【tally】
TEDIOUS EFFORTS TO DECORATE FELLOW partygoers eventually see tally grinning with mischief and pride, as one particularly annoying suitor classmate now dons a copy of an embarrassingly kinky text he once sent her along the span of his back; the SPITEFUL side of her hasn’t wrought havoc on other bare flesh she has touched, at least for the time being, however she couldn’t help herself in this particular instance. she’s been drinking revised versions of her go-to beverages since she’s arrived at quinby, offers of another finally being fulfilled by a now-present val. the new yorker had been wondering exactly WHEN the other would appear, knowing damn well that it was inevitable for val to seek her out at some point tonight — and thank fuck it wasn’t while she was on the cusp of leading her pick of the night to a bedroom upstairs. “ dare i ask what’s in this ? ” tally accepts the cup nonetheless, her gaze shifting between the redhead and her boots as she draws attention to them. to question val from the jump would be enlightening for NEITHER woman, so she bites back whatever doubt she holds for that price tag and opts for a slight nod — albeit with a dubious twinge to her expression that carries into the sophomore’s threat. “ it’s your own fault if they DO, ” tally notes with an apathetic tone, “ why do you think i wear outdated shoes to all of these sloppy parties ? ” who even wears boots to a paint-splattered, poolside rager ? valencia, apparently.
“ it’s a college party , tally , ” val quips , giving a dismissive wave at what she anticipates will be a displeased response from the other . “ it’s vodka and coke , not fucking moët . sorry to disappoint , queen . ” on that note , the redhead bows in a mock curtesy , before rising with a discreet eyeroll . it is ironic , perhaps even daring , to pull such a move against a peer who does yield such power over her ( even if valencia refuses to admit that as fact ) , but this is when her desires are truly at odds . on the one hand , she wants to be viewed as independent , reliant upon no one , but on the other hand, the desire to maintain the superior image that having thousands of spare dollars to toss around rears it’s head , suddenly making her dependent upon ‘ friends ’ she can hardly tolerate . perhaps that’s why she pulls these ridiculous schemes – attempting to pick a fight over well – loved forty dollar combat boots that she had buffed dirt and scuffs off of ; maybe she is merely looking for excuses to share her true feelings with her peers , but this is no time for introspection . she slightly shakes her head , attempting to clear it of these intrusive thoughts , before giving a bout of sardonic laughter . “ whose fault it is ? trivial details . ” she retorts haughtily , yet again waving off tally’s words . “ i came ready to step on some toes , just waiting for the first volunteer , ” the threat flows from her scarlet – tinted lips easily , almost as if it’s empty , but anyone who knows valencia is well – aware that she will follow through if necessary . she gives a faint shrug in response to the senior’s follow – up question , cerulean hues crinkling with suppressed laughter. “ honestly , always thought you were trying to revive dead trends . ”
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helloooo , it’s bøffy again with bby #2 , who is . . . arguably much more established , so i’ll apologize for the length of this before we even begin ! with that out of the way , feel free to give this a “like” if you’d be interested in plotting , and i’ll msg you via tumblr or discord as soon as possible !
stats.
name: valencia montero méndez .
nickname(s): val .
social media username(s): valmont .
age: twenty .
gender identity: cis female .
pronouns: she/her .
sexuality: pansexual .
birthday: 27 december 1999 .
zodiac sign: capricorn .
myer-briggs: estp .
place of birth: madrid, spain .
height: 168 cm (5’6”) .
house: quinby .
major: business .
year: sophomore .
labels: the philophobic, the spitfire, the impecunious, the loose cannon, the firebrand .
positive: adventurous, coquettish, loyal, self-reliant, valiant .
neutral: blunt, furtive, introspective, pragmatic, skeptical .
negative: avaricious, cynical, irreverent, mischievous, reckless .
pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/sundcynights/roleplay-boolies/valencia-montero/
aesthetic.
jet black faux leather jackets, tears of frustration, no-strings-attached hookups to distract from chronic loneliness, showcasing crimson manicures by extending one’s middle finger, becoming anti-love, numbing one’s pain with bad habits, lace-up combat boots, egotistical attitudes concealing low self-esteem, rebelling against authority, collections of sentimental photos, looks that could kill, midnight adventures, snapping photos to preserve memories, maroon-tinted lips and heavy eyeliner, holding grudges, impulsively cutting one’s own hair, showing unspoken affection through actions, insults diluted with sarcasm, 2 am drunken confessions, self-sabotaging one’s relationships, a bouquet of dead roses stored in an empty vodka bottle, firmly believing that rules were made to be broken .
biography.
TW: brief mentions of or allusions to death, grief, drugs, alcohol, panic disorder, and anxiety .
【𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢'𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔯𝔰】
valencia montero was born on the 27th of december of 1999 in madrid, spain . with no older siblings to act as babysitters, she relished in the luxury of growing up an only child; nearly everyday was a “bring your child to work” event as she darted between the shelves of her father’s business: a small convenience store . with the family’s income boosted by her mother’s career as an attorney, it was a given that valencia would be supplied with whatever her heart desired . ultimately, she grew up with no need to differentiate between needs and wants .
while some parents wrote heartfelt notes on the napkins that they packed in their child’s lunchbox, valencia’s mother spoke to her daughter via copies of her favorite motivational poems . undoubtedly, her mother’s contagious passion for art easily spread to valencia . at the mere age of 4, her mother enrolled her in ballet classes, hoping to live vicariously through her as she was handed opportunities her self-made mother had only dreamed of . regardless of her mother’s selfish intentions, valencia fell in love with the art of dance, using it to express her joy and pain through much of her childhood .
shortly after valencia’s 13th birthday, tragedy would strike their household . her mother would become the casualty of a hit-and-run car accident . for days, valencia refused to leave her mother’s side, providing nearly round-the-clock care and attention until her mother was taken off life support . ultimately, she was hardly given time to grieve before she was expected to fill the gaping hole her mother left within the household by performing a juggling act in which she futilely attempted to balance the responsibilities of school with helping her father upkeep both his business and their home .
【𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱】
the remainder of secondary school passed by in a blur for valencia . she left the emotional outlet of dance behind, the memories of her mother all too fresh with each performance . thus, peer pressure and a general discontentment with her life left her resorting to alcohol or drugs to temporarily ease her emotional pain . unwilling to face her father in such conditions, she would avoid going home for days, crashing upon the couches of friends for multiple nights in a row . unable to maintain his gradually failing business by himself, her father had no choice but to close the small corner store and file bankruptcy .
the way of living that valencia had grown accustomed to throughout her childhood was seemingly uprooted overnight . with the two of them now relying on her father’s measly unemployment benefits to scrape by, lavish living was no longer an acceptable option. purchases were made on a need-by-need basis . valencia took a rapid tumble down the social ladder . it was impossible to maintain friendships based upon popularity and social status when she no longer had access to the financial means necessary to arrive at school in the trendiest outfits or with the newest iPhone .
as valencia observed the life of the wealthy elites from the sidelines, a small bug named jealousy bit her, injecting her with a resentful longing for their popularity, their material possessions, their mere comfort in life . thus, when the family’s pro bono attorney was finally able to reach a settlement (albeit, a disappointing one) regarding her mother’s death, valencia packed her bags to attend university in claremont, california . she saw an opportunity to reinvent herself in a different country, where nobody was aware of her background . she saw a flicker of hope that she could climb the social ladder yet again .
she arrived to the university as a slightly worse version of her old self . she was very materialistic and high maintenance, continuously expecting the best and nothing less out of herself and everyone else . she would only be seen in seemingly “designer” clothing and accessories, even if they were made of faux leather or were blatant knock-offs . she continuously sought to surround herself with friends of wealth, prestige, or fame . she had a role to play, and even if it was exhausting, she did everything in her power to showcase the image of herself that she wanted others to see .
ultimately, valencia’s one honest portrayal of herself in university was her academic plan . she declared a major in business with a minor in english . although it wasn’t uncommon to see her in class intoxicated by the effects of alcohol or drugs, she was making a genuine effort to graduate with a decent gpa . after feeling guilty and partly to blame over the loss of the family’s business, she entered university with the plan of someday opening up her own corporation, ensuring that she’d have the resources to take care of herself and her family without struggling .
personality.
unsurprisingly, largely surrounding herself with the wealthy while she’s tirelessly living as a double agent, desperately attempting to live amongst them while secretly attempting to stay afloat financially, has done nothing to tame her snappish attitude . ultimately, she’s prone to irritability, and exhaustion only exacerbates it . she lets small, insignificant inconveniences pile up until suddenly, she explodes, and whoever happens to be around at that moment becomes collateral damage .
she’s not one to back down from an argument or fight . she will stand her ground until her opponent merely gives up or walks away . always has an offensive remark at the tip of her tongue, and she typically can identify the telltale signs that she’s getting under someone’s skin . similarly, she’s prone to tears of frustration and/or anger . she will 100% shout at someone with tears falling from her eyes . embarrassing? yes, 100%, but not as much as forfeiting a conflict .
“'cause i feel like i’m the worst, so i always act like i’m the best” could describe her entire personality, honestly . she can occasionally have an aura of haughtiness and pompousness, but it’s mostly a self-defense mechanism to avoid actually having to confront her low self-esteem . ultimately, she’s continuously feeling as if she’s screwing things up and disappointing those around her, which leads to those lingering self-doubts concerning if anyone truly wants her around and truly loves and/or cares about her . despite the cold exterior, she’s actually a softie ? she just wants to feel loved and cared for .
she has a tendency to become absolutely panicked if she’s forced to acknowledge her insecurities . she has built up a whole wall of potential defense mechanisms solely to avoid having to cope with her problems – drugs, alcohol, sex, whatever . if someone blatantly makes note of her insecurities, she’ll be subjected to that heart-pounding, lump-of-anxiety in her throat, dizzying and exhausting sensation of just … pure and utter panic .
she doesn’t really express affection through straight-forward statements . frankly, hell will probably freeze over before you hear her speak the words, “i love you,” platonically or romantically . however, she does show affection in her own unique ways . directing playfully sarcastic quips towards someone, reassuringly squeezing someone’s hand, ensuring that someone gets home safely . ultimately, she’s an “actions speak louder than words,” type person, so if she cares about someone, she won’t waste meaningless words on them; she’ll prove it .
headcanons.
she drives a used 2007 toyota camry solara (claims it “has character”) . sleek red exterior, black interior, and a convertible top ? completely matches her aesthetic . furthermore, she’s the type of impulsive, reckless person you’d expect to drive like a speed demon, but she’s surprisingly cautious behind the wheel . that, along with a mild case of road rage, stems from the anxiety of not being completely in control of every situation occurring on the road . catch her cursing someone out every time she gets cut off and has to slam on her brakes .
red and black are her signature colors . every piece of clothing in her closet, every eyeshadow palette or lipstick tube in her cosmetics’ bag – it’s all red and black . her current style paints a stark contrast against her style choices growing up . catch her wearing every color in the rainbow in those old, sentimental childhood photos she keeps laying around .
she’s not a professional photographer by any means, and doesn’t even own a legit camera . however, she’s continuously reaching for her cellphone to snap photos, and always having to delete old photos to clear space for new ones . ultimately, she became a bit obsessed with preserving memories after losing her mother . so, her close friends can expect a minimum of one selfie or unexpected candid photo per visit . she has a box filled with nothing but photos and sentimental mementos at this point .
she speaks both english and spanish fluently . however, in the united states, she only uses spanish if she’s speaking to another native spanish-speaker, if there’s not a direct english translation for a word, or if she’s speaking too fast for her mind to truly catch up with what she’s saying . thus, unless one is a native spanish speaker, they’ll probably only hear her speak spanish when she’s angry .
her bad habits are definitely fueled by her bad moods . she’s definitely the type to attempt to drink her feelings away, end up feeling even worse, and send a plethora of embarrassing 2 am texts that she’ll probably have to give lackluster explanations for in the morning . similarly, she’ll attempt to combat loneliness with meaningless hook-ups . overall, she has no healthy responses to complex or negative feelings whatsoever .
wanted connections.
these are mostly . . . ideas that i thought of within like, 20 minutes ? so definitely not a comprehensive list or even a well-composed list ; it’s mostly just a few ideas to get us started ! that being said , i am very open when it comes to plots , so please feel free to approach me with any ideas you have as well ! ( also , just a side note , all of these are open to any muse (f/m/nb) !
give me those negative relationships ! ex: enemies , exes , a “will they , won’t they ?” that turned into a “definitely won’t” because one of them did something ridiculous . just . . . please, this girl is vindictive and petty and 100% will drag someone’s name through the dirt if she feels they’ve wronged her . also . . . flip the tables, give me friendships and relationships that she’s screwed up so now there’s just . . . anger on all sides ?
give me those platonic relationships ! ex: unlikely friends , someone who . . . tries . . . to be a good influence , some who she’s a bad influence on , old friends who grew apart for whatever reason , solely party friends . honestly ? she’s a loyal friend , but a frustrating & hard to handle friend . someone can give her the best advice and she’d still push it aside to do what she wants to do . probably comes up with wild plans and ideas that most people would raise their brow and ask “wtf?” in response to , but y’know , she can be persuasive . would and most likely has gotten into a fight or heated argument defending any of her friends in need .
give me those other miscellaneous relationships that we’re all in love with ! ex: flirtationships , friends with benefits , past hook-ups , unrequited crushes (on either side ! ) probably the closest things she’ll get to like a . . . real , committed relationship at this point in her life , but y’know , it’s cool , she’s got plenty of time ! give me those unrequited feelings that she’s totally oblivious to (or just takes advantage of & just . . . “unintentionally” complicates their whole life), those unrequited feelings on her part that just . . . give her a whirlwind of emotions that she ? has ? no ? idea ? how ? to ? deal ? with ? . similarly , give me those hookups & such that she just . . . calls up whenever she needs a distraction from whatever she’s feeling !
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