Windsor

Windsor Dacke, call me Win. "Got advice, Don't know what it was good for Even now I don't know who I'm supposed to hate Come to grips with the rules of attraction And I don't know If you've ever liked me or not Either way it was kind of convincing"

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BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Windsor Bolton

Nicknames: Win

Preferred Name: Win

Birthday: March 20

Age: 22

Zodiac: ☀️ Pisces 🌙 Scorpio ⬆️  Capricorn

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Relationship Status: Single

Occupation: Chef at Derry’s Pub

PHYSICAL:

Face Claim: Rudy Pankow

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Dirty Blonde

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 157 lbs

Dominant Hand: left

Tattoos, Birthmarks, Scars, etc: Scars on his knuckles, stomach, legs, and arms from fighting.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Ex-Significant Other(s): A few girlfriends that didn’t seem to last, a few secret boyfriends

Current Significant Other: N/A

BACKSTORY:

Windsor always loved his family growing up, always wanting to be a part of everything they were in even though he was an accident. Since his parents were lenient with him he tried even harder to gain people’s attention trying to be the best at everything. He evn got into fights in elementry and middle school trying to get people's attention. Although he would do everything anyone asked of him his heart laid with cooking even at a young age. He took every chance he could to cook in middle school, and subsequently in high school. 

In middle school and high school he dated a few girls before his sophomore year where he sweared off dating till after high school. This meant rumors were rampant about him just wanting to sleep with people, and somehow people did say they had slept with him. Windsor was too embarrassed to deny the rumors and didn’t want to make others look bad. Even if they’d known the truth it would have been worse, that they’d made a rumor that he’d slept with them, since Win was gay. It was also in high school that he joined the football team to appear more manly, adding on more pressure for himself. Anyone who asked him if he was okay being the human youngest Bolton he answered ‘of course’. Deep down though he’d never tell them how he strived to be more than just the youngest human of the Bolton siblings.

With a high school diploma Win enrolled in a culinary school. His French classes finally came in handy as he enrolled in Le Cordon Bleu. He spent two years in Paris, France learning how to cook and bake before returning back to America. Even though he loved traveling abroad he missed his family and knew that he could use his new degrees to cook for his dad at the pub. He got the job, and since coming back from Paris has been cooking in the pub.

SKILLS AND ABILITIES:

Talents: Cooking

Drive: Yes

Jump-Start a car?: Yes

Change a Flat Tire?: Yes

Ride a Bicycle?: No, Motorcycle yes.

Swim?: Yes

Play an Instrument?: No

Play Chess?: No

Tie a Tie?: Yes

Pick a lock?: Yes

FAVORITE THINGS:

Activity: Cooking

Beverage: Water

Book: The Big Friendly Giant

Food: Truffles

Movie: The Lion King

Sport: American Football, Baseball

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Favourite sexual position?

"Yeehaw."

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grayson-bolton·:

“Do you honestly think Willow would do one of those speed dating services?”  He questioned curiously.  In his mind, Willow would murder them if they tried tricking her into such a thing.  “No clue, he might if we can prove it will generate money and all.”

Grayson nodded, “yeah I guess.  It would seem weird if I just assumed such things.”  The older Bolton sighed seeing his brother in such a state.  Grayson had no idea how to handle a drunk Windsor and he certainly was not sure what brought this on.  “You don’t have to worry about me Win, if something starts up that will be great but I am not looking into just getting laid.  C’mon, we should probably get you home.”

“Oh god no.” Win laughed knowing they’d have to somehow trick her into it. “She’d rather be dumped in a lake.” The next sentence had Win trying to use his every braincell to figure how how they could prove that. “More people in the bar? Liquid courage?” Win offered knowing it was a long shot but it was truly the only thing he could think of.

Win gave a nod at the thought of home. “Yeah, a bed sounds nice. But I don’t want you to forget that I worry about you big brother. You were always the coolest. So I want you to be happy.” Win mumbled almost feeling sleepy with the thought of a bed.

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oh-my-fane·:

Fane ducked his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know it’s a bit counter intuitive, but sometimes… like blood and people passing out, yeah, makes me all kinds of anxious,” he admitted. “If you pass out, I’ll definitely freak out, because I don’t know what to do about that. I wasn’t a great medic back in my human days, and I definitely didn’t pick up on anything since being human.”

Fane thought about the options. “Maybe a walk in the park? I mean, I know it’s nighttime, but maybe we can stick to the lights and paths and enjoy the stars?”

“A vampire who is squeamish.” Win laughed softly and shook his head. “That’s really human of you. Don’t worry I’ll tell you when I’m gonna faint and I’ll try to sit so all you’ll have to do is wait till I wake or if it’s because of something you can take me to the hospital.” Win grinned knowing he knew his body fairly well.

Win nodded, a walk in the park sounded perfect. “Yeah a walk sounds nice. Do you know anything about the stars? Being in the navy and all I mean.” Win was interested in the stars since they were used for so many things but tended not to know anything about them.

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duskturns·:

        Dusk nodded, she had gone to the doctor not long after she and Cassidy had rekindled things since the man was so fucking fertile apparently. “Yeah, but we’ll see, I could be worried over nothing, certainly nothing I intend to worry Cassidy over until we even get to that point.” She chuckled, at the very least, when Win said he intended to be a menace to society in other ways. “Sounds like a plan.”

        “Not me, I love some cravings,” she admitted, she loved just getting or making what she felt like when she got home from work. Probably not the best way to stay healthy but she ran through the woods at least once a month going wild. “Packing for work does suck though, would be easier if the bank had a full kitchen so I could cook what I actually wanted.”

          “Kids really do be demanding so much effort from us,” Dusk chuckled at Win’s description of what they needed to do next. As his timer went off pulling the first batch from the oven and allowing him to move through the next step while she set up a cooling rack for what had been removed. “I used to just buy cupcakes from the grocery store when Aiden was a kid.”

Hearing that Dusk went to the doctor made Win pause. “I’m sure you’re worried over nothin’. But, if you need anything, I’m here.” Win offered himself as a shoulder to cry on or a person to vent to. If anyone knew the struggles of being unable to have your own kids it was Win. He’d never be able to have kids with the person he loved.

“Cravings yeah but do you know how much sugar a regular human should be eating and how much is in soda and other processed foods? It’s so much easier to enjoy your food when your taste hasn’t been destroyed by sugar.” Win pointed out as he got the frosting bag ready for the cupcakes. “I got lucky there, being a chef means I always have a kitchen at my disposal.”

Win gave a nod at Dusk knowing how much effort was now used for kids with the invention of Pinterest moms. With one pan on the cooling rack, Win grabbed the other pan and put it in the oven, and set the timer once again. “Yeah but now other moms are assholes and think if you don’t put a shit ton of effort into your kid you’re a bad parent which is stupid. As long as you treat your kid like a mini human it really doesn’t matter.”

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jezebel-dragoumis·:

Jez elbowed the human at the teasingthough she didn’t really take it personally. Most people who knew her, event heones who knew her since they were young, had a tendency to have opinions on herbeing a cop. As a general rule she definitely had a tendency to go easy on the peopleshe knew. If they weren’t doing anything terrible- which most people she knew wouldn’tdo simply because they weren’t bad people- she had never seen the point incausing issues for them. And while Win may not have been doing the best thingfor himself? He wasn’t actually hurting anyone so why would she give him anyissues? “I know where you live, Little Bolton. Do you really think you couldhide from me if I wanted to arrest you?” the blonde teased him.

“I’m not your therapist. And I don’tjudge. You’re an adult. You can drink if you want to.” No one could deny thatall of the Boltons drank from time to time and she couldn’t deny that there wasprobably a lot that hung over their heads- something that a member of theDragoumis clan could definitely understand though for different reasons. As muchas Jezebel may have respected the Bolton parents quite a bit and owed EvelynBolton a lot for taking herself and her twin under her wing? She knew thatbeing the children of two people like Evelyn and Jack who were so well lovedand respected in the town couldn’t have been easy. They had a lot to live upto, after all. So there was undoubtedly a lot of pressure- some they probablyput on themselves.

“And why do you wish you weredifferent?” the witch asked after a moment, glancing at the young man she hadbasically known since his birth. That was pretty strange to think about buthaving befriended the twins so young and then being taken under the wing ofEvelyn? She was often at the house and so she had known the youngest Bolton fornearly his entire life. Though she had to admit that because of the agedifference the youngest had never really been her friend- though becauseshe had such a close bond with the rest of his family she often thought of theyoungest one as a member of her extended family as well.

Win faked being hurt by holding his chest and stumbled his back hitting the ground. “Ow,” he complained now actually feeling hurt. “Hopefully you won’t ever need to actually arrest me.” The sentiment was for both of them, Win truly did hope he never did anything so bad he’d have to be arrested for it and he was sure that Jez never actually wanted to arrest him.

The mention of a therapist made Win wince, he’d never been one to get a therapist or even want one but somehow it seemed like a good idea at the moment. ;“Thanks.” Win nodded at Jez knowing she wasn’t judging helped his mood. It was difficult to think that Jez probably had a better relationship with his parents than he did, even if in the end he loved his parents.

“You’re kidding right?” Win asked looking at Jez before his brain to mouth filter just let loose. “You have a better relationship with my mom than I do because of your gift. The only way I am even remotely on the map is because I tried to be my father, and even then my brother does that better. They let me do whatever the fuck I wanted and I hated it, I wanted to be punished and treated like the rest of the family but somehow the rest of my family stole the spotlight and everything I did wasn’t ever good enough.” Win gave a frustrated laugh. “It’s exhausting trying to be good enough. So this is the saying goodbye party. I’m sick of trying to be a Bolton. Instead I’m just gonna be me and not give a shit about the rest of my family.”

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will-bolton​:

“Being a surprise doesn’t make you a mistake, Win. Mom and Dad weren’t expecting me either after the twins. But that doesn’t mean they didn’t want us or they don’t love us. And is it really so bad being like Dad?” Sometimes Will had to admit she was a bit envious of Win. He got to be the normal one out of the lot of them; he was the most like their father, a man a lot of them looked up to. And yes, those days Cassidy definitely wasn’t a part of Jack’s fan club but the cause of that was Cassidy’s own doing. She wasn’t about to fault her father for looking out for the family business. Who wouldn’t? She just wished the two could stop being so stubborn and work things out.

“Do you feel better now? Lashing out at us for something we had no more control over than you did? None of us asked to be born the way we were, Win. It was the roll of the genetic dice like me getting Mom’s hair color- no one could have known how that would play out.” There was no anger in Will’s voice, just a calm rationality. It was a tone she had mastered over the years of taking care of the twins, the one she used when Dev would blow a fit because she wanted her father and Cassidy was nowhere to be found and she had to remind the little girl that her father loved her very much but simply couldn’t be there right then. “You’re not nothing, Win. You’re my little brother. You’re the one who travelled to Europe and studied what he was passionate about. You think we have strength? We don’t. We’re all fucking messes and you know it. Danny hides it well but he’s got his own demons; Grya hasn’t been the same since the war; Cassidy has been fighting the battle with addiction since before the twins were born; I sacrificed my teenage years to raise the twins and I still give everything I have for all of you. None of us are great, Win. We’re all just trying to do the best we can. So there’s nothing to measure up to; there’s nothing to feel inferior to. None of us is better than you. We just felt the pressure of being the potential heirs to the coven and trust me when I say that’s no picnic. The weight of that can crush you.”

“You don’t ever have to be anyone but who you are for us to love you and accept you, Win. For as damaged as we all are? We love each other. And we love you. You will never be nothing. Not to us. And it breaks my heart that you feel that way about yourself. Because you’re a pretty amazing little brother and you deserve to see yourself like the rest of us see you.” Willow was under no disillusion that simply talking to Win could change whatever deep rooted issues he had with himself. But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t tell him how she saw things, let him know how they felt about him. Whether he believed it or not she knew none of them ever thought less of him for being human. Why would they? “Since when do you care about my love life?” she half teased, scoffing at the very idea. “Win, my whole world is you guys. My brothers, Cassidy’s kids. That’s all there is. What guy would be interested in always playing second fiddle to you all?”

Will’s words didn’t help. It was just a reminder that he really was different. ;“Fucking, Will, stop.” He said giving another frustrated laugh. “You aren’t helping. You aren’t our mother, you don’t need to fix us or make everything better. Get angry!” Win yelled at her. “If being a witch is that fucking awful be pissed! Be angry that our mom is forcing competition between her kids! Who does that! Be pissed!” He told her and rolled his eyes.

“Stop trying to fix everything, shit, this family shouldn’t be your whole life, that’s why I fucking left.” His eyes went wide realizing he’d basically told Will why he’d run away from the family but used the excuse of going to school. There were other schools, he chose one halfway across the planet for a reason. “Maybe be a teenager for once Will, or shit even a little bit young, be a hoe, meet people. If the weight is that bad act like it.” Win rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Whatever, I’m just human what would I understand about the shit and politics of witches and covens? It’s not something I get to know about or care about given I’m not one.” Win sat down and took a drink of the bottle looking almost more frustrated than before.

“Yeah, whatever.” Win said at being told his family loved him. It was something people told each other all the time. Words, meant nothing if they weren’t backed up by actions. “All there is? Fuck Will, no there isn’t. There’s love, adventures, a job, friends, your family is just blood there are connections out there you’re never gonna get if you hide behind this dumbass family. And I always care about you guys, I want you all to be happy.”

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cassidyxbolton·:

[TEXT]: Think? You can’t tell? [TEXT]: K. Congrats on that.

[TEXT]: Well I mean, okay dating but not exclusive I guess? [TEXT]: Thanks? [TEXT]: Somehow I pictured you more upset about the vampire thing...

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When’s the last time you made someone else cry?

“I don’t know... Probably when I was in Paris.”

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Have you ever been caught up doing it in public?

“No, how dumb do you have to be to get caught.”

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sangetfer​:

FOR @boltonwins​

LOCATION: Derry’s Pub

The flavors were exquisite - one could almost swear it was magical how it hit on note just perfectly  and it was simple, American classical fare that wasn’t over priced. Verena if she had half a mind to be involved with the Boltons on a purely business level could market the sauce they used on it globally it was that good. “Win, you’ve done it again. Completely blown my mind and I haven’t started in on the burger yet. Keep the recipe to yourself - don’t ever give it out and you could legitimately make a fortune on whatever you’ve just done right here”

It was always nice when someone came into the pub specifically for Win’s cooking although it didn’t happen often. “Well, lucky me it’s a product of Derry’s pub since you’ve had it here.” Win shrugged knowing that his family would allow him to take the recipe even if he didn’t want it. “At least try the burger, you know the more meat sits the more it cooks right?” Win pointed out watching her eat. He sighed as he grabbed a glass and started making a drink, “So what will you be having to drink.”

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cassidyxbolton·:

[TEXT]: Yeah, what is it?

[TEXT]: I think I’m dating a vampire. [TEXT]: He’s cool though just don’t tell anyone? [TEXT]: Oh and I’m gay.

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duskturns·:

        Dusk shook her head, she was so close to being done with her night classes, and Cassidy was still dealing with so much and they’d only been back together since around New Years, so it wasn’t something she intended to snap her fingers and get going. “I just wanted to see how possible it was, figured better to know now that to find out later.” It did make her smile that he said he enjoyed pretending to be a teen dad to mess with people. “In a town this small I’m not sure how many people you’d be able to get with that one.”

        It was sweet Win wanted to help but she had a feeling Cassidy was going to give her a big ‘no,’ especially because blow jobs were not something that would incentivize Cassidy from what she could presume. Still she’d show it to him, show him Win cared and wanted to help him out and maybe Cassidy would do it just for that. “I will keep the meal plan in mind, even if its just for me and the kids.”

         Dusk nodded her head as the frustration Win had was growing with everything she said, the way he had phrased it to her he had only had this one boyfriend. So the young werewolf shifted gears, “do you think they’re done?” Dusk’s hand lifted and her index finger pointed to the cupcakes.

Win nodded understanding exactly what Dusk meant. He still struggled with the idea of not having kids, he’d wanted kids, a big family, and being gay. His only choice now was adopting or surrogacy. “Did you go to a doctor or sumthin’?” Win asked not trying to pry but still making conversation. “Yeah sadly not anymore but hey I’ll find something else to be a menace to society. Oh wait I already did.” Win cackled knowing he’d already done his own coming out to Dusk.

“It’s easy, and makes meals easier. I tend to do it just because I don’t like trying to decide what I want for dinner.” Win shrugged as he prepared the last of the frosting and held the spoon he’d used out to Dusk. “It means I also save money on food because I buy exactly what I need and nothing else. I also get to eat healthy because I use the kitchen at the bar too.”

Pointing to the timer on his phone Win watched it count down the last few seconds. “Now they’ll be done. Pull them out and let them cool and we can put in the next batch. When they’re cool enough we can pull them out put the frosting on and then use the pan again for the next set.”

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oh-my-fane·:

Fane hummed, smiling a little shyly. “Yeah, I don’t… actually breathe,” he said, running a finger through his hair. “I go through the motion so I don’t… stand out, but yeah, it’s not required.” He hesitated for a moment before resting a hand on Win’s chest. “But it’s kinda nice to know that I take your breath away.” Fane’s eyes widened. “Oh, oh god, that was so cheesy, I’m so sorry. You can completely pretend that I did not say that outloud.”

He stood when Win mentioned leaving, holding a hand out. “Sure, we can get you some real food,” Fane agreed. “But get up slowly. It’s sorta like you just donated blood to the Red Cross, so don’t get up too quickly or you might pass out, and I’ll definitely panic.” He smiled softly. “I don’t want to go home yet, either.”

Win started laughing at the comment and shook his head. “No, it was good. You do, take my breath away.” Win gave another small laugh looking at Fane. He wanted to hear more of Fane’s cheesy lines. Taking Fane’s hand he did stand up slowly. “What do you wanna do? And I don’t tend to faint very often.” Win admitted giving a shrug.

“You’ll panic?” Win questioned giving a confused look. Win gave a shrug dropping the question knowing that sometimes people panicked easy. “So uh, what do you wanna do since you don’t wanna go home either.”

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grayson-bolton·:

The older Bolton looked over at his brother and could tell he was perplexed when it came to their sister.  It was a difficult thing, Willow dedicated her life to taking care of her family.  Which of course was a noble gesture, but it also placed her in a position to put others before herself, when sometimes you have to prioritize yourself first.  “Uh blind date?  Who would we even set her up with?”

“Yes and no, I mean I hope you shower and all.  I can smell scents on people, but I don’t always automatically assume they’re sexual with each other.”  He responded.  “It doesn’t matter, she is currently away.  And my sex life isn’t all that important, because currently it is nonexistent.”

Win gave Grayson a shrug. “Dunno, what about those speed dating things in the city? One of those?” He suggested and then got a stupid grin on his face. “Think dad would allow us to do one of those at the bar?” It was a long shot and to set up Willow the answer was probably no. But, with Win being drunk and trying to help his siblings he wasn’t thinking all that clearly.

“I shower.” Win grumbled knowing he probably took his hygiene a little more seriously than most people. “That’s good to know, you don’t just sniff me and assume I’m having sex.” If Win was a bit soberer he’d try to remember that but considering his state it basically went in one ear and out the other. “Maybe it should be existent. It’s important! Unless you’re asexual which is different, but everyone needs a release sometimes.”

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moody--mason·:

“Why the fuck not?” Mason practically growled but at least the guy was willing to fight. That was something and he’d accept it on any terms, really. Anything to vent all this shit inside of him. He snorted and narrowed his eyes. “Fine. Whatever.” It wasn’t like shifters could turn people but if this asshole didn’t know that then whatever. “I don’t give a shit about you or your family. Let’s go do this.” That said, Mason stalked towards Beast Gym, though he watched the kid with his peripheral vision just so he didn’t get any funny ideas about jumping him.  When they got there, Mason stripped off his jacket and jumped into the boxing ring. “Hurry the fuck up.” He didn’t bother taping his hands or grabbing gloves, he wanted this down and dirty and messy. Someone would be bleeding badly by the end of this and Mason didn’t much care who at this point and he prowled the ring while he waited for the guy to get in there with him. 

“Yeah but they care about me for some reason so you beating the shit out of me in the middle of the street would be a problem.” Win shrugged as they walked over to Beast Gym. He noticed the other watching him as they strolled into the Gym unsure why he was being watched but still it didn’t phase Win all that much.

Being told to rush things wasn’t always Win’s strong point but still, he tried to hurry things along by quickly taking off his own jacket and pulling everything out of his pockets. He set his phone and wallet aside but kept on his rings, they could come in handy if not just to add more force to his punches. He got into the ring and put his arms up to block the first few attacks trying to stay light on his feet. If Win had any advantage it would be his speed and knowledge of the human body, he could make the post of his punches by hitting soft tissue hard. “Well are you all talk or are you gonna bring it?”

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oh-my-fane·:

Fane shifted a little nervously. “I’m not good at this,” he admitted softly, leaning his forehead against Win’s. “I’ve never been very good at this.” Fane used to think there was something wrong with him. While other vampires seemed to get better with seduction and relations with age, he never did. Fane wasn’t entirely clueless, but it always felt more forced than natural. It felt natural with Win, though, and that was a sensation that was entirely new to him.

He nodded almost imperceptibly. “Y-yeah, you do,” Fane promised. “Really good, I… I’m going to shut up and just kiss you now, okay?” He waited for some form of confirmation from the blond before leaning in to touch their lips together gently. The fluttering in his stomach moved up to his chest, and Fane could have sworn that his heart fluttered along with it. In the long time that Fane was alive, he’d never had a better kiss, even if that number was small. Fane wasn’t sure there could be any better.

“Yeah, yeah I’m good with that.” Win nodded hearing Fane say he was going to kiss him. Kissing wasn’t new to Win so leaning in his hand went to Fane’s cheek holding it gently as he pressed his lips to Fane’s own. It was amazing how right the action felt as if Win should always be kissing Fane. Win felt himself deepening the kiss for a moment before breaking apart taking a moment to breathe before kissing Fane again, a little more chastely this time.

Win broke the kiss once more breathing a bit hard realizing that his human lungs were currently betraying him since Fane didn’t need to breathe. “Wow,” Win gave a smile. “I uh, you don’t breathe, that’s, that’s cool. Uh, Do you wanna get out of here?” Win’s eyes went a bit wide, “I mean like we can go get food, or just go on a walk, not like I wanna go home yet.”