Est. 02/19/2024Independent Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss Multimuse
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Haven't had much muse here lately, and I need to get caught up on HB. Apologies to all! I do plan on coming back, but these days you can catch me on @connectedinthefade, my dragon age multi.
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"I WANT MY BOSS!"
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"........Cock Rave time."
#{{ nsft mention }}#{{ mild nsft }}#nsfw mention#{{ muse: emberlynn pinkle }}#{{ dash commentary }}#{{ girl i hate you sm }}
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❝I got a bad reputation -------
#MCLTIPLES; A multimuse featuring muses from Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. Read rules and bios before interaction. PSD CREDIT. Summoned by Rin.
---------- I got it, bad, bad, bad.❞
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all my muse has left for @mournwatchingprofessor oops
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I'll be mobile bound on the weekend as I'll be watching two dogs and a baby at their house for the weekend.
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stay…
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Requesting Fizzarolli hugging Charlie and Vaggie
I’m aware this is not what you asked for Anon. Forgive me
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I can't believe I have to say this, but if you run a HATE blog for anyone in the community, please for the love of god hardblock me and don't look back. I don't care what you think they've done, and if it's serious, as in a crime, I do want to be informed. But if any of you run trolling or hate blogs I do not want to be associated with you.
We are adults. We are not kindergarteners who talk shit because our favourite toy was stolen by jimmy or Rita. I am not going to say anyone is a perfect person, but going onto the internet and just spreading toxicity is not how you handle having problems.
If you don't like someone, block them.
End of fucking story
This will be my only post on the manner.
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"I'm not sorry, I'm angry and tired and restless and sad! I'm stuck in the moments I swore that we had! I wish you would chase me, or try and embrace me, for once, I wish you would lie and say-"
"I love you."
"You do?"
"Yeah, no. You're a crazy fucking bitch."
"I HATE THAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU! WHY DID I FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU? WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS LOVE FOR YOU? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET OVER YOU?!"
"Why in the world won't you love me too?"
#long post#long post cw#{{ long post }}#{{ long post cw }}#{{ muse: emberlynn pinkle }}#{{ muse: blitzø }}#{{ lyrics post }}
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A friend...? She didn't really know her dad had any of those, besides that dickhead. Though, those two weren't really on speaking terms at the moment. She had no idea what was going on with them, but now she couldn't find a care in the world for that. "Huh, didn't....Know he had any."
He was talking to himself mostly, but he heard a voice and gazed over at her. Oh, this must have been Stolas' daughter he mentioned before. He greets her with a wave. "Hey there, I didn't know someone was listening to me. My name is Roy Mustang. I am... a friend of your Fathers. It's lovely to meet you." He didn't mention he was seeing her Father because he'd rather Stolas be the one to tell her. For now this would suffice.
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"Emberlynn Pinkle...I uh...I don't have....Previous...." The way her voice was shaking, it was obvious she was either new in Hell, or afraid of being in the presence of one of the Vee's. Though, based on the way she kept looking around, as if there was danger around every corner, it was probably the former. Her ears were flat against her head, and her tail tucked between her legs as she followed behind the overlord.
Perhaps she wasn't meant for this kind of life. All her degenerate things she had done had certainly led to her ending up here, of course, but...She was never that violent, and she had never been that fame driven. More into shipping, and fanfics, and...Well...Other things. She chuckled nervously, looking up at Vox. Jesus he was so tall.
"I mean I'm purrobably not any good. I really didn't...Think I'd get this far."
" Good! The rest of you, stay in your fucking seats. Like I said, pass or fail. This is the point of no return chucklefucks! "
And, for many, it may very well be. Though not because they'd be killed if they didn't meet his expectations. No, he saves that for valuable assets. These chumps? Far from valuable to him. At least, for now. Maybe if he finds a diamond in the rough among them his tune'd change. But for now, they're just wanna-be voice actors he can use and abuse for money.
He'll make them famous, and then they'll be valuable. Because he'll have not only made them famous but also because they'll have become employees of VoxTek, which includes the mandatory cybernetic upgrades too. That's the point of no return. The point where you go from being an independent soul in Hell to property of VoxTek until he deems you useless.
" Name and previous work? " He doesn't even look over to the other as he leads her through the hall and toward the recording studio he's having this little audition bullshit take place. He may not like it, but he does have to catalog the people he's dragging in.
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She didn't say anything at first, those words alone were enough to make her feel everything all over again. Though this person was kind enough to reach out. She needed this. "It's just...This royalty bullshit. I'm tired of it. She shouldn't have hit him, I know that, but...I don't...He's a king of Hell, I know, I just, did she deserve to die for that?"
That wasn't what Amity expected to hear. She's heard a lot of messed up things, but that was something hard. Yet, she was here and she wasn't going anywhere.
"I'm sorry," She started out. Unsure what to say, after all, she was just a stranger. "..... I know it's tough right now, but you're not alone. We don't know each other, so it might not mean anything, but I'm here if you need to just cry it out. You can hug me, too. And if you need to talk, I'll be here to listen too."
#parental death cw#mcltiples#{{ muse: octavia goetia }}#{{ verse ;; octavia goetia || hey mom ; dead mom }}
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Octavia didn't know what to say, if their dad didn't know what had happened.... Was it really her right to tell him? She could tell he didn't have the best relationship with his dad, and with the divorce, his animosity with her mother was just as bad. Maybe worse. The screaming did get bad some days.
"I don't think...."
She sighed softly, looking at her dad, as he pulled her into the hug. She had barely got her words out, as hard as they were, and she paused. Taking a moment to just....Cry. Letting herself feel before she could get the words out. She needed this. He needed this, if he knew, and if he didn't, he would need it.
When she finally stopped crying, a few minutes later, she finally found her voice again.
"I don't think it's my place. To tell you."
oh how the sight of her current state hurt him so. she looked fragile, as if laying even one finger on her could shatter her into pieces. Stolas is careful when he enters, closing the door behind him to keep the noise out. steps are slow and he lowers himself down to her level once he reaches her. a cautious hand on her shoulder. " .. Via .. oh my little starlight .. " he wants to ask what happened but part of him doesn't wanna hear it nor was he gonna make her say anything she didn't want to. he just knew she was in immense pain.
" .. i'm here. please ... when you're ready, please talk to me. " its all he asks before pulling her into a tight embrace. holding her in his arms, like she was a small child again. the memories of her waking him up in the middle of the night when she had horrendous nightmares. he'd soothe her with song and tales of the stars. something he hasn't done in such a long time.
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kinda wanna do another what character do i remind you of poll while i work on replies. so i am
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