#bright colors HATE her /j

[warframeinfested]

Supernova is unfortunately no more..

But, a new name replaced her!

Meet Nebulae!

She may look very scary and intimidating but trust me, she still acts the very same. More calm and collected at first, but becomes the ever enthusiast, teasing space gal you all knew and loved once you get close enough.

If you can, feel free to guess who her fit is based off of~ (it can be two characters in the game >3o)

[duachai]

HANA, DUL, SET : 001 - PARK SUNGHOON

PAIRING : PARK SUNGHOON X MALE READER

SYNOPSIS : After a match and some banter, a party becomes the setting for a darker plot against M/n, fueled by jealousy from his own team. Sunghoon, Enha's captain, initially reluctant, steps in to protect M/n from a dangerous situation, leading to an unexpected moment of connection between the two amidst the rivalry.

CONTENT WARNING : This writing contains explicit sexual content and mature themes.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : Let me know what you guys think of this chapter! Have a good day loves 🥺❤

LINKS : Book Link | Wattpad | Kofi

The bus stop was a battleground for the Enha and Fifty-forty volleyball teams, though it seemed the conflict was more about claiming over the street than any real animosity. The two schools, only a short distance apart, could have easily shared the cramped space and the same bus, but instead, they faced off across the street, each side glaring at the other.

On one side stood the Enha students in their black and red uniforms; on the other, the Fifty-forty students in their bright yellow and white. In the middle of this colorful divide, two students sat close together on the sidewalk, a contrast to the tension around them. Kim Sunoo, in his Enha black, leaned his head on Shin M/n's shoulder, who wore the Fifty-forty yellow.

They were the bestfriends despite their schools' rivalry, and of course, everyone hated that. Always going out, studying together, and even leaving matches together after the Fifty-forty team absolutely decimates the Enhas. Sunoo didn't seem to care though. He claims to just be playing for fun but everyone knows he only joined so he could see M/n sweaty up close.

Sunoo was the Enha team's middle blocker, and had a knack for making the least glamorous position look effortless. His sister, however, was not a fan of his mingling with the Fifty-forty crowd, especially after the last night's game.

"Yah, Kim Sunoo!" His sister's voice cut through the tension. Sunoo lifted his head with a start, and M/n's eyes flashed with a brief, he swore he saw a flash of disgust in her coffee-brown eyes.

Turning to M/n with an apologetic pout, Sunoo said, "Sorry, she's got this thing about us hanging around Fifty-forty after... well, last night."

M/n chuckled, placing a comforting hand on Sunoo's thigh. "Don't worry about it. I'll see you tonight at the party."

With a reassuring smile, Sunoo headed towards his sister, who quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him away. M/n dusted off his slacks, exchanging a grin with Wonbin, who had approached.

"I don't get why you hang out with him. Are you pinning him or something?" Wonbin asked, curiosity piqued.

M/n shook his head, a playful smile on his lips. "Oh no, Wonbin. My pin is already stuck deep into someone else." He nodded toward Park Sunghoon, who stood across the street, glaring back with a brooding expression

🏐

The bus ride to the schools was chaotic. Some students had to push up together in the seats and there was endless bickering. One of these days a full blown out brawl is going to happen.

Sunghoon, perched atop a cafeteria table, stared at his phone, figuring out the best way he could tell his teammate they were no longer a team.

caphoon.

We need to have a serious convo. Meeting in 5

noonoo.

Be there soon!

heeso.

Gimme 10, gotta do something first

caphoon.

This is important

heeso.

I get that but I can't be there right this moment, Sung

caphoon.

Wth is more important?

j.

def just saw him and Jake walk in the bathroom together lol

nik.

yucky

New notification from munchsshin

Sunghoon scoffed out loud. What was M/n doing texting him? Plotting? Probably. No matter how disgusted Sunghoon felt even just having M/n's name atop his home screen, he pressed the notification anyways.

munchsshin

What are you doing tonight?

caphoon

Wrong number, jerk

Sunghoon thought that maybe M/n meant to send that to one of his bros. There's no way he'd ask him that.

munchsshin

Aww, I like it when you're mad at me

And not wrong number

caphoon.

When I have I ever not been?

munchsshin

Exactly

Anyways

Sunoo was meant to give you guys the flyer for tonight, but he left it with me

caphoon

Flyer?

munchsshin

Yeah

The mixer?

caphoon

Wth mixer?

munchsshin

You don't have to be embarrassed

Fifty-forty is here to help with anything you need

.... Anything

caphoon

We don't need your help, thanks

munchsshin

This says you do

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"Fuck," Sunghoon groaned.

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Sunghoon shuffled his foot over a rock, his cherry-colored lips pressed into a pout. He'd been standing outside the event house for a few minutes now, mentally bracing himself.

Parties weren't his scene, especially not a Fifty-Forty party. He'd heard about these events: the PTA's presence for the first hour, then their departure to lounge on graham crackers and pizza. Twenty minutes later, the real party began.

That's when the booze flowed, drugs made their rounds, and girls were whisked away upstairs by guys who wanted to hump on the gross, deteriorating couches.

Sunghoon wanted nothing to do with any of that, but he'd promised his team he'd do whatever it took to keep them together. So, he swallowed his discomfort and decided to brave it for the Enha team tonight.

He kicked his "purity rock" aside and approached the event house doors, where a few people lounged on the banister. Taking a deep breath—one, two, three—he walked inside.

The moment he entered, his senses were overwhelmed. The air was thick with the stench of cologne and the sound of pop music marred by bleeped-out curse words. With every step, someone shouted his name or patted him on the back.

Stay cool, stay cool, he chanted in his head, forcing himself to relax as he responded with nods and brief greetings.

Navigating through the crowd, he made his way to the main ballroom, scanning for someone who wouldn't demand more than a quick hello. Then he saw him: Shin M/n, back up to the wall as he jutted out in laughter.

He was talking to two Enha students—Heesung and Jake, the team's outside hitter and setter, respectively. They were also the only openly gay couple in the sports department, and they didn't shy away from flaunting it.

Heesung had his arm around Jake's waist, while Jake rested his head on Heesung's chest. They seemed to be in their own world, oblivious to the chaos around them.

"Hey," Sunghoon greeted as he approached. The two turned, and Jake's smile was blinding.

"Oh, look at the captain showing up to a party," Heesung said cheerfully, playfully nudging Sunghoon's arm.

"Knock it off," Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

Heesung's grin remained. "I'm proud of you," he teased.

"Oh, it's the big bad Park Sunghoon," M/n's voice cut through, and Sunghoon recognized him immediately. He suppressed a scowl as he turned to see M/n standing next to him, holding a red Dixie cup filled with something stronger than just Minute Maid.

Sunghoon raised an eyebrow. "Are you drunk?"

"He's been trashed ever since we found him in the hallway," Jake said, frowning. Jake's frown was rare, so it was clear this was serious.

"Aww, don't say that," M/n whined as if Jake's concern was a secret.

Sunghoon's frown deepened. "What do you mean, 'found him' in the hallway?"

Heesung's voice took on a somber tone. "We found him upstairs, stumbling and mumbling. We're not sure exactly what he was saying, but he's clearly wasted."

Sunghoon's eyebrows knitted together. M/n was usually so composed. "How much has he had?"

Heesung shrugged. "He's downed, like, four of those things over there."

"Five!" M/n interrupted loudly.

Sunghoon studied M/n, trying to gauge his state. He'd never seen him out of it like this before.

"We thought we should stay with him before he does something stupid," Jake said. Heesung nodded, his concern evident.

Sunghoon glanced at the nearby Fifty-Forty group. "Where's his team? They wouldn't just let him get this drunk."

"They're over there," Heesung said, pointing to the Fifty-Forty students by the bar. "But they're the ones giving him the drinks."

"What? Intentionally?"

Jake and Heesung both nodded. "We tried asking, but they kept dodging. Just saying, 'He's a big boy. He can handle it.'"

Sunghoon's mind raced. Fifty-Forty was notorious for their partying, but this level of intoxication was unusual for M/n.

"Hey, do you think—" Heesung began, his eyes fixed on the Fifty-Forty students, who seemed to be watching M/n. Sunghoon followed his gaze. The Fifty-Forty students were indeed watching them. An uneasy feeling settled in his stomach.

"Can I talk to you for a moment? Alone?" Heesung's tone was off, suggesting something was bothering him. Sunghoon nodded, leading him to a quieter corner as he left M/n to Jake. As they walked away, he could feel the weight of the Fifty-Forty students' stares on them.

In the secluded corner, Heesung's usual carefree demeanor had vanished, replaced by a deep, concerned frown. His eyes were grave, and the tension in the air was palpable.

"Okay, what's going on?" Sunghoon asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned in closer.

"They're plotting against him, Sunghoon. Fifty-Forty hates Shin M/n," Heesung said, his tone heavy with urgency.

Sunghoon's head snapped up. "What do you mean?"

"He's the son of the team's coach," Heesung explained. "Coach Shin is M/n's father."

"Coach Shin?" Sunghoon asked in disbelief, struggling to process the information.

Heesung nodded. "Yeah. And they're planning something tonight. They're aiming to take him upstairs."

Sunghoon's shock was evident. "I don't understand. If Coach Shin is his dad, why do his teammates hate him so much?"

Heesung's expression grew more somber. "They think M/n's getting special treatment because of his father. They're jealous and resentful, and I think they feel immense pressure from Coach Shin."

Sunghoon's mind raced, trying to piece together the implications. "So, they plan to do this while he's drunk?"

Heesung hesitated before nodding. "Yes. They want him incapacitated so he can't defend himself."

Sunghoon's anger surged, his fists clenching tightly in a protective reflex. He felt a burning need to act.

"This isn't right, we can't sit here and watch. Let's try... plan XO."

Heesung's eyes widened slightly. "Plan XO? Are you sure?"

Sunghoon's resolve hardened. "I may not like him, but I can't sit and watch him be roofied like this."

Plan XO was an evacuation plan the Enha team had devised back in their freshman year. Despite its ridiculous name, it was a well-thought-out escape strategy involving a diversion, a tactical conflict, and a smooth exit. Now, it seemed like the only way to protect M/n from the dangerous situation brewing around them.

Sunghoon and Heesung quickly made their way back to the main room, where Sunghoon's mind was racing through the steps of Plan XO. He spotted Jake and signaled him to follow. Jake's eyes were wide with understanding as he fell in step behind Sunghoon and Heesung.

"We need to get M/n out of here," Sunghoon said urgently. "Jake, you and Heesung create a distraction. I'll handle M/n."

Jake nodded. "Got it."

As Jake and Heesung began to stir up a commotion by getting onto some tables and expressing their undying love for each other, Sunghoon turned his focus back to M/n, who was still leaning against the wall with a bemused look. Sunghoon approached him, trying to keep his voice calm and reassuring.

"M/n, we need to get you out of here. You're not safe."

M/n blinked, clearly confused. "Why? What's happening?"

"No time to explain," Sunghoon said, grabbing M/n's arm gently but firmly. "Just trust me."

He guided M/n through the crowd, carefully avoiding the gaze of the Fifty-Forty students who were now fully engaged in the distraction Jake and Heesung had orchestrated. They weaved through the crowd, and Sunghoon's heart pounded with both fear and determination.

Finally, they reached the back door, which led to a dimly lit alley behind the event house. Sunghoon pushed it open and ushered M/n outside. The cool night air was a sharp contrast to the stifling heat of the party inside.

M/n leaned against the wall, swaying slightly. "I don't understand. Why are we outside?"

Sunghoon looked around to ensure they weren't being followed. Satisfied, he turned back to M/n. "You were in danger. I don't know the full details, but it's clear your teammates were planning something tonight."

M/n's eyes softened with gratitude. "Thank you for getting me out. I knew...something was wrong."

Sunghoon took a deep breath, his own anxiety slowly ebbing away. "It's not safe to stay here. We should get you somewhere secure."

M/n nodded, but there was a lingering sadness in his eyes. "I don't know what to say. This is all so overwhelming."

Sunghoon's gaze softened as he stepped closer. He reached out, gently placing his hands on M/n's shoulders. "You don't have to say anything. Just know that you're safe."

For a moment, their eyes locked, and Sunghoon saw a flicker of something in M/n's gaze—a mixture of relief and vulnerability. Without thinking, he gently pulled M/n into a hug. M/n tensed for a second, then relaxed, resting his head on Sunghoon's shoulder.

They stood there in the quiet alley, surrounded by the faint sounds of the distant party and the gentle hum of the city. Sunghoon could feel M/n's heartbeat against his chest, and he realized just how much this moment meant to both of them.

When they finally pulled away, M/n looked up at Sunghoon with a small, grateful smile. "I didn't expect that..."

Sunghoon's heart skipped a beat. "Neither did I. But it was nice... I guess."

They shared a moment of silence, just looking at each other. It was as if the noise and chaos of the party had faded away, leaving them in a cocoon of their own.

It was safe. For now.

[jinxposting]

Jason Todd x Jinx! reader Chapter 5

Your Robin

"Batman and Jinx."

"Jinx and Batman."

"We'll work on it."

That was the last time you'd seen Robin. It's been roughly two years since then. It was a mystery amongst vigilantes and villains alike. One day Batman has his sidekick, the next they both go missing for months. When the Bat did resurface it was alone. Until now.

Your heart soared seeing the familiar color palette of the Bird. Only for it to sink when you came face to face with a stranger. Mask or no it didn't take a genius to notice the obvious differences in boys. This one was much smaller. Shorter, thinner, and relied more on redirecting than raw strength. Your Robin was tall, built, and liked to punch his problems.

Though props to the Bat, they appeared to be roughly the same age. Or rather what age your Robin should be, assuming he isn't dead. You frowned at the thought. No. He wasn't allowed to die. He has to become the new Batman like you planned.

This Robin wasn't as fun to banter with either. He lacked the dry sarcasm you were accustomed to. This one was too bright eyed.

You sat next to a gargoyle, overlooking the city. You sighed. "Where are you, Boy Wonder?"

"Aw, you missed me?"

"Not you, replacement." You didn't have to turn around to know he felt insulted by the term.

You weren't sure of the particulars when it came to Batman and his sidekicks but you were nothing if not loyal.

"You gonna come quietly or do we have to do this the hard way?"

From the corner of your eye you saw the boy brandish a bo staff. Another reason to dislike him. This one didn't even get his hands dirty.

"Please. As if you could catch me."

You'd taken Robin's - your Robin - words to heart. You'd been practicing your hand to hand combat these past few years. More importantly, you've been honing your skills.

You clicked the button of your remote trigger. Several colorful smoke bombs bursted to life around you. By the time Robin cleared the smoke from his vision you were gone. You had no reason to linger here. He's no fun.

You sat, tinkering away, at your workbench. Bomb after bomb, always decorated in colorful scribbles. This one resembles a bird. Didn't take a psychologist to figure out you'd grown attached to the masked boy. Didn't stop her from pointing it out though.

"You still mopin' around in here?"

Harley skipped into your room, bells jingling. She came to a quiet stop at your desk. You looked up with a sullen face.

"Come on, little J. Don't gimme those puppy dog eyes." She sat down next to you. "I know you miss your playmate but you'll find someone new to explode in no time!"

"But he's my rival. The Batman to my Joker."

"I hate seein' you so down... Tell ya what, why don't we have a girls night? Just you and me." Her grin grew wider. "We can hit the town! Try out those new glitter bombs you been workin' on?"

You gave a melancholic smile.

"That's the spirit!"

You spent that night covered in stolen jewelry and sparkles. One of your most fond memories. Harley had a more understanding side to her than Joker. A gentler one. You admired her for that.

You eventually did move on from your Robin blues. Of course you still miss him, but you knew it was out of your control. You still didn't take to the new Boy Wonder. Batman himself grew on you however. You talked, he pretended to ignore you, but given he always answered your questions of lesser importance you knew he was listening.

You'd also become better acquainted with your fellow villains. You especially like Selina - Catwoman - she always gave the shiniest gifts. Bane was cool too. For someone so roided up he made for a decent conversationalist.

Riddler could drop dead.

Man thinks he's funny. He's not.

You'd also made a name for yourself. People knew that with the name Jinx came explosions and spray paint. Legally you were labeled a terrorist. You blow up one banking building and accidentally erase thousands of credit card debts and SUDDENLY you're an activist. Not your goal but a happy coincidence nevertheless.

Joker was certainly pleased. You were a harbinger of destruction and chaos after all. You and your dysfunctional, mad family were on top of the world.

But even still, between everything at home being good (or at least what you're used to) and being one of the most notorious figures in Gotham you still felt something was missing. You knew what it was. Who it was. The only friend you'd ever had. You missed Robin. Your Robin.

Little did you know far from where you sat in Gotham, half way across the world, a certain boy laid in a vat of green waters. Ready to be reborn.

[toxictigertonic]

ive tried to request and then immediately talked myself out of it 3 times now bc i get so nervous about asking off anon 😭 uhh can i get the prime assets dressing up :3c or like their clothing habits/preferences

Dressing them up like barbie dolls. I should do one of those dress up memes for them and draw them in stupid outfits. I'm putting Coyle in a skirt.

COYLE

- This man would wear leather 90% of the time, including leather pants. He takes wonderful care of his leather as well, makes sure to condition it as often as needed to keep it beautiful. If you see him sniffing his leather jacket, ignore it.

- It does not matter that he's sweating to death in said leather, he's not taking it off. He can't let you see his shirt with puppies on it underneath /j

- Prefers his clothing rather tight, super loose fitting clothing feels like it gets in the way. He likes the feeling of the wires wrapped around him for that reason.

- Would commit denim on denim crimes. Denim jeans, denim jacket, denim boots (referred to as doots by futterman). He does this to piss people off.

- Despises too much color in an outfit. Bright and colorful disgusts him, he's wearing neutrals and only neutrals.

- Would let a reagent decorate his beard with bows if he was promised pistachios. This is only if the pistachios are in his hands while they decorate.

- You'd think he'd wear heeled boots to make himself seem taller, but you'd be wrong! He's got the insoles that make him taller instead :)

- I think you could convince him to wear a rodeo cowboy outfit. Tassels and all that. You'd tell him he looks cool and he'd believe you.

- Cargo short dad vibes. Each pocket is full of cigarettes and/or pistachios. He doesn't care about the fashion he likes the utility. Takes him a good 5 minutes to get anything out of a pocket though.

- Wore fingerless gloves when he was younger bc he thought they made him look cooler. He'd try them on again and Franco would bully him relentlessly for trying to act younger than he is. He's crying in his room afterward.

MOTHER GOOSEBERRY

- She'd be the English teacher with a collection of fun skirts. Cute patterns, silly patterns, gaudy patterns, you name it, she's wearing it. Futterman says she looks like a rainbow threw up on her.

- She'd also love bold earring choices. Big earrings that make you double-take to make sure you saw them right, earrings that light up, anything with frills. She's a lover of the bold, partially because the children love her crazy styles.

- She'd play around with different lipstick colors if she had access to them. A nice purple lip would make her happy. If Futterman didn't call her a whore for wearing it.

- Futterman would also call her a whore if she tried to wear a shorter skirt, but she'd still tried to get away with it. Not super short, mind you, she's got an image to keep up for the children, but maybe something a little below the knees?

- If a reagent offered to do her hair, like put little accessories in it and detangle it, she'd cry. She wants to feel feminine and she wants to feel pretty, and a pretty bow might help her with that.

- She'd love to wear a petticoat under her skirts, the extra poof would make her feel fun. That's if Futterman didn't find a way to make a fat joke about it.

- Futterman himself would have a collection of very dapper bow ties. Polka-dots and stripes and maybe even little stars, and a variety of colors. He feels fancy when she changes them out for him.

- He'd hate it, but I think Phyllis would have a variety of little hats for him. I wanna see him in one of those little propeller hats. Spin it and she takes off of the ground.

- If it were modern times I could absolutely see her wearing a giant t-shirt with something like a kitten or a puppy on it. Maybe even tie-dye. She'd be a big t-shirt enjoyer is the main idea here.

- Would LOVE chunky heels or maybe even platforms if she was feeling adventurous, but I have this bad feeling she already got shit for being a tall woman. Let her be an even taller queen.

FRANCO

- I love the concept that he wears his clothes too big to feel smaller. While I'm not sure if Murkoff gave him his outfit that he wears in game, I don't think he's too upset about it being oversized.

- I also think that he likes wearing his suits bc they make him feel a little less ugly. He knows the suit is dirty and stained with a bunch of different shit, but a suit is a suit, and suits make you handsome, right?

- He's very particular about his bow ties, he only likes a select few patterns and colors. They still have to match with his suits, though. Can't have himself looking like a fool who doesn't know how to dress!

- Would attempt to steal one of Futterman's bow ties bc he likes it and thinks it'd look better on him. Would almost get fucking annihilated as a result.

- We know his hygiene isn't great from the comics, but I think he's at least slightly ashamed about just how filthy his outfit is. I think he's just kinda accepted that it's not going to be cleaned/he has no way to clean it.

- If you put him in a brand new zoot suit and stuck him in front of a mirror, he'd try to act cocky and like he knew he was handsome as hell. But you'd absolutely be able to tell by how he's smiling and how his eyes are watery that he hasn't felt this attractive in awhile.

- A personalized pacifier WOULD be considered a part of an outfit. If his paci matched his outfit he'd feel so damn cool. And if it had his name on it and looked nice? He'd feel like a prince.

- He's gotta wear his dress shoes, they're a mandatory part of his look, but he wishes they had a little more heel to them. He's joining Coyle in the insoles that make him taller. My short king.

- Outside of the suits, he'd love a soft, heavy sweater. Something that really makes him feel like he's being cuddled. The color wouldn't really matter to him, as long as it offered him some comfort.

- I'm a firm believer in him wearing diamond earrings. I know it doesn't fit as much with the baby part of him, but the mobster in him loves showing off his wealth. He'd fiddle with them a lot, though.

I accidentally assigned Gooseberry's style as "lesbian art teacher" and I won't be taking it back ❤️

[j0kers-light]

OMFG CHAOS! ♡ ︎♡ ︎♡ ︎

I am obsessed with your version of airhead!reader!! She's so soft and naive and ahhhh! 😝 I see alot of myself in her and I was thinking bout a request where J snaps at her probably for no reason, this is J he's always being a big meanie! Maybe she runs off and he has to calm her down somehow? I know you will come up with something better than I can! I love your writing!!!!1 Oh and pls take your time girly no pressure if you don't wanna write this! 💕

Luv you Chaos !! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Hey hi my lovely anon! 🖤✨

I'm so happy you loved airhead!reader, I'm always self conscious about writing for a pink aesthetic since I hate that color with a passion 😤 but, this ain't about me. You asked and I shall deliver!

I hope you enjoy anon! I wrote this while bedridden from my period, so if there are any errors haha no there isn't 😉

After your unexpected visit to Joker’s hideout with your bright smile and tasty sweets, you are welcomed with open arms by his crew.

They can’t help but love your adoring personality!

Joker might not like you around his organization, but he can’t deny you anything if it makes you happy. And being apart (a tiny part) makes you very, very happy 🥰

You waltz in almost every Friday with baked treats for everyone to enjoy, bringing rays of sunshine with you. ☀️✨

The goons let you play Mario Kart with a customized pink controller and include you in on juicy gossip around the hideout to keep you company while Joker is out terrorizing the city.

However, more often than not, you are left to your own devices because everyone is busy.

And that spells trouble because you don’t understand the concept of danger. At. All. 🙃

You wander the hideout and unknowingly meddle in things that should be left alone.

You almost got hurt from a few well placed boobytrap and you almost burned down the abandoned kitchen after trying to light the oven.

That thing has seen better days decades ago but you swore you could fix it. You of all people...

Joker isn’t happy. His Sunlight is a magnet for danger and he honestly wishes you would stay far farrrrr away from his operations but again.

When has he ever said no to his sweet girl? It’s virtually impossible, so you keep visiting much to his annoyance.

Joker’s solution is to lock you inside his office but that soon backfires when you throw a tantrum and somehow hurt yourself.

He’s more annoyed that you broke his favorite office chair so when you whine that you’re in pain? Oh Joker has had enough.

Joker came back from an unsuccessful mission to loud sobs coming from his office. Frost shrugged his shoulders before uttering, “I don’t get paid enough.” as he walked off.

Pussy. Fine, Joker could handle this! He wasn’t terrified of you..

When he opened the door and saw you sitting on the floor with his broken chair lying in pieces around you, his already limited patience evaporated like vapor.

“What did ya get into now?” He groaned.

You sobered up your tears and tried to greet Joker but the large cut on your leg stung too much so you remain seated. You weren’t expecting J to be in such a nasty mood.

“Are ya too dumb to speak, Y/n? I asked a question?” He rolled his eyes when your lower lip wobbled.

Sure you were a bit ditzy, but Joker never insulted you about it. To hear him belittle you at a time like this, hurt more than falling out of the chair.

You tried to respond but apparently not fast enough for J’s liking.

“You wouldn’t be sitting there lookin’ stupid if ya stayed at home! Whyy do I keep you around?”

The last part was said under his breath but you heard it loud and clear and it shattered your heart.

You ignored the pain and ran out of Joker’s office, a sobbing mess. He waved you off and set to work cleaning up the mess you left behind. He’d deal with you later.

When he reached down to pick up a broken piece, it sliced through his hand and made him hiss. It didn’t hurt him but that wasn’t the case for you.

His sweet Sunlight with your low tolerance to pain. It must’ve been agonizing. Seeing droplets of blood on the floor made him feel instant guilt.

Joker knew he messed up and chased after you to make things right.

You were startled awake by something soft brushing against your lips.

You almost freaked my but stopped the second you saw Joker laying on the bed beside you, spinning a flower in between his fingers.

He brushed it along the tear tracks that stained your cheeks, “I hate when ya cry…”

J sucked at apologizing but you knew by his sheepish behavior, that it was genuine. He didn’t know how to say, I’m sorry. So he found other ways.

It wouldn’t kill him to say it and you fixed your lips to help him out when the same flower trailed down your cheek, past your lips, and slipped straight to your leg.

You’re shocked to see that it was cleaned up and a pretty pink bandaid was covering the wound you had from earlier. You were speechless. Did J do that for you?

Joker watched you pensively as he brushed the wound with the flower. “I was mad earlier n’ took it out on you. I uh.. I didn’t mean what I said.. mkay? Kisses?”

He nudged a giant bouquet of flowers you didn’t notice closer to you on the bed and waited for your response. He looked absolutely pitiful, expecting your forgiveness.

What Joker said to you was really hurtful however he didn’t have to treat your wound or buy you flowers as an apology. With Joker, actions spoke louder than words so you knew he was truly sorry for being mean.

You couldn’t stand his green puppy dog eyes any longer. You never stayed mad at J for too long.

He breathed a sigh of relief when you leaned in to kiss him but panicked when you pulled away rather abruptly, “Don’t ever call me stupid again.” You warned.

Joker frantically nodded, “M’promise pretty girl, I won’t.”

[the-ellia-west]

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[reco-obsessed]

i wonder if skullnutz genre is darker or edgier than samurai yaiba's.

when we see the samurai yaiba sprites, they are extremely colorful, neon essentially, which when i first saw caught me off guard a bit because of reko's usual in-game sprite usually getting tokened as goth or emo, or well, punk. the obvious and likely more canon compliant answer is that reko considers wearing clothing thats mostly black or grey as a way to make it more casual, and i would argue thats not wrong even if that alone isnt enough to make her style not stand out- but i would argue there's something to the intial idea i proposed, as well. alice had always been a presence in her life before, and reko likely didnt realize just how much of an effect that had on her until he was gone.

she lost probably *the* person who was supporting her her whole life, even if he sometimes didnt understand what was quite the best for her. she mentions that after he went to prison, she was so distraught music lost its meaning to her, and while she had experienced burn out before that point, id argue being unable to connect to music in the same way entirely when thats the core of her being is different, and probably affected her more deeply. that, and all the other character development reko has when shes trying to navigate the world completely alone for the first time, makes me think its not that strange that her worldview might tilt enough to lead her towards a musical style thats a bit more sad, sincere, angry or something along those lines.

more under the cut.

looking at the members, a very good keyboard player with an okay bass player and struggling drummer arent exactly a good set-up for a hardcore punk band, which tend to be very bass and drum heavy and usually omit keyboards completely- there are a punk bands that are comprised of only three members, one for bass, one for guitar, and a drummer- if your strongest players are a pianist and guitar player, the sound will be very different. obviously punk as genre is more than just about sound, and admittedly keyboards as an instrument are a lot more common within j-rock and j-indie overall, but its very possible if reko was the lead composer she wouldve been limited in what exactly she could do. even if reko had wanted to, considering the skill set of the band members, its likely samurai yaiba wasn't quite the sound or genre she was looking for because she wouldve had to accomdate the tone of her music. of course, reko's growl is still specifically noted by alice, so there was likely still a hard edge / angry side of the band's music, but maybe not the one she was looking for. looking at the stage outfits again, they look almost 80s pop inspired at a glance (tiger stripes, bright colors and shapes) but i dont know enough about japanese music fashion trends to know how well that tracks.

i also like the interpretation that samurai yaiba stylistically had a lot of holdovers from when she was doing things to be more *successful* instead of being precisely what she wanted to do within a band. this isnt to say that reko was concerned with marketability or appeal, but rather that she probably actually did really dislike those aspects of samurai yaiba but 1. she was essentially groomed into the industry, being pushed into it at an early age; shes been taught to be as appealing as possible and even though she hates it she still has it internalized in ways she doesnt even consciously register and 2. her brother was always pushing her to be more successful, even though that was never what she wanted, because its what he thought she deserved. even as reko made herself an extremely difficult person to work with, its possible that she still wanted to appease him somehow by not just being in their band, but a successful band, like how she thinks he wants, resenting him for it the all along.

there are also two quotes from her AI that stand out to me:

"In middle school, I rebelled. I was a rocker! I made tons of songs nobody even wanted!" implying later on she did care about making music people wanted, and:

"From high school on, all the spice was gone… Didn’t even have anger… My activity dried up. / I had tons of chances to be famous. But I smashed 'em all. I was totally just the industry’s problem child. / Everybody kept their distance from me. Once I couldn’t even gather members, I borrowed Alice to make a band… Hahaha."

the way this summary is phrased makes it difficult to parse which parts would've overlapped, or if theyre all distinct eras. its easy to assume that throughout most / if not the entirety of highschool she was inactive musically or at least not enough to be considered significant, but then she goes straight into talking about being the industrys problem child and her band with alice. the implication might be that she was the industrys "problem child" both by rejecting any opportunities because of her inactive period, and then later on presumably her antagonizing and perfectionist attitude causing her to have to rely on her brother to make a band that would actually stay together through her harsh attitude. and this is likely just semantic, but throughout all that, reko never specifies whether or her "spice" or anger returns. obviously we know she had a pretty short fuse when she was in samurai yaiba regardless, but it makes me wonder how present that feeling was in her music at the time, and how it looked compared to the rest of her musical history. we know the height of her rebellious phase was in middle school, so it wouldnt surprise me if as part of her growth as an artist, samurai yaiba lulled in tone in comparison, and then she returned to a harder sound with skullnutz. then again skullnutz also has bongos in it so who really knows.

even if samurai yaiba wasn't a metal band, it definitely was mainly a angry rock band, albeit maybe with some pop and indie subgenres thrown in there. there isnt a conclusion to this. look at SY reko

[stevenbasic]

Growing into the Job, Post 427: Sharpening the Weapons: Stephanie, Prologue, p1

Marisela and Stephanie were touching palms, hand to hand, across the breakroom table. Some of the girls have learned recently that the effects of the Bliss could be intensified if they were in contact with each other. On this bright, crisp November Friday morning, it was obvious that Melissa and Dr. J were  together somewhere, enjoying one another’s company. Marisela and Stephanie were now savoring the benefits, enjoying the sensations of the the expansion in their busts and limbs, their minds and muscles.  

“W-wow, that was a good one,” Stephanie chuckled, almost shyly, as the final flutters of growth ebbed out of her body. She drew her hands back from her co-worker, feeling a tingle in her fingers before, tucking a strand of long blond hair behind her ear. Her swollen bicep inadvertently flexed, stretching the sleeve of her pink scrub top a bit further than it had when she put it on this morning. 

“Yeah,” Marisela agreed, her dark hair shimmering in a sunbeam filtered through the breakroom’s window as she  ran her tongue across her canines. Just a little sharp, thankfully. The fangs, she knew from experience, would fade after a couple minutes, and luckily nothing had  sprung from her shoulders this time. That’d be embarrassing. Plus, this wasn’t even her dress. She didn't really do ‘color’ in her basically all-black wardrobe, so, just for today,  she’d borrowed this luridly pink, body-hugging dress from Josie. She basically hated the thing, but still that didn't mean she wanted to ruin it with a pair of giant black raven wings busting through the back. 

These moments of Bliss, though, especially when shared, always brought the girls of FHMA closer together. Marisela hadn’t known Stephanie for too long. The blonde was a friend of Melissa’s, the two having worked together at the car dealership.So many of the new staff had migrated from there, and like so many of the others Marisela had bonded with her over the past couple months. It was strange, she realized, the affinity she felt for all these girls. Marisela knew herself, she knew she’d never been what people would call “open” or “friendly” or “nice”. She knew she had her sharp edges. And now, well…some of those edges were very sharp. Still, though, the connections she’d been making - connections they’d all been making - were now some of the most important things in her life. 

On the other side of the table, Stephanie also found it unusual how well she and this goth-nerd chick with the tattoos, the piercings and the acerbic tongue got along. While she herself had always been a generally conservative girl, pretty but actually relatively shy, Marisela was anything but. Quiet at times, yes, and darkly gorgeous, but she was edgy to a fault. And so, so smart. Where Stephanie had spent the larger part of the last several years in pursuit of fitness as a die-hard gym-bunny, Marisela spoke of her past days in the underground clubs, in art school, and on her computer. And, Stephanie knew, there were the more recent times that Marisela decidedly didn’t speak about, the hours she spent alone after dark. No one seemed to know exactly what she did, and they didn’t ask a lot of questions. So far the police, such as they were, hadn’t caught up to her. 

The two young women had been sharing tea together, taking a break from work before the big event of the day. The news team would be arriving after lunch to film the ribbon-cutting for the new wings, and then there’d be the party in the atrium later tonight. Stephanie blew on her oolong, and took a sip. 

Stephanie made an attempt to break the moment of awkward silence.“So, I like your dress,” she commented. 

“Yeah I hate it,” Marisela immediately clipped back, glancing quickly down at the sheath of spandex-or-whatever that covered her like a second skin, “Pink is most certainly not my color.”

“I dunno I think you look pretty,” Stephanie smiled, amused if anything by Marisela’s consternation. It made her look cute, in her own bat-girl-from-the-dungeon way. She watched the pale-skinned girl awkwardly pull the swooping neckline up over her chest. On most people, the dress would actually be relatively modest, long-sleeved and not too short. On someone with Marisela’s curves and new height, though, it wasn’t modest at all. 

“I think it just makes my tits look huge,” Marisela quipped back, huffing in annoyance. The new growth spurt certainly didn’t help matters. She couldn’t wait to change, when all this was over. 

Stephanie giggled, and adjusted her own bra strap through her scrubs. Her muscles were pleasantly sore after last night's monster gym session, and now her DD-cups were squashed inside too-tight confines. She knew she should have worn the new expandable bra Melissa had given her, but this one was so cute, and she wasn’t ready to give it up just yet. Tea mug back on the table between them, Stephanie reached up behind her head to tie her hair up into a messy bun. 

“Speaking of huge, though,” Marisela continued, now taking a sip of her own tea and appraising her new friend with a careful eye. The girl’s biceps were impressive, for sure, dancing and flexing as Stephanie finished with her hair. “Look at your crazy muscles.”

Stephanie chuckled, again a bit shyly, and lowered her arms. 

“Really, I mean, how long have you been working out?” Marisela asked. Despite her (now) seemingly supernatural strength and agility, Marisela had never stepped foot in a gym. Like, ever. She’d never had the patience for it, or the desire to be surrounded by meatheads leering at her chest, and vapid girls just trying to grow their instas. She did, however, have quiet admiration for the girls that were there for real. Stephanie was one of them.

“Oh, I dunno,” Stephanie replied, “Like, years.” Stephanie did know, actually. She knew exactly how many years she’d been lifting. It had been five years and three weeks to the day since she started lifting as heavy as she could, to get as strong as she could. It all harkened back to that October night, her sophomore year at Southern State, and the night in Kurt’s car, with his friends. 

If only Kurt could see me now.

Marisela, technically, should not have known any of this; Stephanie was careful to never tell anyone, not wanting to be seen as a victim - even though the trauma had followed her to this day. Marisela, though, had ways of finding things out. She had seen the police report, and Stephanie’s abbreviated files at the University. It was important to Marisela to know with whom she was working.

“So, how’s it been going? Recently?” Marisela asked, knowing the answer already, “You know, with all the…lifting?” 

Stephanie chuckled again hugging her arms together as she swayed back and forth.

Dang she’s adorable, thought Marisela.

“At the gym? Ah, I can’t do what I want anymore,” she answered, before idly picking up her mug and tracing her finger along its lip. “It’s all gotten…too small.”

“Sounds like you might have to find yourself a new gym,” Marisela proposed, sipping her own tea. “There’s that one down the road that everyone’s talking about…”

Stephanie nodded, but didn’t offer any more. Many of the girls, she knew, were gaining powers. But no one talked about it too much.

“It’s okay, it's not that hard to guess,” Marisela offered gently, “I may have heard a little.”

Stephanie paused, unsure of how much she should say. The changes that were happening in her had been unsettling at first. It had all been a bit much, the changes, the urges. They scared her, but they also thrilled her. It was not something she normally talked about much. She looked at Marisela, though - into her bright, piercing blue eyes - and immediately knew that she was dealing with a kindred spirit. It was clear - as everyone knew, even if it was never discussed - that Marisela was dealing with her own private demons.

Stephanie set down her tea, took a breath, and let the words come out.

“I mean, all this time I’ve put in at the gym to build my body, year, and, like, yeah…I got in shape. But I never really got super strong. And then it’s like: boom, just overnight,” she began, “Gains. Like, gains upon gains upon gains. But, like, not just stronger. When I want to, I can get, like….bigger. Like big. Big big big.”

Marisela nodded, making mental notes, subconsciously running her tongue over her eye teeth again. She stayed quiet, eager for Stephanie to continue.

“I’ve been experimenting with it at home,” Stephanie explained, “...what I can do.” The blond fidgeted, hesitating. “It’s pretty fucking scary.”

Marisela nodded again, adopting a gentle tone, “Some of us girls are getting these abilities, these new…powers. You know that. Even he - Dr J -…he’s starting to know it.”

“Yeah,” Stephanie agreed.

“And you know this is all coming from Melissa, right?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, agreeing again.

“So, some of  the girls are getting these abilities to support Melissa, get her new followers, expand the…whatever you want to call it.”

“The Hive?”

“Yeah I guess,” Marisela conceded - though she didn’t love the term. “But then there’s girls like us,” she continued, “You, me, Amelia. Maybe even Brittni and Bobbi. We’re a little different.” 

Stephanie paused, thinking for a moment before she looked at Marisela. In her, despite the dark makeup, the piercings, and the pale skin, she saw herself. Like a mirror image shadowed, reflected in her eyes.

 “So…what are we?” Stephanie asked, her voice having dropped, not knowing if she was ready for the answer..

“We’re weapons,” Marisela answered, immediately.

“W-weapons?” 

“Yes, weapons, whatever. We’re getting strong, dangerous, and we’re going to be asked to do things we haven’t done before, to protect ourselves. To protect Melissa, and to protect him.”

As disturbing as what Marisela was saying sounded, Stephanie wasn’t surprised. Not really anyway. She’d been afraid of it, the urges, the ones she felt when she let herself grow late at night. The thoughts, the fantasies she had, she knew they weren’t natural. But she knew that what Marisela said made sense. “I’ve never hurt anyone in my life…I don’t know if I could do it.”

”I can change that,” Marisela offered, her eyes gleaming as she put her hand delicately on Stephanie's shoulder. A dark thrill ran through both of them.

“Wh-what do you mean?” Stephaine asked, in an innocent tone betrayed by an imbalanced smile slowly creeping across her face.

Marisela took Stephanie by the hand and looked into the blonde young woman’s eyes. ”You and me, Saturday night. We’re going out, for a little practice session.”

Stephanie’s smile widened, her eyes flashed. “Okay,” she agreed.

Marisela’s own eyes glittered in response. “Well then,” she spoke, “it’s a date.”

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[sotogalmo]

8(yesterday) — 1:12 am

I think I should now do Rosca's turn for her own views on the Alnst OCs (minus Flor). Just for the fun of it-

So that's what I'm gonna be doing! (Forgive me if some of these are repetitive, or even small!. Rosca basically doesn't like people in general, so-)

Do tell me if I forgot your OC!

Solei ( @solei-eclipse ): Rosca is a bit.. confused about them. To say the least, in a way. Of course, though, Rosca doesn't really care all that much about history and knowledge of how things are made and why they look like that. She doesn't care all that much, and some of the things they say are very boring. But in some sense, she's grateful? She already knew it- the information, but it's nice finding someone who's like her... Who knows a lot, but of course in the thing that they are knowledgeable in.

Aurien ( @aurienneirua / @apriciticreveries ): Crybaby, loner. Rosca is.. mean to say it lightly.... Ordering people around, and especially people like Aurien; the weak will end up in a ditch! They should be stronger! Be glad that Rosca is here to at least help them with that!

Lark, Noora ( @kamersona ): As said before by kamer themselves, Rosca and Lark were together when they were being transported to ANAKT. And with all his freaking out moments, Rosca found it pretty annoying to be around him. Not sure how much he did freak out, but he freaked out and that made the trip annoyingly slow to Rosca. She has traveled before so this is nothing new, and the freaking out? Nothing new and she hates that. / Noora, a girl with vitiligo! That's a strange thing to Rosca, but then she remembers how she has traveled and has maybe seen other people like her and the other girl. Maybe she can be more better as a model or something?

Vii, Ji-Woo, Saachi, Min, Ryu ( @starry-skiez ): Rosca, IMMEDIATELY, finds them ALL strange. || Vii, firstly. .. first of all... Strange name- is it supposed to be a number of sorts? 7 perhaps? Who names their pet— ah, who cares. Aliens do what they want, so she won't question them. Did they also color their pet's hair to be like grass? That has to be a joke of sorts. / Ji-Woo, second. The red is a striking color, a pretty one! Too bad it was only there for a few days until it got washed away. It seemingly fitted Woo. Who cares though / Saachi, third. Another girl with vitiligo. Is that a desired trait? But no matter, that girl seems fine and can fend for herself in ways. She doesn't pay attention anyways. / Min, fourth. It's like looking into a reflection; in a sense. Min's acts mirror Rosca's in some small ways. It's weird, wrong but so right. Wrong in the sense of being raised as "you're special" as Rosca is the only important girl around, but right in the way of like; maybe I've already been influential before I was even born! .. but she's so mature..... / Ryu, fifth. The orange and light blonde.. to say. It's quite fitting. In a weird way. She doesn't know what else to say. This whole place is boring

Aegaeon ( @paradisedisconcert ): Fights on SIGHT/j <- just thought it'd be funny. She finds Aegaeon pretty strange, in the way of how Aegaeon acts. Cold and aggressive.. like a boy or moreso a warrior, she would think. She has somewhat seen some fights between Aegaeon and Minori but it's always so light (not that much damage is done).

Minori ( @minori-dash / @skyisjusthere ): Slightly similar to Aegaeon— cold, reverse but also similar to Aurien?? Minori is quiet and skittish. Quiet and lonely.. nothing else to note. Nothing much is important

Akane ( @aakaneeee ): Ah! A normal looking person, at least, in a sea of strange and bright (physically) people, it's nice to- oh. Another quiet one? One that doesn't pay attention to her? Hmphft! Their lost!

Azure ( @azureitri / @4listr ): Cold, reverse- annoying! He doesn't even want to talk to the most interesting girl in the garden! That's just rude of him!

Castor, Himei, Kyo, Tallis ( @lookatmysillies / @bluemoonscape ): Castor, Himei, Kyo and Tallis. Meeting them is like meeting a weird club in a cartoon that she has watched whenever she pleases to. || The oldest of the bunch in the weird club- Castor. He's an interesting one, wanting to be a parent at this age? That's quite an interesting thing to do. He's like a grandfather, or more of a grandmother because of that! / The friendly one of the weird club- Himei. She makes good clothing designs. Maybe in some moments, Rosca tries the actual clothes. Himei is good at that, nothing else to note. / The hot-head of the weird club- Kyo. A bit similar to Aegaeon if she had to think that hard about it. Wanting alone time, and being hot-headed and such. / The (expected) shy one of the weird club- Tallis. As said, to be expected. Which makes Rosca bored already, but the braids that Tallis has are interesting on a surface level. Nothing much to say

Cirrus ( @yunoftheclouds ): The pale lavender to bright purple surely also makes them stand out like Rose does. Slightly. But once again, another quiet person. Surely this isn't some sort of standard? Who cares about that though.

Daiki ( @teapotuser ): Daiki. When will the quiet and shy people- just. When will they go away!? It's tiring to be so loud, to be active and to get their eyes on her.

Ellie, Khoi, Vera, Sai ( @bittersweet-adagio / @junebluues ): Ellie, just like Min but on a physical level. Much weirder, wrong and right all at the same time. Khoi, quiet. Sai? Quiet. Yeah he might look interesting, but that's just his eyes- her eyes are better though. Vera? Another quiet one. WHEN will it get interesting!?

Stasya ( @billwasnot ): The purple hair makes them stand out. Just like Cirrus and their pale lavender to bright purple hair. But another person who is chill, and quiet. Rosca doesn't make any attempts to communicate with Stasya and others like him (or others that are just clearly shy from the get-go). It's boring like that, and it's not worth her time

Isla, Monica, Toon ( @nottoonedin ): Isla and Monica. They seem to be a pair, with further proof of how they are always, seemingly, connected at the hip. Just like a few others are like that too, a pair.

Evon, Jae ( @kofeedoggo ): Evon and Jae. They seem to be a pair? Rosca doesn't know, since she doesn't really care. Expected

Tov ( @ivanttakethis ): Rosca somewhat thought that Tov was gonna be like Noora or Saachi. Ya'know. With the skin condition, but no— and that's fine!

Lang ( @its-langgg / @pwippy ): Lang looks like Min, in a strange way. But she doesn't act like Min, at all. Which is to be expected now. Almost everyone is just too obedient, too quiet and too blank. That's why it's very important that they have her around! Or else this would've been just a static place!

Moran ( @geospiral ): A refreshing person to have in the garden. Finally! Someone with some common sense! Finally! Someone who KNOWS what they are destined for and all of that! FINALLY. And, the best part? Moran looks like her! Isn't that the best??

Rose ( @rosedeleca ): Strange in a nice way. Their uniqueness is surely a quality that makes them very.. interesting. How can one human being, be like that? Was Rose the lucky one with the lucky genetics*? They really do live up to being unique.

Onyx, Dian ( @rockwgooglyeyes ): Another pair. It seems like it's always the bright and cheerful ones with the most quiet and introverted ones ever. Like that's the only pair that is ever needed. But, besides that. She doesn't care for the both of them; it's now expected that almost everyone here would be a quiet kid or a very friendly kid. With complimentary colors that mix well

Vermillion ( @subzeromoron ): Third one of being a guy with red hair. The first one who has something hiding, a candle like boy and now someone who's named after a color of a shade of red. Who would've guessed it.

Ava ( @paperstarry ): Pretty smile with nothing behind it at all. At least that is true. (Just that, almost everything is repeating. Rosca is super glad that she's here to be in charge and at least not have this place be boring!)

*fun fact! Rosca knows some light biology of humans, due to her travels and how she has worked in plays/theaters before being inrolled to ANAKT to sing.

Again, sorry if these are short or repetitive.

[queer-ragnelle]

Hey as fellow horror fan am I curious of your taste in horror media?especially the given the unique horror route you have chosen take with elegy of an empire .

Hey!

I love love love this question. I'm putting the answers below a cut because of the laundry list of dark themes and spoilers.

So the earliest influence for me was The Twilight Zone (1959-1964). I first watched it as a kid and it's been delightfully haunting me ever since. I intend to watch it through again as I'm confident I haven't seen every episode and at this point in my life it would give me new insight. My two favorite episodes are S01E08 Time Enough at Last and the very last episode of the original series, S05E36 The Bewitchin' Pool. The latter was an especial inspiration for Sir Gromer. Sounds insane but just trust me.

A fun horror movie I'm sure astute readers will see the inspiration from in my first book is The Witches of Eastwick (1987), particularly the polyamory and magical tennis match. I didn't even do this consciously, I just watched it again recently and sat up like:

I love how it blends bright colors and comedy with the grotesque. It's so camp and I think it's a great example of marrying "opposing" genres to heighten both.

Pairing movies together here, I really like how The Babadook (2014) and The Ritual (2017) portrayed grief and survivor's guilt, not only through the protagonists Amelia and Luke themselves, but the manifestations of literal monsters they're tormented by and powerless to do away with. Even if the endings are "happy," with the main characters surviving the narratives, the creatures remain undefeated, as they represent something they'll carry with them forever. Death cannot be undone.

Another show example would be the first season of AMC's The Terror (2018) following the Franklin Expedition in their futile pursuit of the Northwest Passage which devolves into illness, murder, and cannibalism agitated by the presence of a supernatural monster attacking and eating the men. (It's Quest for the Holy Grail coded if you squint.) I love that it starts out almost purely historical drama, with only a glimpse of the supernatural as a crewmember lay dying and appears to hallucinate. After he's dead and buried though, Tuunbaq the polar bear-esque monster hunts the survivors down and finishes them off. It's a commentary on the hubris of the Empire's imperialism. I just think adding some of these elements to a Grail Quest ala Sir John Boorman's Excalibur (1981) would go really hard.

Sort of building on the previous movies' themes, I think Arthuriana is ripe for haunted narratives. I love what Starz Black Sails (2014-2017) did with character deaths in season 3 and 4, with Miranda haunting Flint, appearing in his dreams and during times of stress, and then later Eleanor haunting Woodes by showing up out of focus in shots off to the side or making small knitting sounds while he struggles to think. Another great example is A24's Hereditary (2018), one of my favorite movies of all time. I think it was brilliant how the trailers seemed to focus on Charlie, leading viewers to believe she was the main character, only to brutally behead her fifteen minutes in. Her headless body then torments her brother Peter while their mother Annie spirals in her grief, first from losing her own mother who she hated and now her daughter, blaming Peter for Charlie's death.

Then of course there are books. The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving does a wonderful thing with decadent descriptions of rich feasts and elegant high fashion clothing juxtaposed with formless dark evil lurking on the periphery, more so describing how the environment changes than the headless horseman himself. It reminds me a bit of J. R. R. Tolkien's translation of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight in how the environment and "monster," as it were, meld together. It really gives you a sense of the characters' mounting dread.

I love the works of H. G. Wells particularly The War of the Worlds and The Invisible Man. Now I don't write Science-Fiction, but Scifi and Fantasy are in a loving triple marriage with Horror so we're putting these here. With The War of the Worlds, aside from loving the prose itself, I was captivated by the insignificance of the narrator in the grand scheme of all that is happening around him. He felt so small, and yet he did what he could with the things in front of him. So many Arthurian books take the perspective of Arthur or Merlin, and while I wouldn't say Gawain or Mordred are insignificant in the fall of Camelot, I do think they offer a perspective that's more detached from the outcome, at least until the very end. Gawain is certainly not aware of all the prophecies that Merlin told of and which haunt Arthur and dog him day and night. He's just living his life when he unknowingly becomes an instrument of destruction through grief. I did enjoy the 2005 movie as well, I'm a sucker for powerful sound design. As for The Invisible Man, well Sir Gromer has an invisibility cloak. So. I mean the influence is pretty straight forward. But beyond that I also find the Griffin's personality to be fascinating. He's such an asshole. If you read my books and love to hate Gromer, well, take it up with Wells. I can fuck with a character who is a cunt.

There are other examples which I love, such as The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde or Dracula by Bram Stoker, but they have influenced me to a lesser degree. One could argue Dorian's fixation on beauty and youth played a role in how I depicted Ragnelle or Stoker's codified vampirism will effect how I write the sickly lady on Grail Quest who wanted the "healing" blood of Percival's sister.

The most recent Horror book I read was Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle which really raised the bar for me on queer autistic characters experiencing the horrors. It was so good I'll be chasing that high forever. While there isn't a ton of direct cross over from that work to mine, the presence of monsters tormenting queer autistic people is a subject of interest in both, so a general shout out to that for showing me it's possible to do that without being obnoxious about it the way The Winter Knight by Jes Battis was.

I'm probably forgetting something but that's basically a run down of my main inspirations. Many of those have dual genre, like Horror/Mystery or Horror/Fantasy, even Horror/Comedy, and I try to bring that to my work. If a story gets too heavy on one aspect, it falls flat. So I strive for balance in all things. Thanks for this ask I really enjoyed answering it and provided links to watch or read most things. I'd love to hear what Horror resonates with you and whether we have any overlap in our interests. Take care!

[stxrmylxve]

Hi, are your requests open? Can I request for Tokyo Revengers with some of my favorites boys? A headcannon with Mikey, Takemichi, Smiley, Ran, Inui, Baji, Chifuyu and Hanma with a s/o who’s like Wednesday Adams? It can be a GN or she/her, bonus if you include “the thing”

Hi! Yes, they are open! They are normally open, I don't recall them ever actually being closed, but check my pinned post if you ever need to check!

Hanma:

something about you being so mysterious lured him in

don't get me wrong, he has whack interests, so this wasn't too far off

but you were the person everyone kinda... feared?

thing didn't like him; hated the smoke that came around him when hanma walked in

thing definitely hit hanma once or twice

liked how quiet you were, so it was a win-win

Mikey:

hinting at the fact that he had depression, you were basically the perfect match for this emo boy

you were powerful with your words, he was powerful with his feet

thing wasn't too fond of his behaviors, but didn't hate him per say

thing was just happy you found someone like you that would make you happy

Takemichi:

worried wayyyyy too much he had done something wrong

you would scrunch up your nose and he would immediately jump to conclusions

had to adjust to the environment and decor

it was different for someone as upbeat as him to buy darker things, but if it was for you, he would do anything

you were the first relationship he had kept alive, so anything to keep you close would make you his world

Smiley:

scary with you

nothing more, nothing less

y'all were "the couple with an attitude"

everyone liked you, but they still aired away from you

smiley would beat anyone up that tried to do you harm

like... anyone

thing likes his feistiness

would follow you around in the hallways like a lost puppy to the point you would shoo him off, making his walk away with his feelings hurt

it was fine though, you would make it up somehow...right?

Ran:

with the whole vibe

actually, he loves it

he loves thing too, and thing loves him back

whenever Ran comes in the room, thing always jumps up onto his shoulder

Ran plays with thing... does his nails... AHHH perfect

sometimes you wonder if thing is in your relationship too

ran will go out of his way to come to your school, something a satire outsider would never dare to do

was well-known around the school for someone who didn't go there

the best by far if i do say so myself lol

Baji:

right off the bad, thing hates all of the cussing

but..... baji has long hair, something you don't see often

so he tolerates it, hitting him a few times if he overdoes it

braids baji's hair, it's amazing

baji doesn't like thing, but holy shit does someone's hands running through your hair feel good

has a bromance going on, it's great

is completely fine when you're cold, tired, annoyed, or whatever

you have your own shit, he has his

likes how dark it is; it's a nice change from chifuyu's bright room

Inui:

it's hard to adjust to the different colors, but he adjusts quite nicely

he used to get called "freak show" at his old school due to his shoe choice, so your relationship was a keeper

he was glad that you, and thing, appreciated him for who he was, even if you had a hard time expressing it

he loves dancing with you, don't lie

he even made your dress AND made it match his suit?!

Koko is a bit jealous.....oops

thing likes his shoes though, what can he say?

Chifuyu:

a very bright person

yellows, a few pastels, just liked to air away from plain black

but for some reason, the one person everyone was weirded out by (you) was someone he also liked who wore black

peke j likes you, so you're a keeper

he enjoys when you play music, it's just so dramatic

and he dances with thing and peke j

can't dance to save his life, but hey, he's laughing and having a good time, something most people didn't do with your vibe

[br1ghtestlight]

Painting nails sleepover...

that was an older fic I was writing about a sleepover between tina/zeke/jimmy jr where jimmy jr was fighting his demons (internalized homophobia) when tina offered to paint his and zeke's nails lmao. i did finish like a decent amount of that fic and i actually think i did post a snippet from it previously on here??

"Come on, J-Ju! Let 'er paint your nails. We can have matchin' designs," Zeke argued.

Jimmy Junior finally agreed to letting Tina paint his nails, because Zeke knew his biggest weakness was thinking that he was going to miss out on doing something fun with Zeke. He never wanted to disappoint Zeke and he knew he'd feel better if they were doing it together. If Jimmy Junior really hated it he could ask Tina to scrub it off using nail polish remover. Nobody had to know what happened at their sleepover.

Tina had to explain to Zeke that she had very little experience with painting nails because she almost never painted her own nails, she'd mostly done it for Gene when their mother wasn't home and he would start begging her to do it, and that she didn't have very many colors. She couldn't do interesting designs or patterns on their nails, but Zeke agreed to let her paint his nails black after he decided that would look cool enough. Jimmy Junior didn't want black nail polish even though he knew that it was the most popular color for boys, so Tina had brought out some other options and laid them out on her bed.

There was blue glitter nail polish, pink nail polish, purple, yellow and an almost empty bottle of clear nail polish with glitter. Jimmy Junior assumed that was the color Gene liked wearing the most and that was why it was so empty. He couldn't decide what color he wanted to wear.

"Pink?" Jimmy Junior asked after a few seconds of quietly thinking through all his options.

"Okay," Tina said.

She collected the other nail polish options and placed them on her desk before beginning to paint Zeke and Jimmy Junior's nails. Zeke went first because he was a lot more excited about this, and Jimmy Junior hoped that seeing what the process was like would help him feel less anxious about getting his own nails painted. He watched quietly as Tina held Zeke's hand in hers and gently stroked the brush across his fingernails.

Jimmy Junior had only painted his nails once before. He was in 5th grade and he'd made a stupid dare with his friend that ended with him getting his nails painted bright purple. He was expecting to feel embarrassed and ask his friend to remove it immediately, but he actually hadn't hated it as much as he'd expected. He might've just assumed that he would hate it because he never saw boys' wearing nail polish and there HAD to be a reason for that, or so he assumed. He found the process of painting his nails relaxing and he liked how it felt on his fingernails once everything dried, and he was even considering asking if he could have his nails painted again and make it a recurring thing. Until he embarrassed himself by wearing it home to his father's apartment.

Andy and Ollie were obsessed with his painted nails and spent the walk back to their apartment asking him about it and saying that they loved the color. He was confident and happy.

When he walked in the door his father was waiting for him and he laughed when he saw Jimmy Junior. "What is that you're wearing, Junior? Nail polish?"

"Yeah. It's nail polish."

"Why are you wearing that?"

He didn't say anything overtly negative, but Jimmy Junior could tell that there was judgment in his father's voice and that he was doing something he wasn't supposed to. He wasn't allowed to wear nail polish. It was embarrassing and weak and he should take it off immediately, because otherwise everybody would make fun of him the way that his father did. He was less of a man because he was wearing makeup. He didn't want that.

Jimmy Junior pretended that he wasn't upset by his father joking around but he felt his cheeks burning and he walked to his bedroom without saying another word. He'd spent twenty minutes scrubbing his nail polish off in the bathroom sink, feeling incredibly stupid for ever thinking that he looked good in it. He was an idiot.

[tetsunabouquet]

Digital art still sucks

I tried participating in the Character Design Challenge for the first time but my design was rejected.

I'm bummed because I know I'm a newbie at digital art and aren't as technically strong as everyone else, but at least I actually stuck to the theme!

The theme is Harajuku fashionista, but most of the art I see when I take a quick scroll is literally just an ordinary lolita drawing! If I see anyone with the bright colors you associate with Harajuku considering how popular styles like decora are, its often stuff like futuristic looks you can spot in a fashion commercial or music video instead, not what the average Harajuku girlie is dressing like!

Almost no one stuck to the assignment or was too lazy and drew something generic but those get approved? Sure, reject me for not being of good enough quality but people not sticking to the assignment should also be rejected. The theme is 'Harajuku' not lolita or futuristic Japanese fashion worn by celebrities/models.

I love J-fashion and I actually made my design wear J-fashion inspired hair accessoires I mentioned making a couple of months ago. Her outfit was a full on decora kei meets lolita. A quick scroll and I literally didn't saw any decora inspired design despite it being such a well known Harajuku staple! Where the fuck is my decora?! Whilst there are lolitas at Harajuku, its such a safe, basic choice that the amount of lolita drawings I see deserve to be called out. It really bugs me to be rejected for not being good enough in an assignment I like that most good enough artists are winging.

One of the illustrators that taught me illustration at college once said, "Sometimes people haven't made the most technically pleasing drawing but its still better then more technically well executed drawings," on the topic of making pretty art.

That's my current predicament as I was passionate about this and know my J-fashion better then the majority of the prettier drawings, and this is exactly what I meant when I made a post months ago that digital artists prioritize prettiness over the actual art.

It doesn't matter if its a generic lolita that you can find at animecon instead of a over the top Harajuku girl, as long as she's pretty she gets approved. The actual art and style doesn't matter as long as it looks gorgeously drawn.

Seriously, there even are drawings that fail at anatomy that get approved, like there was this drawing with incredibly innacurate drawn collarbones. If you demand good technical skills, that should include anatomy. I personally would have rejected that one if the standards are so high!

I hate the digital artist mindset!!!!

Traditional art remains superior because at least the traditional art world actually cares about the soul and love that was poured into a piece instead of how pretty it looks.

[axvwriter]

💉 How do they feel about needles

✏️ Do they write

🛍 What is their fashion taste

Can I ask these 3 about Bobo, please?

(Sorry about the laziness. I'm still waking up, lol)

💉 - How fond are they about needles? (Op of the oc asks really used the word fond? Who's fond of needles?? I would think at best one can tolerate or is indifferent to them... unless I were to say Xia-lin loves needles but only in sticking them in other people /j)

Bobo's indifferent to needles. She doesn't care too much for them, but she has no issue with them if she does need a needle for any medical reason.

(Probably lucky and doesn't even feel needle injections which apparently everyone around me irl but me has such luck. I hate needles. Though a couple of years ago I found the best way for me to not feel/minimize feeling anything is to have it shot-gunned into me. Like just done really fast.)

✏️ - Do they write? If so, what kind(s)? Creative, journaling, etc.

The format of this question makes me want to think the question is asking if the oc writes for any fun manner; or even doing something like calligraphy, again for fun.

Bobo does not journal or write creatively or anything like that. The closest she gets to it is when she has to handwrite letters to the kingdom above her own. They insist that Bobo handwrite them and it sometimes takes longer than she'd like as she makes sure her handwriting is super neat and easily readable. Because if it isn't, the royals from the other kingdom will basically nag her about it.

Usually Bobo types things on a device with the occasional screen-touch written/drawn? signature. Though she also does at times write, her handwriting is readable, but a bit messy and rushed looking. With all the paperwork she reads through, Bobo has no interest in any creative form of writing. She's tired of looking at blocks of text.

🛍 - What’s their fashion taste(s)?

(I know like the name of some fashion styles, but not enough to actually name any of them for any of my characters. Unless it's business casual or lolita or gothic.)

Bobo has a preference for bright, cheerful clothes like blue and yellow. She often wears a red-orange color though as that's the Mycelind royal color. Not really a necessity for their royalty to wear, but she takes her job so seriously that she chooses to wear it anyway. If she can, she'll never wear a majority of the color white as that's the other kingdom's royal color. Her gloves do tend to be white as that's her personal preference on telling how clean her gloves are.

Bobo prefers dresses, skirts, and skorts. She often wears light-weight shorts or something similar underneath her skirt for modesty. Though really the chances of seeing under her skirt would usually only be in battle I would think and I'd think the fight itself would be too distracting to even notice. Just in case though.

Due to her kingdom's climate, Bobo does go with shorter wear, like short-sleeves and/or no sleeves. I'm actually a bit torn on how to dress her during her childhood as while I know what modesty would be like for the kingdom, I'm concerned of it coming off as inappropriate for kids. Like in-universe it's probably no big deal, but online irl I worry about gaining the attention of creeps.

So childhood Bobo's probably dressed more modest, while adult Bobo might not be? I actually haven't experimented with what adult Bobo's outfits may look like now that I think about it. Like I've decided what adult Bobo's hairstyle will be and I'm sure her outfit will be similar to her childhood ones. Anyway-

Bobo quite likes frills and cutesy looks. Her preference for skirts doesn't mean she hates pants though. She's willing to wear pants and prefers pants that has some frills or a semi-skirt to it.

Twst Bobo is a bit different as she's in a different climate that she's not used to. In Twisted Wonderland Bobo is constantly feeling cold so she's usually in full uniform to try to fight the coldness. She's also limited in clothing options so she doesn't get to show off her style much. I have her tie her tie as a bow like Riddle and Epel do as partially as that's what she prefers and partially because she's never tied a tie before.

I also gave her a grey shirt instead of white as Vil has a grey shirt which suggests to me that school uniform shirts don't have to strictly be white. If Bobo has options, she will avoid white. Only her gloves get to be white. (So of course the fairy gala outfits are basically majority white and I do plan to draw her in one of her own at some point.)

While Bobo does prefer skirts, Twst Bobo won't even look for them. She's used to mid-length/short skirts which would be too cold for her liking. She leans more for pants in Twisted Wonderland.

I do have a fan oc for twst named Lance that I've made mostly as an excuse to give Twst Bobo some more clothes. Though Bobo just takes whatever she can have, not feeling like she has much right to ask for any specifics. Especially as Lance doesn't seem to know how to take proper breaks along with him giving her stuff for free.

[arinninjagosleftovers]

Okay I have a LOT of thoughts. I finished all of the teens as cats (just the pcs) and will be explaining most of my thoughts i had during designing them. Idk how many other people in the dndads fandom used to be warrior cats kids but if you were, this post is made for you specifically.

Remember these are very stylized cats and their genetics will not work like real cat’s genetics do. As long as you keep that in mind we cool. Also all of the teens are apprentices and this is gonna be a long post so buckle in

Ok so Scary was arguably the easiest design for me, I struggled a bit with the stripes but I ended up really liking how they turned out. A lot of her fur look very sharp and pointy but actually have rounded edges bc she tries really hard to be edgy lol

I considered giving her black fur and markings but I liked the idea of her being a very muted brown so it looked like she has that type of fur, but really doesn’t. The skull stripes are just for fun, and the purple eye is a nod to how common she is designed with purple, and also the mix of love and fear. The marking over her eye is to represent eyeshadow if that makes sense?

I imagine her being in Riverclan, I was thinking Shadowclan at first but I really like the idea of this edgy and brooding teenager knowing Shadowclan is just that, but she’s not in that clan. Also, Riverclan is surrounded by water and guess which family is connected to water? That’s right, the Stamplers. Even though she is in Riverclan, she’s not originally from the clans. She and her mother were traveling loners and came across the clans, and Veronica met a Riverclan cat and decided they should join. Scary and Terry (still trying to come up with a warrior name) used to have the same name but Scary hated that so she changed hers to Scary.

Lincoln was a bit more difficult and I wasn’t sure really what to do with him? But I knew I wanted his fur to be brown and if he was just standing he’d be very tall and kinda lanky. He has the shortest fur out of everyone and is easily the fastest, and the only one who can keep up is Scary. Most of the stripes are nods to the fact he is a soccer player. The face stripes being face paint, the hind legs being socks and those leg shields soccer players wear that I have no idea what they’re called in english. The tail is also kinda like the socks I guess? Yeah. It’s what inspired the leg ones at least. The eyes are different colors because I liked the idea of including something to represent yellow and red cards. The red one is actually just a really bright amber that looks red.

He is in windclan, but was found by Grant and Marco as a kit on the edge of the territory. He was barely one moon and they very quickly decided they need to take care of him, but they couldn’t stay in the clan to do so. So, the two left their respective clans and raised him, but when he was older (still apprentice age) they let him join Windclan. So now he’s there. As for his name? I have not figured one out. At least not a prefix, but I think it would be really funny if his future suffix is kick

Taylor…. Taylor was such a struggle oh my god. Everything but the pose at least. I wanted to include black because I thought it’d fit him more?? But I didn’t know what to do for markings or if I should’ve even included markins and for a while I was considering making him a black and white cat but I didn’t like how that looked. Then I tried making him an albino cat because I gave him redish eyes (hinting at his demon heritage in canon) but I was like no. This is not Taylor. so I made him a fully black cat which I think is the look I like best?? Yeah.. Now for the markings. The biggest one is there because I wanted to include his jacket, and the ones on the hind legs are for boots and the tail one is just to blend it all in. The ears and head fur is kinda like his hair.

Okay so he’s in Thunderclan bc he should get to have his main character syndrome still and Thunderclan is my least favourite clan (mostly a joke) and I think all of the other Close-Foster-Freeman are also in Thunderclan, or at least they were before they died or left. Idk his family is so weird because of the whole timeline shift and I have no clue how to make that happen in a warriors au. So. Some help would be appreciated. His name is Bay because it sounds like Tay which.. Taylor. Yeah. I could go with his warrior name being Bayswift but. I think that is a bit on the nose?? Another option his having his suffix being infront of his prefix and then it could be Rapidbay

Normal was. Not really a struggle? Mostly with his body markings. I knew I wanted him to have an undertone of blue because of Teeny and blue being Love. Also why his eyes are very bright blue. The head markings were the easiest because it looks like he has a mask or helmet of some sort, and he has a lot more rounded features than everyone else. the body markings are also kind of like he’s wearing something? If that makes any sense at all. I also think he would look more like Rebecca than Lark and Sparrow, at least color wise, because then nobody would know who is actually his dad. And even if he did look like them, they are identical. Idk I just think it would be interesting if Hero looked like Lark and Sparrow and Normal like Rebecca because of the whole chosen thing and all. They are from different litters btw, but they were both the only ones from their respective litters.

Now if you’ve been keeping track you’d know he is in Shadowclan, and that is because opposite from Scary I think the idea of him being in this dark and brooding clan is hilarious because he is soo cheery and happy all the time and almost all of the cats in the clan dislike it. His mentor is (was) Tony Pepperoni. He is the only one with a mentor so far. I think he’s not really considered a part of the clan, because both Lark and Sparrow were originally born in Windclan and switched to Shadowclan, Sparrow for Rebecca and Lark for Sparrow. I think Rebecca would’ve joined the clan when she was a fully grown cat but still considered young in warriors terms, so around 20 moons which in real life is almost 2 years. So, he’s only a fourth clan cat. Now for his name I am not sure (again) but I think his suffix would be mask and his prefix.. maybe I’ll just google the most basic warrior cats prefix and take that one

[coupleofasexuals]

─ OC Profile ─ Serena Gray

"The world is wonderful even if you can't see it."

【Ｎa m e：】

— Serena Lina Gray

【Ａｌｉａｓ：】

— Lina.

【 B i r t h d a y：】

— February 14, 1977

【 Z o d i a c S i g n：】

— Aquarius

【 A g e：】

— 14 - 23

【 B l o o d t y p e：】

— O+

【 H e i g h t：】

— 150 - 163cm / 4'9'' - 5'3''

【 W e i g h t：】

— 45 - 55Kg

【 G e n d e r：】

— Femenino

【 S e x u a l i t y：】

— Heterosexual

【 A p p e a r e a n c e：】

— Serena is a girl of short height, with light brown coloured hair and green eyes with white pupils. Her hair arrives to her upper back, wearing a lifted bang to the right. She can normally be found wearing a brown sweater with a robust, moss green colored jacket. Black tabled skirt, brown colored leg warmers, red sneakers and a red scarf. Thanks to the abuses of her mother, she often appears with bandages and bruises.

【 E d u c a t i o n ／J o b：】

— Highschool Student / Braille books transcriber.

【 F a m i l y：】

— Claire Gray (Mother).

【 F a v o r i t e F o o d：】

— Lemon Pie.

【 H o b b i e s：】

— Recording casettes, listening to music,going out with her friends, being out of home in general, knitting crochet.

【 P e r s o n a l i t y：】

— Thanks to the constant abuses from her mother and father in general, during her whole life, Serena has learnt to be a closed and quiet person, keeping her desired of meeting good people that would love her for who she is. During her childhood she was an energetic kid full of life until the moment she lost her vision, where not only her parents started to neglect her, but she also had to adapt to a new world that was leaving her behind. Her accessibility problems caused her to save her thoughts and feelings for herself, because her parents were never up to listening to her and the kits only made fun of her. As she kept on growing she developed an empathetic and kind personality, but still saving for herself everything she felt. Once she met Sal and the rest, she started to look much more bright and extroverted, but still with the fear of bothering her friends with her feelings.

【 R e l a t i o n s h i p s：】

× [Close Family]

— Claire Gray (Mother)

Despite staying with her and "mantaining" her, Serena's mother has been an abusive and violent person with her, blaming her for his father leaving the house and calling her useless at each opportunity. Claire never supported or helped Serena with her visions and ever since she only uses her to take out all of her anger. Even though, Serena doesn't hate her mother, and just wishes deeply that the day in which she changes and receives therapy arrives.

— ? (Father)

Serena has blurry memories of her father, and just remembers the moment in which he discussed with her mother because of her blindness diagnose. In the morning he wasn't home anymore, and she hasn't seen him since then. Serena doesn't have any burden agaisn't her father, and often blames herself for making him go away.

× [Friends]

— Nina Brown

Ever since Serena found out that Nina wasn't able to (or more accurately, didn't want to) speak, the brown-haired centered her attention on her, insisting pretty often and playing games with her just to make her talk. Thanks to this, the both of them became to get closer to each other, finding mutual likings and helping each other. Soon the both of them became best friends, being Nina's house the place to where Serena always went to run away from her mother, spending a great amount of days, afternoons and nights together listening to music or speaking nonsense things. In the end, they support each other because they understand each other, developing a strong bond.

— Larry Johnson

Serena has always admired Larry's humorist personality, being one of her favorite persons in general. Every time she needed help in something he lent her a hand if he knew something, which Serena appreciates dearly. The both of them never were so close, but they still appreciate each other and help the other with problems about their best friends (Larry helps when Serena has a problem with Sal and Serena helps when Larry has a problem with Nina).

— Todd Morrison

Todd and Serena mantain a very casual friendship, but still, they got their touch of strangeness. Todd often asks Serena things about her blindness, which leads to a long cientific talk between the two, in which Serena listens with attention trying to understand everything that Todd says. In the end Serena is a fan of Todd's knowledge, she appreciates his curiosity and she recurrs to him when she needs a logic and objective opinion.

— Ashley Campbell

As with Todd, Ashley and Serena don't have a very close relationship, however, Serena recurrs to her everytime she needs a crazy opinion or any advice on "girls things". Serena really likes Ash's secure personality, and for Ash, Serena is like a small child to take care of, so she helps Serena every time she can.

— Travis Phelps

During their highschool years Travis and Serena had a weird dynamic, despite his constant bullying to Sal Fisher, Travis didn't seem interested in- or rather, he avoided at all costs -making any mock or joke towards Serena. She used to think that it was because in the end Travis had a limit, and he felt too bad to make fun of a blind girl. Despite this, and despite all of the insults and jokes towards Sal, Serena never hated Travis, because during a conversation she got to know about the abusive relationship he had with his father. This not only moved Serena, but also made her feel empathetic of Travis, trying to get closer to him in various attempts that didn't work out well.

After the conversation that Sal had with Travis, Serena was able to approach him and, eventually, they become quite closer until the day in which they decide to run away from their homes with Nina's help. As they are all living together now, Travis eventually softens himself and goes to the point where he holds a good frienship with all the band in general. Serena is very lovingly and kind to him, plus she supports him in anything. The two of them maintain a very pleasant relationship of mutual help.

× [Couple]

— Sal Fisher

Upon meeting him, Serena felt great attraction to Sal, in the sense where she thought he was a really interesting and peculiar person. For Serena it was the first time she met someone so unique, so she started to make better efforts to get closer to him and get to know him better. As their relationship kept unfolding, and they started to go out more together, Serena started to fall in love with him, especially thanks to his kind and empathetic personality. Due to their great shyness, none of them was sure about what the other felt, and so, they started to relate romantically in the shadows, without anyone knowing, until the breaking point came and the both became a couple officially (Even though they had been doing "romantic things" since a couple of years ago).

Serena and Sal had shared with eachother things that no one else knows, things about their past and their feelings, they have tried to help eachother in every way possible and have spent a long amount of hours together. Serena hasn't felt this bond with anyone in her life, and is scared that Sal may leave her, therefore, she always tries to keep him happy and make his life more enjoyable, also giving him all her support about the ghosts theme. In the end, she tries to be his emotional support every time she can, giving him all her love. It's the first time that she feels so in love with someone, and wishes to stay with Sal forever.

"People think that you're hard to understand because they can't see your expressions.. They clearly don't know how to analyze your words and actions."

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