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╰ cisfemale , she/her ☆ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … we’re introduced to ISOLDA PEAR , the 46 years old PSYCHIATRY PROFESSOR & PSYCHIATRIST at THE M. ERLIN COLLEGIATE INSTITUTE from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to SANDRA OH. the whispers in the wind tells us of their INTELLIGENCE and INTIMIDATING reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of sterile homes; lined with books and cloaked in silence, beautiful yet untouchable red rose bushes, elbow patches on stiff suede jackets, red wine spilled on pristine white couches, & the sound of heavy heels clicking stridently against harlequin marble floors. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as THE QUEEN OF HEARTS ( ALICE IN WONDERLAND ).
tw: mention of sleeping pills & alcohol
In her dreams, Isolda sits on a velvet throne, being fed fat green grapes right off of the vine, and taking her agonizingly sweet time deciding whose head will next adorn the pikes at her castle gates. She orders weak-willed men to dye the roses brighter shades of red, and plays croquet for hours on her striking green lawn as everyone lets her win and praises her relentlessly. And, most importantly, she doesn’t have to listen to anyone talk. Ordinarily, this would bore Isolda to tears; she is addicted to a challenge, after all– but in her dreams, the taste of total control is… euphoric. It’s a feeling she can’t help but chase. Lately, however, a little blonde menace has been popping up in the same repetitive dreams she’s been having for years, buzzing around like a fly in her ear. She spoils her plans, distracts her henchmen, and Isolda swears that she can hear her awful, piercing squeals of joy in the middle of the forest, all the way from her castle. It’s sickening, and it’s all she can do not to glare at every little blonde thing she passes in the Enchanted Falls streets.
When she wakes, Isolda is as rigid as they come. She does pilates like her life depends on it, does an eighteen-step skincare routine, puts lotion on every conceivable surface of her body, eats ¾’s of a banana and a half-cup of yogurt, and dresses in one of 118 tailor-made power suits before rushing to her morning class. Rushing for absolutely no reason, of course, because she always arrives at 7am on the dot, giving her two hours to drink hot lemon and honey water and quietly practice her lecture to herself to prepare for a long day of shouting at a room full of hungover children. Here, she lectures without questions, only stopping to occasionally scold a student for daring to eat in her class, chew gum, whisper to a friend, or walk through the doors after she’s begun her lesson. And then the afternoon rolls around, and every day, without fail, she locks herself in her office from the hours of 1-3, for reasons absolutely no one can suss out. She’s heard rumors that she uses that time to sleep with a faculty member or cry or nap, but she’ll never shed light on that secret.
In the evening, she does her therapy and psychiatry appointments in 54 minute intervals, allowing herself 6 minutes of downtime in between each, in efforts to collect enough composure not to straight up yell at the next soccer mom who comes crying about what she’s read in her daughter’s diary that day. After twenty-ish years in this field, it’s become something of a game to her; whether she’s seeing who is dumb enough to take her advice without question, or if she’s sending a live grenade into a dying marriage, just to see what will happen. Some days, she’s a machine, and some days; she’s just waiting until it’s late enough to crack a bottle of wine, mix it with some self-prescribed sleeping pills, and fall blissfully back into her dream-world, where she has all the control, and none of the responsibilities.
wanted connections to come! ** will repost when they're written <3
╰ cis man , he/him/his ☆ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … we’re introduced to SANTOS SALAZAR SANTIAGO , the TWENTY EIGHT year old GUIDE at EMERALD CITY ART GALLERY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to DARIO YAZBEK. the whispers in the wind tells us of their EASYGOING and IDEALISTIC reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of once upon a time are the sweetest words in any world; if you don’t like the person you are, enough time and magic will surely make you a new one; the precocious child with his head in the clouds grows into an adult with rose-colored glasses; i don’t go looking for trouble, it usually just finds me. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as BASTIAN BALTHAZAR BUX / THE SHAGGY MAN ( THE NEVERENDING STORY / THE WIZARD OF OZ ) .
i. it starts on a day like any other, like any good story. he's ten. intelligent, unpopular, being raised by his father: his only surviving parent. a dentist and a man too out of touch with his own emotions to guide his son through grief, bastian is alone most days. so he escapes. he's read every book he could get his hands on, devouring one novel after another with the frenzied desire only accessible to neglected children. and suddenly there's a book unlike any other. when you stop reading those other books, you get to be a little boy again, the grizzled old shopkeeper tells him. those other books are safe. he steals the book when the old man's back is turned, and quickly loses himself in the neverending story. he follows the great hero atreyu on his quest to save fantasia from the nothing, but both protagonist and reader are left utterly baffled when, in the final chapter, the childlike empress herself tells atreyu that he cannot save fantasia. but bastian can.
ii. he gives the empress a new name, and she is reborn with a new identity. a new fantasia to rule over. she entrusts bastian with auryn, an amulet which gives the wearer unlimited wishes. it's only after the boy becomes a man while adventuring through fantasia that he learns the cost of bearing auryn. every wish steals a memory from the human who possesses auryn, until they find themselves helplessly lost in fantasia, with no memory of who or where they are. with only his own name and the memory of his father remaining, bastian spends decades toiling to reclaim everything he's lost. the lost memories have to go somewhere, and so they do. a mine, where each memory becomes trapped in the stone as a painting on canvas. by the time he returns to his world as a little boy again, he's lived to be an old man once already. some years go by, and then he meets a girl named dorothy. when auryn reveals itself to her, bastian expects their journey to end in fantasia. instead, he finds himself in a land called oz. ozma takes him in, and in exchange, he donates auryn to the emerald city. in fantasia, he nearly killed his best friend in a fit of power-hungry rage. he would not make the same mistakes again in oz. there, he's known for his compassion and his love.
iii. in enchanted falls, truthfully not much has changed for him. while he doesn't have the memories of all he's learned in fantasia, the curse couldn't take from him how tender and full of love his adventures made him. he's a painter in his spare time, and teaches others about art for work. very rarely is he found without at least one other "oz" character, but he's very friendly -- albeit a little awkward -- and loves to help the people around him in whatever ways he can.
welcomed to the fray is 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒃𝒔, a 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 waiter at 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞 who resembles 𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅. when spoken of by his friends & peers he is often described as 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 & 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 ! trapped at night in his thoughts, he oft sees flickers of a time where he had once lived as 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧 ( 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒏 ).
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 a warm summer's rain, the warmth that pours from open store fronts in the dead of winter, bravery in the face of death, a little brown bird sitting on a pale branch.
𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, theo jakobs
𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, teddy
𝐚𝐠𝐞, twenty-five
𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉, 9/25
𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, white
𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, cis - male
𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬, he / him
𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, bisexual
𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, biromantic
𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, waiter at the princess & the pie
... once he was ...
a young pig keeper, day dreaming of a grander purpose; a grander life. the young man, a boy at the time, had his heads in the clouds believing himself something else. given a task to prove himself by protecting and guiding a treasured & talented pig, taran finds himself alone in the forest. losing the treasured pig, taran begins his journey and story to face the horned king and destroy the black cauldron. meeting several new friends along the way, and finding himself along the way, discarding the fable he'd made for himself in his head previously.
... life in enchanted falls ...
theo lives with a roommate in a flat above a storefront with his dog, gurgi: a stray he'd found a few years back who loves nothing more than stealing snacks and table scraps. working at the princess and the pie part time, and attending college classes he'd missed in his younger years at the same time, theo somehow manages his life to a messy perfection; somehow balancing it all. when theo is not at college or at the princess and the pie, he often spends his time walking gurgi and hanging out with his roommate; dragged off to events by them that he otherwise would not attend.
𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 : roomates, childhood friends, new friends, exes, found family, coworkers, crushes, etc.
we’re introduced to VIVIANE MYRICKS , the TWENTY FIVE years old BUSINESS OWNER at ANDALASIAN IMPORTS AND PERFUMERY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to SOPHIE THATCHER. the whispers in the wind tells us of their SELF - SUFFICENT and MISANTHROPIC reputation. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PRINCESS EILONWY OF LLYR, NIMUE (THE BLACK CAULDRON, THE LADY OF THE LAKE).
the townsfolk often are reminded of the damp musk of a secluded dungeon chamber, intricate detailing of a old iron doorknob, a incandescent shimmer orbiting her like her own personal sun, being a damsel to nothing.
FULL NAME: viviane myricks
NICKNAME(S): vee, vivi, little anne
AGE: twenty five
DATE OF BIRTH: unknown, year of [redacted]
ETHNICITY: white; of welsh, english and irish heritage
GENDER: non - binary, assigned female at birth
PRONOUNS: she / her, they / them
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: panromantic
OCCUPATION: owner of andalasian imports and perfumery
... once upon a time ...
born into the royal house of llyr, the women in her family line were formidable enchantresses, including her mother, angharad, and grandmother regat. eilonwy was no different, readily visible in her manipulation of a magical orb, otherwise known as a golden pelydryn, that never left her side. she was once kidnapped and held captive by the horned king, after he assumed that her orb would allow him to locate and gain power of the mystical black cauldron to raise his undead army and rule the lands. when this proved unsuccessful, eilonwy was kept as a scullery maid until she made her escape -- defeating the horned king on his pursuit of power with the friends she had made along the way. many new adventures awaited her on her journey back to her kingdom.
eventually, she met the grand wizard merlin, and ceased the opportunity to learn all she can, by whatever means she could. although having been trained as a sorceress back in her kingdom and not a warrior, she was quite capable of using various kinds of weapons, particularly the sword, bow, and spear. even when unarmed, she would fight until incapacitated. hot tempered, stubborn, resolute . . . yet sharp, snippy, strong - willed, and sarcastic, but at the same time talkative and often scatterbrained. princess eilonwy would not be so easily defeated, by will or strength.
eilonwy had someone fill in her royal duties until she became of the age to be seated on the throne, despite being the sole heir in the house of llyr and an orphaned child. she spent most of her years in solitude before she had to face her obligations, and came to be known as the lady of the lake. a sorceress that resided within the bottom of a mystical lake, often associated with fairfolk and their fellow likeminded creatures, known for being quite the enchantress in many a tale. when king arthur broke the sword he pulled from the stone in battle with another king, merlin brought him to eilonwy, and she gifted him the sword known as excalibur. she never made it back to her kingdom before the curse befell them all.
... life in enchanted falls ...
the owner of their own business, andalasian imports and perfumery, viviane is quite the independent. having struggled with being in and out of foster care as a young child before the untimely death of her biological parents, she grew to know her way of being self - sufficient. . . and, of course, her way of attracting certain kinds of trouble. a reformed miscreant some would say, viviane focuses on keeping herself afloat most days, helping out at their shared apartment with dylan graham and jinyu klau. she also works part - time at the pandemonium as a bartender, not quite confident enough to pursue stepping up as a performer.
WANTED DYNAMICS: customers, employees, close, distant, new or old friendships, former lovers, adversarial, neighbours.
╰ cs female , she + her ☆ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … we’re introduced to ELEANOR FRESNE , the 27 years old MAID at MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S INN from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to PHOEBE DYNEVOR. the whispers in the wind tells us of their FORBEARING and IDEALISING reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of shards of shimmering glass shattered across a marble floor , ill-intent mistaken for affection and love , a melody once enchanting now turning sweet dreams to nightmares , a cream white apron soiled with cinders , purple shaded bruises on porcelain pale flesh from a pea sized discomfort. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as ELLA TREMAINE ( CINDERELLA ) + THE PRINCESS ( PRINCESS AND THE PEA ) .
a study in : pretty privilege , people pleasing , forgivenesses is the biggest strength , a fear of asking for help again , romanticism of everything as a way to cope , a little white lie and the guilt that followed
BEFORE THE CURSE ( vague abuse mention tw )
as the story goes , there was a girl who lost her mother at a young age , a once happily family plagued by the loss of one so dear. the girl a spitting image of her mother with a sweet temperament that would put even the sweetest flowers to shame. ella , as the girl was called , clung to her father in lieu of the tragedy as he was all she had left — though in some ways it could be said that the chateau greatly reminded ella of her mother ( as it is said a homemaker is truly who makes a house a home ) and perhaps the only tangible thing that brought her comfort.
it was only a short while before ella's father had remarried , attempting to once again find love as within such a short time he'd grown tired of the loneliness. in truth , ella thought he was attempting to replace her mother , but she took in the new step-mother and step-sisters with all the grace of that of her late mother. then he passed , and as the story goes ella became a prisoner in her own home. a maid servant pushed to the attic where a winter's cold chill often left her to sleep by the fire where embers would dirty her face , and thus cinderella. the death of the only other person she had left in this world that truly loved her broke ella. she retreated into herself more and more and each day came to romanticize her situation to provide little relief in the torment she faced both internally and externally. cooking , cleaning , sewing , it all busied ella and so it was when she was alone at night that her mind was tormented. rare was her sweet dreams , the ones that kept her hopeful for a family like she had once upon a time. it was also the reason ella had so hastily fallen for a man she didn’t know. his face was handsome and his words were sweet , but there was a bitterness under it all , a rot. he was no better than the carriage that had turned back into a pumpkin.
so when the stroke of midnight came upon her marriage , it all came at once. that familiar grief fell upon her once more. was her step mother right? was there truly no one left to love ella in this world? maybe such a sentiment had truly come to plague her more than expected for when she found another , love was tainted. a knock on the door and promise she was a princess left her with a restless night , not for the pea placed under mattresses for a test but the guilt that ate at her for a lie , the first time she'd done such a thing. had her first marriage truly soiled her good nature? it certainly had left her waiting for this prince to do the same , and maybe he would , or his mother would.
AFTER THE CURSE
eleanor's father was a man well off with a chateau he had placed in eleanor's name before he passed , but the papers had been lost . . . misplaced and instead she found herself working to get by. now , she was a lucky girl as pretty privilege and a sweet disposition had given eleanor more than she would have gotten otherwise. unfortunately , she romanticized what she thought was to be love with her now ex-husband , perhaps it was just infatuation at the time but it did cost her a decent job and with the connections she'd lost , eleanor was left to fall back on what she could afford — a maid at the midsummer night's inn.
it was there she came across another in need of a room for a night with a mother who was displeased at everything the inn had to offer , and while this man might seem like a prince charming she's afraid , very afraid. the illusion of what love is has been tainted for eleanor in which she finds dreaming about the notion far safer and maybe , just maybe she doesn't trust her own judgement — far too naive to the ways of others.
i'll be making this part more detailed in time!
HEADCANONS
her home. glass objects commonly around her home. maybe a bit of miss havisham about her , the start of it anyway.
from years of working , eleanor has begun to develop an acute form of fms aka fibromyalgia which explains the bruising and restless sleeping habits that have formed , though the latter could also be a product of guilt
romanticism , her favourite way to cope with anything that might even so much as slightly displease or upset her.
LIKES & DISLIKES
favorable: dreaming , singing , piano music , dancing , attending parties , pumpkin soup , beautiful dresses she cannot afford , afternoon tea , kindness from a stranger , floor-length windows that allow the sunshine in
unfavorable: being locked in a room / locked doors , people will ill-intent , raised voices , uncomfortable mattresses and sleepless nights
welcomed to the fray is 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧, a 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 repair merchant at 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 who resembles 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒖𝒍 𝒌𝒐𝒉𝒍𝒊. when spoken of by his friends & peers he is often described as 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐮𝐥 & 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 ! trapped at night in his thoughts, he at times sees flickers of a time where he had once lived as 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 (𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞).
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 old leather straps, the glint of dust floating against rays of sun, the bitter reality of waking up from a dream, long walks and the familiar stretch and burn that come with them.
𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, seigfried eaton
𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, seig
𝐚𝐠𝐞, thirty-five
𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉, 6/17
𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, indian hindu
𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, cis - male
𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬, he / him
𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, heterosexual
𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, heteroromantic
𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, repair worker at shining armour repairs
... once he was ...
an experienced hunter and prince and son of a widowed queen, seigfried is both intelligent and gullible. with a temperament that of a stubborn young adult long past his early years, his maturity was certainly lacking. he was intended to be wed to odette from a young age, but often rejected her and her company for many years and many visits. he preferred the company of his close friends and companions instead.
... life in enchanted falls ...
haunted by his former life in more ways than one, seig has hardened though his kindness has flourished in place of his once upon a time: cocky attitude. he spends grueling hours at the shining armour repair shop of his own volition, pounding out dents in steel and iron, reshaping warped forms, and refurbishing rusted belt buckles. he has not so distant feelings for a certain woman in town; an ex of his persay.
𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 : coworkers, customers new and old, friendships from youth to friendships new, found family, sibling (non biological) relationships.
we’re introduced to ERAN FINELL, the TWENTY SIX years old FILM PROJECTIONIST at JESTER’S CINEMA from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to LOGAN LERMAN. the whispers in the wind tells us of their DILIGENT and PUSILLANIMOUS reputation. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as FINLEY (THE WIZARD OF OZ).
the townsfolk often are reminded of a chirping flock of morning doves, the ringing of a receptionist’s bell, old velveteen arm chairs, flickering light of a projector at the back of a movie theatre.
FULL NAME: eran finell
NICKNAME(S): none applicable
AGE: twenty six
DATE OF BIRTH: unknown, year of [redacted]
ETHNICITY: ashkenazi jewish
GENDER: cis male
PRONOUNS: he / him
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic
OCCUPATION: film projectionist at jester's cinema
... once upon a time ...
finley was the lackey of none other than oscar diggs, meeting for the first time when he had saved the young shapeshifer from certain death, despite recognizing oscar's less than moral, and often self-involved decisions all too soon. he stuck by him through thick and thin, often overlooked but nonetheless loyal, gaining his own courage throughout their times together.
... life in enchanted falls ...
often found at the back of a movie theatre, keeping to himself in the solitude of the projection room, eran is an honorable man of simple pleasures. a former bellhop at midsummer night's inn until he was fired, eran allowed management to walk all over him. it's safe to say that he has been enjoying his new occupation since.
WANTED DYNAMICS: close, distant, new or old friendships, former lovers, crushes (more than likely unrequited or unknown, in eran's case), adversarial, roommates, neighbours.
