#intro: celeste

[l3gacies]

APPLICATION.

𝐈𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝… 【 alice pagani //. cis woman //. she/her 】 Welcome, CELESTE STARLING. You have successfully been loaded into The Hub. According to our records, you are TWENTY-SIX and have held citizenship for 26 YEARS in the barrier city, Neo California. Your key attributes have been identified as CHARMING and MESSY. Please confirm your CHAOTIC NEUTRAL to proceed. Our data indicates that you are currently employed with THE JAZZ COMBO CABARET as an ENTERTAINER. For your safety and security, it is crucial that all background information is accurate. Further analysis of our archives highlights your alignment with FLASHING A CHARMING SMILE TO HIDE THE PAIN UNDERNEATH, SHATTERED GLASS AND CIGARETTE BURNS LITTERING YOUR DRESSING ROOM, CLAWING YOUR WAY BACK TO THE TOP, AND A SPOTLIGHT FOLLOWING YOU AS IT AWAITS YOUR NEXT DOWNWARD SPIRAL. ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ Verification 100% complete. Please adhere to all local regulations and laws during your stay. We trust that your time here will be both fulfilling and safe. 【 alyx //. 25 //. she/her //. est //. n/a 】

FILE.

full name: celeste starling

age: twenty-six

gender / pronouns: cis woman

orientation: bisexual

occupation: entertainer (singer) at the jazz combo cabaret

family: delphine starling (mother)

faceclaim: alice pagani

inspiration: sally bowles (cabaret), nikki (burlesque), satine (moulin rouge), amy winehouse (back to black)

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BIOGRAPHY.

SUBSTANCE USE TW, ADDICTION TW

Much like your last name, you were born to be a star. Your mother is Delphine Starling, a well-known actress in Neo Hollywood, and you were always expected to follow in her footsteps. You were enrolled in singing and acting classes from the momeny you could form more than a sentence, and though you protested at first, you found a passion in the arts. You were drawn more to singing than acting, but you endured the small commercial appearances or guest roles you mother got you only to attempt to catch a glimpse of approval from her--- something that has eluded you even now.

Though you tried, you were never enough for your mother. She wanted you to become a doppleganger of herself, to replicate the legacy she carved for herself, and you always managed to fall short of her expectations. It didn't matter that you had a good singing voice and the potential to go all the way--- she wanted an actress who could take over her roles once she outgrew the limelight. This burden weighed on your shoulders for years, but you finally pulled away from your mother's dreams and explored your own once you turned 20.

You began going to the cabaret as a teenager--- quietly sneaking in the back to observe the performers from afar, but it wasn't until you became of age that you found the will to audition for an entertainer slot. You managed to impress the owner enough to get put on the roster, and soon enough, you became a regular presence at the cabaret. You finally felt like you had found your niche, and you were hoping to share that enjoyment with your mother, but your mother refused to step foot in the establishment. She called it too "pedestrian and grungy" for someone of their caliber and said that working there was an embarrassment to the Starling name.

Your mother's harsh words sent you into a spiral, and you ended up having a breakdown on stage in the middle of your set. You abandoned the cabaret soon afterwards, instead choosing to spend your time and inheritance on partying, drinking, and doing substances. Your habit became so bad that you turned to the MARA cartel to get your fix--- something that you'd come to regret years later.

Now, you're back at the cabaret and hoping to put the last few years behind you, but old habits die hard. You forced yourself back into the spotlight that you fled so quickly because the weight of your debts are becoming too much, but with the stage presence comes the memories of your mother's disappointment and your breakdown. You want to do better and make your mother proud, but you know you're one step away from falling back down to rock bottom, but this time, you're not sure you'd be able to make it out of there alive.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

Childhood friends/enemies

Fans of her mother

Patrons at the Jazz Combo Cabaret who flock to her shows

Her dealer in Mara

Journalists trying to discover why she Returned after months of being MIA

Bad or good influences

Exes/ex situationships

Current situationships, flings, friends with benefits

Anything and everything

[marcelinestreehouse]

Who is KittyCatCat0

Hey all! I am KittyCatCat0, previously known as Waluigi0. I am transfem, and my pronouns are She/Her, They/Them! Yes I did go through the Celeste pipeline, deal with it. I am pan, and on the aroace spectrum. I am very obviously a furry, my fursona being a cat, cause I love cats and always will! I love playing games, my favourites being Celeste, Minecraft, and what I am playing for the first time and already loving, OneShot! I love all the arts, but have a soft spot for music! I am a linux nerd and hop from Void, to Arch, or Gentoo every once in a while.

My blog is very prideful, and I am very open about being transgender, as well as being queer. I am also in full support of Palestine. My blog is SFW for the most part, or at least I try to keep it that way! To anyone that doesn't support Palestine, Trans, And queer people, You can screw yourself I don't want you here.

[astralfms]

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed { CELESTE JAMES } walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who { SHE } is/are ? they kind of look like { NATASHA LIU BORDIZZO } and i could be wrong but i think that they might be { TWENTY EIGHT } years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last { TWENTY YEARS }. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of { CARRIE BRADSHAW } from { SEX AND THE CITY }. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at { SUNSET VILLA BEACH } as a { LIFESTYLE VLOGGER }. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the { VIDEOPHILE } of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty { SELF ABSORBED } at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty { CHEERFUL } to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that { TWO BEDROOM } apartment beside me over in { MANGO BAY }. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you

STATISTICS:

full name: celeste james

nicknames: cel, cely, letty

birthday: may 12, 1995

hometown: cape cod, massachusetts

occupation: social media influencer, lifestyle vlogger

hobbies: vlogging, trying new food spots, serial dating, shopping

lives: mango bay lofts

BACKGROUND:

enter: celeste, first born of the james family. her mother likes to tease that she was born to be an older sister. in fact, she'd rub her mom's pregnant belly and say, "my baby, my baby." it's safe to say that her childhood was largely focused on playing with her sister, doing any silly thing she could to make her laugh, and getting into as much trouble as you'd expect of two girls under five. when their family packed up and moved to palmview, celeste made it her personal mission to show charlotte that moving was no big deal. so what, they'd packed up their whole lives and moved across the country? that just meant they'd have new adventures to go on, and it wasn't like they wouldn't go back to visit. this mindset stuck with her throughout her life, choosing to see the cup half full even when logic told her otherwise.

her teen years were as chaotic as you'd expect, celeste taking full advantage of her short summers in cape cod. parties, boys, sneaking out, boys, nights on the beach, boys. rinse and repeat. during this time she swore she was just making the most of her teenage years, but her parents would say they let her watch way too much sex and the city. this would become exaggerated one summer when celeste got the bright idea to take her dads boat out at night, all in efforts to impress a boy. she'd been sailing with her dad since she was a kid, what could go wrong, right? wrong. she hadn't accounted for the coast guard, who luckily let her off with a warning, ( and a call to her parents. ) for the rest of the summer, they cut her off entirely, forcing her into her first summer job.

this is where she met her first true best friend, who was able to speak some knowledge into that delusional head of celeste's. instead of pouring all that energy into boys, she was encouraged to take her ambition and ideas and put them into making videos. her friend was convinced she had what it took to make it big. following this advice was the best thing for her, although, her bad habits hadn't left entirely. after graduation, and throughout college, celeste was known to party on the weekends and seen with a new beau in what seemed like every other new vlog. it's not her fault she's a lover girl, right? at least, that's what she tells herself.

tldr; celeste is a silly goofy girl that hasn't quite grown out of her boy obsessed phase. her friends encourage her to put that ambition into something creative, and she does, but that only keeps her delusion at bay for so long. will she overcome the boy fever? will she ever not be a sleazebag wrapped in a pretty package? stay tuned and find out!

[gami-gang-gay]

hello!!

i’m ghost, i’m a trans gay guy and i use he/him pronouns :D

using this blog to just post and reblog fandom or just stuff i like, so i don’t flood my main blog with fandoms people don’t wanna see.

tags: #my post | #my art

i’m not one to make a dni, but just in case:

- no terfs

- no nazis

- no zionists

- no bigots of any kind :)

[cee-grice]

it is once again blorbo thursday and now I have a bunch more new blorbos so we're gonna talk about them >:))

Some relevant info:

All the following characters are gonna be essentially Quil's co-workers. They're all part of the same project team which the A plot is about

They've (mostly) all been handpicked by Mistress Silvoir (the Academy's current Headmistress) for being outstanding in their respective field

The Cielle Academy has two major study programmes: magic and medicine

The Research Team (part 1)

Celeste Ekelie

the project's resident pathologist!! she's not a mage herself and is instead a graduate of the Academy's medical course

practically the only non-mage on the team lmao

probably the most Normal™ out of everyone, but that's not saying much, I'll be honest

very sweet and conflict-avoidant, will try to cool things down (but Will stay out of it if the conflict's between higher ranking people than her lol she's sensitive ok :()

a bit of a people pleaser tbh.... also kinda neurotic lol aee

LOVES to gossip and sometimes forgets that maybe she shouldn't around some people uhhh

very passionate about what she does and will talk your ear off if you let her :))

she and Quil may have the most well-adjusted relationship out of everyone LOL

also may or may not have a crush on another member of the team....

36ish, short, has glasses, dark-haired, pretty disheveled because she just. doesn't notice lol, pretty much always has her doctor's coat on, trans gal

quote:

“But they are a bit frightening,” she said, dropping her voice conspiratorially. “Especially Mistress Aukateshka. Oh, the way she can just look at you… Ah, but I shouldn't gossip!” she all but squeaked, her voice once more taking on a nervous tone. “They're all very capable professionals. Yes, very respectable.”

Akhel Yachek

a transfer student from an isolated northern country, currently in his third year

Mistress Silvoir's new mentee ✨✨✨ (Quil's replacement question mark ?..)

MAJOR imposter syndrome vibes lmao, he's been put on this project by the Headmistress as part of his specialized curriculum but he's just a student...and all these people are PROFESSIONALS....yeah idk how he's managing it

an aspiring conjuration mage!! (which is basically portal magic)

is actually very intelligent but is scared to say anything because what if he's wrong and everyone will think he's stupid and then he'll get kicked out and

a walking anxiety disorder basically

is intimidated by everyone and everything

both reveres and is frightened by Mistress Silvoir, qualities that Quil absolutely does not possess, so their convos get a little. interesting

19, tall boy, long, near-white blond hair, perpetually pale, wears mostly Academy-issues clothing, so baby blue robes

quote:

“I'm sure you would, but seriously, don't hesitate to put Akhel to work,” Celeste said, flashing him a grin. “He's like our… communal… personal… assistant. Headmistress's orders. I make use of him the most, though, because the others scare him.” “They do not,” he hissed in protest, and immediately flushed in embarrassment. He mumbled something under his breath, glancing away with a wince.

Avriele Kaelion

an abjuration mage that has a scientific specialization in freecasting (the ability to use magia intuitively without a magia conduit; unique to specific venemagiks)

a venemagik herself 👀 and a bit more on the eerie side appearance-wise...maybe a bit personality-wise, too...

extremely blunt. will not sugarcoat her words. she just says how it is and you can't really be mad even

absolutely unreadable tone. good luck figuring out if she's complimenting or criticizing you

is the most cynical about this whole project and its success. thinks they're trying to play with something they don't and can't understand. still does her job, though

is impossible to intimidate. you'll probably get intimidated yourself if you try

a master at catching you off-guard and making you say what you didn't want to. yeah she knows what she's doing

Quil is both on edge around her and can't seem to stay away, she's just Such an interesting conversationalist to him

43ish, very sharp and bone-y stature (you see bones where you probably shouldn't), jet-black hair cut to her chin, paper-white skin, entirely black eyes and lips, likes to wear pastel colors, though

quote:

“The Headmistress has spoken,” Mistress Kaelion cut him off, her voice fit for a music box with how soft and melodic it was. The marbles between her long fingers started to clink again. “The only appropriate response you may have is amen.”

taglist (lmk if you wanna be +/-): @writerfae, @tate-lin, @iriswords, @sternenmeerkind, @thecrookedwriterspath, @pure-solomon, @moonshinemagpie, @arowanaprincess, @scribe-of-stories, @thesorcerersapprentice, @stuffaboutwriting, @doriians, @sam-glade

[pokemoncenterofficial]

hey there, welcome to my blog! for those of you who know me already, you know i'm not very forthcoming about who i am generally, but maybe it's time to change that?

i'm theo (24, he/him), and i'm a social media rep for hoenn pokemon centers living in fortree city! every other account we have (flitter, pinstagram, even facerook) is pretty regulated but i kinda set this up and nobody mentioned it once so i kinda just started posting whatever on it and nobody's mentioned it since!

here's my trainer card!

i used to work as a pokemon center nurse (which requires a surprising amount of education and some pokemon care experience,) so feel free to ask me about general pokemon care or the strange people we get everyday! (or anything else, really!)

now for a little bit about my growing team of pokemon!

widget the porygon was one of my first two pokemon. they can come off a bit insensitive or blunt, but they're very clever, curious, and empathetic! they really like playing farming sims from inside the computer. it's adorable!

celeste the cleffa was my other first pokemon, adopted with widget! he's always excited and extremely outgoing, and he loves the camera! he's always the center of attention, and if he's not, he throws a fit.

yogurt the unown flew in my window one day! they're very observant and, like widget, very curious. they love to help or teach people, despite their difficulties communicating, and they're very reliable! they LOVE puzzles, especially word games. (which is pretty fitting, considering... y'know... unown)

jellybean the cherubi is the newest member of my team! she's sinnohnan, and she's still learning about hoennian culture. she can be gruff, irritable, and a bit antisocial at first glance, but once you get to know her she's extremely loyal and very kind (though she still tries to act tough!)

ooc below the cut!

hey, there! this is my first pokeirl blog, and i'm very new to the scene. please let me know if i get something wrong or mess something up! i try to answer every ask unless it's a troll but that hasn't happened yet. i am a MINOR (still a teenager, but not gonna give away exact age), so please don't interact with NSFW stuff! theo isn't meant to be a protagonist kind of character, and i don't plan on him, like, taking on the elite four. i love interacting with people, don't be afraid to come say hi!

oh yeah, i'm fine with magic anons but will veto anything that makes me unfomfortable!

[redolentgrove]

An Unexpected Bloom

August in Redolent Grove. The temperatures were relatively warm, though not impossibly hot like some portions of Unova had become. It was the middle of summer, so this was essentially as bright and hot as the are would get for the year, and would slowly drift forward into a cooler, more crisp air.

Loki sat in a flower bed dedicated mainly to the blooms that happened in the summer season, surrounded currently by patches of zinnias, many of them sharing Loki's violet hues, but also ranging from pink to white, and everywhere in between. The rainbow Loki had been cultivating was almost as vibrant as the Skyfeon-taur herself, smelling delightful and filling her with pride that would have rivaled any June parade she could imagine joining as a marcher, perhaps even moreso.

A curious scent began to fill the air surrounding Loki the longer she worked. It was familiar, certainly; it has mainly overtones of azaleas but also hinted at the presence of dahlias. She could understand the dahlia hints, with those also being a beloved summertime flower for her. But the azaleas? No, those tended to be more springtime blossoms, not that she would have complained. She knew many of those could flower even as late as the autumnal months, amongst the falling leaves.

Loki, at this point, also recalled those two flowers being favourites of a certain fairy-type Pokemon in her life, although… the strength of said aroma now seemed much stronger than ever before. As if whoever carried it, they had grown in size since last she was them. She immediately recalled letter correspondence with a certain someone, suspecting that very special Pokemon may have come to visit now. The hybrid stood to her full height, then ventured a brief turn, the corner of her left eye catching sight of a familiar muzzle, one belonging to a fellow Eeveelution.

"…Celeste?" came the ventured guess, though the taur didn't initially look at the vistor's entire body. She didn't have to; she recognised most faces almost immediately, even at almost a halfway glance.

"Hi, Mom," came the nervous reply.

The voice confirming Loki's suspicions earned her entire attention at this point. Loki's eyes now fully locked onto the other Eeveelution's. She was a Sylveontaur, one that appeared to be somewhere just under a foot shorter than the hybrid heself. Her eyes widened briefly, before she gave this 'Celeste' a wry grin, approaching carefully to avoid scaring the fairy-type.

"So much for swearing up and down that you'd never touch a tauric form again, huh, kiddo?" That sparked a bit of a bashful murmur from the Sylveon's maw, though it was soon followed by a slowly-forming, gently inviting smile.

"Of all the things I could have ever guessed you to become, I'd have lost the bet entirely if I'd ever claim you of all 'Mons would ever become a taur." Loki paced around the younger taur, casually chuckling and murmuring with each step she took. Following a couple of rounds, her amethyst eyes met Celeste's baby blues. Unmistakeable, and unchanged even with the extra limbs. Loki's internal thoughts completed themselves, and the hybrid stepped forward to hold her daughter's hands in a loving manner. "This is new! I thought you told me in your last letter in February that you hadn't done much since the last time you came to visit me a decade ago! When'd you join the six-limbed side of life?"

Celeste's ears folded back slightly, before perking forward as she leaned forward and smacked her head up against Loki's snout much like a pet cat would, in a firm yet loving nuzzle. "Mom, considering that you've been a taur for about… oh, all but ten or so years of your life, I didn't think this counted as much. I mean, not in comparison to anything you've told me has gone on here." She had dodged the main question, at least for the moment. And though she lolled out her tongue in defiance, her twin tails wagged to betray any semblance of grouchiness her expression might have suggested. "Speaking of 'doing much,' where's Bijoux? She graduated this year, right?"

Loki nodded casually. "Yeah, she graduated back in May. She starts going to Harmonia University here in September. Anyway… I'm not sure where she's gone right now. I saw her earlier this morning, getting ready to practice her harp playing for a big gala performance. She and Cascade said that they found a good place to work on it, and apparently with me being a mythical, I'm not allowed to listen in on the song they've chosen."

The Sylveontaur chuckled at the last remark. "Maybe she just likes surprising you," she quipped, her eyes trailing over the garden clearing, familiar to her and yet, strangely foreign with the passage of time changing smaller things about it. She let go of Loki's hands. "I didn't know Bijoux played the harp! I wonder if she'd let me play along on my ocarina if I asked her.."

Loki shook her head. "I didn't know about she did either," she countered, "at least not until earlier in the week. Turns out she's spent about five or six years working with it and didn't tell me because she didn't want any more pressure on her shoulders. I guess it was hard enough for her to work on her voice training, let alone adding an instrument into the fold."

"Mmm." Celeste had only been casually listening, having taken her ocarina out from a sidesaddle travel bag, now inspecting the blue-painted wind instrument. "Are you sure it was just the voice training and not the fact that she was dealing with all of her gender issues? I seem to remember you weren't exactly the most friendly and talkative for a few years when you first transitioned."

A laugh escaped Loki's snout, despite herself. "Okay, okay, point taken… Bijoux already grilled me enough for that promise I made her keep to perform a solo and I paid for it with her taking 'Safest Place to Hide' straight into my heart to try and destroy it during the March talent show."

The Sylveon's eyes widened at that remark. "Whoa," she growled, recoiling slightly. "She chose that as her solo? In front of other people??? Look, I can understand her wanting to dedicate a solo to you. But that one? That song was basically a baring of your entire soul in musical form! I heard you singing it a few times to Dad and then after he passed; I've joined you in singing it a time or two, even, to help you not feel so alone, during some of those tougher moments. But that was all in the privacy of our home! I've never gone out and sung that in front of a public audience! I'm shocked you didn't lose yourself and try to exile her afterward!"

Loki's ears flattened further. "Right?? It felt like such a deep-cut of a betrayal… and if I had said anything to her the night she did it other than 'we're going to be discussing this later,' that might have actually been what happened. No, uh, I grounded her for a couple weeks; even that was overdoing it. I was… fortunate, not to lose complete control and try to throw her out of the forest. I would have spent weeks regretting it and searching all of Unova finding her and bringing her back home. Not to mention, I think our relationship would have been permanently ruined for it…"

The fairy type shrugged her shoulders with a surprising casualness. "Maybe, maybe not. If she was anything like Dad was, or any of the other Aniseeds I've known, you would have found a way to repair it. It might have taken you a while and been a fair struggle in the process, but you'd find a way to rebuild that burnt bridge."

"I doubt that." Loki's ears perked with a slowly forming smile. "But I appreciate the confidence you always seem to have in me. It's too bad that the…" Loki paused, counting on her fingers for a bit. "…oh, fifty or sixty or so other boyfriends and girlfriends I've had since Shijima's passing, didn't have such irreparable damage from life being the way it was. From death, distrust, differences of opinions… my track record isn't nearly as spotless as you sit there and hope that it would be, sweetheart."

Celeste playfully blepped out her tongue. "Sweetheart… you know, you've been calling me that for centuries and it never gets old. Dad was always right about that much; bless that term of endearment." Her ribbons twirled alongside her cheeks in thought. "But really… those are moreso partners. You've been blessed with so many generations of children, grandchildren, great-grandkids, grandkids so great you lose track of how many generations down the line you'd dived…" She nodded. "You've been nearly perfect at being there for them, and even with the mistakes you've made, you always found a way to patch even the deepest mental wounds."

Loki seemed slightly bashful at that notion. "I don't know what to tell you. It's weird; I've always had better luck talking to my children than I have my partners. Shijima was just the exception to the rule." The hybrid let out a long, heavy sigh. "Look, I… don't want to talk about it anymore. It's starting to get depressing, and I don't want to dampen what's supposed to be a nice visit with my oldest biological child. One that seems to have become a dedicated beacon of love and joy even when I feel my lowest."

Celeste blinked at this, but held out her hands to brush against Loki's, offering a gentle purr and a warm smile. "Okay," she replied, "but whether you like thinking about it or not, we're going to finish this discussion at some point before I go home." Her ribbons now gently patted the tops of Loki's shoulders. "But yeah, uh… what else is there? As much as you kept that performance Bijoux made out of it, your last letter in June mentioned that you'd met a 'Cascade.' Who's she?"

The hybrid relaxed slightly at this point. "Cascade? She's a naga. A Dragonair one. Not a lot to say about her; she moved into Redolent Grove just after Bijoux's graduation ceremony. I don't know her all that well, just that I kinda had a crush on her." She shook her head. "Well, okay, that's not fair. I know she and Bijoux get along well, and she's clearly good with children. She's still a bit of a mystery other than that, but I know she's straight. At least the rejection was gentle."

The fairy-type giggled heartily. "You haven't changed a bit," she teased. "My Mom, the hopeless romantic… I swear, you're like the literal embodiment of the clichéd 'love at first sight' trope. They ought to just call it 'pulling a Loki' at this point."

Loki lightly bopped her daughter's snout with an open palm, a grumpy but playful expression on her own face. "How easily you forget that you wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me 'pulling a Loki' and becoming so deeply smitten with your mother when I was a teenager," she teased back, tail swaying behind her while she bearhugged her daughter. "And careful with your ribbing; you forget I'm still large enough to do this to you!"

"Mom, have you forgotten that playfulness is just standard practice for the Aniseeds?" she countered, her ribbons swirling and snaking to encompass her mother's shoulders as the two embraced. The Sylveontaur's feet lifted off the ground with Loki's full-force hug, causing her to let out a whimper and kick her paws around a bit, ribbons loosening immediately. "M-mom! Mom!"

The hybrid quickly realised her mistakes, releasing her grips enough to let Celeste's paws drop gracefully to the grass beneath them. "Kehehe… sorry, you know how it is. Force of habit." She blushed and smirked playfully at her daughter, tail swaying rhythmically to intermittent hums of pleasure. "Look, to be fair, the last time I saw you, you were small enough to basically hold in my arms with almost zero effort, and most of the time you just leapt into them! And don't forget; even when I reached down to grab you, you loved being swept off the floor like a little princess!"

Celeste mlemmed out her tongue, wiggling free from her mom's grasp and shaking her head. "I was also like three-six and had a lot less body to try and balance while you bear-hugged me," she countered, though even now Loki was still the taller of the two taurs. "I still love your sweeping hugs, Mom… it's just gonna take me a little bit to get used to keeping all the extra limbs and body in sync while you smother me in that patented Mom affection."

Loki let out a hearty laugh, leaning down and ruffling the Sylveontaur's headfur to the smaller Eeveelution's delight. "Guess I'll have to try and figure out something a little more rounded to keep you from being all off-centaur," she quipped, a pun Celeste found so awful that she had to immediately plap her ribbons onto the hybrid's cheeks. "Oh, stop, Celeste; you love my awful jokes and you know it."

Celeste mock-pouted at Loki, eyes narrowed and tongue blepped out in defiance. "Yeah, but they're still bad," she rebutted. "And you're still bad. But I love you." The Sylveontaur's gaze softened slightly, and she now sidled up along Loki's left flank, nuzzling her mom with lazy, affectionate purrs and a gentle, slowly-forming smile creeping back onto her muzzle.

"I love you too, Celeste," she whispered, nuzzling the younger taur in response. "And I'm sure glad to see that precious little smile of yours, to keep me certain that my little girl's as happy and healthy as ever." Aromas of lavender filled the air surrounding the two taurs in their brief familial snuggle, Celeste's twin tails encompassing Loki's singular leafy one. And Loki looked down at Celeste, coming to an indisputable, but nonetheless pleasing, conclusion about her eldest biological daughter.

As much as things never seem to stay the same, some things never change…

(( Celeste has been introduced and is open for asks! ))

[celestexbarnhartx]

CELESTE SARAH BARNHART

FULL NAME: celeste sarah barnhart

AGE: 25

POSITION/TITLE: lady-in-waiting to english princess hyacinth windsor

COUNTRY OF BIRTH: england

FAMILY STATUS: nobility

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: unmarried, not betrothed

SEXUALITY: pansexual

BIO HC'S (tw parental death)

celeste sarah barnhart is the middle child of her father and mother, the deceased sarah barnhart. she is the only girl in her family, and has one older and one y ounger brother.

growing up celeste was far more blessed than most, having come from a family of nobility. through their ventures in landowning, her father, grandfather, great grandfather, and his grandfather before him secured the family future and name.

academics were always celeste's favorite, learning seemed to ignite within her a spark. reading, most especially, is a favorite pastime for celeste.

from a young age, her relationship with her brothers has been one of trust and love. her elder brother took on a nearly parental role after the passing of their mother, and in turn celeste took up a motherly role for her younger brother.

due to the family's status, celeste and her siblings grew up rubbing shoulders and mingling with the english royal family- the windsors. being so near to the princess hyacinth in age, it was decided quite early on that celeste would be trained as a lady to the princess.

celeste truly loves her position, and takes her duties to the princess very seriously. she is loyal to a fault, and would do absolutely anything for the princess.

[celestebardales]

BIOGRAPHY

tw: alcoholism, abuse, drugs, death

Celeste’s story isn’t a happy one. Her parents' marriage was doomed from the start, her mother Lucia and her father Jesse married after only knowing each other for a few months. They were young and in love and before long they were expecting. Celeste was born in a camper in the middle of the desert somewhere in New Mexico. Lucia and Jesse had no home but the open road and a baby wasn’t going to change that. Lucia drove the truck pulling the camper, Jesse ahead of them on his motorcycle as they made their way across state lines. For the first few years of Celeste’s life, this worked for them.

Then she needed to start school.

Jesse begged Lucia to just homeschool her so they could continue their travels, but she’d had enough, she was ready to settle down. They moved to Chula Vista, California, sold the camper and settled into their new lives. Lucia and Jesse were forced to find steady jobs to accommodate living in a real house. Lucia and Celeste adjusted well to their new domestic life. Jesse didn’t. He started drinking, coming home less and less, and when he did come home he was quick to anger. He’d never been violent before but he was now, it was like a switch had flipped in him. Beatings were frequent and expected. When Celeste was six, Jesse joined a motorcycle gang. It was a new group, small with a lot to prove, but they quickly were proving to be a force to be reckoned with. 

The longer he was a member the more she was expected to act like one as well.

Shockingly school wasn’t an issue for Celeste, fear of upsetting her father kept her hard at work and her grades decent and when she performed well at school no one bothered to worry about the bruises and cuts she wore everyday. Lucia turned a blind eye to keep her own beatings to a minimum. 

During her teen years, she knew how to fight when necessary and never backed down. She didn’t always win but she would take the beating and then get back up. Jesse would just pat her on the back and give her a shot of whiskey as a congrats for being able to stand after getting her ass kicked. That’s how it went for years. The fights got worse, her father got more violent, and the stakes got higher. She wasn’t fighting over juice boxes anymore, she was fighting for bags of cocaine and territory for a motorcycle gang that wouldn’t even let her be a full member. 

For Celeste’s seventeenth birthday, Jesse taught her how to hotwire a motorcycle. He took her out into the city and they stole a bike together, the scent of whiskey strong on both of them. It was no surprise she crashed the damn thing into a ditch. With a broken arm and a smile on her face, she climbed on the back of Jesse’s bike and they rode home laughing. It was the first time in years she’d had fun with her father, potentially the best night of her life. 

When they got back to the house, Lucia and Donny, a younger member of the gang who always tried to look out for Celeste, were standing on the porch worried. Jesse, drunk and angry, jumped to conclusions. Donny swore he rode there to check on them after they had left the clubhouse drunk because he was worried for their safety. Jesse didn’t believe him.

Arguing turned into screaming turned into bullets. 

Jesse had pulled first, aiming straight at Lucia, he aimed to kill and even drunk he was a damn good shot. Celeste didn’t watch as Donny pulled his gun and shot Jesse in the shoulder, causing him to drop his gun. She didn’t notice the interaction between the two as she ran to her mother who lay on the ground, gasping her last few breaths, reaching out to her only child. As Celeste tried to stop the blood from pouring out of her chest, Lucia looked up at her and spoke softly. “Escape.”

Next thing she knew Donny was pulling her away, saying something about having to leave. He had knocked out Jesse and they had to get away before he awoke. In her shock, Celeste didn’t argue. She got on the back of his bike and never looked back. 

They didn’t stop until they hit the town of Stillwater, it was small, a perfect place to lay low. Donny pulled his savings to buy them a trailer and the old run down auto shop. It wasn’t long before he had turned the place into a respectable business, well as respectable as anything in Willowdale could be. Celeste started going to the local school and worked at the shop when she wasn’t in class. She quickly learned how to be a mechanic working on everything from motorcycles to semis by the time she was eighteen.

As hard as Donny tried to keep her away from the illegal work she was always drawn to it and she was damn good at it. Some of his old contacts had found him in Stillwater and continued doing business quickly after they arrived. Towing was a lucrative way to traffic drugs and they conveniently owned a tow truck. For years this business model worked, no issues, Celeste running most of the business while Donny just collected profit and contemplated early retirement, but like all men, Donny got greedy.

They were meeting with a supplier, picking up a trailer full of cocaine. It was a risk, a really stupid one as far as Celeste was concerned. They made plenty of money doing their normal runs, they didn’t need a supply this big, but Donny insisted and the rest of the crew were chomping at the bit.

Celeste knew something was wrong the second they set foot in the warehouse. There was only two exits, the building itself didn’t even have an entrance big enough for the truck they were getting. Despite voicing these concerns, Donny ignored her, blinded by his greed. She stormed outside to smoke a cigarette while she waited.

It was impossible to miss the blue and red lights as they came down the road towards them. She banged her fist on the door to the warehouse, yelling to the other’s in warning. They laughed as if she were joking. With fury in her heart, she climbed on her bike and rode away as the police quickly approached the building.

She had tried to warn them, maybe prison would make them take her seriously.

Celeste spent a few nights in Arizona before determining it was safe to return home. Back in Stillwater she was surprised that not everyone had been caught that night, but most of them had been arrested. Part of her wished she cared, but they deserved it. The gang had been falling apart under Donny’s hand and it was time for a new era. 

She took well to the position of power, she had already been running a lot of things but now she was able to make decisions her way. She kept the shop open and has grown the gang back to a reasonable size since it lost several members in the arrest.

[bloodwiine]

CHARACTER BASICS

Birth Name: Celestine Coldwell Alias/Goes By: Celeste Hotland Nickname: Essie Age: twenty-eight Gender: demi woman Pronouns: she & them Ethnicity: white Nationality: Veritean Education: School on the island Occupation: Personal Trainer ( co owner of Skulls & Barbells ) Hometown: Ravenwyck Current location: The Rogue Pack & Oasis Isle Species: Hybrid ( wixen / lycanthrope ). Written Aesthetics: muffled screams into a pillow, do no harm but take no shit, tangled up earbuds, underlooked until you get them to open up & dark mornings

trigger warning: tba

CHARACTER APPEARANCE 

Face Claim: Florence Pugh Height: 5'4" / 1.62 Hair Colour: blonde Eye Colour: green Dominant Hand: right Distinguishing Features: a scar from where she was bitten, full lips, dark eyebrows, defined cheekbones,

SUPERNATURAL EXTRAS 

Abilities: strengths: they still have the ability of telekinesis, though it's mostly with objects, basic spell casting + resistance to injuries, shapeshifting weaknesses: silver, wolfsbane, loss of control ( impacts both sides ), ashwood & easily drained/exhausted, especially after and around the full moon Have you always been aware of your abilities?: My wixen abilities, yes, though I certainly hadn't expected to become a half lycanthrope. Favorite Magical Items: Though it doesn't necessarily hold a lot of value, there's a trinket that I was given by my grandmother, along with one of the families many grimoires and they're some of the only things I still have from the family. Not that my parents are aware of this. What supernatural creature is your character most scared of?: Before, it was simply my parents but now after being bitten and finding out just how many enemies he has, it's not as simple as being a creature. Though I am a bit weary of vampires. Who or what would they die for? Their siblings and the rogue pack. Does your character fight or flee? Fight, for the most part.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: self-sufficient, generous, patient, diligent & resilient Negative Traits: repentant, deceitful, manipulative, reckless, cynical & impulsive Neutral Traits: creative, assertive, practical, tactful, analytical & flexible Goals/desires: protecting her siblings / new pack, accepting her new self, maintaining her humanity Fears: parents / old coven, her new self, being alone, darker impulses, dark magic Hobbies: music, writing, fashion & style, partying, socializing Habits: strong work ethic, substance abuse, escapism, running fingers through hair, chewing on bottom lip, putting their feet up on surfaces

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Q’S

QUESTION ONE: were you born on the island, if so, what kind of curiosities do you have about the world beyond? if you weren’t, what do you miss about the world outside veritas isles? 

I was, yes. I definitely wonder what life would be like if I had access to the outside world and was able to travel with the band and play music around the globe. I'd also love to experience some of the bands I enjoy live.

QUESTION TWO: what is your favorite part about the island? 

My apartment, it has been a place that has been all my own for years and the one place that I've always managed to find solitude in. It was one of the few places my parents didn't know about and still don't, fortunately.

QUESTION THREE: if your character is supernatural, do they fear humans? if human, do they fear the supernatural? 

They do not fear humans, they find them fascinating and sometimes, truthfully, she thinks her life would be easier if she was born a human.

QUESTION FOUR: share a fun headcanon or fact about your character! this doesn’t have to be long, just something to introduce us to your character! 

Being raised a Coldwell was never easy and despite having found her own joys and niches in the world, she definitely struggled with it. Though she did her best to keep her parents off her radar and happy, all that blew up in her face when she was bitten by a werewolf four months ago turning her into a hybrid. She is still very much adjusting to the change.

ADDITIONAL HEADCANON

tba.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

exes

current flings

best friends

close friends she still has from the coven

people she's using for intel on the coven

[chaosxabove]

Ambrosinette Dawn Celeste Faerhart (OUTDATED DESIGN)

🥺 She’s really cute and strong and smart and and she has a tragic past but shes special so she got adopted by royalty and everyone loves her and she knows super rare epic healing magic and shes such an empath and all her outfits are really pretty and she can win all the fights  uwu

[theoutersloth]

Car

[adhdo5]

Wait the internal verses are kind of YMSJ. Tbh

[secretsinthevoid]

Nix Intro

Nix - She/Her, Fae/Faers

Hello, I’m Nix. I am here to help keep the system calm and sleep - mainly when the insomnia gets bad. My favorite season is autumn, the caramel flavored drinks and apple cider are ✨perfection✨. I love watching the leaves change color and playing in the piles.

Appearance

Hair Color: Green - Ombre style, dark green on top, light green bottom

Eye Color: Orange

Skin tone: Honey

Species: Nymph

Age: over 200 yo

Gender: Female

Height: 5’ 7” (107.18 cm

Other: 

Freckles

Antlers 

Triple piercing

Nose piercing

Likes: Nature

Favorite color: Lilac

Hobbies:

Gardening

Admiring nature

[mischiefxmuses]

HW INTRO: Celeste

Was that [CHARLOTTE HOPE]? Oh no no, that was just [CELESTE], a/an [ORIGINAL CHARACTER] from [HAZBIN HOTEL]. They are [UNKNOWN] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long

how long has your character been here

A few weeks

what is your character's job**

Jobless atm

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom

End of season 1

has any magic affected your character

Looks more human now.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!

Okay so! things will develop as we go on as she is an OC and not a lot is known about other angels. But basically: Name: Celeste Age: Unknown Angel Type: Seraphim FC: Charlotte Hope Story: Her and Vaggie were besties! Because she wasn't an exorcist she didn't know where Vaggie disappeared to every year. When Vaggie went missing, Celeste kept pushing for answers. Trying to figure out what happened to her because angel's didn't just disappear. She never imagined Vaggie would be in hell. She thought she might be on earth possibly. She often sits in the council with the other Seraphims. But she is more of a quiet observer. She wasn't there when Charlie and Vaggie came to heaven because she was on earth looking for Vaggie, thought she found a clue. Personality: Celeste is kind but she is quiet. She loves culture, literature, art, theatre. She has been very sheltered from the truth about hell. But she likes people. She doesn't fully trust them after what she's been taught but she finds them fascinating. She is patient but everyone has a breaking point. She got very angry when no one was telling her the truth about Vaggie. But she knew if she got visibly angry it wouldn't help anything or anyone. She knows how to play the game.

Possible connections:

Fellow angels - can be from the fandom or outside of the fandom. Friends - Celeste is kind even if not very chatty and a bit distant. She is just careful. Has always taught to be careful around people. But she does have a lot of hope and want to help. Enemies - She doesn't make enemies often but if she does she is scary. You have to really hurt her to make her an enemy. Slow bun ship (pansexual)- with the whole trust issue stuff she is new to relationships and bonds. This will be largely chemistry based.

[brooklynstrangler]

Hello! My name is Brooke (she/her) and I will be posting discourse this evening.

A few facts about me:

I'm 21 years old and in college for film.

I'm a creative writer as a hobby, not a career.

I live in New England.

This is like, my eighth Tumblr blog.

I consider myself in the fandoms of the following:

Five Nights at Freddy's

Doctor Who

Arrested Development

Seinfeld

Minecraft

Persona 5

Deltarune

Celeste

Cave Story

And, I'm sorry to say, Breaking Bad.

I may post about things such as:

Any of the above fandoms, especially the first two.

Random jokes or bits from my life.

Facts about my Five Nights at Freddy's AU I'm constructing.

Various ships from the aforementioned fandoms.

General thoughts about creative writing.

The worst fucking song you've ever heard.

I consider this blog to be 18+ and would prefer minors do not follow. Talk to me about anything, I'm a very friendly person.