Made my own OC Character charts! I was up SUUUUPER late last night cause my brain just told me to figure out one of my ocs whole backstory. Turned out good tho, I will give my incredibly sleep deprived brain that

Here's the story of,

Xavier Alexander

TW for Mentions of Abuse, Scars, Eating Disorders, Extreme Violence

Born on Wednesday, March 7, 1973

Zodiac Sign: Pisces ♓️

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender: Cisgender Male

Pronouns: he/him

Nicknames: Curse-Breaker (Used by Andre, Skye and Rakepick), Pip (Used by Jacob), Hero (used by Penny), My Prince (Talbott)

Likes: Reading, Tea, Learning, Crystals, his friends, his boyfriend, Adventure, Playing and/or listening to Music, Storms, Quidditch, Alone Time

Dislikes: Mess, his Scars, Arguing, Gossip, Flashing lights, Queerbaiting, Overhearing something you can’t unhear

Phobias: Achluophobia: Fear of darkness, Aichmophobia: Fear of needles or pointed objects, Angrophobia: Fear of anger, Ataxophobia: Fear of disorder or untidiness, Ecophobia: Fear of the home, Encavmaphobia: Fear of getting burned, Nyctophobia: Fear of the dark, Fear of adults (can't find a specific name for this one)

Home Life

Xavier's home life is very poor. For all his life his mother, Hanna, has been crazy and abusive. Before his disappearance in 1979, Xavier's father Harris took the brunt of his wife's abuse for the sake of his children. After he vanished Hanna began taking her anger out on her two children. When Jacob was at school Xavier unfortunately was left by himself to deal with his mothers rage. After Jacob's disappearance in 1981 his mother became more cruel and violent. Hanna suffers from mild cognitive impairment or MCI and psychopathy. Due to her psychotic nature and her MCI she tends to either overfeed or starve her son, either on accident or on purpose. Xavier has an extremely unhealthy relationship with food due to his mothers abuse. Early after he was left alone with her the abuse tended to be more verbal than physical. In later years she became increasingly violent with Xavier leaving him with many scars. Most are small and have faded but 2 stand out. One on his right hand, a straight long scar on the top and palm of his hand, caused by a knife being jammed through. The injury left permanent damage to his ligaments and tendons, leaving him with limited mobility. He always wears a fingerless glove on that hand. The other is a large burn on his right shoulder blade caused by an electric steam clothing iron. These incidents left him with phobias of sharp and hot objects. One day his life completely changed. After his forth year, during his summer vacation his mother became extremely enraged and brutally beats Xavier. He is left with multiple broken bones, including 3 ribs and his left ankle, a broken nose, black eye, and lacerations and brusing all over his body. Despite the immense pain he was in he managed to hobble away from home. He walked, or more hobbled, 2 miles to a bridge nearby that got little traffic. His plan was to end his life. He was tired of the abuse. Tired of being scared. Tired of living a life where he only felt safe at school. Next to the ledge the boy broke down and sobbed on the ground. The pause gave him just enough time though. Luckily for Xavier, three of his friends were hanging out that day. Those friends were Penny Haywood, Tulip Karasu and Liz Tuttle. They spotted him on the bridge and quickly rushed over. Penny knelt down in front of him and managed to calm him down enough to get him to look at her. At that moment she noticed his black eye and quickly pressed him for details. It took some time and convincing but he eventually told them what had happened, he never did tell them why he came to the bridge. They got a hold of Penny's mom who had dropped off the girls earlier to come get them as fast as possible to get Xavier to the hospital. There they called the Ministry of Magic and they sent people from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE). After they spoke with him they opened an investigation on his mother. She quickly fled and the DMLE has yet to find her. Xavier, with no living relatives he's aware of, stays with Penny and her family as they come up with a permanent household to place him in. He has currently started his Fifth year at Hogwarts. The only people who know of what happened are the friends who found him and Albus Dumbledore. He lives in constant fear of his mother showing up at school. Dumbledore has people all over Hogwarts looking out for Hanna in case she ever shows up. He is doing his best to focus on finding his brother and learning about the Cursed Vaults. He keeps his mind occupied with school and his friends which helps. He struggles with night terrors while he's alone so he tends to stay with his boyfriend, Talbott. CPS checks in with him regularly.

School Life

Xavier's school life is much better than his home. He adore attending Hogwarts and throws himself into his studies. Other than learning spells and what not, he spends his days searching for his brother Jacob. He heard whispers from other students that Jacob has been seen. The secret to finding him is to break curses that took over the school due to his brother meddling with the Cursed Vaults. Every year he has been tasked with finding these Vaults and breaking the curse. As strenuous as the task is, he is happy to do it. Not only for his own sense of adventure, but to make sure Jacob is alright. He also spends his time mingling with his many friends. His closest friends being Rowan, Penny and Talbott. He's often seen in the Great Hall surrounded by his friends, eating sandwiches and sharing stories or testing each others knowledge. You may also find him in the courtyard either playing a heated game of Gobstones or sharing a quiet romantic picnic with Talbott. He's also known to frequent the Three Broomsticks, throwing back a few rounds of Butterbeer! As for his studies, loves spending his free time learning. He tends to always be in the Potions Room, mixing Potions he's learned or experimenting with what Snape allows. Speaking of Snape! Xavier is a huge fan of the grouch, despite his bad reputation. Well at first he wasn't. He was terrified of the man at first, so were most students. But after showing such an interest in mixing Potions and than excelling in the subject, Snape grew quite fond of him, slowly. Very slowly. He started treating Xavier a bit better than his other students. Praising him more often than not. Xavier often stays long after class and the two spend time mixing and experimenting with potions together. Snape has become somewhat of a mentor to Xavier. And, though he'd never admit it, a father figure. Along side his studies, Xavier is also a talented Quidditch player. He's new to the team but has already shown incredible skill on the field. He currently is playing as a chaser but is willing to learn every position.

Attended Hogwarts on Saturday September 1, 1984

Set to Graduate on Wednesday, June 12, 1991

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Head of House: Filius Flitwick

Favorite Subject: Potions

Favorite Teacher: Serverus Snape

Least Favorite Subject: Transfiguration

Least Favorite Teacher: Cuthbert Binns

Family

Mother: Hanna Alexander

Born Sunday, November 16, 1941

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio ♏️

Relationship: Abusive

Hanna's School Life

Attended Hogwarts on Monday, September 1, 1952

Graduated Hogwarts on Friday, June 12, 1959

Father: Peregrine Alexander

Born on , Wednesday December 6, 1939

Dissappeared on Monday, April 2, 1979

Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius ♐️

Relationship: Positive but strained

Peregrine's School Life

Attended Hogwarts on Friday, September 1, 1950

Graduated Hogwarts on Wednesday, June 12, 1957

Brother: Jacob Alexander

Born on Thursday, April, 11 1963

Zodiac Sign: Aries ♈️

Relationship: Positive

Jacob's School Life

Attended Hogwarts on Sunday, September 1, 1974

Expelled and Dissappeared on Friday, March 6, 1981

Boyfriend: Talbott Winger

Born on Friday, September 1, 1972

Zodiac Sign: Virgo ♍️

Relationship: Very Positive

Talbott's School Life

Attended Hogwarts on Saturday September 1, 1984

Set to Graduate on Wednesday, June 12, 1991

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Head of House: Filius Flitwick

             Phobia starters

Send a phobia for a starter! Send with “+reverse” to have my muse become the frightened one.

Achluophobia - Our muses bump into each other during a blackout, and your muse is uneasy at deprivation of the sense of sight!

Acrophobia - Your muse clings to my muse in absolute terror while in a very high place.

Astraphobia - Your muse yelps and is curled in on themselves during a thunderstorm, and my muse witnesses this unfold.

Autophobia - Your muse is about to be left alone, but they cling to my muse and beg them to stay just a little longer.

Agoraphobia - Something dire has happened and our muses need to leave. Your muse doesn’t want to leave their safe space. My muse tries to coax them out (may succeed or fail)

Aquaphobia - Your muse is pulled into water and starts to panic. My muse witnesses this and hurries to help your muse (or not).

Claustrophobia - Your muse suddenly starts to panic as they feel the walls closing in around them. My muse just happened to be next to them as the panic attack starts.

Cynophobia - Your muse is being chased by a dog, and they duck behind my muse for help (who may help or not).

Glossophobia - Your muse is suddenly put in the spotlight of attention, and is looking to my muse for help!

Hemophobia - Your muse sees blood on the floor and feels woozy. My muse sees your muses’ reaction to blood.

Insectophobia  - It’s the season where certain types of bugs are in abundance, and one of these bugs made it in front of your muse. Frighten, your muse reacts terribly, gaining the attention of my muse.

Fractured Trust

DECEMBER DRABBLES DAY 6 Sanders Sides: Roman, Patton  Blurb: Trust is a tender thing, easily made...and just as easily broken. Inspiration: Written for a 2 sentence prompt from @remythehero : (UNSYMPATHETIC PATTON) "Why don't you trust me Roman?" Patton asked tightening his grip on Roman's shirt. "P-Patton I-" Roman stuttered out fearfully. Overall Fic Warnings: Villain!Patton, Achluophobia/Fear of Darkness, Captivity, Hinted Experimentation, Manipulation, Kissing Taglist in Reblog

Roman pulled up short, laughter dying in his throat at the dark hole confronting him, the shadows within the opening seeming to grow ever more malevolent as he stared inside. “We--we’re going…” he gulped, taking a step back, glancing back to the noise and celebration of the festival happening behind them. “In there?” He asked in a small voice, all bravado gone.

Sure, Pattey had said he wanted to go somewhere more private to show him something special. But Roman hadn’t thought he meant this!  

Patton turned, raising an eyebrow, tilting his head in such a way that sent Roman’s heart fluttering. “Why? Don’t you trust me, Ro?” He asked, taking a step forward, winding his fingers into the fabric of Roman’s shirt as their noses touched, Pat’s lips a hair's breadth away from his.

If he’d asked that even two minutes earlier, Roman would have said ‘Yes’ without hesitation. After all, this was Patton asking him to trust him. The softest most adorable puffball that he’d ever met. Who could light up his entire world with his hundred watt smile.

A smile that looked a tad more feral and frightening in the half light shining on his face. 

“P-Patton. I--” Roman stuttered out, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest as Pat giggled, winking at him as he pulled them through the doorway into the pitch black space. He couldn’t even tell if they had walked into a room or if it was some sort of hallway, but wherever they were there were no windows here to let in the light from the fading sun. “Y--you know I don--I don’t like the dark.” 

He’d confessed that particular fear to him only a week ago while they had been watching a different sunset from the library roof after finishing their final exams.

 “It’s gonna be okay, Ro.” Patton whispered, tightening his grip on Roman’s shirt as he tugged him reluctantly deeper inside away from the nice, safe, warm light outside. “I promise. You’ll find yourself still the amazing, wonderful, brave and perfectly good hero everyone thinks you are after this.”

A hero? Roman gave a shaky laugh, one hand grabbing onto Patton’s wrist, taking some comfort in the warmth his little ball of sunshine exuded. “I’m har-hardly all th-that, Patteycake.” Not when it felt like the darkness was pressing in on every side. Not when he couldn’t see anything! He was relying on him to be his guide in this. To keep him from tripping or banging his head. 

Pat stopped and Roman flinched as a warm hand rested unexpectedly against his cheek, the faint scent of chocolate hitting his nose as a puff of breath ghosted over his lips, telling him Patton had once again drawn close. 

“But you will be, Roman. My Prince. My Hero.” He whispered, turning him in the darkness. “You may not believe so, but that’s how everyone thinks of you. I know. I asked around. You’re a Hero.” 

Everyone?  Roman shook his head. “I’m n-n-not.” What good was a hero that was afraid of the dark? 

“You are.” Patton pressed into him, urging Roman to take a step back and then another until he hit a cool hard surface. “Do you trust me? To show you how? To help make you into the hero everyone can look up to and know that you are unequivocally good and will never falter and that they can believe in you and your intentions without fear?” 

He hadn’t realized that anyone looked up to him like that. He just--tried to do what was right. Help those in need when he could. It didn’t make him special. Didn’t make him a hero. 

“Do you trust me?” Patton repeated, voice softer. 

Roman swallowed, eyes darting around the dark space trying to see something, anything. 

It was a lot of pressure to be someone’s hero. Because then he’d have to worry about letting someone down. Someone like Patton. He couldn’t--couldn’t let his ball of sunshine down. Not here. Not in th--the dark. Not when he believed in Roman.

“Patton.” He breathed, fighting his fear. “I--I would--wouldn’t be i-i-in here. If--If I didn’t…” He shivered, pressing his forehead against Pat’s, taking comfort in his presence as Pattey ran gentle fingers down his cheek. “If I didn’t trust you.” 

Patton laughed, relief strong in the voice as he pressed a firm kiss against Roman’s lips. 

Roman relaxed, hand reaching up to cradle Patton’s cheek as his eyes closed. He would be okay. Here in--in the dark. He knew he’d be safe with Pat by his side. 

Patton took both his wrists, pulling them down so that his hands were pressed flat against the metal surface as he broke the kiss. “Then, my darling hero.” He breathed. 

“Yes?” Roman whispered, a small smile playing on his lips. He could get used to Pat calling him a hero--

Snick. Snick. Snick. 

Roman stiffened, a soft cry of surprise leaving him as icy cold bands abruptly snapped around his wrists, ankles, neck, and stomach, trapping him in place as the metal surface fell backwards.

“Patton!?” He called out, fighting against his restraints. A trap? It had to be! But why?! He flinched, blinking the spots from his eyes as a sickly orange light flickered into life around them like the dying embers of a fire, revealing a room that could have come straight out of a cartoon villain’s lair.

Patton smirked, his eyes hidden behind the reflective glare on his glasses as he shoved a gag in Roman’s mouth before he could scream. “Let’s begin.”