The Redhead

Aiden Alexander Coughlan Twenty-One • He/Him • Bicurious Student and Musician at Ormont Community College Aiden is apart of ormontrp and is a fictional character.

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ionecora:

Ione wasn’t the biggest fan of exercise, but she was still drawn to the gym occasionally because of two of her much greater interests: food and checking people out. The gym was by far the best place in town for the latter. She wasn’t quite enough of a creep to go there exclusively for that reason, but when her class was over anyway, she figured she might as well take advantage. That was how she ended up totally casually watching the younger man in front of her. She eyed him for a moment when he turned around, “Are you sure you don’t need to get back up there? You only did like, a hundred, and you clearly need more.”

Aiden caught on quick, being a man that knew how to get on a woman’s good side, he could tell when they were truly interested. “ You only counted a hundred? I did at least two,” He teased back, grabbing a towel to dry his chest off, making a bit of a show of it, “ and do you really think that I need to do more,” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

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rolandmpd:

“Of course I have,” he retorts, unlocking the door and pushing it open, giving Aiden a look before walking in. “But, I’d resort to lock picking before bothering anyone else. It’s really not that hard,” he begins–yeah, he wouldn’t be hearing the end of this for a while. “Or maybe even try calling the building manager? That’s always an option!” He adds on, going right to one of the cabinets and getting out a cup for himself. “I wasn’t out doing anything, really. Just trying to build up my ego, usual things on my few nights I have off,” he let out flatly. Although, he didn’t really like going out like that all that much. He truly just had nothing else to do. So, in a way… Aiden had saved him from enduring a night of what had been pure torture. 

“ Lock picking? What are you, a level 12 Rouge in Dungeons and Dragons? You nerd.” Smirking at the other, he dropped his stuff and the catch-all area, he moved to the kitchen to grab a water. “ The Building Manager? After all the parties I’ve thrown here? Do you not remember me running into him...naked? He hates me,” Aiden admitted with a  laugh. “ and building your ego? Were you out try to scope out women? Trying to get laid after...what...five years,” He joked. 

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thomaskringle:

“I was going to, but I think I’m all good. You sure greased those poles up, kid.” Some people just had to go and ruin it for everyone else with their shirtlessness and sweaty bodies and alpha male posturing up in everyone’s face .    

“ Like I wasn’t going to dry it off,” Aiden replied, his chest heaving a bit as he caught his breath, walking to the towel tower, he pulled some off and sprayed it with sanitizer, moving to the bar, he wiped it down, “ and if you have a problem with me being shirtless you can really just go somewhere else, no-one else seems to mind.” 

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mrsameliablake:

“Jump for it? But… isn’t the whole pull-up aspect of it all a work out in itself? Why do I need to jump? That’s like… double what I want to do,” she thinks out loud, tilting her head for a moment, before snapping back into it. At his offer, Amelia felt her face light up, before shooting him a nearly playful glare, crossing her arms. “Hey, hey… now thats not fair. Trying to bribe me, the coffee queen with a free coffee? That’s like…” she trailed off, searching for some kind of example. “That’s literally offering someone who’s addicted to coffee, free coffee,” she laughs under her breath slightly, pondering the offer for just a few seconds, before letting out a huff of air. “I might just have to take you up on that offer.” 

“ I mean, jump for the start, once you get a hold on the bar, you can start your pull ups and I’ll spot you,” Aiden suggested. Smiling at the other’s joke, he shrugged,” Well...I’m pretty sure you haven’t seen the King of Coffee, come on,” He let her get to the bar before placing his hands on her waist, helping her up to the bar, he took a step back once she was set,” You okay?”

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micahblanchard:

It was arm day, one of the worst days. Micah just wanted to get it over with so he could get home and have cheesecake - his true priority. He wasn’t as serious about the gym as most other people who frequented it, but at least he tried. He’d also sort of been trying to avoid Aiden, making of a point of not approaching him whenever he had spotted him at the gym, or anywhere else. It had worked out pretty well for a long time, but now he’d accidentally walked right up to him, recognizing him from the back. It was too late to leave, so he just gave an awkward wave. “Yeah, I was planning on it. It’s the only one here that’s tall enough that I can’t reach the floor. The other ones are kinda pointless.”

Aiden didn’t really know who he was talking to until his eyes really set on the other, it was Micah. The two were best friends through high school, thicker than thieves, but Aiden ruined it when he turned eighteen and they haven’t really talked since.” Micah,” He greeted softly, standing up a bit straight and suddenly feeling a bit under-dressed, being shirtless. Looking back at the pull-up bar, it was the tallest and clearly fit for Micah, who was one of his tallest ex friends. “ Yeah...” Moving out of the way, he looked at the other, realizing how much he really missed hanging out with him, “ So...How’s life Micah? It’s been a bit.” Aiden asked as he pulled on the shirt he was wearing earlier in his workout.

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rolandmpd:

Roland didn’t necessarily like that he was already called back to the apartment not very long after he had left. This had obviously annoyed him to no end. But, he couldn’t have Aiden sitting out waiting to get in for who knows how long, could he? Maybe… but no. That’s just a little too mean. As he approached the door, he finally allowed a scowl to go over his once expressionless face. “I thought you college boys were supposed to be smart,” he lets out, fumbling through his keys to find the right one, side-eying him for a moment, until he found the right one. 

Aiden hated himself for this, he knew that calling his roommate, Roland, to come get him into their place was going to be a pain in the ass for the next few weeks, he would never hear the end of it. Listening to music from his phone, playing the drumbeat on his knee as he waited for Roland, he quickly stood when he saw the other make his way over. “ Don’t act like you haven’t done this before dumbass,” He replied back, with a small chuckle,” Hope I didn’t ruin anything important,” He replied, grabbing his stuff and heading inside once the door was opened.

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mrsameliablake:

Amelia found her eyes flicking between the pull-up bar and then him, smiling once again. She did take another step closer, though… she still felt the need to shut down the thought. “I… I honestly don’t even think I could reach the thing, you know?” She lets out, adding a light laugh as she looked up at the bar once again. “Yeah, that thing looks like it’s way up there. I can’t even reach my top shelf at home,” the girl laughs to herself, glancing over her shoulder to him. 

“ Well...you’re suppose to jump up there and just grab it, but I can help you up if you like,” Aiden suggested, drying off his hands before dropping the towel near his cell phone and water bottle, taking a step towards her. He wasn’t going to just put his hands on her waist and lift her up, he would need to know that she was okay with it. “ If you can do five pull-ups, I’ll buy you a cup of coffee..deal?”

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what’s something that some people might not know about you?

“ Let’s see....I learned how to change a tire at nine, balance my brother’s income at 14, learned a lot of shit I didn’t need to learn at my age because it was just me and my older brother."

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alexbautistax:

It was always the same, towards the end of the day - it wasn’t so much that she was physically tired, but unless she’d had classes to take or people to work one-on-one with, Alex tended to get bored. By the time it came to closing, she was glad to round up the stragglers, though it was rare anyone was still using the equipment so late on a Saturday. Hearing the tell-tale signs of use, however, she headed through to the gym, waiting until Aiden was finished before moving closer. “There’s no one else in their right mind who’d be up here at this time,” she laughed, picking up a discarded towel from one of the leg-presses. “You know we’re closing in…” Casting a glance at her watch, she counted down. “Three minutes.” Still, she took a seat on one of the weights benches. “Not that either of us care.”

Aiden knew Alex, sort of. He would see her around the center as he worked out and he was he late a lot, finding it the only time he could get his alone time and just focus on exercising. “ It’s the only time people aren’t here, gives me the chance to just focus, push through and all that,” Aiden took his towel to dry off, stretching for the end of his workout. “ I was going to go get changed and shower in the locker room, but I can do that at home,” He smiled at the other,” I’m Aiden by the way, I’ve seen you around, but never really introduced myself.” 

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mrsameliablake:

When the other turned her way, asking if she needed to use it, Amelia felt her eyes go wide, as well as her mouth open, but unfortunately… no words passed her lips. After a moment, she quickly shook her head, holding her gym-things to her chest. “No, no, I’m good!” She lets out quickly, offering the sweetest smile she could in that moment. “I couldn’t even work that thing. The treadmill is even hard for me, sometimes,” she attempts to joke. 

Aiden knew that look before, the wide eyes, mouth a little agape, and the quick realization that they were staring, the squeak of the voice as they tried to find the words to speak up. He couldn’t help but smile at the other, letting out a little chuckle as he grabbed himself a towel to dry off, “ It’s just a pull-up bar, I’m sure you can do that....come on,” He motioned the other to come closer, stepping out of the way, “ Just hold onto the bar and pull up till your chin is above the bar.”

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Honestly Hour

Ask Aiden anything and He'll answer 100% Honestly.

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Aiden worked hard to keep himself in shape, everyday he would go for a jog and every other day, he would spend an hour, sometimes two at the gym. It would usually consist of cardio, as well as strength training, pushing himself to lift more and get through more reps. Working on pull-ups, he went through thirty pull-ups per rep and finished on his fifth rep when he heard someone behind him. Dropping down, he turned to see the other, a smirk playing on his lips,” Do you need to use it? I just finished my set, so it’s all yours.”

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kel-tavarez:

Abigail was pulling him towards the park, tugging on his already sore arms from moving boxes and furniture. Little Ella was in his other arm, and thankfully, too tired to be crying. By the time they finally made it there, Kel practically fell onto a park bench and sent his older daughter off to play, Ella sitting into his lap while his knee bounced up and down. After a moment, he realized he wasn’t alone on the bench, and he looked to the side. “You have kids?”

“You want mine?”

Aiden had gone out for a run around the park, loving to exercise outside when the warm weather came around, mostly because he liked the feeling of the fresh air and warm sun, but also because he liked to show off. He needed a break after about an hour of running, sitting on a bench, he took a long sip of his water as he swiped through a dating app on his phone. Feeling someone sitting next to him, he looked up to see a father and his daughter, smirking at the girl to be courteous. Hearing the man’s question, he couldn’t stop his scoff, before chuckle,” Sorry, No, I don’t, would be a little young, twenty-one,” He replied, “ They’re cute, but I have grades to worry about.”

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beck-hendrix:

Beck pushed through the crowd and into the night, tugging out a cigarette from his jacket pocket with the shake of his head. He knew the crowd was mostly college kids, but this was too much. Not only was it a little too wild for him this late, but his patience had just about run as thin as it could go with bad dancing, drunk selfies, and too much noise in his already-fuzzy ears from years of middleweight boxing. Regardless, he knew not to take it with him on his break, and he shook off the anxiety big crowds usually brought him into the chilly night sky. He held the cigarette between his lips, searching his pockets for a lighter, but coming up empty. “Hey, you gotta light?” he asked the person next to him, wondering if the last lighter had been left in his dirty pants, now in the wash. Awesome. “Mine ran away. It can’t stand all the white girl screaming.” 

Aiden usually gravitated to the parties, being a wild guy by nature, he loved to have a great time, find someone to spend it with and live the college life. He was a regular at the local club ever since he turned of age, and he semi-knew the bouncer that let him in. Parking his motorcycle at the corner of the street, his usual parking spot, he walked the rest of the way, seeing the bouncer, a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands searching for what Aiden guess was a lighter. Searching through his pockets, he came up on the man with a lighter in hand, he personally didn’t smoke cigarettes, but he smoked weed, and it was just nice in character to carry one around for others. “ Here you go man,” He held out the lighter before laughing at his joke,” Yeah...at a certain point it’s like nails on a chalk board.”

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bonniemichaels:

Usually, Bonnie’s choice of poison was alcohol. She loved going out, drinking like there’s no tomorrow and getting wasted as much as possible. Alcohol came with its consequences though, hangover was a bitch Bonnie was familiar with. One of her customers suggested her to smoke pot instead and claimed it wasn’t as harmful as alcohol – her customer had a point, maybe it’s time for her to stop drinking for a while. Taking the little bag from her customer, Bonnie hid it under her denim jacket and tried to act casually. A nervous sigh left her lips as her eyes met the stranger’s gaze, “You saw nothing.”

Aiden rarely got his hair cut, usually he just let it grow out, have more to style with. He usually pushed it to the side or slicked it back, he loved his red hair, embracing it rather than dyeing it, as other gingers do. He was paying his bill when he noticed one of the dresser slip a familiar looking bag into her jacket pocket, then his eyes locked with her. Paying the bill, he smirked at the other,” I mean...if you don’t mind sharing, I could have suddenly gone blind.”

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