Adam was the first man.
He wasn’t really sure what that meant. But it was what the Angels called him. And they told the truth. They told the truth always. But his body wasn’t comfortable. He didn’t like it. He was told it was made to be perfect for him.
Then he saw Lilith. She was beautiful. Adam envied her. She was small, like he wanted to be. She was curvy where he was blocky and she was elegant and soft. He wished he had her body.
Then Lucifer took her, his best friend. His greatest trust. He took the one thing that he wanted. And okay, maybe he felt a little better, no longer having to spend every day staring and a being who had exactly what he wanted.
Adam was the first person to go to Heaven.
Heaven was… okay. It was pretty bland, and Abel was waiting for him. But his body was still the same. It was supposed to be paradise, be exactly what he wanted. But his body was still blocky and it never curved.
He fell into his macho man persona. He played it up. Maybe if he did it enough his body would feel comfortable, it would be the right one. But it didn’t work.
He was given a whole group of people. Women. They would work with them to kill demons. Sinners. It felt nice to get some revenge on Lucifer.
Lute and Vaggie were his two best. Vaggie wasn’t the type to be touchy feely though. So in the end, as much as Adam loved all his exorcists, it was Lute he was closest with.
He loved to fuck women. But in the dead of night, cuddling in his bed with Lute, he would confess he did this to feel their soft curves and love the kind of body he wishes he could.
Adam was not the first Fallen Angel.
He showed up in Hell as a little lamb sinner. His body was no longer big, and blocky. Instead it was soft and smooth. It didn’t curve exactly how he wanted. But his fluff was as soft as the bodies he envied, and he passed himself off a girl. To hide his identity from people who would want to hurt him, he claimed. It wasn’t true.
She didn’t want to go to the Hazbin Hotel. She had enough self awareness to know they wouldn’t want her there. Instead she sang songs in her room about feeling wrong in her body.
She got a job at a boutique as a model for the dresses and it felt so nice to finally feel the soft of the fabric rushing over her skin. Something she hadn’t felt before. Anything Lute tried to lend her was too small. It never worked.
But somehow the Spider Demon and Adam crossed paths. He insisted that she come. Adam guessed this would come. That they would try to punish her.
At the Hotel, however, Charlie insisted she try and get rehab. To become better. Even at the protests of Vaggie and everyone else.
And maybe it hurt when Lucifer called her a boy, a man, or when the residents called her using male pronouns, or when Charlie stocked her closet with masculine clothes, and male magazines, and boy boy boy.
But it was okay. It was okay, and the pain wasn’t too bad.
She He deserved it after all.
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transfem orel is more than just her being a silly lesbian to me it would change the show so much. especially with how misogynistic clay is + how he insists on orel being a "man" in nature and how a conservative christian town would react to an openly trans person. she would have to like. live with stephanie or rev to start transitioning medically and ik christina and doughy would be her biggest fans through the whole thing but the rest of the town is either neutral/doesnt care or Very Very Hostile about it.
and it rlly depends on the person like ask joe for his prns hes not gonna know what that means he'll stick his tongue out in your face anyway. ask ms censordoll she calls you a queer. ask tommy his pronouns hes like "he/they thanks for asking" like. you get it right. and i mention rev taking in orel too cuz hes so quick to be cool about his daughter being lesbian i feel like he sees orel as a good well meaning kid and wouldnt deny her a place to stay
thats just My Thoughts methinks
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