#i literally forgot to tag this

[allmyocsarebritish]

Taking flight

Pairing: Adam X Reader

Warnings(?): Adam being Adam, teeny tiny mention of blood but it's barely there

For @rock-babe

Word count: 1.3k

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Waking up for the first time after your death surrounded by paths of pure gold was entirely surreal, overwhelming you with joy at the prospect of eternity inside the pearly gates. You had made it. A winner, in Heaven.

The set of pure white wings that had sprouted from your back, resembling that of a dove's, took a while to grow accustomed to. Even after a whole month spent above Earth, you still couldn't actually fly. All other angels made it seem so elegant and effortless, yet somehow it never worked like that for you. Emily was quick to assure you that all you needed was time and practice, but that didn't stop your frustration at not being able to soar freely like the other residents of Heaven.

This meant that you dedicated at least a few hours a day to flight practice. This was always in relative privacy, of course, as, although you were somewhat getting the hang of things, progress was slow. Currently, you were attempting take off in a quiet alleyway, the occasional winner passing by yet paying you no mind. You were grateful for this.

Taking a deep breath, you stretched out your angelic wings once more, beginning to flap in order to get a feel for the wind between your feathers. Gaining momentum, your feet began to hover as you supported your whole weight on them. Swift movements increased in both speed and size as you began to rise. It was working!

Unfortunately, the moment of triumph was short lived, as you promptly lost your balance, landing in a disgruntled heap on the golden, shiny floor.

"Wow, you're really shit at this." Came a voice from behind. Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment at being caught. Turning, curious as to who had been watching you, you were met with a tall angel sat up on a small wall, clothed in a predominantly white robe. His face was covered by a deep black mask with two long horns, giving an overall intimidating appearance and a demonic silhouette. How strange.

Your eyes narrowed. "That's a bit rude, isn't it?"

The stranger scoffed, rolling his eyes. "No, it's true."

"Who even are you, anyway?" You asked, a question which seemed to strike a nerve within the angel. He immediately bristled, before the defensiveness quickly turned to arrogance.

"The name's Adam. Like, you know, the first man." He spoke with an air of superiority, which you now somewhat understood, given his abundant fame. "You new here or something?"

"Can't you tell?" You sniped back, though he failed to notice the irritance in your tone.

"Well, yeah. Clearly you must be if you don't know me, babe. Plus the whole.. flying thing." He gestured towards the tiny dotted beads of golden blood on your forehead springing from a small cut you must have received in the tumble. "You might need a bit of practice."

"Wow, thanks, I didn't notice." You rolled your eyes, wiping the small amount of blood on your sleeve. "Fuck does it look like I'm doing?"

"Alright, alright, keep your wings on!" Adam laughed at you as you folded your arms.

How long did it take you to learn then, smartass?" You asked.

"Uh, it didn't. I could do it straight away." Yeah, you walked right into that one. "It's easy, really. Look, I'll even show you."

Kicking off the wall, the angel gracefully flapped, wings stretched. The bright lights of Heaven accentuated the gold undertones in his feathers. You hated to acknowledge how impressive it was as he soared back down to stand before you.

"Literally just do it like that. It's not hard."

"Sure it isn't." You mumbled, growing even more frustrated.

"Listen, if you want I suppose I can help you. Because, you know, you might need it." It was rather difficult, but you managed to resist the urge to bite back.

"And how would you do that?"

"Come here." He beckoned you over, to which you took a step forwards, visibly confused.

"Closer." You took another step. Apparently it wasn't close enough however, as he stared at you before quite literally grabbing you and pulling you into him. Flustered at the sudden advance, your face heatened (top tier English there Jess wow).

"Now I'll support you, all you need to worry about is concentrating on flapping and getting a feel for proper balance."

Concentrating was easier said than done.

"You ready?" Adam asked, not waiting for an answer before taking off. It took a minute to comprehend what was happening: you had never gone so high so fast before. But once the realisation of the situation kicked in, you immediately began to violently beat your wings, causing him to laugh at you.

"Chill, seriously."

"Sorry." You slowed down slightly, relaxing into Adam's hold as you began to balance mid-air. The lack of stress and tension actually helped significantly, and you found yourself sinking into a rhythm. Though you'd never inflate his ego, Adam was right about this.

Distracted by your newfound ability, you didn't notice that, once he was confident you were capable, Adam began to gradually lessen his grip before letting go of you completely. In fact, you only realised you were flying solo when Adam soared ahead of you, both hands visibly empty.

"Seeeeee? Told you it was easy!" He smirked, though you were too overjoyed to care about his boasting. "Do you want me to help you turn back? It's a little harder than a straight line."

You weren't completely sure if that was true, nor were you sure why you agreed so enthusiastically, but before you knew it he was holding you again, 'strangely' enough waiting a little longer before letting go this time.

All in all, your impromptu flying lesson was over far too soon. As much as you desperately wanted to believe the joy you felt was solely due to your newfound capability, you knew it wasn't really, a fact that frustrated you and made you smile fondly simultaneously.

"Ready to land?" He asked, once again not letting you actually answer before chiming in with a response to 'you'. "Great, wait there one second." Adam's landing was just as graceful as his take off, and once his feet hit the floor, he was immediately beckoning you to join him on the ground. Desperately trying to move as smoothly as him, you slowly flapped, fully keeping your balance. Until you didn't. Desperately failing, you braced for the impact of plummeting to the ground, closing your eyes. Expecting severe pain, you were pleasantly surprised when, instead of hard pavement, you were caught by a familiar pair of strong arms.

"Gotcha. Really gotta work on that landing, babe. Don't wanna crash and ruin that face of yours."

"Oh yeah? Is that what you did? Is that why you're wearing a mask.?" You teased, to which he scoffed. Adam let you down, grabbing his strange disguise.

"Yeah right, you wish." He pulled it off, revealing his face. You weren't going to inflate his ego. You weren't going to inflate his ego. You weren't going to-

"See something you like?" He smirked, and your cheeks flushed upon the realisation you were staring as you quickly looked down.

"No."

"Mhm. Of course not." Adam drew closer to you, and you didn't back away. His hand came to rest on your face, lifting your head up and returning your gaze to him. He leaned in further, and your heartrate started to quicken. This was wrong. Well, was it? Maybe. Probably not. It was fine. You closed the distance, confidence growing as his free hand came to rest on your back. Your own arms wrapped around his neck, subconsciously pulling him closer.

"Same time tomorrow?" He whispered against your lips.

"Yeah. Same time."

[officially-unhinged]

Another fic idea

And one I might even write this time!

Thinking about a Wriolette pirate AU. Exact worldbuilding has yet to be decided, but my specific thought is that Neuvilette wouldn't be the Iudex or even close. He's just... a fucking dragon. The Thing That Lurks In The Depths™️

Eldritch horror sea serpent Neuvilette and the crew of the one ship who can pass through his territory unharmed because what they do actually helps him. (They do not know why, nor do they know why every other ship that dares go in gets fucking PUNTED.)

[lokh]

DO YOU SEE MY VISION... DO YOU SEE WHAT THEY COULD BECOME

[bajaja-blast]

you dislike Luke Castellan because he disagreed with an oppressive government system and actually took action to change the abusive ways him and his peers have been forced to follow for millennia.

I dislike Luke Castellan because in the Titans Curse he manipulated Annabeth, who he raised as his little sister, into holding up the sky, the FUCKING sky, for over 20 hours and had the audacity to walk away as though he was completely apathetic towards it while she begged and pleaded with him to help her.

we are not the same.

[sadfishkid]

green slime be upon ye

[daeyumi]

i keep forgetting to post this but here’s the piece i drew last year for the twisted wonderland planner~

i’m really happy i was able to include so many characters 💙

[backpackevil]

One last game to end them all

+ lost potential of what could've been

[turtlecase]

mal du pays

[lavenderhayes12]

me when fated soulmates

[soranker]

he’s so SILLAY 🥴

[golyadkin]

professional courtesy? don't know her

[gentlemancowboy]

You are so pretty, Charles. That's not my name. Oh! You look so much like my third husband.

8.08 Hunteri Heroici

[ardentpoop]

freak.

[beetlerings]

Skrunkly old meow meow

This Is Taxi but supposed to be during riptide so technically Green I guess

[lucifugousart]

Tragic, monopoly night gets banned in tenjiku

[heartless-curr]

low effort kunidazai shitpost

[og under cut]