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EIRA T. !

❛  no… it’s okay, i guess i’m just a little on edge with this recent change.  ❜ without throwing him a glance, eira could tell from the tone of his voice that he wasn’t a fan of this new weather which had struck suddenly. to eira, this weather was somewhat calming when on earth but she knew this sort of rain couldn’t mean anything good. ❛ i’ll back away just to put your mind at ease. ❜ she took a  f e w  steps away from the window, her arms folding across her chest. the memories of being in the rain while on earth still flooding back to her caused her eyes to well up as she stared into the distance.

    ❛  thanks. ❜   eugene  practically  breathes  a  sigh  of  relief  as  she  steps  away  from  the  window  (  which  he  was  picturing  as  that  scene  in  EVERY  movie  when  the  window  shatters  into  a  million  pieces.  )  and  he  finds  himself  taking  steps  away  too  ,  until  his  back  meets  the  corner  of  the  room  --  a  distance  he  deems  safe  enough  &  a  good  location  to  keep  an  eye  out  for  others  without  it  being  titled  as  WEIRD.   ❛ i  think  it’s  slowing  down  ,  do  you  think  it’s  slowing  down? ❜  did  he  mention  he  was  a  nervous  rambler ?   ❛ HOPEFULLY. ❜  the  word  is  muttered  low  ,  and  perhaps  she  doesn’t  hear  it  but  eugene  still  feels  like  a  COWARD  for  the  utter  ;  he  stands  up  straighter  ,  clears  his  throat  &  eyes  focus  back  on  the  girl.   ❛  eira  right ?  i’ve  seen  you  around  the  security  base  ,  i’m  eugene.   ❜

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EIRA T. !

raindrops painting the window, the sound unlike no other drilled into her skull as she stared at the ground outside through the window. her fingertips almost caressing the window as she only dreamed to know what rain felt like against her skin again. closing her eyes briefly, she allowed her thoughts to drown under the sound of the rain. the sound of a familiar voice causing her body to jump, a hand resting on her heart as it raced. “ do you enjoy scaring me like this? “ she questioned, a small laugh escaping. 

             it  was  almost  TAUNTING  them  ;  the  sound  of  raindrops  hitting  their  shelter  &  the  wind  whistling  eerily  outside.  (  and  don’t  even  BEGIN  to  get  him  started  on  the  thunder  ---  eugene  mars   was  not  a  thunder  fan  ;  in  fact  ,  he  wasn’t  a  rain  ,  hail  ,  or  storm  fan  either.  )   ❛ sorry  ,  i  didn’t  mean  to  scare  you.  ❜   his  expression  forces  a  small  smile  ,  pushing  through  the  grimace  his  features  had  been  expressing  for  the  past  few  hours  --  definitely  not  a  storm  fan.   ❛  it’s  just   --   well  ,  i  know  it  looks  like  you’re  enjoying  yourself  there  ,  BUT -----   ❜   he’s  interrupted  by  a  crack !  of  thunder  ,  and  eugene’s  brow  furrows  &  nose  crinkles  in  apprehension.     ❛ but  .  .  .  you  should  probably  get  away  from  the  windows  ,  just  in  case.  ❜

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ROMAN L.‌ !

      “STOP.”   he’s almost, almost smiling.   almost, if someone were to squint a little.   it’s a little pained, a little forced, and pairs with the exasperation in his just-as-faked laughter nicely.   he’s trying to be polite and failing miserably.   he steps up close, trying (and failing) to casually act as a barrier to the tiny plants on the low table behind him.   “look, can you just—please?   please stop touching things, i just got them to sprout, and i know you want to help, that’s great, i really appreciate it, you know i do.   but if these ones die then i’m just going to walk out of this camp myself at this point.”

                   he was  just  looking  ,  just  ADMIRING  (  after  all  ,  it’s  technically  been  one  hundred  and  fifty  years  since  they’ve  all  seen  plants  like  these  !  )  eugene  can’t  say  he’s  ever  had  a  green  thumb  ;  he  never  quite  had  the  time  to  care  for  such  a  thing  properly  (  the  mars  family  &  if  he  did?  he  can’t  say  he’d  ever  be  any  good  at  it  ---  he  once  was  gifted  a  fern  ,  and  it  didn’t  end  well  for  the  fern.  )  but  it  didn’t  mean  he  didn’t  appreciate  the  greenery.  ❛ oh  ,  man  ,  i’m  sorry  ----  ❜  fingers  snap  back  from  examining  the  tiny  growth  &  he  wipes  his  palms  against  his  trousers  awkwardly.     ❛ i  was  just  ---  yeah  ,  alright  ,  no  touching  ,  GOT IT. ❜  he  finalises  with  a  nod  ,  before  hues  travel  around  the  area  with  intrigue.  look  but  don’t  touch.     ❛  did  you  need  any  help  though?  can’t  say  i  know  much  ,  but  i  don’t  have  another  shift  for  a  few  hours  so  i’m  happy  to  .  .  . lend  a  helping  hand?  ❜

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TESSA F.‌ !

            IT’S ALMOST funny to see him stuttering, trying his best to be the big bad security guard they’re telling him to be. she sees right through it, and lets out a loud scoff at the thought of being cozy behind this makeshift entrapment they’ve built. there’s nothing cozy about this place, but the security of it all does beg the question: is she afraid to go out into the unknown? any sane person would be, but tessa can’t afford to be sane anymore. since the landing, her goal has always been the same — find her brother, dead or alive. she’s good with a machete from chopping crops her entire life, and thinks she could even take on a reaper if she had to. maybe it’s wishful thinking, maybe she’s just stupid, but long story short ; no, she’s not scared. “ i’m more afraid that we’re sitting ducks just staying here. ” begrudgingly, she listens to him and starts the long walk towards their cabin. rules are rules and she may hate it, and she may think eugene’s a wimp, but she’s not one to actively try to piss him off. “ don’t know how you can even stand to live in our cabin. all those scary noises from the monsters. ” she puts emphasis on the word with a jump at him, chuckling to herself. “ you pee your pants every night or what? ” 

                    he  can’t  say  he  AGREES  or  disagrees  to  her  statement  ----  sitting  ducks?  they’re  surrounded  by  solid  walls  for  protection !  but  at  the  same  time  ,  they’re  right  smack  dash  in  the  middle  of  a  planet  that  has  tried  to  kill  them  already  ;  the  place  is  like  a  giant  NEON  SIGN   that  reads  ‘  all  you  can  eat  buffet  !  ’  ,  but  eugene  isn’t  going  to  admit  to  those  thoughts  ;  he  has  to  atleast  try  to  do  his  job  right  ,  and  running  around  screaming  ‘  the end is nigh  .  .  .  again ! ’  will  get  him  kicked  off  the  security  squad  as  fast  as  it  takes  him  to  say  the  words.  ❛  we  don’t  know  what’s  out  there. ❜  true  ,  not  many  expeditions  had  been  approved  ,  and  if  they  had?  the  teams  hadn’t  traveled  far  ,  nor  returned  in  one  piece.   ❛ there  could  be  -----  an  alien  species  out  there�� that  tries  to  kill  us  on  the  spot.  so  just  slow  down  there   ,  lara  croft. ❜  he  follows  after  her  once  she  begins  the  voyage  back  to  cabin  four  ;  keeping  pace  at  her  side.  he  scoffs  at  her  words  ,  before  he  jumps  slightly  at  her  attempts  to  give  him  a  heart  attack.  ❛  not  funny  ,  and  i’ve  gotten .  .  .  used  to  it. ❜  he’s  gotten  better  at  ignoring  it  ,  more  like  ;  he’ll  admit  ,  the  first  few  weeks  were  hard.  every  little  sound  jostling  him  awake  all  night  long.  ❛ no  ,  i  do  not  pee my  pants -- ❜  imitating  her  tone ,  he  kicks  up  a  stray  pebble  with  his  boot  &  continues.   ❛  i  can  handle  it  just  fine.  i  would  just  rather  not  go  out  there  ,  or  anywhere  near  the  walls  ,  or  have  stuff  from  out  there  come  in  here  ----  and  i’m  not  the only  one  that  feels  that  way. ❜   a  thought  comes  to  mind  ,  and  he  raises  a  brow  in  her  direction.   ❛ have  you  been  out  there  before?  at  all? ❜

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TYLER W. !‌

Tyler was pulled from his thoughts by a voice coming from behind him. Turning his head to look at the source, he recognized Eugene and offered the other man a smile. “Yeah, night shift. I’ve been hearing rumors about some people sneaking out late at night through one of the posts and I need to figure out who it is and where they’re doing it.” He said with a shake of his head, not really understanding why people would put themselves in danger like that, sneaking out late at night. If something were to happen to them, no one would even know they were out, much less where they were. “Gonna go from post to post all night, see if I can spot something.” Tyler shook his head. “No, of course not, feel free to.” He paused. “I’m guessing it’s been a pretty calm night, then?”

                    ❛  oh  man  ,  really?  ❜   eugene  could  never  understand  those  people  ,  the  ones  who  were  so  insistent  on  taking  a  look  at  what  lurked  beyond  the  safe  walls  that  were  there  for  PROTECTION  of  the  things  that  lurked  out  there  ,  and  yet  !  some  people  viewed  it  as  an  INVITATION.  eugene  certainly  didn’t.  ❛  i’ll  keep  an  eye  out  around  the  place  ,  i’ll  let  you  know  if  i  see  anything.  ❜   hands  shoved  in  the  pockets  of  his  jacket  ,  he  lurches  forward  to  follow  after  tyler  ;  muscles  aching  in  protest.  ❛  a  LONG  night. ❜   eugene  replies  ,  and  lifts  his  shoulders  into  a  shrug.       ❛  but  at  least  we  don’t  have  riots  on  our  hands   ----   the  most  that  happens  is  a  few  people  trying  to  escape  past  the  walls  &  some  aranins  trying  to  steal  anything  that  shines.  ❜   which  is  fine  by  eugene  ;  he  prefers  the  quieter  nights  like  these  ,  when  he  doesn’t  have  to  break  up  a  fight  or  arrest  someone  for  some  petty  crime. eugene  would  rather  stand  by  the  sidelines  that  fight  in  an  unnecessary  war.                   ❛ don’t  know  how  you  scouts  do  it  though.  spending  all  night  up  in  those  posts?  i  think  i’d  go  crazy.  ❜   eugene  mars  feels  his  heart  race  &  his  palms  become  clammy  at  the  slightest  sound  ,  let  alone  being  able  to  SEE  what’s  over  the  wall.

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TESSA F. !

she can barely contain an eyeroll at his questioning, as if she’d openly share with him if she were planning on going past the wall. “no, ‘course not.” it’s the truth, anyway. for now. until she can figure out a solid plan to find her brother. tessa’s almost sheepish expression quickly turns into a scowl. “i don’t need —” she starts, ready to tell him off before she thinks better of it. eugene’s a lot of things, in tessa’s opinion, but he’s not someone that’ll actually get her in trouble over this. he’s too much of a wuss to actually lay the law down on her for just missing curfew by a few minutes. and she’s lucky, because any other officer may not be so kind. still, she can’t help but give him a little grief. it’s not in her nature to just go along with whatever the security guards say, especially when eugene’s so easy to mess with. “y’know, there are other ways to shirk your duties so you don’t have to deal with the things that go bump in the night.” she gestures toward the wall, eyebrows raised. “you really that scared to be out here?”

                         ❛  okay ,  good  ---  because  it  is  DANGEROUS  out  there.  ❜   not  really  a  comment  that  needs to  be  verbally  said  ,  everyone  knew  the  dangers  of  eden  ,  but  perhaps  he’s  so  used  to  repeating  it  to  citizens  trying  to  escape  through  the  walls  all  fricken  day  long  ,  that  it’s  become  an  automatic  robot  response.  ❛  i’m  not ---- ❜  shirking  his  duties.  he  begins  to  argue  ,  begins  to  protest  that  statement  ,  but  just  ends  up   stuttering  over  his  words  ,  and  it  takes  him  a  moment  before  he  gets  back  on  track  ;  spine  suddenly  straighter  ,  chin  held  higher  ,  tone  confident  ,  somewhat.    ❛  i  am  doing  my  duty  ,  by  escorting  you  back  to  your  cabin.   ❜  eugene  almost  wants  to  ignore  her  comment  ,  or  perhaps  he  doesn’t  want  to  answer  it  because  he’s  a  horrible  liar  &  he  can  presume  tessa  can  smell  his  bullshit  from  a  mile  off.  (  in  truth?  yes  he’s  scared.  )  brown  hues  follow  her  gesture  to  the  wall  ,  and  he  hesitates  pauses  briefly  ,  pondering  his  next  words  to  avoid  humiliation  or  scorn.  ❛  i  think  .  .  .  i’d  rather  be  cozy  within  these  walls  than  having  a  face  off  with  a  predator.  ❜   he  can’t  say  he’d  volunteer  to  go  beyond  the  walls  ,  after  hearing  those  creatures  &  seeing  the  damage  they  made  in  the  first  few  weeks  of  the  construction  of  camp  genesis ?  yep ! he’s  quite  content  where  he  is  ,  thank  you  very  much !  ❛  aren’t  you  scared  to  be  out  there? ❜   he  raises  a  brow questioningly  ,  before  he  gestures  in  the  general  direction  of  public  housing.  ❛  rules  are  rules  ,   come  on.  ❜   rules  ARE   rules  ,  but  he’s  more  worried  she’s  going  to  take  off  running  &  he’ll  have  to  be  the  one  that  has  to  chase  after  her  into  that  godforsaken  place.

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TESSA F. !

wandering isn’t anything new to tessa. she’s been doing it her entire life, pushing the limits of where she can and can’t go. it only makes sense that she carries that with her to eden. there’s so much out there past the walls, so much they don’t know about. her hand grazes the wall that separates them from what’s outside as she contemplates running, as if it’s even an option. the sun is slowly setting and everyone has pretty much gone in for the night, so the sound of footsteps are enough to bring her out of her reverie and she looks up abruptly. “i —” words catch in her throat, like they always do when she’s nervous. tessa tries hard to put up a tough front, but the truth is, she doesn’t trust this person not to rat her out for being so far from her cabin just before curfew. “i was just about to go back.”

                      he  HATES  night  patrols  ,  and  he  swears  they  only  give  him  these  shifts  just  to  mess  with  his  nerves  ---  no  ,  he’s  not  scared  ;  it’s  just  the  .  .  .  noises.  he’s  never  been  outside  the  walls  ,  part  from  traveling  to  pandora  lake  ,  but  what  he  hears  once  the  sun  goes  down  &  the  demons  of  eden  come  out  to  play  are  enough  for  him  to  avoid  it  at  all  costs  ;  STILL  ,  he  has  a  job  to  do  :  keep  the  citizens  safe  &  abiding  by  the  rules.  ❛  you  weren’t  heading  out  there  were  you? ❜  eugene  questions  ,  a  brow  raised  in  suspicion  --  he  doesn’t  understand  people’s  curiosity  sometimes  ,  especially  when  it  involved  what  was  lurking  beyond  the  walls.  in  that  case?  curiosity  will  definitely  kill  the  cat.  hues  squint  up  towards  the  skies  as  he  continues.   ❛  it’s  getting  close  to  dark  ,  but  technically  it’s  not  curfew  yet  so  ---- ❜  he’s  making  excuses.  eugene  may  have  been  offered  the  a  position  on  the  security  squad  ,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  he  enjoys  disciplining  others  ;  and  he’s  trying  to  give  her  enough  time  to  avoid  repercussions.  hands  shove  into  the  pockets  of  his  uniform  as  he  offers  a  lop-sided  smile.  ❛  but  you’re  cutting  it  close  ,  i  can  walk  you  back  if  you  like?  ❜  he  can’t  guarantee  other  officers  are  as  generous  as  he  is  if  they  catch  her  even  a  minute  over  curfew.

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TYLER W. !

Tyler was getting ready to head towards the North scout post, so he would start his night shift. He usually took those instead of assigning them to one of the other scouts, wanting everyone to get a fair rest. “I’ll see you in the morning, my little man.” He said to his son, as he knee down in front of him. “Behave well and be good to your mom, okay?” Tyler smiled as his son nodded his head and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before running back inside the cabin. He stood back up with a smile on his face before turning around and heading towards the scout post. 

                   he’s  been  out  patrolling  the  area  for  a  good  few  hours  now  ,  and  by  ‘PATROL’  he  means  keeping  a  good  ear  out  for  any  screaming  (   screaming  is  a  good  indication  that  danger  is  present  ,  he’s  learnt.  )  and  fighting  off  the  side  effects  of  exhaustion  &  the  temptation  of  a  nap.  nothing  much  happens  on  patrol  ,  especially  late  night  ones  (  which  should  be a  GOOD  thing.  )  except  ,  of  course  ,  what  you  hear  from  beyond  the  walls.   ❛  hey  ,  tyler  --  heading  out  for  a  shift?  ❜  eugene  kicks  off  from  the  side  of  the  cabin  he  had  been  leaning  against  (  just  to  rest !  )  and hunches  against  the cold  that  was  beginning  to  settle  in  as  daylight  faded  &  the  night  settled  in  --  he  would  be  lying  if  he  said  the  nights  didn’t  raise  some  hairs  on  the  back  of  his  neck  ;  not  scared !  just  wary.  the  nights  here  ,  he’d  learned  ,  were  eerie  &  SINISTER  ,  and  he’d  be  grateful  when  he  returned  back  to  his  cabin  in  another  hour  or  so’s  time.   ❛  mind  if  i  join  you  on  the  walk  to  your  post?  might  walk  the  rounds  one  last  time  before  clocking  off  ,  and  it  might  keep  me  from  dozing  off.  ❜

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HEATHER W. !

Heather sighed as she entered the area of the ‘patient’, who she got pushed on to help by another medic to finish the job. She had another person to help, but this was part of the job, getting pulled every which way and hoping for the best. “It’s just some pain killers, I was told you need to take them.“ Heather said as she held her hand out with a small cup filled with two pills, giving them a light shake to urge the other on.

                              it’s  the  ringing  in  his  ear  ,  you  see.  perhaps  it’s  PSYCHOLOGICAL  ,  considering  he’s  sure  it  shouldn't  be  affecting  him  this  long  after  the  incident.  but  somedays  it  feels  like  his  head  is  ready  to  EXPLODE  from  the  pressure ,  or  like  ---  he’s  got  a  head  cold  on  steroids.  (  or  MAN FLU  as  his  sister  would  have  snickered  at  him.  )  ❛ cheers, ❜  pain  killers  or  not  ,   he  doesn’t  even  question  the  contents  ,  just  throws  them  back  &  follows  it  with  a  gulp  of  water  ----  at  this  point,  eugene  could  really  consider  the  infirmary  his  second  home ;  he’s CERTAIN  if  you  counted  the  amount  of  times  he’s  been  found  here,  compared  to  the  time  spent  in  cabin four  or  the  security  base, the  infirmary  would  beat  it  by  MILES.  one  interesting  fact  about  eugene  mars?  he  was  the  most  uncoordinated  person  on  this  planet.  ❛ busy  day,  huh ? you  look  -----  ❜  don’t  say  tired.   ❛ ---- flustered?  ❜

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( ROME FLYNN + HE/HIM + CISMALE. ) — welcome to your new home, EUGENE MARS your data shows that you are currently a TWENTY FIVE year old AQUARIUS. we’ve had a peek into your personal history and it seems you are PATIENT + SELFLESS and also PASSIVE + SENSITIVE, but you won’t be too much trouble for us, will you? you have been assigned to be a SECURITY OFFICER in camp and will be living in CABIN FOUR.

hello hello pals ! i’m shannae a.ka NAE, 19,  she/her, acst & ur resident aussie grandma. i’m excited beyond repair to get writing with ya’ll ! i’ll be playing adrian lucano & eugene mars ---- my Dumb son who just? wants to be ur friend?? look at that smile. how can u resist.  anywho ! find out more abt him below the cut !

tw. ptsd.

born & raised in columbus, ohio, to parents that were ----- well, safe to say they were the STRICT kind. a father that spent almost twenty years serving in the army, expected his children to be the very best ! the smartest in class, the fastest on the sports team, children he could parade around like TROPHIES. their mother? well, she agreed with whatever the man of the household said, and pushed her children just as much as their opposing parent.

eugene spent a good chunk of his childhood either trying to please his father or  competing against his older brother for their father's affection. the mars family are a naturally competitive species, but eugene struggled to keep up to the exceptions that hovered over his head. he tried, he swears he did, he got straight A’s, he was the most talented on his highschool basketball team, was worthy of a scholarship to ivy league, but nothing seemed to SATISFY ---- you see, in his father’s eyes? eugene was too soft, too eager, carried too much WEAKNESS for a mars man.

eugene was always the target of his father’s frustration, but despite that, eugene always had a crowd of friends surrounding him --- benevolent, generous, charismatic, eugene is the type of person that draws people close to him naturally ; he carries his heart on his sleeve & warmth in his soul. which, much to his family’s disapproval, was always his downfall.

for eugene’s 18th birthday, his father gives him an application for the army as his present and tells him if he doesn’t do what he’s told, he’s disowned. eugene, not liking the fact he’s let someone down or caused someone to detest himself, agrees without protest ----- despite the FEAR over the thought of being trained to hurt, maim, kill.

he hates the army, hates being a soldier, he hates carrying a weapon, or the thought of hurting another living being -- he spends the first few months with his stomach in knots & a serious case of homesickness, but maybe he’ll harden up, maybe he’ll earn his father’s respect, maybe he’ll come home a HERO. 

he just doesn’t realise the path to heroism, is paved with more than just using a gentle touch to persuade his enemies. it’s stained with blood, and when he takes his first life? he chokes, gets hit on the battlefield, and takes damage to his left ear -- causing permanent hearing loss.

he’s discharged, and now he returns home broken, a failure. his father can barely look at him, his mother does what she can to tend to her son but not at the risk of angering her husband, eugene hits a new low -- the boy full of smiles & warmth, grows cold. 

EUGENE MARS ---- his name gets drawn in the lottery & there’s a spark of life that reappears. a chance to start anew ! despite the years of hardship that his father has given him, eugene offers his plus-one position to his parents first out of respect --- but his father figures it’s a HOAX ; there’s nothing out there for anyone, he says, we might as well die here. eugene is optimistic, nurses HOPE like it’s oxygen & he’s a drowning man. he has no one else: he hasn’t married - he has no children, because he’s been too busy fighting wars & defending his country, but he DOES have his siblings. and despite the fact him and his older brother haven’t talked in years, let alone mended their estranged relationship, he can’t leave him behind, nor his sister. 

now? eugene is the happiest he’s ever been. he grieved for his parents, sure, but the air is fresher, the days seem brighter, and he feels #BLESSED to be here, folks ! 

extras !

doesn't really like being a security officer tbh?? and he's a pretty shitty one lmao. u could be sneaking out the walls right in front of him and he’d say ‘ok ! ya’ll have a nice night ! ’

avoids confrontation like the plAGUE. 

don’t yell at him, , , it hurts his feelings and he’ll SULK for the next 32 days.

can’t hear out of his left ear, but doesn’t really bother him?? he can still hear fairly well out of his right !

loves the aranins. is currently trying to figure out how to domesticate one & take it home as a pet :/

wanted connections !

friends?? he loves friends?? ppl he helps out or hands out with ! eugene loves talking & listening, so need someone to rant to?? a shoulder to cry on?? eugene’s ur man !

carrying on from that, people from cabin four that he’s close with?? bunk buddies - maybe they go get meals together too?? sdfkjf love my boy. 

someone that calls him out on how much of a PU$$Y he truly is. 

colleagues ! eugene works on the security squad, and you’ll often see him patrolling areas and talking to citizens. so security officers that he spends a lot of time with?? maybe they know he doesn’t like the job?? or maybe they’re trying to help him overcome his fear of hurting someone/killing something??

also medics  .  .  .this boy hurts himself aLOT. he trips over invisible rocks & manages to dislocate his arm just by leaning on s/t. so maybe someone that he goes to in this circumstances because he’s too embarrassed to go to the infirmary after the first 100 times it happens??

romantic plots.  .  .  he can’t help falling in love with u, stop judging !  >:/ male or female, he just wants a cuddle, , , a smooch, , , to give u his heart.

and anything else ! i’m planning on making a proper wc page once i get the time to do so but ! feel free to hmu for anything and i’m sure we can figure something out !