Baby, you've been makin' me crazy The way my heart has been racin' I've been feelin' you lately, lately
Lately - Forrest. ft. Biskwiq & RYCE
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Baby, you've been makin' me crazy The way my heart has been racin' I've been feelin' you lately, lately
Lately - Forrest. ft. Biskwiq & RYCE
@cardstocke // forrest
"You deliver — pizzas? Right?" Before he has a chance to answer, or defend himself from what is very clearly an attack: "Why? Why would you do that?"
@glacierfront // @cardstocke // forrest asked for four headcanons
QUALITY TIME. they used to watch movies together. forrest would play with her hair. there used to be so much of it, hair i mean, back when it was long! they don't watch movies together anymore.
BITING. biting him biting him biting him biting him
THE TRUTH IS THAT. spirit is equal parts attracted to and infuriated by forrest. sometimes one fuels the other. she would never act on it. he doesn't deserve anything like satisfaction.
BITING P2. would let forrest feed from her, again.
forrest reed’s masquerade outfit
Basics:
Name: Forrest Reed Age: 32 Species: vampire
Details: tw addictions
Forrest Reed was born a witch, and by all accounts, should’ve stayed a witch. That, though, changed roughly six months ago when, on a trip outside of Lunar Cove, Forrest was changed.
The official story is that it was the outcome of a rather tragic turn of events. Those in the know, though, know the truth -- Forrest had become so buried under the pressure to be perfect that he took what he believed to be his only way out, and requested that a vampire change him.
It’s been roughly six months, and Forrest is still finding his footing in the vampiric world and coming to terms with the choice that ended it all, but really, that’s what the rest of his existence is for.
Before the change, Forrest was everything you’d expect from the golden boy -- clever, personable, kind. He excelled at school and at sports, cycling through soccer and lacrosse throughout his life.
He’d been born in Boston but moved to Lunar Cove at the age of 6 so that the family could start again after being abandoned by a dead beat dad.
On the surface, life looked perfect for Forrest, but underneath it all, lay the truth: Forrest was cracking under the pressure of it all.
tw start The drinking started as a way to cope. It was nothing too obvious, just enough to take the edge off. Then the peaceful escape that came after being fed from, and Forrest could easily see himself hurtling towards addiction. He’d always been addicted to adrenaline and what could spark an adrenaline high more than a secret lifestyle? tw end
It was for this reason that he decided to make the change -- that and he’d never really felt connected to his magic. It had never come easily to him and it felt more like a burden than a blessing. So, losing it was really no hardship. He more regrets the loss of the deep bond between he and his twin.
Oh? Did I forget to mention that his twin sister in the Supreme because she is, and yeah, that’s interesting.
Anyway, he’s currently working as a personal trainer at Drop it like a Squat, and trying not to fly too closely to the sun a la Icarus.
Potential Connections:
childhood friends
exes
enemies/rivals
coworkers
the vamp who turned him
someone who used to feed on him while he was still a witch
neighbors
idk i’m open to just about anything
who: open @lunarcovestarters where: daily drip
Halloween felt different this year. But that was hardly saying much. Everything felt different this year. Six months had passed since Forrest had made the decision that had altered the course of his existence, or ended it and started it anew depending on whom you asked, and he still hadn’t quite found his footing. “Feels kinda weird, doesn’t it” he mused, glancing over one shoulder. “I mean, participating in a holiday that celebrates monsters when we’re literally the things that go bump in the night.”