DARCY HARGROVE ; the basics. 

[ victoria pedretti, cis female. she + her. ] did you hear that darcy hargrove is currently living in charming, california? they’re a twenty-seven year old who have been in town for about twenty seven years and are a member of the devil’s disciples & owner of la luna. it’s known around town that they’re quite playful but can also be unpredictable. people in charming always say they’re reminded of darcy when thinking of sweet cherry coke, blood drenched combat boots, sweet vanilla dripping slowly into a tea cup, a swift one two punch quicker than lightning, ripped jeans and cropped tops with flannel shirts. @charmingextras

general full name:  darcy rebecca hargrove.  nicknames: darc.  age:  27.  date of birth:  10/20/1994 zodiac: libra gender:  cisfemale pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual 

physical hair color: brown eye color: blue height: 5′2″ weight: 105 lbs

personality morality: chaotic good ???  positive traits: charming,  patient, loyal, caring, passionate, creative, quick-witted.  negative traits: stubborn, calculating, manipulative, unpredictable, impulsive.  occupation: owner of la luna and member of the devil’s disciples.  skills: adaptable, strong, heavily combat trained, manipulative, quick-witted, tough. 

family parents: miriam and joel hargrove.  siblings: only child. 

tw: murder, tw: violence 

devil’s disciples’ royalty. that was what joel hargrove was to his first family. the man, originally france, he had traveled high and low with his parents and six younger siblings. his father was a military man who had taught joel everything he knew and told him to take pride in who he was: a hargrove. hargroves were smarter than smart, booksmart and intelligent, those who came to class to mark down every word and raise every question. question everything and give everything. joel hargrove took everything his father had taught him, and was born a natural leader, a man that was patient, yet stern - a man that could envelope you with his dark eyes and tell you where you stood. he was a man that needed no introduction and when he enlisted into the army, he knew he was making the right choice. 

the army was tough, but never tough enough to get to joel hargrove. he made lieutenant at an early age and from there, he took care of his people, because loyalty to joel was a number one thing. the man had even taken a bullet for one of his younger people and when he was sent home for an honorable discharge, it was a cute little nurse that had him by his heartstrings - and that was that. they settled in california, a place he could call home in 1980′s and the two were a couple that enjoyed all things art, boho, but most importantly, wanted to call the place they had moved to home. joel yearned for a place to belong and he did one night, when he stumbled into a bar off scene. 

it was a group of guys, some vets like him, that did their business and did it with style. there was a sense of belonging and after a few beers, joel himself got to talking too, about his upbringing, how strong, and well trained he was. they laughed, talking about how a frenchie could be tough, and when one guy threw a knife his way to catch, it was lightning speed and caught and thrown back with ease by joel. it took the guys all by surprise and made him more famous for his entry into the devil’s disciples. 

joel and miriam’s life seemed to be going well, and it was just one thing they wanted, more than anything: a child. 

darcy alessandra hargrove was born in october and from the moment joel and miriam hargrove looked at their little girl, they could tell how special she was. dark eyes and a smirk on her little face - she was special and from the day she was born, she was spoiled and given everything she could have ever dreamt of. the hargroves weren’t particularly wealthy - miram a nurse and joel opening up his own bar, la luna, but what she wanted, she got. 

darcy was quick-witted and playful from the time she was born, a mischievous look in her eye that no one could ever really pin down. she loved to control things, she loved to run circles around her teachers in school, causing a behavior problem to say the least. joel taught her how to question everything though - how to be tough, how to be the toughest of the tough, and darcy loved him for it. she loved her mother too - her nurturing way, and they were, by all means, a great family. 

darcy’s mischief always continued on though - always manipulative, impulsive, starting fights she knew she could win just to boast her power and what her father taught her. people knew darcy, but no one was her friend - she liked to stay by herself, a loner at heart. 

darcy was just about to apply to colleges when the worst thing imaginable happened: murder. darcy could still remember it like it was yesterday - coming home to her little blue house and seeing blood all over the walls. everything was out of place, everything was all over the place, and she moved into the kitchen to see her poor mother, throat slit, laying there in a puddle. 

there though, sprawled out on the ground as if he were trying to protect his wife, was joel hargrove, darcy’s hero and it hit darcy like none other. her two parents murdered in cold blood like that and for what reason? 

her father was a well liked, quite famous member of the devil’s and darcy couldn’t imagine why this had happened - what could have prompted this kind of violence, but it changed her world forever. 

instead of going off to college, darcy decided this: she would take over her father’s bar as owner, and with her impeccable training that her father taught her, join up at the devil’s disciples and keep the family name in line, to make him proud, but it’s hard to trust now, harder than before. 

darcy is quick witted, playful on the outside, chaotic, impulsive, but she is deathly loyal to the devils and doesn’t suffer fools. she would die for them, because she knows her father would too - she would do anything for them, but she knows one day she will find who killed her parents and why - and make the person suffer ten lifetimes for it too. 

meet your local aspiring veterinary nurse with the perfect resting bitch face!

gianna carter intro.

tw: domestic abuse. tw: murder mention.

born and raised in charming it was only when she was younger that she had any aspiration to leave town, gianna held a fascination for space, learning each of the planets, the cycles, the moons, and the stars surrounding them. her imagination held no boundaries and her dream one day was to work at nasa.

her backup plan had always been to work with animals, she loved them. some might even say she preferred the company of them more than she did her own peers.

as a kid she was bubbly, always wanting to be around her family, and nothing excited her more than the times she would stand and wait at the window all day for her brother to come home to visit during his early years in the army.

her mentality to be strong and thick skinned was heavily influenced by the admiration she had for her older brother and her father. she looked up to each of them in similar ways. cain was a hero and her dad was her hero. to the present day she enjoys keeping herself physically fit and whilst she may have a small physique she’ll throw a punch your way if she thinks you deserve it.

at sixteen she didn’t fall into the wrong crowd she fell into the wrong relationship. whilst she continued to stick her head down in school and attempt to meet her grades, she also foolishly fell “in love” ( ask her now and she’ll tell you she’s never been in love ).

tw from this point onwards

craig was five years older than her, he was charming, he was sweet, he was everything you’d want and more. they hit the year mark and his mom died, beaten to death by his dad, which the more he started to depend on gianna, the more she learnt his father did the same to him. craig turned to drinking, at first it was a little here and there, increasing to a lot and one day when she decided to hit a few home truths his way, he grabbed her by the throat and she passed out.

he was apologetic and she forgave him, his mom had just died, his dad was in prison, he didn’t mean it, right? wrong. the abuse became a small cycle over the last year of their relationship, he managed to twist the injuries onto her, telling her it was her fault and she believed him. she failed her exams because her motivation was nonexistent, she tried to study but nothing was registering. she thought she was worthless and she barely spoke about her suffering. she made out her relationship was fine, though the only true giveaway were her eyes, she no longer had that bubbly glint to her personality.

it was her mom she unwillingly turned to, gianna had been seen running her hand under cool water at home. she thought she was alone but her mom came through into the kitchen dropping a vase with a loud smash at the sight of her bruised, burned and bloodied hand. gianna doesn’t know what happened between finally letting everything be spoken out loud and after, but she never saw craig again.

the years she spent with craig shaped her distrusting and permanently onguard personality, the only people she can trust and really feel relaxed with are her family.

her mom was the one that gave her a careful nudge to retake her exams, telling her she knew the veterinary practice would be putting an ad out soon for trainees and claiming that her intelligent ana could retake her exams like a walk in the park and she did.

whilst she studied she managed to also do her work experience through the animal hospital, getting her foot in the door for when it was time to meet the requirements for her degree and that’s where she’s currently at in terms of work.

little snippets about her.

even now she adores space, it’s her perfect escape

her left hand is completely scarred, this is noticeable

she lives for bad jokes/puns

she has a telephone voice due to her work, even when she’s home and ordering a takeaway/answering the phone to someone she doesn’t know that voice just springs out

still lives with her mamma

as well as her main job/trainee position she’s a sever at agontino’s. 

she buys the now albums so if someone asks her why  (  one example of many  )  she’s got justin bieber on her phone she’ll use the oh must be on the now album. yes, she’ll buy a whole ass album to listen to one song instead of just buying that one song

she wants to join the devils as a prospect and in her spare time she bugs her big brother to give his blessing/be her sponsor

dislikes the wolves and everything they stand for

whilst she loves both cats and dogs, she’s more of a cat person

wanted connections:

a best friend -- someone she actually trusts and feels relaxed around

an unlikely friend -- someone she can’t help but like and doesn’t want to, perhaps they’re a wolves member? or it’s as simple as a  personality clash, chalk and cheese sorta thing

someone she’s bumped heads with -- they do not get along, this would have to be plotted out so it’s not far fetched

school friend/s

those are not the only connections i’m open to, so if you want something hmu!!

also she’s 26, forget to add her age. 

Hellooo all, I’m back with my second muse, Austin Monroe, and can’t wait to get some plots going for this guy! A Charming native and bartender at La Luna, he’s likely a friendly face you’ll see all around town. He’s also the younger brother of Devil’s Disciples member, CJ Monroe. He’s been out of town for the last few months, having been unexpectedly called away to Chicago to anxiously await the birth of his baby daughter. He never saw her coming. With the baby girl’s mother swept up in her drug addiction and forced to go to rehab, Austin is now the sole provider for his daughter— and he’s scared shitless. It’s going to take a village to raise his kid, and now he’s back in Charming, muddling his way through his new normal.

Check under the cut for more!

Trigger warning: drug use, child endangerment

Name: Austin Thomas Monroe

Nickname: N/A

Gender: Cis Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Age: 33

Birthday/Sign: February 4/Aquarius

Hometown: Charming, California

Occupation: Bartender at La Luna…and now full time dad.

 ancient history/abridged:

-Austin was born to Samuel and Melissa Monroe in the heart of Charming, California. Whether he was clipping his older brother’s heels just to keep up with him or gathered around the group of bikers that always seemed to congregate at their family home, Austin grew up surrounded by family. His childhood was warm and wholesome—and though the Monroes weren’t wealthy by any stretch, they more than made up for it with the love that permeated every inch of their home. Between his two siblings, his parents, and the Devil’s Disciples, Austin never had the chance to spend much time alone.

-It didn’t take him long to discover the rush that came with causing trouble. He spent most of his youth in hot water with his teachers and his parents—a consequence of following CJ’s lead. From the beginning, his older brother was his hero, his best friend, and he decided early on that he’d follow him anywhere—even into trouble. His school days, if he bothered to go, were defined by disciplinary action and detention. While other boys his age were learning how to throw the perfect split-finger fastball or pining for a chance to be quarterback of the football team, Austin was playing pranks on teachers or getting drunk and high behind the school playground.

-He dropped out of school when he was sixteen, much to his mother’s dismay. Academics weren’t his thing and never had been-- but people were. Austin craved human interaction. He loved getting to know people through their stories and the experiences that shaped them. It was that love for the human condition that ultimately led him to travel. He saved up money by waiting tables at Hale’s Diner for a few years and then hit the road at twenty-one, spending the next few years exploring the United States with a small group of friends—and experimenting with drugs. During his time on the road, Austin racked up a series of charges ranging from possession to driving under the influence—even assault.

-Austin’s world flipped on its axis when he was twenty-four and he learned that his father had been killed in a drive-by. Samuel’s death grounded him somewhat, and he returned to Charming at once—this time, to stay, and to be there for his family. Upon returning home, he worked hard to earn his GED, though he really had no plans for it. He just knew he needed to do something. Unlike his father and brother before him, Austin never desired to join the Devil’s Disciples. Ultimately, he was never responsible enough to wear a patch and his life was chaotic enough without the added stresses of being a member. Despite that, he considers the club family to this day, and can often be found hanging around the clubhouse or in the company of other members.

-He decided to start working at La Luna a year after returning to Charming, and he’s been there ever since.

-When he was thirty-one, his world was flipped upside down once again, but this time—in a whirlwind that’s left him breathless to this day. That summer, he met a woman he was convinced was the one. She was from Chicago, just passing through Charming—but somehow, Austin convinced her to stay. Initially, his affection was entirely unrequited, and the two were more like best friends, but he decided he’d rather have her in his life as a friend than to not have her at all.

-A year later, she finally decided to shoot her shot and the two of them began dating. Austin was over the moon—perhaps the happiest that he’d ever been. They seemed to click on every level, and wanted the same things out of life. It was everything he’d ever wanted out of a relationship—and it was far too good to be true.

-At the start of 2020, she abruptly cut things off and left for Chicago without looking back. Distraught and confused, Austin assumed that was the last he’d see of her, until seven months later, he received a phone call from the girl’s mother, begging him to travel to Chicago. As it turned out, she was pregnant with Austin’s child—and she was high on coke. In early July, Austin left for Chicago, scared out of his mind and clueless as to what he might find.

-Later that month, she gave birth to Fallon Grace Monroe. Their daughter was born a month prematurely and actively withdrawing from the drugs circulating through her mother’s system. As a result, she was immediately transferred to the NICU to detox and develop under careful supervision. With her mother in no shape to raise a child and subsequently checked into rehab, Austin stepped up and assumed full custody of Fallon.

-In September, Fallon was strong enough to leave the NICU and Austin decided to return to Charming—terrified and desperate for help. His baby girl is his world and he’ll do anything to give her the best life possible, but he can’t do it on his own.

Wanted Connections:

-Friends— people he grew up with, people he traveled with back in the day, Devil’s Disciples he’d know from hanging around the clubhouse, coworkers, bar regulars

-Babysitters— simply put, he’s gonna need help. 

-Best friend— someone he’s known 5ever and trusts with anything

Anything!

Name: Riley Braxton Nickname: Brax Age: 34 FC: Paul Wesley Occupation: Tattooist at Scorpion Studios Side: Wicked Wolves Length of stay in Charming: approx. 14 years Positive traits:  + loyal, + crafty, + brave  Negative traits: - damaged, - suspicious, - hotheaded

triggers: parental adultery. drug abuse. addiction. crime. needles. 

✚ middle child ✚ due to his mother having an affair ( for years ) he and his elder brother share different fathers. however, he and his younger brother share the same father ( the guy mamma cheated with )  ✚ he was always a reckless child. it only worsened when he hit his teens and fell in with bad crowds ✚ staying out, doing disappearing acts or coming home drunk, if not drugged up too ✚ to be honest, his entire attitude stunk. he showed little to no respect for his parents, or older brother who he considered a bit of an uptight snoot ✚ if he’s honest, the only person he wasn’t a total asshole to was his younger brother ✚ he was 16 when he came home and caught his mother in bed with another man. not just any man, but his fathers best friend. the truth was exposed, it turned out that the affair had been going on for years  ✚ his mother begged him not to tell and promised to end it and he agreed. asshole so he was, he didn’t want to be the reason his father crumbled and his brother ended up with a broken home ✚ his motive may have started out purely but over the months, his bitterness? it only festered. his behaviour worsened, the disrespect began to have an impact on his parents relationship. the father just couldn’t seem to understand why his wife was seemingly letting him get away with everything he was doing ✚ he’d ask her for money which he only went out and spend on drugs. small things at first, a pill here, a spliff there. somewhere along the way he managed to get hooked on heroin, though amazingly he did manage to hide his needle poked arms ✚ it was amidst a drugged up haze that he felt some kind of penny drop. he was sat on the rooftop, watching his parents, his brother and his fathers best friend when he noticed something he hadn’t before ✚ the similarities between his man and his brother, between this man and him. the more he sat and stared, the more he couldn’t see a trace of his “father” in his own features, nor his younger brothers ✚ all it took was one out-loud thought and his mother confirmed everything with the simple look on her face. it was a lot to process, too much in-fact. which is what lead to an explosive dinner that same evening ✚ his “father” was laying into him, which wasn’t unusual. shaming him for being such a fuck up. usually he’d sit silently and take it, but this time? the words came flying out his mouth before he could think to stop them “who the fuck are you to talk to me like that? you’re not even my father. ain’t that right, mom?”  ✚ the truth came out in a hateful splurge. everything from how the affair had been going on at least 17 years, straight to “oh, and the guy? sitting right next to you” aka, the best friend ✚ so, his not so biological father ended up focusing that betrayal back onto riley, which resulted in the pair of them going toe to toe, breaking everything in sight as they threw their punches ✚ being a little shit, he was fully egging him on, “come on. that’s right. hit me. your wife’s a whore and you’re laying into me? makes perfect fucking sense” ✚ it wasn’t until he managed to get him on the floor that he noticed his little brother on the staircase, pausing the punch he was about to land on his fathers face. a simple “shit” under his breath ✚ he got up instantly, all that rage on his face disappeared and replaced with a soft warmth that he reserved only for his brother. he left to take him back up to bed, leaving his parents and the not so decent best friend to fight it out between themselves ✚ in the end it turns out they decided to stay together and try and work through it, but it only served to create a toxic environment ( more so ) ✚ riley was 20 and fully hooked on drugs when he got himself arrested for grand theft auto and it was the icing on the cake for both parents ✚ they didn’t exactly kick him out, but they made it clear he wasn’t welcome unless he cleaned his act up  ✚ surprisingly, he did try, but only after he packed up and moved in with a friend. he went cold turkey and yes, that shit fucking sucked. it was basic agony for at least three weeks before he began to feel like he was getting better ✚ rather than return home, he did perhaps one of the shittiest things a person could do & he stole his mothers jewellery that were basically family air-looms, pawned them for a few grand, bought a car and hit the road ( not before saying goodbye to his little bro and promising him he would call and visit all the time. )  ✚ in truth, he wanted to take him, but he knew it was selfish, especially when he didn’t even have a secure home ✚ he ended up in charming, fresh faced and sober. he stayed in a motel for a few months, saving money from odd jobs and focusing his energy on building a life for himself ✚ he’d always been creative, drawing & sketching came so naturally to him that he decided to train up and become a qualified tattoo artist ✚ at 22, he finally got his own place to rent and things were looking up. he’d passed his courses with flying colours, made a couple friends and even met a girl who he fell head over heels for  ✚ the only trouble was, this girl was just as reckless as he was and their entire relationship was something like a beautiful tragedy. they’d party most nights and for the first few months, everything was fine. he managed to say no every time she’d offer him a pill, every time her friends offered something stronger. truth be told, he’s not sure exactly when he slipped up, or even why. but he did, and there he was once again sticking needles in his arms and wasting away. ✚ he ended up breaking up with his girlfriend and she hit the road with a couple pals not long after - he’s never seen her since ✚ he did a good job at hiding his problem, still managing to hold down his bar jobs to pay his rent, at least for a few months. everything changed when his 14 year old brother showed up on his doorstep with all his bags ✚ once again, he forced himself to go cold turkey. if his brother insisted on living with him, riley didn’t want him to watch him destroy himself. so really, he’s quite thankful that his brother showed up when he did, who knows, it probably saved his life ✚ back on track and finally in a good place, he fell in with the wolves and quickly realised that’s exactly where he needed to be ✚ some may say it’s tempting fate, running drugs considering he’s an addict, but he vowed the day they accepted him into their fold that he’d never make them regret it ✚ fyi, he hasn’t. whilst he has fell off the wagon twice since, he never did the wolves dirty. anything he took, he paid for, any job they gave him, he completed ✚ he probably drinks more than he should and he still enjoys a spliff, but he’s never touched any other drug in 3 years and to be honest, he’s very proud of himself ✚ he got a secure job at scorpion tattoo studios 2 years ago & he really enjoys it ✚ sooo, he’s clean, he has a job, a home, a family in the form of wicked wolves and a good set of friends. life is pretty sweet ✚ that’s not to say he’s not still very hot headed & impulsive. probably quite fuckin’ damaged too, but hey, all the best people are ✚ thanks for reading my novel 

wanted connections:

✚ younger brother - CLOSED ✚ oldest brother(who’s probably a cop or smth straight shooting) - OPEN ✚ friends - OPEN ✚ old/new enemies - OPEN ✚ friends with benefits - OPEN ✚ the original ex girlfriend mentioned above - OPEN ✚ maybe a repeat client who lets him tattoo him/her with his own designs? - OPEN ✚ someone who knows he’s a recovering addict maybe? since i imagine he doesn’t typically share that info, it could be someone who’s seen him attend a meeting, or is even a recovering addict themselves - OPEN ✚ literally anything! 

MEET NELLIE GREENE —

hello, back again with a third as i have no self control. as usual, a full bio can be found right HERE but below is some quick info & some wanted connections! 

tw: drugs, child abandonment, death

only child nellie, moved to charming from san francisco when she was 13 to live with her aunt sophia after her mum ran off with her boyfriend

she’s a stripper at mayhem maidens & a dealer for the wolves, so her loyalty is ultimately to them

she doesn’t have anything particularly against the devils, but the wolves are her the closest thing she has to a family

she absolutely loves what she does & doesn’t intend on quitting any time soon, she makes a fair bit of cash from it & also has an only fans on the side, because why not

definitely doesn’t look for trouble, but since moving to charming she’s always getting into it, though it’s usually petty stuff that she can talk herself out of

she’s fearless, independent & doesn’t take any shit from anyone

if she has something to say, she’s going to say it, whether you like it or not

after her aunt died, she really spiralled & went a little bit crazy, but the wolves pulled her out of it & got her settled into her new life

with everything that’s happened in her life, she’s sort of a point where she’s just like “fuck it” & does whatever she wants

loves to party & does occasionally take drugs if she’s having a really bad time or just wants a little extra buzz. but she never has & never will touch anything she hasn’t paid for

morals, duh

she portrays herself as this bubbly, happy person ho just has a fiery attitude, but really she’s pretty broken & the rage inside her is all very real

she has incredible commitment issues, but she doesn’t really care

she doesn’t see herself ever settling down or having a family or anything

hates her mother with a fiery burning passion

if she thinks you’re an asshole, she’s going to tell you — very loudly

i think that’s it

connections!

best friend, self explanatory

ex on again off again

the person who got her into the wolves

someone who dragged her ass out of trouble so many times when she was a teenager & helped her aunt out a lot

love/hate

hookups

partner in crime

enemies — she def has a few

general friends

party pals

anythingggggg please

name: jennifer young age: 38 fc: laura vanderroort time in charming: life long occupation: trauma counsellor side: devils positive traits: + valiant, + fierce, + loving negative traits: - worrywart, - insecure, - stubborn children: one boy, 22 years old siblings: one older brother

trigger warnings(please read them carefully, her background is very dark and traumatic): kidnap, abuse, implied rape, teen pregnancy, traumatic child-birth.

this is gonna be really long and i’m sorry. if you actually read it all i’ll give you a cookie

✹ early life was pretty simple, even with a dad and brother in the MC

✹ plans to graduate and go to college to study archaeology

✹ that got yeeted when she was kidnapped not long after her 16th birthday

✹ jenny had been walking home from a friends when she was grabbed from behind and knocked out

✹ she woke up in a basement with her hands and feet chained to the bed. loose enough for her to move around and sit up but not to get free

✹ her captor? turned out to be a man who she’d been seeing a lot of in the last weeks. random encounters that seemed so innocent until right now

✹ he was quite young, late 20′s maybe but he was absolutely insane. completely infatuated with her and thought that by kidnapping her, he could have her for himself and they’d have a happy life. loco maniac with big temper issues

✹ naturally she did try countless times to escape but would be quickly slapped down, only for him to cry and apologise afterwards, “why did you make me do that” as though any of it was her fault

✹ once the abuse turned into physical touches, that’s when her tears dried up and her mind began to go into autopilot. not to mention the drugs he forced down her throat to keep her subdued really took away a lot of her will to fight

✹ it had been two whole months when she finally started accepting her fate. nobody was ever going to find her and as if the man could see that light go out in her eyes, that night he pinned her down and raped her in spite of her pleas

✹ he even had the audacity to call it love

✹ she was pretty much broken after this. especially since she had been a virgin, so imagine how traumatised she was when another 2 months slipped by and she realised she hadn’t had her period

✹ it had been his plan all along, he wanted a family with her because he was convinced “you’ll love me eventually”

✹ it would have been easy enough to break completely but in the following weeks, something really strange happened. instead of focusing on the trauma, on how used and disgusting she felt, she focused on her growing bump

✹ hours alone in the dark, she began to talk to it, as though somehow it was a comfort to them both

✹ the first time she felt it kick was the first time in months she had a spark of life behind her blue eyes. so she did fall in love, not with her captor, but with her baby

✹ at first she did try to hate it, this thing growing inside her that she didn’t ask for but she couldn’t. how could you blame an innocent life for how it came to be?

✹ the following months, she began to put on an act. starting with a smile now and again that looked genuine, to a laugh at one of the mans jokes. making him believe he was winning, that she was slowly coming around to the idea of being with him

✹ for the most part, it worked. the abuse stopped, she convinced him to stop drugging her because it wasn’t good for “their” baby

✹ the plan was to eventually convince him to unchain her. he agreed to unchain her feet, which was a start ( and a relief considering the metal had long since dug right into her ankles )

✹ she waited a few more days but before she could ask about her hands, she felt the first signs of labour

✹ newly terrified, she literally cried and begged him to call an ambulance because holy fuck

✹ obviously he refused and she spent the next 30 hours in excruciating agony. something was not right

✹ she was bleeding, trying to fight the urge to push because her whole instincts were telling her not to, but it was no use

✹ four pushes and a whole lot of banshee screams later, she birthed a baby boy whom she begged to hold instantly, if only to take him out of the mans hands

✹ beautiful. the second he started to cry and looked up at her with his blue eyes she knew there wasn’t anything or anyone she’d ever let hurt him

✹ somewhere between the mixture of emotions, she hadn’t realised that she was starting to bleed out and the panic returned

✹ frantically, she tried to tell the man that he needed to unchain her and take her to a hospital and to her almost shock, he agreed. like he was actually concerned that she was going to bleed out and die if he didn’t.

✹ it was practically impossible to get up the stairs and even harder to hold her son against her chest whilst looking with double vision for something she could use as a weapon

✹ the glimmer of something shiny caught her eye and in a burst of bravery and energy, she grabbed it (a shiny vase on the table top) and swung it around, smashing it off his head

✹ thank god it must have knocked him out for at least a few seconds because she managed to get to and out the front door

✹ that’s when she realised she was still in charming. not only that, but she could see the clubhouse from where she stood & so she ran (hobbled, hopped, nearly crawled w/e) bursting through the doors like something out of a horror movie, dirty and bloody and instantly on her knees because she couldn’t support her own weight anymore

✹ her father, brother and a couple other members instantly flew to her aid. it had to have been nearly a year since she went missing and now here she was, holding a baby and about to die

✹ “he’s mine” was almost all she could manage to whisper as she had no energy to stop one of the guys taking him from her “don’t let him touch him, don’t– don’t let him” don’t let the captor touch her son, is what she meant

✹ it was barely a second after everything turned black and when she woke, it was three days later and she was in hospital. safe

✹ she only asked once about the guy and got the reply from her dad “it’s been handled” presumably she left a good trail of blood for them to find the source. but she never did dare ask, had she killed him with the vase? or did they. not that she cared.

✹ she only went over her ordeal once with her parents, her brother and the mc’s president at the time and then she told them she never wanted to relive it. which suited them just fine because they couldn’t have the guys dead body getting tied to them.

✹ so the only alternative? was to say she had ran away, that she fell pregnant and that’s why she stayed away until she got scared and came home. cue the judgement from the towns snooty bitches

✹ it was a fight and a half to keep her son, with a mother who wanted to support her decision but a father who was adamant she wouldn’t be able to cope

✹ it got overly extreme, she threatened to end her own life if he had her baby taken away & went on to explain that her son was the only thing that kept her going in those months

✹ she wanted to raise him, teach him to be kind and be a good man and to her relief, her father relented

✹ she named him liam because she always recalled someone telling her it meant “unwavering saviour”

✹ the next five years were tough, but she never gave up and she never quit. she focused her energy on her son, on learning to handle her ordeal in a healthy manner. her father paid good money for her to see a trauma counsellor, one out of town who wouldn’t ask questions they didn’t have answers to. the only rules? never tell them her real name (she posed as someone called lucy) and never name the man so it could never be traced back to them

✹ it was an uphill battle and to be honest, even now sometimes it still is

✹ she was inspired by the way the counsellor helped her and decided that’s what she wanted to do with her life now, so she went back to school and studied for a degree

✹ she’s now a qualified trauma and ptsd counsellor with her own office in the hospital. she also does a lot of fundraising for charities that feel close to her heart. domestic violence, etc. etc.

✹ when she was 25, she finally spoke out at a charity auction she’d organised for survivors and it was hands down the scariest thing she’d ever done. but she did it because she wanted to help young girls see that there was always a light at the end of the tunnel. that you’re not defined by your trauma ( she had to tweak a couple facts, such as saying it happened out of town and that the guy got away )

✹ sooo yeah, she’s one tough bitch now. taught herself how to fight and yoo she kicks ass. got a lot of her confidence back and made damn sure she was raising a good boy

✹ there is literally nobody on this earth she loves more than liam and even though he’s 22 now, he’s still very much her baby and her saving grace

bop bop bop there we have it. *hands you a chocolate chip cookie*

connections:

friends

enemies

exes ending on good or bad terms

fwb or past hook ups maybe

someone she councils would be great

her soN liam would be even better. i visualise him as brandon flynn if he could work for you. alternatively, joe keery or dacre montgomery? it’s negotiable

her older brother would be great too

or any mc members who were around at the time her trauma happened

life long besties who would also know the truth whilst everyone else assumed she was some dumb slapper who got knocked up

anything elseeee

name: zeke braxton. age: twentyfive. sexual orientation: bisexual occupation: drug dealer for the wicked wolves & occasional bartender at La Luna. been in charming for: 11-ish years.

tw: drugs

younger brother to @rileybraxton​ who they share the same parents with while he only shares the same mother to their oldest brother.

his full name is Zachariah but he doesn’t mention it, not because it’s some mystery or anything, he just doesn’t like it and has been going by Zeke since he was a preteen.

his childhood was rather normal, at least up until his mothers secret blew up their whole family and it caused things to happen that Zeke was pretty sure his parents never truly took into thought while trying to work on themselves.

riley’s departure from where they lived only added to the lonely feeling he got as a kid, watching the way his parents tried to rebuild themselves was terrible because it was anything but pleasant and it was almost like they forgot that he was around to witness it. not only that but the man he grew up knowing as his father had withdrawn from him. it was simple things at first, like hitting around a ball together or “helping” him out while he did little things around the home. eventually Zeke just understood that things weren’t going to be the same with the two. the only thing he could say he ended up learning from his parents was knowing exactly what he didn’t want for his own future and whoever he might spend it with. it had caused whatever innocence he held onto, to turn sour real quick. 

now, when riley had first left home, Zeke had absolutely no business as a child trying to go off and live with his addict brother but boy did he try. he had packed up a suitcase and made it to the bus stop before his mom picked him up and he was handed his ass at home. they never spoke of it again and he never mentioned it to his brothers. truthfully, a lot of what he had to deal with in those few years on his own with his parents, he never actually told all the details of it and he’d only prefer to leave it all in the past where it belongs. however, when high school rolled around the announcement of their divorce ( finally ) was kind of the last thing he wanted to deal with because their mother was leaving their dad to be with his biological dad. so one night he packed up some stuff in a backpack and booked it. 

definitely was still too young to run off on his own and very stupid but he was going mad in that home and the idea of living with his mom and his biological dad, it was a big no for him. so he took matters into his own hands and ended up on riley’s doorstep. it caused a big fight of course, but ultimately they allowed him to stay with riley and it was all uphill ( in his opinion ) from there. he had already began to follow riley’s rather spontaneous nature so high school was just the beginning of the wild ride for him.

riley was his introduction to dealing, during his senior year was when it started with people asking if he could get something for them and then it slowly rolled into him actually dealing and joining the wolves. after graduating he stupidly thought to enroll in a semester at the college but truthfully he was chasing the party lifestyle he built around it. the only good thing that came from that decision was the amount of clients he ended up making and through them was just connected to more and more. of course he eventually threw away the college life but always continued to chase the next good party even now. 

moving out of riley’s place was a way to grab some more independence than he already had but it was a bonus being around Lu & Santiago while doing so. he deals mostly but you’ll also catch him at La Luna serving drinks whenever he feels the need to have some consistency in his life. 

RANDOM???

he has a real difficult time going to sleep which often gets him doing stupid stuff during hours where people are “usually” asleep

loves music a lot, all genres and has taught himself how to play a few instruments although he’s not exactly so good on all of them 

he likes to drink way more than anything else, he’ll smoke a joint here and there and anything more than that would depend on the setting but is done way, way less

he’s got a bearded dragon named Ash and randomly he’ll take him out with him so, that’s a thing

CONNECTIONS???

roommates: with Lu & Santiago & ...

the typical exes, past hook ups ( left on good or bad terms ) best friends, ex best friends, enemies, someone he deals to etc

sleepless buddy: on the nights he can’t sleep ( almost every night ) this is the person he calls up to do something stupid with

healer: he gets hurt a lot whether from ridiculous stunts he pulls like jumping a fence or from a fight, whatever it may be this person helps him out if it ever gets bad enough to need some actual attention

music buddy: self explanatory, they get into music discussions for hours or go to shows together or try to learn something new or all of the above ya know

etc etc etc throw me anything he is very sociable even when he - especially when he shouldn’t be

Cash McQueen is thirty-nine years old, and has lived in Charming for sixteen years. She’s the owner of Mayhem Maidens, and a member of the Wicked Wolves. Her relation with the Devil’s Disciples is maybe a little warmer than advised, but her loyalty to the Wolves is not in question. 

Cory again, here with Cash McQueen, the queen of cash. She’s ready for all sorts of trauma and trouble. Also, this gif. 

WARNINGS: Prostitution, self-destructive behavior, abduction, stabbing, violence. (Canon-typical levels of SoA)

FAST FACTS

Cash’s birth name is Olivia, though only a handful of people in Charming know that, and even fewer get away with using it.

There are messes of blade scars marring her right thigh, breast and side of her torso from an assault that happened in 2004.

Cash’s primary vehicle is a motorcycle, though she’s never been involved in MC life. Despite the fact that she obviously owns nothing resembling a Disciple’s cut, she still also makes a conscious effort to separate herself from the MC by riding a Yamaha R1, a quieter bike than the Harley Dynas and Softails she knows Charming associates with the club.

While generally an equal opportunist when it comes to her bisexuality, Cash can more often be found cuddling up to women over men - all women are appealing, while even great men are frankly still kind of boring to hang out with. For this reason, she’s never yet been known to have a serious male partner or get hung up on a guy.

Cash knows herself well enough to know that the members of the MC will always be “her type” when it comes to sexual attraction. They remind her of the things she liked most about escorting; rough hands on her body, making her feel grimy and used in the most addictive ways possible. So for the entire decade she’s been semi-retired, the ‘semi’ has been in play because she’s continued to make herself available to the MC the entire time. Always paid, always unattached, always to satisfy herself and always on the books with the Wicked Wolves. It’s not enough to outweigh her years of dedication and loyalty to the gang, but it does catch her a few side eyes and questioning comments.

TIMELINE

1998 / age 18: Cash’s friends abandon her after a Beastie Boys concert, and Cash is left asking around the parking lot for a ride two hours south to get back home before the sunrise. She’s offered the ride in exchange for some time in the backseat with the driver, and Cash doesn’t feel violated by the proposition. After she showers and gets into her own bed right before the sun comes up, her only thought about the encounter is - that was easy.

1999 / age 19: Cash has accidentally ended up far from home without a wallet seven times by now. Sex with strangers excites her, and the thrill of realizing the power and value in her own body has become intoxicating.

2000 / age 20: While wandering around having a good time late at night in San Diego, Cash is for the first time approached by a man who calls himself an “agent”. After a couple hours of discussion and working out some details, Cash accepts his gateway into paid escorting.  

2004 / age 24: A client turns out to be into some sick shit, and Cash ends up bound and gagged in a motel room in Charming, hours away from her agent and bleeding out via knife wounds. After years of reckless behavior, it’s the first time she realizes she really doesn’t want to die. Fortunately, the other girl being held and abused in the same room with her works for the Wicked Wolves, and the gang’s local tendrils get them there before torture can turn to murder. Cash accepts the Wolves’ offer of off-the-books medical care to get her stable, the preferable option for everyone over either letting her die there in Charming or having to explain the scene to local first responders.

2007 / age 27: Cash’s been loyal to the Wicked Wolves since they saved her life and patched her up. She had no issue parting from her San Diego ‘agent’, him having been just a street level pimp without gang ties or expectations of loyalty from her.

2010 / age 30: Cash semi-retires from escorting, now practically a senior-citizen in the world of sex work and also tired of having to explain the heavy scarring from the 2004 attack every time she undresses for someone new. She advances through positions of trust and power until landing herself as the owner of Mayhem Maidens.

2017 / age 37: A man getting out of hand at Mayhem takes a low blow on Cash and addresses her as a sweetbutt. Effectively rattled in an incredibly rare moment of weakness, Cash slams his face into the counter three times, causing substantial injury and catching herself an assault charge. She does soft time - just three months in jail and not prison - but it brings more attention on herself and the club than she’s proud of, and the Wolves aren’t happy. Upon release and return to freedom, she vows more self control and has stayed off the radar ever since.

TO BE CONTINUED...

helllo, i’m sorry i’m a little late to the party with this, but here’s my bby’s intro. it’s kinda all over the place, i apologize i’m running on fumes here. i wanted it to be a bit better, but i also wanted to get it posted! i will prob be adding more at some point soon. hit me up if you’d like to plot or establish any connections, i’m here for all of it! ( and i’m sorry about any typos, sooooo sleepy  )

name: amara ruth lange pronouns: she / hers dob: october 27th, 1993 hair color: blonde eye color: blue sexual orientation: pansexual relationship status: single star sign: scorpio occupation: dance instructor

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❦ Amara had been raised with a silver spoon in her mouth and everything she could have wanted was served to her on perfectly polished silver platters. She’s the youngest child and only daughter of a district attorney and born socialite turned humanitarian. Her father, Alistair, was born in Charming but eager to escape after high school to pursue his own dream. He’d never imagined that his dream would one day see him return to his hometown to start a family of his own.

❦ Her mother, Daphne, belonged to one of the more prominent families in New York City, but living in the lap of luxury never quite felt right to her when there were so many in her very own city that were in need. She began dedicating her life, and most of her money, to various charities and organizations. 

❦ Amara was born in 1993, three years after the birth of their first child, Arlo. The two siblings were quite close and there were few secrets they kept from one another. Despite all the time they spent apart while Amara was away at school they never let it hinder their relationship.

❦ There was never a time that Amara wasn’t ‘daddy’s little princess’ and in reality there were few thing, if anything at all, she could have done that would cause her father to turn his back on her; though it certainly didn’t feel as such to her. 

❦ Alistair’s scrutiny was unwavering when it came to his children and it was true, he expected nothing less than excellence. It was no secret he held himself to the same standard inside the courtroom and had come to be known as quite a ruthless prosecutor that few defendants ever saw a plea deal from.

❦ At five years old that Amara found her first love in a small dance studio in the next town over. Growing up, Amara spent more time dancing than she did anything else. Nothing seemed to matter when she danced and it was the only time the girl ever felt truly at ease. Thankfully for the blonde, her wealthy family never faltered when it came to shelling out the money so she might one day have a dance career of her own. Like too many, Amara took her life of luxury and all that her parents did for her for granted.

❦ At the age of nine, she began to attend the School of American Ballet in NYC, this was her father’s way of simultaneously doing what he could to keep her away from the ever-spiraling town while keeping her happy. She returned home on holidays and for summer breaks, but for the most part, it kept her far from the escalating situations in Charming.

❦ What he hadn’t expected was that Amara might find trouble all her own while on the other side of the country, but it had been something she’d always had a knack for. Something he’d always remained oblivious to. ( going to be adding an angsty connection for either a wolf or a devil that her dad is clueless about because they’re my FAV. gonna maybe say she met them while she was home one summer? )

❦ Though she was fiercely dedicated to ballet and making a name for herself one day as a prima ballerina, she never forgot to life was meant to be lived and indulge in all the things the big apple had to offer. New York City became her personal playground for nearly a decade and she used her family’s money and her familial connections on her mother’s side to help her get away with pretty much whatever she wanted.

❦ She graduated from SAB near the top of her class with an offer from the New York City Ballet for a two year contract to be a corp dancer. Amara took no time at all to answer as it finally felt as though all the pieces were falling into place. It was near the end of her contract that she met a young, well-respected choreographer that would change her life forever.

❦ Amara soon found she’d captured his attention and the favor he seemed to shower her with was paying off in ways she never imaged possible. A renewal contract was offered to her, better parts were given to her in time, special attention and private lesson were offered to only her. It wasn’t long before their relationship evolved into something completely unprofessional and it was no secret to anyone else in the company. 

❦ At twenty-three she found herself understudying for a soloists, something she should have found incredibly exciting but instead found herself feeling guilty about. Wondering if she even deserved it at all? What was the real reason she’d been given her shot? Because of her talent or was it something else?

❦ The thoughts plagued her for months, right up until the very night she ended up having to take the stage. It was a part she’d been dancing her entire life, a part she could have done blind-folded, but thanks to her new found lack of self-confidence she blew her big break in a spectacular way. Messing up during one of the pas de deux scenes, Amara was injured and subsequently lost her contract which ended her ballet career. 

❦ She returned home to lick her wounds, suddenly very aware just how ‘small fish, big pond’ her life had been for all those years and wondered how she’d even survived that long. It was a over a year before Amara found the strength to dance once again, worried as though it might feel as though that part of her life was over. Something she couldn’t imagine as dance had been her entire life for so long. She got a job working at renegade as a dance instructor convinced she’d never be able to make it in a company again, not after her catastrophic fall from the top. Instead, she’d settle for now.

❦ Her life had been derailed in a way she always fear in the back of her mind, in a way her parents has cautiously warned her about when she first began dancing; because of an injury. One that might prevent her from really ever dancing again. She soon returned to her indulge in life while you can lifestyle and her reckless behavior has slowly begun to take over her life since. 

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❦ growing up, she was the most curious of children, constantly asking questions and wanting to know more about anything and everything. as the years passed, her curiosity never quite fizzled out as her parents as hoped. instead, the small blonde just became more confident in her ability to get the answers she sought and more determined to have it when a person wasn’t forthright with her. it’s something that leads her to trouble too often as she’s brought on a whole new meaning to the idea of questioning authority.

❦ anyone who knows amara is aware of how jealous or possessive she can be of those in her life she cares for. she’s never been able to quite help herself and isn’t afraid to make her feelings known when she feels her relationships have been infringed upon in any way. making friends and building relationships has always been something she’s struggled with as her childhood wasn’t normal in any sense as she spent so much time training and competing with others.

❦ Because the blonde grew up rather spoiled she often lashed out with a wicked temper when things didn’t go her way. The most redeeming thing about her was her fierce loyalty to those she cared for and the lengths she was willing to go for them. Though she didn’t hand her loyalty out freely, it had to be earned.

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older brother - Arlo

best friend/ride or day

good friends

new or old friends

party friends

coworkers

angsty on/off ex - wolf or devil please<3

rivals/enemies

people who hate her because of her dad! 

literally anything

Introducing Sana Monroe !

(yes she kept the name you’ll understand why by the end of this possibly)

T H E   B A S I C S

NAME : Sana Monroe neé Aydın

BIRTH NAME : Irene von Montgelas

‘AGE’ / ACTUAL :  38 / 36 Years Old

BIRTHDATE : April 28th, 1984

OCCUPATION : Sculptor & Carpenter (Formerly) 

MOTHER : Zeynep von Montgelas neé Özdemir

FATHER :  Gerard von Montgelas

SIBLINGS : None

SPOUSE : CJ Monroe (Divorced)

CHILDREN : Theo (8) & Lilah (5)

HEIGHT :  5′7″

EYE COLOR : Hazel

HAIR COLOR : Dark Brunette

RECOGNIZABLE FEATURES :  Full lips, angular cheekbones and jaw, beauty mark on the right side of her face.

TATTOOS : New phase new bloom [x], CJ, Theo, Lilah [x] (same arm)

B A C K G R O U N D

TW : DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, ASSAULT, & IMPLIED SEXUAL ASSAULT

Born and raised in Germany, her given name back then was Irene von Montgelas. Her family was extremely well off as her father was deeply rooted in the countries’ politics, like nearly every von Montgelas patriarch before him. However, despite her father’s public persona he was as corrupt as they come through his parties ties to criminal organizations, not to mention an absolute tyrant at home to his wife and only daughter. Sana grew up terrified of the man, and helpless to do anything to help her mother who got the brunt of it all. And more than anything ashamed that she couldn’t say or try to do more to remedy the situation due to her own fear of his wrath coming down on her in place of her mother, more often than it already did.

Her mother had no rights in their home, no say in any matter and least of all the decisions impacting their daughter, and her future. So when her father promised her hand at merely the age thirteen to the son of a crime lord whom he was in cahoots with to further his own parties agenda, her mother could to do anything about it despite how she might be against it, how she might fear for what the future would hold. From the moment she met her would be fiancee Sana was horrified, despite the fact that he wasn’t that much older than her she found him to be simply cruel and his father was so so much worse, seeing as he seemed to worship at the ground the man walked on she could only image what he would be eventually become. Though their interactions while she was still young were limited, with a lot of that time for her having been spent a private all girls boarding school, when they did interact she felt uneasy as it felt as though he seemed to believe he had some sort of ownership over her. More and more the only thought running through her head was that if she didn’t do something, her life would turn out just like her mother’s. 

Things really came to a breaking point when she got that first glimpse of her worst fear, she was seventeen at the time, the engagement planned for just a few months later after she’d turned eighteen, though their ‘coupling’ already somewhat known among their families closest circles. The incident took place after a Christmas celebration where she’d tried her best to avoid Ömer as she typically felt disturbed by his company. He was not happy, and his anger came to a boil after he witnessed her laughing one of her male relatives whom he did not know. He assaulted her that night, dislocating her shoulder, and leaving her with a swelling bruise on her hip. He’d told her than to be glad she didn’t have to wear that shame on her face. She began to plan her escape that night. Receiving her mother’s help for the first time along with a close friend they were able to get perjured documents of a new identity for her. The deep pockets of wealth and opulence of use to her for the first time. She chose the name Sana as it was a simplification of her grandmother’s name who she’d been so close to growing up. And the surname Aydın as it was simple, and very common. All together unassuming. The documentation inflated her age to be two years older than she actually was for more ease, and to further muddle her identity on paper. ‘Stealing’ all her mother’s jewelry and her family heirlooms to pawn off, she left at an opportune time when her father was now home for the night. She had more than enough cash to get her by comfortably for a while, she went place to place aimless really only driven by her fear of being found. Finally she bid farewell to Europe all together.

A couple months later she landed up in Charming, it was a small and unassuming town and she didn’t mind staying in such places longer than bigger cities, her paranoia not having left her still. But still the plan was never to stay long, that was until she met CJ, falling for him was all too easy, he seemed to bring out her true self, the person she had always kept hidden away as she never was meant to be heard but only seem in her old life. Charming grew on her, and for the first time she felt a sense of security. Being new to town she didn’t learn about the presence of MC right away though, though she trusted CJ by then, had seen so many of the members of the MC around town and really they didn’t even come close to how frightening she’d found the men in her old life. In the beginning she considered telling him the truth about her past constantly but the fear hadn’t left her, she became scared each time she tried afraid if she even acknowledged her past she would manifest her demons to return to her present.

In truth Sana very much saw Irene as someone else entirely, she felt more herself as Sana than she ever did trapped and scared as she was all those years as Irene. Soon her new realty overtook her past identity, overtime the fear ceased and she believed that her past was simply a bad nightmare if they hadn’t caught up to her after all this time, there was no way they could find her now. She had no way to predict just how rapidly the world would begin to change, how connected it would become.

Her first couple years in town she worked odd jobs around town, once she’d settled into a comfortable routine and was no longer looking over her shoulder waiting for the other shoe to drop she was able to explore some of the passions she never had the opportunity to before, expressing herself through art became the outlet she needed to truly put her demons to rest. Sculpting was her favorite medium and she ended up slowly making that her occupation, her pieces sold well online, and she slowly began to gain recognition. She also ventured into woodwork around the time they moved into their first house, it stemmed from her desire to create the exact right things she envisioned for their home but simply couldn’t find for purchase or find at a reasonable price.

Sana in those years was beyond happy and in love, though she did often grow troubled when things became increasingly violent among the MC, as tensions increased with the gang Sana worried for CJ’s safety, more so each time he returned home bloody and bruised. The fear of losing him a source of consistent anxiety, as it would mean that she would once again be alone in the world. She understood what the MC meant to him, they were as much her family as his actual family, yet it couldn’t help but feel distressed when the activities he got into with them threatened his wellness. Though it was ultimately not the MC that lead to the undoing of their marriage but her past finally catching up with her.

It was ultimately the recognition she’d gotten from her artwork that lead him to her. A picture taken somewhere probably years ago identifying her in the present, making it’s way someway some how to his countenance. Seen my someone she once knew perhaps, shared perhaps unmaliciously among her old friends, as they recalled the girl they once knew. And had unknowingly damned. And the hurt pride of the man she’d ran away from all those years ago calling for retribution, leading him right to her. Ömer had become everything she’d once feared, a resourceful yet ruthless man with too much power, and only bad intentions. He had her watched, her and everyone she held dear. Allowing him to find the perfect way to reenter her life and cause the most destruction possible. Lilah had only just been born when he made himself known to her blackmailing her with the promise to make things very uncomfortable for her husband and everyone she cared for. She had always been afraid of him, and didn’t doubt any of it. But of course he was as magnanimous as he had been the last time they’d seen one another. The choice was hers she could go willingly, and tear herself away from everyone she loved and suffer, or watch harm come to those around her at his hands.

The choice wasn’t hard, she practically begged him to allow her to sever all ties with them herself, in a way that would be permeant so that CJ would never want to turn back and even think about her. Leveraging the tensions that had already been present in her marriage she further escalated every fight, began to say truly hurtful things. And finally the last nail in the coffin, allowing him to find her in bed with someone he absolutely hated. That did it, they got a divorce and abruptly she gave up all her rights to the kids, citing that she wanted to be free of Charming for good.

Ömer got what he wanted, retribution for the damage she’d done to his pride and reputation by running away, for evading him entirely when they searched for her across the country in the time after. It was a matter of pride, and the fact that he had his own wife and children didn’t deter him from seeing her suffer when he’d finally found her. She’d all but handed herself to him on a silver platter, and she suffered for it of course at his hand and her fathers. Learning finally after all that time what had become of her mother without her, that really did shatter her spirit. But it was the thought of her children that eventually allowed her to find the strength she needed to find away a way to be rid of them for good. She’d known from the start that couldn’t be done in Charming, so leaving her family had been necessary to be rid of her worry of any harm coming to them. 

She leveraged the connections she’d had years ago, the children of some of the most powerful people in the country had gone on to became notable themselves as their parents had always intended after all. And not all of them were like her family. The friend who’d helped her all those years ago especially, as she was now working for Interpol. It took over three years but she finally managed to unravel her father’s political ties, and the justice system at the highest levels took care of the rest. Extracting from him many notable names. Finally she knew what it felt like to be truly free, inheriting everything the government didn’t cease being her father’s next of kin she really was free to live her life however she chose to. Though there was no where she’d rather go than home, Charming.

Sana may be at lose as to how to even begin to explain herself, and fully aware that CJ might never forgive her but that hasn’t deterred her from returning. At the very least she would like to be a part of Theo and Lilah’s life, not wanting to ever feel as though their mother didn’t love them, and just abandoned them without ever caring to look back. If she can mend everything else that she broke that would be more than she can ask for.

W A N T E D   C O N N E C T I O N S

Best Friend - Someone she befriended upon her arrival to Charming who became as close to her as a sibling, this person is also the only person she confided her truth in a few years into their friendship as she needed to get the burden it off her chest. Though did not even tell them when Ömer found her.

Close Friends - The people she spent time with most frequently around town, those who had an open door in her home, and workshop who she was always available to should they need anything at all.

Old Hired Help / Little Brother Figure - Someone who was in his late teens 7-8 years ago who used to help out with the heavy lifting around her workshop, accompany her to craft/art shows and things when needed. She felt fondly of him like the younger brother she never had almost.

Literally anything, I tend to run out of ideas when I wind down a long intro so just reach out and we can throw around some ideas!

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Hey guys  !  It’s Korrie here, back at it again with my fourth muse  !  Below the cut is some information about the mess that is Ms. Eden Abbott  !  Like the other times, you can read her biography on the “About” tab on this blog  !  I’d love some plots for her, so feel free to hmu here or on Discord and let’s plot  !  TW: Death, cancer

BACKGROUND

Eden’s mother, Tracy Abbott, had an affair with a married Devil’s Disciple when she was eighteen. The man’s name was Samuel Monroe, but since he was married when Tracy found out she was pregnant with Eden, she didn’t tell a soul who the father was, in order to not break up Samuel’s family. 

Tracy was kicked out of her mother’s house, as soon as the woman found out she was pregnant. So there was no contact between them when Eden was growing up. 

For the first four years of her life the mother and daughter lived at the Highway Motel, where Tracy worked. 

They later got a really small apartment, but it was all Eden’s mother could afford. Because although she worked two jobs, having a kid costs money, but Tracy never once resented Eden. She was her little miracle. The two grew a close bond which lasted through everything.

At Eden’s twelfth birthday party, Tracy’s mother appeared and practically begged to be allowed to be apart of Eden and Tracy’s life. Tracy eventually allowed it, but only after she made her mother promise to be a constant in their lives, and not to wig out again. 

After their family reconciliation, Tracy and Eden moved in with Eden’s grandmother in a house in Charming. The three of them became a close family, all of them spending a lot of time at the family owned salon, Curly Bops. 

As Eden grew up she became increasingly curious about who her father was, but her mother shut her down time and time again, eventually leading to an argument where Tracy asked Eden to never bring up her father again. 

At twenty-four, Eden was working at Curly Bops as a hairdresser full time and being prepared to take over. When her grandmother died of old age and left everything she owned to her only child, Eden was forced to step up even more and learned more about the business aspect of things. 

About a year ago her mother was diagnosed with cancer, and Eden was there for her until her last breath. Tracy Abbott passed away two months ago.

Having lost the only family she ever knew, Eden has felt alone ever since.

When clearing out her mother’s things from their shared family home, Eden found a letter her mother had written for her years prior, letting her know that her father was Samuel Monroe of the Devil’s Disciples and explaining the whole story.

This came as a shock to say the least, since Eden had heard about Samuel’s death. Even worse was the fact that she was close to Samuel’s son, Casey James otherwise known as CJ Monroe. 

Being close to her half-brother without knowing he was her half brother, Eden’s currently struggling to figure out how to tell him and his siblings that they’re her half-siblings. 

PERSONALITY

Eden used to be a very outgoing and social person, fond of parties, getting dressed up and having a good time. 

But since her mother’s death, she’s pulled into herself increasingly more. She feels very alone, despite having friends in Charming. 

Eden is good with her hands and enjoys all sorts of beautification things, such as hair, make up, fashion and hair, even going as far as sometimes sewing her own clothes. 

Usually very friendly and prone to giving second and even third chances to people who don’t deserve them. But once she has enough, she’s very hot-tempered and will give you hell.

She cares deeply whenever she cares for someone, whether it be as a friend or something more. 

Is bitter that CJ and his siblings got to grow up with a dad, while she didn’t. Is also bitter that they have each other while she’s alone. 

CONNECTIONS

LIFELONG FRIENDS  —  Someone who’s lived in Charming all or most of their life. If they’re around Eden’s age, they could’ve even attended high school together. I see this as like friends who Eden could share her deepest secret with. 

CUSTOMERS  —  People who come into Curly Bops to get their hair done. Eden’s usually chatty when she’s working. 

EX-FLING  —  Someone who Eden thought things might be getting serious with, but things ended badly and now they avoid each other. 

EX-BOYFRIEND  —  She hasn’t had a boyfriend since her early twenties, so this could be someone who left town and came back or something else entirely. Whatever we come up with. 

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS  —  Someone who Eden feels attracted to and close to, but could never date. They’re friends first, everything else second. 

DISLIKE  —  Someone who dislikes Eden or whom she dislikes. Can be for any number of reason. Let’s talk!

NEIGHBORS  —  Someone who lives next door to Eden’s grandmother’s house, which is now her house. Depending on their age, they could’ve been friends growing up too. 

GOSSIP FRIENDS  —  Eden likes her share of gossip, so I imagine she and a few other girls or guys gather every now and then in a “book club” but it’s just an excuse to share gossip.

ANYTHING WE CAN COME UP WITH !!

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name: julian cross. age: forty. occupation: owner of ace of spades casino & newest advisor for the devils. been in charming: since he was young but is just back after five years. 

trigger warning: death mentions

With a single mother and a cloud of mystery around his father, till this day he has no idea who his father was, only getting little stories that never added up over the years from different people. It wasn’t something he ever broke his head over trying to figure out, especially when there was enough struggle coming on his mother’s end. From what little he remembers she was someone that went out her way for everyone else and tried her best to be something for Julian. She smiled and laughed a lot, acted just as silly as he did as a child but just like the cloud of mystery that surrounded his father, he eventually realized it surrounded her as well. She was good at making her life seem like something it wasn’t and once he was able to comprehend it, it was obvious that his childhood was simply filled with too many lies to know what she had been genuine about. One thing she had hidden well was the kind of people she involved herself with and what ultimately led to her death. The details around it were hazy and eventually brushed under the rug, he assumes now because of the right connections those that disposed of her had.

Twelve years old he was taken in by her family who lived an hour from where he had grown up, in a town called Charming. Walking into the home felt like stepping into a mansion compared to the trashy trailer he was use to. They had all these fancy looking things and wads of cash out like it was such a normal thing. While they all seem to hold themselves in this high manner, it didn’t take long for him to figure out any money that came into their possession was all dirty money. His four uncles all went about it in different ways, but they always wanted to score big. Go big or go home right? With Julian, they had never been the most welcoming. The only one who showed him any ounce of affection was his grandmother but even then, it wasn’t motherly - using it more as a tactic than anything else. It made sense to him why his mother ended up being the way she was with how the rest of the family was as well. The only one Julian seemed to be able to hold a conversation with, without feeling like a burden was his uncle Gavin, whose loyalty fell with the Devil Disciples which in the end had the most impact on him. Watching the way he was with them, the way they came together as a family it didn’t take a genius to figure out why Julian eventually landed there himself once he was old enough to.

One trait he seemed to share with the family was the need to make money. That and once he put his mind to doing something or having something, there was no stopping him which, the older he got the more trouble that kind of mindset got him in. He began making his own little reputation with the fights he got into and the ridiculous stunts he pulled varying from innocent little things to completely illegal and to the point where he became very familiar with the cops in Charming before he was ever wearing a kutte. At home, he had to earn his keep just like the others so whichever way he could make the money up, he did and just like his uncles, he didn’t care how dirty the money he was making was. The only reason he ever thought to second-guess the path he was quickly going down was because of Naomi. Practically from the minute he moved to town, Julian just knew she was for him even as a little kid that knew nothing about being in love but swore he was with her. She lived next door and the two started to date almost right away. What was puppy love followed them into their teen years and became much more than anyone in either families probably wanted. They were seventeen when she found out she was pregnant, despite the protests from their families they both knew they were all in and welcomed their little girl. It was supposed to be different, while he didn’t have the most wholesome lifestyle, he wanted it when it came to Naomi and the family they were creating. He didn’t want his little girl to go through what he had but it didn’t seem like it was in the cards for them. By eighteen the two of them were married and by nineteen, he became a widower.

It tore him apart in ways he couldn’t nor ever tried to describe. For almost a whole year he was like dynamite, constantly set off by the smallest of things and the only time he ever remained calm around was whenever he was with his baby girl. It got bad enough that he almost threw away what he had already been doing with the MC but in the end, his daughter and the devil’s were exactly what he needed to keep his head afloat. His uncle took him under his wing as well, showing him the ropes with the casino, which he owned long before Julian had even arrived in Charming. He learned to balance it all out - being a father, a member of the mc and a co-owner of the casino to eventually be the sole owner once his uncle passed (which his other uncles didn’t appreciate). He wasn’t perfect at any of it, far from it. His parenting style would be frowned upon by many he was sure of it, but the relationship he and his daughter have always had was the most important to him. He takes pride in how real and honest they are with each other, always sitting her down to explain things to her when needed which had her growing up fast but he was always doing his best with her. So the day that he was arrested and sentenced to five years behind bars he, at the very least, didn’t  have to worry about whether she could take care of herself while he was on the inside despite her barely turning eighteen when it all happened.

He’s only been out for two months now and truthfully he’s still adjusting to being back home. The time inside isn’t something he’s looking to discuss with others. He’s kept busy with seeing his little girl be not so little anymore, having to get back to running the casino himself and now with Martin’s death, stepping into the position as an advisor leaves a bitter taste in his mouth that has him wanting to figure out who was behind it just like the rest of the devils.

CONNECTIONS????

Someone he specifically entrusted in looking out for his daughter while he was away 

Since while he was inside he couldn’t exactly run the casino, he gave the reigns to someone else & depending on said character, maybe at this point he’d give them the chance to be a co-owner now that he’s out

& everything else 

This is Santiago and he’s my new guy! Anyway here’s my braniac and I hope you guys like him! As always hit me up to plot or whatever!

name: santiago rangel flores

age: 22

born in: charming, california

lives in: charming, california

star sign: capricorn

sexuality: bisexual

position: drug dealer for the wicked wolves

family: James Rangel Flores (father), Valentina Flores (mother), two older brothers, one older sister (wanted connections)

BIO

Santiago was born in Charming to a poor family. They lived on the outskirts of Charming and did what they could to get by. He’s the youngest of 4 children. From a young age his parents started to put their hopes on their youngest son as he showed himself to be extremely intelligent. 

Santiago was able to skip both head start and kindergarten and go directly to his first year of study. At age 10 he was taking classes from the High School. His parents were dead set on him doing nothing but learning. In their eyes his brilliance would be what made them money so everything he did had to be related to academics. 

When he was 15 he was graduating high school and accepted into a university, his parents were proud but he wanted to be normal for once. The summer he followed his oldest brother around and learned more about the drug scene than he should have at 15. But he was good at counting, he could make sure everything was the right weight and in his brothers eyes proved to be an asset to him. That was the first time Santiago felt freedom and he loved it. (this connection would be plotted out more because his siblings are all WC’s)

He left for Stanford at age 16 where he was in special programs. He got his bachelors in mathematics and chemistry at 17. At the moment he has masters degrees in both and wants to go back to school and stay away from home but with his mothers declining health he’s back in charming. 

Instead of going back to his parents house like they wanted he’s living with roommates and just giving his parents money.

Santiago doesn’t really mind being a part of the wolves, it gives him a control he’s never had over things. He’s never been free, his life has been him stuck inside and doing what everyone else wanted from him. As much as he loves learning he wants to do it because he wants to and he’s never had that.

This is his chance at freedom, he’s doing things he knows he shouldn’t because it’s where he gets to see the freedom he’s never had before. 

CONNECTIONS

friends: Santiago has basically been here his whole life so him having some friends would be amazing! he’s not been here for a while but some old friends would be cool

mentors: aside from his older brother someone who kind of let him do things maybe when he wasn’t supposed to. Kind of helped him out with his parents and helped him stay away from them

exes: he’s a nerd as fuck so he wouldn’t have too many exes but I can see him having maybe one or two

anything!

name: roman maddox. age: thirtythree. occupation: sgt at arms for the devil’s disciples. been in charming for: all his life.

trigger warnings: mentions of illness, death, addiction

Born and raised in Charming, the Maddox household was a wild one, with four boys till they got a girl into the mix. The love their parents had for each other gave them all a good example of what to strive for. They weren’t perfect by any means, but they sure as hell were insanely in love with one another. His mother came from a family of money but left it all behind for their father whose family had been intertwined with the MC almost from the beginning which meant they only disapproved of Roman’s father. They turned their backs entirely when she got pregnant with the oldest Maddox son, being seventeen at the time but the two were determined to make the most of it and they did until the day that she passed away.

Roman came second, closest in age to Lincoln while there was a bit of a gap between them and the last three ( Travis, Dominic, Ava ). It didn’t change how excited he had been to be an older brother at the time or how tight knit they were. Although, a lot of that came from losing a parent. Roman was fourteen when his mother learned she was sick and by his fifteenth birthday she had already lost her fight. He watched the way losing her had slowly destroyed their father. Some days Roman was convinced that his misery would take another parent from them. His father turned to drinking and practically threw away all responsibility. It was the day that he parted from the Devil’s that Roman knew he’d never get back the man he had seen while his mother was alive. Him leaving had been almost as big of news as his mother’s diagnosis. The MC had always meant as much to him as their mother had and Roman naturally had no doubt in his mind that he would follow his example. Even though he was around still physically, he checked out in every other way. It didn’t seem fair to them, since the younger Maddox kids weren’t even in the double digits in age yet but Roman and Lincoln stepped up and double-teamed in the parenting department.

So, yes, his high school years were a strange time trying to balance between having a social life and being responsible for his siblings along with making sure the lights were kept on. There were days where he looked like he was getting the hang of it then you’d see him turn around and get into stupid fights and land himself into trouble. Days where he came home from a party at the same time that the younger ones were getting up for the day. The only reason he felt he could slack even for a little was because he was doing all of it with Lincoln, which gave him some leeway, taken on even more than he had. It wasn’t until Lincoln changed things up and decided to leave that really shook him up. He chose the military path for himself, not that Roman could blame him from wanting to do his own thing after what he had held up. Although it was a struggle, luckily, they had never truly been entirely on their own. Always getting a helping hand when needed from those his father had called brothers at one point, their community and the neighbor always made sure to have them over for dinner.

Roman was smart, too smart for his own good sometimes but it had been wasted away by his foolery. He had always expected that he would become a prospect as soon as he had the chance. Even his mother had known it and what she had told him always stuck with him. She always knew he would be the one to end up with a bike and wearing a kutte but she wanted him to prove to himself, at the very least, that he could do more if he wanted. While he excelled rather easily academically, he had never put much thought into anything beyond what had been mandatory. He always thought that kind of path was for his older brother or even the younger ones, but once it was his turn to decide he felt like he had to do it, if only to say that he had done more than what was expected and maybe, give something to his younger siblings to strive for.

So what did he do? The last thing he thought he was going to, he signed himself up for more years of school, enrolling into the local college. His plan had been to finish those years then turn around to join the kind of brotherhood his dad had, had so much passion for once. However two years in and they got the news of Lincoln’s death. A tipping point for Roman, even though he had to stay strong for his siblings it had been harder for him to deal with. He needed something else, beyond what he already was doing. That was when he became a prospect. He focused on the MC knowing they were priority and all things at home. His siblings became just as determined as he had been. Slacking off wasn’t an option. Slowly but surely they all began leaving the house, going to schools out of Charming but close enough to be able to visit often.

He was twentysix when he finally got to live his own life without having to truly worry about anyone else and he ate it up or at least he thought he was going to until he got involved with ( wc ). He couldn’t really tell you what got into the both of them but it was full on from the moment they started. They were engaged all too quick and married within a year, jumping head first into the love they had for each other. It was a poor choice on both their parts, looking back on it. While the beginning was great, everything you would want the cliches of constant fireworks going off but as the years went by the two fell apart, driving each other mad more often than not and even then he tried. It wasn’t until he realized she was using ( for the first time or again idk ) that things flipped for him. He tried to get her clean but when it failed, Roman stepped away entirely. He felt guilty for it, but he had taken care enough people in his life and he wasn’t about to do it again. He’s been separated from her for two years now but there hasn’t actually been any papers signed.

RANDOM????

he’s had his dog, half pit half husky, Loki for the past 4 years now and that’s the real love of his life right there

is covered in tats but the two biggest includes the one for the devil’s which is located on his back and a raven located on his left ribcage 

is really smart and yet incredibly stupid / goofy at the same time

is a big food guy aka he loves to cook, so let him cook you dinner it’ll be his pleasure

CONNECTIONS???

i’ll be sending in a wc for his estranged wife 

he’s been here all his life so literally anything -- 

best friends

the person who he grew up next to ( aka was always over for dinner with his siblings )

unrequited something maybe??

someone he dated when he was younger

hook ups ( pre marriage or after they separated )

even someone he hooked up during it when the two were already struggling

people he’s never gotten along with

idk!!! like i said anything!

Korrie here again, this time with my third muse  !  It’s Mr. Benjamin Miller who is a Devil’s Disciples member and works security at the Ace of Spades Casino  !  Below the cut is some more information about him  !  I’d love some plots for him, so feel free to like this and I’ll come to you on Discord most likely  !  TW: car accident, death, alcoholism.

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BACKGROUND

Grew up in a small town in Northern California, where his parents owned and ran a diner. His father was originally from Charming, but left the town after pressure from his family to join the Disciples. 

Was generally a well brought up kid, rarely getting in trouble and kept up with his chores and homework. 

Fell in love and ended up marrying his high school sweetheart, Alanah, right after graduation when they were both eighteen. 

It was intended for the couple to take over Ben’s parents’ diner when they decided to retire, and the newlyweds were happy with the arrangement. 

Two years after their high school graduation, Alanah gave birth to their first child who they decided to name Asher, after Ben’s father. 

They lived happily for a while, but as fate would have it, it didn’t last long.

On Asher’s fifth birthday, the Miller family went out to celebrate at a local arcade. When they were heading home a drunk driver T-boned them.

Alanah and Asher were both pronounced dead on arrival, while Benjamin got away with minor injuries. 

After the funerals were over and the paperwork in order, Ben couldn’t stand to stay in the town any longer. 

Guilt ridden and despondent, he packed up their apartment, giving most of it away to charity and packed a backpack with essentials and a few photos.

He took his father’s vintage Harley and headed out on the road. 

Ben ended up riding across country again and again for four years, never stopping in one place for long enough to get acquainted. 

After about four years on the road, Benjamin ended up in Charming. 

He had nowhere else to go as he didn’t want to go back to the town he grew up in, the town he’d started his family in and the town where he’d lost everything. 

So instead he headed to his father’s home town, seeking help from his cousin Sid. The two had met less than a handful of times throughout their teens, as Ben’s father didn’t want to have anything to do with his old home town. 

But despite not really knowing each other, his cousin helped Benjamin find a new purpose in life and Ben now puts his all into the club. 

PERSONALITY

Ben’s mostly a grumpy asshole, but he has his moments of joy, before the reminder of his loss brings him back to his grumpiness. 

He’s very loyal to the club and would do anything for any of his brothers and sisters. 

Can be a real softy when he gets the chance, but it’s a rare occasion that it ever happens. 

Tends to get into fights when he’s had a few too many. Sometimes verbal, but other times physical. He often does it to try and feel something, which he feels he has a hard time doing.

CONNECTIONS

FAMILY BY CHOICE  —  Some brothers and sisters from the Disciples. Some he’s close with, some who give each other good advice, some who see each other like older / younger siblings. Anything. Just gimme club connections. 

FRIENDLY FACES  —  Some people around town who try to get Ben to smile more. Doesn’t really happen often, but he’s still not completely boring to be around. 

FIGHTERS  —  Some people who Ben tends to get into verbal or physical fights with when he’s drunk. They might genuinely not like each other, or they might just egg each other on. 

GAMBLERS  —   People who visit Ace of Spades regularly and whom Ben’s built a relationship with. 

ANYTHING WE CAN COME UP WITH  !

need someone dead? here’s your girl!

sienna ava hendrix intro.

tw: murder mentions, tw: kidnapping, tw: touches of abuse, tw: violence 

her work is mostly long distances, in another state, in another country and so on..

favours the wolves more than she does the devils, however that does not mean she’s strictly loyal to the wolves, the only person she’s loyal to is herself.

is emotionally vacant and is incapable of forming any personal relationships.

she can be adorable, kind, funny, playful, frightening, chilling and vulnerable.. anyone you want her to be. she loves to play the part.

she has multiple passports and licenses all in different names to her own. you will only know her by the name she gives you. not everyone will know her by sienna. she likes to completely mind fuck people so don’t be offended.

she has an accent that can’t be placed, she’s very well travelled and capable of speaking in six languages. she puts on different twangs to the tone of her voice to further that little thrill seek of messing with her peers.

she lives outside of the human moral code and was trained to be a purpose built killer. she’s a contract killer, she’s independent and she gets the job done. her kills are creative and she leaves no traces of herself behind. she’s highly intelligent but she’s impulsive. 

at twenty nine she’s killed her fair share, she has a hefty figure in her bank account which funds the lifestyle of luxury. she usually fixates on her targets as their life fades away, each and every time she does so to try and gain some form of emotional reaction and each time she feels nothing.

snippet of her history.

she grew up in a large family, age six she was left abandoned and isolated due to her  (  at the time  )  minor violent tendencies. her birth parents were old fashioned and strict and their negative reactions to her outbursts only made her worse. she was picked up by the care system and later was taken from the borstal she was in. her upbringing from then on was harsh, she was pushed beyond her limits and warped and twisted into the  ideal assassin.

she was home schooled, never really having much room to form attachments and relationships outside of the training circle she was in. any chance of her feeling was suppressed. 

as she was raised she was beaten until she no longer winced, she was trained to take a hit and hit back three times harder, no matter the size put before her. she was forced to train with a broken elbow, broken ankles and so on. she feels pain but her tolerance is through the roof. 

she was given her first assigned case after killing one of her trainers--- the ‘nicer’ of the two, her name? ava. sienna’s middle name? ava. it’s there for memory. whether that’s a subconscious hint of an emotion or just a sick trophy.. we’ll see.

extra.

sienna is not her birth name, it’s carmen. she does not know this and will not. hendrix is a name her trainers plucked out of thin air for her, as well as sienna. 

she has an interesting taste in fashion, it can be simple, it can be bold or it can be weird. there’s no in between. she likes what she likes.

when her hair is tied up, she generally has a sharp hairpin holding it together. she has killed a number of people with this pin. namely through the eye.

she is extremely good at entering a household unwelcomed without being detected. 

she can sing and she can play the piano.

she does not have any form of social media.

she currently has a number of aloe vera plants in her apartment, she doesn’t like them, she just can never keep them alive despite them being one of the hardest plants to kill. so she’s currently buying loads until one lives.

her passports, her licenses and birth certificate are forged. she does not have anything that connects her to her birth family and this is not through choice. it’s just how it is for her.

wanted connections.

‘friends’ -- this will always be one sided. whilst she might like you she doesn’t have a clue what a friend is, or what it’s like to be one.

people she cannot stick -- she hates them because she thinks they think they’re better than her, she dislikes a certain look they give her, something petty such as she thinks they smell... something so stupid.

enemies.

someone she’s hooked up with more than once or once w/e

people she enjoys winding up.

people that pay her to kill--- targets outta town that sorta thing, or in town if plots allow. wolves/devils/non-gang related

up for any type of connection so don’t be shy!!