Also Ducktales, TOH, almost every Glitch show except sunset, Amphibia, gravity falls, HH, and MLP!!
She/her/they/them (to be clear; for both ooc and in. I don't care much about pronouns, but please don't use He/Him!)
Jordyn (Wayne? Clawthorn? Stark? Idk any more. I've been adopted too many times.)
Silly
I love the stars 💫
“Look to the stars, my darling baby boys. Life is strange and vast, filled with wonders and joys. Face each new sun with eyes clear and true, unafraid of the unknown, because I'll face it all with you.” ✨
Ooc posts will be in purple and/or the (_) format depending if there's an in character part or not!! It'll be half and half if it implies to both. It will also be purple if it does not do anything for either, like random quotes, ECT.. It's blue if it depends on the fandom!
Ps: Jordyn is OC, Dia is what you can call regular me!
Asks are welcome! If you keep it appropriate, nothing is really against me. I'm glad to be in roleplays as long as there's no NSFW or anything. Remember that I AM still a minor! Otherwise, everything is fine! I don't need notice to be tagged or randomly put into roleplay, but do remember that sometimes I might not respond immediately and I am still figuring this app out! Thank you.
Side note, some of the things I say didn't happen in an actual RP! Most of the time—since I'm new to this app—conversations didn't happen. They're likely just RP starters or something Jordyn had happen to her at some point. Otherwise just silly things that are jokes, references, etc..
SLURS ARE NOT WELCOME. Even if you can reclaim it, I often feel uncomfortable with it and it is often offensive to some people.
Thank you for your time! If you have any questions about my OC, preferences, etc. please don't be afraid to reach out!
Monsters Inc sequel idea where they get assigned a new door to make a child laugh, however upon entering they find that they can't figure out how to do so. It's an older child (13-14?), and they always seem down and don't really talk much. Unknown to them, they have depression. The movie goes on with Sulk and Mike not giving up on making this kid laugh even though they were told to be a lost cause, and gets into how much of an effect depression has on people, especially kids. At the end, the child finally smiles a true smile that will stay, and tells them goodbye before finally heading home with the courage to actually talk to people and ask for help, leaving with an actual laugh. They finally got what they had originally wanted, but so, so much more. There'd be like a breakdown scene where she cries and admits what's going on and how they felt crazy for feeling such a way, and the two learn that just making a kid laugh isn't always enough. Sometimes, you have to really reach out to make their day or even life better. And doing this maybe like, gives even more energy when they laugh or something idk
Haven't watched the movie in a while so if this doesn't work mb
I drink paint regularly@jordyntheanxietygremlinPostsPinnedAvatarjordyntheanxietygremlinNov 11, 2025I Like DC and marvel shenanigans!! Also Ducktales, TOH, almost every Glitch show except sunset, Amphibia, gravity falls, HH, and MLP!!She/her/they/them (to be clear; for both ooc and in. I don't care much about pronouns, but please don't use He/Him!)Jordyn (Wayne? Clawthorn? Stark? Idk any more. I've been adopted too many times.)Silly
Hazbin Hotel OC's fic. Not putting ALL of this in purple, so just pretend it is. It's not in character when I'm writing all of this, to be clear.
Alice POV btw
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Bend, Oregon.
It was perfect before.
Before the divorce. Before everything.
It was just me, my dad, and my mom.
And then, as all things do, it went to shit.
They got divorced. I went with my mom, unfortunately. My dad disappeared. And the thing is, I was close with him. I still sorta miss him. He and I were a duo. Me and mom, on the other hand... We never really saw eye to eye.
"Alice Watson? Is Alice here today?" The teacher called. I raised my hand.
"I prefer Alice Woods, Mrs." I told her. She nodded and confused. God, the first day of school is always the worst. I thought. I never really liked school, anyway. Just a bunch of brats and some old hags who thought they could cram knowledge into our heads. Most of the stuff we learned I knew already, anyway. But, my mom made me go either way. Said it was important. Still don't get why, though. Homeschool would have been better, if we had just stuck with it. But she insisted I socialize with kids my age, unfortunately..
Soon enough, the bell rang. I got up, grabbing my bag and starting to head out. I ignored the random girls who called after me. I did not want to deal with any other snobbed nose brats today. Thankfully, they gave up soon enough.
"I'm home." I called out in a grumble, setting my schoolbag down near the door. I walked into our house, spotting my family in the kitchen. Out the window, I spotted the backyard that led into the deep woods.
Family. Tch. They were not my family. Not those.. Strangers, anyway.
I couldn't understand it. My mom remarried barely four months after the divorce. How could she move on so fast? My little ‘sister’ spotted me and waved, but I just rolled my eyes in return and went to my room, closing the door behind me.
"Stupid mom.. Why does she keep insisting? John is not my dad. Ellie is not my sister. And my name is not Alice Watson! Is Woods. And it will always be Woods." I snarled, sticking my nose up at nothing in particular. I was just so frustrated. I couldn't understand any of it.
I sighed, glancing out my window and at the treeline. Maybe a walk before dinner would calm me down.
I grabbed my satchel from off my bed, putting it around me. I opened my door, heading towards the back of the house.
"Oh– where are you going?" John asked.
"Out."
"For what?"
"A walk. Now could you leave me alone already?" I scoffed, opening the door.
"Don't talk to your father that way, Alice." My mom shot.
"He's not my dad." I shot back.
"He is. Didn't I tell you to stop talking like that? Say something like that again and you're grounded." She threatened.
"He's. NOT. My. DAD." I told her before slamming the door behind me and quickly walking through the backyard and into the treeline. I knew the path well. We had lived there my whole life, and my dad used to take me on hikes back deep into the woods. I decided that day to follow one of the old paths we used to take, one faintly resembling a trail. But only if you looked hard enough.
I exhaled. Why'd things have to be so stressful? Can't people just leave me alone already? I didn't get it. How come nothing was mine and mine alone anymore? Mom kept insisting I share with Ellie, which was stupid. It wasn't like she was my actual sister. She was just some girl related to the man mom married. She was a stranger. Not some close relative that randomly showed up.
"What the–" I groaned. Poison ivy was blocking the normal path. Big bushes, too. It'd been a while. I wasn't surprised things had changed. But still. It was annoying.
I spotted an opening and decided I'd try to go around. Couldn't hurt. I went through and.. After a bit of walking, I couldn't really recognize where I was anymore. It looked different from anywhere I'd walked over there before. And I knew this forest like the back of my hand.
It was getting denser, though.
Finally, I spotted a path. Figuring it was my best back of making my way back, I started walking it.
But I came across something.
"..Woah.. The hell..?" I mumbled, stopping dead in my tracks. A cabin? Looked abandoned, too. I glanced around. No one was nearby. It was quiet.
I decided I'd explore it.
Heading inside, I glanced around curiously. It was definitely old. And.. Kind weird. There were all sorts of odd trinkets and herbs. Something you'd expect from a witches house during Halloween, honestly. I spotted a flight of stairs going up. I went up them, looking around at the upstairs. Or, well, it was more like an attic.
"Hm." I made a mental note to come back there some time and started to head down the stairs, knowing dinner would be done soon.
Then I heard a creak.
I paused.
"..The hell–.." I muttered, crouching down. With a bit of struggle, I pulled up a floorboard. Under the floor was a compartment. With.. some dusty old book in it?
I picked up the book, blowing some of the dust off it. A cough a bit before opening the book. The first page was ripped, but it said ‘This book belongs to’ above where the damage was. I looked at the second page. A note?
"‘To who finds this book, may you be wished luck. Do not let the magic consume you’" I read aloud. "Pft. What nonsense is that?" I chuckled, opening to a random page. Instructions for spells. Couldn't possibly be real. I thought about trying it..
Suddenly my phone buzzed. I jumped, slamming the book closed. I took my phone out of my satchel. A text from mom. Dinner was done.
"Damnit.." I shoved my phone in my bag and put the book back, sealing it with the floorboard again. I stood up and ran out of the cabin, heading home.
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Yeah, that's it for now. I'll do more soon, though!!
