#damiar cesaire

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closed starter for @prcttyvxnom (dami and fi)

"Sorry I'm a little late," Dami apologized as Fi opened the door, holding out her favorite drink to her. "One of my new clients was having issues with their car so I wanted to stay with their pup to make sure he was okay. Separation anxiety." Thankfully, he was already starting to show a little improved over the few days he had spent with him. "How are you though?"

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“Yeah, that’s what everyone says,” Damiar gave her a concerned look for a moment before his gaze turned to the dog. “No need to sugarcoat the situation. Whatever is wrong, I am sure can be fixed, so how about we start there. Is your dog hurt? I work at the local shelter, so I have helped injured animals before. If you’d allow me, I could see if I can help any?” 

OPEN STARTER 

“I assure you, it’s not as bad as it looks,” Caroline retorted, as she caught the other’s expression. Her main focus, however, was on the dog, rather than all the looks she was getting.

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closed starter @prcttyvxnom (damiar and forest)

“So what would you say to me bringing another dog into the house?” Damiar questioned the other. Dami knew that Forest loved animals and all, but he still liked to ask all the roommates before doing anything big. “I was thinking about taking Everleigh down to the shelter and letting her pick out a pup of her own. If that’s okay, of course.”

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“Hey, sorry I’m late,” Dami apologized as they came up to Fi. “I had Dixie today and she did not want to stop training, well playing.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head. It didn’t really ever bother him when one of the dogs would try playing, at least towards the end. It was adorable. With Dixie, it happened a lot. She deserved it right now. “Wanna grab lunch before we find something to do?”

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“I just think that Strawberry Chocolate chip is the best ice cream flavor, okay?” Damiar said, in fact talking to his dog who was munching on some doggy ice cream next to him while Damiar sat on the bench at the park. “But I can’t find it in any of the stores here in town and my wallet is literally going to come to life and slap me if I keep going to the ice cream shops all the time.” He said with a heavy sigh, throwing his head back for a moment. “How am I supposed to truly enjoy ice cream when I can’t afford the best?” When he lifted his head again, he jumped slightly at the sight of someone else. “Oh, hi, uh I didn’t see you there. Um, I swear I wasn’t talking to myself.” He said with a small nervous laugh. 

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“Je suis désolé, c'est un malentendu,” he blurted out in French before even realizing he had done it, sometimes switching to French when nervous. After noticing, he cleared his throat. “Sorry, I meant uh- sorry. I was in a bit of a hurry. I didn’t mean to cause any harm.” 

WHO: victoria “rory” larson WHERE: anywhere

“all i’m saying is that it doesn’t take much to be nice to someone.” they said, rolling their eyes. “a simple please and thank you and i would have moved out of your way, but now i’m going to stand here blocking you because you decided to be a bitch.” 

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Closed starter @prcttyvxnom (dami and fi)

Damiar still wasn’t quite sure how to feel about Jadyn being in town - about Jadyn miraculously being alive again - it just made him feel uneasy. Not only the fact that he thought he’d been dead all this time, but the fact Jadyn had let him believe it. He’d only told a few people about the ‘death’. However, he’d yet to explain to anyone that his ghost of a friend had made an appearance in town. He’d thought maybe the first time he’d been imagining the whole thing, but when Jadyn showed up at the hike, he knew it all had to be true, but why? Why now? Dami had texted Fi earlier that day while they were at work to let her know he needed to talk to her and was currently waiting at the park for her, Dodger laying at his feet. He’d been so lost in thought that at first, he didn’t even realize she had shown up until he felt someone touch his shoulder which caused him to jump. Dodge hadn’t been bothered by her since he knew her so well. “Fi!” He yelped as he realized it was her, letting out a small sigh of relief. “Sorry, been kind of on edge lately.”

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FT: Jadyn Lewis 

Damiar had just gotten off of work at the shelter and decided to head to the closest cafe to get a coffee and a something to snack on before he met with one of his clients for a dog training session. He’d taken a seat at one of the corner tables after ordering his items, sticking an earbud in to listen to music as he scrolled through his phone to check anything he may have missed from being at work. Dami used this time to reply to a text from Fi as well as respond to a few training requests. Anything he could do while he waited for his order to be finished.

Only a few minutes passed before he heard his number called by the worked behind the counter. Taking his earbud out of his ear, he tossed it onto the table and stood up, his gaze going over to the counter as he was about to start his way over. Before he could take a step though, his breath got caught in his throat as he saw a familiar face. A face that he hadn’t seen in almost seven years, a face that was supposed to be dead. His first thought was to grab his stuff and make a break for it, cause apparently he was going crazy. His legs wouldn’t move though, he couldn’t find any words to say and he didn’t even realize that his number was being called once again.

The younger boy was standing there, maybe ordering some food, he wasn’t sure. All he knew is he wanted to get the hell out of there before- shit. The other had turned his gaze towards Damiar after the worker behind the counter pointed him out. Too late. “Dami, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Jadyn spoke in clear French before clearing his throat as he noticed the look he was getting from Damiar. “Apologies, I’m not quite used to speaking in-”

“What the fuck is going on?” Dami questioned, cutting the other off, his hands balling into fists and his voice shaky. He tried not to sound surprised, to sound scared, but how could he not? He was seeing a damn ghost. “Who are you? What are you doing here?”

Damiar could see Jadyn flinch at his words, which did make Damiar feel a little guilty, but he wasn’t going to just believer his was happening. “It’s me, Dami. It’s Jadyn.” They spoke as if trying to talk to someone who had forgotten him. “I know this is kind of sudden, but I had to find you.”

Damiar shook his head, trying to hold back tears that were now forming in his eyes. He wasn’t sad, or at least he wasn’t going to admit he was. It was anger that was filling him right now. “No, Jadyn is dead. So who the hell are you? Some damn twin he didn’t know about? Some asshole trying to pull some cruel joke?”

“Dami, I swear it’s me.” Jadyn swore to him, but it didn’t change anything. It didn’t change the fact that Damiar knew Jadyn was dead, he had to be. Why else would they not have told him? “I’m not dead, I’m fine. I just-”

“Stop!” Damiar scolded him, sure he was getting plenty of stares from the others in the cafe, but he didn’t care. Damiar wasn’t one to get mad easily, but this was different. Jadyn had been his best friend, a brother practically and he loved him, but he was dead. Or at least that’s what Damiar had been told. “Jadyn died in a fire five years ago, he’s not alive and he sure in the hell isn’t you. Unless… unless I’m actually going crazy and seeing ghosts now.” Damiar said, his anger turning to fear for a moment as he fell back into his seat.

“The orphanage fire?” Jadyn questioned, as if he was reading from a script of some sort. “I was hurt, badly. The doctors didn’t think I was going to make it. I was on life support for weeks, but I’m fine. I’m here, and I want my big brother back.”

Damiar remembered the call like it was just last week. He’d been finishing up his first week at the shelter as a volunteer when he got the call from the head of the orphanage, explaining the fire that had happened. She’d said that all of the kids had made it out fine aside from a few burns. Except one, Jadyn. He’d ran back in to save one of the younger kids who hadn’t made it back out yet and in the process ended up getting himself hurt. He’d inhaled so much smoke and got severely burned. The hospital had told them there was a slim chance he’d make it, but they’d keep him updated. Damiar never heard from any of them ever again. He’d taken the next couples weeks off work, not able to be around many people. He’d talked to Fi about it, but she had been the only one he was really able to talk to. After no calls, no letters, it had come time for Damiar to assume that Jadyn hadn’t made it, but everyone from France was too scared to tell Damiar. He’d been closest with Jadyn out of everyone there. “You’re…you’re dead.” Damiar said after a minute of silence. If he had lived, someone would have called him, he would have called him. Let Dami know that Jadyn was okay again.

Jadyn was silent for a moment, probably thinking over some way he could convince Damiar this was all true. Why would Jadyn keep this from him so long? His own best friend. “I’m sorry, I should have told you sooner. I know. I’m not dead though, it’s me. In the flesh and if you’ll let me, I want to talk to you about-”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Damiar snapped, his gaze finally returning to Jadyn and while his eyes were filled with tears, it was very clear how angry he was. “If you’re really here, if you’re really not dead. I’m not imagining all of this, then that means you hid from me for five years.” Damiar said, his voice filled with anger as his hands gripped the table tightly. “You made me think you were dead for five whole years, Jadyn!” Over Jadyns shoulder, Dami could see the manager staring them down. Grabbing his things off the table, he shoved his phone into his pocket. “I’m not doing this.” He stated before turning to walk out of the cafe.

“Damiar, wait. Please,” Jadyn protested, starting to walk after him. Damiar turned on his heels to look back at him with a glare. “No, Jadyn. I won’t, I cannot deal with this, with you right now. You can’t just expect to throw all of this in my face and except me to be ready to talk to you, or even forgive you. Just… leave me alone.” He said the last part quietly before turning away from the younger boy and leaving the cafe, shoving the earbud back into his ear as he wiped the tears away with his other hand.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Damiar let out a heavy sigh as he leaned against one of the trees at the bottom of the trail. He’d joined the nature therapy class a while ago, but never had he actually needed it this bad. With the ghost of his best friend showing up in town, he had become over stressed, and he was hoping a hike with the group would be of some help. However, he wasn’t expecting to said ghost show up to the class as well. Was he following him? Trying to piss him off? Just ignore him. He’s not there, he told himself.

Pushing himself away from the tree as the group began to walk, he made sure to get himself as far away from Jadyn as he could, hoping he wouldn’t even notice him and he could enjoy the hike peacefully. Why would the universe be that kind to him though? “Damiar,” the younger boy sighed out as he stepped in line with Dami. “Please, I know you’re probably still upset, but can we please just talk? You don’t even have to respond, just let me explain.”

“I told you, I’m not ready to talk to you.” Damiar said, trying to keep his voice calm. He didn’t want to cause a scene like he had the other day, he was pretty sure he’d never had the guts to return to that cafe, at least not without like a ten page apology. “But you can tell me why the hell you’re here. Did you know I’d be on this hike?” Maybe asking wasn’t a good question, it would make Jadyn think he was ready to have some sort of conversation with him, but he wasn’t.

“No, I didn’t. Well, at least, not until I saw you earlier.” Jadyn admitted to him. “I heard there was a hike today and I’ve always loved hiking so I thought I could use this as a chance to see more of town. Plus maybe make some friends.”

Damiar pressed his lips together at the last part, taking in a breath. “Why do you need to make friends? Aren’t you going back to Paris? Surely you’re not staying here.” If this was some long game plan to get Dami to talk to him, it wasn’t going to work. Damiar would go six more years if he had to without talking to Jadyn, just to show him how much this really hurt him. Or at least he told himself he would.

“Actually, yeah. I was planning on staying.” The younger boy admitted after a moment of silence. Just great, as if Dami needed to see more of Jadyns face around town to remind him of all of this. “I’ve been out of the orphanage for a few years, I thought I needed a change of scenery. Uh, and not to make things even more awkward, but I’m actually staying with your parents. Just until I find a place.”

“You what?!” Damiar stopped walking, turning to Jadyn in disbelief. No way either of his moms actually offered to let him stay there, right? Sure Jadyn had been his best friend, but he’d been lying to him, to all of them for five years. Why would they go behind his back and let Jadyn stay with them? “You’re staying with my parents?”

“Uh, yeah. I got in contact with them before I came, they were kind of upset with me for everything,” Jadyn said quietly. Well, duh, you hurt their son Dami wanted to smart off, but held his tongue. “but once I explained everything and told them I was looking for a place to stay, they offered. Said you were living with some friends so they had a spare room.”

“You have got to be kidding me.” Damiar said with a laugh, though it wasn’t a good laugh at all. This was just pissing him off more by the second. First his old friend comes back from the dead -when he wasn’t really dead in the first place- and now he’s being told that he’s been staying with Dami’s moms this whole time? This sounded like the beginning of a nightmare.

“Dami, look, I just-” Jadyn began but he was quickly cut off by Damiar once again. “No, just stop talking. I’m here because I want to relax, I want to not be stressed out by whatever all of this nonsense is. So please, do me a damn favor and go talk to someone else, Jadyn. Literally anyone else that’s not me.” With that, Damiar turned away from him and walked the other way, moving to the back of the group and hopefully away from the other.

“Y-Yeah, okay. Fine, I’ll just go talk to.. that girl over there.” Jadyn faltered over his words, Dami was sure he wanted to talk to him, but he was in no way ready to talk to him yet. Even less so than he had been back at the cafe. Once he turned back around to start walking again, he was sort of relieved to see Jadyn had actually made his way over to someone else. Maybe Dami did want him to make friends, it would mean less time for him to try and ‘explain’ himself and more time for Dami to actually figure out what he should do about all of this.

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closed starter for @prcttyvxnom (Damiar and Ophelia)

Damiar had always loved the fairs that any town held, it gave him a chance to check out the many different places the town to offer as well as made it easy to donate money to a great cause. He was currently helping out with a cause of his own as he was helping the shelter get some adoptions set up. He’d just finished up with an adoption of a elder dog when he saw Fi approaching, his smile growing. “I know you’re to pick me up, and I swear I’ll be ready in like five minutes, but any chance you want to adopt one of the cute fellas we have here today?”

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closed starter for @prcttyvxnom (kamile and damiar)

Dami hadn’t seen Kamile in almost a week, it wasn’t like he was avoiding her or anything, their schedules just hadn’t lined up at all this past week. Not the same excuse he would have used a few years back when she had gotten back from her trip. He wanted to spend some time with her, so he decided to take his one completely free day this week and do so. “I am sure you are wondering why I asked you here today,” Damiar said seriously as he slid in next to her on a bench. Without making eye contact, he spoke again. “We have a top secret mission to complete today. I call it Opération Trois.” Dami was having a hard time keeping a serious demeanor, but he kept it up. “Your mission, should you choose to accept it is to do three ridiculously fun activities with yours truly before the sun sets. Possible options include but are not limited to eating some whacky ice cream flavors, window shopping to our hearts content, and going to love on all of the dogs at the shelter. If you choose to accept this mission, you are required to give me a high five.” He said, raising his hand with his palm out. “Otherwise, please stand up, walk away and forget all about this conversation. I will send my partner to erase this from your memory in 3-5 business days.” 

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text meme for @prcttyvxnom​ (fi and dami)

NOT SENT 

[Dami -> Ophelia]: Bonjour! It was a pleasure to meet you today and thank you so much for showing me some more of the city. I’ve heard the city is small, but I swear I still haven’t seen everything and I’ve been here for a few weeks now. Anyways, would you like to hang out again sometime? [MESSAGE DELETED]

[Dami -> Fi]: I can’t believe I lost all of those games at the carnival and you had to see me look so unskilled. I swear I’m gonna win you that giant panda tomorrow night if it’s the last thing I do. Also, we should ride the Ferris wheel! I’ve never been on one before. [MESSAGE UNSENT]

[Dami -> Fi]: So I may or may not have a crush on this girl that I’ve been talking to. Do you think it would be romantic if I asked her out in French? Or would that be awkward? What if she doesn’t understand what I’m saying and I look like an idiot? Oh what am I saying, that would never work. [MESSAGE DELETED]

[Dami -> Fi]: I am such a fool. I messed things up with her, Fi. We just broke up and I’m not sure what to do. I don’t want to lose her as a friend or anything, but I don’t know if she’ll want to talk to me anymore after the breakup. God, am I overthinking this? Can I come over? [MESSAGE DELETED]

[Dami -> Fi]: Fi! There is a dance in town tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? Not as like a date or anything, just friends! People do that right? [MESSAGE DELETED]

[Dami -> Fi]: So how does one admit to their best friend that they have a crush on them? Asking for a friend. I think it’s like this, but correct me if I am wrong “J'ai le béguin pour toi mais je ne peux pas te dire que c'est en fait moi qui suis tombé amoureux de leur meilleur ami.” Oh, sorry used talk to text. I’ll translate for you later. [MESSAGE DELETED]

SENT

[Dami -> Fi]: Hey! I just got done with my training for the day so I’m free now. Want to meet up for some lunch? My treat.

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Closed starter for @prcttyvxnom (fi and Dami)

“Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” Damiar questioned as he met up with Ophelia. His other plans had been cancelled at last minute and he some how got Fi to agree to spend the day with him instead. “I figured we could get lunch and then maybe do some local shopping.” He suggested, smiling at her. “Maybe also go to one of the tattoo shops later and check out some designs. I’m thinking about getting another one soon.”

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SLUMBER: what's one thing that helps you fall asleep when it feels impossible?

“Honestly, if I can’t fall asleep, I just start counting in my head.” Damiar said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Not sure how it helps, but it does. Still takes a while sometimes, but it works every time.” 

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damiar cesaire, le joli garçon

Name: Damiar Cesaire

Nickname: Dami

Date of Birth: May 23

Zodiac Sign: Gemini  

Gender: Demimale

Pronouns: He/They

Romantic Orientation: Panromantic

Sexual Orientation: Demisexual

Languages: French, English, ASL, French Sign Language 

Occupation: Pet Trainer and Shelter Worker

Faceclaim: Maxence Danet Fauvel

Height: 5’11"

Tattoos: a tattoo of his first hedgehog (died a couple years ago) with a sunflower resting on her back (on his left shoulder), an origami fox tattoo on his left wrist  

Piercings: Has his ears pierced, but isn’t currently wearing anythin

Sibling(s): N/A

Pets: A hedgehog name Achilles and a jack russell terrier named Dodger.

Head canons:

-Damiar was born and raised in Paris, France. However, he wasn’t raised by his biological parents, having been dropped off at an orphanage only days after he was born. He spent 15 years in the orphanage before being adopted by two loving women, who he has grown to love and very much accept as his mothers. In the orphanage, he was close with most of the kids, but did have a couple he actually felt like siblings with. One of them, he was practically inseparable with, so it was hard to part with them when Damiar got adopted. 

-Shortly after Damiar was adopted and also after his 16th birthday, he and his parents moved to Canada, his mothers wanting a change of scenery. Here, he finished his schooling and decided he wanted to work with animals for a living, though he had known that for a long time. After moving out and getting his own place, he adopted a hedgehog, which unfortunately died a couple years later. During that time, he had also rescued a stray dog which after making sure he didn’t belong to anyone, he named Dodger. Last year, he decided he was finally ready to adopt another Hedgehog, who he named Achilles, always having been interested in Greek Myths.

-While Damiar had easily made friends in France, he found it harder to branch out and make them in Huntsville though he was sure that was because he didn’t know much about the city or what the people were like. It took him a while, but he did end up making more than he had hoped for. Two of which he now knows he would do practically anything for. 

-Damiar did make the effort to learn English, it helped talking to Tourists and then again after he moved. Even though he uses English now in most of his conversations, he still finds himself slipping into his native tongue when flustered, excited, or nervous. He of course thinks it is because he misses France and the people. 

-In the orphanage, Dami was taught French Sign Language in order to speak with one of the other kids there as well as with anyone in public that was hearing impaired. At first, he wasn’t quite sure he was ever going to get it down, but has since learned a lot and even went on to learn ASL as well. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

-Parents -An ex that he dated a few years ago -His best friend from the Orphange -Coworkers from the shelter -Friends -People with animals that he trains

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amber & sapphire

amber - can you drive? if not, how do you get around?

“Believe it or not, I just recently learned how to really drive. My parents didn’ really want my sisters and I driving ourselves around. Though I don’t blame them, the drivers in California were not great. Plus, I don’t think I would have held up well in LA traffic. It was terrible.” 

sapphire - do you wear any jewellery? what do you think looks best on other people?

“I do wear this necklace that my moms got me for my birthday a few years ago, practically everyday. Oh, and a ring I thought looked really cool.” Dami chuckled with a nod. “Other than that, I don’t really wear jewelry. I think with other people, as long as they feel good, they already look great in whatever it is they are wearing.” 

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reminder and waning

reminder: who is someone you will never forget?

“My best friend from France,” Damiar began, a smile immediately on his lips. “We grew up together in the orphanage I was in, we were practically inseparable and even though I haven’t seen them in years, I still think about them so much. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I hadn’t known them.”

waning: what is your biggest regret?

“My biggest regret is not letting myself be a child when I had the time,” Safi admitted. “I had my first acting job when I was only six years old and after that first rehearsal, my life was never the same, nor did I have much time to do actual child activities. It was always hair, makeup, rehearsing lines. Wish I would have just waited a little longer before getting into it all.”