btw! i just sent a wanted connection for three older siblings for blake. so if any of you were thinking about picking up second and third characters and wanted to fill that it would be greatly appreciated. full desc under the cut!
blake jung ( kim yerim ) is currently looking for three older siblings. information: all the kids in the jung family besides blake are adopted (so you can use any fc), she's the youngest and an accident. the siblings are all incredibly close. despite that none of them know she's gay. ( blvkejung )
KRISSY stood on the outskirts of somebody’s property with her friend as she peered in through the large metal fence, trying to evaluate how she was going to haul herself over it to use their waterslide and other rich people equipment. “ oh COME ON, we didn’t walk all this way to stand here and look at it. ” krissy said to the other, her arms crossed over her chest. she was unsure why they’d agreed to tag along for her antics in the first place, if they weren’t even going to participate after so much hard work. “ there’s definitely nobody home, they’ll never know. ”
she dislikes people like krissy because blake knows she doesn’t have the self control to make a good decision when egged to a bad one. in reality of course she doesn’t dislike her, but she is an enabler as her father likes to call her friends. “you make a tempting offer. but pray tell what is your plan for getting in and out of that waterslide unnoticed by the mcmansion owners?”
running was one of the things that helped gabe keep his composure with mostly everything in his life, even as a child. if he was frustrated, he’d go for a run around the neighborhood, or if his coach had pissed him off, he’d run around the field a couple of times to keep himself calm. that’s exactly what he was doing at the moment — running. he’d found that mornings in captiva are too beautiful to not enjoy while taking a run, so it became a habit of his. music blaring through his headphones, the brunette had stopped to take a rest a nearby park, chugging down his bottle of water in the process. the male pulled off his sweat-soaked shirt and tossed it on a nearby bench, when he realized someone was actually sitting there, “oh god, i’m sorry i didn’t ya there,” he said, nervously, quickly picking up his shirt from beside the stranger.
words with friends is probably the seventh circle of hell, she’s decided as she sits on the park bench under the beating sun. her acquaintances seem to be constantly busy nowadays; which leaves her alone with her own lackadaisical habits. she’s just lost a round and coincidentally thinking about gabe’s whereabouts when he deposits his shirt onto her. she whips it off with the fury of one thousand suns and throws her most piercing glare at him. “gabriel martinez.” she growls. “you count your moments because you are not going to have many more of them!” she launches onto her best friend, small body no longer dwarfed by his stature, with vengeance in mind.
willow knew she would meet her soulmate someday, but she didn’t think that day would be today. she’s blushing as well, but hides behind other tasks to prevent the other from seeing it. the girl was rummaging through her backpack for band-aids before she finally pulled one out, handing it off to the other female but with extreme care not to make skin to skin contact. they’re close enough to have their soulmarks burn, imagine actually touching each other !! ❛ yeah, i’m willow, yeah, ❜ she said, embarrassed at herself for being so awkward. ❛ and you’re… blake, right ?? ❜
the tension is so utterly obvious it kills her. blake has never been this speechless in her life. she’s always had something to say, though it’s debatable whether it was smart or not. a few more moments of awkward silence prevail before blake can force herself to speak. “the running thing, it’s not-not personal. it’s just, complicated i guess. it’s not like i hate you or think you’re ugly or anything. you’re actually really cute and i’m sure you’re a fantastic person with a great personality and a great face and great things to say-” she cuts herself off, inhaling deeply. “i’m blake jung.” she says holding out her hand, trying to minimize the trembling.
Chantal had been watching for a little while before she was finally caught, her laughter calming slightly. “Absolutely not. You’re not really making it look like it’s worth the effort, and I was made for sitting next to the waves, not trying to stand on them.”
“you wound me.” blake said clutching her chest. she smirked and shook out her wet hair onto the girl. “see chantal it’s so cool and nice. come here. i’ll give you a big ocean hug! you’ll love it!”
✴︎ — Alecto watched as Blake emerged from the ocean, soaked and dragging seaweed behind her, bursting into a fit of laughter. “ I reckon I could make it all the way to the shore still standing, ” the brunette grinned. She’d only ever had the one lesson, and she certainly was no expert, but she’d been snowboarding for a long time and she could at least balance well enough.
“i can sense you’re lying.” blake says with a wave of a hand. “i’ll have you know i am the sportiest person i know. i once was on the soccer team, the softball team and the swim team all at the same time. i’m basically an olympian without the medal.” she laughed. “just watch me alecto okay i will become a champion surfer and you’ll have to eat your words!”
surfing has never been her forte, but living on an island demands at least a basic interest in the sport. blake’s wiped out again, soaked with ocean water and perhaps a string of seaweed as she emerges onto the shoreline. “hey what’s with the laughter?” she says good-naturedly. “get out there on the waves and show me you can do much better!”
“i’m so sorry, i wasn’t listening can you repeat that?” rhys looked up from his camera with a light blush on his cheeks, he was so focused on his work he didn’t even realize the other was talking till he felt the light tap on his shoulder.
blake sighed heavily, peering back at him from her phone. “i said. do you think i could outrun an emu? because i’ve been thinking really hard about it and no matter how fast those weird birds run, i could beat them. i feel it.”
❝ y’know, i think this place has the best beer in town— ❞ monty said, taking a sip of his mug; he was currently perched on the rather u n c o m f o r t a b l e bar stool that didn’t have nearly as much leg room as he would like, leaning against the counter with calculated nonchalance. ❝ i mean, god knows i LOVE this town, but fuck is the beer watery here. like, american beer already has a bad rep for tasting like water, but it’s like the bar owners of captiva are doing a conscious effort to keep everyone sober. ❞
“quiet yourself!” blake admonished, reaching up to poke monty in the cheek. “if you keep talking about beer someone’s gonna look over here and keep me off this stool. and i’ll die before i have to sit in those booths.” blake took a sip of her own margarita, albeit a virgin one. “besides is there really any harm in keeping you sober?”
willow felt it all, and damn did she feel it deep. not only did the mark on her thigh burn, but so did her insides. a warmth spread throughout her chest and the female had to stop herself from gasping out loud, in fear of making a scene in the middle of the boardwalk. however, she did end up gasping — not from the burning sensation, but from watching the other run, then faceplanting onto the ground. there willow goes, deciding to help the female again. ❛ are — are you… ?? ❜ she didn’t even bother finishing her question. ❛ don’t run, just—- ❜ she looked around, then pointed at a nearby bench. ❛ just sit down, please. ❜ willow made a point not to hold out her hand again to help her up, because she obviously wasn’t too comfortable with that before.
blake’s hand awkwardly rubbed across the back of her neck, at this point she wished she could just melt into the ground. her blushing hadn’t yet subsided and she couldn’t even make eye contact with the girl for fear that she would embarrass herself again. she’s cute, oh god she’s cute, what do i do? blake thought, fighting the urge to declare her love with grand spectacle right then and there. finally, she cleared her throat and took a seat on the bench, watching her feet rub against the wooden planks. “you’re willow right?” she said. “we went to high school together, i never saw you much because you were in lots of ap classes.”
maybe she should take this as a blessing. willow would very much be lying if she said her soulmate didn’t distract her from schoolwork and skating, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t worried !! was it something she said ?? something she did ?? ❛ ah !! ❜ the girl squealed, jumping out of the way right on time but not fast enough for the other to fall off her skateboard. immediately she bent down to check up on the skateboarder, scolding herself for getting so lost in her thoughts. ❛ no, i should be apologizing, ❜ she said guiltily. ❛ i’m so sorry, are you okay ?? ❜ willow felt a dull pain a she asked, but ignored it. sometimes she get’s a little achey from practicing so often. ❛ oh no, you’re bleeding !! let me help you, i think i’ve got a bandaid in my backpack somewhere. ❜
blake laughed faintly watching the girl in front of her. “it’s alright really. i’ve seen worse than this by far.” she swept a hair out of her face and took the girls hand to stand. not even a second later however, she stumbled back, dropping her hand like it was plagued. her heart stopped, her lungs refused to function. everything in the world seemed to pause for a moment as the realization hit her. the mark on her thigh burned. though she couldn’t see it under the bandaids on her thigh she knew it was turning a brilliant scarlet. blake took one look at the girls beautiful face, and she ran. her sporty nature took her faster than she thought she could move. blake new that she could love this girl so truly and deeply that it could move mountains. but one thought of her father’s disappointed face pushed her further. of course, her logic didn’t account for her skateboard when she went sailing across the boardwalk, planting face first into the wood.
she’s taken another ride to clear her head. her emotions are all over the place now and she’s sure that her soulmate is suffering. she thought that maybe she was wrong all along and had a chance, maybe her soulmate wouldn’t be a girl. but ever since she began to hear the girl’s thoughts three months ago, and talk to her, she knew it was inevitable. all it took was that one word “girl” and blake ran. lost in thought she didn’t even notice the person walking towards her. “watch out!” she shouted, veering sharply left and toppling off of her skateboard for the whole boardwalk to see. she hissed in pain and looked up at her roadblock. “sorry. i didn’t see you.”
kim yerim + cisfemale + she/her — have you met blake jung? they are a nineteen year old college student (dancer) known as the hoyden. a homosexual pisces, they are sociable + charismatic, as well as hotheaded + stubborn. their soulmark is a daisy on the upper thigh, and they can feel the emotions of their soulmate, who happens to look like song yuqi. // s. 17. she/her. est.
okay hello u guys i am so so excited to bring u blake i love her sm. i wont be around for most of tonight but i can still catch u tomorrow
blake is ur sterotypical like athletic popular in high school gal. she was friends with everyone a golden child basically
but blake had a huge secret she didn’t want anyone to know
she was gay, like super gay her boyfriend at the time was just a beard (wanted connection) he was the only person in on her secret
blake also has a family that disapproves of homosexuality so it’s like her big secret
aside from that she tends to live her life however she wants even if her family disapproves. bc they're stuck up uglies
she’s big and loud and sociable
she’ll talk to practically anyone
she’s uber competitive and loves winning
but ultimately dance captured her heart. she teaches hip hop dance a local kids studio and is currently majoring in dance at the local college
very big on sticking up for the little guy but tends to talk with her fists before she talks with her mouth
LAZY ASSHOLE
super soft but she’ll never tell you that
flirts w everyone as a cover
can be found on her skateboard constantly
“HEY LOOK HOW FLEXIBLE I AM” proceeds to pull leg above head
is best friends w her now ex-beard (the wc above!!)
likes pretend she doesn’t care...she cares A LOT
shits on football all the time
DOG PERSON
probably has a secret tattoo she doesn’t tell people about
covers up her soul mark with a band aid for fear of someone seeing it and it being a GIRL and getting outed
could probably leave her house from the front door but jumps out of her window anyways
