#and the sixteen year old with a drug abuse issue that no one can figure out how to help?

[disorganizedkitten]

"Oh you came from a nuclear family" I announce, squinting heavily at the bonding speenrun I clicked on expecting a slowburn

[everythingsinred]

Let's Talk About NatsuMikan: Natsume (pt. 4)

We are at the turning point so things are about to get super fun! Pretty much everything we've gone over until now has been exposition and set-up for this arc.

More than ever there's a trigger warning here: we'll be discussing mental illness, depression, child abuse, and a genuine suicide attempt here so it will get quite heavy and dark.

Chapter Thirteen

We are approaching a significant turning point. This arc is heavy with things to analyze and important revelations about Natsume. Pretty much all the stuff I analyzed before now was just extended exposition, to be entirely honest. We were setting things up, establishing Natsume in every way we could and it will all come to a head right here. This is the arc we've been waiting for.

The chapter opens with Natsume, and from the start we can tell that we are in for a treat. We’ve never seen his perspective like this, only little snippets like “I know I used my alice on her”, or remembering Aoi’s hair-clip. Here, we have much more to work with, and we don’t have to do as much guesswork to make conclusions!

He’s having a nightmare, which is also what he calls it, much like the one he had in the anime. He’s running in darkness and there’s too many people’s voices. Being called a murderer, being told to obey or else… and all the while he’s telling them to shut up already. It’s enough to make anybody feel crowded. He just wants relief, to get out of the darkness, for the nightmare to end.

Even when he's all alone, he's bogged down by noise and taunts.

He wonders if he'll ever get real reprieve from the constant hell he's in. All he ever does is run, his life entirely enshrouded by darkness. He wants it to stop, and later we'll see how exactly he'll attempt to do so.

The fact that the arc begins with this scene despite the fact that Natsume does not feature heavily in this chapter or the next is foreshadowing that something must change by the end of it. He's despairing and hopeless now, and these points will all be brought up later as things come to a head, so something must shift by the end of the arc.

We later find out Natsume’s in the hospital, and then inevitably he gets kidnapped by Reo. He spends about two chapters unconscious, so we’ll be moving on to two of the most important chapters for Natsume’s development.

Chapter Fifteen

Natsume wakes up in the warehouse, but the way he wakes up is very interesting. He knows he’s in a strange place, not in a hospital bed. He thinks so much like a soldier or spy here, using his senses to observe his scary new surroundings and clinically filing away information until he opens his eyes and sees his classmates gnawing at each other’s binds. It’s fascinating to see inside his head, to see the dangerous ability training in action, that he doesn’t think like his peers would, or how any ten year old should.

He's intaking information, filing it, analyzing his situation, all before his eyes even open.

He is understandably irritated by the presence of his classmates, considering he’s been kidnapped, drugged, sick, and has to deal with an alice barrier on top of all that. He gets that he’s screwed, and, with Mikan and Sumire in the mix, his chances aren’t looking too great.

If you want to make yourself sad, it’s worth noting that Natsume doesn’t think he’s going to make it out of this situation alive. He’s processing his options and considering the best thing to do going forward, but he’s well aware that there’s also a good chance he might die tonight.

They manage to get into contact with Narumi, who instructs them to stall and keep quiet, also telling Natsume to use his alice. He’s strong enough to overpower the barrier, so it shouldn’t be an issue, but Natsume is sick. In order to get a small flame, he exhausts himself, and is even less of a state to run away than he already was. Their kidnappers realize the kids are awake because of the disturbance in the barrier, so they confront them to try and figure out their alices. Reo wants this information for nefarious purposes, planning on selling them. It’s already been said earlier in the story that alice children are more valuable in the human trafficking trade, so it’s in his best interest to know what exactly he’s selling.

Mikan has nullification, so the voice pheromone doesn’t work on her, but Sumire is affected, and about to reveal her alice when Natsume interferes. He’s exhausted, but he might have more or less already given up on himself. The most he can do now is try and protect his classmates who came to save him, even if it’s all he can do. So Reo does move on to confront him, taunting him by telling him all the plans they have for him. He’s to be assimilated into the organization, joining Z and becoming a child soldier for their ranks.

Reo brings up an excellent point: “What difference does it make if you start working for Z instead? Everyone there hates the academy like you do.” It’s true. Natsume might even prefer it slightly because it’s an anti-alice organization and he is by no means pro-academy (unlike in the anime where he becomes a poster boy for abuse apologism). At the academy, he’s surrounded by abusers and those subservient to the abusers, by bullies and kids who whisper behind his back, accusing him of murder and arson. Maybe at Z he could be around like-minded people (albeit people who are supportive of child trafficking).

But no.

Natsume doesn’t even consider it.

Maybe Reo should consider that Natsume doesn't want to be a child soldier at all, hmm?? Maybe he'd be better off just being a normal kid? Did that occur to him at all or...?

He immediately smacks Reo’s hand away. Even sick, even heavily under the effects of Reo’s alice, even despite being weak and drugged, he still resists. There’s not even a temptation or hesitation. His choice has been made for him.

Interestingly, Reo was also used by the academy. He knows how twisted the school can be, but he’s still confused and surprised by Natsume’s refusal. I’m assuming based on this that perhaps Natsume is a special case. It would be reasonable to assume most of the kids used in the dangerous ability class are threatened and cowed into obedience, their physical and mental safety in jeopardy if they rebel in any way. Natsume is a child, and we’ve seen him run from his own teacher in abject terror. He’s obviously not a fan of putting himself in physical and mental jeopardy. But the way to get to Natsume is not by threatening him; it’s by threatening Ruka, or Aoi, or Youichi, because Natsume doesn’t care about anything as much as he cares about them--not even his own life.

And that’s why Reo is surprised and confused that Natsume would say no to him and choose the academy over Z.

And it’s because Natsume is not actually choosing the academy over Z. He’s choosing Ruka and Aoi over Z, like he chooses them over everything. Natsume knows that resisting Z here is tantamount to suicide, but he’ll choose that, because he’ll choose his loved ones over his own life.

And then something surprising happens: Mikan gets in between Natsume and Reo, protecting Natsume.

This is new; Natsume is used to being the one doing the protecting. He was more than willing to take all Reo’s wrath to distract him from using his pheromones on Mikan and Sumire. He’s being protected now though, a little, but it’s really just a taste of what’s to come. Mikan stepping in is unexpected… and unwise.

Now Reo can conclude that she has the nullification alice. This is bad news in general, but a great opportunity. Reo and his goons are distracted and there’s enough time for Sumire to use her own alice and see where they are and what’s around.

Turns out there’s dynamite and other explosives a couple warehouses away. This instantly gets Natsume’s attention and he’s already formulating a plan.

He tells them to run for it, reassuring them that he can take care of himself. He says he’s only helping because he’d feel guilty otherwise, not because he actually cares much for what happens to them, because it’s their own fault they followed him.

We know this isn’t the truth. Since he woke up, Natsume has been prioritizing the girls over himself.

He can hardly stand up so the idea that he can escape on his own is a little ridiculous... but he knows that too and he's known it from the start.

The escape begins and the girls run for it, with Natsume distracting Reo and his goons by threatening to blow up the dynamite two warehouses away.

This is a genuine suicide attempt. Natsume has no intention to save himself. He considers himself a lost cause. He’s sick, exhausted, in no condition to run. He can stall long enough to let the girls escape, but he’s gonna blow up the dynamite, taking Reo and part of Z down with him. Reo’s kidnapping whim will prove fatal and catastrophic, and the Black Cat will be eliminated.

Chapter Sixteen

This arc turns so much darker.

Yes, Natsume seems to have no choice but to kill himself to protect his classmates and eliminate the Reo threat. The first page of Chapter Sixteen also establishes that this isn’t just Natsume’s own plan. He’s been commanded to commit suicide in this kind of situation by Persona. If he’s ever trapped and can’t escape, he’s to kill himself, so that he can’t be used against the academy. He’s too powerful. The academy would rather this child die than fall into Z’s hands. In fact, if Natsume were to rebel, in any way, even by not killing himself in such a situation, the academy will hurt the people he cares about.

This is a grown ass man telling a child that his life is only important if he can be a tool for the school and as soon as he can't be anymore, he ceases to have value and is better off dead.

I will once again mention that Natsume is ten years old. The academy is not just an abusive institution, it’s also a human rights violator, since child soldiers are prohibited by international law. A child soldier is any child under the age of 18 who is compelled to fight or otherwise service any state or non-state armed group (the academy counts as an armed group because it has a division of child soldiers with magical powers ready to kill and maim on command as well as teachers with magical powers willing to threaten these children into submission). Natsume is a child soldier and the fact that the dangerous ability class was never fully dissolved is an actual human rights violation.

Anyway, this arc is where we see Natsume clearly for the first time. Compared to all the fun and mischief of previous chapters, these chapters are dark and scary. There’s no exciting dodgeball game or howalon-related antics. This is life-or-death, suicide attempts, threats.

This marks the difference between the life the rest of the kids at the academy are living and the life Natsume has been struggling through. How do you live through missions like this, watching your life whittle away, being threatened on a regular basis, and then go back to school and pretend to care about math or about sports or friends? It makes perfect sense that Natsume would feel so isolated from everyone. His experiences are too different.

Of course, this whole thing is about to get a whole lot worse.

Reo asks why Natsume would even bother with this. Is there even a reason? He even gives a pretty good deal: If Natsume backs down, Sumire and Mikan will be spared.

But Natsume doesn’t bite. He’s ready to die, because the academy told him to, because he wants to protect his loved ones, because he wants to help Sumire and Mikan escape, and--most heart-breakingly--because he genuinely wants to die.

Now that Sumire and Mikan are gone, he doesn't have to lie about his plans anymore.

Natsume has been appearing in the last sixteen chapters, showing up to offer a sarcastic quip, set something on fire, and be generally unpleasant. But more than that, we’ve seen glimpses into what appears to be a horrible, miserable life. Natsume hates the academy, only has one friend, goes on life-threatening missions, frequently visits the hospital, despises his own alice, and he never smiles. All his appearances up to this point have been an explanation: this is why Natsume wants to kill himself.

Natsume isn’t just forced into a suicide attempt. There’s a reason he submits so easily to the idea of dying here. He’s ready. He’s been ready for a long time. He might have even been waiting for it; to get it over with because it’s bound to happen sooner or later.

He says he feels like he’s living his life cowering on his knees, like his head is constantly under a pool of shame. “I’m sick of the academy. I’m sick of you all. I’m sick of everything!”

Natsume is going to die in a few moments and he’s okay with it. He’s even happy about it, because there is really nothing worth living for. He doesn’t have a future, or hopes and dreams. This whole time he has been living for Ruka and his family, doing everything he can to keep them safe. Nothing he’s done in the past two years has been for himself. This may be the very first selfish thing he has done in all this time. He’s ready to die.

It’s not like he had something to look forward to anyway.

Natsume is about to die, until the wind is knocked out of him and he’s suddenly on the ground, with Mikan grabbing his shirt and screaming into his face that he’s an idiot. He’s lying on the floor because one of his stupid classmates--the one he hates the most, the stupid girl with the nullification alice and her head so full of rainbows and butterflies and happiness he could barf just thinking about her, the one that walked right into the worst thing that ever happened to him and smiled about it--tackled him and stopped his suicide attempt.

Just one split second changes everything and there's nothing he can do about it.

Yes, the previous chapters leading up to this explained why Natsume wants to die, and how miserable his life is, but they also mark another thing: the only fifteen and a half chapters where Natsume isn’t in love with Mikan.

In this moment, she saves his life. She risks her own safety on a whim to protect him, and she does. She didn’t come all this way for nothing! She’s willing to fight Reo and any henchmen to protect Natsume, who can’t even walk without help. Natsume was not expecting this.

He asks why she even came back, but she makes it clear it wasn’t a choice--they’re partners, after all! It’s her job to look after him.

The next few scenes are Mikan protecting Natsume, and it’s important to point out that nobody has ever done that before. Natsume is always the one doing the sacrificing and protecting, and he’s okay with that. He doesn’t want Ruka to be burdened by his hardships, or for Aoi to be held responsible for something she did under a dangerous fever. He will do the hard thing, will be the caretaker, because that’s who he’s always been.

It might be uncomfortable and strange for him, but Natsume is being taken care of here, led to hiding spots and being protected. When he tries again to convince her to leave him behind, he’s using all the insults he can think of. This is another way of protecting people: hurting them so that he can further distance himself from them and keep them safe.

But Mikan fights back, saying, “Who do you think I came back for?”

Here Natsume finally understands something. The girl he has hated ever since she voluntarily enrolled into the school that uses him as a human weapon is more than a bumbling idiot. Her sickening optimism and determination are the reason he’s still alive now. He gave up on himself, but she refuses to. She’s the kind of person who would risk her own life to save a boy who has caused her nothing but grief, because she can see value in his existence that he can’t.

Natsume's never thought of himself as even having a future before, let alone a happy one.

And she says, “Everyone is waiting for you.” Natsume used to look down on her optimism and rose-colored lenses, because how naive is it to think things will just work themselves out? That the future will be better? That there’s something worth working for, even if you aren’t sure what it is? It’s stupid. Natsume knows better: life sucks and then you die because you get kidnapped and you have to commit suicide or else your loved ones will get hurt. Relying on stupid things like positivity or hope is just a waste of time.

But not this time. This girl is saving him because there’s a bright future awaiting her, but more than that: she sees a bright future for him too. She thinks things will work out for him too, that he has moments to look forward to where he will laugh and cry and live--moments he hasn’t seen yet. There’s still so much life left for him to live, and he’s never thought of it that way.

For the first time in a long time, Natsume is thinking about his own future.

He doesn’t argue when Mikan stands up to protect him, or when she grabs his hand to try and lead him from danger. He trusts her now and even more, he wants to live.

And then Mikan gets overpowered by a goon, who slams her into the wall in order to get to Natsume.

And that pushes Natsume’s berserk button, because now he cares about Mikan, and he goes absolutely unhinged whenever someone he cares about is hurt.

Mikan has become precious to Natsume only a few minutes ago, but he's kinda ride-or-die so it's like going from 0 to 100.

Just a few chapters ago, a middle-schooler grabbed Mikan and threatened to hurt her if Natsume didn’t back down and Natsume just laughed. Now he’s detonating a whole shipyard because somebody shoved her.

Yes, he does set off the dynamite, because he’s no longer thinking rationally and how dare someone hurt Mikan?

We’re not really sure what consequences this had, if he ended up inadvertently hurting himself or Mikan in the process of getting revenge against this man for hurting a girl who he just started having feelings for like five minutes ago, but both of them end up hospitalized.

Conclusion

This whole arc is a fucking MASTERPIECE. We’ve met Natsume before, but that was the old Natsume. That Natsume was miserable and didn’t have anything to look forward to. We’ve just met a new Natsume; a Natsume who has hopes and desires and will do selfish things because of them. His life is still dark and dreary and miserable, but there’s a light coming in now, and he’s content now just to be in the sun for a little bit until his life comes to a complete end, which will still be sooner than later.

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𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖎 𝖉𝖆𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 . . .

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [SUNNI DAE], a [FORTY] year-old [CIS WOMAN] has lived in [FLATIRON DISTRICT, MANHATTAN] for [TWENTY-TWO YEARS]. This is the city of dreams and [SHE/HER] knows it, because they came to NYC to be an [ACTRESS]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [SON YE-JIN]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it!

hey, everyone ! here’s sunni. her about is listed here, her statistics are listed here, and her plotting page is listed here. if you’d like to claim any of the plots on that page or do some other plotting, shoot me a message ! i prefer discord, but i’m open to messaging on tumblr. my discord is limes#6826. give this a like and i will come to you for plots !

TRIGGER WARNING — child abuse ( mental ), mention of bullying, drug dependency issues ( namely alcoholism ), infidelity, abusive marriage, terminal illness

sunni born under the name dae eun-ha to an aspiring artist and a mother suffering from depression. sunni’s parents met in songpa-gu, seoul, south korea, where sunni would later be born, and quickly fell into a whirlwind romance. they would eventually marry a year before sunni’s birth. 

her father’s family had money thanks to his father’s possession of a chain business for restaurants and not long after the birth of sunni, her father was pressured by his wife to get a gig with the help of his own father. he landed in marketing after some training and the promise of an eventual degree. this pretty much drained the life out of him and he stopped painting, deteriorating into a shell of a man. 

( tw mental child abuse ) growing up was difficult for sunni, as her mother blamed her depression on the birth of sunni. she was a stay at home mother who was perpetually disappointed in anything sunni did and was neglectful due to her own dysfunctional marriage, mental illness, and trauma from an abusive childhood. as for her father, he never acted poorly toward her, but he simply wasn’t around. on the off chance that he did speak to sunni, he would spew hateful speech at her about society and the steady destruction of his life force.  ( end tw )

by the time sunni was four, the family was set up to move to los angeles, california, with the prospect of a higher paying job. this ended up being for naught as sunni’s father never really obtained a super successful job, only managing a small pay bump after years of working in los angeles.

childhood was rough for sunni as her parents would fight constantly over their class difference, financial issues, her mother’s general dissatisfaction with how their lives turned out, and her father’s infidelities. as a means of escaping her home troubles, sunni dove straight into the world of cinema. she found it easy to idolize specific actors and viewed a couple of them as her rightful parental figures. 

in school, sunni felt out of place. her parents had spent their money on tutors for a couple years ensuring sunni could skate by with her english, but she had difficulty communicating with others after a long summer with little practice or when it came to more difficult concepts. it wasn’t until junior high that sunni felt 100% confident in her english speaking abilities.

( tw mention of bullying ) sunni was timid and had extremely low confidence, and this caused her to be preyed on at times. the only time sunni was outspoken was in her theater club, where she landed relatively large roles within the production thanks to her passion for acting and persistent practice. as she grew into her adolescence, she finally began to see the flaws in her substitute parental figures. scandal after scandal followed the celebrities she idolized, and sunni couldn’t help but feel betrayed. ( end tw )

when sunni was sixteen, she began waitressing to save money for when she was able to move out. this paid off, and she moved into a small studio apartment in tribeca, manhattan, when she was eighteen. when sunni wasn’t working, she was performing in local theater productions. her confidence grew as she avoided exposure to a toxic environment and made a small group of likeminded friends. by the time she turned 21, she began bartending and made enough money to move into a two bedroom with a friend.

sunni’s life as a young adult was relatively uneventful until she was discovered by an agent at a show when she turned 23. in 2004, under the stage name “sunni dae”, she scored an audition for a pg family sitcom named the campbells. it wasn’t mean to be a big project, and after a couple auditions, sunni scored the lead role. 

( tw drug addiction ) not long after its introduction to television, it completely blew up. the show is likened to full house both in popularity and general vibe. though she started as a humble actress, the fame quickly got to sunni. her drug dependency issues began quickly after exposure to various substances at a party.

her drug of choice was alcohol, much like her father, and she began frequently drinking on set. sunni’s ego grew to be massive and she began treating others poorly because of it, unable to understand the woes of others if they didn’t pertain to her own life. ( end tw )

moving out of her two bedroom in 2005, sunni moved from tribeca to the flatiron district and top ( seventeenth ) floor luxury penthouse. this penthouse would later be what sunni calls the best thing she got from the campbells. in 2006, sunni officially changed her name from dae eun-ha to sunni dae. 

( tw depression, drug addiction ) sunni saw her celebrity idols smiling and happy in their fame, and wondered why she didn’t feel that same happiness. in fact, she felt isolated, bitter, and cynical; these feelings fed into her drug addiction. it didn’t help that her friendships began to fall apart thanks to her selfish behaviors and narcissistic tendencies. her parents were unresponsive to her fame, with her mother even expressing disappointment in the fact that she was a part of a show with cheap comedy and simple plot lines. ( end tw )

her career took a turn for the worse in 2007. toward the end of 2006, sunni began a relationship that would later turn into a highly publicized toxic marriage a little over half a year later. the marriage had multiple scandals and each news story plagued sunni’s reputation. this stain would follow her even into her forties, as she was considered a high risk individual to act as the face of a project.

it was also released at one point that sunni allegedly gave drugs to a younger cast member, though it wasn’t publicized which one it was. however, sunni wasn’t the only cast member who had public controversies. by 2011, the cast had racked up so many controversies that the show was cancelled, though it was given a proper ( rushed ) finale. in the same year, sunni got divorced, and thanked her lucky stars for the prenup.

after the campbells, sunni hired an skilled freelance investor to expertly invest her money for her; she would later be thankful for this as the few projects she did take after the campbells completely flopped. a frustrated agent would watch as looper’s inevitable “what happened to sunni dae?” video popped up after years of inactivity, though they did choose to stick by her side, as they had confidence in her potential. 

( tw drug addiction ) others did not see her potential, however, as she was simply “the lady from that old sitcom” in the acting world. to those who knew sunni, she was viewed as a destructive force with drug dependency issues and horrible interpersonal skills. she has had a couple relationships, but nothing serious as sunni’s partners eventually grow to acknowledge her toxic behaviors. ( end tw )

( tw terminal illness ) at the age of thirty-seven, sunni’s father passed away from acute liver failure. sunni thought she would feel something from this inevitability, but no out of place feelings came to her. ( end tw )

( tw assumed depression ) now forty, sunni spends most of her time inebriated and getting into shenanigans with new york locals. occasionally, she’ll still have a scandal that hits the news. she takes part in small projects, such as being the face of a bourbon or starring in commercials, but she’s actively looking for something to revitalize her career and give her life meaning again ( at least, that’s what she thinks ). ( end tw )

in the interest of learning more about things i may have cut out, feel free to check out her about page, listed above. you can also find more about her personality there.

[katehuntington]

Title: In Bad Waters - part six Word count: ±3400 words Episode summary: Still in possession of the Winchesters’ belongings, Zoë meets up with the hunters on her next case. When it turns out to be a little more complicated than anticipated, she accepts their help in order to make an important deadline. Part six summary: Sam goes back to Zoë’s hotel to pick up his lost phone, but the state he finds her in is both shocking and familiar. Episode warnings: Dark! NSFW, 18+ only! Descriptions of domestic violence/child abuse. Drug use/addiction. Angst, gore, violence, character death. Description of blood, injury and medical procedures/resuscitation. Swearing, alcoholism. Supernatural creatures/entities, mentions of demon possession. Descriptions of torture and murder, drowning. Illegal/criminal practices. Mentions of nightmares and flashbacks. Author’s note: Beta’d by @winchest09​​​ and @deanwanddamons​​​. Thanks, girls!

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S1E02 “In Bad Waters” Masterlist

     Preparing himself for a rant, Sam knocks on the door of room 17. He’s standing in the corridor of the Hampton Inn after the receptionist allowed him upstairs, recognizing him from the night before and believing his story when he gave her an excuse. It takes a while before someone grants him access to the suite, but when he’s about to knock for the second time, the door opens.      “Sam...” Zoë grunts, sounding like a sixty year old whiskey drinker who smokes at least a pack a day. 

     As he enters the room, he notices the gun in her right hand, which she held behind the door in case she had bad company. The music playlist from last night is still playing, 2+2= by Bob Seger currently on. Zoë adjusts her PJ shorts, the Nirvana shirt hanging from one shoulder and her wavy hair a bird’s nest; she looks like she’s experiencing the worst hangover ever.      “Are you alright?” Sam checks, carefully.      “Yeah, just a bad night,” she mutters.      “You were fine when I left,” he recalls, surprised by her state.      She doesn’t respond and drags her feet to the bathroom. Sam hears the water falling down in the sink. She’s probably attempting to freshen up a little.      “I left my phone here somewhere,” Sam informs, before Zoë asks about his visit.      No answer, not even a smart comment. Somewhat worried, Sam peeks around the corner. Zoë is leaning on the sink with one hand, pressuring her other palm against her forehead. She has her eyes firmly shut, every muscle in her body tenses; she’s in pain.      “You’re not alright,” Sam notices and walks in to support her, but she shrugs him off.      “It’s nothing, just leave me alone,” the huntress snaps.

     Without granting Sam another second of her attention, Zoë saunters into the room and turns down the music, annoyed by the sound of the guitar that only amplifies the throbbing inside her skull. Instead, she switches on the TV while rubbing her face, steadying herself against the back of the sofa. 

     As Sam observes her, the gears in his head start to turn. She seems ill, feverish almost, as if she’s fighting off an infection. Something about her conditions is familiar. Unable to catch a breath, clammy skin, dizziness. The feeling of being run over by a sixteen wheeler, a bass drum pounding through one’s head, as if they were inches from an amplifier at a concert all night long. Then it clicks. 

     “You had a vision.”

     Startled, Zoë looks aside. Shit. How the hell did he pick up on that? Surely she’s a mess, but Sam must have the exact same symptoms in order for him to figure it out this fast. She cannot let him know, though, and so she recovers quickly.      “No, I didn’t. It's migraines.” She shrugs it off and looks back at the television.      Sam keeps reading her while the local TV station brings them the latest news. She tries to concentrate on the screen, but feels Sam’s burning eyes. Then she snaps at him.      “Stop trying to find things that aren’t there, Sam.”      “You’re lying.” Sam knows.      She sighs with an eye roll and turns up the volume.      “No, I’m not. Now drop it.”      “I’m not gonna drop it.” He steps between her and the TV, blocking her view. “You were dying to know about my visions from the moment you learned I have them.”      “I’m watching that,” she voices, annoyed with his intrusion.      “And I’m talking to you,” Sam returns with an attitude.

     She gives him a look that could kill and steps around him to have a clear view of the screen again, trying her best to ignore the hunter and not blow up on the guy. He better not push her, because he has no idea what would be coming for him.      “Headaches, black spots, nausea right after you wake up,” Sam sums up. “You have them.”      “Would you shut the fuck up for one second?!” Zoë hushes him violently.

     It’s just now that the news on the TV catches Sam’s attention. She’s not just agitated with him because she doesn’t want to talk about the paranormal powers they have in common; there’s actually something on the local news that’s worth their attention.

“In Paragould, the body of a man has been discovered. This morning, Bill Van Dyke was found deceased in his own home, and the Paragould Police Department are considering his death to be suspicious. Local authorities claim that the family were home during the time of death.”

     “Shit,” Zoë spats.      “What is it?” Sam glances aside.      She sighs, still watching the screen as another reporter at the scene gives more information about the incident. “He died the same way Robert Shire did.”      “The girl’s father?” Sam checks, remembering the surname of ‘Shire’ engraved on Laura’s tombstone.      Zoë nods in confirmation as the reporter in the studio takes over again.

“Bill Van Dyke, the principal of Woodrow Wilson Elementary in Paragould, was a pillar of  support to the local community--”

     Zoë doesn’t hear the rest of the report, the sound fading out as her gaze locks on the school building, which is shown on the screen. She recognizes that building.      “It’s her,” she knows.      “That can’t be. You salted and burned her bones,” Sam brings to mind.      “I’m aware of that, Sam. I dug her up myself,” she hisses, as she opens her closet and takes out her suit, her actions hasty and on the edge of aggressive. “Something is keeping her here, an object maybe. Fuck!”      “Guess you’re staying in town a bit longer than expected,” he concludes.      “Guess so, but I don’t have time for this shit.” Zoë mutters and takes off her shirt, putting on a white blouse as if she’s alone in the room.      Sam averts his eyes, awkwardly, but the huntress isn't bothered.      “Nothing you haven't seen, Sam,” she comments, perky.      Nevertheless he turns away from her, uneasily staring out the window. For a second he considers offering their help on this job, but he’s quite sure she will reject anyway. Besides, they have their own case to deal with.

     Rushing, Zoë gets into her dress pants, which she just pulled out of dry cleaner plastic a moment ago.      “How can you be so sure it’s Laura?” Sam wonders.      “Laura was a 4th grader at Woodrow Wilson Elementary” she explains.      He shrugs. “So? What did Van Dyke ever do to her?”      “Her gym teacher knew about the abuse. My guess is that the principal knew too and didn’t do anything,” Zoë presumes, pulling a thin leather belt through the loops.      “How do you even know that her teacher was aware? You couldn’t have seen her already, not in his short amount of time. Admit it; you see things,” Sam’s pushes.

     Zoë huffs, half shaking her head and well aware that Sam will not buy the bullshit. She wasn't planning on telling him, but the younger Winchester brother might be the one person she can trust when it comes to her abilities. He’s special, just like she is, and neither of them have a clue what is going on. He’s in the dark, just like her. Telling him would involve certain risks, though. Afterall, he is a hunter, one who she just met.      “Zo, start talking,” Sam coerces.      “Alright! I see things! There, I said it. Happy now?” she cries out.

     The confession is as much as a surprise to Sam as it is to Zoë; did she just say that out loud? Shocked, Sam stares at her, but he’s not sure if he’s so stunned by the information of the statement itself or because of the fact that Zoë just told him the truth. Disoriented, his eyes wander off as it slowly starts to sink in what this means; he’s not alone.

     “You have visions, just like me?” he recaps.      “Not entirely,” Zoë says as she buttons her jacket. “You dream about the future, I dream about the past.”      “Like flashbacks?” Sam questions.      “Something like that, yeah. But there’s no possible way I could know these things, you know? Most of the time I don’t even know the people who are involved,” she explains, frustration evident in her voice.      “Tell me ‘bout it,” Sam replies with a chuckle.

     A glint of a smile pulls at Zoë’s lips as she looks up. A feeling she hasn’t experienced in quite a while comes to her. Relief, recognition, as if a weight just fell off her shoulders now that she finally told someone about the secret she has been carrying around for so long. She wishes she could just get it all out of her system, tell him about the other issues that she’s involved in, but she can’t. Besides, there’s little time and still a lot to do. 

     Zoë slips into her pumps, takes her FBI identification out of her duffel and puts it in her inside pocket.      “That’s how you pick your cases, isn’t it?” Sam now understands how Zoë can get to a scene with not much visual evidence, at least not visible to outsiders.      “First I didn’t, because I didn’t understand what was happening to me. But then I thought: Hey, I’m having these flashbacks for a reason, I might as well check it out,” she elaborates before she steps into the bathroom and starts applying makeup.      Sam nods at that, agreeing. “Good point.” Maybe he should start seeing the dreams as clues, too. If he had listened to the visions in the first place, Jessica might still be alive right now. 

     He watches how the woman of many faces basically shapeshifts, going from the groggy, hungover girl in PJ’s to an autorical, tough as nails federal agent. Zoë ties her hair back into a tight ponytail, the look really sending the message that she will take absolutely no bullshit. But under that facade, the role she takes on and hides behind, Sam sees something else; she is nervous, restless, anxious even.      “What’s going on, Zo?” Sam confronts her, his tone supportive, however.

     For a moment she stops fixing her hair and places her hands on her hips. The huntress takes a breath as she searches for words, deciding what she can tell him without giving him too much information.      “I’m on a bit of a time schedule,” she admits. “I need to finish this case before tonight.”      Sam narrows his eyes, concerned, trying to read her. “What kind of time schedule?”      “It’s personal,” she cuts off, immediately.

     Her eyes bore into his, warning him not to ask another question. It’s clear as day that she is not going to give him an inch on this. Intimidated by her gaze, he decides not to dig further.      “What happens if you can’t put her spirit to rest in time?”      “I’ll make it,” Zoë responds, sure of herself.      “You don't know that,” he argues.      “I’ll have to leave town, case closed or not,” she adds simply, walking around the bed to pick up her phone from her nightstand.      “What?! You’re just gonna give up a case?” Sam disapproves.      “I’ve seen hunters do it before,” she says with a tone, straightening her back and standing a little taller.      “So? Then they suck!” Sam exclaims.      Zoë snorts, not disagreeing with him there, but the young Winchester isn’t finished yet.      “Laura will keep haunting this town and every one who might have the slightest connection to her death. Do you have any idea how many could end up dead?” Sam tries to make her see.      “I don’t. Have. A choice,” she states, pronouncing her words slowly and loud, as if Sam suffers hearing loss.      “You do,” Sam corrects. “You always have a choice.”      “You should have a poster made with those words, Gandhi,” Zoë responds sassy. 

     She has gathered her keys and her motorcycle helmet now, ready to head out. Sam doesn’t seize his plea, though.      “Let us help you,” he offers.      After halting abruptly, the huntress slowly turns her head and stares at him for a brief moment, then she laughs out loud.

     “No way in hell,” she chuckles, apparently finding the proposition ridiculous.      “Why not?” Sam wants to know.      “Because I don’t team up with others. The moment you depend on someone other than yourself, you’re vulnerable. You start to trust people you shouldn’t trust and when it all goes wrong, people die,”  she states.      “What about covering each other’s backs? Looking out for your partner?” Sam brings up the bright side of cooperation.      “Apparently that isn’t for me, and believe me; I’ve experienced it,” Zoë comments, a speck of pain edging her voice.

     Sam is not sure what the young huntress means by that, but he can read from her eyes that whatever happened, it still hurts her. He keeps quiet for a moment, but then continues with a calm tone.      “Hear me out. We can take over the case completely and you can go wherever you need to go. We’re in the same hunting fields, so why shoot at each other in order to get rid of the competition when we can split up. Dean and I can handle this,” Sam ensures.      “I believe you can, but I’m not the type who lets someone else do the dirty jobs. I got this one, I just need to make good time,” Zoë assures as she heads for the door. “Now if you'll excuse me, I have a crime scene to investigate.”

     She holds the door for Sam, her piercing eyes telling him without words to get out of her suite. The younger Winchester lets a sigh slip from his lips as he looks up at the ceiling for a moment. There’s absolutely no way to get through to that woman, he thinks to himself as he walks outside before she locks the door. The sharp thumps of her heels echo through the lobby, when she hastily parades to the parking lot while taking out her shades. Just before she walks out, Sam stops her by laying her hand on her shoulder.

     “Zoë…”      She spins around, not keen on the physical contact.      “If you need help, call me,” he insists.      “You know I won’t, Sammy,” she reacts, pushing the sunglasses onto her nose.      “Don’t - don’t call me Sammy,” he mumbles under his breath, watching her stride away to her Harley Davidson.      After putting on her helmet, she starts the engine and rides off, not even bothering to say goodbye. 

     Defeated, Sam turns to the Impala, which is parked on one of the taxi spots. A thin layer of dust covers the black car, which seems to boil in the early morning sun. It’s awfully quiet. No ear blasting rock tunes from the radio, no Dean jamming on his air guitar. Sam peeks through the window of the passenger’s side and finds his brother fast asleep. He can’t see Dean’s eyes because of the sunglasses he’s wearing to cut out the light his hungover brain cannot tolerate, but his head rests half against the window, tilted slightly backwards. Sam’s thoughts go back to the day before yesterday, when they parked the car in front of the pharmacy and Dean scared the shit out of him by slamming his fist against the window. Of course, Sam can’t resist doing the same thing and hits the window right on the spot where Dean’s leaning against on the other side.

     “Kelly Clarkson!” Dean cries out spooked, as he bumps his head up against the hardtop of the car.      With a big smirk on his face, Sam walks around the car just as victoriously as his brother did the other day, and settles in the driver's seat. When he sees his brother’s confused expression, he can’t help but laugh.      “Man, that’s so not cool,” Dean mutters with a raspy voice as he rubs his face.

     “Got what I came for.” Sam holds up his Blackberry.      “Did you have to wake me up for that?” Dean takes off his shades and narrows his eyes against the bright sun.      “No, that was just for fun,” Sam grins.      “Bitch,” Dean grumbles.      “Jerk,” Sam returns with a smile. “I have another update by the way.”      “Oh, yeah? What’s that?” Dean wonders, carelessly, resting his head against the cool glass again.      “We’re staying in town for a couple more days,”  Sam informs.

     He got Dean’s attention with that notification, all right. His older brother looks up at him and although he can barely keep his eyes open, Sam can tell that he’s curious for more info.      “What? Werewolf turned out to be a coyote?” Dean assumes.      “Not really, but there’s still a case here,” Sam begins to explain, while taking the car keys from his pocket.      “So? It’s Sullivan’s case, I ain’t touching that with a ten foot pole,” Dean makes clear.      “Aren’t you happy you can hang out with Denise?” Sam persuades, hoping to change his mind.      “Oh, no. I know what you’re doing.” Dean sits up straight and smirks, on to his little brother’s persuasiveness. “You’re trying to make this seem brochure perfect, but this isn’t about Denise. Spill it.”

     Sam sighs. Damn, there goes his master plan. Although he gets the impression that Dean can't stand the female hunter, Sam decides to tell the truth.      “I think Zoë needs help,” he admits.      “The last time you thought that I ended up in a bridal suite with a shapeshifter and you got dumped in a septic tank with our damsel in distress,” Dean recalls. “Did she ask for your help?”      “No, not re--”      “- Did she accept your offer?” Dean asks again.      “No, but --”      “- Then we ain’t helping her,” Dean decides.

     “Come on, Dean. We can’t leave her like that,” Sam tries.      “She’s a big girl, Sam. And a damn good hunter too. She’ll be fine,” Dean assures.      “I don’t know, man. Something doesn’t seem right,” Sam ponders. “She told me she’s on some sort of time schedule or something.”      “Yeah, her period. Guessing it’s coming up to that time of the month,” Dean grumbles, sarcastically.      He has lost interest in the conversation and crosses his arms in front of his chest, tugging deeper into the seat.

     “She’s gonna leave town tonight, case closed or not,” Sam clarifies.      Dean opens his eyes and looks aside. “You really think she would leave a job unfinished?” Dean wonders.      Sam shrugs. “Apparently.”      “That deadline must be pretty damn important,” the oldest brother concludes. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt if we stay until tonight, see if she manages to wrap up the case in time. But after that, we’re off to Texas. I was looking forward to that wolf hunt.”

     Satisfied with that compromise, Sam starts the engine. Creedence Clearwater Revival’s Looking Out My Back Door sounds from the radio of the classic car, built around the same time that this song was hitting the charts.      By the time the Chevrolet leaves the parking lot, Dean has looked up Denise’s number and is on the phone with her. Fuck the appropriate time to wait until reaching out. This is a booty call; the regular rules of dating don’t apply.

     “Hey… No, you didn’t forget anything. I just couldn’t wait to call you…. Yeah, I’d love to get together again. I’ll probably have to leave town in a few days, so… tonight? Alright, sounds great.” Dean gives Sam an exaggerated wink.      “At her place,” Sam half mouths, half whispers, making sure Denise doesn’t pick up on his words.      “One sec, sweetheart.” Dean presses his hand on the microphone and looks aside. “Having plans for tonight, Romeo?”      Sam glares at him and Dean returns his attention back to Denise, who started talking to him again.      “Your place, you say? At eight? Cool, I’ll see you tonight then… looking forward to it, too… Alright, bye.” They both hang up and Dean smirks satisfied.      “You are unbelievable, you know that?” Sam comments while shaking his head.      "Oh, I'm unbelievably irresistible,” his brother replies, victoriously.

     Just as Sam decides to turn right, a weird soft roar sounds from inside the car.      “What the hell was that?” Sam looks around.      “My GPS is telling you to make a left,” Dean explains.      The youngest of the two looks aside at his brother who’s pressing his hand on his hungry stomach. Now Sam looks over to the left and spots the yellow zigzag arrow above an In-N-Out restaurant. He laughs, he should have known.      “I see,” he grins and makes the turn. “Drive thru?”

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[moniadler]

( margot robbie. twenty-nine. cis female. she / her. ) was that monika adler ? i heard a rumour they work for the faust family, but who knows for sure ? they can be a bit calculating & vindictive but i also heard they can be adventurous & ambitious. you’ll usually find them at wolves in their spare time, when they’re not being a caporegime & burlesque dancer at centro del sole. you may want to keep an eye on that one !

bonjour! it’s me again—your local trashcan chrissie with another muse. this is my precious angel ( more like a demoness, tbh but still ) bby girl monika and, to quote the legends that are queen, she’s a killer queeeeen. she’s sassy, classy and a lot badassy. she’s a rather feisty, fiery, ball of rage and anger with hella abandonment issues like woah. but uhhh, anyways, hmu for plots here or on discord, i’m open to everything and anything so fire away!

MONIKA’S PINTEREST BOARD!

fundamentals.

full name. monika odette adler.

nicknames. moni, mon, & nik.

current age. twenty-nine.

date of birth. august 15th.

gender. cisgender female.

pronouns. she / her.

nationality. american.

religion. agnostic.

birthplace. manhattan, new york city, united states.

current residence. chicago, illinois, united states.

sexual orientation. pansexual.

romantic orientation. aromantic.

education. psychology degree obtained from nyu.

past occupation. bartender, & dancer at genesis.

current occupation. burlesque dancer at centro del sole.

affiliation. the faust family.

rank. caporegime.

connections.

birth mother. unknown.

birth father. unknown.

sibling/s. unknown.

adoptive mother. rachael adler.

adoptive father. william adler. †

adoptive sister. lucy adler. †

adoptive brothers. jacob, & noah adler.

significant other. n/a.

child/ren. n/a.

pet/s. a balinese cat named tigger after the character in winnie the pooh.

proficiencies.

spoken languages. english, spanish, french, italian, german, & russian.

negative traits. brusque, obstinate, destructive, deceptive, & promiscuous.

positive traits. elegant, headstrong, observant, independent, & confident.

strengths. optimistic, energetic, creative, practical, spontaneous, rational, knows how to prioritise, great in a crisis, & relaxed.

weaknesses. stubborn, insensitive, private, reserved, easily bored, dislikes commitment, & has a rather risky behaviour.

skills. skilled with blades and various knives, skilled with firearms, hand-to-hand combat, memory recall, physical stamina, able to use initiative, & excellent problem-solving abilities.

talents. violin, piano, ballet, dancing, singing, bartending, & photographic memory.

appearance.

eye colour. blue.

hair colour. natural blonde.

height. 5′5″.

weight. 61 kg.

build. she is considered average height for a female and is both slender and toned.

scars. a rather noticeable one across her clavicle and a few others in less visible places.

tattoos. a crimson lily on her left shoulder.

piercings. both earlobes.

glasses. n/a.

prominent feature. sparkling sapphire eyes.

miscellaneous.

zodiac. leo.

strengths. creative, passionate, humorous.

weaknesses. arrogant, stubborn, self-centred.

likes. theatre, being admired, expensive things.

dislikes. being ignored, facing difficult reality, not being treated like a queen.

element. fire.

colour. gold.

day. sunday.

ruler. the sun.

lucky number. three.

house. gryffindor.

myers briggs type. istp-a ( introverted, observant, thinking, prospecting. )

alignment. chaotic neutral.

enneagram. type 7: the enthusiast ( the busy, fun-loving type: spontaneous, versatile, distractible, and scattered. )

temperament. sanguine.

intelligence type. intra-personal.

character label. the vixen.

diseases. infertility.

past mental disorders. drug abuse, acute stress disorder, depression, & anxiety.

current mental disorders. addiction, & abandonment issues.

addictions. tobacco, cocaine, & alcohol.

vices. lust, greed, & wrath.

virtues. temperance, diligence, & humility.

allergies. penicillin.

diet. vegetarian.

dominant hand. ambidextrous.

accent. american.

blood type. o negative.

felonies. petty theft charge when she was fifteen. she also has a history of both kleptomania, & pyromania when she was a teenager.

vehicle. red 1966 shelby 427 cobra.

background.

( triggers for abandonment and abandonment issues ) in truth, monika isn't entirely sure where—or how—her story originated. well, minus the obvious: the birds, the bees, yadda yadda. whether or not her biological parents ever actually cared for her or loved her will remain one of life's greatest mysteries. at only one month old, she was discarded by those who gave her life; left abandoned and unwanted. a feeling the girl would grow up carrying around like a weight around her neck for the rest of her life. an incessant voice telling her she wasn't worth it, niggling at her every single time she would allow herself to get close to another human being. a dark shadow looming over her shoulder, whispering sinister thoughts into her ears—warning her that everyone would eventually leave in the end. they would always leave in the end.

( trigger for a mention of foster homes ) monika's earliest memories feature fragmented visions of various foster homes and the faces of many guardian figures; some good, some bad and some not worth even mentioning. that was her life for the majority of her childhood—bouncing from one home to another but never sticking in one place for too long. given her turbulent upbringing, she was somewhat of a difficult child. too boisterous, too unruly, too stubborn, too inquisitive. too much of everything but never enough of anything. never enough for anybody to want her. 

( trigger for a mention of adoption ) finally, after eight long years of being uprooted and thrown into new environments time and time again, monika was adopted by the adler family. and, from that instant onwards, her upbringing was mostly positive. of course, she was thankful and grateful that she had been welcomed into their family and given a good life. things could have been a lot worse for her and she knows that. still, it didn't take the girl too long to figure out that it was just her alone, against the big bad world. from the age that she was old enough to realise it, monika knew that she had to fend for herself—that she could never truly rely on a single soul but herself. rachael and william adler were the best family that she'd ever had. the only family that she ever truly felt she might have belonged to. the only family that she cared enough about to continue carrying their last name, even to this day.

however, once monika reached a certain age, her personality shifted south. she was outgoing as ever but soon became meddlesome, troublesome and much too outspoken. the hollowness inside her chest never quite satiated, leaving her empty and only too well aware of the lack of her real parental figures. as a young adolescent, this started to crawl under her skin and mess with her mind. it rendered her void of affection and unable to form genuine bonds with others—filling her with deep-rooted resentment that festered beneath the surface of the indifferent demeanour she plastered over herself every day. no matter what the adler family done, monika always felt starved of love. despite their best efforts, monika never felt fully satisfied—as if some integral part of her heart was missing, leaving a gaping void nobody could ever fill. thus, as a teenager, she started searching for a cure in the wrong places. she fell in with the wrong crowd, causing trouble for both herself and her family.

as a result of her out of control behaviour, monika found herself shipped off to an esteemed all-girls boarding school from the ages of fourteen to eighteen. once again, she felt as if she was being cast aside. admittedly, at first, it didn't seem so bad and although she took a while to settle in and adjust, it wasn’t long until the girl found her feet and made her mark. she had always been intelligent so it was no surprise that she excelled in her classes and extracurriculars. of course, true to form, she remained prone to rebellion every so often, but never enough to become detrimental. she had a small group of friends and the clique was rather close-knit and she finally felt she belonged somewhere.

( triggers for mentions of death, cancer, mental health issues, alcohol, and drugs ) however, as all good things do, they come to an end. in monika's case, those few blissful years reached a rather abrupt cessation—taking a drastic plummet into darkness. she was sixteen when her younger sister, lucy, tragically passed away after battling leukaemia. as a result, monika lost control of herself and of her path in life. she spent weeks alone and aimless, wavering on her tracks. she became isolated and withdrawn. she hid away in her dorm room that school year, only leaving to go to classes. she became quiet, reserved and wanted to be alone. after months of this—reverting to type—she went looking for stability in the wrong places once more. running with the ‘wrong’ crowd was simply something that came naturally to monika, as if she felt comfort in pressing the self-destruct button when times got tough. for her last year at school, she partied hard, drank way too much, experimented with drugs and with people and although these instances gave her a thrill, it never lasted too long. therefore, she continually crawled back to the things and the people she knew deep down was no good for her. but as long as she felt the high, nothing else mattered.

( triggers for mentions of death and huntington’s disease ) after she graduated, she moved back home to her adoptive parents and brothers, which, at first, felt as gloomy as she'd expected with the absence of her sister. due to her lifestyle in the final year of her education, monika's grades didn't quite cut it—not for her dreams of attending an ivy league university, anyway. after some consideration ( and the encouragement of her mother ), she attended night classes in order to obtain better grades before she managed to obtain a place at nyu where she studied psychology. but, once again, tragedy hit the adler's like a freight train. the summer before she left for university, her father passed away. while monika had always known that william's death was imminent given the fact that he had huntington’s disease, it didn't make the reality hurt any less. still, monika knew that life had to move on—as it always had—thus, she had no choice but to pack up her belongings and move to into her new home for the following few years: nyu campus.

during her university years, monika worked a lot of jobs around new york while visiting her family home on weekends. finally, once she graduated with rather impressive grades, she'd decided that her life was no longer tethered to manhattan. so, aged twenty-two, she packed up and travelled around the states for two years until, eventually, she wound up in chicago. in the beginning, she managed to get herself a job at genesis as a bartender where she met oliver faust ( without knowing his surname, of course ). completely clueless as to his prominence within the city, the two had a one night stand, seemingly never to see one another again. at least, until a year later.

after bartending in the club for quite some time, monika plucked up the courage to take her work a step further and take her place on the stage as one of the dancers. it was during this time that she met another faust member and quickly, the two became friends and through this friendship, only then did monika find out a little background information on the faust name. this faust member was the one who brought monika into the fold where she started as an affiliate. of course, you could imagine her surprise when she uncovered oliver's role as the boss—especially after a whole year had passed since their first encounter. regardless, monika felt secure and welcomed among the faust family, thus she was more than happy to work for them.

due to her no-nonsense approach and attitude, and her ability to handle herself whilst dancing, she found herself promoted to a solider. then, after ‘dealing’ with a target ( a regular at genesis who just so happened to request a dance from monika every night ) under the guise of an escort, the blonde was swiftly advanced to a crimson whilst continuing to dance at genesis. after maintaining the role of a crimson for a year, she climbed the ranks where she now remains a caporegime while now dancing at centro del sole. 

throughout her twenty-nine years of life so far, monika has built herself back up time and time again. with every punch swung her way ( both figuratively and literally ), she has risen to her feet each time. for as intelligent as she is, she is just as resilient and unyielding. the need to prove people wrong is almost overwhelming but never to her detriment. while she continues to bear the emotional scars of her past, monika refuses to write herself off. she allows herself to admire people, history, art, music, places, but she never grows comfortable enough that she is prepared to show even the people closest to her, her innermost, truest self.

as a result of her chaotic upbringing, fragments of monika are broken beyond repair—lost to the depths of her mind. yet deep down inside, the faintest sliver of that optimistic little girl remains. where she is now is precisely where monika wants to be and perhaps this is the exact path she needs to take in order to fully emerge from the ashes of her haunting past. from her teenage years, she easily fell under the bracket of an adventurous, charming, ‘party girl’ which hasn't altered much over the years. honestly, monika is content with playing this ‘role’ of a carefree, curious, typical blonde as she finds it helps with her work. after all, how unsuspecting does the pretty blonde dancer seem? not many people look at her and realise just how deadly she is underneath.

all in all, monika gets from one day to the other by dancing her worries away or drinking her problems out of her head. she rarely lets herself get attached to anybody and builds the highest walls around herself to ensure nobody wants to put the effort into trying to break them down. it's that little voice that's rattled around inside her head from childhood that has her this way—still telling her she isn't worth it. and she believes it. she believes that if she ever slowed down and stopped adopting her reckless lifestyle that the emptiness and loneliness would creep in and hold her prisoner. and if there's one thing that monika adler swears she'll never be, that's a slave to her mind or to anybody else.

some tidbits.

nicknames: monnie, moni, mon, nik, barbie, blondie ( if u wanna lose ur eyes ) … spawn of satan  >:-)

scared of goats. thinks they’re satanic creatures. those eyes are hella creepy, don’t even try and tell her otherwise.

her signature scent is chanel N°5.

she’s fearless af. throwback to her upbringing, most likely.

she’s all sweet smiles and charming words until her expression turns sharp and deadly. it’s her tactic to entice then pounce, if you will.

she loves to surprise people. most assume she’s a pretty blonde but oh, she loves the look of shock on their faces when she waves a knife at them.

in a way, her words are like her weaponry but really, monika would much prefer to point a gun in a person’s face. plus, it’s more efficient, she thinks. 

an angel of vengeance in a pair of designer sunglasses tbh. 

much prefers to be called a murderess / demoness as she believes it has a nicer ring to it rather than murderer / demon. she’s dramatique like that.

owns waaay too many pairs of heels.

her signature look is her blood-red lips.

often wears suits and totally rocks them.

she’s … experimental. she’s experimented with just about everything: hairstyles, clothing, drink, drugs, people …

quite power hungry tbh.

she does have a shot at redemption but she doesn’t want it lmao. she’s already been to hell so why bother trying to right her wrongs?

and boy, are her wrongs a century long list shkjsh.

doesn’t believe she’s capable of loving anyone.

when it comes to whether or not she is morally decent or an extremely bad person, she is somewhere in the middle of that spectrum—she isn’t heartless but she isn’t compassionate either. 

she’s v ambitious, v morally ambiguous, v self-serving and v self-involved.

extremely skilled with knives and blades. always her weapon of choice when on a job. always carries one on her person at all times.

although she wears a lot of red, black is actually her favourite colour. she feels her most powerful in an all-black outfit.

her most prized possession is her brushed chrome zippo. it has her initials engraved on it and where she got it or from who is something she’ll never tell.

always seen with a cigarette in hand. she seriously chain smokes. always says she needs to quit but never does and probably never will either.

when she was a little girl she’d always dreamed of having kids of her own one day and told herself she would love them unconditionally and never abandon them as her birth parents had but unfortunately, she is infertile and the likelihood of having her own kids one day is extremely slim. this is something that devastates her every day but you’d never tell. she has never told anybody about this.

drives way too fast but loves the thrill of it.

she can be pretty deadly if you piss her off enough.

thrives on chaos.

a tad theatrical.

is truly an independent woman who don't need no man.

plot ideas.

ok so pls excuse me and my last two remaining brain cells—we try real hard but it's tough skjhjks but gimme all of the connections from friends, frenemies, enemies, hookups, exes, rivals and everything else in between. added bonus if there’s angst or drama. if you have anything in mind feel free to throw it at me, i’m open to the majority of things and have zero triggers so come at me bro! below you can find some connections i’d love for my deadly bby.

the faust member who brought her into the fold. open.

her adoptive brothers. open and open. ( their names are listed as jacob and noah, but this can be changed if ya ain’t feeling those names! )

you’re a bad idea, but i like bad ideas. so, this could be somebody that monika knows through her dancing at genesis. maybe this gentleman pays for private dances and tips extremely well? i have an idea in my head that this man would trust monika and confide in her. in a way, she’d kind of act as a therapist for him and his paying for her private time would be more about talking than anything else. maybe over time, she would tell him things about her past or about the things she has done. maybe he could be somebody who, when he/if he realises she works for the fausts, asked her to take out a target for him. there are endless possibilities for this one! of course, added angst if he’s affiliated with a different gang. OPEN.

when friends become enemies. maybe this person and monika were friends from new york that she hung around with and got involved in reckless behaviour with. or maybe this person was someone monika befriended during her university years. or they could be someone that monika met when she moved to chicago. under whichever circumstance they met, one fact remains: the two are no longer on friendly terms. they were once close and trusted each other with anything but now, there is obvious hostility. perhaps there was a betrayal, blackmail, a breach of trust, lack of communication, a simple misunderstanding. whatever it was that cracked this relationship is set in stone and is unlikely to ever go back to how it once was. some things are just too broken to be mended. OPEN.

you’re in my veins, you fuck. monika has always had bad habits. has always gravitated to toxicity like a moth to a flame. thus, it would be safe to assume that 90% of her relationships have also been bad for her. the broken element inside her always found itself magnetised to the darkness in people. more especially, attracted to people she knew were no good for her. though, in the end, monika would always manage to break free and leave these people behind. however, there was always this one person she couldn’t seem to stay away from. she met them when she moved to chicago and instantly she knew they would break her heart yet it didn’t deter her from continuing to crawl back to them. these two have what can only be described as a toxic relationship. neither is good for the other yet neither can seem to walk away. OPEN.

if you don’t have enemies, you don’t have character. of course, it goes without saying that monika is the kind of woman who could make enemies for herself very easily. due to her sarcastic and distant nature, it would be safe to assume she has quite a few enemies and rivals. though this particular person would be the enemy of all enemies. somebody that she cannot abide and someone who cannot abide her either. they can’t stand the sight of each other and refuse to share the same space unless absolutely necessary. otherwise, there’s a massive chance of a fight outbreaking between them. there could be a history between them that has brought about their hostile nature toward each other. or they could simply dislike each other for no real known reason other than a sense they get from the other. bonus points if they’re walsh affiliated! OPEN.

a gal gang / her ride or dies. taken by amara ricci, & genevieve bisset.

a chance encounter / one night stand. taken by oliver faust.

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intro : mason giordano . 

◟ * ◊ ─  dylan o'brien + cis male + he/him » * believe it or not mason giordano is working for the bianchi family . they are 27 years of age and are known to usually spend their time around body cult : tatto & piercing studio . the hitman , who has been a part of the alliance for 10 years , has been living in victoria his entire life . the people closest to them describe the bisexual scorpio to be + kind and + trustworthy as well as - cold and - selfish◝ 

hello everyone , so excited to bring you guys mason !! i also play enrique . a lil bit about me - i’m lorena , 19 & from spain (cest timezone) and i’m pretty much obsessed with video games . if ya got any questions in regards to my muses , or have ideas for connections don’t hesitate in messaging me !! i do have discord , if you’d like to plot over there - but i’m also fine with tumblr ims . anyways if ya wanna plot and stuff give this a like !!

GENERAL BACKGROUND + A FEW FACTS . TRIGGER WARNING: SUBSTANCE ABUSE , DEATH . - mason is originally from naples , italy , but moved to victoria when he was just a few months old . this is due to his father successfully landing a h-1b visa at a well known IT business . throughout his childhood mason lived with both of his parents , his siblings and his grandmother until he was sixteen . - it was no secret that the marriage between his parents was unstable , constant fighting - would not only lead his mother to become an alcoholic but also to having an affair with benito mancini . soon after , she would become pregnant and give birth to his first half brother , rocco mancini . a divorce would be filed , and his mother rosaline would marry benito shortly after . two years later she’d give birth to another son . - with his mother leaving at the age of 6 to be with another man , mason was left alone with his father . while mason missed his mother , he felt as if she preferred his younger siblings over himself . perhaps it had to do with how similar the younger boy looked to his father ?? - overtime he’d see the loving figure of his father morph into a monster . the heartbreak of losing his wife , mixed with the feeling of guilt , would soon lead to substance abuse . what would start with a one or two lines of coke a week , would turn his father into an addict . - at the age of fifteen , mason would lose his father . a bullet between his brows would be the indication of a murder . it was no secret that giovanni giordano had spent all his fortune in drugs . the death of his father would be what would push mason’s mother over the edge . continuously questioning why she never took mason in with her , and what he had to endure as a kid would be what caused her alcoholism to worsen . she’d soon be in and out of rehab . - shortly after the murder of his father , mason’s nan would win custody over him . he would be given a choice , to live with his nan or his mother , but a part of him refused to live with his stepfather and siblings .  - due to the financial issues mason’s grandmother struggled with he joined the alliance . while he started of as a pawn , not even a year in he’d change positions and become a hitman . - overtime mason would slowly stop contacting his mother . he’d be hit with the feeling of guilt after her death in a drunk driving accident . the same year or her death mason would lose his grandmother to cancer .

GENERAL STATS . - name : mason giordano . - nicknames : mg , giordano , tba . - age : 27 . - sexuality : bisexual . - birthday : october 30th . - position within the alliance : the hitman  - scars : caused by weapons - one across the front of his neck , one on his abdomen . accidents - after breaking his wrist , when he was 13 he needed surgery , thus a scar that goes from his wrist slightly down to his forearm . - piercings : current : 2 rings on his left ear cartilage  . past : eyebrow piercing . - tattoos : a perfect rose encompassed by flames with esmerelda’s signature inked onto his back . a small cross inked onto the side of his right thumb . medusa inked onto his right shoulder with a snake embracing his upper arm , slowly connecting to this piece which is also inked onto his upper arm .  mason has a sailboat that is embraced by snakes , inked onto the inside of his bicep on his right arm . one can see a set of mermaids on that piece . on the right side of his right wrist he has a small moon . said snakes slowly travel down his skin until they reach his forearm , where they meet the inked piece of michelangelo’s david , slowly surrounding the perfect figure . on the back of his right arm he has written ‘dead end’ in bold capital letters right above his elbow . on his left arm , mason wears half a sleeve , where inked trees cover his forearm .GG inked onto the back of his neck sitting in between two wings , representing his grandmother’s initials . a small heart inked in the space between his collarbones and ‘ breathe ’ written out vertically in small capital letters on the side of his neck , each letter is spaced out . he has ‘ la pura verita ’ inked right below that same heart . 

WANTED CONNECTIONS . - anyone he knows from high school . 0/? - anyone from the bianchi family he has close ties with . 0/3 - someone he gets his drugs from , a specific dealer maybe ?? 0/2 - a hitman he sees like a brother / sister . basically someone who understands how shit it is having to do the job . 0/2 - a drinking buddy , maybe they just hang out to drink their sorrows idk 0/2 - a partying buddy - yes , someone he simply goes and gets pissed with for the sake of having fun 0/2 - friends , frenemies , enemies . 0/? - past hook ups . 0/? this is self explanatory . mason does hook up with strangers here and there , but it could’ve also been a mate or someone he doesn’t get along with ?? ya never know . - ex girlfriend , see wc page on the main 0/1 .

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Welcome to Behind The Magic, Annie. We really loved your app for Roxanne Taylor with the FC of Alexandra Park and we can’t wait to see what you do with them! Please look at our checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. We’re excited to see more of you here at Lights, Camera, Magic!

PLAYER INFORMATION

Name: Annie

Preferred Pronouns: Alien

Age [18+]: 384

Timezone: the dark ages

How did you find us?: I beat the info out of a russian spy

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Name: Roxanne Taylor

Faceclaim: Alexandra Park

Age: 25

Birthday: August 11th 1994

Species: Shapeshifter ( owl & caracal(wild cat))

TV Show & Occupation:

Actress

Blair Radcoff, Tales of Terror.

Clarisa Reed, Weather the Storm.

Ariel Curry, After the Storm.

(pick any ½, these are just the ones that stuck out to me the most)

BIOGRAPHY:

TW: Death, slaughter, blood, adoption, drug abuse, alcohol, psychologists, general trauma.

Queue the music to Arizona Zervas, god damn, Roxanne, all she wanna do is party all night xo

Right from the get-go, Roxanne’s life was a rollercoaster. She was found bundled in a blanket coated in blood and surrounded by a litter of slaughtered bodies by two hikers moving up the Cradle Mountain in Tasmania, Australia. The discovery made headline news for weeks as investigations went underway to figure out what exactly happened and why the traumatized 4-year-old was the only survivor. The hikers who found her were Australian councillors for the educational research programme. They were also a young couple who had been struggling for three years to conceive a child of their own. With only a knitted blanket with her name, Roxanne to go on, officials followed medical records from the deceased. From there and discovered that she was Roxanne Taylor and the litter of dead around her included all living members of her family, parents and several extended members. Unable to let Roxanne fall prey to the system, the wealthy couple went through every legal channel they had to until finally, almost a year later, permission was granted for them to legally adopt her, and so, Roxanne Taylor, as they chose to keep her surname out of respect for her lost family, now had two new people to call family.

The transition into her new life left her non-verbal and naturally, still traumatized by her ordeal. She saw psychologists three times a week but the only way she communicated was through pictures, which most of the time was only red crayon that represented the bloodshed she could still remember so clearly. Strangely enough, though, Roxanne took to her adopted parents very well, presumably recognising them as her saviours. It was everyone else she was grossly petrified of. Any time she would see someone in a black hoodie she became inconsolable and hysterical with terror. To say she had issues would be an understatement and yet, the couple never once lost patience with her, which turned out to be Roxannes saving grace. After three more long years and nightmares every night, something happened that nobody ever expected. The couple fell pregnant and birthed a baby boy. Worried that Roxanne wouldn’t accept him into the fold, a team of psychologists were on call when the couple came home with the little baby in their arms. It came as a surprise to everyone in the room when her face lit up with joy not only did she present them with a family drawing that included the baby, she spoke her first word in three years: brother. It was a shocking breakthrough and from there on, things started looking up. Her trauma faded more and more into the background with every week that went by and Roxanne slowly began to resemble what people would say is a normal child, happy, kind and loving.

She doted on her parents and her brother and enjoyed travelling around the world whilst they worked, Africa, Aisa, India, Dubai, there was nothing Roxanne wanted that she wasn’t offered. So you could say, she lived happily ever after but of course, happiness as pure as that would always be short-lived. She was thirteen when she accidentally shifted into a caracal (wild cat) that she had found herself studying earlier that day. And of course, she didn’t shift in private, but in the middle of a hotel lobby whilst they were in Africa. Traumatized all over again, everything she’d suppressed by her glowing love came bubbling back to the surface. The difference this time? Her parents had absolutely no idea how to comfort her and Roxanne has never forgotten that flicker of fear in their eyes when they saw her shift. Logically she can understand it, but in her head she can’t help but see it as a betrayal. She began to notice that although they tried not to treat her differently, they did. She was no longer allowed to be alone in the same room as her little brother and if she ever threw a tantrum, the parents would stiffen up as if they feared she was going to shift into a tiger and rip them apart. And then it hit her, one earth-shattering thought that she’d never even considered before: they think I’m the beast who tore my biological family apart. No amount of family therapy sessions managed to convince her that they still accepted and loved her the way they used to even in spite of their research and ongoing adoration. With the discovery of another shapeshifter and a meeting with him, the parents learned everything they needed to know about what Roxanne was and how to deal with it. So, by sixteen she supposed she could appreciate that they were actually trying, but the damage in her mind was already done.

The sweet, innocent girl began to slip away, replaced by a rebellious, law-breaking, drug-taking, alcohol drinking teenager. She did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted and the worst part? She was so incredibly crafty about it, nearly always managing to hide her antics from her parents. It was easy enough considering they never questioned the money she spent, even when it cost thousands. Roxanne did manage to complete an acting school course, figuring that’s what she wanted to do with her life. Dressing up and pretending to be someone she isn’t? Easy, she does it all the time. She landed small-time roles here and there but it wasn’t until 2018 and the worldwide reveal of supernaturals that she felt her calling: Vancouver. A place she could be herself, a place she could fit in. It didn’t take much to persuade her parents to let her leave Australia and set up home in Canada, especially not after they discovered her drug habits, some might say they were secretly pleased she wouldn’t be leaving her drugs around their home anymore. Roxanne moved in the fall of 2018, landing her first role at LCM studios only a couple months after that. Once more, things began to look up, for the first time in her life she felt like she belonged to something. The move only inspired her to learn more about her supernatural status and everything about everyone else along the way. Her two shift forms are a caracal and an owl and she enjoys the freedom that comes from being in her animal forms.

She’s still not without her issues and by now? It shows. Whilst most people know her as someone who will do anything for you, they also know she tends to be a reckless adrenalin junkie. Or maybe just a junkie in general. Over the last two years, she’s checked herself in and out of rehab three times, never sticking out the duration. Her party antics made headlines and all it would take was one phone call from home and the disappointed tone of her parents to make her go even further off the rails. It seemed a miracle to people that she still had a job but Roxanne always assumed that actually, the heat she generated in the press only made for better TV. Besides, she was smart enough not to show up to her job high as a kite so really, did anyone really have grounds to fire her? By 25, she never thought she would have all the labels she does; shifter, actress, spoilt brat, reckless, junkie and most commonly: wild. Roxanne cares for few but loves fiercely and doesn’t hold back on her opinions. If she has an issue, she will say it to your face no matter the consequences. She is however incredibly loyal and fun-loving, always sparking off energy and bouncing from person to person. Her traumatic history was aired for everyone to read so really, it’s no wonder hardly anyone actually questions why she uses. She uses to escape, forget her trauma like so many others in the studio. Only time will tell if it will one day be the ruin of her.  

[lactosecarrotsoup]

My thoughts on Sean & Finn’s kiss

This will be long and of course contain spoilers, as if you can’t tell by the title... thingy. So, be warned. This will also contain my opinion(s); which is a very sensitive subject in this fandom. 

We’re all entitled to our own thoughts, opinions, beliefs, etc.

With that said, let’s get started!

For those who are new to this game... I will give you a short summery. Life is Strange is a video game series ran by DontNod. A great company who loves to make players cry. This season has new characters from the other season and DLC. This season takes place in Washington where you play as a 16 year old boy, Sean Diaz, who’s a regular teenager. He loves drawing, skating, and of course stereotypical teen stuff such as drugs and parties. Taking away the partying and drug usage, he’s your typical shy-ish guy. He also has a little brother named Daniel, he’s 9 years old.

Both of them are Hispanic, including their father (Esteban), making this season’s cast more diverse than the first season, where the main characters were mainly white.

Speaking of their father, he dies. Yep. After Sean forces Daniel out of his room, Daniel runs to their hot-headed neighbor and accidentally spills homemade zombie blood on him. Sean over see’s the neighbor about to hurt Daniel and rushes out the house, protecting him. After a few racial slurs/crude remarks to Daniel, Sean decides to fight him. Sean shoves the neighbor onto a small rock (which I still dont understand how that injured him), and he lays on the ground in shock/going unconscious.

A cop shows up and hell breaks loose. The cop only see’s the “blood” on the neighbors shirt and Daniels, thinking nothing but the worst of the situation rather than questioning them. The dad comes out, trying to reason with the officer and he gets trigger happy, shooting Sean & Daniel’s dad, killing him. Daniel screams in shock/anger/horror and Sean blacks out. Whenever he wakes up, the entire street is destroyed and more people are dead/unconscious. He grabs Daniel and they runaway, not wanting to get involved with the crime. It’s later found out that Daniel has powers (similar theme to LIS season 1) and can move objects with his mind.

More shit happens, yada yada yada.

NOW.

Episode 3 just released. In episode two, the brothers meet quite a few people. But most notably for this post, Cassidy and Finn. These two are regular friends (or maybe even “fuck buddies” as Finn and another girl described their relationship), who are a lot like Sean and Daniel. Cassidy left her old home life to live on the road. Finn, I can’t remember if he said anything or not. But I would think it would be for the same reason or something crime related.

Anyways, point is, they all group together and live in the woods. But, they all also work for this dude who runs a farm with nothing but pot.

Yep.

A nine year old and sixteen year old kid are working at a pot farm.

This leads to Finn, Cassidy, and Sean to get high, drunk, etc.

Finn get’s a hair up his ass and decides; “Hey, why don’t we steal all the cash from our boss? Who cares if he may know about Sean & Daniel’s backstory, has security footage evidence of them, and shotguns?!”

Cassidy is against this. But you, the player, have the option to accept or refuse his plan to rob the big dude with the cash.

And in the words of Chloe Price from season one; he’s got some “hella cash”

SORRY I HAD TOO.

But still, you can either rob from the guy or go against it. But HO HO HO! This choice doesn’t matter that much. Finn does it anyways (with a fUCKING NINE YEAR OLD HELPING HIM AND RISKING THAT KID’S LIFE) and Cassidy gets upset and worried. So, if you disagree with Cassidy, you end up meeting with them anyways so you can stop them. You get in trouble either way, btw.

But, let’s back it up.

If you agree to join Finn’s plan, he’s happy and you have the chance to romance him. Which, at first thought (including mine), was great! In the first season, Max was bisexual. You can flirt/romance with Chloe and/or Warren. With Sean romancing Cassidy and Finn, the developers made him bisexual.

But... it’s not all roses. Let me give you my first reaction. I do actually have it recorded.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGJ8lg5clHM

2:29:55 - 2:34:24

If you don’t watch it, basically I was excited and shocked. I didn’t like Finn at first but in that moment, I shipped them. I wanted Sean to be happy and happy enough to open up about his sexuality, if he hadn’t already.

But, I realized something.

Finn is most likely 20+. Sean is still 16. This means Finn is an older guy kissing a minor, which is of course, illegal. Not to mention that earlier in that episode, he was teaching Daniel to throw knifes and such. He smokes and drinks and admits his sexual relationships in front of a kid, too.

Speaking of his sexual relationships, it would be highly toxic if Sean and him dated/had casual sexual intercourse. Just based on Sean’s personality and how he had a crush on that Jen girl in the first episode, and how close him and Cassidy warmed up to each-other, he wears his heart on his sleeve. One thing this season has done WONDERFULLY is not distribute toxic masculinity. Sean and Daniel have both cried several times. Most men don’t like to talk/show their feelings because they feel weak and such, which is horrible. No guy should feel that way and should openly express them-self.

Sean does this, which is amazing. Yet, still can harm him.

Right after you agree to Finn’s plan, you can kiss him. Throughout the episode, he also flirts with Sean. Of course you have the CHOICE to kiss him... but it’s only after you accept his agreement. You can kiss Cassidy (and sleep with her) but she will storm off, angry, without kissing you, if you agree to Finn’s plan. Which is reasonable. Or, you can lie to her, saying you thought his plan was dumb, and she’ll kiss you. Both reasonable (in my opinion) responses to each situations.

But, how come you can’t kiss Finn regardless? Sean can say no and they could still talk about their feelings, leading to a kiss. Instead, they do nothing.

Finn is manipulative. He used Sean’s emotions to get to him. He probably noticed how close him and Cassidy were and how much love he has for Daniel, openly saying it every now and then, and wanting to protect him. Finn noticed how open Sean is and took advantage. 

Imagine if this wasn’t a choice base game and the story automatically follows Sean agreeing with Finn.

He flirts with him throughout the episode and is very charismatic. Since Daniel notices how close Sean and Cassidy are getting, he rants to Finn. Finn takes in this information and uses it against them. He becomes “cool” in Daniel’s eyes by being super chill, rebellious, and showing him how to violently protect himself/hurt others. In a sense, he becomes Daniel’s temporary older and “cooler” brother, making Daniel look up to him. With Finn’s flirting, he admits (once again, if your choices didn’t matter) that he has feelings for some guys.

Finn takes note of this.

The idea pops into his head to steal from the man who runs the pot farm... thing. I’m an innocent bean who hasn’t done anything harder than prescribed drugs for anxiety and stuff. So forgive me if I’m getting these terms wrong, LOL! But, the point still remains, he tells Daniel who is automatically on board. I doubt a 9 year old boy truly cares if they have enough money or not. I bet his main thought was “If I do this, then Finn will think I’m cool! He’ll treat me like an adult and so will others.”

In fact, I bet you that was his exact thoughts, just based on what he said to Sean and how he acted towards others.

If you really look at it, guys... it looks similar to a Mark Jefferson/Nathan Prescott relationship in season 1. I’m not going to go into many details for the people who haven’t played/watched season 1 yet, but I’ll give you guys a basic rundown by what I mean.

Nathan was mentally ill. He suffered from possibly multiple disorders and had an abusive father. His father wanted him to be the best of the best, not for his sake, but for the families sake. This got to Nathan and he hated his father. Mark Jefferson was a teacher who noticed this, befriending Nathan, and becoming a fatherly figure. The two teamed up to do sickening plans and crimes together which ended up getting them caught in the end.

Now, who does that sound like?

Daniel just lost his father and he’s angry. He probably has PTSD and anger management issues, based on how he’s acting and the situations he’s been through. Finn is an older figure and tricks Daniel to follow his plans and crime, as they’re stealing. They end up getting caught by the boss no matter what they, Sean, Cassidy, or the player does.

Sean is in the same boat, minus the anger issues. He probably suffers more from depression and PTSD (since he talks about the past a lot to others and how they know their story). Since he does talk about his feelings, Finn uses to his advantage.

When Sean agrees to the heist, Finn and him (can) kiss as an award. An award for falling into his trap and doing whatever he wanted.

Nathan got fatherly love and praise from Jefferson, resulting in him to continue their disgusting plans in order to feel loved.

Sean (and Daniel) and becoming the Nathan of this season.

We have to watch out who will be our jefferson.

I also have to address another elephant in the room.

We’re the reason this happened.

If you go through old DontNod/Life is Strange official posts (I suggest instagram or facebook, where i saw mine), I saw nothing but comments saying how much they want Chloe and Max back. I assume this is because of how you can romance Chloe. They want their love story/friendship to continue. Even though we did get a comic series based on them, it wasn’t good enough.

DontNod probably got sick of it and forced this to happen. While they were probably writing Cassidy as a love interest in the beginning, and Finn as probably just a random stranger or a brother of hers, the noticed all the hate and said “fuck it!”

As a result, we got the chance to kiss Finn... before you could write him off by injuring or killing him. Which, many people were pissed about.

But if you REALLY think about it, we were the cause of that. They probably didn’t want that, wanting to focus on Cassidy and the actual story. But many people wanted LGBTQ+ moments (which is understandable) but didn’t want Sean and Daniel’s story. Or they did get involved in their story but wanted a LGBTQ+ character.

The story of Life is Strange (both seasons + DLC) is nothing more but teens/young adults finding themselves through very difficult times. This with the responsibility of super powers, which are hurting those around them. It’s not meant to be a romance. It’s meant to be a drama, sci-fi, and angst story. (And thriller bc of Max’s nightmare bc that shit scared me)

While yes, I was happy and excited at first about Sean & Finn kissing. I was happy that there was potential for things to be “normal” and Sean to be happy, there was a lot of red flags. The age differences, the manipulation, the parallel's, and how forced it was.

Thanks for coming to my TEDTalk! Before you leave a hateful response, please know my opinion is valid like yours and others. Not only that, but I’m not the first to point some of this out. :)

[frnkhamilton]

                                          ╰        *           𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍   ╱   𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨

⊰ 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 ; 𝟐𝟎 ; 𝐆𝐓𝐌 - 𝟑 ; 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⊱ hey, guess who i just saw at the cave bar ? frank hamilton ! don’t they look good for forty-two years old ? they have lived here for all their lives and are a sheriff. they view the increase in tourism as negative and dislike the retirees who moved here. ⊰ 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐑 ─ 𝐂𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 ─ 𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 ⊱

                                                                                                                ╰        *           𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 

sedated by hozier

believe by beijamin booker

i had a real good lover by the shouting matches

i just don't care that much by matt maeson

                                                                                                                  ╰        *           𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌

a hopeful pessimist. as in he believes everything is gonna go wrong, but he will still hold onto hope that he might be wrong.

thinks blood and gasoline are sexy.

can cook/make a total of two things: eggs and mac and cheese. everything else will be tragically burned.

goes All Out for things and then when things don’t turn out exactly how he expected them to he makes a fuss about it and goes “why did i even bother?” and gives up on everything else for a while.

thinks fighting is fun.

has had the same truck since he was sixteen.

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personality type: isfj ( the defender )

moral alignment: chaotic good ( the rebel )

strengths: warm-hearted, responsible, pragmatic, persistent, gentle, generous, loyal, devoted

weaknesses: self-centered, repressed, hypersensitive, blunt, hot-headed, unprincipled, self-indulgent, resentful

fashion: plaid shirts, hawaiian shirts, worn up jeans, boots, monochromatic sweaters, bottom-up shirts, hats.

                                                                                                             ╰        *           𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

                                ( tw: alcohol abuse, drug abuse, death, mentions of violence ) 

frank has always had anger issues and a kind heart.

he was a problem child/teenager, who constantly got suspended for a reason or another. his intentions were the best, but he didn’t go about it in the best ways.

it wasn’t uncommon for him to call teacher/authority figures out on being wrong/being hypocrites, start fist fights with school bullies, or even hurt people who wanted to hurt others. 

he wanted to help protect everyone who wasn’t able to protect themselves.

as soon as high school was over he became a policeman. his intention was to stop crime, to help the people in his town and to make sure everyone was fine.

his father died shortly after.

although he was able to help people with job, it didn’t help him. being exposed to the problems he did at work, having to face strangers who made the same mistakes again and again, only heightened his anger issues. 

frank tried dealing with his loss and anger in the worse possible ways: from then on finding him getting in bar fights of his own, drinking until he passed out, using drugs and opioids to forget about everything else became the norm. 

things only got a little better when he met the woman who became his wife. being able to start a family with someone he loved truly was the highlight of his life. it was the first time, ever since he was a kid, in which frank felt love and comfortable around someone. — the two of them had a child and for the few years that followed, everything seemed to be perfect.

being around her, though, didn’t fix his personal issues and a few years later, frank slowly started going back to his former habits. whenever there was something at work that bothered him or any negative feelings at all he had to deal with, he disappeared into a bar, not coming home for hours on end. 

his relationship slowly started to fall apart. arguments became more and more common. 

the day she asked him for a divorce was the worse day of his life.

what was before a bad coping mechanism for worse days, turned into a daily habit. frank coming into work hangover became the norm. his fame as the morally corrupt sheriff spread. the stench of alcohol and drugs now permanently attached to his one bedroom apartment.

all he’s wanted since the divorce was to be able to get her back. nothing else has mattered since.

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ex-wife ( connection !! on the main !! please !! i beg of you !! )

high school sweetheart

drinking buddy

a fuck buddy he’s been sleeping to forget about everything else ( he is bi. come at me with your babies pls )

someone who keeps getting in trouble for minor things and he keeps letting off the hook because his heart is weak

a bad influence

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ;; lonely nights lost to watching a game alone at the corner booth, scattered beer bottles across the room, cigarette smoke from a closed car door, desperately wanting something and not knowing how to say it

[hollowedsammy]

Hello, hello, everyone! My name is Susie, I am 21-soon-to-be-22, I live in the EST timezone, and this is the first of my two characters, Sam! If you’d like to plot, like this or IM me! This contains his basic info, backstory, info about what he’s currently up to, some misc. information, a small playlist, tropes that apply to him, and wanted connections. Yeah... I went a little hard.

☾  ↪  cillian murphy, male, forty, he/him.  ／  ❛  have you heard from samuel marx lately ？ yeah, the forty year old mechanic / drug dealer. pretty sure they’ve been here twenty years, and from what i’ve heard, sam can be kind of cynical  &  self-serving, but i caught them on a good day once, and they were pretty funny & clever. i’m probably overthinking it, but given all the crazy shit around here, i hope they’re okay. maybe they’re watching their favorite scary movie, i heard it’s child’s play.

trigger warnings: homophobia, parental/domestic abuse, self-harm, depression

BASIC INFORMATION

Full name: Samuel Joseph Marx

Nickname(s): Sam (everyone), Sammy (his mother, close friends, or significant others only)

Age: 40

Gender: male

Sexual orientation: bisexual

Birthday: January 12, 1956

Zodiac: Capricorn

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Personality type: ISFJ

Family: Joseph Marx (father, deceased), Serafine Marx (mother, deceased)

Criminal record: shoplifting (3 counts), underage drinking (2 counts), auto theft (1 count), fraud (2 counts), possession with the intent to distribute (2 counts)

TROPES

Beware the Quiet Ones

Cornered Rattlesnake

The Cynic

Deadpan Snarker

Don’t You Dare Pity Me!

Even Bad Men Love Their Mamas

I Just Want to be Loved

I Need a Freaking Drink

Lower-Class Lout

Not Good With People

Perpetual Frowner

The Runaway

Smarter Than You Look

The Snark Knight

Sour Outside, Sad Inside

When He Smiles

FIVE-SONG PLAYLIST

“The Mute” by Radical Face

“Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked” by Cage the Elephant

“Run Boy Run” by Woodkid

“The Kids Aren’t Alright” by Fall Out Boy

“Emperor’s New Clothes” by Panic! at the Disco

BACKGROUND

Sam was born and raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. He had a small family -- just him, and his parents. His father was a police officer, and his mother was a housewife.

Sam never got along with his father. Never. He can’t remember a single time that he didn’t entirely despise the man.

Joseph Marx was a corrupt cop, as well as an abusive husband and father. The Marx household was frequently filled with the sounds of slamming doors, screamed profanity, and glass breaking. While he frequently took his anger out on his wife, Sam quickly became Joseph’s favorite target.

Sam was also a favored target of other kids. An incident during which two older boys held him under the water instilled an unshakable case of hydrophobia in him, and he was often beat up when teachers weren’t around. Many said he brought it on himself -- what did he expect, when he was so obviously queer, dressed in such ratty clothes, acted so strangely?

Unsurprisingly, he developed delinquent behavior early on, and was frequently in trouble for cheating on tests, stealing other students’ possessions, skipping class, smoking, drinking, and stealing cars for joyrides.

Bullied at school and abused at home, Sam had few friends, and spent as much time as possible out of the house. He’d wander the swamps and streets alone, only occasionally having a companion with him.

Finally, when he was sixteen, Sam hit a breaking point. A terrible fight with his father led to Sam being thrown into the kitchen window. The glass shattered, cutting into Sam’s skin. His mother tried to help him get cleaned up, but Sam had had enough. That very night, he packed a small bag and snuck out the back door. He stole a truck from one of his neighbors, and hit the road, never to return to Baton Rouge.

Lacking any sort of plan, Sam wandered from town to town, making money via odd jobs, shoplifting, pickpocketing, purse-snatching, and selling dime bags of weed. He had his fair share of scrapes with the law -- even spending six months in a correctional facility when he was eighteen -- but always managed to worm his way out any long-term consequences. 

While in jail, Sam finally wrote to his mother -- now that he was eighteen, he couldn’t be forced to return to his family’s home, so he could assure her that he was alive. While he kept in contact with his mother from then on, Sam never spoke to his father again, and refused to ever return to Baton Rouge, even after his father was shot and killed in the line of duty.

ARRIVAL IN HOLLOWAY

Sam got to Holloway at the age of twenty. He only intended to stay for a couple weeks, long enough to make enough money to make a cross-country trip. The girl he was dating at the time went to school in Maine, and he wanted to go visit her.

When the first Hollow Man murder happened, a couple weeks after Sam’s arrival, he was nervous. When it became evident that there was a serial killer in Holloway, he started thinking maybe he should just say “fuck the money” and skip town altogether. However, before he could, the police were asking to talk to him.

It had been discovered that a couple of the deceased had bought drugs off of Sam a few times. While they hadn’t thought much about Sam at first, this caused the cops to look closer at him. Upon further digging, the investigators found that Sam was a drifter who had dropped out of school and run away from home, had a history of behavior issues, an ever-growing rap sheet, a brief stint in jail to his name, a skittish and antisocial air about him, and an obvious hatred of cops.

Yeah. It did not look good.

Sam was interrogated many times. His story never changed. He did sell weed to two of the deceased. No, he didn’t hurt them. He never even interacted with them beyond the sales. He was asleep at the time of the murders. No, no one can confirm that, he was alone. No, he doesn’t have a hotel room, he’s been sleeping in his truck.

Despite a lack of solid evidence or a motive, Sam was still a prime suspect for the first few murders, and he was told not to leave town. Knowing it’d look much worse if he ran, Sam decided to get a job -- partially because he was stuck in Halloway for the foreseeable future, and partially because he knew he might have to hire a lawyer soon. He eventually persuaded the local auto shop to hire him as a mechanic. (Accused of murder or not, Sam is damn good with cars.)

No official charges were ever brought, and eventually, another murder took place while Sam had a clear alibi, having been drinking in a local bar in full view of at least a dozen people all night. He got busted for having a fake ID, but at least he wasn’t an official murder suspect anymore.

Key word being official. Some suspected that Sam had an accomplice, and that the whole thing was a set-up to clear his name. Despite rumors, whispers, stares, and even a few people accusing him of the crime to his face, he always maintained that he never hurt anybody.

After being cleared, Sam intended to get out of town as soon as he could. But then, the girlfriend in Maine he’d been planning to go see dumped him... via postcard. It was the cherry on top of what had been a shitty few weeks.

Sam decided to stay for a little while until he figured out where to go next. He was rather enjoying having a steady paycheck for once, and it wasn’t like he had a plan. “A little while” eventually turned to twenty years.

NOWADAYS

Sam has now lived in a half-double in town for many, many years. It’s small, but he makes it work.

While most have probably abandoned the idea that Sam killed anybody, he’s still not exactly Mr. Popular in town. He’s known to be a sarcastic, self-centered dick, who has no respect for authority. (Some things never change.)

He still works at the auto shop. The original owner’s son runs it now, but Sam is the longest-standing employee, as well as the best mechanic.

Sam still hates cops. If he could refuse service to them, he would.

He’s still selling weed on the side (his boss looks the other way -- so long as Sam doesn’t get busted while at work, he doesn’t really care), and can be bribed into purchasing alcohol for underage students. However, he refuses to get mixed up in anything harder than that.

He mostly keeps to himself, and isn’t known to be particularly violent. If someone else attacks him, he’ll defend himself, but he rarely throws the first punch.

He’s been in an even more melancholy mood than normal lately, because his mother died last month.

He honestly thought the Hollow Man business was behind him. But now that a new victim has been found, he can feel people looking at him sideways again.

And, no matter how much he says he doesn’t care what other people think... he doesn’t like it at all.

MISC.

Sam’s sexuality is not public knowledge. He’s not ashamed of it, but he also wants to avoid harassment, so he’s only ever openly dated women. The only people who know are men he’s been with in the past, and maybe, maybe a very close friend.

Despite his dislike of people, Sam is quite fond of animals, and even adopted a stray cat he found a couple years ago. He’s named him Hecate, and he is quite possibly the ugliest cat in existence -- he has one eye, crooked fangs, and scratches everything that isn’t Sam.

Sam suffers clinical depression, but is in denial about how serious it actually is. It’s driven him to make some pretty damaging decisions, and he’s had a habit of burning himself with cigarettes since high school. The scars are all over his shoulders, arms, and stomach. 

Sam was -- and still is -- a frequent target of classism. Due to his lack of education and working-class background, many assume the worst in him, and many underestimate his intelligence. While he uses it to his advantage, he is irked by it.

It surprises people to learn that Sam is actually very well-read, and a talented actor. In another life, he could’ve joined a Shakespeare company. In this one, he reads passages aloud to himself when he’s alone.

Sam claims to hate... well, everyone, but he holds a special contempt for bullies and abusers. One of the only times Sam’s been known to instigate a fight is when he got sick of listening to a drunk guy catcall a woman walking by, and just decked him.

Sam still hates water, and refuses to go swimming -- on the rare occasions he has to go near the water, he won’t put his head under.

Sam has a pitch-black sense of humor. The Hollow Man murders are one of the few things he won’t joke about.

SUGGESTED CONNECTIONS

Someone who still believes Sam was or is the Hollow Man.

Related to the above, some of the younger characters have probably been told by their parents to stay away from Sam. Whether or not they listened is up to you.

Friend with benefits.

Exes.

Someone who has become aware of Sam’s depression and is trying to help him -- whether he likes it or not.

Unrequited crush (from either party).

And anything else you can think of!

[lainevs]

    okay i just want to start off by saying hello everyone ! i’m so freaking excited for this roleplay to finally start off you have no idea. overall just really excited for this roleplay because ? that means i get to play my baby lainey finally. but seriously, i’m super excited to be here ! i’m nina & below the cut you’ll get to know a little bit about my dear ol’ baby lainey.

( nina, twenty two, she / her ) WAIT, IS THAT cindy kimberly  WALKING THE STREETS OF PARIS ? OH NEVER MIND, THAT’S JUST lainey sedano, THE TWENTY FIVE YEAR OLD WHO’S KNOWN AROUND PARIS AS the enigma ! I’VE HEARD THAT THEY’RE PRETTY phlegmatic BUT ALSO PRETTY reticent. I WONDER HOW THEY LIVE UP TO THEIR EPITHET ? 

TW: death, drug use & alcohol mention.

↪  the sedano family.

lainey’s family is the definition of messed up. i’m going to start off by talking about her relationship with her father because i think that’s the most important relationship to talk about. so here we go.

james sedano is her father, people know him as the face of sedano hotels. as a child, lainey never had a good relationship with her dad. why ? because he resented the fact that his first born child was a female instead of a male. hard to overcome that kind of resentment right ? right. growing up lainey had always tried to show her father that she could be everything he needed in a child. but he wouldn’t give her the time of day. instead, he would force himself to stay later at his office instead of coming home & being a father to his only daughter.

talia sedano is her mother, the only light in her life that she’s ever really known. her mother cared for her no matter how hard her father pushed her to go cold toward her daughter. talia wouldn’t let up the fact that she knew that her husband hated their child. which was why talia would later on come to realize that james was no longer what she wanted in a husband. not someone who was controlling, verbally abusive, extremely distant & just overall an asshole. as a child her mother was the only thing she knew, her mother bathed her, shopped for her, cooked her home cooked meals and just showered her in love that she never got from her father.

later on around when lainey turned ten, she had come to realize that the reason why her father was spending late nights at the office was because he was cheating. so this is where things really went down hill for their family. her mother ? became closed off, wouldn’t give lainey the attention she needed due to the drugs she was pumping into her body. her mother died a year later of a drug overdose. this was the day that lainey’s life turned upside down.

her father wanted nothing to do with her so he did the one thing he could afford to do, sent her to an all girl’s private school so he didn’t have to deal with his daughter. instead he shipped her off, got married, had another child … ITS A BOY. this was another thing that made lainey resent her father in so many different ways. she hated the fact that her new brother would gain all the attention that she had wished she had gotten herself. instead … it was like she didn’t matter.

for the summers when she would come home from private school, her dad would ship her off to her aunt faye’s. her aunt faye became the motherly figure that she needed to stay sane. although, she wasn’t as proper & poised as she once was. when lainey turned sixteen this was when she really started to “grow up” or tried too anyways. she started partying, doing drugs & just becoming a complete miscreant. her aunt started to realize what was going on & suggested to lainey’s father that she get some help. but of course her father being her father, he didn’t give a rat’s ass that his daughter was going through some serious shit.

lainey went to rehab, got the help she wanted and never looked back after she was released.

↪  lainey sedano.

lainey might just be the sweetest yet most reserved person you will ever meet. she’s very closed off & has a hard time trusting those around her. but she tries the best that she can because she knows that she doesn’t want to be known as someone who is alone. being alone is her biggest fear. she is always craving attention, which is why she moved away in the first place. she moved because she wanted her father to realize that she COULD do this & she would make a living on her own & that she didn’t need him.

as a child, she was a totally different person from who she is now. she was sweet, innocent and a bit sensitive. but because of her cruel up bringing. but she’s had no issues getting through the ill interactions that she’s had with her father. for the longest time, lainey often blamed herself for the way she was treated. she thought she was weak &wasn’t tempered enough to stand up for herself. but that was FAR from the whole truth. the truth was, she was scared of him. which was something that took her YEARS to get over. as a child, she will forever be known as the “quite” one. a child who hardly spoke in school, but did what needed to be done to get through it. due to her personality before she grew up, this will forever be apart of her personality. she will always be a bit sensitive, innocent & have a bit of a sickly sweet side.

a question that is NEVER asked by those who look up to lainey sedano, would be — who exactly IS lainey ? she’s an unassuming, smart, cunning, cold, ruthless, petty, manipulative, carefree, self centered brunette who’s had her whole life mapped out since the age of eleven. behind her innocent suburbanite guise, she is a stone-cold girl. she has to balance her nurturing personality. lainey’s analytical mind has made her pretty detached from empathy & emotion. she sees the world as one large problem. she has very little concern for the people she may hurt or may have hurt in the past. but one thing she always does, is justifies her actions as being for the “greater good.” even though she has a cold exterior, on the inside she is a deeply disillusioned woman, who’s faith in the world & mankind has been completely shattered. her reason being what she had gone through with her mother & father. she’s had many opportunities knock on her door, that might’ve brought her happiness but she’s to jaded to embrace it.

even though the brunette can easily be described as the “ice princess,”  if you give her a little bit of time to defrost, you might be surprised with just how caring she could actually be. she gets a lot of her positive traits from her mother. however, her cold exterior was brought up due to a wall she had made for herself because of  her father’s relentless actions on she & her mother. she will always have a warmer & more caring side to her, but this side is only brought out if she truly TRUSTS you. even though, she may have a sarcastic tongue &  will always be the life of the party, there’s never a time where she wishes things were different. that she was different.

↪  wanted connections.

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[rdhqaurora-blog]

✦ * ·  ˚ hailee steinfeld & sixteen & bi-sexual   /   well, well, well, riverdales own aurora flores, fancy seeing you in pops, drinking a chocolate and strawberry milkshake with extra cherries. actually no, that’s a pretty typical rora thing to do. there’s been talk around town that they’re very loyal but yet so secretive ! but all i see when i look at them is a leather jacket with a serpent on the back, smudged eyeliner, long, thick dark hair in a messy bun,  cigarette smoke, and a van full of rowdy kids. riverdale is a chaotic town these days, let’s hope they’re not the reason why.

Under the cut you can find more information on this southside serpent.

name: Aurora Flores 

age: sixteen 

faceclaim: Hailee Steinfeld 

favourite food: tacos, burgers, cookies and cream ice cream  southside or northside ?: Southside 

if southside, neutral, serpent or ghoulie ?: Serpent 

living arrangements: Lives with her dad and siblings in the Sunnyside Trailer Park on the Southside. 

character traits ( 5+ ) negative + positive:

positive: loyal, adventurous, intelligent 

negative: secretive, hot-headed

favourite quote: ‘times are tougher but i am tough. i’ll be fine.’

favourite subject: english, math being her second favorite 

favourite book: to kill a mocking bird 

favourite music artist or songs: she is very much into old and classic rock, punk, and pop punk bands 

background information:

🌹  First of all, The Flores family is known as the family ‘that never seems to stop growing’ and one of the rowdier families of the Southside probably.

🌹  She is the oldest out of six children. Yes, six children. The birth order of her family is the following: Aurora (16 years old),  Nick (13 years old), Avery (10 years old), Serenity (7 years old), Liam (3 years old), and Rowan (2 months old).

🌹  She has never come from a life of privilege. Growing up, it was always too small of clothes. Too cold of nights. Too hungry of mornings.

🌹 A majority of her younger years consisted of moving around, quite a bit. She was never living in the same place for more than a few months to a year.  The places she grew up and lived in prior to Riverdale were not great by any means. They often consisted of a two bedroom apartment (if they were lucky) where Aurora would find herself sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag because her family couldn’t afford actual beds.

🌹   Her family was constantly getting kicked out of their apartments for failing to pay things on time and having too many late notices.

🌹   At one point, her family’s financial situation and parents addictions were so bad that she was basically homeless for almost a year; living out of the family van. She has dealt with temporary homelessness  before, but never for months at a time. They were lucky if they could spend some times at homeless shelters and such. There would be times she’d go days with eating full meals and the food she did have, she’d find giving to her siblings. So now, living in the trailer park feels like luxury.

🌹 Aurora was seven years old at the time, and this would be the point in her life where she realized she could not depend on her parents to provide for her. She’d have to do it herself, and for her younger siblings

🌹 She has learned to become a humble person and be thankful for the things that she does have. Even if it might not be much, she knows there is probably somebody way worse off than her.

🌹  Nobody knows for now that she was homeless at one point as a kid. It’s not like she’s ashamed of it, she just doesn’t want people to look down on her and take pity on her.

🌹 Officially moved to the Southside of Riverdale when she was 9.

🌹 To be quite frank, her parents are the type of individuals who should have never gotten married, nor have had any children. They had Aurora as teenagers, and would continue on the path of having children when they clearly cannot afford it.

🌹 For as long as she could remember, she has basically been the ‘motherly’ figure towards her younger siblings. She’s been the only person that her siblings could consider a parent. This is because both her parents have been addicts of their own (drugs/alcohol). Despite all of this, she truly loves her younger siblings and would do anything for them. She is so fiercely loyal to them and puts their needs above her own.

🌹  Throughout her childhood, her parents have had on and off custody of her siblings. CPS has had to step in and turn her family upside down more than once. With her mom being an on and off drug addict and her dad having drinking issues, it has only created chaos.

🌹  As of right now, her mom is currently not in the picture. She ditched her family shortly after the birth of her sixth child. Her dad’s drinking habits has increased due to her absence (they were under control for a bit, long enough for him to find stable work within Riverdale. Now, they are getting out of hand once more, him on the verge of loosing the job he currently has). Also, her dad’s anger has worsened and he has chosen to take it out on his oldest daughter. Currently no one knows about the abuse she is suffering at home and Aurora wants to keep it that way.

🌹  Aurora is actually extremely smart and a borderline genius. She has always done well in school without trying hard. It’s all come natural to her. She has a 4.0 GPA in school and her teachers have high expectations for her. But, even though she could get into some good colleges the thought of doing anything after HS doesn’t seem like a reality for her. She doubts she’ll be able to leave the Southside.

🌹   Aurora has found ‘creative’ and ‘different’ ways to make money for her family. This includes doing other people’s homework/writing papers for them, pick-pocketing, stealing, and doing some minor drug dealing. She is thinking about getting a ‘legit’ job though.

🌹 The Serpents have became the family she never knew she needed. She’s always been close to her southside neighbors and such, but eventually found herself joining when she was a young teen (age 14). She’s fully involved with them now and would do anything for her fellow Serpents. She is fiercely loyal to them and if they ever need a place to crash or need help, she can be found doing such.

🌹 She’s never ‘too’ fond of the Northsiders due to have always been judged by them due to her lack of money and large family.

🌹  She drives an extremely old and beat up ‘mom van’ that she named Clifford. She can be seen toting around her younger siblings in it with pride.

[nana-lew-rp]

I Know, Right? Whodathunk! || Pewdielew

It was happening again. And she was getting used to it. Shawna was sitting in the Gamma office, which looked like an extension of his room. She was tacking away at her laptop and doing spreadsheets and calculations. She originally volunteered her VP services to the Gamma house to help the school's budget and to do some research for her degree in project management.

"You guys bring in a lot of money. This is like the 3rd time this year you guys went over on community service hours and the 2nd with the budget," she whined, turning to the Swede.

"And what's the problem with that?" He asked indignant focusing on her.

"Ah, I dunno. How about when you gotta ask Theta for their extra money?"

"What do you even need the extra money for? Art supplies for your showcases?"

"No! We treat our whole house every year to a..um... ski-skiing trip," Shawna could explain that to officials, parents, hell- even her own family just fine. Right now, she struggled, something caught in her throat. A noise.

"A skiing trip?"

"It inspires us and we can- uhh..relax.." she trailed off.

"He told me he called you Ana since you first met, but the meaning changed after your first ski trip as vice president," Felix began, "He said it reminded him better of Anastasia Steel from Fifty Shades of Gray-"

"*gasps* He TOLD you that! He said he'd never tell anyone!"

"I'm not just anyone, Ana-" Felix couldn't finish before he had a pen flung in his direction.

"Look you two may be together and the Presidents of the houses, but..but.." Shawna began, getting frustrated and then looking at Felix, who seemed to be entertained by the fire he had lit inside of her.

"But...that's exactly what et means," Felix interjected, smirking devilishly, "I too get to go on those trips. And I get to give you a name. Cheer up, Ana. I'm very kind...at first. I really appreciate your hard work here but from what PJ told me you were fond of him. It just seemed interesting to me so I asked him why you two are like that and he told me to ask you if I felt so inclined. Why don't you take a break and talk about it?"

Shawna's shoulders dropped and so did her jaw. He was actually doing this, but she honestly felt better about him respecting her. She straightened herself and scratched the back of her hand, rolling down her sleeves and then took a deep breath.

I was sixteen.

Shawna had really liked Andrew and it was so out of nowhere. She and him had met over a book at their local library and simply agreed to read it together. From there, they had gotten to talking and a full year later he had asked her the question in front of her whole class.

She had never had so much kindness and romance showed to her before. He was even sympathetic to the times where she wouldn't speak, but back then she would just play it off like she had a throat infection. The infrequency of them made it seem like it, so she never brought it up. After about a year it would get old for Andrew and asked her parents what was wrong. Once he found out, he still couldn't wrap his head around her lying to him, but he put up with it.

Then, things got worse around seventeen.

Their playful antics were now full blown fights about her inability to fit in and how she didn't have any other friends. It wasn't true. She had friends. They were just online across the country. He claimed that didn't count. Her being pressured to have sex with him to the point that even his family turned a blind eye when she walked through the door to stay with him. He would force her to spend time at his house for weeks. He would simply tell them that she was fine and you know how young lovers are. Planned trips to places far as to stay off suspicion. Shawna knew he meant well. Shawna knew he loved her. Shawna knew it was going to be okay. She held her tongue and endured through another year and a half of being controlled, silenced, and pushed around.

If she was too sad, he'd leave her and ignore her knowing that he's all she's got. He became the cause of her silence, the lump in her throat staying for days. She lost her firsts to him- even her virginity. The night it happened was going fairly well as their "ok" days go until he started the fight about sex. She hadn't really been interested and he put their whole relationship on the line for it. Then-

She couldn't talk for weeks after that and took multiple showers a day just to think she could rinse off the memory. It just kept happening. Shawna put up with it. As long as it made them happy. They weren't fighting anymore, so maybe she was taking a little time to get over it. She never saw someone and would lie consistently to her friends(what little she had left that Andrew liked and trusted) and family; she would just try to talk to Andrew and he'd tell her how she felt or was supposed to feel. And if it fit and it came from someone she trusted, then it was okay, right?

Next thing she knew, they had been relying on one another, but only sexually. They would only work well and love one another when Andrew was in charge and Shawna was being the good girl she was supposed to be. This escape took over her whole life. Now those fun nights to spice things up were all they did, all that they talked about, all they wanted to do with one another. He would satisfy his sickest fantasies through her.

During one of their talks, because calm talks were hard to come by, Andrew explained everything about his childhood friend. She had known exactly who he was talking about and she had met her a few times. Then he said the most shattering thing to Shawna to date:

Look, I know we've been together for this long and I do love you...It's just, I grew up with Meghan and I just wanted to keep her close and made sure she knew that I cared. I had to make her believe I can be everything she wants me to be. And it worked! She really likes me for who I am. And she grew into herself so beautifully. Even more beautiful than you. So I just...wanted you to know that no matter what we go through. She's my end game. She's who I do all of this for. And with that being said, you will never be her. And you will never take her place. It's not like you can-anyway..

With such upset and frustration, Shawna understood and nodded carefully, tears streaming down her face and running her mascara. She really did know, but did he have to say it like that? Did he have to say it so far in?

Karma had a funny way of doing things. Even though Shawna had been not eating, not sleeping or never getting out of bed, and not going to school, she had taken to just being in her room. Finding comfort in the videos she made in secret to make herself feel better. For just a few hours, she forgot about Andrew. She forgot about Meghan. She forgot about all the things she endured. All the things she came to know, just to saturate herself in her imagination.  And it was while she was editing one of her videos that Shawna had gotten a call from Andrew's mother. She had explained how Andrew was at the hospital and was being admitted for mental health issues.

She never thought there was anything left in her to care for this..monster, but there she was driving to the hospital. But slowly. She didn't feel like driving like a maniac, especially since he's already been admitted. More importantly, she was angry with the reason why he had gotten admitted: Meghan had gotten into an accident with a drunk driver and was reportedly DOA. He had left his friend's house immediately to the scene of the accident and said nothing to Shawna. He claimed to be the girl's fiance so they would allow him to ride in the ambulance. Once they had made the call that she had died in the ambulance, Andrew had lost his mind and began threatening to jump out of the moving vehicle to join her if they didn't try harder to keep her alive. After the EMTs continued to explain that she was DNR upon her request as an organ donor, he was calm but he still contemplated suicide. He got out the ambulance and was immediately taken to get admitted and a psychological evaluation.  

It had really dawned on her that there was no real reason for her to go and check up on him, but she was trying to be hopeful.

"So what happened after that?" Felix asked, stunned in silence previously at how things went in a totally different direction, but he wasn't surprised. If she was here. The story was going to be intense.

"He ignored me and basically wondered why I had even come because I wasn't his girl, and it was off and on with abuse and ostracization until I came here. At first, he was healing and was still kinda sorta sweet but just wouldn't give me any energy whatsoever. No more being possessive or manipulative towards me to get me to do what he asked until he became my bully for the rest of our junior year together. I had to repeat my junior year because I didn't come to school or do my assignments. Same thing the first like 6 months of the Institute, but then I had met PJ and he made it feel like it was undoing everything he had done and it was working backwards," Shawna explained, "So when I told him I wanted to be his vice he said that I had to continue taking my medications, start going to therapy again and ask for help when need be and quit whatever craziness I was doing with Mitchell-"

"Who the fuck is Mitchell?" he cut her off.

Her face sank as she felt like those wounds were still new, but took a deep breath, "He went to either here or the Institute and him and I really weren't a thing but drugs were more his thing because he believed he didn't need to take his meds to get better, so one day I was blasted out of my mind because they were still figuring out my behavioural medications and like a dumbass I thought he'd stop me from taking his medications because I threatened to do it if he wouldn't take them...Yeah...PJ kinda stepped in at that point and got me all cleaned up and on a routine and someone to talk to."

"PJ..PJ made sure you got better. Wow..that...that's amazing because it really seemed like you were just very screwed in the head, but now I get it...And I'm sorry...So..what's going to happen at this year's ski trip?" Felix asked.

"Well, that's the funny part, he's very hardworking all year, so PJ said I get one day all day to do whatever I want with him. And after that it's just work and hang when we can," Shawna explained, "He explained that he had a soft spot but he's not ready to fully commit or even be with anyone right now, so it works in the meantime. And he taught me how to have healthy relationships by doing that, but he also turned me into a workaholic."

"Clearly," he chuckled, shifting and biting his lip then checking his phone, "He's a really alright guy, huh?"

"Yeah. I love him, but not like-love, but family love or something, but it's not incest?" she rambled. It made Felix laugh at her train of thought. Her cheeks started to turn pink and she covered her mouth, then cleared her throat as she addressed the Swede while checking her phone briefly, "Uhmm..ahem..Can I get this done? I think you have-wait- you're late to a meeting with PJ."

"Whahuh?" the other asked, not sure how he had gotten lost, but it was sinking in what PJ saw in her, and why he did what he did, "Uhm...Shawna?"

"Yeah?"

"How well can you multitask?"

"Pretty well. My record is six things..why?"

"Can you..come to take meeting notes for us? The school's cracking down and wants to make sure the meetings are getting things done for the houses...and this paperwork needs to get done while Cry's on vacation."

"Sure."

[deathcvrse]

◟ * ◊ ─  dylan o'brien + cis male + he/him » * believe it or not mason giordano is part of the resistance. they are 27 years old are known for spending their time around body cult. the hitman, who’s been a part of the group for 9 years, has been living in victoria his entire life. the people closest to them describe the bisexual scorpio to be +kind and +trustworthy as well as -cold and -selfish◝

hello everyone , i’m lorena , 19 & . i’m trash for video games . if ya got any questions in regards to my muses , or have ideas for connections don’t hesitate in messaging me !! i do have discord , if you’d like to plot over there - but i’m also fine with tumblr ims . anyways this is mason , i also play ursula & ernrique tho !! f ya wanna plot and stuff GIVE THIS A LIKE !!

GENERAL BACKGROUND + A FEW FACTS . TRIGGER WARNING: SUBSTANCE ABUSE , DEATH . - mason is originally from naples , italy , but moved to victoria when he was just a few months old . this is due to his father successfully landing a h-1b visa at a well known IT business . throughout his childhood mason lived with both of his parents , his siblings and his grandmother until he was sixteen . - it was no secret that the marriage between his parents was unstable , constant fighting - would not only lead his mother to become an alcoholic but also to having an affair with benito mancini . soon after , she would become pregnant and give birth to his first half brother , rocco mancini . a divorce would be filed , and his mother rosaline would marry benito shortly after . two years later she’d give birth to another son . - with his mother leaving at the age of 6 to be with another man , mason was left alone with his father . while mason missed his mother , he felt as if she preferred his younger siblings over himself . perhaps it had to do with how similar the younger boy looked to his father ?? - overtime he’d see the loving figure of his father morph into a monster . the heartbreak of losing his wife , mixed with the feeling of guilt , would soon lead to substance abuse . what would start with a one or two lines of coke a week , would turn his father into an addict . - at the age of fifteen , mason would lose his father . a bullet between his brows would be the indication of a murder . it was no secret that giovanni giordano had spent all his fortune in drugs . the death of his father would be what would push mason’s mother over the edge . continuously questioning why she never took mason in with her , and what he had to endure as a kid would be what caused her alcoholism to worsen . she’d soon be in and out of rehab . - shortly after the murder of his father , mason’s nan would win custody over him . he would be given a choice , to live with his nan or his mother , but a part of him refused to live with his stepfather and siblings . - due to the financial issues mason’s grandmother struggled with he joined the alliance . while he started of as a pawn , not even a year in he’d change positions and become a gunman . - overtime mason would slowly stop contacting his mother . he’d be hit with the feeling of guilt after her death in a drunk driving accident . the same year or her death mason would lose his grandmother to cancer . - in 2010 , enrique lothario would contact him to form part of the resistance , the night of the arson he quit the alliance and joined the resistance as a hitman , which he has been doing for 9 years .

GENERAL STATS . - name : mason giordano . - nicknames : mg , giordano , tba . - age : 27 . - sexuality : bisexual . - birthday : october 30th . - position within the reistance : the hitman . - scars : caused by weapons - one across the front of his neck , one on his abdomen . accidents - after breaking his wrist , when he was 13 he needed surgery , thus a scar that goes from his wrist slightly down to his forearm . - piercings : current : 2 rings on his left ear cartilage  . past : eyebrow piercing . - tattoos : a perfect rose encompassed by flames with esmerelda’s signature inked onto his back . a small cross inked onto the side of his right thumb . medusa inked onto his right shoulder with a snake embracing his upper arm , slowly connecting to THIS piece which is also inked onto his upper arm .  mason has a sailboat that is embraced by snakes , inked onto the inside of his bicep on his right arm . one can see a set of mermaids on that piece . on the right side of his right wrist he has a small moon . said snakes slowly travel down his skin until they reach his forearm , where they meet the inked piece of MICHELANGELO’S DAVID , slowly surrounding the perfect figure . on the back of his right arm he has written ‘dead end’ in bold capital letters right above his elbow . on his left arm , mason wears half a sleeve , where inked trees cover his forearm . GG inked onto the back of his neck sitting in between two wings , representing his grandmother’s initials . a small heart inked in the space between his collarbones and ‘ breathe ’ written out vertically in small capital letters on the side of his neck , each letter is spaced out . he has ‘ la pura verita ’ inked right below that same heart .

WANTED CONNECTIONS . - anyone he knows from high school . 0/? - anyone from the bianchi family he has close ties with . 0/3 - someone he gets his drugs from , a specific dealer maybe ?? 0/2 - anyone that was in the alliance with him in the past :  0/2 - a hitman he sees like a brother / sister . basically someone who understands how shit it is having to do the job . 0/2 - a drinking buddy , maybe they just hang out to drink their sorrows idk 0/2 - a partying buddy - yes , someone he simply goes and gets pissed with for the sake of having fun 0/2 - friends , frenemies , enemies . 0/? - past hook ups . 0/? this is self explanatory . - ex girlfriend 1 , see wc page on the main 0/1 .

[jogillenkerk-blog]

✮: ▹ someone in riverdale looks like MAIA MITCHELL but it’s just JOSEPHINE “JO” GILLENKERK. They were last spotted on the SOUTHSIDE and have affiliations with the serpents. She is  SIXTEEN and mostly known for their LOYALNESS  yet are known to be so SECRETIVE.

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Mun Info: s/sarah, 22, she/her

Name: Josephine “Jo” Gillenkerk

Age: Sixteen

Face Claim: Maia Mitchell

Birthday: April 2nd

Height: 5'6

Favourite Food: strawberry milkshakes, spaghetti

Southside or Northside: Southside

If a Southsider; Ghoulie, Serpent or Neutral: Proud Serpent

Character Traits: 3+ positive, 3+ negative: + loyal, adventurous, capataving  | - secretive, closed off, sarcastic

Favourite Quote: “she was like the moon, part of her was always hidden away”

Favourite Book: To Kill A Mockingbird

Favourite Musician/Band/Song: Never Lose Your Flames - Issues | she’s also really into old classic and modern rock

Favourite Movie: Breakfast Club & Fight Club

Backstory/Biography (I will probably add a bit more when I get the chance!)

🌹 She has never come from a life of privilege. Growing up, it was always too small of clothes. Too cold of nights. Too hungry of mornings.

🌹 Lives in the trailerpark in the Southside

🌹 To be quite frank, her parents are the type of individuals who should have never gotten married, nor have had any children. They had Jo as teenagers, and would continue on the path of having children when they clearly cannot afford it.

🌹  She is the oldest out of six children. Yes, six children. The birth order of her family is the following: Joey (16 years old),  Nick (13 years old), Avery (10 years old), Serenity (7 years old), Evan (4 years old), and Stella (8 months old).

🌹 For as long as she could remember, she has basically been the ‘motherly’ figure towards her younger siblings. She’s been the only person that her siblings could consider a parent. This is because both her parents have been addicts of their own (drugs/alcohol). Despite all of this, she truly loves her younger siblings and would do anything for them.

🌹  Throughout her childhood, her parents have had on and off custody of her siblings. CPS has had to step in and turn her family upside down more than once. With her mom being an on and off drug addict and her dad having drinking issues, it has only created chaos.

🌹  As of right now, her mom is currently not in the picture. She ditched her family shortly after the birth of her sixth child. Her dad’s drinking habits has increased due to her absence, leading him to become unemployed. Also her dad’s anger has worsened and he has chosen to take it out on his oldest daughter. Currently no one knows about the abuse she is suffering at home and Joey wants to keep it that way.

🌹   Jo has found ‘creative’ and ‘different’ ways to make money for her family. She’s grown to be quite the con-artist and scammer. She’s currently waitressing at Pop’s and pickpocketing/stealing/drug dealing.

🌹 The Serpents have became the family she never knew she needed. She’s always been close to her southside neighbors and such, but eventually found herself joining when she was a young teen. She’s fully involved with them now and would do anything for her fellow Serpents.

🌹 She’s never ‘too’ fond of the Northsiders due to have always been judged by them due to her lack of money and large family.

🌹  She drives an extremely old and beat up ‘mom van’ that she named Clifford. She can be seen totting around her younger siblings in it with pride.

[vcnusc]

hello it’s ur gal moose again !! i’m bringing the bitch back y’all w new face. if you want to plot HMU or LIKE THIS post and i’ll come to you !! more info abt this binch under the cut & u can peep her pinterest here. 

—— wait, that’s not DOVE CAMERON! it’s VENUS CARLISLE who identifies as CISFEMALE. a TWENTY year old JUNIOR and a VICE PRESIDENT of CHI DELTA GAMMA. VENUS is MANIPULATIVE, SOCIABLE and studying PSYCHOLOGY. will SHE even have time to do anything else? 

tw: illness, death, abuse, eating disorder & drug addiction !!

ok so !! venus grew up in nyc & she comes from money. her mom comes from old money whereas her father made his own fortune by being a cutthroat and cunning entrepreneur so her family has............a lot of money

her mom & her dad have 3 kids together (but her dad has a plethora of children from previous marriages) and she’s the middle child. she’s got an older brother, michael, who’s currently 25 and her younger brother dylan was born when she was 3.

none of the carlisle children were particularly close with their parents, who always seemed to be busy doing more important things than taking care of their children, but they’ve always been very close to each other.

illness & death tw !! the baby of the family, dylan, was diagnosed with brain cancer (medulloblastoma) when he was 8 years old and.....it was rly hard for the family as u can imagine. he was in and out of the hospital constantly, going through various treatments. sometimes they would work for a little while and sometimes they would do nothing. they found the best doctors they could and put a ton of money into surgeries and treatment for dylan but all the money in the world couldn’t save him and he passed away when he was only 13 years old.

venus adored her little brother so her whole world just........came crashing down around her after he died. she was hurting but no one wanted to talk about it. her parents basically avoided the entire issue, keeping themselves busy with work to avoid coming home to see an empty seat at the dinner table and an empty bed at night.

she didn’t rly get to experience her teenage years the way she should have bc she was a bit of a shut in after her brother died. she didn’t want to talk to anyone or go out shopping or go to parties or be with her friends. she was fucking depressed and she could barely get out of bed most of the time.

to this day she still is.....not fully comfortable with the death of her brother and she doesn’t like to talk about it. her parents forced her into therapy but she didn’t want to go so the bitch just gave up eventually. she still hasn’t really had the chance to properly grieve the loss of her brother and it’s fucked her up lowkey.

she kind of fell into a shitty crowd in high school, which was quite a shock to the people that knew venus. she used to be this cute happy little girl with nothing but love to give but......she lost that p quickly when she realized how unfair life was.

drug use tw !! she was only sixteen when she started using drugs and drinking heavily. it provided an escape from the reality she found too painful and shitty to bear. she’s tried just about anything you can think of at least once, but her preferred drugs of choice are cocaine and mdma. it wasn’t long before she couldn’t go a day without getting high or itching for her next fix. she went to rehab for her coke problem for the first time when she was 17 but she started using again almost immediately as soon as she got out. she is......basically a shame to her family & they avoid talking about this issue at all costs, choosing to pretend it doesn't exist

she kind of cleaned up her act a bit in her senior year of high school. not in the sense that she drank or got high less, but she kind of ditched the skid crowd to hang out with all of her old friends again. it was all a cover though, to make it seem like she had gotten better and she was healthy and happy again when really.............she was more depressed and miserable than ever.

abuse & eating disorder tw !! it was at this time that she started dating the love of her life, jackson. she felt head over heels for him almost instantly. he was charming and handsome and kind and anything anyone could hope for in a boyfriend. but their relationship was only perfect from afar and eventually at some point during their relationship, jackson revealed that he wasn’t exactly the person she thought he was. he was controlling and manipulative. he wouldn’t let venus do or wear certain things and he’d constantly be checking her phone and social media. he was....pretty much in control of her life and because he had her utterly convinced that he was the only person who would ever love her despite how fucked up she was, she fell into the trap and let him do all that stuff. even when he hit her and started fights she still stayed, partially because she was afraid of what he would do if she left and partially because she believed everything he told her. the subtle emotional abuse was one of the factors that led to the development of an eating disorder.

they had a plan to go to college together and move in with one another but he ended up dumping her right before graduation, leaving her a wreck tbh. buT once he was gone she realized how awful he was, something she was blind to before

in her attempt to leave everything from new ny life behind, she chose to go to school in hawaii to be........far away from everyone and everything

okaY that was a lot but....here’s some more abt just her personality

she’s sad as fuck truly

definitely NOT a nice girl. doesn’t want to get close to anyone unless she has to?? and when she does get close to ppl it’s usually so she can manipulate them in some way or bc she wants to Use them

keeps “friends” around to make her feel wanted and important and make her feel better about herself

rough around the edges. no time for fuck boys but at the same time.........would probably fuck anyone because she wants to be wanted LMAO

like she is very outwardly aggressive & annoyed when ppl hit on her but then will text them at 2am to be like come over

10000% a party bitch. catch her getting fucked uP at every single party

will talk to anyone but also....still hates most ppl

some more info !!!!

she rly doesn’t need to be in school ??? like she doesn’t need a career bc she’s got money from her parents. she doesnt even give a fuck about psychology but.....she figured might as well go to college anyway

doesnt care if she does well she’s just here to fuck around and party

what she actually rly loves is music!!!!!! she has a very lovely singing voice and can play a couple of instruments. she started writing music as an outlet after her brother died & it’s just been something she’s been in love with ever since. lowkey tho

she always looks...........amazing tbH. the last thing she wants is for ppl to see how dead inside she is so she’s always dressed to the 9s. perfect makeup, flawless hair, killer outfit, sky high heels, u know. you’ll never catch her in sweatpants or with a single hair out of place

she’s on the cheer squad & she plays volleyball!!!!

loves yoga & does a lot of pilates as well. she’s fit af but......lowkey thinks her body is disgusting lmao

rly doesn’t believe she is worthy of love so she’s just.........out here trying to have a good time and pretend everything is a-okay even though she is.............................still dying inside sahfdjskfjd

wanted connections!!!

everything tbh. a REAL friend, maybe. exes, fwbs/hook ups, people she manipulates, ppl she parties with, a drug dealer, enemies, fake friends, i want it All.