❛ hey HOT STUFF, ❜ the green-eyed girl greets, hues lighting up upon spotting naomi out by the lodge. guitar case dangling from her arm, she approaches the female, figure illuminated softly by the moonlight peeking out from behind some clouds. ❛ you look worse for wear. what did you get up to, a fucking BAR fight ? ❜ she teases, flashing a wink at the female without knowing the WEIGHT of her question. ❛ did you see me on stage earlier ? i couldn’t spot you in the crowd but i’m totally hoping you were watching me because that’s the most in-pocket i’ve been with the group in a WHILE. ❜ noticing her ramble is lost on deaf ears, dark eyebrows furrow together as she moves to gently brush her hand against the other female’s arm. ❛ naomi, HEY, is everything okay ? you seem super out of it, ❜ the female mumbles softly, showing obvious concern for how distant her counterpart seemed.
naomi walked into the apartment with a big ol’ smile on her face knowing her little plan had actually fell through. waiting to valencia wasn’t paying attention she quickly tossed one of her own shirts into the doorway of the girls room. “she’s always taking my stuff and leaving it everywhere you know, i just wanted to make sure that’s all.” she nodded assuringly before looking over to the doorway. she walked over picking up the shirt she had thrown in. “you see, i just knew i could fine it here thank you.” she said before pulling the girl into a hug. naomi stood hugging her, more time spent than a usual hug, before letting her go. “um, were you doing anything before i barged in?”
to see naomi actually PULL the shirt from her room was admittedly shocking—- she could have sworn that would be her first time laying eyes on it. ❛ hm, i didn’t even remember noah wearing that in the last few times we’ve hung out. that must have been there for a while then, SHIT, ❜ she giggles, before naomi catches her in a hug ( which she admittedly did nothing to deserve ) and has val coming about this close to losing her cool. if valencia is being honest, she had nothing of substance planned other than a quick smoke and a fat nap—- so she does what she does BEST and improvises by pulling something out of her ass. ❛ i um ... i was gonna bake some weed cookies actually ? ❜ it’s not technically a LIE: the canabutter sitting in her fridge WAS supposed to be for edibles ... but not until UPCOMING weekend with her little squad. val figures it’ll be better used here and now ; the girls will have to forgive her.
❛ it’d be more fun to do it with you though. wanna stay and help ? ❜
scavenging around her closet trying to find the perfect outfit to wear, naomi settled for a simple cute, above the knee of course, dress. her reasoning for looking cute? attempting to flirt with valencia. pacing back and fourth in her room attempting to find a reason she could use as to why she knocked on valencias door. settling for the one that seemed most logical, naomi made her way on down the hallway, taking the stairs down. stuck in front of the girls door, naomi struggled to lift her arm up to knock, unsure of if her plan was actually going to fall through. after urging herself to knock, she seen the door open, revealing the girls apartment. “oh, um, hey, i think noah borrowed one of my shirts and left it here i just came back to get it.” she smiled, trying to hide how nervous she really was. @valcnciv
❛ OH, howdy stranger. ❜ her tone of surprise can clearly be attributed to the unexpected visit—- val and naomi weren’t necessarily CLOSE by any means, but this didn’t mean valecnia wasn’t absolutely over the moon to have the female show up unannounced at her door. ❛ i honestly can’t remember the last time noah changed here ... but i’m SURE you’re right. it seems like her, ❜ she drawls, greened hues lingering over the other’s form as she motions for her to pass by her into the apartment. valencia’s room is, quite frankly, FAR from presentable, but she figures any time spent ALONE with naomi is worth whatever tactics may entail. ❛ you’re more than welcome to check my room, i’ll even come help if you want ? ❜
whats up distinguished guests it’s me nicki w my new demon child VALENCIA who is basically the human embodiment of a black hole. i literally first wrote her for a skeleton rp where she was based off of the color bLACK SO THAT SHOULD TELL Y’ALL SOMETHIN KSDFJDF. i have a pinterest board for the original version of her muse here if y’all want some visuals !
* tw for abuse, violence, TOXIC BEHAVIOR IN GENERAL
( lauren jauregui • 21 • cisfemale ) looks like valencia santillo just moved into apartment 3C! i heard that she is here in los angeles because she wanted to escape an oppressive environment and become a writer but has been struggling – thankfully moreau has taken them in! rumour has it, they can be quite bellicose and mercurial but at least they're vibrant and straightforward, hey? i can already tell they’re going to be the spitfire of the building.
this is gonna b quick bc i know y’all are tired of me JSKDF
basically val is like 5′4 of bloody knuckles, mommy issues, and bde. SHE born and raised in boston massachussetts which is where our story begins !
her mom was a doctor at the peak of her career who had no intention of having a child but ALAS she was stuck with val anyways after not realizing she was pregnant w her on and off again fiance until ‘oh boy are those contractions ?’
suffice to say val had an absentee p.o.s. wall street workin dad and a mom who resented her for taking up so much of her attention rather than letting her focus on her career. she was emotionally abusive towards val from a young age despite val practically raising herself ??? anywho her mom eventually began to get physically aggressive with her once val got older and started snapping back to defend herself and there were several instances where cops were called and excuses had to be made up :/
val never really cared for school since she only liked the weird morbid stuff like war and plague and death so she started playing ice hockey in like the 6th grade and her mom finally started paying attention to her !! like ‘wow ok ur finally worth something to me’ which gave val such messed up self-value issues ? but the sport became val’s life and her whole existence revolved around it, it was val’s sole source of happiness for so long tbh :((
val stuck with it through high school & ended up getting REALLY good and got a scholarship to boston university, where she studied english ( emphasis in folklore ) and sociology. she took her team to their championships her senior year & won but at a huge price bc val got slammed into the barrier shooting a buzzer-beating shot and like demolished 3 fucking vertebrae
and since now val can’t play due to her injury shes a v bitter, v angry, v sad lil bean who was forced to move back in w her mom and that’s when shit got BAD. it was even worse than when she was a kid and her only real escape was putting on her headphones and tucking away into a book
ended up running away to moreau like a year ago after she graduated & recovered enough to be back to normal. she got into a beef with her mom that was so bad she broke val’s nose and that was just it for valencia. val packed her shit into a duffel bag, hopped on her motorcycle, and never looked back. road tripped for like a month through the US draining tf out of her savings account to make it to LA. she wants to be a writer but knows it’s not a career she can make a living off of so she hops from small job to small job while she compiles a poetry portfolio to try and get published
PERSONALITY WISEEEEE
val’s like, super aggressive and imposing and kinda has no filter ?? she’s a v love or hate type person and it’s not unusual for ppl to want to avoid her bc she’s scary JFKSJD. also can be..... really unreliable sometimes she’s habitually late and will legit not show up to her own party bc she forgot she had a dick/pussy appointment that night lmfao she can be the WORST but she’s a loyal ass bitch to her inner circles
she’s a hedonist bc it feels good and bc she’s got the leftover trust fund money for expensive drugs and thats really it. no rhyme or reason. she likes to party so she gon seek out a good time and she’s !!! got a rlly high tolerance for shit so she’ll b out here livin her best life like every night DHFS !
her biggest issue is her unchecked aggression and attachment issues ..... she either doesn’t give a single fuck or she’s violently possessive, there’s very little in between. she gets jealous easily and stirs drama to get her way. also will nOT hesitate to punch a bitch and has a lifetime membership to her local mma gym bc :))) aggression issues im tellin u dfadfa
teeters between absolute apathy and like a calm bubbling rage bc she’s in emotional anguish and feels uncomfortable w kindness bc of her mom and has no concept of how to deal w her emotions but !! shes never learned how to bc shes always been on survival mode her whole life and that’s val !!!
uhhhh she’s a mf gryffindor, works at the local bookstore, her leather jacket and motorcycle are her most prized possessions. also pansexual and polyamorous depending on the situation bc sometimes she’s like ‘yeah i can share’ and other time’s she’s like ‘look at anyone else but me n i will cut u’
I HAVE A BUNCH OF PLOTS I WANT FOR HER SO HMU PLS ON DISCORD OR ON HERE N I’LL HARASS U W MY LOVEEEE
