With shades protecting brown orbs from the rays of the sun, Felicity was barely registering anything going on around her, having only gotten a few hours of sleep thanks to a few new members. â They honestly should be. â She mumbled, staring at the coffee in her hand. Admittedly the steam felt nice again her face, easing the tension her body was still wracked with due to the events of the previous night. â I didnât even think I drank that much and it feels like I did a continuous keg stand throughout the whole night. Maybe it was the gin. â
kian and felicity had both come a long way since theyâd met as kids, both had their demons and both were very hungover beyond belief. the curly haired man picked up his fork and poked the eggs on his plate, why did he order this? it was usually what heâd order but his stomach immediately saw that egg and made him gag. â gin does that. â the man replied before grimacing at his food. â who thought it was a good idea to put alcohol in our bodies? i just want to talk to him - because we all know it was a man. âÂ
kian was hungover, extremely hungover to be exact. the night before was a blur of nosebleeds and idiotic jocks yelling as they threw back shots in front of their equally annoying girlfriends. his head was pounding as he in the darkest corner of the restaurant, sunglasses on and hood over his head as he stared down at the food in front of him. â hangovers should be illegal. â he muttered just loud enough, not caring if someone chimed in.
*drug & blood tw!* kian may or may not of used the bathroom for something other relieving himself, he wasnât proud of himself but at this point, his tolerance for his own shame was way too high for his own good and he wasnât about to change. he wiped the left over white powder that still was visible on his nostril as he walked out of the bathroom because even though he definitely knew he wasnât only one here probably on the ânose candyâ he still didnât exactly want to broadcast his relapsed sobriety once again. kian stopped in his tracks once he felt the stream of warm liquid pool over his top lip and then the taste of blood soon after followed. â fuck ! â the black haired man exclaimed, rushing his hands to his face to try and stop the bleeding before looking around for a napkin or something to shove up his nose to stop it.
klaus hargreeves - the umbrella factory
the mad hatter - alice in wonderland
magnus - shadowhunters
rue - euphoria
summary - * tw drug use/addiction + overdose mention*
kian grew up in a strict military family, his father was an army man and he took that very seriously. they all lived their lives like they were all apart of the branch, bouncing from state to state because of his fathers work. he never really got a hold of how to make friends, always being the new kid didnât exactly have the best effect on him which in tune made his father get irritated. kian grew into a bit of a âweakâ kid as his father would describe him because he was more in tune with his emotions than other boys his age but he didnât know that it wasnât a bad thing, especially with his father telling him that he was weak for getting upset over someone bullying him. his father told him to punch him in the face like a real man because real men use violence to fix their problems, not tears, not like babies. a lot of those words stuck to kian but as a reminder of what he didnât want to be. he didnât want to be his father and he kept all this a secret until he couldnât hold in his disdain for all this over structure in his life. he was feeling smothered and rebelled. he started to hang out with the more shady kids from high school, doing drugs ( weed atm ) and doing stupid shit that would land him in the county jail for 24 hrs. his father wasnât about to let kian just throw away his life over stupid things and threw him into rehab but he resisted, he didnât want to stop - he wanted to keep having fun. he never told his mother this but his father came into the room after the doctors left and told him that he was a disgrace to the family name and that he needed to shape up or he was getting cut off. the day he got out of rehab, kian decided that he was going to ruin his father name and so went months of public partying, hookups, stunts that end with the police being called, anything that got the farzad name in peopleâs mouths. he didnât realize it had gotten to dangerous level until he witnessed a friend overdose in front of them and there wasnât anything he could of done. in that moment he realized that even though he knew how dangerous this stuff was, he never actually really cared or felt scared until that moment. kian has been trying to get clean ever since but he keeps getting sucked back into the black hole of his emotional problems and just canât find himself sober for too long.
wanted plots
the hookup ( any gender ) - this can multiple partners - it can be just sex or it can be fwb we can plot more !
the âbestâ friend ( any gender ) - kian doesnât do best friends, he wasnât want to worry people but he just says heâs too good for them. your muse is basically his best friend but heâd never ever admit that. we can def plot more !!
the dealer - kian has been going to your muse for drugs for years, your buds - kind of. you smoke together, chill, get high but your muse knows that itâs more than just fun for kian. ( we can plot if they care or if they are just in it for his money ! )
pixelskylines
kaledo-art
discoholicmusic
annaxmalina
vaporwave
