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╰ ♡  MUSE 22, ESTER EXPÓSITO, CIS FEMALE ┊ have you seen LUCÍA BERKLEY-YATES around hillston? the TWENTY-TWO year old is said to be a HORSE JOCKEY. the neighbours would say that they’re DEFIANT and FLIPPANT, but they’re actually ADROIT and PERCEPTIVE. SHE often reminds people of crossing your fingers behind your back, a bed of flowers draped around your neck, and the roar of an adoring crowd. watch out, though. you wouldn’t believe that SHE CHEATED TO WIN THE BELMONT STAKES. 

yes i just watched elite s3 ... yes i was immediately overcome w the urge to play ester ... and what about it ?

background !

first of all, lu wants you to know she is NOT a horse girl, thank you very much

however, she has been riding horses since she was little, so … do with that what you will

but back to the beginning ! lucía was conceived by two people who’d met and gotten married the same night in vegas, conceived on their first night together and promptly handed out for adoption as soon as she was born

after a rocky stint in foster care, lu was adopted at the age of six by the berkley-yates family. though she doesn’t have a lot of memories from that early time in her life, it wasn’t an easy one, and she struggles sometimes when bad memories decide to resurface

still, she has lived a very privileged life since then, and it’s been pretty much all she knows

she took an interest in horses at a young age, and though she enjoyed riding horses, she never quite connected with dressage or show jumping, finding them dull

the moment she saw a triple crown race one year, she knew. that was what she wanted, and she wasn’t going to stop until she got it

jockeying is notoriously difficult for women to break into, but lu was flush with money and a never-ending determination. at first, she struggled to find any trainers that would let her ride for them, so she bought horses with her fathers’ money to even be allowed to race

once she started making a name for herself, though, those same trainers came knocking on her door asking her to jockey for them

with her newfound success, the pressure to win felt almost insurmountable – but the thing with jockeying is that at a certain point, it’s no longer about the jockey’s skill. it’s about the horse, and it’s about luck

when given the opportunity to jockey in the world-famous belmont stakes, lu knew what she had to do: she cheated

by some miracle, it worked, and skyrocketed to the top of jockey circles. she might not have led her horse to a triple crown, but she’s young. she has all the time in the world, and she’s got prize money to spend

as of right now, she’s back home training with some of her family’s horses, occasionally traveling to races across the country – and the world

#noragrets about the cheating ! she thinks it’s all no harm, no foul, and would do it again if given the chance

personality & etc !

has a Lot to say regardless of whether you want to hear it. literally never shuts up

additionally, if you don’t agree with the millions of things she has to say … square tf up she’s ready to brawl

thinks she’s hot shit and has a trophy wall to prove it

she can be a sweetie when she wants to, but ... does she ever want to ? tba

TINY. so tiny. i really don’t think u understand just how tiny she is until u stand next to her, but … tiny. five foot hundred pound bitch ass. yet she insists on being catty as hell … where are her brain cells ? lmk

wanted connections !

platonic soulmates — we love bffs in this house

something soft — she needs a soft friend ! she’s too much sometimes honestly make her calm down

drunk friends — maybe lu wouldn’t be caught dead with them sober, maybe they hate each other sober… who knows !

bad friends — lu can be very selfish and petty sometimes, and i’d love someone for her to pal around with who’s just as mean as she can be

hookups — anyone & everyone, she ain’t picky

enemies — she’s a Lot so someone who isn’t a fan is absolutely likely. gimme someone she rubs the wrong way, and it’s bad

enemies to lovers — tell me it wouldn’t be SPICY

that’s all 4 now hit the heart my loves

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╰ ♡  MUSE 30, ALEX FITZALAN, CIS MALE ┊ have you seen DEAN LAWRENCE around hillston? the TWENTY-THREE year old is said to be a MECHANIC. the neighbours would say that they’re CRASS and SURLY, but they’re actually CANDID and STEADFAST. HE often reminds people of a smear of engine grease on one cheekbone, dark circles under shifty eyes, and looking over your shoulder for something that isn’t there. watch out, though. you wouldn’t believe that HE PUBLISHED AN AWARD-WINNING NOVEL UNDER A PSEUDONYM. 

hellooooo everyone, i’m emily, i’m 22, use she / her pronouns and reside in the gmt+1 timezone ! i’m so glad to be here and ( finally ) posting my intros ! pls enjoy

background !

dean lawrence: the dreaded Middle Child™

he’s been officially diagnosed, it’s terminal :/

for three glorious years of his life, though, dean was the baby of the family. he always complained that this was the best time of his life and he doesn’t even remember it, smh

when joshua was born, though, dean doted on him. again, he was only three, so this was mostly composed of bringing him random toys to try to appeal to the new baby’s tastes, but he did his toddler best !

by the time their mom walked out, though, dean could already feel himself fading into the background. it was subtle at first, starting with eddie’s early success as a young athlete, but it only grew worse as the boys grew older and joshua’s big brain became more and more apparent. he didn’t feel like he had anything impressive to offer, watching from the sidelines as his brothers racked up achievements

dean, for his part, inherited the writing bug from his father. but instead of yearning to become an intrepid reporter, dean daydreamed about the could-have-been

he wrote stories in journals when he was young, graduating to typing them out on a laptop once he reached high school. never once, though, did he show them to anyone, hindered by the crippling fear that he’d never be as good as he wanted to be

his grades ( besides english, of course ) were never the best; though he was secretly good with words, the only talent dean ever shared with the world was being good with his hands ( can i get a 😏 )

upon graduating from high school, dean went directly into the workforce as a mechanic. don’t get him wrong – he likes his job, but there was always the yearning for more 

once, on a whim, he sent a completed manuscript out to publishers, just for kicks

the day he found out his manuscript had been picked up to be published was, tragically, the same day they found out joshua was dead.

so he kept it to himself, held the news close to his chest as he and his dad and brother all mourned. they’re still mourning, honestly, and it’s never felt like the right time to come clean

he’s the baby of the family again, and he hates it.

his book got published, flew off shelves, won awards … the whole time, dean kept toiling away in the shop, hidden safely by the pseudonym he’d chosen to write under. at this rate, he isn’t sure if he’ll ever come clean, even as he works on a second novel.

personality & etc !

kind of an ass, but an ass that will never forget your mom’s favorite type of flowers.

doesn’t talk much; he thinks small talk is “fucking stupid” and acts it’s the end of the world as we know it. he prefers to communicate in glares.

when he does talk, he doesn’t really think before he speaks. will fight you. will fight your mother. will fight your uncle’s dog’s brother’s cousin. probably sports a black eye at least once a week.

spends a lot of time in local bars, and probably considers this a personality trait.

drives a black 1967 chevy camaro, and probably also considers this a personality trait.

gruff as hell with a pretty smile.

he’s really just a big sad soft boy. don’t tell anyone.

wanted connections !

best friend / ride or die: he’s annoying, but he’ll love u lots ! dean would be incredibly overprotective and really want the best for this person

confidant: dean would rather die than talk about all his mushy feelings, but even assholes need someone to trust with deep shit and good gossip !

drinking buddies — everybody needs to unwind, right ? these two just do it in the same place for the sake of convenience. and probably accidental sharing of secrets that is NOT discussed the next day. 

fwb / fling — a guy’s got needs ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

exes — y’all know how this one goes. dean is a hot mess sometimes. could’ve ended well, could’ve ended badly – we can connect the dots together.

rival / enemy — these two basically just butt heads over everything and are constantly in competition for a reason probably long lost to them both. he’s also just annoying in general, so... be mean to him ! do it ! i’m asking u to

let’s plot xoxo

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Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.

Salvador Dalí (via wnq-art)

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there is fox in her, a curled up copper wire that binds her backbone together, a hint of wild, the cut of cleverness, eyes that laugh at everything, a smile all full of mystery, of playfulness, with feet that carried her through nights that rang with the howl of hunting. you cannot tame her. when she comes, it’s because she wants to. and when she stays: you should be on your knees in thanks. foxes like her choose their dens with the sharpest elegance. don’t betray her trust. don’t send her running. keep her close and love her hard or you’ll never see her like again. and trust me, you’ll miss her when she’s gone. you’ll miss her more than anything.

copper // r.i.d (via paynesrps)