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gynaiko · 4 months ago

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𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 :

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀STELLA ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON DIVERGENT. BIO HERE;

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀LUTE [ AKA EVE ] ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON DIVERGENT. BIO HERE;

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀LADY ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON DIVERGENT / FLEXIBLE.ㅤBISEXUAL.ㅤAGED 45.ㅤㅤㅤㅤOnce a loving & hopeful woman, she was caught in the crossfire of her family’s criminal dealings. After losing her beloved fiancé, she was forced to wed Crimson, her life stolen away. She had dissociated for several years until she birthed their one & only child, Moxxie, who breathed hope / life into her again. She had a reason to live once more. Eventually, she attempted to flee with Moxxie from their wretched life, but Crimson intervened. Though initially believed dead, Crimson actually imprisoned her; now a mere shell of her former self, Lady is haunted by grief, bitterness, & the weight of her tragic past. Locked away for years, she clings to the fragments of her identity, broken yet defiant. Crimson’s possessive grip may have shattered her spirit, but the flicker of resistance within her is far from extinguished,

Her default verse is one tied with @/m0bst3r; however, for scenarios for interaction, Lady has actually escaped confinement & currently works odd-jobs where she can,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀LOONA ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON COMPLIANT.ㅤBISEXUAL.ㅤAGED 22.ㅤㅤLoona is a cynical, aloof hellhound who works as the receptionist for IMP. With a sharp tongue & zero patience, she often displays a disinterested & standoffish attitude toward her co-workers, preferring to scroll through her phone / social media rather than engage in-person. Despite her tough, abrasive exterior, Loona shows glimpses of a more vulnerable side, particularly in her complicated relationship with her adoptive father, Blitzo ( if you were to ask her, he’s not exactly her father, but he’s… well, he’s something! ). She rarely hides her disdain for the world around her, embracing her rebellious & detached demeanor in order to protect herself / mental health, while secretly craving deeper connections despite her efforts to push others away,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀CARMILLA ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON COMPLIANT.ㅤHETEROSEXUAL.ㅤAGED 47.ㅤㅤCarmilla [ Carmela ]ㅤㅤCarmine, one of Hell’s most powerful Overlords, reigns over the weapons trade with an iron fist. As the mastermind behind firearms laced with angelic technology, her empire is both feared & respected. With a keen intellect & a no-nonsense attitude, Carmilla tolerates no disrespect & values efficiency above all else. Her grace as a dancer mirrors her business acumen — disciplined, elegant, & deadly precise. Beyond her stoic exterior, Carmilla sees potential in the ambitious, serving as a mentor to those worthy of her time. Her wisdom & power make her a force to be reckoned with in Hell’s ruthless hierarchy.

ㅤㅤㅤCarmilla’s past is steeped in tragedy & defiance. For a short while, she had once been a celestial being; a winner. But when her daughters were denied entry to Heaven, their fate sealed by rules she found unjust, she made an unthinkable choice. Refusing to leave her children behind, she chose to fall with them, surrendering her divine status to ensure they would not be alone in their damnation. First & foremost, she is a mother. A fallen angel, Carmilla bears the weight of her decision with pride, though not without pain & it’s not like she boasts about it either. She refuses to attempt to re-earn her wings, standing firm in her defiance of Heaven’s judgment,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀MAYBERRY ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀HEADCANON BASED.ㅤBISEXUAL.ㅤAGED 32.ㅤㅤMayberry, a sweet-natured schoolteacher, was pushed to the brink after discovering her husband’s infidelity. In a fit of rage, she took his life, an act that sealed her fate in Hell. Now, trapped in Hell, Mrs. Mayberry is haunted by the consequences of her actions & the lost innocence of her former life.

ㅤㅤㅤMayberry was born into the heart of a small, insular religious community that operated more like a cult than a traditional faith. The sect was a strict, oppressive group that valued devotion & submission above all else. Her childhood was one of rigid expectations, constant judgment, & the suffocating pressure to conform. From an early age, she lived in the shadow of another child: Martha, a fellow member of the community & who embodied the cult's ideal: charming, beautiful, & effortlessly adored by elders & peers alike. While Mayberry excelled in her own quiet way, her accomplishments were often overlooked or dismissed in favor of Martha’s innate ability to captivate. This disparity planted the seeds of resentment from an early age,

ㅤㅤㅤAs she grew older, Mayberry became adept at masking her inner turmoil. She developed a cheerful, optimistic demeanor, one that allowed her to navigate the oppressive confines of the cult while dreaming of a life beyond its gates. Her resilience & determination eventually paid off when she managed to leave the community & forge her own path. She pursued an education, became a teacher, & married a man who seemed to embody the kind of life she had always hoped to build: stable, loving, & free from the control of her past. For years, Mayberry worked tirelessly to make the best of her new life. Her classroom became a haven for children, where her kindness & enthusiasm brightened even the darkest of days. Life, though not perfect, felt fulfilling. That is, until she caught her husband in bed with another woman: of course, it had to be Martha…

ㅤㅤㅤThe betrayal shattered Mayberry’s carefully constructed world.. It wasn’t just the infidelity that cut so deeply, but the cruel irony of who her husband had chosen. The same Martha who had overshadowed her during their childhood had now invaded her adult life, stealing away the happiness Mayberry had worked so hard to achieve. While Mayberry spiraled into heartbreak & anger, Martha’s public image emerged unscathed — even bolstered. Their shared past in the sect provided the perfect foundation for the church to repair & lionize Martha’s reputation. As a former ‘golden child’ of the cult, Martha’s adultery was reframed as a tragic misstep, an act of desperation by a flawed but ultimately redeemable figure. She was celebrated as a martyr, a fucking hero!

ㅤㅤㅤMayberry, meanwhile, was left to bear the brunt of the scandal in silence. The repressed trauma from her upbringing resurfaced with a vengeance, leaving her grappling with feelings of intense inadequacy & rage. For the first time, she allowed herself to confront the injustice she had endured, both as a child in the cult & as an adult in her marriage. Mayberry’s descent into Hell was swift but not surprising. Her moment of blinding rage & subsequent deal with I.M.P. had sealed her fate, landing her in the fiery depths with the same unresolved emotions she had carried in life. At first, the chaos of Hell overwhelmed her, but as she adjusted, Mayberry found an odd sense of freedom in her damnation. No longer burdened by the expectations of others, she could finally embrace the raw intensity of her emotions without fear of judgment. In a strange way, she was finally where she belonged & that sat just fine with her…

ㅤㅤㅤOne night, she crossed paths with Martha once more. To Mayberry’s surprise, Hell hadn’t tarnished Martha’s infuriating charm — if anything, it had amplified itㅤ[ fucking fantastic; she couldn’t have had this either, could she? ]ㅤTheir reunion was volatile, filled with sharp words & mutual hostility. Yet somewhere amid the tension, years of repression & rivalry twisted into something unexpected; a one-night stand followed, born of anger, confusion, & perhaps a desperate need for connection in a place devoid of it. Of course, the encounter resolved nothing. It didn’t heal old wounds or bring them closer. If anything, it only deepened the tangled mess of their shared history. Mayberry walked away with no intention of rekindling any kind of relationship with Martha — romantic or otherwise. In her mind, it was a mistake, a momentary lapse driven by Hell’s chaotic energy & her unresolved emotions…

ㅤㅤㅤNow, she spends her days navigating Hell’s brutal landscape; Martha remains a lingering presence in her life, not by choice, but by the unfortunate reality of shared spaces in the underworld. Their interactions are tense, riddled with unspoken tension & biting remarks, but Mayberry refuses to let Martha overshadow her anymore. This is Hell, after all, & Mayberry is determined to reclaim her narrative, even here…

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀FRANCESCA ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀HEADCANON BASED.ㅤPANSEXUAL.ㅤAGED 37.ㅤㅤOriginally hailing from the Lust ring, Francesca, Crimson’s loyal maid, serves in the shadows of his criminal empire, silently witnessing the brutality & manipulation that surrounds her. Sharp & observant, she keeps her head low, but nothing escapes her notice. Though bound to her role by circumstance, Francesca harbors secrets of her own, knowing more about Crimson’s operations than anyone suspects. Her stoic exterior hides a calculating mind, and as tensions rise in the household, Francesca may one day find herself at the crossroads of loyalty & self-preservation ( not that she’ll tell you that, of course ) - she’s worked for Crimson for several years & has family in Lust,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀VAGYNA ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON DIVERGENT.ㅤBISEXUAL.ㅤAGED APPROX 2K - 3K.ㅤㅤShe was created with the purpose of becoming one of the Seraphim, the highest-ranking angels known for their purity, wisdom, & unwavering dedication to divine order. From the moment of her creation, this angel exhibited the traits necessary for this exalted position: loyalty, intelligence, & a fierce sense of justice. Yet, her personality carried a spark that set her apart — an assertiveness that often verged on aggression. Where others delivered guidance with gentle words, the little angel's conviction drove her to act swiftly & decisively; a trait that clashed horribly with the serene expectations of her rank. She was deemed too aggressive, too tough… Wary of her intensity, but recognizing her potential, her destiny was redirected. Instead of serving as a Seraphim, she was reassigned as an Exorcist, ( a warrior tasked with purging demons & protecting the righteous from infernal corruption ) — she excelled in this role, her determination & tactical mind making her a formidable force on the battlefield,

ㅤㅤㅤShe had no need for a name during her short training period as a Seraphim; she was simply a presence, a purpose molded by divine will. It wasn’t until she was reassigned as an Exorcist that a name became necessary, which was bestowed by Adam himself, who declared it to be ‘after the best thing in the world,’ — whether it was meant as a symbol of admiration or an echo of his own hubris, she never truly embraced the name, even in Heaven. When introducing herself, she always goes by ‘Vaggie’,

ㅤㅤㅤUnlike many of her peers, she approached her duty with a mix of compassion for the fallen & a relentless drive to fulfill her mission. She believed that redemption was possible for some souls… Despite her effectiveness, Vaggie often struggled with the rigid expectations of Heaven. She began to question the unyielding dichotomy of good & evil that defined her existence. Her dissatisfaction grew when she witnessed souls condemned for minor transgressions, doomed to Hell for eternity without consideration of their circumstances or potential for redemption. This disillusionment planted the seeds of rebellion in her heart, without her even realizing it…

ㅤㅤㅤHer fall was not a choice but a punishment, cast down for reasons she refuses to share with anyone, even Charlie, keeping her celestial origins a secret. While she detests the overall corruption of Hell, she recognizes its potential for change, & this is what drives her forward. Charlie’s dream of redemption for all souls struck a chord in Vaggie. Drawn to that light of relentless hope Charlie carried, Vaggie chose to stand by her as a steadfast ally & protector. Their partnership became one of mutual respect, with Vaggie’s pragmatism often balancing Charlie’s idealism. Helping out with the Hazbin Hotel, she strives not only to guide others toward redemption but also to reconcile her own fragmented identity,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀VIKKI ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀HEADCANON BASED.ㅤPANSEXUAL.ㅤAGED 24.ㅤㅤA sharp-tongued, mean-spirited hell-hound with a flair for drama, Victoria Genevieve Amaranthine von Vexmoreㅤ[ also known as: Vikki ]ㅤwas born into a prestigious family rumored to have ties to either the Goetia or other high-ranking demons. She was raised with the expectation of perfection & dominance. This upbringing instilled in her a sense of superiority to other Hellhounds, & thus carries herself with confidence, biting wit & extreme arrogance. But while she excels at navigating Hell's ruthless social structure, her true challenge lies in reconciling her loneliness with her desire for connection; beneath her cold exterior, Vikki hides a deep sense of loneliness, yearning for genuine connection in a world where power dynamics & facades rule,

ㅤㅤㅤAs to why she has it out for Loona; this stems from a mix of envy & unresolved personal insecurities. Vikki sees in Loona a carefree boldness & independence that she herself struggles to achieve, despite her high-ranking status. Loona’s apparent disregard for societal expectations grates on Vikki’s nerves, who has spent her life adhering to the pressures of prestige & image. Their interactions are often marked by biting insults & veiled jabs, but beneath her animosity lies a begrudging admiration that Vikki would never admit to,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ꒰ა ]⠀⠀KAREN ˒⠀⠀⠀⠀CANON ALIGNED.ㅤLESBIAN.ㅤAGED 42.ㅤㅤKaren's life revolved around appearances, status, & control. In life, she prided herself on being the perfect embodiment of a “successful woman” — a commanding presence, a well-kept home, & a family that reflected her idealized image. However, behind the facade was an ego as fragile as glass, & the cracks began to show the moment her husband filed for divorce. It wasn’t just the loss of her marriage that angered Karen — it was the fact that he had left her! Her ego couldn’t fathom the rejection. When she found out he had a boyfriend, her fury turned into a roaring blaze. To Karen, it wasn’t just about being abandoned; it was about being replaced & by someone she couldn’t even categorize as competition in her rigid worldview,

ㅤㅤㅤShe spiraled into a bitter frenzy, spouting homophobic slurs & belittling her ex at every opportunity — it was easier to lash out than confront the truth within herself. Karen envied her ex-husband, not just for his newfound happiness, but for his courage to embrace his true self. She, too, had long suppressed her own feelings. She’d grown up in an environment where vulnerability was weakness, & anything that deviated from the norm was something to be scorned. Her anger toward her ex was as much about his liberation as it was her own inability to even admit the truth to herself.

ㅤㅤㅤEnraged by yet another perceived slight from her ex-husbandㅤ[ he had invited his boyfriend to their son’s school recital without consulting her, ]ㅤKaren got into her car, seething with the intent to give him a piece of her mind. Her fingers gripped the steering wheel, her vision blurred by tears of fury, as she sped toward his house. Thoughts of every argument, every insult, & every bruise to her pride fueled her reckless driving. She didn’t even see the tree until it was too late. Karen’s death was as sudden & dramatic as her life had been & in Hell, she remains much the same — bitter, confrontational, & unwilling to take accountability for her actions,

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