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I fell asleep and forgot to send my ask yesterday but happy (belated) funny question friday! Thankfully I made a little list on my notes app so I wouldn’t forget the questions lol

🌹 for Vera

🌿 for Andhira

🌾 for Yixing

💐 for Anwei

🌻 for Ciaran

🌲 for Sihla

🌼 for Wren

we have passed now from funny question fsaturday into funny question fmonday..... but it's never too late for funny questions!!

🌹 Where in the world does your OC feel most at home? Is there any reason why? If it's not the place they were born, where were they born? Is there a certain somebody that makes them feel at home wherever they may be? What does home mean to them?

Vera feels at home with her family no matter where that is (though it's typically the middle of nowhere in the Carpathian mountains where Josef and Luka live lol). Generally speaking it's because she, uh, doesn't really have any friends. She's an only child and like. being the niece of a world-famous hunter doesn't lend itself well to play dates and sleepovers and stuff growing up. Not to mention that line of work kind of... consumes you and all your free time, so she didn't really have the chance to develop friendships once she picked up the trade. So she's spent most of her life relatively alone, other than with her uncles and her apprentice and the occasional coworker. Home to her is the company of others who accept and understand each other, who care for her, who love her, and most importantly who can cook together. It's pretty much her favorite thing to do with loved ones. (Also she was born in Seville, Spain! And neither of her parents were hunters. In fact, they didn't care for the profession and wanted to raise Vera in a “normal” way, so Josef was sort of the black sheep of the family because of it but it was also because he's gay ._.)

🌿 What way does your OC show that they care without using words? What way do others show your OC they're cared for without using speech?

Believe it or not, Andhira is a touchy-feely person. She loves to hold someone's hand and hug them and rub their shoulders, etc etc etc. (she will latch onto her lovers like a fucking uhhhh koala bear on a eucalyptus tree if they let her) idk what the love languages are but hers would be like. touch. If that's one of them (and if it isn't, well. then they're missing a very important one). With people she cares most about, she doesn't need to talk, but she always wants to have a physical connection, even if it's as minor as having them sit close enough that their knees touch or something. Most of the people in her life are of the same mindset in that a gesture as simple as hands resting on each other is proof that they're like. there for her if she wants anything. It's hard to live your entire millennium long life with your family who's 3-4 times your age and like NOT basically be able to communicate telepathically lol

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them.

The person that is most in love with Yixing is me of course :) he is my silly rabbit. My right hand arm. man. But if I had to concede to Ciaran who would probably kill me for my bold claim that Yixing could possibly be anyone else’s silly rabbit besides him, he would say something like:

Well. He's shorter than me. Only by an inch or two. He has a serious face. He squints a lot. I think it's because he can't see things up close. His face and neck are tanned from a lifetime of long days in the sun, and sometimes I laugh when he takes off his shirt and I see how light the rest of his skin is in comparison. A true country boy.

His hair is long. I could never keep mine like that, but he makes it look easy. It's always smooth and shiny and most often in a single braid that trails down to his hips. Sometimes I'm blessed to see it in a ponytail, and when he's nervous he'll twist the wisps at the nape of his neck around his fingers. It used to be solid black. In poetic terms I'd call it as black as a starless night. There are pieces of gray in it now, though. It's more obvious when he doesn't shave. His facial hair is nothing short of salt and pepper, and he's careful to keep it shaved now more than ever. But I like it. It suits him. He says he's just glad he isn't going bald.

His eyes are dark, but when the light catches them just right they're brighter than any sun. Full of love and determination and resilience. And when he smiles, they're warmer than any fire. If he'd let me I would never break his gaze. But he doesn't let me so unfortunately I must look elsewhere.

His lips are neither thin nor full. They suit his serious face. They're soft against my skin, and more often than not are locked in a frown. Unless he's around his moody little horse. I think she makes him smile more than I do, and it's hard not to be bitter about it.

Just below his right collarbone is a tiny scar. I accidentally reopened it the day we met. It's kind of a funny story. Other than his lips, it's my favorite place to kiss. He has more scars. All over his body. He hides them by wearing long sleeves year round, but I've seen them all a million times. And I've kissed them all just as many times. Some of them are small, no more than a nick from the tip of a knife in a drunken bottle opening accident, but there are others that occupy swaths of skin—like the one that punctured a lung and cracked six ribs. That one is less of a funny story.

His hands are callused from a lifetime of work, and the pinky finger on his left hand is a little crooked from being broken years ago. I've watched him pull enormous splinters from his palm with his teeth, and I've seen him trim a horse's hooves without gloves. Even so, his touch is exceedingly gentle. When he laces his fingers through mine, I'm certain he could always keep me safe. When he brushes his thumb across my knuckles, I'm convinced he's never touched anything so tenderly. When he reaches out to sweep the hair from my face, I know I've never loved someone the way I love him.

💐 How does your OC handle being unwell or forced to rest in bed? Who cares for them and in what ways? Does you OC enjoy being doted upon or are they a terrible patient? Reversed: is your OC good at taking care of others who are ill or in need?

Um. As you may already know, Anwei is a fucking weirdo. She's the kind of person that never asks someone to do something for her because she knows she can do it better, which translates to being the worst fucking patient ever. If she's got a cold or a stomach bug and is in bed trying to rest, she's like “um. Actually I think I can handle doing laundry and cooking dinner because I KNOW you won't use the right spice ratios in my soup AND you won't hang my laundry to dry in the specific and perfect way that I do, so I might as well suffer through it myself.” She HATES when people try to baby her when she isn't feeling well and will get pretty pissy about it because like. leave her tf alone! She knows what's wrong and doesn't need your goddamn help! HOWEVER, as a caretaker, she has exquisite bedside manner (she was in school to be a fucking brain surgeon, after all), and can read people pretty well to figure out what they want/need. She's not the most, uh, friendly caretaker, but people are always surprised when she knows exactly what they want. She doesn't make for great conversation but she can sure as hell fix whatever ails you.

🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them?

Oh my god okay. Well first of all, Ciaran loves to people watch, and he especially loves to watch the way people interact with each other in crowded places. Like the way people smile at each other and hands linger when they exchange money, the way eyes light up at the recognition of a friend across the way, the way friends laugh loudly with each other like the entire restaurant is theirs, the way a young child reaches for a parent's hand to catch their attention, the way strangers pick up something dropped by a passerby and chase after them, the way couples lean on each other's shoulders while waiting in line or window shopping, the way someone crouches down in an attempt to make friends with a stray cat (only to return to their business with the familiar dejected frown when the cat get spooked), the way friends hold hands and point out things to make each other laugh, the way a curious baby unknowingly makes everyone do their best to get them to smile, AND SO ON. There's no second of all because I didn't realize how run on of a sentence I would write but. you know me lol Anyway the point is that his favorite things about the world are the tiny things that make people, well, people. The universal experiences that are incredibly mundane and often taken for granted because it's just waiting in line for food with your girlfriend or it's just glancing around awkwardly trying to find your best friend in a crowd, but those are the little things that reveal so much about the kindness in people's hearts and that like. maybe shit isn't as bad as it always feels.

🌲 How deeply does your OC feel? Are they typically empathetic or do they have a hard time connecting with others in this way? What are they like when offering support and comfort to someone they care for?

Um this is hard because Sihla feels nothing but blind fury most of the time. At least in the ways the reader would ever know her. But at one point in her life she was caring and doting and kind and loved others very deeply. She could understand anyone's struggle and relate and gave wonderful advice and always knew the right thing to say or do, and knew exactly when to offer a shoulder to cry on or a hand to hold, but now she is... well. Deranged lol I'm not sure if I've mentioned it in another iteration of funny question friday, but she used to be an elementary school teacher back when shit was uh normal. So she got really, really good at understanding cues from upset children and exactly how to handle it, and what is an upset adult if not a giant upset child? (in my own personal experience as an upset adult who also deals with my upset five-year-old nephews, it's usually that we're just hangry.) But with people that she's actually close to, she's the best listener, the best cook, the best enabler, the best hugger, the best at everything. (Maybe she should have been a therapist instead of a teacher and that would have helped when shit hit the fan all those years ago.)

🌼 Who are this character's friends and family? How did they meet, how long have they been friends, could they ever be something more than just friends? What do they look for in a friend or romantic partner?

Wren is the middle of three children (older brother and younger sister). Her mom is Vietnamese and her dad is Mexican-American. They were both kind of like. dirtbag climbers back in the day (meaning they basically lived in a van and traveled the country for Peak Climbing conditions throughout the year), and she grew up in kind of hippie dippie home (and her parents foolishly gave all three of the kids BIRD NAMES lol her older brother is Robin and her younger sister is Dove). Her mom is now an architect and her dad is kind of a house husband but he also owns a climbing gym in Atlanta where Wren still lives. Basically her whole life growing up was climbing, and as such, most of her friends she met through climbing (either in comp circuits or through travel with her parents), though there are a few that she knows from college. Anyway, she's had awkward crushes on many of these friends and maybe drunkenly kissed some of them but she's never had any actual relationships with them. In friends, she wants someone goofy and who's into either climbing or gaming (bc she's a hardcore mmo player lol I've been trying to come up with a name for a game that would clearly be a reference to ffxiv so if you have any suggestions...) because those are her two big things in life. And for romantic partner??? who fucking knows. She sure as hell doesn't.

#oc talk #um SORRY for the delay lol i ended up completely rewriting the answer for yixing's question bc it was a little too deranged #but if you want to read that i will gladly let you #also the answer for ciaran's question made me miss like. doing things. people watching. being in public and not being afraid lol #ALSO vera has no friends lol she's not nearly as charismatic as josef #he was famous for his skill AND his personality. he's incredibly charming #meanwhile vera is covered in blood and stonefaced and doesn't talk to anyone unless she has to bc she has a fucking job to do!!!#josef is notorious for his flair and vera is notorious for her tunnel vision to the task at hand

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