(CASEY DIEDRICK, HE/HIM, CIS MALE) careful , CALEB MILLER has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look THIRTY TWO years old and word on the street is they are from SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS and currently reside in CHELSEA. They are currently living life in the city as a BARTENDER. one thing they never want anyone to find out is BEING BLACKMAILED INTO SELLING DRUGS too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are WORKAHOLIC, but i think they are LOYAL. welcome to the city of dreams, CALEB! we hope you enjoy your stay!
tw: ****murder mention, death mention, drugs mention,
caleb miller was born in san antonio, texas on a hot june summer day. which made total sense to his mother who was a complete hot head, and his father who also had a heated temper. but caleb? caleb came out all heart of gold and with a light that shone brighter than the stars in the nightsky.
his parents did not share the same joy as the nurses did at hearing him laugh rather than cry. instead his father called him ‘a fuck up already’ and his mother just asked when she could have a cup of wine. despite being asked three times if they wanted to keep the baby or give him up for adoption the couple refused to let their son go and took him home.
needless to say, caleb grew up in a hard household where affection was practically nonexistent towards him and it was a miracle his mother even took care of him as a baby. if there was one thing caleb was from the very beginning it was a true fighter. the guy had the spirit of a soilder, and he eventually got the muscle to back it up.
(start trigger warnings) ****despite how cold his parents were to him as he began to grow his mother’s affection for him also began to grow. perhaps it was that the stronger caleb grew the more he was able to fight off his father, not just from him but more important, from his mother. eventually when he was ten years old his father walked out the door in a fit of rage. after that, somehow, caleb convinced his mother to head to the nearest motel with him for a week just to let things settle. and for three days they lived a calm life in that hotel. for once, caleb felt the warmth of his mother’s love and she looked at him with affection. on day four, his mother headed back to their home to pick a few things for the rest of their days at the hotel. at first caleb didn’t think much of his mother taking so long to come back, it was just a few hours, maybe she got caught up at the grocery store or ran some errands. but when the hours turned to two days, and the hotel staff was getting suspicious of him being alone, he took the initiative to go back home. to his surprise, his mother’s car was in the parkway. he entered the house and everything went dark after that. some say caleb’s father did it out of a fit of jealousy at thinking caleb’s mother was with another, other’s say he did it because he was mad she took the kid, but caleb, caleb thinks he did it because the man was bitter they were happy. that caleb could be happy with his mother, and she could be happy with him, and neither of them needed his father. but no matter which way you spin the story, the ending is always the same, his father murdered his mother and caleb was the one to find her. (end tw)
after that, things got quiet in caleb’s head. he became more reserved even with his friends. the funny thing is, no matter what, he always seemed to be able to make friends. he didn’t have many but he did have a few close ones. he doesn’t like to talk about his family history and often says he grew up in a group home just so he doesn’t have to deal with the ‘where are your parents now’? question.
he came to the city of dreams about one year ago. at first he was just here seeking an adventure, but it seemed that what he ended up finding was trouble. perhaps it was the scattered tattoos on his arms, his scruffy look, his sarcastic personality, he really couldn’t say, but trouble found him and struck him with all its force. he got involved with someone who introduced him to the lifestyle he’s come to know today. and the people he secretly works for on the side, they ways of finding out information. now he was living in the city, selling drugs, covering as a bartender, and he couldn’t help but wonder, when did his dream get lost?
Ariana grew up just like any other Upper East Sider. Limos, galas, balls, Hamptons in the summer. Her life was never very difficult honestly, but she knew that. Ari knew how fortunate she was, but that didn't stop her from partying it up every night. At first it was just to get out of the house, have some fun. But the more time that passed the more she got into drugs. The girl did hide it very well, for a while no one even knew what she was doing at 2AM. One night changed her whole life, finally waking up after her night out she found out one of her best friends died of an overdose.
Ari knew she had to make a choice at that very moment. Go down the same path, or find something better for herself. She chose the latter. After seeing countless therapists and whatever 'healer' she had that day, she became sober... Well almost sober. She still enjoyed a martini from time to time, maybe even a joint. Her partying till 5AM turned into waking up at 5AM for her early morning workout.
Ariana decided to make a YouTube channel, dedicated to bettering yourself and the people around you... We will see how long this lasts..
Aesthetic
PERFECTLY DONE HAIR, WITTY FLIRTING, JETTING OFF TO RANDOM CITIES, EYE ROLLS FROM A CROSS THE ROOM, PRESSED SUITS, FRESH PRESSED JUICES, CAMERA IN HAND, LOUAD MUSIC TILL 4AM
(ANDREW GARFIELD, HE/HIM, CIS MALE) careful , ANDRE HENDRIX has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look THIRTY-FIVE years old and word on the street is they are from BROOKLYN, NEW YORK and currently reside in GREENWICH VILLAGE. They are currently living life in the city as a BARISTA AT JAVAWOCKY CAFE. some people say they are IMPATIENT, but i think they are KIND HEARTED. welcome to the city of dreams, ANDRE! we hope you enjoy your stay!
FULL NAME: andre hendrix
NICKNAMES: boogaboo (his baby sister)
SEXUALITY & PRONOUNS: bi-curious
ROMANTIC STATUS: single
ZODIAC: capricorn
HOGWARTS HOUSE: hufflepuff with gryffindor tendencies
PETS: two sugar gliders named THELMA & LOUIS
HOMETOWN: brooklyn, new york
CURRENT LOCATION: greenwich village
OCCUPATION:barista at javawocky cafe.
ROOMMATES: none at the moment (wc)
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: tattoo of a small moon on his right wrist, the upper part of his right arm has a pair of harry potter glasses and lighting bolt tattooed (usually hidden beneath a shirt), a sleeve of different horror tattoos on his left arm, and his right ear has two piercings.
MUSE INSPO:nick miller + winston + ferguson (new girl), dale denton (pineapple express, seth rogan), wallace + scott (scott pilgrim vs the world, that gossipy bitch),fred wesley (harry potter) , j.d (scrubs), ross (friends), gambit (x-men), a little bit of everyone (the office)
MUSIC INSPO: welcome to the party - pop smoke, dopamine -borns, lost in the citadel - lil nas x, one more night- maroon 5, wicked games - the weekend, cherry -harry styles, lovefool -two colors (cover), myself - bazzi, burn the night away - there for tomorrow, kelsey -metro station, here comes the sun -the beatles
backstory:
in north of brooklyn born and raised on the playground is where andre spent most of his day! shootin’ some b-ball outside the school when a couple of guys, they were up to no good, started causing trouble in the neighborhood. he got into one little fight and his mom got scared and said “ YOU’RE MOVING WITH YOUR DADDY & STEPMOM TO ILLINOIS” STOP THE THEME MUSIC AND CUE THE INTRO
andre hendrix, no relation to jimmy hendrix, was born into a somewhat strict but also laid back family. out of his cousins, and siblings, he was the most awkwardly charming one. where most people would shy away from an embarrassing situation, like falling in front of a group of people, andre embraced them. he never really was one to let life get him too down, as he always tried to be the sunshine in everyone’s world as much as possible.
growing up he used to get into a lot of fights because he would never back down whenever someone was either picking on someone else, hounding their siblings, or trying to mess with him. he may have a heart of gold, but his spirit was that of a warrior, even andre wasn’t afraid to throw a punch here or there.
college was a blast for him! there he met a friend who he would grow very close with. nothing ever happened with them, though andre always wondered about what it would’ve been like to at least kiss him. in college he also met the girl that would become his girlfriend for five years.
from the age of twenty all the way to the age of twenty-five the two had a honeymoon like relationship. andre gave her the moon and stars, and pretty much whatever else she wanted. and he truly did think they would end up married one day. he was actually a week away from proposing to her when everything changed for him one morning. to this day he still doesn’t know why she up and left, leaving behind a post it note saying ‘you can do better. xoxo.’ and an empty pregnancy box in the bathroom. was she pregnant? was she not? andre never found out and the question has haunted him to this day.
fast forwarding a couple of years down, many game, anime shows, and crime documentaries later the guy is now working as a barista in greenwich village. he sometimes helps out at backstage productions as a tech. for the most part he’s either at work or skateboarding at the nearest skate park. that or he’s hanging out with his bestie elijah ‘eli’ kennedy.
(MELISSA BARRERA, SHE/HER, CIS WOMAN) careful, ISABELA FLORES has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look TWENTY-NINE years old and word on the street is they are from LEAVENWORTH, WASHINGTON and currently reside in GREENWICH VILLAGE. They are currently living life in the city as a PROFESSIONAL DANCER. one thing they never want anyone to find out is SHE LIVES WITH A SERIOUS HEART CONDITION. too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are HOT-HEADED, but i think they are LIVELY.
tw: serious illness
quick bio.
Name: Isabela (Isa) Flores
FC: Melissa Barrera
Age: 29
Pronouns: She/her
Secret: She has a heart condition that could be lethal with too much exercise
Occupation: Professional dancer, mostly on Broadway
Personality: + fun, confident, bold, passionate / - hot-headed, closed off, independent to a fault, defiant
Zodiac: Aries
MBTI: ESTP
Enneagram: 8w7
bio and personality.
Isabela was born in the small village of Leavenworth, Washington to loving but busy parents. Her mother is a lawyer and her father is an entrepreneur, which meant that they were quite well off but also hardly ever home.
Isabela had quite a good childhood. She dedicated most of her time to sports when she was younger, falling in love with dance at an early age.
Then, at the age 14, she was diagnosed with an abdominal aortic aneurysm, which basically meant she had to do a lot less sport and be a lot more careful when moving around in general, as the aneurysm could burst at any moment. Her parents were terrified by the news, and immediately banned her from dancing.
Isabela obeyed to a point, but lived her life behind the curtains. She understood that her parents were worried but found it difficult to care much, still participating in reckless activities like partying and dancing whenever she could. Luckily for her, her parents never found out - they were always too busy to know any different from what they saw.
Despite trying multiple different, less dangerous hobbies, Isabela couldn’t help but feeling like a part of her was missing when she couldn’t dance. So, as soon as he turned 18, she moved across the country to pursue independence and a career in what she loved. The village was too small for her and she needed to dance. To keep her family’s peace of mind, Isabela told them that she got a job in staging on Broadway, which wasn’t too far from the truth. However, in reality she was on the stage, not behind it. And it meant the world to her.
She still hasn’t told anyone in New York City about her diagnosis, because she’s afraid that if they found out they would let her go. And since Isabela can’t imagine a life without dance, opening up to people about it is simply not an option.
Of course living with a heart condition isn’t easy or cheap, but so far she has managed to make due, mostly with her dance money. She also has a decent social media following which helps cover some of the bills. She goes to health screenings regularly.
Isabela is bisexual, and has had meaningful relationships with multiple genders. However, she has never gotten deep enough into a relationship to be open about the condition she lives with, and this dishonesty has almost always been the final nail on the coffin for her relationships.
Personality-wise, Isabela is extremely fun, courageous and passionate. Basically your typical Aries, which also means that she can also be quite hot-tempered, impulsive and extremely competitive. She doesn’t respond too well to anyone who has authority over her, and has always struggled with people telling her what to do (which got her in trouble in school a few times). She is definitely not everyone’s cup of tea but honestly? She couldn’t give less of a shit if people like her or not. She is fiercely loyal and will throw hands if anyone hurts her friends.
She also owns a little Maltese puppy called Gigi <3
wanted connections.
Other dancers/coworkers
Family friends who may know about her condition through her parents, perhaps even relatives! I’ve left her family structure quite open!
Archnemesis
Friends who are almost like family
Exes (bad/good terms, I don’t mind, up to you!)
Will they, won’t they?
Booty calls
Flirtationships
A Serious Relationship (to the point where Isabela would open up about her condition, which would probably lead to quite a lot of drama bc… she’s a dancer and this person would probably care about her and her health)
(AIMEE LOU WOOD, SHE/HER, CIS WOMAN) careful, MALIA YOUNG has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look TWENTY-SIX years old and word on the street is they are from BRIGHTON, ENGLAND and currently reside in INWOOD. They are currently living life in the city as a KINDERGARTEN TEACHER / SUGAR BABY. one thing they never want anyone to find out is SHE EARNS EXTRA MONEY BY BEING A SUGAR BABY. too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are SCATTERED, but i think they are CARING.
tw: family death, family illness, cancer
quick facts.
Name: Malia Young
FC: Aimee Lou Wood
Age: 26
Secret: She earns extra money by being a sugar baby
Personality: Super sweet, a bit naive, sometimes a bit ditzy and unorganized
Zodiac: Cancer
MBTI: ISFJ
Enneagram: 6w7
Sexuality: Unlabelled (mostly into women)
+ patient, conflict-avoidant, loyal, caring
- unorganised, scattered, indecisive, a bit of a pushover
biography.
Malia was born into a very happy family as an only child. Their family resided in the suburbs of Brighton, her mother a midwife and her father a professor. The little girl was very much into figure skating and gymnastics (mostly because she loved the cute outfits and has a lot of fun with her friends). She did OK at school (not good but not bad) and had loads of friends. She hardly ever got into trouble and enjoyed a great relationship with her parents. All sunshine and rainbows, really!
At 15, she got into a relationship with W/C. They were together for a few years but eventually drifted apart. There were no hard feelings, at least not from Malia’s point of view. She drank occasionally (her parents knew about this) and smoked weed a few times (not about this). However, she never got into any big trouble.
(tw family death & cancer for the next few paragraphs) Then, all of a sudden, when Malia was 21, her mother became ill. Seeing her like that confused the entire family. She was so weak and losing weight rapidly. Eventually, she was diagnosed with very aggressive breast cancer. Those months were hard on the family - the illness took her in just a summer.
Malia’s father arranged for her to go to therapy to discuss her mother’s death, which was a huge help for her as she processed the tragedy. After a few months of grieving, Malia moved back home from University to take care of her father who had not processed the death as well as Malia - she was studying early education but dropped everything in a heartbeat once she realised how poorly her father was. In that time, the two got even closer than before.
A few years ago, her father received a job offer from NYU and decided to move over to America. He felt the need to start all over again, to rid himself of past ghosts. Malia didn’t have a choice but to go with him because she couldn’t bear the thought of them being in separate countries, on the opposites sides of a huge ocean.
After moving to New York, Malia couldn’t afford to continue her University education and instead got a job at a kindergarten. She had always loved children and seemed to be very good with them, so it worked well for her.
(tw family illness for the next paragraphs) In the beginning, her father seemed to be doing better with starting a new job and seemingly starting afresh. But Malia could see that his health was declining - grieving her mother had taken a toll on her father.
Terrified of losing him too, Malia stays with him and helps around the apartment. A few months ago, his mental and physical health started declining to the point where he had to resign from NYU. Now, he is struggling for money and afraid of having to go to the hospital because he doesn’t know how to pay for the medical bills.
Luckily, after only a few months in New York, Malia realised how easy it would be for her to make extra money and enjoy the luxuries of life if she just looked cute and talked sweet things to rich guys. The men seemed to like her looks and slightly ditzy personality, and they simply adored her accent. Older or younger, she didn’t really mind, but she was always clear that she would never have sex with them, and the men were usually okay with this.
Being able to support herself in this way meant that any money she made from her kindergartener job would go directly to her father, as well as any cash the men gifted her. She would often bring leftovers from fancy restaurants and give them to her father, and would also sometimes steal medicine from the fancy penthouse bathroom cupboards.
Malia loves the children at her kindergarten and has only recently realised that if the parents of the children found out about her second source of income, she would be in deep trouble with her employers. However, her dad is increasingly in need of money and so she is unable to quit either profession.
She is afraid of someone at the kindergarten finding out about her employment which would lead to her possibly getting fired, which could then lead to her losing her father. Just like she lost her mother.
wanted connections.
sugar daddy/rich “partner”
best friend
past fling/ex
romantic interest (preferably non-binary or female)
father’s doctor/nurse
kindergarten children’s parents or coworker
childhood friend (from the uk)
first love (from the uk)
an acquaintance or relative of one of her sugar daddies
(DANE DEHAAN, HE/HIM, CIS MALE) careful , THEODORE “THEO” MORRIS has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look THIRTY-FOUR years old and word on the street is they are from MANHATTAN, NEW YORK and currently reside in HARLEM. They are currently living life in the city as a WRITER/PHOTOGRAPHER. one thing they never want anyone to find out is ACCIDENTALLY BROKE UP A MARRIAGE. too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are SCATTERBRAINED, but i think they are KIND HEARTED. welcome to the city of dreams, THEODORE! we hope you enjoy your stay!
theodore, prefers theo, was born the oldest of the three morris children. for the most part growing up the only child for nine years wasn’t so bad, though he would often times he did tended to get lonely. but theo had always had a big imagination. about a year after oli was born the harry potter books came out and theo stumbled upon the wizarding world. even if he would never admit it to oli, theo used to read him the books to get him to fall asleep.
in 2001 ( age 13) tragedy struck not just the morris family but the entire nation. his father was one of the many fire fighters that went out on duty on september 11th. he was also one of the countless lives tragically taken that day. words couldn’t describe the way theo felt the day they were delivered the news of his fathers passing, he had spent the most time with him, he was his best friend, and he instantly stepped into his role of older sibling. he was there for his family whenever they needed him, especially his siblings. and as strange as it sounded shortly after his father’s funeral, theo picked up photography. he wanted to capture life in any way possible, especially the beautiful things, because he officially realized just how fragile life truly was.
after some time, things began to fall back into place around the house and at school. the one thing that never quiet left theo ever since that day he found out about his father was how quiet he’d become. he was always a bit of a shy guy, but he had at least been somewhat talkative, now he barely wanted his friends to notice him. if he could just write and get lost in photography all day that would be okay with him. it broke his heart to see the way everything had affected his siblings, especially oli. he didn’t know how he could reach out to his brother and help him with his aggression toward the world. all he could do was hope he was being the best big brother he could be, but also allow him the space he clearly wanted. while oli became known as the “class clown”, theo became known as the “twitchy wreck” which wasn’t too far from the truth.
the older he got, the darker his writing became. he began to get more into the world of horror, and soon he began writing short stories online. sometimes he would upload them to creepypasta. it seemed people enjoyed reading his stories, too, as he often saw requests for more and soon he began to write short stories at least once every day and uploading them. in college he met someone who helped him work towards publishing his first horror novel. the two got close, very close, but unfortunately the other moved shortly after graduation and their communication fizzled (WC). he was also introduced to cocaine, little did he know how much the drug would take affect on him. even though he was spending more money on buying his next refill than focusing on his dream, he was still abel to publish his first horror novel called ‘spooky town’ which was a light hearted halloween fun kids book that did fairly well. with the money he made off of that, theo moved into his own place.
he’s been living in harlem for a little over a year, but he feels as if the place has been home for much longer. he loves take pictures around town, especially in front of the jazz clubs, and the music is one of his favorite things to fall asleep to at night. sometimes he enjoys sitting on his roof with a smoke (or snorting a line or two) watching over the lights of harlem.
WANTED CONNECTIONS: we can brainstorm because i suck at ocming up with connections.
(MASON GOODING, HE/HIM, CIS MALE) careful , LIAM HAYES has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look TWENTY-FIVE years old and word on the street is they are from MIAMI, FLORIDA and currently reside in GREENWICH VILLAGE. They are currently living life in the city as a MAKE UP ARTIST AT BACKSTAGE PRODUCTIONS one thing they never want anyone to find out is TOOK THE BLAME AND WENT TO PRISON FOR A CRIME A LOVED ONE COMMITTED. too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are SELF DESTRUCTIVE but i think they are CHARMING!
tw: drug use mention
☕ born on december 28th 1997 & he truly is a capricorn. ever since a young age liam has always had a calming sense of energy around him. growing up he made friends easily as he had the ability to make almost anyone feel at home. his parents were young adults who were very into things like harry potter (his mother), star wars (his father), lord of the rings (both parents), doctor who, seemingly every sport under the radar (his father), and liam grew up loving those things as well. especially sports.
☕ in high school he joined the basketball team & it was quickly discovered he had a talent on the court. however, he was the kind of person who never let the attention get to his head. & liam didn’t just have a talent on the court, he also had a talent on the stage. so it surprised no one, except himself, when he landed the role of danny zucko when his high school was holding GREASE auditions. balancing sports, theatre, classwork, and a social life was a tricky task but liam managed to juggle it all. during his time in theatre, he began to experiment with make up, and, he quickly discovered his passion for dolling up anyone that would let him do it.
☕ everything came to a halt for liam the moment he graduated high school and summer hit. at first, it was one of the best two weeks of his life, he was excited to begin the next chapter in his life. & he thought things would only get better when his favorite cousin came to visit from out of state. the two were like two peas in a pod, and they even looked similar, sometimes people confused them for twins. what liam quickly learned, though, was that his cousin had other visions of fun now. he hadn’t realized how deep his cousin had gotten with a couple of gang members back in his hometown, enough to have connects in miami, and soon liam was finding himself running from the cops more times than he could count on his hands. one day he was hanging out with his cousin and two of his friends, drinking, smoking, when suddenly one of the guys in the group got the idea to rob a nearby elderly couples home. at first everyone laughed at how easy it would be, except liam, liam tried to just chuckle and stay quiet, but soon he found himself being dragged into a home invasion. what no one would’ve known, however, was how high tech these two elderly people were & upon breaking the lock on the door a silent alarm was sent out to the police department. when sirens were heard everyone but him and his cousin were quick to dip out, his cousin had accidentally tripped and hurt himself and liam refused to let his family member go down like this. so he helped hide him, instructing him on what to do after everything was done, and when the police arrived it was him who took the blame for it all. despite the fact that liam hadn’t even gone inside until the moment he saw everyone but his cousin run out & heard sirens in the distance.
☕ he spent two years in jail. there he joined the little basketball team the inmates had going & once again he was quick to make friends. one of the guys became a bit closer to him than the rest, enough to share secrets kisses with him whenever they got the chance. still, liam was miserable in jail. he missed feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin whenever he wanted to go out, he missed his family, his friends, and he truly couldn’t wait to get out. upon getting out, however, he was handed another version of his life. his friends had all gone off to live their life, attending school, some even had gotten married, and the opportunities the schools were offering him had been scrapped from the table. there was no cheering crowd, no more basketball dreams, no happy mother and father, nothing like what he knew. if anything it made him feel like maybe he should just turn back and return to his cell. his mother and father had also gotten a divorce while he was away, as one parent believed liam fullheartedly (his father) & the other couldn’t look at him from disappointment (his mother). everything felt upside & like a mess, and liam felt it was all his fault. not even the cousin he went to jail for cared to reach out to him now that he was out.
☕ what was a twenty- three year old to do freshly out of prison and in the world? for liam it was picking up his pieces and starting over as new as he possibly could. he moved to nyc, or as most people called it, the city of dreams. with the little money his father gave him to help him out he managed to get a very crappy apartment at first, it even dripped when it rained. life was rough for liam at first. some weeks he barely ate, other days he didn’t really sleep, but he never stopped pushing forward to better his future. when he landed a job at backstage productions things finally began to turn around for liam. he quickly impressed those around him with his make up skills, a skill he had continued to practice even during his lowest points, and soon he had enough money to move into a better apartment. now he lives in greenwich village right around backstage production.
☕ he always has his apartment door open to anyone who may need a place to sleep or stay for however long its needed. & so far he’s had many random people that have stayed with him and left. not all people were good, some did steal a thing or two, but liam never held hard feelings, he understood the risks he took by letting almost anyone stay at his place. he couldn’t help it. the guy understood what it felt to be down on your luck and have the world just be cold to you. the last ting he wanted was anyone to go through what he did, especially not in a city as cold as nyc.
☕ PERSONALITY: he’s friendly and charming, but he’s also the kind of guy that’s ready for adventure at any time. climbing up a water tower to stargaze? sign him up. need cuddles at 3am because you’re lonely? he’s there. he’s got a heart of gold, even if he may not think he does.
☕ CONNECTIONS: TBD
☕ SEXUALITY: homosexual
( herman tømmeraas, he/him, cis male ) careful, alexei thorsen has arrived to the city of dreams!! they look twenty three years old and word on the street is they are from stavanger, norway and currently reside in soho. they are currently living life in the city as a tattoo artist. one thing they never want anyone to find out is everyone thinks they were on vacation, but they were actually in a four day coma out of state due to drug abuse. too bad nothing remains a secret for long even in the city of dreams. some people say they are reckless, but i think they are open minded. welcome to the city of dreams, alexei! we hope you enjoy your stay!
tws for foster care system, drug abuse, overdose, coma and seizures
basic stats ;
full birth name: alexei igor valtersen
full current legal name: alexei igor thorsen
nicknames: just goes by alexei, hates being called alex. his sister will jokingly call him lexi ( he hates this too, but he lets it slide because he loves her )
gender: cis male
height: 5 ′ 11
age: 23
birthday / zodiac: february 14, 1999 ( aquarius sun, aquarius moon, aries ascendant )
right handed or left handed: left handed
eye color: hazel, shooting more towards green
hair color: naturally blonde, but has been dying his hair dark brown since he was like twelve, no joke
piercings and tattoos: right ear pierced, eyebrow piercing he takes on and off whenever he feels like, a secret septum piercing, so many tattoos he’s lost count, but his favorite ones are the aquarius symbol on his left wrist, the name ‘astrid’ on his inner left bicep ( twin sister’s name ), and a small plankton tattoo on his right ring finger. still, a fuck ton of tattoos, he lost count after the thirteenth one
sexuality / romantic orientation: bisexual / biromantic ( but.... closeted 🤡 )
place of birth: stavanger, norway
hometown: upper eastside, new york
languages spoken: norwegian and english
three things he likes: piercings and tattoos, any type of dog, music most people consider ‘emo scene’
three things he dislikes: entitled people, being asked about his past, his natural blonde hair
five aesthetics: a red ducati motorcycle, the buzzing of a tattoo gun, saying ‘fuck it’ before doing the stupidest shit ever, the loud banging of the drums at ungodly hours, an art studio filled with different paintings
last four songs listened to: change by deftones, a gondola ride in paris by the messenger, trust in you by the offspring, noots by sum 41
background story ;
alexei was born five minutes after his twin sister, astrid, in the small town of stavanger, norway. though he never talks about being the younger twin, astrid holds it against him forever
before they were even born, their birth parents knew they were putting them up for adoption, simply because they weren’t cut out to be parents. neither alexei nor astrid have ever met their birth parents, alexei doesn’t even know their names, nor does he wish to know them at all
his early childhood was anything but pleasant. thankfully, astrid and him were never separated, but they went through some really shitty things while being in the system, things that no one should have to go through, let alone two kids. tossed from one home to another, alexei always felt the need to protect astrid even though he was technically the younger one. they were ( thankfully ) adopted when they were ten by a norwegian / american family, the thorsen’s
alexei was more ‘extra’ than astrid, you could say. from the start, he was a problem child. he could never sit still for longer than a whole minute, he was way too hyperactive for anyone’s liking, he would constantly talk back to teachers and his grades were simply terrible. whether it was skipping the line, pushing kids down the slides then proceeding to laugh about it, or even pulling dumb pranks – he was a headache. mr and mrs thorsen loved him of course, but he was a lot to deal with
a couple of doctor’s visits later, and he was officially diagnosed with adhd, which honestly, explained a lot. his doctor recommended they try putting him in some type of sport or extra curricular activity, which also proved to be a problem
karate? he purposefully kicked the teacher in the face. soccer? broke a kids nose after viciously kicking the ball towards his face. swimming? angrily pushed a kid into the pool after he beat him by two seconds... he was simply too aggressive to be in sports
a trial and error with him, they finally found something that released his anger – the drums. alexei loved banging on those things more than anything. he started off with a drum teacher, but eventually realized he hated said teacher, so he started playing by ear, basically taught himself how to play drums from the age of eleven, and he hasn’t stopped playing since. he’s a very, very artistic person, musically and creatively. apart from the drums, he loves to draw, paint, anything involving a canvas, he’s about, and he’s actually very good too
he took medication for adhd ( adderall ) but alexei kind of hated taking it, as he stated it ‘made him feel like a lifeless zombie’. as he got older, his antics, despite therapy and meds, became even worse, but he learned how to hide it better. whether it was skipping school, or even cheating on tests, he was a rebel without a cause, always down with the shits
soon, cigarettes turned into joints, kisses turned into sex, and soda turned into alcohol. alexei hung out with the wrong crowd, was literally that kid that would skip school to smoke behind the bleachers
along with dabbling in all types of drugs, he was also what you would consider an ‘emo kid’, would literally walk into his sisters room when she wasn’t there to steal her eyeliner, always dyed his hair dark brown because he hates being naturally blonde, listens to bands like sum 41, the offspring, linkin park, music that is considered ‘scene’, and his favorite color? black. black shoes, black band t shirts, black ripped up skinny jeans, black eyeliner, shit, he’s positive even his soul is black at this point. unlike his sister, alexei was a total outcast, hanging out by himself or with older kids, judged by his appearance, the ultimate black sheep of the family, no doubt about it
he was that kid your parents begged you not to hang out with, a total bad influence and a huge enabler, began selling his adhd medication when he realized it got other people high, despite not needing the money. he would use his parents’ money to buy drugs ( obviously without their knowledge ), he was a disappointment, honestly, everything his parents didn’t want him to be, but alexei didn’t care
eventually, his antics caught up to him and his parents found out everything, forced him into rehab even though he had absolutely no intentions of getting clean, but he pretended like he did
alexei dropped out his senior year when he was seventeen, after the news with his sister. it depressed him so much because he kind of felt like it was his fault, as he’s the one who found the positive pregnancy test in the garbage. his parents told him that if he didn’t get his ged, he would have to ‘figure shit out on his own’ ( code for get your ged or get out of our house ), so he did just that, eventually got his tattoo artist license and has been doing that ever since. despite popular belief, alexei isn’t stupid – he simply just doesn’t care
anyways, by the time he was twenty, he finally had enough money to move out of his parents’ place and into his own luxury apartment, in soho. from this point on, his partying became even worse
he was getting high every minute of every day, doing crazy, over the top shit, all because he had his own place and didn’t have to take his parents’ shit anymore. apart from that, he pierced his own ear and got a fuck ton of tattoos, finally feeling like he didn’t have to live up to his parents expectations, like he could finally do what he really wanted to do
by the time he’s almost twenty three, he takes a trip to miami to go to ultra with his friends. of course, they fully intend on getting fucked up to the max, all of which alexei is down for, but this would soon prove to be the worst trip of his life
one of his friends suggest they should ‘candy flip’ ( which is really just slang for mixing molly with acid ). alexei, always down with the shits, quickly agrees, so they do just that before the festival
!tws for overdose, seizure and coma for the next three bullets, proceed with caution! during the festival, he begins to feel really, really odd. deciding to leave early, his friends and him go to a house one of his friends owns in miami. during the car ride, alexei completely blacks out. like, he’s awake, but he genuinely has no idea what’s going on. once they go out to the jacuzzi in the backyard, it only worsens from there. he starts having a seizure while in the hot tub, and thankfully his friends are there to take him to the hospital, but the seizure is really, really bad
moral of the story? alexei goes into a coma for four days, all because of his drug abuse. when he wakes up, he see’s he has over a hundred missed calls from his parents and his sister. this guys excuse? ‘omg sorry guys! hahaha my charger got lost <3′ as if you can’t buy a charger at a freaking gas station. to this day, he will take that secret with him to the grave. no one, not even his sister knows what happened to him, and he would like to keep it that way, as he’s sure he would be forced into rehab again ( which let’s be real, he definitely needs, but )
at this point, he’s just trying to have fun. he’s trying to ignore the fact that he almost freaking died in miami, alexei? pretends he does not see or hear because the truth is that it really fucking scared him, what happened, but did it scare him enough to get him to stop? definitely not
he’s also bisexual, but incredibly confused. i think more than anything, he mistakes obviously gay thoughts with jealous thoughts. he’ll think he’s jealous of a guy, when really, all he wants to do it kiss him. he’s confused, has been with a ton of girls but has never even kissed a guy because again, huge confused bi energy here, convinced he’s undergoing a phase or maybe his four day coma is fucking with him.... as if that’s even a thing alexei, but okay
again, very, very artistic person, is running out of space in is art studio to put all his damn paintings, loves to paint and usually has scattered paint on his jeans or some of his shirts
he never quite outgrew his ‘emo’ phase as he still loves listening to this type of music, loves wearing black, will still steal his sister’s eyeliner and proudly wear it, still kind of a scene kid, but he stopped caring what anyone thinks, because it makes him happy
he has an instagram account with almost a million followers, but he actually hates social media. this account is strictly for a few selfies, but it’s mostly just used to post the tattoos he does and the paintings he draws. mostly, his followers are following him because astrid is kind of famous, but he hates any attention like this, so he mostly uses instagram or even tumblr as a creative outlet to post his paintings or tattoos, rarely will post a selfie
never outgrew the drums. his parents claim it’s childish and state he should get a real job and a real hobby, but it makes him happy
he has a goldendoodle named chester, after the lead singer of linkin park, who he loves a lot
actually addicted to coffee. it keeps him going, but he can only drink iced coffee, even if it’s freezing out. during the winter time, he rides a black bmw hand-me-down his father gave to him, during summer time, he rides a red ducati bike he bought himself which.... he is insanely proud of
i’m gonna end this here because i don’t want this to be too long, but below is his birthchart, hmu for plots please!
