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trashmouth-richie · 4 months ago

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dulcis ut rosa { sweet as a rose 🥀}

part 1 1/2– dulex (the gnat🥀) pt ii: vitiosus + deliciosus

pt iii: frangere me 🥀pt iv: ad caelum vel infernum, tecum sum

emperor Geta x female servant reader || word count: 4.4k || smidge of caracalla x reader

summary: brought to Palatine Hill as a gift from your village to the new Emperors— Caracalla claims you as his own, but Geta has his own plans for you when the moon crests into the sky.

tw: anal, p in v, rough inexperienced sex, oral m receiving, use of the word whore, caracalla is a whiny bitch, geta is fuckboy of the era. i googled a majority of the historical events, timelines, roman names for things, and latin translation— if it’s wrong, oh well. bad at feelings! geta, insane! crybaby! caracalla. idk geta is an unhinged mother fucker but what if he wasn’t so bad?

It had been months and many cycles of the moon ago when you were sent as a token of goodwill, a gift to the new Emperors in exchange for peace for the small village you resided in.

Other Virgines and yourself were taken in the dark ebony of twilight, shackled side by side into the wobbly wagon driven by the village's strongest oxen. You didn’t dare object, instead you held your chin high, awaiting fate as the cart swayed this way and that, heart racing and blood pulsing as your journey to the Palatine Hill began.

Some nights were still spent awake, remembering the crippling fear in your chest as you watched women from your village being gifted to generals as their personal servants.

Some were given to soldiers as a sense of “release.” No better than a common whore being passed from soldier to soldier, fitting their needs. The others were pillaged and picked like grapes from a cluster— and finally you had stood alone, defiance pooling in your eyes, pushing back traitorous tears.

Emperors Geta and Caracalla sat on ruby and gold twin thrones, identical in size and power. The tension between them was palpable— so thick you could reach out and stroke its ugly head. Where Caracalla’s grin was full of mischief, Geta had a snarl curled on his upper lip.

You should have known then. The difference between them.

From where you stood, Geta’s dark eyes looked empty. Every so often they twitched as he spun the rings adorned on his left hand. His eyes rolled when his older brother giggled as the gifts from whatever poor village gave away their ripe, untouched women.

Bare toes standing on the marble floor— unable to even grab shoes before you were heaved into the cart— you felt a heat from dark eyes that you were certain would drive someone mad if they dared look back. Like the boiling flames from hell itself were simmering in the coal of his irises.

Caracalla jumped up, stepping forward from his throne, a wicked sense of evilness piercing from the iciness of his stare. His golden tooth caught the sun’s rays and you nearly vomited as he strode forward, eyeing you like a meal.

A feminine laugh bubbled from his throat, he clasped his hands together, bangles clanking in a sick harmony, a childlike grin spread on his pale face, “she’ll do.”

You remember the first night in his chambers. Caracalla himself was bathed in ivory, same as the stone walls that were covered with flowing draperies. Although it was meant to be beautiful, the air felt choked, tight in your chest as you tried like hell to calm your frazzled nerves.

The same giggle you heard in the throne room all morning now reverberated off the walls. He sat on a chaise lounge in only his dressing robes, sweat dampening his temples, that same damning stare as he slid his tongue over that disgusting gold tooth. Was he nervous? Drunk?

You had thought an emperor of his caliber would be used to this sort of thing. Maybe not.

You had been cleaned by the palace servants, hair untangled and dirt scrubbed from under your nails. Hints of jasmine and honey perfumed from your gown as you tiptoed toward him. You watched as beads of sweat trickled down his brow, and he wiped at them hastily.

“Sit.”

The singular word seemed to give him trouble, as if he had never been in the presence of a woman before.

He was clumsy, unthreading your gown with clammy hands, dragging across your skin like a damp sponge. Your skin crawled under his touch.

His lips were stained with wine, thin and shriveled as he pecked at your skin. When you reached for him, hurrying this task along, he recoiled from your hand, shaking his head, a pained expression on his face as he held your wrist in a death grip.

His eyes squinted shut and he screamed for you to leave. “Out!” “Get out!” Chalices and gold cutlery were tossed in your direction as you sprang for the door.

Throwing open the heavy wood and running smack into the bare chest of the other Emperor. Emperor Geta.

Although younger, he was taller than Caracalla. His chest was more broad, shoulders stretched tight with muscles. The same death-like stare on his face as he shoved you from him, having you stumble onto the stones into a wall. The cords of his neck strained as he took in your appearance.

He didn’t soften his features as you peered up at him with a fear stricken expression. He snarled, flaring his nostrils at the pathetic look of you, practically in rags.

“Ah, and what do we have here? My brother’s whore in tears outside his chamber door. Can’t say I'm the least bit surprised.” He leaned into you, his eyes burning into your skin as he ripped the last of your gown to the floor, leaving you naked before him.

“Tasteful thing, aren't you?” he gloated, pinching your bare nipple between his thumb and forefinger, laughing when you yelped in surprise and tried to cover your decency.

He crowded into you, pushing your further down the hall way until you reached a dead end, his groin pressed into your middle.

“Pathetic.” he sneered, enunciating every syllable the word held. “Every single one of you.” His voice slithered like a snake against your ear, his breathing was forced, almost erratic and strained like he was holding himself back from bashing your skull into the wall.

“Brought in here like some glorious stuffed hog on a spicket, trying to impress the Emperors so your village would be overlooked..” he clicked his tongue and grabbed the nape of your neck, his mouth only an inch from your own, “I don’t miss anything. Even though my sniffling brother may, I do not.”

“Emperor, please.”

“Do not speak!” he shouted loud enough to wake the entire palace, the veins in his neck stood at attention, throbbing, “a whore will never open her mouth to me unless asked, or you are given something to fill it— understood?”

You nodded feebly, a single tear trickling down your cheek. Geta placed the tip of his tongue to your skin catching the salty wetness, “if you can not please my brother, you will please me… otherwise what good are you here?”

He shoved you to your knees, bits of sand biting into your skin as you hit the ground with a thud. His eyes were ablaze as he pulled out his cock. Veiny and impossibly thick, you’d never imagined one to be so large.

Geta stroked himself, already hard and velvet beneath his palm, “open for your Emperor,” he demanded, the same snarl on his lip you noticed earlier today.

You did as you were told, tongue out mouth agape waiting for him to slide against your mouth. Forcing himself inside, he filled it full until the pink head slithered into your throat, his groans vibrating through your bones.

He rocked his hips into your face, panting and groaning some more as you gagged on his length— spit dripping down your bare chest and down his sack.

He spoke nonsense to himself as you tried to breathe, squinting out tears from your eyes as you peered up at him. “The virgin mouth is fuck, yes, too good… impossibly sweet, untouched by another man, fuck, never get enough.”

His large fist gripped your hair, pulling at the root as he bludgeoned himself further into you, fucking your head into the wall surely to leave a bruise or knock you unconscious, he wouldn’t care either way.

“Stupid sniffling Caracalla,” he choked out between thrusts, “incompetent bastard wouldn’t know what to do with a whore if one fell on his cock,” he laughed and scrubbed at his face, reaching with his free hand to press the column of your throat, feeling himself deep beneath his thumb, “lucky for you, I do.”

He came then, loud and shaky, holding you to him until your nose was tickled by his patch of dark pubic hair. He pulled out, leaving a pearl against his slit to rub against your mouth.

“You might belong to Caracalla, but you will bow to me, and you… my sweet rosa, I have plans for you.”

And that was how it started, how every night you would meet with Caracalla only to be summoned by Geta in the corridor upon your dismissal. Spilling secrets of his brother before pleasuring him with your mouth.

In the light of day, you were ignored by him as you catered to Caracalla’s beck and call, and you often wondered if Geta had another servant he preferred during the sunlight hours.

You were a midnight affair, a servant to one Emperor, a secret to the other. Caracalla was a strange man. Your time with him mostly was spent with him whining about the day's woes.

How hard it was to be an emperor, the many expectations he had, the palace wasn’t large enough, his brother was too mean. Night by night his paranoia spread like wildfire, and he became gaunt, refusing to eat thinking Geta poisoned his food, his cheeks began to hallow.

During all those nights he never once gave in to his own sexual temptations, he laid his head in your lap like an infant, whimpering and sniveling. One particular warm night you were sitting on his bed as you did every night before, listening to him sob about his mother and how he felt her attention was elsewhere.

It took a single second of you being unresponsive for his switch to flip. Caracalla raged, flipping over furniture, ripping his draperies from the walls and pulling at his own hair. You were terrified, scared of him for the first time since the night you came to the palace.

Caracalla bound your wrists above your head, and took force between your legs as you silently let him, disassociating from the entire situation, as he kissed a bruise to your collarbone, and scratched your thighs with his bitten fingernails. His inexperience was evident in his approach, in the way his hips held no rhythm, in the way he screeched like a midnight owl when he was close to release.

He repeated the same thing over and over until he spilled against your stomach, a plea to either himself or to the Gods above, I am worthy.

You shook violently, not with pleasure but with fear. You had thought of spitting in his face, but realized death would be your only future if you were to humiliate him during this catastrophic performance of what he would assume to be lust.

Caracalla finished with a sweaty brow, laying down to fall asleep like a babe, an arm wrapped around your middle. A gaudy rouge colored his pale cheeks as drool slipped from his lips.

You felt sick, defiled and disgusting.

You’d rather be fucked by thirty men at once than have to endure that pathetic, cry baby fit from Caracalla. Gently placing his arm on the pillow, you fled.

Missing your village, your family, the man who you were supposed to marry someday, your tears clouded your vision down the winding corridors of the palace. You would have fought to stay behind, should have pleaded to the men that you could be useful to them. This whore’s life isn’t what you had bargained for, death would be swifter— easier than this.

The sweet scent of the balneum made you take a detour to the right, and you sobbed upon seeing the moonlight glint across the soft bathing water.

Desperate to scrub his filth from your skin, the water was barely warm but you couldn’t care less as you sunk deep into the marble stone basin. Scrubbing your skin with anything your fingers could get ahold of. The jasmine soaps the servants washed you with the first time was tucked into its cradle and you slathered until your skin shined like an apparition.

Tears dropped from the apples of your cheeks hitting the massive pool like a rainstorm over the ocean. Caracalla was a coward, a nuisance to Rome, to the Gods themselves. You damned his name as you scrubbed and lathered, repeating feverishly.

For how long Geta stood in the doorway, you weren’t sure. You weren’t where you should have been, and he was irate upon your absolute disrespect of his time. He wanted to shout, plunge his way into the water and drag you out by your hair, bring you to the coliseum and make everyone watch your death against whatever animal he saw fit.

You broke his rules, his laws, his heart raced with anger at the sight of you casually washing yourself. Nobody in the palace bathed in the moonlight, and when he heard commotion from the tepidarium room, he stomped towards it to find whoever the culprit was idiotic enough to disobey. He was alarmed to find you in there. Frantic, shooken up, no doubt from the hands of his flaccid brother.

“The lamb strayed away from the flock, I see.” his voice was like a snake, cool and calm but dripping with acidity that could kill at any given time. Jumping at his voice you nearly shrieked at his sudden appearance.

“The moon has passed the mountains, yet you do not seek me out? Instead I find you here, helping yourself to the royal bathing quarters, as if you deserve such luxuries.”

Your voice trembled, as you climbed from the water, “I wanted… I needed to be clean.”

His eyebrows twisted inward, confusion riddling his features until he stepped further into the room and noticed the marks across your skin. Caracalla’s mark. The marks of an hungry, untrained runt, trying to prove himself to the litter.

Geta’s face boiled with sadistic rage as his eyes scanned down your body, the scratches of an novice beast unable to pleasure a whore. Bruises from a limp man who deserved a knife to his throat.

“Come.” he demanded, not waiting for you to follow as his stalked from the room, tossing a long cloth behind him to your awaiting hands.

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Water trickled behind you and down the length of your body as you padded on bare feet to catch up with Geta.

This part of the palace was foreign to you, a set of stairs leading to a dark tower that you didn’t know existed, and then you realized why. He was leading you up to his chambers.

Geta and Caracalla lived on opposite ends of the palace, their hatred splitting them apart as far as it could allow.

He thrust open a concealed door and stomped down a few stone stairs leading into his chamber.

It was decorated in hues of deep ruby and scarlets, black linens flanked his walls. His bed was massive, alluring in the dark majesty of its presence. A single candle flickered beside his bed, casting shadows in the deep night.

His hooded eyes seemed to strike with a ripple of psychotic light when he came back to the doorway to pull you inside by your wrist.

Sitting on a lavish wooden chair he leans back, spreading his legs wide, reaching for a wine filled chalice downing it in one gulp, his eyes never leaving you.

“Let me make myself clear,” he stated, “I do not care what Caracalla does in his chambers I never have nor will I now.”

Geta wiped at his chin and set down the glass, his finger rounding the rim, “You came here knowing what your life would hold as an Emperor’s servant or a soldier’s fuck sack. The little amount of freedom you were once born with has vanished, and what a pity that must be…but quite honestly,” he gleamed leaning forward his face warmed by the light, casting shadows of evil on his brows, “I am not a savior to the fucked raw whores of this palace who weep after fulfilling their master’s needs.”

Your eyes casted downward at the patterned marble floor. “I told you the night we met that if you aren’t pleasing my brother or myself, you have no purpose here, did I not?”

Your head shook up and down, knowing every word he said was true.

“I will grant you gratitude where it is due by saying that you have done everything I have asked of you, sharing my brother’s secrets, using your mouth to fill my needs— it is all very pleasing…”

For the first time you look into Geta’s eyes, the shadows inside flicker with the candle light, and you are drawn to them like a moth.

“… however, I find myself enraged thinking of that shriveled weasel dick not taking you to bed in a proper manner. It is not my style to fuck like a lover would—I use women to my needs and that’s it.”

He rubs his jaw, as if the stubble was itching him, suddenly stopping to look at you dead in the eyes as his narrowed to slits, “but you, are a gnat. An annoyance I can not seem to get rid of, and I can’t decide if you are a woman version of the plague or something else…” His eyes glimmer for a second before he shakes his head to clear his mind, “Get on the bed.”

“Emperor?”

His voice boomed as he slammed down his cup, “do not make me say it twice, I find myself to be quite angry when I have to repeat my words.” His throat pulsed in wrath, and his knuckles turned white from his fists being clenched.

You do as you're told, gingerly making your way to the enormous frame and mattress, sitting rigidly. Geta undresses himself, standing bare before you, that glorious length springing freely.

“The difference between Caracalla and myself, is I know how to use my God bless-ed cock to pleasure a woman, and I’m damn good at it.”

He’s on you in a flash, his breath sweet from the wine he had consumed. His body was solid on top of yours, pale skin never exposed to the sun. Enormous shoulders dressed in muscles that were hidden with robes daily. He sniffs loud, taking in your scent you feel his body shiver above you.

His teeth nip at your earlobe, piercing through the flesh releasing a trail of hot blood onto your neck. It’s swiftly lapped away by his tongue, a low groan following as he tastes you.

“If your blood is this sweet I would hate to know how you taste between your legs.”

You squirm beneath him as he bites your lip the same way, his canines piercing your plushy flesh and he moves his mouth over the bites, enjoying the iron-like taste. A flood of wetness rushes to your core and you suddenly feel hot everywhere… something Geta doesn’t miss.

“My brother’s whore is quick to becoming wet.” he says with a chuckle, sweeping his fingers between your folds, his rings collecting your arousal on his knuckles before he pulls them into his mouth, “mmmm leave it to Caracalla to fuck a bitch when she’s drier than a well.”

His mouth assaults your neck. Sweeping circling as he groans into you, his cock rutting against your sex as you pull him further into you, a hand coiled in his golden hair, yanking slightly, a traitorous moan escaping his lips.

Your hips widen to try to sneak the tip of him into your cunt but he only laughs at your attempt.

“Look how desperate you are, pathetic thing… so eager to be filled by a man who knows how to fuck.” He groans when your nails scratch down his back, and he licks his lip to not get too carried away.

That pitiful excuse for a human couldn’t satisfy his own hand, let alone a whore who begs to be brutalized.” You moan his name when he skims blunt nails around the peaks of your nipples, running his palms along your rib cage.

“You're teasing me, Emperor, te necessito.”

The snarl that seems to be a permanent fixture on his face curls on his lip, “begging is a good start, we both know how good you are on your knees, but I like the pity showing in your eyes, as if I’m your God.”

With that final word and title, Geta thrust himself into you, shredding your walls with each delicious inch of his cock buried inside of you. All breath is expunged from your lungs as you stare into the devil’s eyes, a chokehold to your own.

“Ora pro me, Deus meus, pray for me God,” he grunted as he pistoned back into your heat. Your screams filled his chambers, the tower shaking with seduction as he matched your shouts with grunts and moans of his own.

He pawed at your tits, squeezing and claiming every inch of skin he could get his hands on. Your thighs were wrapped around his waist, your hips circling to meet his rhythms. A large hand wrapped tight around your throat, and you licked your lips letting a grin spread against them.

Geta was leaned forward just enough for you to put a hand against his own throat, squeezing as tightly as you could. He wasn’t expecting this, wasn’t expecting someone to match his own sadistic fantasies.. let alone a commoner from a village he didn’t care to know the name of.

His eyes embellished like a dark jewel in a burning hell before he snarled and backhanded your cheek. He had never been more turned on, practically fucking you stupid as the welts from his rings raised on your skin.

“Puella pulchra, pretty girl,” Geta whispered into your ear after flipping you over, his cock wedged between your ass cheeks. “Mea es, mea es, you’re mine; no one else’s.”

His rings bit at your sides as he positioned your ass upwards, leaving his dental records in each cheek before slapping them hard in unison, mocking your yelp as he dribbled spit where he needed it to be.

With no warning he entered your other hole at a bruising pace. You saw black when Geta bottomed out and you swore you were near passing out from the stretch of his giant cock stuffed tight inside of you.

Your pussy throbbed to his commands as he pulled you by your neck with one hand, so your back was leaned against his chest. Thick fingers slotted themselves in the heat of your core until his rings were nestled against your clit. “How dare you let Caracalla have at you first, this cunt is too sweet, too sinful to not be mine.”

Babbling along to everything he said you simply screamed yes over and over, as your head lolled back on his shoulder. You came so hot and bound tight that it flooded his fingers and spread down your legs as he kept pounding inside of you.

“Oh fuck,” Geta grunted, shoving your forward to gain leverage on your hips as he pistoned into you a final time. A great yell breached his throat as his seed flooded your ass, filling it full and spilling over both himself and you, down to the laundered sheets.

You collapsed onto his bed, legs shaking and quaking struggling to catch your breath. Geta fell onto his back beside you, his skin glistening with sweat, his release coated thickly on his softening cock and pasted into the curly hair.

“Dulcis ut rosa,” he murmured with his eyes closed, licking his lips to savor your taste once more.

Tumbling on shaky knees, you lift yourself up just enough to eye his length, wrapping your mouth around his cock, sucking off his spend and yourself from him. Moaning as you devoured him.

He hissed at the contact, reaching out to stroke your cheek with his thumb “you’ve made a fool of me, you wicked thing, I’m nothing but a fool.”

When you were finished, Geta laid in silence beside you. His thumb strumming along his torso his eyes wide staring into the ceiling, deep in thought.

Noticing a decanter of wine you asked if he’d like another glass. “No,” he said, still staring upward, unable to look at you. “I’m tired, leave me now.”

Removing yourself from the bed you find the dressing robe he was wearing when he found you in the bath and slipped it over your shoulders.

Leaving his chambers left you feeling rotten.

It was strange how he looked at you during and after, he was talented just as he said he was, and you knew you’d never forget the night the other Emperor bed you in his sheets. For tomorrow was another day, back to Caracalla and his blubbering whines of the hardships of royalty.

Geta lie awake for hours. Eventually seeking refuge on his balcony staring into the pale ivory moon, silently asking the Gods for answers he himself didn’t know. He had bedded hundreds of women. Every shape, size and color. But you. The little gnat. You had been buzzing in his ears every night since you had gotten to Palatine Hill.

Since the day he laid his eyes on you and scoffed to try to denounce his admiration, Geta silently wished death on Caracalla when he claimed you as his own. His original plan was to spoil the apple from the inside out, use you as a spy to gain information about his deranged brother— but it became more to him, you became more. But why?

The God’s didn’t have the answers tonight, just like they hadn’t the night before, or every dawn since the night you showed up here. Guilt struck him like a bolt from Jupiter’s mighty hand and he pushed it down with the remaining wine he had stashed beside his bed.

The facaded mask he wore these days almost slipped off tonight when you lay beside him. How he wanted to reach out and touch your skin while you laid in euphoric bliss. And he shut you out to avoid something he couldn’t risk. He didn’t know how to love a woman, his love was for war and power, blood and gold— still the gnat buzzed, unrelentless.

Laying in the sex sodden sheets, he knew what his dream would be of tonight. It hadn’t changed in the months of you arriving here: Caracalla dead by his hand, and you, the gnat, sweet as a rose…his empress.

🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

latin translation:

virgines— virgins

dulcis ut rosa— sweet as a rose

balneum— bathing room

te necessito— i need you

ora pro me deus meus— pray for me my God

puella pulchra— pretty girl

mea es— you’re mine

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elaho · 9 months ago

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penguinooz · 7 months ago

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✌︎('ω')✌︎welcome to my blog!

「☆」 shows, movies - american horror story, hannibal, what we do in the shadows, our flag means death, donnie darko, a clockwork orange, the shining, pride and prejudice, its okay to not be ok, business proposal, brokeback mountian, mysterious skins, through my window saga, bridgerton, shameless, all of us are dead.

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p.s! i like drawing, reading, and more but this is getting super long…

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br4inr0tx · 1 year ago

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The Masterlist

This is a list of all the fandoms I write for.

Anime/Manga

- Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

- Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia

- Kuroshitsuji / Black Butler

- Death Note

- Angels of Death

- DevilMan Crybaby

- Kakegurui

- Diabolik Lovers

- Panty & Stocking

- Hellsing

- Bungou Stray Dogs

Games

- PURPLE: Director’s Cut

- The Phobia Project (Demo)

- John Doe

- House Hunted

- Frost Bite

- Boyfriend to Death

- The Price of Flesh

- Your Boyfriend

- Broken Colors

- Somethings Wrong with Sunny Day Jack

- My Dear Hatchet Man

- 14 Days With You

- Monster x Mediator

- Trapped With Jester

- Lurking For Love

- Mushroom Oasis

- Hiveswap

- Yandere Simulator

- Danganronpa (V1, V2, V3, and Despair Girls)

- Sally Face

- Identity V

- Dead by Daylight

- Billie Bust Up!

- A Hat in Time

- Sonic the Hedgehog

- Super Mario Bros!

- Dark Deception

- Resident Evil

- Five Nights at Freddy’s

- Friday Night Funkin’

- Undertale / Deltarune

- RPG Horror Games

- Loveless Biker Boys / Wild Biker Boys

- Baldur’s Gate 3

- Genshin Impact

- Poppy Playtime

- Call of Duty (Modern Warfare 1-3, Ghosts, and Black Ops 1-6 Only)

- That’s Not my Neighbor

- KinitoPET

- Indigo Park

- Sweet no Death

- Regretevator

- Zenless Zone Zero

- Amanda The Adventurer

Shows/Movies

- Southpark

- Hazbin Hotel

- Helluva Boss

- My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

- Monster High G1

- Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012-2018 Only)

- Metal Family

- The Amazing Digital Circus

- Transformers (Prime and Bayverse only)

- Murder Drones

- Scott Pilgrim Vs The World / Takes Off

- Gregory Horror Show

- Happy Tree Friends

- Beetlejuice

- K-12 / Crybaby Series

Misc

- Homestuck

- Randal’s Friends

- Vast Error

- Vocaloid

- Creepypasta

- Marble Hornets

- EverymanHYBRID

- The Walten Files

- The Mandela Catalogue

- The Outsiders

- Welcome Home

- Fundamental Paper Education

#masterlist #horror #writing #headcanons #matchups

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laguz · 2 months ago

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rei is such a cool character. shes acting as usagis foil/rival/shadow the hedgehog. being in that archetype alone makes me like her. but then you add the “she has experience/knows what shes doing” factor that comes with her being a shrine maiden that really elevates her character. like how much of her power is coming from the sailor mars get up? how much is her own innate ability she already had honed for years? idk i just love that she uses talisman and chants. she isnt losing herself to the sailor identity.

coming into this i was worried usagi was going to lose her “free spirit”.. she does act tough as sailor moon but im pretty sure shes just emulating sailor v and is trying to be iconic. love that for her. bc even transformed shes still a scaredy cat and a crybaby.

ami just so happens to be the weakest character wise so far (i loved her growing up, top three faves) shes filling the nerd archetype well but maybe a little too well you know? im happy usagi is pushing to be her friend its really sweet.

.. i grew up watching sm super s dub on repeat. thats all i had. i dont remember naru being there at all. it sucks bc usagis called her her best friend several times in this first season. i guess i get to find out what happens to naru. my guess is that lunas like “stop hanging out with civilians youre getting them hurt” but i know shes probably just gonna fade into obscurity as more scouts are introduced

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des2dream · 5 months ago

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Three of My Favorite Girl Groups in Media💕💖💕

Sailor Moon and The Sailor Guardians (1992-1997)

Usagi Tsukino is kind of a crybaby klutz who doesn't exactly get the best grades in school, is the reincarnated Princess Serenity of The Moon Kingdom, but most importantly she takes on the identity of Japan's hero, Sailor Moon fighting evil by moonlight and winning love by daylight! But, protecting Japan isn't a one-person occupation. She enlists the help of her reincarnated Sailor Guardians! We have the genius sweetheart Ami Mizuno (Sailor Mercury), the cool-headed but fiery-tempered Rei Hino (Sailor Mars), the strong yet well-put-together Makoto Kino (Sailor Jupiter), and the defender of love Minako Aino (Sailor Venus formally known as Sailor V). When they're not hanging out or studying for exams, they always come together to stop evil forces and reassure the citizens of Japan they'll be able to gain happiness and love. They even gain allies with the Outer Sailor Guardians and Usagi's future daughter, Chibiusa will always come back to the past to help her friends! Despite Usagi's moments of immaturity and clingy behavior towards her precious boyfriend, Mamoru Chiba (also known as Tuxedo Mask and reincarnated Prince Endymion of Earth), the group takes the good with the bad and still remain united as a group. Watch out, evil-doers! In the name of the moon, they will punish you!

2. The Winx Club Girls (2004-Present Day)

It all started with a girl named, Bloom! A girl on Earth who thought she was ordinary, but after an encounter with Stella (Fairy of the Sun and Moon and Princess of Solaria), she discovers that she too possesses the powers of a fairy! She then attends Alfea (the collage for fairies) in Magix where she meets her dormmates, Flora (Fairy of Nature), Musa (Fairy of Music), and Techna (Fairy of Technology) as well as Stella (of course) and they've been together since their first day of school. While learning to be full-fledged fairies, they all learn new things about each other and work through their problems while also having multiple battles with the most feared witches from Cloud Tower, The Trix. Their friendship only grows stronger when they find a friend in Layla who is later named, Aisha (Fairy of Waves and Princess of Andros) and meet The Pixies where each of the girls have a bonded pixie! Though, they're not perfect. Stella may get under the girl's skin at times, Techna struggles with human emotions, Flora struggles to come out of her shell and is kind of a mess with her plants, Musa deals with the aftermath of losing her mother along with having relationship issues, Aisha struggles with the concept of making new friends and feeling like she belongs, and Bloom can have a fiery temper. Though, they managed to work trough their problems to help each other leading to them gaining their Charmix and Enchantix. It's their teamwork that also contributes to their Convergence spells to help stop evil threats attacking their school and the magical realm. Even after graduating, they become assistant teachers and work to bring magic back to Earth with the help of a new Winx girl, Roxy (Fairy of Animals). These girls are the ultimate club! The Winx Club!

3. MLP: Friendship is Magic's The Mane Six (2010-2019)

In the magical land of Equestria, the almighty alicorn Princess Celestia assigns her top student (yet incredibly introverted), Twilight Sparkle and her faithful assistant (also baby dragon), Spike to stay in a town called, Ponyville in order for her to make friends. On the day of The Summer Sun Celebration, Princess Celestia is captured by the return of Nightmare Moon and Twilight rushes in to save her in search of The Elements of Harmony, but she isn't alone. She is assisted by Ponyville's residents Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie. During their journey, Twilight enjoys their company and starts to see their capability as well as learning to trust them and during their face-off with Nightmare Moon, she sees the truth of The Elements of Harmony! Applejack holds the power of Honesty, Fluttershy holds the power of Kindness, Rarity holds the power of Generosity, Pinkie Pie holds the power of Laughter, Rainbow Dash holds the power of Loyalty, and Twilight holds the power of Magic! They use the elements to defeat Nightmare Moon and revert her into Celestia's long lost sister, Princess Luna. Ever since then, this group has been inseparable! Throughout their adventures, they have always kept their elemental bond as well as their friendship despite their flaws. Such as Pinkie not giving proper boundaries, Applejack being too eager to please, Fluttershy needing to be more assertive, Rarity having her "drama queen" antics, Rainbow Dash being too cocky, and Twilight needing everything to go according to plan and going "Twily-nanas" as her brother puts it. They have a track record of reforming villains and becoming idolized by all of Equestria after every victory. They've really grown into being heroes, to teachers at their School of Friendship, to becoming honorary protectors. Twilight used to wonder what friendship could be, and now she has five true true friends who she practically considers family!

#discussion #sailor moon #winx club #mlp fim

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trozeikylis · 8 months ago

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The Human Heart, Divine Judgment, and Mechs

Spoilers for the OG series and End of Evangelion. I’d highly advise you watch those first so you can make your own opinion before looking at this.

I recently watched all of Eva for the first time recently since my friend invited me to watch End of Eva for its special theater viewing. To be honest, I didn’t know really what to expect when I went in, but I had heard a lot of things and had figured now would be a good time to finally bite the bullet and have one large, cathartic session of child soldier trauma. What I didn’t expect would be a 10 hour binge-fest of tears and a major reconsideration of myself in the process.

I knew that this show was heavy and wasn’t going to pull punches. It’s kinda why I opted to binged the initial 26 episodes by myself on one day. And while I wouldn’t recommend it for everyone because I felt absolutely horrendous from the messed up state of mind it left me in, it’s definitely something I’d suggest doing if you have the guts for it.

As for the show and movie itself, I’m glad that I watched them both sometime during my life. As I said earlier, this is not for everyone. It’s mature, unadulterated emotions splayed on the canvas for all to see. If you couldn’t stand something like Devilman Crybaby, then this is probably not for you. But by the same token, it’s a deep retrospection of yourself and (Japanese) society as a whole when you look at it from an analytical lens. The concept of merging every being into one, essentially eliminating the self is such an extreme that I’ve never even considered would be possible, and yet, they made it work. There’s numbers and logic and science, but by the same token, nothing explicitly explains why the Evas are capable of taking matters into their own hands through the inhibiting armor. But it doesn’t need to.

Are we worthy to continue existing? Are we worthy of our lives as a whole, or as an individual? These are the two questions that Eva proudly poses, with each group giving different answers. And it’s very obvious of the stances of each party: the pilots and those that stand with them, and the Seele. However, because the opinions of the children are cast aside, it very much reflects the mentality humanity has put into its youth: disregarded due to the lack of experience. But those that do acknowledge them understand that once, they too were in their shoes. It’s why those that sided with them had similar situations of absent or neglectful parents, those that barely had an appearance, and thusly, carved a determined individual out of spite rather than praise and attendance.

And while Shinji gets a lot of flak for being hesitant to his fate, I have to firmly disagree on the logic that those fans have for him. It’s obvious from the beginning that while he wishes to not cause harm, it’s the fate he’s drawn to and eventually a key part of his identity. If he wasn’t an Eva pilot, would anyone else ever hear his cello? Would anyone else bother looking at him? He’s an average guy with average grades on purpose, and yet one who must answer the call and push past his neglectful childhood in order to sprout the seed of humanity.

As for Rei and Asuka, this is the first series in a long time that made me ask myself: “why were you written in this story? For what purpose do you have to the message of the plot?” Rei was quite simple, but Asuka? Asuka drove me mad. I could not comprehend her reasoning for existing. Without Asuka, Shinji was on a steady platform for growth and acceptance, for understanding flaw and fault and yet being able to hold his head high and make positive relationships regardless of what others think. When she came in on the 7th episode, I was excited. I was curious as to why so many people were attracted to her character, but it fell incredibly flat. Her stubborn ego and standoffish attitude clashed with the sheer positivity I had seen from online. She was asinine and cruel to Shinji, who clearly had a lot of visible issues going on, even if he was silent about them. Even after the explanation of her mother going insane to eventually committing suicide, I felt nothing. I had figured that she had ongoing familial issues (as did the rest of the cast that directly interacted with the pilots), but at this point when everybody’s special, nobody is.

It wasn’t until I had watched the movie that it finally clicked for me. Asuka, standing proudly in the apartment, staring at Shinji, echoing what had already been stated throughout the show. The confidence that Shinji could never have stared back at him, the woman within his grasp undesirable. One who is lauded and praised endlessly for her accelerated education and incredible synchronization with the Eva, and yet… everything Shinji despises. She is the truth that he rejects. She is the foil to Shinji, one who accepts and runs toward the truth, and gets hurt because of it. After all, while they both watched their mothers’ lives end, Asuka is the only one who made it shape her thoughts. It festered and built after all that time, allowing her to finally accept her AT fields and use them until the end.

It doesn’t matter how many times Shinji’s train-space in his head has to attempt to process the same information. It doesn’t get through until that very scene, and in a strange sense, made me truly enjoy Asuka as a character and thusly, that entire scene. It’s truly a shame it was resolved via domestic violence, but by the same token, has Shinji ever had such an authority with his voice to realize that it may have been effective in that moment? Not to say “boys will be boys” or anything of the sort, but by the same token, when you know nothing else aside from biting the hand that feeds, what will a wild beast do when they are taught nothing?

I’m honestly surprised that words are not talked about more in the series. Like the Spear of Longinius, they are more than capable of cutting through AT fields and resonating with the soul. You see them work and be effective with the improving synchronicity rates, when he surpasses Asuka. The positive reinforcement truly bolsters him and lets him stand for himself again after she initially arrives. Maybe it’s even what makes him desperate for her approval. Perhaps his loneliness had truly started to eat at him and she was the fastest person he could contact. There are a lot of different reasons that he could be so stuck on her. At the same time, though, from the perspective of a child deep in depression and torment, words are simply just noise that fill the air.

Speaking of which, many laud the series for an accurate depiction of depression and anxiety, and while I didn’t really get the feeling of the latter until End of Eva, Shinji’s self-affirmations and hesitance always had resonated with me. The feeling of not knowing what tomorrow will be or how the world will elect to view you always creeps in the back of your mind.

And before I forget: the original ending, while technically fantastic to break down and the message being amazing in its open-endedness, definitely left a lot to be had. That said, I am grateful it exists as it helps build more context for End of Eva. It gives an introspection on Shinji, and how he defines the human heart. The turmoil that fights at him while he sits under the staircase during the Seele raid, the thoughts that rush through his head while a giant Rei stares expectingly at him, the collective consciousness flooding through his head whilst he becomes fanta, they’re all proudly on display through those initial last two episodes.

However, I will definitely appreciate the End of Evangelion for tying everything very neatly. Knowing the fate of Shinji and the world appends to the message of the show. That despite everything, despite the apocalypse and nobody wanting to join you, you can find hope. You can carry what others have dropped and make sure your own dreams can be within reality. What others think of you shouldn’t matter. While external appreciation is nice, it shouldn’t define you as a person. However, it’s ok to be afraid. Otherwise, we would all be one person with several different bodies, and without each other being different in our own ways, there would be no reason to carry on anymore.

So, what do you wish for? What do you want? Would you like to be one, in body, in mind, and in spirit?

I didn’t realize I had this many words to say about Eva, but it did resonate with me pretty intensely. If you’ve read this far, thank you for listening to my rambling. It’s insane how content that’s produced from a region that is resistant to understanding mental health and from such a long time ago still has merit in this current age, but life finds a way. I definitely wish to watch the rest of the content that came out for this because it’s been an incredibly validating experience despite how unrealistic it is. Once I’m done with Eva, I’ll probably watch other things to make me feel absolutely horrendous and write about them here. Or not, who knows?

#spoilers #neon genesis evangelion #review

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ax3dbuddy · 1 year ago

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Intro to my blog

Hi everyone, my name is Michael Tobias but you call me Mike or Toby, I'm 8teen, I'm half indigenous Canadian and half Mexican but I live in South Italy and can speak Italian, English, Spanish and German. I'm a cosplayer, artist and HUGE horror lover

My special interests are fnaf, creepypasta, forensic science, reptiles (snakes in particular), spiders and raccoons

The fandoms im into are fnaf creepypasta john doe games life is strange identity v evangelion the legend of Zelda Pokémon popee the performer dhmis the world of mr plant league of legends devilman crybaby tbhk slenderverse black butler bsd and more

I like nu metal a lot, especially Korn, Limp Bizkit, System of a Down, Slipknot, Linking Park and Deftones

I also like different types of music like black veil brides, pierce the veil, will wood odetari 6arelyhuman the nbhd and more

I also like photography so you might find something photography related

Mentally stuck in the late 90s early 2000s

Byi know that im autistic and have adhd so I MIGHT infodump on my hyperfixations

This said

Welcome to my blog!

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black-and-white-showdown · 2 years ago

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Brackets are finally here! All duos were matched up randomly.

Side 1:

Nezumi and Shion - No.6 vs Cole and Zane - Ninjago

Bi'an and Wujiu - Identity V vs Shinji and Kowaru - Neon Genesis Evangelion

Izuru Kamukura and Nagito Komeada(Servant) - Danganronpa vs Roman and Remus Sanders - Sanders Sides

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan - Mo dao zu shi/The Untamed vs Kabane Kusaka and Kon - Kemono Jihen

Shadow the Hedgehog and Rouge the Bat - Sonic vs Lenore and Anabel lee - Nevermore

Ming Yi and Shi Qingxuan - Heaven Official's Blessing vs Akira Fudo and Ryo Asuka - Deviman(and crybaby)

Raiden Mei and Kiana Kaslana - Honkai Impact 3rd vs Akira Kurusu(Joker) and Goro Akechi(crow) - Persona 5

Miles Morales and Gwen Stacey - Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse vs Blake Belladonna and Weiss Schnee - RWBY

Side 2:

Ingo and Emmet - Pokemon vs Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion - Sailor Moon

Suguru Geto and Sataru Gojo - Jujutsu Kaisen vs Yuuri Katsuki and Victor Nikivorof - Yuri on Ice

Jack Noir and Peregrine Mendicant - Homestuck vs Callie and Marie - Splatoon

Simon Blackquill and Nahyuta Sahdmadhi - Ace Attorney vs Mr. White and Mr. Black - Johnny Test

Crowley and Aziraphale - Good Omens vs Bad Billions and Good Billions - Kipao and the Age of the Wonderbeasts

Meowlody and Purrsephone - Monster High vs Rue and Ahiru(Duck) - Princess Tutu

Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk - Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint vs Ryuji Korekuni and Tomohisa Kitakado - B-Project*

Atsushi and Akutagawa - Bungou Stray Dogs vs Noelia and Yuelia - Fantasy Life

Round 1 will start later on today and will continue onto tomorrow

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daemonwritesstuff · 1 year ago

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OFFICAL MASTERLIST (will be updated whenever.)

ANIME/MANGA:

Neon Genesis Evangelion, Bungo Stray Dogs, Demon Slayer, Tokyo Revengers, Toilet Bound Hanako Kun, Blue Lock, Kuroko’s Basketball, The Promised Neverland, Chainsaw Man, TGCF, Death Note, Spy X Family, The Study Case Of Vanitas, Haikyuu!, Buddy Daddies, Jujustu Kaisen, Free!, HXH, Black Butler, Oshi No Ko, Demon Slayer, Asassination Classroom, Jojos Bizzare Adventure, Saiki K, Fruits Basket, Lie In Your April, Toradora, Violet Evergarden, Kakeguri, Devilman Crybaby, Banana Fish, Doukyuusei, Sasaki To Miyano, Yuri On Ice!!, Your Name, A Silent Voice, Horimiya, Stars Align, Attack On Titan, Akudama Drive, Sk8 The Infinity, Land Of Lustrous, Iruma Kun! Welcome To Demon School, One Piece, My Hero Academia, Tokyo Ghoul, Bleach, Soul Eater, Monster, Serial Experiments Lain, Food Wars!, Gintama, Fairy Tail, Nana, Magical Girl: Madoka, Hellsing, Zom100, No Game No Life, Kamisama Kiss, Seraph Of The End, Fire Force, Ouran High School Host Club, Charlotte, Erased, Moriarty The Patriot, Wonder Egg Priority, Lucky Star, Rascal Does Not Dream Of Bunny Girl Senpai, Rent A Girlfriend, The Quintessential Quintuplets, Mushoku Teisei: Jobless Reincarnation, The Rising Of The Shield Hero, Nichijou, Girl From The Other Side, School Days, Link Click

GAMES:

Your Turn To Die, Danganronpa, Persona Series, Genshin Impact, Omori, Bayonetta, Honkai Star Rail, Five Nights At Freddy’s, Obey Me, Mystic Messenger, Resident Evil, Honkai Impact 3rd, Tears Of Themis, Twisted Wonderland, Hypnosis Mic, Needy Streamer Girl Overdose, Cookie Run Kingdom, Ensemble Stars, Project Sekai: Colorful Stage, BanG Dream, Identity V, Final Fantasy 7, The Quarry, NieR:Automata, Drakengard, Your Boyfriend, Undertale, Doki Doki Literature Club, Deltarune, Sally Face, Light And Night, Zenless Zero Zone, Dead Plate

CARTOONS:

Inside Job, The Amazing World Of Gumball, Gravity Falls, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Clone High, South Park, Total Drama Llama, Family Guy, BoJack Horseman, Big Mouth, Amphibia, Adventure Time

OTHER:

Vocaloid/UTAU, Breaking Bad, Stranger Things, AlRawabi School for Girls, Marvel, Alice In Borderland, Girl From Nowhere, Eddsworld, Homestuck, Hamilton, Creepypasta, Marble Hornets, Webtoon, Pearl Boy, Nijisanji EN (vtubers), K-pop groups, Vkei Bands, The Walten Files, The Evillous Chronicles, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Murder Drones, Heartstopper, The Mandela Catalog, SCP Foundation, Harry Potter, House of The Dragon, Game of Thrones, The Price Of Flesh, Boyfriend to Death

#jaxrels navigation !

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sakuramidnight15 · 2 years ago

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-HSA OC Information-

Character Bio

Name: Chenoa Acquarone

(Japanese: チェノアアクアローネ)

Romaji: Chenoa Akuarōne

Quote: "Ack!!! I'm so sorry but I can please finish this before the next one if you mind!?"

V/A: Saori Hiyama (Japanese)

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Birthday: January 28

Star Sign: Aquarius

Eye Color: Light Lavender (Her Normal Eye Color)

Dark Jean Blue (Second Eye Color and Half-Myth power activation)

Hair Color: Pastel Sky

Height: 172 cm

Race: Half Human, Half Myth/Hybrid

Species: Bakunawa

Homeland: Crystalsle Village (The fifth country in the island of enchantment)

Family: Francis Acquarone (Father)

Villia Chariton (Mother)

Eugene Chariton (Older Twin Brother)

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School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Nextunia (@missputotyra)

School Year: Second

Class: 2-A (Same Class with Chouka and Toshihiro)

Student no. 8 (A transfer student)

Occupation: Student

Code Maker or Programmer

Manicure and Pedicure Artist (In secret)

Official Data Coder of the SIDC (Meaning: Supernaturals Investigation Department Center)

Club: Hoverboard Club

Best Subject: Target Class, Hand to Hand Combat, and Social Media

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Favorite Color: Lavender, White, and Blue

Favorite Food: Mint Ice-cream, Spicy Noodles (From Lynette's Family Restaurant), Whipped Cream Pancakes, Pasta with extra tomato sauce, White Glazed Donuts,

Least Favorite Food: Anything Too Sweet, Too Much Chocolates, Lemonade, Water-Flavored Drinks (Will get a possible stomach ache),

Likes: Manicure and Pedicure Designs (Mostly), Keeping her finger and toe nails clean, Holographic Designs (of which so ever), Video Games (Horror Games mostly), Anime Cosplaying (In secret), Relaxing in whichever areas (Mostly), Zodiac/Dark Star Themed Aesthetics,

Dislikes: Direct Eye contacts (Mostly), Noisy Places, Being Intimidated or Underestimated, Getting her either of her nails dirty (Mostly), Unreasonable Statements (Please don't give her that), Her twin brother's cocky statements, Getting headaches,

Hobbies: Playing Video Games (Mostly on Horror), Creating Holographic Designs (Mostly), Guessing Games (Only with Freya, since she’s hide her voice), Manicure and Pedicure Artist (Mostly), Anime Cosplaying, Self-care remedies,

Talents: Transforming into her half-myth form, Water-sight Ability, Ice Magic, Hypnotizing Ability, Taekwondo (But Faster then her brother), Code-recongition, Solo Sleuth, Underwater Third-eye,

Nicknames: Cena or Chena (From her family and friends)

Chenoa-senpai or Acquarone-senpai (From the freshmen students and mostly for Lynn and her friends)

Mrs. Acquarone (From the SIDC workers and trainers)

Cina (From Aimi, Cynthia, and Irelyn)

Little Sis or Sissy (From Eugene, would pinch Jim to stop calling her that)

Other Nicknames:

N/A

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Appearance and Personality

Appearance: Chenoa has a slight tall and feminine figure, despite wearing heels or not whenever she goes out and holds a similar appearance to her twin brother, Eugene but more feminine to her gender. She has long pastel sky colored hair which she ties at the bottom of her hair with a medium sized bow ribbon. She has light lavender colored eyes which it can turn into dark jean blue whenever she uses her myth abilities. Chenoa is somewhat a timid person and gets easy to get scared.

Personality: Chenoa is the youngest and first daughter within her family and is Eugene's younger twin sister, although her personality holds the opposite despite they were born identical to their appearances but their personalities during their childhood. Chenoa as a child tends to be a bit a crybaby slightly but it slowly stops as she grows older.

As mentioned, Chenoa gets scared slightly easy but it will only happened once to the people that she isn't familiar with in the academy and it will stop eventually, however with her twin brother and her friends however, it was a daily dose for her to get startled a lot of times from them, especially from her brother and Freya a lot as well. But with her half-myth companions, she well familiar with them despite being a victim of getting startled a lot on a daily basis, though she may or not have tried to hide this fact.

Chenoa has her own mannerisms whenever she interacting with anyone, but tired to be at least mature or formal and not letting her timidity in the way, she can be a little bit socializing with anyone she meets, and in addition if you get close with her (including with her twin brother), Chenoa is your fashion geek bestie.

But there are days if you have some of the hobbies that she likes but kept hidden, she'll become your alarm clock for self-care duties. Making sure that you don't slack off after playing video games all day.

Be careful whenever you're with her, cause Chenoa tends to check whenever you have rather a foul-like or facade attitude with her. Like a few of her co-workers, she tends to be selective to whoever she talks to. So she hides this fact from anyone before trusting them.

Although she doesn't have good control on her negative emotions that well, so it wouldn't be that normal is she started lashing things out of the ordinary within a silence mood.

This girl needs some time to adjust herself in, but she's stressing out slightly... Someone needs to calm her down.

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Trivia

-The name 'Chenoa' means Dove. While her surname 'Acquarone' means possibly from a place name or an occupation derived from Italian acqua - water.

-She's based from Blue heart/Rei Ryghts from the series.

-Eugene often teases her a lot, in exchange Chenoa messes with him back on a daily basis.

-She's eventually close with Jovanni and Ami, since she can be pretty much on fashion, but more on self-care tips.

-An expert at manicure and pedicure, and also in cleaning her own nails as well.

-Plays games with Freya alongside with her brother Eugene.

-She was a victim within poison gas which it was believed to be a trap set off on purpose during one of the trips with her family, received a four week hospitalization alongside with her brother.

-Respects her rank captain Whitney during SIDC work duties, although Marleigh and Manase recommend her skills at nailwork.

-Is an expert at coding and adding virtual 3D programming, her works are in separated files so it won't get messy.

-Is slightly annoyed with Quinn or Fuyuhiko a bit.

-Was the one who let the main trio to let her teach them about self-care tips. Chenoa seems excited about telling them.

-Her voice sounds a bit meek whenever she talks, and in addition of squeaking too much. Her her attitude changes whenever she's in a bad mood. Which is why I chose Saori Hiyama to be her voice actor.

-Has a pet white pomeranian named Fuwa.

#mc #oc #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #gacha club #gacha games #bio #hourglass station academy #hsa #character information #chenoa acquarone #chen

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