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This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.
Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.
1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent – food that is never enough.
2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street– just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.
3. We were turned away from the hospital– they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.
I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son’s life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can—no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.
Donate Now Here
Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
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Hey, do you guys think the whole nostalgia is ruining everything, it’s incredibly hard to make anything new without people complaining about how things used to be.
They killed four of my family members and I don't know what to do so I came to you my friends. It's more difficult. Please help.
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
4. hime gyaru
hime gyaru, also know as princess gal, is a subculture of the broader gyaru fashion movement from Japan. it blends hyper femininity, elegance, and opulence, drawing inspiration from princesses and rococo fashion. here is a detailed breakdown of hime gyaru.
origins and development
hime gyaru emerged as a subculture of the gyaru fashion movement in the early 2000s. gyaru, which means gal is Japanese, is a youth fashion subculture that emphasizes glamour, beauty, and rebellion against traditiona; Japanese beauty standards.influences by european rococo and Marie Antoinette aesthetics, hime gyaru combines elements of japanese kawaii culture with an extravagant and princess like style. brands like Jesus diamante and Liz Lisa were instrumental in popularizing the look.
key motifs
elegant and opulent clothing: hime gyaru putifts often feature dresses and skirts with luxurious fabrics, laces, ribbons, and frills. silhouettes are typically aline or fit and flare to enhance a feminine, princess like appearance.
pastel and soft colors: the color palette includes pastel pinks, white, creams, and other soft, delicate hues that add to the fairy tale charm of the style.
statement hair and accessories: big, voluminous hair is a signature of hiem gyaru. hairsty;es often includes large curls, bouffants, and elaborate updos, sometimes adorn with tiaras, bows, and floral headpieces.
luxurious details: pearls, rhinestones, and other sparkling embellishments are common in hime gyaru fashion, both in clothing and accessories. shoes after featured high heels with bows or other decorative elements
doll like makeup: makeup is characterized by flawless, porcelain skin, dramatic false eyelashes, and gradient or glossy lips, the overall look aims to create a doll like, elegant appearances.
music
hime gyaru fashion doesn't have a very specfic music genre associated with it, but j-pop artis and idols who embrace a cute elegant style, such as kyary pamyu pamyu and AI otsuka, often resonate with the aesthetic.
here are a few other music artists I suggest personally!!!!!!
Kyary Pamyu Pamyu
Momoiro Clover Z
Faky
Babymetal
Guso Drop
Sakura Fujiwara
Necronomidol
Mary’s Blood
Lovebites
Broken By The Scream
movies
films and media that feature princesses or luxurious, elegant settings align well with hime gyaru. movies like Marie Antoinette directed by Sofia Coppola and Disney princess films provide visual inspiration for the opulent and regal aspects of the style.
here are some other movies to watch as well!!!!!!!!!!!
Kamikaze Girls (2004)
Paradise Kiss (2011)
Boys Over Flowers (2005)
Hanayome wa Yakudoshi (2013)
Sailor Fuku to Shichinin no Kobanashi (2012)
Honto ni Atta Kowai Hanashi (2007)
Himitsu no Hanazono (2012)
Koibito ni Hanataba wo (2011)
Love Exposure (2008
books and other medias
manga and anime: shojo manja and anime that feature beautiful, elegant characters and romantic storylines often appeal to hime gyaru athusiasts. titles like nana ny AI yazawa and cardcaptor Sakura by clamp showcase characters with a sense of style that resonates with hime gyaru
magazines: japanese fashion magazines like ageha and egg often feature hime gyaru style, providing readers with the latest trends, makeup tutorials and hairstyle ideas.
social media: platforms like Instagram, youtube, and TikTok are vital for hime gyaru fashionistas to share their outfits, makeup routines, and diy projects. influencers and fashion icons within the community play a significant role in popularizing and evolving the style.
moodboard
outfit inspo
overall, hime gyaru is a glamorous and elegant fashion subculture that celebrates femininity, opulence and a fairytale princess aesthetic. it combines luxurious clothing, dramatic hairstyles, and doll like makeup to create a look that is both extravagant and charming.
make sure to like, reblog if you'd want, and follow my blog for more fashion breakdowns and inspo
videostar signing off.................
Made a Picrew of my oc, Himeko! She’s so cute looking! I hope you guys like her!
And if you want an Gyaru oc as well, here’s the link!
Link: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/2056024/complete?cd=865m3oFA2n
So I made a cover for my persona 6 project
What does everyone think?
🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
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Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
She’s so pretty
Wacchko THE WOMAN YOU ARE
A little side crush
this is my third redraw and my really proud of this art piece, i did :)
1st. Apr 23 2022 , 2st. Dec 29 2023,
3rd. Nov 25 2024
(wow that's definitely a glow up😨💥💥)
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings
EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.
This month, Marinette is working with @fandomsforpali to create a clothing line to raise money for Palestine. If you're interested in helping to donate to the cause, as well as support some artists, please commission one of the many talented artists (not to toot my own horn) or writers at the Fandoms For Pali Carrd!
This comic was a collaboration with the lovely @paonnell :)
I know this is super ironic but it’s so frustrating whenever you try and place your work out online, it’s like the internet had a private meeting to just ignore what you made and focus on something else.
It’s hard, sometimes because why even bother posting if barely anyone will see it? I don’t even need a big audience because that would do too much for my mental health.
But like, all I want are nice comments and people asking me questions about my work and the lore and I’m happy to answer anything!
As long as it’s not weird.
I’m just so tired of being ignored online. It’s so frustrating
Hi! Absolutely love your writing :) Would you be willing to do a enemies to lovers but with hero x villain? Maybe with like a controlling villain and the hero secretly likes it but is defiant externally? Sorry idk if that made sense lol
Thank you in advance though if you're able to!
"You can't just keep crashing my dates."
The villain glanced over their shoulder, raising an eyebrow in a mimicry of an emotion that didn't quite reach their eyes. "No?"
"No." The hero stalked closer, stopping in front of the villain, in time for them to turn. "I'm not yours."
"No?"
"No!" The hero's heart gave a little skip, at the possibility that the villain would then look at them and then say (in a growl, or devastatingly matter-of-fact, or in a teasing purr) 'yes, you are' or 'you're most certainly mine'. The villain had done it before.
The villain tilted their head, offering the hero one of the two glasses of wine they had just poured.
The hero took it, anticipating.
The villain didn't say anything, simply watching them as they took a steady sip.
The hero's face burned but they refused, stubbornly, to look away.
The villain set their glass down on the counter behind them. No rush.
The hero imagined the villain grabbing them, kissing them, as they had done before too. Twirling them, glass flying and wine sloshing, and pressing them up against the nearest flat surface. They would change every no to yes and please and more.
They both knew the routine, the dance of it. It didn't need saying.
"Your dates look increasingly like me," the villain murmured. "Have you noticed?" Their hands stayed, agonisingly, at their sides, as they leaned lazy against the counter.
The hero blinked, not expecting the comment. They took a sip of the wine instead of replying, hoping that perhaps an equally steady silence might come across as cool and mysterious instead of flabbergasted.
The villain smiled. "Say please."
"W-what?"
"Say please if you want me to screw your pretty brains out until you can't think straight."
The hero spluttered. "That's not - I'm not - that's not why I'm here." They undoubtedly would say please, but it had never been so close to the start, so when there wasn't any excuse they could possibly give for the desperate needing of it.
"No?"
"No." The hero swallowed.
"So you don't go on your little dates just to wind me up?" The villain finally straightened, taking a step closer.
The hero stepped back, but didn't run, didn't want to. Mesmerised. Their mouth felt very dry. "No." Such a lie.
The villain's smile grew. "You don't secretly wish I'd kiss you, claim you, in front of all of them?"
"No." The hero jutted their chin up. "I'm not a thing to be claimed."
The villain advanced; the hero back-tracked.
"You don't," the villain continued, a honeyed murmur, "say no, because you love all the ways I can persuade you. Because then you can pretend you don't want this. Because you like watching me take control of you."
The hero's back hit the wall. Miraculously, the wine didn't spill, still clutched uselessly in one hand.
"No."
"Mm." The villain set their palms on either side of the hero's shoulders, and the hero felt the very air between them might start vibrating with the urge to close the gap. "Perhaps I'll never crash one of your dates again then."
The thought was unbearable. The villain was bluffing, right? They had to be bluffing.
The hero wet their lips. The villain's gaze dropped to follow the movement, then flicked back up to the hero's eyes.
"You're a bastard," the hero whispered, because it was true and it wasn't no.
"Why yes," the villain's eyes gleamed, "I am." They waited.
The hero's stomach squirmed. "Are you actually going to make me say it?"
"I thought I didn't control you. I thought you weren't mine."
The hero shivered.
"So how could I," the villain leaned in to the hero's ear, still not quite touching, "possibly make you do anything?"
"...please."
"What was that, love?"
"I hate you."
"Do you?" The villain's lips finally pressed against their skin, kissing down their neck.
"Yes. So much." The hero's head fell back, offering more of their throat. The wine glass drooped in their hand.
"Don't spill on my floor."
The wine glass righted with titan concentration. There was nowhere to put it down.
The villain kissed them; soft, so soft, a promise of so much more to come.
"Would you like me to stop?" the villain asked against their lips.
"...no."
"No?"
"No."
The villain hummed and kissed them again, a little harder. The wine glass wobbled treacherously in the hero's hand once more. The hero's other hand clutched the villain's shoulder.
"I think we're done with the stage in our relationship where you pretend to date other people," the villain said, when they pulled back, breathless. They caught the hero's chin, and their stare was, for a moment, serious.
The hero scrambled past the kiss-drunk haze, brow furrowing. "It's actually bothering you?"
"No," the villain said, in the same tone that the hero said no, meaning yes.
"Okay." The hero leaned in to kiss them, just once, reassuring.
Tension eased out of the villain's shoulders. The wicked playfulness returned, and they shoved the hero back against the wall again. The next kiss was a consuming, hungry thing, and the hero could only chase after more than they were given, gasping.
The villain nipped the hero's neck, before giving a chiding click of their tongue. It once again sent an anticipatory shiver of delight down the hero's spine.
"Oh, would you look at that," the villain said, with soft and bewitching menace. "You spilled my wine. However shall I make you pay me back for that?"
"Make me?" The hero bit their lip. "You think you can make me do anything? Please."
The villain grinned.
There were no more dates with other people after that.
Hiii!!! I loveeee your writing and I've been following you for a while but been too shy to ask😅 would you consider a scenario where the protagonist and the antagonist are in a boyband together? The antagonist has a bigger fanbase or something. When they argue, its accidentally revealed that the hero is also the villain's fan and the villain is amused and is like "all my fans want to kiss me. Do you too?" Or something along those lines😅
“I’m not your fan,” the protagonist protested, wishing he could take the last thirty seconds back. he would have sold his soul to take it back. “I am literally the opposite of your fan. I hate you.”
“Mm.” The antagonist’s eyes were bright. “How passionate you are about me. It’s quite enticing.”
The protagonist’s face burned. “If I was your fan, I wouldn’t want to quit the band, would I? And you wouldn’t be blackmailing me to stay in the damn thing. To - to -”
“Mm,” the antagonist said, again. His gaze moved, with some false pretence of idleness, from the protagonist’s face to the - evidence - that had come tumbling out of a back drawer and back again. “If you say so.”
“I do. Also,” the protagonist jabbed an accusatory finger into the antagonist’s chest, “you shouldn’t go through my stuff. Why the hell are you going through my stuff? It’s not like you need-”
“Do you want to kiss me?”
“What?” It came out a squeak.
The antagonist tipped his head, in that famous way of his, with that equally famous smirk. Fanbases were literally built on that smirk. On the way his jawline caught even the cheap dressing room light so dashingly. On the way his eyes smouldered, like he was was an ice sculpture with a core of molten lava hiding deceptively below the surface. (Oh god oh god oh god.)
“All my fans want to kiss me.” The antagonist took a step closer, backing the protagonist up a step into the dressing room table, a step more until the protagonist’s knees colliding with their chair and he flumped to sit. “Do you?”
The protagonist shook his head, mutely, not trusting himself to speak.
“I think you do,” the antagonist said. He placed his hands on the arms of the chair, bracketing the protagonist in. “I see you staring at me sometimes.”
“Only because you’re evil.” It came out a whisper. Raspy. “Have to keep an eye on you.” The protagonist’s gaze flickered down to the antagonist’s lips, only inches away, and then off them like he’d been scalded. “You use people. You-”
“I think you secretly enjoy me using you,” the antagonist said. “I think you’d enjoy it if I did it more, in some less artistically driven ways. Maybe I should…”
The protagonist was trying really hard not to picture that, but the purr in the antagonist’s siren voice made it impossible. He had the best voice in the whole band, but the words…the sweet and painful words full of longing, the words of the many love songs that had made them so successful…those words had always been the protagonist’s. He was the lyricist. Together they were magic. Everyone said so.
The protagonist twitched in the chair, but there was nowhere he could go, and -
Then there was that devastatingly lovely voice, softly singing some of those lyrics in the protagonist’s ear.
You’ve signed your autograph, on my heart
Your name on my lips
With your kiss
Forever mine.
Lyrics, songs, that the protagonist had once (stupidly, stupidly, stupidly) written thinking only of him.
The antagonist laughed softly at the helpless hitch in the protagonist’s breath. His finger rose, tracing his initials on the protagonist’s chest.
The protagonist closed his eyes.
There was clearly no denying it. Because the protagonist had been a fan. When they had started working together, first, he’d admired the antagonist so keenly that it almost hurt. Creatively, of course, but…not just in that way. And yes, of course, of course, learning what a monster the antagonist was should have made all that admiration, all those feelings, go away.
It didn’t.
It hadn’t.
“Get out,” the protagonist said. It wasn’t, after all, like the antagonist liked him. It was all a wicked game to him. Everything was. And this…
“Admit it,” the antagonist said. “Tell me.”
“Will you get out if I do?”
There were other things, probably, that the protagonist should have bartered for, but the antagonist was so close that he felt dizzy. He couldn’t think straight. All he could focus on was the antagonist’s hand not quite touching bare skin, the slight tickle of his breath, the closeness.
What if someone walked in, and saw them?
“For now.”
The protagonist swallowed. It was just words, after all. He said words, he bloody duetted the songs every night on tour, even if it killed him a bit every night. What did it matter now? The antagonist was already smug and unbearable, so it wasn’t like he could make it worse. Right?
“Yes,” he said.
“Yes…what?”
“Yes,” the protagonist gritted his teeth. “I’m a fan. You’re very talented. You know this. We have the grammy’s to prove it. Would you like me to stroke your ego some more, you narcissistic-”
The antagonist caught his chin and squeezed.
The protagonist’s eyes flew open. Their gazes locked.
“Admit,” the antagonist said. “That you want to kiss me.”
Oh, hell. Hell might have had more mercy.
The look of pleading that must have crossed his face only seemed to please the antagonist more. His eyes were doing that impossible smouldering thing, like the protagonist was the only thing that mattered in the world, like everything except the two of them could burn.
The protagonist tried to look away, but couldn’t. He felt hot all over. It should have been - it was awful, of course it was, but - the antagonist’s free hand dropped, cupping the protagonist over too tight jeans. Bastard.
“Yes,” the protagonist said, “I want you to kiss me.”
He really didn’t expect it when the antagonist did. The antagonist kissed him like everything he’d ever hoped for, everything he’d imagined in song, until the protagonist had no air. No words left. No nothing. Only more and please and his name.
“For inspiration,” the antagonist bit their lip, hard enough that the gossip commentators would no doubt have opinions on the matter. “For the next hit you’re going to write me.”
The protagonist’s chest cleaved.
The antagonist looked like a conquering hero, some victor in the field of battle, wild-eyed and powerful and triumphant.
“Because you know,” the antagonist said. “I’m a big fan of yours, too. Which is why, you are never, ever, leaving this band.”
And then, he was gone. Just as promised.
And all the treacherous parts of the protagonist’s heart wanted was for him to come back and finish what he started.
🚨URGENT🚨
Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child🥺
My son Mohammed is in critical condition after being shot by Israeli drones. He has been taken to the operating ⛺️ and urgently needs treatment outside the Gaza Strip.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
I need your help please donate and share, evry contribution, no matter how small, brings us hope in these dark times.
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
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Was debating on posting this or saving it for the big post but eh may as well let yall see after so much waiting
PSA: never discuss private affairs in your DMs, especially contraception and abortion. Social media moguls will absolutely sell you out to the government. There are already cases of people being charged based on evidence in their DMs.
HAPPY AROMANTIC AWARENESS WEEK TO ALL THE HOTTEST BITCHES THAT CELEBRATE!!!
SHOUT WITH JOY! THE AROMANTIC BEAM BE UPON YE!!!
NASA will close several offices and reduce its workforce to comply with an executive order from President Donald Trump. NASA's Office of Technology, Policy and Strategy will be shuttered, as will the Office of the Chief Scientist, and the Diversity, Equity, Inclusion (DEI) and Accessibility Branch of the Office of Diversity, Equity and Inclusion, the agency announced in an emailed statement today (March 10).
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This is another drawing of Himeko Hayashi, the main protagonist of the persona 6 imagine!
Himeko Hayashi is a sweet and silly girl who’s a hardcore gyaru, she tends to break the dress code, like a lot. But she has a huge heart for everyone around her, but she can be dense.
However, when she goes to live with her older sister for a year, in a quieter, boring old neighborhood in Hokkaido, and goes to the Mizo School building, things begin to reveal itself and the forests only look creepier…
✨🌹Amy Rose🌹✨
Tried my own redesign of her outfit for fun!
I like gyarus, like a lot! I think they’re so pretty and cute! And I wish we got to see them more!
I know there’s been mini attempts to bring it back and I’m glad for that. But still, I hope Gyarus get more rep in the future, and hopefully more sub styles because they’re all so cool! \(//∇//)\ψ(｀∇´)ψ
I genuinely feel ashamed that all I can do is write words while more and more Arab people die - but momentum for fundraisers is one of very few things any of us can do at the moment
Please donate to the Sameer Project. They are doing amazing work on the ground. Try to do what you can. Sharing and donating as little as 5 dollars can culminate into a big difference. I have enough of a following to know that we can make a truly big difference if this didn’t simply go ignored bc people decided they’re bored now
‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸
I have a cat named Soso and I take care of her. She was three months old and now she is one year and two months old But the cat goes through crises of fear, poor health, and lack of medication and monthly food She is afraid of the sound of bombing and warplanes. I am so afraid my cat will die My heart goes out to her, my heart goes out to her, don't let her die, please help my cat
captured from an ambulance. captured. from an ambulance. do not stop speaking about palestine please
Here are some gal designs I made recently that I'm very proud of! ^_^
P4 & P5 Femc's, Suzume Asakawa & Rei Kurusu!
Info under cut
I wanted to try my hand at creating hypothetical femc's. Not like genderbends of the protagonists (though i always love seeing those), but entirely new characters with different personalities, kinda like Kotone Shiomi from p3p.
I had 3 main philosophies I tried to stick to when designing these gals; they should hypothetically be easy for the player to project themselves onto, they must have the opposite colour scheme of their male protag counterparts, & they must have the opposite personality of their male protag counterparts. Just like Kotone!
I'm kinda bad at explaining, sooo I'll just try to walk u through my design process. Let's start with Suzume!
for Suzume, since purple is the opposite of yellow, i decided to give her a purple colour scheme. Since purple is often associated with royalty, I thought she could be based on the himedere archetype in anime! & what else is the most himedere-hairstyle other than twin curls?
With her design now defined, I moved onto her personality. Im aware it's kinda a debate as to whether or not persona protags have personalities, but personally? i think they do, since they're characterised somewhat consistently across the animes/spin off games (chadrukami & joker having tons of troll dialogue options in p5 strikers come to mind as popular interpretations), so for the sake of making suzume more interesting, let's just say she has one.
Suzume is elegant, prideful, posh, regal, classy, vain, arrogant, & snooty. She takes a lot of pride in her appearance, & loves being the center of attention. Which, considering she's the leader of the investigation team, gives her the perfect excuse to continue stroking her massive ego
In the TV world, Suzume fights with a fencing sword. She accepts her role as the team leader very quickly, & leads her team in a way that can only be described as very.... um.... "authoritative". The best way I can describe her style of leadership is like this; she gets the investigation team to do most of the work beating up shadows, & then she swoops in to get the last hit & steals all the glory! She sucks so much, i love her <3
Suzume always strives to be the best at everything ever. She needs to be better than everyone around her, she always needs to win, because no one likes a loser. & if she's the best, most charming, charismatic, prettiest, & talented girl on planet earth, surely people will HAVE to like her, right? Surely, everyone will HAVE to turn to look at her.... right?
Despite how much she tries to hide it, underneath that perfect princess-like facade is a vulnerable & insecure girl who thinks she needs to be perfect all the time to make up for how unspecial she truly is. She grew up alone & detached from everyone & everything around her, which caused her to be isolated from the world around her. She's basically just drifting through life until she arrives in Inaba. Her princess-like attitude is a mask she puts on to try & get people to pay more attention to her. In Suzume's mind, all attention is good attention. Doesn't matter if people think she's the sweetest angel on earth, or a huge bitch, so long as they look at her. So long as she sticks in their minds forever. So long as they never forget about her again.
Also, she sucks at cooking. Like, she's really bad. Cooking is the one skill she just cannot seem to perfect. She tries to hide how bad she is, to great comedic effect, but. People find out eventually. & uh... it may or may not end with the entire investigation team getting food poisoning. Suzume's cooking is so bad she makes Yukiko look like Gordon Ramsey by comparison.
Ok enough about her, let's move on to Reirei!
Green is the opposite of red, so while I deffo wanted her to be green, i didnt just want her to be green. I wanted her to have more colours so that she wouldn't look too boring. So, I decided that the secondary colour could be pink! This gives her the spring colour palette, which I think fits her very well. I know pink is already one of Kotone's colours, but hey, surely she wouldn't mind sharing. it is caring, after all
Rei has basically the same backstory as the og protag. She was a normal girl, living a normal life, until she was arrested & falsely accused of assault for protecting a woman from a violent drunkard. But the difference between Rei & Ren is in how they cope with being sent away on probation. While Ren puts on the mask of an unassuming, stoic, & shy boy who tries to avoid conflict, Rei has a different approach. She elects to completely lean into people's perception of her, & dons the mask of a tough, ruthless, cold-hearted delinquent. Her design is specifically inspired by sukeban fashion, which actually hasn't been seen since the 80s , but I thought it was fitting for Rei. Plus, I actually have a reason for why she dresses in an outdated fashion style.
The true Rei Kurusu is extremely shy. So shy she can barely talk louder than muttering. She's always been very socially anxious & hates putting herself in the spotlight. She used to hide her face behind long bangs to avoid looking people in the eyes, before she cut them to look more tough & unapproachable (she still mostly avoids eye contact though). Due to her immense shyness during childhood, she didn't have any friends. She grew up with a fairly limited view of the world, & as a result, is behind on a lot of modern trends. This is the kind of girl who only plays retro games on an old console, & who actually still thinks female delinquents in japan dress as sukeban. Yeah, she's kinda stupid. I still love her tho <3 my stupid little gal.
While her inability to look at people when they're talking may come off as rude, Rei doesn't mean any harm by it. She always tries to be nice & polite to everyone, even those who are mean to her, she just... can never seem to get over the hurdles of actually interacting with people beyond simple pleasantries. She always holds people at an arms distance, never wanting to let them in.
Anyways, her facade fools everyone save for only a few; her fellow Phantom Thieves. As the leader, Rei doesn't want to hog any of the spotlight or glory. She thinks the other members are far more skilled, strong, & talented than her, so her leadership style is basically to give orders from the back, while letting everyone else get their chance to shine. She's fairly hands off, only stepping up to the challenge if her team is really knocked down, forcing her to take over & finish off a Shadow with her shinai. Otherwise, her amazing teammates can handle it themselves.
Also, Rei constantly apologises for the smallest of things. Knocking a glass over, or stepping on someone's foot, or just slightly bumping into them, she's always quick to blurt out a "Sorry!" first, even if she's the one who got bumped. Doesn't really help her keep up her delinquent persona, though, so her classmates fairly quickly figure out that she's not actually that threatening. Deep down, she's actually just a really sweet dumbass. A female himbo, if that's even a thing that exists.
ok thats all bye
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