QUEEN CRIMSON.

NARRATED FOR YOU BY GOOD OLD BEELZEBUB.

[thegreatfly]

                ❝ oh, come now. don’t give up so easily; i’m SURE he’ll learn to take a hint eventually. ❞ loudly sips her drink.      ( she doubts it. )

[thegreatfly]

How would Beelzebub interact with someone like Alastor from Hazbin Hotel?

               al is kind of an interesting case, because by default beelzebub is actually pretty unimpressed with anyone who goes out of their way to show off how powerful they are? she usually views those types as insecure in their own strength and capabilities. annoying little tryhards. like, if you’re REALLY some super powerful tough guy, do you need to remind the people around you every five minutes?      ( incidentally, this is why beel typically refrains from throwing her own power around. )       she used to be the type to pull stunts like that when she was still quite young herself —— which is another reason why she finds it so distasteful. it’s a bit like watching someone repeat an embarrassing action you also did when you were a child. like, naruto running in public.

               one would think, going by this logic, that beelzebub would probably find al to be quite grating?      ( considering he basically made a name for himself doing what she hates. )      however, alastor has something going for him that more or less redeems him in beel’s eyes —— a sense of style and humor. a modus operandi. going on a rampage through hell? bland. predictable. boring. broadcasting those acts of violence over the radio for all to hear? absolutely goddamn whimsical. there’s a difference between defensively lashing out and what alastor does —— it’s all about the presentation. it’s about killing for survival vs killing for the fun of it.      ( also it doesn’t hurt that they share a similar fashion sense. )

               in short, i think she’d be fairly cordial with al. of course, every interpretation is different —— but by default, beelzebub thinks he’s a riot. an artist of the same craft, so to speak. she isn’t intimidated by him in the least, but she isn’t intimidated by anyone.      ( for better or worse. )      and she would probably agree with the idea of watching sinners struggle unsuccessfully for redemption being a source of entertainment —— though in beel’s case, it’s because she thinks it would be pointless not to embrace one’s desires.

               and that really goes for anyone from hazbin hotel —— ?      ( or any fandom, honestly. )      if she’s dealing with someone who’s basically a bully with an ego, expect beelzebub to be less than impressed. otherwise, she’s all but guaranteed to be civil.      ( if, you know, her usual charming self. )

[thegreatfly]

               also      ( because i’m on the headcanon train again )      may i present both a very beelzebub centric song as well as a voice claim?

[thegreatfly]

               in her own twisted way, beelzebub doesn’t actually see herself as the bad guy —— not that being labeled one especially bothers her.      ( though few things really do. )      her core belief system revolves around embracing one’s desires and acting on them, regardless of consequence. traditionally, beelzebub is usually associated with gluttony. gluttony doesn’t always necessarily have to involve only food —— rather, it can be the act of indulging in something      ( anything )      to the point of excess. in beel’s case, she often encourages others to throw themselves headfirst into their deepest desires. she’s the epitome of a bad influence, and purposefully so —— though she doesn’t see the influencing she’s doing as something actively harmful.

               this goes doubly so when she’s interacting with her fellow demons. beelzebub was exiled because she didn’t believe in lucifer’s more businesslike vision of hell.      ( to be more precise, this disagreement eventually snowballed into a much larger issue. )      she hates the idea of her kind leading boring, unfulfilling lives where they toil away at mindless jobs while suppressing their true natures. if beelzebub had her way, hell would be an anarchic mess of fire and brimstone and sin.

               unfortunately, her hands are a bit tied on the matter.      ( mainly because she killed most of her own followers in exchange for power. )      so for the time being, beelzebub just floats around, giving people terrible ideas and otherwise encouraging them to act on pure impulse.

[thegreatfly]

if beez is a fly and flies only live for 28 days is she gonna die soon?

               ❝ ... i have been alive for over two months. ❞ seventy six days, to be precise. ❝ why do you think i've taken to calling myself an old fly? ❞

               those white horns aren’t just for show.

[thegreatfly]

"How do you 'date'?"

ASK MY MUSE FOR ADVICE

               hmm. a bit of a challenge, that one.      ( extended isolation in the abyss hadn’t exactly done wonders for her dating life. )      ❝ preferably with a bottle of liqueur and a box of chocolate truffles —— the more expensive they are, the better. and i suppose a little music never hurt anyone, either. ❞ well, probably.

               beelzebub tapped her chin thoughtfully. ❝ ... though if that doesn’t do the trick, you could always try showing some cleavage. ❞

[thegreatfly]

How do you make a proper apology?

ASK MY MUSE FOR ADVICE

               the demon’s initial response came in the form of a laugh —— almost as if she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.      ( like it was all one big joke to her. )      ❝ is this supposed to be a trick question —— ? you don’t. ❞ beelzebub’s lips quirked in a smirk that could only be described as downright cruel. lacing her fingers together, the queen crimson leaned closer to elaborate.

               ❝ i’ll let you in on a secret. apologies are just a tool others use to trap you into feeling guilt, little one. ❞ she punctuated the statement with a flick of her tail. ❝ doesn’t it get exhausting walking on eggshells day after day? being afraid of hurting someone? making a mistake? ❞ shaking her head, beelzebub’s expression would have resembled pity —— if not for the way it failed to reach her eyes. instead, they bored straight into the asker, like she intended to read them      ( and steal away the answers to her questions )      like an open book. ❝ saying sorry is just a social construct. it won’t erase the damage done, so why not simply stop giving other people so much power over you? it’s your life —— you should live it for your own benefit. ❞

               the fly leaned back again, seemingly satisfied with her answer. ❝ never ask for anyone’s forgiveness. ❞ beelzebub concluded. ❝ exist only in the moment. indulge your desires. society may not like it, but it’s the only way to be truly happy in this world. ❞

[onlyrpmemes]

Ask my muse about something and they will give you absolutely terrible advice.

Or it might turn into really good advice. Could depend on your point of view.

[thegreatfly]

                ❝ if you ever feel safe, please remember that i’m out there. ❞

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[thegreatfly]

               ah, what’s this? it feels as if her very existence is causing someone somewhere a great deal of misery... good.

[thegreatfly]

               if the plot of helltaker was actually just a story created by beelzebub, it strongly implies that on some level she also finds the idea of a ❝ harem full of demon girls ❞ attractive. in this essay, i will ——

[thegreatfly]

insatiableinedia·:

“Nah. That’s just what she says, but…”

sniff, sniff.

“…Eh. You just smell like flies. You’re ok. Sometimes humans smell like that.”

               ah. ❝ you know, there’s actually a very interesting explanation for that... ❞ the demon trailed off.      ( but really, what was the point in elaborating —— ? )

               ❝ ... i wasn’t aware flies had a smell... ❞

[thegreatfly]

angeldcst​:

walking the streets of hell was dangerous unless you associated yourself with powerful people. everyone knew where angel dust stood in valentino’s roster, so they simply watched him from afar. 

eyes flicker toward the streets as his bottom pair of arms fold. 

god, where was someplace to have FUN around here. just getting out of work, he needed to let off some steam – in the nonsexual way for the first time ever.  /  @thegreatfly​

               it had been quite some time since beelzebub was last able to wander the depths of hell so freely. the technology, the important names, even the appearance of its colorful streets —— everything was in such stark contrast to the world she had known so very long ago.      ( in some ways, it hardly felt like hell at all. in others... )

               she had assumed, with a touch of pride, that the wary eyes of distant onlookers were trained on her. it had taken beelzebub an embarrassingly long amount of time to realize that wasn’t the case. as for who was seemingly important enough to warrant such attention...

               a brow was arched at the spider-like demon. ❝ why the long face, dear? ❞

[thegreatfly]

mcrtimersmith​:

A turn of his head, an arched brow. Slow, calculating. There’s a look in the demon’s eyes that would make any person UNPREPARED to cower away in fear. In worry. But he won’t. Her words INTERESTED him. She WAS a demon. Mortimer was just UNAWARE of how powerful she truly was.  Was she able to pull souls SCREAMING from hell back into the land of the living?

Mortimer thinks of Rick.

Thinks of the chance he DIDN’T GET TO GET killing the man himself. All those MORTYS did it themselves, fueled by the rage that C-137 stirred up.

Of his looks doesn’t drop but it MORPHS into something new. Something akin to DANGEROUS. Nearly as devastating as her own with the idea of getting the chance to TEAR RICK’S BEATING HEART FROM HIS CHEST. But he mustn’t get ahead of himself. He had to PLAN THIS OUT carefully. 

“And YOU can bring HIM here?” Arms cross. Another pause. “I’d APPRECIATE THAT.”

               the demon’s smirk turned downright dangerous —— as if the smallest shred of her true colors were finally being put on display. ❝ of course i can. ❞ beelzebub tapped her chin thoughtfully. ❝ i can only assume lucy won’t be very pleased. neither will the new high prosecutor... ah, but when did that ever stop me from doing anything —— ? ❞ never. consequences were hardly ever a thought in the queen crimson’s mind —— it was, many would claim, her greatest flaw.      ( though beelzebub saw the unwillingness to take action as an even greater sin. )

                ❝ that being said, i do need something from you in exchange. ❞ the fly continued, extending a hand. ❝ you see, it takes a human to cross the hell’s gate. lend me your power for a moment, and i can bring him through. it’s much easier than going down there to find him. ❞ beelzebub’s smirk turned crooked —— as if the entire situation was somehow amusing to her.      ( it was. )      ❝ you could think of it as a deal. you get to take your revenge, and i have the joy of being an audience. simple; no strings attached. ❞ she wasn’t usually one to be so generous. still, the demon had taken a rather personal interest in the matter, and wanted to see how it would play out.

               after all... wrath was at its most delicious when it came seasoned with revenge.

               ❝ what do you say? ❞

[thegreatfly]

@insatiableinedia​:

"Cerberus says you have stinky vibes."

               credit where credit was due ——  THAT one was certainly... unique. ❝ rather quick to take someone else’s word as gospel, aren’t you? ❞

[thegreatfly]

                ❝ oh my. it seems to get more lively here by the day. ❞      ( not that the fly was complaining. )      were those familiar faces she spied —— ?