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WHY WAS THERE so many options for shakespeare? sonnets, scripts, fucking biographies... it was one thing if he had come to read for pleasure but it was an entirely different playing field when it came to studying his texts and history to write an article over it all. somehow connect it all to his opinion to how people were performing it nowadays. he felt like he was back in AP lang in highschool. axel was pretty damn sure that maybe 1% of the town was actually going to enjoy the article he was just assigned.

he had a frown on his face as he focused on the many titles in front of him, scratching the back of his neck as he finally got one out and read the summary at least five times and still not gathering a thing it said. maybe more than four hours of sleep would’ve helped. but then he was interrupted from the mental turmoil as a woman's voice filled his ears, turning to look over at her instantly. he recognized her from friends of friends and racked his brain to remember her name. it was a fun game he played with himself - lily? no. lizzie? no... lydia!

“hi, lydia right?” he questioned, giving a warm smile before realizing her probably sounded like a freak as he quickly stuck his hand out to her. “sorry, i’m axel. i’m not a stalker, swear on it. but, uh, just tryna find a good read to brush up on the theatre legend shakespeare.” he explains, holding his book up in his hand as he laughed, sticking the book back in. “a bit on the struggle bus to be honest with ya.”

lydia loved watching people walk through her bookstore, her heart warmed as she watched hands scroll the stacks looking for that text, and she felt the happiest when she could be apart of that path. today was no different for her, she had been watching someone struggle to find a certain book for the past twenty-ish mintues, she couldn’t let it go on for any longer. pulling herself away from the cozy little counter she quickly sped over to the person, eyes bright. “ i’ve noticed you’ve been having some trouble finding what you’re looking for- is there anything i can help you with today darlin’?” she smiled, leaning on the large bookcase. 

@manorstart​

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introducing… the giant teddy bear, social butterfly cross breed, axel.

born and raised in beaver creek, colorado axel has now spent twenty eight long, beautiful years in the village. spending the majority of his days working as a journalist for the local newspaper, he lives a blissful life, and never wishes to leave.

name: axel boyd age: twenty-eight ( 28 ) career: journalist for local newspaper, the arts column.  residence: 512 sundrop dr. / small cottage-like house, 2 bed, 1 bath. spouse: n/a, to be announced. children: n/a, to be announced. pets: a fat ass ginger colored cat by the name of cheese whiz. whiz for short.  facts:

he basically tries to know everybody and everybody usually knows him. if you see him in the street you already know you’re about to get sucked into a 20-minute conversation or just quick wave and hello. there’s no in-between.

was a giant dork in high school and though he’s still a dork, he aged like fine wine. u know?

the man u bring home to momma

felt completely content in his life in beaver creek but part of him always felt stir crazy. itching for the unseen.

his parents moved away back to scotland when he was 18. he lost the majority of his accent but it still comes out at times.

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exsomniis‌:

━━━━ At some point, Joakim ended up playing a medley of Queen songs, softly plucking on the strings and whistling to himself. When he hears a familiar voice, he looked up. “Holy shit. Axel!” Putting his guitar to the side and walking up to the other, embracing Axel. “What’re you doing here, man? Vacation?” Joakim asked once he’s pulled back, motioning for Axel to follow him. “Are we talking about Girls, Girls, Girls or Kickstart My Heart?” He added, grinning.

a lopsided grin was practically tattooed to the male's face as he instantly returned the embrace, patting his back halfway through. “a little vacation is a good way of puttin’ it. just fucking around, new scenery, you know how it is.” axel speaks as he follows joakim to his guitar, taking a seat across from him. “you kiddin’? definitely girls, girls, girls. is that even a question? start playing and i’ll act like i’ve got guyliner smeared down my face and a leather jacket on.”

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‹ RICHARD MADDEN, HE/HIM, CISMALE, BISEXUAL. ›  AXEL BOYD is the 28 year old from NEW YORK, NEW YORK. When a friend asked them what they thought of the manor they said,  ❝ IF THIS TURNS INTO A BUZZFEED UNSOLVED EPISODE I MIGHT BE A LITTLE OK. ❞ They claim OCULUS is their favorite scary movie, and if they were to die in a horror film they would BE KILLED DURING THEIR FIFTH NAP OF THE DAY. Their fears include BEING BURIED ALIVE, HAVING OUT OF CONTROL and INSOMNIA, and they don’t know we know, but… REDACTED. Hope they enjoy their stay. ‹  MUSE B from COME HANG OUT penned by, PEY, 19, CST. ›

well well well… if it isn’t your favourite local crackhead pey ready to bother you with another muse… it sure fuckin is!! but hi :) i’m back. hope you’re ready to listen to my rambles. i haven’t plotted a whole lot with my subplot quite yet so i’m gonna keep this more on the personality side and keep it simple for all you beautiful people. i’m already rambling…

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the tension was extremely heavy, surrounding him in every room. smiling faces trying to hide the mourning that was happening only moments before. but the moment he saw joaks setting up his guitar and trying to add a little musical atmosphere to the room, he walked up instantly with a large smile. “i don't know about you but some mötley crüe will surely perk up the mood in her pretty quick.” he quipped playfully, leaning against the frame of the doorway.

━━━━ After hanging his suit jacket in his room, Joakim went down and outside to join the others. He shook the sadness away, took a deep breath and began to fold the sleeves of his dress shirt. He loosened his tie, straightened his waistcoat and grabbed his guitar. “Alright, any request?” He asked, fiddling with the knobs and idly plucking the strings to tune it. “My artistic skills are a bit limited if it’s disco or hip-hop,” Joakim added with a chuckle. ( @manorstart​ ) // ( burial after party )

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‹ RICHARD MADDEN, HE/HIM, CISMALE, BISEXUAL. ›  AXEL BOYD is the 28 year old from NEW YORK, NEW YORK. When a friend asked them what they thought of the manor they said,  ❝ IF THIS TURNS INTO A BUZZFEED UNSOLVED EPISODE I MIGHT BE A LITTLE OK. ❞ They claim OCULUS is their favorite scary movie, and if they were to die in a horror film they would BE KILLED DURING THEIR FIFTH NAP OF THE DAY. Their fears include BEING BURIED ALIVE, HAVING OUT OF CONTROL and INSOMNIA, and they don’t know we know, but… REDACTED. Hope they enjoy their stay. ‹  MUSE B from COME HANG OUT penned by, PEY, 19, CST. ›

well well well... if it isn’t your favourite local crackhead pey ready to bother you with another muse... it sure fuckin is!! but hi :) i’m back. hope you’re ready to listen to my rambles. i haven’t plotted a whole lot with my subplot quite yet so i’m gonna keep this more on the personality side and keep it simple for all you beautiful people. i’m already rambling...

NAME: axel “axe spray” boyd

ZODIAC: cancer sun and saggitarius moon

ACCENT: after many years in and out of america, visiting scotland to see family or coming back home, he still has a pretty prominent scottish accent. though it’s been muddied out by some american slang and influence.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE: so obviously richard madden has been in a shitload of different movies/shows and looks pretty different in all of them! but i definitely imagine him most as his look in the movie ibiza. the signature streak of grey in his hair, well-groomed, dark tees always.

HOME / JOB: he was originally from a small town near glasgow, scotland but in his first year of american high school, he moved and after the years he’s kept a muddied scottish accent. after high school he moved again and became a theatre critic for a local magazine in nyc.

AESTHETICS: the indent on your face after a good nap, warm hugs, the purr of a motorcycle engine, black coffee, a soft caress to your cheek, vanilla and cigarettes, messy beds.

[ catbug vc] WHO IS THIS MAN?!

AXEL BOYD IS THE biggest pain in the ass, clumsy, rom-com loving, shoulder to cry man you will ever meet. he has a dark past that he isn’t proud of but that only makes him more caring and loyal than anyone. he is a giant hopeless romantic that will literally avoid all confrontation?? that comes with having to actually start a relationship. he's a walking fucking contradiction dude. his moody cancer sun makes him extremely emotionally in tune but his saggitarius moon says “we aren’t feeling today. move to mexico and became a mermaid”.

at the end of the day, he's truly just a dad jokes kind of guy. he loves his job because he’s constantly watching plays where people are just as dramatic as him. if there was a human embodiment of “just one of the guys”, axe would be it. want to go out for drinks and watch football? he’s in. wanna watch the notebook and cry over cold pizza? he’s in! want to cry into his shoulder while wasted on red wine because of your ex-boyfriend? he’s. fucking. in. he’d much rather drown himself in other people’s sorrows so he doesn’t have to worry about his own. it’s just easier to deflect than to acknowledge they exist.