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[elfhchan]

The amount of heart palpitations I can handle is close to zero whenever I see backstage pictures of OPLA. They are just way too cute for me! <3

[ncutii-gatwa]

this picture makes me feel so happy

[starcrossedjedis]

Casting a Craving pt.2

I took the liberty to comprise as much of your suggestions as possible into these handy dandy picspams.

Thank you all so much for coming out with ideas, this was actually a lot of fun (reminded me of the days I used to write all-OC-stories and ppl could submit FCs or character charts) ❤️

I'm very curious what you think of this, so feel free to let me know 😘

Pedro Pascal (Daddy Shaped) - Brenton Thwaites (Frat Boy Gallore, am not sure I could separate him enough from how I write Dick in "9 Crimes") - Luke Pasqualino (My Son) - Peter Gadiot (specifically James Valdez in Queen of the South, I am not open for criticism or interventions thx) - Theo James (nice one) - Rahul Kohli (hot, sadly also Daddy Shaped) - Jeffrey Dean Morgan (was probably born looking like a middle aged single father with intimacy issues)

Melissa Roxburgh (a surprise, could definitely see it) - Melissa O'Neil (my beloved, might be too hung up on her as my Yellowjackets OC) - Lucy Liu (A Queen, but I can't picture her struggling for recognition, because LOOKIT) - Kristin Kreuk (the GOAT, the "one queen fits all" solution to all my FC problems since 2001) - Marina Squerciati (another surprise, I like her!) - Laura German (I am so sorry, but I just can't look past how much I detested her on that show) - Holliday Grainger (firmly on that Future FC List what a cutie)

Right now - to probably no one's surprise 💀 - this is where I'm leaning.

They both look young (and also hot) enough to probably know what it's like to struggle for professional recognition, because people just assume they got shit handed to them by virtue of their good looks (or worse, if the rumors flying about Her are anything to go by).

I also kept on scribbling while looking at all your suggestions and I like the idea of some a-hole colleague referring to them as "United Colours of Benetton" and someone making a jab about how He needs to stop dressing like a drug mule.

And also a colleague being like "get moving, Ponch" and Him muttering something about "ponch'ing him in the dick".

Last but definitely not least - they are both my faves and OMG they look so hot together 🥵😭

I also suspect my anxiety reaches for well loved FCS because writing is scary as is x'D

[nekomacheercaptain]

Seeing Peter Gadiot’s short sex scene clips in Yellowjackets (S1E4 17:00-17:17 if you want to see it in better quality than my video below lmao I don’t know how to screenrecord on my iPad) was life changing, I can only picture Shanks

[dhampiravidi]

Batfamily Audiovisual Headcanons, Part 1

Dick Grayson: sounds like either Loren Lester (B:TAS) or Neil Patrick Harris (UTRH), both of their voices are pretty similar. Tbh I think about Ian Somerhalder a lot when I’m writing him description-wise, but so as not to ignore Dick’s Romani background, Danny Shepherd (who played him in the great Youtube series Nightwing: The Series) is probably a better fit. I don’t know what his ethnicity is.

Jason Todd: OK, it’s easiest for me to think of Jensen Ackles (UTRH) when it comes to Jason’s voice. However, since hearing Alejandro Saab in the fandub of Wayne Family Adventures, my heart has found another. In terms of looks...*sighs*. I HC Jason as being half-Hispanic & half-Italian, with green eyes (whether they’re natural or because of the Pit, IDK) and curly hair. Lately I’ve been using Peter Gadiot as his FC. Just don’t forget the white streak & thick thighs!

Tim Drake: the only age-appropriate voice actor take I’ve liked was Cameron Bowen’s (YJ). Personally, I’m cool with Tim being any race, as long as it reasonably fits his floppy long-haired look. A buddy of mine recommended Ryan Potter to play Tim, and I like that (yes, I know he’s in Titans, playing Garfield Logan). Ryan’s Jewish-American & Japanese.

Damian Wayne: at least while Dami’s a teen, I think Stuart Allen’s voice acting in The Judas Contract is a good fit. Though biracial children can look more like either parent, I do like to see Damian portrayed with tan (rather than light) skin. Arsalan Ghasemi is too old to play a teenager now (he’s 27), but I can’t help thinking about him as the little guy. Picture him years ago.

Alfred Pennyworth: I really like David McCallum’s (Son of Batman; look at 3:29) take on Alfred’s voice. I tend to think of the animated version of him (B:TAS), who is sassy as hell.

Bruce Wayne: Kevin Conroy (JL:U) is the perfect Bruce/Batman voice, IMHO. I tend to imagine his look in the animated series B:TAS, but I guess someone like Eric Bana would make a good Bruce.

[wickedsrest-rp]

Name: Emilio Cortez Species: Hunter (Slayer) Occupation: Private Investigator Age: 34 Years Old Played By: Bex Face Claim: Peter Gadiot

"Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?" 

TW: Suicidal ideation, parental death, sibling death

In Southwestern Mexico, the name Cortez meant something. The family of hunters stretched back generations, protecting far more than just their general area from far more than just the undead creatures they were built to fight. And to Emilio, there was always honor in that. For as long as he could remember, all he wanted was to make his family proud, to live up to their legacy. It was a legacy his father died for when he was still too young to remember him, a legacy his oldest brother would fall to a decade later, and it was a legacy Emilio fully intended to martyr himself to as well. The best hunters were the ones who died for the cause, after all, and Emilio had always wanted to be just that — the best. From the moment he was old enough to understand what it meant, he was prepared to die for his cause.

At least, until the world gave him something to live for.

He was twenty-eight when he met her. A few years older than him, Juliana had gone to hunter camp with Emilio’s brother years ago, and while he’d met her a time or two in his youth, he’d never thought much of her until he met her again as an adult. She was brash and loud and beautiful, and Emilio was immediately smitten. Over the next two years, Juliana would visit San Agustín Etla more and more often, staying with Emilio each time. First on the couch, then in his bed.

Eventually, the two went ‘public’ with their relationship. His mother approved wholeheartedly, as Juliana’s drive and upbringing were similar to her own and, within a few months of their relationship going public, the two were engaged. The engagement lasted only a few months before the wedding took place at Juliana’s insistence. It wasn’t until the vows were exchanged that she told Emilio why she’d rushed the wedding — she was pregnant.

Fatherhood was never something Emilio had pictured for himself. His own father died when he was young, and while his uncle Lucio had stepped in to raise him, he still didn’t have much of a concept of how to be a father himself. It was made more complex, of course, by the thirst for martyrdom hanging over his head, but he loved Juliana, and he wasn’t the type to abandon someone he loved.

His worry proved unfounded, for the most part; when Flora was born, Emilio was immediately taken by her. He loved her completely, entirely. Too much, perhaps, considering what was to be expected of him. Hunters began training their children young by necessity, and the Cortezes started earlier than most. By the time Flora could walk, his mother was questioning when her training would begin. The idea of putting his daughter through the same training he’d been through as a child felt daunting, though Emilio had never questioned it before. He put off the idea until Juliana, too, began to question him.

It was a passive thing at first, the idea of getting Flora out of the hunter life. Emilio didn’t even realize the plans were there at first. But as tension grew between Emilio and Juliana, it became more and more tempting. He wanted Flora to be safe, and he was slowly beginning to understand that this might not be an option among the Cortezes. Emilio began hatching a concrete plan to take his daughter and run. To go somewhere they couldn’t be found.

The plan solidified, but as it would turn out it would never come to fruition.

Emilio was not the only Cortez planning behind closed doors; his uncle Lucio had plans of his own. Uncertain of his sister’s ability to properly lead the family without getting them all killed, Emilio’s uncle Lucio coordinated with a group of local vampires. The deal he made was a simple one — he would feed them his sister’s safehouse location, and they would kill her and leave her empire ripe for the taking. It might have been a good plan, had the vampires he dealt with not had a grudge against the Cortez family. When the time came for the attack, the vampires didn’t stop with Emilio’s mother. They killed everyone. Juliana. Flora.

When it became clear that the fight wasn’t one they were going to win, Emilio tried to run home. He went to the house he shared with Juliana to get Flora out in any way he could, but he was too late. It was clear that Juliana had fought, and it was clear that Flora hadn’t known how. He chose not to train his daughter to protect herself and, in the end, she died defenseless. It was a blow that broke Emilio entirely.

He went back to town, but the most important battle was over there, too. There were only two Cortezes left standing — Emilio and Lucio. It was obvious what had happened, with Lucio’s guilt written all over his face. He begged Emilio for forgiveness, but Emilio had none to give. He stabbed Lucio in the gut, leaving the man who raised him to die in the streets of a town he’d betrayed, and he ran.

He left in something of a haze, ran for days until he had no energy left in him. When he finally stopped, a newspaper article told him exactly how the fight in San Agustín Etla ended. His home and his people were gone. And Emilio was the coward who had left them all and let it happen.

He should have died in that fight and he didn’t, and he had to make up for that somehow.

When he heard tell of Wicked’s Rest, going there only made sense. There were so many supernatural beings, so many opportunities at redemption. If asked, Emilio would claim that his goal was to make the world safer, to make up for his failure in Etla by making sure nothing similar happens in Wicked’s Rest. The real truth of it is far less noble. Emilio should have died with his daughter in Mexico, but he didn’t. He was a dead thing still walking the earth, a ghost with a heartbeat.

And his family legacy had always been all about ridding the world of dead things.

Character Facts:

Personality: Decisive, efficient, loyal, witty, abrasive, arrogant, cynical, melancholic

Although he was toying with the idea of getting out of the hunting life in order to raise his daughter outside of the dangers of it, the massacre of his town reinforced his old ‘passion’ for slaying and intensified a martyr complex born from the deaths of his father and oldest brother. Emilio is arguably even more invested in hunting than he was prior to the massacre, and has become more determined to ‘prove’ himself by dying for the cause. 

Emilio hails from San Agustín Etla, Mexico, a town just outside of Oaxaca. The population was a little over 3,000 before the attack that killed his family. It’s… significantly less than that now. This being said, Emilio’s first language is Spanish. He learned English at a fairly young age, but his English is still accented and he isn’t entirely comfortable in it.

Shortly after arriving in Wicked’s Rest, Emilio opened up a private investigation office. He largely uses this as a front to track supernatural activity throughout the town… but he will take on cases in order to pay the bills as well.

During his escape from San Agustín Etla, Emilio suffered an injury to his leg. This injury, while serious, could have been repaired, but because he never sought medical attention for it, the wound festered and left him with chronic pain. He walks with a limp, the severity of which varies depending on whether he’s having a ‘good’ pain day or a ‘bad’ pain day. He’s learned to use the injury to his advantage by allowing opponents to underestimate him. It’s a mistake they don’t tend to make twice.

Emilio has a three-legged Scottish Terrier he ‘acquired’ after killing its previous owner, a vampire in Wicked’s Rest. Because he doesn’t know what its name was prior to its former owner’s death, he calls the dog Perro — Dog in Spanish. No one ever accused him of being creative.

[halfmoonbayroleplay]

CAMILA ALVAREZ is looking for their ADOPTED BROTHER. More details can be found under the cut →  

NAME SUGGESTIONS: I would assume that they would have taken the last name Alvarez after their adoptive mother but not required.

AGE RANGE: In my head he is the older of the Alvarez siblings so I would say 40 - 45 (or older) but I am open to discuss this!

FACECLAIM SUGGESTIONS: Charles Michael Davis, Oscar Isaac, Ben Barnes, Peter Gadiot, Daniel Sharman UTP

ADDITIONAL DETAILS. our muse would have been the oldest sibling out of the Alvarez family. He was the first child to be adopted and because there was no father figure in the home he became the father figure so to speak. Growing up he and Camila were thick as thieves and I would imagine still are to this day. He's always been super over protective of her. He would be the person that she confided in and one of the few people she told about leaving Half Moon Bay when she first figured out it was what she wanted to do. Perhaps he even moved with her. Either way I picture them being super close and him being close with her two year old son Elijah as well. 

CONTACT INFO. Please contact WILLOW on Willow#0653 on discord or @camila-alvarez to discuss this connection.

[clemxjohnson]

Name: Emmett Johnson

Faceclaim: Peter Gadiot

Age: 36

Circle: Mortalis

Occupation: Hunter/Mechanic

Clementine will be the first person to tell you that her brother, Emmett Johnson, is not a bad person. He’s simply a man trying to make the best he can of a world he was thrust into unwittingly as a child. Emmett is the first child of the Johnson’s, the only one born of their flesh and blood, and he was always a good kid. An All-American football star in High School, an Honor Roll student since Middle School, and the pride and joy of the Johnson family. They were picture perfect.

Until they became aware. 

Now, that wasn’t Emmett’s fault. It was the fault of his Father being in the wrong place at the wrong time. An incident with seeing a Werewolf turn, a near fatal attack, a rescue by Damian Harker; Frankly, it was all a little blurry. Emmett had never been given the full story, only small bits recounted by his Mother and Father, and the bits he could hear them talking about from the top of the stairs. 

Damian promised the family safety if they were to follow his instructions carefully, and not question him. That he would not allow some Vampire or Werewolf to get to them. To turn their son. To turn any of them. They’d be safe if they were to allow themselves the protection of the Mortalis clan. 

Emmett can vividly remember the way he stood, standing like a Superhero, chest puffed, head held high, commanding attention and power— Emmett wanted to be just like that, too. He wanted to be able to protect his family, and he wanted to feel strong and powerful. Emmett wanted to be a Hunter, just like Damian Harker was. Of course, he was Eight, so that was basically out of the question. Though, he never stopped dreaming. Never stopped preparing. Playing with toy weapons, and earning his archery and shooting patches at Boy Scouts before anyone else. He did what he could to make himself noticeable and indispensable so Damian would want him to join his Hunters.

But, two years later, when Damian Harker entered their home, it wasn’t with a letter of invitation to proper training. It was with a little girl slated to become his little Sister. At the time, the explanation of who she was, and why his parents were so weary to take her went over his head. 

The Orator’s Child. Unwanted. Half Vampire. Malleable. 

It wasn’t until he was older, staring down at Clementine in her crib as fangs tore through teething rings that he realized that Damian had brought a little monster into their home. Though he was right about one thing, she was malleable. It didn’t take long for their parents to teach Clementine that she was not to extend her fangs in anyone's presence. She was not to drink the blood of any human, or she’d be seen as a vicious monster. She was not to expose her status as Supernatural to anyone under penalty of death by those in the Midnight Underground. Who knew if that was true, but it was good enough to keep Clem out of trouble. 

But, it never felt like enough. It never felt like a good enough reason to let sleeping dogs lie. Which is why, when Emmett turned Sixteen, he took matters into his own hands. He approached Damian Harker with a proposition: His continued silence on the Matter of Clementine, as well as his Parents’, for the ability to become a Hunter. 

Extorting someone as powerful as Damian seemed dangerous, but with a smile, Damian agreed. Emmett would become a Hunter, and Clementine’s identity would remain a secret. 

Emmett is not a natural born Hunter. He doesn’t get the advantages of strength that people in the Kiskadden Clan might. But, he was young, and trainable, and that seemed good enough for Damian who took Emmett under his wing. He was taught how to use different weapons, how to face down the dangers of the underground with a brave face. He was taught the history of the different Monsters of the Underground, and all the ways they could bring him or his family harm. But, more importantly, he was taught how to defend himself against it if it ever became time to do so. 

They did not Hunt for sport. They hunted to survive. But, there was an unspoken order to things, one Emmett could not break. And, so he didn’t. But, that didn’t change the underlying prejudice he held against some of the more volatile creatures of the Underground. People like his Sister, but who hadn’t been taught correctly. They hadn’t been warned that they were lethal, and taught to be as benevolent and passive as Clementine was. If they could all just be more like Clementine, life would be better for them. 

That was a job for him, now. To keep Clementine, and everyone like her, aware of their place in the world. 

[covingtonrp]

NESLIHAN TURAN is looking for her RECENT EX. For more details and how to contact the player, read below.

This connection is TAKEN.

Character Name: Neslihan Turan

Connection Name: UTP

Age Range: 30-38

Type of Connection: Recent Ex

Suggested Faceclaims: I've pictured him as Boyd Holbrook for aesthetic purposes, see here but some other suggestions are: Garrett Hedlund, Paul Mescal, Lucien Laviscount, Peter Gadiot, Alberto Guerra, Darren, Barnet, Bill Skarsgard, Idk anyone really who can pass for a musician or music producer.

Details: Nesli and this character met during the height of her career after they collaborated musically. There are a few different ways this connection can be played out and it really depends on what his job in the music industry is. Whether he's a musician himself (I imagine him to be a country singer because they met in Nashville and she's a blend of country and pop, or he's a rapper/singer and dj) or if he's a music producer. I'm happy to discuss both avenues to see which one fits better as we flesh the connection out but!!! that's the gist of how they met.

They dated in secret for a good couple of months before their relationship went public by the persistence of their publicists. And once that happened, their fans on both sides went wild. While there were the usual jealous haters, many people genuinely loved them together and "shipped them".

Nesli was very much invested in the relationship and loved him a lot. It was with his influence and him in general that her music grew at the magnitude it did. He was very much her muse and she'd written countless songs about him.

But oddly enough, since they split.... that muse has gone away and its affected her career. The reason for that is, she has too many unresolved feelings she hasn't let herself confront. While she should be writing and releasing a record breaking break up album, she's actually struggling to do just that.

I have this headcanon that she firmly believes he cheated on her which is why she ghosted him and left Nashville to return to Covington (aside from her record label drama). Its bad enough, her career is threatening to plummet into the toilet, she can't face him on top of it. But whether or not he actually did can be discussed. I think it's highly likely it was just a misunderstanding (ie: she saw him photographed intimately with someone else, was told he was seeing other people by a jealous third party, saw suspicious messages on his phone, etc). But, I would love to discuss these ideas with whoever grasps at the connection.

They had a very good run and there is still lingering feelings on Nesli's side. And I like to believe they are on his too (see the first inspo song I'm attaching below)

Inspo Playlist: one, two, three, four

Contact the player at: @nessituran

[etlabsinthe]

Peter Gadiot via instagram 11/21/2020.

[nikascott]

[efnewsservice]

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[alicebraga]

[chaoswillfallrpg]

FENRIR GREYBACK is THIRTY-FIVE YEARS OLD and a SOLDIER in THE DARK LORD’S ARMY at THE DEATH EATER HEADQUARTERS. He looks remarkably like PETER GADIOT and considers himself aligned with THE DEATH EATERS. He is currently TAKEN.

→ OVERVIEW:

tw: death, murder

CALDER GREYBACK and KESARA GREYBACK were overjoyed when they had their first child, Fenrir. Named after a monstrous giant wolf from Norse mythology, a favourite subject of Calder’s, Fenrir was destined to become the monster he was. Fenrir was raised in a loving home, both parents making time for their child and showering him with affection. They lived in a small cottage in a wizarding village just outside of the Cotswolds. During his early childhood, he was a very timid child, barely speaking to anyone but his parents. Due to his shyness, Calder and Kesara constantly attempted to put Fenrir in social situations that often led to Fenrir being awkward around new people or simply asking to go home early due to his social anxiety. When Fenrir was five years old, his parents gave birth to HELLA GREYBACK, a beautiful baby girl. Fenrir became obsessed with his little sister, rarely leaving her side, even as they grew older together. His parents were surprised at how loving he was towards her and how she caused him to come out of his shell, especially around people who had come to see Hella. Fenrir was extremely protective over her and vowed that he’d rather die than let anything happen to her. The two of them would spend their days running through the fields, splashing in the rivers and talking to other wizarding children, in which Hella took the lead of course. The two siblings were happy with their lives and their parents were elated that the two got along well despite their age difference. 

When Fenrir was ten years old, a year before Hogwarts, their family went on a camping trip. It had been a sweltering summer but the campsite was now cool and beautiful as leaves began to turn yellow and orange. Fenrir and Hella would spend their days playing by the lake, Kesara keeping a close eye on them whilst Calder disappeared upstream to go fishing. It was the last day of their holiday when Hella and Fenrir decided to sneak away from their mother and attempt to follow their father upstream. It wasn’t long before the two became bored of tracking their father went off exploring, not taking note of where they were going or how to get back to their parents. A game of king and queen began and before they knew it, the sun was setting and they were lost. Scared, the two decided it was best to find the river and stay put until their father found them. As night stretched on and a full moon shone above them, the shivering siblings took refuge amongst some rocks, trying to keep each other warm. What first started out as distant howls, soon became a low growling noise. Hella and Fenrir hadn’t heard the wolf throughout their trip until that night and tried to make themselves as small as possible. It wasn’t long until the werewolf found them and Hella let out a blood curdling scream as the werewolf leapt at her. Fenrir, being the brother he was, jumped in front of the werewolf right before it could plant it’s jaws on his sister and the werewolf's teeth sank deep into Fenrir’s shoulder. A few moments later and their father appeared, casting curses at the werewolf and chasing it away, saving his children from a gory demise. 

Fenrir did not die from the bite to his parents' relief, but to their embarrassment, he had been infected with lycanthropy. His parents decided not to register him and keep it a secret. They did their best to help Fenrir every month, but their best method was to lock Fenrir in the basement with chains. This of course, upset Fenrir, causing him to feel like a wild animal, which he was during a full moon. Fenrir would always wake up with no memory of his transformation or the night before, leaving him to think that it could never have been that bad. A year later and Fenrir’s letter from Hogwarts arrived. He was excited to go and had been looking forward to it since he was eight. His parents however, were reluctant, worried what their son might do during a full moon. As a compromise, Calder and Kesara ordered a large batch of wolfsbane and instructed Fenrir to always find his way to the forbidden forest during a full moon or the consequences would be dire. Due to his parents' fear of his lycanthropy, Fenrir began to fear it himself, thinking that he was cursed. This of course, didn’t help his self esteem and once reaching Hogwarts and being sorted into Slytherin, he was quickly labeled as the weird and awkward kid. The bullying started immediately and Fenrir hated it. DOLORES UMBRIDGE was one of his biggest adversaries, she had managed to discover his wolfsbane stash and outed him as a werewolf to all the students, which only sent him deeper into self hatred. The disrespect and utter discrimination he received due to his lycanthropy was crippling to say the least. 

Whilst there were those that stood against him, he had a special select few who told him to stand up for himself. ADARIA LINWOOD would always show him tough love, teaching him to grow a thicker skin. His sister was always there for him at home and even more present when she found her place at Hogwarts as a Ravenclaw. She would always tell him that it wasn’t a curse, it was a blessing. His lycanthropy turned him into someone powerful, a chance for him to break out of his shell forever and become the leader she imagined him to be. With support from his friends and as he grew older he became more confident, more in control and more vicious towards those that stood against him. He began to spend countless hours learning about lycanthropy and how it affected other creatures and how one could infect others, effectively creating their own pack. A pack of other werewolves just like him, others that understood what it was like, others that would always have his back against those like Dolores Umbridge. The appeal of being in a pack didn’t only affect Fenrir, but seemed to persuade another younger student named STEPHEN WILCOX to come to Fenrir, asking if he could be turned, if he could be gifted with lycanthropy. Fenrir’s first reaction was that Stephen was crazy, why would he think it was a gift when it would only make his life harder, but the idea of having his own pack and the determination for revenge against those that shunned him changed his mind. On the next full moon, Fenrir bit Stephen in an attempt to turn him. It was Hella, who had gone off a feeling and had followed the two into the woods, that found Stephen’s dead body with Fenrir nowhere in sight.

The next day Fenrir was expelled from Hogwarts. He was distraught at the fact that he had killed someone and when he looked to his parents for support, they turned him away, telling him that he was no longer part of their family. His parents no longer saw him as an embarrassment, but rather as an endangerment to the rest of the world. Without his consent, they contacted the Ministry and reported him as a werewolf. It was how Hella reacted that really broke him. Hella, the light of his world and his rock had gone dark. She had officially turned her back on him. He was a monster that she could no longer love. At first he was destroyed, torn to shreds, unable to comprehend that his whole world has been unravelled in a matter of days due to a stupid mistake. He spent almost half a year wondering forests and making his way towards London, working on Muggle farms and stealing from campsites. It was during this all time low that rage began to fill him. Nightmares of his sister removing him from family pictures would wake him up in a sweat. If she really thought he was such a monster, he’d become exactly what she thought he was. It was at this murderous phase in his life that he met SELENA PETROSYAN. The two of them instantly clicked and she became his right-hand women as they began to build their own underground pack of werewolves, a pack that would one day rise to power against those that oppressed them. Fenrir began to attempt to turn sorcerers into werewolves, getting close to the families and attempting to turn them on the full moon. It was during this rampage that two Muggle murders, failed turnings, caught the attention of the Ministry and Fenrir was captured and brought in for questioning. 

It was during this questioning that Fenrir grasped just how much the Ministry and the wizarding community hated werewolves, LYALL LUPIN stating that all werewolves simply deserved to die. Due to his appearance and lack of wand during the trial, as well as the ill-managed werewolf registry not being updated to include his name, Fenrir was released and instantly sought out revenge. On the next full moon, he attacked the Lupin Family, biting REMUS LUPIN. Now Lyall would realise that werewolves were as equal as everyone else. Deciding that best option was to stay low for a while, he sent his pack underground whilst he spent his time attempting to satisfy his craving for more power. He began to look into dark magic, spells that would allow him to extract and retract his claws at will and potential transformation potions that would allow him to keep his fangs and turn others at any time, not just during a full moon. It was along this dark path that he met The Dark Lord. There was a discussion and a mutual understanding between the two. If Fenrir helped The Dark Lord convince werewolves to join his cause, the Dark Lord would creature a space for werewolves in his new regime. Whilst Fenrir knew that the pureblood would never accept his pack, he planned to go along with it before going rouge after they had won the war. It wasn’t long until he was introduced to BELLATRIX BLACK. Whilst other members of his pack such as Selena continued their mission, Fenrir’s attention was brought to another werewolf by the name of SILAS CRUMP who had begun to stir the wizarding world by being accused of killing the Minister for Magic’s son BOOKER BAGNOLD. With everyone keeping their eyes out for the fugitive Silas, Fenrir felt as if his whole plan was in danger and whilst Bellatrix and RABASTAN LESTRANGE continued to use Silas as a scapegoat, could Fenrir find a way to keep his pack out of the spotlight or would he need to find a way to handle the Silas problem himself?

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:

Blood Status → Pure-Blood (Werewolf)

Pronouns → He/Him

Identification → Cis Male 

Sexuality  → Up to Roleplayer

Relationship Status → Single 

Previous Education → Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Slytherin)

Societies → The Greyback Wolves

Family → Calder Greyback (father), Kesara Greyback (mother), Hella Greyback (sister)

Connections  → Selena Petrosyan (best friend/potential love interest), Dolores Umbridge (adversary), Adaria Linwood (former friend/adversary), Remus Lupin (victim/adversary), Lyall Lupin (adversary), Silas Crump (adversary), Bellatrix Black (colleague) 

Future Information → N/A

FENRIR GREYBACK IS A LEVEL 7 WIZARD/WEREWOLF.

[merrittrps]

Omar Sy, Peter Gadiot, Tristin Mays

I already did one for Omar Sy, but it would be sinful not to create a new one! One of Summer's chapters, it could be either the person she went out with that was cheating on his wife with Summer and the moment she found out she broke up with him. Or, the chapter in which she has a threesome with a couple. At the end of the day, you go, Summer Hale, you enjoy that beautiful and smart man!

Peter Gadiot could be Laurel's best friend. I think he would play that part quite well, someone that moved to Astoria with Lala, Rosa and Joaquín, another person in her coven that she really trusted and was the first one to receive the news about running away to a whole new country and starting new.

Tristin Mays could easily be Charlotte's one and only. And we're not talking about AU! Charlie, because that scenario is saved for either Sandra Oh or Philippa Soo, but the one person Charlie had a relationship with, the one person that Charlie also broke their heart because she knew that it was a matter of time until it happened. After all, she had never been able to share feelings and picture a future with someone else.

Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC

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CHARACTER INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Richard ‘Richie’ Buderman

DATE OF BIRTH: 23.06.

AGE: 32

BIRTHPLACE: Fordbay, Canada.

GENDER: Male.

PRONOUNS: He/Him

OCCUPATION: Musician

PLACE OF RESIDENCE: Pinacotheca

FACE CLAIM: Peter Gadiot

BIOGRAPHY

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Sex, Cheating, Alcohol & Drugs.

Richard ‘Richie’ Buderman was born to Lisa and Michael Burderman of Fordbay, Canada. A sweet couple who had found love in their teens at the age of sixteen. Everyone used to gush at the mention of the pair who had married straight out of school, falling pregnant at nineteen years old. Young parents who were very much in love with each other. Upon arrival of their child that did not change — Richie however did not have a traditional upbringing living in such a vibrant place where there was so much do to and never enough time.

Weekends were spent with his father, working on cars, hiking and his love for books. His mother an avid reader always encouraged Richie to delve into his imagination and creativity. Every painting he created, every book he read was kept and placed upon the shelves. A trophy for their magnificent boy. Lisa was an artist who spent most of her time painting pictures and selling them while Michael was a crafts man who created furniture for the people in the city; the family were loved.

Growing up in what people liked to call the life of the Burdermans, it gave Richie a lot of time to try everything he could possibly want. Richie had lived his whole life in Fordbay, and unlike most teens it was something he’d rather enjoyed. A quiet man with hopes and dreams like anyone else found comfort in the silence.

As he grew Richie found his love for music to be more than he’d ever expected and soon enough he was writing his own songs; he had a creative streak just like this mother. And with that his first song was produced at the age of fifteen — although nothing ever came of it, he hoped one day he’d write a song good enough to be number one.

He then met a group of very special people in which a band was formed under the name of The Helpless Divide; his family only thought for it to be a phase. Something that he would eventually grow out of when he left school. His father had high hopes for him to take over the family business.

His first job would be in a local thrift store to make money to help out his parents — it would be this job that kept him going until he gained the success he never expected out of school that provided him with more money than he was ever expecting to make.

His music however would be the catalyst for the rest of his life. What his parents only thought to be a passing moment turned out to the best thing he’d ever done, even if his father disapproved immensely. Harsh words were often said over the dinner table about the decision to not go to college and pursue his love for the band and music.

When Richie hit nineteen and moved into his own place things in his life took a turn. When you spend your life knowing nothing but a loving family, you never expect the worst to come and eventually it happened. His parent’s filed for divorce. It was like someone took his world and flipped it upside down, leaving him dangling in the air trying to grasp onto something to turn his life back to the way it was supposed to be. Cheating. The word made him feel sick and that was exactly what his father had been doing. Mandy Harrington, the local home wrecker had managed to get her claws into his father and for that he hated him.

Sherelle came out of nowhere; like an angel in his time of need. A beautiful local woman who worked at the coffee shop he frequented to write new songs for the band. She was like sunshine when she walked in the room, all eyes were on her. He used to watch her with admiration until one day without a word she wrote her number down on a napkin and placed it before him. He wasn’t sure how explain their whirl wind love, he fell fast and hard and she was everything he’d ever wanted.

While together his music flourished and his music was taking off more than ever. His nights were spent in the studio working hard and the other nights were shows that took his breath away. When they hit number one, it was what he could only describe as the best day of his life. He and Sherelle celebrated with a bottle of champagne in their apartment.

Two years on when he got down on one knee after what felt like a life time with the love of his life he was pretty sure this was as good as it got. He wanted to be with Sherelle forever and he thought that she felt the same. But while down on one knee in front of all their friends and family was when the news was broken to him. She had been sleeping with his best friend Elijah, and she couldn’t keep lying to him anymore. Like a gun shot wound to the heart, cheating. The word that he hated. The word he associated with his father.

Heart break was something that he had only experienced from his parent’s separation. And now it had taken over him like a virus, making him sick to his stomach. He couldn’t eat, sleep or think right for what felt like an eternity when in reality it was only a few months. His parent’s grew worried at his lack of living — he had became a shell.

But his music never suffered; this was when he wrote his best stuff. The heart break, the pain and sorrow turned into songs that he never thought he would be able to write. His voice grew stronger with each passing day as he practiced and practiced.

He wanted to be the best so she could watch him and regret her decision.

He wasn’t sure what day it changed, he awoke and the pain was a bit duller. It wasn’t gone, he wasn’t sure if it ever would be. Walking into an apartment half void of furniture and pictures missing from the walls.

Now as time had passed and the pain of her heart break to him had faded was when he decided that love was not something he wanted to try again. The love for family and friends was already enough; he couldn’t put himself through that kind of heart break again. Instead he devoted all of his time to music, to the band and making sure they could be the best they could be. The touring, the late nights and lack of sleep was the right move for him.

Although love was out of the question, his passion for women never faded. Now a nickname in the tabloids was about his playboy lifestyle. Woman after woman, groupie after groupie. He kept himself constantly busy so he wasn’t left alone with his thoughts. A real charmer, smooth talker and all around fuck boy was exactly what he’d became. His mother was disgusted but never said it to his face for fear he’d leave just like his father.

But with the new album approaching so quickly he decided to spend a bit more time in Fordbay, get back to his roots after months and months of touring. Honestly, he’s exahusted and ready for the break — but new songs need to be written, and in order to get inspiration he knew he needed to put himself into the place where it’d all began. Canada.

WRITTEN BY: Angie, 27, She/Her, GMT+1