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You're the one that rules your world Scarlett Vandervort Twenty Constance Graduate Biomedical Science Major at Brown University

[sincere-scarlett]

sophiavandervort :

“The spiked peach iced tea, please. Hold the spike.”

.”Can you get me one of those too? Definitely holding the spike.”

[sincere-scarlett]

full name: Savannah Prescott-Hunter age: 26 star sign: Aries occupation: Paramedic fc: Kara Killmer

petty scale: 3.5/10 - her pettiness is situational.

likes: beautiful boys, beautiful girls, beautiful people, studying, the smell of vanilla, messing with Uncle Jake’s dumb ass, big dogs, the colour blue, white Russians, bar stools that spin, things that sparkle, the beach house, flirting, dad’s ridiculous hat collection dislikes: talking about her feelings, red lipstick, the gross air fresheners her partner insists on hanging in the ambulance, negative vibes, bullies, any kind of shaming, snakes, double denim

#quickfacts

Of all of the Prescott-Hunter children, Savannah is the most like her step-mom Isobel. Of course, Logan’s influence made her a delightful person and Isobel’s no longer as cold-hearted as she once was, but everyone who was around for the reign of Isobel Prescott could clearly point out the similarities. She’s driven, confident, commands the attention of any room. However, while she got most of Isobel’s good qualities, she also inherited her emotional distance, bluntness, and sometimes lack of empathy.

Savannah keeps most people at a distance. Her immediate family will always be incredibly important to her, but she simply doesn’t have the emotional strength to care too strongly about anyone else that might enter her life. She claims that she doesn’t care for the mother who abandoned her on her father’s doorstep as a baby, that she doesn’t want to know who she is, but really she just doesn’t want to hear the excuses. She doesn’t have the compassion to forgive her and she doesn’t need to know why her mother refused to love her. She doesn’t have space for that negative energy in her life.

If you know her, chances are she has made eyes at you. Savannah may not have the heart to love you, or the time between her shifts in the ambulance to give you more than a quickie in a hospital supply closet, but you best believe what little time you do get with her will rock your entire world.

While she may come across as cold and distant at times, Savannah is fantastic at her job. She cares enough about her patients to never give up on them and if someone dies out there on her watch, she’ll be the first one to reach out and comfort that person’s loved ones. At work, she is one of the most caring and compassionate people in the whole of New York, but it’s draining. Caring about people you don’t actually know is easy. If the patient dies, it’s devastating, but she can go home and not have to mourn for the rest of her life. If they live and they’re oh so grateful, she can smile and hold their hand without fear that they’re going to leave her life at any given second. As bad as it may sound they aren’t important to her.

Honestly, Savannah is just terrified to let any one else close to her. She has her parents and she has Carter and Angel. The more people you let into your life, the more people you have to lose. Savannah doesn’t want to be cast aside again... and she certainly doesn’t want to end up clinging to a paramedic as she begs them to save someone’s life. The thought of losing her family is scary enough, she doesn’t need to add to that.

That being said, Savannah does have friends. She doesn’t let people behind her walls, but she is still one of the loveliest people you could ever meet. She’ll help people if she can and when she has the night off you know she’s going out to the nearest club with a group of friends to get absolutely wasted. She knows how to have fun, she’s just guarded, and most people have learned to accept that.

#family

Parents: Isobel Prescott & Logan Hunter (Scarlett Vandervort - Bio Mom)

Sisters: Carter & Angel Prescott-Hunter, Ronnie Vandervort (secret), Harper Walker (secret)

Aunts & Uncles: Camille & Jake Hunter, Sapphire & Sophia Vandervort (secret)

Cousins: Steve Dawson, ___ Hunter, Kyle & Eli Hunter, Jade & Opal VanderBuren (secret), Lex & Stella Walker (secret)

Other: Liv Prescott (step-mom’s cousin), June Sparks (through Liv), Amber Dawson (cousin’s sister), Aaron & Alex Vandervort (secret-mother’s cousins) Joseph & Eddie Vandervort (through Aaron, adopted, secret)

#connections

Friends: tbd

Hook-Ups: Holly Abrams, Emmy Vanderbilt (a mess TM), Joseph Vandervort (hate-hook-up to dead inside friends)

Colleagues: Rani Cooper (school placement/mom’s a doctor)

Please help me add more!!

[sincere-scarlett]

At the #springfling event, Scarlett has been chosen by the codeword "Van Gogh". What she doesn't know just yet is that her match is also known as: Jason Walker!!

Van Gogh… Cool. [ exasperated sigh ] Wonder which art student that could possibly be.

[sincere-scarlett]

Fairball Recap~

Same for this, it will be finished, but y’all should know now XD

Okay, so Scarlett and Benji went to the Fairchild Ball together, but neither of them really wanted to be there with each other TBH. Jason and Layla also went together, something that Scarlett noticed. She also spotted Benji kissing Louise and she spiralled into a low self esteem thought process about how she was never anyone‘s first choice. This led to her finally caving and kissing Benji for the first time on the dance floor.

Jason, seeing this, flipped his shit and pulled Benji off of Scarlett and punched him. A very public yelling scene occurred and Scarlett ended up storming out of there. On her way to the exit, Layla had some snide comments to throw out there about having sex with Jason, probably mentioned Scarlett’s dad, idk but Scarlett snapped and punched her cousin square in the face. This was also hella public.

Jason followed her outside and some more yelling ensued (less public, but if your character is nosy, they could have followed too) and Jason spilled some feelings. Scarlett asked if it was true that he he had slept with Layla and he dodged around the question like “Why do you care who I sleep with?” and Scarlett yelled about how having sex with her cousin wasn’t how you got a girl to like you. Jason spilled some self depreciating shit about how Scarlett would never like a guy like him and she was all “You never even asked me!?!?!” And lol so he does ask her and she just... “I’m tired.” and leaves.

Addie, who saw everything, followed Scarlett home and found her trying to bandage her own hand cause she punched wrong and there was swelling and bruising and she probably fractured or dislocated something tbh. But yes, Addie helped her (#MedStudents) and she still has her hand wrapped at this Spring Fling event~

@itsyaboy-jase, @princexx-layla, @notbenjaminxbenji, @doctor-addie

[sincere-scarlett]

princexx-layla :

                       I’m sure I can make Mr Hunter more than laugh.

                      Layla, really. He’s a married man.

[sincere-scarlett]

logantheluscious :

If anyone actually manages to make my dad laugh, I’ll personally see that there’s a hall of fame made up in your name in our house just so no one ever forgets.

Anyone besides my mom ‘cause that’d just be cheating. And she already has a hall of fame in our house.

[ Appearing as if from nowhere and heading right into those arms ]

[sincere-scarlett]

[ F L A S H B A C K ]

[sincere-scarlett]

comeonekamal :

God. Ow. Fuck. Motherfucker.

Hello little girl whose name is escaping me at the moment, I think I’m fine, I can just – [tries to get up, does not succeed] uh…. Huh. This feels bad. Is that blood? Am I bleeding?

Scarlett. I’m-... Oh my gosh! Don’t you dare stand up. [ tentatively, her hands settle on his shoulders to make sure he doesn’t try again ] Yes. Yes, it’s blood. I- You might have a concussion, so please don’t stand up, but if you let me I can try to stop the bleeding. And I can call you an ambulance?

[sincere-scarlett]

dalgaardisms :

“You heard right.” He nodded. “Let me guess, your parents are riding you, and the stress is too much? Don’t worry, I’ve got all kinds of things to help you ace your tests. Are you looking for Adderall, or something harder?” Right, right. Exams. She looked like a lady, so he was inclined to believe her, but you never really could tell. “We’ve got party specials going on, so it’s fair pricing on everything.”

“Something like that.” Truth was her parents weren’t the ones piling on the pressure-- she was. “I don’t-...” What did she want? Adderall could be fine, right? At regulation doses for things like ADHD it was perfectly safe. People took that every day so she would be fine... Wouldn’t she? “Yes. I want that.” Scarlett looked around her nervously as she spoke, making sure no one could hear her or that they weren’t paying too much attention to her speaking with the local drug dealer. “Just-... How much?”

[sincere-scarlett]

uptomia :

“Ugh, not again.”

“I cannot believe that there was once a time in my life where high school boys were the epitome of hot and mysterious. If I get one more call to St. Jude’s about a guy who swallowed solid gold marbles – solid. gold. – because ‘his bro Chad dared him to’ I’m going to scream.”

“Are you serious? A guy swallowed solid gold marbles? I mean, I know some people stupid enough to do that, but that still doesn’t make it any less ridiculous. How do you even begin to clear his airways? Wait... how big were these marbles?”

[sincere-scarlett]

[ F L A S H B A C K ]

Synopsis: It was Scarlett’s freshman year of high school and she was just getting out of the library after a late night of studying when she noticed someone in the distance stumble, fall and hit his head. She wasn’t even sure what had happened to him, but she ran over, soon realising it was the super dreamy senior Kamal Singh. Super Dreamy Senior Kamal Singh was bleeding from the head. Scarlett released her grip on her books and dropped to her knees beside him as they hit the ground.

Hey. Hey, are you okay? Can you hear me? You’re bleeding. Can you sit up for me? Mister Kamal, sir? [ reaches out to touch his shoulder ]

@comeonekamal

[sincere-scarlett]

notbenjaminxbenji :

itsyaboy-jase :

                  Archibald senior had just been dragged out by the scruff of the neck. But Jason didn’t really care and hadn’t paid a jot of attention to the whole thing. Gossip Girl would undoubtedly fill him in later. Right now his attention was on one Benji Howell, and the fact that his arm was draped around the waist of Scarlett Vandervort as they made –what he was sure would be exceedingly polite–  conversation with Ms Fitzherbert.

It mildly disgusted him, watching them laugh and smile together. His scowl deepened as he drained the last of his third scotch and placed the glass on the tray of a passing waiter. He was definitely drunk now, and it still wasn’t enough for him to forget about her presence, or the fact that some no name neanderthal had his arm around her waist.

Fuck it, he was way too sober for this. He needed another drink.

He’d just started moving through the crowd towards the bar when he saw Howells hand, slipping downwards and definitely into ass territory and pulling Scarlett to him as they walked away from Ms Fitzherbert, and then he leaned in and kissed her.  It was all a bit of a blur after that, his drunk brain thoroughly over ruling any part of him that was even slightly sober.

His hand hurt, and Benji Howell was sprawled on the marble floor, holding his now bleeding nose with a bewildered look on his stupid face. His pulse thundered in his ears, but he slowly became aware of the people watching him, again.

                   One second he’d been pulling Scarlett to him and kissing her –a new and welcome activity for them– and the next a fist had collided with his face and sent him reeling onto the marble floor.

                          ‘What the fuck!?’ 

                  His hand came away from his nose bloodied and he stared up at Jason Walker with a look that was equal parts confusion and outrage. A vein throbbed dangerously in the other mans temple even as he shook out the hand that had just punched him in the face. Good. His mother had always said he was hard headed, and he was sickly amused by the fact that his jaw had hurt Jason’s hand.

                He was also dimly aware of people and that they were all staring. Surely Archibald’s father getting arrested was more entertaining than watching him get punched, but apparently not.

He pushed himself up, ignoring the bloody smear he left behind on the floor in favor of crowding into Walker’s personal space and snarling at him.

                            ‘What. The. Fuck?’

                It was a nice evening- there was no denying that- but Scarlett would be lying if she said she wouldn’t rather be anywhere else. Dating Benji was just... not anything like she imagined and all it did was bring to her attention that she was now not the first choice for not one, but two men. It wouldn’t have taken a rocket scientist to figure out that Benji would much rather be in the company of Louise and don’t even get her started on Jason and Layla. Not that that mattered.

                So, whatever. Benji was leading her off to wherever before she realised that he might just be leaning in for a kiss. No, he was definitely going for it and Scarlett just didn’t have the strength to fight him on it anymore. Maybe if she would just show a little more interest, perhaps she would become a first choice; not a second, not a way to pass the time, not to impress dumbass friends.

                The only other person Scarlett had kissed was Logan and, honestly, she couldn’t help but compare them. She was very hyper-aware of the fact his hand was on her ass and he definitely wasn’t as gentle as Logan had been- sure she had been crying at the time, but still.

                However, before she could form any solid opinions on it, Benji was being pulled from her and was suddenly on the floor, bleeding. “Jason!” She practically screamed his name before finding herself pushing between the two men in an attempt to separate them. “Stop it! Stop it!”

[sincere-scarlett]

dalgaardisms :

“Yep. You’re…” One of the Vandervorts, she had to be. But which one? Process of elimination–she couldn’t be the youngest, and she didn’t look drunk enough to be the middle kid. That left…. “Scarlett, right? Nice dress.”

Scarlett smiled a little, “Yeah, that’s me. Thanks.” She briefly looked down at the dress before returning her gaze to him. “I heard you can get things for people? Um... I don’t want-...” Taking a moment to collect herself, she took a nervous breath. “I need something that helps people focus. Something that will keep me awake. I have exams and... you know?”

[sincere-scarlett]

notbenjaminxbenji :

                    Oh hey, there you are. It’s fine, babe, I know you’ve gotta be polite to all your parents friends and do the small talk thing. I did find our table, but I was looking for you to see if you wanted anything from the bar.

                   You were? [ no, she knew exactly where he had been, not that it should matter ] But yeah, there’s a lot of people and they all seem to want to talk. Could we maybe go get some of those orangey prosecco drinks? [ Scarlett rarely drank, but those couldn’t be too bad, right? ]

[sincere-scarlett]

princexx-layla :

                Why are you such a petty little brat Scarlett? I don’t remember asking for your opinion.

It was moments like these when Scarlett found herself wishing she could be more like Sapphire. Sure, she could defend herself when provoked- maybe- but how could she say anything negative to her cousin without her making it out to be a bitter or petty comment? Neither of which she was. Obviously. She just... hated this. Why did she have to be so mean?

“Your date’s probably looking for you. You’ve kept him waiting long enough, no?” She couldn’t even look at her.

[sincere-scarlett]

princexx-layla :

                  As our patron saint Kesha says, ‘the party don’t start till I walk in’

                I think you’ll find you’re late and the party started ages ago.

[sincere-scarlett]

notbenjaminxbenji :

                  Really, I’m flattered, Ma’am. But I’m here with Scarlett Vandervort, and it would be rude of me to just abandon her.

                    *under his breath as she walks away* Plus you’re probably the same age as my mom and that’s just weird.

                 I appreciate the sentiment. Sorry, I’ve been trying to find you, but I’ve been stopped every couple of steps. Did you find our table? It’s on the left side.

[sincere-scarlett]

doctor-addie :

              Okay, but do you think this is what Cinderella felt like at the ball? I mean, I’m sure there were just as many over bearing moms and just as much glitz and wow it’s enough to make a girls head spin.

             I’d believe it. Don’t even get me started on the over bearing moms though. Mine is just fine, but you will not believe the amount of other people’s moms that keep trying to interrogate me. Are you having fun?