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#literally at this point i have anxiety attacks whenever i have to check mail from the danish state#and then i avoid/do the adhd protective forgetfulness for a month or two#also because in order to access my emails from the danish state i cant do it directly FROM my emails I have to log into the special emails#which requires 2 degrees of proof of id -- so you can IMAGINE how easy it is for my adhd to go Nope Not Today Too Much Hassle#and so when i get to it it turns out I havent paid a bill i knew nothing about and they've made it more expensive because im paying too late#literally paying adhd tax to the danish state since 2021#and i still cant access my bank account because the bank only accepts my existence under very narrow criteria i havent been able to fulfil#as soon as i get control of that account + my german passport sorted im done with denmark#*as a state not as a country -- nothing against dk as a country -- state's refusing to believe im a person on like... 3 levels now#gender? citizenship? bank account holder? foreigner? address-haver? it just doesnt know#(5 levels*)#somethingsomething automated processes and algorithms cannot allow for complexities of existence and will shunt people out of Existence#and look -- im white and middle-class and grew up in dk i can only imagine how much worse it is for other people#my continued adventures with the danish state except they're boring and exacerbate my mental health issues#the danish state: give us money -- the danish state: but not from your own bank account -- the danish state: uh actually more money woops#the danish state: you refused to pay us more money so now it's EVEN MORE money -- the danish state: still cant access your bank account tho
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gender-homework · 3 months
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After realizing that my doctor was either intentionally delaying my transition or incompetent with helping trans folks. I’ve been feeling down - really discouraged about how much time I wasted waiting month after month for the approval to start T - and yes part of it was my own procrastination with calling the health insurance advocate to figure out surgeons who are covered under my plan
And I do feel bad that I’ve waited so long & waitlists are like 2+ years for top surgery
But also last night I saw myself as a man again. I was passing by the mirror & I saw a guy. And it was so euphoric. And I could easily imagine myself a year or two on T & it made me so emotional
But then I said something out loud to my wife or my dog & immediately it was gone. I know hearing my voice breaks that image in my own head. It’s always been a such a big source of dysphoria since before I understood why I hated my voice so much.
I just remembered the other day how often I would say- I hate my body. I hate it. I hate having a period I hate my boobs. I hate my girlish voice, I hate how small my hands are. Every single month I would cry and tell my wife how much I hated my body.
I also recently remembered when I was around 12-14 every summer- all summer long I wore a super tight Speedo one piece swimsuit under my clothes every single day because I liked how much it flattened my chest. I remember looking in the mirror & admiring how flat it was. (We lived on a lake) so I told my parents it was so I could swim at any moment.
Having this trauma filled, adhd no object permanence memory makes it hard. I forget all the time how these trans experiences and feelings have been with me my whole life. In a way it protects me. From feeling the intensity of my dysphoria but at the same time it makes me feel this - I don’t want to call it imposter syndrome - but it makes me think I can just live without transitioning. It’s too much paperwork and I can just continue on as I have been
But then when I’m washing dishes or in the shower or taking my dog for a walk I remember these moments & it hits me just how important it all is. And then I get frustrated at myself for continuing to procrastinate/ avoid getting it done.
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clearsky · 3 years
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My Top Comfort Characters/Kins and My Main HCs For Them
(Note, not all my kins/comfort characters are on here, just the ones I have more than 5 hcs for)
CW: Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3), Himiko Yumeno (DRV3), Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA), Kyoko Kirigiri (THH), Tsuyu Asui (BNHA), Entrapta (Spop), Ibuki Mioda (SDR2), Celestia Ludenberg (THH), Funtime Foxy (FNAF), Peril (WOF)
Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3)
Nonbinary
He/They pronouns
Autistic
Chains and loose accessories are for stimming
Likes the feeling of silk and cotton
Can't stand the feeling of anything rough or bumpy
He likes collecting small trinkets and the bones of small mammals
Can't stand anything salty. He'll eat it but he certainly won't enjoy it
Dating Rantaro
Can flirt, but only if he doesn't try
Petnames are a hell yea
Gets sunburnt really easily
Group dates with Celesnaegiri and Ikuzono
Can't cook for s h i t
Had a scene kid phase in middle school
Went to the same middle school as Celeste and Maki
Knew them when Celeste went through her "I'm not like other girls" phase and Maki was a Band Kid™
Himiko Yumeno (DRV3)
Female
She/Her pronouns
Lesbian
Can force herself to fall asleep within seconds regardless of where she is
100% forces herself to fall asleep when she doesn't wanna listen/talk to someone
Himiko/Angie/Tenko relationship. I'm calling them the Traffic Light Trio
She likes taking naps in the forest
She prefers enclosed/tight spaces more than open ones
Has several hundred stress balls and squishies laying around
She overheats easy
Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA)
Questioning his gender, but goes by any pronouns
Knows he's Asexual, at least
Has no clue what his romantic orientation is though
The kind of person to carry treats in his pocket just in case he runs into a cat
Will stop to pet literally every cat he comes across
Great at reading people
Doesn't talk unless it's 100% needed
Hangs with Tokoyami, Jirou, and Denki most often
Aizawa has 100% unofficially adopted him
Fosters kittens
Not a big fan of physical touch
He is 100% in the bakusquad. Anyone who says he's in the Dekusquad is a c o w a r d
He and Tsuyu vibe
Knows a bunch of random facts
Dark humour? Dark humour
*skates backwards into his therapist's room slowly sipping from an absurdly huge cup of coffee* Candice you're not gonna BELIEVE the shit I just went through
In case I forgot to mention it, he skates
Kyoko Kirigiri (THH)
Mtf
She/Her
Bi with female preference
Burns go up to her shoulders/collarbone/chest
Prefers to just listen as opposed to saying anything
Knows a ton of random trivia about everyone else in her class
She keeps a notebook she fills with all the trivia
Doesn't celebrate her birthday. She just doesn't see the point of it
Doesn't hate sugar/sweets, but if given the choice she would choose literally everything else
Cuts her own hair
A cat person
Permanent dark circles
T-Tall 😳
Like,,, 6'1 at LEAST
Only person taller than her is Yasuhiro (6'3)
Canon no longer exist
Ahahaha healthy life habits? What are those?
Can't handle horror games
She's the kind of person you'd go to if you needed to rant but didn't want any advice
Polyamourous yo
Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto
She's a dom yall are just scared to admit it
Tsuyu Asui (BNHA)
They go by They/Them
Lesbian
They and Ochaco are dating
They like to hang with Shinsou
Which mainly just means the two sitting in one of their dorms in near total silence doing whatever
Can speak English and French as well as Japanese
Learned English from cartoons
Picked up French bc they thought it'd be fun
Prefers to stay neutral in the whole Bakusquad / Dekusquad thing
They're invited to all outings/events by/for both squads
They like puns
They're a dumbass but willingly, and for fun
Like "someone says they like dark humour and they'll turn off the lights before telling a joke" kind dumbass for fun
Great at poker
Likes Disney Movies
Very touchy once you get close enough
Not in a sexual way, just likes physical contact
Especially fond of piggyback rides and cuddles
Extreme fear of needles
Entrapta (She-Ra)
She/Her or It/Its
Doesn't bother trying to figure out whether she's cis, trans, nonbinary, or what
Was AMAB though
Short as fuck (4'7)
Strong as fuck though
Cuddle game strong
Physical touch is a fuck yes
Cuddles
Piggyback rides
Hugs
Anything where she's touching someone is wonderful in her book
As long as she's the one that initiates it
Anyone else touching her without her permission makes her freak
Prefers being high up
Makes it harder for anyone to sneak up on her
An ace at video games
When it comes to sexuality she just says she's Questioning
Ibuki Mioda (SDR2)
Any pronouns + Pup/Pupself + It/Its
No idea what their gender is otherwise
Biromantic Asexual
Just likes sexual jokes
Gets distracted easily
Has severe hearing problems
She's plays her instruments as loud as possible, with the amp right next to her, without ANY ear protection
It's caused some damage
She talks so loud bc she has no idea how loud is considered acceptable
Wears hearings aids most of the time
Several piercings and tattoos
Likes hearing things jingle
She has a bracelet with a few bells hanging from it
She'll shake it whenever she's bored
LOVES hair accessories
Ribbons are a particular favourite
Occasionally she'll hang little charms from her hair "horns"
The kind of person who never takes any pills/medicine bc she keeps forgetting she has to
Frequently uses emojis
Skates everywhere but she isn't very good at it
She keeps crashing into everything
Has broken every bone in her body at least 3 times
Most of which was bc she keeps trying to kick in doors and skating down the stairs
Celestia Ludenberg (THH)
Nonbinary
Any pronouns, mainly goes by She/They
Bi, 70:30
Collects mini hand sanitizers and can tabs
Has single handedly gotten Mario Kart, Mario Party, Monopoly, Uno, and Clue banned a grand total of 17 times (and counting)
The kind of person to purposefully target someone regardless of what game was being played
Favourite victim is Byakuya (bc he gets so upset about it and she finds that hilarious)
Mains Waluigi
Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto
Has several banned Twitter accounts bc whenever she's bored she'll start discourse on purpose
Hangs with Korekiyo, Ibuki, Byakuya, Yasuhiro, and Leon most often
It's a weird friend group but everyone's sorta gotten used to it
She and Byakuya gamble together occasionally
She tries to avoid it bc he'll willingly blow his entire fortune in an attempt to beat her
Autustic
Can't stand the feeling of water
Mainly bc she can't swim for shit
Horror movies? Hates them
Gets flustered super easily
Taka is her twin brother
Kotoko, Kokichi, and Gundham are their half siblings (Same father)
Peko and Toko are their cousins
She sucks ass at go fish
Fuck canon she's 4'11 now
C h u b b y
Freckles
Once she gets comfortable enough with herself she dyes her hair in the peekaboo style
Either black and red or black and blonde
Haven't decided yet
I'll be doing Celesnaegiri hcs as a seperate post but I just feel it's important for you to know that she expresses her affection verbally and is a very touchy person
Went to middle school with Maki and Korekiyo
Has horrible eyesight
She wears contacts most of the time but she always puts off buying more
After the 5th or so time she ended up blindly stumbling around a week after her contacts ran out Kyoko convinced her to buy glasses as well
Religious accessories yo
Like chokers and dangly earrings with crosses and pentagrams and shit
Likes wearing wacky earrings
Can run and do all sorts of tricks in heels
She and Mukuro are exes yo
Keeps her hair short so it's easier to manage
Hair never gets longer than her shoulders if she can help it
She seems like the kind of person who'd keep her bangs grown past her eyes regardless of how frustrating or inconvenient it is
She's a sub yall just don't wanna admit it
Funtime Foxy (FNAF)
I'm going on the record to say this
Funtime Foxy is genderfluid and that is that
Goes by Funtime
Any pronouns, They/Them most commonly
Plays music (keyboard and guitar mainly)
They and Funtime Freddy (Freds) mainly play with the kids
Freds mainly tells stories with Bonbon while Funtime more so plays one-on-one
Has nicknames for everyone
Circus Baby - Ringleader
Ballora - Bells
Funtime Freddy - Partner
Bon Bon - Bun
Peril (WOF)
I like both Nonbinary She/They Peril and Mtf She/Her Peril
They're both such good concepts
She's a lesbian, Harold
She only had a crush on Clay bc he was pretty much everything she was supposed to like in a guy
Gimme a moment while I force all my mental disorders onto this poor child
Autistic, Anxiety (Social anxiety, mainly, but she has most types), Adhd, PTSD
I'd like to reiterate yet again that She's a lesbian
Sunny and Glory were her gay awakening
Peril in Book 1: Damn, Sunny and Glory sure are pretty. Anyone would be lucky to date them. Clay would probably go for them over me. He would be stupid if he didn't. I myself would willingly date them over someone like me. They're just so pretty :(
Peril waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of arc 2: WAIT-
Rarepair alert but Peril/Sora
Peril meeting Sora: "Hmmm She's attractive. I would love to date her. Too bad I'm straight and in love with her brother lmao :P"
Peril, a mere month later, waiting for Ruby to leave Jade Mountain, pacing in her cave, running face first into a wall: WAIT-
I remember reading this one amazing story where Sora taught Peril to read/write and Peril found out she set off the bomb and comforted her/convinced her her run so that's canon now
Btw if anyone can remember what that story was called/what platform it was on and could tell me I'd appreciate it very much
I'd even be willing to draw a character of your's or make you an icon or something
I usually don't accept requests bc I get burnt out easy but this is a special case
She runs into Sora again sometime between the beginning of TOP and the end
I like to imagine she just goes wandering around
Anyway she confesses like a mere few minutes after running into her again bc Peril is just subtle like that
The actual confession takes 15 minutes and the entire time Sora is just sitting here like "👁👄👁 sure"
Bam Peril/Sora
Peril plans to keep it a secret for a little while longer but she spends 3 seconds around Clay and pretty much blurts it out
Clay, who wasn't even aware that Peril was a lesbian, is just "👁👄👁"
I wanna say Clay doesn't know what a lesbian is but in my canon Sunny is a lesbian so Starflight has already told him
Anyway he's super supportive
From that point Peril is sorta open about her sexuality?
Like, she gives Clay permission to tell the rest of the D.O.D bc she isn't about to risk being in front of them when they hear the news
(When Sunny starts actively seeking her out as a hang out buddy and Tsunami, Glory, and Starflight appear to tolerate her presence just a bit more afterwards she pretends she isn't confused by the change)
She's pink, white, and blue bc I said so
If you look at a certain angle in the right lighting her eyes, mouth, fire, and under her scales all look purple
But her fire is normally white and blue bc I said so
Also she pale as fuck bc in my canon their fire just sorta burns their colour away
You know how you leave something outside for too long and it gets sunbleached? Where it gets all washed out?
Like that but more extreme
By the age of 10-12 firescale dragons are just white with pale eyes
That's right not even the eyes are safe
Ram horns :P
I'm also fond of Peril/Sunny
Or maybe Peril/Sora/Sunny
But Peril/Sora is the main thing
On the topic of that bringing in my hc that if one sib in a sib group is fire resistant all of them are
She,,, She can change her scale colour
But only slightly and only if her emotions are strong enough
Bc I don't give a fuck about Darkstalker's scroll we were robbed of hybrid Peril
Unfortunately all of Peril's emotions are strong
Rainwing ruff along her head and neck
It's like a hood
It's mainly smoothed to her sides but when she's startled it flares out
RAINWING PUPILS
Y'all will know what those look like as soon as I get off my ass :P
She,,, She can mimic bird cries
Hates the summer
She has more than enough body heat already and the outside is just hot enough to add on and make her feel sick
She can somewhat control her heat but most of the time it's based on her emotions
It can go from standing-in-the-middle-of-a-burning-building-cant-see-your-nose-smoke-is-so-thick heat (Strong emotion) to Hey-thats-a-nice-cozy-campfire heat (Calm/"weak" emotion/Sleeping)
I'm just gonna make a different post with all my Peril hcs cuz there isnt enough room for all of them here
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queerlilacroses · 4 years
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Nothing to fear but fear itself (TW Blood, Murder, Biphobia)
Richie had always been afraid of werewolves,  ever since he was a little kid the thought of them sent shivers up his spine. He didn’t know if it was the sharp claws, the big teeth or the fact it could be anyone, watching waiting to turn him into his worst fear.                                                                                                                                                              It has also been theorised that werewolves are a metaphor for a specific sexuality, bisexuality, not many people believe that bisexuals exist, at least that’s what Richie hears when he attempts to come out.  
   “There’s no such thing dear, I mean you can be gay or straight I don’t mind I know you’ve always been an odd child but there’s no such thing as both”. He had lamented over that loss for a while, honestly he know lots of people wouldn’t understand but his own mother! That was his biggest disappointment.
So he ran out on her, hiding in the Clubhouse™ that his good friend Ben had built, waiting hours until his best friends Bill, and Bev came frantic down falling down the hole of the clubhouse, “why didn’t they use the stairs”, he wondered aloud forgetting that he had disappeared without letting anyone know and it had been all day since he had ran out on his mother.
“WHY DIDN’T I… I was looking for you you’ve been missing for 6 hours you dummy”
“I’ve been wounded Bev darling, I…wait SIX HOURS”
“Yea is s-something wrong”
Whilst his friends had accepted him all those years ago Richie was still paranoid about his bisexuality despite knowing he wasn’t gay or straight there was a nagging doubt in the back of his mind watching, waiting to creep up on hm like a horror movie jump scare that made him spill popcorn all over the floor like an idiot.
The problem with horror movies is they are real; Vampires, Zombies, Witches and of course Werewolves which are the worst of them all. The first time Richie had seen a werewolf had been in a stupid movie , a teen movie, “supposedly a romance” Bev had mentioned nonchalantly as they walked past it at the Aladdin and well it was, for the first 20 minutes or so then it turned out the lead had a secret…the movie plagued him for months after that day after day, night after night all he could see was the male lead chasing him waiting to turn him into a werewolf. He never knew what to do or where to go Richie was traumatized.
Eddie, had been a new confusing figure in his life, they had met at gig which Eddie had helped organized and hit it off but there was something about him Richie wasn’t so sure of. Was it the smell of wet dog despite Eddie claiming to be allergic? Was it the fact that he refused to wear the silver chain that Richie got him as a present? Was it his oddly hairy body? Or was it the fact that anytime  a full moon was around no matter what Eddie would make and excuse and disappear so nobody would see him for days. It confused and scared the hell outta him so he had to confront his ‘boyfriend’ he isn’t sure honestly they haven’t labelled what they are yet and Richie’s kinda nervous that’s because Eddie doesn’t wanna be with a bi man and whilst all these thoughts are in his head he’s overthinking again and he needs to talk to Eddie.
“Eds,”                                                                                              “Urgh what?”                                                                     “Are we like?”                                                                             “Like what Richie use your words”       “Are we boyfriends?”                                                           “no we’re Italian farmers who love growing tomatoes of course we’re boyfriends”                                                                                                               “Geez okay I’m just making sure”                                                                                                      
“Especially cause you’ve been acting so weird, I mean I hardly see you, anytime you stay it’s daytime and the two occasions that we’ve stayed together you’re like a magician here one minute and then disappeared the next like some cruel trick it’s not fair Ed’s, I wanted to move forward with this relationship but it’s so hard when I can’t, don’t, know? Do you understand what I mean?                                                                                                                                          
“Uh no? Why would that ever make sense babe” sighed Eddie although he understood Richie well and knew him inside and out he didn’t understand how his brain worked? His ADHD flickering from thing to thing topic to topic and although Eddie could sometimes be known to ramble he couldn’t keep up.
“Well I mean with you? Why are you avoiding me at night? What’s the big secret?” Richie teased.
“I’m a werewolf”
“WHAT”
“I’m one of those creatures you know the ones that come out on the full moon I turn into a wolf howl at the moon y’know all those stereotypes”
“WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME THAT! YOU KNOW ABOUT MY FEAR OF WEREWOLVES”
“I’M SORRY BUT YOU ASKED. THIS IS WHY I’VE BEEN AVOIDING YOU! I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO BE SCARED OF ME YOU ASSHOLE”
“I…what”
“Yea I remembered you saying that you were terrified of werewolves since you were 12 so I’ve been trying to avoid transforming and all the side effects around it whilst I’m around you so I guess that seems like I need to avoid you and I mean there’s the murder”
“MURDER”
“Well I mean it’s not exactly murder more people get in the way of me as a 7 foot tall wolf and unfortunately I think my instincts kick in? Although it could be deer,  but there’s been bodies found and I…”
“BODIES!!?! BODIES AS IN PLURAL !!?!”
“Richie can you stop yelling, it’s been a long night I’m tired and sore, honestly I just want to rest…”
“WAIT WHAT,  YOU WERE OUT LAST NIGHT? Like it was a full moon ? I’m sorry I have to go call Bev or something, I-I can’t.
“WHERE ARE YOU- it’s your never mind” Eddie sighed as his voiced tailed off his head in his hands. This hadn’t been the way he wanted Richie to find out, honestly they’ve only been together for a few weeks and as soon as they talked he found out about his fear of werewolves and was horrified, he knew it might potentially be a dealbreaker and although he didn’t want to lose Richie. He had known that at one point that he’d have to sit down and tell him the story of the doctor, decided that his mother, who was a maniac bringing him to the hospital every time he even touched the ground too hard convinced he’d broken or dislocated his ankle needed something to worry about properly and turned him into a werewolf whilst he was at one of his many stays when he was eleven. His mother had been far more protective when she had found out, it was as if she had been normal beforehand, complete and utter curfew (“back straight after school Eddie-bear don’t talk to anybody, you don’t want them to find out!”), bars on the windows and even restraints at night as she was too paranoid, which wasn’t fun, especially as every night he just kept breaking out of them which in turn scared his mother more and more.
Shakily Richie reached into his pocket for his phone that he’d grabbed in his     haste to leave the apartment building, as it rang the word murder went in his stomach over and over again. “Hello?” Oh good she answered he wouldn’t have known what to do with himself otherwise I mean…. “Helloooo??” Oh right yeah she’s still on this phone.
“I-I Eddie, and…”
“What’s wrong with Eddie, depth breaths calm down and try to try me what happened.
“He.. he.. he’s a monster, a werewolf a murderer I don’t know if I can do this” sobbing he knelt on the pavement holding the phone thinking about how he didn’t want to lose Eddie, the problem was that he loved the shorter man despite them only dating a couple of weeks and he knew about the dangers of dating a monster.
They had learned about it in school which only fuelled Richie’s fear further the teachers explaining about scientific experiments gone wrong and turning ordinary people into creatures that could climb into his slightly opened window in the dead of night and maim them or if they were dating whilst in transformations they would completely forget their partner, ending up harming them. Listening to this had made him scared to moved his bed and slept under his window to make sure nothing got in, freaking out anytime a bug crawled on him.
“A werewolf? Yea probably. A murderer? Probably not and an I mean a monster definitely not. Don’t you love him? Don’t you want the chance for him to prove you wrong, honestly you’ve been scared for far too long. All this time people have been putting ideas into your head about ‘this that and the next thing to do with monsters and no offence Richie but I’m sick of hearing about it, time to march back to your apartment and make your own decisions about Eddie.
“Yea, yea I guess you’re right, I should maybe go back? I.. okay Bev darling I’ll speak to you later”.
Sitting up he decided that it was time to get back, not realising it was getting darker and darker as a full moon approached.
Waiting for Richie made him terrified he was transforming in an hour and he had no idea what would happen. Would they break up?? If they did it would be so much worse, the adrenaline in this body taking over, making him more angry and upset and he knew his wolf side would harm anything that got in his way, which could include his caring but stupid and scared boyfriend. Hearing the door creak open his head perked up realising that Richie hadn’t let for that long and that probably meant bad news, knots grew in his stomach as he waited in anticipation for Richie to say something, anything whilst looking at the clock ticking on closer and closer to his time of transformation.
“I’m home babey! I wanna talk to you, my love” he said in a singsong voice. This wasn’t good, he honestly knew Richie’s speech patterns very well and he almost never called him babey unless there was a big problem or something was wrong.  
“Yea I’m in here what’s happening”
“I just wanted to say, I talked to Bev and she put things into perspective, I think I love you and I shouldn’t judge you based on what happened when you were younger and I should try to get over it, I wanna keep dating you so I think it’s a good idea to see you at least once.
“Wait wait you want to stay with me? HOLD UP YOU THINK YOU LOVE ME”
“Well yea, I guess? I know we’ve only been dating for a few weeks and technically I only found out a few days ago but I have really strong feelings for you and I think I love you”.
“ I … okay… really don’t know what to say I love yo…” but before Eddie could finish off his sentence something happened, it was supposed to be a strange scary thing but Richie didn’t feel scared all he felt was concerned H could see the pain manifesting on Eddie’s face as he twisted and turned and hair grew from his body turning him taller, more muscular and then into a wolf.
Werewolves, although potentially not less dangerous were smaller than the stories, and Eddie didn’t seem to want to attack him honestly? Richie was very confused and conflicted between everything he had ever heard and feared vs the man who was his boyfriend who had just turned into what looked like a slightly taller dog still vigilant just sitting there. Well until it started talking, but you never hear about things like that when people are attempting to scare you.
“Well aren’t you going to say something? You’ve been looking at me in a daze for the last five minutes like I get the idea of you being scared like yea but can you please snap out of your like -why are you- dude why are you laughing?” Forgetting he was a wolf he attempted to walk over to Richie and ended up falling over four paws”.
Doubled over in laughter Richie realising his boyfriend was an idiot as a wolf decided that there something they needed to talk about “Eddieeeeeee we need to talk soooo I also have a secret”.
“Okay, and it is?
“I’m boisexual, well actually I’m bisexual but we both know I couldn’t come out without a pun”
“And an awful one at that I mean, what does that even mean rich? But honestly I know you told me about the time you dated Bev before she started dating Ben so I just assumed, why is that like a problem?”
“Oh…I- forgot about I just -I assumed like most gay guys you wouldn’t be down to date a bisexual guy I mean most of my life I’ve been told I don’t exist and-“
“Wait who told you this, how many people told you this? You know they’re wrong right I mean you’re bisexual”,
“thanks I means it was mainly my mum and a couple of ex-boyfriends, some teachers and stuff you know”
“Do you want to get your own back?”.
Richie looked at the small wolf in surprise thinking about how he could play pranks and stuff or what they could do in order to get his own back but Eddie had something else in mind.
“Do you want to come with me to kill them”
 Maggie Tozier, was baking in the kitchen humming a light tune whilst taking a pie out of the oven, she hadn’t spoken to her son since he turned sixteen and came out as bisexual for the third time to her disbelief that it wasn’t a phase and after she decided not to accept him they both just stopped talking to each other and then a year later he up and left.
As Richie made his way to his childhood home with his boyfriend in tow he looked at his mom and realised there was no turning back, it was now or never, he could talk to his mom get clarification? If it all went wrong Eddie would be there to make sure he’s okay. Walking in announced he saw he face drop and her mouth open, unfortunately it didn’t seem to be in a nice way. “What are you doing here” her voice laced with disappointment at seeing her thirty-odd year old son standing in front her for the first time in years waiting for her approval or acceptance at last, but that would never come. “Do you still think you can live in cloud cuckoo land and date both boys and girls, I hate to tell you baby but people are going to take advantage of you, I don’t see a ring if you’d just stop all this nonsense I could-“
Before anyone knew what was happening Eddie had lunged at Maggie and grabbed at her arm to bite her, Richie frozen in shock and horror couldn’t do anything except gape at the site as he could see she was losing more and more blood out of her arm, thinking realising he didn’t have many options his adrenaline kicked in, he pondered back to all the times he’d been told he was invisible, bisexuality didn’t exist or he was a monster for trying to invade both communities and he snapped. Grabbing a butcher’s knife from the kitchen he could see his mother attempting to back away muffled screaming, and stabbed her stomach, hearing the organs squishing made his feel better so he did it again and again until he was cover in a pool of blood, surrounded by his mother whilst he was sobbing, Eddie in a corner waiting on him.
“I just murdered my mother”
“Well yea, I just thought you’d hurt her a little honestly but that was a full on murder, but I think she had it coming? Do you want to get cleaned up?”
“Mhmm, that’d be nice, but the problem is I liked it, I enjoyed stabbing her, is that weird?
“Weeelll that depends on who you ask, me, I’m fine with it I mean I enjoy maiming people as a wolf but to normal person I guess?? Hey do you wanna murder people when I’m in my wolf form”.
“You mean people who deserve it right? Not just random people on the street because I don’t know if I enjoy it that much”.
“Yep yea sure of course I won’t pressure you it’s only been your first murder  after all”.
That next night was the final full moon for the month and Richie was trying to think who he would want to murder next, one of his teachers who made him terrified of werewolves, one of the executives who said he’d never get a job in comedy (look at him now!) or one of his biphobic ex-boyfriends who made him feel so disgusting and pathetic that he decided not to date for six years and when he at last did date ‘forgot’ to disclose his sexuality every date he went on.
Tracing down his ex-boyfriend wasn’t as difficult as it seemed just follow the scent of disappointment and go to the nearest seedy gay bar. Julian, who was happily walking towards his car according to the police report, was ribbed in the heart with a duller kitchen knife as if to mimic a broken heart. One arm was ripped off and had teeth marks in it as if it was created by both man and dog.
Waking up next to Eddie, was one of the nice things about existing having had one of the weirdest dreams of his life, although as the blood dripped from the mattress that he couldn’t see he did know one thing though.
He wasn’t frightened of werewolves anymore.
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I’ve had a handful of blogs entirely dedicated to romanticizing eating disorders follow me recently and i gotta say i’m not a fan at all so scroll fast to avoid rant and backstory.
For context, i was born 3 months premature, prior to the development of fat cells. My metabolism is also crazy fast so i should honestly be eating way more than my forgetful ADHD brain lets me. I have two game breaking advantages towards being skinny right there... and they fucking SUCK. I have ZERO padding on my body. I bump into something wrong, especially my hips, that shit HURTS SO BAD. My body DUMPS out heat, and it fucks off into space rather than keeping me warm. I’m constantly cold in winter as a result. If i miss a meal there’s a very rapid and devastating drop in my cognitive ability because of how crucial every bit of food i can get is. I’m fairly sure i could be starved in 15 days rather than 30 like most people. Often i have to get up at night and eat an extra meal, as ive heard professional athletes often have to do for high exercise reasons rather than pure metabolism.
AND YET!! My tummy is still soft! It still has rolls when i sit! You can count my ribs, and my ass is pure muscle, but between my ribs and my hips i’m still squishy as hell. ITS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!! THE SQUISH IS PROTECTION FOR THE PLUMBING YOUR CONTINUED POSESSION OF A HEARTBEAT DEPENDS ON!! Why TF are you shooting for a goal weight that’s scarily close to what i weigh?? I’m a stripped down skeleton with minimum support, and extremely threatening flaws as a result! Trying to emulate that is indescribably unhealthy! Please I’m begging you, roll back your exercise to 20min - an hour a day and eat when you’re hungry! That’s all there is to it, if you are hungry that is your body BEGGING you to put fuel in the tank until it stops begging, because otherwise it will EAT YOU
(Terribly sorry to be clogging everyone’s dashes with this but i DO NOT fuck around with this particular flavor of self harm, holy fuck dude.)
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Writing Quiz
tagged by @ph0ebevix
1) what is your ideal setting for writing?
actually, a really good question.  i have to either be on the move or really in the groove to write well.  something that has also proven to be good is when i’m in class.  but i have a difficult time just sitting there and writing because i can’t seem to focus (i’m trying to get tested for adhd but it’s hard with corona - there are a lot of other factors included), and i have to have something in the background, but my conditions are just so insanely specific and constantly changing so it’s really a wild ride and is more guess-and-check than anything.  but moving around and staying in one place for only a few minutes makes me write best.
2) what is your favorite genre to write?
my favorite genre to write is either tooth rotting fluff or hurt/comfort.  i find smut easy to write and it tends to get more attention than my fluffy fics, so it’s really hard, but i’m a huge huge fan of hurt/comfort and i’m currently writing an angst and hurt/comfort series for haikyuu that will be on my haikyuu account @tkagayama
3) do you prefer writing on paper or digitally?
i do both.  most of the time, i start physically on paper and then i edit by writing digitally, but if i’m doing something like nanowrimo, i write almost solely digitally because i’m just typing into the website and it’s easier for me to do it that way, unless i’m in class and cannot use my phone/laptop.  hell, i’ve even been in gym class and because i always have a pen or marker on me, i’ve written on my arms and legs and even my torso when i got desperate and my teacher was like “what the fuck” and my friend was like “this is-- just a normal occurrence,, don’t question it” and immediately typed it when i got home bc gym was my last class of the day.
4) it’s the middle of the night and you wake up with an idea, what do you do?
depends.  what i try to do is go to my notes app and write as many of the details as i can down and some lines if they come to me, but if i have the entire thing or i literally can’t stop thinking about it, i will just start writing it.  but chances are i’m already up oop.
5) who is your favorite person to write about?
i don’t know.  it always changes.  i’m in a ton of different fandoms, ranging from one direction to harry potter to anime to k-pop, so it’s always sort of changing.  i’ll say for the past few months, it’s been a rotating cycle of stray kids members as well as the haikyuu characters and i have a huge series coming up, like i mentioned before.  that’s been the most fun for me because i can gauge their personalities really well and that shows through in my writing, but i have also been told that my characterization of shane madej and ryan bergara from buzzfeed/unsolved is really good as well.
6) do you like making your own characters or do you usually write about real people?
as someone who does want to be a published author in the future, i thoroughly enjoy writing my own characters as well as writing people that do exist and characters that already exist.  all of them except for three that i can think of off the top of my head are my babies and i will protect my own mind children with my life.  precious babies deserve to be protected, especially reno,, such a babie.  now, if only i could STICK TO MY OWN PLOTS AND NOT WRITE FANFICTION I’LL BE GOLDEN. 
7) have you ever written a book or story with more than 15 chapters/100k words?
yes.  my longest fic is currently 45k words (i think, i have to check the google doc again), but i’d rather it would die so i will not be providing links and it is 20 chapters.  i am working on another fic (shyan, can be found on my ao3  and is currently 30k words and is 15 chapters, but will be 21 chapters when i’m done with it).  as for novels, i have about 16 chapters, but planned about 25 or so for a novel i’m putting to the side for now and it resides at about 35k, i forget exactly. 
8) how often do you get ideas?
depends.  sometimes something will happen in my life to impact a story idea (like my current one i’m working on that will be uploaded here in a day or two that i mentioned in my last post that will have a sfw and an nsfw counterpart uwu), or i’ll see something and go “i need a story with this in it” or it’ll just happen.  i don’t have them all the time, but i do get more chaptered ideas than one shot ideas, though it doesn’t seem like it because i don’t post everything i write.
9) do you ever get an idea that you really like and just can’t seem to finish?
absolutely.  i have plenty of ideas that i’ve started and lost interest in or can’t continue.  if that’s the case, i take them down because i’m a firm believer in not letting people down with “last updated 3739 years ago,” but if it’s one that i’m just taking forever to write like my shyan fic (going on a year) or the one that i won’t link (took three years to write), i’ll let people know that every once in a while that it’s not forgotten about or abandoned, i’m just having massive writer’s block with the story or the chapter i’m working on, but will eventually come out. 
10) what is your least favorite plot?
my least favorite plot to read has to be mythical type stories.  they aren’t done right and are absolute hell to get through (i.e: mermaids, fairies, demons, angels, pirates [not like the actual somalian pirates but the pirates of the carribean-type pirates], etc) and it just sucks oops.  i also don’t like reading overly gory stories but that’s generally just not my cup of tea.  i also really hate reading little/non-sexual age play fics unless it’s done in a hella specific way, but i’ve found very few fics that actually cover it well so i just tend to avoid them like the plague.
my least favorite plot to write as i recently found out, is fighting!  i’m writing a mafia au and you will literally find, like, no fighting in it whatsoever because it’s a bitch to  write and i have no experience (i used to go to the library for fun -- what do you expect), and sports type of fics/stories.  it’s just too hard for me and i don’t understand how most games work and i don’t have the patience to sit there and learn the sport just to write it accurately, soooo... yeah.
11) tag writer friends
i have no writer friends that weren’t already tagged so uwu this is open to anyone that wants to.
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Character Sheets: The Good, The Bad, and the Messy
I am not fond of character sheets.
I actually actively avoided using them for about seven years because they were a hallmark of 13 year old me’s perfectionism, trying to craft the Ideal Character that was Most Definitely NOT A Mary Sue. They were messy, and inaccurate, and boxed in character traits in a way that stopped them from being organic. I just needed memory to keep track of everything I ever needed! (It helped I was prolific enough that I was churning out 50k every month or two. No, I did not have a life as a teenager)
Then I started slowing down, because adult life takes up a lot of time and mental space.
Cue an endless string of “what had I been working on, again?”
Part of it was I spent a few years (still ongoing) with a cowriter. Suddenly, nothing could stay in my head, because if it didn’t get verbalized, then it wasn’t ever going to make it into the story. So we started keeping plot notes. And character notes. Because when you have two adults with inattentive-heavy ADHD with lives that take up most of our waking hours, those things vanish and it’s annoying to go through hours and hours of chatlog to find what we’d originally said about it (thank god for enough memory to even do that).
So I’m going to tell you what I stick into a character sheet, in the hopes it will give you some insight into crafting living characters.
#1: Objective, Physical Things
Aka, those things that exist, with only one meaning, and are not going to change based on context.
This includes:
Physical description (eye colour, height, identifying marks, skin tone, hair colour/style)
Gender
Job title(s) and education
Hobbies
Magic powers and any notes
Orientation
Illnesses (physical and mental, chronic or not)
Disabilities (physical and mental)
Relationship status
Any other important facts, like languages spoken and proficiency in
Notable possessions and status symbols (like if they wear a ring that was given to them by their now-dead grandmother, or a journal that they write everything in)
This should be where the bulk of your character’s info is. This is what you’re going to be referencing all the time. The solid, hard facts about the character. The things you really don’t want to forget about, so you avoid the mistake of a character’s eye colour changing.
Important note: some of these things are flexible if you’re writing a coming of age or self-discovery story (ie- orientation, gender, some disabilities— especially ones with high teenager-and-adult diagnosis rates like autism and ADHD).
If that’s the case, write down the end result and note that it’s the end result. You can then plot out the discovery milestones that lead them to that result, without losing sight of where you’re going to end up.
#2 Subjective, Personality Things
This is where it gets fun.
My biggest gripe with this section of character sheets is they’re too neat. The example I often use is honesty— a “virtuous” trait that is listed in every positive checkbox.
Except honesty is only useful in a handful of situations— among close friends, namely. How many times have you lied on a job application? Or what about trying not to share your whole life story with a stranger?
Honesty is a detriment to many, many situations. An honest character in a political circle is a dead character. An honest spy will never get the job. Writers, in a sense, lie for a living while also telling the truth about humanity.
So where does that leave you?
Write the trait, then put it in context. Protective of loved ones becomes being loyal to a fault, staying in bad situations way longer than you should; saving people who hurt you later. Confidence becomes arrogance when somebody takes that smirk to mean the skills are all hot air. Honesty becomes cruelty, becomes a Way To Break It Hero because now the villain knows something they shouldn’t.
Remember how I said you need to strip down your character’s emotional reactions to their body language so you can figure out who they are? You want to do the same with this.
#3 Narrative Instructions
Skip this for any character who won’t be a point of view character, but do take the time to work it out for characters we will be seeing the world out of.
Gonna be honest: one of my most-often-said critiques is “this character sounds generic.” My exact words are usually lined up with the author’s age and education, because we all have a tendency to make characters sound like us or our friends. We are, after all, the primary people who experience our lives, and rarely do we have to stray from our own mind.
With writing, you have to, because we are actively trying to create a new person. They might have shades of us (self inserts, after all, exist, and this is no disrespect towards them), but in the end, these people are not us, and we want them to feel 1- real and 2- relatable.
So write down how you’ll construct their narrative.
Will they notice the set of a person’s mouth first, or will they scan for feet placement and not trust what’s on their face? Are they prone to making judgement calls on a person’s fashion choices? Do they try to be Sherlock and deduce a whole personality and backstory by the smallest of clues? Do they err on the side of a large vocabulary, small, or specialized for a certain trade?
While it’ll likely take multiple drafts for these details to truly come out, having at least a general sense of them will help create more fleshed out narration with more building blocks for you to play with.
Nothing Can Replace (Re)Writing
As helpful as character sheets are (and I hope this list is helpful!), every single character you write will be flat at first. Every last one. You won’t find a shortcut that gets you a Passable First Draft anywhere.
Nobody has a good one. Every character starts off flat, and does things they would never do in the final iteration, and is built the more you stick them in situations.
Keep editing, and keep polishing.
Thanks for reading! If you liked this content, please consider supporting me on patreon. It’ll get you access to a bunch of cool stuff! (including an eventual character sheet... once I write it)
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azs smile like heavens light
having a heartbeat connects you to other humans, having none keeps you separate, rhythm of the world
burning his voice away, can't sing praise
a touch too red to be anything but tempting
from the soil to the stars
humans would make terrible angels, you make a terrible angel, why yes i suppose i do
what is the difference between righteous fury and the sin of wrath?
the power of holy love versus human love, one that the other angels can't understand and could destroy them
angels get their wings broken or pinioned when they fall so they can't save themselves
god is neutral not good, intentionally casts angels out just so that there are two sides
crowley freaks out the first time az touches his wings, traumatized
az misses flying because he hasn't gone, crowley misses it because he can't, az will never go without him
the effort that he had made last night was lying soft on his hip
crowley is left handed and has awful penmanship
he writes slowly to make up for it, coming up with and rejecting dozens of sentences before setting pen to paper
crowley's true form has a bright center that the Fall couldn't dim. he imagined there was an untouched place in him, so there was
az enjoys rituals of all kinds, stims.
az does dishes by hand when crowley teaches himself how to cook
very grounded in the physical world, sensation seeking
Falling feels like being partially empty, Rising feels like suddenly having an extra organ that doesn't fit
posture is terrible, weight of the world and others' expectations. straightening shoulders is like spreading wings
crowley was raphael but raphael wasnt important, humans decided he was
crowley trying to discorporate himself with alcohol and pills, az finds him
they can't miracle each other, az stays with him until he's well
in the dark to focus on senation alone
something felt off, wrong. like your teeth had been rearranged
he had been known by another name, too. one that was almost forgotten, just the barest memories of crimson, sparks of gold and a smile dancing on his lips
ocean mind
crowley's original eyes burned out when he Fell, literal snake eyes replaced them
he can't see the stars anymore, which is why he has the book. it's not great, but it helps with the heartache. az let's him see through his eyes and he cries for the first time since eden
crowley cried in Eden when it rained and az protected him, first act of kindness for another soul
demons are given animal parts to replace what they lost in the fall, cobbled together in crude imitations of creation
hiraeth- homesickness for a place you can never return to
angels can hear prayers directed to them.. crowley doesn't know this- nobody to pray to him before he Fell. az heard his prayers to him
az washing crowley's feet after the church
he would call himself pathetic, but at this point why bother? everyone already knew
az is adhd/autistic and the angels are all nt
doesn't like new tech because it's too loud and too bright and too much all the time
bringing wings out through clothing is possible but feels wrong and slightly off, shirtless is better
mournful, haunting, bitter. beautiful but it leaves you unsettled
az doesn't really need nipples but he likes them for the sensation and in the Victorian era he gets them pierced
crowley doesn't bother with nipples
use me, no i won't punish you, not like this, cuddles only
crowley makes an effort to get his pants to fit better and realizes that his body does things he's not necessarily in control of when he's with az
satisfaction is not in crowley's nature
crowley's back broke when he Fell, dragging useless legs
animals instinctively hate crowley, bookstore cat
they used to shake hands when saying goodbye but stopped after they realized they were in love because it felt both too close and too impersonal
crowley as raphael could heal. it was an intimate, slow process as he felt out all the problems and fixed them one by one with a gentle touch
crowley and az go for a walk and crowley gets to cold, refuses to warm himself with hellfire because he's scared of hurting az
angels can't sink, demons can't float. crowley likes to sit on the bottom and watch the surface from underneath
they go out for milkshakes, crowley is lactose intolerant
after leaving the dowlings crowley disappears for a few months and gets wasted, partying to forget his grief. he cut his hair and cried about it
crowley tends not to blink because every time he closes his eyes he sees himself falling
crowley used to love food but can't bring himself to enjoy it after his fall
crowley throws himself into experiences, following trends and letting up with the flow of culture while az stays the same
az feels lonely and forsaken by the other angels, hates that he still cares about them when they don't care about him
i am as good as the worst, i am as bad as the best (walt whitman i am as bad as the worst but thank god i am as good as the best)
az's halo is cool, steady light. crowley's is fire
heaven isn't about goodness, it's about obedience as opposed to hell's rebellion. they just assume obedience=goodness
az tries to touch crowley intimately, crowley takes control because he doesn't know how to sit back and receive attention. later he has az fuck him hard
crowley keeps everything and everyone at arm's length because he's afraid, tells himself he's not allowed to touch. once he and az are together he can't get enough
crowley is colorblind, the body swap takes a bit of getting used to because he's shocked at the colors
heavens light burns worse than the sun when gods grace is removed. crowley's freckles show up where the damage was worst, shoulders back hips etc
the back of his head smacked against the floor hard enough for him to see stars but he couldn't possibly care any less, wrapped in pleasure as he was
weatheredlaw antibodies their first kiss sparks, like licking a battery
god is infinitely multiple and devastatingly singular
"you mentioned having a friend over-"
"i have no friends outside of you"
that poor demon, the spherical little thing
when az sees abel dead it reminds him of the first time he stepped out of his body
hell is hot and damp, like a room with too many bobies in it
hellfire straight from hell vs hellfire made on earth by a demon
crowley appreciates sleep for the oblivion of the space between dreams. he doesn't hurt, doesn't yearn, doesn't regret
all angels of the host are connected, can feel when one is lost. it too a while to recover from the great war. demons are not connected to each other at all- they lost that in the fall, and always feel alone despite the crowding in hell. human individuality is between the two- they can't feel others, but they can create physical and emotional connection. that's where az and crow end up
crow hates being told her nice because the idea that there still good in him hurts. he believes that he's irredeemable and isn't okay with that as much as he claims to be.
demons don't trust one another with their wings so they keep them clean themselves or they never groom them.
when a fallen angel is touched with holy water everything hellish about them is washed away and the rest of them is taken to heaven
celestial harmonies contain so many voices and chords that they all sound the same
crowley spends hours reading wiki pages- ducks do have ears, it turns out
they get silver rings- gold is too heaven and nothing sparkles in hell
"you taste sweet" sorry, i know you don't like sweet- "i like you"
crow was made to create. with that taken from him he feels lost, don't know who he is. he threw himself into his work for hell at first but it quickly turned out to be not what he needed
god cast crowley out of heaven so that he would be free. the angels have made it abundantly clear that there is no place in heaven for questions
crowley can't change his eyes, but he can miracle an illusion over then if he needs to. it's very uncomfortable, like wearing sclera contacts
fake human au- az tries to find crow after he "dies" and is dismayed and confused that he's not in the archives at all. surely heaven keeps track of every human?
crowley fucks off to japan (sushi reminds him off az) until he has to go back to london
without the glasses in the way az can read him like an open book
crowley wills himself to sleep to avoid a conversation. becomes a snake, manifests eyelids just to make a point of having them closed
crowley tries to tell himself that demons don't feel guilty, but what better punishment is there than the constant feelings of doubt and regret?
being a snake is easier, since he doesn't have to deal with complicated human things like emotions and legs
crowley feels like his soul is dirty, az bathes him and tells him how much he loves him, even the dirty parts
coffee bad hot and does hurt on the mouth
my first relationship feel apart because of a lack of communication. i was touch starved and constantly sought contact with him. he took that as sexual interest and pushed me to "take the next step" and that terrified me. i didn't know how to say no so i broke it off
devil, devil go away, claim my soul another day
amdg2846, artenon, racketghost
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21215792/chapters/50508812 music box
https://archiveofourown.org/works/19351342/chapters/46038757
https://archiveofourown.org/works/20177950/chapters/47807593 99k therapy
https://archiveofourown.org/series/1481240 130k green things series
https://archiveofourown.org/series/1500140 60k avenging angel
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Making The Most Out Of Modest Character Profiles
Part Two: Rory Lawe
Basic Stats:
Name: Aurora Eloise “Rory” Lawe
Sex: AFAB
Gender: Cis female, not a huge girly girl, and certainly not the type to follow feminine gender roles, but likes feminine things in life.
Age: 26
Race/Ethnicity: White/Indian, Indian-American
Height: 5’9”
Body Type: Thin. She works out regularly, so she’s toned, but she’s not super muscular.
Appearance: She has long, straight, sleek black hair that falls to her shoulders. Rory devotes a lot of time to make it look good, but if she lets her hair routine falls to the wayside her hair gets frizzy and puffy. Eyes are large and brown. Her skin is a pale tan; she tans more when she goes out, but she rarely gets any opportunity. Both of her ears are pierced, and it’s rare to see her without some earrings. She has some freckles along her nose and the top of her cheeks. Her face is more on the angular side, but softened. She’s a fairly hairy gal, and shaves regularly to avoid that getting out of control.
Where Is She From? Modest, Georgia. She lived in a middle class part of town, in a large family of adopted kids along with her brother. Her adoptive parents, and most of the surrounding people, are conservative Christians. While they rarely struggled financially for basic needs, if Rory wanted anything beyond the basics, she had to work for it.
Relationships:
Family: Rory and her twin brother Bastian are very close. They spend most of their time together, and as much as they drive each other nuts, they love each other deeply. Their birth mother, Sophie, died when they were four. They were raised by family friends, Adeline and Sam Lawe, who adopted them and multiple other kids. Adeline is a very conservative woman, very Christian, but also fairly accepting. She deeply loves and cares for the kids. Sam, however, was stern and much more stubborn in his beliefs. He does not approve of Rory and Bastian’s sexualities, and was very angry when Rory broke up with Roman Cavanagh and started dating Henry. Their relationship was worsened when Sam drunkenly ranted about Henry during Rory and Bastian’s college graduation party, which Henry was attending. Sam and Bastian got into a physical fight, ending the party and resulting in Rory and Bastian getting kicked out. Rory and Bastian’s adoptive siblings, Caleb, Rosie, Josephine, and Charlotte, were all older than Rory and Bastian, but they were very protective of the two. Caleb and Rosie helped the two with school, and Josephine and Charlotte were there for the two when they were figuring out their sexualities in high school. The older siblings have all had conflicts with Adeline and especially with Sam, leading to them leaving town. They do visit Modest occasionally, primarily to see Rory and Bastian. Rory’s relationship with her biological father, Sai Singh, is a bit fraught as well. He was absent for most of her life, since she was an infant. However, in the past two years, he reconnected with his kids after a terminal cancer prognosis. He is a very wealthy film and stage director who worked his way up from the bottom. Sai intended to bring Sophie, Bastian, and Rory with him to New York when he first got work in the theatre business, but Sophie refused, and she and Sai divorced. Because he couldn’t stay for the proceedings without losing his job, he let her have the kids, a decision he deeply regrets. He realized they were still in Modest after seeing them in a front page news article for the local newspaper, and his wife, Anika contacted them while he was in the hospital. Since then, they have formed a good relationship with both their father and their stepmother, who are both warm people who quickly accepted Rory and Bastian into their lives.
Friends: Aside from her brother and boyfriend, Rory’s best friends are Vicky Parks and Defiance Lautari. They were childhood friends, and while they have very different personalities and beliefs, they’re very close. Defiance, in accordance with her name, has always stuck up for the two, and Vicky is a comforting and calming presence. While Rory may or may not have had crushes on both of them (and may or may not still have a crush on them now) they are very affectionate with each other, and the phrase “I love you” is often uttered when they’re together.
Sexy Stuff:
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Romantic Orientation: Panromantic, polyamorous
What Is She Attracted To? She likes aesthetically pleasing people. Not necessarily hot or fitting society’s standards of beauty, but someone who looks interesting to her. She likes beards on guys, chubby cheeks on girls, soft hair on anyone. She likes femininity over masculinity; she likes really girly girls and not super manly guys. She really likes someone she can be open with, someone she has fun with, and someone whom she can help and who can help her.
Sexual Experience: Rory didn’t have sexual experience until junior year of college with Henry. Her previous boyfriend, Roman, was very conservative, and her other boyfriends never really lasted long enough to go that far. Aside from some flirting and kissing with other short-term partners, she hasn’t gone that far with anyone else.
Romantic Experience: Rory began dating in high school (much to the chagrin of her adoptive father). Her first few dates never lasted longer than a month. However, in sophomore year, she began dating Roman Cavanagh, a freshman and the son of a local banking family. They were set up by Roman’s brother Edward, who was dating Vicky, Rory’s best friend. The couple lasted until senior year, when things began moving very quickly and Roman began pressuring Rory to get married after high school. Coupled with Mrs. Cavanagh’s treatment of her (bringing her to a church meeting nicknamed “The Housewives Club”, composed of women talking about being good Christian wives; isolating her from her friends; putting her down for having ambitions of owning her own clothing store), Rory realized things weren’t gonna work. She dumped him before winter break (again, much to the chagrin of her adoptive father), and shortly thereafter began dating Henry. She and Henry have been dating since then, and while they’ve opened their relationship since college, neither have had many partners for longer than a few weeks.
Skills:
Skills: Rory loves anything involving clothing. She can design and sew clothes, do alterations and fittings, as well as style outfits and model them. She’s also great at running social media, running popular personal Twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr accounts (@roryelawe, @roryelawefashion, and @areoharewhy), as well as the accounts for the Youtube channel. She also makes tutorial videos for the channel, as well as videos about interesting research she discovers about things she hyper-focuses on (typically fashion, queer history, and her favorite films). Rory tends to bounce between other hobbies, much like Henry. Typically they’re related to art, such as sketching, painting, and crafting. She is smart, though her skills are more focused on the humanities than science or math.
Education: Rory attended a small private school in her town. While she’s smart, she struggled with focusing and studying due to untreated ADHD. Her adoptive parents didn’t get her treatment, and when she attended college she continued to struggle. Rory eventually sought treatment herself, and got much better grades. She double-majored in Fashion Design and Business, and while she didn’t graduate with honors she was still proud of her success.
Occupation: Rory has had part-time summer jobs at restaurants and retail stores in high school and college. She currently works full-time at a local tailor, helping with alterations and fittings. She also sells clothing online and has done some modelling work for small businesses.
Hobbies: Rory is almost always working on something related to clothing. If she’s not designing it, she’s repairing, refitting, or redesigning it. She also likes styling clothes (she rarely leaves the house without a meticulously chosen outfit) and doing makeup, both on herself and other people. She loves researching things; Rory has spent many a night diving into Google and learning about the history of high heels or a queer icon. She often picks up hobbies from Henry, as well. And, of course, she manages the YouTube channel.
Personality & Character:
Introvert or Extrovert? Ambivert. She enjoys going out and spending time with friends, but she also needs time to herself every so often. Rory’s true happy place is doing something quiet with a loved one or two.
Strengths: Rory is passionate about whatever she’s doing. She is a huge confidence booster to everyone around her. She’s the type of person who can turn a quiet room into a party and a fight into a reunion. Loves making people feel better about themselves. Hard worker. Fun and bubbly. She’s a good team player and can work well with a lot of different personalities. She’s always on top of trends and new things. Rory is quick to get people smiling and can bring out the best in others.
Weaknesses: Rory sometimes gets so involved in something she’s passionate about she forgets other things. She’s a bit of a busybody, and meddles when she really shouldn’t sometimes. She is hella forgetful. Not the best at taking care of her own problems. Bottles up her feelings. Works beyond her limits a lot. Isn’t open about how she feels. Self sacrificial. Big time worrier.
Goals: She wants to open a clothing store with her own pieces. She wants the vlog to succeed as well. She’d love to marry Henry, but worries about money and space. While she’d like to have kids, she’s not sure about having any at the moment, especially since she’s not terribly used to them. She also wants to develop a relationship with her father, stepmother, and those around them, though she worries they won’t like or accept her and her friends.
Beliefs: Rory is agnostic, like Henry. While she was raised Christian, she disagrees with a lot of their beliefs. She doesn’t like organized religion, nor does she like the idea of having to worship someone or something. She believes in the possibility of a higher power, but she doesn’t really care what or who it is. She is very liberal, feminist as hell, and believes in socialism. She believes society should be accepting, and that civilization requires teamwork to succeed. She distrusts what authorities tell her, and often goes against societal expectations.
Fears: Rory is terrified of being hurt. Older people, especially those in parental or teacher type relationships, make her anxious due to her bad experiences with them. She worries about not succeeding or being a failure. She sometimes deeply fears the people around her, since she’s heard a lot of hateful rhetoric and has seen a lot of her closest friends get hurt because of who they were. She worries about breaking down because of how hard she pushes herself, and then being a burden rather than an aide to her friends.
Insecurities: Rory doesn’t like having ADHD and anxiety, since it tends to be more than a harm than a help. She has insecurities about her body, especially since she spends a lot of time looking at herself in the mirror. She is a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to her work, and when things don’t go the way she expected, she’s quick to get angry. Whenever she needs help, she feels like she’s bothering or hurting others.
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