#Parker Gardner

[quillsinkwell]

I drew my ocs during the psat breaks today :]

Shelly and Parker Gardner

[zed-sabre]

soooooo i've been playing around with the idea of making stickers

but stickers specifically for my interests that never get merch ever

[wxth3r1ngflxw3r]

You guys ever have a piece of media or a certain character you love so much that every single time you hear it mentioned or even think about it you just want to bite your fist and scream?

[myevon]

Tiana Parker photographed by Myesha Evon Gardner 2021

[gotmeontheropes]

© Earl Gardner

[ms-cornucopia]

Suzy Parker and Gardner Mckay, 1956

📸 by Richard Avedon.

[werezmastarbucks]

tell her dad i'm sorry

masterlist

word count: 2169

author's note: this work scratches my brain just the right way. i had to do it.

The neighborhood where people disappeared. Where cars crashed and people screamed in basements. On the outside it looked very banal, painful, even. The houses all adhered to a city standard of decorative building rulebook. The Parker house was white, the house next to them, where a lawyer lived with her husband, was light blue. White, blue and cream beige were the allowed colors. Sam took his bike to school every day. School wasn’t far away, it took him fourteen minutes to get there if the light was green at the turn of the street and then on the crossroad. School was fine, it could not cope with him, but it was fine. People had red lockers, and Sam didn’t like that. Otherwise it was alright. Some kids tried bullying him when he went to the middle school, and he slashed their arms with his paper knife. Sam could not fathom how attacking him was okay, but him reciprocating the invitation to a fight ended up in screaming. Dad told him after this that he was disappointed. Sometimes Sam wished their parents just magically disappeared, and now they had, and he finally saw the error in his desire. He could not stand uncertainty. He needed to know where they are and the timing of their return. Without this data, his peace was constantly shifted and wobbly, like Kai’s skateboard when he rolled down the hill at the golden hour. Tyler told them that when the board starts wobbling, you just gotta ride through it. You have to push through the fear of falling and keep your balance. He was trying to do the same. The world wobbled like water matrass and Sam was trying to push through long enough to get his clarity.

He submitted his thorough report on the vampire op in Philippines. In was a fascinating read and a very fun project to work on. The day at school went well, like the most days. Sam wore his noise cancelling headphones to shun at least 65% of the noise surrounding him. Teenagers are very loud, but, surprisingly, his home is louder.

As he biked back, the sky looked a little dim and unhappy, and he feared in might rain. Would be a shame if the bad weather snapped the record of brilliant days so far.

He had to stay after classes because he wanted to study some other US military operations at the library. They had a PC he could work on, and the library was the quietest place. It was more comfortable to work there than at home. But the evening came, and he had to get going. So, he was biking, and the sky was gloomy, and he couldn’t see the brilliant deep blue of a May evening, but instead, the street lights went on earlier. It almost fell like August for some reason. The air was comfortably warm, and the asphalt was flat and smooth under his wheels. That was the only sound he enjoyed: the shhhh of the road when he rode anywhere. The words: road and rode, together.

He saw their house from the end of the street and let the bike roll by itself. The road here was just slightly tilted, so it must be so satisfying for Tyler to roll down on his board. The evening was comfortable. While he rode, the skies cleared a little, and faint light from above was making the street look like school theatre scenery. The trees were surely made of papier-mâché, and if he fell on the ground, he would taste the wood and not the bitter gravel.

He left the bicycle on the porch at the dedicated spot, as usual, and entered the house. The light was on in the living room, and Tyler sat on the couch, with Ruby Summers on the floor, sitting at his feet, happy. Her eyes were always like that when she looked at his brother: a little moist, and she squinted them. Sam guessed it was called eye smile. There was a hair tie on her wrist instead of a bracelet. Tyler had one like this, too, but a tattoo. Sam scratched his own old scar and greeted them.

“How was your project?” Tyler asked. Ruby did look like Anne-J. Tyler was lying, either to them, or to himself.

“Got a good mark, but I feel like they didn’t listen to me properly. Maybe I can read it again later, when we have student-teacher switch day”.

“What was your report about?” Ruby asked. Sam went into the bathroom first, and washed his hands, and then returned. He noticed that he forgot his backpack on the stool at the table, but he had already washed his hands. So, he tried to lift it up with his pinky finger. Ruby seemingly let go of her question.

They were playing cards. Tyler was sitting on his leg, and Ruby stretched her neck to see what he laid down in front of her.

“Where’s Kai?” he asked.

“He is in the back, fixing the shed. The door fell off”, Tyler said.

He went upstairs, thinking whether he should do his homework, which was very easy and boring, or play on his computer. It’s been a week after the accident. All was quiet. Not even police visited. It felt like people had very short memory. No one came for them with bats and handcuffs, and, best of all, Tyler stopped having migraines at all. He was still very unhappy though.

Sam put his backpack away and pulled a wet paper towel from the box on his desk, to rub his hands again, after he touched the outside object. As he was sitting himself down at the desk, he suddenly remembered that Ruby had asked him a question.

His life was hard. Thousands of tiny pieces of information and chores constantly assaulted him from all directions. And he only ran around, trying to catch them all and organize, only for them to get shattered again.

As he was coming downstairs, proud at the prospect of telling her everything about the vampire op, he heard a yelp. Sam entered the living room only to see Ruby scrambling from the floor, and Tyler standing above her. No, not Tyler. The blurryface was there again. Whatever she said to him, it provoked it. Ruby started screaming as the blurryface, operating Tyler’s body, bowed towards her, clutching her shoulders.

“What should I do?” Sam asked. “This is honestly the last drop”.

All his anxiety sprung back to life. Seeing this screaming girl wiggling on the carpet. She was yelling so loudly that neighbors could hear, and then they would have trouble. He couldn’t even hear his own words, that’s how loud she was.

Finally, Ruby kicked Tyler in the sheen, and he stepped back, so unbothered, unalive, that he resembled a ghost. She immediately stood up and turned around, her eyes huge like two strawberries. Her fair hair disheveled. She saw Sam with a knife in his hand, and the expression of hope on her face changed back to horror. A door slammed somewhere in the back: Kai heard her. Ruby raced back towards the entrance and swung it open, and ran.

The blurryface stood there, like a machine that suddenly went blind without a guiding focus. His presence was unnerving. The blur that was in the place of the face was constantly moving, and the sudden flashes inside made Tyler’s arms shake. Samson ran out of the house, blind with fear, and jumped on his bike. She was running down the street, screaming for her mom. Sam rode out into the road and started killing the distance between them. She was running, her pink Converse shoes unlaced, her glimmering hair swinging from side to side. Sam tilted forwards as he reached her, and spun the pedals once again, making a sharp jump. The front wheel and the handlebar pushed Ruby in the back. There was a responsive yell not far away: her mother heard her. Sam got off his bike and took her by the arm.

“You can’t be released, now the cat’s out of the bag”.

He swung his hand and stabbed her.

Kai was about to leave the house but he saw the state Tyler was in and stopped. The screaming stopped, as well. He approached the thing slowly, curiosity bubbling inside of him.

“You again? Swallowed anybody?”

“summer.”

“Yeah, her. What do I gotta do to make you talk?”

The blurryface turned towards him and hummed. It was a hum of the time moving. Of the mountain growing.

“I can rewrite the reality. You’re too mortal”, the hollow voice said. At least it articulated. Kai stepped on the cards spread out on the carpet.

“You don’t know the first thing about me, buddy”.

The blurryface touched him.

“Still. Too mortal”.

Kai frowned. Anger was loud in his ears. He lifted his finger at the chthonic monster possessing his brother’s body.

“Stay here. I gotta clean up after you two again”.

The blurryface remained standing there like he was loading when the eldest raced out of the living room.

He saw Ruby’s mom, the bitch Summers, from afar. She was trying to beat the crap out of Sam, and screaming hysterically. This was getting out of hand. The neighbors were now outside, and the light went on in several windows. Kai sniffed through his nose, and all the streetlights exploded, and the street went dead dark, and the crushed glass rained down on her head, making her yell even louder. Kai jumped towards them and pulled the knife out of Sam’s hand. Without aiming, he struck, and managed to get her right under the chin. Warm blood dripped down his knuckles. He nearly stumbled upon Ruby’s body. What a shame, he was hoping to nail her before Tyler eventually fucks everything up. She was nothing like Anne-J, she was more joyful. She had something cathartic going on. Now she was dead.

Samson was spitting out blood, or something else, he had no idea.

“How did you make it so dark?” he asked.

“I am very pissed, Samson”, Kai warned him. “Take your bike and go home”.

“Do you need help with the bodies though?”

He looked around. It was dark. Only the faint light of night, and some uneven glow of the windows. They didn’t have time to see anything, and now all suddenly got the urge to go inside and turn on their TVs.

“Well, if you can do it quietly”.

“It’s not like I was screaming”.

“You were, you just didn’t notice”.

Sam grabbed his own head.

“Oh no! Am I going crazy?”

Kai let go of Mrs Summers’ legs for a second.

“You’re already crazy, you know that? None of us is sane”.

“I just have ASPD, this doesn’t mean I am not in my right mind”.

“Sammy, you have blackouts".

Sam bit his lip. The realization, like a bloodstain slowly becoming even on a white shirt, crept into his clever but electronic-like mind. He gazed at the knife, calculating. Blackouts. Just like now.

"Where are our parents, Kai?"

"In the freezer in the basement".

He groaned a little, and then stood straight, looking at the two Summers, also calculating, but in other matters. Calculating the mass of a dead girl and her mother. Calculating the weight of death. In spite of all physical logic, dead bodies always seemed heavier to him.

“Oh, that’s why there is so much soda now! But why would I kill mom and dad?”

Kai was already puffing a little. He looked at his youngest in disbelief.

“You gonna stand here and yap or what?”

“I need answers, Kai”.

They listened to the street for a little bit.

“They knew I was the one killing annoying people around. They wanted to rat me out. You had such a fit of rage that you blacked out after. Why do you two keep fainting?”

Finally Sam grabbed Ruby and lifted her body.

“Ah, she’s a little heavy”.

“Hold on, I’ll help”.

Tyler ran out into the street, feeling the sweat rolling down his face. The blurry went away again, after it whispered into his ear canal the things he could not articulate with his mouth. But things he understood and remembered. He stopped abruptly upon seeing his brothers fidget with the Summers.

“Which one of you did it?” he asked, out of breath. The black was sliding down his neck. He felt everything very clearly, as fresh as a newborn. Including anger.

“It was team work”.

“Technically, it was more of a chain of events…”

“Cluster. Come help, Tyler. Why is she so heavy? Christ, she weighs, like, a ton. Or I am just exhausted after the spell…”

These things were now moving in front of Tyler’s face like movie scenes. The quiet street pretending to ignore two grizzly murders in one minute. Kai speaking out loud about the fact the he does insidious, silent magic. Sam’s face covered in blood. Blurryface told him that this was just the beginning. That none of this was real. That either all of them, or only one, on fact, was real. He looked at his brothers, both of whom he nearly despised, but got used to. Their irks, their habits, their murders. Only one of them three was real. And he got to decide

which

one

he wanted to be.

[amymarchapologist03]

im so sorry, but that’s actually MY little guy! no it’s totally ok, i get it. but you see, no one understands them like i do.

[bigangrybutch]

I fucking love this meme so I drew it with all of Dyke Spit lmao

Don't ask about Nolan it felt right

(From top left to bottom right)

Max Parker

Nolan Jones

Quinn Davies

Wisteria Gardner

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[sesiondemadrugada]

The Atrocity Exhibition (Jonathan Weiss, 1998).

[quillsinkwell]

some rambles about Susie

when she was a kid she struggled to connect with people, considering the fact that she was autistic and loveless.

it's why she got so attached to Cam, Lizzy, Shelly, and Parker. they just. got her like no one else did.

but then the incident happened, and all of sudden, nearly all of her friends left town, and the one who did went out of his way to avoid her (Parker)

and as her ptsd and aspd formed, she just disconnected more and more from people.

her parents didn't care, they just ignored her

all of her classmates saw her as the weird kid

all she had was her brother Philip, and he got more distant as she got older.

eventually she told herself, 'screw them'

she doesn't know why she doesn't like the stupid things everyone else does? well they're a bunch of idiots, shes just smarter than them

her parents ignore her? they just know she's better then them, and they don't wanna acknowledge it

she just kept telling herself that she didn't *need* friends, she was better than all of those idiots

sure, people say she's a smug bitch, but at least she's not an idiot like the rest of them

so what if she feels empty inside? so what if she wishes someone would be nice to her just once? so what if she wishes her parents would acknowledge her? so what if she wishes the nightmares would stop? so what if she thinks she went too far? so what if she wishes being touched didn't make her want to die?

so what if sometimes she wishes she was normal?

no one cares. and that includes her.

she wants support so badly but she's either ignored or she pushes people away out of bitterness

its like-

she wants friends so much, but she's convinced that she's not worth befriending, and that's why no one likes her.

if the world hates her, she might as well hate the world

why bother getting better when no one cares?

so when she gets stuck on an island with her childhood friends? one of which ignored her while she spiraled? the other who keeps talking about 'teamwork' and 'reconnecting'?

she. does not take it well

ok so I've gotta explain the story structure of five nights for a sec.

each night represents a character and how easy Shelly can connect to them, the last night being Shelly herself. Susanna is the fourth night

she's the hardest in the group to connect with everybody

that's why the lesson of her night is so important.

her night shows how lonely she is, how the trauma of the past has been weighing her down this whole time, how she feels stranded and worthless.

in her night, the others treat her with kindness and *respect*

Parker apologizes for ignoring her when she needed a friend

Cameron apologizes for assuming she meant harm to the group

Elizabeth apologizes for treating her like a bully

and Shelly apologizes for trying to force positivity on her

they all apologize to her, but it all depends on her to end this night.

she finally has the support system she needs, she now needs to climb out the literal and figurative hole she's in.

her lesson shows that you can only recover from your trauma if you show kindness to yourself, and hating unnecessarily will only weigh you down

I just. god.

Susanna is easily the character I projected the hardest onto.

[zed-sabre]

STICKERS FOR SALE

My first attempt at printing sticker sheets! I wanted to be able to make merch for fandoms I like that usually don't get a lot of goodies. Of course this means I didn't print very many, but they're for sale if you want them!

Since I don't have an online shop, I have a google form instead for orders. Thanks!

[bluejaysandblackbats]

New writing system

Fever Pitch : After washing up on the shore of an island, Jason and Grant are forced to work together to find the home of a missing child and shut down the resurgence of an old drug-turned-weapon called Fever. (Progress: 4 Chapters)

Bloody Valentines : Vampire slasher AU set in the 90s! (Progress : 6 Chapters)

Central City Lemonade Stand : Teeny Tiny Thad spends the summer with Grandpa Barry and Grandma Iris. (Progress: 3 Chapters)

Sweet Honey Bee : Bart tries to uncover the seemingly sinister deeds going on at the campus while visiting Thad's art school. (Progress: 2 Chapters)

Phantom Grin : Bruce Wayne visits his son's grave on the night of his resurrection. Will it change Jason's fate, or is it all simply inevitable? (Progress: 13 Chapters)

Midnight Swan : Jason doesn't die in the explosion in this AU, BUT he does team up with Kate Kane in this. (I started writing this in June of 2020 and I'm just now getting to proofreading what I've written). (Progress: 5 Chapters)

Five Stages of Mamma Mia : AU where Catherine Johnson (AKA Catherine Todd) is Jason's bio mom and Jason doesn't know who his father is. He engages in adventures while getting to know the men that could possibly be his biological father. I'm literally about to traumatize Jason within an inch of his life (literally) in the process. (Progress: 19 Chapters)

Frozen in Time : Booster Gold and Rani's daddy-daughter weekend does not go as planned. (Progress: 2 Chapters)

Oracle of Jersey : Barbara Gordon runs a podcast that results in six teenagers standing over a dead body. (Progress: 1 Chapter)

[donnatroyprincessofthemyscira]

Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

[moviesandmania]

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