THE OLD KING IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KING
My re-redesign of Charlie. Hopefully she looks more royalty and less like an accountant. I know Superbia is ice cold, but I would say this is her more inside wear paired with how she has way more fur.
the second one has a five foot lucifer stand in for scale.
I gave her an actual crown made up of her own horns. New lore is that once she ascended the throne, Hell made her grow more-- a painful experience, but one must know suffering to truly be able to govern it.
She wears a Livery Collar as a show of station, but otherwise, she keeps her wardrobe rather simple, she doesn't care much for all the pomp of court. I also included a regular corset and a neck corset as I wanted this sense of constraint, or like she's being held back.
she does not close her third eye unless she really trusts you to not lie, and only Verity and Alastor have gained that privilege outside the sins and her father.
She is very cold and serious, but she is really a bleeding heart that wants to trust people...but lives in an environment that will eat you alive if you lose grip on the reins of command even slightly.
Also, in this, she is still intersex as per my last design and still has wings, but as they are not usually in her standard form, I have opted to not include them. She is also a Nephilim, explaining her taller than average height
Rehash of her backstory below
Charlie Morningstar is the first and only child of Lilith and Lucifer, a baphomet by birth and the current reigning queen of Hell.
From an early age she was primarily cared for by Lilith due to Lucifer's curse, and when she left, Charlie had to learn how to do things on her own-- care for Lucifer on her own, and learn how to run a kingdom.
Over time, she grew more cynical and disillusioned with sinners in hell, instead of coming up with a hotel, she instead makes a wing in the castle. The rules more strict, and a strong limit on who is and isn't allowed in.
Maybe if sinners could be redeemed she could petition the court of heaven and the seraphim to release her father from his punishment, by proving that the existence of sin, being a sinner doesn't taint someone forever.
She is far more hardened, a bit colder and tired. Her patience is short, and she hates wasted time, but still she still has some hope, no matter how worn and frail it is.
This was supposed to be gender stuff specifically but I got uh kinda sidetracked (this post still does have a focus on gender and identity!)
Cw: homo/transphobia (internalized and otherwise), paranoia, SHâŠfun!!
Shrignold is basically my oc atp with the amount of lore Iâve made up for emâŠ
When Shrignold was little, he wasnât the toughest boy. He was very quiet and reserved, a bit behind developmentally, and would rather sit in the garden and pick flowers than to roughhouse or chop wood or whateverâŠ
Shrigâs mom didnât have much of an issue with that! She thought it was very endearing how he always seemed to cling to her, saying âI wanna be just like you when I grow up!â Even if she hated the way she was forced into the role of a traditional housewife and would rather be almost anything else
Shrignoldâs father, however, was a very traditional man. He couldnât stand how âwimpyâ Shrig was and would always scold him and lecture him on how a REAL man ought to behave.
Shrignold was also mocked and ostracized for being feminine. Sheâd find herself thinking things like âwhy couldnât I have just been born a girl?â And âwhy does there need to be boy stuff and girl stuff anyway?â
Eventually, Shrignold ran away from home, sick of the teasing from peers and abuse from their father. This was at a very young age, they were like, 12. Of course, 12 year olds canât survive very well on their own, but they were so lost and scared they couldnât go back if they wanted to.
One day, he was approached by one of their fatherâsâŠfriends. You see, Shrignoldâs dad was a writer but went from mundane, vaguely religious self help stuff to fanatical, borderline religious psychosis type of stuff. Turns out, after Shrig ran away, their father died mysteriouslyâŠwow, I wonder how that could have happened, huhâŠ
And this man basically told Shrignold âyour father could speak to god and I think that you may have inherited his gift. If so, you can come live with me and we can spread the word and bring about a better world!â
(Itâs the tree guyâŠI call him Father Oakley. He specializes in childcare! ^v^)
Now tell me what homeless child who spent their whole life being treated like garbage WOULDNâT take up an offer like that? Food, shelter, and praise? Literally everything youâve ever wanted.
This is the beginning of Shrignold seriously forcing himself into a perfect mold. He had to make his father proud, continue the legacyâŠ
He eventually gained a following, formed a commune, had a group ofâŠfriends. His father would be so proudâŠ
But even if Shrignold promoted a righteous life, with strict gender roles and a traditional view on marriage, deep down, she was still that same feminine child who wanted to be free. But no one could ever know! Heâd be a hypocrite, heâd loose everyone, heâd be mocked again, heâd lose everythingâŠ
So he learned to keep every one of those shameful, sinful desires a secret. Nobody knows about the soft lace hidden in the closet, the makeup in boxes under the bed, the bottle of little blue pills in the bathroomâŠnobody needs to know about her secret.
But there was a voice, or a sprit, that always knew. Because he knows everything. Shrignold began to hear the voice of Malcolm not long after being approached by Father Oakley.
Malcolm would always react with somewhat fatherly disappointment whenever Shrignold fell back into his sinful habits. Shrignold, such a good follower, giving into such depravityâŠhow is he meant to carry his fatherâs legacy like that?
In times like this, self-punishment is necessary! Shrignold started having breakdowns, tearing out pages from his diary that spoke of his sins, burning them and himself on candles, using anything from blades to whips to make up for the awful things he has done. Not just the desire for femininity, but desire for intimacy with men, any time he questioned Malcolmâs authority or his fatherâs beliefsâŠ
This is a panel for my ask blog that I ended up scrapping for being too dark and serious for a silly lil ask blog. This is meant to be the start of one of those breakdownsâŠ
But nobody needed to see that side of him. Thatâs just between him and Malcolm. To the commune, Shrignold was the pure man of god all should aspire to beâŠperfect in every way, practically divine, like the son of god! Nobody needs to know about the disgusting, perverted side of himâŠ
Everyone outside the cult sees right through him though. No matter how bad their gaydar is, thereâs no way you could possibly think thatâs a cishet man, right? Like LOOK AT HIM
I like to joke about Shrig being the worldâs worst boymoder becauseâŠcâmon
If you want a more specific description of what my Shrigâs gender is, id say that she is transfem and androgyne, using she/he/they pronouns. I view her as being simultaneously a trans woman, feminine man, and something else entirely, like how purple is both red and blue but also its own color.
Donât expect to hear any of that though if you DARE to ask for Shrignoldâs pronouns, though
hey, hey roomie. i dont remember your name, terrible with that shit, but i made you some pancakes. i know we havent talked much but i decided to do it anyway. hope you like pancakes, dude. they're safe i promise i'm not that bad of a cook
