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𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒑-𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦, ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒, ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒐-𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏 ~ 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖.

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑆𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝 𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠, 𝑔𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑜-𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛. 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑭 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫

𝐴/𝑁: 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑜3 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑰𝒇 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑯𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕, 𝑰𝒇 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑰 𝑾𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝐴𝑂3 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛.

𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓: 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕❤︎

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒐

𝑁𝑎𝑣𝑖: ��ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒 ✯ (𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛'𝑡.)

𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚

He never truly understood the meaning of perfection. Neither did he understand what it felt like to love something or someone. But that all changed the moment he met you.

Before he met you, they once said that he was perfect.

The Gojo Satoru is perfect and that’s because he was a symbol of true beauty. Perfection is all they see when they cast their eyes upon him, to see his shining pink lips turn up into a plastic smile, even though they may not know that. His pillowy white hair cascading around his glowing pale skin. His long, fluffy, white lashes fanning over his beautiful glistening cerulean eyes, that captured the hearts of many young maidens who are desperate to have his heart.

However they were too blind to see that he was far from perfect.

They were too blind to see that his life was far from perfect. But, perfection is all they see, when he stands next to his father whenever they’re invited out to important dinner parties, or even on the stage when his father was yet again called to be a part of an important conference. Or when his mother tried her hardest to hold on to his hand while they walked around in public.

He is perfect and that's because Gojo Satoru, a man born into a wealthy family and he grew up filled with happiness. They said that he’s untouched by the filthy hands of the disgusting world. ‘He’s growing up to be a refined young man’ - they said. A man refined by the wealth of his parents. ‘He deserves the best’.

Complete fucking nonsense, if only they knew the truth about his fucked up world and the life he had to edure with his perfectly happy fucking family. He knew his life wasn’t perfect. He had a father who worshipped stray pussies and a drunken bitch, who he called a mother. A woman that hated him since the day he was born.

If only they knew that he was not as perfect as they painted him to be, hatred is all he knew, pain is what he familiarised himself with. He hated the idea of a woman showing him love and affection (even though he fucked them as the whore he claimed them to be).

If only they knew that the untouched, well refined Gojo Satoru’s life behind the closed door was filled with nothing but bad decisions and anything that was far from perfect. Nothing made sense to him, his world isn’t as beautiful as they claimed it.

His world was nothing but a dark bottomless pit that was meant to swallow him up whole. No sun shined in his world, there was no sense of warmth in his world. It was dark and cold, his life was like a void.

But that’s until he met you.

A little star that shined so bright in his cold and dark world. It was only then he understood the true meaning of perfection. You are what they defined him to be. You are perfect and that's because your mind and your body are beautiful. You’re untouched by the filthy hands of this provocative dirty world.

And with his father’s wealth, you’ll be happy with him. Your relationship with him is going to be perfect. With his father’s wealth, you’ll be refined just as he is, you’ll be given the best, the very best that this world has to offer. You’ll receive the best education, the most beautiful things that others could only dream of.

And you’ll become more beautiful, more perfect.

He’ll do anything to make you happy. He’ll make sure that you are happy with him.

…

Your newly fresh scent made his nostrils tingled with excitement. The warmth of your hands on his cheek made something spark inside of him. A smile gracing your lips as you let out a small giggle made him smile. You couldn’t be any cuter than this.

“You look like a prince onii-chan,” you giggled before squishing his cheeks to make his lips pucker up a bit.

“‘M not,” he tried speaking. You laughed because he sounded so funny with his cheeks squished together like this.

“Yes,” you answered.

“Why?” he asked.

You hummed as you pulled your hand away from his cheeks. “Because you are very pretty onii-chan and you wear fancy clothes. All princes are pretty and they wear fancy clothes.”

He chuckled, “Well, that means that you’re a princess.”

“No,” you said while shaking your head before climbing out of his lap. “I can’t be a princess.”

He looked at you confused then he asked, “Why not?”

“Because, I don’t have pretty dresses and a crown onii-chan,” you answered as you went to pick up your teddy bear from the floor.

“You don’t need to have a crown to be a princess, imouto-chan,” he said as he got up from the sofa and walked over to you. You yelped when lifted you up in his arms before walking towards the kitchen.

“I do,” you said to him and he shook his head no.

“You already live inside of a big house, and you do have pretty dresses imouto-chan. And you want to know what else makes you a princess?” he asked as he opened the fridge and pulled out two cups of freshly made strawberry banana smoothies.

“What’s that?” you asked him.

He made you sit down on the marbled countertop before he went to the pantry to grab your favourite snacks then he answered. “You are very kind, and being kind is what makes you a princess.”

He watched as you pout yet again before shaking your head, “No, if I don’t have a crown then I’m not a princess.” He hummed as he gave you your cup and before lifting you in his arms, then he grabbed his cup and both your snacks since you still had your teddy bear.

“A crown huh?” he mumbled before taking you back to the living room. “You’re saying that a crown will make you a princess?”

“And pretty dresses too, like Cinderella.”

“I see…”

…

*He’ll do anything to make you happy. He’ll make sure that you are happy with him.*

“Dad I need you to get something for?” Gojo said as he walked inside the office that he hadn’t been inside for years.

“What is that son?” his father asked as he looked away from the desk filled with papers to look up at Gojo. The boy fumbled as he stared down at his phone before walking inside. His father watched him with raised eyes, then he spoke again, “Son?”

“I need you to have this made,” Gojo finally spoke as he showed his father a picture of a crown he found on pinterest.

“What for?” his father asked as he took Gojo’s phone to get a better look at the golden enchanted forest tiara that was filled with tiny crystals.

Gojo huffed, “Do I need to have a reason to have something made for my little sister?” A reason other than the fact she’s just perfect and she deserves the best?

“Ahh no son,” he father stuttered before picking up his phone and quickly dialled a number. “I’ll have a team searching for the crown, if it can’t be found then I’ll have it made.” Gojo only shook his head in response. “Do you need anything else son?”

“No, I’ll do the rest,” he answered before walking out of his father’s office.

“I’ll send money to your account then,” his father shouted before Gojo was completely out of sight.

He had so much on his hand to do before the weekends, he wanted to make sure that everything was in place for you. He had to ensure that everything was perfect for you.

Yeah! That’s right you were just perfect and you deserve the best, even if it meant that he had to walk to the end of the earth to find what you need to be, then he will. He wanted to see that perfect smile on your face when he surprised you with the things he had in store for you.

It was only a matter of time.

“Imouto-chan?” he called as he entered your room to see you sitting on your bed dressed up so cutely in your white dress with yellow ruffles along the edges. He smiled when you gazed up at him with those big bright eyes of yours.

“Hm? Onii-chan?” you answered so sweetly as you hopped off the bed and walked over to him.

“Ready to go?” he asked as he held out his hand for you.

“Where are we going?” you asked him as you wrapped your fingers around his middle and index finger. Your hands were so small, just like the rest of you. He gazed down at you in awe before he gently tugged you out of the room and down the flight of stairs inside the huge house he lives in.

“To the mall silly,” he said as he picked up the bag that he packed earlier and his phone from the sofa, then he headed for the door.

“The mall?” you asked as you both walked out the front door to see the car he usually rides in whenever he went out.

“Yeah,” he answered as he opened the door and allowed you to get in then he followed. As soon as he closed the car door, you found yourself on his lap, like you do many times whenever he took you out of the house. “We’re gonna look for those new stuffed animals you asked for and also meet up with my friend Suguru.”

“Yay,” you giggled as you rested your head on his chest. “Thanks onii-chan. I really wanted those stuffed animals.”

He smiled before kissing your forehead. If only you knew that those stuffed animals weren’t the only things that you were going to look for.

And sadly, you weren’t even aware of the fact that you weren’t there to look for stuffed animals alone. Your poor little ten year old mind didn’t even pick up on the fact that the first store Gojo took you in was a store filled with beautiful dresses, when you arrived at the mall.

You were too caught up in looking at the big oversized bears and wanting to touch Geto’s hair to even notice that at one point, Gojo just happened to look at the tag on the inside of your dress, or even when you were at another store, he surprisingly had one of your dresses that he gave to a store help.

You were completely unaware of the fact that your brother took you to the mall to buy pretty dresses just for you. And you were still clueless, even when he took a whole bunch of bags and hid them inside his room.

And he was glad that you were unaware of everything. And he hoped that you will continue to be so for the rest of the week.

A week later.

You were just messing around on your brother’s phone when he suddenly popped into your room with a strange looking lady standing beside him. “Onii-chan?” you questioned as you shifted your towards the lady.

Gojo smiled at you then he pointed at the lady who walked inside your room with a suitcase in her hand. “Hello princess Y/N, my name is Lady Miral and I’m here to do your hair.”

You looked at your brother confused, but he only smiled as he walked over to you. He patted your head as he spoke, “A princess can’t wear a crown if her hair is messy.” Your eyes widened then you turned around to look at the lady.

“Come Princess Y/N, let's get you all cleaned up ok,” the lady said before holding onto your hand and taking you to the bathroom. It was normal for someone to give you a bath, afterall your mother made that request.

Anyways, as lady Miral gave you a bath, Gojo took that time to pull in a clothing rack filled with beautiful dresses just for you and then he left and came back shortly after with the crown he got for you.

He smiled as he exited the room, he can’t wait to see the smile on your face. He had to make sure that he was ready as well, so he went to take a shower, washed his hair and brushed his teeth. Then after he was done, he picked out one of his finest tailored suits to dress himself in.

He made sure that his hair was neat enough and he sprayed just the right amount of perfume on his body.

*He’ll do anything to see you happy. He wants you to be happy with him.”

As he exited his room and made his way towards yours, he could hear the sounds of your beautiful laughter.

The sweetness of your laughter made him feel warm inside. And as he got closer to your room he heard your cute little voice speak.

“I look like a princess now,” then you let out a laugh again. It was so sweet, like an angel's melody. He’ll do anything just to hear you laugh like that again. “Thank you lady Miral.”

“Your welcome, princess Y/N,” she answered just in time to see Gojo walking inside your room.

“Onii-chan, onii-chan,” you giggled as you hopped off your little chair and ran towards him. He stopped down to your height and opened his arms for you. “ONII-CHAN.”

“Yes Imouto-chan,” he chuckled as he pulled you away from him to have a better look at you.

You’re so beautiful. And you look so beautiful (perfect) in that pink hi lo tulle princess flower dress you had on. Most of your hair was combed into a bun leaving a few curls out to form the outline of your cute tiny face. Miral dusted a little blush on your cheek and to finish your look, you had on a cherry scented lip gloss.

“Lady Miral made me look like a princess,” you said with your voice filled with excitement.

“And now you have a crown,” he said as he looked up at the crown he had his father made for you. It fits your tiny head so perfectly.

“Mhm. Lady Miral said ``you bought me all these pretty dresses and a crown onii-chan,” you said as you rested your hand against his cheeks.

And there it is again, that warm feeling inside your tiny hand that gave him life when he first met you.

“Well you said that you needed a crown to be a princess didn’t you?” he asked before looking over at Miral who was making her way towards the door. “Thank you.”

Miral had known Gojo for years, she’s the family stylist. And this was the first time Gojo had told her thanks.

You were doing something to him.

She gave him a smile before she left. Gojo then turned his attention back to you.

“And pretty dresses too. And now look at you, you look like a princess. And now that you are a princess you can have anything that you want,” he said and you giggled. He licked his lips as he looked you up and down yet again. “Do you like it?”

“I love it onii-chan,” you whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck to hug him. A small sigh left his lips as he snuggled his nose into your neck to breathe in your newly fresh scent. “Thank you.”

“Your welcome imouto-chan,” he answered before pulling you away from him. You stared at each for sometime and he reached out to stroke your cheek. And as he was about to stand up, you quickly caught onto his head to keep him still. “Imouto?”

He watched as you giggled as you rested both your hands on his cheek. He expected you to squish his cheeks and laugh. But instead, he watched as you leaned your tiny head down and placed a kiss on his lips. His eyes widened.

WHAT THE FUCK!!! He thought as he pulled you away from him yet again. “Y/N, you can’t do that.”

He watched as you pouted and stared at him with big eyes, “What why? You said that I’m a princess onii-chan. And in the movies the prince kisses the princess.”

At age ten, what the hell did you know about kissing? Well not enough if you were bold enough to kiss your brother on his lips. “I’m not a prince, Imouto-chan and I’m also your brother. You are not supposed to do that.”

“Why not? My mom and your dad kiss too,” he raised his brow at you. Sometimes he forgets that even though you were ten, you had a really smart mouth. “So why can’t I do it?”

He sighed as he looked at you. What the hell do you know about kissing at this age? He thought to himself. “Because I’m your brother.” You were watching too many Disney princess movies.

He watched as your lips trembled slightly as you spoke, “But mom and dad do it. They are mother and father. So why can’t brother and sister do it?”

“Imouto…” he tried speaking but you cut him off.

“Onii-chan, you said that I can have anything that I want now that I'm a princess.” As he continued to look at you he saw tears gathering in the corner of your eyes. Were you really about to cry if he did not kiss you? “Onii-chan.”

He didn’t know what to do or even say as he stared at you. Out of all the wrong things that he had done and the plenty of lines that he had already crossed. This was one of them that he wouldn’t even think of doing. He had no problem kissing you on your cheek and forehead. That was normal, but your lips. No he wasn’t about to do that to you. That was wrong.

“Onii-chan.”

And even though he knew that it was completely wrong, he did not want to see you cry. He had never made you cry before. You are too perfect for that. He wanted to do anything to make you happy…

Right, he’ll do anything to see you happy. He’ll do anything to make you happy with him.*

“Onii-chan,” you sniffed and he sighed.

This was wrong, but if kissing you was going to make you happy, then so be it. Fuck all the morals of what’s wrong and what’s right. He just wanted to see you happy, that's all.

So he rested his hand on your cheek, caressed your soft skin with his thumb as you continued to sniff. He shut his eyes before leaning forward and pressed a small kiss to your lips. “Happy now, princess?” he asked as he pulled away from you. You sniffed one last time before smiling at him.

“Thank you onii-chan,” you whispered yet again. “Are we gonna do it again?”

He sighed before resting his head on your shoulder. He knew that this was wrong, but it was going to make you happy with him, then he’ll do it. “Anything for you Imouto-chan. But promise me something.”

“Mhm.”

“It has to stay a secret ok. Let it be a secret, a princess secret,” he said and you giggled.

“Ok onii-chan a princess secret.”

The things he’s done and things that he’s about to do for you.

He stood to his feet, “Come Imouto-chan, the prince is taking the princess to McDonald’s.”

“Is prince Guru coming, prince onii-chan?” You asked.

“Who knows imouto-chan. It’s a secret.”

The things he’ll do for you to see you smile, even if it meant that he had to cross a line that should never be crossed.

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*☠ — (haley lu richarsdon, feminino cis, ela/dela) PREPARE TO GET STARSTRUCK! Acabamos de ver LOLA MCFLY passando pelo tapete vermelho! Com seus 30 anos, ela é uma BATERISTA NA BANDA PARAPLUS conhecida pelos seus fãs por ser muito SOCIÁVEL E LEAL, embora há quem diga que nos bastidores ela possa ser bastante PASSIVA E INCONSTANTE. Você ouviu o que os tablóides andam dizendo sobre ela? Não? Ah, eu te conto! Estão dizendo que TEM INVEJA DA VOCALISTA PRINCIPAL DA PARAPLUS! Será que isso é verdade? Hm… esperamos que não comprometa os seus futuros projetos porque realmente gostamos de vê-la no topo!

𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 — 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕

*☠ — 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐

name: lola anne mcfly

age: 30 years old

ocuppation: baterista na banda paraplus

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bissexual

zodiac: gemini

traits: sociável, leal, adaptável, engraçada, passiva, inconstante, nervosa, indecisa, emocionalmente reclusa, nostálgica, rancorosa;

fc: haley lu richardson

*☠ — 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕

Lola nunca teve muitas certezas na vida mas de uma coisa ela sempre soube: amava música. Iniciou na banda Paraplus com seu irmão e melhores amigos quando todos ainda eram só adolescentes, jovens apaixonados por música e nada mais. O que começou de forma despretensiosa logo estourou como um enorme sucesso na cena de rock, e nada poderia a ter preparado para a tamanha popularidade que a banda recebeu. No princípio, tudo era muito divertido pois estava vivendo o sonho: fazer música com as pessoas que mais amava no mundo.

Porém, conforme o sucesso ia crescendo, o que era simples tornou-se complicado. A gravadora queria cada vez menos a presença de Lola e de seu irmão na composição das músicas, e era claro para todos que a vocalista principal recebia grande parte da atenção do público e do favoritismo dos empresários. Todos eles tinham trabalhado muito duro para chegar até ali, mas parecia que somente uma pessoa era a favorecida.

A imaturidade da época fez Lola sentir inveja, e todas as desvaneças com a gravadora acabaram respingando na amizade dos membros da banda. Depois de lançarem Brand New Heart em meio a diversas brigas, os irmãos decidiram que era o suficiente: iriam sair da banda. Lola nunca teve certeza sobre essa decisão, parte de si sempre quis ficar. Entretanto, em meio a tantas brigas e em lealdade ao irmão, resolveu que não faria mais parte do Paraplus.

Os anos que seguiu separada da banda foram complicados e, ao mesmo tempo, essenciais. Lola precisava daquele tempo para crescer, entender quem ela era e amadurecer. Nesse período, descobriu-se mais apaixonada ainda por composição e foi onde em 2011, fundou o seu próprio projeto musical, o TotalNoise. Mais distante dos holofotes, Lola permitiu-se ser ela mesma. Quando estava com o Paraplus, achava que o que queria era a fama, a atenção e oreconhecimento.

Porém, conforme amadurecia, ela percebeu como era bom sair na rua sem ser reconhecida, ou como finalmente podia lançar músicas que tinha prazer em produzir pois os poucos fãs que tinha eram muito receptíveis. Finalmente estava feliz, mesmo sentindo que havia um vazio dentro de si deixado pelos antigos amigos com os quais não falava mais. Por anos, Lola observou o Paraplus crescer e, dentro de si, a vontade de fazer música com os amigos continuava a formigar. Nunca teve coragem de procurar os outros membros, pois tudo o que falavam desde sua saída era que Lola e seu irmão eram dois amargurados e invejosos.

Quando se reencontraram no bar anos depois e colocaram tudo em panos limpos, a baterista voltou para a banda de onde nunca devia ter saído. Sentia-se imensamente feliz e inspirada por estar fazendo música com seus amigos novamente, mas ainda era difícil ouvir os comentários alheios. Os tabloides adoravam inventar fofocas sobre como ela morria de inveja da vocalista principal, ou que a banda só tinha deteriorado depois de sua volta. Parte da fanbase não ia com sua cara, e lidar com todos os ataques online era exaustivo. Lola sonha em continuar no Paraplus por um bom tempo, mas até onde ela vai suportar as intrigas sem se perder no meio do caminho?

*☠ — 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚

strenghts: sociável, leal, adaptável, engraçada, talentosa, habilidosa, aprende rápido, pateta;

weaknesses: passiva, inconstante, nervosa, indecisa, emocionalmente reclusa, tagarela, nostálgica, rancorosa;

likes: produção musical, instrumentos de percussão, fotografia analógica, produção audiovisual, estar rodeada de amigos;

dislikes: ficar sozinha, confinamento, conflitos, rotina;

*☠ — 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂

Depois que saíram da banda, a relação entre Lola e seu irmão se deteriorou. Ela sempre quis voltar e manter contato com os membros, e o irmão era contra qualquer uma dessas coisas. Depois de sua volta para o Paraplus, os dois mal interagem um com o outro;

Mesmo de volta ao Paraplus, Lola continua trabalhando em paralelo com o seu projeto musical, o TotalNoise;

Dificilmente existe algum instrumento de percussão que Lola não saiba tocar;

É apaixonada por fotografia analógica e produção audiovisual. Coleciona câmeras e já dirigiu alguns videoclipes para o Paraplus;

Não lida muito bem com críticas, apesar de nunca as rebater. A verdade é que Lola se sente mais insegura conforme recebe mais atenção da mídia. Com a enxurrada de críticas, aprendeu que o melhor era se manter o máximo possível fora do centro das atenções;

[besamesinmiado]

(     daniela  nieve  /  cisfem  /  ela , dela     )    PREPARE  TO  GET  STARSTRUCK  !  acabamos  de  ver   MAGALI  ' MIA '  SOLIS   passando  pelo  tapete  vermelho  !  com  seus   27  anos ,  ela  é  uma   CANTORA  DA  FITFH  MIX  E  ATRIZ  DE  EPIPHANY   conhecida  pelos  seus  fãs  por  ser  muito   CARISMÁTICA E TALENTOSA   ,  embora  há  quem  diga  que  nos  bastidores  ela  possa  ser  bastante   FINGIDA E POSSESSIVA  .  você  ouviu  o  que  os  tabloides  andam  dizendo  sobre  ela  ?  não  ?  ah  ,  eu  te  conto  :  estão  dizendo  que   ' NAMORA ' ALGUÉM DO PRÓPRIO GRUPO E QUE TAMBÉM ESTÁ GRÁVIDA E NÃO SABE QUEM É O PAI DA CRIANÇA   .  será  que  isso  é  verdade  ?  hm…  esperamos  que  não  comprometa  os  seus  futuros  projetos  porque  realmente  gostamos  de  vê - la  no  topo  !

                                            𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕

[heartdivine]

𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔   𝒂𝒏   𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 ,     𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓   𝒂   𝒈𝒐𝒅   .          the   weight   of   the   world   may   have   been   placed   upon   your   shoulders ,     but  the  stardust   in   your   lungs     &     the   magic   in   your   veins   did   nothing   but   push   you   further       ------------       an   unexpected   atlas .         the   weight   of   divinity   was   not   about   to   stop   you   from   protecting   the   world     &     all   that   you   loved   along   with   it .          𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒅 .       𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 . 

highly selective ,   private ,   independent writing account for tsukino usagi from naoko takeuchi’s bishōjo senshi sailor moon ,   as deeply adored by peach .       𝟐𝟏+ .       𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟓 .

[athenasimple]

❢𝑲𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒕 │ 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏

ᥫ᭡𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆/ 𝒖𝒔𝒆

#𝑫𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚

!𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕

[badrshadow]

ABOUT.

𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒏.

EXTRAS.

 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕. 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕.

[nynivesea]

em nome da Excalibur, NYNIVE ASLI SOUL em seus 25 ANOS, jura reverter o legado de ÚRSULA durante a sua estadia na Academia dos Legados. Com a sabedoria concedida a ela, deve se manter caminho da luz enquanto conclui o MÓDULO III. Com a bondade tocada em seu coração, recebe SENSIBILIDADE e não se permite ser corrompido por ORGULHO. Por último, é deixado um corte na mão de PINAR DENIZ como prova de seu comprometimento com a luz.

                                     𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕  .  𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕  .   𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔

HABILIDADE MÁGICA: Ursula tinha dois fiéis comparsas a quem ela tinha dado a habilidade de serem seus espiões. Pedro e Juca compartilhavam a visão com a bruxa do mar antes de serem reduzidos a pó pelo poderoso Tritão. Quando sua segunda filha biológica nasceu, a ela foi lhe dado dois camundongos. Quando fez dezoito anos e seus poderes afloraram, percebeu que estava ligada a Niko e Hugo, com a habilidade de entrar na mente de dos ratinhos, compartilhar sua percepção do mundo através dos sentidos, o que ela não sabia, no entanto, é que Úrsula também pode usá-los, como seus espiões, para ver tudo o que acontece longe do exílio.

OCUPAÇÃO: É uma fiel e respeitosa bibliotecária na Biblioteca Arturiana dos Dubois. Muitos anos antes, aquele tinha sido o lugar escolhido por Ursula para armar seu ataque, e hoje, sua filha é funcionária do mês por três meses seguidos. É prestativa, inteligente e silenciosa, qualidades essas que a fazer ser muito querida pelos antigos funcionários, até para aqueles que torcem o nariz para a filha da bruxa no mar estar ali.

DORMITÓRIO: Sim

PERSONALIDADE: Calma, reservada, educada e polida como um dos livros que ela ajeita todos os dias na estante. Nine podia muito bem ser confundida com uma estatua, de tão invisivel, desimportante, realmente. Além de sua estranha relação com ratos, o que por si só não faz dela uma figura muito querida entre os mais abastados na sociedade arturiana, ela não é ameaçadora, nem de longe tão animada quanto as irmãs mais velhas, nem tão interessante e gentil quanto os mais novos. No entanto, caso alguém pudesse ouvir o que ela pensa, se surpreenderia com as ideias mais hostis, rebeldes, incendiosas que alguém poderia ter. A questão para entendê-la talvez seja uma aposta, e se tratando de uma Soul, apostas são sempre divertidas e empolgantes de ver: Até quando a pose de boa moça irá mascarar a verdadeira espiã ardilosa? Será que tempo o suficiente para que os planos da Bruxa do Mar se realizem?

SOBRE

A história normalmente diz mais sobre quem a conta do que sobre os fatos narrados nela. Para os Arthurianos, e Ariel com certeza, Ursula era uma manipuladora, uma bruxa, uma negociadora inescrupulosa capaz de tudo para conseguir o que queria. uma shapeshifter. os boatos e os rumores eram infindáveis. Para Nynive, a mãe era uma mulher triste, no fundo, era isso que ela via. tristeza. Os olhos azuis grandes viviam cansados, arrumando cadeiras quebradas, balcões cedendo, espartilhos que viviam soltando lantejoulas. Enquanto pregava um paetê e outro, ela ouvia a mãe contar das cores de sereias, vivas, escamosas, brilhantes como nenhuma outra pedra preciosa. Ela no centro da corte de Tritão, uma igual, cheia de poder, glória, em um reino que não era nada parecido com o Castigo, nem Arthurian era páreo para a beleza dos sete mares. Ali era o lar. Dizia a mãe com confiança, era ali que ela e seus irmãos tinham de crescer. Não naquele buraco.

Os olhinhos curiosos da Soul absorviam cada palavra, ainda que naquela idade, ela estivesse mais preocupada em brincar de faz-de-conta de sereia, em nadar com golfinhos, lutar com tubarões e explorar navios naufragados. era uma criança, cercada de lixo, muito tempo em suas mãos e o pior de tudo. uma promessa: que sua verdadeira vida estava embaixo d’água.

Crianças não tem porque duvidar de suas mães e sua mãe, em especial, convencia qualquer um de qualquer coisa. bastava ver, através das janelas pequenas do camarim, o que ela conseguia fazer com um pouco de luz, plumas e música. O castigo parecia um lugar mágico, pelo menos o clube onde ela tinha crescido. Não era de se admirar que houvesse aprendido algo que uma criança não deveria. Um clube como aquele não era para ser habitado por crianças, mas Ursula jamais tratou qualquer um dos seus filhos como infantilóides. Não, não. Ela conseguia filar um cigarro com a graça de uma estrela do cinema dos anos cinquenta, com unhas decoradas, posicionar entre os lábios pintados de carmim, e dizer “Sabe de uma coisa, criança….” a voz rouca de cigarro, pausava apenas para que a fumaça escapasse,. “Nenhum homem jamais vai respeitar o poder de uma mulher. Nunca. Então nunca se sintam mal de tomar o seu próprio poder.”

Nynive não sabia o que aquilo queria dizer. Por muitos anos ela não soube. Mas assentiu, obedientemente enquanto via aquela tristeza se tornar raiva. e então ódio. e aí observar que tudo o que a mãe era, era apenas uma sombra, ela existia apenas por um sentimento: vingança.

Foi quando a filha, ainda muito nova, começou a se afastar da mãe. Começou a experimentar coisas por si só. Porém, como uma onda gravitacional, ela sempre terminava muito perto da água que cobria a ilha. Como se uma voz lhe chamasse. O reino que lhe havia sido prometido estava tão perto. Às vezes, ela quase sentia o impulso de se jogar na água, mas nunca o fazia. E isso lhe deixava com raiva, lhe deixava com medo, e assustada. Não era fácil reconhecer aqueles sentimentos nela mesma, quando ela achava tão feio vê-los em sua mãe. Se afastou então, de tudo que lhe fazia lembrar do mar, das palavras de sua mãe e, conforme esperava completar dezoito anos, onde poderia finalmente descobrir quem era longe da influência negativa de sua mãe, Nine acreditava fielmente que poderia ser alguma coisa diferente.

Foi quando durante seu primeiro semestre no instituto, acabou por se envolver em um acidente, algo idiota realmente com alguns herdeiros, querendo testar suas teorias e, ela acabou caindo na água. O lugar em que ela estava terminantemente proibida de ir. Por não saber nadar e seu corpo, amaldiçoado não poder se mudar para a verdadeira forma, apenas afundou como uma latinha sem vida. Quando tiraram seu corpo d´água, pálido, gelado Nynive se sentia confusa. Sabia que não era a água a culpada pelo seu acidente, sequer dos idiotas que lhe empurraram. Sua vida, assim como de seus irmãos e de sua mãe havia sido roubada. Eram como deficientes, sem uma muleta. Acreditando que a salvação estaria do outro lado da ilha, mas a verdade…. a verdade é que eles precisavam salvar a si mesmos. Serem donos da própria vida não tinha nada a ver Arturian, e tudo a ver ao mesmo tempo.

Nenhuma mudança foi possivel observar dali para frente. Ela continuou quieta. aprendendo, se tornando útil, dizendo as coisas certas nos momentos certos, mas enquanto Niko, seu camundongo passeava pelos canos, vendo e ouvindo coisas, ela alimentava a mãe de conhecimento, de informações que poderia finalmente devolver a ela e a todos os amaldiçoados no castigo a sua verdadeira vida.

[myfathersdaughter1]

❄️🌌𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

𝒗𝒊𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕

[anitalenia]

♡⃝ ㅤ،ㅤ ﹝ㅤ𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐀ꪜ𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄ㅤ﹞ㅤ─ׂ─ׅ─ׂ 𝙸 𝙽 𝚃 𝚁 𝙾ㅤ⟡

˚ ༘♡ ⋆ 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚｡˚ ꕥ

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ .𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅｡˚ °

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 ! ꒦ ๑˚₊ 𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗮 • 24 • 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 ♡ഒ ✧‧₊. 𝘀𝗵𝗲/𝗵𝗲𝗿/𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 • 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶, 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 ♡ഒ ✧‧₊ 𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗶𝗼. • 𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 • 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗟𝗚𝗕𝗧𝗤+ ♡ഒ ✧‧. 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗽-𝘁.𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕

ੈ♡˳ 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 . . . bryson tiller — don’t ( 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 + 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗 ) + chris brown — under the influence ( 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 ) ˳·˖✶

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ ✧ ˚ · . 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨. . . 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆. 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝘂𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗲𝘀. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝘀/𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀/𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗔𝗹𝘀𝗼, 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗼𝘀, 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀. 😭 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼u! . ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖

⟡ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐃. ⟡

⋆·˚ ༘ * ✎. 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 ! ! !

❛ 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗶’𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀, 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻’𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘁. ❜

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ! ꒦ ๑˚₊

- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦. ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ - ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ - ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

╭・・・➣ taglist masterlist guidelines themes

╭・・・➣ drabbles tag index prompts library

╭・・・➣ special events aesthetics

⋆·˚ ༘ * ✎. 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛, 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑗𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒. 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡. 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑟𝑢𝑏𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑥𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒. ⋆˚ ༘༉‧₊˚

✦. ❛ 𝐅𝐀𝐕. 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒 ! ❜ ・◡◡◡ ୨୧ ◡◡◡◡ ・ 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑥 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 / 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 / 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑥 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 / 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑥 / 𝑚𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 / 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 / 𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 / 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑦𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 / 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 / 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑡!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

. . ╭・・・꒷꒦꒰ • 𓆩♡𓆪. ❛ WARNING ❜ …… 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴, 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 18. 𝘥𝘯𝘪 𝘪𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 18. 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘮, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥/𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩/𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘣𝘤𝘰𝘯. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥/𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦/𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.. : ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WORKS IN PROGRESS ! 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑦𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑦𝑒 / 𝑖 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 / 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑛 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛 / 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 / 𝑗𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎 / 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒

✦. ❛ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 ! ❜ ・◡◡◡ ୨୧ ◡◡◡◡ ・ 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝐼’𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑛… *ੈ✩‧₊

ִֶָ𓂅`✦ ˑ ִֶָ𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𓂃⊹ ⟡ 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ⟡ you were a sensitive soul, and floriano knew exactly how to treat you. ̨ ✩°̥࿐ word count: started: published: edited: ୨୧ 𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖

ִֶָ𓂅`✦ ˑ 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐄 𓂃⊹ ⟡ 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ⟡ favian always considered himself a patient man, but you knew how to press his buttons enough to get exactly what you wanted. ̨ ✩°̥࿐ word count: started: published: edited: ୨୧ 𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་

ִֶָ𓂅`✦ ˑ 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𓂃⊹ ⟡ 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ⟡ you were in debt, and what better way to get money than from a shady loan shark who just so happened to be the hottest man you’d ever seen in your life? . ̨ ✩°̥࿐ word count: started: published: edited: ୨୧ 𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་

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(    ✱   ㅡ  Hi again everyone. It’s Sera here with another muse! His name is PARK SEOJIN and he is a SOLOIST under Wishbone Records. His stage name is SEN but he prefers to be called his real name most of the time. He has had quite the colorful life already and plans to continue that track. Please proceed to read more information about him in the given links & under the read more!    ) 

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OVERVIEW !

Used to play in underground music clubs a lot

He only debuted last year. His releases are Stay Here, Start (Itaewon Class OST), Running (Start Up OST).

He is best known for his OSTs, so far and intends to release more.

Releases a lot of song covers on his channel. Which he still does to this day. He especially loves repurposing songs he thinks have more potential into his own style rocky covers but he also does regular old calm vocal acoustic covers.

BACKGROUND !

He was born on December 1st, 1998 in Ulsan. He is 100% a Sagittarius. Take that as you will!

His birth parents were teens at the time so he was put up for adoption pretty quickly. He spent a lot of his childhood in an orphanage that was pretty old-school and one of the last of its kind. Catholic and strict.

Though he didn't get adopted until 2006, the couple who chose them are very loving! As far as he's concerned, they've always been his parents.

His happens to now have 3 younger siblings ( 2 of which are also adopted ) and he will fight to the death for each of them.

He had some temperament issues ( which isn't surprising ) but instead of acting out in a negative way, he was encouraged to put the pent up emotions into exercise and music.

Got his first guitar at 11 and taught himself how to play.

Didn't get to Seoul until around 2013! He's a city boy though so it didn't bother him much to move.

His rebellious streak began here though, oops. However, instead of doing stuff like partying or being an asshole, he and his new group of friends enjoyed doing Jackass-esque stunts in their free time and skipping class once in a while. Class clown behavior. ( He might have broken multiple things during this time but no one needs to know that! )

He and his friends formed a rock band in junior high. Long story short, they went through an emo punk phase for about 3 years and even tried nu metal. They were noisy as fuck and unrefined at first, so it's no wonder they got kicked out of a music club once.

In 2016, a talent agent at a company approached him after he participated in a singing contest but the company wanted him to dance so after two years of freeloading vocal lessons, he peaced tf out.

After graduating high school, he didn't really have any intentions on furthering his education so after serving, he went straight into working. Just stuff like working at a noraebang place and convenience store. It was boring.

His band was still together so they would go to music clubs to perform now that they finally found their sound.

Eventually, he was approached by another talent agent interested in signing him to Wishbone Records. Of course he accepted but he made the condition that they would allow his band to play for him whenever he needed them. ( He couldn't leave his boys behind. )

PERSONALITY !

Like I said before: he is a Sagittarius

A bit of an adrenaline junkie. He can't stand staying stagnant for too long. Though he's getting better at knowing when to chill out as he's gotten older. (inb4 he says blonds have more fun then changes his hair again)

He hasn't grown out of the punk rock style. Leather jackets? Check. Thankfully WBR stylists have helped him refine his wardrobe so he doesn't look like a thrift store threw up on him.

Rock music is his bread and butter but he doesn't mind the softer stuff sometimes. He's coke to acknowledge that more public friendly songs of his will have to tone it down.

Anyway he's a pretty decent guy for the most part. He's a romantic and writes a lot of lyrics and songs based on his feelings.

He's extremely straightforward and a tough love kind of guy. Surprisingly strict when it comes to things like worth ethic and achieving the goal he's got planted in his head. He also can be super competitive, especially in sports or fighting games.

A huge wrestling fan. As in the dramatic people running around a ring wearing spandex kind. He finds it hilarious and hype so he tunes into American and Japanese wrestling programs a lot.

Can be loud af or totally ignoring everyone and everything around him.

He is always singing. ALWAYS. It's probably annoying for anyone in Wishbone but at least you'll always know when he's in the building.

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