dylan o'brien, cis man, he+him, 30 // i think gavin lancaster just walked by, a dylan o'brien lookalike. they've been here in rocky view for about ten years, and seem to hang around paws and claws animal rescue a lot. i've also seen them working at crow's veterinary clinic as a vet tech. when asked to describe themselves, they're likely to say the smell of burnt coffee, the sound of a book falling from a shelf, and the feeling of an old, worn out leather jacket.
(please note, the following contains mentions of bullying and death)
STATISTICS:
basics.
full name: Gavin Andrew Lancaster
hometown: Peabody, Massachusetts
age & DOB: 30 / October 27th
gender: cis man
pronouns: he/him
children: N/A
animals: a golden retriever puppy named Torrance
occupation: vet tech at crow’s veterinary clinic
relationship status: single
sexual orientation: heterosexual
appearance.
fc: dylan o’brien
hair color: brown
eye color: brown
height: 5'10"
build: athletic
piercings: n/a
tattoos: a small raven on the back of his neck, paw prints on the left side of his chest
theme song: Beat the Devil’s Tattoo by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
BACKGROUND INFORMATION:
As if growing up a short distance away from Salem, MA wasn’t weird enough for Gavin, his parents owned their own funeral service. While his mother was the mortician, his father was the funeral director. To make matters worse, they made their home in the upstairs of the same building they ran the funeral home out of.
With all of that given, Gavin didn’t exactly have the easiest time growing up. He was bullied a lot for being the ‘weird’ kid constantly surrounded by death. His interests didn’t make it any better. He poured himself into the works of Stephen King, Edgar Allan Poe, R.L. Stine, and Christopher Pike. He believed in all the spooky things - the ghosts, the vampires, the werewolves. It was all real in his mind.
He didn’t exactly have many friends growing up, so he poured all of his free time into caring for animals. In between spending time with his childhood best friend (a black cat named Shadow), and volunteering at the local shelter, it was clear what Gavin was going to do with his life.
The moment he graduated from high school, he enrolled in college and set forward on making his dreams of being a vet tech a reality. He performed extremely well in his studies and graduated on time.
Shortly after graduation, he decided to seek adventures elsewhere and moved to Rocky View to live with his extended family (maternal aunt’s family). The change in scenery was exactly what he needed.
In Rocky View, he was able to start over and make a name for himself. No longer was he the weird, harbinger of doom that his peers in Peabody made him out to be. In Rocky View, he could be his kind, nerdy self.
While he’s living the life his younger self dreamed of, he just couldn’t leave the past in the past. Hence why he runs a paranormal and true crime podcast with his friend Carmilla.
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
COUSINS:
FLING/FLIRATIONSHIP:
EX-GIRLFRIEND:
BEST FRIEND:
DRINKING BUDDY:
COWORKERS:
OWNER OF HIS FAVORITE PATIENT: (this person’s pet has really captured Gavin’s heart and he’s made it a point to befriend them just to get extra time with the animal(s).)
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Okay, that’s it, he has had enough of this man’s childishness behaviour. Call him a hypocrite, but when it came down to this, this was not a thing to joke about or push aside. Kyojin thought himself to be a patient man, but not here, not this situation. If he had to resort to violence, then so be it.
Kyojin moved swiftly, not missing a single beat, as if he had done this a thousand times. A leg had struck out to sweep the man’s legs, left hand simultaneously already reaching out to take hold of Gavin’s neck to slam him against the nearest wall then lift him up. Lycans and Vamps were both very fast creatures, however, a starved Vamp may as well be a normal human being.
“I couldn’t care less what you want. You don’t want to harm anyone? You think hiding away will keep everyone safe? Let me tell you something.” Kyojin leaned forward, speaking clearly into the short male’s ear. “Chaining you down with the strongest metal known to man can’t keep a hungry beast like your kind down.”
“daddy wouldn’t appreciate you being around here with me, would he?” arrogance and all, gavin smirks, letting calloused hands caress soft flesh. “his little girl with a rival? naughty, aren’t you?”
i’d like to keep seeing your face always, eternally, so that all the strength, the liveliness, the sexuality of your face would never disappear from my eyes.
i don’t know how to utter tender words, i don’t know how to speak to you so that,
“you want the money, don’t you? you want to get out of this town, right?” when he’s greeted with silence, gavin grins. “now, come give daddy what he wants.”
