Hi! I'm Niffty!

semi-selective NIFFTY from Hazbin Hotel scrubbed by Puppet

[scuttlingsinner]

Hello and welcome!

My name is Puppet, I use she / it pronouns, and I am over 25 years old. All of Niffty's information, as well as my detailed rules, can be found HERE!

Just as a quick couple of house rules before you're taken by surprise by Niffty's blog content! Due to the nature of the source material, as well as that of Niffty's character specifically, there are certain topics which are unavoidable when engaging with this content. There is a non-zero chance that you will see dark and disturbing content, much of which will likely be untagged. It's not just a bag of dead dove here, it's the whole fridge.

Other " standard " content warnings will be applied, listed below. If you are copy / pasting from this list into a blacklist, the hearts will not be included in the functioning tag, those are just bullet points.

♥ rape cw ♥ spoilers cw ♥ incest cw ♥ feral cw ♥ vent cw ♥ drama cw

If any avoidable subject needs to be tagged, please do not hesitate to send me a message. I will ask no questions.

This blog is 18+ only, and the player aligns with pro-fiction / " pro-ship " ideas. I believe that as long as there is no intentional harm being done to a living human, I do not care what someone writes or enjoys within the confines of fiction. It is none of my business unless I'm writing with you, and even then, it is only my business as long as we're writing it. I also do not have a DNI list, but if you do, and I fit it, please do not break your DNI to follow me.

Take care of yourselves, don't be an asshole, and have fun!

[hymemena]

Hanahaki Disease Starters 1

Feel free to change pronouns as necessary, and remember to specify muse for multimuse blogs.

CW: Hanahaki Disease, Surgery, Medical, Memory Lost, Amnesia, Blood, Death, Vomit

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SENTENCES

"When did this start?"

"How long have you been coughing these up?"

"Oh my God-- Is that blood?"

"So, it's not blood..."

"You know what they say about this..."

"Who is it?"

"Okay, I know how this sounds but-- Is it me?"

"Do you want the surgery?"

"Are you gonna get it removed?"

"You'd rather just die?"

"You'd die for a secret like this?"

"Just tell them! I can't watch you die like this!"

"I can't. I just... Can't."

"I won't forget y-- Them. I won't."

"Yes, I'd rather die!"

"It's a coward's way out, huh?"

"I'm getting the surgery."

"I'm going to get rid of it."

"Don't worry, I won't make a mess on your couch."

"If you think I'm weak for this, then so be it."

"I just want to forget."

"I'm so tired of being sick all the time."

"They're never going to notice me, there's no point."

"It's unrequited for a reason, -name-."

SCENARIOS

[ MEMORY ] for a thread in which the surgical removal of the flowers erases the memory of their beloved from the affected muse.

[ REFUSAL ] for a thread in which the affected muse refuses to confess and suffers in silence.

[ REQUITED ] for a thread in which the affected muse confesses and the disease is cured organically.

[ SURGERY ] for a thread in which the affected muse is forced to get surgery to remove the disease.

[angelbumbum]

i like my men dominant but also obedient, you wouldn’t get it

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS THAT START WITH "I NEED..." *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i need to go away for a while.

i need you to start trusting me.

i need things to go smoothly this time.

i need everyone to calm down.

i need you to stay with me.

i need to be something more than this.

i need you to listen to me.

i need you to stop talking and let me do this.

i need to tell you something serious, and it might scare you when i say it.

i need more out of this relationship than you're giving me right now.

i need a stiff drink.

i need to take a nap.

i need things to go my way for once.

i need better than you. i just didn't see that until right now.

i need answers.

i need a quick explanation.

i need at least five more minutes to finish getting ready.

i need your body against mine.

i need your tongue in my mouth.

i need you to fuck me.

i need my head to stop spinning.

i need to sit down for a second to catch my breath.

i need everyone to clear out of this room.

i need a change of clothes.

i need you to look at me when you're talking to me.

i need to leave this place and never come back.

i need to tell you something urgently.

i need you to shut up.

i need romance. i need passion.

i need you to give me more emotion.

i need your gun.

i need you to cover me.

i need this to go perfectly.

i need a win.

i need you in my life.

i need there to be more communication between us.

i need to know how you feel about me.

i need you to stop bullshitting.

i need to know if we're more than friends.

i need you. only you.

i need to get to a hospital.

i need you to put pressure on that wound.

i need you to keep talking to me.

i need more than you're willing to give me, and i think that's always going to be a problem with us.

i need someone better.

i need you to tell me what happened from start to finish.

i need to go to the bathroom.

i need a trash can.

i need someone to hold my hand.

[scuttlingsinner]

your muse as a drink

tagged by: stolen from: @histerribleswiftsword tagging: @v0xd31 / @filiushominis, @kakodaimones

[scuttlingsinner]

[ oh GOD NO not ALBANY! ]

[6pointsazerack]

@scuttlingsinner || Thread Root

"You shouldn't be keeping things from me. We're a team."

[6pointsazerack]

Alastor's skin prickles. It is a frank statement, and not exactly the kind of thing Nifty calls to attention very often.

He can't say he blames her -- but he'd have greatly preferred the matter to not be brought up at all. Things worked out just fine in the end, didn't it? Can he not be allowed to savour it?

"I do not, and did not, need to tell you anything," He says, carefully mellow as he finishes buttoning up his shirt. Free though he may be, the wound from his battle with the first man still festers -- healing at the slowest crawl he's sure he's ever endured... But healing, nonetheless. There's not much else to be done about it but to wait.

"I'm as fond of you as I ever have been, dear -- but let's not forget the circumstances of this relationship."

"I never called for your help in that battle. I had everything under control -- and everything fell into place exactly as I needed it to, heedless of your well intentioned hiccup," He elaborates, taking a sip of his glass, turning around in his chair to look at her.

"My secrets are my best tools. You have always been aware of this. Do not pretend to be shocked by it now."

Please.

[scuttlingsinner]

"I'm not Husker! You don't have to ask for my help, I just help! That's what I'm for! And you were hurt! What was I supposed to do?!"

Niffty is folding her arms, and has been since she'd set her laundry down and first blurted out the little protest. She rarely questions much of anything -- not the important things, anyhow, the unfortunate nature of her postmortem condition means that she does ask more questions than the average sinner, but she's been getting so much better lately! -- and she even more rarely argues. She doesn't want to think about it that much either: she had been so worried and honestly she might not have been okay at all if Baxter hadn't been around to keep her sane. She doesn't know what she would have done if he hadn't come back.

And she thinks they both know that.

"... and you scared me," she insists, though it's noticeably quieter than both the original "complaint" and her insistence on doing her job. She turns her eye down to the floor: she's got a headache coming and she wants to say what she has to say before it hurts too bad to see. "You scared me really, really bad. And I'm being so so so nice and not being mad at you for that."

[on1tea]

I wanna keep you, all to myself.

I never want anyone to hurt you, to torment you, to irritate you.

I want to be there for every emotion to take in every little detail of you.

[filiushominis]

　　　　　　　　　　　ᴄᴀꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʟᴜꜱᴛ ᴀꜱɪᴅᴇ

　　　　𝘽𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘽𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆.

[scuttlingsinner]

Why are you all so boring??? And why do you all complain so much??????

[scuttlingsinner]

She's so rarely able to overpower other demons: her only advantage, really, is knowing the house they're in better than she knows her own body. She doesn't seem to notice his hand, at least at first, which probably isn't all that shocking considering the crinoline and the layers she's normally got on. And she, apparently, also hasn't yet noticed the other presence in play.

The little insect's appearance is... strange. Her hair and clothing, the little bit of makeup she actually habitually applies, is all pristine. But there's something wrong with the whole thing. She's gaunt, somehow paler than ever before, eye sunken in with fatigue and hunger and probably a bit of dehydration. She twitches, which is dangerous with that kitchen knife so close to the vital parts of his throat. She looks feral.

And none of it is made better by the fact that the next thing out of her mouth is, "... are you real... ?"

[kakodaimones]

It's coming back to him. Alastor's loyal little housekeeper. That explains who's been keeping the place tidy when there still doesn't seem to be a trace of the Radio Demon in the old townhouse on the outskirts of Rosie's slice of the Pentagram. He's got a decent grip on her waist now, in case he needs to pull her away in an emergency, but his chances are better if she stays right where she is.

Isolation from the object of devotion. He's seen it, facilitated it, decades ago, but never over periods of entire years. She's vulnerable right now. Unpredictable, but vulnerable. And the first step towards turning this situation to his advantage is to find the way to answer this question without his windpipe getting opened up.

"...yes. I was here to visit an old friend, but I see he isn't in right now." Maintaining eye contact might be ill advised with most feral animals, but it was vital to Vox's strategy of amassing as many means of self-defense as possible....

[scuttlingsinner]

Her hand trembles, again bringing that well-kept blade dangerously close to his throat, scraping gray skin, but it does move slightly off-course, away from the larger artery. There's a spark through haze in that shadowed eye, one that could almost be hiding recognition, but it's just as likely to slip through the holes in her rotting brain like so much egg white through a separator.

He's... familiar. Isn't he? Old friend... she knows all of Alastor's friends... right?

And then there's static in her head. Ringing in her ears. Her head wrenches violently to one side, putting her very nearly in a sightline to discover his hands on her.

"No," is all she says at first, and for the moment, it looks like she's still barely even sure he's actually there. "There's no one here."

[kakodaimones]

@scuttlingsinner asked: [  KNIFE  ] ( hehe )

The overlord is forced onto his back, resting on his elbows as he looks at the one-eyed maid on top of him. He can feel the edge of the blade pressing up close to his Adam's apple. There's the sting of pain. It's not angelic steel, he doesn't think, not at this angle, but even if it isn't, he'd prefer not to have to deal with the consequences of getting this throat slit, lethally or not.

Fuck, he is so rock hard right now.

"Alright, quite the show of force, I'll admit. But I wouldn't say we can't come to an understanding right now...." The television demon brings a claw up to Niffty's waist. He can feel razor thin leaks of blood tricking down his neck now as it continues to press in, but he still refuses to show any signs of weakness on his face. Especially as the claws tap-tap-tap towards resting on her behind.

"I'm sure I have something you want."

[scuttlingsinner]

She's so rarely able to overpower other demons: her only advantage, really, is knowing the house they're in better than she knows her own body. She doesn't seem to notice his hand, at least at first, which probably isn't all that shocking considering the crinoline and the layers she's normally got on. And she, apparently, also hasn't yet noticed the other presence in play.

The little insect's appearance is... strange. Her hair and clothing, the little bit of makeup she actually habitually applies, is all pristine. But there's something wrong with the whole thing. She's gaunt, somehow paler than ever before, eye sunken in with fatigue and hunger and probably a bit of dehydration. She twitches, which is dangerous with that kitchen knife so close to the vital parts of his throat. She looks feral.

And none of it is made better by the fact that the next thing out of her mouth is, "... are you real... ?"

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! 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  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

[sleepiidolliie]

ripping out my heart and serving it to you on a platter

[stimming-puppet]

wash ❤️ wash ❤️ wash ❤️

[scuttlingsinner]

The egg bois are in danger. There is a deadly predator watching them from above, and they don't even know it.

No one stop her.

[scuttlingsinner]

davidthepyro asked: How is the Niffty doing today?

" Hungry for eggs. "