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super cute!!
writing about relationships is not my strong point, but i may try if i get the time

[cyberdragon725]

rES Found and raised by the Circus, Nurari is mother figure. Razcal is teasing big brother

[kittykore]

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Family Relationships:
Alroy has a very loving family, When he was born as the opposite sex and he explained his family and friends accepted him the way he was. His mother Elementary was the first one who helped him through his confusion, As a transgender person herself his mother took him to many support to help him through this. Overall they have a close relationship, she is very caring and often stands up for him and her their family with a fiery fist, the two are unstoppable when someone tries to get in the way of something, At times his mother is caught up in her own rejection and judgement, while things seem picture perfect no relationship is, they have their ups and down and often can disagree on subjects and topics. Overall they have a good accepting relationship, Alroy transitioning brought them closer it seems. His father Larkin is a perplex relationship, since his father molds to make himself likable so he has many relationships and feelings. Alroy loves his father very much and tries to be the perfect child, they have gone through many bumps and sharp turns, overall they're a confusing father and son, at times Larkin doesn't know how to answer some questions and sends them over to his wife Elementary, he isn't the best with words and neither is Alroy at times both of them have nothing to say to each other so it's just an awkward silence instead.

Personality:
Alroy isn't just your boy next door kind of guy, he's more like that "Hey I'm kind of weird and I have an attitude but I'm really sweet and I have too big of a heart and will cry easily." One thing everyone can easily tell about him is that he's rather odd, he will shout random things for comical relief or to lighten a heavy atmosphere, he loves to make people smile but because of this feature he is often called annoying. While he can handle being called annoying if several people at once crowd around him and call him that he will cry. Alroy cries too easily, one thing his friends say are "Right when I see you I think you're crying." He tends to cry over the dumbest of things, often times he doesn't get enough sleep which makes him grumpy and prone to crying. While people saying it's because he has a "big heart" and that he's just "sensitive and emotional" which is true it's also because he just cries for no reason. At times he can be a real jerk and snap at people but this is just to cover up that he's really upset or going through something in his head. This is the side of him that he hates and wishes he didn't often snap at people the way he does. A redeeming feature he is that he is caring, he will do anything for a friend and often give things he cares an inordinate amount for just to make them happy, at times he's spent twenty dollars or more a week to a random stranger just to help them out. Alroy is a hopeless romantic and often throws himself at a guy he likes too fast, this often results in more heart break than getting love itself, he likes to be help and just wants to be happy in a relationship. Finally he is very self conscious an abusive relationship can change anything, while he doesn't like to bring it up too much the relationship has changed his mindset on how he feels he looks like and his self worth. This has been getting better but at times memories flash by making his image of himself worsen.

Coming Out:
Alroy's coming out was a lucky one, luckily for him his mother herself was a transgender person. She was very accepting and took him to those LGBTQ clinics to help yourself be more aware and safe. His dad wasn't hateful but more unsure and confused. He doesn't know too much and often sends him to his mother when he has questions. Alroy is thankful that he got such supporting parents and that they still love him for who he is a person and not for his gender. At times he himself has very low self confidence and this affects how he sees himself. He tries to inspire other closeted LTBTQ kids and adults to come out and truly be themselves. Overall he's had a good experience despite some hate from people at his school.

Quirks/Habits:
Alroy has truly weird habits, one that is very noticeable. He cracks his knuckles, it's truly a distracting and gross one. He himself admits that he hates that he can't go a day without cracking him knuckles but that's just who he is. Another one he has is that he tends to say things without thinking, at times this can be terrible since he doesn't think about what he says. A quirk he has is the need to make sure everything in a outfit matches, he doesn't have OCD but just has a knack for fashion, he hates mismatching clothes and will offer a free make over to anyone who she needs it.

Outfits:
Often times Alroy has a different outfit every single day, he never wears the same one twice a week. His normal ensemble is Light peach overalls and a crop top that's usually grey or white. He likes to wear feminine clothes and refuses to think that something that is worn is for one gender. He loves to wear skirts, crop tops and short shorts. Alroy sounds like a manly name but his clothing style challenges his name itself. He loves to wear anything that shows his stomach while being modest at the same time. While he seems to like to show skin he hates being called degrading names because of it. Finally he either wears scarves, handkerchiefs around his neck or a necklace. He prefers converse or heels.


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kalon used;; cara


*** side note, it's suggested but not necessary to listen to this while you read. ***

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the recital was the most important thing that's happened to you in a long time. you didnt get a super important part, but it's more the fact that your family will be here to see you perform and for the first time, you're confident in your ability to impress them. you want them to be able to tell how much you've practiced, and you're stomach is filled with butterflies as you scan the crowd, looking for familiar faces.

minutes pass, and even with routine checking, your parents arent there. you keep checking, and you keep finding nothing but a sea of unfamiliar faces full of judgement. the anxiety churning in your stomach grows and grows until it's the size of a skyscraper, and you feel your chest tighten while you struggle to breathe.

stage fright creeps up on you and you feel all your confidence drain out of you. you clutch at your stomach uneasily, the feeling of anxiety crushing you under its weight. you dont think you can do this--you know you cant do this.

someone snaps you out of your mental meltdown by taping your shoulder, and you jerk around to see your sister holding a single daisy.

"what.."

"mom and dad couldnt make it--something came up-- but i got off work early so i came instead." she stepped closer, smoothing your bangs out of your face and fixing the silvery tiara in your hair before placing the daisy delicately behind your ear.

"there."

you dont know what to say, so you dont. you just grip the hem of your dress and try not to cry, because do you really deserve this? do you really deserve someone so kind to you? you dont think so.

"you can do this, okay? go get em, peach." she nudges you forward, and you take several hesitant steps forward before stopping to wave at her and wipe your eyes. she leaves, and you peak around the curtains hanging over the stage to see her take a seat in one of the front most rows.

you repeat what she said in your mind like a mantra, and join the other kalons on the stage.

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the steam of the hot chocolate drifts into your face, and you blow into the mug between your fingers, eager to taste the liquid inside but not so eager to burn your tongue.

"hot?" cara laughs, and you look up from your mug to scowl at her, but nonetheless laugh a little too.

"yeah, a little." you stick your tongue out as you move to stare at the mug again, blowing softly at the warm liquid. when you feel the overbearing heat of the hot chocolate simmer down to a comfortable warmth, you take a hesitant sip, pleased to find how it tastes as good as it looks.

you think your sister notices, and points at her eyes while muffling a laugh behind her hand. "your eyes--they were really big. never had hot chocolate before?"

"no, not really.. just the cheap packets a few times during the holidays." you reply, wiping some whipped cream off your nose and mouth.

"what?! that's a crime to humanity right there! at least we got you some Real Deal hot chocolate though; dont know if i could live with myself knowing somebody has never ever had the honor of aunt marie's legendary hot chocolate."

"aunt marie?" you ask, perking your ears curiously.

"yeah, she's my aunt. and yours too now, provided you want her to be." she gave you a look out of the corner of her eye, and you shake your head and continue to sip away at your hot chocolate.

"we'll see."

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you wake up in a cold sweat, fingers curling in your shirt while you try to steady your breathing. you spend what feels like hours just sitting there, trying to be quiet and not wake anyone else up. your chest hurts, and you really want to get some water or something, but you're too scared to leave your room.

minutes pass before you hear the door creak open, and you squint into the darkness, trying to piece together who's there from the small crack of light peeking through.

"bad dream?" your sister asks, and you feel relief wash over you that it's not your parents. she comes over slowly, shutting the door behind her, and takes a seat on the end of the bed. she looks tired, drowsy from sleep, and you wonder if you woke up her somehow and that's why she's here.

"hey, stop thinking so much. you'll kill all your brain cells." she says teasingly, flicking your forehead gently before taking on a serious expression. "seriously though, what's up?" a tinge of worry makes her features go softer, and you shrug your shoulders noncommittally, not really keen on explaining what you cant even understand yourself.

"jus' a bad dream."

she looks at you, but it's not mean or judgemental--she's just worried about you, and you appreciate that, you do, but talking right now just isnt an option. "sounds to me like something is on your mind." she raises a brow your way, as if trying to persuade you to talk to her. you scoff under your breath.

"im just anxious, alright?" you stare at your knees, running your fingers along your arms to try to ease your anxiety. she takes on a sympathetic look, and you frown because you dont want her to feel like that.

"i feel like that's not all this is." she says plainly, looking at you in worry.

when you dont reply, she speaks up, but what she says is not what you expect.

"tell you what;" she says with a grin, and you raise your eyes to look at her suspiciously, "im serious! listen, tomorrow there's some new movies coming in at the local theater. it'll just be you and me, no one else. mom and dad wont even know, ok?"

the offer is tempting, but... "i dont have any money."

she just smiles wider, and you idly wonder if she could outshine the sun with it.

"that's fine, since im paying." she looks so smug now, like she's got this all figured out and secretly had it planned out anyways and this just gave her an excuse to actually do it. "and before you say anything, consider it sister bonding time. your job is just to have fun, alright? that's all you gotta do. you down?"

you contemplate her offer for a few moments before nodding hesitantly, swallowing around the knot in your throat. "y.. yeah. yeah, okay."

"awesome. now try to get some sleep, and dont be afraid to call me if you need me." she leaves quietly as she came, and you fall asleep easier than you have in a long time.

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