#the root of all evil

[snailik]

Roo

[perseuus]

Day 2; Enemies/Pining

Oh to be forced to fight those whom you love the most

[mottsfiddle]

I was rewatching HB with my family, AND LIKE I know people have pointed out The Root of Evil is name dropped

BUT I have not seen anyone point out we got a symbol, and eye and root imagery on a ritual pyre???? HELLO???

To me it reminded me of the pose Alastor makes in the Adam fight. And looking at it, I can see a vague familiarity especially if you count the antlers, but its not 100% the same

My sister says to her the symbol looks like a six winged angel falling

[moonie-moth]

Roo, the root of all evil

[dyslexic-mess]

I buy that Alistor is on Liliths leash. How he got there, no idea, but I'd believe the real reosen he's hanging around Charlie is under orders considering how vaugh he's been about his motivation.

BUT. What I don't buy is Lilith being the big villen. I've seen a lot of people theorise that she's been missing because she's screwing around with heaven or she left because she saw Lucifer as weak or something, but I'm sorry. I just don't see it. Like.

This Lilith???

Your gonna argue THIS woman just up and left her family??? No. Just- no. I don't believe it for a second.

So where IS Lilith, then? If she's not the big bad, pulling strings from behind the sceans, then where is hells queen? Well, this is where I get into speculation territory:

I think she's been kidnapped by Roo.

[numelfanclub]

lovebites

[academic-vampire]

“Often the devil is considered to be the root of all evil, but people forget that the first murder was a human killing a human—Cain killing Abel.”

-A line from the essay I wrote today (sounds pretty neat so I thought I’d share). @xojack

[navybrat817]

*me with taxes and paying bills and adulting*

[ch4osworld]

THE PASSENGER

Chapter 5

Words:259 @cherry-4200 @adaizel

Sorry for the short chapter! It's just that it was made pretty much to introduce her character a bit so I couldn't do more than that

In the deepest pits of hell, in the darkest places, a wicked and vile woman lived, finding joy in the suffering of every living, or non living individual. She relaxed in her obscurity, observing all of her empire with the eyes she spent years collecting. A turmoil of emotions spiraling deep within her, as the chaos that she spent years cultivating felt ruined. Holy blood lived in hell, a thing that she couldn't stand. She called one of her beast at her.

'Pureness still finds comfort in the hollowness of this place, come find her, and when the time comes, bring her to me. I plan on ruining her, stripping her of every thing dear to her. The woman that predated me never absorbed free will, that just won't do. Now go, be sure to learn every single thing about her, do not dissatisfy me again, you know what will happen if you do'

She said, as the beast disappeared in a cloud of pure shadows.

She let out an exasperated sigh, she knew she would succeed, she would delete every single trace of holyness in her, but deep down, a feeling of dread loomed over her. She was affiliated with Lucifer, it won't be easy to bring her here, but she was the Root of all evil after all, what couldn't she do? She took a drag from her cigarette, as she meticulously reflected on her next moves, accompanied by the screams and laments of  the sinners she took for herself, it was merely music to her ears.

[inuhalfdemon]

Deals Made in the Dark for No One Can Know...

Word Count = 1,173 Words

As soon as Alastor was able to slip away and investigate what was to be his new radio tower at the Hazbin Hotel, he did. Upon entering it; he found the addition to the hotel very much to his liking as well as something…surprising.

His cane was there; fully intact and thrumming with a higher frequency of power than it had had even before it’s destruction. The eye within the microphone of it ebbed and waned in a soft green glow.

Interesting…

Alastor approached it slowly; eyes shifting and ears rotating as he went to the nearly re-furbished control panel where it laid. Picking it up; he examined the staff briefly before the green glow in the eye flashed brighter and a cacophony of radio static erupted from its top.

Alastor’s ears flattened at the terrible sound before it crackled out into something less piercing; turning into something duller like what one might hear from an old cassette tape or a walkie-talkie.

“I’m happy to know that you are still alive…Alastor.”

Alastor’s ears shot up at the feminine voice filtering through the static of his cane. He felt the collar to his leash tighten around his neck; a chill creeping down his spine.

“It would have been…disappointing, to lose you to someone like Adam…and so soon.”  

It was a recording.

“We’ve come so much closer…you’ve done well. I assume your having not contacted me, since first we met, means that you are still committed to our cause. I know that I still am.”

One of Alastor’s long ears slowly rotated; listening intently to the audio.

“Take it as a sign of encouragement that I have mended your conduit to my power; imbuing it with more…should you need or want it.”

“After all…there is no rest for the wicked…and there’s much to do yet.”

A muffled lilting laugh, then: “Tell the King, I wish him well…”

The audio cut out with a click and the green glow surrounding his staff faded away. Still; Alastor stared at it, loosely held there in his hand….remembering…

He was in a place surrounded in darkness, but there were tendrils…tentacles of something there with him in the dark…winding and coiling around him…pulling him further into the blackness of the shadows and tightening around every part of him they could reach. Each twisting and boneless limb immitted a soft green glow; bolts of bright green energy thrumming from their surface and rippling from base to tip.

His wide red eyes stared unseeingly into the black; his smile stretched taut across his face.

Alastor was trying to stay calm…trying to stave off the rush of rising panic that was threatening to burst past his carefully maintained persona and overwhelm him. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t summon any amount of his power, and he couldn’t shift form.

He was in the presence of something unfathomably sinister and he knew not what it wanted of him.

“At last…we finally meet…Radio Demon.”

A tinkling voice lilted to him – everywhere – from the dark. The sound of it sent ice through his veins.

“I have meant to find you for some time…my apologies…for rudely pulling you through one of my cracks.” The tendrils tightened around him.

He had found the crack, twisting its way in a lesser-known part of Hell…immediately recognizing it for what it was. His curiosity had gotten the better of him, he had gotten too close, and he hadn’t seen the tendril sliding out and reaching for him…before it was too late.

Alastor swallowed; thinking it best that he say something.

“A pleasure…quite a pleasure, I believe…though���I’m much more accustomed to participating in introductions face-to-face.”

A tinkling and eerie laugh then, “You do not like my smile, Alastor? Surely you of all people know the value of hiding behind a mask…” 

The tentacles surrounding him wriggled and slithered against him with more urgency, emphasizing this to him.

“But, you do know who I am…don’t you.”

When he had nothing as a reply she only laughed again.

 “Oh…how you entertain me, Radio Demon…dealmaker…I wonder…might you humor me? Consider my offer?”

Alastor ears straightened at that, and his body stiffened.

“I imagine that I am left with not much choice.” He shifted; squirmed as the tendrils encircling him continued their windings all around him.

“But, you are…I hold you in very high respects, Alastor…you seem one who is very clever…very capable…refuse or accept my offer; it will make no matter. Your life in death will not be forfeit.”

“That certainly piques some interest, then.”

 She laughed.

“Since my awakening in Eden, I have sought entrance into all realms…one still evades me. I have many and more cracks…seeking a path to what I have not yet found…perhaps someone who is…capable…might be of some use to me?”  

“You wish for me to help you to establish your roots into Heaven.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes…you would have access to a…significant…amount of my power…my abilities. You would use these,” The tendrils moved and shocks of green flowed brighter along their lengths. “They have…many uses….some of interest to you being that: they can create cracks, tear holes into other existing realms…drag holy souls from on-high, even to the depths of Hell.”

Alastor’s eyes widened; hearing her voice the deepest desire he held well hidden…in his dead heart.

“How…!?”

“My power, Alastor…is incomprehensible.”

“What is the cost?”

“You, of course, already know the answer.” He did. “But, first…consider my terms.”

“I am listening…”

“You will pay your price and receive my power. If I find what I am looking for…be it through you or some other means…your payment will be restored to you, you will keep whatever power I have lent to you, and you will be free to drag whom-so-ever you wish to whatever realm you so choose. If…at any time…you decide you no longer wish to continue with this…transaction…you may contact me. I will take back my power and you may have back what is yours…never the worse for your…consideration.”

“You flatter me, truly…however…a good dealmaker knows when a deal is too good to be true.”

“Yes…” She allowed. “But, too…are the deals that are much too tempting…to resist.”

Alastor flicked his ears at the memory; lowering the cane and looking vaguely around the new station. He thought about the deal he had made…his deal made with Roo.

Everything she had promised – so far – she had gave him. He had spent a good deal of time exploring the power…the abilities…she had lent him: tearing through realms and forming cracks into others. Time did different things when you traveled like this, though… 7 years passed in Hell before he slipped through the crack into where he was discovered by Lucifer and Lilith – conducting their own nefarious business in a realm between Heaven and Hell.

Roo had warned Alastor that this may happen…that he might find others with a similar goal in mind…

“You might be wise to avoid them finding you…or…you might find that joining them might be beneficial…to us…in some way. I will leave that for you…to decide.”

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[allastoredeer]

Hola deer I was wondering what are your thoughts of who might have Al on a leash…I know many people are speculating it to be Lilith, but I feel like There is no way Al had a whole breakdown song just for being Lilith lackeys. True it might be that he just wants his power back, but the idea of Lilith requesting Al to keep an eye on the hotel it’s not that bad per se. The way he reacted when Husk mentioned his leash, that was the face of a man who is terrified to lose control and making a deal with Charlie was his last remedy.

The man is desperate and I can’t stop thinking about the fact the he was already so powerful when he come to hell, And unless he met someone who had a lot of knowledge on the place before dying, I doubt he would have got the title of overlord that quickly. Someone must have helped him right?! Same with Lilith. As the story goes she became so very powerful when she feel in hell, but how? Do u just know what your power are and how to use them when u die? Lilith was the first of her kind to get down there, there was no one she could have taken inspiration from. And what about Al’s shadow? I mean what shadows have in correlation with a deer man with a microphone? To me it would make much more sense if when Al was alive, he got in contact with someone very powerful from hell and made the naive mistake to trust it. He sold his soul and he got shadows to help him through his murders, then Upon dying, he made a second mistake and momentarily forgot about his leash, going around and killing Overlords for his own entertainment, until he was called back to fulfill his end of the bargain.

My speculation is that root must have his soul and maybe even Lilith’s soul, or at least some kinda of deal with her, that got her to be the queen she is remembered as. Heaven is the only place where root eyes are not visible, and it might explain why Lilith disappeared for 7 years in the angel land , same as Al. Maybe Lilith helped Al in exchange of him taking care of his daughter for her or something, and while they were together Lilith might have accidentally influenced Al’s opinion on the king of hell as well, causing the man to hate him at first sight lol

Just imagining Lilith ranting about his ex husband to Alastor, like Charlie did about Vaggie, when they were going to cannibalism town it’s so funny to me.

I like the idea that She's just Luci's long-suffering wine mom friend who is amicably divorced from him and ends up gaining a second man child once Luci and Al get together. I think her being the villain it’s just too cliche and I feel like it would be so much better if she actually start bickering with Lucy, angry talking like two feral cats lol

But let me know what you think😆

I get why a lot of people are speculating that Lilith has Alastor on a leash, and I wouldn't be surprised (or upset) if she does, but I really think it's Roo.

Or, at least, I want it to be her so badly.

I agree that I don't think Alastor would have a mental breakdown over being Lilith's lackey. Honestly, I don't agree with whole idea/concept that Lilith is even the bad guy. Like, I won't be mad if she is, because I love corrupt or morally grey female characters, but I think there is so much more going on them meets the eye.

A lot of people saw that 5 second glimpse of her onscreen during the season finale and kind of just assumed she ditched Hell and her family to live it up in Heaven, but I just...that makes absolutely no sense to me, especially given how she's been depicted in the background during the show. Given what little we know about Lilith, I just cannot see her leaving Lucifer, Charlie, and her entire domain to go fuck around in Heaven, whom I imagine she wouldn't have a very good relationship with, anyway.

And yes! I also massively agree about Alastor getting his power from some kind of source. It was specifically stated that he was toppling Overlords and gaining power faster than anyone ever has before, and from what we can deduce from the show, Alastor has the power to actually kill sinners - which isn't supposed to be possible. The only way sinners are supposed to die is with angelic weaponry.

Not only that, it also hasn't been hinted or implied that anyone else has been able to rip apart souls like he does. As far as we've seen from the other Overlords, the most you can do is own someone's soul.

So we have Alastor over here rising to the top of the food chain almost over night, gaining power at a rapid pace, with abilities that no one else seems to have. Yeah, I 100% believe he made a deal with someone when he first came into Hell, and I think that person was Roo.

I mean, what motive would Lilith have for making a deal with this random sinner who just entered Hell? Out of the hundreds (if not thousands) of sinners who have to be arriving in Hell by the day? What would she have to gain by doing that? What could Alastor possibly offer her that she, the Queen of Hell, can't do herself?

But Roo? She's the Root of all Evil. She doesn't need a reason. She can be evil for the sake of being evil. I can see her picking a random, wide-eyed, recently deceased sinner and giving them the deal of a lifetime - one that she can cash in on later.

And even if it wasn't random, I can see her looking for a lackey to give power to, to then use as a pawn farther down the road. I can see her being cunning and careful with who she picks, and I 100% believe she would see Alastor's insecure ass and know that guy would do anything to get power (the faster the better), especially if he only just died and didn't yet understand the full scale and structure of Hell, and how serious those kinds of deals are.

(And I can also see Alastor making a deal with Roo when he was alive and then suffering the consequences of it when he died. That's be super cool.)

As for why, well, Roo obviously doesn't have much sway in Hell, despite being the Root of all Evil, because we don't see or hear about her at all throughout the show. If she had power over any of the 7 Rings, we would've seen it or heard about it. In fact, she's only been alluded to once, and that was in the first episode, during the opening sequence of Charlie explaining Hell's origin story.

Still, Roo has to interact with Hell in some way, considering she's the personification of evil and this is THE place for wickedness and corruption. I just don't think she has power or dominion there. At least, not yet ;)

I think she's been cooking up a scheme for a while and what we're seeing in season 1 is her slowly putting the game pieces into place. I think she has Alastor on a leash (that she's had him on a leash for a while but she's only just now using it), and I think she's also the reason Lilith is in Heaven.

I mean, when you think about it, of course she would want Lilith out of the picture if she's trying to make a power grab in Hell. Lilith was the one running the place. She thrived in Hell. She empowered it. So getting her out of the picture makes perfect sense, and who would even think to look for Lilith in Heaven? The very last place you'd expect her to be?

I don't know, the whole idea that Lilith is just a big bad evil women who doesn't care about her family and hates Hell and wants nothing to do with either of them just...it doesn't sit right. It doesn't make sense.

I do think that Lilith and Alastor have met each other in some way, though. The both of them disappearing for 7 years, at the same time, is too much of a coincidence (I want her and Alastor to be besties :3) and I just KNOW that there is more to Lucifer and Lilith's divorce than people give it credit for. I want those juicy details. I want a full blown argument between them so we can get that tea.

But if Lilith does end up being one of our antagonists in season 2, I won't be upset, cuz like I said, give me those morally corrupt women. They'll be loved and appreciated here.

Still, my gut says its Roo. And even if Roo isn't directly holding Alastor's leash, I think she's involved in some way and that she's going to be coming into play eventually. She seems like the type who would manipulate things from the shadows, using people as pawns, and playing a game that no one else even realizes they're playing. I want her to be a psychotic little mastermind trash lady.

I neeeeeeed it.

[snailik]

Sketch of Roo

[iivantablackii]

Evermore

Chapter 2 - Always

Adam x Eve Story (Hazbin Hotel)

A/N: It took me a while to write this since it's finals and I've been trying to lock in. I've had little motivation to physically write something rather than just idea toss thanks to school killing the artist in me and overall just being a little overworked and overstressed with life. I will be uploading this to AO3 and Wattpad in due time I'm just terrified I will get hit with the fanfic writer tragedy phenomena

Stirring awake, Eve was very persistent in trying to wake the first man, Adam’s irritation came out as a tired groan as he turned away from her. At first, she was gentle, lightly pushing at his side to try and wake him, but unfortunately, the first man seemed to be a heavy sleeper. So she tried to shove him with just a bit more force, but when that also didn’t work it slowly spiraled into the woman just violently shaking him by his shoulders while calling out his name over and over again. 

Putting his hand over his face, his voice set deeper in his chest than usual when he spoke, his annoyance evident in his words,  “Eve- it’s still dark outside, why are you even up?”

“We have to hurry or we’ll miss it-!!” Eve moved from her kneeling position, standing amongst the soft grass they were sleeping by at the man who was still laid out on the floor. He was faced away from her, which only made her snatch his arm and try to drag him herself, but she barely moved him since Adam was almost comically larger than her. Pulling too hard she huffs and plops back on the ground next to him.

Adam’s eyes opened, he couldn’t help but let out a snort when he saw how she was pouting next to him, he knew trying to fall back asleep would be useless, pushing himself to sit up he gave her a look, silently asking her to explain herself.

“The sun is about to wake up!” She was quick to hold onto either side of his face, bringing him close to hers so he had no choice but to stare directly into her eyes as she began to speak of pure nonsense, “We have to go find it now!!!”

He was just lost as he thought about what she said, staring into her eyes with disbelief. With his face held somewhat tightly in her hands, his words were slightly muffled, “You mean the sun is going to rise?”

She nodded vigorously, letting his face go all he could do was sigh in annoyance, before forcing himself to stand. He had known Eve for a short period, but she’d already proven that it was hard to say no to her. And even harder to stay mad at her. Reaching his hand out to help her up, Eve let out a squeal of excitement as she took his hand. 

Quickly rushing him to follow her, she dragged him to the tree line. Passing by many different animals, where the dirt under his feet slowly transitioned into the sand, she brought him closer to the waters from the previous days. Beginning to slow down, she hadn’t let go of his hand, eagerly bringing him closer to the edge of the water.

Sitting down on the ground with her, he took another look around at the familiar landscape, it was the same lake he had brought her to just days before. It was hard to recognize the path, as the night sky was cloaking all familiar landmarks that would have made him realize where the woman was bringing him. But now the sky had switched from inky skies to a dark azure, his gaze suddenly being lost at the line where the waters met the sky.

Ever since Eve was made, there were rare moments when either of them was away from the other. They played for hours, exploring the gardens and vast amounts of land together, the feeling of solitude slowly becoming foreign to him. Two souls playing in a world created truly just for them. But doubts still existed in the cracks of Adam’s mind. But he couldn’t help but wonder why she was so much different than the other woman, he almost forgot about her, Lilith. 

Independent, stubborn, and ran away with another being, Adam almost felt bad about how he called into question Eve’s actions at times. He wasn’t good with words, he wouldn’t know how to ask, it seemed every time he did try to speak about how he felt he always stubbled on his words. Choking out something brash and coming off harsher than he ever meant to be, it was shameful truly. The poison from his previous companion made him skeptical of Eve, even if it was unfair of him to compare his mind sometimes wandering back to the lonely man he was before heaven made him someone new to spend his time with.

So caught up in his thoughts, that he hardly noticed how the sky was lighting up, only realizing it when the sun began to peak enough to highlight the woman beside him. Turned to face her, her rich dark skin slowly being highlighted into a soft pink, the sky turning a symphony of shades. Violets, golds, and only for this moment, a rosy hue dominated the clouds- the same color that melted his doubts, and for the first time he didn’t have to think about his words to say something kind,

“Right now, the heavens look like your eyes…”

Eve brought her gaze to him, her face feeling as if it were warming up at the comment, the corners of her lips softly tugging upwards as his words began to settle. She did have the most radiant smile, tilting her head up at Adam as she spoke,

“Maybe only for this moment, you always hold heavens in your eyes, Adam.”

Adam’s face slowly turned red, looking down at their hands, his onto of hers, his grip became more firm as he smiled down at them. Eve watched him with nothing but admiration in her eyes, moving closer to him, she moved his hand into her lap, incasing his larger hands in her own, treating his hand as if it were made of glass. She leaned her side against him as she too took a moment to gaze at their jointed hands before she moved so her cheek was leaning against his arm. 

Their eyes met again, and Adam could feel as if something was trying to escape his chest, it was a fluttering feeling that left him with a warm feeling. He never knew a smile like hers could exist, that someone could look at him like he was the most wonderful thing he was the most wonderful thing to grace this world. 

Turning back to the sunrise, its light gleaming against the clear waters, they were met with two creatures that were not originally there. Two swans, craned their necks as they nuzzled their heads against one another. Floating in the water, they spun slowly and danced with one another, two creatures made to fly settled just for a moment to enjoy the warmth of one another. The two humans just watched with curiosity,

“Such curious little creatures…do you ever wonder if we would be able to fly together like those two?” Eve spoke, not looking at Adam but clearly, she was speaking of him. Who else would she want to fly with other than him?

Adam laughed a little, watching as the birds continued to move in sync with one another as the sun continued to rise behind them, “Wouldn’t we need wings for that though?”

“Then we shall grow them!” Eve turned to gaze up at him, a soft breeze brushing through his brown locks softly, she could not help but wonder what his hair would look like if the winds combed through them if they glided in the air, “Why should we not learn to soar through the skies together?”

“That’s quite the lofty dream of yours.” Though he couldn’t help but feel immense joy to know if there was anyone she wanted to fly with the most, it would be him.

“Perhaps it is.” For a moment he believed she would leave it at that, but he should have known better. Letting go of his hand, her warmth left his side, as she moved to stand in front of him, something new shining brightly in her eyes as she looked down at him with determination in her smile.

Adam looked at her with wide eyes, watching as she reached a hand out to him, excitement lacing her features as she wished for him to take her hand once more, “How about we start off small then? Let us learn to dance before we take off into flight.”

Adam couldn’t help but laugh a little, but took her hand anyway, “You’re stupid…”

And yet he let her lead him into the waters, they allowed their legs to slowly be engulfed by the lake, it reaching their knees before the two could go any deeper. Facing each other, they did not know what to do other than get lost in another for a moment. Eve was the first to turn away, looking to the swans that continued to dance farther away from them, turning back to Adam she held her hand up flatly. Starting at her hand, if she pushed it forward she would be laying her palm against his chest, but she waited. Putting his hand up, he slowly brought his hand against hers.

It was only now did he noticed how much smaller her hand seemed to be, how the palms of her hands seemed shades lighter than her deeply colored skin, and he watched as her hand slowly slid up against his- and her fingers intertwining in between his own. And for a moment, he just watched before he began to relax his fingers with hers as well, their hands perfectly crafted to fit with one another. 

Bringing up her other hand, she placed it airly against his chest, the feeling of his heartbeat softly under her fingers, he brought his free hand to gently hold her waist. The action pulled them closer together, Eve did not hesitate to place her head down against his chest, shutting her eyes softly.

They began to move, waltzing slowly in the water, with the sun rising behind their figures, in this moment everything was even more than perfect, it was just meant to be. And of all the sights in this garden, he only looked at her. The first step to heaven was to learn to dance with one another.

No one would ever claim Adam to be an observant man, he wasn’t stupid but he didn’t notice the little things. And yet, he noticed how her lashes fluttered ever so slightly against the faint breeze, the way when they danced the light shifted against her hair, and how her heartbeat seemed to be so much steadier than his own. 

It was all just perfect- until a strange sound pierced through the air.

Eve’s eyes opened in surprise, lifting her head she stayed in place as he still held onto her, and then the dancing stopped. Slowly, the two humans turned to the source, and a small ball of yellow floated close to them, the sound of another quack coming from the duckling as it looked up at the two. 

The man watched slightly irked at the small bird that interrupted such a beautiful moment, Eve’s eyes widened in curiosity, as she tilted her head at the creature. It dived its small head into the water for a moment, before coming back up to the surface as it attempted to clean itself, the rustling of its feathers as it shook itself dry causing water to splash onto the first man-

“Why you little-” Adam huffed, moved his leg he kicked at the water, creating a small splash at the small duck, that seemed to almost squeal at the small attack. The duckling was fine, it was just slightly pushed back by the miniature wave made by the man.

There was a dramatic gasp from beside Adam, Eve with her jaw slightly dropped as she looked at the way the first man was so quick to push away the small defenseless bird, she pulled away from him and went to the small duckling that seemed to swim its little legs desperately to the woman. Her hips were now deep into the water as she bent down to cup her hands underneath the creature, holding them up to her face. She looked sad momentarily before she turned to the first man with a pout.

“How dare that big awful man try to attack you like this-” The duck made a sad honk noise in response, and that’s when a mischievous look came over her features- a look Adam grew familiar with, despite what always came after she gave him this look he grew to slowly adore it. “How about you say we get back at him?”

“Wait what-”

A slash of water was quickly shot his way, some even getting on his face, he was quick to try and wipe it off with a huff. His face was slightly flushed, and his eyebrows were furrowed in frustration but the smirk on his face made his intentions clear. Adam was not about to just let her get away with her attack.

Putting his hands together, he pushed a wave of water over to the woman as she let out a high-pitched squeal, holding the small duck above her head as she was practically slapped across the face with water. Her face now dripping wet, her eyes were shut and her cheeks puffed out, she comically blinked her eyes quickly open before she spat out the water that found its way into her mouth. Adam couldn’t help but laugh loudly at how strange she looked in that moment, and she laughed softly along with him, placing the duck on top of her head, the creature happily nuzzled into its spot.

“Oh it is so on-”

And they played for what seemed like forever, what was once a beautiful scene of two learning to sway together, devolved into a splash fight. Adam was good at creating big waves to try and knock down the woman who kept making a fist in the water to shoot water directly at his face between her palm and fingers, and the duck quaking from atop Eve’s head. 

“Adam! You keep getting water in my hair- careful of the duck!!”

“That’s what that stupid bird gets-”

“Be nice to him he’s just a little guy!”

Through their bickering, they couldn’t help but laugh, any threat or insult was empty as the two splashed about. Eventually, they grew out of breath, the two began to snicker as they pulled themselves out of the water, Adam watching as his companion lagged behind. Turning around he watched her bend down closer to the surface of the lake surface, the small tuff of yellow that she was protecting the whole time left her hands as she gently let it down. It seemed to say its goodbyes to her as Eve giggled and gave a small wave to the duck, letting it swim away as she turned back to Adam.

“Your hair looks so strange, it’s much more flattened all wet.” He couldn’t help but tease, but he did like how her hair seemed to shine more when it was soaked. 

Her normally beautiful big curls muted to waves at how much water was being held in them. Eve huffed in minor annoyance, grabbing onto her long hair, she began to ring out the water, Adam walked closer to help her pull her long hair out of the water, “Maybe you should cut it?”

“No! I love how long and pretty my hair is!” He liked how long her hair was as well, it added an ethereal air to her, but he also was logical enough to call out how impractical it was to constantly be waving around by her calves. Sitting back on the sand, her feet still partly in the water in front of her, she sighed at how heavy her head felt with her hair still mostly soaked, “But…you may be right, it might get in the way…”

Eve seemed to go deep into thought as she continued to try and dry her hair, with Adam beginning to sit beside her, helping her dry her hair. As he watched the water drip and fall from her hair, his face began to lighten up as he curiously began to play with her locks that began to curl once more, “I think, I have an idea on how to fix your problem-”

The man began to move to sit behind her as to sitting beside her before, when she began to turn over her shoulder, Adam huffed and lightly put his hand at the top of her head, turning her so she had to face forward.

“Just keep staring at the water, or else this might not look the way I imagine…”

Eve silently obliged, Adam behind her started at the crown of her head and began to cross sections of her hair over themselves, he would swear under his breath at first trying to find a way to get it right while the lady whose hair he was trying to do was attempting to stifle her giggling with little to no luck. 

But eventually, he got into the groove, so focused he almost didn’t notice the soft humming coming from Eve in front of him, his frustrated muttering ceased. His motions became more fluid, his shoulders less tense, just continuing to brush his hands gently through her hair, at some points even just twirling small sections in between her fingers. There was no purpose to the last thing, he just enjoyed it and his attentiveness to her hair seemed to make the woman relax.

Once he was almost at the very end of her hair, he twirled the ends of it into a loop, tying her hair onto itself, for a moment he observed his work, but not before Eve had stopped her melody to face him.

“Is my hair ready yet?”

Eve had turned around, curiously tilting her head at Adam, and his face heated up. With her hair more out of the way, he got to look at her face more, the angels truly took their time making her. Her features were so delicate and gentle, that each small mark on her skin looked meticulously placed for him to admire. And her eyes, seemed to glow softly even when she faced away from the sun, the slightest hint of blue in her iris as her eyes caught the color of his own. 

“How about you see for yourself?” Adam gestured to the lake, letting the woman take a look at herself in the water. Gasping, he did not fail to notice the was her eyes somehow lightened up even more at the sight of her reflection, a beautiful smile stretched wildly across her face as she looked at him with so much admiration.

“It looks amazing!” Eve said, in disbelief before standing at her feet. Taking a moment to do a small spin and feeling the way it felt much more manageable to move around, it was not as if it was unmanageable before, but with how much she and Adam ran around, her hair tended to act somewhat wildly. So this elegant new hairdo helped immensely, she would have to ask him to teach her how to make it so she could begin doing it for herself.

Adam felt his chest swell with pride, a cocky smirk spreading on his face. He stood tall again, crossing his arms over his chest as he spoke proudly, “Uh duh, I am THE man after all…I call this, a braid.”

“I…I love it.” Eve moved her braid over her shoulder, it was thick thanks to how long her hair was, admiring it she looked back at herself in the water for a moment with a fond smile, “You made me look beautiful…”

“You were always this beautiful.” Adam could not hold back that comment, quick to argue against even at the slightest hint of an insult or disservice to her beauty.

Eve couldn’t help but laugh a bit, embarrassed but also happy by the way he sounded so assured in what he said, “I am always beautiful?”

“Always, Eve.”

[theadhdgoblin]

[starryeyeddreamer21]

The Eve is Roo theory except no one actually knows there the same person but it's still a popular conspiracy theory so she just kinda fucks with everyone

"What do you have to say about the rumors that you and Roo are the same person"

Eve, who has nothing better to do then go along with the bit: um??? That would be really weird??? Cause we've literally kissed before???

[here-lie-the-sinners-au]

The original fic was kind of split into three parts.

Spoilers ahead if you haven't read Here Lie the Sinners.

Part 1 being the whole Heaven killing Hell thing from the show - ending with Angel, Adam and Sir Pentious "dying".

Part 2 being all about Roo, everyone having kids lol, and Alastor discovering the truth about his parentage and power.

Part 3's antagonist being Marilyn - she's my OC, basically God's antithesis, so she's Lucifer's aunt. If God is the "Light", Marilyn is the Darkness. Roo is one of her puppets and she wants the power of a nephalem (aka Alastor) to restart the universe in her image.

This is the song that comes into mind when I think of Marilyn