#readersona: laurel ⚔

[sincerelystarry]

name analysis for my existing readersonas (whether they have intros or not, consider this as crumbs for the ones that i haven’t fully developed yet)

@slfglow this is for u babyyyyy

🍒 cherry (djats) — "cherry bomb" by the runaways. cherries also symbolize love and beauty. in "regret me" she's the reason billy decides to go to rehab. she's the reason he actually works for love rather than thinking he deserves it bc he's "billy fucking dunne." cherry is a catalyst for billy's change into a better person.

the term "popping your/her/my cherry" being used for someone losing their virginity/innocence. the color red is also widely associated with lust and sex, which is an antithesis to the cherry fruit = innocence.

cherry's a balance of both. she's not stupid or naive, but she chose to stay mostly away from drugs when she was in pittsburgh & first came to LA. she'd drink w daisy occasionally but it was mostly just her taking care of daisy after she'd get wasted. she doesn't start using drugs until she gets swept up in the rockstar life, until she gets swept up with LA billy (who is very distinct from pittsburgh billy)

🍯 honey (djats) — honey is just as sweet as her name. her voice is smooth like honey, she strictly drinks the fruity cocktails rockstars dont touch, she stays away from the hard shit, she bakes cookies and has a sour dough starter and fosters kittens and makes oil paintings of pretty landscapes. but honey can be made into mead.

when she needs to be, she's strict. not in a controlling way, but in a "sit your ass down and drink this fucking water you are not taking another shot tonight" which is exactly what eddie needs (though he refuses to admit it) to keep himself from turning into billy.

honey has historically been used for medicinal purposes, and honey is basically the mom-friend of the group. she takes care of everyone after they go too hard, makes sure daisy eats more than one meal a day, will usually be the first one to go to teddy like "hey should we toss billy back into rehab"

🕊 dove (the hunger games) — doves widely symbolize peace, love, and hope, which is the embodiment of what dove is. despite being traumatized in the games and having too much blood on her hands, she shows the world that there's still some hope to be had. she's the embodiment of peace when people need her for a hug or reassuring words. she loves as much as she can, even after developing her trust issues after her games.

when hijacked in 13, she still tries to love finnick, despite everything the capitol had told her. she still has hope for the rebellion, even if so many people believe it's fruitless. she has hope in katniss, who she doesn't know that well, but believes in anyway. not the mockingjay, but katniss everdeen, whose interviews and games she watched.

doves are a symbol of death and rebirth. there are many versions of dove that have died and been born again. pre-games dove into post-games dove. healing dove into hijacked dove. and hijacked dove into just dove. the girl she always was, brought back to a world without the hunger games. a world without fear, where she can love the man she loves and have the family she's always wanted.

🪻viola (tbosas) — viola's name is taken from the main protagonist of shakespeare's "twelfth night." in the play, viola showcases a struggle with love and identity.

my viola struggles greatly with picking between what she loves and crafting new identities for herself. she loves her family and her life in the capitol, but she also loves sejanus. he doesn’t count as district, right? the plinth family is capitol now, is what she keeps trying to convince herself.

there are two violas. the perfect capitol girl. the politician’s daughter. turns her nose up at the gore and violence of the games but doesn’t otherwise have an opinion on them. the districts are below her, why should she care? and there’s sejanus’ viola. a secret rebel, maybe not as much as he is, but she still wants the games to end. she sees sejanus as district but doesn’t look down on him for it. he’s still her equal. he’s still hers, just as much as she’s his. but which viola is the real one?

⚔ laurel (tbosas) — his name is a cruel joke on his fate. laurels were used as a symbol of victory in rome. a tribute in the 10th hunger games, dead before he even entered the arena, laurel is anything but victorious.

the laurel tree is a symbol of the god apollo, the god of the sun and medicine. in the games, laurel focuses on keeping sabyn, his district partner, safe. he makes sure her wounds are treated best as possible, using himself as her shield. he's anything but a ray of sunshine, laurel is quite stoic. he tries to hide when he cares for someone, doesn't let himself be vulnerable. and yet, he's a light in sejanus' life. a glimmer of hope that maybe the two of them could fix this together. that maybe laurel could win the games and sejanus could change panem from the inside out.

laurel was never a victor, despite what his name may lead you to believe. laurel wreaths are crowned on the heads of victors, they aren't victors themselves. he will be the crown on the heads of the members of the rebellion, 65 years later. he will be the laurel branches on the flag of panem after the games are over. he was never a victor himself, but his spirit will crown the victors with laurel wreaths of their own.

🪽 angel (stranger things) — angel is pretty much the opposite of her name. she does well in school, but that's about it. she buys weed from eddie munson, listens to metallica and motley crue, plays the bass guitar and is pissy when eddie doesn't let her be in corroded coffin (though she still plays dungeons and dragons with him. she wont wear the shirt, though. ew.)

despite the hobbies she pursues and the way she acts, angel still looks the part. perfect flowy dresses, hair all done up nice, smile always perfectly placed. she knows what people think of her, tells them to "be not afraid" with her glittery eye shadow and pink lipgloss.

angels are guardians, protectors, and she tries her best to be that for dustin & co. they're her dnd babies, she's their guardian angel. if steve is the mom of the group, angel is the dad. she helps them do the dangerous thing but makes sure they don't get caught or hurt doing it. sneaks the boys beer when they're still underage but keeps them away from weed. she may not be the holiest girl in the world, but she cares. that's all that really matters.

[sincerelystarry]

( ☆ ) . * my love is like a dark cloud full of rain . . . that’s always right there up above you !!

district 2 male tribute!reader x sejanus plinth ( apart of laurel-verse, written before laurel became an official readersona )

summary : being torn from your life as a quarry miner in district two after being reaped for the 10th annual hunger games, your luck only seems to be running worse and worse when you meet your former friend and now-mentor: sejanus plinth. 

warnings : canon-typical abuse & neglect (not between main characters), sejanus is the loml, overall just really sad

word count : 1.3k

Someone was out to get you. You weren’t sure if it was some malevolent deity or President Ravinstill or something else entirely, but whatever luck you may have had in the past ended two days ago. July 4th, when the mayor of District 2 pulled your name from the boys’ bowl for the 10th annual Reaping. You thought you had been safe. You were eighteen, so close to aging out of the Reaping. And yet, within the blink of an eye, you were rudely thrust from your repetitive life as a miner in the local quarry and shoved by Peacekeepers into a dirty train car that was probably used for material export, not for passengers. 

You didn’t think it could get worse when you and your fellow tributes were unceremoniously dumped from a livestock-truck into an animal enclosure at the Capitol zoo. Not just you and your tributes, though, but also a prissy blond Capitol boy. The mentor for the District 12 girl, apparently. She was a pretty girl; charismatic, played to the crowd. He was a fish out of water. You could’ve laughed if it weren’t for the situation you were in. 

You’re now curled up in the corner of the enclosure, fighting sleep as you let Sabyn, your district partner, rest with her head against your shoulder. As your eyes droop, a voice snaps you out of your sleepy daze. A voice that is all too familiar, yet so different. It’s deeper now; older, more mature than it had been ten years ago. But the way he says your name—it holds the same lilt it always had. The way it would raise in pitch slightly at the end, as if the whole world would get a little brighter when the two of you were together. 

But the world isn’t bright now, is it? No. Instead, it’s the stony grays of quarry rocks and Capitol buildings. Even the flashes of color from the District 12 girl’s dress and the elegant garments of the Capitolites that decided to come to the zoo to ogle you and the other tributes seem dull. 

Yet, when you look up, eyes searching—almost desperately—for the source of the voice, the world does seem brighter. The sky, maybe a bit bluer. The trees planted around the zoo in poor attempts to make the scenery seem more natural, a little greener. The swishing rainbow of fabric in the corner of your eye, a bit more lively. 

The scarlet of his Academy uniform is almost blinding. 

He says your name again, holding out a bundle of something wrapped in a napkin. A triangle, maybe a sandwich. But your eyes are locked on the little brass A-shaped pin on the breast of his suit. 

You dare to move your gaze upwards. A test to yourself, maybe, to convince yourself that you could look him in the eye and see nothing more than your mentor. As soon as your eyes lock with his, brown, desperate and pleading, you realize you can’t just forget about him. You can’t just act as if he had always been a prissy Capitol dick. Can’t just forget the past.

You carefully move Sabyn off your shoulder and approach the bars, tearing your gaze away from Sejanus and looking pointedly at the ground.

“Take it. Eat it. Please,” he says.

If you weren’t starving, you would’ve spat in his face just to be petty. But you hadn’t eaten in two days, and the sounds coming from your stomach convey that clearly. You reach out to take the sandwich from his hands, your eyes flicking up again. You avoid his this time, instead choosing to examine the contours of his face, how these past ten years have changed him, how he’s grown while living in the Capitol. You wonder what he would’ve looked like if he had stayed in District 2. If he had stayed with you. 

You shove the thought away. 

As the sandwich passes between your hands, through the bars, your fingers brush, and you’re reminded of an exchange not too different from this, yet that moment was worlds away. 

Ten or eleven years ago, near the end of the Dark Days, before the Plinth family had been welcomed into the Capitol, there was little food in the Districts. There was little food everywhere. You and Sejanus were in school together, sitting in the playground. You had little by way of lunch, and he had given you half of his sandwich. Corned beef. 

You look down at the sandwich in your hands now. Corned beef. 

The two of you had become friends that day. Friends, until he was whisked away to live in the lap of luxury that was the Capitol. He might’ve as well been whisked away to the heavens and crowned a god.

“You’ve changed,” he says, as you take a bite of the sandwich. 

“So have you,” you retort after swallowing, tone a bit harsher than it needs to be. You tell yourself he deserves it as you eye his shiny Academy pin again. 

He hands you another sandwich. “For your District partner,” he explains. 

“Did your dad put you up to this?” you ask, the two of you lowering to sit on the ground on either side of the bars, almost as if your minds were in sync. 

“Which part?” he laughs humorlessly. “Me mentoring you or the food?”

“Both.”

“The mentoring was all my dad. I think it’s some sort of twisted way to get me to think like him. The food is all me,” he says, then adds, “and my Ma. She made the sandwiches.”

You knew his Ma made the sandwiches. She made the one he shared with you from when the two of you were 7. 

“Tell her I said thank you,” you say. A beat of silence passes as you eat the sandwich, unnerved as you feel Sejanus’ eyes watching over you. “Why are you doing this?” you ask finally, after finishing your food.

“I don’t have a choice.”

“Not the mentoring,” you say. “This.” You gesture to the sandwiches he still had that he failed to get to the other tributes, the one he gave you for Sabyn. “Why are you acting like you care?”

“I do care,” he argues. “I’ve always cared. I’m not like my father. I left because I had to, you know this.”

“But you wouldn’t come back,” you say. His lack of a response lets you know that you’re right.

“No,” he confirms after a minute, though it feels like an hour. “I wouldn’t. But not for the reason you think.”

“Then why?” You don’t know why you’re entertaining him. Why you don’t just go back to Sabyn and try to get some rest. 

“Because I can make a difference here,” he tries. “I still feel District. I still am District. But I can pretend to be Capitol. My family has power here. I could use that power. I could do something, I could stop the Games.” Sejanus hesitates before continuing. “I could get you out.”

It’s your turn to laugh now. It’s dry, doubtful. “Good luck with that,” you say. Your tone is sarcastic, but under it all is a small bit of hope. Hope that maybe he’s right. Maybe he could end all of this and get you out. Maybe you could live another day, another year, another lifetime.

You move to stand and he rises with you. “Thank you for the food,” you say, moving to go back to the corner you were huddled up in previously. 

Before you can leave, his hand reaches through the bars to grab yours. “I’ll get you out of here,” he murmurs, squeezing your hand. It’s a promise just for you. Not for Lucky Flickerman’s cameras, not for the Capitolites watching the tributes from a distance, not for any of the other tributes. 

You glance around to make sure no one’s watching, moving a bit closer to the bars of the enclosure, a bit closer to him. You’re inches away and yet it feels like oceans. You lift his hand in yours and quickly press your dried and cracked lips to it, letting go of his hand before anyone could see. The feeling of your chapped lips against his skin is wrong, and yet it's so incredibly right.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Sejanus.”

a/n: my google search history is filled with hunger games fanwiki pages to check names and timeline </3. anyway i hope u like this @nozhdyved i love sejanus but i don’t feel like developing viola yet so this is like a little appetizer. mayyyybe i’ll turn this reader into a proper sona (starry writing full time male readersona wld be revolutionary) but who knows!

[sincerelystarry]

( ⚔ ) . * laurel . . . the ballad of songbirds and snakes readersona !!

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 personality !!

laurel is slightly hotheaded and abrasive, but it’s not his fault. he was made this way. he doesn’t show his emotions easily, instead keeping to himself. he was raised around the idea that boys don’t cry, that they need to be strong and brave. he wants to be able to be soft with someone. to be open and vulnerable. he had that with his mother as a child, until she died when laurel was 11, only a few years after the war ended. after that, all he had was his father, who never liked to speak much but only became more closed off after the death of his wife. laurel will die with all of his secrets, even the one he wants to let the world know so badly. that he loves sejanus plinth. 

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 timeline !!

despite district 2 being well known for it’s masonry and weaponry production, laurel got the short end of the stick and ended up working as a quarry miner since he was 16. he was 8 years old when the dark days ended, and during the first rebellion, his family tried to lay low and stay neutral.

when he was 7, he met sejanus plinth on the school playground, as district 2 tried to keep everything as normal as possible despite the ongoing civil war. he and sejanus had seen each other in class a few times, but they didn’t really talk to each other, being little kids who stuck with their own groups. well, sejanus in his group. laurel was usually on his own, not really speaking to anyone, and no one really spoke to him. 

the dark days meant little food, and he would usually only be afforded one small meal a day. while sitting on the playground this day, watching the other kids eat their lunch, laurel had nothing for himself. this was when sejanus first approached him, offering him half of his corned beef sandwich in exchange for being friends. laurel eagerly accepted, and a new friendship bloomed. 

when the plinth family moved to the capitol, the two of them were ten, and laurel was devastated. he and sejanus traded woven bracelets made of loose embroidery thread before sejanus had to leave, the two of them promising to never forget each other.

at the age of 18, after a few years of having worked in the quarry mines, so close to aging out of the reaping, laurel was picked as the male tribute for the 10th annual hunger games. he was shipped off to the capitol, dumped into a zoo enclosure. he and sejanus see each other again for the first time in ten years here, when it’s revealed that sejanus is his mentor. 

laurel refused to let sejanus to get close, resenting him for leaving, for assimilating with the capitolites he hated so much. despite his constant efforts to keep sejanus away, to keep himself away from sejanus, the two got close as he helped laurel prepare to win the hunger games. when the arena was bombed by rebels during the tour of the arena, laurel tackled sejanus to get him down, covering and protecting sejanus as best as he could. 

both of them got badly injured, but laurel hardly got time to recover, as he was quickly thrust into the arena. due to the injuries he sustained from the bombing, he was a quick target. he wasn't the first to die in the arena, but he did go quickly. sejanus snuck into the arena to attempt to hold vigil over his body, and sejanus’ fate is the same as the original. the difference here is that the two of them are reunited in the afterlife now. they can be together forever. 

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 laurel masterlist !!

see america right — 1.3k, angst

[sincerelystarry]

( ☆ ) . * masterlist ˎˊ-

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 readersonas !!

readersona name analyses cherry 🍒 ( djats / billy dunne ) honey 🍯 ( djats / eddie roundtree ) dove 🕊 ( the hunger games / finnick odair ) viola 🪻 ( tbosas / sejanus plinth ) laurel ⚔ ( tbosas / sejanus plinth ) magnolia 🌸 ( tbosas / sejanus plinth ) angel 🪽 ( stranger things / steve harrington )

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 daisy jones & the six !!

blurbs !!

( tbd ! )

mini-series !!

more fun to miss — 1.8k, angst, cherry x billy dunne ⊱ regret me ( pt. 2 ) — 1.6k, angst, cherry x billy dunne ⊱ somethin' stupid ( pt. 3 ) — 1.4k, fluff, cherry x billy dunne

oneshots !!

suffragette city — 1.8k, fluff, honey x eddie roundtree my way of life — 1.2k, fluff, honey x eddie roundtree

song fics !!

( tbd ! )

headcanons !!

djats + camila x f!reader on her period

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 the hunger games !!

blurbs !!

moulin rouge dancer!finnick odair x gn!bohemian writer!reader

mini-series !!

( tbd ! )

oneshots !!

daylight — 1.4k, fluff, f!reader x finnick odair, starry's sweets event ( #004 ) demolition lovers — 1.7k, suggestive, scream au, f!accomplice!reader x ghostface!finnick odair, starry's sweets event ( #005 ) bad for business — 2.2k, hurt/comfort, f!dist. 10 victor!reader x finnick odair ( #006 ) someone new — 2.6k, hurt/comfort, modern au, f!reader x finnick odair ( #008 )

song fics !!

( tbd ! )

headcanons !!

( tbd ! )

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 the ballad of songbirds and snakes !!

blurbs !!

( tbd ! )

mini-series !!

psycho killer — 1.6k, whump, scream au, m!ghostface!reader x sejanus plinth, starry's sweets event ( #001 ) ⊱ head over heels — wip !

oneshots !!

see america right — 1.3k, angst, dist. 2 male tribute!reader x sejanus plinth enchanted — 1.8k, hurt/comfort, regency au, m!reader x sejanus plinth, starry's sweets event ( #002 ) paper rings — 2.7k, suggestive, fluff, f!covey!reader x sejanus plinth, starry's sweets event ( #003 )

song fics !!

( tbd ! )

headcanons !!

( tbd ! )

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 stranger things !!

blurbs !!

( tbd ! )

oneshots !!

party 4 u — 1.2k, hurt/comfort, suggestive, modern au, f!reader x best friend!steve harrington ( #007 )

song fics !!

( tbd ! )

headcanons !!

( tbd ! )

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 challengers !!

blurbs !!

( tbd ! )

oneshots !!

( tbd ! )

song fics !!

dreams ( by fleetwood mac ) — 1.8k, angst, suggestive, patashi song analysis

headcanons !!

( tbd ! )

𝜗𝜚 𓂃 miscellaneous !!

starry's sweets masterlist