#HE'S TRYING TO KEEP THE FLAME ALIVE ILLYA.

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         ❝  ----------- 𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖌𝖊

                                    illya masnik. luke hemmings. twenty four. bianchi aligned.

【  ✞ ———— 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 】

◟ * ◊ ─  luke hemmings + cis male + he/him » * believe it or not illya masnik is working for the bianchi family. they are 24 years of age and are known to usually spend their time around buena vista apartments. the singer, who has been a part of the alliance for 2 years, has been living in victoria for 5 years. the people closest to them describe the pansexual + pisces to be + stolid and + conscientious as well as - equivocal and -resentful » ◦ ° delphi, twenty, she/them, est◝

【  ✞ ———— 𝕠𝕠𝕔 】

first name illya. last name masnik. middle name regret. which,, honestly same. wow hi i’m super excited for this. this is what ive been waiting for and y’all look hella talented. hi hello i’m delphi and as expected i’m late to the party :’) this is my bb illya who should probably be dead by now. yeehaw. my muses??? they exist to suffer. thats the sparknotes version of it. but ill put a whole unnecessarily lengthy thing about him below sdlkjsald. i’m in the est and i’m currently working full time but im so happy opening is on a sunday because i can actually be here for it sjkdas but enough about meme !! 

【  ✞ ———— 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 】

BORN IN KIEV, UKRAINE - illya would be the eldest of four children. his mother an adventurous american woman, and his father a man who had never left his homeland. their son was a happy child who spent most of his days and nights at the local church. a fate one could not avoid when their father was the church’s ever dutiful music director. it shocked no one when the eldest masnik boy soon became a constant fixture in the youth choir. looking like he may have found his niche, his parents pushed him to hone his talents. his free time not spent in worship was reserved for vocal lessons. in time, illya outgrew the pews. as a teenager, he instead chose to perform in festivals, cafes, and the venues that would have him. while he was successful in ukraine, he’d soon decided he’d like to finish his studies in the united states, believing there to be better and bigger opportunities in america. 

AT NINETEEN - he found a home in victoria, florida. his mother’s hometown. his studies never truly panned out like they should have, wasting a year majoring in theology before officially throwing in the towel and returning to music full time. the next few years were spent building up a resume. odd jobs that barely paid the bills. things only began to turn up when he began landing jobs as the backing vocals for groups. it had started small, not much money in it nor recognition --- but he slowly climbed the ladder. an undeniable talent. in time he landed a job as the backup vocals for a band famous enough to earn him some status. the band embarked on a small tour around the states, and while it had been fun, illya quickly came to realize it wasn’t the life for him. in actuality it was not the spotlight he desired, no, he’d come to miss the little things about his passion. the smaller cafes and venues often led to tighter bonds. a more humbling experience that allowed him to truly connect with his audience. like the days back home, under god’s watchful eye. 

TWENTY TWO - and life as he knows it ends. for better or for worse. a flame in his life plants the idea in his head. the bills were starting to pile up again and desperation seemed to be a constant state. PLAYERS. it’s no place he’d normally be found. the sort of joint he’d sooner cross the street to avoid. but his lover promises security. stability. burdened with a touch of naivety, he’s sold.

PLEAD IGNORANCE - all he wants. he knew what he’d stepped into the moment he crossed the door’s threshold. there were no gods here. no savior. no salvation. you’d be eaten alive.

IT PAYS - wasn’t that all that mattered. most days he’s good at turning a blind eye to what happens behind closed doors. a false picture of innocence. skin with no traces of ink or metal, liquor that never makes it to his lips. the constant struggle to not lose the boy he was back home. but no one there was innocent, innocence was a lamb to the slaughter. two years in and he regrets it. of course he does. three long years since he’s seen his family. the masnik’s youngest now refuses to speak to the long-departed illya. birthdays, graduations, holidays, funerals, he’s missed them all. bitter, he longs for home, but fears he’s found himself in too deep. innocence was a lamb to the slaughter, and he could not afford to be the lamb amongst wolves.

【  ✞ ———— 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 / 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕓 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥 】

essentially illya was born in ukraine. his family was super religious and he spent a lot of time in church, also due to the fact his father was the music director there. he obviously had a natural talent in the choir and his family helped him pursue music by getting him lessons and stuff. he does a good handful of cool stuff in ukraine and decides he wants to study in america ( where his mother and her family are from ) and also sees it as an opportunity to grow musically. obviously the scene in america is pretty hard to get into, so he still does small cafe like things until he starts doing backing tracks/vocals for bands. starts off really small but he starts to work for bigger bands/companies until eventually, he gets enough recognition to go on tour with a well-enough known band. don’t imagine them to be super famous, but enough to have a handful of radio hits. 

decides he’s not crazy about the touring band life and wants to return to working in smaller more personal venues. works for a bit until the money starts to run out and then his partner at the time suggested applying at players ( they would have been part of the gang so it was his in ). he does so ( obviously ) gets in and likes to play innocent but he has a pretty good idea of what he’s getting into, don’t be fooled. still kind of churchy / anal, doesn’t do the whole tattoo, piercing, drinking, wild life. he’s more reserved if anything. he’s really still trying to hold on to that holy life. newsflash, asshole. it’s gone.

now he’s starting to regret everything :) #somerugrats but obviously, he’s going to be super tightlipped about that and just carry on. in reality, he’s super homesick and he knows his family life is suffering. he’s missing giant milestones for his siblings back home and now his youngest brother won’t even talk to him so yeehaw. but uhh he’s not really sure he’d be good to just up and walk away because he’s in a bit deep now, two years deep. he’s probably seen some shit. 

if he was brave enough to tell his family something was up it would probably go something along the lines of “ mom, i think i joined a cult ” 

he wants to be that peace out gif THIS one,, yeah

he’s gonna die,, dumbass is 100% gonna get himself killed. but for now, he’s gonna fake that shit till he makes it. no chill. 

【  ✞ ———— 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 】

pen pals / old friends ; okay since his mother was american - i’d imagine he’d come around as a kid to see her family ( his grandparents and stuff ). give me something cute like they hit it off as children and kept in touch all these years. or maybe his mom used to be friends with your muses parents so they met that way. 

someone toughen him up ; he’s awful. there’s a murderer out there and god i hope these string bean legs can run because self-defense???? we don't’ know the meaning of the word. gun?? not in my good christian server. someone just hELP him.

someone he takes home / travels with ; head out of the gutter. could be someone at players or they live in a similar location, and with a string of murders, it’s probably safer to not travel alone. so maybe they drive each other home on occasion or walk together. just keeping each other safe. 

 bad / good influence nonsense ; obviously he’d probably be the good influence on someone because he’s not really the bad type. so he might try to look out for someone he really sees burning out and going down a super bad path. vice versa, give me someone who really wants him to get a tattoo or take that shot. someone remind him to live a little or do bad things. honestly,,, i’m a sucker for angst and stuff so it could even be more like getting him to stop being so paranoid about the darker aspects of the gang. if you think he isn’t turning around and hauling ass outta there when he sees a back room being used for beating someone or some other violent nonsense

someone who is suspicious of his doubts ; obviously he’s trying to play his cards pretty close to his chest and doesn’t voice his concerns to anyone. but i’d love to see some people who question his hesitance or might be on to him having doubts about continuing to be in the gang. he’s not going to own up to any accusations but this could add some interesting tension and make for interesting interactions.

people he avoids at all costs / fear ; these would be the more violent members of the gangs. maybe your muse has a reputation. this is probably suitable for characters who are out there committing murder in the name of the gang or commit violent acts. he tries to steer pretty clear of that but they’re likely passing through players and stuff. they’re bound to run into each other. bonus points if they’re not actually as dangerous as they seem - illya’s just paranoid, maybe he walked in on something he shouldn’t have and i- OOP

the flame that got him involved in the gang ( 0 / 1 ) ;  really i was just gonna throw this up as a wc but sdjsadj ill stick it here as well. really this could be an exes plot, probably with a lot of resentment on illya’s part. he may have been open with them about wanting to go back home, and blames them for his situation even though he knew what was happening. its just bitter bitter bitter. 

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oc interview meme

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Tagging mhnnhnnn .... i don’t know many people sorry *looks into notifications* : @aelorha @whereismywarden @kingdomofferelden @wardenofmyheart

I’ll introduce Ilamar! pre-Inquisition/beginning of Inquisition (my Inquisitor isn’t very talkative, she’ll let her brother handle the interviews)

1.What is your name?

Ilamar Hammond, at your service.

2. What is your real name?

My mother’s last name is Taynnis, or maybe is was her Clan’s name. I got called “Illyas” a lot too, once. I don’t consider any of those names more “real” than the one I took from my sister, but if you do feel it makes for a more accurate answer, be my guest.

3. Do you know why you were called that?

I do not know who chose the name “Ilamar” for me, nor it interests me much. I have been legally adopted into the Hammond family, and this is why I’m recognized as one. As of why Domine Cornelio used to call me “Illyas” I don’t really know, he was a fantasist like that.

4. Are you single or taken?

Hardly ever alone, but not taken by any means, no.

5. Have any abilities or powers?

Well, I’m tend to be naturally well-liked. Easily desired, truly. Well, naturally as it comes to people like me, that is. The term “abomination” is sometimes employed I believe. Some would call it manipulation, but it is much more pleasant and rewarding to achieve one’s goal with just the effort of the right word or the right touch, don’t you believe? Not to say that I’m not a skilled assassin as well.

6. Stop being a Mary Sue.

Who would you like me to be, then?

7. What’s your eye color?

I was born with gray eyes, but now they are usually yellow. 

8. How about your hair color?

Gray. Something of a bastardized version of my mother’s pure white I believe.

9. Have you any family members?

My sister, Catherina, and her parents, Christoff and Eva Hammond. My mother is also alive somewhere, probably.

10. Oh? What about pets?

Oh, none. No matter how people tends to like me, animals not so much.

11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.

Strong smells of kitchen and long-cooked meals. The smell of boiled vegetables, just... nauseating. 

12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?

I like to climb. Rocks, mountains, houses, palaces, trees. Jump from building to building at night in Orlais, look for nests high in the forest, climb the side of a waterfall. It often ruins my hand, but, well, it’s really the last of my problems. It’s not just the danger, it’s the flight.

13. Ever hurt anyone before?

Indeed.

14. Ever… killed anyone before?

I have several commendation letters from the House of Repos, if needed.

15. What kind of animal are you?

Oh well, a half-breed, if we wish to be technical. But, if we are talking in metaphors, in Orlais I had quite a reputation as the Araignée, so I would say the spider.

16. Name your worst habits.

Using people, I have been told. But really, it’s just a question of prospective. Not eating or sleeping enough, would comment my sister.

17. Do you look up to anyone at all?

My sister. Stronger person that I could ever dream to be.

18. Gay, straight, or bisexual?

For the job, it hardly matters. As a personal preference, men.

19. Do you go to school?

No. I spent my childhood in chains, more or less metaphorically. Then I “studied” a bit with the Dalish, before joining the Hammond household. There I leaned the basics of behavior, culture and combat.

20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?

Oh, well, it’s not really a prospective for me. I surprise myself for being alive and still myself most days. I cannot imagine myself .. well. Children do like me. I guess I could take care of Cat’s if she ever has one or more and wishes help.

21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?

Something of the sort. Also many Orlesians like to gossip about l’Araignée, so I guess that counts too.

22. What are you most afraid of?

Oh, darling, at least buy me a drink first.

23. What do you usually wear?

I like high quality fabrics, I cannot lie. I like the feel and look of them. I like the glimmer and the stories it tells and how it’s made to show but hide both. But, well, I’m quite used to practical clothing and armor that favors agility and comfort rather than fashion.

24. Do you love someone?

I often think about it. And then desperately try not to.

25. When was the last time you wet yourself?

I believe it must have been the day I died.

26. Well, it’s not over yet!

Oh please, keep going.

27. What class are you? (High class, middle class, low class)

I have been all those three things and more. Now I hardly believe I belong to any. I just fake my way into them if needed.

28. How many friends do you have?

Oh dear. One, I believe. Though she is my sister before that, so I don’t truly believe it counts. Friends are fickle little flames, that I’m not talented nor often interested in cultivating.

29. What are your thoughts on pie?

Impartial. Food and me have a complicated relationship.

30. Favourite drink?

Water. I don’t have a particular interest in beverages.

31. What’s your favourite place?

Somewhere in altitude. 

32. Are you interested in someone?

In many people, only for the time necessary.

33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?

Tut-tut, so indiscreet. Don’t you want to be surprised?

34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

Lake. The ocean... isn’t much my element.

35. What’s your type?

I’m flexible. In my job I can’t really allow myself a “type”.

36. Any fetishes?

Not really. I’ve been though most of it already. It looses its charm fast.

37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive?

Whatever is needed. 

38. Camping or indoors?

Preferably indoors, but I do always keep myself on the move.

39. Are you wanting the interview to end?

I would be agreeable to it. It’s been somehow tiring.

40. Now it’s over!

Well, good day to you, serah. It’s been a pleasure.