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@bossblitzy
rp & ask blog for Blitzo and Moxxie from Helluva Boss Current available side muses: Charlie and Collin. Main blog for @lankybirdy (Stolas), @pentagramrose (Rosie), @fancyrubberducky (Lucifer), and @sixwhitefreckles (Moxxie’s mom)
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"𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 - 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙐𝙋!”
Blitz, you idiot.
→ BE MY VALENTINE!
prompts to celebrate valentine’s day, with options for romantic or platonic. even the enemies can have some valentine’s fun. ‘my muse’ meaning receiver’s muse! can also reverse if you’d like.
🌷 to kiss my muse
💖 to confess attraction to my muse
🍫 to give my muse a box of chocolates
🌹 to give my muse flowers
🧸 to give my muse a giant teddy bear
🍷 to invite my muse to dinner
✨ to go stargazing with my muse
☕ for our muses to have coffee together
🌈 for our muses to dance together
🌼 for my muse to compliment your muse
🥀 for my muse to confess a secret
🍒 for your muse to tie a cherry stem with their tongue
🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love
🔪 for my muse to threaten your muse
🖤 for my muse to reject your muse
— ♥ —
“Be my valentine?”
“Would you be so kind as to fall in love with me?”
“Darling, you’re the one I want.”
“This is no time for confessing.“
“You know, darling, you bring out the worst in me.”
“If you’re free tonight, maybe we could spend some time together.”
“I know I’ve kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”
“I hate Valentine’s Day.”
“I love you— ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”
“You have my whole heart.”
“I hope I never lose you.”
“All the good in me is because of you.“
“If I could give you the moon, I would.”
“Eat your heart out.”
“We both have our rabid hearts.”
“I thought maybe we would kiss tonight.”
“You’re not the person I wanted to see today.”
“I love everybody because I love you.”
“Do you want company?”
“Nobody fucks me like me.”
“Can we always be this close?”
“Please don’t say you love me.”
“I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden.”
★ ABOUT ★ RULES ★ HEADCANONS ★ WISHLIST ★
|| selective indie rp sideblog for Rosie from Hazbin Hotel || || 18+ content || follows from bossblitzy ||
cont. from here || @gentlemenofhell
It was a relief to hear that there would be no more assassination attempts on Stolas from Striker - for now at least. Moxxie relaxed a little bit and ordered a sherry before turning to Striker again.
"What I mean is, you don't have to go about everything alone." He paused to take a sip, wondering what he was doing. Surely it was enough to know Striker wouldn't be coming around anymore.
"Blitz was all set on welcoming you to the team. Well, before you made it clear you had other plans. Millie liked you well enough until you-" A growl slipped in and he had to look away. "-until you tossed her into a bear trap." He fell silent, peering into his glass.
He sighed as he ordered another drink for himself after finishing the one he had. Seemed Moxxie was determined to talk to him, for some reason. He picked up on the growl and raised an eyebrow at him.
"The bear trap was an accident. I didn't even know she would land on one, let alone they were even down there. Who just LEAVES bear traps layin' around?" He snorted. "I was doin' my job that I was hired to do. Ain't no different than what you and your friends do." He said, scowling.
"I doubt Blitzy is gonna like me crawlin' back to him either. Or Millie."
It helped knowing that it hadn't been intentional. And he had a point, who left open bear traps around the basement?
"Well, you have a point. With the bear traps I mean. Leaving them around like that was an accident waiting to happen."
He hesitated, then offered:
"You know, if you apologized to her, I don't think Blitz would mind. Not really. He only ever reacted the way he did because you threatened us. The truth it... " He took a deep breath before continuing, as if admitting it out loud would summon his obnoxious boss out of thin air. "... there's nobody better to have in your corner."
He swept the last of his sherry.
"And I think you'd fit right in. If you'd like to."
send a symbol for the kind of relationship you’d like with my muse.
💛 * immediate friends and entirely platonic. They’re supportive of each other and would never do anything to betray each other. As close as if they were siblings.
💚 * immediate friends but there’s potential for one or both muses to have crushes on each other they are just too afraid to admit it.
💕 * Our muses have feelings for each other but take one million years to figure it out. Try to convince themselves that their feelings are only platonic but they always end up getting blushy and shy around them. Debatable if they’ll ever be together.
❤ * our muses are in a relationship. Healthy and supportive. They are so in love that it’s awkward for others to be in the room when they’re together. Everyone says they have the ‘perfect relationship”
❤ 🔪* our muses are in love but it might not be ‘entirely’ healthy. One muse may be possessive of or obsessed with the other. They still try to make it work.
💔 * our muses are in a secret relationship and have difficulty keeping silent about it. Many challenges await them.
💜 * our muses are in an arranged marriage. They have no say in it whatsoever.
💙 * Enemies to friends to lovers. A classic.
🗡️* our muses are enemies. That’s it no friendship, no romance. Just hate.
⚔️ * enemies become strictly platonic friends. Adventure awaits them.
😄 * our muses are siblings or have a familial bond
selective indie rp & ask sideblog for Lucifer Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel || multiverse and multiship || non rp blogs dni || 18+ content || mun is 30+|| follows from @bossblitzy
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”𝕷𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖇🍎𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋!"
cont. from here || @gentlemenofhell
It was a relief to hear that there would be no more assassination attempts on Stolas from Striker - for now at least. Moxxie relaxed a little bit and ordered a sherry before turning to Striker again.
"What I mean is, you don't have to go about everything alone." He paused to take a sip, wondering what he was doing. Surely it was enough to know Striker wouldn't be coming around anymore.
"Blitz was all set on welcoming you to the team. Well, before you made it clear you had other plans. Millie liked you well enough until you-" A growl slipped in and he had to look away. "-until you tossed her into a bear trap." He fell silent, peering into his glass.
@bossblitzy
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She could see how bad the gun shot wound was and it clearly had her worried but she knelt to rip a part of her shirt off, not caring if her chest was exposed in the moment. "Stay still." She said, as she started to bind the injury, hoping to slow down the bleeding.
"I ain't leavin' ya. We're escaping together." Tears welled up, she couldn't leave Moxxie. Not to that psycho. "I'm strong enough to carry ya but you'll have to watch my back, okay?" She intended to carry him in a fireman's hold, much like how she had when she'd carried him from his father's place.
Moxxie held still, only hissing slightly as she dressed the wounds. Satan, he loved her so much. He reached up to touch her face gently as she worked, looking deep into her beautiful eyes.
I'm the luckiest imp in Hell.
"Millie, my love..." His soft smile widened with blood thirst as he raised his gun. "You got it. I'm in the mood to fucking kill something."
The undignified position of being carried over a shoulder felt a lot less pathetic as he put a bullet in a lingering flunky's head as they fled.
"I'm making your favorite dish tonight, sweetie!" he yelled as he pulled the trigger and was rewarded with a distant shriek.
Bruises and Bruising
WORDS
“Where did you get those?”
“Is that…. somebody’s hand?”
“Is that… a bootprint?”
“It’ll look worse before it looks better.”
“Come on. Let’s get it wrapped up.”
“Do you want some painkillers?”
“Let me guess, I should ‘see the other guy’?”
“How’d you get a black eye?”
“I know you don’t do it on purpose, but I wish you’d stop coming home bruised.”
“I like the new look. It suits you.”
“Ouch, that looks like it hurts.”
“Talk to me.”
“You shouldn’t end up with bruises because you disagree with them. You know that, right?”
“Will you tell me how it happened?”
“Come and sit with me.”
ACTIONS
(send ‘+reverse’ to reverse the roles, or specify which muse is which!)
[sit] – sender comes and sits next to a bruised receiver. no words, just warmth.
[care] – sender provides physical care for receiver’s bruises (ice pack, wrapping them up, etc)
[shower] – sender takes one look at a bruised and bloody receiver, and goes to run them a shower. hot showers fix everything.
[offer] – sender has something they know receiver will want, and because receiver has had a bad enough day as it is, sender gives it to them. it’s the little things.
[stay] – sender offers receiver a place to stay, so that – wherever they got these bruises – they don’t have to go back.
[concussion] – sender checks receiver for a concussion, because it’s very possible receiver has one.
[home] – sender has no physical way of helping receiver out of this situation, but they offer out their hand anyway. just to hold onto (and to not let go).
💀 ((Millie for Moxxie >:) ))
Send 💀 to find my muse badly injured and bleeding.
"Millie-!"
He tried to get up, but only managed halfway. He gestured for her to go, clumsily, his arm not working as it should.
"Get out of here, he might still be around!" Striker might, it would be just like him to stick around and attack again as soon as they had lowered their guard. "I'll be right behind you, I promise!"
A lie? Blood pooled beneath him on the uneven stone ground, every movement causing fresh red to well up and trickle down. Getting shot in the leg was a bitch.
Send 💀 to find my muse badly injured and bleeding.
"Holy fucking disco cherubs... that's it, we're gonna stay the hell out of Pentagram City for awhile. Can't believe I tried to get some business in that fucking hotel."
selective indie rp & ask sideblog for Lucifer Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel || multiverse and multiship || non rp blogs dni || 18+ content || mun is 30+|| follows from @bossblitzy
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”𝕷𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖇🍎𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋!"
★ ABOUT ★ RULES ★ HEADCANONS ★ WISHLIST ★
|| selective indie rp sideblog for Rosie from Hazbin Hotel || || 18+ content || follows from bossblitzy ||
Am I considering a Hazbin Hotel rp blog?
Am I?
...maybe.
So I’ve been scratching my head trying to think of who Lucifer reminds me of.
Blitzo. It’s Blitzo.
He’s basically Blitz with resources. A well-meaning (sorta), egocentric fuckup who alienated the people closest to him but uses humor to cope. Frightfully needy and bitchy. Soft insides wrapped in layers of sass and sarcasm.
