[hellsmusing]

HELLSMUSING is an independent, semi-selective, 21+ MUTI-MUSE BLOG featuring muses from Hazbin Hotel, Clair Obscur: Expedition 33, Critical Role: The Mighty Nein, and Resident Evil. penned by dream, 38, she/they, gmt-5.

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rebooted jan 2025 / established feb 2024 under hells-musing-along

primary muses lilith morningstar from hazbin hotel lune from expedition 33 request only muses jester lavorre from critical role esquie from expedition 33 reminder, activity will vary, but this is a [ low activity ] account.

[mythshire]

※.·:·.※ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 ··· a collection of chosen bonds, found family, & unconditional belonging roleplay sentence starters. genre: platonic love, hurt and comfort, loyalty.

• You know you don't have to keep checking on me, right? I'm fine. • How are you? Wait, did I ask that already? • I don't know what I'd do without you. I mean that. • Oh, God. I thought something happened to you. Don't scare me like that. • You're not alone in this. You know that, right? • We're family. That's what we do. We show up. • Make yourself at home, okay? This is your place too now. • Get out of here with that. You're not a burden. Don't ever say that again. • Is there anything you need? Food? A blanket? Someone to just sit with you? • So, what's next for us? • I have to admit there's a small part of me that's terrified you'll wake up one day and realize you don't need me anymore... that you'll leave. • It's just... I've never had this before. People who stay. • Why are you still here? I mean, you could go anywhere. Be with anyone. • I know I'm not easy to deal with. But thank you. For staying anyway. • [Name], I don't know what I'm doing half the time, okay? But I know I'm not doing it without you. • I don't really know where else I'd want to be, except right here. • You're the best thing that ever happened to me, you know that? • I really think you saved my life. Not dramatically. Just... by being here. • Hey. Bad dream? Come here. I've got you. • You don't owe me anything. This is what family does • Stop apologizing. You're allowed to need help. • I made your favorite. Thought you could use some comfort food today. • You look exhausted. When's the last time you actually slept? • I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, remember? • We've been through worse. We'll get through this too. • You don't have to be strong all the time. Not with me. • I brought you something. It's stupid, but it made me think of you. • Come on. Let's get you home. • You matter to me. More than you know. • I've got your back. Always have, always will. • You're shaking. Here, take my jacket. • I know you're scared. It's okay to be scared. • You did good today. Really good. • I'm proud of you. I don't say that enough. • Stop pushing me away. I'm not leaving. • You think I'd let you face this alone? Not a chance. • I'll stay up with you. I don't mind. • You're safe here. I promise. • Tell me what you need. Anything. • You don't have to pretend with me. • I trust you. Completely. • You've got this. And if you don't, we've got this. • I'd do anything for you. You know that, right? • You're not too much. You're never too much. • This is your home now. For as long as you want it. • I'll fight for you if you can't fight for yourself right now. • You make me want to be better. A better person. • I chose you. I keep choosing you. Every day. • You're allowed to fall apart. I'll hold the pieces until you're ready.

[hellsmusing]

Morning! I am so proud of myself completing eight replies yesterday (it did not reduce my drafts lol), but it won’t happen today. lol I am heading out of state to fix my parents house (spackling, painting, and tearing out carpets) today. Wish me good luck!

[elusiveagents]

Missions were missions -- Bond was up to anything, unless it was a boring task. Pretending to be a newlywed with someone else sounded fun, and even more when he found out Wong would be his partner on that mission. He wondered if Kennedy ever had such luck to get that kind of assignment, though he didn't know the man well -- he only knew Wong seemed to care about him. A lot.

But, enough of other people's thoughts; Bond had to keep in mind that was just a mission. He couldn't take anything to his personal life, even though he cared for Wong. It might be foolish for an agent to let feeling compromise their missions, though Bond was also known for his bad take on his job sometimes. He was a great AND terrible spy -- he did everything to get the job done, but everyone seemed to know him. He was charming and he liked the attention. Not a good trait for a spy, he knew it. Gladly, no one recognised him. For now.

The kiss was unexpected but welcome; after all, they were technically a married couple. The guard tried to question them after the kiss, but Bond's charms were enough for him to back off, leaving them alone. Who would mess with the night of newlyweds? After the man left, Bond couldn't simply let go of her. He knew it was a mistake, but he couldn't help it. And Wong didn't seem to want to let go of him either. So why should he make things boring? Who would play by the book at a time like that?

Bond seized the moment as if it was real. People were supposed to believe they were a couple, after all. There were more kisses, and soon enough, they were on bed, his shirt sliding off his shoulders, his pants dropping on the carpet, exposing his skin. Her words were enough for him to feel the heat across his body, and soon enough, his boxers were painfully tight around his erection. A wide smile spread his lips, hands resting on her waist as she sat on his lap while he released a satisfied moan.

"It's not a fantasy anymore, is it?" He joked before bringing his hands to her breasts, caressing them gently. "Few years ago, I wouldn't dream of this..." Life was definitely boring before getting that job. Before meeting Wong.

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"It isn’t," Bond had made his attraction to her clear from the very beginning. At first, the feeling hadn’t been mutual. She found him more amusing than anything else, but the more she got to know him, the more that amusement gave way to genuine attraction. His carefree nature, spontaneity, and resourcefulness were what drew her in.

And it certainly didn’t hurt that he was handsome, either.

Attraction had long since evolved into something far more dangerous. She genuinely cared for him, a risky endeavor for a spy to allow as emotions can comprise the mission. There will be a day that she will have to choose between Bond and her mission, but that moment wasn't now.

A soft moan escapes her lips, feeling his calloused fingertips graze over her breast, causing small goosebumps to form. "I'm not made out of glass, Bond," she teases, arching her back as her breast presses further into his hand, encouraging him further.

"Royal Navy, right?" A hand snakes behind her back and unclasped the strapless bra, allowing the structured material to drop between them, giving him full access. "Our paths could have crossed..."

The chances were slim, almost nonexistent, but not entirely impossible.

"But not like this," She places a hand upon his shoulder, steadying herself as her hips rolled, grinding herself on his harden member. She moans, feeling the pleasure searing across her nerves as the heat continues to pools deep within her. "Just this week," she breaths, voice hitching finding the right friction. "I'm yours."

[hellsmusing]

Continuation from here [ x ] with @ingenieurlumina

"There is always a possibility for it to grow," Lune repeats with an almost hopeful tone of voice. "Thank you for the advice, Gustave. I did not expect my first long-term relationship to be my supposedly last, but I'm rather glad how things ended up."

A soft, yet shy, smile crosses her expression before it shifts away. "Enough of me. What about you? Have are things with you? Any relationship prospects on your horizon?"

[hellsmusing]

Continuation from here [ x ] with @encreved

"It's all we've ever known," Lune stated simply, though a note of suspicion had begun to creep into her voice. He had done it again. The way he spoke made him sound like an outsider looking in, as though he weren't truly a part of their world, but merely an observer of it.

Few people willingly faced their mortality, especially when they knew the precise moment their existence would come to an end. She understood that much. Yet with every conversation they shared, the notion felt increasingly misplaced.

Perhaps, she was wrong. It is rather late into the night, to have introspective conversations and strange thoughts. Lune releases a soft laugh, glancing away from the odd man, and towards the Monolith.

"Normal doesn’t necessarily mean acceptable. We’ve spent years searching for a way to defeat the Paintress. That’s why we have the Expeditions. That’s why…”

Her voice trailed off, the unfinished thought lingering heavily in the air, before she shakes her head. It wasn't necessary to go into her life story. "But you should know that, right?" Her eyes shifted to the side, glancing at him. "Or are you simply in denial?"

[hellsmusing]

@radiotunefreq sent: "I found it."

Lilac-hued eyes slowly lifted at the distinct crackle of radio static as a familiar voice interrupted the soft jazz that had filled her evening. One brow arched in mild surprise upon hearing that her little helper had found what she had tasked him to retrieve: a priceless, haunted necklace rumored to have once belonged to Azathoth.

"Have you obtained it?" She asked casually, bookmarking her place in the tome before setting it aside. "If not, the location will suffice. I suppose you want a reward for your efforts. What did you have in mind, Alastor?"

MEME SOURCE: 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦 ! - ACCEPTING

[paintedxghost]

"I'm sure my grandparents would prefer it if I did," or at least, the Dessendres, the painting dynasty that rested on Verso's shoulders, did. "My parents have always encouraged us to prioritize love over status or money. There's a reason my elder sister is still unmarried, after all." Vero was considered the prime age for the marriage market. Clea, on the other hand, was quickly approaching spinsterhood.

That probably would not help his case in convincing Lune's parents that he was a better match than whatever strategic move Lune's father had in mind. Sure, Verso had the Dessendre name behind him, and the fortune. But everyone knew that he was something of a rebel in the family, deliberately turning his back on the canvases that had made his family's name for music.

And he had made little to no impact on the musical scene of Paris as of yet.

"I can certainly try," he promised, kissing the back of Lune's hand. "If that's what you want, of course. I'll help you escape an unwanted marriage, but I don't wish to trap you in another one."

[hellsmusing]

"How fortunate..." Lune is surprise to hear that his parents prioritized love over status for all of their children. It's quite rare to see in high-society as children were often seen as a mean to strength relationships with other wealthy or prolific families.

She had figured that this... situationship would have come to an end once either of their picked partners were announced. Yet as months had gone by, she had forgotten about the silly arrangement and fallen in love with this man.

"You did just asked me to marry you, Verso," Lune stated with a flat look, a teasing smirk tugs at her lips. "Or have you forgotten that we've been seeing each other for months? How you make me feel at ease and smile more effortlessly? Perhaps, you're getting cold feet at the idea of marriage."

[hellsmusing]

Continuation from here [ x ] with @unluckieststar

"If you do...?" It was an innocent ask, almost too sweetly. The bed dips downwards as she gets to her knees, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, and presses her lips against his neck. "I want you to stay, Jovanni. Can you that for me?"

Her chest pressed against his back, though she wore a silk nightgown, it was easy enough for him to feel every curve of her breast and the harden nipples. "Tell me what you do..."

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Continuation from here [ x ] with @more-things-in-heaven-hell

"Would it have better if I called her a bitch?" It wouldn't have been enough to describe that horrid woman. She knows it, and Lucifer has to know it. "I'm surprised that she even comprehended what I said. She's dumber than a doornail."

[crxcifix]

I am an impulsive roleplayer.

I let my muse take the reins and decide what threads to start or reply to in a given day. If the muse doesn’t feel it, it isn’t happening. That doesn’t mean that I hate you or that I no longer want to interact with you; I probably either lost our thread or my muse just said, ‘nah bro.’

I’m sorry I drop threads. I’m sorry I don’t reply to memes. I’m sorry I ignore my asks. I’m sorry I plot things and then don’t do them. I’m an impulsive roleplayer: my muse guides me.

Roleplaying isn’t my job: it’s my hobby. I do it for fun. My muse isn’t my coworker: my muse is my friend. We have fun together. If I started treating this as a job, it wouldn’t be enjoyable for me anymore, and the quality of my content would diminish greatly!

And while we’re on the subject, just because a thread gets dropped does not mean the relationship between our muses is dead!! Thread =/= relationship! We can start something new and continue building their bond! Relationships are important to building new aspects of our muses!

I always want to roleplay with you. Just…perhaps not with that thread. You feel?

[hellsmusing]

➤ Character Outline:

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋   𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   : Genevieve Lavorre 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄(𝐒)   : Jester, Jessie, Fancypants, Blueberry, Little Sapphire, Sapphire of the Sea

➤ FLAWS :

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

➤ STRENGTHS :

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

➤ SKILLS & HOBBIES :

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing

tagged by @heartscfvalor (thank you!) tagging @encreved, @elusiveagents, @nouvomond (alucard), @ghstlnes (jack wynand), @h-a-unted (emma)

[hellsmusing]

Continuation from here [ x ] with @goosetave

"Duty demanded I leave you behind. My heart never did," Lune confessed softly, stating each word with careful thought and consideration, though her gaze never once waiver away from the campfire. It was easier to confess without looking at him, knowing that if she met those brilliant eyes of his, the words would have never left her tongue.

Despite the decisiveness of her words, a nervous tension lingered beneath them, betrayed by the way her fingers fidgeted amongst each other in search of relief.

Two years ago, after Sol gommaged, she had reverted to the habits she'd established at nineteen of isolating herself from the world, burying herself in work, and keeping everyone at arm's length. After all, what had she accomplished all that time? Each gommaged could have been prevented if she had not became distracted.

Though they were never official, she knew that she had hurt Gustave in the process. She had no right to confess these feelings as it was her own undoing. However, after the slaughter at the beach, it doesn't make sense to hold such feelings back anymore. Tomorrow will come, but no one knows if they will live to see it.

Her thoughts were pulled back to the present the moment his body settled next to hers, his fingers searched for her and wrapped around her fidgeting fingers, steadying them in his cool metallic hand. It was enough to ground her as her fingers tighten around his.

"I'm grateful you listened..." A light hearted tease slipped through, scooting closer as she leans against him. Her head gently rest upon his shoulder as she sighs softly, releasing the tenseness that she held felt.

"I..." She paused, only to swallow a breath. "I've missed these moments... A mistake that I've made entirely myself... that I've regretted now... for pushing people away, pushing you away. I only did what I thought was right then..." and it was the truth. It is too late to go back and reverse what she had done. She can only focus on the now.

[hellsmusing]

Plastic Love x Something About Us x Stay with Me (SxAde Mashup) | French House x City Pop

[hellsmusing]

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What's inside her bag ( or w/e your muse carries at all times )

Research Papers/Journals: Some light reading about something Lune is interested at the moment or something for work.

Lined Notebook: Lune owns multiple notebooks that are filled with random notes regarding notes from work, papers, or stuff that happens to be in her head.

Pens/Markers: Gotta have a range of writing tools.

Hair clips/Hair ties: Helps keep loose strands of hair from getting in front of her eyes

Cigarette/e-Vape: A small addiction to help calm down her nerves.

Snacks for Herself: Specifically trail mix. She considers this a meal.

Snacks for Animals: Lune occasionally will feeds the neighborhood cats, dogs, and crows/ravens. She is really fond of a particular gray cat.

Guitar picks: They're at the bottom of her bag. She often loses them in the void of her bag.

Keys & Wallet

tagged by @elusiveagents tagging: @goosetave, @maskedvisages, @simioso, @topaintandwrite, @idlcspace

[hellsmusing]

What's inside her bag ( or w/e your muse carries at all times ) : it really depends on the mission as her missions can range from being undercover to infiltrate corporations secrets to working as a hired mercenary for security and protection.

Handkerchief: A simple white handkerchief with a red plum blossom embroidery in a corner. Besides its practical uses, Ada often takes it out to either excuse herself from a situation by pretending to cry or sneeze.

Eye Drops: As much as I.R.I.S. (Intelligent Retinal Information System) are super useful, they're not comfortable to wear for long periods of time. Eye drops aids with this discomfort.

Medicine: A limited amount of pills that ranges between vitamins and minerals to antiviral medication.

Tinted Lip Balm: Gotta keep those lips looking fresh

Hard Candy: The flavor varies on the region, but typically, it is cherry. It's really to help her focus when the mission is dragging.

Weapons: Usually it is either a handgun, shotgun, or a crossbow.

Ammunition: Need to ensure she can use said weapons

Grappling Gun: Always useful to either get away or cross large distances.

tagged by @elusiveagents tagging: @more-things-in-heaven-hell, @hauntedreality, @unluckieststar, @solismused, @fablesuntold