#aspens biography

[tastesmes]

hey, isn’t that SAVANNAH CLARKE, who looks a little like SADIE STANLEY? i hear SHE is a TWENTY FIVE year old CIS WOMAN who works as a WAITRESS @ UNCLE SAM’s DINER who has been in town for TWO WEEKS. they AREN’T a member of one of aspen creek’s founding families. you can usually find them at WILLOW STREET or THE COZY NOOK CAFE. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of HALF PACKED SUITCASE ALWAYS BY THE DOOR, CRUMBLED BUS TICKETS, A FLICKERING NEON SIGN BUZZING FAINTLY IN THE DISTANCE, HOMESICK BUT NOT KNOWING WHERE HOME IS. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through!

BIOGRAPHY

triggers: drug addiction, mentions of verbal abuse, foster care.

her life had always been tragic. a father who disappeared right after she was born, a mother who constantly made a pledge to stop steering down the wrong path — only to make those sharp turns away. on and off, it’s what she did. looking at her kids, a promise to be better but never actually keeping it. at least savannah has her old sibling. someone who made their life feel a little less like hell. she depended on them. looked at them the way she should’ve been looking at her mother; a parental figure. a caretaker. a sibling. light in all the darkness.

only that light disappeared one day. sav's last memory of them being a smile as they walked out the door — an unspoken promise that they’d be back .. only to never return. at first, this seemed like the wake up call her mother needed. her oldest child missing, desperately wanting them back home but as the years went on— no answers— things only got worse. sav no longer had someone to lean on, to shield her from what was really going on. day and night, dealing with her mother and having to deal with the verbal lash outs.

then came the time when she was removed from the house. word finally getting around about what was going on behind closed doors and with no other family, savannah was placed into the foster care system. it only hurt more to see that her mother hardly put up a fight and solidifying her biggest fear: her mother didn't love her. not like she did her older sibling. there was no fight for her back, no attempt to try to get better. only a woman who could barely look her daughter in the eye as she was dragged away.

bouncing from home to home, each home worse than the last became the new norm. sav began to fold into herself with every house she went through. there was no attempt to make friends, no trying to please the foster parents of the month. gone was the sweet little girl who tried and in her place was a child who became known as a problem. a troublemaker. having a poor attitude, picking fights, not taking up chores or doing her best at school.

by eighteen, she obviously was never adopted and never found a family that could picture having savannah apart of their life. thus, leaving her to fend for herself. she had no goals, no clue what her next steps were and decided to merely do something she's never done before — travel. by her own means. she took up multiple part time jobs, saving up money and eventually saved up enough money to begin her travels.

there was never a destination in mind. constantly hopping onto buses or trains, and going wherever felt right at the time. every destination she'd stay a couple months in a motel, or temporarily roommating while working a simple part time job and experiencing whatever this town or city had to offer. though, the issue was — savannah never felt as though there was a place that ever felt right. no place that made her feel like it could be a place where she could live forever. on top of that, sav always felt the urge to run whenever people got too close. when growing up and never understanding what it means to be loved, she'd pack up and leave whenever she feels like people are getting to close for comfort. her walls built so high and has no idea how to allow herself to let them down.

MISCELLANEOUS

to be announced.

[meaningofheartford]

hey, isn’t that GRAHAM 'GRAY' NOVELLO, who looks a little like LUKE PASQUALINO? i hear HE/HIM is a 34 year old CIS MAN who works as a GALLERY MANAGER and ART INSTRUCTOR who has been in town for A LOT OF HIS LIFE. they AREN’T a member of one of aspen creek’s founding families. you can usually find them at SUNNYVALE COMMONS or WILLOW CREEK GALLERY (where he works). if you ask me, they remind me a lot of coffee cups on a art covered desk, vintage cameras, fresh herbs in the kitchen, rustic pasta dishes and old-world charm. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through!

FULL NAME: Graham Perry Novello NICKNAME: Gray DATE OF BIRTH: 19th September 1990 AGE: 34 BIRTHPLACE: Aspen Creek, North Carolina GENDER: Cis Man PRONOUNS: he/him OCCUPATION: Artist and Gallery Assistant, Art Class Instructor EDUCATION: Art Degree from New York School of Visual Arts FACE CLAIM: Luke Pasqualino

BIOGRAPHY

Graham, affectionately known as Gray, was born in Aspen Creek, North Carolina, to Italian parents from Sicily and Naples. Though he grew up in pretty Aspen Creek with his parents, he has a large extended family in Italy, whom he remains very close to and visits often. Gray’s parents, Maria and Richard, were teenagers when he was born, marrying a year later. His mother is a kindergarten teacher, and his father owns a construction company. At 18, Gray's parents had his much younger brother, James. Supported and deeply loved, Gray had a stable, joyful childhood and often spent his holidays with grandparents and cousins in Italy.

Gray is a social and talkative person, making friends easily and charming those around him. Always encouraged by his parents to pursue his passions, Gray grew up confident, sometimes coming across a bit spoilt, but he has a good heart. Though he can be emotional and is known for a somewhat short temper, he is quick to apologise and dislikes upsetting others. Gray’s deepest love has always been his art; since childhood, he’s carried a sketchbook and camera everywhere he goes. As a teenager, he poured his creativity into set design for school plays and actively participated in the photography club. Excelling in academics, he earned a place at the New York School of Visual Arts.

After completing his degree, Gray spent time travelling across Europe, Australia, and parts of the U.S., searching for artistic inspiration and exploring the world through his camera lens and drawings. He eventually settled in Italy for a few years, where he worked at his uncle’s restaurant and lived with his cousin. During this time, he took a part-time job at a gallery, which only solidified his passion for art. Gray also worked as a freelance graphic designer, creating logos, illustrations, and photography for various events. In his late twenties, he decided it was time to return to his hometown of Aspen Creek.

Now 34, Gray works as a manager in a local gallery and museum in Aspen Creek. He also runs art classes at the gallery, where he teaches students of all ages and skill levels. Gray lives in a nice apartment near the gallery and is often out enjoying food and drinks with friends. A dedicated foodie, he loves cooking, a skill he learned from his mother, and often takes charge in the kitchen. An organised person, he can’t stand mess, a quirk his friends and family have come to accept.

Gray loves being close to family again and spends a lot of time with his parents and his now 15-year-old brother, James. Energetic and full of life, Gray is constantly on the go, but as he gets older, he dreams of finding someone special, hoping to build a future and settle down, ideally, to have the lasting love his parents share.

[shiiiksa]

hey, isn’t that CATHERINE “CATE” COHEN, who looks a little like NAOMI WATTS? i hear SHE is a FIFTY TWO year old CIS WOMAN who works as a INTERIOR DESIGNER & BUSINESS OWNER OF “SKIN BY CATE” who has been in town for 50 YEARS. they ARE a member of one of aspen creek’s founding families. you can usually find them at MAPLE GROVE or LA BELLA VITTA. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of GOLDEN HAIR LIKE LIQUID SUNLIGHT, EXTRAVAGANCE IN FORM OF A SMELL, RED-TINTED SMIRKING LIPS, THE SMOOTHNESS OF A PEARL NECKLACE, FINGERS ADORNED IN SPARKLING RINGS. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through!

tw: infidelity.

cate's biography.

Catherine “Cate” Cohen was born Catherine Ann Lenoir into a humble farming family, that has worked under the Danes family for years now. At just two years old, she moved to Aspen Creek. With a deep appreciation for her upbringing, Cate blossomed into a determined young woman.

In high school, she met Benjamin Cohen, the man she believed to be her soulmate. Their whirlwind romance led them to marry shortly after graduation, eager to build their lives together. By twenty-three, Cate welcomed twins, soon followed by their youngest child. From the outside, their family life seemed idyllic, marked by lively dinner parties and social gatherings in their gated community. However, beneath the surface, Cate silently suffered with her husband’s increasing distance. As Ben entered the realm of politics, the pressures of expectation pushed by his own father began to take a toll on their marriage.

Determined to maintain her sense of self, Cate channeled her energy into her career as an interior designer. Inspired by her mother’s nurturing spirit, she balanced work and family life, striving to create a loving environment for her children. As a non-Jewish spouse in the Cohen family, she often faced subtle prejudice, referred to as a “shiksa” at gatherings. Yet, she embraced the term, using it as a badge of resilience in the face of her mother-in-law’s disdain. Ben’s mother never liked her, but Cate loved him and was willingly to see things through for the sake of their love.

Cate’s world shattered when she discovered Ben’s affair. The emotional fallout was devastating; their already strained relationship crumbled under the weight of betrayal. They were barely speaking at the time, since Ben was always busy and Cate had decided to pour her energy into her work, launching a skincare line focused on older women. She had hoped for reconciliation, believing that their empty nest would allow them to rediscover each other and fall back in love. Instead, she was left heartbroken as she watched Ben move on without her. The backlash was major and she was actually happy to see him suffer for once. 

The facade of the perfect mayor’s housewife began to crumble. Years spent trying to gain acceptance and approval evaporated, leaving her to confront the reality of her situation. Yet, through the pain, Cate remained unwavering in her love for her children, becoming a devoted grandmother to her only grandchild and supporting her son in his own betrayal. She’s essentially becoming the Deb Scott of Aspen Creek and we’re yet to see how that will all unfold. 

In a community that had once celebrated her, Cate now stands on the precipice of reinvention, determined to reclaim her identity and find joy in the chapters yet to come.

cate's wanted connections.

best friends & close friends. I’d love a group of close knit friends for her, the people that really had her back during those rougher times as she rebuild herself.

neighbors Anyone that lives in Maple Grove!

drinking buddies You know that woman has been with a glass of wine in hand since the scandal was released so anyone that can keep that energy going with her.

enemies Anyone that dislikes her!

friends to lovers Something kind of like Lorelai and Luke. The slow burn she needs as she regains her confidence in love.

friends with benefits / one-night stands A girl has needs!

clients Can be from her interior designer or skincare business!

anything!!

[wildereader]

My current favorite place to go read is this cemetery near where I live, and it was finally nice enough on a day I had off from work to spend an afternoon there! Aside from the flies and caterpillars that would NOT leave me alone, it was lovely. Amidst the headstones and forget-me-nots, I spent my time reading two books: a few poems in the recently-published collection This Is the Honey: An Anthology of Contemporary Black Poets, which I am adoring so far, and the biography Chasing Beauty: The Life of Isabella Stewart Gardner.

Cemeteries have always been a favorite spot of mine. They’re in nature, they’re peaceful, and they’re beautiful. I always enjoy spending time in them.

The poem I took photos of is one of my favorites so far in the anthology— “Fruitful” by Evie Shockley. Full text under the cut (and in photo ids):

"Fruitful" by Evie Shockley you grow my garden. no, you are                     the whole of it: the beds of zinnias,         tiger lilies, begonias, petunias, in all                               their taken-for-granted variety :: irises waving purple flags from the tops                     of long stalks :: daffodils and violets by         the bushel, rhododendrons and azaleas                               by the bush. you are the greenhouse in the western quadrant, the rainforest                     inside, and the delicate herd of orchids,         strange by stranger, each out-thriving                               the other. not just lovely, you’re the courtyard, central, complete                     with benches for contemplating         the round, still pool, an eye gazing                               back at the ones looking down. you’re the meadow of tall grasses that hide                     everything but the sound of the stream ::         the arched boughs of the peach orchard,                               the rows of beans, corn, greens, gourds, the root vegetables, the parsley, sage,                     rosemary, and chives, oregano, basil,         and, yes, all the thyme in the world.                               you’re the stand of aspens waving me on :: the grove of willows that arc                     and cascade, but never weep :: the oaks,         maples, and birches encircling the verge.                               here, i become my best self, i exist at peace with birds and bees, no knowledge                     is denied me: i eat the apple, speak         with the snake, and nothing as obnoxious                               as an angel could oust me from this soil, the plot where the best of my stories                     has its genesis, and finds its end.

[stayhiro]

❮ 𝙷𝙸𝚁𝙾  ❯  ━━ ( hiroshi mori . ex ferryman turned budding tattoo artist at ink riot . thirty. ) just your average frustrating to death stubborn ass with good intentions 🌊✒️ information HERE, plots/connections HERE.

written by a pile of ❮ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ❯ 🦴.

STAT BLOCK

FULL NAME.    hiroshi miro ALSO KNOWN AS.    hiro, stubborn ass, stayhiro on social media AGE.    30 ZODIAC.    taurus GENDER.    cismale PRONOUNS.    he/him/his ORIENTATION.    demiromantic, chemistry based (historically feminine preference, presumed heterosexual) RL STATUS.    single / it’s complicated OCCUPATION.    ferryman tattoo artist LIVING.    sunnyvale commons, aspen creek, nc FAMILY.    haruto mori (biological father, naval officer, fisherman, deceased), tiffany mori (biological mother, retired teacher),  sofia cross (step-mother, hospice worker), dylan cross (step-brother, student) RL HISTORY.    current ⸺ n/a    former ⸺ wanted connection (ex-fiancé), wanted connection (on/off ex) PET(S).    potato (dusty tan/white shorthair cat)

PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE

losing a battle with his caffeine addiction

much gossip (especially with family, regulars to his shop and friends or friends of friends) surrounding his separation with his fiancé a few years or so prior.

amateur mr. fix-it, will attempt to fix anything for anyone if they ask nicely enough about it (even if he fusses and complains about how it troubles him, he just does it anyway lmao)

a proper outdoorsman and a surprisingly decent cook

became a tattoo artist within the last 4~ years, still perfecting his craft.

very modest and self effacing about his art. still learning to let himself love his art, rather than consider it a waste of his time

self-sacrificing, self-sabotaging and stubborn to death

MISCELLANEOUS

VIBES + AESTHETICS ⸺ strong coffee, calloused hands/bruised knuckles, rolled up sleeves, gray sky drizzles, looking away to disguise a smile, well-worn/loved clothes, doesn’t believe in good luck, intimate matching tattoos, bonfire smoke from damp wood, smudged graphite pencil sketches, unstyled hair, unsent text messages, bickering as a sign of affection, beach sand, sacrifice for those you love, too sweet and too spicy foods, “don’t worry about it”, sudden subtle tenderness, stubborn to death, salt of the earth, crumpled up paper

MOODBOARD ⸺ here.

sacrificed his dream for his families peace of mind for a long time. now he feels massive guilt about finally choosing himself, and second guesses the decision every day

he chose to become a tattoo artist rather than a fine/traditional artist because he enjoys the idea of his art becoming a part of someone

more talkative and affectionate when drunk (which is why he tells most people he doesn’t drink and avoids it when he can)

daily boxing and jogging/running in his downtime

hot and cold in romance, messy and miserable ex

his favorite color is gray and stormy blue

STRENGTHS ⸺ thorough and capable, efficient, uncompromising, principled, tender, attentive, notable ability to soldier on, security seeking and offering, generally mellow.

WEAKNESSES ⸺ perfectionistic, incorrigible, stubborn, somewhat argumentative, reluctant to open up, must have the last word, slightly petulant, at times avoidant.

LOVE LANGUAGE(S) ⸺ acts of service, physical touch

BIOGRAPHY

( cw  ;  brief/vague mention of parental death )

The Mori family lineage comes from the sea. Salt in their veins, eyes steady like the horizon. A third generation Japanese-American, third generation sailor, born and raised by the seafront, and toiled to stay there. Hiroshi didn’t always plan to fall into line with the rest of the men in his family. When he was a kid, he wanted to venture off into the world, to some big city; to be his own boss, a big name artist who has art in museums, and his art on the cover of magazines. But little by little it was chipped off of him like worn paint. His families disapproval, the way his dream tore his mother and father’s marriage apart. Always fighting over where he belonged in the world. dreams aren’t worth it when they disappoint and devastate those around you, he decides. Right out of high school, he works with his father; a fisherman with the Sawyers, long time friends of the family, diligently. A young boy amongst the men of the sea. He never went on to college like most of his friends, and any art he did was only in his free time. And he might have stayed that way forever. In a perfect world, being a simple fisherman would have been enough for him, enough to make his family proud. He could continue being a simple, salt of the earth man, to take care of his ailing father and sweet mother. Continue seeing them day in and out, to work with the Sawyers. He found himself a love, a light of his life that functioned as a lighthouse (wc). She kept him grounded, she helped him forget just how unhappy and stagnant he felt. He poured so much of his unhappiness and discontent into her, and she soaked it up like a sponge. And when his fiancé then clearly would never stop asking him to finally follow his dreams, to let his father’s wishes for him go and be who he wants to be, he shrank away from her. He called off the marriage, he called off his heart. His father was elderly, the Sawyers were happy with his contributions. He didn’t want to be happy at the expense of others. So he let his love go. And he stuck to his guns.  But when his father passes away a few years later, it rocks his world. His old man died proud of him, Hiro can at least say that much for himself. But… what else is there? He can’t admit out loud that his ex-fiance is right, but he feels it in his heart. Now that he’s let the love of his life go, he can finally admit it– years late but better than never. He can admit his ex-fiance was always right.  His heart had been empty, his eyes tired, his dreams forever washed to the wayside. He can’t do it anymore. He puts in his resignation only a year after his father dies. At the age of 25, Hiro finally gives himself permission to be the man he wants to be. He presents his work to museums, he posts it online, he even goes to the ink riot to train and put himself into art. He’s a late bloomer, but he’s still attempting to let himself be happy. A difficulty. His greatest enemy is himself. Every time his mother calls with that sad, disappointed voice, every time he sees the Sawyers, he second guesses himself. Is the work he does now any more important than what he was doing before? No, but it feels better, it frees his soul. Even still…There’s a conflict within him, between his nature and his desire.

[therainroguedoodles]

Aspen Drops (Mugen ♾️ Drops)

Family info

♾️ Age: 23

♾️ Date of Birth: February 28th

♾️ Sign: Pisces

♾️ Parents: Melinda (mother) / Unknown (father)

♾️ Siblings: Lucien (younger brother) / Akito (younger brother)

♾️ Partner: -

♾️ Children: -

♾️ Occupation: Drops Clan Leader / Bookstore Employee

♾️ Likes: Cats, fishing, rain

♾️ Dislikes: Spiders

♾️ Biography: Aspen is the current leader of the Drops clan, though no one knows how or why she was chosen. No one does anything without her approval and they often come to her for advice or if they have a problem. Her younger brothers look up to her and often confide in her with their problems. She is a lover of the rain and has a strong connection to cats - even strays!

♾️ Note: Aspen is the first drop I ever made and I was just messing around, but she spawned an entire family! She is based off of me, of course, and I love her c: I hope you do, too!

[multi-royalty]

NEW MUSE : ASPEN WINTER

Aspen is a the 100 original character created by me, more info being added below to be added to my carrd later!

BIOGRAPHY:

Aspen is a member of Lexa's Trikru, she works closely with the commander herself and has done so since Lexa had ascended, the two had been close when growing up among the clan, however there had been many attempts to keep the separated due to Lexa's heritage (the night blood). Both of Aspen's parents are dead, killed by the mountain men at mount weather during failed reaper transformations when she was fourteen years old. She was always a smart and outgoing child, and had been no stranger to the mountain men attacks. They had risen drastically during her generation and many of her clan had been lost to the reapers. Aspen had always excelled in hunting and combat despite her parents not always supporting the 'blood must have blood' ideology, Aspen knew that in order to be truly seen by the clan that she'd need to support in ways that stood out and were recognisable.

Trikru vs Skaikru - the alliance:

Despite Lexa's willingness to put her trust into Clarke and Skaikru itself, Aspen stayed quiet on opposing opinion. She took a lot longer to convince that Skaikru came in peace, merely wanting to survive on the lands that were brand new to them. Aspen silently thrived on order and communication so when a new clan had quite literally fallen from the sky, this was something that had her wires crossing. Eventually however, Aspen does come around and supports the idea of an alliance with skaikru, she admired their technology and aspired to learn more for hersef.

BASIC INFO:

Full Name: Aspen Winter Age: 22 Date of birth: 26th November 2129 Gender and Pronouns: Female / she / her Face Claim: jennifer lawrence Appearance: Long brown wavy hair and blue eyes Height: 5'9 Species: Human (grounder) Occupation: defender of the commander Sexuality: demisexual

VERSES:

are yet to come but will be written out on my carrd. For now she is to remain within the 100 universe and I shall see on branching out in the future!

[sadeshacklebolt]

"Where's the fire, what's the hurry about? You better cool it off before you burn it out"

BASICS

name : sade adanna shacklebolt

nickname/s: shay.

age: 27

birth date: 29 June 1952.

zodiac: cancer

wand : 10" Aspen Wand with Unicorn Hair Core.

Gender & Pronouns - cis female, she/her pronouns

Sexuality - heterosexual

Relationship Status - Single

Occupation : desk clerk at the department of international magical cooperation.

Affiliations - order of the phoenix

Aesthetic: a ticking clock, the itch to succeed, a warm fireplace, the smell of talcum powder, a storm battering against the window, the hums of a soft lullaby.

APPEARANCE

hair colour : black hair

eye colour : brown

height: 5'7

piercings: earlobes.

tattoos : a small star on her left wrist.

FAMILY

parents: nathaniel adewale shacklebolt (father) , yetunde ‘dea’ shacklebolt (mother)

siblings: kingsley sijuwade shacklebolt (older brother)

children : jasper kingsley shacklebolt ( five years old)

MAGIC

Blood Status - pureblood

House - slytherin

Patronus - rabbit

Boggart - the deceased body of jasper.

biography

Eager, that was always the word that best described Sade Shacklebolt’s arrival into the world. On June 29th 1952, Sade Shacklebolt was born almost two months before anybody was expecting her arrival. From her first breath, Sade was determined to make her parents work for her approval. A harsh record scratch of an infant, when compared to her older brother. As a young toddler, Sade often kicked up a fuss anytime Nathaniel or Dea did something to upset or anger her.

One person who had a knack for soothing Sade was her older brother, Kingsley. Where he went, Sade could be guaranteed a few steps behind, a smaller footstep than his but one that she always wanted to fill. From a young age, Sade admired her older brother. Her eyes watching in awe at how Kingsley handled situations, even as a young boy. Where Sade flew off the handle, Kingsley was calm, a skill that Sade could never quite master.

An adventurous young girl, Sade typically found herself in hot water on the Shacklebolt residence and surrounding areas. Situations that Kingsley often had to pull her from, he was her support system and the one person who could see beyond the tantrums and stubbornness that typically resulted in a scold from her parents.

On the afternoon of his departure for Hogwarts, Sade was devastated. Her nine-year old self tried to take a few steps closer to the train after him. Only for her father to grab her hand and keep her firmly by his side. Saying goodbye to her best friend with nothing but a hug and a few waves as the train drifted from the platform.

No longer did Sade have somebody to glance towards during their parent’s discussions about the decline of Britain’s magical community. Discussions that made Sade highly uncomfortable, the ideology of hating somebody just due to the nature of their blood seemed harsh and cruel. Before, Sade’s eyes would have searched for her brother to give him a knowing look across the table for the two years prior to Hogwarts, Sade’s eyes remained firmly on her plate.

The two years before her own departure to Hogwarts seemed to drag. Patience was never Sade’s virtue and time never seemed to move quick enough for the young girl’s aspirations. June 29th 1963, Sade remained awake for the full twenty-four hours, anxiously awaiting the arrival of her own Hogwarts letter. Nathaniel and Dea, once again disappointed, that their youngest child did not receive an acceptance to Uagadou.

However, Sade was relieved of this. Seeking nothing more than to join her brother on the Hogwarts Express in the upcoming September. The excitement of her Hogwarts years was short-lived.

Sparks of ambition were received by the sorting hat the very second it was placed upon her head. As clear as day, the hat proclaimed, “Slytherin.” Her hopes to reside in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor were crushed in a very second. Sade Shacklebolt cried herself to sleep that first night in the Slytherin dormitories, hopeful that her fellow classmates would not hear.

Her parents were elated, sending letters of congratulations about receiving admission into Slytherin house. Nathaniel and Dea concluded that with a lot of the fellow Slytherins being members of pureblood society, that Sade would find close friends with similar mindsets to their own. How wrong they would be.

Sade kept her head down for the first few years, focusing on her studies and trying to mingle with classmates. Sade managed to ignore the demeaning conversations at mealtimes about students who did not possess pureblood heritage. The cruel assumptions and bitterness made Sade’s blood boil until one day in her third year, they bubbled over.

Sade, a confident dueller, opened up a duel with one of her housemates after overhearing a younger student being called, ‘a mud-blood.’ The duel ended with both battered, and bloody and with a particularly scathing howler for Sade the next morning.

It was safe to assume that Sade wasn’t pleasantly welcomed in her common room following this incident. Not that it was much skin off of Sade’s teeth. Much preferring the close circle of friends with a similar mindset that she had attained over her school years.

Academically, Sade was gifted. History of Magic and Charms were her two strongest fields, with a deep interest in the political epicentre of the Wizarding community. With a quick tongue, and a fierce determination and stubbornness to prove people wrong. Sade dreamed of joining Wizengamot upon graduating. A prospective career that delighted her parents.

Upon graduating, things seemed to be on track. Garnering a position a few months after Hogwarts, shadowing a member of the Council of Magical Law. This was an assignment that thrilled her. A role that made her feel like she was making a difference in a world that felt so convoluted with darkness, hatred, and war. It was this desire that caused her to reach out to her brother, with a request to join the growing Order of the Phoenix. Sade wanted to be on the right side of history, and she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

For the three years that Sade held this position, it was undeniable that her parent's preferred her more desk-based role to Kingsley's position as an Auror. A ridiculous sentiment, Sade couldn't help but think as she typically beamed with pride as she thought of her older brother's position.

The pride of her parents only lasted so long. As one night in 1973, Sade was introduced to a handsome American man in the Leaky Cauldron. A man called Jeff Thompson. Sade found him charming and somehow the man seemed to find humour in Sade tipsily mocking his American accent. Very quickly, the pair hit it off. Forming a romantic relationship that lasted for a month or two before Sade believed Jeff grew tired of the tryst and called it quits.

Two weeks following the break-up, Sade had discovered she was pregnant. Anxious, upset, and slighted by the sudden end to the relationship. Sade decided to keep the pregnancy to herself, figuring that it was easier this way. Worried of the rejection that her baby may face from Jeff.

Sade even made an effort to keep it from her family, her secrecy lasting three weeks before Sade broke down in admission to her older brother. Worried about becoming a single mother at just twenty-two years of age. Worried about the war, and the reaction of their parents.

Fears of Nathaniel and Dea's reaction were justified, her parent's were angry at her foolishness. Her father's first thought was about the detriment of her career, a reaction that left a sour taste in Sade's mouth. The 22 year old's reaction to her father's anger only fractured the relationship even further. With Sade vowing to not return to the Shacklebolt residence ever again, a vow she has upheld. Only ever exchanging letters with her mother every now and again.

Career put on pause, Sade nervously anticipated becoming a mother. She got a small flat in London. Her brother, Kingsley was there by her side through it all. Her friends also remaining a massive support system. The rejection of her parents only amplified her fear of informing Jeff Thompson even more. Preferring to remain in her bubble than bare the harsh reality of being rejected by yet another person.

The centre of Sade's universe shifted in May 1974, when she gave birth to Jasper Kingsley Shacklebolt. Sade who once believed the world could only be appreciated in a fast-pace, suddenly longed for time to stand still. Her nights were consumed with watching Jasper sleeping in his cot, experiencing the moments of his growth made her beam with pride. Motherhood, the thing that she spent nine months fearing, welcomed her with ease.

That didn't mean the guilt didn't chip away at her, every first moment, was tainted by a pang of guilt. Knowing that Jeff was out there, completely unaware that he was missing moments of his son.

Five years on, Sade is beginning to get a sense of her old self back. As Jasper gets a tad older, the itch of ambition has begun to nip at her heels once again. In recent months, she successfully interviewed for a desk clerk position at the Department of International Magical Cooperation to get back into the world of politics. Not wanting to sit by as the war ravages even closer to her and her family's doorstep.

[aspenhadley]

Name: Aspen Hadley Occupation: Dancer at the Satin Cabaret Age: 30 Sexuality: Queer Species: Werewolf Clan/Pack/Coven?: None Hometown: Port Leiry Relationship Status: Single

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Aspen is a deranged and driven individual, consumed by her hatred for hunters. She is covered in tattoos, each one representing a hunter she has killed, a testament to her relentless pursuit of vengeance. She often appears detached and aloof, navigating her interactions with a cold, calculating demeanor. Her lack of emotional recognition means she struggles to empathize with others, frequently misunderstanding or ignoring the feelings of those around her. She exhibits a playful, almost childlike curiosity, often indulging in cruel games with her victims, finding amusement in their fear and confusion. Aspen's confidence and self-assuredness are palpable, bordering on arrogance. She approaches her mission with a sense of invincibility, rarely doubting her abilities or questioning her choices.

BIOGRAPHY

Trigger warnings: death, torture

Born into a family of hunters, she was raised to follow in their footsteps. However, her life took a dramatic turn when, at the age of 13, she was kidnapped by a pack of werewolves. They turned her into one of them, a transformation that left her with little recollection of her past life. The trauma of her abduction and transformation erased most of her early memories, leaving only vague flashes of her former life. Believing herself to be a werewolf by birth, Aspen was renamed and embraced by her new pack. She was told that her family had been murdered by hunters, instilling a deep-seated hatred for them. This new identity as Aspen Hadley became her reality, and she grew up fiercely loyal to her pack, finding solace in their companionship and the sense of belonging they provided. When Aspen was 18, her world was shattered once again. Her pack was raided by hunters—her birth family, though neither side recognized the other. During the brutal attack, she witnessed the slaughter of her packmates and endured days of torture at the hands of the hunters. In a desperate bid for survival, she hid under the bodies of her fallen loved ones until the hunters left, believing they had killed all the werewolves. The raid left Aspen deeply scarred, both physically and mentally. Her survival fueled a relentless desire for vengeance against the hunters. As she pieced together her fragmented memories, she dedicated herself to hunting down those responsible for the massacre. Unbeknownst to her, she was on a collision course with her birth family, seeking revenge against those she believed had wronged her.

WANTED PLOTS

Her family: Be it a cousin, a sibling, a parent, an uncle or aunt, or even a close friend. Someone who knew her from before she was taken.

[seancamerons]

WHERE ARE YOU NOW? MOODBOARDS emma "lucky" nelson 💖33 years old // gemini // driven, sad, cryptic, & talented. emma nelson is a winning and other accolades, a powerhouse in the recording industry. she's also in true emma fashion, a political and environmental activist, a sometimes actress, and a director. it might appear she has it all, she's still stuck on the heartbreak that caused her to metamorphize into this guarded superstar, with potential but skeletons hidden buried under a veneer of beauty, grace, and perfection. she goes by lucky, a fake alias to protect her chipped-away but intact, pristine reputation.

full biography under the cut

presently she's begrudgingly home for the holidays after her plans in aspen fell through. fortunately, she is happy to be reunited with her best friend manny santos, and staying with her in their converted house with joey, craig, their daughter kat, and of course, angela, whom she used to babysit. the reason she was largely absent from their lives is complicated but simple, she just can't run into the one who caused this change, her first love and major heartbreak, her first everything, sean cameron. to exact herself, back in 2003, she took a page from the book of paige, through manny and made herself into someone he'd regret losing, only to create both geographical and other distances away from him which causes her regret, pain and a lot of grief. a spontaneous jam session is what spawned her move to the states in LA with chris and his cousin jacob's connections. she recorded a demo she was rapidly signed to a lucrative 3 album deal, which she's recorded a lot more since then. she drowns out her sorrows by drinking, composing and writing lyrics she'd never have the guts to record, and crying. privately, she's a sad girl who feels lonely and is desperate for companionship. she still keeps in touch with craig and manny and they would typically come to her. she is hopeful to avoid sean, and has done a fabulous job of staying away for the most part, however, fate likely has other plans. ✨

[rosegoldfizz]

❝  AT THIS POINT, I’VE BEEN LIVING IN SURVIVAL MODE. ❞

ᚠᚱᛟᛗ  ⸻⸻  i saw STEFANIE BACALL-BROWN around THE TOWN, you know? the 24 year old that was driving from ASPEN, COLORADO when they saw the tree on the road. STEVIE has been here for ONE YEAR and i think they were a MEDICAL STUDENT before they got stuck in the town. with the way things are now, they are now struggling to maintain a sense of normalcy and seek a way out without losing themselves or dying. let’s hope you at least survive the night. ⸻ frankie, she/her,  27, cst, n/a triggers.

GENERAL   INFORMATION.  ⸻

full name — stefanie kinsley bacall-brown

nickname(s) — stevie

age — 24 years old

gender identity — cis woman + she ╱ her ╱ hers

orientation — bisexual ╱ demi-romantic

place of birth — tbd

date of birth — november 15, 1998

former occupation — medical student ╱ retail sales associate

3 positive traits — ambitious, warmhearted & trustworthy

3 negative traits — suspicious, blunt & paranoid

moral alignment — lawful good

face claim — abigail cowen

TOWN   INFORMATION.  ⸻

current residency — somewhere within the town

current occupation — server at the diner

BIOGRAPHY   YOUR   CHARACTER'S   BACKGROUND.  ⸻

tbd

[theoddshq]

SAGE WOLFE (roberta colindrez fc) the odds are in your favor! Please report to your nearest Capitol Agent to be prepped for the 74th Annual Hunger Games!  

Bowie/25/he+him/PST

Triggers: [REDACTED]

If you had to describe your muse as a canon Hunger Games character, or mix, who would you compare them to and why?

There are obvious similarities to Johanna, though I like to think that Sage pushes the boundaries of Jo’s boldness without being as persuasive. She has that classic blunt honesty, though I wouldn’t say that Sage is as clever or able to play the game to her advantage. I can also see some parallels with Gale given his ruggedness and manichaean ethics/morality. I think his highly rebellious attitude towards the Capitol resonates with Sage’s overall vibe, though she’s obviously not as stoic or silent as he is. Gale’s savviness in the woods is also relevant here. The dude also mused about running off into the forest with Katniss and that’s a direct connection that I inserted into Sage’s lore.

Anything else?

Simply no. I am here for good vibes.

BASICS

[Roberta Colindrez, Cis woman, She/Her] The 74th Annual Hunger Games are upon us and here comes SAGE WOLFE, a DISTRICT 7 TRIBUTE. Word around The Capitol is that they’re LOYAL & TOUGH but can also be EXPLOSIVE & CRASS. According to sources, they’re 24 YEARS OLD and were once described as a WAFT OF MUSKY PINE RESIN, THE ECHOES OF FALLING TIMBER, MIDDLE CHILD SYNDROME, A CAREFULLY FOLDED MAP OF CANADA, AND FRUSTRATED SIGHS FOLLOWED BY THE BANG OF AN AXE. What a character! As we always say, may the odds be ever in their favor!

BIOGRAPHY

Aspen Wolfe was never an emotional man. If one were to look close enough, however, they would have noticed a pair of glistening eyes on the day that his fourth child was finally born. It was indeed a miracle that his wife, Henrietta Wolfe, survived the twenty-two hours of labour leading up to shrieks of a whiny newborn resonating through their homestead. Sage Wolfe came into the bleak political climate of Panem just as every Wolfe child had done so before her; on weathered planks chopped by Aspen himself. On the coldest day of December. His gnarled hands, like the ancient pine roots that connected the entire forest floor of District 7, held his newborn daughter with only one thought in mind: this kid was one tough motherfucker.

Her early years were marked by manual labour that sustained every person in District 7. In the shadow of the lumberyard’s towering stacks, Sage’s childhood unfolded in a symphony of falling trees and saws. The Wolfe legacy in logging left them in a more advantageous position than many families in town who were forced to lose their souls (and fingers) in paper mills that supplied the greater nation of Panem. From the age of six, her smalls hands learned to grip a well-worn axe alongside her older siblings and father. Henrietta proceeded to have three more children after Sage’s traumatic birth and, as much as she tried, Sage could not be felled by her pleas to prepare for a more docile life as late teenagehood approached. Neither could Aspen’s stern warnings about a life in logging convince her to pursue something other than scaling trees. While her two older sisters moved towards trading to support the family, Sage opted to stick by her father and big brother deep in the woods. Her axe cleaved through trunks with an adolescent angst that bordered on rage. Consequently, she learned how to move through the trees like a wraith. The forest floor crunched beneath her feet with pine needles, and her daily existence was infused with the resinous perfume of District 7’s arboreal sanctuary. All was well except for her inability to keep herself out of trouble. Of concern was her tenuous relationship with peacekeepers.

As predicted by her father, life in logging was harsh, but lumberjack shit talk was even harsher. Townsfolk targeted her appearance and, more insidiously, her alleged sexuality. The loggers tethered themselves to traditional norms and found Sage’s defiance of social expectations unsettling. On a good day the lumberyards were abound with comradery, but her presence always altered the energy. Sage never quite fit in with cutting crews outside of her own brother and father. The discomfort with her presence fuelled local gossip about her personal life and, more importantly, her own rage with the circumstances of their collective confinement as subjects of  Calpurnius Shithead’s rule. Developing thick skin was a means of survival. 

Sage once dreamt of escaping District 7 by fleeing into the expansive wilderness of northern Canada that borders the lumberyards. At around 16 years of age, she bartered a pair of old slacks for a tarnished map of the free neighbouring country. In the twilight hours, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Sage often found solace in a deserted shack by the oldest paper mill in town, away from the overcrowded Wolfe home. It was here that she allowed herself to feel, if only for a moment, the possibility of life outside of Panem. Teenage dreams painted a vivid canvas of escape and a vision of an alternate life. It never happened, for obvious reasons. The biggest being a threat of execution and peacekeepers that stalked the woods. Admittedly she couldn’t leave her family behind, either.

It seems that destiny has a cruel sense of irony. Now, as the Capitol’s machinations draw her into the cruel theatre of the 74th Hunger Games, Sage is forced to go beyond the rusted barbed wire of District 7… South of the border, to her displeasure. 

WRITING SAMPLE

[REDACTED]

STATS

Deceive: 2

Fight: 3

Lore (knowledge): 1

Notice: 2

Physique: 2

Provoke: 3

Rapport: 1

Resourcefulness: 2

Stealth: 2

Will: 3

EXTRAS:

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.ca/ducklovefriends/sage-wolfe/

[aspencalhoun]

FULL NAME: Aspen James Calhoun NICKNAME: AJ, only by those very close AGE: 33 DATE OF BIRTH: July 31st, 1990 PLACE OF BIRTH: HavenRidge GENDER IDENTIFICATION: Nonbinary, primarily identifies as They/Them, but not specifically opposed to he/him or she/her SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single NEIGHBORHOOD: Downtown (and couch surfing siblings couches) OCCUPATION: Tattoo Artist WORKPLACE: Colorwave Tattoo POSITIVE TRAITS: Confident, enthusiastic, adventurous NEGATIVE TRAITS: Boisterous, impatient, impulsive LENGTH OF TIME IN HAVENRIDGE: Since birth, traveled some after high school but always returns FACE CLAIM: Nico Tortorella

headcanons

Aspen is a true adventurer at heart. They are always up for finding the next thrill in whatever form it may come; surfing, hiking, rock climbing, cliff diving...If you suggest it, Aspen will most likely be game for it.

They don't really like to be alone. They'd rather be in the company of anyone and everyone than sitting alone in their apartment at night. Thus, more often than not they can be found letting themselves in to their various siblings homes and crashing on their couches or entertaining their nieces and nephews - sometimes without express prior notice.

They are the biggest cheerleader and supporter of their siblings in everything and anything they choose to do and will be there in an instant if they need them, no questions asked.

Aspen has an adopted Australian shepherd dog named Ace and a white and gray cat named Blaze. Their family also care for a horse at the family ranch that Aspen had raised when they were younger, named Bandit, that they'll spend time with when visiting the ranch.

biography

trigger warnings; car accident mention, death mention

Aspen doesn't remember their biological parents. Not really, anyway. They only know what they've seen in pictures kept when they were a chubby cheeked newborn swaddled in a sweet looking couple's arms. In some cases, their adoptive parents make appearances in the photographs from their first two years alongside the bright eyed couple, grinning ear to ear. Excited for the new adventures that were to come for their closest friends.

That future never did come. In an instant the parents of the newly turned two year old were gone, lost to a drunk driver while out on a date night together. Aspen had been left at the home of family friends, the Calhouns, being entertained by the younger children and doting parents, knowing nothing about the fact that their parents wouldn't ever come home again.

For a while the Calhouns had simply continued to look after the child because there wasn't any other family for Aspen to go to. But when the time came, it seemed like a no-brainer for them to keep Aspen as one of their own. They already had become a part of the family in the first few years of their life and Josephine and Barrett couldn't stand to let them go.

They never knew a lack of love, despite the bump in the road. Aspen was accepted into the Calhoun family with open arms and never knew any different.

From a young age Aspen walked to the beat of their own drum. They didn't really fit into any specific category - they paved their own path. Even when they were still small they never really conformed to the typical male gender identifiers. When they started adopting they/them pronouns in their teenage years, at least to the family, no one was really that surprised.

Aspen was pretty average in school. They got by but never really excelled in any of the traditional subjects. It was the arts that really drew their attention. They had a special eye for drawing, sketching, and color using all forms of media. That talent eventually turned into an interest in tattooing. They started exploring tattoo parlors while traveling and getting an array of tattoos themselves in their late teens and early twenties, eventually signing on to apprentice at Colorwave Tattoo in HavenRidge.

In their off hours Aspen helps around the family businesses here and there.

[aspenvalle]

what a heart wrenching shame that you'll never know

ASPEN OLIVIA VALLE. THIRTY-FOUR. BALLET TEACHER.

BIOGRAPHY ❊ CONNECTIONS ❊ AESTHETICS ❊ MUSINGS

[sirfetchd]

can we get a rundown on your OCs? names, biography, visual reference, background on the world they live in?

😊 thank u for showing interest in my beloveds it means a lot teehee

i have too many to list all of them but the group im thinking about the most recently is a found family of post-apocalyptic scavengers from my "story"/ocverse Impact Winter

^ this is their info. its a screenshot of a spreadsheet bc i dont have toyhouse or whatever (EDIT: fixed some errors and added mason, umberto and priscille's adopted daughter)

the background is that a meteor struck the earth and caused the titular impact winter, and this group survives it by scavenging the frozen ruins of suburban america. they also live underground but like everyone does in this universe 👍

malachi is the newest addition to the group. crow and umberto are siblings, and maddie is crow's partner. maddie is the only one who doesn't approve of the new addition, because he simply doesn't trust mal. priscille is umberto's wife. helly is just a friend to the group and the closest to malachi.

not gonna say anymore so this post isnt 200 miles long but my oc tag is [here] and includes all my art. there isnt much of this group but there are others! mostly rose and aspen teehee i love those little guys

[ellixisms]

Hey! I swear I saw FLORENCE PUGH last night but it was just ELLI CONNORS. The TWENTY-SIX year old CISFEMALE SHE/HER is a UNEMPLOYED/ARTIST living in THE LOOP. I heard they're CATACLYSMIC, but also AUDACIOUS.

hello loves i'm aspen and i cannot wait to plot and write with you all! I hope you enjoy my bby elli she is quite literally the biggest hot mess i've created.

PINTEREST | CONNECTIONS

biography

parents were music producers and really wanted their children to go into the industry, only elli doesn’t have a musical bone in her body; not that she didn’t try.  found her own creative outlet in the form of painting or sketches. In the last year she has started selling her paintings under a different name and she’s catching a following and making some money.  growing up she felt a bit trapped behind her sister's shadow, and often acted out making very impulsive choices that had their mother swearing elli couldn’t actually be theirs's. Like changing her name from Ella to elli when she was 18. It wasn’t until elli went to college that she felt like she finally found herself. there, el dabbled more in other extracurricular activities & parties than she did studies for the first two years. probably only got her act together & graduated due to a friend giving her a lecture. She graduated with a degree in business and a minor in art, and much to her parents' dismay elli refused to help them with any of their businesses. after graduation she absolutely did not apply herself & definitely jumped from place to place. job to job. in her mind “experiencing life “.Elli’s gift in life is that when everything seems to be finally working out for her she has to self-sabotage. She does not believe that she deserves good things. earlier this year, her mother found out that her dad was helping find her moves when she inevitably hit rock bottom to which she was given an ultimatum to move in with her sister in chicago or be disowned. And despite her actual need to argue with her family she couldn’t imagine life without them so she sucked it up and moved in with Willa.

other facts tw:drugs

Elli is embodies golden retriever energy when it comes with her friends though that’s not to say she doesn’t have her moments where she can be an ass. she definitely loves with her whole heart. 

When she does contact her friends its usually pictures of a dog she’s seen or cat. maybe a meme

loves to be the life of the party when she’s in the mood, but also can distance herself to the corner. 

she’s actually pretty smart, but hardly ever applies herself.

TW:DRUG ADDICTION  has a drug problem when things get hectic in her life & tends to relapse. She has had a two rehab stints.

needs reminded to eat & sleep when she hyper focuses on stuff

Her golden retriever bart is her actual child. 

honestly loves knock-knock jokes AND dad jokes. they’re her favorites.

can majorly self-destruct. she is queen of it. 

shameless flirt, but actually committing? yeah, self-destruct button.