#trait dump

like she’s neon lights reflected off slick asphalt after a rainstorm and smudged eyeliner and a purple and black eyeshadow palette and the metallic taste of a worn out silver lip ring and 2004 avril lavigne and dark lipstick and the scent of cigarette smoke and the reflection of light off a silver bullet and moonlight that filters through a church’s stained glass windows and jeans that are ripped up, tattered, and held together with safety pins, loose stitches, and duct tape and blood dripping into your eyes and half burned off finger prints and a broken beer bottle and a half empty glass of whisky and driving with an expired license and finding comfort in unhealthy coping mechanisms and the smell of a thunderstorm about to break and paper clips worn as earrings

so rachel is more pg-rated netflix original spn

like she’s over saturated photos and bloodless fights and the hints of a normal life still stowed under her skin and finding beauty in the ordinary and a battered roald dahl paperback and bitten back curses and bubblegum pop and combat boots that never quite break in properly and memories covered in a thick layer of dust and regrets that follow you and too much energy and half empty water bottles and bittersweet memories of a place you can’t quite picture anymore and hoodies over t-shirts and watching the sun rise and colorful fabric stained dark with dirt and dust and a broken pair of rose colored glasses and longing for what’s been taken from you and dusty stuffed animals and ignoring exhaustion and dark jeans and fireworks in an empty field and falling asleep during a long car ride and information pulled from half-forgotten textbooks and layered bracelets and sunsets over city skylines and an optimistic demeanor slowly being replaced with something far more pessimistic.

erik hanson is a men of letters spin off

like he’s stiff starched suits and a head full of facts and putting yourself in the line of danger for information and boxes of files and rooms of bookshelves filled with books of lore and cool blues and grays and the glint of light off a pair of sigil covered handcuffs and book-smarts and tattoos of protective sigils and notes written in ink and a broken ink cartridge spilling over the pages of a borrowed book and dark circles under your eyes and cold stone hallways and impersonal interior design and classical music and wire frame glasses that have been bent out of shape and losing a pen after tucking it behind your ear and loose leaf paper that covers your desk and notes that scrawl diagonal and sideways across the page and organized chaos and the echo of footsteps in an empty hallway and silver cuff links and wallpaper covered in warding symbols and perfect inked sigils in the margins of notes and ice cold floors and paper trails.

anyway, rachel’s netflix original spn (along with the addition of being more pg rated)

like she’s bright photo filters and bitten back curses and the hints of a normal life still stowed under her skin and bubblegum pop and chalk covered fingers and a collection of plastic rings won from arcades and a battered roald dahl paperback and pricking your finger with a sewing needle and perfume samples and tinted lip balm and this odd understated beauty and glow-y pink blush and combat boots that never quite break in properly and bloodless fights and bittersweet memories and a past she doesn’t care for and longing for what’s been taken from you and rose colored glasses and sunsets over city skylines and faded pastels and colorful fabric stained dark with dirt and dust and half empty water bottles and dusty stuffed animals and too much energy and ignoring exhaustion and hoodies over t-shirts and watching the sun rise.

if tara is hbo spn (which she really is) then luke is spn as it is

like he’s ink stained fingers and dusty fingerprints and the liminal space of an airport at 3am and dusty midwest backroads at dawn and the smell of books that have lay forgotten in an attic for a generation and a half and fake names scribbled across the backs of library cards and a worn out wallet filled with little cash but more credit cards than it should fit and music played on cassette tapes and accidental poetry and books with smudged graphite in the margins and dogeared pages and red ink in a library book and ripping a page out of a book you don’t own and dusty photo filters and dappled light falling soft over a forest floor and too many layers even when it’s hot and off center ties and canvas jackets and sneaking into places you don’t belong and talking circles around everyone and words that drip with dry sarcasm and inside and personalized jokes and laughing so you don’t cry and blood on white button ups and jean jackets and not sleeping enough when working and stupid niche jokes and being underestimated.

shes just, shes adorable???? shes fae, and is immortal, and is hypothetically scary, yes, but she also uses handmade jewelry as a way to say hello?? and most of the jewelry is charmed so that the wearer stays safe???

she hasnt had friends in a long time, because of the immortal thing, but when two sisters move into willowhills (her town) and clearly dont know anything about fae or being careful around their new “good neighbors” she makes them jewelry??? jewelry that gives them advice about how to stay safe??? because she cares so much???

and she thinks about her old friends all the time??? like, still “pulls on” the jewelry they were buried in?? even though she knows theyre dead?? she still checks on them?? because shes so lovely???

she has a halfway friend in a fellow fae, mandie, and even though she doesnt like nicknames she never tells mandie to stop??? because she secretly likes it that someone cares enough to give her one at all??? she doesnt even like kit-kats very much, but mandie calls her kit-kat and kitty doesnt ask her to stop??? because shes touched by it!!!

she learned sign language because one of her younger foster brothers went selectively mute for a little, and shes trying to learn more because kais mute! shes just so lovely

and she loves cyphers and puzzles and she just wants everyone to feel good all the time

and she does embroidery and the first outfit she ever got includes a skirt she embroidered little candies onto!

her favorite drink is lychee ramune and i love!!! her!!!!