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Muses ~

Heaven: Abel, Collin, Emily, Lute

Deadly Sins: Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan / Behemoth, Lucifer Morningstar, Mammon, Satan

Hellborn: Andrealphus, Barbie Wire, Charlie Morningstar, Glam, Loona, Moxxie, Vassago, Yogirt

Sinners: Alastor, Arackniss, Baxter, Boris (Background Gorgon Sinner), Cherri Bomb, Emberlynn, Husk, Mrs. Mayberry, Travis, Vox, Zestial

#Whispers from Purgatory [OOC]#Take A Peek In The Guestbook [Info]#I Think I'm Supposed To Be Bodyguarded Right Now [Rules]

rpmemes-galore

random misc dialogue … sentence starters

tw: mentions of rejection, death

“You sound like my dad.”

“Are you hurt or are you scared?”

“He looked like a Gilligan’s Island extra.”

“You might be a doofus, but you’re my doofus.”

“I’ve never been more afraid of anything in my life.”

“Are you trying to creep me out? ‘Cause its working.”

“He gave me flowers… and I panicked and ate them.”

“How many chocolate truffles does it take to kill a man?”

“Don’t talk to me like that. Don’t ever talk to me like that.”

“You’ve given me too much power and I am already corrupted.”

“I just want to be every animal’s friend, is that too much to ask?”

“There’s a lot going on here. More than I can deal with. I’m sorry.”

“I mean, I was only legally dead for a couple minutes. No big deal.”

“I don’t think there’s any way we’re getting out of this in one piece…”

“I think I was born in the wrong era… I mean, I was meant for hunting mammoths.”

“Our course tonight includes a PB&J… because it’s all I know how to make, enjoy.”

“Are you finally ready to talk? Or are you going to keep throwing temper tantrums?”

“There was absolutely nothing I said that should’ve made you think I approved this.”

“In all seriousness, do you want to get married so we can claim more on our taxes?”

“When did I get elected Resident Mom Friend? I don’t remember putting forward my candidacy.”

“Maybe you should worry less about what others think of you… and more about what you think of yourself.”

“I didn’t think anyone could ever make me fall in love… and I was right, they still haven’t. You give yourself too much credit.”

#New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/Starters}

hellpride

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR ( CANON DIV ! ! ! ) ˎˊ˗ ᯓ★ MAP ˎˊ˗ ˗ g u i d l i n e s, p r o m p t s , p e r m a n e n t s t a r t e r c a l l ᯓ★ AFFILIATES ˎˊ˗ ˗ @wcshedup ᯓ★ BLOGS ˎˊ˗ ˗ @museforged , @originalmigraine , @originalribbing ( low ) ᯓ★ OOC ˎˊ˗ ˗ Damned by Pepsi / Jenna ( 27 ) ᯓ★

#Who's That At Your Table? [Promo]#oooooo

its-just-a-meme

LORE DROP!

Send Lore Drop! And I will talk about lore or a head canon regarding my muse.

Feel free to specify with a question or details if you would like to hear about something specific!

#New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/Starters}#please specify muse

artofelanor

Lilith's daughter, actually

#Always Chasing Rainbows {Charlie}#The Devil's Princessa // Charlie // Visage #Got A Touch Like A Thorn 'Cause The Girl She's Hiding Horns [Lilith]#obsessed with this tbh #Very Important Research Pictures [Art]

infernal-feminae

[ late delivery ] sender shows up with flowers that are a day late

(Belphegor [ @seven-circlllxs ] for Sera)

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞?

"Belphegor...?" To say the High Seraphim was surprised by the Sin's sudden appearance was a severe understatement. Granted, the Sin of Sloth was one Sera did find the most agreeable in some ways. Not that she would ever admit it out loud.

"I--I do not mean any offense, but what are you doing here?" And with flowers no less...? What was going on?

seven-circlllxs

The unoccupied set of hands moved languidly as her words moved slowly past her muzzle.

"I wanted.." She hummed softly, shuffling through her words as she offered the bouquet to the Highest of Heaven's hands - some plucked from earth (lilacs and white carnations and braids of violets and lavender), and some grown from her own Ring's enriched soil, their wide eyes in full bloom to fixate upon their receiver.

"I wanted to.. Ah, how should we say.." Her words halted again, shaking her head and shrugging away the previous runaway thought. "I wanted to share something with you, I suppose.." Belphegor decided that was a suitable amount of explanation. "I fetched them for you after.." All of the Sin's eyes shut, some of their lashes fluttering as she reflected on the previous evening she had spent playing in the world of the living as she used to hundreds of years ago. "After a bit of fun on Earth with their love holiday.. Their Saint-Valentin.." A finger danced against one of the blooms, the petals seeming to glow with a bit more vibrancy under Sloth's lazy embrace.

"I can return home, if you wish.." The Queen Baphomet canted her head slowly to the side, as if her very bones were melting wax simply sliding in place. "I know visitors from, mm, downstairs, shall we say.. Are not.. Typical, oui..?" (( @infernal-matriarch ))

#I Feel The Lavender Haze Creepin' Up On Me {Belphegor}#Can We Stay For A While And Listen For Heaven [Sera - infernal-matriarch]#Flowers In My Hair Makes Me Wish That You Were Here [Belphegor x Sera]#{blog specific belphie/sera tag pending}

deaddoverpmemes

𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖛𝖚𝖑𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞

Send one of these to find my muse in different moments of vulnerability and really needing help... + reverse for my muse to find yours

[Sick] My muse is ill and bedridden.

[Wounded] My muse is severely injured and has just collapsed.

[Stuck] My muse is stuck, unable to free themselves without your muse's help. (e.g. under rubble, in a burning house etc.)

[Alone] My muse is isolated, feeling utterly alone and abandoned, needing comfort.

[Exhausted] My muse is physically and mentally exhausted, barely able to stay awake, and needs care.

[Lost] My muse is lost, either physically or emotionally, and is struggling to find their way back.

[Freezing] My muse is suffering from extreme cold, on the verge of hypothermia, and needs warmth.

[Drowning] My muse is literally or metaphorically drowning, struggling to stay afloat, and needs a lifeline.

[Lost Hope] My muse has lost all hope and is in need of someone to remind them what they're fighting for.

[Collapsing] My muse is physically collapsing from exhaustion, illness, or injury, unable to continue on their own.

[Nightmare] My muse is waking up from a terrifying nightmare and needs to be calmed down.

[Captured] My muse has been captured by enemies and is in dire need of rescue.

#New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/ Starters}#looking at my mutuals with big sopping eyes

killerfashion

FIGURE LIKE A PIÑA COLADA / FIGURE LIKE A DOLL!

ind. velvette from hazbin hotel. canon divergent and headcanon based. not associated or supportive of vivzie. written by henri. read rules / page before interacting. 21+. previously at bringsin!

#Who's That At Your Table? [Promo]#bigging my eyes at you...

ribbontales

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : a little assortment of angsty and hurt/comfort action prompts for rp purposes. remember to tag your blood, death etc. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ] : as sender is about to leave, receiver embraces them. [ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 ] : as sender is about to leave, receiver grabs them by the wrist. [ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 ] : receiver pleads sender to not go. [ 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 ] : sender kisses receiver before leaving far away. [ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 ] : receiver kisses sender who won't be back for a long time. [ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 ] : sender has rejected receiver's romantic feelings. [ 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 ] : receiver rejects sender's romantic feelings. [ 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 ] : sender and receiver agree to not give in to love. [ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 ] : receiver expresses frustration regarding sender's actions. [ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ] : sender tells receiver they don't love them anymore. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐞 ] : receiver is trying to convince sender they're feeling fine. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞 ] : sender shoves receiver away from them. [ 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 ] : receiver comforts crying sender. [ 𝐫𝐮𝐧 ] : in a dangerous setting, sender tells receiver to run to safety. [ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞 ] : receiver catches sender as their feet give in. [ 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 ] : sender carries injured receiver to safety. [ 𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ] : receiver is taking care of sick sender. [ 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ] : receiver tends to sender's wounds. [ 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 ] : sender and receiver are attending to a funeral. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 ] : receiver is missing the deceased sender.

#New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/Starters}

morsinplumis

"Can you just stop acting like this stuff is only impacting you?" His voice wobbles just a bit as he stands there, once again witness to Lute enacting carnage against the walls and objects still left standing in his father's office.

"You aren't the only one who lost him." Abel's tone hardens as best it can, his eyes welling with indignant tears as he moves into the space and scuffs his feet against shattered glass and shattered records.

"He didn't die just for you."

(( @seven-circlllxs oops I meant to draft the thunderstorm thing but have this instead >:3 ))

A momentary pause to her ceasless frenzy to sate a nonexistent thirst with the good scotch he kept hidden away beneath his work desk for special occasions. She sits, back leaned against the sleek marble of the wall behind her, staring listlessly out the shattered floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the golden city, a momentary ebb in the fury which has held her mind in a chokehold for the last month or so.

"He didn't die for anybody. It was pointless. Utterly, irrevocably pointless."

The bottle clicks softly against her incisors as she takes another long swig of it's bitter contents.

"It was pointless because you insist on making it so. You and them. The council. Every second you refuse to condemn the infernal filth you are spitting on everything that your father stood for. I hope you realize that, Abel. When all of this—"

A vague, sweeping gesture of the hand holding the neck of the flask suggests that she is referring to heaven itself and the lives that it shelters.

"—it will be on you. All of you."

seven-circlllxs

The huff that escapes Abel's nose is, despite his attempt at bravado, ultimately a childish sound; the sound of a snorting creature offended by an action it has no real control over. His golden wings shuffle at his sides, trying to soothe himself despite the barrage of impulsive words tumbling towards his throat, and then-! "And what about Pentious, then? Do you not spit in the face of His Word when you deny what She said as truth?" He hated when he got like this, when he made actual sense, because then, he could hold the expectation at his own throat to keep making sense.

Abel could never keep his head straight enough to make sense for long..

"I'm not saying they're not scary down there, I'm just.. It.." He sighed, shoulders sagging into a wilted posture, brushing away some of the glass from the floor and slumping to sit against the wall.

"It wasn't the point of what I was saying, please don't derail me.." He muttered, squeezing his eyes shut as he sat under the shelter of his father's broken guitar displays and shielded himself away with his wings.

"I just meant.." What did he mean? That he was being a selfish little kid about how he was mourning someone, that seeing her be so fucking careless with his dad's belongings made him want to scream? "I meant I miss him, too.. And you're acting like the only person who misses him is you.."

#Say My Name And His In The Same Breath I Dare You To Say They Taste The Same {Abel}#Eye For An Eye Means You Owe Me A Debt [Lute - morsinplumis]

priderings-deactivated20260531

❝ theoretically, if one were to, say, get kicked out of heaven ... what would they have to do? what's the upper threshold of "sin" allowed before action is required? ❞

❝ to know what i should avoid doing, of course. i was in hell for a very long time -- i'm quite used to fast and loose rules, as it were. ❞

seven-circlllxs

The question at first glance seemed innocuous enough- Abel's wing stretched to usher his new serpentine friend along while he talked.

"Well, I mean, from what I've seen, the rules up here are pretty chill.. Then again, I haven't been one to really try the limits, y'know?" He smiled awkwardly, only half-registering that he had given a very very good non-answer.

"But, I guess they'd have to intervene if you, like.." Abel waved his hands around vaguely to try and interpret the fact that he was hunting for an idea. "I dunno, hurt someone really badly..? Like, on purpose hurt them, not like someone trips on accident.. Or, uh..."

He paused in his thoughts, squeezing his eyes shut before blinking and blinking and blinking again.

"Are you, uh.. Are you looking for a return ticket, Pentious?" He asked softly, cocking his head to the side. He couldn't really imagine wanting to flee Paradise after being allowed in, but maybe.. Maybe it made sense to want to go back down to the snake-man.

Maybe he missed his friends that badly.. Missed people he cared about more than he'd ever realized, and now there was no way to get to them ever again-!

Huh.. Maybe he could imagine it.. Abel ruffled his wings, soothing himself as his mind started to drift back towards the nothing he'd needed to be pulled from ages ago, back into the present.

Back with his new friend. His new sad friend. Who was sad.

"Do you maybe wanna, I dunno, talk about it over some tea? You like tea, right?" He sounded like the kind of guy (snake) who would appreciate a good cup of tea..

#Say My Name And His In The Same Breath I Dare You To Say They Taste The Same {Abel}#Maybe I've Become Exactly What They Feared [Sir Pentious - priderings]#can you tell can you tell he's my baby favey to write for #i like rambling in his weird little brain #anyway . abel cancelled for profiling this man as a tea drinker

Try A Different Face {Charlie and Angel}

Charlie was... Stressed.

Well, no, stressed was a very kind and very nice word, and her current feelings were not kind or nice. Her current feelings were loud and overwhelming and kinda-sorta world-implodingly bad.

But! Just because her feelings were loud didn't mean that she could shirk her duties to her friends. In fact, it meant that she needed to do what she did best even harder so that nobody would worry about her!

Because that always worked really well, right?

She sat across from Angel in the lounge, chewing absentmindedly on her pencil eraser as she jotted things down while Angel spoke about his current emotional state, or was he talking about his past now, oh, yes, that'd be super important and she'd need to be paying attention to show how him being this vulnerable was a good thing-! Her eyes moved up from the paper only when she saw movement over the clipboard, and a small whine of protest fell past her lips as Angel snatched up her pencil and began to twirl it in his fingers.

"I-! Angel, if you need to borrow it you can just ask, we're friends, and I am taking very.." Her voice grew smaller as she glanced at the page in front of her filled with literal loop-de-loops instead of words. She sighed softly, shifting her legs to hug her knees to her chest.

"I'm sorry, I just.. Everything has been.. A lot.. And I didn't want to let you down by canceling our feelings talk.." She wrinkled her nose with a soft sniff as she realized she had let him down anyway by being so damn distracted.

"Um.." An idea danced across Charlie's brain as she looked up at the less-than-amused spider sinner.

"What sort of stuff do you like to do when things are too loud..? I, uh, you'd talked about your, um, drag days a little bit ago..? You'd said it helped you calm down, do you.."

"Could you try that on me, too? If you'd be down to, I also completely get it if I've fucked it up today and you're kinda just done with me.." The last bit came out much more watery-sounding than she'd intended for it to sound, and she could still feel the tingling in her nose that proceeded a crying fit.

(( @spidrboots ))

#The Spider In The Kinky Boots [Angel Dust - spidrboots]#Always Chasing Rainbows {Charlie}#scatterbrained emotional little lady for you #trying to lean into canon vibes for this one but like i figure the hotel is nerve wracking even without what's happening in s2

flitsy

#Say My Name And His In The Same Breath I Dare You To Say They Taste The Same {Abel}#Dance Dance We're Fallin' Apart To Half-Time // Abel // Visage #my silly little bouncy boi #obsessed with his little blinky face at the start actually #a meow meow well and truly

💎➡ to give a piece of jewelry - @e-m-p-error (From Mammon to Glitz!)

[Love Is In The Air?]

(I know you meant Glam but they usually get matching gifts sooo-)

Collars weren't usually Glam's kind of thing. Sure, they were fine, but they never really popped out to her as an article of jewelry that she just had to get her claws on..

But when Big Daddy gave her something? Something nice and shiny, even if it wasn't her style?

Then, and only then, would collars be her style.

She admired the little dollar-sigil tag that hung from the absolutely glittering bedazzled choker in her vanity mirror, casting a glance over at her sister's same-but-different matching set.

"So, you think he's gonna like, walk us, or something?" She exhaled sharply, cutting off her own laugh as it began to build in her throat.

Not that it couldn't be a real possibility..

(( @e-m-p-error ))

#Money Can't Buy Happiness But Guaranteed I'm Worth The Price {Glam}#Money Can't Buy Happiness But It Can Rent You Paradise [Glitz]#Glitter Sisters ~ e-m-p-error #i missed them sorry for being shit at clearing drafts