If you think about it
he really is just a sloppier version of Peter Pan
except instead of The Lost Boys
it’s his rowdy friends that make him act like a different person
and instead of Tinker Bell
it’s his ex girlfriend who he thinks has magic laced into her skin and sells pixie dust
and instead of Never Land
it’s his messy apartment filled with take out boxes and old Jimi Hendrix records
and there’s misery floating through the air suffocating you with every breath you take
and instead of Captain Hook
it’s his own fears and insecurities
threatening to spill out all over you
and when they finally, finally do
you’ll have to clean it up
because if you don’t
instead of growing up
he’ll fall into a pit of his own emptiness
and grab your ankle
trying to save himself
and you’ll both drown
* 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫 〉 BACK TO THE PAST ( 2010 ) . ﹕ ft. 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘺 .
he’s loud , fists showing a wooden door no mercy . meet three times with complaints and answered two times with fuck off’s and once with fuck off please . seven am on the dot , usual attire of running shoes and basketball shorts ( plus the added headache left over by what he assumed was one too many drinks ) . has no sense , nor c o n s i d e r a t i o n , refuses to acknowledge the fact that his dear friend might want to sleep in for once . though in all honesty , did he really care ? fuck no . showcases pearly whites when a door swings open , figure resting against a visible doorframe . “ the fuck man , you forget about me ? “ tone lacks of all seriousness . orbs of lucent honey drifting before giving him a reason to shake his head , “ you gonna stop looking at me like that ? “ “ you acting like this is something new , come on get dressed . as much fun as this has been i’m not trynna stand in this hallway for the rest of the morning for your weird ass neighbors to yell at me . they already didn’t like my wakeup call “ @kennyfm
* 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚 〉 BACK TO THE PAST ( 2010 ) . ﹕ ft. 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦 .
there’s an ache in her body that proclaims , actions of such sort have turned into a nostalgic memory . something hard to ignore when reminders are in painful breaths , and tired legs that have found home in freshly cut grass granted to make her itch . seconds come and go , and the brunette even begs delicate digits to muster up the strength to capture a plastic water bottle and offer relief to a overheated body . fails . as she finds herself confined to a sprawled out position , leafy hues engrossed in clear skies . “ bon . . . . “ a voice that hits the air in a whine , “ tell me you remember how much i drink last night , “ finally becomes mobile as she lifts her upper body up , “ because i totally swear it wasn’t even that much !! “ pauses , “ but like i haven’t been this hungover since . . . . “ “ since like freshman year after , god after that party mason invited us too where i lost my phone , shoes , and hair extensions . “ swore she was too tired to smile but somehow one finds their way to her lips , “ seriously , i am not okay right now . please please go kick coaches ass for making us run suicides when i feel like this .. and maybe grab me my water too “ @palmeiros
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* bopping along to rude boy by rihanna is 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐍𝐀 ❝ 𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎 ❞ 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 , the twenty one year old cis woman thrown back to their hospitality management with some of her memories . voted most likely to star in their own reality tv show , rizo was known for being flamboyant & loquacious , go figures you'd always find them giving drunk pep talks in the girls bathroom , but grew up to be punctual & hard headed.
hi .. how ya doing ? it’s me ... again . gi back again with my second muse who is just ... have you seen her ? stunning . beautiful . the mother i never had , the sister everybody would want , and the friend everybody deserves . ASDFGHJ . let me stop . down below is a little about my baby doll and if you already liked my last post i’ll definitely be bothering you about plotting with this baby too !!
* 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .
gold wings dangling in between collar bones , sun light parting cloudy skies , vowels dipped in honey , baths filled with rose petals , sketches under a cotton candy sunset .
* 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .
full name. arizona scarlett gilbert . nickname(s). rizo , ari , zo , zona . preferred name. rizo and/or ari . past age. twenty one . present age. thirty one . date of birth. october eleventh . zodiac. libra . gender. cis woman . pronouns. she and her . sexuality. heterosexual . younger faceclaim. charlotte d’alessio . older faceclaim. alycia debnam carey .
* 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 .
( death , specifically cancer ).
in her first cry , she was gifted an echo . something said to be a miracle especially upon ears that had once suffered the news of a lost future of bearing children . that night , prayers of thank you’s were sent to the heavens , and mouths were stuff with love sculpted by two pairs of glimmering emerald hues .
granted fifteen years of sweetness and happiness that painted countenances . the two were split from the same soul . her sister was contagious and arizona was syrupy . never each other’s shadow , just each other’s biggest fan . the girls were great apart , but together they were unstoppable . but just like summer sunshine , rapid thunderstorms creep up on you without warning . their thunder fell into their ears as a disease too far along to promise hope . in the blink of an eye , cancer had disguised itself as her twin sister , the light that once sparkled in her eyes died out .
equivalent to a nightmare , when the sun forgets to rise and feet forgot how to move ; she was haunted by a ghost who had her face . swore she could hear her in the dead of the night , and sometimes even in broad daylight . grief left her clinging to bedsheets that still lingered of her sister’s memory , and soon her emerald hues became a reminder of a child lost . she no longer had her sister to hide behind , and her parent’s were no longer able to pretend they could look her in the eye .
reminded herself she was alive until tears hung in her eyes and screams left her mouth until voice was no longer recognizable . she might not be able to live life by her sister’s side , but she could live life for her sister . that night , her hands were drenched in cold glue from gluing herself back together . and after that , cloudy skies cleared and only the lingering smell of raindrops remained . she’d never get over it , but she would not become it .
* 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 .
grief no longer visible in tawny features , she radiated a warmness that seemed to be nothing but intoxicating . clung to a desperation to escape a town filled with broken hearts and disappointment and took a big deep breath of a new beginning at rom valley university .
she was a face you spotted everywhere , on the sidelines with pom poms in her hands and in class whispering about how she had no idea what was going on . being involved was something she thrived on , and because of that she was known for being the social butterfly , the chatter bug , and the girl who always had a smile on her face .
not a dumb girl , but she happened to be one of those people who prioritized their social life instead of their grades . had to really apply herself for anything above a low b , but as we all say c’s get degree’s . and truthfully she was more worried enjoying life rather then having a break down over a calculus class .
had a bad habit of speaking without thinking , and feeling without processing . life is too short so she refuses to be someone who keeps her emotions bottled up . instead wears them in facial expressions and words of anger or joy or sadness . if you did something wrong , she’ll tell you . if she’s feeling a type of way , you’ll know . but because of this she is very forward with showing those she cares about , she cares about them . her love language is pecks on the lips and i love you’s before she ends the call .
* 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 .
not as open as she used to be , but she still shines bright . learned to bite her tongue and control her careless ways . in some ways , she simply just matured , no longer that twenty year old something that can get away with screaming in the rain because she needed to get it off her chest .
thinks about her sister more then she did before , her mother says it’s because she’s experiencing firsts that she wishes her sister was there to see . she still refuses to show her bleeding wounds , instead bandages them up every night and whispers i miss you’s to the sky .
fell into the career of a wedding planner and has never been so in love with a job before , it’s everything she had ever hoped for . she gets to be creative , interact with people on the daily , and make other’s happy . though , it has made her a true romantic .
her relationship with her parents is special , something that formed as she got older and began to understand that yes she lost her other half , but they too lost a child . she’s grateful for her parents and is constantly reminding herself to give them some extra love . at the end of the day , they are all she has .
she lives in the city of new york in a beautiful apartment , and while it is such a different atmosphere then the small town she was raised in , she enjoys it . but her being her , she still needs to experience as much as she can and so you’ll her packing her bags every so often and living it up in a different country or a different city for a few weeks and of course dragging a few of her friends with her .
* 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 .
it feels like a case of deja vu , so familiar she has to stop and think about it for a little . swears she see’s pieces of her future in her dreams , and yet they feel so real it’s almost as if she’s already lived it . sometimes she feels like she’s going crazy , but most time she’s losing herself in the moment .
* 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒 .
she wears her sister’s ashes in a wing shaped necklace , and later on decided to get something permanent via tattoo . her tattoo is located on her inner arm and looks a little something like this .
she’s a travel bug , and has been to countless of places . she’s one of those people who has a journal tucked away with every single place she has ever wanted to visit and she will complete her list .
in college , she was one of those people who wrote the prettiest notes that you have ever seen , did she waste more time writing them then actually studying ? yes .
she started playing soccer in elementary school and actually studied at rvu on a scholarship . it was one of the first activities that arizona did outside of her sister and after her passing it because a way to get her mind off of her passing .
* 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .
* again , these are simply just ideas to give us something to start with , i am open to anything that is not mentioned as well am completely and totally okay with switching things around and adding things to these ideas !!! i love plotting and bouncing ideas off of each other so don’t be afraid to stray !
LOOK , WE’RE IN TUNE , WE’RE IN SYNC . EYE TO EYE , DON’T NEED TO THINK ( PAST/PRESENT CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . labeled as the duo to be reckoned with , there’s love between these two that not even words could explain . a friendship that has last a decade , you can hear them constantly giggle how they’re soulmates . that’s just their bond . secrets , laughter , memories , communication without words , a lifetime of inside jokes , being attached at the hip . this is just a forever thing .
WE’RE BOTH DROWNING IN GASOLINE , BURNING OVER TIME . ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . this friend is someone that arizona held close to her heart , when memories crept back up on her and that empty feeling in her heart escape bars she seemed to always find comfort in this person . and always promised them , that they could find comfort or at least a set of ears in her .
I KNOW YOU SAID LEAVE , BUT FUCK WHAT YOU SAID . CAUSE YOU’RE STEADY CRAWLING ON YOUR KNEES AGAIN , YOU NEED A FRIEND ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . this was someone that brought the worse out in arizona . they are the whispers of careless actions in each other ears and blurry lines of what they are to each other . stolen kisses and screaming voices the consequence of that . but regardless of where they stand in one another’s life , they’re the prime example that not every bond should last .
SAME CREW , I AIN’T HANGING WITH NO NEW BITCH ( PAST/PRESENT CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . a group of friend who’s energy is contagious . in college they were the ones people watched from afar and earned for something just like it . they had their fair share of fallout’s , nights of blacking out and holding each other’s hair back , hungover brunches , embarrassing stories during each other’s weddings , but their bond is for life .
I MIGHT BREAK UP WITH YOU , JUST TO MAKE UP WITH YOU . AT THE END OF THE DAY , BOY , YOU KNOW THAT I’M ABOUT TO WAKE UP WITH YOU . ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . the most serious relationship arizona had in college , and it was mixed with such high and low moments but regardless the two always found their way back to each other . for arizona , she was in love and they were all she wanted . no matter what .
MANY TIMES WE FELT IT , CAME CLOSE FOR A MINUTE . WRONG PLACE , WRONG TIME , YOU WERE ALMOST MINE . ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . it always felt like more . lingering touches and avoiding the conversation , almost never given the right opportunity to say how they really felt and in return for years watched one another fall in and out of love with other people .
* bopping along to forever by drake is 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑 , the twenty two year old cis man thrown back to their business days with none of his memories . voted most likely to move out the country , alis was known for being resilient & facetious , go figures you'd always find them being threatened to be kicked off of the football team , but grew up to be audacious & untrusting .
what’s happening cuties ! listen , i cannot join a group without giving the fattest and biggest warning that despite being in the rpc for a minute now , i still suck at introductions . embarrassing luv , i know asdj . i’m gi(anna) , i’m nineteen years old ( a big old baby ) , i go by she and her pronouns and i currently live on the east coast which throws me in the est timezone !!! this is one out of two of my children that i’ll be bringing you , and um can i just say im obsessed with the fc pairing i got going on for alistair . aron piper and giuseppe maggio ? this is what heaven is asdfgh . down below you’ll find a little about alistair ! and if you want to plot you can either smash the heart button , send me a message , or message me on discord at 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲#1776 .
* 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .
a black eye in response of words of provokement , lonely nights concealed by random bodies , gold rings sitting on bruised knuckles , calloused digits shielding a bright sun from bloodshot eyes , distant chatter drowned out by loud thoughts , salty drops gleaming on tan skin , enchanting pearly whites , thunderstorms singing pretty hues to sleep .
* 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .
full name. alistair aurelius salazar . nickname(s). alis , ali . preferred name. alistair . past age. twenty two . present age. thirty two . date of birth. november first . zodiac. scorpio . gender. cis man . pronouns. he and him . sexuality. pansexual . younger faceclaim. aron piper . older faceclaim. giuseppe maggio . character inspiration. hardin scott , niccolo govender rossi , lip gallagher , and bellamy blake .
* 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 .
( physical abuse , slightly detailed )
sorrows and raindrops , remnants of a first breath that established the tone of the upbringing of curly locks and pearly whites that never flashed for too long . he was a prisoner in a punishment meant for another . he was a prisoner to rage .
he’s made up of pleads , and sobs that still haunt his childhood . neglected of forehead kisses and bedtime stories , gifted fists against previously bruised flesh in substitution . black and blue decorating his body so frequency that for a while he forgot what he looked like without them .
one night , he held his broken arm in his lap and begged her to tell him why , why did she hate him so much ? she never answered , didn’t even move a muscle . left her seven year old child to pull himself off of the floor and out the door . that was his last memory of her .
left in the care of the foster system and a year later was put into the custody of a man who was suppose to be his father . a politician who had cared more about his image then his own blood eight years earlier . not an excuse , his father would learn that with the help of guilt eating him from the inside out . did everything he could think of to make it up , not an easy challenge .
* 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 .
walked hand in hand with being difficult . labeled the broken bird . the dirt bag . found traces of himself in chaos and so he became it . a smart boy drowning in a hurt he had not fully recovered from . got better as the years went , and twenty two was his golden years of doing his very best to not self destruction .
kept himself busy , but that does not mean he kept himself out of trouble . a smart boy who had the ability to stumble into class with black rims covering regrets from the previous night . cannabis was the best form of therapy and getting blacked out on weekdays was his favorite sin .
careless and impulsive , everyone’s favorite partner in crime . bruised knuckles and a fat lip were the consequence of a insolent mouth that never knew when to stop . smiled with blood dripping from his mouth and returned to his dorm with bruised knuckles , now he remembered what he looked like .
charming words and wandering hands might’ve fooled you , but commitment for him was unreachable . he was stuck in the mindset that he was too fucked up for someone to love him and it showed in every relationship he had ever had . he was the heartbreaker , or more so the cold hearted . used others to silence the demons in his head and left before the sun crept through curtains .
* 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 .
ten years formed a new label , the phoenix . the businessman . moved around until he settled in san francisco where he soon opened up a bar with his business partner . successful , finally funded his own life with money that he earned . but there was more to him then just expensive cars and days being referred to as boss .
healed in more ways then he had been ten years ago , thanks to the help of actual therapy ( though cannabis was still a friend ) . greatest achievement was finding forgiveness in his heart for his father and building a normal son - father relationship .
decided early he didn’t want kids and instead adopted a pitbull named kyson . his best friend and as those around him joke , his son . is his background a picture of him and his dog , yes . mind your business .
now a known playboy , though most aren’t surprised . says he’s too busy for relationships but it’s just the fact that some things never change and commitment was still a scary thing .
recently , as in the last three years , moved to riccione , where he opened up his fourth bar . lives in a house on the beach and only returns home every few months ( plus the holidays ) . has become a big beach bum , but he likes the environment . does the whole beach life activities too , the hiking and the surfing ( though he’s not very good ) .
no longer a fighter , and instead is the one breaking them up . realized there was one thing he never wanted to be , his mother , and so he’d never resort to using his fist unless in the act of defense and even then he’s had a good job of walking away .
* 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 .
back to square one . no memories of who he grew up to be , just the old feeling of anger and hurt . sad to see his process thrown out the window , his healing cracked open . the biggest question , is will he get to his end point once again or will a second chance be his downfall ?
* 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒 .
has always taken very good care of himself in the sense of what he puts into his body , even in college he paid important attention to diet and exercise .
doesn’t speak of his mother , or at least he didn’t . you asked a question and got silence in return . most never actually knew what the first seven years of his life was , which left many in shock when he finally decided to open up about it .
he doesn’t like nicknames and prefers to be called just alistair , though some people do get a pass , even if that pass comes with a hard look .
his drink of choice is bourbon but he hasn’t been a bigger drinker since his college days ... his friends would joke it’s because he overdid it too many times in his younger years .
* 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .
* these are simply just ideas to give us something to start with , i am open to anything that is not mentioned as well am completely and totally okay with switching things around and adding things to these ideas !!! i love plotting and bouncing ideas off of each other so don’t be afraid to stray !
YOU’RE BAD FOR MY HEALTH , YEAH YOU SHOULD HURT SOMEBODY ELSE ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . he was bad for their health , a rollercoaster that consisted of too many downs . toxic ? yes . in love ? in denial . but whatever was between these two , it kept them at each others throats and in each other bed . this was not the one who got away , it was the one he needed to stay away from .
WILL HE ALWAYS BE MINE ? ( PRESENT CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . his first adult relationship , and like alistair himself it was not always easy . long nights , busy days , sometimes this relationship felt like it was set up to fail .. and then they got their moments where butterflies flapped their wings and rose spreaded to cheeks and it really seemed like it would work ... but good moments , they come and go and this relationship leaves the other thinking how long they might have alistair .
I GOT A BAD IDEA ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . he looked to his left and saw them , and when he looked in front of him he saw the bars and regrets forming . these two were a duo that wreaked havoc , being around them meant cop sirens and bad decisions . these two were , what do they say ? young and dumb .
WHOLE SQUAD MOBBIN EVEN THOUGH WE ONLY SIX DEEP ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . his best buddies ( that i manage are still apart of his life in present time ) made up of two to three others . they are his people , his picked family .
I SWEAR IF I EVER LEFT YOU IN THE COLD , IT’S CAUSE IT WAS COLDER INSIDE ( PRESENT CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . a old friend who’s no longer that , a friend . i picture this to be more complicated then what it seems , but picture these two going from being attached at the hip to not speaking to one another .
CAN YOU IMAGINE ? ( PAST CONNECTION ┋ OPEN ) . that one person who badly wanted something more from alistair and got exactly the opposite . lovers in the way of intimacy but one sided emotionally .
hi bubs ! i’m gi , and i apologize for the ugly mobile post , i’m currently in the middle of class and will be for the next hour and a half but once i’m out i’ll whip up introductions ( which will probably take me another hour or so since i move at a snail pace ) and will then be around to plot !! i’m super excited to write with all of you !
