#fictionbrewed

               It  was  one  of  those  nights  again.  A  night  where  he  had,  unfortunately,  been  scammed.  Why  him,  of  all  people?  What  had  he  done  to  deserve  this…?  But  then  he  thought  about  it.  His  family  that  he  ruined…all  because  of  he  suggested  his  father  go  on  a  trip.  And  it,  in  return,  is  what  changed  his  perception  of  ‘home’.  Home  was  no  longer  the  warmth  of  his  parents,  the  vibrant  laughter  of  his  father.  The  smell  of  paint  samples  and  fresh  paper  being  used  for  designs  from  his  mother.  She  couldn't  even  laugh  or  design  anymore,  when  they  had  received  the  news  of  his  father's  death.

               He  was  thankful  she  had  found  work  and  had  left--and  he  didn't  resent  her  for  it.  But….it  was  so  lonely,  without  her.  His  price  to  pay.  Actually,  wasn't  everything  his  price  to  pay?  He  basically  consigned  his  father  to  death.  And  his  mother,  widowed.  He  supposed  anything  that  happened  to  him  now  was  deserved--even  the  scam  from  tonight.  No  one  to  blame  but  himself.  He  should  have  known  it  was  far  too  good  to  be  true--and  now  here  he  was  almost  negative  once  more  (  though,  he  was  waiting  for  something  else  to  make  that  full  negative  at  some  point,  if  he  was  honest.  ). 

             ❝  Heya.  ❞  He  starts  out  as  he  takes  a  seat  down  at  the  bar,  rubies  meeting  the  gaze  of  the  brunettes'.  ❝  What  would  you  recommend  for  me  tonight?  I've…got  no  preferences;  I  just  need  a  drink,  if  that's  okay.  ❞

Random Dialogue || @fictionbrewed

              𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐭  𝐡𝐮𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧  𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞  behind  her,  her  head  tilting  a  bit  to  her  right.  She…had  she  seen  him  before?  Ah  right…he  was  at  the  bar  when  she  passed  by-at  the  time,  cleaning  the  glasses  used.  She  had  a  certain…sense  about  him-but  she  couldn't  quite  place  her  hand  on  what  it  was.  Nor  why  it  was.  What  she  did  know,  is  that  from  here--he  looked…tired,  at  least  somewhat.  But  perhaps  that  was  just  her  conception  of  him.  She  was  use  to  the  tired  looks  at  times  from  benefactors  when  working  in  the  guild.

@fictionbrewed || Canon questions

What made you pick up this character?

Tbh-I wanted to write in the SM fandom for a while. My first muse here was Hotaru but after some issues a dear friend of mines had I yeeted from the fandom. Decided to try again-realized I had a really deep love for Mina and said 'eh fuck it'.

7.What’s the best thing about the canon you are writing?

I still have a lot of freedom for Mina purely because of all the inspo from various things that was done to make Sailor Moon as a whole. On top of that I can take inspo from like the live action or even the 90s. Play off her representation of Venus, the goddess of love, beauty, desire, sex, fertility, prosperity and victory. Play off the greek counterpart Aphrodite, who while not exact, still shares similarities with Venus. The fact that Minako has been stated in manga to basically be venus herself at times. Play off the fact that she's the leader and for as much of a love struck girl she can be she's also headstrong and tied to her duties. She literally does represent her goddess representation / insp almost to a T, if not to a T. ....I've a lot of love for her okay.

9.Have you tweaked the character from canon? If so, what did you tweak?

Not quite yet? I don't really count my headcanons quite as tweaks. But I'm sure some are to come lmao. And I mainly say that because I write her mainly based off of manga / crystal rather than 90s so.

16.What is your personal ship bias for your canon character?

I actually have none! Well--unless you count her deceased lover lmfao. But I have none what so ever, only the fact that that girl is a bisexual disaster LMAO and openly has two hands pff. But that's also because Minako just genuinely has a lot of love to give. Her heart is big.

20.If you could sum up your character with one sentence, what would it be?

@fictionbrewed || Here ya go.

       She  didn't  do  glitz  and  glamour,  much  like  she  didn't  do  clubs,  lounges,  or  bars.  Yet,  here  she  was--in  such  a  place.  Alissa  had  dragged  her  here  on  pretense  of  needing  somewhere  different.  And  admittedly,  this  place  was  actually  rather  quiet.  Even  the  music  was  low.  There  wasn't  any  smoke  in  the  air  (  this  place  in  particular  didn't  allow  indoor  smoking  it  seemed,  or  they  had  a  designated  smoking  area.  ),  lights  were  low,  people  were  mostly  hanging  out  amongst  their  selves. 

       It  reminded  her  of  one  of  the  lounges  Alissa  had  taken  her  to  before  back  on  her  own  world--back  when  she  and  Ennosuke  were  still  a  thing.

       Her  mind  drifted  back  to  the  blond  male.  Was  he  okay?  Was  he  hanging  out  at  lounges  like  the  one  she  was  at  currently?  Did....he  miss  her,  at  all? 

       The  slight  sting  on  her  back  dragged  her  out  of  her  thoughts,  and  only  reminded  her  she  probably  already  had  her  answer  in  that  regard. 

       ❛  ....It's  not  like  it  matters.  I  was  never  good  enough,  really....  ❜  She  thinks  to  herself,  not  noticing  the  pair  of  eyes  on  her  as  she  leaned  onto  the  bar,  resting  her  head  on  her  arms.  Footsteps  approach  her  from  the  other  side  of  the  bar,  the  slight  sound  of  cloth  rubbing  on  glass  not  missed.

       ❝  You  look  like  you  could  use  a  spirit  lifting  of  some  sorts.  ❞  Comes  the  voice,  causing  her  to  raise  her  head  up--emeralds  trained  on  the  male  before  her.