ㅤೀ 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! ATHICHART "ABEL" PHULOTWAT sets sail to new adventures . the TWENTY - FIVE year old is known to be ARROGANT , but makes up for it by being LOYAL . you can usually find HIM listening to PARTICLES BY NOTHING BUT THIEVES ; might be a way to cope with THE FACT THAT HIS FATHER HAS BEEN CHEATING ON HIS MOTHER FOR YEARS AND HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS . ﹕ ꒰ bright vachirawit, cis male, he/him ꒱
PHEW this took a while ... hi hi ! alex here with my grumpy child <3 if you want to know more about him, you can do so under the cut !! he is a difficult one haha ... but i love him regardless !! i’m also the worst when it comes to writing wcs lists ,,, bear with me !! but i’m open to connections and would love to plot with you if you’re up to/want !! i’m sure we can cook something up hehehe
✶ BA$ICS !
name: athichart “abel” phulotwat
birth date: december 11th
age: 25
gender: cis man
pronouns: he/him
hometown: bangkok, thailand
orientation: bisexual & biromantic
occupation: general doctor, but mostly a grumpy socialite !
✶ PHY$ICAL !
height: 6’0’’ or 1.83 m
eye color: dark brown
hair color: brown
tattoos: none
piercings: seven total, all in his ears
style: preppy with an edge
faceclaim: bright vachiwarit
✶ IN DEPTH !
zodiac: sagittarius
mbti: entj
alcohol use: high
drug use: moderate
languages: thai, japanese and english
✶ FAVORITE$ !
artist: twice
food: ramen
place: tokyo
time: late at night
weather: cloudy, rainy
✶ BACKGROUND !
abel is part of a wealthy family who has been hoarding money for generations. despite his grandparents’ fortune, his father made his way in the world of the rich and famous by opening a later successful production company. in other words, he has what is considered old and new money attached to his last name and several expectations that have been throw at him since a young age. his first memories consist of lectures from his father about the importance of business, power, and reputation, to the point that abel used to hide from him just to have a break. the constant pressure from his parents and family drove the younger abel tired, constantly asking himself if a life of luxury was worth the trouble of keeping up with the façade of happiness. abel was taught to watch his every step, to make good decisions and to always think of the future. because of these lessons, he more than once lost sight of his present— constantly forgetting to live in the moment in exchange of crafting a perfect life. it wasn’t long for abel to get sick of the habits and life his parents expected from him and a little bit after his seventeenth birthday, the boy decided to live the way he wanted, having grown tired of pretending and complying. his formative years played a huge and key part to his present life, which abel now lives recklessly and almost hungrily, stepping and shouldering his way through the world without a care for anyone or anything, and at the same time, caring way too much.
✶ PER$ONALITY !
he is not introverted by any means; he enjoys the buzzing and warm of people around him even when he claims to prefer to be by himself. rude by default, he seems to enjoy giving everyone nasty looks and acting like he is better than them. seems quiet at first but talks a lot once he gets to know somebody, whether he likes them or not. annoying, arrogant, your textbook rich kid menace who will arch his brow any opportunity he gets. extremely loyal to the few people he likes, he would ride or die for you. he will also end a friendship super quick if he thinks his trust was broken. did i say rude? he will be neutral to service workers but an asshole to anyone else. he is very private about his love life so most people don’t know what is going on with that when it comes to him. secretly wants a partner, won’t ever say it out loud. he still plays his socialite part, not with a smile though.
✶ EXTRA$ !
he loves cats, a lot. he grow up with a few because of his mom and absolutely had the time of his life. he doesn’t have one as of now just because he is never home.
when he discovered his dad was cheating, the first thing he did was barricade himself in his room and question his own values for several hours. now he is just angry, but the whole situation confuses him more than anything.
he loves studying, he feels like he is in control when learning and enjoys it as it is usually a quiet endeavor. studying medicine wasn’t hard for him, really, even when he decided to stop before choosing a specialty, he enjoyed his college years.
he is good at acting, but it was always something for only his family to witness. his dad always believed he had the talent to make it big, but teenager abel hated the idea of pleasing his dad in any way so he refused to follow that career path.
CLOSED STARTER: ALI & ABEL @fadedsstar
LOCATION: streets of athens
❝ i’m not sure how far ahead you planned or, like, what you have in mind for what you wanna do so feel free to but in at any point, ❞ ali said aloud, pausing to take a bite of the souvlaki that they had bought earlier when passing a street vendor. the man at the stall explained it as a chicken skewer inside rolled pita with a special sauce inside. whatever the sauce was, it tasted delicious and ali could only let out a hum of satisfaction. ❝ do you want a bite ?? it tastes fucking amazing, ❞ ali offers, swallowing down the food as he turns his gaze onto abel with a grin. ❝ i think you’ll like it. oh !! but like i was saying — i had this idea of walking to the top of lycabettus hill. i saw pictures and it looks insane. there’s a church and cafe at the top but it has an insane view of athens. plus i figured if we get going now we could probably watch the sunset and get some nice photos. ❞
the doctor hums , kind of distracted by the scenery surrounding them both . it’s not his first time in greece , coming from a wealthy family with lots of free time he has finished visiting most of the popular places in the world by the time he was a teenager , still , it was different when he didn’t have to pretend . when he could unwind and explore . no more forced smiles to her mom’s camera or routines crafted by his dad’s tune . not only by himself , but by ali’s side , it felt like a completely new place . “ i kind of want to get lost , not in the ... call the authorities sense but the ... wow this place we weren’t planning to find is really cool sense , you know ? ” there’s few people who get to see this side of abel , the relaxed abel , the one who even lets himself smile from time to time . without his rigid pose and speech , he also seemed different , new . but not new to ali , he thinks , at least not after all their time together . “ that sounds nice , we should do that . ” he laughs , bending down a bit to get a bite of his friend’s food . where he is calm , the other goes a hundred miles per hour , and abel wouldn’t want it any other way . “ ah , i like it , what’s the sauce ? ” he looks up , watching the other boy more than the path .
closed starter for: abel ( @fadedsstar )
location: sun deck
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 than getting under other people’s skin just for the fun of it . he’s not necessarily always a nuisance , that’s not really his brand , but there are some people that in their mind , absolutely deserve it . he’s on the sun deck attempting to get some of the sun that he’s deprived of working in a bar when he spots one their favorite targets , all alone , just waiting to be pestered . and riley knows it won’t take much : just their surely unwanted presence and some forced small talk should do the trick . he flops down on the chair next to abel , releases a lofty sigh . “ it’s a beautiful day out isn’t it ? whatcha’ doing ? ” they look over at the other , one eye squinted from the sun , annoying grin on their face .
it takes a lot from him not to stand up and walk away , after all , abel has never been know for his patience , much less for his tolerance . he lets a long sigh scape from his lips , crossing his arms after pushing his sunglasses closer to his eyes . they act like a shield in moments like these , helping him keep his composure in a rather bizarre way . hiding him from the gaze of his enemies . “ it was a beautiful day , like ... three seconds ago . ” he never hides his disgust , specially in front of riley , who seems to have gotten a job as his personal nightmare the moment that they met . “ why ... do you care ? you’re acting awfully suspicious right now . ” abel is used to their banter , but there’s something new in the other’s smile he can’t pinpoint . “ whatever it is , i don’t want to know . ”
she pauses mid conversation with the person sitting across from her and turns . looks at the man in amusement and stifles an eye roll . “ well then it’s a really good thing i wasn’t talking to you , ” smiles politely . “ if socializing bothers you that much , i’m sure the ship’s got less populated areas for you to ‘ read in peace ’ without berating others for simply existing . ”
the brunette shakes his head several times , arching one of his eyebrows when his head finally comes to a stop . “ how was i supposed to know that ? i don’t know if you have noticed , but you’re not exactly quiet . ” the doctor considers himself the last person to enjoy small talk with strangers , he won’t ever engage with anyone first , at least not voluntarily , and he doesn’t like how the other insinuates the opposite . “ it’s easier to kick me out than to keep things to yourself , then ? lovely . ”
｡𓂃🪧 ㅤ۪ㅤ۫ㅤ੭ ﹕ before , keon could always be found around people . conversing with them , making new friends . because as a soccer player , your popularity means you have to continously talk to people despite the fact that he’s an introvert . here , he doesn’t have to worry about being alone . even though there are times where he simply cannot help himself out of habit . “ oh . i haven’t even realized that many people are already here . ” he chuckles shyly as he glances around . “ thanks . glad to know you think i’m cute though . i’ll try to remain as quietly as possible so that i’ll level up to adorable . ”
“ the way you only got that from what i said is beyond me , ” that isn’t true , at least not a hundred percent , but the doctor can’t deny how much he enjoys pestering keon . he shrugs , melting into his seat once more as he looks around , following the different faces of all the people he doesn’t know with his dark gaze . “ it’s a little stupid , how they advertise this like the getaway of your dreams , when you end up surrounded by this many strangers . ” thinking out loud , it sometimes comes naturally even to those who hate it , he supposes . “ i feel claustrophobic , but not by the space . ”
seeing how abel’s practically growling at them , ilhan has their nose in a scrunch as they retract their offering . “ so … you don’t want these ? ” they ask , the corner of their lips tugged downwards in the slightest frown . “ what kind do you like then ? maybe when i walk by the bakery i can pick something that you like . ” maybe they just wanted to be friends . they’ll be seeing each other for a while while on the cruise , so they thought might as well be friends .
he can’t say he wasn’t expecting the other’s reaction, but seeing it does pull something he isn’t quite sure of on his chest . abel shrugs, not willing to even acknowledge whatever that was . “ why would i want something i don’t like? it’s just going to end up wasted . ” he considers how his best bet is to ignore the rest and walk away, but his apparent self hatred forces him to open his mouth once again . “ i like apple pie but just when it’s sour . ”
ㅤೀ ﹕ ❝ my sister called today, ❞ kokoro confessed mournfully, staring at the restless ocean in front of them as they hesitated for only a moment. was it even worth mentioning ? ❝ said she missed me and that she hasn’t seen mom in a while. apparently she’s on a business trip to venice. ❞ abel wasn’t stupid, kokoro knew that well enough. he probably already knew where the story was headed. ❝ what do you say ? would it be incorrect to assume your father is in europe, too ? ❞
“ i don't even know . i could say that life got in the way, but i actually lost track of him on purpose . ” and that is an achievement for abel, after months of pure obsession over anything and everything related to his father . months without sleep, earnestly digging and waiting for it to just be a sick joke . for someone who claimed hatred towards the man , abel cared way too much . and then came the days on the cruise, where he had to force himself to leave the subject in the furthest drawer of his closet . he looks down from the somehow artificially blue ocean to the wooden floor . “ do you want me to ask my brother? it would only take me one call . ” and he wants to know too, but he wouldn’t feel like he's taking two steps back if kokoro gives him a push .
he was the unluckiest loser in the world — surely that was the only possible explanation as to why the universe decided to give him the largest middle finger by putting him on a cruise ship with the one person minho had screwed up with BEFORE he decided to come . this wasn’t going to be a good one , especially when in minho’s hands was the one cup he , once upon a time , spilled all over the other male in his hurry and had apologised and even took care of the expenses of the clothing ruined by him . and now the universe laughed in his face , testing him on whether he’d ignore the other or interact . minho wasn’t that heartless to simply ignore ; plus who knew ? perhaps the male would have forgotten about it , maybe give minho a chance to make a brand new , fresh interaction with . he even laughed at his own thoughts . ❝ hey there , ❞ greeted the graphic designer , holding the cup carefully between his fingers so he wouldn’t embarrass himself once more . ❝ what are the chances to meet here , huh ? the universe , uh … knows what it’s doing . have you explored already ? do you like it here so far ? ❞
contrary to what people may think, abel usually has quiet days . the only thing he feels disturbs his newfound peace being his own thoughts . it's easy for the brunette to lock himself up in his head constantly, and ever since his parents decided to ruin his life, it's been that way . maybe that is why he growls and grimaces when the harmony he has taken so long to build for himself is compromised . people do not understand how fragile time is for him, and although he enjoys the fights that his mere existence causes, he prefers moments like right now . on the deck with a book and an iced matcha making up his morning . at one point in his life pretending became his forte, fighting against what his family wanted for him until the lines between real and fake were completely blurred . “ hey? ” he repeats the apparent greeting with hesitation, the beginning of disgust heard in the single syllable . he forces his dark gaze up , frowning because how dare anyone interrupt a day that so far has been decent? the lies he told himself a while ago quickly losing their meaning . “ does that work with anyone? pretending you know them for what? getting into their pants? ” he clicks his tongue and chuckles, eyeing the stranger up and down . oh, he remembers now, it’s hard to forget when someone is that dumb . “ there has to be better strategies, perhaps less fucking sad .”
❤︎ ↝ ﹕ that response somehow immediately got him to shut up . sipping on his bottled juice instead out of embarrassment . keon has the habit of spilling whatever that is on his mind especially if he knows them . “ i’m sorry . just thought it’s rude not to say anything especially if you sit right next to me . it’s not like we’re strangers . ” he adds the latter part with voice barely audible , doe hues glued to the screen .
he can't help but lock himself in his thoughts for a moment . suddenly he's seven and his mom is fastening his seat belt to start the drive to the movies . his brothers are loud around him, they’ve always been, and abel embraces the chaos like the teddy he holds on his lap with a tight grasp . “ hmmmm, ” he presses his lips together tightly, snapping back to reality and blinking away his stupor . “ I didn't sit next to you because I wanted to . there's just really no more room left here . ” he says, leaning back slightly in his seat . “ whether you know me or not, you’re cuter when you’re quiet, keon . ”
“ croissants ! get your croissants ! ” there they appear in front of abel with a wide smile , instantly noticing the expression that he has on his face . “ good morning , mister doctor ! are you having a great day so far ? ” he asks , pulling out a bag of freshly baked pastries for the other to take . “ i got these for you today , in case you missed breakfast . there’s two , just the regular and nutella filled one . i hope they’re enough ! ” @fadedsstar
his expression changes drastically, from faint confusion to clear annoyance . abel doesn't remember what he exactly did to get the other’s attention in the first place, considering that there are few moments where disgust isn't drawn all over his face . just like now , wrinkling his nose and looking around . “ i've told you before, i don't practice medicine . literally nobody calls me doctor . ” he resists the urge to turn around and walk away from them , focusing his dark gaze to their direction . “ i don't even like sweets like that . ”
“hello?” teddy had never been a patient person. it came with the job, she supposes. kitchens were fast-paced and she just learned to live the rest of her life similarly. so when she gets to the door of health & emergencies, she’s ready to spill her guts. literally. and she really doesn’t want to. so she calls for whoever’s there to get some help. “jesus, what’s a girl gotta do to get some attention here?”
he still vividly remembers when he told his older brother about his plans of becoming a doctor . the chuckles he got in return and the sheer disbelief drawn all over the shorter one’s expression . abel had never been compassionate enough, much less helpful, and although the reaction offended him at the time, it was to be expected now . if he couldn’t separate work from his antics, did he deserve his degree at all? “ huh, be a little nicer, for starters . ” he is one to talk . the brunette looks at the other for a moment, pondering his next move . “ I don't work here but I'm a doctor, what's up? ” he ends up saying, looking at her carefully .
@nostrumstart // Taeng sat on the deck with hunched shoulders, her fingers flying furiously over her laptop keys…in fact, they flew a bit too furiously. Upon closer look, did her open document look like five pages of, “dsfjsdjf jsjdfsjdfjsdkf ahajklfjks jsdfjsdfsd f”? Luckily, she’d positioned herself with her back on the railing, so she could be aware of any stray passersby behind her. She peeked up periodically from her “work,” hoping she’d catch someone noticing her.
with each passing day, abel starts to regret his decision to embark on that cruise more and more . why wouldn’t he? when the silence and quiet he cherishes so much were constantly threatened by the people around him . he wonders what exactly he did in his past life to deserve this fate . and although he could blame his father for his misfortunes, abel is smart enough to recognize his own stupidity . “ could you stop trying to murder your laptop? i'm trying to think over here . " he narrows his eyes at the culprit, trying to figure out what exactly she is trying to do .
