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#STARDUSTMCDE ------- Ind. Pri. Multifandom Multimuse (featuring Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, and Rick and Morty). Schemed by Rin, she/they, 29.

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#ooc posts. ✨ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ qᴜᴀʀᴛᴢ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ ✨#{ pinned post / DNI }

countlessrealities

Vox's lips curled into an exasperated frown at the question he was addressed. Satan fucking dammit. Had no one at that idiotic Hotel taught Alastor anything? He would have expected them too, considering that the place was a festival of queer rainbows.

Was he really supposed to explain that shit to his stubbornly old-fashioned lover? The mere idea gave him a headache.

"You might assume they do, but no, Al, they don't," he began, biting back the heavy sigh that had come to his lips. "There are...different types of attraction, alright? Let's...skip above the others for now, but well...there's sexual attraction and romantic attraction. To simplify it, you can be horny for someone without having feelings for them. And you can have romantic feelings for someone without being horny for them."

Should he try to draw symbols and stuff to make it clearer? ...Perhaps it was better not, he might have risk confusing the deer even more.

"In my case, I'm sexually attracted to men and women. My feelings for you don't stop me from finding someone else objectively hot. Of course, I would never do or even want to anything with them, since we are in a monogamous relationship."

And, honestly, he couldn't imagine wanting someone else, carnally or in any other way, now that he had staked a claim on the object of his obsession.

"However, I've never experiences feelings that can be labelled as romantic for anyone, in life or death, aside from you. So, if it weren't for you, I could easily label myself as aromantic...meaning that I'm incapable of romantic love."

stardustmcde

This felt humiliating. Sat there being told what things meant. Since when did any of this get so complicated? Back in his day, it was either being gay or being straight. And he was the strange one for being neither.

Perhaps he's not so strange anymore.

"I see," Is all he decides to say as he takes the next few moments to ponder and process.

In the meantime, he stares down at the bisexual shark pin in between his fingers. Brows furrowing. As if the thing were offending him personally.

Ears perked up to show how alert he had become. "And... how does.... one go about learning what.... romantic or sexual they are? How did you learn you were.... bisexual?"

#countlessrealities #{ ic ; 📻 ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ }#{ closed verse. 📻 ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ }#{ sdkjhskfjd Alastor usually tunes out when it comes to romantic / sexuality talks xD }#{ and now he's feeling some type of way bc he doesn't know anything and feels very fish out of water xD }

plotted starter for @radiotyrant

Witchcraft was a new avenue that Vincent somehow managed to tangle himself up in. Ever since he was young, he never believed in almost anything. The Bible was just a book with stories that didn't mean much to him. God and his angels were nonexistent. And the Devil and his demons were living amongst them on Earth.

The real Hell was his life.

But he also couldn't deny the stories. Selling one's soul for fame and fortune. The Devil granting it on just one condition. And what did he even need a soul for? He was the people's voice. He belonged to his audience.

It didn't matter where he ended up when he died.

So that's where he found himself in. Sat in the middle of a pentagram, drawn in blood from a few producers' throats that he slit. Salt, herbs, and other sacred items were scattered about.

One of them being an old fashioned radio that barely worked.

"Alright! Come out, come out, spirits," He began to call out in the empty hotel room. "Make yourselves known. I want to sell my soul!"

#radiotyrant #{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ human verse. ⚡ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ꜱʟɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ ᴏʙᴇʏ }#religion tw #{ sorry this took so long but here ya go !! 👀👀👀 }

countlessrealities

A distorted sound leaves Vox's speakers, conveying his annoyance with Alastor's observation. His fiancé isn't wrong, he has been with men far more often than with women since ending up in Hell, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't like women too.

"I've been with plenty of ladies, I'll have you know. Just because you didn't see it, it doesn't mean it hasn't happened!" He points out, crossing his arms over his chest with a little scowl. "And...well...maybe I've had a slightly preference for men in death, but that doesn't mean anything!"

His expression, however, quickly mellows as the Radio Demon goes on, basically stating that Vox his the only person he has ever been attracted to. A cyan blush slowly spreads in the middle of his screen."

"Uh, well, if you get a flag for being...ah, Voxsexual, I'll need a new one for me too, since I'm obviously Alastor-romantic. Since I've never had any other romantic interests outside of you."

stardustmcde

Oh, Alastor wasn't going to listen to that. He didn't need to know about his fiancé's activities with women. Instead, he yoinked the shark pin out of Vox's claws and began to examine it. Pretending like he was contemplating something.

An eyebrow raised when his hearing tuned in onto a specific word. Alastor-romantic. Confusion threaded in the way he tensed.

"I think you mean to say Alastor-sexual..... romance and sexuality go hand in hand, does it not?"

#countlessrealities #{ ic ; 📻 ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ }#{ closed verse. 📻 ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ }#{ sdkjfhsdkjfsd Alastor would've liked the sound of that if he weren't so hung up on the -sexual -romantic suffix xD }#{ he's never learned what a romantic orientation is xD }

countlessrealities

@stardustmcde

Vox stares at his fiancé, trying to figure out if the other was pulling his leg. Useless to say, Alastor looks very serious.

"...Are you for real? Al, no, what the fuck? It's not the flag of a country. It's a Pride flag. It's supposed to symbolise a specific sexual or romantic orientation."

With a snap of fingers, he summons a holographic screen, featuring the colour schemes of the most common orientations.

"That's mine," he points with a claw, "and it means...uh...bisexual. Since I'm sexually attracted to both men and women. The shark...Velvette got me a pin shaped like one because I like sharks. It's not connected."

stardustmcde

Staring at the holographic screen, Alastor blinks one eye at a time. Unsure how to process all of this information. He takes in each flag. Not knowing what they were meant to represent.

"Bisexual.... hm...." He ponders it a bit. "I suppose that makes sense. Though, in all of my years knowing you, I have not once seen you be intimate with a woman,"

Not that he wanted to.

"I suppose I'm a homosexual, since I'm only attracted to you." He shrugged. "Perhaps they should make a flag for being Voxsexual."

#countlessrealities #{ ic ; 📻 ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ }#{ closed verse. 📻 ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ }#{ sdfkjsdkj i'm crying. Alastor straight up goes “No I think we're both gay.” xD }#{ and now Alastor identifies as Voxsexual xD }

"Fuck, I need to stop slipping into cyberspace and blacking out for hours on end. Feels like I missed out on a lot."

#dash commentary. ✨#{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ the new divider has grown on me. i just need to make one for my other group of muses ;w; }

{ OOC } anxiety too high so i'm gonna draw :/ i'll be lurking / sending out memes to people maybe <3

#ooc posts. ✨ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ qᴜᴀʀᴛᴢ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ ✨#{ today was a tiring day -.- }

{ OOC } how are we feeling about this new divider i made ? 🤔 i kinda like it but idk

#ooc posts. ✨ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ qᴜᴀʀᴛᴢ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ ✨#{ i'm expanding my photoshop skills and i kinda just made this sdkksdksd }#{ it might be easier to just use a singular divider for my Hazbin Muses instead of singular ones idk }

{ OOC } remade my pinned post, so if you wanna go check it out, you can 👀👀👀

#ooc posts. ✨ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ qᴜᴀʀᴛᴢ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ ✨#{ i didn't realize how late it is but i must go to sleep now }

{ OOC } It's a new month so i'm gonna give my blog a tiny makeover (minus the dash icon) 👀👀👀 then maybe i'll have motivation to do drafts

#ooc posts. ✨ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ qᴜᴀʀᴛᴢ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ ✨

Not fazed by the company, Rick takes a can of beer, breaking it from the plastic binding to toss it towards the other. "Th-That's the thing," He took a sip from his own beer. "I don't want any stimulation,"

But what did he want? "I-I just... want some peace and quiet. For once."

@clevrgrrl

#clevrgrrl #{ ic ; 🧪 ʀɪᴄᴋ ꜱᴀɴᴄʜᴇᴢ }

He has the garage open. Cool breeze entering as he stares out into the suburban street. Blinking now and then. He's on his twelfth, thirteenth beer. Just not doing much of anything.

#open starter. ✨#{ ic ; 🧪 ʀɪᴄᴋ ꜱᴀɴᴄʜᴇᴢ }#{ Rick has been on my mind and i'm slowly getting muse back for him <3 }#{ send stuff maybe ? }#{ or reply to this ? }

remnantsouls

"Oh I dunno, with me I just saw this cute fella and it felt like the most natural thing in the world...? I think it's different for everyone ya know?"

stardustmcde

Vox starts wringing his hands. Nervous now that it sounded a lot more simple than what he was imagining. "Oh," He stuttered on the word. Electricity sparked between his antennae. "I think it's different for me too.... I've been with... men, but I'm not sure how I feel about that...."

#remnantsouls #{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ preseries verse. ⚡ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ! }

stardustmcde

"Wow, what a fascinating concept. I'm not... like that... myself, but I've known some people who are. I'm just curious, is all, how does one go about finding out that they are.... that?"

#open starter. ✨#{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ i really wanna do more box vox pls 🥺 }

overx

Another Time, Another place

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@countlessrealities sent; Completely unannounced, Virgil zapped himself out of the current powering his counterpart's fridge, hands carefully hidden behind his back. He was wearing the stupid uniform he was forced to sport when he worked at the Hotel, since he was technically on duty, but his trademark smirk was plastered on his screen.

He would have ended up in trouble, had anyone found out that he had left his post during work hours, but he couldn't have cared less. It was Vincent's birthday, no fucking way he would have waited till the end of his shift to come and visit.

"Vince! How's my favourite me?" He exclaimed in a cheerful tone, waltzing over to where his other self was sitting at the kitchen table. "I can't stay long, if Vaggi finds out I left, she'll kick my ass and ground me, but I had to come here right away!"

He had been tempted to pop up at ass-crack o' dawn before the beginning of his shift, but he had decided against it. Unlike him, Vincent slept, and it would have been a dick move to wake him up at 4.30am on his birthday.

"Happy birthday, pal!" He went on, dropping a little box, smaller than a ring box, in front of his counterpart. It was wrapped in black paper, with a bright blue ribbon on top, and it held a small device, the sort they used to store softwares. "It's a game I coded myself. Think Animal Crossing, but it's ocean themed and you're basically taking care of a shark farm. It's just a silly little thing, but...I know how stressed we are and this is great to take your mind of...well, everything. The tunes are one of the best parts, if I can say so myself."

Wrapping his arms around Vincent's shoulders, Virgil leant in, bringing their screens close as his grin was replaced by a manic smirk, the sort he wore whenever he was about to cause trouble or to pull out one of his gory snacks.

"And I also have something else for you," he went on in a sing-song tone, producing a small holoprojector. "It's heavily encrypted, so that only we can activate it and no one but us can see its contents. Trust me, it has to be this way, and you'll see why in a moment."

He sent out a quick command and the device came to life, projecting a collection of photographs. They aren't many, a little more than a dozen, and the two figures starring in them are a little fuzzy, but much neater than they would usually appear on any sort of camera.

The Alastors spending time together. Chatting, laughing in that creepy away of theirs, walking around arm in arm, causing chaos and spreading bloodshed around Hell. There were even a couple of pictures of them holding hands and one, the juiciest bit of the collection if you asked Vincent, where they were kissing, almost making out.

"I risked my life to get us this, so you better be grateful.~ And not get offended if I might or might not have already used my copy for some fun alone time."

[[ Virgil for Vincent's bday || this is super late, I meant to write it up and send it days ago, but I managed only today =.=" let's pretend it's not late IC please xD also that second gift omg VIRGIL WTF ]]

Sat at the kitchen table, Vincent was scrolling through his social media feed. Mindlessly reading posts, but nothing over a paragraph. He was still waking up from sleep and his processors weren't warmed up enough to handle too much written information. At least, not yet.

Sipping on his coffee, he jumped and spit some out as he heard a familiar voice. He didn't get time to protest about being snuck up. As his counterpart began to speak. Not allowing him to get any word in just yet. Only staring at him with wide, bug-like eyes.

His brow quirked up. Who the fuck is Vaggi?

That would be forgotten then he was shown a ring box. Instinctively, he tensed. An idea forming into his barely waking mind before an explanation could be spoken.

And when Virgil did tell him what it was, opening it up to show the device, he let out a relieved sigh.

He didn't get to revel in the gift. When a second one would be announced. The manic look on Virgil's face caused a shiver to shoot through his spine.

And there, before him, were images of their rivals. Many, many images. He couldn't nearly process them all. Oh, but he would later. Probably for hours.

With a rigid posture, legs tightly pressed together, claws tapped against the surface of the kitchen table, Vincent let out a chuckle. "Wow, this is... Virgil, this is really sweet, I mean it, truly!"

Standing up from the chair, he placed both hands onto the other's shoulders, guiding him out of the kitchen. "And thank you, this means so much to me, but I need to shower, you have work,"

If it felt like he was politely kicking Virgil out of his apartment, he was.

"But, I'll come by later and really show you how appreciative of it I am," He spun Virgil to face him. Leaning forward to kiss the corner of the other's screen. "Right now, you need to go. Okay? Love you, bye."

Turning on his heel, he took the device with the Alastor images and scurried off into the bathroom. Not realizing the two words he just spoke. Instead, his mind, and body, needed to get a taste of what Virgil had risked his life to give to him.

#countlessrealities #answered. ✨ ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴄᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ✨#{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ ⚡ + ᴠɪʀɢɪʟ || ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ (@ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʟᴇꜱꜱʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ) }#{ Vincent casually throwing out “Love you” while thinking Virgil was about to propose at first }#{ 👀👀 -suspicious eyes- }#{ he enjoyed the gifts but he's gotta enjoy them alone xD }

🔥 alex for alastor 🔥 alastor for vox 🔥 vox for vox 🔥 vox for alastor

Send 🔥 if your muse would sleep with mine! || accepting

"I certainly would hope so.... you make pleasant late night company, I'd hate to ruin a good night with either of us parting ways~"

"Really? Right now? Do you want to right now? I have time!"

Chuckles. "You can consider the feeling mutual."

Frog blinks once, twice. "Take me out to dinner first. Then we shall see."

#rradiio #answered. ✨ ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴄᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ✨#{ ic ; ⚡ ᴠᴏx }#{ ic ; 📻 ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ }#{ gotta make some ship tags xD but well Alastor seems eager xD so that's a good sign xD }

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