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tommyarashikage · 2 months
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tell me this is real, it's been hard to feel alive for a while it seems
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@socially-awkward-skeleton @risingsh0t @roofgeese @strangefable @voidika
@josephslittledeputy @finding-comfort-in-rain @aceghosts @fourlittleseedlings @imogenkol
@bbrocklesnar @onehornedbeast @confidentandgood @stardustbee @kyber-infinitygems
@rhettsabbott @gearvmac @carlosoliveiraa @leviiackrman @sergeiravenov
@shellibisshe @alexxmason @thedeadthree @ri-a-rose @gwynbleidd
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81folklore · 5 months
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as good as new - AA23
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pairings: alex albon x ex!girlfriend!reader (fc: quarterjade)
summary: alex soft launches his ex girlfriend after they find eachother again
type: social media au (smau)
authors note: ok so welcome to the start of the voulez-vous fic list! i hope this makes sense but incase it doesnt, alex and yn used to be dating before they split due to just growing apart, but they were meant to be😁
authors note 2: kinda rushed at the end so sorry about that! got a couple of requests to work on so ill try and get them done along with this fic list! and you cant still join the taglist!!
voulez-vous main masterlist
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happy new years!!🥂
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user7 happy new year gorgeous!!
yourfriend2 SHINING SHIMMERING SPLENDIDDDD
brookeab SHE IS SO FINE AND SO CUTE AND PRETTY AND LOVELY
user82 JAW IS ON THE FLOOR??
user90 im so in love with you
user26 GET IN LINE
user38 so so so so stunning
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last dump of the year🇦🇪
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williamsracing see you next year king🫡
user84 yn liking :’)
user9 THE FIFTH PIC?!
user47 is that..shirtless alex
user83 WHOS HOLDING THE BOX??
user97 technically its already 2024 but we’ll let it slide
user55 imagine its yn in the 5th pic..
user1 can we not? 1. its none of our business and 2. alex can move on and imagine being that girl and seeing people think its her bfs ex like..
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me and my boy ⭐️
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tinakitten CUTE AS HECK!!
yourfriend4 i miss him☹️
yourusername even though he hates you??
yourfriend4 he doesnt hate me, just not fond!!
user77 whos that in the second slide👀
user52 no tag either🤨
user13 moms weekend with the kids i see
user9 does alex get weekends? i thought the cats were yns?
user2 tbh we have no idea, i assumed he did but maybe not🤷‍♀️
user26 so so cute!! we need more pics of you and genji!!
alex_albon added to their story
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user66 GENJI AND MABEL!!
user73 we missed them :’)
user8 oh how i love cat dad alex
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alex_albon • mallorca
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me gusta la playa
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user4 THE CENSORSHIP??
user89 three shirtless pics?? someone call george
georgerussell63 someones coming for my brand🤣
user9 the softlaunch..oh im losing my mind
user33 yn liking alexs softlaunch post..shes checking up on the ex😭
user12 ran into george and lando in the last pic
user1 alex is so hot😮‍💨
user912 alex is FEEDING us at the moment
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sorry cant talk rn im too busy being hot
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carmenmundt absolute beauty💞🫶
user94 I CAN TREAT YOU SO WELL
user63 so so gorgeous
user9 alex and yn both being in mallorca and alex softlaunching..
user111 you are a dream
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darling, we were always meant to stay together💫
i was searching for photos to post and decided on 6 that really showed my life these past months
1. a photo on the first day i went out after we split, i felt lost and alone and decided to start documenting my journey alone
2. this is a photo i took when i went home and felt peace for the first time since our break
3. a selfie we took in the taxi after our ‘first date’. we met up for the first time since, and spoke about our feelings and decided to start taking things slow
4. a day out with you and my sister, i felt so happy knowing i had the two most important people with me again
5. our first holiday, this will always mean alot to me. we both said i love you for the first time, we spent all day, every day together just loving and holding each other
6. we were leaving and instead of being sad we knew that this part of our life wasnt over but instead we were moving on to bigger and better things
i love you so much and im so thankful that i have someone has caring and loving as you
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alex_albon just like it used to be and even better🌟
alex_albon i love you so so much
alex_albon i promise to love you forever and ever
yourusername my loveliest boy
user71 THEYRE BACK
yourusername AND BETTER THAN EVER BABY
user111 MY FAVORITES
user9 i didnt read the caption and experienced genuine shock when i saw alex
user8 so proper just say you were shocked😭
user88 i need everything to apologize to mads RIGHT NOW
user61 all the hate on her WHEN SHE WAS RIGHT
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icxnvc · 1 year
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If you’re hearing MERRY-GO-ROUND OF LIFE by JOE HISAISHI playing, you have to know MI-JUN "MICAH" LEE (HE/HIM; CISMALE) is near by! the 24 year old EMPLOYEE AT FINDERS KEEPERS / WANNABE ARTIST has been in denver for, like, THIRTEEN YEARS. they’re known to be quite SPINELESS, but being GENTLE seems to balance that out. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those SOFT SWEATERS, SHAKING HANDS AFTER CONFRONTATION, AND AWKWARDLY LONG BLANK STARES  vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the LAKERIDGE DISTRICT long enough!
Basics:
Name: Min-Jun Lee
Nickname: Micah
Age: 24
Birthday: January 14th
Occupation: Employee at Finders Keepers / Wannabe Artist
Sexuality: Bisexual
Residence: Lakeridge
FC: Lee Seung Gyu
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Appearance:
Height: 6'
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Tattoos/Piercings: None
Scars: A few, but they're hidden
Aesthetic:
If Micah could be a walking cherry blossom, he would be
Light colors, baggy clothes, sweaters that cover his hands, the color lavender
Bio: tw: abandonment, anxiety, mental health
Micah doesn't remember much of the town he grew up in, though he knows it isn't Colorado
In fact, he doesn't remember most of his childhood except for brief flashes of things in his nightmares and the few photos he has that were in his backpack
He's never gone looking for his family or his memories because if they didn't want him, he doesn't want them
When Micah was 11, his parents took a bus into Denver, and when they got on the next bus, they didn't take him with them
He spent hours in the bus terminal until somebody called the cops to pick him up.
The only reason he knows his name is from the tag that was attached to his backpack. The backpack contained a few pictures, a few changes of clothes, and a stuffed animal
The next three years were full of foster homes that didn't have enough patience for the boy who didn't want to speak, or otherwise replied in a language they didn't understand. He doodled a lot, and for a while, drawing became his main form of communication.
It wasn't until he was nearly fourteen that somebody thought to try getting a translator for him, and it helped. He'd been learning English since he was picked up, but it still wasn't comfortable for him.
By the time he ended up with his current family, he was mostly conversational in English, but still borderline mute. He let other kids pick on him, let adults boss him around, and then some, all while staring off into the distance as if it wasn't happening.
Micah blossomed with his final placement. He grew confident enough to speak, though he was still the quietest of his siblings, and his personality became so much more than "the weird kid in the corner." They adopted him when he was seventeen.
Micah still draws, he even went to college, just a local state school, and sees his family.
College was where he figured out his sexuality, having spent many nights tipsy and making out with any pretty boy or girl that looked at him twice.
Now, he works at Finders Keepers and dreams of what he could do next
Connections:
Friends: You can't go wrong with some pals
Enemies: Micah probably wouldn't have started shit, but he is an easy target
Romance: He's bi, he's shy, and he will not make the first move. If he gets flirted with, he turns red from the tips of his ears all the way to his toes. Though, he's a flirty, giggly drunk. Do with that what you will.
Friends of his family: Micah has 3 siblings, somebody probably knows them, and they might recognize him because of them
Shop Patrons: He works a lot of hours at Finders Keepers, running into him there is highly likely
Comfort Zone: Somebody needs to push him out of his comfort zone, it could be you
The Flirt: Could be a joke or for real, Micah won't know he's being flirted with, let alone know if it's for realizes. Once he does, he's a cherry tomato at all times.
Gym Buddy: You'd never know it looking at him, but Micah is built. He usually goes to the gym alone, but maybe they made friends at the gym, or they think they can help him out.
Date Night: Micah doesn't really go on dates, he's terrified to ask people out, but he would go if somebody asked. He might go because he'd feel bad saying no, but maybe not.
Fuck Buddy: He's not a virgin, but he might as well be. Somebody could fix that.
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dantedeservedbetter · 3 years
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New and Improved list of Aphmau series that were eventually forgotten about
Rewritten, because all of my old posts have popped out of existence
Mod Mod World - Jess tries different Minecraft Mods out and there’s a little bit of plot sprinkled throughout, very nostalgic
VOID Paradox - Again, MMW but rewritten so Laurance stans could finally be fed, however the ending will leave everyone feeling 2x sorrier for him. Pls give this series a S2
Mermaid Tales - A very cute miniseries that you could totally binge watch within a day. Zane is a crab, Teony and Amber are gfs your honor. The only downfall is that there is no S2 because Lucinda was going to be the big-bad, but it left off on a cute ending so there’s nothing else necessary to the plot!
Heart Point - I completely forgot this was a miniseries she did, from what I remember it was a dating simulator game to try and earn points from the peers around her. Honestly it sounds cute!
Meteora Valley - Omg I also forgot this was a series of hers, I was absolutely in love with it and I liked how we as the viewers got to choose what happened next. I still don’t like how because Jason originally voiced one of the characters he got all the good things and Kestin’s character ended up being treated so badly :( (maybe I’ll discuss it one day because wow was the fandom at its worst during that time)
Ultra Nova - This looks like a Roblox series but it’s just a weirdly shaped MC series that I know nothing about lmao, pretty sure it’s about the story of a girl who has big dreams and how she worked hard for them but this series never caught my interest
The Pilot Episodes/The Big Move - Before the canon S1, 14 episodes were released to show the audience a ‘What-If’ for the MCD characters where they’re all in the modern world. It’s nice to see how MyStreet started off originally, with Jess still reading the character scripts herself and using Speech-Bubbles when the characters speak to each other in scenes!
Winter Special/The Technical S4 - Between S3 and S4 there were about 25 episodes of Side Stories that advanced the plot but did not count as a Season despite how many episodes were released
Aphmau’s Year - The year that Aaron spent recovering from S4 while everyone else waits on MyStreet, it’s super sad however none of the characters that were at the lodge ever recovered properly from that incident
Her Wish - The 3-Part series that confirmed that MCD and MyStreet are connected within the same universe, I won’t get too into it but Alina from MCD is the main protagonist in this series, this takes place after S6, showing that everything will turn out okay in the end
Side Stories 3.0 - After S6 was released, there have been 6 episodes so far that show MyStreet in the future, going back to that Slice-Of-Life cliche again
A Royal Tale - Princes and Princesses need to get married or they won’t be in charge of their kingdoms after their parents pass, chaos ensues. I can’t remember anything from this series except for the fact that Aphmau and Aaron don’t actually get together in the end!!
Graduation Days - A quick miniseries about the remaining MyStreet cast graduating from college and the rest of the cast in college. This is just a transition between Phoenix Drop and FC University
Diaries Rebirth - The rewritten S1 of Minecraft Diaries that should have gotten continued :( It had so much potential
Diaries Season 3 - The continuation of MCD, I can’t remember much about this series in general but it always leaves a warm place in my heart
Dreams of Estorra - I never got into it and I probably never will because that series only has 16 episodes and hasn’t been updated in 3 years, RIP the DoE fandom, you deserve better
My Inner Demons - For the longest time I thought this series and Heart Point were the same ones lmao, I never watched this before this was during the time where my interest in Aphmau started to dip very much but it looks so interesting!!
(I just KNOW that I’m missing something else but I genuinely can’t remember any other big RP’s that Aphmau did that were eventually forgotten overtime)
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footballxwrites · 3 years
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Meeting mason mount maybe in a restaurant or something in london and he asks you on a date please x
People meet in the strangest of places
Sorry it took so long to write, hope you like it <3
You went out for a casual evening meal with all the girls and their boyfriend’s at Wagamama’s (the classic British restaurant I know) to celebrate graduating Uni and after a long three years full of hard work and side jobs, you could finally say you have a degree. To be honest, none of you were really in the mood to go out clubbing or whatever, for a change, and many debates later the 6 of you agreed to keep it simple and settled going for food. Everyone, surprisingly, made an effort, going all out in the off the shoulder tops and mini skirts while you stood in Jeans and a simple blouse feeling just a tad underdressed and clearly not getting the same hint as the rest. At the end of the day, being truthful, you couldn’t be bothered to shove on a full face of makeup and get all dolled up, especially seeing as it was literally to get food, it wasn’t like you were randomly going to meet your future lover in the middle of a restaurant or anything, although your friends were adamant, saying that “people meet in the strangest of places these days” which made you laugh, knowing they were talking a load of bollocks...well so you thought.
About half an hour later and the lot of you, who by the way decided to walk through the freezing streets of London 9 at night, eventually got there and into the warmth, ready to eat too much and take full advantage of happy hour on the drinks. Call me boring or whatever, but you went to your go-to dish of teriyaki beef which you were craving so badly for days on end, topped off with a bottle of Malbec red. Anyways, after stuffing yourselves full of food, we’re talking like mains, sides, desserts...basically everything, you escaped to the bar seeing as the alcohol had kicked in and your friends had began to get all lovey dovey with their fellas. You being the single Pringle you were, didn’t really fancy sticking around to watch a bunch of couples, kissing and flirting and all, seeing as you didn’t have anyone to do that with, which in all honesty, did get to you sometimes but hey ho what can you do.
“You here alone?” came a faint voice from behind you making you snap back into reality from your little day dream as the familiar looking lad took a seat next to you. “Erm yeah, well no, but yeah” you tried to explain through a path of stumbled words, feeling your face heat up, your cheeks turning the brightest shade of red as you saw a small smirk appear on his face out the corner of your eye. “Basically, my and my mates came out to celebrate graduating and seeing as they’re all madly in love and have boyfriend’s, that’s what’s happening now” you said nodding your head in the direction of their table, letting out a deep sigh, wishing you could be like them and have someone in your life. “Yep same things happening to me” he replied, pointing over to a group of lads, which yet again, looked recognisable, as the two of you burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh so you’re single you say?” he asked rather politely, taking a large sip of his beer, “single as can be, no man in my life” you smiled, jokingly pouting as the mysterious guy infront of you gave you the goofiest smile. “Anyways, I don’t even know your name..” you began, trailing off and looking down at your drink, somewhat embarrassed of the simple question you asked😂, “It’s Mason, Mason Mount” the young guy said as your head shot up, realising who you were talking too. “Ah you play for Chelsea fc don’t you?” you questioned, hoping you were right as you weren’t the most clued up on football, “yeah, why you a fan” he grinned with raised eyebrows, “Haha afraid not mr Mount, I’m from up north so there will be no chance of me supporting a London club sorry” you giggled as he let out a dramatic gasp, pretending to be shocked. “I’m guessing from the accent, Manchester maybe?” he continued, in his very southern voice, as you nodded, impressed, “born and raised”.
Before you knew it, the time was nearing midnight and both yours and Mason’s friends had already left whilst the two of you stayed, chatting about the most random things and realising how much you had in common. The best thing was he understood you so well, and you had known each other what, 2 or so hours, and I mean the wine definitely gave you a confidence boost but overall you both just seemed to click, so much he suggested doing this again, except this time as a date, which made you think back to what your friends told you “people meet in the strangest of places these days” ❤️
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marie-x-beaulieu · 4 years
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( summer bishil, 30, cisfemale, she / her ) Have you seen MARIE-ANNE BEAULIEU around ? I hear they’re a AVTORITYET / ESCORT AT EDEN who can sometimes be CYNICAL & IMPULSIVE. But I also heard they can be INDEPENDENT & EFFICIENT if you catch them on a good day. They’re usually hanging around JAVA ADDICT in their spare time. I sure hope they’re alright! 
TW: drug mention, prostitution, murder, vague mention of child neglect
- B A S I C -
Name: Marie-Anne Beaulieu Nickname(s): Marie - she usually just goes by this. Age: 30 Occupation:  Avtorityet / Escort at Eden Affiliation: Vasile Birthday: May 28th Zodiac: Gemini Place of Birth: Paris, France Ethnicity: Mexican / Caucasian / Indian Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Languages Spoken: French (fluent - first language), Spanish (fluent) and Russian (the basics only)
- F A M I L Y -
Father: Unknown Mother: Bernadette (deceased) Sibling(s): None  Children: Henry (1 1/2 years old)
- A P P E A R A N C E -
Height: 5′6′’ Weight: 117lbs Hair Color / Type: Light brown, long and slightly wavy Eye Color: Dark brown Piercings / Tattoos: A few small tats here and there; tongue piercing, ears & cartilage piercings Best Features: Her smile. Pinterest Board: x
- P E R S O N A L I T Y -
(+) Independent, Reliable, Efficient, Loyal, Resourceful (-) Cynical, Impulsive, Aloof, Cold-Hearted, Selfish
- L I K E S / D I S L I K E S -
Likes:
Spending time with her son, Henry
Dancing
Drinking (she’s borderline a alcoholic)
Getting high (but only occasionally)
Having sex - m/f...doesn’t matter
Getting paid
Working for the Vasile
Killing
Being frugal, but also spending her hard-earned cash - she’s a bit of a walking contradiction with this one.
Dislikes:
Women & Child Abusers
Openly showing her emotions
Feeling her feelings
People in general, even though she works with them for a living
- B I O G R A P H Y -
Was born in Paris, France, to a single teenaged mother. Bernadette was sixteen when she had Marie.
Her mother was a runaway - she left home at fourteen after a fallout with her parents, and two years later, had Marie. To support herself and her daughter, Bernadette took up sex work - she did everything she could at the time, to earn money. She danced, she stripped and she sold her body. Got really heavy into drugs, and never really stopped.
Although they had a place to live, and she went to school like a normal kid, Marie still pretty much grew up on the streets of Paris. More specifically, in the red light district, as that was where her mother worked. She was exposed to pretty much everything a child shouldn’t be exposed to: neglect, sex, drugs, alcohol, violence...you name it, she very likely saw it go down.
Her mother often snuck her into the back of the clubs that she worked in, and while her mother went off to do her thing, she had the other girls watch Marie, collectively, hiding her in the dressing rooms.
Hands down, Bernadette Beaulieu was a terrible mother. She was selfish, childish and negligent. She never once showed even a little concern for her daughter and how being exposed to such an environment might possibly effect her. She’d already deemed Marie a lost cause, same as her.
Growing up in strip clubs and such places like that, and watching not just her mother but the other ladies, Marie pretty much learned the skills and how to acquire the proper tools of the trade: how to dance, do her makeup, and how to dress in a way that both enticed and intrigued the desired clientele.
Not that she put any of it to use immediately. It wasn’t until she was seventeen and her mother went missing for several weeks before her body was found floating in the Sein River (she’d been strangled to death), that Marie found herself having to make a living on her own. Just barely out of school and she was orphaned, homeless, broke and starving - it was then that she stepped onto a stage for the first time, more naked than she’d ever been in public before. 
First it was exotic dancing and then stripping, but when even that proved to not make her enough money to pay rent and food - as Paris was a notoriously expensive place to live - she started selling her body, and her time, becoming an escort. Started at the bottom, but quickly rose to being one of the highest paid and most sought after escorts in the district. She was young, beautiful, feisty...and the men loved that, apparently.
Marie strangely loved her job, more so than you’d probably expect, but then she grew up in the industry so it was all she knew. 
She loved sex, she truly did. She loved how powerful she felt during the act, even when she wasn’t the one completely in control. And fuck, did she love being the one in control.
She had the heart of a dominatrix, but when she smiled at you, you’d never know it, for she looked like a real softy. That said, she rarely smiled, so that wasn’t really a problem.
She killed for the first time a few months after she started working. It was in self defense, of course; a male client who decided that ‘rough play’ meant something entirely different. It wasn’t as difficult as she she thought it was, taking a life, nor covering up the murder - and she quickly became an expert at both.
She didn’t know it at the time, but her first kill hadn’t gone as unnoticed as she thought, but thankfully it wasn’t by the police, but rather a recruit for the Russian mafia, temporarily stationed in Paris. Impressed by her cleverness and instincts when it came to covering up her tracks, Yakov approached her and offered to mentor her, and train her more extensively in fighting and how to kill, with the full intent of recruiting her into the Vasile gang. It hadn’t taken her long to say yes to the offer.
After accepting Yakov’s offer to train her, they both agreed that continuing her work as a sex worker was not only a great cover but a great training ground. A lot of her targets frequented the red light district, which made it overall rather easy (and more fun) to lure them in.
At twenty-three - after six years of vigorous training with Yakov - she made her way to Chicago, where she went through the initiation, and finally becoming a marked Vasile and one of their assassins. 
Deciding to stay in the city, she once more became an escort as more for a cover than because she needed the money or the work.
Two years passed, before Marie met Malachi Reed, an older gentleman who worked at Forty-Three as a bartender. It wasn’t love at first sight, not by any means - Marie wasn’t the type of girl to fall in love so easily, or really show those kinds of feelings. To her, love was very foreign concept. 
In fact, up until she and Malachi started seeing each other, she had never actually been in a relationship. She’d gone on dates, sure, but nothing other than sex ever came of them. After all, not many men wanted to date a woman who slept with other people for a living - either that, or they offered to take her away and ‘give her a better life’, as if real life was some fucking fairytale that could be escaped so easily.
With Malachi, things were different, which was the only reason she even consented to the idea of dating him in the end. He had been very open-minded, and hadn’t been fazed by her being an escort, accepting that she was a woman simply trying to make a living just like everyone else.
She didn’t inform him about her main job, however. The fact that she worked for one of the main gangs in the city never so much as left her lips, in the two years that they were together.
A year into their relationship, Marie fell pregnant with her son, Henry. He’d been a awful surprise, in the best and worst possible way. She had never wanted a child, so the thought of motherhood had never appealed to her in the slightest. In her line of work, she’d always been careful, taken precautions, but for some reason being with Malachi had completely short-circuited her brain. 
She’d been downright furious when she had discovered she was pregnant, and she had stayed that way for pretty much the entirety of her pregnancy. It wasn’t until Henry was actually born and she was looking at her newborn son’s face for the first time, that the resentment finally melted away, only to be replaced by fear - knowing that she was now responsible for this little person that she’d stupidly and selfishly brought into the world. 
In the end, being a mother was hard work, but it was definitely rewarding and she couldn’t have asked for a more perfect little boy. That said, she would be the first to admit that there were days when she still had doubt and selfish thoughts of fleeing from the responsibility - because being a parent was hard as fuck and she didn’t always have the patience.
Of course, the new found joy of motherhood was quickly overshadowed by the disappearance of Malachi, not five months later. She had no idea where he was, or why he disappeared. Did he leave on his own? Was he killed? Caught in the gang war that was going on within the city? There was literally no clues. 
The only thing she could think of was that he’d willingly left...despite all of his stuff still being at their apartment. It beat thinking his body was possibly laying in a ditch somewhere, and it allowed her to feel something towards the situation that wasn’t overwhelming grief over the death of a beloved one (although she was still in denial that she’d loved him). She felt anger, and resentment. Towards Malachi, specifically, because he was the only one she could blame.
After his disappearance, Marie moved into the Vasile manor with Henry, and they’ve been there ever since.
- W A N T E D   C O N N E C T I O N S -
Her missing boyfriend, Malachi Reed. Name can be changed, obviously. Anyways, this would be such a great connection that is open to so many plot possibilities. (Suggested FCs: Chris Hemsworth, Joseph Morgan, Ryan Guzman, UTP). He’d definitely be 32+
Vasile Connections - ALWAYS!
Co-Workers
Clients
Love Interest (someone to finally melt this little ice queen’s heart)
Friends
Enemies
Any other sort of connections, tbh - I’m literally open to everything!
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katriona-x-hadbrook · 5 years
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[ SUMMER BISHIL, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER ] — If you’re strolling Derry today, you might see [ AMARIE MILANI ] along the way! The [ TWENTY-NINE ] year old can usually be found at [ JUNIPER HILL ASYLUM ], when they aren’t busy with [ WRITING HER NOVEL or LOOKING AFTER HER DAUGHTER ]. I hear they seem to be [ PROTECTIVE and CHARISMATIC ], but they are also rumored to be [ HOT-HEADED and CUNNING ].
Full Name: Amarie Thalia Milani Nickname(s): Ami Age: 29 Occupation: Detective Birthday: April 3rd Zodiac: Aries
Father: Arjun Milani Mother: Angela Milani Siblings: Younger Sister - Nora (21+) Significant Other: None Children: Daughter - Naomi (6)
(+) Independent, Ambitious, Charismatic, Protective (-) Manipulative, Hot-Headed, Overconfident, Cunning
BIOGRAPHY
Was born in Boston, but has lived in Derry since she was 6.
Has a younger sister named Nora, whom she adores. The two are very close.
When she was 7, her parents got a divorce. She and her sister stayed with their mother Angela, even though custody of the two girls were joint. Their father, Arjun, stayed close by in the city but they didn’t see him nearly as much afterwards.
It wasn’t long after the divorce that Amarie started having problems. She suffered severely from social and separation anxiety, which everyone assumed developed due to the trauma of the divorce and how Arjun was hardly ever around. She hated being around a lot of people, and she definitely hated being away from her mother. Her anxiety got so bad that she had to seek counseling to help her.
It took years before she was able to really overcome the worst of her anxiety issues, but even to this day and taking medication to help her, she occasionally had anxiety attacks - brought on by the silliest of things.
Usually the attacks were triggered by incidents that revolved around either her mother, sister or her daughter in some fashion. For example; her sister, Nora, not giving her a call when she was away for a few weeks overseas on a college trip, or that time her mother fell down and hurt her back rather badly, and she had to call the ambulance to get her to the hospital and Amarie had been away at a conference in Bellingham, Washington. Then there was that time when her daughter Naomi was two and a half and broke her arm whilst at the playground. She has a tendency to really freak out when one of them gets hurt, or goes MIA for a long period of time. Her mind automatically jumps to the worst scenarios.
Because of her own struggles with anxiety, and having learned all that she could about the disorder, teenage Amarie quickly found an interest in mental illness, and by the time she was 18, she knew exactly what she wanted to do for a living. So after graduating high school, she moved to New York City to attend NYU, where she studied psychology, chemistry, biology, and medicine, and a handful of other courses, in order to earn her medical degree. She received full medical training at NYU, and after several years of studying and doing a residency, finally became an MD and a Psychiatrist.
Of course, there were some hiccups along the way that she had not anticipated - such as falling for fellow resident, Lance, and ending up unwed and pregnant, and getting her heart broken when he decided to drop out and move back to his home in Portland, Maine. Completing med school with a child at home had not been in the cards, and it had not been easy. It was only thanks to her mother and younger sister - who took to watching Naomi while she was unable to - that she got through it all.
She’s currently working at the Juniper Hill Asylum, located north of Derry, where she treats the insane and other mentally ill patients of the facility. This is her first real job since earning her MD, and she’s been at Juniper Hill for just over a year.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
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Name: Nora Milani Connection: Younger sister (23-26) Suggested FC: Naomi Scott
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Name: UTP Connection: Father of her daughter Suggested FC: Michael Trevino
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“ let me just –– can you –– uh. ”  grizz clears his throat and raises a finger. because this? oh, boy. stomaching this shit without laughing mandates a breather.  “ hold that thought for a moment while i collect myself. s’been quite the day and i want to give you my undivided attention. ”
or, alternatively :  yo yo yo, party people ! guess who finally made it ?  i’m lev / linc ( she/her/hers ) , comin’ atchu from the ever so lovely est timezone with ya boy, the tru ledge, grizz visser! click on that read more to read some headcanons i’ve got goin’ for west ham’s resident handcuff-owning, intellectual beb !
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✔ ┊❝ ( nick robinson. 18. he/him &. cismale ) rumor around town is that gareth “grizz” visser was on one of the buses that left for the field trip. they’re the eighteen year old that resides in new ham. over the summer news spread that he purposely botched his chances to win a football scholarship to a local uni because he applied to several ivies behind his parents’ backs, but who knows if that’s true or not? what we do know is that their friends describe them as well-read & piquant, but who knows when they’re known to be elusive & misanthropé from time to time. 
( &&. general information )
full name: gareth visser
nickname(s) or alias: grizz
preferred name: grizz –– call him gareth and he will... not be happy.
current age: eighteen
astrological sign: leo
gender: cismale
preferred pronouns: he/him
sexual preference: homosexual ( but closeted )
romantic preference: demiromantic
home environment: a quaint three-bed / two-bath house with his parents. a positive, almost sickeningly sweet home: family portraits all over the place, cheesy “ home is where the heart is ” décor all around from his mother’s many trips to pier 1 imports.
current occupation: student, student athlete.
language(s) spoken: english, french, a tad of latin. wants to learn more hebrew, but that shit is complicated as heck.
native language: english.
current relationship status: single.
( &&. background )
reason behind name: y’know, he’s asked his parents this countless times. why gareth? why. gareth. and each time he’s just gotten the same vague response: they liked it. it sounded respectable. ack.
birth order: only child.
ethnicity: american. west ham born & raised, baby!
nationality: american.
religion: agnostic. goes to church with his mother as a way to keep the peace, but... the idea of a god out there saying homosexuality’s a sin gives him a bad taste in his mouth. he’d rather discount his whole existence and uphold morality than accept that there’s a bigoted big guy in the sky. sees the bible more as a literary exercise to instill human value. did jesus really walk on water? heck no. but it makes a good fable.
political views: very, very liberal. doesn’t subscribe to labels, but as close to democratic socialist as you can get in this country without causing riots. anti-brexit. anti-trump. anti-bullshit, basically. maybe socialism or communism done right wouldn’t be a terrible idea.
financial status: very, very comfortable. his parents earn well and know how to save / spend frugally. the vissers are modest in living so they can pour more into experience. for grizz’s twelfth birthday, his parents took him hiking through the adirondacks. they’ve gone on some awesome trips together, and most of their vacations include some aspect of super cool nature. unbeknownst to grizz, his parents’ planned grad gift for him was a month-long backpacking tour through new zealand.
hometown: west ham, connecticut. cool beans.
level of education: high school senior. but he’s one of the learned folk: ap literature on lock. he took some college courses at the local community college last summer, because his job as a summer camp counselor wasn’t exactly intellectually stimulating. leading kids on hikes is fun ‘n all, but... not as engaging as college-level philosophy.
( &&. physical appearance )
looks like (or face claim, if applicable): nick robinson. with longer hair. reference [ here ] . 
height: 6′0 ( jack’s shorter, but nick’s my main fc i’m workin’ with so i decide to bump it up. plus, height? football? makes sense. )
weight: 158 lbs
shoe size: 10.5
figure/build: athletic build. muscular. broad shoulders, lean waist.
hair colour: deep, deep brown. almost black. natural.
hair length: about jaw-length. curly. ( REFERENCE. )
eye colour: brown with an overlay of hazel-y jade-green. his campers over the summer compared his eyes to moss a lot. it kinda felt badass. “moss boss” had a ring to it.
glasses?: nope. 20/20 vision. but he’s been known to steal friends’ glasses sometimes, just for funsies.
skin tone: light, but not necessarily pale – spends a lot of time outdoors. no freckles.
tattoos: none, yet. would love to get a quote from walden. or a pine tree, if it wasn’t so cliche.
piercings: none. but getting an ear pierced has always intrigued him.
birthmarks/scars/distinguishing marks: some miscellaneous scars on his hands from whittling incidents growing up. a faint line across his arm from stitches, when he broke it in the peewee football league in fifth grade. 
dominant hand: left-handed, but very recently learned he’s marginally ambidextrous for important tasks.
if painted, what color are their nails?: never painted. he keeps them short.
usual style of clothing: letterman jacket. jeans. tall socks, boots. pants tucked into socks, because why the hell not? flannels, hoodies, utility jackets layered over plain white tees. pendant necklaces, leather bracelets. occasionally he’ll wear a statement button-downs that looks like your grandmother’s upholstery, but somehow it’ll work really well. varsity t-shirts. hats of all varieties. if he could, he’d showcase some edgier styles. but he’s paranoid. he’s got a stanford hoodie buried in his closet. and a yale one, too.
frequently worn jewelry:  leather bracelets. a silver ring strung on a chain, engraved with “ for sylvie, with love ”. he found it on a hike, and... figured he’d be sylvie for a day, or something.
describe their voice, what accent?:  he has a light, gentle voice. a soft autumn breeze. laced with some gravel. strong, resolute. kind.
what is their speaking style (fast, monotone, loquacious)?: often speaks slowly, surely. not always keen to fill silences. but words are some of his favorite devices of deflection. if he’s unsure, he’ll cut himself off, leading to some choppy and hard to follow sentences. he very rarely mumbles. not afraid to speak eloquently, but will certainly match his speaking style to those he’s around, to an extent. rarely seems bothered. he masks it well.
describe their scent: amber, sandalwood, musk. vague hints of cinnamon. 
describe their posture: grizz holds himself proudly. shoulders broad, chin up, chest open. it makes his vulnerable moments very easy to spot.
( &&. legal information )
any speeding tickets?: nope. this kid drives by the book. probably because he very much prefers to walk or bike around town, when he can help it.
have they ever been arrested?: never. he’s only been to the police station once, to drop off some promotional donuts for the homecoming football game.
do they have a criminal record?: nah.
have they committed any violent crimes?: no sir.
property crimes?: no.
traffic crimes?: nope! unless you count accidentally cutting cars off with his bike, because that’s happened a handful of times, when he’s been deep in thought.
other crimes?: just breaking hearts.
( &&. medical information )
blood type: o negative.
date/time of birth: july 26, 1997. 3:23am. during a rainstorm.
place of birth: west ham hospital.
vaginal birth or cesauren section?: vaginal birth.
sex: male
smoker? / drinker? / drug user?: no / yes / marijuana.
addictions: does good lit count?
allergies: sulfur-based antibiotics. bullshit.
ever broken a bone?: his left arm in fifth grade. right foot at the seventh grade dance –– the girl he asked to slow dance tripped and grizz, wanting to show off his cool socks, wound up with a stiletto heel to the talus. ouch. collar bone, freshman year of high school: he climbed a tree to save his neighbor’s cat and slipped.
any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: nope.
any medication regularly taken: allergy meds. sometimes he gets the sniffles.
( &&. personality )
direct quote from them:  UNO.  DOS.  TRES.  QUATRO.
positive traits: charismatic, cunning, introspective, virtuosic.
negative traits: cataclysmic, self-destructive, reckless, careless.
likes: classic literature, trail mix, synth vibes, 60s/70s/80s rock, the beatles, radiohead, faith by george michael. old vinyls. bob ross. vanilla-cinnamon candles and jasmine tea. wind-rustled leaves. fresh fallen rain.
dislikes: bitter coffee. the disappointment just after sunrise. katy perry. cleaning, laundry. the warmer side of the pillow. waking up without a hand to hold. gareth. secrets, but he harbors a few big ones. pretending. hiding. transitively, himself.
strengths: can be quite resolute but sometimes about the wrong things. his ability to analyze and respond to complex literature is… uncanny. intelligence. deduction. survival facts. he’s a postmodern bear grylls trapped in suburbia.
weaknesses: impatience. do-it-yourself attitude.  fear of rejection. fear of acceptance. fear of others. fear of himself. 
insecurities: what if people in west ham discover who he really is? how’s he supposed to postpone that?
fears/phobias:  irrelevancy. book-burning. ignorance. time.
habits:  playing with his fingers. biting his bottom lip and twisting it between his teeth. humming when he thinks no one is listening. going for late-night walks through the emptiest parts of town. staying up ‘til 4am to read and re-read and read again.
quirks: rarely settles his gaze on anything for more than a few seconds, except for other peoples’ eyes. eye contact is probably one of grizz’s biggest conversational strengths. probably why he makes such a good liar, when he needs to. he’ll finish a pint of ice cream and just sit there for over an hour sucking on the spoon, lost in thought. licks his lips when he’s nervous. plays with his hair a lot. you know he’s nervous when he keeps tucking his hair behind his right ear. chuckles to himself, even when things are the pure opposite of funny.
hobbies: jotting notes in book margins. he dabbles in poetry but feels like his shit is too beat-generation to be that cool. wandering through the woods and attempting to generate his own maps, then checking them for accuracy. lighting matches in the cold, mid-evening air just to watch them burn.
guilty pleasure: peanut m&ms. twizzlers. burned marshmallows. apartment tour videos on youtube.
desires: to prove he’s… sometime more than this. something more than a footballer destined to pretend.
wishes: he could come clean about college. wishes he could come clean about himself. wishes he could work up the courage to ask a guy to prom.
secrets: he purposefully botched an interview he had with central connecticut state university’s football recruiter because he doesn’t want to play in college. he wants to go to yale, or stanford, or brown. to study literature. classics. philosophy. his sexuality. but it’s getting harder and harder to keep that locked down.
turn ons: intelligence. genuine, pure intelligence. sharp-witted humor. dimples. dorky laughs. gentle touch. someone who doesn’t bother with worries ‘bout tomorrow.
turn offs:  idiocy. khakis. people with too much pride. line cutters. naggers. people who don’t think the proper way to eat bugles is by fashioning crisp-claws first and pretending to be edward scissorhands. people who overlook adrienne rich’s poetry, or claim dante shouldn’t be taught in school.
lucky number: 0.
pet peeves: hearing people scratch their scalps. sniffly public transit users. people who don’t use earbuds. cold fries. nail-clickers. knuckle-crackers. people who slurp from straws like they’ve never had a drink before in their lives. 
their motto:  “ i’m surrounded by idiots. ”
( &&. favourites )
food: curly fries with cajun seasoning.
drink: half-oreo half-chocolate milkshake. extra whipped cream. two cherries. please.
fast food restaurant: he’s not huge on fast food, but he can fuck with five guys.
flavour: anything chocolate and peanut.
word: fuck !!!  or zephyr: a soft, gentle breeze.
colour:  a nice, deep forest green.
clothing: his letterman jacket. his deep green flannel’s a close second.
accessory: “ for sylvie, with love” . silver ring. he likes pretending he’s sylvie and that someone cared enough to get his name etched into a precious metal forever.
candle scent: the connecticut homesick candle. it smells like cinnamon and nutmeg and vanilla and fireside bliss. and pine trees. yum.
game: monopoly. but only if he wins.
animal: fish. they’re so graceful.
holiday: halloween. boo.
weather: sunset, just after rain. golden rays peering through deep gray clouds. it makes the greens of trees practically scream against the sky. it’s glorious. it’s heartbreaking. grizz loves it.
season: late fall.
book: le petit prince by antoine de saint-exupéry. it was the last book his grandmother ever read to him, on his fifth christmas eve.
artist: edvard munch. or van gogh, simply because he chopped his ear off and mailed it to his lover. now that’s modern romance.
band/group: the divine comedy, radiohead, pink floyd, the beatles, the rolling stones, the kooks. the avett brothers. belle & sebastian.
song: high and dry, radiohead. elephant, tame impala. anything by the beatles.
movie/film:  mr. nobody. eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. the first time little grizz saw alice in wonderland, he wouldn’t shut up about it for two weeks.
tv show: he grew up watching wallace and gromit. he’s still got a soft spot for it.
sport: football.
possession: his dad’s collection of beatles original release vinyls.
number: 0.
person: henry david thoreau.
( &&. skills )
talents: writing, but he won’t admit it. football. wood-whittling. gardening. navigation.
ability to drive a car?: yes.
can they ride a bike?: yes, and will frequently do so with no hands.
do they play any sports?: football.
anything they’re bad at?: juggling. sleeping. pretending to like gross food.
do they have any combat training? why?: grizz once yahoo answered how to punch somebody to the moon, after one of his best friends got made fun of in grade school for accidentally wearing a costume the day before halloween. he’s still waiting for an answer to that post.
( &&. firsts )
childhood memory: waging what was left of his fruit gummies during a game of fireside poker on the first visser camping trip.
crush: matty kerrington, pre-k. his hair smelled like strawberries and his smile reminded grizz of the hot honey that clung to his mum’s spoon after stirring tea. but to this day, he’ll say his first crush was amanda vander-voss, because her hair was pretty in braids and she reminded him of the pretty deer from bambi.
email address: [email protected]
job: camp counselor at a hiking / adventure camp based in west ham.
phone: a nifty samsung with a slide-out keyboard. made him feel like a god.
kiss: jessica winthrop, in a game of third grade truth or dare.
love: tess de luca ( @tessdl )
sexual experience: with jessica winthrop in the woods behind the middle school, three years later. jess got poison ivy in all the wrong places. grizz thought it was hysterical.
( &&. childhood )
best childhood memory?:  honestly? wearing that boa in dance class. his mom was quick to stop that.
worst childhood memory?:  nearly breaking his nose on the neighbor’s front porch, while attempting to ding-dong ditch with his friends. he’s not sure what gave them away more –– his blood staining their pavement, or the fact that he blubbered the whole run home.
what were they like as a child?:  grizz tended to poke his nose into all the wrong matters, landing him in oodles of trouble. he’d steal from the snack cabinet, sketch constellations across the walls… even stole his dad’s old walkman so he could listen to music under his covers past his bedtime. tried to sneak into the library after hours to get his hands on another thoreau novel. but it was all harmless. the vissers weren’t very firm disciplinarians: they just loved that their son was engaged and passionate about knowledge.
any crushes growing up?: oh, loads. more than he’d like to admit.
( &&. this or that )
expensive or inexpensive tastes?: inexpensive, but lasting.
hygienic or unhygienic?: hygenic.
open-minded or close-minded?: open.
introvert or extrovert?: ambivert. thrives in social settings but the mood has to be right.
optimistic or pessimistic?: pessimistic with a weak optimistic veil. pragmatism, is how he’d put it.
daredevil or cautious?: cautious daredevil.
logical or emotional?: a blend of both, but emotions often influence his actions more than he’d like to say.
generous or stingy?: generous.
polite or rude?: polite when it’s socially mandated. but if there’s no threat of repercussions? a bit rude, if he has to be.
book smart or street smart?:  both.
popular or loner?:  popular, by proxy. but grizz vibes with some solid solitude, especially to recharge.
leader or follower?: leader. follower, though, in the high school structure of things. it’s a way to ensure his place and avoid potential fallout. he’ll call his friends out if they’re up to no good, though.
day or night person?: night. definitely night.
cat or dog person?: both! prefers cats just a smidge more.
closet door open or closed while sleeping?: open. maybe his demons wanna cuddle or some shit.
( &&. social media )
do they have a facebook? twitter? instagram? vine? snapchat? tinder/grindr? tumblr? youtube? yes to instagram and (begrudgingly) snapchat.
if so; name on facebook: none.
instagram user: grizzvisser
snapchat user: grizzybear
( &&. musical tastes )
theme song: kimochi warui ( when? when? when? ), car seat headrest. god... get him OUT of this town.
makes them sad: blackbird, the beatles. his grandparents used to sing this when he’d sleep over/ they’d be in the kitchen early in the morning trying to convince him to eat his cereal. they’d change the lyrics and snap slightly off-tempo, all smiles and coaxing gestures. ave maria. he’s not sure why. it inspires melancholia.
makes them dance: hazy miss daisy, kid bloom. anything with a sick beat and erratic synth. take on me, a-ha. good times bad times, led zeppelin. 
loves the most: fool of myself, the band camino. it’s a song he can throw his head back to, close his eyes, and sway in the breeze.
( &&. miscellaneous )
do they have a fake i.d.?: yep, used to, but now that’s not necessary!
are they a virgin?: nope siree!
describe their signature: it’s unapologetic on the page. takes up more room than it should with lateral squiggles and grandiose swirls. G and V are decipherable, but everything else is convoluted by its own physics. a muddled mess. beautiful in its self-collapsing structure.
how long would they survive in a zombie apocalypse?:  he’d outlive everyone. survivalist visser, right here.
do they travel?: yes, but he wants to do more, see more. the grand canyon would be cool. or maybe the alps. he’s always had a dream of hiking yosemite. 
one place they would like to live: anywhere but here.
one place they would like to visit: new zealand. australia. hawaii.
celebrity crush: young johnny depp. emma watson.
what can you find in their pockets/wallet/purse: tic tacs, but never the mint ones. only the odd flavors.
place(s) your character can always be found:  anywhere with trees. rooftops. alleyways. the football field. coffee shops. the local diner. roadside sunflower fields. his parents’ garden.
when does your character like to wake up?:  with the sun.
what’s your character’s morning routine?: blink at the ceiling for about 20 minutes. wash his face, brush his teeth. annotate a few lines of whatever book he’s reading. push-ups, pull-ups, crunches. run a mile or two. rush into the shower. grab his lunch from the fridge and bike to school (and barely make it).
what does your character eat for breakfast/lunch/dinner?:  grizz’s mom loves to cook, so they’re always trying some new paleo trend. some of it’s awful. but he’ll try to eat it and if he can’t, he’ll sneak a granola bar later. if the school’s serving smiley face fries, he’ll have those. he really likes green apples and those little clementines.
how does your character spend their free days?:  hiking. reading. writing. lying in the sun and just... thinking. lately, he’s been daydreaming a lot about an ivy league education. something more engaging than west ham’s high school snoozefest.
what’s your character’s bedtime routine?:  some kind of pre-bed stretching routine. wash his face, brush his teeth, curl up in bed with a book. fall asleep with it still open on his chest.
what does your character wear to bed?: boxers and a t-shirt.
if your character can’t fall asleep, what are they thinking about?: the past. mistakes. time ticking away.
what is their idea of perfect happiness?: he’s still workin’ on that bit.
on what occasions do they lie?:  very rarely, if he can help it.
most marked characteristic: his hair. it’s all russet waves. untamed. some days, his hair truly has a mind of its own. it screams free spirit. it doesn’t let on that, inside, his soul is burning.
what is one thing they’d most like to change about themselves?:  honestly? it’s not so much what he’d want to change about himself as it is about this town. 
how would they like to die?:  well-read.
do they snore? not unless he’s got a head cold. then there may be a few soft snores here and there.
can they curl their tongue?: yes!
can they whistle?: yes indeed!
do they believe in the supernatural?: not really. but it’s fun to indulge on halloween.  did he move your cup, or did the ghouls?!  s p o o k y .
has anyone ever broken their heart?:  no. haven’t had the opportunity to.
have they ever broken anyone’s heart?:  yes. little marsha lapone’s, at summer camp. she was 8, he’s 18. he told her there was no chance, and she cried into her pb&j. tough.
are they squeamish?: no. 
have they ever seen anyone die? what happened?: just in films.
are they a lightweight?: heck no.
that was a very lengthy thing but... yeah! hit me up for plots! i’m gonna get to crafting and replying to starters v shortly!
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REALLY  LONG CHARACTER SURVEY - Gale Spider
REALLY  LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost, don’t reblog!  good luck!
TAGGED BY: @the-fallen-creation!!
TAGGING: Anyone who really wants to do this! I don’t want to force anyone who wants to but maybe @ksilberne, @wamoura, @avwalya, @kha-merc-ffxiv, @red-dawnbringer and others!!
This is really long and a bit complicated x _ x So with that, I will stick with doing my main character.
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BASICS.
FULL NAME: Gale Spider
NICKNAME: None (Maybe Gaelicat??)
AGE: 24
BIRTHDAY: September 15th
ETHNIC GROUP: Miqo’te, Seeker of the Sun
NATIONALITY: Eorzean
LANGUAGE(S): Miqo’te tongue, Eorzean
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Heteroromantic
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: In a relationship
CLASS: Middle
HOMETOWN / AREA: A village located in the Sagolii Desert
CURRENT HOME: Gridania
PROFESSION: Adventurous healer/wiccan for hire
PHYSICAL.
HAIR: Blue long straight hair that extends towards the lower back.
EYES: Red with slit pupils from Seeker of the Sun traits.
NOSE: Normal size
FACE: Heart shaped, kind of round.
LIPS: Smooth and full. Shines when in the light, only just a little.
COMPLEXION: Smooth, Pale, a little dry on the skin but mostly soft.
BLEMISHES: None
SCARS: None
TATTOOS: None
HEIGHT: 5′0″
WEIGHT: ??? Unknown
BUILD: Regular hourglass feature.
FEATURES: Slit pupils from Seeker of the Sun and fangs!
ALLERGIES: She might be allergic to dust mites.
USUAL HAIRSTYLE: Mostly prefers long hair, would occasionally go for short.
USUAL FACE LOOK: Simper smile to those who talk to her in a conversation. Looks innocent at first glance. Just don’t irritate her.
USUAL CLOTHING: Just any dresses that look really cute on her. She would mostly wear a red bindi from her mother and a spider lily hair accessory. Healing attire that also catches her eyes. She’s mostly broad on what she wears. In her casual moments, she would wear something that relates to “upper class” but maintains her casual side.
PSYCHOLOGY.
FEAR(S): Loosing those closest to her. Irrational fears would be bugs. She also fears of being left alone.
ASPIRATION(S): To help those in need of healing and help with those injured either mentally or physically.
POSITIVE TRAITS: Semi-outgoing, always puts a smile to reassure that everything is alright. The one to start conversations.
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Could get irritated easily, may have a sailor’s mouth if someone pushes her buttons. She could get impatient.
ZODIAC: Virgo
TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic
SOUL TYPE(S): Healer (Soul Crystal?? White Mage)
ANIMALS: Owl
VICE  HABIT(S): Staying and overworking overnight taking care of the injured
FAITH: The Twelve 
GHOSTS?: Yes
AFTERLIFE?: We will see
REINCARNATION?: Maybe??
ALIENS?: Yes
POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: N.A
ECONOMIC PREFERENCE: Does not want to tell
SOCIO POLITICAL POSITION: N.A
EDUCATION LEVEL: College intelligence but doesn’t show it strongly. 
FAMILY
FATHER: Unknown, alive (Will figure out one day)
MOTHER: Unknown, alive (Will figure out one day)
SIBLINGS: Kira Setsuna
EXTENDED FAMILY: None. Although maybe three more older siblings.
NAME MEANING(S): Gale came from my favorite element, wind. Spider is based off of Spider from Megaman X: Command Mission.
HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: She has Wiccan blood running through her coming from her mother, who resided in Gridania. She may have Keeper of the Moon traits, but being born in the desert made her a Seeker of the Sun.
FAVORITES.
BOOK: Any fiction ranging from witches, warlocks, romantic novels.
MOVIE: Rarely watches any.
5 SONGS: ... I am just gonna link it here http://galespider.tumblr.com/post/149340915708/character-name-music
DEITY: Oschon the Wanderer
HOLIDAY: Loooves Starlight festivities (Christmas)
MONTH: October
SEASON: Autumn
PLACE: Zenith, Gridania, The Peaks
WEATHER: Breezy and calm bright weather
SOUND: Birds chirping early in the morning
SCENT(S): Herbs of all kind, the smell of orchids
TASTE(S): Minty, warm tea
FEEL(S): Soft wool fabric, soft fluffy things
ANIMAL(S): Owls, Small birds
NUMBER: 6
COLORS: Red and Blue. Sometimes Green
EXTRA.
TALENTS: Would like to dance one day, good decent measure of voice for singing
BAD AT: Looking out for herself. Keeping to herself, over-helping others to the point that others might be annoyed.
TURN ONS: Would rather not say ;)
TURN OFFS: No thank you.
HOBBIES: Reading, making herbal remedies, doodle, 
TROPES:  Off-into-the-Distance Ending, World of Symbolism, Girl Friday
AESTHETIC TAGS: Dress, fabric, wool, herbs, cabin, candles, fun witch, wiccan, healer, crystals, stones, mushrooms, fantasy critters, spider lilies, autumn, flowers, potions, forest, sunrise
GPOY  QUOTES: (... What?)
FC INFO.
MAIN  FC(S): Herself
ALT FC(S): N/A
OLDER FC(S): Here
YOUNGER  FC(S): N/A (I should have drawn more of her little)
VOICE CLAIM(S): Christina Vee,  Kaori Mizuhashi
GENDERBENT FC(S): Here c: 
MUN QUESTIONS.
Q1: IF YOU COULD WRITE YOUR CHARACTER YOUR WAY IN THEIR OWN MOVIE, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED, WHAT STYLE WOULD IT BE FILMED IN, AND WHAT WOULD IT BE ABOUT?:
Anything that involves Lord of the Rings or the Hobbit. Something that makes Gale travel to different places with conflicts, drama, funny moments, and the likes with her friends and her brother.
Q2: WHAT WOULD THEIR SOUNDTRACK / SCORE SOUND LIKE?:
I am really lazy. But just look at the 5 songs mentioned. x_X Above ^^^
Q3: WHY DID YOU START WRITING THIS CHARACTER?:
She along with my other characters are from FFXIV. And somehow, FFXIV gave me that amount of ideas to write or think about their backgrounds and how they meet people.
Q4: WHAT FIRST ATTRACTED YOU TO THIS CHARACTER?:
The way I created them in character creation in FFXIV. But Krowell Au Ra was literally ripped off from Ayanami from 07 Ghost.
Q5: DESCRIBE THE BIGGEST THING YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR MUSE:
I can’t really say I would hate them. 
Q6: WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN COMMON WITH YOUR MUSE?:
A lot, actually. She and I mostly or practically share the same personality.
Q7: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE FEEL ABOUT YOU?:
She would definitely be disappointed if she sees me procrastinate in life.  But at the same time, she would probably understand that life takes just one step at a time no matter how hectic it may be.
Q8: WHAT CHARACTERS DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE INTERESTING INTERACTIONS WITH?
She has interesting interactions with my other characters. http://galespider.tumblr.com/post/177796279983/my-final-fantasy-xiv-characters-gale-spider-from
If it was Gaoithe Sagittus, she would tease him and love him since they are both in a relationship with each other. Krowell, would be sort of difficult since they would both not see eye to eye. But Gale is willingly able to open conversations with him as time goes on, and they finally and slowly get along. Raksha, was extremely difficult since he was a PoW. Due to his unstable mind by being used as a weapon, he acts almost innocent, childish but scared around people who approach him. Gale is able to break his barrier by taking care of him and is able to talk to him, although not with difficult speech.
Q9: WHAT GIVES YOU INSPIRATION TO WRITE YOUR MUSE?:
FFXIV!! That’s all I have to say!!
Q10: HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE YOU TO COMPLETE?:
Quite a while ... But it was really fun to do at the same time! Sorry for my short answers!
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FULL NAME: Roman Slater NICKNAMES: Rome, Slate MAIN FC/S: Ben Robson AGE: 34 BIRTHDAY: November 7th ETHNIC GROUP: Caucasian NATIONALITY: American LANGUAGES: English SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Closeted bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Closeted biromantic RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single CLASS: Lower/middle BIRTH PLACE: Salinas, California, US PROFESSION: garage/motorcycle shop accountant physical. HAIR: Shoulder length, light brown, messy or in a bun EYES: Light blue COMPLEXION: pale, tans easily SCARS: Left lower back from getting shot, several minor ones scattered on his hands, underarms, knees and shins from either work on bikes or skateboarding in his youth TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: No piercings, a skateboarding grim reaper on his right underarm – a “sin of his youth” as he would laugh now – and a tribal band for strength and protection around his left ankle HEIGHT: 6′2″ (1,92m) WEIGHT: 187lbs (85kg) BUILD: Lean, muscular ALLERGIES: None USUAL CLOTHING: Denim, leather, beanies, lumberjack shirts, converse, or heavy boots psychology. MBTI: ISFJ – (Defender) ALIGNMENT: True neutral ZODIAC: Scorpio TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic with bursts of sanguinity VICE HABITS: Drinking, gambling FAITH : Agnostic EDUCATION LEVEL : High school family. PARENTS: Patty (alive), John (estranged) SIBLINGS : None.
biography:
Raised in a mobile home park in Salinas by a single mother struggling to make ends meet, Roman was always a little different than his peers: not enough to get bullied, but enough to make others a bit suspicious of him, sometimes. He might have had a passion for skateboarding that the pursued well into his early twenties, but instead of getting into trouble with his friends – which still happened on occasion – the teenager enjoyed staying in reading about ancient cultures, philosophy, poetry and listening to classical music besides what was deemed popular at the moment. Needless to say, his circle of friends always remained extremely small. Even his mother did not quite understand where his interests came from, and often felt her boy to be an outcast. But wrong were those who assumed him antisocial or shy. All his life Roman observed, quietly, and only came out of his shell when he felt it worth his time. He was never lonely, just liked being alone. However, part of this self-recluse stemmed from a far deeper reason than enjoying different things than his peers: early on, Roman started to realise that his thoughts and desires were divided. He liked girls, like he was supposed to, but boys… were just as interesting. Not something he could openly flaunt, of course. So keeping to himself was easier than risking getting mocked or worse, especially when he developed a crush on one of his classmates. School came easy, most of all science, math and numbers. The boy discovered a knack for card games that should grow into a full-fledged love for gambling as soon as he was of age. But before that, many more things should happen and change his life forever. Never did he expect that being friends with Hunter, a kid who he skated with since his first days on a board and his best friend, would one day save his life. Roman being sixteen years of age, his mother´s boyfriend,Hal, and known alcoholic with a blatant disapproval of the quiet boy and his uncommon interests, found an adult magazine depicting porn in all possible gender variations in his room. In a drunk rage he took his gun and chased the boy out, calling him a goddamn faggot, and even fired at him. The bullet landed in Rome´s left lower back and caused severe bleeding. Lucky for him, Roman could make it to the skatepark and meet Hunter, who immediately took him to his father´s garage. That was the moment Roman found out that Hunter´s dad was head of the local motorcycle club chapter. The club patched the boy up, allowed him to stay with them for the time being to finish high school, and helped get his stuff from his weeping, remorseful mother´s house before teaching the shooter a lesson for hurting a kid. The longer he stayed, the more Roman loved the new community and begged them to make him a prospect. The president deemed him too young but joked that if he could beat him at poker, he would give Roman a chance. The boy won, and the president being in awe about his talent – and being ardently vouched for by his best friend Hunter – agreed to make him prospect. Today, his talent with numbers has earned him a valued position as the club´s treasurer and accountant, and his calm, level-headed nature makes him a trusted aide when vital club decisions are to be made. His mother´s then-boyfriend has meanwhile drunk himself to death and mother and son have reconciled, and though Roman has forgiven her, he will never forget. Roman is still in the closet and will keep it that way. Until…
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FULL NAME: Roman Slater NICKNAMES: Rome, Slate MAIN FC/S: Ben Robson AGE: 34 BIRTHDAY: November 7th ETHNIC GROUP: Caucasian NATIONALITY: American LANGUAGES: English SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Closeted bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Closeted biromantic RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single CLASS: Lower/middle BIRTH PLACE: Salinas, California, US PROFESSION: garage/motorcycle shop accountant   physical.   HAIR: Shoulder length, light brown, messy or in a bun EYES: Light blue COMPLEXION: pale, tans easily SCARS: Left lower back from getting shot, several minor ones scattered on his hands, underarms, knees and shins from either work on bikes or skateboarding in his youth TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: No piercings, a skateboarding grim reaper on his right underarm – a “sin of his youth” as he would laugh now – and a tribal band for strength and protection around his left ankle HEIGHT: 6′2″ (1,92m) WEIGHT: 187lbs (85kg) BUILD: Lean, muscular ALLERGIES: None USUAL CLOTHING: Denim, leather, beanies, lumberjack shirts, converse, or heavy boots   psychology.   MBTI: ISFJ – (Defender) ALIGNMENT: True neutral ZODIAC: Scorpio TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic with bursts of sanguinity VICE HABITS: Drinking, gambling FAITH : Agnostic EDUCATION LEVEL : High school   family.   PARENTS: Patty (alive), John (estranged) SIBLINGS : None.
BIOGRAPHY:
Raised in a mobile home park in Salinas by a single mother struggling to make ends meet, Roman was always a little different than his peers: not enough to get bullied, but enough to make others a bit suspicious of him, sometimes. He might have had a passion for skateboarding that the pursued well into his early twenties, but instead of getting into trouble with his friends – which still happened on occasion – the teenager enjoyed staying in reading about ancient cultures, philosophy, poetry and listening to classical music besides what was deemed popular at the moment. Needless to say, his circle of friends always remained extremely small. Even his mother did not quite understand where his interests came from, and often felt her boy to be an outcast. But wrong were those who assumed him antisocial or shy. All his life Roman observed, quietly, and only came out of his shell when he felt it worth his time. He was never lonely, just liked being alone. However, part of this self-recluse stemmed from a far deeper reason than enjoying different things than his peers: early on, Roman started to realise that his thoughts and desires were divided. He liked girls, like he was supposed to, but boys… were just as interesting. Not something he could openly flaunt, of course. So keeping to himself was easier than risking getting mocked or worse, especially when he developed a crush on one of his classmates.   School came easy, most of all science, math and numbers. The boy discovered a knack for card games that should grow into a full-fledged love for gambling as soon as he was of age. But before that, many more things should happen and change his life forever. Never did he expect that being friends with Hunter, a kid who he skated with since his first days on a board and his best friend, would one day save his life. Roman being sixteen years of age, his mother´s boyfriend,Hal, and known alcoholic with a blatant disapproval of the quiet boy and his uncommon interests, found an adult magazine depicting porn in all possible gender variations in his room. In a drunk rage he took his gun and chased the boy out, calling him a goddamn faggot, and even fired at him. The bullet landed in Rome´s left lower back and caused severe bleeding. Lucky for him, Roman could make it to the skatepark and meet Hunter, who immediately took him to his father´s garage. That was the moment Roman found out that Hunter´s dad was head of the local motorcycle club chapter. The club patched the boy up, allowed him to stay with them for the time being to finish high school, and helped get his stuff from his weeping, remorseful mother´s house before teaching the shooter a lesson for hurting a kid.   The longer he stayed, the more Roman loved the new community and begged them to make him a prospect. The president deemed him too young but joked that if he could beat him at poker, he would give Roman a chance. The boy won, and the president being in awe about his talent – and being ardently vouched for by his best friend Hunter – agreed to make him prospect.   Today, his talent with numbers has earned him a valued position as the club´s treasurer and accountant, and his calm, level-headed nature makes him a trusted aide when vital club decisions are to be made. His mother´s then-boyfriend has meanwhile drunk himself to death and mother and son have reconciled, and though Roman has forgiven her, he will never forget. Roman is still in the closet and will keep it that way. Until…
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I wander around the musical festival trying to pass the time. I’m here for one person and one person only… Jay Park. Yes, there are over a hundred artists playing today but I only want to see him perform. Plus I don’t know any of the other artists here, so there’s that.
I’ve been a fan of Jay’s since his 2PM days, long before AOMG was a thought. While Jay was my bias then I like the Jay of today a thousand times better. He’s more of an individual, his name is know in both Korea and in the States because he has gotten so successful.
However, I’ve known Jay Park since I was a kid because he and I went to the same elementary school and high school, but he has no clue who I am. He’s two years older than me, I even had a few classes with him in high school and would still probably not know who I am let alone remember me. When he left school I had no clue why, that is until 2PM debuted.  
I check my watch to see the time, 5:30. He starts at 6. I make my way back of to Centurylink Field over to the main stage. I make my way as close as I could to the stage. I look around to see the people around me, a lot of them looking bored and not amused. I shrug it off turning my attention on the stage, bouncing on my heels growing a bit impatient.
“What’s up Seattle?!” Jay says as he runs out onto the stage. I can’t help but scream in response. God, why does he have to be so attractive?
The hour long set went by with a blink of an eye, I wish it had been longer. Jay walks off the stage then appears of to the side. I group of girls rushed over to him. I wait a second before I pluck up the courage and walk over there too.
“You are so hot! What’s your name again?” Some blonde girl asks him.
“It’s Jay,” he says in a flat tone giving her a weird look.
“So what are you doing after this?” She asks with a wink.
“That’s really none of your business, plus people are waiting behind you,” he says in a harsh tone.
She turns around with a huff walking away, the majority of the group leaving behind her. They probably had the same intentions as her. I wait patiently as the two other people here meet him and all that. Finally it was my turn. I walk up to him and he looks at me with a smile.
“Hey, how are you?” He questions sounding cheerful.
“I’m good how are you?” I say with a smile.
“I’m good. What’s your name?”
“It’s Y/N,” I reply with a slight blush, why do I feel like I’m 15 again?
“That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” he says with a smirk.
“Thanks. Can I ask you a question?”
“Yeah of course,” he replies with the look of curiosity all over his face.
“Do you still talk to the guys of 2PM or anyone from JYP?” I ask in all seriousness. He looks taken aback by my question.
“Wow, um I still talk to the guys from 2PM and a few other guys from JYP that I was a trainee with. How long have you been a fan of mine?” I hesitate before I answer him, should I tell him we went to school together.
“Since you debuted,” I reply blushing slightly, feeling slightly embarrassed about it.
“Damn girl, you’re seriously a fan,” he says with a laugh.
“Am I the only one from today?” I say with a giggle.
“Yeah you were, everyone else had only heard of one of my songs or only thought I was hot,” he says rubbing the back of his neck.  “You look familiar though.”
“We actually went to school together,” I say truthfully. 
 “Wait, we did?” He says completely shocked again.
“Yeah, you were a couple grades ahead of me though but we did have a couple classes together in high school.”
“Mr. Revel’s geometry class?” He says a bit unsure of his answer, does he actually remember me?
“Yeah actually,” Jay looks at me with a smile. Shit, he does remember me.
“I knew you looked extremely familiar. Varsity girl’s soccer, right? You were a hot shot goalie if I remember correctly,” he says looking toward the sky, like it would help him remember.
“That’s right, I actually got a full ride scholarship to the SU back then for soccer,” I say fiddling with my hands. Why did I just say that?
“Damn, I knew you were good but I didn’t know you were that good. Do you still play?” He questions. I don’t get why he suddenly wants to know stuff about me, is it because I said we went to the same school or am I just really reading into it…
“Yeah actually am, I play for Reign FC,” I say with a blush feeling embarrassed.
“That’s the professional woman’s team in town, right?” I nod my head in response. “I’d like to see you play sometime. Um, Y/N.”
“Yeah?” I reply.
“Do you wanna go get a drink?” He questions, his own cheeks turning pink.
“Yeah, that’d be great,” I reply with a smile.
“Great! Let’s go to a bar that’s not with in the festival,” he says with a chuckle, “I don’t want to hang around here anymore. Some crazy girl will probably jump me.”
“Then let’s get out of here.”
We walk side by side walking further and further away from the festival. We end up going to a little bar on 4th. We have a seat, each ordering a drink. Jay takes glances at me every so often and each time he does he blushes a bit. I never thought I’d see the day the ladies man that is Jay Park would be blushing.
“Y/N, I have a confession to make,” he says looking at me, seriousness covering his face.
“Okay, what is it?” I question taking a sip of my beer.
“I knew who you were when you walked up to me. I had always had a thing for you since middle school you were actually part of the reason I almost didn’t go to Seoul and I have always regretted not telling you how I feel.” My eyes grow wide at his confession, not thinking that he’s being sincere.
“Really? I honestly had a crush on you too since middle school but didn’t think you knew who I was then and never noticed me,” I say looking down at the cup before me.
“Trust me, I noticed you. I had always just been afraid to talk to you and thought you didn't feel the same because I was in a different grade.”
“Age doesn’t matter to me. But why did you fall for someone like me instead of one of the popular girls? Aren’t you notorious for being a bad boy as well as a ladies man?” I inquire about him still thinking this is just a dream and he’s just pulling my leg.
“I never saw myself as that until after I got kicked out of JYP and wanted to become more of an individual. And I fell for you because the first time I saw you, you took my breath away. I though you were beautiful and smart and caring. You were an amazing athlete but that didn’t turn you into the stereotypical high school athlete with a stick up your ass. I always loved how you always wanted to help others, how you’d try to be friends with everyone around you regardless of who they were. I loved how you’d alway be reading, even during pep rallies.”
I sit there completely stunned. I had no clue, I honestly always thought that he didn’t even know who I really was. Sure people knew me due to being on the varsity soccer team, they knew my name, but I didn’t think that he knew me. I didn’t think he’d ever fall for me in a million years.
“I don’t know what to say. I honestly thought you didn’t have a clue as to who I was,” I truthfully tell him.
“I defiantly knew who you were, but I always kind of afraid to talk to you because I was afraid of you potentially rejecting me,” he say staring at his own glass.
“We were clearly both so clueless,” I say with a giggle.
“We defiantly were,” he replies looking back at me with a smirk playing on his lips.
“How long are you in town?” I question.
“A couple of weeks. Why? You want to see me again?” He says his smirk still there.
“Well I don’t know, I need to think about it. Are you worth seeing again?” I say with a smirk on my own lips.
“Obviously I am,” he replies with a chuckle. “I wanna get to know you better and see where it takes us before I leave.”
“I’d like that,” I stat with a smile, a blush returning to my cheeks for probably the millionth time tonight.
“Who knows maybe you could come back to Seoul with me.” He winks at me, my cheeks somehow getting redder. “Y/N, can I kiss you?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
Jay smiles at me. He leans over the small table, his hand cupping my cheek. His eyes moved between my eyes and my lips before pressing his lips on mine. This kiss is soft and loving, not like I was expecting. I move my own hand to his cheek, deepening the kiss. It feels so right, like something had immediately clicked between the two of us.
“Wow,” Jay exclaims, parting from my lips trying to catch his breath.
“I think that was the best kiss I’ve ever had,” I say to him bringing my hands to my cheeks to try and cool the blush that was burning my skin.
“Same,” he replies with a chuckle, relaxing into the seat. “Do you wanna get out of here?”
“Sure,” I reply a bit taken aback.
We stand up from the table. Jay reaches over taking my hand in his. He leads me out of the bar and over to the parking garage back at the stadium. I hope this works out between us, I know that’s going to be hard but it’ll be worth it. I can already tell that if we do decide to pursue one another that it’ll be a relationship full of adventure, tender kiss, and most likely mind blowing sex.
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Thank you for your app for Zenobia Puckerman and we’re glad to welcome you back to Marriage of Convenience Jay! We loved your application and look forward to seeing your girl on the dash! Please review the New Member Checklist and send an ask to the main with your account!
OUT OF CHARACTER.
Name/Alias/Pronouns: Jordin/Jay; They/them
Age: 23
Your Birthday: March 12th
Time zone: PST
Activity level: 6 out of 10 because I babysit as my day job.
Trigger Warning: None
Anything else?: I missed you guys so much.
IN CHARACTER.
Desired Character: Zenobia Marcia Puckerman
Desired FC: Zendaya
Birthday: September 4th, 1991
Gender/Pronouns: She/her
Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Pansexual/Panromantic
Occupation/School: Model/Actress
FAMILY INFORMATION.
Why are they/did they, arrange your characters Marriage?: Without it I probably wouldn’t have gotten married at all, so my mom is just trying to assure I have a happy life with a loving family in the future. I’m pretty sure my dad is just doing it for the money.
How do you feel about the person your parents chose for you?: I’m pretty indifferent about him. I don’t know him all that well so I can’t say for sure, but his sister is pretty great so hopefully that runs in the family. It’d be a lot nicer if I could just marry him already and get these three years out of the way.
Bio: Being named after a queen was the perfect fit for Zenobia Puckerman, or Princess Nobi as she preferred to be called. Not only did she have the privilege of being born into wealth, because of that she was treated like a princess and only got the best. She held her head high and her standards even higher, refusing to accept anything less than perfect. There was nothing in her life that she couldn’t have and she gladly took advantage of it. Living out every wish and dream she ever wanted, Rosa’s youngest daughter never yearned for anything until she was old enough to do what she wanted without seeking permission from someone. With a car, black card and way too much confidence, Zenobia felt like the world was at her doorstep and she had free rein of it.
By the age 16, she already considered herself her own person, and with that, her attitude began to show that she was indeed a Puckerman. At first, it started with her staying out late, then progressed to her sneaking out until she began not returning home for days on end leaving her family to worry. If that wasn’t bad enough, she already had a reputation similar to her father’s when it came to what and/or who she got up to behind closed doors. Instead of punishing her for it, Rosa pushed her to channel that energy into something else. She saw her change in attitude as a cry for attention and put her in acting classes. In the beginning, she didn’t take the class seriously but the more she went the more she grew to enjoy it. This newfound love of acting led her to apply to Juilliard, and that application luckily got her an audition. College was the last thing on her mind so the fact that Zenobia made it into Juilliard was a shock within itself. And despite all the stress she had to endure to graduate, her acting career was put on the back burner when Zenobia was ”discovered” while vacationing in Los Angeles and offered a job by a talent agent.
It was only a photo shoot for a clothing company but it did more for her career than she thought. After that gig she was booked for two more, and then five more and eventually she felt she had what it took to finally be recognized as an actual model. Her mother was not too pleased knowing that her daughter had no interest in seeking her help when making this career choice, but she continued to let Zenobia live her life without conflict until the fame began to get to her. Seeing her daughter’s inebriated face plastered all over the tabloids really got to her. She had barely turned 21 and she was already getting into more trouble than needed. This behavior was unacceptable and Rosa made sure that the young woman knew it. Letting her know that there would be serious repercussions resulting in a major lifestyle change. Deciding to take a break from the modeling world, she felt it was time to put her degree to use and bring her talents to the screen. The roles she nabbed were only minor ones here and there, that was until she got her breakout role thanks to Marvel. With an entirely different facet of the world opened to her, Zenobia felt it was time for an attitude change now that her target audience included children. 
Partially heeding her mother’s warning, Zenobia sloppily cleaned up her act a little. She didn’t cut back on the partying, but now that she was somewhat of a household name, she chose to keep her hookups and other rendezvous behind closed doors to keep the attention away from that part of her life. She was sure that change should have been enough to change her mother’s mind, but it seemed her mind was made up. It was commonly known that Lima had a tradition of arranged marriages, but she always thought she would be one of the few that wouldn’t have to be subjected to them. Her mother never did so neither would she, right? Wrong. Rosa knew it was time for her children to settle down and begin building their own families, and a marriage would be the best way to do that. And now, for the first time in her life, things were not going the way she wanted them to and Zenobia didn’t know how long she’d be able to deal with it.
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lou-bonfightme · 7 years
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Toulouse Henri Bonfamille - Character Sheet
if you get sleep or if you get none / the cock's gonna call in the morning, baby / check the cupboard for your daddy's gun / red sun rises like an early warning / the lord's gonna come for your first born son / his hair's on fire and his heart is burning / so go to the river where the water runs / wash him deep where the tides are turning...
Archetype — The Caregiver Birthday — May 10, 1995 Zodiac Sign — Taurus MBTI — ENTJ Enneagram — 3, the Achiever Temperament — Choleric  Hogwarts House — Slytherdor Moral Alignment — True Neutral Primary Vice — Pride Primary Virtue — Diligence Element — Earth
Overview:
Mother — Adelaide Bonfamille (nee LaBlanc) (Portia de Rossi FC) Father — Hector Bonfamille (Tony Goldwyn) Mother’s Occupation — socialite Father’s Occupation — politician Family Finances — wealthy Birth Order — oldest child Brothers — Berlioz Bonfamille (Matt Hitt FC, 20, Birthday: June 20, 1997) Sisters — Marie Bonfamille (Olivia Holt FC, 17, Birthday: April 22, 2000) Other Close Family — Maternal Aunt: Duchess LaBlanc Best Friend — Hades Other Friends — Sophie, Daisy Enemies — Roger, Perdita, literally so many people tbh Pets — A cat that is not his. Also his plants.   Home Life During Childhood — emotionally manipulative/abusive; argumentative with father; parental disagreements; was put in charge of younger siblings Town or City Name(s) — Paris, France Details of Town(s) or City(s) — loved the river and parks, only place he had refuge What Did His or Her Bedroom Look Like — rather plain, big windows, bright, painted a cream color, not a lot of toys but an easel and paints in one corner, a large desk with art supplies. Any Sports or Clubs — nope, he focused solely on his art. Favorite Toy or Game — didn’t really play a lot of games, but he liked building legos with his siblings, or reading to them. Schooling — did excellently in school Favorite Subject — science (especially biology), though he has a fondness for literature as well. Popular or Loner — loner, but girls liked him alot; he had the broody bad boy thing going on, which annoyed him immensely. Important Experiences or Events — moving to Swynlake Health Problems — undiagnosed manic depressive; some minor PTSD and agoraphobia Culture — french, and proud of it. Religion and beliefs — raised catholic, attending church mainly to keep up appearances, he finds parts of religion very beautiful, but also calls bullshit on most of it; he’s too logical and scientific to really find any sort of comfort in it; respects those who are religious though; has a predisposed inclination to dislike muslims based on rhetoric and a lack of proper understanding about the religion.
Physical Appearance:
Face Claim —  Freddy Carter Complexion — pale and freckly! Hair Colour — Russet Eye Colour — Green Height — 6′0 Build — slight and tall Tattoos — none and never will Piercings — none Common Hairstyle — perfectly styled 90% of the time, if you catch him without his hair styled he really likes you. Clothing Style — the Most fashionable, very flamboyant, lots of colour Mannerisms — tucks his hands behind his back when he’s nervous or being respectful, if he’s embarrassed his ears turn red Usual Expression —
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Health:
Overall (do they get sick easily)? — not since he’s become a werewolf, but he never really got sick Physical Ailments — none Neurological Conditions — bipolar II Allergies —  none Grooming Habits — grooms better than some of my girls lmao. takes very good care of himself--when he’s not in a depressive state, then he has more trouble, but if he’s going out he’ll still go through the motions. Sleeping Habits — terrible sleeper. has really bad insomnia. is up late a lot, sleeps in late a lot. wakes up a lot throughout the night. tosses and turns. has trouble falling asleep. Eating Habits — super picky eater. when depressive/manic sometimes doesn’t eat that much Exercise Habits —  lmao what exercise Emotional Stability — off his meds? like a 2/10, on his meds he’s closer to a 6/10 probably.  Body Temperature — normal Sociability — very charming, knows what to say to get people to like him. that doesn’t always mean he says those things lol Addictions — none really?  Drug Use — smokes pot, doesn’t do other drugs thank god that’d be so bad Alcohol Use — drinks more than he should
Your Character’s Character:
Bad Habits — what habits are not bad habits? Thinking he is right about everything, pointing out people’s flaws, getting in fights, generally believing he knows better than everyone else, not feeling out his emotions, withdrawing when things get tough, not speaking to anyone about things that suck in his life, taking on all challenges alone, i could go on... Good Habits — he’s a good brother, he takes care of his siblings, he takes care of himself, for the most part; he’s an excellent studier; he’s very loyal once you win his loyalty Best Characteristic — his unfaltering loyalty Worst Characteristic — his lack of ability to properly communicate his emotions Worst Memory — all the times he had to hide in the closet, or his father sent him to bed with no dinner and kept him there for hours Best Memory — his siblings being born Proud of — his siblings, his art (sometimes) Embarrassed by — not much, honestly. When people catch him having a proper emotion Driving Style — doesn’t drive but he’d be a total soccer mom Strong Points — his loyalty. It’s unwavering and uncompromising Temperament — volatile Attitude — melancholic. Weakness — not being emotionally vulnerable. Seriously, it would solve so many of his issues Fears — not being good enough, being unlovable, worried that he will always be horribly bitter Phobias — pfft nothING (jk he’s lowkey afraid of storms) Secrets — lmao so many where to start? Mostly that he actually does crave affection Regrets — lol everything; probably the biggest is being so hard on ber during their teen years Feels Vulnerable When — he’s having emotion Pet Peeves — god where do i start? People who dont say what’s on their mind Motivation — protecting his siblings is his main motivation Short Term Goals and Hopes — he doens’t really have any im realizing this rn Long Term Goals and Hopes — also does not have many here Sexuality — grey asexual, biromantic (he could be either rly) Exercise Routine  — pfft exercise is for the weak Day or Night Person — night owl Introvert or Extrovert —  introverted extrovert lou really does thrive in a crowd but needs a lot of recharge time after Optimist or Pessimist — pessimist highkey
Likes and Styles:
Music — Classics. Classical. Stuff with not a lot of lyrics. Though, he’s also fond of the Opera. He really likes Faust and Don Giovanni. Also, he secretly likes a couple of musicals--Les Miserables and Cats are probably his favourites, though he very rarely indulges in them. Books — Candide by Voltaire is his favourite novel, he’s read it several times. He is a fan of the gothic period, he enjoys books like The Phantom of the Opera. Is not a huge Victor Hugo fan because he finds him a bit wordy, but he does like Hunchback of Notre Dame. He prefers concise language in his novels, but also likes beautiful imagery. He’s an avid reader. Magazines — He reads National Geographic and TBH probably gets a copy of Vogue, as well as a few museum magazines, just to keep up with the art scene. Foods — Lou is not a very big sweets person, he prefers richer foods. His favorite is frozen grapes--red or green, that doesn’t really matter. He’s almost always snacking on grapes. Drinks — Lou loves champagne. He also is an avid drinker of water. Animals — Lou loves birds, they’re his favorite. He’s also a fan of reptiles. And he has a particular interest in dinosaurs. Sports — Lol. Social Issues — Lou takes a bit of a middle road on these issues. There are things that he is rather passionate about--such as LGBTQIA rights (this is a recent development), but he also has some rather...unethical opinions about things like immigration that he usually keeps to himself because he knows that they are contentious subject. Favorite Saying — “Chacun voit midi à sa porte” Translation: Everyone sees noon on his doorstep. Basically, everyone views the world the way that they view it. Color — Ah, he cannot choose--but he does gravitate to warmer, earth colors in his paintings, oranges and reds and browns. Clothing — Lou is extremely fashionable and he always is dressed impeccably. He loves color and very rarely wears dull ones. Jewelry — Not a huge fan of jewlery, I’m sure he has a nice watch though, that his father gave him. Games — Chess. Puzzles. Things that challenge the mind. Websites — Eh, he’s got a tumblr blog, and he’s #instafamous so. TV Shows — Lou doesn’t watch television enough to have favorite shows but he detests reality shows and probably watches them with his brother to make fun of people. Movies — Lou doesn’t watch movies often, but he loves good cinematography. Also, documentaries. Especially nature and historical ones. (Also loves Legally Blonde on the lowkey.) Greatest Want — To be needed. Greatest Need — To learn to embrace his emotions.
Where and How Does Your Character Live Now:
Home — lives at his mother’s home in Swynlake Household furnishings — very modern, aligned with the latest Parisian fashion. Favorite Possession — his art studio, does that count?? Most Cherished Possession — the drawer of arts and crafts that lou kept from his siblings when they were little. Neighborhood — the woods, very posh Town or City Name — Swynlake Details of Town or City — small magic friendly Married Before — to Anita Dearly, long story. Significant Other Before — none. Children — none. Relationship with Family — close with his siblings, though closer with Marie than Berlioz, a bit of a momma’s boy, and has a cordial relationship with his father, is very close with his life-long nanny, Nounou. Car — none. Career — will probably be an artist; should be a surgeon. Dream Career — surgeon he just doesn’t know it yet Dream Life — a successful magical animal treatment center, where he can also practice his art on the side; very little chance of having a family but deep down would love a wife/husband and children, maybe he’ll adopt. (he does not know any of this.) Love Life — a hot mess; tries not to develop feelings for people. Talents or Skills — painting, obviously Intelligence Level — he’s very intelligent and observant Finances — wealthy af
Your Character’s Life Before Your Story:
Past Careers — he’s been a student. Past Lovers — many; mostly one night stands, very few repeats Biggest Mistakes — being so hard on ber in secondary; marrying anita. Biggest Achievements — uhmmmmm his art has hung in several galleries
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really LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost ,   don’t  reblog  !  good  luck  !
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BASICS.
FULL NAME: Ezekiel Axel Ruiz Rosario
NICKNAME: Zeke
AGE: (Verse dependent) anywhere from 19 to 25! most often tho, i usually make him 25.
BIRTHDAY: November 15 (self given bc he doesnt know his real birthday)
ETHNIC GROUP: Puerto Rican / Latino
NATIONALITY: British-American
LANGUAGE(S): English, Spanish, Dutch, Japanese, Latin, Romanian, some Russian, and some Chinese! he likes to study languages a lot....
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Demi-Pansexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Demi-Panromantic
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Hes multiship boiiii
CLASS: Upper class, though he really doesnt have very expensive tastes or anything. Seems like he’d be lower class, but. yknow, he is a celebrity so.
HOMETOWN / AREA: London, England
CURRENT HOME: A very small and shitty apartment. Yeah, he could get a much better home bc he does have the money, but... hes weird and likes a more slightly cramped space. dont question Ezekiel, he has weird preferences.
PROFESSION: Guitarist of the rock band Rogue! also used to work at a music shop when he was like 17, but that was back in London.
PHYSICAL.
HAIR: Very curly and messy black hair! He hardly bothers to take care of it. its prolly greasy bc hes a fucking gremlin pls make him take a shower. stinky boye
EYES: BIG OL FUCKIN EYES. they’re brown! a little sunken, and has massive bags under them--rather than the bags being from lack of sleep, though, theyre actually a result of too much sleep! Ezekiel can and WILL fall asleep wherever and whenever he wants. you cant stop him. his eyes are pretty big actually, and very expressive!
NOSE: the bitch looks like its been broken like ten times. he got a weird ass nose. its a little big, but not terribly so!
FACE: scrawny as FUCK. motherfucker’s head shape looks like a fuckin crescent moon. you know that one tiktok meme with the girl who has the weird ass moon lookin head? bitch looks like that a little bit. croissant lookin ass head.
LIPS: very thin! pls get him some chapstick
COMPLEXION: bitch looks like he hasnt gone out in the sun in over 20 years! which, actually, isnt entirely wrong bc he pretty much hasn’t. pale as fuck! his skin looks gray, like a fucking corpse. he looks like a zombie, but i swear to god hes a plain ass human i think
BLEMISHES: a lot! mostly on his body tho, especially on his back.
SCARS: A  L O T!!! his back is literally covered in a shit ton of scars in the shape of upside down crosses, and he has a lot on the rest of his body as well, and several on his left wrist. yeah he, uh... he aint okay
TATTOOS: None! hes way too terrified to get one and hates the idea of one being stuck on his body for like the rest of his life rip
HEIGHT: 6′ 3″ / 190.05cm
WEIGHT: about like... 98lbs?? which is. fUCKING TERRIBLE FOR HOW TALL HE IS!!! LIKE HOLY SHIT EZEKIEL ARE YOU GOOD??? HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?!?!?! EZEKIEL?!?!?!?! FUCKING EAT SOMETHING PL EASE
BUILD: SCRAWNY AS SHIT. HE IS SO SKINNY HOLY SHIT. OH MY GOD GET THIS BOY A FUCKING BURGER OR SOMETHING BEFORE HE DIES JESUS CHRIST!!!!
ALLERGIES: Dandelions! He’ll just sneeze a lot around them
USUAL HAIRSTYLE: The bangs are kiiiinda kept to the side sorta just so its not falling in his eyes, but other than that, he doesnt really bother to like, style it or anything. its just curly and messy. although! when he was a child all the way to his teens, he did have a stupid ass bowlcut! but that wasnt his own choice, so he cant really be blamed for it :(
USUAL FACE LOOK: motherfucker has the WORST case of resting bitch face you will ever fucking see. even when hes happy he still looks angery sometimes!!! but thats literally just his fucking face!!!!
USUAL CLOTHING: a looot of slightly baggy clothing. lots of hoodies! especially wears a lot of black and red, mostly black. also wears mostly boots or sneakers, usually the ladder. he just doesnt really give two shits about fashion, as he’s more concerned with just sorta.. hiding his body. hes very insecure! save him
PSYCHOLOGY.
FEAR(S): "the devil”, getting close to anyone, performing in front of people, people in general, cats, knives & other sharp objects, the sight of his own blood
ASPIRATION(S): "to escape the Devil’s wrath,” as he phrases it. of course, the whole ‘THE DEVIL IS OUT TO KILL EVERYONE I LOVE AND THEN HE’LL KILL ME NEXT’ thing is obviously just in Ezekiel’s head, but it feels very real to him! he basically just wants to be free of the “demons” in his head. aside from that, he also really really reeaaally wants to own an orphanage someday! basically take in orphan kids and help give them a much better life than he had. but as for right now, he fully realizes he’s not ready for that at all, so he’s currently more focused on his music career and getting better mentally, though the ladder is a slow process.
POSITIVE TRAITS: Patient, simple, humble
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Rude, temperamental, paranoid
ZODIAC: Scorpio!
TEMPERAMENT: uhhhh fuck idk i just took a quiz for this and ezekiel got like a tie between phlegmatic and melancholic--but if i had to guess, i’d say melancholic!
SOUL TYPE(S): Spiritualist!
ANIMALS: i always associate Ezekiel with dogs bc. he literally just acts like a fuckin angery dog. and an angery snake or something. bUT MOSTLY DOGS. he will literally bark at people, because he’s a fucking weirdo who doesnt know how to behave like a normal fucking human being
VICE  HABIT(S): uhhh drugs and alcohol are a big thing he does!! and generally pushing everyone away so he doesnt get close to anyone! and also acting like a gotdam ANIMAL. SOMEONE PLS MAKE EZEKIEL STOP FUCKING BARKING AND HISSING AT PEOPLE!!!
FAITH: Christian! his religion is very important to him too!
GHOSTS?: Yes!
AFTERLIFE?: Yes!
REINCARNATION?: He isn’t really sure about reincarnation, but wants to believe it exists.
ALIENS?: Yes.
POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: fuck if he knows. ezekiel could not give less of a shit about politics and hardly knows anything about it bc he really doesnt keep up with anything.
SOCIO POLITICAL POSITION: he doesnt give a fuck
EDUCATION LEVEL: None. he never even went to school, fun fact!
FAMILY.
FATHER: Dead!
MOTHER: Dead!
SIBLINGS: None!
EXTENDED FAMILY: None!
NAME MEANING(S): Ezekiel means “God will strengthen”! I have no idea what Rosario means sadly bc i cant find anything good on it on google :(
HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: None that he knows of.
FAVORITES.
BOOK: He couldn’t possibly pick a single favorite book--he loves a lot! but he loves mostly romance genres! which is so fucking ironic considering he’s fucking terrified of getting into relationships. and even more ironically? he doesnt read any horror genres bc it scares him too much!
MOVIE: he doesn’t know.
5 SONGS: While My Guitar Gently Weeps - the Beatles; Brick in the Wall - Pink Floyd; Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin; Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen; Don’t Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult.
DEITY: God, Jesus
HOLIDAY: Christmas! everyone expects Ezekiel to be like the grinch or something and hate Christmas, but nope! He surprisingly loves it!
MONTH: March
SEASON: Fall
PLACE: His bed
WEATHER: Preferably a little cold, but not too much, bc he just cant stand being hot--and completely dark outside!
SOUND: Gentle guitar strums.
SCENT(S): Ivory
TASTE(S): Anything thats like. Meat. hes very picky tho
FEEL(S): Skin. As in, like, being affectionate with someone else! He’s just very touch starved rip
ANIMAL(S): Yknow, oddly enough, despite acting like a fuckin wild animal a lot, he doesnt like animals much. but definitely dogs are his favorite!
NUMBER: 20
COLORS: Red and black--though he likes blue as well, especially dark blue.
EXTRA.
TALENTS: Music--especially with guitar! And painting, writing, literature.
BAD AT: Anything to do with math or science and stuff like that; anything that requires physical work. hes p much bad at like.. most things tbh.
TURN ONS: Just like.. be soft and gentle with him... also probably has a lowkey praise kink--if you could call it much of a kink i guess? hes pretty vanilla tbh. hes just soft.....
TURN OFFS: If you go rough on him at all he WILL cry. Also anything that, like, restricts him like ropes or some shit will literally make him panic so fucking bad. basically hes just vanilla as fuck, just be gentle with him pls
HOBBIES: Writing / playing music, writing in general, painting, watching random ass movies on TV until he falls asleep, sleeping, avoiding his problems like the fuckin wind
TROPES: man fuck if i know
AESTHETIC TAGS: literally all of Aurelio Voltaire’s songs; shit you’d see in Halloween (which is funny bc Ezekiel fucking hates Halloween); vampires; satanic symbolism. which is all ironic, bc Ezekiel doesnt actually like spooky shit! but it all sure does give big Ezekiel vibes anyway
GPOY  QUOTES: huh
FC INFO.
MAIN  FC(S): Jack the ripper from, well, Oyasumi Jack the Ripper!
ALT FC(S): None!
OLDER FC(S): None!
YOUNGER  FC(S): None rip
VOICE CLAIM(S): Murdoc Niccals from Gorillaz
GENDERBENT FC(S): iiiiii dont really do genderbends pretty much so none
MUN QUESTIONS.
Q1: IF YOU COULD WRITE YOUR CHARACTER YOUR WAY IN THEIR OWN MOVIE, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED, WHAT STYLE WOULD IT BE FILMED IN, AND WHAT WOULD IT BE ABOUT?:
Honestly probably something like the movie Sybil??? like basically just delving deep into his whole psychology and mindset and whatnot and why he acts the way he acts. those are always like my FAVORITE type of movies, and Ezekiel would honestly be fucking perfect for something like that bc literally every single aspect of his entire personality has been molded in some way shape or form by some event in his life, especially to do with the cult he was raised in, and it hONESTLY IS SO INTERESTING TO JUST LIKE.. STUDY WHAT EZEKIELS BRAIN IS LIKE BASICALLY. AT LEAST FOR ME ANYWAY BC I AM HIS MUN AND ALL BUT.
Q2: WHAT WOULD THEIR SOUNDTRACK / SCORE SOUND LIKE?:
for some reason i always kinda associate him with like edgy violin and piano music?? i mean hey rock stars can be classy too fuck u
Q3: WHY DID YOU START WRITING THIS CHARACTER?:
WELL ORIGINALLY WHEN I FIRST CREATED HIM HE WAS JUST BASED OFF MURDOC NICCALS BC, YALL ALREADY KNOW DAMN WELL IM OBSESSED WITH THAT PICKLE MAN, BUT. Now, however, he’s WAAAAAAAAY different and i just love writing him so much bc like. basically like what i said in the movie question!! he is SO fucking interesting to delve into psychology wise. like, yeah he has an edgy ass tragic backstory, but whats neat about that is you can absolutely see how said edgy backstory ties into his mindset and individual habits and how the memories of it still affects his everyday life despite the fact that he’s escaped it a long time ago now. even in the small things he does, chances are is that every single thing that he does is either something he does to soothe and comfort himself for his own safety, or something that has just been fucking drilled into his mind by the cult members and whatnot, if any of that makes sense? LIKE YALL DONT UNDERSTAND I HAVE LITERALLY WATCHED LIKE HOURS LONG DOCUMENTARIES ON ORPHANAGES AND SATANIC CULTS AND PSYCHOLOGY AND HOW TRAUMA LIKE WHAT EZEKIEL EXPERIENCED CAN FUCK SOMEONE UP, JUST FOR THE SAKE OF WRITING HIM CORRECTLY AND REALISTICALLY. LIKE HE STARTED OFF AS SOME MURDOC NICCALS REJECT WHEN I MADE HIM IN LIKE?? 2015 MAYBE??? BUT NOW, MY MAIN INTEREST IN HIM IS LIKE, HOW FASCINATING HIS FUCKING MIND IS IN A WAY. idk im a big psychology nerd but.
Q4: WHAT FIRST ATTRACTED YOU TO THIS CHARACTER?:
Murdoc
Q5: DESCRIBE THE BIGGEST THING YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR MUSE:
him pushing everyone away! like its one thing to have a self-defense mechanism like where you just generally act kinda mean to drive people off, but Ezekiel can really take it to a whole new level and he really can be like.. a hUGE ASSHOLE BC OF IT. its mostly when he realizes that he may be starting to become close with anyone that it really gets to a bad point and he becomes all the more self-destructive. THIS IS GONNA BE VERY UNSANITARY SO WARNING BUT hes literally told someone in an rp once like “YOURE GOING TO FORCE ME TO EAT YOUR SHIT OR DRINK YOUR FUCKING URINE JUST LIKE THOSE FUCKING PEOPLE IN THE ORPHANAGE DID, ARENT YOU???? IS THAT WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT FROM ME?? TO USE ME, HURT ME, CUT ME, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT??? WE ARE NEVER GOING TO BE FUCKING FRIENDS YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!!! WHAT THE HELL MADE YOU THINK WE HAD ANYTHING IN COMMON??” AND ITS JUST KINDA.. YIKES SCOOB! but basically hes willing to say just about anything to push people away so he can avoid getting close to anyone
Q6: WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN COMMON WITH YOUR MUSE?:
WE BOTH FEAR AND AVOID ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS LIKE THE FUCKIN WIND. also when i was younger i definitely had a tendency to try and make people hate me just to push people away like Ezekiel does but im not like that anymore thankfully!!
Q7: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE FEEL ABOUT YOU?:
oh hed probably try to fucking kill me lol
Q8: WHAT CHARACTERS DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE INTERESTING INTERACTIONS WITH?
HONESTLY LIKE.. P MUCH EVERY INTERACTION EZEKIEL HAS IS SO GOOD. Ezekiel is one of those characters where its very hard to have a boring rp bc he just does so much shit, so like no matter who i rp him with, its bound to be amazing. ALTHOUGH I DO NEED TO MAKE HIM INTERACT WITH MORE PEOPLE TBH!!! the only problem i have when writing him sometimes is actually making him talk to new people, bc of his extreme shut-in attitude and whatnot, so he literally just never starts conversations with anyone he barely knows.
Q9: WHAT GIVES YOU INSPIRATION TO WRITE YOUR MUSE?:
listening to any music that reminds me of him! but otherwise, it usually just comes pretty naturally to me tbh. just some days ill be in the mood for him all day--same with a lot of my characters actually.
Q10: HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE YOU TO COMPLETE?:
A LONG ASS TIME
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Really  LONG  CHARACTER  SURVEY. RULES.  repost, don’t reblog !! TAGGED.  no one in particular. TAGGING.  anyone and everyone.
BASICS.
FULL  NAME : zarrin ahmar NICKNAME :  zar, rinnie, rin AGE :  18+ BIRTHDAY :  december 31 *ETHNIC  GROUP : 1/2 mistrali, 1/2 of sanus NATIONALITY :   vacuoan LANGUAGE / S : fluent in the common tongue and several vacuoan dialects. SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :  pansexual ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION : panromantic RELATIONSHIP  STATUS :   it’s complicated. SOCIOECONOMIC CLASS :   unclear HOMETOWN / AREA :   city of vacuo, settlements dotting the desert. CURRENT  HOME :   shade academy ( main verse ). PROFESSION : student / hunter
PHYSICAL.
HAIR : black, with natural gold highlights that intensify under the desert sun. thick and wavy, turning into proper curls in humid conditions. EYES :  brown with flecks of gold. NOSE : aquiline. FACE : diamond.   LIPS :  she has them. COMPLEXION : dark tan. BLEMISHES : none. SCARS : none. TATTOOS :  a tattoo spanning her back – dots of alternating black and gold ink go up the length of her spine and disappear into her hairline. HEIGHT : 5′3″ WEIGHT : hovers around 110 lbs. BUILD : rectangular body shape. lean muscle / athletic build. NOTABLE FEATURES : african golden wolf ears, with dusty gold fur. ALLERGIES : none. USUAL  HAIR  STYLE :  usually down with a side part. it skims the bottom of her shoulder blades in length. USUAL  FACE  LOOK : stoic. observant of her surroundings.   USUAL CLOTHING : loose pants, belted and designed to protect her from the elements, keep her cool, and allow for easy movement. a sash that doubles as a scarf, tied around her waist. pouches and a scabbard hang from the belt. a sleeveless shirt, with a shemagh ( it has holes for her ears ) draped over her shoulders. sturdy boots, with a sheathed dagger hidden in one. bracers. her sword is usually sheathed and slung on her back.
PSYCHOLOGY.
FEAR / S : she’s claustrophobic. also fears losing the found-family she’s slowly and unintentionally amassed over the years. ASPIRATION / S :  to obtain her hunter’s license. to maintain and deepen the relationships she’s formed over the years -- both platonic and romantic. to -- in her small way -- make a difference that benefits the people she’s come to know and trust in her corner of the world. POSITIVE  TRAITS :  calm. rational. reliable. loyal. determined. affectionate with her trusted few. NEGATIVE  TRAITS :  short-tempered when provoked. highly sensitive to certain topics. intimidating. forceful. stubborn when she believes she’s in the right. prone to violent solutions. judgemental / insensitive. callous. MBTI : istj-a. ZODIAC :   capricorn. TEMPEREMENT :  the melancholic. SOUL  TYPE / S :   the spiritualist. ANIMALS : warthog. VICE  HABIT / S : occasionally participates in a fight club ( more often when she was younger ). prone to anger, aggression, arrogance / condescension -- she’s aware especially of the latter.  
FAITH : spirit worship. GHOSTS ? :   yes. AFTERLIFE ? :   yes. REINCARNATION ? :  yes. ALIENS ? :  why not. POLITICAL  ALIGNMENT :  n/a ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE : if she and her allies have what they need, that’s more than enough. SOCIOPOLITICAL  POSITION : she supported the white fang prior to adam taurus’ takeover. she regards national governments and nobility with cynicism. she is a staunch supporter of strong local politics. EDUCATION  LEVEL :   meets the overall minimum standards of education. no continuous formal schooling prior to shade academy.
FAMILY.
FATHER :    unnamed MOTHER :   fayruz ramal SIBLINGS :   gyr tawny ( adopted brother ) EXTENDED  FAMILY :  greyson tawny. several members of a rising city gang. yueliang wukong. NAME  MEANING / S :  zarrin means golden. ahmar means red-colored. together, her name is a reference to the colors present when she was born at dawn. HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? : zarrin is based on anubis.
FAVORITES.
BOOK :  no favorite. she doesn’t read for pleasure. she likes hearing myths and legends. MOVIE : no favorite. she’s not particularly interested in movies. she’ll sit and watch something with others, primarily for their company. 5  SONGS : songs she’s heard on her travels, ones that are usually specific to the tribes she’s met and tell their stories.
DEITY :  she honors a variety of deities, primarily nature spirits.  HOLIDAY :  the large festival held in the fall. MONTH :   none in particular. SEASON :   winter, actually. she settles down for the season and looks forward to spending time with the friends / romantic interests that host her. PLACE :   a canyon with the best view of the rising / setting sun as well as the moon. the territory of a canine pack that’s accepted her. her friends’ shared home in the city. WEATHER :   clear, with a slight breeze. SOUND :  the desert at night. SCENT / S :  petrichor. a mechanic’s garage. a particular men’s body spray. TASTE / S :   spicy ( as in flavorful ).   FEEL / S : her bike / motorcycle / speeder beneath her. tall grass. ANIMAL / S :   any canine.   NUMBER :   n/a COLORS :  crimson. green. bright pink. lavender.
EXTRA.
TALENTS :   a good memory. building / tinkering in a garage with any pieces she finds. singing. BAD  AT :  showing her emotions in a healthy manner. TURN  ONS : confidence yet humility. experience. TURN  OFFS : immaturity that borders on childishness. bias towards faunus. excess. sexism. HOBBIES :   tinkering. learning about dust. occasionally, clubbing.   TROPES :  tba. AESTHETIC  TAGS :  n/a QUOTES : (1) “ cities are built from ruins. i think people are too. ” (2) “ i wish i were a girl again: half savage and hardy and free. ” (3) “ large moon the deep orange of embers. also the scent. the griefs of others—beautiful, at a distance. ” (4) “ sometimes at night i would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. i was alive then. ” (5) “ the moral of the story is, i will gut you if i need to. i will carve my way out with only my teeth. ” (6) “ a girl is told she is nothing. she hums into the soft dark - just wait, ‘till i come back & eat you bare.till your heart cries blue. till your bones are fear. ” (7) “ i am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses. ”
FC INFO.
MAIN  FC / S : fareeha amari is the closest animated reference. medalion rahimi is her live action fc. ALT  FC / S :  none. OLDER  FC / S : none.   YOUNGER  FC / S :   N/A VOICE  CLAIM / S : none, but searching. GENDERBENT  FC / S :  N/A
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