âșâș   LUKE HEMMINGS  .  CIS MAN  .  HE/HIM    â    entering everpeak at sunset, the neighbors have spotted LEON AMOS making their way  MONT BLANC STREET. theyâve let us know, LEON is a  THIRTY year old who works as a  MUSIC PRODUCER AND INDEPENDENT ARTIST  at  TIDAL RECORDING STUDIOS, and he likes to write songs when feeling emotional turmoil, play live shows for the adrenaline, and partying too much as a coping mechanism. if you ever cross paths with them in everpeak, though, you will probably hear  mountain at my gates by  foals  from their earbuds, and find them wearing combat boots. isnât that cool ?   ă°Â Â
hiii iâm tj (30 / she/her / gmt-4) and this is leon and i love him so much so please extend the love lmao
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full name :Â leon aaron amos
nickname(s) : none blondie, by his ex
birthplace :Â seattle, washington
date of birth :Â 2 / 09 / 1995
zodiac sign:Â virgo
sibling(s) : n / a !
relationship status :Â single
gender identity :Â cis man ( he/his )
sexual orientation :Â heterosexual
faceclaim :Â luke hemmings
personality (tw: vices addictions such as weed, alcohol and sex)
along with being charming and a good friend, leon struggles with anxiety and dramatic tendencies to be impulsive. this can lead to self-destructive tendencies like being a chain-smoker, a drinker and a sex addict. and yet, the man has a very alluring vibe. heâs flirty and doesnât take himself too seriously, he actively works on it. we love a therapy fan and a feminist dude. he's also a former stoner, been clean for two months but he still gets highs at parties. he just doesn't smoke weed alone anymore.
summary (tw bpd and bipolar disorder)
leonâs from seattle and his father abandoned him when he was seven years old. heâs always been a musician type, needing to express his feelings that his mother couldnât validate at all, and he developed bpd during his teen years. he went to berklee, started an indie rock band called artists from teddy. after graduating he went on tour with the band, dated a stripper for four months and started his rock nâ roll lifestyle. it was hard. after several panic attacks, he found out he was also bipolar, which led him to a depressive period of time. this is a common thing for leon. the ups and downs are heightened and heâs his worst critic. went to valpo (chile) with the love of his life, pretty much a chaotic and on-and-off relationship. he kept working through the highs and lows. turning the joy and heartbreak into singles and albums and live shows. this time, he wants to take a break from moving too much. and he wants to be a little closer to his mother because he worries about her. so he chose everpeak, just outside of seattle. heâs been staying at mont blanc street for about two weeks, and because heâs such a workaholic, leon already rented a studio space in the city. undercaste studios. he produces new artists and bands and also plans to host songwriting workshops weekly.
bio (tw bpd, alzheimer, death, alcoholism)
born and raised in seattle, leon is an only child. his parents went through a pretty nasty divorce when he was seven. his father disappeared from the map and even though he was supposed to pay child support, he hardly ever did. leonâs mother did everything in her power to give her son the best education. anna paid for guitar and piano lessons. she even sent him to berklee because thatâs how talented leon had always been in her eyes. she loves him but had a hard time dealing with him when he was a teenager. too dramatic, too difficult to handle. boys don't have that many emotions and they certainly don't act on it. anna couldn't validate leon's feelings and that led him to develop borderline personality disorder.
he was in bands in high school, but it wasnât until college that he learned how to work collaboratively with other musicians and songwriters. the indie rock band artists from teddy was formed in 2022 and the group graduated in 2023. they did a mini tour around the us (where leon managed to date a stripper for four months. angelica) and then went on a much-needed break. leon asked his godmother who lives in chile if he could spend time in her beach house, writing songs for his solo project. she said yes.
so he went there after a call with his band, it was time for it to end. it made him sad. he finished his solo record, released it and went on a tour through south america and then the us. it was great to have that distraction, especially because the music did well and the shows were critically acclaimed too. after it ended, he decided he needed to stay in one place, and he chose brooklyn. after his second album was released and toured around north america, leon decided he deserved another break from the hectic life. he chose everpeak because it's closer to his mother. after his grandmother died from alzheimer earlier in the year, anna has been turning to alcohol every night and leon worries about her. she says it's nothing serious, but still, the man feels better knowing that he can go check up on her every once in a while, instead of once every several months.
(tw: mental illness, suicide attempt mention) leon was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder when he was nineteen, after a particularly traumatic accident with pills and booze. he was also diagnosed with bipolar disorder when he was twenty-seven. itâs taken time for him to adjust to the meds and the emotional dysregulation. but heâs better now. so much better than he was a few years ago when he was suicidal. still, sometimes his internal dialogue can get rotten, infecting everything in his life. mostly his relationships. the depressive episodes have gone down to once a month, which is impressive and relieving.
headcanons
plays guitar, piano, bass and sings
goes to therapy
such a party animal, itâs another coping mechanism
absurdly obsessed with music
doesnât want to have children
former stoner but gets high if his friends offer him weed
chain-smoker, mostly hand-rolled cigarettes
wanted connections
one-night stands, fwb, friends, party buddies, gym buddies, friends in the music/entertaining industry
angelica:Â ex-girlfriend. stripper. dated for four months.
3 friends from artists from teddy:Â former band
AIN'T EVERYONE? But that goes unsaid, as she notices Leo fuming, not fazed by his reaction. In her point of view, he should be thanking her to find somebody trying to get laid with him. Although, she doesn't know much about his private life. â So? You should thank me. Everybody's life is complicated, sugar. â Okay, but hearing it from him, she kind of almost felt bad for him. ALMOST. On the other hand, his 'date' was nagging the hell out of her. Either, she set up this date or the woman would drive her completely insane⊠To sum up, she isn't sorry for that. â Okay, grumpy, done with complain? â
"you do know she tried to dry-hump me while we were in line for drinks, right? that was... something i did not enjoy," leon shrugs. when allie asks if he's done complaining, the man rolls his eyes, but there's still a small smile on his lips. "alright, alright. i know i complain a lot. it's part of my charm," he laughs sarcastically. "just... don't set me up on any more dates, please?" leon hasn't seen or heard from salem in a while and he wonders if she'll ever make it down to cape may or she'll ghost him like last time they were here. "how've you been?"
She did a double take before discarding her phone into her purse. "Leon! Hey!" Her smile genuine and her hug quick. The blonde was already talking as she was pulling away, "You'd have no idea what kind of morning I've been having - How are you?"
leon smiles and hugs her back. the woman talks fast and it amuses him. she's definitely got way more energy than him right now. he may need a coffee. "yeah? what kind of morning?" the man asks curiously. "i'm... okay. i- i don't know. shit's been kind of... whatever. did you eat breakfast yet? we should catch up. i haven't seen you in forever."
Chayce had gotten back from a flight a few hours ago. So he had went home to take a quick nap before he was going to go out for the rest of the day. No real plans for the day just going out and seeing where the day took him. He had gotten something to eat and was walking around the park when he saw someone lying down. Part of Chayce was worried it was something bad if the person was hurt or something. So Chayce slowly walked up to the other. Soon enough seeing who it was, that it was someone he knew a friend of sorts. "Woo" he said and laughed "I was worried you were not doing good... and that caused a lot of paperwork and questions so thank you" he teased the other as he sat down next to him. "What are you up too?" he asked with a smile.
leon chuckles as he hears chayce's familiar voice. "what paperwork?" he rolls his eyes. the other man sits next to him and the blond turns to him. "nothing really," he says. "just chillin'. you?" leon doesn't want to open up about the struggle with his brain he's been dealing with lately. it's too much anxiety, and he likes that his friend is here to distract him from the jittering feeling in his heart. it sucks when you have no idea why you feel the way you feel. maybe he should write more. pour out everything on pages and more pages and perhaps he'll be able to figure out what's going on in his brain. "you coming from a flight?" he ends up asking.
"hi, sorry..." the ginger starts as she approaches the other, bashful grin evident on her lips, "not to be, well, a damsel in distress but do you mind if i hang with you?" harper tucks red hair behind her ear, unable to hide her current flustered nature, "some drunken prick won't leave me alone and i'd rather not have to deal with him anymore." she was hoping he'd finally piss off if she was with someone else. "i can get your next drink to say thanks?"
leon scrolls through his phone as he waits for his drink when harper approaches him. "aye," he smiles when he sees her, immediately frowning in confusion when she mentions the drunken prick. "men are trash," leon chuckles and shakes his head. "you don't need to buy me a drink, but yeah sure. i can use some company too." the blond doesn't know too many people at this place, which is weird for him because he usually knows everyone. but whatever, thank god harper's here. "so how are the kids?"
alright, he needs to get his shit together. leon's been too emo for his liking the past few days. it's not fun anymore. not that it ever was. the man leaves his place and walks around, stumbling into stores he'd never really paid attention to. most of them are closed. it is 7:30 am after all. there's one open shop, and of course it's a coffee place. leon steps in and is greeted by the bitter smell of fresh coffee. he likes that smell. after getting an americano and a peanut butter blondie for his sweet tooth, he looks for a place to sit and look at that! he recognizes a face and walks up to them with a smile. "can i keep you company?" he smiles.
5pm and soundcheck's starting. leon likes playing the bliss club. the environment is nice and people there seem to like his music. he's been working really hard at becoming a great guitar player while also singing like he means it. it seems like that is the best way to get through to the crowd. he hears feedback and looks up. it's nora -the owner of the club- and leon smiles at her. that tired smile. "aye," it's all he says before delving into playing a riff again.
"is your shift almost over?" leon approaches seb who's by the lifeguard tower on the beach. the blond is definitely not dressed for the beach. he's got his converse, jeans and a loose black button-up. after the meeting was over, the man came straight to seb. he needs to talk to him. "you want a beer? my treat."
"you were being real funny, allie, huh? setting me up on a date without asking me first? you know my relationship right now is... complicated," he sighs and shrugs. the blond doesn't say anything else because what else is there to say? the fact that he feels soooo alone and lost in his life? it's easier to joke -be a little mean- than to confront his real emotions. besides, he doesn't really know allie like that. can he even trust her?
leon's been pretty emo lately. not his usual sunshine self. and it's painful and he hates it. so he tries to go through the motions. take a shower, have some breakfast, go to the grocery store, clean his bathroom and then make veggie quesadillas for lunch. to be honest, that's the only meal he knows how to cook well. he tried it once, it worked out, and that's basically all he eats. after doing the dishes, leon looks around his empty place and feels the weight of his thoughts dripping down into his heart. he might as well need a walk. so, he puts on his converse and walks until he reaches a place with big trees and rocks and grass. he sits on the ground and looks around, no one seems to be here. but after five minutes, leon sees a figure approaching. and when they're getting closer, he recognizes him as chayce. "aye," is all he can murmur with a small gesture of his hand.
Location: Downtown
Status: OPEN ( @capemaystarters )
Usually, the blonde would push right through. But, after dealing with a crowd of people and attending various conferences throughout the day, she did not have the will to physically inflict anything. That was, purposely. It truly was accidental when she stepped on the back of the individualâs shoe, her eyes engulfed on the screen of her phone. Heather didnât even waste the energy to look up at the person whose day she probably just ruined. Instead, she growled with a roll of her eyes, âCan you watch where youâre GOING? Some of us actually have places to be.â Her tone nothing more than thorns.
leon's scrolling through his emails. deleting the ones that are promotion for dumb shit like cemetery plots and did you know turtles are... no, mail. leon doesn't know -he doesn't WANT to know anything 'bout turtles. you might say he's in a mood. is it a bad mood? he's not sure himself. "i'm literally just standing here," he rolls his eyes before turning on his heels and immediately recognizing heather. "of course," he grins a little.
Location: Chill Zone
Status: OPEN ( @capemaystarters )
Upon getting her usual vanilla fro-yo with Oreo crumbles (extra, extra) and hot fudge, Kiera turned towards the tables to find that they were all occupied. Sighing, an eye roll appeared as she realized she had to actually socialize.
Walking over to an empty seat, she plopped down. "Please tell me you have a zombie apocalypse plan..."
leon sits on apparently the only semi-available table. the rest of them look crammed. so when someone plops down in front of him, the man looks up and is pleased to see kiera. "i do, actually," he gives her a small smile. "but it's probably lame, and i don't want you to laugh at me, so it'll stay a secret." the blond takes another bite of his peach/strawberry froyo and licks the nutella clean from his spoon. "are you alright?"
hiii iâm tj (28 / she/her / gmt-4) and this is leon and i love him so much so please extend the love lmao
bio
born and raised in seattle, leon is an only child. his parents went through a pretty nasty divorce when he was seven. his father disappeared from the map and even though he was supposed to pay child support, he hardly ever did. leonâs mother did everything in her power to give her son the best education. she paid for guitar and piano lessons. she even sent him to berklee because thatâs how talented leon has always been in her eyes.
he was in bands in high school, but it wasnât until college that he learned how to work collaboratively with other musicians and songwriters. his newest band -where he plays rhythm guitar and sings, sometimes piano- has been doing gigs since they all graduated a few months ago, but the mini tour is over and leon really needed a rest. so, he was supposed to take a break. And he did. so he's now in cape may, waiting for his girlfriend to show up and meet him. he might have been planning to propose. but in the meantime, he might as well work on his solo project.
tw bpd
artists from teddy (band) is indie rock. they have some catchy pop-infused choruses, though. leon writes most of the songs, they relate to his struggles to live a normal life. he was diagnosed with bpd (borderline personality disorder) when he was nineteen and has been medicated since he was thirteen. he was diagnosed once more, not just bpd, also bipolar. this was six months ago. he tries not to let it get to him, but the moodswings and the impulsive rage are sometimes too strong for him to handle on his own. thatâs why he uses music as a coping mechanism. and even though you can definitely dance to artists from teddy'sâ music, the lyrics can get pretty dark. this also percolates his solo work. sometimes, the monologue in his head can get rotten, infecting everything in his life. youâll find him uncharacteristically depressed. it lasts a week tops, though.
headcanons
plays guitar, piano, bass and sings
goes to therapy
such a party animal, itâs another coping mechanism
