Heart Thief of the Sea

there must be something strangely sacred in salt. it is in our tears and in the sea.

[siilvcs]

( evan mock, demi guy, he/they ) just saw KAI SILVA walking down the streets of provincetown the other day playing sugar by brockhampton out loud. rumor has it that the twenty-one year old is + idyllic, but can also be - rash — overall they’re a halcyon. they remind me of golden skin after a day out in the sun, colorful hair dye splashed against the white porcelain sink, the salty sea breeze at dusk, & bright red strawberries dipped in sugar.  (sammy, 24, pst, she/her)

full name: kai silva age: twenty - one date of birth: february 28, 1999 zodiac: pisces sun, leo moon, aries rising  religion: atheist  hometown: newport beach, california  gender: demi man pronouns: he/they romantic / sexual orientation: biromantic & bisexual  occupation: psychology student at university of california santa barbara  parents: mali kane (48, surf photographer) & frank silva (51, COO) siblings: 2 step siblings (wc?) pets:  character parallels: 

mali & frank’s marriage was passionate but short lived. they had gotten married on a whim - head over heels in love after only dating for nine months. and only five months into marriage, mali found herself pregnant. they were surprisingly overjoyed. 

kai’s second birthday party had originally meant to be a small get together, but half the neighborhood wound up showing up. it was an abnormally hot day in february in newport beach, and to deal with the heat, mali & frank brought out the frozen bottle of vodka and poured it into the homemade lemonade, made fresh with the lemons in their backyard. it quickly went down hill from there. 

that was where frank met veronica. she was a quiet girl in an unhappy marriage that had drank way too much at the birthday party, the first sip of alcohol she’d had in years. frank had been the one holding her hair back in the bathroom, her husband nowhere to be found. 

it was only six months later that frank left mali for veronica, and veronica left her husband for frank. frank & veronica decided to move to province town, where veronica was from, along with her two kids, leaving mali & kai in newport beach. 

so for most of the year growing up, it was just kai & mali. this wasn’t such a bad deal on kai’s end because their mother was a lot less structured than their father. dessert before dinner, a late bedtime, and skipping school on hot days was a normal part of their childhood. mali was a great mom, just not a conventional one. she believed that you could find a better education through traveling by learning about different cultures, as opposed to the rigorous school system in orange county. by the time kai was thirteen, he’d already been to 48/50 states, and 15 different countries. 

from end of june to mid august, though, kai was sent to provincetown to live with his father, step mother, and step siblings. it was like going from paradise to prison - despite provincetown’s beautiful coast and ginormous homes. from september to may it was freedom, and then suddenly kai was faced with buttondown shirts, country clubs, church services, and a curfew. kai’s father insisted on maintaining a relationship with him, and his step mother tried her best to be accommodating. that didn’t mean he exactly got along with his step siblings, though. 

so summers were made for breaking rules. most of kai’s firsts happened in provincetown, so he could go back to newport for the school year and talk about it. first kiss, first time, first time getting drunk, first time smoking weed. kai liked to push his limits to see how far he could bend his father. it didn’t do wonders for their reputation in provincetown - not that kai seemed to mind. he was mostly just known as frank’s delinquent son that visited every summer. 

personality wise...kai is very much the kind of kid who is constantly seeking a thrill. they are very idyllic and sees the best in everyone and every thing. they have their head stuck in the clouds most days which is also part of why they jump from person to person. i imagine they prob had a different best friend that they were totally obsessed with every summer in provincetown, and then they’d come back the next summer and be onto the next! they are obsessed with being in that hazy phase at the beginning of a friendship when everything is all new and shiny. they don’t want to stick around for when their little habits and gimmicks get old. 

random headcanons

stick and poke king

you know those little braided friendship bracelets? like THESE. well kai is obsessed w making them. has had the same one on his ankle since they were like 12 so wc!! for the person who has the other one <3 

huge environmentalist !!! SAVE THE TURTLES

does yoga every morning 

can be kinda a dick sometimes :/ doesn’t hold attention well so he’ll just interrupt you with a new thought or just be flippant at times and it may seem like he’s not paying attention , and ... well he isn’t 

has their hair dyed a different color every summer. sometimes changes it mid summer too <3 

has no idea what they want to do in life! they are just majoring in psychology because it seemed interesting 

wanted connections 

best buddy 

ex best buddy (re: last bullet point of my intro) 

an ex perhaps ?

summer fling

first kiss /  and / or first love 

someone that just rly does not like him (understandably so)

step sibling (this comes w a back story so not sure it will work but perhaps we could discuss if we pick up second muses) 

members of the snack pack he only knows about through stories since he was only there in the summer and maybe they were always away during the summer

[siilvcs]

               𝕚𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 : ᴋᴀɪ ꜱɪʟᴠᴀ as ｆｒａｎｋ ｏｃｅａｎ

↳ kai arrives at the villa sporting newly dyed blue hair, frank’s iconic why be ___ shirt, headphones over his ears, and a microphone at hand. 

[siilvcs]

moonbvrds​

she needed out — out of the house, out of her family’s view, somewhere no one would expect to find her, yet still hidden within provincetown. which was exactly why she ended up in the sneaky dive bar she had always eyed, but never had the guts to actually go in. this time around she did, by herself on a thursday night. she had told her parents she was at the studio practicing her ballet. instead, she put a hoodie over her leotard and walked here.

her eyebrows peaked when she heard her name. it caused her heart to drop to her stomach. ‘ jesus… ’, she groaned when she found only kai by her. she did another glance around the room before landing her eyes back on him. ‘ yeah… i actually was on my way to the debutante and thought this was the venue. guess not… ’, sawyer joked with almost no emotion on her face as she rested her cheek on her hand. ‘ what’re you doing here ? ’

“ha,” he lets out a pointed faux laugh before hoisting himself up onto the barstool next to her. “what do you think ? getting away from fucking frank silva. he started talking to me about investing and i dipped,” they shrug before leaning over the bar top and flagging down the bartender. “could i get a corona ?” they order before glancing over at sawyer, then back toward the bartender. “and uhh,” they hesitate. it’s not like they owe sawyer anything — the two of barely talked since the business ordeal with their fathers. “and whatever the miserable blonde wants, too,” he says before glancing over at sawyer expectantly. 

[siilvcs]

(1) imessage ⇌ kai

rory: NO NO

rory: I !! AM PRO PINEAPPLE ON PIZZA !! AND I WAS GNNA SAY ITS MYYYY FAVORITE FRUIT

rory: your thoughts are correct WHEW finally a non pineapple hater!!

rory: i accidentally bought an extra large pizza and i wanted to know if i could come over and share it w you!

kai: people who hate pineapple are lying to themselves...it's DELICIOUS

kai: perhaps not my first pizza topping of choice but i don't mind a lil island treat

kai: fuck yeah

kai: let's do it. ill supply 🍻🍻

[natalieswood-deactivated2021100]

THAT ‘70S SHOW ― 07.15 “It’s All Over Now”

[siilvcs]

(1) imessage ⇌ kai

rory: hi hi hi

rory: are you anti pineapple on pizza

rory: this is urgent

kai: dont 🤚🏽

kai: look it's not that i'm pro pineapple on pizza it's just that i dont think its terrible

kai: plus pineapple is my fav fruit

kai: i have a lot of thoughts on this ok?

kai: why

[tastefullyoffensive]

[siilvcs]

darcyfms​

Darcy had never been the emotional one in the group. That fell on just about anyone else’s shoulders. Losing his temper wasn’t really his thing. He was always more likely to say something and hurt your feelings rather than scream or punch his way out. Radiating positivity with laughter and smiles also wasn’t his thing. Pessimistic, perhaps. Particularly sad? No. Running to the group in tears was never an option for him. Needing support from others wasn’t exactly his style. Perhaps that’s just how he was, perhaps that was because of his parents, perhaps It was because he was a virgo, perhaps It was a lot of things and perhaps It was nothing that made him like that. There were some things he’d never understand about himself. His apathy was one of those things, but a far bigger one was currently staring him right in the face: It hurt when Kai refused to look at him. Why did It hurt?

“Well, I doubt that’s true.” He replied easily. Though he might have been feeling more things than he was used to, Darcy always managed to stay casual. He always managed to appear confident. Even if he wasn’t feeling rather confident these days. “Anyways, even if that were true. I’m sorry about your friend, but I don’t particularly like Nessa. If I’m going to die this young, I’d at least want someone I like to do It.” And that was the issue with Darcy. He was always hot and cold. He’d leave in a second without another word, and come back just as quickly. Deep down, he wasn’t trying to be an asshole. Deep down, he just wanted to be Kai’s friend again. But even he wasn’t willing to admit all of that. “I’m shocked you came. Usually you spend the summer sneaking around town. Tell me, is that for you or for me?” He questions curiously, and just like that, he’d become an asshole again. 

. 

kai stops in his tracks at darcy’s words. i’d at least want someone i like to do it. they make kai’s head spin, and he hates the fact that darcy still has that effect on him. that darcy can still say things that make him second guess himself. that make his heart stammer. and just as quickly as he’s caught off guard, he regains his composure again. because darcy could never go very long without reverting back to his usual personality, the personality kai had convinced themself they hated. it had once been something they loved about him, but they’d never admit that now. darcy had a big enough ego for the both of them. 

kai rolls his eyes. “first of all, you don’t like me. you’ve made that abundantly clear, yeah?” they cock their head to the side. “and second of all, i don’t actively avoid you. that would mean i cared.” their eyes search darcy’s face, though he’s sure his words could never penetrate very far. as far as he was concerned, darcy had long since cared about what kai of all people thought of him. “why are you talking to me anyway? i thought you didn’t want to be friends.” 

[siilvcs]

location: outside nessa’s house status: closed starter for @nessaism​

it was just past midnight and kai’s phone had been dead for the past two hours. not that they minded being unreachable —  in fact they often preferred it. but it did make getting ahold of their friends a lot more difficult, which is why they found themselves just below nessa’s window like a true cliche, throwing pebbles up at the glass in order to get her attention. the light was off, and he wasn’t even sure she was home, but he was in dire need of an adventure to keep himself from going mad in this small town, and nessa had always been their go-to on nights like these. “psssst ! nessa !” they whisper shouted from the side yard, “open your window !”

[siilvcs]

location: some dive bar in provincetown  status: closed starter for @moonbvrds​

it wasn’t such a surprise that kai would escape the wrath of their mundane father’s suburban life in the middle of the week by sneaking off to their favorite dive bar downtown, but what was a surprise was seeing a familiar head of blonde hair at the bar when he arrived. maybe they didn’t know sawyer wilson as well as they thought — after all, the last time they had any sort of semblance of a conversation they’d been practically kids —  but they didn’t quite picture the girl they’d always seen as a puppet on her mother’s strings to be at a seedy bar like this. she could definitely afford to be at one of the bougie bars with the sixteen dollar cocktails. although, so could he. 

“sawyer wilson,” he announced his arrival by sidling up beside her, leaning his weight onto his elbow propped on the bar. she’s pretended not to know who he was all summer — which, fair enough, he understood the circumstance well enough, but it’s not like he cared much for his father’s business affairs anyway. “are you lost?”

[jimmysea]

Dad? It wasn’t a joke. It’s just over. + 

[siilvcs]

darcyfms​:

𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐅𝐭: 𝐊𝐚𝐢 - @siilvcs​​

Everyone in their friend group knew that Vanessa was a bit unhinged. Like It or not, he had something in common with her. The pair always kept everyone guessing. While Darcy’s moves were quiet and secretive, hers were loud and impulsive. Inviting her to hang out was like inviting a bomb with an invisible timer. You know it’ll go off but when? Then of course there was Sawyer. She was much less involved with drama, but far more involved with Darcy. Nessa hated him after a three month fling in high school. Sawyer spent two years loving and living with him, only to be dumped after one too many lies. There was too much between them, and another bomb waiting to go off. Aside from them, there was also a group of flings, hookups, friends with benefits, and friends he left behind that probably had some choice words. There was just Darcy and all the bombs he’d created for himself. Even with all those issues, all those people that didn’t exactly love him right now, and all those mistakes…

He was most nervous to see Kai. No one hated him more. No one was hurt by him more. No one hurt him more. Their past was confusing, messy and unresolved. And this summer was going to feel like a marathon unless they got onto some sort of common ground. At least enough to say hello to one another and move on. “So you just going to ignore me the entire summer or…” He questioned, walking up beside the other. Just his luck that Kai and him were the first ones here. Perhaps, he should’ve remembered how easy It is for their group to run late. His eyes shift to the drink he just made for himself a moment prior. “Unless you plan on poisoning my drink to quicken things up.”

.

the problem with going back to the same small town every summer meant seeing the same. people. every. damn. summer. kai had never been quite good at staying in touch, at maintaining healthy, long term relationships and friendships. so every year he came back to provincetown he was faced with the difficult task of avoiding particular people, or dancing around awkward and delicate situations like with sosa. and then there was the snackpack aspect of it all — the fact that half the people they’d intended to avoid belonged same friend group was an issue. the fact that they were only part of said friend group because of nessa was another issue entirely.  

and then there was darcy — who hadn’t been just a one summer friendship at all. which made it hurt worse, cut deeper. darcy had been the exception to one of kai’s many rules,  one of the very few people they felt they could pick up where they left off each summer. until he became just another provincetown native to avoid. which seemed to be becoming increasingly difficult this summer — that familiar head of floppy brown hair seemed to be on every street corner. they’d only accepted the invitation to hang out at the park because nessa had convinced them, and had decided that showing up stoned was the best option in making it through. so when they’d thought they’d been running late — they’d wound up arriving on time. early, in fact. if it wasn’t by chance than perhaps someone had made a deal with the devil, which had resulted in kai arriving at the same time as darcy. and though they pretended not to notice that darcy was there too, they very much did. it wasn’t until darcy caught up beside him and he heard his voice that he finally acknowledged his presence, despite the fact that he refused to even lift his gaze to meet the other’s. “plan on it,” he replies flatly, looking back toward the rows of cars to see if anyone else had pulled in yet. silence. 

he finally turns to look at darcy and gives him a tight lipped smile. “i sincerely do not care enough about you to poison your drink. have you given nessa the idea though?” 

[draumas]

EVAN MOCK BY MICHAEL CUKR (2021)

[siilvcs]

rory.

starter status: open 

location: jacob’s bbq

            there’s no such thing as too much ketchup. well, at least not in rory’s very humble opinion. an on looker might have a very different opinion. she focuses on squeezing the remaining sauce from the half empty bottle intently – just to make sure she didn’t spill any onto her new bright flowery sundress. there’s  a mound of ketchup piled nearly as high as the hamburger beside it on her plate before tragedy strikes. empty. “oh fucking..” she huffs in irritation, shaking the bottle a little bit in an effort to shimmy down more sauce.  she looks around the table before her for a new bottle. again, to no avail. “what kinda barbeque runs out of ketchup!” she complains to the person nearby her, hardly paying any attention to who she’s speaking to. rory just needed to mourn out loud. “you wouldn’t happen to have any ketchup on you, would you?” 

kai walked around the table of food, barefoot, shirtless, a firecracker popsicle in hand and sunglasses covering his eyes. he was in search of the red plastic beaded necklace he’d brought with him, which had a plastic shot glass hanging from the string. they seemed to have only put it down a minute before it disappeared completely. their search was disrupted by the sound of a sweet voice that was clearly frustrated — looking up to see rory on the other side of the table, an annoyed look on her face, and a pile of ketchup on her plate. they pull the popsicle out of their mouth with a pop and furrow their brow. “we didn’t run out of ketchup,” he says, lifting his sunglasses to rest on the top of his head. “it’s all on your plate, kid.” 

[littlemusings]

[siilvcs]

nessa.

location: jacob’s bbq / near the fire pit with: ANYONE ( it’s open !! ) 

nessa was always the talk of the town for never going anywhere and her mother being the town’s drunk .  it was no wonder when all her friends came back being successful – that people would talk about the girl who never left . “ i swear they have nothing better to do then shit on my family. “ referring to the older ladies who gossip about everything .  “ if i could hit an old lady – no doubt i would . “  then turning to the person next to her. “ i’m joking ?” she chuckles as she really wasn’t , but she didn’t want to be scary to people .  even if the girl had rage issues to the extreme. “ just get me blackout drunk and let me forget this bullshit. “  grabbing a beer from the cooler next to her and popping it open . “ i’ll be on my best behavior . “ taking a swig with a sigh .

"fuck ‘em,” he crinkles his nose at the older ladies whispering to each other, staring in their direction. they looked over at nessa and shook their head, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips at the idea of having to pry her petite self off of two gossiping provincetown moms. “don’t you dare,” he laughs, then looks back to the ladies. “but you could definitely take ‘em, so. i won’t stop you.” they shoot her.a grin and nod their head in agreement, turning around to rummage through the pink jansport backpack they’d brought along with them to the beach. “you’re going to need this if you want to get blacked out,” they say mischeviously, pulling out a bottle of patron they’d stolen from their dad’s liquor cabinet. 

[siilvcs]

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