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He/Him
25 YEARS OLD
November
21
Scorpio
New York, NY
Heterosexual
Enforcer + Mechanic
TAG WITH @quin
QUIN SALVATOR
I might be in too much debt with the hell in my head. I'm way too aggressive...
[attr="class","vacantwrapqs"] [attr="class","vacantborder"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwo"] [attr="class","vacantpatternqs"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsqs"]My blood is boiling
but I'm cold and I can't breathe; But it's dark and I can't see. | [attr="class","vacantholderqs"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsqs"]My mind is racing. I'm scared and I can't speak. So tired, but I can't dream. Feeling everything at once, no black or white.
Nothing's wrong,
but nothing's right. | [attr="class","vacantspaceqs"] [attr="class","vacantpostqs"] [attr="class","vacantdecoqs"]☠ There was the soft tapping of his fingers on the the glass, a soft thumping of the bass of the song he had playing. He knew he had to wait, but his patience for her was significantly longer. He was simply telling her he was out front to get her, car already warmed against the frosty afternoon weather in place and softly humming with the engine’s purr. While he waited, he mindless tapped to some mobile game he kept to play with his roommate, he couldn’t help the habit since it kept his mind off the soft cravings in the back of his mind for the nicotine he use to burn up for his lungs or the racing thoughts that sometimes easily sent him for a loop. Maybe that’s why he so easily waited on her, she was always taking care of him, but half the time he couldn’t help but think how he helps her and drew up only like a point or two before blanks. Instead of lingering on it and making himself feeling shittier than he already did about himself, he chose to do small things like this. Pick her up from work. Buy her favorite ice cream when she was low. Give her their one day off together to hang out in peace. Make sure no one fucks with her or hurt her. She was his closest friend, even if he says it very little. He was always someone that was less talk and more just do. He rather just be there physically than only offer words that call out under someone so easily. But for once his mind wasn’t racing like it usually did when he stayed away from her. No, now it was more on quiet and slow, but that was the relaxing part of them maybe. She was the one always trying to get him to stable out and it worked, much to his disbelief as he didn’t think he was fixable. Well, maybe he just able to shrug off he was fucked up person and able to fake he was alright. But whatever it was, he was okay with it since it worked. Since he as some semblance of his shit being together again after losing it at the loss of his closest friend. Stable job, a place to call home, some of the best meals at home with occasional grabs for take out, like today. Since his friends cleared the fridge of the leftovers the moment he texted them about it. They were even more crazy about her cooking than he was the first time he had come back home… Well, then again, that was debatable. He pretty much made himself sick how he scarfed down food on that night. They at least keep it down when they go at it. But they never complain about it, just like him. Adrian had them under her thumb the moment she threatened she wouldn’t cook or bake for any of them, more so cook for himself since he was rarely wanting sweets. Still, she baked him things that weren’t as sweet so he could at least enjoy some baked goods and he really did appreciate it from her. It was better than all the things his exes tried to get him to eat. Way better the sickening sweets and very rough failures where things were just every so slightly wrong enough to fuck up the entire recipe. Not like he could judge, he only could cook well enough to fend off starvation. There was no guarantee it’d be good. The shadow at the passenger side door had him looking up and putting his phone down, recognizing the bright hair and the chiming of her voice as car’s door thunked open. “Hey, kid. Any crazy updates since texting you?” He asked as he waited for her to settle in the seat before he was going to put the car in gear and get them heading home and maybe picking up their food along the way. | [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmove"] [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabqstext"]lil dicky - molly
[attr="class","vacantmove2"] [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabqstext"]he just casually thinking about her and all [attr="class","vacantimgborderqs"] [attr="class","vacantimgqs"] |
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Inactive
call me Adrian
She/Her
24 YEARS OLD
June
4
Gemini
New York, NY
pansexual
Medic + Clinic APRN
TAG WITH @adrian
ADRIAN DE'REGE
I don't be here, not without you.
[nospaces] [attr="class","colorBG"] [attr="class","colorHead"] [attr="class","colorText1"]my dear don’t unfold me –– [attr="class","colorText2"]I’m colored in again, in you –– [attr="class","colorBack"] [attr="class","color1"]  [attr="class","color2"] [attr="class","colorWay"] [attr="class","colorBody"] [attr="class","colorPost"] Busied in the back explaining to one of her coworkers about the most recent patient and what medication to be sent over, she didn’t hear the subtle tapping on the window. Its attention catching instead the nurse stationed at the front desk who glanced up and immediately recognized Quin for who he was, a small smile and wave to acknowledge she’d seen him with the understanding she’d let Adrian know. “Adrian!” Once Quin had disappeared the nurse leaned back in her chair and looked over at their pinked haired APRN. “Boy toy’s outside and waiting for you.” The woman grinned and Adrian only blinked before a smile like the sun broke out on her face, followed by a laugh. [break] [break] They’re all familiar with him, rough looking guy who belonged more in a biker gang or just some gang in general than roommate to their coworker who’s personality shined brighter than the sun most days. They’d been wary of him, side eyes and whispers when he came in the first couple times, haggard and tired looking and a smile that couldn’t be bothered even out of polite courtesy. No, instead the most they got was a glance and other days he was covered in grease that only made them question it more. But then he brought her things, stuff she’d forgotten or the times she’d complained she craved a certain something that was too far for any of them to drive and get or even for delivery; he was showing up with whatever she desired in hand. [break] [break] His fate was sealed when he cracked a rare smile when his tiny bubblegum pink roommate had bounded up to him, bouncing away and chatting his ear off and the entire staff got to see his face soften in a way they hadn’t before. He was smitten and likely didn’t even know it. But oh, the rest of the staff did. After realizing he had no intention of beating up everyone in the building, nor even raising a hand in the vicinity of Adrian’s workplace, they began to tease relentlessly. [break] [break] His newest and probably most accurate nickname was courtesy of Julia and now he was simply known as boy toy to the entire staff— even to the male staff. [break] [break] Adrian was harder, despite her open-book nature and expressive face it was difficult to see where anyone stood once you tried looking past the friendship marker. She treated everyone kindly and with near identical enthusiasm. She bounced when she was happy, she bounced in front of customers and her other coworkers. Aside from being her friend no one really knew where they stood because she considered everyone her friend, boy toy included and that’s about as much as they ever got out of her: they’re friends. [break] [break] “Alright, alright, alright,” Adrian blinked as Julia snatched the tablet away from her hands, her stern expression melting away to a smile. “Boy toy is waiting. Your shift ended—” The brunette checked her watch, “Six minutes ago. Now go.” [break] [break] “Six minutes, woe the time clock will yell at me,” Adrian rolls her eyes before relenting to her coworker who was taking over the rest of the shift before heading to the back to gather her things. Stomach rumbling loudly she tossed her things together, tugging on her jacket as she nudges open the exit. “Bye!” Waving back at the others as they all waved in return before resuming their work alongside probably talking about Quin. Whenever he showed up they talked about him endlessly and Adrian couldn’t help but be amused by it. [break] [break] “I’m sooo hungry,” The door snapped shut as she settled herself in the passenger seat, “Please tell me it’s ready and we’re going to get it?” She pulled her lower lip out in a pout, but her gaze was easily taken by his phone and the game he was playing— a game she was trying to beat his score at still. Without a word she stole it from his hands ( he was going to be driving anyway! No phones while driving!) and closing the game out to ruin his score ( with a smile to boot). “You’re not allowed a higher score, I still haven’t beaten the other!” It comes out as a small, joking whine and she slumps in her seat, resisting the urge to shift until she could rest her head or some part of herself against him. [break] [break] // QUIN SALVATOR [attr="class","colorFoot"] [attr="class","colorWay"] ulla [newclass=.colorBG]width:400px;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorHead]height:100px;background:#ddd;width:400px;overflow:hidden;line-height:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorWay]background:linear-gradient(45deg, #e67ca3, #ffa7c7,#ddd);height:100px;width:500px;margin-left:-1000px;transition:.8s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorFoot]background-color:#ddd;height:10px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorFoot .colorWay]background:linear-gradient(45deg, #ddd, #e67ca3, #ffa7c7);float:right;margin-right:-600px;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBG:hover .colorWay]margin-left:0px;transition:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBG:hover .colorFoot .colorWay]margin-right:0px;transition:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorText1]color:#fff;font-family:source sans pro;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;text-shadow:#aaa 1px 0,#aaa 0 1px,#aaa -1px 0,#aaa 0 -1px;float:left;margin-left:70px;transition:.5s;transition-delay:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorText2]color:#fff;font-family:source sans pro;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;text-shadow:#c0516b 1px 0,#c0516b 0 1px,#c0516b -1px 0,#c0516b 0 -1px;float:left;margin-top:-100px;opacity:0;margin-left:90px;transition:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBG:hover .colorText1]opacity:0;margin-left:90px;transition:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBG:hover .colorText2]opacity:1;margin-left:50px;transition:.3s;transition-delay:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.color1]float:left;margin-left:5px;opacity:.9999;-webkit-filter:grayscale(100%);-webkit-clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);transition:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.color2]float:left;opacity:.5;margin-left:-20px;-webkit-filter:grayscale(100%);-webkit-clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);transition:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBack]background-color:#fff;width:190px;margin-right:-30px;float:right;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(11% 0%, 100% 0%, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(13% 0%, 100% 0%, 87% 100%, 0% 100%);margin-top:-100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBody]padding:10px;width:380px;background-color:#fff;-webkit-filter:grayscale(100%);[/newclass] [newclass=.colorPost]font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;border-left:#ffa7c7 2px solid;margin:20px;padding:5px;padding-left:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorPost b]color:#e67ca3;[/newclass] [newclass=.colorBG:hover .color1,.colorBG:hover .color2, .colorBG:hover .colorBody]-webkit-filter:grayscale(0%);transition:1s;[/newclass] [googlefont=Source Sans Pro]
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played by
Heretic
POSTS
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Inactive
He/Him
25 YEARS OLD
November
21
Scorpio
New York, NY
Heterosexual
Enforcer + Mechanic
TAG WITH @quin
QUIN SALVATOR
I might be in too much debt with the hell in my head. I'm way too aggressive...
[attr="class","vacantwrapqs"] [attr="class","vacantborder"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwo"] [attr="class","vacantpatternqs"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsqs"]My blood is boiling
but I'm cold and I can't breathe; But it's dark and I can't see. | [attr="class","vacantholderqs"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsqs"]My mind is racing. I'm scared and I can't speak. So tired, but I can't dream. Feeling everything at once, no black or white.
Nothing's wrong,
but nothing's right. | [attr="class","vacantspaceqs"] [attr="class","vacantpostqs"] [attr="class","vacantdecoqs"]☠ He blinked at her when she snatched the phone out his hand, then a huff of a laugh came out of him as fixed himself in his seat to drive. He was used to her antics when it came to their gaming, she was always finding ways to break his goal in it, whether it was just her competitiveness on his mobile games or distracting him by, well, other means. But what would been met with an annoyed look from him just came off as cute when it’s her doing it. He couldn't resist a smile or laugh over it. “Well, I had to do something while I waited. You said come earlier.” The soft upward tug was on his lips as he pulled for the seat belt, knowing if he didn’t she yell seat belt at him till it was buckled around him. “And I called the food in about an hour ago and said I’d be there to pick it up at 5:15 so it’ll be fresh. I already had the ice cream put in the freezer at home.” His hands paused on the gear while she followed his action to buckle in, only putting them into motion once the click hit his ears. He may not care for his own safety, but hers, god was he keen on making sure she was since they’ve become friends again. “And if it’s not ready when we get there, you can give them shit for it. Let them know you want the food now.” He carefully maneuvered them out of the hospital parking lot and was turning on to familiar streets to get their food before tucking up in their apartment. He knew she wasn’t the type to be like that though. She very had the want to snap on someone unless they really, really deserved it. Even then, she sometimes gave the benefit of the doubt. Meanwhile, anyone that was dumb enough to see his natural impassive expression and go ‘mess with them’. We know the one, the one where is just screams ‘I’m either an asshole or having a really bad day. Or both.’ That was the face he wore more often. And usually, it had people just trying to get him out as quickly as possible to not set him off. It wasn’t like he really was a time bomb… Maybe a little bit. But he was trying to be a bit better about things, letting himself get more patient and calm thanks to Adrian’s worries and coaxing. Especially when his rage came with a follow-up wave of depressive and guilty spiral over how messed up his life has been for him. But he was doing better. Most his reasons for anger was left behind them and this was both their fresh starts in life. It’s been treating them well. For now, at least. He wasn’t the hopeful one out of the two, but at least he can admit that things are, for the most part, okay. Ends were being met, they were living, and they didn’t have worry about much. And that worked just fine for him as he stood now. The pickup of food was at least painless, though, grabbing their bagged burgers and fries passing it over to Adrian (partly for her to get in on some free fry picking while he got them to their apartment). “Here you go. I told them to put the pickles on the side for you.” He teased again at her as he got them going. It would only be a few more moments before they’d be ushering themselves out of the chilled parking garage and into the elevator that took them inside. | [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmove"] [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabqstext"]p!atd - don't threaten me with a good time
[attr="class","vacantmove2"] [attr="class","vacanttabqs"] [attr="class","vacanttabqshov"] [attr="class","vacanttokenqs"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabqstext"]he's so dumb for her [attr="class","vacantimgborderqs"] [attr="class","vacantimgqs"] |
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Deva
POSTS
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Inactive
call me Adrian
She/Her
24 YEARS OLD
June
4
Gemini
New York, NY
pansexual
Medic + Clinic APRN
TAG WITH @adrian
ADRIAN DE'REGE
I don't be here, not without you.
[nospaces] [attr="class","colorBG"] [attr="class","colorHead"] [attr="class","colorText1"]my dear don’t unfold me –– [attr="class","colorText2"]I’m colored in again, in you –– [attr="class","colorBack"] [attr="class","color1"] [attr="class","color2"] [attr="class","colorWay"] [attr="class","colorBody"] [attr="class","colorPost"] Delight left her lips in the form of a small noise from the back of her throat the moment Quin passed the bag of food over to her to hold. He was willingly forfeiting fries and he knew it, so Adrian didn't bother to waste a second once she'd settled it so it wouldn't fall from her lap. One hand in the bag and pulling out a handful of fries, two immediately stuffed into her mouth while she offered one over to Quin. Jutting her hand in front of his mouth and tapping it's potato goodness against his lips for him to bite and take from her. [break] [break] She split it up like so for the short ride home, two fries for her and one for him until they'd arrived. Then the food was passed over to him so she could gather her things from work. As much as she enjoyed and loved her job, it was still tiring and left her as such. The ride up she pressed her forehead into Quin's arm to stifle a yawn then tilted her cheek to rub it against the same spot (a form of affection she'd like to think).[break] [break] So when the doors dinged and slid open she trailed behind him and fumbled with keys to unlock the door. And home never felt so good than when you got home from work or a long trip. Dumping her jacket and purse (plus keys) on the small wooden trunk beside the door. [break] [break] She'd shower and change after they ate. Instead she shuffled to the kitchen to grab paper plates and ketchup along with Quin's preferred dipping before setting it on the small coffee table in front of the tv. “Thank you," she leaned over to press a kiss against his cheek. Because he didn't have to go and get them food nor pick her or it up for them. And though she wouldn't admit it or say it aloud (because she knew it made him feel guilty) she still had lingering feelings of worry and anxiety that he'd leave again. Though they were both within this new movement, for him to be fighting and doing things similar to the gang he'd formed.[break] [break] Adrian wasn't stupid for all the ignorant ways she came off or acted, she knew Quin itched for the fight. The thrill or perhaps the adrenaline rush? Whatever it was, it was almost like a sirens call to him - he never wanted to turn it down. It scared her, made her worry over him and fret for his safety. And though she thought she was prepared (she only studied over four years of her life for this) she still felt helpless. She could patch up the wounds but for all her skills she couldn't save someone who was destined for death's door. And if he came out okay what about the mental scars and wounds? (Panicked, should she have studied psychology as well? Should she have double majored? Oh, why hadn't she thought of it sooner?)[break] [break] Too caught up in her thoughts she blinked when she felt him nudge her, blue eyes finding his dark ones. “What? Oh," the outstretched hand of his holding soda and she grabbed it to take a sip herself. She caught the look of concern but instead set the cup aside. “What're we watchin’? Commercials?" She glanced at the TV and fumbled for the remote. Half the time they watched anything they ended up finishing the food before the show even got to resume. Now, she tried to keep shows or movies recorded so they could skip it. [break] [break] “I want a bath after and you're joining me." Because she was still afraid to lose him and tonight she'd stay glued to his side (more than usual). 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