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Hey it’s ace week and you’re local ace has something to say! I’ve been out as ace for 3 years now and it’s still a big part of my identity that I’m proud of so here’s a lil something for those who need it!

Please ignore this.

I know Im going to hell.

Part of a Skype RP i'm doing with GoddessofAnubis. She's Greedler and I'm Alex getting raped )X

*prepares for all of the followers leaving*

The Silent Hill characters personalities summarised as a Western Style ball dress.

The names of the dresses reflect the characters above them.

If you want to ask about the reasoning behind each dress then message me. Much like Silent Hill, EVERYTHING IS SYMBOLIC!

For Prom!

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By right, Scarlet should have had a date. Of course, being the awkward, shy girl she was, she never had the courage to ask anyone. The boys she knew were all... boys: Joey Barlett was just mean and Josh Shepherd was still teasing her about her dolls.

Scarlet only wanted to have fun on her first ever prom; yet the young girl couldn't help but feel a little lonely. She didn't want to bother anyone but still... Maybe she should have taken Female Walter's advice and threatened someone with a chainsaw...

"dOn'T fEEl LoNEsoME ScARLeT. EnJOy YoURSeLF anD haVE a GoOD tImE. I'Ll Be WitH yoU alWAyS." The young girl looked up at the towering porcealine doll. The demonic creature gave a terrifying grin. It reached over, patting Scarlet on the back with it's oversized, sharp hands, careful not to rip the red cardigan or purple dress.

She was right. She wasn't going alone. She was going with her best friend.

Taking a deep breath, the little girl walked into the location her role model (female Walter) had told her about. Sure she was here early- but she wasn't going to be nervous. She was just going to take advantage of it and enjoy the night as best as she could.

Anon... are you the same from earlier? You're lucky I like that pairing... this is a Silent Hill ask blog and I try to relate things to Scarlet... but you guys don't mind if I spam stuff as long as it's Silent Hill right?

So... Alex's mum being practically molested by Elle's mum? Sure. We all know that judge is batshit insane anyway.

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Perfection

Crack pairing yuri warning: Judge Margaret Holloway/ Lillian Shepherd.

Summary: She was hers and hers alone. No one would have her beautiful treasure... Not even her toy's husband. Judge Margaret Holloway/ Lillian Shepherd. 

"I'm back." Came the strong voice. As usual, the gentle shut of the door and her words echoed around the mostly empty, two-storey building. It was completely quiet in the building; everything seemed untouched. The whole area reeked of familiar decay and neglect. Giving a light sigh, the blonde woman confidently walked into the room on her right and saw the ever-familiar figure fixed in her wooden chair. "I'm back like I promised..." She always promised her to visit. Everyday and she had kept it so far. "How are you feeling?"

The brunette didn't answer. That was okay; she didn't expect a response. The woman was silent as the blonde placed her bag down and stood behind her. As if her companion was fragile glass, the older female slowly brushed her fingers across the pale skin- shivering slightly as she stroked it. The woman was still so ill... so weak...

So perfect. So controlled.

"I can tell you haven't eaten yet. Lillian... you know have to take care of yourself." Lillian Shepherd didn't respond. She continued staring out the window to the foggy town. "I brought you a few things... eat them... alright?" The catatonic woman nodded her head slightly, indicating that she understood. "How are you?"

"Adam... has he come back? With Josh? Everyone's gone. Margaret... everyone's still gone." Margaret Holloway took Lillian's stray hands in comfort.

"Not yet my dear... not yet. He'll be home soon." The judge of Shepherd's Glen lied and sighed as she began playing with her friend's hair and her oily locks slid across Margaret's coarse hands like butter. Adam Shepherd: that weak man who had caused this tragedy. Not only had he failed their town but he had run away and left his poor wife behind. If she... when she got the chance... she would kill him personally for his actions. He would be punished.

Suddenly, there was a soft, arousing cry from underneath her. Margaret looked down to see her grip had painfully tightened over her friend's frail arm. She quickly let go. The arm dropped and Lillian put it back in place in her lap- the exact same position that Margaret had seen her earlier.

"I'm sorry." She said flatly. Although the brunette had reacted, Mrs. Shepherd gave no words to the blonde. It was if that she didn't even notice the pain and had only whimpered on instinct. The both knew that Lillian certainly didn't care.

She was barely alive and not even living. She was nothing more then a hollow doll with a face permanently scarred with indifference. She didn't care what was done to her.

She was perfect.

Slowly, Margaret began to massage her shoulders. Slowly and obsessively in small circles, noting the tiny bones in her back. Margaret loved feeling every fibre of Lillian's being. She was the perfect pet. A prized toy. Her silence and submission only made Margaret more fervent to protect her- even more then her own daughters. She felt Lillian slowly relax and allowed herself to bring her lips to the woman's ear. She didn't whisper anything, rather she allowed her breath to fill up the area. There was nothing but contented silence between the two.

"I miss Josh, Margaret... I do..." She finally spoke after a long time. She always spoke about Josh. It was normal. It was easy to bring the focus back on her. The blonde was about to slip in her usual, loving words of comfort but, for once, the brunette whispered another name out. "Alex... oh Alex... where have you gone? I'm so sorry..." She sounded like she wanted to cry, but had forgotten how to.

Margaret flared up: How dare she think of another man? She was hers. Only hers. No ring on her finger could convince her otherwise. Lillian Shepherd was hers.

With a swift move, she forced Lillian to turn look up at her, locking blue orbs with murky brown. The broken woman's sunken eyes were as cold as her hands. Carefully... obsessively, Margaret placed her arms the woman. It took her a while to recall that Alex was her property's eldest son. Even when she did remember, she held on to the broken woman, enfolding her with her warm exterior.

Lillian was dead inside.

And she was perfect to bend to her every desire.

"You'll be okay Lillian." Whether she said that out of concern or possessiveness, she didn't know. Regardless, Lillian flung her body onto the woman. She curled up and clinged onto Margaret's purple jumper as the blonde carefully stroked the woman's back.

"Find him... find him please for me... Margaret." When she whimpered her name, the older woman got so excited. She could feel her desires grow stronger as they always did. Lillian was falling under control; needing her physically and mentally to keep her standing at that moment. Smiling, Margaret tilted the woman's head back up and brought her to a light kiss. She pushed the brunette back into her chair and kissed her knuckles, snaking her way up her arm to kiss her on the lips again. She tasted so good.

So perfect.

Suddenly, there were loud footsteps. Margaret ripped her head away from her beloved in time to hear the door open. There was only one person that could be. She looked up Lillian and was relieved (and slightly disappointed) that her desperate look at faded away back to her indifferent one.

"What are you doing here Holloway?" The blonde slowly stood up and stared coldly at the bald man. She was eerily silent. Although Judge Holloway was now mad that her 'affection-showing' was interrupted, she was good at keeping appearances. Her voice was strong enough to sound guiltless (although she didn't feel guilt at all. Lillian was hers and she was just taking what belonged to her.)

"That's Judge Holloway, sheriff." Came the cold voice, completely the opposite of the tone she had before. "... And I'm delivering food. By the way, you're taking such good care of your family." She said, without missing a beat.

Adam's eyes widened. The judge's sarcasm stung and she didn't so much as feel a hint of guilt. She actually took a bit of pleasure out of seeing Lillian's good-for-nothing husband squirm.

What was he doing back? Didn't he desert her? Leave her to Margaret? What was he doing here? Why did he have to interrupt her? They were almost caught! What did she have to do to make Lillian her's? Kill him right there? No... Lillian would hate her. She had to be subtle. She had to think quickly and strike without remorse.

"Adam? Is that you? Is Josh there? Is he with you?" Adam quickly regained composure.

"No... but he might be around somewhere still." They were both lying to her. Anything not to break their precious jewel. Lillian nodded sadly and continued to stare out the window; waiting to see if her sons would suddenly run down the street and into their front garden.

"Where were you looking?" Adam didn't respond but guiltily looked away. "I asked you where?"

"I think you should leave Judge Holloway. Don't you have work to do?" The blonde kept a childish glare in and gave a simple nod. Did he think he could win just by kicking her out? She'll be back... and she could be back to stay. She picked up her satchel and turned to the silent brunette; unaware of the tension between the others in the room.

"It's dangerous Lillian..." Margaret muttered as she reached into her bag. She pulled out an old revolver and placed it on the other's lap. "It might break... but you should definitely keep it." She lifted up the small hands and placed the weapon under them. From the corner of her eye, she could see Adam glaring at her. Lillian gave a small nod before continuing to watch out her window. Judge Holloway stood up and walked herself to the entrance hall, Adam following behind her.

"... are you really sorry for what you've done Adam?" It caught him in shock. Judge Holloway could see the once-intimidating army man struggle to look at her. "Are you?"

"Yes..." He looked like he wanted to say more, but the bold woman cut him off.

"Perhaps if you really are sorry... you could go to the Order Church in Silent Hill." She could have kissed herself for making such a brilliant idea on the spot. "Maybe... if you ask for both forgiveness and punishment... because you are of the Shepherd family line..."

"I could be a sacrifice? Or I could make a deal with the cult and..."

If she wasn't so controlled, Judge Holloway would have burst out laughing at his seemingly nonsensical rambles. Such a fitting punishment for him! Let him get lost instead of the people around him! It was the perfect arrangement.

If he was successful, order would be obtained and peace would come back to their town.

If not... well then...

Lillian would need someone to take care of her for a little while longer.

And that's why Adam went off to Silent Hill and Judge Holloway keeps asking Alex to check on his mother! Not for distraction but to keep Lillian safe... until she gets pissed off and kills her... whoops! That's another drabble for another day! Tah tah all! Please...

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Enjoy the SH Disney Villains!!!!

[based on the original concept art of Scarlet: http://silenthill.wikia.com/wiki/Scarlet_%28boss%29 ]

Boss!Scarlet: wHy hElLo tHeRe~!

((OOC: Oh my God... 120 followers... 100 posts... 120 followers... THANK YOU SO MUCH! From Boss Scarlet to Little Scarlet to me, THANK YOU SO MUCH! Thank you so much for following me despite me filling you guys with OOC depictions and headcanons of Boss!Scarlet, my inability to update and the occasional random/sexy/weird video/photo edits involving Silent Hill characters. Every single one of you are beautiful people and... oh gosh just thank you!

I've got two weeks break before my main exams but I'll try and sneak in a few more pics before then. Thank you so much guys! I love you all!

-ScarletMod))

SH fanart I NEED to do.

Before I forget ><.

Sad Heather at Harry's grave.

More Murphy/Heather ;3

Murphy teaching Alex, Travis and Heather (since they have deprived childhoods) how to fly a kite.

Scarlet Fitch comic where she's murdered by Alex

Scarlet (the little girl) as a cannibal eating Alex’s throat

Bogeyman!Alex / Alex , Bogeyman!Murphy /Murphy

Murphy with birds

Scarlet with Female!Walter and Elle Holloway since they are my two closest buddies here so far. :) FINISHED:

Henry/Alex elevator sex to prove to Miki its kinky ;)  [link]

Joey/Nora and Josh/Scarlet [link]

Silent Whore: James in a skirt (for reasons) and Murphy suggestively eating cupcakes [link]

Victim 21/ Henry  [link]

We tried to base it on personalities (and the fact Heather is the only one with boobs) Alex is Iron Man because, though his temper if of Steve's, he's the only one who shows 'magnificent bastard' qualities. Also Henry and Cap. America are totally awkward derps at times ^^.

Mary would be Loki.

Hey! Dolls aren't stupid. *sees rapid movement of arms* Eep! *hides back indoors*