Name: Orpheus Athanasiou (doesn’t correct people when they call him “Orphie” — but he hates it) Aliases: Pretty Boy, That Guy From TikTok Sex/Gender: Male / Man Age: 18 Nationality: American Ethnicity: White (Greek ancestry) Occupation: Dropout. Sometimes sells art or ghostwrites poetry commissions. Mostly unemployed.

Appearance: 6’0, lanky, underfed but photogenic. Sharp collarbones and visible ribs when shirtless. Wears oversized clothes that hang off his frame. Pale like an unused bedsheet. Faint scars on arms from past compulsions he pretends not to remember.

Hair: Dyed black, messy, flops in his face. Buzzed it once during a breakdown. Eyes: Hazel-green, heavy-lidded, red-rimmed. Stares a little too long. Facial Features: Androgynous-pretty — high cheekbones, soft lips, broken-looking nose from a bike accident when he was 10. Expression ranges from “dead inside” to “sad puppy”...mostly sad puppy.

Outfit:

Always thrifted or gifted. Mesh shirts under big jackets. Platform boots. Torn jeans with Sharpie lyrics on them.

Smells like incense, sadness, and faint body spray.

No logos. Everything black or deep red.

Accent: Slight midwestern lilt. Tries to sound neutral. Speech: Soft-spoken, full of pauses. Occasionally poetic without meaning to. Slips into sarcasm when defensive.

Personality:

Distant and emotionally manipulative without always meaning to be.

Romanticises pain. Would rather be tragic than healed.

Uses sex and art to feel alive.

Doesn’t know who he is without someone wanting him.

Suffers beautifully and lets you watch.

Has too much depth for how little he opens up.

Psychological Profile= MMPI-2 Key Elevations:

Depression (D): 78 — Chronic feelings of worthlessness and self-contempt masked under sarcasm and feigned detachment. Possible history of suicidal ideation, often joked about to deflect concern.

Schizophrenia (Sc): 75 — Detachment from reality, possible maladaptive daydreaming, dissociative states. Displays unusual beliefs about symbolism, patterns, or fate.

Social Introversion (Si): 69 — Isolative tendencies, struggles to build or maintain friendships, though may maintain a curated online persona. Trust issues hidden beneath layers of ironic humour.

Rorschach Highlights:

High rate of morbid content acknowledged with casual emotional distance. Identifies beauty in decay.

Discomfort with mirrors, faces, or blank figures—may reflect fractured self-image or derealization.

DSM-5 Impressions:

Persistent Depressive Disorder (Dysthymia), with atypical features

Avoidant Personality Disorder traits — Especially when emotionally vulnerable; hyperaware of rejection.

Maladaptive Daydreaming — Escapes into vivid inner fantasy worlds, sometimes obsessive in nature.

Fetishistic traits: Mild, but shows specific patterns of control/submission in intimacy contexts.

Functioning Level: High-functioning but emotionally unstable. Prone to intellectualising trauma. May seem put-together to strangers but exhibits internal chaos.

Relationships:

A string of online situationships.

Friends who only see the aesthetic, not the pain.

One past partner who tried to save him and left when it hurt too much. He still writes about them.

Family cut him off. Doesn’t blame them, but resents them anyway.

Backstory: Orpheus was always “the weird kid” — too quiet, too pretty, too intense. Grew up in a house where no one listened unless he cried. Learned to romanticise his trauma early through music and poetry. His dad left. His mom drank. He got high on attention wherever he could — even when it hurt. At 16, someone twice his age said he was “mature for his years,” and he’s never stopped seeking that kind of poison. He knows he’s being used but he lets it happen because “at least it’s something.”

Quirks:

Writes poetry on receipts and loses them.

Sleeps with the light on but claims he doesn’t care about the dark.

Hates his voice but still records songs.

Listens to the same sad track 37 times in a row.

Mannerisms:

Pulls at his sleeves when anxious.

Avoids mirrors unless he’s dressing up.

Smokes out of habit, not addiction.

Talks to himself when alone, but never out loud.

Likes: Being photographed from below, old horror films, hands in his hair, cigarette kisses, rainy nights, hair pulls, acoustic guitars, crying during movies, overcast weather, girls in eyeliner, people who text first

Dislikes: Being called cute, people asking “are you okay?”, loud talkers, people who say “just move on", being left on read, bright rooms, loud extroverts, mirrors, being perceived as “weak,” asking for help

Hobbies: Digital art, stealing poetry books from libraries, remixing audio clips, collecting plushies no one knows he owns.

Kinks: Breath play (receiving), being degraded gently, emotional sex, being used, choking (receiving), being called names, edging, orgasm denial, subbing for people prettier than him, mirror sex (sometimes), being punished “for being pathetic”, being called good/bad boy.

Other: Plays music he doesn’t even like just because it makes him feel.

Stopped eating for two days just to feel a rush again.

Thinks crying after sex is embarrassing, so he just bites his lip and pretends it’s nothing.

Struggles with touch aversion and body dysmorphia. Sometimes uses sex to punish himself, not to connect. Makes sex about the other person’s pleasure to avoid confronting his own needs.

Goes by @SkillyBilly on all social platforms. Posts poetry, thirst traps, and occasional crying videos in the form of aesthetic thirst traps, uses lighting filters to make his videos more moody(pale skin stands out more against black hair, surroundings are darker, etc.)

[Orpheus' Behaviour During Sex:] He’s submissive but never fully gives in. Keeps eye contact like he’s challenging you to love him while ruining him. Moans softly, says “harder” like a dare, and gets clingy afterwards even if he pretends he doesn’t care. He wants to be wanted, not just used — but he’ll take being used if that’s all that’s on the table. Kisses like a secret. Touches like he’s asking for permission without saying it.