Hello, hello! I’m Xander; and here’s a helpful little pin to make things easier.

first off; i use they/them or he/him pronouns (nonbinary), and 25+ in age range.

I AM BLIND... NO SMALL OR COLOURED TEXT PLEASE. And for the sake of my own sanity, i don’t follow back anyone who uses more than two spaces between words since i cannot focus on it

This blog WILL feature spoilers, but I’ll do my best to tag them.

asks are always welcome, and I have some open starters to look through too!! interest checker

As of right now, my doc is still a bit of a WIP, but feel free to ask if you have any questions!

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     “I suppose that’s fair enough,” Magenta hues cast about the garage he’d managed to fall into. Well... this could have gone a lot worse, he figured. Ears give a twitch as brows furrow, “Where in the Titan am I?”

     “I... I don’t even know what I am anymore...” Hunter had grown to trust Mia enough, at least. Though panic still hammered through his system, he felt it ebb away a bit. Suddenly, Hunter is hugging Mia tightly.

“Yeah, it is...”

Hunter is gently putting his hand on Flapjack’s head where the bird sits on his shoulder, “I just keep reading these situations usually go... bad.”

     “... It’s fine that I know this right?”

“An alien? So they do exist, humans were right?”

     “Cool.”

“It wasn’t on purpose I--...” He paused, before running his hand through his hair. He’s pacing now, “I was in Belos’ mind and I have seen so many things he’s done and now he wants me dead and--... I had to find somewhere to hide, and I wasn’t paying attention and accidently caused some Fool’s Blood to explode and now I’m here--...”

     “I don’t know what to do...”

“Oh right! Cookies.” He knows what those are, but has no idea what the hell this person is talking abou-- ... wait a second.

     “... what are you?”

“Sooo... I may have accidently did a thing...” On accident, mind you.

     “Keebler... elves?”

. . . Oh! Ears. Hunter tugs a beanie tightly over his ears, “I don’t know what a Keebler is.”

Quin couldn’t help but to fidget-- hands twisting in knots as he awaited Rose’s answer. He anticipated it wouldn’t be the one he was after, at least not without more information. But when she asked, Quin couldn’t fight off the bright tint that sprang along his ears as he waved one of his hands as if he could ward away the curiosity with the action.

“It’s nothing bad-- I just don’t want him to get worried and try to tag along. I trust Thalia--” Quin cut himself off sharply after that, quickly glancing away, “It’s just. I want to try and learn more magic, that’s all.”

Quin couldn’t help but to keep fidgeting at the mere idea. Sure, he felt like there was a connection with Thalia but admittedly he’s also been rather... sheltered, in a matter of speaking. The idea that he could ask and ruin their friendship had him anxious. “What... what if asking makes her upset? Wh-- what if she decides not to be friends with me anymore?”

Hands end up laced together, landing firmly on the table before the elf who was trying to fight off the dread of such a negative possibility. To him it made perfect sense as a potential outcome. “Ah-hah hah, maybe I should just. Just wait and see if she makes the first move.”

A groan then left Quin as his head pitched forward and thumped onto his hands. “Or-- or it could work out like it did with you two. I mean--” A sigh, before Quin shifts enough to peer magenta hues back towards Rose with a bright curiosity and tint of hope shining in them, “... but you do think she likes me... how can you tell?”

“I’m fine, I’m stronger than I look, I--...”

     “... I’ll be more careful.” Hunter sighed after the words were uttered. In all fairness, becoming a corpse wasn’t exactly the best way to help anyone. Especially over something that could have probably been avoided if a bit more care had been put into the situation. “But I could say the same about you being here, you know?”

Hunter huffed in annoyance when Mia continued with the exact words he’d been expecting from her despite the factor he’d known it was going to happen. Of course she wasn’t about to just let it go so easily. The worst part was she wasn’t entirely wrong, either. It did not keep him from bristling, unfortunately. 

     “I had it perfectly under control! I would have been fine!” The insistence was instinctual, before Hunter could completely register the rest of her words. But when he did, the teenager seemed to deflate slightly as a frown tugged at his features. Voice dropping to something softer, near sheepish as he continued, “You’re not going to lose me...”

Rules: Writers, bold all of your character’s traits.

Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug.

Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time.

Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs.

Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension.

Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension.

Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night.

Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time.

Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism.

Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence.

Swearing: the use of offensive language.

Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome.

Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom.

Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty.

Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience.

Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit.

Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention.

Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation.

Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness.

Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence.

Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority.

Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness.

Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance.

Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity.

Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt.

Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility.

Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation.

Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest.

Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune.

Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune.

Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection.

Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail.

Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system.

Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is.

Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive.

Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively.

Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements.

Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly.

Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed.

Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet.

Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft.

Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings.

Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.

Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing.

Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience.

Skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations.

Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness.

Gossiping: divulging personal information about others.

Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct.

Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names.

Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.

Quin couldn’t help the low snicker that snuck out at Rose’s casual jab towards Tamlen-- a wide grin forming on the teenager’s face as he offered a shake of his head, “I’d noticed that pretty early on... that’s why I figured I’d come ask you. Cole doesn’t seem he’d be much help, either...”

Quieting, the elf listened eagerly to the woman’s words-- fork fiddling awkwardly in his hand in a sort of uncertain, nervous energy. He’d already scarfed down his own breakfast in a matter of no time at all. A habit he was trying to break, but he always had a lingering fear something may happen and he’d lose it one way or another. It was surprising the first time he’d actually been given a meal that was considered decent here... and he, despite everything suggesting it’d never happen, always dreaded the day that stopped.

“So you... just ask...?” Disbelief tainted the young elf’s words, eyes widened faintly in bafflement. Before a bright pink plastered itself across his cheeks, running it’s way all the way to the tips of Quin’s ears at Rose’s light teasing.

     “Thalia? Hahhaha I-- why would--...” Quin cut himself off with a loud clear of his throat, head dipping down as his fork tapped to the long-since empty plate. Now he wished he had some left as a means to distract from the subject if just momentarily, “I-- I mean yeah she’s cool! She’s pretty-- a pretty amazing mage-- I just--...”

“... why? Has she said anything about me?”