#that's lucifer's 'getting ridden' face

[hopeluna]

Mammon x reader

hope's notes: i don't know what this is, leave me alone D: (can u tell my writing is a little rusty? :')

Logically speaking, Mammon knew it wasn't possible. You can't have a heart attack just because you looked at someone, right?

Mammon also thinks that maybe he is a bit out of logic right now, from the moment you walked in. You were just...you? So, why did his chest feel so tight?

To rewind, earlier in the day Asmo had suggested going out together to party because "we hardly spent any time together anymore." Everybody, even work-ridden Lucifer, agreed reluctantly to quiet his whines. Mammon was on-board from the very first. It was settled that everyone was going to meet in the club at 8, have fun and hopefully in the rare case that nobody dies, everyone goes home peacefully.

Everything was alright at the beginning. Beel had mentioned that you were gonna arrive a little late due to some work holding you back. Mammon had to contain the pout that was forming on his face.

Maybe it was the flashing light, the hyper-energetic song thumping in his ears- but when Mammon caught a glimpse of you talking to Satan in one corner, he almost threw up.

You looked, so beautiful.

His heart clenches a little seeing you smiling and laughing at Satan. He's pretty sure Levi can feel the envy rolling off of him. He stutters in his step, making his way to get another drink. You look...divine. Your laughter seems to reach his ears over all the muffled music, you smile is blinding and the way your eyes light up everytime you talk, gesturing wildly with your hands, it makes him take a deep breath just to stabilise himself.

And yeah, sure he always thinks that about you but right now-right now felt completely different. Out of the corner of his eye, he thinks he sees Levi subtly judging him as he stumbled his steps. Maybe he did have a little too much to drink...

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[fandoms-x-reader]

A Day in the Water Park

Requested By: @againkari

Word Count: 2,250

Oneshot

Summary: The brothers' take you to a water park while you're all up in the human world.

You couldn’t help the laugh that fell from your lips as you watched the seven demon brothers run amok around the water park. You had taken a trip up to the human world with them and they had insisted that since it was summer and such good weather that you should all go to the water park together.

You had been several times, but this was the first time they had been to one. And to say they were excited was an understatement. Each of them had their own things they were excited about and were running around like children in a candy store.

Mammon and Levi were two of the most excited.

Mammon wanted to ride every single ride in the park. Of course, you had to ride them with him. Better get started before you run out of time! Don’t worry though, he’ll go down them first if they’re solo rides - just to make sure they’re safe. He wouldn’t want his human getting hurt.

Meanwhile, Levi was identifying each one from an anime he had watched. You were impressed by how well he remembered one ride from different anime. When he approaches one, he’ll explain the scene that has the ride in it. Until he actually starts going down it. Then he’s not talking. He’s screaming.

After taking ample pictures of himself in his swim wear, and uploading them to Devilgram, Asmo was finally ready to enjoy the fun of the water park. You noticed quite a few different people staring at Asmo when they were walking by and Asmo always met them with a flirtatious smile. Was he ever not flirting?

Satan was doing a mix of research and having fun. How was this slide made? Was it really safe for humans? He doesn’t think it should be possible for humans to slide down the ride that fast and not get hurt. He has to try it. Maybe it’s not as dangerous as it looks…

Was that Belphie in the lazy river? He looked dead just floating along completely undisturbed. You were convinced he was asleep. Does he even realize there were other rides in the park? 

And where was Beel? Oh. The food court. He was sitting at one of the picnic tables with a mountain of food from all the different food places in the park. He would be there for a while. You were pretty sure he only came along to eat as much human food as possible before going back to the Devildom.

Ever the father figure, Lucifer seemed to be everywhere all at once. He was a master of multitasking. He was able to pay for everything the brothers wanted while also ensuring they minded their matters. Lucifer would never forgive them if they managed to embarrass him at the water park. You wondered if he would realize he could relax and have fun just like the rest of you.

To say the least, it was a very long day. The park was closing soon and you had ridden almost every ride in the park. Every ride except one.

You stood in front of the sign as you read the name of the ride. The Space Bowl.

You then looked up at the daunting ride in front of you. It started with a normal tube slide that went sharply down to help build up your speed. Then it opened up to a large open bowl shape that you would slide in a circle several times around before dropping out the bottom into a pool. Easy, peasy right?

You considered yourself to be a good swimmer so it should be no problem. Slide, spin, drop. That’s all there was to it.

You started climbing the stairs to the top of the ride first. All seven demon brothers trailed behind you as Mammon insisted that they all ride at least the final ride together. But as you climbed higher and higher, you could see the nervous expressions on their faces.

When you finally reached the top you noticed the lifeguard at the top who was directing traffic to ensure no one smacked into each other in the pool. You could see the pool from here and you noticed there was another lifeguard by that pool just in case. Thank the demon brothers’ father that the water park prepared for the worst case scenario.

Mammon put on a brave act as he took a step forward to go down the slide first but frowned when Lucifer beat him to the punch. He was the oldest, after all. So it only made sense for him to go down first.

You all watched as he entered the slide, spinning around the bowl graceful before landing a perfect dive as he entered the pool below. He looked like a professional the entire time. You noticed his smile as he got out of the pool and you tried to figure out if it was because he knew he looked good going down the slide or because it was the first time in a long time he actually had fun.

Mammon was the next one to go down. He wasn’t going to let any of his other brothers go before him. He quickly hopped into the slide, letting out shouts as he slid down, spinning around the bowl before sloppily tumbling into the pool. He was almost instantly back on his feet, raising a triumphant fist before hopping out.

You were surprised when Asmo was the next one to go down. You would have expected him to shy away from any slide that looked dangerous. What if he bruised his delicate skin? Or worse, broke a nail?! But it all made sense as he was falling into the pool, sending the lifeguard a wink. How was that even possible? You would think spinning in the bowl would disorient your sense of direction so how Asmo knew exactly where to look and wink as he was falling was beyond your comprehension.

You took a step forward to go down the slide next but Satan stopped you. He still wasn’t sure if it was safe enough for you yet. He would go first and ensure you wouldn’t injure yourself. You stepped aside, knowing that he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

He went down the slide just as gracefully as Lucifer, knowing which way to lean to gather the most speed despite being his first time going down the slide. When he emerged from the pool, he looked up at you and gave you a nod, letting you know it was safe.

You smiled back at him before stepping into the entrance of the slide. You gave the remaining three demons one last look before going down. You let out a laugh as you flew down the slide, closing your eyes as you spun around the bowl so you didn’t get dizzy. 

You felt your body fall into the pool and you tried to push yourself back up to the surface. But, wait…where was the bottom of the pool. Why couldn’t you find it?! Yep, you were drowning. Someone please help.

Lucifer watched with a proud smirk as you went down the slide. He was so glad that you were having fun. You all deserved a break and he was glad he was there with you.

You looked almost as graceful as him as you went down the slide and dared to smile when you dropped into the pool. 

But that smile quickly fell when he noticed you weren’t coming back up.

His eyes widened as he quickly rushed over to the pool and noticed that you were flailing your limbs trying to reach the surface.

He immediately reached his arms in to help you out but was shoved out of the way by Mammon who was intent on saving you himself.

Lucifer didn’t care about Mammon’s childish behavior as long as he actually saved you. 

With the help of Satan, Mammon managed to pull you out of the water and you immediately began taking in large gasps of air.

That’s it. No more human world field trips for you.

Look at his cute human having fun at the water park.

Mammon smiled to himself as he watched you, feeling a sense of accomplishment. After all, he was the first one to suggest going to the water park.

He waited for you to emerge from the pool just like the rest of them, but you weren’t coming up. He watched as Lucifer quickly approached the pool.

Oh no you don’t.

Mammon ran as fast as he could, shoving both Lucifer and the poor innocent lifeguard who was just trying to do their job out of the way.

No one was saving his human but him.

Mammon quickly jumped in the water and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to the surface.

Satan helped pull you out of the water and Mammon stayed next to you the whole time as you took in deep breaths, assuring him you were fine.

“Why do ya’ have to be so clumsy. You almost gave me a heart attack!”

Levi was watching you nervously as you went down the slide at an unbelievably fast pace. You disappeared into the pool and Levi relaxed. You made it.

“It looks like she drowned.”

Levi snapped his head in the direction of the lifeguard before looking down at the pool and seeing your body flailing in the water.

Panic mode.

Levi wasn’t properly prepared to go down the slide. He wasn’t ready. He wasn’t made for daring rescues.

But his true friend needed him.

Beel and Belphie pushed past him flying down the slide and that was all the encouragement he needed. If they could do it, so could he! After all, he was their big brother. 

He was now sliding down the slide, screaming and closing his eyes as he waits for the ride to be over.

Satan watched as you went down the slide after guaranteeing the safety of it himself. It was sturdy enough, the speed wasn’t fast enough for you to get injured and the pool was deep enough to ensure that you didn’t hit the bottom of the pool when you fell into it.

Drowning. You were drowning. He didn’t calculate the risk of you drowning!

Asmo was screeching in his ear causing him to snap back into reality in time to see Mammon in the water, pulling you to the surface.

He immediately rushed to help him pull you out of the pool, checking you over for any injuries as you began taking in breaths.

You assured him that you were fine and that you just couldn’t reach the bottom of the pool to push yourself up to the surface.

Doctor Satan is now in office to take care of you and make sure you are okay.

Asmo had caught the attention of the lifeguard. He was distracted as you went down the slide but focused on you when you fell into the pool.

He was the first to notice your irregular movements and the fact that you weren’t coming out of the water.

“She’s drowning! Help her! Satan, help her!” he screeched into his older brother’s ear, clinging onto his arm.

Completely unhelpful

He watched as Mammon and Satan pulled you out of the water saving your life. 

As soon as you were out of the pool, Asmo was all over you, pulling you into a hug. He didn’t get the save, but he still wanted the reward.

“Thank goodness you’re okay! Are you sure you don’t need mouth-to-mouth?”

Beel was munching on a snack he managed to sneak up there while he watched you go down the slide.

He just finished eating it when the three of them watched from the top of the slide as you fell into the pool.

Wait, were you - drowning?

“It looks like she drowned,” the lifeguard at the top of the slide said.

What???

Beel was now barreling down the slide as fast as he could to get to you.

He fell in right as Mammon and Satan pulled you out.

He let a big smile rest on his face when he saw that you were okay and breathing.

And then he got hit in the head with Belphie’s falling body.

Belphie was laughing. Laughing.

He thought it was so funny watching you struggle to get out of the water. 

Of course, he didn’t understand that you were struggling to breathe and it was a serious situation. He just thought you looked funny splashing all about.

He stopped laughing real quick when the lifeguard said you drowned.

Beel was mere seconds faster than him as they both sent themselves flying down the slide to come to your rescue.

They all three went under the water and now Belphie was fighting with his little brother to get him off as they tried to get back to the surface.

Why didn’t the brothers who were already down there help?!

Belphie fell out of the pool and came crashing down on Beel. They both went under the water and Belphie fought his way back up to the surface. 

You needed help!

He finally managed to stand up and saw that you were sitting up, breathing just fine.

Oh…look. Here comes Levi.

Poor Levi was just trying to figure out if you were alive.

[k-n0-x]

🪽🦢!NSFW Lucifer Headcanons!🦢🪽

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His oral game is peak, he believes in the craft of it and it’s his favourite position. Lucifer knows how to get in all the good places too, making you scream his name in ecstasy.

He absolutely loves it when you sit on his face, when he’s face ridden and short of breath, he finds it ridiculously hot.

Whenever he reaches his climax, his wings poof out stiff, and he loses some feathers in the process

Though he doesn’t admit it, he has a praise kink. When you say “good boy, pretty boy, well done,” etc. he goes ecstatic, wanting to prove himself to you and get the validation he deserves (give my poor boy a hug)

When it comes to aftercare, you and Luci take care of each other, making each other’s comfort food/drink and watching your guys’ mutual favourite TV show <3

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[heavenlyraindrops]

♱ Father Forgive Me (For I have Sinned) ~Chapter Nine ♱

Lucifer Morningstar x Angel!Reader Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Chapter Nine Warnings: profanity How to find the other chapters in my pinned post.

♱Where the purest soul in Heaven falls for the Devil♱

[Chapter Nine]

“Suuuuugar tits!” 

You flinched as Adam burst into your living room, the door banging against the wall. You scowled as Emily scooted closer towards you, wings stiffening as a reflex. 

“What?”

He leaned against the doorframe. “Need to talk to you. Updates on our…” his eyes flicked to Emily. “Situation.” 

You blinked, baffled. “What situation?”

Emily’s face had set hard, as if she was trying her best to hide her distaste. You glanced at her, then back at Adam, who was blinking at you pointedly. Extermination, he mouthed. Secret. You cleared your throat. 

“Emily, it’s best you leave so me and Adam can talk.” You ushered her past the man, and out the door. She looked confused, then stood out the door, her eyes drifting between the both of you suspiciously.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing, love.”

“Are you getting together, or something?” A crease formed at the top of her nose, her eyebrows pulling downwards.

“No.”

“Yes,” Adam said at the same time. You looked at him and glared. He shrugged. “Worth a try.”

After Emily had left you stood in front of him, planting your heels firmly and glaring as hard as you could. “So. What do you want with me, exactly?”

Adam laughed, the sound harsh and forgiving, as if he knew something about you that was meant to remain secret. Rummaging in his robes, he pulled out a scroll. 

“Guess, what, bitch?” He cackled, thrusting it in your face. “They let me.”

You blinked. “Let you what?”

He tapped the paper. “Reduce the wait between the exterminations. We’re due back down there in six months.”

You could feel your mouth hang slightly open as he jumped up and down with glee, until you snapped out of it, your vision focusing again- specifically, on the paper. Haphazardly scrawled across it in bold lettering was:

Fuck you, I do what I want.

You tore it out of his hands, staring at it in shock. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“Nope.” He snatched it out of your hands again. 

You gulped. “Are you sure this is a good idea, Adam?” 

“Don’t fuckin’ care what kinda idea it is.” He leaned closer. You took a step back. “Speaking of which. Who the fuck are you to tell me what’s a good idea or not?”

You blanched at his change in tone. The smile had disappeared off of his face. “I- what?”

His smile grew. “A certain someone saw a certain someone hanging out with a certain someone,” he said, in a singsong voice. 

“Uh. What.”

Your heart pounded against your ribcage, threatening to burst out of your chest as he circled you. “One of my girls saw you-“ he jabbed a finger at your chest, which you batted away. “Fly to fuckin’ Lucifer’s place, on a fuckin’ balcony, and go inside with him.”

“Really?” You said, managing to keep your voice level. “And which girl was this, exactly?”

“Doesn’t matter, does it?” He raised his hands. “Cause she’s fuckin’ disappeared.”

“What do you mean, disappeared?”

“Dead! Gone! Missing! For fuck’s sake, you really don’t get it, do you?”

You clenched your fists. “If she’s missing, then how did she tell you that… lie?”

He lunged at you, and you jumped back as he pinned you to the wall, your collar bunched up in his fist. “She’s dead, and you’re accusing her of lying?” He shook you. “She didn’t ever lie. Got it?” He released you, and you stumbled away. “She reported it to me mid-extermination, before she went missing.”

You scowled at him. His eyes went to your neck. You touched it.

Your collar had ridden down, exposing the proof of yesterday’s activities. You quickly tried to pull it up, to no use.

“Great,” he said, his voice dripping venom. “You fucked him, didn’t you?”

“No, I did not.” 

“Sure,” he snapped, hand lashing out to smack the wall. You flinched, but tried to make yourself seem collected. 

“So, [name],” he said, smiling at you sarcastically. “Our great, pure, holy [name]. What’s stopping me from telling Sera?” He stepped forward. “Anything to offer me?”

Your heart sank. “Are you blackmailing me?”

He shrugged, inspecting his nails. “Call it what you want. But here’s a deal.” His hand fell back to his side. “I’ll give you until the day after the next extermination- six months. You decide whether you marry me, and I’ll keep your secret, or you choose not to and I’ll make sure you have a special place for you down in Hell when you fall.”

You felt like you were about to vomit. “You’re insane.”

“I prefer opportunist.” He swept past you, then paused at the door. “I have a meeting with Hell to arrange. Bye bye.” He smiled at you, scrunching up his eyes and waving to you like you were a child- a gesture to mock you. You clenched your fists as the door slammed shut. 

Shaking, you went to your kitchen and pressed your palms against the countertop to steady yourself. Six months left.

“Fuck,” you muttered.

♱♱♱

You dragged your hands across your face, still tangled in your bedsheets. Your eyes drifted to the clock- it was almost noon. You groaned, hearing an insistent knocking on your front door. 

You heard the front door open. 

“[name]?” 

Lute.

You shot up out of bed, scrambling to get to the living room. Lute was standing there, in full uniform- shoulders back, back straight and hands clasped behind her, her helmet’s horns curling upwards. 

“What?” You grumbled, picking your way across your messy living room. You could feel her eyes following you, trained on your back. 

“We just got back from our meeting in Hell,” Lute said as you stirred some chocolate powder into a cup of milk. 

“Good for you.”

Lute stepped over a discarded book as she walked towards you. “Things have gone as planned. We just decided to let you know.”

“Why?” You snapped, unable to keep the harshness of the stress that had been pressing down on you out of your voice. 

“Because you’re just as involved in the exterminations as the rest of us. Even though you’re not supposed to be.”

You took a sip, peering at her over the rim. “Kay,” you said flatly. She rolled her eyes.

“That’s not the only thing. Adam wanted to know if you were coming with for the next one.”

You tried to imagine looking Adam in the face before flying into the red sky, knowing that he now knew your secret. You shuddered. You shrugged.

“I don’t know yet.”

Lute nodded, slowly, then cast her gaze across your absolute mess of a house. “Are you… okay?” She looked at you again. You stared at her blankly. “You don’t- well- you’re not usually like this-“ she waved her arm at the mess, and then at you. Your messy hair and eye bags. What she said was an understatement. 

You stared at her for a moment, then set your cup down.

“Get out,” you said, voice hard. She looked at you, expressionless, then bowed her head.

“Right,” she muttered. “Goodbye.” She walked towards the door, with you in tow.

You shut the door in her face.  ♱♱♱

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[s1llysmut]

NSFW Alphabet for Lucifer

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He is immediately asking you if you need anything, getting you water, snacks, running you both a bath, cuddles. Surprisingly if you take a bath with him it won’t lead to more sex unless you initiate it. Don’t get me wrong, he loves having sexy time with you but he also loves those intimate moments after sex.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favourite body part of himself is probably his tongue. He considers himself quite talented when it comes to oral. His favourite body part of yours is definitely your thighs. He LOVES to squeeze them and have his head between them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He LOVES to cum inside of you. He literally begs you for it every single time.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves to be pegged. Honestly is that really a secret though?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is extremely experienced. I mean come on this is the king of hell we’re talking about, of course he knows what he’s doing! How else did he pull Lilith AND Eve?!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves missionary because he can see your beautiful face but he also loves being ridden. He just loves when you use him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He definitely allows himself and you to be goofy. However if it’s your first time together and you laugh at a mistake he makes he might get a little insecure.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn’t shave but he does keep it well trimmed. It’s blonde like his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is extremely romantic. He is such a sap I swear to god. He would unironically do those cliche rose petals and candles. Don’t laugh at him okay? He’s trying to be a good partner.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I have a feeling he gets morning wood like every single damn morning so I feel like he masturbates mostly in the mornings. Only if you’re not there to help him though.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He loves being praised. He’s a sucker for it. Tell him he’s making you feel good and he’ll fold entirely. BUT he also likes being degraded to a degree. Call him a good little slut and he’ll die.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere literally anywhere.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Praise, teasing touches, slight degradation, whispering in his ear, etc.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Knife play. He doesn’t wanna hurt you ever. No matter how much you reassure him it would still make him way too anxious.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves when you suck him off but he also loves eating you out/sucking you off. He loves your thighs wrapped around his head and as I said before he’s very skilled with his tongue.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

That depends on what you want. He however prefers to go slow and sensual. He wants to feel every inch of you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t mind them however he does prefer to take his time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes he will definitely take risks. He’s a sucker for you so he’s willing to try pretty much anything if it’ll make you happy.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go probably quite a few rounds. I’m thinking maybe 5? He likes being overstimulated.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He probably owns a dildo and a fleshlight for himself when you’re not around.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He might tease you a little bit but like I said, he’s down bad for you, anything you ask you will receive.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

If he’s dominant he’ll be moaning and grunting , some panting here and there too. However, if he’s the submissive, he is full on whimpering and whining.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would 100% let you step on him. He loves when you’re dominant so much.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s thickkkk. He’s about 7 or 8 inches long too. You’re in for a longgggg night.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He has a fairly high sex drive. He likes doing it daily soooo good luck.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As soon as he’s sure you’re comfortable and content, he’ll cuddle up and sleep with you.

[taradiddled]

Ada, psyching up Lucifer for a meeting: Remember! You are the Big Boss Daddy of Hell. You fucking RULE this realm. *fixes his tie* They might be feasting on Hell's spoils, but it's YOUR table. It's YOUR feast. And YOU'RE the hot knife, ready to slice them through, at any moment!

Lucifer, nodding, getting pumped up: Right! I'm a hot knife. I'm a hot knife. I'm a-- *pause* Wait. If I'm a hot knife...then what does that make you?

Ada, patting her chest proudly: Obviously, I'm the sexy, alluring pad of butter. *puts her face close to his, sultry* All ready to melt all over that hot knife's blade at a single touch.

Lucifer, putting his arms around Ada, reeling her in: Oh ho hooooo. Someone's looking to get slathered all over some SHEETS later.

Alastor, in the background, regretting waiting for them: Are the two of you QUITE FINISHED with your nauseating display of innuendo-ridden prattling?

[amusingmusie]

After seeing the non-canon demon interactions of Nel and Al in your god blessed writing. I can only imagine the mischief Nel would get up to after realising she can use Lucifer to her advance to get back at Al.

The chaos, I can see it now.

THIS IS FOR FUN ONLY AND NOT CANON TO YOURS TRULY

An Apple a Day

Lucifer motherfucking Morningstar is in the hotel. Nel is fighting not to stress smoke or shit her suit pants.

She cannot fuck up in front of this guy. Not fucking up is decently easy. She’s made plenty of mistakes- some of which landed her here in this inferno of eternal torment- but she’s also made plenty of sound choices, like huddling away in a corner of the lobby as she watches Lucifer occupy himself with rambling about the intricacies of crafting rubber ducks to his daughter and her girlfriend.

Because peace is never an option, a chill washes over her and static tingles dance on her skin- it's the only warning she receives of the incoming suffering.

Alastor materializes at her side with a crackling hum, one elbow propped up to rest on her head while the other grips his microphone. Nel doesn’t even flinch.

“Hello, my Negative Nelly! What are you doing skulking around this cobwebbed corner? You’re missing out on all of today’s grand fun!”

“The fun of you ribbing the big cheese of Hell, you mean,” she snaps, sticking out a finger to jab him in his ribs. “Cut that shit out. You’re playing with hellfire.”

Alastor drops into the floor before reforming on her opposite side, his other elbow weighing down on her skull.

“Jealous? Don’t be! My disdain for him could never compare to the special contempt we share.”

“That’s disgusting.”

“I speak from the heart.”

“You don’t have one.”

“Oh, my sweet, you wound me!”

His dramatics grate on the single nerve of Nel’s that his hoofed feet haven’t trampled already. At this rate, he threatens to draw attention to them, and by proxy her, and she is not going to have Lucifer associate her with the jackass like everyone else in this ratty hotel already does.

She’s going nuclear.

“Allie,” she coos, placing her hand over his upon his staff, “I heard all that mess earlier with you and Charlie. If you wanted to have a daughter so badly, all you ever had to do was ask me.” 

There’s a harsh, sharp pitch in radio waves while Alastor’s gray face twists into one of pure, utter, absolute mortification. The beanpole sinks down into his shadow on the musty carpet and darts away, becoming nothing more than a black mass fleeing to his radio tower.

Ah, she’s still got it. 

A very pleased snicker catches her attention, and she snaps her head to the side, coming face to face with the devil she’d been trying to avoid all day. Mortified, she stammers over herself, staring up at Lucifer who’s beaming so widely that his red cheeks are pressing upwards into his eyeballs.

“Oh Jesus Christ- shit, no, not him- Your Majesty, I am so sorry you had to see that. Look-”

He holds out one hand to silence her. Nel brushes aside the indignation of being told what to do by a man and falls silent. 

Then, he bends over and giggles.

“Are you kidding?” Lucifer wipes away a few tears threatening to fall down his rosy cheeks as he keels over cackling. “Oh, oh, oh! Woo! You! Ah, sweet Eden, that was incredible, phenomenal, fantastic! Way to stick it to that tacky piece of crap! Keep up the good work, uh-?”

“Penelope, sir. Or, uh, Nel. Nelly.”

“Keep up the good work, Nancy!” he chirps with a wink, clapping a hand onto her shoulder.

She blanches. “It’s Nelly.”

“That’s what I said! That’s what I said, right? What did I say?” 

Awkward tension settles between them. One of her yellow eyes twitches.

After the brief pause, a mischievous grin slithers onto the king’s bone white face. “Well, Mel, if you ever find yourself in need of some assistance with that halitosis-ridden bellhop, don’t be a stranger!”

“...You don’t say?”

“Mhm! Now..." he leans in close to her, deathly serious, and Nel begins to fear that she's done something terribly wrong. "How do you feel about rubber ducks?”

Oh. Huh.

Maybe she does have an ally here after all.

[wpdarlingpan]

But What of Eve?

Adam x Fem!Reader x Lucifer

Platonic Angel Dust x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader is Eve. After she eats the apple (and I don’t know the full story so some things might be a little off) and she is betrayed by both of those she held dear, she is sent down to hell where she gains a demon form and a few new powers.

Warning: Angst

I think this song fits the story well

-Living in a world where you were the cause of it’s torture was certainly not Eve’s Y/N’s dream.

-She was supposed to populate the earth, being Adam’s oh so loving wife and serve heaven.

-That was until Lucifer came, enticing her with the apple under false pretense of love (well she considered it to be platonic, but him? not so much) as well as the ideals of free will.

-So she ate it. Well she took one measley bite and everything went to well… hell.

-Adam despised her, claiming she cheated on him and that she was unfaithful to him and their purpose.

-She begged to stay and fulfill the purpose but she was tossed aside and replaced by a woman called Lilith.

-Eve was tossed into heaven. Her pure energy coating her, transforming her into a demon like persona.

-Now having black wings against her back as black horns protruded out of her head. She maintained a rather human like appearance compared to others in hell, that was getting increasingly more populated.

-Once Lucifer and Lilith were cast down as rulers, she made sure they wouldn’t even get a mere idea that she was living there as well.

-She even changed her name. determining Y/N was a better fit, someone who wasn’t going to be ruled by heaven or hells ideals of greater purposes. After all what had heaven it this glorious purpose done for her?

-Adam admittedly looked for her when he arrived in heaven. Lucifer having mentioned to him about how he lied about everything, at least about the fact that she returned his feelings part, and blamed Adam casting his own wife out.

-Adam figured there was no soul more pure than hers but with the apple the higher ups of heaven determined she wouldn’t not be fit for it. Or they just didn’t want their mistakes out.

-Y/N lived in a small apartment, her powers that were ingrained into her when she fell allowed her to… persuade people. If she pushed her power out just a little bit people would do whatever she said or heal herself or others. She didn’t want to steal from people but you can’t exactly get a job in hell when trying to remain low profile.

-After thousands of hers she did eventually meet a friend. Angel Dust.

-She had been walking around a less populated area and spotted him in an alleyway, leaned against the wall with a look of pain on his face.

-Y/N approached cautiously, which of course he noticed. Even in his pain ridden state.

-She questioned nicely if she could help and he swore that he saw a halo floating above her head at that moment, but that might’ve been the blood loss (and no it wasn’t actually a halo but the idea of someone caring for him wasn’t a common occurrence)

-Right now it was between dying alone in an alley way or letting some supposedly kind stranger help him. He was always a sucker for people who reminded him of his sister so he said yes.

-Y/N smiles slightly as a purple glow fell from her hand. Angel felt his wounds close up and the blood almost felt like it was flowing back into his body. He usually was high but he was sober enough after living at the hotel for awhile to know that it wasn’t a trick of the eye.

-That started their budding friendship. They would go shopping and he sometimes would go to her apartment to get patched up, watch tv, or just have a gossip session.

-That was until extermination day approached.

-At the request of his friend, Angel didn’t tell the people of the hotel about her powers or about who she was. She had told him one night on a whim as he explained his situation with Valentino. If he would tell Y/N all of this she didn’t feel it right to hide a secret like this. And she trusted him.

-But after Alastor’s shield was taken down and Adam began to attack Charlie, he couldn’t help but call out of fear.

-Y/N got his call and a part of her wished to pretend he didn’t say it. Pretend that Adam wasn’t in hell and that Lucifer was locked away in his castle. Which he was, but not for long.

-But after being alive this long maybe it was time to fight for something she wanted, and that was to keep her best friend (well more so older brother even if he was younger) and his friends safe. So to the hotel she went.

-Lucifer and Adam were fighting on the roof top, well more so above the roof top, of the hotel. Lucifer was winning as he shifted from one form to the next as he bragged about taking both of Adam’s ex-wives, although now with Charlie, he did have some regrets.

-Conveniently that’s when Y/N showed up.

-Angel had lit up at the sight of her, albeit some worry, and rushed her over asking if she needed a weapon. But she held up a sword made of angelic steal (which she wasn’t planning on using) and walked up to the roof.

-“Really Lucifer? More of these lies?” She called out and both of the men froze what they were doing at her voice and saw her standing there. The horns and wings being the only difference from their earth’s Eve.

-They both were shocked and Adam flew at her slowly as she backed away with a look of slight despair on her face. She wanted to protect Angel and his friends, but she wouldn’t kill. All these years in hell hasn’t changed that.

-“You’re here.” Adam spoke in awe as he reached a hand out but she moved his hand away. Lucifer didn’t know what to do.

-He did love her, more so then he loved Lilith, but he wasn’t ready to stand up for what he believed in nor was he ready to be deemed an outcast. So he was a coward and let her take the fall (get it the fall?)

-The two angels stood in front of her, it was like time had fallen still. The exterminador angels still continued to fight but were quickly losing as the loss of instruction from Adam and Lute (who Vaggie temporarily benched)

——————-

“Eve-“ Adam spoke but she held up a hand to silence him and remarkably he did.

“It’s Y/N now. Now please, call off the attack and leave. I’ve had enough of this for a lifetime.” Y/N spoke as she motioned to the area around her, so full of hatred and seeping with heavens lies of virtue.

Lucifer was the next one to step forward, tears slightly gathered in his eyes but he worked to push them away.

“You’ve been here the entire time? Why didn’t you-“ he began but was cut off as she scoffed in disbelief.

“After what happened? You left me to die Lucifer. Standing by as they cast me from heaven under false pretenses that you created. I was just a game to you! Someone you could test.” She took a step forward as she looked into his eyes, he could feel the hurt radiating off her in waves. Then she turned towards Adam who took a step back at the look in her eyes.

“And you! You were my husband, even if we weren’t the only ones on earth, I would’ve chosen you time and time again. Just because I wanted to taste freedom didn’t mean that I was any less faithful. I never did anything to make you think otherwise.” Y/N finished and the two men looked away ashamed at what they’ve done in their life and past lives. Even as time went on regret filled them, and seeing her standing before them made it feel like it was all happening again.

“So Adam” Y/N began and they felt her voice amplifying through their veins and taking residence in their heads but only Adam would follow the next request. “Take your angels and little pet Lute, and get out of here.” Her voice remained steady as his eyes clouded over before calling off his fleet of angels, opening a portal signaling them to return to heaven.

They filed back through the portal, even Lute who hovered at the entrance of it, holding her arm as she watched Adam stand there.

“I hope that you are fulfilled with what you guys have done. That includes you Lucifer. Now go.” At the end of the sentence a tear falls and she watched as Adam reluctantly goes back to heaven, his body not allowing him to do anything but.

Lucifer stood there silently, accepting that things would never be like they used to. Their talks of all his creations and watching the sun as the earth lit up each and every morning without fail.

“My job here is done.” Y/N walked away as she made her way back downstairs to check on Angel. But her wrist was grabbed.

“I’m so sorry. I know nothing can ever make up for what I’ve done. I’ve changed I swear I have. I realized how badly I treated you and I could never live it down. It was one of my greatest mistakes.” He wanted to say that he was in a fit of jealously, that she was binder to Adam and not him but he decided to keep that to himself knowing it wasn’t an excuse.

She looked at him sadly and her heart swelled knowing this was better than anything he could’ve said. All she ever hoped for was that one day he’d realize what he’d done and here he was, admitting it to her face.

“I’m happy for you Lucifer. Truly.”

It took her walking away and checking on Angel before he came to his senses and went after her, but by the time he was there she was gone.

Just a name in the wind as he called out to her

He could feel the remnants of her presence floating in the air around him, the idea that she is so close but yet so far tore at his heart.

But she wasn’t there to make him feel better about what happened or get revenge. She was there for herself.

Because now she felt accomplished. Y/N needed to share her side of the story and see if they seemed to regret what they’ve done and not revel in the fact they destroyed her life. (Forgoing Lucifer bringing it up in the fight)

All she wanted to see was Angels change their ways, and they did.

They truly did.

Now it was time to find her purpose.

[heyitsspiders]

Bitten Apple ~ AdamsApple Fic - CHAPTER 4

Adam has to deal with his actions, Lucifer helps out a bit

Ao3 Link

a/n: SMUT. FINALLY. ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER

"Date" Night

Instead of the repeated noise of loud knocking, Adam woke up to sharp pain coursing through every inch of his body. It felt like his head had been split with an axe and his stomach like he’d been stabbed to death once more. When Adam opened his eyes they were full of terror and fear, had he died again? Wasn’t that prick supposed to protect him? But as he peeled himself off the floor the memories of the previous day crashed onto him, causing him to fall back onto the floor – which really fucking hurt.

After a few moments of agony he sat up with his back against the bed and his wings covering himself as a blanket as he sifted through his memories. Okay, he had drunk a lot of shitty alcohol, Lucifer found him…And carried him… And they ate and then he fell asleep. His face felt hot – with anger of course – as the words Lucifer had said to him resurfaced.

“It seems like you need to be treated to a proper drink.”

Adam bristled, he wasn’t gay and he sure as hell didn’t want to drink with that bitch. Why should he? Lucifer was nothing but an asshole to him, his lower back still ached dully from being dropped on the fucking chair. Not to mention Adam felt like he was dying for a third time with how badly his head hurt holy shit. A wave of intense nausea and dizziness passed over him as he tried to stand, causing him to promptly sit his ass right the fuck back down. How was he supposed to do anything if he couldn’t stand? The idea of crawling was a thought Adam didn’t toy with for too long, he wasn’t a fan of the thought of being on all fours like some animal. 

Adam turned and looked over the bed, hoping to get a glance at the window. Still dark out. Fuck. He sighed, as much as he hated Lucifer the man literally owned the bar and would probably know how to make the pain go away. He’d barely been in Hell and he was already over pain – it was one of the good things about being dead and it had been taken away. Sure, in Heaven he’d like, stub his toe or something but nothing like this, this was completely new. He tucked his wings closer to himself to provide some level of comfort to his intense pain-ridden body – if he couldn’t actively see his body he’d guess that it was being pulled in half.

He groaned and painfully reached out an arm, blindly feeling for a pillow before pulling one towards himself. With this he laid down on his side – back still against the bed – and pulled his knees as close as he could to his chest, his stomach making it hard to do so. He grimaced. He despised how much weight he had put on but couldn’t be bothered enough to do anything about it. The new pose made his stomach pain worse but he didn’t care as he wrapped his wings around his bent legs and placed the pillow on the floor below his head before shoving his face into the plushness of it. The smooth, soft satin pillows were a much needed contrast to the blinding pain that pounded in his head.

He did his damnedest to go to sleep but the throbbing pain made it impossible. When he was right on the cusp of possibly sleeping the sharp knocking on his door shot through his ears painfully. 

Adam clamped his hands over his ears, “fuck! Stop! I’m already awake!”

The knocking paused before the doorknob jingled and it opened with Lucifer walking in. 

“That doesn’t mean you can-” Adam’s protest died in his throat as he looked at Lucifer who looked… Concerned? No, he must be misreading his face because of how stupid it looked.

Lucifer looked around Adam’s room from where he was standing before looking back down at Adam, raising a brow, “why are you on the floor?”

“Woke up this way and it hurt too much to stand,” Adam huffed.

“Oh yes,” In one swift motion Lucifer squatted down, his face no longer looked concerned, instead holding a smile that was anything but friendly. “You snuck into my personal bar and drank straight from multiple of my bottles.”

A quick hand grabbed Adam’s jaw and jerked his head to properly look at Lucifer, “why the fuck did you think that was a good idea?”

“I-” Adam could barely get in a word before Lucifer spoke up again.

“Did I say you could just go and take whatever you wanted?” Lucifer hissed.

“You didn’t say I couldn’t,” Adam spat, trying to tug his head out of Lucifer’s death grip.

“I didn’t think I had to, I assumed that even someone like you could figure that out.” Lucifer threw Adam’s face down onto the pillow.

Lucifer stood up, sighing, “that hangover should put you in your place about touching things that don’t belong to you.”

Adam groaned, despite how plush the pillow was it didn’t stop much of the pain of Lucifer slamming his head into it — especially with how fragile he felt right now. He felt so weak, it made him feel even sicker.

Lucifer cleared his throat, “however, this was your first time drinking and I don’t want you throwing up everywhere.” Contemplation coated his tone, as if he was debating something.

Adam opened an eye to look up at him, confused. Was this prick gonna beat the shit out of him more? Kinda fucked to beat him while he was already down. Lucifer closed his eyes and sighed heavily with a hand dragging down his face, his other hand waving in a small, quick circle. Suddenly, Adam wanted to die much less as the pain subsided — mostly. There was still a dull throbbing in his head and his muscles ached but he didn’t feel like a knife from trying to escape his head so he’d take it. 

Adam sat up and held his head, confused. “Huh..? What- why..?” He asked, looking up at Lucifer confused.

Lucifer avoided eye contact, “I don’t want you throwing up everywhere, plus, I want to make sure you are good for our plans tomorrow.”

“…Plans?”

“Yes, plans,” Lucifer fixed his collar casually before checking his nails. Why wouldn’t the fucker look at Adam? Finally he did, his red eyes sliding over to meet his gold ones, with his usual cockyness returning,  “You didn’t think I was lying about the getting a drink thing, did you?”

Adam’s jaw clenched, “no way you’re serious.” This had to be a joke, why would Lucifer want to get a drink with him?

Adam scrunched up his face, Lucifer was so damn confusing. One second he was slamming his face into the ground, the next he was inviting him for a drink? Could this bitch pick one? Though, Adam would prefer if he just left Adam the fuck alone but he didn’t see that happening anytime soon.

Lucifer’s smile was sharp. “Of course I’m serious, can’t have your only experience of alcohol be bad,” he shrugged, as if it was no big deal. He put a knuckle to his lip, “ I would if a cocktail is something you’d enjoy — or maybe a Piña Colada?” 

“How about something that doesn’t taste like shit and feels like drinking the sun,” Adam grumbled. 

Lucifer laughed, “trust me, it’ll taste better not neat, especially since you aren’t used to it.”

Adam squinted his eyes at the demon, trust him? Pfft, as if. He was probably just trying to get Adam black out drunk to beat him some more like the sadistic shit he was. But, Adam didn’t really have a choice in the matter and maybe Lucifer was right? 

Adam cringed — Lucifer being right? Fat chance but Adam could play along, maybe since he’s already tried a lot of drinks they’ll be better. 

“Whatever,” he mumbled, leaning his back against the bed and tilting his head to lay it on the bed. He sighed, it felt nice to not be in excruciating pain. 

Lucifer tapped the tip of his cane on the floor, “now, breakfast will be served in 20 minutes. You know what to do.” 

Adam blindly grabbed a pillow and threw it to where Lucifer’s voice had been but it simply collided against the wall of the outside hallway — the fucker was gone. 

Lucifer appeared in his room, walking over to his vanity and slamming his hands on the crimson desk. He stayed in that position with his head hanging down for a few minutes before he took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror.

“What the fuck are you doing, Lucifer?” He asked himself, running a hand down his face. Not only had he relieved some of Adam’s pain he had also basically asked-out-but-also-kinda-forced Adam on a date. Of course if Adam really didn’t want to he’d definitely let him know, Lucifer mentally noted.

He sat down on the stool that stood in front of the vanity and ran his hands through his hair. His thoughts had been floating back to Adam recently and it was really starting to become a problem. Charlie had needed his help with some things yesterday, and while yes he had left because he had just finished what she needed done, he also left because he couldn’t fucking stop thinking about Adam and their days back in Eden. Lucifer would be talking to his amazing daughter and zone out accidentally just thinking of the sunny days in the garden, listening to the several birds chirp, the different animals run around and the water flow gently throughout. Everything was so peaceful – even Adam.

He had been so different, so curious, full of wonder, kind and caring – Lucifer couldn’t pinpoint what went wrong. After Lilith was made, Lucifer spent more time with her and not long after Eve was made for Adam. Adam never was the same after Lilith – which Lucifer chalked up to being mostly because the first man had been left for Lucifer – and while he still was a good husband, and eventually father, with Eve, he was no longer the kind-hearted man Lucifer had seen be created. Not to mention the death of Abel. 

Lucifer of course didn’t see the change, he was stuck in Hell and was more focused on his own family, he only learned of it because of Eve telling him when she died. 

Damn – he leaned over on the desk, his torso laying on it – he also hadn’t thought about Eve in a good bit. He never really saw her that much when she was alive after she bit the apple, but he did get to talk to her more once she arrived in Hell. Lilith and Eve quickly became friends over their mutual dislike of Adam, although Eve did relent she missed him. Adam had been the only one to help her after God had abandoned them with both surviving and with their children. Eve also admitted that Adam had been a good father, until the death of Abel, which is when Lucifer learned of it. After the death and banishment of their first children Adam had become closed off and harsher in the way he spoke and acted, leaving Eve alone once more. 

Lucifer shook his head, this trip down memory lane was not well placed, he needed to get ready. Well, that was a bit of a lie as he rarely wore anything other than his red-trimmed white suit when around others – however his usually neat blonde hair had been messed up and now stuck up and out at odd ends from his hands mindlessly traveling through it. He sighed and grabbed a comb from a drawer of the vanity and began to smooth out his hair until it was nice and swept back. Lucifer couldn’t help but glare at himself as he got faintly excited to eat breakfast with Adam – which he decided was because he wanted to embarrass Adam and make fun of him and not because he enjoyed the outfit Adam had picked out the previous time they had eaten together. Not at all. He definitely had not thought about how the vest fit him so snuggly allowing Lucifer to see how chubby Adam was and – 

Lucifer slapped his face – not hard enough to really hurt but enough to get his mind to shut up. He fixed his collar, flattened out the front of his suit and adjusted his hat before he snapped himself into the dining room. He jumped a bit when he saw Adam already there, leaning over the table, facing away from Lucifer and grumbling to himself. 

Oh no.

Adam looked just as good as he had before. He was wearing basically the same thing but this time the vest and dress shirt color had been switched with the vest being black and the dress shirt being crimson, with the addition of the vest being trimmed with gold and a matching black jacket that hung loosely on Adam’s shoulders. The gold trim really brought out Adam’s shiny golden eyes that seemed to glow-

Stop, nope, not doing that. Lucifer was stopping that train of thought right there. He mentally calmed himself down before speaking with his usual tone, “waiting on someone?”

Adam jumped and turned to face Lucifer, “what the fuck? How-” Adam cleared his throat, “uh, yeah. I was waiting on you, asshole.” Lucifer couldn’t help but grin as Adam so poorly hid the fact that Lucifer had scared him. 

Poor little lamb, so easily frightened, Lucifer cooed internally. 

Adam was really bad at ‘playing it cool’, all he knew was anger and breaking things. Lucifer tilted his head slightly, that wasn’t necessarily true as Adam had discovered the true ‘bliss’ of breaking down – Lucifer still remembered when he had walked into Adam leaving his room with glass coating his hand. Adam’s eyes had been puffy and red from obvious crying and rubbing and while Lucifer didn’t say anything – the man literally had glass in his hand, Lucifer had more important things to focus on – he definitely kept it in his mind for later. 

The first man could still feel after all.

The day had gone by both too slow and too fast. Breakfast, lunch and dinner had gone as well as it could with dull pain aching in his body, however it felt… Different? Adam couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Maybe it was the lack of violence – but that could be accounted to Adam listening to the prick – though he swore he saw some weird glances from the demon king, but whatever. Adam didn’t care enough, his blood wasn’t being spilled and he was being beaten and that’s all that mattered. 

He had changed into comfier clothes he had found in his closet, he wasn’t sure if they had always been there and he missed them or if they just appeared but they were comfortable as fuck so he didn’t question it. It was just a simple pull-over and sweatpants but Adam was so sick of the tight fitting clothes Lucifer made him wear and wanted something other than the clothes he had woken up with. He usually only wore the sweatpants and ditched shirts when hanging out in his room, it was just better that way.

He now was sprawled on his fucked up bed with an arm laid across his eyes to block the light and he groaned. He was starting to feel claustrophobic with all his shit all over the floors and toyed with the idea of cleaning the room – he knew it would help and would give the added bonus of giving him something to do but he really didn’t fucking want to. It was so much effort that he didn’t have.

Adam lifted his arm slightly and peered down at his filthy floors, grimacing. Why couldn’t he have that fucking magic Lucifer had? He could just magic the floors clean and everything neat. Adam clenched his fists, this was so fucking stupid – why was he, Adam, reduced to a fucking bitch at the beck-n-call of fucking Lucifer. And what pissed him off even more was that he was going along with it, he was wearing the clothes, he was talking back less and it had only been a few days! Adam had given in so easily and he fucking hated it, but he couldn’t bring himself to do otherwise. What purpose was it when it’d just result in him being belittled or beaten. 

Adam let out a frustrated growl and shoved his arm back down, he didn’t want to look at anything anymore, it made it too real. Seeing made Adam have to accept the fact that he was in Hell, he was a sinner, and no one was coming to get him. 

He could feel his chest and throat begin to burn from the effort to not cry like a bitch again. His body still throbbed – less violently as it had in the morning – and his room was a mess which was just another painful difference between here and his home in Heaven, and he was just letting himself be ordered around with not much fight and-

Adam swallowed thickly on nothing as it felt like everything was hitting him all at once. He was alone, powerless and weak and it hurt to admit it. He could do nothing but just hope that someone would care enough about him to come get him – how could someone not care about him? He was the first man…

So where was everyone?

Where was Lute? His girls? Sera? Emily? Fuck, he’d take anyone. Adam turned to lay on his side and curled up, his wings tucking comfortingly around him – he avoided looking at the color for too long. He hugged himself as he fought back crying. He wouldn’t cry again, he was strong, he was strong. He wouldn’t cry. He wouldn’t. They’d find him and he wouldn’t cry. They’d be here soon and he wouldn’t cry. 

He wouldn’t cry. 

He won’t.

Adam squeezed his eyes hard as he tucked his head further into himself.

He did. 

Adam woke up groggily with his eyes, chest and throat burning and a small puddle under his head – which he decided was drool. He rubbed his eyes and slowly moved out of bed. Despite sleeping for a while it felt like he hadn’t slept at all, he was so drained and exhausted. He walked around the junk on the floor, making his way to the bathroom and opened the door. As he entered the bathroom, the covered floor turned to clean tiles which echoed his hooves clacking as he walked. He grimaced but continued moving towards the big ass mirror that was settled behind the sinks. 

Adam placed his palms on the corner of the counter and leaned over to get his face closer to the mirror, examining the damage. His eyes were red and puffy with faint tear lines going down his cheeks that wouldn’t go away no matter he tried to rub them away. He growled and shoved away from the stupid fucking mirror and walked over to the closet – he had no idea what time it was but figured he should get dressed so he didn’t have to later as he was still only in his sweatpants. 

He grumbled as he dug around the closet – why was everything so close fitting? It pissed him off. Whatever, he’d make do, again. The thought to just wear what he was now passed through his mind but today was the gay ass date Lucifer wanted – which Adam was not excited about. He knew Lucifer was a queer – he’d known the man for a millena, not to mention it was obvious as fuck. Back before he ruined everything and before Lilith, he and Lucifer spent a lot of time together in the sun and Adam had plenty of time to get to know the angel. Adam’s chest ached, he missed the garden and how perfect it had been. He missed naming the animals he found – he was pissed to find out he hadn’t named all of them and his descendants were now doing that. That was his job but it wasn’t like he was around on Earth to do it so he supposed it was fine.

He scowled as he remembered how much time he had spent with Lucifer, back then the angel hadn’t been such an asshole and Adam had been quite fond of him. He’d always get so excited to see him again when Lucifer came back from doing whatever he was doing up in Heaven to tell him of what Adam had learned and discovered. But then that fucking bitch decided that when Lilith was made that Lilith was so much cooler and Lucifer no longer needed Adam. Adam didn’t care that Lilith left him, Adam never really liked Lilith – in fact, he resented her. He fucking hated how Lucifer favored her and how he abandoned Adam for that whore.  

Adam paused, stopping his mindless scrounge for clothes to wear. Was- was he jealous of Lilith? Jealous that she stole Lucifer’s attention?

He grit his teeth and punched the nearest wall. No, he wasn’t fucking jealous, he just hated those bitches because they ruined everything. He didn’t miss Lucifer, he missed the garden. He didn’t fucking miss that twink laying next to him in the soft grass in the warm sun, no. Adam punched the wall again, pain spreading from his fist. He wasn’t jealous, he didn’t miss Lucifer and he sure as Hell wasn’t a damned fag.

Adam punched the wall once more to make sure it wouldn’t spill his secrets and snarled. This was so fucking stupid, being only around Lucifer for so long was driving him insane. Hopefully the promised drinks both stopped his clear insanity and calmed him down and that hope was the only thing getting him through the idea that soon he and Lucifer would be alone, drinking together.

After shuffling through the closet he found some clothes to wear and tugged them on. It was a simple crimson collared shirt with a black jacket that had sick ass gold spikes and – to humor himself – a gold bowtie with simple black pants. The clothes felt a lot like the clothes he had woken up here with and they didn’t cling too harshly to his stomach. He gave himself a once over in the mirror before deciding that was a stupid bitch thing to do and walked out of the bathroom.

He opened the door to leave his room and was met with Lucifer, who had his hand closed and raised like he was about to knock. It gave him a feeling of diva blue, or whatever it was called. Lucifer’s eyes flicked down Adam’s outfit, a small grin turning the corners of Lucifer’s mouth up. Adam rolled his eyes.

“Seems like you’re excited for today,” Lucifer grinned fully now,  his eyes meeting Adam’s. He leaned against his cane, his fingers rhythmically tapping expectantly against the fake apple that rested at the top.

“I woke up early and didn’t feel like waking up to your dumbass knocking,” Adam huffed, crossing his arms. “I’m not ‘excited’ about your fucking gay ass date thing you want so badly to happen.”

Lucifer merely hummed and stood up straighter, his smile not leaving, “whatever you say.” 

They walked down the hallway and then the stairs to the dining hall. Breakfast was fine, it was some more fancy shit Adam didn’t care to know about other than it tasted good. Lucifer had made sure that Adam ate all of it so he wasn’t drinking on an empty stomach but other than that they didn’t talk much. Once they finished up – Adam had to wait another millena for the bitch to finish eating – Lucifer stood up and motioned for Adam to follow, which he did. 

The path they were taking was faintly familiar, which he soon realized was because it was the way to Lucifer’s own little bar as they arrived at the door. Lucifer twisted the knob, allowed Adam to walk in first and followed after.

“Sit down at one of the stools, I’ll make us some drinks,” Lucifer said casually as he pulled his coat and hat off and set them on a clothing rack near the door. Adam walked over and easily sat on the stool as it only went up to his thighs – Lucifer’s short ass probably considered these ‘tall chairs’. He raised a brow at Lucifer’s actions, why the fuck was he taking off his coat?

Adam watched carefully as Lucifer smoothly walked over, his heels clicking and clacking as he did so, and walked behind the counter. He bent down and grabbed some weird shaped metal thing that came apart, it looked like two metal cups, and a smaller metal piece that looked like maybe a measuring cup. 

Lucifer set the objects on the counter along with a bunch of ice in a bowl and several cups of various shapes and sizes, “now, what kind of drink do you want?”

Adam stared at the weird tools before looking up at Lucifer and shrugging, “something that doesn’t burn like- well- Hell.”

Lucifer thought about it before turning and bending down to a small mini fridge, grabbing a few different colored bottles that he placed on the counter as well, “I think I have something.”

He took the small measuring cup and began pouring a little bit of each liquid and then dumping it into one of the metal cups. Lucifer added ice to the mix before grabbing the second cup and setting it on top of the other, making it one item once more before violently shaking it. The liquids sloshing and the ice clanking against the cups mixed together like the drink that it held. Adam eye’s were locked on to the vigorous shaking cups.

“You never seen drinks get mixed?” Lucifer asked, a smile playing on his lips.

Adam shook his head, “I didn’t even know you could.”

That earned a laugh from the king who threw the liquid filled container up and behind him. Before Adam could ask what the fuck he was doing, Lucifer caught it smoothly and popped open the top, pouring the new creation through a strainer into a cylinder cup that had a tall base. 

Lucifer set the strainer aside, added a lemon to the side and pushed it towards Adam, “Modern Cosmopolitan.”

“Bless you,” Adam commented as he looked over the pink drink. This very well could be a trap that Adam was about to willingly walk right into but it didn’t seem likely. Lucifer already owned him, what was the point in setting up a trap? That eased his nerves enough to grab the foot of the cup and tentatively bring it to his lips.

He took a sip, the liquid flowed smoothly against his tongue. It still had the slight burn of alcohol as it went down his throat but it was dulled by the sweet tang of the other flavors that had been mixed in. It was really fucking good, he had to admit – so good he took another sip that was larger than the last.

“Like it?” Lucifer asked as he mixed up another drink.

Adam set the cup on the counter and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “yeah, I guess.” 

He fought the urge to down it in one go but there were probably more drinks Lucifer wanted him to try and considering how good that one tasted, fuck, now he was a little excited to try more. Hell, Lucifer might for once have a good idea.

Lucifer made him drinks late into the evening, Adam trying every single one of them. He tried all sorts of drinks, more cocktails, some martinis, margaritas, all of them tasting nothing like he’d ever had before. He definitely saw the appeal of alcohol now that it didn’t fuck his throat. – he shook his head at that thought. ‘Fuck his throat’ sounded gay.

They had been making drinks for so long that Lucifer ended up making them food at the bar so they could eat and continue drinking. Lucifer also started drinking at some point, Adam couldn’t tell when, everything was kinda fuzzy now. That haze that covered his mind like a blanket had started to return and Lucifer slowly became more tolerable with each sip he took.

“Yeah, then we fucked and it and fucking awesome,” Adam slurred, taking another sip of some random drink – there was so many around him. 

Lucifer laughed, shaking his head and drank a shot – Lucifer had told him what it was, Adam hadn’t been a huge fan. He wiped his mouth, “I’m surprised you actually got laid in Heaven.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” He gave Lucifer a pointed look.

He simply shrugged, “I feel like women would be turned off by your general…” he waved his hands, looking for words, “... You-ness?”

Adam rolled his eyes, “bitches loved- love me.” He puffed out his chest, a wide grin on his face, “how could they not want a piece of the dickmaster?”

“Your wives clearly didn’t,” Lucifer gulped down another shot.

He nearly broke the glass that was in his claws. Adam stared at Lucifer with sharp eyes, “what.” 

Lucifer used his thumb to wipe off a stray drop on his lips before smiling, “I said, ‘your wives. Clearly. Didn’t.”

Adam growled, “oh yeah? What makes you so fucking appealing, huh?”

“I’m not a dickhead and treat women with respect,” Lucifer stated as if it was fact. Adam treated women with respect! His whole army was women and he respected every single one of them. He even listened to what they said – okay well, he heard what they said, whether or not he listened was a different story. 

“Oh so tricking a woman into eating an apple is respect?” Adam spat, setting the glass down so he didn’t get glass everywhere because fucking Hell he was fucking fuming.

Lucifer glared, “I didn’t trick Eve, she willingly ate the apple.”

“Yeah, because we didn’t know what the fuck lying was!” 

“I didn’t lie, you’re just pissed because they left your sorry ass!”

“I don’t care about them leaving me, I’m upset that you left me, dumbass!”

They both stopped and stared. Adam slapped a hand over his mouth. No fucking way he said that, no fucking way. This was a fever dream, drunk hallucination – anything but reality. He didn’t miss Lucifer, he only said that because- because he was drunk. That’s it. Nothing else.

“Oh?” Lucifer grinned, setting the shot glass he had just finished beside him and leaning over the counter. “That so?”

“Fuckin- no- I didn’t- that’s not true,” Adam rabbled. How the fuck was he going to talk his way out of this one-

He didn’t have time to think as Lucifer lurched forward over the counter – somehow not knocking over one of the various glasses – and crashed his lips onto Adam’s. Adam fell off the stool from the impact, landing on his ass, but Lucifer stayed attached. He paused and cracked an eye open, looking up at Adam. He was giving Adam an out. An out he could take so he’d never have to think of this ever again. An out Adam should take.

Adam closed his eyes and kissed back. 

That’s all Lucifer needed, he snaked a hand around Adam’s head and grasped his hair roughly. Adam gasped, which allowed Lucifer to shove his forked tongue into his mouth. Their tongues fought, Lucifer soon won that battle and crawled further up Adam’s body. Lucifer used his other hand to roam Adam’s torso which caused Adam to shiver. This was going against everything in Adam’s mind. He should hate this, he should push off Lucifer, beat him into the ground for ever trying this… But Adam didn’t hate it, it felt.. Good. It felt really fucking good. 

He groaned as Lucifer pulled back and bit at Adam’s lip – he could faintly feel blood trickling down his chin as dull pain blossomed in his lower lip. That encouragement led to Lucifer moving his razor teeth to his neck, peppering the sensitive skin with bites before kissing the abused area. He wasn’t sure when Lucifer had taken his jacket and bowtie off but they were now discarded on the floor and Adam couldn’t care less.

He felt Lucifer’s roaming hand slip under his shirt and he jumped at the sudden feeling of Lucifer’s warm touch – but he didn’t pull away. Lucifer lifted his lips from Adam’s bruising neck  and locked eyes with him. Adam swore the room was a million degrees as Lucifer’s claws gripped his stomach, leaving scratches that would definitely be there in the morning to remind him of all the sins he had committed in one go.

“I- I hate you,” Adam moaned as Lucifer yanked his head back by his horns, it was a weird – but really fucking good – sensation. 

“I know,” Lucifer whispered in his ear before trailing his serpent tongue down Adam’s neck. Heat spread across his body as his blood fought on whether to go to his face or dick.

Lucifer’s hands slowly slid to the buttons of Adam’s shirt as he continued to suck and bite on Adam’s flesh. Adam brought one of his hands to his mouth to cover the embarrassing noises that the short man was causing, his back arching ever so slightly into Lucifer’ touch. Cool air brushed against Adam’s burning skin as each button was slowly undone, Lucifer shifting backwards as he moved his mouth along Adam’s collarbone, going lower with each undone button.

In one swift motion Adam’s shirt was ripped off of him and thrown somewhere, leaving Adam’s upper body on full display. Embarrassment crept into his cheeks as he watched Lucifer’s eyes roam every part of his torso. Lucifer’s hand mindlessly trailed along Adam’s chest, lingering on the scar on his left side from where his rib had been taken out. His – surprisingly – soft hands wandered to the red X that sat in the middle of his torso.

“You really have let yourself go,” Lucifer murmured. Adam looked away, ashamed at the sight. Before Adam could leave and try to forget this ever happened, Lucifer bit down on a bit of chub. 

“Fuck!” Adam yelped, twisting his head painfully fast back to Lucifer, who was now pulling back and wiping a thin trail of blood from his lips.

“And I fucking love it,” he growled before beginning his vicious assault on Adam’s stomach, sharp teeth stabbed at his flesh in so many places, any gentleness that had been there previously was gone as Lucifer scratched and bit. 

“Ahh~ Ow- shhh-sh shit-” Adam babbled, his mind hazy as pain and pleasure bloomed across his body.

Lucifer licked the most recent bite before pulling away and admiring his work, his eyes gleaming as he scanned Adam’s body. Adam’s breathing was heavy and ragged as if he had just ran a marathon, eyes half-lidded as he looked at Lucifer.

“I didn’t think you could look any hotter,” Lucifer purred. He grinned as he moved a leg in between Adam’s, “I think I have a way to make this sight even better.”

Adam couldn’t even voice his confusion before his unspoken question was answered as Lucifer pressed a knee against Adam’s hard-on. He gasped sharply, he hadn’t even realized how fucking hard he was but now it was all he could think of as his dick throbbed for release. Adam bit his lower lip to contain his moans as he grinded against Lucifer’s leg. 

He hissed as Lucifer harshly gripped Adam’s hips, forcing him still. Lucifer shot him a glare, “did I say you could start humping my leg like a damn dog?”

His dick twitched – Adam hated that Lucifer’s words had such an effect on him. He gulped as Lucifer smile widely – fuck, he felt that. Lucifer pressed his knee harder against Adam, “oh? Did someone like that?”

He swallowed hard, his mouth dry. A hand shot to his neck, pressing in all the right places as Lucifer moved his face closer to Adam’s. “Answer me, mutt,” he spat the last word.

Adam’s mouth opened and closed several times, no words leaving his mouth. Lucifer’s grip tightened, his eyes bore into Adam as a hand reflexively went to his neck, hand resting on Lucifer’s. He didn’t make an effort to remove the hand, though. Closing his eyes he finally nodded, the pressure on his throat disappearing. 

“Good boy,” Lucifer grinned, moving himself in between Adam’s legs. Adam’s eyes widened as he watched Lucifer slide his hands to the waistband of Adam’s pants, the tight tent in his pants was painfully obvious as Lucifer slowly – very fucking slowly – pulled off his pants. 

Adam was in nothing but his boxers, his dick painfully hard as it throbbed for any sort of friction – Adam had to bite his lip harder to keep from whimpering. Lucifer grinned down at him, his hand barely touching Adam’s clothed cock, making him jump.

“Mnnh-!” 

“So sensitive,” Lucifer pressed his thumb onto the clothed head and rubbed gently, Adam squirmed. “Fucking pathetic,” he spat, removing his hand.

“Nnghh, fuck- hurry the fuck up,” Adam whined.

“That’s not how you ask, slut,” Lucifer glared. “Keep talking like that and you won’t get anything.”

Panic shot through Adam and his mouth ran faster than his mind, “fine- fine! Please- please hurry the- hurry up!” Heat filled his cheeks but fuck, he didn’t care. He needed this.

Lucifer looked at him wide eyed before regaining his composure and hooking two fingers on his boxes and tugging them off in a quick motion, cool air brushed against Adam’s now exposed crotch. Pre-cum beaded at his tip as Lucifer’s grin turned hungry as he looked over Adam, his hands running down his thighs and back up. 

Once Lucifer had his fill of torturing Adam of just barely not touching him, he leaned over and held out three fingers in front of the first man’s mouth, “open up wide for me, Baby.”

Adam raised a brow, what the fuck was he doing? “Wh-” his question died in his throat and was replaced by three fingers shoved in his mouth.

“Suck,” was all Lucifer said and for some unknown reason, Adam did. He sucked on and licked Lucifer’s fingers, Lucifer humming sweet praises like “good boy” and “so good for me.” His cock hurt from how fucking hard he was – since when did Lucifer have this effect on him? After an unknown amount of time, Lucifer removed his fingers and forced Adam’s legs further apart.

“What are you doing..?” Adam mumbled, his mind hazy. He wasn’t even sure if this was real.

“Opening you up for me,” Lucifer answered. Before Adam could ask what that meant, one of Lucifer’s wet fingers touched his asshole. He jumped, opening his mouth to protest – he wasn’t going to take it up the ass! –  but quickly snapped his mouth shut as the finger slid in so easily. He sank back down on the floor as Lucifer worked his way deeper into Adam. It felt so weird but so fucking good holy fucking shit – okay maybe he’d take it up the ass, if Lucifer’s fingers felt this good then how good would his dick? Fuck, was Adam gay? Now was not the time to have this crisis. After some prodding, another finger was added, then another until Lucifer deemed Adam ‘opened up’.

Adam’s mouth was so dry as he swallowed, his mouth had been open as Lucifer finger-fucked him, and peered to see what Lucifer was doing. Lucifer unzipped his white pants and dug out his own hard dick, his other hand conjuring a bottle of lube.

“You had that the whole time?” Adam growled with no real bite behind it.

Lucifer looked up at him, grinning, “I wanted to use that pretty mouth of yours.” He looked back down and poured the lube on his cock and pumped it a few times, “maybe I’ll get to use it a different way another time.”

Lucifer lined himself with Adam’s hole, locking eyes with Adam as he slowly pushed it. And fuck. It felt so good. Adam couldn’t help the moans that flowed out of his mouth – he had never had anything inside of him and holy shit he has been missing out. Lucifer continued inching his way in until he was at the hilt, Adam had never felt so full – he could get used to this. They sat like that for a moment before Lucifer pulled back and snapped his hips forward roughly.

“Hghn- hahhh- nmmh~ fuh- fuck~!” Adam cried out as Lucifer began pounding into him. After a good few hard thrusts, an intense wave of pleasure shot through him.

“Ahh~!” Adam moaned, what the fuck had just happened? “Wah- what the.. Fuck??”

Lucifer laughed, “that’s your prostate.” Lucifer moved Adam’s legs so they were resting on Lucifer’s shoulders, “let me get you two acquainted.”   

With this new position Lucifer was able to fuck Adam even deeper and more easily hit his ‘prostate’. How the fuck had he not known about this bundle of nerves? He was the first man! He should know these things! Adam was basically melting into the floor, his body jell-o as all he could do was moan. He had to admit that Lucifer knew what the fuck he was doing.

“Sing for me, Baby,” Lucifer grunted, his claws dipping into the flesh of Adam’s hips, “tell me who is making you feel this good.”

“Y- you- hahh~ You are! Luci- fuck!” Adam whimpered as Lucifer’s dick slid in and out of him at such a fast yet pleasurable speed. He could feel the pleasure tipping him over, he was so close. Lucifer was hitting every right fucking spot and it was becoming too much, he couldn’t handle much more.

“Gah- gonnah cum!” Adam cried as he matched Lucifer’s thrusts and came, hot spurts of cum stringing onto his chest. Lucifer increased his speed, chasing his own high before cumming deep inside Adam. Adam’s mind was hazy as he panted heavily, eyes squeezed shut.

It wasn’t long until he slipped into sleep that he hadn’t realized had been calling to him.

[sniigura-archive]

Jumping for joy at your approval rn ANYWAYSSS HERE IT IS (WARNING, IT'S LONG AS FUCK)

- doesn't get enough sleep for the life of him

- wingspan is approx. 19 ft

- his wings are pretty big and heavy compared to other angels, which is why he doesn't hold them up behind himself and instead just tucks them to his sides (he is literally a bird.)

- calls himself the king of rock

- thinks it's hilarious to use "go to hell" as an insult

- always sneezes twice when there's bright light, can't control it

- impulsive and often makes stupid ass decisions that he later regrets

- despite this, he's smarter than people take him for

- insists on having spikes on every single one of his outfits, even when Sera thinks it's unprofessional

- if he had Twitter he'd get canceled so fast for saying dumb shit 💀💀

- insecure about his jawline, thinks his face doesn't look slim enough

- HEAVILY female leaning bisexual

- the horns on his mask are unscrewable

- always making jokes about his dick

- has offensive humor + annoyance humor (thinks it's funny to annoy people)

- he might act all cocky and above everyone but he's actually really, really lonely

- actually kinda good at drawing, he doodles on his paperwork frequently

- I'm not sure if drinking is really a thing in heaven or not but if it is he definitely drinks canned beer

- has a crippling case

of the "fuck authority"

mindset that gets him

into trouble with the higher-ups all the time

- his least favorite feeling ever is being embarrassed. Hates it.

- prefers rock and metal over heavy metal

- not really an Adam headcanon but angel blood tastes sweet like sugar

- loves alt girls (of any subculture)

- hates meatloaf

- skilled in a lot of different hobbies, I mean.. he's literally been chilling since beginning of mankind, he's had all the time in the world to do stuff

- when punk culture became a thing he fell in love with it

-biggest yapper ever. Once you get him talking he won't shut up

- has a genuine emotional attachment to his guitar and named it Susan

- he kisses Susan good night

- loves karaoke

- hates it when people say "b-b-but I can't dance 🥺🥺🥺". Thinks it's a total mood killer

- cringey pickup lines

- has a guitar collection and a bunch of abnormally shaped guitars

- big meat eater (steak, bacon etc)

- sometimes uses his wings/feathers to flip people off

- favorite soda is root beer

- good with kids

- good with animals too

- heavy sleeper

- has angel kisses all over his body (little brown dots)

- his favorite pony is princess celestia OR rainbow dash

- takes short showers

- wears guyliner

- favorite candy is red licorice

- if he was a man in modern day society he would be Russian or American

- tits over ass

- burps and blows it at people

- loves to smell good, probably has a collection of fragrances

- witty but also stupid

- really really enjoys spending time in nature but you'll never hear him admit it

--->> NSFW HCS

- loves to hold his partner's face and make them look him dead in the eye when he finishes

- definitely has a breeding kink

- not a whimper-y guy, more of a gasp, groan, and swearer

- very grabby, he'll hold onto any part of his partner he can

- He never fucked Lilith, Eve was his first

- has a kink for shit talking Lucifer during sex

- ABSOLUTELY 100% HAS A GOD/WORSHIPPING KINK. HE LOVES TO BE TREATED AS IF HE WERE A DEITY

- absolute pussy drunk bastard when he's being ridden. He genuinely can't think straight when he's getting sloppy toppy and he'll be all drooling and shit

everything’s canon if you put your mind to it

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Hi again! It's the anon that made the succubus au! I've come to bother you again with another idea! I hope you like this one, I plan on it being a tad darker with some BAMF Adam.

I went to see Longlegs a few weeks ago (dint worry, this isn't a Longlegs au (even tho now that o think about it, I would love to see that, but that'll be another day-)), and I love the design of the Devil. The stereotypical horns and goat silhouette that you can just make out- *chefs kiss*

So, I'll skip to my point. Adam dies during the extermination, comes back a sinner- in a way. He's basically become totally corrupt by Hell itself. I like to think that he's indulged in EVERY sin for around 10,000 years.

I like to think that Lucifer gets his power from hell, and now, so does Adam, he's on par in power with Luci in this.

Adam doesn't come back as a usual sinner, seeking redemption at the hotel, but instead, he can materialize out of no where, dissappear at will and if he wants, he can make himself untouchable. Completely. Not even Alastor or Lucifer could harm him. And his form? He looks like how we depict Satan, tall, half goat half man, multiple seats of horns, which a goats face.

But I love Adams face, he's a gorgeous man, so obviously he can switch between. He can make himself appear more monstrous (like real world Satan) or more human (with hooves and one set of horns).

He's bent on revenge. He terrorizes Lucifer, makes him see Adam some days, or some tall, horned monster standing on the corner (sometimes he goes completely unnoticed, other times he's everywhere).

Lucifer knows it's Adam, but he's dead? He thinks it's his guilt ridden mind playing tricks on him, till he wakes up and sees Adam standing over him, digging his hand into his side. Lucifer finds that he can't scream, move, or use his powers. He just stares at Adam, as he feels his rib be pulled out.

To add more injury, Adam just crushes his rib while laughing, then disappears. Lucifer heals of course but he notices that he now has a scar, the same shape as Adam's.

Lucifer isn't the only person he goes after, he also goes after Alastor. Mainly reopening his wound as soon as it shows any sign of healing. Alastor is fully aware it's Adam, he's terrified that the only person that was able to injure him is not only alive but even more power than he was as an angel (he wouldn't admit that he's scared, nor would he tell Charlie about Adam, he sees Luci acting off, as much as he likes seeing him out of sorts he doesn't engage (Adam doesnt interact with Alastor as mich as he does Luci- yet. He settles for humiliating Alastor (i remember you (I hope this is you lol) saying that you like one sided angelicradio, i think that would have such a good place in this au, Alastor cant help but find himslef even more interested in Adam, especially since he's alive and seemingly even more powerful)).

I like to think Adam would go After Nifty to, but I don't think he'd kill her. He'd want her to suffer but he doesn't know much about her so he can't start his revenge just yet. Plus he's having too much fun with Lucifer and Alastor.

Him and Lucifer talk. Adam usually only speaks when Luci is having sleep paralysis. He doesn't want to have a conversation. He wants Lucifer to hear what he has to say. No interpretations. Lucifer of course yells and says horrible shit whenever he sees Adam, it frustrates him that Adam doesn't engage at all, just stares. Which unsettled Lucifer.

If you've seen Longlegs, he acts a lot like Satan, standing in the background, making himself known on his terms.

He mainly shows himself to Lucifer, and of course, he does this while Lucifer is doing business around the hotel. He mainly uses his more beast-like form while doing this. Lucifer eventually confides in Charlie, who's concerned about her dad, she thinks it's some form of hidden grief that's making him see Adam. Vaggie is a little indifferent. She can tell something is bothering Lucifer (and that Alastor is acting off but she doesn't really care about that). But the Adam Lucifer is describing sounds nothing like the Adam she knew before and after her fall, sure he was a monster, a devil even but he didn't LOOK like one.

I've been commenting on some of your posts (shhhh) and if there's one thing I make very obvious is that in any form, I love a gorgeous Adam, chub or no chub, man's hot, pretty, definitely sexy. And that comes through both forms. His eyes are still gold, and shine when the sun (or whatever Hell has) hits them, they basically glow at night, which adds a new hostility to them.

Man was a giant when he was alive, he's a giant when he's a "sinner". His normal form wouldn't have changed heights too much but his more beast-like form DEFINITELY has (I know in the show he's like 10" but I think that's a bit much, I like to this he's 6"-7"), his beast form would be more on parr with his canon height.

So basically this au is Adam being possibly even stronger than Lucifer (ww don't know how much stronger because he's new to hell), he wants to cause the man as much pain as he's caused him, and make him feel like he's nothing. Exactly the way Adam felt when he got abandoned in Eden.

I hope this is somewhat interesting to you, and I got through my idea semi well. I wish I could add pictures to asks so I could actually make sense, lol

Anyway, I'll leave that here.

Again, I love your work! I have to say that eveytime, I want to drive it home lol

Okay-bye!

(I'm sorry I'm referencing Longlegs a lot. I swear this isn't an au based off that movie, it's just the best Satan I've seen lol)

I haven't seen or even heard of this movie but it Sounds interesting!!

Adam deserves a little revenge let's be real. My boy has been through Hell before he even got there.

The angst potential is so *chefs kiss*

Thank you!! You are so sweet! Here have a cupcake 🧁

[rensphilia]

Slight spoiler warning. References to the incident. References to chapter 16.

"Rise 'n shine, y/n!"

You groan when Mammon throws the curtains over, bright moonlight falling directly onto your face. "Mams.... what time is it...?" You check your DDD.... 6AM. "What....?"

"Yer goin' ta the gym with me'n Beel, remember? Gotta get ya stronger." He straight up just lifts you out of bed, carrying you over to your closet.

"MAMS!" You protest, kicking your feet as you attempt to escape, trying to get back to your warm bed. You hadn't thought he was serious about the gym thing.... but, you should've known. He's been like this ever since the incident, always bringing you protection charms, a strength spell Solomon found, some special food that was supposed to extend your life which actually made you pretty sick, at the time. You groan, but grab some clothes, at least managing to get him out of the room long enough for you to change. Your eyes drift longingly over your warm, comfy bed..... but you get dressed, and leave your room. At least you'll end up getting in shape while you're down here....

Beel has joined Mammon in the hall, and he looks at you with his usual guilt-ridden smile. He definitely blames himself for what happened.... nothing you've said has helped. If only he had found Belphie first, if only he had protected you better, if only he had talked to Lucifer more about the situation.... round and round he goes.

You sigh as you take his big hand, wondering how long this is going to go on. Probably the rest of your time here, you think.... but as Mammon takes your other hand, you have to think.... maybe it's not the worst thing in the world, to have two demons who adore you staying by your side all of the time.

[vazelbeak]

When I think about it too the fact Lucifer beat up Adam but Nifty is the one who killed him makes me think about how little actual characterization of Nifty we get.

I'm all for weird girl characters Glendale from Centaurworld was one of my favorite characters.

As a character we learn Glendale is quite literally a kleptomaniac. And it's very much connected to her portal tummy magic. She's anxiety ridden and one of her songs tell us that she steals because it makes her feel better but not many people like her because she steals. As light heartedly as it's presented it's a comfort for her. Even in season 1 she has direct interaction with our main protagonist and we learn these attributes that are expanded on in season 2. But Nifty? What can I say about her in show that presents personality? That isn't headcanon. That I could actually get in season 1?

When Husk is explaining everyone's issues they dance around Nifty's situation. When Husk reveals he used to be an overlord we get nothing on if Nifty was owned by Al first or came around later. When Angel claims to care about keeping Nifty away from Val he stands up to Val but proceeds to forget Nifty there just for the sake of a funny gag of her stealing fur from Vals wings. When she's the one who fully kills Adam, Adam who Lucifer only beat up. Lute is more angry at the group than she is towards Nifty who actually killed him.

Can you imagine if she stabbed Adam and if Lute specifically singled out her as someone she wanted to kill but everyone else steps in defending her?

Can you imagine if Angel didn't forget Nifty but actually walked off with her as a serious moment.

Can you imagine if instead of telling is everyone's problems we had a brief flipping between scenes of everyone drunk and pouring their hearts out to Husk with exceptions of Nifty who maybe whispers and Husk making a face alluding to the nature of her problems?

Can you imagine Nifty treated as a an active and legitimate member of our main cast as opposed to gremlin jokes near exclusively for laughs?

She has so little to her if you replaced her with Kiki in a lot of scenes doing charades it would hold very little impact on the show

[archangel-gabriel-333]

[the once pearl white clouds are now drab grey. The realm that smelled of freshly baked goods and clean air now stinks of rot and carnage. He approached the gates and slowly grabbed the now black with decay metal, quick to pull his hand away and wipe it on his robe. He couldn't stand the smell getting more intense. It had never been this silent. He stood in the main street before reluctantly moving forward, stifling his rapidly intensifying emotions as the buildings around him creaked due to years of neglect. The once golden and vibrant world was now grey and blood ridden.]

...hello..?

[he called. Hoping for a whisper.]

...anyone there..? Michael..? Raphael..? Uriel..?

[he whimpered as he wandered deeper into the streets, wincing as a stone from a nearby house fell, rolling near him.]

Is... Is anyone there? Please..?! Please.....

[he entered the castle, falling to his knees.]

...

[tears ran down his face, but he was silent. The reality of the situation hit him like a brick to the face.]

[everyone he knows and loves is dead. Long gone and degraded to nothing but bloodied and broken skeletons, husks of what used to be.]

[everything was a husk of what used to be.]

[everyone is gone.]

[long gone.]

[he leaned forward onto his elbows, fists landing on the carpet below him as he wailed. He wailed with mortal agony and loneliness as he realized that everybody he knows other than Lucifer is gone.]

[normystical]

hrhrgrgrggr i wanna make an animatic of becky apples with certain hazbin hotel characters but i can't. and like even if i had the motivation this very second i do not have TIME FOR THAT so uhh might just spill my ideas all over here w/ altered lyric captions

husk . lucifer . ugh !! husk

i bet lucifer's got perfect hair [vox imitating sweeping hair back cuz he's a jealous and bald mfer lmfao]

husk. husk's got stupid STUPID [ears? claws? idk tbh but he doesn't have hooves so we're changing that lyric,,]

i'm never gonna eat another appLE EVER AGAIN!! [god have mercy on my mediocre art skills bc i will have to illustrate vox not only crushing an apple but with his clawed ass hands]

OO it reallt bunches my f luff to thrink how badly he hurtyou. bbg. tell me your story

[idk what to do with the lines "i left my rider so that i could raise an army (so that you could raise an army) then c-doug popped up and he said something alarming (oo, what'd he say?) he told me that my best friend's ridden (no!) another horse so pretty (no way!)" but i do want to have the latter two lines have charlie just talking about alastor and lucifer fighting all the time like haha those guys. those silly little rascals]

and his name is lucifer [morningstar/the king of hell/HIMSELF] because UGH of course it is !! !

lucifer lucifer whag a gorgeous famcy SCHMUCK luci how you like em apples cuz i think ur apples SUCK [naybe at that part i animate an apple pelted at luci just for shits and giggles itll be fun trust me] lucifer lucifer ggeues what i knew alastor first and while technically i dont know lucifer i know hes the WORST

ugh he is soo the worst vocks . right?? its unbelievable !! stupid luci. but can i tell you about someone whos,, kind of a total lucifer in my life? okay i—i mean im kinda not done being mad about lucifer bu—

WELL I WAS flirtin glirtin with a slick promstoar (this is not the same situation.) he was the finest spider femboy that i ever pursued (rhere was more than one??) he played me like a ukulele (he did.) i dont want no drama baby (too late?) but i FLIPPED when i found out his boyfriend was a wwinged cat guy idk how to change this lyric tbh sorry guys

oh that husk[er] that husk[er]s got stupid pretty legs and i bet that angel dust would let HIM adopt his eggs [cut to vox being horrifically confused and weirded out for half a second] hUsK [angel talking about him happily] HuSk [angel talking to him on the phone] hUsK [angel greeting husk at the door] HuSk [angel moaning his mame while getting fucked lmao get fucked val wait wut] UGH !! even his wings are perkier !!

maybe husk's flirty boyfriend is the one whos the ACTUAL jerk here... UGH!! husk!! making me feel bad for projecting my own insecurities and displacing blame on HIM, when HE really did nothing wrong? UGH. hes the WORST.

[vox clear he throat]

OH RIGht! ur sad :3

i feel ur pain girl, im ur vindicator, and we dont know husk, lucifer, we just know we hate him . this isnt okay and this isnt fiiiine

...let it out bbg

[vox drops his face into val's fluff as he sighs]

its just i thoughgt al,, would always be miine

ok spilling out my ideas FINALLY done jesus fuck this sucks when it's explained rather than imagined or animated lmao

[strawbrryrush]

Closed event starter?? / post for ghost & vaggie @misteriios

There was the face and the name, that voice had been haunting her with.. Ghost, she knew it was kill or be killed - and while she had felt more jaded given all that happened with her girlfriend - she wanted to be around to help her- and help lucifer to find a way to get charlie back.. so she was motivated not to be the one under the knife, so with her hand tight around her blade.. she was quick to stab it through the others' chest, "-joder! lo siento." she muttered, an apology as she stepped over the blood and body, back to her mission of protecting and helping her newly amnesia ridden girlfriend.