marzipan

"i waved too hard and my arm popped out of place. existence is pain, and existence is entirely centralized in my shoulder."

! marzi !

art by yours truly

tidbits

marzipan is a type of confection originating from germany, she named herself :]

her last name means 'deer's meadow' in old english, I thought it was funny

marzi looks very similar to me. probably because she's a self insert!

her skin is made of plaster, making her incredibly fragile in ways humans never can be.

this profile heavily includes these topics, amongst others I probably forgot to tag. If any of these trigger you or you are not in the best mindset right now, please return to my home page or browse some of my other characters.

mental abuse

manipulation

past child abuse

coherced/forced cannabilism

verbal abuse

religious imagery

body horror

platonic/pseudo-familial obsession

physical abuse

depression

murder

eventual entrapment

icons made by donut-toast on toyhouse

ENTER

"fragile doll, will you ever escape?"

basics

NAME	Marzipan Juliette Raleigh	ALIASES	Marzi, Petit Faon (Little Fawn in French), Dollface, Herzchen (Little Heart/Darling in German), Pinky, Shortstack, Strawberry Shortstack [+ more to be added]
GENDER	Trasngender (MtF)	ORIENTATION	AceFlux & AroFlux
RELATIONSHIP	In a QPR with Allium (My friend ET's character :D)	SPECIES	Meant to be a Winner/In Heaven, but was dragged down to hell; she's not really a Sinner though.
AGE	Forever 17	HEIGHT	5'8
BIRTHDAY	09/26/2006	DEATH DATE	10/27/2023
OCCUPATION	Bellhop at the Hazbin Hotel	STAR SIGN	Libra

likes and dislikes

allium
vox
old TVs
crafting

doodling
writing
music
cutesy stuff

alastor
sudden noises
being helpless
cottage cheese

feeling cornered
heights
crushed velvet
food residue

personality

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biography

Marzipan was born as Mitchell "Mitchie" Juliette Raleigh on September 26th, 2006. She is the second youngest of 5 children, having one older brother, two older sisters, and one younger brother. Marzipan grew up in a mid-sized town in Ohio, having lived in the same house her whole life. She did well in an early education center, but had to be trasnferred to a different school for 2nd grade and beyond; and that's where her troubles started. Marzi was bullied relentlessly in her new school, a Catholic Pre-K through 8th school where she was an outcast, and grew incredibly depressed at the ripe age of 9.

However, at 13, she was transferred out of that school and into a public middle school, where she thrived and felt far safer in then her previous school. She came out as trans to her family a few months prior, and therefore started at the school as Marzipan, not Mitchell, which definitely helped. She still suffered from PTSD, Anxiety, Depression, ETC ETC from her previous school, but learned to deal with it. Things were looking up, and her Junior year of highschool was going great!

...until one fateful October night, where she'd been attending a local Halloween themed event with her friends. She got seperated from the group, and began searching for them; she met up with a friend of a friend, who she hadn't talked to much but thought was pretty alright, all things considered. The friend of a friend led her into a forest outside of the venue, saying the group was taking pictures there. When they got to the clearing the friend-of-a-friend spoke of, there was no-one else. In the blink of an eye, Marzi was shoved to the ground, the friend-of-a-friend climbing on top of her, their hands wrapped around her throat. Marzi could hear her phone going off, texts from one of her friends, and a couple calls-- it was too late, though, because try as she might; no matter how much she kicked and flailed and clawed at her assailants hand, she couldn't get free.

Marzi died there, in her silly Chesire Cat onesie-costume; her phone still going off beside her head as her body quickly cooled, eyes wide open and jaw slack, spittle slipping past her lips. She never really believed in anything after death, didn't concern herself with theorizing about it-- so she was both surprised and not surprised that there was something after death. She was in heaven-- St. Peter looked nothing how she'd expected, but hey, who can predict a Saint to look like a twink, yeah?

In the middle of St. Peter congratulating her on making it to heaven, she felt something around her neck. She didn't remember who killed her-- a trauma response that most dearly-departed suffered from if they died from violent means, but she remembered it had something to do with being strangled. Her hands flew up to her neck, feeling something solid and... metal(?) around her throat, but she barely had any time to process it as she was yanked violently back. Marzi wasp ulled off the edge of Heaven, tumbling to hell for a reason she didn't know.

Turns out, her great grandma on her mother's side, who'd lived in New Orleans during the 1920s and '30s, was being trailed by the rising radio star Alastor Benoit, who lived a double life as the infamous Bayou Butcher, a cruel and sadistic serial killer who slaughtered and presumably ate his victims. In a last ditch effort, Marzipan's great grandmother- who Marzi, funnily enough, got her middle name from-- offered the soul of one of her kin. An unborn child or something of the sort-- she hadn't expected it to work, but Alastor was amused enough to let it by. He made a 'half-deal', one that was finalized when Juliette died and went to hell in 2005, having lived a very long life after her run-in with Alastor.

There was a loophole with offering other peoples souls, especially those who don't exist yet. You can only do this while alive, and even then it'd create a half-deal, one that couldn't be fulfilled until the two parties involved met back up in hell (which was garunteed no matter what they did with the rest of their lives); Juliette had intended, say, her (at the time) unborn daughter, but when she got to hell and finalized it- she learned that Alastor would automatically get the next child born in Juliette's direct family line.

Unfortunately, that was Marzi in September of '06. She was completely unaware of the whole thing until she was dragged to hell, wherein Alastor became fixated on the idea of her being his daughter. His patience was thin with Marzi, though, because Marzipan reminded him so much of Vox. Which makes sense, because Marzipan had/has a special interest in old Variety shows, specifically one hosted by a great-uncle on her fathers side, which, whoop-dee-doo, turns out to be Vox!

trivia

i project way too much on her
really likes dean martin
has a special interest in analog broadcasting
she is AuDHD
sheds her teeth like a shark

marzi has dextrocardia (heart on the right side)
talks w/ her hands
she has pseudo h-EDs (limbs just pop right off)
fave color is orange
her skin cracks like plaster

she has hyperdontia (extra teeth where they shouldn't be)
knows a little german and currently trying to relearn it
trinket collecter
sleeps on the floor
she can never gain any weight

marzi has anisocoria (uneven pupils)
does not like baggy clothes (sensory issues)
biblically accurate texture eater
certified yapper
has little rabbit anntenna

Relationships

(disclaimer! my whole HH oc-verse as i've begun to call it, is very much an AU, and a lot of characters are shifted around and changed to fit my purposes (to make up scenerios about to comfort myself), so canon characters may be "OOC", but they're basically my own characters at this point, so heed warnign of that)