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closed starter for @kellanhoffman

there were very few people who could see the real madison. not that she was fake, necessarily, more that she just didn’t want everyone to know her every thought and emotion. kellan, of course, happened to be one of the very limited people who could actually make madison smile, and begrudgingly, somehow, the two had been best friends for almost a decade.

it made her brain hurt sometimes.

he was, however, an incredible wingman. that was her only excuse for dragging him to the only gay bar in town, just on the edge of nowhere and nothing, madison’s eye wandering to find someone cute enough to maybe flirt with for a few hours. “what about her,” she asked, pointing her chin towards a blonde ( it was always blondes, really, madison had A Type ) who was drinking with another couple of girls at the other side of the bar. “do you think she’s actually gay, or just here to avoid being hit on by straight men?” the eternal struggle, madison had learned, was that half the girls in a gay bar were really only there to get complimented on their outfits and not find a girlfriend, a bummer every time. “should i send you in first to see if she responds, or dive right in?”

#somertonkellan #para #para : kellan hoffman #kellan hoffman

closed starter for @sebastianbrant

there were still days madison allowed herself to remember what life had been like before somerton. the sun of the georgia heat on her skin as she and melissa laid out on the back porch, smelling of sunscreen and fresh lemonade next to them as her older sister wiled away the hours talking about high school life, boys, friends, the ups and downs of being a teenager while madison listened patiently. she’d wanted to be the same for logan, though that hadn’t quite worked out - for a number of reasons. but logan had other siblings, a whole slew of them, and logan wasn’t haunted by a life that she could have had if only things had been different.

not that madison would ever complain about it. not really. she was fortunate enough to have been taken in by the brant’s, that they’d found a family who loved them as if they were their own. who took one look at surely madison, frustrated and angry and said ‘i’ll take her’ and gave a home to not only herself, but her baby sister too.

the brant home was madison’s home, as much as anything ever had been. but lately she’d been nostalgic, more and more, and it wasn’t uncommon for any number of the brant’s to find her in the garden she’d raised for the past decade in the back yard, smelling of dirt and grass as she cared for the plants just as her mother had taught her once.

it was sebastian who found her this time - her foster father, though she’d been too old for him to officially adopt when the time came that she’d have even considered it - her head turned slightly when she heard the back door open and close to see who would find her covered in dirt this time. “i didn’t mean to wake anyone,” she apologized - the hour was still early, most of the others were probably asleep. “i just wanted to make sure the spring bulbs were protected - we had a lot more snow this year than normal.”

#{ once again. i got carried away.#somertonsebastian #para #para : sebastian brant #sebastian brant

open starter / @somertonstarter

afternoon’s were always a little crazier; there was cheer practice, of course, which always ran late, and sometimes madison would drive logan home just for the excuse to spend time with her younger sister, say hi to the family she’d spent half her life with and then eat before heading to the club for a late night performance ( if she was feeling up for it ).

truthfully, madison was a morning person. and she missed her mornings. that was all she could think about while standing outside of dark sensations, a bottle of water in her hand, her back against the cool brick of the alley. she could have gone home - it was mid-week, a little early to really make decent tips but she liked the work out, the dancing, the gaze on her body even if it was by people she wasn’t interested in.

the door near her opened, the back exit of the club usually only used by those who worked at the club but every now and again someone would get desperate, looking for a place to smoke. madison didn’t really mind - she wasn’t a smoker herself, but it never fazed her much. “make sure you leave that brick there,” she requested, nodding to the makeshift doorstop she’d used to keep the door open so she could come back inside. “otherwise we gotta go all the way around the front, and they will charge you again.”

#somertonstart #para #open para

meet madison foley // welcome to somerton.

the basics //

full name : madison louise foley birthdate & zodiac : march 6, 1996 & pisces gender & pronouns : female & she/her sexuality : lesbian occupation : assistant cheer coach & stripper at dark sensations hometown : prescott, ga family : james foley ( father - deceased ), amelia foley ( mother - deceased ), melissa foley ( older sister - estranged ), logan foley ( younger sister - adopted by sebastian brant )

deeper dive //

alignment : lawful neutral myers briggs : isfj - the defender hobbies : gardening - a hobby she cultivated primarily in her younger years & teens; growing up in the brant household, she kept a flourishing garden that she still checks in on when visitng her foster father & sister and family at the brants house. running - her main source of exercise and stress relief; while she needs to keep active for both of her jobs, she likes running in the early morning hours before everyone else is awake, just focusing on the sound of her own feet on the pavement. drawing - though not a strong talent, madison took a couple of art classes at ug and has developed an adoration for putting on headphones, pulling out a sketchpad and drawing whatever comes to her mind - often time just doodles, but she’s also fond of drawing profiles of people she finds interesting and, of course, flowers reading - as a quiet kid, madison always inhaled books to keep from having to spend much time with others if her best friend wasn’t around. nowadays, she doesn’t get as much of a chance to read, but still tries to keep as many books on hand as she can.

favorites : food - grilled cheese & tomato soup. drink - she loves smoothies ( very berry preferably ) but usually drinks water movie - jennifer’s body song - ‘drops of jupiter’ cover by taylor swift ( original by train ) color - red & pink habits : doesn’t smoke / drinks socially / very rare recreational drug use nervous ticks include shuffling her feet, rolling on her heels, and general movement to avoid eye contact loves : fairy lights, polaroids, smoothies, loud music, cherry chapstick, scary movies, snapchat filters, cold weather, hoodies, freshly baked brownies, dogs, second hand books, lavender, sour gummy worms, and quiet nights drawing on the floor fears : being ostracized, hell, herself talents : cheerleading, running, gardening, cooking, and touching her nose with her tongue

appearance //

height : 5′8″ tattoos : none scars : appendix removal from childhood, chicken pox scar on right knee piercings : ears ( generally just wears studs ) and navel piercing hair : dark, usually straightened in a ponytail, messy bun or two buns or ponytails on either side. fashion : clothes - a lot of yoga pants / leggings and crop tops, low waisted jeans or skater skirts with knee high socks. she dresses comfy with flashes of skin showing but never all of it - her belly is often the most she’ll expose with longer sleeves or pants. if wearing a skirt she’ll wear a longer shirt to cover her stomach. she loves hoodies and jackets and being warm. shoes - converse, almost always, unless she’s on a run in which she wears her running shoes. she has tons of sneakers from years of cheer and being active, and switches to her play shoes ( converse / keds sometimes ) as soon as she’s not working out. very occasionally will wear ballet flats. never wears heels.

bio //

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There’s a little girl in my head & she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life

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There’s a woman in my head now & she holds the little girl and says “I will take care of you and we will be alright” when the little girl screams and together they are learning how to trust each other

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