#rose with too many thorns(musings/aesthetics)

[dearaliceliddel]

SENSES AND OTHER ODDLY SPECIFIC HEADCANONS

1. WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE SMELL LIKE: Most often Alice will smell of garden flowers because of The Vale, hint of fireplace due too her old home, and that of calming warm tea. There is not a lot of fancy things she can manage most days, but she does try and keep up with personal hygiene with what is available. Often some sort of simple flowery soap. But she prefers what can remind her of her lost home, or the scent of etas she once so loved with old friends and family.

2. WHAT DO YOUR MUSE’S HANDS FEEL LIKE:  Slender hands that look quite delicate, but do not be fooled. While she can be soft and gentle as a rose, roses still have thorns. There are some callouses from working and cleaning, as well as how often she takes care of her weapons or swings The Vorpal Blade, yet the palms and skin are still soft. Working hands with a strong grip, that can still provide delicate touch. 

3. WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY EAT IN A DAY:  Uhhh... Alice is lucky to have a full meal in one day most times, so it would always be a toss up of just what she might keep down. Most days it will be water, tea, and maybe a snack or so. But if there is someone she trusts deeply that has helped her along, then Alice will eat more, a proper real meal. It’s progress. Most of the time, this is a woman who is heavily traumatized and food and medicine was used as a punishment, both it being taken away, and force fed, in the asylum.

4. DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE A GOOD SINGING VOICE: The most musical talent Alice has is playing instruments, such as piano, keyboards, and even wind instruments. But singing, she is still quite skilled at, being a young girl raised in high society, such lessons were normal. And while it was a long time ago, she can still sing rather well, it might just take her a moment to find the proper tune if there isn’t any instrument. 

5. DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE ANY BAD HABITS OR NERVOUS TICS: Not eating regularly is certainly a bad habit Alice has, as is rarely sleeping correctly. The thin frame and dark circles are not just from aesthetic. There is 0 body fat there, and only muscles over malnourished figure. Do not let her appearance deceive you. She had a bad habit of something internally over thinking herself and arguing with the other half of her traumatized mind, self loathing and blaming herself in every aspect. Survivors guilt and loneliness is one hell of a drug. 

6: WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY LOOK LIKE/WEAR: Most often times Alice can be found wearing dresses, often in shades of blue preferably, but there is many a strange outfit within her wardrobe. She has a couple of suits, and some very casual calm clothing, but the iconic outfits of which Alice will always prefer is a dress that is comfortable and functional with pockets, or a nice simple outfit with use. 

7. IS YOUR MUSE AFFECTIONATE? HOW MUCH? HOW SO: This is a character who has so often been abused, used, broken down, and left behind. So few people remained in her life for most of it that actually cared, after the death of her family and the fire. So for Alice to be affectionate, it takes time for her to open up like that if she truly cares about you. And there are layers. Between those she considers friends will get the occasional gift or showing that she thinks of them, a careful appreciation, but so rarely will she touch anyone. Only if she truly and deeply trusts someone will she go that far. But if you have her heart, then there will be not a moment of hesitation for this woman to hold your hand, and hug you tight, and gasp, perhaps even a cheek kiss. How scandalous. 

8. WHAT POSITION DOES YOUR MUSE SLEEP IN: It’s rare that Alice will sleep at all. and what little sleep she does get is often found with her sitting up carefully or leaned against something. If she is laying down proper, it is with her back too a wall, and facing towards doors and windows while laying on her side. Slightly curled up to conserve warmth, but also ready to spring up at a moments notice... But, the rare times of truly calm sleep? Deep and welcome? Everything will be entirely relaxed.

9: COULD YOU HEAR YOUR MUSE IN THE HALLWAY FROM ANOTHER ROOM: Alice is capable of being incredibly quiet and avoiding detection, keeping herself stealthy and out of sight for both her own comfort, and from the trauma of knowing how dark the human race can be... When she was younger, she learned sneaking around as a child let her hear things and learn things. This came in handy with meetings in her house Father once held, as well as in Wonderland to sneak her way around. The only possible thing anyone may hear of her would possibly be her boots on the floor if she wasn’t actively trying to be silent. The fact she is so underweight helps.

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[deadly-cipher]

Dear Alternative Community Gatekeepers, Stop

Alternative is not a label which you can give to one 'group' of people. alternatives are non conformists who have no social group. you cant recognise an alternative person by what they wear or look like, so dont try to. they dont all wear the same clothes (like moshers, chavs, goths, indies or any other group of people who try to be individual but all seem to like the same stuff, wear the same clothes and only listen to music which their friends like). alternative people enjoy listening to whatever the hell they like, because they dont just like one type of music, they may just enjoy music on a whole, or it may just depend what kind of a mood they are in to what kind of music they listen too at that time. although this term is based around mysic it also applys to clothes as i said above many groups try to all wear the same stuff in order to fit in, alternatives wear whatever they like, if its designer, and they like it, they will wear it. if its got the name of a band on, and they like it, they will wear it. if there is a song which is by slipnot, and they like it, they will listen to it. if there is a song, which is by eminem, they will listen too it. Punk is not about a certain hair colour, style, or music, although music does take a large part in most punks lives.  Punk is about liking what you like, being yourself, saying what you think and FUCK ALL THE REST.  You don't need a two foot high red mohawk to be a punk, although that is wicked cool. You don't need sleeves, a backpiece, or any tattoos at all to be punk. You don't need a Misfits, Casualties, Sex Pistols or any band like that jacket to be punk. You don't need anything to be punk except for awareness, self respect, respect for others and an open mind. A Goth is someone who sees beauty in the dark side of life. Today's society is focused on negating darkness because it is associated with evil. Think about it - in almost every fairy tale, who is the antagonist? The brunette. Who is the protagonist? The blonde. Dark is evil, evil is bad, and therefore we should wipe all trace of it from our lives. Unfortunately, that's simply not possible. No matter how hard society tries, people still die. Day turns into night. Love becomes loss. It's a fact of life. So while everyone else is denying an entire half of life, the Goths embrace ALL of life, good and bad. Goths understand that the best and most lasting joy is tinged with a little sadness, and that all love is bittersweet. Goths understand that not everybody has to be happy 24/7, and that the way to succeed is not by pretending you are. Sunlit skies are beautiful, yes, but so are dark cloudy ones. What is white without black? What is a rose without thorns? Thus, by embracing the shadows as well as the sun, Goths are, in many cases, actually more emotionally healthy than those in mainstream society.  Emo is an emotional person. They are not depressed all the time and some are acually very happy at times. They do smile, they don't sit in a corner crying all day. Some are actually quite popular and laugh and joke around lots. NB: Emo does not mean the person cuts themselves, they might but that is not why they're emo. The word "scene" coves a large spectrum throughout recent history, but its most modern definition is used to describe certian subcultures and movements. The most notoriously famous and targeted is the alternative music scene, or more specifically, branches of the alternative music scene such as hardcore, indie, fashoionxcore, etc. A breed of scenesters (people on the scene) has begun to come to the forefront. These scenesters are usually very music-savvy and loyal to a few specific genres (typically hardcore, metal, indie, retro, 80's new wave, classic rock, etc. to name a few), of which they dress to exemplify. It is hard to pin down a style for a scene male or female, considering the trends amongst them vary from coast to coast, and certian fads come in and out within their ranks. Typically, though, many scene kids will have facial piercings, tattoos, and longer hair. It is not unusual to see teased hair with long bangs on males, or short fauxhawks (a mohawk without the sides shaved, a fashion-friendly version) on females. It is almost a throwback to the revolution of Britian's glam era, very androgynous and fresh. Scenesters take a lot of pride in their overall image, and often they appreciate shock value. Oftentimes they are thrifty, employing their abilities as bargian-hunters and do-it-yourself gurus to do something unique with their style. Large vintage sunglasses, retro patterns, tight jeans, classic metal/band tees, plastic jewelry, and heavy eye makeup are just some of the incorperations into scene style for either sex. This style and showmanship is at its height during shows (concerts), where often scene kids will meet their friends and size up strangers who visit their turf. There indeed is competition among scenesters...sometimes friendly, sometimes not. Shows are in fact not just concerts, but often a means of socialization for those on the scene. Those people who partake in scene lifestyle often choose to date/socialize only with those like them, which can cause bitterness or rejection to outsiders. The music scene is often associated with other areas that scenesters are interested in, which is liekely, art, photography, creative writing, poetry, tattoos & piercings, civil rights, animal rights, etc. Many scene kids have strong beliefs about these things and consider those who do not to be "posers." They feel that their scene style is not only a fashion statement, but an all-encompassing lifestyle. Many scene kids incorperate their future plans into their lifestyle, going into careers such as journalism, photography, artistry, piercing, tattooing, working for magazines, being musicians, hairstylists, running venues and/or coffee shops, etc. This tends to cause scene kids to congregate, visit, or even move to big cities to find opportunities to meet other scenesters, find jobs that suit them, or to live where they have a plethora of activities that they enjoy readily at their disposal. Recently internet revolutions like myspace.com have provided a new means for the ideas of scene culture to be spead, for scenesters to find new friends, bands, and activities. Scensters design stylish and graphic profile pages to both draw attention to themselves and to find others like them, and many people have joined up with the scene fad due to internet advertising. The downside of many scene atmospheres is that some scene kids tend to develop a superior mentality. Some who are especially popular and affluent can make it harder for the younger, yet-aspiring scenesters to join in with the subculture. This is not always the case, however. Different areas breed different demographics of scene kids. Perhaps part of their attitude comes from the problem that scenesters have begun to feel threatened about their culture being jeopardized because of a sort of trickle down effect. The internet is permitting easy access for anyone who would want to don scene-esque style and jump right in to a culture that scenesters feel they have built from the ground up and developed into a complex lifestyle. However, this lends many to get caught up in popularity contests in local areas as well as on the world wide web. Unfortunately, this can also lead to rifts in scenes. Groups of hardcore scenesters start "crews," often characterized by fierce brotherhood to the point of violence against others who are unlike them or who are in other crews. The scene is dividing amongst itself, due to purists who feel the scene is about music only, and those who have taken the scene fashion to be almost, if not equally, as important as the music itself. Some of the fashionable scenesters stick to their musical roots, but often due to the aforementioned trickle-down effect, there are people joining the scene who are not interested in the music, but are only in it for the attention. Thus, the scene will continue to divide. Whether they will admit it or not, kids interested in this lifestyle of excitement, concerts, body modification, fashion, and overall alluringly unusual aesthetics will continually be labeled as "scene." They chose an alternative path because they wanted to find acceptance elsewhere. Now, they face a community just like any other: one of all different types of people, who have different opinions and standards. It has its pros and cons, ups and downs, just like any lifestyle does. A metalhead is somebody who loves heavy metal. Don't always have the "look". And it's not even necessary to listen to just the classic metal bands, you can listen to the subgenres. You just have to appreciate the genre as a whole. The term: Short for independent rock. In terms of music it would be independent of major labels/mainstream stuff. History: grew out from 60s garage, 70s punk, and 80s post punk it started in the mid 80s as alternative/college radio music. Once nirvana hit big the alternative genre split: the popular side was just alternative(Smashing Pumpkins, Hole, No Doubt, etc.) and the other half that wasn't mainstream(by choice or not) became indie rock(Pavement, Sebadoh, Built To Spill, etc). Some bands have signed to major labels but are still considered indie(Modest Mouse, etc.). Go figure. Sound: In the begining indie sounded like alternative(because it was) but it grew more experimental and weird. In Britain indie has more of a typical sound like Radiohead, Muse, etc. rather than a definition based on 'the scene.'  The scene: if you really think all indie kids do is try to be cooler than other people then... well.. you're mostly right.

[charmedglass]

🔏 all

Send  🔏  and I’ll tell you about a headcanon I originally had for my muse but then scrapped  - For EVERYONE ( You’re killing me I swear xD )

Alright, I’ll Just go down the line! 

                                  Gris was originally going to be based off of the marbled silver fox, so i could pattern his fur more interestingly. However, that was later scrapped just for the joke that Gris would eventually be a silver fox. But also, the marbled fox idea was scrapped for the fact that, russian silver foxes are actually a result of breeding domestic red foxes, to get the recessive fur coloring pattern. I found this to be more fitting with his background, rather than marble. 

                               I actually originally headcanoned Linnia to be blind, but that wouldn’t have worked so well with her semblance, given she was training to be a huntress. Linnia and Gris have been around for a long time, so essentially I was too young to really figure out how to make it work without completely changing her. But, I do keep her eyes without pupils, and foggy looking, as a call back to that!

                                I originally wanted to give Honey some fluff too! I wanted her to be based off the Honey bee, which she still is! But I wanted to give her fluff on her shoulders, collarbone, throat, and shoulder blade areas too. Like the fuzzy you see on bees. But, given there was a one trait rule firmly acknowledged by the time I made her, she didn’t get the same treatment as Gris. So I kept her antennae, but cut out the fluffy. She does occasionally wear jackets with fluff as a call back however! 

                                 Arian was originally just going to be a tank, they were going to have the barrier semblance, and a vambrace type sword alone. But! After some talking I was able to really flesh out eclipse shatter some more, as well as their fighting style! As it turns out, Arian is good for a variety of styles, and not just a tanking position! 

                               Avros was originally going to have like, a lot of tattoos. He was made to be a character I did just for it being a pleasing aesthetic- so I was going to cover his arms with black thorns and monochrome roses, as well as some red highlights along his body, possibly blood tattooed over flowers and feathers on his back around is wings. But, as he developed, I realized he wouldn’t have too many tattoos, if more than a couple. He did keep the roses however!

                               Cymbeline was actually meant to be a lot more serious than she comes off. I wanted a serious older sibling trope, with a no nonsense attitude from her. But, again, the girl took hold of her own reigns. She’s still fairly serious given her ties with Fenris, but is more focused on her freedom, and what she wants out of life. Not to say she isn’t dangerous like her concept idea, she’s just a lot less strict, and more happy being able to do as she wants.

                                Aycan, similarly being a different trope than he was meant to like his sister. I wanted him to be more relaxed, and just a go wit the flow type. He was going to be wild and feral, and all around have a certain air about him that spoke of being in nature. This was toned way down however, and this wildness really only comes to play when he’s fighting, or his temper gets set off. The contrast is really neat actually. ( In his concept, he did not have nearly as bad a temper as he does now. )

[prxst-n]

GENERAL

Name: Preston chao

Age: 26

Place of birth: Northchester, New York

Spoken languages: English, learning ASL, chinese

Sexual orientation: heterosexual

Occupation: security guard at the hotel

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Black

Height: 6′4′’

Scars: Chest after car accident

Tattoos: back of both hands; rose on one and wolf on the other.

FAVOURITE

Color: any of the colors that associate with fall; brownish-reds, deep oranges

Entertainment: watching 80′s movies, cooking, listening to crime podcasts, parties

Pastime: beer pong, movies, flirting, reading

Drink: peach soda and double shot espresso

G E N E R A L -

-To be born under a wealthy man might be a blessing to many but for Preston he’d consider it a curse. He is the product of an affair and lives uncomfortably under the roof of a huge secret.

-His mother had become a young cleaning lady for Bruce Langston; leader and CEO of the economical department in the city of derry. He is a huge deal and any scandal can lead him to lose his position, apparently he didn’t care about that when the man had sex and impregnated Preston’s mother despite having a wife. Once she found out she was pregnant Preston’s mother made absolutely sure that she used that for her advantage and so she became a live in maid, had her life paid for and when it came to her child everything that Preston would need would be taken care of. Even if it meant that Preston would forever be cast into the shadows of the family like an ugly scar.

- This was agreed upon after Bruce’s wife found out and bitterly accepted so her husband would keep his title and money. That was all that the woman cared about after all; not having to give up her rich and lavish lifestyle. But that didn’t mean she was at all accepting of the boy especially when just a few weeks later she became pregnant herself and now there would be two babies under the household that would have to know they were different.

- And the wicked mother she was. She purposely spoiled Preston’s half sibling making sure they had everything. Preston was set for live but they still lived as middle class people so no suspicions were made. Preston always knew he was never going to be treated equally and that was why in his teen years the boy began to rebel in hopes to get caught by his father.

- Bruce hated the fact that Preston was all just a huge thorn in his life. And didn’t exactly treat him all too kindly, even though living in the house was nice Preston was treated just as the secret bastard. Even to his half sibling that was born two years after him they were close.

-it was sad, the only other person preston loved more than anything and they had to act like they didn’t like each other. but it didn’t stop his young sibling from taking care of him and any moment they were able to have together they made sure they had fun. all until they were in public and had to act like they had no relations at all. how hard it was for preston and the sibling to at like they hated each other but it was what was forced upon them.

- This led to a few rebellious streaks in his life growing up, hanging out in the poor sections of town, dealing with boys who were not part of the langston Aesthetic and even getting in a lot of trouble by fighting. This only caused more of a hate for him in the household but as long as he was only seen as the maids boy to the town he got away with it. This family secret was deep. So much so when it came to schooling and his mother’s push that Bruce send Preston to the same schools as his other child, there was a fake scholarship created in the company that Preston was put under. No one suspected a thing and didn’t have to question why the Langston’s were paying for some no-good maid’s son.

- while in school Preston found the life of underground fighting. Getting bets and fighting in a ring with no rules. Due to his size and build he trained and soon became a top competitor. He was getting the spotlight and loved it, plus there was no better way to get a rush and release his anger then fighting in a ring.

PERSONALITY &&. HEADCANONS  -

-  Being the literal mistake in the chaotic family Preston is a bit of a bitter person. Eye rolling, stubborn, hot headed, and quick to defend himself.

- He’s had no one to stick up for him at home and he learned to do this on his own; he is hated at home and only has been told to never speak of his family ties, even being forced by his half sibling to never speak to him in public. This makes him pushed away. The tall boy in the back of crowds; out of the spotlight. Preston is not allowed to be seen. Not wanted and that affects the way he is motivated to show off his actual skills.

-his mother has been his biggest teacher and he has an everlasting respect for woman because of it. He will find himself too ashamed to ever mistreat a girl in fear of his mother finding out.

-As much as preston respects girls, he really loves to hook up with them too, not that he wont show them a good time but if he finds his chance with someone he takes it.

- If he was allowed he’d want to be in art, he’s been a lover of arts since he was a child and he is very good at it but of course he is far too self contentious on being forced down. Preston isn’t even allowed to use his size to play sports and as a result he sneaks off to other cities to fight at night. It’s not safe and he uses a fake name but people cheer for him. They see him it’s the only time he feels at peace… even if that peace is dangerous, illegal, and leaves him in bruises that lead his mother to worry.

-being an unknown artist he picked up on street painting/graffiti growing up. he has a bansky like lifestyle, painting at night and going by the alias PREZY. so far he’s picked up a big social following only he has never shown his face and doesn’t plan to. he uses his parkour skills to help him find unique spots to paint and display his art. EXAMPLES: HERE and HERE

-part of the lifestyle he picked up on the road was joining a gang. he didn’t want to take it too seriously and part of them understood. mostly just using him as brawn when they would make drug deals or the scary face on one side of the room is anyone were to talk to the boss. he spent a few years in a gang in new york and making sure he never burned bridges he moved on. still... seeing the things he had in that gang has change his views on things. made him even tougher and part of him is proud of that. some guys still keep in contact with preston and will see his fights when they are in town. 

-  He loves to party; going out and living the life away from that home of his where he is seen as a burden. It’s fun unless his brother is around and the whole time he just gets hard glares to not embarrass him.

-  Find him sketching in his books, doodling along the pages or in sketchbooks in the halls of courtyards. Don’t be surprised if you become his muse. He loves drawing people.

-  Anger; he’s quick to it no matter how much he doesn’t want to be. He just has been pushed to the side so much that he takes things seriously and any insult will trigger him. Sorry if he fights you, he just finds it easier than anything else. -  Aside from being a hot head though he has taken interest in girls and as most boys do tries to test out his flirtatious ways as much as he can. He might not be the best flirt, as he has been told his scowl and serious attitude seems to drive a pretty girl away at times but he still tries.

[altscige]

『MADELYN CLINE ❙ CIS FEMALE』 ⟿ looks like SAIGE BEAUMONT is here for HER JUNIOR year as a LINGUISTICS student. SHE is 21 years old & known to be BLITHE, ENERGETIC, EVASIVE & IRRATIONAL. They’re living in NOLAND, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ JAMES. 20. EST. SHE/THEY.

hi sorry this took so long i ws on hiatus bt turns out thts exactly how long i need to churn out these new blogs so BJKSADNKFJG also r i p babe bt i miss saige ... she’s an old muse of mine n she’s rly grand i think pls love her ok thank u pls LIKE this if u’d like to plot

TW CHILD ABUSE, DRUG USE, ALCOHOLISM, ADDICTION, DEATH, HIT & RUN CAR ACCIDENTS, GRIEF, GUILT

aesthetics.

stick n’ pokes at 2am – when your drunk and giggling too much in between purposeful stabs, avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk because they’re bad luck and they’ll break your mother’s back – even if your mother doesn’t love you, because you love her, the familiar riff in an old song – one that’s got you strumming along silently; there is no guitar, only empty air lit by the christmas lights you haven’t taken down. it’s may. swallowing down shots, and by default, swallowing down problems. laughing quick, easily, constantly. skinned knees from skateboarding, despite being rubbish at it. wishes on eyelashes stuck to your cheekbones, glitter sticking, running into the ocean at sunrise; feeling at home. excuses, and the many forms they come in. telling people you love them through hand squeezes and fresh muffins, sideways glances and soft, eager grins.

basic info.

full name: saige alouette beaumont

nickname(s): n/a :/ give her some

b.o.d. - july 7th, cancer

label(s): the hedonist, the icarcian, the reveler, etc.

height: 5′7″

hometown: thibodaux, louisiana

sexuality: bisexual w/ a very slight preference towards masc-presenting folks

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inspired by: serena van der woodsen (gossip girl), aimee gibbs (sex education), alexis rose (schitt’s creek), elle woods (legally blonde), rapunzel (tangled), clementine (eternal sunshine of a spotless mind), angela montenegro (bones), tinkerbell (peter pan), late 2000 / early 2010s kesha... i don’t know because she’s not actually inspired by anybody i made her when i was like 13 HDSJBKFNGHJLDS

biography.

the fallible daughter of two very infallible people: robert beaumont, US lieutenant general (soon to be US general), and manon lévesque, world renowned fashion designer on levels par with gucci and versace. both cold, calculating, and purposeful.

no matter how much she wants to believe otherwise, saige is sure that she was not created out of love. it was an action with a purpose, intentions to create the perfect child. the hybrid of both military genius and fashion extraordinaire. a proper socialite. a 1% citizen. molded to their will.

born in thibodaux, louisiana (surrounded by her father’s family - a long line of old money southern magnates & moguls with a history of beauty pageant winners in each woman) - it took them no more than six months after her birth for her parents to up and move, thus beginning a cycle of packing and unpacking, flying and driving, state-to-state and country-to-country. the longest saige had ever stayed in one place was two years, until radcliffe. even then - conditioned to never become truly attached to a place, she has the urge to up and run away at any given moment, onto the next adventure.

she was kept on a short leash, home-schooled, and learning skills she had no interest in (from cooking to sewing to ballroom dancing - to fencing and firearm safety and self defense) - more like a pet, a project, than a child. the world moved all around her, but she was bound to what her parents allowed her to see. a bird in a cage of thorns.

it was hard to keep and maintain friends - there one day, gone the next. a ghost you could see, clear as day, but never touch - never fully, at least. even if she tried with all her might. 

would run from bodyguards (their version of nannies - robert beaumont is a paranoid man with too many enemies to count) into festival crowds and climb out of windows in the middle of the night to swim in lakes with the locals she’d met only hours earlier - as soon as she realized that there was something wrong with the way she lived.

even if it resulted in punishment, military exercises in the form of her own personal boot camp (she’d been forced to do chin-ups, once, when she ripped an expensive gown at the tender age of seven. not since, however, after she wound up sobbing on the floor - instead they moved on. delicate teacups stacked across her back as she did push-ups, the more she did the more that slipped & broke)

she absorbed as she could, as much as she could get; an intense, undying love for a world she always craved to see.

this was the start of something dangerous - a phase that never seemed to end, rebellion coursing through her veins. a wild child in the making, unknowing of limits. she landed herself in any crowd she could squeeze into - bad crowds, in particular and more often than not - they introduced her, the sheltered girl, into a world she hadn’t quite known existed until then.

ran away briefly at the age of fifteen with a man three years older than her & nearly ended up in a tabloid magazine because of it - if it hadn’t been for her parents’ money. though guilt from her parents’ disappointment weighed on her, the thrill fueled something much worse.

from there on, she’d been labeled as a ‘problem child’ - from public intoxication to vandalism, it was clear their daughter was unraveling and nothing could possibly contain her.

boarding school had been an attempt to stop it, enrolled her freshmen year in hopes that she’d come out a proper woman. but being located in new york with easy access to the upper east side of manhattan - it’d been futile.

there’d only been a few significant events during her time there - the death of a classmate (one of her closest friends’ boyfriends) and a ski trip that nearly resulted in her own death, skiing while drunk on a closed off course, in memory of him and the traditions they’d had. the first time she fell in love, and months of pining - running in circles, fights and hiccups and confessions in the dramatic manner all high school relationships seem to be like. they’d finally gotten together - officially, no more sneaking around or pretending - when her parents paid a surprise visit. a rare occasion, nerve-wracking. dangerous. to keep a story short - she’d accidentally exposed her own drug use in their presence, the simple act of pills falling from a purse - and that’d been it. she was gone the next day, with no word to anybody and hardly a word since.

they told family she needed a change of pace, and rumors in her old school said that she’d been expelled, that she’d been sent to the french countryside to live with her grandmother.

she’d only gone to washington, that was all. france was too good, and she was too undeserving. instead she was enrolled in public school, only a quarter through her junior year. her parents rarely spoke to her - rarely in town, the only eyes kept on her were security cameras and the occasional check-in by family friends (the new word for bodyguards, apparently)

but as always - when left alone, saige scrambled to find somewhere she fit, somewhere to tuck herself away in the comfort of other people. a small group, but a loyal group - harmless minus a few miscellaneous charges that they said every small town kid had, at some point. they were safe, they were family - as close as she could get. at least, she had thought so. had really believed it.

she hadn’t intended to go to university after graduating high school, not yet eighteen - not for another month or two, at least. she wanted to travel, meet new people and learn new languages (she’d learned four, already, but had always been a glutton. craved to know more, as if she unlocked secrets with every phrase she could speak) and just. exist.

maybe she should’ve. should’ve left as quick as possible, and never turn back.

saige mysteriously disappeared from the public eye for an entire year, the entirety of her 18th year on earth, before promptly showing up at radcliffe university, ready to learn.

it’d been a year of legal cases & lawsuits & avoiding prison with expensive lawyers and a lot of money.

the getaway driver for an armed robbery at a bank, an unknowing accomplice until her supposed friend ran out from the building and jumped in her car, screaming for her to drive, drive, drive. it had only supposed to have been a quick stop before a road trip to the coast. nobody was supposed to get hurt. but scared, and high, saige had obeyed - and by doing so, led a police chase and, of course, a hit & run that eventually led to saige crashing the car midst breakdown.

the sole victim survived, thankfully - and the beaumonts have been paying the medical bills since. her friend - the one who started it all - was charged & sentenced. but saige got off relatively scot-free. just a year of community service, a slap on the wrist (and the growing wallets of all involved in handling her case). it would’ve made national news if her parents hadn’t stepped in - favors called, resulting in only local headlines.

they hadn’t spoken to her since then. three years of radio silence. she’d think they were dead if it hadn’t been the steady flow of money in her bank account. their silence only feels like a threat of what’s to come if she fucks up again.

ever since - she’s avoided causing too much trouble, still very much the party girl she’d like to be, but staying out of headlines and tabloids. partially in fear of her parents finally cutting ties, permanently, and partially in fear that she’ll end up costing someone else their life with her own selfishness.

personality.

she is so ... bubbly. so fucking bubbly. she’s has so much energy in her. goes running every morning and every night and swims almost every afternoon and she’s never tired, even if she hasn’t slept the last night and even if she’s been dancing for five hours in a club in high heels and nothing but vodka in her system. the personification of a coke bottle shaken up, if the coke bottle in question could laugh and smile at you and make you feel, somehow, at home even though you’d only met her in the bathroom queue.

tries her hardest to be the happy fun friend, the cool friend, the one who can hook you up with whatever you need because she sleeps with her drug dealer and gets discounts, but like, it’s totally okay because they’re also friends.

generally comes off as very confident of herself, and fearless, and reckless but like - fun reckless. the kind of reckless you wouldn’t mind to be around because she takes your worries and acknowledges them and reassures you that it’s fine, that it’s grand, even when it may definitely not be.

takes a lot. so much. could ramble for days, hand gestures and all. never stops talking. never.

if she wants to do something, she’ll do it and there’s not very much you can do to stop her. stubborn, but at the same time easy going? very go go go. mischievous. even if she’s trying to do something stupid you kind of just like ... have to let her do it, or otherwise she’ll mope for three hours and pout at you and then you’ll feel questionably guilty, which is admittedly a little manipulative on her end and isn’t the best thing, but i never said she’s the best person ever because she’s most certainly ... not.

a vegetarian because meat makes her physically sick, like, she’s got a weird intolerance to it and it’s not quite an allergy because it’s really just red meats but she’ll get a tummy ache.

her vocabulary consists of a lot of ‘likes’ and ‘ums’ and ‘yknows’, y’know? her statements always sound like questions. 

99% sure she has adhd but she’s never been diagnosed because her parents simply would not allow her to go to therapy so if she does have any neurological disorders, mental illness, and the likes of those - she doesn’t know and doesn’t know where to even begin to find out. her parents? fucking suck.

like i said, she’s currently not on speaking terms with them. more of their decision than hers. she still loves them, a lot - and there’s a part of her that believes that they still love her, that they have to, because she’s not disowned yet. even though they haven’t said more than ten words to her since she was eighteen - as long as they keep sending her money, they still care - right?

owns four cars ... bad idea considering her past, but alas. spending her money is a coping mechanism and she likes to drive because it’s a form of freedom. anyways. all her cars are on campus and she’s probably not allowed to have them all on campus but she does. one’s a sleek sports car, the other is a jacked up pick-up truck that’s decked out in like ... LED lights and shit, the third one is the same exact fucking mustang from the princess diaries because she’s obsessed with the movie & usually gets what she wants. the fourth is a mini cooper.

she’s a photographer (for funsies) and the walls of her room in noland are covered in photographs and art and taped-down plants. her room in general is really cluttered. like, it’s super homey. super cozy. but it’s a mess. clothes everywhere, she’s got a pile of instruments and other miscellaneous hobbies that she wanted to do and then either never did, or did for a few days and got bored of and haven’t touched since. 

i mentioned earlier that she was taught a bunch of skills when growing up - and like, she doesn’t really utilize any of them? knitting, sewing, cookie, three different forms of ballroom dancing - all gone to waste and she’s pretty rusty on most of it, but it’s there. in her mind. it’s kind of neat and i promise she’s not a mary sue it’s just her upbringing HBSJKDFNLG she’s really nuanced i swear. anyways she can also work a gun and a car engine but hates half of the things she knows how to do because she was forced to learn these things.

she plays bass guitar. loves it, loves her guitar. treasured item. she knows violin & piano too but she fucking hates piano & is mostly indifferent towards violin. she can hold a note in other instruments but it’s like. not great. 

got really into languages at a young age due to her constant traveling and started learning them unprompted. her mother is like. literally french. a french citizen. so she grew up learning english & french but from there on she’s gotten fluent in spanish (similar 2 french) and latin (dead languages are fun) and then she’s working on a few others like mandarin and german and scottish gaelic specifically but she mostly just knows a few phrases here and there. like, enough to get her through a city if needed.

like she’s super smart and very talented but she’s also ditzy as hell. big dumbass energy to the point where maybe you don’t realize that she’s actually really good at a lot of things because it’s not like she really flaunts it either?

she’s just very reckless, and very much a party girl. has quite the collection of drugs & uses socially, but also alone and throughout the day. rarely sober.

high functioning alcoholic and at this point she doesn’t really know what she’s like when she’s completely sober? which is really bad but she’s convinced that if she goes sober she’ll just be miserable and horrible because at her very core she believes she’s like. the worst human being alive. like very deep issues of self loathing covered by baileys in her morning coffee and 23 crystal lite packets in her yeti cup that happens to be filled with vodka. 

this has been a budding problem that was developed since she was a young teenager. the ehem. situation that happened when she was eighteen only amplified it.

is essentially wearing a mask of confidence and giddiness and flirtatiousness because she doesn’t want people to think she’s not doing well, because she isn’t. 

loves so much. loves everything, so much. everything, everybody. falls in love like five times a day but nothing really sticks to her either, for the most part. i hate to say it but she does flock to shitty people / general assholes because that’s just ... how she is, that’s what she’s surrounded herself with her entire life. even her high school boyfriend was an asshole - just like, not to her, which made it Okay in her mind. she finds these kind of people like ... super interesting which is really questionable but y’know what? we’re fine. it’s fine. i’m fine.

she sleeps around often, to be frank. she hates being alone and she rarely sleeps in her own dorm unless someone is in there sleeping with her. otherwise she’s at different houses. could be a friend’s bed, could be a stranger’s. has slept with the entire baseball team, probably. she’s also the type of person who’ll try and maintain a positive, good friendship with whoever she sleeps with because she hates the idea of having a regrettable encounter and just. refuses.

this is kind of a problem because she blurs the lines between friendship and Something More too often, and with too many people. wants to be loved but it’s never enough. probably ends up hurting people without realizing it because they think they have something super special but she does this with a lot of people and it’s super :/

does stick and pokes a whole bunch. she can’t draw for shit so they’re not great but she thinks they’re fun and she’s been doing it for a while so like, who cares, right? let her give you one :)

gets sent dress prototypes and like. drafts of designs & articles of clothing from her fashion lines that aren’t out yet and won’t be for a while by her very own mother. saige absolutely gives them all away, for the most part. or it sits in her closet, and stays there. her go-to gift for birthday presents, or christmas gifts, or whenever she feels like it. like, feel free to raid her closet?

ok that’s all. love her.

wanted connections.

a best friend... someone who sticks by her side even though she is a certified Mess.

a ride or die... is it the same as a best friend? maybe. but it’s got a fancy name and i want both so :)

close friends... she’s really friendly and the kind of girl to have been really popular in high school but didn’t care for it and talks to everybody like she’s known them her entire life, so. she’d have a good amount of these!

grumpy friend... to balance her happy friend. she’ll fuck them up in a friendship way. with her cheerfulness.

party pals... they don’t talk much outside of parties but they’re practically glued to the hip when they’re at them. hold your hair back kind of close.

frenemies... or fake friends, toxic friends, people who use her for money or like ... sex, or whatever? anything? people who barely tolerate her because she gives them stuff sometimes.

bad influences... they just encourage her to do more, be worse, never get better.

good influences... like ... YOINK! stop being an idiot! do your homework! idot!

a tutor... because she’s like...smart...but she’s also stupid...super bad at math & science. help her.

hook ups... friends with benefits, a one night stand that is a little? awkward? since then. past & present tenses. :)

exes... she’s noncommittal so they likely wouldn’t have lasted very long but? yolo? she can be a heartbreaker, as marina said, as a treat? whether they dated or were fucking ... either works. but i do love angst :)

one-sided hatred... someone who just fucking ... despises her. but she doesn’t realize because she’s an idiot and thinks they’re just like. joking around! like they’re best buddies!

annoyance... but she’s the annoyance. she’s the thorn in their side. 

ex-best friend... where something happened between them, like, anything, and it ruined their friendship forever. very sad. angst potential, though.

but like. i’ll take anything.

steals your mail... who knows why?

cat escape... he keeps running away and she keeps letting him inside her room even though she’s allergic...

married old couple... the kind of friendship where they always bicker like they’ve been together for fifty years, but it’s purely platonic (or is it? slowburn BAYBEY. DENIAL babyey.)

off and on again... i think that one that’s not good for them because they enable each other & only get like ... angry at each other, and it’s like, messy. but it’s super hard to stop. probably reminds her of high school so that’s why she tries so hard to stick around, but alas. it’s not good. it’s toxic. stop it. 

the drug dealer... the one she sleeps with... even though she can just pay for it because she’s rich but like. it’s funner this way.

blurred status... like, it’s just really confusing of what they are? are they, aren’t they? the relationship status is just ... muddled. she’s a mess and gets involved with too many people without intending to. potential to hurt feelings. :)

please. take her. give me connections.

[sharpandpointysonic]

Character Aesthetics. Bold applies to your muse.

Tagged by: @chaosbcrne

Tagging: sorry if any of y’all have already been tagged @unsung-heroesofmobius @chillisonic @lightdash @a-wind-of-freedom @the-twinventors would tag more but many have already!

THE  FAIRY:  chipped nail polish. glitter highlight. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair.the taste of cinnamon sugar.  talking too loud and too fast.  overgrown flowers in your hair.crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at three am with no coat. platonic hand holding. blowing smoke out of your nose.  dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.

THE  REAPER:   computer errors.  a shiver down your spine.  haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes.tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out of the window of an airplane. soft kisses.

THE  WITCH:   graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books.  growing up too fast.  parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.  lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions of spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.

THE  WOLF:  murders of crows. frostbitten leaves. wolves howling at midnight. knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals. the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey.tiny red buds on trees. claw marks on the walls. golden eyes.  slightly too long stubble.knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor.  always find your way back home.

[mcveriicks]

have you seen [ MAVERICK ST. JAMES ] since the storm? some say they look like [ HERMAN TOMMERAAS ] but they’re [ TWENTY-TWO ]  & go by [ THE PARADOX ].  [ HE ] lived in halloway for [ THREE YEARS ] & they are originally from [ WASHINGTON, D.C. ]. before the town vanished they were studying [ PHILOSOPHY ] and lived at [ UNI BLVD ]. most people knew the [ CISMALE ] as [ +CLEVER ] but i’ve heard they can also be [ -APATHETIC ]. for some reason, they feel [ UNEASY ] about the town’s disappearance. ( riley, 20, she/her, est )

hello !!! my name is riley and i’m ????? so so extremely very much excited to get the ball rollin, down n dirty, into this rp !! i’m a sucker for angst and sadness, so … expect MUCH of that w me !! mav is a new muse of mine but i’m SUPER excited to get to dev him with all of you guys !! below the cut is a … long-ass intro post bc i have no chill !! if, per chance, you’d like to plot w me and my know-it-all, assholey but suprisingly soft child, please feel free to GIVE THIS POST A LIKE or to DM ME ( either tumblr or discord i check both, i promise i don’t bite ) !!!

tw: drugs.

* / BACKGROUND.

maverick hobbes st. james was born into a life filled to the absolute brim of expectation. his mother and father met at halloway’s law school, and both went on to become highly respectable lawyers who dealt with constitutional law in washington d.c.; they work highly demanding jobs, which often left maverick, who is an only child, alone at their impressively decorated family townhouse, staring at family photos and wondering how his definition of family had become so different to his friends’ growing up.

growing up in middle and high school, maverick assumed that getting good grades and excelling at school would make his parents proud, would get them to turn their attention to his successes –– but surprise, surprise, they didn’t. they’d pat him on the back as they headed out the door to tend to their daily schedules –– that is, if he was lucky enough to see them in the morning.

he studied. hard. trying to understand the ins and outs of what his parents did, trying to see if following in their footsteps by studying law would warrant a smile or beam of pride. it didn’t. but it still got him an acceptance to his parents’ alma mater, halloway university. he made friends quickly –– he always did. always the charismatic friend, he’s learned to rely more on his friends than his family in his life.

when maverick was a senior in high school, he finally reached an age to realize some of the shady deals his parents would make on the regular, the random bonuses his parents whispered about finally making sense to him. one case in particular had apparently caused one of his classmates’ parents to be publicly humiliated for a scandal and an incident that was apparently unrelated to their careers –– but ruined them in the process.

he felt guilt, himself, knowing that his parents could be making deals like that every day. it made him shake his head, made him cry into his pillow, made him absolutely disgusted to call people like his mother and father his own parents. he wrote so many fucking speeches that he’d recite to them once he got the chance, berating them for their practices and lack of morals in their workplace. but they never came home –– and hypocritical as he was, he still enjoyed the fruits of his parents’ work. they gave him unlimited checks with his name on them, as if it was some sort of sick version of love.

while maverick was fulfilling some of his general requirements, he fell in love with philosophy, with questioning life and ethical choices that mankind has made in the past, and would make in the future. he ended up pivoting his studies, moving from pre-law to philosophy at the end of his freshman year of his undergraduate studies.

and of course –– with this twist in the system, maverick is about to make this world his playground, living in his very own simulation of how a fresh new world reacts to infinite freedoms. he’s partially excited to see what will unfold, partially scared that things will fall to absolute shit ( ever the pessimist, maverick st. james ! ) because he has little faith that his company will collectively make the right decisions.

* / PERSONALITY.

maverick st. james is quite the paradox ( hence, the label ! ). he’s charismatic, funny, and has a witty sense of humor –– and is generally appreciated by his peers because he’s able to move conversation and discussion without making topics seem dry. and generally, he’s only like this in classes that he’s passionate about –– otherwise, you’d see him in the very back corner, doodling amongst his haphazardly written notes. what’s funny is he used to always be like this –– happy, smiley, obviously intelligent and driven. but it all sort of changed when he had this big epiphany that some people aren’t what they seem like on the outside ( re: his parents ).

he’s certainly a bit arrogant, given that he’s intelligent, innovative, and clever, and knows it –– however, even if he might not show it on the outside, he appreciates a good challenger. he thinks it keeps his wit sharp, and of course, his ego would never show it, but he does appreciate learning from people. after all, his passion in philosophy makes him certainly interested in how minds work.

at social events, you can probably see him flirting his ass off, but always having a good time, too. he’s definitely the type to sleep around, but he likes to pick at people’s brains, too. probably the most deep-ass pillow-talker halloway has ever seen. it probably borders on the line of being too romantic with flings –– the way he asks questions, but also borders on being annoying.

those who happen to get to know maverick outside of the surface-level stuff, outside the initial cockiness and flirtatious front he puts on will know that he’s actually quite thoughtful. his lonely childhood has made him extremely loyal to those who have shown him similar trust and friendship –– he would never turn his back on them. he asks probing questions, is a good listener –– perhaps because he’s interested in human decision making, but is also because he doesn’t quite know what it’s like to be loved unconditionally –– though he wants to. he’ll hold back hair and rub a friend’s back while they yak, walk his friends home, maybe throw a few punches or two –– but spicy comebacks are really more his speed.

deep down, what almost no one knows is that he’s really quite soft. he passes his curiosity off as wanting to understand people, when really it’s a mechanism for hoping someone asks him questions in return, to give him the time of day he wished his parents had given him. 

* / AESTHETICS.

coffee-stained mugs, walking with headphones in, untied shoelaces, black hoodies, a cheeky smirk, small books in his back pocket, writing in the margins, quoting old authors on a daily basis, incessant eye-rolling, pen ink stains, unmade bed, mismatched socks, floral ties, empty bottles of liquor, rose thorn pricks, old worn poetry books, polished dress shoes, calloused fingers, unlit cigarettes between teeth.

* / HEADCANONS.

funnily enough, maverick’s name means ‘independent, a noncomformist’, which is exactly the path that he has taken to stray away from his family’s expectations of practicing law, specifically constitutional law as a career. he’s like. nah. fuck that.

maverick has some form of synesthesia, which allows him to remember a lot more than the average person. he associates colors, smells, sounds, to words –– and allows him to efficiently study any subjects he doesn’t have immediate passion for.

in the privacy of his own bedroom, he sometimes writes poetry and sketches his thoughts and muses –– when he knows he’s in complete privacy. faces and features that appear in his sketchbooks are often those he’s thinking of often, those who intrigue him. he’s actually quite good a sketching, maybe not quite as good at writing poetry.

tw drugs. he more than dabbles in drug use, smoking marijuana maybe every other day, while partaking in harder drugs like cocaine and adderall and others probably once a week. he feels like he’s in control of his use, but it may start to get the best of him. end tw.

maverick is left-handed. he hates that he gets pen ink stains when he draws, writes poetry, takes notes. his left palm is probably perennially covered with ink.

though he’s often wearing headphones ( airpods, of course, the nerve of this rich kid ), half the time, nothing’s playing. sometimes he forgets to press play on his phone, sometimes he purposely likes listening to decision-making and conversations of strangers. it lets him think about the nature of mankind.

maverick’s favorite philosopher is albert camus, known for his work that heavily developed the idea of absurdism ( much to do with the meaning of life, and human inability to discern an answer ). 

* / WANTED PLOTS. 

CHECK OUT MY WANTED PLOTS PAGE HERE !

childhood friends: again, someone who would have known him from pre-cynical, arrogant asshole days. they could be friends now still, 

ex-friends: perhaps maverick went a bit too far with the questions, about trying to probe into someone’s mind. maybe for this reason, or for others, these two fell out of touch / argued and might be forced into new places due to the disappearance of the other townspeople.

unlikely friends: maverick’s reputation isn’t exactly favorable to some crowds. maybe they became friends in one of their shared classes or through mutual friends, and actually get along well, despite coming from different backgrounds / having different values. they probably see a bit of a deeper side to mav than most people !!

good influence (?!): maverick gets into his shit, has probably a less-than-favorable reputation, but he still cares about people, deep deep down. maybe your muse is a bit lost, and maverick is worried about them and wants to help them get back on track –– especially with all the changes happening in the society !! we can plot lil details about this, esp bc it’s a v unique side of mav i’d love to explore !! ( insp: x, x, x )

bad influences: those who partake in the sins that maverick just loves to lap up. they feed off of each others’ energy, often encouraging more drinking, more drugs, more sex. it’s a bit of a never-ending circle, but one that maverick keeps coming back to, for some reason. ( insp: x )

frenemies: this could be some sort of intellectual challenger kind of deal ? someone mav actually appreciates having in his life, though they butt heads a lot maybe for some reason !! ( insp: x )

disliked: they probably find maverick’s personality appalling or annoying, they probably find him pretentious af and super hypocritical for preaching so much about morals, when he drinks and uses drugs and just fucks around half the time. they could call him out for his flaws, or we could go down a completely different route of them having some weird history of mutual plots ??? so so much room for possibility here !!

+ have a couple more in my wanted plots tag here ! but literally, as a self-proclaimed angst and plot ho, please hmu with any and all ideas you might have !! i can’t wait to get started w all of u !!!

[braveparanoiac]

tag dump

[starchild--27]

8 People I want to get to know better

I was tagged by my dear @igelchan and also by @kiseokris ^^

One / Name - Selma

Two / Birthday - May 1

Three / Zodiac Sign - Taurus 

Four / Height - 1, 78m / 5′10′’

Five / Hobbies - everything related to music, reading and having silly and sometimes not so silly talks with my friends and family ^^

Six / Favorite Color - blue, black and the metallic shades of basically every colour this world has to offer

Seven / Favorite Book - honestly, how do i decide? the last book that left y huuuuge impression on me was “Lost Boy” by Christina HEnry but currently i am reading “A Court Of Thornes And Roses” and it’s reeeeeally good too and ofc there are so many other books and book series i love and loved to read ....

Eight / The Last song I listened to - I Can’t Stand The Rain by SuperM (i’m a sucker for this song, what a masterpiece...)

Nine / Last Film I watched - honestly... no idea. maybe “Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children”?

Ten / Inspiration for Muse - everything. things i read, things i hear on the news, my own thoughts, my own imaginations and perceptions of things, stories i have in my head, pictures i see, songs i hear, ... 

Eleven / Dreamjob - dunnooooo. if we were free to decide and wouldn’t need jobs to survive and all that i would probably sit in my room and make music, write my stories or lyrics and that would be it. that would make me super happy.

Twelve / Meaning behind my Name - starchild is bc the stars really seem to be my aesthetic - this is actually a little thing between me and my two best friends, who resemble sun and moon while i am the stars. and the number 27 was just always a number i liked, it just looks satisfying i don’t know xD 

Thanks again, for tagging me <3 it was nice to get to know you too as i read through your answers :D

The only person to tag i can think of right now is @heartcravings - only if you want to ofc ^^

[asapncah]

hello  my  sweet  darling  angels  .  it  is  me  ,  lenny  ,  and  i  am  quite  truiy  holding  back  tears  as  i  write  this  because  i  don’t  think  i’ve  ever  missed  anything  as  much  as  i  have  missed  moreau  ...  anyways  !  enough  rambling  lenny  ,  get  to  the  true  queen  here  :  noah  .  below  the  cut  is  my  Novel™️  about  my  dear  noella  de  luca  ,  otherwise  known  as  my  favourite  muse  ever  .  if  you  like  what  you  see  down  below  ,  just  LIKE  this  post  or  hmu  and  we  can  create  magic  !

˗ˏˋ ✧ ariana grande • twenty-three • cisfemale . look ! it's noella de luca from apartment 4B ! apparently , she moved into moreau apartments 1 year ago and is a waitress . rumor has it, they can be quite possessive — good thing they’re also adventurous , hey ? i hear they’re known as the hedonist of the building . 

↘︎ 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕤 !

given name : noella sofie de luca

nicknames : noah, no

age : twenty3

birthdate : march 18, 1995

hometown : keremeos, british columbia

occupation : waitress & dog walker

↘︎ 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 !

so i will be trying to sum up noah’s history in a few bullet points here , cause ya girl tends to ramble far too much , but if you’d like to dive a lil deeper , you can check out the bio that i wrote for her right here !

so her parents separated when noah was quite young but they remained close friends and business partners of the campground they purchased and renovated in their 20s

willa remained in their cozy home in keremeos to primarily raise noah and handle the financial end of things while antonio permanently moved onto the campground as a year-round mangager

noah visited her father practically ever other weekend, mastering the wilderness and reenacting snow white scenes 

there is honestly no big sob story here. she had a wonderful childhood filled with chasing butterflies, jumping in leaf piles, cuddling with her pets, and laughing with her parents

keremeos will always be her home, but by the time she was 20, noah yearned to escape the confines of her small town. her wanderlust was an itch that no amount of trips to the mountains could scratch, so she set her sights on something bigger: europe

with the help of her parents, noah saved up for the trip of a lifetime, which she embarked on shortly before her 21st birthday and didn’t return from for many months

though she ventured all across the european countryside, much of her trip was spent in italy as she reconnected with her roots and fell in love with the country, particularly florence and pisa

she paid her dues working in a small italian cafe in florence owned by an adorable old woman that reminded her of her own grandmother, and noah made italy her home for many weeks, only returning home due to missing her parents and a dwindling bank account

↘︎ 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 !

vancouver became her home shortly after her 22nd birthday, a handful of months after she returned from europe. after experiencing the foreign continent’s beauty, keremeos felt small and stifling to her. the small town held no feeling of intrigue or adventure anymore so she made the big move to vancouver in the hopes of finding something more

the big city held a sort of vibrance for her, having visited a handful of times with her mother for big shopping trips and weekend getaways, and somehow the small town girl melted into the big city easily

she moved into moreau apartments upon finding a listing in the newspaper and honestly has never been happier

due to her absolute inability to sit still and be bored, noah works 3 jobs in vancouver : waitress, dog walker, and pole dance instructor

waitress : she serves in an adorable, cozy local restaurant down granville street close to the apartment building, mostly working morning or late night shifts

dog walker : to fuel her love for animals, noah’s gained a reputation in the neighbourhood as one of the most reliable dog walkers. you can often catch her with a small herd of hounds at any time of day, handling the tangling leashes like a pro

pole dance instructor : she found a studio shortly after her move to vancouver, wanting a physical and creative outlet for herself. she fell in love with pole dancing after going outside of her comfort zone and mastered the skill quickly, promptly bringing the owner to offer her a part time job instructing a beginner’s class on the weekends

↘︎ 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 !

aesthetics : freshly picked peaches. crisp mountain air. old denim ripped and stained from wild adventures. perfectly painted nails. thriving house plants. the scent of fresh coffee and sweet lotion. journals inked with stories and rhymes. rose gold jewelry. caramel waves blowing in the wind. hazy rooms and endless laughter.

notable traits : passionate, possessive, adventurous, charming, optimistic, honest, naive, self-indulgent, reckless

best described as a freshly blossomed rose, grown in the canadian wilderness and weathered by the elements, with blushing petals beautiful enough to draw you in and thorns sharp enough to protect herself.

willa and antonio raised their daughter to have a strong head on her shoulders. their independence, wild hearts, and honesty passed down to noah easily. she’s certainly her father’s daughter in terms of her curiosity, need for adventure, and determination, but her mother shines through noah’s feminist independence, brutal honesty, and passion for creativity.

in terms of how noah’s young experiences changed her constant state of wonderment as a child, she’s definitely grown tougher and carries herself with an obvious sense of responsibility to protect herself. she likes to believe the walls she’s built to protect herself while exploring a foreign country stand strong and tall, but she often falls prey to charming smiles, trusting words, and careful eyes — it’s something she’s constantly working on, always chastising herself whenever she falls too easily

at first sight, she’s a small girl with a big mouth. her personality purposefully magnified to hide the fact that she’s afraid of getting attached. her sailor’s mouth is a surprise to most, along with her openness with her sexuality and honesty when it comes to just about anything she has a strong opinion on ( feminism, equal rights, lgbtq+ issues, animal cruelty, etC )

but for better or for worse, noah generally prides herself for having hardly a care in the world. many of her days just go with the flow and she’s not worried about her future — the future is today, as she likes to say to convince her friends to join her on one of her many adventures

one of the greatest friends one could ask for because of her strong loyalty, charming smile, generosity, and taste for adventure ( it also helps that, thanks to her green thumb, this one grows the best weed in moreau ajklsh ) she distracts others from developing too much curiosity about her own story by being an incredibly good listener and shoulder to cry on

↘︎ 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪 !

this was a rollar coaster and a half. i know. i’m sorry. akjlshd please love me i rlly tried to not let it get out of hand

tl;dr : small town girl from the mountains, raised by two loving, separate parents, who found her freedom and passion for life in europe before moving to vancouver to keep that spark alive. works 3 jobs to keep herself busy and because she just can’t make her mind on what she wants to do ( waitress, dog walker, pole dancing instructor ) she will fight anyone who crosses her or her friends, much to the surprise of most, and genuinely tries to find the best in everyone. 

first things that come to mind when thinking of noah : peaches, house plants ( wink wink ) , fluffy dogs and purring cats, creamy iced coffee, leather bound journals, and a lust for adventure.

as for connections, i want them aLL but i listed a few right here for y’all to check out. if any of those catch your eye / you’re down to brainstorm, hmu through tumblr ims / discord or like this and i’ll come to you!!!

[monsieur-de-paris]

REALLY LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost ,   don’t  reblog  !  good  luck  !

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BASICS.

FULL NAME: Charles-Henri Sanson de Longval

NICKNAME:  Charles or Charlot (lolol)

AGE: Verse-dependent, between 14 and 54

BIRTHDAY: February 15th

ETHNIC GROUP: White

NATIONALITY: French

LANGUAGE(S): French, a word or two in English and German

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse-dependent, gets married at the age of 27

CLASS: As in social class - 3rd estate (commoner)

HOMETOWN / AREA: Paris

CURRENT HOME: Paris 

PROFESSION: Executioner & doctor

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Black, very long, straight or later wavy, thick, silky

EYES: Doe-eyed, gray/black of colour

NOSE: Straight, long, narrow

FACE: Diamond-shaped and long, not so defined cheekbones

LIPS: Plump and soft, red

COMPLEXION: Pale

BLEMISHES: None

SCARS: None

TATTOOS: None

HEIGHT: 195 cm ( 6'5'' )

WEIGHT: unknown

BUILD: Tall and skinny, well-trained

FEATURES: Soft enough to be able to dress like a lady and not attract attention

ALLERGIES: None

USUAL HAIRSTYLE: The parting changes over time (it’s either parted on the right side or combed back), but always open

USUAL FACE LOOK: Distressed lmao

USUAL CLOTHING: 18th century clothes

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR(S): People’s cruelty, having to execute the ones he cares for, generally having to kill people, he hates his occupation a lot ;O;

ASPIRATION(S) : To abolish executions, later: to make executions more humane

POSITIVE TRAITS: Kind, polite, open-minded, accepting, loving, caring, a strong sense of responsibility

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Naive, anxious, unassertive, easily led, manipulable

ZODIAC: Aquarius

TEMPERAMENT: Emotionally volatile, cries a lot

SOUL TYPE(S): Helper

ANIMALS: Dogs, horses

VICE  HABIT(S): None (crying?)

FAITH: He is religious, yes

GHOSTS?: I bet he believes in them

AFTERLIFE?: Yes

REINCARNATION?: No

ALIENS?: No

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful Good

ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE: No idea (what is economic preference?)

SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION: He supports His Majesty wholeheartedly

EDUCATION LEVEL: Mostly home-schooled, very good medical skills

FAMILY.

FATHER: Charles-Jean-Baptiste Sanson

MOTHER: Madeleine Sanson

SIBLINGS: (Oh gosh, here we go with the list) Marie-Joseph Sanson, Louis-Charles-Martin Sanson, Nicholas-Charles-Gabriel Sanson, Louis-Cyr-Charlemagne Sanson, Madeleine-Claude-Gabrielle Sanson, there was later a baby too, called Pierre-Shanks Sanson, but I think it vanished (?)

EXTENDED FAMILY: His grandmother Anne-Marthe Sanson, his stepmother Jeanne-Gabrielle Sanson, his wife Marie-Anne Sanson, his two sons Henri Sanson and Gabriel Sanson, his uncle Nicholas-Gabriel Sanson, his cousin AND brother-in-law Jean-Louis Sanson, like 500+ other cousins, I think the Sanson family is rather large (and I need a drink after listing so many)

NAME MEANING(S): Apparently,Charles means “man” and Henri means “home ruler” lmao 

HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: He was actually the royal executioner of France? He is based on a real person 

FAVORITES.

BOOK: The bible prolly, also the memoirs of the first Sanson. He used to be very interested in science and philosophy, but I think his occupation sorta sucked the life, and the hunger for knowledge, out of him 

MOVIE: None

5 SONGS: He enjoys Bach

DEITY: The Christian God

HOLIDAY: Christmas and Easter, like the good boy he is

MONTH: April

SEASON: Spring

PLACE: Anywhere he can be left alone by his grandmother and father (lmao), I think generally among nature

WEATHER: Sunny

SOUND: His violin <3

SCENT(S): Roses

TASTE(S): Wine, fruit, mild tastes

FEEL(S): Satin on the skin, but also pain

ANIMAL(S): I already answered this

NUMBER: 3

COLORS: Black, red, blue

EXTRA.

TALENTS: Riding, very good with a blade, very good medical skills, I guess singing too since he does it a lot 

BAD AT:  Killing, asserting his will

TURN ONS:  Pain (he won’t admit though, but because of the torture he had to undergo, his body got accustomed to pain a lot)

TURN OFFS: Irrationality, cruelty, chaos

HOBBIES: Playing his violin

TROPES:  Fragile Flower xD

AESTHETIC TAGS: Roses, Skulls, Black Hair, Edgy, Goth, Death, BDSM, Emo Quotes, Sad, Depressing, Velvet, Thorns, Blood

GPOY  QUOTES: I can’t think of any rn

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC(S): None, unfortunately

ALT FC(S): None

OLDER FC(S): None

YOUNGER  FC(S): None

VOICE CLAIM(S): None

GENDERBENT FC(S): None

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1: if you could write your character your way in their own movie, what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?: I wouldn’t. I can’t picture Innocent as a movie, I can’t even picture it as an anime, because its beauty and style would just get lost, I feel.

Q2: what would their soundtrack / score sound like?: Something sad and gloomy

Q3: why did you start writing this character?: Well, I really love him ;_; I loved him from the moment I picked Innocent, but his development was nothing I expected - it actually made sense, unlike with many other characters, whose developments only make sense in a fictional, trope-driven setting. But Charles-Henri “matured” in a way a real person would, and even his character traits, which I would possibly hate on every other character aside from him, like his kindness and his gullibility, were somehow lovable to me, because they felt real and genuine, and not like the traits you give a character only to make them likeable. And then a good friend of mine picked him as a muse, we wrote together for sometime, and he just stole my heart completely.

Q4: what first attracted you to this character?: His hair. Also his face, I had seen pictures of him before and I always thought his face looked very unique, because I’ve never seen anyone with a similar drawing style.

Q5: describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse: I dislike, that he changed so much, even if it made sense. I just miss the old Charles a lot ;_;

Q6: what do you have in common with your muse?: I think I have a lot in common with him...except for his kindness and his patience with people. I do share many of his negative traits  though, I also act on impulse a lot.

Q7: how does your muse feel about you?: He is angry, because I contribute to his torment lolol

Q8: what characters does your muse have interesting interactions with?: All his interactions are interesting, those which aren’t usually get dropped :o

Q9: what gives you inspiration to write your muse?:  Books. Oh, and my love for him and for writing in general, I don’t think I could just stop writing. And also, he is very easy for interactions. He is very timid and not the most extroverted person in the world, but he would give everyone a chance, so having him meet other characters and actually show interest in them isn’t difficult (*cough* unlike Griffith *cough*)

Q10: how long did this take you to complete?: Tbh, I think ca. 2-3 hours.

[tattooyeol]

mutual tag 💖

I was tagged by @exosalt thank u girl, I really appreciate it <3 

1. Nickname: Many, but in English its Josie 

2. Zodiac: Scorpio 

3. Height: 158 cm 

4. Age: 22

5. Time: 20:03

6. Fave bands: EXO, Muse, House of Heroes 

7. Song stuck in my head: Where you are (from Moana lmao)

8.  Last movie I saw: I think... it was The Greatest Showman???? 

9. Last thing I googled: a phone number to this camp im going to

10. Other blogs: @angry-nightwing its just a bunch of fandom stuff like marvel, dc, assassins creed, lord of the rings etc. 

11. Do I get asks: sometimes! 

12. Why I chose my username: bc tattos+pcy is the most iconic duo 

13. Following: 196

14. Average amount of sleep: like 8 hours or so

15. Lucky number: 9

16. What am I wearing right now: skirt and top 

17. Dream job: I have no clue, but maybe at a museum. Or a professional singer, but thats not exactly easy to achieve 

18. Dream trip: Peru, Vietnam, China, South Korea, California

19. Fave food: RN its probably Vietnamese fresh spring rolls 

20. Play an instrument: I play a bit of piano and then I sing 

21. Fave song: In your atmosphere by John Mayer 

22. Play any sports: dlgbgk no 

23. Hair colour: ash blonde 

24. Eye colour: grey-blue

25. Most iconic song: Monster by Exo, In your atmosphere by John Mayer

26. Language(s): danish, English, German, Ancient Greek, latin... 

27. Random fact(s): I have my first paid jazz concert tomorrow... so from tomorrow on I’ll be a ‘professional’ singer, aka I’ll be someone that gets paid to perform. Its kinda wild! 

28. Describe yourself in aesthetics: Rain on a window, the sky after a storm with heavy clouds and the sun peaking through, an autumn tree being shook by the wind, that one crooked petal on an otherwise perfect rose with sharp thorns, bathwater that used to be warm but is quickly turning lukewarm, coffee thats just a bit too strong, a single candle with a flickering flame lighting up a dark room, a clear voice echoing through the mountains, stacks of dusty books, nails with dirt under them, scraped knees and bruised knuckles, tan fingers playing on a piano 

[allthecoolboysaredead]

Leopold “Butters” Patrick Stotch Bio + Tags + Headcanons

Name: Leopold Patrick Stotch Nicknames: Butters Age: 21; Can Change Birthday: September 11th Sign: Virgo Gender: Intersex, Partial Androgen Sensitivity Syndrome Pronouns: He/Him Sexuality: Homosexual Biromantic Monogamous; Moderately Sexual Hair: Naturally Blond Eyes: Right Eye Cerulean, Left Eye Powder Blue Skin: Lightly Tanned Height: 5′1″ Weight: 136 lbs Faceclaim: Ross Lynch Piercings: Both Nipples, Gauges in both ears Tattoos: None Scars: Over his left eye, his stomach, and around his chest

Alignment: Chaotic Good Religion: Raised Roman Catholic, Questioning Allegiance: Stan’s Gang, Chaos, Professor Disarray, The Melvins

Family: Stephen Stotch (Father; Alive), Linda Stotch (Mother; Alive), Nellie Stotch (Aunt; Alive), Budd Stotch (Uncle; Alive), Grandma Stotch (Grandma; Deceased)

Pets: Hammy the Teddy Bear Hamster

Personality: Gullible, Easily Influenced, Positive, Optimistic, Loving, Scapegoat, Sweet, Temperamental, Attention Starved, Overly Affectionate, Flip-Flopper, Terrified of his father, Struggles with guilt, Naive, Exaggerates, Mock Innocent

Likes: Candy, Friendship, Hamsters, Rodents, The Wind, Kites, Eating People, Hello Kitty, Cute Clothes, Crafts, Singing, Writing, Making Believe, Dancing

Dislikes: Negativity, Misunderstandings, His Parents, Horror Movies, FPS Games, Most Leafy Greens, Driving, Smoking, Being Bullied, His Scars, Bitter Things

Can Do: Drive, Advanced Math, Cartography, Remember Small Details, Cook, Butcher People, Hide His Killings

Can’t Do: Write Poetry, Go Out Most Of The Time, Drink Alcohol, Eat Spicy Foods, Stomach Regular Meat, Draw Well

Mental Health Diagnosis:

Generalized Anxiety Disorder: Butters is terrified of most things, of getting things wrong, and he constantly fears that everything is his fault, one way or another.

Paranoia: Everything makes him fearful and worried, and he obviously is scared of doing anything at all that could make him get into trouble.

Physical Health Diagnosis:

Autocannibalism: Butters will chew his lips/the inside of his cheeks/his fingers and nails and swallow it. He does this mostly when he is nervous or bored.

Chronic Cystitis: Considering his father often doesn’t even let him leave his bedroom to pee when he is grounded, he often gets bladder infections from holding it too much. He has found ways to use things as a bathroom, of course, but it doesn’t stop him from having frequent bladder infections.

Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome: Born with a severe case, Butters was almost found to be female from the initial view of his genitals. However, later it was discovered that he had the internal workings of a male, which prompted doctors to have his family work with him to get treatment. However, his parents neglected it, and his body began to manage itself on its own, leaving him somewhat androgynous, leaning towards female in appearance.

Fears: His Father, Being Grounded, Getting Caught, Being Eaten Alive

Positive Traits: Gentle, Loving, Willing To Help, Selfless

Negative Traits: Gullible, Can be hateful, Cannibal, Deceptive, Manipulative

Quirks: Plays innocent to get his way; Talks to animals more than people; Loves rodents; Almost always wears yoga pants

Tends To: Knock his knuckles together when nervous; Not make eye contact; Drink lots of juice; Jump at the slightest of sounds

History: Butters was born with the short end of the stick in many cases. His neglectful parents, his genetic disorder, among other things, separated him from the rest of society. His naivete and desire to be liked by anyone often influenced him to do stupid things, or believe the wrong people.

After becoming Marjorine and returning home ‘from the dead’, his parents kept him in the basement for two months, feeding him people. His desperation eventually turned him to feeding from them, and eventually he decided he liked it. He kept his cannibalism a secret for an awful long time, but he eventually couldn’t hide it. He was very good at butchering people in order to feed, hiding the transients he took in the basement. His parents never knew, and he was careful to keep his hunger a secret from them. His father became suspicious when he began sneaking out, and he often found himself grounded through middle and high school. It hurt his self esteem and his need to escape for a long time, until he finally couldn’t take it anymore.

Nobody is totally sure what happened to his father, but his disappearance sparked a sudden, very terrible investigation. Butters was never implicated, so used to acting innocent that it was like a second skin to him.

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Tags List - Personal

I’d Rather Be A Crying Pussy (Butters) I’m Going To Get Grounded Anyway I Might As Well! (Butters’ IC Posts) Hello Kitty Underwear (Butters’ Closet) Gotta Collect It All! (Butters’ Stuff) All I Ever Wanted Was The World (Butters’ Desires) Tin Foil Hats (Butters’ Aesthetic) No Minions Kill Them (Hammy Tag) If Only Sheep Could Put Me To Sleep (Butters’ Music) Here Comes A Thought (Butters Musings) Sunshine And Gummy Bears (Butters Headcanons)

Tags List - With X - Canon

I Can’t Believe She’s A Vampire (Butters And Annie Barlett) Beauty Can Be A Beast (Butters And Bebe Stevens) Ladies Don’t Start Fights But They Can Finish Them (Butters And Bloodrayne) You’re Perfectly Normal The Way You Are (Butters And Bradley) Mintberry Crunch! (Butters And Bradley Biggle) I Fucking Hate Guard Dogs! (Butters And Christophe “The Mole” DeLorne) Taco King (Butters And Clyde Donovan) If Things Would Be Boring I’d Be Soooo Happy (Butters And Craig Tucker) Weekend Satanists (Butters And Damien Thorn) A Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing Is More Than A Warning (Butters And Eric Cartman) Go Straight To Heck (Butters And Gary Harrison) Too Smart To Tie His Own Shoes (Butters And Gregory) She’s The Walmart Version Of You (Butters And Heidi Turner) Big Girl You Are Beautiful (Butters And Henriette Biggle) Genius In Canadian Clothing (Butters And Ike Broflovski) The Bard (Butters And Jimmy Valmer) A Rose Blooming From Mud (Butters And Karen McCormick) I Will Buy You A New Life (Butters And Kenny McCormick) Sticks And Stones (Butters And Kevin McCormick) The Mom Friend (Butters And Kyle Broflovski) Sweet As Sugar (Butters And Larry) Ads Are People Too! (Butters And Leslie Meyers) Gimme Gimme Bloodshed (Butters And Michael) I Want To Be Like You (Butters And Mike Makowski) A Loveable Giant (Butters And Mimsy) I Wear My Sunglasses At Night (Butters And Nathan) For A Makeover Call (Butters And Nichole Daniels) Too Pretty To Be Evil (Butters And Pete) Every Rose Has It’s Thorns (Butters And Red Tucker) You Can’t Sit With Us (Butters And Ryan Ellis) Oddballs (Butters And Scott Tenorman) It Was A Past Life (Butters And Stan Marsh) Left Stains On My Sheets And Stains On My Soul (Butters And Stuart McCormick) Livin’ A Lie (Butters And Timmy Burch) He Plays Bass (Butters And Token Black) I Don’t Want To Die! (Butters And Trent Boyett) We Blonds Must Stick Together (Butters And Tweek Tweak) Smart And Strong (Butters And Wendy Testaburger)

Tags List - With X - OC

None At This Time

Tags List - With X - Crossover

The Meek Will Get What’s Coming To Them (With Eddie Kaspbrak) A Little Crazy Is OK As Long As Nobody Says Any Dirty Words (With Jerome Valeska)

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Verses - In-World

A Liquid Dream (Elementary Verse)

Butters started off as a sweet, gullible child. He did things to help, and often fell victim to Eric Cartman’s pranks. He became aggressive, after some time, and eventually blew up the gymnasium and even went on an anti-woman rampage. He eventually petered out back into his old persona, sweet and innocent, but with a temper unmatched by most.

Kids With Guns (Middle School Verse)

Starting off middle school quiet and reserved, Butters’ groundings were becoming even longer, even harder. He had a bad habit of biting his nails, and would chew on his fingers until they bled. Most of the time, he didn’t talk to other students, afraid his father would find out and give him a worse punishment. He excelled in social studies and math, though he had to repeat his English course once. *Note: Beyond this is triggery, and also combined with my Tweek. It will be ignored if rping with another Tweek.* When he was 11, Tweek invited him to his house for a sleepover. Tweek’s dad touched both of them and made him kiss the other. They don’t talk about it, but they are very close friends, now.

I Wish I Could Have Been A Teen Idle (High School Verse)

Every day seemed to bring another grounding. His parents thought it would keep him away from parties, and that was their main goal. For some reason, they only entrusted him to Eric Cartman and Kenny McCormick, otherwise, he was confined to his room. He began tutoring in math and social studies in order to get out of the house more, and his father barely let him do that. Occasionally he would sneak out in order to spend time with his friends, coming out of his shell once more when he was with them.

Studious (College Verse)

Having finally escaped his family to go to a medical college in Denver, Butters felt freedom for the first time. Which meant that he overdid it a lot, and was back to his innocent ways. A lot of the time, people could convince him to do whatever they wanted.

Had To Catch A Ride With A Man Who’s Deranged (Runaway Verse)

Butters ran away from home at fifteen, needing to escape the constant abuse. He ended up in a boys’ home in San Francisco, a runaway without a home or a name, and grew into himself as time went on. When he returned to South Park, he was very different.

He’s Going To Strip For Attention (Stripper!Butters Verse)

Denied attention from his parents, and often grounded, Butters found freedom in being an adult. He rented a small apartment downtown, shitty as it was, and began work at the Peppermint Hippo. He worked drag nights as well as regular, and went by the name Marjorine.

No Ray Of Sunlight’s Ever Lost (Teacher Verse)

Butters went on to become a teacher fresh out of college, devoting himself to his Kindergarten class. He often spends more time and money working on things for his kids than he needs to, but he loves them all like they were his own. 

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AU Verses

Sweet As Sin (ABO AU)

Born a male Omega, Butters was shunned by his parents and left to walk the streets of South Park. He joined a Rut Helpline and helps talk Alphas through their ruts.

Blood For Blood (Deadman Wonderland AU)

Butters’ Branch Of Sin burns through his veins when he uses it. He calls it the Claws Of The Peregrine, and can use it to have almost claw-like blades on any part of his body. He was brought to Deadman Wonderland for killing his parents in a fit of desperation.

Nobody Would Suspect That Behind This Sweet Face I Want To Destroy You All (Demon!Butters AU)

A demon of envy, Butters takes pride in messing with people and leading them to believe that he is innocent and sweet. He takes lives when he wants, but most often is found toying in people’s affairs.

Feast not on the flesh; consume only the blood. This is our strength. (Fallout AU)

Butters turned to the Family when he accidentally killed and ate his parents in a violent attack in Rivet City. He left to escape being killed, and finally found his place in the world. He looks up to Vance like a father figure.

What To Do When You Are Dead (Ghost!Butters AU)

Dying in his room was the first thing that he remembered. He didn’t feel like he belonged there, but always returned when he was tired. His room was turned into an office and his mother became an alcoholic. His father blamed himself. They saw his ghost often but nobody believed them.

Mermaid Melody (Mer!Butters AU)

Butters is a lionfish with albinism, and is blind on land. He cannot see when he comes on land to sing and draw people to him to feed. He enjoys taking down ships and sending them along as ghosts of their former selves.

All Will Fall To Me! (Fractured But Whole AU)

Professor Chaos wanted desperately to take over the city. He needed to be in control, he needed to be loved or feared or hated, any kind of attention was good attention.

The Ungroundable (North Park AU)

Butters is hateful and cruel to others, though he is passive and soft to some people. His parents hate him but fear him at the same time.

I Got Your Back (Stick Of Truth AU)

Butters was a human Paladin, charged with protecting Princess Kenny or Dovahkiin. He loves his job and his friends, even if he grew weary of Eric’s deeds and Clyde’s transformation.

Say Goodbye To The Sun (Vampire!Butters AU)

Bitten by a vampire during a school trip to New Orleans, Butters was never the same again. Learning to be a vampire on his own proved to be difficult, so he sought out the South Park Vampire Society to try and help him learn.

Cannibals! (Wendigo!Butters AU)

It was painful when he was dropped down an old mine shaft and left for dead. It nearly killed him, but he found himself capable of eating Dougie, since he had died when they fell. It turned him into a Wendigo, and he prowls the mountains for food, now, constantly ravenous.

It’s Too Late To Switch Back (Werewolf!Butters AU)

Butters was bitten by a rabid dog one night, walking home from the library. He hid the wound from his parents, and eventually found that he was a werewolf. It was odd and scary at first, but he took it as a new freedom.

Invisible To The World (X-Men AU)

Butters was born with the ability to become invisible and to move through solid objects. It made his groundings easier to escape, and eventually led to him running away from home to an academy for mutants. His parents had always hated him for his powers, and he found camaraderie and kindness there.

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Shipping

None At This Time

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Open Starters

None At This Time

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Headcanon Posts

* ( positive personality   traits!

Physical Traits Of Your Muse

Detailed Profile Tag

Bold Your Muse’s Aesthetic (Spooky Edition)

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Faceclaim - Ross Lynch

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Art By Me

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Pets

Hammy is a Syrian Short Haired Teddy Bear hamster. He is Butters’ best friend, and he pampers him as much as he can.

[invccateur]

NAME: Kris

NICKNAME: Corset, Tonberry, Moon Presence, Lovecraftian horror, Billy AGE: 28 FACECLAIM: Moon Presence from Bloodborne ( or Cycel in her fishing gear ) PRONOUNS: ??/?? HEIGHT: 5′6″ BIRTHDAY: Nov. 24 AESTHETIC:  Witchy music at all hours of the day/night, Yoko Taro horror show, black oversized hoodies with large hoods, warn rainbow chucks, chewed pen caps, receipt paper stuffed in pockets, the smell of old books, pencil smudges along right hand, sleepless nights, too many thoughts, long car rides at 3 am., half filled notebooks with scribbles and half finished paragraphs, cats.

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: SEVDALIZA - HUMAN

FAVORITE MUSE(S) YOU’VE WRITTEN: Rydia of Mist (FFIV), One/Brother (Drakengard 3), One (Drakengard), Claire Redfield (RE), and Heather Mason (SH).

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO TAKE ON YOUR CURRENT MUSE ( THAT YOU ARE POSTING THIS ON ): Funny story, Cycel was originally Cecilia Harvey, a what if Ceodore was born a girl. I wish I was joking. She was a re-imagining and genderbent version of Cecil and Rosa’s kid in FFIV: TAY. But she was also a re-imaging of some of my older OCs. A splicing of all my favorite traits from these... embarrassing characters. She’s been a Knight, a Dragoon, a Time Sorceress, Black Mage, and Dark Knight in all of these incarnations. I can hear the inevitable sighs, the “of course”, coming from some of yall, but that was, and still is my creative process. It’s how I develop my OCs. Some just pop up into existence for a short time and eventually fade away, but not CeCe. She stuck around like a thorn in my side.

Funnily enough, when Black Desert Online had their character creator up for a free trial, CeCe came back with a vengeance. Her initial incarnation in the game was supposed to be a Sorceress - it was what I had made her with during that free trial. But when I finally bought the game, Dark Knight had just been released on the NA front, and I watched the trailers for class reveal and then Awakening and I knew, I knew I had to make her as a DK. It was just too fitting. The rose and Lunar theme, the color pallet. And it wasn’t too long after that that I decided I wanted to rp her with the world instead of just Glyph.

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE ASPECTS OF YOUR CURRENT MUSE: Stoic Elf Just Wants The Black Spirit to Piss Off. Honestly, I love, love how stoic Cycel tries to be. How empty, yet absolutely devoted to the causes given to her she can be. She is difficult to write at times, because of this. But I do enjoy the challenge. How do I write someone who desperately wants to keep everything tightly sealed in a box, yet feels so strongly.

WHAT’S YOUR BIGGEST INSPIRATION WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING:  There are so many authors I am absolutely in love with. Francesca Lia Block’s lyrical writing. Anaïs Nin’s intimate, sensual, and raw writing. Tanith Lee’s everything - she is my biggest literary crush. I also have a fondness for H.P. Lovecraft. If I didn’t, I probably wouldn’t write as freely as I do. In a sense, I can ramble for ages because if that jerk could, so can I. Music is also a huge inspiration for me. I have to have some form of audio stimulation in order to put word to paper. It stimulates my imagination, helps me visualize what I’m writing. If I can see it, like a play, a movie, than, I think, so can my partners.

FAVORITE TYPES OF THREADS:  I rarely plan anything, so I love those threads which just flow so freely. Which can simply flow like a river, occasionally knocking into a rock or two along the way. Threads which can really pull at my emotions are my favorite, no matter the emotion.

BIGGEST STRUGGLE IN REGARDS TO YOUR CURRENT MUSE:  Finding my footing, really. OCs are treated... well, unkindly from time to time. So perhaps I need to be bolder than I am. I need to really push CeCe out there. Establish her beyond those I’m comfortable with.

tagged by:  @infiniitas tagging: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[jediserenity82]

Muse Aesthetic

I was tagged by amazing @couslands-littlespitfire to do the Muse Aesthetic. Thank you for tagging me in this and I’m so sorry it took so long to do!

Bold any which apply to your muse. Italicize what they like.

Since I have too many OC’s, I’m only going to do this for my only male OC, cause I’ve done nothing for him even though I adore his stupid face.

Ethan Trevelyan

Fire, ice, water, air, earth, claws, fangs, wings, scales, gold, diamonds, grass, leaves, trees, roses, metal, iron, rust, rain, hail, snow, lava, fog, sky, clouds, storms, swamp, flowers, silk, leather, cotton, ribbons, bells, sun, moon, stars, blood, dirt, mud, porcelain, silver, steel, sugar, salt, fragrance, lilac, lily, glass, wood, paper, wool, fur, smoke, ash, ocean, sail, bruise, scar, wind, spices, light, dark, dawn, dusk, shadow, paint, charcoal, kettle, wine, hard liquor, sweat, dust, bare feet, canine, feline, coffee, tea, books, scratches, burns, split lip, split knuckles, petals, thorns, hay, glitter, heat, cold, steam, frost, candle, coin, sword, dagger, spear, fists, axe, staff, arrow, trident, hammer, shield, spikes, sand, rocks, roots, feathers, crystals, pearls, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, amethysts, herbs, shells, waves, lightning, thunder, sunlight, moonlight, clay, stone, brick, lions, bears, wolves, tigers, coeurls, jaguars, horses, dragons, eagle, falcon, bluebird, raven, fruit, honey, meat, poison, medicine, bones, ink, dance, prayer, tower, key, lock, spring, summer, autumn, winter.

[tvmmy-kisses]

YOUR MUSE AESTHETIC

BOLD any which apply to your muse & feel free to add to the list! **remember to REPOST, DON’T REBLOG.

Tagged by: @mothernatureknows

Tagging: @dontfrynomore @lovclikewar @sailor-slothy @slightlywrites @vee1x1s @daringsunflowers 

( i got too many muses but one of my faves is Sunny so imma go with him ok? ok )

COLORS //   brown.  orange.  yellow. green. blue.  purple.  pink.  black.  white.  teal. burnt  orange.  silver.  gold.  grey.  lilac.  metallic.  matte. royal  blue.  strawberry  red. charcoal  grey. forest  green.  apple  red.  navy  blue.  crimson. cream.  blood  red.  mint  green. ivory. seafoam. 

ELEMENTS //   fire. ice.  water.  air.  earth.  rain.  snow. wind. moon.  stars.  sun. heat.  cold. steam.  frost.  lightning.  sunlight.  moonlight.  dawn.  dusk.  twilight. midnight.  sunrise.  sunset.  dewdrops.  storm. 

BODY //   claws.  long  fingers.  fangs.  teeth.  wings. knee slap lmao  tails.  lips.  bare  feet.  freckles. bruises. canine. scars.  scratches.  wounds. burns.  spikes.  feathers.  webs. eyes. hands. blood. sweat. tears. ugly laugh feline.  chubby.  curvy.  thin.  lean.  short. tall.  normal height. muscular.  piercing.  tattoos.

WEAPONS //   fists. feet.  sword.  dagger.  spear.  arrow.  hammer.  shield. poison.  guns. axes.  throwing  axes.  whips.  knives.  throwing  knives.  pepper  sprays. tasers. machine  guns.  slingshots.  katanas.  maces.  staffs. wands.  powers.  magical  items.  magic.  rocks.  mud  balls.  legs. scythe.

MATERIALS //   gold.  silver.  platinum.  titanium.  diamonds.  pearls.  rubies.  sapphires. emeralds.  amethyst. metal.  iron.  rust.  steel.  glass.  wood.  porcelain.  paper.  wool.  fur.  lace. leather.  silk.  velvet.  denim.  linen.  cotton.  charcoal.  clay.  stone.  asphalt.  brick.  marble. dust. glitter.  blood.  dirt.  mud.  smoke.  ash.  shadow.  carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

NATURE //   grass.  leaves. trees.  bark.  roses.  daisies.  tulips.  lavender.  petals.  thorns. seeds.  hay.  sand.  rocks.  roots.  flowers.  ocean.  river.  meadow. forest.  desert.  tundra. savanna.  rainforest.  caves.  underwater.  coral  reef.  beach.  waves.  space. clouds. mountains.  cliffs. stars. 

ANIMALS //   lions.  wolves.  eagles. OWLS.  falcons.  hawks. foxes.  swans.  snakes. turtles.  ducks.  bugs.  spiders. birds.  whales.  dolphins.  fish.  sharks.  horses. cats.  dogs.  bunnies.  praying  mantises.  crows.  ravens.  mice.  lizards.  werewolves.  unicorns.  pegasus.  dragons.  rats.

FOOD //    sugar.  salt.  candy.  bubblegum.  wine.  champagne. hard  liquor.  beer. coffee. tea.  spices.  herbs.  apple.  orange.  lemon.  cherry.  strawberry.  watermelon. vegetables. fruits.  meat.  fish.   pies.  desserts.  chocolate.  cream.  caramel.  berries.  nuts.  cinnamon. burgers.  burritos.  pizza.  ambrosia.  bread. 

HOBBIES //   music. art.  watercolors.  gardening.  reading.  smithing.  sculpting.  painting.  sketching.  fighting.  writing.  composing.  cooking.  sewing.  training.  dancing. acting.  singing.  martial arts.  self-defense. electronics.  technology.  cameras.  video  cameras.  video  games.  computer.  phone.  movies.  theater.  libraries.  magazines.  CDs. records.  vinyls.  cassettes.  piano.  violin.  guitar.  electronic  guitar.  bass  guitar.  harmonica.  harp.  woodwinds.  brass.  bells.  playing  cards.  poker  chips.  chess.  dice. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running.

STYLE //   lingerie.  armor. cape.  dress.  tunic.  vest.  shirt.  boots.  heels. leggings. trousers.  jeans.  skirt.  jewelry.  earrings.  shoulder  holsters.  necklace.  bracelet.  ring. pendant. hat.  crown. circlet.  helmet.  scarf.  brocade.  cloaks.  corsets.  doublet. chest  plate. leather  jacket.  gorget.  bracers.  belt.  sash.  coat. jacket.  hood. gloves. socks.  masks.  cowls.  braces. watches. glasses.  sunglasses. visor.  eye contacts.  makeup. tactical  gear.

MISC //    balloons.  bubbles.  cityscape.  light.  dark.  candles.  war.  peace.  money. power. powerless.  percussion. clocks.  photos.  mirrors.  pets.  kisses.  diary.  fairy.  lights. madness.  sanity.  sadness. ANGER. happiness. optimism.  pessimism.  realism.  loneliness. family. friends.  assistants.  co-workers. enemies.  loyalty.  smoking.  drugs.  kindness.  love.  hugs. sex.