this ass is mine !

[wrathbrn-moved]

#𝗪𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗕𝗥𝗡      ╲   an   independent   ,   selective   ,   &   low   activity   roleplay   blog   for   millie   ,   from   helluva   boss.   mostly   canon   compliant   ,   diverted   with   some   headcanons.   dark   ,   triggering   themes   to   be   present.   minors   and   personals   ,   dni   !   as   loved   by   astra   ,   25+.   she   /   her.   (   sideblog    to   @lvndrhzd  ,   temp   rules   under   cut.   ) 

001. this blog is low activity and runs off inspiration. i’m an adult ( well, sometimes lol ). i work a full time job, 40hr a week. and i go to bed at grandma hours. i can't always push out replies like i used to or there may be times i go really quiet for long periods. it’s not me trying to ignore you. i am not mutuals only, just because if i followed everyone back .. i'd never be able to keep up with my main dash. so feel free to send me memes / request starters. unless otherwise stated in the tags, have at it. i still reserve the right to be selective over who i want to write with. but it's all vibes, no thoughts rn.

002. now. i do also happen to be living, breathing ship trash. and i make no apologies for it. writing out romantic dynamics is some of my favorite things. i like exploring the different ways people fall in love, the trials they face, and how they can transition from one stage of their relationship to another. millie is a proud pansexual women. while she doesn’t ( and has never ) ‘officially’ come out , she is comfortable in her sexuality. 

003. i tend to use two - three spaces between words, small text, bolds, italics, and blockquoted icons. please know that you are never expected to match my style or my writing length. how you choose to style your writing will never influence my decision to write with you. and if you are unable to read writing when there are extra spaces, please please please feel free to tell me. i will remove it for our threads.

004. nsfw / graphic content can ( and most likely will ) be present on this blog. violence, explicit language, blood, religion, and sexual themes. everything will be tagged accordingly. at this time, nsfw threads will not be put under a read more. but they will be tagged. i currently am not in need of any triggers being tagged, but on this blog they will be done as TRIGGER CW.

005. hey. hi. hello. welcome to my mess. if you've read this whole thing , you're an angel. i’m astra. ( she/her, 25+. ) i’ve been at this for a really long time, like too long. discord is available to all mutuals, we're getting better about replying. 

[wrathbrn-moved]

uh plot twist : i moved millie to her own blog. 🫶🏻

[prettythought]

kiss roulette

inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear

A kiss on the cheek

A kiss on the nose

A kiss on the forehead

A kiss to the top of the head

A firm kiss

A gentle peck

A romantic kiss

A platonic kiss

A kiss to the eyelid

A kiss along the jawline

A kiss to the neck

A kiss along the collar bone

A kiss on the chest

A kiss to the stomach

A kiss along the hips

A kiss in the rain

An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss

A kiss while laughing

A kiss underwater

A rough kiss

WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)

A french kiss/kiss with tongue

A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances

A sleepy kiss

A kiss that's an accident

A kiss while one or both parties are crying

A kiss in greeting

A kiss in parting

A kiss to the back of the hand

A kiss to the palm of the hand

A kiss to the inner thigh

A kiss while someone watches

A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking

A kiss after a bite

A kiss against a wall

A kiss to the shoulder

A kiss to the back of the neck

A kiss while one party is carried

A tentative kiss

An impulsive kiss

A kiss out of spite

A clumsy kiss

A bloody kiss

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﹠ * endless millie edits.

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i love that for the most part , we all can agree that blitzø not knowing how to give good head is wildly inaccurate.

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is she proud of her husband ? yes she is. is she also still never beating the would be down for a threesome and would probably top them both allegations ? also yes.

[wrathbrn-moved]

millie taught moxxie how to eat pussy based off her own skill, not just what pleases her.

[wrathbrn-moved]

how am i supposed to go back to work after that ???

[wrathbrn-moved]

i just— THIS WAS EVERYTHING TO ME.

[promptfairy]

𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

“  let’s go home.  ” “  um,  excuse me?  ” “  you broke it.  ” “  need a hand?  ” “  please,  help me.  ” “  i missed you.  ” “  i’m not sorry.  ” “  tell the truth.  ” “  what happened here?  ” “  got a minute?  ” “  life’s a bitch.  ” “  you’ve done enough.  ” “  i’m still learning.  ” “  don’t touch me.  ” “  was that you?  ” “  there’s no god.  ” “  you deserve better.  ” “  you’re a saint.  ” “  you are enough.  ” “  maybe you’re right.  ” “  this will pass.  ” “  you complete me.  ” “  you got this.  ”

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

“  don’t be so dramatic.  ” “  no guts,  no glory.  ” “  i’m calling for help.  ” “  run away with me.  ” “  it’s always been you.  ” “  some things take time.  ” “  you’re being awfully quiet.  ” “  please don’t hurt me.  ” “  snap out of it.  ” “  did you miss me?  ” “  how do i look?  ” “  i wanna get better.  ” “  whatever floats your boat.  ” “  i’ll love you always.  ” “  what are you waiting for?  ” “  at least i tried.  ” “  give me a kiss.  ” “  what’s the fucking point?  ” “  god,  i love you.  ” “  i’m doing my best.  ” “  i waited for you.  ” “  you woke me up.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ”

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

“  you can’t keep doing this.  ” “  i think i love you  …  ” “  you make me feel special.  ” “  are you upset with me?  ” “  you need to heal first.  ” “  let me see the wound.  ” “  is your brain even on?  ” “  don’t give up on me.  ” “  you are perfect to me.  ” “  i can’t take this anymore.  ” “  you are my favorite person.  ” “  you had me at  ‘  hello.  ’   ” “  i wanted to see you.  ” “  don’t give me that look.  ” “  you’re a work of art.  ” “  i’m not scared of you.  ” “  i have  …  so many questions.  ”  “  do you think i’m stupid?  ” “  just tell me what happened.  ” “  i just want to help.  ” “  we need to be careful.  ” “  what did you just say?  ” “  i miss talking to you.  ”

[wrathbrn-moved]

@blitzs said , i can tell you’re upset , what happened ?

growl   sits   at   the   edges   of   her   lips,   held   between   teeth   like   a   caged   and   feral   animal.   there   was   no   outlet,   nowhere   for   her   to   place   all   the   rage   that   was   threatening   to   swallow   her   whole.   and   if   she   was   in   any   sort   of   clearer   mind;   she'd   have   apologized   for   aiming   it   at   him.   “ ughhhh,   why   does   everyone   keep   fucking   askin'   me   that   today? ”   but   the   outburst   slips   through   pained   attempt   to   suppress   her   scream.   blown   out   pupils   flicking   to   glare   at   him.

tail   swishes   through   the   air   behind   her   back,   rattling   as   the   anger   rolls   off   in   waves   she   can't   control.   “ nothin'   happened.   and   i'm   not   … ”   but   her   tone   hikes   up   too   many   octaves.   it   gives   way   to   the   truth   and   before   she   has   a   chance   to   catch   it—   ceramic   mug   shatters   beneath   her   grip.   again.   dropping   to   a   ruined   mess   among   the   carpet,   torn   pieces   of   tape   that   had   previously   held   it   together.   

“ —now   i'm   upset. ”

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@mafiafled said , where does it hurt ? show me.

“ moxx,   i   said   ‘m   fi—   awh, shit ! ”   hands   that   been   fighting   to   bat   away   the   concern   of   his   husband   are   now   moving   to   her   side.   pressing   against   what   she   suspects   are   broken   ribs.   but   if   there’s   one   thing   millie   knows—   it’s   that   she   doesn’t   want   to   worry   moxxie.   “ it’ll   be   fine   by   tomorrow,   hun.   don’t   go   worryin’   about   me,   okay? ”   it’s   no   use.   even   as   desperate   gaze   flickers   to   him,   it’s   like   there’s   already   a   plan   forming.   and   it’s   never   that   she   won’t   accept   his   care…   sometimes   the   guilt   is   just   too   much.   she’s   supposed   to   be   stronger.   to   be   better.   to   be   enough   that   he   never   has   to   see   her   so   weak.  

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﹠ * endless millie edits.

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did i answer memes today? yes. am i second guessing if they sound right? also yes. i am so sorry ! but i appreciate you all being so patient with me.

[mxwillowneptune]

"i can fix him" ok well i can make him scared of me and hard

[hellredeema]

“   ummmm,   pretty   sure   ?   ”   fuck   !   shit   !   charlie   wishes   desperately   she   could   call   vaggie   for   help   right   now.   but   vaggie   is   out   right   now   and   so   it   just   leaves   the   princess   of   hell   herself   to   handle   it.   which,   realistically,   she   should   be   able   to   handle   this.   but   she   can   feel   her   nerves   settling   in,   and   she's   trying   to   wrack   her   brain   to   see   if   any   of   the   guests   would've   had   a   hit   put   out   on   someone.   “   like,   i   mean   …   i   can't   imagine   anyone   here   would   need   someone   killed!   ”   if   it   was   alastor,   she   might   lose   her   mind.   she   will   actually   lose   her   mind.   fingers   run   through   her   blonde   hair   and   she   bites   her   bottom   lip.   cheeks   tinge   pink   at   the   formalities.   “   oh,   no,   you   don't   need   to   call   me…   charlie   works!   ”   she   doesn't   want   to   slam   the   door,   because   that   would   be   rude…   so   instead   she   offers   a   nervous   smile.   “   did   you,   uh…   wanna   come   in   and   check?   just…   please   leave   the   gun…   ”   motioning   to   the   weapon   and   a   nervous   laugh   escapes   her   lips.   “   leave   the   gun   on   the   bar…   it's   just   me,   but   if   you   wanna   come   check   and   make   sure   they're   not   here,   that's   fine   with   me!   the   hazbin   hotel   has   nothing   to   hide!   ”

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“ y're   here   alone? ”   millie   isn't   sure   why   the   sentiment   rubs   her   the   wrong   way.   maybe   it   was   growing   up   the   way   she   did.   always   surrounded   by   one   sibling   or   another.   never   able   to   get   a   minute   of   peace   and   quiet.   if   it   wasn't   one   of   the   boys   hollering   about   something ,   it   was   the   animals   out   back   kicking   up   a   storm.   she   expected   the   princess   of   hell   to   be   surrounded   by   tons   of   people.   servants or something.   “ —hey ,   we   don't   judge.   people   come   to   us   for   all   kinds've   reasons.   as   long   as   they're   willin'   to   pay.. ”   she'd   never   really   understand   it.   the   way   sinner   clung   to   their   mortal   lives   and   the   wrongdoing   of   those   left   behind.   didn't   they   see   how   much   better   it   was   down   here?   how   much   freer?  

“ charlie   is   it   then.   i'm   millie!—   and   i'd   really   appreciate   y'   lettin'   me   look   around.   it   was   a   pretty   big   hit.   and   if   we   don't   get   paid,   it's   not   gonna   be   a   good   month. ” there's   a   shrug   to   her   shoulders   as   millie   steps   through   the   threshold   of   the   hotel.   it's...   different   than   she's   expecting.   but   promise   is   kept ,   she   moves   over   to   the   bar   in   the   corner   and   hops   on   one   of   the   stools   to   leave   her   gun   on   it's   top.   and   because   she   doesn't   want   to   risk   being   on   the   princesses   bad   side   ...   she   also   leaves   two   of   her   knives   and   the   small   ankle   pistol   she   usually   keeps   a   secret.   “ soooo   ..   it   always   this   quiet   'round   here? ”

[blitzbuckz]

【𐂃】 all those nights he had tucked them in bed, unknowingly, && this is how he's repaid ?! He practically gave them a roof over their heads. the nerve. Nevertheless... he also couldn't blame them either. If anything, he considered himself lucky to be able to share the same space with them. Both; in their apartment && at the office. He never had a stabled family life ( after he ruined it ) so-- this was the closest to one he had.

There was a deeper longing, yearning, to understand the devotion they shared as well. In the process of changing his ways, he was starting to understand. Picking up bits && traces from time to time. Still, that didn't meant he was going cold turkey too. He agreed to behave, not to change his whole persona. 'cause he still gave little fucks to anyone that peeved him the wrong way. his thirst for blood wasn't changing either. He had his values && they can keep theirs. Speaking of merits--

❝ gee whiz, thanks. ya' shouldn't have. ❞ the tone was sarcastic, defeated, crossing his arms in response. Frowning he averted his gaze, but only for a second before her charisma lured his eyes right back. Recovering his smile before giving her a light boop on her forehead.

❝ I'll hold you to it then, cutie. Let's go ... Loona and Moxx are waitin'. How about some dark mocha ? All this m&m talk has me cravin' for some chocolate ! they let you design whatever shit you want on your cream too. I want a FAT horse on mine. Let's fuckin' go ! ❞ Rapidly pacing with his chin held high he began marching, flicking his tail contently as he took the lead.

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there   was   a   fleeting   thought   of   offering   him   an   apology.   other   than   moxxie ,   blitzø   had   been   one   of   the   first   people   in   her   life   to   really   ...   see   her.   and   her   teasing   wasn't   ever   meant   to   be   more   than   that ,   harmless   fun.   if   real   damage   had   been   caused ;   if   she   upset   him?   she'd   never   forgive   herself.   not   when   his   praise   hadn't   come   with   the   secondhand   insults   that   so   often   filtered   into   words   back   home.   he   had   never   knocked   her   down   when   perfection   had   slipped   away   from   her   aim   or   slice   of   her   knife.   in   so   many   ways,   blitzø   had   been   every   bit   the   supportive   boss   and   friend   millie   had   always   dreamed   of   having.   

she   only   wished   he   could   extend   that   same   curtesy   to   moxxie   once   in   a   while.

“ hell   yeah—   chocolate   sounds   great!   i   want   a   huge   axe   on   mine! ”   her   gaze   flickers   up   in   time   with   the   small   boop   left   along   her   forehead.   it   cracks   a   smile   across   features ,   following   the   simple   laugh   that   was   reserved   for   her   softer   moments.   millie   tipped   her   head   back ,   chin   tipping   up   to   match   his   gaze   and   followed   alongside   his   strides.   

“ tell   y'   what ,   b   …   even   though   i   can't   promise   moxx   will   ever   change   his   mind ,   if   it   ever   seems   like   he's   gettin'   interested   in   tryin'   something   new— ”   her   words   trail   off.   shoulders   lifting   in   a   simple   shrug   as   she   casts   a   look   up   at   the   taller   imp.   it's   a   dangerous   line ,   sure.   the   last   thing   she   wants   to   do   is   betray   the   trust   of   her   husband.   and   there's   a   difference   in   the   two   of   them   joking   about   it   versus   something   actually   happening.   but   ..   “ all   i'm   sayin'   is ,   if   i   think   there's   a   openin'..   i'll   let   you   know   okay? ”