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A canon/lore divergent RP/ask blog inspired by Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, as written by Bug. Mun is 21+, and the blog is 18+. The blog is primarily headcanon and original world building. @xoxo-you-know-you-love-me is the side blog for an in-world blog for Gigi/Xo/Gossip Girl/personification of Goasip herself! Formerly voxiiferous/singthesongsofsin.

Includes sinners, (almost) saints, angels (fallen and otherwise), and muses from over 2000 years of history!

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#✨ ooc | from the painter's hand

in-character-memes

Send 🧠 and a headcanon you have about my muse

no matter how big or small, anon or not, send it and see if it gets stamped with the 'approved' stamp

[version about the mun]

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

memeapple2

send me ✨️ for a song that reminds me of your muse

Send 👉👈 for a song that reminds me of our muses

Send 👍 for a song that reminds me of my muse

Send 🦚 for a mini Playlist for your muse

Send 🕊 for a mini Playlist of both our muses

Send 🪿 for a mini Playlist for my muse

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

parismemes

WHY AREN’T WE INTERACTING?

recently i’ve noticed that the rpc seems to have trouble interacting with eachother–and i’ve seen a few of these memes go around, but i thought i’d make another!

❓ — i’m unfamiliar with your muse(s). 😟 — you intimidate me a lot. 📂 — you don’t reblog a lot of memes, and i usually interact through memes. 💡 — you don’t post a lot of opens, and i usually interact through opens. ⌚ — i honestly haven’t gotten around to it yet. 💔 — i ship our muses, and i’m worried that’ll upset you. 📜 — i’m a little intimidated by your writing length/style/formatting. 💤 — you followed me first and i’m waiting for you to make the first move. 🗣️ — i don’t have any ideas for plots readily available. ☀️ — i’ve sent memes/messages to you before, but you ignored them.

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

mortuaryprince-deactivated20250

they hate me for my slut waist and recurring self harming behavior

#🌃 vox | a pixelated smile & a signal #🌃 vox | aesthetic

✨🌇 | shakes the squishy human at the dash. Who wants a tv host?

#✨ ooc | from the painter's hand #🌇 vincent | love from a manhattan fire escape #In Hell probably so circa 1946 when everything hasn’t yet gone so thoroughly to hell

princecanary

“Honey, our fridge is doing that thing again!”

#🌇 vincent | love from a manhattan fire escape #🌇 vincent | aesthetic

voxiiferousarchived

Insomnia is an old... he'd call it a bedfellow, but in truth, it's whatever the opposite of one us. Vox has been one since the Fall-- Vincent was, and some habits survive even death. Fitting, given New York had been the city that never slept, and neither did he/ Even then, it had slowed down sometime. If he had to guess a when, it was a quarter to four.

Early enough that most people weren't yet waki g up, and the sun was still hours from rising above the horizon, much less the towering buildings of Manhattan. Late enough for the bars to have closed, and for most people to gave made it home: stumbling down streets or taking up space on the subway cars not offered by mid-day.

Early enough that most people weren’t waking up, and that the sun was still hours off. Late enough for the bars to be closed and for most people to have made it home, stumbling down streets or taking up space on a subway car not usually offered by a mid-day. Even at night, the city was never dark. Street lights and neon signs deepened shadows, and the subway stations beckoning people in with halo-globe lights.

Pentagram City, however, is a far cry from even that. The bars don’t close, the tower never shuts down, the lights never dim. The people might sleep but the city never does. Vox is more hooked into the city than Vincent ever was to New York.

Despite all of that, he still dreams about Manhattan. Some nights, he wakes up disoriented. he falls asleep in a penthouse suite in Hell, wakes up and smokes on the fire escape until the hales in the metal above him fade into obscurity, and then wakes up again. This time, in his own bed, the better part of a century on. It's because he's not waking up, but falling deeper.

On those nights, when he wakes up to his own bedroom, and the night is at the quietest it ever reaches, he watches old black and white rerun gameshows. Sometimes he falls back asleep, tangled amongst the laughter of studio audiences past, and soundbite snippets. Other days, when the windows reflect the harsh red of Hell's daylight, rather than refracted light pollution, he dresses himself in a suit that's his own personal relic, and goes to work.

#🌇 vincent | love from a manhattan fire escape #🌇 vincent | aesthetic #🌇 vincent | headcanon

viamadlucem

Send me “📝 + (fandom)” and I’ll reply with a character I would RP from that fandom

On a personal note: my friends, this doesn’t mean I will RP any of these characters.

Probably.

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

princecanary

Same guy different time ⏳

#🌇 vincent | love from a manhattan fire escape #🌇 vincent | aesthetic

🐚 for Ceres? @holyfurnace

🐚🐚 @holyfurnace | Send “🐚” for A Marannán/Metatron as the ruler of Hell au starter!

Marannán had expected many things when he ate the apple. Fire, damnation, creeping, pervasive loneliness that drove him mad--or the sins of mankind to disillusion him beyond all measure. He certainly hadn't expected... the terrestrial paradise it's become, inverted as it may be, with it's stark apple trees along the streets, and the dark plants that continue to thrive.

Not perfect, of course. It never will be, can't be even. But... there is a joy and a freedom here he never had as the Metatron. A family he once thought he would never be able to hold as close as he does.

He flies to one of the rooftop gardens Ceres has been frequenting as of late. "Ceres, my darling queen," he greets, wrapping an arm around her waist in a quick hug. "You've been out here almost all day. Can I pull you away? There's one of those university lectures you were curious about on tonight. Or perhaps a restaurant? A picnic?"

#a version of Hell that's actually a decent place?#who would ever have guessed #🌊 Ruler verse | dreams of a terrestrial paradise #🐚 Marannán | a faerie in the garden #holyfurnace

🐚🐚 From a worldbuilding and convenience aspect, I understand why the plants in Hell are green! However, and I know this is nit-picky of me, in Marannán's version of Hell, because the 'sun' isn't ours, it's more red, the plants aren't green generally! They tend much darker, because they're trying to absorb more light, so rather than green, there's a lot more black, dark red, and navy plants.

#🌊 Ruler verse | dreams of a terrestrial paradise #🐚 Marannán | a faerie in the garden #🐚 Marannán | headcanon #🐚 Marannán | aesthetic

all-things-rp-blog

What is the most noticeable thing about my writing style?

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

https://www.tumblr.com/oilpaintedstxrs/821719571980500992/would-you-still-think-of-me-as-human-if-you-saw?source=share - Why don't you let her cut you open & find out 👁️

🌃🌃 @heuah | prompted! Shout out to V’s visceral sense of “oh fuck no,”

“You know and just like that my existential crisis has been resolved. Thanks for playing, but I’m afraid you won’t be getting a call back.”

“It’ll be a thoroughly unpleasant and unsatisfying night for both of us, so generous as the offer is, I’ll pass,”

#Vox isn’t letting LUTE THE EXORCIST at him with knives #THAT is a suicidal decision!#He might have Issues ™ ™ ™ but not THAT severe #🌃 vox | a pixelated smile & a signal #heuah

“Would you still think of me as human if you saw the inside of my chest? The filters where once there was a heart?”

“How far removed do I have to be until there’s nothing left?”

#Ignore Vox he’s dealing with emotions #Occasionally the ‘I’ll come back to this later’ mental shelf tries to force his hand #This will not work and he will continue not to think about it #🌃 vox | a pixelated smile & a signal

⚔️⚔️ | I have no idea how it would work, but I think it would be really intriguing to write a thread where Bri (& Arsène) end up as humans. Not ‘were actually humans all along’ or ‘are disguised as them’ but the exorcists who were born as that becoming humans.

Talk about impossible things to try and explain to people for 500.

#✨ wishlist | dreams you yearn for #⚔️ Brienne | and blinded she dances in the ruins

voxiiferousarchived

Send “📸 + a number” and I’ll post the corresponding picture from my muse’s Pinterest board.

#✨ memes | the line beyond the doors

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