a private , highly selective multi - muse. written by mackie ( 25, they ) . mutuals only + mostly for friends and cool people who wanna kick it. read rules before interaction.
“DO YOU WANT TO LEARN SOMETHIN’ SERIOUS ---- OR, OR ….” he trails off, like acting classes his dad paid out the ass for taught him: build suspense. the audience loves suspense. though waiting and adhd tend to be enemies rather than friends, bryce adjusts how he’s sitting once, twice, three times before he continues, eyes locking on the others for a fleeting moment. “d’you wanna learn somethin’ funny? i guess maybe serious would be more useful, but, like, i don’t wanna be a downer. you know? where’s the fun in that?” he’s not exactly fluent in sign ( again, adhd demons and him are constantly having a sword fight over his focus ---- the adhd wins nine times out of ten, but a valiant effort nonetheless ) . “but either way. it’s fun.” there’s something to be said about a feeling of belonging the more he learns, the more he can effectively communicate, but that’s for another inner monologue.
warnings for cheating, divorce, hearing loss, injury, car accident , drug dealing ( ???? ) . please note that the hearing loss portion is based off mun's own experience. i'm not a doctor, but i did try to get the technical mumbo jumbo as correct as i could ( i'm just a thirl ) so if there's any concern regarding portrayal, please reach out privately. <3
FULL NAME bryce alexander archer.
BIRTHDAY april 1st ( 22 ) .
BIRTHPLACE san carlos, california.
GENDER cis male ?
OCCUPATION college student / public menance.
BUILD slim. like a baby dear.
HAIR COLOR brown .
EYE COLOR brown.
HEIGHT 6’1
PARENTS nicholas ( fc tbd ) + faith ( fc tbd ) .
SIBLINGS 1 sibling , 1 step sibling .
PETS zodiac ( dog ) .
beginnings are easy ---- girl meets boy, boy meets girl, they fall in love and do what all high school sweethearts think they have to do: get married, have kids, live a little picket fence life after that. and they did .. kind of. nicholas and faith met in freshman english and as luck would have, at that point, the rest was history. they'd never spent more than two weeks apart and when they graduated, faith followed him to a large school to play football — and by the time they graduated, she was pregnant with their first child: esme. when nicholas got an office job and spent … possibly more time than necessary at the office, there wasn't much she could do. he was actively disinterested in her and their daughter ---- cue bryce, the fix it baby. kind of ( not really ) .
his essential purpose was to save a dying marriage. and it worked, for a time. nicholas was spending more time at home with the new baby around. all was well. until it wasn't — receipts to dinners she never went to, emails on their shared computer, hair ties in his car that weren't hers. and faith was livid ---- who wouldn't be, after all? she divorced him. and naturally, with two kids, there's a custody battle: it's nasty. she's upset, he's worse because he's hotheaded as hell. eventually, the idea is for them to split half the year in california ( where nicholas lives, his company is, etc ) and new york ( where faith has family and eventually returns to ) . it worked, kind of.
the thing is, faith never got over it. eventually it turned into disinterest into her own kids, as bad as they sounds. by the time bryce was 4, nicholas was granted custody full time after faith all but relinquished her rights. he didn't understand it at the time, but he was closer to his father anyway, so it was fine. they were attached at the hip. bryce would scream and cry during kindergarten dorp off, and be a wreck by the time he came to pick him up during the day. it was bad lowkey. however, it was also his own foreshadowing for the future ….
all things considered, their childhood was great — thanks to the wealth nicholas’ job brought and moving up the ranks within the company, constant trips to disney and doing things. was spoiled, though his sister took advantage of it more than bryce ever did. an adhd kid and diagnosed at age 11, he likes the way he can expend all his energy into his after school programs and things, and be able to fall asleep at night with only slight melatonin. was lowkey kind of a hobby - hopper -— a try everything once kind of kid, and bryce knows what he likes, and they stick with it. from little league baseball to soccer to pottery to coding, he literally tried everything — then came theatre. the idea of slipping into another mindset and playing essential pretend was more than enough for him to thrive within their small community and then some.
high school was … well. high school. went to a charter school, one focused on the arts and sciences more than an actual curriculum. it was where bryce thrived. socially, academically, semi - professionally - ISH.
CAR ACCIDENT + INJURY + HEARING LOSS / bryce was 16 when they finally got their driver's liscence, and thus, a car ( thanks, nepotism money! ) . he was returning home from a later than usual football practice when he was t-boned by a car who wasn't pay attention. bryce's own car was flipped onto it's side and pushed several feet when the other car wouldn't stop — air bags deployed, though that didn't stop his own head from impact. if you'd asked him, as soon as he was out of the car, he was all fine and dandy. reality check: he wasn't — concussion, temporal bone fracture, post concussion syndrome. it wasn't a fun time.
HEARING LOSS / due to the impact and fracture within his right ear, bryce was diagnosed with hearing loss ( sudden sensorineural hearing loss in particular, in his right ear ) . for lack of better words and ease of understanding, he has about 40% left of his hearing in his right ear thanks to the fracture and damage of the nerve cells within the ear canal. despite this, bryce tries to continue his life as normal. normal school ( or – as normal as it can be with your siblings hovering over you ) , normal activities, no need for adjustments. you tell your family you've got this, not to worry, and don't look to meet them in the eye. tries his best and in a fuck you rachel berry moment — applies to his dream school, nyu tisch. it’s a big jump. less than a year and a half out from his accident ( "the" accident, as bryce continues to refer to it ) and he's already talking like he's going to move across the damn country ( and wants to ) . it's not like new york is unfamiliar to him, but in a different realm, he'd never been there by himself, for extended periods of time. bryce argued that this is how an artist grows, this is how he becomes who he is, or whatever lindsay lohan's character in confession's says. his parents disagreed, but bryce is stubborn, and there was no changing his mind.
he doesn’t get in ---- but that’s how legends are made, after all, so he moves to new york city anyway. and the change is astronomical. maybe not to some, but for someone who is still adjusting to how he is now? it was, indeed, a bad idea. he had a year lease, and within that time? a legend dies rather than is born. as stubborn as he is, he came eventually relented to his father’s pleas to return home.
as friendly as he is, he's very afraid of … just about everything, especially now that this is happening. he's skittish and kind of like a stray cat. though, if he likes you, he truly never shuts the fuck up. genuinely a kind guy, though he tends to have foot - in - mouth disease and says the wrong thing all the fuckin' time. doesn't think before he speaks, and rarely thinks at all. his grades are not the best but we shant be speaking about that.
definitely favors his left ear, and will turn to face whoever it is speaking in that direction, even if it is a bit odd looking. he’s not completely deaf in his right ear, but the tinnitus often wins out, and bryce doesn’t bother to fight it anymore. has been working on learning sign languange, but the adhd demons.
intense hyperfocus when he likes something, or is invested. can, will and has tuned everyone in a crowded room completely out until it’s done. has that adhd rage, i’m afraid. he’s come a long way to control it, but sometimes it’s just too much. tends to switch to different topics all within one conversation, and lowkey has a motor mouth.
has been doing theatre since middle school, really. both local and school productions, but mostly high school once he began attending that charter school. he excelled and tended to be quite the little show off, evne if he didn’t mean to be. was the lead in .. quite a few of his school productions. i’ll make a list eventually.
his family is .. rich. but he definitely doesn’t act like it. outside of the whole school + family trips thing, he doesn’t seem like it. will spoil his friends and loved ones anyway, bc his mom tries to shove money onto him all the time and he doesn’t know what to do with it. will jokingly buy you a new car, send you on a trip to cabos or pay for 10 packages of those fancy packaged strawberries. speaking of money ---- bryce hasn’t spoken to his mom in years, but that doesn’t stop her from sending checks upon checks of money, thanks to her own career in the fashion industry.
constantly on that damn zoom … wants to be an actor, so he’s been auditioning for literally everything. even things he doesn’t fit. he gets into the zoom and they’re like hello? and he’s just like hii ^.^ and they close the room or something.
a gleek and a swiftie. like pick a struggle? he’s an evermore guy but also 1989. is the guy in the room to be like “they played this on glee..” like i’m sure! get a hobby!
has no filter, whatsoever. tends to say out of pocket things without meaning too, and doesn’t entirely convey when he’s joking. more often than not, he’s being entirely sincere. he’s funny, but he can be a little bit of a try hard. laugh please.
has not driven since the accident. if anyone asks, he just says he ‘prefers to support the economy by using uber’ (?????) or public transport. has nightmares about the accident, constantly, and doesn't tell anyone about them. he’s embarrassed, lowkey, and doesn’t quite remember them — so it’s like. what would i even say? he’s a tad bit afraid to admit his hearing is getting worse. he’s been asking others to repeat themselves more often , his tinnitus is getting noticeably bad , migraines are starting to occur far more often.
uses theatre as a way to cope with his trauma ---- he delves into other people to see new perspective and coping skills, though they're not always the healthiest nor do they make the most sense. it's what he knows, it's what he's good at, and he doesn't see a reason to stop – only a reason to adapt, even if he isn't happy about it.
YOU CAN FEEL THE STARE ON YOUR BACK LIKE A MONSTER LURKING IN THE DARK, SLOWLY SLINKING TOWARDS YOU. a nightmare hidden in darkness, even if there’s no actual dark beyond the lights of the empty training room. you suppress the shiver threatening to crawl up your back, holding the handle of the knife firm in your small grip. the feeling of stares, of whispers, of everything isn’t something that’s new ( even now, when you so sparsely visit your parents back in the districts, their eyes boring holes into the back of your skull ) to you. a heavy sigh, there’s no motion to turn around. no movement to indicate that their presence is known nor wanted ---- until. “you might want to step back unless you want a knife in your ribs — or head. whichever.” finnick odair , @sharkeaten or not, you don’t hold your tongue for anyone.
❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜
❛ what are you smiling at? ❜
❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜
❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜
❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜
❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜
❛ i’m not sorry. ❜
❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜
❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜
❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜
❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜
❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜
❛ i could show you the way. ❜
❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜
❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜
❛ don’t go. please. ❜
❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜
❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜
❛ don’t run away from this. ❜
❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜
❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜
❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜
❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜
❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜
❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜
❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜
❛ i made a mistake. ❜
❛ am i not good enough? ❜
❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜
❛ why did you bring me here? ❜
❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜
❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜
❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜
❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜
❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜
❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜
❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜
❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜
❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜
❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜
❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜
❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜
❛ how did you find me? ❜
❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜
❛ rough day today? ❜
❛ snap out of it! ❜
❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜
❛ why are you still here? ❜
❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜
❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜
❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜
❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜
❛ well, this is where i live. ❜
❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜
❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜
❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜
❛ can you forgive me? ❜
❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜
❛ why are you really here? ❜
❛ i wish we never met. ❜
❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜
❛ would you run away with me? ❜
❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜
❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜
❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜
❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜
❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜
❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜
❛ are you threatening me? ❜
❛ did you ever care about me? ❜
❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜
❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜
❛ why did you come? ❜
❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜
❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜
❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜
❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜
❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜
❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜
❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜
❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜
❛ just try to hang on. ❜
❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜
❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜
❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜
❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜
❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜
❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜
❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜
❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜
❛ i bought two. here. ❜
❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜
❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜
❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜
❛ walk with me? ❜
❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜
❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜
❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜
❛ are you going to kill me? ❜
❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜
❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜
❛ take me with you. ❜
❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜
❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜
❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜
❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜
❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜
❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜
❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜
❛ why did you wake me? ❜
❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜
❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜
❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜
❛ promise me? ❜
❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜
❛ i feel safe with you. ❜
❛ i don’t need your help. ❜
❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜
❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜
❛ i do care. ❜
❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜
❛ i have a spare bed. ❜
❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜
❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜
❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜
❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜
❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜
❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜
❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜
❛ did you miss me? ❜
❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜
❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜
❛ is this what you wanted? ❜
❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜
❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜
❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜
❛ i’m still learning. ❜
❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜
❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜
❛ i’m on your side. ❜
❛ i risked my life for you! ❜
❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜
❛ you can stay with me. ❜
❛ i just need time. ❜
❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜
❛ who the hell invited you? ❜
❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜
❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜
❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜
❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜
❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜
❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜
❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜
❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜
❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜
❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜
❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜
❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜
❛ knowledge is power. ❜
❛ you scared me. ❜
❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜
❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜
❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜
❛ just who do you think you are? ❜
❛ you look… amazing. ❜
❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜
❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜
❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜
❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜
❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜
❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜
❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜
❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜
❛ i only wanted to help. ❜
❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜
❛ you don’t scare me. ❜
❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜
❛ change isn’t easy. ❜
❛ why did you help me? ❜
❛ why do you hate me? ❜
❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜
❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜
❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜
❛ are you here to kill me? ❜
❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜
❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜
❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜
❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜
❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜
❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜
❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜
❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜
❛ just let me do this for you. ❜
❛ why were they coming after you? ❜
❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜
❛ how much do you value your life? ❜
❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜
❛ don’t lie to me. ❜
❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜
❛ have a drink with me. ❜
thinking about how devon doesn’t necessarily have a “super power” (unless u count manipulation of old rich fucks) but she uses her forces of evil (being evil. stealing. that’s her thing. she’s like a cat burglar except she’s selfish and petty and only cares about doing it for herself) and literally nothing else. she’s materialistic and tends to just think about herself and those closest to her (her brother, arin, briar) but since she’s “stealing from the rich” (her words) she’s doing good deeds
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