Female troper in my very early 20s, living in Romania, Eastern Europe (more recent geographical sources list it as a Central European country, but I would hardly say such a thing, based solely on prevailing mentalities around here; in the end, we remain an Eastern culture, regardless of what progress the West has granted). A student of Political Science and Sociology, I has quite odd, unusual tastes, along with the habit of over-analyzing anything and everything that happens to interest me.
- Main fandoms:
- A list of tropes which are applicable to myself:
- All of the Other Reindeer
- Apologises a Lot
- Beware the Nice Ones
- Bifauxnen
- Blind Without 'Em
- Bookworm
- Brilliant, but Lazy
- Butch Lesbian
- Cloudcuckoolander
- Collector of the Strange
- Deadpan Snarker
- Forgets to Eat
- Former Teen Rebel
- Hates Being Touched — suddenly and without permission being granted. Needless to say, I'm not a fan of sudden bear hugs.
- Hot-Blooded — usually kept firmly under control.
- I Am What I Am
- Intelligence Equals Isolation
- Knight in Sour Armor
- Kuudere. And how.
- Nerd Glasses — which ended up being replaced by Cool Shades two years ago, for both aesthetic and practical reasons (given that hiding a condition like strabismus generally seems to improve social interactions).
- Definitely Not a Morning Person
- Self-Deprecation
- Sesquipedalian Loquaciousness. To a point. I don't necessarily use obscure words, as much as I have the unfortunate habit of phrasing something in a far more wordy manner than what is strictly necessary in order to get the point across. It's mostly an ingrained habit of mine — one that has managed to land me the title Queen of Teal Deer within one of my fandoms.
- Super OCD. It generally depends on the field in question. I'm pretty laid-back as far as living conditions are generally concerned, but I have a habit of turning into a neat-freak and attention-obsessed maniac when it comes to my hobbies — especially role-play and graphic design.
- Technical Pacifist
- The Glasses Come Off
- The Stoic — or, more correctly, Not So Stoic, depending upon who I'm interacting with.
- Ugly Cute — according to some. To others, I'm probably just bland in appearance. Then there are the few who probably find me to be an exponent of the Uncanny Valley. Paleness, one near-blind eye, generally gaunt features and a tendency to be semi-permanently lost in thought don't add much appeal.
- Who's Laughing Now?. Sometimes prone to snapping if the Berserk Button is hit one too many times, but it takes a significant amount of effort and cruelty from someone in order to achieve this, given that I'm usually a follower of the grit your damn teeth and bear it philosophy.
