Hey there. I'm an amateur author who spends way too much time on this site.
Tropes that apply to me:
- Alliterative Family: With my sister. (But no, I am not telling you our names.)
- Assurance Backfire: On the off chance you manage to catch me crying, please don't tell me not to cry. It doesn't help.
- Author Appeal: I'm the reason why about half of Enya's YMMV page consists of a single enigmatic B-side. "I May Not Awaken" is one of my favorite songs.
- Berserk Button: I've got a few, actually. Whatever you do, do not mess with my tea, insult my taste in music, tell the Chicken Joke anywhere near me, be homophobic or even heteronormative, imply that I'm anything but pagan (I've gotten a lot of spam emails from Christian colleges trying to recruit me), or be an Internet troll. And especially don't say that Suicide is Shameful or speak ill of the dead in general. (It's Personal.)
- Beware the Nice Ones
- Cast Full of Gay: I've grown infamous for writing these. (Not my fault if it's easier for me to get into their heads, although I am trying to branch out.)
- Catchphrase: I have a lot of them, but at the moment it's "yeah, but which god?", "how do I mental health?", and "platonic sweatshirt theft".
- Crazy Cat Lady: Sometimes I call myself this.
- Cuddle Bug: One of my most defining traits.
- Deadpan Snarker: Sometimes.
- Double Speak: If I suddenly start getting poetic for no apparent reason, be very suspicious.
- Drink Order: Tea if I can get it, milk otherwise.
- Due to the Dead: I have a semicolon tattoo that serves as a Shrine to the Fallen.
- Flowery Insults: A lot of my characters are prone to using these. They're just so much fun to write.
- Hates Being Alone: Hence the platonic sweatshirt theft.
- Heroic Vow: I have three, sworn on my semicolon tattoo. Remember the fallen. Give whatever aid I can to those in need. And take care of myself, as well. ("Avoid covering the tattoo" is kind of an unofficial fourth vow.)
- It's for a Book: Researching for a dystopian fantasy story has proven to be prone to involving a lot of looking up very strange things, but I think trying to figure out if it's hypothetically possible for a ten-year-old to safely have a natural birth takes the cake. (Turns out it is. It's happened before.) Thank the Lady for incognito mode.
- Jade-Colored Glasses: Downplayed. Depression will do that to you.
- Kindhearted Cat Lover
- Lipstick Lesbian: Although I never wear makeup. (The last time I wore makeup was for a photo shoot, and it took weeks to scrub it out of my eyebrows.)
- Nerds Speak Klingon: Downplayed, I don't know any conlangs per se, but I'm good with tengwar (the script of Tolkien's elf languages), and often write in it to sneak crass things under non-nerds' noses.
- Neutral Good
- Noble Wolf: Tied with cats for my favorite animal.
- No Sense of Personal Space: Though I've gotten better about it over the last few years.
- Not a Morning Person: I'll sleep until 3pm given half a chance.
- Other Me Annoys Me: I've been known to snark at my own subconscious, especially if I'm having a bad mental health day. (Or that one time I had a dream that ended up mostly consisting of her mocking me over the fact that I'd been mourning someone for a really long time. My subconscious is a jerk.)
- Punctuated! For! Emphasis!: "I'm a mess. Powers be my witnesses, I. Am. A. Mess." *dramatically kisses pentacle necklace*
- Samaritan Syndrome: I can be prone to this, especially around mental health stuff.
- Screw the Rules, I'm Doing What's Right!
- Talking through Technique: I've done Day of Silence every year since ninth grade, so I've had to build up some skill at this. I've had entire conversations in mime a couple of times, though usually I'll just pass notes back and forth (Day of Silence vows don't tend to prohibit writing messages down).
- Technical Pacifist
- The Gods Are Flawed: One of the things on my Official List of Reasons Why I Love Being Pagan (yes, I have a list) is that the deities are just as quirky as humans, but that means they're flawed too of course. This note contains irreverent snark, read at your own discretion
- The Quiet One
- The Stoic: I honestly feel like I'm a little too calm.
- Unusual Euphemism: I didn't start swearing until I was 16, so I tended to make up a lot of silly epithets to use instead. I still use them, because they're funny. Oh, My Gods! tends to result, because for some reason I really like to swear things on divine laundry. "Lady of Life's ever-loving shampoo" is another longtime favorite of mine.
- You Need to Get Laid: I say this about myself. I even have it written on my hand about half the time. In tengwar.
