#engender

look at my boys!

This is Lyon and Sinoco two of my apocalypse story ocs, their story is under the working title Engender and they are members of the main cast, they join shortly after the main character has her meet up with one of the creatures that burst from beneath the earth’s crust. (TW : SA and abuse mentioned)

Sinoco was raised in a cult and was still part of it till recently explaining his attire, he has a complicated relationship with religion and has quite a bit of religious trauma mixed in with the regular kind of trauma, he was severely beaten and sexually assaulted by the “prophets” in the cult. He is still getting used to the idea that that wasn’t okay, or something that was supposed to happen to him, but he’s healing.

He was able to leave the cult when the apocalypse started but was captured shortly afterwards by an organization that had been studying the strange earthquakes that had been happening before the old ones broke free from the crust, this organization mobilized once the apocalypse started and collected as many people who survived the initial eruption of old ones. This was due to a belief that they could study the effects it had on them and use that to try and further the survival of the rest of the human race in this new and terrifying land scape as those closest to the eruption had been effected by a large amount of radiation that seemed to come from the eruption site and the old ones. This is where Sinoco meets Lyon.

Lyon was on a camping trip with his family when the eruption occurred, he had wandered off to sit in a field and draw the wildlife at the time and so was far enough away that he survived, his family was not so lucky. Lyon is autistic and prefers not to speak, he will not be afraid to fight and scream though if someone touches his sketchbook or, later on Sinoco too. The scientists that started experimenting with him found that out the hard way when drawing his blood, when one tried to move his sketchbook and immediately got a small shoe to the face giving her a black eye. Upon Sinoco meeting Lyon they almost immediately bounded, Sinoco having ousted himself from any of the other “patients”, feeling out of place and confused, and having grown up in a cult he was having a bit of culture shock. Lyon watched him intently as the flowers had just started to grow from the right side of Sinoco’s face, Lyon ended up sketching Sinoco from his spot sitting in the corner before getting up and quietly approaching him. Sinoco had always enjoyed the presence of children so was less unsettled when Lyon approached him than he would have been with someone his own age, when Lyon showed him the sketch Sinoco leaned forwards to look at it before reaching his hands forwards and asking “can I hold it?.” Lyon shook his head. “That’s okay” Sinoco tucked his hand behind his back and smiled softly before returning his attention to the sketch “this is very pretty, is it of me?” Lyon nodded quickly with a grin.

“Thank you for drawing me, you’re very good at it” Sinoco looked back up from the sketch and smiled at Lyon “if you wouldn’t mind my asking, how old are you young one?”

Lyon contemplated the question carefully while Sinoco watched him patiently, happy to wait for an answer from the boy.

Lyon seemed to settle on how to answer

“I’m 8” he whispered softly while writing the number in the corner of his page, “I’ll be 9 in November”

Sinoco’s smile brightened as he sat down on the floor to continue his conversation with Lyon “that’s very close!” “You are quite skilled for someone so young, when did you start drawing? Is there anything you specifically like to draw?”

Lyon scrunched his nose up

“oh I’m sorry! Did I ask too many questions?”

Lyon giggled at that and shook his head “no” “you’re just odd”

“odd? How so”

“most adults aren’t the same, at least not with me”

Sinoco looked at him confused for a second before he realized what Lyon meant and smiled

“oh, well I think most adults are missing out then, you’re a very nice person to talk to”

Lyon smiled slightly before he flipped backward in his sketchbook to show Sinoco a page with a field of flowers and a few close ups of leaves drawn on it

“I started drawing when I was 6, I like drawing nature, sometimes I draw people but not often, momma loves it when I’d draw her or the birds, she really likes birds”

Sinoco and Lyon ended up getting along really well after this and later on shared a room because Lyon started having nightmares and Sinoco was the only person who had tried and succeeded in calming him down and hadn’t tried hitting Lyon in the process unlike one of the nurses who now got a nasty glare from the “patients” whenever he was around.

Enbxrl or nbxrl: A gender that is both enbyrl/enburl/enbirl and agender/no gender. The combination of engxrl/gxrlby/engxl/xngirl/gxrlbie/xngal/gxlby/gxlbie and enbxy/gxyby/gxybie/engxy/xnboy (zeninœ/zeninoe/zenineo & zeninea/zeninae/zeninæ); non-binary bxrl (zeninoa/zeninao).

Can be a quxdgender/quxdrigender/quadrxgender/qxadgender/qxadrigender, trxgender/txrgender, tetragender/txtragender/tetrxgender or (en)bxgender/xnbigender. Not to be confused with xnbirl/xnbyrl/xnburl, which is xnby (zenine) with birl or (e)nby with xoy/xirl/xuy/xal (zenina/zenino).