#face claim (manu rios)

[aronpipcr]

manu rios via instagram

[hvrricaneromeo]

manu rios, homosexual, cis-male+ he & him, mage «—◦—→ well met, romeo valiente! the godling born child of zeus. it’s been 24 years and now they have answered the song in their veins. can he change the course of history with their ambition, sense of self, + adventurousness? or will their risk taking nature, tactlessness, + pleasure seeking ways hinder them? only time will tell before this godling’s name is sung into myth and legend!

name: romeo valiente. nicknames: ro (only to people he considers friends). date of birth: july 30, 1999. age: 24. face claim: manu rios. godly parent: zeus. height: 5'9. dominant hand: right. education level: college graduate. occupation: intern.

parents: zeus [ biological ] / ramiro valiente [ assumed biological father ] + daphne valiente nee belrose. siblings: adilene valiente [ older sister ] + elonzo valiente [ older brother ] pets: storm, australian shepherd.

astrological sign: leo sun, pisces moon, scorpio rising. positive traits: ambitious, adventurous, competitive, brave, verbal. negative traits: prideful, arrogant, vain, secretive, manipulative. habits: knocks on doors twice, but will enter before getting a yes or no, does not sit in chairs properly, closes the door to a room he's sleeping in and double checks that it's closed or locked. quirks: mindlessly plays with a ring on his right hand or a necklace he wears, rips the tags out of clothes, likes to play with people's hands, quirks his head to the side when talking to people, likes to tell people no just because he can. pet peeves: small talk, people who can't make decisions, people who go against his decisions, people asking him to show his emotions more (or his true emotions). hobbies: sex, running, swimming, baking and cooking.

sexual orientation. homosexual. sexual position. verse.

clothing style: shades of blues, ranging from light to dark, form fitting jeans, accessories. prominent features: his lips, his ass. he has his ears pierced and his left nipple pierced. he has several tattoos.

what were they doing when they hear the song of their godling blood? sleeping. woke him right the fuck up.

class: spellcaster, he is the storm. inspirations: storm, hurricane by halsey, turbulent emotions that force someone to make hard decisions to be a leader. a soon to be king with a heavy crown.

[youngfcs]

hello! if it's not a bother, could you suggest some face claims that could be sons of ben barnes and ana de armas? (youngest son: 18/19 years , middle son: 21- 23 years, and eldest son: 31-33 years.)

Hello there! You're are not bothering at all! Of course I can, I'll give you options with Latino/Hispanic descent (because of Ana's ancestry) but you can ask again if you want other options :)

Youngest son:

Benjamin Wadsworth (16-23) [Mexican descent]

Froy Gutierrez (17-24) [Mexican descent]

Julio Peña (16-22) [Spanish]

Manu Rios (16-24) [Spanish]

Middle son:

Xavier Serrano (20-29) [Spanish]

Gabriel Conte (20-28) [Cuban and Colombian descent]

Álvaro Mel (21-26) [Spanish]

Álvaro Rico (20-26) [Spanish]

Eldest son:

Francisco Lachowski (24-32) [Brazilian descent]

Jorge López (23-31) [Chilean]

Diego Boneta (25-33) [Mexican, Puerto Rican and Spanish descent]

Llorenç González (30-37) [Spanish]

(cib)

[riiseandfall]

manu rios . genderfluid . he / they ➶ I RECOGNISE THAT FACE ! that’s SYLAS PLINTH , the TWENTY-FIVE year old DISTRICT ONE STYLIST from THE CAPITOL . they’ve been in the capitol around TWENTY-FIVE YEARS , long enough to gain a reputation for being so DRIVEN & MANIPULATIVE. they’re so lucky getting to live in the tribute center for the duration of the games! ( character ISN’T part of the uprising )

Basic Information Full Name: Sylas Plinth Nicknames: Sy (by a select few) Age: 25 District: The Capitol Gender: Genderfluid Pronouns: He / they Orientation: Bisexual Profession: Socialite, Stylist Physical Appearance Face Claim: Manu Rios Hair Color: Dark brown Eye Color: Green Height: 5'11" Piercings: Pierced earlobes Scars: N/A Relationships Father: TBD Plinth Mother: TBD Plinth Siblings: TBD Significant Other: N/A Extra MBTI: ESTP-T (The Entrepreneur) Temperament: Sanguine Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Primary Vice: Pride Primary Virtue: Charity Element: Water BIO-[TW: MENTION OF MURDER]

The Plinth family, although prominent in Capitol society, is not without its fair share of scandal. Namely due to the family originating in District Two. As well as the rebellious efforts, and subsequent execution, of Sejanus Plinth during the 10th Hunger Games.

It wasn't the only scandal that Sejanus was part of. Months after his execution, the Plinth family became aware of a child--born of Sejanus and a young woman from District Twelve. After the loss of Sejanus, the Plinth family made arrangements to raise the child in the Capitol, offering up a golden life--far better than any that could be found in District Twelve. To the rest of the Capitol, this child was a sibling to the late Sejanus, the Plinth family had all the paperwork to prove this point. The future President Snow still was heir to the majority of the Plinth fortune, but the child was raised among their family.

Sylas is aware of their heritage, aware of the truth that Sejanus is their grandfather and not their great uncle like the rest of the Capitol believes. It isn't something he flaunts, years of being told how it would only add to that historical scandal if it got out.

But Sylas does have a spot of resentment for what happened to his family, for the President who sits in power only because of his family's money. But his love for his family outweighs his anger, and Sylas played into the 'prodigal child' role very well.

They were quite the star among the Capitol elite, known for attending nearly every social event there was to attend, and as they grew older, they gained quite the artist's eye. Eventually, they sought to make a name for themselves.

And once Sylas had a goal in mind? He would stop at nothing to see it accomplished. A true child of the Capitol--there is a cutthroat nature under all that charm. When push comes to shove, they're unafraid to lie or step on other's to get ahead. Which is exactly what they did, relying on their family name to grant them an edge. His parents once said that he would have gone far in the Games--had his family stayed in District Two. Sylas isn't sure how true that statement is. He just knows what he wants and the lengths he will go to get it.

They became an apprentice to a stylist for District Four. In truth? It was the only aspect of the Games that Sylas could stomach. Unlike many others in the Capitol, they had no real love for the violence and death. But the showmanship? That was something they loved and excelled at.

The apprenticeship served a point, but Sylas longed for it to end, longed for the chance to find another District and chart his own path. But the stylist they worked under was helpful in getting their apprentice's name out there. It took time before they trusted Sylas to do much of anything, but once they did? There was no denying that he had talent.

Talent that caught the attention he wanted and ensured that once his apprenticeship ended, he could continue to work as a stylist for the Games, as opposed to just becoming a fashion designer for Capitol citizens.

Sylas has been a stylist for District One for three years now. There was a fleeting thought to go for District Two, but they decided against it. Figured that stirring up any bad blood between the District and his family was not the best play to start off their career.

They've heard rumors of a rebellion, had grown up with every cautionary tale against them--but Sylas has shown no desire in following in his grandfather's footsteps. While he has no true love for the Games--and even less for President Snow--he's far from a fighter.

[christianamor]

Basic Information

Full Name: Christian Amor

Age: 23

Date of Birth: June 19th

Hometown: Majorca, Spain

Current Location: Haus of Perses

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: Spanish

Gender: CIS Male

Pronouns: He/him

Orientation: Pansexual

Religion: None

Political Affiliation: Left leaning

Occupation: Dancer/stripper

Language(s) Spoken: English, Spanish, French

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Manu Rios

Hair Colour: Dirty brown

Eye Colour: green

Height: 5′10″

Weight: 144 lbs

Build: Athletic

Clothing Style: Casual

Favourites

Weather: Summer

Colour: Green & purple

Music genre: He likes a little bit of everything, he can’t pick just one.

Sport: Soccer

Alcohol: Tequila, vodka.

Soft drink: Dr. Pepper

Food: Korean barbeque

Animal: Dogs

Sexual

Kinks: Rimming, Rough sex, worship, face-fucking, dirty talk.

Anti-kinks: Scat, extreme BDSM, Fisting, bloodplay.

Position: Versatile

Penis size: 7 inches

Family

Father: Juan Amor

Mother: Julie Amor

Sibling(s): None

Children: None

Family’s Financial Status: Upper class, his family is very wealthy

Christian was born in Majorca, Spain to a famous soccer player father and famous supermodel mother, so he grew up going to fashion shows, movie premieres and soccer games and he hated it for as long as he could remember, he hated being the child of famous parents and constantly being in the limelight, the only thing that took him out of was music, he loved singing and he was damn good at it, he was a master at the piano and guitar. So when he had the chance to go to Julliard in America, he jamp at the chance.

Unfortunately Juilliard wasn’t everything Christian had dreamed it would be and dropped out after his first year. He had no idea what he was going to do next, where his life was going to lead, that’s when his friend told him about Haus of Perses, where he also worked, being paid to work around hot men and the sun all day, every day? It sounded like a dream come true, so he applied to be a stripper/dancer at Sapphire strip club and to his joy, he got the job. So he moved to the Haus without thinking twice, even though his parents still believe he’s at Julliard.

[days-like-these]

face claim reservations!

we are officially open for face claim reservations! just message us with your alias and face claim. we're allowing everyone to have two reservations for the opening!

admins:

abigail cowen - jen

austin butler - jen

charlie gillespie - annie

chris wood - annie

ella purnell - jen

jeffery dean morgan - annie

jenna ortega - jen

jennie kim - annie

lola tung - jen

madelaine petsch - annie

madelyn cline - annie

tommy martinez - jen

reservations:

christopher briney - c

dove cameron- lyss

glen powell- lyss

isabela merced - jules

madison iseman - petra

manu rios - jules

rudy pankow - c

sabrina carpenter - morgan

sydney sweeney - morgan

[wixcrafted]

BEAUREGARD BELROSE — LOVECRAFT — POTIONS — FIFTH.

a brief biography of beauregard belrose.

bio & inspirations: the rebellious of the belrose twin. the one who defied what his parents wanted because he felt like it and would get reprimanded for it, regardless. was born in barcelona, but his family moved to new york, probably, when he was still in primary wizarding education. he's always been the one to say what he wants, when he wants, especially even if it might hurt your feelings. his parents wanted him to be in magi-politics or wizarding law, he said fuck that. he's always had a knack for potions and so when he was able to apply at wixhaven, he went for potions—his parents think it's a waste of his charismatic nature. he probably went to hogwarts and then went to ilvermorny and was definitely a slytherin. he's charismatic but manipulative, courageous (to some extent) but tactless. if he does happen to care for you, he will care deeply and will ruin anyone who fucks with you, but it takes a while for that to happen. he mostly doesn't value himself or his body like it's much of anything because he always grew up in his twin's shadow (the one who did as he was told and got what beau always felt he deserved). slight yennefer inspiration in the fact that he constantly wants wants wants wants because he never received received received.

NAME: beauregard alejo belrose NICKNAME: beau, baby boy, slut, belrose AGE: 25 FACE CLAIM: manu rios HOUSE: lovecraft FOCUS STUDY: potions YEAR: fifth. GENDER: cis-male PRONOUNS: he & him

PROMINENT FEATURES: full lips, crystalline blue eyes, sharp jaw, an ass crafted by the gods. HABITS: walks up early, goes to sleep late, knocking twice but entering without a yes or no, drinks two cups of coffee in the morning but never finishes the second one. QUIRKS: likes to play with people's hands, head tilts to the side when he's about to tell someone off, doesn't break eye contact when having a conversation (sometimes it seems like he's looking into your soul), eats his food clockwise no matter how the plate is served to him, smirks before smiling fully. PET PEEVES: slow walkers, people who underestimate him, people who don't think he knows what he's talking about, people who don't trust their instincts, his parents. TRAITS: charismatic & spontaneous & flirtatious & manipulative & tactless & rebellious.

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SEXUAL ORIENTATION: homosexual. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: homoromantic / demisexual. PREFERENCE: verse-bottom. COCK SIZE: 8.5 inches. KINKS:  bareback, breeding, choking, double penetration, public sex, group sex, rough sex, somnophilia, dirty talk, bondage, blindfolds, free use. potentially more [ ask ]. ANTI-KINKS: scat, watersports, fisting, vore.

[senatushq]

NAME. Din'an AGE & BIRTH DATE. Unknown GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. High Elf ( Sanguine ) COURT. Dusk OCCUPATION. Unemployed FACE CLAIM. Manu Rios

biography

( tw death, violence ) A crime committed shortly after his conception would be the legacy that a small elven child was born into. Blood stained against the hands of one of his fathers, a plea that he had been wrongfully accused. Yet, those without a trace of royal or noble blood within an elf society did not always bolster the care to press further. To look into the shadows of the stories, and seek out those that had been to blame. It would be exile that his father was sentenced, to live out the years that lay ahead of him with no sanctuary from the home that they had known. And to the father who had a trace amount of noble blood within him, who carried the marker of love, all was stripped of him. It would be in the gutter, amid the commoners of a fey society that he would bring his child into the realm. Alone, and without a hope to properly raise his child.

Many elven children who were of common blood often sought the privilege to become a warder for those of noble blood. To bestow some form of duty, of purpose to their family. It was one elven child in particular who sought no such thing. Who would have wished to see every noble elf, every royal family member brought to their knees. For in the society that he had been raised, such individuals often turned their noses upon those of common birth. Of those that held no riches, no fortune within their homes. And he, in particular, was even worse off than the rest.

Stories of a richer life filled the nights, most often to distract from the hunger that ate away in their bellies. No help would come from the courts that had once been their homes, from those that they had once considered their friends and allies. It was within a house that could hardly garner such a feeling as a home that they would need to fend for themselves. Yet, the stories continued, often sung in praise and brought forth feelings of melancholy. For his father, perhaps. But to a small elf child, these were stories of those that had not cared for them. Nor for a child whose birth should have been revered, celebrated throughout the court of his father. It would be the courts, and all those elves that had turned their backs on them that were dashed with the amount of animosity he could muster.

For if the elves did not wish to help them, if they wished to turn their noses up at them, then he would ensure their survival from other means. Trickery had come easily to the young child, who slipped through crowds unseen. Quick were his fingers, as he slipped a food item from a stall here, a precious clothing item from a wire there. Over and over again, he plucked what would be unnoticed from vendors and homes alike. It had started as simple means of survival, food and clothing, that would ensure neither he nor his father went hungry. Eventually, the want grew within him. Why should those lucky enough to be born with royal blood be the only ones with riches?

His father never understood where the food or clothing or items had begun to come from. With the inability to lie that clipped his tongue, he had been forced to speak around it. To create stories that outlined how he had become in possession of such things. What his father did not know couldn’t hurt him, right? If only that were the case, for when greedy hands became greedier, consequences were sure to follow.

Death had been unknown to the elf, for their species lived long and exuberant lives. Time had always been a different concept to them, and what could feel like a year to one was simply a blink of an eye to another. It could be thousands of years that separated the passing of one elf from another, and only once they had determined that the time had finally come. In his life, he had never seen such a thing. He had not expected to see the death of another for many more centuries to come. Or rather, he had not expected it until he had been faced with such a thing.

Greed was marked as a deadly sin, and when that sin had been presented, over and over again, blood was the price to be paid. The home that had been crafted for the family of two had been ransacked, ripped apart from the inside out. And with it, the demise of the one who had been within it: his father. Another crime that he had not committed, and yet was dealt another blow. Surely the elves of the realm were to blame, yet the crime was not committed in such ways. If one from the outside were to inspect the scene, surely they would suspect those that heralded a need for blood. The ones that slinked through the night, who were drawn to the scent of elven blood above all others. He understood it differently, however. And perhaps it should have seen him feeling regret, or seeking to repent for what his greed had caused. Instead, it would find his hands dipped in blood, soaked through with the revenge that would be his.

Tricks were easy to perform. A slight of hand here, a disappearing act there; it would be all that he needed to bring those responsible to their knees. To run the streets with the blood of those that had taken punishment into their own hands. Who had thought they could get away with murder, and suffer no consequences. Man, woman, child; they all fell before him, to the poisons that he had slipped into their water, into their food. Nature had always been apt to provide what he’d needed, and furthermore, was the rot and decay that could be twisted with the gentle sound of his song. It had come to his aid once again, as he devastated those that had taken his last family member from him.

It would be their gold, their silver, every heirloom that they had held so close that would become his. They had thought themselves better because of it, and now they were nothing because of it. Decayed bodies in the streets of their home, their sanctuary. Perhaps that is why the original of this realm had slinked from the shadows, with elongated fangs that glistened under the moonlight. She had spoken of power, of desire, of retribution. With the taste of her blood, with the consumption of his own, power unlike what he had previously held would be his. Gold, silver, riches unlike any that he could imagine would become his. All that he would need to do was deliver her what she herself greatly desired. The blood that he had spilled would only be the start, for more would be traded to the original vampire that had given him the power that now coursed through his very being. For he would have been a fool to deny such an offer.

Power had been the prize, but a hunger unlike any that he had experienced would be his penance. It would follow him, no matter how many times he fed. The elven blood had been like a calling, and what he did not give to his savior, was drunk in mouthfuls for himself. Over and over again, he consumed. Greedy as he had ever been, until that greed once more caught up to him. The realm had feared him, in a manner of speaking; for they more so had feared that which he associated himself with. And when the elves of such a realm no longer wished to live in fear, he would not find himself welcome.

There had been few options for him, in a society that had never been his. And even less so, now that he was no longer simply an elf. And with so few options at hand, it would be into a new realm that he fled. With only so much gold and silver and that which he had taken from others, Din’an found himself within the mortal realm. Within a realm that he had never found promising, yet now he heard the rumors of a court that catered to those like himself. Those who had elf blood but were granted something more. He found an intrigue like none before, and it was to the streets of Rome that he eventually traveled, with all the riches and gold that he had ever ripped from undeserving hands.

personality

+ Resourceful, eloquent, adaptive – Manipulative, vengeful, thievish

played by c. cst. she/her.

[dominatingu]

Face Claims I Play

Topher F. - Dylan O’Brien

Dakota S. - Froy Gutierrez

Anthony R. - Rafael Silva

Corey P. - Rainer Dawn

Zeke T. - Michael Cimino

Jeremy W. - Michael Evans Behling

Robert L. - Alexander Skarsgard

Marty B. - Nicholas Hamilton

Open to suggestions -- if you want me to play a certain face claim you like, not on this list, you have to be willing to play what ever face claim I want.

Face Claims I want to see

Alejandro Speitzer

Alexander Ludwig

Alexander Skarsgard

David Harbour

Danny Griffin

Jordan Calloway

Kit Connor

KJ Apa

Nicholas Hoult

Niko Terho

Rafael De La Fuente

Shawn Mendes

Face Claims I don't like

Gavin Casalegno

Manu Rios

Nicholas Galitzine

Thomas Doherty

[chaotic-constellations]

「 ᴍᴜsᴇ ─ genico alvarez 」

- face claim: manu rios. - age: twenty one candles. - occupation: youtube star + onlyfans model. - main verse species: human. - sexuality: bisexual, 7.5 inches.

quick bio: genico had dreams of being a famous actor and working on some brilliant television show that would be carried on for years. honestly - he's very good on film and translates in all the right ways to be successful but has never managed to find success. back when he was seventeen, he did start a youtube channel where he amassed an insane following. these individuals liked watching his day to day scenarios and the fact that he chased after his dreams of being an actor but even that eventually started to become stale. that was until he was convinced to do onlyfans and that has lit a small fire under his fading starlight. other verses: none explored yet.

[islandoferos]

We do currently have one open pairing for a master using Michele Morrone as the face claim! The character is bisexual, and wants their asset to look like any of the following (manu rios, andre lamoglia, simone sussina, or any as long as you contact the mun). If interested message the main and I can tell you how to get in touch with them!

[aronpipcr]

manu rios via instagram

[moorbrookehq]

ACTIVITY CHECK

Due to inactivity, the accounts below have twenty-four hours to either post replies or message the main for a hiatus:

JAXSON LAMONT - @jaxlamont

JEN SLOANE - @jen-l-sloane

CLARA HARVEY & JUNE KENNEDY - @sclflcss

ATHENA DECKER - @athenadecker

CELINE YEUNG - @yeungceline

Any accounts that remain inactive after twenty-four hours will be unfollowed and the face claims will be reopened for applications.

Due to loss of muse, please unfollow the characters below:

DIANA GUO - @diguo

JUNIE REYNOLDS & TAY DE LEON - @thishouseisacastle

The face claims MANU RIOS, GEMMA CHAN,  WOO DO HWAN have now been reopened. Any accounts that remain inactive after twenty-four hours will be unfollowed and the face claims will be reopened for applications.

[moncherpeche]

[excorcising]

manu rios

[betweenmuses]

OPEN STARTER FOR: M/F/NB, basically he’s staying at your house (could be roommates, best friends sibling - or even the best friend, or just about anything) and really making himself at home.  Test muse, don’t really know where I want to go with him yet so throwing him out to test the waters!  Cruz is his name, early twenties, and his face claim is Manu Rios.

Cruz, thinking he was the only one awake after struggling to fall asleep, was in the shower letting the water relax his body as steam surrounded him.  When he heard the click of the door he thought nothing of it, “i’ll be done in a bit, mate, don’t mind me.”  He didn’t even look to see who it was as he continued what he was doing.