Indie Adam rp/ask blog from Hazbin hotel.
Adam is no longer the head of the exorcists
Living in heaven and chillin in hell.
Canon Divergent Adam
18+ only, Mun is 38.
NSFW at times.
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@bloodied-divinity
Indie Adam rp/ask blog from Hazbin hotel.
Adam is no longer the head of the exorcists
Living in heaven and chillin in hell.
Canon Divergent Adam
18+ only, Mun is 38.
NSFW at times.
Rules || Profile
"What's it like to be brought down low?/ Finally getting judged/Damn your unworthy soul, I hope the guilt and misery swallows you whole/ And you spend centuries trying to crawl out of this hole.
Though I know you'll play the victim, turn truth into fiction. I hope you burn in Hellfire/Because of your hatered
I hope you burn, burn, burn
In the Hell you've created
Ground stained with the the blood of our slaughtered sons/Dark night, morning never comes/Our daughters nothing but bones/I hope that the guilt never leaves you alone
I hope you burn in Hellfire/I'm glad I get to watch you burn, burn, burn/Like a log on the pyre/Your ego deflated/Watching you burn, burn, burn
In the Hell you created
Can't swallow your pride so you try to hide/ Won't face your faults your neglect/ You're entirely out of your depth/ I made the biggest mistake; I'm doing what I can to pay my debts/ Hoping for the day I can breathe my final breath/ Till then I'll drag you back to Hell where your demon's rest/ I'm not your son I'm the man that's left.
I hope you burn hellfire/ And I'm elated watching you burn burn burn/ Flames around you growing hotter and higher as you burn burn burn
In a hell you created"
(Written by Cain upon learning that Adam is now a sinner.)
"Damn tell me how you really feel Cain." Crosses his arms across his chest and listens to him.
[TXT] She doesn't listen to me anymore. Shes under Abels command. We hang together sometimes.
Just because she's not under your command doesn't mean she doesn't listen to you. I'm sure she'd listen to you if you gave her the chance.
[TXT] The moment i brought your name into she might kill you... or me... or just destroy her phone.
Abel keeps her on a tight leash lately.
👀 + I just want you bend me over show me who i belong too.... Goes back to chopping the veggies the way Alastor had taught him.
send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.
And freeze. Pause. Rewind.
WHAT?
However...
Slowly, the stag would lean down, hot breath against the back of the angel's neck. The Overlord might be dominant outside of the bedroom, but not in it. But he had other ways he could show dominance. Other ways to ensure that people knew exactly who Adam belonged to.
"I will give you my teeth. I will sink them so deep into your flesh that it will scar. I will reopen the wound from time to time, to ensure that a permanent mark is left on you. Be careful with what wishes you send out, darling~"
Adam blushed a bright red and stopped mid-chop, feeling Alastor against his back and his hot breath against his neck. Swallowing the lump in his throat as he tried to stay calm. Maybe he shouldn't be so loud with his thoughts.
Leaning his head slightly to the side and putting down the knife he held in his hand. Palms on the counter in front of him as he kept looking ahead. "Are you sure that is what you want to do?" His knees felt a bit weak. Adam had promised that Alastor that he would only be his and he had kept to his word. Having not strayed from him. "I want all of hell to know who i belong too, i care for you... dare say love you Alastor."
"Hey there my handsome deer. I brought some meat home. I think it's beef.... i hope it's beef and the veggies you asked for. I think the store is getting used to me coming by now. At least they aren't kicking me out anymore. I can actually be fucking useful." Adam carefully snuggled Alastor before letting him go. His wings fluffing up a bit before laying back down in place. "It's cool you celebrate pride here in hell too." He was actually more relaxed here with Al then he had been in Heaven.
Alastor was getting quite used to Adam coming around, really. They often chose to have dinner together, using the kitchenette in his downtown studio to do so. And if they desired a more private setting, the stag usually opened a portal to his private property. He hadn't yet given Adam instructions on how to get there on his own, but then again, there had not been a reason to just yet.
Crimson orbs looked over the ingredients, a low, satisfied hum escaping him.
"Bien~ We should be able to produce a good gumbo with this." He spoke, straightening up some. It was still odd to him that he was taller than the angel, but whenever Adam ever wore those boots of his, the roles would switch.
"They know who you are bound to now. I am possibly the last demon in Hell they desire a quarrel with~ And yes, the month of pride, even if it is a newer invention, took root here quite easily. Then again, we should have shed such mortal notions of discrimination a long time ago. I know I have."
Adams wings fluffed up again. "Hell yeah, that sounds so good. I had a hamburger for lunch but i have been waiting for dinner." His stomach started to grumble slightly. Adam was more than happy to stay here in hell close to Alastor. There...were feelings. Far beyond the agreement they had made. He had been staying close to Al for a while now. Not minding sleeping in his radio studio or a couch. Less and less trips back to Heaven. If he were to fall at this point he would be more then happy about it. "A dangerous demon and a violent angel? What a fucking team we make." Chuckles a bit. "It's Nice to have pride down here and I agree but some sinners just never shed that discrimination."
Grins and wraps his arms around Alastor from behind. Kissing his neck softly and curling his wings around them. "Happy Pride."
Cue a horribly surprised squeak leaving the stag as a pair of strong arms, followed by golden feathers enveloped him. That kiss against his pale skin sent a soft, delightful shiver through his body, that smile of his instantly softening.
He couldn't quite help it, really.
"Why, bonjour, my little bird~" He'd coo, glancing over his shoulder some. Yes, well, he supposed that he had a reason to participate in pride this time around. As odd as it was.
"Happy pride to you as well, darling~"
"Hey there my handsome deer. I brought some meat home. I think it's beef.... i hope it's beef and the veggies you asked for. I think the store is getting used to me coming by now. At least they aren't kicking me out anymore. I can actually be fucking useful." Adam carefully snuggled Alastor before letting him go. His wings fluffing up a bit before laying back down in place. "It's cool you celebrate pride here in hell too." He was actually more relaxed here with Al then he had been in Heaven.
"Fuck no! Sera been trying to get me to talk to Charlie. I dont need therapy. You do."
✧ - " Fuck off, I do not want to talk to Charlie either. I have more important shit to do than talk to miss can't mind her business. "
Groans a bit. "Fuck you......" Adam couldn't think of a real reason Vox should go..... plus he didnt want to either. Opening his mouth to say something..... but slowly closing it. "Therapy is stupid."
@bloodied-divinity continued
Lute's eye just twitches. This was a lot to process. A flood of emotions, mostly boiling rage. It welled up to the point of exploding. Her whole body was just quivering. She steps forward and wordlessly clocks him as hard as she could. Everything just exploding at once.
"I'M OUGHTTA SHEAR THAT THIN FILM OF SLIME YOU CALL A SKIN FROM YER SPINDLY HUSK AND MAKE A FUCKING RAINCOAT OUT OF IT! YOU GREASE STAINED SON OF A BITCH!!" After this outburst she just finds a corner nearby and just sits in a fetal position. Processing
That was not something he expected when she clocked him. The hit mad him wince a rub his head...too bad he wasnt allowed his helmet anymore.
"OUCH, fuck, Lute!" Rubbing where he had been hit. Feeling a knot starting to form.
"Sera wouldnt let me say anything!" From the hit and jostling his shirt would start to show a bit of gold blood seeping through.
@bloodied-divinity replied: "Well you better start soon since you are already dead… and you can't go to therapy if your double dead."
✧ - " You first, you definitely need it more than me. "
"Fuck no! Sera been trying to get me to talk to Charlie. I dont need therapy. You do."
"Wait ... you can't be real." Was she seeing things again?
"No no no no! Not this again." (Let me know if this is alright. Could be an alternate reality type deal)
"But i am. Calm your tits danger tits. Since Sera decided that i could heal on my own. I thought i would chill in hell since most of Heaven thinks i'm dead." Spread his wings wide and puts his hands up not feeling like getting stabbed again if Lute lost it.
@pinklocksoflove
Send a ❤ and my Muse will confess one thing they find attractive about yours.
Specify for MultiMuses!
☾ intimacy action prompts.
some prompts exploring the affectionate side of lust. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.
[mwah.] sender kisses receiver slowly, keeping their mouths joined even while moving inside them.
[stroke.] sender gently runs their hands through receiver's hair during sex.
[nestle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck, planting kisses against it mid-fuck.
[safety.] sender and receiver experiment together as friends.
[held.] sender intertwines their fingers with receivers while having sex.
[steady.] sender holds receiver's trembling hands down gently against the sheets.
[comfort.] sender makes love to receiver after a rough day.
[borrow.] sender wears receiver's shirt/sweater while they have sex.
[confession.] sender murmurs "i love you" against receiver's skin.
[tease.] sender peppers kisses at receiver's stomach before dipping lower.
[worship.] sender worships receiver's body / chest / thighs / arms / back with touch, kisses, and praise.
[tender.] sender gently traces their fingers along receiver's scars.
[guide.] sender moves receiver's hand where they need it most.
[check-in.] sender pauses every few thrusts to ensure receiver is handling things okay.
[grind.] sender ruts against receiver through their clothing.
[first.] sender, being more experienced, guides receiver through their first time.
[cup.] sender holds receiver's face in their hands and kisses them tenderly.
[hurried.] sender hikes receiver's clothing just far enough to push inside of them.
[savor.] sender deliberately slows their rhythm, intent on lasting as long as possible.
[vice.] sender holds receiver close while finishing inside of them.
[stay.] sender plays with receiver's hair while being cockwarmed by them.
[ TXT ] : this is all a big mistake.
Which part? Because I can think of a few things you might be talking about, so I need you to be a little more specific!
[TXT] She doesn't listen to me anymore. Shes under Abels command. We hang together sometimes.
✱˚。⋆ ↪ THE 𝐒TAGES OF 𝐈NTIMACY. a collection of various action prompts centered around the varying stages of intimacy. feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with this post if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts for non-con scenarios. )
SETTINGS.
[01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.
[02.] cramming into the backseat of a car together.
[03.] slipping into the lonesome alleyway behind the bar for "time alone".
[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing.
[05.] getting handsy under the table at a fancy dining establishment.
[06.] taking the long way home and pulling over on a dark stretch of road.
[07.] staying behind at the venue after everyone else has left.
[08.] the hotel room door barely clicks shut before hands are on them.
[09.] a tent in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear anything.
NEW TERRITORY.
[10.] finding yourself staring at their mouth and getting caught.
[11.] pulling back from a kiss to look at them, then immediately going back in.
[12.] memorizing the shape of them for the first time with your palms.
[13.] that exploratory first kiss, reserved and shy.
[14.] a gentle first kiss that morphs into intense want.
[15.] feeling the shape of their body through their clothes.
[16.] asking for permission to remove one of their garments.
[17.] finally succumbing to the thick tension & colliding feverishly.
[18.] fumbling with buttons or zippers because your hands won't stop shaking.
[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while.
HEATING UP.
[20.] pulling them into your lap in the midst of a heated kiss.
[21.] discovering that they're wearing [ GEAR / LINGERIE ] under their clothes.
[22.] kissing away from their lips, down the length of their neck.
[23.] desperately grinding on them through layers of clothing.
[24.] dirty talking directly into their ear to turn them on even further.
[25.] pushing them onto a piece of furniture before straddling them.
[26.] lifting them onto the countertop while making out.
[27.] tugging their hair to expose more of their throat to your mouth.
[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time.
[29.] fabric tearing because neither of you has the patience for buttons.
[30.] removing an obstacle of clothing with your teeth.
UNRAVELING.
[31.] biting down on their shoulder to muffle how good it feels.
[32.] the sound they make when you find the spot that undoes them.
[33.] begging without any trace of pride left and meaning every word.
[34.] their composure cracking for the first time, they finally stop holding back.
[35.] repeating "don't stop" like it's the only language left in their mouth.
[36.] leaving possessive marks in places only they'll see.
[37.] whispering "look at me" right before you take them apart.
[38.] trying to be quiet and failing, so they clamp a hand over your mouth.
[39.] flipping positions so fast neither of you remembers who initiated it.
[40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later.
[41.] being told to open your mouth and doing it before the sentence is finished.
[42.] having your hands pinned above your head.
[43.] the desperate scramble to get closer when there is no closer to get.
COMING DOWN.
[44.] fingers lazily tracing the marks they just left on your skin.
[45.] pulling the blanket over both of you without being asked.
[46.] that silent, dazed smile when they catch your eye across the pillow.
[47.] the shaky laugh when neither of you can remember where your shirt is.
[48.] going to get water and bringing a glass back for them without asking.
[49.] lying chest to chest, feeling their heartbeat slow back down against yours.
[50.] the quiet "hey" that means something completely different now.
[51.] "come here" said softly — not urgently. just wanting them close again.
[52.] the reluctant moment of untangling.
It’s Sinday! Send dirty anons for my muses to answer to!
TYPES OF BONDAGE. ( nsfw ! an assortment of ways to tie up a muse. add * to reverse the meme. feel free to adjust any of these to fit your muse or scenario and feel free add as much detail as you want ! )
[ KNEEL ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a kneeling position. [ TANGLED ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a suspended position. [ BOUND ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a face up / face down position on the bed. [ SHIBARI ] ― for sender to tie up receiver with shibari in a position of sender’s choice. [ NEON ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with neon / glow in the dark rope. [ SUBMIT ] ― for sender to tie receivers wrists / arms together with rope. [ DENY ] ― for sender to tie receivers wrists to the headboard with rope. [ ARREST ] ― for sender to handcuff receiver’s wrists behind their back. [ HEADBOARD ] ― for sender to handcuff receiver’s wrists to the headboard. [ BELT ] ― for sender to tie receiver’s wrists together with their belt. [ CUFFS ] ― for sender to tie receiver’s wrists behind their back with leather cuffs. [ LEATHER ] ― for sender to tie receiver’s wrists down to the bed with leather cuffs. [ EAGLE ] ― for sender to tie receiver down on the bed in a spread eagle position. [ COLLAR ] ― for sender to put a collar on receiver and tie the leash to something ( headboard / support beam / table leg / etc. ) [ FORMAL ] ― for sender to tie receiver’s wrists together with their tie. [ CHAIR ] ― for sender to tie receiver to a chair ( with rope / cuffs / handcuffs / etc ) [ SENSUAL ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with silk ties. [ GIFT ] ― for sender to tie receiver up with ribbon, like a gift. [ RESTRAIN ] ― for sender to bind receiver in any way they chose ( spare slot for you to write your own prompt )
Adam could be found sitting on the ledge of a tall building in hell. Strumming his guitar and just relaxing as he went through cords. Eyes closed as he let his fingers slide across the strings. There was just something relaxing about being able to play here.