xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Wᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ: Life is full of changes, and Coty hates them all. It's so hard to be a kid, but much more so when everything gets turned upside down. When everything seems nice and calm, Coty is always worried for the next big change.
xxxxx⇾Cᴀᴜᴛɪᴏᴜs: In a life full of chaos, Coty learned to be careful of everyone and everything. She avoided anything she wasn't certain was safe, leading to holing herself up to prevent anything outside her safe little bubble. People were awful, animals would bite or scratch, but her bedroom was safe... usually.
xxxxx⇾Sᴏғᴛ-Sᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ: Despite feeling big emotions, Coty fears that no one really cares what she had to say. She usually stays quiet in conversations, only speaking up when directly asked, though her voice always held a quiet quiver. Even in emergency situations, she can't bring herself to speak up.
xxxxx⇾Sᴇʟғ-Cʀɪᴛɪᴏ̨ᴜɪɴɢ: When you grow up with parents who judge everything, you start to judge yourself. This is especially true of Coty, who just wanted some sort of validation from her parents. They, of course, really didn't care much. But, she started turning their loathing in on herself, making it hard to even get up some days.
xxxxx⇾Sᴏ̨ᴜᴇᴀᴍɪsʜ: Life is.... gross. Especially in a messy family. Coty grew to hate a lot of textures and foods, simply because they made her feel icky. She hated cleaning up after messes, but was forced to do so, causing breakdowns at the thought. Any time she got ill, it was a horror show of gross stuff, and she hated it even moreso.
xxxxx⇾Lᴏᴠɪɴɢ: Despite her rough upbringing, Coty always had a soft spot for certain things. Sure, cats scratched and dogs bit, but they could be sweet, soft animals too. People were generally awful, but that didn't mean Coty didn't care for some. Even though she never really felt loved, she tried to love others as best as she could.
xxx𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Big Scary Dogs xxxxx⇾Angry Grown-Ups xxxxx⇾Alcohol xxxxx⇾Deep Water xxxxx⇾Shouting
xxx𝐻𝑜𝒷𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Drawing pictures, usually of round birds xxxxx⇾People-Watching xxxxx⇾Playing Dress-up
xxx𝒮𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑔𝓉𝒽𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Good at avoiding danger xxxxx⇾Good at hiding
xxx𝒲𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Skittish and afraid of people xxxxx⇾Extremely sensitive to textures, especially with "icky" things
xxx𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾To pet a really fluffy bird xxxxx⇾To see her mommy and daddy get better and be nice
xxx𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Forever touching icky things xxxxx⇾Drowning
xxxℬ𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂xxx
xxx𝒞𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx Coty was born in a slummy area of London, rough neighbors, cops being called a lot, and all that. Her parents wanted a son, then had a rough pregnancy, what with trying to stop (or at least slow) their bad habits. After Coty was born, their temptation to refrain went away, so she was often neglected or outright mistreated. When she became a little more independent, she was often locked in her room, while her mom attempted to kind of prevent her from seeing anything too horrible.
When she was almost 4, Coty had to go to the hospital after breathing became difficult. Her parents were told to stop smoking indoors, and to make sure she used her inhaler and nebulizer. Her mom tried for a couple days, but daddy didn't seem to care, and continued smoking indoors and invited friends to smoke along with him. Less than a week later, Coty was back in the hospital, and this time, the doctor was none-too-pleased. He called some nice people, who talked to her a bit, then investigated her home. All that in knowledge, they decided Coty would be better off in a special home for kids until a good family could adopt her. It was a terrible change, which triggered so many scary panic attacks. After a few weeks of care, Coty finally got a little more comfortable, though she still didn't much like it.
After hanging out with the volunteers, Coty made friends with one called Finley who would help his dad with haircuts. He didn't even get caught up when her curls got a little tangly! And then he introduced her to his husband, Chadwick, who said he had a whole big, giant family! After making friends with both, they'd even asked if they could adopt her! She made them promise they'd help her with her medicine, and after they (happily) agreed, they signed up the paperwork and brought her home. Now Coty's got two dads, a big sister... and a million others!
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