❛ my love for you will never be enough . for , very early in my life it was already too late . ❜
𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .
◜ * : elsa hosk . cisfemale & she/her . let me sign by robert pattinson . ━━ the legend surrounding london’s l’academiae furorum would not be complete without SELMA LIND GUSTAFSSON . the academy's TWENTY NINE year old PRINCIPAL DANCER has been with furore for NINETEEN YEARS , oft described as ALOOF , IMPERIAL , DUPLICITOUS & BEWITCHING & has proved utterly indispensable to the company. in passing , they’ve come to be associated with BLACK OPIUM EAU DE PARFUM & a painted on smile as aching of a lifetime of work shoots from the tip of your toes to the ends of your perfectly lined finger tips , blood curtailing cries from a dressing room you have now ripped to shreds , the whispered conversations as you make your grand entrance , wincing in pain from the soft touch from a choreographer & knowing it is not them but instead all in your head . whether this will be their final curtain call is anyone's guess & the company’s worst nightmare .
a dainty figure with strawberry flavored film over plump lips , stares out at the paris street , three stories up , on a parisian balcony . she takes in the fresh scents from the bakery just a few buildings over as the sound of her mother’s delicate footsteps cross past a bedroom door - not fully shut in fear of being entirely alone . soft fingers glide along a metal railing , bright eyes peering over to see if the quartet will be reunited this time around . but alas it is another breakfast without the man of the house . how else is he to learn of the man who sneaks out of the luxury apartment before dawn , if his very home has turned into a hotel ? it’s not much longer that the once dainty figure now turned frail can keep her lips locked . it happened to be a milestone birthday , the key had been retrieved after years of searching , the infidelity spilled out , flooding marble floors . once peaceful walls turned to a haunted house , filled to the brim with slamming doors , screeching & the buried feeling that something just wasn’t right . this has become the new norm . now the frail figure must see herself out , as there is more to life than the horror show sprawled across these cigarette stained walls . a monster hides behind the curtains at the paris opera ballet . the dainty figure has been turned frail not once but twice by those her senior .
until a choice must be made ; a choice between maternal & paternal leaves the frail figure cracked in ways only plausible when thrown to the ground . cuddled up against the ribs of her brother , the two unable to decipher between right & wrong . does one go to each guardian or do they go as a package deal to one ? time begins to drain out of the clock and they find themselves making a hasty but a unanimously decided , fair decision . the shattered glass makes one last trip up the spiral stairs , kisses a strawberry flavored goodbye to her parisian balcony & shuts the door to her childhood bedroom . to her childhood home . a two & half hour train lands the two siblings in their new home . a home etched in the promise of a redo , the promise of a more involved father . the promise of safer ballet company . the months to follow prove hard but the newly labeled daddy’s girl can’t quite deny , the right decision was made . she will forever be shattered but her pieces , constantly swept up by the love from her father & brother can make her whole again . that is until , their love just doesn’t seem to be the right brand of glue any longer .
on the search to be whole again the femme finds herself enamored with an american man , the moment adulthood knocked on the doors of a victorian estate . she’s booked a flight out to the gambling capital of the world where she’d find herself eloping . a heavy claim made by the dainty figure , the belief of true love swirling along the walls of her soft heart . it won’t be long before the truth comes tumbling down on this frail figure , a reminder that to be broken had become a home for her . a feigned love can’t make you whole . so , she takes her deflated heart , strawberry lip gloss & new found poker face back to her very own playground . there are far too many paths that she stares down ; in a search to once again be whole again . one thing she knows for sure , the life of a trophy wife , is no life at all .
the return to stage was one drenched in anticipation , each and every time . for the symphony that plays background has been the only thing to bring this fragile being any calm . the scent of yves saint laurents very own black opium wisps across the hardwood floors . audience members cheers sound of tunneled cries as they levitate to their feet . it is principal that you smile , they love it . they call you ethereal . if only they knew what it took to be called such a thing .
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GENERAL .
full name : selma johanna lind gustafsson nicknames : sel , selly , sj age : twenty nine birthday : february 23rd zodiac : pisces birthplace : 8th arrondissement of paris , paris , france current residence : primrose hill , london , england gender : cis female pronouns : she / her orientation : bisexual ( closeted ) relationship status : divorced , single occupation : principal dancer .
BACKGROUND .
father : johan gustafsson , architect ( relationship : they have been incredibly close for the majority of her life , there isn’t a day that goes by that she doesn’t speak to him or a week that she doesn’t see him ) mother : amalia lind beaufort , small boutique owner ( relationship : although she tries to reach out to selma , there is alot of resentment between the two and they are currently not on speaking terms ) step father : raphael beaufort , politician ( relationship : they are virtually strangers , selma doesn’t have his number ��in her phone and did not attend the wedding ) step mother : charlotte gustafsson , best selling author ( relationship : although she came into selma’s life later on she fell perfectly into the role of her mother , they are incredibly close ) brother : lars lind gustafsson , film maker ( relationship : they have always been close and have remained that way to this day , he is easily her best friend ) pets : light brown labradoodle named ella and two orange scottish folds named lotta and maj ethnicity : swedish nationality : french ( through birth ) , british ( through naturalization ) languages spoken : swedish , french , english accent : standard british accent , although when upset her french accent tends to come out .
PHYSICAL .
faceclaim : elsa hosk hair color : natural blonde eye color : blue build : slim height : 5 foot 8 inches weight : 124 pounds distinctive feature : tba piercings : two in both ears tattoos : none .
PERSONALITY .
label : the intangible concept mbti : intj moral alignment : true neutral traits : betwitching , aloof , imperial , duplicitous likes : the moments just before it rains , fresh cups of tea , animals , strawberry flavored anything , pastel colors , old hollywood movies , singing alone on a long car ride , early mornings , fuzzy blankets , rose champagne , the moment the stage lights turn on dislikes : coffee , foul language , being judged , loud music , pitch dark , partying , the moment the curtains close , bad drivers , broccoli quirks : doesn’t own anything black or dark grey , believes in ghosts , has a tendency to name inanimate objects , always has beige painted nails secret talent : can play piano and sing .
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