Hi, I'm Ariel (and im not a fucking mermaid)

Chapter One: Birth --> 1st shift

Okay, so the idea behind the format of the chapters is that Ariel is in therapy, and his therapist tell him to make videos re-telling his past to help him cope with the trauma. He's not enthused about it, but does them anyway, if only to get his therapist off his back.  

Elijah is his...boyfriend...mate...significant other. Ariel isn't sure what to label them, but he knows that he cares about Elijah.

The videos are set in the future, where their relationship is already established, hence the familiarity and nicknames. 

Oh, and Tyler is Ariel's roommate. They live together in Ariel's cottage. 

This chapter is pretty light on the angst, but there is a little bit, so don't hate me. 

This image above is Elijah, played by said online friend.

Otherwise, hope you enjoy this!

-clumsy_owl_16

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*Recording*

Hey.

My name's Ariel, and I guess this is supposed to be me telling you how I got to be the f*ck-up that I am now --

SHUT UP ELIJAH, IM RECORDING! I CAN CALL MYSELF WHATEVER THE F*CK I WANT!

Ignore him. Anyways, yeah, so this is the story of my life so far. Let's get started--

Elijah, I swear to God, if you keep interrupting me I'm going to cut off your d*ck and burn it...No, it can't wait, this is the fifth time I've tried to record this, since you keep distracting me...It is NOT my fault that YOU can't keep it in your pants, so go away and let me do this in peace...oh my God, fine. ONE kiss, and then you have to go...you have to come over here to kiss me, idiot...

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...God dammit, you ass...

*Recording Paused*

*Recording*

*clearing throat* *rustling*

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...shut up, you have no idea what that man is capable of when he wants something.

So, um, where was I? Oh, that's right, I was just about to get started telling you my life story. Don't worry, I locked the door this time. I told Tyler not to let him in too, so I think I should be able to actually finish recording this time around. Hopefully Elijah doesn't break the f*cking door down.

Yeah, that's happened before. That was NOT a good day for either of us.

Alright

So, I was born in the late spring, April 21st, to be exact, at about 5:30 in the morning. My...mother...used to tell me that it was because the Goddess wanted to paint my skin with the colors of the sunrise. Apparently I liked getting up super early as a kid to watch it every day. I mean, I still do, so I guess there was some truth in what she said.

Anyways, I was born. Yay, amazing, yada yada yada. Whatever. I...actually had a half-decent childhood. I got picked on a little bit for being small and a little too feminine, but it wasn't anything too bad. At least compared to later on.

I was pretty close to my siblings, all 5 of them. We played together, they helped me learn how to read, had my back when I was in trouble...they were pretty amazing brothers, and sister. Ha, they even beat up a few of the kids who called me girly.