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ofsvint-blog · 8 years ago

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hiii everyone !! i am Cel ( she/they pronouns & pst timezone ) & i'm so super excited to be here !! sorry i'm very late i went to see a bunch of movies lol but i'd still love to plot pls ! this is my bundle of sadness & fake deepness, hussein "saint" bukhari (^: this is v long so pls bear with me lol this is basically his full bio i was just too lazy to make a page

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meet ottawa’s own HUSSEIN "SAINT" BUKHARI, a FIRE TYPE C. HE is a TWENTY-ONE year old CISMALE & has lived in the city for FOUR YEARS.

aesthetic.

darkness in bright, everlasting curious eyes, a kiss pressed to the temple followed closely by a silent goodbye, the moment just before remembering someone's name, the heavy sent of leather & denim, smoke filling a moonlit alleyway, a bowl filled to the brim with unidentifiable pills, a bank account overfilled with unused money, the squeaking of a car turning too quickly, eyes looking up at gloomy clouds in the middle of a field, the orange crinkly leaves during autumn, the shuffle of a duvet blanket being tossed & turned, a new pack of cigarettes, the drip of the last bits of vodka in a clear bottle, a field of dry grass, the feeling of breaking into a cold sweat, the red markings of a love bit, a cold bitter laugh, a blunt rolled in an old receipt, smoke filling into a dark alleyway, the stars lighting bright under smog, a buttery leather jacket, the random yet rare gasp for air after a hard cough, two little letters tattooed onto his finger, the dull sound of pills in a bottle, a california king sized bed, bright eyes clear amongst darkness, the millisecond long flicker of a lighter, the tap of a cigarette against a windowsill, a rusty motel room, a heart filled with love yet a mind filled with fear.

basics.

has one younger sister & his older brother died when he was twelve in a tragic death when hussein was eight

his parents are really ignorant & pretend he doesn’t exist

they basically left him to just go to private school because they didn’t want to deal with him

in a way, he’s a bit of the “disappointment”, his parents see him as the “replacement” child for losing their first son

he hates being rich & all the privileges & private school most of all

he tends to disappear a lot to get away from his parents & goes out on long drives & hides out from his parents

the only person he really loves is his sister & his really close friends which is maybe like two

he’s not like filthy rich but he is decently rich enough

lowkey depressed, anxious, & really smart but he doesn’t like apply himself & focus lmao

loves leather jackets & smoking all the time & always rides taxis & probably does coke sometimes lol

deals drugs !!!!!! lit

believes in love despite having a really careless attitude towards everything

he thinks romance is cute & sweet but he’s too impulsive tbh he doubts he’ll ever get to reach that level of commitment but lowkey hopes for it one day

he’s actually super sweet !!!!! but acts & looks like & probably could kill someone lol

i will be adding a connection ideas page so stay tuned !!! probably under [ THIS ] link asap

blurb.

he is calm. this is something that people tell him when they first meet him, when he looks them directly in their eyes with those bright, stinging yellowish eyes. he reads through people in just seconds, but doesn't say a word. people think this means calm, but in fact it means much otherwise the opposite. his brain ticks with constant thinking, making decisions and discussing things with himself all inside of his head. people think he's calm because he doesn't speak much, instead usually has a cigarette tucked between his lips and a brooding look casting over his face. he finds himself to be selfless when it comes to his sister and closest friends, to truly be calm when he's around those he loves, his parents not being on that short, almost absent list. buttery leather jackets cling to his shoulders constantly, scuffed dark black boots or vans on his feet, and often times a skateboard accompanies him daily. he's often found in the darkest of places, ranging from hudson tavern to saints to the ottawa train station. he keeps very little, almost no contact with his parents entirely, not that they mind it very much at all. he's romantic, truly, doesn't understand why the society of now thinks of this as almost a dirty word. yet, even with his interest in romance, he can't imagine himself being capable of commitment. he grows up in pennsylvania, heads for new york on his own often alone, and eventually his family settles in ottawa. saint isn't a foreigner to traveling, to moving around, but he still can't stop getting attached to the places in which he lives in for usually only a couple years. the money that his parents give him is plenty, yet he still finds himself dealing drugs in alleyways and smoking until he's so high his head hurts.

& thaaaat should be about it !! pls like this & i'll send you a message to plot, or you can just shoot me a dm (~: thank u for reading this !

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