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𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈 * 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜
mariana flores is the newest evergreen eagle! they’re twenty-one years old from brooklyn, new york & los angeles, california joining us at evergreen to study political science and womens studies. have you heard novacane by frank ocean? it reminds me of them because they’re so spontaneous and loyal, but also super materialistic at times. i hope we catch them around campus soon!
although not explained in huge depth, please note the following trigger warnings: neglect, emotional and verbal abuse, domestic violence, bullying, transphobia, emancipation, mentions of neurological diseases such as dementia and alzheimer's disease.
ur dani girl is back with a third baby!! this intro is a week late, but better late than never!
Muse’s Childhood Asks
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🏡 What was their childhood living situation like?
👬 What was their relationship with their family like?
📚 What was their favorite subjects in school/studies?
📖 Did they like to read? If so, what kinds of books?
🎅 What was their favorite holiday as a child?
🎎 What was their favorite childhood toy?
🎻 What were their childhood hobbies?
🌲 Did they like to explore as a kid? Where?
🍗 Were they a picky eater? Is there anything they refused to eat?
🏰 What was their favorite childhood story?
🌹 What is their favorite childhood memory?
🌻 What is their happiest childhood memory?
🥀 What is their saddest childhood memory?
🧒 + your own questions!
Zión Moreno photographed by Hao Zeng for Flaunt Magazine (x)
spencerstjames·
lately, spencer had been spending way more time than he liked in the alpha chi omega house. it was all because of coco, he imagined, but he didn’t necessarily love it. he was just making his way outside of the house, walking down the hall away from coco’s room when he heard a voice coming in from another room, which made him raise an eyebrow. “i’m not, i was just leaving.” he said dryly, and before he knew it, he was being dragged into the other’s room with a frown on his face. “what are you doing?!” he protested, but it turned out that this girl was stronger than she seemed and before he knew it, he was inside her room and looking around. “now i know you just didn’t drag me in here so i can compliment your clothes or choose your outfit for the day! i have more important stuff to do, and honestly, this is not that important. are you five years old? can’t you pick your own outifts?” he asked, frowning as he looked around the room that he had been dragged into, throwing his hands in the air.
mariana huffed out a breath, rolling her eyes annoyingly at the other standing in the room. “aw, what’s wrong, spence? got an anal bead stuck up there somewhere?” she asked in a sarcastic tone, bottom lip popping out into a small pout. “says the grown man who looks like bert shopping at vineyard vines for the first time.” she quickly gave reference to the sesame street character, the connection causing her to tilt her head to the side, eyes scanning him almost as if she were studying him. “now, stop being a buzzkill and answer the question. jeans or skirt?”
irishodge·
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It was not a far off assumption to assume that Iris hated parties. More so, she quickly found out she despised frat and sorority parties even more. But she was on a mission to make friends, get out there, become more than the girl that people saw in classes, but never enjoying campus life. Needless to say, she had succeeded in going to a party, especially when free drinks were involved. Alcohol would surely warm her up, right? Wrong. Iris had spent most of the night hugging her red solo cup tightly to her chest as she wedged her body into a corner for most of the night. Deciding she needed to pee, she had abandoned her corner to look for a bathroom, until she was stopped by one of the girl’s that was obviously a part of the sorority. She was beautiful. Like one of the girls she had always seen in magazines. Iris wasn’t expecting to be pulled into the room and even still, she stayed close to the doorway. She knew girls like Mariana could be harsh and could kick her out in a moment’s notice if she said the wrong thing. “Uh..” she stammered out, looking at the jeans she was wearing. Then she followed her eyes to the skirt on the dresser, as Mari pointed it out. “The jeans,” she concluded, her eyes darting around the room. Practically anywhere but the sorority girl in front of her. “I think they look better.”
mariana looked at the smaller girl intently. she had never seen her before, but she could tell that there was some reserve to her demeanor. she took pride on her talent to read people, and it was obvious that the other was uncomfortable. she probably had been uncomfortable the entire night. so, she flashed on her nicest smile. “don’t be shy. come in! make yourself comfortable.” hands going down to grab the others, she gently pulled her further into the room before closing the door, causing the music blaring in the background to immediately muffle. “i was thinking the same. i must say, american eagle jeans really does justice for curves. i would recommend them to anyone.” she looked at herself in the mirror one final time before turning back, fingers running loosely through her hair as her eyes met the others. “you’re cute. what’s your name?”
ericsunghn·
before eric could even answer or respond in anyway, he suddenly found himself inside of the girl’s room. he couldn’t even open his mouth before the girl started asking him a ridiculous question. eric jerked his head back, quickly glancing at her backside before turning his head away. “are you sure it’s important?” he asked, turning back and making sure to actually look at her face. “do you want people staring at your ass all night? like is that the goal?” eric added.
mariana couldn’t help but to roll her eyes in response to the male’s question. what a buzzkill. “isn’t that always the goal?” she scoffed, as if it was supposed to be obvious. “people are always going to stare, that’s inevitable...at least give them something to actually look it.” she shrugged, a smirk teasing her lips as she began walking back over towards the closet. “you never answered the question! should i change, or is this good?”
celinesfm·
céline allows herself to be tugged along without protest, but she doesn’t try to hide the ( fond ) roll of her eyes at mari’s question. “ bitch … did we not literally go over this before the party started ? ” if cel’s remembering correctly ( and she is … duh ), they’d already dealt with this fashion crisis. “ the jeans look great — the skirt’s going to look like you’re trying too hard, and you don’t have to try to be hot. ” she says, nodding her head as if she’s just delivered some sage advice. “ now, come on. we’re going to be late, and not the cute kind of late where everyone watches you come in and gets excited that you’ve arrived. ”
mariana huffed out a dramatic sigh, fond eyes looking over at her dear friend, giving her an appreciative smile. “okay, fine - i’m thinking too much about this...now which shoes?” leaning down, the girl picked up a pair in suede heel boots in one hand, and a pair of black twist heels in the other. “babe, relax. do you really think anything’s going to start without us? besides, we still need to pre-game.” she flashed the other a bright and charming smile. “i think i’m feeling tequila tonight, what about you?”
tag dump !
* open starter for @egustarters
location: alpha chi omega, sorority house
“hey, you!” opening her door swiftly, mariana called out the straggler passing by her bedroom. “why do you look like a lost puppy? relax, i just need your opinion on something...but you kinda have to come here.” grabbing the others wrist gently, she hurriedly rushed them into the room. “okay, now be honest with me...” her words trailed off as he closed the door, now turning to directly face the other, a worried expression tainting her features. “do these jeans make my ass look good?” she turned to the side for a second before doing a slow twirl. “don’t look at me like that, this is important!” one might’ve called this first world problems, but it was her problem...and when mari had a problem, it was certainly going to be everyone’s problem. “or, should i just go with that skirt over there? on the dresser?”