kawaii-peanut

[reagandunne]

closed to: adriana martinez! ( @adrianamartinez ) location: the vanilla unicorn

"i like what you've done with the place." reagan immediately says the second she steps in the club, trailing behind adriana slowly while her eyes roamed around the place. needless to say, reagan has frequented a lot of places like this over the years, and not that she was biased, since she was close with the woman, but the VU screamed so much of her, it was that kind of touch that she hasn't seen in other places before. it was reagan's first night off from work, and she immediately had this idea to see adriana again, feeling like their conversation has cut short when they've bumped into each other that day. a lot has changed for them over the years, as both women went on separate paths in their lives, an abrupt end of her marriage, now a daughter, whilst with reagan, a love she thought she found has set her up to her own demise. "so...should i continue where we left off, or...you've got more to spill to me, ana?"

[emmanvasquez]

location: anywhere! open to: adriana martinez ( @adrianamartinez )

emmanuel kept tossing and turning in his bed all morning that he eventually gave up and got to unpacking some of his things before heading out for a run, just reintroducing himself to the town he grew up in and had been longing to come back to all this time, finally having him agree for emman to go back, regardless of how dangerous it has been as of late. he was just taking a turn around the corner when his playlist stopped all of a sudden, and as he was looking down to check, he bumped into someone. "shit--sorry, that was all me."

[tracihendrix]

TRACI 📲 ANA ( @adrianamartinez )

Traci: mooooooommmm~ you're a mom now Traci: how are you doing? can i come over? Traci: is there anything you need me to bring?

[brodymartinez]

Text 📲 Ana (@adrianamartinez)

Brody: Yo Brody: has it stopped crying and shitting yet Brody: and has dad left

[griffinxgallo]

Location: dive bar Status: Closed @adrianamartinez

Griffin loved the fast-paced nightclub vibes but sometimes he wanted to go to that trashy little dive bar with the best burgers in town and watch a hockey game. Sadly hockey is out of season so baseball had to suffice. The last person he expected to be sitting at the bar was Adriana. Making his approach he slid into the seat next to his ex's best friend and ordered a beer. "So what's the princess doing on this side of the tracks?" Referring to being in Brooklyn and outside the city.

[saccharinexvenom]

Luciano de la Cruz ; Task 002

personal instagram profile ; captions below

i. bandito ii. great nights, great friends ( @averyxhart ) iii. come find me #burningman iv. she said this was my good side, should i be offended ( @adrianamartinez ) v. ⚓ ( @dcvinefcmme , @cfdante ) vi. ☀️ #italy vii. let the vacation begin viii. yee-haw me, yee-raw me 🤠 ix. playing tourist #california

[nicoxkarvelas]

𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?

triggers: death, choking, poisoning

featuring: @adrianamartinez, @maximoaguilar

It wasn’t a secret that Nico had not been acting like himself recently. He was being more chaotic than normal, problematic, he was causing issues in people's lives where she shouldn’t and he didn’t care. He didn’t care who had gotten hurt in the midst of it all, he had something on his mind and he set out to get it with no care for who was burnt on the way.

After the leak from the shadow it seemed as though the entire town had turned against Nico including his best friends. In his mind he had done no wrong, he was the only one of the two that was single when the kiss happened and Ana was quite literally pregnant with Max's baby. He didn’t care though. He didn’t give a fuck if people thought he was causing problems, if they thought he was ruining lives because all he cared for right now was getting Ana back in his life one way or another.

After texting a bunch of people, causing chaos in the forum and ruining a few lives Nico agreed for a friend to come over. They needed to sort through some differences they were having and Nico was terrible at explaining himself or his emotions over text, he was more of a face to face guy to squash some beef. Tossing his phone onto the couch he was about to head upstairs to the bathroom when he heard a knock at the door already, swinging it open he nodded at his friend and invited him in. ‘Make yourself at home, bro. Get yourself a drink and I’ll be down in a second. I gotta piss real quick before we get into this.” He suggested before heading up the stairs and stopping half way as the other asked whether or not he had anything strong in, where the glasses were and if there was ice in the freezer.

“Yeah, bro. Hard shit.. You know where to find that you’ve been here enough, glasses haven’t moved and the ice should be in the freezer.” He called out before heading up the stairs once more, whipping out his dick for a quick piss and shaking off the drops before putting it away once more and zipping up his jeans. Flushing the toilet he washed his hands and headed back down the stairs to see that his friend had made the two of them a drink and placed his on a placemat ready and waiting.

“Where do you want me to start? I don’t really know how to explain what happened because there wasn’t much to it, I didn’t think you cared so much.. Or would have cared… I figured the two of you were done..” Nico shrugged as he leaned over to pick up the glass from the mat in front of him, holding it in place for a moment before turning to look at his friend once more. “I thought you had moved on, you’d moved away and then you were back, you seemed all loved up or in some relationship at least with the other chick.. What’s her name again?” He asked before shrugging and taking a sip from the beverage he was holding.

He didn’t know what to say anymore, he suddenly realised he couldn’t apologise for his actions because he simply wasn’t sorry. His words would be redundant in the moment and if anything it was a meaningless sex for him that he’d forgotten about until it was being brought up again. It meant so little to him that he couldn’t even pinpoint what his friend was talking about without it being spelt out to him.

"Look.." he started off before stopping suddenly, he was feeling strange, his throat feeling like it was closing up.. like it was hard to breath. He coughed slightly to clear his throat, his eyes looking at the drink in his hand and then over at his friend as he tried to pull himself together. "Me and.." he started off again but found himself almost choking on his words as he began to cough again, this time harder than before. He was struggling to catch his breath now, it was almost as though he was choking on nothing. Eventually the glass in his hand slipped out of his fingers as he felt as though he was losing all feeling and control over himself, his eyes watering as the coughing and struggle was becoming too much. Nico dropped off the seat and onto the ground as he found it difficult to catch his breath.

Had something been slipped into his drink? Surely not. They were friends, they were best friends, this felt a little excessive over a girl. He felt as though he was slowly suffocating as his friend sat there watching and barely moved a muscle, watching him as he struggled to breathe, watched as he was fighting for his life. His coughs and gasps for air becoming few and far between as he felt himself slowly losing consciousness not realising that these were his final moments. Not knowing that his final moments were with somebody he had considered a best friend, somebody that he had shared many laughs and drinks with, somebody he had confided in before. That same person being the one to take his life from him.

His body eventually became too weak to hold himself up as he fought to breathe, his arms giving in as he left himself fall to the floor completely, his breathing now a slight wheeze as his vision was completely blurred and eventually that was just it. He was gone. The fight was over and it was something he hadn't expected or even known was happening until it was. He wasn't attacked in the street or in his own home, there wasn't a fight that he could put up against, it was tactical and almost cowardly.

[emmelinehq]

emmeline had been looking down at her phone screen through extremely teary eyes. it had been such a shock to receive the text knowing that what she said to her therapist had the potential to become public knowledge. the woman felt it would make her look worse than she already did but if she was being honest with herself, her own lashing out was doing anyways. wiping away the tears from her face as she felt her chest physically tighten, she looked up from her phone and saw the other. "do you have anything you want to say to me?" she blurted out with little concern for onlookers.

@adrianamartinez

[maximoxaguilar]

@adrianamartinez

LOCATION: Near The Kissing Booth, Carnival Event

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐒. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 words clearly mean a hell of a lot more to him than they did to her. Max hadn't exactly made himself scarce when his eyes fell on Adriana kissing Scarlet -- but he certainly wasted no time locking lips with those who asked after that. If she could kiss other people, why couldn't he? He was tired of being everybody's secret. Tired of hiding in the background for the betterment of other people. It was about damn time he chose himself. And that was exactly what he decided to do when the other woman was near.

"Aren't you busy with Scarlet?" The words are blunt, with little emotion. Their fling or whatever it was to her had all started because of her own jealousy after all. Because someone else had wanted him. If the words stung, good.

[alarakucuk]

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥

trigger warnings: MURDER, DEATH, BLOOD, BEATING, SEVERE INJURY, KIDNAPPING, TORTURE

featuring: Miyeon, Jae, @carterthompson, @nadiaxkucuk, @marcusxshaw, @maximoxaguilar, @dallasparker, @adrianamartinez, @emmelinehq, @kiyanthompson, @lakeynxmccray, @mckennaford,

Alara didn’t know how she had ended up in the situation but she did. One minute she was serving Miyeon and her husband at verdure and then he returned the next day alone.Then he returned alone again and again, he would talk to her and make her laugh, he tipped her well not that she needed the money but he didn’t know that.One thing led to another and she was meeting him outside of work hours, they went for drives in his car and eventually on dates which ended with them back at quick stop motel. Once he felt confident in not being caught, those dates ended up back at his and Miyeon’s home. Alara was 25 years old when she found herself falling madly in love with a married man.

What broke her heart was when Miyeon came home early one day and caught the two of them together, she caught them in the act and all hell broke loose. A part of her was excited that they’d been caught, the thought entered her mind that maybe just maybe this is what needed to happen for him to be all hers. She was very wrong. Miyeon agreed that what had happened between the two of them would not leave this room today. She would walk out the door and that it would end here. For days, weeks and months after that she waited for him to get back in touch with her but it never happened. She was hurt, she was heart broken. Miyeon thought she saved Alara the embarrassment of the air getting out but all she caused for the younger girl was heartbreak. 

I could just… kill her. That was the line that slipped out of Alara’s mouth in a vent to her sister over the phone. The line that caused all of this to begin to happen. Something somebody usually said as a throw away comment but for Alara she truly meant it.

She knew if she was to do this then she had to surround herself with people she trusted. Her sister was a given but Carter was somebody she knew she could count on. He would do anything for her and that was something she needed right now. Somebody to aimlessly plan and execute what her and her sister wanted to do.

Lots of planning went into Miyeon’s death. Time and effort was put in just to get somebody on the inside with her. Once they were in though it seemed to move quickly and before she knew it she was standing in a room with Nadia and Carter as her sister pulled the trigger.That was how it’s done. A smirk creeped at the corner of her lips as she watched the life drain from Miyeon’s body almost instantly. Her eyes glued onto the woman who caused her all this pain. She looked over at Carter wide eyed with the same smirk still on her lips. She had a taste of the power and she loved it, she enjoyed the feeling. She felt a sense of control in her life again and she didn’t want it to end.

Jae however was different. There was no real motive behind him. Her supposed best friend. Miyeon’s cousin. A person that was easy to infiltrate. She knew his schedule, she knew where he would be and she knew he wouldn’t see it coming. It was easy. This time it was her turn. She would make the final blow and she would feel that same power all over again but this time more intensely. Removing her mask before putting an end to his suffering gave her the thrill she was seeking. The look on his face as he asked her why. Just because. She would then go on to play the best friend who was heart broken. Sure, some days she thought about it and how they could have picked anybody. It was a little weird without him by her side but this was just the beginning of something much bigger for the group. The legion.

Dallas Parker. Another that should have been an easy target. Carter’s best friend. Alara wasn’t all too fond of her anyway, something about her got under her skin. She should have been an easy target. Alara did most of the beating and she left Carter to finish the job.. Something she shouldn't have done. The blonde got away. Their first fuck up.

Marcus Shaw. Somebody who seemed so pure. Somebody who wanted to seem as though they were doing the town a favour. Why should he know every aspect of everyone? Histrionic Personality Disorder he had in his notes for her. What the fuck even is that? She had poured her heart out to him in her sessions, told her how heartbroken she was over the fact she would never see Miyeon’s husband again and all he got from that was she had an issue with not being the center of attention? Of course she did not like that. Taking him out was almost too easy, though she didn’t have the final blow for this one. That was her sister. She got to hear him cry out and beg when Carter beat him over the few days they had him though and that was music to her ears. Marcus was the magic number three which now gave them their serial killer title.

Max Aguilar. Another mistake. Somebody who shouldn’t have got away but did. If he was a little tougher than Marcus, he put up a fight from the start. That was the second fuck up.

Of course the anonymous tip came around. That was Alara and Nadia. Emmeline was an obvious target for this trick up their sleeve, she happened everything to them on a plate. Ana was easy to rope into this with Marcus and Max’s involvement, the fact she had left her now dead husband for a year also making this so much easier for them. Everybody really did hand them everything on a silver platter. Kiyan however, was a little more tricky but his constant bickering in the forum fell nicely in the palm of their hands. This was a more tactical approach from Nadia and Alara considering Carter kept fucking it up. This was their attempt at getting him to focus on the task at hand but it did backfire temporarily. He had his little tantrum and decided he was going his separate way.

Lakeyn was just another one who was easy to target. Somebody to play around with. What was a little ‘attempted murder’ to send a message at this point?

Mckenna Ford. This was one that hurt Alara the most. This was truly one that was not planned and she saw something she shouldn’t have. In a moment of panic Alara found herself acting without thinking and that was all it took for Mckenna’s life to be cut short. She was one that Alara found herself shedding a tear for. At this point Alara had invited Emmeline to stay at her place in an attempt at making herself seem sweet, a way of making her seem kind and off the radar for people. This partnered with her cousin living with her too was a recipe for disaster surely? Alara had to think fast and that meant calling up her sister and Carter, of course Carter agreed and that was all it took to pull him back in. With Emmeline out for an hour while she went to Ormond’s and Aylin at work this gave them a short time slot to fix the mess Alara had made. The girl could hardly think straight and wasn’t much use. Most would think by the fourth kill it wouldn’t have an effect on her but Mckenna wasn’t planned. It was a moment of panic for her. Mckenna was too good of a person to fall victim to her hands but she did. Somehow they managed to pull it off and they got away with it.

“Nadia Kucuk, Alara Kucuk and Carter Thompson, you are under arrest for the murders of Miyeon Kang, Jaehyun Lee, Marcus Shaw and Mckenna Ford and the attempted murders of Dallas Parker, Maximo Aguilar and Lakeyn McCray. We can do this the easy way or the hard way….”

There was no way Alara would just hand herself over easily. She was standing at the booth when all hell broke loose and she knew she had to make a run for it. Running through the carnival to try and find her sister and Carter she had to somehow slow down the police who were chasing her on foot. That’s when the knife she had on her came into play as she grabbed both Kit and Percy along the way, the knife sliding in so effortlessly without a care for the damage she would be causing as she continued on foot in an attempt to escape.

She was eventually caught as she was cut off at all angles by the police, she was forcefully pushed to the ground as they cuffed her and dragged her up and onto her feet. Her sister in her view as she watched her hold Mallory close to her. She had never been prouder as she watched her speech, watched her tell them exactly what this town was and the people in it. A smile on her face, a grin as she watched the chaos around them unfold. They had done this, this was all them. The town had been in the palm of their hands for months.

The only time Alara had felt sadness was the moment she watched her sister killed in front of her eyes. Something they knew was possible going into all of this but still it caused her to scream out for her sister. How dare they. Watching her sister fall to the ground caused her to once again try to fight against them, she tried to pull away, break free. She couldn’t escape their grip so when she was put into the police car it was a waiting game. She couldn’t get free, not without help at least. Her sister had promised her that nothing would happen to the two of them. She had promised. 

The police may have caught her, killed her sister and captured Carter but unfortunately for Hidehill there was always a plan. The shadows of Hidehill are always one step ahead. 

Alara Kucuk escaped the fairground.

“We have been informed that Carter Thompson, Alara Kucuk, and Nadia Kucuk are confirmed as the shadow of Hidehill. Carter Thompson has been taken into police custody and will await trial if pleading not guilty. While Alara Kucuk has been reported as having escaped at the fairgrounds. Bringing us to Nadia Kucuk, who has met their fate at the hands of the police in a shootout with a hostage. The hostage, Mallory Goldmann, also reported to be deceased as well. Our thoughts with her family tonight.”

[reagandunne]

REAGAN 📲 ADRIANA | @adrianamartinez

Reagan: hello, ana. just texting to check up on you. how are you doing? Reagan: if there's anything you need me to help you with, just give me a call, ana, alright?

[eladcmir]

@adrianamartinez location: coffee stop

"You really just couldn't help yourself, could you?" Already, she felt the deep pinch of regret in the pit of her stomach, but upon seeing Ana by the coffee stop, something akin to rage had steamrolled its way right over her usual logical thought. "It wasn't enough that you fucked around on Marcus, you had to do the same to Max too?" In truth, that wasn't where her anger lay. It rot and festered beneath the very real truth that everyone Ana seemed to grow close to, ended up dead and she continued to do as she pleased. "It's a little predictable, don't you think, Adriana?"

[scarsantiagx]

˙ ˖ ✶ Ana

"Are you seriously still mad at me for falling for your brother? I really tried my best to not give into those feelings, but I've...I've had them for years and I like the way I feel when I'm with him." @adrianamartinez

[brodymartinez]

closed: @adrianamartinez

event: Harrison's surprise birthday - on the back porch

Armed with two beer bottles in one hand and a slider in the other, Brody headed outside to meet his sister. He'd been doing all he could to avoid her since their last fight, and wasn't in a mood to start up again while he was riding such a high. He hoped a peace offering in the form of a beer would be enough to placate her. After a bit of searching, he found Ana on the back porch watching the partygoers chase each other on the lawn. "Yo, this house is too damn big, took me ages to find you. Beer?"

[saccharinexvenom]

🎂😖😓👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 (remi)

when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs?

remi was born on the 8th of april, making him an aries. he's thirty-six. he has no flipping idea what his sun, moon or whatever other mumbo-jumbo these kids come up with is. qualities of an aries that fit remi are that he's bold and ambitious, while also incredibly impatient. he will get frustrated easily if something isn't done quickly, or correctly. the ram is often associated with the golden fleece in greek mythology. the fleece is a symbol of authority and kingship. both of which are prominent aspects for remi. survival has always been on his mind since he was young, and acquiring leadership of the ghost riders mc would solidify him with that sense of kingship.

is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

he is more introvert than extrovert. heavily so. for he detests the idea of small talk, and much of what others prefer in social gatherings. though he also doesn't mind standing out in a crowd, nor interacting when the need is there. no, he doesn't let people in easily. if at all. there's only a very small group of individuals that have broken through his thick exterior. even some of the ghost riders haven't yet earned themselves a place in his ' inner circle '.

is your oc open-minded or stubborn? are they inquisitive or do they prefer to keep to their bubble of knowledge?

oh, remi is absolutely. without a doubt. stubborn as all hell. but he can be open-minded when he needs to be. especially when it comes to matters of the mc. he'll take into account the opinions and views of the others. but he often finds most of them clueless. he's inquisitive. especially with all that has happened, and is still happening to the city. he prefers his own matters to remain his own. though he's curious about the matters of others. specifically matters that he could use to his own benefit.

how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

within his immediate family is his mother and siblings ; younger brother and sister. beyond that is his father, who remained back in ireland. on his mother's side, he has one aunt and one uncle by blood. then another aunt and uncle by marriage. of them, he has five cousins. two boys and three girls. both of his grandparents are deceased. on his father's side, he has three uncles by blood. then two aunts by marriage. of them, he has three cousins. two boys and a girl. none of which he has met. his grandfather is alive, but his grandmother is deceased. of his family, remi is not close with any of them. he hasn't spoken to his father since he originally left ireland. and he hasn't spoken with his mother since he joined the ghost riders when he had barely become an adult. he'd say that the mc is his found family. specifically oxana ( @lcdyinlecther ). then there is ella ( @ellaxmcretti ), who he views as his little sister. someone that he feels the need to protect. and finally, there is adriana ( @adrianamartinez ). who he also views as his sister. though she annoys the HECK out of him on the daily.

[maximoaguilar]

@adrianamartinez

LOCATION: Ana's home, the baby shower, her front porch

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 come. A day that he had been looking forward to, but now found himself trudging in the direction of her doorstep as if to the beat of a somber march in his head. Sasha and Kit had been taking good care of him, keeping him upright when all he wanted to do was hide. Hide beneath his sheets until they swallowed him whole. Even still, they smelled like her. Even if it really had been a lie, even if it had been so easy for her to break the promises she made to him -- he had a right to be here. To show his face, for his daughter and the friends who had come to celebrate beside him.

Thankfully, those closest to him knew that he wanted to minimize his time around her and had stepped in to help with set up in his place. As he rings the doorbell, he adjusts on his feet as he wonders what to do. What to say. Does he run? No, of course he doesn't. He must remain dormant if he is going to be there for his child. His child. The person who was the most innocent in all of this. And so, he can do nothing but rap his knuckles against the door, robotic and numb. On a day that both of them had been waiting for.

But then, she opens the door. And suddenly, the rest of the world fades away and the chatter behind her becomes muffled and muddy.

"Hey." He finally chokes out. "We.. we need to talk. You at least owe me that."