do you hear HONEY, HONEY BY ABBA playing? oh, that must be LILAH LIU breezing by. i don’t know if you recognize them, but they look like LOLA TUNG to me. i heard that SHE has been in town for SIX YEARS, which is crazy considering they are TWENTY-FIVE years old. yeah, they live over on OCEAN AVENUE, and i heard that they work as a ORCHARD FARMER & ANIMAL RESCUE WORKER ( IN TOWN ). i love that they remind me of THE WIND IN HER HAIR AS SHE CYCLES THROUGH TOWN, FRUIT-STAINED OVERALLS AND MUDDY WELLIES, THE MELODIC SOUND OF LAUGHTER ON A CALM SUMMERS EVE, A LADYBUG SITTING COMFORTABLY ON THE TIP OF A FINGER, but … ugh, their playlist is so weird. why are GHOSTBUSTERS, YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND & US AGAINST THE WORLD in the queue?
full name : lilah liu birthplace : shelburne, vermont birthday & zodiac : july 11th, cancer parentage : junde liu & vanessa liu ( adoptive - paternal uncle ) sibling(s) : older brother, liam liu occupation : orchard farmer & animal rescue worker at blossom point orchard & sanctuary ( family owned ) pets : every animal at the sanctuary. notable mentions : her border collie clover, olive the goat, and daffy … her favourite grumpy duck. relationship status : single gender identity : cis female sexual orientation : pansexual
hobbies, interests & likes : baking, cooking, making jams and preserves, knitting, crochet, embroidery ( she likes to embroider every item of clothing she owns, making it more personal to her ), reading, swimming in lakes and rivers, collecting stones and shells, painting ( though she isn’t very good at it, she just finds it relaxing ), old movies, slow songs on early mornings, stargazing, the smell of grass and fresh air. dislikes : rushed mornings, digital books, cold tea she's forgotten about, littering, people who abandon their animals !!!, alarm clocks, busy morning commutes, the smell of bleach, failed sourdough loaves.
backstory.
trigger warnings include : teenage pregnancy, pregnancy complications & adoption.
life began with two teen parents, not even adults themselves. they looked at lilah with love, sure, but in their hearts they knew they weren't meant to be parents at this point in their lives. they had dreams of their own, ones they weren't ready to let go of. adoption was the plan from the moment two lines appeared on a cheap test bought from the local pharmacy. however, as the process went along, no one truly felt like the right fit. lilah's birth mother struggled with the idea of handing her baby over to two strangers. her elder brother, daniel, had not long welcomed a son with his wife vanessa. the pair had always imagined having more than one child, but complications during childbirth meant that vanessa could never carry another. while content, they began to wonder if it would be so crazy, to adopt their expected niece, give her a good life filled with love and care. the moment the idea was mentioned to lilah's birth mother, she sobbed. finally, a sense of relief washed over her. with her brother, she knew her child would be loved. safe. the papers were signed not long after she was born. lilah went home wrapped in a soft yellow blanket, not to strangers, but to family. daniel and vanessa raised her alongside their son on a small farm tucked into the quiet countryside of vermont. the house was nothing fancy. it came with creaky floorboards, drafty windows in winter, and a porch that leaned slightly to one side. but it was warm in all the ways that mattered. chickens wandered freely through the yard, the garden growing bigger every year, and the kitchen always filled with the smell of something baking. lilah grew up knowing exactly where she came from. there were no secrets in the home. her birth mother visited when she could, more like a distant aunt than a ghost from the past. lilah never felt like she was missing out. if anything, she felt like she had more love than most. daniel and vaness were her parents. it didn't matter where she'd come from. they knew all her quirks, her habits, her favourite songs. they held her through heartbreaks, celebrated all her wins, nurtured every hobby she took an interest in . . . and there were a lot. she spent most of her childhood outside. mud on her boots, grass stains on her knees, wind in her hair. she learned early how to care for animals — how to move slowly around nervous ones, how to recognize what they needed without words. daniel taught her how to plant and harvest. vanessa how to cook, bake, preserve fruit. by the time she was a teenager, lilah could run half the farm on her own. often times it didn't feel like work at all. when she was nineteen, life shifted again. daniel and vanessa had been dreaming bigger than their small farm allowed. when land opened up near the town of cider point, they took the chance and started over. the orchard came first, rows of young fruit trees stretching across the property. soon after the animal sanctuary began to grow with goats, rescue horses, chickens, and the occasional unexpected arrival. lilah never questioned going with them. home wasn't where she was, it was a feeling. one she could find just about anywhere that allowed her to feel free.
personality.
lilah is the kind of person who feels most like herself with dirt on her hands, wind in her hair and the sun on her face. she's gentle by nature but quietly strong, and has little patience for unnecessary drama, often finding herself baffled by how easily people invite chaos into their lives. most days are spent tending the orchard or caring for the sanctuary animals. she loves loudly. not just romantically, but platonically too. she has a deep appreciation for nature, and tries to find the good in world that can often be tainted.
