blakemcntgomery

[blakemcntgomery]

26 & 25

26. Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity? “ whatever happened to hello? how are you? my name is… ”

25. When and with whom was your first kiss? “ i wanna give you a real answer, but i can't remember that far back. ”

[blakemcntgomery]

get to know you meme

What is your full name?

Where and when were you born?

Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

What is your occupation?

To which social class do you belong?

Do you have any allergies?

What is your favorite color?

What is your favorite food?

(rest of the meme continued HERE.)

[blakemcntgomery]

one of the upsides of working at a motel in a shady area at all hours of the night, was the freedom to do whatever in the meantime of holding the fort down. given, there were plenty of other drawbacks, but someone micromanaging to blake seemed like a nightmare. and even it were a rule not to technically do any personal business on the motel computers, it's not like there was anyone around this time of night to stop him. when he'd caught lucy out of his peripheral vision, he chuckled as he scrolled the screen in front of him. “ don't get too desperate now. “ he appeared in thought for a lingered moment. ” hmm. i mean if you surprise me, yeah. although, i will say i've had my fill for awhile on pringles and heineken. ” 

location: rose motel featuring: @blakemcntgomery

Lucy tapped her pen against the cheap made desk that the motel had the audacity to claim was a concierge desk. In actuality it was a desk with an outdated laptop that ran slow, had spotty wiFi and hand a collection of google searches of restaurants near by. A handful of people ever really used her "concierge services" so most of her time was listening to music behind the desk or talking with Blake. Honestly a good amount if not more than most her time was talking with Blake, the two of them barely taking the job itself seriously. It was a motel, a last resort for people passing through and after giving keys there was plenty of down time. Biting the end of her pen she looked over at Blake, looking at the computer screen in front him she wondered what he was doing. Slipping off her headphones she walked over to him draping her arms over the check in desk. "I'm so bored I might actually start doing some work, save me from my sanity. Want to go steal stuff from the mini bars?" She said raising and eyebrow and intriguing smirk along her lips. "Come on, you know you want to."

[blakemcntgomery]

blake got the notion kacey was trying to hint at something before she actually went out and said it. in fact, he felt bad after she had. " oh. shit. i can understand that, yeah. " he said with a nod, kind of feeling like an ass after he'd offered, good intentions be damned.

should he admit he'd known it was her this whole time? " why are you apologizing? you're going through something right now. i mean, i'm okay. i'm surviving, and god -- i have no idea, i haven't really seen my family since... you know. " he cleared his throat, not wanting to say his little sister's name. distracting himself by typing on the keyboard in front of him as he spoke to her. " anyway, look, here's what i'm thinking, you and the kiddos can stay here for the night or however long you need, i'm not liable to accept your money, or i can call in a favor at that hotel on the boardwalk, dealer's choice. "

A soft chuckle fell from her lips, shrugging her shoulders as her face twisted into a slight grimace. "Ummm. Well." The easy answer was, of course, that she would love to go somewhere else. She had the thought nearly every day. But as it pertained to this situation... she simply didn't have any choice. "I really do appreciate that. I just, um." Her face flushed. She hated this part. It didn't matter how many times she said it, it just never got any easier. It was the same feeling she got when her card would decline at the gas station or she had to go put back one of the items at the grocery store. "I can't really afford that place. This is... kind of my only option." She'd been distracted and frankly a little embarrassed, too much so to look up until this point. But when she did... Kacey had never been very good at hiding her facial expressions. It was plainly obvious she recognized him. "Oh." Shit. The only thing worse than struggling in front of strangers was struggling in front of people who know how far you've fallen. "I'm sorry, Blake, I didn't mean to... how's your family? How are you?" It was just the sort of thing people always asked, she supposed. Even though she hated when people did that exact thing to her. But. Her mind couldn't help but instantly think of his sister, how close they'd been. It was different. She actually cared about the answer. It wasn't just something she was saying. It was something she meant.

[blakemcntgomery]

blake was often a night owl considering his job had him doing overnight shifts more often than he cared for. luckily for him, he had one of those weird split shifts, where he got off early, but not early enough where much was open. so he found himself at the diner, there wasn't a ton of options for food or the likes, but they didn't have bad waffles, and that was enough for him. “ i think i actually read somewhere our palate changes at night due to it winding down on the saliva it makes, maybe that's it? " he offered, not actually remembering where he'd read that, or if he was making it up. 

Where: Sunset Diner, around 2am

Who: Open to everyone

An emergency call had pulled her out of the comforts of home at 10pm and into the vet clinic. It hadn't ended well, and every year that Hadley did this job, it never weighed less on her heart when she had to tell an owner that their pet was gone. Her mind was left too busy to even consider going back home and trying to sleep, and so she'd wound up at the diner two cups of black coffee deep into trying to shake off the evening. At this hour it was just her and one other patron up at the counter. "You know what's weird? I like my daytime coffee sweet as fuck, all the sugar and the flavoring, pale as hell. But there's something about coffee after midnight that just calls for strong and dark."

[blakemcntgomery]

by the mid point of the night, blake didn't see many people who weren't engaging in illegal activity wanting to check in at the rose motel. in fact, this was about the time he had to stay up reading a book or scrolling his phone in order not to pass out on the desk. chewing on one end of a pen, he had it in his mouth as his eyes flickered through the pages of biocentrism in his hands.

the sudden noise ushering into the lobby startled him, the pen dropped out of his mouth as he started to recognize the fatigued mom of two at the front desk. "uh... are you sure you wouldn't rather go somewhere else? this isn't the safest place around. especially not for-- there's a hotel on the boardwalk that's a lot nicer, i can call them, let them know you're coming." blake offered picking up the phone in case she opted for it.

starter for @blakemcntgomery at the rose motel

"Jody!! You have to carry your own stuffy, love, I can't do it for you. I have your brother in one hand and the luggage in the other, come on." Kacey sighed, gesturing to the skinny stuffed orangutan with long arms that Jody took everywhere. It was a little worse for wear at this point, and missing an eye, but just as loved as the day James brought it to the hospital when she was born. It was also, as were the rest of them, drenched, because they'd woken up in the middle of the night to a flooded apartment after a pipe apparently burst above them. With nowhere to go and next to nothing in her bank account, she found herself dragging two kids and whatever she could cram into a suitcase to the Rose Motel in Oakdale, hoping she at least had enough on her for a few more hours of sleep before morning came. Sleep for them, at least. She wasn't sure with the headache she had if she'd be lucky enough to even rest her eyes.

"Hi. Um. What is it for a night? Or do you have a half-night charge, maybe? Or by the hour? Actually, don't tell me if you have an hourly rate, that just might unsettle me more at this point." What the fuck is my life, she found herself thinking, as the fluorescent lighting above her only served to worsen the constant pounding in her head, making her forget to smile politely at the front desk worker.

[blakemcntgomery]

 " actually... " blake eyed around before taking a short breath. " maybe this is for the best i don't need another impulsive tattoo. " he said as if any of them had been thought out to begin with.

for: open location: black lotus tattoo

Turiya popped up from the backroom, lunch in hand, eyeing the newcomer through her smeared mascara. "Diego is busy." And then, like an afterthought, "and Alexa just left." She paused. "You not looking for the 3PM, are you? Cause they ran off."

[blakemcntgomery]

[BLAKE MONTGOMERY. 32. CIS MALE. HE/HIM] is here! They’ve lived in Asbury Park for [32 YEARS] and are originally from [ASBURY PARK, NEW JERSEY]. They are a [FRONT DESK CLERK AT ROSE MOTEL] and in their downtime love [TAX/IDENTITY FRAUD] and [DEEP RESEARCH]. They look a lot like [DAVID CORENSWET] and live in/on [OAKDALE]. The song that makes people think of them the most is [DEVIL’S ADVOCATE BY THE NEIGHBOURHOOD]. 

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━━ ⟢ the basics  full name → blake theodore montgomery birthday → 03/24/1992 big three  → aries sun, sagittarius moon, leo rising 🔥🔥🔥 height  → 6'4" mbti  → entj sexual orientation  → he's not picky 😔 hometown → asbury park, new jersey 

━━ ⟢ personality tidbits - in a nutshell, he's chaos - his emotions overrun his whole life, and it shows - also kinda has a mentality of if he wants to be something he can be without a degree because in the wider sense it's all bullshit and did the dinosaurs have college degrees in business  - that being said, he never sticks with anything long enough to see it through or be dedicated to it, he thinks there's too many options - unfortunately he does fall in love with strangers without knowing them knowing them, and once he does he gets very disappointed and is like “wow how did i miss such a big red flag” meanwhile he's over here looking like a 🚩himself - once a girl he was dating told him he always called people immature or that they were acting like a baby, but really it was him all along who was the immature baby, and that impact it had on him he spent everyday after that proving to himself that wasn't true - he's all about the hustle of getting money, no matter the means  - deep down he's always wondering what his real life purpose is, or if he even has one. he's always combatting himself internally  - he will randomly drop his own lore on people without them asking or saying - he struggles with existential crisis on a daily basis, but mostly about god because he's going back and forth on what the fuck is going on in the universe  - he lacks a filter, or says what everyone's thinking and thinks he's righteous for that  - he may ruin his relationships with everyone, but the one sacred thing in his life is his pets!!!! he loves dogs and cats, and he would die for them or kill for them, no questions asked - he dropped out because he thought he was smarter than his professor - he does what he can to get by because obviously working for a motel front desk doesn't pay all of the bills - whether that's aiding people in tax fraud, or any kind of fraud, intimidation tactics the list runs endlessly - most of the fraud he commits is from the people who check into the motel and it's more or less the skeevy people he can tell aren't the best individuals  - he thinks he wants to be in love, but when he gets into a relationship he's like oh no what the fuck have i done  - thrives when he's living in his own individuality and independence  - screws over a lot of people who were nothing but good to him, friends, relationships, family - deep down he struggles with thinking he's a loser, and he does think about everyone he's ever done wrong, even if he never talks to them about it, or apologizes for what he's done, let alone admit he's done anything wrong - but also he never takes anything super seriously he's like okay calm down we're literally on a floating rock and he disguises his pain with jokes

━━ ⟢ go deeper tw: fire, death, drugs - one of his first core memories is having his feelings invalidated and laughed at by his entire family, from that point on he started to hide his raw emotions.  - he was born into a family of mostly sisters  - i would say he's the black sheep of his family, and the family disappointment wrapped up in one - his family is well off, but they disowned blake when he dropped out of college and he scrapes by because he refuses to go and beg for their help  - his mom and dad are well known psychotherapists and authors, but unfortunately they based most of their writing off of blake  - his parents treated him more like a case study than their child  - they would do things to trigger his reaction, get rid of his pets without so much a warning  - the one time he thought he was having a genuine moment with his dad, he hadn't realized his dad bugged the room to record it and analyze it for data  - after his family cut him off of money, he recklessly broke into their house, robbed them of everything, and set the house on fire, including their cars, etc.  - he hadn't known his sister was inside the house, he purposefully waited outside until he thought everyone was out of the house  - his parents tried to save her as soon as they got back home from dinner, it resulted in his parents being trapped in a room after a beam fell and blocked the door resulting in third degree burns on various parts of their body.  - blake didn't go see them in the hospital, he ran, he laid low for awhile and waited for it all to pass. he paid someone for an alibi, he destroyed any evidence tying it back to him - the following day when his parents and siblings were trying to get ahold of him, he ignored it. he took the money he stole from them and spent it on drugs in a club to try and forget all about it.  - what he didn't know is they were trying to tell him his sister had died from the fire - he didn't go to her funeral, instead he spiraled into what he already knew everyone else thought of him anyway. 

━━ ⟢ connections like i said on sunny's!!! i want all the connections, old classmates, exes, crushes, people he's scammed, people he's worked for to do illegal things for, friends, foes, enemies, people he's robbed, neighbors, people who've checked into the motel, cousins, co workers, situationships, etc etc etc i need it all !!!