#˚ ☼ . RED & MUSINGS .

[ham1lton]

SHE’S SO LUCKY, SHE’S A STAR!

pairing: charles leclerc × famous!reader.

warnings: mentions of mental health. slightly angsty.

summary: lucky is the dream girl. she has everything. the man, the career, and the fame…. or does she?

faceclaim: britney spears ♡

author’s note: this has been in my drafts for SO long. glad to share it with you. let me know if you enjoyed it! <3

— part of the diva anthems series ♪

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charles_leclerc: happy music video release day to the love of my life! thank you for letting me be a part of your journey. i’m your biggest fan until the end of the road.

also keep an eye out for my cameo on oops!… i did it again - out now! :)

tagged: @ lucky

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user1: he’s so whipped it’s adorable. he truly loves her.

user2: the album is so good. this is crazy!! the album of the year.

*liked by charles_leclerc*

user3: favourite song?

-> charles_leclerc: i love them all…. but dear diary.

user4: charles in his acting era omg.

-> user5: charles leclerc: f1 driver, astronaut, actor and official wag to thee yn.

-> user6: lucky has his ass WORKING 😭

user7: charles going from having a crush on yn to dating her?? he needs to give me his game card. i need to use it on theo james.

user8: OOPS U THINK IM IN LOVE THAT IM SENT FROM ABOOOOOOVVVVEEE

-> user9: IM NOT THAT INNOCENTTT

user10: video vixen charles 😍

user11: the titanic reference omg!!!

lucky: i love you!!! i’m your biggest fan. this album wouldn’t be here without you. 💕

-> charles_leclerc: 💕

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"so are we ready for the tour" your manager speaks to your team. you're wearing a threadbare t-shirt that you stole from charles' wardrobe and a pair of jeans that were more comfortable than stylish.

no one commented on your lack of makeup.

“i can't do a tour." you say, softly.

“you have to. it's the best way to make money. the more shows you do, the more money you make."

“it’s not that. it's just... i'm tired." being lucky, the superstar was a façade. one that you felt that only you could pull off.

it took a certain amount of mental fortitude to lie to everyone in your life.

"maybe next year? can we delay it at least?"

"what about your fans? you know the music industry, yn. the less you strike while the iron is hot, the bigger the chance you’ll be irrelevant when the next new thing comes out.” a executive says. “besides, we’ve already announced it.”

to be genuinely honest, you didn’t care. it would have been absolutely fine for you to retire now. you felt that you’d made your mark. tours would drag you away from your loved ones, they require constant discipline and a lot of effort. something which you didn’t have a lot of at the moment.

“okay. how many shows?”

“not too many. around 80/90.”

you bite your inner cheek and nod. there isn’t anything else you can do.

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lucky: this has been a work that has been lovingly crafted by so many people. i want to thank my team, everyone who helped to bring this album to life. my best friend who would always bring coffee to set, my makeup artist and stylist tina who helped me create this gorgeous look and my incredible fans who make every release one i look forward to sharing to you. ‘oops!… i did it again’ is out now!

also i see you already getting your red jumpsuits ready for halloween!! tina’s already posted a list of makeup products on her ig - @makeupbyti.

also the biggest thank you to my biggest fan, my confidante and my forever muse - @charles_leclerc. this album wouldn’t be possible without you. thanks for being my first listener. i love you till the end of the road 💕

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user1: THANK YOU TINA!

-> lucky: we love tina in this household 💕

user2: “HER FOREVER MUSE” excuse me while i sob, scream and perhaps cry.

-> user3: i need a love like theirs one day.

user4: ALBUM BANGS

user5: NOW IM STRONGER THAN YESTERDAY!

-> user6: NOW IT’S NOTHIN BUT MY WAY

-> user7: MY LONELINESS AINT KILLIN ME NO MOREEE!

user8: ONE KISS FROM YOU!! AND SUDDENLY

-> user9: I SEE THE ROAD LEAD OUT IN FRONT OF MEEEE

user10: IM A CMULM STAN! SOTY!!!! 😋

billieeilish: thank you for letting me help write some songs alongside you. i love you 🖤

-> lucky: love you the most billie. thank you!!

-> user4: this is my favourite music friendship. so cute.

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you pull out your phone when you see charles ringing. you smile to yourself and lie it against the pillow across from you. when the facetime connects, you see he’s in the same position as you. sleep rumbled with flushed cheeks and twinkly eyes.

you want to kiss him but you’re in amsterdam and he’s in madrid. you doubt you would even have time to make it, even if you could justify the expense to your team.

“hi sweet girl.” he grins at you. “you look pretty.”

“you’re prettier. didn’t you see the tweets? i manifested you.” you laugh slightly. “lucky girl with a gorgeous boyfriend.”

“opposite way around actually. lucky guy.”

“i miss you.” you sigh, looking around your hotel room. it’s gorgeous. it has everything you could possibly want or need and if it didn’t, a quick phone call downstairs would immediately rectify that. but you miss charles. you miss your best friend. you miss your home.

“i miss you too. next time i get a break i’m flying to wherever you are and that’s a promise. okay?”

“okay.”

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FIVE MONTHS LATER.

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ham1ltonshaderoom: according to sources, singer yn yln and athlete charles leclerc have broken up. the reason being that their busy schedules had gotten too intense for the two of them to handle. singer yn, also known by her stage name lucky, has just embarked on her newest world tour and driver charles is currently travelling for his f1 races.

sources state that their families and friends were all ‘shocked’ by the news as it seemingly came out of the blue. with one party stating that he had seen them only a month earlier and they were ‘all over each other’:

view the link in bio for more information, but how are we feeling at the demise of the power couple ham1ltons?

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user1: well how is he gonna stay relevant now?

-> user2: he’s an f1 driver. i think he’ll be fine.

-> user1: don’t gaf. he’s a flop. how do you fumble THEE yn yln?

user3: NOOOOOOOOOO JUST FELL TO MY KNEES

user4: wait um… why am i happy… yn is single now

user5: him breaking up with her because she got successful is sick. men always want to destroy a woman when they become more successful than them.

-> user6: we don’t know that’s why they broke up or that he was the one who initiated. it could have been her or it could have been mutual.

user7: good. he’s been driving like shit since he started dating her.

-> user8: okay now that’s a lie 😭

user9: this is so sad. they were in love just before she went on the tour. could they not handle long distance?

-> user10: probably not. while yn was writing and recording, she was able to be more flexible so she would travel with charles wherever he went but being on tour means she can’t do that.

-> user11: this makes me believe it was his fault and he broke up with her.

-> user10: i always hated them together anyways. athletes are always bad news.

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charles_leclerc: leo, frank and i.

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user1: the dog is so cute :(

user2: is it true y’all?? did they really break up?

-> user3: they kept all the pictures of each other on their profile and he still follows her.

user4: CHARLES MARC HERVÉ PERCEVAL LECLERC WHAT IS GOING ON 😭

user9: the frank song… oh they’re over :(

-> user10: he’s playing SELF CONTROL too 😭😭

-> user11: is the lyric choice deliberate? yn cried on stage the other day :(

-> user12: idk omg. it sounds like a dick move if so… poor lucky :((

user5: that f1 gossip page was lowkey right because yn is halfway through her tour and he hasn’t been to ONE tour date.

-> user6: thats lowkey crazy when u consider how she would always come to his races to support him.

user7: i just want them back together :( they were the only celeb couple i could stomach.

-> user8: no deadass. they were my taylor/travis.

user13: frank ocean…. this is the most post-breakup ex boyfriend post ever 😭 charlesynnies we lost.

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PARTIAL PHONE TRANSCRIPT BETWEEN YN YLN AND CHARLES LECLERC. — LEAKED BY TMZ.

YLN (CRYING): i hate it. i’m so sorry. i’m so sorry charles. i didn’t want to do it. i just can’t do it anymore.

LECLERC: hey, it’s okay. i get it. it’s okay. i’m not upset with you. i’m not angry.

YLN: i fucking hate touring. i hate it so much. it takes everything from me. i broke up with you because i knew you’d get tired of me. that the tour would make me a shell of myself and you’d inevitably dislike me.

LECLERC: where did you get that from?

YLN: that’s what my ex did. i don’t even blame him.

LECLERC: but i’m not him. i understand that it takes a lot from you but a relationship isn’t supposed to be 50/50 all the time. sometimes it’s 90/10 or 70/30. it’s okay for me to help you. you’ve already done what? two thirds of the tour? not too much left to get through and then you’ll be free. you can do it.

YLN: i know. i just hate it. i love my fans and i love making music but the tour is just too much. this is my third tour in two years…. i miss you. i’m sorry.

LECLERC: i miss you too yn. there is nothing to be sorry about.

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ham1ltonshaderoom: tmz leaked the audio of a emotional phonecall between exes superstar yn yln, more famously known as lucky, and f1 athlete charles leclerc. the two minute leak has the global superstar crying about her current tour and her ex-boyfriend comforting her.

what do we think of the leak ham1ltons?

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user1: oh this is so disgusting my god.

user2: whoever leaked this go to hell. this was very much a private moment between the two.

user3: yn’s management need to let her take a break. a album and a world tour EVERY YEAR is insane!!! i’m surprised she hasn’t burnt out yet.

-> user4: she’s reaching the end of her rope and that makes sm sense. this is a insane amount of work and she’s only in her early twenties!!!

user5: charles was so sweet. at least we know it wasn’t his fault but i feel so much for lucky :( she doesn’t deserve this.

user6: poor lucky :( her management should go to hell!!!

user7: she needs more people looking out for her. this is awful. why would someone even record this anyways???

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charlesupdates: charles was spotted in rio de janeiro/galeão–antonio carlos jobim international airport! he signed a bunch of stuff for fans and then had to head off before taking any pictures! i wonder where he’s headed? 🤔

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user1: OMGGGGG

user2: LUCKY IS PERFORMING IN RIO DE JANEIRO

user3: CHARLESYN BACK TOGETHER AGAIN THANK YOU GOD PLEASE

user4: PLEASE PLEASE

user5: ITS HER LAST TOUR DATE PLEASE

user6: i’ve never been this invested in a celebrity relationship ever but i really want this for both of them!!! they seem miserable without each other.

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lucky: and that’s a wrap on the world tour! thank you to all of my incredible fans, the hardworking and talented team behind the scenes and my family and friends for being there for me throughout everything.

a lot of things have been speculated upon and discussed on the internet about me and my life. i am aware of my status and how it endorses these sort of conversations about me but i just want to encourage kindness. we don’t know what someone is going through and a little compassion can go a long way.

i will be taking some time off for my own personal reasons as the tour has wrapped up, but i will see you next year. i love you! stay lucky!!! 💕

tagged: @ charles_leclerc

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user1: WAR IS OVER THANK YOU LORD!!!!!!

user2: take all the time u need lucky!!! we love you!!!

user3: CHARLESYNNIES HOW WE FEELIN??

user4: THE PIC OMG! they’re so cute :(

-> user5: yn was so happy at this concert, and charles was spotted there all four nights!!!

-> user6: i love them 🥺🥺🥺

user7: lucky i hope u spend this time having fun and relaxing!!! u deserve it!!

user8: missed seeing charles being tagged in every lucky post…. IM SO HAPPY THEYRE BACK TOGETHER.

billieeilish: i love u :(

-> lucky: i love u too!!! i’m still around!!! always :)

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charles_leclerc: home ♥️

tagged: @ lucky

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[bee-the-loser-recs]

~~~~☼ My Woozi One-shot Fic Recs ☼~~~

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[ilguna]

Oh my gosh, (if it's available for the event) please please please Viktor from Arcane with 100 from the expired medicine list

☼ blood run red (Viktor) ☼

warnings; swearing, blood mention, ehh gore, wound, mention of self-harm but not in the way you're thinking.

wc; 2k

prompt; 100. "I should have left you bleeding to your death."

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“Hey, Sky,” Your eyebrows twitch. “I’m surprised you’re here so late.” You glance over your shoulder to see the dark hallway you’ve just come down. “Or this far into the building.” When you look back at her, you tilt your head curiously. “Isn’t your study down the hall?”

Sky doesn’t speak right away, lips slightly parted as her feet shuffle to a stop. She has one of her books held loosely against her chest with one hand. “It is, but I was paying a visit to Viktor.”

“Of course.” You wave your hand. “That should’ve been obvious. Is Jayce with him?”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I wouldn’t go in there, though. Viktor doesn’t want guests.” She readjusts the glasses on her face. 

“That’s not anything unusual.” You tell her. “I’m sure he’ll make an exception for me. I’ll get him out of that room one way or another.”

“He says he’s going to sleep there again.” Her tone is almost defensive.

Your eyes narrow, speaking slowly, “He says that pretty often, but he always ends up with me, anyway.” You take a step to pass her. “I can pass along a message, if there is one.” You raise your eyebrows.

Sky’s face falls, realizing what you’re implying. Her eyes find the floor while she shakes her head. “No, no message.”

“Well, I hope you have a good night, then.” You smile, continuing down the hallway. 

It isn’t out of the norm for Viktor to push people away, especially when it’s this late at night. He was likely trying to let her down easy, so that he wouldn’t be caught up with her when you got there. People have a hard time catching the hint when he’s trying to be nice about it, taking his words as a suggestion rather than law.

Interesting how she felt the need to ward you off. Maybe he’s given her the speech on how important it is for him to get the last few precious minutes in before giving his projects a rest for the night. You can’t recall the exact amount of lectures you’ve received for showing up a few minutes earlier than expected and ruining his plans.

No matter how many times you tell him that you’ll patiently wait while he finishes, he tells you that it’d be rude to make you sit there and watch him. Even if you find it interesting or entertaining, he insists for the two of you to walk home. You have a running joke with Jayce that he gets performance anxiety. Viktor doesn’t think it’s nearly as funny.

Honestly, you’d be more worried if Viktor suddenly wanted people around him while in the study. Besides Jayce, they’re partners, Viktor’s supposed to want to work with him.

It takes you another minute to make it to the door, which is closed. You raise your knuckles to the wood. Knocking a few times before you reach for the doorknob. You don’t care for his permission to enter, at least you’re announcing your arrival. You wouldn’t want to startle him while he’s working with the Hexcore.

You push the door open with your hip with how heavy the wood is. “Viktor, I’ve come to keep you company, against your wishes. Or we can go home, it’s up to you.” You muse.

The door opens with a long creak, the hinges are so worn down from the weight that it slides to a stop. The space is just wide enough for you to slip inside, not bothering to open it any further. You stroll in, eyes sweeping across the dimly lit room. You’ve told him that he needs to be careful with reading in the dark, it’ll ruin his eyesight.

You sound exactly like your parents, don’t you?

Viktor doesn’t respond to your joke, you turn your head, expecting to see him sitting on the stool at the desk, but here’s not there. The stool has rolled several feet away, out of his reach. There are a few used papers scattered on the floor, surrounding your boyfriend, who has collapsed in the middle of it.

“Viktor!” You cry, rushing forward. 

You nearly trip over his cane in your haste to reach him. You hold his face with both hands, running your thumbs beneath his eyes. His eyebrows twitch, responding to your touch. And while his chest is rising and falling, there’s blood coating his lips, as if he coughed it up.

“Viktor, honey?” You can hear his ragged breathing, liquid stuck in this throat. You twist on your knees to face the door. “Sky!” You shout. “I need help!”

There’s a brief panic that fills your body when silence ensues. Then, the sound of heavy footsteps echo through the corridor as the person draws closer. It can’t be Sky, she’s got to be long gone by now.

A hand pushes the door open further, it belongs to Jayce. He’s breathing heavily, head whipping in your direction to see what the emergency is. You don’t think you’ve ever been so happy to see him in your life.

“I came in and he was like this.” You tell him.

In a few long strides, Jayce comes over to scoop Viktor into his arms, unaffected by his weight. You have enough of a mind to grab the cane before you follow after him.

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Viktor has been absent and obsessive—two traits that wouldn’t normally stand out, if it weren’t for the fact that you haven’t seen him for nearly a week. You don’t know how he’s been successfully missing you each time you come to the study, but it’s beginning to wear on your patience. 

You understand his need for progress, and that his work is a priority. What you don’t get is him not communicating this to you. He’s had no issue doing it in the past, why the present is such a difference is an absolute mystery.

Not only that, but you’ve taken up a project of your own with Sky in the meantime, and she’s somehow disappeared from the city completely. If she didn’t have your combined notes, you’d wait for her to reappear. The fact that she’s taken it with her, despite the many times you’ve requested having them for yourself, is an irritation.

“Viktor, you better be in here.” You mumble to yourself, pushing open the large wooden doors. They’re already unlocked, telling you that he must be in here. “Viktor, I’ve been looking for Sky everywhere, and I can’t seem to find her or our notes.” You begin to ramble, “Do you…”

As you step into the room, you can feel the whole atmosphere shift into a darker energy. You can feel your stomach fly into your mouth, uneasiness halting your movements. You can’t get a muscle to move until your eyes adjust to the extreme darkness. The only source of light is coming from the glowing Hexcore on the table, that seems to have morphed into something different. The runes are gone.

A wave of deja vu makes you feel sick. You take in the mess on the floor, the discarded cane, the sheets of white paper, the pair of familiar glasses. And Viketor, sprawled on his stomach.

You stare down at him for half of a second, too shocked to move, confused at what you’re seeing. Viktor has stripped himself to his underwear and brace, revealing his damaged skin to the air. The wounds that cover his chest and upper arms… the dark purple tint of his right hand and leg.

When he looks up at you, you jerk forward, as if realizing that you should be caring for him. You fall to your knees to help him into an upright position. “What happened? Are you okay?”

You can see the wounds better up close, and they look like puncture marks. You can’t help running your fingers over one of them, listening to Viktor hiss before he seizes your hand. 

“Please, don’t.”

“You’re bleeding.” You remark, shaking your head. “And your clothes are missing.”

“I was conducting an experiment.” He says, trying to shut you out.

You won’t let him. “That resulted in this?” You ask, looking him over again, eyes locked on the discoloration. 

That looks like…

“(Y/n).” Viktor warns.

Your face falls. “What have you done?”

Your tone is a dead giveaway of your realization. Viktor pushes your hand away. “Nothing that I hadn’t meant to do.”

The curling of your lip is involuntary. “I’m not stupid, Viktor. I know this is from shimmer. Where did you get it?”

“I don’t have to tell you.”

“I’m tired of the secrets.” You tell him. “You were using shimmer for the experiment, why?”

You get to your feet, leaving him on the cold tile, no longer worried about him. You go to step around him, curious about the Hexcore, which has clearly evolved. Viktor reaches out with one arm, hand wrapping around your skin.

“Don’t get close. It’s not stable.” His voice is pleading.

“It didn’t look like this earlier today when I was trying to find you.” Your eyes shift to him. “Is this your blood on the desk?”

He doesn’t speak, sleep-deprived eyes boring into yours.

“Viktor, I’m reaching the breaking point. What happened here, and where is Sky?”

“Sky wasn’t here.” He lies.

You point at the glasses on the floor, lenses shattered. “Those belong to her.”

There’s a few beats of tense silence, and then his shoulders hunch, arm falling from your leg. “It was an accident. I think… I think Sky is gone.”

“What do you mean by gone?”

“Dead.”

“Dead?” You almost choke on your spit.

“Yes.”

Your breathing picks up in pace as you roll this information around in your head, unsure on how to approach this. Should you be worried about him killing people? He’s never shown the urge for it before. If he’s trying to cover it up, it can’t be good. Yet, he did say it was an accident… isn’t that what they all say?

“I need you to tell me what happened here.” You tell him.

Viktor’s face twists, lips turning down. “The Hexcore responds to natural elements. I figured it out when I got my diagnosis. You know this.”

You nod slightly.

“I visited an old friend from the Undercity.”

“That’s where you got the shimmer. That’s why you were on that bridge.” Your eyes drift away.

“How do you know that?”

“I talked to Jayce, because you wouldn’t talk to me.” You look back at him. “Keep going.”

“I was trying to inject my body with shimmer to alter the nature element for the Hexcore. I got too close, it sucked me in, and Sky saw. She tried to help.”

You shake your head, not following.

“She… disintegrated.”

You still, staring at him intently. “You’ve been harming yourself for this? And now Sky is gone?”

“It was never my goal—”

“Viktor, you’re already sick. You should not be doing this.”

“I have no choice. Jayce and I made a commitment, he needs my help.”

“Your safety doesn’t come first?” You challenge, watching as his face twists. “You’re killing yourself, Viktor. This is hurting you—changing you. You need to stop.”

“I will decide when to stop.” He snaps at you.

You press your lips together, beginning to back away from him. “I don’t want anything to do with this.”

“(Y/n).” Viktor reaches for you, hand landing on the tip of your shoe before it’s pulled from his fingers. “Wait.”

“I should have left you bleeding to your death.”

--

this was part of my 3k celebration!!

[astral-nsfw-multiverse]

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh (Bella with Rock)

Bella's face turns red when she suddenly felt something run up her thigh and she glsnced over to who was responsible

"G-Geez Rock, warn a girl next time. If I didn't know it was you, I would have smacked you into the stratosphere..."

[blocdlust]

(  jodie comer  .  nonbinary  .  they & them  )       ✧       entering through oldham’s shore,  we’ve spotted  dominik 'dom' fletcher,  as usual carrying their ONYX SIGNET GOLDEN RING & SELF-MADE BRAIDED LEATHER BRACELET WITH THE NAMES OF THEIR LOVED ONES ENGRAVED ON IT .  the tides had let us know they’re a thirty ( alive for a hundred and ten )  year old  vampire  with their sun in aries,  and their day mostly occupied by carrying out their duties as an emergency physician @ oldham general hospital.  the spring breeze whispered they quite enjoy  the sound of stabilization of patients heart rates; the rush that a certain red tainted liquid they despise the most provides them; deep exploration of nature due to long-distance hiking sessions which might or might not be responsible for their  charismatic, obssessive, protective, vindictive  nature.  dom  isnt an oldham local,  yet the ocean’s waves brought us tales about them regardless,  about how they  bid farewell to their human form after getting involved in an abrupt car crash; deeply long for the warmth their body once possessed; oftentimes battle with their greatest foe ― the unholy thirst that accompanies their new form.  although we can never know for sure when it comes to oldham,  in the end,  it could be only rumors,  right ?

    dossier. ( carrd ) visage. threads. musings.

──── 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺 .

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. dominik fletcher 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒. dom (used by everyone except their parents) 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐄 & 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇. thirty / april 6th, 1883 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑. a hundred and ten years ( 110 ) 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇. tromsø, norway 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. oldham town 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. emergency physician @ oldham general hospital 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄. aries ☼ capricorn ☾ scorpio ↑ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. nonbinary 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒. they & them 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘. homosexual, demiromantic 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. vampire

──── 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 .

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌. jodie comer 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑. hazel 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑. dark blonde (dyed) 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 5′ 8 / 1.73 m 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂(𝐒). messy bun often accompanied by lazy soft smile / playful amused smirk & eyes tainted with subtle hints of melancholy-like sensation. fidgety fingers usually wrapped around a fidget spinner or stress ball due to recurring restlessness. lean physique with occasional appearance of vintage waxed canvas travel rucksack firmly attached to the shoulders. several receipts thrown in a trash bin indicating reoccuring orders of black coffee & mini dark chocolate bars. 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄. during their shifts @ oldham general hospital, dom can be seen wearing scrubs and a white coat, maintaining their professional appearance. outside of hospital, they prefer to wear casual, baggy & comfortable clothing that allows excessive movement as they often prefer travelling long distances. additionally, due to their vampiric nature, dom oftentimes wears vintage baseball caps whenever they embark on a longer journey outdoors. sunglasses also come into play during most of the time spent outside. 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒. a hand holding a candle on their right inner forearm

──── 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑺 .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. ethan fletcher (father - deceased), lily dahl (mother - deceased) 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. eli fletcher (younger brother - deceased) 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑(𝐒). tba. 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑(𝐒). tba. 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. tba.

──── 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀 .

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆. house of balloons by the weeknd 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. loyal, charismatic, driven, generous, protective. 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. self-destructive, private, vindictive, obssessive 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄. physical touch, acts of service 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. chaotic good 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈. ISFP

──── 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺 .

- tba !

──── 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.

trigger warning for: mentions of death, murder, blood & anxiety

you've always been keen on travelling, seeing and exploring new places. the interest, or, as your parents liked to call it, life style, ran in the family. by the time you were five years old, you have had the pleasure of witnessing aurora borealis in it's full glory in multiple skandinavian countries. baltic countries and the rest of the europe soon followed next. this way, childhood and most of your teenage years ended up being one huge adventure you'd always hold dear to your heart. the adventurous and spontaneous life style was placed on hold when you enrolled at the med school the same year you turned eighteen. your primary focus was on the studies and working part-time at animal shelter to save up money for upcoming semesters of school. those turned into long years at med school filled with theory and hands-on practice which, as you realized along the way, was your favorite way of learning. the end of your residency years as an emergency physician was marked by a completely new adventure you decided to reward yourself and your family with by taking your first trip oversees. you could still remember the proud and approving looks you received from your beloved parents and the bright shining eyes of your younger brother eli. everybody overly excited about the potential of exploring new unseen and untouched lands by the fletcher family. north america happened to be the first continent on your bucket list of broad places to explore and while you lacked the clear direction in the list of cities and/or towns that were to be explored, the whole family decided to start with smaller towns and more remote areas. that could only indicate one thing ― a peaceful and enjoyable excursion that everyone were so dying to experience. to the family's great dismay, this could not be further from the truth. the week long trip had drastically cut in half as by the fourth day, the family's car drive across the countryside ended in an abrupt car crash. who would've thought that was even possible in a remote place such as they were travelling through? barely no houses or people living nearby, scarcity of vehicles besides that one that seemed to manifest out of thin air. no nightmares of yours has ever had such a terrible fate as that day which had left deeply rooted scars for the rest of your miserable immortal life. the impact being so great had taken the lives of your family within first moments leaving you witness the horrors caused by the seemingly innnocent distractions that had temporarily captured your attention at the worst time imaginable. there was no doubt you'd follow your loved ones to the other side as excruciating pain had paralyzed your body rendering you completely motionless, only perceptions of mind left to further remind you of your greatest failure. the darkness that engulfed you then was supposed to be the end of it all. you wished it to be the end as in your shattered spirit there was no place for redemption nor continuation of any form beyond this point. that was, indeed your ideal scenerio for the end credits, however, there was someone else ― something else that had decided your fate for you. and, as it will be established eventually by time itself, that alternative path was going to serve as the punishment you truly deserved instead of going down as easily as you'd hoped.

next time you awoke, neither your body nor your mind were your own. it's like some malicious virus had taken over and now was in charge of all your senses, dictating your new needs, desires, likes and dislikes. worst of it all, you had lost the pleasure of enjoying the rays of sun on your skin, the food you used to love indulging yourself in was no longer of interest. however, nothing compared to horrifying realization that these nightmares of losing your family will not cease to torment you no matter the amount of attempts and effort put into distracting yourself from them. a curse was bestowed upon you and there was nothing you could do about it. despite the teachings of the elder that had turned you in order to 'save' your life, you had never learned to truly control your thirst. for one, you distanced yourself as much as you could from the one that created you in a poor attempt to disconnect from him entirely with no luck. the connection between the two of you remained all these years, however the bond on your end was still pretty sour. you had never managed to forgive him, or more like yourself, for the tragic end that met your loved ones on that fateful day, thus moving forward you did everything that was in your power to rebel against your new nature, knowing full well that the attempts will only work temporarily, but that was enough to keep your anxiety and guilt in check. for the time being, anyways. for many upcoming years you wandered different countries and states in hopes of finally satiating your thirst only for it to grow with each drop that landed your now modified tastebuds. no amount of special substance was enough for you as it resulted in many victims left behind completely drained and even more names and/or faces added to a private journal of yours you dared not share with anybody else but yourself as a living proof of the monster that you became all these years ago. that was your new reality now. until it wasn't. time tracking was no longer of any value to you as years flew by anyway at that point, but something ― a memorable meeting had made a significant difference in your being. a destined encounter with a certain witch who ended up being your savior for whatever future held for you. they brought light and hope of potentially surpressing the beast within you and satiating your thirst enough for you to forget the taste and the smell of blood whenever you were in considerable distance to any human or living being. a ring was created for you to be able to tolerate the sun and actually spend additional time outside without any discomfort as well as certain spells were cast on the blood you brough to them which resulted in prolonging your thirst which had been your primary concern and struggle. you were able to focus on being a person again. one with interests, aspirations and vision for the future. you had one person to thank for that and thank them you would as ever since meeting them, you started providing them with rare herbs and other potentially valuable rare items brought from mysterious lands you liked to explore during your days off and your occasional vacations. it was a fair exchange, you always told yourself. they did something for you and you returned the favor with something more tanbigble than just plain words. and as that continued, the more professional bond of trading between two species became something more. something deeper. a connection was formed and although you swore to never get this close to anyone else again, this one person had managed to seamlessly slip through all of your walls and shields previously firmly put in place. they were your anchor, your safe haven and for this you were willing to risk your immortal life for them.

time did pass unbelievably quickly for you and by the time you knew it, it was time to return to your witch confidant for a new set of spells and due to such usual visits it was apparent that you could not wander too far away from where the other was located. on the other hand, there was something about this town... something that called for you. it felt welcoming. right. perhaps it wouldn't hurt to try and settle for at least a little bit? it was not a decision you had to wonder about for too long. after your latest visit you decided to move to oldham and see what this place had to offer. strange as it may be, oldham's general hospital appeared to be looking for additional emergency physician which only affirmed your choice of staying there. your primary focus now was to help the rest of oldham's residents in any way possible rather than diverting attention to yourself and the struggles you were currently facing due to incredibly small amount of blood you allowed yourself to consume. the ever growing exhaustion, anxiety, restlessness and aggression did cause quite a bit of a stir within, however your fearless determination had prevailed time and time again. nontheless, the issue in the background was only growing and the thirst could only be suppressed for so long. suddenly the sunshine over your skin did not feel as pleasant as it used to and the little taste you received by consuming regular human food was close to nonexistent. the culprit? unknown. reason? unknown. was it finally time for you to truly meet your grusome end? or is it another cruel challenge the fate decided to throw your way?

──── 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

― mentor / creator [ 1/1 ] you never asked for it. you'd never wish this upon anyone and yet it happened. someone else stole this crucial decision from you and you were expected to simply accept it? accept that your newest reality was the hell you deserved to be living in? fate truly had a really interesting way of showing it... | taken by abraham “ abra ” milton ― confidants [ 2/4 ] there was no place in your heart after the tragic accident that had changed everything for you. letting someone in ― letting anyone in only brought anguish and intensified a prominent longing for something that was long lost. then again, nothing ever meant to stay the same forever, right...? | taken by eve "evie" adair, sarai notchaiya ― trusted witch & warlock contacts [ 1/3 ] there was so much you could do without the help of your magic wielding friends. there was no denying it ― you couldn't enjoy your time outdoors in peace if it weren't for their assistance. there is a high chance you wouldn't even be where you were right now without them. being dependent on someone else was never in your bucket list, but did you really have a different choice? | partially taken by eve "evie" adair ― the curse of immortality [ 1/5 ] who said you couldn't relate to someone else who just happened to be stuck in this damned place for eternity? there is much to be shared, learned and experienced together after all. so at this point, why should you suffer alone? | partially taken by abraham “ abra ” milton ― hey, got a ciggie? [ 0/2 ] working in the emergency room is not for the faint of hearts. although you love the spontaneity and the unknown that comes with each patient that will be in need of different treatments, the shifts can easily get pretty hectic and next thing you know the axiety has reached the roof of your tolerance, threatening to breach your limits. that's where your dear co-workers come into play, distracting you enough with their small talk and lunch/smoking/coffee breaks for you to catch your breath again. there is gratitude there, although it is not often expressed out loud. still, you make sure to bring that to their attention in any way you possibly can. ― don't i know you...? [ 1/2 ] what's that wonderful face that just left the coffee shop moments ago...? there is no doubt you have seen them somewhere before, but when you try to trace back a potential name, your memory decides to shut down. surely there must be a reason for that? you were never the forgetful type, so why each time you'd like to address them, call out to them, nothing comes out? perhaps the issue was never about their current name... after all, we all do have to start our journey somewhere. who knows which name they'll be using in this lifetime. | partially taken by tamsyn "amalthea/'thea" grey ― my other annoying half [ 0/2 ] each time you are met with their face it forces a new set of snappy combacks out of you. you don't sugarcoat. you aren't holding back one bit. everything you say is meant to get on their nerves, push their buttons, drive them towards madness itself. yet neither of you seem to give up. no. they won't get the pleasure of witnessing you lose your last proper braincells. the clownery has just begun and you'll be the last one to put on your makeup. ― safe haven [ 0/1 ] the fierce streak of protectiveness has always been in your blood. there was never place of tolerance for any form of injustice in your eyes. so when your paths crossed a certain knowing was established within your being. no harm of any kind was to come to this person. you weren't always able to protect those you loved the most, but protecting one... that you can do.

― it's all your damn fault [ 0/2 ] it can take very little for you to become your messy self, especially when it comes to new ruthless nature you aren't proud of. and these two just know how to get under your skin, push the right buttons to unleash the inner beast whether for something as fucked up as for fun or any other reason that's unknow to you. nonetheless, one is clear from the start ― they do not have pure intentions at heart when it comes to you nor care about the consequences that will end up accompanying their foolish actions. ― i'll see you around, then? [ 0/3 ] messy is what most of your relationships could be described as. or hook-ups, rather, would be more fitting in this case. you try your best to keep it as casual as it can be, yet it doesn't always go according to the plan, does it? ― so... are we friends or? ( potential slow-burn ) [ 0/1 ] you could easily identify and count the same main emotions that happen to be a part of your agenda at least once a day on your fingers. this, however, you cannot label. has it been too long of a time for you to recall the proper name and meaning of this feeling? deep appreciation is what has to be. you are sure of it. besides, they must be feeling the same if that playful grin and a particular glint in their eyes whenever you meet is of any indication. when has some harmless teasing ever been a culprit of any kind..?

[apircteslife]

♛ᓚᘏᗢ☾ For Shanks ✄☼☘︎ For Hook

⚠︎୨ৎଳ For Sanji

Family Headcanons - Accepting

♛ - What is your muse's relationship with their grandparents like?

Honestly? Shanks has zero idea who his grandparents are, his fathers are Roger and Rayleigh since he has no idea where he's from so there are no grandparents in the picture for him. The only grandfather kind of figure he has is Whitebeard, but the old man was a grandfather/Uncle figure considering he's known Shanks since he was a Cabin boy.

ᓚᘏᗢ - Did your muse grow up with pets in the house? Do they have them, now? If so, what kind? Talk about them a little!

No pets growing up since the seas were far too dangerous for pets, he would easily joke that the closest thing he had to a pet as a child was Buggy, but he's also massively protective of the boy who was practically his brother... And these days, monster doesn't count as a pet since they are true crew member on the Red Force.

☾ - Who in your muse's family are night owls? Are they more productive at night than they are during the day? How late do they normally stay up?

Past family, the night owls were most likely Rayleigh and Crocus, the two of them probably staying up and lamenting about their Captain and his mischief often. Present family, Benn is definitely one of them, keeping an eye on the crew as they drank and making sure they all got back to their home safe before he settled down himself. I imagine Beck definitely gets more done during the night because he's not dealing with his Captain's penchant for mischief in the evening.

✄ - Has your muse cut some or all of their family off? Are they close to someone else as a surrogate?

Okay... so my backstory for Killian is based off of an amazing song called Compass by Sail North so some of his history is based off of that.

Killian cut his parents off when he was just a teenager. He ran away from home when he was seventeen, the age that his son decided to fly the nest, and began to travel. His father wasn't the warmest of men, nor did he believe in his son and so he ran the moment he could and resulted in making his own crew; said crew began with his First Mate William Smee who became his surrogate father when the man began to look out for him. He also ended up with a brother in all but blood with Gaston.

☼ - Who in your muse's family are early risers? Are they productive in the morning? Does your muse love or loathe morning people?

Hook is an early riser, born from years on the seas, he wakes early to see the sunrise but also wakes early to handle business due to running the Tavern. CJ is also an early riser since she loves finding out different adventure stories from the docks so that she can write her books; Harry however... the only thing that will get him up is a bucket of water, though it changes when he wakes up by his partners side.

☘︎ - What is your muse's family's luck like?

Both good and bad. The Good part of the Hook luck was with Killian managing to survive his teenage years and sail the seas without being killed until he met his wife. Katie's luck was just the same as her husbands until the pregnancy with Harry... That was when the bad luck began to over take the good.

Harry has a lot of bad luck that he's inherited from his parents.

⚠︎ - Has your muse inherited an illness or mental health disorder from their family? If so, what is it and how does it affect them?

Does invulnerability count as an illness? especially once it woke up for him after Whole Cake?

Technically he hasn't inherited an illness of mental health disorder from his family, but his birth father did cause Sanji to develop anxiety, claustrophobia and some issues with his self-worth.

୨ৎ - Does your muse share well with their family? What are some things that they're not as willing to share?

Family of birth? HELL NO!

Family of choice? Sanji will often give up his own share of food to his family of choice since he has a few issues with eating since he was a child. He also has never informed his crew of his own allergies so he will happily share his food to them if it helps him avoid that; however, he will sometimes keep strawberries aside because it's his favourite food.

ଳ - What sorts of activities does your muse participate in with their family? Do they look forward to it or dread it?

Sanji will participate in almost everything with his crew, mainly because he's forever grateful that Luffy chose to see the good before even knowing him. He'll join in with them whenever they request his presence unless he's busy experimenting with recipes.

[valeriethornton]

#VALERIETHORNTON: It feels good to be known so well, I can't hide from you like I hide from myself.

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BASICS

full name: valerie judith thornton

nickname: val, baby thornton (only to those who've known her since childhood)

age/date of birth: 30 / july 30th, 1994

zodiac sign: leo ☼ gemini ☾ virgo ↑

gender identity: cis woman (she/her)

hometown: los angeles, california

current location: wilmington, nc

neighborhood: masonboro

time in town: five years

sexual orientation: bisexual

occupation: law

PERSONALITY

labels: the bon vivant, the polymath, the atelophobic, the double-edged sword

pos traits: passionate, affable, meticulous, affluent, curious, cultured

neg traits: domineering, overcritical, machiavellian, overwrought,

fears: fear of not being enough, moths

hobbies: reading, crocheting, diy projects, traveling, equestrian sports

languages spoken: english, french, latin, swedish

instruments played: piano & violin

favorite color: emerald green, any variation of pink, sky blue

favorite food: french cuisine

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 5'6

distinguished characteristics: n/a

tattoos: none

piercings: ears

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

parents: amelia thornton (nee: langham, retired actress), eugene thornton (lawyer, heir)

sibling(s): two older "siblings" (tbd)

spouse: tbd

pet(s): a british longhair cat named freyja

other family members: tbd

BIOGRAPHY

tw: illness mention

Not every love story starts with sparks. Amelia Warner (a B+ Hollywood actress at the time) met Frederick Thornton (a lawyer and heir) on a charity auction in Los Angeles, organized by one of Amelia's many well-renowned friends. Frederick was instantly infatuated by Amelia, outbetting her in each and every item of the night, much to her annoyance, only to send every item to her house the very next week, requesting a date.

For months she denied him, finding his approach distasteful and abrasive. It was only after yet another failed highly mediating relationship with a co-star that Amelia decided that a date couldn't hurt.

From then on, the two couldn't stay apart. From dinner on their very first night together to staying all night in Frederick's hotel to traveling the next day to Paris for a week to returning to California for her very first red carpet as the lead in a movie— they spent the next months glued to the hip, ultimately getting married 6 months after the charity event, giving birth to their first child a year later and their second, two years after that.

Valerie was born on a hot, chaotic August night. The hospital was strangely packed, personnel overworked and overtired, so when a nurse (after a 20+ hour shift) dropped the name tags of two babies that had been born almost at the same exact time next to each-other, no one batted an eye. It was easily fixed, no repercussions whatsoever and the babies were brought back to their parents. She had a wonderful childhood surrounded by a loving family who always encouraged her to be the best version of herself and sure enough, Valerie used all her drive to be what she thought she needed to be, perfect in every sense of the word. The school was her kingdom, not only was she an honor roll student but she happened to be liked enough to be considered one of the popular kids, the life every little girl dreams of and every movie teaches to aspire to, reason why her own sense of disconnection from everything and everyone that cemented on the pit of her stomach from a very young age, was always an strange concept to her.  Although all her life Valerie felt like she didn’t belong anywhere, the young woman played the part she imposed on herself with ease. She continued living the picture-perfect life her parents facilitated her with from birth, living life as she was supposed to: straight A’s , enough extra curriculars to keep her mind occupied, a healthy social life, comunity service and enough time to pass with her family— promising young woman was the first phrase anyone who got to spend some time with Val associated with her . 

Upon graduation she applied to various universities and ultimately got accepted into almost every choice she made, choosing Stanford as her alma mater and law as her line of studies, per her famiy request.

Law had never been a subject of interest to her before, but nothing else had either and knowing how much it meant for his father to have someone in the family following his steps, Valerie knew she had nothing to lose and slowly but surely, began falling in love with the career and even began envisioning a life as a high profile lawyer.

Harvard Law came soon after graduation and it was during her time in Massachusetts that she met who would ultimately become her partner. She fell quick and hard and following her parents steps, Valerie got married in a lavished and grand ceremony not even a year upon meeting.

Once her studies were done, Valerie and her spouse decided to settle down in Wilmington, Val's partner's hometown as Valerie decided to fight to make a name in her line of work by her own, without the name Thornton tied to her success. It was around this time where the Thornton family received some shocking news: their family fortune had been wiped clean by their accountant and debt was beginning to pile up from their expending and businesses expenses. The previously wealthy family had to sell everything they owned and ultimately decided to move to North Carolina to start anew.

Slowly but surely, Valerie and her partner started to build a life of their own. She became a Junior Lawyer in his father's firm (now situated in North Carolina and forseen primarly by Valerie herself), a beautiful home they could call theirs and Val even began helping her family get out of their situation along with taking care of her parents who were now having a hard time getting work on their own due to the Thornton name being publicly stained under the public eye. Finally, she felt like her life was her own and she was doing what she was made to do, take care of the people she loved the most.

Tragedy struck when Val began feeling ill for a couple of weeks before landing in E.R, doctors doing every test possible to find the cause of her lethargy, pallor and overall sickness. After three weeks without answers, spent going from the hospital to home, the results were in: pure red cell aplasia, a rare bone marrow disorder. The treatment involved getting various blood transfusions but when her family began getting tested for the transfusions, the results showed they weren’t compatible. The treatment continued with the help of other donors yet the doubt rose within the lawyer: why wasn’t she compatible with anyone in her family?

Once Val was back on her feet (at least strong enough to continue with life as she knew it), she decided to take a DNA test; the response arrived two days later leaving her with more questions than answers when it was revealed to her that the Thorntons weren’t related to her by blood. Knowing everything she ever knew was a lie, Val began to spiral down. Unsure of what to do and how to process the information she continued her life without telling a soul the information she had received but now, in the back of her mind, Valerie knows there is a ticking bomb, a tell-tale sign constantly reminding her everything she knows is a lie, keeping her constantly on edge and straining each and every single one of her relationships..

[arhaaong]

#ARHAAONG: if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right.

connections  pinterest  playlist  musings visage

BASICS

full name: jordan arhaa warren ong

nickname: just arhaa

age/date of birth: 37 / may 8th, 1987

zodiac sign: taurus ☼ libra ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: cis man (he/him)

hometown: hermosa beach, california

current location: wilmington, nc

neighborhood: wrightsville beach

time in town: since february, 1999 till 2005, then back on april 2013

sexual orientation: demisexual

occupation: author

PERSONALITY

labels: the phoenix, the benefactor, the mediator

positive traits: gentle , reliable , caring , trustworthy , allocentric , dutiful

negative traits: obstinate , reticent , stubborn , secretive , deceitful

hobbies: cooking, reading, musical theatre, camping, sports, volunteering

languages spoken: english, malay, french

instruments played: guitar, piano

favorite color: blue, red, green

favorite food: anything, but specially pies (he has memories attached to pies)

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 6'1

distinguished characteristics: multiple scars throughout his body; a blink and you’ll miss it type of situation. some are from childhood and barely noticeable if you look closely whilst the most prominent ones are around 4 years old, situated in his ribs. there is no itemized list yet, but it is something he is acutely aware of.

tattoos: aphoenix on his back, a minimalist tattoo from the song ‘from eden’ by hozier where the word idealism sits in a small prison and it’s located on his left ribcage, the date of his mom’s passing and his sibling’s disappearance on his chest, the phrase ‘when i was drowning, that’s where i could finally breathe’ on his right forearm. ( ref )

piercings: n/a

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

parents: robert warren (whereabouts unknown), lili ong (deceased)

sibling(s): johan warren (deceased) (there may be half siblings, who knows?)

children: two adoptive children, a six year old called mia and a a thirteen year old called jack

pet(s): a seven year old labrador named pollux

other family members: tbd

BIOGRAPHY

tw: death, car accident, substance abuse

It’s easy falling in love with the sun when all you know is darkness. That much Robert Warren learned when he first met Lili Oong, a ballet dancer who was in California as the new ballerina for Los Angeles Ballet who had moved recently from a little town called Kismet Harbor, Oregon. Her warmth eclipsed the harrowing black hole in his chest the moment he laid eyes on her and so, he asked her out on a date that same night. 3 months later, Lili was moving in with him after a shotgun wedding and a positive pregnancy test on her hand, giving up her dreams of becoming a worldly-known dancer for a bigger dream of hers: becoming a mother. 

The first few months were a dream; with Robert landing a promotion and Lili having an easy enough pregnancy, using all her newlyfound free time to enrich herself with tools to help her become the mother she never had. Soon, however, their luck changed and their future was forever shifted. 

Robert, savvy in his ways but with darkness lurking deep within his soul, was offered a new business venture when an old friend of his opened his mind to the world of the fabrication of off-the-shelve opioids. Knowing soon he'd have a child to take care of and money would stretch thinner than it already was, he agreed without telling his wife and mother-to-be, ultimately becoming a consumer as well as a maker and a seller. The fairytale began to crack, the man who had once been charming and loving became cold, distant and began showing a violent and angry nature that had been unknown to Lili who by now was due to give birth at any day.

Arhaa was born in Hermosa Beach, California into an already broken household with a negligent, abusive, narcissistic father and a loving and caring but mentally exhausted mother who had sadly been drawn to the world of opioids addiction by her very own husband (who made a living out of not only dealing but fabricating said drugs) only a few weeks after giving birth to her second son; Adam. Although the family lead a chaotic and rather dramatic life, the two siblings became inseparable from the very first day Arhaa held his little brother in his arms and vowed to protect him. Despite the trials and tribulations that came with their upbringing, the two siblings had quite a normal childhood. With their father disappearing every other day the remaining three members of the family did their best with what they were handed; providing eachother the love and support they needed to get by with their mother working tirelessly to provide for her family while Arhaa did his best to take care of his little brother, only a few years his junior. Their lives changed a few months after Arhaa's 12th birthday when their father arrived home after yet another escapade to inform his wife he was leaving for good to never return. Free at last, the mother of two packed all the essentials, sell the home her children had grown up in and decided to move the family to Wilmington, her hometown. For a while, the new breath of fresh air worked on their favor; bringing the cursed family a new wave of tranquillity they hadn't known before thanks to the Ong family, yet it was short-lived the day the siblings found their mother passed out on the living room coming from school, lips blue and skin translucid and cold to the touch; he was pronounced dead on the way to the hospital. Unbeknownst to her children and her family, she had been on a battle with substance abuse since Arhaa's birth and it had finally caught up to her, leaving her children heartbroken and alone.

Arhaa's aunt, his mother's sister, decided to take the two siblings in in honor of her sister and although they learned to love and care for eachother in the long run and it ultimately reshaped the way the eldest viewed love and family, the first few years were difficult for everyone involved as each member of the family was in their own way, dealing with the grief of losing the most important person in their lives. One of Arhaa's methods to cope with his new reality became planning for his future; from high school grades and activities and a part-time job to save money, he planned an escape route: NYU. He worked tirelessly for the next two years to earn a spot in the prestigious school and was rewarded with not only an acceptance letter but a partial scholarship.

The eldest Ong sibling moved to New York for college leaving his little brother with a promise: he'd work hard to build a life and a home in the new city and once Adam was done with school, he'd move in with him and they could leave their past behind them. For two years, Arhaa spent his mornings attending lessons and his evenings and nights working two, sometimes three jobs to hold his end of the bargain and find a home the two siblings could share only for Adam to ultimately decline the offer, claiming he was better off in Wilmington. With no room to overthink or even discuss the issue, the eldest sibling spent the next year dedicating his full attention to college, ultimately graduating with a major in English Literature and a minor in Creative Writing. It took a couple years and a few odd jobs here and there for the writer to fully earn a space in the New York literary society ultimately making friends with an indie publishing company's owner that upon reading his very first draft of a book, offered him a deal to publish it the minute he was done editing it. At age 25, Arhaa saw his biggest dream brought to fruition when his first novel was published, quickly gaining enough momentum to become a moderate success not even 4 months after its publication.

In a streak of luck, the indie publishing company that initially trusted in him and his vision offered him a new deal to become an associate, offering him a third of the company and a new contract for his next books. The now renowned author happily accepted and worked tirelessly for an entire year on both his next book and signing new talent, wanting nothing more than making other's dreams come true.

A little after his 26th birthday with a bestseller and a deal for three more books, Arhaa decided to move back to Wilmington to both work on his second novel and to be closer to his brother. It was then that he met Safia De Castilla, his brother's girlfriend. Their relationship began friendly; like any big brother, Arhaa was rather concerned of his brother and how the life they had had affected them and knowing there was someone who cared about the youngest as much as as he did was comforting and quickly he found himself drawn to the woman, establishing a friendship with her. Things turned sour when romantic feelings got involved from both sides and hard as they both tried to erase them and move on with their lives, it got to a point when denying themselves and how they felt about eachother was impossible. A plan had been made: he was to confess himself to his brother with no hopes other than a clean mind. Acutely aware of the wrath this would unleash, his process of grief for the relationship he once had with his brother started way sooner than he had expected however, life would prove to be the cruelest jokester when, on his way to see Arhaa and Safia, the youngest Ong sibling was killed in a car accident only a few miles away from his final destination. The news were soul-shaking for everyone involved and it send Arhaa into a spiral as he had lost both his best friend and the woman that he loved in the same night after Safia, in her own grieving process, decided to cut ties with him.

For months, he let his pain guide him. Drinks, parties, drugs and bodies passed through him in an attempt to heal wounds that had followed him from birth with little to no result. He'd live life with just enough conscience to get by and spend most nights wide awake, turning in bed letting each and ever skeleton in his closet keep him company in pain and anger. He let grief write his second novel, pouring out every part of him in his magnum opus that ultimately became his salvation. With the help of that second body of work and therapy, slowly but surely the author pulled himself out of the dark whole he made for himself and allowed himself to let go of some of the pain and heartache when he published his novel, two years after his brother's accident earning him another best seller weeks before its release.

Time passed and with enough help, his life began to make sense again. He cemented his name as a renowned author and made a life in his Wilmington; got a dog that became his trusty companion and closest confidant and on his 30th birthday, Arhaa decided to give his life a new spin by becoming a foster parent, both to play a homage to his family who took him in and his brother when they needed it the most and wanting to be that safe space for kids who needed it. ears of preparing and waiting for the right pick later, he welcomed Jack and Mia into his home, the first children who were put under his care; their tragic story a mirror of his own, their pain and fear something he could not only relate to but was personally affected by. With enough care and love, Arhaa managed to gain the children's love the author managed to get their trust and later on their love, ultimately asking for their consent to fully adopt them as their own so they could become the family the three of them had been searching for their whole lives and officially becoming their adoptive father at age 35.

[omorfias]

𝐌𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐀 𝐄𝐔𝐍 ⸻ she is passion embodied , a flower of melodrama in eternal bloom. it is part of her beauty , this quality of being not quite there , dreamlike.

trigger warnings : mentions of death , harassment , bullying, me not being able to spell my muse's name , the rp name , or literally anything at all without the red little line.

☼ STATISTICS.

NAME : myung ga eun .

GENDER + PRONOUNS : cis woman , she / her .

AGE + DOB : twenty three , october 4th .

ASTROLOGY : libra sun , pisces moon , leo rising .

ORIENTATION : bisexual .

BIRTHPLACE : jeju island , south korea .

LOCATION BEFORE CAMP : somewhere in california .

DEITY PARENT : aphrodite .

POWERS : shapeshifting , amokinesis .

WEAPON OF CHOICE : celestial bronze spear .

POSITIVE : lion - hearted , gracious , optimistic .

NEUTRAL : romantic , artistic , honest .

NEGATIVE : blunt , obtuse , indecisive .

MBTI : enfp - the campaigner .

ENNEAGRAM : 7 - the enthusiast .

ALIGNMENT : chaotic neutral .

SONG : dancing queen by abba .

CHARACTER PARALLELS : aimee gibbs ( sex education ) , fran fine ( the nanny ) , chrissy snow ( three's company ) , elle woods ( legally blonde ) , erin hannon ( the office ) .

AESTHETIC : lingering red stained kissed to a cheek , paint stained clothes mixed with yellows and pinks , wide doe eyes linger with confusion , glittering eyeshadow trickling down her face after smudging.

☼ HERSTORY.

001. her father has a hard time moving on from aphrodite. even on his wedding day to her future step-mother, he was telling tales to his only daughter about a wonderful beauty — his first love and the one that got away. it left five year old ga eun confused, distracting herself instead with the bow on her head as she was set to make her entrance as the flower girl. she wondered where her biological mother was and why she was being replaced with a woman that looked at ga eun as if she was the gum at the bottom of her shoe, doing everything in her power to scrap the little girl off. if the love between her mother and father was so great, where was the former?

002. her relationship with her father: he became distant with ga eun the older she became and claiming, especially on his emotionally drunken days, that she reminded him so much of her mother and it pained him to be around her most days. whenever ga eun would find the courage to bring up her mother, she was immediately turned down and made to feel guilty she would cause her father more heartache. it was okay though — it's what she told herself while putting on a smile in the mirror. her father was grieving, he would come around once healed.

003. her relationship with her step-mother: she became ga eun's first and only bully. it was easier for her step-mother to point the finger at her and have ga eun take all the blame for a loveless marriage, taking all her own hurt and frustration on ga eun whenever she could. ga eun grew up to believe her step-mother's favorite hobby was to belittle and badmouth her both to her face and behind her back. you're not smart enough to go anywhere in love, ga eun, her step-mother would hiss, who would want someone as ugly as you, ga eun? her step-mother had power over her, tasks around the house only getting done because ga eun wasted her weekends getting them done.

004. she lost her father at eleven years old, a motorcycle accident because he hated wearing a helmet, but he loved driving fast. no one knew how to handle an eleven year old who just lost her father, sobbing next to an empty casket, so they didn't reach out to her. they were too busy comforting the newly grieving widow who pretended that her step-daughter was her entire world. her step-mother hadn't thought that ga eun would be her problem to deal with now.

005. months after her father's death, her step-mother moved them to the states and settled in california. she watched her mother fall in love with another man that wasn't her father and become happy, starting a new family that she was completely isolated from. it wasn't until ga eun was eighteen that she finally got away, taking off without a word to anyone. she tried not to keep in touch with anyone either, writing letters of goodbye to those she felt close enough with.

006. from the age of eighteen until the age of twenty one, ga eun bounced around from state to state. she would fall in love with the places she went, the people she encountered, but it became a temporary emotion in her heart. finding waitressing jobs at different places helped her bond with so many people, but no one had felt enough for her to find permanence.

007. she found herself back in california after, finding another waitressing job to help her over before she found a painting class to help others paint step by step. she instantly became a favorite, soaking up all the love and admiration that her customers had to give, but it still felt as if something was missing. was california going to be the place she would never leave?

HOW DID APHRODITE FIND HER?

aphrodite had to be the one to find ga eun considering the latter kept evading the satyrs. she thought she was losing her mind and decided it was the best time to dip into another state. ga eun had gone to the bar one night to hang out with her friends. that particularly night, she didn't want to hang around late into the night. being as stubborn and independent as she was, she decided she was going to walk home with the company of no one. it started off as a big mistake — a man who hadn't left her alone for a second inside the bar followed her out. he started by shouting compliments at her until she ignored and responded negativly to each of his advances, then he got mean in a fit of rage. it took a lot for something to really bother ga eun, but this man was getting on her last nerves on top of not feeling safe. she used her powers against him, made a fool out of him at the bar and he became her puppet. she made sure to make him act like such a tool that he was kicked out of the bar.

HOW DID GA EUN REACT TO APHRODITE?

ga eun went most of her life only having herself by her side. she felt almost indifferent to meeting aphrodite after so many years of wondering who and where her biologically mother was to forgetting about the woman all together — or she should be saying godly woman all together. she had love for aphrodite and was excited to finally meet her, the powers and being a godlike being a bonus, however, she couldn't wrap her head around finding her biological mother. it didn't quite feel like family.

☼ HEADCANONS.

she loves love, except she's also someone who falls in love easily as well as someone who falls out of love just as quickly. she built this idea of what love and romance were meant to be like, desperate to find love that wasn't the one she was brought up around, but she loses interest in people who don't reach that high standard, especially if that someone isn't giving her the same energy back. she can find love in anyway and that light cna go out at any time. the clock is always ticking.

very independent to the point it can be annoying because she will try her hardest not to accept anyone's help and then you see her stumble over her own feet in front of everyone and continue to say that she doesn't need any help.

she is a horror girly, it's her second favorite type of media. it's a misconception that others believe she would hate horror and while romance is always her first, nothing tends to scare her much. she has been on dates before where they take her to a horror film in hopes to comfort her through the scary scenes, but it just ends up with a doe-eyed ga eun trying to both watch the film and comfort her date.

halloween is her favorite holiday.

her hobbies pretty much just include painting. she loves any type of art, but her real skill and heart is put into paintings.

* LINKS.

wanted connections , pinterest , musings.

[melit0n]

INTRODUCTION

☼ You can call me Mel, or any nickname you wish <3

☼ Pronouns: she/her

☼ Asks are always open! Free free to ask me about anything! Plus, fanfic or oneshot requests for noted below fandoms are always open as well :]

Note- at the moment, I only do x readers, so I apologise to those looking for character x character <3

☼ Multifandom blog! I mainly post about:

Sleep Token -> all my analysis

The Phantom of The Opera

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

Jujutsu Kaisen

The Oh Hellos

OFF

Call of Duty

Ghost (band)

☼ Tagging system:

mel's photos = personal photos I've taken

mel's thoughts = non-fandom related ideas

mel's rambles = fandom rambles

mel's musings = fanfics // original writings

mel's asks = answering asks

mel's doodles = drawings

melitunes = music

lynnposting = posts about Lynn, because <3

phantastic = information based Leroux!poto posts

red <3 = currated red photos & drawings

☼ MASTERLIST.

[bee-the-loser-recs]

☼My The8/Minghao One-shot Fic Recs☼

𖤓 The letter By @toruro 26k, Idol Minghao, Jun is reader's brother, fluff, angst, long term pining, slowburn, childhood friends to lovers

𖤓 Oh my By @toruro 13.6k, strangers to lovers, mutual crushes, fluff, reader is roommates with Vernon, Svt as one big friend group, smut

𖤓 Flight of the stars By @toruro 13.3k, race car driver Minghao, physical therapist reader, shoulder injury, fluff, angst, smut

𖤓 Red (k)nights By @toruro 6.7k, royalty au, princess reader, knight Minghao, established lovers, fluff, returning from scouting, slight secret relationship, smut

𖤓 This idiot of mine By @mirisss 3.7k, school au, bad boy Minghao, clumsy nerd reader, fluff, affectionate teasing, oblivious reader

𖤓 Fixer upper By @seungkwansphd 9.5k, blind date au, strangers to friends to lovers, ignoring feelings, fluff, slow burn, smut, cute, matchmaker & Minghao

𖤓 Avant-garde By @hoyoungy 4.1k, college student reader, painter Minghao, fluff, adoration, reader loves his painting, so cute, I have revisited this so many times :D

𖤓 Muses By @luvidzy 5.5k, small town au, summer holidays, falling in love, artist Minghao & reader, fluff, cuties

𖤓 Lowkey By @viastro 3.6k, dancer au, college au, pining, embarrassment, dance club, fluff, reader sobs after confession

𖤓 Since we were eighteen By @viastro 1.8k, best friends to lovers, drunk confessions, reader breaks up with their ex cause their in love with reader, fluff

𖤓 Better with you By @viastro 3.1k, friends to lovers, summer fair au, fluff, humour, nauseous reader, cute, love confessions

𖤓 Playing cupid By @sluttywonwoo 4.5k, college au, party, confessing feelings, valentines day party, fluff, smut, pining

𖤓 Once bitten By @sluttywonwoo 3.2k, vampire Minghao, college au, locked in a museum, project partners, aphrodisiac venom, smut, some fluff, slight enemies to lovers

𖤓 Light of my life By @escapewriter 2k, Minghao's birthday, celebration/cute date, painting and lighting lanterns, fluffy, so cute

𖤓 Hi (I love you) By @wheeboo 5.5k, college au, painter Minghao, photographer reader, falling in love, hidden feelings, fluff, really cute

𖤓 Academic infatuation By @berriesandjunnie 2.5k, teachers au, art teacher Minghao, Chinese language teacher reader, fluff, everyone is rooting for them

𖤓 Introverts By @berriesandjunnie 3k, highschool au, Chinese exchange student Minghao, introvert reader, bullying, fluff, fighting back, cute

𖤓 Felix felicis By @blue-jisungs 7k, Hogwarts au, Slytherin Minghao, Hufflepuff reader, project partners, cute dynamics, fluff, angst, mentions of social anxiety

𖤓 Apple of my eye By @rubyreduji 2.4k, Descendants au, Evil Queen's son Minghao, Snow white kid's reader, fluff, bullied reader, soft Minghao

𖤓 Glacial pace By @wonusite 5.3k, college au, fake dating, mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff, finally getting together, communicating, smut, meddling friends

𖤓 To love easily By @minghaoyoudoin 13.5k, college au, fake dating, photographer Minghao, ex Joshua, catching feelings, fluff, angst, smut

𖤓 Moonlight By @ilwonuu Brother's best friend trope, Jun is reader's brother, fluff, pining, oblivious lovers, Jun ships them, smut

𖤓 Minghao + historical au By @husbandhannie 6 one-shots, historical au, duke Minghao, duchess reader, marriage of convenience, falling in love, fluff, smut

𖤓 Love has no language By @renaiswriting Platonic Jun x reader x Minghao, college au, exchange student reader, learning Korean, exam stress, supportive behaviour

𖤓 Headliner By @horangboosadan SMAU one-shot, non-idol au, photographer Minghao, college student & cleaner reader, fluff, developing relationship

[paradigns]

🌦 « ( nichole sakura, thirty-two, cis female, she/her ) ☼ congratulations, kaede nakano, you’ve been accepted as a park ranger in hampton valley in grand hazel national park this summer! we could tell from your application that you are eccentric and defiant, so we are so pleased to welcome you from redding, california for your fifth summer on staff. hopefully you can check singing to wild animals, watching the sunrise at the peak, and configuring the perfect camping set up off your bucket list. please consult your employee handbook with questions! ↷

( @npbulletin​ ) hellaur i’m anne <333333 there is a brief bullet mention drugs in the intro below! like this and i’ll seek you out on d*scord or you could just message me first if you’d prefer at bigtimerushstan there!

kaede was born and raised in san diego, california. that was her home with her moms <3 but then she moved to get closer to the redwood national park where she usually works full-time. she wanted to explore a lil more so she negotiated a part-time summer position at grand hazel.

she also sells upcycled jewelry on the side -- you’ll probably find her outside looking for usable materials. maybe you’ve found her by a trash can, maybe behind the park buildings. nature is bountiful. the business is on hold during the summer while she builds up her collection and focuses on her job at grand hazel.

she’s a vegan and she won’t kill spiders. maybe a stink bug if they get annoying but she’ll try not to!!!

she’s pretty empty-headed sometimes, and she kinda lives in her own world. she’s like a mixture of synclair james from living single and phoebe buffay from friends.

live laugh love is literally her life motto.

avid w33d smoker.

she has so many plants in her home it’s like a plant nursery. come to her if you need help with your plants.

i’ll copy and paste some of the wanted connections, but i’m always up for a good ole brainstorm!!!

mortal enemy who believes in the exact opposite of what she believes in (veganism, nature is best, live laugh love, killing spiders is bad, etc)

best friends who’s just like her

best friends who’s not like her at all but they’re supportive <3

friends who’ve bonded over her plant knowledge or her jewelry or whatever

friendly acquaintances who are still getting to know each other

petty rivals (she will NOT move her little plants from the common area)

enemies because of something personal (they’re exes, they dated the same ex, they said the other person’s hair is ugly and they’ve been personally offended ever since, shut up about the flowers already, etc.)

childhood friends/enemies/lovers

unrequited crushes (kaede crushing on your muse, your muse crushing on kaede, either or <3)

regular and casual hookup

i am up for anything tbh just lmk <3

[fumikomiyasaki]

☼ and ☆ for any of our ships? :)

Summer Starters

☼ for our muses catching fireflies

She was surprised as suddenly Camilla stopped by her dorm and nearly pulled her by her arm to come with her. Eventually they both arrived at night in the forrest.

"I seriously think its not good to be around here."

"Pssshh its fine... just wait a little and you will know why... if you feel worried you can cling to my arm."

Kome instead took her hand and suddenly noticed all the small lights flying towards them... each a small little firefly making the forrest a much more brighter and comfier place for her.

"Its beautiful."

"I thought it will cheer you up... given you were such a downer the last days."

"So, you noticed."

She looked at her and patted her head.

"You literally stared into space and said you were worthless, Kome."

"But I am-"

"Not to me."

Kome looked at her a little red and squeezed her hand.

"Something dad said to me too.. I was used to others usually not caring much about me... after all one day this illness will claim me anyways."

"Even if it does... I wanna make you have many fun memories till then."

She took a small jar from her bag and lend it too Kome.

"How about we catch some as your new pets?"

A small nod from the white haired girl... followed by both of them running of to catch any they find.

[stvrmfrci]

ㅤೀ     𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘 !     EVAN CHO sets sail to assist those with broken hearts . the THIRTY-NINE year old is known to be UNETHICAL , but makes up for it by being EFFICIENT . you can usually find him listening to REQUIEM FOR MY HARLEQUIN BY POETS OF THE FALL ; might be a way to unwind from working as a PSYCHOLOGIST at CH HEALTH & EMERGENCIES .     ﹕     ꒰   lee dongwook, cis man, he / him   ꒱

𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄  𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒔

name:  evan  cho. pronouns:  he  /  him. nickname(s):  doc. date  of  birth:  november  1  @  0001. zodiac  signs:   ☼  scorpio,  ☾  taurus,  ⇧  leo  (  western  ),  dog  (  chinese  ). language(s):  english,  korean,  latin,  german. orientation:  pansexual  /  panromantic. occupation:  psychologist.

moral  alignment:   lawful  evil. enneagram:   3w2,  the  enchanter. mbti:   intj-t,  the  architect. hogwarts  house:  slytherin. temperament:   choleric. signature  scent:  tiziana  terenzi’s  sirrah  (  top  notes:  passionfruit,  quince,  saffron,  &  green  pepper.  heart  notes:  osmanthus,  mountain  air,  amber,  rose,  &  cardamom.  base  notes:  white  musk,  leather,  sandalwood,  birch,  &  patchouli  ).

inspiration:  won  sangah  (  little  women,  kdrama  ),  ko  moonyoung  (  it’s  okay  not  to  be  okay,  kdrama  ),  seo  moonjo  (  strangers  from  hell,  kdrama  ),  jung  sunho  (  i  remember  you,  kdrama  ),  yujin  (  the  good  son,  book  by  youjeong  jeong  ),  margot  scott  (  tell  me  lies,  audible  original  by  jp  pomare  ),  patrick  bateman  (  american  psycho  ),  hannibal  lecter  (  hannibal,  tv  show  ),  +  my  own  imagination.

𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅  𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒔

───  [  REDACTED  ].

𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏  𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒔

───  born  and  raised  in  london.  got  his  psyd  in  clinical  psychology  at  the  university  of  manchester.

───  throughout  his  time  spent  getting  his  education,  along  with  his  clinical  training,  he  placed  a  heavy  emphasis  on  personality  &  dissociative  disorders  which  eventually  became  his  specialty  whenever  he  opened  his  own  practice.

───  ranks  4.6  /  5  in  primary  psychopathy  and  2.4  /  5  in  secondary  psychopathy.  the  difference  between  the  two  being  that  primary  deals  with  superficial  charm,  manipulation,  &  the  lack  of  empathy,  while  secondary  deals  with  impulsivity  &  is  often  related  to  hostile  behaviour. 

───  piggy  backing  off  the  above,  he’s  had  many  years  to  learn  how  to  fit  in,  to  blend  seamlessly  into  the  community  around  him.  to  the  outside  world,  he’s  well-educated,  charming,  warm,  outgoing,  etc.  (  all  without  being  too  much  )  while,  in  reality,  it’s  all  a  facade. 

───  definitely  a  pleasure  seeker  in  a  physical  sense  and  no  one,  except  those  that  would  become  a  problem  or  disrupt  his  carefully  staged  set  up,  is  off  limits.  enjoys  a  good  adrenaline  rush,  too.

───  regarding  the  whole  impulsivity  thing,  he  is  the  world’s  most  patient  man.  which  is  one  of  the  biggest  factor  as  to  why  he’s  able  to  get  away  and  come  off  as  a  walking  white  flag  without  a  red  one  in  sight.

───  the  reason  why  i  said  he’s  unethical  is  because  he’s  never  really  followed  the  ethics  normally  placed  upon  those  within  his  profession.  he  tends  to  get  just  a  bit  closer  to  his  clients,  maybe  whispers  some  things  he  shouldn’t  as  their  psychologist  bc  he  often  sees  him  as  his  play  things.

───  also  known  within  the  circle  of  wealth  for  his..  charity.  before  joining  the  cruise,  he  spent  many  hours  doing  volunteer  work,  offering  mental  health  services  to  orphanages  and  shelters,  etc.  was  also  a  big  donator.

annnnnnnnd  i  think  i’m  gonna  end  it  here.  i  feel  like  he’s  a  muse  that’ll  be  fun  to  learn  about  through  interactions  and  development  bc  is  he  being  real?  is  he  ever  telling  the  truth?  who  knows!  i  don’t!  anyway,  as  i’ve  said  before,  thx  for  putting  up  with  us  <3

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HC MEME / @galaxofmuses /  ACCEPTING !   ↳   Send me a symbol and I will write a headcanon about…

☼ : My muse’s first memory. (Where it was, who was with them, how this memory makes them feel, e.t.c.)

        Sonic  has ... many firsts. It depends. Who are you? And what do you want to know? If you’re a friend, and you ask, well... he’ll tell you all about the day he met his little buddy, Tails. Regale you, with the details of the West Island forest and fauna, the daring heroics of a young eleven-year-old hedgehog who decided, today, this day, he might need to consider putting treasure hunting officially on his resume. Of fox children who bullied a little guy who was perhaps a little too small and a little bit odd. How such a small moment in time - and a rather impromptu spur of the moment decision (of righteous fury) earned him one of the best friends a guy could ever ask for.  (  because THAT’S WHEN HIS LIFE REALLY BEGAN , right? when he found his first friend. When he met what would soon become only the first puzzle piece of a small found family.  )

       OR MAYBE you meant something else. Well, he can gladly tell you all about the day he first met Doctor Ivo Robotnik. The critters that were forcibly taken from their homes. The dust and smog that clouded the air and stank the wind that should blow free and clear. And Sonic, so young - barely even seven... maybe eight years old, he had lost track at the time - found that SUPER SPEED was rather handy. He could scout out the weird bases and the robots couldn’t touch him. He could whisk away the little critters who deserved better than red cages to the green and lush earth where they belonged. SOMEHOW , SOME WAY , he ended up being EXACTLY THE HERO THOSE LITTLE CRITTERS NEEDED. Not because he was trying. Not because he had SET OUT to bust some heads. Just... by being around, at the right place, at the right time. (  something of a LIFE-ALTERING COINCIDENCE , WAS IT NOT? )

      No? That’s not what you wanted to know either? Well, he’s only got so many stories you know, and those, he thinks, were pretty exciting.  ( but what about before ? what about long ago , before the wanderlust and the heroics? before the little amber fox flew right at his side ? what about then? BEFORE the first of firsts? )

             ....  Well.

        He guesses he was born on an island that was small.         In a village that was even smaller. He supposes. He thinks.

        There isn’t much else to it than that. 

       What was it like?        oh. you know. trees and valleys. critters of all shapes and sizes. the usual. whatever you’d expect on an island. (  faint echoes of laughter / of mobian children he doesn’t remember the shapes of / a breeze / the smell of saltwater sting in his nose. but he won’t tell you that. )

              AND WHAT ABOUT HIM?              WHO WAS THE HERO , BEFORE HE WAS A HERO? 

                He pauses.          DOESN’T THAT RUIN THE AIR OF MYSTERY? he asks, and he laughs. Dons a smile you think is supposed to be charming , and it is charming —  but it’s a smile that’s tight , you notice. It doesn’t quite seem to reach his eyes , you think.  IT’S LIKE HE SAID, he reiterates. HE’S ONLY GOT SO MANY STORIES TO TELL , AFTER ALL.

           ( and besides , he considers , quietly , in the silence that follows ... perhaps it’s not all that important for you to know. about thunderstorms and crashing waves / of the day he got the tornado off the ground / of meeting flickies that taught him to make his bed in the trees / or the small blue scrap of fabric tucked away where even tails won’t see. / you don’t need to  know about the ghost of a melody he hums that bears no name and has no words.  )

       IT’S NOT ALL THAT INTERESTING.       AND HE’S GOT PLENTY BETTER STORIES TO TELL.

[poetrysings]

— whoa! ALEXANDER WARREN just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for ON-AND-OFF FOURTEEN YEARS, working as an AUTHOR. that can’t be easy, especially at only 33 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit OBSTINATE and SECRETIVE, but I know them to be DUTIFUL and CARING. whatever. I guess I’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to BROOKLYN! —

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BASICS

full name: noah alexander warren

nickname: alex

age/date of birth: 33 / may 8th, 1990

zodiac sign: taurus ☼ libra ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: cis man (he/him)

hometown: hermosa beach, california

current location: brooklyn, new york

time in town: fourteen years

sexual orientation: demisexual

occupation: writer, former fbi agent

PERSONALITY

labels: the phoenix, the benefactor, the mediator

positive traits: gentle , reliable , caring , trustworthy , allocentric , dutiful

negative traits: obstinate , reticent , stubborn , secretive , deceitful

hobbies: cooking, reading, musical theatre, camping, sports, volunteering

languages spoken: english, french, hebrew, latin

instruments played: guitar, piano

favorite color: blue, red, green

favorite food: anything, but specially pies (he has memories attached to pies)

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 5'9

distinguished characteristics: multiple scars throughout his body; a blink and you'll miss it type of situation. some are from childhood and barely noticeable if you look closely whilst the most prominent ones are around 4 years old, situated in his ribs. there is no itemized list yet, but it is something he is acutely aware of.

tattoos: a phoenix on his back, a minimalist tattoo from the song ‘from eden’ by hozier where the word idealism sits in a small prison and it’s located on his left ribcage, the date of his mom’s passing and his sibling’s disappearance on his chest, the phrase ‘when i was drowning, that’s where i could finally breathe’ on his right forearm. ( ref )

piercings: n/a

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

parents: robert warren (whereabouts unknown), alycia warren (nee: weiss, deceased)

sibling(s): a younger siblng (whereabouts unknown), possibly half siblings

pet(s): a four year old labradoodle named pollux

BULLET POINTS

tw: drug use, abuse, death mention

alycia grew up dreaming of becoming two things: a successful ballerina and the loving mother she herself never had. she worked day and night, running herself thin for years until she made it to the nyc ballet company as their prima ballerina at the impressive age of 24. it was that candor, passion and grace she exuded while on the stage that caught the attention of a young robert warren who, by some magnificent miracle happened to be on the crowd for alycia's very second presentation on stage. he decided to introduce himself and they hit it off right away, went out for a drink and nine months on the dot, alexander warren was born on hermosa beach, robert's hometown.

alex grew up in a broken household with a negligent, abusive, narcissistic father and a loving and caring but mentally ill mother who had sadly been drawn to the world of drug addiction by her very own husband, who made a living out of not only dealing but fabricating said drugs. it became obvious to alex at a very young age that he was on his own. despite all that, he had a pretty normal childhood (as normal as one can be with a parent who half of the time isn't there and whenever he is around, leaves you wishing he wasn't) up until he turned 6 and his younger sibling was born. alex adored him the moment he met him and bowed to protect him at all costs, the two became inseparable.

as years went by, issues within the warren household grew more evident and worrisome. alycia was at wit ends and robert only grew angrier to the point where neighbors, friends and teachers got involved and called the police. many times social services were called to make an investigation yet, nothing was ever found until one fateful day when alex was twelve and at school. child services came to visit and found alex' little sibling alone at home, playing with his father's tools. he was immediately taken away and they promised to be back for alexander however when they did, it was far too late. robert had cowardly ran away by himself the night before and alycia, scared they would take away her remaining child moved herself and alexander to san francisco

the two remaining members of the once warren family resided in san francisco for 4 years, alycia going as far as to starting up a plan to stay sober and take care of her kid and she could've sworn they would make it. things were starting to look up for the two of them until the day robert warren showed up to their home again, begging for their forgiveness and claiming he was ill. of course the two of them took him in and aided him best they could, at least until alex found the real reason he had come was because he needed money because he was being followed. alex kicked him out of the property after a huge fight for putting him and alycia in risk however it was far too late, the people looking for robert had already figured out where he had gone and one day, while alex was out at a party, someone came in and tried to take justice by their own hands, robing them and killing alycia who was simply waiting for her son to return home. alex spiraled for months on end, nowhere to go and completely alone in the world. after those months, alex dedicated the remaining time in high school picking himself back up, swearing he'd become someone his mother would be proud of

upon high school graduation, alex moved to new york when he was accepted into nyu's criminal justice program and once he graduated, he did his PhD program in liberty university while doing the trainee program for the fbi in quantico, ultimately becoming an agent at 25 and moved back to nyc when he was assigned. for two years he worked tirelessly to be the best in his division, going as far as being told if he remained in the same path as he was, he'd become a director of his division at age 30, even though he dreaded every moment spent working. even when he hated his job, he simply couldn't stop until, two years in he suffered an accident that nearly costed his life. it truly put his life into perspective; how much he had given a career he truly despised and quit there and then. alex then started writing about the adventures he had had as a federal agent and his then fiance convinced him to turn his stories into a full book, which he did.

the end of his relationship came with the success of his very first novel and a deal for 2 more books and the possibility of turning his book into a movie or a tv show. he is currently working on his third thriller novel after publishing his second book, which became an even wider success than the first on the trilogy.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

PEACE . ( plat? could be rom / any gender )

relationships are as complex as human beings. we are volatile, coarse by nature; and things only get harsher when emotional baggage/mental health issues are carried and tossed around. it’s a russian roulette half the time, loving and carrying for those around you, but oh how worth it it is when you can find someone who understands you even without speaking, someone who knows you and your inner demons and still sticks by your side. although nothing is perfect and there will never be peace, you can keep eachother warm.

I’LL BE THERE FOR YOU  . ( plat / any gender )

the cory to his shawn, the phoebe to his joey, the chandler to his joey. he is a very loving person all together and deems himself a friendly guy who cares about all the people in his life, however this person has a special place in his heart. they are his go-to whenever something goes wrong and they need help, they are one of those people he’d do anything for and, most importantly, they are one of the few people who really know him, beyond the smiles and good times. who know the darkness that lies deep within him, perhaps the person he trusts the most in the world.

EASE MY MIND / SO WILL I . ( plat / any gender )

there are people who, even without a single word, can bring light into your world by simply existing. whenever something goes wrong, when the world is about to crumble down— they become your go-to, the one safe place that can ease your soul in the darkest hour and you can only hope that you can do the very same for them.

WORSHIP   . ( rom / any gender )

being a hopeless romantic entails many things. shared with an overachiever personality and a passionate soul whose sole existance revolves around making other’s happy— and you get yourself a giver. conventional relationships are not something you can handle, for one reason or another. doesn’t mean that every lover is not especial and deserves to be worshipped, something you are devoted to.

GETAWAY CAR   . ( rom / any gender )

it was, in every sense of the word, a rebound. one had a broken heart after a failed engagement and the other had their reasons— but it was meant as simply that. it lasted way longer than anyone expected it to, and when it ended, it wasn’t exactly soundless. both parts knew it wouldn’t last; however they weren’t ready for how damaging the outcome would be.

KEEP DRIVING . ( plat / any gender )

’We held darkness in withheld clouds I would ask, “Should we just keep driving?”’ when things get hard, when everything is going downhill, these two simply count on eachother to get on a car and keep driving. snacks and meaningful conversations withheld at 90 miles an hour to no forseen destiny— it may be one of alex’s most honest relationships.

DAYDREAMING . ( rom / any gender )

it’s still casual and new— but it’s all he’s been daydreaming about. the night calls, the illicit visits, the joy of having something private and non-commital and the way even one message from them can turn his entire day upside down.

work friends. people in the literary world that know of him? perhaps a secret club where literary lovers gather around and exchange ideas over a few bottles of champagne and french pastries? perhaps even a few of his work?

HALF SIBLINGS (robert warren got AROUND and there is a chance he had multiple kids? who knows?)

friends FAMILY FRIENDS, BAD INFLUENCES, good influences

family, maybe? cousins?

flings, one-side crushes, flirtationships, fwb, affairs, past lovers (however the relationship ended in good terms or bad, can be discussed?) the sky is the limit