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Update: I think I am back for good now. I am also in the killing stalking fandom kill me please.






Watch this music video all the way through.




You are the protagonist of your own life, aren't you
мυтa ιѕ a ғιlтнy nerd wнo wιѕнeѕ тнey нad eѕp and a ѕιgnιғιcanт oтнer
ⓐⓑⓞⓤⓣ | ȚŮMBĻŖ | мεssαgε мε

Baby|daddy|Lusa-chii|shi-chan|morbidchild|megs|Pinkra|Eli|ily|Callyy|As|Dar|Sully
" if i don't have you up here i still love you i am just lazy garbage and am still editing

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how the fuck did I join a Harem?


wife | dad | bab | nomnom | raj | aspen | shi-chan | nami | glows | eli | mou | jourdie

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  |marauder| / muta / 10d 23h 55m 31s
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Ezra was surprised that he actually enjoyed the train ride talking to Cam. Although Ezra's preferred company was the ancient creatures of the forest or the comfortable silence that was his own, he rather liked having someone to listen to. Maybe this year the Hufflepuff would try to make friends rather than finding clients. Vinicius Spalding's pale, angular face flashed through Ezra's mind causing the boy to shutter. [i What the fuck?]

Once Ezra was off the train, he gathered his things and turned to Cam but to his surprise, the other Hufflepuff had been lost in the sea of black robes. Sighing, Ezra scratched his head. For a moment he toyed with the idea of turning into a wolf and making his way to Hogwarts on his own but he knew better. He wasn't in the mood to get chewed out. That is to say if it were even possible for him to [i get caught.] Ezra had acquired a certain [i magical artifact] during his first year. It wasn't before long that the boy had been sneaking around the castle and once he was brave enough, off grounds.

Deciding he would be better this year, Ezra found an empty carriage. The thestral pulling it gave him a push searching his pockets for treats. Reaching into his backpack, Ezra pulled out a paper bag full of jerky. His grandmother had perfected a dried meat recipe targeted towards all of her favorite carnivorous creature. Careful not to get his fingers bitten off by the winged horse, he said his goodbye and climbed into the carriage.

Ezra wasn't really surprised when two Ravenclaws joined him in his carriage. Of course it was Vini and Natalie. Ezra didn't know Natalie personally. All that he could gather was the girl hadn't figured out that being on the Quidditch team [i wasn't a personality trait.] Ezra didn't have anything against her. He quite liked the ruthless bitch archetype whether he would admit it or not. Settling into the corner of the bench, Ezra kept quiet hoping maybe the two wouldn't notice him. He was rather good at being invisible.
  |marauder| / muta / 8h 30m 38s
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Wells pursed his lips and scratched his head. He vaguely remembered the blonde. She had been a little trouble the year before. The captain knew he needed to find a new seeker after theirs had graduated the year before. Sighing, he smiled sheepishly.
[b [#741500 "Mati you'll have to teach about all the players this year."]] Wells suggested.

The tawny-haired boy rested his head on his elbow and gazed out the window. He watched the trees go by as the train grew closer to the station. His mind wandered. He wasn't sure if he should bring it up to his keeper. Deciding she would understand him most, he opened his mouth.
[b [#741500 "James Monroe offered me a spot on the team after graduation if tryouts go well and I don't know what to do."]] He babbled. He knew Matilda wouldn't judge him for not knowing what he wanted. Most would jump at the chance but Wells had his fears. Would he be good enough? Was he capable of such a huge opportunity.

As the train squealed to a stop like Wells during the Great Feast. It was dusk by the time all of the students were off the locomotive. First years were being wrangled by the woolly groundskeeper Hagrid. Wells grabbed his bags and took Matilda's hand as the two made their way towards their carriage. He had gotten comfortable enough with the Gryffindor and didn't want to lose her in the crowd.

Before climbing into the carriage, Wells gave the skeletal equine a pat on the face and a scratch behind the ear. The thestral shook her massive head and nudged at the boys hand. Grinning from ear to ear, Wells was excited to start the year as a teacher's assistant in the fifth year Care for Magical Creatures. The captain had discovered his knack for creature care and ran with it.

Settling in his seat next to Matilda, he spotted the Hufflepuff from before. The underclassman was oblivious to the two as he inched towards the edge of the freight. Wells watched curiously unsure whether or not to just ask. Before he could make a decision, Camden had leaned too far over and disappeared from sight. Without thinking, Wells reached out a strong arm and scooped up the boy before he could fall to the fast moving ground. Pulling him effortlessly into the seat, Wells let out a sharp breath.
[b [#741500 "Bloody hell, are you trying to get yourself killed?!"]] Snapped Wells. Cam's meek response softened Wells flustered expression. Running his fingers through his now messy hair, Wells sunk back into his seat and shook his head with a smile. [b [#741500 "You almost died and you're apologizing? If you really want to pet the thestrals you should have just asked."]] Wells let out a laugh. It was going to be an interesting year.

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Ezra was surprised that he actually enjoyed the train ride talking to Cam. Although Ezra's preferred company was the ancient creatures of the forest or the comfortable silence that was his own, he rather liked having someone to listen to. Maybe this year the Hufflepuff would try to make friends rather than finding clients. Vinicius Spalding's pale, angular face flashed through Ezra's mind causing the boy to shutter. [i What the fuck?]

Once Ezra was off the train, he gathered his things and turned to Cam but to his surprise, the other Hufflepuff had been lost in the sea of black robes. Sighing, Ezra scratched his head. For a moment he toyed with the idea of turning into a wolf and making his way to Hogwarts on his own but he knew better. He wasn't in the mood to get chewed out. That is to say if it were even possible for him to [i get caught.] Ezra had acquired a certain [i magical artifact] during his first year. It wasn't before long that the boy had been sneaking around the castle and once he was brave enough, off grounds.

Deciding he would be better this year, Ezra found an empty carriage. The thestral pulling it gave him a push searching his pockets for treats. Reaching into his backpack, Ezra pulled out a paper bag full of jerky. His grandmother had perfected a dried meat recipe targeted towards all of her favorite carnivorous creature. Careful not to get his fingers bitten off by the winged horse, he said his goodbye and climbed into the carriage.

Ezra wasn't really surprised when two Ravenclaws joined him in his carriage. Of course it was Vini and Natalie. Ezra didn't know Natalie personally. All that he could gather was the girl hadn't figured out that being on the Quidditch team [i wasn't a personality trait.] Ezra didn't have anything against her. He quite liked the ruthless bitch archetype whether he would admit it or not. Settling into the corner of the bench, Ezra kept quiet hoping maybe the two wouldn't notice him. He was rather good at being invisible.
  |captain| / muta / 14d 19h 13m 50s
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➢ Firebolt (1993)
➢ Firebolt Supreme (2014)
➢ Firebolt Delta (2017)
➢ Firebolt Ultra

[https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Thunderbolt [abel [b [u [size16 Thunderbolt]]]]]
➢ Thunderbolt VII (2014)
➢ Thunderbolt VIII (2015)
➢ Thunderbolt IX (2017)
➢ Thunderbolt X (2018)

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➢ Cleansweep Seven (1992)
➢ Cleansweep Eleven (1995)
➢ Cleansweep Revolution (2015)

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➢ Nimbus 2000
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  |captain| / muta / 26d 7h 3m 53s
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Ezra shook his head and insisted that his housemate sat next to him. He watched as Vini exited the cart. Ezra was surprised at how lonely he felt when the Ravenclaw left. He didn't think Vini would actually leave. The two of them had a playful banter between them for so long but maybe Vinicius had grown tired of how Ezra treated him. For a split second he frowned. Before letting anyone see it, he turned and smiled at Camden.

[b [#efd900 "Hey don't worry. We really weren't talking about anything."]] Ezra said trying to hide the bitterness in his voice. He couldn't figure out why he was so upset all of a sudden. Hopefully talking to the sweet fifth year would change his mood.

He was amazed that Camden had finished his animagi training over the summer. He knew Camden was talented but the boy was rather shy and he wasn't sure if he would commit to it. When he had inquired about it the year before, Ezra didn't know if he was serious or not. When Ezra learned about animagi his third year he knew it was something he wanted. His teachers were uncertain about offered to help despite Ezra's lonesome demeanor.

[b [#efd900 "That's fantastic Cam. I am really happy for you. We will have to go out and explore together this year."]] Ezra beamed. He had remembered his own training. It wasn't exceptionally hard due to his lack of friends but he assumed it might have been difficult for a sweet guy like Camden.

The sun was beginning to set as the Hogwarts Express slowed into the Hogsmeade Station. Ezra stared out the window as the light tucked its head behind the mountains. He was excited to be back at school.]]]

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Wells smiled his signature heartbreak smile at Matilda as she picked out her sweets. He had missed his best friend and was excited for the coming year.
[b [#741500 "My summer was great. The Irish team was so fun to work with. I have a signed sweatshirt for you just like you asked."]] He gushed. His summer with the Irish team was non stop fun and he was chomping at the bit to teach his team what he had learned. This year would be great for the Gryffindor team. They had a solid winning season last year but Wells wanted Gryffindor to without a doubt be the best team this year.

Just as the Gryffindor Captain stuffed a chocolate frog in his mouth, he spotted a small blonde girl scowling at him. He vaguely recognized her as a quidditch opponent. He couldn't remember if she was Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. As soon as she opened her mouth he knew, [i Ravenclaw.] Her sharp tongue and witty comebacks were classic Ravenclaw. He wasn't sure why she was trying to pick a fight with him. Scratching the back of his head, he swallowed his treat and smiled.
[b [#741500 "I mean if you need some tips I don't mind helping."]] He laughed.
Crossing his arms, his playful demeanor changed. His massive body and tall stature were all the more menacing when he stood at full height. Narrowing his eyes, he bent over so the two were eye level. The chaser was no longer the lovable teddy bear everyone knew him as. He was the ferocious player that had earned him team captain two years in a row. He was Wells Anders, the sixth year that earned himself a place in the Irish National Quidditch Team summer program.
[b [#741500 "I am sure Matilda could coach you on your flying too."]] Letting out a hearty laugh, he scooped up his snacks. [b [#741500 "See you on the field."]]

Following Matilda back to their seat, he was excited to consume mass quantities of sweets. Once the two were seated, he furrowed his brows. [b [#741500 "Hey Mati, who was that girl? I don't think I have ever seen her in my life."]] He confessed with a sheepish smile. Wells didn't mean to be threatening to the girl. He just hated when people badmouthed him or his team.

Wells opened his mouth to speak again but then stopped. James Monroe, the Irish team captain, had offered Wells a spot on the team after graduation. The Gryffindor was torn between quidditch and his new found love for magical creature care. He wasn't sure who to talk to about his dilemma. It should be a no-brainer. The Irish National team offered to train him again next summer and then a try-out. He knew he should go for it but his knack for creature care was holding him back. Sighing, he took a bite of his pasty before slumping back into his chair.
  |marauder| / muta / 14d 19h 42m 40s
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[b [#6e9494 "Ezra! Ezra!"]] Called a distant voice.

Averting his attention from the winged horse, he turned his head to the noise. Glancing at his watch, Ezra had lost track of time. Cursing to himself, he said his goodbyes to the thestrals before hopping the fence and running back to the farmhouse.

Inside, a frail old woman was hunched over the sink handing dishes to a house elf. She was humming a familiar tune. At the kitchen table sat a middle-aged woman. Her face was young, the only signs of age were the laughter lines around her mouth and eyes telling the tales of a life full of love. Her ebony hair was pulled back into a bun and she was wearing a pair of worn overalls. She was sipping a cup of tea watching her elder with a smile.

[b [#efd900 "Hello Mum, Gran, Geralt."]] Greeted the boy as he entered the kitchen, kicking off his muddy boots.
[b [#6e9494 "Oh Ezra, are you ready to head to the station? Thank you for feeding the Thestrals. I will send your mum to feed the dragons while you get your things."]] Exclaimed his grandmother as she dried her hands. She handed the house-elf a muffin and he trotted off.

His mother kissed her son on the cheek before exiting the room. Nonchalantly shrinking down, Ezra glowed for a moment before morphing into a grey wolf. He loped up the stairs and silently padded down the hall. Nudging his door open, the canine lept onto his bed. Stretching out, he became a boy again. Resting his head oh his arms, he stared at the ceiling. It was already time to go back to school. Ezra was excited about going back to school he was just worried about his grandmother. She was slowing down. He had lost his grandfather a few years back leaving his mother and grandmother to tend to the animals. Rolling on to his side, he closed his eyes for a moment before deciding it was time to move forward.

Ezra sat crosslegged on the hardwood floor in front of his trunk. He was still for a moment with a hand on the latch. Opening his luggage, his eyes lingered on the words 'Alexander Bollinger' etched into the inside of the trunk lid. He ran his index finger over each letter. Letting out a sigh, Ezra began to pack his things.

---

The station was packed with students rushing to get on the train. Parents kissed their kids goodbye. Returning kids excitedly greeted each other ready for the returning year. Ezra stared a little too long at a father and mother gushing over their first year. His own mother caught him and smiled. Pulling him in for a hug, she ran her fingers through his messy hair.
[b [#630064 "Ez baby, your dad would be really proud of you."]] She cooed in his ear. Kissing him on the forehead, she handed him a paper bag full of pastries from his grandmother. [b [#630064 "This year will be great, I know it will."]]

Ezra faked a smile in hopes to reassure his mother. Nodding, he gave her a kiss in return before boarding the train.

The Hufflepuff found an empty cart and retreated to a calming silence. Pulling his legs into him, he got himself comfortable before pulling out a sketchbook. He flipped through pages of notes and sketches of magical creatures to a blank page. Uncapping his pen, he began to doodle the threstrals from his home. Last year he started journaling all of the magical creatures his family had been raising. It was an enjoyable pass time for him.

The compartment door slid open startling him. Standing in the doorway was Vinicius, a sixth year Ravenclaw Ezra did occasional business with. Grimacing, he stretched his legs out across the seat so the other male wouldn't sit next to him.
[b [#efd900 "What do you want Vin?"]] Ezra asked dryly knowing very well what the boy wanted.
The Ravenclaw had become a regular customer for Ezra's side business. His third year, Ezra had become well known as an information broker when some students discovered he was an animagus and a keeper of secrets and knowledge.
He watched as Vini took a seat across from him. Just as the male got comfortable, the car door opened again. Slapping his palm to his forehead, Ezra knew he had to give up on his ideal quiet train ride. In the doorway, he spotted Camden, a younger Hufflepuff. Ezra was actually relieved it was him. Cam was easy to be around and the two had become casual friends due to being in the same house. Smiling, he moved his legs to make room.
[b [#efd900 "Hey Cam."]] He greeted warmly.
  |marauder| / muta / 32d 23h 59m 11s
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[b [#00745a "Ey, Anders, you all packed?"]] Called a deep voice with a thick Irish accent from the door frame. A tall blonde stood leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his broad chest.
[b [#741500 "Yeah James, just putting a few more things away."]] Replied a slightly shorter male who was leaned over a trunk, folding his clothes neatly. A massive orange cat brushed up against his leg purring violently. Placing a hand out, the feline headbutted his palm.
[b [#00745a "Alright, I will meet you downstairs."]] James grinned. He grabbed a bag that was sitting in the hall and headed down the stairs.

Wells Anders looked at the framed picture he was about to tuck away in his suitcase. The photo was a shot of eight people including him and the boy he had just chatted with. The Gryffindor captain had gotten the chance to spend the entire summer with the Irish National Quidditch Team. It had been an epic summer full of quidditch training under the best of the best, wild wizarding parties, and shenanigans. Wells couldn't believe the summer was already over. James Monroe, the Irish team captain, had been his roommate for the past three months and offered to drive him to the airport. In four hours he would be meeting his own team Keeper to board the Hogwarts Express to spend his sixth year at his favorite place on earth.

After a few trips up and down the stairs, Wells started at the empty room he had called his home for the last hundred days. A wave of nostalgia gripped his heart as he said goodbye and met his friend in the car.

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Although the plane ride was short, it felt like it took ages. The Chaser was getting restless. It didn't take long for him to get from the airport to Platform 9 ¾. He had loaded all of his things including his owl and Maine Coon. Once he was on board, Wells strolled down the halls of the train car to find the compartment he had made plans to meet up with his friend with.

Spotting his beautiful auburn-haired friend, his face lit up. Three months had been too long. Gently knocking on the car door, he slumped into the seat across from her.
[b [#00745a "Hey girl, how was your summer?"]] He greeted, placing his carry on next to him. The train began to depart and Wells could feel his excitement build.

The two were interrupted by a grumble from Wells's tummy. Smiling sheepishly, he jumped to his feet. [b [#00745a "I demand substance."]]
Exiting his car, he waited for his friend to follow before locating the food trolley. Wandering at their leisure, the teammates chattered mindlessly. Just as Wells spotted the trolley, his body collided with another. Due to his height and stature, the Quidditch star didn't budge. He watched as the smaller male stumbled forward. Turning towards him, he scratched the back of his head and smiled apologetically.
[b [#00745a "Oh I'm sorry man, I obviously have a one-track mind."]] He laughed a warm laugh and gestured to Honeydukes Express. Before he could say anything else, the boy was gone. Shrugging, he headed back to his mission.

Hovering over the trolley, he licked his lips as he eyed all the candy. The Anders family definitely didn't have any financial problems so Wells helped himself to a little bit of everything. [b [#00745a "Hey Matilda, get whatever you want, on me."]] He chuckled. After snagging a few Dew dew pyschodrops, Popping Pixie Wing Dust, Roasted Chimera Potato Crisps, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Bean, Bubble Brew, and several pasties he knew he'd be set. Before he finished shopping, he grabbed a few Chocolate Frogs just in case he ran into the boy again hopefully figuratively instead of literally this time.
  |marauder| / muta / 33d 1h 5m 10s
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Sitting back in his chair, he pulled himself closer to the table. He placed a cloth napkin over his exposed lap. The boy Oliver had ordered drinks from brought a beautiful bottle of wine out and began to poor the pale liquid into two attractive glasses. He then set a basket of bread on the table and returned to the kitchen. Taking a sip from his glass, he smiled.
[b [#cc0000 "I'm glad you'll stay. Please order what you'd like. I need your opinion on some dishes."]]

Oliver was surprised when Aiden congratulated him on his success. The two of them didn't end on very good terms. It had been a while since they had last seen each other. Oliver felt like a completely different person from when they had dated. He wasn't even sure Aiden would like the man he had become.

[b [#cc0000 "What have you been up to since college?"]] Oliver mused, swirling his wine staring into the drink. White wine was his favorite. Just as he finished asking the question, Ben emerged from the back with two bowls of creamy broth.

[b [#626262 "Here is the pumpkin soup Jeremy has been working on. You can start off with it."]] Suggested ben as he carefully set the two bowls in front of the boys. [b [#626262 "Are you ready to order, boss?"]] He asked pulling out a pad.

Oliver glanced over the menu one last time despite having it memorized. [b [#cc0000 "Could you bring me the Braised Leeks with Mozzarella & a Fried Egg? Oh and some of the fresh bruschetta with bread."]] Oliver decided, handing the paper menu to Ben. [b [#cc0000 "And for Aiden, he can get whatever he would like!"]]
  |oliver| / muta / 33d 2h 44s
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[center [abel [size15 Luka leapt from his horse landing soundlessly on his feet. Unsheathing his sword, the boy staggered as the weight of the weapon pulled him off balance. Planting his feet, he pointed the sword in front of him. Although the boy was small in stature, he made up for it in heart and bravery.

A beefy bandit rounded the corner locking eyes with Luka. Raising his mace, he charged for the small boy. Luka did not move, he watched carefully as the brute moved towards him with haste. Timing it perfectly, Luka side stepped twirling in place. His long locks of raven hair flared out in a halo. Extending his sword, Luka parried and slashed just like his father taught him. His blade connected with flesh. Crying out, the bandit fell his knees cursing before dying.

Luka had never killed anyone before. He thought he would feel different, but nothing changed. He was still the same child who grew up in this valley. Only now, he was prepared to die for it.

Just as the prince regained his composure, another bandit caught him off guard. Trying to swing his sword, he regretted bringing a weapon that was too heavy for him. It's weight pulled him off his feet. Falling onto his tailbone, he winced as the hard earth caught him. Trying to grab his sword, Luka realized it was no use. The blade was just too heavy and awkward. Without hesitating, he reached up and pulled the necklace that had been hanging from his neck breaking the cord. In his hand was a small crystal dagger. It glinted in the summer light. Instinctively blocking with his arm, the small dagger clashed with the sword of his opponent. Looking around for something else to protect himself with, Luka was praying for a miracle.
  |charm| / muta / 66d 1h 23m 1s
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[b [#626262 "Luka,"]] Called a guff voice.
Startling the boy, his head snapped up. His long ebony hair swirled around his pale face. Furrowing his brows, he responded with an edge to his tone.
[#000066 [b "Father, you scared me."]] Luka hissed. He gave the horse a gentle pat on the flank and turned to his father.

His father let out a hearty laugh but there was an underlying nervousness to his voice. Leaning against the fence post, Luka pressed the issue. [#000066 [b "What's wrong father?"]]
Shifting his weight nervously, the older man let out a sigh. [b [#626262 "It looks like there are more bandits on the horizon. I want you to meet with your brother on the outskirts of the field."]]

Luka was quiet for a moment before nodding. He watched as his father turned away and left the barn. Luka was the second son of Lorenz Edelgard, the chief of Mallowcourt, a small village nestled in the valley. It usually did well financially because it was a trade hub but due to famine and crime rates going up, Mallowcourt was suffering. Luka's older brother, Claude was next in line to take over in politics.
Tossing a saddle onto the stallion, Luka grabbed his sword and climbed on. Clicking his tongue, he urged the animal to move forward. Following the trail through the field, he spotted his brother with a group of men at the end of the farm. Bursting into a gallop, Luka rushed into action.
[#000066 [b "How do things look Claude?"]] He ask as he broke to a trot and halted next to his sibling.
[b [#336600 "Bandits were spotted on the outskirts of town, we will to try and route them."]]

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[b Mallowcourt:] the village Luka lives in. It is in the valley. Their main money maker is crops and livestock.
[b Lorenz Edelgard:] Luka's father and the chief/king/ruler of the village.
[b Claude Edelgard:] Luka's older brother and next in line. He is about 25 years old.
[b Tarith:] A grey stallion that is Luka's main mount. He will take him when he leaves with Asher.
  |charm| / muta / 74d 23h 10m 1s
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[center [abel [size15 A handsome male stood behind the bar, he leaned against the mahogany counter top. Drying a mug, he turned it over in his hands before placing it in the cabinet. Wiping his hands on his apron, he turned to the coffee pot. Scooping a cup of coffee beans out of a brown bag, the male dropped it into the grinder and pressed the button down. Once the beans were a fine powder, he dumped it into the pot. Pressing brew, he turned back to the counter to check the display case.

The baked goods were fresh and smelled delicious as he slid the glass door open. Everything was in place. Smiling, the grin revealed a row of sharp canines. Latching the case, he was startled by the chime of the door. In walked a elderly nymph he knew very well.
[#990000 [b "Welcome Greta, can I get you the usual"]] He greeted.
[#626262 [b "Oh Arlo, yes please."]] Said the old woman with a soft smile.

Arlo grabbed a clean mug and filled it with the fresh bitter liquid. Pouring in some cream, he stirred in three sugar cubes and handed it to the woman. With a shaky hand, the woman took the cup and took a seat. The shop was relatively quiet besides several of his regular customers. Eugene, an elderly veteran who always sat in the high chair at the window, always ordered a black coffee and a scone. Jaycie, a young werewolf, liked to sit on the coach and read the paper and drink a chai latte with two pumps of gingerbread syrup.
After about an hour, another regular customer walked in. It was his housemate Mika, a were-tiger that worked as a historian.
[#990000 [b "Hey Mika, you were gone when I got up this morning. How are you?"]] Arlo questioned.]]]

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The feline had woken up early this morning. He didn't have curtains on his windows because he loved to wake up to the natural light. His usual routine was wake up, shower, water his plants, go for a walk, and then of course, stop for coffee.

Trotting up to the front door of the Whitebridge Cafe, Mika let out a sigh. Inside, he spotted Arlo at the front counter. Waving, Mika nodded.
[#cc6699 [b "Hello, Arlo I am well. May I have a cup of Earl Grey?"]] He asked in his awkwardly formal way.
Arlo smiled and shook his head, [#990000 [b "Of course, take a seat and I will bring it to you."]]

Mika picked a spot by the window and pulled out a book and began to flip through it. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he rested his chin on his elbow. Just as he was getting into his book, a mug was pushed into his peripheral vision. Averting his attention, he saw Arlo taking a seat across from him.

[#990000 [b "Here you go dude, I needed a break anyway."]] Arlo said with a sigh. Leaning back, he stretched his arms behind him.
Mika put his book down and took a sip of his drink and smiled. [#cc6699 [b "Thank you. How is work going?"]] The tiger asked as he gently placed his mug down on the table.
[#990000 [b "Eh, it's slow. Do you work today?"]] Arlo exclaimed taking a swig of his own coffee.
Mika glanced at his watch face. It read [b [i 11:28]]. [#cc6699 [b "Yes, I go in at noon. I needed a drink first of course."]]
  |monster| / muta / 77d 21m 46s
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[center [abel [size15 Oliver had been looking over the menu. He had a pen and a notebook open and was jotting notes. The man had reading glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. He was lost in thought when the waiter had addressed him. Looking up, he furrowed his brow.
[b [#cc0000 "Ben, I thought we had lamb on the menu. Did we take it off?"]] He asked turning the menu over. Just as he finished his sentence, he realized someone else was with his staff member.

Standing up, he extended a hand with a wild grin. He couldn't really make out the face of the boy, he removed his glasses and cleared his throat. Oliver was felt like he was getting old. Folding his spectacles, he gently placed them in his pocket.
Standing before him was none other than Aidan Maximov, his college sweetheart.

Oliver was a grade below Aidan due to taking a year off after high school. The two had met his Junior year both wanting very different things out of life. Aidan was studying to be a doctor and Oliver was smoking too much pot and skipping class. He didn't know what he wanted to do. Cooking was only a passion with no direction. His parents said college or he had to find a job. Being rather lazy made the choice easy for him. After graduating college with average marks and no drive, Aidan broke up with him. It didn't come as a surprise to Oliver. But the heartbreak was a wake up call for Oliver to get his life back on track.

He watched as the boy he once loved tremble before him. Oliver was confused as to why his demeanor changed so suddenly. Aidan was the one who dumped [i him,] not the other way around.
[b [#cc0000 "Wait, Aidan, I know I am not who you expected and you probably didn't want to see me again, but please stay."]] He insisted gesturing to the seat. [b [#cc0000 "Let me buy you dinner and we can catch up. I do [i know] the owner so ..."]] Oliver joked sardonically.
  |oliver| / muta / 77d 1h 5m 58s
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[center [abel [size15 Two emerald eyes stared back at the boy in the mirror. His messy fawn colored hair although was unruly, was brushed and well kept. Warm freckles dusted his rosy cheeks and kissed the bridge of his nose. Running a hand over his chin, his skin was soft and clean shaven. Methodically buttoning each button on his fresh pressed shirt from bottom to top, the handsome male fastened the collar and adjusted his tie. Stretching his long arms into his suit coat, he admired the finished product.

Oliver Jones was the of Arlo & Dusk, a famous restaurant in New York City. Most days, Oliver usually dressed pretty modest. But today was different. He picked up his best suit from the dry cleaner and shaved his face for once. Starting as a fry cook, Oliver ended up opening his own restaurant after one too many failed desk jobs. His home-style restaurant became the biggest name on the east coast in it's first year of business. It wasn't long after that he opened several other places and eventually had his hand in restaurants all over the world.
Glancing at his watch, Oliver read the clock face. It said [i 6:25.] Not wanting to be late, he hurried out the door.

The chef usually didn't do blind dates, but his lead cook, Julia, insisted that this one was a good one. She had set it all up for her boss. The two would meet at Oliver's very first restaurant, Arlo & Dusk and Julia would take care of everything. Once he entered the [https://www.discoverlosangeles.com/sites/default/files/images/2019-01/lucques10.jpg restaurant,] the smell of fresh parsley flooded his senses. A young woman at with olive skin and raven hair greeted him with a shriek of excitement.

[b [#cc0000 "Julia, I can't believe you convinced me to do this."]] Oliver said wryly. The girl smirked and wiggled her eyebrows. She looked absolutely evil.
[b [#666699 "Come on Oliver, you haven't been on a real date in almost two years."]] She cried exasperatedly.
Oliver couldn't argue. The chef, now twenty-eight, was really rather lonely. Owning, managing, and cooking had taken up all of his time. Not to mention all of the red carpet endeavors.
[b [#cc0000 "I guess you're right. Show me to my seat. Will you also bring me the special wine? And tell Julio before he even thinks to serve that soup to let me taste it."]] He demanded as he followed the girl.
She whirled around and scowled at him. He guessed that meant no working while on his date.

[p I didn't add a flashback. I am thinking in my second post I will. Oliver won't recognize your boy at first I am guess and then when he realizes it's him he is like oh wowie painful flashback time.]

lil somethin: I am thinking Oliver went from finishing college in the culinary arts as nothing very special. He couldn't hold a job and didn't really have a purpose so that is why your man leaves him. Then Oliver is offered a job under a very strict French woman who makes him question everything he is taught. She makes him realize why he cooks. He then studies abroad for a few years and comes back to the states and opens his first restaurant at twenty-five. He becomes super famous in the cooking and entrepreneur world. There is a little timeline.
  |oliver| / muta / 97d 6h 40m 19s
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[b NAME:] Rhode Simmons
[b AGE:] twenty
[b GENDER:] Cis Male, He/him
[b SEXUALITY:] Pansexual, leans towards men
[b HEIGHT:] 6'1''
[b WEIGHT:] 211 lbs.
[b SPECIES|RACE:] Half-human/half-ghoul [i doesn't know he is slowly becoming full ghoul.]
[b ANTHEM:] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FzrD47v0zE The Fall - half•alive]

[b POWERS:]
[u Half Ghost:] Rhode can turn into [https://i.imgur.com/CwxArcw.png half ghost] if he focuses his energy enough. In this form he can do the usual ghosty stuff like fly, morph though walls, turn invisible.

[u Full Ghost:] In this [https://i.imgur.com/Aob4f2C.png form,] Rhode has the same abilities from his half ghost form but he also can use shadow manipulation.

[b PERSONALITY:] There is a bit of a disconnect in life for Rhode. Being half dead also means you're [i half alive.] Living day by day, he sees the world in muted colors. His friends can't stress enough that he should go to therapy because it is obvious to everyone but him that he is depressed. You'd be depressed too if you were dead. Despite his gloom, Rhode has been working on finding the joys in life; like watching the sunrise and petting dogs. He secretly hopes to fall in love even if he carries his burdens.
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|[b Compassionate]| Heart-broken | [b Empathetic] | Numb | [b Creative] | [b Loving] | Introverted | [b Perceptive] | Faithless|
[i Faithless: I am making two characters, complete opposites. One an angel, the other an abomination, undead. I like the idea as one being faithless, he has lost hope. He has lost his way. And the other faithful, an angelic creature that can do no wrong. But in reality, they are far from it. Although Rhode feels hopeless and broken, he is in touch with his feelings and he is open to the fall. Where Evan thinks he is perfect and wont even consider his flaws. The two will learn from each other and their relations with others.]
[b [u ATTITUDE:]] Rhode is rather skeptical and cautious around humans due to being undead. In his ghost form, he has had [i very] negative run-ins with the living and this had caused him to avoid them all together. As for other supernatural, Rhode has no problem with them as long as they don't have a problem with him.

[b HOBBIES:]
[u Piano] - Rhode is a phenomenal piano player, a child prodigy | [u Reading] - He loves to read anything he can get his hands on whether it's quantum physics or a romance novel, he devours it. | [u Astronomy] - Rhode is a bit of a space nerd. He even has a telescope in his room.
[b EXTRAS:]
X Rhode can see and talk to other ghosts. As a child he couldn't tell the difference between the living and the dead.
X Drives a motorcycle
X Can skateboard pretty well. If he isn't driving his motorcycle, he is taking his board out.
X Rhode can't swim

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[b NAME:] Evan Eros
[b AGE:] Twenty-three
[b GENDER:] Cis Male, He/him
[b SEXUALITY:] Homosexual
[b HEIGHT:] 5'8''
[b WEIGHT:] 138 lbs.
[b SPECIES|RACE:] Half-god/half-angel[i Later will discover he is a Seraph, an elite multi-winged angel.]
[b ANTHEM:] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-Vg2YS-sFE Exile Vilify - The National]

[b POWERS:]
[u Divinity:] As an angel, he has the ability of flight and minor healing.
[u Wind Manipulations:] Evan can manipulate the wind and create storms.

[b PERSONALITY:] On the outside, Evan is stunning and vibrant. His beauty is angelic and his soft voice matches the seductive words that he uses to his advantage. The incarnation of of Eros, this angel is quite the sight. He is a bit standoffish and thinks a bit too highly of himself. Evan is unable currently to see his flaws and that will be his downfall. The boy has some things from his past that he is unwilling to work through and until then, he will never grow.

|[b Captivating] | Dominating | [b Divine] | Intense | [b Graceful] | Proud | [b [i Faithful]] | Resentful | [b Elegant] | Shallow | [b Charming]|
[i Faithful: I am making two characters, complete opposites. One an angel, the other an abomination, undead. I like the idea as one being faithless, he has lost hope. He has lost his way. And the other faithful, an angelic creature that can do no wrong. But in reality, they are far from it. [left [pic https://i.imgur.com/vBhgVPw.png]]
Although Rhode feels hopeless and broken, he is in touch with his feelings and he is open to the fall. Where Evan thinks he is perfect and wont even consider his flaws. The two will learn from each other and their relations with others.]

[b [u ATTITUDE:]] Evan loves anything that breathes. He is enamored with the humans and their desires. He finds them absolutely delightful. He feels the same about other beings as well.

[b HOBBIES:]
[i Singing] - Evan has a beautiful voice as do all angels. | [i Flying] - He loves to fly. He can retract his wings but he [i hates] too. He would much rather be in the sky than on land. | [u Cooking] - Evan is a wonderful cook and likes to do it in his spare time as well as cook for the household. | [u Archery] - Evan [i loves] archery. It is his favorite pass time.
[b EXTRAS:]
X Evan is fluent in many languages including ancient languages like Sanskrit, Latin, and Greek
X Son of Eros, the Greek God
X I haven't decided what it is yet, but Evan will have something very traumatizing from his past that he has yet to work through yet. His charm and playfulness is genuine, but underneath his bratty facade, he is hiding something very painful and dark.

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  |anon| / muta / 101d 22h 2m 39s
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