened a lot today.” You hated lying to him, your other half, but you know this is something that he shouldn’t have to worry about.

You hear him groan, “how many times do I have to fuckin’ tell you not to overwork yourself for those sinners”

“I know, I’m sorry” you pause “I… I have to go now but I promise I’ll call you later, yeah?“

He was quiet on the other side before he lets out “Yeah, just don’t overdo yourself ok?” His voice was soft, no hint of sarcasm or anger, just him.

You let out a small breathy laugh “I promise. Have fun at your show tonight. Talk to you later, love you.”

“Love you too”

CLICK

You sigh to yourself, you still have the tour to do. It’s fine, everything is fine.

Tomorrow will be a better day. it has to be.

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Shoutout to these specific asked as well, love you all <3

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Ok so this is from the Hazbin Hotel Twitter account and THEY FINALLY REVEALED ABEL. He’s so cute!! BUT I will say, Blonde wasn’t the color I was expecting his hair to be, I thought it’d be brown. Which also adds a whole plethora of lore things for Eden stuff.

So either,

A. Eve was blonde

B. Abel’s hair turned blonde when he died to more reflect his ‘heavenly’ form

C. Abel was born Blonde (12% chance to happen if both Adam and Eve were brown haired)

Or D…. Adam is not the father of Abel… which would kinda confirm Eve did actually cheat on Adam with a certain blonde fellow 🍎🐍 Which would make his crash-out pretty reasonable/HJ.

He’s probably a natural blonde or got it after he died but also Adam Angst kills me so I wouldn’t be upset if they did it like that.

Also sorry Emily but I needed to crop the photo 😭

[ambrosiagoldfish]

‘Meet me backstage’

Short Spicy Drabble || WC: 406 || GN! Reader

Concerts always get Adam so hot and bothered. The energy, the lights on him, the adoring fans. It all really just gets him going, you being his partner though, you surely know all about that. You don’t attend many of his shows, but if he’s adamant about wanting you to come to a specific one, you would always say ‘yes’ in a heartbeat.

It’s the same routine every time, you’d show up in his over sized t-shirt that was way to big for you. He’d spot you in the crowd immediately, giving you a wink right before the songs start. For the fans, it was like he was doing it for them, but you know his eyes were only on you the entire performance.

Eventually the show’s lights would slowly dim as the once rowdy crowd slug their tired bodies back to their cars or if they wanted, to the merch table. Some in the VIP getting an autograph or Photo from the band.

You however get complete access to the back, you’d wait for him, as always. He would chat with his fans, sign a few of their pictures or whatever body part they weren’t going to wash for the next few weeks, and then make his way backstage.

Sneaking up behind you, placing his rough guitar-picking hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. His head moving to the spot between your shoulder and neck while speaking ‘So what’s a sexy fuxkin’ thing like you doing backstage, hmm?’

Adam loved to play like this, him being the ‘famous guitarist’ and you being ‘Just a fan’ he’s met backstage. A short role-play before the inevitable happened. His band mates were all too familiar with the act as well.

‘Isn’t it obvious? I came to see the hottest guitarist in person, you know, see if he’s really as good with his hands as he is on stage.’ Your fingers interlock with one of his hands as you finally turn around to face him.

A wicked grin was plastered on his face as he leans down back to your neck, taking a light nibble at the tender flesh. His free hand caressing down your body before callously groping your ass. his warm yet chilling breath traveled down your spine as he spoke,

‘Then how about we go somewhere a little more.. Private? So I can really show you just how good I am with my fingers’

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Everytime someone says Angel Dust is bad Rep and ‘Loser, Baby’ is a song victim blaming Angel, a Seraphim loses an eye ISTG

[ambrosiagoldfish]

are you still gonna be posting on here or just on AO3? :^

Don’t worry! I’m still gonna be posting here!! I’m mostly going to use AO3 as, you know, an Archive for my works. As well as posting some non-Reader content over there cause I’ve been wanted to try it out but don’t really want to do it for my Tumblr!

So yeah, nothing over here is gonna change as I do spend 80% of my time on here LOL ^o^

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Opening the way for his smoll boyfriend

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Heyyyy just wanted to tell everyone that IM FINALLY POSTING ON AO3, I still have a massive learning curve to get through but Im slowly leg tying the hang of it.

BUT I’ve decided to post ‘Benefit of the Doubt’ over on there as I’m FINALLY (I know it’s been so long) writing the next part. I’ll also be posting other stuff on there too as soon as I figure out what lol

So if any of you want to reread it over there as a refresher while you wait for the next part, then here you all go ^o^

[ambrosiagoldfish]

God help I love him so bad

[ambrosiagoldfish]

HOW DID I NOT REALIZE THIS OMG

HE LITERALLY HAS A LEAF ON HIS ROBE WHERE HIS CROTCH IS. JUST LIKE HOW HE DID IN EDEN! I FEEL SO STUIPD FOR NOT NOTICING THIS SOONER 😭😭

AND I LEGIT ONLY REALIZED WHEN I SAW THIS PERSON DO A GENDERBENT VERSION OF HIM.

[ambrosiagoldfish]

So I decided to watch The Addams Family (film) for Thanksgiving and 👏 LET 👏 ME 👏JUST 👏 SAY,

Lucifer and Lilith are SO Morticia and Gomez coded OML. The entire time I was watching it I kept thinking ‘Oh that is so them’ ESPECIALLY the scene when they’re first introducing Morticia and Gomez’s dynamic 😭😭

Same couple, different fonts

LIKE YOU COULDNT TELL ME THAT LILITH WOULDNT SAY THIS TO LUCI LIIIIIIKE

[ambrosiagoldfish]

I FINALLY finished my rewatch of Adventure time a few minutes ago and let me just say. I am EMOTIONALLY DISTRAUGHT/pos

Not to mention, Finn and Fern Brain rot have consumed every ounce of me. Middle school crushes die hard I guess. Especially when said crushes actually AGE at the same rate as you.

But also this means I can FINALLY watch Fionna and Cake (which was the whole reason I even started my rewatch of AT cause I hadn’t seen it since I was Ten) but that will have to wait for later cause I am tiiiiiired

Soooooo for future reference, I would like to apologize in advance for the person I am becoming. I might write something with Finn or Fern because I adore them so.

[ambrosiagoldfish]

idk if your latest post was about the election, but whatever the case, I hope you feel better soon!

Thank you, It was unfortunately about the election. 😓 it’s just disappointing to see. But I’m feeling better than I did last night so that’s something.

Doom scrolling on TikTok or Twitter or god forbid instagram isn’t going to change the results of the election. So please everyone, do what I’m doing and take a break. Delete some apps if you have to, but just please take a break. The only thing the algorithms will give you are only more fear.

The best thing we can do for the sake of our mental health and physical wellbeing is to indulge in our creative outlets. Draw, write, play video games! Do what makes you happy and comfortable. I just got done practicing guitar, which is something I haven’t done in weeks, and it’s honestly made me feel better.

Just please, Live on for your better tomorrow, <3