* REECE KING , CIS MAN + HE / HIM | you know ROMAN WILLIAMS , right ? they’re TWENTY THREE , and they’ve lived in irving for , like , THEIR WHOLE LIFE ? well , their spotify wrapped says they listened to I’M NOT A VAMPIRE BY FALLING IN REVERSE like , a million times this year , which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole TRYING TO LIGHT CIGARETTES WITH WET MATCHES , WEARING A MASK UNDER A MASK UNDER A MASK , THE ROOF CAVING IN ON DECREPIT CHURCHES thing going on . i just checked and their birthday is OCTOBER 30TH , so they’re a SCORPIO , which is unsurprising , all things considered .
trigger warnings include ... religion , satanic worship , drugs
AESTHETICS :
trying to light cigarettes with wet matches , wearing a mask under a mask under a mask , the roof caving in on a decrepit church , sympathy for the black cat and all of it’s misfortune , scratches on the door frame of the house you grew up in , scuffs on the soles of your shoes , lucifer was an angel once too .
STATISTICS :
full name : roman terrell williams
age / dob : twenty - three / october 30th
gender : cis male
pronouns : he / him
zodiac : scorpio
orientation : demisexual
faceclaim : reece king
pinterest : HERE!
BIOGRAPHY :
roman was born in irving in the middle of a particularly cold and frozen winter. as his parents – infamous local church leaders gerold and delilah williams – would predict, this will set the tone for a lonesome life to follow.
he grew up in a large home on the outskirts of town, alongside his parents, his older brother, and a rotating cast of members of his parents’ church. at any one point in time, there could be four or five other families living with the williams. roman, shy and introverted, resented this lifestyle from an early age.
gerold and delilah’s beliefs lead to extremely strict parenting. roman wasn’t allowed out of his house for anything but school. there was no television, no extracurriculars, no friends. he was driven to compete for his parents’ attention, against the children of the church community and religion itself. the church was always his parents’ first and favorite creation. how could roman compete with god himself?
the rumors began circulating around irving, it seemed, the first day the church was erected on the side of that dying hill. what started as harmless gossip grew into popular local folklore that the “harvest church” was grown out of satanic worship, that their practices were immoral, wicked. roman carried with him the same reputation, making life at school almost impossible, relentlessly targeted by the other children.
run like something of a monarchy, roman’s older brother titus had been raised from birth to take over the church. roman was the disposable second son. the spare. this didn’t lead to a close sibling relationship.
by the time roman entered high school he had severed his ties with his family’s church as much as possible, but wasn’t able to leave the home, held with a titan’s grip. he was an outcast at school, a black sheep in his family. he began rebelling against house rules, took up the use of several drugs, with a preference for mushrooms and weed. his family resented him for it. life was never easy.
in the end, roman chose not to attend college and instead began work at the palm motel. it’s a quiet business, one of keeping secrets and looking the other way, and roman found himself drawn to it a bit. despite resenting everything about his upbringing, in the end, he found he wasn’t brave enough to leave home. maybe he was destined for nothing at all.
WANTED CONNECTIONS :
an ex from highschool ?? i know it’s overdone but. i want enemies for this man. .. it was probably a strenuous relationship. roman does a lot of pushing away. he was also only just coming in to his own. we can hc a lot of it but roman probably did the breaking up. he was going through a lot.
childhood enemies. they never got along. roman holds grudges. definitely been fights, physical or otherwise. maybe still even are. possibilities for reasoning endless. maybe they never hated roman at all and he’s just sour about them and has the wrong idea, maybe they’ve made amends. who’s to say?
a close circle. roman doesn’t like them, necessarily, but he doesn’t hate them either. not all the time. and he holds onto them like a lifeline, even if he doesn’t show it.
someone he’s beefing with a lot lately. a new rival because roman never stops making those. just feel like it would be fun for people to be mean but it not be a big deal, like playful?? idk what i’m saying
someone he wants to really know him but he just. can’t open up. angst. :/
anything really this is my weakness in writing intros i’m truly bad at wanted connections but if anything strikes you as something u could play out w roman pls message me im down for anything
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* DYLAN O’BRIEN , CIS MALE + HE / HIM | you know CALEB MONTGOMERY , right ? they’re TWENTY SIX , and they’ve lived in irving for , like , A COUPLE MONTHS AT MOST ? well , their spotify wrapped says they listened to WAVES BY DEAN LEWIS like , a million times this year , which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole RUBBING GLITTER ON SCRAPES , SITTING CROSS LEGGED IN A SMOKE CIRCLE , SCREAMING SONG LYRICS ON A STRANGER’S ROOFTOP thing going on . i just checked and their birthday is AUGUST 3RD , so they’re a LEO , which is unsurprising , all things considered .
TW INCLUDE drugs, addiction, rehab, alcohol, drunk driving, depression
AESTHETICS :
rubbing glitter on scrapes, sitting crossed legged in a smoke circle, screaming song lyrics on a stranger’s rooftop, inciting riots and running from your own shadow, sweaty dancing, hanging out the sunroof of a moving car, pretending to be someone else, accessorizing eyebags and sweatpants with feather boas, a coming of age movie soundtrack, liquor stores and afterparties, a map without directions, ashtrays filled with
CHARACTER INSPO :
huckleberry finn ( the adventures of huckleberry finn ) , seth cohen ( the oc ) , klaus hargreeves ( the umbrella academy ) , elliot goss ( search party ) , charlie kelly ( it’s always sunny ) , hamlet ( hamlet , don’t ask about this one but the connection is there ) , a series of strange headcanons i’ve developed over that years that can’t be accurately put to words
GENERAL STATISTICS :
full name : caleb augustus montgomery
age / dob : twenty six / august 3rd
gender : cis male
pronouns : he / him
faceclaim : dylan o’brien
orientation : homosexual homoromantic
residence : literally everywhere
occupation : drug dealer / mooch
pinterest : HERE !
BIOGRAPHY :
caleb was born in new york city ( the upper east side ) to two doctors, his lovely but hollow mother and his cold and distant father. when he was a baby his father had an affair with another married woman resulting in the birth of his half sister, lydia montgomery, but they never grew up so much as knowing the other’s name.
he played lacrosse at his private preppy annoying rich kids high school, and surprisingly was really good at it, but he quit after a series of unfortunate events that would ultimately lead to his first stint in rehab.
he’s a dealer. he’s been a dealer since he was a freshman in high school, when he realized he could use the money to stop relying on his parent’s income and his inheritance that he was positive he would sooner be murdered for than ever receive.
at first he didn’t even do the drugs that he sold, he just pocketed the money and had a little hustle, but he inevitably started smoking the weed, and when he widened his range of inventory ( he called it diversifying his assets ) he took a lot of everything else as well. it meant he didn’t have to sit in his numbness anymore so alright baby!
heavy partier, heavy drinker, heavy user. his grades and his performance on the field dropped drastically. he slept around a lot ( tried to. he’s very much Gay but that realization didn’t come for a long time ) and pretty much turned into a giant dickwad.
DRUNK DRIVING TW. REHAB TW. he crashed his dad’s lamborghini one night driving blackout and when he woke up in his hospital he found his parents had packed his bags and enrolled him in rehab.
he doesn’t talk about it.
boarding school came next, and old habits die hard, but he managed to graduate. he went to college and got a degree in chemistry because he’s surprisingly smart but he’s never learned how to work an honest job and he doesn’t plan on it.
he put himself in rehab sometime between his freshman and sophomore year. he talks about it sometimes. not ashamed of it and it actually helped him quite a bit. still has a problem but has matured a lot.
chose to travel around aimlessly after graduation because he could sell drugs anywhere and his mom tagged along with him eventually. she wouldn’t admit it but she was desperate to get out of their apartment in new york. neither of his parents will settle on the terms of a divorce so. they’re still together or whatever but mrs. montgomery is a free woman. milf. shove it up ur ass christian montgomery.
wound up in irving after a bender and he liked it so he’s been crashing on couches ever since. he doesn’t really know how long it’s been so i do not know either <3
MISCELLANEOUS :
he’s still a dealer. marijuana, pills, powder, miscellaneous concoctions, he’ll sell you anything. not really concerned about it because him and his mom are working on deliberately draining his father’s bank account.
he’s really depressed. he’s always been really depressed but he’s. on the up right now. has an issue with letting people know when he’s not doing good so will overcompensate by pretending to be Too Okay.
never not wearing sweats. pretty bad at remembering to shave. a man of culture! still will find an excuse to dress up for theme parties which are his secret lifeblood, especially if they’re stupid.
lives to torment others, can’t take anything seriously, and genuinely a puppy of a person. quite frankly extremely annoying in the wrong crowd.
tall and lanky and scrappy he has a lot of anger the kind of person who probably bit a lot of people as a child. unapologetically chaotic.
he’s intelligent but he’s also super unmotivated. he straight up did not attend class and scraped by literally by the grace of some god. he doesn’t use his brain much at all.
lazy. hates labor. crude sense of humor.
a really fucking good time <3 he will invite himself to parties he does not need to be asked he somehow just knows. he calls it a sixth sense for sniffing out heathenism.
likes almost everyone but also dramatic. sleeps around. lives for causing chaos and being the center of attention and unapologetic about it.
for some reason he reminds me of the color blue and just like.. all shades of blue. sometimes he’s aquamarine. sometimes he’s tumblr dashboard blue. duality of man.
kind of at a crossroads where he is pretty sure he should be doing something with his life and a desire to hold onto eternal youth.
WANTED CONNECTIONS :
couches he crashes on.
hookups. he may call you back but only if he’s lonely. actually has a good heart but where has that ever gotten him?
friends. a whole friend group please. messy. let’s start drama.
people he sells to, people he buys from, other dealers that don’t like that this dude who somehow always has good shit has landed themselves in town and is making himself a Presence.
someone he met while singing a duet at the bar and now they’re attached at the hip. stealing from karaoke night theme because i think this is how he would genuinely make friends.
someone who doesn’t like him and he’s so self absorbed he hasn’t noticed at all.
people who live in abernathy creek and are literally like what the fuck are you doing here. you stole my bed. and he says i’m sorry <3 do u want to get a drink?
people who do not want him to leave town and every time he says i must be going say .. no please don’t.
party friends bad influences willing to turn a blind eye if he was out the last 3 nights and wants to hit the town again. keep up.
um i don’t know i can come up with a million random scenarios for him i’ll put out a plot call and come up with more if none of these work?
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