#adam is chubby

[dreamsinmoonlight]

Angel Cocoon

(Blame the brain rot. I watched Hazbin and had a dream about pathetic Adam and found myself deeply in love with this asshole. I did not expect it and I feel if I don't write I will explode so have this. Probably not my best work but it was stuck in my head all day at work; I have ideas for other stuff, including a more indepth fic (might be x reader, might be x oc, haven't decided yet). Hopefully this isn't too bad though

Update: Now with a sequel, whaaaaa? Angel Massages up and running

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Characters: Adam (damned pathetic man), angel!Reader

Pairing: Adam x Reader

Genre: Comfort, fluff (not smutty? For Adam? I'm impressed by myself sometimes)

Summary: Every morning this happens. You do not mind.)

Every morning you were thankful that heaven's temperature was always perfect. Because every morning you woke up in a state that could best be described as the Cocoon.

When you first started dating the egotistical, loud mouthed, foul mouthed, perverted asshole known as the leader of the exterminators, aka Adam the first man or “Dick Master” if he could ever get his way, you had expected a lot of things. Getting your ear talked off on a regular basis, all sorts of pet names running the gambit from honestly a bit sweet (what, you liked being called sugartits) to you're-lucky-i-don't-take-you-seriously-Adam (who calls their significant other a slut, really), being expected to go to most if not all of his music gigs, occasionally having your back blown out because damn could that man fuck, learning to find some of the stupidest things funny because he managed to make it so; these were things you expected or at least got better used to. It was sort of like dating a hyperactive teenager but nine feet tall and with the strength enough to swing around a guitar-axe like it was a pool noodle. You had not had a normal day since the moment you agreed to this and you had quickly realized that that was fine by you.

But this. This you did not expect. Every morning, every single morning because God forbid you be allowed to sleep alone, you woke up not to your room, not to the ceiling or the sunlight filtering through the window or even your blankets. No, instead you woke up to the first man, first of the human angels, curled around you like you were going to disappear if he didn't hold you as tight and completely as possible. To call what he did a koala hug would be a disservice and did nothing to describe this phenomena, which upon the first morning after you had fallen asleep in bed with him you had freaked out a little over. You still were startled every time you woke up to it since. It was more like what you coined it as: a cocoon, created by the combination of two factors.

One: Adam. He was of course much bigger than you, a giant among angels and that was how you liked it. After all who didn't daydream of climbing a tree once in a while? Except this tree loved to talk and could make you feel things you were pretty sure was very much not pure. You were a good, solid four feet shorter than him, almost half his size; this worked in your favor when you wanted to hide behind him because of some stupid prank or when you again decided to climb onto him or honestly generally being picked up by the troublemaking angel which he certainly liked to do. The other side was that when he curled up his body enough it could surround you with little effort at all. Those arms of his wrapped easily around you and you could feel the fraction of true strength with which he held you, still more than enough to hold you where you were. His legs were folded up just enough to cut off escape from below, leaving you cradled against his body. His head tucked down, buried in your hair, he was warm and hairy in multiple places, and if you were absolutely honest a little overweight for someone who lived in heaven of all places. But none of these things bothered you and in the position you were in, your head pressed against his bare chest, you could hear the ever surprising existence of a heartbeat within a long dead man's chest. You felt your own calm hearing it; you couldn't help but love it.

Two: his wings. Oh those beautiful golden appendages, almost as beautiful as those golden eyes of your idiot boyfriend's. The feathers shimmered and shone near enough to rival the sun and you could see them past your prison of Adam flesh. How he could sleep so peacefully with them wrapped around you both was a mystery you spend every morning contemplating; it could not possibly be comfortable. Your own shuddered lightly on your back in sympathy but trying to stretch yours only brushed them against his and his, as they always did when this happened, quaked but did not open. He slept with them wrapped around you two like an eggshell, encasing you both and leaving no escape all around.

You reached out by instinct, running your fingers lightly along the feathers. They too were warm and soft as down yet you knew how strong they truly were, how strong his wings were like all other parts of him.

Save maybe his psyche. You felt the feathers shiver under your touch and he made a noise in his sleep, nuzzling his face further into your hair, his arms holding tighter to you. You woke like this every morning, since the first time you'd fallen into bed with him, and at first it was a mystery why, like so many things about him. How could he be so loud, how could he be so crude, how could he be so rude. But bit by bit you'd learned and you had come to understand.

He held onto you like you might disappear. Somewhere deep down that's exactly what he feared would happen. You knew about Lilith, you knew about Eve, and you knew how to read subconscious messages. He encased you like he was afraid otherwise you'd slip away, that you'd leave, that you'd go too. You woke to your head against his chest; how often had he fallen asleep with his on yours? Adam was many things, and truthful about what was really going on in his head and heart was definitely not one of them, but it didn't take a genius to know why he hated letting you out of his sight. Why he always held you like this in his sleep. Why he got enraged whenever the idea of you ever meeting Lucifer Morningstar came up.

Could you blame him? You couldn't and nor could you resist a smile as you wrapped your arms around him, closing your eyes and snuggling close to your ever-so-troublesome lover.

Sure you probably should get up soon but honestly it was hard to want to when you felt comfy right where you were. Besides it wasn't like you really minded all that much what would happen next after you both woke; he'd whine and you'd massage his sore wings. But you'd long since stopped trying to convince him to not sleep like that.

It was hard not to love being loved so deeply after all.

[ziggy-starbutts]

They’re dumbasses. But they’re my dumbasses.

Characterizing the first man as a tubby, washed-up, rock 'n roller is a stroke of genius. (When Lucifer made that joke about Adam "letting himself go" I lost it.)

[densu030]

I feel like Lute

I want a boyfriend like that

[whyareyouhere66]

Thinking about….

Various! Boyfriend x fem-coded reader

Cw: not really anything. Chubby reader friendly- in fact I sort of imagined it that way. Was thinking about shinsou while I wrote it (and it’s probably obvious). Fluff, modern, 2nd person pov. 

x

Thinking about laying in bed with him one particularly lazy evening, cuddling and watching reels together on your phone. You’re both cozy and tucked against each other’s bodies, his chest to your back, arm hooked lazily over your waist, a few pillows supporting your head while he rests his chin on your shoulder. 

As you scroll mindlessly, he watches from his perch next to your head and laughs at some of the funny videos, fingers fidgeting with the fabric of your shirt softly. And then, you come across one of those “pick an outfit videos”. 

There’s a few dresses photoshopped onto the screen, below them are corresponding accessories, shoes, bags, each with a symbol/letter/number to mark each one. 

You stare at it for a second, in your mind skimming over each of the options to see which you like best. You aren’t really sure though…

The low rumble of a hum comes from your boyfriend’s throat next to you, grabbing your attention.

“D.”

You pause, glancing over at him.

“Huh?”

“D.” He repeats himself, nodding towards the screen. You blush a little as you connect the dots, looking back at the dress he chose. 

“Really?”

“Yeah. ‘S pretty, good color.”

You give a small hum of acknowledgment as you process his words- cheeks a little warm at the sentiment. You weren’t expecting him to give his own answer- but since he did, you can’t say you didn’t find it endearing, the little moment attractive. 

Before you can scroll again, he speaks once more.

“Do another one.”

Your lips curl upwards a little, almost a bit flushed. You didn’t think this would be something he would care about- but nonetheless, you swipe onto the creator’s profile, met with several more videos in the exact same format. Clicking on a random one, you tilt your screen so he can see better. 

He leans in, eyes scanning the screen as he puts an odd amount of thought into it, a certain something soft glimmering in his eyes. As he thinks, you feel his hand slowly caressing your stomach, a warm palm smoothing over your skin gently, affectionately. As if he’s mapping out exactly how the dresses would fit on you, envisioning it in his mind. It’s not an unusual touch, but it could still give you butterflies any day, any where.

“Mmmm. B. With those shoes.” He uses his chin to gesture to the ones he means,  the pair with the “&” symbol right above them. 

“Y’think?” You ask, glancing at the dress and continuing to flush a little at the image of wearing it- at the thought of him imagining it on your figure. 

He nods. “Mhm. I like that color on you,” he tucks his head further into the bend of your shoulder, “…and the fit of it looks nice.” 

You start to smile a little bit, stomach all fuzzy as he speaks. The simple act of being known- of him having a favorite color on you (one of your favorite colors, to say the least), his hands gently running down your stomach and hip, warm cheek pressed close to your neck, makes you feel all warm inside. Beneath the blanket, your free hand rests on top of his forearm that’s slung over your waist.

“Thanks” you mumble softly, smiling at your phone screen as he simply nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. 

“Mhmmm…” he mumbles again- and you can feel his small smile against your skin. 

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P.s:

Whenever you’re watching reels together after that, and those kinds of videos pop up, he again gives his own opinion- thinking over each option and answering with a small quirk of his lips. And you love it almost every time. 

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Characters:  Eijirou Kirishima / HITOSHI SHINSOU / Shoto Todoroki / Denki Kaminari / THEODORE NOTT / Mattheo Riddle / Steve Randle / Dean Portman / Adam Banks / CHARLIE CONWAY / Daichi Sawamura / Keji Akaashi /  more?

[up for interpretation, aka some characters also vaguely match the scenario, but would have their own little behaviors added/emphasized in this type of scene that were not included, but can be imagined.]

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Oh! What if when Adam was made, he was already made chubby? He was the First Human, the prototype if you will, and they were experimenting with humans and how they should make them. They make Adam on the chubby side, much bigger than anyone else in Heaven, but they aren't happy with how he looks.

So they make Lilith much skinnier. Lilith doesn't like him at all based on his appearance but one day while Lucifer is visiting the Garden, he notices Adam crying by a river.

He's never seen so many curves on...anyone before. He's used to stick thin angels in Heaven. Adam has so much more to hold...

Lucifer decides that he wants Adam, I'm imagining him a bit darker because he does take advantage of Adam's innocent nature to touch him, and he will. He just needs to get closer....

XxX

Adam was crying at the river, tears in his eyes. He didn't know why Lilith was avoiding him but no matter what he did or said, she always said that he wasn't good enough. Ugly. A new word she invented just for Adam. Something undesirable.

He poked his stomach with a frown. He understands angels are perfect. So then why does he feel disgusted by his own appearance?

Adam: I don't understand why everyone hates me...*He sobs. He didn't know what to do.*

Unbeknownst to him, he was being watched by a pair of blue eyes...

Awwww! Poor Adam :( He doesn't know any better he was literally made that way. What a bunch of bitches.

Yeah me too, but first a little fluff as a segway.

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Lucifer watched from a good distance, if the other human was woman than this was man. His eyes trailed all of the lovely curves that Adam had on display and Lucifer was bewitched by the sight.

But why was crying? From what he's heard Eden is supposed to be a perfect paradise with nothing negative to take place. Constant happiness and tranquility. So why the tears?

Maybe this could be his way in! Finally introduce himself and if he makes things better maybe he'll let him touch him? Even just a little? Lucifer really wanted to place his hands on those hips.

Ever so careful as to not startle him, Lucifer went over to finally make his presence known. "Excuse me."

Adam jumped, he was so lost in his sadness he didn't notice the angel that came over. "Y-yes?"

"You're Adam right? I'm Lucifer, why are you crying?" He sat down beside Adam who sniffed sadly, his honey brown eyes still lined with tears.

"Lilith said that I'm ugly....." Lucifer frowned, was that skinny bitch blind?

"Now why would she say a cruel thing like that? He made you to be perfect and in His image. Why, I'm looking at you right now and you're the most beautiful being I've ever laid my eyes on." Lucifer reached out and wiped a tear. Oh his skin was so soft!

And that's just the skin on his face.

Adams lip wobbled, "Really?" If an angel thought he was beautiful well.....

Lucifer smiled, "Of course, I'd never lie to you."

[imagination-phantom]

I like mah angels big, I like em chunky~

He’s like a Totoro with his big tummy. x\\\D

[heyitsspiders]

i love chubby adam so much plus i used this as a chance to mess with a shading style

[littlekingterry]

I might be an idiot, but that belly looks heavenly 🛐🖤

[leaentries]

him with a chubby girlfriend | adam fantilli

SUMMARY- headcanons of adam with his chubby girlfriend !

WARNINGS- swearing, suggestive themes

✰ this man is a top tier hopeless romantic ! (will buy and PROUDLY wear the shirt pictured above) as a libra myself, i can speak for the fact that he is just so full of love and wants to give you everything in the world. doesn’t give a single fuck about what anyone has to say online about your relationship, because, unfortunately, people always will have something negative to say. makes sure you don’t read hateful comments or anything that is degrading you in any way. he just hates to see you all sad and feeling insecure with yourself :(

✰ loves to hold you ! his favorite activity is cuddling and feeling the warmth your plushy body provides, especially after a day at the rink where he is cold to his core. will bury his head into your soft tummy because there is no better pillow. maybe your thighs.

✰ speaking of your thighs, he is constantly leaving hickeys and bite marks on the thick flesh, because he is so enamored with them. will be practically drooling watching you if you’re in shorts. just the way they jiggle and rub together has his cock begging for attention.

✰ will not hesitate to whoop some ass if someone disrespects you in front of him. you’re his girl and nobody messes with his girl. you’re off limits to everyone and he often finds himself getting a little jealous when he notices another man staring at your curves for longer than considered polite.

✰ always makes sure to let you know how beautiful you are every single day. you can expect a good morning text with some form of compliment and a little venmo/cashapp that says “just because you’re pretty”

✰ loves loves loves to spoil you. adam has more money than he know what to do with, so what better way to spend it than on you? will take you to whatever stores you want to go to, and will help you pick out clothes he thinks would look good on you. will want to watch you try on the clothes for him, and 9/10 will end with his mouth in your cunt.

✰ will buy sweatshirts a little oversized that way you feel more comfortable in them. he loves seeing you wear his clothes, but he also knows sometimes you can get insecure about them not fitting you right. so he makes sure to buy them one size larger that way you feel confident enough to steal them.

✰ don’t tell, but prefers to be the little spoon. he just wants to lay in between your thighs with his head rested on your heavy breast or round stomach. if you let him do this while you play with his hair, you will have him for life.

✰ is constantly ordering you food/doordash. is always down to go get something to eat or go on a little sweet treat run. but if he isn’t available or is busy he will doordash you food without you even asking. has all of your favorites and specific orders memorized by heart.

✰ counted down the days until you met his family. it’s no secret adam is a huge family man, and he just knew that they would adore you as much as he does. he tries to plan as many activities with his family as possible because he gets to be with his favorite people.

[theplotthiccens]

Some rough sketches of chubby Adam and Lute doing some naughty things with breakfast.

[divine0rdainment]

You know what, I get why Adam is chubby in heaven. If I went from living in Eden where I never had to worry about starving, to living on earth where very meal is a struggle and you could die getting it, and then end up in heaven where, from the sounds of it, you never run out of food, id eat a lot too. I'd have food insecurity issues, id eat like every meal could be my last meal and at any moment all this food could be taken away from me. I'd 100% over eat the good food that tastes the best and isn't the healthiest. Because I know what it's like to starve and only be able to eat the worst foods ever because that's all that's available.

So yes, chubby Adam makes a lot of fucken sense. And Lucifer is gonna love our chubby boy anyway because squish.

[eveningshowhost]

That was a really long time ago...

[ziggy-starbutts]

Sinner Adam concepts. May keep working on these.

[stunning-eclipse]

"This bitch"

[consulting-mage]

Squish! That! Doctor!

[kittenfangirl20]

One thing I really love about the fans of Hazbin Hotel’s Adam is that there quite bit of body positivity in it. We love that Adam is chubby and there is so much really good chubby Adam fanart that makes him really handsome. Being a fan of Adam from Hazbin Hotel actually helped with my self esteem as well.