the theatre might not have been completely haunted, but it certainly wasn’t a place that delilah would be caught dead at while alone, especially after dark. the problem was that after a long evening of classes, everyone had been dismissed and delilah was well on her way back to her room before realizing she had forgotten her phone in the first place. cursing to herself, and without a way to actually contact somebody to come with her, she caught up with the first person she could find. “i’m so sorry to bother you…” she started off, already feeling incredibly anxious at the proposition. “i wouldn’t normally do this, but i left my phone back at the theatre, and i can’t just go in there by myself…could you…maybe come with me?” //@radopens
he wouldn’t think twice about lighting up in his dorm room if it wasn’t for the smoke alarms installed throughout the building. ace stood outside in the dark, smoldering tip of his cigarette the sole source of light. it wasn’t enough. he didn’t recognize the approaching figure until he heard her voice. “del,” he greeted her with a nod and exhaled a line of murky gray smoke, further obscuring his vision for a moment. when it cleared again, his gaze fell on delilah and he lifted a brow at her request. “sounds like you were just there by yourself.” ace snorted in amusement, but agreed to the request with a small nod. “just gonna finish this,” he lifted his lifted his cigarette back to his lips. “what were you there so late for anyways?”
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 locked on the phone beneath the vending machine. normally, colette wouldn’t waste her time on something this small and trivial. however, today was different. while it wasn’t her phone under the machine, it was someones and as someone with a phone, she knew the person who lost it was probably freaking out. the petite girl stuck her arm out as far as she could, trying to grab the device with no luck. with a sigh, she stood up. ❝ hey, can you help me ?? there’s a phone under the vending machine and my arm’s not long enough to grab it, ❞ she let out an awkward laugh as she brushed the dust and dirt off her knees. ❝ be careful, though. in 1978 there were 37 reports of people who asphyxiated themselves trying to get a snack. you’ll be fine, probably. let’s just hope it doesn’t tip over. ❞
there’s a spot on the vending machine that, if given a well - aimed smack, will cause it to dispense a three musketeers bar without first requiring the dollar - and - whatever - cent fee. ace has it memorized, so he walked up to the machine expecting a quick errand. “uh...” dark brows knit together, head tilting in bewilderment. “what the fuck ?” her request cleared up ( most of ) his confusion, but his expression didn’t change much. “and it’s yours ?” he lifted a brow and folded his arms, leaning his tall frame against the wall across from the row of vending machines. “pass. i like these jeans.” he does, but it’s not like ace actually cares about his clothes getting dirtied by the years and years and dust and grime that have surely accumulated on the floor beneath the machine and immediately surrounding it. he just didn’t feel like playing good samaritan.
『JACOB ELORDI ❙ CIS MALE』 ⟿ looks like ACE FONTAINE is here for HIS SENIOR year as a MECHANICAL ENGINEERING student. HE is 22 years old & known to be PROACTIVE, ENTERPRISING, REFRACTORY & TEMERARIOUS. They’re living in PERKINS, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ SAM. 23. EST. SHE/HER.
aw shit here we go again hello i’m sam and i also write for elvie ( @ofcrofts ) and jinx ( @ofjinxs ). it’s been a minute since i created an all new character, but i’ve had this idea in my head for a while and i’m really excited so please message me if you would like to plot!
i. stats
ｆｕｌｌ ｎａｍｅ：grayson ciel blakesley fontaine
ｐｒｅｆｅｒｒｅｄ ｎａｍｅｓ：ace, gray for close friends
ｈｏｍｅｔｏｗｎ：hackberry, louisiana
ｄａｔｅ ｏｆ ｂｉｒｔｈ：june 1st, 1997
ｚｏｄｉａｃ：gemini
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ：tbd
ｆｉｅｌｄ ｏｆ ｓｔｕｄｙ：mechanical engineering
ｐｏｓ． ｔｒａｉｔｓ：proactive, enterprising, clever.
ｎｅｇ． ｔｒａｉｔｓ：refractory, temerarious, brash.
ii. history
grayson ciel "ace" fontaine was born in cameron, louisiana and spent most of his childhood in the nearby community of hackberry. he was an only child raised under the care of his mother.
survival was a struggle for as far back as he can remember. what little money his mother earned from her various odd jobs often went right into supporting her drug habit, leaving ace to learn how to fend for himself from an early age.
he was a bright and curious kid, often breezing through his schoolwork when he attended ( just enough days to keep the truancy officers and social workers off of his case ). he liked to take apart small electronics and machines to study them, and he had a talent for creating new things out of recycled parts.
however, most of his time was spent polishing his survival skills: pickpocketing, scamming, straight up thievery. he was a seasoned expert long before his life would completely change, and old habits die hard.
according to the reports of the time, ace was the one who found his mother dead in their living room, overdosed on the sofa. he doesn't remember this at all. a deeply repressed memory, unsurprisingly.
he goes into the system for a few months. then, of all people his biological father shows up out of nowhere looking to take him in.
orville blakesley iv. an old money businessman from manhattan's upper east side. turns out, ace was the product of an affair that had occurred during a quick business trip to louisiana. he knew about his son, as he kept tabs on the woman he had left behind but claimed to be in love with despite never stepping in to help her or their child. his name wasn't on the birth certificate, and his mother never spoke of him, but a quick dna test compulsory in ace's case removed all doubt and granted him parental rights.
ace was twelve when everything was finalized and he was taken to live in new york city under the guise of being a long lost distant relative in dire need of a home. there was a small frenzy among the local press, and once it faded ace was alone in an unfamiliar world all by himself. his new family did little to help him. his half siblings never even gave him a chance, taking an instant disliking to him and openly expressing their disapproval of their father's decision to bring the product of his affair into their home. his stepmother, surprisingly enough, was one of the very few people he actually liked & who was actually quite nice to him from the start, buuuut that wasn’t enough for him to behave. from the age of eleven onwards, all of ace’s energy would go right to pissing off his dad.
little troublemaking antics escalated fast. by the time he was a teenager, ace was pulling off illegal shit on a much larger scale than ever before. he’d have quite an impressive record for petty crimes if it wasn’t for his dad calling in very expensive favors every time ace wound up in the back of a police car.
orville, much to everyone’s shock, always tried his very best to be understanding despite the trouble his son was constantly getting into. unfortunately this turned him into a bit of a doormat.
his father’s acceptance of his terrible behavior just pissed him off even more. ace wanted to make his dad upset. he wanted his dad to feel the hurt and anger and sadness that he felt upon realizing that his father could’ve been there for him his whole life but simply chose not to be. it didn’t really matter to him that orville was putting in the effort now and trying to make up for his past wrongdoings.
he attended a private school for children of the elite in new york city and even though he liked to pretend that he didn't care, he did well enough to graduate fourth in his class and get into columbia university without his family having to step in and donate a new library to the school.
unfortunately, his parents were very happy about this so of course ace had to go and ruin it. :/ he flunked out of columbia in his freshman year after he attended two ( 2 ) classes the entire semester. as per the pattern, his parents didn't really punish him at all and instead paid for him to attend radcliffe which he had picked out himself, hoping that the distance and freedom might calm him down a bit.
it didn't, but his new girlfriend did. he fell hard, and the two moved fast. got together their first semester of freshman year, and over summer break he proposed. they lasted until around spring break of their sophomore year.
after the break up, he threw himself into school but he also got back into his old troublemaking ways! he likes to go street racing, so he's gotten caught boosting cars around lovell a few times. he steals from stores, he gets into fights, he attends every wild party on campus and at splatterhouse and most likely causes a scene. every single time, his dad just takes out his checkbook and makes it go away.
iii. extras
grayson blakesley is the name on all of his official legal documents, but he reflexively corrects anyone who ever calls him by his father's surname. he doesn't particularly like to be called grayson either, but that doesn't happen as often anyway.
even though they're funding his education and his shenanigans, ace has basically cut off all contact with the blakesleys. he could access their fortune bc it’s not like they’ve cut him off or anything, but he absolutely refuses to go anywhere near money that he hasn’t made on his own so he lives off of what he makes from winning street races & his other assorted activities ( mostly thievery ).
he’s most likely stolen regularly from anyone who’s ever been a roommate of his or honestly just happens to live in perkins. it’s not compulsive ; he’s just a jerk.
probably spends every weekend in a holding cell at the lovell police department. what for? just close your eyes and point to any entry on a list of common misdemeanors and there's at least a 60% chance that you're right.
he’s on and off the school hockey team. a genuinely good player, but he just can’t keep up the good behavior required of him in order to keep his spot on the team.
has a little bit of a southern twang. a little bit.
he's ambidexterous!
if it wasn't obvious enough, he's a total daredevil. sometimes he does things out of rebellion, sometimes he does things out of curiosity, sometimes he does things out of sheer boredom. there's absolutely no pattern to his decisions. he has no impulse control whatsoever.
dating hasn't worked out well for him since the break up with his ex fiance. not sure if it's because he isn't over her or if it just kinda fucked him up, but either way he's since struggled with forming stable, long-lasting relationships.
iv. wanted connections
ex fiance *wc on the main
best friend
“friends” ( more like acquaintances who he neither likes nor dislikes )
actual friends, most likely fellow hooligans
disgruntled former roommates
people he’s stolen from
people he’s gotten into fights with
short term exes, fwb, one night stands
( these are just ideas and i’m trash at coming up with these, so please don’t feel limited by what’s listed here. )
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