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elias kim jones

[eliaskimjones]

ABOUT

Elias Kim Jones | 29 | Civilian | Charles Melton

To say that his parents had any sort of influence on his life would be a lie. At least, not his birth parents. Given up for adoption by a teenager who didn’t want to face the wrath of her conservative parents overseas, Elias was adopted by a Chicago couple when he was a few days old. They tried their best, but there was always something different about him, and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He loved them, and they were his parents, but growing up in the 90s taught him the importance of fitting a mould. He’s not the sort to seek affirmation from people, but it’s hard when a lot of his childhood revolved around his differences being a driving factor in how he was treated - kids are cruel like that.

He wasn’t particularly academic, and a dyslexia diagnosis only gave him the excuse he needed - school didn’t interest him. But partying did. He didn’t have to read anything at a party, which was a largely attractive factor, and he fell into partying, drinking and drugs relatively easily. What he lacked in academics, he more than made up for in desire to earn his way to the life he wanted. At first, it was using, which quickly became dealing but through a comedy of errors, he found himself learning how to make it. Most people he knew didn’t start cooking up drugs for the hell of it and he definitely wasn’t one of those people. In fact, there was surprisingly not a lot of money to be made in it - not until he found loyal buyers and sellers who were just as greedy as he was. He deals to anyone who wants to buy, and doesn’t have any loyalties to Bratva, Syndicate or other, but he knows who they are and who to avoid. 

He’s just discovered what money can do, and now rents a nice apartment downtown, bought a bike and is largely living his life. He’s never had a stable romantic relationship, and he largely sees them as a waste of time, and he’s slowly seeing less and less appeal in monogamy. He doesn’t spend the night, doesn’t go on dates unless there’s something to be gained, and has never really felt the appeal of long lasting relationship. He blames it on getting bored quickly, but he’s never readily thrown himself into anything that would require him to be vulnerable and he doesn’t see that changing any time soon. 

[eliaskimjones]

everything for brielle xoxoxoxo

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

[elias] haha well fuck you too

Send me  ♣ for a drunk text

[elias] it's 2amm is this a booty calL???

Send me ♥ for a sexual/naughty text

[elias] if you wanted me that badly, just ask, there's no need to feel me up under the pretense of 'slipping in the ice'

Send me !! for a threatening text

[elias] i know you took my charger out of the car can you not be a bitch for a second and give it back

Send me ☼ for a morning text

[elias] good morning my hateful shrew [elias] can you open the door im literally freezing my balls off out here [elias] i have coffee and heard you were making pancakes

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

[elias] just because i say something doesn't mean it's what i mean, you know?

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

[elias] nah it's all about the thighs [elias] wrong person [elias] we're arguing about the best part of a chicken

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text

[elias] heard it was snowing pretty hard over there [elias] text me back so i know if i can start claiming your cool stuff

@brielleperez

[eliaskimjones]

► for a text not meant for you

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

[elias] when i say smokin i literally mean she could set my face on fire and i wouldn't give a fuck [elias] ah shit [elias] any chance we can pretend that never happened?

@violetmarino

[eliaskimjones]

☼ / ☺ — allie

Send me ☼ for a morning text

[eli] good morning allie i hope u have a nice day, wanna have dinner tonight?

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

[eli] hey cutie, im near your work, want me to swing by with coffee?

@alisonjdrvke

[asianmenarewinning]

[eliaskimjones]

leylaekaplan​:

…

Bright eyes alight with the brief surge of adrenaline, the brunette couldn’t help but offer a light chuckle in an attempt not to wince as the others firm grip bites into the flesh of her arm. “Don’t mention it.“ She muses, quick to smooth out her dress as she straightens herself, feet thankfully finding safety within the confines of the building. If there was anything that was going to take some getting used to upon her return, it was the harsh reality of Chicago winters. “Not at all.“ She answers, out of rigid politeness above all else. “Would’ve been more spectacular if you had taken us both down.” A small attempt to make light of what could have been a rather embarrassing situation for all parties involved. “As much as I’m all for making an entrance, I don’t think that’s quite the idea either of us were going for. But you can rest easy, your reputation is saved for another year.“

-

“I’ll keep that in mind then,” he replies with an easy chuckle. “Hey, I hear there’s another set of stairs inside, so who knows, might get that grand entrance after all,” he jokes, hoping to detract attention from his almost fall. It’s not the way he had intended on appearing at the venue, and in fact, he had hoped that it would be quite suave and smooth, but this is the opposite. At least, someone was around to stop it. “Thank you, though, Miss-?” He trails off with the question of what her name is. He knows how important it is to make connections, and not for a lack of want of connection, he decides that the more people he knows, the better. “I’m Elias, by the way, and you have to let me buy you a drink. Or at least, offer an arm,” he extends the crook of his elbow. “To escort you inside to safety. Hopefully no more accident prone gentlemen cross your path.”

[eliaskimjones]

naomijones​:

Naomi had been at the party nearing an hour and her energy had only increased as excitement brewed within her. She has to admit this was the most fun she’s had in the last few months. Free of worries or cares, a New Year approaching, drinks were flowing and the music was everything she wanted it to be. Feeling parched she excused herself from a conversation that had quickly turned into business talk and made a beeline towards the bar. She doens’t realize who is next to her as she leans against the bar top and orders a water. “Really, you think?” Naomi asks looking down at her dress once and shimmying in place to cause the tassels to move before ceasing. “’Cause flattery will get you everywhere Jones!” she continues smiling over at Elias still amused at their matching last names. “You look pretty good too, enjoying yourself yet?”

-

He hadn’t realised who he was speaking to until she turns and he realises. “Ah, my long lost sister,” it’s a running joke that’s followed them around for a bit. Though he doesn’t really know many people in any sort of close attachment way, she’s somehow managed to always be on the periphery and it’s somehow comforting. “Yeah, no, this is great! Is this what rich people do? I’ve never been to a place with an open bar, so this is nice,” he draws the word out and looks around as they wait their turn at the bar. “Does my tie look okay? Hair out of place?” It feels like a joke, but there is a little bit of seriousness. He wants to pretend that he’s all bravado but this is the world he wants to live in, and he’s finally allowed a peek. “Should I pretend I own designer clothes?” He chuckles slightly. “Anyway! What have you been up to?”

[riverdalecentral]

Charles Melton attends The 2021 Met Gala Celebrating In America: A Lexicon Of Fashion.

[eliaskimjones]

leylaekaplan​:

location: NYE event, main entrance

status: open to all

Slipping out of the blackened SUV, the woman bid farewell to her driver before drinking in the extravagance of the historic building. It seemed almost as if the entire thing was glowing luminescent amidst the backdrop of the Chicago winter wonderland. Pulling her jacket close, she made the short distance to the entrance, narrowly avoiding slipping on the slowly forming ice that layered the stairs. However, it seemed another was not so fortunate as they stumbled over the threshold. Instinctively the brunette reached out, a firm hand enveloping their arm in an effort to steady them before she offered something akin to a tight smile. “I don’t think falling into the new year should be taken quite so seriously.” She mused in jest, an idle comment to break the ice before offering a smile in greeting.

-

An Uber is nowhere near as extravagant as half of the cars that others are arriving in, but he knows that he has to start somewhere. The car pulls up behind a large SUV, and as he’s about to make his entrance, a patch of ice catches him off guard. There’s that terrifying moment when he tries to find purchase, and luckily, there’s someone beside him, an arm that’s enough to anchor him and Eli grips onto it, perhaps a little too tight as he rights himself. “Shit, thank you,” he’s letting go quickly, and pulls back to check the other. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” It’s hard to come back from an almost-fall right outside the venue, and it’d be even harder to come back from it if he’s ruined someone else’s evening. “That’d definitely be one way to make an entrance. And start the new year.”

[eliaskimjones]

brielleperez​:

The roll of her eyes is violent and almost incites an instant headache - but Brielle is well aware that any such proximity to Elias usually has that effect. “You know, if everyone else decided to just, say whatever came to their head at all times of the way while you were around, you’d cry yourself to sleep every night, Eli.” It’s the only space available at the bar, and it’s that very reason that keeps her stood there waiting for service, certainly not the company. “If you walked past a cactus right now, you’d fucking pop.” Her finger juts out, poking at his chest in some attempt to deflate him a little. 

-

“Oh, how did you know that I actually do cry myself to sleep every night, wondering how I can be as awesome as you?” His reply is sarcastic, and his voice laced with mocking as he realises who it is. He looks down at his own chest when she pokes him in it, and he shakes his head with an eye roll. “I take it back, you look like shit,” he lies and looks back at her. “I was going to let you go first but you know, just for that cactus comment, I think I’m going to be petty,” he flashes a wide smirk and leans against the bar, his body still turned towards her. “Don’t you have a boyfriend who can buy you drinks somewhere? What’s his name again, Alfonso or something?” 

[eliaskimjones]

location: grand ballroom time: 10:14 pm status: open

He’s never been in a ballroom before, he realises, as he makes his way around the room. The ceiling is much higher than anything he’s ever experienced before, and the walls look fancy, if walls can look fancy. There’s a strange atmosphere that makes him carry himself differently. He straightens his back, puffs his chest out a bit, and looks around as he makes his way towards the bar. With drink in hand, he watches the dancefloor, noting without much interest as people mill around. A few come and go from the bar, but he doesn’t pay them much attention, until there’s someone standing rather close and their outfit causes him to double take and comment, “Wow, where does someone get a costume like that? Amazing. That’s commitment to the theme.”