I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way.

𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑;

𝖌𝖈𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑; a semi-canon divergent Hellaverse ( Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss ) multimuse featuring Lilith Morningstar, Niffty, and Stella. The domain is in Hell and the content is going to be as dark and sexual as you might imagine it to be. Do not follow if you are below the age of 18. witnessed by red.

𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘. 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘. 𝖒𝖚𝖓.

semi-private & mutuals only.

“you never know what horrible fate your bad luck has saved you from.”

“you put peace out in the world, you get peace back.”

“my bad luck is biblical. i’m not even trying to kill people and someone dies.”

“you said you wanted simple for your first job back. doesn’t get simpler.”

“i know i’m being judgmental. i need to… work on that. but, jesus, what a douche bag.”

“you don’t have to nick the biscuits, man.”

“why’d i do that?

it’s like i got a compulsion or something. i have to take it if i see it. need to talk to someone. serious.”

“you’re bleeding, mate.”

“oh, mate, shit. oh, shit, man. oh, fuck. who the fuck did i kill?”

“fuck is wrong with you?”

“you ever watch thomas the tank engine?”

“i always bring my stickers with me, you know that.”

“[name], you’re startin’ to get on my tits.”

“i want to strangle you now.”

“looks like it’s time for a jaffa cake.”

“three words describe our situation right now. do you know what they are?”

“family’s more important than money, right?”

“if you mention thomas the tank engine one more time, i’m gonna shoot you in the fucking face.”

“i will ruin your life the way you ruined mine.”

“dude, i don’t even know you!”

“let this be a lesson in the toxicity of anger.”

“i’m really good with faces.”

“i’m really gonna have to process my part in the incident on monday.”

“we have to have a hard discussion about the caliber of people we are surrounding ourselves with.”

“i didn’t realize i was gettin’ a babysitter to come cut my bollocks.”

“shove that fuckin’ hat up your fuckin’ arsehole, you hear me?”

“i shoot a lot of people.”

“didn’t i mention? i’ve always been lucky.”

“every day is a fucking headache with you, innit?”

“man, i just want to get off this train, go see a zen garden and some shit, you know?”

“you’re the diesel-est diesel that ever fuckin’ diesel-ed, not even close, that i’ve ever seen in my life, man.”

“no, no, no. i ain’t got the time or the patience, let alone the interest.”

“would you describe me as someone who lives in perpetual anxiety?”

“this guy’s like criss-fuckin’-angel. he pops up everywhere.”

“is this like a… like a sex thing?”

“did you go to the authorities?”

“i wanted to handle it myself.”

“are you hiding in a bathroom?”

“boundaries. we need boundaries.”

“i knew my luck would rub off on you.”

“i’m hedging my bets, you could say.”

“oh, my god, did you just say “whack”?”

“you’re really proud of yourself, aren’t you?”

“do you have, um, anything sparkling?”

“bro, i just remembered i gave all my money to that guy to wear my h-hat and glasses.”

“you fucking bastard! fucker!”

“for what it’s worth, you seem like a right fucking arsehole and i’m glad you’re gonna fucking die with me.”

“you two do look like twins, huh?”

“well, i don’t think they were in the market for fucking dildos and pantyhose, were they?”

“you don’t know anything about life.”

“you know, before us now is just a wall, but it’s an illusion, man.”

“i’m finding it very hard to follow this story.”

“i’m really good at reading people, and something tells me you are just not fucking right.”

“i mean, you’re not even afraid and your lip’s quivering. that’s a tear. that is really authentic, mate, like…”

“i gotta kill ya.”

“i’m glad you enjoyed the performance.”

“fuck, that thing is hot.”

“i’m mansplaining, i’m mansplaining again. i’m sorry.”

“you want me to hold your hand?”

“karma is a bitch.”

“it’s my bad luck. it’s bad luck on acid.”

“i could journal. i should journal.”

“i’m sorry, darling.”

“i don’t know who the fuck you are.”

“he just said that i could be a good backup plan and that a pretty girl makes a good hostage.”

“keep your fucking knickers on, all right?”

“what the fuck are you doing, you bell-end?!”

“make sure you do something that brings you peace, ’cause everything else is a pain in the ass.”

“you’re not going to let me get hurt.”

“you’re creepin’ me out, so, if you don’t mind, could you just find another seat, like, way, way, way down there?”

“i’ll fucking kill him myself.”

“you’re not gonna believe this coincidence, but i already got a dose of antivenom in me today, so i’m good.”

“yeah, you, you, you fucking shot me!”

“i’m fast to kick your ass, though, i swear to god.”

“i should’ve put a bullet through your arse!”

“i built myself up from the nothing you gave me.”

“man, i got a bad feeling about this.”

“i’m so sorry for your loss.”

“it was an assassination attempt on me.”

“i will come. i will always come for you.”

“yeah, it helps to process this. i have a good therapist.”

“our paths were destined to return to each other.”

“dude, all you do is talk about trains.”

“i wanted bubble milk tea.”

“i only do snatch and grab jobs.”

“for what it’s worth, [name] is a dick.”

“the narcissism on this chick.”

“what is with this fucked-up family?”

“please don’t make me regret it.”

“did you come to rescue me?”

“did you need rescuing?”

“you came to rescue me.”

“what’s happening to your face?”

“are you crying?”

“it’s a lot to process.”

Treka L. House

Another hot day. All Around Us. 1940.

i realized that i haven’t made a meme out of some of the wild things this man has said, so. here it is now!! there are a few suggestive prompts in there so be aware of that, but aside from those, everything else should just be chaotic <3

“ i don’t believe in grocery stores. ”

“ why would you curse me with this? ”

“ oh, i’m sorry! am i boring you?? ”

“ this is the end of all things, this is hell. ”

“ if i can’t see it, it can’t hurt me. ”

“ i’ll never be among the flowers again… ”

“ this is my punishment for even trying. ”

“ [name], get your ass in here! ”

“ soon, there will be unlimited hair. ”

“ i am a man…. who owns FIVE OVENS! ”

“ when i was a child, i couldn’t afford to do easter eggs. we couldn’t even afford eggs. ”

“ we had a chicken, but then we had to kill it for our own entertainment. ”

“ don’t worry. i won’t break you, unless you deserve to be broken. ”

“ i want a woman that can crush my head between her thighs. ”

“ it’s not a sexual thing! i don’t want anyone to think that! ”

“ it’s about power. it’s not about pleasure, it’s about power! ”

“ people might mistake me for some kind of a masochist, which isn’t true! ”

“ when you come knocking on my door bearing gifts, they better be the best damn gifts i’ve ever gotten in my life. ”

“ they’re a little bigger than your average kid. ”

“ you do you, and i’ll do me, and we don’t do each other. probably. ”

“ goddamn it, my brain is so huge! ”

“ i’m gonna take my thick ass back to bed. ”

part one of prompts pulled from taylor swift’s newest album, midnights. a few prompts might have been split up to make more sense in a rp sense, but most remain unchanged. enjoy <3

𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄

meet me at midnight.

you don’t ever say too much.

you don’t really read into my melancholia.

i’ve been under scrutiny.

you handle it beautifully.

all this shit is new to me.

i’m damned if i do give a damn what people say.

all they keep asking me is if i’m gonna be your bride.

the only kinda girl they see is a one-night or a wife.

they’re bringing up my history, but you weren’t even listening.

you weren’t even listening.

talk your talk and go viral.

i just need this love spiral

get it off your chest

get it off my desk.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐍

we lost track of time again

how’d we end up on the floor, anyway?

i see you every day now.

how the hell did we lose sight of us again?

ain’t that the way shit always ends?

i lost you.

that’s a real fucking legacy to leave.

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈-𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎

i have this thing where i get older, but just never wiser.

my depression works the graveyard shift.

i should not be left to my own devices.

i end up in crisis.

i wake up screaming from dreaming.

it’s me… hi.

i’m the problem, it’s me.

i’ll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror.

it must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero.

did you hear my covert narcissism i disguise as altruism?

one day i’ll watch as you’re leaving, and life will lose all its meaning.

i have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money.

she thinks i left them in the will.

𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇

life is emotionally abusive.

time can’t stop me quite like you did.

my flight was awful, thanks for asking.

i’m unglued, thanks to you.

it’s like snow at the beach: weird, but fuckin’ beautiful.

you wanting me tonight feels impossible.

this scene feels like what i once saw on a screen.

i’ve never seen someone lit from within.

to hide that would be so dishonest.

it’s fine to fake it till you make it.

i don’t even dare to wish it

can this be a real thing? can it?

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍, 𝐊𝐈𝐃

i play it cool with the best of them.

he’s gonna notice me.

it’s okay, we’re the best of friends.

i didn’t choose this town. i dream of getting out.

there’s just one who could make me stay.

i waited ages to see you there.

i picked the petals… he loves me not.

i play my songs in the parking lot.

i’ll run away.

i gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this.

the jokes weren’t funny.

i took the money

my friends from home don’t know what to say.

everything you lose is a step you take.

you’ve got no reason to be afraid.

you’re on your own, kid. you always have been.

you’re on your own.