#coston.intro

[rosenthalfm]

hey guys , libby here ! way too late to this fun lil party , and here to present you with only the bare minimum of a backstory , and the shell of a personality . ugh ! my mind ! i had so many ideas for the rosenthal’s bleeding heart , but alas ... i struggled to put most of it into words . ig that’s what happens when you decide to create a brand spankin’ new muse . here’s to hoping she’ll flesh out better in interactions than she did in this lil intro post . but now , without further ado , i present to you my environmentalist in the making ! and if you want to plot hit that lil heart and i’ll be breaking down the door of your discord in a real hot minute !

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ kelsey merritt + cis female + she / her + the black sheep ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , sadie rosenthal , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY-ONE year old , WAITRESS AT DORO’S DINER AND ENVIRONMENTAL STUDIES STUDENT , and have been living in coston for TEN YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of MEANINGFUL CONVERSATIONS WITH A STRANGER , MELTED ICE CREAM DRIPPING DOWN FINGERS DECORATED WITH TINY GOLD RINGS , TANGERINE PEELS DROPPED INTO A WINE GLASS , A WINDOW WIDE OPEN TO THE GLARE OF THE MORNING SUN , WHITE LINEN PANTS AND ALWAYS BARE FEET . usually they’re quite ALTRUISTIC & ECCENTRIC but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite FLIGHTY & ORNERY as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting . ✏ libby, twenty, she / her, cst

𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

sadie rosenthal had been conceived on a yacht anchored in the south of france , or perhaps on one of the white beaches right where the tide ebbed and flowed , where the water began to froth , where the land met the sea ( the specifics were buffudled , but all that mattered was that she was ). think : sunkissed limbs tangled together in a fervid frenzy that burned hotter than the summer sun , water-woven hair , and foaming waves stretching around knotted bodies like a blanket . think : two strangers drunk off a shared bottle of dom pérignon . think : lust mistaken for love . sadie had been born the dampened finger that extinguished a scorching flame , this wailing and pink thing , who entered the world choking on her own saltwater tears ,  had bound two unwilling strangers together for life . 

she had aged right where she had been brought into being , along the edge of the sea , where the sweeping sky muddled with the waves ( should she lie with her back flat , the two were interchangeable ). it was there that she had grown to feel most at home , toes curling into the warm sand as she flipped through pages upon pages of heavy books that looked rather odd in her tiny and tremoring grasp . sadie rosenthal had always felt more like a cracked cone oozing melted butter pecan gelato , or fior di latte , or whatever sweetened flavor had slipped from someone’s clutches and been left to fester , than girl ( she was but a brief blip of joy , not unlike the sticky and sand riddled treat . but where the two differed was that she had always been unwanted ). 

reared only partially ( and even that choice of word was a bit too generous ) by a cutthroat stockbroker who read more like a caricature plucked right off the pages of a wolf on wall street than an actual man , she had taught herself from a young age that simply being aubrey rosenthal’s offspring did not permiss her his love , learned to live off his fleeting affections and fleeting presence. raised only a wee bit more by a woman who read more like an new author’s unfinished , unedited first draft ( the kind of flourishing prose that possessed no meaning further than surface level prettiness , the kind of prose that publishing houses aplenty would reject ), sadie felt more adult , more complete ,  at age twelve than she imagined adrienne almonte might ever be . but while she might have existed in a world of her own , at least her mother was there . manic and messy , an abstract artist , who smeared paint across canvases that littered every corner of their little chateau by the sea , across the wallpapered walls , the busts and books that lined the shelves , but there . her father had only left mere pieces of himself throughout their house , his smoked cigars left behind in all the little nooks and crannies , his festering glass of scotch on his bedside table , another on the group near his armchair in the study , crooked portraits of the three hung haphazardly upon the walls , but he only showed face for weeks at a time before returning to his real family . 

it wasn’t until her father’s first wife had begun to question exactly where he had been wiring all that money to ( soon after , filing for a divorce ), that he had moved his replacement family into his real home . and sadie had come to the sudden realization that she found it much easier to love her father from afar . 

a microscope was not needed to assess the damning damage that had turned aubrey rosenthal into the shell of the man he once was , the hoax that sadie had grown to adore . she had cut out clippings in a magazine that highlighted the family-man and his benevolent streak , tucked them into her books and used them as page markers , felt her heart swell knowing that the man who had birthed her was so good . no , she might not have been apart of the family in question , but one mistake ( yes , she is considered a mistake . he knows that , and she knows that ) made in the heat of the moment didn’t make him bad . it was all that deceit , all that rot , his fraudulent manner guised by his generous donations to charities that he had barely researched , that turned sadie’s adoration into disgust . she decided then and there that her goodness need not be contingent on saving face , that she could make her mark on the world without the copious sums of money and the page six articles . 

𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑠

sadie has always felt out of place , a tad bit too posh to truly fit in with the pogue’s ( a side effect of her plush private school education and bottomless bank account ), a wee bit too rugged to truly fit in with the kooks ( she’d always felt as if she had been more gilded than gold , tarnished by green hues of patina . vintage and second hand in the way that might have caused them to turn up their noses ) . she had been born unto a great deal of money , but she had been kept tucked far away from high society , like an ugly secret blooming beneath the surface . and while she spent her days claiming that she didn’t have money , her father did , that didn’t stop her from funding her own college with the checks he wired into her account in place of an apology . 

she’s always had expensive taste , and though she lives in a small beach shack far from her family’s large second home on figure eight island , it’s furnished rather lavishly . though she purchased it all herself ( waitressing is great money when it’s not being placed aside for college ). It’s all a bit bohemian luxe , with vintage morroccan rugs lain over the cracked flooring , faux ( of course ) mongolian fur littered throughout the space ( though it looked great , it wasn’t the best interior design choice for a girl who spent her days on the beach ), large and small , but all antique and all ornate  mirrors nailed into the walls , bright jewel toned colors and far too many old books stacked on every open surface . it looked a bit like something that might be seen in an anthropologie catalogue.  

she’s thrifted almost all the clothing , and books she owns , making for quite an eclectic taste in clothing and novels . 

her love for the environment had began the moment she picked up her first cracked and worn coffee table book , flipping through pages upon pages of images of the rainforest . she substituted story books for all of mother’s coffee rimmed table books , skimmed through them with the same fascination other girls her age might have read eloise at the plaza with . by the age of eleven she was reading the pages of environmental ethics books , not fully understanding but knowing that she wanted to . 

she’s a pescatarian , finding it a bit too difficult to eat meat after the many documentaries she had viewed over the years . luckily , it was no difficult feat finding good seafood so close to the water . 

#coston.intro #this was ~rough~ rip me #rip sadie's character #today i have learned that my thoughts sometimes do not translate well into writing

[artvrov]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ aron piper + cis male + he/him ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , arturo vallez , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY TWO year old , LANDSCAPER , and have been living in coston for TWENTY TWO years . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of MEANINGLESS TATTOOS ETCHED UPON SUN KISSED SKIN , QUIET DINER BREAKFASTS IN COFFEE STAINED BAND TEES , THE THREE BUBBLES TYPING IN REPLY BUT DISAPPEARING JUST AS QUICKLY & LATE NIGHT DRIVES ALONG THE COAST . usually they’re quite LOYAL & RESILIENT but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite IMPULSIVE & GULLIBLE as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting .

SORRY I’M SO LATE !!!!!!! but hello everyone i’m caro and ... y’all i’ve been waiting forever to plot & write here with you !! i binged outer banks so FAST and then when i saw there was an rp based on it :’ ) i knew i had to bring my BIG DUMB BOY, arturo. okay, under the cut you can read up on him/ give this a LIKE and i’ll come bug ya for some plots.

& some 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔

full name: arturo vallez nicknames: art, arty, turo age: twenty two date of birth: march 16th hometown: coston, north carolina preferred pronouns: he/him orientation: pansexual education: high school diploma occupation: landscaper, ( on the side, musician – drummer )

my little drummer boy, arturo – if you’re a pogue you definitely don’t call him by his full name it’s either art, arty or turo.

he is the eldest of three. he has two younger sisters and he is the classic Protective older brother.

his parents talk of their forbidden love -- his mother’s parents never actually approving of his father and to him and his sisters it always sounded so romantic how they eloped and came over to the states from spain. they immediately fell in love with the town of coston, deciding this is where they would settle down and have a family. together they definitely had their struggles figuring out their new life, but his parents gave all they could to ensure he and his sisters had a positive upbringing.

growing up was quite uneventful in the best of ways. had a pretty pleasant childhood. loving parents and a relatively healthy, happy family. he went through the normal awkward puberty phase, endured his share of teenage bullies, struggled his way through history & physics.

while he was always quite close to both of his parents, his father and him bonded over their love of music at quite a young age. arturo grew up knowing not to touch his dad’s vinyl as it was his sacred collection. still the boy would listen at any chance he got. hc arty layin in his livin room floor listenin to all the oldies. the rolling stones stan right here u will hear beast of burden blastin’ from his room

he had his own bond over music with his mother as well. as a young child she taught him basics on the piano – she wasn’t a teacher of any sort, but she taught him all she could until it was time to start taking lessons. piano lessons came first. he really wanted to jump right into guitar tbh, but he got looped into taking piano lessons. when he got to middle school you had to have a certain number of years in piano to take up percussion in his music class and guess who had those years of piano lessons under his belt !!! u guessed it arturo !!! this is where his love of the drums came !!!

this boy has a niche for instruments. it didn’t just stop with the piano and drums. arturo got his guitar lessons, went through a harmonica phase, he’s dabbled with a bass. he can write a melody better than he can write a text. once it comes to lyrics he’s done for – arturo just isn’t very good with words.

his parents always REALLY wanted him to go to uni, honestly but it just hasn’t been in the cards. their fam really couldn’t afford it, and there was no way arturo could afford it no matter how much he’s worked to save up. he’s always really wanted to go into computer science though.

so right now he’s a landscaper -- the company he works for does a lot of jobs in the figure 8 (possible connection that he’s doing work for a kook fam!!) and you’ll also see him doing the odd landscaping job at the coston resort if they ever hire on for bigger jobs.

he’s a drummer in a band (CALLING OTHER MUSICIAN POGUES be in a band with him pls), they really just play at dive bars and stuff nothin’ big

tbh arturo is an irresponsible mess most of the time.

he sleeps through his alarms – literally will wake up late in the afternoon every day, is constantly late to everything. all his closest pals know if u want turo to be On Time you have to tell him to get there at least a half hour before he really needs to be. on many occasions in his adolescence he has been fired from his jobs because of missing shifts/calling out

maybe u could see this coming, but he’s pretty much a night owl. he’ll stay up into the wee hours of the morn dickin around and sleep the day away.

says “oh baby!”, “nah” and “sick” way too much

overall pretty loud and outgoing

is extremely flighty and unreliable when it comes to all things romantic. although it doesn’t FEEL like it to him, he’s actually pretty charming.

wanted connections: ik i mentioned them up in the intro, but any pogue musicians that wanna form a BAND hmu !!! if you’re a kook and you are planning on doing some landscaping lmk because turo is probably on the Job. alright alright, so he really needs the basics ofc like FRIENDS: ride or die, a wingman pls this kid needs all the help he can get, his confidant, a sibling like bond, idk i could literally go on forever with friendship dynamics so pls we can brainstorm together!! CHILDHOOD PALS. ok he needs other computer nerds pls and lol on the other hand like where are the surfers at he needs some friends to surf with, exes on bad terms because lbh arturo probably fucked it up a lot, exes on good terms that are actually friends, hook ups, maybe someone he can write music with because he’s shit a shit lyricist, someone that will talk conspiracies with him, but honestly i would be so excited for literally any connection pls come plot with me !!!!

#coston.intro #♘ ─── 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐳 » ABOUT. #i'm gonna disappear cause i have to go to work today but i'll be back later <3

[arlohrvy]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ finn cole + cis male + he / him ⌋ yo , have you met that POGUE , arlo harvey , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY year old , ROOFER , and have been living in coston for TWENTY YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of BARE FEET ON HOT SAND , THE EYE OF A HURRICANE , SEA GULLS DRIFTING LAZILY OVER THE COAST , FLOATING ON A SURFBOARD WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED , THE SUN BAKING INTO YOUR SKIN , THE SCENT OF ALOE AND SEA SALT . usually they’re quite RELIABLE & HONEST but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite EXPLOSIVE & STUBBORN as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting . 

right-o hello hello i’m b i’m 24 yrs old and i live in good ol’ central florida. it’s been quite some time since i wrote an intro so p l e a s e excuse my mess ofmgjfdbj i bingewatched outer banks literally the minute it came out on netflix so like i cannot even begin to describe how happy i am to be here, and with my fav man finn cole 

arlo fuckin’ harvey 

( & yeah that’s usually how ppl say it bc let’s face it he’s always kind of been a little shit )

quick bio

arlo was born and raised in the cut from the moment he popped out of his momma and started swimming circles 'round the little inflatable pool in their trailer’s living room. coston is home and there’s really no place arlo has ever wanted to be. cut him open and he bleeds saltwater; take him too far away from the coast and he’ll turn to stone. or something like that. it doesn’t really matter; he’d never willingly leave. what was once bright & shiny potential, described by his elementary school teacher’s as “quite the handful, but delightfully brilliant” has evolved (devolved?) into what can only be described in the words of his ninth grade gym teacher as “a menace, a dismal waste of youth, goin’ nowhere just like his damn pa,”; a prophecy, perhaps, as it was filled just one year later when arlo finally got fed up with a kook upperclassmen and nearly broke his jaw (but definitely dislocated it). he walked off campus that day and didn’t bother coming back. strong, willing to shut up and just work, he found a construction crew and started making money instead of making grades.  no one knows where the money goes. all his socks have holes in them and he’s worn the same hoodie for three years now. he’s got a decent collection of boards to combat whatever the tide throws at him but the majority of his earnings seem to just disappear into thin air and no amount of questioning in regard to the amount he must have saved up seems to shake him. he might be an honest guy, but that’s not to say he’s always forthright with information he thinks is better off left unsaid. 

[ tl;dr / headcanon ]

hs drop-out born in a trailer park on the cut

still lives in the same trailer park but he’s got his own trailer now

surfer boy could still go pro if he ever leaves the east coast

(prediction: he will never leave coston)

works construction, makes the most money fixing kooks’ roofs after a storm

hates kooks, long live the pogues eat the motherfuckin’ rich

dad’s the town drunk and everyone knows it

his mom left coston when he was 7 and didn’t bother comin’ back

kind of a grumpy guy but he’s generally friendly towards the people he likes

will occasionally crack a joke and smile about it but pls dont expect it

acts way older than he is tbh doesn’t smoke or drink cus it turns him into a rage machine

seriously he loves to brawl and alcohol does not help him any

100% will take ur girl on a boat ride in the middle of the night and there’s nothing u can do about it

#*「 RE: 𝚘𝚘𝚌 ˣ : #coston.intro

[fxiryivy]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ lee jieun + cis female + she/her/hers⌋ yo , have you meet that KOOK , ivy nam , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY-TWO year old , COLLEGE GRADUATE , and have been living in coston for TWENTY-TWO YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of BACH BEING PLAYED ON A VIOLIN , LATE NIGHTS SPENT FINISHING A COLLEGE THESIS , & COLOR COORDINATED PLANNER . usually they’re quite INDEPENDENT & A PERFECTIONIST but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite NARCISSISTIC & CONCEITED as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting .

hello everyone, my name is kashia and i’m so excited for this roleplay! i hope you all enjoy my bby ivy, i love her so much. 

tw: mental health

aesthetic

iced coffee in mason jars, practicing violin right after school, hair flowing down one’s back, polished finger nails, a golden retriever demanding for your attention, rainy days, designer clothing, succulents sitting on a windowsill, clinking of glasses, forced smiles, automatic handshakes, a broken violin, and sleepless nights

“Ivy, Ivy Nam is that you? I didn’t know you were back.” 

Hearing her name, Ivy looked up from her phone as her pup, a golden retriever, ran over to the new person. Excitement could be seen in the animal’s eyes but the same couldn’t be said for his owner. What could be seen was fake, a mask of kindness and love. “Yeah, I just got back a couple of days ago,” she said to the other, slipping her phone into her pocket. “Finally back home and for good this time.” 

“Wow, that’s great,” the person said, a smile on their face. “So you finished school?” 

She nodded her head, watching as the other went down to pet Scully. The golden retriever loved the attention, just like his owner. It was just at that very moment she didn’t want any attention on her. “Yep, graduated last week. It was a lot of fun, missing my professors and friends a lot right now. But it’s alright because I’m back in town with my favorite people.” There was venom in her words but with that smile of hers, it wasn’t paid any mind. “Everything still looks the same, which is good.” 

“Oh yeah, nothing has changed. The stores are still up, your family’s resort is still thriving, tourists still love this place, and the divide between the Pogues and Kooks is still a thing.” The other rolled their eyes. “That’s really silly, don’t you think?” 

Ivy just stood there, silent for a few seconds, mind processing what was said. Her favorite shops were still open, she already knew that her family’s resort was thriving, everyone knew that. It was the reminder of Pogues and Kooks that got her. Being away at college, the college grad didn’t have to think about her town’s rivalry. Not even the accident that happened a year ago was on her mind, as she wasn’t even home during that time. She did a study abroad program to Paris for the summer, unaware of anything happening back home. It was a shock when news got back to her. “I think it’s cute,” Ivy finally answered, twirling a strand of her long black hair. “It’s apart of our town’s history and it’s not like anything bad will happen again.” 

“I guess you’re right.” Silence took over the two, minus the sound of Sully’s barking. “Are you happy to be back home?”

Taking a deep breath in and giving the town a once over, Ivy genuinely smiled at the other. It was small yet gentle. “Honestly? I am. I missed this place while I was gone. It’s nice to be back.” Pulling out her phone, she checked the time, seeing that she had to go. “We have to go, I have a meeting with my father soon. Only came here to pick something up-- for him, of course.” Her words were rushed, tripping over each other as if she was hiding something. The other didn’t notice, thank God. “Come on, pup,” she called to her golden retriever who gave the other one less nudge before following behind his owner. 

The two split up, the other unaware of how Ivy’s heart was beating rapidly. How nervous she was to be having a conversation out of the local Pharmacy. Where she was picking up prescriptions for herself, not at all wanting someone to know. 

summary about ivy

the only child of the nam family who own’s the local resort, she is sad to take over after her father / just recently graduated from college where she studied business and had a minor in violin performance / went to yale before coming back home, she lowkey misses it / during middle and high school, she was most likely that girl who was at the top of her classes and did everything / attempted to do the same thing in college but that resulted in her not getting any sleep and fucking up her mental health / whenever she did try to sleep, she would pop up in the middle of the night. unable to sleep any longer / dealing with insomnia that she tried to deny until it got bad and she had to seek professional help / this is kept under wraps about her and she refuses to let anyone know of this “minor hiccup” in her life / now that she’s back, she’s continuing to keep this from people outside of her family and showing off as if everything is alright / was in paris when the accident happened last year, so she’s a bit out of the loop because of that

random facts

sully is her puppy and he’s only a few months old, he’s baby / google calendar is her entire life. seriously, if you need her, look at her calendar to see if she’s free / plays violin and ended up breaking one of them due to something that happened at college. aka, she blacked out and broke it due to stress / while she could live with her parents, she found an apartment of her own. she just finds it better to live alone after doing that at school / uh our bisexual queen (i don’t play straight characters) / runs on coffee

wanted connections

old high school rivals: because she’s a girl who strives to be better than everyone, i’m sure that she butt heads a lot with this person. they were constantly fighting over the top spot in their graduating class until ivy snatched it for her own. maybe they still don’t get along and still make everything a competition. 

childhood best friend: everyone needs a best friend, even this perfectionist ivy. they’re someone who she continued to text and call even while away for school. they’re someone who she can trust and fall back on when things go rough. however, they’re still unaware of ivy’s mental health and it’s something that she’s currently trying to figure out how to tell them. 

ex-childhood friend: the two had a falling out and are no longer friends. maybe it was because they just didn’t have the same interests and didn’t have anything to talk about. 

people who work at her family’s resort: maybe she’s friendly with them or maybe they don’t like each other. who knows, we can brainstorm about this more. 

family friend: someone who’s family is on the same level as the nam family and are close with her father. like, they go golfing and shit, like those type of rich people. and because of this, ivy and this person are usually put together because they’re close in age. we can decide if they’re actually friends or they don’t get along. 

i’m down for just coming up with stuff together! i’m open to any and everything. 

#coston.intro #muse ❂ The author of this interesting piece of work that’s me #pls enjoy! #mental health tw

[camillesfm]

。· . ˙ ⌈ alva bratt + cis female + she / her + the  intangible concept ⌋  yo ,  have  you  meet  that  KOOK  ,  camille 'cj' petersen ,  yet ?  — no ?  well ,  to  give  you  a  little  heads  up  before  you  do  ,  they’re  a  TWENTY   year  old ,  PRE-LAW STUDENT  ,  and  have  been  living  in  coston  for  TWENTY . since  i’ve  known  them  ,  they’ve  reminded  me  of PALE PINK POINTE SHOES , CHAINS MADE OF WHITE CLOVERS , A PURPLE SKY JUST BEFORE SUNRISE , STEADY WAVES CRASHING AT LOW TIDE , AND SHATTERED & SCATTERED GLASS . usually  they’re  quite  LEVELHEADED  &  THOUGHTFUL  but  just  make  sure  you  keep  an  eye  out  for  them  around  town  because  i  heard  can  be  quite  RETICENT  &  ALOOF  as  well  so  here’s  hoping  they  aren’t  the  ones  to  undo  this  whole  peace  pact  they  have  going  on  this  summer .  but  just  between  you  &  me ,  i  kinda  hope it  all  falls  apart .  the  rivalry  keeps  this  whole  boring  town  interesting . –– this is cj . . . let’s just . . . dive into this mess ! 

𝐁 𝐀 𝐂 𝐊 𝐆 𝐑 𝐎 𝐔 𝐍 𝐃 .

scarlett petersen is a name known statewide, as she’s the best corporate lawyer on the east coast, clever as the devil and twice as pretty with long blonde hair often pinned into a sleek ponytail. david petersen got his degree at vanderbilt university, moving on to get his phd at unc chapel hill where he could never quite shake that carolina blue. he’s been sitting chancellor for the past six years in tandem with a long term sports-medicine, neuroscience research project that studies the long term affects of brain damage in athletes in contact sports. they both hail from old money families, and long lines of success are continued in two people who hold appearance and accomplishment far above humility or even . . . . humanity lol. they’re good people, really . . . just not really the parenting type.

which is unfortunate! as.  well into their marriage, they had twins, caleb, first, and camille, ten minutes later. bright eyed and blonde haired, the perfect petersen babies were angels in their infancy, and it was easy to parent them . . . especially when they were paying someone else to do it.

caleb and camille grew up under the watchful eye of a rosy-cheeked nanny. think julie andrews as nanny in eloise. they were happy, but lonely, though you’d never guess it by their wide smiles in cuddled family portrait christmas cards. for all anyone else knew, scarlett and david were perfect parents, raising two beautiful children who they loved more than anything . . . but behind that iron gated entryway to a house on the coast was another story.

they liked their kids, sure, but whether or not they loved them was another question entirely. camille, growing up to be the spitting image of scarlett, was liked in the way a rare porcelain artifact was. she was a beautiful thing to behold; seen, not spoken to. shown off, not interacted with in anyway. held with delicate hands and passed around as a humble brag: look at this precious thing i’ve brought into the world. i bet mine’s better than yours. 

but as time passed, the novelty of having children seemed to wear off, and they were moving to the next big thing, the next big step in their careers. they weren’t around when camille began going by cj because it was easier for little voices to say. they weren’t around when blonde ringlets relaxed and grew darker. they weren’t around when she started to develop a personality of her own, interests of her own, talents of her own. christmas cards would go out, but rarely were they all together on christmas morning. thanksgivings were often spent with grandparents, as their parents worked through the holiday. they spent more and more time away from coston, leaving cj and caleb in nanny’s capable hands.

but life goes on, and sometimes it was easy to forget that it was abnormal not to have your parents around. as a youngin, cj was interested in everything. she took a liking to soccer and lacrosse, painting and drawing, piano and guitar . . . but somewhere in between a blue mat and pale pink pointe shoes, she found her thing.

it was obvious, from an early age, that cj was one hell of a dancer. disciplined and precise when she needed to be. creative and passionate when it called for it. gymnastics trained her strength, ballet trained her patience, contemporary pushed her limits with creativity, partner work taught her teamwork. dance was very clearly her best thing and her favorite thing.

her parents only ever attended recitals when it didn’t conflict with anything else on their schedules and when it was classical ballet. dance was a frivolous thing for them, but for cj it was everything. being a naturally shy kid, naturally timid in the shadow of her last name, she became a completely different person on stage who dominated a spotlight . . . without even needed a literal spotlight. ultimately, this is what she spent her life doing. monday through thursday evenings, dance. competitions and performances on the weekends. if neither were happening, you’d catch her teaching classes at coston’s local studio.

it’s what truly made her happy, but that wasn’t something her parents understood. caleb and nanny did, sure, but her parents? not one bit. someone would ask what she wanted to be when she grew up, and if dance was mentioned, she’d be cut off mid-sentence. they didn’t want to hear about it because it wasn’t logical. you can’t make a career out of it. it didn’t help much that her brother was the ideal child in that realm, charming and on a path to success in the medical field. they still had questionable motives, but they favored nonetheless.

sometimes it was a blessing; sometimes it was a curse. when she could slip under the radar, she was grateful, but it seemed that her parents had a keen eye for her screwups. any chance they had, they’d use to scold her or nudge her away from the pointe shoes.

so cj spent a lot of time being pristine in the way that was expected of her, never letting anyone know too much about her, only keeping a few friends close enough to really know her. she stayed out of trouble, kept up exceptional grades, smiled and nodded when necessary, and began catering to the idea that she’d go to law school, a fate pre-determined by her mother no doubt. 

nowadays, she attends brown university, pre-law. she’s a picturesque ivy league gal with a dark academia aesthetic when at school, but there’s a restlessness lingering under the surface. even she’s doing what her parents require of her, she never seems to live up to their unrealistic expectations. we rly do be . . . . waiting for her to have a complete breakdown . . . . aklsdfjha

𝐏 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 𝐎 𝐍 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 .

miss camille . . . better known around town as cj . . . is, above all else, the picture of serenity. she’s levelheaded and calm, and patient as all get out which is probably why she’s so damned accustomed to just going with what her parents thought of her. she’s really great to have in a crisis because very few things cause that steady nature of hers to crumble, and because she’s honestly. . . quietly very maternal. putting the needs of others before her own comes naturally.

she’s quiet and shy, yes, but just because she doesn’t speak doesn’t mean she doesn’t listen. she listens and sees and is . . . quite observant. there’s a way about her that notices the little things, which makes her quite thoughtful when it comes to the people she loves. if you’re lucky enough to be close to her, you can bet she quietly takes notes of little habits and favorites and carefully uses them to idk love ya better ya feel??

reticent comes from the fact that she doesn’t often let people get close to her. the way her parents treated her and caleb growing up has taken. .. . a toll for sure because honestly she’s terrified of disappointing people by shattering the mirror of perfection and revealing too much about herself that’s unexpected

aloof comes from the way she’s calm and quiet . . . and how that sometimes translates as apathy . . . on top of that she’s very daydreamy like she is That Bitch who is staring out of the window producing a whole move in her head which sometimes causes her to not hear when people are talking to her . . . cue the ‘hm? what?’ tuning back in

when i say cj is a different person when she’s dancing . . . . i mean it. like i REALLY mean it. she’s confident and expressive. her choreography tests the limits of tradition. she pushes boundaries when it comes to the physicality of performances. like u rly look at her being quiet and to herself in the corner at a country club event and then see her performing like she invented contemporary and ur like . .. . are u SURE that’s the same girl

people who know her most know her as warm. when she opens up, getting past the shy, she can be a little goofy, definitely has avery creative way about her, wants to know that you’re okay and if you’re not, how can she help ya know!! 

has a black cat named lucky because ya know . . . black cats are bad luck . . . ha ha ha ha . . . get it

the ‘j’ in cj is for her middle name . . . but no one really knows what her middle name is . . . except family and close, close friends 

absolutely hates the energy of the pogue/kook rivalry and thinks violence is most cERTAINLY not the way to go

often times found by the shoreline at night, just a little ways off from the petersen estate because she likes the way the waves sound as they roll in. it helps her think

is trying to make the best of law school by studying to become a defense attorney and she likes it! sort of! really, she just wants to dance for as long as she can and ultimately open up her own studio

definitely believes in wishing stars

bad case of insomnia

has a finsta dedicated to lucky

has a dance insta too . . . . but that’s lowkey bc her parents can’t know about it

please for the love of god watch this because charity and cj have the same energy

this also has cj energy

so does this . . . classical is fun when it’s telling a story and she loves a good pas de deaux but otherwise meh

my girl is physically . .. QUITE strong

says sorry WAY too often

incessant need to prove herself, prove her worth, since her parents never seem to find it

loves caleb sfm but will thump him in the forehead for mentioning he’s older

overachiever . . . . yikes

ABSOLUTELY burns the candle at both ends

idk if y’all watched high school musical the musical the series but gina . . . . . ..  minus the ‘mean girl’ plot they tried . . .. is v cj and bitch i hate to say it but neville longbottom??? also a cj mood LMAO

OK THAT’S IT THAT’S ALL THERE WE GO IT’S DONE I’M DONE GBYYYYYE BABIIIIE

#coston.intro #what the f kinda NONSENSE did i just write lmao

[masonsfm]

better late than never , am i right folks ! 

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ madelyn cline + cis female + she / her + the maverick ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , mason sterling , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY-TWO year old , FREELANCE PHOTOGRAPHER / BARTENDER , and have been living in coston for TWENTY-TWO YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of GRAINY PHOTOGRAPHS DEVELOPED ON FILM, LIGHTENING BUGS MAKING THEIR FIRST APPEARANCE OF THE SUMMER, NOTES SCRIBBLED IN THE MARGINS, WHITE COTTON SHEETS ON A CLOTHESLINE, AND A MIDDAY NAP UNDER THE SUMMER SUN . usually they’re quite INTUITIVE & EMPATHETIC but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite RESERVED & UNFORGIVING as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting 

hi kids! i’m b and this is my sweet mason who is a lil too curious . . . a lil too stubborn . . . and prob shouldn’t be climbing trees anymore . i’ll tell you why in a minute .

BACKGROUND.

near the muddy waters of the cut, surrounded by tangled woodland, there was a two-bedroom house with a leaky roof and an old dog named arlo constantly snoozing on the front step. the sterling residence was nothing to look twice at, but it was home for the first eleven years of mason’s life. she lived there with her dad, matthew, and her mother, charlotte, and things were never quite easy.

mason was a save the marriage baby, a last ditch effort to rekindle love that was slowly fading to nothing... and it worked, for a little while. but as she got older and the novelty of a shiny new baby wore off, things between her parents got rocky again. they were constantly fighting over, well, everything, but money was the root of a lot of it. her dad worked two jobs and still didn’t make much, especially when her mom had a habit of blowing it on things that were far from necessary.

everyone in the cut knew it, too, the way the sterlings were falling apart.. mason knew it was bad when her friends parents’ started bringing it up to her, just checking in to see if she was okay. and she was, for the most part, until the other shoe drop and her mom moved out, revealing she’d been having a long term affair with someone on the other side of the island.

charlotte (mason’s mom) moved out and went full kook in no time. she remarried in a lavish summer ceremony, taking on two picture-perfect step children who were just a little older than mason, and beginning her picture-perfect life in an old plantation house turned mansion. back in the cut, matthew (mason’s dad) still struggled with two jobs and was rarely home, but if you asked, mase would’ve told you she was perfectly happy with that.

a judge presiding over the custody battle for mason, however, was not, and due to her father’s work schedule and lack of supervision in the cut, her mother was granted nearly whole custody of their daughter and at twelve, she moved to the figure 8 and, for five days out of the week, wasn’t allowed back on the rougher side of the tracks.

they called her macy and insisted she always wear shoes when leaving the house. she had a new room, a new wardrobe, and come fall, a new school. her mom signed her up for piano lessons and shoved her back into ballet classes, to keep her occupied, and without any subtlety at all began molding mason into the kind of kook princess that her older step sister was. one day she’d have a coming out party. she’d wear a white dress and take a knee on the stage as a debutant. high school would come and she’d be a cheerleader, a prom queen. her mother had what’s best for her planned out to the very last detail.

her only saving grace was weekends with her dad. she got to head back to the cut for two or three days most weekends, and there she could be whatever she wanted with her father’s full support. unfortunately, though, a lot of her friends noticed the prim and proper new clothes and the perfectly manicured nails. those who didn’t know better saw mason going full kook as well.

with the friends she grew up with slipping away, and the first year of a new middle school being an absolute nightmare, mason decided to give in... mostly because her father, whose heart is too big for his body, asked her to. she was macy, kook princess in training, taking after her older step sister and quietly doing as her mother said. she kept to herself, for the most part, ran through the motions with only so much as an occasional eye roll, but as time passed, it became more difficult.

she missed the cut. she missed friends that liked her for her. she missed having weightless shoulders. it seemed that everyday she was trying to live up to expectations her mother had that she could never meet, that she would never meet because they just weren’t her. so if she couldn’t be prim and proper, she could at least be pretty, right?

tw eating disorder, anorexia

early on, around the age of 14, she started to become hyper-critical of how she looked . . . and how it wasn’t reflective of this older stepsister her mom was in awe of. over time she developed anorexia nervosa, which took form in habits of rarely eating, at first but then progressed into compulsively exercising. it took a toll on her physically and mentally, and eventually she was just kind of the shell of who she used to be.

her father was the first to notice, and thus began a fight that would last two years between her parents. custody was called into question again, all while mason was in therapy and on a prescribed diet to get back to normal weight.

by 15, her father had accepted a newer higher paying job as a director the wildlife center, and he’d stepped back into the dating game. mason spent every other week with him, and her mental health seemed to only increase when she was back home in the cut.

by 16, a final decision was made, granting matthew full custody of mason after a judge took her health and wants into consideration. this was the same time that they moved in with the bauers , and none other than miss finley bauer became, after a little bit of a rocky start, the sister she’d always wanted.

things were good for a long while, and they’ve stayed that way for the most part. heading back to school with the pogues had its hitches, and there are still people who think she might’ve gotten a little too close with the kook side of things, but for the most part, mason moving back was a homecoming. she saw her mother every other weekend and on some holidays, and though she wasn’t made to be a deb, she still had to participate in a few things like midsummers and what not. this time with a little more of a mason spin on it, quietly causing a little trouble where she could. 

she did exceptionally well in school, and by the time she graduated high school, she’d saved up enough and snagged enough s

cholarship money to attend columbia university in new york where she studied journalism. she loved the schoolwork but sorted hated the culture of the city and struggled to find her place. sophomore year she had an ED relapse, but got through it with the insistence of her family.

she recently graduated from columbia with honors, and now she’s back in pogue territory with no idea what the fuck comes next. she doesn’t know where she wants to live, or even if she’s ready for the real world. with grad school and a big girl job on her mind, she’s preoccupied and lost in her thoughts a lot of the time, but she’s happy to be home and happy to be taking a year off to figure it out in coston.

PERSONALITY. 

mason’s got a quiet sort’a nature about her. she’s never the center of attention or the star of the show, and she doesn’t really care to be. part of that quiet nature comes from the unacknowledged lack of self confidence that still lingers under the surface, but most of it just stems from the fact that she was an only child or a misfit child for a long time, so she’s used to keeping to herself. quiet gives her the ability to observe.

that said,.. she’s a bit of a nancy drew type. definitely intuitive, definitely curious, definitely a little too nosy for her own good. it’s what makes her so good on the journalism front, her need for answers and her ability to act on a hunch. if mason’s gut is telling her something, it’s generally right.

she’s an introvert for sure but that doesn’t mean she’s... not friendly. she might not be the first to strike up a conversation, but she’ll hold it for sure. with a bit of a dry sense of humor and a straight faced delivery, she might even shock you. overall, she’s very sweet. very easy to be around.

being observant and intuitive really leans into her being empathetic in that she’s . . . good at people. again, you might not know it since she does a good job of keeping to herself, but she’s very easy to be comfortable around, very easy to spill your secrets to, very easy to trust. which is fair!! because she’s quite trustworthy

though she doesn’t give out her own trust so easily and that absolutely stems from her mommy issues

she’s quite .. .. unforgiving with that sort of thing, too. once you lose it, it’s gone. once you break it, it’s broken. 

super laid back which occasionally looks like apathy . . . but. that’s far from the truth

she’s passionate about a lot , but she’s not going to waste her breath arguing with someone who isn’t willing to learn or compromise.

fearless in a very quiet way like . . . the way i explain it is this: if a whole group was arguing ab who was going into a haunted house first, she wouldn't participate in the argument. she'd just kinda .. . blink . .. and then turn her flashlight on and walk in first

always up for adventure. that little shrug and ‘why not’ sort’a vibe when you ask her to do something is actually a hard yes from miss mason

level-headed as fuck, will keep you sound of mind in a fight

loves being outdoors, especially by the water

rides a longboard everywhere despite having a car

has broken her left wrist twice due to falling out of trees. still has not learned her lesson and will continue to climb trees bc it’s a nice place to sit and read ig chill out tarzan

super mellow. if she were music, she’d probably be a bob marley song

will answer your question with a question bc one: she doesn’t like talking about herself and two: she’s genuinely curious

honestly very smart . . . like clever as the devil and twice as pretty but book smart too . . .. good for her bc her mun could neVer

will not take help if her life depends on it i s2g this idiot could be sinking in quicksand and she’d be like ‘it’s fine i can gET OUT ON MY OWN’

freelance photographer, mostly for the coston paper

bartends at a local dive on fridays/saturdays, otherwise catch her in an ugly tennis skirt lookin uniform at the clubhouse serving old men shitty bloody marys and wishing she could commit murder when they hit on her 

loves her people relentlessly but chooses them very very carefully

did not like living in new york one bit lemme tell ya

always carrying around a film camera. always. 

writes in the margins of all of her books... and even in the margins of her own notes for annotation purposes

brain always running at 139871 mph which is why she’s in her thoughts a lot like she rly is just trying to sort it out

CONNECTION IDEAS.

childhood friends . . . that stayed friends even as she crossed into kook territory . . . and that didn’t stay friends and have since drifted 

the one (1) kook that prob welcomed her and honestly is still pals with her because there’s a genuine friendship there not just a toleration

a skinny love that was at it’s prime during childhood like these two were gonna grow up and get married, had their first kiss on a dare while sitting in a literal tree, old old friends that idk mayb they’re still pining because that like never went away!! or maybe ‘you’ve changed’ and now it’s uhhh.. different

an ex on the kook side would be a fuckin adventure especially if it was after she moved back to the cut and was like i waNT nothing to do with ANY of them . .. , except that one i like that one

an ‘enemy’ aka someone she just never clicked with and they’ve been at each others throats since high school

u KNOW miss mason sterling is all about her girl gang shit so gimme that

the brother she never asked for! never really wanted! but, begrudgingly, needs

ANYWAY THAT’S MASON!!! overall. . . .. she's mellow. v calm, v levelheaded, v to herself. observant and a lil nosy. fearless to a fault on occasion, and stubborn in her independence. loves her people, but chooses them carefully. shouldn't be climbing trees. uHhHhhHhhH hit me up on discord or like this and i’ll come bother u for PLOTS so we can get this thing poppin’ ok that’s all

#coston.intro #LOOK AT THAT #there she is

[embcldens]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ addison rae + cis female + she/her ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , finley bauer , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY year old , ZOOLOGY COLLEGE STUDENT & N.E.S.T VOLUNTEER , and have been living in coston for EIGHT YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of FRECKLES DUSTED ACROSS THE BRIDGE OF YOUR SUNKISSED NOSE , TOUSLED SEA SALT HAIR , A BRIGHT SMILE ETCHED ACROSS YOUR LIPS THAT COULD GIVE THE SUN A RUN FOR ITS MONEY , BEFRIENDING EVERY ANIMAL YOU COME ACROSS , NIGHTS SPENT UNDERNEATH THE CLEAR STAR FILLED SKY & THE SUNS WARMTH AGAINST YOUR SKIN . usually they’re quite EFFLUGENT & DRIVEN but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite CRITICAL & FERVID as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting .

hello , hello , hello !! i’m bronny ( the admin ) , i’m 23 , i’m from new zealand & to say that i’m excited about opening this place back up again & being able to write my lil sunshine girl finley again would be an UNDERSTATMENT !!!  i won’t ramble on about me though bc this intro turned out far longer than i meant it to ( is anyone surprise ? no ... just like finley i too ramble on forever for 0 reason ) so without further ado ... here is finley raegan bauer !!

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BACKGROUND

from the moment finley bauer was born , animals have been at the epicentre of her life . you see , finley bauer was born on march 25th 2000 in durban , south africa to charlotte and ragnar bauer . both of who have dedicated their lives to researching , rehabilitating & preserving the wildlife of africa . charlotte bauer worked for a rehabilitation centre for turtles & ragnar bauer worked as a ranger in kruger national park . so it was no surprise that finley followed in both of their footsteps when it came to their love of animals . animals to finley , no matter how big or small , were ( and still are ) the most special and precious creatures in the world and should be looked after no matter what . it was the first thing she ever really understood and the first thing her parents taught her .

throughout her childhood , finley lived a life many may have envied for one reason or another . for the most part , she had lived with her mother in st lucia where she spent the majority of her free time with her mother at the turtle sanctuary she worked at learning and helping in any way she could . but once the school holidays rolled around … finley traveled the 5 hour journey up to kruger national park to spend the weeks with her father . those , if she was being honest , were her favourite moments of all time . she was only quite young but her father allowed her to not only go on tour after tour with him but she was even allowed to witness some of the most heart warming scenes of the rehabilitation of many animals that had been injured by poachers . it was moments like that , that really cemented in her from an early age about what she wanted to do in life . all she wanted was to be able to help animals in the way her parents did and there was nothing that was going to stop her and becoming a wildlife vet was exactly how she was going to do it .

but at the age of twelve , finley’s life was moved half way across the world due to her mother getting a new job — one in her home town of coston , north carolina . if finley had it her way , she would have stayed with her dad . moving from sous africa , her home , was the last thing she wanted to do but both her parents agreed that kruger national park wasn’t the best place to raise a child so finley swapped her life in south africa for one in coston , north carolina in the united states .

it was an adjustment to say the least . moving to a new town was hard enough to begin with but throw in a small town where everybody knows everybody & a slightly odd pre-teen with a different accent and it makes it even harder . but finley tried to make the best out of a not so great situation , after all if there was one thing that finley bauer was it was adaptable . her parents always thought she was one of the most laidback energetic kids they’d ever known . she had that seemed to last for hours on end and was open to just about anything in the world — something of which they said was a blessing and a curse because adaptable may be something finley is but trouble would have to be the word that describes her perfectly . no matter what , trouble seemed to find her and she seemed to find trouble . which may have been one reason why it wasn’t all that long before finley fell in step with the pogues like she’d been there from the beginning . south africa may always be home to finley but coston quickly became one of her favourite places in the world once she started to settle in .

not much changed throughout her teen years . she was still getting up to mischief , still exploring the world around her and most importantly , still working towards becoming a wildlife vet . not once did the promise she made to her father when she was only 6 years old waiver . it was just about the only thing she took deadly serious in her life . between studying and signing herself up for beach cleans , volunteering for N.E.S.T every year when it came to laying and hatching season , advocating for not only animal rights but human rights as well , it was any wonder that she did find time to be dragged into pogue shenanigans . but somehow she did because the pogues quickly became like a second family to her . she would do anything for any one of them .

which was why once college came around finley found it so hard to leave . she’d thought leaving south africa was hard , but leaving coston and the pogues behind for college ? she had never remembered crying so hard . all she could do was remind herself that this was what she wanted . she wanted to go to college . she wanted to study zoology so she could get into veterinary school . because without it , her dream of helping save wildlife would never come true . plus , it wasn’t like she’d never see them again . she’d only applied for a college on the main land that had an outstanding reputation in science fields , which meant her friends and mum were only a ferry ride away from her if she ever got homesick . it was almost like she’d never left .

PERSONALITY & EXTRAS

a pogue but could also cross over into kook territory if she REALLY wanted to , but this just in : she doesn’t want to . she , her mum and her mum’s boyfriend who’s been living with them for the past 6 years all live on the outskirts of town in a nice little comfortable 2 story home . the bauer family is nowhere near struggling but they’re nowhere near able to live in figure 8 .

a literal ball of energy . has a hard time keeping still . you’ll catch her leg bouncing if she sits for longer than 5 minutes but it’s fine !! give her a little prod and she’ll give you a lil sheepish smile before quitting it …… until about 3 seconds later

v bubbly v friendly . will talk to just about anyone if they don’t give off dodgy vibes . basically just a lil ray of sunshine .

one of the most laidback people you’ll meet . planning isn’t really her thing , she’s a go with the flow kinda gal !! has been caught saying , it’ll be right far too many times in her life even when things have in fact not been right in the end .

will give just about anything a go . believes that an oops is better than a what if . which is exactly why she’s gotten in trouble more times than anyone can count .

loyal to a fault !! will have the back of anyone she loves till she dies . once you have finley on your side , there’s no getting rid of her . she’d kill for the people she loved .

i say she’d kill for the people she loved …. but she really is more on the pacifistic side of things . but at the end of the day , she would fight someone if that was the only thing left to do . she’s kind up to a point . she’s friendly up to a point . she’s helpful up to a point . she’s no doormat that people can walk over .

not that one may ever think that finley bauer was a doormat . because she ? she can be loud ! she can make her opinion heard ! if she doesn’t like something , she’ll say it outright . she can have a real mouth on her .

you’d think she’d be vegan but …. no . the only thing she doesn’t eat is red meat but everything else ? she calls it her personal downfall . but she does try to keep her meat intake down to a minimum . she just has a weakness for seafood okay , no one is more sorry than her . she’ll only eat it if it’s sustainably sourced though so that’s 1 thing

wears a necklace 24/7 that has an elephant pendant that she got from her father for her 10th birthday .

has a big cats paw print ribcage tattoo on her left side ( this position but ... a paw print )

judges people on how they treat animals and how animals react to them . she will immediately distrust you if you don’t like animals .

has an australian shepherd called rafi aka rafiki  ( originally was named scout but she wasn’t having that ) when he was only 2 and she 15

wants to eventually specialise in big cats ( lions , cheetahs , etc. ) or elephants but she has MANY years to figure that out

will watch every nature / wildlife documentary in the world even though she knows they’ll make her cry like a little baby 

is fluent in afrikaans but since limited people in the world actually speak it she .... only sometimes speaks it with her family  

has a south african accent ( example )

CONNECTIONS

to keep this from being any longer , you can find my wanted connections page here & my wanted connections tag here !!

alrighty , that’s it !! if you made it all the way through that ... you’re a real one bc PHEW it got long . i cannot wait to get to plotting with you all so pls , if anything catches your eye and you wanna plot ? just hit that lil heart & i’ll come crawling otherwise just slide on into my dms on here or on discord ( which i kind prefer if we’re being honest here ) !!

#coston.intro #. · ›› 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙮 「 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 」·

[brokcns]

。· . ˙    ⌈dylan o'brien + cis male + he/him + the despondent ⌋  yo , have you meet that  POGUE , noah heart , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY THREE year old  DJ  and have been living in coston for TWO YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of  CEREAL IN COFFEE MUGS , UNMADE BEDS , CIGARETTES , BROKEN SKATEBOARDS & FRECKLES.  but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite CURIOUS & IDIOTIC.

pinterest board is here ! ( illness , hospital tw )

𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩

noah’s parents had a really though time conceiving, for years ! and just when they were about to give up on IVF, they were blessed with twin boys, noah and declan , both chaotic in their own ways and a whole handful to deal with , but their parents loved them with everything they had and then some more. 

he is very much southern, born and raised until the age of fifteen in south carolina until his dad got a job working for the mayor in new york and a significant payrise - so the hearts all moved over here and he  stuck out like a sore thumb at first, some students would tease his accent and mannerisms, but eventually made a lot of friends bc he is very social and cheerful

very much the type to give you the shirt off his back if you were cold, or his lunch if you had none. v much a gentleman

hella musically inclined, & was once very sporty. he is a dj professionally, and has actually travelled a few places to do shows in clubs and festivals !! 

his dj claim is like rufus du sol * listen here * 

noah also played football competitively until graduation , when the day before the big game , he badly injured his back and couldn’t play :)) ur boi still kicks himself about that one, it was his key into college.  he actually did get a second shot at a scholarship for his music and got in to nyu !

kinda clumsy as heck, will trip over air. smokes far too many cigarettes and drinks way too much, curses a lot, skateboards even though he falls off all the time. he can’t cook n pretty much lives off cereal and black coffee.

literally the most cheerful person you’ll meet, tries to look at the upside of everything

* trigger warning; injury & accident - two years ago, noah and his brother declan were in a bad car accident, his brother had been speeding through an intersection and a car drove through a red light and hit them in the passenger side, where noah was. it left him with a pretty serious head injury, and he was in hospital for at least two months for rehabilitation which were absolute hell for him. he had to drop out of college, and the money his family had to spend to keep him well was just far too much. the stress of it all meant that his dad lost his job in the city 

* depression, brain injury trigger warning*  :  after all of this , he fell into a depression and basically stayed in his room the first few months of living in coston after the family moved and lost most of their money on his hospital bills. the guilt of it all being his fault was painful, but his injury and the seizures, migraines , memory problems and sensory issues that came along with it were enough to make him want to sleep and not do much else

he became less of the positive and cheerful person he used to be , a little more frustrated and angry at things , and when he finally interacted with people in coston he didn’t really know who he was, he didn’t know what he liked or disliked anymore because his dj work had indefinitely paused and he couldn’t play his sports. 

he got a job packing shelves at the supermarket after another few months, and made friends with some of the pogues

falls in love at the drop of a hat, but probably wouldn’t admit it.

smokes way too many cigarettes , smells like tobacco, black coffee and froot loops , swears a LOT and probably too much , will drink vodka straight from the bottle , 

sleeps around a lot , & he is quite affectionate 

a bit of a dumbass and is always bruised and battered from falling off his skateboard or a cliff while exploring - there is no in between

#coston.intro #brain injury tw #injury tw #depression tw

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。· . ˙ ☀   ⌈   tommy   martinez +   cis   male   +   he   /   him   +   the   firestarter   ⌋   yo   ,   have   you   meet   that   KOOK   ,   𝐱𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐨   𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬   ,   yet   ?   —   no   ?   well   ,   to   give   you   a   little   heads   up   before   you   do   ,   they’re   a   TWENTY-THREE   year   old,   SOCIALITE   AND   BUSINESS   STUDENT      and   have   been   coming   to   coston   for   FIVE   YEARS   .   since   i’ve   known   them   ,   they’ve   reminded   me   of   𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬   𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡   𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧   𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥   𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬   ,   𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐚   𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞   𝐨𝐟   𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭   𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝   𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬   ,   𝐭𝐨𝐨   -   𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦   𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬   ,   𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬   𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜   𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫   ,   𝐚𝐧   𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐝   𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧   𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡   𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫   𝐚𝐧𝐝   𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬  .   usually   they’re   quite   𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐   &   𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠    but   just   make   sure   you   keep   an   eye   out   for   them   around   town   because   i   heard   can   be   quite   𝑚𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛   &   𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠   as   well   so   here’s   hoping   they   aren’t   the   ones   to   undo   this   whole   peace   pact   they   have   going   on   this   summer   .   but   just   between   you   &   me   ,   i   kinda   hope   it   all   falls   apart   .   the   rivalry   keeps   this   whole   boring   town   interesting   .

xhulio   is   the   result   of   both   parents’   third   marriage   and   is   the   youngest   in   a   legacy   of   five   children   with   nearly   a   10   year   age   gap   between   him   and   his   next   sibling   .   both   parents   being   immigrants   from   venezuela   ,   his   mom   built   a   hotel   empire   and   his   dad   was   an   ambassador   for   the   US   to   south   america   .   their   marriage   lasted   a   total   of   maybe   10   minutes   and   ended   before   xhulio   could   even   remember   .

his   parents   both   went   through   a   minimum   of   two   more   spouses   before   he   hit   middle   school   with   no   intention   to   slow   down   .   raised   by   nannies   and   seeing   his   birthgivers   on   the   odd   time   here   and   there   ,   his   childhood   was   the   typical   to   be   filled   with   material   goods   to   make   up   for   a   lack   of   parental   presence   —   and   to   be   honest   ,   xhulio   didn’t   mind   it   .   as   a   fiend   for   attention   however   he   could   get   it   ,   coming   to   school   with   the   newest   designer   coats   or   most   exclusive   video   game   system   made   him   something   of   a   god   among   his   peers   ,   a   sensation   that   became   buried   deep   into   the   recesses   of   his   mind   and   emotions   as   a   sensation   he   favors   .

a   perpetual   case   of   favorite   child   syndrome   ,   his   father   in   particular   noted   the   unbridled   potential   in   his   son   .   intelligent   ,   charming   ,   and   somewhat   of   a   bully   ,   he   saw   xhulio’s   aggression   as   a   tenacity   that   would   make   him   successful   in   his   life’s   approaches   beyond   belief   .   he   taught   his   son   how   to   use   his   charm   to   his   advantage   and   be   less   outright   forceful   about   his   engagements   ,   using   manipulation   rather   than   brute   force   to   make   his   way   into   whatever   he   wanted   ,   a   skill   the   boy   capitalizes   on   .

his   mother   babies   him   to   no   end   and   makes   him   a   brand   ambassador   for   her   company   ,   having   him   join   her   on   retreats   to   mingle   with   the   children   of   other   investors   .   xhulio   ,   dangerously   well   -   versed   in   how   to   get   what   he   wants   out   of   people   ,   makes   easy   work   of   flipping   each   of   them   to   bend   to   his   very   whim   .   living   the   life   of   a   socialite   ,   in   all   its   glitz   and   glam   ,   is   something   he   thrives   off   of   .   his   father   begins   to   try   and   one   up   his   mother   ,   bringing   him   along   to   government   functions   and   allowing   him   to   brush   elbows   with   senators   and   congresspeople   alike   .   luxury   on   his   mind   ,   xhulio   goes   for   an   ivy   league   business   education   that   makes   the   most   of   his   talents   .

his   mother   buys   out   a   small   hotel   property   in   this   beachy   town   called   the   coston   resort   and   brings   xhulio   along   over   summers   to   oversee   the   renovations   .   enjoying   the   terror   he   can   enact   in   the   town   with   little   to   no   consequence   brought   upon   him   ,   he   comes   back   along   every   summer   to   see   what   more   buttons   he’s   able   to   press   .   finding   the   divide   between   the   pogues   and   the   kooks   has   been   perhaps   one   of   his   favorite   pastimes   to   exploit   ,   seeing   no   reason   to   seek   peace   when   he’s   already   so   entertained   by   the   prospect   of   only   widening   this   riff   .   this   ends   in   an   even   greater   conflict   ,   when   he   gets   into   a   fistfight   last   summer   that   leaves   him   with   a   vendetta   against   the   pogues   that   he   thinks   rather   plague   the   area   .

he   is   one   of   those   obnoxious   smirky   boys   who   is   genuinely   convinced   he’s   a   blessing   to   the   earth   he   walks   on   .   an   entitled   af   childhood   will   do   that   to   you   :/   genuinely   is   of   the   mindset   that   the   world   is   his   and   other   people   just   habitate   it   with   him   .

well   aware   of   how   others   feel   but   just   cant   be   bothered   to   give   a   shit   about   literally   anyone   else   !   is   appallingly   self   -   interested   and   expresses   near   -   disgust   to   be   associated   with   any   form   of   expressed   sensitivity   or   insecurity   .   truly   believes   he   is   a   mini   god   on   earth   .

probably   just   genuinely   doesn’t   feel   sensitive   or   insecure   bc   he’s   never   been   taught   how   to   !   kwjehrwer

manipulative   as   hell   and   will   exploit   everything   around   him   to   get   where   he   wants   to   be   .   he’s   meticulous   about   how   he’s   percieved   and   doesn’t   like   being   seen   as   weak   or   disorganized   .   he’s   obsessive   about   upholding   his   reputation   and   holds   power   and   status   as   two   v   important   qualities   to   him   .   he’s   pretentious   as   all   hell   and   rather   spoiled   so   has   rarely   had   to   work   a   day   in   his   life   .

drips   w   sauce   and   we   hate   him   for   it   !

he   likes   material   goods   and   enjoys   his   lifestyle   less   because   of   the   actual   topics   but   more   so   because   he   gets   to   socialize   while   being   treated   like   luxury   .   his   lowkey   dream   would   be   a   job   where   he   doesnt   actually   do   anything   and   still   gets   2   live   like   a   prince   aka   trophy   husband   but   his   parents   are   too   up   his   ass   giving   him   opportunities   for   him   to   squander   them

likes   2   instigate   shit   for   fun   :/   genuinely   has   nothing   better   to   do

if   for   whatever   reason   u   can   get   past   the   whole   crazy   heartless   psychopath   thing   ,   his   pretentiousness   and   his   drive   mean   he’s   incredibly   straightforward   about   his   desires   and   pursues   what   he   wants   without   second   guessing   himself   .   he’s   generous   and   giving   when   the   mood   strikes   and   isn’t   above   showering   a   romantic   interest   with   lavish   gifts   and   non   stop   attention   even   if   they   show   0   interest   at   first   .   he’s   not   very   trustworthy   but   can   surprisingly   be   reliable   in   a   pinch   —   usually   just   when   it   benefits   him   best   tbh   .

inspired   by   klaus   mikaelson   from   vampire   diaries   and   mark   sloane   from   greys   !   talented   dancer   n   will   take   any   opportunity   to   show   it   ,   likes   2   make   people   intentionally   uncomfortable   bc   its   funny   to   him   ,   has   an   encyclopedic   knowledge   of   old   film   ,   loves   any   excuse   to   throw   a   huge   party   at   the   clubhouse   !

#coston.intro #* ╰ . 𝑥ℎ𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑜 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑺 . : intro . #u ccan tell how hard i lost steam w these kJHWERJWRE

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。·   .   ˙ ☀  ⌈   taylor   hill   +   cis   female   +   she   /   her   +   the   wayfarer   ⌋   yo   ,   have   you   meet   that   POGUE   ,   𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚   𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬   ,   yet   ?   —   no   ?   well   ,   to   give   you   a   little   heads   up   before   you   do   ,   they’re   a   TWENTY-TWO   year   old,   CON   ARTIST   &   WAITSTAFF   AT   THE   COSTON   CLUBHOUSE   and   have   been   living   in   coston   for   TWO   MONTHS   .   since   i’ve   known   them   ,   they’ve   reminded   me   of   𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝   𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢   𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬   𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐭𝐚𝐧   𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬   ,   𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭   𝐨𝐟   𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝   𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬   ,   𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝   𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬   𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧   𝐲𝐨𝐮   𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝   𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞   ,   𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜   𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬   𝐨𝐟   𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭   𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩   𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬   ,   𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫   𝐚𝐥𝐥   𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞   𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞   𝐨𝐟   𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟   𝐚𝐭   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞   𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞   .   usually   they’re   quite   𝑣𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡   &   𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒   but   just   make   sure   you   keep   an   eye   out   for   them   around   town   because   i   heard   can   be   quite  𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠   &   𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡   as   well   so   here’s   hoping   they   aren’t   the   ones   to   undo   this   whole   peace   pact   they   have   going   on   this   summer   .   but   just   between   you   &   me   ,   i   kinda   hope   it   all   falls   apart   .   the   rivalry   keeps   this   whole   boring   town   interesting   .

gonna   make   these   some   short   bullets   to   speed   up   the   process   bc   i   just   want   these   DONE   AND   OUT

vero   was   born   to   a   teen   mom   in   some   buttfuck   florida   town   that   had   nothing   going   for   her   ,   they   were   pretty   much   just   them   two   doing   what   they   could   with   what   they   had   .   they   lived   in   a   little   greek   neighborhood   and   young   veronica   spent   most   of   her   childhood   being   handed   off   from   babysitting   neighbor   to   neighbor   pretty   free   range   while   her   mom   worked   full   time   to   try   and   finish   school   and   provide   for   her   kid   .   literally   the   definition   of   “   it   takes   a   village   .   “      

when   she   was   about   4   ,   her   mom   decided   she   wanted   a   change   of   pace   and   spent   all   of   vero’s   college   fund   set   up   by   her   grandparents   to   buy   an   rv   .   it   was   a   move   that   got   her   cut   off   from   their   support   and   left   vero   with   a   childhood   that   ,   while   the   instability   would   show   its   later   effects   ,   led   to   her   having   the   time   of   her   life   .

her   mom   took   her   through   the   entire   US   ,   homeschooling   her   and   making   money   off   of   conning   whatever   poor   sap   gave   her   the   time   of   day   .   it   was   an   example   that   she   always   told   vero   to   ignore   ,   “   we   only   do   this   because   we   need   to   ,   “   but   built   a   foundation   that   the   impressionable   child   would   never   be   able   to   let   go   of   .

they   stay   put   long   enough   for   vero   to   get   high   school   knocked   out   ,   though   it’s   at   five   different   schools   over   the   course   of   four   years   as   her   mom   can   never   hold   an   honest   job   down   long   enough   to   keep   them   stable   .   at   the   pushes   and   prods   of   getting   to   know   her   heritage   ,   her   mom   begrudgingly   hauls   them   back   to   florida   the   summer   after   vero   finishes   high   school   and   reintroduces   her   to   a   family   she   hasn’t   seen   in   nearly   15   years   .   at   the   question   of   wanting   to   know   her   dad   ,   as   it   turns   out   ,   he   was   the   child   of   a   formidable   oil   family   in   southern   florida   that   had   come   into   quite   a   sum   of   money   .   vero   ,   against   her   family’s   wishes   ,   reaches   out   to   him   in   an   attempt   to   figure   something   out   about   herself   and   her   background   ,   and   to   her   surprise   ,   he’s   actually   excited   to   meet   her   .

he   has   a   whole   other   family   but   he   asks   just   for   a   little   patience   while   he   figures   out   how   to   tell   them   everything   .   he’s   kind   and   generous   and   pretty   great   of   a   dude   for   having   never   known   he   had   fathered   a   child   with   a   simple   hookup   he   had   had   in   his   youth   considering   they   went   to   different   schools   and   she   ghosted   him   afterwards   .   vero’s   truly   ready   to   settle   down   for   once   and   start   a   life   with   the   family   she   had   finally   gotten   ,   until   her   mom   reaches   out   in   dire   need   of   money   after   crashing   the   RV   following   a   night   of   recklessness   .   vero   ,   getting   a   cold   slap   to   reality   of   the   life   she   had   grown   up   knowing   ,   realizes   she’ll   probably   never   be   suited   for   the   lifestyle   her   dad   wants   her   to   join   him   in   ,   and   relapses   into   what   she   knows   .   she   steals   a   sizable   amount   of   money   and   other   things   from   him   ,   disappearing   in   the   middle   of   the   night   from   the   home   he   had   opened   up   to   her   and   drops   off   enough   money   to   her   mom   to   help   her   get   by   —   making   this   the   last   she   ever   sees   of   her   .

she   buys   a   beat   up   vintage   hatchback   and   hightails   it   out   of   florida   ,   spending   no   longer   than   6   months   in   any   given   place   .   she   works   small   odd   jobs   and   spends   her   days   lounging   in   the   sun   and   spending   nights   performing   raggedy   90’s   karaoke   covers   and   pouring   shots   into   the   mouths   of   random   bar   -   goers   ,   charming   the   pants   off   just   about   anyone   who   gives   her   the   time   of   day   ,   usually   making   off   with   their   wallet   or   earning   herself   a   sugar   parent   for   a   week   or   so   who   lavishes   her   in   gifts   .   it’s   not   a   lifestyle   she   particularly   enjoys   ,   to   be   honest   ;   her   dream   would   be   to   be   an   artist   and   own   her   own   trinket   store   to   occupy   her   time   ,   keeping   her   for   once   in   one   place   .   but   swindling   people   is   all   she   knows   ,   and   part   of   her   identity   is   the   freedom   of   having   nothing   to   tie   her   down   —   admittedly   ,   a   lifestyle   she   doesn’t   see   herself   letting   go   of   any   time   soon   .

so   here   she   is   in   coston   ,   taking   up   a   job   in   the   swanky   coston   clubhouse   where   she   gets   hit   on   by   more   older   men   with   money   than   she   knows   what   to   do   with   .   she   spends   her   afternoons   on   the   beach   chatting   up   whoever   glances   her   way   and   spending   her   nights   in   a   shoddy   beat   up   apartment   she   pays   on   a   month   by   month   lease   .   two   months   isn’t   much   by   normal   standards   ,   but   she’s   feeling   herself   grow   comfortable   in   coston   in   a   way   she   hasn’t   felt   in   many   places   beyond   that   —   something   the   kook   /   pogue   divide   threatens   to   ruin   for   her   and   send   her   packing   promptly   the   moment   something   goes   wrong   .

personality   wise   ,   vero   has   a   rather   laid   back   ,   enthusiastic   personality   and   is   the   type   of   talker   who   could   sell   ice   to   a   snowman   .   astute   and   observant   despite   a   hippie   -   dippie   disposition   ,   she   gives   the   illusion   of   no   attention   payed   while   she’s   secretly   analyzing   where   in   your   pockets   you   keep   your   wallet   ,   how   often   you   look   at   your   phone   ,   what   your   insecurities   are   ,   etc   ,   and   figuring   out   exactly   how   to   capitalize   off   of   that   .   though   she’s   opportunistic   ,   she’s   got   a   heart   enough   to   not   take   advantage   of   most   people   in   precarious   situations   —   though   her   judgement   has   definitely   been   skewed   before   :(

serial   liar   and   never   gets   called   out   for   it   bc   she   never   stays   in   one   place   long   enough   kkwjherjwr   but   lies   about   simple   things   like   what   her   plans   are   or   if   she’s   already   had   lunch   literally   just   lies   for   no   good   reason   ?   just   has   this   unhealthy   concept   that   if   she   tells   people   everything   about   herself   she’s   gonna   get   screwed   over   somehow   so   she   wants   2   be   the   one   screwing   others   over   first   ?   trust   issues   ig

not   a   bad   person   if   she   would   stop   just   being   unreliable   lmao   !   she’s   truly   very   easygoing   and   has   a   natural   disposition   that   wants   to   make   those   around   her   feel   good   ,   very   nurturing   in   a   sense   ?   if   y’all   saw   hustlers   —   ramona   ,   looks   out   for   others   and   makes   them   feel   important   but   at   the   end   of   the   day   she’s   looking   out   for   herself   almost   exclusively   .   it’s   not   that   she   wants   to   be   selfish   ,   if   anything   ,   she   wishes   she   could   feel   secure   enough   to   let   herself   stay   close   to   people   and   put   down   roots   .   she’s   just   had   a   pretty   shitty   experience   letting   people   in   and   doesn’t   want   to   subject   herself   to   the   unknowns   of   investing   in   other   people   .   despite   being   pretty   detached   and   emotionally   uninvested   ,   she   has   a   warm   ,   calming   demeanor   that   balances   out   even   the   most   combative   of   personalities   .

idol   is   90’s   gwen   stefani   (   she   has   a   early   no   doubt   cover   band   that   performs   at   a   local   bar   on   friday   nights   just   for   her   to   have   something   to   do   KWJEHRJWER   )   and   twiggy   ,   her   apartment   is   full   of   those   little   beaded   door   things   that   hang   in   the   doorway   ,   will   braid   her   bangs   out   of   the   way   when   working   on   a   project   and   looks   a   whole   ass   mess   ,   is   a   pretty   talented   artist   and   bases   her   work   ,   whether   paintings   ,   sculptures   ,   or   sketches   ,   off   of   her   experiences   traveling   ,   has   a   minidoodle   she   picked   up   off   the   road   somewhere   in   georgia   named   tate   who   goes   everywhere   he   can   with   her   .

#coston.intro #* ╰ . 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑲 . : intro .

[curtjoey]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ courtney eaton + female + she/her ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , josephine joey curtis , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY year old, GROCER, and have been living in coston for SIXTEEN YEARS. since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of HALF PAINTED CANVASES, AFTERNOON THUNDERSTORMS , FRESH CUT FRUIT & CITRUS , LATE NIGHT DRIVES , SUNRISE SURF BREAKS , WORN & FADED DENIM , SECRETIVE SMILES . usually they’re quite ENDEARING & ALTRUISTIC but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite CYNICAL & TEMPERAMENTAL as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting . ✏ lou, 26, she/her, aest

yo i’m lou and i have no idea what i’m doing. no seriously, no bloody clue. this is my first time trying my hand at a tumblr roleplay so please hold my hand and tell me i’m doing a good job even if i’m not. i reside in sydney, work in consulting and am currently stuck in my home trying to stop my brain from melting. my hobbies include drinking red wine, ordering food and online shopping. i am here with my wholesome trash baby josephine joey who will ruin your life with a smile. you can hit me up on discord @ fleabag#6681

JOEY CURTIS

“sometimes i worry, i wouldn’t be such a feminist if i had bigger tits.” – fleabag (but also joey curtis at some point. probably)

&& THE BASICS

full name: josephine “joey” meredith curtis birth date: 10 june, 1999 sexuality: bisexual zodiac: gemini mbti: isfp alignment: chaotic neutral temperament: sanguine

&& A PORTRAIT

joey moved to coston when she was four years old, but coston and specifically the cut has been part of who she was since she was born. she’s the unlucky daughter of harriet curtis, a woman who found value in how much attention a man would give to her. a woman who decided to follow a man across the country when she was seventeen only to end up pregnant and with nowhere to go.

she’s thankful she can’t remember those earlier years, the strings of men, the moving from town to town. eventually her mother packed up and moved back to coston after a break up with another boyfriend. it was there that the pair moved in with joey’s beloved grandpa, a staple of the coston community and the owner of a humble greengrocer in town. a man with a huge heart who, despite not having himself, constantly gave back to the community—a trait joey has adopted from her pa.

joey has a big heart, it’s just buried under a lot of dry humour and sarcasm. she doesn’t give away much, you need to put in work if you want to get to know her and it’s always been this way. she wants love, but she watches how freely her mother gives that away and gets taken advantage of. joey wants more for herself, she’s just not sure what.

her mother’s reputation has followed joey as well. it’s that old saying “like mother, like daughter” but with joey it’s not the case at all and a few mistakes with guys when she was younger has earned her the same reputation as her mum. but joey takes it in her stride, and if anybody gets on the wrong side of her she’s not above teaching them a lesson. a lot of coston guys have been met with a knee to their junk courtesy of joey curtis. 

she’s never been one for the spotlight, much preferring to keep the attention off her. throughout school she kept her head down, trying her damnedest to get a scholarship for college. her social life? it existed and she’d go to the occasional party but shit always ended poorly - a fight, some guy trying something that ended with joey kneeing him in the dick. she much preferred spending her time surfing, painting or with people she actually liked (and there weren’t many of them). she knew she needed to work her ass off so the rejections were a huge fucking blow to her pride. joey feels stuck now and  she’s spent the past few years licking her wounds but has started picking up the brush again.

&& HEADCANONS

you can find her at her grandpa’s store most days. she’s basically taken over running the joint as he’s gotten on in age

they donate a lot of their food to families and people in need around the area and what extra money they have her grandpa usually donates

she lives in a small granny flat out the back of her pa’s two bedroom home

has a garage filled with canvases and paintings. her grandpa won’t let her throw out any

lost her virginity at 15 to a fucking kook who told the world about it. it sucked. she hates him. will never date a kook again. 

“yes i did fuck your boyfriend” but not really

early morning surfs are like crack to her

will rip your dick off if you try anything - she has some unresolved anger issues ok, and guess what? you probably deserved it anyway

will tell you she doesn’t give a shit about you but also drop off a care package to your house and tell you it’s from her pa and not her

hopeless romantic who reads austen and swoons about hand touches but would rather choke than admit it

420 and chill

her mum still comes and go’s from coston a lot, following whatever man she’s after at the moment. she always comes back though, to take advantage of joey’s grandpa’s generosity, sleep with the men in town, piss off people and then leave again—but joey won’t ever say a bad word about her, it’s her mum after all 

has no idea who her dad is and has no desire to track him down

desperately wants to get out of coston, has the brains to do so, but has kind of accepted that she’ll likely end up here no matter what

good kid at heart, just got dealt a shitty hand

no she will not paint you nude

&& WANTED CONNECTIONS

support your local girl gang - her ride or dies thank u very much. in this house we stan strong women 

the kook she slept with when she was 15? there could be some animosity between the pair, a bit of angst, unresolved shit 

anything and everything? 

#coston.intro #i will tag this nicely later #just wanted to post it before work consumes me

[ofjustine]

。· . ˙  ☀ ⌈ ester expósito + cis female + she / her + the fallen angel ⌋ yo , have you meet that KOOK , justine delgado , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY-ONE year old , PHYSIOTHERAPY COLLEGE STUDENT , and have been coming to coston for NINE YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of EARLY MORNING ALARMS THAT PULL YOU FROM A FITFUL SLEEP , A TWISTED & DARK PATH LEADING YOU TO AN UNKNOWN LOCATION , FIGURE SKATES HIDDEN AT THE BACK OF THE WARDROBE UNTOUCHED FOR YEARS , FAKING IT UNTIL YOU MAKE IT , CONSTANT REASSURANCES OF ‘I’M FINE’ TO SAVE OTHERS FEELINGS & A SMILE THAT DOESN’T QUITE REACH THE EYES . usually they’re quite OBSERVANT & COMPASSIONATE but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite RETICENT & DISTRUSTFUL as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting .

BACKGROUND

trigger warnings for infertility , injuries , accidents & depression

prologue

before one can get into all that much about justine delgado , you have to know that justine’s story started long before she was even born. you see her parents — danielle & samuel delgado — were one of those couples that wanted a child more than anything in the world by sadly , for some reason , could not have one of their own . they tried for years before resigning themselves to the fact that it was just not meant to happen naturally & though adoption was on the table, there was more more option that they could try . ivf . that’s right , justine delgado is an ivf baby !

ivf in itself wasn’t the easiest road & it took a couple of rounds but on the 14th of september danielle & samuel delgado welcomed the child they’d been wanting more than anything in the world into their lives. justine delgado was a miracle baby & because of that here parents doted on her completely , she was their world & they were hers .

beginning

it was obvious from the start that justine was special . she wasn’t just a simple happy child with a small twinkle in her eye. the twinkle burned furiously and brightly , she was a bright light that filled any room she stepped into . though maybe it was what her parents had instilled in her from an earlier age that helped her grow into such a person because you see her parents had always told her to reach for the stars and that in the end if she liked who she was as a person , at the end of the day , that’s all that truly mattered . they worked hard on making sure she was confident in herself . she was without a doubt a soft person but when it came down to it justine was unapologetically herself . she knows her values , her beliefs , her abilities and her worth and i doubt there’s a person that could have ever sway her or make her change her mind .

thanks to the values & beliefs instilled in her by her parents , it was no surprise that justine excelled in almost everything that she did . once she set her mind on achieving something she didn’t stop until she reached it . she was a perfectionist through n’ through & though it aided her in excelling there was no denying that it was also one of her downfalls , she could never do things half heartedly or allow herself a moment to breathe until she was happy .

but for all the things she’s done , there’s only ever been one thing that’s she cared about most in the world . figure skating . since her parents first enrolled her into classes when she was 4 she’s known that it’s the only thing she’s ever wanted to do in life & being able to compete in the olympics was her ultimate goal . a goal she dedicated her whole life to .

her whole life revolved around figure skating . if she wasn’t at school she was at the ice rink training on & off the ice for 4 hours a day . & though she had a solid group of friends around her that did every so often manage to convince her to take a moments rest her social life was almost near non-existent . the olympics were the only thing that mattered at the end of the day , something that was highly achievable thanks to her quickly rising through the levels & winning competition after competition .

middle

though , her plans shifted a little when she was around 15 . the planned had always been to go to the olympics as an individual but after her coach suggested that maybe she could excel in pairs justine’s goal changed course & eric daniels became an important person in her life . he was going to help her win that gold medal & if justine was honest , there was something about doing pairs that skating on her own had never come close to touching .

everything in justine’s life was on track . her & eric were dominating their competitions & were always top of the leader board . there was even talk of them attempting to qualify for the 2018 winter olympics . but one moment , one second , was all it took for justine’s world to come tumbling down .

it was a lift she & eric had done thousands of times before , but a mere second of being out of balance caused it to result in an accident no one could have seen coming . justine ended up with a fractured ankle & a concussion .

the two injuries weren’t exactly the most uncommon in the skating world but this was different. almost everything in her ankle was ruined . tendons , ligaments , bone — and even after surgery it was career ending thanks to also being diagnosed with complex regional pain syndrome ( crps ) . justine’s dream of going to olympics was torn from her , leaving her completely lost . without figure skating , she didn’t know who she was or what in the world her life was going to be like now that everything had changed .

at 18 justine was at a loss , having zero plans other than figure skating & watching her friends all go off to college , affected her severely . she lost herself and allowed her crps to take over her life — crutches & pain killers made it just possible for her to walk anywhere . justine was a shell of herself and in the end her parents had to intervene & after countless doctors , pain specialists , physio and psychologist appointments , justine got off her crutches and slowly but surely got some of her life back . walking around and managing to do simple daily tasks was enough to bring back some light back into her eyes .

just around the time after her 19th birthday justine attempted to put her skates back on , after all the doctors never said anything about never being able to skate ever again , but it seemed her physical injuries  weren’t the only thing plaguing her . stepped out onto the ice brought back memories of the last time she was on the ice & since that day , she’s never stepped foot back into the ice rink that was once her whole life . she hated that something she once loved now terrified her .

present

she knew she had to start focusing on something else & the fact that her parents were also starting to ask questions about her future , justine finally decided to give university a go . she saw her friends having the time of their lives & thought maybe getting out there & experiencing things she’d never let herself experience completely due to her dedication to figure skating would do a world of good for her . but instead of going to college with her friends , justine enrolled in a university in england . thinking a fresh start where no one knew her would do her some good , so after being accepted into her chosen field of physiotherapy , she was off.

but no matter how much progress she’s made , there’s still a large part of her that has zero clue about what she’s doing or who she really is without figure skating . however , due to not wanting anyone to worry & wanting to appear like she’s doing okay she paints a mask of the girl everyone wants her to be , the old her . the girl that knew who she was inside & out , the girl that never put a foot wrong , the girl that hadn’t been through any trauma . she was easier that way after all , she didn’t come with ’ issues ’ no one really want to hear about , not even her parents , & it seems as though everyone’s buying into the perfect facade she’s built .

PERSONALITY & EXTRA INFO

though she was born in cheltenham , england , due to her father’s work the delgado family moved to chicago when she was only about 3-4 years old & has been living there ever since . however , they do travel to england & spain a lot to visit family .

after her family were invited down to one of her father’s colleagues summer house in coston one summer , her parents fell in love with the place & bought a house there when justine was about 12 . since then , they’ve been coming down each summer ever since .

though justine has always enjoyed her time at coston , she’s become less & less enthused about going each summer . since she’s just finished her 2nd year at uni in england she’d much rather just stay in england with the friends she made over there but her parents believe it’s better for her to come back & be with her family rather than allowing her to do who knows what in england .

even though her parents never forced the level of perfection justine sees for herself , after justine learnt that she was an ivf baby she’d put a lot of pressure on herself . she feels like ... her parents literally PAYED a shit ton of money to have her ... & she doesn’t want to let them down so !! perfection !! it’s !! gotta !! be !!

the type to look put together 24/7 . even her comfy clothes look like something out of a fashion magazine ... pls chill the hell out & look a mess for once in you life , i’m BEGGING

her parents may love her but .... there’s no denying that there is a part of them that wishes that justine doesn’t .... have the ‘ issues ’ she’s dealing with . they kind of just ... pretend they’re not there & hope it goes away . news flash parents , they’re gonna be there her whole life !!

even though she is at her a core a caring , loving & compasionate person who would do anything for the people she loves , she can come across as quite cold , disinterested & seems like she’d be a bitch if we’re being HONEST . but she just has her walls built so gd high that she finds it hard to let a lot of people in , believes that it’s better to keep people at a distance bc then they can’t hurt her like previous people in her life !!! 

talking of people that have hurt her (: she’s only ever had 1 boyfriend in her life & everyone thought they were going to be those cliche high school sweethearts but turns out the boy was a DICK & everything fell apart when justine had her accident bc he just didn’t want to deal with all of that & uh .. cheated on her & then blamed it all on her bc she was ‘ hard to deal with & he didn’t need that toxicity in his life ’ basically just made her feel p worthless & i hate him (:

literally HATES being touched & is terrified of heights bc of everything that happened on the ice ): has problems with intimacy & just ... can’t deal with it all bc all she gets is images of that day on the ice when her world turned to SHIT . she just has a hard time trusting people because the last people she let into her life that had a hand in her life ... shattered that trust .

even though she’s studying physiotherapy she is currently not 100% sold on it & is kinda just .... doing it because it’s something to do & appeases her parents need of her to have a bright future even if she just wants to .... cry 

is more or less in some sort of pain every day due to her crps but for the most part she deals with it . though it sometimes does get TOO MUCH & she retreats into herself

on a happier note , she has a bengal cat called kovu that she loves with her whole heart & he means the world to her . would be devasted if anything happened to him bc he’s kinda ... keeping her going bc who’s gonna look after him if anything happens to me . has been flying him back & forth from england to america

#coston.intro

[emmelinematthews]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ florence pugh + cis female + she/her + the prosperous ⌋  yo , have you meet that KOOK , emmeline matthews , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY-TWO years old , STUDENT , and have been living in coston for TWENTY-TWO years . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of PLAID SKIRTS AND SADDLE OXFORDS , A FIELD OF SUNFLOWERS IN THE SUMMER , A BEDSIDE TABLE FULL OF BOOKS YOU’LL NEVER READ . usually they’re quite ENCOURAGING & PASSIONATE but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite STUBBORN & EMOTIONALLY-CHARGED as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting . ✏  greer 23 CST

. stats

full name: emmeline grace matthews. date of birth: june 13th. place of birth: port angeles, washington. sexuality: bisexual  aesthetic: plaid skirts and saddle oxfords, a field of sunflowers in the summer heat, a bedsite table full of books you’ll never read, the calm quiet in a forest after a storm. zodiac: gemini.

.about

emmeline was born in the rainy woods of the pacific northwest however she never got around to seeing much of it as it wasn’t long until her family moved across the country to coston. her parents had hopes of starting their own restaurant and saw the potential within the small town on a visit one summer. 

growing up, business was manageable but by no means thriving until her sophomore year of high school when a wealthy visiting family took interest in the business and worked with emmeline’s parents to help the place get the recognition it deserved. after that, it was all uphill. the restaurant started to thrive and it wasn’t long until emmeline’s family moved out of the cut and into figure eight. 

for a while after moving, emmeline immersed herself within the world of the kooks. she was desperate to fit in and found it much easier than she would have imagined. she liked the nice clothes and the amenities that came with her new life. of course, she missed her friends but she also liked her new friends.

once the newness wore off, emmeline found herself stuck between the two worlds. she wants to maintain the friendships she had growing up with her friends from the cut but she knows things aren’t the same anymore and cant help but get the feeling that they look at her differently now. she hopes that with the truce she can find a happy medium between the two but she doesn’t know if that’s possible. 

after graduating high school, emmeline moved back to the west coast for college. while she loves the time that she’s spent back in washington, she misses coston and she’s very happy to be back home for the summer.

. headcanons

emmeline is a plant girl. she loves them and has far too many in her home. 

emmeline is also probably lowkey a vsco girl. she definitely has the water bottle and the app and she is not afraid to admit it. 

her wardrobe consists of outfits centered around her vast collection of skirts. she honestly isn’t sure when the last time she wore actual pants that weren’t of the pajama variety. if she’s leaving her house, she’s leaving in a skirt. 

. wanted connections

friendship

childhood best friend (pogue): someone that emmeline was close friends with before her family moved. they tried to keep things going afterword but one thing led to another and they realized it just wasn’t going to work. perhaps things ended very badly or perhaps they just fizzled out. point is that now things are just not the same. 

current best friend (kook): someone she really met once she moved out. perhaps they showed her that things aren’t just black and white when it comes to kooks and that there is potential for her to have a social life within that world. 

romantic

potential ex (pogue): someone she was friends with or dating before her parents moved. probably her first real relationship. maybe things ended badly, who knows.

potential fwb (kook or pogue): secret relationships ftw

familial

older sibling (male): not necessary but if anyone’s interested bc sibling relationships are my kryptonite

negative

frenemy (kook or pogue) : someone emmeline has perhaps never had a good relationship with

#coston.intro #about