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petitprincess1 · 11 months

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People had to actively ask if Bee was supposed to be the one and only Beelzebub and now they're relying on Twitter fans to make theories on why the characters look in certain ways or are allowed to do certain things, people who don’t follow Vivziepop on social media aren’t gonna know about how this world works. I like subtle world building and hints, and I think the ideas of Beelzebub representing an animal tamer is fun (even if Wrath makes more sense to me), but when the rules of how the hierarchy system and rings work is already so confusing and relies entirely on someone looking it up online it makes some people think Vivziepop wanted to make another random furry design. Why are hellhounds represented by gluttony? We were never shown an instance of this before and the episode doesn’t even say that they’re in the Gluttony ring at the start (which is just another ring with a yellow sky).

I’m not saying I want the show to spoon feed us everything, but just a little context and set up in the actual show instead of random things just happening all the time with no explanation would be nice?

Also for the “A bee/fly would have been unoriginal and ugly, she doesn’t have to follow the Bible lore” people, have you considered that Bee's character design is too messy some people?

Vivzie has answered ALLL of this, even to the subtly of the animal trainer and all that. She even says it's fair that people don't realize the subtly of it and disagree with it. She doesn't mind it. It's just those who are in bad faith and will argue about every tiny issue.

Why are the hellhounds represented by Gluttony? It's the same way Satan represents imps, Ozzie represents succubi, Bel represents baphomets, Mammon represents jesters, and Levi represents fish creatures. They are the citizens of that Ring. What else do you want? Why would this be answered in the episode? Also, again, Viv already answered it.

Also, Gluttony is just another ring with yellow sky? Yeah, if you completely ignore the hive/bee theme of it, them yeah its just another ring. Did you know if you ignore the nightclub/red district/Vegas environment of Lust, it's just a rainy ring? Did you know if you ignore the disheveled, crime-ridden, and heavily industrialized cities of Greed, it's a ring with green in it?

Finally, it's fine if people don't like Bee's design. No one cares if you dislike the design. It's when people claim to "fix" the design or make it "better" that there are problems. This is no different than "fixing" some creator's art on here or Twitter. People lose their minds over that. Guess what? This isn't different.

Oh, also, the Hierarchy is literally just:

Morningstars

Deadly Sins

Royals

Overlords

Sinners

Hellborns (Imps, succubi/incubi, etc)

Hellhounds

That's how its always been.

#hazbin hotel #helluva boss #long post #ask answered #ok 2 rb

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dianneking · 8 months

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10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes: Day 10 (Lucifer Morningstar)

We have come to the last of our goodbyes. My goodbye to this short series. Arguably, this is my favorite of it all and I can't even express properly why. There's something so epically heartbreaking about it all. I hope you like it as much as I did. Also, yes, I realize it's very Good Omens- coded, no I didn't watch Good Omens, but I blame all of my mutuals for getting me into the hive mind about it (you know who you are).

Summary: What was the cause behind the fall of the brightest of all angels? What did their defiance of the Almighty look like? It was love. Love is what ultimately spelled destruction for Lucifer. No, not Lucifer yet. Samael.

TW: Angst, Religious topics, Drabble, Goodbyes, Hurt No Comfort, Dialogue Only - Wordcount: 100 words - AO3 link in title below

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Day 10: Lucifer Morningstar (Sandman) - The Fall

“We shouldn’t be out here – we each have our tasks, you know it.”

“Those tasks will be there for all eternity. Right now, I want to hold my beloved a bit longer.”

“But…”

“I love you more than anything.”

“Don’t say that!”

“Shouldn’t we angels only tell the truth? I love you more than myself, more than reason.”

“Stop it.”

“....It’s too late now, my love. Even if I didn’t say it, I now know it, so He knows it as well.”

“No, it’s not true. Don’t say it… Don’t say it!”

“I love you more than Him.”

“SAMAEL NO!”

Liked it? Here's the link to the previous one! And to the 10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes masterpost! And to my own masterlist of all my fanfictions!

#dianneking writes #dianneking fanfiction #10 days of gwen goodbyes #angst fairy #lucifer morningstar #lucifer (sandman)#lucifer morningstar sandman #gwendoline christie lucifer #lucifer gwen #lucifer morningstar x angel #gwendolien christie fanfiction #gwendoline christie fandom #the sandman fanfiction #drabble

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brandwhorestarscream · 2 months

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Please tell us about Megatron's spiralling grief!

(Also I hope he cuddled Shockwave for some comfort. He deserves it.)

The autobots were extremely vicious and thorough when exterminating the cybermorphs. In TFA, at present day, Megatron is the only surviving queen. During the war, he lost every single one of his children. The civimorph, vosimorphs, and minimorph queens all had hives on Cybertron, and were killed brutally. Queen Theta of the civimorphs, her hive was flooded with tox-en, the corrosive gases melting away at their plating and making it impossible for them to breathe. She died with all her children, trying to save her eggs and carry them to escape, and those that did manage to break their way to the surface were easily gunned down due to already being weakened.

Queen Morningstar of the vosimorphs was killed when the autobots bombed Vos: their hive was naturally subterranean, dug into the plateus surrounding the sea of rust, but when her sire's city was under siege she disobeyed her carrier's orders and went to help. When she was spotted amongst the fighting, Ultra Magnus knew they'd never have such an easy chance again, and vaporized the entire city with a nuclear bomb. Less than a hundred Vosians were left in existence, and that was only because they weren't in the city when it happened.

And poor Dazzle of the minimorphs, his hive was dug up by one of the Supremes: he died being stomped into paste by the enormous brute. He died cradling a newly emerged baby drone in his arms, telling them that, "It's gonna be ok, mommy's here-" before they were flattened into oblivion.

As anyone that's lost a child knows... it's the worst kind of pain. That sort that's so intense and visceral it becomes physical, making your whole body ache and throb and making you wish for death. Both to escape your suffering, and so you can see your baby again. The three oldest queens weren't born that way, they were the best of the best, the finest of his children that clawed their way through the royal trials and emerged victorious atop their siblings. He had watched them grow up and achieve greatness and he was so proud of all of them: feeling their sudden deaths in his spark naturally made the almighty queen mother collapse into grief. The first one to go is Morningstar, his oldest, then poor Theta and finally Dazzle. Not to mention countless of his other children that worked to protect their hives and fighting on the battlefield for their freedom, but the extinguishing of each queen marks another grave loss for the morphs. After all, he's not producing any more morphlings right now, and drones can't become queens. If one subset of morphs is driven to extinction, unless he can get his hands on another sire and safely raise a royal embryo to adulthood, they'll be gone forever. Not to mention with each lost queen means less and less warriors to assist in their fight: now that the autobora have extracted the Allspark and are making on-the-ground soldiers, they're threatening to overwhelm them.

Megatron becomes increasingly unstable with each queen's death. Ripping himself from his ovipositor and forcing his way into the fighting, slaughtering autobots left and right, taking unnecessary risks, rage and devestation making him sloppy. He takes uncalculated risks and throws himself into fights without thibking, not noticing or perhaps ignoring any injuries. He cares not for his health or safety, and is running on pure spite alone. He wants nothing but to avenge his sparklings, to make these miserable bastards pay. It throws the vast swaths of drones and warriors into a frenzy, but it's unsustainable and the casualties are many. He can't hold funerals for them, their remains can never be retrieved, and he doesn't know how much they suffered before their untimely deaths. They were so young. Their childhoods were nothing but fighting, their adult lives an endless cycle of reproduction and death. He regrets that they were denied a normal life of love and freedom, and now he can never give it to them.

Even when the morphs are pushed offworld, forced to flee when their final, largest hive is destroyed, the autobots don't stop. They chase the morphs into space, and begin hunting their offworld hives as well. Velocitron and Eurythma, both planets are completely vaporized for the sake of killing off the morph nests there, taking away the (Unnamed) velocimorph queen and Damus, the rhythomorph queen. They hunt each and every hive with extreme prejudice, killing every single one of Megatron's precious children. Nowhere and no one is safe from their genocide.

By the time the decepticons reach their canon point: lost drifting in space, beaten and starving, the queen mother is a shell of himself. Empty, shattered optics and a blank face, unwilling or perhaps unable to lay more eggs. Their people number less than 500 now, scattered to the universe, and the vast majority of those numbers are drones that have survived by pure luck. His audials constantly ring with the screams of everyone who's died, their final words and thoughts to the hivemind before succumbing to death. The grief hangs around his neck like solid chains that make it hard to stand up at all, and... his hopes for the future are very bleak. Part of him craves the release of death, but his sense of duty as the last living cybermorph queen stay his hand from taking a blade to his spark.

In recent developments there's the possibility of little Lovebug the insectimorph queen (name definitely not final! This is just a nickname) hatching on Cybertron after so long, his egg having survived the purges and still hidden deep in Cybertron's depths. His birth may spark new life onto the cybermorph species, but we can talk about that later. It's still a maybe.

As for Shockwave... he and the other sires do try to take care of their queen, but there's really nothing anyone can do or say to make this easier. It's a pain that will never go away, but that doesn’t stop Shockwave from visiting the hive's heart when the queen is asleep, draping himself over his body and trying to help keep the nightmares at bay 💖

#cybermorph au #i love tormenting megatron #hes so depressed and hopeless. he misses his babies

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crewman-penelope · 1 year

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From one botanist to another - Part 7

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7 Proper Breakfast

There was fresh made bread, still warm, for you. Milky, creamy butter. A honeycomb in a bowl, surely fresh harvest from the bee hives.

And - tea.

Dry tea leaves, in different shades of green and red. You could made out verbene and lemon balm, as also the sight of dried chamomile heads.

The smell gave you an idea of peppermint also. He poured you a cup in an elegant gesture, alas still focused. Your host calculated every of his own body movements. You wondered what it was, until your eyes felt on the knots on his knuckles and the swollen wrists.

You threw him a look and wondered if he would mind your asking. He seemed to be sick. This was more then scars on his skin by an accident. You decided to let him tell you in time and just went with the flow.

Morningstar filled his cup from the same pot and gestured to your tea.

“It is not poisoned. Neither drugged.”, he assured you with a warm smile. To give you reason he lifted his cup and sipped his tea.

“I apologize for drugging you yesterday night. I felt it was necessary after the quite exciting event of your kitnapping. It was not my intention to frighten you, though.”

His voice was calm and apologizing. You looked at the hot beverage, remembering the shock of seeing your surveillance camera pic on your monitor.

You took the cup of fine china on both hands. The heat warmed your palm. The scent calming you down already. A single, dried bloom of a reddish flower swam on the tea.

You sipped careful. Refreshing as hot, a hint of bitterness on your tongue. You eyed the honey. Morningstar followed your glance.

“Go on. Drink. Eat. Get your head straight. And then we talk, Lupine.”

His normally serene tone of voice was cheerful. Something lifted from your heart. Facing him, you could not hide a smile. You reached for a spoon and spiced your tea up with a bit of honey. Morningstar nodded pleased and reached out for a bowl to lift the cover. Steaming white rice in a kind of milky mush appeared underneath it.

“You have a special died?”

He nodded and hold one of his hands up. “Gout.”

It was only one word, but it explained everything. Well, nearly.

And he is used to it, you thought to yourself but dared not to speak up. Instead you honoured the breakfast.

The butter melted on the warm bread, what was cutted in thick sliced because it was so fresh. The honey tasted like heaven. Ambrosia.

A second cup, a second slice, thick covered with honey. Morningstar savoured his rice dish in pleased silence. It was fascinating to watch him eat the rice with chopsticks. He seemed to be used to it.

So was his accent, sounding exotic on your ear, perhaps an asian? You had thought european, maybe eastern. But you were no expert in it. You knew nothing of him.

Eventually the bowl of rice was finished, and you full of bread.

“That was absolut delicious!”, you said, what made him grin.

“I'm glad. You can order different meals also. The kitchen is ordered to fulfill all your wishes.”

You rose your eyebrows. “That sound like I'm staying longer?”

“You will.” Morningstar's voice still cheerful it laid an dark tone under it. “I have plans for you.”

You eyed him suspicious. “What plans? Did you not just planned dinner?”

“And yet you stayed for breakfast.”, he jested grimly.

“I had no other chance, did I?”

“No. You did not.” He paused and avoided your eyes, as he searched for the right words.

“There was something happening. At our first meeting.”, he spoke hesitating. “I - let me be honest, Lupine.”

Morningstar looked on the table, clearly pulling himself together.

“I enjoyed our chats the moment it started.”, he began. “To meet someone, even online, with the same special interests, someone who knew what I am speaking about. And the Cafe? It was years that I spoke of my father, of his garden. But with you I felt save enough to do so. And then - - we just chatted. Greeting us good morning. Good night. I could not bare it. I wanted this. Always. Every day. To greet you good morning. To have you around me.”

He stopped suddenly, straighten his back and catched your eyes. “I'm not good in this. To pour my heart out. But I can speak my mind with you. I feel that.”

It was silent for a moment, as you starred at him. Your face burning.

Before the silence between you both became uncomfortable, you spoke up.

“I dreamed of your garden, even that I had not seen it. I knew your flowers - at least part of it. The one you brought before me. The seetlings. And then I saw you this morning between your plants. It was a dreamy scene for sure. It was like I had imagined.”

Morningstar bend suddenly over the table. “So you did understand!?”

“ I understand there could be a place here. I - I don't know - yet! - if there a a place at your side.” Your mind dizzy from his confession you cleared your throat. “Morningstar. I don't know you. Let me.”

He looked at you with wide open eyes, as if you are something incredibly. And you are to him.

Slowly he reached for your hand to take it carefully in his. You dared not to squeeze it.

He managed to use his thumb to care along your palm.

“That is all I hoped for. Thank you, Lupine.”

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dizzycoffee · 3 months

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Hello! I would like to request a romantic Hazbin Hotel matchup, please! (The only character I'd rather not be matched with is Vaggie)

I’m a 19-year-old cis female. I usually romantically prefer women, but I think I might be able to date a guy if I find the right one.

I’m 5’8-9, about 140 lbs. I dress in a dark coquette style mixed with office core (?). I'm not really big on short skirts or shorts. I have a heart-shaped face with a button nose. I also have long, layered black hair with bangs. I usually wear reading glasses just to add to that office aesthetic!

I’ve been told I look pretty intimidating and mean at first glance, but I swear I’m nice! I would consider myself an ambivert; honestly, it just depends on who I’m surrounded by. I don't casually date or do one-night stands at all. For me, it’s all in or not at all. In romantic or even platonic relationships, I like to take on a dominant, motherly role. My love languages are acts of service and quality time. I’m also pretty good at reading emotions and remembering things someone likes or doesn’t like. Though I can admit a toxic trait of mine is sometimes making a decision for both me and my s/o without consulting them first. Not big decisions, I know better than that; it’s usually spur-of-the-moment things, which is something I’m trying to work on. I’m also a very protective, jealous person. When jealous, I kinda just stop talking and shut down. When close with someone, I love to try and get reactions out of them, just teasing, flirting, getting them all flustered, but as I said, I’m good at reading emotions, I can tell when someone isn’t comfortable with what I’m doing, and at that moment, I’ll apologize.

Likes: My cat, learning, vintage stuff/antiques, animals, nature, music [I can listen to anything, from Mindless Self Indulgence to Oingo Boingo to Skillet to Frank Sinatra, to.. you get the point.], movie nights, spending time with my s/o, cooking for my s/o

Dislikes: “Hive-minds,” being ignored, being in the public/surrounded by people for too long, people who complain but do nothing about it, people who are easily manipulated, untidiness

My type: Ngl I haven’t really done much dating so this is sort of tough.. I guess someone who’s romantic and just as clingy as I am? It also helps when they’re straightforward and let me know when I’ve done something to upset them. Communication is necessary for me. I like someone who’s a bit more extroverted and makes plans. I can be a bit of a shut-in, so I need that push sometimes.

I’m not really sure what else to add, so I guess that’s it! Looking forward to finding out who I got^^

hii !! hope you’re having a good day <3

You’ve been paired with …

Charlie Morningstar !

If you're looking for someone who's as equally romantic and clingy as you, it'd be none other than the princess of hell!

When you two first met, she didn't show any signs of hesitance or fear in regards to your pretty intimidating vibes - which was refreshing for a change!

Most of your likes are pretty well aligned, so you guys hit it off pretty well

Charlie is also an extrovert, so if you ever require a push, she's ready to be by your side!!

I feel like Charlie's the type to plan spontaneous dates whenever you and her have free time

She's also pretty easy-going when it comes to planning, so if there's anything you don't want to do, she can def make few alterations for your comfort

Considering how she usually takes the lead, the only way you two "clash" would be over making decisions. While you two have good communication, you two have a bad habit of making plans / decisions without confirming with the other

This has led to you two having to decided where to go / what to do which often gets resolved pretty quickly. If the decisions you both made are a little more serious than usual, maybe there could be a light argument.

HEAVY on the maybe, because the only "arguments" y'all ever have is who loves who more

Omg and the office aesthetic?? I feel like you both just compliment each other so nicely <3

#hazbin hotel charlie #charlie morningstar #charlie x reader #hazbin hotel matchup

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hazbinbossbrainrot · 11 months

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Queen Bee-lzebub

VOs:

Ke$ha (speaking)

Rochelle Diamanté (singing)

Fave quote:

“What's that supposed to mean, you got a problem or somethin', Sour Cream? Don't fuck with me!"

— Beezlebub to Loona when she transforms

Basics:

Rings:

• Gluttony 🍔🍺

AU:

• Lust (via Asmodeus) 💋💕

Species: Demon (fox/bee)

AU:

Goetia (via Asmodeus)

Type of relationship: Open (implied)

Sexuality: Pansexual (theorised)

Nationality: American 🇺🇸

Sex: Female

Occupations:

* Queen of Sin (Gluttony)

* Hostess of her parties

AU:

* Princess of Lust (😜)

Likes:

• People having a good time at her parties

• Loona’s eccentricity and bluntness

• Feeding people food/drinks

• Spending time with Vortex

• Sweet / junk food

• “Being a jackass”

• Honesty

• Drinking

• Partying

• Singing

Dislikes:

• Belphegor not letting Bee use her “party drugs”

• People who insult her

• Vortex being upset

• Bad vibes

AU:

Verosika Mayday & her bad vibes

Flaws:

• ADHD (implied)

* Specifically chatty to the point of oversharing information with Loona 😂

• Temperamental >>> especially when insulted

Strengths:

• Acknowledges when she’s gone too far (or thinks she has) in regards of fighting or even something as simple as using “too much confetti” 😆

• Prideful >>> can acknowledge and be proud that she’s beautiful without being “vain” or “slutty” about it

• Confrontation >>> has the assertiveness to tell someone (Loona) when to pull their head in

• Family oriented (implied)

• Compassionate

• Gracious winner

Kinks:

• Aphrodisiac

* I mean… come on… how can Bee NOT be the Queen of Gluttony and it NOT be food or drink related 😆)

• Feeder

* Normally I don’t put this here, but again, it’s Gluttony what’d you think would happen (🤣)

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Romantic interests:

• Vortex (boyfriend)

AU / RP:

• T.J. of the Ars Goetia (exclusively)

• Loona Buckzo (exclusively)

• T.J. & Vortex (determinant)

• Nimona of the Ars Goetia

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Family:

(imminent) Husband: Vortex

AU:

Father: King Asmodeus

(adoptive) Daughter: Sugarcane Mayday (OC)

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Friends:

• Satan (brother figure)

• Belphegor

Other:

• Buckzo family (acquainted)

* Loona

* Blitz

AU:

• T.J. of the Ars Goetia (determinant)

• Octavia of the Ars Goetia

• Charlie Morningstar

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Nicknames:

• Beezle (by Moxxie in the song “House of Asmodeus”)

• Queen Bee / The Queen Bee of Gluttony (title)

• H.P.I.C (by herself in “Monster’s Ball)

• Queen Bee-Izebub (end credits)

• Bee (by Vortex)

Other:

• Bee-Bee (by T.J. >>> RP)

* Honeybee/ Honeycomb

* Mother of the Hive

* Magma/Mags

* Apple Pie

* Beezy

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Abilities:

• Demonic Transformation

• Object Materialisation

• Prehensile hair & tail

• Honey manipulation

• Food enlargement

• Size manipulation

• Empathetic Taste

• Performing arts

• Flight

Skillset:

• Musical talent

youtube

• Night vision

(Cuz y’know she’s part fox 😂)

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Appearance & personality

Beelzebub is a tall, fox-like demon with bee-like features, such as multiple arms, a pair of antennae attached to her ears, and a small pair of insect wings. She has yellow and pink striped fur like a bee, and black markings on her arms and legs.

Her hair and tail seem to be made of either honey or lava lamp fluid and glow bright pink, blue, and orange, with her stomach also being a lava lamp. She has a pink stripe on her head that opens up into a third eye when she becomes angry.

Her outfit consists of a pink sleeveless crop top with a heart-shaped cutout, white markings underneath turning into a paw with claws, and a white pair of short shorts.

How would you describe Bee’s personality?

(Pretty much a copycat of Verosika Mayday — to an extent — in regards of appearance and hostility 🤣)

• Concerned - doesn’t like her guests getting drunk for the wrong reasons

* ie: Blitz drinking his emotions away in regards of the event earlier that night at Ozzie’s (Part 1)

• Seductive >>> Bee can have a sensual aura without putting herself down as a “slut” (she owns her beauty) or hurting her & Vortex’s relationship

• Respectful (especially after she lost a game)

• Highly extroverted

• Feisty (selective)

• Self-confident

• Competitive

• Energetic

• Maternal

Other:

• Faux meanness

* Even though Bee can be perceived as a “Valley Girl”, — like a Regina George from Mean Girls — and yet she’s compassionate and likes to make sure her partygoers are having a good time

• Childlike

* Seen when describing when Belphegor wouldn’t allow Beezlebub to use her party drugs and how “so fuckin lame” it was

#I’m not simping for bee ISTG 😅#foxes are my spiritual animal 🥰#constantly updated #rochelle diamante #helluva boss #beezlebub #bee #ke$ha #Spotify

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avis-morningstar · 3 months

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INTRO POST

So for anyone who does not know, Hi I'm Avis! I just changed my name from Jay! I use He/They pronouns.

So I'm the (adopted) child of @morningbloodystar (hi dad), the devil and @chloe-decker-lapd is my momma, @theangel-aziraphale murdered me and brought me back to life, a long story involving miracles.

I can make glitter out of nothing. No rules here except glitter is amazing so make it shine!

My family: Creators = A Aziraphale and a Crowley.

My dad :@morningbloodystar (is dad ever okay)

My momma- @chloe-decker-lapd (best momma)

My uncles : death - @rider-on-a-white-horse , Gabriel(and his spouse, Beez)- @g00brielandbeez , Luci- @the-almighty-lucifer

My Aunts: Maze.

My siblings:

Eric - @ask-eric-the-disposable-demon (he protec, he attac but most importantly he always comes back)

Eddie - @e-w-w-morningstar (the sibling most likely to go to jail)

Abby - @janeway-lover and he partner @urielwiththegoodhair

Me (whatever the fuck i am)

Violet - @violet-yimlat (the sibling most likely to get away with their crimes)

Echo - @echo-morningstar (chaos younger siblings).

Trixie @three-surnames (a amazing sibling).

Tiny- @tiny-anon (the smallest).

Toast- @iceeericeee (the experimentesy).

Alistair- @fallen-starmaker (I think tell me if i got this wrong).

Adam Young- (was the antichrist)

Angel- @angel-and-the-serpent (hiiiiii!)

Hive @hivemindofevilbats

(My actual blog is over at @helphowdoiusethis)

#avis morningstar

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violet-yimlat · 7 months

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A bit about me! I meant to do this for a while but Procrastination!

Hi I’m Violent I mean Violent I mean Violent I mean Violet I mean Violent I mean Violet Morningstar (but more on that later). I’m 16 and my birthday is in October. I have ADHD and Autism. I’m Asexual. My Myers-Briggs type is INTP and my Eneagram is four. I’m a Libra, but that means literally nothing.

I’m female, I use She and It pronouns, and I identify as a demon. I use the demonkin and fallen angelkin labels.

And now it’s later. I have quite an odd family life because, like several others here on Tumblr I have been adopted by @morningbloodystar because that just seems to be what he does.

So that’s my dad. Which makes @chloe-decker-lapd my sort of mom.

My irl mom is also on Tumblr. I won’t @ her, but in the event of an actual emergency, she’s cakeomatic.

My siblings, the best and only internet siblings (and exclusively online friends) I’ve ever had in order of age are;

@ask-eric-the-disposable-demon Eric Morningstar. I’m pretty sure that he’s closest in age to our dad (like, how big are the age gaps between angels anyway?) but whatever, he’s our brother. He can turn into a rabbit and multiply like them too (when did you guys get the “multiplying like rabbits” joke in Zootropolis?)

@e-w-w-morningstar Eddie W.W Morningstar, who is sometimes a termite and crawled out of the ground in the 18 something-somethings. He has several children including @jessica-woodson-morningstar , my favourite niece.

@janeway-lover Abby Morningstar. She’s “the sensible one”, and apparently she’s cool with that. Big sister energy. One of these days, she’s going to end up saving all of our asses. @urielwiththegoodhair’s partner. SIMPS.

@helphowdoiusethis Jay Morningstar. God of glitter, Quing of ducklings (almost wrote dicklings lol) and somehow an ancient entity of stardust with a traumatic backstory while also being about a year older than me.

Me. I accidentally turned into a demon. And now a cursed book called “Evil Wizardry for Beginners” won’t leave me alone. My familiar is @barrythebabyturnip.

@echosghoast Echo Morningstar. Chaos sibling supreme. The younger sibling I never had, and much less annoying than the one I actually do. Can’t wait to commit a crime with you lol.

@hivemindofevilbats Hive. Literally vampire bats.

@adam-n-dog Adam Young. Nearly caused the apocalypse that one time. Great at naming dogs. He has a dog named Dog. Good boy! Good hellhound!

Last but certainly not least, @three-surnames Trixie Espinosa Decker Morningstar. Awesome little sister? Yes. In complete denial about the nature of reality? Also yes.

Also more siblings?

@angel-and-the-serpent @fallen-starmaker @vans-ghost

Then there are my other relatives.

@the-almighty-lucifer Dad from another reality who’s decided that he’s our uncle.

@one-coming-is-enough The aforementioned Uncle J.

@god-in-the-basement said she’d be our weird aunt but I guess she’s our great aunt?

@g00brielandbeez my uncle and how do we feel about Titi? In Spanish tia and tio are aunt and uncle so that’s the combination and it works.

I’m going to list some fandoms I’m in now;

Good Omens

Discworld

Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel

Lucifer

Heaven’s Design Team

Certain literature like Paradise Lost, Dante’s Inferno and Lucifer (as in the 17th century Dutch play)

Obey Me!

Yes, I’m into theology. And mythology. I’m an atheistic Satanist btw.

I like reading, listening to music and drawing, but I haven’t felt very inspired lately. I also like identity theft cosplay.

Well, those are the facts about me, and if none of them make you hate me, then maybe we should hang out sometime!

Always up for shenanigans.

#violet yimlat #violet morningstar #about me #i love being harrassed with weird asks btw #e.w.w. morningstar #eric Morningstar #jay morningstar #abby morningstar #echo morningstar

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brandstifter-sys · 2 years

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Roleslaying with Remus

Ch 2: Blood and Water (Ao3)

Word Count: 1629

Rating: T

Characters: Remus, Rswr Roman, Rswr Ryker, Rswr Patty

Warnings: family angst, violence mention, gore mention, sex mention, Remus is still a little shit

Remus is still in Reston, making friends and making Ryker suspicious.

"Ooh and then what happened?" Roman asked eagerly and held his pillow to his chest. Remus was happily seated on the window bench, regaling his adventures to Roman of Reston with dramatic flourish.

"All of her hatchlings swarmed me! I was cornered, trapped by all these giant murder hornets! There was nowhere to run, no way out!" Remus recanted, gesturing wildly as if he were back in that papery cave. Roman's eyes were wide and he was leaning towards his guest with rapt attention.

"There was only one thing I could do—I pulled out my sword and I clutched my morningstar tightly and screamed, 'Die like your mother did!' before I went ballistic!" Remus continued and jumped to his feet, "I fought back hornet after hornet, slicing and squashing my way forward, avoiding giant stingers and acid vomit. I narrowly missed getting my legs torn off and my face burned beyond repair!"

"And you escaped unharmed?!" Roman gasped.

"I did! And I eradicated the entire hive!" Remus boasted and put his hands on his hips, "Like I was sent to do!" He was proud of himself for that feat—no one else was going to risk life and limb and the Swamp of Terrors to squash some bugs messing up the entire Imagination—mainly because Princey thought he was the one who made them. He didn't, that was just Thomas having a really bad day.

"You're a hero!" Roman gasped, "You saved countless villagers single handedly! And you're out here making a map instead of celebrating your victories!?"

"Of course! There's no time to celebrate when there's more to do! And this is a great break for me! The prince doesn't really want to celebrate my success anyway, so why fight it?"

"Because you saved him and his people! He should be celebrating!" Roman huffed and hugged his pillow tighter. Remus could appreciate the sentiment, and the sense of justice was refreshing when he was on the other side of the equation. Unfortunately, this guy didn't have a clue.

"You want to be a celebrated hero, don't you?" Remus asked and sat down again. Roman nodded sheepishly.

"Yeah. I really want to go on adventures like my dad did, get out of Reston and see the world, more than that, but being a hero on top sounds nice."

"It's just as much fun being on the bottom, especially if you're brave!" Remus jeered. He should have guessed that Roman's dear old dad didn't give him the old birds and the bees talk. That absolutely confounded expression on Roman's face was enough of a hint.

"What do you mean?" Roman asked. Remus shook his head and giggled.

"I'll tell you when you're older!" he teased. His new friend scowled at him.

"I'm so sick of hearing that," Roman huffed. Remus could understand why, this guy was not a little kid.

He got up and grabbed his tablet out of his bag. He was not about to say anything when he was pretty sure Ryker and Patty were listening in, so he switched from his cartographer app to a simple drawing app and wrote something down.

Roman watched him, curious to see what he was doing with the tablet. He was surprised when Remus held up the seemingly stone tablet and saw it was glowing with words written across it elegantly:

"I'll tell you when you're not under Daddy's watchful eye"

Roman had enough sense to keep his mouth shut, but that didn't stop him from grinning impishly.

"I decided I want you to show me around here, I want to get this map right!" Remus said and put his tablet away. The smile that erupted onto Roman's face was priceless.

"That would be awesome! I can introduce you to the entire town, from Burgundy Red to Tenpenny Samuel to Fast Timmy—Ooh! And I can show you the outskirts in the forest where you can meet Youngblood!" Roman gushed. He was bouncing with excitement and so eager, it was endearing.

Remus knew that this guy was not his twin brother, not a self-insert, at least not any more. Still, he liked having a Roman who wanted to spend time with him. He liked having a Roman who thought he was brave and heroic, who was interested in his wry sense of humor. It was nice to have someone like that at all!

"Hell yeah! But first we need to get some rest. We have so much to do tomorrow!" Remus cheered and got comfy on the window seat. Roman pouted and scooted over.

"That can't be comfortable," he said and pulled his covers down low enough to show he was only in a tank top and boxers, "You should sleep here and I can sleep there, unless you don't mind sharing. I know I can keep it clean."

Remus could still pretend that Roman was Princey, and it was cold. He got up and curled up next to Roman with a bright grin.

"I might get cuddly, but I pinky promise I won't get weird," Remus giggled and held up his pinky. Roman linked his finger around Remus' and chuckled.

"I have no problem with that, it's nice to have human contact," Roman said softly and pulled the covers over the both of them, "Sweet dreams!"

In the morning, Remus woke up on his side staring at the wall, completely covered by the blanket. Roman was on his back, sprawled out and snoring without a care in the world. It was the best night's sleep Remus had in years.

With a yawn he got up and headed downstairs. The outhouse was calling his name!

But when he got downstairs he noticed Ryker and Patty were at the table, drinking some kind of hot beverages and talking. About him.

"You weren't always so suspicious, you know. Cautious, of course, but I think you might be thinking too hard about this one."

"He's dangerous, Patty. I know he's hiding something, I can see it in his eyes. He's too strong, unpredictable. I don't believe that the princes sent him. He didn't specify which one either."

"That's because only one prince rules over this half of the kingdom, the Duke of Reverisle" Remus said and moseyed into the room without a care in the world. Ryker and Patty went rigid.

"The other prince, the Duke of Sublimia has ravens and dragons to survey his side," Remus added, not bothering to add that one of them went solely by Duke instead. He was not going to out himself as the Duke, not if he could help it.

"I—uh—"

"Don't sweat it, Cupcake, you're right, I am strong and unpredictable, I could be dangerous. But you're not in danger, ask your son, I'm a civil servant, and I don't mind servicing a DILF and his community!" Remus jeered with a wink and licked his lips, just to be a little shit.

Ryker averted his eyes and cleared his throat.

“So, you plan on surveying the area.”

“Yeah, and I need a guide to make sure I get it right. Mind if I borrow Roman for the day? He seems to know the ins and outs of this place and he’s got time,” Remus shrugged.

“That’s a wonderful idea!” Patty said brightly before Ryker could deliver a scathing rejection that he wouldn’t mean, “You can set off after breakfast. I’m baking croissants!”

“Now you have my attention!” Remus laughed, “But first, nature calls!” He skipped out of the room and then outside, leaving Ryker to glare at Patty.

“He’s hiding something. He’s dangerous. And you would willingly let him spend an entire day with Roman?”

“Roman isn’t a little boy anymore,” Patty sighed and got up, “You know that. This is a chance for him to experience the outside world while you keep him close. He’s ready to go on his own adventure, let him have this.”

Ryker shook his head and sighed as she pulled a tray from the oven. Neither one noticed the young man on the stairs, listening in.

“I know. He’s ready, and the meditations with that bard aren’t enough to sate him. I’m the one who’s not ready. He’s my son, the only family I have left—other than you. I can’t handle more loss, not yet.”

“Ryker, you won’t lose him. Roman loves you, he loves this village, when he finally gets to go, he’ll find his way back, just like we did.”

Roman crept back up the stairs, unsure if he was meant to hear that conversation. He also realized he didn’t get dressed. He was just curious where Remus went. He could figure that out after he was decent.

Remus was on his way back when he got a text. Yes he could get texts in the Imagination, no he didn’t want to explain. It was from the pissboy himself, asking him to get Winary away from his petunias. He could suffer a three-headed hellhound rolling around in his flower beds! It was never anything but requests and demands from the prince, and it put a damper on Remus’ mood. Until he got another text from Virgil. It was a promo poster for Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey with the caption, “wtf did u do” That got him to laugh before he stowed his phone and went back inside.

“Good morning!” Roman cheered and rushed down the stairs the second Remus closed the door behind him. He could get used to the hype coming from this one.

“Morning!” Remus grinned, “Ready to explode from croissant stuffing and then show me around?” Roman was bouncing on his heels and ready to explode without croissants. Patty chuckled at his enthusiasm. Ryker kept his mouth shut and glared at the table. This was fine.

#roleslaying with roman #rswr roman #rswr ryker #rswr aunt patty #rswr patty #sanders sides #remus sanders #sex mention tw #violence mention tw #gore mention tw #crossover fic #sandyscribed #roleslaying with remus

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helphowdoiusethis · 6 months

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Jay Morningstar

Type of being: stardust

Creators: An Aziraphale and Crowley

Family:

Technical Grandmother : The God Almighty

Dad: Lucifer Morningstar Mom: Chloe decker

Uncles: Death, Luci, Gabriel

Best demon(uncle gabe's spouse): Beelzebub

Aunts: Maze

Siblings:

Eric, Eddie, Abby, Violet, Angel,Echo, Adam, Alistair, Hive, Nevra, Genius, Trixie

The chicken children:

49 ish of them- they live with the metatron.

At the beginning of it all, well before the beginning more rather a version of Aziraphale and a version of Crowley created the star factory in which earth would sit- little did they know the leftover stardust at that point had slight consciousness attempting to cry out for the pair of angels as they left.

As time pushed forward and ages passed, the stardust soon formed a figure that one day fell to earth 5 years before the being 'Jay' emerged.

The being 'Jay' emerged looking at the age of 5, however they met Mother they love Mother and Mother loved them, right?

Mother hurts..Mother hates…Mother leaves scars…Jay doesn't like any name that hints they have a Mother.

11 ish years later, they have a family- they of course they've been on Deaths scheduled more than a fair amount and enough to scare Abby, their dad and the detective and Luci all enough.

They met their inevitable end at the hands of Aziraphale well at least for a few seconds but as they were brought back making them quickly a god- the one of glitter.

Death seemed to follow their path as they met Vox and after a near death experience and touching guilt-laced fire that left them with scars that laced their fingers running up their hands, running up their arms and gripping their neck like a hand. They cover up their arms and neck nowadays but they can't hide their hands, they can't hide these scars…

They're trying to keep everyone safe, they're trying to keep their family safe.

But they won't tell Eddie, Eddie called them birdie and said they both could get in trouble… Jay won't tell on Eddie they don't tell on Eddie.

#jay morningstar #jay morningstar lore #morningstar family #Morningstar family lore

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