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Hellverse (Hazbin & Helluva Boss) multimuse roleplay blog. Please read rules. [tracking: dickmasterz]

[dickmasterz]

PERMANENT STARTER CALL! Like this post if you’d like to receive one. “ψ(｀∇´)ψ

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Muses. Verses.

This is for mutuals & non-mutuals! Multi-muses please specify your muse in a comment on this post or send me privately your preference!! Thank you.

Please note: I can and will be slow for the foreseeable future. My time has been erratic. Please don’t hesitate to message or engage, just know I can be slow ic and ooc. Thank you.

[dickmasterz]

so i think for the moment adam, abel and maeve are going to be my go-to muses. the rest will be tertiary/request only.

[dickmasterz]

@hellcab - maeve

"Eeny, meeny, miny..." Her finger fell upon the cab of interest. "Moe."

That's the one. She walked along the side of the car, always marveling at the ingenuity of the human mind. The advancement of technology back on Earth always echoed in Hell and she found it to be hilarious.

Her nail lightly tapped against the passenger window as she leaned down, staring into the cab as though she were the one propositioning a service instead of inquiring on one. "You on duty?" Maeve raised an eyebrow slightly, pale eyes gleaming against the harsh neon lights this eve.

[dickmasterz]

still here! had a very exhausting week. circling back. :)

[dickmasterz]

i'm playing catch up on my other blogs still, so running slow here.

but feel free to like this for a short (one-liner or one para) starter! please specify the muse you want it for (mine and yours, if you're a multi). :)

[cerchionero]

I'm sorry if this has already been done before, I just couldn't resist doing it

[dickmasterz]

Maeve dancing on the ledges of the tallest buildings she can find against the wind is more likely than you think.

[rainrein]

i love creating oc x canon ships i think more people should do them and i think more people should be really, really, really weird about them

[dang3rrt1ts]

He is very punchable.

@notdickmaster

[hellishbind]

She's about to shout because his floppy, submissiveness wasn't what she was after. She was after the sharp commands that had somehow made her fall in line. The derogatory language that had briefly called upon the likeness of his father, making Lute stop in her tracks.

Considering hitting him, suddenly the fury she feels shifts to intrigue. Still not what she was after, but. Closer.

"Boss?" she jabs her finger in his chest, still searching for it, and not entirely sure how to pull it out. "Don't make me laugh. You're pathetic, you're meek, it was a mistake to ever put you in charge of the army, you haven't stood for a thing in your life, you don't have what it takes, you're a disappointment, and you'll never belong here."

She spits halfway through the tirade losing track of that fact that it's Abel she is harassing, and not herself.

[dickmasterz]

"Ow, Miss Lute--" He rubs his chest, taking half a step back from her. Oooh, he hoped that didn't bruise.

Oh man, he is trying to be so respectful! He knows how close his dad was with Lute. She was always so mean but ever since his dad bit the dust (rest in peace), she has been so much worse. Like, he gets it but sheesh. She needs to chill.

Especially now.

The moment she stated he'd never belong here, he flinched.

"Aha... Miss Lute? I, uh. Hate to break it to you, but I belong here way more than you or dad. Heaven is for nice people, but you two have always been so... so..."

"Fucking mean!" He covered his mouth a moment before shaking it off. "I get it, I'm upset dad's gone. But Heaven wants the exorcists to be utilized in a different manner now." He grabbed her hand still holding his robes and peeled it off himself, his tone a little firmer. "So fall in line, pleaaaase."

[dickmasterz]

"Which of you TV bastards gets the porn channel?"

[dickmasterz]

I think my interpretation of Adam is very much a 'he talks a lot of shit but a small percentage he doesn't actually believe'. I feel he predominantly talks shit for four reasons:

Ragebaiting

He doesn't like you

He isn't thinking deeply on what he says

He doesn't mind you

It's hard to know how he actually feels about anything serious because he's too busy taking nothing seriously at all. And when he is being serious? It's hard to even tell unless he gets angry. His mood swaps between hot and cold, he interchanges frequently if 'babe' or 'bitch' means something positive or negative. I chalk it up to half the time he isn't thinking deeply enough to care how his speech could affect others.

He's so 'it's just a joke bro', but it's those people that have a very small window on handling criticism. I think he has convinced himself that he's the hero and the victim after what happened with Lilith and Eve, possibly whatever happened between Cain and Abel. It's just fuel that feeds into other people being the problem and not him.

He was the good son of God that spawned humanity. He was the one who was betrayed by both his wives. He was the one who likely had one son kill the other. He did what he was supposed to and everyone else made choices that affected him negatively. He didn't make anyone do anything.

I feel like he is so loud and the 'funny guy' not because it's not a sincere part of his personality, but I think it helps bolster things he just never dealt with. Insecurity, feeling jaded or callous. Never taking accountability so it just compounds into more and more negativity that makes his jokester side and obnoxious behavior louder and louder. And then you factor in he's a human soul that has existed for so long, he's probably bored as fuck. The extermination is the chance for him to get out of Heaven and engage with the half of humanity that exists inside of himself that isn't permitted in Heaven.

I feel also like he does possess internalized sexism and what not. But he talks more shit than he believes about it. Especially since he has had a lot of time to process humanity's evolution with gender and orientation. And... tbh, I don't think he actually cares. What he does care about is when it hits too close to home (exes), otherwise, it's normally just ragebaiting. It doesn't make it okay, ofc. He'll say fucked up things and double-down on them, even.

I don't want to shy away from how shitty he is when I write him. I just imagine there's more going on with him. And there's like, a layer of 'I don't care' that buffers how much is happening, desensitizing himself and being careless. And he has just grown comfortable being careless, crass, rude, etc. that it is very much a genuine part of who he is.

[narrativehazbins]

They're aware that they're being watched. It would be hard to not know, not notice the slurping Adam was doing. That man was not made for subtly. But, he had been mortal once. Wyrmwood tried not to hold that against him. They were beginning to wonder if Adam intended to hold them hostage with gaze alone when he finally did speak.

"you are not so special in that regard, no." They murmur, their head wings fluttering softly, eyes falling over the dead man in front of them. A slight pause. Consideration. What did Adam know of them? They were not worried about it, only intrigued. Adam led an army of destroyers-- even if their destruction targeted those already dead and gone, it was still something Wyrmwood found... Fascinating.

"not everyone who ends their life has been visited by myself." Said slowly, carefully, their expression passive and filled with some kind of perverse innocence at the comment they make.

[dickmasterz]

Adam raised an eyebrow at being referred to as 'not special' but he didn't take offense, this time, because they were answering his question. He blinked at the rest of their retort, then again, because what the hell did that mean? Either way, they seemed to get off on their duties. Adam knew a freak. That's why Lute was his right hand.

"Fuck, course I'm special." And of course he had to comment on that. His ego wouldn't allow otherwise. Everyone had to know who he was and all of his achievements. And how big his dick was, of course. The most important.

"Don't you ever go out there and, I don't know, choke a bitch out? Get your hands dirty? I feel like if I was you, I'd be bored all the time. Thank fuck I'm not. I'm me. I'm the shit!" He took one last slurp from his cup and then tossed it over his shoulder into the trashcan. Boom! Nailed it.

[hellishbind]

"NO." She growls, not quite able to contain the guttural edge her voice develops when she's angry. It's infuriating how anxious he becomes in the span of a few seconds, this is the exact opposite of what she'd been trying to achieve.

"For once in this eternity, stop being a pathetic little weakling and focus," Lute hisses giving him a shake, and hopefully knocking that soothing breath right out of him.

"You want me to chill??" She taunts mercilessly. "Make. Me."

[dickmasterz]

Oh. This is very much not chill at all.

So he took the deep breath instead, which would have been nice if her shaking him didn't make him exhale it all at once. Unfortunately, Lute's un-chill vibes always caused such conflict in his little angelic body. The first one being STRESS and the second being a little fluttering in his stomach that also caused STRESS.

"I don't want to have to make you, Miss Lute. I-I mean..." He took another breath. "The thing is, you should want to. We're coworkers and... oh, boy, I didn't want to have to do this but I'm... I'm The Boss now. So- yeah. Please?"

[hellishbind]

@dickmasterz i had to sry

Lute is glaring at Abel. No wait. She is staring at him. (It's a bit hard to tell the difference between her glaring and her staring). Finally, she storms over to him, fisting the front of his robe and yanking him down to her height.

"Do it again," she growls threateningly. "Call me what you called me down in the pit."

[dickmasterz]

"Uhhhh, Miss Lute...? Wh--AHH!!" He shut up in an instant when she growled threateningly, demanding him to call her something. What was she on about?

What did he call her down in the pit? Oh, shit, his heart was beating out of his chest already it felt like!

"B-But I always... I always call you Miss Lute? Maybe we just... chill." Abel brought his hands together, "Come on, with me. Deep breaths. In..." He inhaled and motioned for her to join him. Then motioned a little more urgently because he couldn't just keep inhaling.

[dickmasterz]

btw it seems my pc browser is intent on not showing posts from half my followers unless i log in via mobile. :')

sorry if i miss anything or if my participation is lacking. i usually do rp stuff from pc and just realized it's doing this nonsense on this account too. idk why my browser is just not showing some peeps on dashboard.

[dickmasterz]

the great torture of finding a faceclaim for maeve. short hair, adult female, normal to unhinged expressiveness. :')

the amount of icon resources i'm scrolling through in hopes something clicks. rip.