#helluva ask blog

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

🎙️Important Radio Announcement:🎙️

(Broadcast transcribed into text form for better accessibility!)

Salutations, denizens of Hell. I do apologize for interrupting your regularly scheduled, mindless drivel that comes on when I'm not on air, but it's come to my attention that a certain group of individuals is planning on conducting a large-scale attack upon this platform.

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(Pictured: A post Cheeto was tagged in by our good friend Roo)

(Mod Cheeto: this is fine hahaha *shaking like a small dog*)

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No doubt organized by some lowlifes under Vox's employment.

Thankfully, this had been brought to my attention, and I was able to take appropriate action before disaster could strike. I've confiscated Vidette's device, and after grueling hours of poking, prodding, threatening, and accidentally purchasing eighteen Swiffers (much to Niffty's delight), I've finally succeeded in turning off the ability to send "asks" on my child's little project.

Though I, myself, am a connoisseur of all things gore and viscera, I'm quite confident in my conclusion that it is something a person ought not be subjected to without consent. For the purpose of science, education, or sharing evidence between professional peers, sure- But this particular genre of cruelty is something that no being should ever have to see. Especially not my fawn.

There are certain lines we do not cross, even in Hell. You, my delightfully idiotic attackers, have discovered the line.

(Pictured: The line. Isn't it swell?)

Do you see? It's a very clear line. You'd have to be a horrible person, or an immature buffoon in search of attention to cross that threshold!

To conclude, we here in the afterlife apologize for the inconvenience, but the mental wellbeing of our friends, and single unpaid-human-moderator comes first. The "Ask" button will be unavailable until the coast is clear.

However, fret not! This doesn't mean the end of communication between our realms, dear listeners!

If you wish to chat, simply create a post of your own, and tag our beloved Cheeto, or the blog itself, and we'll be able to reblog it to reply!

We at the studio thank you for your patience and understanding. Stay safe, make wise decisions, and seek appropriate outlets for your problems that do not involve traumatizing the masses, or harming yourself or others. Au revoir!

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TLDR: Asks will be disabled until probably the end of the month, or whenever this blows over, to prevent me from seeing horrible things.

If you want to RP, create a post and tag me or the blog in it, and I can reblog it to reply. This will mean you can't send anon asks anymore, but that's okay :D

[blitz-horsie-enthusiast]

HES ALIVE!

Oh that’s good.

*Blitz said as he continued to packed. Not even looking up from what he was doing*

[crimsons-reign]

" Dont cross me...Understood? "

!! THIS BLOG CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR BOTH HELLUVA BOSS AND HAZBIN HOTEL, CONTINUE WITH CAUTION IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED THEM.!!

Mod Cherri has had 4+ years of roleplay experience and will try his best to play Crimson as close to canon as possible!

Don't go insane with NSFW, Cherri is fine with jokes and light mentions, but will block you if you explicitly ask for any NSFW actions.

Cherri has finished literally everything that involves Hazbin Hotel and Helluva boss (Super excited for Full Moon to come out soon!!) and knows basically everything about the series.

Any Homophobic/Transphobic/Pedophilic/Zoophilic behavior will be blocked immediately

SHIPS ARE TOTALLY FINE AS LONG AS THEY ARENT INCEST OR ILLEGAL

You may ask for my main account and i will gladly give it to you!!

BLOGS LIKE MINE!

@pimpin-not-simpin-val

@greed-is-golden

@voxtek-official

@velvette--vee

[the-big-oz]

" Lust is meant to be pleasured..and enjoyed..~"

!! THIS BLOG CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR BOTH HELLUVA BOSS AND HAZBIN HOTEL, CONTINUE WITH CAUTION IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED THEM.!!

Mod Cherri has had 4+ years of roleplay experience and will try his best to play Asmodeus as close to canon as possible!

Don't go insane with NSFW, Cherri fine with jokes and light mentions, but will block you if you explicitly ask for any NSFW actions.

Cherri has finished literally everything that involves Hazbin Hotel and Helluva boss (Super excited for Full Moon to come out soon!!) and knows basically everything about the series.

Any Homophobic/Transphobic/Pedophilic/Zoophilic behavior will be blocked immediately

SHIPS ARE TOTALLY FINE AS LONG AS THEY ARENT INCEST OR ILLEGAL (FizzModeus preferred but I am totally fine with everything else) and thankfully unlike some INSECT, Ozzie actually cares.

You may ask for my main account and i will gladly give it to you!!

BLOGS LIKE MINE!

@pimpin-not-simpin-val

@greed-is-golden

@voxtek-official

@velvette--vee

[asktheglamsisters]

"Little double trouble gotcha boy shook!"

Welcome to our blog! The best performers are in town, take a seat and enjoy the show!

With Glitz and Glam!

Tag list:

#🎭} On stage: IN character (replying to asks, questions, and general posts)

#🎭} Backstage: OUT of character (same as above)

Out of character (ooc) I go by Max! Have fun stalking my account, you filthy sinner >:)

[ask-the-queen-beelzebub]

Bro, Lucifer has eyelashes.

@mischievously-royalty

[woofs-silly-ships]

"ace in the hole" is old slang used to mean a hidden advantage. Ace being used to mean asexual is only within the past 15-20 years.

I think with that particular line, Viv meant it in the old slang, forgot the younger gen asexuals call themselves ace, and pretended that's what she meant all along. (I'm 99% sure Viv never pays attention to the TQIA+ side, so that's why she ignores and excludes us)

Rosie calling Al her hidden advantage makes far more sense, especially with these new leaks.

Anyway, I don't think Viv should have bothered making an aroace character. She is obviously very into shipping culture and is definitely stepping away from any aromantic Alastor ideas. We'll probably have to say goodbye to his asexuality as well. Hazbin and HB are very LGB only kind of shows.

Oh my god. OH MY GOD

welp. There goes my remaining positive thoughts on that line.

And that also means Al didn’t just not know what asexual meant, he genuinely was like “Rosie wtf- can you not-“ AND THEN VIV PROBABLY TWISTED IT TO MAKE PEOPLE BELIEVE SHE HAD DECENT REPRESENTATION-

that last part is genuinely how I feel about the whole canon hellaverse tho, but even that’s debatable when you look at how stereotyped the gay and pan characters specifically are (the gay characters are all dramatic and horny/sex obsessed, and the pan characters are all also horny to an even more extreme degree (except Bee for some reason, I need to rescue her and Tex from this freaking show istg 😭)). I think Viv wants to be an ally of some kind but is just failing miserably

Yeah but if Alastor ever gets a canon partner or is no longer asexual I will be down pounding my head against the kitchen floor (/ref [never missing the chance for a will wood reference]) before writing a 50 page essay on how stupid that decision is /hj… only half joking.

But like yeah. Viv, we get it, you like shipping. But you can live without shipping just one character but having free rein of most others. It’s not that hard.

[sludgekludge]

stop pointing shit out about the helluva designs i'm still caught up on asmodeuses tiny head ever since you pointed it out /lh

no. look at it

i want you to look at it

[blitz-horsie-enthusiast]

That’s because I’m not one… never seen a fucking imp before?

I’ve drank a whole keg of Beelzejuice at once… I think I’ll be fucking fine.

*Blitz sigh laying his head down on the counter.*

Look, I just really need to get fucking drunk and whatever gets that done the fastest is preferable…

*Blitz slowly walked into the hotel, heading straight for the bar, climbing onto one of the bar stools when he got there.*

Okay, let’s keep this short… I’m blitz, I’m a friend of @charlie-morningstar666… you’ve probably seen me around the hotel and shit.

I’m here for a drink… most preferably the strongest shit you have.

“You don’t look like damn sinner.”

“I’ve got some Everclear, but this shits 95% alcohol. You ain’t supposed to drink it straight”

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

People will hate me for this...

but this poor soul yes may be cringy... but they don't fully deserve this...

*Revives Emberlynn and rocks her*

My child... are you okay?...

-Torinon

Emberlynn - Me? sure, yeah, I'm fine! Not like despite the fact sinners revive every time they die via non-angelic weapon, we still feel the pain and slow encroachment of death's sweet embrace every time we're brutally slaughtered!!!

I am here for ROMANCE and PLOT TWISTS and TO BE WOOED BY HELLHOUNDS!!! Not WHUMP or HURT-NO-COMFORT!!! I mean, those are fine as genres themselves, but IT IS NOT WHAT I PUT IN THE AO3 SEARCH BAR, YA FEEL ME???

[blitz-horsie-enthusiast]

*not in a good mood and just laying on the floor contemplating her life choices for the 20th time this week*

Umm… what are you doing on my floor…? Are you good…?

[helluvaoutlaw]

Gimme Shelter

((( Warning: The song Striker is singing in this post contains sensitive content. )))

Under the dim, smoky lights of the Sugar Buzzed club, Striker stood on the small, worn stage, gripping his electric guitar. Usually filled with vibrant neon hues, the club had dimmed its lights tonight to recreate a Wrathian country blues atmosphere. The crowd, a mix of regulars and curious newcomers, buzzed with anticipation. Striker's outfit was a blend of vintage charm and rugged style:

Brown trousers, black suspenders, an old mauve-colored shirt with its sleeves rolled up, and a black vest that completed the ensemble. He was enjoying a cigar while arranging his guitar and giving time to the other musicians to prepare themselves.

The two Hellhound vocalists (recommended by Queen Bee herself), were more than excited to perform with him, given the two girls were giggling and whispering to each other, probably commenting his physique.

He adjusted the microphone stand, its metal frame barely reflecting the subdued glow. The club’s atmosphere was thick with the scent of spilled drinks and the low hum of conversation.

He drew one last smoke from the cigar, before putting it out in a metal ashtray.

The cowboy nodded at the rest of the group, before starting to play.

Striker's fingers danced across the guitar strings, coaxing out a raw, soulful riff that immediately quieted the crowd.

"Ooooh, a storm is threat'ning

Myyy very life today

If I don't get some shelter,

Ooh yeah, I'm gonna fade away...

Waaar, children,

it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Waaar, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away."

His voice, deep and gritty, cut through the room as he began to sing a blues rock tune, each word dripping with emotion and authenticity.

"Ooooh, see the fire is sweepin'

Myyy very street today

Buuurns like a red coal carpet,

Mad bull lost its way...

Waaar, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Waaar, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away..."

The guitar came alive, electrifying the room. Striker's skills were evident in every note, his fingers moving with precision and passion.

"Look out!

Raaaape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Raaaape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Raaaape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away..."

The crowd swayed and nodded, some with eyes closed, lost in the music. The rhythm section backed him with a steady, driving beat that resonated in the chest of every listener.

The vocalists were doing a splendid job, enhancing the feeling of the song with their honeyed voices.

"Ooooh the floods is threat'ning

Myyy very life today

Gimme, gimme shelter!

Or I'm gonna fade away..."

Striker’s performance was a blend of raw talent and heartfelt emotion, the kind that left an indelible mark on everyone present.

True, the song wasn't exactly a cheerful one, but he didn't care. They came to feel the true Wrathian spirit tonight, which was anything but sweet and joyful.

It was crude, merciless and painful, delivering the harsh truth of life.

"Waaar, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

I tell you love, sister,

it's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

Kiss away, kiss away..."

His voice rose and fell, his eyes closed as he sang every lyric with ardor, his mind miles away.

As the final notes echoed through the club, the audience erupted into applause, the sound filling the small space with a wave of appreciation.

Striker grinned, nodded, and thanked the public, letting the band to take care of providing ambience music as he left the stage to get a drink.

He would've sang again a bit later, but for now he just wanted to enjoy a glass of bourbon.

(((Song: )))

(((Art belongs to: )))

[the-big-oz]

I think Val is jealous because you’re literally a big COCK

overcompensating much @pimpin-not-simpin-val?

" Well I suppose so! I mean how else would he be while being cucked by an Asexual deer all the time! "

[asktheglamsisters]

ohhh mg both of you are gorgeous what how

"Thanks!!"

"I know. A lot of talent is what it takes."

"Showoff."

[ask-the-queen-beelzebub]

This is the ✨️ anon, and I've turned you into a baby. (you can decide how long)

-✨️

(Not long, since idk how to rp as a baby-)

"BA!"

(@voxtechsmells @queen-of-vees @madly-enthusiastic @adamforthewin)

[the-big-oz]

Asmodeus would let out a low chuckle as he reached into the chest window of his suit and removed the lil jester Fizzarolli he always had with him, setting him down right next to Him lol and gently petting his head before taking her hand and gently kissing it as a sign of respect.

He would take a seat at the other end of the table and clear his throat, Fizzarolli just sitting there right next to Ninlil like a dog

" Can I trust you to look after him and Luci for me, I'm afraid Val might get his disgusting grasp on him..I don't want him even TOUCHING my Froggy "

A eruption of pink and blue fire was seen before you as the sin of Lust straightened out his suit and brushed himself off, looking around before finally looking down at you.

" May I ask you for a favor, I've heard a lot about you down here and I have faith that I can put my trust in you to look over a couple people for me, they are rather similar so I assume they'll get along with each other while I settle some business with an Insect.. "

@the-big-oz

Ninlil had been in the middle of sleepily eating breakfast. Taking bite with her eyes closed as she tried to wake herself up. She had woken up early to start organizing her thoughts on how to infiltrate the Vee’s tower. And what favors she could cash in.

There were so so many ways one could go about this…

Needless to say, the last thing she was expecting was Asmodeus to appear in her room and immediately start talking. The force of his entrance pushing her hair back and forcing her to grab the milk carton next to her in the table so it didn’t go flying.

She slowly put down her fork.

“Greetings my lord Asmodeus, How are you this morning?”

Her wings raised for their sleepy drooped position to fold neatly against her back.