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tuyron · 6 months
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just remembered my svtfoe oc who was star butterfly's sister.. honestly i dont know what her thing was but she had a staff once,, ?
(image below is when i first drew her :skull:)
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loudlyhappycupcake · 2 years
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Meteora and Estelle Butterfly (sister hugs) by AnnieStarie
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navybrat817 · 4 months
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Resignation
Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Female Reader Summary: You get to know Andy a bit more and put in your notice, but your boss doesn't it take it well. Word Count: Almost 4.4k Warnings: Slow burn, getting to know each other, sugar daddy contraction, tension, flirting, slight insecurities, inner monologue, yelling (apologies to anyone named Sean), Andy Barber (he's a warning, okay?) Graphic talent and thanks: Banner - @sgt-seabass, Divider - @firefly-graphics, Header - yours truly Previous Part: Sign the Dotted Line A/N: Welcome back to my Terms and Conditions AU! Hope you lovelies enjoy. Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby but any and all mistakes are my own. ❤️ Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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The feeling of floating on cloud nine wasn't something you experienced much in your life. There were high points, of course, but nothing like the elation that filled you as Andy went to make a copy of the contract. It was almost dizzying to think that for the next three quarters of a year, everything was going to be okay. Better than okay.
All thanks to Andy.
Estelle shrieked as she pulled you to your feet. “You're a sugar baby! You're a sugar baby!” she sang, making you laugh as she did a little dance with it.
“I thought you said I was going to be his ‘companion’,” you teased.
She leveled you with a look. “It’s the same thing,” she said, grabbing her bag. “And since your new ‘companion’ is taking you to the diner, why don’t we celebrate tomorrow? You better give me all the details.”
You giggled again at the implication as she squeezed you in a tight hug. If you weren’t happy before, you would've been thanks to her infectious attitude. “You sure don’t need me to head down with you?”
“No, I’m good. You just enjoy the rest of the day,” she said, winking at you and pointing at Andy when he came back. “Have fun and be good to her or I’ll destroy you,” she told him as she walked by with every ounce of confidence you wished you had. “And nice meeting you!”
You half expected there to be an air of awkwardness once the two of you were left alone and were surprised not to feel it at all. It was hard to describe the atmosphere outside of that, but it was something both familiar and new. Maybe that was because Andy continued to put you at ease all while exciting you. The next chapter of your time would be unpredictable in ways that you were looking forward to encountering.
Did he feel the same way?
Andy chuckled after a moment, the sound bringing a smile back to your face as he held up the papers in his hand. “I realize this is probably a bit outdated since everything is done electronically, but I prefer it this way.”
“I don't think it’s outdated,” you assured him as he handed you the contract, his fingers brushing yours. Would you ever get used to the jolt of electricity you felt at his touch? “It’s less of a chance of it getting leaked.”
Though it was you he worried about, you still wanted to protect his reputation.
“Yes, it is,” he said, smiling to himself when you tucked the papers carefully in your folder. “Estelle is serious, isn’t she? She’ll destroy me if I hurt you?”
“Oh, yeah. She isn’t afraid of anyone,” you said as you shifted slightly on your feet. “But I wouldn't worry about her. I don't expect you to hurt me.”
He had to know that.
Andy took a step closer. “She’s a good person to have on your side,” he commented, butterflies fluttering in your stomach at the soft look in his eyes. “And I have no intention of hurting you.”
You carefully considered his words with furrowed brows. “Aren't you supposed to say you promise not to hurt me?”
A sad smile touched his lips. “People make promises and usually do so for the right reasons, but they don't always lead to the desired outcome,” he replied as if he peeled back a small layer of himself that still left you with questions. “Take the weeklong silence, for example. I inadvertently hurt you by not reaching out.”
Your cheeks flamed, almost wishing you hadn't mentioned it. “But we talked about that. You didn't mean anything by it.”
“Yes, we did talk about it and I'm glad you told me how you felt. I still caused doubt in your mind though,” he said, his tone gentle and understanding without breaking eye contact. “So while I do want to promise that I’ll never hurt you, I'd rather promise that I have no intention of ever hurting you. Because I don't.”
It took a moment to recall that Andy was married once years ago. While you weren't sure why things ended, did his divorce give him a new perspective on making and keeping promises? Or was it his time as a lawyer?
Whatever the reason you had to respect him for his outlook.
“I appreciate that and I will hold you to that,” you said, falling in step beside him as you headed for the door.
He raised an eyebrow as he held it open for you to go through, allowing you to catch the scent of his cologne again as you walked past. You almost asked what brand it was just so you could get a bottle and spritz your worn in sweatshirts. “Isn't this the part where you promise you have no intention of hurting me?” He questioned.
“I don't think I have the power to hurt you,” you replied, not looking behind you as you headed toward the elevator. You were positive you didn't have that kind of influence nor did you want to hurt him. “But I promise that I have no intention to do so.”
You froze when he leaned in close, his beard ticking your ear and it took all of your inner strength not to turn your head toward him. “Never underestimate how powerful you are, honey,” he whispered, your breath rushing out of your lungs as he stepped back and gestured to the open elevator doors. “Shall we?”
“Sure,” you replied, your voice more breathy than you intended as you stepped inside. You swore you caught him smiling before he joined you.
“I gave my driver the afternoon off, so you’re stuck with me,” he said, pressing the button for the lowest level before the doors slid shut. “I hope that’s okay.”
“I think I can handle you driving,” you teased, happy that the two of you would be alone for part of the evening.
He chuckled before he went quiet again. The silence was comfortable, the soft dings as you passed each floor the only sound in the space. It gave you a moment to admire the man beside you. With his perfect posture, chin held high, and pristine suit, you tried to picture how he looked when he simply relaxed. No eyes on him. No one expecting anything from him.
Maybe he can show me that side of himself sometime soon.
“You’re staring,” he stated.
You smiled, not at all embarrassed that he caught you without looking your way. “I guess it’s because I’m still trying to figure you out.”
That and he was still one of the most handsome men you had ever seen.
But who was Andy Barber beyond his money? Your hero and your second chance at a better life, but what else? What did he do for fun? What did he want out of life, years from now?
Andy swung his head toward you as the elevator came to a stop. “I guess that makes two of us then.”
You found yourself in his car a few minutes later. The Audi still had that “new car” smell to it, the passenger seat sleek and not at all broken in. There wasn’t a spec of dust on the leather interior. Either he didn’t drive it often or he made sure to keep it in next to perfect condition.
Your mind drifted back to Andy’s earlier statement. What exactly was he trying to figure out? If he meant that he was trying to figure you out, he didn’t have to look too deeply. And if he was still trying to figure himself out, that was normal. Searching for your true self was a lifelong journey. And with your newfound sense of freedom at your fingertips, you’d be able to explore your own passions and visualize your ideal self.
But part of you figuring Andy out was getting to know him.
“Why the diner?” You asked, glancing over at him as he concentrated on the road in front of him. “I mean, why go there for coffee or food when you can go anywhere else?”
Maybe upscale places weren’t his usual style. He took you to the Courthouse and looked at ease there, but maybe the diner was an escape. Something different.
“I didn’t grow up with much, but my mom made it work as best as she could,” he admitted, a wistful note in his voice. “We never went hungry and she got creative with some meals so I wouldn’t get tired of eating the same thing. Things like fast food were considered a treat and diners were fine dining.”
You shifted in your seat as you listened, touched by the unexpected vulnerability. “I’ll bet she looked forward to those moments,” you said.
“She did and so did I,” he smiled over at you. “On the rare nights when she was able to save up and take us to a diner, she got a large breakfast or dinner meal for us to split. Best way to stretch her dollar and make sure neither of us felt hungry after.”
You almost reached over to take his hand, but you didn’t want to overstep. He was giving you a piece of himself by revealing a part of his past. That was more than you could ask for.
“I went to diners in college, too, when I was struggling to make ends meet,” he continued, stroking his beard for a moment. “I guess they kind of stuck with me because they reminded me of happier times. They also serve as a reminder to be thankful for what I have. It’s important to remember who I was then and who I am now.”
You let out a breath and closed your eyes as he turned onto the next street, wishing you could thank his mother for raising such an amazing man. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”
His hand covered yours unexpectedly when your eyes opened. “Thank you for asking.”
You turned your wrist so your palm met his, your stomach flipping as he held it a little tighter. Opening up was never easy, even if Andy made it sound effortless. You felt closer to him after hearing that important piece of his history. Even the crackle of electricity felt different this time. Instead of a jolt, it was like a steady hum.
Maybe that closeness was the reason you didn’t want to let go when he parked his car in front of the diner.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
You swallowed as you glanced out the window, the flashing lights from the sign of the beckoning for you to go in. “I just can't believe I'm actually going to quit,” you said, clutching your bag with your other hand. “I mean, I do believe it. I have my resignation letter here and everything.”
“Even when you had that bit of doubt that the contract wouldn't go through, you had your letter ready,” he smiled.
You toyed with the strap of your bag as you tried to hide your smile. “I guess I did.”
Preparation never hurt anyone.
“But if you’d rather hold off until tomorrow, I understand. I can even drive you back here if you want to wait,” he offered.
For a moment, you questioned if you should wait. As you bit your lip to fight your smile more and squeezed Andy’s hand, you made your decision. You signed the contract. You were more than ready.
Most of all, you deserved to start your path to a better future.
“I’m ready,” you assured him, reluctantly releasing his hand before you unbuckled your seatbelt. “Are you going in or did you want to wait here?”
“I’ll grab a coffee while I wait,” he said, stopping you as you reached for your door handle. “Allow me.”
You smiled to yourself as he went around to let you out. “Are you always a gentleman?”
“Not always,” he said without missing a beat, winking as you joined him on the sidewalk.
You licked your lips and gazed into his bright blue eyes. Could he see the want in yours? What would it take to make him lose control?
“I’m looking forward to seeing that side of you, Mr. Barber,” you smiled, brushing past him as he inhaled.
But first things first.
The bell rang as you walked inside and you paused to take it all in. Taking Andy’s earlier story to heart, you wouldn’t allow yourself to forget that this diner was part of your story. It not only led him to you, but also kept you from becoming homeless. It was a blessing.
“Hey,” Casey, one of the veteran servers, nodded to you from behind the counter before she looked over your outfit. She seemed to forget all about you as Andy as he walked in behind you. You didn't blame her. “Hi there. Sit anywhere you’d like.”
Andy put his hand on your lower back before he leaned in, your breath hitching slightly. “Good luck, honey,” he whispered, releasing you as Casey gawked in your direction. “I’ll just have a coffee, please,” he said as he took a seat at the counter.
The usual warmth Andy exuded was down a notch. Still friendly, but different. Or maybe you were just telling yourself that in order to feel special. “Is Sean here?”
“Yep. In the office,” Casey answered, pouring Andy a fresh cup of coffee. “Just got here.”
“I’ll be right back,” you told Andy, feeling his eyes on you as you headed through the employee only doors.
Sean had his head buried in some paperwork as he grumbled to himself. With a deep breath, you knocked on the open door. He didn't speak to you much outside of your shifts and hardly praised you for a job well done, but he wasn't a bad boss. You felt bad disturbing him, but it was now or never.
“Hi. May I come in?” You asked as he looked up.
“Yeah. Don't shut the door though. Lock’s broken,” he said, nodding to the chair in front of his desk. “Didn’t expect to see you today. What are you all dressed up for?”
“Oh, I had a meeting,” you answered, which wasn’t a lie. You did meet with Andy. “That’s actually what I needed to talk to you about.”
“A meeting?” He repeated with a frown. “Don’t tell me you’re quitting.”
Your stomach began to twist in knots. The last thing you wanted to do was disappoint your boss, even if he wouldn’t be that for much longer. Being a waitress also wasn’t your dream job, but it helped you when you needed it.
Now you have to help yourself.
“Yes, I am. I’m putting in my two weeks notice,” you said quietly, taking the letter out of your bag and placing it on the desk when he stared impassively. “I found another opportunity and I’m going to take it, but I’m happy to take any shifts I can over the next two weeks to help.”
Sean didn’t speak for a moment as he drummed his fingers on the desk. “Two weeks? No, that's not gonna work. We’re short as it is,” he said, shoving the paper away before he leaned back in his chair. Was he serious? “You're gonna have to make it four weeks and then we'll revisit after that to see if we need you to stay on longer.”
“No. I'm giving you two weeks,” you reiterated, your tone unwavering. You wouldn’t let Sean bully you into staying longer, even as guilt crept up since the place was short-staffed. “That's standard and I can't do more than that. I'm sorry.”
“Oh, no. I'm still in charge and you'll give me four weeks. That’s final,” he argued, waving his hand dismissively as you shrank a bit in your chair. “Unless you have anything else to add, I’ll see you next shift.”
You clasped your hands in your lap to keep from shaking. You didn't expect him to react this way. “No, that’s not final. I can't give you four weeks,” you said as calmly as possible, even as you began to feel more uncomfortable. “I would if I could, but I can't. I’m sorry.”
“Can't or won't?” Sean asked, almost making you jump as he raised his voice. “Listen here, you've been a solid employee and I'm not going to lose you in two weeks or four weeks. Do you understand? And if you don't show up you can forget about ever getting a good recommendation from me. Might as well kiss that ‘opportunity’ of yours goodbye.”
Your eyes burned as your mind flashed back to when you were told you were laid off from your previous job, the compassionate tone of your old boss the opposite of the man in front of you. The situations were different, but both made you feel so small. Especially since Sean was essentially threatening your future endeavors. You refused to cry though.
He wouldn’t witness your tears.
You cleared your throat and maintained your resolve. “Two weeks, Sean. That’s it. I said I’m willing to work as many shifts as I can over the next two weeks, but I can't do more than that. I won’t,” you firmly spoke as his eyes widened. “I really don't want to end this on a bad note, please.”
He pushed himself to his feet as he thrust a finger toward your face as if it would somehow make him appear intimidating to tower over you. It wouldn’t sway you. “Listen here, you little-”
“Is everything okay?”
Andy’s voice made both of you jump as you spun in your chair. He stood in the doorway but didn’t look your way. He trained his gaze on your boss, his normally bright eyes narrow and cold.
Your boss must’ve felt malice in that stare since he sat down immediately. “Oh. Mr. Barber,” he said. Did he know him as a regular customer or merely recognize his status? “It’s just an issue with an employee. This doesn’t concern you.”
“There is no issue,” you corrected him.
“Actually, she’s with me, so it does concern me,” Andy spoke as he took a step into the office, staring your boss down with a clenched jaw. The space no longer felt like Sean’s. It was as if Andy owned it along with everything in it. “If you want to raise your voice at someone, I’m right here. You won’t speak to her that way though. Do you understand?”
The deep timbre almost knocked the air out of your lungs, your heart pounding from Andy defending you.
Sean coughed a bit as color filled his cheeks. He should be embarrassed. “I didn’t realize she was with you. I wouldn’t have…” he trailed off.
Your blood simmered. He wouldn’t have raised his voice at you if he knew you were with Andy. Was this a taste of what things were going to be like? How people were going to treat you moving forward?
“Who she’s with shouldn’t matter. Not to mention, your customers and employees could hear you since your door was open,” Andy added, disappointment thickly laced in his voice. “You said she was a solid employee. Why would you speak to her like that?”
Sean’s eyes flickered to you as you waited for an answer. “We’ve been short-staffed and I’ve been stressing over it. That’s no excuse. I'm sorry,” he said to Andy, making your blood go from simmering to boiling. A customer, a powerful man, got the apology, but not you. “Won’t happen again.”
“Maybe remind yourself to be kind to the people who work for you before you raise your voice again. They’re the ones who keep your business running,” Andy said.
With a hang of his head, your boss sighed. “Two weeks, huh?” He asked, the wind completely out of his sails as you nodded. “Okay. Two weeks it is.”
“Thanks,” you whispered before Andy walked over and held out his hand to help you to your feet. Luckily, you didn’t tremble as you took it and gave it a small squeeze. It was nice that he was on your side.
“And one more thing?” Andy added as Sean glanced up. “I’m not the one you should apologize to.”
You held up your other hand when Sean looked your way and opened his mouth. “No. The only reason you’re going to say you’re sorry is because he’s here,” you stated, looking at Andy momentarily. He responded with an encouraging smile. “And I don’t want an empty apology. You can keep it.”
It was nice that Andy wanted an apology on your behalf, but it wouldn't feel believable.
Sean’s face fell, but he didn’t argue. Up until today, he treated you decently. The pressures of running a business were tough, but he had no reason to take it out on you. At the same time, you felt bad for him.
“But thank you, Sean. You gave me a job when I needed one and I won’t forget that,” you added gently. “I’ll see you next shift.”
“Why don't I meet you outside? I just want one more quick word with your boss,” Andy said as Sean audibly swallowed.
Uh-oh.
“Sure,” you said, the knots in your gut unraveling as you left the two of them alone.
You exhaled as you walked back into the dining area, avoiding the gazes from a few of the customers. Your hand shook as you gave Casey a small wave. At least she didn’t look upset with you.
“Quitting, huh? Lucky duck,” she smiled sadly. “You okay? He had no right speaking to you like that.”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” you nodded, taking another breath. You didn't like anyone raising their voice at you, but you wouldn't allow yourself to dwell on it and didn’t need her to worry. All you could do was make the transition as smooth as possible over the next two weeks. “Didn't expect that kind of reaction. Didn’t expect anyone out here to hear it.”
“Sean’s voice carries and he’s probably just pissed that he’s losing another good one while he’s stuck here,” she guessed, glancing over her shoulder before she added in a whisper, “Oh, and that guy you’re with? He looked furious when he heard him.”
“He did?” You asked, an almost goofy smile appearing on your face.
“Yeah, he did. He had fire in his eyes. Put a bill down, got to his feet, and immediately walked back there. And I wasn’t about to stop him,” she said, her smile widening as she leaned on the counter. “I’d say he’s smitten.”
Your heart skipped a beat. First Estelle, now Casey. Though the latter had no clue about the arrangement. “He’s really something, isn't he?”
“Oh, yeah,” Casey said, straightening up when the employee door swung open.
Andy’s eyes landed on you as he walked through, his eyes soft again as he held out his hand. He also looked pleased with himself. “Ready?”
“Ready,” you said, taking it as you gave Casey a nod. “I’ll see you soon. Hope the rest of your shift is okay.”
“Me, too. See ya,” she said before she went back to assisting other customers.
“You okay?” Andy asked softly as he led you outside.
“I’m fine,” you promised, not wanting him to worry either or get upset. “But what did you say to Sean?”
“Nothing for you to worry about,” he answered, shaking his head. “Listen, I’m sorry if I overstepped by intervening. I just couldn’t let him talk to you like that.”
He easily deflected your question and you decided to let him have that victory for now.
You went in for a hug but kept space for him to breathe. He wrapped his arms tightly around you before you could pull away, your body melting into his. The bustling city around you faded as you focused on the warmth of his firm body. It made you forget all about Sean’s reaction.
“I’m glad you did,” you said, stepping back with a tiny smile. It meant the world that he defended you. “I tried to hold my own.”
“You did. You could've snapped back or walked out, but you didn't. That’s commendable and powerful,” he assured you, his gaze serious. “But I don't care if it’s your boss or a stranger or your best friend, I’m not about to let someone take their frustrations out on you.”
Warmth settled in your chest. You learned something else about Andy today: He truly wouldn't tolerate anyone disrespecting you. He continued to prove that he was a man of his word.
You also experienced firsthand how things worked in his world, how people would bend toward his will. If it was a test, you wouldn’t say you failed since you stood up for yourself. It wouldn’t always be that easy. Whether someone questioned your motives or place with Andy or not, you had to learn to grow a thick skin. Not just for your own benefit, but Andy’s, too.
He needed someone strong by his side.
“Thank you, Andy.”
“And, listen, if you don’t want to work those shifts or if he gives you a hard time-”
“I’ll be fine,” you promised. You doubted Sean would make it a hostile work environment, but you could handle it if there were any issues. “But I think I’d like to go home now.”
Andy blinked and gave you a single nod. “Sure. If that’s what you want.”
Is he disappointed at the thought of me ending the day right now?
You smiled as you tugged him in the direction of his car. “I’d also like you to see my place,” you said, his eyebrows shooting up. It surprised you that you offered, too. “It isn't much, but it’s comfortable. Maybe we can order takeout?”
It wasn’t exactly the ideal way to celebrate, but he shared a piece of himself on the drive over. The least you could do was let him see your apartment. And who knew where the evening would take you?
“Only if you’ll let me pay,” he smiled.
“You're not going to let me pay for anything, are you?” You smiled back.
“Not if I can help it,” he replied, opening the car door. “Let's get you home, honey.”
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We all need a man like Andy. And what's going to happen at the apartment? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️
Masterlist ⚓ Andy Barber Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi
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beyondthegame · 8 months
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CYPRESS DE VERA
THE IDOL
Nickname/also known as: Cy
Physical description: Their light brown skin tone and brown, monolid eyes complement each other perfectly. They have straight dark hair: female Cypress's hair length is past their shoulders, whilst male and non-binary has their hair short but with length on the top. A defined jawline and slight muscular build. Every day, at all times, Cypress wears a necklace with a shield pendant.
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Asexual
Distinctive features: The tiny heart-shaped birthmark on their jaw.
Race: Asian
Ethnicity: Filipino
(Former) position: Box-to-box midfielder
(Former) shirt number: 3
MBTI Type: ISFJ-A
Random fact: Cypress has three younger siblings that they have legal custody for.
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ESTELLE/EVREN/EVEREST ACEVEDO
THE HEIR
Nickname/also known as: Es (for Estelle), Ev for (Evren and Everest), 'The Wild Ace' (by the media)
Physical description: Brown, freckled skin, an infectious smile, dark green/hazel eyes and dark curly hair. Female E's hair is cut into a bob. Male E's hair is short and shaved at the sides. Non-binary E's curly hair sits just above their ears. Their career as a model always ensures they're wearing the latest designer clothing. Additionally, they have several ear piercings.
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Pansexual
Distinctive features: The tiny butterfly tattoo behind their ear and the dimple in their left cheek.
Race: Mixed
Ethnicity: Colombian and Canadian
Favourite sport: Tennis
MBTI Type: ESFP-A
Random fact: E carries a little notebook around with them everywhere in case they get book ideas that need to be jotted down.
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LÉA/LANDO/LAKELYN SANTOS
THE TEAMMATE
Physical description: Brown skin, plump lips and dark upturned eyes. L has tight, coily hair — something they've found extremely difficult to love. L usually sleeks their hair back in a bun. They have a slender build and regularly have their nails painted.
Height: 5'8
Distinctive features: The slit in their left eyebrow.
Race: Black
Ethnicity: Brazilian and British
Position: Attacking left-winger
Shirt number: 7
MBTI Type: ENTJ-T
Random fact: L's pre-match ritual is leaning down and tapping the side of their left boot twice.
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MILAN ST. CLAIR
THE BEST FRIEND
Physical description: Dark skin and dark brown almond-shaped eyes. Usually, they have black Afro hair, but Milan wants their appearance to match their style of tennis — to stand out. So, now they've dyed a streak in their hair honey blonde. Female Milan wears their hair in long cornrows, non-binary Milan wears their hair in twists, and male Milan has a buzzcut fade. They also wear a gold nose ring.
Height: 5'9
Distinctive features: The two beauty spots below their left eye and the platinum blonde streak in their hair.
Race: Black
Ethnicity: British-Jamaican
Tennis idol(s): Serena Williams, Rafael Nadal, Roger Federer & Nick Kyrgios (<- what can Milan say? They like Nick's drama)
MBTI Type: ENFP-T
Random fact: Milan keeps a picture of the two of you in their wallet. It's a picture you took together when you were teenagers, it reminds Milan of where you both started and where you're both heading.
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NIKITA/NAVARRO/NEVADA TALLON
THE RIVAL
Physical description: Dark grey eyes and brown skin. Female N has their dark brown wavy hair down to their torso, non-binary N's hair is nape-length, and male N has short hair swept to the side. N has a bracelet that they always wear, they'll swear it's for comfort, but they know it's their anchor — it brings them a dosage of luck.
Height: 6'0
Sexuality: Demisexual
Race: Mixed
Ethnicity: French and Lebanese
Position: Striker
Shirt number: 11
MBTI Type: ENTP-A (N's an ambivert really)
Random fact: N truly admired you. You turned them into a better player. But when their football dreams were briefly crushed, that admiration disappeared.
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January: Happy Birthday List
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List will be updated as needed... I don't know everybody's birthday, and sometimes, the search engine don't either. I be using Google, and if something's wrong, it's wrong until I figure out the right date. Thank you.
Ones left off in 2024, when I made the list:
Vanity, Sindi Dlathu, Tanyell Waivers, Zaraah Abrahams, Zabryna Guevara, Quen Blackwell, Lanei Chapman, Willow Nightingale
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ineffable-masquerade · 9 months
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omega strikers characters: who does and doesn't have ADHD?
Imma tell u who I think does and doesn't have ADHD in omega strikers. This is based off my dumbass opinion so don't take things I say seriously tho if u do disagree plz tell me what u think
Julliete: Yeah she definitely has ADHD. Hyperfixating on corestrike that much must be due to something
Kai: The fact that his secondary is literally just a speed boost makes me think he doesn't like waiting, so I'm going to say probably.
Estelle: Probably does not have ADHD. Very patient and doesn't hyperfixate on anything.
Dubu: Unknown. He is a hamster. Non human or oni characters cannot be described with human mental disorders.
Atlas: Probably the only character who would not be distracted by a butterfly besides maybe Estelle or octavia who would probably be distracted by how pretty it looks rather than the fact that it's moving. The only character that has zero chance of having ADHD.
Drek'ar: Unknown due to not being a human or oni. Again, see dubu for explanation.
Juno: Unknown. She is a literal mass of slime. See dubu for explanation
Rune: Used to have ADHD before being possessed by a demon from obscura. Kinda messed with his brain a little.
X: Probably brags about the fact that he has several mental disorders, most definitely has ADHD.
Era: She likes butterflies. I feel like I don't have to explain further. She definitely has ADHD.
Luna: C'mon, you know the answer.
Ai.Mi: She was born from ADHD. Molded by it. She comes from the very fabric that is ADHD. She is ADHD cuz she is internet.
Asher: Neurotypical people don't just go gambling without reading the laws and win enough that you get reported to the police, likely has ADHD.
Zentaro: Does not have ADHD. He's just a calm, collected, and cool kid with a sword.
Rasmus: Unknown. Serious exposure to omega probably altered his mind a lot, so I'd say the omega exposure gave him ADHD or worsened ADHD that he already had. He is very tunnel-visioned on his experiments and would probably confuse a butterfly for a cup of coffee if he was thirsty enough.
Vyce: Oddly enough I don't think she has ADHD. Just cuz she likes rock and has a very energetic personality, she doesn't really seem like she has it due to being able to focus on stuff and not really hyperfixating on anything. Side note: Though she probably does drink a lot and has likely kissed the entire adult female portion of the cast at least twice. Maybe has kissed X on accident once.
Octavia: This bitch screams ADHD. Constantly on social media and burning bridges to close people in her life just to pursue something she takes extreme interest in? I am 110% sure that she has ADHD.
Finii: A kid who is bored all the time? Hyper obsesses over bunnies as you can see from her outfit? Literally became a magician just so that she wouldn't be bored all the time? This kid needs some medication imo, definitely has ADHD and her parents need to realize that.
anyways das it I tried to go in order of the characters from memory but i probably messed up somewhere before Ai.Mi and after Drek'ar. lmk your thoughts on this if u see this plz
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that-fanperson-meg · 5 months
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A letter for Estelle comes down her way somehow, and it contains this.
''Hello, Estelle. Happy Halloween.
I wonder if you are feeling sad that you probably have no one around you. Either way, here you have a little muffin for you to eat, that is if. you don't trash it because ''you deserve better''. I got the courtesy to even give you a Nelumbo Nucifera, a flower that represents jealousy, and greed.
I really hope you are happy with your actions. I hope that when you get to Hades, the Reaper Butterflies give you the punishment you deserve.
TK is here with me if you ask. Please do put a step on our property, so I can finish you off for good, you greedy stepstool.
-Fylass.''
WOW- Estelle would be so upset and be offended that someone would send her something like that and almost want to figure out who ‘TK’ and ‘Fylass’ even are…
(Also this is amazing writing and you got Estelle down so well!)
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fulfillingbineeds · 3 months
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"Right, so hang on. So he's going to go back in time. He's going to fall in love with Alisha. Then she dies, and they're gonna be stuck doing it over and over and over again for all of eternity?"
"I think it's dead romantic."
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"I Think It's Dead Romantic." Simon/Alisha Mixtape
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Starcrossed Lovers - Siouxsie and the Banshees
Denial - Sugababes
Shadowplay - Joy Divison
Dance With Me - Estelle
Time is Running Out - Muse
Shiver - Natalie Imbruglia
Falling Away with You - Muse
Here With Me - Dido
Chasing Pavements - Adele
Thinking Of You - Katy Perry
These Things Take Time - The Smiths
There She Goes - The La's
Freak Like Me - Sugababes
Yellow - Coldplay
All I Need - Radiohead
Obsession - MARINA
Lovesong - The Cure
Butterflies and Hurricanes - Muse
Born To Die - Lana Del Rey
Runtime: Approximately 72 Minutes
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I decided to make a Simon/Alisha mixtape last night, and I managed to get it done fairly quickly. It is truly the first time I've ever done something like this. I'm not one to make playlists, especially ones that are organized in a purposeful order. Normally I just throw all the songs in randomly and listen on shuffle. (Yes, I'm sorry, I only listen to music via my Spotify liked songs on shuffle. I'm that type of gal.)
It was a fun experiment doing this. I had to search for a good chunk of the songs. My specific goal for this was to have songs the characters would actually listen to and describe how they feel/experience situations. And to have all the songs released before or during 2011. (When season 3/Simon & Alisha's story ended.)
I already knew the genres that Simon likes. (It's stated in canon on the show and canon media outside of the show.) Alisha was harder, as her music taste isn't stated in canon so I took a guess.
So this mixtape is a blend of Alt. Rock, Post-Punk, Pop and R&B.
The mixtape progresses from the start of Alisha and Superhoodies' first meeting all the way to Simon going back in time. Along with a prelude song (Starcrossed Lovers by Siouxsie and the Banshees) and a conclusion song (Born To Die by Lana Del Rey) (I couldn't help myself, especially after seeing this gif set edit.)
There are 3 songs from Muse's 2003 Absolution on here, and it's the main reason I did this mixtape. They're such Simon/Superhoodie songs. I'm convinced that they were used as inspiration in writing the superhoodie arc, lmao.
Why I added Sugababes' Freak Like Me is meant to represent Alisha coming to understand Simon's Simoness and embracing her own oddities. And the fact the lyrics and vocals on the song scream Alisha while the music and rhythm scream Simon. (It's actually a sample of Tubeway Army's Are 'Friends' Electric?- One of my go-to Simon songs, and it's on my Simon playlist.)
I feel like there might be a few filler songs that didn't necessarily need to be added, but I liked the vibe, so that's why.
And ask away about any other detail on why I added what songs if you want. (Shoot it in my asks, please, and thanks)
Also, sorry for how blurry the text is in the one photo. I wasn't able to fit all the songs in a larger font on it, so it looks a bit crappy. Amature graphic designer here :D
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yangaros · 4 days
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Team UOTR (water) - the team of Ulyssa Azuryn
Some of you may know that I made a RWBY Faunus original character, Ulyssa Azuryn. I wasn’t sure if I was going to create a whole four-member team, but at this point, I should be able to say that I now have an OC team.
Over the past month, I created quick concept arts for three more original characters, with two being Faunus and one being Human. Together with Ulyssa, they form Team UOTR (water):
Ulyssa Azuryn - team leader
Orpine Kim
Estelle Toliman
Rianne Candy
And below is a brief rundown of each member! (Team UOTR Repository/Megapost)
Ulyssa Azuryn - Team UOTR
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Your friendly neighbourhood butterfly-based Faunus. Ulyssa is the leader of Team UOTR, and originates from Vale. Her weapon is the launcher-poleaxe hybrid, Imperator, and her Semblance allows her to create defensive barriers using stored-up energy.
(Ulyssa Azuryn profile)
Orpine Kim - Team UOTR
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Orpine Kim is a huntress hailing from the Kingdom of Mistral, specifically the city of Argus. She is a Faunus, with her trait being mouse ears. Her Semblance is Wandering Dreams, which allows her to "impart" a memory into a target and make them experience a dream based on that memory the next time they fall asleep. She has two weapons, a sword (Soul) and a bow (Spirit) that takes the form of a scabbard by default.
(Orpine Kim profile)
Estelle Toliman - Team UOTR
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Estelle Toliman is born in Mistral, to a father from Atlas and a mother who is a Mistrali native. She is the only Human member of Team UOTR, which is further symbolized by her weapon taking the form of a flashlight (she would depend more on other tools for better or night vision than her teammates). Her Semblance, Light Redirection, allows her to control how matter interacts with light and therefore gives her the ability to manipulate properties such as transparency.
(Estelle Toliman profile)
Rianne Candy - Team UOTR
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Rianne Candy is a huntress born in the flying city of Atlas. She is a Faunus with the trait of blue-ringed octopus chromatophores, which appear as black-and-blue rings. Her weapons are dual knife-revolver hybrids, and her Semblance lets her create one clone of a person she has strong memories of.
(Rianne Candy profile)
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agentmika · 1 year
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thank u thank u thank u @raylangivins​ for tagging me in not 1, not 2, but 3 fun tag games! fr tho I haven’t done one in ages and doing this one tonight has been really fun :) 1. picrew game (this is like. a mix of how I dress + how I want to dress. also my hair is a bit longer than this but this was most accurate!)
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2. shuffle my on repeat playlist and post the first 10 tracks 1. This Year - The Mountain Goats
2. Through Me (The Flood) - Hozier
3. Cleaning Out The Rooms - Sea Power
4. The Internet - Jon Bellion
5. What’s Your Name? - Doechii
6. The Time Is Now - Futuristic
7. Can’t Help Myself - Sir the Baptist, Saint Ashleey, Estelle, MC Lyte, Syleena Johnson, Ann Nesby, The Boys & Girls Club of the Gulf Coast 
8. Up the Wolves - The Mountain Goats
9. Subaru Crosstrek XV - Hobo Johnson
10. Countdown - Beyoncé
(I'm surprised I only got 1 hozier song considering the entire EP is in my top 10 on this playlist rn)
3. this questionnaire:
Tea, coffee, or soda? depends on the day but at this point in my life I’d prob pick coffee Dogs or cats? cats :))) Can you play any instrument? I have a very simple jingle bells memorized on piano as well as smoke on water basics on acoustic guitar. but if I wasn’t making caveats I would simply say no but I really really want to learn how to What's your sun sign? taurus babyyy First song lyrics that pops into your head? HONey you’re familiar like my mirror years agoOOOOoOoo, ideALISm sits innnn prisonnn, chivalRY fell on its SwORD Do you have any tattoos? no but I am interested in getting at least one someday Favorite place you've travelled? I really loved my first time in Edinburgh this past year What's the last movie you've watched? You People What languages do you speak? English, Spanish, can count in French as well as a few basic phrases, and I know the word for butterfly in like 5 languages  Do you have any hobbies? taking a note from mo, I will also note that I have many hobbies but one I think you wouldn't guess from my blog is that I’m a runner! I did track and ran hurdles and sprint events for years and I still like to run now :) I think a half-marathon might be in my future tbh You can hang out with one fictional character for an hour, who do you choose? way WAY too many coming to mind rn so I’m going to add a spin on this and say from podcast: Hera, from TV: Castiel, from books: Jesper Fahey, from movie: Em Haywood.  Compliment yourself: I’m a pretty good artist 
likewise tagging for any or all of these: @thetrial​ @fan-art-ic​ @essential-npc​ @sistermp3​ @cor-aeterna​ @davidfosterwallaceandgromit​ @quinnfabreys​ @yellghoul​ @realpersonfacts​ @rebeccabinch​
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ladyblueberrymuffin · 2 months
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In Which Percy and Nico Actually Talk About Their Feelings
I found him in the woods, by a big dark oak, readying his gear for capture the flag. He actually smiled when he saw me. That was new.
“Just like the good old days, huh, Percy?”
“Only this time we're playing on opposite teams.”
His grin turned impish.
“What do you think I was referring to?”
I laughed, and he laughed when I laughed. Has it really been so long? It feels like yesterday he was that hyperactive kid with the stars in his eyes. I didn't realize how much I missed seeing him like that—happy. Genuinely happy.
Maybe that's why I've been avoiding him all this time.
Laughter died in my throat, and he noticed.
“What's wrong?”
“Listen, I just wanted to say...” I rubbed the back of my neck. I was never that good at talking about feelings. “I'm sorry, Nico. For... not being there. I guess I wasn't ready for that kind of responsibility.” I sighed, feeling like something was pressing on my chest. “I've never had to... look after someone. I mean, I've had Tyson, but that's different. And now, with Estelle—“
He put his hand on my shoulder, stopping my rambling in it's tracks.
“Percy, it's fine.” He smiled. “Like, actually fine. You did look after me. Without you I'd never realize Minos was playing me. When Bianca died, you were the only person who comforted me. You rescued me out of Tartarus.” He looked me in the eyes, tilting his head, like he couldn't believe how stupid I was being. “Dude, you invited me to your birthday.”
I still couldn't shake the guilt off.
“That whole thing the arai showed you... I'm sorry for thinking that.”
His smile disappeared. “It's fine. I know I was an annoying kid.”
“Dude, I was an annoying kid! You weren't even half as obnoxious as I was when I was your age.”
Nico narrowed his eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“I don't believe that.”
“My teachers hated me.”
“I know. Alecto complains about you a lot.”
Of course she does.
“This one time,” I whispered to him, like I was sharing some forbidden knowledge, “she sent me to the chalkboard, and she was getting so frustrated I couldn't solve the problem, she went 'Now, honey, that equation is so simple an idiot could solve it'.”
Nico nodded.
“And you turned to look her straight in the eyes and said, 'Then why won't you?'.”
My eyes went wide.
“She told you that?!”
“Hello, prince of the Underworld? There are no secrets I don't know about.”
I rolled my eyes. I suppose if any demigod deserved a boost to his self-esteem, it was Nico. Even if it made him a little smug.
“Look, point is, if you ever need to talk, I'm here, alright?”
He beamed at me, and his eyes looked shinier than before.
“I know.”
I smiled.
“Good.”
“There is actually something I wanted to tell you for a long time,” he said, his face turning serious.
I felt my body tensing up. If he was about to tell me he stumbled into yet another evil plot, I was making a formal complaint to the Fates.
“Shoot,” I said, feeling a little nervous.
“You're a son of Poseidon, right?”
I looked at him.
“Uhm... yeah, you know that, why?”
His eyes sparked mischievously.
“So... can you surf really well or not?”
“Oh my gods!”
“I'm curious!” He laughed, running off to his team. “By the way, we're gonna destroy you, straight boy!”
“Don't count on it, you little gremlin!” I yelled after him, my cheeks hurting from the huge smile on my face.
This is a fragment of a bigger fic I'm writing. It retells the story of Heroes of Olympus if some time traveler went back in time and stomped on a bunch of butterflies.
By which I mean some divergence points are wild. Piper had a Disney Channel show. And Leo has an even more tragic backstory.
I'm currently covering the events of The Lost Hero, but people liked my posts about Percy and Nico, so here's a sneek peek of stuff that I might never get to cover. This would take place after Nico's confession, which would also happen differently than in the book.
You can read it here.
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inku-dorima · 10 months
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This is how the Bonnet family gets along with the other neighbors.
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With Wally... Emmm... It's self-explanatory. With Frank it's more than obvious he'd get along, Frank would be like, "Oh you're a butterfly? Let's be friends."
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Little Estelle is a 2-year-old baby, so she would keep her distance from Wally. Wally scares her sometimes. With howdy, I think she would feel a kind of appreciation and admiration.
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With Blossom's husband.... He would feel jealous of howdy, he would feel howdy flirting with Blossom and would keep his distance.
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eilinelsghost · 11 months
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An excerpt from Grief in All Her Guises
Part 2 of the Atandil Series
Finrod laughed and lay back in the grass. “Ela!” he breathed as he looked up at the night sky and beckoned for Balan to join him. “Do you see him there?” he drew a pattern in the stars above them as Balan moved to lie beside him. “Menelmacar, the Swordsman of the Sky.”
“No, where are you pointing?”
“There.” He shifted so his line of sight was closer to Balan’s. “There are three stars a hand’s width over the tree-line, brighter than their sisters about them. Do you see?”
“I believe so.” Balan tried to focus as his mind still worked to grasp what he had experienced.
“Those are his belt. Now follow the furthest upwards and you’ll find his blade raised in charge.”
“Yes, I see it.”
“Then cross here and the curve of his shield wards the skies.”
“Mendelcar?”
“Menelmacar,” he corrected, “heaven’s warrior.” The finger moved further along the sky, itself luminous where it caught the moonlight, and Balan felt again the unsettling presence of a second thought within his own as the image of a dim huddle of stars rose ahead of the finger’s path to illumine what Finrod outlined. “This is Itseloktë.”
“Itselot—Itseloktë.” He turned the word over on his tongue and added it to the list of recitations. “Itseloktë. What does it mean?”
“It…how would you say it in your tongue…insects, perhaps? Gnats? Nay, flies would be nearer, I deem. The fly cluster.” He glanced over at Balan with a grin as the adan snorted despite himself. “Our Sindarin kin name it better. Remmirath they call it, the Netted Stars: a mesh of those jewels that alone are fit to crown the head of Tintallë.”
Balan recalled waking beside the embers and seeing the visions flowing out from Nóm’s song: among them was a woman measurelessly tall, strong beyond reckoning, wrapped in a mantle of twilit blue that reached beyond the horizon, that was the horizon. Light spilled out from her and he closed his eyes against the brilliance of the memory.
“Varda Elentári, our Lady of Light, who wove the stars into their celestial dance and set their steps in a sign of doom. Anarríma, Soronúmë, Telumendil, Wilwarin…”
“Butterfly.” Balan reflexively named the translation under his breath and Finrod laughed.
“Yes, the evening’s butterfly.” He pointed to a distant stretch of sky. “There he flits above the mountains: a wing here, another just there.”
“I see it.” Balan raised his hand toward the patterned stars and his finger rested lightly against the other’s. He lingered as long as he dared, then shifted their hands together toward the north. “And what of this one?” he asked as he dropped his arm back onto the grass. “Have you a name for it?”
“We do.”
“I’ve been drawn to it as long as I can remember, ever since I was a boy,” Balan continued as the other did not elaborate. “Some nights when I can’t sleep I’ll sit outside and follow it through the sky. It steadies me, I know not how.”
“It is the Valacirca,” Finrod said after a long silence, his voice quiet, “the Sickle of the Valar. It was set there in the heavens ere your people or mine awakened, as a sign of that truth which we hold in estel: it is Light that shall endure, not Darkness.” He turned his face toward the other and studied Balan’s profile outlined against the tangle of stars. “And I confess, my friend, it gladdens my heart to find this is shared between us as well: many of those nights when you watched its path, we would have kept vigil together. Ever have I looked to those same stars in times of despair to recall that all works of the Dark are for naught. That they will, as was said at the first Music, be but an instrument of things yet more wonderful than those it sought to destroy.”
“And that comforts you?”
“It does—to know we are creatures of the One who is Goodness, and from whose works must ultimately come joy, if not happiness. Lost on the ice before the sun’s first rising, when I came nearest to forsaking hope, even then I looked up through the bitter cold and behold! I saw the Seven Stars rise triumphant in the north, crowning the work of Eru to which Morgoth Bauglir shall never lay full claim, and over which he shall never triumph. In that hour I knew, as I answer you now,” he returned his finger briefly to Balan’s forehead in reminder of the question he addressed, “we are not abandoned.”
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22776 · 4 months
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Saki Tenma names / pronouns / titles :
Sol[ara/aris], Alar (masc) / Elara (fem ), Polaris, Leo[nie], Astra, Aurora, Luna, Ariel, Callisto, Dia[na/ne], Luciel, Cassie, Estelle, Vita, Delia
✨/✨, 🫧/🫧, so/la, ti/do, tink/tinks, drip/drops, joy/joys, pop/pops, love/loves, flit/flutters, ve/vir
the ever shining social butterfly, (prns) who is full of wishes, the young fashionista, the beacon of hope / happiness, the beloved friend
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harpersato · 11 months
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GENERAL INFORMATION
Full Name: Harper Estelle Sato Nicknames: Harp, Harps, Sato Age: 25 years old Birthdate: August 5th, 1997 Birthplace: Denver, Colorado Current Residence: Downtown Cape May Gender/Pronouns: Gender-Fluid | She/They Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Relationship Status: Single Occupation(s): Tour Boat Guide | Cashier, Love Saves The Day | Delivery Driver, Fleur en Fleur
APPEARANCE
Faceclaim: Jessie Mei Li Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Chestnut Height: 5'2" | 157 cm. Weight: 105 lbs. | 48 kg. Build: Slim/Petite Complexion: Beige skin, with neutral undertones Accent: Standard American, with hints of New York City + Oxford English Spoken Languages: English + Spanish Tattoos: 3 | A crescent moon + floral bouquet on their left wrist, the mandarin symbols for courage and clarity behind their right + left ear, and a series of small butterflies on their ribcage Piercings: 2 | Ear (Lobe + Helix), Nose (Septum + Nostrils) Scent: Vanilla, jasmine + chamomile
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Energetic, Optimistic, Vibrant Negative Traits: Capricious, Naive, Quixotic Likes: Astrology, bubble tea, Halloween, kittens, vintage clothing Dislikes: Cold weather, feeling rushed, hospitals, small dark spaces Fears: Clowns, needles, thunderstorms, losing loved ones Zodiac: Leo Sun, Aries Moon, Libra Rising Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff MBTI: ENFP | The Campaigner Enneagram: 7W6 | The Enthusiast Moral Alignment: Neutral Good Temperament: Sanguine Labels: The Halcyon, The Saccharine, The Astrophile
BACKGROUND
Not much is known of Harper’s life, prior to her adoption. Not that there would have been all much to know; she was barely a month old when proceedings were finalized, and brought back to the Sato household. While there has always been a certain curiosity on Harper’s part to know of her lineage, it isn’t something that has played much of a role in her life. She is a Sato. She has always been a Sato. As far as she is concerned, nothing else matters.
With a deceased father and a chronically absent mother, the Sato siblings were all but left to raise themselves. For as long as she can remember, it has always been the two of them against the world. Brodie and Harper. Harper and Brodie. Despite the age-gap between them, you would be hard-pressed to find a pair of siblings as close as they have always been. Sure, they didn’t always have much, but they had each other, and that was enough.
They don't talk about it much now, but the time without Brodie were the hardest. With the peacemaker of the family away at UPenn, that often left the youngest Sato to fend for herself. In her attempts to navigate an increasingly volatile home environment, she managed find work at a local coffee shop, working as much and as hard as possible. With a clear end goal in mind, they saved enough money to relocate across the country, moving in with Brodie following the end of his first year of college.
Harper had never been particularly inclined towards her education, and the idea of going to college was an equally unappealing prospect. The time and money it would require would have been well spent elsewhere. They would have much preferred spending their time doing… well, anything, really. But Brodie had been particularly insistent, and Harper, eventually intrigued by the prospecting of seeing as much of the world as possible, set her sights on the bright lights of the Big Apple.
A member of the Columbia University's 2022 graduating class, the world was truly at Harper's fingertips. Their college years were a period marked by adventure, excitement and general merriment, one that culminated in a year studying abroad at the University of Oxford. For reasons both professional and personal, the latter experience had been the pinnacle of her undergraduate education, and she hadn't particularly eager to let it go. But with a quickly-expiring student visa, and no career prospects to keep her across the pond, she returned to the United States. They were devastated to go back, mostly on account of having to leave one particular person behind. Initially seeking refuge in the company of their big brother, Harper has been residing in Cape May ever since, attempting to figure out what's next, and trying to enjoy all that comes with it.
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JANUARY Celebrity Birthdays & Events
January Birthdays: 
Celebrity Birthdays: Here’s to everybody who made it another year and everybody we remember having birthdays when they were here.
Capricorn Stars (Dec 22-Jan 19)  
1: Josette Simon 2: Erica Hubbard, Renée Elise Goldsberry | 3: Angelique Perrin, Nicole Beharie | 4: Jill Marie Jones, Miss Tina Lawson, Lenora Crichlow, Alexandra Grey, Coco Jones, Sindi Dlathu | 5: Ms. Juicy Baby, Olunike Adeliyi  | 6: Betty Gabriel, Jacqueline Moore, Tiffany Pollard, Armelia McQueen, Tanyell Waivers | 7: Zora Neale Hurston, Blue Ivy Carter, Ruth Negga, Sofia Wylie, Zaraah Abrahams | 8: Ryan Destiny, Butterfly McQueen, Cynthia Erivo, Shirley Bassey | 9: Amber Ruffin, Anais Lee/Mirabel Lee, Flo Milli |
10: Kathleen Bradley, Sisi Stringer, Teresa Graves | 11: Kim Coles, Mary J. Blige, Adepero Oduye, Aja Naomi King, Amiyah Scott | 12: Cynthia Addai Robinson, Issa Rae, Erinn Westbrook, Naya Rivera, Amerie, Zabryna Guevara | 13: Andy Allo, Janet Hubert, Shonda Rhimes | 14: Vonetta McGee, Adjoa Andoh, Emayatzy Corinealdi | 15: Regina King, Kellita Smith, Sanai Victoria | 16: Sade Adu, Aaliyah, FKA Twigs, Debbie Allen | 17: Eartha Kitt, Indya Moore, Michelle Obama, Ann Wolfe | 18: Ashleigh Murray, Estelle, Samantha Mumba, Quen Blackwell | 19: Simone Missick, Lidya Jewett, Shaunette Renee Wilson | 20: Rukiya Bernard 
Aquarius Stars (Jan 20-Feb 18) 
22: Dwan Smith 23: Lanei Chapman 24: Kenya Moore, Tatyana Ali | 25: Jenifer Lewis, Tati Gabrielle, Ariana DeBose, Alicia Keys, Etta James, Willow Nightingale | 26: Angela Davis, Anita Baker, Bessie Coleman, Ciera Payton, Desiree Burch, Sasha Banks, Zara Cully | 27: Betty Adewole  | 28: Tyra Ferrell | 29: Oprah Winfrey | 30: Jody Watley, Kylie Bunbury | 31: Peppermint, Kerry Washington
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January Events:
1: New Year’s Day, Haitian Independence Day, Last Day of Kwanzaa | 2: Science Fiction Day | 24: World Day for Afrodescendant Culture
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