I Really Like Zophiel, Especially In Evilmenshoe80s Fic He Played A Key Role! Now, I Want To Use Him

I really like Zophiel, especially in evilmenshoe80‘s fic he played a key role! Now, I want to use him again so here’s an idea.

The virtues are arguing among themselves. Gabriel and Uriel against the idea of redemption and Hazbin Hotel, Remiel and Cassiel approves of it, and Raphael and Azrael chose to abstain from this decision. This leaves Michael as the deciding factor on which side will win.

He was pressured by all of them to give his answer but instead of answering, he ran away and went immediately to a balcony to calm himself down. (He is still grieving about the news of Adam’s death and being reminded of this “Hazbin Hotel” was hurting him more and more.)

On one hand, he can side with Gabriel and shut down the hotel as a sort of revenge against them for killing Adam, but if the concept of redemption is possible he’d like to give everyone a fair shot of redeeming themselves. This shows his angelic nature (and former title as the Angel of Justice) showing.

Suddenly a specific phone (he has a lot of phones) calls him. This phone is used specificially for one purpose: Zophiel. Only Michael knows of Zophiel’s existence. Everyone else thinks that Michael has connections in all sorts of places.

“Yes?” Michael asked.

“What’s with the cold tone, boss? Are you mad at me for giving the info late?” Zophiel asked in a teasing tone. Michael growled in anger.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. That’s quite insensitive of me” Zophiel sounded regretful and guilty. Good.

“I know you’ve been missing Adam. But I have an important news from Hell for you” Zophiel’s tone sounded serious.

“What is it?” Michael asked curiously.

“Well you know how that angelic steel can permanently kill angels, hellborns, sinners and all?” Zophiel asked.

“Yes.” Michael replied, one eyebrow raised. “Where is this going?”

“I’m getting there. I showed you the clip of Adam getting stabbed of said steel, correct?” Michael’s clenched his fists in anger.

“Yes.” Michael replied with bitterness.

“Well, I got some news for you. He did die, but he is back,” Zophiel paused while Michael felt his hand become cold in anticipation. “As a sinner” Zophiel finished.

Michael almost dropped his phone in surprise and relief. He felt his eyes water but he immediately wiped them away.

“Any clue where he is?” Michael asked.

“He is staying in the Hazbin Hotel. Why? I heard it’s to give this redemption thing a shot. Seems like he must really want to get back to heaven” Zophiel replied.

“Thank you for the info, Zophiel.” Michael replied, grateful for the info that Zophiel provided.

“I’m always at your service, Sir Michael. I’ll call again to give you more info. Call me if you need me.” Zophiel replied in a comforting tone. The last part was said with a comforting gentleness to it. The phone went dead as Zophiel hang up on his side.

The next day, Michael gave his answer. He sided with Remiel and Cassiel much to Gabriel’s annoyance. As Remiel celebrated and excitedly told Emily that the Hotel is approved, Michael looked away in guilt. Only Uriel saw the guilty face he is making.

“It’s alright, Chief. You decided on what you thought was right. Don’t mind Gabriel.” Uriel said with a smile while patting his head. Michael nodded. Guilt stirred inside him even more. He didn’t agree because it was “what he thought was right,” but for a selfish reason of wanting Adam back.

Meanwhile, Zophiel sighed tiredly. He observed the hotel from afar using his angelic power. Adam got himself a deal with Lucifer. How is he suppose to tell the Prince of Heaven that his beloved’s soul is now owned by the King of Hell?!

Like I said, this is just an idea. I just like the thought of using Zophiel! For those who are curious, here’s the info I posted about Zophiel. I also used vee’s (i hope you don’t mind I call you that evilmenshoe80) version of Zophiel.

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Swap AU Part: 6

Michael had been flying over the garden for a while now in search of a certain human. The lake was devoid of the first man’s presence when he came down from Heaven. Of course, he waited at first, maybe Adam was just late or busy. Though as more time passed, his concern only grew. There was nothing dangerous in the garden, every animal and every plant were all safe for the humans, but at the same time, Adam had never missed their daily meetings. In fact, the human himself claimed it was what he most looked forward to everyday. So where was he? The last time he was delayed was when Lucifer had tried to talk to him…

The sound of soft chattering directed the angel’s attention towards a small river, secluded by an encompassing green forest. Michael flew down towards the sound. It could be Adam. Though as he got nearer, the voice sounded clearer, the pitch a bit higher, the tone more reserved. In front of him was the first man sitting by the river bank, his knees close to his chest and his expression a little uncomfortable and guarded, albeit willing to stay and listen to… Lilith, the first woman, as she made small talk in such a casual manner. 

“Adam, I’ve been looking for you,” Michael announced his presence as he walked towards the first man and kept an aloof eye on Lilith at the same time. “You weren’t by the lake.”

Adam gasped then looked up at the sky. The sun was at its peak, its intense rays shone brightly over the entire garden. “Oh, I’m so sorry Michael! I didn’t realise the time!”

“Oh, so you’re Adam’s new friend, Michael,” Lilith noted, her cheek resting on the palm of her hand as she observed the unfamiliar angel. The angel bore some resemblance to her chosen husband, Lucifer; sunny blonde hair and milky white skin, but that was all. This angel was taller, less wispy, and definitely not as amiable as Lucifer, if his freezing gaze towards her were any indication. Still, that didn’t dissolve Lilith’s relaxed demeanour, angels were not allowed to bring any harm to humans after all. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Lilith.”

The air of nonchalance that surrounded her, her confident gaze, her amused smile. Michael disliked all of it. The way she acted like she belonged wherever she pleased when she should be the last thing to approach Adam. “I know who you are, first woman,” Michael replied. “I’ve taken over Lucifer’s job as Adam’s guardian since the incident. I’m sure you’re well aware of it.”

“Uh uhm, Michael…” Adam looked at the angel with pleading eyes. The air around them had suddenly gone heavier, the tension crisp as it sent shivers to his spine. Why was this happening now? Just as he was about to fix things with Lilith!

The smile that graced Lilith’s face quickly faded at Michael’s words. The careless elegance upon her figure was replaced with stilled paleness as dread surfaced in her eyes. “Oh. I’m assuming Adam told you.”

Michael nodded, “Though you are saved from the consequences for now.” He pulled Adam closer to him, wings protectively wrapped around him. “You can thank Adam’s kindness for that.”

Lilith released a breath she hadn’t realised she was even holding. The stiffness that overtook her body washed away by relief from the words she just heard, though some unease lingered preventing her to assume the level of nonchalance she had prior. “I guess you’re right.” She turned her gaze towards Adam, her expression unreadable. “Thanks Adam, that was very kind of you.”

Everything seemed to be going wrong. Things were supposed to get better, not worse! Adam quickly pulled away from Michael and stood between the angel and the first woman in an effort to mend the situation. “Michael, Lilith and I were just patching up. Please be kind to her.”

Michael simply gave a blank stare. Did he hear that right? Adam was rebuilding his relationship with Lilith after everything she had done with Lucifer? Surprise and a bit of disappointment flashed in his eyes before he quickly regained his composure. “That’s good…I suppose,” he huffed. 

Adam kept his gaze on the angel, pleading and reprimanding at the same time forcing Michael to break contact as he shifted his gaze to a random tree. “I will be polite.”

That was better than nothing Adam supposed, though he did hope that everyone would get along better in the future. He turned to look at Lilith. She seemed a bit better now, some of the cool air than normally surrounded her coming back as her figure appeared to be relaxing slowly. That was a good sign. Adam released a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry about that Lilith.”

“That’s alright,” Lilith smiled. “I feel like we started off on the wrong foot.” She looked at the sour angel behind Adam. “Hi, I’m Lilith, the first woman and a friend of Adam.”

Michael sighed to himself. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do. To pretend to make friends with one of God’s traitorous creations. “I’m the archangel Michael, the sword of God and Adam’s current guardian.” He turned around, picked a direction and then started to slowly walk away. “Alright, let’s go Adam.”

“Ah- wait..!” Adam rushed back to his spot earlier near Lilith and picked up the small bag he left there before running after the angel.

“What’s with the rush?,” Lilith asked from her seat by the river bank.

“Oh, we’re just about to grab something for lunch,” answered Adam as he paused in his tracks.

“Ooh, can I join?”

“No,” Michael replied tersely as he stopped to look at the first woman.

Lilith settled comfortably on her seat, an amused smile gracing her lips. “Why not?”

Feeling the atmosphere become more awkward and tense again, Adam replied to Lilith before Michael could, “Maybe next time Lilith, sorry.” And with that the two left, leaving a clearly amused Lilith by the river bank.

—-

On the other side of the massive forest, far from the river bank where Lilith was, Michael and Adam picked forest berries by hand and placed them onto a small basket the angel had conjured for them to use. The heavy atmosphere from earlier was now replaced with the serenity of bird songs and the cooling shade of the forest foliage away from the heat of the midday sun. 

“Are you okay?,” Michael suddenly asked as he kept on picking berries.

Adam stopped to face the angel, head tilted to the side. “What do you mean?”

“From what I know the last time, you didn’t want to be even near her.” Michael placed the berries he picked into the basket before straightening himself up and returned Adam’s gaze. “If she’s forcing you to do things for her, then I can put a stop to that.”

“Nono, she wasn’t doing any of that,” Adam smiled, a small chuckle escaping his lips. His angel was such a worrywart. “We were genuinely trying to fix things between us. And while I still haven’t forgiven her or Lucifer, I do miss the way things were before…this,” he gestured randomly around him. “So I’m trying harder this time.” 

Michael hummed in response. He accepted Adam’s response, but couldn’t help but be a bit unsatisfied. Again, he thought that the first man was being too easy with those two, but he supposed he just had to respect his wishes no matter how much he disagreed with them. Kindness and patience was a virtue after all, though the human seemed to have too much of it. Michael released a sigh at his inability to really do anything at the current circumstances. He really didn’t like it. This feeling of uselessness. He was one of God’s mightiest angels, and yet here he was letting a fragile human deal with the troubles in the garden, that shouldn’t exist in the first place, while all he could really do was stand by and watch. 

Adam had gone back to picking berries when he heard Michael sigh and mumble something under his breath. A thought then struck his mind and he quickly got back up, a little panicked, and grabbed the angel by his shoulders, forcing him to look back at him.

“Ah! Of course that doesn’t mean I want you to leave!,” Adam quickly added. “You’re a change that I’m very happy to have permanently!”

Though Michael was confused and unsure of what caused the first man to react like that, he was also happy at what Adam had thought of him. The idea of being a permanent change in Adam’s life; to have carved and marked his spot forever in Adam’s heart. It all sounded…nice. “Then I’ll be sure to remain by your side for eternity,” he smiled with a fondness that came from deep within him. 

To have those crystal blue eyes look fondly at him and that tender smile that rarely appeared on his flawless face directed at him made Adam’s stomach feel odd. As if there was something small fluttering inside, like a bunch of tiny butterflies fluttering about unsure if where to go. With slightly shaky hands, Adam let go of the shorter angel, looking away from his bejewelled face. He could feel a slight warmth on his cheeks, and the need to simply hide away bubbled inside him as he fought to remain still. “I, uh, sorry…for shaking you like that,” he coughed into his palm in an attempt to hide his burning face.

“No need to apologise. It didn’t hurt me or anything,” Michael let out a small laugh. “Though, I must admit, it was a bit odd,” he added, amusement on his face as he watched Adam somehow turn redder. He wasn’t sure what was causing the man to become so bashful, but he quite liked it. He found him especially endearing like that. It suited him. That was how Michael thought things should be for Adam. To have simple worries only, and none of that Lilith and Lucifer thing. And he was glad to at least have that kind of effect on Adam.

Adam released a shaky breath, “W-well, those berries aren’t going to pick themselves!” And with that excuse, Adam ran off to a random direction away from the angel, bringing the basket full of berries with him. 

“Ah. He ran away,” Michael muttered to himself. He looked down at his hands full of berries. “And took the basket with him…”

Why did he run away? Adam really didn’t know why, but he simply felt like he had to, and before he knew it, his mouth made a silly excuse and his legs carried him away. At that moment, he felt like he was about to combust as if the butterflies inside of him just multiplied tenfold and were screaming for an escape out of him. And if he was about to explode, then at least he had the decency not to do it in front of Michael. 

…

Adam groaned into his hands. Why was he acting like this? Recently, he had been feeling a bit odd, like there was something inside of him. It was something akin to nausea, but also quite different. Was he ill? Did he eat something bad? He was sure there weren’t any bad things in the garden. The worse thing was that the feeling sometimes intensified whenever Michael got a little too close to him. Was that what was making him ill? Angelic presence? That didn’t make sense to Adam. He spent plenty of time with Lucifer before and he never got sick. Lilith was also still fine. Adam wondered and wondered, put all of his thought into this one thing, but came up with no answers. He was so confused.

After a few moments of regaining his composure and taming the butterflies inside of him, and much back and forth with himself, Adam finally returned to where he left Michael. The first man came back having picked precisely zero berries since he ran away, too busy being bewildered and worried about himself, while the angel had two new baskets beside himself filled to the brim with berries, way more than what Adam had. 

“Oh, welcome back,” Michael commented offhandedly, still busy picking berries despite most of the bushes and trees now devoid of said berries. 

“Um, I think we’ve gathered plenty enough for ourselves Michael.” Adam looked at the staggering amount of berries the angel had gathered, and then to the empty bushes around said angel. “Way too much.”

At that, Michael paused his activity and finally truly looked at his surroundings. Oh. Perhaps he got a little too engrossed. “Huh. Well, that’s less work for us to do tomorrow, I suppose.” 

“Yes, well, um, that’s good…” Adam fidgeted at his spot. He could feel the butterflies starting to flutter wildly in his stomach again, his hands were getting clammy by the second as he held the little leaf bag in his bag. “...actually, I’ve got something for you.”

Well that got the angel curious. Michael eyed the small bag that Adam had in a tight and guarded grip. “Really? What is it?” 

Adam nervously made his way towards the angel, one hand outstretched as he reluctantly handed over the small bag he was holding to Michael. “I just wanted to thank you for the beautiful lyre you gifted me,” Adam said, his cheeks turning slightly pink. “I hope you like it.”

The bag felt light in Michael’s hand, almost weightless. Slowly, he opened it, revealing its contents to himself. Inside was a carefully handcrafted bracelet decorated with various glistening stones, such as sapphires, aquamarines and lazurites, and seashells of varying shapes and sizes painted white, light blue and a deep ocean blue, all held by a silky golden fibre. The care and thought put into the small gift evident by the intricacies etched into the pieces that completed it. 

The angel’s silence at seeing his gift was eating Adam up inside. “Do you not like it?”

Michael looked back up at Adam, taken aback by the first man’s question. How could he possibly not like it? It was one of the most thoughtful gifts he had ever received in his existence. “Adam, I love it,” he answered as he proudly put the bracelet on his wrist. “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever been gifted. Thank you, really,” he smiled wholeheartedly, his deep blue eyes glistening with sincere appreciation, the little golden stars under his eyes glowing faintly under the shadow of the forest foliage. 

“Really?,” asked Adam, still somewhat unsure. There was no way his little gift was the most beautiful thing someone as nice as Michael had ever received.

“I wouldn’t lie to you,” Michael guaranteed.

Adam felt his heart swell at that.

[Things are getting sappy 😖]

Part 5

Part 7

He's shy

In the Time Travel AU, would Adam be on the bottom or is this more of a switch situation?

So, I'm actually an exclusively bottom Adam enjoyer. But for this au, I'm not sure if it matters too much since I'm still undecided if I'll write anything explicit. Not because I don't want to write it, but because I've no experience at all 🥲.

I do have a scene in later chapters where it would work, but again, I don't think I have the skill for that 🥲.

But yeah, in my head anyway, Adam bottoms, and he'll have a crisis about it lol.

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