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IMPORTANT UPDATE

So... my muses over here have pretty much all been drowned out by my more active muses/fandoms. I apologize to anyone I started threads with over here with my non-BG3 and HH/HB muses, but I think if you've been in the RP community on tumblr for a while, you know that it happens.

I'm going to keep this blog around, just in case they do come back because muses fluctuate, but when I can't bring myself to write the replies I owe over here for a week, I know it's time to move on.

If you are still interested in writing with me, you can find me at my other blogs, linked below. I am more than happy to do crossovers and AUs with other fandoms, but for my sanity and wellbeing, I need to stop hanging on to this short-lived blog and focus on what is bringing me joy. If you don't follow me, no hard feelings!

Thanks for sticking around, and I hope to see you on the other side.

Baldur's Gate 3 Multimuse Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel Multimuse

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Hazbin Boss and a Helluva Hotel

Multi-muse BG3 Indie RP

Origins and OCs

Mun is 40+

21+ preference for interaction

Mature and NSFW themes

Open to OCs, AUs, and Crossovers

Lengthy and short replies

Discord RP upon request

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Hazbin Boss and a Helluva Hotel

Multi-muse BG3 Indie RP

Origins and OCs

Mun is 40+

21+ preference for interaction

Mature and NSFW themes

Open to OCs, AUs, and Crossovers

Lengthy and short replies

Discord RP upon request

Rules }{ Muses }{ Mobile

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Hazbin Boss and a Helluva Hotel

Multi-muse BG3 Indie RP

Origins and OCs

Mun is 40+

21+ preference for interaction

Mature and NSFW themes

Open to OCs, AUs, and Crossovers

Lengthy and short replies

Discord RP upon request

Rules }{ Muses }{ Mobile

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From the Mun

I'm gonna be absent for most of the weekend, helping my parents with their moving sale. I'll be here in the evenings (my timezone is US MDT) but I don't know how active I'll be over here.

Honestly thinking of switching some things up, this was my first foray back into Tumblr RP and I'm feeling a bit more confident on the muses I actually have muse for and the ones I like to play, but I just am not feeling them at the moment.

Hazbin/Helluva and BG3 have been my major fixations, so I think I may end up making a new blog for my HH/HB muses because I have way more than just Angel and Blitz and I'd like to add more of them, but I don't want to crowd out a multifandom blog with one fandom. I still do have muse for everyone else here, just not as strong as others.

Anyways, I'll probably be working on making an HH/HB multimuse blog while I can this weekend and have it up as soon as possible.

In the meantime, check out my memes and send me some and I'll get to them as I can. Right now, though, unless it's one of my HH/HB muses, this is gonna be a low-activity blog.

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my power is no illusion. i can fucking demolish you.

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Open Starter for Blitz

"Well, fuck you too!" Blitz shouted, stamping his foot down with his hands held clenched and arms straight at his side. "You have no idea what it's fucking like to be me, okay? I am constantly giving pieces of myself to everybody else and nobody sees it because I am a selfish narcissistic prick and I know it, don't fucking think that I don't!" He was panting now, his blood boiling because oh, he was fucking pissed. He knew he was a dirtbag, he knew he didn't deserve anything good in his life, but that didn't mean he didn't want it.

"But at least I wear my defects out in the open like a decent piece of shit!" He straightened up, closing his eyes and tilting his head with every emphasis of his words, "I don't fucking hide it behind a mask of fancy clothes, or fake ass altruistic bullshit like some fucknozzles I know!"

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hey sorry i didnt text you back for 2 weeks i just became completely jaded with the entire human experience. anyways whats up

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The second I saw this I just bolt right up and HAD to draw it. As my fist comic this took me SO much longer that it needed to -_-

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"maybe the problem is you" oh the problem is definitely me, next question

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"Ohhh, I see. Ye're a private kinda guy." Angel said with a devilish smirk, plopping onto the couch as he watched the other Sinners on the street through the hole in the wall that started this whole conversation. He lounged across the entire thing, long legs stretched out as he raised his top arms up to stretch. "Nothin' wrong with that. I forget sometimes ya come from a kinda prudish time when everyone kept their 'sins' in the closet." The porn star inspected his fingers as he spoke, cleaning the smudge under one nail with another before looking back up at Husk.

"I only do it on camera for the money. Porn an' whorin' are just jobs, an' I don't always like my job. But it pays the bills, and I'm expensive." He said it very nonchalantly, giving a bit of a shrug. "I don't typically advertise what I actually like behind closed doors. Leaves 'em guessin' and gives me an air of ~mystery~." Like aftercare. It had been way too long since Val had given him any sort of aftercare...

"If ya ever wanna talk about it in more... private... intimate settings, my room's just right upstairs." He grinned a bit wider, raised his brows suggestively, but there was more than just teasing in his words and mannerisms. There was a sincere desire that maybe, just maybe, Husk would finally call his bluff or take him up on his offer. "I do like having intimate conversation in private, too."

The feline-avian's wings flair slightly, feathers ruffling, while his tail swishes abruptly and maintains a side to side rhythm afterwards, "What's it to ya?!" Nah, he wasn't ready to dignify that with an answer one way or another just yet and so he resorts to deflecting.

After the flare up, he's left wide open to listening to the Spider carrying on, detailing the freedom and self expression that can be found in sexual acts and really he isn't finding himself too opposed to most of it, the concept was one he was fine grasping and keeping a hold of, sure. He tilts his head back and knocks back another swig of booze.

"Yeah well, if anyone's gonna find out it ain't about to be happening in front of the whole world, least of all with any cameras, I ain't about any of that exhibitionist shit. Not when it comes to...something most folks seem to forget these days...and it may be an old fashioned notion but I'd still prefer my acts of intimacy to be just that. Intimate and fuckin' private!"

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“what can that hand do?” kill. Cause problems

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Blitz just stared at Moxxie as he kept on talking, wondering how the hell someone so small could have that much lung capacity to say so much annoying shit all at the same time. He was pretty sure Moxxie was saying the same old shit he said anyways, so he didn't feel like he particularly needed to pay attention.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever, I know you'll figure it out, you always do." He said, waving his hand dismissively as he went to the coffee maker to pour himself a cup of coffee. "Now if you'll excuse me, Stolas sent me some links to some kinky shit he wants use to try next time we fuck, so I'm gonna go jack off in the office for about an hour. Don't come in...." Blitz paused with a sly grin, "...unless you wanna. Millie's not the only one who can peg, y'know! Anyways, seriously, don't disturb me for, like, an hour. Maybe two. Should give ya enough time to get something done right."

And with that, he went into the office, tail swishing behind him, and slammed the door shut.

A split second later, he opened the door, put a 'do not disturb, jacking off' sign on the door, and slammed it shut again.

It was about an hour and a half later when he came out of the office, ear-to-fucking-ear grin. "All right, now that I feel fresh and fancy free, what's the word, Mox? Ya figure out how to save the fucking business or what?" He asked, sliding up beside his employee and slipping an arm around his shoulder. "Tell me whatta ya got."

"Sir, that is precisely why I was bringing it to your attention to begin with. It would seem our need to draw in clients far exceeds what we had anticipated for this month's projected goals..." He's about to break down the numbers for thier recent accounting books, when he's cut off by Blitz's accusatory remarks. Moxxie nearly bites clean through his own tongue. "Excuse me?! I wouldn't know whether it does or does not have much to do with my father but it's not likely..."

The topic shifts again and this time the smaller imp is truly perturbed. "Sir! That is highly inappropriate and no, NO, that does not make us anything! That would require consent which you most certainly do not have and may I go so far as to solidify that you will NEVER obtain said consent!" He rebukes with his voice growing louder as he went on, tail snapping a few times behind him.

"You are correct, sir, I do not want to know, please just go and forget about all about this for now. I'm sure Millie and I can brainstorm and come up with some way to garner the attention required from the proper individuals seeking out out specialty services!" He sighed, honestly why did he even try, it just so happened, he didn't feel like arguing it out for now. "Although, we will require your input once we do come up with the proper plan, you're approval is a crucial part of the process, sir."

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"Are you tryin' t' tell me that you're all vanilla?" Angel asked with a bit of a laugh. It was more a laugh of astonishment, as he did not believe that bullshit at all. There was no way the bartender didn't have some kind of kink that he was keeping under wraps. And Angel was going to find it out, one way or another.

"An' all that exxx-aggeration and stuff you call other bullshit is the way a lotta people express themselves and their freedom t'be whatever the hell they want, y'know." Angel had three hands on his hips and waist, and one hand raised up in the air as if making a point, because he really was.

"We had enough of those damn prudes up there tryin' ta' silence us, we shouldn't have ta' put up wit' that bullshit down here, too. This is Hell, for fuck's sake! Who cares what your dirty little kinks and secrets are? Especially if ya ain't hurtin' no one with it."

"Admit it, old man, ye're a little kinky an' ya just don't want us knowin' about it."

Angel Dust knew better than to take any threat like that from Husk seriously. In all reality, he doubted the bartender would harm a silky hair on his head. Did he use that to his advantage? Oh hell yeah, but it was also something that kept him wanting to stay close to Husker. The man was safe, and already proved he was ready to throw down when Angel was in danger.

Still, he really loved to steam his collar and tease him in the best way he knew how. It was a weird way of showing affection, but it was one of the only ways Angel knew.

"Oh, big daddy, you know I like it rough." Not the first time he'd said that, sure, but it wound up the cat like no other. But he knew better than to push it too far.

"Seriously, though, why are ya such a sour puss about sex?" Angel asked, with a more serious tone of genuine curiosity. He knew the bartender wasn't a stranger to the horizontal tango, so it confused him that Husk always got so pissed over sex jokes. "It's just sex, it's really not that big of a deal."

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"Mmm, silent but deadly, are we? All right, I can play with that." John asked with a cocky chuckle. He didn't seem to have any sort of bag, just his trusty jacket and his sword slung at his side. Oh, he had plenty of weapons and gadgets on him, they were just very... strategically place.

He plopped down in a chair at the conference table and propped his feat up on the table itself, leaning back with his hands behind his head. If she was going to be silent and make him play the waiting game while she packed, he'd make himself comfortable while he did it.

"You just let me know when you're done packing your bag, princess, and we'll be off."

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John was absolutely thrilled when Jack had sent him another invitation to join the team at Torchwood. In truth, he didn't think he deserved to work with Jack's team, not after what he had done to them, and he was shocked that the immortal was even willing to give him another chance. But that was Jack, even in the days when he was a scoundrel too, he'd give anyone another chance or several. John new from personal experience.

However, like always, his invitation and goodwill came with a catch and a price. He expected to be working directly with Jack, but no, instead he was teamed up with a newbie to Torchwood.

At least she was hot.

"Right, then, got the orders from Jack. Is there anything you're forgetting before we get this half-assed show on the road?" Because really? Inspecting a suspected weevil nest? He was definitely above that mission fodder.

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Angel Dust knew better than to take any threat like that from Husk seriously. In all reality, he doubted the bartender would harm a silky hair on his head. Did he use that to his advantage? Oh hell yeah, but it was also something that kept him wanting to stay close to Husker. The man was safe, and already proved he was ready to throw down when Angel was in danger.

Still, he really loved to steam his collar and tease him in the best way he knew how. It was a weird way of showing affection, but it was one of the only ways Angel knew.

"Oh, big daddy, you know I like it rough." Not the first time he'd said that, sure, but it wound up the cat like no other. But he knew better than to push it too far.

"Seriously, though, why are ya such a sour puss about sex?" Angel asked, with a more serious tone of genuine curiosity. He knew the bartender wasn't a stranger to the horizontal tango, so it confused him that Husk always got so pissed over sex jokes. "It's just sex, it's really not that big of a deal."

"And you always gotta be a stuffy prude." Angel gave a small hmph, crossing his arms a bit more over his chest before flashing a toothy grin right at the bartender.

"Everything's sexual if you try hard enough, big boy." Angel said, giving a bit of moaning and seductive emphasis to his words. "It's your loss ya never wanna try it with me."