Location: Lunch hall or something along them lines.
Status: open
“Can you believe someone tried to steal my purse and claim it as theirs when I asked for it back?” she asked the other, sitting across from them at the lunch table. Arden didn’t want to sit alone at lunch, so she did the next best thing and sat with someone she recognised. “I had to nag them for about ten minutes to open it up so I could see if my card was inside, and surprise, surprise, it was,” she scoffed. “I can’t stand some of the people here.” They try so hard to get away with so much.“ Arden took a packet of potato chips out of lunch bag and popped them open, helping herself to one before turning it around and offering one to the other. "Do you want one?”
— “oh you meant someone here? on campus?” dick said after a double take, “i thought you meant like, at a cafe or something. the audacity.” dick closed his notebook after finishing what he just wrote, declining when the other offered a chip. “speaking of, have you heard that there’s this dude - music major i think - stole from another guy from his class like waaay back before they enrolled,” he chuckled, “it was hilarious - apparently they hooked up after? wild.”
“wanna get drunk with me and sneak into the pool? night swims are always the best anyways.”
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( tw scar mention ) — “as much as i would love to get drunk, i’d rather not sneak into the pool,” dick said. it wasn’t like the sneaking into pools drunk illegalized swimming with a shirt on, it’s just that they were wearing their favorite shirt and they didn’t want it anywhere near water. it wasn’t a matter of insecurity for his figure either - he thought he looked great, au contraire. he just didn’t want to talk about the lines that littered across his torso.
braeden lemasters. demiboy. he/they. — that’s twenty two year old richard castle, who’s a junior, taking up video game design. around briar university, people know them to be thoughtful, but some say they’re also intimidating. when people think of the exagerrated reputation of a long, fading scar across the right cheekbone, a kiss the cook apron, and a d&d board littered with character sheets and miniatures, they think of dick. they live in dean house and their favorite place on campus is dawson student center. let’s hope they make the most out of their time here in briar university! ( owen. 21. gmt+8. he / they )
trigger warning - car accident, hospitals, a LOT of injuries, bullying
hello! my name is owen, and this is dick! they’re pretty neat - hates that the nickname that stuck was dick but in the end he just didn’t mind. they’re whole deal is that they went from someone who was constantly getting bullied to someone who looks like they get in a lot of not so legal business. in reality he’s really nice - he loves to cook, used to play music and is a roadie for a close friend’s band that does tours, and they’re currently developing their own indie game! i hope you guys have a lot of fun with them!
full name : richard daniel castle
nicknames : dick ( most ), rick, danny ( childhood to teenage years )
gender : demiguy ( he / they )
orientation : aromantic homosexual
birthdate : december 31st
zodiac : capricorn
hometown : brooklyn, nyc
place of birth : palermo, italy
occupation : college student ( video game development major ) , indie game developer , roadie for ( insert band name here )
backstory
growing up with a lot of injuries and a seemingly maxed out tolerance for pain is cause for concern for most people. in the case of the castles, their common worry was hoping that their youngest child danny would survive the next injury.
its not like the universe actively sought to make danny’s life a living hell - on the contrary, they were raised in a happy home with two loving parents and two older brothers that were very protective of him ( for good reason ).
its just that danny just so happens to stumble upon the worse scenarios, and his parents aren’t sure if the nonchalance he possesses at injuries people never scoff at was good or bad. danny could only count two instances of crying after an injury and one of those was when he tripped and fell on the pavement at age 6.
accidents kept bumping into him like a walk on a busy street. it had gotten to the point that danny can lie to his parents and tell them that the latest black eye came from a raging dodgeball and not his bully’s fist - or that he spent a while in the nurses office getting patched up when they had really gone through a whole journey of self-reflection in the locker they were pushed into.
the sad thing is they’ve taken it upon themselves to make sure other people don’t get bullied to the same extent. “because i can handle it” was what he told his mother when she asked what was going on. and they can handle it. they’d gotten used to wincing when they moved and almost even expected it; they had a firm grasp on what injuries they would have to whip out the big first aid kit for; they once slipped really hard on a banana peel after getting the wind knocked out of them in the locker room a while ago and went on as if nothing had happened. his parents took him to self defense classes after that.
the second time they cried at an injury was at age nineteen after the 5th time they had been admitted to the hospital for an accident. it had been a pretty bad car crash. they were alone when they cried - they’re dad had been in the room but he was a really heavy sleeper. it was partly because of the amount of pain they were in but also largely because the emotions he had been bottling up reached capacity. it was the first time they’d cried in a long time.
somehow after that, he had found himself in less accidents than he had been used to. maybe that car accident sealed the deal and this curse would finally stop.
the briar era ( mostly just bullet points bc im out of juice to add flowery words )
after they graduated high school they had taken a gap year. his old bandmates had invited him to go with them as their roadie on their first ever tour. even after he had initially declined to get back in the band when they first came back together, they still wanted danny to go with them on tour, even if he worked behind the scenes. he joined them on several other tours on the summers after he finally enrolled to briar and still keeps in touch with the band.
( trigger warning - scars from injuries ) he has a long scar from his nose to the side of his face across the right cheekbone. he also has a bunch of other hidden scares from past injuries ( mostly from the car accident ) on his chest that he hides with large shirts. the scar on his face is usually what people see and some assumed it was from an attempted murder but in reality it was a scratch from his cat, king iii.
he once punched someone who called him “dick castle” insultingly in a party...... it grew into a big fight between two drunks it was messy as hell JKSKDJF especially bc the person he fought was rich rich.
he has a group of friends he does d&d campaigns with! they just started a new campaign based on the world of runeterra from league of legends. if there was a tabletop club in briar he def would be in it! tabletop games like these have been a huge inspiration for him to make video games.
they’re currently working on an indie game! idk what the title would be yet but the vibes are similar to the likes of journey and hollow knight. in terms of other games they had worked on, they made a pokemon fangame titles “pokemon dusk and dawn” and worked on another indie game with another briar student! connection wink wink.
additional headcanons!
he prefers playing tank characters hmmm i wonder why
they have a c3 zhongli out of pure luck
househusband material honestly?????? they cook, they clean.
makes a mean carbonara
spent some of their childhood in italy! he learned a lot of his cooking there
never EVER call them dick castle disrespectfully. he’s very patient, but calling him dick castle is the easiest way to get him pissed. valuing life = not calling them dick castle SJLJSDLKFJ
used to play bass for his old band! the band got a new bassist a few months after dick declined and he’s very good friends with them.
prefers to be called rick tbh, but dick was the nickname that stuck and he stopped caring about that.
very much a shoulder to lean on!
if they see someone about to be hit by a ball that went off court, he will jump in and get hit himself just so the other person wont.
need a scapegoat? he is willing
nice to a fault tbh he will prefer to take the fall for someone than see them suffer. unless he hates them and if the person did it to themselves.
taken self-defense classes! not one to mess with.
has a will they wont they relationship with the gym
can understand italian and speak it a bit, but he’s not completely a fluent speaker.
