"creation took 7 days; now watch me fuck it all up in one night"
canon divergent adam / abel // haz.b.in h.o.tel
21 + / mid-low activity / private and 🐢 SLOW
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about // playlist // active headcanon // current verses // rules [beneath]
Caard-Esque:
Blog is 21+ for content concerns and mun is 25+ (an old) and will not interact with minors on this blog. minors should technically not follow me here either ~ so, don'tttttt...do that? thanks! if i catch you, you're yeeted to the shadow realm.
Do not follow this blog if you are sensitive to the sensitive topics related to this particular genre. I tag with "content word cw" for the extra wild stuff, but that's about it. adam literally has the highest swear/slur count in the show and he's only in 3 episodes, so be aware of that.
I tend to be private/selective as i get fairly overwhelmed with too much activity. i really get into plots though, and i'll spam the dash with some silly original dick chauvinism from time to time when ive fed my inner gremlins past midnight. That said, I do get easily overwhelmed when I'm following too many people and multi muse blogs in particular can exacerbate this feeling, so if I do not follow back - I might just not be in a good place to atm or I just don't see possible interactions btw our characters. It's nothing personal!
This is a mutuals only interaction blog for my sanity (anons being fine). If i can see plots happening between us, I'll likely follow. but i get overwhelmed easily so please don't take it personally if i don't follow back or follow back right away.
I am not exclusive, but I prioritize my plotted threads and may have some mains/activity based off that as far as my main verse goes. But I will never be fully exclusive and i enjoy exploring different character dynamics. Also multi-ship is fine, but I am not exclusively here to ship or write suggestive content. My muses have always and will always require plotting and scene chemistry for me to consider writing ship material. In the case I do reblog shippy prompts still feel free to send in ofc! I'll see if I can make it work or not.
If I don't get a follow back within a week or two, if blogs i follow go inactive for up to 12 weeks, or if there's just no attempt on either of our ends to connect for an indefinite amount of time - I'll occasionally go through my list and soft block to clean things up. if we ever want to give it a go in the future, the option is there for us to re-follow and resume!
I don't like the feeling of being 'collected' so...if you are interacting with multiple of of the muses I portray, I ask you have a different dynamic for mine than them. This is just an act of courtesy I also extend to my rp partners. I interact more with folks that have a special relationship with my muse, so it's needed to deep dive into more interesting topics for me. If you're just concerned with collecting another Adam for 'shipping', you don't want me. I rarely ship unless good chemistry/slow burn.
I know that Adam is a bad guy. He's insufferable and can push buttons- but I am not him and I dislike constantly feeling like I'm being barraged for his actions, especially since I consider him to be a heavily layered character that should not be shoe horned into a standard 'ok irredeemable and never allowed nice things' box. So- if you honestly despise this character on a personal level that can't be separated from ic interactions, we won't work out. I am here for exploring taboo topics and ways that a flawed character can make others think he's justified. Let me explore and enjoy what I like on my blog within reason and do talk with me on dms if you don't like how things are going with our muses and you wanna explore other routes. I love to plot and I am very reasonable.
This is my blog and my verses and my interpretation of what's going on. I am happy to accommodate to any pre-determined and agreed upon thread or verse, but I will not let other characters that are considered 'more powerful' lore wise dictate what I can do on my blog. I am happy to adjust depending on others' verses, but I require direct and forward communication before each interaction if that's the case as I feel like I constantly misinterpret intentions. On my blog, Adam (mainly) is the head of the exorcists and always has been and will be until his death. He commands, sleeps with and is generally the head boss of the Exorcists. Do not force any headcanons or per conceived notions onto my character unless it is in your character's nature to assume things about others because that's different and can be played off.
This post/my rules and conditions are subject to change.
Any attempts to make it into the office today will end in the portal he installed in the door frame to lead to a sun dappled clearing in Eden with several patches of flowers arranged with the touch of a Minecraft expert. Of course the paperwork is still there, but at least the scenery's nice...r.
"..."
It's nice, she supposes. Even with the stack of papers waiting for her, as familiar and predictable as an old lover, always available. But without him, it's just not the same. The caress of the early morning sun is lukewarm, the flowers don't smell as sweet. For a moment, she stands at the seam of the portal, looking left, and then right, half expecting him to pop out of a bush or decend from the skies, as he had on the seventh day of their soul-tying ceremony, but the clearing remains silent and still.
With a soft sigh, she pulls a pen out of her hip clutch and advances deeper into the garden. Better get to work.
Once settled in, it's debatable how long it would have taken her to notice him perched overhead in a morning glory-choked bough that seemed to be it's only fortification against his hunkering. Thankfully he's brought a snack along, and each careful crunch of Doritos is telling enough that he's somewhere in the immediate vicinity. Where exactly is revealed with the occasional crumbs that sprinkle her papers like cool ranch flavored pollen.
A few more crunches in, and he's content to confirm her suspicions with the same asinine chirp she knows well enough. "Suuuuup...took you long enough. Thought the portal was tweaking out for a second there. Last time it led to wherever the fuck's under Sera's sink. Pipes leaky as her cunt's personality. Plus a condom collection for somebody that needs an extra-small, apparently."
Talons wiggle as he recalls the details with the nonchalance that indicates he's gotten comfy enough for the both of them if she cares to join in on her usual perch- being his shoulder.
"Abel," Peter called out, his voice filled with warmth as he sat beside Abel, placing a small box on the bench between them. "It’s Valentine's Day down on Earth, and I thought you deserved a gift."
"You are one of Heaven’s kindest souls. If anyone deserves a reminder that they are loved and appreciated, it’s you." Peter smiled as he untied the ribbon, unwrapping the parchment to reveal a beautiful wooden box inlaid with delicate floral carvings. When he lifted the lid, the rich scent of chocolate filled the air—dark, milk, and white pieces arranged neatly, each one crafted with care.
He's just finished tying off another goodie bag with silver ribbon and added it to the overfilled cardboard box beside him once Peter arrives to take the other seat on his left. There sure were a lot of Exorcists to appreciate, but he's certain he's made enough HR care packages for the lot of them, and confidently hopeful that the individual wrappings will dissuade another pizza roll incident. That or he'll have to pump Zeph's stomach again should she inhale over three hundred plastic baggies.
"Oh- there you are! Finally on break? And delivering chocolates on it no less. How selfless ~" A smile and an attempt to swipe a set of straw bangs later, he's produced a similar package- albeit one encased in powder pink cardboard and a thin plastic view of an assortment of baked treats within. "Perfect timing to pick up your share of the flour fever dream of an all nighter I pulled." Swapping parcels seamlessly, he stifles a yawn and playfully bumps shoulders with the other.
"Aw- you! Don't be so sweet or the treats will seem bland."
When your wake up at seven in the morning cause Adam once again broke into your room , and is fucking a mannequin right next to you and ITS SEVEN IN THE MORNING ADAM WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS TO MEEE
and now you need to take a scalding hot shower cause you feel utterly disgusting and violated somehow .
Soo... what's an extra good girl like your lieutenant getting for Valentine's Day? 💘
"-a hard, throbbing dick. And all my paperwork she still has to finish beforehand printed out on some heartsy stationary." Is this his politically incorrect way of saying none of your fucking business? Possibly. Even though that's likely the appetizer of what's in store.
It’s simple really this person isn’t part of her flock so she’s a threat~
With little fanfare she swoops down and rakes their face with her talons before clawing into their chest for their heart ~
“Threat has been taken care of sir~”
Maybe it's his fault for only ever taking Lute out for lunch because this one doesn't seem to understand the process of exchanging heaven bucks for coffee and a glimpse of jiggle physics courtesy of a uniform missing a button.
Once it dawns on his half asleep awareness that there's fresh blood spatter over the counter and cups as well as an organ offered up in place of his wakey wakey juice, a talon swats at the bridge of his helmet and grinds in with measured impatience.
"Uh...huh. Can you like- aim that away from my latte next time?"
Pffbt! Exorcists are like several rungs under the winners hierarchy wise- and you failed at even holding that rank, you no eyed cunt sneeze. - @originemesis
"the hierarchy of Heaven has nothing to do with what I said. What I said was Heaven needs to open its gate for redemption. But apparently you guys don't even know how that works. So of course you'd be afraid of it."
Vaggie ignored the insults. They were infantile anyways. Adam always went for the lowest common denominator.
"Well you're not exactly that interesting to listen to, so that's on you. Have you tried owning a dick?" Of course he's going to have his fun pecking at whatever point she's trying to make because arguments full of holes are his favorite. Holes are the best.
"Anyways ~ there's nothing to know about it because it just doesn't happen. Sorta like the female orgasm. Completely fictional."
"That's a wild implication - that I need help with whatever the fuck. What ever could you need help with that you'd consider a righteous round of elbow rubbing ~ ?"
"Uh- huh ~ ? Well if you wanted a ticket out of an upcoming extermination, you just might have a formula figured out, girly. Because shitting on those holier than thou cucks that spend more time swallowing my balls than doing their own fucking jobs is a highly valued trait with the low monthly cost of sucking these nuts. So ~ ! Win take."
