In another life, where Tripps didn't actively hide the illustrations he squirrelled away in one of his most prized possessions (read: his journal), he might have been a comic book artist or something. How cool would that have been?! Totally. That is, if most people wouldn't laugh about it, anyway. No one would take an illustrator seriously, these days. The second anyone heard the word 'comic' anything, a prejudgment of you had already formed in their heads and it often came tagged with a label of DORK.
Nah, Tripps had had plenty of years in that shadow enough.
No way would he suffer the indignity of it through his adult years, too.
But you know what people didn't think was nerdy? In fact, they considered downright edgy and new and even a minor badge of certain toughness? Tattoos! Nobody messed with someone who got tattoos. They were a status symbol that practically screamed not to fuck with you. And, Tripps was able to appreciate the artistry of it. He was even able to draw his own design and present it like this was just some cool thing he saw somewhere because of course he wasn't going to admit it was his.
This wasn't Tripps' first tattoo—
But it was the first he'd get while in Cardinal Hill. The male sauntered into Razor Sharp with a plan already in mind, though paused almost immediately once he saw the rather... Well, the guy just didn't look like he'd be a tattooist. Or a piercer. Tripp double-checked the sign on the window to confirm he hadn't mistakenly walked into the library or some cafe, or even the comic store itself — nope, no accident.
"Sorry," Tripps covered the momentary disbelief with a sudden winning grin that stretched ear-to-ear as he approached the other and pointed, "that was weird of me, wasn't it? I forgot myself. It's just — has anyone ever told you what piercing eyes you have?" He covered a hand over chest and shook his head. "Had me rooted, my guy. You need to be careful with those." Honestly, it wasn't even a lie. This man did have beautiful blue eyes. That's why it came so easily to play off his initial brow raise.
lizzie loved everything that had to do with makeup, hair, fitness and just everything that had to deal with her taking care of herself. the key word: loved. they eventually became obsessions. the makeup was never enough, that’s why she continues to get volumized hybrid lash extensions to add to her look. hair will never be at it’s most perfect state such a roots growing in, it being done or extensions placed if she does ever do a cut for healthy growth. she rarely ever wears her curls because she has such an unfortunate developed insecurity around them. fitness, such an obsession to the point she participates in so many sports and does the gym to maintain her best figure it realistically started becoming a dangerous obsession. all these things at one point were healthy things she did to take care of herself until she turned it into something more.
It was late when she heard the door and admittedly, she should’ve asked Ryder to get it, considering the current state of the town of Olympus. You didn’t know whether it was the Rogue that had run her off the road or Catalina stopping by to visit. Still, Izzy went to the door in her robe, hugging it to her as she leaned up to look out the peep hole to ensure it was someone she knew. When she sees Wyatt, her heart quickens slightly. Considering where the pair had left things off: her revealing what Reina said, him wrapping his arms around her and trying to calm the voice in her head, Izzy didn’t really know what all of this meant. Running a quick hand through her hair and rubbing her lips together, Izzy unlocks the deadbolt and the lock to open the door for Wyatt.
However, when she saw him, something seemed off. Call it intuition or call it having lived with and been around Club life for so long but when she sees him, she just knows. He’s freshly showered and yet he looks dirty. But that doesn’t mean she’s going to ask him about it. Maybe she’d rather not know. “Hey, baby,” she says, letting him in the door. “I didn’t realize you were coming over,” she adds. Not that it’s a bad thing. Izzy had wanted him back in her daily life again, annoyed at her own idiocy listening to Reina about her worth in Wyatt’s life. “Are you hungry?” she asks, unsure what else to do now but cook him something. At least not until he tells her what he needs.
Hey! I read your post about self image and I wanted to tell you that I understand how you feel. I mean who doesn't want to be pretty (based on their own standards of beauty) and wanted right? I too struggle a lot with these stuff and I know it sucks. But honestly, fuck that. It'll sound super cliché but in the end I'm sm prouder of the qualities I have other than by just being plainly pretty. It literally could be anything you're proud of yourself and when that becomes a definition of who you are, then I think that's wayyyy more cool than anything beauty/appearance related. Even if one day you'll do plastic surgery (which I completely support if that'll make u feel confident) or not, I hope you can still feel comfortable in your own skin! :) <3
This is so sweet, thank you <3 You're right, it sucks and almost everyone goes through it at one point. I hope it doesn't bring you down too much either :/, you don't deserve that. I think I'm just a bit pessimistic when it comes to myself, to the point that i can't find many redeeming qualities of mine at all. And there are those days sometimes when i just crave being close to someone romantically/"intimately" but feel like I'll never have that. But it's mostly chill and i tend to spiral anyways hehe :). Anyways, thank you for this ❤️ I'll try feeling more comfortable as I am and i hope you do too <33
any one else like...... really hating their body but like in a totally different way than regular self hatred? like.......... in a ‘I wish I didn’t look like this I wish I had tiny boobs or none at all and I wish I was skinny but not because I want to be skinny but because I want to take up less space but also I kind of just don’t want a body at all’
dominic sherwood : cismale : he/him : student : afraid by the neighborhood ϟ did you see draco malfoy ? you know , 22 year old pureblood who is in slytherin. some say he can be quite +dutiful but are known to be -abrasive . they are secretly aligned with the neutrals . maybe that’s why they remind me of pressed, white button downs; old history books with delicate bindings; the scent of dew on an early spring morning; piercing eyes looking off into the distance filled with horror and distraught; ϟ penned by rhia : 20 : est : she/her .
𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 // 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
hi hello my name is rhia & i’m super excited to be here with all you lovely ppl !! i’m not going to lie to y’all , this is my first time playing as draco , so i wanna apologize in advance for any inconsistencies or errors on my part , there will definitely be a bit of trial & error at first BUT he’s one of my fave characters from the hp universe so hopefully i can do him justice !! as a general warning though , he will definitely be canon divergent bc i like adding my own twists to canon characters ( it’s more fun for me that way tbh !! ). anyways , enough rambling , onto the good stuff !!
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:
full name : draco lucius malfoy
birthday : June 5th , 1980
hogwarts house : slytherin
blood status : pureblood
sexuality : unsure ( he’s still questioning atm )
height : 5′11″
hair colour : silver - blond
eye colour : gray
wand : 10" , hawthorn , unicorn hair ( ❛ hawthorn wands may be particularly suited to healing magic , but they are also adept at curses , & the hawthorn wand seems most at home with a conflicted nature , or with a witch or wizard passing through a period of turmoil. ❜ ❛ unicorn hair : wands with these cores produced the most consistent magic , were least subject to fluctuations & blockages , were most difficult to turn to the dark arts. ❜ )
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘:
likes : reading , quiet nights on the astronomy tower , nighttime strolls around the castle , the bubbling of potions , receiving top marks , proving himself right.
dislikes : constant pressure , conformity , loneliness , the idea of conflict & war , the fear of him being a disappointment to his family & the malfoy name.
boggart : a mirror image of himself , standing before him wearing an evil sneer , & bearing the dark mark on his forearm.
amortentia : the scent of a rainy day , peppermint , freshly baked cookies , & roses.
patronus : draco hasn’t learned the patronus charm yet , & probably wouldn’t be able to successfully cast one due to his lack of happy memories.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄:
the silver haired bundle of joy came into the world on a sunny june morning , wrapped in love & adoration by his parents. draco lucius malfoy , a name he would find difficult to live up to in the years to come.
his early memories were no different than many young purebloods growing up. he was spoiled , anything he wished for was his with just a snap of his fingers. to many people’s surprise he was a soft young boy, with nothing but love for those around him. he was a bright white light amongst darker souls. that bright light would be diminished soon enough , once his father got a hold of him. draco taught to hate those with ❛ tainted blood ❜ , as his father plainly put it. he never questioned the older malfoy , but there was doubt buried deep within him , quietly waiting to bubble up towards the surface.
lucius malfoy was always a difficult man to please , although that didn’t deter draco from trying. as he aged , draco was desperate to earn his father’s affection. he dove into many of the books in the malfoy manor , learning everything & anything he could. he constantly harassed muggleborns & those deemed less than him. yet , nothing ever worked towards draco’s favor. there was always someone better , & was always compared to those around him. his mother , however , was more compassionate towards him as a boy. although she never defended draco when lucius would go after him , picking up the broken pieces left behind. it saddened draco for a while , but mostly encouraged him to do better , breaking his self image along the way.
his school years were no different at first. he achieved high marks in a majority of his classes , & tormenting muggleborns whenever he got the chance. still , it never felt quite right to him. ( death mention tw ) it wasn’t until cedric diggory’s death that everything he had tried so hard to repress came towards the surface , & he could feel himself faltering. he’s conflicted in who he is as a person , & who he wants to be. the worst is still to come , & draco knows the expectations laid before him. time is running out for him , & soon he’ll be forced to pick a side , a decision he’s too afraid to even make.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:
honestly give me all the plots ; friends , exes , friends with benefits , confidants , quidditch rivals , etc. maybe even someone who’s muggleborn that he finds himself tolerating ( but like in secret idk ??? ) or even like helping him find the right side. or even a death eater who keeps pushing draco towards the dark side ?? he’s at a tug of war with himself atm so he could go either way lol. just know that shipping with draco will probably be v tricky bc he’s got a lot of insecurity & shit. even if we plotted before , i’m always down to try new plots ! i’m open to brainstorming as well !!
also note : i tried to kinda keep his backstory vague but these are my personal headcanons about draco & his parents , things are subject to change if we ever get a lucius or narcissa but yeah. just wanted to mention that too.
