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Marlo
TW: Suicide, christianity, self harm
The next day Adora looks over the guardian requests and she notices one for a trans man. Adora remembers trans being someone who was born as the wrong gender, they face a lot of harassment for finding their true selves. It seems like the paper has been waiting for someone for a while. Without a second thought, Adora grabs the page reading it through.
“Job Wanted Posted XxXx Female Trans Name(s): Macey, Marlo Suffers from body dysphoria, depression, suicidal ideation Upper level”
It’s an upper-level job but no one has taken it. There are plenty of upper-level angels, actually, there are not a lot of lower-level angels as it’s rare for someone to decide to become one and continue pass training. Adora is certain that she will be allowed the job since no other angels have taken it so far.
Walking up to Alice to have the role checked she skimmed it and denied her.
“What?!?” Adora said shocked.
“This job is for upper angels Adora, you can’t handle it,”
“I can I swear. And no one else is taking it! This person needs help.” Adora begs.
“You can’t jump into big projects before you’re ready. It will just lead to failure. If you want I can push her to priority but-” Alice continues dismissively but Adora cuts her off.
“Her? They go by him? Will the other angels even help if they don’t respect his decisions?” Adora scolds her eye glowing fiercely.
Alice looks up from the sheet, seemingly sizing Adora up. “If this mission fails?”
“It won’t fail, I promise,” Adora says.
“But if you do fail, you will take a year off, and have to write a report on why you don’t haggle jobs along with your jobs report,” Alice says writing down her approval.
“Yes ma’am,” Adora says smiling.
She’s given the job location and sets off. Adora was shocked to find a large home and her target person had long brown hair. He was wearing some pyjama pants and a tank top that flattened his mid-sized chest, a binder. His arms were covered with red scars, self-inflicted she’s sure.
Well, Adora can see the first solution, he has to cut his hair. Why is it so long? Adora looks around the room and sees a pair of scissors lying on the floor. His room is messy too, she could probably help him with that too. Adora has the scissors glint catch Marlo’s eye and he looks over from his crouch on the bed.
Grabbing the scissors he turns it back and forth in his hands. Listening close to outside his room Adora can tell he’s thinking hard. She smiles excited about his transformation but before she can think he begins cutting open the scars on his arm.
“NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” she yells out holding onto his arms.
He feels a slight warmth but nothing else continuing, letting the blood drip down his skin. Adora panics turning Marlo’s attention to the first aid kit underneath his bed. He sighs softly setting the scissors down before cleaning up the cuts.
“That wasn’t supposed to happen. You were supposed to cut your hair. Your hair!” she screams worried watching him intently.
Marlo lays back down on his bed covering his face. He huffs and pulls off his binder stretching his ribs and arms. “Shitty day, shitty body,” he mutters before lying down and falling asleep.
Asleep? How can he fall asleep at a time like this? He just sliced open his skin and he’s acting like nothing happened? Adora is so confused, but she decides to look at his past and relationships a bit more while he sleeps.
He has a dad. No mom, she died when he was young and was a church girl. His father is a church person too, high belief in Christianity. Marlo has yet to tell his dad about being trans, his name, or his pronouns but he uses them online. Marlo has a couple of friends online, they’re a bit unstable as well though and not always available. He’s in his final year of high school at least but Adora doesn’t think that will be the end of her mission this time.
How should she approach this case? It’s a lot harder than last time, naturally as it’s for upper-level angels. His haircut was supposed to help him but that didn’t work out. She took a peek inside his closet to see many blouses and dresses. More masculine clothes would help out too but how could he get them? Well either way Marlo was sleeping in filth and needed some serious help cleaning his room.
Angels can’t do much-moving things around, less humans will get suspicious, so she begins little by little. Things that would be hard to notice if you weren’t a master memoriser. Adora also brings in one of his dad’s shirts, lying on the closet floor among many other clothes.
In the morning Marlo gets up groaning and stretching. He looks down at the floor, barely less cluttered than before filling him with dread. Heading to the closet he grabs the first thing, a navy blue dress. Adora watches confused as Marlo changes into the blue dress rather than the shirt on the floor but she has no time to think as Marlo is already leaving the room.
She hurries after him down the stairs and into the kitchen. It was nice and full, big and bright. He grabs a granola bar and his backpack leaving the house in a hurry. Balancing the granola bar in his mouth and the backpack on his shoulder Marlo pulls out a big black hoody pulling it on.
Adora smiles, this hides his figure a lot more than that dress, and it hides his arms. It must be a favourite if it’s in his backpack she guesses. Marlo waits down the street with some other students keeping his head down. They must be waiting for the bus, Adora scans the crowd of students and surrounding houses. The neighbourhood was good, full of nice houses and kids who mind their own business.
The bus arrives and at school, Adora notices that Marlo hasn’t told anyone he’s trans. He meets up with two friends once off the bus, a girl named Lynne and a boy named Olive. They’re twins.
“Macey, how are you? I can’t believe the amount of homework they saddled us with!” Lynne shouts over as he walks to the two.
“I’m fine, I’m just tired, I was up working it all night,” he hums out.
“I know right, I wanna get out and live my life! I’m a senior now I’m supposed to be going out and having fun not staying in all night with homework!” she responds ecstatic to have her friend now. Lynne is a standard pretty, she has long blonde hair she puts up in a high ponytail. She has bright green eyes that beam with her even brighter smile.
“You’re a senior in high school, not college, chill out. You still have plenty of time to have fun and party,” said her fraternal twin Olive. Olive’s hair, though blonde had a dirtier tint to it. His green eyes were bright but kind and not as intimidating.
Lynne rolls her eyes and sits down chatting with Marlo until the first bell rings. Marlo and Olive head to Science for their first class. Adora watches and listens closely towards the other students when Marlo takes his seat. There are no outward remarks that stand out to her right away.
Later on, after lunch with Lynne and Olive, Marlo goes to PE. He enters the ladies' locker room and Adora follows. After taking off the hoodie Adora notices snickering behind Marlo. He grits his teeth and finishes changing out as fast as he can.
“Why would she mutilate herself like that? Bless her heart,” one of the girls says from the locker room before Adora allows out Marlo.
“Stupid girls, stupid school, stupid life,” Marlo mutters under his breath starting the laps. He wraps his arms around his chest tightly trying to his the scars somewhat, though it was useless.
The rest of the school day went by with little to say: some snide remarks here and there but nothing like with Theo. Before going inside Marlo takes off his hoody shoving it back into his backpack.
Adora hasn’t given up, she’s certain she’ll be able to find a way to help Marlo. Some of the girls at his school have short hair, like really short hair, She wonders if it’s possible to give Marlo one of those. How to get him a short haircut was the problem though, he can’t cut his hair, and she can’t do it herself without repercussions.
Days pass as Adora follows Marlo around. She tries her best to help him out, lying around magazines with short haircuts. That caused him to get yelled at by his father. Having him reach out to his online friends, helped a bit but Marlo can’t rely on online friends only. Bringing out his binder more, bruised his ribs.
Adora was at her wit’s end trying to figure out what to do. Nearly every night Marlo is self-harming and Adora is struggling to keep him safe. At home, Marlo was often alone or being yelled at by his father. At school, Marlo is being teased by other girls. His school friends provide support too but Marlo has started distancing himself from them no matter how much Adora tries to guide him towards them.
“You okay Macey?” Lynne asks. “You’ve seemed far away lately,”
Marlo winces hearing that name. “Yeah I’m fine, I’ve just been thinking a lot recently,”
“Well, you can tell us anything! We’ll always be your friend,” Lynne responded gently grasping onto Marlo’s hand.
Adora smiles bright hoping Marlo tells them. She emits energy to help the twins feel Maro needs support.
“If you need help, we’ll be here too. You don’t have to suffer silently.” Oliver adds.
Marlo mulls over his thoughts as Adora encourages him to share. “You’d stay my friend no matter what?”
“Of course, I mean unless you’re a killer or something,” Lynne giggles.
“Even if it goes against your religion,” Marlo mutters.
“What do you mean? We go to church together! What are you talking about,” Lynne asks.
Marlo fidgets avoiding eye contact. The twins watch glancing at each other for a second. Adora has seen what amazing friends Lynne and Oliver are just throughout these past few days and lays her hand on Marlo’s shoulder for comfort. “I think…no, I know. I know I’m trans. I’m a boy,” he says quickly forming the words.
Lynne and Oliver stared at him for a second before uncomfortably shifting in their seats. “Are you sure, I mean, we’ve all had thoughts like that before. I think you’re just having a test from God.” Oliver says.
“Oh yeah, totally, it’s just a test! You’ll grow out of it soon with enough faith Macey don’t worry. We can do a prayer group together if you want.” Lynne adds smiling brightly.
Marlo stays silent before shaking his head. “Oh thanks, I’ll be fine,” he says before getting up and leaving the table.
Adora is shocked staring at the twins. How could they say it was a test, God does not make tests like these. She quickly follows Marlo going to his next class silently. She tries comforting him but it seems to be pointless.
The rest of the day Marlo can’t stop fidgeting. He’s picking at his hoodie, at his skin, his hair. He’s looking back and forth between people. Adora has a bad feeling but doesn’t know how to stop it. On the way home, Marlo is quick to leave the bus and run inside.
He doesn’t take his hoodie like usual before going to his room. Pulling out his phone he messages his online friends a small ‘i love you’ before tossing his phone down.
“God please forgive me for I have sinned,” Marlo begins speaking grabbing his scissors.
“No no no! You’ve done good! You’ve done good Marlo” Adora cries out grabbing his hand.
A sigh escaped his lips continuing his prayer, “if this is a test I’m sorry for failing. I’m sorry for sinning, I’m sorry for not believing,” Marlo begins cutting up his arm opening scars and losing blood.
“No! Marlo no, please! Don’t do this!”
Falling to his knees Marlo takes the scissors to his hair. He cuts it shakily right underneath his ear. Blood is smeared and stained on his skin and hair. Marlo smiles into the mirror slicing open his neck, crying, as he waits for his last breath.
“Marlo please,” Adora cries holding onto him, holding him close. “You’re such a nice boy. You don’t deserve this. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I failed you. I’m sorry,” she sobs and gasps petting his new short hair as it becomes crusty.
Marlo’s spirit stands from his body as he looks down. "Who are you?"
Theo
TW: Christianity, Bullying
The next day after waking up Adora tidies up her books and looks at the guardian jobs needed. One she notices still up, abandoned, is for a bullied teenager who had been outed as bisexual. Adora had recognised the word, bisexual, it is part of the LGBT community.
She had decided that this would be the job she worked on. Grabbing the flyer she goes to the head of guardian angels to gain approval, a pretty simple task. They merely skim the job and make sure it’s up to your skill level.
“You want this job?” she asks looking up from the flyer.
“Yes,” Adora answers smiling softly.
“I mean, it’ll be a bit difficult, I think you could handle it but I should advise you not to delve too deep into things you don’t understand,” Alice says softly but sternly.
Adora frowns to herself and nods before being granted access to the job. She flies down to a small town in the country. Adora finds her assignment, a boy named Theodore, in his small apartment.
His home life had not been mentioned so she decided to watch him and his family. It seems fairly nuclear, a mother, a father, and a baby sister. Adora watches Theodore in his room, he’s finishing his homework and doodling on a sketchbook beside him.
“Theo, honey it’s time for breakfast,” his mother calls from their small kitchen
Theodore, also referred to as Theo, perks his head up. He sets his homework back in his backpack before walking out. Theodore's father is already at work so he won’t see him till after school.
“How did you sleep, honey?”
“I slept good, thank you, Mom,” he said. Theo eats his breakfast, toast and an egg with orange juice on the side. It was small but good.
After breakfast, Theodore’s mom drives him to school and takes his little sister to daycare. Adora follows Theodore through the halls. He keeps his head down his brown hair covering grey eyes.
“Kissing any boys lately Theo!” a kid mocks down the hall.
Theo tugs his hair narrowing his eyes at his feet as he nears his locker. Adora notices it’s littered with papers people have taped on. She tried reading them but Theo rips them down before she gets the chance. While Theo puts his bag away Adora picks up the pages to see what was written, more hate messages,
“Bicycle”
“Pick a side”
“Unnatural”
Adora is stunned by the hatred that these children can have for their peers. She looks back and follows Theo to his first class. He sits in the back of the class and tries his best to blend in and go unnoticed. It’s an unfortunate sight to see for the guardian angel.
Throughout the day people heckled and one even tried to ask him out as some strange prank. At the end of the school day, Theo’s mom picks him up, and he sits in the back waving and cooing at his little sister. He’s calmer now Adora notices. Happier.
Once home Theo sits down at the dining table and begins working on homework. He hears the heavy steps of his father approaching the door as it opens. Theodore looks up from the pile of papers smiling as the tired man walks in.
“Hi Dad,” he exclaims softly.
“Hey, how was school?” he asks in response. Adora smiled at the Father’s voice, It was rough but a kind of gentle she rarely saw.
Theodore shrugged, “the same old, I guess,”
“Those bullies still picking on you?” he asks. Theo gives a curt nod and his dad smiles brightly, “Well you gotta show them you can take it. Show them you’re in charge. Sock ‘em in the mouth, they won’t give you any problems I can guarantee,”
His mother scoffs lightly from the other room, “that’s a one-way ticket to detention,” she says.
“Sure, but it’ll show that you’re strong and can take what they dish,”
“You shouldn’t resort to violence, Theo. You’re a strong man. Just show them that they don’t get under you’re skin and they’ll stop, alright?” his mom adds in.
Theo smiles at his parents nodding and goes back to working on his school work. The night went by smoothly. They ate a small but good dinner. They played together and laughed and talked. Before bed Theo kneeled beside his bed and folded his hands, Adora had seen this action many times before for prayers. She listened intently hoping for a hint on how she should help him tomorrow.
‘God, I’m sorry for sinning, I’m sorry for being bi. Thank you for my loving and supporting family. Please keep them safe,’ he prays. His vibrations were deep showing his intentions were true. Adora smiles softly watching him get into bed before flying off to her dorms.
In the morning Adora goes to Theo’s home to find a family photo. It was easy to find a spare, one from his sister's birth in a kitchen drawer. She slips the picture into his binder before rushing off to his school before he finishes breakfast. Theo’s locker has begun acquiring hateful papers again but she begins getting rid of them before he comes.
Theo arrives, his head down as always, and reaches his locker. Theodore looks up preparing to rip off papers but sees a blank door. He smiles softly feeling a rush of relief before quickly putting his bag away. He hurries to the first period before heckles can be thrown his way. Adora follows him proudly. Pulling out his binder the photo falls out as a crude slur comes from one of his classmates.
Theo turns his head not noticing his family at first towards the sound of the remark. Adora doesn’t know quite how to fix it other than give guidance to take a deep breath and turn back to his desk, like his mother’s advice. Once looking back to his desk he sees the smiling faces of his mom and dad and the sleeping face of his baby sister. He smiles softly to himself placing the photo in a safe space before getting to classwork.
As the day continues Adora tries her best to get rid of physical reminders such as litter and reminding Theo of his family. Theo enters his Mom car kissing his sister on the cheek before exclaiming how much better the school day was.
“There were no letters in my locker, and I must have forgotten a family picture in my backpack because it fell out in math! And every time I got upset I just thought of you guys and I felt better,” he exclaims smiling brightly.
Adora listened smiling and followed them home as a precaution. Theo’s home life seems enjoyable and safe compared to school so she won’t have to watch him there going forward probably. As predicted the night went smoothly, much like the one before. Though Theodore kept telling everyone how special today was and how much better it was compared to usual.
Theo kneels beside his bed for prayer and Adora listens, ‘Thank you for today. Please keep my family safe and bring me more days like this please, it was great.’
Adora smiles bringing a hand to her chest before leaving. Instead of heading straight to her dorm, she decides to roam the streets to see what changes are going on, and see if she can see Xander again. She would love to tell her all about her mission so far. The night is young, a soft glow from the sun illuminating everything nicely. Unfortunately, the night doesn’t stay young forever and Adora does not find him.
She flies back to the dorms, humming happily, thinking of the best ways to continue helping Theo. Little did she know something big was gonna happen that was going to help her.
The next day, Adora starts checking on Theo before scurrying off to his school. She made sure his locker was bare when he came in. It was obvious that yesterday had made Theodore feel better but he was still wary of everyone.
“Hey Theodore, you sure seem happy,” a blonde girl said.
“Oh, hi Susan, I’m alright,” Theo responds. He doesn’t know what to say. Is this a prank? Is she trying to make a joke of him or be genuine? Adora looks at Susan quizzically reading her intentions but they all seem pure so she guides Theo to continue talking.
“There’s a partner project coming up in literacy, I was wondering if you’d be my partner?” she asks smiling. “We can do pretty much any book, I read whatever”
Theo thinks for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, we can be literacy partners,”
“Awesome! I’ll see you then Theodore,” she beams walking away, leaving Theo to ponder over her words.
Once Literacy began, as Susan had said there was a partner project, and as suspected looks of disgust were thrown towards Theo. Susan smiles brightly and walks over to him setting down her books.
“What book were you thinking of for this prospect?” she asks humming.
“I don’t know. The book list is pretty good. Maybe we should try ‘The Giver’ it sounds cool,” Theo says looking through the list of fiction books given to the children to make a project on.
“Yeah utopian but not is so cool! Let’s do it,” Susan agreed and went up to the teacher to tell her their book and grab two copies. Theo feels eyes glaring at him and Adora takes note trying her best to influence him not to care. “How should we divide this book up? We have a whole month for this project. Man, our teacher rocks, right?” Susan says sitting back down with a smile and handing a book to Theo.
“Well, obviously the first part is to read the book. It doesn’t seem too long so that’s nice. We can make a Google doc or something to share notes while we’re reading. And then afterwards we can decide what type of project we want to do,”
“Yeah! Hmm, 23 chapters. Well since we have a full month we can take our time. How about 2 chapters a day then we do the last 3 that’ll put us around two weeks to read the book and two weeks for the project,”
“That sounds like a good plan,” Theo smiles thumbing through the book. The two used the rest of the class period to begin reading ‘The Giver’ and Adora smiled watching them.
Throughout the rest of the day any free moment Theo had he continued to read. He was enthralled in the book without realising it finding a sort of comfort in Jonas the main character. Adora was happy that he found a haven through the verbal assault.
It was strange in a sense. How Theo only now learned how safe books could be but it was the start of something big for him. Adora could tell. She kept watch of him over the years as he finished high school. She blocked out what she could, filtering the hate, but Theo learned of the worlds where he’s alike. He felt better and graduated ending Adora’s mission. She wouldn’t lie, after years of making sure he was okay and happy she was sad to be moving on but she was happy to have helped and to have made a difference.
Adora stretched her wings and arms out wide walking around and smiling wide. She had a successful mission, a successful long mission with a queer kid no less. She wanted to meet up with that Cupid she meant not long ago and tell him all about it.
“Little angel, what are you doing here?” said a voice behind her.
Adora jumps turning around and smiles bright. “Xander! I was just looking for you! I finished an assignment for this sweet kid named Theo. He was getting bullied at school for being bi and after what you said I decided to do some reading and I think you’re right. We should be doing more to protect the queers. And I think it’s unfair that-” Adora begins excitedly to tell all about her mission and what she thought.
“Hold on there, you should be careful what you say. You can fall too, you won’t be much help down here. You don’t have a human form, do you?” Xander says, calmly keeping his eyes stern but curious.
Adora pauses watching him and nods. “Sorry. You’re right, it’s just so strange. Why don’t they want to help everyone? But I want to help everyone, that’s what I’m going to do!” she says determined.
“You can only go to the jobs posted and approved through. If you go behind the uppers' backs enough they won’t think twice about having you fall. Especially if they think you’re in contact with me,”
“Yeah, but I’ll do my best with what I have. I’m sure I can do it. I mean, you still help people too though don’t you?”
“Yes, but what I can do to help is a lot more limited than anything you can do,” Xander explains.
Adora nods thinking to herself. “Well, either way, I’m glad we were still able to talk. It was nice seeing you again Xander. I should head home and do some reading,” she hums before waving leaving the fallen boy to himself.
Once home Adora reads up on what the world is like now, how people live, are divided. She finds it entrancing and soaks all the information she can about how angels can use the common day technology to the advantage, and how it can be a disadvantage. Technology has made it easier for people to connect but it has also made it easier for people to harm others. As an angel Adora’s job is to help people stay safe but with ever-growing technology it’s more difficult than when her peers started.
CG Kirishima Head Cannons
Loves anything to do with sharks. Finds a shark stuffy? Gets it for his little. Baby shark? Play it all the time? His little made him a shark drawing? Its going on the fridge. And the books, he loves finding more and more shark books for his little.
Calls his little: Baby Shark, pebble, baby, and little one
Likes to be called: Daddy shark, Boulder, and Dada
Pixar for DAYS. Loves putting on Brave or Toy Story
I don't know why but I feel like he would make hot cocoa as a little drink
Loves to read to his little, before bed, after a hard day, date night. Just loves to read
Colouring dates!
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Can you tell I'm slightly obsessed with the idea of CG Kiri? Give me more ideas, these are really fun to make! =)
I got into a future au nurse Eri the other day too. My mom works as a nurse so I "borrowed" some scrubs she's not using. I see Nurse Eri as a trauma child response nurse and that idea is really cute to me.
You guys may not know but I cosplay. Here's some pictures of Mizore Shirayuki from Rosario Vampire
Adora's Masterlist
-Story about my angel OC's dealing with and helping queers. -I don't know how long each chapter will be or how often I will update bc inspiration comes and goes
Trigger Warnings: Christianity, queer harrassment, abuse, self harm, suicide (I will probably add more this is a semi dark series)
Adora's backstory
Meeting Xander
Theo
Marlo
Mission Failed
Helpful Chat
Classes Begin
Who Am I
Xander's Ex
Retirement
Girls' Night
Waited so long for the Dr I was able to make this and I'm still waiting -_- (30 min late now) and not even see by a nurse
