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edenxoconnell · 3 months ago

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where: eden's sister's home

when: late december 2023

featuring: @robbie-becker & eden o'connell

Eden:

It was about a month since Eden found her brother after his overdose, a month since she’d nearly lost him, and a month of her sitting with the idea that if she just hadn’t left for a few hours that day maybe she would’ve noticed something was wrong. Logically, she knew she couldn’t have done anything that would have completely changed the outcome, but she felt responsible in a way. It didn’t help that her mother helped put that in her head either.

It was a little over a month since it happened and Eden was spending Christmas break at her sister’s condo or staying the night with Robbie, but she’d found herself wanting to distance herself from everyone mostly. Eden spent hours of her time searching for answers, wondering if she could’ve done anything different, but she kept coming up empty handed. She tried getting her mind off everything but nothing seemed to help. And maybe she was just in her head about what happened- what her mother had said to her, almost blaming her for what happened, that Eden began to feel like maybe all those awful things her mother had said to her were true.

Not merely blaming her for what happened with Arkin, but all the awful things she’d said about Eden growing up, too. All the ways that she made Eden feel small and insignificant and like she didn’t deserve anyone good. It was all getting in her head and she was starting to believe it. To believe that maybe she wasn’t good enough for Robbie.

More than that, Robbie had been there through everything. He was the first person she’d called when she was at the hospital, he was one of the first to arrive at the hospital, and he’d been there for her since. He held her when she cried, he comforted her after nightmares. But Eden had spent the last week convincing herself that he deserved better than that. What she’d been through and what she’d been told had affected her more than she ever could have imagined it would, and she found herself thinking that he shouldn’t have to put up with her, that he moved to California to get an education, not deal with her family drama and how it affected her. Eden began to think that even if she ever had a chance to meet his parents, they wouldn’t like her. Eden thought of herself as a disappointment, someone broken that no one should have to sacrifice anything to put the pieces back together.

Having taken all these thoughts into consideration, Eden believed it was for the best for Robbie to be able to begin his school year without all of her bullshit. For her to put herself back together before continuing to pursue anything more with him. And god, she wanted something more- she was pretty sure she was in love with him and she’d never been in love before. He was something special to her and that was why she felt it would be best to end things for now. Maybe things could get better before she made him worse.

Eden had asked Robbie to come by Addison’s so she could talk to him while her sister was out. She wanted a break, essentially, but she wasn’t sure how long it would take to be better again- to be something good for herself and for Robbie.

“Hi.” Eden invited him in as she gave him a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She’d cried a few times that day already and she knew she would probably do it again after this. She didn’t want to lose him but she felt like she would no matter what, whether he decided he didn’t want her or she broke it off herself.

Robbie:

"Hey."

His voice is soft when he enters the home, one familiar only for the fact Robbie has passed under this doorframe too many times to count. A second family in some senses, Arkin's overdose had dug deep under his skin in its own ways, but in no way comparable to Eden. Robbie would never dare try to say he harbored the same hurt and fear, at least not in the same sense.

Selfishly, his focus had been on Eden for the last two weeks. Arkin had his family to care after him, but in all their focus of course Eden wasn't of their concern. It's not a fault of theirs, of course it would make sense their time and energy went into Arkin above all else, but Robbie stood behind Eden, arms always outstretched and ready to catch her.

Each.

And.

Every day.

The way she looks dim isn't all that much of a surprise to him when accounting for the torrential storm of emotions from the last two weeks, but it still sits heavy in his gut. Robbie doesn't waste any time to place a chaste kiss to her lips in greeting, but the embrace he pulls her in lingers. "Hey," he repeats, much more softly. Then, he pulls back with his hands still on her shoulders. "How are you doing? How's Arkin, and everyone?"

Eden:

Eden felt a swell of guilt in her chest, aching down to her bones as she thought that she didn't deserve him and the way he would show up no matter what. She wondered if she'd made the right decision to break things off for now, but she knew that the school year was starting soon and she wanted him to focus on himself, not worry about her. The kiss only made that ache worsen and she closed her eyes as she took it in just for a moment before she was being pulled against him. It was something she couldn't help but melt into as she wrapped her own arms around him, her fingers gripping the material of his shirt as he held her before they finally broke away. This wasn't going to be easy.

"He's.. fine. It's a little weird being around him after everything. I'm just glad he's getting help. I, uh… well, I didn't really want to talk about Arkin." Eden knew if she delayed this at all she wouldn't be able to do it.

Robbie:

Ever attentive, Robbie's focus doesn't stray from Eden's face. He listens intently, a smile even twitches at the corners of his mouth. He goes to say something about how he's glad Arkin is getting the help he needs, but there is the hesitance to her voice, and how she concludes that sentence that draws cause for concern.

"Is everything alright?" It's a redundant question, but it's the only thing he can think of when there is a silence lingering too long. Then another moment and he clears his throat. "Do we have to talk about it in the doorway?"

Eden:

"Shit. No, sorry." Eden shook her head and invited him to step farther into the condo as she closed the door. She didn't want to delay the conversation but that didn't mean she had to rush it. Robbie was so important to her and she didn't want to completely ruin things between them. It wouldn't be like ripping a bandage off, this needed to be handled delicately.

"Not really." She finally answered his question as she moved to the couch to sit down, wanting him to follow suit. "I just need to talk to you. About… well, about us."

Robbie:

There’s a wave of relief that washes over him when there is at least the invitation in. To do it standing on the ‘welcome mat’ area, per se, would feel off. Damning, in a way, as though he’d have to run out the door. The pressure lifts when he follows after, but there is still worry and confusion that fills his head.

“Not good,” Robbie chuckles softly despite the grim notion that Eden is not alright. “What can I do to help?” Is the question that follows when he sits beside her. He begins to feel a bit unnerved then though, because Eden seems different. Her head swirling with thoughts he can’t take a peak at, or as though she’s holding on some secret.

Then she says us, and his brows furrow, but he still has a subtle smile. “What? Alright, why? You’re not breaking up with me, are you?” It’s meant as a joke, signaled by the way he shortly laughs after, this soft, mirthless sound because the tension begins to set in his shoulders again. “Right?”

Eden:

Eden couldn’t laugh with him because he thought it was so unlikely to be the reason she’d asked him here he made a joke of it. She just watched him, her lips parting as she tried to speak but couldn’t find the words.

“Robbie,” Eden began softly and she took his hand in hers and laced their fingers together on her lap. “You mean the world to me. You do. There’s no question about that whatsoever, but…” Eden trailed off, unsure how she was supposed to do this. “I was thinking that maybe… maybe time a part would be good for us. For you. Not forever. Just… a while.”

Robbie:

What had been a joke quickly is affirmed as reality, but slowly it takes to register. Robbie searches Eden’s face, his mouth parted slightly as he searches for words to say, but really… what is there to say? Quick and succinct, the purpose of Eden calling him over very much so was about what he made joke of, and a pit forms in his stomach.

“You’re breaking up with me…”

He says, his voice quieter as it’s said more to himself to really let it click.

“W-wait - hold up. Why? Did I do something? Because we don’t need time apart. I can fix whatever, just tell me what it is-“ he hopes, because right now he is stunned and clueless about what even brought this on. “We don’t need a break. Everything’s been good between us?” Said with a question as now Robbie, for the first time in their relationship, feels so utterly and hopelessly uncertain.

Eden:

Eden knew this wouldn’t be easy but nothing prepared her for the look on Robbie’s face or the hurt in his voice. She gave his hand a squeeze as she shook her head. “Nothing! You did nothing wrong. I- I just…” Feel like I’m holding you back. Not good enough for you or anyone else. I’m completely falling apart and I’m scared I’m going to take you with me. “You’ve been nothing but amazing to me, especially since…” Eden’s voice trailed off, she didn’t like talking about it at all because she was ridden with guilt and brought back into those moments of panic. “It’s been really hard on me a- and I know it’s affecting you because it’s affecting me, but the school year is about to start. You shouldn’t have to worry about me when you should be worried about your future.” And as far as Eden was concerned, even if they took a break, she believed that they were both still in each other’s futures. “It doesn’t seem fair to ask you to stick around when literally everything’s…” Eden paused and let out a humorless laugh. “Everything’s fucked. My family is fucked.”

Robbie:

It's an odd thing. Feelings he can't quite decipher beyond the blow he feels to his gut. Metaphorical, of course, but the assurance that it wasn't at all his fault in any way feels like a solid punch right in his stomach. It almost sucks the air out of him, and he falls silent, mouth parted slightly as though he wants to say something but nothing manages to come out. The only thing grounding him to his moment is the hold Eden has on his hand.

Then, as she concludes, he rips his own away almost as if he'd just touched fire.

He snaps, "That's not for you to decide. What affects me, or doesn't, that's my issue to deal with. Not yours."

If it has in any way, it's Robbie's attention being so focused on Eden. He cares about her more than he ever thought he'd care about a person who isn't family. Love is such a silly thing in concept, but when he said it, he meant it. She filled him with joy, she filled him with exhilaration, and at times, she filled him with fear. All of the things that come in tandem with such an emotion, one he so contently held for through all the hard parts of it, the good parts outweighed them.

"And you think it's fair to just assume that?" On reflex, Robbie stands so he can take a few unaimed steps, then spins back to face her. His nervous energy feels like it's bunching up and springing into his limbs. "I want to stick around, Eden. What's so wrong with that? I want to be there for you, isn't that what a relationship is about? Sometimes you can only give twenty or ten, but that's alright. I can give ninety percent until you're okay. I'm willing to do that." (edited)

Eden:

Eden waited for what felt like an eternity for him to respond, her focus was entirely on him as she watched herself hurt one of the people she loved the most. She was worried that maybe she’d gotten this wrong, that maybe this was a huge mistake.

Robbie snatching his hand was made Eden flinch and her eyes widened as she looked up at him. She hadn’t exactly considered that it wasn’t her choice, really, but she believed she was doing the right thing. This was her taking care of him, right?

Eden was standing now too, her hands wrenching as she nearly paced in front of him as she spoke

“I- it doesn’t. It doesn’t seem fair for you to have sleepless nights and hear me cry over the things going on in my life a-and I… I don’t know. Robbie, I don’t know. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I don’t know how to make things right or to be fair to you. I haven’t been myself lately and I’m scared that—“ That you’re going to leave. “I’m scared I won’t ever be the same. There’s nothing wrong with you staying with me, I just… I feel like you…” Eden trailed off, trying to decide if she should quit holding back her feelings and thoughts on the matter. “I feel like you deserve better than me. Someone who can give you more than twenty percent, someone who can actually take care of you.” Because heaven knows she couldn’t take care of her brother. “I don’t want this to be forever- being apart, I mean. Just until I can be okay enough to give you more than that twenty.” Eden stopped then, her hands clenched in fists at her sides as she faced him, her eyes searching his through the tears that pooled in them.

Robbie:

“So you think this is fair?”

Robbie looks at her, and at first, he thinks the expression she wears is completely alien.

Except, no, maybe he’s wrong. It takes him a minute, but he recognizes it that instant. As she speaks, her vulnerabilities are laid bare. It’s been two weeks to him, but it feels that much more to her, doesn’t it? Every minute is a day, every hour a month, sifting and navigating through the mess left in the wake of Arkin’s overdose.

For the first time ever, Robbie thinks he hates him.

That thought is rescinded the moment it crosses the forefront of his mind. He knows better. Addiction isn’t a person, it’s a disease, and with a shuddering breath he stuffs that feeling deep down into a dark place never to be touched again.

“What? What do you mean until you can- what the fuck, Eden?” Robbie winces and gives her a sharp look. “You can’t just put me on a shelf until you’re ready to pick me back up again.” The tears he previously wished to kiss away do nothing but stab anger through his heart, and he still can’t make sense of it. “I can give more than fifty until you can! That’s the point. You find someone - okay, you find a person who cares about you and lifts you up when you’re down, even through all of the hard shit.”

Right?

Robbie shakes his head and throws his hands up until they fall to his side in a light swing, and he looks at Eden for a long moment. Quiet, eyes dulled with a wetness clinging to the corners of them. His expression otherwise remains stoic as he says, “This is it, Eden. If you want to end things because you’re throwing a pity party by yourself, we’re done. Either we work through it, together, or we’re done.”

His voice trembles at the last part, his throat runs dry, and he finishes with,

“That’s my stipulation. All or nothing. I’m not going to sit around and wait until you're good and ready again. Not for a maybe.”

Eden:

Eden didn’t know what to think anymore. In her mind, through all the fog and hurt and anxiety, she believed this was the right thing. All that bullshit about loving someone so much that you let them go was turning out to be just that- bullshit. Was it really fair to let him carry her through her hurt when it wasn’t his fault? It wasn’t Robbie’s fault that Arkin had overdosed or that Eden was the one who found him. It wasn’t his fault that her mother shoved lies and ideas down her throat that it was her fault and she should’ve seen the signs and she should’ve understood just how bad Arkin’s addiction was. Eden was with him that week after all, so why didn’t she notice it? Why did she leave that day when she did? If she just hadn’t left or she’d been a bit more attentive, would things be different?

Eden wasn’t even sure if there were signs that could’ve led her to realizing what was going to happen. Addiction was what made her hide in her books as a child. It was her mother who would drink herself into oblivion and when she wasn’t passed out, her words spewed out like poison. Eden hid from it all and she never paid close attention apart from how to keep some form of peace in their home. What not to do to provoke the beast.

And now? Now Eden, who’d successfully spent years away from her mother and out of that toxic hell hole the O’Connells once called home, she had been met with her mother’s verbal abuse once more. With her constant blame for bad things that happened to them. It was easier to believe those were just lies for a while- a way for her mother to feel better about herself and make sense of terrible things by putting Eden down and making her take the blame for it, but after a while it was hard not to believe it.

To Eden, she was never enough and it took her years to heal enough to understand that wasn’t true, but past decades of horrible words she’d heard had come back. And at times she wondered if Arkin blamed her for what happened too. She wondered if he was hurt that she hadn’t realized just how bad things were for him. It was going to be difficult to even face him again without that image of him when she had to call an ambulance for him and that constant worry that he’d resent her and they’d never be the same again. She worried Robbie maybe believed those things too and it was partially that insecurity that led her to making the decision to take a break.

Eden had never heard Robbie speak this way before and she hated that it was because of her and the hurt she was putting him through. She opened her mouth to speak, to explain herself more and in a way that hopefully made sense to them both, but Robbie referring to her feelings as a pity party was enough to leave her speechless. She’d been gaslighting herself for weeks, wondering if she even had a right to feel the way she had about all of this and that felt like confirmation that she didn’t. Eden closed her mouth and didn’t say another word.

Robbie:

The silence is shuttering. Robbie stands there, his eyes trained on her face. A year and a half is slipping through his fingers. The person he thought he could experience more of life with beside him is shutting him out. But what else can be done? Or even said? He swallows the lump in his throat.

'Well?' sits on his tongue, wanting to come out and try and prompt something. Robbie remains wordless, Eden's silence louder than anything.

No answer is answer enough.

He sniffs and nods, still standing in place, his eyes dropping to the floor. The only thing that comes out of his mouth is a quiet, succinct, "Okay." An inhalation of air to steady himself, a quick clearing of his throat and another, "Okay." He doesn't even bother to look her in the face again when he turns to head to the door, and the only thing that signals his departure is the click of the lock and then the door shutting behind him.

#para: Robbie & Eden #non-event #tw overdose mention #tw addiction #c: robbie

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happyhauntt · 10 months ago

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𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 & 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫. this is not a comprehensive list and if i've ever talked about a fandom / character that isn't on this list, shoot your shot. the worst i could say is no.

criminal minds.

spencer reid. aaron hotchner. emily prentiss.

grey's anatomy.

arizona robbins. addison montgomery. tom koracick. andrew deluca. honestly there are so many characters just ask, maybe i'll write them.

911.

evan buckley. eddie diaz. bobby nash.

misc.

rick o'connell (the mummy 1999.) evelyn carnahan (the mummy 1999.) any of the pevensie siblings as adults (the chronicles of narnia.)

the mortal instruments universe.

isabelle lightwood. clary fray.

doctor who.

the doctor (ninth-fifteenth regenerations). clara oswald. river song.

grishaverse.

nikolai lantsov. alina starkov. genya safin. kaz brekker. nina zenik. jesper fahey. wylan van eck. inej ghafa.

charmed.

phoebe halliwell. piper halliwell. prue halliwell. paige matthews. cole turner.

the hunger games.

finnick odair. katniss everdeen. peeta mellark. haymitch abernathy. johanna mason.

bridgerton.

anthony bridgerton. benedict bridgerton. eloise bridgerton.

star wars.

poe dameron. finn. rey. han solo. leia organa.

once upon a time.

regina mills. emma swan. killian jones.

tvdu.

caroline forbes. elena gilbert. katherine pierce. i'll write the mikaelsons but i have to like the request. hope mikaelson.

harry potter.

james potter. sirius black. remus lupin. lily evans. marlene mckinnon. cedric diggory. fleur delacour.

merlin.

arthur pendragon. morgana pendragon. i can be convinced to write merlin, gwen & the knights but i'm not sure i'll get them right.

will write for bookish characters if i've read the book! just ask!

this is not a comprehensive list and will be added to / edited over time.

#* masterlist.#* faye rambles.

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auggievillanueva · 4 months ago

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"God, no, I'm not a lunatic," Auggie replied vehemently, though the amused half-smile on his face belied the sentiment. This was nice, he thought absently. Although he was far from disappointed that he wouldn't have to spend an evening making small talk with a stranger and trying to make himself feel desirable in any way, there was the unshakeable feeling of rejection still stinging him. But here was a friendly stranger willing to make conversation.

"No, no," he said, shaking his head resolutely. "It was just... it was supposed to be my first date since my divorce. So yes, I potentially dodged a bullet, but then there's the unavoidable question about what me getting stood up on my first night out might say about my...capacity for any romantic relationship, I guess." He took another sip of his cocktail. "God, sorry. I promise I'm not this much of a sorry crybaby most of the time. Just a weird night."

@addisonxoconnell

"Wait a minute, you don't like ranch with your pizza? We were so close to becoming friends, but I don't know now. I don't know if I'm ready to listen to what you think is good." Addison teased, even if she was completely serious about her pizza and ranch. Did it make sense? No. Pizza and fries in her mind were just about the same thing, so ranch fit to be dipped. "Back to everything else you just said, it could easily be worse. They could also wear pants that were way too tight on purpose."

"Are you wanting to get drunk so that people will pity you? I don't see how possibly dodging a bullet is worth wanting to get drunk for, but I haven't been in the dating market for a little while now, so I might just be that out of touch." Or Addison never really understood the whole drinking 'till you pass out thing some people tended to do. "I used to just eat a whole tub of ice cream by myself and watch a sad movie, so it felt better to be crying about that than some stupid boy." || @auggievillanueva

#thread.#with addison o'connell.#addison 001.

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ofpantheons · 1 year ago

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bellamy quist, better known as agent wraith has been with cerberus corp as an eo since 2019 and is LEVEL III. cerberus corp should consider the fact that their last mission status was touch and go but agent wraith pulled through in the end when giving out the next one.

001. GENERAL

name Bellamy Addison Quist nicknames Bell age 30 date of birth July 7th 1993 zodiac Cancer place of birth Midwood, Brooklyn current residence Above her bookstore near Park Slope, Brooklyn gender Cis woman pronouns She/her sexuality Lesbian languages English, some basic Spanish occupation Agent/bookstore owner

faceclaim Victoria Pedretti height 5ft 7 tattoos None piercings Single lobes that she had done as a child distinguishing features Crooked smile, wide eyes, a large scar on her right arm from a compound fracture she sustained during her NDE

positive traits Gentle, trustworthy, compassionate, negative traits Skittish, gullible, tempestuous labels / tropes Reluctant warrior, wide-eyed idealist, cute bookworm likes The smell of old books, new books, books, bookstores, have I mentioned she really loves books? plants, cosy spaces, a warm crackling fire, animals, dislikes Loud noises, heights, the sight of her own blood, dares fears Someone dying because of her, needles, hobbies Reading, knitting, going for long walks, habits Picking at her eyebrow when she’s nervous, tapping the tips of her fingers together while she’s thinking

002. EXTRA ORDINARY

near death experience… Looking at her now, no one would guess that a young Bellamy was the more adventurous and outgoing twin. Despite being younger by a good 8 minutes, she was definitely the leader of the two of them. Wherever she went, her brother would follow, which is how this sad tale starts. Just another day of exploring, turned into the worst day of Bellamy's life. She remembers it vividly and regularly relives it in her dreams.

The two of them had been sent to stay with their grandparents for the month and there was only so much to do. Having made friends with some of the kids in the neighbourhood, Bellamy soon learned about the O'Connell house - an abandoned and assumed haunted house at the end of the street. Spurred on by the idea of being seen as brave and just generally awesome by the other kids, Bellamy strong-armed her twin into exploring the house with her. He'd kept trying to voice his concerns but Bellamy had waved them off and dared him to come with her, which of course meant he had to do it. Those were the rules.

Going through the house was mostly uneventful, save for a few run ins with spider webs and the accompanying groans and creaking that any old house would do if two ten year olds are trying to sneak around without being discovered. It was only when they'd gotten to the attic that things went horribly wrong. The floorboards had rotted through and one literal false step and everything came crashing down around them. Both siblings went straight through the floor and the didn't stop until they hit the ground floor with a sickening impact. Bellamy awoke in hospital with her arm in a sling, and her father sitting across from her looking like he'd aged 20 years overnight. When she asked about her twin, her father broke down crying and he didn't even need to say the words for Bellamy to know that he hadn't made it.

power… Intangibility - the power to phase through physical matter. Bellamy can shift her particles to move around different particles.

While she woke up feeling different after her NDE, Bellamy didn't actually learn about her powers into her brothers funeral. While sitting and watching the service, Bellamy's only thoughts were that she didn't want to be there. One second later and she had fallen through the ground and had landed in her synagogue's basement. Her trauma response kicked in from basically reliving her NDE again and she could feel parts of herself phase in and out as she hyperventilated. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around herself and remained there until her parents eventually found her. Her father was terrified and so very confused, but he was mostly just glad to see she was okay. Her mother on the other hand looked at her as if she was a monster.

Bellamy only had a basic grasp of her power before becoming an agent so is only now starting to learn how to use them offensively. But so far she's learned that there is nothing she can't phase through and that she can also use her powers to disrupt electrical circuits and shortcircuit/potentially destroy electrical equipment. This also applies to knocking out people by phasing through them although Bellamy hates using this aspect of her power. She's also learned how to phase at least one other person with her but it drains her considerably.

drawbacks / vulnerabilities… The main drawback of Bellamy's power is that she has to hold her breath the entire time while she's phasing as air molecules are also being displaced when she phases. Her tendency to disrupt electrical circuits when she phases through them also means she's gone through so many phones and laptops that it's not even funny. She has better control of her powers now but still has problems controlling them when she's feeling extreme emotion.

cerberus corp… Being an Agent for Cerberus Corp was never on the agenda. Bellamy just wanted a quiet life working at her father's bookstore. It had been in the family for three generations and she wanted to be the next Quist to take it over eventually. Only eventually happened too quickly. Her father became ill and within a week the bookstore was hers. She didn't know the first thing about running a business and it had turned out things weren't looking great when it came to their profit margins. Faced with potentially having to sell, Bellamy looked for other avenues to make money and came across Cerberus Corp. Not even sure that she would pass the interview, she auditioned and the founders must've seen something in her because she passed and was suddenly a level iii agent for them. She's been there for four years now and still hasn't moved out of level iii (mostly because she panics easily and isn't the best fighter) but she makes enough money that she can sustain the bookstore and that's enough for her. It also means she has enough time to continue working at the bookstore so she doesn't even want to move through the ranks.

codename… Bellamy's codename was assigned to her. The PR team went through a number of options before eventually settling on Wraith as a name that fit her powers but also offered a certain degree of ominousness when it came to people hearing her name. They'd hoped it might help her image a little bit to have her called something suitably scary sounding, but Bellamy as a person quickly undoes any impression her codename might've made.

003. HEADCANONS

Bellamy's mother walked out on her and her father when she was 12 years old because she couldn't handle the loss of one child while the other became an EO

I like to imagine that wherever Bellamy's mother is, she's now also an EO

Bellamy's bookstore is called 'Bound to Please Books'

She visits her brother's grave every year on their birthday to leave a stone on top of his grave and tell him everything that's happened in the year

She still has a polaroid photo that she keeps next to her bed, of her and her twin that was taken on their last birthday before he died

Bellamy would love a tattoo or to get more piercings but her fear of needles and her inability to be in control of her powers during extreme emotion means that there is no way a needle is meeting her skin.

004. CONNECTIONS

Roommates - (also on the main) Bellamy has a fairly large living space above the bookstore and not wanting to be alone she decided to rent out a couple of the rooms. One roommate taken by remi @loftycries

Grumpy cloud to Bellamy's ray of sunshine - think Slytherin/Hufflepuff friendship. Bellamy is an unrelenting positive force and I would love to have someone who is the complete opposite of that as a friend for her. They shouldn't work as friends but they do. taken by imara @iridescences

Work Friends - Just general people that Bellamy is friends with at work

Surrogate Brother - Someone that reminds Bellamy of her brother and it's a bittersweet feeling

Benevolent mentor - a mentor/trainer who is nice and patient with Bellamy because honestly she's not the best agent but she's trying! - taken by cass @godenvy

Bad cop mentor - the complete opposite of the above. Someone who gives her a much needed kick up the ass to get her to improve taken by kyungseok @fatalled

Partner/s - Someone Bellamy's powers match well with and she works with frequently. She's a level iii and needs a lot of supervision so probably this person will be a level i or a level ii that's been there awhile

Bookclub - Bellamy runs a book club and is always trying to recruit more people

Crush - Someone in level i or ii who Bellamy is starstruck over. She doesn't think they know who she is so she is pleasantly surprised if they acknowledge

#cc.intro #intro: bellamy #i clutched my life and wished it kept my dearest love i'm not done yet

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aurorabayrpg · 5 months ago

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Welcome to Aurora Bay [P]! We hope you enjoy your stay! Please send in your account within 24 hours to secure [DAKOTA JOHNSON] as your faceclaim, and please be sure to review our checklist and make sure you read our guidelines! **Arkin O'Connell's twin wc is now taken**

[female & she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ADDISON O’CONNELL]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [DAKOTA JOHNSON]. You must be the [THIRTY-FOUR] year old [THERAPIST]. Word is you’re [OBSERVANT] but can also be a bit [DETACHED] and your favorite song is [CIRCLES BY PIERCE THE VEIL]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [AURORA BAY DRIVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

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nxrcissasmuses · 5 months ago

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Meet Addison O'Connell.

warnings: mentions of suicidal ideations, miscarriage, and parental abandonment

Addison O’Connell didn’t think she’d live past the age of eighteen. She didn’t know what would suffocate her first - the never-ending grief of a life she’d never get, or the hole left in her heart from when her father left. It does sound quite selfish if you didn’t know the whole story, and you didn’t understand that at one point for a brief second, she did have a piece of happiness before it was ripped away.

Addison was born three minutes after Arkin. Mostly a surprise for the O’Connell family, as they were certain a baby would fix all of their problems (but not two babies). She grew up as being always waited on second to her brother. He seemed to be the loudest of the two, so he got anything and everything first. Not completely understanding it until grade school, she tried to follow in his footsteps and be loud and demanding as well. This resulted in a spanking and to be quiet. In all of her life, she never tried it again after that. A lesson was learned very quickly and probably wasn’t the best one for her young mind. Things weren’t going to be fair for her. She tried to be jealous of her brother. She tried to want more for herself, but it turned into wanting more attention than anything else.

Addison did everything she could to make her parents want to love her. She tried cleaning the house after school, doing all of her homework, and even figuring out how to make breakfast one morning (it was burnt toast). It never seemed to work. She was never met with a loving hug or any word of praise. It didn’t matter what she would do because her parents simply didn’t care. A fact that no one else in the world seemed was out of the ordinary. As if everyone avoided their children, when she knew her friends’ parents were completely different.

It wasn’t until their third child, their third attempt at fixing a horrible marriage, that their father had left. Addison never knew if it was from getting cold feet at having another mouth to feed or another soul to crush. A harsh statement, but as she didn’t feel anything but disgust for the man. It wouldn’t have been right to try to convince herself it was anything more honorable. A father he claimed to be, she didn’t see any resemblance of the fathers of her friends. There could have been a small light of hope that if part of the problem was gone, things could’ve been better for the O’Connell family. It eventually died out, with their mom having two jobs just to stay afloat in the two-bedroom apartment. The added stress meant more nights they’d find their mom passed out, either in the bathroom or sometimes in her bed. It left Addison and Arkin to raise a baby mostly on their own.

This had more of an effect on Addison as she continued to grow in the same environment that didn’t change if she was there or not. Besides keeping Eden alive and out of harms way, there wasn’t anything else needed from her. Arkin had his own life going on, and he didn’t necessarily need her as much as she needed him. She grew relaxed in her studies, the former high scores were slowly turning into more and more red marks and concerns from teachers. She started to sneak out at night after everyone had gone to bed. She tried to fill the hole her father left with anyone she could convince of being with her. The rumors going around certainly had its own troubling affect on her, but it only served as more fuel to stop trying.

Surprisingly, she continued her life at Ocean Crest before her brother was able to help turn everyone’s life around. No, she didn’t do any better in school and would be an awful student if college was ever in the future. But, Addison figured out, finally, that things had an effect on Eden and that maybe she might need to set a better example to follow. She could say it was the spite of proving her parents wrong. To show her mother how to actually be one when she wasn’t consumed in her own grief and despair. But two very important people would say otherwise. Her brother and sister wouldn’t have let her leave without them, and she didn’t want to leave them alone in the world. Not after everything they had been through together, it was just about a tradition at this point to stick together.

The idea of college never really appealed to her, but it was a way out. It was something new and different, and maybe she’d find a better version of herself out there. Which she did eventually find. It took some time and a few new habits gained instead of continuing on bad ones, but Addison O’Connell was able to turn her life around. She decided to become a therapist with the idea of helping people who really wanted a way to be better and not knowing where to start. She doesn’t know how much Aurora Bay might need her, but she wanted to be there for someone else like her. Addison wanted to be that person she never had as a child.

basics:

status: active, open for plotting

full name: Addison Renee O’Connell

nicknames: Addy, Ida, and Teddy used exclusively by her siblings

gender: female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: heterosexual

aesthetics: a lingering hint of perfume in every room she visits, a never-ending supply of notebooks and pens littered throughout her house, small lamps of warm light shining in corners to hide her messy life, the smell of vanilla and coffee

age: 33

date of birth: April 1 1991

zodiac sign: aries

residence: aurora bay drive

occupation: therapist

appearance:

faceclaim: dakota johnson

height: 5’7

build: slim athletic build with most of her strength in her arms and legs

eyes: blue

hair: dark brown

piercings: both lobe and upper lobes of ears, nostril stud, and a navel piercing

tattoos: left arm sleeve, ‘777’ tattooed above her right antecubital, the words bite me on her butt cheek,

other distinguishing features: though her siblings look more like their mother, Addison looks most like her father

style: she’s very much into jewel toned colors and goes for more comfort than what’s in fashion. In a way she’s settled nicely between the all black attire of her brother and the brightly colored attire of her sister

personality:

traits: observant, melancholic, thoughtful, quiet, aloof/detached,

labels / tropes: the caim, the metanoia,

mental health: up in the air if she’s honest

physical health: the only reason she’s where she’s at physically is because yoga and kick boxing keeps her emotions in check

likes: French style hot chocolate, knitted blankets, yoga on the beach, weekly personal spa day at home, pastel highlighters, and the months of October and November

dislikes: the overwhelming smell of alcohol when someone drinks too much, the brightness of the afternoon sun, her parents, and cold food

fears: turning into her mother, spiders, her husband leaving her, and too small spaces

hobbies: reading smutty romance novels and fantasy novels, daily word search puzzles while she drinks her morning coffee, half ass attempts at knitting which end up as an incomplete project collecting dust

skills: considers herself an average yoga master, decently good at surfing, knows how to make homemade pasta and usually pairs it with her homemade Alfredo sauce,

quirks: when nervous she twirls whichever ring she finds first on her hand, she needs coffee before any interaction with anyone including her husband, she likes to keep some money in her wallet just in case something goes wrong with her card

family:

mother: Janey O’Connell

father: Keith O’Connell

siblings: Arkin O’Connell & Eden O’Connell

birth order: Arkin, Addison, then Eden

spouse / lover: soon to be wc

children: none (has had 3 miscarriages)

pets: a cat named Lady

notable close relatives: Nikki Keaton and Erica Keaton

faves:

ice cream flavour: brownie batter

time of the day / night: early mornings