#* betl.

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concept of home and family.

CHARACTER HEADCANONS.   accepting!

for cheyenne, home is a far away concept, some sort of ideal that’s present in her memory as a warm and welcoming place but somewhere where she can never return. she has fond memories of her childhood but to her that’s all they are: memories. her family, such as it is, is found among her fellow soldiers, but even that is precarious and easily shattered. depending on the verse, she conceptualizes her new home as a ship or a base, but even that is secondary to being with the people there.

betl travels a lot, even though she used to be pretty stable, but she typically has a small research vessel to call her own. she’s gone through a lot of uprooting in her life, first when she was a very young child, then when she moved away from her family, then when she married her husband, then with her divorce, and then with her new job. even though she has had support over the years, she’s had to rely on herself for a lot of things and to make her own way, especially with all the turnover in her life. her family was big, loud, and shared everything, so she often got lost as an individual, and then her own attempt to start a life with her husband didn’t work out either. she thinks of family as something that she’s constantly working towards, for that sense of belonging.

home for lizzie is a bad feeling in her gut—familiar and unpleasant. she had a markedly horrible childhood and was neglected by her parents, so she doesn’t trust anything that looks like comfort. any real home that she had was in the woods where she played as a child, where she could make some kind of belonging for herself. she doesn’t like to get attached to people or places, let alone long enough to call them home or family.

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6 for betl!

uncommon questions for ocs and their creators   ///   accepting.

6. Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

immovable unless they’re unjust. in that case, she’d still try to do everything she could within the law’s confines before she considered anything else. betl also comes from a world where the law and its enforcement is much more just and has more of a safety net for people who don’t have the means to support themselves than ours. but there is still discrimination and bias, (though not on the basis of race or sexuality like in our world) and this doesn’t mean that people cannot exploit the law. it’s not a perfect system. but even though regulations may cause a big fuss and a lot of time spent in bureaucratic nonsense, she believes in them as a fundamental principle.

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when asked where she’s from, often by people on earth who are skeptical that another person doesn’t know what a stoplight is or remark at her odd name, betl will say that she’s from hungary. this has worked pretty well so far as no one she’s met in the usa seems to know anything about hungary.

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i made my ocs using this picrew... in order they are betl, miri, marlene, and lizzie!

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seasonal aesthetics.  /  for betl kless repost, don’t reblog!

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.  a chill right down to the bones. tobogganing. teeth chattering. sleeping all day.   sitting by the fireplace. spending time with family. layered clothing. seeing another’s breath. loving the cold. a state of inactivity. cold hands. blistering winds shaking the closed windows. a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them. cable knit socks. a bitter remark. a log cabin in the middle of nowhere. hating the cold. full length windows to peer out of. pale skin. deep conversations. watching the snow fall. sharp edges. hot cocoa. smelling every candle in the store. a wild snow storm. melancholy. lighting candles around the bathtub. snow globes. expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words. the softest of blankets. liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.  the smell after it rains. being in control of yourself. a soft breeze blowing your hair. lightning when it strikes. cherry blossoms. bright mornings. the first sign of hope. the relief of finding something you lost. paris in the spring. birds chirping. the art of growing. a kiss on the cheek. the clap of thunder. a tornado in the valley. smiling at a stranger. planning. saccharine pinks. making promises. trying something new. hugs when you need them most. a bee sting. sitting on the steps of the met. coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm. picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun. that feeling you get when you put on a good dress. a long hike. rushing when you can take your time. going to the gym/training at ungodly hours. excitement for what’s coming. becoming yourself. rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.  lanterns lit around a campfire. seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again and again. melting ice cream. the warmth of sun rays upon skin. fireworks. the feeling of never wanting something to end. beach days. the lone blow up floaty left in the pool. drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else. music blasting at 3am. loud and proud. palms trees on sunset boulevard. longer days and shorter nights. wanderlust. nights spent staring at the stars. sand castles. road trips. blood orange sunsets. leaving the laundry to hang outside. flowers in bloom. sneaking out of your room late at night. pure contentment. barefoot in the sand. the street lights coming on. the sound of the ocean in a seashell. freshly squeezed lemonade. loose clothing. a cannonball into the pool. sunflowers. the hazy pink before dusk. relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.  the leaves changing colors. a heavy backpack. the smell of old books. eating until you’re stuffed. deep, dark woods. the silence in loudness ( the loudness in silence ). abandoned houses. ripped jeans. crunching leaves beneath feet. feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window. having endless amount of work. charcoal drawings. screaming into a pillow as loud as you can. pumpkin patches. creaky floorboards. accepting that some things do have to change. museums. small talk. being ignored.   procrastinating. a door slamming shut. going to bed early. baking pies. the fear of walking alone in the dark. feeling completely and terribly lost. a twig snapping. crisp, cool days. belly laughter after crying. converse. foggy mornings at the shoreline. writing a daily entry in a journal. a lonely day.

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16 for cheyenne ? or any of your muses really.

SHIPPING MEME.   ///   accepting!

16. does your muse believe in soulmates?

nope, cheyenne does not. betl and miri believe in the power of an instant connection with someone, as they’ve both experienced it, but they don’t think that there’s someone that they’re specifically determined to be in love with. betl is more of a romantic than miri, though. gita is also a hopeless romantic but although she daydreams about soulmates, she doesn’t actually believe in them.

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send  📂  for a random yet completely useless headcanon i have

betl wears completely ridiculous, very odd, very tacky shirts, the weirder the better. she just thinks they’re neat! don’t ask her she’s offline in bulgaria

dogs don’t like nikita. it’s not her fault she’s a robot and smells weird to them :( but she tends to avoid them because she doesn’t want to make a scene when a dog starts barking at her