About

Current Projects

House Of Misfits
A series of slice of life short stories following ten characters living in one house far away from anything interesting. Hoping to turn it into an adult cartoon.
Safety Blanket
indefinite hiatus
A coming-of-age novel following a Muslim girl as she enters her senior year of high school. Her family doesn't make her follow all the rules, so she's determined to have as much fun as she wants.
*Title Pending*
Hoping to develop a children's show with a nonbinary hijabi protagonist. No info at the moment.

History

I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil, but only started making characters in 5th grade. I never considered photography until I took digital arts as a high school freshman. And it wasn't until 2021 I actually started taking writing seriously.
I'd say I'm most experienced in the concept design part of creating and my animation needs the most work.

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Areas Of Expertise

__From most expirienced to least__
-Character design
-Illustrations
-photography
-storytelling
-animation

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Personal Mission Statement

To write stories to help people cope, to explore taboo subjects, to bring light to people's lives, and, most importantly, to show that representation matters.

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Inspiration

Individual Artists/Writers

• Reitanna Seishin x

• ginjaninjaowo/ActuallyRea x x x

• Katzun x x

• JaidenAnimations x x

• Emirichu x x

• lavendertowne x

• Lily Orchard x x

• VivziePop x x

• Tee Franklin x

• belbeeps x x

• glacierclear x x

• sweetsubun x x

• leclecarchie x x

• zerozeroren x

• gingersnap x

• witchyvixie x x

• fortune_cat x x

• lovmura x x

• cherrichus x x

• starheavenly x

• chikn nuggit x x x

Published Medias

• Invader Zim

• My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic

• Chowder

• No Game No Life

• Kipo And The Age Of Wonderbeasts

• Family Guy

• Akame Ga Kill

• Aggretsuko

• Total Drama

• Hilda

• Brand New Animal

• The Good Place

• Sesame Street

• A lot of Disney movies

• Season 1 of The Owl House

• Gravity Falls

• Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel

• Dead End: Paranormal Park

• Harley Quinn: The Animated Series

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Goals

• I want to improve my storytelling skills

• I want to create some silly little slice-of-life stories, I think the market is too saturated with adventure fantasy

• I want to work closely with kids and young teens to create a story I know they will want

• I want to be able to tell stories about heavy subjects while continuing to be lighthearted (similar to Sesame Street)

• I want to run my own show (preferably multiple)

• I want to be a published author (short stories, novels, comics, whatever I get the chance)

• I want to learn to do comic art

• I want to develop my animation skills more

Original Characters

Mascot

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Flags, left to right:
bigender, nonbinary, oriented aroace, abrosexual, polyamorous, pink lesbian, blue gay

Jewel
My persona/mascot
Full name: Jewel
Age: 18
Pronouns: it/its
Gender: a multigender mess but a pinkish/purplish hue describes it pretty well
Sexuality: acespec/arospec abrosexual/romantic
Species: elf
Likes: punk rock music, the texture of shaved hair, hot chocolate, platform shoes, big ole stompin boots, jewelry
Dislikes: ppl who judge others on appearance in casual settings, censorship, ppl who take internet discourse seriously
Interests: fashion, makeup, cosplay, art, photography, gaming, anime, internet discourse
Diagnoses: ADHD, severe asthma, Dyslexia
Language(s): English
Summary: Jewel is an overly bubbly little stoner elf. It lives on a small floating rock in a solar system with two suns. It has a small house with a rope attached to an even smaller rock with a flower garden and tree on it. The tree grows Achee fruit, a sweet heart-shaped fruit, and the bush grows Dream Frerry, a pink flower similar to a rose. It has purple heart-shaped freckles, a mole above its belly button, and two tattoos. Both sides of its hair are shaved, and it sometimes flips its hair to the other side if it wants more volume.
Playlist: On YouTube

House Of Misfits

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Flags, left to right:
genderpiracy, genderpunk, nomaflexible

Jason
Full name: Jason
Age: 20
Pronouns: he/him/his/hisself, fuck/fuck/fucks/fucksself
Gender: boy, genderpiracy, genderpunk
Sexuality: nomaflexible
Species: demon
Likes: gently and affectionately teasing Amber, weed
Dislikes: negative feelings, serious people, being 'professional'
Interests: punk fashion
Diagnoses: Autism, anorexia
Language(s): English, Spanish
Summary: Jason lives in a house with nine other people, but tends to keep to himself. Usually found hanging out on the couch listening to music, he's not aware of his surroundings and generally won't notice problems or messes. He gets irritated fast, but would rather be playful about it than actually yell or argue. To others, it looks like he couldn't care less about his house, but they're the most important people in the world. To him, they're his family. He isn't physically affectionate AT ALL, preferring to do things behind the scenes like making sure everyone eats or takes their medication. Jason is in one throuple with Amber and Zero, and is also dating Cleo and Milly outside of that. He is a little insecure about his attraction to Cleo/Liam and Milly, both of them being the first and only dudes he's ever been attracted to. It didn't help that when it happened he told an online friend who insisted that he had to have been attracted to other dudes and just didn't remember it, when Jason knew that, no, this was definitely the first time he'd ever liked a dude,
Jason grew up in the foster care system and was never adopted. He went into the system when he was 2 years old after his parents were hunted by demon hunters while he was home with a babysitter. While in foster care, he experienced intense bullying for how much he ate. This was because when he was younger and upset he would just eat his safe foods. When he was about 12 the bullying became so bad he stopped eating around people, and at 14 he stopped eating. It was so severe that a foster family he was with had him sent to a mental hospital, which is where he met Amber. At first he picked up some bad habits from Amber, but this just meant they ended up figuring things out together. Amber rationalized her anger at everything and everyone to him, and Jason agreed, they did both deserve to be angry. This is a habit that neither of them fully broke out of, but definitely manifests in different ways. They both left at different points (although Jason relapsed a couple of times and had to return once or twice) and tried to keep up with each other, but they both had a lot going on in their lives and Amber sucks at keeping up relationships. By the time Jason was 18, Amber had moved to a city fairly close to him and they agreed to meet up. About a year later they agreed to move in together, and a year after that they actually did. They didn't get together until after they lived together for two months. At some point, Jason started talking to Zero online and they started dating, after Liam moved in Jason invited Zero to move in and ey and Amber also started dating.
Playlist: On YouTube

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Flags, left to right: cloudgender, soloamare, unianthrosexual

Amber
Full name: Amber Rose
Age: 23
Pronouns: she/her/her/herself
Gender: cloudgender girl
Sexuality: unianthrosexual,
soloamare (romantic)
Species: fawn (deer satyr)
Likes: Jason, Zero, Cleo/Liam
Dislikes: mess, pranks, pancakes
Interests: herbalism, homeopathic medicine, witchcraft, theology, geology
Diagnoses: Major Depressive Disorder, Anti-Social Personality Disorder
Language(s): English
Summary: Amber is a mom-friend that lives in a house with nine other people. She has Major Depressive Disorder and takes medication, but often forgets it (usually, Jason will remind her, but won't force her to take it). She also has Anti-Social Personality Disorder, which strained her relationship with her family until she moved out. Their relationship improved significantly once she moved out since they didn't have to deal with her, as they had difficulty actually understanding why she did things. She's still doesn't like them very much. She is very physically affectionate and you will rarely find her without someone on her arm. Amber and Jason are dating, but have an open relationship. While Jason has other significant others, Amber doesn't. She has trouble forming connections with other people due to her personality disorder, which is part of the reason she and Jason decided to rent out their extra rooms. Since it gives her unavoidable situations to be around other people, and it is working. She is particularly fond of Zero and Cleo/Liam and has an improving relationship with Milly. Everyone else in the house, however, as far as she is concerned, just exists. Amber is missing an arm and has many scars all over her body. This is due to being a human trafficking victim, and her abuser being extremely violent. She was around him since she was born, all of it ending with the event that caused her to lose her arm when she was 12. When she was 14, she was adopted by a human couple who only chose her for her looks. They didn't really do any digging into her outside of that and by the time they found out about what happened to her, they considered their pride on the line. They didn't want their image ruined by getting so close to her moving in before changing their minds. They went ahead with adopting her, despite not wanting her anymore. Because of her trauma, she had many problems adjusting to a life where she was expected to be sweet, perfect, and quiet. Her parents didn't really understand this, so instead of trying to talk to her about it, they sent her to boarding schools and mental hospitals. This did help to an extent as Amber did need therapy and medication, but she also needed stability and familiarity. It became a pattern where Amber would get shipped off to a prestigious boarding school that she was "so lucky to get the opportunity to attend", get kicked out for various reasons (lashing out, fighting bullies, failing grades, etc), and get put in a hospital. Right before she turned 17, she got sent to a hospital where she thrived in. They found the perfect medication for her dissociation, helped her try to talk to her parents (this failed, but the nurses had her back), and she met Jason. After she left her parents sent her off to another boarding school, where she actually tried to stay, but ended up getting kicked out due to being bullied and starting fights. After that, her parents gave up on boarding schools and private schools and she was homeschooled until she was 18. When she turned 18 her parents gave her an allowance that was basically "don't cause trouble; don't come home" money. She moved around a lot until finally moving in with Jason.
Playlist: On YouTube

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Flags, left to right: femboy, bisexual

Milly
Full name: Milo 'Milly' Lune
Age: 19
Pronouns: he/him/his/hisself
Gender: boy
Sexuality: bisexual/romantic
Species: putto (commonly/wrongly known as cherub)
Likes: Casper, gore, writing, Sex On The Beach, pastel colours
Dislikes: bitter drinks, dull colours, vibrant colours
Interests: sweet lolita, pirate lolita, mixology
Diagnoses: N/A
Language(s): English, learning Japanese
Summary: Milly lives in a house with nine other people. One of those people is Casper, his lovely boyfriend. They both make jokes about being both femboys with such different aesthetics (Cecili joins in).
Playlist:

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Flags, left to right:
abinary, asexual, abroromantic, panromantic, butch lesbian (romantic)

Zero
Full name: Zero
Age: 21
Pronouns: ey/em/eir/eirself
Gender: abinary
Sexuality: asexual, abroromantic (lesbian/pan)
Species: elf
Likes: drugs
Dislikes: yelling, bad vibes
Interests: gaming, pharmacogenomics
Diagnoses: N/A
Language(s): English
Summary: Zero lives in a house with nine other people. Ey couldn't be happier. Eir family is rich and sends money, but absolutely miserable to live with. So ey lives with a bunch of friends.
Playlist: On YouTube

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Flags, left to right:
bigender, genderfluid, polyamorous,
male lesbian by aerons-pride-flags on Tumblr (deactivated)

Cleo/Liam
Full name: Cleo/Liam
Age: 19
Pronouns: she/her/her/herself, he/him/his/hisself
Gender: bigender/genderfluid
Sexuality: male lesbian, polyamorous
Species: concubus
Likes: speeding, cuddles, smoking
Dislikes: going too far
Interests: pranks
Diagnoses: N/A
Language(s): English
Summary: Cleo lives in a house with nine other people, who she constantly pulls pranks on. He knows his limits however and avoids them when other's are upset. If he plays a prank and then sees that somethings off, he'll do anything to fix it, whether it's getting meds or cleaning up the mess he made. One time she made a huge mess, and only afterward realized that Amber was out of pills, so she bribed Casper and Cecili to go with her to the city and pick up everyone's prescriptions. Liam is also a playful flirt and likes to pick on Andie and Milly because of how flustered they get.
Playlist:

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Flags, left to right:
aporagender, pan lesbian, sapphic

Lucille
Full name: Lucille Rearings
Age: 22
Pronouns: she/her/hers/herself
Gender: aporagender
Sexuality: pan lesbian (sapphic)
Species: human
Race: African-American
Likes: Aniyah
Dislikes: loud noises, pushy people,
Interests: pastel goth fashion
Diagnoses: Autistic
Language(s): English, Spanish
Summary: Lucille used to live in the deep south with her and Aniyah's families. She and Aniyah grew up together; their families shared a duplex. They got married right out of high school; their families immediately got enough money together to send them somewhere else, as they lived in a very small town in Texas. It wasn't much, however, so they looked for places with cheap rent and ended up rooming with eight other people. Lucille mostly keeps to herself, as she is completely uninterested in most other people. She prefers to stay with Aniyah, though even when they lived at home they didn't share a room. Although Lucille had a very stand-offish attitude, she's very attached to Aniyah. Wherever Aniyah goes, she follows. Lucille is autistic and semiverbal, and when she was younger, had a habit of walking on her tip toes. Her mom managed to get ahold on and correct this habit before it caused much muscle damage, but she still does time to time tip toe without realizing it.
Playlist:

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Flags, left to right:
transfeminine, rosegender by HarmonicLol, biromantic, lesbian

Aniyah
Full name: Aniyah Amaryllis Rearings
Age: 22
Pronouns: she/her/her/herself
Gender: trans woman, rosegender
Sexuality: biromantic lesbian (split attraction model)
Species: hybrid; human/plant person
Race: Afro-Latina, mixed African-American (mom's side) and Guatemalan (Dad's side)
Likes: Lucille, tudor roses, classical music
Dislikes: loud noises, fire
Interests: botany, entomology,
Diagnoses: N/A (no insurance)
Language(s): English, Spanish
Summary: Aniyah used to live in the deep south with her and Lucille's families. She and Lucille grew up together; their families shared a duplex. They got married right out of high school; their families immediately got enough money together to send them somewhere else, as they lived in a very small town in Texas. It wasn't much, however, so they looked for places with cheap rent and ended up rooming with eight other people. Everyone in the house is generally warm to Aniyah. Her legs are very weak, being mostly made of foliage, so she uses crutches most days and a wheelchair on days she feels particularly weak or when her arms are tired. Despite her weak legs, her arms are pretty strong, her forearms having bark around them, and gaining muscle from supporting her body on her crutches. Before she had crutches, all she could do was hold onto her mom and Lucille for support. And if she was alone, she had to lean against the wall or just stay in place until someone came to help.
Playlist:

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Flags, left to right:

Andie
Full name: Andie Dove
Age: 20
Pronouns: she/her/her/herself, they/them/their/theirself
Gender: nonbinary girl
Sexuality: lesbian
Species: archangel
Likes: dresses, archery
Dislikes: needles,
Interests:
Diagnoses:
Language(s):
Summary:
Playlist:

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Flags, left to right: femboy, gay (romantic), autosexual

Casper
Full name: Casper
Age: 18
Pronouns: he/him/his/hisself
Gender: boy
Sexuality: gay, autosexual
Species: human
Race: Japanese
Likes: Milly, love songs, yandere troupe, physical affection
Dislikes: being interrupted
Interests: fashion, fanfiction
Diagnoses: Narcissistic Personality Disorder
Language(s): English, Japanese
Summary: Casper lives in a house with nine other people. He REALLY likes everyone because they're the first people that whom he feels like he can be open about his NPD. He often struggles with rejection-sensitive dysphoria, but after much trial and error has learned when to keep it to himself. He's dating Milly and often infodumps about his favourite show, and even reads his own fanfic to him. He self ships with two characters from this show who are named Dev and Kyo and are siblings.
Playlist: On YouTube

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Flags, left to right:
kircoric, boy+, asexual, biromantic, panromantic

Cecili
Full name: Cecili
Age: 19
Pronouns: they/them/their/theirself, he/him/his/hisself, pup/pup/pups/pupself
Gender: kircoric boy+
Sexuality: biromantic/panromantic, asexual
Species: Inumimi
Likes: colourful clothes, trendercore, physical affection, sweets, kids
Dislikes: sour and bitter foods, being alone, deafening silence (tinnitus)
Interests: fashion, biking
Diagnoses: ADHD, Autism, tinnitus
Language(s): English, learning Spanish and Japanese
Summary: Cecili is a very happy-go-lucky person, true to their puppy-like appearance. They have a speech impediment that doesn't seem to bother them. They live in a house with nine other people, all of whom he's very close to. Pup is very affectionate and it's rare to see pup alone and not holding onto someone. Part of the reason pup is constantly holding people is bad vision and horrible spatial awareness, the former due to visual snow syndrome and the latter to autism. Cecili has a horrible sweet tooth that is VERY expensive to satisfy; his favourite sweets are chocolate doughnuts and chocolate cookies. Cecili interns at a daycare. Because of his childlike behaviour, colourful clothes, and soft voice, he is great at working with kids.
Playlist: On YouTube

Art

Illustrations/Icons

Character Art/References

Fashion Design

Fan Art

Animal Crossing

Reitanna Seishin

Monster High

Animated Gifs

Redbubble Listings

Digital Puppets/Vectors

A puppet for an old persona

Puppet for Jewel

VTuber Models

Jewel V1; unrigged

With normal and glasses

Photography

Macro Photography

Landscape

Candid Photography

Websites

Jewel's File
I was experimenting with embeds after upgrading my carrd plan and made this <3

Jewel's File (old)
An introductory website.

My MOGAI/LGBTA+ Labels
This is more for me to keep track of all the silly little labels I like to use and their flags. None of it is to be taken seriously. (Although that isn't permission to be rude about it. "For fun" doesn't mean "stupid".)

Jewel's File (offline)
A carrd that introduces my mascot, Jewel. However it's offline.

My Old Portfolio (offline)
Abandoned since I wanted to add my writing. This portfolio was made for my art and because of that my photography, fonts, web design, and writing were just tacked on the end.
(outdated info marked out)

And of course this website!!

Fonts

Fonts I've made in Calligraphr, combined them in FontForge

Writing

I Used To Sing

the death that makes me want to reach out
take younger me by the shoulders
and just hug herthe death of a hobby
of something i had confidence in
of pure unadulterated joyplease could you let her sing?
without judgment?
free of the world?keep her away from their eyes
prying and expectant
yet unknowing all the samelet her come to me and share
ill listen no matter what
for however long she needsif she wants me to clap
ill clap
loud and soft, smilingif she wants me to listen
ill listen
distant and present, smilingno rejection
no criticism
no annoyancelet her have it
its hers
her one love

Simply Complex

the simplicity in the written word
the complexity in the spoken wordone more thought out
one harder to understandthe thoughts running wild
the pen leaking slowlysound disappearing
ink no longer printedoh the simplicity in what we say
the complexity in what we writehow easy it is to lose yourself in your own voice
how hard it is to put pen to paperi have never written to you
or rambled to youmy love, if you could hear what i think
if you could read what i writethe endless ways i could describe your beauty
not being able to let out a wordyouve turned me into a poet, my dear
yet all i can do is stare at youi want to lose myself in you
if i could have you at allthe complexity in thought turned
simplicity in words
the simplicity in thought too complex for words

Miss Aphrodite, About The Girl I've Loved For Eight Years?

miss aphrodite
aria urania pandemos
war purity lust
however this is
take these feelings away
ive suffered long enoughmiss aphrodite
i dont want pragma
this love from when i was a babe
enduring thru our hardships
weve known our worst
weve known our best
our best yet to comemiss aphrodite
and still man bests me
at every turn
and women yet to best you
we confessed in the past
i refuse to confess again
to get in the way of your
planned life with your
man and childmiss aphrodite
why plague me for so long
for so many years
leave me speechless
from her beauty and smile
tell me why you make
women fall for women
they cant have
so elusive for simple livingmiss aphrodite
i am in love with a woman
shes having a life
with a man that seems nice
like the last ten
can i get a chance to stur up
those feelings from years ago
can she stay still
for longer than a week?miss aphrodite
i want her
i want her more than i can bear
i think of her and cant speak
giddy with excitement
smiling ear to ear
heart afluttermiss aphrodite
i love her
i love her so dearly
so intensely i could die
i am so full of love for her
i want no one but hermiss aphrodite
please give me the chance
so i can have her
i wont hurt her
i want to give her time
to heal from a broken heart
before i step in
but then she runs off
without me knowingmiss aphrodite
please give her a break
stop pulling her all over
stop running her ragged
dragging her heart around
giving her to people
who dont deserve hermiss aphrodite
if i cant make her happy
could you finally give her
someone nice?
let her baby daddy be the one
let me be close and watch
let us be happy

I Want To Be Rich And Selfish

i want to be rich and selfish
i want to pay for help
i want to fly everyday
i want to own large houses
i want to have fancy cars
i want to eat gormet food
i want to wear designer
i want to be fitted for gownswhy does the world have to burn?
why do ppl have to starve?
why cant i be rich and selfish without consequences?i deserve to be rich and selfish.
my world is burning.
i have starved.
i know the help.
i cant fly when i need to.
i yearn for empty rooms.
i brake down on the side of the road.
i hold my nose to avoid tasting.
i buy cheap.
i wear ill fitting clothes.i want to be rich and selfish.
if im rich and selfish
then the world is clean
everyone is fedif i am rich and selfish
then we have earned it.

Re: Trigger Warning: Breakfast

no one puts a trigger warning on breakfastno one puts a trigger warning on carsno one puts a trigger warning on children's cartoonsor sweet tea
or pacifiersor diapers
or scarvesor air mattresses
or hippiesor fluffy hair
or hickeysi don't want them to
itd be a huge inconvenience
just for mei don't want these feelings
or reactions
or what happenedi don't want to be in pain
without people knowing whyi don't want to explain
that someone hurt me
that these simple things
bring back bad memoriesi didn't choose this
to not be able to exist
like a regular personto not enjoy simple thingsi want people to be kind
to not judge me for my needsi want people to be kind
bc something happened
that makes my life harderi want my friends to be kind
and strangers to pretend
it doesn't existi want people to be kind
because no one puts a trigger warning on breakfast

I Don't Remember My Story

my story isnt simpleits complex trauma
so its a complex storybut i dont remember iti remember it happened
i remember it stopped
i dont remember my storyi remember fragments and feelings
i tell fragments and feelings
ppl dont understand fragments and feelingsthey grimace
they insult her
they defend mebut they dont get itfragments dont give the whole story
fragments dont tell all my feelingshappy ppl that fight for happy
get small light wordsshes a bitch
shes bad
but shes never a rapist
shes never an abusershes those things when i say it, sure
but no one else will say it
i need someone to say it
i need to hear someone say itshes nnot a bitch
shes nnot bad
shes a rapist
shes an abuseri dont remember my story
so i need to hear someone say it

Newly Weds, New Beginnings

Scene: Outside a small house. There's a car full of boxes, and two women, Lucille and Shawna, carry more boxes. Another woman sits on the concrete stairs, Aniyah, with a woman in a wheelchair to her side, Vivian. It's a sunny day in mid-April Texas, the temperature is in the 70s. It's about a month after Lucille and Aniyah's wedding. Lucille is wearing a pink dress with a grotesque pattern that has eyeballs and lone unicorn horns and devil wings, she has her normally curly black hair straightened and dyed. One side has a pink-purple gradient and the other a black-white gradient, it's pulled up into space buns. Aniyah is wearing her hair down, which has very tight brown curls with the ends dyed pink. She's wearing a black off-the-shoulder top with matching shorts, and her crutches are laying on the ground in front of her. Vivian has extremely short tight curls, and is wearing a yellow sundress. Her wheelchair is covered in paint, stickers, and sequins. Shawna has on skinny jeans and a purple tank top with braids that go down just below her hips. Aniyah and Shawna have various plant-like attributes; Aniyah has bark on her arms, leafy legs, vines in her hair, and a rose where her right eye should be. Shawna has flowers here and there in her locks and clusters of foliage on her shoulders.Lucille: (setting another box in the car) Mama, why can't y'all come with us?
Vivian: I told you why. We'll be fine down here, don't worry.
Shawna: Yeah, and I can't leave the kids anyway, you don't wanna leave me all of alone now. (She throws an arm around Lucille's shoulder, who just stiffens and pushes the arm off before going back into the house)
(Shawna follows Lucille into the house and Aniyah throws her head back, basking in the sun)
Vivian: (to Aniyah) Y'all go straight to the hotel, find jobs, and then find a place to live, mmkay?
Shawna: (coming out with another box, giggling) She gets her anxiety from you, y'know. (Aniyah giggled while Vivian and Lucille stared daggers)
Aniyah: Mamá, I know both of you are gunna call every single day until we have stable jobs and reliable house and then you're gunna call every day after that, don't even pretend.
Shawna: Hush you.
Lucille: (putting a box in the car) That's the last one. (Aniyah grabbed her crutches, getting up) We gotta go if we're gunna catch Daddy at lunch.
Vivian: (rolling her chair over near the car to say bye to the young newlyweds) If anything happens, you have to call me immediately. I don't wanna hear from someone else-
Lucille: Má, what are you gunna do we'll be like a million miles away.
Aniyah: (interrupting a soon-to-be argument) Love you, Titi. Love you, Mom. (she hugs them and gives them both kisses on the cheek, Lucille does the same)
(They spend 15 minutes saying good-byes before Lucille and Aniyah finally head off, they stop at a restaurant where two men are waiting outside. They say quick good-byes before the men have to go back to work, after which the two girls start on their long journey across several states)
Aniyah: (after several hours of complete silence) Hey, you should look at houses, it'll give you something to do if you're not gunna sleep. (Lucille picks up her phone, scrolling for rentals without stairs. After an hour of scrolling, breaking for lunch, and figuring out the fastest way to Montana, she saw something that interested her)
Lucille: This house has rooms open on the first floor and no stairs out front. And the kitchen and living room are super big.
Aniyah: How much?
Lucille: They own the house, so just our part of utilities and groceries. The owners are a demon and a deerling, and there are two renters there already.
Aniyah: Sweeet. Go ahead and message them. It'd be cool to not have to stay at a hotel.

The House In The Trees

The house was imperceptible from the road. It was completely shrouded in trees and up a long holey driveway. The house next to it was similar, with an equally long driveway, but the woods were only on one side and you could see some of the house. The only noise from these houses were various animal noises and children's laughter, replaced by yelling and screaming once it got dark. The house on the right was really old and creaked with the wind. It had run down carport with flora growing out of the gutters, an old tree with a dog tied to it, a pool that was filled with dirt and had hay bales around it, and strangely enough, all the locks on the house had been broken. It had no A/C or heat and some of the windows had been broken. There were three levels to the house, the bottom of which was carpeted and flooded often. The middle level had a large open room with no lighting and an equally large window, and the top-level had three bedrooms. There were little things around the house that was off, such as the small door in the laundry room or the hole in the top of a closet in one of the bedrooms. The family that lived there never seemed to use more than one level of the house at once. The house on the left was one story and had many different animals around. There was a coop for chickens and ducks, and an incubator inside. Both houses were swarmed with cats constantly. The children that were in these houses were odd, having strange interests and dressing weirdly. They were always kind but were way too loud and spent most of their time out of school in the woods or riding around on half-broken bikes or screaming at the tops of their lungs for no reason. Ady came from the house on the left, she was often seen wearing a cape and her hair was a different colour every week. Just like her hair, her eyes changed colours, but only enough to make you uncomfortable. Jewel's eyes, however, were an incredibly deep brown that seemed to draw you in, contrasted with an unnaturally wide smile. Jewel came from the house on the right, and for some reason, people always used 'it' when referring to it. The two girls looked eerily similar and, aside from their own accouterments, wore the same outfits. They both had incredibly long, unruly hair; Jewel's hair being a dark auburn red. They were even similar in age, Ady only being a month younger than Jewel at age 11.
Caleb and his dad finished unpacking in their new house. He was just about to start his senior year of high school when his parents got divorced and agreed to share custody. He would spend the weekends at his dad's house and going to the church his dad was a preacher at, and the weekdays at his mom's house and going to school. Since they were finished unpacking, Caleb decided he'd go explore the neighborhood. He leashed his dog and stepped out the door. It was a dim summer day, with dark clouds in the sky, but it didn't look like rain so he'd be fine. He pushed his short brown hair out of his face before walking down the road. He decided to work his way back since the neighborhood looped around in a circle. The first thing he noticed about this new neighborhood was the strange road signs; Happy Lane, Joy Lane, Lullaby Lane, and River Road. Second, how there was no one else outside, not even kids, and third how nearly every house he passed also seemed to have dogs. In fact, aside from the dogs and parked cars, there was no sign of anyone actually living in the houses he passed. The lights were off, the curtains pulled shut, and it was completely silent, aside from his small dog's annoying bark. He turned to his side and stopped for a moment, off of River Road was a space where you could get to the lake. There was a small dock hidden in the trees, which you'd have to go through to get to it, but it seemed like a nice place to relax as long as the owner didn't catch you. He kept walking, turning down Lullaby Lane which seemed aptly named because the trees on the sides of the road completely covered the sky, making it look like it was always dusk. He tied his dog to a tree for a moment to quickly run into someone's yard, because he had seen a pear tree. Continuing on, he finally came to a road with a normal name, Burchfield Drive, however, it was the same still houses.
Something that became apparent, however, was that the closer he got to the front of the neighborhood, the more cats there seemed to be. He turned right, he had almost made the full loop of the neighborhood when he turned on Happy Lane. Here, he actually did hear people. As he walked down, he heard children shrieking with laughter and a dog barking. He looked around for the source, but it was coming from a house he couldn't see up an incredibly long driveway that was swathed in trees. He looked around before deciding to walk up the pavement. He very quickly came to a clearing and saw a rather big house and a huge tree. Seeing the tree, he immediately pinned down the source of all the noise, two girls were playing with a hose while a dog pulled at the lead that was tied to a rope tied around the tree. He looked at the house and saw various pieces of furniture and other oddities sitting under a carport. Also under the carport was a very solemn man messing with some kind of computer. Hanging the window of the house was a very frazzled-looking woman wearing a do-rag and shouting something he couldn't make out to the children.
As he took in the surroundings, his dog started barking, making the people turn and look at him. He walked a little closer and introduced himself, saying something to the effect of 'I heard people up here and wanted to come introduce myself'. The two adults went back to what they were doing, while the two girls introduced themselves in a very eccentric fashion. Ady then offered to show him around the neighborhood while Jewel went and turned off the spigot. Caleb agreed.
While they went to drop his dog off at his house, Jewel and Ady talked nonstop about anything they could. They told him about their school and the church across the highway and the other people living in the neighborhood. They talked in unnaturally high-pitched voices and never stopped for breath. They talked the entire time until they got to Caleb's house, then they stopped and looked at him expectantly.
"Do you want to see the woods?" Ady asked.
"We walk through them pretty often, so we know a way to get through and what to avoid," Jewel added. Again, Caleb agreed. They made their way back to the house they'd just come from, which seemed to be Jewel's, but then went one house down and up the driveway, this was Ady's house. They went all the way up before Jewel and Ady pushed aside some trees and stepped through. Caleb looked around for a moment, before following them. The girls, again, began talking, but Caleb wasn't listening to what they were saying. He was just staring at Jewel. He pulled his phone out of his pocket. He'd gotten the girl's number beforehand. He looked at his phone for a moment before typing.
Afterward, he waited for a few minutes. Ady was the one speaking at the moment, so he grabbed Jewel's shoulder and they slowed behind the other girl for a second.
"Did you see my text?" he whispered.
"No, I left my phone at home." Caleb leaned over its shoulder and showed it his phone. On the screen was a message that read 'nice butt. wanna go out? :)'
Ady had stopped talking at this point, but they were still walking. Jewel shook its head and whispered a 'no' before pulling away and quickening its step to catch up to Ady. They looked at each other from the corners of their eyes then Ady gave a quick glance to Caleb. The two girls resumed their fountain of information. Caleb had already moved his attention over to Ady since clearly, it wouldn't work out with Jewel. He had no discreet way to ask her out, and he'd just been rejected by her friend, so he'd have to wait till later.
After a couple of minutes, the three came to an opening in the woods. Construction equipment and tools were lying about with some downed trees.
"We have like no clue what they're doing here," Ady said, "We just saw them here one day. There's never anyone over here and I have no clue how they'd even get here." While she was talking, Caleb was wandering around looking at all the stuff. It was still pretty grey out due to the clouds, and since it was later, the sky had begun to dull.
"Hey!" Caleb turned around to see the source of the sickly sweet voice. Jewel had appeared behind him, sitting on a stump with a branch of honeysuckle flowers in hand, without making any noise. It smiled at him and tilted its head before turning its attention to the sweet flowers. It was pulling them apart and drinking the nectar inside. He glanced at the ax stuck in the stump before moving on to see if he could hotwire the front loader that had been left there.
It was incredibly quiet, which was interrupted by the two girls humming. Caleb couldn't place the song, but he knew he'd heard it before. Ady was standing by Jewel and had begun working on the branch of honeysuckles with it. Jewel handed the other the branch, who sat on a log near the stump, and walked over to a tree with much larger white flowers. It picked off a few before walking back over and putting one behind Ady's ear. Caleb stared at them, thinking about how calm they were compared to when he'd first walked up the driveway. Then Jewel proceeded to methodically tear apart the rest of the flowers, still humming and a serene smile on its face. He moved his attention back to the truck.
Suddenly there was a searing pain in his back and the wind was sucked out of him. He tried to turn around to see what'd happened, thinking something must've broken off the truck, but he was forcefully dragged to the ground. Jewel and Ady stood over him, Jewel with a bloody ax and the honeysuckles draped over its shoulders, and Ady still with the flower in her hair. Caleb was in so much pain he could barely breathe, and the only sound was his inconsistent gasps. His eyes shifted rapidly between the two small girls.
Ady took the ax from Jewel and swung it, hitting Caleb's right arm bicep. He wailed, choking on his own spit. She swung again, aiming for his left leg, then again and hit his right hip. Each time there was a new sound of agony, and blood spouting from each wound. Jewel stepped sound Caleb to take his seat in the front loader and crossed its legs, watching Ady mutilate him.
After a couple of minutes, the man's screams stopped. Ady stood up straight, her hair in her face and the flower on the ground. She panted, trying to catch her breath. Once she did, she flipped her hair behind her. Jewel stood up and offered its hand, which Ady took, getting off the truck and walking on the mangled corpse beneath them. It leaned down and grabbed the flower, also covered in blood, and put it back in place behind Ady's ear. They held hands as they began to walk back home for dinner.

Unwanted Fight

i dont want to leavemy dreams behind, for a fightfor my rights and life.

What They're Really Saying

with every law,
no matter how small,
and every word,
no matter how passive,
it becomes more and more apparent;
"just die already"

The Worst Person I've Ever Met

The worst person I’ve ever met is in my nightmares
And she’s down the street
And she’s the topic of my conversations
And she never leaves my mind
And she stole my memories
And she tells people I ghosted herThe worst person I’ve ever met makes me sick
She haunts my thoughts
She makes my stomach hurt
And I can still feel her
And she took my nice things
And stole my money
But refused everything I tried to give herThe worst person I ever met tore apart my lungs
And she crushed my chest
And pushed away my family
And burned my clothes
And yelled at my friends
And filled my lungs with poison
And covered my legs in cuts and bruises

Silly Fanfiction

Casper was sitting on the couch, wrapped in Milly's arms and messing with the chiffon petticoat of Milly's very fluffy dress. They were hanging out in Milly's room, which was decorated, much like Milly himself, with ribbons and lace and tulle and flowers and stuffed animals and lots of pictures on the walls. They were laying on a pink Rococo-Esque chaise lounge with blue embroidery. Everything in the room was pink, blue, and white. There was a canopy bed with a stool at the end, matching nightstands on either side of the bed, the chaise lounge and a side table, long extravagant curtains, a large wardrobe, a chest of drawers, and a trunk.
Milly’s dress was a tea-length pink sweet lolita dress with poofy sleeves and bows, decorated with images of pastries. He wore knee-length stockings with cupcake charms, lace, and bows around the hem; a headdress; lace cuffs; and his hair styled in two pigtails that went down to his ankles and tied off with two blue ribbons. He had long blonde straight hair and along with his pigtails, he had a-line bangs. He wore simple makeup with soft pink eyeshadow and blush, with light blue eyeliner. This all tied together with his huge angel wings and halo.
This was all in direct contrast to Casper, a Japanese human, who dressed in a 2000s prep fashion. He had knee-length pink hair, green coloured contacts, black eyeliner on his water line, and pink lipgloss. He wore a pink and white short sleeve polo crop top, low-rise hip-hugger bell-bottom ripped jeans, and platform sandals. For accessories, he had two belts, one on his jeans and one hanging off his right hip; a belly button piercing; hoop earrings; a choker; and gold cuff bracelets.
On the end table next to them was a plate of beignets, completely covered in powdered sugar, that Andie had made for them, and two cups of lemonade. And in Casper's lap was a laptop with pictures of cartoon characters because he was telling Milly about a show he really liked.
Casper was in the middle of explaining the 2nd season when he accidentally opened a window full of text before clicking away quickly.
"Wait what was that?" Milly asked, taking control of the computer and reopening the document.
"It's just a thing I wrote"
"About what?" Milly scrolled through it seeing many of the same names that Casper had just said. As well as a completely new name, Jasper.
"It's a fanfic I wrote"
"About the show you're talking about?"
"Yeah"
"Oh well let's read it then"
"What?"
"Yeah, you're just telling me about how the characters are in the show, this will tell me about how you see them."
"Okaaaay I guess"
Casper took back control of the computer and scrolled to the top of the document. Pushing some of his pink hair behind his ear, and Milly pulling both of them up to a more sitting position, Casper began reading.
The story started with Jasper, a very feminine man, sitting in a classroom when a tall punk man walked in. His messy black hair came down just below his ears, which were covered in piercings just the same as his face. He wore a band tee with the sleeves cut off, half-tucked into his pants, and with a quarter-sleeve fishnet shirt underneath. He had broad shoulders and long legs and wore large, black, steel-toed boots. He had a small smile on his face and half-lidded eyes as he looked around at the students.
"The classroom was sparsely filled, with empty seats everywhere. However, the tall man chose a desk next to Jasper. He sat down very carelessly, just dropping his bag on the ground, and immediately started talking to Jasper-"
"The way you described the tall guy was very... uh interesting," Milly said with a snide smile on his face.
"Shush you asked me to read it," Casper shot back without looking behind him. Milly shrugged, hooked his arms under Casper's, and nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck. "Well anyways-"
Casper continued. Jasper learned that the tall man's name was Dev and that he'd just moved to the area. Dev was into mechanics and Irish punk rock. And in turn, Jasper told Dev he was into 2000s fashion and had a thing for love songs.
"I like soft love songs, but I'm also into like obsessive lover type songs, like stalker-ish kinda stuff. They're always more fun than the regular stuff. Like faster tempo and the lyrics can send a chill up your spine," Jasper laughed awkwardly. He and Dev talked until class began, hitting it off immediately. And all through class, they whispered and made jokes to each other. It was the last class of the day, so when the final bell rang they walked out of the school together. Jasper usually walked home, so Dev offered him a ride. However, instead of going home, Jasper showed him around the city. They hung out the entire day and when night fell, since they were nowhere near Jasper's house, Dev suggested he stay the night at his house. When they got there, Jasper found out Dev had a sister, who was irritated that not only did they get back so late the food was cold, but that she now 'had' to make Jasper food. Dev and Jasper both tried to convince her she didn't have to, however she insisted she 'had' to.
"Wow Jasper just gets all th-"
"Shushhhhhhh!" This time Casper had turned his head to glare at Milly. He just rolled his eyes and gestured for Casper to continue.
Dev's sister's name was Kyo, and she had short shoulder-length hair dyed dark blue. She wore a small black tube top with matching shorts, a red sweater, ripped tights, and knee-high boots. She had heavy eye shadow and lipstick on her thick lips, both black. She had a headband with devil horns on it.
The days continued with Jasper and Dev hanging out and talking whenever they could and going to Dev's house after school. Often Kyo would join them once they got home, and they'd watch TV or play video games. And every night Jasper would fall asleep with Dev and Kyo by his side.
"Pfft that was cheesy"
"Oh my god shut up you wanted to read it"
"Yeah yeah whatever, now I'm tired," Milly closed the laptop and moved it onto the carpeted floor, before grabbing Casper and getting up to move over to the giant canopy bed. He dropped Casper on the bed and then lazily fell on top of him.

A Box Of Red Bean Popsicles

Amber is lying on the couch, her head in Jason's lap. She's a deerling, a sort of half-human-half-deer person, but her antlers are tiny, barely visible through her short coily hair. She's wearing a low cut off-the-shoulder crop top, matched with some extremely short shorts. She has a black bangle on her left hand and is missing her right, and she has a princess-length pentacle pendant. She is covered in scars, some on her right arm just above her missing hand, some on her thighs and hips and belly, one across her right eye, one on the right side of her lip, and one on her neck. She has unbelievably long eyelashes and a beauty mark on her left cheek under her eye. She has rectangular pupils, like a sheep or goat's eyes, with very big monolid eyes and a thick upper lip. She's not wearing any shoes as she has hooves, with fur going up to her thighs and stopping just before her shorts. Jason, in contrast to Amber's natural boho look, was wearing a black mesh top with "XD" on the front. He has a sheer red jacket on, which looks horrid with his blue and grey short gloves, blue belt, and blue mohawk. He's wearing baggy cargo pants that ride low on his hips. On the floor is his 2-inch platform combat boots, which are a dark purple ladder laced with black laces. He has his ears stretched with silver plugs in, matching his silver navel piercing. He's a demon, so he has a blood-red forked tongue, red sclera, slit pupils, and sharp yellow teeth. He's very lanky being 5'6" with wide hips, while Amber is 5'2" with a pear figure.
Amber is poking Jason's face while he plays a game on the wall-mounted TV in front of them. Her tongue poked out of her mouth as she feels the texture of her lip scar. Jason is completely unbothered by Amber's presence, the only sound that can be heard is the buttons on his controller. This is how they usually spent their mornings. Most people that stayed at the house were gone in a couple of days, not wanting to stay with nonhumans, especially a demon, so they never got particularly close with anyone.
It had been a couple of months since they bought the place, they had pooled their money to do so. They rented out the rooms but kept them cheap since it was just to pay for utilities. They weren't looking to make a profit out of the place, they just wanted somewhere just out of the city and this was somehow the cheapest place. A nine-bedroom, 4 bathroom, 7,000 square foot house about an hour away from the city. A greek revival-style house with a huge yard that was left empty until the house decided what to do with it. Right now 'the house' only referred to Jason and Amber.
"$10 that they don't show up," Jason broke the silence.
"15 says they do and leave during the night," Amber smirked. They both chuckled. It was a pretty depressing situation. They had a huge house, only expected help with utilities, and no one stayed longer than two days. Amber checked the time, 9:45 AM then got up. She walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a cup of water and a bottle of pills, which she opened and took two pills.
As she did, there was a knock at the door. Amber gave Jason a snide grin as he rolled his eyes and grabbed some money out of his pocket and shoved it in her hands before opening the door. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a short demon. She introduced herself as Cleo, but she also went by Liam sometimes. She wore an oversized, purple, off-the-shoulder sweater with pink splotches and a pentagram in the shape of a heart. On her left leg she had a red and white striped thigh-high sock and a red stocking over it, on her right leg she had a red crew-length sock. She wore short black booties. She had her hair pulled up in two poofy pigtails with some hair parted down the middle and straightened to frame her face. She had thick lips, green eyes with magenta scleras, and she was covered in freckles. She was a succubus so she had two pairs of upturned horns on her head, heart pupils, a pair of wings, and a long slender tail with a heart on the end. She only had a small pink purse with a purple heart clasp and a black drawstring bag with her.
Jason and Amber introduced themselves and showed Cleo to her room. The room was pretty basic, only having a bed and bedside table on the far side of the room in the corner, and a dresser and mirror across from the bed. The only thing she didn't expect was a mini-fridge on the left side of the room next to the closet.
"I get my own fridge??" Cleo said, her mouth agape.
"Yeah, you can use the main fridge for anything you don't mind getting eaten. This is just for the stuff you want all for yourself," Jason said. Cleo pulled her drawstring bag around to get something out. She pulled out a box of red bean popsicles and put it in the fridge.
Amber watched her with wide eyes. She had just finished her box and the last five times they'd been to the store, it was sold out. They'd been sold out for over half a year. Jason saw her staring and jabbed her with his elbow, shooting her daggers. Amber rolled her eyes and went to her room to sulk on the bed. Of course she wasn't going to ask for some, they just met so that'd be rude.
Amber barely heard Cleo's voice coming from downstairs, "[...] a lot of food [...] store right now." Amber shot up. She strained her ears and heard the door shut. She peaked downstairs and didn't see any sign of Cleo or Jason. Slowly she walked to Cleo's room and opened the fridge.
"Dude. Seriously?" Amber whipped her head around to see Jason staring deadpan at her with Cleo standing behind him. Unlike Jason however, She was smiling. Giggling, rather. Amber stared at them both.
"You didn't even, like, try asking first?" Cleo snickered. The only thing Amber could respond with was an elongated 'uhhh'. Cleo walked over and grabbed a popsicle out of the box, giving it to Amber. "You can just ask, y'know? Also," Amber laughed awkwardly, before being interrupted by a loud smack. "Don't try to steal my stuff," Cleo said with a sadistic smile.
Jason roared with laughter while Amber scoffed.
"Jesus Christo, fine," was all Amber said before pushing past Cleo to go to her own room, muttering a small 'sorry' on the way.

Lucille And Aniyah

"Aniyah, this is Lucille; Lucille this is Aniyah"
The two girls looked at each other, one staring from behind her mother. The one hiding behind her mother had long, black hair with weak curls and two ribbons tying off the ends of her hair. She wore a simple pink dress with white flats and deep brown eyes. The other girl had much longer, brown hair with tighter curls and vines behind her neck. She leaned against her mom for support because her legs were seemingly entirely made of leaves and her forearms of tree bark. She had only one eye, light brown with a yellow sclera. Where her right eye should be, there was instead a black rosebud. She wore a simple t-shirt and jeans. The little girl with the pink dress was Lucille, and the one with plants for legs was Aniyah. Neither of them was older than 5.
Aniyah smiled at Lucille and tried to walk over to her, but her mother held her back as she stumbled. In response, Lucille glanced at her own mother before tiptoeing toward Aniyah. At this, Aniyah got out of her mother's grasp and lunged forward toward Lucille, who held out her arms to catch her. However, she was still on the tips of her toes, so they both almost fell. Aniyah started giggling, which made Lucille giggle but only for a second and very quietly. Lucille decided she wanted to show Aniyah to their room and didn't want help getting there.
Their moms lifted the two up the concrete stairs in front of the house and let them wander in on their own. They looked at each other and silently shared a thought. A thought that the two girls would look out for each other as long as they could.

I Saw Ghosts Today

I saw ghosts today.
They're not dead.
They’re not living.
They don’t eat food. Drink.
They leave a bad taste in your mouth.
They don’t breathe fresh air.
They’ve never felt the wind in their hair.
They’ve got a pale figure. No sun.
They’ve hidden themselves.
They don’t laugh. Smile.
They don’t get sad. Angry.
They’ll never be happy.
They need and want for everything.
They never get anything. Never try.
They’re never there. Always in the way.
They pretend to be see-through.
They don’t want to be seen. Heard.
They’re completely silent. Deafening.
They have an unfamiliar voice. Unknown.
They have skeletal fingers. Cold.
They can never express love.
They always express their hate. Jealousy.
They always get your sympathy. Your pity. Money. Time.
They never give anything.A ghost is the most selfish creature in the world.

Feather Couch

Amber walked into the living room
"WHAT. THE. FUCK."
Jason turned around, looking over the back of the couch while still having his eyes glued to his Switch.
"Hm?" he hummed, not really interested.
"'Hm?' what do you mean 'hm?'?? What the hell happened to the living room??" Amber ranted, "there are feathers all over the place! What happened??"
"I assume Andie preened in here again."
"How many feathers do you think Andie has??"
"I mean, I guess this is a lot isn't it?" he said, staring at the couch that was completely covered in feathers. It looked like there were more feathers than couch.
Amber sighed. She moved towards the window and counted the cars.
"Have you seen Cleo?" she asked in a monotone voice.
"I think it's Liam right now," he paused, "I think he, Casper. and Cecili went to get ice cream."
"You didn't go with?"
"Well, Zero is supposed to be bringing some gorilla glue, and I wanted the first hit."
"Zero will never let you hit the bong first, and you know it. Anyways why did you let Liam leave after he made this mess? How long have they been gone? He needs to clean this up. I hate it when he does this. Where did he even get all the feathers? The couch pillows are still here so-"
"OH MY GOD! SHUT UP! Shhhhh!! Why do you always gotta be such a cop??" Jason didn't mean to sound so harsh, but he was kinda fed up by this point. Yes, Liam did tend to go overboard with his pranks, but he always cleaned up afterwards, usually better than before. Yes, Amber liked the compound clean, but what did she expect living with 13 people.
Amber was silent. She was used to people getting annoyed with her, but she was feeling a little off today. She thought about calling Liam or Casper or Cecili to turn around but decided it could wait. After all, it's not like Casper or Cecili made the mess. If they wanted ice cream, Liam was really the only one willing to drive into the city to get the one they wanted. And the town was so far out, once they've already set out, they might as well go all the way. Maybe she could call and have them pick up some groceries, though.
When Amber didn't respond, Jason looked up. He saw her just staring out the window. He couldn't tell if she was lost in thought or dissociating.
"Hey," Jason tried to get her attention. She stayed still, so he tried again. When still she stared unblinkingly, he moved over to her, wrapping his arms around her neck from behind.
Her breath hitched for a moment before she turned her head slightly.
"Do you want something?" She said with the same monotone voice from earlier. It wasn't a question. Jason wasn't very touchy, and when he was, it was because he was horny. He preferred to show affection by silently walking into a room and just sitting next to you. Even so, she knew he wouldn't be asking for something like that when she's clearly upset.
"Aw, I'm hurt," he snickered. Amber let out one chuckle before returning to the same stoic expression she had.
"Have you taken your meds recently? You seem kinda out of it." Her eyes widen ever so slightly. "Y'know, if you don't want to take them, you can just tell us and, we'll back off-"
He stopped when he felt her shaking, feeling a twinge of panic and guilt before seeing her wide smile and finally, she started laughing.
"I knew I had forgotten something!" she yelled a bit louder than she meant to. She walked toward the kitchenette, where everyone's medication was lined up against the wall. "Oh. That explains why I forgot," she said, holding up the empty bottle.
"Ah, don't worry, Zero will be here soon, and then we can smoke. We'll get your Prozac tomorrow," Jason reassured.
"WE'FE COME TO SAFE THE DAY!" The door slammed open. Cecili was seen with four totes on their arms with Casper in tow, bouncing behind him with his bags.
"Damn. You don't gotta yell," Liam said, glaring at Cecili before putting on an awkward smile once he saw Amber standing at the counter. "Heeeeeyyyyy..."
Amber raised an eyebrow, and Jason had a shit-eating grin, knowing Liam was about to get it.
"We have druuuuugs!" Casper sang, jumping over to Amber and handing her an orange bottle.
She immediately took them. Dry.
"Liam, pick up your mess. You three, I need cuddles." Amber walked toward the hallway to her room; Jason, Cecili, and Casper following her and sticking their tongues out at Liam.
Liam rolled his eyes before whispering a small apology and going to de-feather the living room.

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♥ from description $10
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♥ character/personality description +$5 ^{(option: handwritten or typed)}
Note: example includes a design variation, which would cost double. Additionally, I will go through and clean up a sketch upon request free of charge.

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