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Rosy Reaper
ㅤ&& if the devil was to ever see you , he'd kiss your eyes && repent.ㅤ

ㅤhunii / 25+ / she/her / estㅤ
ㅤdo notㅤㅤ🌸 Don't write explicit sexual content. My roleplays range from E, N, and M ratings, but they are never centered around explicit sexual content or smut. Mature themes are welcome when they serve the story, and fade-to-black will always be used when appropriate.
ㅤdo notㅤㅤ🌸 Don't control or alter my characters. No godmodding, metagaming, or powerplaying. Don't control my OC's actions, dialogue, or rewrite, "fix," or alter my original characters without discussing it with me first.
ㅤdo notㅤㅤ🌸 Don't disrespect boundaries or create unnecessary drama. Respect my time, my comfort, and my community. Public drama, hostility, and disrespect won't be tolerated. I generally only roleplay with 18+ writers, and if I ever make an exception, the roleplay will remain strictly E-rated.
ㅤdoㅤㅤ🌿 Do respect my writing style and boundaries. I primarily write OC × Canon (though I'm open to OC × OC), prefer romance to develop naturally, and use fade-to-black for intimate scenes when needed. Please respect my comfort level, triggers, and creative decisions.
ㅤdoㅤㅤ🌿 Do communicate openly. Plotting, OOC conversation, and asking questions are always encouraged. Discuss major plot changes involving my OC beforehand, and if something isn't working, let's talk it out like adults.
ㅤdoㅤㅤ🌿 Do be patient and have fun. I'm a multi-thread, multi-verse writer, so replies may vary in speed. Slow responses are never personal, and I don't expect instant replies from you either. I mainly roleplay on Discord but am happy to write elsewhere.
ㅤheightㅤㅤ5'8 (6'3 when fully demonic).
ㅤeyesㅤㅤpinkish sclera, varying pink to red iris, yellow heart-shaped pupil.
ㅤhairㅤㅤwaist-length & pink (black when fully demonic).
ㅤscarsㅤㅤsmall, knife-sized wound near her sternum where she stabbed herself.
ㅤlanguagesㅤㅤfluent in english, french, italian, adns panish. understands latin, old french, occult demonic dialects, and angelic script.
ㅤetnicityㅤㅤfench-american/french-creole.
ㅤparentsㅤㅤHenri Moreu (father) / Vivienne Moreau-DuPont (mother).
ㅤsiblingsㅤㅤLenore Moreau (sister).
ㅤsoul pact(s)ㅤㅤ17 souls over nearly a century.
| likes |
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| baking, afternoon tea, fresh flowers, rainstorms, antique cookbooks, quiet mornings, classical & jazz music, romance novels, candles, birds, hosting gatherings |
| dislikes |
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| infidelity, raised voices, wasted food, needless cruelty, dishonesty, being rushed, broken promises, empty formalities, thunderous celebrations, being called 'Bride', and mention of her former fiancé |

❝ㅤstand & face me, my love, && scatter the grace in your eyes.ㅤ❞
ㅤnameㅤㅤGeneviève dupont.
ㅤtitleㅤㅤthe rosy reaper or the blushing bride.
ㅤageㅤㅤ185 (demonically) / 25 (at time of death).
ㅤpronounsㅤㅤshe/her.
ㅤspeciesㅤㅤhuman (demon).
ㅤbirthdateㅤㅤfebruary 18th, 1901.
ㅤdeathdateㅤㅤjune 18th, 1927.
ㅤyears in hellㅤㅤ160.
ㅤsexualityㅤㅤbisexual.
ㅤoriginㅤㅤnew orleans, louisiana.
ㅤlocationㅤㅤpentagram city, pride ring.
ㅤclass(es)ㅤㅤancient sinner demon / high society elite.
ㅤprofessionㅤㅤbaker / soul collector.
ㅤplace of businessㅤㅤThe Velvet Crumb Bakery.
ㅤpower(s)ㅤㅤporcelain physiology, memory bloom, echo of regret, sugarcraft magic, ballroom waltz, mirror step, broken vows, floral manifestation, soul stitching, and overlord-level presence.
ㅤweakness(es)ㅤㅤThe wedding trauma, emotional magic, mirrors, heavy blunt force, extreme heat, survivor's guilt, protective nature, her sister, and her bakery.
ㅤpersonalityㅤㅤat first glance, Geneviève is the embodiment of warmth. She greets everyone with a gentle smile, remembers regular customers by name, and always insists that no one should leave her bakery hungry. She's the kind of demon who quietly slips an extra pastry into a child's bag or offers tea to someone who's clearly had a difficult day. Many mistake her kindness of innocence--until they realize she's one of the oldest sinners in hell. beneath her graceful demeanor is a woman shaped by nearly a century of grief, regret, and resilience. Geneviève carries herself with remarkable composure, rarely raising her voice or losing her temper. She believes emotions are meant to be felt, not hidden, but she also believes they should never control a person the way they once controlled her. Every day of her demonic life is an act of atonement, to a point. She is deeply sentimental, cherishes keepsakes, handwritten recipes, old photographs, pressed flowers, and antique china. to her, memories deserve to be preserved, even if they hurt. despite her sweet nature, she's incredibly perceptive. after decades in hell, she's learned to read people and their wants almost immediately. she notices trembling hands, forced smiles, lies hidden behind compliments, and the quiet desperation people try to conceal. though patient, the one thing she cannot and will not tolerate is betrayal. few have ever witnessed her truly angry, but those that have describe it as watching delicate porcelain suddenly becoming razor-sharp glass. Positive Traits: Gentle and compassionate, Elegant and refined, Patient listener, Emotionally intelligent, Loyal beyond reason, Exceptionally forgiving, Highly observant, Protective of those she loves, Creative and artistic, Calm under pressure, Thoughtful gift-giver, Hospitable and welcoming, Quietly courageous, and Surprisingly witty | Negative Traits: Carries immense survivor's guilt, Bottles up her own emotions, Can become emotionally distant when overwhelmed, Overthinks every decision, Finds it difficult to trust romantic partners, Has perfectionist tendencies, Often blames herself for things beyond her control, Avoids discussing her past, Holds herself to impossible standards, and Quietly stubborn once she's made up her mind
ㅤbiographyㅤㅤBorn on February 18th, 1901, Geneviève Celeste Moreau-DuPont was raised in a world of lace curtains, handwritten recipes, afternoon teas, and old-fashioned expectations. The daughter of a respectable French family, she was taught from a young age that elegance was a virtue and that love was something sacred--a promise two people made to one another for a lifetime. Geneviève was a gentle soul even as a child. She found comfort in small things: the smell of freshly baked bread, the sound of rain against the windows, the beauty of flowers blooming in the spring, and the warmth of people gathering around a table. While others dreamed of wealth and status, she dreamed of creating a home where everyone felt loved.
She discovered her passion for baking through her family's kitchen, eventually turning recipes passed down through generations into something uniquely her own. Baking became her language of affection. A cake was never just a cake, it was a memory, a celebration, and a way to tell someone they mattered. By her early twenties, she had become known for her delicate pastries, elegant desserts, and artistic decorations. She was admired for her kindness, grace, and ability to make even strangers feel like family. Above all else she believed in love. That belief later proved to be her greatest hope and greatest tragedy.
On June 18th, 1928, Geneviève believed she was living the happiest day of her life. Her wedding was everything she had dreamed of. The flowers had all been arranged perfectly. The guests arrived dressed in their finest clothes. The music filled the halls with something warm and airy. And her gown was made of silk, lace, and delicate embroidery. She had spent months preparing every detail. But moments before her ceremony, something felt off. Searching for her fiance, Geneviève discovered him in a private room with her younger sister, Lenore. The betrayal shattered everything she believed about love, loyalty, and family. In a moment of overwhelming grief and rage, she took a ceremonial knife meant for the wedding feast and ended both of their lies before realizing the full horror of what her emotions made her do. Lenore tried to stop her, tried to reach for her, and even tried to reminder her of the sisters they had always been. But the damage was already done. Standing in the same dress she had planned to wear while saying her vows, Geneviève looked upon the two people she had lost and finally understood what her anger had cost her. Unable to live with what she'd done, she turned the blade on herself. Three souls descended into hell on the same day. A bride, a sister, and a betrayal refusing to die.
When Geneviève first arrived in Hell, she expected punishment. She expected unfiltered hatred, or to become the monster everyone alive would believe she was. Instead, Hell gave her a reflection of the person she feared becoming. Her sinner form was transformed into something beautiful and broken--a woman made of enchanted porcelain with cracks running along her skin like the fractures within her heart. The name came quickly. "The Porcelain Widow." Demons whispered about the woman who died in a wedding gown and arrived in Hell still carrying the grief of that day. For decades, she allowed grief to define her. She believed she deserved every painful moment Hell gave her. Until Lenore found her again.
Geneviève and Lenore's reunion was not easy. There were years of anger, of silence, and years where neither sister knew whether forgiveness was possible. Eventually, Geneviève chose to forgive. Not because she'd forgotten what'd happened, but because hatred had already taken too much from her. Centuries later, she and Lenore are inseparable. The live together, work together, and laugh together. They argue like sisters do, but love each other like a family should. Most demons who meet them would never guess their history held such tragedy. They're simply known as the sweetest bakery sisters who make the best pastries in Pentagram City. But they have only a few things they ask: Never mention the wedding, nor the fiancé, and never ask what happened.
The Velvet Crumb Bakery is a bakery founded by Geneviève and Lenore. It's one of Pentagram City's oldest and most beloved establishments. The bakery specializes in: wedding cakes, French pastries, macarons, artisan breads, chocolates, rose-flavored desserts, and afternoon tea. The irony of the business isn't lost on anyone. A woman who died on her wedding day becoming Hell's most famous dessert baker? It was laughable. Geneviève, however, refuses to let her past destroy the beauty she can create. Every cake she makes is a reminder that something broken can still become something beautiful. She manages the business, designs the cakes, and creates recipes. Lenore handles the pastries, chocolates, deliveries, and keeps Geneviève from working herself into exhaustion. Their bond in the kitchen is almost supernatural. They move together without needed words, anticipating the other's actions like they've done it for centuries.
Among sinners, Geneviève is considered unusual. She's powerful enough to be an Overlord, old enough to command respect, and dangerous enough that even experienced demons know better than to fully underestimate her. Yet she refuses power in the traditional sense. She doesn't want territory, followers, or fear. She wants a quiet bakery, a cup of tea, and a chance to prove that she's much more than the single most worst moment of her living life. Many demons have often said that is more intimidating than cruelty.
Charlie Morningstar quickly became fond of Geneviève and sees her as proof that redemption is possible. To Charlie, she represents exactly what the Hazbin Hotel was created for: someone who committed an unforgivable act but has spent centuries trying to become better. Vaggie remains cautious around her, acknowledging that Geneviève's kindness is genuine but never forgetting the violence behind her history. Angel Dust frequently visits The Velvet Crumb, claiming he is just there for the food while secretly appreciating the warmth and the way Geneviève offers him affection instead of judgement. Alastor takes a particular interest in her. Their conversations often become polite battles of observation, each aware that the other is far more dangerous than they appear.
Porcelain Physiology simply means that Geneviève's body is made of enchanted porcelain rather than flesh. She doesn't bleed normally. Instead, glowing pink light escapes through the cracks that form on her body. This physiology means that she is extremely resistant to physical damage, broken limbs can be repaired, small cracks mend themselves over time, and she doesn't tire super easy. | Memory Bloom: one touch allows Geneviève to experience someone's strongest emotional memory. She cannot choose which memory appears, it's always the one carrying the greatest emotional weight. She can witness first loves, death, betrayals, childhood happiness, regrets, and fears. | Echo of Regret: Geneviève can force someone to briefly relive a moment they regret. Unlike torture, this power isn't physically painful. It's emotional. Victims experience overwhelming guilt, shame, heartbreak, or sorrow for several seconds. Powerful demons can resist it. | Sugarcraft magic: Everything she bakes contains a small enchantment. Lavender cookies calm anxiety, rose tea helps nightmares disappear temporarily, honey cakes restore stamina, macarons slightly increase luck for a few hours, wedding cakes strengthen emotion bonds between those that share it, and so on. | Ballroom Waltz: one of her strangest abilities. She can create an invisible dance. anyone caught inside must unconsciously match her movements. She can use this to avoid attacks, redirect enemies, throw opponents off balance, or gracefully control a battlefield. | Mirror step: she can travel through mirrors, this include reflective surfaces. She disappears into one reflective surface and exits another nearby. She often uses bakery display windows to move unnoticed. | Broken Vows: One of her oldest abilities. If someone knowingly betrays a promise made to her, she instantly knows. No matter where they are in Hell. She doesn't know why, only that the promise has been broken. | Floral Manifestation: she can grow white roses anywhere. The roses can create barriers, block pathways, hide weapons, produce thorn whips, and fill rooms almost instantly. If used in a battle, they'll wilt immediately after. If she uses them for decoration, she has to constantly keep them up. | Soul Stitching: Geneviève can temporarily mend damaged souls. This doesn't redeem them though. Instead, this means she can stabilize demons after emotional breakdowns, temporarily ease trauma, restore magical exhaustion, and prevent a soul from completely shattering.
Unlike many ancient Sinners, Geneviève is incredibly selective about making deals. She views souls as sacred and refuses to collect them frivolously. Her pacts are more like solemn contracts than opportunistic bargains, and every agreement comes with carefully chosen terms. She currently has only 17 souls over nearly a century. For comparison, most Overlords accumulate hundreds or even thousands. Because she values quality over quantity, each pact is exceptionally powerful. Geneviève will never make a contract involving: Children, Innocent souls, Forced agreements, Deception, or Contracts signed under duress. She believes a deal made without genuine choice has no value. She prefers contracts from those who: Seek revenge, Desire justice, Wish to protect loved ones, Want freedom from suffering, or are willing to sacrifice for something they truly believe in. Her soul contracts resemble elegant wedding invitations. Cream-colored parchment edged in lace. Signed using pink ink. Once accepted, delicate pink stitches briefly appear around the signee's ring finger before fading into the skin. Those bound to Geneviève may receive: Protection from lesser demons, Temporary emotional resilience, Enhanced persuasion or charm, Healing from non-fatal injuries, and Access to dreamwalking or shared visions with Geneviève. In return, she can call upon their aid when needed, and a fragment of their soul remains connected to her, strengthening her own power over time.









♛ㅤㅤVivienne Moreau-DuPontㅤ
mother.
alive (heaven).

♛ㅤㅤmuse nameㅤ
love interest.
Asmodeus is fascinated by Geneviève because she represents something he rarely sees: love without possession, desire without selfishness, and affection without performance. At first, he finds her almost painfully old-fashioned, but over time he grows to admire the sincerity behind her softness. He sees her as someone who had every reason to become bitter but chose tenderness instead. Her ability to create beauty after experiencing the ugliest parts of love intrigues him. To Asmodeus, Geneviève is not fragile porcelain—she is porcelain that survived being shattered and chose to remain beautiful. He is protective of her, especially when others reduce her to the tragedy of her death rather than the person she became afterward.

♛ㅤㅤHenri Moreuㅤ
father.
deceased (hell).

♛ㅤㅤmuse nameㅤ
love interest.
Verosika understands Geneviève in a way few others do. Beneath Verosika's confidence and glamour is someone who knows what it feels like to be hurt by someone you trusted, and she recognizes that same wound in Geneviève. She admires that Geneviève does not let betrayal define her. While Verosika may initially tease her for being too polite, too forgiving, and too willing to see the good in others, she secretly respects that strength. Geneviève gives Verosika a sense of comfort—someone who doesn't want anything from her except honesty. In return, Verosika brings out Geneviève's more playful side, reminding her that she is allowed to enjoy life instead of constantly atoning for the past.

♛ㅤㅤLenore Moreuㅤ
sister.
alive (hell).

♛ㅤㅤmuse nameㅤ
love interest.
Zestial views Geneviève with a level of respect usually reserved for very few souls. Having existed for centuries himself, he understands the weight of carrying memories longer than any living person should. He does not judge her solely by her worst moment; instead, he sees the centuries she spent trying to become someone better. He appreciates her patience, her manners, and her old-world elegance. The two share an understanding of quiet moments, tradition, and the importance of remembering the past without allowing it to consume the present. Where others see her tragedy, Zestial sees her resilience. He is one of the few who understands that forgiveness does not erase guilt—it simply allows someone to continue living with it.

♛ㅤㅤMachiㅤ
pet.
matcha tea given form in the form of a caterpillar-shaped cat.

♛ㅤㅤmuse nameㅤ
love interest.
Alastor's interest in Geneviève comes from the fact that she is a contradiction he cannot easily categorize. She is kind but dangerous. Gentle but powerful. Forgiving but not naïve. Warm but carrying centuries of darkness. He recognizes immediately that her sweetness is not weakness—it is a choice. That fascinates him. Alastor respects her intelligence, emotional restraint, and ability to command a room without demanding attention. He enjoys their conversations because Geneviève is one of the few people who can see through his charm and theatrics without fear. While he may never openly admit affection, he finds her presence strangely comforting. She reminds him of an era he understands, yet she possesses a softness he never allowed himself..