* ✧˖*°࿐ ALI — twenty-two, she/her, writer and certified yapper.
welcome to my small corner. i’m simply here to post about the characters and my oc’s, promote my writing, and discuss comics and shows/movies with anyone willing to listen to my rambling! i am a bit (way more than a bit) obsessed with young justice & attack on titan, and tend to write fics for that more than anything else.
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gimme kid flash wally who goes through a phase of refusing to talk about the flash at ALL when he hangs out with the teen titans cause (even tho they love him) they all look at him like he’s got three heads when he goes on for thirty seven minutes straight about how flash beat captain cold the other day and they’re like “wally, we get it, he’s cool.” but like they don’t get it. ‘cause they’re also sidekicks, yeah, but they weren’t like, super-duper mega fans of their mentors first, and like they didn’t grow up with flash-themed bedsheets, and they didn’t go through the whole “my aunt (aka the only adult in my life who i trust and don’t have mixed feelings about and i wholly believe cares about me) is gonna marry my biggest hero” thing, and they didn’t get the odds-breaking luck of getting to work with a legend who changed wally’s life in the very specific way he needed it to change.
and they look at him sometimes like he’s weird for still being a fan of someone he works so closely with and knows so well but they don’t GET IT how he’s been kid flash for a few years now but still gets that feeling of excitement so bad it feels like the butterflies in his stomach and lungs and brain and heart are doing cartwheels whenever he steps into the flash museum ‘cause it’s just so COOL he wants to learn EVERYTHING about this stuff and it’s EXCITING and for all he loves being a hero he just really loves specifically getting to be kid flash even more and see and learn everything about his hero that he can because!!!! because it’s the flash!!!!
and he has to like. pretend to be chill with the titans. because he knows they’re so so nice and accepting and don’t really care. but one little comment of “do you ever talk about anything else than the flash?” and the little voice in his head tells him his friends will think he’s weird (like at home just like his parents and the kids at school in blue valley do) at the end of the day because yeah it’s a little weird to be so into something so much. and yeah it stings like a motherfucker when it’s pointed out and makes him want to curl up into a ball and go lay in a ditch somewhere when it’s pointed out how weird it is. but barry doesn’t seem to mind (barry enables it with the flash fact thing actually let’s be honest ) and wally CAN be normal about it especially because it helps to remember barry allen is the most boring and least interesting person on earth.
but also he’s the flash! and wally west will always be a flash fan first and a person second (and yeah taking on that role when he’s older was hard. for a lot of reasons. but no shit he’s the only kid sidekick to take up the mantle and never look back because why WOULD he. but also he’ll never be barry allen and he will never be the flash barry was because. because the flash is immortalized in his brain as perfect because isn’t that just how it works when you spend all your waking hours as a kid daydreaming about your future you never thought would come true but did)
anyway that’s on wally west & adhd & hyperfixations lol
writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months
i just want a star sapphires run where carol tries figuring out the whole hero business, struggles to maintain her civilian life but also figures out her whole reason as a star sapphire. like in cannon, the reason is... i don’t wanna think abt it but i want carol to. i want her to address the whole violet lantern thing. i want her to find out the corps’ and its members history, what type of love compels people to become star sapphires and what type of love compelled her to become a star sapphire.
i want her analyse her relationship w harold in full. i want her to step back and think why it is she loves him despite it clearly hurting her time and time again. i want THEM TO ADDRESS THE FUCKING SPECTRE RUN FROM 2001 WHERE THEY’RE FUCKING SOULMATES?? bc that is not a bomb you drop and leave with someone?? i want her to be scared bc if she stops loving hal does mean stop being a star sapphire?? even though she loves it so much??
then i want her to slowly realise she doesn’t love only one thing, but it’s so many. bc carol isn’t a one dimensional character dc. she doesn’t revolve around hal only?? recognise potential please.
she loves her job, even though it’s a pain in the ass
she loves keep this business going because her father told her she can and should, even though it’s a pain in the ass
she loves he father, even though he can be a pain in the ass
she loves harold and the glc, even though they’re all a pain in the ass and consistently give her migraines whenever a lantern drops by her house in need of medical attention GO SEE A DOCTOR PLEASE
she loves being a hero, even though keeping up with it and a social life is a pain in the ass
and so much more
i want her to clock this and realise she loves so intensely and violently even when it hurts and that’s why she’s a star sapphire. because despite everything she keeps on loving. i want her to come to terms with this even though the concept of it rattles her to her core.
then i want carol to experience the horrors
but before this she’s gonna embrace being a star sapphire and she’s gonna love so fucking much that it essentially makes her more powerful and in turn she’s basically invincible. i want her to love being a hero and helping people and the thrill of it all and make more friends and enjoy everything that she rightfully deserves. but i also want all of it stripped from her (not literally maybe like an emotional scenario where she’s lost it all for a split second) and i want her to be so devastated that she could lose it all that she snaps. she realises she should not be playing it safe because what would playing it safe achieve? it would clearly just destroy everything that she loves. thus she meets violence with violence. out of love.
in short i want the feral star sapphire that debuted, who went around being an asshole bc those where her emotions in their most rawest form and i want that now. i want people to see her and think, what kind of alternative version of parallax is this?? i want people to be scared shitless of her but be so drawn in bc of how intense she is. because of how intensely she loves. then when she calms down they’re all skittish. no she’s not gone mad from whatever emotional manipulation this villain did. no she did not get possessed by the entity of fucking fear, Carol was just expressing her love. Violently and Intensely. Because she can and she fucking should.
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‧₊˚ pairing: jean kirschtein x silke reiss (fem!oc)
‧₊˚ notes: rabbit heart is a multi-chapter oc x jean kirschtein fanfic cross posted here and on wattpad, featuring the oc from my canonverse aot fic. there is no update schedule as of right now, i simply post whenever the chapters are completed!
‧₊˚ warnings: this series contains multiple ocs and pairings, toxic family dynamics, depictions of various mental illnesses, drugs & alcohol, eventual sexual content, family deaths. the author butchers college & sport on accident! every chapter will be tagged with their respective warnings.
‧₊˚ summary:
Leaving Mitras! We hope to see you again soon!
When Silke pulls out of the driveway to her childhood home on a Monday morning, before the sun has risen or her family has woken—with her things packed neatly in the back of her car, and her goodbyes said a night earlier with the practised smile she had been taught by her mother—she realises she had left Mitras long before her car passed that stupid ‘Leaving Mitras’ sign at the edge of town.
Maybe it was at the hospital, or the service, or when she stood there and watched the door of Frieda’s room get closed and locked for the last time. Never to be opened again. Maybe it was when Frieda’s name became something unsaid in the house, unless it was used to tell the rest of them to be more like their older sister. Maybe it was when her father didn’t show a single sign of grief, or when her mother kept going on with that perfect smile.
The Reiss family didn’t mourn; they moved on.
And Silke couldn’t.
She tried so hard to wear the same blank expression her father wore, to speak in the same soft, measured tones her mother did. But it cracked. First in whispers, then in sobs. In the hallway. In the car. Once, most humiliatingly, in the middle of a dinner she never wanted to attend. The way no one met her eyes, the silence her father gave her in the following days, told her everything: she was the problem. Her grief was too loud. Too messy.
They wanted her to be the perfect daughter, to follow in Frieda’s footsteps… Until what? She landed in her own grave, too? Until there was nothing left of her but a framed photograph on the mantel and a name that no one dared to say.
She learned how to lie. How to smile. How to say, “I’m fine, thank you,” and nod along with her mother’s endless party conversations, even when she wanted to scream. She gave them what they wanted—until she couldn’t anymore. Until she had no choice but to neatly pack her things, say her goodbyes with that fake smile, and leave the city that had whittled her into something she barely recognised.
Because when someone you love disappears and no one speaks their name, not even to say they miss them—when the world keeps spinning and the dinner parties keep happening and you’re expected to smile through all of it—it starts to feel like maybe you disappeared, too.
Silke doesn’t want to vanish.
As she drives toward her destination, with the sun starting to rise and a familiar song playing on the radio, she doesn’t cry. She doesn’t look back one last time at the city she called home her entire life. She doesn’t give her phone a second glance when a message from her brother comes in.
She keeps her eyes on the road, on the path forward.
‧₊˚ chapters:
001. the path forward.
summary: welcome to trost! starting off the new school year, silke reiss tries to adjust to a strange, new place and her sister’s group of old friends.
002. do you know what you started?
summary: with the weekend finally here, silke attends floch forester’s party and meets new faces and friends. alongside a boy who catches her—literally—off guard.
