I don't wanna see the wires in the circus anymore, I wanna dream and make believe people can fly. I don't need to be reminded what it takes to kill the fun. I got a head full of sharp knives.
( tarjei sandvik moe. 21. cismale. he/him. ) â Lucas Hawthorne, a Capricorn from Loundonwille, Ohio, moved into holloway four years ago. they are a struggling writer that lives in apartment apartment here and their neighbors donât particularly mind them. some say they can be -overzealous and -emotional but others say theyâre +reliable and +analytical. anyways, one thing is for sure: you hear Wonderwall by Oasis, itâs Lucas blasting it. ( penned by angie, 20, EST. )
Hi guys! Iâm Angie, and this is my lovely bean, Lucas. More information about him can be found under the read more. If youâd like to plot out a connection give this post a like and iâll come invade your IMs!
The Basics.
Full name: Lucas Edward Hawthorne.
Birthdate: December 29th, 1997.
Zodiac: Capricorn, Cancer rising, Taurus moon.
Personality type: ENFP.
Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff, can sometimes be mistaken for Slytherin.
Some Biography.
Lucas grew up an only child. His mother left when he was young, so it was just him and his father until he turned 17. Thatâs when his father got remarried, and his step-mom gave birth to a set of twins. Heâs very close to both his dad and step-mother; and loves his twin siblings unconditionally.
He grew up in a small town in Ohio, when the population is barely over 2,000 people. Meaning, there wasnât much to do without getting caught by someone who knew his father, and the small-town stereotypes were a . reality for him growing up. It was something he was used to, and didnât mind too much. After all, it wasnât all bad.Â
In high school, he wrote for the school newspaper. However, as he got older he found that his love for writing mainly resided in poetry and fiction stories. So thatâs what he decided to pursue as his forever career.
When he was a junior, Lucas started seeing a boy in the grade above him. The two fell in love. Eventually, the boy graduated and moved across the country to go to school in New York City. Lucas, convinced that he and the boy would be together for ever, followed suit when it was his turn to graduate. Thatâs how he ended up in Holloway. It was cheap enough for him to afford to live in, especially for a small country boy. Upon settling in New York, Lucas found that his high school sweetheart was cheating on him and the pair quickly split. Unfortunately, with how much the move cost him, Lucas wasnât able to move back to Ohio. Besides, if he was going to be a writer then New York was the best place for him to be; with publishing opportunities on every corner.
Fun Facts!
Lucasâs favorite movie is Dead Poets Society.
His favorite poet is Richard Siken.
Unless you mean Button Poets, then itâs Rudy Fransisco. Â
His favorite book is The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.
His favorite color is purple.
He listens primarily to indie music, Halsey, Lana Del Rey, and some classic throwbacks. His favorite song is Wonderwall by Oasis.
Prefers tea over coffee.
He has a pet cat named Samson! The cat came with him from Ohio and is starting to get rather old.
Has managed to get few things of his published since moving to New York; but nothing has made it to any best sellerâs lists.
Wanted Connections.
The Ex: The boy that he followed to New York City. The one who broke his heart. Theyâre not on civil terms, but Lucas misses him. And is still in love with him. And would most likely still do anything for him.
The Confidant: Someone that Lucas got very close to upon moving to Holloway. When thereâs a crisis in his life, this is who he runs to to confide in them. Truthfully, heâd consider them his best friend here on the East Coast.
Past Hookups: Looking for multiple people! After Lucas and his ex split when he was 18, Lucas cut loose a little bit. He started going out partying, hooking up with guys, and living the life of a young adult. Recently, heâs slowed down this behavior almost entirely; but he still keeps in contact with some of the people he got to know along the way.
â nah, you can go to the party, you can send me snaps. â she said with a smile, she wasnât about to go after he said he didnât want her there, but light could be intense, she knew this - but she was just doing her own thing and living her life. she needed what she did to survive - the idea of being boring ( her consideration of what was boring ) killed her. sheâd much rather live on the edge - but she did miss when he lived on the edge with her.
A deadpan expression came to his features before he blinked at the smaller girl again. Head shaking, he breathed a sigh out through his nose. âNo, itâs fine. I donât gotta go.â He says, attempting to force a smile in her direction as a way to lighten the mood a little. âLetâs just do something else all together, yea? Neither this or that.â
she canted her head slightly when he said he didnât want to take her anymore - of course that didnât feel good to hear and she it made her close up, deciding she wouldnât share that much of her business with him for a while but she was a big believer in doing whatever you needed to do and that was it. â alright⊠â she said. â jeez. âÂ
Sighing, he shook his head; hand coming up so he could pinch the bridge of his nose. âLook, Iâm sorry...â He stated immediately, feeling a little bad for getting on her case as quickly as he had. There was a time in his life where he did dumb crazy things too, in fact he was along side the blonde while doing them. Dropping his hand to look at her, he flashed her a pair of worried eyes. âI just donât want anything to happen to you, L. Youâre my friend, you know? I care about you... If you wanna come to the party then sure...â
âI just told you I donât have a rash! I was justâŠmaking conversation or whatever!â he huffed, his cheeks coloring faintly pink at the younger maleâs suggestion as he continued his nervous rambling. âI was just thinking like, you know, since youâre so busy with your college work, youâre probably all stressed out yourself and like, that can affect your skin and.. stuff.â Dante actually wasnât sure whether he should be scared or turned on by the comments, but admittedly he was feeling a little bit of both. Talking about a rash was anything but sexy, but Ezra kinda was. âPff, yea right, like you actually mean that, kid.â he scoffed, turning his head to avoid Ezraâs gaze. âBut yea, Iâm obviously not stressed myself, though maybe going out for some fresh air isnât the worst idea. Maybe we could go for a jog instead?â the male suggested. âIf you can fuck off out of my room for a bit, Iâll get changed.â
âRiight, because bringing up the rash you totally donât have on your upper body is exactly the kind of conversation normal people make.â Ezra laughs, shaking his head at his friend before giving him a soft nudge on the shoulder. âLook, itâs fine. I understand. You got a rash, youâre embarrassed, itâs no biggy, D, seriously.â He couldnât help but continue to tease his friend, finding the whole situation rather amusing. When Dante told him to get out of his room, he just nodded. âAw, too bad. I would have loved to stay and watch.â He added, voice bordering on a sing-song tone as he turned to step out of Danteâs room. âDonât take too long, okay?âÂ
