#stadam

[kureiou]

I found a wip from when that episode came out and decided to finally finish it. Adam and my oc Steeve redraw.

[willow2099]

Storm x Adam stuff since they got a teamup

[chavahs]

It doesn’t happen often, but occasionally... Adam & Lute genuinely differ on certain issues. When this happens, it escalates & results in the matter being handed off to higher authority [ someone who can actually handle these two, ] This is what usually happens in Michael's office. It can last a while...ㅤ/ㅤment: @stadam & @archmight

[oilpaintedstxrs]

✨🪽 Me: posts about how Aelith doesn’t consider herself a winner but an exorcist

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Like, ah yes, Lute and Adam, who famously, have absolutely nothing to do with the Exorcists and are wholly unbiased third parties. Yep, definitely, nothing to see here.

Truly, never able to shirk the watchful eye of her superiors!

@stadam | @chavahs

[toxitrosia]

❛ are you sure about that? last time i checked, you owe me a favor. does your boss know about your drinking problem, @stadam ? ❜

[captainseamech]

@wolfpackmuses: Satan vc; Fought… who?

"Don't worry about it."

[steelgrey-angel]

@stadam Started following steelgrey-angel

"He's right behind me, isn't he."

[mediafeind]

@stadam said: where the knight stands, the ground trembles with sanctity. infernal creatures scatter in their half-minds, fleeing ; alas, in the cacophony of battle, something rushes toward him. as he regards whatever had accidentally rammed into his wing, he tucks both away neatly, somewhat amused. striking him down now would honestly be less satisfying that toying with him. sword presses up ‘gainst the smaller demon’s chin, tilting it upward, ❛ ya know, your boss is the only reason i’m not dragging you straight to judgment day, buddy. don’t push it. ❜

it takes all of his courage not to crumble to the ground. not that he's not used to living on his hands and knees. ( and that's not even in the sexy way ) one lesson learned from working valentino for over fifty years is how to manage fear. the avian gulps. his arms are raised in surrender. he forces himself not to tremble when he feels the cold steel under his chin. "y-yes, sir. i-i mean your angelic greatness!" how do you address an angel? the commander of the angelic army. who apparently has some weird deal with your boss? ( is val fucking angels now? travis wouldn't be surprised. but he knows better than to ask the moth. ) if it keeps him alive he doesn't give a damn. "i'll stay out of your way! promise. you'll never see me again." he grins sheepishly. his feathers are starting to wilt from the sweat of anxiety and burning brimstone. dammit angel dust really owes him for this one.