#happy -late- birthday to skyler!

[galaxofmuses]

"I heard it's someone's birthday.~" Akira smiled as soon as he spotted his good friend Sonic with a rectangular box in hand and a red bow on top. The wrapping wasn't anything special since he got it from a store, but it was better than nothing. "Sorry I'm late. I hope this is to your liking, speed Master." Inside was a brand new pair of running shoes in a blue and red color to match his fur and current shoes. "They're the latest brand. Give them a good spin."

Well this is a surprise, but yet shouldn't be a surprise that Akira did his homework about his friend's birthday. Looking down at the gift and looks back at his friend with a grateful smile. "Ah man you shouldn't have!" He takes the gift and opens it. With a soft gasp They see a beautiful pair of shoes and it's absolutely his aesthetic. "Oh man! I'm gonna just do that!"

Taking off his sneakers and putting on the new ones. Of course he has to give it a nice tap on the toes and doing some stretches before they give it a nice speed test. "Okay! Let's see what these can do!"

He speeds off in a blink of an eye and speeding through crowds and streets without getting any caught. But the most important part is that the shoes are light as a feather and so comfortable just like his old sneakers. Sonic couldn't help, but to grin from this new gift. As he eventually returns to where Akira is, Sonic looks down at the new shoes and chuckles with glee.

"Whoo! I love them! Thanks buddy! I can't wait to test these out at that Mementos place you've been talking about!"

[sedittedice]

I drew my friend very late birthday art for him and I'm on a call w him rn and he showed me he wore this on his birthday

So in the drawing I made this 💀💀💀💀

[k-krissten]

Interstellar | part II

Minsung x fem!

Synopsis: Nova is the star of K-pop, and also the best friend of Jisung and Minho, she is the girl of the moment, and her falling in love with them will change everything, although it will be for the better... Or not?

You were never patient, it always bothers you to wait, maybe as an artist you were you never had to wait for anything. Or maybe it was that the idea of not knowing what would happen filled your body with anxiety. That’s why you seemed like a Spring right now, while you were waiting for the arrival of your staff, your mind was collapsed from different things, one of them, the night before when you saw Minho and Jisung in the bathroom.

“You will make a hole in the floor if you keep bouncing your leg like this” Minho spoke to you as she entered your dressing room with her boyfriend.

“What makes you so nervous, Noona?” Han’s soft voice seemed almost angelic to you.

“The staff doesn’t arrive, I have no idea where Jay is, and Skyler has a hangover. Today everything must go well and it seems that the world is against me. I swear I’ll throw myself out a window if something else goes wrong” You spoke terribly frustrated.

“Hey, everything is going to be fine, I promise.” Minho answered by sitting next to you, taking you by the waist and sticking your body to his.

“The staff will be here at any time, Jay will appear soon and it will not be the first time that Skyler shows up half drunk” Jisung who was now partially on you and his boyfriend, murmured as he put his head in the hollow of your neck and hugged you. “Everything will go well as always, and if something goes wrong, I doubt it, we will be here for you.”

“We will always be here.” I complete the older boy. “Always for you, Nova, never forget it.”

You always liked being between the bodies of the two boys, but just at this moment, that the perfume that you yourself gave to Jisung for his birthday, was impregnated in Minho almost as if the fragrance sweated and the youngest had new marks on his neck, obviously made during the night before, and that made you want the armchair to swallow you. The simple idea that while you were uncomfortable at the party waiting for them, Lee Know was making those marks, it made you stir your stomach.

You got up from the couch calmly, pretending that you didn’t really feel like crying or vomiting and turned on your cell phone. The photo of the three that you have as a wallpaper saddens you. You appear in the middle, but neither of us’s eyes are on you. Even through the screen you could see how much in love they are with each other, from the way they looked at each other it seemed that you weren’t even there, almost as if you didn’t exist. And you felt like a satellite between two celestial bodies.

“Nova, hey, are you listening to me?” Camille, your stylist, you don’t know when he arrived and took you out of your distressing nebula.

“Mhm of course, of course Camille listens to you.”

“What did I say?” The girl questioned.

“Are you very happy to see me?”

“Yes, of course” I speak as I finished arranging your outfit and its beauty tools. This was the last presentation that Interstellar would make until the next comeback, so it had to be absolutely impressive and everyone seemed more tense and nervous than usual. “I said to be late because I had to look for the locker room and now we have an hour and a half to do your hair, makeup and get dressed, we are against the clock, so you two have to go.”

Being on stage was always your favorite thing, the lights, the buzzing from the speakers, the people excited about your music and the three of you, was undoubtedly the reason why all the effort was worth it. But throughout the show you couldn’t help but be sad, you hoped that your fans wouldn’t realize it although it was unlikely. But the overwhelming feelings about Minsung were slowly collapsing your heart and mind.

“Now will you tell us why you’re so weird, Nova?” Minho surprised you when you entered your dressing room. I was sitting on your couch with a serious face, accompanied by Jisung who looked at you with a grimace. You were too tired, physically and mentally, but how could you ignore them when you knew that all you wanted was to be comforted.

God, how do you explain to them that what makes you strange is that you are in love with them.

It took me a while to update because I wrote and deleted all the time, but here is part two of my favorite guys and I think the third part that I will publish tomorrow is almost ready. Remember that English is not my first language, if you see an error do not hesitate to tell me. This is my first job and I’m a little nervous. If you like me please reblog or let me know in the comments.

—Kristen.

[prxttyvcnom]

‷ heads up ; if you hear WEAPON by AGAINST THE CURRENT blaring, it’s most likely SKYLER CAMERON making their way down the shore ! they’re 26 years old and celebrate their birthday on 2/12 in numbers - i knew they were an AQUARIUS ! especially since they’re very DETERMINED and RECKLESS. they are from UPPER EAST SIDE, NY, staying in DOWNTOWN and are currently working as a ASPIRING ACTRESS/FASHION INTERN, here at the cape. they always did remind me of crumpled up pieces of torn sketch paper scattered on a hardwood floor ; the desire to go on walks with no real destination ; and the pulsating lights of a club dripping down waves of blonde hair.‷

ABOUT SKYLER: Falling on my face again, so I know I’m right on track.

CHARACTER BASICS

FULL NAME: Skyler Rhodes Cameron

NICKNAME(S): Sky

AGE: Twenty-Six

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Sydney Sweeney

EYE COLOR: Blue

HAIR COLOR: Blonde

HEIGHT: 5′3″

WEIGHT: 110 lbs.

DATE OF BIRTH: February 12th

ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius

MAJOR: Fashion Design

LANGUAGES SPOKEN: English, French, & Italian

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Hufflepuff

OCCUPATION: Intern to a local designer, Aspiring Actress

HOBBIES: Singing, Baking, Shopping, Yoga, Photography, Guitar, Drums, Acting

HOMETOWN: Manhattan, New York (Upper East Side)

RESIDENCE: Downtown

HOUSING: One bedroom Loft

TIME IN TOWN: 1 year

FAMILY

MOTHER: Diana Cameron (née Carmichael)

FATHER: Liam Cameron

SISTER: tbd Cameron

CHARACTER HISTORY

Skyler was born and raised in the Upper East Side of New York with both her parents and sister. Her Mom, a well known face around the world for retiring from the modeling world to style them, met a man traveling the globe as a musician. Liam was nowhere near as successful as his wife, but somehow two opposites managed to maintain a marriage and start a very creative family. The Cameron girls grew up surrounded by music and lavish parties, it wasn’t long until Skyler realized how much she loved to sing. Her sister and father would play instruments and she’d dance around the living room and sing for them, loving that this seemed to turn into a weekly tradition. She fell in love with being in the spotlight, though she quickly stuck to only singing in the shower once she saw how talented her sister was with music as a way to give each of them something to allow them to shine differently but together. As a young girl Skyler would sneak into her mother’s closet when they had a gala or late night function the girl’s weren’t old enough to attend and spend hours staring at the shoes, perfecting the art of walking in heels by the age of 5.The sneaking continued as she’d venture into her mom’s workshop and “borrow” designs off her rack for parties, being sure to put the items back before morning.Skyler was always drawn to fashion, wearing it, creating it…you name it. She was happy to pick up another passion that’d look good on her college applications alongside acting, getting the chance to design costumes for her onstage performances didn’t hurt either. When she was finally able to go to all the events she’d study what everyone was wearing, learning what was popular and using it to start designing her own clothes in secret, not wanting her mother’s influence to smother her.She never thought she was any good, so for a while she stuck to drawing anything she could: fruit, people, nature. anything that didn’t involve clothes, but she always found herself coming back. It wasn’t until she met (wanted muse connection) that he truly got her to start honing her craft and focusing on what mattered to her most.As Skyler entered university at Cornell, she saw herself debating between her desires, seeing as fashion would lead her directly under her mother’s shadow and that’s something she’s still striving to steer far away from. She’s always loved her mother’s designs but knew a developed career would involve Skyler working under her and not getting to experience the real world on her own. The spark for acting came back bigger and stronger than ever, resulting in the blonde signing up for every production Cornell had to offer. Junior year she was offered an opportunity to study abroad in Paris, quickly jumping on that before finding herself romantically connected to a big designer. He went behind her back and stole her designs for himself, publishing them without her consent and leaving the credit she rightfully deserved unmarked. Skyler was devastated, not knowing how to handle the betrayal of someone she put all her trust and ideas in. She used this as her plea to fly back to New York to continue her degree.She was offered an intern position with a local designer in Cape May shortly after she graduated and she’s been here ever since, doing her best to look toward her future rather than the past.

PRESENT DAY UPDATES

If there’s a party you’ll be sure to find her there, especially with a drink in hand.

She only fully trusts one person in her life: her sister.

She’s her sister’s opposite. being very outgoing, playful, and down to try anything once, charming people with a simple smile from across the room.

She’s always felt this bit of responsibility to make her mother proud and constantly feels that pressure which is one of the main reasons she’s questioning what to do with her career.

Where she goes, trouble tends to follow due to the blonde’s overwhelming sense of adventure and curiosity.

She landed her first acting role, a small commercial and wants to do more in this line of work. She’s also been featured a handful of times as an extra.

She’s the type that her family has money but she’s not one to show it off, never making extravagant purchases especially now living on her own.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

muse :open. her number one support system, made her realize how amazing she was at fashion design. if it wasn’t for him she’d probably still be sketching trees.

best friends :open. open. open. these people are always there for her when she needs them.

fwb/hookups/flings :open. open. being a girl who isn’t one for relationships unless it clicks, it leaves the girl with a lot of free time. she gets bored easily so there’s more than one but it’s always fun and carefree, just like her.

revenge hookup :open. started as a fling to get back at one of her exes and now the two just can’t seem to stay away from each other.

childhood friend :open. their mother’s quickly became friends, always visiting skyler’s mother’s store to get the best designer clothes they could. which led to the two talking while their moms did, getting close and spending time together at events.

protective friendship :open. the person who always comes to her rescue, won’t let anyone mess with her or talk bad about her in their presence. often is seen throwing skyler over his shoulder and carrying her out of parties before she does something dumb.

bad influence :open. the two always have a good time out together, fueling each other’s bad decisions, daring one another to do something crazier.

good influence : open. tries keeping her head on straight and out of trouble.  

cuddle buddy :open. a sort of confidant relationship that usually revolves around them spilling their guts or talking shit, cuddling with no cares in the world. possible that the cuddling could lead to something more romantic.

sexual tension :open. the two can’t seem to stay away from each other and though nothing sexual has happened yet…they’re never far from crossing over that line.

casual exes :open. open.

party friends :open. open. the people who wouldn’t been seen far away from skyler at a party. having drinks in their hands and/or having a good time on whatever dance floor they could find.

chosen sister : open. the person skyler can open up to and talk to about anything. she looks out for skyler like they were actually related, protecting her and being there for her whenever she needs.

the one without the label : open. the two became a frequent thing, partners in crime that were exclusively sleeping with each other. time went on and skyler wanted a define answer of what they were, a label. he denied her and the response was a simple okay, then ending things completely.

partner in crime :open. the first person skyler ever got high with. trouble is always guaranteed when the two are together.

occasional drug buddy :open. when skyler gets high, she likes to do it around someone else, this person allows her to feel comfortable and have a good time. often seen calling her to smoke as well.

aren’t you famous? : open. the person who’s seen one too many commercials featuring a beauty line and skyler.

supplier : open. this person supplies her with whatever when she needs it.

[thecount-dracula]

@skylett-skyler Happy slightly late Birthday to my lovely Bride Sky. { I am very sorry abut this. I made an error while trying the queue feature this time. } I know you have been celebrating, this time with an additional special someone in your crowd. You have been going through hardships, so I hope your birthday has been time away from it all. Remember I am always here to help. I hope you are enjoying the blood and I look forward to hunting with you.

[lazyjellyfish300]

Hey Jelly!! I haven't been on tumblr the past few days, and i missed your birthday so happy late birthday!!!!

I hope you had a great birthday, have a good rest of your day/night 🤍

AHHH thank you so much Skyler!!! 😭😭🥰🥰 I appreciate your support!!! 🥰🥰It means the world 🫶🏽😁 I hope you do the same 🙏🏽💕😍

[seaoreos]

I got a new bag at forest fair this year. It’s red and orange and shaped like a whale shark with big button eyes, ridiculously adjustable straps, and a surprising amount of space inside compared to my old bag.

So I’ve piled a lot of things into it. Among the usual things like wallet, phone, lip balm. A small bottle of lotion, a small tin of hand cream, two different kinds of earplugs, glasses cleaner, phone battery, a notebook & pencil, and a small box of the Pride pins I make.

It only has one small pocket inside of it, so I put my most-used and smallest stuff in there. So, to keep things more organized, I put some things into a small handy little mesh bag I got from some dice or earrings or something I got. Two different sizes of pads, normal band-aids, waterproof band-aids, at least four ibuprofen, a pack of tissues… I’m sure there’s something I’m forgetting. Anyways, *everything* that’s in my bag isn’t exactly the point of this post.

Once I realized how much stuff I could put in my new bag, it made me happy to think of being the ‘has literally any random thing and god knows what else in his bag’ guy. And there’s still stuff I wanna add, like maybe a small sewing kit, glasses repair kit… gum. So on.

And recently, in an online class I’ve been in (which could be another, less positive post, at least right now) I saw someone trying to post their art on the discussion board that had done something I had almost done, until I figured out the way everyone else was doing it. So I just dropped a quick comment, telling them I’d had the same problem, and trying to help. Not required or anything, I just… wanted to.

Last night, my friend Skyler was drawing something for the first time in awhile- they were struggling with a small part of it, asked for some help- I did a quick show of how the reference they were using lines worked, the sort of shape they made, and also drew a vague shape of what it could look like over/with their lineart. It didn’t take much work, just a few minutes or so, but they were really happy. The art came out great, by the way, and it made me really happy to see them drawing again.

and tonight my partner was also drawing- something for my birthday, actually. (Tuesday. Oct 3rd. I’m turning 18.) At first he was just struggling with the cuff of a sleeve, some fabric folds, so I did a similar thing to help him out. Now I’m also drawing a quick reference of my oc Viri’s face scar for him, (which I have yet to finish. Class project. That I should be working on instead of writing this.) because he needed that too, and I don’t mind.

They were both thanking me for my help- we were all on call together- and in trying to find something to say, I just managed “I like to help.” And, you know, I really think I do, actually. I like to help. It’s nice. I don’t know where I was going with this originally, but… I like to help. I want to help. And I’ve been doing it without much of a second thought lately, which is nice. It feels good.

it’s 7am and I haven’t slept which isn’t helping my mush brain make the original point/meaning here that I’ve kinda forgotten by now. But I wanna be good and kind and help but I also wanna remember how to be mean again.

but I guess what I mean by ‘mean’ I think, is I want to.. have a backbone again? Be brave again? Be a brash little autistic kid who said ‘but why’ to everything and anything and just did what they thought was right? And it’s kind of ‘mean’ only because a lot of other people see it that way. I wanna stick up for others and myself too, instead of clamming up and not doing it. It doesn’t help that I don’t feel very intimidating. I’m almost 18, but I’m pretty short and a weird little hopefully-kinda-gnc-lookin thing and people just always seem to think that I’m 13 or something. It’s genuinely getting on my nerves. Ma’am. I am a fucking grown ass man. Please stop talking to me like that.

I’m tired I need to sleep. Basically I wanna be kind but take no shit. I guess. That’s very punk to me. And I wanna make a jacket covered in patches and pins and other customizations, maybe some spikes and some moss, paint and sharpies and god knows what else. I simultaneously wanna look like a wizard, some cottage thing, a punk ass fuck, a colorful blob, and some forest creature, which is great. Anyways remembering the nice stuff I’ve done recently w just the. I dunno, almost bewildered ‘I like to help’ that was.. instinct? Makes me feel good. I wanna have my sharp teeth back.

[the-institute-gifts]

To: Beth Garcia- @beth-garcia​

Happy late birthday, Beth!

Skyler

[quinten-sawyer]

Birthday Gift

Happy late birthday!

Skyler

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[levixmatthews]

Birthday Gift

Happy late birthday, bestie!

Skyler

[shinechermont]

Date start >:3

Who needs lights or candles when you have Ethan?

[galaxofmuses]

Admittedly the hedgehog browsed longer in the botany than he anticipated, indecisive of the present, occasionally trotting between aisle to aisle glancing at this particular plant, before eventually purchasing it. Sonic carefully carried it as he gently knocked Amara's door, shuffling his sneakers as he presented the present. "Heh... not too late, am I? Happy Birthday, Amara." In his palms was an Pink Arrowhead Plant. /Nature Boi's got her a pretty plant UvU

Amara's Birthday! 9/23 // Always Accepting!

Opening the door and blinks for a moment to realize it's not Skyler. Her Skyler. The blue quills are a dead giveaway and putting the two and two together to realize it's the other twin that Sky always self proclaims. With a smile as she sees the beautiful potted plant. It was so thoughtful and it's clear that her porch is filled up with roses and other plants that she bought or been gifted.

"It's never too late Sonic." as a tease, she leans over to kissed him on the cheek as a thanks.

"It's so beautiful." She picks up the plant with joy. "I never see these types of plans often. Oh and come in! I did made some pie today."

[tangodancerxindie]

meet... adira selwyn

age: 27

pronouns: she / her

birthplace: somerset, england, united kingdom

former house: ravenclaw ( slytherin hatstall )

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: pianist and burgeoning historian

blood status: pureblood

alignment: unaligned ( has the dark mark )

faceclaim: skyler samuels

&. “i am afraid that if i open myself, i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river? what mountain taught me such shame?)” -- jamie oliveira, “erosion”

under the cut contains multiple triggers, including ( tw neglect, tw emotional abuse, tw self harm, tw body horror, tw alcohol, tw alcoholism ). if i seem to have missed any, please let me know.

Adira Iris Selwyn was born an early September morning to Augustus and Odessa Selwyn, just as summer was finally coming to an end. The only child Odessa and Augustus would have, and he’d wanted so badly to have sons to carry on the family name. None of this seemed to bother Adira, who was a happy baby, always smiling and cooing at the house elves who took care of her. Notably, her father was never around, and as she grew, her mother only seemed to come around to fiddle with her appearance and then leave. She grew up quite lonely, getting herself lost in the family’s rose hedge maze or devouring a book alone in the vast library of Selwyn Manor. The older she got, the more Odessa’s presence managed to linger, but her father still remained notably absent, aside from the odd dinner or family event.

When it came time for her to go to Hogwarts, Adira was hungry for the adventure. It was a new place to explore, and it came, best of all, with other people. As she sat under the sorting hat, it pondered placing her in Slytherin, her family’s ancestral house, or Ravenclaw, to satisfy those curiosities that lingered in her mind. Her whole life changed as the hat called out the latter of the two houses. Her father sent her a howler the next day, the most words she’d heard from him on schooling or much else since she was a child. He was disappointed by her. While her relationship with her father became non-existent, as he refused to even dine with his daughter when she was home, her school life became positively magical. She gained friends easily with a nice smile, excelled in her classes, and slowly began to grow into herself. A few new fascinations–languages, history, and dragons–kept her busy and happier than she’d been in her entire life. Odessa took to picking her apart at home.

Some of the friends she’s acquired were unsuitable for a member of the Sacred 28–halfbloods, muggleborns, the lot. The next time she heard from her father, really heard from him, it wasn’t until her seventh year at school had ended, and he pulled her until his study. He told her that he’d been watching after her as she progressed in school, and he had noticed the kind of company she’d keep. The unladylike and frivolous subjects she’d picked up at school. He offered her an ultimatum–he would let her keep her friends, live wherever she wanted, and generally not interfere with that part of her life if she got the Dark Mark. If she didn’t, he’d keep her in the house and lock the key behind her, and the next time she’d be leaving would be her wedding day. Adira couldn’t fathom having only herself for company, having to live in a house without anyone to talk to. She did what she felt she had to. She proved herself, got the Dark Mark, and tried not to cry about it until she was alone.

Life seemed to stabilize after that. Her mother, while unhappy about her daughter’s new mark, seemed to start focusing in more in grooming her for her future marriage. No letter from Augustus came, but he kept his word. She was able to get a nice flat in the middle of the wizarding hub, and the level of freedom that brought was something she took advantage of. She immersed herself in history, even if it seemed to just distract from the pain of what she’d done, and continued talking to her friends on both sides of the war. However, with the mark on her arm, it was hard to maintain those friendships without a good deal of lying–a skill she became masterful in. But all of this stress began to take a toll on her, and, late one night after her twentieth birthday, she found herself in her bathroom, trying to claw the dark mark off of her arm with her own nails. Whether she wanted to die or simply wanted to mar something that was slowly destroying her life, she didn’t know. Still doesn’t. But she now keeps it covered at all times, the danger of her own situation not escaping her. If a fellow Death Eater saw what she’d done to the mark, she’d surely be punished. If a friend on the other side of things saw it, she’d lose them for what she’d done.

As a way to distract herself, she took two of her hobbies and turned them into more public careers--her piano playing landing her a good bit of public press as she began to play at more and more prestigious institutions, and history, which took her years to gain any sort of traction on. Despite the lack of word from her parents, she knows the house elves they send spy on her, and she knows she isn’t truly free. She also know that, eventually, they will arrange a match for her, and it’s only a matter of time until they do.

Adira knows seven languages, most of which she learned during her summers home during school. They are, as follows, and in order: English, German, Italian, French, Mermish, Portuguese, Spanish, and Arabic. She’s working on learning Russian and Hungarian in her spare time.

[ctrldchaos]

Name: Skyler Luca Kinzie Pronouns: she/they Birthday: September 29 Zodiac Sign: Libra Age: Late 20s  Sexuality: Queer Occupation: Talent Scout Favorite Drink: Classic Margarita Favorite Movie: E.T.

Mini Bio:

Skyler essentially grew up as an only child even if she did have a sibling. Skyler and Brodie didn’t know about each other for the first 12 years of Skyler’s life. Brodie was the product of an affair and Skyler didn’t find out about her until her parents were getting divorced. 

Finding out about Brodie was life changing but in the best of ways. The two connected instantly, thick as thieves right from the start. While Skyler held a little resentment about how she found out about Brodie, she was just happy that she had the bigger sister she always dreamed about. 

Before Brodie, Skyler’s cousin Dayton was their best friend. Dayton still was their best friend, but he got a little weird for a few years when Skyler and Brodie were connecting. Luckily by high school Dayton had gotten over his jealousy and they could rule their school together. 

Skyler and Dayton did everything together, they were truly the best of friends. Skyler was one of the few people who really understood Dayton and didn’t count him out before he had a chance to prove himself. Sure he was a little much but so was she. 

Skyler loved getting into trouble, that was the one thing she did without Dayton. Whether it was going to parties and indulging in whatever they could get their hands on. It got her into trouble every now and then but her dad was always there to bail her out. 

College and a traditional career path was never something that excited Skyler, it all seemed too boring and stuffy. She wasn’t destined to work at the family company like her cousins were. 

Luckily Brodie was a few years older than her and was already making herself in the music industry, she was on the path to take over a rather large record label. Brodie made it known to Skyler that she needed someone out in the world to find talent for her. So instead of college Skyler went to work for Brodie. She quickly found that she loved it and with Brodie’s help she climbed the ranks. 

While work keeps them busy Skyler still finds plenty of time to go out and party and enjoy herself. She doesn’t see herself as the settling down type, she saw how that went with her parents and she doesn’t want to live a life like that. While she’s not opposed to commitment it is not something Skyler is actively seeking. 

Connections:

Dayton Kinzie || Cousin/Best Friend

Monroe Kinzie || Cousin

Brodie Kinzie-Hendrix || Sibling

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Headcanons

Desires

Random Things

[frankowitz]

 ⟡ * ˖ ° ⌜ francis layla horowitz ⌟

guess who’s back with a brand new muse !! (by brand new i mean about 2 years old but it’s fine)

trigger warnings: familial death, cancer, drugs, addiction, depression, jeez

this is my bean francis but please call her frankie and frankie ONLY (or bean, which is what her dad calls her)

she is the daughter of steven horowitz but he is better known by his stage name , STIX. he was the drummer in a late 80s rock band (think acdc or twisted sister). her mom was a well known model at the time, victoria halloway. she inspired loads of her dad’s songs, their most famous being bright eyes ! 

she was born and raised in nyc! originally, she lived in a penthouse on the upper west side (64th and central park west bb, which meant A LOT of shows at the metropolitan opera house), but her family eventually moved down to seaport in 2013-2014ish when they built up the place after hurricane sandy 

ANYWAY, she was the second of two kids. her older brother, skyler, was 2 years older than her and they were super tight. like best friends. sky followed in his dad’s footsteps to become a musician and started playing in an indie band that actually got some traction? (they probably sounded similar to the frights, so sort of surf punk)

when sky was fifteen, they took him to the doctor after complaining about a pain in his leg. after some routine tests, that very same day he was diagnosed with osteosarcoma. frankie was thirteen and it can still be recalled as one of the worst days of her life 

he was admitted pretty much immediately. at the time he had been dating his best friend/bass player of the band, so her and frankie hung out in the hospital just about every day. frankie didn’t go to school for a week 

okay i can go into sky’s whole story but i won’t, really long story short he got his leg amputated, was in remission for about seven months, then the cancer came back, eventually he wasn’t able to fight it. he died shortly after his eighteenth birthday (also, his gf was pregnant, had a bb boy named wolfie, which he got to meet for about a month, so frankie is really close to her lil nephew)

frankie was sixteen when he died and she was ~traumatized~ that was his best friend yo !

things were very different in the horowitz household after that. mama was in a depression pit, dad was trying his best to keep it together and take care of francis, francis was under the impression that she was 16 and did not need to be taken care of. she started sneaking out, taking the subway to brooklyn to go to house parties of people she barely knew, etc 

at first it was just alcohol. she’d go to parties, get really really drunk, have no recollection of getting home (on the nights that she did get home). she liked the way booze made her feel, particularly tequila! it made her feel happy and like she wanted to dance !

but that shine eventually wore off, and francis needed something else. she started dabbling in other things — coke, pills, hallucinogens. she liked how she felt when she was on them, hated how she felt during the come down. 

ended up dropping out of school just before her graduation, which her parents were pissed about. they said if she wasn’t planning on taking her life seriously, going to college, etc, that she couldn’t live at home. so she left!

for a while she stayed with her “sister in law” and nephew, and eventually ended up crashing with a guy she was hooking up with — or, if you asked him, his girlfriend — but francis didn’t view it that way with anyone

now, she lives in a tiny apartment in soho with a couple of roommates, it’s probably not supposed to fit that many people tbh. the most of them are living paycheck to paycheck, which is why they are squeezing into this tiny place 

francis is unemployed, minus the occasional modeling gigs. mostly, though, she’s a sugar baby. goes on dates with older men and takes their money. only occasionally sleeps with them, if they seem like a real tough shell to crack. and sometimes they give her more money that way

doesn’t do love or relationships ever. periodt. very summer finn à la 500 days of summer

very much addicted to drugs and alcohol, but has yet to hit rock bottom so she doesn’t really see that. she thinks she has it all under control

back in her mom’s modeling days, she had been friends with andy. frankie used to hear stories about him and all the other wonderful new york artists, so when she heard about the factory she knew it would be something worthwhile 

she lowkey be crashing there sometimes because she’s too far gone to get home, also sometimes she just doesn’t feel like going home. sort of has a plan to sneak in her stuff and move in but she’s still debating it

wanted plots !!

roommates!! re: she lives in a tiny apartment in soho with a couple of roommates, it’s probably not supposed to fit that many people tbh. the most of them are living paycheck to paycheck, which is why they are squeezing into this tiny place 

best friend: they probably don’t go way back, because frankie isn’t friends with friends from way back, but they probably get into all sorts of trouble in the city all the time. 

ex flings: plenty to go around! frankie is pansexual, she might lean towards guys more but she’s hooked up with plenty of girls too

please give me a 500 days of summer esque plot, aka they believe in love and she does not, they think it’s more than a hook up and she does not, etc, i’d die for this thanks 

enemies !! GIVE me someone she just does not get along with...at all. i’m sure there are many

honestly give me any and all plots ! pls ! 

[soysaucevictim]

Poofed again, for the past few days.

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Apr 18

I had been up since about 7:30AM. I did NOT have a restful night’s sleep.

A good bit of evidence for that was me forgetting to bring my laptop power chord in with me. So after I got there, I decided to spend time going to the diner and working on that drawing (until my battery ran too low.)

WRAP Group went okay - we restarted our curriculum, today. 5 Key Concepts - good stuff.

Spent remainder of time afterwards doing the DD and socializing... largely because I was getting restless and agitated about not being able to draw, not enough sleep, and probably too much caffeine in my system.

Got home, and spent most of my day watching the rest of Breaking Bad, playing games, and watching YouTube.

That DD was the only physically active thing I really accomplished - which was 50 squat step-ups with EC. It did work out a bit of restless energy I was having at the time. Definitely got pretty aerobic, too.

Despite being hella sleep-deprived and overstimulated... I went to bed at ass o’clock. :/

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Apr 19*

Been up since about 3:00 PM.

Don’t have a whole lot to show for my day, usual noise.

I did do my exercise... this waking period at least.

First, today’s DD. 100 palm strikes with EC. I always love combat exercises, so this was a lot of fun! :D

Second, Day 23 of CG! Step jacks and march steps. Rested twice. Generally would have been more into this one, had I been doing it at a sensible hour. But just gotta deal with that decision. Shoulders did get pretty tired and I did noticeably feel a bit of blood pooling in my hands from upped HR + centrifugal force... which was a bit distracting. Not the first time with jacks, though and not a big deal to me. (Perhaps a factor was biorhythm stuff - sleep schedule is so wacky... yeah.)

Last, Day 23 of the A&CC. 4x20 side bridges with EC. This was not exactly pleasant and took some digging to get through it. Just happy I got it over with.

I’m not proud of finishing my exercises past 3AM... but distractions, man (one of which being getting mad at all the misogyny from fandom directed at Skyler from Breaking Bad... orz).

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Apr 20*

Woke up a bit after 3PM, today. Yeah. :/

This day was basically the same as yesterday (including getting my exercise way too damn late again.)

First, today’s DD. 20 pike push-ups with EC. Form wasn't great, but I'll accept it. Not a personal favorite variation - but that's how it is sometimes. :P

Second, Day 24 of CG! March steps and butt kicks. Also rested twice, today. Knees and ankles weren’t terribly happy with how I executed the butt kicks - I admit that I just wanted to get it over with... so I wasn’t totally attentive. *Shrugs.*

Last, Day 24 of the A&CC. 4x20 infinity circles. I admit- these are mostly hard to maintain stability - easy to rock weight a bit too much and make it take a bit to complete the rep’s path fluidly and swiftly. But consider it done.

With that... I really should go wind down now. (Even though I did make the poor decision to drink coffee too late too...)

Gotta be up at least before 1PM so I can go with fam for Easter Dinner / Dad’s [Early, out of convenience] birthday day celebration.