Erik

Erik's favorite color is red, if anyone asks, it matches his aesthetic, his room, the tattoo shop. But every birthday present he gets is suspiciously teal (Crayola koala tree) and yellow (crayola dandelion).

Erik’s favorite movie is Click. He’s typically a horror and thriller movie guy, and sure, click is technically a comedy but ‘seriously, this fucker speeds through his life with a fuckin’ TV remote. He misses everything. That’s some fucked up shit’.

A lot of his music taste came from Howard, so it’s not a surprise that his favorite song isn’t from some obscure thrash or death metal band—though he likes to claim that whenever Bobby asks—but Don’t Fear The Reaper. Honorable mention: Beautiful Boy.

Alex (Wright)

Alex doesn’t have a favorite color. Not in a pompous ‘I’m unique because I love all colors’ way, but more so in a ‘I can’t pick because I can’t match for shit’ way. He tells people it’s green though. No specific shade, just the vague idea of green. Jennifer pressed him one time and he panicked, blurted out vermillion…which is red, as Jennifer pointed out.

A horror snob through and through, but his answer varies. In class, it’s The Exorcist, with Trevor and Jared, it’s American Psycho. He doesn’t fail to see how it’s a commentary on toxic masculinity with queer undertones, he just likes being able to quote a movie with his more popular friends. When he’s alone though? It’s something weird and lesser known, like May. (Which is really good if you like weird girl horror, i recommend!!)

Despite being a secret Swiftie, Alex finds his favorite song is Get It Up by MSI. He can’t relate to it, he’s never had the chance to even TRY to get it up, but at his core, Alex is kind of a douche. Honorable mention: Shots by LMFAO. I mean, we saw how he acted at that party.

Seth

His favorite color is black. He thinks it makes him edgy and different while simultaneously acknowledging that it’s the most stereotypical answer he could give. Besides, he likes that it matches with everything and can hide whatever he spills on himself.

Fantastic Mr. Fox. He never elaborates on why, nor does he keep the conversation going long enough for it to be explained naturally. But he has a soft spot for stop motion. Coraline, Fantastic Mr. Fox, the original King Kong and Godzilla. He’s tried it out himself, tediously moving amateurish clay and paper dolls in his room at 3 AM on a school night. He likes to think he’ll finish his short film one day, but everytime he goes to do it, his doubt and fear of disappointment weighs on him.

He is emo. Actual dorky emo. Like…religiously watches Crank that Frank and Dan and Phil. He likes the emo trinity, MCR is definitely his favorite, he finds Panic! too poppy after Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die, and he just never really got into FOB. His favorite MCR song is Helena, but overall, he’s really fond of EDM. Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites especially.

Tryst

Tryst is the type of guy to say sparkles are his favorite color and genuinely mean it. But if he really had to pick a color, it would be blue. Not like the sky, or the ocean, or anything of the sort. Like his daughter’s eyes, eyes he dreams about, eyes he sees looking back at him in his mirror.

Tryst doesn’t exactly have the attention span to watch a movie. Nor does he have the time to do so in his adult life. However, he does hold a very special place in his heart for Cinderella. He enjoys a good rags to riches, and he wasn’t ever told that princesses were for girls as a child. It’s something he appreciates about his mother, how accepting she is of his quirks, and letting him sing and dance around in Cinderella’s dress as a child was a precursor to that.

He can’t pick a favorite song, he finds something to love about all music. The beat in hip hop, the wordplay in rap, the catchiness in pop, the bass in rock. He’s not a picky guy. But when he’s alone in his car, sitting there trying to steel himself after another briefly lived, emotionally charged visit with his baby, he finds himself humming Somewhere Over The Rainbow. Like the duck plushy, it was dear to him as a child. His mother would sing it to him during storms, him curled in her lap with his hands over his ears as she rocked him. It was a comfort, a childhood song now a reminder of who he was as a child; it’s something he wants his daughter to have too, and more so, a comfort to his adult self. He wasn’t scared of storms anymore, he didn’t need to sing about birds flying and lemon drops when he heard thunder. But he was scared of never being in his girl’s life, and he sure as hell seems to hum it an awful lot when he hears his baby mama tell him that he can’t hold his little girl.

This is really long sorry bex !! But here’s the crayola colors I meant in Erik’s 😭😭

devin!!! always a pleasure to see you in my inbox! :)

all of these are insanely accurate but i wanna highlight a few specific ones that sparked thoughts:

re: erik's favorite color, he follows the dandelion crayola girl on instagram and thinks she's cool

erik is typically the go-to aux guy for family events bc he has a knack for creating very specific and specialized playlists and Curating A Vibe (as charlie said once), but once EVERY family event it does not matter what's going on, you're gonna hear don't fear the reaper

and howard and erik always laugh and make the exact same joke "we need more cowbell!!!" (please tell me everyone gets this joke and that i don't need to explain more cowbell) and it was funny the first few times but now whenever they do it, they're met with a chorus of groans from the family around them

i just love the thought that howard and erik are so incredibly loving and close

i love the idea that alex likes obscure weird horror movies bc of course he does (i mean he DOES have a tourist trap poster up in the dorm room, can't get much weirder and more obscure than fuckin tourist trap) and, roping in your comment about how alex is a little bit of a douche at all times, you would tell him you've never seen a certain movie and he sorta scoffs "yeah it's really underground, i wasn't expecting for you to know what it is"

(also alex as a closet swiftie, he likes the speak now era for the like sorta pop punk sound that album had, like better than revenge, haunted, the story of us, etc)(and he geeked when SNTV came out and electric touch has fuckin fall out boy on it, he enjoyed that immensely)(car karaoke with alex where you sing taylor's part and he gets INTO patrick stump's part, fist in front of his mouth like a microphone and all)

seth and the all-black outfits, YES, but his exception is that he paints his nails whatever color you ask for him to, even if its like purple or whatever — whatever to make his girl happy

seth being a YEEMO is so funny to me bc i was too (if only the tumblr page i had when i was in middle school/early high school still existed bc i was "smol bean"ing all over that damn blog jfc) and i would dare say that yeemo seth HAD a tumblr blog and STILL has one but doesn't post that sorta shit anymore and it's just his like photography account now (his username is still lordofdeath tho)

tryst's favorite color is sparkles: insanely accurate. sometimes he'll ask you to put some glitter on his face for certain raves and he always asks for the like chunky silver glitter on his cheeks

and tryst being excited to share cinderella with his little girl and she LOVES IT bc i don't wanna think ab the sadness of his baby mama not letting him see her and i wanna exist in a world where he gets to see his daughter

rocking her to sleep at night in his arms and he's softly singing somewhere over the rainbow to his sleeping little girl, not even really singing, that sorta whisper singing where you just don't try to hit any notes and only vaguely follow the tune, swiping at her little button nose with his pinkie and swearing to himself that someday he's gonna be good enough for her to take her away from what he lives in and give her everything he wishes he could and be the father to her that he so desperately wishes he could be