♡harlequin babies♡

indie hh&hb multi-muse, penned by fergie. nsfw, 18+ only. dark themes present. multi-ship, multi-verse (canon compliant & divergent), selective, mutual exclusive. rules. please read before following and/or interacting. under heavy construction.

muses include:

charlie morningstar ( primary ! )

angel dust

lute

emily

cherri bomb

verosika mayday

blitzø

fizzarolli

vale carta ( semi-private oc, request only ! )

hey, all. thank you so much for all of the kind, encouraging words that you sent ! they really helped me. i wish i could answer them all individually, but i've realized that in many aspects of my life, i'm overwhelming myself. i've made the decision to set this blog on a temporary hiatus, while i trim the tree of my responsibilities down to a more manageable size. i apologize to anyone who is waiting on a response from me. i simply have to put my mental health first, before i do major damage to myself.

Christ on a stick, there was going to be a metric fuckton of people here, wasn't there ? He shouldn't expect any less, being that it was an open-invitation from a Goetia Prince, but still... he can't believe that Stolas was stupid ( or just obnoxiously optimistic and ignorant of his own vulnerability ) to throw a party where anyone, everyone and their fucking mother's ex-boyfriend's dick-sucking slut-bag cousin could show up --- and without any extra security ! Then again... he hadn't been privy himself to the fact that Stolas could get hurt until very recently; perhaps he wasn't the one to run his mouth on the matter... but that had never stopped him before.

❝ Cheese and fucking crackers, Stolas, ❞ he grumbles from beside the feathered host, packing some serious heat under his tuxedo jacket, hoisting a rifle in both hands while keeping scarlet eyes trained on the entryways and places he'd use himself for cover if he were someone with ill intentions. ❝ You seriously opened this up to everyone ? If that fucking honky-tonk hick shows up, I'm kicking his ass out, then kicking yours for being so fuckin' reckless. ❞

@justiceiswrath sent: "You're even more beautiful than yesterday." (Something sweet to Emily) ↪ flirty prompts / accepting !

Kindness incarnate never made a habit of making assumptions about people, let alone casting judgment; she hadn't been sure what to expect from the King of Wrath, one of Hell's most powerful entities, but --- such sweetness certainly hadn't been expected. There's a natural, innate humility to her reaction, thin flush kissing freckled cheeks as she tucks a starlight lock behind her ear demurely. A nervous smile pulls at the corners of soft lips, her violet-sky eyes falling away in shyness.

a masked stranger said: I feel like I know you Verosika.