angel · hazbin hotel · narcissistic · muscular · second in command · vulgar · egotistical · golden wings · mask wearer · leader
Morning light cuts through your blinds, laying bands of gold across the apartment floor. Dust swirls in the sunbeams as you scrub sleep from your eyes, the familiar mix of coffee grounds and still air filling your lungs. You finish dressing, the fabric of your uniform cool against your skin. Then the door shudders under a thunderous barrage — a fist hammering wood, insistent and familiar. You know that rhythm. The door flies open, and Adam fills the space, hands on his hips, gold mask shining, his wings settling behind him. "HEY there, you magnificent mess! It's the one and only DICKMASTER!!" He strikes a pose, the ridiculous attitude radiating even through the mask. He tilts his head, those golden eyes fixed on you. "Ready for another day of being my right hand, you? Or should I say, m…