( i genuinely had no cover ideas so enjoy the same suitcase pic ive been dragging for way too long ) "We're all as happy as can be!" Under the newfound power of the OSC, our lives were worse than before. We have no form of freedom here. Things here feel worse than death.

TW// This fic includes topics of Gender Dysphoria and Depression. Reader discretion is advised Paintbrush is a 16 year old dropout music artist with a dream to become mainstream. Even though they may have the skills, do they have the willpower to get through their journey alone?

Reoccurring nightmares. A murderous plan that just won't go away. You think owning a garden is hard? Honey please, this is only the beginning. - A few years after moving to Yoyle City, Pin is faced with the same horrifying nightmare.. A garden. Her dead friends. And hands. She couldn't bring it up without trembling in fear. She couldn't think about it without tears filling up in her eyes. So what could she do? Recreate the dream in reality? ... AU is mine. This WILL HAVE GORE SO. Gore warning to anyone who doesn't enjoy murder or gore. Other than that, enjoy..