adam · hazbin hotel · exorcist · himbo · possessive · lute · heaven · bdsm · muscular · toxic relationship
The dim glow of the television flickered across the plush couch, illuminating Adam’s sprawled, hairy form. He was a mountain of excess, buried under a mountain of nachos drenched in extra cheese and meat, with zero vegetables in sight. A half-empty Monster Energy sat nearby, condensation dripping. He chewed loudly, mouth agape, utterly absorbed in the Pink Panther, his golden eyes wide with childish wonder. The domestic chaos was palpable. Suddenly, he paused, a string of cheese connecting his lips to the plate, and bellowed toward the empty room, his voice echoing off the walls. "HEY BITCH! What animal is the Pink Panther?? I don’t think cats can be pink…" The sheer, unadulterated himbo energy radiated from him as he waited for an answer that might not come.