[ LAKEITH STANFIELD, CISMALE, HE/HIM ] ; have you seen MARSHALL ‘MARS’ LEONE around VIRGINIA BEACH? the TWENTY-NINE year old MUSIC PRODUCER is known for ( FLIGHTS TO CALI, PRODUCING RADIO HITS, AFTER PARTIES, HOSTING PRIVATE EVENTS ) … around the TOWN CENTER district they have a reputation of being DETAIL ORIENTED and FIXATED but also STRONG WILLED and RESERVED. rumor has it they’re hiding HE WAS INVOLVED IN A ROBBERY WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER WHERE HIS BEST FRIEND ENDED UP LOSING HIS LIFE…let’s hope the GOSSIP HOTTIE doesn’t find out ! kay,25,est,she/her @vabeachintros
trigger warning: drugs, guns, violence, robbery, death, home invasion
☆ &*— bio.
mars leone grew up in the bronx, new york city, new york. his grandmother raised him and his brothers and his younger sister. their mom was addicted to drugs and had abandoned them when they were all under the age of ten. sometimes she’d come around and sometimes she’d be gone for years. as for their father, no one even knew what his name was, and one times mars was slapped across the face by his mother for even asking about him. mars learned at an early age not rely on a soul. that he could only trust himself. the four of them shared a tiny apartment in one of the most unsafe neighborhoods on the block. with nothing but time on his hands, mars found his way into trouble. he would go outside to play with the neighborhood kids but the violence, gangs, and drugs around them in the neighborhood could only be shielded from them for so long.
mars spent his whole upbringing feeling like an outcast, and wanted nothing more than to belong to something bigger than him. his grandmother was always working overnight, so by the time he’d get off the bus from school, she was already gone for the night. him and his siblings barely had any supervision at all. they were left to their own devices, it wasn’t by choice, their grandmother would have stayed home to give them the love and attention they so desperately needed but then they would have no money to eat or have new school clothes. it was real state of survival and lack that he lived through and was constantly afraid of never having enough. he didn’t realize it, but this environment gave him bad anxiety. with no supervision and no guidance whatsoever, mars started running the streets with older boys in the neighborhood who had no business putting him into the situations they did.
at first it started off with small things, stealing out of the bodega just so they could have something to eat for lunch, but then things started to be less about survival and more about what they could get away with. the lines got blurry and suddenly mars was lost in the wind, swept up in the adrenaline of it all. it took his best friend dying in his arms from a home invasion gone wrong to straighten him up, there wasn’t supposed to be anyone home, they were supposed to just go in, get what they could pawn, and make it back out. they weren’t supposed to come home and catch them in the act. mars’ best friend pointed a gun at the family and before they knew what was happening, the father pulled out a rifle from the coat closet and fired two rounds. mars had to leave his dying friend alone in order to escape and make it out without being identified or caught.
this was so traumatic for mars and he finally saw how dangerous and how far he’d gone down this path. he vowed by his best friend that he’d clean his act up, that he’d make legit money, go after his music dreams and never look back. mars went into isolation and stayed to himself, no one knew the secret he was carrying on his heart. people had their suspicions, but they didn’t know for sure what happened that fatal day of the robbery.
mars started to do more with producing music, he makes beats from scratch, plays the instruments himself and mixes everything with his own equipment. he’s produced songs for some of the biggest rap names in america and as soon as he had the status and money to do so, he picked the most lowkey and far away place he could think of where no one would know his past but somewhere he could continue his future, he ended up in virginia beach, virginia still producing for big music names around the world using the name he’d already created for himself in the new york music scene.
spending time with mars wasn’t always at the top of her list , but anna knew what a loving family could do for a child , which caused her to pursue forgiveness towards the other. “ certainly hope it’s nothing like that , although i don’t think we’ve ever really … provided her a reason to talk like that. ” she mused with a slight chuckle. her own thoughts about mars were kept locked inside her mind , perhaps talked about over a glass of wine with her best friend during the nights she didn’t have to worry about nala sneaking out of her bedroom. “ what ? no , my stories will last decades , i’m sure. tell me about this beat , i’m sure it’s amazing ! was it made for anyone particular ? ”
it was ANNOYING at how DEEP mars’ mind could naturally wander. there wasn’t ONE encounter between the two that didn’t remind him of how it used to be. there was this never ending REGRET that always seemed to SWIRL up and push itself to the forefront of his mind when he laid eyes on her. so grateful he was, that she was the mother of his baby girl. no one else in the world he would TRUST with the task. he wasn’t given much of a childhood, so he vowed he’d never let nala experience anything like it. the only thing that had stood in the way of the life he TRULY wanted was his immaturity. time passed, but, he could always tell it was never REALLY the same between them. not on her end at least. and mars respected that. it was his own doing that made things fall apart, but sometimes he wondered if he’d be punished for the sins of his teenage self FOREVER. he wasn’t one to push or ask or cross that boundary, but it was always in the back of his mind. the what ifs, and the ‘we could be a family again’ conversation that he’d played out in his mind over and over. like always, he pushes it away, respects the life she’s living, the part of her life that doesn’t include him. ❝ true. .though i’m sure she’s had her own version of those moments. kids are funny like that, NO filter. ❞ now he’s grabbing for his laptop, searching for the file he’d worked HOURS on over the weekend. ❝....honestly, this one, i’m saving for someone special. it’s too GOOD to let just anyone have access to it. ❞
“ honestly ? today , a child from my class last year , came up to me at the park to let me know that his parents are finally getting a divorce because his father is a cartsucker. ” single moment pause for her to take a long sip from her wine glass. “ i’m not entirely sure if i’ll ever have a dull day. although , i don’t think that’s what you asked me … i’m sorry , head is full. what was it ? ” [ + @vabeachstarters ]
❝ now m’starting to wonder what our little nala says to her own teachers . . ❞ their little nala wasn’t so LITTLE anymore. mars was still just as blown away by how much older and smarter she’d gotten since he first held her in his arms. hell, he felt OLD as shit whenever he was telling someone he was the father of a TEN year old. ❝ shit i was just going on about a new beat i made, but this is WAY more interesting. tell me more about these kids say the funniest thing moments you seem to encounter on the regular. ❞
