alexfallon

[alexfallon]

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They didn’t change in the slightest and Dustin found it endlessly refreshing to see their smile every damn time they happened to show up. They were a kind and gentle person and Dustin had always appreciated their space in his life, however brief or long it may have been. As they approached him, their responding French made him smile- genuinely, this time. Gasping in mock offense and striking his fist upon his chest, he protested, “I am not afraid of the sun. If you’re calling me a vampire, that was one time! You opened the drapes and I was half-asleep, of course I was going to whine like a baby.” Snickering and resting his hand on his other arm, he took a step forward toward them. “It’s good to see you again, even if I wasn’t expecting to see you of all people here. You look great, as always. Still just as beautiful.” Lifting his arms, he raised his eyebrows and peered over his sunglasses, a friendly grin on his face. “Can I get a hug, maybe buy you a coffee? I’m in some dire need of caffeine right now. Unfortunately, your favorite loser is still having his soul sucked dry in college. And by loser, I mean me.”

“It was almost noon! And it was your own fault for drinking so much the night before and getting such a bad hangover.” The teasing was good natured, as it always was. Alex had never had a mean bone in their body, everyone said so, and this was doubly true with Dustin. He was sweet, and Alex was still endlessly fond of him.

“I think I can manage a hug.” They wrapped their arms around Dustin and pulled him in, smiling at the fact that he even smelled the same. It was nice to know that even with so many big changes in their life, Dustin’s smell had remained perfectly intact, a source of comfort. “You know all that coffee is not good for you, why not some tea? Or at least a decent smoothie.” While the age gap had never been significant in any way, it still showed in Alex’s tendency to show concern over even the smallest of things. But then, that’s the kind of thing that happens when you’re the eldest of seven children. At least, that’s what they say.

[alexfallon]

are there any other languages you wish to learn besides the ones you already know?

“I’d like to know German and Dutch.”

[alexfallon]

what is your biggest fear?

“Dying alone.”

[alexfallon]

what's your biggest regret?

“Drinking and driving while pregnant.”

[alexfallon]

feel free to send in some honesty hour questions guys!!!!

[alexfallon]

It seemed that, as the saying goes, it’s a small world after all.

At the whistle Alex looked up from their phone and saw a strikingly familiar, very pale face, with a still very charming smirk. Alex returned the smirk with a smile, genuinely surprised at seeing Dusty again, but in a very good way.

“I could say the same to you.”  They retorted teasingly. “Are you still afraid of the sun or have I just caught you on a bad day?” Alex slipped their phone into their pocket and approached Dusty to make facilitating conversation easier. In some ways it was nice to see Dusty, even if they had parted ways years ago, it was on very amicable terms, at least in Alex’s mind.

But at the same time, it was like his appearance was taunting Alex. The only successful relationship they ever had had been in a Friends With Benefits scenario, which brought up a lot of uncomfortable questions that Alex knew the more uncomfortable answers to.

closed starter for @alexfallon!

The mornings for Dustin had been a rush lately, getting up a little later than usual after nights studying to get up and go to work all over again. Thankfully, his classes had wound down and he would only have to go back for his exams next week, but it didn’t make him any less of a busy bee. Keeping himself busy had become a forte in his life from a young age, the preoccupation keeping his mind level and his feet on the ground, even when his head could be in the clouds. In a way, it might have kept his inner mental turmoil at bay when he was younger, until something had changed in him and made him much more unsteady in his own decisions, an unsteadiness he chose not to mention to anyone. The work day had ground to an end in the late afternoon and he had packed up his stuff to head off for the day, choosing to walk rather than drive the several blocks over in order to enjoy the nice day. Dustin might be paler than a goddamn vampire on the best of days, and the sun was welcome whenever he could get it without feeling as if he would be burning his flesh off. The summer weather hadn’t set in quite yet and as long as he packed a water bottle and some tissues around with him, his health problems had remained at a fair minimum. No nosebleeds for this smart cookie today. Heading out of the building and deciding he should probably make a stop into the local coffee shop and grab himself a refresher to keep him awake. It was just about the time that those who worked day-jobs would be getting off work for the evening, and though Dustin hadn’t been here very long to know all the faces in a small town like Crownsville, he was pretty damn certain he would know a certain someone’s face when he saw them heading down the street in their direction, appearing to have their attention focused elsewhere. Wanting to be sure before he made an ass of himself in the middle of the street, he pushed his sunglasses up further- thankfully, he wouldn’t be that unrecognizable to them, as they had met long after Dustin’s physical appearance had drastically changed. In fact, his tattoos might give him away. As they grew closer to crossing paths, he confirmed to himself that, without a doubt, it was the person he was thinking of. Whistling to get their attention when he was only a few feet away, stopping in his tracks, he called out, “Ça fait longtemps… Cependant, d'habitude quand je te vois, tu portes moins de vêtements.” Smirking in their direction, he offered a friendly wave, not wanting to wrap them up in a friendly hug too soon, wanting to make sure they recognized him. “How could I forget such a pretty face?”

[alexfallon]

[ lauren cohan, thirty six, agender demigirl, they/them ] ━ hey, I just saw [ alex fallon ] walking down the streets of crownsville. they’ve lived in town for [ a year and a half ], and you can catch them around town working as a [ cashier and stock taker at cover to cover and a babysitter for victor takata ]. I hear they’re known to be [ sweet & patient ] and [ withdrawn & self deprecating ]. if asked, they would say their aesthetic would be [ vintage postcards, the smell of church incense, bitten lips, shots of whiskey, a half empty bed, texts in foreign languages, warm neutrals and earthy tones, calloused hands with a gentle touch ].

what up it’s cody back at it again with another intro for another muse! again dont have every detail of their backstory sorted but here’s what my lazy ass came up with (tw for miscarriage, car accident, and alcoholism)

alex grew up in rural appalachia. like, super rural. basically they’re a hick/redneck/hillbilly/whatever the term is idk that’s what they are. grew up hunting and has the thick accent and can fish and skin animals and everything. if the zombie apocalypse happened they’ll be ok

they were poor as shit and kinda expected to not really make anything of their life but lo and behold theyre a genius. like proper child prodigy and made it to college at 16 woo hoo!!!!

started out studying the sciences, mostly physics, but moved on to the humanities AND WHOOOO BOY DID THEY EXCEL

mcfuckin history nerd over here. everyone in their class had their Historical Niche(TM) and alex had a,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,few; the byzantine empire, the golden age of the islamic empire, the roman empire, alexander the great and his antics, the mongols, cleopatra, kievan rus, the history of the catholic church, borgia era italy, and the cold war.

they’re also fluent in italian, french, arabic, russian, aramaic, persian, latin, greek, ancient greek, and spanish

went to harvard to get their phDs in history, classics, physics, religious studies, english lit, russian lit, and art history, and met the man who would become their husband. he was old money, like super old money, and he and alex got on well, altho alex often questioned why he was with them.

once alex got all of their doctorates they married their bf but the imposter syndrome that they had been dealing since they were 16 just got worse and worse by the day. alex, not knowing how to cope, turned to alcohol and kept their feelings hidden from their husband.

eventually they got pregnant and alex was overjoyed, like just over the mcfuckin moon. they decided to quit drinking and things became better, steadier.

a little over a month into their pregnancy and sobriety they had an argument with their husband. they went to a local bar, got wasted, and when they tried to drive home got into a wreck. they survived, but the baby didnt.

with the imposter syndrome back in full force, along with depression, alex distanced themselves from their husband. they kept going to AA meetings, more out of guilt than anything, and became friends with another member who was trying to get sober.

he also came from a poor background and alex didnt feel like they had o try so hard with him, like they do with their husband. pretty soon they were having an affair.

eventually the guilt started to eat away at alex and one day, while their husband was out, they left, running off their their lover.

two months later they left their lover while he was asleep.

they have lived in crownsville ever since and are just taking each day as it comes.

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