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teruthecreator · 2 years

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im rlly bored and DESPERATELY want to get high rn so here’s some random dr thoughts related to it:

kris smokes weed pretty regularly (asriel used to get it from burgerpants, and then when he moved to college he moved in w a friend--coughcoughCHARAcoughcough--who grows and sells. so whenever he goes home he makes sure to leave kris a few pre-rolls in case they need them). it helps them be more social and makes them feel a little more in control of their body (even when their soul isnt being manipulated im sure the effects put them in a weird dissociative state related to their body--the weed helps). they usually have to wait until toriel’s asleep to do it bc they would get LITERALLY ROASTED if she knew about it (years down the line they’ll get a prescription but for rn they just have to shove blankets into the crack in the door and smoke directly out the window). also definitely the type to roll up before school and show up super baked; surprisingly enough, those are the days they stay awake during class.

noelle, despite her appearances, has smoked before (with kris). she isn’t a big fan of the taste and the process of inhaling makes her anxious about lung problems (esp w her dad in the hospital), but sometimes when she’s super overwhelmed she will partake. also i think rudy has a prescription for medical marijuana only bc the mental image of opening the hospital door to see him toking the fuck up is absolutely Hilarious. but it’s pretty typical for severely ill patients!!! anyways that’s how she gets it when kris runs out; rudy will make jokes that he’s “turned to a life of crime” before handing it over and noelle will always laugh. carol holiday has NO idea her daughter smokes btw she’d lose her mind if she did.

susie acts like she’s smoked before but she’s only stolen cigs from her dad when he’s out of the house. she only smokes weed when she becomes friends w kris and they invite her over. she is super nervous abt weed at first (she tries to brush it off like she isn’t but she knows how she looks--if an authority figure caught her walking home smelling loud as fuck she’d get thrown right in juvy) but kris is eventually able to convince her to try it. she ends up liking how it makes her feel; she gets really calm and super focused, which is how she ends up picking up half of her grades from F’s to C-’s. she also gets even more ravenous when high so the two always have to make a midnight run to sans’ for snacks. sans knows what’s up but he ain’t a snitch.

berdly is...well. berdly. d.a.r.e. graduate, the whole nine yards. has never even SNIFFED an alcohol. believes wholeheartedly that peer pressure is REAL so you should NEVER GO NEAR WEED OR OTHER ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES!!!!!!!!! once he realizes all of his friends have tried weed at least Once he gets like. lowkey offended??? esp at noelle. but i think they would tell him in a very intimate, private setting so he actually calms down pretty quickly and gets super curious. obviously since he’s such a “Boy Genius” he’s done his research on both the positive and the negative effects of marijuana on the body and mind, so he asks a lot of questions abt how it’s affected the others. kris actually gets super into it with him??? like they have a really nice, productive conversation and berdly actually gets chill about the whole thing by the end of it. i think it would take a few hang seshes for him to actually try it (bringing back my post of “berdly hits the blunt from the lit end and coughs so hard he throws up” bc i think its real and would happen), and he has fun! makes him very silly and loose but also a lot slower. he trips up on words and loses his thoughts a bunch, but since everyone else is laughing he doesn’t feel embarrassed.

also obviously ralsei is the weed master 420-ing it up in the dark world. the reason he won’t show susie and kris the upstairs is bc it’s a greenery up there for all his weed strains. he is the dark world’s dealer. the dank prince. he only does edibles though.

#deltarune #ignorance cloud on #drugs tw #???? ig #idk its weed not that serious #ALSO BEFORE ANYONE GRILLS MY ASS: 1. i hc the lightner gang around 16-18 so its not like Actual Children smoking weed #2. teenagers literally smoke weed all the time. they live in a small town. what do you honestly expect #as someone who grew up in a small town the only reason it took me till college to smoke for the first time is bc i had no friends #but its a common occurence and Also weed helps a lot of people so i think (if done responsibly) its perfectly fine #but bc theyre teens theyre gonna hide it from their parents. except for rudy hes chill #(rudy and asriel make sure everyones safe and if someones greening out the kids know they can call either one of them)#toriel finds out Eventually and becomes fine with it. it just takes a VERY long conversation that asriel has to be there for #carol holiday that type of mom to be like 'so long as i dont see it i will pretend it doesnt exist'#and susies dad isnt around enough to give a fuck #berdly is basically self-sufficient so his father and step-mother never notice anythings up #anyways can you imagine the kinds of gaming tournaments theyd have blazed??? legendary moments #berdly will get up and start wandering around so someone always has to get his attention to bring him back. otherwise he'll be up all night #susie writes a 4 page paper stoned and goes 'holy shit im nostradamus' before passing out immediately #kris usually has to pick up the pieces of the group before they finally hit the hay (since they have the most experience.#only by like a year tho. maybe less.)#can you tell i miss being high. bc i do. i want my weed ice cream in my fridge.

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ofelvie · 4 years

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joe keery. cis male. he/him. ／ elvie croft just pulled up blasting spooky boy by danny gonzalez — that song is so them ! you know, for a twenty - four year old youtuber, i’ve heard they’re really scatterbrained, but that they make up for it by being so loyal. if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say 80s horror, buckets of halloween candy, and blurry photographs of mysterious figures in the woods. here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble ! ( sam, 23, est, she/her )

hey there demons! *ba dum tss* my name is sam and i’ll be writing elvie, a brilliant harvard law graduate who threw away any shred of credibility he ever had in order to make silly videos on the internet. more info under the cut. feel free to message me if you would like to plot!

i. stats

𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊: elvin tupelo croft

𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘: el, elvie, the ghost guy

𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖜𝖓: salem, massachusetts

𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖇𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍: october 31, 1995

𝖟𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖈: scorpio

𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: demisexual

𝖔𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: lawyer youtuber

𝖕𝖔𝖘. 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖘: loyal, open - minded, exuberant.

𝖓𝖊𝖌. 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖘: scatterbrained, obstreperous, impulsive.

𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞: shawn spencer, psych ; fox mulder, the x files ; stiles stilinski, teen wolf.

ii. history

elvin tupelo “elvie” croft was born in salem, massachusetts ( yes, really ) on halloween day ( yes, really ). an only child, his father is the district attorney for essex county, massachusetts while his mother owns a store in town that sells witchcraft supplies such as crystals, herbs, grimiores, etc. fun fact: she’s the descendant of an accused witch, meaning that elvie is as well.

as it turns out, beneath of the surface of the few tourist attractions that it has to offer, salem has a small town, stuck in the past vibe. it’s the sort of place where everyone knows everyone all their lives because no one ever leaves and no one ever moves in. he grew up in this...eccentric...environment, living in the same house all his life and only ever leaving to visit his grandparents in boston.

he was five years old when he saw his first horror movie ( an apathetic teenage babysitter let him stay up long past his bedtime to watch nightmare on elm street ) and from that moment on he was HOOKED.

when he started school, two things about him became apparent: 1) he was highly intelligent and 2) he struggled greatly with tasks such as sitting still and staying focused. he was tested, and it turns out that he has a through the roof genius level iq and he also has adhd, which he was put on a few different medications for until something finally seemed to work for him.

he could have been one of those child prodigies who finished high school at the age of ten and then college at the age of fourteen, BUT his parents decided that they didn’t want him to miss out on the experience of going through school with people his own age.

as the smartest kid in class with glasses and braces and an insatiable obsession with all things horror and halloween, he…was picked on. mercilessly.

so, he didn’t really have any friends...............................at all.................................but he didn’t mind. he was perfectly content to go right home after school and spend the rest of the day reading comic books or watching horror movies or researching local urban legends and paranormal stories.

he started his youtube channel when he was a teenager and it was…trash honestly. it was basically buzzfeed unsolved if buzzfeed unsolved consisted of one ( 1 ) dorky teenager yelling at the air in the middle of abandoned house at 3am, but it turned out that people found it entertaining. his first few videos were flops, but he would soon start amassing subscribers in the hundreds, then thousands, then hundreds of thousands.

so, when he got to his senior year of high school, he was a shoe - in to be named class valedictorian ( he was ) and he was even getting ivy league offers. at the same time, his youtube channel was starting to gain momentum. his parents mainly his father were really pushing him to attend college and elvie, genius level iq and all…didn’t want to go. he wanted to focus on his youtube channel, but his dad was absolutely not having it.

he attended harvard for both his pre law and law school studies, breezed through classes, graduated with honors at the top of his class and once he passed the bar exam there were countless job offers waiting for him. elvie ignored them all and moved to los angeles so that he could finally focus on his youtube channel.

it’s been almost two years since he moved and he likes it in california!

iii. extras

his name is elvin but basically no one ever calls him that. his own parents don’t even particularly like the name. long story. most people call him elvie and some who are super close to him just call him el.

while he is the “ryan” aka the believer of his youtube series, he’s definitely NOT a scaredy cat like ryan the poor guy. in fact, all his life there’s been this running joke that HE DOESN’T SEEM TO BE SCARED OF ANYTHING, and who knows? maybe he isn’t.

has the most cartoonishly exaggerated boston accent that one could ever hope to hear, except he doesn’t seem to realize it at all.

10/31 blaze it he’s a HUGE stoner.

he’s got jokes. stay vigilant.

he’s OBSESSED with all things horror, halloween, and 80s. he makes a lot of film references that are often so obscure that most people don’t even catch them.

he is legally permitted to practice law in the states of massachusetts and california, so basically: he’s a lawyer! however, this is not at all common knowledge because...

most people don’t know how smart he actually is because he intentionally plays dumb and he’s really good at it. being high all the time and his natural chaotic energy is quite helpful in hiding his intelligence. he just doesn’t like to be seen as smart, so the whole once - brilliant law student thing? not common knowledge whatsoever. he tries not to mention the college he attended by name at all, but if he has to then he lies and says that he went to salem state.

and yes, he has SO MUCH chaotic energy. he’s the kind of person who will stick a fork in his microwave just to see what would happen out of sheer boredom. he has two pet mexican redknee tarantulas that probably aren’t even allowed on campus named freddy and jason who he just…fucking loses track of every other day. his favorite drink is literally black coffee mixed together with a can of monster energy and 5 ( f i v e ) teaspoons of sugar. he is c h a o s. he has absolutely NO IMPULSE CONTROL whatsoever.

he has slight Daddy Issues™. slight. when he was born, his dad was hoping that he would get a star athlete kid who would go on to follow in his footsteps and one day become a successful, respectable lawyer but instead he got…elvie. he’s never outright said that he’s disappointed but he didn’t need to. elvie’s a really difficult person to rattle but every time, without fail, he ends a phone call with his dad and he’s in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

his car is this PIECE OF JUNK giant turquoise van that he painted to look like the mystery machine. her name is laurie strode.

even though he makes constant pop culture references about horror movies and the 80s, but outside of those areas he’s completely clueless about pop culture. like, he can recite the entire scripts of the shining and empire strikes back and ferris bueller’s day off word for word, but if someone tried to talk to him about the new post malone song or the latest marvel movie he would just stare blankly.

he has a HUGE sweet tooth. his favorite food is halloween candy and his favorite candy is black licorice disgusting i know.

he takes adderall for his adhd and he’s usually good about keeping up with it. started keeping them on his person in college because he realized that his meds were getting stolen and it’s a habit he's held onto that doesn’t really keep his shit from getting stolen.

.he’s good at…A LOT of things because he’s a really fast learner. he can play the guitar, he can draw, he did drama in high school. he just has to watch someone do something once and then he can usually immediately do it himself. this skill doesn’t extend to physical activities such as sports, however. he’s terrible at those.

he’s basically a cartoon character

iv. wanted connections

friends

cousin ( their grandparents would probably be from boston but otherwise anything really goes for this )

his weed dealer lmao

smoking buddies

people who don’t like him / find him annoying

has stolen his adderall

maybe someone who knows how smart he really is

exes and flings

( these are just ideas and i’m trash at coming up with these, so please don’t feel limited by what’s listed here. )

#excess:intro #drugs tw #medication tw #that one picture of oscar isaac.jpeg

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elviefm · 4 years

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is that [JOE KEERY]? no, that’s just [ELVIE CROFT]. [HE/HIM] is [TWENTY-FIVE] years old and is a [NIGHT JANITOR AT CURTAIN CALL]. rumor has it they’ve been in town for [ONE MONTH]. on a good day, they’re [JOCUND & PERSPICACIOUS]. but watch out! they can also be [SCATTERBRAINED & OBSTREPEROUS]. [SCRAWNY BY WALLOWS] plays in my head whenever i think of them. can’t wait to see them around Springhill! [sam, 23, est, she/her]

hey there demons! *ba dum tss* i’m sam and this is one of my favorite muses ever so without further ado, character info is under the cut and please message me if you would like to plot!

i. stats

ｆｕｌｌｎａｍｅ：elvin tupelo croft

ｐｒｅｆｅｒｒｅｄｎａｍｅｓ：el, elvie, spooky guy

ｈｏｍｅｔｏｗｎ：salem, massachusetts

ｄａｔｅｏｆｂｉｒｔｈ：october 31st, 1994

ａｇｅ： twenty - five

ｚｏｄｉａｃ：scorpio

ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ：demisexual

ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ：night janitor at curtain call movie theater

ｐｏｓ．ｔｒａｉｔｓ：jocund, perspicacious, loyal, open - minded.

ｎｅｇ．ｔｒａｉｔｓ：scatterbrained, obstreperous, flippant

ii. history

elvin tupelo “elvie” croft was born in salem, massachusetts ( yes, really ) on halloween day ( yes, really ). he's an only child and his father is the district attorney for essex county, massachusetts while his mother owns a small local business that sells witchcraft supplies such as crystals, herbs, grimoires, and more. interesting fact: she’s the descendant of an accused witch, meaning that elvie is as well.

as it turns out, beneath of the surface of the few tourist attractions that it has to offer, salem has a small town, stuck in the past vibe. it’s the sort of place where everyone knows everyone all their lives because no one ever leaves and no one ever moves in. he grew up in this…eccentric…environment, living in the same house all his life and only ever leaving to visit his grandparents in boston.

when he started school, two things about him became apparent: 1) he was highly intelligent and 2) he struggled greatly with tasks such as sitting still and staying focused. he was tested ( a few times, much to his irritation ) and it turns out that he has a genius level iq and adhd.

HOWEVER, as the smartest kid in class with glasses and braces and an insatiable obsession with all things horror and halloween, he…was picked on. mercilessly. he never had many friends, but he was content to go right home after school and spend the rest of the day reading comic books or watching horror movies or researching local urban legends and paranormal stories.

so, when he got to his senior year of high school, he was a shoe - in to be named class valedictorian ( he was ) and he was even getting ivy league offers. of course, his parents mainly his father were really pushing him to attend college and elvie, genius level iq and all…didn’t want to go. he had a van ( a turquoise monstrosity painted to look like the mystery machine ) and he just wanted to drive. alas, his dad was absolutely NOT having it.

he attended harvard for both his pre law and law school studies, breezed through classes, graduated with honors at the top of his class and once he passed the bar exam there were countless job offers waiting for him. elvie ignored them all and finally embarked on that road trip he had been meaning to take.

he’s been on the road for about a year now and he’s traveled all over the country. he often breezes into a town or a city, lives in his van, and takes up some odd jobs to squeeze a few dollars out of before he inevitably gets fired for messing up or not taking the work seriously or getting high on the job. he arrived in springfield a month ago, continuing his pattern or having fun and exploring somewhere he’s never been before.

iii. extras

BIG RYAN BERGARA ENERGY. a huge believer in the paranormal and urban legends, and one of his favorite things to do when he goes somewhere new is check out the local cemeteries and haunted locales. unlike ryan, the poor guy he’s definitely NOT a scaredy cat in fact, all his life there’s been this running joke that he doesn’t seem to be scared of anything, and who knows? maybe he isn’t.

has the most cartoonishly exaggerated boston accent that one could ever hope to hear, except he doesn’t seem to realize it at all.

10/31 blaze it he’s a HUGE stoner.

he’s got jokes. stay vigilant.

he’s OBSESSED with all things horror, halloween, and 80s. he makes a lot of film references that are often so obscure that most people don’t even catch them.

he’s a lawyer! at least in the state of massachusetts. however, this is not at all common knowledge because…

most people don’t know how smart he actually is as he intentionally plays dumb and he’s really good at it. being high all the time and his natural chaotic energy is quite helpful in hiding his intelligence. he just doesn’t like to be seen as smart, so the whole once - brilliant law student thing? not common knowledge whatsoever. he tries not to mention the college he attended by name at all, but if he has to then he lies and says that he went to salem state.

and yes, he has SO MUCH chaotic energy. he’s the kind of person who will stick a fork in his microwave just to see what would happen out of sheer boredom. he has two pet mexican redknee tarantulas named freddy and jason who he just…fucking loses track of every other day. his favorite drink is literally black coffee mixed together with a can of monster energy and 5 ( f i v e ) teaspoons of sugar. he is c h a o s. he has absolutely NO IMPULSE CONTROL whatsoever.

his car is this PIECE OF JUNK giant turquoise van that he painted to look like the mystery machine. her name is laurie strode.

even though he makes constant pop culture references about horror movies and the 80s, but outside of those areas he’s completely clueless about pop culture. like, he can recite the entire scripts of the shining and empire strikes back and ferris bueller’s day off word for word, but if someone tried to talk to him about the new beyonce song or the latest marvel movie he would just stare blankly.

he has a HUGE sweet tooth. his favorite food is halloween candy and his favorite candy is black licorice disgusting i know.

he takes adderall for his adhd and he’s usually good about keeping up with it. started keeping them on his person in college because he realized that his meds were getting stolen and it’s a habit he’s held onto that doesn’t really keep his shit from getting stolen.

he’s good at…A LOT of things because he’s a really fast learner. he can play the guitar, he can draw, he did drama in high school. he just has to watch someone do something once and then he can usually immediately do it himself. this skill doesn’t extend to physical activities such as sports, however. he’s terrible at those.

he’s basically a cartoon character

iv. wanted connections

best friend from salem who travels with him *will probably submit as a wc

friends

cousin ( their grandparents would probably be from boston but otherwise anything really goes for this )

his weed dealer

smoking buddies

people who don’t like him / find him annoying

i know there are a lot of business owners so : people he worked for who have since fired him for being an all around awful employee.

has stolen his adderall

maybe someone who knows how smart he really is

romantic connections!

( these are just ideas and i’m trash at coming up with these, so please don’t feel limited by what’s listed here. )

#springhillintro #bullying tw #drugs tw #medication tw #tl;dr what if shaggy from scooby doo was a real person

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eliscroft · 4 years

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[ joe keery, cis male, he/him ] have you seen ( ELI CROFT ) hanging around? the ( TWENTY-FIVE ) year old often hangs around ( THE WITCH'S HOUSE ) when they’re not being a ( LATE NIGHT RADIO SHOW HOST ). i’ve been told they’re ( LOYAL ) but ( SCATTERBRAINED ) and when i look at them, i see ( 80S HORROR, BUCKETS OF HALLOWEEN CANDY, BLURRY PHOTOGRAPHS OF MYSTERIOUS FIGURES IN THE WOODS ). wellcliff wouldn’t be the same without ‘em! [ sam, 23, she/her, est ]

hey there demons! *ba dum tss* i’m sam and i also write cal ( @calsmorgan ). much like my sweetheart jock, this spooky nerd is one of my favorite muses ever, and i hope you love him as much as i do! please feel free to message me if you would like to plot!

TWS: medication, bullying, drug mention

STATS

FULL NAME: elvin tupelo croft

NICKNAMES: el, eli, et, spooky guy

GENDER + PRONOUNS: cis male + he / him

DOB + AGE: october 31st, 1994 + twenty - five

ZODIAC: scorpio

HOMETOWN: salem, massachusetts

OCCUPATION: host of the graveyard shift, a radio program airing every weeknight in wellcliff from 12am to 5am.

FUN FACTS: fluent in icelandic, has two mexican redknee tarantulas named freddy and jason, and has a HUGE sweet tooth.

HISTORY

elvin tupelo “eli” croft was born in salem, massachusetts ( yes, really ) on halloween day ( yes, really ). he's an only child and his father is the district attorney for essex county, massachusetts while his mother owns a small local business that sells witchcraft supplies such as crystals, herbs, grimoires, and more. interesting fact: she’s the descendant of an accused witch, meaning that eli is as well.

as it turns out, beneath the surface of the few tourist attractions that it has to offer, salem has a small town, stuck in the past vibe. it’s the sort of place where everyone knows everyone all their lives because no one ever leaves and no one ever moves in. he grew up in this atypical environment, living in the same house all his life and only ever leaving to visit his grandparents in boston.

when he started school, two things about him became apparent : 1) he was highly intelligent and 2) he struggled greatly with tasks such as sitting still and staying focused. he was tested ( a few times, much to his irritation ) and it was discovered that he has a genius level iq and adhd.

he could have been one of those child prodigies who finished high school and college by the age of sixteen, BUT his parents decided that they didn’t want him to miss out on the experience of being in school with peers his own age.

HOWEVER, as the smartest kid in class with glasses and braces and an insatiable obsession with all things horror and halloween, he was picked on. mercilessly. he never had many friends, but he was content to go right home after school and spend the rest of the day reading comic books or watching horror movies or researching local urban legends and paranormal stories.

so, when he got to his senior year of high school, he was a shoe - in to be named class valedictorian ( he was ) and he was even getting ivy league offers. of course, his parents mainly his father were really pushing him to attend college and eli, genius level iq and all…didn’t want to go. he had a van ( a turquoise monstrosity painted to look like the mystery machine ) and he just wanted to drive. alas, his dad was absolutely NOT having it.

he attended harvard for both his pre law and law school studies, breezed through classes, graduated with honors at the top of his class and once he passed the bar exam there were countless job offers waiting for him. eli ignored them all and finally embarked on that road trip he had been meaning to take alongside his best friend.

they unexpectedly settled in wellcliff about a year ago after getting their hosting gig at the local radio station. ( basically, they were working as interns for some extra cash and the regular hosts called out of work at the last second, so eli and his best friend were shoved into the booth and told to think fast! ) they were a literal overnight success and so they were offered a regular hosting gig at the station.

the graveyard shift is a radio program that airs every weeknight from 12am - 5am in the wellcliff area and on apps such as iheartradio. eli hosts the show alongside his best friend and they discuss topics such as the paranormal, conspiracy theories, and all things spooky.

PERSONALITY

a HUGE believer in the paranormal and urban legends, and one of his favorite things to do when he goes somewhere new is check out the local cemeteries and haunted locales. however, unlike his real world counterparts zak bagans and ryan bergara he’s definitely NOT a scaredy cat in fact, all his life there’s been this running joke that HE DOESN’T SEEM TO BE SCARED OF ANYTHING, and who knows? maybe he isn’t.

10/31 blaze it he’s a HUGE stoner.

he’s got jokes. stay vigilant.

he’s OBSESSED with all things horror, halloween, and 80s. he makes a lot of film references that are often so obscure that most people don’t even catch them.

he’s a lawyer! at least in the state of massachusetts. however, this is not at all common knowledge because…

btw yes, he has SO MUCH chaotic energy. he’s the kind of person who will stick a fork in his microwave just to see what would happen out of sheer boredom. he has two pet mexican redknee tarantulas named freddy and jason who he just…fucking loses track of every other day. his favorite drink is literally black coffee mixed together with a can of monster energy and 5 ( f i v e ) teaspoons of sugar. he is c h a o s. he has absolutely NO IMPULSE CONTROL whatsoever.

he has a HUGE sweet tooth. his favorite food is halloween candy and his favorite candy is black licorice disgusting i know.

he takes adderall for his adhd and he’s usually good about keeping up with it. started keeping them on his person in college because he realized that his meds were getting stolen and it’s a habit he’s held onto that doesn’t really keep his shit from getting stolen.

he’s basically a cartoon character

WANTED CONNECTIONS

best friend from salem who travels with him * wc on the main

friends

paternal / maternal cousin ( paternal cousin’s grandparents would probably be from boston + maternal cousins grandparents would probably be from salem )

his weed dealer but they gotta have the really good shit

smoking buddies

people who don’t like him / find him annoying

has stolen his adderall

maybe someone who knows how smart he really is

romantic connections!

these are just some base ideas and i’m definitely open to brainstorming!

#wellcliffintro #medication tw #bullying tw #drug mention tw #all brief but stay safe!#he's one of my most developed muses so this is v long and ramble - y

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calliefm · 4 years

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( sydney sweeney, cisfemale ) hey ! have you seen CALLIOPE ‘ CALLIE ’ MACDERMOT around ? SHE works at the HOT COCOA STAND at big bear resort, but they must be off their shift by now. well, if you do see them can you let me know ? they’re 22 years old & they’ve been working here for ONE YEAR. they tend to be +CREATIVE & +SELFESS, but can also be -LAZY & -IRRESPONSIBLE. the other employees have labeled them THE MALINGERER. thanks a lot ! ( oversize hoodies, first sip of coffee , cold side of the pillow , high ponytail , winterfresh gum, & smell of paint )

hey folks ! i’m very excited to get this group going, i’m a big sucker for simple plots and it’s my favorite season ! i apologize in advance for callie though ! i’m 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑟𝑎𝑛 by the way ! i’m 𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 years old and i go by the 𝑠ℎ𝑒/ℎ𝑒𝑟 pronouns ! i can’t wait to meet everyone and get this lil group going !

i formally introduce to you — 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘵, big bear’s 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝 !

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝘽 𝘼 𝘾 𝙆 𝙂 𝙍 𝙊 𝙐 𝙉 𝘿

callie macdermot was born in boulder, co to jennifer baker and james o’connell. here’s the catch... jennifer was a freshmen in university when she became pregnant with callie. jennifer took the year off when she found out, not telling her mother and working many side jobs to keep her small flat with her boyfriend ( james ). they thought they were going to keep the baby and live this happy life, but jennifer began to wonder if they were able to even take care of the child. this was what caused problems in their relationship and it honestly became pretty toxic. by her third trimester, jennifer and james were on and off a lot. it was off when callie was born. by that time, james wasn’t there to convince jennifer to keep the child so the papers were signed and callie was put up for adoption !

it was only a month until callie was adopted by a loving family in big bear. her parents were officially emma and benjamin macdermot. emma and benjamin had been struggling to conceive, and officially made the decision to adopt a baby around the time callie was born ( kinda perfect right ? ). her parents were pretty well known around town. they were also high school sweethearts, went to college together, and graduated together. her mother works as a primary teacher and her dad is a head chef at a restaurant on the outskirts of town.

it was a pretty picture perfect life for callie. she loved her parents and they loved her, even through her being a complete terror growing up. callie was a ball of energy when she was young. she was constantly bouncing off the walls, asking questions, getting into slight trouble, and all that ! as annoying as she got... she was adorable and she had an ebullient smile that was irresistible.

she wasn’t used to change. everyone was always just there for her. she lived in the same house her whole life. she walked the same streets everyday. she saw the same faces on the street. she hung out with the same group of friends since kindergarten. but stuff started to change when the beginning of year 9 when her friend sat her down and decided to let her know that they don’t want to hang out with callie anymore. there was no explanation for it, it was just petty teenage drama, but it oddly broke callie for the time being.

her friend group had been with her for such a long time, it sort of shaped her personality. but, by the end of year 9, she realized who she was with them wasn’t her. she didn’t want to wear skirts to school, she didn’t like to gossip or constantly talk about boys, she didn’t want to wear an insane amount of bronzer on her face. so ! after the break, callie 2.0 made her very first appearance — with a big sweater, comfortable jeans, glasses snugged on her nose, and a bright face ready to just do her.

with her new persona, you’ll easily learn she’s pretty lazy. she will fall asleep on the stairs if she’s too tired to climb up the stairs to go to bed. she’s fallen asleep on the easel while she began to take up a new hobby ( art ! ) but callie is also insanely bright ! she has pulled straight a’s throughout high school career and had taken an interest in the brain. she’s literally taken all the brain cells yall... blame callie

when it came to choosing an university, she knew she didn’t want to go too far from big bear because she definitely would have separation anxiety from her parents. the decision came down to picking the best financial route and big bear community college was it ! she decided to go with a biology major her first year, but after taking a psychology course, she quickly switched over to a psychology major after her first year.

𝙍 𝙄 𝙂 𝙃 𝙏 𝙉 𝙊 𝙒

she’s currently a junior and still a psych major ! she lives in an apartment near the resort and also the community college ! her parents don’t live too far, and since she adores them you know she’ll be making constant visits ! she definitely cooks for every hang out because she picked up a few things from papa chef ! and atm she’s thinking about picking up an art major since she’s been really into it lately !

she works at the hot cocoa stand in the snow bowl ! she’s constantly making new flavors and such so feel free to stop by the stand to try her concoction !

𝙋 𝙀 𝙍 𝙎 𝙊 𝙉 𝘼 𝙇 𝙄 𝙏 𝙔

let me start off by saying that she’s probably the sleepiest person you’ll ever meet ! if you don’t know where she is, you’ll figure that she’s in her room catching some zs. callie is also very lazy and will ask you to give her the remote even though it’s two feet away. when she’s down for it, callie definitely knows how to have a good time, you just gotta drag her out of her room to get that slakfjds

and even though she’s insanely book smart, i can assure you she’s one of the biggest idiots you’ll ever meet. she’s do the dumbest shit like almost burn down the kitchen bc she forgot to put water in her mac n cheese n left the stove on

is weed allowed to be a personality trait too ? because that’s a thing with callie ! she is almost constantly high it’s kinda bad, but she’s not annoying about it ! some people probably doesn’t even know she smokes weed because even without it she’s just ... like that

𝙍 𝘼 𝙉 𝘿 𝙊 𝙈 𝙁 𝘼 𝘾 𝙏 𝙎

callie works at the big bear resort at the hot cocoa stand ! she does a lot of dumb shit there so enjoy her stories and often leaves the stand unattended when it’s not too busy ! if your chara works on the slopes, i can assure you she’ll throw at least one snowball at them a day

she tends to make those really tiny paintings and gives them to her friends and random people on the street

someone tell her to buy a new pair of converse because she’s had the same pair since year 10

she’s addicted to getting small pointless, but cute tattoos

she has never opened a wine bottle normally. she has a little game with herself where each time she opens a bottle, she has to try opening it with a new object ( a key, knife, spoon, lighter, shoe, etc )

she’s REALLY good at procrastinating. her best works comes out with 5 cups of coffee and at 5 am the morning it’s due

callie has never lost a game of rock paper scissors and she literally bought herself a trophy for it

she makes an insanely good alcoholic hot chocolate and will only make it for someone if it’s their birthday or they practically beg her

she had no idea how to put on makeup, she always has a friend do it for her when they’re going out oR she’ll have a ugly eyeliner and unblended foundation

stays up allllll night listening to true crime podcasts or watching paranormal youtube videos! and she really believes in aliens

she’s broken her glasses at least 5 times in the past year but she doesnt like contacts because she’s too scared to try to touch her eye, so when u see her without her glasses you’ll know she definitely cant see

she visits her parents every other week or so because (1) she misses them and (2) she needs to do laundry and her mom or dad will 10/10 do it for her because she’s baby ! but she really does miss them often and will randomly go to her home to just sit with them

i think that’s all i can say for now folks ! if you made it to the end, i love you so much ! here’s coupons for michael’s craft store in return !

#bigbearintro #weed tw

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heavtheange · 7 years

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Spider!Jere is in the middle of a battle with a foe in the city when all of a sudden, he crashes next to his number one fan (and best friend outside his superhero identity), Michael Mell, who does not know of his secret. The villain sees this as an opportunity to take the civilian hostage and does so, and Spider!Jer does not take kindly to this...

So, by the way @furornocturna is submitting the prompts, I’m assuming that most of these stories are gonna be Protective!Jeremy for now. Doesn’t mean it’ll be forever, just means that it will be more common than others. Just giving y'all a heads up.

The Birth Of A DamselSpidey!Jere AU

It’s not easy being Spider-Man; Jeremy has come to terms with this a long time ago. However, that doesn’t mean Jeremy likes being tossed around like a yo-yo by his arch nemesis, The SQUIP, who had electricity and levitation powers. That was still not fun.

Jeremy (or as he is currently known as, Spider-Man) tried shooting his web plenty of times but kept on getting slammed into buildings and sidewalks. The SQUIP was set on making Spider-Man’s life a living hell. Why, Jeremy still wasn’t sure, however he concluded that he had a severe case of being a massive dickhead.

That seems about right.

Eventually, the SQUIP began to pull Jeremy back towards him, his body barely moving. Jeremy thought that SQUIP was going to monologue to him, like super villains usually did around this time when they think they have won. Seconds later, the superhero couldn’t have been any more wrong.

“Batter up!” The SQUIP threw Spider-Man with all of his might, making him practically fly for a long moment until his world literally came crashing down when he smashed through a window and slammed into a concrete wall. The hero slid down to the floor and was completely limp. Luckily his powers allowed him to heal really fast, but that still doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt like all hell. Suddenly, Jeremy heard a voice.

“S…Spidey…?”

Jeremy could recognize that voice anywhere. It was the voice of his best friend, his Player One, Michael Mell. Michael had been his best friend for as long as he can remember. The duo did things like playing video games and smoking weed at the same time, as well as other weird activities that only the two of them would enjoy. They swore an oath that they would conquer the world one day, and Jeremy still kept that promise to heart.

Then Jeremy got bit, and Spider-Man cane along. The teen was sure that Michael had a hard-on for his Spidey persona ever sense he saw him swinging across the rooftops for the first time. He even made an online blog about it, acting like a freelance reporter from time to time. He’d do anything to get the story and to watch Spider-Man save their small New Jersey town. Of course Jeremy didn’t tell him that he was in fact Spider-Man, at least not yet, not wanting for Michael to get kidnapped, hurt, and/or killed.

Which is why Jeremy really didn’t want Michael here right now.

The boy struggled to speak, and his best friend spoke first “S…Mr. Spider-Man…sir…do you have any idea where my friend is? I haven’t seen him since the attack happened, and I’m worried…” Jeremy flushed behind his mask, he hated to admit it, Michael sounded so cute when he’s worried about him. He snapped back to reality after a second of bashful daydreaming. After a moment, Spider-Man finally found the strength to speak. “M…Michael…” The other teen looked confused, slightly scared even. “H…How do you know m- AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Jeremy’s eyes snapped open and he sat up to see the SQUIP statically floating away backwards while flipping him off with one hand and with the other gripping on to…oh…oh no he fucking didn’t.

“MICHAEL!!!”

Michael, his best friend since childhood, was being taken away by his arch nemesis. He looked scared out of his mind, gripping onto the SQUIP’s arm for the sole reason of not wanting to fall down and his glasses threatening to fall off his brown nose. The teenager, now hostage, looked like he was crying hysterically, shouting things that Jeremy could not understand from the far distance. He even reached a hand out towards him, a clear gesture for help, finally making Jeremy stand up and walk towards the window.

No matter what, he was going to save Michael Mell, and kill that fucking tic tac once and for all.

Spider-Man started swinging from building to building, trying to catch up to both the SQUIP and Michael. It was long and tedious, making Jeremy’s arms get tired after a long while. Finally they made it to the top of a skyscraper, the moon shining behind the even shinier SQUIP, and the hysterical hostage.

“So, Spidey, you made it. Took you long enough,” the villain smirked. “Help me…please help me…” Michael silently pleaded to Spider-Man, making his blood boil.

“Let. Him. Go.”

The SQUIP chuckled lowly. “Come on. What’s wrong with having a little guest watch me rip you to pieces?” He tightened his grip on the damsel, causing him to whimper. Jeremy was tempted to cry at the sight of him trembling in fear. “What do you even want from him?!” The psychopath simply shrugged. “Nothing, really. I just wanted to fuck with you.”

Spidey smirked under his mask. “Really? Cause I was about to do the same thing.” The SQUIP tilted his head in confusion and Spider-Man used the opportunity to trip him over with his webs and drag him toward him. The SQUIP tried to shock Michael out of anger, but Spider-Man took him out of the villain’s grip with his web and bring him behind a vent. Jeremy managed to dodge the SQUIP’s verifies static attacks and tie him up in his web while Michael cried in relief behind the vent.

Spider-Man was certain that the SQUIP would get out of those webs eventually, and will still be alive (much to his dismay), but the SQUIP’s defeat was not the main issue at the moment. He had to take Michael to safety.

The two of them swung from building to building, Michael clinging onto the hero as they did. It was at times like these that Jeremy wished he could tell his best friend his secret about being Spider-Man. He wanted for the two of them to swing from building to building together, to lay on a gigantic web and cuddle while they watched the night sky, to use his special webs in be-. Jeremy shook his head as he flushed again, only this time ten times harder. No matter how hard he wanted to tell Michael about his secret identity, he knew that he couldn’t do it. He knew that Michael would be in even more danger than he was with the SQUIP, he might even get killed or worse. Jeremy didn’t want his best friend to go through with being his Gwen Stacy.*

Eventually, the two made it to Michael’s room, and Spider-Man let the boy off of him. “You okay?” He asked, looking up and down to see if there were any injuries. Michael shook his head slowly, eyes still puffy from crying. “Y-Yea…I’m fine…T-Thank you…Thank you s-so much for saving me.”

Jeremy resisted the instinct to hug him right then and there. “It’s my pleasure as well as my duty…no need to thank me.”

A stray tear escaped Michael’s eye while Jeremy kept on speaking. “By the way…I saw your blog.” Michael flushed and tensed up at the statement. “Y-You…you d-did?” Spider-Man playfully nodded. “Yea…I did. You’re really talented.” Michael looked to the ground and rubbed the back of his neck while the hero continued. “You should definitely continue, but please try not to go into the face of danger head on just to get an article done next time, K?” Michael looked up and quickly nodded. “Okay, w-whatever you say!”

As a cute gesture goodbye, the super hero patted Michael’s head. “Stay safe, okay?” Spider-Man swung away, leaving Michael a blushing, sweating mess. Hey, it was better blushing in possible arousal than sobbing in fear, Jeremy reasoned.

Later that night, Jeremy went over to his best friend’s house with Mtn. Dew and Hawaiian pizza, Michael’s favorite. Throughout the night, Michael couldn’t stop talking about Spider-Man and how scared Michael was and how grateful he was for the rescue and how Spider-Man knew about his blog. Jeremy listened to all of it, extremely relieved to see Michael smile after the rough day he had.

Michael was safe, and he always will be under Jeremy’s watch.

(Sorry if it may seem a little sloppy. I’m still working on the codes of Tumblr, so if you see strange codes next to some of the text, just note that it is my noobness and I apologize for that)

(Also, thank you so much for @furornocturna for giving me wonderful prompts to work with! The world needs more Protective!Jeremy, dammit!)

(*Heh, get it, cause Gwen died in Amazing Spider-Man 2? Heh heh…I’m still dead inside after watching that scene.)

#bmc #bmc musical #bmc michael #bmc jeremy #bmc squip #spider!jere #spiderman au

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iaintafraidofnogh0st · 7 years

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Becoming a young existentialist.

Last year I was doing drugs every other day. (I hate the sound of children playing) This whole writing thing is off to a tremendous start i.e. the word “tremendous”. Who am I a 19th century Englishmen? Now I just want to fact check. Holy Fuck, I’m off topic. Maybe I should start by talking about my (ADHD) I was never officially diagnosed with; I’m not going to though because honestly I don’t have the patience. So Yeah, last year this time I was a casual drug addict (that’s what I like to call it). I can’t even take myself seriously when I say that because I was 22, it’s literally justifiable to be a low life, alcoholic, avid drug user/party girl because that’s what 22 year olds do. Or maybe that’s just me trying to justify it subconsciously? Either way I don’t actually care, I don’t regret anything (except maybe that time I drank tequila like a malnourished Ethiopian seeing fresh water for the first time, then pissed my bed not once but twice. Still drunk the next morning I posted a picture on Facebook of me lying beside my pissed covered sheets so my FB friends could share in my hilarious drunken antics. Or that time I was so high on cocaine I climbed a tree in broad daylight and decided on my own to burn the inside of my arm not once but twice with a cigarette, I still have the scars to prove it (not bragging). Or perhaps the time I for no apparent reason drunkenly and angrily punched a cement wall at my favorite watering hole, not once but twice and broke my hand. Then I used the same hand first to eat an Italian sausage and small poutine (my signature after bar food) before going to the hospital.) Anyways, this isn’t a memoir of one of the lesser known band members of Aerosmith. I’m not a cocaine sniffing, hooker banging, twat. Admittedly there was an incident with a strippers back side and a possible line of yayo in a hotel room in Gatineau. I DIGRESS.

I don’t regret hardly any of it because I’m a strong believer that nothing in life matters, and we’re all just soulless parcels of rotting flesh surfing through the universe on a giant, yet minuscule rock. I feel like I sound like a cliché saying “nothing matters” But to stick to my so called beliefs I don’t give a fuck! Because you know…

Not that’s it’s of any importance but I’m listening to loud grungy punk music while I’m writing this to drown out the children’s laughter outside. So perhaps that’s why I’m coming off as an angsty teenager. Although I wasn’t that angsty as a teenager, sure I genuinely cared about nothing and thought my school, teachers, and parents were all full of shit. (The older I get I can confirm that no one actually knows what they’re talking about so basically everyone is full of shit.) I smoked a shit ton of weed, which mellowed me out I guess. Plus I was naive and unbeknownst to how utterly infuriating the world is. For whatever reason was super into rap music, even permitting the fact I grew up and lived in a small farm town till I was 18. I kid you not in my high school year book picture I’m wearing my older brother’s basketball jersey and a gold chain, I also often wore giant marsh mellow headphones around my neck. How I had a mildly popular/attractive (for high school) boyfriend is hilarious. I don’t even think I cared about my personal hygiene, I remember as a self-indulged dare I didn’t wash my hair for something like 30 days, the grease trap dreads that formed went well with my whole stoner vibe. The other half of the time I would dress like an alternative chick with purple or red hair, ear gauges and other face piercings. Besides my questionable style and lack of cleanliness, I have to say I was cute and for that I am truly lucky (not that I believe in luck of course). But thank fuck I have my looks..not to sound as condescending and vain as possible, but life is undoubtedly easier as a ‘hot chick’. Unfortunately that’s the way it is….fortunate for me (ha!). People absolutely treat you differently; sometimes people bypass on the fact that I’m pretty smart for a hot chick but hey, can’t have it all. Now that I’ve come off as a narcissistic fuck stick, please keep reading and I’ll give you 10 tips on getting the perfect beach bod in only 2 weeks!!!!!

I was and still am insecure as much as I like to give off the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ persona, and regardless of how much I enjoy intimidating my suitors and portraying that I’m super confident. I’m not; I suffer from all that social anxiety cat shit amongst other things.

Anyways, I quit the drugs after the constant partying caught up with me, a couple mental breakdowns, and anxiety attacks (which I never really endured until last year) later I got depressed/ suicidal/flat out angry at the world. I guess I hit as they say “rock bottom”, for a 22 year old it’s more like I hit “pebbles at the bottom a shallow pond”. In my opinion if you claim you’ve never been even mildly suicidal at least once, you’re a deranged robot and most likely boring as shit. Being 100% mentally stable doesn’t exist and if you think you are, you’re worse off than us crazies (not to get all mental awareness month on you here but if you’ve never contemplated your existence before, in all sincerity: DIE! You commie pig fucker).

I don’t know if I envy or feel sorry for people so ignorant that they think having the perfect life will bring them pure happiness i.e. three kids and a house they can’t afford/ a job they fucking hate. I think I envy them, even if it is flaunting at least they’ve given themselves a purpose in this life, but then part of me wants to shake them sane.

Maybe I just shouldn’t think of ‘those people’ at all.

“Happiness is over rated” – some famous prick.

I don’t want kids. I know you’re all thinking “shut up bitch, you’re only 23” but the thought of bringing another life into this world and trying your upmost hardest to mold that life into something that’s not an intolerable parasite is terrifying. Perhaps that makes me a coward or maybe it makes me smarter than all of you chain breading, normie, plebs. There’s that angst coming out again.

After high school and a couple long-term breakups, I found myself hanging out at a lot of dives, hole in the wall type “punk bars” I also found myself dating a few punks, discovering that Nihilism is the ultimate turn on for me. This was also around the time the drugs came into picture, in all honesty these people and places were like a drug to me I couldn’t get enough. But then again that was probably due to the drugs I was taking at the time. Punks get a bad stereotype “aggressive, criminal, scum of the earth”, this is actually pretty true. But the ones I grew close to are some of the nicest, smartest people I have come to know in my short life. I almost admired how they never put their intelligence to ‘proper’ use i.e. they never fell in line to the conformity, never got corporate jobs. They were true punks they fucked the system and the system fucked them back. Not sure but I may have quoted Sum 41 there….

Unfortunately the only thing that comes out of that after a prolonged amount of time is misery and alcoholism, when I look back on it I think some of them may have just been lazy.

I started writing this because I’m constantly looking for something to fill that unsatisfied void inside of me, will it work?

Probably not.

#nihilism #nothingmatters lifeispointless extentialism

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teufelbcy-arch · 4 years

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Making of your character

1. What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.)? Mainly his face. When I first made him, I originally had a different face and honestly couldn't get much muse for that face, so I did a "poll" on who I should choose and majority of people from my friends list, chose his face and it sort of stuck, the more I looked into Alex and what he was doing now-a-days. (More under the read more since it’s long)

2. How did you choose their name? I'm one to really dig deep into a character's name. Especially when I want it to be different, yet good. I was thinking of cool last names and such because I didn't have his first name yet. I looked into what the devil was in different languages and Teufel really stuck. Then, I watched Stella's Last Weekend, and wanted to keep Oliver, so that stuck too and his middle name is actually Nat's name and I also love the name Nathaniel, so it stuck as well.

3. How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all? �� I have done a lot of thoughts and writings for future things. Especially since Greg's writer has helped me tremendously with what is to happen in the future. Like with his sister and stuff. There's a lot to happen that has been extended and thought out past his canon events.

4. What is your favorite fact about your OC? Oh man, probably the fact that his main love and focus is film making. I know, a lot of people add elements and stuff into their OCs, that they love but with film making, I wanted it to be a key essential to him. That people think, oh film making? That reminds me of Oliver. Also, same with smoking weed. I know, it's common for many OCs but this kid is a stoner kid through and through. There's a lot of facts, to be honest. The other is probably the bisexual love and the Jewish boy in him. He won't back down for anyone and anything when it comes to his background.

5. If you had to narrow it down to 2 things that you MUST keep in mind while working with your OC, what would those things be? The cult and his mother are probably the two elements because the cult is the biggest thing in his storyline. It's not a lot in play at the moment but it is something that will come into play and it's a key element. And same for his mother. His mother is the terror behind the walls of his home and she's an added element to the cult.

6. Is there any significance behind their height? No significance because Alex is really 6 feet tall.

7. Is there any significance behind their hair color? Just his face. Alex has brown to black hair, so does Oliver. Lol.

8. Is there any significance behind their eye color? Alex has brown eyes, so does Ollie.

9. In developing their backstory, what elements of the world they live in played the most influential parts? The fact of Englewood ( not the real town ) being a religious place. It's a small town but big enough to have a lot going on it but still keep themselves under the radar.

10. What (if anything) do you relate to within their character/story? I relate with Oliver in that fact of always having felt like the outsider. No one likes him, no one wants him around ( unless he's being funny ), and that's how I am in real life.

11. Are they based off of you, in some way? Oh yeah. I added a lot of elements of myself into Oliver. The hearing aids, the glasses ( though Alex wears glasses in rl, so of course, Oliver does too ), the mood swings, and the love for photography. Though, I changed it to film making for Oliver but his love for film making, is truly how I am in real life when it comes to Photography. It's my passion, my life, something I will always love and cherish.

12. Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation? I did because I added, yet another personal element, of being bisexual. Most of my characters I've created in the past, have usually ended up being straight or gay but never in between, so I thought adding the personal touch of bisexual.

13. What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: writing, drawing, edits, etc.)? Writing and edits are probably the biggest difficulty. I know I can write things and know I can write but also, like majority of us here, tend to not like my writing or think it's not good enough to post. Though, because of things from the past, my want to continue to show my work, has kind of dwindled because I have my attacked for my writing and how bad it is, so I tend to not post much anymore. And same with edits. I try to work on edits and though there's a lot of things with Alex, it's still hard sometimes to edit things.

14. What is something about your OC that can make you laugh? His sarcasm! It's funny because I'm not a very sarcastic person ( at least not as sarcastic as Oliver ) in real life, so getting to play that out through him, makes me laugh. Oh! and his catch phrase "rude". He literally uses it for everything.

15. What is something about your OC that can make you cry? His life. The fact he's trying to be a normal teenage boy, while hiding his sexuality from his mother, while also trying to hide from the cult that is trying to pull him in, while also trying not to be his mother's punching bag and still be a teenager. Really, just his whole life.

16. Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story? Not really, no. I mean, there's some things that I would probably have changed but nothing that I actually regret because everything I've written out, has a story to it and makes sense as to why he's as messed up as he is.

17. What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC? Oliver doesn't take kindly to people talking bad about his home aka New York aka Manhattan. He knows people have opinions but the moment you talk negative about his home, he shuts down.

18. Is your OC inspired by any literary characters/figures? His back story is inspired by Hereditary, 100% because after I watched that movie, I immediately had a start to his back story. As a character, he's truly based on Oliver from Stella's Last Weekend and also Alex himself ( he's more of a figure but still lmao ). Anything that Alex does, is a representation of Oliver.

#the cult leader ;; { ooc }#just some questions and thought i'd answer them

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casnovakisded · 6 years

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Relationships

Man, relationships are hard. Like, maintaining a good relationship with literally anyone when you’ve got all these issues is so. hard.

If you’re anything like me, you just become unbearable to be around because you’re so depressed. That, or you isolate yourself because you’re convincing yourself that no one really cares and no one actually wants to hang out with you anyway.

Bed is my favourite place.

My previous relationships have been pretty fucked up. Some more than most. I’ve had my fair share of teenage heartbreaks, but every one of my serious relationships have been somewhat interesting.

So we’ll start with Luke. I was around 16/17 and I was going through problems at home/school. Things were pretty bad with my mental health and I was doing stupid things every so often. I moved into this guy’s flat before we got together, because I wanted to run away from home, and it seemed like an okay place to be. There was myself, Luke, his friend and his girlfriend living there at the time. His friend had a flat around the corner that was pretty much empty, but me and Nicole would go over there sometimes to have a ‘girl night’. We only had one bed, so one night we would have the bed, and the next night we would have the floor. The flat was two busses away from sixth form so I just didn’t go in most days.

Luke was manipulative, hugely... and he was also pretty fucked up. I mean, i’m pretty fucked, but you know when someone’s just got a screw loose? that’s Luke. The best event I can think of that really sums up who this guy is as a person, is when my best friend was spreading shit about me. She had made up loads of rumours about me and Luke and basically tried to convince us both that we were horrible people and that we didn’t want to be with each other, because she was jealous and she wanted to be with Luke. I honestly had no idea she felt that way, and if I had I wouldn’t have got with him because friends come first. Now I completely understood that we were teenagers and we did bitchy things like that, I was quite happy to just talk to her about it - kiss and make up - but apparently that wasn’t enough for Luke. He’d told me and Nicole to go over to Jake’s flat because they had to rehearse lines for college, so off we popped down the road to the other flat. Nicole left her medication at Luke’s so we went back to get that. I go upstairs, and there’s Shannon stood in my kitchen, along with another guy that was on their college course. They all told me they were just going through lines and to go back over to Nicole’s. So again, off we popped down the road and I thought nothing else of it. When we go back the next day, Shannon’s not there, but Luke and his college friends are all there, laughing about something that happened the night before, holding a video camera. I hadn’t heard anything from Shannon at this point. One of Luke’s mates from college told me what they’d done while he was passing me the video camera. I don’t think I was supposed to know. They (2 teenage boys, and one 20 year old) took her trousers, tied her to a chair and hit her. We had these relatively thick plastic sticks laying around the house - the best way I can describe them were long straight plastic sticks that were shaped at a right angle if you were to look down it - kind of like a wire cover.

It hurts when you were hit with them, i’d know.

So they all had 3 hits and she was left absolutely battered. As soon as I found out I obviously left the guy. It happened to me on occasion (not tied up, and not necessarily done in a vicious manner, but he hit hard, and it hurt).

He’s in prison now I think.

Next is Jordan. Jordan is actually just a lovely guy, but our relationship was just a lot. Jordan had a little girl called Evie. He also lived with his ex... aaaaand we all worked at the same place. We were all very involved and I got somewhat attached to Evie. I was with Jordan just before I moved to uni (182 miles away from here). At this point in my life I didn’t know where I would be going, and at 17, that kind of commitment was a lot to take on, so I had to leave - but it was hard.

Next (and probably the most fucked up) is Ed. Now Ed is a guy I met while I was at uni. I worked in a vape shop and he was a mate of another guy that worked there, Mark. (More on that later..)

So I like cars, especially Volvo’s. My dad is a mechanic for Volvo so i’ve kinda had a love of them from a very young age. It just so happened to be that not only was Ed funny, charming, kinda weirdly beautiful and generally amazing, but he also drove a classic Volvo. Not only did he drive a classic Volvo but he drove the best classic Volvo - the 340. My point is, he was everything I wanted. I was so immersed in happiness and my path in life felt like it was set in stone. As soon as we starting going out places together, that was it - we were inseparable. After I finished at uni, our plan was to move a little closer to the North so it would make travelling to see my parents a little easier, given I don’t drive.

It was moving day, and for the two days previous to this my dad had done like.. 3 trips there and back moving all my stuff back home - 182 miles each way (We were moving to my parents’ until we found a house up that way). Ed’s car was loaded with my things too - mainly my bed and then just other bits and bobs. No exaggeration, my hand was on the door handle and I was just about to get in the car after we all (Myself, Ed and my Dad) had just had a chat about where we were going to stop off for toilet breaks, and Ed just looks at me and says “this is it”. I take a breath and say “Yeah” with a kind of smile on my face, and he just looks at me and says, “No, I mean this is it, this is the end of me and you.” Now obviously at this point i’m just super confused and I don’t even really understand what he’s saying because no way could my perfect boyfriend that I’m just about to move away with and start a new life with is breaking up with me. He said that i’d given him nothing to hold on to, and that I had to prove to him that I could mature (Even though I was the 19 year old that has always supported myself, and he was the 24 year old that didn’t actually have a job, and that baso lived off his rich parents - but again, more on that later).

Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse, off he goes to my dad’s car. He knocks on the window to get him to roll it down, and he just says, and I quote, “Cas is probably going to try and kill herself tonight, so I’d say it’s best to take away all of the sharp objects, and all of her weed smoking paraphernalia is in the back of the car in that shoebox”.

Who the fuck even does that -.-

When I got in the car my dad was actually super chill about everything, which was surprising for me because growing up my parents were always extremely strict - I actually had to sign a contract to live at my mum’s at one point. When I got home, to Rotherham - somewhere I hadn’t been in over a year, by myself, I just didn’t know what to do with myself. It was around 1am by the time we got back, and I went straight to Natalie’s house - she’s a friend of mine from school, that kind of friend that is always going to be there no matter what time it is. I don’t even think I let her know I was coming, I just showed up. I sat and cried to her a lot, but she’d not long since had a baby and was super tired - I would have felt bad keeping her up all night listening to my problems, so I sent her to bed. I think at around 2.30am I sent my brother a text asking if he was around. He has a bit of a drinking problem, so I figured he’d probably be on his way back from town. He walked me back home from Natalie’s and I had another big cry at him. He offered to kill him which was amusing, and he really tried to make me feel better bless him, but I just felt absolutely numb and empty. Because I’d been with Ed constantly for a year, now he wasn’t here I felt like i’d lost a limb. It was awful. Around a week later we ended up getting back together, and around a month after that I ended it with him, and we haven’t spoken since. I’m still heartbroken.

That’s the relationship in a summary, but my god that’s not even scraping the surface of how damaging it was. Ed was on another level of mental manipulation. As mentioned earlier, the plan originally was to move after i’d finished uni, but Ed had said that there were things he needed to do in Guildford first before we could move. We couldn’t afford to rent somewhere because I didn’t have a job (i’ll explain more shortly) so we ended up in his step-dad’s office. It had a toilet, and a small sink, a tiny (and I mean tiny) fridge, and then another room that had the bed, sofa and TV in it. No shower. No method of cooking. Nowhere to put a washing machine. Not only that, but we weren’t allowed to be seen going in and out because we weren’t technically allowed to live there with it being an office, meaning when he was out and about in the day, I was pretty much ordered to stay inside. Even if I did want to go outside, there wasn’t anywhere to go. Haslemere is 16 miles away from Guildford (friends) and with no job or money, I baso sat in an office by myself just waiting for Ed to come back for 3 months.

The reason I didn’t have a job, is because Mark sexually assaulted me, and when I reported it to our managers they told me they were just going to fire both of us, because it was my word against his and I didn’t have any solid proof of what he did. Because physical bruises and the fact that they knew he was at mine that night didn’t suffice. Not only that, but I actually texted my manager at the time and asked him to help, but he just said it would be fine.

So, that night. There were 5 of us in my uni room, 4 of us smoking bud and Mark was just drinking. My manager and assistant manager were there, along with another colleague. (My manager and assistant manager were also my dealers so yeah that was pretty convenient). We were all really close friends and everything was just really nice and happy and chill, but then when it got later and everyone was leaving because we were all falling sleep, Mark just kind of hovered and didn’t go. We were on my bed in my room, now alone since everyone else had gone. I was falling asleep/passing out due to being tired/really stoned, and I asked him to leave a couple of times but he just didn’t. At this point I texted my manager asking him to come back because I didn’t feel comfortable him being there, but I wasn’t in a position where I could force him to leave, but as I said - he just said it would be fine.

I’d fallen asleep before i’d even seen his reply, but when I woke up Mark was on top of me, grinding on my leg, biting my neck. I had bruises all over my chest and my button on my jeans was undone. I went to hit him because it made me jump that he was just there, and he grabbed my hands so I couldn’t move them. Apparently i’d consented to it all, but I mean, i’m fairly confident that I was passed out and therefore couldn’t consent to anything. Not only that, but I was evidently not sober, which also means I couldn’t have consented to anything. The next day at work was horrible. Mark was there, and everyone was just acting completely normal, even though they all knew. I just didn’t know what to do with myself. Ed accused me of lying about it all too. I ended up leaving my job, because I wasn’t going to be fired for that.

Ed and Mark were also part of this group thing, called munch. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t judge anyone for their sexual preferences or kinks or whatever, but I would have appreciated at least being told about them, I found out about ‘munch’ when I questioned Ed about some scratches that were on his arm after being at the pub with Mark and his girlfriend. He lied and said he’d scraped his arm on something, even though they were evidently nail marks. I did the crazy girlfriend thing and looked through his phone (only to his chats with Mark, and this is the only time I have ever done this) and there was a few messages there, pictures of Ed’s arm - “How do you like them?”, “Yeah I’m really happy with them, have to go harder next time” etc.

Oh good.

Not only this, but I also found a box of dildos and thongs which I presumed at first to be Ed’s ex’s, but they actually turned out to be Ed’s.

He threw a McDonald’s at me once too, after I’d just worked an 11 hour shift (From the job that he actually ended up getting me fired from). He did this after shouting at me in McDonald’s while he was eating the meal i’d just bought him. He was shouting at me because I was posting depressing things on Tumblr. Haha.

He would often make comments about the things he knew I was insecure about (so basically everything). He said I should get a boob reduction because he liked smaller boobs and mine were too big. I wasn’t allowed to go out and see my friends, because he thought that everyone else was trying to persuade me to not be with him. He made me sell my camera for a house deposit that he then backed out of. He then gave me a camera for my birthday (which I had to buy back off him when we broke up..). He got me fired from my job in Rotherham because he didn’t want me working with blokes in a vape shop (even though that’s what i’d been doing for the last year). He once told me that he wanted me to be depressed because it meant that I would solely rely on him. He always went on about how he wanted to fuck his housemate (male, also one of my close friends). I don’t even need to go on. This was such a fucked up toxic relationship and yeah, i’m glad i’m not in it any more.

A day after this relationship ended I was with Jord.

I know right?

I said to him at the time that it was a re-bound and that it was a terrible idea, but Jord didn’t really seem to care. Don’t get me wrong, Jord is amazing, and if I hadn’t have done certain things and made him controlling and paranoid, then he literally would be the perfect guy. I wasn’t ready for another relationship that was as full on as the last one, which this one is. I’m still not ready for this relationship, but i’m far too terrified to leave it, because I just can’t be by myself right now.

This was a really long post and if you actually read it all then wow well done.

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