#crikeycrymini Independent, selective, and private roleplay blog for Crymini from Hazbin Hotel. Read rules before interacting.
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💀🎸Sinners rejoice! Welcome to hell, I'll be your guide, Jupiter! (she/her, 25+). Low activity. Threads are mutual only but the inbox is available for all, for now. Blog is strictly 21+ for dark and mature themes.
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@gamblinwildcat || Husker
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***This is a safe place! Any themes of racism, transphobia, homophobia, sexism, or general hatred of any kind WILL NOT be tolerated on this blog. And if you participate in ANY of these, kindly see your way out.
🎸 Considering she was seen in the pilot, This is a canon-divergent blog! More will be added when she is formally introduced in the show, but for now, all headcanons are my own creations.
🎸 Please use the usual roleplay etiquette: no godmoding, no stealing, and please be respectful.
🎸 I do not tolerate ooc drama or callout posts, this is a hobby. The inbox is open for now but anon will be turned off if it becomes a problem. This is for roleplay, it's not that deep.
🎸 There may be some darker plots involving substance abuse and street crime with Crymini. Triggers will always be tagged. Please, message me if I didn't tag something I should have.
🎸 I love plotting, don't be afraid to jump into my IMs! Disco is available to mutuals.
🎸 Quality > Quantity
🎸 Muse ≠ Mun. I don't condone everything she says or does.
🎸 All graphics were made by the hubby over on @fadedtombs <3
🎸 I'm not sure if I will be shipping on this blog. However, if chemistry is found, I will make exceptions.
🎸I will only write with one Husk, I'm so sorry but it's what I'm comfortable with and we have heavily plotted her story beforehand. I may add mains later but they are my one and only exclusive. As for other characters, I'm open and duplicate-friendly.
🎸 Activity will be spotty. Mun is married and has a full-time job. More will come soon... for now, these are just the basics while I get everything together!
“I dare you to try.”
“Do you always get close?”
“You’re pushing my limits.”
“Stop looking at me like that.”
“I’m losing control here.”
“You have no idea, do you?”
“I can’t resist you anymore.”
“Stay back, or don’t.”
“I know what you want.”
“This is getting dangerous now.”
“You’re too tempting for me.”
“I shouldn’t want this, but…”
“I don’t play fair, remember?”
“Careful, you’re testing me.”
“You’re just making it worse.”
“You’re too close for comfort.”
“Do you always push buttons?”
“Stop before I kiss you.”
“You’re making it too hard.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
“I want you too much.”
“You know exactly what you’re doing.”
“I’m not playing games here.”
“You’ve crossed the line now.”
“Keep pushing, and you’ll regret it.”
“This is dangerous, isn’t it?”
“I’m trying not to care.”
“Don’t make me regret this.”
“You’re playing with fire.”
“You don’t know what’s coming.”
“I shouldn’t be this close.”
“We’re getting dangerously close now.”
“I can feel the heat.”
“Don’t test me right now.”
“I want you too badly.”
“Don’t make me chase you.”
“You’re distracting me, you know.”
“I won’t fall for this.”
“I want you, but…”
“What do you want from me?”
“I’ll never give in.”
“I’m trying not to care.”
“You’re playing with my patience.”
“Don’t make this harder, please.”
“I can’t stop this feeling.”
“I’m already in too deep.”
“You won’t walk away unscathed.”
“You’re walking a fine line.”
“I’m trying to stay calm.”
“What are you doing to me?”
"Crym, are you listening?" The words went right over her head, her eyes glued to a newcomer at the blackjack table. She had been watching him for a few minutes, closely eyeing his hands, making sure that no cards were hidden or being pulled out to cheat the house. All the workers were trained to spot the signs, but he had won four hands so far, and the dealer seemed to look stressed.
She finally broke her gaze when the stranger stood, seemingly heading her way for a drink. She finally looked at the huskette beside her, placing two drinks on her tray with a huff. "Here." As the waiter walked off, Crymini shifted her focus to the newcomer taking a seat.
"Aren't you a lucky one?" She paused, glancing him over. "Almost like you had some trick up your sleeve." She raised a brow, clearly suspicious. "What can I get ya?"
"If you're expecting me to try on that, think again." The look of disgust was clear on her face as she looked over the dress. It wasn't the most frilly thing she had seen, but for her, it was still simply too much. And it was her least favorite color, yellow. "It has glitter for fuck sakes! Can't you find someone else to be your barbie doll?"
She had been assigned to the bar for the night, but with Husker gone and taking care of some business, she couldn't help but be on alert, scanning the floor and keeping an eye on the patrons and the staff. All things seemed to be going well for a weeknight, that is, until she spotted a huskette trying to back away from a table. She was too far away to pick up on the conversation between the two, but she already knew that this guy had been pushing his luck all night. And the moment she saw the discomfort cloud Josie's face, her ears folded back, and a low growl escaped her.
Patrons were told multiple times to keep their hands off the merchandise, and yes, this included the employees. As soon as she watched the man grab Josie by the hips, she leapt over the bar with her bat in hand. "Fuck face! Hands off!" Crymini yelled, bringing the baseball bat down on the male's arm, only to be followed by a sickening crack and a painful scream. In full guard dog mode, she used the end of the bat to press against his chest, pushing him and his chair away from Josie before stepping between the two. "You touch her again, and I'll break all of your fingers, one by one. Got it?" She gave a final and forceful push, causing the chair to tip over, bringing the man down with it.
She turned and took Josie by the hand, leading her back to the safety of the bar. "You alright? I saw him getting handsy."
"Order a drink or lose the seat, lady. If ya wanna sleep, go find a fucking hotel." She raised the shot glass to her eye, inspecting it closely after her last patron basically left a ring of slime upon the rim and everything else he seemed to touch. She never understood why they let him into the Casino in the first place; the cleaning crew practically had to follow him everywhere to keep the slime to a minimum.
When Crym finally looked up to the other, she couldn't help but cock her head to the side, ears pointing up as if on alert. "Wait, I know you from somewhere." She looked the other up and down for a moment before snapping her fingers with a smirk. "Wait, you're..." She tapped her lip for a moment, trying to recall the name, but her mind seemed to fail her. She waved it off, shrugging her shoulders. "I've seen you on Voxflix." She paused. "Ya know, you're pretty flexible."
She had promised Husker that she would try to be back before last call, but she had missed that by about three hours. Unfortunately for her, the fight hadn't exactly gone her way, resulting in a cut eyebrow and a forming black eye, but overall, she was okay. At least she was for now, but if Angel or Husker saw her in such a state, she was sure there would be some consequence.
She tried to be as quiet as she could, but her balance was slightly off due to her eye, and her tail swept a discarded beer bottle from one of the card tables. She tried to turn and catch it, but she wasn't quick enough, causing it to shatter on the floor. "Fuck!" She whispered as she already heard footsteps coming down the stairs.