#clinically insane brooklynn

[brookslostarm]

Thinking of writing a dinostar fanfic of the whole campfam living together on Yaz's island after everything is over to get therapy and Brooklynn slowly loses her sanity dealing with her ptsd and trauma from her arm

[cheruv-ii]

Compy and T.rex

Compy-Favourite Duo/Trio friendship and why?

On a canon level, Yasammy and Ben, every trio needs two sapphics in love and the little gay boy they keep on a leash that would die for them (aka I love all their interactions, both in CC and CT, they're just.. so good) but on a personal level, Brooklynn and Ben, idk man after the roof scene I just love the idea of them being besties that have sleepovers with gossip and clinically insane theories, also Transmasc/fem B-Team my beloved.

T.Rex-Favourite Villain and Why?

The Handler, by FAR. She is SO well done, like she genuinely gives off terrifying vibes yet I still love her and she's not a black and white character. She's also like,,, the only villain that at least waited til they were adults to try and nerf them.

[newamericanaroleplay]

“TONIGHT I’M THE LAST MAN STANDING THREW A WISH DOWN THE WELL, BUT I FELL IN AFTER. TRYING TO DROWN ANOTHER SORROW AND HOLD IT DOWN UNTIL TOMORROW.”

N A M E  → Ryder Andrew Thompson

S T A T U S  → ★

A G E  → 35

PRONOUNS  → he / him

N E I G H B O R H O O D  → Williamsburg

O C C U P A T I O N  → Low-level FBI agent

TRIGGERS: PTSD, war / violence, death

P A S T  →

Childhood was bliss, or at least in Ryder’s case it’s the last time he truly remembers being happy. His mother used to call his growing up the joy of being Ryder. He grew up with a brother, Preston, only a year younger than himself, his best friend, and his parents, two people who loved each other and their children dearly. They were a close-knit family and very rarely did anything without each other. In Brooklynn, at his high-school, in their tight-knit community, his family was the enviable one. The one with two perfect sons, both on the football team, both tracking to go into the military like their father. It was Ryder’s junior year that his military profession became clear. 9/11 pivoted them into a new world. Ryder waited for Preston, working for a year at his father’s car maintenance shop until Preston could sign up for the war. And then they were off. At first, Ryder felt nothing but pride. e was helping his country, stopping the war on terror. Then, of course, the realities of war truly set in. He was constantly looking after his brother, who was more irrational; more brash. He threw himself into the conflict and while Ryder rose through the ranks and managed to stay out of the battlefield, while his brother did the exact opposite. Ryder was not cut out for the conflict, though. He was way too upset by the horrors that war too often brought and he felt more comfortable being the one in the tent, calling the orders. They were drawn into a larger battle, one he couldn’t stay out of, and it was one they lost. As they were retreating, Ryder and his men were bombarded and a bomb caused them to get separated. It wasn’t long before Ryder and Preston were crawling back to camp, hoping not to be spotted by the enemy camp. But, another bomb stopped them in their tracks. The last thing Ryder remembered was Preston reaching out for him, pushing him just out of the way of the blast. When he woke, white, bright lights causing a headache that immediately made him wish they could turn the lights out in the hospital room, Ryder didn’t know he’d been in the hospital for two months. He didn’t know that his concussion had  gotten him honorably discharged. It was 2008. After five years in the war, Ryder didn’t know how to live life without the horrors war brought. But, he also didn’t know how to live without his brother. His father and mother were the ones who had to tell him what happened to Preston. He’d stepped in front of the bomb, saved Ryder’s life. Without him, Ryder wouldn’t have been standing. Ryder returned to Brooklynn, broken, and completely lost. He didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know how to get himself off the floor and out of the house. He learned he missed his brother’s funeral because of the concussion and that only sent him further into a spiral. On top of that, he was clinically diagnosed with PTSD when he was grocery shopping and the sound of a cash register sent him flying into a display case, sweating and panicked. The thoughts came from a strange feeling that he and his brother had been set up. That the battle, for whatever reason, hadn’t been coming from the other side. For months he could barely stand on his own, and it took him a long time to figure out that going to therapy was exactly what he needed. Still, no one wanted to hire a vet who couldn’t stand on his own two feet reliably. Ryder took work where he could but was unable to drive because of the PTSD. Eventually, his father allowed him to work at the shop and Ryder took comfort in the familiarity of family. His parents were a godsend, somehow holding up better for their son who couldn’t hold up for himself. It wasn’t until chance brought an FBI agent in for car trouble that his life finally felt as if it might turn around. The agent took the time to listen and heard his story. After a week of interviews, Ryder was offered a position. While he wasn’t particularly the happiest, he at least felt like Preston might be proud.

P R E S E N T  →

Now, after working for the FBI for 6 years, Ryder feels as though he has a sense of purpose. There is nothing like the monotony of a work day, and the FBI seems to provide that. Although he’s allowed to, now, take on bigger cases in the field, Ryder feels as though he’s not ready. His PTSD always seems to flare up and, unfortunately for him, it takes control of his life often. The safety of check-ins and being a witness protection program agent makes him feel needed enough not to go insane. Of course, his parents will make sure he goes to his therapy appointments, despite Ryder’s claims that they just do not work. However, he can’t shake the feeling that his brother was murdered by their own, despite his parents’ insistence that it’s only the anxiety talking. Either way, he feels as though his life might actually be on track, as long as his own brain doesn’t pit him against himself.

P E R S O N A L I T Y  →

+ benevolent, clever, passionate, honest

- cautious, destructive, opinionated, paranoid

RYDER THOMPSON ( Sebastian Stan ) is written by BELLA ( she / her → PST )