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Hymn to the Queen of the Stars
The Hymn to the Queen of the Stars is a liturgical poem written in 5813 EA by forerunner of the Imperial Cult, High Priestess Ishkhar-ramat. Originally, it was written in Zīzlishani, but has since been translated into countless other languages. It is one of the earliest surviving documents proclaiming the divinity of Empress Elishewa rikhut Bit-Kinakhn, and was compiled within the cult's holy text, the Book of Quiet Mercy.
As of 6021 EA, the original text, along with the 26 other poems written by the High Priestess, resides within her tomb beneath the Temple of Martyrs, Esha.
Description
The poem is etched on a single titanium plate, 6.25 ubanu (13 centimeters) wide, 6.73 ubanu (14 centimeters) high, 0.19 ubanu (0.4 centimeters) thick, but has been alchemically preserved. Three holes, 0.24 ubanu (0.5 centimeter) in diameter, are been drilled along the left margin of the tablet at equal distance, 0.36 ubanu (0.75 centimeters) away from the edge.
The Text
It is comprised of 12 lines, 4 stanzas and a 2-line colophony.
The first stanza (1-3) introduces the subject of the hymn, Empress Elishewa, by her common title "Queen of the Stars," describing the figure, her mythologised ancestry, along with her titles.
The second stanza (4-5) continues to extol her virtues and her place above the previous pantheon of gods, the Sleeping Gods, who are relegated to servants of her will according to the Imperial Cult.
The third stanza (6-8) expands on this, describing her place within the Imperial Cult as well as dictating several regional names attributed to her, each a representation of her divine aspects.
The final stanza (9-10) ends the poem with an invocation of peace and wellness.
Zizlishani Transliteration
i (1) šarrat-kakkabī azammar anāku azammar mārat bīt-maḫrîlī u awīlūtī kāšid bīt-ekleti bēlet erṣetī ša atti ina bīrīni ittalakki
ii (4) atti elī kala ṣalīl-ilānū dannat šarratu ḫībti kitta nēmeqa hasīsa eršēt
iii (6) ilatni ummani mušēzibatni šamašni tašīlīni nīnu kattu šumātu ana dārū u dārū nitallal ūripaēssa zāmira aḇala aya neḫṭet
vi (9) šarrat kakkabī dāriat bēlet išḫar dāriš ūmī qīšīniāšim šalama u napišta
colophony tuppi išḫar-rāmat mārat kakki riḫût awīlūtī enat išḫar
English Translation
i (1) I sing to the queen of the stars, I sing! Daughter of the House of the First Gods, Conqueror of the House of Darkness, Lady of [all] the Earths, who walked among us.
ii (4) You are mightier than the sleeping-gods. My beloved queen, you are wise in justice, knowledge, and understanding.
iii (6) Our Goddess, our mother, our saviour, our sun, our glory. For generations and generations we will exult your names: Euryphaessa, Zamira, Avala, Aya, Nekhtet.
vi (9) Immortal Queen of the Stars, Lady Ishkhar. For all days grant us peace and good health.
colophony Tablet of Ishkhar-ramat, daughter of Kakki. Descendant of [all] Humanity, Priestess of the Queen of the Stars.
References
Abdusch, Tzvi. “Essays on Babylonian and Biblical Literature and Religion.” Harvard Semitic Studies, vol. 65, no. 1. 2020.
Chiera, Edward. List of Personal Names from the Temple School of Nippur. The University Museum. 9116.
Cousin, Laura; Watai, Yoko. “Onomastics of Women in Babylonia in the First Millennium BC.” Orient, vol. 51, no. 1, 2016, 3-27.
Gelb, Ignace J., et al. The Assyrian Dictionary of the Oriental Institute of the University of Chicago. The Oriental Institute of the University of Chicago. 2010.
Huehnergard, John. A Grammar of Akkadian. 3rd edition. Winona Lake, Ind., 2011.
Lauffenburger, Oliver. Hittite Grammar. CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform. 2014.
Sahala, Aleksi. Akkadian verb list. University of Helsinki. 5772.
Slightly Alive Translations. “‘Hymn to Ishtar’ (RA 22, 170-171).” Tumblr, <mostlydeadlanguages.tumblr.com/post/139566565563/hymn-to-ishtar-ra-22-170-171>. 2016.
Wikipedia contributors. “Dialogue between a Man and His God.” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. 2021.
Further Reading
Hennessey, Michael; Van Boekel, Advena. Queen of the Stars: The Imperial Blood Cult. Discord. 2021.
Van Boekel, Advena. Divine Intervention or: What Comes After Immortality. [REDACTED]
Author's Notes
Elishewa is the Zizlishani transcription of Babette's Hebrew name, Elisheva, which she used in various official forms for personal reasons. The name falls out of use post-Dark Age in lieu of her title, Queen of the Stars. She strongly disapproves of her deification, has repeatedly refuted her supposed divinity, but the religion(s) persist.
Zizlishani is the common language of the Empire since before its founding, and trade language of the wider galactic community post-Dark Age. It originated as a creole of Akkadian, Mycenaean, Hittite, Egyptian, and various Canaanite languages. For simplicity, I just use Akkadian to represent the language instead of creating a conlang.
I have reasonable authority that line 7 is a bit wack, but not why it's wack. So I'm leaving it until someone can correct me on my Akkadian.
The names attributed to Babette each have their own origins and meaning reflecting here worshipers understanding of her.
"išḫar" Hittite origin, meaning "blood." Not referencing her war aspect but rather the spilt blood of the trillions who died during and those who sacrificed their lives in order to end the Dark Age.
"aya" is the name of the wife of the Babylonian sun god, serving as a point of synchronization between Empress Elišēwa and the wider Mesopotamian mythology.
"neḫṭet" Egyptian for "Victory" (?), referencing her place as a war goddess within the pantheon. Also due to her being the representation of victory against the Ancient Enemy who came from the House of Darkness, the Abyss.
"ūripaēssa" my attempt at an Akkadian transcription of the Greek "Euryphaessa." Not linking Babette to Theia, rather the use of this name focuses on its meaning, "Wide-Shining," to reflect Babette's melammu (aura) which is often described as Big™ and Bright™.
"aḇala" Aramaic for "to grieve," used in conjunction with "išḫar" to reference Babette's widely known grief at those who died in her name and those who sacrificed their lives for a brighter future.
"zāmira" unsourced Akkadian. "To Sing" (zamāru) in singular participle genitive. I have no idea what gender, but it doesn't matter. Canonically, Babette's worshipers have a fluid understanding of her gender as she becomes more of an icon than a person. The name references her music which has been a major aspect of her character.
Had great help from a good bloke by the name of Michael Hennessy in writing this. He was basically my guy looking at the abominable sentences I hobbled together and told me "no," while giving me good resources (and direct help) to polish this off.
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Happy Birthday @themildestofwriters
Babette Melwyn: I am a burden on my own heart
Happy birthday Advena!  I know that we’ve known each other for years now, but I’m still always so glad to have you in my life!  You’re an amazing friend and an exceptional writer, and I hope that you have a wonderful day and year!
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“it’s not your job to protect me.” + Henrietta & Babette?
Tw: course language, mentions of sexual harassment, blood.
"Scary Dog"
Henrietta hissed as her sister dabbed an alcohol wipe against her wounds. They had stopped bleeding by now. Nothing too serious—just a few cuts, a split lip and eyebrow, some scraped knuckles, and a few bruises.
“Oh, stop being a baby,” Babette tisked, finishing her work with a few final dabs.
With a roll of her eyes, Henrietta glanced down at the quickly colouring bruise on her arm. G-d, how am I going to explain all this? “Just hurry up,” she said. “The cement’s cold.”
“We wouldn’t be sitting out here if you hadn’t gotten in a fight,” Babette replied, only the least bit bitter. “Wouldn’t be patching you up if we didn’t get into a fight, either.”
Henrietta sniffed dismissively. “Yeah, yeah.”
Babette briefly looked around to make sure nobody was around. It was night, quarter moon. A few people milled about, in the store behind them, pulling into the McDonald’s nearby, passing through the Bottle-O on the other side of the street by the pub. But they weren’t paying attention, too engrossed in their business.
Without a second thought, she catapulted the dirty wipe into a nearby bin with a smidgen of magic and packed up the rest. Pulling out a band-aid from a pack kept in her satchel, she appraised the package. “And you get… a unicorn!”
Henrietta snorted. “Nice.”
A moment later and she was all patched up. Well, kind of. Couldn’t exactly put a band-aid on her busted-up lip, couldn’t do much about the bruises, but the cut on her brow was nice and bandaged. So, all was good. She stood up and dusted off her skirt and stretched. “Let’s get something to drink and we’ll head home.”
“You really gonna continue drinking?”
“Nah, fuck that. I ain’t walking to the Bottle-O,” she replied. “Anyway, I got a ten percent off at Maccas. I want a frappé.”
“How long’s it been since dinner?”
Henrietta pulled out her phone and checked the time. 9.35 p.m. After some brief mental calculations, she shrugged. “About an hour. Long enough.”
“Fine, but you’re getting me one, too.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Within the minute, they were through the swinging glass doors of the McDonalds and Henrietta had ordered the drinks—a chocolate and a salted caramel frappé—and the pair took a seat, waiting for their order. They were quiet. Tired. It wasn’t that late, but they were feeling the drag of the day, the wear of the earlier events.
Henrietta huffed, drumming her fingers against the table. She looked at her sister and frowned. “You all right?”
“I’m fine,” Babette said, looking down at the table, expression unreadable behind those large, tinted glasses.
Liar. Even with the 6,000 years she had to practice, Babette couldn’t hide anything from her sister. “You sure?”
“I am. I’ve dealt with worse, and I would’ve dealt with that, too.”
Henrietta scowled. “I’m not going to let some fuckhead grope my sister.”
“It’s not your job to protect me.”
Then why didn’t you do anything! The bitter, angry, and terrified words were on the tip of her tongue, but she forced them down. It was unfair. Horribly unfair. Hypocritical. It didn’t matter if the acute stress response wanted to be a bitch. “Fuck off. You’re my sibling, it’s my G-d given right to beat up pieces of shit harassing you. Plus, I’ve wanted to kick that guy’s ass for a while…”
Babette chuckled. “Still, a great way to end a celebration.”
“Order 166?” a server called, and the two perked up.
Rising with a smile, Henrietta went up to the counter to collect the drinks, her sister following closely behind. “Well, what better way to celebrate my new job than beating up a creep?”
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A lesser writer would have Babette be the overbearing protector who wishes to stop the people she cares about from getting hurt. And yes, she is like that. But imagine. Imagine. Human girl protecting their Old One of a sibling.
Also, about the hour thing. They're Jewish. Basically, it's not kosher to mix milk and meat, so if you eat meat you have to wait some time before you can have milk. Babette and Henrietta's father's side are Dutch Jews and I have been told that they wait for an hour compared to everyone else. If this is wrong, don't be afraid to correct me bcs I like to be accurate. And they're going to Maccas because, while they follow it, they're still a bit lax.
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Oh man I can't choose just one so — Babette, Josie, and Henrietta for fathers/father figures?
Okay, okay. I’m very excited to talk about Babette and Henrietta’s fathers. Mostly because I feel like I focus too much on their mum’s side of the family. Anyway.
Babette and Hernietta have two dads. Their bio-dad and their step-dad. Their mum and their bio-dad amicably divorced a few years after Henrietta was born, and their mum remarried a decade later.
Aharon Abrams
Aharon is Babette and Henrietta’s bio-dad. A cultural Jew, raised religiously yet moved away from that post-High School. A generally carefree dude who is the one to blame for his kids’ interest in computers, science, and—in particular—video games. He also let his kids watch age-inappropriate films and shows, but they only have fond memories of that, and it was an important aspect of their development. In fact, it was this chilled approach to raising his kids that resulted in his kids feeling comfortable enough to come out to him and his side of the family first.
One important aspect of Aharon and his relationship with his children is his Jewishness. As I said, he is a cultural Jew. He attended festivals and participated in holidays but was a rare sight at shul outside of Yahrzeits and the odd pop-up oneg. Then he had kids: Benjamin, Babette, and Henrietta. It didn’t exactly change his stance on things, but he realized that he needed to make a choice about how he was going to raise his kids and how it would affect them.
Long story short, and it was an incredibly long story, he eventually decided that he wanted to raise his kids as he was raised. They would go to shul, attend cheder, learn about their heritage, immerse themselves in Judaism. He would host Seders, teach them about their culture and history, show them the music he listened to when he was young, show them the films he watched. His parents helped with that, when they moved to Adelaide, his grandmother, too. But he wanted to give them the opportunity to make a choice, and he couldn’t exactly do that if he didn’t raise them Jewishly.
Ultimately, without that, Babette and Henrietta wouldn’t be who they were and they are immensely grateful that he gave them this opportunity. Judaism means a lot to them, for Babette especially it kept her sane when she was all alone in a galaxy far, far away.
He’s a good bloke.
Fredrick “Fred” Harris-Caynham
Then there’s their step-father, Fred. They have a good relationship with him. It was iffy at first, not sure how to interact with this strange man suddenly in their lives, but he understood what they were going though and was patient.
He’s a good man. A bit stern, but he obviously loves his children, including his step-children, very much. He’s the one who comforts Babette when she has a minor breakdown after realizing she had a mental bock stopping her from being intimate with Josephine. He’s the one who teaches her (and Henrietta) how to drive. He learned how to make latkes for Chanukkah, and baked cheesecake with them for the Shavuot. I have a lot of emotions about this character, but yeah—he’s a good bloke.
As mentioned above, Babette felt more comfortable coming out about her bisexuality to her bio-dad, and in that comes in one of the criticism.
He loves his family, he just doesn’t “understand” bisexuality and the wider queer identities. And that reflects in his actions and words, and he’s made some uncomfortable jokes and comments. But, after Babette came out, he reeled back—made a conscious effort to stop making those jokes and comments—even if he wasn’t sure how to express this to Babette. But he did improve, and it was such an improvement that Henrietta felt a lot more comfortable when she came out.
Harrison Williams
Finally, Harrison. I’ve spoken about him before. He’s Josephine’s father, a paramedic who tries his best to make time for his family despite his unruly working hours. I had a slight idea that he could’ve been the paramedic who got Babette to the hospital when she returned to Earth, but I’m not sure I’ll got that far.
He’s a good man. All of the dads are. He helped build the relationship that left Josephine comfortable coming out to them when she was 14. He cultivated her interest in sports, her interest in the outdoors. He cultivated her connection to her Aboriginal heritage. He was a shoulder to cry on when she found out she had been cheated on. He’s a bit out of it, I’ll admit—he wasn’t sure how to help Josephine figure out what she wanted to do post-High School, wasn’t sure how to help her with her relationship with Babette—but he tries his best.
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Babette Melwyn in Divine Intervention
Just some random Babette edits! I got bored... First time really doing edits of this sort, so tell me what you think!
FC: Anya Taylor-Joy
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Companion Meme
Fun fact! Babette Melwyn, once upon a time, was a Star Wars OC. In fact, I have some art of her dressed as a Jedi, before she went to the Dark Side. You can even see the influences of this in her current lore!
So, because I've seen this meme go around in SWTOR Groups, how about we go back to one of Babette's Star Wars roots?
Babette Melwyn
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Class: Sorcerer
Weapons: Longsword
Romancable?: Yes.
Selection Quotes:
"What do you want?"
"Let's try not to get into too many fights, this time, hm?"
"Oh, finally. Something to do!"
"A bit of sightseeing's not too much to ask?"
Battle Quotes:
"Oh, just die already."
"You asked for this!"
"I've fought countless battles! Do you think this'll be any different?"
"Amateur!"
Exiting Battle:
"That took longer than necessary."
"You'd think they'd learn."
"What is it about you [the protagonist] that makes everyone want to kill you so much?"
"Ugh..."
"Well, that could've gone better."
KO'd/Low Health:
"[Threatening hissing]."
"Tis but a scratch!"
"I could use some help over here!"
"That *hurt*!"
“I’ve experienced worse!“
Revived:
"I'm alright."
"Ugh... Let's not do this again."
"Nobody saw that, right?"
"Can we take a break...?"
“Tisk.“
Misc. Click Lines:
"Hmm... I think I might be having a sensory overload."
"[Singing a song under breath]. Oh, sorry, what?"
"I'm expecting dinner after this."
"It's nice to just live in the moment."
"After all this time... the universe can still amaze."
"So, what are we doing after this?"
"Think it's better if we talk elsewhere."
"My legs hurt! Can we hurry this along?"
(Dromund Kass specific) "The air here feels so alive!"
(Nar Shaddaa) “It’s so loud! Could we hurry it up?”
(Korriban): “There’s so much sadness here.”
(Tython): “I don’t like it here. Beautiful, sure, but it leaves me uneasy.”
Healing Lines:
"I ain't letting you die!"
"No, not again!"
"If you die I'll haunt you!"
"Get up!"
Crew Skill Lines:
Sent on Mission: "You want me to do what?"
Mission Success: "Might as well!"
Mission Success: "Easy as."
Mission Failure: "I swear they were dead when I got there."
Mission Failure: "I... I'm sorry."
Gifts: Likes; Favourites; Loves
Courting
Cultural Artefact
Imperial Memorabilia
Luxury
Military Gear
Republic Memorabilia
Technology
Trophy
Underworld Good
Weapon
Maintenance
Delicacies
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Kiss 1 for Babette & Josie?
1. Small kisses littered across the other’s face.
Morning was slow in the apartment. Nearly noon and only half the household was awake, but even she had only been up for about ten minutes. A quick stop in the kitchen for a glass of water followed up by a trip to the bathroom for some basic hygiene, Josephine came out looking just as much a mess as she was when she woke up—hair tangled and frizzy, singlet barely hanging onto her shoulders, and eyes only marginally less beady.
As she returned to her bedroom, Babette, her partner and roommate, stirred. She yawned and stretched, limbs bending and moving in ways just shy of unnatural, before collapsing on to the bed with a groan.
“Did I wake you?” asked Josephine, apologetically.
Babette shook her head, squinting as she looked around the room. “What time is it?”
“I dunno. Almost noon?”
She groaned again and closed her eyes, clearly not ready to face the day ahead.
Josephine laughed. “You’re a mess,” she said, taking a seat on her partner’s side of the bed.
Babette offered no defence, simply snorting, amused. With the bags under her golden eyes and her black hair, contrasting clearly against the beige pillows, looked more like a mass of umbral tendrils crowning her head rather than, well, hair. But she was still cute, and Josephine took the opportunity to kiss her on her forehead.
“What was that for?”
“Because you’re cute.”
Babette’s face scrunched up, cheeks flaring copper. “Do it again.”
Not willing to disappoint, she obliged, and one kiss quickly became two, two became four, and soon she was peppering her partner’s face with little kisses. Babette giggled with each kiss, grinning wide, and was quick to wrap her arms around Josephine and pulled her onto the bed to return the favour.
50 Kinds of Kissing - Writing Prompt
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Spoiler: Does Babette ever get a break in life?
SPOILER: Indeed.
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Pet names for Babette and Josephine :)
Okay, okay. I’ve had lots of thoughts on pet names and, I’ll admit, I’m not intimately familiar with how they’re supposed to work or which ones to choose. Nevertheless, I did have this list made with a little bit of explanation as to who uses it and when. 
My Sweet/Sweetie, used mostly by Josephine, the latter more often than the former (unless she’s being purposefully overdramatic).
My Dear/My Dearest, the former is used more by Babette, and the latter is a rare one used by both when they wanna be dramatic.
Darling, more used by Josephine than Babette, and more of a sarcastic pet name, if you get my meaning? It’s rare used, at any rate, but effective.
Honey, another one used primarily by Josephine.
Kitten, for Babette. In part, because Babette is quite cat-like in her behaviour and mannerisms. It’s the “able to sleep anywhere” crossed with unerring agility and the fact that she purrs.
Baby/Babe, used by both. Kinda generic, but still very good.
Ahuvati, for Josephine because Babette’s a dramatic bitch, more comfortable speaking Hebrew, and generally likes being a bit extra. It means “My love/beloved.” (Josephine tried to do the whole “pet-name in another language” thing with Greek, but stopped the second she said it. Didn’t feel natural).
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Babette Melwyn, Ref Sheet
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Babette Felicia Phillips Melwyn  ~ Elisheva bat Aharon
Art by @yliseryn​
Babette Melwyn was no stranger to death. Several lifetimes of war and tragedy left her drowning under tidal waves of blood and broken bodies, yet death never came for her. Then came the revolt. The people she had sworn to protect and guide through the dark times turned against her with weapons in hand and vengeance in their hearts.
When that spear—the spear they forged just for her—pierced her heart, she thought death might have finally claimed her. Instead, she lived, wounded but still breathing. She lived and the galaxy she once ruled perished before her. She lived and she was alone. For years, she wandered the ruins of her empire, watching its once pristine homes and towers crumble to dust. She wandered and wandered until she could wander no more, when torpor took her immortal body.
But that still wasn’t the end.
The next thing she knew she was in a bright, white room, nose burning with the acrid smell of antiseptics. A hospital room. With people. Living, breathing people who spoke a language so familiar yet foreign still. It was too much. It overwhelmed her. The sights, the sounds, the relief, the guilt, the pain—the fear. In her first moments of consciousness, she struggled and fought and cried. And then exhaustion took hold and all she knew was darkness again.
When she next woke, she was still in the hospital room, bound to the bed. The doctors worried and fretted, still speaking that strange tongue. And she was too weak to do anything but wonder if she was hallucinating or if everything was real. Then they came. They, who were as familiar was the language they spoke, who brought with them such a profound feeling of loss that burned her to her very core.
And in that moment, she realized that there was a third possibility.
That, after all this time, the Empress of the Stars was home.
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There are so many little things about this commission I absolutely adore. Firstly, this is the first time I’ve seen her depicted with her cane (which is partly my fault) and she just looks... complete with it. I’ve always thought she’d need a cane for a long time since her return to Earth and it was very pleasing to see her get it.
Then there’s the outfits themselves.
Babette in a large Linkin Park shirt is 100% in character because she’s def Alternative Metal trash, and you’ve depicted that really well here (and the dyed hair was done marvellously)! The Shabbat outfit is really cute, and I love seeing her in more colourful outfits even if I play it safe with “dark and monochrome” (and, as an aside, many people love her in this). And the Royal outfit? Sleek and fancy and you definitely got her more dramatic presentation in spades (and a few people have even mentioned wanting that one, too!)
And then there’s the little details! The colour palette being made up on the little arrow head on her necklace? The dotted scars along some of her dissection scars, showing she was partly sewn back up? The slight bit of fang in the expression chart?  I let you have fun with the outfits and you didn’t disappoint! You’ve exceeded my expectations and I’m very glad to have worked with you.
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Ship Headcanons for Babette & Josie?
Wasn't sure whether you want to ask questions from the list of Ship Headcanons, or if you just wanted a ship headcanon. So, I decided to do both. However, Tumblr apparently has a word limit so I'll only answer the first six questions plus the bonus headcanon.
Bonus Headcanon
Babette and Josephine officially started dating after going on a date in the Botanical Gardens in the city. It was a picnic and a good time to discuss their relationship.
It was kind of a mutual date as both were all but beaten over the heads by their confidents for being so obtuse, and told to go sort out their relationship. Trust me, they needed it, because otherwise things would've just wigged out between them because they both love each other yet couldn't properly express it without prompting.
1. Who makes the first move and how?
Babette, technically. She admits that she kinda actually likes Josephine. It's not exactly a passionate confession as much as an awkward confession of someone who doesn't exactly know what they're feeling but knowing they feel strongly about this person.
2. Who is the most insecure and what makes them feel better?
Honestly, I'd say they're both insecure, but Josephine is probably the most. Babette's insecure because she thinks she's a monster undeserving of love. Josephine's insecure because her last girlfriend didn't actually love her and only really used her for sex, and cheated on her for the whole time they were dating.
3. Who is the most romantic?
Both? I couldn't say. They can both be very romantic, and I couldn't say who's more.
4. Who can’t keep their hands to themselves?
Josephine. Definitely Josephine. Babette might have a bigger libido, but Josephine's the one who usually initiates physically.
5. Who says ‘I love you’ first?
Babette, as said above.
6. Who would they ask if they ever had a threesome?
Usually, they prefer strangers met on hook-up sites or something along those lines--people at clubs or concerts. However, if it had to be someone they already knew, it might be one of Josephine's friends? A lot of them are in some way queer, and she is close enough with a few of them that she might possibly be down to have a threesome with them.
More specifically, I could see the first MF(F) threesome involving Josephine's best friend. They grew up together and are very close, but platonically. So, I think Josephine would trust and feel more comfortable with him being Babette's first time with a dude.
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Niche questions for Babette?
Their Song: That’s kinda difficult, not going to lie. There’s so many songs that might fit that it’d hard to choose. And then there’s the songs that fit real well but have... issues. I’m hesitant to say Viva la Vida by Coldplay because of the obvious Xtian overtones, but yeah. I guess for the original question, “a song that reminds me of them,” it would be Viva la Vida. 
Scent: Faintly of ozone, at all times of day, like the smell before a storm. But she’s also got deodorant and more woody or lavender perfumes.  
OTP: Outside of Josephine? (Can I say Amy? Toni?) I wouldn’t be sure. Not enough information
NOTP: Apollo and Odinn, honestly. I can’t see her with any of the gods, honestly. It’s more a platonic thing with them. A newer god, maybe, but not the old ones.
Favourite Platonic/Familial Relationship: Henrietta. Babette’s sister. It’s very much a “I love you, I’ll give you advise and help you when you’re down, but I’d also kill you with my bare hands if you so much as annoy me,” relationships.
Headcanon: N/A
Crossover AU: Percy Jackson, Buffy, MCU, Harry Potter, and probably Supernatural? I just think her interacting with the characters there and the plot would be interesting to see, ngl. (also, Riverdale)
Favourite Outfit: Short skirted black dress. Lack, perhaps, but whatever it is, it’s light and thin. Comfortable, non-restrictive. And she’ll probably be wearing sandals of some description.
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Babette: I don't think my half-brother-in-law, inventor of the dildo, would be too pleased to hear about this.
Apollo: Every day. Every day you make me regret ever telling you that you're related to Dionysus...
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gremlin rant for Babette please?
Oof, Babette. Now this woman. Oh, G-d, don’t get me started on this woman.
First, there’s her whole relationship with Josephine. It’s a toxic mess that just gets worse the more you think about it and is absolutely terrible representation for the wlw community. Like, Babette’s a 6,000-plus-year-old goddess and her girlfriend, a young mortal without any powers. Can’t anyone see the problem here? Babette’s obviously a pedophile and could force Josephine to do whatever she wanted to do with magic. And just because she could means the threat is always there. It’s sick and twisted and Babette’s an evil monster for wanting to date Josephine.
Like, I don’t care that the relationship has a balanced dynamic, that the relationship started on Josephine’s terms and continues because Josephine wants it to. Josephine holds more experience than Babette both in relevant life and relationship experience? Don’t care. Babette’s disgusting.
Then there’s the fact that Babette’s a polyamorous bisexual dating a lesbian. Like, canonically, Babette has sex with and dates men (and women) co-currently with Josephine, therefore infecting her girlfriends with leftover man residue. Like, I can’t imagine what fresh Hell poor Josephine must live through every day with such an abusive and carless adulterer.
And its even worse than that! We all know bisexually totally doesn’t exist, right? So, like, Babette is 100% just a straight girl who wants to feel special all the while stringing Josephine along as if it’s some kind of sick game. If Babette really loved Josephine, she would’ve stopped inviting men over into her bed like some kind of dick-worshipping whore and stay loyal to her girlfriend alone.
It’s a wonder why Josephine stays with her, but it’s probably because Babette’s got her wrapped around her little finger by guilting and manipulating her with trauma. making herself out to be some innocent victim when we all know the real victim is Josephine herself.
And, like, if that wasn’t enough, she’s a bottom. Seriously. Like, what kind of heteronormative, misogynistic bullshit is that? And, like, of course she’s the femme to Josephine’s butch, which just adds to the whole heteronormativity of this bullshit story (Hurr-durr, guess we don’t have to ask who’s the man in the relationship, am I right?). Like, I know, I know, Josephine doesn’t identify as butch and is actually quite fluid in her presentation, but, like, we know the truth.
And, like, she’s so chock-a-block filled with internalized misogyny (and dick, the whore) that she, of course, of course, gets off to being abused? Like, what the fuck? She just lets herself get physically abused by all the men she oh-so lovingly worships, going so far as to manipulate Josephine into it as well. Like, seriously, Babette’s such a misogynistic character. What kind of woman would ever want to get abused by their partner? BDSM? More like glorified assault. Heck, she even makes porn of it! Like, what kind of self-respecting woman would ever do that?
Oh, oh, but that’s not the worst of it! Like, G-d damn she gets so much worse. Get this. Get this. Babette’s a former tyrannical fucking fascist dictator and it’s never brought up. Like, what the fuck. Not only does she take over a rebellion by force, but she also executed a monarch and forced an entire galactic empire to bend the knee. Then she rules the empire for thousands of years, not once letting her people choose who rules over them, while violently crushing any resistance and doing little to dispel the literal religious worship of her (and no, her not doing anything to support the religions born of her actions doesn’t make things better).
And, like, she doesn’t even get better after being deposed. Like, she returns to Earth and instead of acting like a reasonable fucking person, she decides to pull a complete 180°. She goes from “If you want something done right, conquer a sovereign nation,” to a whole “No-Interference” policy. Like, she has so much power to do so much good for the world, ye she does nothing but sit on her arse and cheat on her girlfriend. Like, what the fuck? People are dying and she does nothing because of that bullshit excuse of “If I help with all my power, I would end up being forced to solving every problem humanity created forever.” Like, really? What kind of excuse is that? People are dying, the world is dying, and you’re just going to let that happen? “I shouldn’t be the one to fix everyone’s problems,” well fuck you, too!
And this brings us neatly to another one of her many, many problems. Her story is boring. It’s just slice of life fluff where she doesn’t face any major conflicts outside of her own trauma and relationship troubles, and then it just becomes disgusting smut, before finally getting interesting but only, like, in the same way that Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part 2 is interesting. Like, the author builds up this massive thing about how “Oh, the pagan gods aren’t happy that Babette’s on Earth,” but then the author just goes with this massive cop-out and suddenly she’s friends with them all. Like, what the fuck?
And speaking of Twilight! Like, Babette is just Edward but with a vagina (and sometimes she doesn’t even have that, if the author’s own personal AU means anything). Like, the first book has Babette in High School. A 6,000 year old being in High School. Like, what the fuck!? I know she wasn’t in the right mind space to choose if she went to high school or not, and I know she’s just about to graduate, but that’s fucking weird and disgusting. I fucking hate it and I hate her. What the fuck!
Send me the name of one of my OCs and I’ll write an angry Tumblr gremlin rant about why they’re Problematic(TM)
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🃏for Babette?
Stop Worshipping Me: Babette does not believe she is a god. It does help that she doesn't think the other gods are actual Gods. She also refuses to be worshiped, but it was ultimately impossible to entirely stop her subjects to not worship her in some capacity.
New ask game: send me an oc + 🃏and I’ll tell you a trope that applies to them with some details on why
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👜 + Babette (before everything happened to her and after, if you’re willing?)
To be fair, nothing much changes between before and after. She still carries most the same things she had before and after she left, though a few things change. To make up for some of them being the same, I also added in what she carried with her during everything that happened to her.
Before:
Phone
Keys
Wallet (bus card, debit card, ID, membership cards, etc.)
Sachel
Tampons
During:
Necklace
Grimoire
Sword
Keys
Cash
After:
Necklace
Phone
Keys
Wallet (bus card, debit card, ID, membership cards, etc.)
Cane
Bonus: Condoms
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