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[kendelias]

OC MEME: ocs as archetypes → the caregivers

“ The caregiver archetype is the most selfless archetype. They desire to protect, help, and care for others. They offer sustenance to the vulnerable. Their values are generosity, self-sacrifice, empathy, and selflessness. They see the good in most and respond with reassurance. They try their best to please everyone they come across. ”

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[streetsmartstevie]

Instagram DM || Stae

Mae: it looks great, stevie

[a few minutes of gay panic]

Stevie: thanks. he did a fantastic job with the design. and my stuff turned out good too.

[streetsmartstevie]

Texts || Gymboree

Mae: it's pretty

Mae: thanks ig

Mae: i won't throw it away

[Five minutes of gay panic later]

Stevie: ur welcome, im glad u like it.

Stevie: thats good to hear. i mean, its urs so u can do whatever u want with it. but still. makes me happy to hear ur gonna keep it

[streetsmartstevie]

Text || Gymboree

Stevie: HEY

Stevie: what the FUCK are you doing replying to suzy pepper???

[streetsmartstevie]

Text || Gymboree

Mae: it’s my birthday today and i think i know what you can give me as a present 😉

Stevie: the gift of my presence and uncanny wit?

[streetsmartstevie]

Text || Gymboree

Mae: im gonna assume the reason you havent texted me is bc i blew ur mind

Mae: ur welcome, no biggie. so does that mean we’ve completely moved on from the light coffee dump ??

Stevie: u overestimate ur abilities. its cuz i nearly froze my hands off in the polar vortex

Stevie: we're getting there. do u know how much shampoo i had to go thru to get rid of the brown color? i smelled like a coffee filter for three fucking days

[streetsmartstevie]

F2F || Stae

Stevie leaned against the handle bars of her bike and pulled her headphones around her neck as she waited by the crowded campus. A bunch of students were already milling around the area which mean Mae's class should be getting out any minute. Not that she knew her schedule or anything... Glancing at the bouquet of sunflowers that rested in her messenger bag, Stevie sighed. Hopefully Mae liked them.

She watched the doors of a nearby building open and caught sight of a familiar silhouette. Her breath caught in the back of her throat as she watched Mae from the distance. "Fuck it. Just fucking... go." She muttered to herself before pushing off to bike over to Mae. The students cleared a path for her, not eager to get run over by a bike tire as Stevie rolled up behind the other girl. "Hey, uh, hey Mae." Stevie called out, hoping that Mae would turn around and just... say something.

[streetsmartstevie]

Text || Gymboree

Mae: hey what rhymes w fizzy?

Mae: i'll answer it for ya

Mae: busy

Mae: are you busy?

Mae: ooooooor do you have some time to spare for me? 😉

[Days later]

Stevie: guess theres ur answer

Stevie: whats up?