[text -> work husband] Ah me? I'm pretty simple too. Something I can make for dinner so I don't have to decide, company for a movie night, or those lindt white chocolate truffles that are literally my weakness.
[text -> nate :)] Ohh, I've never had those. Maybe I'll buy 'em for you and then have one or two. Y'know, for quality control and all that. Only the best for a man like yourself.
Name: Beau Caras
Nickname(s): Pseudonym (for his art) - Peregrine
Age: 32
DOB: January 16th
Gender Identity: Male (he/him/his)
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Fine Artist/Illustrator/Forger of Paintings
Kinks: clothed sex, breath play, orgasm denial, exhibitionism, restraints, dirty talk
Anti-Kinks: scat, gore, vore, watersports, fisitng
& Appearance
Height: 5′9″
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Distinguishing features: his hair is constantly in a state of feathery disarray, he always wears black and always wears long sleeves and pants regardless of the weather
Tattoos/Piercings: he has one of his ears pierced, though he doesn’t often wear jewelry in it; he has a full sleeve on his left arm that he designed for himself featuring various elements of greek mythology
& Personality
Negative Personality Traits: possessive, standoffish, obsessive, competitive, petty
Positive Personality Traits: efficient, intuitive, protective, ambitious, witty, steadfast
Beau is not a people person. He finds social interactions taxing and anxiety inducing and he generally avoids them as much as he can. Because of this, he comes across as prickly and arrogant/disinterested. He is very selective about his company, but those he does consider friends, he will actively do anything and everything for.
& Background
Beau had always had an interest in art. From a young age, he was taken with the beauty of paintings from the Baroque and Renaissance periods of Art History. He fixated on them, deciding he wanted to learn how to do what they did and putting a surprising amount of effort into recreating pieces by the masters in order to learn their techniques. As he got older, this fixation evolved into an interest in attempting to create his own art, which became his one and only plan for the future. His art was surreal and dreamlike but stuck closely to the rules he’d gathered from his studies, as if he had never even considered breaking them.
Graduating a semester early, he decided to forgo University and instead focus on his art, where his passion truly lie. It consumed his entire existence, always on his mind even when he worked the minimum wage jobs he needed to keep himself housed and fed. He wasn’t terribly successful in his endeavors, but he did manage to get ahold of art dealers, collectors, and curators every now and again through sheer persistence.
One museum curator who had ended up working with him on multiple occasions, eventually became a friend - a remarkable feat for someone as outwardly prickly as Beau. Said director was also his entryway into the world of art forgery. The man had come by to see one of the pieces he’d been working on as part of a larger exhibition and saw a pile of his oil paint studies in the corner. They impressed him and he made the starving artist an offer he couldn’t refuse.
Over a decade in the industry made Beau the best of the best. It had also made him fairly wealthy with no shortage of people interested in his skillset. He’d always been skilled at mimicking the style of artists he studied and those skills had just been honed by his lucrative line of work. Unfortunately, his personal work suffered from this shift in focus, losing any spark it may have had. Shallow concepts and dead expressions that even his impeccable technique couldn’t save, he found himself working on it less and less and investing that time instead into his forgeries.
Beau was not a people person. He had a total of two or three friends by the time he hit thirty and a short list of romantic relationships that hadn’t lasted longer than a month each. Loneliness was a beast he tried to avoid thinking about as much as he could, but he couldn’t run from it forever. His sister worried about him and even he couldn’t remain stubborn enough to feign ignorance forever.
Coming to the Haus after receiving an invitation was both an attempt to get back some spark of inspiration with a change in scenery and a solution to his loneliness. What better way to deal with his apprehension when it came to social situations then to pay people to do them on one’s own terms? And the bonuses that came along with said company, well those were simply that - bonuses. At least, that’s what he tried to convince himself. He’d never wanted to be the kind of rich that paid for sex.
& Useless Facts
He can read Italian but he can’t really speak it.
Beau has two siblings, he only talks to one of them regularly. He and his sister are close.
For a while he was interested in trying to do taxidermy but the process proved too much for his stomach. He likes it in theory, not in practice.
He thinks small talk is stupid and normally skips right through it. If he doesn’t, he just runs through a little script of non-answers and gets past it as quick as he can.
He needs glasses but rarely wears them unless he’s working on the final stages of a piece in which fine details are pertinent.
Beau has also learned to properly age paintings to add further air of authenticity.
& Wanted Connections
someone who has commissioned him for his forgeries/ someone who unknowingly bought one and managed to tie it back to him eventually
someone who want’s to commission him
prior acquaintances
ex-friends: he loves hard and holds grudges like no one’s business
ex-lovers
a muse or just someone to model for him so he can convince himself this is an artistic endeavor and he doesn’t just wanna fuck a bunch of hot guys
