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[ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? (Arsène)

Mostly when he was a boy and things weren't so complicated. However in Adulthood its whenever he's with Clodagh though he wouldn't admit that outload in fear of something happening to her.

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[ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? (greta)

For Greta it would probably be words of affirmation. If Geta says she loves you she means it. I think its the same for her receiving it, though she might not be the quickest to accept it. It lingers in the back of her mind.

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[ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? (Any)

Gilen Raven

Really anything involving Stella or his little sister. If you go after the people of the Moores he hides it well when it comes to that because he's a General but when it comes to the people closest in his life he'll go crazy.

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It felt like only yesterday they were just kids, getting into trouble with the staff. Causing a commotion whenever they could. Things didn't change much till the twins had made it to the age of 20, then they were harnessed into their roles. Terrence seemed to be the worse to reign in, fighting back for both him and his sister. while he saw Josephine slip into her role with grace, the Lady they had groomed her to be. The Queen to be that they had pictured her to be.

"You would think they would be ecstatic that we were so close. Most siblings would be tearing each other apart for the throne...Especially ones born of the same day..." he had heard whispers of twins killing each other for a crown. "even then, our love, our bond will always be stronger than any marriage, any partnership forged on political gain..." he shook his head "We might find our romantic partners in all this mess but we'll always be soul mates Josephine and that will never change." Terrence manage a chuckle when she mentioned the stork theory they had been given when they were just curious children. "You would think they'd want an heir of pure blood..." He shook his head "Not that I would ever want that for you, for us but we could have a bastard and pass it off as legit. I don't care whatever to make those monsters who want to control us happy. Anything to keep you here with me." He was rambling now, unable to stop the tears that began to stream down his face.

"fuck the House of Westergaards…they are not my ruler nor are they my god that I pray too every night.." He said bit more aggressively "Will Austria be better off? With me as the King alone without my rightful Queen by myside? Ruling a country who only wants to use her as a means to make more heirs? Will you even have a say in anything my dear sister? Or will they silence you? Will I be doing political meetings with your husband while you sit in another room with a child at your breast till the day you die?" Perhaps Terrence was being a bit dramatic. But now was the time for it, It was his Hail Mary. She was leaving in the morning.

"You can't be certain of that Josephine." He said softly now "Some kings would rather have you dead than come home. What if he hurts you? He surely wouldn't want you running home to tell me." At that point Terrence would be going to Jail for Murder. If anyone put their hands on his sister violently or inconcentually he was always there to knock them down. the mount of balls and dinners Terrence had ruined to keep his sister safe. He had lost count.

"I will try to care for her as best as I can on my own. But I need you...Austria needs you" He shook his head the tears still flowing from his eyes "You are the heart of this country...I am the fight and anger....I can lead us into battle but you...You give the people hope, bravery and happiness..." Terrence squeezed her hand. It was still so small even after all this time. It only made him cry more. "I can't do that....I'm not for the people. You are the face of Austria."

Josephine could hear the tremor in her brother’s voice, a sound that pierced deeper than any dagger. Part of her wanted nothing more than to shrink away, to curl up small and invisible like a frightened child, to slip back into a world where she was only a girl chasing her twin through sunlit gardens, barefoot and laughing, not a princess expected to bear heirs for an empire. The thought of what awaited her in Russia — the uncertainty, the risks of childbirth, the burden of royal duty — was enough to send her into a spiral. This side of her was one she only allowed Terrence to see.

“A birthright earned by a matter of minutes,” she teased softly, trying to mask her dread with a smile. “You remember how Mother used to scold me for dreaming that twins could rule side by side? I never understood why we couldn't rule together. Courts were built around a king and a queen — why not a brother and sister, bound together? It always felt so perfect to me. Back then, marriage seemed nothing more than a partnership, not love, not sacrifice.” She paused, the reality of the sacrifice still too fresh. She forced a smile, trying to lighten the mood. “I suppose I was still naive enough to think an heir arrived on the back of a stork.” Her laugh was light but carried a wistful ache, a longing for the safety of childish beliefs she could no longer afford.

Then her expression fell, eyes fixed on the floor. “That was the plan, Terrence,” she admitted quietly. “If Russia had a czarina rather than a tsar, perhaps I could have stayed. However, their military strength, their alliance — it is too valuable. Austria cannot refuse such a marriage without risking everything. And the House of Westergaards…” She hesitated, a chill in her voice. “I hear they do not take kindly to broken promises. We cannot afford to break faith with them. Austria will be the better for it in the long run.”

Then she looked up, fierce and loving all at once. “But I will not be caged, Terrence. No husband will keep me from you, or from Austria. If he truly desires a growing empire, then he must learn to love Austria as he loves Russia. I will return to you as often as I am able. That, I promise.” Yet, as she spoke, something stirred in the pit of her stomach, an uneasy feeling that her wishes might not be so easily granted. This tsar was only a name to her, a distant rumour of power and cold ambition, born of a land far harsher than hers. She still was unsure of what he expected in a wife, and most of all, what Russia expected in a tsarina.

“You are the only one I would ever trust with Austria,” she whispered, her voice steadier now. “If you are appointed regent in my place, then in some way, we will still rule side by side. Perhaps not as we dreamed when we were children, but close enough to cheat fate itself.” She reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly. “One way or another, we will stand together. That no one can take from us. They can change our titles, our homes, but they will never break us.”

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"Both" Greta said simply shrugging her shoulders. There was more than one reason for doing something, sometimes people did stuff more for one than the other. "Perhaps, be there is also a bit of...tension in it is there not? They know it will lead to something more, something less violent...or more violent I don't know how they like things." She joked a bit as she spoke candidly. "Perhaps, They hunger for things like anyone else dose. Food, Love, Sex, Violence. It's human nature, the thing that makes us animals at our core."

"I know it seems odd to you my dear cousin, but I think were all capable of turning that part of out brains off. I know depending on the circumstances I could harm someone...I could hurt you if I wanted to. but I don't because my love for you is stronger than that." Greta didn't mean to let her dark thoughts out like that. "That is part of it, Imagining those around your small waist, those hands around your thro-" Greta stopped herself taking a breath as she felt her own cheeks flush now "I should stop, I wouldn't want to make a bad impression on your young mind..." she nodded softly. "But you're right, it is appealing to have someone strong hold you like that even is its for a moment. in secret..."

"your heart will harden in time. You have been lucky to not see the horrors this world has to offer us. How men who are not bread to be gentlemen treat us simply because we are women. You won't know pain truly till it happens to you. I envy you cousin really..." She left it at that. "I'd like to try at some point, but I think they would loose their minds if a woman stepped foot in there..."

"I will be queen, yes. But a Queen they will have to muzzle. I don't plan to sit by quietly. Honestly I might come home sooner than we think, I plan to give them hell.." Greta said simply "they're going to know why I'm just now getting married." Shaking her head at her cousin "I refuse to be used for just producing an heir for a kingdom that might not even exist by the time they're born." She quipped simply "Or perhaps the king to be will die mysteriously and I will take over Italy myself"

"Well, Good isn't exactly what I'm looking for. Any good man wouldn't sneak off with a queen to be to compromise her..." she nodded off towards the ring. "if you think them fighting is morally questionable you see how they are in bed..." Greta could help but the low giggle as she stood up.

"perhaps he has a stick stuck up his ass..." She said plainly. "I noticed it too. Do you think you will be wasting your time if you approach him?" She said beginning to talk them both to her chambers so they could get ready for the ball later that night. "If I am not mistaken he is royalty I just can't put my finger on where I know him from." She shrugged "Perhaps you can have your cake and eat it too. Love and Power and wouldn't that just be the best ending to your perfect little story?" She was teasing once more.

"Why not, you like him do you not? woo him and sneak off and have some fun for once. You really think You mother and father were so innocent in their relationship? I don't believe it..." Greta looked at her cousin and laughed a little "Oh but I'm sure he knows what he would do with you...I am quite sure he has thought about it a few times since catching eyes with you...why is it that men get to have their naughty thoughts and we can't. we are human too and are attracted to others as well..." She argued "You're not and that's a good thing. But I did it out of Spite you can do it for genuine fun and connection." Approaching the palace where they were staying she lowered her voice a bit. "Oh don't promise me that, Promise to be bold and brave....you can still be on your best behavior and still make a statement at least" she looked Anissa up and down "Come, I will help you dress for the ball..."

“They fight to practice for an actual war or to defend themselves — that feels different to me,” Anissa began gently, her voice soft with hesitation. “When my brother or Zara trains, they know their opponents, they trust them not to truly harm them. There is a…gentleness behind the force.” Her gaze shifted out across the field, and a faint shiver ran through her. “But here? These men seem to hunger for violence itself. ”

A flush rose in her cheeks. “Though, I suppose…there is something fascinating about it,” she admitted, almost embarrassed to hear herself say it aloud. “How someone can inflict pain so easily, almost like it is nothing.at times even with no hesitation. ” She fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve. “ I suppose I can see why the ladies find that power so… appealing. It must feet thrilling, or somehow even safe, to stand beside someone dangerous. There is a certain danger that almost feels protective.” She shook her head quickly, trying to clear the thought. “Still — seeing it and living it are very different things. I think I would only find it beautiful if it were done for a reason, not just to…to show off.”

“Perhaps,” Anissa said softly, “or maybe I just still have compassion and haven’t hardened my heart yet.” There was a hint of quiet pride in that — as though she refused to give up her gentleness.” She glanced again at the men leaving the field, some barely able to stand. A pang of worry passed through her. “I only hope they aren’t forced to do this just to feed themselves,” she added quietly. She heard first hand the lengths many needed to go just to survive. “At least neither of us has to step out there.” she murmured.

Anissa’s hands folded primly in her lap as she listened, trying to keep her composure even as Greta’s tone sharpened. “I know it feels terribly unjust ,” she said gently, her voice quiet but sure, “but it is a small price to pay, truly, when you think of all you stand to gain. You will be a Queen. That comes with privileges, endless luxuries, and power few have. Most only dream of what you are gaining .” Anissa knew she was also blessed as she had been raised with the promise of marrying for love, as her mother had before her — yet even that promise felt so delicate, so easy to take away. Sometimes she wondered if the freedom she’d been told was hers might vanish the moment she grew too old or made one wrong step. A times she wonder how it would How was anyone meant to find love locked in a golden cage?

She exhaled slowly, her gentle gaze returning to Greta’s face. “You are worth more than any hasty alliance,” she reminded softly, with a note of quiet pride. “If they cannot see that, then the fault is theirs, not yours.” Anissa’s shoulders lifted in a faint sigh. “I know you feel like their last, desperate option,” she went on, “but think of the goddess Tyche, and her turning wheel. What falls will one day rise. And what is low now will be lifted up again. We may need them one day if Arendelle were to fall and then rise. Italy will owe you everything, Greta, for helping to restore them. And what it is worth…I believe your parents chose this marriage because they knew you were strong and wise enough to save it.”

Her gaze drifted out over the knights but quickly returned to Greta, with a faint, concerned crease between her brows. “All the same, I do hope you will be careful,” she added softly, glancing at the man Greta had just winked at, her cheeks pinkening. “London may have many things to offer, but I doubt all of them are good.”

The idea of leaving early made her shoulders loosen with relief. “Yes, please,” she breathed. “If it grows any uglier, I cannot bear to watch. I would rather help you dress for the ball. I'm looking forward to it more than any other event.”

Greta’s teasing made her shoulders jump, and her face went bright pink. “Him?” she squeaked, trying far too hard to sound casual. “I wasn’t — well, I was only — I was trying to look away from the fighting!” Her blush returned in full force. It had only been a half lie. Her eyes had been drawn, again and again, to that hard, distant man. There was something in the way he carried himself — a stillness edged in something sharp. IT drew her eye even when she tried to look away. “If I ever was looking, it was only because… he looks so serious, grumpy even.” Her eyes gestured across the arena where he sat. She was fairly sure who he was, but would never speak it to Greta. Even when he’s cheering, he does it so…sternly, as if he’s afraid to smile too widely. And have you noticed how timid everyone seems around him, even when he shows approval?”

Anissa nearly choked on a breath, her eyes going wide as saucers. “Greta!” The princess gave a helpless little laugh, nudging Greta’s arm gently. “I would never sneak off with him — saints, I wouldn’t even know what to do with myself!” she added, flustered beyond hope. “Truly, I’m nothing like you,” she insisted, voice small but sincere. “You can charm anyone in a heartbeat, but I—I don't have that allure you do.” At times, she wished she could be less uptight - but her heart wouldn't allow it. She wanted love, to be devoted to someone, not just a fun night. “You truly are the worst influence,” she scolded playfully, warm and fond. “And I know you’d look the other way if I did — but I promise, I shall behave.”

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"They may think you a tyrant. a trigger happy power hungry king" He Arsene could feel his body shaking. He never did well with dealing with other royalty. "work with your kingdom, use your win to get them excited so they'll stand with you when you conquer more land..." He shook his head "And what if they all question you, will you rule over an empty kingdom?" He shook his head "We are nothing alike..." He said simply his shoulders raised to make himself seem taller. "However I'm here to celebrate your achievement. I just simply don't want to see it lost before you've just begun" he rolled his eyes "I have no worry of the Westergaard as they have no Worry about me...we are allies already through Austria..."

What an odd answer -- stopping while you were ahead? Edmund knew no such thing. It was a cowards way out, his father would say. His victory in England was one to be admired. A path paved for all lords whose claim to the throne was legitimate. "For whatever reason would I be inclined to stop?" He questioned, turning now to see who was speaking. "I need not gain favor, I will simply uproot all those in favor another. You must understand -- the gods bestow us with this victory. You. Me. We rise in rank to fulfill our duty. Should you ever wish to gain allies, you must first learn the game. There are many amongst us that wish us dead, do you truly believe the Westergaard Princes are here to win my favor? No. They are looking at me. At you. At ever single prince in court. You mustn't turn you back to any man -- We can be great allies, should you be so inclined to walk my path."

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"A story...?" Danny said a bit a defeated "You have any stories from home? I'm collecting a few for an assignment" it was a lie but he had to find some way to get the man talking. He was drunk so he had to slip up eventually. "It depends on who you ask and what kind of mood i'm in"

Cristos dropped his arms to the table, eyes picking up towards the stranger. Was it impolite to ask for a favor — at least he thought he was asking kindly. He could never get used to human interactions. “Something in it for you? I have nothing to bargain, except maybe a conversation. OH! I can tell you a story about my friend Sven. You look like a story kind of guy."

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"Truly a crime for those of us who long to do more with ourselves than to be tied to more than one person." She said breathlessly "I had to get away from my home, go somewhere no one knew my name, my history....I needed to figure out who I was without my family breathing down my neck. I had my Scandalous moments but it wasn't all like that."

"No, but I think they gave her an impossible task. No one is going to stop me from getting into a little trouble." Even her own cousin, Especially her cousin. Greta chuckled a little "A mistress for me? Surely most would be looking to the man I am Betrothed to for that. Usually its the Woman who looks the fool while the man sleeps with whoever he likes, besides I don't think they'll like me in the court I am joining. I'm sure they'll want me dead in no time"

she couldn't help but yelp a little as his teeth dug into her skin. "C-can you hold me up against the wall?" she said softly "I'm going to turn around, I want to look at you while you succumb to your pleasure inside me." She guided him out of her so she could adjust and quickly guided him back in as a soft moan escaped from her lips. "I won't be to much to hold, but I will wrap both my arms and legs around you..."

“It is the duty of our time, unfortunately.” To be roped into a marriage with little thought other than to have children. Astor despised having to marry the Arendelle princess, but it was his duty to his own kingdom. If he was to be a ruler, he had needed an heir. “How scandalous, you lived on your own? Under no supervision? And here I thought all ladies were locked away in a tower until they became of age.” Astor chuckled, it was not quite true but most men thought such at some point in time. “Rough is exactly what I need.”

Astor matched her chuckle, finding it rather odd to have a younger cousin as chaperone. This girl, whomever she was, must have been an awful bore to be left with such a grave responsibility. “I suppose she is not doing her job,” he uttered — or else they would have not been in this position. “Perhaps not, but you never need to be fully tied down. Why not have a mistress?”

His breath was heavy, Astor’s mouth continued to pepper kisses along her neck. They had to be quick, quiet, and hopefully both satisfied when the event was over. Astor quickened his pace, fingers gripped together against her dress as he held himself still. “The only right answer,” he murmured, slowly his pace as Astor’s teeth dug into her shoulder. “I dare say, it is no fun that I cannot tease you in this short time period. Come, we must change position — quickly. Of your choice.”

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✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  Terrence White `

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  N/A`

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  22`

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Cis-Male He/him `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic `

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single (open)`

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Crowned Prince of Russia `

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  Singing, Reading, Writing`

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Aquarius `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  … The Kingdom Of Austria`

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  Austrian `

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … Austrian `

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Austria `

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  5th of February`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Highest level Education`

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Snow White and King Florian, Josephine White (Twin sister) `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The naive Prince`

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Kind, Sensitive, Loyal`

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  stubborn, Possessive, immature `

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful Good `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … Luke Newton `

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 6'0 `

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Muscular `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … Brown `

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Blue `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  none `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … None  `

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Blues and Greens `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Keeping Josephine at home `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … loosing Josephine`

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … to rule Austria with Josephine `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His caring natrue`

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His stubborness `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  His sister `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

TBD

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  Josie Westergaard`

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  Jo `

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  23'

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Cis-female she/her `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic `

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single (open)`

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Crowned princess of Fangontos`

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  Singing, Writing, and reading`

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Aires `

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  … The Kingdom Of Fangontos`

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  English, Argentinian`

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … Argentinian`

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Fangontos `

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  16th of April`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Highest level Education`

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … King Christopher Westergaard and unnamed Queen of Fangontos. Demetri, Matthias, Johanna, Freya (Cousins), no siblings '

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The Damsel not in distress`

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Kind, intelligent, cunning'

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Arrogant, Manipulative, Sneaky`

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful Evil `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … Anya Taylor Joy`

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 5'7 `

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Slim `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … Brownish/Black `

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Brown `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  none `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … some from battle training `

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Blacks, purples and Reds `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  convincing her father that she can rule on her own `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … disappointing her father'

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … To rule Fangontos like her parents have `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … Her bright aura`

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … Her secretive nature `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  Her parents`

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

Josie was from a young age very spoiled. The only heir to the throne being that her mother died before she could even remember. Her father however treated her like she was glass. Protecting her for as long as he could, unlike his family did with him.

However this didn't stop her from sneaking around the palace when she wanted to. Of course this got her into a lot of trouble but it was in her nature to be sneaking and sly. She was her fathers daughter.

Now she's old enough to take the throne however, Her father refuses to let her take over till she marries someone. She's offered to marry.....her cousin. Which was met with a shaking head an disappointing sigh. While she was only joking (Kinda), She feels she isn't being given the chance to be the Queen he raised her to be.

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  William Kingston`

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  Will`

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  47`

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  ���𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Cis-Male He/him `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic `

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single (open) `

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Squire to Sir Dean Kingston `

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  Writing, reading, piano playing`

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  … Taurus `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  …  England `

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  Scottish `

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … English `

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  Scotland `

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  21st of April`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Highest level Education`

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Scottish Noble man and Woman, Dean Kingston (Twin Brother) `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The Lover `

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Kind, Light-Hearted, Intelligent `

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Arrogant, Cowardly, Sensitive `

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful good `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … James McAvoy `

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 5'7 `

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Muscular and slim `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … Auburn `

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Blue `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  none `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … None  `

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Light Blues, and greys `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Love `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … dying alone `

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … to find the love of his life `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His Soft natrue`

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His Naivety`

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  His brother `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

William came into this world right after his brother Dean with very little to no effort. And that would be the case for the rest of his life. Unlike his Twin William was always the Softer of the two. Gravitating towards Art, Music, Writing while his brother was lifting and taining for the next war.

Despite their differences, The twins were inseparable and the best of friends. And Will even have Dean a safe space to be soft and kind. Take a break from being strong. They really were each others mssing piece.

When Dean got offered a Knighthood Will was more than happy for him. However he couldn't help but be a little heartbroken that his brother would be leaving for England. Until Dean told him that will would be going with him And the two were off to England.

Will doesn't regret going, However as tensions rise he worries him and Dean will pull a part the older they get and the more complicated politics get.

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  Dean Kingston`

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  N/A`

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  46`

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Cis-Male He/him `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic `

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  ��𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single (open)`

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Knight for the English Court `

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  Combat, horse riding, polical science`

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Taurus `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  … England`

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  scottish `

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … English`

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Scocttland`

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  21st of April`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Basic Education`

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Scottish noble man and woman, William (twin brother) `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The fighter`

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Brave-heated, StrongWilled, Cunning`

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  bull-headed, Sneaky, Posessive `

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful Evil `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … James Mcavoy `

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 5'7`

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Muscular, Bulky `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … auburn`

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Blue `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  none `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … Lots and lots of battle scars  `

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Light Blues and greens `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  His will too fight `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … loosing a battle

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … fight in many wars `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His phyical and mental streingth`

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His close mindedness`

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  His brother `

Dean came into the world fighting. Being born first, unable to breathe with his umbilical chord wrapped around his neck. His younger brother and twin William Following behind him without any issues. However Dean was always significantly bigger than his twin counter part. And he Parents knew from day one he was going to be a fighter.

They couldn't have been more right. Dean grew up making sure he was as strong as he could be. Making sure he could always win a fight no matter where he was. It didn't take long for other kingdoms to take notice. Requesting that they send Dean and his men to help with any wars that their Allies were involved in. It wasn't long before Dean was Offered Knight hood and was asked to leave scotland. There was just one problem.

Dean refused to leave William.

The brothers were as thick as thieves. Despite their start differences One Guilded by War, the other Guilded by Love. Dean couldn't imagine living anywhere whithout his twin bother, So he proposed that will Be his Squire and that he be a man of the court. He could enttertain, Paint, Read and write things that Scottland couldn't offer, It was a win Win for both men,

They now live together in England, however with the new king on the throne Tensions are rising. Will is against the new king and how he got his Throne where Dean is indifferent and will fight for his Allies. Hess Loyal to a fault and sees a lot of himself in the new King. Because he knew deep down, If he was in that position he would do the exact same thing.

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  Theodore Dun-Broch`

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  Teddy`

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  33`

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Cis-Male He/him `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic `

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single`

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Crowned King Of scotland`

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  Hunting, Combat, cooking`

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Libra `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  …  Scotland court`

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  Scottish `

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … Scottish`

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Scotland `

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  23rd of October`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  basic education `

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Queen Maria and unnamed Man, Siblings open `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The Strong King`

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Kind, Light-Hearted, gentle`

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Arrogant, vulgar, Sensitive `

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful Good `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … Derek Theler`

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 6'5 `

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Muscular and bulky `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … red `

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Blue `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  A few brear tattoos, and his clans code of arms, symbols `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … battle scars, scares from being in bear form`

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Light Blues, greens, golds, brown leathers `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Keep the Kingdom strong `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … living up to his mother's bravery `

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … to rule Scotland as best as he can `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His Soft natrue`

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His Temper `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  His Father`

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

The Dun-Broch family is famous for their connections with bears and the spirits that roam the foggy forest in the out skirts of their clan.

However, no one knows that they have embraced their connections and have honed in the curse that one plagued their family and have taken control of it.

Merida, the Queen that led the clan to this realization along with her own mother. When they found that after they were turned into a bear when the sun would rise they would go back to being a human (Kinda wear Wolf rules but they can control when they initially changed)

However, when Teddy was born. He was born with the ability. He didn't have to eat a pastry or take some kind of potion. He also had more control over it unlike the others in his clan.

It was made apparent that Teddy needed to be trained to his best ability. That he was already posing to be strong than any other warrior in the clan. Which is good thing for their king to be. But everyone has one person that's Jealous.

Teddy had many non-believers. However he simply would prove them wrong. Going in and out of bear form to trick them and confuse them in battle.

He grew up to be a very good leader and could battle greatly to boot.

He has officially taken the crown now, and while his mother is still alive, he can't help but feel her shadow looming over him. He worries he'll never live up to the Queen she was, he never knew his father but was lucky to have some time with his Grandfather before his passing and his Cousins who he grew up along with as well.

At his core, Teddy really just wants to share this with someone. However he's never really connected much with the Ladies that came to his court. He wasn't the great dressed and act like the royalty type. Yes he was a King....but not in the traditional sense.

He waited for someone to sweep him off his feet.

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   … Mordecai Pluto` > `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆���   …  Cai` > `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  33` > `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Macs Presenting Non-Binary He/They` > `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic ` > `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual ` > `Relationship Status   … Single (open)` > `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  Duke of Mistvein` > `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  hunting, Piano playing, Singing` > `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Sagittarius `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  … The Kingdom Of Lumia` > `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  Italian, English ` > `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … Italian' > `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Italy ` > `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  22nd of November` > `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Highest level Education` > `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Unnamed Duke and Duchess, Open for Younger Siblings `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The Reaper` > `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Clever, Confident, Sly > `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Arrogant, Secretive, Manipulative ` > `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Lawful Good `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … Jamie Campbell Bower` > `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 6'0 ` > `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Muscular, slim ` > `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … Blonde` > `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … Blue ` > `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  too many to count ` > `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … None  ` > `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Black and leather `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A ` > `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  the taste of blood and the drive to kill` > `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … none ` > `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … To enjoy life ` > `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … Their Charm` > `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … Their Hunger` > `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  none`

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

Cai was always the Odd on of his family. Never wanting to conform to what their parents wanted them to be. He was rebellous and snuck out regullarly to go to parties, Bars, and places a Duke to be shouldn't go. Their Parents noticed from an young age Cai had an obsession with hunting and killing small animals. They brushed it off and hoped that it would evolve into something favorable. It didn't. Cai Only got worse as they got older and while he might come off as Charming sometimes, for the most part he's Crass, Vulgar, and heartless.

His first Kill that was a human was a Sex worker when he was only 18. The thrill of seeing her life leave her eyes was enough to keep Cai going for days. However the one thing he couldn't shake was how much the Tase of her blood made him feel.

They knew they were a monster. But that didn't stop him, They continued killing whoever they saw fit. Covering their tracks by only going out in the dead of night. By the time they were 20 they had killed at least 15 people.

Mistvein was in a State of Emergency, A curfew put in place by Cai's father to keep the family safe. Cai couldn't leave the home and there was no one out to kill anyway. So he went for the next best thing. On the eve of Their 21st birthday, Cai Killed his own parents. No one ever knew who did it assuming that the killer had some how broken in to the Pluto home and too their anger out on the Duke and Duchess for the curfew. Cai stepped into the role of Duke and did a very good performance of showing his Grief.

He lifted the Curfew and had continued his killings ever since and has yet to be caught. Mistvein still isn't 100% its a mess and Cai's not doing a great job as Duke but he hopes to bring home a Duchess who can take over for him so he can continue his cruel Activities.

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` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BASICS***

> `𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆   …  Daniel Darling`

> `𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔   …  Danny`

> `𝒂𝒈𝒆   …  27'

> `𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓  &  𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔   … Masc presenting Non-Binary He/They `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Panromantic (Potentially Polyam)`

> `𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   … Pansexual `

> `Relationship Status   … Single (open)`

> `𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  being a little shit `

> `𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔  …  day dreaming, Writing, reading`

> `𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏(𝒔)  …  Sagittarius `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***BACKGROUND***

> `𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆  … The Kingdom Of Lumia`

> `𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚​   …  English `

> `𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   … English`

> `𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   … Lumia/Frell `

> `𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉​   …  17th of December`

> `𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚   …  Highest level Education`

> `𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔​ … Wendy Darling and Peter Pan (Parents), Jane Darling younger half-sister `

` ˚  ༘✶  ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***PERSONALITY***

> `𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒔/𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔  … The wild Child`

> `𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  outgoing, Youthful, Fun`

> `𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔  …  Arrogant, Immature, Selfish'

> `𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  … Chaotic Good `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚ . ` ***APPEARANCE***

> `𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  … Jack Wolfe `

> `𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕  … 5'10`

> `𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅  … Slim `

> `𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓  … Brown `

> `𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  … brow `

> `𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔  …  none `

> `𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔  … None  `

> `𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆  … Blues and Greens `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆ ｡˚  ` ***MISC***

> `𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔  … N/A `

> `𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  …  finding who he is, where he comes from `

> `𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔  … Peter not believing him`

> `𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍  … to live in Neverland for the rest of his life `

> `𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His Youthful spirit `

> `𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  … His immaturity `

> `𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍  …  His Father `

` ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚  ` ***Details***

Danny always knew he was odd from the day they could remember. His mother was always more protective of them than his other siblings. Which in turn made him very protective of their younger siblings

regardless of this fact, Danny is very shy and quiet. That doesn't stop him from being a little cheeky from time to time.

He has dreams, of a magical world far from his homeland of London. A place where they will never grow up and can run with Pirates, Mermaids, and Fairies.

He told his mother about their dreams and she immediately folded.

She told him that it was where his father was. That he was the child of his mothers first love. Peter Pan a young boy that she would visit in the magical island off the cost of their home. Neverland.

Now with a name, the only thing left for Danny to do was to find out how to get there. All they need to do is trap a fairy and get their pixie dust. How hard could that be?

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The Essex Serpent (2022) - S01E06