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i have moved caitlin over to my multimuse! you can now find her here.
mediicait-blog reblogged
i have moved caitlin over to my multimuse! you can now find her here.
mediicait-blog reblogged
i have moved caitlin over to my multimuse! you can now find her here.
mediicait-blog reblogged
i have moved caitlin over to my multimuse! you can now find her here.
i have moved caitlin over to my multimuse! you can now find her here.
(i am interesting in continuing a couple of threads if that works --- @misdiirection, @barbcr)
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I understand the world has been stuck in a society where everything is divided by what’s normal and what’s not. But that ends now, and the world is finally changing. Things are finally getting better. People would often ask me how I did it, not what the process was. To me, it felt like they were questioning my ability to perform, rather than understanding the different ways of sharing access. Deaf process and hearing process are different, but no better than the other. We have good actors and then we have bad actors – just like hearing people do.
hc + movies, fairytales, drawing & nightmares :*
send me hc + a wordaccepting!
moviescaitlin loves movies, but she has almost no time to watch them --- and since she needs subtitles, she can’t just have them on in the background when she’s working. she’s almost always late to seeing the new releases, especially since captioned performances always seem to be at really inconvenient times for her, but when she does go to the cinema, it’s usually with her sister, because the two of them don’t spend enough time together as it is, and what better thing to bond over than boxes of popcorn bigger than their heads?
fairytalescaitlin was never a big fairytales person --- she used to get annoyed by the fact that all the women needed ‘saving’ by some prince or other, and if she and her sister did end up playing princesses or equivalent, she always wanted to be a knight princess. but she has very fond memories of her father reading stories to her before she went to sleep, fumbling through the signs in a language he hadn’t mastered yet just so that he could read to his daughter, and if nothing else, that makes her think fondly about fairytales.
drawingcaitlin is...not going to win any prizes for her art any time soon. she’s gotten very good at anatomical drawings that do look vaguely like the part of the body they’re meant to be resembling, but art was far from her best subject in school, although she did enjoy ceramics and getting to mess around with clay. she doodles in the margins of her notes when she’s studying, but just simple things like flowers, squares, and the occasional cat face.
nightmaresfor a very long time, caitlin’s nightmares were always about the same thing --- the people she loved dying horribly, being alone in an entire world where nobody spoke her language, sometimes she could even feel the ekg monitor flatlining. she still gets those kinds of dreams, and has to call her sister to calm down, but they’re much less frequent. now, she also has nightmares about failing, and drowning under all the things she has to learn, and everyone laughing her out of med school.
how badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? how do they pursue them?
some character solidifying meme from like 2 months ago.
desperately. caitlin feels like she’s got a lot to prove, for one, going into a profession that is typically the domain of the hearing, and she doesn’t want to let down the professors at college who encouraged her and gave her the confidence to go after something like this. she wants to do something she thinks her father would have been proud of, as well as make her sister proud --- the two people who really raised her and looked out for her. and she wants to help people. it doesn’t always show in her manner, but she does, particularly her community, because she’s a part of it, she understands it, and she knows how much it sucks to finally have to see a doctor and have them not know a single sign.
it’s a challenge, undoubtedly, but not one that she shies away from. caitlin’s incredibly stubborn and can be very bull-headed when she’s focused on getting something, and that’s how she approaches this. she works harder than everyone else, she asks more questions than everybody else, and she’s prouder than anybody else to be here. there’s absolutely no question in cait’s mind: she’s going to be a doctor.
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misdiirection
he greets her with a smile, small, brief as he takes his drink from her with offered thanks. “uh. yeah—” accompanied by a nod, quicker than it takes for him to offer verbal confirmation. christ. this is new territory, a little difficult and he’s not quite certain how much she’ll be able to catch. “i’ve got two. um.” should he be doing something with his hands? probably best not to even try, really.
he’s more nervous than she is --- caitlin is used to this, a constant presence in her life now that she’s not spending her time solely around Deaf people, and maybe there’s marginal irritation that heats beneath the surface of her skin, but at least it keeps her warm. and she wants to at least stumble through a conversation with him---he found her cat. that trumps everything else. she nods (see, she understands, or at least understands enough), raising two fingers and pointing to herself. [i have two, too.] cait frowns and then pulls out her phone so she can write. You met Echo, and Duchess.
petalbishxp
“–Yes!”
Wait. Gotta sign it, don’t be rude. Iah nods his head enthusiastically as he brings one hand up, makes a fist, and makes a similar nodding motion with his hand.
When should we go?
perfect---not that she thought he’d say no, particularly. iah seems just as into space as caitlin is...with a slight obsession with aliens that she lacks. [tonight? are you free tonight?]
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jdliebgott
He brings his own glass to his lips, mirroring her in action as dark hues never leave her own. & as he swallows, head tilts in a curious motion, all to INTRIGUED by the girl who spoke to him through beer mats. But as hands raise, signing something to him, it’s then he UNDERSTANDS——she’s deaf. & her hands lower, scribbling something down quickly, & he can’t help as his own gaze lowers to, the corners of his lips curving upwards into a smirk. A hand extends, pulling the beer mat from, pausing a moment before writing, HI: )
she sees the moment that it clicks for him, as clearly as if his face was subtitled, the understanding that the beer mat writing is less because she’s quirky and more because she doesn’t talk. and he’s cute; she watches him write the word down with a smile on her face, turning into laughter. [hi!] the word is just a wave, and she shakes her head, amusement evident. [you don’t need to write too.] of course, he probably doesn’t understand what she’s saying, but she takes it slow; he’s played along long enough that it doesn’t bother her. her fingers point from her eyes to his mouth: [i read lips.]
also i’d really appreciate headcanon questions, even if it’s just hc + word type ones!!
MY MUSE CAN:
bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive a submarine | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give cpr | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive calligraphy | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read morse code | pick a lock
tagging: anybody reading this right now
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Wendla, Melchior and Moritz reunion at the Tonys rehearsal :’)
(xx)
so uh. hi. i haven’t been on this blog in a while, whoops. but caitlin is still going strong, i plan to reply to whatever i owe, reblog a couple of memes, maybe even put up a starter call later!
and tiny reminder that this is my lowest activity blog and i can usually be found @sunbeamiing or @assuredofthis!
@heartsleeved ♥
is this her third trip to this particular starbucks today? yes. has she consumed far too much coffee for a person her size? given how jittery she feels, everything sparking bright, world buzzing, absolutely. does caitlin give a single fuck? no way. she’s in the midst of med school finals; she thinks she can get away with it. if she’d wanted to sleep at any point in the next decade, she wouldn’t have chosen to become a doctor. cut her and she’d bleed coffee, at this point.
she’s exhausted, wrung out, emotions bubbling beneath the surface no matter how hard she tries to swallow them down --- if she fails this year, she’ll prove to everyone who thought she couldn’t do it that Deaf people aren’t capable of being doctors. she’s got the weight of her entire community on her back...she has to pass. she needs to do well. she needs more coffee. and she needs to not have an asshole glued to her phone barrel right into her, knocking her books to the floor.
[watch where you’re going!] she snaps, hands staccato; doubtless the woman’s words are something rude (it’s caitlin’s fault, Deaf people can’t read, Deaf people shouldn’t be allowed out unaccompanied because they get in the way --- same shit, different day, and she’s seen it all before), but all she has to do is drop to pick up her books, and it’s gone, no ability to hear it, no focusing on the woman’s lips. it doesn’t hurt, words like that, especially when she doesn’t know what was said, it’s just draining, and caitlin sighs loudly as she straightens up, pulling herself back together and heading for the counter. now she really needs a coffee, or three. maybe a muffin.
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Character solidifying!
1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health? 34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?
Source: thescriptlab.com