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perrywrites · 6 months

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yoo, thoughts on bllk boys who'd probably be in a 'die for you' (by the weeknd) coded relationship/situationship? 👁👁

Oh, that's definitely the Itoshi brothers' anthem. From the vibes I'm getting from a cursory lookover at the lyrics (I've heard the song before, just never paid attention to the lyrics before) correct me if I'm wrong about what they mean lmfao. Very much Sae, and also Rin - especially Rin. The emotional constipation and communication issues paired with that kind of intense and desperate love... Yeah, that's definitely Rin.

But let's start off with the 'colder' of the two - Sae. You just know that he's not going to give you enough in the relationship, especially in the start. Honestly, I think in terms of attachment styles (if you don't know about those, look them up and take the quiz! very fun and illuminating experience... lol), he's definitely very much on the avoidant end. He comes off as icy and distant in the start, impassive and bored, and although most of the angst would be dealt with before entering into a relationship with him (hopefully...) that doesn't mean things become that much better when you guys actually become official. Not in the beginning, at least. He's definitely softer, noticeably. He teases you with that trademark dry and sarcastic wit, bestows you with lingering touches, rare and precious smiles, but that's not enough. It's just not enough. At first, you cling to every crumb like a rain-soaked shirt to skin, desperate and lovesick for any ounce of affection, and his acknowledgment of you as his girlfriend sends you soaring. But of course, as a relationship starts progressing, one would want more, and it's no different in this case. Except, trying to ask a stubborn man like him for more is difficult, and eventually, tiring. It makes you feel crazy, trying to beg him for more than the bare minimum he offers. It's not necessarily so much so that he refuses to give you more, but more so that he thinks it's pointless. He doesn't see the point in complimenting you often (that would dilute their worth and effect, he would explain), or telling you that he likes you, I mean, you should know that, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be dating you in the first place. So when you start asking him for affection and for more of his time (to go on dates and whatnot... what? You knew he was a busy guy, stop asking to go out so often especially when you know the amount of precautions he'll have to take) and all of that, he starts feeling annoyed and cornered. You're asking for too much. What, do you want him to change for you? Is what he's giving you not enough? And before long, your need for affection is dismissed as neediness by him, and he declares you to be clingy and suffocating.

And we all know Sae doesn't hold back with his words, he's harsh and cold with what he believes to be true, and although he doesn't think he's being mean he totally IS mean when he coldly dismisses you as clingy and tells you that he wants an independent partner. And when your face crumbles like that, hurt visible now where it had been brewing subtly for weeks, if not months, Sae feels something that makes him feel even worse. Guilt? Yes, guilt. But he genuinely doesn't believe he's at fault for this, for expecting you to not be so dependent on him and expect him to be the kind of lovey dovey person he just isn't. And so when you ask him if he even cares about you, in that kind of pitiful broken voice, on the verge of tears - he snaps. He tells you if what he's doing for you isn't enough, you can leave him anytime and go to someone else. Of course, that's not what he really wants. What he's really hoping for is that you'll realize what you're asking for is stupid and childish, so you'll shut up about all of that and just accept what he's giving you. And you do, you shut up. And you're quieter after that, not as affectionate anymore, withdrawing into yourself. And although he felt relieved in the beginning, soon enough your weird behaviour starts making him antsy. At first, you don't message him that much after that argument, and then soon enough, you're not messaging him first anyways. He's the one starting all of your conversations (and he realizes, then, that until then you had been the one initiating most of the conversations), and although you respond, they get drier and drier with each passing day. And now you're the busy one, and he finds himself doing the chasing - albeit subtly - for your affection and attention. He finds himself doing the exact things you were asking for back then, but it's like you're completely unaffected by it, numb to it, and he realizes with a kind of late desperation that he's losing you. And he doesn't want that - but at the same time, he doesn't know what to do anymore. I mean, isn't he doing what you asked for then? He's doing that, so what else can he do? He can't be vulnerable, so he doesn't know how to ask - beg - you to stay when he can feel you slipping through his fingers. And it kills him, to watch you grow cold towards him like this, as all he can do is seem impassive to it when he is anything but.

After all, don't you know? He might not know how to tell you that he loves you, but he would die for you. So don't just leave him like this.

Now, Rin... He's an interesting case, and he's definitely more attuned with his emotions (uhm... in a slightly twisted kind of way...) and more capable of being vulnerable than his brother (ISTJ!Sae VS INTJ!Rin). So he's definitely more introspective and willing to communicate, and if you tell him you need something/want more, he's willing to accommodate you (saying that like he wouldn't like giving you the affection you want, because he loves every part of it - although he would never admit that. Fucking embarrassing as shit) and listen to your feedback, honestly. He's even fine with a certain extent of behaviour that is very clearly and outrightly clingy or needy (in fact, considering Rin's abandonment issues and loneliness, it would soothe a large part of him even if he's a bit troubled by it in the beginning, in contrast to Sae where it would make him largely uncomfortable - at least at first. The way the two would approach affection they're not used to is very fascinating especially with the whole younger and older sibling difference - Rin wouldn't know how to react at first, but he would definitely love and crave it, since he did receive it in his childhood from Sae. Sae would probably feel more uncomfortable with it, and I feel like he's more of a giver anyways, even if he's not doing a whole lotta giving in the sense that you would want him to 💀💀💀). That's until it interferes with his soccer, though. Although I believe Rin is the type of person who would pick his partner over soccer any day if he had to, that would come after a bit of dating/a while of him being in love with you tbh. But anyways, getting back on topic.

This happy too-good-to-be situation can only work so long as you're communicative as well, though. Because as honest as Rin tends to be, blushing and glaring at you as he calls you an idiot comes more naturally to him than 'I love you's. So if you want something and you're unable to tell him, things are going to go sour quick. He's not a mind reader, so as much as he's able to pick up on your moods and so on, he doesn't know what's going on in your mind. So if you want more affection, want him to hug you and kiss you more, express his love for you more, want to go on more dates, tell him. If you don't he's not going to know that. And although he's constantly trying on his own, scheduling movie nights, inviting you out to places he thinks you'd like, holding your hand in public because that's about the only kind of PDA he's comfortable with, if you need something more, you need to tell him. If you feel lonely sometimes because he doesn't respond to you much on days with practice, that his responses end up being more dry on those days, that you want to see him more often, then tell him. Otherwise, things are going to start crumbling. Good for you, though, because Itoshi Rin is not the kind of man that goes down without a fight. If he notices you're not telling him something, as much as he'll be annoyed at that, he'll push that aside in favour of trying to get you to open up to him - after all, don't you know? How soft he is for you? He might not be all that delicate about it, but he'll try to probe and get you to communicate with him - and although he seems relatively calm and collected, you don't understand how anxious he feels, how scared he is that everything could fall apart like this. Don't you know? He'd die for you, if he had to. So stop it, don't put him through this, please. You're crying now, and it feels like his heart is being ripped apart, and all he can do is hold you gently, like you're so fragile, like what the two of you have is so fragile, and run his fingers through your hair as he calms you down. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You two can work this out - no, will, work this out. Because this has to work out, and he's not giving up without a fight. He's in your corner, he's your pillar, don't you know that? So just tell him what's wrong already, dammit. And when you open up to him about all of your worries and insecurities, that you're scared you're a burden to him and his career, or that you're a bother to him, or whatever trash you're spewing, all he does is hoarsely call you an idiot and hug you even tighter. He assures you how untrue all of your insecurities are, but he knows that's not enough, so he promises to do whatever he can to prove to you how wrong your own mind is. After all, you're unbearably precious to him. He's already so attached to you, it's too late. Whatever you need, he'll give it to you, so please, just don't leave him.

Honorary mentions; post-wildcard Kunigami, and Barou.

Post-wildcard Kunigami definitely has intimacy issues, and he'll be closed off and mentally retreat inside, making him distant in your relationship (even though he loves you so much).

Barou would be similar to Sae here, except he'd be a lot more gruff and blunt about it, although tbh if it's something he's not necessarily against (like PDA - no way in hell are you convincing him to do PDA unless you're, like, to the point of engaged or something, and even then only a little bit) you could convince him if you can make him see your point.

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tadpolesonalgae · 2 months

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After reading Please... part 4, is it weird that i want to see more interaction between Mor and reader? like even more than i want to see interaction between Az and reader??? i think it's just such an interesting dynamic,, their situation lowkey resembles one of siblings that grew up in an abusive household but the older sibling went to college/moved out first and the younger sibling feels abandoned. like, no one is really in the wrong because the older one is just as much of a victim as the younger one, but feelings and emotions don't necessarily work as strict and logically as you'd like them to. plus in the case of the fic, reader wasn't even born when the whole ordeal of Mor being traded off to the Autumn Court and eventually saved by Rhys, but there's still the underlying current of "i know what you're probably going through bc i've gone through it too but i also barely saved myself from it so i don't know how to save you"....... even if Keir & his wife's abuse is not Mor's fault nor responsibility.

and with the unbothered demeanor that reader seems to have, she probably doesn't hold too strong of a resentment towards Mor (tbh reader seems like she doesn't hold Any type of strong feelings towards anyone or anything both negative and positive.. other than like being touch starved and the occasional fear of pain which only further solidifies my theory that she's probably physically abused in some capacity to the point that she has an insane disinterest in her own safety and it made her numb to most emotions as a defense mechanism but i feel like now this is just me projecting 💀💀) but there's got to be Something.... right..?????? like, the part where reader mentions Velaris and asks about how the world is like outside of hewn city to keep egging Mor, i wonder if Mor's agitation was purely because she felt her safe haven being threatened or if it's also because she somewhat feels,, guilt that she got to escape from her parents and hewn city but reader didn't. and i wonder if reader chose that particular topic because she's subconsciously aware of that. or at least she can tell it makes Mor uncomfortable even if she can pinpoint exactly why.

anyways, im just happy and thriving that this series is back on the roll 🎉 it's honestly been my roman empire ever since i first read it lol

I’d say she’s probably just focusing on surviving in her court and keeping herself as far away from her parents as she can without bringing attention to her deliberate absence? And while it’s definitely been awful for her growing up with them, she has managed to find an escape of sorts—that being her interest in ancient artefacts and the Things Kier keeps locked away which is how she’s kept herself together.

In terms of reader’s relationship with Mor, and being interested in some more details, given what can occur in the next couple of parts, that might happen? I only say might because please… isn’t planned out or anything, so while I know where the story can go, there aren’t any set Moments that are going to be written :)

It would be nice to write some things with them though, as well as with Az :)

‘anyways, im just happy and thriving that this series is back on the roll 🎉 it's honestly been my roman empire ever since i first read it lol’

Thank you so much 🧡💛 I’m honestly really happy to be writing it again (as well as the other fics I’d maybe forgotten about) so it’s lovely to hear that you’re enjoying it 🧡💛🫂

#anons <3 #please…#thank you ☹️🧡💛#🫂

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foofygoldfish · 3 years

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oc profile! tagged by @belorage, @amistrio, @faithchel, @jamesbvchanans, and @shellibisshe! <3

this is uh

long

so i apologize if the read more doesn't work lmao

GENERAL

alias(es): alice

gender: cis female

age: depends on au? (aka please don't make me do maaaaath)

birthdate: october 30, 1992

place of birth: butte, montana

hometown: butte, montana

spoken languages: english, korean, basic conversational spanish

sexual preference: bisexual

occupation: bartender/"rogue's trophy wife" (are they actually married? no! will they ever? probably not. does alice still call herself that? fuck yeah)

APPEARANCE

eye color: green

hair color: naturally medium brown, dyed bubblegum pink

height: 5'0

scars: sjlkdf listen she's clumsy. she has a lot. for major ones though, she has one long one on her thigh/knee from the car accident, as well as a few other smaller ones.

FAVOURITE

color: green, not that anyone believes her

hair color: on her? pink. on others? uh. any, particularly unnatural ones.

eye color: she's really not picky, honestly

song: don't tell johnny, but she knows every word to chippin' in.

food: mac n' cheese.

drink: coffee. preferably with some super sweet flavor in it.

HAVE THEY

passed university: not technically - she was working on her last few classes when she got in the car accident, and didn't bother finishing up her degree when she woke up

had sex: lmao yes

had sex in public: ....yes

gotten pregnant: she had one very terrifying scare, but no

kissed a boy: yes

kissed a girl: yes

gotten tattoos: yes!

gotten piercings: she almost did, and then she chickened out

been in love: yes

stayed up for more than 24 hours: almost. she made it to 23.5 hours dkjljsf

ARE THEY

a virgin: no

a cuddler: ohhhh yeah

a kisser: yes

scared easily: she'd like to say no, but jump scares get her.

jealous easily: she says no. rogue says yes.

trustworthy: yes

dominant: sometimes?

submissive: yes

in love: yes

single: nope!

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: no

thought of suicide: briefly

attempted suicide: no

wanted to kill someone: lmao yes. both seriously and not

have/had a job: yes

have any fears: she is terrified of heights.

FAMILY

sibling(s): jane stanley (older sister), caleb riley (twin brother)

parent(s): caroline and david

children: none?

significant other: rogue amendiares

pets: lord byron, a very spoiled orange boy

GENERAL

alias(es): the sole survivor, the professor

gender: cis female

age: 24

birthdate: october 26, 2053

place of birth: kingsport, tennessee

hometown: kingsport, tennessee

spoken languages: english, cantonese

sexual preference: bisexual

occupation: formerly a lawyer, now the leader of the minutemen

APPEARANCE

eye color: dark brown

hair color: black

height: ….. My master doc just says “height” so uh, 5’7. That’s it. maybe.

scars: oof

FAVOURITE

color: lavender

hair color: dark brown

eye color: green

song: ‘mr sandman’ because she is a sap and it was the first song her and nate danced to

food: maple syrup

drink: she’s boring - nuka-cola, fully caffeinated

HAVE THEY

passed university: yes! She graduated with her JD not too long before the bombs fell

had sex: yes lol

had sex in public: she’d like “public” to be clarified sdjklf

gotten pregnant: yes

kissed a boy: yes

kissed a girl: yes

gotten tattoos: no

gotten piercings: yes

been in love: yes

stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes

ARE THEY

a virgin: no

a cuddler: a little?

a kisser: in private, yes

scared easily: for her first few weeks in the wasteland, yes, but she kinda got numb to everything that could possibly scare her? (except radroaches. fuck radroaches.)

jealous easily: no

trustworthy: yes

dominant: …...no?

submissive: tbh i really haven’t thought about this for her

in love: yes

single: no

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: no

thought of suicide: yes

attempted suicide: yes

wanted to kill someone: yes lol

have/had a job: yes

have any fears: yes, but she won’t share them

FAMILY

sibling(s): none

parent(s): …. Yes, but i can’t find their names kdsljf - they both died during the great war

children: shawn/synth!shawn, and she treats duncan as her own once he finally makes it to boston

significant other: nate (deceased), piper & maccready

Pets: dogmeat!

GENERAL

alias(es): tilly

gender: cis female

age: 23 (in 2033)

birthdate: september 27, 2010

place of birth: why do i have multiple ocs from butte

hometown: technically butte, but she considers jackson her hometown

spoken languages: english, asl

sexual preference: lesbian

occupation: jack of all trades/horse girl

APPEARANCE

eye color: dark brown

hair color: dark brown

height: 5’3

scars: a few scattered ones from being clumsy, but nothing major

FAVOURITE

color: neon green. alternatively, red

hair color: talisa’s

eye color: ….. talisa’s

song: american pie

food: chocolate, not that she can get it often

drink: orange juice, not that she can get that often, either

HAVE THEY

passed university: no

had sex: yes

had sex in public: no (unless the barn counts)

gotten pregnant: no

kissed a boy: no

kissed a girl: yes

gotten tattoos: no

gotten piercings: no

been in love: yes

stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes, and she’s not allowed to do it again

ARE THEY

a virgin: no

a cuddler: very much so

a kisser: yes sdjklf

scared easily: oh christ yeah

jealous easily: she’ll deny it but yes

trustworthy: yes, but mostly because she’ll forget any secrets you tell her (she’s ride or die for her friends, though)

dominant: sldfjk no

submissive: yes

in love: very much so, yes

single: no

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: no

thought of suicide: no

attempted suicide: no

wanted to kill someone: not an alive someone

have/had a job: technically yes? She just hops around

have any fears: all of the infected terrify her. So do owls.

FAMILY

sibling(s): her baby sister, leticia!

parent(s): charlie and hannah

children: gillian and victoria, two sisters that her and tally adopt

significant other: talisa york!

pets: officially, she has two dogs! A pibble (grizzly) and a rottie (timber)! Unofficially, every single horse in the stables

GENERAL

alias(es): sher

gender: cis female

Age: 33 as of 2019

birthdate: march 17, 1986

place of birth: brighton, england

hometown: brighton, england

spoken languages: english, greek, italian, latin

Sexual preference: bisexual

occupation: librarian/professor during the week, treasure hunter on the weekend!

APPEARANCE

eye color: greenish blueish

hair color: red

height: 5’6

scars: none

FAVOURITE

color: rust

hair color: black

eye color: …..yes

song: she’s an emo kid at heart, so helena by mcr sdjlkf

food: honey lollipops!

drink: vietnamese egg coffee

HAVE THEY

passed university: yes!

had sex: yes

had sex in public: no

gotten pregnant: yes

kissed a boy: yes

kissed a girl: yes

gotten tattoos: no, but she’s thought about it

gotten piercings: yes, but she let the holes close up

been in love: yes

stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes

ARE THEY

a virgin: ….. See the previous section

a cuddler: yes, and even more so when she’s sleepy

a kisser: not… really? She’ll give little kisses on the forehead, but proper kisses are more special

scared easily: no, she just gets annoyed

jealous easily: no

trustworthy: yes

dominant: no…?

submissive: yes?

in love: yes

single: no

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: no

thought of suicide: no

attempted suicide: no

wanted to kill someone: briefly, yes, but rafe just… has that kinda face

have/had a job: yes

have any fears: yes

FAMILY

sibling(s): none

parent(s): charles and ruth thompson!

children: alanna!

significant other: her husband jason, who is deceased; now she’s with chloe and nadine!

pets: a ferret, who definitely has a name…. somewhere….

#alice riley #reyna porter #tilly north #sheridan mallory #this took f o r e v e r slkjdff #why did i do four ocs

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julemmaes · 4 years

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Pinky Promise - Prologue

A/N: Here it is, finally! I know you all have waited literally less than 24 hours for this, but still:) Like I said yesterday, this is mainly Nessian, but considering it’s a multichapter fic it’ll have others couples too, obviously. Some might not be your favorites and the beginning of the fic is kinda tough for this reason, but I hope it’s worth waiting. + I don’t know if any of you read Crescent City, but if you did, expect this first part to be like the first hundred pages of the book, it’s just info-dump. I’ll leave you to the chapter now.

Uh and p.s. thanks to all of you who commented and started following me. I feel loved tbh, I appreciate each and every one of you darlings

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Word count: 3,938

Nesta had just stepped outside the classroom when a cramp slightly more painful than the others made her hold her breath. She stopped in the middle of the hallway, apologizing to one of the girls who was attending the course with her when she bumped into Nesta, waiting for the pain to end and for her to continue walking without feeling as if her stomach were opening up from the inside. She took three deep breaths and walked towards the exit.

Cassian should have been out by now and if he wasn't there Nesta would have made him pay for it. He knew she had her period and he knew she hated waiting, so it would be wise of him to be on the street as soon as she reached the gates.

She huffed, rubbing her hand over her face, and squinted when she saw her boyfriend's green military Jeep parked just outside the university gardens. She lowered her head, clutching her jacket and protecting herself from the winter cold of Velaris. She speeded past when lightning struck the sky and found herself in the parking lot.

Azriel and Cassian were talking animatedly about something, probably sport, Nesta thought, seeing how they were both excited and by the gestures they made, but as soon as Cassian saw her, his face lit up and he smiled at her, interrupting whatever he was doing. He went up to her, "Hi sweetheart." He put his hands on her face and pulled her towards him, kissing her before Nesta could return the greeting. She closed her eyes, keeping her hands in her pocket but rejoicing at that touch. When Cassian broke away looking at her with that cocky smile on his face, Nesta had her eyes closed and her forehead wrinkled.

Cassian frowned, "What is it?" he asked her, taking the bag from her shoulder and turning towards the trunk. Normally she wouldn't let him take the bag, she could do it very well on her own, but she was too tired and sore to even bicker over these little things. Cassian must have noticed it too, because looking at Azriel on the other side of the car he made him understand that he wanted to talk to her for a moment. The older waved to Nesta and she barely had time to give him a small smile before he disappeared in the back of the car.

She looked up just in time to see Cassian approaching again as he wrapped her in his arms, holding her to his chest. This time she took her hands out of her pockets to hug him in turn. She heard him take a deep breath, "Rough day?" he murmured in her hair, where he left a kiss a few seconds later. Nesta nodded, muttering something in his chest. "Hmm," he said looking at her with distrustful eyes, "Can you hold on for a few more minutes before I take you home or?"

Nesta broke away, walking toward the passenger seat, Cassian had already got in and was starting the car when she sat down and her feet cried out in relief that she no longer had to stand. "Why? Do you have to pick up Rhysand?"

She heard Azriel snort, "When are you going to start calling him Rhys?"

Nesta turned just enough to show the determined expression on her face. "When those two stupid siblings of ours decide to cut the bullshit and get together."

"Touché."

Cassian turned left. "Yes, his car is at the mechanic's and with the bus strike he doesn't know how to come back." he answered her initial question. He glanced at her sideways when she yawned, resting her head on the window. "But if you're too tired I can drop you off and then go get him."

"Nono, don't worry. It's okay." Nesta murmured, remembering something else, "I should also stop by Elain's store to pick up some things, if you don't mind..." she grunted in pain when another cramp twisted her stomach. Azriel leaned forward between the two seats, "Are you alright?"

Cassian shook his head, "I'm taking you home. We'll stop by Ellie's, don't worry."

"I said it's okay, I can handle it." she gave him a withering look and when he put the blinker on to turn right, towards her apartment, she moved to remove it.

Cassian was about to retaliate and say that she shouldn't touch the steering wheel when he's driving, but Azriel interfered before they could start arguing.

"There's no problem, we can go to Elain's and take everything," he said in a calm and gentle tone. This only made Nesta angrier, who turned to Azriel with a murderous look. "I said I can handle it, stop treating me as if I were on the verge of death".

Her boyfriend puffed, changing gears. "You're not on the verge of death and I'm sure you could survive an extra hour or so, but don't you think going home and taking a hot shower and relaxing is better than having to stay out here in the cold with the three of us?" he gave her a sly smile when he saw Nesta stiffening up to the idea of a hot bath. "Think carefully before you answer."

Nesta whispered a "fine" under her breath and a few minutes later Cassian was approaching the Archeron apartment. She got out and took her things, before leaning into the car and leaving a peck on Cassian's lips.

Her boyfriend gave her a soft smile, before raising his hand and pulling up only his right pinky. Nesta shook her head chuckling, intertwining her pinky with his.

"See you in a little while, sweetheart." Nesta nodded, caressing his arm.

"Bye babe, bye Az." she couldn't stop herself before realizing they had company. She wasn't used to being so numb with pain and it never happened that she called Cassian babe in front of other people, much less their family.

Azriel's eyes opened wide. "Babe? That's new." he got out of the car to get into the front seat and Cassian punched him in the shoulder. "Fuck off Az- take care." he said finally turning to Nesta, before rushing to the elementary school where Rhysand worked.

Opening the door of the building she remembered something important. She cursed under her breath and rumbled in her purse looking for her cell phone as she entered the elevator. She quickly dialed Elain's number and only after two rings did her sister answer:

"Hey Nesta!" she seemed as happy as ever, "What's up?"

"Cassian and Azriel should come by to pick up the package that arrived yesterday, under no circumstances should Cassian see the sender so can you please tear out any evidence on the box?" she heard muffled noises and then Elain said goodbye to a customer. "Sorry to interrupt you while you're working, but it's really important."

"Uh, don't worry, it's pretty calm today." she said cheerfully. "Is it the book?"

Nesta nodded, opening the door to the appartment, realizing later that her sister couldn't see her, "Yes, it's the book and it would be better if he didn't shake the box too much, I have the feeling that that thing is twelve thousand years old and could disintegrate at any moment." Elain giggled.

"Sure, I'll erase every address and name, I've got this."

"Thank you."

They talked a little bit more about what they were going to do that night and after another five minutes on the phone Nesta was finally alone and at peace in the quiet of her room while taking off her skinny jeans and sweaty t-shirt and getting ready for a hot bath.

As soon as she was immersed in the water, with bubbles bursting around her ears and a glass of red wine in one hand, she started thinking about how she was going to ask Cassian to move in together.

They had met in high school, when her family had moved in after her mother's death. It had taken her months before she started talking to anyone at school and one day, because of something that had happened with Feyre, she arrived late and the only free seat had been next to Azriel. She liked him right away, he was quiet and never asked her anything, not even what her name was, but they exchanged that embarrassed smile between friends-not-friends when they met in the hallway. Cassian had never really spoke to her either, but she knew that he was Azriel's friend and he usually joined them when they studied together during the breaks.

I wasn’t long before they all became great friends.

One day, during the second year, Azriel told her that there would be a party and that if she wanted she could come. Nesta had obviously refused.

With the economic condition they were in, it was already a lot if they could buy a new pair of shoes for Feyre every year, who was still growing up, and she certainly wouldn't know what to wear.

Azriel hadn't given up, however, and invited her to whatever party he went to, not as if they were dating, but as a friend would have done. Little by little they began to go out together. Relatively calm things: movies, dinners at the various fast food restaurants Velaris offered and sometimes they went for hikes in the mountains with Rhysand, who had just started high school. Most of the time Cassian would go with them, especially during the study sessions, but instead of studying he acted as a disturber and it took Nesta a long time before she realized how much she really liked that character.

How good he was inside and the things he would do for those he loved. He was to be admired, a boy so young, who had lost as much as she had, if not more, but who faced everyday life with that silly smile on his face.

During the middle of the fourth year, Azriel stood her up at the last minute because something had happened with Rhysand, and he had to run to help. Cassian, who was already with her that day, decided to stay, thinking Azriel was more than capable of helping Rhysand on his own, and invited her to eat something. Nothing serious, a dinner between friends. While they were about to pay, at the end of the evening, Nesta received a call from the hospital.

Her father had had a heart attack and died.

It had been Feyre who had found him coming back from an evening out with Elain, only 13 years old, as she had found their mother's body almost five years earlier. Nesta had panicked and the only thing that hadn't completely driven her insane that night was Cassian's presence.

He took her to the hospital and stayed with her every step of the way, every procedure, every signature and every document.

Both he and Azriel helped the sisters throughout the long custody trial of Elain and Feyre and they were there when Nesta became the legal tutor of the two minors when she turned 18. Even Rhysand, although he was only 16 at the time and couldn't help much, was very close to the Archeron family.

It was only after spending almost a year trying to find a way to continue living with the weight on her shoulders that she realized that without Cassian she would’ve never been able to get through something like this.

Nesta had started working immediately after the death of her father, continuing her studies anyway, and very often Cassian acted as her driver, taking her from one place to another. He also gifted her with many movie nights and occasionally went shopping for her and her sisters.

She knew he was doing this because he understood what it was like to not have enough food in the house to feed the rest of the family.

She had known for a long time that the boy was lost in her: she saw it in the way he looked at her, in the way he protected her every time Tomas passed by, knowing exactly what had happened during the third year, she knew it from the way he presented her to others, as a strong and independent woman, proud to be his friend. And yet, although they both knew about the strong feelings between the two of them, no one ever acted on it.

They danced in this limbo between friendship and love and when one day Cassian brought a girl home, Nesta exploded. For hours, they were at each other's throats, screaming things they didn't really mean, driven by anger towards the other but also towards themselves.

They got together immediately afterwards.

They did not need a trial period to see if it would ruin what they already had. It would never happen and they knew it too well. Nothing could've broken that bubble of theirs. Nothing.

They had been together for six years now and the only reason they still didn't live together was that Nesta didn't want to leave Feyre alone while she was still studying. She was going to let Feyre get her degree and find a steady job to support her before she moved out so that her little sister could focus on studying. But now it was only a few months away, and then they would both be free from college. Feyre would get her painting degree and Nesta would finish her master's degree in aerospace engineering, quit that stupid job as a salesgirl and find a job in one of Prythian Space Agency's research labs.

And above all, Nesta couldn't wait to finally go live with the love of her life.

***

Cassian had just parked in front of Rhysand's school when the sky split apart and the rain started coming down like it was the apocalypse day. He squeezed the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white and leaned his head on the horn, making Azriel jump next to him. He closed his eyes sighing.

"You haven't told her yet, have you?" his brother whispered, as if he were almost afraid to ask.

Cassian laughed, but there was no trace of amusement in that sound. He turned his head toward Azriel just in time to see Rhysand swoop into the back seat, completely soaked from head to toe, with a shocked expression on his face.

Azriel waved and Rhysand sat down better, closing the door with force. "Hello beautiful," he said with his charmer act. "What have you got for me? How were your days?"

Azriel waited to answer, wanting to know first what Cassian was going to do with all the shit he was in. Rhysand must have realized what the atmosphere was because the smile died on his lips and he leaned forward, "What were you talking about before I arrived?" he asked with a hint of concern in his voice. Cassian looked over his shoulder and sighed again, this time more loudly.

"The bigass elephant in mine and Nesta's room."

"Uh-oh." said Rhys.

"Yeah, uh-oh."

"Haven't you told her yet?" asked the youngest.

Cassian shook his head, keeping his eyes fixed on the road and contracting his jaw, "We're still together, or not? So I'd say no, I haven't told her."

Azriel scratched his cheek, avoiding looking directly at him. "When are you going to do it?"

"I was thinking of doing it tonight, after dinner, but seeing that she's not doing so well, I guess I'll have to take a rain check." he turned into the street of Elain's store.

"Don't you think it's risky?" Azriel continued to ask. "I don't say the thing itself, but waiting so long to tell her. We all know Nesta, she’ll need a lot of time to accept it. You can't just drop the bomb and then run away."

In other circumstances he would have laughed at that rough joke, but he wasn't in the mood at all. The fact that he would have left Nesta to enlist and probably go and drop bombs in war territories was not a prospect he particularly liked.

"I'll find a way to do it without breaking her heart and give her time to accept it, don't worry".

"Wait," Rhys stopped him. He turned off the car directly in front of the flower shop and saw Azriel turn toward the entrance with a lost smile on his lips. Cassian scoffed, shifting his gaze in front of him again.

The Archeron sisters and their fucking perfect personalities.

"Are you going to break up with Nesta?" concluded Rhysand looking at him through the rearview mirror with a serious look.

Cassian turned around with a bewildered expression on his face, "God, no! What's wrong with you?" Azriel had also recovered from his short circuit called Elain and looked at the two brothers with his mouth slightly wide open.

Rhys raised his hands in defense, "Sorry, I misunderstood."

Cassian could hardly believe that Rhysand had thought such a thing. They remained silent watching the raindrops hit the glass when someone knocked hard on Azriel's window and all three of them jerked in fear. The figure outside the car moved and opened Rhysand's door as they got in.

“Hey guys.” Elain had a radiant smile on her face and seemed to be illuminated with her own light. Azriel had turned around so quickly on the seat that Cassian wondered how he hadn't broken his neck or pelvis. Rhysand leaned forward to give her a quick hug.

It didn't take Elain more than three seconds to realize that something was wrong, "Are you alright?" she asked worried, putting her hand on Azriel's seat. "You have such long faces," she said.

Rhys burst out laughing, "We're fine, don't worry."

Elain smiled at him, "Okay perfect, because Nesta and I have planned a pretty good night and when, not if, you get drunk I wouldn't want to have to comfort you because you're sad."

Cassian turned around at that point, with a lopsided smile, so that she wouldn't doubt their moods. "I like this idea."

"Good." said Elain with a smile on her face. She pointed to the store behind her and gestured with one hand, "I could use a strong pair of arms to take out some boxes for Feyre and Nesta and some vases. They're not big, but they weigh more than me and it's pouring down, I wouldn't want to trip and die because of the cyclamens."

Before anyone else could answer Azriel was already outside the car and inside the store.

Cassian and Rhysand laughed as Elain blushed. She got out of the car following their brother.

"Holy moly, those two are crushing so bad," whispered Rhys as he looked toward the entrance.

Cassian opened his eyes wide, bursting out laughing. The younger brother turned to him, confused. "What are you laughing at?

"Nothing at all.” Cassian ran his hand over his eyes, actually smiling, "I'm just thinking about how stupid you and Az are."

Rhys looked at him badly in the mirror, "We're not stupid." then he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the seat and looking up. "You know very well why neither of us has been able to take a step forward yet," he paused briefly, "At least I, am not going to do anything until she decides to leave Tamlin willingly."

Cassian nodded with a serious expression this time, knowing exactly how the conversation would continue if he answered verbally. They talked about Feyre so often, about her relationship with Tamlin, that Cassian seemed to have learned a script to recite every time.

He looked out the window, watching Azriel laughing with Elain. Probably the brother in the worst situation was him.

Elain and Lucien had been together forever. Cassian had met little Ellie when she was still only 14 years old and they had been together for a year already. It was a special relationship, theirs.

When they had started the second year of high school they had decided to break up after almost four years, considering it the best thing to do. After all, theirs was what you might call a childish love. They had been apart for a few months, but when the girls' father had died, Lucien and Tamlin had been very supportive of the younger sisters. More than everyone in their group liked to admit.

Cassian and Azriel had already met all three sisters when the misfortune happened and it didn't take Rhysand long to build a solid relationship with both of the younger two.

When Elain announced that they were back together, Azriel realized that it affected him far more than necessary. By now he had been stuck in his role as the world's “bestest” friend - as Elain liked to call him - for seven years.

He had had other girlfriends over time, but never anything serious and none of them had ever managed to make him really fall in love. It was also very complicated to describe the kind of relationship those two had. Lucien was always ready to pull him into the middle of their quarrels and Elain systematically went to Azriel crying, telling him that Lucien did not understand that their relationship was much more like that of two siblings.

The first time Azriel had spoken to Cassian about it, almost two years after Mr. Archeron's death, he had burst out laughing. His brother had remained silent for years in the friendzone while Cassian lived his best life with Nesta.

When it came to Rhysand and Feyre it was a whole different story.

When they met, Feyre was already very close to Tamlin. Hanging out only with her older sister and her boyfriend, it seemed natural that she and Tamlin would end up together, but Rhysand was still shocked when one day she came home, during her fourth year of high school, followed by him, and reintroduced him to everyone as her boyfriend.

The thing that no one could understand was how they could still be together after all these years.

Cassian knew from Nesta and Rhysand that the first years of their relationship were all peaches and cream. They seemed like the perfect couple. Tamlin's family had also helped Feyre with her college tuition, getting her into the Academy of Fine Arts supervised by one of his father's many friends.

They had been together for five years now and the only thing everyone was sure of was that when an Archeron sister gave her heart to someone, she would never ask for it back.

Cassian knew how much the overall situation weighed on both his brothers, but you can't control your heart and he couldn't advise anything else but to wait.

Azriel got back in the car alone and when Cassian turned to him to ask him where Elain was, he seemed upset.

"Everything alright?" he asked cautiously.

"I'm not going to talk about it."

Cassian exchanged a confused look with Rhysand through the mirror and when Elain got into the car looking just as upset, they fell silent.

Cassian sighed and held the steering wheel tighter. The evening was going to be interesting.

The ringing of a phone echoed in the cockpit.

"Mor and Amren are already at Nesta's -" said Rhys, "it seems they've already opened the wine."

Elain snorted, looking out the window with a severe glare. "Good, because we're going to need a lot of it tonight."

"A lot." Azriel repeated gritting his teeth, frowning even more.

Definitely interesting.

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rubberduckyrye · 4 years

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Hi! Just saw the last ask and now I love Kurochi as well. But w h o i s J a d e n H o l l a n d ?

OH HO HO FINALLY SOMEONE ASKS ME ABOUT MY OC I’M SO HAPPY

Okay so Jaden Holland is, well, my OC--he’s from the fangan me and L are making called “Class 49″, though there has been some slight talk about potentially changing the story to be an original one and called “Case 49″ As in, like, a Case Study.

Anyway, in his Danganronpa form, Jaden is the Ultimate Digital Artist

Anyway here’s a link to the Holland Family! Jaden is the one with glasses. Glenn is his older brother, and Jayleen is the girl on the left who is the eldest sister. His mother, Agatha, is on the right. (Also don’t mind Glenn’s hair, I’ve kind of changed the texture recently (Glenn is the tall guy in the middle of the short girl and the other DICE Member with the piercings) and L was happy with it so yeah)

On that note, Glenn Holland is a member of DICE! Which is kind of important to Jaden’s story, because Glenn ran off with the Ouma Twins when he was 11 or 12 (he’s a year younger than the twins so they were 12/13 ish) and that left Jaden in a really bad place. See, his mother is an overworked police officer, and Jayleen not only goes to high school but works too. So that meant Glenn was the sibling Jaden was most attached to, and not only was he gone, but Jaden was left alone to fend for himself. This was the absolute worst timing, because he started getting harassed by bigoted white kids and it turned Jaden from being a shy yet kind of adorable puppy to a quiet, emotionally numb person. It didn’t help that Jaden is partially mute due to being bit on the neck by a stray dog. He survived, but the surgery that saved him also scarred his vocal chords, so he mostly uses sign language to speak. Unfortunately, he tried to befriend some deaf kids who he could talk to, but they were really bitter at him since he wasn’t actually deaf... man Jaden got really outcasted and bullied a lot, plus abandonment issues, poor guy--

At least he has his dancing! Jaden is a really good dancer, and with how classy he typically dresses, you wouldn’t guess he’s really good at break dancing and electro swing and shuffle. He’s a good dancer, and dancing is really fun for him and he can relieve himself of a lot of stress just by doing it. Yet he’s kind of... shy? About his dancing? I haven’t really figured that part out yet though...

Anyway

Jaden has a really hard time feeling emotions due to having a severe case of apathetic depression due to this harassment, and even if he gained friends in the form of a small group of kids joining together to make a street dancing club, he still had a lot of issues in his early teen years with emotions and feelings.

As you might have guessed, Jaden is a digital artist--he mostly focuses on digital painting, but he can animate, 3D model, and basically any artsy craftsy thing you can do on a computer, he does extremely well. He was scouted to be the Ultimate Digital Artist because he made a short movie with his digital painting, and it looked like it was live action until you realize it was an animation. Due to his emotional shit, however, he barely felt anything but regret upon getting his letter, as it meant that he had to give up his dancing and leave his friends behind.

In his own killing game, Jaden is an unwilling blackened that wwas forced to kill a specific student. He had the Despair Disease, with the Obedience Disease symptom. So a girl named Olivia (also known as Marie), in her intense grief and rage at the victim for knowingly getting someone she loved killed in the previous chapter, forces Jaden to kill them. Marie also did this because Jaden was the only person who showed any kind of understanding towards Marie’s feelings where as the rest of the class just, forgave the victim pretty quickly. Marie thought that since Jaden was the only good person in that entire shitfest, that he was the only person who deserved to live, and planned on taking the fall for him so he would be able to escape. She even ordered him not to tell the truth so he couldn’t confess.

Unfortunately, Jaden’s “““Crime”““ was found out, and he was voted for as the blackened. He suffers through an execution, Paint Ball Barrage.

In a VRAU setting, Jaden eventually becomes Kurochi’s main love interest and first boyfriend. He genuinely loves Kurochi, and his love for him is sometimes amplified when he can only feel how much he loves Rochi ad nothing else. Kurochi kind of makes Jaden feel alive sometimes, which is. Really something Jaden needs to go deal with with a therapist and he eventually does but you know.

Jaden is Aroflux! Meaning he fluxuates between different aromantic spectrum. He’s mostly Demi romantic, but sometimes is full blown aromantic. Kurochi is totally fine with this, it just means Jaden’s love for him shifts on occasion.

Jaden is also very bi but like, also a demi bi? But nothing can compare to the hilariously named “art boner” he gets when he has inspiration to draw something. Even if his BFs and GFs are trying to be spicy with him, if Jaden sees something he’s gotta draw, he’s gotta draw. Spice can Wait, he needs to Sketch it Now. Stop whining, you’re moving and he needs you to Sit Still as he draws you.

Jaden really likes to draw the people he loves tbh :’D

Anyway that’s a basic rundown of my boy, I love him dearly and I need to actually write him more in fanfictions and not just rps with L :’D L has definitely written more fics with him than I have, orz HE’S MY OWN GOD DAMN OC NDJNDJKSNDAKJ

#Jaden Holland #soraekii

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jacksnhartly · 4 years

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hey all you cool cats and kittens ! it’s carole caitlin from big cat rescue and i’m here to deliver a well-meaning southern scoundrel ( who can be a real idiot 11/10 times ) to this glorious group. i’ve been on the hunt for a solid rp for idk how long and i’m sO stoked to find a home in frostford & begin writing / plotting with every single one of you ! admittedly, his background is pretty underwhelming because he’s a new muse and i’m still getting a feel for him, but i have a few wanted connections up for grabs listed at the end of this post that should ( hopefully ) make up for lack of depth in his bio, so if you see any that strike your interest please feel free to hit me up & now without further ado, i give you jackson hartley.

inspiration

made a little pinterest board & spotify playlist for your viewing / listening pleasure yeehaw

background

frostford, alabama. born and bred. jackson daniel hartley was the result of an accidental pregnancy between two hasty teenagers, brought into the world on may 4, 1982. his mother left the hartley household for good when he was just a toddler, his father only seeming to care about the strange women who came in and out of their house ( never staying long ) and whatever substances would efficiently numb out the depression of his girlfriend leaving him and their son for the big city. it seemed jackson was set up for survival mode from the very beginning, but with a doting grandmother and a handful of good friends, he made it out alive.

sweet sixteen. academics were never his strong suit, though his grandma did her damnedest to get his cursive writing looking like the queen of england’s and to get him to memorize every single multiplication table. school just wasn’t for him, he wasn’t interested in any of it. jackson was more interested in the social aspect, quick to make friends and even quicker to break hearts. however, he did enough work in order to graduate ( which was more than his dad could say about his own education ) and, for that, his gran was grateful.

vehicles and machines. in general, they had always held a special place in the young man’s heart. ever since he was a kid, he’d help his dad out working on his old piece of shit truck, trying to restore what was once a faithful and reliable way of transportation. as a kid, he’d gotten a part time job at the magnolia hill ranch, driving tractors around and helping out with the physical labor aspect of the chores needing done. as he got older, jackson moved up the ranks as a loyal employee and became one of the ranch’s trusted machine operators. he’s been working there for twenty years now and wouldn’t change a damn thing.

wanted connections

group of childhood friends ; these guys were so stupid, the group of kids your parents warned you about. they were the ones always climbing the water tower and getting stupid drunk, daring each other to have sleepovers down by the creek in hopes of spotting the witch, “borrowing” jack’s dad’s truck to take for joyrides in the middle of the night, and just captured the very essence of tomfoolery. whether or not they’re still close is up to each individual player, but jack definitely would have wanted to remain friends because he considered the group to be a sort of dysfunctional family. featuring owen heine & tba

blood brothers ; if you think these two boys didn’t cut their hands with a jackknife and form a disgusting blood pact when they were kids, you’re wrong. brother from another mother, these fellas have basically been attached at the hip for the last two decades, almost three. they’ve been through thick and thin, so many ups and downs, all the trials and lessons of growing up, together. if jack’s ever gonna settle down and get himself a wife, this guy will without a doubt be his best man. filled by owen heine

ex girlfriends / flings ; as a teen / young adult, jack was a young buck libertine, something that was inherited from his dad. he had charm, he knew he was a good looking fella, and he used both to get in between the sheets of a handful of girls’ beds. he’d climb up the sides of houses to get into their bedrooms, he’d sneak them out in the middle of the night and go rippin’ and roarin’ around the open fields and town in his dad’s truck, he’d take them out on cute lil dates to the diner or the movie theater or the creek. but he just couldn’t commit himself fully when every other cutie caught his eye. heartbreakin’ heartthrob hartley, through and through.

one that got away ; the lady who gave him a huge wake up call and put an end to his player ways. she kept him on his toes and he could never get enough of her, a real dream that his grandma even gave him her ring to eventually propose with. he messed up though ofc and lost her, and it’d been one of the biggest regrets of his whole ass life. this doesn’t necessarily have to be a solid romantic connection!!! they could have both moved on since and developed an unlikely friendship, she could be someone he goes to for advice and gives him tough love when he needs it. or there could still be lingering feelings tbh it just depends on the chemistry / flow of things. filled by verona hyland

baby mama ; with all his tomfoolery, there’s bound to have been an accidental pregnancy. so if somebody’s looking for a baby daddy, here he is!!! sidenote: he’d completely be supportive & involved in the kid’s life if he knew it was his ... if he didn’t know it was his, that could be some spicy drama woooooo doggy!!! again, doesn’t have to be a romantic connection, the could be friends co-parenting or just tolerate each other for the kid’s sake, but it could be a potential one depending.

extended family ; he’s lived here all his life, his dad’s lived here all his life, and he’s pretty sure his grandma’s lived here all her life too. so there’s bound to be some cousins running around frostford. it’d be best if they were all close because he’s huge on family. ( his dad and their mom would be siblings ) filled by grayson lockwood

younger half-sibling(s) ; kinda basic stuff. his dad most likely married another woman later on in life when jack was a teen and they probably had kids of their own. OR for some real dramz, they could be his mom’s kids and he’d have no idea. so if from his dad’s side, he’d know about them of course and the oldest they would be is 24. if from his mom’s side, he wouldn’t have a clue that they were related. maybe they moved to frostford in hopes of connecting with jack? they could also be any age below 34.

small town vibes ; literally anything & everything!! he’s lived in frostford his entire life, never once left the town, so he probably has a lot of deep rooted connections with the locals. whether he’s a regular at their place of work, they’re a regular visitor of magnolia hill ranch, they know his family, he knows their family, maybe he helps them out in one way or another ( ie. physical labor ), etc. the possibilities are endless!

#* 𝙟 . 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙮 ╱ intro .#IM SO EXCITED YALL

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nickfowlcr · 4 years

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𝑅𝒴𝒟𝐸𝒩 𝒥𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑀𝒴 𝒜𝐿𝒟𝐸𝑅𝐼𝒟𝒢𝐸

25, bartender @ the witch's den, dacre montgomery

rich kid trash / mother ran off when he was eight and he never heard from her again / father was quick to remarry and ry wasn't pleased about it / father has been through so many marriages since, some ended because ry sabotaged it, others because that's just how his father was / stopped attending the last handful of weddings, and definitely won't show up to the upcoming one / abandonment issues / mummy issues / lbr also some daddy issues there / fucks with other people's lives cus it makes him feel better about himself / always looking for the next escape and adrenaline rush because they're the only things that make him feel something other than numb / plenty of notches in his bedpost / tired of this small town but it's home / took a "mediocre job" because it pisses his dad off cus he's off doing that instead of shadowing his father to take over the family business one day / still takes advantage of his trust fund though because why not? / if he wants it, he gets it, but when he has it he doesn't want it anymore- yes that includes people

looking for: a younger sister mb that he gives a lot of shit and acts like an ass to half the time but he really does care for her- yes, chasing off potential boyfriends is part of his entertainment protectiveness, too / if anyone makes his dad who can’t keep a wife for more than two years and they seem to get younger each time, pls do / his father’s current fiance who is around his age or a bit older that flirts with him and it’s all ??? / some half siblings and former step-siblings from his father’s former marriages / he’s the fire element in chloe’s 4 elements insp group so the others would be great! / exes, flings, benefits / people who’s lives he ruined or hearts he broke just because he could / someone to call him out on his bullshit / tbh everything

#lovedrp #char intro #sb

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karukvmoved · 5 years

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BASICS.

full name. Temari pronunciation. te-mah-ṙee nickname. Tema, Storm dancer, gender. female height. 5'5 age. 22 (Main verse.)

zodiac. Virgo. spoken languages. Japanese // sunagakure dilect.

Blood type. O

‘Blood type O is often described as rakkanshugi , or optimistic. They are outgoing, have leadership abilities, and are able to set the mood for groups of people. They don't care much about little things, so their behaviour sometimes freaks out more sensitive A types. Though they're often late to events (and sometimes rude), O types are incredibly resilient and flexible, enabling them to roll with the punches.’

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair colour. Sandy blonde

Relatively dry, Temari’s hair is thick && quite wavery (spikey cus you know, anime.) Inheriting her father's hair texture. While the colour is very sandy blonde, it gets blonder in the sun, taking after her uncle && mothers family.) eye colour. Teal

(Her eye shape is very similar to both her mother && uncle, while the colour has more gues of green the blue/purple tones of her mother && uncle. This could possibly be because someone in either Rasa’s side or even her mother's side had green eyes that resulted in Temari’s teal colour. This could also be why Shikadai’s eyes are so Green, greener than Temari’s.)

skin tone. Dark olive,

(’Type V pigmentation is frequent among populations from the Middle East, parts of the Mediterranean, parts of Africa, Latin America, and the Indian subcontinent. It ranges from olive to tan, Middle Eastern skin tones. This skin type very rarely burns and tans quite easily.’)

body type. Curvey / athletic

Temari has always been relatively carvery, while she’s athletic thanks to a constant training regime. She’s quite toned. accent. sunagakure’s accent. dominant hand. right, but can use both when needed. posture. very good posture tattoos. a small tattoo of a traditional Sunagakure symbol redesigned by her brother. (usually hidden even when wearing a short skirt.) most noticeable feature. Her eyes && the way she wears her hair in four bunches.

CHILDHOOD.

place of birth. Sunagakure in the land of Wind. hometown. Sunagakure manner of birth. At a hospital. first words. “Mama2 (She doesn’t actually know since she’s never had the relationship with either parent to be able to ask about it.) siblings. Kankurou (Younger.) Gaara (Youngest.) parents. Rasa (deceased when Temari was 15.) karura (deceased when Temari was 3.) parental involvement. She has little if any memories of her mother && her father has always presented himself has the Kazekage first && her father second. This has led to a strained relationship with both parents. As a child, her father isolated the two older siblings from the youngest, Gaara. This has also had an effect on Temari’s relationship with both brothers that only really starts to develop && grow after the death of her father.

ADULT LIFE.

occupation. elite jōnin, Sunagakure’s ambassador && Gaara’s rep in the leaf village. current residence. konohagakure (Part time.) Sunagakure. (Part time.)

Temari lives on both villages, splitting her time in half, in order to be more useful to Gaara (the Kazekage.) && the Hokage. Temari has a small but relatively open && comfortable apartment in Konoha, && when she’s in Sunagakure she stays in the rooms appointed for the Kazekage && the Kazekages family. close friends. Both brothers, Sunagakure ninja (give me more suna ninja!!) Menma, Tenten, Shikamaru. relationship status. single/married (Verse dependent.) financial status. comfortable driver’s license. n / a criminal record. no “vices”. Pride / Wrath

SEX & ROMANCE.

sexual orientation. Bisexual. ( A preference for men.) romantic orientation. biromantic preferred emotional role. submissive | dominant | switch | unknown preferred sexual role. submissive | dominant | switch | sex repulsed | uninterested libido. moderate - high. turn ons. Intelligence, self-confidence, loyalty. turn offs. immaturity, stupidity, unloyal. love language. While Temari is very confident in herself && skills as a shinobi, she’s relatively unconfident in a relationship. this is not because of insecurities, mostly because her upbringing && the emotional training she underwent prevents her from wanting to show anything that could leave her vulnerable. Thus it’s harder for Temari to express && voice sentiments of love && it would take both times && patience till she openly reciprocates these feelings.

If she likes you there's a good chance she will gently tease you, her words may also be harsher at times when she feels let down && disappointed, this would be because she doesn’t open up to others esaily && so she’s can appear harsher when hurt.

relationship tendencies. Closed off && a slow burn at first. Temari is prone to be more physical in showing affection, than vocal. This will lessen as she begins to trust && feel more secure in the relationship. Most of her issues are not because she doesn’t trust the other person, && more to the fact that she’s struggling with the idea of showing vulnerability does not mean it’s a weakness.

MISCELLANEOUS.

character’s theme song. Ivan Torrent - Icarus // Sia -The Greatest // Skylar Grey - Wreak Havoc // Of Monsters and Men - I Of The Storm (I couldn’t pick just one, so here is a mini Temari playlist.) hobbies to pass the time. Temari leads a very full on work life, so with her time off she enjoys simply relaxing, playing games, or just simply chilling with friends / alone. (preferably in the sun tbh.) mental illnesses. she probably has slight ptsd from childhood trauma, && a detachment, especially when it comes to death && loss. (Temari has killed and seen death since a young age as well as extreme violence && this has left her detached && almost numb to this violence. ) physical illness. none. left or right brained. left brain. fears. failure, war. self confidence level. Temari is very confident in herself, she’s been pushed to be better && as a daughter of a Kazekage she’s had high expectations placed on her from a young age. && Temari has taken these expectations in stride. She has a high sense of self-worth but is uneasy when it comes to expressing emotional vulnerability. vulnerabilities. While a long distance fighter, Temari can fight in close distance with her fan being used as a blunt weapon. Yet this is still risky && it’s where she’s the most vulnerable. She can also be overconfident && that can lead her to misjudge opponents sometimes when creating her strategies.

Tagged by: stolen from @yinseal

Tagging: If you wanna do this please say I tagged you, I’d love to read it. <3

#Headcanon ☼ — (She’s a tornado with pretty eyes && a heartbeat.)

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lazlo234 · 5 years

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——— BASICS!

NAME: cherry in the rp scene and rakan literally everywhere else. PRONOUNS: he/him primarily, but she/her works just fine. TAKEN OR SINGLE: happily taken. she’s the goth gf to my prep gf

——— THREE FACTS!

ONE: i have a twin brother who’s a minute older than me! actually, i let him glance over my rp blog pretty frequently. he doesn’t rp but he’s brutally honest when i’m getting characterization wrong and it’s always appreciated TWO: big femme lesbian. i spend a lot of money on perfume and general cosmetics in hopes that cute girls might notice me THREE: i have four siblings, three of whom are at least 10-15 years older than me. they’re all married and have kids at this point.

——— EXPERIENCE!

PLATFORMS USED: a multitude of different forums, tumblr, rp groups over discord, but uh... i still use cherubplay like literally every day LOL... it’s the only site i care to be on consistently because it allows me to rp just whoever the fuck i want

——— MUSE PREFERENCE!

FEMALE OR MALE?: ...male, unfortunately. tbh i love women so much i get nervous writing them HAHA LEAST FAVORITE FACE(S)?: i hate using irl face claims of any kind so jot that down. i guess my biggest complaint for anime/manga faceclaims is that some sources just have art that looks kinda gaudy when used as icons. idk overall i couldn’t care less tbqh MULTI OR SINGLE?: i used to be really adamantly single-shipped, but muses come and go so quickly and it’s difficult finding a mun you click with well enough to warrant single-shipping. so, uh. multi, i suppose? wouldn’t be opposed to going back to single shipping though FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT?: all of the above, honestly? there’s a stigma on tumblr around writing nsfw frequently but honestly i think my experience of writing on other websites has just numbed me to the point i can jump into it whenever LOL. to be real for a sec who cares as long as ure having fun PLOT / MEMES?: memes on tumblr and plotting literally anywhere else. when i sit down for an rp i’m so used to coming up with a list of wild AUs or crossovers for my partner to pick from, but with the way tumblr is formatted it kinda discourages those aus so. i avoid it if i can because i have anxiety TAGGED BY: @shackledsculs TAGGING: if we have an active thread together currently then considered urself tagged !! remember to @ me in the post if u do so i can see

#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹of cherished and forgotten things⊹ — ↳ ooc 。#thank you for tagging me!!!!

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radiojamming · 6 years

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if you can, could you maybe write a promt to john or joseph reacting to deputy singing "will the circle be unbroken?"

i’m gonna guess the bioshock version? :D (actually i know it more from iron jawed angels but that is a saaaad sad movie.) i’m using fem!dep for this since i’m listening to courtnee draper’s version, if that’s cool.

tbh i hardly every write for joseph, so i’m going to take a swipe at it and hope it turns out okay

- - -

Sound moves strangely in the bunker. It ricochets off metal walls and causes echoes and reverberations that clamor and rattle at all hours. It’s why there’s a moratorium on the record player; no matter what corner of the bunker Joseph skulks off to in order to meditate or pray, the crackle of vinyl and the whispers of lyrics follow him.

Like ghosts, honestly.

Because in the sounds that crawl across the support beams and roll down corrugated steel, he hears things he shouldn’t. Things that block out the Voice when he needs to hear it most. He hears Faith’s laughter and song, John’s endless conversations, and even Jacob’s whisper-soft voice singing in his ears. His siblings follow behind him, louder and louder with each step until they’re as clear as if they were alive.

When he turns, they’re gone. All he sees are racks of rations and concrete tunnels lit with emergency lights. And he hears the creaking, buzzing tone of the record player, sneering at him for his losses.

The Deputy will hate him more for the ban. He doesn’t care.

That’s a lie.

She’s his only family now, and he has to care. He needs to care about something.

He does what he considers his best, given the circumstances. With nothing preventing her from doing so save his presence, she hardly gives him an inch to make something like amends. Her glares burn into his skin like another scar. When she’s allowed to move around the bunker, she keeps a diligent policy of staying as far away from him as the space allows. And while she doesn’t outright scream or shout at him, he can almost hear them in her expressions alone. There have only been a number of times in his life where he’s ever seen that level of hatred in one person. Two of those times have been on the faces of his own brothers. When he puts together rations into something like a meal, she simply glares at it like it’s tainted, and won’t eat it unless he leaves the room. More often than not, she makes food for herself and finds some secluded corner to eat it in. She won’t talk to him, and hardly listens. In short, she wants no part of his company.

He prays about it. He prays constantly, asking for guidance, for wisdom, for patience. There is a mind-numbing silence that follows, so he meditates. He reads. He tries to do anything to keep the silence from speaking to him in the voices of his family.

And then something changes.

He’s in the office, a leather bound Bible resting on his knees, his rosary draping across one of the pages of Psalms. Psalms often brings him comfort, with all its familiar words living on through hymns and phrases. Rare facets of beauty are found in them.

“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints,” he whispers to himself, fingers running reverently down a column of words. They trace a line back up. “For You have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living.”

The words weigh surprisingly heavy on his heart and he stares at them for a long while, until they blur and shift and change into words with no meaning.

Then the music starts.

It’s as soft as a sigh at first, but the bunker’s shape and composition amplify it to a maddening degree. By the time the sound reaches the office, Joseph’s hands clench on the edges of the book, his eyes screwed shut. The words of the song warp around the edges of steel and slide across the concrete flooring until they reach him as something very different.

“You don’t care,” John’s ghost whispers to him. In Joseph’s mind’s eye, he can see John sitting in the chair behind him, grinning like a corpse, hollow-cheeked and sunken-eyed. “You don’t believe.”

The song’s tone rises, and Faith’s hands brush against the back of his neck, frigid and mist-like. “She chose,” Faith sings, laughing and mocking him. “What are we going to do now, Joseph?”

Then the song quiets, and it’s Jacob beside him. Jacob who seems the most ghostly, but the most at home in the state he’s in. He’s as tangible as mountain air, but his presence is weighted like lead. His hand rests on Joseph’s shoulder, brushing Faith’s mist-light fingers aside. It’s the same hand that reassured him when they were children, when Joseph was the most terrified of the monsters downstairs, when he used to think, Oh God, Jacob’s not going to get back up from this one.

The same hand that held fast and steady when Joseph told Jacob about the Voice for the first time.

“Go,” Jacob commands. It’s not the voice of a soldier, or a ghost. It’s the voice of his older brother, leading him.

Joseph sets the Bible aside and stands up.

He walks down the hall, listening as the sounds begin to resolve themselves. The warping and wavering clear up, and he realizes slowly that the music doesn’t come from the record player. He follows it to the bedroom, the one space that they’ve agreed to share.

“–think of tearful partings, when they left you here below.”

He peers around the corner and finds the Deputy huddled up on the bed, her knees pulled to her chest, arms wrapped around them, her eyes closed and tears making long tracks down her face. She sniffs and rubs one eye with the heel of her palm, but keeps her eyes shut as she sings in a trembling voice. “Will the circle be unbroken, by and by, by and by? Is a better home awaiting, in the sky, in the sky?”

Sorrow clings to her words, yawning before her like an open, gaping abyss. He can feel it, just as he feels his own.

“One by one their seats were emptied, and one by one they went away,” she sings softly, rocking herself on the thin mattress. “Now the family is parted, will it be complete one day?”

He moves before he can think about it, silently coming into the room. She doesn’t notice, and goes back to the chorus while tears continue to flow, her eyes rimmed so, so red. Then he sits on the mattress beside her, and her eyes fly open. She gasps, looking horrified for the first time since she woke up in the bunker.

Joseph puts his hands up like a peace offering. Behind him, the ghosts watch, waiting.

There are so many things he could say, wants to say. He has years worth of sermons packed up in nice, neat little boxes and stored away for later use. He has angry, venom-laced words he should never use. He has stories and anecdotes and all the soft, soothing words he used as a pastor to pull people close to him, to make them feel loved and wanted when the world had turned its back on them. And he has the ones he truly wants to say.

They’re both mourning. They’ve both lost so much and in perfect honesty, they have nothing left but each other.

Instead, he nods to her, gives her space for the time. Only his lips move.

“By and by, Lord, by and by.”

The Deputy stares at him, dumbfounded. Her eyes are wide and tear-filled, and more fall onto her cheeks and drip off her chin. Her nose is red, her lips trembling. She stares at him like she’s never truly seen him before. Then, she takes a deep breath.

And in that small space, the bunker with its steel and concrete and echoes and ghosts, all that can be heard is, “Is a better home awaiting, in the sky, in the sky?”

#far cry 5 #joseph seed #prompt fill #bunker ending #idk if i'd call it shippy tbh but if u wanna look at it like that pls be my guest!#shit's sad

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lcofowler · 6 years

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ok a lot of u haven’t actually met this boi yet n tbh i’m still figuring him out?? bt i’ve had him as a muse in mind fr months so below is a bunch of Hubbub on him!!

Don’t be fooled! That’s not NICK ROBINSON you saw on campus but in fact was SULLIVAN "SULLY" HARVARD. The 20 year old SOPHOMORE identifies as CIS-MALE and is often described as ALOOF, CONFUSING & CYNICAL. When I think of them I imagine A LONE GUITAR COLLECTING DUST & THE FEELING OF CLAUSTROPHOBIA IN A LARGE CROWD. I sure hope studying MUSIC/CREATIVE WRITING is keeping HIM busy.

BACKGROUND

so when sully was born he had an older brother n sister who had a diff dad whomst they never rly got to kno since they were all so close in age n their mom left him when his sister was like............. 1 sodghoidg

she had a bit of a habit doing this /: jst allowing rly creepy n awful men into their house bc she cldn’t keep a stable job so she’d allow them to buy her things and provide fr her kids as long as she did wht they wanted

out of the 8 harvard kids sully only has one full sibling the rest are half siblings bc of the amount of times his mom’s had to kick out disgusting guys fr being emotionally and physically manipulative/abusive to her kids it was Bad

finally when she had the twins who are abt 5 now she went thru postpartum depression p bad n jst....... gave up, the kids tried to help as much as they cld bt the guy she was with wld lock them in their rooms so tht he cld jst have her to himself etc.

one time they were all locked away in a room fr almost 2 days straight n thts when the eldest harvard gave their mom an ultimatum tht she either left her bf or they’d move out, n i think we all kno wht happened ;[

all 8 of the harvard kids moved into a rly small apartment tht had like 2 bedrooms tht they had to share, most of the time sully wld sleep on the couch bc there jst wasn’t enough room

however his eldest siblings got their shit together, graduated, n got rly good jobs n thankfully came into some money bc of it, they were even able to move out to be closer to said jobs n still support the rest of the harvard kids (thanks to rly helpful partners/spouses)

this means tht sully’s pretty much the leader of the house now tht he’s the oldest one living there n it’s been rly hard on him fr several reasons bt he tries his best bc if there’s anyone in this world he loves, it’s his siblings uwu

his older siblings tried to get him into therapy bc they noticed him acting very Off ever since they moved out?? bt he refused tbh

PERSONALITY

generally growing up sully was a v easy going kid, never a part of the popular crowd bt was never picked on, everyone knew of him bt not too many ppl talked to him, n he kinda liked it like that

always nice and open to ppl bt this kinda changed after he moved out w his siblings

he stopped trusting ppl n grew this rly rough exterior n doesn’t rly let ppl in any more

this makes relationships Rough

v.......... emotionally numb n can come across as monotone and bland bt he jst doesn’t want ppl to get to kno him any more

turns to music as an escape tbh bt he’s even scared to love tht too much so he’s currently double majoring until he decides on whether he wants to stay w music or not

used to date casually bt now he jst. doesn’t......... uses sex as a power thing kind of?? it makes him feel in control of what’s going on in his life n he likes it like tht

v sarcastic and funny in an almost uncomfortable way, definitely has a certain sense of humour tht a lot of ppl aren’t into

he’s a good friend to have if ur already in his life bt it’s v hard to b accepted by him at this point soidighodig

pansexual af (how do u write straight ppl)

WANTED CONNECTIONS

ppl who knew him before he suddenly turned into a Robot??

someone he tried to date bt broke it off w

fwb’s

friends

crushes........ tht see his soft side uwu

someone tht knows his siblings/dated them/still close w the family

#lockw:intro #YEET #abuse tw #depression tw

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panda-noosh · 6 years

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HC on how do paladins react to their s/o who is a speedster, like the Flash?

Here you go! x

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Shiro:

okay but why can i imagine him being lowkey jealous lmao

i think it’s more of a playful thing, but he keeps it up well.

he actually finds it genuinely impressive, and he’s forever intrigued whenever you show off your speed, but whenever you come back to his side, he just kind of pouts and mumbles something like, “show off.”

but again, it’s a purely teasing thing. it’s like an inside joke between the two of you, because you often grumble about how he’s a “show off” and a “know-it-all” just because he pilots the black lion.

so you two have this ongoing banter back and forth since you both have skill sets that are a little bit more than the average person.

although Shiro never fails to acknowledge your skills on the battle field.

whenever he’s in a meeting with the Galra and they overstep their boundaries just that little bit, he’ll kind of be like “but do you know we have a speedster in our group?” and the Galra just immediately shut up.

and you do the same with Shiro tbh. during meetings whenever you’re speed isn’t a big enough threat, you’ll just oh-so-casually lean back and point at Shiro and say, “black paladin” and immediately the entire room is like “oh shit what have we gotten ourselves into.”

you two are just kind of a power pair, you know?

Keith:

i don’t think your speed would really change anything about the way Keith thinks of you.

i can’t imagine him being overly intrigued by it.

Keith is a member of the Blade, you know? he’s travelled a lot, and he’s seen a lot of things, and he’s seen species after species of different aliens and stuff like that.

it takes a lot to shock this man.

i think it takes a lot to shock all of the Paladins, since they’ve all shared this experience with one another and they’ve all seen some pretty fucked up stuff, but with Keith, i feel like he’s just kind of numbed himself to feeling any type of unnecessary shock all together.

it might be a thing stemming from his lack of childhood that’s made him so monotone to this kind of thing, but i can’t really imagine him doing much at all.

i can see him getting kind of frustrated whenever he’s on the battle field with you, and he’s trying to keep an eye on you to make sure you’re okay, but you’re just zapping everywhere at a speed his eyes can’t comprehend.

but even though he doesn’t really pay that much attention to your powers, he still manages to scold you like an old dad or something, telling you to be a bit more careful.

Lance:

first of all, Lance is a Flash fan and anyone who says otherwise can really square up.

he would think your powers are the absolute coolest thing, and it’s so pure.

he’s like a little kid at a convention whenever he sees you using them. he’s just so intrigued, and he’s looking at you with those big doe eyes, his hands clasped in front of him as he watches you go.

even though he’s all intrigued most of the time, he’s still Lance, and he still has this feeling of one-upping you and showing you his own skills.

in short, he wants to impress you just as much as you’ve impressed him.

so it’s not an uncommon occurrence to have Lance walking up to you and asking you for a race, even though he knows full well there is absolutely no way in hell that he can win.

sometimes you go easy on him, but it’s obvious when you go easy on him, and it makes Lance Pouty.

“don’t slack off! i can do this!”

and of course, you’re probably already at the finish line before Lance has even realised the starting gun has gone off.

but he doesn’t care. he’s hopeful that he’ll be able to get to your level some day.

“just give me a few months of training, and then we’ll see who’s winning!”

Hunk:

again, another guy who would find this absolutely incredible and the most interesting thing in the entire world.

although, with Hunk, he is fully aware that your powers are supernatural and he has no chance of winning a race against you when you’re at full pelt, so he doesn’t try that.

but Hunk likes reading comics with you lmao.

he doesn’t know if it’s offensive, but you never seem to take offence to him showing you the different comics he’s collected over the years and introducing you to the superheroes purely because you have something in common with them.

and honestly, he just gets so lost in this world that he doesn’t really think about what he’s implying, which just makes it that little bit more cooler.

he’ll sit beside you and point out different superheroes from his comic and say, “i bet you could beat them in a fight” or “i bet they would be terrified of you.”

he genuinely looks like a four year old showing his older sibling the new comic books he’s gotten.

i don’t think Hunk is like this all the time, though. he trusts you enough to now be overly worried whenever you go on the battle field, because he’s well aware of the skills you have, but he’s also your boyfriend, and he likes to be able to keep an eye on you whenever you’re out in the open.

but that task is made increasingly difficult whenever you’re moving so fast that he can’t even see you properly.

so there’s definitely a side to him that gets a little bit worried and worked up, but it’s replaced with his excitement whenever you come stumbling back into the castle ship, seemingly perfectly fine.

Pidge:

she’s a secret Flash fan, so she finds this amazing.

i think she would be more interested in the sciences behind it more than anything else, but there’s definitely a side to her that just geeks out every single time you show off your powers.

she makes this side of herself a little bit more subtle, but it’s definitely there and you can see it in the way her grin just brightens up whenever you start running at full speed.

but as i said, she’s a lot more interested in the science behind it.

i don’t think Pidge would think it’s that far-fetched to believe you did just have supernatural powers. she’s been flying through space, witnessing alien invasions almost every day of her life - this is just another unbelievable thing to add to the list of things she believes.

but she doesn’t want to leave any stone un-turned, which is why she does spend some time looking into the fact that maybe this is less based off of supernatural occurrences and might have something to do with science.

and although she’s looking into it all and losing herself amongst these piles and piles of research that she’s gathered simply in her spare time, she has to admit that she would be lowkey upset if it turned out this was just something scientific and you didn’t actually have superpowers at all.

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lucksunkpunk · 6 years

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tagged by: @ironic-comicsans (cool beans ;0)

Rules: answer the question and tag ten people!

Age: 18, hell didnt think i’d be alive this long

Birthplace: tucson arizona ;p

Current time: it’s like 9:00 am

Drink i had last: seltzer water >:D

Favorite song: Feel so numb by rob zombie

Easiest to talk to: my partners and peeps i knew for a long-ish time

Grossest memory: so like, when i was young, my brother slammed the door on my big toe, causing half of the toenail to peel off, you could see that stuff under neath it was nasty, thankful it grew back evenly

Hogwarts house: hufflepuff

In love: hell yeah!! all my partners, love those peeps so much!!

Jealous of people: cis girls, trans girls who pass, any body with art skill and a nice voice, mentally healthy people blah blah blah all that junk

Killed someone: nah

Love at first sight or walk by again: fucking i’ve had crushes on almost everyone i meet, im too much love and stuff

Middle name: Mitchell,

Number of siblings: 3, tbh i share alot of personality traits with my older brother (liberal, cartoon nerds, love art, love animals, cats, dogs, cats, pretty chill) and my twin brother shares more with my older sister (mix of liberal and slight conservative, the only popular siblings, outgoing, party people)

One wish: to visit all my friends and partner (or maybe bottom surgery)

Person i last called: @rockingbatgirl talked bout memes and berenstien bears

Questions i’m most asked: are you high? or are you ok? (im always tired, so im always like kinda out of it, and my eyes are sometimes red) (and i rarely smile in public)

Song i last listened to: scat cat fever from the mhxx ost

Time i woke up: 7:47 (highschool dropout ;p)

Underwear color: only nerds wear undies at home >:0

Vacation Destination: japan, specifically the capcom cafe

Worst habit: being so fuckin ugly, also over projecting my voice

X-ray: like the dentists x-rays

Your favorite food(s): sushi, noodles, beese churger

Zodiac sign: capricorn

i tag: @rockingbatgirl @lil-hal9000 @peri--dox @shootgunman @lame-mouse @ominouslymathematical @hellahi @catholicjedi @colorycrayons @lightstrikerz

sorry if i forgot someone qwq

#tag game #thanks m8

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charlottesryder · 6 years

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➰ ( HAYDEN PANETTIERE, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER ) *✧.:°░｡ —- is that CHARLOTTE SIMONE RYDER ?! you know them, right? they are the TWENTY-FOUR year old UNMARKED SHADOWHUNTER !! they’re known for being ADAPTABLE & NURTURING - but i’d be careful if i were you because they’re also MORBID & TEMPERAMENTAL.

heyo so i’m bringing this kid back bc i almost instantly regretted dropping her. fojired anyways, here’s charlotte. please love her.

potential trigger warnings - death, violence, mental illness, hospitals

so this isn’t her first life - no where near it, honestly. her soul is old af ( i haven’t decided exactly how old yet, but she probably remembers a time before eris was born so? old. ) and it causes her Stress™.

in her first life she was a warlock and a Bad Person™ and she wound up cursed & killed by some people she pissed off. i plan to write out a selfpara at some point about this, but basically she’s cursed to live a mortal life ( mundane, half-fae, banshee, werecat/wolf, shadowhunter, etc. ), die, and come back over and over again bc she doesn’t deserve to find peace in death.

in some lives she gets lucky and remembers nothing from her previous lives, sometimes she only remembers bits and pieces ( also considers this getting lucky ), but then there are times when she remembers literally every past life - these are the hardest lives for her.

okay so here’s the dealio, kids - she’s an unmarked shadowhunter this go ‘round. lemme explain how this happened, hopefully without causing any confusion.

her biological mother was a shadowhunter ( from right here in la, so older shadowhunters may have known her ) who chose to leave the clave to be with a man ( he was either a mundane, a merman, a banshee, or a werewolf - i’m undecided. fight me. ) and live out a normal life, ya know? they’d had a child before charlotte, but the clave had already come in and laid claim to them before she was born ( this will be a wc, they’d be a shadowhunter, 32yo or older ).

her father left ( or died, or something? honestly have i actually decided anything at all? no. ) shortly after, while her mother was still pregnant.

her mother died in childbirth. her dad was gone, contact with her mother’s family or the clave was forbidden, meaning there was no next of kin for the hospital to call.

within less than a week charlotte was adopted by a couple that had been tried to have kids but never could and instead filled the void by adopting. it was a sealed adoption, so by the time the clave went looking for her she was long gone and practically untraceable.

the ryder family took her back home to new orleans, louisiana, where she grew up with three older siblings.

her parents ended up getting divorced when she was around six. it was honestly pretty civil though? like, no fighting over the kids or the house? her mom let her dad have everything and moved out to los angeles, where the kids would come and visit every summer.

her adoptive parents are both downworlders - her mother is a seelie and her father is a werecat - as are two of her siblings. as far as charlotte knows she’s just a mundane with the sight.

her memories came back as a result of her significant other dying - she likely won’t talk about this person, but i may do up a wc for their ghost? basically they were out together, date night was cut short when they were killed in front of her. she thought they were the love of her life but she literally felt nothing when they died, and she still feels really guilty about it? when she got home and went to bed that night she was hit with tons of memories - mostly memories of watching loved ones die ( which is why she was numb when she saw them die?? ). she tried talking with her dad about it - turns out that wasn’t the best idea??

spent three years in a hospital due to suddenly remembering her past lives, still struggles from time to time but she’s mostly got a handle on it now?? the memories are still coming back, and she sometimes gets dizzy spells bc of it.

she’ll occasionally take on traits from her past lives when she’s around people she used to know, from a shift in her accent ( which is normally a thick southern/louisianan accent ) to old habits.

she’s been in town for about two months now and is currently living in the cemetery, working as the onsite groundskeeper. it’s a weird job, but it’s one she really enjoys and i don’t even know why???

she’ll answer to any variation of her name - charlotte, charlie, charles, lotte, letty, simone, simon, mona, sisi, ryder - that you can think of?

has a hairless cat named mordin that belonged to her s/o, as well as a pittbull named bas ( barnabas ).

practices mundane witchcraft/magic.

tbh there’s probably more but this is long & i should stop so pls just come plot with me <333

#wilshire:intro #hospital tw #mental illness tw #death tw

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courtsofstarlight · 7 years

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85 Questions Tag

rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people tagged by: @fck-tamlin and @rhysismybish thanks loves! ❤️ 20 is too much imma just do like 5 lol @smushingthefandoms @acourtofhopeanddreams @light-of-eyllwe @bookdrunkdemigod @queenoffantasy 1. drink: waterrrrrrr 2. phone call: my boss 3. text message: sent my name and number to the San Francisco trip coordinator for the college trip im taking next week 4. song you listened to: don't listen to music much but the last song was pretty bird -crooked still 5. time you cried: uhm I woke up crying from a night terror like 4 nights ago if that counts 6. dated someone twice: if we're talking about dating the same person twice, no I haven't 7. kissed someone and regretted it: BIG YEAH 8. been cheated on: yes.. was in a 3 almost 4 year relationship with someone and he cheated on me and she got pregnant.. yeahhh 9. lost someone special: yeah 😕 10. been depressed: big time. To the point of self harm 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: nope, I'm pretty good with alcohol 15. made new friends: yes! Made 2 day actually !!! 16. fallen out of love: nope never ,always just ended up getting hurt. 17. laughed until you cried:all the time 😂😂 18. found out someone was talking about you: I've never been told someone was talking crap about me, but I've heard good things 19. met someone who changed you: changed in a bad way, yes. Changed in a good way, sadly no 20. found out who your friends are: kinda confused by this question? 21. kissed someone on your facebook list? Yes lol 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them 23. do you have any pets: i have 10 pets. 2 small dogs, a husky, 2 chinchillas, a cockatiel, hamster, leopard gecko, turtle, betta fish 24. do you want to change your name: nah my dad gave it to me ☺️ 25. what did you do for your last birthday: it was 2 days ago and I spent the day out with my mom and sister and went to dinner with about 20 of my family. It was a good day 26. what time did you wake up: 6:30 am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: knocked the hell out in bed. Long day lol 28. name something you can’t wait for: meeting the man imma marry and meeting my baby for the first time 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: Our toes are touching on the couch rn 31. what are you listening to right now? : BlackDagger Brotherhood book 5 Lover unbound 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes he's an old man who was best friends with my ex friends mom 33. something that is getting on your nerves: stress 34. most visited website: Tumblr or like YouTube/Netflix 35. hair colour: brown then fades to blond then brown again. Called Biolage 36. long or short hair: longgg to my hips 37. do you have a crush on someone: yes, he's a chemistry major and we're in the same Scholars program. He's so cute and nice 😩 38. what do you like about yourself: I'm kind and friendly 39. piercings: ears 40. blood type: A- 41. nickname: court 42. relationship status: single and ready for my man to come find me dammit 43. zodiac: LEOOOO 🦁 44. pronouns: she/her 45. favourite tv show: GAME OF THRONESSSSSSSS, west world, outlander 46. tattoos: yeah, got a flower on my ankle, was done in Barcelona Spain. 47. right or left handed: right 48. surgery: not really. Had my tonsils removed 49. piercing: repeat 😂so imma change it *49. Siblings?: I have 1 half sister from dad and step mom and 2 older half brothers from birth mother and her first husband 50. sport: competitive swimmer 51. vacation: all of UK 52. pair of trainers: nike boy and adidas 53. eating: me always, fav food is sushi 54. drinking: On my way to get tea but fridge is so farrrrr 55. i’m about to: make tea 56. waiting for: my boss to call me back 57. want: an art studio all my own. So I can paint in a big room without anyone. My own space. 58. get married: hopefully 😂 59. career: Exotic Veterinarian 60. hugs or kisses: I'm not a big hugger, I like cuddling but not hugging I find it awkward. So kissing I guess 61. lips or eyes: eyes af 👀 62. shorter or taller: taller. I'm 5'9 so gotta be tall 63. older or younger: older, I'm 19 and will date up to 26-27 tbh. I like my guys a bit older, at 18 went on a date with a 22 year old. And bfs have always been older 64. nice arms or nice stomach: armssss so he can carry meeee 65. hook up or relationship: relationship. I don't do hook ups. 66. troublemaker or hesitant: always hesitant 67. kissed a stranger: nope 68. drank hard liquor: yes it's my favorite 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: yep😂 all the damn time. 70. turned someone down: Many times 71. sex on the first date: sure if I'm attracted enough , you don't buy a car without driving it first if ya know what I'm sayin😜 72. broken someone’s heart: I think so. This one guy was in love with me but I just didn't feel the same 73. had your heart broken: yeah. Big time. 74. been arrested: nope never 75. cried when someone died: no. Idk why but whenever my family members have died even though I loved them to death, I just shut down and like feel numb. 76. fallen for a friend? Yeah 😅 77. yourself: heh? 78. miracles: no 79. love at first sight: yeah 80. santa claus: no😂 I was a sneaky mf I became a damn detective and found the truth out 81. kiss on the first date: Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh 82. angels: no, not religious or anything 83. current best friend’s name: haley my love 84. eye colour: light hazel 85. favourite movie: Shindlers list

#i was tagged #tag game #fun #so many questions

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etienneclavel · 5 years

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MEET ÉTIENNE CLAVEL

Introduction

Name: Étienne Clavel

Also Known As: Éti

Age: Twenty-three (23).

Birthday: February 21st

Astrological Sign: Pisces

Nationality: French

Species: Half-blood Wizard

Sex: CisMale

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Bisexual

Past/Bio:

Étienne is the youngest of the two Clavel brothers.

His father is a corrupt member of the Magical Law Enforcement in France and this has been the family line of business for as long as they can remember.

Étienne’s mother was a stay-at-home mother with a passion for baking and was a pure soul.

Due to his father getting himself in a little over his head Émilie Clavel was kidnapped and eventually murdered by the gang that his father ‘worked’ for. Her body was left on their garden porch and was found by Étienne.

Although he was only 14 at the time the trauma from the experience turned the boy to turn to alcohol to numb the pain. He’d spend most of his days drunk, falling asleep during classes and getting into fights with just about anyone who’d look at him.

This caused a lot of friction at home as well as at school. There was a period of around 4 months where he was ‘expelled’ from Beauxbatons but it was more a period for him to recover and regather himself after everything that had happened.

Although during this time Étienne learned how to put on a front that made him seem calm, composed and better he continued to abuse alcohol. The Clavel family had a reputation to uphold so his father ensured that he was not going to be a further embarrassment when he returned to school. Étienne learned to reserve his anger until times when he was alone, instead bloodying his fists against walls. He’d learned to tune out the noise of those around him as to not be roused by it as easily. But mostly he’d learned the amount of alcohol he could consume to numb the pain without losing his capabilities.

So Étienne returned to Beauxbatons and continued with his education. He achieved well, showing a great skill with charms in particular, and graduated with what seemed like an expanse of prospects. But it had been 4 years since the incident (as the Clavel family now referred to the death of their mother) and he hadn’t let up on the alcohol use.

His father had secured Éti a job with him and although there had been some fights the son had no option but to take it. Things went well for around six months until one day his father found him passed out, drunk, in an alcove in their office. This had confirmed a suspicion that Jean-Karl had been holding and his son was automatically whisked away for rehab treatment.

Étienne spent close to 7 months in a private treatment facility in which his father visited once. Thankfully his brother and his maternal grandmother were frequent visitors and they kept the boy fairly sane throughout. As he worked through his trauma properly, dealt with the addiction and started to make changes in his life Étienne felt the genuine weight lift from his shoulders a little.

Once his time was finished Étienne was released into his Grandmother’s care and he stayed with her for a year. His father was eventually able to pull some strings and get him a new traineeship in London as a Hit-Wizard, where no one would know what had happened with him in the past. Or so he hoped anyway.

PERSONALITY

LABEL: Old reliable POSITIVE TRAITS: Smart, steady-handed, responsible, accurate NEGATIVE TRAITS: aggressive, stubborn, always-right PERSONALITY TYPE: ISTA GOALS/DESIRES: to gain a name for himself that people respect. FEARS: living his life as a no-one forever, raw chicken HOBBIES: reading, solitary exploration of nature HABITS: punching walls, cursing in French, taking notes about literally everything

APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Maxence Danet-Fauvel HEIGHT: 6′ 0 EYE COLOR: blue HAIR DESCRIPTION:COLOR: light-brown LENGTH: middle-ish? WORN: Messy but on purpose. Lots of volume. SCARS: One large line across his left shoulder. TATTOOS: Small barbed wire line on his ankle. CLOTHING STYLE: Jumpers, jeans. Some suits.

HEALTH

PHYSICAL AILMENTS: NEUROLOGICAL CONDITIONS: ALLERGIES: SLEEPING HABITS: light sleeper and doesn’t get much. Late to bed, early to rise. EATING HABITS: Enjoys a good meal. Ensures that he eats at least two full meals a day and snacks often. EXERCISE HABITS: he exercises a lot. Due to his job being high demand and also just for his own aesthetical gain. EMOTIONAL STABILITY: A little all-over. Can be easily riled and angered so tends to keep to himself where possible. SOCIABILITY: He enjoys being alone but he does enjoy being with others. Makes friends well but none are that close BODY TEMPERATURE: He runs hot. ADDICTIONS: At age 22 he’s already been through a tough alcohol addiction so is now completely sober. DRUG USE: Smokes. ALCOHOL USE: sober.

RELATIONSHIPS

FATHER: Jean-Karl Clavel. MOTHER: Émilie Clavel (deceased) SIBLINGS: An older brother RELATIVES: N/A FAMILY LINE OF WORK: French magical law enforcement. (Corrupt). BEST FRIENDS: Julian Fournier CLOSE FRIENDS: tbh LOVE INTEREST: tbd EXES: tbd ENEMIES: tbd

EDUCATION

SCHOOL: Beauxbatons HOUSE: N/A BEST CORE CLASS: charms, DADA WORST CORE CLASS: History of Magic ELECTIVE: na QUIDDITCH: Beater EXTRA-CURRICULAR: Quidditch

MAGIC

WAND:LENGTH: 13 3/4 inches. FLEXIBILITY: pliant WOOD: Pine CORE: Phoenix tailfeather. PETS: None BOGGART: His mother’s PATRONUS: swan AMORTENTIA: freshly baked bread, the sea, new book.

FAVORITES

THEME SONG: Sober - Lorde FOOD: his family recipe homemade bread DRINK: coffee COLOR: deep red ANIMAL: snakes FLOWER: lily SEASON: summer

#Bio #Stat Sheet #tw: alcoholism #tw: death #tw: murder #/aka I've been watching too much Line of Duty

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