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private & select sinner!Adam ask/rp blog. 21+ Mun 30+

[formerfavorite]

Private and Selective. Canon-Divergent Sinner!Adam

Penned by Reaver. Blog 21+, Mun 30+

*The original model Bitches! Not a symbol, not a self-insert, not here to fix your life. What I say and do is mine. Don’t confuse that with approval or morality. I remember how it happened. Doesn’t mean I tell it the same way every time. I’m open to AUs and alternate verses if they don’t completely butcher who I am. (This is a AU canon-divergent Sinner!Adam. Things will be somewhat ooc as he navigates his new existence.)

*Third person, semi to multi-para. One-liners are not cool bro! Match my effort and we won’t have a problem. (One-liners on the dash through banter is fine. But actual rps, please give me something to work with.)

*Seriously. You don’t get to decide what I think, feel, or do. I already lost enough control once. Not doing that again. (No godmod. Talk to me before acting on something heavy)

*I know you all want first man d*ck. Who doesn't? But I'm not jumping into anything right away. Been burned before. It's all about vibes. (Selective when it comes to ships. Adam is Bi with baggage. Open but Chemistry based shipping. With potential to have one main romance on dash.)

*No f*cking kids. Like ever man. This is Hell, not daycare. I'm not watching my mouth for you. There will be violence, bad decisions, and morally questionable shit. If you’ve got triggers, say so. I’ll tag. I’m not cruel on purpose. (This blog is 21+ and the mun is 30+ MDNI. Potential dark themes and mature content. Not limited to just nsfw. Triggering themes will be tagged and nsfw will be under the cut)

*Be decent. No drama, no callout bullshit, no entitlement. If something’s wrong, say it plainly or walk away. Don't be a bitch about it. Eternity didn’t make me efficient, just tired. Don’t rush me. (Replies will most likely be queued, while quick/rapid fire will be live. I have 2 speeds super fast or molasses there is no inbetween. Mun is actually super sweet, just don't be an asshole)

[formerfavorite]

[uniiicornsources-old]

Send 🍁 + any question you've been curious to know about my muse

Could be absolutely anything. Don’t be shy!

[formerfavorite]

"Okay bitches, I'm up but at what cost?"

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( put whatever you want here )

[formerfavorite]

“If I told you I missed you, would you blame the alcohol?”

He wanted to say something witty. Something so smoothe, she might melt like butter but he just looked at her. A faint lost puppy expression on his face for a pregnant pause. Red eyes blinked, "Wait what the fuck? You do? Since the hell when?"

[formerfavorite]

"Let's go bitches! Plenty of me to bite."

[glowcowboy]

can i be your significant bother

[formerfavorite]

Perhaps it was the liquid courage he had been consuming, or just the lingering arrogance that he held on by fraying threads... but he wasn't intimidated by the Sin twice his size. What's the worst that could happen? He dies a third time. "Oh so you like to watch? Kinky shit, I can dig it." The fallen gave a chuckle.

The keg of golden brew catching his attention. "What the Hell is that?"

[satan1c-panic]

💢 "Don't get mouthy with me, boy." Satan grins, taking a gulp of the golden liquid, which lit up his markings as it went down, creating that magma like pattern.

💢 "Oh, this? Beelzebub's own brew, from the GLUTTONY Ring. It's a little sweet, but it hits hard... Like a good MEAD, with the honey inside. You want a taste, FIRST MAN? Might fuck you up." He'll offer him to scoop some up with whatever empty glass Adam's got.

[formerfavorite]

Who was this Sin kidding? The first man not mouthy? Please...wasn't going to happen. Sinner or not, Adam was going to say whatever popped into his head. Perhaps God forgot the filter when he molded him from the dust? "Hey hey, don't get your panties in a twist. I respect the voyeur vibe. I'm a watch and join in kind of guy, but you do you." He chuckled downing of his glass of whatever hellish whiskey he had been drinking.

The rich golden brew filled his cup, as Satan scooped it in. It smelled sweet. Considering the source, he could vibe with it. "Fucked up yeah?" His brow rose, revealing a toothy grin. "Freaking sold! Heaven that shit was frowned on. Drinking to get wasted. Sera gave me flack. Me and Lute got blitzed one night after an extermination, brought back a case of whiskey. Hungover af the next morning. But worth it." He missed her. His ride or die but, right now the company wasn't so bad for a Sin...not that the fomer angel had room to be choosy about friends. Taking a big swig, he choked slightly. Strong didn’t begin to cover it. "Shit you weren't kidding!" He slapped Satan's arm excited.

[formerfavorite]

💢 “I didn’t plan on running into you here.”

Looking up from his...what was it fourth maybe fifth drink. "Whoa hey big guy! You slumming it with the sinners?"

[satan1c-panic]

💢 Satan gave out a laugh... the club was big enough for a man of his size, but he didn't feel like being center of attention. So for him, he's at a meager 20ft tall. Yknow. Like that's small.

💢 "There are times when I like to peek on those TEMPTED by their SINS, pulled into MY DOMAIN. One such as you, FIRST MAN."

💢 He orders an entire keg of beelzejuice. Going to drink from this like it's a pint!

[formerfavorite]

Perhaps it was the liquid courage he had been consuming, or just the lingering arrogance that he held on by fraying threads... but he wasn't intimidated by the Sin twice his size. What's the worst that could happen? He dies a third time. "Oh so you like to watch? Kinky shit, I can dig it." The fallen gave a chuckle.

The keg of golden brew catching his attention. "What the Hell is that?"

[in-character-memes]

Send ☑️🤍 and my muse will tick what they usually would welcome if it came from your muse, with no warning

bold options where 'usually' is 'almost always'

[ ] leaning against the shoulder

[ ] resting head on their shoulder

[ ] holding hands

[ ] holding hands in public

[ ] walking with arms linked

[ ] getting tickled

[ ] getting startled with a simple 'boo!'

[ ] getting pranked

[ ] a cheek kiss

[ ] a forehead/head kiss

[ ] a hand kiss

[ ] a kiss on the lips

[ ] getting briefly hugged as a greeting

[ ] getting hugged

[ ] getting hugged from behind

[ ] asked to hang out

[ ] asked out for an overnight trip

[ ] your muse resting their head on my muse's lap

[ ] your muse resting their feet on my muse's lap

[ ] getting picked up and carried around princess style

[ ] getting picked up and carried around like a sack of potatoes

[ ] getting laid on on a couch

[ ] napping together

[ ] add anything else you want to

[version with not sfw options here]

[designstrh]

A-Dayum

I just felt like doing something a little more dynamic today.

[formerfavorite]

"Fucking earned my fall. Did you see that shit? Bloodbath!"

[formerfavorite]

💢 “I didn’t plan on running into you here.”

Looking up from his...what was it fourth maybe fifth drink. "Whoa hey big guy! You slumming it with the sinners?"

[thunderousmemes]

𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 

(starters inspired by too many drinks, city lights, and the kind of honesty that only comes after midnight)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆

“You look like you could use another drink… or a bad decision.”

“Don’t tell me you came here alone.”

“I’m not drunk, I’m just—emotionally flexible right now.”

“One more round, and I might actually tell you what I’m thinking.”

“I didn’t plan on running into you here.”

“You’ve got that look—like you’re either about to confess something or start a fight.”

“You’re staring again. Should I take that as an invitation?”

“You ever think about how many bad ideas start with a shot glass?”

“You dance like you’re trying to forget something.”

“It’s way past decent hours—what are you still doing out?”

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓

“You can stop pretending you’re fine. Nobody believes it after their third drink.”

“I thought you didn’t drink anymore.”

“It’s funny—liquor makes you honest, but you still can’t say what you really want, can you?”

“You shouldn’t walk home alone. I’ll come with you.”

“You always talk like this when you’ve had too much.”

“You smell like smoke and regret. It suits you.”

“Let’s make a pact—we don’t talk about this in the morning.”

“You shouldn’t have kissed me. But I’m not asking you to stop.”

“You ever get drunk enough to think the world might love you back?”

“We’re both going to regret this tomorrow, aren’t we?”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? I’ll go first.”

“Tell me a truth—just one. The kind you’d never say sober.”

“You’re going to forget this conversation in the morning, right?”

“If I told you I missed you, would you blame the alcohol?”

“You keep drinking like you’re trying to forget something. Or someone.”

“I didn’t mean to call you. My hands just remembered your number.”

“Why are you crying? Don’t tell me it’s just the gin.”

“You said you don’t love me anymore, but you’re still here.”

“Do you ever wonder how we got this lost?”

“Sometimes, I think the night listens better than people do.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 — quiet streets, unspoken things

“I’ll walk you home. You can pretend you don’t need me to.”

“It’s too late for goodbyes, isn’t it?”

“We shouldn’t have let it get this far.”

“You can hold my hand. Just for tonight.”

“Do you ever wish you’d met me sober?”

“Don’t fall asleep yet. The world feels softer when it’s still spinning.”

“Stay until the city forgets our names.”

“You look different under the streetlights.”

“Promise me you won’t vanish when morning comes.”

“I don’t know what I’ll remember most — the taste of the drink, or you.”

[formerfavorite]

"get your dirty stinking hands off of what's mine!" A sinner gets their skull bashed by someone who'd picked up his guitar

@root-of-eve

Hii! I offer an eve/roo!))

"Whoa bitch! Get your hands off that." He snatched his guitar back. Not as nice as the one he had in Heaven but he could still shred on it. Tilting his head to the side, he looked at the mess with a chuckle before crimson eyes looked up at the familiar face.

@root-of-eve

[root-of-eve]

She reached managing to pull that stupid mask off of his face "what the fuck were you thinking?! Getting killed!" She chuckled "first Abel then Cain...." She grabbed the bridge of her nose "are you hurt love?" She felt his cheek

[formerfavorite]

Air hit his face as her hand forcefully removed it, inciting a light grow. "F*ck! Be glad that wasn't actually attached to my face." The fallen angel grumbled before his gaze fully focused on her as she spoke the names of his children. "Eve?"

[peachyrpmemes]

DON’T BE SHY, SEND MY MUSE SOME NOSEY ANONS!

ASK ABOUT PEOPLE IN THEIR LIVES, ABOUT THEIR LIKES AND DISLIKES, WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS, ANYTHING YOU WANT! HIT ME UP WITH QUESTIONS!

[formerfavorite]

"get your dirty stinking hands off of what's mine!" A sinner gets their skull bashed by someone who'd picked up his guitar

@root-of-eve

Hii! I offer an eve/roo!))

"Whoa bitch! Get your hands off that." He snatched his guitar back. Not as nice as the one he had in Heaven but he could still shred on it. Tilting his head to the side, he looked at the mess with a chuckle before crimson eyes looked up at the familiar face.

@root-of-eve