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dontyoufeelitangel · 12 days

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Bit by Bit

There’s many factors that led to you and Adam falling in love. Many small, small things. But it’s the thought that counts right?

So what are some of the events leading up to you and Adam falling deeply, deeply In love?

To start, nobody quite knows how the two of you met, it was a very long time ago. Hundreds of years ago your sure.

Many have rumors that the two of you hooked up after a concert, others say you were created by god to be a plaything for Adam. There of course were many other rumors

None of which were true though.

To this day it’s still a mystery to the public as to how you two met. It’s obvious to everyone around that the two of you are more than friends.

One event that led you to fall for him was the flying incident.

One day the two of you bumped into eachother while flying. This is an event that happens a lot in heaven, so he wasn’t surprised.

When Adam noticed it was you he teased you and made fun of your “intolerable fuck-ass flying skills” -his words not yours.

In a fit of playful rage you threw a cup of coffee at him,

It obviously caught him off guard because while you laughed your ass off, he just kinda sat there in shock.

Later that day you offered to take him to a laundromat.

It was almost like a date, the two of you talking and giggling in an empty laundromat.

Aside from both of your voices flooding the room, there was also the soft sound of his clothing tumbling in the dryer.

You offered to pay, he was pretty much infinitely rich, but despite that fact he had no coins on him.

You giggled and put more quarters into the machine. You shushed him so that you could both listen to the sound of the coins rolling down inside the machine.

You told him how the sound was so interesting to listen to.

To your surprise, Adam actually listened to you AND stayed quiet. He found it so intriguing that someone could find comfort from a sound.

The two of you continued talking.

He sat on top of a washer while he listened to you talk about the cafe in which you had got the coffee from.

After awhile his clothes were done.

When you took them out, you held them up to his form,

Your face drained of colour. The clothes had shrunk,,,,

You must’ve messed up something on the wash settings.

You were visibly freaking out and scrambling around the empty laundromat, apologies spilling from your lips as your head was shaking.

He just sat on the washer watching your freak out as his wings made small flaps.

He wings fluttered so he’d fly off the washer and land on the ground. Once standing he grabbed you shoulders and you looked at him.

He was smiling,

Was he making fun of you?

Your eyes filled with small tears as you avoided eye contact with him.

You can’t believe you just ruined the first man Adam’s clothes.

His hands rubbed up and down your shoulders, an attempt to calm you down.

“Whoa whoa whoa! Calm down, damn!” He spoke softly, still letting his dickhead personality shine through.

You settled down and looked at him, worry filling your eyes.

“I am so so so sorry, I didn’t mean to, really!” You exclaimed,

“It’s chill, it’s chill!” He explained, you stiffened and looked at him.

He was smiling,

“Really?” You squeaked,

“Yeah really, it’s not a problem, I promise babe” his hands dropped from your shoulders. You let out a huff of relief.

You payed no attention to the nickname he added to the end.

You held your head in your hand,

“I really don’t know what to do-“ you started before getting cut off.

“I have a great plan actually” Adam grinned, you didn’t know what he was thinking.

And that’s how you ended up with Adam’s shirt.

He told you to keep it, it no longer fit him, but was a perfect fit for you.

You didn’t exactly hate the idea of having one of his shirts but what would the public think?

You can’t just waltz around heaven wearing another man’s shirt, for heavens sake, you two weren’t even dating!!

Regardless, it was a nice gesture.

You payed for his clothes to get washed, and in return he’d let you keep the outfit.

Plus,, he didn’t mind not one bit that you’d have his shirt. In a way, he almost felt proud that you got to keep it.

Though he’d never admit it out loud.

So it the next day when he say you flying around heaven in some biker shorts and his t-shirt, it’s safe to say his heart melted a bit and a goofy grin adorned his face.

Another instance when the two of you fell for each other was a day to remember.

Adam invited you to a carnival.

Filled with rides, games and food stations.

Adam had promised to win you a prize.

It was a cute idea, a very stereotypical guy-wins-a-girl-a-gift-at-the-carnival.

It was adorable seeing him try to win you gifts.

But after each game he still lost, maybe games weren’t in his skill range.

Adam being Adam would blame the games,

“They’re rigged!!” “These are scams!!” He’d say. You’d just giggle and pat his arms in attempt to comfort him.

In all honesty you didn’t care to win a prize, you just enjoyed your time spent with Adam.

Maybe Adam couldn’t win any prizes, but he was rich. Loaded actually.

As an apology for not winning you any prizes, he went to each and every food stand and bought one of everything from the menu.

Fries, and potatoes, and burgers, and pizza, and hot dogs, Carmel apples, cotton candy, lemonade, candy on top of candy, you name it.

Anything edible, was bought for you.

When he arrived at the picnic table with his arms full of food you let out a gasp,

“Adam! We can’t eat all of this, are you crazy?” You smile at him.

“Maybe not, but we can sure as hell try!” He dropped all the food on the table with a huge grin.

So for an hour an a half you and Adam attempted to finish the food.

You managed to have a cheese burger, half of a hotdog, two bites of a candy apple and a couple fries.

Adam on the other hand ate two cheeseburgers, the other half of your hot dog, the rest of the candy apple, a serving of fries and two cups of lemonade.

There was still a ton of food left, enough to feed multiple families.

“What’r we gonna do with all this food?” So said between bites. You were munching on some fries and ketchup.

“I don’t know bro, I’m stuffed tho” he said, letting out a sigh as he leaned back in his chair,

You sent him a side eye

“Hey! I’m not your ‘bro’” you said, mocking him. You have a slight push then a pat on his shoulder.

You giggled before leaning close to him,

“Don’t you think I’m more than that?” You teased. A wide smile covering your face, you blinked at him.

He seemed not to have gotten the joke because he let out an awkward laugh as his face turned red.

He quickly looked away from you, which only caused you to laugh at him more,

“C’mon I’m just teasing! We can give all this food to other people, let’s go” you offered as you started standing up.

Adam only nodded his head and followed behind you still flustered.

The two of you walked around and gave the extra meals to families, children and couples you saw walking around.

The candy and sweets were mostly given to the children, and the rest was dished out to adults.

You didn’t expect Adam to interact with the children, in fact, you thought he’d hate kids.

Apparently not.

Adam was extremely nice and playful with the children.

Giving them candy and treats as they walked up to him, he crouched to their level whenever they talked to him.

It was nice, seeing Adam being so kind to others.

Adam was a nice man, he just often times spoke before he thought.

You found peace in watching him be so kind and sympathetic to others.

There are many many reasons as to why you fell for Adam. To many to count actually,

But one event truly led you to falling in love with him.

In heaven there is always light, and time doesn’t exist either. But still, human souls in heaven need rest. Because of this, there was a large area built in heaven. A place where angels can live, and in this area there are millions of buildings and houses. This part of heaven also has a night schedule.

Higher ups in heaven managed to pull some strings so that a portion of heaven will function like earth, with sun and moon cycles.

This is where the majority of new angels stay, because their souls are still used to sleeping.

The way old souls just stay in other parts of heaven where it doesn’t get dark at all.

You and Adam both lived in the night schedule portion of heaven. Not in the same house of course.

Adam lived in a penthouse and you lived in an apartment complex in the city.

Each morning the sun would rise, and each night the sun would set. The night would bring darkness to this select part of heaven.

In actuality, you freaking loved it. You loved sleeping and relaxing when the moon came out.

In fact, you’d go as far to say the whole “night cycle” thing was the best invention since peanut butter!

Adam knew your sleep schedule, not in a weird way or anything.

He just knew you’d sleep when the moon came out.

And because of the fact the two of you spent quite a lot of time together, he had started sleeping when the moon came out as well. It was bound to happen after the hundreds of years you two spent around eachother.

It was a typical night, like any other.

You were getting ready to sleep, you’d preen your wings and wash them. You’d wash your hair and face, get your night clothing on and lay down.

You’d watch the sun set from your window then you’d go to sleep shortly after.

You did this every night, it was sorta your thing.

You were one of the few angels who actually followed a strict sleep schedule, it was very good for your health.

But like anyone who sleeps, you also got dreams.

Dreams in heaven were better than any dreams on earth. They felt ten times more positive and every second you spent dreaming was pure wonder.

So when you had a nightmare you freaked out.

You woke up fast and jerky, you body in a cold sweat and tears beading in your eyes.

Your first thought was how horrible your nightmare was. Youll hadn’t experienced nightmares (until now) since you were a human, and that was a very , very long time ago. So naturally it came as a great shock and jolt of fear to you.

Your second thought was the fear that something was wrong with you. There is no sorrow in heaven, there is no fear. You shouldn’t be scared at all. Nobody had ever felt pain or fear in heaven since the beginning of time. You were afraid that something was wrong with you, that you didn’t belong I heaven, that you were a flaw in the system. You didn’t know what to do,

You stayed in your bed shaking for a couple of minutes, grabbing handfuls of your blankets and at one point even violently grabbing your own wings.

Shaking, you reached to grab a phone from your nightstand,

You called Adam,

He didn’t pick up.

A part of you knew he wouldn’t, he was probably sleeping. But an even bigger part of you wished he would.

You let out a few sobs.

You called him again, no answer.

You were starting to freak out. You held your phone to your chest as you looked around the room.

What were you going to do?

Nobody can know that your feeling pain or fear,

But you so desperately felt the need to tell Adam, even if it would get you out of heaven. A part of you wanted to use Adam as an anchor, to reel yourself back to reality. You wanted him to tell you everything would be fine and that you had nothing to worry about.

You looked at your phone again, in a hurry you messaged him.

Adam please.

Was all the message wrote. You were to shaken up to form actual sentences.

Your shaky hand moved fast, another message was sent.

Adam.

You sent to him.

You growled at the screen angrily before you threw the phone against the wall.

You cried and cried, for this was your first time feeling fear in awhile.

You tossed all your blankets off of you. It took a second because your legs were tangled with the fabric.

You nearly fell off the bed before running to the nearest window. You opened it as the moonlight flooded into your room.

You crawled through it and jumped out, opening your wings to parachute you.

With a few flaps of your wings you were steadily in the air, you looked back to your window,

You were gonna fly away, fly to the section of heaven where there was no night, so that you’d never sleep again. No sleeping meant no nightmares.

Of course to get to this section of heaven you’d have to cross a giant city by wing.

In a fit of fear you flapped your wings as hard as you could, flying fast through the sky with no sense of direction.

You were flying with no direction, just going fast and straight in hopes of somehow leaving the city.

You flew past building and houses, your body shaking and tears falling from your eyes.

You didn’t know what you were going to do,

It seemed like everything crashed on you at once,

You were never supposed to feel this way, not in heaven atleast.

You were so lost in your own head, you only looked up before running into something.

You collided with it hard, enough to temporarily shock you.

Your wings stopped flapping and you fell a few feet before being held up by two hands.

It was Adam.

He was the thing you ran into.

Now he was holding you up,

You noticed him and the second you did you burst into tears.

“Woah woah woah, what’s wrong!” He said, checking your body for wounds, he must’ve thought you were hurt.

You had no injuries, you were just shaking and crying.

You let out a sob and then grabbed onto him, hugging him in the air. Your wings were not flapping, it was only Adam who was holding you up.

“Hey hey hey” he cooed, an attempt to calm you down.

“Adam” is all you managed to mumble out between sobs.

Your voice was wobbly and squeaky.

He help you and started to fly to his home.

The entire flight you spent crying, Adam just shushed you and cooed at you. He didn’t know what was wrong but he knew he couldn’t let his dick-headedness get in the way of him talking to you.

You arrived at his house and even when he landed you still were crying.

He carried you to the bed and tried setting you down.

You still clung to him, your arms around his form as your head was in the crook of his neck.

Instead of laying you down he sat on the edge of his bed with you in his lap.

Your cries had become sniffles, and you finally looked away from his neck.

“Talk to me” he said softly.

After a moment of silence, you spoke up.

“There’s something wrong with me” you voice came out slightly less wobbly.

“What? No there’s nothing wrong with you, who made you think that-“

“No adam…” you cut him off,

“I- …something strange happened” you said, he silently awaited another response. I look of sadness and worry on his face.

“I had a nightmare… I haven’t had a nightmare since I’ve gone to heaven,,, is something wrong? I’m I gonna get sent down?” Your voice wobbly, with each word you spoke you were sent farther and farther into your freak out. You began to cry again.

Adam must’ve noticed your panic because he held you close, his arms wrapping around your form.

“No, no, your fine, your fine” he cooed, hushing you into a sense of security.

He held your face in his hand,

“I promise you, no matter what you will not be sent down” he kissed your head, soft and sweet.

You leaned into his touch,

He must’ve had a touch of gold because each time you felt him,

You fell deeper and deeper in love with him.

Sorry for the spelling errors, ummmm yeah.

Anyways based off this song, because I saw the band a couple months ago.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 18 days

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What a lady

What happens when you have to push Adam to commit? He’s to pussy to go through with his actions.

Well ever since the last extermination many things have been discovered.

Starting off with the fact that Adam had come close to death. He thought he was the shit, but after his near death experience he’s been like a wobbly kitten who fears the wind.

It’s laughable actually, how quick he was to switch up, don’t get him wrong, he’s still a dickhead but now he is a dickhead that has almost died.

Sinners use angelic steal, how’d they get it? You don’t know. Regardless or how they got their hands on the metal, they still use it as if they have the right.

This really gets on your nerves because instead of forging their own metal they totally steal a bunch from heaven, it’s like, get your own personality you sinners.

Since becoming friends with the first man Adam you’ve changed.

He says for the better, your friends say you’re worse.

But what does their opinion matter when you have Adam as your partner?

Time isn’t a thing in afterlife.

It’s life eternal in heaven so nobody keeps a clock around.

But if you’d have to guess you’d say you have been with Adam for nearly ten years.

Yes, yes, that’s a long time, but you’ve been in heaven for thousands of years so your ten years with Adam feels like practically nothing in the grand sense of things.

Adam has had his effects on you.

You have been introduced to lots of new things with Adam,

Good music, clothing style, attitude style, foods and arts,

But he also told you about the exterminations.

Much to his surprise, you were totally on board.

Adam was actually put off by how on board you were.

He wasn’t complaining, not at all. He was as happy as polar bear in a snow storm.

To say you were on board was an understatement, honestly, you seemed to be more hyped than Adam.

After the last extermination in which sinners figured out how to use angelic steel and nearly murdered Adam, you were beyond pissed.

You used your anger to fuel your burning compassion,

The burning compassion that lit your heart into flames, it burned and crackled but the pain was pleasurable to know that you’d do it all by Adam side.

It was wrong to kill sinners, you knew that. But it was also wrong to try to start a rebellion against heaven.

So you completely lost it when Adam came to you with doubts.

You weren’t mad at him of course, you were mad at whatever past experiences he had to endure to make him freak the fuck out.

You can sympathize with his fear, he did almost taste death, for a second time. Perhaps it was the fact it was by the hands of a sinner that made him so weary.

Still, no excuse for Adam to leave you all high and dry with the extermination,

Like, c’mon… you were so excited, you had pumped yourself up,,,

“Well shit babe, I don’t wanna have those fuckers running around with angelic steel!!” Adam waved his hands in the air, he was referring to the sinners.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

What a pussy excuse

“Shit sugar tits,,, what if they get YOU with that steel!!” Adam exclaimed again this time walking around the room.

“I don’t know what I’d do with myself!! Shit!” He was letting his nerves get to him.

Not once, in your entire time in heaven have you seen this man royally freak out like this.

It was pathetic, you were nearly positive if Lute or Sera were in the room he’d surly act different.

You almost find it cute how he trusts you enough to have his little panics around you.

Almost.

He shouldn’t be going this batshit crazy, not in front of a lady,

Not in front of his lady.

You rub your temples before speaking,

“Calm down” you said once with a softer tone,

Adam must’ve not heard you, or maybe he just straight out ignored you because he continued to ramble to himself about the upcoming extermination.

Nobody was around, but it was still embarrassing for you to see him acting this way. For the first man you’d think he’d have a little more composure.

“ADAM.” You yelled, firm in your voice.

He stopped in place and looked at you, you huffed.

“I don’t understand why this is getting to you.” You told him, glaring daggers into him for his previous embarrassing behavior.

“Bitch I already told you! What if we die, what if we fail-“

“We fail? If you get your courage up we can’t fail.” You said, walking towards him. Adam looked around the room, trying to avoid your gaze.

You grabbed his jaw in your hand, holding his face steadily with one hand.

“Dear god” you spoke,

“Thicken Adam’s blood, and clog up his veins so he won’t feel remorse. So no human compassion nor sinners weapon can stop his plan.”

You offered your prayers to god, hoping he would make Adam man up.

You finished the prayer, your hand still holding Adam still, he looked into your eyes.

“We shall go to hell during thick night, so that our sharps weapons won’t see the wounds they cut open, and so that heaven can’t peep through the darkness” you told him.

You let go of his face and moved back to your previous spot sitting down.

Adam just sorta stood there, at a loss for words.

Damn, that was hot, you were a bad bitch,

You had intimidated Adam, usually he’d be incredibly offended if it was any other person, but you? You were a special case,

A special case in which Adam was buckling at the knees and felt his heart catch a flame.

“..yeah yeah,,” he muttered out. Still in shock yet trying to flag off what you just said.

He walks to you,

This time you use two hands to grab his face,

You pull him down to your level and place a kiss atop his temple, as a silent apology for yelling at him.

“You ready to go fuck shit up unapologetically and not be scared about it?” You tilted your head towards him.

“Hell yeah! Your right babe” he cheered himself on.

You gave a small smile.

“No more funny Adam, I gotta be so fuckin’ serious about this. I’m done being a total pussy, I’m done being funny” he nods to himself. Hyping himself up for the upcoming extermination.

“Adam, you stopped being funny awhile ago,,”

Inspired by Lady Macbeth, the baddest most evilest bitch in Shakespeare.

Also this is real shit writing, sorry for no plot. I was high and reading Shakespeare so I had a little thought.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 22 days

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Ghosting

The ministry was a sad place, but a truth was a truth no matter how harsh.

You love your job.

You love the people you work with.

There’s a man there who you fancied,

And you were almost positive he felt the same.

From the way he’d dance with you, to the way his lips would softly touch yours.

Copia was gentle in all that he is.

He knows what to say, and how to say it. He can be honest without making it hurt.

Just a couple months ago he had made sweet promises to you, his words laced in what you thought was honesty.

“You mean a lot to me, it’s true” he gently held your hands. The two of you in the garden of the ministry.

You let out a quiet sigh and a warm smile, enjoying the moment.

It wasn’t often the two of you had time alone, Copia was a busy man.

So it shows that you really do mean a lot to him when he directly disobeys his mother for you.

He’d squeeze in time to any of his schedules if it were for you.

It was minutes before you spoke,

“Yeah?” You smiled, raising your hand to cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb along the lines of his makeup.

“Of course” he leaned into your touch.

Moments like that made you enjoy your job at the ministry.

There were other factors you enjoyed to, for example, Copias ghouls.

They were enjoyable to be around,

They noticed how Copia took a liking to you so in return they welcomed you to their group with open arms.

You felt safe with them, they were your closest friends.

There was only one flaw with the ministry

They didn’t care about simple things like relationships.

The head sister of the church was as sour and bitter as they come.

Not an ounce of sympathy could be found in her words.

Sister imperator.

He lacked respect for life, she took it every chance she would get.

Sister imperator had given direct orders to get her sons killed.

A mother lost her daughters and a son lost his brothers.

Copia was kept around longer than any of the other Emeritus brothers,

Because of this you were afraid of your feeling for him, you loved him, and with this love came a hope that he would never leave.

The ghost project was a band that the ministry had made to spread the word of Satan. And as well to financially fund and support the ministry.

Occasionally Copia would take himself and his ghouls on tours in different areas of the globe.

After months of waiting Copia and the ghouls were set to come back today.

You made preparations for dinner for them, setting the table before rushing outside to greet the tour bus.

The ghouls waddled out the bus, one by one as you counted them.

Something gloomy about their aura.

Dewdrop spotted you in the yards of the ministry and jogged towards you.

You welcomed him and gave him a hug as the rest of the ghouls caught up.

Now surrounded by ghouls you welcomed them all back,

You were getting antsy waiting for Copia, the ghouls and ghoulettes were too tall for you to attempt to look over their shoulders to the tour bus behind them.

So instead you simply asked.

“And I assume Papa is doing fine?” You questioned, one of your sweet smiles on your face.

The ghouls immediately paused and looked at eachother,

Some whispered in a ghoul language you couldn’t make out, other looked to the ground.

There was a first to speak up.

“The tour was a success of sorts” it was Swiss. You appreciated his answer but it still deflected the question.

“So he’s fine? .” You questioned again, more firm this time as you knitted your brows.

The ghouls were trying to find words, words that wouldn’t hurt as much.

Mountain took your hands in his, the other ghouls just as anxious as you waiting for him to speak up.

“He’s dead” he spoke.

The earth must’ve stopped, you felt dizzy with an unsettling turn in your stomach.

If mountain wasn’t holding your hands your sure you would’ve toppled over by now.

You let out a disbelieving laugh,

“Don’t fuck with me” you tried to make your voice sound serious but it was wobbly and raw.

You honestly wished another ghoul would’ve told you.

You trust mountain to much, you know he’d never lie.

Maybe if Dewdrop had told you, would would’ve gotten a longer feel of disbelief to save you from the bitter truth.

“Under sister imperators orders” rain spoke, he felt shame that you had to find out this way.

“You knew it was gonna end like this, it had to happen, it does every time” a newer ghoulette Aurora said.

Mountains grip on your hands only lasted so long, you crumpled to the ground.

Weak knees hitting the grass below you.

Your mind wanted to not trust them, to say they were lying.

Unfortunately for you, you trusted these ghouls with your life and you knew they wouldn’t lie to you , not about this.

The ghouls winced as you let out a blood curdling scream.

It was a long drawn out scream that only stopped for a second, only a second for you to take an inhale of air before continuing to cry.

No words could be put into your mouth to describe how this felt.

Like the walls were falling down: they were.

The world was ending, it was.

Internal panic set off, what would you do without him?

The part that hurt you the most was: you could scream and cry and scratch and shout and claw but there was absolutely nothing you could do to bring him back.

Your vision blurred and your ears rung. You were alone inside yourself, nothing else mattered.

You didn’t hear the worried voices of the ghouls trying to calm you down and making no effort.

You didn’t notice how your body gave out below you, or how the tears started to burn you cheeks.

Your world was ending,

Because how do you continue without the one you love most?

Edit: I was high writing this. So it doesn’t make sense in a lot a parts, I’m not gonna fix it because it’s sorta kinda funny.

I apologize if there’s no plot and your completely lost, the 🍃 got to me.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 23 days

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Bro don’t make Copia leave his ghouls😭 I won’t be able to handle that☹️☹️

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dontyoufeelitangel · 24 days

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The Stand

What happens when you happen to be in the same club as the first man Adam?

He’ll question you till the end of time, or at least that’s what it feels like.

You don’t mind people talking to you or asking questions, honestly you’re all up to get to know other people.

But Adam liked to fuck around,

He’d ask weird unrelated questions, to throw people off guard or just ultimately tease them.

You’ve met Adam before, he was very popular in heaven for being the first man but also for a band that he was in.

You’ve seen him around heaven, seen him at concerts and even talked to him a couple times.

So when he throws these weird ass questions at you, you’re totally confused but soon catch on to his antics.

Two can play that game, if he wants to ask weird questions, he can get weird answers.

It started off simple.

“As the first man Adam, do you have any weaknesses?” You tilted your head towards him smiling.

“What babe? Tryin’ to use this against me?” He grinned taking a sip of whatever drink he had,

You giggled “no of course not! Just curious is all” you raised your hands in the air to attempt to prove your innocence.

It was true though, you didn’t expect a legitimate answer from Adam so you had no intentions of using his answers against him.

“Welllll… I like vodka on ice” he spoke and raised his glass.

That’s what he must’ve been drinking, you thought to yourself.

You gave a small smile and took a breath in to say something but then you were cut off,

“But then there’s women on bikes! They look great! Oh! Oh! Or just the women who straddle!” A shit eating grin on his face as he answered, he was trying to throw you off course with his answers.

As tipsy as you were you let out a laugh,

“Oh god you are a handful..” you wheezed, clutching your stomach. Who thought the first man would be so enthusiastic about girls on bikes?

He seemed to like your laugh because his smile never left his face and his eyes never left yours,

He wanted to keep going, he’d wanted to hear you laugh again,

“Hmm I forgot about handfuls…” he muttered, pretending to think to himself.

You let out another laugh so raw and real that you had to turn your back to Adam just so he wouldn’t see you.

The alcohol must’ve hit your blood stream because Adam’s jokes were actually funny,

If you can even call them jokes.

Nothing about anything he had said was funny, the fact he was pretending to give genuine answers is what was so appealing and hilarious to you.

Of course the first man Adam likes handfuls, handfuls of what? Who knows, he just likes handfuls.

You laughter only encouraged him. It was a shame you were turned around of you would’ve saw how happy he was to hear the little giggles that escaped you.

You caught you breath and turned around, taking a sip of your drink and facing Adam again.

“Good answers huh?” He took a sip of his vodka on ice. Still his eyes were on you, eagerly awaiting an answer,

“Great answers” you agreed.

“Well it’s my turn now tits, I want to know your fears” he set his drink down, full attention on you.

You smiled,

“Okay first man,” you leaned in towards him,

“It’s everyone here” you whispered close to his ear. His smell of cigarettes and carmel filled your senses.

You leaned back into your chair, waiting for a reaction.

Your answer was obviously pulled out of your ass, it was a fake answer, of course you weren’t scared of anyone in the room. If that was the case you certainly wouldn’t be talking to Adam.

But Adam seemed to believe you.

“Well shit, you mean just all the people?” His face dropped. He must’ve been drunk because he sat there expecting more from you.

You almost couldn’t hold in your laughter, you didn’t know why Adam was so invested in your one answer.

“Yeah… and all of their peers, and all of their pets, and the chandeliers!!” You said, speaking so fast your words seemed to be sewn together. For that last part you waved your arms towards the ceiling.

Now that, was a fake answer,

You had no fear of animals or fancy light fixtures,

But since Adam bullshitted his way through his answers you would to.

And the funniest part is that Adam almost believed you, only until you brought up chandeliers did he realize you were fucking with him.

Now realizing the joke, he leaned back and crossed his arms, a smile appearing on his face,

He found it equally as hilarious that you to were fucking with him.

Once you realized that he realized, you let out another laugh

This time you didn’t turn away from him, you just laughed straight in his face.

He didn’t seem to mind though,

Your laugh was beautiful, and seeing you enjoy yourself around him was equally as stunning.

Your laughter quieted, you smiled and decided to give a real answer.

“I don’t like cigarettes though, I haven’t smoked since I was alive, so I guess you could say it’s one of my many fears.” You gave a genuine answer and smiled looking Adam in the eyes.

He grinned along with you,

“Fuu.. ….uuuck! You might not like me then, I practically shit cigarettes!” He howled, setting his drink down.

Wow, he thought he was soooo funny.

You smiled and looked down as he was laughing at himself.

It’s true though, he smokes a lot. He doesn’t have a reason not to, there’s nothing bad that can come from smoking in heaven.

Somehow the conversation between you two wrap up.

You and Adam know each other, but he’s never talked to you this long about so much stuff before, normally he just says hi.

You were starting to think Adam was a massive asshole based on how others talk about him, but now that you got to see him for what he truly is, you have to admit, he’s pretty chill.

The night was coming to an end, the club was closing. After finishing both of your drinks Adam offered to walk fly you home.

You accepted, only out of fear that you were too drunk to find your way home by yourself.

You both managed to wobbly fly to your apartment.

Your apartment was on the top floor of your complex. You had a patio/ landing pad that led into your house.

Being in heaven there was no fear or reason anyone would break into anyone’s house, so everyone casually left their apartment and houses wide open. This was easier especially considering how much distance it takes to stop and take off when flying.

You stumbled onto your patio as Adam crashed face first.

You screamed out in laughter,

Adam smiled at your laughter and flapped his wings a few times to get on his feet.

“Wow, ya got a pretty nice place here babe” he put his hands on his hips as he glared into your house from the patio/ landing pad.

He didn’t make an effort to go into your house despite it being wide open to him, it’s kinda like an unspoken rule in heaven.

“Pfff, no way! This is like, the low of lows here. I bet you got a fancy mansion of something.” You nudge his shoulder. Your lips curled into a soft smile.

With your hand on his shoulder you notice his wings, something you never seemed noticed before.

“Your wings are beautiful.” You blurted out not thinking. You were embarrassed, drunk and quite frankly, losing it.

Adam noticed your anxiousness and Adam spread his wings out for you, allowing you to touch them.

You ran your fingers over the primary feathers, then over his baby feathers then back to the top of his wings.

His wings were noticeably bigger than yours, it adds up though because he was bigger than you.

Adam’s wings were also gold.

Winners didn’t typically have colored wings unless they dyed them.

But Adam’s wings were gold, bright gold and reflective.

“I have a human soul but because of my status on earth my wings are gold, pretty sick huh?” He said as if he read your mind.

Still mesmerized by his wings you restated his previous remark,

“Yeah, pretty sick” you whispered.

The sun had set and it was getting darker in heaven, stars and moons became visible.

You sat in a comfortable silence as you toyed with his wings. You didn’t mind the silence, you thought it was nice actually.

Adam seemed to be freaking out though, perhaps he didn’t like the silence, maybe he thought it was awkward.

Adam let out a question, something to bring your voice and laughter back into his ears.

“Talk about space,” he said pointing towards the stars in the sky,

You smiled sleepily,

“Well,, it’s a beautiful place” you turned to look at the stars

“But it’s so damn cold” Adam huffed in a playful manner. His wings flapping quickly to show faux anger. On earth humans have documented that space is cold, to cold for humans. But when your an angel and its life eternal, temperatures are Insignificant.

“Sure for the human race” you shrugged,

“But for the planets and stars,,, and everything else,,, and Mars” you mumbled, your eyes. Glued to the night sky.

Adam just watched you as you blabbered on about space, he enjoyed your presence.

He’d decided he’d talk to you more often, every chance he could get.

As he was lost it thought you finished your previous statement making him snap back from his thoughts.

“It’s like paradise.” You turned your head to look at him.

The both of you smiled, looking at eachother.

You quickly looked and the stars, then the ground, then again at Adam.

“Why don’t you come inside?” You smiled. It was a question but the two of you knew he wouldn’t decline.

Note: if you don’t listen to mother mother then this fic is gonna sound absolutely wild. Based off the song: The Stand. The two main singers go back and forth about random as questions so I thought, why not Adam and reader?

I wrote this drunk and prolly high idk so sorrry for spelling errors.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 25 days

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Mother Mother: The Matrix

I’m going to a Mother Mother concert this summer so I thought I’d make a drawing of one of the newer songs!!!

I’m so excited this has literally been my dream for years!!

Cavetown and destroy boys are also gonna be there.

I just saw Cavetown a couple months ago but still, so excited to see everyone play!!

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dontyoufeelitangel · 26 days

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This love is difficult, but it’s real

Loving Adam was,,,, something.

Being Adam’s partner was something not many got to call themselves.

Up until recently Adam would hang around. Jumping from groupie to groupie. The ending of his two previous relationships led him to be like that.

It’s only been a couple years in which he’s cut all of his relationships with his groupies off.

In all honesty you didn’t mind the groupies, you understood the position he was in. How can you be a major rock star with two ex wives and NOT sleep around.

So him and his groupie gals had nothing to do with the hiccups in your relationship with him.

But as stated, he’s cut all ties with his old groupies. Sure, he still parties and drinks a lot, but it melts your heart to know he’s made room for you.

The two of you truly loved eachother. It was clear to see.

The head seraphim noticed it,

Winners noticed it,

And even lute caught on.

Not that he minded though, he’d be proud to show you off.

Because to him you were glorious, stunning extravagant, he’d even say your the most angelic there is in heaven.

Which is his fancy way of saying your his favorite

His favorite out of his two previous wives and gosh, he wouldn’t even begin to compare you to his groupies.

He liked you not only for your appearance but for your personality.

No really, he does!

A lot of the time men will say they like someone for their appearance just to get another ticket to bang town, but Adam, oh Adam really loves your personality.

You’re a party gal

You can stay up for hours on end, dance until the club closes and still have energy.

Your insane love for going to parties and his insane love for starting parties is what had you two drawn together.

But under all the dancing, and singing, and drinking, there was one thing you had that Adam didn’t.

An off switch.

You could party for three days straight then come home and be a perfect little wife for Adam.

Only Adam couldn’t stop.

Even when it came to important things he couldn’t seem to think straight.

He doesn’t really care about human souls despite the fact he nearly created them all,

It’s almost like he forgets he was once human too.

You can sympathize with all human souls, and maybe that’s what he liked about you.

Your compassion and kindness,

Yet,

He couldn’t even begin to form a single kind thought for any sinners down below.

This normally doesn’t get in between the two of you.

There’s just one special day, every year, in which many human souls are at hand, and Adam doesn’t even think to spare a thought.

The exterminations.

You hated them, you hated how your husband would go down and slaughter human souls.

He seemed to love it though.

Because of that, problems in your relationship started to bubble up.

“All im saying is that you don’t have to harm that many! Just cut your exorcist team in half then go down. That’s not so bad is it? Just half an exorcist team?” You pleaded with him.

There was an understanding that you couldn’t not make him go. No matter how much he loved you, he loved killing more.

You were pleading with him, whatever you could to help at least one sinner.

“Umm fuck no! I spend aaaalllll year training those bitches! I’m not just gonna make them sit out! That’s totally unfair to them.” Adam crossed his arms while arguing with you.

The two of you were in the kitchen, it was early. You brought up the topic of the exterminations after breakfast hoping he would be slightly relaxed.

The two of you were now standing in the kitchen, he leaned against the sink and you were sitting on the island in the kitchen.

“Well… maybe only let them use hand to hand combat, no weapons, that’s to harsh honey” you offered him another idea. You didn’t want to sound to desperate but even Adam knew you were on your last leg.

“Do you know how much angelic steel costs to produce babe? Plus, I let the girls get custom made weapons,” he started

He shifted his body to face you,

“I don’t see why you care that much, look at you! You’re living the fuckin’ life right now! Lounging around mansions, partying every night AND your with me. I don’t know why you pretend to care about sinners, it’s not like you’ll ever meet them!” Adam threw his arms up. This whole conversation seemed to be a joke to him.

The more he played around the more you got frustrated. He was making you feel like your ideas aren’t worthy and you won’t stand for it.

“Why aren’t you listening?!” You shouted, although it sounded like a strangled whine.

“Killing is wrong! No matter sinner or human. It’s wrong Adam. It’s hard for me to watch you go down this path.” You looked at him. Worry was apparent on your face, you just hoped Adam would notice how serious you were about this.

“ “watch me go down this path!” “ Adam said in a girly voice while holding up air quotes. Obviously mocking you.

“Like your one to talk about the right path. When I met you, you were just some girl who was all alone so all she could do was party in hopes of making friends.” The look he was giving you practically stabbed your heart. Maybe you pushed to hard on the topic of the sinners, regardless, there was no reason for him to talk to you like this.

Your mouth fell open and your eyes as well. You couldn’t even find words.

“I have a reputation to uphold ya’ know? Oh right! I guess you wouldn’t know. You’re just a winner babe, I couldn’t expect you to understand such commands from the divine.” He finished. There was a long pause after he spoke. Maybe he was thinking about what he had just said, or maybe he was waiting for you to say something.

Your mouth was now closed and your eyes now teary.

“Fuck you Adam, really, fuck right off” you said pushing yourself away from the island.

Voice wobbly and laced with anger. Like you had cried and shouted at the same time.

Adam just kinda stood there, he said what he said and he wasn’t going to deny that, but maybe it came out I tad bit more mean than he intended.

You grabbed your stuff and quickly walked to the porch.

You had to wiggle around the couches and the pillows to get to the porch.

Adam scrambled to follow you, still not a peep has come from his mouth.

You opened the doors to the porch and golden light dripped into the house. If you two weren’t fighting it would have been a lovely sight.

You walked out on to the porch itself, it was a third story porch so it was quite high.

Adam didn’t follow you out though,

Rather he watched from the doorway of the porch.

His brows were laced with worry despite just blowing up at you seconds ago.

You hop onto the railings of the porch and steady yourself on them before turning around to look at him.

“God forbid I try to save a life, even if it’s the life of a sinner” you spat. Words like venom. The tears you previously shed were still there but now they were burning with anger.

“You’d think the first man would care for mankind, what a first man you are, maybe Lilith and Eve were right for leaving you” you said.

What you said was mean, yes, but so was what he said. It was unfortunate how both you and Adam would be left on a sour note.

Adam just looked at you, face void of any emotion. A thousand thoughts going through his head.

With a gust of wind you used your wings to push yourself up and off the railings. You flew away from him and your shared house.

You didn’t know where you were flying to, all you knew is that you couldn’t be around him.

You loved him so much, and he loved you just as much.

But like every relationship, this one too has its ups and downs.

It really was a shame though, that this happens every year.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 28 days

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Happy Easter Adam

This contains major Christian/religious themes and traditions, if you aren’t comfortable with that I advise scrolling.

Easter was something you and Adam would always celebrate together.

On this holiday Adam tended to get very emotional, same with other holidays like Christmas and such.

All year round Adam was a party animal. Jumping from concert to concert, sleeping with groupie on top of groupie. It was only on holy holidays like this that Adam would refrain from his party rocking persona. On holidays like this, he’d spend his days with you.

On Valentine’s Day he took you out to a nice fancy dinner, and on that night you both started your lent sacrifice.

No candy.

Simple enough for you, but Adam thrived on three simple things.

Ribs, alcohol and artificial sugar.

So when lent started he almost broke it three days later.

How did he almost break it?

Adam -the first man Adam- had a major hangover, so in turn, he wanted to crush up a Tylenol and put it in a Fun-Dip packet.

Oh god he’s slow , you’d think to yourself

You quickly had to grab the candy packet from him, he protested but nothing to extreme. His hangover was drowning out his energy and ability to argue with you.

“Why don’t you take the medicine with some juice honey?” You had offered him.

He had survived his lent sacrifice, now he had to make room for Good Friday,,, another nightmare for him, no meat.

Of course Adam had priorities, he spent his Good Friday sending prayers to his holy father.

You found it adorable that no matter how hard he partied and how unholy some of his actions could be, he still made room to do some good on the holidays.

He was fine on Good Friday, up until dinner,

“What do you mean no meat?” He questioned you as he made his way to the dinner table.

“Honey, Jesus sacrificed his flesh today, we must give up meat. It’s only for today, I promise you.” You put your hand on top of his and gave him a sympathetic smile.

“That’s a human thing babe! We’re already dead! I don’t see why we can’t just have some,” he tried arguing with you

“ oh hush! I made stuffed bell peppers and pasta with cauliflower,” you put a plate in front of him.

“If you don’t want to eat it, then fine, don’t eat it. You’ve spent all day praying, don’t throw that away because you want some meat. I know you Adam, I know you can do the right thing.” You crossed your arms and looked at him sternly.

“Fine fine” he muttered and started cutting his stuffed bell pepper.

Today was resurrection day, commonly known as Easter.

Early in the morning Adam prayed to his holy father and even made a visit to the big man himself.

That morning you two went out for coffee,

Normally you’d settle for any cafe but today Adam took you to a rockin cafe, or so he called it.

“It’s really cool babe! In the cafe they have a record player connected to big speakers. And they like totally let you play whatever record you bring in, so they’re always playing good vintage rock there!” Adam cheered on as he was walking with you.

“The coffee cups are black and they paint on them with these like white paint pens. Normally they just write your name but last time I went I told them to draw lightning on my cup and they did! It was so fucking cool, you really have you see it babe!” Adam continued.

You listened to him the whole walk there, your heart could explode he was so cute. You loved hearing Adam talk about the things he liked, it made you feel like he truly trusted you.

You arrived at the cafe and you had to admit, it was a very rocking cafe.

You both got drinks, Adam got a black coffee with twelve packets of sugar, and you got a tea.

Adam was right about the cups too, you could ask for a drawing on your cups and the workers would do it.

Adam got stars and flames drawn on his cup, you got flowers and vines on yours.

You two took a seat in the cafe and talked while the record player in the back spun, letting out a slow jazz song that you quite enjoyed.

After finishing the drinks you promised Adam you’d take him to get treats, candy and pastries from the store to make up for the ‘no candy rule’ during lent.

When arriving to the store Adam pulled your straight to the candy isle.

When something is created on earth it is also brought to heaven.

So when he stumbled across the peeps, he freaked out.

“These are sick! Little ducky marshmallows, humans are getting really creative down there!” Adam laughed.

Despite his teasing comments about the peeps he continued to grab one of each flavor and popped it into the cart.

You grabbed cupcake mix and frosting along with some sprinkles so you two could bake together later.

By the time you two were done shopping the cart was filled with an assortment of goodies including:

Every flavor of peeps, the bunny peeps, milk chocolate Cadbury eggs, Reese’s eggs, jelly beans, Cadbury crème eggs, chocolate bunnies, chocolate crosses, skittles, cookies, cake mix, frosting, sprinkles, bunny ear headbands, egg painting kits and two redbulls.

What a selection.

You and Adam giggled to eachother as the cashier gave you two weird looks.

As soon as you two arrived home you started the feast. You and Adam downed the redbulls and cracked open the peeps, going down each flavor and rating them.

You both decided the cotton candy peeps were the best, and the birthday cake peeps were the worst.

Adam dared you to play chubby bunny, a game in which you see how many marshmallows you can stuff in your mouth.

Adam made it to nine marshmallows and you only got to five.

Adam nearly choked as he attempted to shove another marshmallow into his mouth, his poor attempt sent you into a laughing fit causing you to spit out all the marshmallows.

Seeing you enjoy yourself so much made Adam smile, he was so glad he got to spend resurrection day with you.

After opening up the rest of the candy and eating some you asked him if he wanted to make cupcakes.

“Um, is that even a question? Fuck yes!” He jumped up running to the kitchen. You flapped your wings and followed behind him.

The cupcakes had been baked and how it was time for decorating, he adorned the cakes with yellow frosting and put jelly beans and peeps on top of his.

You on the other hand put baby blue frosting on yours and wrote happy resurrection day! With gel frosting on top of your cakes.

After decorating the cupcakes he offered to make dinner for you.

You gladly accepted.

While he cooked you cleaned the mess you two had previously made. Sugar and candy wrappings thrown everywhere in you and Adam’s living room.

For dinner Adam had prepared carrot, asparagus and potatoes with ham for the main dish.

And oh god, he made the lamb cake too…

Despite the fact you two JUST make cupcakes not even two hours earlier he decided to make a lamb cake.

The lamb cake was a tradition you and many other winners around heaven shared.

It was a lamb shaped cake dish that you bake the cake in, then once the cake is done you’d decorate it like a lamb.

Adam was a decent cook. There was no doubt that the cake would taste delicious, it’s the decoration of the cake that was questionable.

The lamb was given white frosting and a face made out of jelly beans.

The white frosting was smeared on in a way that made the poor lamb look like it was balding, and the face was melting off.

The lamb looked like it was begging for mercy, Adam tried to make it look cute though, by adding red colour to the cheeks to make it seem as though the lamb was blushing. It ended up looking like the poor thing had chicken pox.

“I made it for you” Adam stated.

You smiled

“Awwwwe honey!” You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a small kiss on his nose.

“It’s cute” you tilted your head and looked him in the eyes, a genuine smile painted your face.

“You really think so” he smiled wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I know so, now let’s eat.” You let go of him and sat down at the table.

He had gotten the plates of dinner ready for the two of you and he had set them down on the table making his way to sit down next to you.

You grabbed his hand and closed your eyes,

“Lord, thank you for this wonderful day, this lovely meal. Please bless the hands that prepared it. Lord thank you for your sacrifices and thank you for blessing me with this amazing partner” you prayed.

You and Adam both said amen in unison.

You went to pick up a fork but Adam placed his hand on yours, then gave you a quick peck on the head.

You smiled at him while he started eating,

You were very grateful you had him, and for everything he is.

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dontyoufeelitangel · 30 days

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Ghoulette sketches!!🩶🌹

By the time this is posted, it should be Friday

Good Friday to be exact,

Regardless, I hope everyone has ghoulish day!!

@thebandghostofficial

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dontyoufeelitangel · 1 month

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Another Vivzie pop art style inspired piece!!

(Did that make sense?)

Her proportions are kinda wonky but it’s whatever,

Her arrow tattoo is inspired by a tattoo that I have in my hand, so that’s fun⚡️⚡️

Ugh istg Tumblr ALWAYS ruins the quality😭😭

Ignore the tags, they are not relevant to this post whatsoever 💀💀 sorry

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dontyoufeelitangel · 1 month

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I found some old vivzie pop art, I deep scrolled her tumblr for this😭

+ my commentary on it.

She called this; archangel Gabriel, will we see them in hazbin? If so, will Gabriel’s design still look like this?

Based on the angels we have seen in the show I think this character design will be scrapped and re-done.

I’m not a furry but ugh I’m a sucker for all these werewolves, out of all vivzies characters, they’re definitely my favorite!!

Do you recognize them? These are Vivzies werewolf characters. They are most well known for their appearances in the Die Young animation.

So um, I’m obsessed, ANYWAYS here’s all their names:

Roxi (pink red yellow, left bottom corner)

Koko (purple sticking out tongue, left bottom corner)

Garfield (black and white checkered, far right)

Mint (mint green, tongue out, bottom middle)

Jiji (light blue body, dark blue hair, main singer in DieYoung, red eyes, gold earrings, middle)

Niquie (small pink, yellow eyes, sitting on Jijis head, top middle)

Whitney (neon yellow, red checkered pattern, middle left)

Dixie (light yellow, red nose and eyes, middle right)

Dani (fluffy black with white long face, light yellow eyes and black freckles, bottom right)

Jaux (pure black fur, white eyes, top middle right)

Gina ( black fluff covering white face, tucked behind Dani and Garfield, right)

From 2013 these are early designs for “angels and demons” which would later be recycled into Hazbin Hotel. The line-up is: Niffty, Husk, (idk who she is someone help me out💀) & crymini.

I love this design of crymini SO MUCH MORE than the newer one.

AAAHAHANNANSNSH I LOVE THIS ONE!!

So this is also from Angels and Demons (which would later become Hazbin hotel)

so the lineup is; Mimzy(she’s stunning), Niffty, Husk, Angel Dust, (that one girl who I don’t know), arackniss, crymini, Baxter, and Alastor.

I love this because we really get a look at the older designs of the Hazbins and also the retired characters that didn’t make it into Hazbin hotel.

Angel dust having a blob fish and an angel fish will never not be funny.

ALSO his design has changed a lot, but sometimes change is good,

Not for me tho lol, I like this old design more than the new one💃

Omg old huskerdust??😍😍 Idk actually, the caption for this was “bros will be bros” 😭

Anyways huskerdust till I die🗣️🗣️

What I find funny about this is how complex Angel dusts design is, and how plain Husk is,

Now in the show it’s the other way around.

Angel dust is drinking orphan tears😞😞

This was the farthest/oldest piece of angel dust art I could find.

Some details: skull on chest, both black eyes, no gold tooth, the amount of eyes, and the colours(duh)

This one haunts me ⚡️⚡️

Back from when Alastor and Mimzy used to be a thing,

Like, hands off my bitch Alastor

Okay this isn’t hazbin or anything,

But honestly as problematic as Vivzie pop is, I really fuck with this ke$ha sketch.

Because as much as I dislike Vivzie, I still love Ke$ha with my whole heart.

So this is angel dust fucking with Mimzy(he’s got her caught up in his webs), there’s also Alastor, husk and some other chick I don’t know.

UGGGHH Mimzys eyes used to be so cute istg

(She’s also matching eyes with Alastor)

On the topic of eyes, Husk is a free soul in this drawing😋😋

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dontyoufeelitangel · 1 month

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And that was it.

You were an angel, once a human. A human who lived a very comfortable life. And with that comfortable life came rules. Strict rules that you followed, rules that sent humans like you to heaven.

So when death knocked at your door, you gracefully accepted it, and danced with death. Your life was slow, comfortable and some might even say boring. And in the end you would have done it a thousand times again to get to where you are today.

You were a good human.

You are a good person.

You are a good soul,

And a good angel.

But above all else, you are a good partner, you’re Adam’s partner.

Life eternal with this man was unbelievable. You did all the things you never managed to do in life.

You partied hard, you lived freely and without care. And according to Adam you “rocked and rolled”.

This was all true. As an angel you did things only human you could dream of doing. For the first time in your existence, you lived, and you did it all by Adam’s side.

You were pure, you thought Adam was too. Behind all the sex and drugs and parties, you still had morals and ethical principles.

Maybe that’s what Adam loved so much about you. He could mold you into that party animal he always wanted. He could go down on you and the only name you’d be screaming was his. You were his defender, standing by his side above all else. So that at the end of a hard day, he could come home to his angel, with dinner ready and open loving arms awaiting him.

For you, Adam was eye opening, life changing. He gave you a whole new perspective. And because of Adam you were able to live without consequence.

For Adam, you were everything he could want. You were putty in his hands. He changed you to better fit his liking.

But that doesn’t mean the love wasn’t real.

The love was real, god, he loved you more than anyone else.

You and Adam’s relationship was… hard to explain.

But still, it was beautifully raw.

Adam loved you so, he knew he had to be truthful to you.

It was terrifying for him when he had to tell you about the exterminations. He expected you; so loving and pure, to hate him. Despise him even,

One thing he didn’t expect was for you to be on board, he had mentally prepared himself to lose everything he had with you.

The second you agreed to go down with him, he filled your ears with bittersweet affirmations.

“You’re the best babe!” , “those cunts won’t stand a chance against us,, holy shit!!” And “you’re doing the right thing sugar tits!!”

And just like that his wall of pride built back up, he knew his words would have you buckling at the knees and following his every command.

Oh god, you knew killing human souls was a wrong thing to do. You knew if your blade met the neck of a sinner, then you would be no better than the sinners being killed.

It was wrong, you knew that. You almost couldn’t bring yourself to kill another soul.

Almost.

The way Adam convinced you made it seem like they deserved it, perhaps the sinners did deserve it. Either way, you still melted like putty in Adam’s hand, agreeing to everything he said.

There is no sorrow in heaven, you couldn’t feel bad in paradise. So whatever remorse you felt for the sinners must have passed your system as quickly as it came.

The thought of killing another human soul only hit you again once you were in hell.

All the laws of heaven didn’t apply there.

There is no sorrow in heaven,

But there is everything in hell.

Every ounce of guilt, wrongfulness, and pain hit you like a train.

The feelings swirled and glittered in your stomach. The sorrow and shame ripped your heart from its very place.

You felt horrible.

You loved Adam so much, but no matter the love, how could you ever agree to kill another soul?!!

You didn’t want to hurt anyone.

You couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

In fact, the sight of all the souls being slaughtered brought tears to your eyes.

In a situation like this, you’d rather get eaten, than eat.

In all the chaos and bloodshed, there flew your lover.

Adam zipped through the sky, occasionally dipping down to murder a sinner. Giggling when he added a number to his kill count.

The blood of sinners was red, dark red.

A large contrast to the glowing gold ichor of the angels.

Adam soon became covered in red, it dripped and splattered on and off of him.

You, on the other hand, were glowing. Glowing from the mass amount of attacks aimed at you. All of the attacks had left bruises, cuts and wounds all over your form.

Many sinners made an effort to fight back against the angels. They jumped and attacked every angel they could see. Unfortunately, you were an unarmed angel and you weren’t hiding. Because of all these things you made a perfect target. You weren’t going to harm these souls, even it they stabbed, bit and punched you.

You weren’t trying to be a beacon of peace, no, you just couldn’t bring yourself to commit such acts of murder.

You managed to get all the sinners off of you as you flew into the dark sky. Out of breath as you reached a safe distance from above the ground.

Only fires, explosions and lights from nearby buildings lit the sky.

Even with the small amount of light provided, you still found your husband among the crowd, covered in blood, without an ounce of remorse.

You slowly made your way to him. The sight was pitiful. Your body was already in excruciating pain, each flap of your wings didn’t help the fact.

You huffed and trembled, afraid each breath would be your last. Still, you continued flying on.

Adam’s eyes drifted and found your glowing form. His heart stopped.

The screams from around him were all drowned out.

The explosions and fire all seemed to stop.

It had almost seemed like god had stopped time for Adam, just for this moment.

Adam saw you and he didn’t know how you managed to become as beaten up and as mangled as you were.

For the first time, this man felt fear.

Raw fear.

Not fear of what the sinners where capable of doing to an angel, no,

Fear of losing you.

He’s already lost two of his wives to the hands of Lucifer.

He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if he lost his third to the hands of Lucifer’s children.

Staring into each others eyes.

The universe seemed to stop.

You were exhausted. Your tiredness spread to your wings, as they temporarily stopped beating. You slightly fell a short distance, but managed to bring yourself back up. Still out of breath and in pain

Adam saw your pain, sensed your fear and still made no effort to come close to you.

He hovered in the air with fear and guilt coursing through his veins.

He thought you’d be fine coming here. It was laughable actually, the fact he thought you -the party animal you were- would actually enjoy killing as much as he did, he would be far from wrong.

You were tired, your wings stopped as you plummeted down to the ground. You made small efforts to keep yourself flying with the occasional wing flap or two, as you fell. But nothing could beat the truth of your exhausted body.

Then -only then- did Adam decide to move. Like a statue being brought to life, he snapped out of his paralyzing fear and quickly followed you as you fell.

Unfortunately for you, he didn’t manage to make it in time to catch you before you hit the ground, fortunately, you weren’t to far off from the ground. So your unideal landing didn’t cause much damage.

“Holy shit-!” Adam muttered out as he quickly sat his body next to yours.

You made a sad attempt at sitting up from the ground, only to be met with a sharp pain coming from your head and base of your wings. Your body crumbled against the ground again.

You couldn’t wrap your brain around the fact that you might be dying.

It can’t be true.

Even after death, you were a good person. Even now, on your journey to and through hell, you never killed a sinner, yet you felt like god was punishing you with this death.

This death is more painful than your human death,

When you take a look at Adam, a man that has killed thousands, a man who’s had many wives, a man that has committed every sin during his time in heaven,

A man who is your lover,

It further proves,

Adam really is gods favorite.

Or atleast you felt that way.

You look your life backwards and forwards, your human life was slow. In heaven Adam had given you the most exciting extraordinary life

You did half the shit that he did yet you were still cursed with a second death?

For the first time in a long time you were angry.

Angry that you were dying again

Angry that your human life had amounted to nothing

Angry that Adam dragged you down here

Angry that Adam dragged you down here and got away with everything, angry that he still gets to live on without you.

As you lay dying, you lay angry at the fact other women might end up with Adam after you. You feel bad about feeling this way, you feel bad for hating Adam as much as you love him.

Adam on the other hand felt terrible.

Sure, it hurt when his other wives left him, but at least he could sleep knowing they weren’t fucking dead.

How could he recover from this?

No amount of alcohol, sex, drugs or anything could make him come back from this.

Everything came crashing down on him,

His plan to make you perfect for him, his plan to spend eternity with you.

In the moment, he felt like god hated him most.

So when the time came for you to pass, he didn’t cry, he didn’t whine. Rather, he sat there and felt the worst pain imaginable.

You and Adam’s relationship wasn’t perfect, but it wasn’t fucked up either.

The love you each felt for each other was raw and real.

He made you into his perfect party animal, while you used him as a ticket for a life you never got.

It was messed up, but the love was there, and the love was real.

So that’s how it ended,

And that was it.

Gods favorite lost another one of his lovers,

Heaven lost another angel.

So imagine how it must’ve felt, to rise from the dead, and find two horns on your head..

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