/ * 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐲.

𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲.

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#     𝐎𝐕𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒     . . .     an   original   character   crafted   for   bendrecordshq ,   penned   by   boo .   contents   include   mature   themes   —   minors   dni .

𝙒𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉   ,   𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙇𝙊   .   (   introduction   .   visage   .   musings   .   )

[brodyvasquez]

open starter | nye party , 10:37PM

The very first thing that made Brody aware of his condition was warmth. This internal, glowing warmth that seemed to bloom from his chest right into his fingertips. Everything his hands found felt like live wires — in a good way.

Not a single conversation that night had felt real. He’d giggled through most of them, hands idly reaching out to pat at shoulders and nodding in the same sort of way a horse would. Up, down, up, down — Sideways.

He finds himself falling into more walls and people in that night than he has in a life time. And it’s as someone’s snapping in his face he realizes the major difference between his balance tonight and his balance this morning.

In his rush in returning from his break there were two things on his mind. One was the wondering exactly how he’d managed to leave a tab of MDMA in his locker completely free of any casing. The second was just how grateful he was that right next to it was an extra strength ibuprofen.

It was nearly three hours later, and he’d finally realized something.

“Holy shit.” he says quietly, the realization settling into him. There’s a moment where he only stands there, blinking and trying to remember further about the first half of his day.

He laughs. It’s loud, and lasts much too long — but he doesn’t seem to notice as he falls right into another victim of his failing equilibrium.

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finn  doesn't  see  brody  so  much  as  feel  him  -  a  sudden,  clumsy  tug  that  collides  warm  body  into  warm  body.  instinct  catches  before  thought  ever  bothers  to  show  up,  and  finlo's  hands  come  up  fast,  palms  open,  bracing  the  other  by  the  shoulders  like  he's  done  this  a  thousand  times  before.  “ whoahhh,  hey- ”  his  voice  comes  out  soft,  automatically  gentle,  the  way  his  voice  only  ever  gets  when  someone  stumbles  into  his  trajectory  instead  of  challenging  it. 

finn’s  grin  flickers  for  a  moment  and  then  dims.  concern  creeps  in  sideways,  uninvited.  “ easy,  dude, ”  he  murmurs  as  he  glances  around,  scanning  the  chaos  around  them  with  a  bleary  focus,  then  back  to  brody,  eyes  narrowing  with  a  sharpness  that  feels  almost  sober  by  comparison.  “ you  good ?  you  need  some  water  or  somethin' ? ”

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𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 : finlo  watterson . 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 : finn.  𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐧 : barely  a  rockstar .  𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 : tba.  𝐚𝐠𝐞 : twenty-seven .  𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 :  dylan  o'brien . 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 / 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 : atlantic  landing .  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 : leo . 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 : cis male .  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 :  he  +  him .  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 : brown .  𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 : brown .  𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 : 180cm / 5'11" ft .  𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 : mixed  european.  𝐦𝐛𝐭𝐢 : esfp-a ( assertive entertainer ) .  𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : bisexual.  𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 : english .  𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : salesclerk,  singer  of  the  dissent  index.  𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 : none .

full  biography  can  be  found  here , tldr below . cw: mentions of dysfunctional  family  dynamics.

punk frontman with main-character energy. 

grew up in a loud, messy house and learned early that jokes + noise = survival. 

discovered a cassette of london calling and decided music would save him, so he started a band in high school and hasn't shut up since. 

his band, the dissent index, is semi-known, semi-broke, and always touring in a van that hates his shitty back.

thrives on stages, chaos, and attention like it's oxygen. 

works part-time at a bend records, is terrible at his job but great at selling music so no one fires him. 

in a relationship with sloane that's just a bit toxic ?? dude's got wandering eyes, what can i say ??? he does really love her though.

very loud, charming, ego-driven, and emotionally avoidant. 

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