make the devil smile

[exdemirci]

[cisfemale, she her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ESMA DEMIRCI]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [PINAR DENIZ]. You must be the [TWENTY NINE] year old [WAITSTAFF AT FOUR LEAF IRISH PUB]. Word is you’re [INDEPENDENT] but can also be a bit [MANIPULATIVE] and your favorite song is [SWEETEST PIE BY MEGAN THEE STALLION & DUA LIPA]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [FISHERS COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

@aurorabayaesthetic

tw: abuse mention, miscarriage, car accident, cheating, drugs

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name: esma demirci

nicknames: n/a

age: twenty nine

faceclaim: pinar deniz

occupation: waitress @ four leaf irish pub

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: pansexual

birthday: november 4th 1994

sign: scorpio sun, sagittarius moon, virgo rising

ethnicity: arab

hometown: aurora bay

eye color: green

hair color: dark brown

height: 5'6"

tattoos: coming soon

piercings: coming soon

likes - dislikes- headcanons-

biography:

Chaos didn't always follow around Esma and her twin sister Isra. It all started when the girls were five. Their mother had always been slightly erratic, but when their father caught her having an affair with one of his best friends? He couldn't stand it anymore. Knowing Esma was the strongest of the pair, he left her and took Isra with him. This ended up with Esma taking on her mother's verbal abuse, and her mom turning to alcohol. Eventually, she remarried and her stepfather was just as bad.

As she grew into her teen years, Esma began attention seeking, drinking, drugs, and hanging out with people she shouldn’t. Her mother began to get fed up with her, kicking her out when she was 16. This caused her to drop out of high school, couch surfing at her best friend's place; his laid-back parents kindly let her. But it was trouble, she was slowly falling for his girlfriend, and she was falling for her too. It wasn’t very long before they were sneaking around together and she was stuck in some very messy affair that carried on for nearly two years. Funnily enough, it had been the only bit of stability that Esma had ever had.  

Tragedy struck when he got into a car accident and passed away on the scene. The girls had been together that night so when they heard the news they both felt an immense amount of guilt. Esma was unable to contain it; hitching a ride to San Fransisco and never looking back.  She had no money, no nothing, but being somewhat street smart, Esma broke into an empty apartment to live in while she tried to build up some cash. It wasn’t long until she was caught and kicked out so she had to find a new plan. 

Esma still spent most of her time drinking and doing drugs, anything to escape the grief she’d endured over the last couple of years. Finding different bodies to fill the void, until she came across a chef who worked at one of San Fran’s most prestigious restaurants. He was older than her, he had money, and he seemed nice enough so she went home with him, charming her way into his life.  It was only six weeks later she was staring at a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom of his restaurant. It was positive and he was thrilled. Esma couldn’t really picture herself as a mother but her life had been flipped upside down, maybe now she was finally going to feel some sort of happiness. He flew her to Vegas and they got married. 

Only a short time went by before it all started crumbling. Esma experienced a late-term miscarriage shortly after their wedding day. Things turning more sour than they ever could have with her new husband blaming everything on her. Esma had always been strong but not anymore, not after this. She began to believe the words he fed her. It wasn’t long before he was laying hands on her either. She was miserable. When Esma had enough instead of leaving she began to retaliate. This carried on for years until she couldn’t take it anymore, when she found out he got his mistress pregnant, it was over. Esma cooked her husband a nice dinner and laced it with rat poison, then once he was knocked out, she went to the nearest ATM, to withdraw all the money in their joint account, winding back up in Aurora Bay. 

The first thing she did was find a house in Fishers Cove and the next thing she did was find a job at the Four Leaf Irish pub, hoping to forget about everything she had endured. With too much evidence against him, she knew he wouldn't come looking for her. She finally felt strong again.

[exdemirci]

Baby, baby, do I taste like candy? Sugar coated, he say I'm the most sweet I'm a handful, but that's what hands are for Pin me to the floor, treat it like it's yours

[exdemirci]

♠ What (if any) tattoos does your character have?

"I have lucky tattooed on my arm, a flower on my hip/bikini line, a tiny little heart on my finger, a tiger on my other hip, a couple of butterflies on my other arm, and I also have these on my back."

[exdemirci]

👍 - what are your muse’s good traits?

"I'm a great ride-or-die. I'm also a really great cook. And I'm a fantastic fuck."

[exdemirci]

∇ What (if any) make-up does your character usually wear in daily life?

"While I like to be dramatic in all other aspects of my makeup generally my makeup is not. Skin tint, a bit of blush, bronzer, mascara, a liner and a gloss. The only thing I go a bit hard on is highlighter, I like to be glowy."

[exdemirci]

✂ How does your character usually style their hair?

"It's rarely straight, usually naturally wavy or blow-waved."

[exdemirci]

Gorgon: Last thing you ate?

"I ate a piece of chocolate cake for dinner. It was fucking good but it needed whipped cream."

[exdemirci]

❌ - what would cause your muse to be petty or say something hurtful

"Fuck me off and I'll fuck you up. Be nice to me and I'll be nice to you, it's pretty simple...yet people still manage to fuck me off."

[exdemirci]

Athuna: If you could live anywhere in the world for the rest of your life, where would it be?

"Someone fly me to Santorini and leave me there, forever."

[leomlarson]

Leo blinked up at Esma dumbly, mouth agape. He struggled to think of people he would've liked running into less than her, after the painful debacle they'd left behind in San Francisco. He'd ended up leaving that city for a lot of reasons, but one of them had been her. His life had been mostly drama-free since then, blessedly so, and seeing her sent an ugly shock of memories through his system.

"You work here," he repeated, as if trying to wrap his head around the idea. He was a pretty regular customer at the Four Leaf, and he quickly went over previous visits as he wondered if he'd glimpsed her and just completely passed over it. But no, he was pretty certain that he would remember seeing her.

Oh, fuck. She was from here, wasn't she? Was that why he'd chosen this town in the first place? He thought he'd just picked a random town, but had he really just had it in his deep subconscious the whole time?

"I left. Like, years ago." He supposed he couldn't blame her for not knowing that. They'd fallen out and he'd deleted everything having to do with her — her number, then their text thread for good measure. "What— when did you get here?"

@esmaxdemirci

[exdemirci]

Out of all of the flings she'd had within her marriage, the situation between her and Leo had ended the worst because feelings were involved. Unfortunately for him, she specialised in messy - she just hated it when it caught up to her. Technically this already had, but seeing him again made her stomach tie into knots.

Out of all places to choose, he chose here? Why? Did he know she was going to be here? It was selfish to wonder, but that’s who she was. “I do work here,” she repeated again, an awkward half smile falling upon her lips.

He left years ago? Was that her fault? Probably. It was in that moment that Esma realised maybe her reasoning for leaving was the exact same as his. That was probably her karma for hurting Leo in the first place. “Have you been here for all those years?” She was unsure if it was even a question she should be asking, but it blurted out anyway.

“I left him.” He probably didn't care, but it came out like word vomit. Leo didn’t know the extent of how bad her marriage was. “A couple of months ago now - somehow I ended up back here. Got my own little place in Fisher's Cove.” @leomlarson

[peterbasara]

"You don't have to take my word for it, all I did is run a multi-million dollar start up, so what do I know?" Peter shrugs casually, taking a drink from his glass with an unbothered look on his face.

"I'm just saying, in this day and age? Accessibility to pretty girls is higher than ever -- the market is saturated, you know? No matter how pretty you are, there's crazy competition unless you're able to do niche shit."

@esmaxdemirci

[exdemirci]

“Why didn’t you lead with that? I could be your arm candy." In her defense, he didn't exactly look like a multi-millionaire, but that would teach her to judge a book by its cover.

"Of course, use people for their kinks. There's crazy competition and oversaturation in most work areas is there not? I know I'm lazy as fuck but I will put in the effort if I really have to. I've scammed men before - just not in a few years." @peterbasara

[dancingdanvers]

At that answer Sloane simply raised a single eyebrow, knowing full well there was no point in bullshitting a bullshitter and that worked both ways. Simply because it was the kind of answer she would have given when she first got back to Aurora from New York herself. Obviously something else had gone down, but it was hardly surprising Esma wasn’t spilling anymore information because…well the two weren’t exactly close by any stretch of the imagination. “Just passing through? I can only imagine how boring it is here for you compared to San Fransisco - you’ll want to be going back as soon as possible.” A delicately pointed tone to her voice - well the old Sloane wasn’t gone entirely no matter how exhausted she was. 

“Thank you.” She answered robotically, not believing for even a second that it was a genuine wish from the other, but going through the motions of replying none the less. Reaching down into the pram she fixed Ryen’s blanket a little in a protective manner, before looking back up at Esma. “I don’t know how you can determine that from moments of seeing me, how do you know I don’t plan on moving back to New York with my family any day? And yes. My boyfriend Axel is around, thank you for your concern.” Voice dripping with sarcasm. She wanted to add that they had met in New York, what a brilliant man he was, that they lived together, but refrained. Instead just offering yet another pointed look with shark like eyes. @esmaxdemirci

[exdemirci]

It wasn't like Esma was taken aback by Sloane's words and somewhat bitter tone, it was only matching her own energy and they didn't exactly leave things in a great place. But, to be hypocritical in her response? Of course, Esma would see right through it and call her out on it. "Sloane," she cut her off, her eyebrows raised. "Sounds like deflection. If you miss New York, you should just say so." Hopefully, it would get the heat off herself too. If Sloane dug hard enough on socials, she'd figure it out. Esma hadn't exactly been clean and tidy when it came to her marriage, in fact, she'd been the opposite. As she continued it became apparent to the brunette that somehow, Sloane had acquired the lifestyle that Esma nearly had. Things she never wanted originally, yet, she was jealous. After all she'd done, she wasn't sure she should be a mother, but she'd wanted it more than anything. So it stung. A lot. "Did you not just do the exact same thing to me? It's not easy to pack up a baby and haul a family across the country, that's what I meant." It was half true at least. The most shocking part was the boyfriend, a name that sounded somewhat familiar to her. "She's cute, she looks like you." @dancingdanvers1

[jordanmitchell]

"No, I get that." Jordan wasn't one searching for love but she'd run across a few people who wanted that from her. It wasn't in her to give because her heart already belonged to someone else and always would. "It's just the way that fifty year old women and men believe that they're talking to this gorgeous person in their twenties and are convinced that it's real love." People were out of touch with reality. "Not as much as i would like to be." All she wanted was one person to get his shit together and tell her he wanted her, but hoping for that was futile after what she did. /@esmaxdemirci

[exdemirci]

"Okay, you know what pisses me off about the middle-aged people? I mean, fine if they don't have kids but their kids are literally our age and not helping their parents figure out fucking scams? They deserve to lose their inheritance if they're not protecting them." Pissed her off to no end, not that she would help her own parents in that situation, but if you had a good relationship? Surely you'd protect them. "Alright," She turned to her, placing her final fry in her mouth. "What's the deal? Tell me about this person not worshipping you?" @jordanmitchell

[aeris-flores]

"Fearless, but stupid, if you at all care about my opinion. People are terrifying when they want something." He'd seen it. There had been enough firsthand experience even just from the windows of his parents' multimillion dollar home. People wanted what they had, they would bend and break all the rules they could. Boundaries were no longer a concern…

But everyone thinks they're invincible to some degree. He does tell himself it's really not his problem to worry about. "Sounds like a plan. You'll get a following real quick — you got the looks, the smile. Could probably even get someone to pay you just to chat with them."

@esmemaxwcll

[exdemirci]

She couldn't blame him for thinking that way, he was right to an extent he just didn't realize how equally terrifying she could be. "Well, if you see me chasing someone out of Fishers Cove with a baseball bat or some other kind of weapon I won't mention, that can add to your entertainment." Her laugh implied she was joking, but she wasn't.

It was impossible to take that stuff seriously now, if she didn't laugh at her trauma, she'd cry. "Right? I think if I did some tinder swiping on my break I could probably even start there. Gotta promote myself somewhere, right?" @aeris-flores

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[willxmeyers]

who: @esmaxdemirci where: the reef

Will wasn't one to dredge up the past and his memories of the brunette he spotted across the bar weren't exactly fond ones. Not necessarily the ones when they were alone, those were definitely memorable but what stuck out more was the black eye and split lip that the boyfriend she failed to mention gave him after finding them in bed together. Will was sneaking out before dawn as was his M.O. at the time, and her boyfriend was returning home. An altercation one doesn't quickly forget.

"I thought I smelled trouble," he said lowly as she took the empty spot next to him at the bar. Whether or not Esma did it on purpose or not, Will wasn't sure. But regardless, he couldn't help himself. "Your psycho boyfriend isn't here, is he? I quite like my face arranged how it is."

[exdemirci]

Naturally, Esma had made a beeline for the male she knew all too well. Did she feel bad about what they did? Absolutely not, she never would. But she did feel slightly guilty he got involved in the games of her marriage. That happened a little too often, but at least it was over now. "You know me, trouble's my middle name." He was right about that part.

His comment was far more relatable than he realized but she resisted the urge to say ‘same’. “Husband,” she corrected him instead, waving around her ring-less hand but then realized it didn’t mean a lot considering she failed to mention her marriage to the male in the first place. “He’s long gone.” Dead or so she hoped. "What the hell are you doing here? This place is too small for you, isnt it? I've only been back a couple weeks and it's drivivng me crazy." @willxmeyers

[jacksbaker]

"that is sad." jack states. he did not understand people who had children and did not care for them. his family were his life. "nothing if you are safe and happy."

[exdemirci]

"It's life." Esma retorted bluntly, it wasn't like she knew any different at this point. She'd been estranged from her mother for years, and her father even longer. "Good, I'm guessing you don't know where to find someone I can con into giving me their money though?" @jacksbaker