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Caffeine Rush: Chapter Four / Irish Coffee
Pairing: Javier Peña x f!Reader
W/C: 3k
Warnings: alcohol, language, sexual harassment, physical fighting, Javi is a legend for this chapter/next lmao, reader wears makeup and heels but clothing is otherwise not described
A/N: HI I’m gonna forgo summaries for this series from now on, if anyone has an issue with that pls lmk and we can go back to it, I’m just sick of using like the same summary lmao! Hope you guys like it, idk when chapter 5 will come but somewhat soon!
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Irish coffee: a cocktail consisting of hot coffee, Irish whiskey, and sugar, stirred, and topped with cream. The coffee is drunk through the cream.
Four nights after you first kissed Javier, and now many kisses later, Javier insists he take you to the one place he knows in D.C.: a nice bar in the downtown area. You’d spent the days visiting museums and monuments, giving him a tour of the Georgetown campus too. He’d hum along to the radio in your shitty car while you drove place to place. He surprised you with how much modern music he knew.
If the past four days have been getting to know Javier, privately becoming acquainted with each other’s minds and lips, tonight is some kind of grand exposition. Your brief whirlwind of a romance has been contained to your coffee shop and small restaurants off the beaten path. Javier is a well-connected man; he’s sure to know people downtown. From what he’s explained to you, he’s somewhat of a powerhouse in the DEA. Everyone downtown knows a version of the man, who goes by Agent Peña, but all you know is your Javi, your Javi who kisses you goodnight after buying you cupcakes, who drinks your peppermint mochas like it’s the nectar of the gods.
So, it’s safe to say you’re nervous. If he’s bringing you somewhere where he will know people, which he offhandedly told you, you’re going to be the living legend’s date for the night. As you stare into the mirror, your brow furrows in concentration, drawing a line across your eyelid with a pencil of kohl, your phone rings on the vanity in front of you. It makes you jump and the eye pencil drag upwards across your eyelid- most definitely not where you intended it to go. “Fuck!” you shout in annoyance and toss the pencil down. When you pick up, your voice shows your frustration. “Hello?” You ask sharply.
“Hey, abejita,” a smooth voice answers: who else but Javier.
“Hi, Javi,” you sigh as you press the button, moving the call to the speakerphone. “You made me fuck up my eyeliner.”
“Sorry. Just calling to talk.”
His words make you smile and your ears feel warm as they rush with blood. You aren’t picking him up for another hour. “What, you couldn’t wait that long to talk?” You ask him, biting down on your painted lips with a smile.
“No. I’m bored and I miss you.” It’s true, he thinks to himself. He hasn’t seen you all day. After spending the last three days in nearly 24-hour contact, he misses the sound of your laughter and the way your soft lips feel pressed against his stubbled cheek.
“Well, I suppose it’s been…” you trail off as you calculate, “about 20 hours since I’ve seen you. I”m practically going through withdrawals,” you laugh, and it makes Javier’s chest warm to hear that beautiful sound, even through the tinny receiver of the hotel’s phone. “You know, if you have a cute nickname for me, I need to have something equally cute for you.”
“There’s a difference, abejita,” Javier teases, opening the hotel window to smoke out of. “You’re cute. I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“I am many things, little bee, but I am not cute,” Javier chuckles as he sticks the cigarette between his lips and lights it up.
“Well, I think you are,” you refute in a stubborn tone. “You bought me cupcakes on our first date. That’s cute. You come to my work and bring me treats and kiss me in front of my coworkers. That’s cute too.”
Javier shakes his head. Sure, the things could be classified as cute, he supposes, but they’re not the normal Javier. Sexy, rude, intelligent, any of those words could describe him. He’s a playboy, a heartbreaker, and all in all is, by principle, a lone wolf. Well, he was. He’s been chasing Escobar for years and years… and now he’s dead. Maybe he can allow himself to start anew, and this new beginning has to have you in it.
He takes a slow drag from the cigarette, getting lost in his own thoughts and forgetting to answer. The silence makes you suspicious. “Javi? Did I lose you?”
The words snap him back to reality. “No, I’m here. I’m sorry, I… zoned out there.”
“Good,” you smile as you wipe off the messy eyeliner and apply a new, perfectly winged layer of the dark makeup. “I suppose I’ll just have to see what comes. Nicknames have to be earned, not given. Did you ever have any nicknames when you were little?” You ask as you brush a sparkling powder over your eyes.
Javier thinks for a second, almost to the point where you have to ask again if he’s there. That seems to be Javier’s biggest flaw so far. “No, not really. Sometimes the other kids would call me Peñita. Didn’t like that one,” he chuckles, and you can hear air rush past the microphone as he exhales the smoke into the ever-darkening D.C. sky. “My mom had all kinds of names for me, but they were the things you’d call a little kid.”
You nod, then realize he can’t see you and you need to speak. “That’s cute. Tell me about your parents,” you ask him as you continue to brush various makeup products across your face.
Javier shakes his head. “That’s more of an over-drinks topic, I think.”
“When have you ever held back information from me?” You scoff lightly, as if you’ve known him a thousand years. It hits you as you say it, the whirlwind this entire thing has been. You’ve known Javier for five days, and he’s already everything to you. And he’s going back to Colombia in 3 weeks. It makes your heart sink in your chest, and anxiety creeps in, the realization that he might not be falling as quickly as you are. Maybe it’s time to pull back a little, you tell yourself. He won’t be here long.
“Ha,” he says dryly and takes another drag from his cigarette. “Well, I’m ready when you are, if you want to come get me a little earlier.”
His emotionless tone makes you panic. You wonder if you just went somewhere you shouldn’t have by asking about his parents, if you’ve just crossed some line you didn’t know existed. You desperately want to ask him, to reassure yourself and get rid of the worry slowly collecting in your gut, but you don’t. You can’t. You shouldn’t. “I’m still getting ready,” you tell him, and it’s truthful. “I’ll be there at 7, like we said. Is that alright?” you ask.
Javier blows a breath of smoke into the night, the cloud of smoke mingling with the heat puff of his breath. “Sounds good to me. I’ll leave you alone to get ready,” he tells you with a small smile.
“Alright. I’ll see you then. You’re wearing something nice, right?” You clarify one last time.
“Whatever you wear will be beautiful on you. Don’t worry about it.” Javier, ever the king of flattery, looks down and appraises his own outfit. “But yes, I’m wearing something nice.”
You smile at the reassurance, looking down at the swirling colors of your makeup palette. “Well, thank you. I’ll see you in a bit.” -
You have to say you’re surprised at the level of refinement of the hotel. You’d expected the DEA would’ve put Javier at some shitty little hotel, but it’s surprisingly nice. You remember a few days ago, the sheer terror masked behind a stoic face, but you chuckle as you consider that this famed agent had very few context clue skills. This hotel is nice, a couple of stars at least. Why would they put him here if they were firing him?
Javier stubs out his cigarette in an ashtray when he sees your car approaching, straightening his sport coat. You hold back a grin as he walks over, but the fighting ends when you see him smile as he opens the door and slides in.
“Hi,” you beam at him, and he leans across the center console, stealing a kiss.
“Hey.” He sneaks one more kiss, one that lasts a little longer and dares to use a bit of tongue. He only breaks away when you do with a laugh.
“My foot is on the brake right now; be careful but kiss me one more time,” you ask of him with a grin, and he happily complies, cupping your face and kissing you. When he breaks away, your eyes open slowly and you can’t hold in your happiness. “Alright, now we’re going. You’ll have to guide me,” you tell him, and he nods.
“Sure. You’re just going to go out of here and onto that street to the right,” he says and points the way for you.
Your car follows the path, nodding along to Javier’s instructions. “Jesus, that’s a fancy place. How much does that hotel cost a night?” You marvel as you stare at the gorgeous building in your rearview mirror.
Javier shrugs. “I’m about to find out. They’re only paying for a few nights for me, then I’m on my own. I’m guessing it isn’t cheap,” he chuckles as he looks over his shoulder. “Or I might switch hotels. Don’t know yet.”
Frowning, you take a turn he’d earlier instructed you to follow. The hotel fades from sight, the dark blue of the December night filling your rearview instead. “Well, I know of a place you could stay for way cheaper.”
“Oh yeah?” He asks, adjusting in his seat to face toward you more. “What is that, pretty thing?” He asks, a hand resting on your thigh.
“Stop,” you giggle and rest one hand atop of his. His fingers are much larger than yours, a fact that makes you shudder as his fingertips find bare skin there. “Pretty thing? That’s weak,” you tease, and Javier just rolls his eyes. “I was going to say you could stay with me, but now I’m not sure,” you say teasingly, eyes locked on the road and most certainly off of Javier.
His brow furrows. “Well, I can pay you then.”
You shake your head. “Javi. We’re dating… aren’t we?” You ask, the hesitancy creeping into your voice. Now that you say it aloud, you’re not entirely sure that you are. “I mean, I don’t know, I just kind of thought,” you stumble over your speech, word-vomiting out whatever you can to backtrack.
The man next to you tilts his head, but he nods. “I… I haven’t dated anyone in a long time,” he admits, his fingers starting to slowly grip your thigh rather than rest atop it. “Is this what dating is like to you?”
You nod too, knowing he’s watching you, staring down at the steering wheel. “I… yeah?”
A small smile cracks on his face, making the mustache there twitch softly. “Then I guess I’d say we’re dating. But that doesn’t matter, I don’t want to live in your place rent-free for three weeks.”
“It’s an extended vacation,” you chuckle and bring your hand back to the steering wheel to have two hands for a turn. “Don’t worry about it. I’d like having you around. We’ve already been together nonstop for a couple of days. What’s a little more?” You ask as you look over at him, seeing his eyes soften and his forehead relax from its tightened state. “And besides, any hotel is going to be painfully expensive right now. D.C. during the holidays makes the hotel rates skyrocket.”
He nods as you speak, processing the idea. “Well, do you have a guest room? I don’t want to invade your space, I can sleep on the couch if you don’t, or I can stay in a hotel.”
“Javier,” you chuckle, putting your own hand on his thigh to reassure him. “We’re not moving in together permanently. You’ll stay with me until you need to go back to Colombia, and that’s that.” Your mind has been made up. He can’t argue it, and he knows it from the firmness in your grip on his leg, in the way your body goes rigid as if the words are some formal deal that requires a handshake.
“How do you know I’m not some serial killer who does exactly this to lure you to your death?” Javier asks dryly as he looks over at you, lifting a hand to trace the side of your face slowly.
“Because you’re Javier Peña. Your name was in the newspaper next to Steve’s. You work for the DEA.”
“Some of the guys I work with could definitely be serial killers, that doesn’t discount anything,” Javier grumbles, which makes you laugh and makes him even grumpier.
“The fact that you said that to me in the first place is my proof, Javi,” you chuckle and pat his thigh softly. “I’m an excellent judge of character. I just graduated from 7 straight years of studying psychology. Remember that?” Javier’s quiet and you know you’ve won. “Then tonight we’ll get your stuff after dinner and get you settled in my place. How does that sound?”
He’s quiet again, studying your face and the way your cheeks move with your lips, the way your brows rise and fall when he’s being ridiculous. He’s just as trained as you are, with 10+ years on you to prove his competence. You like him. You might even love him already, he thinks to himself. Your pretty lips purse at his silence and he finally cracks. “That sounds great, abejita.” Javier leans across the console to kiss your cheek, which makes you shiver softly, like any touch from the man does. “Thank you.”
“Thank me by buying me some drinks, huh?” You tease, turning back to focus on the road.
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The bar was nice. Really nice, you learned as you walked in. It projected the essence of Javier to you; naturally, you loved it from the moment you looked around. The room had a low ceiling and wood paneling around the walls, a floor that your short heels clacked upon as you walked to the only open stools- well, only one stool, you realized as you walked. Javier walked behind you, a hand on the small of your back, admiring your legs in the outfit you wore.
When you finally found the available spot, where you’re now sipping a drink, you’d found that there was only one stool.
“Do you want to go sit in the restaurant?” You asked Javier as you nodded with your head to the side of the establishment with tables and booths.
He shook his head and pulled out the stool. “You sit. I’ll stand.”
“Javi-”
“Just sit, abejita. I’ve been sitting all day. I can handle a little standing,” he chuckles and kisses your head, gesturing to the stool. When you sit, he smiles down at you and wraps his arms around you loosely from behind. You lean back against his strong chest.
Over the past few days, you and Javier have made infrequent contact, a hug in greeting or in goodbye and plenty of shared kisses. This, however, speaks directly to your touch-starved soul, the way his body practically encompasses you. He orders himself a whiskey and the drink you’d ordered on the first night you met him for you, then continues to stand there.
You crane your head around to look at him, smiling. “I love this place already,” you say, admiring the way you can hear over the hum of the other patrons and the quiet music playing. You’re much more accustomed to places your friends would drag you, where it was more for the cheap drinks than the atmosphere.
The crow’s feet by his eyes are more pronounced as he smiles at you, but he looks even younger as his lips curve up softly. “I’m glad you like it.”
“Shit, is that Peña?” A loud voice calls from somewhere else in the building, and Javier turns, his face falling flat then smiling as he sees the voice behind it.
“Be right back,” he murmurs and presses a kiss into the top of your head.
It’s someone he recognizes, that’s for sure, as the man and Javier wrap their arms around each other and firmly pat the other’s back. “No shit! When did you get back to D.C., man?” The other guy asks. “Escobar just died and they’re already sending you back?”
The bartender delivers your drink, and you turn your back to Javier, thanking them and sipping at your liquor. Over your shoulder, you can hear the man and Javier talk shop, about Colombia and their days as DEA trainees, about Escobar’s recent death and Javi’s recent promotion. You glance over your shoulder at him, smiling as he easily talks with the group. You’ve not had the privilege of seeing Javier with his friends- or what seem to be his friends- yet, and he seems fairly social but humble. You appreciate that.
The talking goes on for a while, and you sip at your drink and look around the bar, appreciating the wood that makes a nice noise as your fingernails tap against it rhythmically.
When your drink is about half-drained, the bartender sets another in front of you. It’s different from what you were drinking, a fluorescent neon color surely made by a mix of ridiculously fruity liqueurs. You look at the bartender with confusion and they nod to a man at the end of the bar. He’s not looking at you, which makes it all the easier to stare at the drink in confusion and disgust rather than drink it. His tie is absolutely egregious, boldly patterned in bright colors. There’s not an ounce of taste about this man.
The drink goes untouched, sitting in front of you as you study it. There seems to be layers, maybe, or maybe the mixed alcohols just congealed awkwardly. You sip your drink and then Javier’s whiskey, refusing to drink whatever fucking concotion sits in front of you.
Five or ten more minutes pass of Javier talking with his friends. You don’t mind- you know the feeling of catching up with people you haven’t seen in a long time. In that time, the drink remains untouched, and you ask the bartender for a refill of your go-to drink.
Not long after the second one arrives, you feel a hand on the curve of your back. You turn, hoping it’s Javier, and instead find it to be the man at the end of the bar who ordered you the drink: Tie Guy. Panic sets in immediately and you arch your back to dodge the hand, which only follows your spine. “Hey. Thought you’d like this drink. You tried it yet?” The man asks, voice clearly showing that he knows you haven’t.
“No,” you say with a swallow, turning away from him. “Not exactly my style.”
“I thought it was such a pretty drink for such a pretty thing.”
Pretty thing. When Javier called you that earlier, even though the name wasn’t one you liked, it was at least endearing. To hear it again, dripping with sleaze and ill intentions, you shiver and push it further away. “I’m sorry, sir, it’s not my type of drink. My boyfriend will be right back, and-” you try, hating the defense you try to pull.
“He drinks whiskey,” Tie Guy says and gestures to Javier’s ¾ full glass. “No fun. Boring. Too manly, pretentious. Real men can drink something fun like these and not need to worry about someone thinking they don’t have a set of balls,” he says and his fingers trace the rim of the martini glass the concoction sits in. Now you’re definitely not drinking it, now that he’s touched it.
“Please, I’m not interested,” you try, turning around to face the man that towers over your seated body. “I’d appreciate it if-”
“Hey,” a familiar voice- thank fuck, it’s Javier- calls from behind you. “Excuse me,” he says and pushes Tie Guy out of the way, his arm wrapping around you. It’s a relief, a grip meant entirely for comfort and not for the coercion the man across from you had tried. You melt into it instantly. “She said to back the fuck off, or could you not fucking tell?” He hisses at the man. Javier pulls away from you, stepping towards the man who instinctively steps back.
“Whiskey drinker,” the man snorts and rolls his eyes. “So manly, so over the top. Gotta let everyone know that you’re the alpha, the dominant male, huh?” He asks, getting in Javier’s face. He’s taller than your Javier, but lankier. The fact that Javier could take him crosses your mind, though you hope desperately that it doesn’t come to that.
“What I drink doesn’t fucking matter,” Javier says and shoves his chest. “What matters is that you’re fucking harassing my girlfriend. Back the fuck off,” he says and turns from the man, back to you, his hand on your upper arm. “You okay?” he asks quietly, and you respond with a nod and a forced, close-lipped smile.
“Yep, go ahead, go back to your little prude,” the man laughs drunkenly, his voice full of vitriol. “Oh, no, I bet she loves to act all shy, but then she’s a kinky little thing in bed, isn’t she?” He asks, taunting Javier. “Ties your ass up and whips you, with that sass. I wonder if she-”
The sentence isn’t finished. Javier’s fist flies through the air and connects with the man’s face, followed by a loud, ringing thud as the taller body hits the floor.
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* justice smith, demi man + he/they | you know gabriel de leon, right? they’re twenty three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, six years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to 1984 (infinite jest) by the used like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole waking up in a body as heavy as the dead, emotions always on the verge of spilling over - you laugh before the punch lands, the belief that every encounter you have will be the last thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 31st, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 21, est, they/them )
hllo this is my second child i think theyre p grand n i love them a lot. as always pls like if u’d like to plot i’d lov to interact with everybody
VIOLENCE TW
mini playlist.
ghosting ;; mother mother / roam the room ;; citizen / art of doubt ;; metric / thnks fr th mmrs ;; fall out boy / heart in a cage ;; the strokes / where is my mind? ;; the pixies / flowers grow out of my grave ;; dead man’s bones / 1984 (infinite jest) ;; the used / blister in the sun ;; the violent femmes.
statistics.
full name: gabriel de leon.
nickname(s): gabe.
birthday: october 31st, 1997.
zodiac: scorpio sun, scorpio moon, gemini ascending.
mbti & temperament: esfp & improvisor / sanguine.
label: the icarian.
hometown: belleville, new jersey.
sexuality: homosexual.
pinterest.
biography.
it’s only rly ever been gabe n his mom n the little new jersey suburbs that r always the same no matter where they go. they dn’t speak abt fathers or brothers or spain or anywhere other than the now, and how its constantly changing bt oddly the same.
his mom’s name is sonia n we love her. she worked a lot as a single mom n p much hs done everything on her own ever since leaving spain.
they dn’t talk abt spain bt we cn talk abt spain n hw sonia hd grown up partially there n partially in the states n hw she’d originally planned to live there forever bt the man she’d fallen in love with ws involved in some. high class dangerous shit n it ws safer fr them to part even if tht involved leaving everything she knew n loved <3
bt its like. ok. bc she hd gabe <3 n they dnt talk abt it so it practically nvr happened. n she tries her best as a mom n usually tht is enough.
they moved around a lot just bc sonia is a very. flighty person. anxious bt nvr seems tht way is just always. tense. gabe didnt think she ws capable of relaxing fr. a rly long time.
she wld commute 2 nyc every morning n after school gabe wld climb onto the train n by the time he got 2 her place of work she’d be just getting off n they’d get a slice of pizza n sometimes they’d go somewhere like central park or coney island (just fr the novelty) bt most of the time they just got back on the train home w/ gabe either doing homework or napping on her shoulder.
when gabe got a little older he’d sometimes skip school n take the train after sonia had already gone so he cld spend the day in nyc. he liked learning bt didnt rly like school. he nvr properly fit in bc of the amt of times they’d move so it felt like nowhere ws. right fr him.
got rly involved in. the punk scene as a young unsupervised teenager n tht led 2 a lot of like. shitty stick n pokes bt also a love of. very loud angry music n a sense of justice tht he held tightly in his fists. got mouthy towards bullies whether at school or in the scenes he involved himself in n started getting into a lot of fights bc of it.
during this, sonia ended up dating n marrying gabe’s stepdad who he calls craig sometimes bt i dnt think thats his name i wont lie to u guys. its partially a joke n partially purposeful disrespect bc gabriel does not trust a single man bt like. man. ‘craig’ is just an accountant. he’s fine he’s a good dude. they once bonded over like. the mets.
violence tw // anyways. when gabriel ws 16 he got into a super super bad fight tht ended rly. terribly n like listen. nobody died bt it ws just. it got blown up very out of proportion n gabe might’ve gotten expelled even tho he wsnt even the one who started it bt thts okay. ‘craig’, or paul, suggested tht maybe. a change of scenery wld b good fr gabe n b4 they knew it they were. moving to paul-robert’s hometown of irving, north carolina. violence end of tw //
he wld’ve complained more bt. fr sonia’s sake gabe kept it 2 himself. it made her happy 2 see them all get along anyways n like. idk he cld put forth tht little effort <3
bt honestly like. he didnt rly get into too many fights once they moved down here n even tho sometimes he ws like. ommgg. i hate this town .. its so washed up .. he still made friends n like. the only thing tht changed ws tht it ws a lil harder fr him 2 acquire illegal substances.
anyways. currently he hs a tattoo apprenticeship n is a professional piercer n like. he plays guitar n writes songs bt thts more of a hobby rn than anything else. mostly focused on paying his rent at port apartments bc as much as he. loves his mom he does not want 2 live with her forever <3 n thts okay!
personality & facts.
overall xtremely passionate person like god. feels emotions so intensely. every time he opens his mouth n talks abt an interest of theirs its just very like. u listen n ur like oh. gained 2 inspiration. thanks.
clings onto his friends p tightly bc he like. nvr rly stayed in one place fr super super long in new jersey so he nvr made very long term friends n now hes like. very clingy HLKDSHLKFSHLKDG also hates to b alone. subtle desperation behind interactions with ppl he rly wld like to be friends with.
like dnt get me wrong hes gotten into. sm fights bt thts mostly bc he cannot keep his mouth shut n he also cnt stand douchebags he like. always wants to tear them down prob bc he ws a victim of bullying. n u know what. we support him. otherwise he loves ppl bt esp if they hv similar interests 2 him.
like golden retriever who bites kind of. intensely loyal but at the same time is very skeptical. things tht good things do not last very long even though they’ve been doing already fr the last few years.
also bit of a nerd. they were nvr rly a big fan of school bt theres smth abt a good superhero comic tht draws their attention more than like. any english class evr. bt seven soldiers of victory? classic. big dc fan.
uh. very into like. hardcore music. hardcore rock. punk. if its loud n angry they r into it like so so much. hs sm tattoos is like. super covered in them its partially bc they work at a tattoo shop n partially bc they do not know hw to manage their money well.
ooohh u know what theyre. kinda moody i wont lie to u. very defensive like they dnt evr wna talk abt their past. has experienced Things n they do not wish to discuss them. will usually like. deflect frm conversations he doesnt wna hv.
in tune with nature. loves fkn taking walks. hangs out in the woods by abernathy creek n lilac ridge bc nobody rly goes there n its just. nice
tries not 2 take anything super seriously 2 the point where when he does take smth seriously its a little scary bc theyre super intense abt it. forcibly optimistic even tho on the inside he feels like a total pessimist. lots of. deep down insecurities tht he projects by attaching himself p firmly onto others. >.>
so so so energetic. can never stay still. always hs to be moving around. restless like tht. probably got it frm his mom. overly protective over the ppl he loves. probably got it frm his mom as well.
goes onto Tangents bt also divert frm those tangents n is generally all over the place.
always cold n always looks tired n like he hsnt slept in a thousand years n u know what. sometimes he just does not sleep.
oooohh theyre a vegan. totally into animal rights. devious little demi man beyond that .. loves horror n the paranormal n believes in like. every cryptic. will debate u on it.
erm not. the kindest 2 themself theyre a bit self destructive. impulsive. drives very fast n parties super hard. said i will hv my effy stonem moment. u dont hv to gabe.
bt ya! luvs oranges n reds n is maybe a short king. hs an eyebrow piercing n like. a lip ring i wont fk around here he IS living his best emo life in 2021. a little outdated on the trends bt thats okay. probably will tell u hes frm new jersey. its a personality trait. smokes the shittiest cigarettes ever.
wanted plots.
just ghosting along ,, dnt even exist 2 me ,, ;; god. firstly just the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs like. spoken to romantically n then dropped suddenly. n then maybe like. one tht actually Hurt bt they cnt avoid each other bt theyre actively pretending each other doesnt exist n its. hurtful bc it ws like. actually smth nice bt <3 ykno FKLFSDHG
hey hey heyy c’maahn i’m just a little guy ;; n this is the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs probably. pissed off n hs either fought or been on the verge of fighting just. unable 2 resist a good bicker-turned-duel.
just blistering in the sun ;; they cld b close friends bt also they cld also not b bt just ppl who. indulge in bad impulsive decisions with gabe. general bad influences on each other’s health n just. no good! party hard bt at what cost.
n also ;; like ... rly solid good friendships ... flings n maybe an exe or two tht either ended on good terms or just. horrendous, ppl they’ve distanced frm, ppl also frm up north, piercing customers, bt not tattoo customers bc im p sure they’d get fired if they were just tattoo’ing ppl willy nilly, etc.
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idk what i’m doing entirely with this girl yet, i’m totally winging it. she’s the younger sister of a couple of other muses that i have on my indie. pls like this post to validate me or plot klsajdf oh btw its amanda (sage/castor)
『SYDNEY SWEENEY ❙ CISFEMALE』 ⟿ looks like JETTA LYNCH is here for HER FRESHMAN year as a FASHION DESIGN student. SHE is 20 years old & known to be STEALTHY, CURIOUS, SCAMMING & LOATHSOME. They’re living in MORIS, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ amanda. 22. mst. she/her.
trigger warning: child neglect, drug mention
NAME: jetta kathleen lynch AGE: 20 BIRTH DATE: september 26th 1999 ZODIAC: libra sun, aries moon SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual SOCIAL CLASS: lower HOMETOWN: chicago, il EDUCATION LEVEL: ged FACE CLAIM: sydney sweeney ADDICTION(S): cigarettes DRUG USE: loves adderall and cocaine, smokes weed if asked ALCOHOL USE: yes POSITIVE TRAITS: unpredictable, curious, stealthy, idealistic NEGATIVE TRAITS: scamming, loathsome, fussy, anxious LIKES: drawing, clove cigarettes, graffiti, faux leather DISLIKES: bugs, sharing, red meat, farm animals
jetta is the middle child of five, and feels the most rejected. her parents split up when she was 6, but at such a young age all the memories she formed of them were kind of made up. she idolized them despite constant abuse, physical and emotional. now as an adult, she’d aware that most of her memories are fabricated but can’t handle the fact that they were so awful to her when she still loves them so much.
tl;dr her parents were abusive and she still suffers from it.
left home at 17, living on friends couches and selling her younger brother’s Adderall prescriptions
after two years of scrounging money from nothing, she saved up enough to go to college for ONE semester. hence Radcliffe. she also got a small scholarship from them
personality
not necessarily a mean girl or a nice girl. you know how glenda the good witch was like “i’m a good witch !! anyway thanks for killing a mf now take that bitchs shoes”. she’s like that
has lots of false memories and has sort of continued to make them her whole life. doesn’t directly make shit up or anything, but she never trusts herself to believe anything or anyone
major abandonment issues
based on the little girl moonee from the Florida project if you’ve seen that
has definitely committed some crimes but hasn’t done any jail time. yet
doesn’t like frivolously spending her money so she actually makes and designs a lot of her own clothes, as well as thrifting and altering. think along the lines of raven from that's so raven
hasn’t grown out of her teenager phase yet
doesn’t like animals but won’t eat red meat. “just because i don't like them doesn't mean i want them to get eaten”
wanted connections
- ex bfs/gfs. would have likely ended on bad terms because she is very dramatic and emotional. probably a lot to handle in a relationship anyway. she’s had quite a few of them.
- best friend. fucking ride or die we’re both crazy who gives a fuck. you know what i’m talking about. if u kill a man i will help you
- hookups. current or previous, or future even. jetta calls herself a whore but with dignity. she has a lot of experience here
- a roommate in moris.
- frenemies. hate each other one day love each other the next day, its never fucking consistent and they’re constantly upsetting the other just for the thrill
- victims. people she picks on for no reason, even if it isn’t directly.
- bullies. give me people who are mean to her. for whatever fucking reason
- people she uses as models for her designs in class
- someone she does illegal shit with. could be stealing money or tagging a building but she’s always up for it. maybe this is the only time they spend together.
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can i have tyla or ally pls? both if ur feelin' wild!
1. ALLISON “THE IDIOT” HUMMEL
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2-4 songs that are probably on their iPod
head underwater → jenny lewisanother one bites the dust → queenshe’s got issues → the offspringwouldn’t it be nice? → the beach boys
the one place they sometimes end up falling asleep — where they’re not supposed to
usually at her job in the library. when she’s super anxious as well (like lately), in her car
the game they’d destroy everyone else at
trivial pursuit!!!! and go fish
the emoticon they’d use most often
👻
what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep
she spaces out A LOT. like… a lot. and then laughs randomly sometimes?? if you just saw her sleep deprived on the street you’d think she’s insane
their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever
white chocolate ANYTHING (mocha, hot cocoa, frappe, idk other coffee terms)
how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump
she plays her bass guitar usually, but if that fails, she eats and watches terrible reality tv. she doesn’t like to have others be exposed to her slump
what they wanted to be when they grew up
her little self honestly enjoyed being a kid too much to think about what she wanted to be when she “grew up”
their favorite kind of weather
the cold. like freezing cold. she loves blankets and sweaters so much.
thoughts on their singing voice (decent? terrible? soprano? alto?)
she’s a decent singer. if she’s feeling confident in herself, she can bump the range up as a mezzo-soprano
how/what they like to draw or doodle
she draws faceless people and focuses on the flow of their hair. also squiggles and spirals.
2. TYLA “THE BROODY” MCCARTHY
2-4 songs that are probably on their iPod
feed me (git it) → little shop of horrors OSTfuck you → lily allenhate everyone → say anythingblow me (one last kiss) → p!nk
the one place they sometimes end up falling asleep — where they’re not supposed to
much like her bff robbie, she falls asleep her desk
the game they’d destroy everyone else at
CHARADES. she’s great at them
the emoticon they’d use most often
💀
what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep
she gets really annoyed and whiny lmao. like everything is suddenly too hard for her to do and she just wants to sleep
their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever
hot apple cider. weird af
how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump
she really submerges herself in art of some kind. Usually movie making with robbie since he’s creative and she can help make the creations come to life which makes her feel better. also just sitting around and playing games with her twin brother helps immensely
what they wanted to be when they grew up
a special effects make up artist until she realized she’s not great at shaping latex
their favorite kind of weather
that time between summer and fall. in portland it’s like a cross between being chilly and warm
thoughts on their singing voice (decent? terrible? soprano? alto?)
she likes to sing low like an alto more since her voice isn’t that strong. but she’s probably naturally a soprano, even if not a refined one, especially bc she smokes cigarettes since she turned 18
how/what they like to draw or doodle
she likes to draw concept art a lot, and do shading, but that’s about all
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Random personal cause im bored
1. Name: Just call me Nisi <3
2. Birthplace: Portugal
3. Ancestry: nhé
4. Zodiac Sign: Gemini
5. Biggest fear: the dark
6. Strength/Weakness:im super patient / i cry easly
7. Worst habit:mumbling
8. Favorite holiday: hmmm...x.mas? idk i like free days in general
9. Ever been in a car crash:nop
10. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher: yes
11. What do you do as soon as you walk in the house: take my shoes off
12. Age at first kiss:14/15??? dont really remember CAUSE IT SUCKED
13. When did you fall in love for the first time: school
14. Who Is Your Longest Friend & How Long: PFFF longest friends ahaha
15. Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: getting my sale site to work
16. What were you doing at midnight last night: working and talking with friends
17. When was the last time you laughed hard: right now
18. Who was the last person that told you they love you: my bf
19. What was the first thing you thought when you woke up yesterday morning: text bf
20. Where did you go for your first date and who was it with: hmmm walk in the park i think with my 1 bf
21. Who’s wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen: never was but i loved my cusin’s wedding <3
22. Who did you see in concert first:my bf? idk
23. Who was your favorite teacher:UFF i have too many? but i like my actual museum teacher <3
24. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day:my bf
25. Who do you think about most: my bf (fuck)
26. Is your ideal occupation? drawing memes
27. Beer, wine, or liquor? liquor
28. Favourite restaurant? the restaurant dont my street its called Pana Cota
29. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? ALL OF THEM but maybe coffee
30. McDonlads or Burger King? Mac
31. Fantasy dinner guest(s)? Rock Lee and Nico (oh god)
32. Have you ever been drunk? When was the last time? never
33. What is the most embarrassing thing you have done drunk? nothing
34. Wonder Woman or Cat Woman? Diana <3
35. How many pets do you have? none
36. What would be the first thing you bought if you won the lottery? i fucking credit card
37. When was the first time you smoked? never
38. Who last sent you a text? my bf
39. Who did you last send a text to? my bf
40. What 4 things would you take to a desert island? a boat, a map, food, those light guns for s.o.s
41. Name the 3 most important people in your life? my mom, my bf, my brother
42. Favorite song? dont have one but im super into Ken Ashcorp
43. Favorite movie? hmmm Spirited Away maybe? nostalgia is a fucked up thing
44. When did you last cuddle someone? yesterday
45. When did you last have sex? yesterday (making love tho)
46. If you woke up tomorrow with no fear, what would you do first? TURN OFF ALL LIGHTS
47. What was your biggest worry five years ago, do you still feel the same about it at this minute? not being ok anymore, i dont cause everything passes with time <3
48. If you could change one law of your country, what would it be? i dont know most of them :V
49. What relationships have ended? But you can’t let go? my ex friend that still fucks with my head
50. Where would you take a road trip? hmmm Porto
51. How do Mondays feel for you? nhé dont bother
52. If you could spend ten minutes with your ‘hero’ alive or dead what would you ask them? DUDE HOW CAN U BE SO AMAZING
53. Do your practice ‘self love’ or ‘self loathing’? buddy u ok also u cute and ull be fine <3 dont worry about your legs cause damn thighs
54. What’s your greatest achievement to date? being ok with myself
55. What scares you about your future? not finding a stable job, not getting a house or any money :c
56. Why does pizza come in a square box? cause square boxes are easier to make?
57. What would happen if you knew you could not fail? i would do everything
58. How does it feel to be photographed? if i allow its amazing if not its awkward and upsetting
59. If you could erase an event from your mind, which one would you choose? the ones i crawled for my ex like a dog
60. Do you want your children (if you have any) to be ‘just like you’? no, im to stressfull and have too much anxiety
61. Do you stand for what you believe in or are you pleasing others? first one
62. If money were no concern, what would you do for the rest of your life? be happy on my own house and drawing for fun <3
63. What are you thankful for, this moment? being happy and appreciated
64. Do you have same sex fantasies? not really ?
65. If you have had sex in a public place, where? i didnt
66. Have you ever cried during/after sex? yes before and after
67. Who is the oldest person you’ve had sex with? my bf he is only 4 months older tho
68. Who is the youngest person you’ve had sex with? my 1 ex with 6 months difference
69. Would you rather be in a relationship with a totally submissive partner or a totally dominant partner? none! but dominant is cool
70. How tall are you? 1.73M
71. How much do you weigh? 60k
72. What color is your hair naturally? Dark brown
73. What size jeans do you wear? 40 and 42 (big legs and butts)
74. What is your favorite color to wear? to wear i like dark red or yellow but i love purple
75. Do you have any piercings? i wish
76. Do you have any tattoos? no
77. Do you care how other people see you? alot
78. Do you like sports? i do
79. How do you feel about age differences in relationships? if its not astonomic its ok
80. How do you feel about race differences in relationships? i dont mind i love everyone <3
81. Do you believe in karma or fate? i do
82. Do you keep a journal? not anymore only when i was depressed
83. Describe the last dream you remember: nazis bombing the place i was ...
84. Describe your favorite dream: i like those calm ones where im just chilling
85. Where are some places you would like to visit? japan and italy and france
86. Any upcoming concerts you want to attend? fucking gorillaz but they dont come to portugal for 15 years
87. What music do you listen to when you are happy? all kinds of music tbh
88. What music do you listen to when you are mad? all kinds? im never mad
89. Do you like to burn candles or incense? nah, they make my nose weird
90. What was the last alcoholic beverage you consumed? hmm champagne?
91. What are your favorite alcoholic beverages? i dont really drink so i think i dont have one
92. Do you smoke cigarettes or cigars? What about marijuana? none im an angel
93. Who is your number 1 friend and why is he or she there? my bf cause he’s super happy for me to be me
94. Has anyone ever mistaken you for a family member? yes
95. Is there anyone of your friends that you would ever consider having sex with? oh god no! only if single
96. Would you ever have sex in the shower or the bath? on both
97. Have you ever kissed or had sex with someone of the same sex? i wish
98. Do you think your last ex still wants to be with you? nop
99. Ever wondered what it would be like dating the same gender as you? yes
100. What are your outlooks on gay/bisexual people? everyone is ok <3 i love everyone
101. How often do you brush your teeth? everyday
102. How often do you shower? When was the last time you had a shower?day yes day no, yesterday
103. How often do you shave your legs? when i have to
104. Political affiliation? nop
105. Opinion on abortion? if ur not in condions to have a kid then do it
106. Opinion on immigrants/ immigration reform? if u need do it, just be nice to ppl
107. Should prostitution be legalized? sure?
108. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? i would ask
109. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do? sometimes we do stuff we dont like to achive something good!
110. What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world? no more war pls
111. If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich? drawing and hugs
112. Would you break the law to save a loved one? yes
113. If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why? porto maybe!
114. Why are you the person you are? i dont fucking know!
115. Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend? yes
116. Why do religions that support love cause so many wars? different conditions prolly
117. What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you? fart in public
118. Were you happy when you woke up today? i guess?
119. What’s a fact about the last person who text messaged you? he loves me?
120. Want someone back in your life? yes
121. What are you excited for? new upcoming anime conventions
122. Are you scared to fall in love? nop
123. When is your next road trip? this friday to monday
124. What was the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? eat
125. Do you like to cuddle? yup loads
126. Have you ever kissed more than one person in 24 hours? nop
127. Plans for tomorrow? school and work
128. Do you care too much/not at all/just enough? too much unfortunatlly
129. How is life going for you right now? great yet stressfull
130. If you were offered a shot of whiskey right this second, would you accept? sure?
131. This time last year, can you remember who you liked? my bf
132. Could you stay in the same relationship for over a year? doing it for 2 years now
133. If you could have one super power what would it be? supa fast so i could finish the fucking essay
134. Background on your cell phone? yes scott pilgrim foto
135. What are you thinking about right this second? about responding this
136. Last book you read? How was it? harry potter the number 6 loved it
137. What is the last thing you bought? food
138. Do you live with your parents? yes
139. Have you ever been caught sneaking out? not really
140. Have you ever met a celebrity? yes
141. What are you like when you’re drunk? i dont get drunk
142. What are you like when you’re high? i dont get high
143. Do you want children? yes
144. Do you want a church wedding? no
145. How many pillows do you sleep with? 1
146. Have you ever been scuba diving? no
147. Who was your first real crush? a stupid guy
148. What are you allergic to? spring in general
149. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? yes gonçalo,henrique,mariana
150. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? either is fine <3
151. How did you get your name? mom chose
152. Name one thing about your body you love? my cheeks and freckles
153. What is your biggest goal in life? getting money to live without help
154. Do you still have feelings for your ex? NOP HE WISHED
155. Do you think aliens are real? yes
156. What age did you start drinking? I DONT DRINK! its only on special ocasions
157. What do you think of President Obama? he cool and sweet
158. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? yes
159. Describe your dream girl/guy? girl-smaller than me or same high, short or medium size hair, dark brown hair (or ginger)and eye color, a lil curvy/chubby guy- talelr than me, big! like a bear! dark hair and eyes
160. Story of your first kiss?
he asked me if i kissed before and i lied saying yes we kissed LOL
161. Story of the first time you made out with someone? SAME THING
162. Story of the first time you had sex?
mutual concent with my bf at the time and we did it but as soon and i bled we stopped
163. When did you first have sex?
age 16? I THINK i dont remember dates!!!
164. First time you gave/ received oral sex?
same age
165. Do you still talk to the person you lost your virginity to?
no
167. Favorite fictional character (movie, book, tv show)?
rock lee still best babe
168. How many followers do you have on tumblr? What about twitter/ instagram?
175 tumblr and 200 and something on twitter i think
169. Are you friend with your parents on Facebook?
nop
170. First time you thought you were in love? When did you realize that you weren’t actually in love with that person?
11º grade
171. Do you talk to yourself?
all the time
172. How old will you be on your next birthday?
21
173. How did you meet the last person you kissed?
twitter and memes
174. Do you have any hickies? not right now
175. Turn ons? gentle touches
176. Turn offs?stupid jokes in the middle
177. What qualities did you get from your mom? nose up is my moms, im caring and loving and defend my loved ones
178. What qualities did you get from your dad? didnt had the chance to know but..im tall?
179. How many siblings do you have? 1 brother
180. Have you ever taken anyone’s virginity? yes
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