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memesomething

send me an ask that starts "Write me a starter where..." & a plot idea for our muses.

there's no guarantee this will result in receiver writing a starter, but it helps to get plot gears moving! (reverse meme)

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❥ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

another meme inspired by devotedecay’s format ! tw for violence, blood, mature themes. send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )

[ deck ] your muse decking mine in the face.

[ punch ] your muse punching mine anywhere / or specify.

[ pin ] your muse forcibly pinning my muse beneath them.

[ straddle ] your muse forcing mine to the ground and straddling them.

[ scratch ] your muse raking mine with their nails / claws.

[ bite ] your muse biting mine.

[ turn ] your muse rolling from beneath to atop my muse.

[ wall ] your muse pinning mine against a wall.

[ snarl ] your muse snarling / growling at mine.

[ curse ] your muse cursing at / cursing mine out.

[ tug ] your muse gripping mine’s hair.

[ kick ] your muse kicking mine anywhere / or specify.

[ point + gun ] your muse holding mine at gun point.

[ point + knife ] your muse holding mine at knife point.

[ mock ] your muse mocking mine.

[ sweep ] your muse knocking mine off their feet.

[ grab ] your muse grabbing mine forcibly.

[ shoot ] your muse shooting my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ stab ] your muse stabbing my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ break ] your muse breaking any of mine’s bones / or specify.

[ strangle ] your muse choking mine out.

[ shove ] your muse shoving mine forcibly.

[ bruise ] your muse making mine bruise.

[ under ] your muse shoving mine underwater.

[ attempt ] your muse attempting to kill mine.

[ bare ] your muse baring their teeth at mine.

[ threaten ] your muse threatening mine.

[ spit ] your muse making mine spit blood.

[ bleed ] your muse making mine bleed.

[ burn ] your muse burning mine.

[ corner ] your muse cornering mine.

[ throat ] your muse wrapping a hand around mine’s throat.

[ challenge ] your muse challenging mine.

[ cut ] your muse cutting mine.

princeofqi

The NSFW Meme List

justanotherrpmeme

Send in * for my muse’s reaction to yours slapping mine on the ass

Send in ♔ for my muse’s reaction to yours pushing mine up against the wall

Send in ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours pulling mine up over their shoulder

Send in √ for my muse’s reaction to yours blindfolding mine

Send in $ for my muse’s reaction to yours groping mine

Send in ☏ for my muse’s reaction to getting sexted by yours

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh

Send in ✆ for my muse’s reaction to yours propositioning them for a good time

Send in ✘ for my muse’s reaction to a booty call

Send in ⁇ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours while bathing

Plotted starter for @infernalight

Charlie had suggested they do some gardening exercise, which Angel had loudly admitted he'd rather doing anything but that. Gardening was not his thing in the slightest. He'd even rather go to work than take part in that. He scooped up Fat Nuggets before walking off to his room. He could spend time playing with Fat Nuggets instead, that seemed far more fun.

Angel was sat on his bed, dressing up the little pig in one of the outfits he had when there was a knock at the door. When he answered it to see the dress there and the note, Angel couldn't help but smile. This was a challenge that was more up to his liking. He took a bit of time to dress himself up. He fitted the dress on and make sure his tit fluff was positioned perfectly. He put on a necklace and some make up. He finally styled his hair to complete the look. Giving Fat Nuggets a kiss on the way out before he headed down. He raised a brow in surprise at Alastor waiting for him. "Ya the one takin' me on this swanky date, smiles?" He chuckled. "Didn't think ya liked me like this? Thought ya would have preferred I garden than go on a date with ya."

Alastor stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for Angel Dust to come down and join him, smiling when he saw the other, hearing that Satan awful nickname. "Who said I liked you?" He asked, "Can't two people go out on a date without it being some weird thing?" He asked, stepping closer as he reached out a hand. "Though, I do want to make a deal with you... or well, I suppose this would be more of a bet." He said, tugging him in close, hand now moving to his lower back. "If I win, you will do what I say for a week, though I won't ask you to do anything you're not comfortable with. If you don't like what I ask, we can work things out so I get what I want and you aren't put in an uncomfortable position." A pause, "If you win... well, I don't know, what would you want from me if you win? Not that you will, but... it's only fair you choose what you get out of the deal. So, what do ya say, old pal? Think you got what it takes to win in a bet against me?"

"People don't go on dates with me. It's usually for something else." Angel admitted. There was a twinge of sadness behind that. He wanted to go on dates, but that wasn't the brand. "Ya can try to make a deal with me. But ain't got a soul for ya." He joked. His eyes widened as he was pulled closer. Fuck, Alastor was pulling out moves that made him flustered. "Ya won't put me in an uncomfortable position. Ya know what I do out of here, and trust me. There's fuck all Ya can do to make me uncomfortable." He shrugged. Well, there probably was, but he'd cross that bridge if they got it. "If I win, which I will. I want ya to get me out of the trust buildin' shit for a week. I can't do more of Charlie's scripts. I just can't."

Angel huffed slightly as Valentino started to grope him. He tried to bat the hands away, until his side was touch. His face scrunched up in pain almost instantly. "Fuck!" He hissed. He slapped Val's hands away from that spot before stepping away. Only to wobble slightly, causing him to have to quickly grab Valentino to stop himself completely losing his balance.

"Thought I'd felt somethin' hit but I wasn't sure." Angel explained. "Didn't think it was anythin' but my jacket felt wet." That was the only reason he'd known. Until Val touches it, he hadn't been feeling the pain as he was still pumped full of adrenaline from the fight. "Fuckin' hurts."

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Valentino was quick to catch Angel in turn. Gripping tight and elbows and upper arms on the other for a still bodied moment. Fighting off a flood of red that tried to blot his vision out--and his mind.

There wasn't anyone around to murder. The Wrath was misplace and it took a moment to tamp it out before it reached any mental powder kegs.

"Yeah, you been hit." Not yet entirely alarming. Inconvenient. Painful for Angel, no doubt. But unless the bullet was angelic, it'd heal. Nature of Hell. Even a non-fatal strike with an angelic weapon would heal--just, maybe, funky.

Either way, Angel was getting scooped up to go figure that out. Namely by transporting the Sinner around. Grip a little over tight. In case Angel tried to fight his way out of the bridal hold as Valentino made a beeline out the room to go find his private limo.

Angel's going to a doctor. Deal with it. Sucks to be Angel.

"Better me than ya. Ya more important." Angel chuckled, trying to make light of the situation. He knew it was bad but in his opinion it really was better than Val getting hurt. He wasn't even sure if he'd be able to help if the other had. "Everythin' would stop if ya got hit...ya can still make films without me." He tried to justify.

There was no fight as he was scooped up. Instead Angel just curled into Valentino. Resting his head gently against his chest. "Ya can just take me home... or to the tower. I'll patch myself up." Angel insisted. He tried to avoid hospitals when he could. They never gave enough meds, he risked getting hooked on something or something worse being found. He'd gotten used to patching himself up instead of dealing with it. "Ya don't need to worry."

@codenamepinetree asked ( drip ) - your muse drips hot wax on my muse

Angel felt more comfortable doing scenes like this with Jack as opposed to when he had to do them for camera. It was safer, more enjoyable and they had the time to enjoy it. He was spalyed out on the bed with nothing on as Jack stood over him with the candle. As the first drop of hot wax hit him, a loud moan fell from his lips. "Oh baby." He purred.

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Learning to be more open with Angel about his own kinks and desires wasn't difficult but given what his work with Val has made him do, Jack's been reluctant to bring up some of the kinkier things he's wanted to try.

He wanted to create a safe environment for Angel. A place he could say 'no' and it would be listened to. So them tucked away in their bedroom, away from prying eyes and responsibility, while he was mindful of how fast the fire was burning and how quickly the wax would fall. Hearing Angel moan, he allowed a few more drops to follow.

"That feel good, sweetheart? Not too much? Too hot?"

"Ya don't need to be gentle with me. I ain't going to break." Angel encouraged. He actually liked the harder links. He liked being yanked around and hurt. He wanted Jack to let loose on him. He knew Jack wasn't Val and he knew he was safe. Sure he was still getting used to the idea that he could say no. But right now he felt safe, happy and was enjoying it.

"And yeah, baby. That feels good. Ya wanna pour more of me." He encouraged. He smiled up at Jack to encourage him a little more. "Please, sir. I want more. I want ya to pour wax on me. Pull my hair. Fuck me. Please." He begged.

Plotted starter with @infernalight

Angel could still remember the previous night so clearly. He'd enjoyed every mintute spent with Husk. The bite marks on his neck provided a fond memory of the night. He couldn't help but keep touching it with a smile. It didn't even cross his mind how Val would react to the bite marks when he turned up to work. He just went about everything as he normally would. First going to his changing room to remove everything he didn't want on set before stripping off to change into his dressing gown. He took a quick moment to look at the bites with a smile. He then walked out on to set and sat himself on the edge of the bed. "What are we doin' today?" He asked, hoping it was something that could be done quickly.

Valentino wasn't stupid. Angel had gone straight to his studio without checking in first, which already pissed him off, but on top of that he sat down and was ready to work immediately. Usually Valentino had to go find him in his dressing room or if he willingly came out on his own, he sat down with dread or annoyance on his face. Though, there was the occasional time where Angel was good and acted this way, but it was rare.

Getting up from the director's chair, he made his way over to where Angel sat, smiling. "Oh, angelito." He said, "Someone's in a good mood today." Leaning forward, he began fussing with his hair, an excuse to touch him and examine the other's body. "You also look gorgeous." He said, waving over the makeup artist to do a few touch ups until... he saw it. Just barely, half of it covered up by his clothes, though he'd need it covered up for the shoot.

"Angel Dust..." He started, "Before we get started might I see you for a moment?" He asked, "Alone." And with that he began making his way towards Angel's dressing room, waiting for the other to follow him inside.

"I'm allowed to be in a good mood, Val. Ya know I have things that make me happy." Angel muttered. He had Husk and the hotel that all made him happy. They were all things that gave him things to look forward to outside of work. Angel grunted as Valentino started fixing him up and touching him. He knew it would only be a matter of time for Val to see the bites. He let other touch and examine him until he hot close to his neck where he quickly pulled himself away.

His stomach dropped and he felt sick. God, he didn't want to go anywhere alone with Val right now. He relucantly got up and followed behind to his dressing room. He shut the door behind him, knowing it was going to get shut anyway. "Its nothin', Val. It can be covered." He instantly came out with. He needed to difuse the situation as quickly as he could. Otherwise he feared what would happened. "I'll hide it. I promise."

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𓆩♡ ❛ i'm addicted to the madness. this hotel is my atlantis. ❜ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ❛ just concede and give into your inner demons again... ❜ ♡𓆪

We can do this, we can build it, best hotel that you've ever seen! Twice the bedrooms, we can fill it with more sinners than you can dream!

An 18+ Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss RP server that takes place directly after the events of episode 8 of Hazbin Hotel. Looking for new, friendly faces to fill up some roles and meet some new people. Mutuals only, please. You are not obligated to RP, but there will be a lot of RP to be had if that's what you're looking for! If you have any questions, do not hesitate to reach out to @celestialblaze or @infernalight.

Graphic credit goes to @helldrip (also @/pridesung and @/radiosrequiem)