#bc i find the web lame as hell

[afklancelot]

i may not listen to the actual podcast but now every time i see the words “tape recorder” in the tmagp transcript i get heart-eyed over it

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

(chaotic-guinea-pig's main here!!)

Hiya fellow Style fanfic author, tell us which of your fics you're most proud of, and why :]

Oh my goodness HI and DUDE YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW STOKED I AM TO SEE THIS ASK!!!

I have so much out there but RAPID FIRE:

• How We Began -my magnum opus lmfao. Sot Style slowish burn, them being massive losers for each other, eventual love confessions and soooo much fantasy hurt/comfort. No war, just an elf king and an injured human ranger falling for each other (self indulgent as hell I wrote exactly what I wanted to read lmao)

•And Send It Soaring -a little TFBW oneshot with plenty of Toolshed (my beloved) panicking over Kite nearly dying on a mission. I loooove this one.

•Broken Bottles From Apartment 2 - man I know I never stfu abt OrangeJuiceVerse but this is the story that TRULY solidified that universe for me despite it being later on down the chronological timeline and I’m so attached to it. Domestic style, creek, Tweek angst, and healing arcs because when you’re at rock bottom, there’s nowhere to go but up. Sober king Stan too UGH he’s my baby and I loved contrasting between Tweek and Kyle’s perspectives.

• The Webs In The Rafters - so this one’s WEIRD and surrealist and the darkest shit I’ve ever written so it wasn’t super popular, but the people who were into it were INTO it (the comments to kudos ratio is hilarious) personally I’m a sucker for dark Cryle with Style endgame, badass Kenny, and the whole damn gang being there. Spider analogies, Bunnyyyy, prophetic Tweek, ranch foreman Stan, something sinister under the surface, Putting Kyle In Situations, Evil Craig, it’s a wild ride and it’s inspired by a dream I had lol.

• 5 Stages -another ojv oneshot w some Angry Kyle when our two favorite losers slip in the shower while tryna get ~spicy~ lmfao also Moose the cat I love Moose (I will never in my life stop giving Kyle some kind of chronic ailment)

• And The Lightning Cracks The Sky - I almost like this one MORE than HWB like this fic is my BABY!!! We got Smokejumper/Firefighter Stan, fae prince Kyle, LITTLE MERMAID ASS PLOT (I fucking love this one jesus) the gangs all there, Kenny and Stan being roommates, mutual pining, injury, humor, magic and shapeshifting, evil Cartman, falling in love like awkward losers; when I say this story has been finished for a hot min and I’m still thinking about it.

• I’ll Take It To Mine -the main four boys doing stupid shit, minor injuries (I have problems) THE SBFS, teenage love confessions, just them being hilarious and simps in this one.

• Give You Every Second I Can Find -deadass Stanley Down Bad Marsh trying to execute a cheesy promposal for Kyle and it fails bc his dumbass gets hurt lmao he’s so lame id die for him.

So those are some of my faves THANK YOU WITH ALL MY SOUL FOR THIS ASK AAAAA

[we-rate-tmnt]

Give us the Donatellos!

Donnie is my favorite so Imma be super biased on this one. Maybe I like smart guys or maybe purple is my favorite color, you’ll never know!

Up first, the og ‘hehe turgle’

Donatello (1987)

Yeah I’m sorry for making this 

First of all, not the biggest fan of his voice. It has a bit of a whiny quality to it, and I’m not about all that jazz. His gismo’s look pretty lame a lot of the times, either it’s a grey box with some buttons, dials and flashing lights or looks like it was pulled directly from Lost in Space. Still a cute design but he felt pretty bland and seemed to be used for plot convenience most of the time. To put it simply, he was cute and essential but kinda bland. I’m always really harsh on this version because it’s so painfully dated and cheesy, which ain’t my cup of tea, but what can I say be hehe turgle.

5/10

I had a crush on this Donnie so you know that this is not remotely close to a fair rating but eh, I love him and yall do too

Don (2003)

His voice, such a huge improvement. I’m really sound-oriented and I often like to play a game of ‘I’ve heard the VA before, but which role?’ when I watch cartoons and I don’t mean to brag, but I’m pretty good at it. So when I heard that soft, caring voice, ten year old me was head over heels. Which is one quality I love about him. His heart is so huge, like I can think back to a bunch of side characters and most of them were introduced through Don helping or knowing them. The Atlantians and the homeless in the show owe so much to Don, but he goes out of his way to make sure that they are alright. In the last season (which everyone hated but I actually really liked so fuck me I guess), Splinter is lost into tiny pieces across the web and Don blames himself and goes without sleep and food for days to bring him back. It broke my heart, and I’m pretty sure a lot of others, to see him like that.

On a lighter note, I vaguely remember this one scene where the triceration dude is like ‘you did this!’ and Don’s like ‘I did? Good for me then.’ and had a very pleased grin on his face right after. I don’t know why, but that killed me. Bless Don and his rare, but excellent, comebacks.

He really does so much and there were quite a few episodes focused on him. He also had quite a bit of character development, not as much as Leo, but whoever gets any more development whatsoever besides Leo?

I love him he’s amazing protect him/10

Next up is the Donnie that helped me love my old gap tooth.

Donnie (2012)

Voiced by the very talented Rob Paulson, this Donnie goes back and forth from really great character to eh. The whole April thing was just kinda strange to me and I don’t really think it added anything other than some interesting Casey and Donnie banter. His crush was really strong the first two seasons and came off as stalkerish almost. Although I’m guilty of having a picture of a crush as my lock screen once as well, so I can’t judge that much. I really liked that they actually addressed this when Bigfoot had a crush on Donnie and he realized how April felt. Yeah, that episode was weird and just didn’t make any sense, but it really helped Donnie gain a new perspective and made him go from super crush to (mostly) hidden pining. He has a nice design as well, especially with the gap tooth. I used to have one and was really embarrassed of it but whenever I saw that Donnie had one, I thought it looked neat and I started to see myself in a more positive light. It’s closed up now, but I can still spray water between the little bit that’s left as a parlor trick. But seriously, what the FUCK was up with Don visiososoos whatever tf his name I I don’t understnad my tiny brain don’t understand why my purple boy tried to kill this dude who looked like he should’ve been wearing a red jumpsuit in the background of a pixar robot love story. Anyway, my tall gap tooth son, ily.

7/10

Then, the barely changed but fantastic

Donnie (Heroes in a Half Shell: Blast to the Past)

Baby but Bastard at the same time purely because of the ‘Anyone who bothers me, ejector seat button’s right there’ line. 

10/10

Now this version has one of my favorite designs out of all the Donatello’s!

Donatello (2014/2016)

They put a lot of thought into his design psychically, the long body, the near-constant look of surprise and curiosity in his features, the gadgets made of common objects, the wraps on his arms, I would love to be able to think of and make those kinds of details! It was all really well thought out and he stood out since he wasn’t as bulky as the rest of the turtles. I really like the little lines and the actor did a fantastic job on the delivery and really made the character come to life. Some favorites: ‘Ohmygod, they have guns’, the little awed, snorty chuckle when he flips a car over with his bo staff, ‘doitdoitoitdoit im not gonna stop til you do it doditdoit’ and when he straight up yeets himself out of a plane. He has a genuine curiosity in everything he does and I think he might be my favorite version. It’s hard to choose when it comes to Donnie because he varies so wildly. But for detail, voice and writing alone, definitely the 2014 Donnie.

8.5/10

Next up is God himself

Donnie (2018)

Chaotic as all hell, like I can’t think of a more chaotic character from ANY of the versions other than this Donnie. I have a lot of thoughts about his character in general, from design, to psychology and complexes. First and foremost, Donnie is a softshell turtle, meaning he has a DOPE battle shell and overall looks pretty damn neat. Although, I think that just the fact he’s biologically weaker has caused him to put up a lot of boundaries between him and his family and friends. He can’t be incredibly strong like Raph, agile like Leo or fast like Mikey and even though he brags about being smart, he feels almost beneath his brothers and strives to outdo them in any way he can. He wants to show them that he’s just as, if not more so, talented and feels overlooked because his inventions become ‘too smart’ or ‘too over the top’ and even the ones that work out incredibly well are written off for flashier projects. 

He depends on technology and feels like that's all he has, and (ironically enough) he’s built up a shield around him. He acts confident and narcissistic and has an almost nihilistic outlook, but he’s frustrated and feels inferior and wants validation more than anything. I came up with this theory when I saw the episode Turtle Dega Nights. I know that the scene was meant for Donnie to express how he feels about Splinter lying about the event and believe that he didn’t genuinely want to hang out with his sons, but that kind of thing feels like it’s been built up over time, like he’s been lied to before about the true meaning behind something. Something like, oh idk, how great his inventions are? Or how helpful he really is? Or how talented he is? Just sayin. Also ngl I might be self projecting a bit, but mmm. Also he has so much purple on him and it’s wayyy more accurate compared to just a purple bandanna bc people who like purple GO ALL OUT. A friend told me this and I thought ‘nah thats not true I like purple’ but then I looked down to find my dyed purple jeans, purple vans and my favorite hoodie, also purple. A really chaotic version but he seriously needs a hug.

9/10

Storytime: One time my friend dressed up as Donnie the same year I was dressing as April O’ Neal and we didn’t even plan it. It was fantastic.

Thank you so much for sending this in! Sorry it’s taking me so long to get around to these! I’m so glad you guys are liking my blog and my opinions!

[solarune]

meet me on the rooftop

pairing: mark lee x reader

genre: fluff, best friends to lovers is implied at the end i guess, college au, spiderman au

warnings: wasn’t sure if i should put fem!reader or not bc it’s implied that reader has long hair that gets into their face at one point but not everyone that identifies as a girl has long hair and people that don’t identify as a girl have long hair so like??? pls let me know if i made the right decision lol

word count: 1,979

a/n: i listened to the soundtrack for “into the spider-verse” while writing the last 1/3 of this lmao. i was actually going to name this “let go” after the song by beau young prince (but decided against it bc i didn’t think it fit) on the soundtrack so listen to that song while reading this if you’d like? also this happened because of @retro-milk‘s spider-man!mark au and a drawing of spider-man!mark i saw on twitter

Mark smirks underneath his mask as he watches the bank robbers squirm underneath the webbing, their boots scuffing against the brick wall of the bank’s entrance as they beg him to let them go. Just as he’s about to reply, police sirens cut him off, their red, white, and blue lights lighting up the street around him, and Mark takes that as his signal to leave. With a mocking salute and a “See you fellas later,” he makes his way down the street, shooting a web to the roof of an office building and taking off just as the first police car arrives. Mark can’t help but let out a whoop of joy as he swings from building to building, the various noises of Seoul’s nightlife the soundtrack to his next destination. 

After Mark’s long and exhausting week, he definitely needed tonight to let off some steam, especially after the psychology midterm he took in the afternoon. He had studied all week long, gotten a total of maybe 6 hours of sleep in the past 2 days, but the second he read the first question of the exam, he felt his mind go blank. Mark was frustrated to say the least, so tonight’s victory was a much-needed pick-me-up and a great outlet to let go of everything.

He lets his mind wander as his body moves on autopilot, the route to his destination so well-known to him that he could probably get there with his eyes closed (he wouldn’t dare try that though because knowing his luck, he’d run face-first into a lamppost). His feet touch down on concrete, footsteps silent as he lets go of the web and takes in the sight before him: graffiti on the wall to his left, pigeon poop covering the abandoned wooden crates to his right, and the city of Seoul in front of him. Mark makes his way to the wall in front of him, slowly sitting down with a sigh as he takes everything in and takes off his mask.

He tries to not come to the rooftop of your apartment building too often for fear of getting caught, specifically by you, but he just couldn’t help himself tonight. He knows that he’s running a big risk, that you enjoy your alone time on the rooftop—stargazing while listening to one of your many playlists—that for all he knows, you could be there right now. But being there reminds him of simpler times. Before college, before he was Spider-Man, before things got so complicated and the world was black and white rather than various shades of grey. It reminds him of when you and him were still in high school and he would follow you up the fire escape to the roof. You would lie down on the cold concrete and look up at the stars and talk about anything and everything; your pasts, the weird kid in your geography class, how scared you were of what college would be like. Things were a lot easier back then.

Or maybe they just felt easier because you were always with him. Mark found you very comforting, which isn’t surprising considering you’re his best friend. The two of you balance each other out really well and had been inseparable since the 2nd grade when Mark moved to Korea from Canada; hell, you were one of the reasons Mark even became Spider-Man in the first place. Even now, with college consuming every minute of your lives, you and Mark still make time for each other. Because that’s what best friends do. But Mark is tired of being your best friend, is tired of constantly having to push down the confession that’s on the tip of his tongue every time he sees you. He wants to give you the world but he supposes that protecting the one you live in is good enough for him for now.

As he’s staring at the N Seoul Tower off in the distance, Mark hears quiet footsteps behind him and he scrambles to put his mask back on, cursing loudly at himself in his head. It’s only September, when the nights are still warm, of course someone would be on the roof. He turns around to see who it is while simultaneously planning his escape in his head, but freezes when he sees that it’s you. You stop in your tracks, your right hand fidgeting with the hem of his your old high school shirt and your left hand lifted up to him as if to show that you mean no harm.

The two of you stare at each other for what feels like minutes, neither of you wanting to break the silence, but eventually you gather enough courage to ask, “Are you okay?”

Mark is taken aback at that; of all questions you want to ask him, you ask if he’s okay? “U-Uh, I… What?” he stutters out, not completely sure what you mean by that. Judging by the indentations on your cheek, he guesses that you had been asleep for around half an hour, which means you had been on the roof for an hour and a half before falling asleep. There was no way you would know about Spider-Man stopping a bunch of bank robbers only a few miles from your apartment. So there’s no way that you would know he’s hurt.

He sees you bite your lower lip and can’t help but smile softly at that, his eyes never leaving your face as yours look down at your feet. “S-Sorry, you were just… sighing a lot? But the sad kind of sigh, and also the exhausted kind, so I just thought I should ask because, well, when am I ever going to get another chance to talk to Spider-Man, you know?”

He can’t help but laugh at your rambling, the tightness in his chest easing up at your words and your presence. “I’m okay,” Mark nods, thanking God that he remembered to turn on the voice distortion. He wasn’t quite ready to have that talk with you yet. “It’s just been a long week. School’s been kicking my ass, I haven’t been getting a lot of sleep—you know, the regular college student type of stress.” He finishes his explanation with a shrug, mentally pushing down the stress when his mention of school makes him think about his psychology exam. “I had a psychology exam today and I didn’t do that great on it.”

You nod at his explanation, slowly walking over to sit next to him on the ledge. You sit far enough away to maintain a respectable distance but still close enough where he could smell the faint scent of the oil you put in your hair after you shower. “I feel that,” you chuckle, your hands clenching into fists where they rest on your thighs. “I had an exam today too, in my biology class, and I just completely bombed it.” (Mark has to stop himself from asking about your exam when you say that, his confusion as to why you told him earlier today that you thought you did fine almost giving away his identity.) You shake your head a bit and laugh to yourself quietly, letting out a sigh before looking up at him with a small smile. “My best friend Mark also had an exam in his psychology class today. He looked sad when I met up with him for coffee when we were both done with classes so I didn’t pry.”

A comfortable silence falls over the two of you, Mark looking up at the sky and just beginning to wonder whether or not he should leave, whether or not it was even a good idea for him to be there in the first place, when you break the silence. “Can I ask you something?”

Mark looks over at you, his hand twitching when the cool breeze sweeps a couple of strands of your hair in front of your face. “You technically just did,” Mark jokes, his suit’s voice distortion making him sound a lot more confident than he felt. “But yeah, go ahead.”

You roll your eyes at his lame joke, huffing out a laugh before looking up at the sky. “How can you tell when someone is keeping something from you?” Mark freezes at that, every hair on his body standing straight up as he looks at you. “It’s just…” you begin, taking the hero’s silence and stare as a request to elaborate. “Mark hasn’t been himself lately. He hasn’t been sleeping, he seems really on-edge about everything, and sometimes… sometimes I even see cuts and bruises on him. And I try to ask him what’s going on, if he’s in some sort of trouble, but he always says that I shouldn’t think about it, that it’s nothing to worry about. But that’s ridiculous because of course I’m going to worry and think about it—I’m his best friend, first of all, and second of all, I’m already thinking about him half the time because I’m in love with him, but that’s an entirely different story.”

Mark jumps up at that, his feet hitting the concrete hard enough to make his teeth rattle, but he barely notices as he stares at you. “You’re what?” he asks in disbelief. You are in love with him? With Mark Lee, the boy who, to this day, still hasn’t found a way to make his heart stop beating so fast whenever he hears you laugh, who blushes whenever you tease him, who feels like he’s going to faint whenever the two of you so much as brush shoulders?

“I know, I know,” you reply while shaking your head. “I’m in love with my best friend, super lame. No need to tell me that, all of my friends already do on a daily basis.”

“No,” Mark disagrees, briefly wondering if you’re able to hear how loud and fast his heart is beating because that’s almost all he can hear at this point. “It’s cute actually. Like something out of one of those teen romance movies you find on Netflix, you know?” You laugh at that and Mark sits down beside you once again, a little bit closer this time. “And as for Mark, it sounds like he just doesn’t want to worry you. Since you and him have been best friends for so long, he probably knows that there are things that you’re worrying about too and he just doesn’t want to add to that,” he explains, finding courage from the mask and suit on his body to confide in you (whether or not you actually know it’s him). “You just need to trust him. I’m sure he’ll tell you whatever it is when he’s ready.”

Nodding at his words, you look out at the city once more, finding a new love for it in that moment. “Can I ask you one more thing?” You see him nod out of the corner of your eye and continue, a smile appearing on your face as you say it. “If this whole superhero thing doesn’t work out for you, can you keep trying to help people somehow? Because you’re really good at it.”

He can’t help but let out a loud laugh at that, the two of you standing up at the same time as the conversation comes to an end. Mark turns his back to the city lights, looking at you as he stands on the ledge. “I’ll try,” he agrees. With that, he takes a step back and falls off the roof, thrusting his arm out and shooting out a web as he begins his journey home. He smiles to himself when he hears you yell out, “Goodnight, Spider-Man,” letting out a whoop as he lets go of a web, closing his eyes as he falls before releasing another one.

[convndrums]

here the FAWK she ( the semi-finished masterlist of all my characters ) is ! took way too long but hopefully as you proceed to click on the linque below you’ll know why smh but yep ! i’ll be adding their pages on my account when i’m done with them soon i hope and maybe come back with a bunch of connections for each character but for now this is all i got & smash this like or im me for plots i’d love to get on those finally xx

reintroducing amanda wheeler;  intro & info page.

queen of irony. rich post- faux country gal who’s a loud homosexual and writes hetero fics/has an indie het smut for the absolute shits and giggles. dates a married woman she’s utterly in love with and will pull the life support cord for. said to be possessed by a possessed flapper. cute and knows it even though she looks like a republican. socially open & everywhere. morally grey.

reintroducing imogen yates; intro & info page. ( tw violence )

the grey area between your mom friend and your drunk aunt. happily vegan & owns a vegan restaurant called the fork, alt. the vegan cult’s lair. won’t kill you, but will convince you she really wants to. local brat tamer. minds her business via minding others. clashed head-first into nature’s very own reset button: amnesia. used to be satan and traumatized everyone. disgustingly active and accomplishing.

reintroducing ethan holland; intro & info page. ( tw suicide )

he is a sk8r boi, she said see ya later boy ( and meant it. they’re dating now. hey lourdes ! ) a nice person, so nice he doesn’t realize how fake he sounds/is. a certified headass. previously a bully/bully enabler, current guilty fuck. #torn. does the most for his loved ones. doesn’t remember his own birthday. googled foot fetishes once. trolls stan twitter with his fake selena gomez stan account when tumblr crashes. burned a sue of cide note with his name scribbled on it.

reintroducing sebastian miller; intro & info page ( tw violence )

kazimer sokolov whom. russian ex-cult member well-adjusted into a mundane life via lies, a fake canadian accent he’s ‘trying to get rid of’, being a twilight saga aficionado and a dickwad, a lame record store and a tumblr blog to keep himself sane by maintaining a general aesthetic and shitting on people and every discourse out there. knives/books sniffer. allegedly fucked a moose. probably kinkshames as a way to deal with his own “kinks” aka please keep the dead bodies away. ( im kidding i swear but [redacted] )

reintroducing prudence zima; intro & info page ( tw death )

parents died in a fire when she was two months old and it shows. idolizes avril lavigne & her favorite movie is lords of dogtown for aesthetics references. dude. social leech or effortless networker ? both. remains in her lane regardless. cry-types probably. here for a good time, not a long time. steals your stash and smokes you out with it. avid dick connoisseur. minimum effort lifestyle. either on her way to become a manager of some one hit wonder band that finds it’s demise in a freak accident, a drug dealer or god forbid, a guidance counselor; depends. mild cool girl syndrome. 

reintroducing jennifer meade; intro & info page ( tw death, violence and abuse )

bi/pussy muncher and proud misandrist, first and foremost. remembers killing her brother very fondly. the one girl in a room to call when you want to kill a bug and you’re relieved until she kills it with her bare hand. tops. unstable & chaotic evil, respectively. the ginger devil. biased and has her minion whom she invests a great deal of her time in brain washing and obsessing over. supposedly here to make amends but that’s not happening any time soon.

reintroducing margot williams; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

deserves better. very gay. all her friends are heathens xtra, take it slow. corrects typos in the gc. a nerdy editorial assistant daydreaming about publishing houses instead of the magazine she works for. lowkey shy and she’s angry about it. goes off if she must. jacks off to #knowledge and yuri anime. helps with homework and essays and takes the kids out. deadpan because we’re original but she swears it’s just the face & unresolved trauma. stans her therapist. unofficial older sister.

reintroducing chandler accardi; intro ( re-written ) & info page

needs to do better. dropped out of college for culinary school then dropped out of that too. was engaged to an absolute goddess he ultimately wronged ( with her damn best friend, bitch disgostin* ) and got kicked out to the curb. currently residing in the couch of his sister until things are resolved. thot-by-default & annoying. has like three ( 3 ) redeeming qualities. has never been told to shut up and it shows. works at buzzfeed.

reintroducing abel gautier; intro & info page

french and “confused”. lives a minimalist n’ expensive life. if american psycho & french kiss were the same movie. wine sniffer. the devil bakes croissants. will watch you die. takes grudges to the afterlife. gets attached but either ruins it or ruins it to spare everyone, himself included. falls in love a lot but knows how to calm the fuck down. very giving, fortunately. manipulative but isn’t too wild about bending everything to his will. 

reintroducing simini gale; intro & info page ( tw abuse, violence & mental illness )

token white actress & character in rosie’s show. [ britney vc ] its me.... against dissociation. a loud mess with an intense mental state and anger issues dulled out by her prescribed meds and whatever pill she got in the bottom of her manager’s purse. dependent and distraught about it. grocery shopping for garbage food and attending comedy stand up shows half drunk as a hobby. stable ? where. very nice and super flighty. heels are hot. wishes she could fight someone without feeling the urge to actually fight someone. 

reintroducing calvin o’shea; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

it’s not just the depression more than the incredible self hatred. walks into rooms with his bad energy, grumpy mood and cunty attitude. graduated college just to shut his dad up. wants to die harder than edward cullen. just doesn’t give a shit. has a baby named freddie mercury ( also known as the antichrist, with alanis, his mortal literal enemy whom he absolutely despises and will not hesitate to put his dick back in again lbr ) who will probably grow up to talk shit about his parents whom he also mentioned in his tell-all book on ellen. works at his family’s bookstore that sucks the life energy out of college students nearing a mental breakdown.

reintroducing isabel pavia; intro & info page ( tw drug use )

contemporary dances her feelings away. too ambitious for her own good but knows what she’s doing. in a goth ass secret society ( here ) a.k.a her new found purpose. knows everything eventually. oddly trustworthy. doesn’t know what speaking loudly is, let alone yelling. loves the moon & has that moon app. had to take painkillers when she twisted her ankle very badly and would take them for a while for stress and performance reasons, but has stopped. a quiet angel. 

reintroducing anastasia zeller; intro & info page

ambitious/multi-talented asshole. horror trash & an emotional/mental maze which translates well into her weird works on no sleep reddit and current horror comedy podcast. ( click here for info ). needs a therapist according to a friend, whom she dropped for saying that. will bite your head off. obsessed with her works to an unhealthy point. would love to establish a company and stuff out of it and is working on that. healthy relationships are a semi-foreign concept.

reintroducing morgan booker; intro & info page ( tw death )

vape-curious and takes photos of ghost towns and abandoned-everythings because #vision. had a roadtrip phase like the fake deep idiot he is. morally grey. genuinely here for a good laugh and spreading joy in the form of hover-friendships and taking lit candids of his friends. knows shit and comes off as a creep sometimes but does he really care. knows your mom’s name. lives in a disused hospital bc he’s marinating on that aesthetic. 

reintroducing bowie harmon; intro & info page ( tw drug use & abuse )

part of a duo in a web series as the anxious n’ cackling mess. showcases her depressión & anxieté by her colorful wigs n’ new hair dyes. painful receptionist at a tattoo parlor. recovering addict who advocates for drug use. thinks tattooing a ruler on someone’s dick one day would be the peak of her accomplishments as a tattoo artist. daily bad decisions. “ it’s complicated. ” when asked about literally any relationship she has with anyone in her life. traumas include her failed singing career. an ex viner-by-association.

reintroducing shaheen bin baz; intro & info page ( tw violence & mental illness )

the physical deception of going through hell in a short amount of time with zero mental durability to begin with during midterms. trigger-anxious. will shoot your toes off your foot if caught off guard. aided in criminal operations with the brilliance of his mind in codes. would not mind dying. seasons your food. waters his crops in his balcony garden. the grey area between a super laidback dude and a crackhead with violent tendencies. nearing a mental breakdown probably. 

reintroducing minka abbott-santos; intro & info page ( tw abuse )

defeats the evil stepmom stereotype one breath at a time. the human embodiment of a deer. gothic angel. alarmingly gets black swan. type to wake up to her staring at you from an armchair across the room, but lovingly, with a book she was reading in hand and two hot cups of tea; she was waiting to start the day with you. spooky until you get to know her and even more spookier when she’s ( note: calmly ) pissed but that’s extremely rare. gentle voice, soul and everything.

reintroducing reuben faulkner; intro & info page ( tw abuse & violence  )

rekt hell prince. lived in an amish community with his family until he got kidnapped away from home when he was seven into an awful living situation. doesn’t remember if the gas leak that happened five years later and killed everyone was his doing or not. knows where his real family is after months of tracking them down but. blood kink under investigation. shady bouncer at a shady club. has issues he has no care or time to diminish. fights for the shits and giggles. leaves texts at read. leaves you alone for your own good and his own sanity. 

reintroducing alexandra turunen;  info page

wants to do everything and be everything and doesn’t know what to do with herself ( read: post-graduation identity crisis ) currently investing in a motorcycle for no reason. essentially jobless. a “retired” kathryn merteuil who “outgrew” her cunning ways since highschool but really only found new socially destructive interests. appears to be self-possessed but she’s #shaken. doesn’t care about how well she presents herself anymore after getting rejected by four universities and refusing to accept her father’s offer to pull some strings to get her in one. sleeps a lot. 

reintroducing giuseppe del vecchio;  info page ( tw death & drug use  )

goes by pepe because well. son of italian oil peeps & is extra. said to be in a cult when all he’s in is this extra ass dining club that does the most for initiation ceremonies. ready to fall in love with you. goes to the king’s college in london and studies business & changes his minor way too often for everyone’s liking. into everything and will be down to do whatever. faux deep. mischievous shit. incredibly unbiased. had his rawrk n’ roll phase that died along with someone in a club literally. still has it but he knows god now & less drugs.

reintroducing kelian scott;  info page ( tw death & drug use  )

a father/father figure who tries™. runs a mechanic shop/chop shop because bad decisions and dire needs ( had his son to send to school and his daughter who passed away due to a disease he couldn’t afford to treat even after turning his shop into a chop shop. his wife then left him ). stares into the distance. wants the best for the kids but one of them is a junkie ( he doesn’t know yet ) and the other -- his niece -- is an orphan he’s worried about. thinks ahead 24/7. needs to pull out of this dull n’ depressing daily routine he has fallen into like the basic ass divorced dad he is. 

reintroducing sal presley;  info page

smexy trace & fingerprint detective. talks. the perfect illusion to bring home to your parents and friends. gets shit done which is both a good thing and a bad thing. looks calm, collected n’ well-rested but isn’t. his actual name is salvatore but no. knows how to mix drinks and more; used to showcase his multi-talented ass to make his ( currently ex ) fiancée look good now just himself. was engaged three times; two of those times with the same person. obsessive; gets into his job a little too intensely for no reason but #justice and maybe something else whom knows. loses sleep at least two nights a week as a habit at this point. has an extended family back home he misses occasionally. wishes he could calm down truly.