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bellasferreira · 2 years

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love when it comes without a warning, cause waiting for it gets so boring

hi babes, below the read more are details about my quote unquote reformed (but not really) mean girl Isabella Ferreira. but here's a quick tl;dr: she's 28 years old, immigrated from brazil to canada when she was 15. she currently co-owns an inclusive clothing store in downtown vancouver called for every rose and is a content creator on social media with almost one million followers. I hope there's an isabella shaped spot in your muse's life for her! I'd love to play out some y2k tropes! x

Character name: isabella rosa ferreira

Nickname: bella, bee, queen b

Birthday: July 13th

Age: 28

Astrological signs: Gemini Sun, Libra Rising, Aries Moon

Gender identification: female

Sexual Orientation: bisexual

Preferred pronouns: she/her

Residential area: The Drive

Occupation: co-shop owner / content creator

Length of time in Vancouver: thirteen years

Faceclaim: camila mendes

APPEARANCE

Height: 5'2

Build: curvy

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Brown

Tattoos: a fineline bee at her underwear line, "to build a home" beneath her breast

BIOGRAPHY

Trigger warnings: absent parents, bullying, mommy and daddy issues

1994

Isabella Rosa Ferreira was born in a hurry. Her impatience was born along with her. She was born two months too early. Far too eager for life was this little baby in the NICU. Her parents were beside themselves. They were so young and now they were dealing with a premature babe in Porto Alegre, Brazil in the nineties.

Her family had little income, but growing up she didn’t see it that way at all. She had the surface human essentials. Food in her belly, and a roof over her head. Her imagination had tried to fill in all the gaps. Though as much as she tried, her mind couldn’t create genuine love to come from her parents. Her father was constantly working and could only spare her some attention between coming home from work and arguing with her mother.

2008

Her mother, on the other hand was overbearing. She had given Isabella too much attention and criticized every single thing the little girl did. This criticism grew far worse after the family had immigrated to Canada for a better life. The pressure and judgement that Isabella received at home had handled her a gavel. She in turn had began to believe that she too could pass judgement on someone's life. Things just had to go her way when she wasn't home in order for her to survive. She was a certified mean girl in high school with a sharp tongue and a perfect scowl. But she worked so hard to be perfect and successful in everything she did. That way there wasn't anything anyone could pick on, especially her mother.

2022

It was her drive that had gotten her where she is today. Isabella is currently a co-owner of an inclusive boutique in downtown Vancouver. It's inclusive because every clothing item is made with every human in mind. The clothes are not only unisex but have sizes based on measurements and not by a superficial size.

friends

Isabella's mind is never turned off. She rants her ideas and screams her frustrations. She knows how to gain the spotlight and keep people engaged with her. But there are some people in her life that she could just be calmer and quiet with. They know who they are, because if she's ever quiet around you it's because she feels safe.

love

Bella had only ever been in love once and it was back in high school.

(wanted connection)

EXTRAS

character parallels: love quinn (you), brooke davis (one tree hill), blair waldorf (gossip girl)

wanted plantonic plots: frenemies or friends that act like a married couple wanted romantic plots: fake dating, unrequited love, highschool sweethearts

enemies: people she bullied in high school that are now out to get her

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rajvohra-oldaccount · 2 years

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“If you aren’t charged up about doing something, if you don’t have what in Hindi we call the “Josh”, the fire in your belly for it, then don’t do it.”

Character Name: Rajveer Vohra

Faceclaim: Varun Dhawan

Age: 33

Gender Identification: Male

Preferred Pronouns: he/him/his

Residential Area: The Drive

Occupation: Cardiologist

Two Positive Traits: Honest, Empathetic

Two Negative Traits: Workaholic, Bossy

Length of Time in Vancouver: 27 years (on and off during college years)

Character Bio:

tw: death

Rajveer and his family moved to Canada when he was merely six years old. He still had vague memories of elderly family members sobbing as they hugged him and his older brother tight and told them “make us proud”. He was just a child then, but everything that Raj did from that point onward was done in the hopes that he would make his family proud. He was never the type to be told twice to do something. He worked hard to get good grades, doing his absolute best to be the model student and the model son to his parents. Rajveer liked to think he had a good head on his shoulders because of it. He became that much closer to achieving his dreams when he was admitted to Stanford. Rajveer spent his formative years at the university as both an undergrad and a medical student before returning to Vancouver where he would go on to become a full-fledged cardiologist.

It seemed like he was doing everything right, making his family proud just like he wished. It was late into the night when Raj got the frantic call from his mother that his father was complaining of a severe headache, his mother now remembering how her husband mentioned that things didn’t feel quite right in the days leading up to that night. All those years in medical school seemed to get jumbled up in his head as he tried to tell her to calm down and to take dad to the ER. However, it seemed it was a little too late as dad collapsed after taking only a few steps from the bed. An aneurysm. That was what the doctors had told them. He had just seen his father the week before and never once did he mention that something was wrong. Never once did Rajveer think that his father looked unwell.

It was at that point that Dr. Vohra went into overdrive, spending more time at the hospital and devoting more time to his patients than ever before. He didn’t want a similar thing to happen to one of his patients. He didn’t want them to think they were fine and well until one day they just collapsed on the floor of their bedroom like his father. If someone had noticed something, if another doctor had seen even an inkling of a sign then perhaps his dad would still be here. He wasn’t going to be that doctor, that person. He was going to keep making his parents -especially his father- proud.

Musings:

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Wanted Connections:

Work Colleagues: People who might work at the hospital with him or in general other doctor/nurse friends that he can be chummy with.

Friends: He is a fierce friend— the kind to share lots of laughs and basically be there for you every step of the way.

Family Friend/Childhood Friend: Someone who’s known Rajveer for a long time and also is in touch with Raj’s family. This person would know about Raj’s father’s passing and the effect it had on the man.

Love Interest: Maybe an ex? Maybe a current crush? Something maybe not so serious, but fun? Let’s talk!

#vcintro #intro #tw death

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raleighrose · 2 years

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Character name: Rose Raleigh

Age: 30

Gender identification: Cis female

Preferred pronouns: She/Her

Residential area: Gastown

Occupation: Line Cook at Le Crocodile

Time in Vancouver: 1 year

TL;DR: originally from brooklyn, recently divorced, line cook at one of VC’s most expensive french restaurants, in her trainwreck and rock bottom era, enjoying the freedom of no longer giving a fuck

FULL BIO

tw: parental abandonment, cancer, infidelity

Rose Raleigh was the result of a quarter-life crisis.

Her mother, Alma, during a nervous breakdown of sorts, ran away from her husband and two children and landed herself in Brooklyn, New York while having what she described as “a nervous breakdown about her impending 30th birthday”. In a matter of weeks, after meeting him in the family diner where he worked, she was shacked up with Donny Raleigh in his apartment over the restaurant – named ‘Rosie’s Table’, a neighborhood staple. It wasn’t more than a month later that Alma was staring down two pink lines on a pregnancy test in Donny’s bathroom.

Her third child was on the way.

Fast forward to roughly eight months later, and Alma had had a change of heart about Donny along with her husband and kids back in Vancouver. Unceremonious would be the best way to describe her exit from the hospital after giving birth to her baby girl, jumping on the next flight out to reunite with her “real” family.

Donny didn’t think twice about what single-fatherhood would mean – the guy was all in. He raised Rose (named after his mother, the diner’s namesake), in the apartment above the diner. Rose grew up around the sizzle of the fryers and the smell of grilled onions; Sunday brunch regulars gossiping over endless coffee refills and hungover college students begging for a bacon egg and cheese even though they were a buck short. As soon as she was old enough to refill a ketchup bottle and roll silverware in a napkin, Rose was on the payroll.

She wanted connection desperately, and it was so easy for her to find in the kitchen. Rose loved the feeling of nourishing people, being a part of their daily routines and special events by proxy of the food that she made for them. She soaked up every foodie blog she could stumble across – Donny even sprung for the extended cable package so they would get more cooking channels. It wasn’t a shock to anyone when she set her sights on The Culinary Institute of America.

(Good thing Donny had been setting aside a portion of his tips since the day she was born.)

With a huge send off at a neighborhood block party, Rose waltzed out to TCIA…and quickly realized that she was in over her head. However, failing and disappointing everyone in the diner who believed in her was not an option. With dedication and stubborn will (and several unhealthy coping mechanisms), Rose came out the other side with her degree in hand and a world full of potential at her feet –

And ended up right back in the comfort of her father’s kitchen.

It was there that she met Greg, the son of a local plumber who was allergic to pickles (hence why she remembered his order). One date turned into two, two went on to twenty, twenty led to moving in together, which led to a wedding.

Two weeks after he walked her down the aisle, Donny was diagnosed with lung cancer.

For the two years nothing seemed different, aside from a cough and chemo (which still wasn’t enough to stop the guy from smoking). Then he needed to wheel oxygen around with him – that added two more years. And then things went downhill fast, and Donny was bedridden and in a hospital more often than not. Unable to handle the operations of the diner anymore, he signed ownership over to his daughter – but medical bills continued to pile up and additional treatment was needed, and then eventually in home hospice care.

Rose sold ‘Rosie’s Table’ to cover the expenses. And Donny died the next day.

The two weeks later, on the last day the diner was open, Rose ended up fucking a fightfighter over the prep counter after closing. Greg ended up seeing the security video.

Things went downhill fast.

Divorce papers signed a few short months later, Rose needed to get the fuck out of New York. Fuck that, she needed to leave the country.

She ended up in Vancouver, remembering her father saying that was where her mother lived. A year later, Rose is still too scared to reach out.

Instead, she pours herself into her position as a line cook at one of Vancity’s more expensive French restaurants – smoking out back like a fiend, doing a line or two mid shift, and wondering how the hell she got here.

PERSONALITY

Two positive traits: Driven and visionary

Two negative traits: Impulsive and sharp-tongued

FUN FACTS

never call her ‘rosie’

when left to her own devices, mostly eats microwavable meals or egg dishes (scrambled, fried, omelettes)

speaks spanish and french

very obvious new york accent when she’s working in the kitchen, or pissed off

doesn’t keep up on a lot of shows, except for depression binges of real housewives

starting to playfully dabble in illegal substances

has a talent for wine pairings with fancy food yet keeps franzia in a box at home

CONNECTIONS

two week bender buddies; fwb with @silascody

late night drinks with @soshsanderson

neighbors who get high together with @jjaspr

WANTED CONNECTIONS

coworkers/people in the service industry to keep the same weird hours as her

neighbors from her apartment building

messy hookups because she’s definitely in her chaotic era

perhaps friends who have adopted her weird little self since she came to town

eventually i’d like to dabble in the concept of her finding her half siblings, so if you have a character that could fit into that i’d love to hear it!

#vcintro #intro.

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nesrinadem · 2 years

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❝ mismatched furniture, a stack of unsent letters held together with fraying string, worn photographs tucked into the pillowcase, sentimental jewelry and thrifted sweaters two sizes too big; hard conversations whilst hiding in an unfilled tub, chugging another sip just to speak, home isn’t a house it’s where your heart is, facing down ghosts and demons no matter how bleak the outcome might seem; anxious smiles, haunted eyes, cuticles torn from too much fretting, a heart that aches with too much want and longing, goodbyes she’ll forever be regretting; a lonely violin sat untouched in the corner, clipping coupons and counting change, disheveled hair, the bright surprise of an unexpected laugh, learning how to separate self from shame.

NAME: Nesrin Adem

NICKNAME(S): Nes, predominantly, Nessy to a rare few

AGE: Thirty-four

RESIDENTIAL AREA: Mount Pleasant

OCCUPATION: Administrative Assistant

LENGTH OF TIME IN VANCOUVER: Ages 6 to 16, recently returned for 3 years

BIOGRAPHY | CONNECTIONS | STATS | PINTEREST

basics.

BIRTHDAY: tbd

PLACE OF BIRTH: Antalya, Turkey

GENDER IDENTIFICATION: Cis Woman (she/her)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

POSITIVE TRAITS: Adaptable and Nurturing

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Secretive and Avoidant

family.

MOTHER: Ela Adem

FATHER: Yusef Adem

SIBLINGS: Two, ages and gender tbd

CHILDREN: Selvi Aileen Sullivan, age 17.

OTHER: Lila Durmaz, cousin.

tldr.

nesrin is the eldest of three children.

she grew up in a very strict, traditional/conservative household of which her father asserted his will as the head of household constantly.

through him and the values he reinforced, nes grew up with a deep understanding of duty, obedience, and honoring her family name. she came home well before curfew (most of the time), maintained her position on the dean’s list, and served as a role model for her younger siblings.

TW: TEEN PREGNANCY because of this, it perhaps came as a quite a shock that, when she was seventeen, nes discovered she was pregnant.

she’d been dating matt sullivan for several years at that point and, although she was absolutely in love and wanted a future with him eventually, that day wasn’t meant to be so soon.

TW: ABORTION while matt wanted to keep their baby, nes wasn’t so keen and her plans to terminate ultimately brought their relationship to an immediate end.

nes left town for what was only meant to be a brief "college tour” as far as her parents were concerned but, in reality, she’d left to seek out a discreet clinic several counties over. it was at that point, sitting out in the parking lot far past her scheduled appointment, that she realized she couldn’t give up her baby.

TW: ESTRANGEMENT/ABANDONMENT the call with her dad did not go well. at all. he accused nesrin of shaming herself, their family, etc. by not only having premarital sex but by falling pregnant while she was at it. in very harsh, no uncertain terms he left her with a choice: do what needed to be done to hide her “incident” and spare the family, or be outcasted indefinitely.

and for many, many years that was the last time nes ever spoke to her parents. she still kept in close touch with her siblings but, believing she’d lost everything back in vancouver, she emancipated herself and quietly moved to a small nowhere town, finding whatever way to survive on her own.

life wasn’t pretty or glamourous or kind to nesrin but she made it work. she held several jobs to make ends meet. eventually she managed to study and sit for her GED.

now, their daughter is 17 and preparing to soon go off and make her own way in the world. nes is just trying to navigate life back in vancouver while co-parenting and co-existing with the first and only love she never really let go of.

although it’s a far cry from her lifelong dreams, she’s working as an administrative assistant at sofia and theo’s practice. the job is stable, even if the pay leaves something to be desired, and gives her the ability to make ends meet while still having time leftover to spend with selvi.

#vcintro #teen pregnancy tw #abortion tw #estrangement tw #abandonment tw #❝ introducing nesrin adem.

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mvrrorbcll · 2 years

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Character name: Liberty “Libby” Mathis Age: 30 Gender identification: Cis Female Preferred pronouns: She/Her Residential area: Kitsilano Occupation: Bartender @ City Brew Pub Length of time in Vancouver: 6 months Faceclaim: Greta Onieogou

Quick Facts

Libby is a native of Vancouver and the middle child of 3 siblings

Had absolutely no idea what she wanted to do until high school

Became a flight attendant

Traveled the world for years before getting laid off and moving back in with her parents

Her siblings are very successful and her parents compare her to them daily

She’s trying to save up enough money to get her own apartment

Thinking about going back to school but she still doesn’t know what she wants to do

Loves animals and wants to adopt a dog but her parents won’t allow it :(

Has relatives back in the USA that she visits

Quirky, sassy, tactless at times

Feels like she’s just now rebelling but also feels like she’s 30 and needs to get her life together

Connection Ideas

Friends since childhood

Friends who drifted apart but are connecting again now that she’s back home

Coworkers

Ex-boyfriends

Flings

Annoyances

Anything you have in mind!

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sofiazetterlund · 2 years

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⸻ alicia vikander, 31, cis female, she/her // in THE DRIVE neighborhood of Vancouver, you’ll find SOFIA ZETTERLUND who’s lived there for TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS and they spend their days working as a CLINICAL PSYCHOLOGIST. They’ve been described as COMPASSIONATE, IMPULSIVE, PATIENT, AND ADAPTABLE by the people that know them. This is her story.

born in a suburb of stockholm, sweden, sofia’s family moved to vancouver when she was 3 years old because of her father’s work

was a really great student, very friendly and had a charm about her that let her make friends easily

married really young, just out of high school, at age 19 to an artist but he never made any money or really tried to showcase his work. it caused many problems and lots of fights because it left her stuck paying all the bills while going to uni and working

sometimes she’d have to fight her embarrassment and pack up her pride and ask her parents for money to cover bills when she couldn’t stretch what she was making that far

just 2 years into the struggling marriage sofia and her husband had a son together (who is now 10) and as happy as she was to be a mom, it only made things more difficult when it came to everything resting on her

when she finally earned her doctorate sofia opened up her own practice and began building up a client base

also she tried to ignore the growing problems at home but eventually work and her crappy marriage began to take their toll on sofia so she began to medicate

hides her slight drinking issue and has picked up a smoking habit since she feels it relaxes her

recently her husband’s career began to take off, right around the time he began having an affair with a curator and started to make a little money off his art work

after supporting him for 10 years he filed for divorce and sofia feels pretty bitter about it

they just signed on the dotted line recently and she’s taken a bit of a sabbatical from everything, can find her taking ceramics/pottery classes, going on mini adventures... anything for a bit of an escape

full bio to come soon! (i legit can’t find where i saved and i am soooo frustrated)

#vcintro #about.#📌 pinned post

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malikturmcn · 1 year

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˖♡ — BASICS.

» Name: Malik Turman » Nickname(s): — » Age / Birth / Zodiac: 36 years old / November, 1st / Scorpio » Place of Birth: New York, USA » Residence: Vancouver, Canada — Kitsilano » Gender: Cis Man — He/him » Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual » Occupation: Sports Agent » Language(s) Spoken: English, Chinese and Spanish

˖♡ — PERSONALITY.

» Positive Traits: Charming, diplomatic, social » Negative Traits: Self-absorbed, vain, vindictive » Goals/Desires: To become the agent of some NBA players. » Likes: Playing sports, telling lame jokes, massages, a good and expensive drink and clothes » Dislikes: Being controlled and being told what to do, his birthday and holidays in general

˖♡ — FAMILY.

» Father: Omari Turman » Mother: Angela Turman » Sibling(s): Younger sister and older brother (both unnamed) » Wife: Yaren Aksakar-Turman » Pet(s): —

˖♡ — BIOGRAPHY.

Malik was welcomed into this world on a beautiful afternoon in October at the city of New York in Tribeca. The second son of Omari and Angela Turman, back when the Turman Realty company was starting to pierce its mark not only in New York, but in the entire country. Although from the outside, people could perceive the luck of the three children that were born into this family, each one of them would offer a different perspective about it.

Controlling could easily be the middle name of both parents as they were so focused on their empire, that — somehow — they envisioned their children weren’t independent people, but infants that they were able to control from the very first breath they took once they were born until they were responsible adults.

They were all there watching Omari’s empire grow, hearing his father’s speeches that one day all of that would be passed to his children; sharing the importance of a good education and learning how to run the business, because he’d have to choose the person who would take his seat in the future. At first, Malik was too young to understand it all; but the first to crack was Malik’s oldest brother, although Malik was still entering adolescence his brother once turned eighteen years old, left their house as it was the only way to get rid of the control their parents had over him.

And then there were two, and with that the pressure that once was directed at the older brother, reached both Malik and his sister. And while his sister was okay with the plans their parents had for her, Malik was a dreamer.

Ever since he was a child, he dreamt about playing soccer, to become a great athlete. And when he was young, he was really good at it. His parents accepted the idea of enrolling him in soccer classes because it was important to have a place to direct all the energy a child has, but as he was growing older the support was no longer there and getting in different teams caused Malik to notice that he wasn’t the very best as he assumed to be. And at home, instead of hearing that he could become better, he’d listen that it was pointless to attempt to follow that dream. The Turman’s weren’t meant to be athletes, you’re meant to get rich behind a table.

And, although, he couldn’t accept it at first. Those words resonated well enough that Malik gave up on pursuing that desire and with that he enrolled in college, got his bachelor’s degree and master’s degree letting his parents know that while he wouldn’t be a soccer player, he’d still work in that field. That the company could be his sister’s, because he’d do what he could to become a sports agent and to be actually great at it. Surprisingly, they accepted the deal.

Or so he thought, subtle offers of a job position in their business, following along a narrative that it was simply easier to be part of the company instead of trying to pursue something and being a whole new career apart from the real estate agency. It all seemed better than the idea of facing challenges. His privileges, at least, caused him to assume so. And perhaps, that would’ve been his entire life, if someone else didn’t enter it for the sake of lightening up his path and his individuality.

Malik was tired, and it was what led him to Yaren as something more than friends. An agreement of a marriage in which both of them had something to gain from it, and after a beautiful ceremony he was no longer a handsome bachelor that all women wanted to pursue. As time passed by and months became years, his family understood that he wouldn’t divorce Yaren; that this wasn’t their middle son rebelling so late in life. And then, it was the end of his career as part of the family business and the beginning of the one he wanted to pursue: to become a sports agent. And for the first time in life, apart from siblings, he was able to have someone that was rooting for him and actually believing that he was capable of following part of his dreams. A different version of his dream, at least.

Truth being told at first, Malik didn’t see Yaren as anything but a friend, which led to a conversation that they could continue having relationships outside of their own. But it didn’t last long until jealousy started to play a part, as their relationship was no longer just a mere agreement with papers signed and feelings were there. Yet, the relationship remained open, with clauses that were respectful and pertinent to both parts. Malik is aware that he gained a partner for life and that, somehow, through the control of his parents, he found the love of his life.

˖♡ — CONNECTION IDEAS.

To be written.

#˖♡ — intro » ( malik turman. )#vcintro

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ccpreeda · 2 years

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tell me 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒; what is heavier? the 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 or its people’s HEARTS ??

𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒉 !! i’m bri ( 25, est tz, she/her ) + i’m writing for miss PREEDA MAES. under the cut, you will find more info about preeda like her stats, personality, & background as well as wanted connections i’m interested in! if you have any questions or are interested in plotting, shoot me an im on tumblr or on disco @ mothman fan account#3531 🥰 [ ... ] psd by gunshzt + coloring by cavalierfou.

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name, preeda elise maes

nicknames, pree

age, 30

birthday, may 12th

gender, cis woman

pronouns, she/her

sexuality, bisexual biromantic

occupation, costume designer for the queen elizabeth theatre

current residence, apartment in gastown she shares with her cousin, jordan mitchell

faceclaim, davika hoorne

personality

positive traits, creative, dedicated, passionate, playful, kindhearted, generous, accommodating, loyal, levelheaded, considerate

negative traits, obsessive, self-sacrificing, jealous, overprotective, doesn’t trust easily, scatterbrained + forgetful outside of work, anxious, non-confrontational

zodiac, taurus sun + rest of chart TBD

moral alignment, neutral good

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preeda is a FIXER, always has been and working on not always being. she grew up fixing her family and trying to keep the peace. and so she really hates confrontation and chooses instead to channel her frustrations and anger into hobbies like knitting and crocheting. she’s also an anxious baker but do NOT accept any of her baked goods.

she was born in thailand and is a dual citizen of thailand and canada. when she was small, her parents raised her as they traveled internationally doing research and writing. upon the birth of her younger brother, kasem, and her mother getting a job offer, the family moved back to her father’s hometown ... where they came face to face with all of the unresolved tension and conflict between her father and his family :) enter fix it preeda.

preeda’s very much a “” creative “”, and was always interested in performing arts that explored fantasy and historical genres. in college she studied costume design and history as a dual major and eventually went on to pursue a career in costume design. she first began as an assistant designer and in the past couple years earned a lead costume designer position at the queen elizabeth theatre.

she’s a huge workaholic because she’s obsessed with her job, but when she finally gives herself a break she takes her time off seriously, soaking up all of her free time as much as she possibly can. when she’s not feeling the pressure from work, she’s a very playful and spirited person. a really good friend too but in the way where she never talks about herself and wants to make sure that her friends are okay all the time. hides a lot of her personal anxiety and other things she’s grappling with.

i luv her even if she’s a bit of an odd duck and slightly inspired by edna mode DFKLSJF

wanted connections

since day one, preeda’s first friend in vancouver!! they’re really close so it’s the kind of friendship where they’re not afraid to call each other out on their shit or to be one another’s confidants. or maybe they used to be really close and recently they’ve begun to drift apart? this is probably the first person who recognized preeda’s habits of focusing on everyone around her so she doesn’t have to worry about her own shit, one of the few people who checks up on her even if they’re drifting apart.

you again, preeda is a creature of habit and for that reason she’s been living on the same street in gastown for the past seven years she’s been in vancouver. she’s switched apartments of course, especially after her pay raise with the queen elizabeth theatre gig but she likes her neighborhood. she especially likes her regular haunts. this connection would be either employees at places in gastown or other regulars. very much a we only talk because ur literally here every day what do u even do for a living. possible haunts: roxy burger, red cat records, holy chow asian eatery, + cobblestones, or maybe our muses go to the same coffee place each day and gossip after bonding and becoming friends? also this is permission for anyone who works in gastown to know preeda by name.

hangover club, i imagine a small group of friends who go out together and then no matter how bad the hangover is, they always meet up for a late breakfast the next day to recap and chow down on some greasy breakfast food. they have seen preeda probably at her lowest points like making bad choices at 2 am fighting with a bouncer lowest points. maybe they don’t see each other as super close friends but just going out pals and then all the sudden they have to work together or see each other more regularly and it’s kinda awkward?

annoyance to friends to lovers, kinda similar to enemies to lovers but i rlly like the idea of preeda finally finding someone who pisses her off so much that she actually confronts them but it’s more of a u are so goddamn annoying will u shut up kinda deal with a playful undertone. they get her to open up, she takes care of them, there’s always a sort of tension underlying their interactions. give me sunshine x grump plS

whoopsie, a drunken hookup that turns into a regular occurrence? like if preeda or this muse doesn’t find anyone else to hookup with when they go out, they show up at the other’s apartment door. i love the idea of this connection being like they hookup and then talk about their fucked up dating lives and why they haven’t found anyone and are like what is wrONG WITH US??

muse, preeda can’t stop sketching your muse, all the sudden she met this person and they’re her inspiration for everything ... she’s kinda embarrassed. she designs a couple costumes because they inspired her and she awkwardly shows them and then immediately wants to Die.

creative support group, a group of artists, writers, actors, whoever who get together and basically help one another work through blocks and bounce ideas off of one another?

out mom the mom friend, this is my favorite trope give it to me. the person who, even if the two of them aren’t too close, always figures out a way to get preeda to actually answer how are you truthfully. reminds preeda to take care of herself and gets annoyed when she refuses to talk about herself.

general ideas, friends through work / similar projects, they just can’t get along no matter what, exes that ended on good terms, exes that ended on bad terms, neighbors, they’re always bumping into each other for some reason, old friends, rivals, if you have any ideas pls throw them my way !!

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[ tw: mentions of cheating and mental illness ( mainly anxiety ). ]

for preeda, she never had both feet firmly grounded in reality. her childhood was spent pouring over books and films, all tales of magical adventures and fantasy escapes, while her family traveled internationally. her parents, both professors ( her mother in history and her father in literature ), only encouraged their daughter’s exploration of the fantasy genre. her mother specifically guided preeda through thai folklore, in hopes of anchoring her to her culture and home country. preeda herself is a dual citizen of thailand and canada, though she was more of a world traveler as just a baby, her family traveling around asia and europe up until her younger sibling was born. that and a job offer her mother couldn’t refuse prompted the maes to permanently relocate to preeda’s father’s hometown.

unbeknownst to her at her young age, it was a shock that her father even stepped foot into his hometown with his family, let alone relocate. neil maes had up and left his family as soon as he had his college degree under his belt; traded in a life of prestige and wealth for that of a backpacking grad. in his travels he met kamala, the woman he would marry and start a family with. both had a keen interest in folklore and mythology with their aims ultimately set on teaching and writing. together, they made quite a formidable team. neil returned to bangkok with kamala where the two lived for the majority of their dating period and then early marriage. aside from the few relatives who made the trip to bangkok for neil and kamala’s wedding, none of the maes thought they would see neil again. it was his hometown’s worst kept secret that he clashed with his parents and siblings, even as a child; he didn’t agree with their principles, their values, not even the way they spent their weekends. neil couldn’t find a single thing he had in common with his family. and for those reasons, he found it hard to imagine wanting to return there when he had been so welcomed into kamala’s family. when preeda and her younger sibling came along, it made it that much more difficult to imagine leaving bangkok, but kamala was offered a position with a university near his hometown that they couldn’t turn down.

so back home he returned, not the prodigal son but willing to try to mend things. it seemed like the wounds he and his family had inflicted on one another went too deep though, fights beginning almost as soon as he and his family arrived. and preeda, though still young, noticed these growing tensions. she took it upon herself to try to keep the peace between the family, first just as a naive child with distracting conversation and childish antics. but as she grew older, her attempts became more sophisticated; preeda worked to accommodate everyone in her family, sacrificing her own comforts just to avoid a yelling match between her father and uncle.

and so that continued for much of preeda’s life. what was worse is that it became expected of her to adjust for the sake of someone else’s comfort. things grew tougher when her father became aware of her uncle’s transgressions with a woman who was not his wife, resulting in a pregnancy. where her uncle would try to sweep it under the rug, her father hated the idea of leaving the mother completely on her own. it was her father’s own wish to at least extend a friendly hand to the mother and child, ultimately leading preeda to meeting her cousin, jordan.

preeda spent her teen years playing family peacekeeper, leaving her to crave a life that was just her own, not a byproduct of the maes legacy and spite. her involvement in her family’s conflicts was a large source of her anxiety and guilt, those feelings playing up when she wasn’t quick enough to resolve things and family gatherings ended on a sour note. and so when the time came, college became just the getaway preeda needed, much like her father when he left his home behind. in history and art classes, preeda forged her own passion, something of her own that was separate from her family and the person she had become to keep them intact. she never thought she would land on costume designing as a possible career, but it seemed right, a marriage of her interest in fantasy and historical media with creative arts. she had been part of the costume and props department for her high school’s theater, but it never seemed like it could be steady until she met the right people and had the path laid out before her. suddenly, she had remembered what it was like to immerse herself in the fantasy of fiction, like when she was young and engrossed in fairytales and folklore. nostalgia mixed with passion created a formidable drive in preeda. she fully committed, joining both her university’s performing arts and history departments in hopes of pursuing historical costume design. but when she graduated, passion wasn’t enough to sustain her at first. in vancouver, preeda worked odd jobs as she continued to perfect her craft and work with young and independent artists like herself in small film and theater productions. she ultimately landed an assistant costume designer position with a smaller theater in the city. and to her, it was enough.

her dedication and creativity didn’t go overlooked, especially when preeda spent most of her evenings attached to the sewing machine so she could truly perfect pieces. it came as no surprise to her friends and family that she was a bit of a workaholic. no matter what it was, preeda needed a project to devote her time and energy to. with the goal of becoming a recognized costume designer, she could barely look past her work to remember to be a human being. but when she did come up for air, preeda remained a protective, compassionate person who often put others in front of her own needs. though that’s not to say it was very obvious to others, with preeda disguising her sabotaging and self sacrificing habits behind her mask of eccentricity and vibrance. she had years to perfect her guise so that no one worried about her. for preeda it was all about the distraction and redirection; turning how are you’s on their head so suddenly the asker was talking about themselves. it was easier for preeda to focus on others, old habits die hard it would seem.

but in her defense, preeda learned to keep her distance from the majority of her extended family to preserve her own sanity —— except for jordan. after losing touch with her cousin, preeda opened her doors to jordan in hopes of helping her out and reconnecting. as for the maes, preeda keeps them far away from herself with the help her parents and sibling. they know all too well the mental toll family drama took on preeda, her father especially after realizing and apologizing for his role in it all. but still preeda finds herself jumping back into the fray to keep her family from burning themselves to the ground whenever the holiday season rolls around. she hasn’t learned how to brush off the all too familiar feelings of anxiety and guilt when those old fights flare up again, having come to see herself as the glue that keeps the maes together. if she’s not there to stop them, then who’s to say the maes would stay together at all?

it’s better that she’s not at home and has struck out on her own. her passion and talent even earned her a job offer from the queen elizabeth theatre as a costume designer a couple years back. it seems like preeda has everything she ever wished to have, though she can’t help but worry it will all be taken away because of one wrong move.

#vcintro #i literally cant shut up im so sorry about how long this is alfkdj #anxiety tw #˛ * ✱ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐒 ‚ filed under —— dev .

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velvctcurtaincalls · 2 years

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NAME: Melina Azra Kaplan

AGE: Twenty-Five

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Female, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Bahar Șahin

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5'5"

DATE OF BIRTH: April 7th, 1997

ZODIAC SIGN: Aries

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: Working through an associates degree, undetermined

OCCUPATION: Bartender at City Brew Pub

HOMETOWN: Vancouver, BC, Canada

Character Biography (TW: teen pregnancy, forced adoption)

The Sunay's were a picture perfect family, their fortune derived from a hardworking ethic that they ensured their children would not only be appreciative of, but have themselves. Her brother and her were pushed to appreciate every moment of ease in their life, and encouraged to see the beginning and end of every hardship. After all, the most important thing in the end was family. At least, that’s what Melina thought. At sixteen years old, there was a rebel side to her that awoke but only as a means of being a person outside of the unit her family loved to function under. She found independence, but also clung to her friends where she could. She was the life of the party, but she needed those close to her in order to make sure she didn’t burn out. One of those people was a boy she had started to get close to, but maybe a little too close when she was left one day, hung over a pregnancy test in her bathroom.

When she told her parents, she was met with scolding but eventually they comforted her. Little did Melina know that their solution they promised her wasn’t what she expected at all. Her bags were packed, and she was forced to leave Vancouver for nine months before her shirts stretched tightly over her stomach. The result was a little boy with eyes that mirrored hers that was plucked from her arms immediately before being put up for adoption without her consent. After that, she was in town with a secret she’d never tell.

As soon as Melina was able to get out of her parent’s clutches, she took her chances and ran. She’d lived in Gastown ever since without a single dime to help her. Despite the heavy shift from Kitsilano to the very district everyone frowned upon, she’s looking to find her place where she can bounce back from mistakes rather than hide them. She found them with a certain man, someone who swept her off her feet, despite her past luck. She saw a future with him, until he broke her heart and left her to pick up the pieces by herself. Now, Melina knows all she can rely on is herself.

“There’s no more chasing rainbows and hoping for an end to them; their arches are illusions, solid at first glance. But then you try to touch them, there’s nothing to hold on to. Their colors used to lure you in and put you in a trance."

WANTED CONNECTIONS

The father of her child, who has no idea he is a father

Former best friends from before her fall from grace

Best friend

Etc

#melina: intro [from the ordinary world to the reveal of my heart]#vcintro

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dianaknowles · 2 years

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DIANA KNOWLES, 41 years old, strip club manager.

full name: diana marie knowles nicknames: di, ana, mama knowles dob: june 19ths, 1981 occupation: strip club manager residential area: gastown length of time in vancouver: 23 years click here for full statistics.

BACKSTORY.

Diana Knowles is born already scorned, fearless. Her mother gives birth, not by choice, six weeks early, causing her tiny bundle of wailing joy to enter the NICU until further notice. And the NICU is where Diana first fights. She fights to the better end, doing everything in her power to progress and make her way home to her mother and her mother alone. Her father is absent. Hell, her mother to this day has no idea who the father of her daughter might be. “Probably some random I slept with one evening, it doesn’t matter.” Is what her mother would say when Diana became curious. And she learned to be okay with that.

For as long as Diana could remember, her mother was always sick. She was always coughing into napkins, needing help with dinner, and whatever came along with that. Diana always helped, even if this took up much of her adolescence. And her upbringing remains this way. By some miracle, she’s able to squeeze in various extracurriculars. Dance, cheerleading, and soccer are the more prominent ones, the ones she loved the most. Her mother doesn’t leave the house, too afraid to due to her many ailments. But she insists that Diana recount all of her activities from school, still wanting to be a part of her daughter’s life and enjoyment regardless of anything. So, Diana gushes about her growing life, and her mother nods along.

High school goes by in a blink and before she knows it, Diana is off to college. She gets accepted into a college in Vancouver and she moves there to study to become a physical therapist. She had always been fascinated by the way the human body works, especially when it came to dancing. And her lifelong dream was to help those who needed it, to ensure that their bodies were working right.

Seven long years later and Diana is graduating, though her mother is not there to see her shine. She calls soon after though, happy to hear that her daughter was content and achieving something worthwhile in life. This is the first time Diana feels real sorrow, real loneliness. And she was exactly that within herself: sad and alone. With that, she attempts to make friends and does so successfully. She enters a practice to shadow some physical therapists and she makes friends through work. Up until she loses her passion for the profession and finds herself at a strange crossroads. Dance was still calling to her and she eventually follows the same route her mother went down, dancing in nightclubs. In an instant, Diana Knowles feels at home under neon lights. She takes up the stage name Miss Platinum and becomes a club favorite.

Eventually, Diana becomes the club manager and steps down from dancing. Her love for helping people eventually came back swinging and she began to deeply adore the process of hiring girls. The girls become like her children and she takes care of them, houses them, and more. So much so that everyone begins to call her Mama Knowles and nothing has ever filled her with so much pride.

Like most stories, tragedy strikes, and it does so in the most random of ways in Diana’s story. One evening while she was locking up the club, she was jumped by three men. They beat her up and stole her shoes, jewelry, watch, purse, and more. And when she got home, her house had been broken into. About three weeks prior, she reported a stalker that had been showing up at the club every single night. Diana didn’t really think anything of it until he approached her one night and wouldn’t leave her alone. She instantly knows this was the work of her stalker and called the police. The case is still ongoing and Diana has been living in fear ever since, knowing she will have to testify in court against the men who jumped her while her stalker is still unable to be found.

Diana being Diana, she keeps a stern stance and refuses to let anyone see her afraid. Or upset. She left the hospital after one evening, returning to work with a bruised cheek and cracked ribs. And that’s exactly how she’s always been. A fighter, even from the very beginning.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

her girls aka the women/dancers who work at her club

her younger sister, nicole (will most likely be a wc on the main)

exes

fwb

best friend(s)

close friends

bookclub buddies

fellow dog parents

enemies

ex-friends

cousins

exes gone wrong

blind dates

first love

ex she married back in vegas when she was 17 and drunk

anything at all!!!!

#vcintro #i'll make a cooler intro with a cool graphic n everything when i have the time i promise!!!#but here's miss diana regardless!

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meet KAREEM SALAAM, a thirty-five year old museum curator at the CONTEXT HOUSE ART GALLERY and a five-year resident in the beautiful DRIVE neighborhood of vancouver. he is known for being honorable and inventive at the best of times, but has been called fickle and petty at the worst.

BIOGRAPHY ★ PINTEREST

#vcintro #NO ARTIST TOLERATES REALITY — about #death mention tw

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nazsayar · 2 years

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❝ scattered cups of tea and the dregs of red wine staining the bottom of a glass, bitten lips, hot baths, dried tears on a pillow and open boxes of photographs; working overtime to avoid being alone, leaving texts on read and not answering the phone; gold jewelry, messy hair, forced smiles and vacant stares.

NAME: Nazli Sayar

NICKNAME(S): Naz

AGE: Thirty-three

RESIDENTIAL AREA: The Drive

OCCUPATION: Tasting Room Manager at Kirkland Estate Winery and Vineyard

LENGTH OF TIME IN VANCOUVER: Native, returned for 3 years

BIOGRAPHY | CONNECTIONS | STATS | PINTEREST

basics.

BIRTHDAY: tbd bc i take zodiac signs too seriously to commit to anything yet

PLACE OF BIRTH: Vancouver, British Columbia

GENDER IDENTIFICATION: Cis Woman (she/her)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

POSITIVE TRAITS: Capable and Empathetic

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Distancing and Haunted

family.

MOTHER: Neslihan Sayar

FATHER: Ishan Sayar

SIBLINGS: Defne Sayar (older sister, 34), Sanem Sayar (younger sister, 29), youngest sister (npc).

NIECES/NEPHEWS: tbd

OTHER: tbd

tldr.

although her family is originally from turkey, nazli was born and raised in the marpole neighborhood in south vancouver. her home life was neither good nor bad, but always falling somewhere in the gray between.

her father left when she was six, heading off for better work except he never returned. despite the distance, her parents remained married on paper, and the longer he was gone the more her mother began to deteriorate.

that left naz to help her grandparents around the house and look after her siblings, but the one bright spark was her next door neighbor, jake.

(tw: death) what began as a solid friendship turned into young love, and the two of them were ultimately together for five years, going as far as to get engaged, before jake passed away in a climbing accident.

losing him broke naz, and she inevitably skipped town when it all got to be too much. she stayed away for several years, avoiding the friends and family and spots around town that reminded her of him, until three years ago when she was persuaded home.

now she works at the kirkland estate winery and vineyard as a manager in the tasting room, just passing the time while she tries to figure out how someone actually moves on with their life.

possible connections

childhood friends, co-workers at the winery, neighbors, family/friends of jake, the other three people who were out with him on the climb that day (future wc on the main), tinder dates, fwbs, etc. over the last three years since she’s moved home, maybe one relationship she had for however long in that timeframe before she self sabotaged and called it off, siblings (another future wc), cousins (must be of turkish descent), estranged friends she ha a falling out with after leaving town and cutting everyone out, friends she’s only met since coming home that don’t know much about what happened, etc.

#vcintro #❝ introducing nazli sayar.

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