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heprevaricated · 1 year ago

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a old description about my oc, Quinn. love him <3 also includes some little facts abt him

this is him in one of my stories revolving around my apocalypse au

Description

Quinn stands a whopping 5 feet and 7.4 inches tall. Has downturned, and striking light brown eyes. His skin is tan with moles scattered across his whole body. He has straight (sort of wavy), ink-black hair that almost passes his ears, accompanied by his small, little bangs in the front that he clips back. Wears a dark camo military jacket given to by his ma, along with a stained, long-sleeved shirt underneath. Has matching dark camo pants with thick knee pads and big scruffed-up brown military boots. Carries a knife holder on his right thigh. He has a dark red scarf around his neck (he loops it around a good number of times for extra security).

some facts

・24 years old.

・Big softy. A big loser, even.

・Had two moms: Ma, and Mom. Ma served in the military. notice the HAD. lmao

・Canasian (Asian-Canadian) is canasian a word...?????

・Chinese

・He/him

・Cisguy whos a bit silly

Silly Facts

・Eats strawberries whole. Leaves and all.

・Knows how to cookk

・Knows how to handle a pistol thanks to his Ma bringing him to shooting ranges.

・Played soccer throughout high school and somewhat in college.

・Aimed to be a culinary chef after failing to get a sports scholarship.

・Bit of a social dunce.

・Is super good at chemistry.

・Is far-sighted

・Can NOT handle the cold. freezes in 70 degree weather

・Has over 4000 hours in Stardew Valley. Managed to get Jace (his boyfriend) to play so they can get married in every playthrough. loser stardew fanatic

・Was originally supposed to be an idiotic jock. But, dumb jocks hurt my soul so I made him a smart jock </3. Was originally inspired to look like Nick from Heartstopper but I hate British people /hj.

・In sophomore year, dyed his hair an obnoxious color of blonde by accident. Like i mean, neon highlighter yellow. Then started doing it on purpose throughout his life (before the apocalypse, ofc)

#oc facts #Quinn #oc #apocalypse au #old writing

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heprevaricated · 1 year ago

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little snippet of my two oc's. cut off WAY earlier than intended cuz still gotta....write it

ALSO its supposed to be cringe, istg i will die on this cringe hill

word count: 1016

“Thanks again, for letting me use your shower.”

Jace eyes Quinn from the side as he pushes his door open.

“You’re thanking me for letting you shower..?” Jace asks, stepping into his room with a confused Quinn following right behind him. Jace’s bedroom, despite his circumstances, is still filled with his belongings. Mostly his various types of video games and his computer. There’s a few boxes piled up in a corner. Quinn can sort of tell that not all of those boxes even hold one object in them. “Do you even get showers at home? Should I call someone?” Jace raises a brow and plops onto his desk chair. Quinn lets out a small laugh and closes the door behind him.

“My moms take up most of the bathroom. Saying it’s difficult to even shower is…an understatement,” Quinn lets out a sigh and grabs his shirt to fan his chest.

“Oh, poor you, huh?,” Jace snickers, swiveling in his chair. His green tips of his hair swishing around. Quinn pouts and looks around the room. It’s basically the same, despite all the boxes around. Jace’s room has the same dark blue bed, or is it called navy? Quinn contemplates but catches Jace smirking at him and quickly looks away. His attention is now on the stacks of video game boxes. Quinn walks over to them and trails his finger along them. He notes down every game that’s here, because, well, he knows how many games Jace has. Digital and physical. From shooting games to cooking games to…wait. Quinn squints and grabs a certain game: a game he never saw before. He turns around to see Jace staring at him. Was he already staring at him?

“Mm, what?” Jace asks, a bit reluctant. He narrows his eyes and they flick towards the game for a mere second.

“Why are you buying new games?” Quinn carefully waves around the game box with a curious stare. “I mean, I’m not saying you can’t. I can’t force you not to — and I’m not trying to! But, won’t it take longer to pack if you buy new things?”

Jace swivels in his chair, his socks gliding across the floor. He furrows his brows and lets out a sigh. “One game isn’t a lot to pack. I’ll cram it in there.”

“But, Jace, one game could easily turn into twenty.”

“When I can afford twenty games in one sitting, I’ll totally call you to help me sort all that shit out.”

“Mm I’ll probably answer,” Quinn mutters, trailing his finger along the box before putting it back. Quinn then claps his hands which used to startle Jace, but now he just sees it as normal. Which, it is. “Okay, time to shower. I..cannot handle sticking to my clothes anymore.”

“Grossssss,, get out,” Jace grimaces and points towards the hallway outside his door. “You know where the bathroom is.” Jace then swivels around in his chair to face his computer. He frowns as he thinks of when he finally has to take this down. He bites his lower lip and pushes the power button, pushing that thought down for future Jace. He leans his chin on his hand and hums, fiddling with the mouse.

“Hey, so-“

Jace flinches, letting out a yelp which he quickly stifles. Quinn jumps as well and lets out his own yell of surprise. Jace slowly turns to stare at Quinn who makes a guilty smile.

“Uhm, haha...sorry,” Quinn rubs his hands together and Jace just stares and he settles for embarrassed silence. “Soo, I have no clothes! None whatsoever. I got so distracted ‘cause you came out of nowhere and I kind of followed? I have no clue, so here I am. No clothes.”

“Wow.” Jace says. Nothing else followed except for silence and Quinn’s pitiful smile. Jace’s lips quirk upward and he eventually grins before letting out a loud laugh. His chair creaks from his laughter and he wobbly gets up, and he attempts to compose himself. “Pfft..that was..cute.”

Quinn smiles nervously, airing his shirt out. “Me forgetting basic essentials is cute to you?”

“Yep,” Jace says, popping the p’s. He then moves past Quinn, careful not to touch him. Quinn follows right behind. He reaches his dresser drawers and pulls out some clothes. Quinn stares at them and is about to comment on it but Jace gives him a look and Quinn settles for coughing instead. Jace continues searching before finding a shirt that is..strikingly similar to Quinn’s size.

“Oh that’s mine.” Quinn slowly grabs it and holds it up before his eyes sparkle. His mouth slightly opens and then peers at Jace with a huge smile. “I’ve been looking for this! I lost it a while ago.” Jace raises a brow before he stares ahead at his drawers. Am I hoarding more of his clothes, he thought. Jace can feel his face heat up and he just searches his drawers because ultimately, he knows he will probably find more of clothes of his.

“I think that’s mine.”

“Also mine.”

“Wow, you even have my socks?”

“Underwear too..you basically have my whole closet.”

After the underwear discovery, Jace turned to Quinn who was holding a handful of his clothes. Jace’s eyebrows were knit and his brown upturned eyes were casted down. He cupped his face in his hands and groaned. “I swear…I am not a stalker..”

Quinn chuckled and nodded, “I know. This just means that I stay here way more than I thought..and your dad most likely got our laundry mixed.” Quinn then tries to hold Jace’s hand, a way to reassure him, but fails and drops all his clothes on the wood floor. Jace and Quinn both stare at the clothes before snickering together. Quinn crouches and clutches them all in his hands again while Jace grabs a loose sock and plops it into his pile.

“Alright, out, go shower. You’re sticky and gross,” Jace lazily orders, pointing out the door. Quinn softly chuckles and leaves the room, making his way to the bathroom down the hall.

#snippet #writing

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