#Redesign adam

[calabazafantasma]

Hola amantes del terror y del dibujo!🎃☕

Nuevo dibujo de mi nuevo AU de hazbin hotel el cual decidí llamarlo ✨GOD's✨ o dioses en español por ahora solo voy a mostrar a azrael y adam pero mientras más pase voy a ir mostrando más personajes.

Bueno como lo hice con azrael la muerte, aquí les muestro el diseño definitivo que le di a adam!!! El don ver-gotas si señor! Espero y les guste el diseño que le di (aunque no cambia mucho del original)

Esta es mi versión de adam y vaya que me quedo bien quise hacer tres versiones de adam qué cada uno representara una faceta diferente de su vida osea un lapso de tiempo distinto.

El primer adam cuando estaba en el Edén, cuando fue creado mi versión de adam era igualito a lilith al ser ambos creados desde el polvo de la tierra, ellos eran parecidos y no solo en apariencia si no también en mentalidades y condiciones tenían muy pocas diferencias los dos de vaina los ojos y la complexión de su cuerpo.

El segundo adam es cuando fue expulsado del Edén y paro en la tierra, para este punto adam se había cortado su cabello rubio y este al ser cortado se volvió de un color marrón al ya no ser puro más o menos le paso lo mismo que lo de Rapunzel solo que con otra intención (lo siento por la pera censurona es que no puedo mostrar mucho)

Y bueno el último adam es el actual el que todos conocemos y amamos, este es el que llego al cielo y se volvió en el líder de los exterminadores.

Bueno esto es todo espero que les haya gustado mucho mi versión de adam y bueno nada esto a sido todo y recuerden tomen cafecito 🎃☕

Literalmente nunca había dibujado y coloreado unas patas así... Son bellishimas

[cholvoq]

Pt 2 of my Hazbin redesigns! More are on the way! (Adam is getting a RE-redesign soon!)

[iamthe-walnut]

Adam redesign from Hazbin Hotel for fun. I hated this guy in the first episode but he rlly grew on me over time and became my 2nd favorite character. I wish he had more screentime, he had so much story potential, from his lore with being the first man and the his relationships with other characters. We could have had it all 😔 Hazbin hotel is good...but the pacing is rlly my main issue

I made a redesign cuz I wasn't rlly vibing with the fact that he looks like a demon and swears alot even tho he's suppose to be an angel. I think you can be more subtle with the idea that "heaven or angels are hypocrites" rather than making them act exactly like the demons🤷‍♀️ So in my reimagining, yeah he doesn't look like a demon but a priest/bishop vibe, he's still a misogynistic asshole and can either be upfront or backhanded with it depending on his mood. He doesn't swear but rather uses other more family friendly words to replace swear words but when he's pissed he won't care about censoring himself anymore.

I'm gonna do Lute next but that's it.

[sora-art-513]

Ta-da!🥳 today I finally finished My Redesign and Reimagined version of HazbinHotel!🗝️ I thought of Changing and Adding few characters to my AU👀 more Characters are on the way soon, I Love Theses Hazbin Characters so much! I had fun Redesigning them♥️ Hope you guys like my Designs🙌🏼✨

[tyrannosaurustai]

my baby (he’s a homophobic, sexist, and probably racist murderer)

[jollmaster]

redesign trivia: Adam

° semitic type

° reddish tanned because Adam was created from red clay

° eyes of gold because of the ichor running through veins

° simple earrings

° wears metal claws on fingers

° cloak over scratched knight armor

° golden and white colors as a symbol of power from above

° during the battles Adam uses an axe that has seen many deaths

° the word אָדָם (his hebrew name) is carved on the axe handle

° on your knees, lower ©

main gang: Vaggie, Charlie, Angel Dust, Niffty, sir Pentious, Cherri Bomb, Husk, Alastor (+ as humans)

Heaven: Eve, Lute, Emily, Sera

Adam and Eve's children: Cain, Abel, Seth, Awan, Azura

Hell: Lilith, Lucifer, Seviathan, Helsa, Razzle and Dazzle

Sins: Asmodeus [Lust], Beelzebub [Gluttony]

Lucifer's wives: Eisheth Zenunim, Naamah, Agrat bat Mahlat

Vees: Vox, Valentino, Velvette

overlords: Zestial, Rosie, Carmilla Carmine, Odette and Clara

friends and relatives: Mimzy, Arackniss, Molly, Alastor's mom, Alastor's father

[checkertrains]

I almost forgot to post this here, IM SORRY YALL 😭🙏

Anyways yeah, Luci redesign n Adam! I gave Luci a lil makeover outfit, so usually he’ll wear his robe but when he has to go out he’ll wear the outfit in this pic! Wanted to keep the circus theme somewhat and the last outfit I gave him didn’t scream it at all. Adam is just having “fun” as per usual, once the clock ring it’s playtime for him heheh🍎🎸

[mischieviem]

hi hi if ur willing i'd love to see more of your hazbin redesigns?? i LOVE the way ur lucifer & alastor looked i'd love 2 see more

I've done a few. Some more major than others

[artrax2006]

Yo Kai watch

[voxslays]

FULL MOON

Featuring >>> Alastor x Reader; In which, Alastor is hiding his seasonal rut cycle from everyone in the hotel, including you. Unfortunately, it isn’t very long until you find out what he’s been hiding…

WARNINGS: Smut, AFAB Reader, Dub-Con??, Seasonal rut

It was late October, the time when sinners went into their seasonal ruts. For many years, Alastor had been able to pretend he was completely immune to the effects of the fall heat he felt. Being able to hide out until late November when his rut disappeared. Until this year, when you had arrived. You were a fellow deer demon, a doe to be exact. You were innocent, naive, and most of all, kind.

You knew of Alastor’s title, one he had earned from taking down and broadcasting the screams of countless overlords and other high-ranking sinners, becoming an overlord in record time. Yet, you never feared him. Alastor was curious about you, trying to truly get to know you. Not for your soul, but for you as a person. You intrigued him, entertained him. That was one of the reasons why his rut was extremely unbearable this year. He had no choice but to lock himself away from you and the other residents of the hotel—only coming out for meals—until his rut was over.

Alastor paced in his private quarters, his movements agitated and uncharacteristically erratic. The scent of your presence lingered in the halls, a sweet torment that set his nerves ablaze. He gripped the balcony railing, his claws digging into the marble as he fought to maintain control. ​​Not only did he feel the pain of his unbearable rut, but the major migraines from his shedding antlers. His antlers felt ready to drop at any moment, but not soon enough to ease his suffering.         

Alastor let out a deep groan of pain, his body wracked with tremors. He was losing control. He let out a roar of frustration, shattering several nearby floral vases. Just as Alastor is about to step into his bayou, he hears a knock on his door. Followed by a muffled voice calling his name. He quickly walks out of the miniature pocket-dimension, growing frustrated with whoever dares to interrupt his alone-time.

Alastor stormed to the door, his eyes flashing dangerously. He flung the door open, prepared to berate whoever had dared to disturb him. His words caught in his throat as he saw you standing there, your expression concerned. “Are you okay!?” You ask worriedly, pressing your hand to his burning forehead. “Do you have a fever?” Alastor's initial anger melted away, replaced by a hint of relief at your presence. He leaned into your touch, his eyes closing as he savored the warmth of your hand. "I'm fine," he lied, his voice rough and hoarse from his recent roar. "Just a headache.” He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. The scent of your concern was intoxicating, making his heart race. "I appreciate your worry, but I can handle it. It's just...a difficult time of year for me." He carefully states.

“Do you need anything? I’d be happy to help.” You give him a thoughtful smile. Alastor's resolve wavered at your kind offer. He wanted to accept, to lean on you, but he knew the risk. "You're too kind," he said softly, his hand coming up to cover yours on his forehead. "But I wouldn't want to burden you with my..." He trails off, his smile only slightly faltering. He paused, torn between his desire for you and his need to protect you from his rut. "...problems." He finished lamely, dropping his hand and stepping back. "I'll be fine. Just need some rest." He says, as sweat pours down his forehead, the room seemingly getting hotter and hotter. “Just come to me if you need anything. I hope you feel better soon!” You say, waving as you walk down the hall. Alastor watches you go, his fists clenching at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to call you back, to lose himself in your comforting presence. But he knew he couldn't, not like this.

The last time Alastor had come out of his room was Sunday. It was now a Wednesday. You and the other hotel residents—mainly Charlie and Husk (for two very different reasons)—were becoming concerned. Charlie tried to convince Vaggie and you that Alastor was fine, and he probably just needed a little space—while Husk was positive Alastor was planning something. It didn’t really matter to you. You just wanted to know Alastor was okay. When Thursday rolled around, you decided enough was enough. You marched up to his room and gently knocked on the door, not sure if you would even get an answer. The knock echoed through the silent room. Alastor was sprawled on his bed, drenched in sweat and shivering. He groaned and dragged himself up, staggering to the door. He flung it open, expecting to see Charlie or Husk.

Alastor’s eyes widen when he sees you standing in the dimly lit hallway. “Where have you been!?” You ask, with a tone of concern. ​​“Wait a moment.” You say, thinking to yourself. Alastor watched you warily, his body trembling as another wave of need crashed over him. “You’re in your rut aren’t you?” You ask. You had remembered hearing somewhere that some demons could have seasonal ruts depending on their species and sins in life. From what Alastor had previously told you, it would only make sense he had entered his seasonal cycle.

Alastor's face contorted in a mix of embarrassment, frustration, and pain. "Yes," he hissed, clenching his fists at his sides. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd leave. I can't control myself right now." He slightly trembles. “Wait-! Let me help you.” Alastor's eyes widened, and he took a step back, shaking his head vehemently. "No. Absolutely not. You can't." He trailed off, his breathing growing heavier as another surge of desire washed over him. "Please.” Your eyes meet, and you look into his crimson red pupils, now even redder with pain. “I don’t want you to suffer. Please, just let me help you.” You practically beg. Alastor's resolve wavers as he meets your gaze. The concern and care in your eyes nearly undo him. He takes a shuddering breath. "You don't know what you're offering," he warns, his voice rough with strain. "Once I start, I won't be able to stop."

“I don't care.” Something in Alastor snaps at your words. With a growl, he reaches out and gently pulls you into the room, slamming the door shut. He pins you against it, his body flush against yours. "Last chance to run," ​​You don’t dare move, too lost in his gaze. Alastor's eyes burn with an intense hunger as he looks at you. Without another word, he claims your mouth in a brutal, possessive kiss. His hands roam over your body, seeking relief from the torment. "Fuck," Alastor curses against your lips, his voice shaking with need. You gently cup his antlers, rubbing tender circles around them, relieving pain.

A low groan escapes him as you touch his antlers. He grinds himself against you, seeking friction. "More." Alastor pants out. His fingers nimbly unzipping the back of your dress, pushing it off your shoulders, and slowly sliding it off, watching it pool at your feet. His gaze drinks in the sight of you bare before him. His touch becomes gentler, reverent, as he explores every curve and line of your body. He leans down, pressing kisses along your collarbone, his hands sliding up your thighs and wrapping around to squeeze your backside. "So beautiful," His mouth travels lower, tracing the swell of your breast, his tongue flicking out to taste you. His body shudders as another wave of heat washes over him. He lifts you up in his arms, carrying you to his bed. He laid down, positioning you astride his hips. 

He guides your hips, helping you take him inside. A low moan rumbles in his chest at the exquisite feeling of you enveloping him. His hands grip your thighs as he starts to move, setting a deep, powerful rhythm. "That's it," He praises breathlessly ​​as you let out little whimpers and whines. The sound of your whimpers spurs him on, his pace quickening. He reaches between you, his calloused fingers finding the bundle of nerves at your core and stroking it rhythmically. You cry out, your nails digging into his back. Alastor's expression contorts with pleasure and pain. He lets out a guttural growl, his hips jerking up sharply. He wraps his arms around you, flipping you onto your stomach without breaking your union. 

His movements become feverish, his breath coming in short pants. You scream in pleasure, your face being gently pressed down into the pillow. His thrusts become brutal, his balls slapping against your clit with each stroke. The force of his movements causes the headboard to bang against the wall. He reaches under you, his fingers finding your mouth, shoving them inside. He leans down, his chest pressed against your back as he pistons into you. His hips stutter as he reaches his peak, a deep groan torn from his throat as he spilled deep inside you. He bites down into your shoulder, his teeth breaking your skin.

You whimper, gripping the sheets beneath you with all your strength. As he comes down from his high, he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, pressing them against your lips to silence any cries. He lays his head against your back, his arms wrapping around you tightly. "Shh, my love," He whispers, his voice dripping with satisfaction. You gently roll over, gently gripping his shoulders as you let out quick, shallow breaths. Alastor's gaze drops to where your bodies are still joined. He lets out a pleased rumble as he feels you tighten around him once more. He grins at you, his sharp, yellow teeth glistening with your blood.

You wipe the sweat off your forehead. He chuckles, nipping gently at your chin. "Mmm, you look delicious like that, my dear. All sweaty and disheveled.” You let out a quick breathy pant. “I am exhausted.” Your body is still slightly trembling. He grins wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Good. That means I did my job right.” He flexes his hips, his body stirring once more. “And only seventy hours to go.” Only seventy…What!?

[calabazafantasma]

✨GOD's✨

Esta es la segunda parte del cómic de ✨GOD's✨(2/4)

Espero que les haya gustado en unos días vendrá la tercera parte así que sigan pendientes, aqui les dejó el dibujo completo.

Los que más ame fueron las caras de adam jeje

Y bueno nada recuerden tomen cafecito🎃☕

[nanuuiycacahuates]

This seems like a good occasion to share my redesign of Adam again ✝️

Idk this is more of a catholic reinterpretation

[iamthe-walnut]

My Lute redesign

I think her canon design is fine? But still, like what I said in my Adam redesign post, why do the angels look demonic?

I assume that all exorcists are based on Adam's look, especially the mask so yeah that looks similar. Since I think her canon design is already fine, I basically made this into a mix of canon and a sexy crusader lol. I changed her eyes to purple so that it contrasts with Adam's yellow ones (and also because I wanted her to look more goth).

In terms of characterization, I think she's also fine I'm just changing that fact that she doesn't swear anymore. She polices Adam alot with his own swearing. Lute just kinda seems disgusted with the thought of hell in general so I'm pushing it a little bit further with some religious righteousness to mask her disgust. Believing that everything she does is for the greatest good.

Anyway, love her relationship with Adam, it was refreshing to see this kind of dynamic and I wish we got more of it😔

[exterm-angel]

Quality stops there.

adam glow up

[atomicfolklore]

Earlier this year I redesigned and re-wrote Hazbin Hotel then deleted my account so ...I did it again fuck

[pyxehastoomanyinterests]

Adam Redesign!!

didn’t think he would be the first redesign i posted, but i haven’t made the others animation friendly yet!! ik his real face isn’t, but ill edit that later

anywho. the first man was not white. in my rewrite(Happy Hostel) he acts more covert in his assholery because subtlety is A Concept. he plays the part of a loving husband and father whilst exterminating sinners yearly. he pretends to help Charlie with her ideas but is practically bullshitting his way through. he’s bitter that his first sons were hurt by Lucifer, and wants to make all of Hell pay for it. despite Cain literally living there

father of the year, everyone/sarc