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sarahlizziewrites · 3 months

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WIP Intro: Chrissie's of London

"So charmed to meet you. Oh me? I'm Mr Chrissie, and you can be forgiven for not knowing me, though my name is in big golden glittering letters on the side of the building. Cost a fortune, they do. I should know."

1923 - Towering above the London skyline, on the side of the hotel they call the Jewel of the Strand, is the name on everyone’s lips: Chrissie’s of London.

Silas Chrissie is also - literally - on everyone’s lips, but his hedonistic lifestyle is thrown into turmoil when Amanda Suffolk checks into the hotel. She’s an American fashion model, hard to get, and is about to paint a target on the back of one of Silas’ cream suits.

Chrissie is joined by his long-suffering accountant, Miss Cramps, and his old-friend-turned-shape-shifting-felon, Jacques, as he navigates magic, betrayal, a mountain of issues, and a love triangle that spans multiple dimensions.

Themes/genres:

historical, surrealism, multiverse theory, lgbtqia+, adventure

Things I get excited about with this WIP:

Romance - Chrissie gets cursed and told he needs to find his 'true love' to break the curse. What the hell does that even mean, anyway? He's never been in love, but lately he's been developing complicated feelings for both his best friend and his accountant. Which one is he 'supposed' to fall for? Somewhere along the way - and almost too late - he realises there's room for both. My jazz age polycule live forever in my heart, born organically from how perfect they all are together.

The Inverse - a kind of fucked-up Wonderland, a mirror-world accessible only by magic (and portals, if you’ve got one going spare). A realm where outcasts and freaks reside and thrive. Silas ends up here, but can’t come and go as he pleases, just like how bi people often end up existing on the fringes of queer communities and engaging in comphet, because he doesn’t have magic.

The 20s - an era of blistering social change, where it's pretty difficult being in your 30s and trying to silently recover from having served in WW1, and being bisexual in an era where the world's out to punish you for it.

"'If the name's on the hotel, then all is well,' Grandpapa would always say. And he should know, he built the place. Welcome, and we wish you a very pleasant stay at Chrissie's London."

Chrissie's of London taglist: @novel-emma, @tabswrites, @mrbexwrites, @hippiewrites, @vacantgodling, @imsoveryveryconfusedatlife (+/-)

#a man lives rent free in my head and he is called silas chrissie #writeblr #fiction writing #writers #writers of tumblr #wip intro #20s aesthetic

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fallenlightsif · 1 year

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Ezrah's Romance Options 1/7;

Silas Orsini, the half-elf Leydonian knight in need of an attitude adjustment.

Height: 6’2

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 33

Allegiance: Leydon

#fallenlightsif #ezrah rhys #silas orsini #ezrah's ros series #each ro gets an intro and a little story w/ ez ;)

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softevnstan · 1 year

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.+°🩰🍂👁️🫀🤎 Welcome, Enjoy Your Stay 🤎🫀👁️🍂🩰°+.

Hello, my name is Silas and I use they/them pronouns. This is an 18+ blog. Minors DNI.

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· This is a side blog for writing (and whatever else I feel like posting). Any follows/likes/replies/comments/asks do not come from this account; They come from @ftandy. · This is mainly a blog for bucky barnes and matt murdock, but I'll also post other things. · Feel free to send me asks about anything. If you send in a request it may take some time before I get to it, but know most likely I still plan on writing it. For asks that aren't requests, I might not answer them immediately, but just be patient, please. thanks! · DNI if you're a racist, islamphobe, transphobe, homophobe, or just in general a dickhead. my blog is meant to be a safe place in that regard. · This is a zero-tolerance zone for drama. don't like my pairings? this blog isn't for you. don't like the subjects i write? this blog isn't for you. don't like my take on characters? this blog isn't for you. please just block me, i won't take it personal. · I'm not a consistent writer by any means and have no update schedule as i write as a personal hobby. thanks for hanging around :) · my timezone is AKDT. my posts are infrequent and i attend college in the day. my posts typically run on a queue.

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✞ It Feels Like Home ❤︎✿︎☾⚠︎︎ ↳ Bucky comes into your office one day looking for a new therapist when Raynor isn't working out.

✞ Kiss Me ✿︎ ↳ Your childhood best friend, Steve, needs help learning how to kiss. You have experience.

✞ The Devil Wears A Suit And Tie ↳ They haven't seen each other since college, AND now Bucky and Matt are fighting for the opposing sides.

✞ Everything Can & Will Go Wrong ⚠︎︎❤︎✿︎ ↳ TJ is about to go into heat; Meanwhile, he's stuck in a hotel in San Francisco on a layover with his mother's handpicked chaperone - Andy Barber.

✞ Slice Of Heaven ⚠︎︎✿︎ ↳ After a date night out with Bucky as you explore your new relationship, you unintentionally wind up taking your makeout session a little too far. Quickly you learn it's been far too long since Bucky has had a partner.

✞ Sleep, I'll Protect You From The Nightmares ✿︎❤︎ ↳ You're awoken by a sinister nightmare that leaves you rattled; Matt is there to comfort you and remind you you'll never go through anything alone.

✞ Linen & Thongs ⚠︎︎☾ ↳ After doing Bucky's laundry for him as a means of thanks, you decide to take it back to his apartment for him. What you're not ready for is Bucky's early return, along with being subjected to some of his pent-up thoughts and feelings.

✞ Strawberry Cream ✿︎⚠︎︎ ↳ For valentine's day, Bucky brings you a bowl of whipped cream and strawberries. With a game proposition, you very quickly come to learn you're hungry for a different type of cream. May the best player win.

#🌻#intro #pinned bio #fanfic #writer #silas

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shellibisshe · 1 year

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slowly making all the clowns

#iseul v jeong #cyberpunk 2077 #my screenshots #i made daphne too ill post hers soon #silas is the only one missing bc i cannot be asked to do the intro of this game again rn

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this-world-of-beautiful-monsters · 9 months

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I have never listened to ethel cain beforrreee bUT I'd like to give them a shot! What are like 5 songs or so you would recommend?

Oooh, let's see....

Gibson Girl (been listening to it on repeat and hearing it in my head all day, it's so fucking good)

Family Tree (Intro)/Family Tree (two separate songs, both so fucking good)

Ptolemaea (gives me chills like few pieces of music ever have)

Inbred (fucks me up so good, holy shit)

Unpunishable (sexy-brutal as hell)

She's really like nothing I've ever heard, I swear.

#ethel cain #ptolemaea #gibson girl #family tree #family tree (intro)#inbred #unpunishable #preacher's daughter #hayden silas anhedönia #mother cain #hayden anhedönia #queer artist #queer musicians

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griddlebait · 2 months

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Is there anything you’d like to write in the future, after sckl?

oh definitely. i have a lot of ideas on the back burner that i’m excited to get to but don’t want to spoil. depending how busy i am over the summer/early fall i might have another, much shorter fic ready for halloween (ish) but i’m not making any promises

#asks #i had the idea for the halloween fic way before i had the idea for sckl but sckl won the attention battle #i already have the intro for that fic written though. it starts with silas of all characters #i was doing fun things with the writing style there heavily inspired by stephen graham jones’ “the last final girl”#which is a bit of a hint for anyone else whos familiar with that book #the whole fic wouldn’t be written that way though i’d lose my fucking mind

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fairlyfatale · 4 months

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cowboy hats in a lord huron way and

crosses in an ethel cain way

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bnuuywol · 1 year

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Welcome to the chaos!! Here’s a quick lil blurb about my FFXIV OCs that you’ll see content circling around about on here.

Also as an aside, "other wols" is my catchall tag for other peoples' OCs. I promise I'm not just assuming everyone is the WoL :,)

Spoilers through post-Endwalker and NSFW content will be on here so ye be warned (I’ll try to tag as much as I can/remember)

PHOENYX ELDRITCH

My main, the Warrior of Light, also known as the Black Knight. Dark Knight & Black Mage. Somehow both a sweetheart and an absolutely ruthless bastard. Thancred owns his ass.

SILAS PRINCE

My EU alt. Half-viera, half-xaela. Reaper. An absolutely terrible person, but he’s fascinating. Bisexual disaster with deeply repressed trauma.

#ffxiv #ffxiv oc #wol oc #phoenyx eldritch #endwalker spoilers #intro post #silas prince

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silas-soule · 1 month

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photograph by a. b holder

about me | about the blog | disclaimers

-> hi i'm dee and this is my american history sideblog. please read the disclaimers before following. i don't support or condone colonialism, ever. no exceptions. this used to be an aesthetics blog but now i just post about history.

-> feel free to send me asks, but please understand that i may not be the best person to answer your questions. if that is the case i will try and direct you to better sources. i'm not a qualified historian, just autistic (and this is my special interest blog!) and there's no point sending me hate because i don't even care any more.

-> ok i know i sound very serious and i do make some serious posts on here, but i promise that i'm friendly and i have an amazing sense of humour (if i may say so myself). feel free to joke about historical folks in my inbox (in fact, i encourage it), just be respectful and we'll get along fine.

the americans did not single handedly win ww2 and defeat fascism. lot of cowboys were black. native americans did cultivate the land. the puritans were not an oppressed minority when they came to america.

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felikatze · 9 months

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i dont think corrin has any sort of amnesia i just think they forgot things that happened when they were 4 years old like a regular person

#Feli speaks #Feli plays #i'm dead certain i heard ''corrin has amnesia'' before #but. yknow. they were a toddler. it happens #esp silas' intro in fates they're like #''who are you?'' and then silas brings up a memory and they go ''ohhhhh you're THAT silas. hi my old friend.“'#nothing supernatural it just took a moment for them to connect the dots

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sarahlizziewrites · 1 year

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A character intro that's a little different! Everyone say hello to Silas Chrissie, protagonist and titular character of Chrissie's of London.

Please feel free to ask me anything about him :) also, let me know if the format is too much - next, I am going to cover the other main characters of Chrissie's of London in the same format.

Here's a link to the picrew I used for the portrait - the watermark reads Brightgoat, sorry it got clipped!

Page Two - Loretta Cramps - can be found here

Page Three - Jacques de Éloïe - can be found here

[Image description and transcript: a vintage-style newspaper front page. The cover image is a portrait of a fair-haired man with a moustache, wearing a suit.

THE LONDON INQUIRER - Issue nr. 17. September 1923 - Weekly News

SILAS CHRISSIE - Businessman or Bounder?

The Inquirer has learned, from an anonymous insider source, of the latest societal indiscretions of the infamous hotelier. Mr Chrissie (full name: Silas Daniel Tarragon Chrissie, of 427 Strand, London) has been accused by his shareholders of gross mismanagement and neglect with regards to his management of his hotel. Placed in charge of the 'Jewel of the Strand' - the impressive hotel that local residents have described as 'an eyesore' and 'too bright' - upon his father's death in 1919, the unmarried Mr Chrissie has already garnered quite the reputation for impropriety and ruin. We ask the readers of the Inquirer to judge for themselves whether it is right and proper for Mr Chrissie, a veteran of the Great War, to allow rumours of inviting guests of multiple genders into his private quarters to persist uncommented upon. Moreover, we urge our gentle readers not to seek out any reports on the habits of Mr Chrissie - confirmed bachelor - lest they shock or disturb. Mr Chrissie's physician, when approached for comment, confirmed that Mr Chrissie is thirty-two years old, and five foot nine inches tall, but declined to comment on the businessman's physical or psychological health. Therefore, this author was unable to satisfy the question of whether Mr Chrissie is, in fact, in a fit state to manage his hotel. The public will be able to judge the state of the mogul's mental faculties for themselves at the hotel's 50th anniversary ball this Friday evening. Only time will reveal whether the tycoon's status in the top ten of London's Most Eligible Bachelors (as voted for by readers of the Inquirer) can withstand this latest scandal. More on page 2.]

Chrissie’s of London tag list (ask to be added or removed): @novel-emma, @tabswrites, @mrbexwrites

#a man lives rent free in my head and he is called silas chrissie #character intro #fantasy writing #writing #writer community #writeblr #20s aesthetic #fiction writing

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miaumeiw · 10 months

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CHARATER INTRODUCTION

(with picrew designs because i havent drawn all of them quite yet + slight fictional blood warning + songs I think fit them because tehehehee)

(Picrew link!)

Silas Evans

The main plot follows Silas, after being murdered 5 years prior, he spent his time locked up in a building in the afterlife, for 'protection purposes' as the deities that watched him put it. After unknowingly signing his soul away to Axel. He gets his physical features messed around with a bit, so the humans wouldn't recognize him back down on earth. Axel tries to take his soul early, but it doesn't quite work, as half of Silas' soul stays with him. As his soul split, so too did his memories. While slowly regaining them, he meets new and old friends. He recognizes some of them, but can't just put his finger on who they are.

Milo Sanders

Milo went through a struggle after his best friend (and crush) died, desperately searching for someone to remind them of their lost friend, stumble across a passed out person in their backyard. They took the person in for the time being, said person being Silas. When Silas was confirmed to be good and well, Milo sent him on his way. After a run-in with some heavenly being, later to be known as Erin, they go out searching for Silas, just for Silas to find him first. Milo heavily questioned the newly bloodied state of the man, but cleaned him up regardless.

Kenneth Miller

Kenneth, or often known as Kenny, was called to an odd scene, his best friend and some blood covered ginger. Obviously very concerned, he dialed the police, and Milo frantically had to explain to the police that nothing was wrong. Kenny obviously disliked Silas, creating an odd rivalry. They remain civil for Milo's sake, but the second he's gone, you can bet they'd be at eachother's throats. Despite absolutely hating Silas, he'd do anything for Milo, creating a few surprising truces.

Hannah Evans

Hannah is someone who can think when necessary, but doesn't care most other times. Which gives her adopted father quite a headache sometimes. He still loves her though. Because she reminds him of ???. After a quick trip to the store, Hannah bumps into some redhead who is very confused, concerned, and possibly angry at her sudden idea to go shopping. Easily becoming friends, their relationship ends up growing to a more sibling like relationship. Much to Silas' confusion, apparently they are siblings. Legally. Silas doesn't remember his father much, but his father seems to recognize him.

Erin

A very wholesome being, despite some odd feel to them. Out of the main 6, they're the one that everyone says to protect at all costs, because they seem innocent. Emphasis on seem. A few days after giving some helpful insight to Milo, they bump into Silas, who evidently doesn't know them, but oh, do they know him. Erin is often mistaken for a mortal, despite not being one. After a few events, the others start to catch on that maybe, just maybe, their beloved friend Erin isn't what they seem.

Axel

After successfully signing a deal with Silas, he gets to head back to Earth. Fucking around with mortals appears fun, I guess. After a heavy amount of bloodshed, he retires back to their realm, watching. They pop by for a 'friendly' chat with Silas once in a while, making sure he doesn't get too quaint. A few slip ups happen and Silas starts regaining other parts of his soul, slowly breaking free from Axel's grip.

#ocs #oc intro #hehehe #i love my silly little ocs #such goobs #Silas - 🍊#Milo - 🐋#Kenny - 🍨#Hannah - 🎵#Erin - 🍵#Axel - 🔪#Spotify

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bloodwiine · 10 months

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CHARACTER BASICS

Full Name: Silas Sanguis Nickname: Sisi ( only his brother calls him this purely to anger him ) Age: 46/961 Gender: cis man Pronouns: he & him Ethnicity: Chilean, Peruvian & White Nationality: Italian Education: Quite a bit, he's definitely taken up classes over time. Occupation: Recruiter & Enologist Hometown: Sicily, Italy Current location: Sanguis Point, mostly. Species: Vampire Written Aesthetics: a red stain blooming upon white sheets, the jagged side of the cliff's edge, a lonely mansion on top of a hill, your hands are stained with blood and your heart with tears & wine stained lips

trigger warning: mentions of death, blood,

CHARACTER APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Pedro Pascal Height: 5'11" / 1.8 Hair Colour: light brown Eye Colour: dark brown Dominant Hand: ambidextrous Distinguishing Features: charming smile, strong jawline, tall stature, distinctive voice, intense gaze, chiseled features

SUPERNATURAL EXTRAS

Abilities: immortality, superhuman strength etc., fangs, flight, he's mastered compulsion though he has to have feasted on fresh blood for it to be strong. Have you always been aware of your abilities?: I haven't always been a vampire, so, no. What supernatural creature is your character most scared of?: I've heard nasty rumors about werewolf bites, but I wouldn't say I fear them. I just do my best to avoid them during a full moon and all other times, have you noticed they leave a scent behind? Who or what would they die for? There's very few he'd die for now. Does your character fight or flee? Fight.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: charismatic, loyal, protective, resilient, noble,

Negative Traits: ruthless, egotistical, manipulative, self-destructive, lack of empathy, controlling, arrogant, vengeful

Neutral Traits: artistic, stoic, versatile sophisticated, diplomatic,

Goals/desires: take the power away from his brother

Fears: death, losing control, his family ( both of and for them )

Hobbies: wine tasting / making, traveling, social gatherings, music, literature, dancing & yoga

Habits: can be a night owl, drinking blood from a wine glass unless it's fresh, going on excursions and claiming they are for the court and to recruit / help more lost vampires

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Q’S

QUESTION ONE: were you born on the island, if so, what kind of curiosities do you have about the world beyond? if you weren’t, what do you miss about the world outside veritas isles?

No, though I do miss the freedom of traveling whenever I desire, I hate that I now must go through a bloody court to get permission. I'm nearly a century old, I don't need permission.

QUESTION TWO: what is your favorite part about the island?

It is quite interesting and unique to be living in a place with so many different species, and it is quite nice knowing that vampires have more of a sway over the court than others do.

QUESTION THREE: if your character is supernatural, do they fear humans? if human, do they fear the supernatural?

Not necessarily, or not anymore. He's worse than any human.

QUESTION FOUR: share a fun headcanon or fact about your character! this doesn’t have to be long, just something to introduce us to your character!

Silas is the younger brother to Lazarus, growing up they were relatively close and they might've even said they loved one another. Deep down, that love is still there, though they'd never admit it now, but one might be able to guess given how they still live in close enough proximity after a near century.

ADDITIONAL HEADCANON

Sanguine Sonata is the name of his blood-infused wine.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

more family members

enemy with benefits?

perhaps someone that he's somewhat friends with in the rogue pack

etc

#c: silas sanguis #intro: silas #vih.intro #**#template credit: unholymilf #i have more thoughts for him in my head but at the moment i can't put them to words so i'll be updating this later

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papcrrings-arch · 2 months

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Silas Serpeni Tag Drop !!

#no second chances : silas serpeni #interactions : silas serpeni #musings : silas serpeni #reflection : silas serpeni #starter : silas serpeni #headcanons : silas serperni #intro : silas serpeni #tag drop

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midnightfeathered · 4 months

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silas. • bodyclaim. • headcanons. • isms.

BASIC INFO

full name — Silas Rivera age — forty-four (december 7th) gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) orientation — homosexual occupation — musician mma fighter cop musician hero ;) deity connection — nike sparrow name — dante the beloved dumbass weapon — longbow + shortswords clothing style / armor — jeans + flannel & layers, so many layers / studded leather armor

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Pedro Pascal hair — brown / eyes — brown height — five foot & eleven inches build — kinda like a T, broad af shoulders, semi-muscled torso, slutty waist (it be thin ok), everything else is yum scars — a faint one across the bridge of his nose, underneath his right eye, bullet wound scar right next to his heart tattoos — notes in the back of his neck (he was grounded forever for getting it) like so, sparrow on the inside of his left arm like so, front right thigh like so piercings — ears special characteristics — generally quiet, comes off a little distracted sometimes, will snark without reason, some dare calling him grumpy sexual preference — bottom sub (he thinks he's a switch but he's really not)

PERSONALITY

alignment — chaotic good positive traits — protective, caring, calm, strong-willed negative traits — indecisive, short-tempered, stubborn hobbies — music, kyudo (japanese archery), cooking, enjoying the quiet, seething

MEDICAL INFO

mental — ptsd physical — when he was younger, he got his shoulder dislocated and his sister thought she could pop it back in. she didn’t and broke his shoulder. he couldn't work for months, nor could he use the bow for even longer, now he can’t lift his right arm as high as the left one still, but only few know phobias — claustrophobia, pisantrophia eyesight — 20/20 although avrae tends to disagree dominant hand — left hand drug use — nop alcohol use — social drinker diet — healthy, but balanced. like, he will sin every now and then, or drink etc. he's not a strict bean.

BACKGROUND

birthplace — austin, TX parents — Marin Rivera (step-mother) & Diego Muños (father) & Nike (biological parent). siblings — younger sister, Luisa Rivera (she be mortal) pets — floof, stray cat coming by the gym, died in a car crash education — high school drop-out notable skills — krav maga, can wear cowboy hats with anything, can sing, has a mean left hook

BIO

Being born a man's bastard son shouldn't be a heavy burden to carry anymore in the twenty-first century, should it? And yet, Silas was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, though he was never meant to taste it himself. One bright, sunny morning Diego Muños found himself the father of a little boy he didn't know he had signed up for. He didn't and he wouldn't, because Diego Muños had a beautiful wife and a beautiful three year old son, but neither of them would take too kindly to being introduced to an affair's child. Neither would be another affair, surely, but he was out of options.

Marin Rivera was young and madly in love with a man she knew was no good for her and yet, while knowing deep down he would never give up his privileged life for her, she hoped. He didn't. Instead, he left her with a boy that wasn't even hers to fend for herself in a world that knows no mercy for the unfortunate, but regardless of that, Marin never faltered - not for long anyway. She raised that little boy, claiming him to be hers like there'd never been any doubt he was. Diego came by a few times over the years, usually only to pick up where he and Marin left off, but she wouldn't have it anymore. She took her son and left the state to start fresh in a new environment, away from past memories and sins.

Austin in Texas was.. fine. It was a decent home for them and Marin loved her little boy regardless of the troubles that came with his birth. One might think she blamed him for Diego leaving her, for ending their secret little tryst once and for all, but .. she didn't. If she did, she never once let the little boy know. She raised him a good boy, a momma's boy who'd move mountains to keep her from harm. Silas found his love for music early on in life, his mother always supportive and trying to allow him the best possible life. She worked day and night, but never failed to be there for Silas - even when she wasn't home. Guitar lessons, singing lessons, archery lessons. Anything he wanted, he got.

Silas grew up a happy little boy, with his spanish roots never quite forgotten even if they didn't settle in as prominently as Marin had hoped. She taught him how to cook and take care of himself, they spent most of their time together, because despite the joy the boy felt every day at home, school ... was different. Silas was not the social flower he appeared to be around the person he loved more than his life. So, around other kids, he struggled, but that never quite mattered to him. He didn't care what they thought of him, not in the slightest. He focused on himself, his own growth, his own ... strength. Or well, his own interests. Like music.

The first time his wings popped out was in school no less. He'd always felt out of place and that just ..confirmed it, in a way. Nobody else seemed to mind, or even notice, so for a long while he thought he imagined it. And then it happened again during PE. Too lost in a race across the obstacle course, he didn't even notice until after. To the outside world, he simply and very, very swiftly leapt over every single one. Again, he thought he'd imagined it as nobody else seemed to notice, but the next time it happened was at home. Thirteen and quite angry at his mother over a small dispute, he suddenly sprouted pitch-black and yet, incredibly soft feathers from his back. But she didn't ...notice. Not until half a year later.

She noticed her son growing .. restless. More impatient, more irritable, more ... something she didn't recognize. The constant need to trump over others, even his own mother was showing and he had only little resistance to it. He...had edges that didn't go unnoticed in school, so he drew attention to himself - unwanted, mostly. Fights broke out and at first it quickly showed Silas had no idea what he was doing, but his mother - hopeful to grant her angry little boy an outlet for his anger, signed him up for boxing lessons. Six times a week. And it turned out he wasn't half bad, really - eager to train, eager to grow, eager to be the best.

Silas did calm down somewhat, but defeat was never acceptable. All the way through school, highschool and even afterwards. It took the Satyr two years to find him and introduce him to Camp Halfblood, but when he did, everything made sense. Son of Nike. Did have a nice ring to it and explained the urges Silas hadn't quite been able to categorize. His mother ... understood, too, as much as she was able. Silas dropped out of highschool when recruited by an MMA coach who promised him the world on a silver platter.

He didn't lie ..per se. Music was never quite abandoned, but his training sessions after signing with the coach were inhuman. A normal young man probably wouldn't have even been able to attempt that schedule, but Silas rocking it only impressed the coach further. Three years later, he made it into the UFC, but ... missed the title by just a few points. Loss never quite sat well with him, so Silas quit fighting that night.

Next step, police academy, officer, detective. Silas never half-assed anything. When he signed up, he did so whole-heartedly with no remorse and no prisoners taken. Well, not quite literally, but .. it would take a lot to stop him this time. Due to him quitting school early, he ran into some issues, but nothing effort and puppy eyes couldn't fix. He rose up the ranks quickly, p1 ... p2... nothing could stop him. Even losing his heart to a fellow officer didn't stop him. Not that they needed any stopping, because sure - it was somewhat frowned upon because officers involved with another could pose potential risks or weaknesses, but they stood strong.

Up to the point where they felt ready to adopt a child. A cute, beautiful little girl. His partner put his own career on the back burner for it and Silas made the best of it. Detective in six years. New record. Life was good, life was fulfilling and sweet and he enjoyed every second of it, but he made a great mistake that would cost him everything he held dear. He took work home with him.

And it was that kind of work that pulled in all the dark, rotten souls that only had one thing in mind. Destroy. He came home late on a Friday night, his apologies via text had gone unnoticed and Silas assumed that was due to his husband being ...unhappy, so on the way home he picked up flowers and chocolates, only he didn't expect to find his life in literal shambles in the living room.

It wasn't even anything special they wanted. Money and revenge. It was always either of the two, though sometimes both. Silas found them and brought them to justice, but ... would it ever be that? Just? A life behind bars in exchange for two beautiful souls? Nah. And yet, loss never quite sat well with him, so Silas quit the police that night. Unsure where to go from there, especially now that grief hit him twice as hard after suppressing it for months during his chase, he retreated from.. everything.

Locked up at home with only himself, his thoughts and his guitar... he found a new, old outlet. He'd played for his family sometimes, but other than that he didn't touch it in quite a while. Three weeks later he had a contract and a published album and it would be a lie to claim his story didn't speed up his walk of shame fame. The next years were ... a blur. Music, concerts, albums, solitude... and recurring dreams he chose to ignore. The urge to take over the music industry overnight still there, but over the years of Silas just ... existing in a life he felt was no longer his, he'd grown somewhat calmer.

But these dreams refused to leave him alone. His mother's chants in his ears even during the way when he tried to make music. So loud, almost blinding... so he gave in.

Back to fricken' Camp Halfblood.

#silas intro post.#silas bio.#pinned post.

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