fresh out of the shower after an eight-hour gig downtown, her hair is dripping wet onto her t-shirt ( which honestly might be her ex’s that she forgot to give back , but that’s NOT her concern right now ) as she rummages through the community kitchen’s fridge for a late night snack. a noise behind her makes her flip on the kitchen lights , hand still gripped around a container of milk. “ jesus, you scared me. ” thankfully , it’s not an intruder , though the other person might as well be. lucky turns back to the fridge , replacing the milk and pulling out berries and whipped cream before closing the fridge and sliding the container to the middle of the island. “ hungry ? ” the femme questions. “ there’s probably enough left to share. ”
✼:♡*ﾟ✿ ↝ alisha boe . cisfemale . she/her . ／ lucille ‘lucky’ sheridan is blasting bad friend by rina sawayama again … ugh , i swear they play that song every single day ! you’d think they’d learn how to pipe down . oh , you don’t know them ? they live in apartment 2b . i haven’t talked to them much , but i know that they’re twenty-three years old , and that they’ve been living in the complex for two years . i always run into them when they’re coming back home from vinnie’s vinyls , and they seem really piquant and impetuous . maybe you’ll have better luck with the aries than i do .
hiiiii babes, i’m lily ! i’m so sorry this is late, i had to decompress after my very last final of the semester ( she’s a scholar ! ) anyway this is my daughter lucky n i love her very much. here is a stats page and here is a page that i made with some quick social media stuff but you can read below the cut for more about her and hit me up because im always a hoe for plots ! i’m so excited to meet w all your muses so give this a like if you wanna plot ! intro: tw death, tw drugs
lucille aminah sheridan was born on april 12, 1997 in brooklyn, new york to yasmiin ahmed and kieran sheridan. it was a difficult labor, over twenty-four hours, and yasmiin suffered obstructive labor. she died in childbirth, but the baby miraculously made it out alive and unharmed. kieran, in shock, named her lucille aminah after their grandparents, but the nurses were the first to call her ‘lucky’.
lucky’s childhood was an interesting one, to say the least. to cope with the loss of his partner, kieran lost himself in drinking and drugs. lucky was generally left on her own most of the time to adventure around bed-stuy. she was rosy-cheeked, giggling lightning, zigzagging down bedford avenue. their family aren’t exactly well off, not with kieran’s debts hanging over their heads, but lucky finds ways sprinkled throughout her lonely existence to entertain herself: it was the neighborhood store owners and the families in her apartment complex who would allow her to hang around and not go home, the pizza parlor that will let her bum a slice, the skate park where the older boys ruffle her hair, and most importantly music.
lucky is a bright and creative kid, but she didn’t generally excel in school; it’s too much sitting around, too many rules, and lucky has a bit of an authority problem. but she took to music like nothing else -- learning piano, guitar, singing, and music production. when lucky is fourteen, she wins a scholarship to the packer collegiate institute in historic (read: wealthy) brooklyn heights. for the first time, she is suddenly and painfully aware of her well-worn clothes, the way her father shows up to concerts and parent-teacher conferences with scotch on his breath. through sheer drive alone, she propels herself to berklee college of music on a full scholarship. she graduates with a degree in music production and decides to move as far away as possible; after all, she’s always loved an adventure.
she’s now been living in apartment 2b at opal apartments for two years now and she genuinely loves both the apartment complex and vancouver. she has regular dj nights at downtown bars and she’s been able to string together steady gigs and production opportunities to scrape together an existence that she’s happy with.
personality wise, she is a CLASSIC aries -- she’s short-tempered and reckless, will rush into anything she believes is an adventure. impulse control is at a -1000.
she’s also very creative and charming in a witty-mean kind of way. steadfastly loyal to her friends -- if you get into her inner circle it’s for life ! her friends are her chosen family.
she’s passionate about things, but it definitely comes off as a little theatrical if you don’t like her?
her worst trait is that she’s incredibly competitive about everything. she literally will get mad over a game of cards.
she loves to skateboard, she’s definitely more of a tomboy in terms of style and personality. she wears a lot of bright colors. big pants tiny top bisexual energy !!
spends all her time at vinnie’s vinyls ! she loves it there.
you can click here for some connection ideas i reblogged, but here are some more:
ride or die friends: pleaseeeee she needs some people to be crazy with !! let her be goofy and dumb
sibling type relationship: someone who she can just tell everything to !!
frenemies/enemies: someone that just... does not like lucky or vice versa !! definitely love it... plus we could add a lil ~spice~ if you’re interested
fwb: secret feelings ? hate you love you ? :~)
secret relationship: listen i LOVE this type of plot and want it so bad
exes: i could definitely see her being involved with someone especially when she had just moved to vancouver and didn’t know anyone !! maybe they ended on bad terms/good/possible getting back together/fwb ?? choose ur own adventure !!
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