very low activity && private multimuse. feat. muses from HAZBIN HOTEL / HELLUVA BOSS. established december 2024. RATED S for sinful content. ( 21+ only please ) sinned by poppins.
this is a sideblog to @pridetempt.
always accepting all memes , asks , starters , and plots
rules and current muse list below.
RULES
don't be a dick. don't steal shit. don't start shit.
dark things will happen here, but we're gonna keep it fictional, okay?
muse list is very subject to change. hence the blog name "hell temp(orary)"
currently iconless. undecided if that will change.
if there's a muse you'd like to see here, let me know
if you want actual rules, check lucifer's blog.
MUSES
hazbin hotel.
rosie. she/her. cannibal overlord. polished and bloody.
niffty. she/her. obsessive compulsive maid. adorable and terrifying.
helluva boss.
belphegor. she/they. sin of sloth. medicated and plush.
moxxie. he/him. I.M.P. assassin. theatric and fiery.
millie. she/her I.M.P. assassin. blades and badassery.
others.
roo. she/they. root of evil. depravity and temptation.
gabriel. he/they. messenger of god. ethereal and warm.
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“I mean, d'you know what eternity is?”
@roevl && gabriel ✒︎ meme tag ( always accepting )
blue eyes flicker up only briefly , quickly refocusing on his phone and the rapidly developing group chat flying across the screen. paying so little attention to roo would be ill-advised by everyone in heaven aware of their existence. gabriel knows this. but everyone in heaven has not had semi-regularly scheduled reprimands , warnings , and other various attempts to reign in the primordial presence ever since eden... rotted. gabriel has. ( consider the angel somewhat desensitized )
❝ i'm familiar with the concept , yes. ❞ singular brow arches. ❝ but you know that so where are you going with this ? ❞ and more importantly , how long is it going to take to get there ? the celestial messenger only scheduled half an hour for today's scolding. any longer and he'll get behind on other work —-- something that is not going to happen.
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Sentences taken from Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Feel free to change names or pronouns as needed.
“Kids! Bringing about Armageddon can be dangerous. Do not attempt it in your own home.”
“If you stop telling people it’s all sorted out after they’re dead, they might try sorting it all out while they’re alive. ”
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.”
“Oh Lord, heal this bike.”
“You can hope for nothing. All you can hope for is the mercy of Hell.”
“It’s Tchaikovsky’s ‘Another One Bites the Dust’.”
“The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.”
“A demon can get into real trouble, doing the right thing.”
“Don’t think of it as dying. Just think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush.”
“All tapes left in a car for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Best of Queen albums.”
“I mean, d'you know what eternity is?“
“It is said that the Devil has all the best tunes. This is broadly true.”
“If you sit down and think about it sensibly, you come up with some very funny ideas.“
"You start thinking: it can’t be a great cosmic game of chess, it has to be just very complicated solitaire.”
“Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft are written by men.”
“People couldn’t become truly holy, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.”
“People, meeting [name] for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide.”
“It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.”
"That’s sexism, that is. Going around giving people girly presents just because they’re a girl.”
"And just when you think the world’s full of amazing things, they tell you it’s really all dead whales and chopped-down forests and nuclear waste hanging about for millions of years. It’s not worth growing up for, if you ask my opinion.”
i'm gonna throw a variety of narrative shit at the wall and we'll see what sticks. they're more like loose concepts held together with duct tape and a dream than plots, but you get the ideas.
eden times. i'm picturing a gaggle of angels on the sidelines watching like oh ! look at the little humans go ! and when adam spots them gabe gets pushed out like a sacrificial lamb to slaughter bc the angels panicked. they don't really know how they're supposed to interact with man and gabe has already been assigned as the messenger so go ! talk to the human ! that's your job ! things evolve from there. idk that's as far as i got with ths one.
gabe is basically heaven's PR guy so what if those stuffy outfits that adam hates wearing when he's paraded around are because of gabe ? it's decided that adam is gonna be the trophy soldier so gabe sets to work curating the perfect vision to accomplish to goal at hand. eventually it gets back to him that adam hates them so when gabe is feeling like a messy bitch or adam is being particularly annoying, gabe gives him the worst fits —-- don't get me wrong, he'll look fantastic, but it'll be most ornate, stuffy monstrosity you've ever seen.
real talk tho, gabe can absolutely empathize with adam about being paraded around like that. they're not a therapist, but they will listen and they will care and they will let adam know he's not the first angel to feel frustration over what is being asked of him nor will he be the last. maintaining order throughout creation is a big task and some simply jobs suck sometimes.
butting heads about how to handle conflicts. i just know steeped in blood adam and angel of mercy gabe constantly disagree. "of course there is a point where we smite them, adam, but if we solved every conflict with smiting, we would soon be the only things left in creation. then what would you do, hm ? complain, that's what. and no one wants to listen to that for all eternity, my friend." to be fair, it sounds like adam deals mostly with hell / battles and gabe has spent most of his time socializing in heaven / on earth so they obviously have different frames of reference.
that said, heaven is throwing gabe down to hell for PR purposes re: redemption so any advice adam could give about what to expect, what demons like, how they normally talk, etc would be greatly appreciated. spill all the tea, okay ? gabe has a job to do and does not believe in being over-prepared. they will gladly listen to anything and everything adam has to say —-- might not take all of it to heart, but they'll listen !
… and I’ll respond with 3 (or more) interesting plots / relationships / connections I can think of for our muses! There is no pressure for us to write any of them, but it’s a great starting point for you to get a sense of how I think our muses might interact and what sorts of plots I’m most interested in happening between them - so don’t be shy!
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gonna watch the good omens finale tonight and there's a 90% chance this blog becomes very gabriel-centric afterwards. i can feel it coming and i apologize to anyone here for other muses.
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ㅤㅤ🎥ㅤTHE MUMMY (1999) – a collection of dialogues from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthe film. please change pronouns and verbiage as needed.
but for our love, we were willing to risk life itself.
you must go. save yourself.
only you can resurrect me.
but for my love of ___ i was willing to defy the gods.
i knew this was gonna be a lousy day.
personally, i would like to surrender. why can we not just surrender?
then let's run away. right now. while we can still make it.
give me frogs, flies, locusts, anything but this!
you are a catastrophe! why do i put up with you?
have you no respect for the dead?
i think you found something.
i've already dated it, this map is almost four thousand years old.
my dear girl, don't be ridiculous. we are scholars, not treasure hunters.
you burned it! you burned off the part with the lost city!
i lie to everybody, what makes you so special?
i tremble with anticipation.
how do we know that's not a load of pig swallow?
i found sand. i saw death.
could you tell me how to get there? the exact location?
for all the money we're paying you, something better goddamned well be under that sand.
personally, i think he's filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. i don't like him one bit.
smashing day for the start of an adventure, eh, ___?
can you look me in the eye, and guarantee me this is not some sort of flimflam?
i have come to protect my investment, thank you very much.
i only gamble with my life, never my money.
what makes you so confident, sir?
the only thing that scares me, ___, are your manners.
still angry that i kissed ya, huh?
did i miss something? are we going into battle?
the last time i was at that place everybody i was with died.
and the fact that they say it's made out of pure gold, makes no nevermind to you, right?
by the way ... why did you kiss me?
i was about to be hanged, seemed like a good idea at the time.
why if it ain't my little buddy, ___. i outta kill you.
so what's the scam? you get 'em out in the middle of the desert then leave 'em to rot?
the devil himself lives out there.
i am going to kill you for this!
never did like camels. filthy buggers. they smell, they bite, they spit. disgusting.
what in bloody hell is this?
do you realize, we are standing inside a room that no one has entered in over four thousand years.
you're welcome to my share of the spider webs.
and it stinks to high heaven in here.
mummies, my good son. this is where they made the mummies.
let's be nice, children, if we're going to play together, we must learn to share.
we'll sneak up and steal that book right out from under them.
i say, what's our smelly little friend got himself up to?
oh my god ... it looks like … it looks like a sarcophagus.
salt acid. pressurized salt acid. some sort of ancient booby-trap.
no. i believe if i can see it and i can touch it, then it's real. that's what i believe.
i say, bloody good show.
i know, you're wondering, what's a place like me doing in a girl like this?
i may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure hunter, or a gunfighter! but i'm proud of what i am.
don't blame me, i don't even remember being there.
there is a curse upon this chest.
“death will come on swift wings to whomever opens this chest.”
it says, there is one, the undead. who if brought back to life – is bound by sacred law to consummate this curse.
the curse … beware the curse!
i've never seen a mummy look like this.
oh my god, he was buried alive and he left a message.
it says: death is only the beginning.
in all of my research, i've never read of this curse actually having been performed.
you sure you outta be playin, around with that?
it's just a book, no harm ever came from a book.
would you quit playing, around? let's get outta here already!
i told you to leave or die, you refused, and now you may have killed us all. for you have unleashed the creature that we have feared for more than four thousand years.
no mortal weapons can kill this creature. he is not of this world.
i may have use for you. and the rewards will be great.
we must now hunt him down, and try and find a way to kill him, before he consumes the earth.
know this, the creature will be coming for you.
i thought you didn't believe in this stuff?
that's what i am to you? a contract?
ya little stinkweed, where did you slink off to?
yeah, well, we all got our little problems today don't we?
we are in serious trouble.
you saved me from the undead.
there's only one person I know who can possibly give us some answers.
i'm willing to go on a little faith here.
and you think this justifies killing innocent people!?
the creature must first try and regenerate, and then he will attempt to resurrect the one he has loved for more than four thousand years.
he has chosen you to be-the human sacrifice needed to regenerate the body of ___.
who put you in charge? you can't just leave me behind like some old suitcase.
i'm the one responsible for this mess and i intend to be the one to clean it up.
it is better to be the right hand of the devil ... than in his path. as long as i serve him, i am immune.
what are you looking for? lie and i'll slit your throat.
that looked rather painful.
ya know, ever since i met you, my luck has been for crap.
i think you were jealous.
you think it'll send this guy back to hell?
it has begun. the beginning of the end.
don't tell me we gotta go back out there?
you better think of something, because if he turns me into a mummy, you're the first one i'm coming after.
be calm. there is still time.
is it dangerous?
everybody else we've bumped into has died, why not you?
from now on, don't touch anything. not a damn thing.
gabriel is the guy that's always friendly and sincere , but you can't shake the feeling he knows something. something about you , your past , your future. something that will affect you ( positively or negatively ). something he can't or won't tell you. there's often that nagging feeling that gabriel just... knows.
does he know something ? yeah. probably. his job deals in information. he'll never turn down a good bit of gossip. he's good with people , good at reading them , getting them to open up. all of that means he knows a lot —-- possibly more than he should. but he's also a rule follower. he will not tell you anything you're not supposed to know. ever.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♡ㅤKitty trails Niffty through the hotel corridor, pace adjusted in small increments to stay close without crowding. Footfalls stay light, posture upright, arms loose at her sides [ until movement is required. ] Rubine optics track the floor first, then baseboards, then corners, repeating the cycle as the environment shifts. A loose flyer slips from a side table as they pass; one hand darts out, catches it before it reaches the floor, smooths the edge, & slides it back into place without breaking stride. “Oh— got that!” Kitty says, words quick, already moving on; a bucket in the walkway prompts a compact pivot, palm briefly steadying the handle so it does not tip as Niffty moves past. Knees bend just enough for a glance beneath a cart, eyes sweeping for debris, then straighten again as motion continues. “Okay,” Kitty says; head tilts toward a smear near the wall, fingers hovering a few inches away. “This one looks… persistent,”ㅤ[ 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗘: 𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘 ]ㅤMovement resumes, trajectory drawn cleanly along Niffty’s line, bells jingling & settling as her path reattaches. “Just tell me when!” Kitty adds, cheerful, factual. “I can start wherever you want ~ My apologies for the delay; ever since I was nearly destroyed by your friend, my response time has required recalibration. Your boss Charlie is very nice for giving me a job! Mister Valentino doesn’t really mind how I’m doing…” [ This is not pleasant to admit... ]
The bot keeps herself slightly offset, close enough to see what Niffty reaches for without blocking her path. Hands move twice in quick, tidy corrections: a chair leg nudged back under a table, a crooked frame straightened so it no longer threatens to fall [ no pause follows either action. ] “That okay?” Kitty asks, already continuing; a sharp turn from Niffty earns a compact spin, bells chiming once as alignment resets, momentum contained, “I can do it the same way!” Kitty says. “Same order; same tools. Yes, yes, yes!” Gaze drops to the floor again, then rises to the walls, then returns forward, pattern repeating as they move room to room [ another stain earns a glance but no contact, ] “I’ll remember that spot,” she says to herself, nodding once; distance stays consistent, never closing unless space demands it. Rhythm settles into repetition: follow, observe, correct only what would interfere, & wait for demonstration. Kitty’s movement remains continuous, purposeful, & restrained, attention anchored on Niffty as the source of instruction. “What’s your favorite thing to clean, Miss Niffty? I think cleaning cum-stains are the most fun! Tee-hee x3”ㅤ/ㅤ@helltemp IS RUNNING KITTY.EXE
skittering maid does her best to ignore the new potential replacement help charlie brought into the hotel. niffty. does not. need. help. if the robot wants to follow her around so be it , but she will not be asking it for help to do her job. absolutely no——- HOLD ON. roomba said what now ? frenzied actions halt in a fraction of a heartbeat ; indignant answer is preceded by a gasp so big it feels oversized on her petite frame. ❝ that belongs inside a lady ! only stupid boys pull out and make a mess and i don't want anything to do with those kind. ❞ they're weak and won't survive anyway , she thinks.
............ what was the question again ? oh !
❝ i used to like killing bugs —-- sometimes i would kill mother bugs in front of their babies so they would know who's in charge and that i could squish them with a single blow. ❞ tone drops she speaks ; demented grin grows wider , eye grows larger as pupil constricts to a pinpoint. one could say the very air darkens for a moment as if for dramatic effect. then the moment passes and niffty is back to her typical bubbly ( yet equally deranged ) demeanor. ❝ but baxter fixed them (!) so now they have fingers and lungs and we taught them to play instruments. now they're my minions. ❞ she likes having minions. a lot.
where was she going with this ? right ! ❝ so probably blood ! —-- oh and guts ! ❞ now that she's talking , the words spill freely , momentarily forgetting that kitty is her one-sided sworn enemy. ❝ there used to be a lot of those before alastor brought me here. he liked to destroy people and it was so messy. there was always something to clean —-- the floors , the walls , the windows , the ceiling. one time i found a pinky toe on the ceiling fan. eheheheh it was wonderful. ❞ ( it's probably a good thing kitty can't bleed if she's going to be working closely with the little maid. ) ❝ but he doesn't do that as much since we moved here and charlie doesn't like it when we hurt people so there's not as much blood or guts anymore. ❞ cue the wistful sigh. ❝ what a shame. ❞