#but technically that is a picture of him with his girlfriend's dog. no rainbow. after a month of nothing on his instagram. with no promo

[louehvolution]

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[randomoranges]

teacher au 

Desk Space

The students’ of 5C, M Édouard’s class, always really appreciate their teacher. They know his name is Edward, but it’s a French school and even when they try, it sounds more like Édouard than Edward, and after so many years, Edward’s gotten used to it and even grown fond of it. He says it’s his teacher persona name and sometimes imagines an entire different life for M Édouard who’s able to do many great things, while Edward chills in the back and waits to take over when the day ends. Even when his boyfriend uses his name (and not one of the multitudes of nicknames and pet names he has for him), it always falls closer to Édouard (but when Étienne calls him Édouard, it’s sweet and intimate and it warms his insides.)

 (Edward never really thought he would become a teacher and had more or less come to the profession by accident. He’d needed a job, they’d been hiring, he had half the degree done and then completed the other half. The school then offered him a full time position and – well, he’d decided to stay, for the kids, really, and the fact that maybe he could make a difference for some of them – get them back on instead of letting them fall through the crack. Or something equally poetic. He’d tried applying to other jobs, but nothing really interested him.)

 M Édouard’s students’ don’t know all of that. They know he comes from l’Alberta, which by now they can place on a map. They know he comes from Edmonton (and boy does it sound funny when they say it in French) and that he’s been in Montréal for a little over ten years now. They’ve calculated the distance between both cities, have done their own exposés on the differences and similarities between both places (just to see the surprise on M Édouard’s face – and somehow, every year, there’s at least one student who does such an exposé, and somehow, every time, Edward is completely surprised and delighted), and it isn’t rare for M Édouard to hear that one of his student’s would really like to visit Edmonton one day.

 Edward never lies to his students and is frank with them when they ask questions or when there’s something going on. His students are well on their way to becoming preteens and teenagers and one day, they will be leading the world, so they may as well start realising the problems that are in it. He pushes them to think critically, makes them look beyond the face value of news and new releases, and encourages them towards paths that interest them. He holds the science club and invites all students who might be interested and does his best to keep them motivated throughout the year.

 M Édouard’s students love him. They appreciate his dry sense of humour and his no-nonsense attitude. He’s fair and generous, but he keeps his word when it comes to discipline. Everyone can get a second chance, but you need to earn it. He talks to his troublemakers and does his best to find solutions before giving demerit points and it’s extremely rare that M Édouard has called home to have a serious discussion with a student’s parents.

 With every new batch of students’, M Édouard finds himself fielding the same questions. He doesn’t mind, likes to see which ones will come first and the reactions to some of his answers. He’s agreed, with Étienne, that the students don’t need to know that they’re together. No one’s ever really outright asked him if he and M Étienne are together, so therefore, it’s not a lie. Their colleagues know and have figured it out over the years, staff parties, PED days and end of year parties. It’s not a secret and they never intended it to be, but there was no whiteboard announcement about it either. Edward likes to think that his private life and school life can stay a little separate and Étienne likes to see how much he can get away with the students’ and if any of them will ever catch on. (They don’t and it’s funny. Many students’ have seen them leave or arrive at school together, Étienne has always dressed as Mme Élyse for Halloween and “pretended to be M Édouard’s girlfriend”, they eat lunch together more often than not, there’s a giant overlap between the art club and the science club, and still the students’ believe that M Étienne and M Édouard are really good friends. (They’re not wrong. Étienne is one of his best friends.))

 Still, Edward always makes sure to tell his students that they can be whatever they want, that he’ll care for them well after they leave these hallowed halls, and that they’ll always have a safe space in class 5C. There’s a rainbow sticker on his class window and he takes the time to explain what it means. They have discussions about what it means to be LGBTQA+, some students mention having a lesbian auntie, or a gay neighbour, and he ties it up nicely with other lessons in ethics and in French and the whole thing goes down smoothly. He sometimes hesitates and thinks of sharing his own story, but he never gets around to it – doesn’t want to stop the exchange of ideas amongst the kids. Maybe he’s holding back, maybe there is still some fear left in him that he’ll hear back from it from the parents or admin, but – he leaves it at that and figures he can re-examine it at a later date.

 Still, he tells his students’ they can always come to him, that he’ll lend them an ear if they need one and that even if they chose to be someone different, that he’ll always think them valid. The message doesn’t really have its full impact when he tells them that – not when they’re ten and eleven and still a little green behind the ears, but Edward’s had a few students now, from his earlier groups, come to see him out of the blue and ask if they could talk and catch up – if they could share something with him and thank him for what he’d said way back.

 (Edward never denies such requests.)

 Therefore, all that to say, when his new students ask him if he’s married, he’s honest and tells them no, he is not. (That answer might change soon. They’ve been talking about it – him and Étienne and they’ve agreed that it could be nice, soon, eventually. They’re already settled down and both their names are on the mortgage papers, but – it would be nice. At some point. Once they finish playing catch up with the last of the house renovations and they figure out which set of dishes they want to keep. The guestroom still has a few of Étienne’s boxes they haven’t sorted through yet, but summer is only so long and there’s always something better to do during it.)

 The students giggle and some boldly ask if he has a girlfriend. Again, he replies in the negative as he thinks of long curly hair, kind green eyes, and a bright smile that warm his soul. This generation still isn’t there, but Edward likes to think that maybe, in the second leg of his career, he’ll have someone sincerely ask him if he has a boyfriend and he’ll be able to say that he does and it won’t be a big deal.

 Then, there are all the other questions; does he have a pet (technically, it’s Étienne’s dog, but he says yes and always has a picture on hand of Mercury to pass around.) There’s the usual excited exchange about pets; dogs, cats, birds, reptiles, fish and then the usual questions about his age and where he’s from.

 The students like M Édouard and they’re never shy to ask him other questions, throughout the year, as they come. They like the fact that he decorates the classroom with them for every holiday. They like that he brings in cupcakes when it’s someone’s birthday. And they like that he lets them have snowball fights when the snow is soft and powdery, even if it’s forbidden by the school.

 Yet, for as much as M Édouard is pretty much an open book, his desk space is scarcely decorated, compared to many of the previous teachers’ the students’ have had in the past. There isn’t a plethora of personal knick-knacks held up with magnets on the filling cabinet near his desk, no transparent desk covering that protects half a dozen cute family photos and no significant paperweights holding back ungraded tests. Instead, M Édouard’s desk is pristine and near immaculate. The schedule is easily accessible, the workbooks are neatly arranged in a book holder, he has some of the students’ artwork on his filling cabinet (personal drawings the students’ have made him) and the week’s study schedule and homework at hand. The laptop is properly set up, the mouse sits on its pad, and a pencil holder holds enough pens and pencils that he never has to search for one.

 But, there are three tiny concessions to M Édouard’s carefully organised desk space. The first is the set of Oilers themed magnets that M Édouard uses to hold up the drawings on his metal filling cabinet. The students’ forgive him for such a travesty, since they know he’s from Edmonton, and it’s a bonding moment for those other students’ who’ve taken a liking for a team that isn’t the Habs, here in Montréal. The second is a small ceramic magpie, made and painted by hand by someone special in Edward’s life that sits on his desk, by his laptop. It reminds him of home, it gives him comfort when he looks at it and its presence on his desk is essential. The last is on the filing cabinet proper, safely tucked away by the photocopied exercise sheets. It’s a picture frame that any of the students can see when they come up to ask him a question.

 In the photo, there are two people (and now a dog). Him, Étienne and Mercury. The photo has them both smiling during some picturesque autumn walk they’d taken. (The photo is unfortunately cropped right below their shoulders and so the photo doesn’t reveal Edward’s arm around Étienne’s waist, or Étienne’s hand on his thigh.) The red and orange foliage is at its best; they look like the perfect image of good health and happiness and surprisingly still, no one puts it together. (Not now. Some have, later, when they come back to see him, and sometimes they ask, and this time Edward nods.) They recognise him, recognise M Étienne, but don’t go beyond that. However, it’s there for those who need it and he feels that it’s enough.

[spiritrot-a]

hey here’s the about under read more bc it’s really long

General Information

NAME: Raleigh James Ravenson.

NICKNAME: Lee.

AGE: Twenty three. 

BIRTHDAY: June 26th, 1995.

ZODIAC: Cancer. 

BIRTH PLACE: Victorville, California.

CURRENT LOCATION: L.A, California. 

GENDER: Trans man. 

PRONOUNS: He/him.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual, biromantic.

SPECIES: Medium.

POWERS: Can speak to spirits. It's an ability he can't turn off and he sees them constantly. He's dabbled a bit in summoning spirits and if he tried he would be able to manipulate spirits, force them to move on, or touch spirits. He also has the power of necromancy, however he doesn't use it often, afraid to throw the universe out of balance. 

RELIGION: Raised in a Christian household, however he doesn't believe in anything specific anymore. He realizes there's a higher power or something else beyond death due to his powers, but he doesn't have any idea of what exactly. 

OCCUPATION: Actor, namely known for his horror roles. 

LANGUAGES KNOWN: English is the only one he's fluent in. He does however know some Spanish, ASL, and German.  

ACCENT: American. 

VOICE CLAIM: Leigh Whannell.

Appearance

FACE CLAIM: Leigh Whannell.

EYE COLOR: Green, with a small mix of brown.

HAIR COLOR: Brown. 

STYLE: Short, just kind of a mess.

HEIGHT: 5'8"

TATTOOS: Most of them are actually covered by his clothes, but he has quite a few of them so far. A heart grenade on his upper right arm, billy from dead silence on his lower left leg, star-lord between his shoulder blades, ghostface on his right leg, the words "'cause I won't let go til we both see the light" on his left shoulder to match Haley's, a fast forward / rewind / pause / play button on his stomach below his belly button, and a rainbow outline of a heart that looks spray painted on his wrist to match Haley's.

PIERCINGS: He has a tongue piercing, a helix on his right ear, and an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow.  

SCARS: Top surgery scars which are healed very well and barely visible compared to some of the others he has. A gash on his arm and a long scar going down his chest and stomach from a stunt gone wrong. 

CLOTHES: Thrift store punk is the best way to name it. Leather jackets and combat boots, worn out band t-shirts or horror movie shirts ( a lot of nightmare on elm street and scream ), plenty of patches on his jacket, ripped jeans, and occasionally he'll break out the band bracelets.

DISTINGUISHING LOOKS: Piercings and eyeliner for days. Tattoos if his skin is shown.

Interests

LABEL: The artist, the rebel.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Adventurous, adaptable, humourous, creative, easygoing, passionate, neat, understanding.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Careless, impatient, impulsive, numb, obsessive, sarcastic, stubborn.

GOALS: To further his career even more so and make more of a name for himself, even outside of the horror community. He wants to make people in his life happy and build a family.

FEARS: Becoming like his mother, ghosts ( surprisingly ), abandonment.

HOBBIES: Reading comics, film ( analyzing and making ), skating, going to parties, graffiti, drawing, chilling at graveyards. 

HABITS: Smokes heavily, bites his nails, bounces his legs, and picks the skin at his fingers during stressful situations.

FAVORITE WEATHER: Cold. 

FAVORITE MUSIC: He can listen to just about anything. He enjoys a lot of punk and his favorite band is Dead Kennedys. 

FAVORITE COLOR: Purple.

FAVORITE MOVIES: Horror is his favorite genre, it's the genre he works in most for a reason, but he does enjoy cinema as a whole. His favorite movie is It Follows and he makes pretty much everybody watch it. 

FAVORITE SPORTS: He likes hockey well enough but he doesn't watch it regularly. He'll just occasionally watch some stuff on youtube or catch a game on a TV while he's out and about.  

FAVORITE DRINKS: Pepsi or redbull. Good rule of thumb is to not talk to him before he's had a chance to drink some caffeine. 

FAVORITE FOODS: Snow crab legs, but only eats them when he wants to treat himself.

HEALTH

PHYSICAL: Bad eyesight, but other than that he's perfectly healthy. He has contacts to correct his vision.

MENTAL: ADHD, BPD, and OCD. He has a good handle on his BPD and OCD with the help of medications and coping mechanisms, however he tends to forget or not want to take anything for his ADHD because he feels like it dulls him as a person. Which is not at all true, but it's a thought that's stuck in his mind. 

ALLERGIES: Dogs, chickens. Just the feathers on chickens though. 

SLEEPING HABITS: Awful! Spirits constantly try to bug him during his sleeping hours so it can be difficult to get any sleep when he avoids it. Gets a few hours and is often exhausted. 

EXERCISE HABITS: Decent work out schedule. Works out three times a week and regularly walks. 

EATING HABITS: He's trying to be more mindful about what he puts in his body and is currently trying to eat healthier, however he does still love his junk food. It can be hard. 

SOCIAL: Extroverted. Loves being around people and meeting new people, it puts a lot of pep in his step. 

BODY: Scrawny, but has some muscle. Stronger than he looks, his body is just naturally small framed. 

ADDICTIONS: Caffeine and nicotine. He's trying to quit smoking, but it's not going great. 

DRUG USE: None ever. 

ALCOHOL: Very rarely. He gets very nervous around alcohol so if he does drink, he watches himself very carefully.

FAMILY

MOTHER: Karen McDermott.

FATHER: William "Billy" McDermott.

SIBLINGS: Only child.

PETS: A teddy bear guinea pig named Josh. 

PARTNER: faolán mackenzie ( fiancee )

Biography

Lee is a teenage runaway, his story contains mentions of child abuse, alcoholism, drug abuse, and ghosts...Obviously.

When someone walks the very thin line between life and death, things can happen. So even after the doctors said to expect the worse, after Lee's technical two deaths, and after fighting for weeks----he makes it out alive. He shatters the unseen barrier between the living and the dead. Some people might say communicating with the dead is a GIFT, but he prefers the term ANNOYING BURDEN.

Adults passed off the hushed whispers to seemingly no one and the quick glances towards nothing in particular as a sign that Lee held a very ACTIVE imagination. He certainly did, but this certain aspect in his life WASN'T the imagination running wild. Kids were harder to handle, they were brutal towards the weird kid who talked to himself. As Lee grew older, the more he learned how to keep it all in. He didn't converse with the dead in public, he learned to keep his focus on the living----he learned how to act like he wasn't special.

He's six when his dad first shows him his first HORROR movie and it sparks something in him. Who knew KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE would create an OBSESSION for the dark and gritty world of horror. It was easier to relate to characters because of his abilities and as he'd get older he'd find it as a coping mechanism. No matter how HORRIFYING his own life would seem, there was no way it was GETTING KIDNAPPED BY A SERIAL KILLER AND CUTTING OFF YOUR OWN FOOT horrifying.

His parents get divorced when he's young, their marriage just isn't working out. They spend more time screaming and clawing at each other's throats than anything else. Their YOUNG LOVE spark is gone and it's just devolving into hate at this point. He doesn't quite get it, but he has other things to worry about. He has his grades to focus on and the dead to actively ignore ( it's a full time job ). His mom gets full custody of him, she has a better job and can support the two of them while his dad crashes on his friend's couch until he can save up enough from his shitty job to get his own place.

His mom starts dating. He's fine with it at first, as long as she's happy. He doesn't even realize his mom is drunk, just that she comes home acting weird. It starts a pattern. His mom starts seeing terrible, abusive men and her drinking habits become more and more apparent. He tries his best to help her, but he's a CHILD and she won't accept his help. Her focus on him lessens with time and soon he's just a kid that lives with them rather than her son. His dad gets a new girlfriend and she's jealous of him---he takes up too much of his dad's attention when he's there. She starts to hate him and eventually his dad begins to fade out of the picture. He starts to learn he needs to survive on his own.

Fourteen and things begin to spiral. Ghosts start to become more violent towards him and SCREAM when they can't get him to help. He's just a kid The abuse from his mom worsens as she lashes out at him and he's neglected more often than not. He starts stealing just to eat. Which attracts a VERY BAD group of people his way. They want someone fast and good with their hands to steal for them and Lee was desperate for a friend and was already one of the fastest kids on his track team. So he goes from a good kid with good intentions to doing terrible things just to make sure someone stays for him. He has to be useful for them. The comfort from watching horrors aren't doing it anymore. He's either too numb or too scared to keep going.

Sixteen and a lot happens in a year. He comes out as transgender and his family doesn't approve, he expected that. They mark it off as a phase and go out of their way to remind him he's supposed to be a GIRL. He meets his best friend that year. Haley, someone who managed to see more than some terribly troubled kid. They reminded him he was someone and he was actually WORTH something. It didn't stop him from dropping out of high school when things got TOO overwhelming, but it did help him try and focus on his end goal. Get the fuck out of this horrible town.

Seventeen and the guy he's been off and on with loses his temper. He hits him and Lee snaps. He's not going to let what happened with his mom happen to him. He's not going to be pushed around by some cowardly guy with an out of control anger. So he packs his things and asks Haley to run off to L.A with him. It's hard at first. They're homeless teenagers, finding a job is hard, and there are more ghosts in a big city than there is a small town. He attracted them, they lashed out, he got scared, but it wasn't going to make him run back home. Not yet, not when he knows he can make it. He's a talented kid. They get jobs and eventually raise enough money to get a shitty, cheap ( cheap in L.A standards anyway ) apartment. They barely scrape by some months, going some weeks without power or water. It was a lot more difficult than he imagined it being.

He starts to transition and he lands a part in some small films, lands a few decent roles in some indie movies. It's a dream come true, but it's not enough to live off of. He's struggling and he wishes he would have thought everything out more than he actually did. He's happier, though. He's not in a toxic environment and he can finally be himself. It's still not EASY for a mentally ill kid, but it's better.

Then at the age of nineteen, he gets an audition for a BIG, ANTICIPATED HORROR. The director's well known and is pretty trust worthy with the genre so the chance has Lee's stomach in flips. Then his power finally comes in handy----a nice ghost girl makes a deal with him. She'll take notes of the auditions and the comments their reactions and report back to him, if he got the part he would have to help her move on. Sure enough, he lands it! It's a big part, one of the leads. He still DIES in the end, but it's more than he could have hoped for.

It's his big break. The movie is successful for a horror and the reviews weren't nearly as harsh as he had expected. Some critics even praised his performance! Thank God for that sweet ghost who helped him get what he wanted. He starts to get more offers, land more roles, get more recognized---his dream's coming true. Things are still DIFFICULT for him, but it's BETTER.