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Location: prob a very public cafe
Bellatrix head shot up from the book he was reading, eyes glazing over as he looke off into the distrance head tilting to the side. His hands looked for a pen and his note booking. Opening it up to a page filled with other half scribbled thoughts. Some more finsihed the others most burried under other's that seemed more important. When the pen touched the page his mouth opned to speak. His voice strained almost like he wasn't the one using it.
“When the little bird swallows the world whole,
and red rivers crawl beneath the castle stones,
the Sphere shall open with a mouth of moonlight,
and the dead will answer in borrowed voices.”
The vision stopped and he blinked a few times before looking down at the page letting out an auidble gasp of surprise as he read the words on the page. "Is this the one where we are friends or are we just meeting for the first time i can never tell with you" he spoke as he felt a body move into the space next to him. "either way have seat, Unless this is the one where we had bad sex last week. You know we all know its never the first time that has happened."
If there is one thing that Javier had begun to learn, going to college was a lot more daunting than he had originally anticipated. While he thought it would be somewhat simple, because he didn't think that he was stupid, he was surprised by just what all came with college life. Moving into a dorm, meeting with advisors about the right path for them, learning the lay of the land of what was, quite frankly, a giant maze of a campus was almost overwhelming. If there was one thing that was keeping him going, it was the fact that there was a couple of coffee shops around campus that he could go to to try and get some semblance of normalcy that he was used to.
Of course, as he walked in, he was surprised to see just how packed it absolutely was. Breathing in slowly, the former mechanic headed up to the counter to place his order, glancing around to see if there were any open spots he could take. There weren't any open tables, but there was an open seat in front of a young man that seemed engrossed in his notebook. Maybe he wouldn't mind me sitting quietly in front of him? he thought, and once his coffee was made and his name was called, he grabbed the drink and headed to the table.
Before he even opened his mouth to speak, the other was speaking and Javier had to pause, wondering what exactly was going on when it dawned on him. Right. Some people in this magical world had abilities... It had been ages since he had properly sat himself in a magical world setting, so he had forgotten that some people had additional abilities in addition to the magic that they could channel. Still, as the other noted his presence and said that he could sit there, Javier gave a nod as he moved to sit in front of him.
"Thank you... I can't believe how packed this place is," Javier said with a light, nervous chuckle, moving to take a sip of his beverage before he sat the cup down. "I'm uh... Javier, by the way. We haven't met yet... I'm a new student here at the school, so I don't think this is the one where we had bad sex last week." Not to mention the fact that he hadn't been with a man before, but that was neither here nor there. "What were you doing? You know, if I can ask?"
this was percy's first year at wickerby and none of the descriptions could do the castle justice, it was bigger than anything he could have anticipated. given a map of the school along with his fellow freshmen, he spent most of that first week or so trying to not get lost in one of the tunnels that he was warned about. every day it felt like there was a new chamber, or secret corridor, or tower of the castle that he was discovering for the first time.
how big was the castle?
after finishing dinner, he thought he'd walk the meal off and explore a bit more of the grounds before the sunset. idly playing with his wand, which his father would scold percy for being so carless with such a fine instrument, the young wizard discovered a courtyard surrounded by a pool of water. interesting.
sitting on the edge of the pool, his fingers ran over the stone that looked wet to the touch.
“oh,” he looked up when he saw someone approaching. “is this your secret spot? i didn't mean to interrupt you.” the young man said sheepishly. “sorry.”
A start of a new year brought together a bunch of new students, a bunch of new young minds to nurture into the next generation of witches and wizards that this world would see... And for Vincent, it also meant a new year of eye candy and new boys to sink his teeth, and cock, into. It was something that the professor always looked forward to, wondering what new cock warmers he could find and turn into his pretty little things... But of course, that wasn't something that he could say outright. His extracurricular activities were kept hidden, only those involved knew very well just how much he cheated on his wife and even then, they were made to kept his proclivities a secret - as far as his wife knew, he was still the devoted husband he had always been.
With sunglasses over his eyes, the professor walked through the courtyard in the middle of the day quietly appraising the students that he saw as he walked past. Some with thick asses, some with beautiful thighs or plump lips... So many that he could see becoming a favorite of his... But as he walked, he couldn't help but notice the student standing alone by the pool of water. So beautiful, so young... Just the kind of student he liked.
Slowly the professor made his way to the student, his steps slow and deliberate, the heel of his shoes clacking against the stone in the courtyard and alerting the student to his presence. "No, no," Vincent spoke, a small chuckle to his tone as a smile pulled at the corners of his lips. "I saw that you were standing here and you seemed lost." Lost in thought or lost in location, he wasn't sure, but it did give Vincent an opportunity to come in and introduce himself. "You must be a new student. I'm Vincent Castellan, a professor at this college."
"the hour is very late," the professor drawled, candle light reflecting in his mismatched eyes as the flames danced across his office, "and those halls were never all that safe to being with."
it was not unheard of for the vampire professor to attend to his students and fellow professors at odd times, darkness suited him well and some of his subjects were meant to be explored when the pale light of the moon barely touched the earth. sometimes, they came with offerings. artifacts, tomes, themselves. blood was a valuable currency, zacharias knew better than most.
"what brings you here then?" he questioned, a small grin on his lips. "has my absence at dinner been felt?"
The sun had set hours ago, and yet the Director was still in his office, looking over some paperwork that had been neglected when a student had come into his office asking for assistance. Students always took precedence over paperwork in his office, something that the students were able to see and figure out that his office was a safe place no matter how busy he was - his only rule was that if he was with someone, you be patient as he liked to give people his undivided attention. Even still, it often meant that he was in his office late quite often - sometimes because he was trying to catch up on paperwork, and sometimes so that he was able to keep his office open for the students that only felt comfortable coming to his office when no one would see him.
Either way, it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to be in his office this late.
Having already texted his sons to inform them that he would be home late, to not wait up for him and to order dinner if they needed to, Solomon began to clean up his desk before he headed out of his office. As he did, however, he noticed another light on in the hallway - and he didn't have to look at the plaque at the door to know who it was. There was, certainly, a few professors that would be up this late, but he knew there was one that was consistently always in their office.
Walking down the hallway, the director let his knuckles wrap against the door before he stopped as he leaned against the doorway. "More like I saw that your light was on and I wanted to see how you were doing." While his job was focused more on the students, that didn't mean he couldn't extend his reach to some of the fellow faculty in ensuring that they were well taken care of and comfortable in their roles at the University.
"I figured I'd stop by before I head out, make sure there's nothing I can't help you with."
[ santiago cabrera / 41 / questioning / cis man / he/him / muggle-born ] ⸻ javier alvarez, is an undergraduate student of undecided studies, majoring in an undeclared field of study. he was born in newark, new jersey, but currently resides in newark when not at wickerby. they’re known to be dependable & compassionate, but those that cross them have experienced their stubborn & self-sacrificing nature. when they graduate they hope to finally discover what kind of future they want for themselves, and the world knows the expectations and reputation of wickerby students. greatness will come of them, one way or another.
BASICS
Full Name: Javier Alvarez
Nickname(s): Javi (used primarily by family and close friends)
Age: 41
Date of Birth: June 22nd
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Place of Birth: Newark, New Jersey
Ethnicity: Puerto Rican-American
Nationality: American
Blood Status: Muggle-Born
Magical Lineage: None
Family Reputation: The Alvarez family possesses little influence within magical society, having spent generations firmly rooted within the non-magical world. While not wealthy or particularly prominent, they became known within their local community for their reliability, strong family values, and willingness to support those around them. Javier grew up surrounded by relatives, neighbors, and friends who looked out for one another, shaping much of the compassion and selflessness that would define him later in life. Unlike many students who arrive at Wickerby carrying the expectations of powerful magical families, Javier arrived carrying something far simpler: a lifetime of responsibilities and the determination to meet them.
Gender: Cis Man
Sexual Orientation: Questioning
Romantic Orientation: Questioning
Occupation: Undergraduate Student
Language(s) Spoken: English, Spanish
Accent: Soft Northeastern American accent with traces of New Jersey influence, occasionally strengthened by emotional moments or conversations involving family.
Abilities: None beyond standard magical aptitude.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
Face Claim: Santiago Cabrera
Hair Color: Black with subtle silver beginning to appear throughout his beard and at the temples, creating a distinguished salt-and-pepper contrast that has become one of his most recognizable features.
Eye Color: Warm Brown
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 195 lbs
Build: Lean and naturally athletic with the kind of physique that comes from staying active throughout adulthood rather than pursuing fitness as a hobby. Javier carries noticeable strength through his arms, chest, and shoulders, though years spent prioritizing work, family, and responsibility over personal appearance have left him looking comfortably lived-in rather than sculpted. There is an effortless authenticity to the way he carries himself physically, possessing enough strength to handle whatever life asks of him without ever seeming particularly concerned about proving it to anyone else.
Body Hair: Javier's body hair is dark and naturally maintained, most noticeable across his forearms, chest, and legs. He gives it little thought beyond basic grooming, viewing it as simply another part of himself rather than something to emphasize or conceal. The overall effect feels mature, natural, and comfortably unpretentious.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Distinguishing Characteristics: Warm brown eyes, an easy smile, and an approachable charm that tends to put people at ease almost immediately. Javier possesses the kind of face that seems perpetually on the verge of laughter, carrying visible traces of a life fully lived rather than carefully curated. The growing silver threaded through his beard contrasts naturally against his dark hair, lending him an effortless maturity that only seems to enhance his appeal. Many people leave conversations with Javier feeling as though they've known him significantly longer than they actually have.
STYLE AND GROOMING
Usual Style: Javier gravitates toward clean, classic clothing that strikes a balance between comfort and quiet sophistication. Well-fitted sweaters, button-down shirts with rolled sleeves, dark jeans, chinos, lightweight jackets, and quality leather shoes make up much of his wardrobe. His clothing rarely follows trends, instead favoring timeless pieces that feel dependable, versatile, and effortlessly put together. Colors tend toward navy, charcoal, cream, forest green, burgundy, and warm earth tones.
How They Style Their Clothes: Javier dresses with an understated confidence born from experience rather than fashion sense. Shirts are often partially rolled at the sleeves, jackets are worn comfortably rather than formally, and everything carries the impression of someone who values feeling comfortable in his own skin. Nothing appears overly curated, yet he almost always looks put together without seeming as though he tried.
Grooming: Javier keeps his beard neatly maintained, allowing the silver throughout it to remain visible rather than hidden. His hair is similarly well-kept but never overly styled, often falling naturally into place. The overall impression is polished without being meticulous, reflecting someone who cares about presentation without becoming preoccupied by it.
Posture: Relaxed but attentive. Javier carries himself with the unconscious habit of someone accustomed to looking after other people, often leaning forward slightly during conversations and maintaining steady eye contact. Even in unfamiliar environments, there is something naturally reassuring about the way he occupies space.
Habits and Mannerisms: Javier frequently checks on people without realizing he is doing it, often asking if someone has eaten, gotten enough sleep, or needs help with something. He has a tendency to rub the back of his neck when embarrassed, exhausted, or uncertain, and often laughs softly when caught doing something kind he considered completely normal. During conversations, he tends to listen more than he speaks, though once discussing family, life experiences, or subjects he cares about, he becomes noticeably more animated.
Scent: Fresh coffee, clean laundry, cedarwood, worn leather, old books, and the comforting warmth of a home-cooked meal lingering in the kitchen long after dinner has ended.
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Javier possesses a deep well of compassion that allows him to connect easily with people from vastly different backgrounds and experiences. Years spent balancing work, family, and responsibility have made him dependable, adaptable, and remarkably patient when faced with life's inevitable complications. He approaches most situations with empathy rather than judgment, often giving people the benefit of the doubt and meeting them where they are rather than where he believes they should be. Though not naturally charismatic in the traditional sense, Javier possesses an easy warmth that encourages others to trust him quickly. He is also quietly resilient, having spent much of his life navigating challenges without complaint and learning how to keep moving forward even when circumstances become difficult.
Negative Traits: Javier has a long history of prioritizing other people's needs above his own, often to the point of neglecting himself entirely. Years spent defining his worth through responsibility have left him struggling to identify what he genuinely wants when nobody else is depending on him. He can become stubborn when he believes he is protecting someone or doing the right thing, resisting help even when accepting it would make his life considerably easier. Though generally patient, Javier occasionally carries guilt for things that were never entirely his responsibility, holding himself accountable for outcomes beyond his control. He also has a tendency to overcommit, instinctively volunteering to help before considering whether he realistically has the time or energy to do so.
Goals/Desires: For the first time in his adult life, Javier is trying to discover who he is outside the roles he has spent years fulfilling for others. While he remains proud of the sacrifices he made for his family, returning to school has given him an opportunity to explore interests, ambitions, and possibilities he never previously allowed himself to consider. More than any specific career path, Javier wants to build a future that belongs to him as much as it belongs to the people he loves. He hopes to find purpose, fulfillment, and a sense of identity that extends beyond simply being someone's provider, husband, or father.
Fears: Javier fears becoming directionless more than he fears failure itself. After spending decades with clear responsibilities and people depending on him, the freedom to choose his own future often feels as intimidating as it does exciting. He also fears disappointing the people he cares about, particularly his son, whose opinion matters to him far more than he usually admits. Beneath everything else rests a quieter fear that he may have spent so much of his life taking care of others that he no longer knows how to take care of himself.
Hobbies: Reading, cooking, walking through Eldritche Common, trying new restaurants, listening to music while studying, attending local community events, watching old films, and spending time with family whenever possible. Since arriving at Wickerby, he has also developed a habit of exploring campus simply for the joy of experiencing a place dedicated entirely to learning.
Quirks: Javier has an almost unconscious tendency to check whether people have eaten, slept, or taken care of themselves properly. He frequently offers help before realizing he has volunteered for something. During conversations, he often rubs the back of his neck when embarrassed or uncertain. He also has a habit of carrying snacks with him at all times, a leftover instinct from years spent parenting.
Likes: Family gatherings, coffee, bookstores, home-cooked meals, meaningful conversations, Sunday mornings, old movies, learning new things, helping people, community events, comfortable sweaters, and finding unexpected opportunities later in life.
Dislikes: Arrogance, elitism, dishonesty, wasted potential, unnecessary cruelty, people being made to feel inadequate, excessive cynicism, and the idea that life must follow a predetermined timeline to be successful.
SCHOOL INFORMATION
College: Undeclared
Major/Minor: Undecided
Status: Undergraduate Student
Extracurriculars: None currently. Having only recently enrolled at Wickerby, Javier is still adjusting to campus life and exploring what opportunities the academy has to offer. While he has expressed interest in becoming more involved with student organizations and community events in the future, his primary focus remains settling into academic life and discovering where his interests truly lie.
Fraternity: None
Campus Reputation: Too new to campus to have established a meaningful reputation. Most students and faculty who recognize Javier do so because he stands out from the academy's traditional student population, having returned to higher education later in life than most of his peers. While his presence has attracted some curiosity, particularly among students unaccustomed to sharing classes with someone old enough to be their parent, Javier himself remains largely unknown throughout Wickerby.
Those who have interacted with him generally describe him as approachable, polite, and easy to talk to, though most conversations about Javier end with the same conclusion: nobody is quite sure what his story is yet.
Favorite Place on Campus: The quieter corners of the library overlooking the academy grounds. Javier enjoys locations where he can read, study, and simply observe campus life unfolding around him without feeling rushed to be anywhere else.
Wand: 13" maple wood with a unicorn hair core, pleasantly supple. The wand responds exceptionally well to adaptive spellwork, personal growth, and magic fueled by conviction rather than ambition. Consistent and dependable in its casting, it favors practitioners who remain open to change while staying true to their core values. Like Javier himself, the wand performs best when focused on building, supporting, and creating opportunities rather than dominating others through force.
MAGICAL PROFILE
Magical Strengths: Javier's greatest magical strength lies in his adaptability and willingness to learn. Unlike many students who arrive at Wickerby carrying years of advanced magical education, family traditions, or established expectations, Javier approaches magic with genuine curiosity and an open mind. He possesses a practical understanding of spellwork, often focusing less on technical perfection and more on achieving meaningful results. This tendency makes him particularly effective when applying magic to real-world problems, where creativity, patience, and persistence frequently matter more than raw talent.
His maturity also grants him an unusual advantage within academic settings. Javier rarely allows pride, competition, or insecurity to interfere with his learning, making him highly receptive to feedback and surprisingly resilient when confronted with challenges. While he may not learn as quickly as some naturally gifted students, he rarely gives up once he commits himself to understanding something.
Perhaps most importantly, Javier possesses a strong sense of empathy that subtly influences his magic. Spells focused on support, protection, communication, and cooperation often seem to come more naturally to him than those centered around domination or aggression. Though he remains undecided regarding his academic path, many professors have already noted his natural inclination toward magic that helps people rather than impresses them.
Magical Weaknesses: Javier's greatest challenge is experience. Having spent much of his adult life focused on work, family, and responsibility outside formal magical education, there are significant gaps in his magical knowledge compared to many of his peers. Concepts that others may have studied for years are often entirely new to him, forcing Javier to work harder to reach the same level of understanding.
He also struggles with self-confidence in academic environments. While capable and intelligent, Javier occasionally finds himself questioning whether he truly belongs at Wickerby, particularly when surrounded by younger students who seem far more comfortable navigating magical theory and campus life. Though he rarely voices these concerns aloud, moments of self-doubt can sometimes cause him to underestimate his own abilities.
Additionally, Javier's lifelong habit of prioritizing others over himself can create problems within magical practice. He often expends energy helping classmates, supporting friends, or taking on responsibilities that were never his to carry. While admirable, this tendency occasionally leaves him stretched thin and distracted from his own development.
Relationship to the Veilcore Rumors: Javier's relationship with the Veilcore rumors is defined primarily by curiosity. Unlike students who actively seek out mysteries or faculty members who dismiss such stories outright, Javier finds himself quietly intrigued by the academy's legends and unanswered questions. Having only recently entered the Wickerby community, he lacks the familiarity necessary to separate rumor from reality, making many of the stories surrounding the Veilcore feel equally plausible and impossible.
At present, Javier remains more observer than participant. He listens when others discuss theories, asks thoughtful questions, and occasionally finds himself drawn into conversations about the academy's history, but he has made little effort to investigate the rumors personally. There are assignments to complete, classes to attend, and an entirely new life to navigate before he begins chasing mysteries hidden beneath the academy.
Still, part of Javier cannot help but wonder whether the answers he seeks about himself and the answers hidden within Wickerby's oldest secrets may be more connected than they initially appear.
AESTHETICS
Theme Song: "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield
Aesthetic: Half-finished cups of coffee cooling beside open textbooks, silver threaded through dark beards catching the light of library windows, rolled sleeves revealing forearms marked more by life than labor, quiet conversations lingering long after classes have ended, well-worn notebooks filled with questions rather than answers, comfortable sweaters draped over the backs of chairs, evening walks through campus while everyone else rushes somewhere else, discovering interests that should have been explored years ago, old photographs tucked inside desk drawers, Sunday mornings spent reading without obligations waiting nearby, late-night study sessions fueled by determination rather than habit, warm smiles exchanged between strangers becoming friends, community bulletin boards covered in events he keeps meaning to attend, bookstore aisles that somehow feel more exciting than intimidating, family recipes passed between generations, the smell of fresh coffee drifting through open windows, finding confidence in uncertainty, realizing life did not end simply because one chapter closed, and the quiet freedom of finally asking what comes next.
SEXUAL INFO
Position: Undetermined
Preference: Undetermined
Size: 8.25 inches, proportionate to his lean, athletic build.
BIOGRAPHY
People rarely noticed Javier Alvarez immediately.
At Wickerby Academy of Magical Advancement, where prodigies, heirs, socialites, and future legends often seemed determined to occupy every available inch of attention, Javier possessed the unusual ability to blend comfortably into the background whenever he wanted. He wasn't attached to an influential magical family. He wasn't particularly interested in prestige. He didn't arrive carrying rare magical abilities, complicated family legacies, or ambitious plans capable of impressing professors before classes had even begun. Most students encountering him for the first time simply assumed he was another parent visiting campus.
Few expected him to be a student.
Born to non-magical parents, Javier entered the magical world with the same mixture of wonder, confusion, and excitement experienced by many Muggle-Born children before him. Magic fascinated him immediately, though not necessarily because of the power it represented. While some students became obsessed with achievement, competition, or reputation, Javier found himself drawn toward the people surrounding magic instead. He enjoyed the friendships, the communities, and the feeling of belonging to something larger than himself. By the time he completed his magical secondary education, he fully intended to continue into higher magical studies. Like many young graduates, he had plans.
Life simply had different ones.
Shortly after graduation, Javier's girlfriend became pregnant. Faced with a choice between pursuing the future he had imagined for himself and stepping into responsibilities he had never anticipated arriving quite so soon, Javier chose the latter without hesitation. While many of his classmates left for universities, apprenticeships, and careers throughout the magical world, Javier found work. He became a husband. Eventually, he became a father. Years passed in the way years often do when measured through school events, birthdays, bills, and responsibilities rather than personal ambition. Dreams that once felt urgent became things he would get around to later.
Then later turned into decades.
Not once during those years did Javier regret the life he built. He loved his son fiercely. Even after his marriage eventually came to an amicable end, he remained deeply proud of the family he had helped create. Yet somewhere between overtime shifts, parent-teacher meetings, and countless sacrifices made for the people he cared about most, Javier gradually realized he had spent so long defining himself through what others needed from him that he no longer knew what he wanted for himself.
That realization lingered.
As his son grew older and began building a future of his own, Javier found himself confronting a question he had spent most of his adult life postponing: if nobody needed him to have all the answers anymore, who was he supposed to become next?
The answer eventually brought him to Wickerby.
Unlike many students who arrive with carefully selected majors and meticulously planned careers, Javier entered the academy officially undeclared and entirely comfortable admitting it. Some people find that surprising. Others find it refreshing. While classmates half his age race toward specific futures, Javier approaches education with curiosity rather than certainty, exploring possibilities he never had the opportunity to pursue the first time around. For perhaps the first time in his life, he is learning simply because he wants to.
And while he still doesn't know exactly where that journey will lead, Javier Alvarez has finally reached a point where uncertainty feels less frightening than possibility.
[ avan jogia / 27 / bisexual / cis man / he/him / half-blood ] ⸻ rohan malhotra, is an undergraduate student of the college of herbology & magical ecology, majoring in herbology. he was born in san francisco, california, and currently resides there when not at wickerby. they’re known to be easygoing & charismatic, but those that cross them have experienced their indecisive & restless nature. when they graduate they hope to turn their passion for magical flora into something meaningful—though exactly what that looks like remains a mystery even to them—and the world knows the expectations and reputation of wickerby students. greatness will come of them, one way or another.
BASICS
Full Name: Rohan Malhotra
Nickname(s): Ro
Age: 27
Date of Birth: December 3rd
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Place of Birth: San Francisco, California
Ethnicity: Indian-American
Nationality: American
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Magical Lineage: Paternal magical lineage tracing back several generations through the Malhotra family. While respected within certain circles of magical society, the family is known less for political influence and more for its wealth, philanthropy, and longstanding support of magical education and research. Rohan grew up benefiting from considerable privilege, though his family generally encouraged curiosity and personal fulfillment over rigid expectations. As a result, he was afforded freedoms many of his peers never experienced, a blessing that has allowed him to explore countless interests while making it remarkably easy to postpone choosing any single path.
Family Reputation: The Malhotras are regarded as a successful and well-connected family with significant financial resources and a reputation for supporting magical institutions, charities, and academic endeavors. While respected, they are not considered particularly aristocratic or obsessed with blood status, allowing Rohan to grow up in an environment that valued exploration, education, and self-expression. His family's greatest frustration has never been a lack of talent, intelligence, or opportunity. If anything, it has been the opposite. Rohan possesses enough potential to excel in almost anything he chooses to pursue, provided he ever decides to pursue it long enough.
Gender: Cis Man
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic
Occupation: Undergraduate Student
Language(s) Spoken: English, Hindi
Accent: Standard West Coast American accent with occasional traces of his father's speech patterns surfacing when emotional, tired, or speaking Hindi.
Build: Lean and naturally athletic with long limbs, narrow hips, and a frame built more for agility than raw strength. Rohan possesses the sort of effortless attractiveness that comes from good genetics rather than deliberate effort, carrying himself with a relaxed confidence that often makes him appear more physically imposing than he actually is. Though not particularly muscular, he remains fit through an active lifestyle and the simple fact that he rarely stays still for very long.
Body Hair: Dark and naturally maintained, most noticeable across his forearms, legs, and chest. Rohan gives very little thought to grooming beyond basic upkeep, preferring comfort over meticulous maintenance. The overall effect feels natural, effortless, and entirely unconcerned with outside expectations.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: Both ears pierced.
Distinguishing Characteristics: Expressive dark eyes, shoulder-length black hair that is usually worn loose or casually tied back, and an easy smile that often appears moments before he says something unexpectedly insightful—or completely unhelpful. Rohan possesses a naturally magnetic presence that makes social interactions seem effortless, often drawing people into conversation without actively trying to. Despite his relaxed demeanor, there is a sharpness behind his gaze that occasionally reminds others he notices significantly more than he lets on.
STYLE AND GROOMING
Usual Style: Relaxed, eclectic, and slightly bohemian. Open-collared shirts, loose knit sweaters, layered jewelry, rings, casual jackets, relaxed trousers, and worn-in boots make up most of his wardrobe. Colors tend toward earth tones, creams, forest greens, rust, charcoal, navy, and muted golds. His clothing often appears carefully thrown together in a way that somehow works despite looking entirely accidental.
How They Style Their Clothes: Rohan dresses according to mood rather than occasion. Some days he appears effortlessly fashionable, while others suggest he grabbed the first thing he found on the floor. Remarkably, both versions seem equally believable. There is little concern for trends or expectations, only whether something feels comfortable and interesting.
Grooming: Generally well-kept, though never polished. His shoulder-length hair frequently looks slightly tousled regardless of how recently he attempted to fix it, while his facial hair is maintained as light stubble that suits his relaxed appearance. Everything about Rohan's grooming suggests someone who cares enough to look good but not enough to spend much time worrying about it.
Posture: Relaxed and fluid. Rohan tends to lounge rather than sit, lean rather than stand, and move with an easy confidence that makes even stillness appear intentional. There is very little tension in the way he carries himself, contributing heavily to the impression that almost nothing truly rattles him.
Habits and Mannerisms: Frequently plays with rings, bracelets, leaves, flowers, or whatever object happens to be within reach. Has a tendency to become distracted by interesting conversations halfway through another conversation. Often speaks while looking at plants rather than people. Makes direct eye contact when genuinely interested in what someone is saying, creating the occasional unsettling impression that he understands more than he should. Regularly loses track of time while working in the greenhouses.
Scent: Fresh soil, greenhouse humidity, sandalwood, cedar, dried herbs, and traces of whatever experimental plant he has most recently been working with.
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Rohan possesses a natural curiosity that allows him to find genuine interest in almost everything around him. Open-minded, adaptable, and remarkably easygoing, he rarely approaches people or experiences with preconceived expectations, preferring instead to discover things for himself. His charisma comes less from deliberate charm and more from an ability to make others feel comfortable in his presence. Rohan listens without judgment, asks thoughtful questions, and has a talent for making conversations feel effortless regardless of who he is speaking to.
Beneath his relaxed demeanor lies a sharp intellect and an unusually perceptive mind, allowing him to notice details, motivations, and emotional undercurrents that many people overlook. Though he often disguises it beneath humor, curiosity, and an almost infuriating lack of urgency, Rohan is far more intelligent than many people initially assume.
Negative Traits: Rohan struggles deeply with commitment, particularly when commitment requires closing the door on other possibilities. Faced with multiple paths forward, he often finds himself lingering at the crossroads longer than necessary, reluctant to choose one option at the expense of all the others. This indecisiveness can be frustrating for friends, professors, and family alike, especially because it rarely stems from uncertainty about his abilities. Rather, it comes from a reluctance to limit himself.
His relaxed attitude toward life can also border on carelessness. Rohan has a habit of assuming things will work themselves out eventually, often postponing important decisions, deadlines, or responsibilities because something more interesting currently has his attention. While capable of tremendous focus when genuinely invested, he can appear surprisingly lazy when confronted with obligations that fail to inspire him. This tendency has resulted in more than a few frustrated professors over the years, many of whom have watched an exceptionally talented student put significantly less effort into coursework than he is actually capable of.
Rohan's restless nature also makes routine difficult to maintain for extended periods, causing interests and projects to fluctuate depending on whatever currently holds his attention. While rarely irresponsible, he can occasionally give the impression that he takes life less seriously than he actually does—a misconception he rarely feels motivated to correct.
Goals/Desires: More than success, prestige, or financial security, Rohan desires a life that remains interesting.
Fears: Rohan fears stagnation far more than failure.
Hobbies: Herbology, experimental cultivation, magical plant hybridization, reading obscure books, greenhouse projects, collecting unusual plants, attending classes outside his major purely out of curiosity, exploring campus grounds, people-watching, traveling, and acquiring new interests at an alarming rate.
SCHOOL INFORMATION
College: Herbology & Magical Ecology
Major/Minor: Herbology
Status: Undergraduate Student
Extracurriculars: None officially. Rohan has accumulated enough unofficial projects, collaborations, greenhouse experiments, and abandoned hobbies over the years to make formal extracurricular involvement largely unnecessary. Most faculty members agree that attempting to contain his interests within a single organization would probably be impossible anyway.
Fraternity: ΔΤΚ (Delta Tau Kappa)
Campus Reputation: Rohan's reputation at Wickerby depends almost entirely on who is being asked. To some students, he is a campus fixture—someone who has seemingly always been there and likely always will be. To others, he is the academy's most infamous major-switcher, a student who has spent years drifting between departments collecting interests, credits, and mildly concerned academic advisors. More than one professor has joked that Rohan has attended enough courses to qualify for multiple degrees while somehow remaining enrolled in only one.
Among the student body, Rohan is generally well-liked and surprisingly well-connected. His membership in Delta Tau Kappa has only reinforced his reputation as someone capable of fitting into almost any social circle. Though hardly the fraternity's most reckless member, he is a familiar face at gatherings, celebrations, and late-night adventures, often appearing exactly where the fun seems to be happening.
Over the years, he has also developed a particularly persistent reputation within the fraternity itself. As one of Wickerby's most dedicated Herbology students, Rohan's greenhouse projects have occasionally produced plants, herbs, and experimental cultivations that attract considerable interest from fellow students. Officially, these projects are entirely academic in nature. Unofficially, a surprising number of Delta Tau Kappa members seem remarkably interested in whatever Rohan happens to be growing at any given time. Faculty members have learned not to ask too many questions, while students have long since stopped pretending they do not know who to speak to when searching for something unusual.
Many students know him personally, while many more feel as though they do.
Faculty opinions tend to be considerably more divided. Some professors see him as an exceptionally gifted student whose curiosity and intelligence simply refuse to be confined to a single discipline. Others see him as a frustrating example of wasted potential, pointing toward his abilities in Legilimency, Wandless Magic, and Nonverbal Magic as evidence of what he could accomplish if he ever chose to focus himself. Rohan generally responds to both assessments with the same relaxed smile.
Favorite Place on Campus: The greenhouses. Whether tending to personal cultivation projects, experimenting with magical hybrids, studying unusual flora, or simply escaping the pressures of academic life, Rohan spends more time within Wickerby's greenhouses than almost anywhere else on campus. Students looking for him generally know exactly where to start.
Wand: 12¾" cedar wood with a phoenix feather core, pleasantly flexible. Highly versatile and responsive to creative spellwork, the wand excels when adapting to unfamiliar situations, experimental magic, and unconventional applications. Like its owner, it performs best when allowed the freedom to explore rather than being confined to a single purpose. Though undeniably powerful, the wand has little patience for rigid routines or predictable patterns, favoring intuition, curiosity, and independent thinking above all else.
MAGICAL PROFILE
Magical Strengths: Rohan possesses an unusually adaptable approach to magic, allowing him to excel in a wide variety of disciplines without becoming overly dependent on any single one. His mastery of Nonverbal Magic and Wandless Magic demonstrates a level of magical intuition and control that many students spend years attempting to achieve, while his natural talent for Legilimency reveals a perceptiveness few people initially expect from someone with such a relaxed demeanor.
Unlike highly specialized practitioners, Rohan's greatest strength lies in versatility. He learns quickly, adapts easily, and possesses an instinctive understanding of how magical systems interact with one another. This flexibility allows him to approach problems creatively, often discovering solutions that more traditionally minded students overlook entirely. While his professors frequently wish he would dedicate himself fully to a single discipline, the breadth of his knowledge has become one of his most valuable assets.
His strongest academic performance consistently emerges within Herbology and Magical Ecology. Years spent experimenting with magical flora, hybrid cultivations, and unconventional applications of plant magic have given him an expertise that rivals students far more focused than himself. Though he rarely advertises it, Rohan's understanding of magical plants is genuinely impressive, particularly when dealing with unusual species, cultivation methods, or experimental crossbreeding.
Magical Weaknesses: For all of his natural talent, Rohan's greatest obstacle remains his tendency to follow curiosity wherever it leads. While this often results in remarkable discoveries and a broad magical education, it also makes long-term specialization difficult. Subjects that fail to hold his attention quickly become neglected in favor of whatever new fascination currently occupies his thoughts.
His relaxed attitude toward deadlines and expectations can occasionally undermine his own potential. Professors frequently note that Rohan is capable of producing exceptional work when fully engaged, making it all the more frustrating when he settles for merely adequate results in courses that fail to capture his interest. This inconsistency has become one of the defining frustrations of his academic career.
Additionally, Rohan sometimes relies too heavily on instinct rather than structure. While intuition serves him exceptionally well in experimental settings, it can create difficulties in disciplines requiring strict methodology, precision, or repetitive practice. Given enough motivation, he is capable of overcoming these weaknesses entirely. The challenge lies in convincing him the effort is worth making.
Relationship to the Veilcore Rumors: Rohan finds the Veilcore rumors endlessly fascinating. Unlike students who seek the truth out of ambition, fear, or a desire for recognition, his interest stems from pure curiosity. The mystery itself is far more appealing than any potential reward waiting at the end of it.
Over the years, he has accumulated an impressive collection of theories, half-finished investigations, secondhand stories, and questionable information gathered from conversations across campus. Whether any of it is accurate remains highly debatable. Rohan himself seems largely unconcerned by that fact.
Should evidence of the Veilcore ever genuinely surface, he would undoubtedly investigate. Not because he feels obligated to, but because ignoring a mystery that interesting would feel like a wasted opportunity.
Aesthetic: Greenhouse glass fogged by humidity and early morning sunlight, shoulder-length black hair tied back with whatever was closest at hand, half-finished notebooks filled with sketches of magical plants and ideas that may never be revisited, potted herbs crowding every available windowsill, worn leather bracelets stained with soil, coffee cups forgotten beside cultivation projects, open textbooks sharing space with flower cuttings and seed packets, rooftop conversations stretching until sunrise, pressed leaves tucked between pages of books, music drifting through open greenhouse doors, laughter echoing from fraternity gatherings somewhere in the distance, rings turning absentmindedly around fingers during conversations, late-night walks through campus with no particular destination, spontaneous road trips, experimental plant hybrids that probably should not exist, old records playing softly in cluttered apartments, warm California afternoons, dried herbs hanging from rafters, pockets perpetually filled with seeds, curiosity treated as a lifestyle rather than a personality trait, and the quiet certainty that life is too interesting to rush through.
SEXUAL INFO
Position: Versatile
Preference: No Strong Preference - just vibes
Size: 9 inches, lean and proportionate to his athletic build.
BIOGRAPHY
Few people seem entirely certain what Rohan Malhotra is studying.
This is not because the information is difficult to find. Wickerby's records remain perfectly accessible to anyone with the patience to navigate them. The problem is that the answer has changed often enough over the years that most people eventually stopped trying to keep track. Depending on when the question was asked, Rohan has belonged to several departments, explored multiple fields of study, and accumulated enough academic credits to leave professors simultaneously impressed and deeply frustrated. Students joke that he changes majors the same way other people change wardrobes. Faculty members insist that is an exaggeration.
It isn't.
Born to a wealthy half-blood family, Rohan grew up in an environment where opportunity was abundant and expectations were surprisingly flexible. While his parents certainly hoped he would eventually discover a meaningful direction in life, there was never a singular career path waiting for him, nor a family legacy demanding he follow in anyone else's footsteps. Instead, Rohan was afforded something many people spend their entire lives chasing: freedom. Freedom to explore. Freedom to experiment. Freedom to make mistakes. Unfortunately, he proved exceptionally good at all three.
As a child, Rohan developed a habit of becoming completely absorbed in whatever happened to capture his attention that particular month. Some interests lasted weeks. Others survived years. Each new fascination arrived with genuine enthusiasm and was pursued with remarkable dedication until something else inevitably caught his eye. Teachers often praised his intelligence, creativity, and natural adaptability. They also shared a common complaint. Rohan never seemed entirely satisfied staying in one place for long.
That restlessness followed him to Wickerby.
While many students arrived at the academy with carefully planned futures, Rohan arrived with little more than curiosity and an open schedule. Years later, neither has changed particularly much. He attends classes when they interest him, explores subjects when they capture his attention, and remains largely unmoved by the pressure many students place upon themselves to transform every academic decision into a lifelong commitment. To Rohan, education has never been a race toward a destination. It has always been an invitation to explore.
The closest thing he has ever found to consistency exists within Wickerby's greenhouses.
Over time, Herbology became less of a passing interest and more of a permanent fixture in his life. While other students studied magical flora for practical applications, academic advancement, or professional opportunities, Rohan became fascinated by the plants themselves. Their behaviors. Their properties. Their potential. Entire afternoons disappeared among experimental cultivations, unusual hybrids, and projects that often began with genuine scientific curiosity before wandering into considerably less conventional territory. Faculty opinions regarding these experiments remain mixed.
Rohan considers this a sign of success.
Campus reputation paints him as many things. Chronic major-switcher. Professional student. Wealthy slacker. Charming distraction. To some professors, he represents wasted potential. To others, he represents the frustrating reality that intelligence and ambition are not always motivated by the same things. The truth exists somewhere in the middle. Beneath the easy smiles, relaxed demeanor, and apparent lack of urgency exists someone far more perceptive than people initially assume.
The problem has never been a lack of ability.
The problem is that Rohan has never been entirely convinced he needs to decide what comes next.
After all, Wickerby remains full of interesting people, fascinating experiences, and entirely too many things he has not yet tried.
As far as Rohan Malhotra is concerned, that seems like reason enough to stay a little longer.
[ oliver stark / 34 / bisexual / cis man / he/him / werewolf ] ⸻ jacob "jake" dawson, is currently employed at wickerby academy of magical advancement as the academy groundskeeper within the campus grounds & facilities division. he was born in rural eastern tennessee, but currently resides on the wickerby grounds while employed by the academy. colleagues and students alike know him to be approachable & dependable, though beneath that reputation lies someone capable of recklessness & gullibility. whether respected, feared, or quietly watched by the academy itself, his place within wickerby is undeniable. his work currently focuses on maintaining the academy's grounds, managing magical wildlife, and preserving the balance between cultivated spaces and the wilderness surrounding wickerby, and whether by ambition or obligation, he remains deeply tied to the institution and the secrets buried beneath it.
BASICS
Full Name: Jacob Dawson
Nickname(s): Jake
Age: 34
Date of Birth: October 18th
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Place of Birth: Rural Eastern Tennessee
Ethnicity: White American
Nationality: American
Blood Status: Muggle-Born
Magical Lineage: None — Bitten Werewolf
Family Reputation: The Dawson family possesses no standing whatsoever within magical society, having spent generations entirely within the non-magical world. Prior to Jake's bite, neither he nor his family had any knowledge that magic even existed. Within their local Tennessee community, however, the Dawsons were known as hardworking, dependable people who valued honesty, family, and helping neighbors without expecting anything in return. Though Jake's introduction to the magical world dramatically altered the course of his life, he continues to carry many of the values he learned growing up on the family farm. As a result, he often feels more comfortable around ordinary people than those concerned with magical prestige, bloodlines, or institutional politics.
Gender: Cis Man
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Romantic Orientation: Panromantic
Occupation: Academy Groundskeeper
Language(s) Spoken: English
Accent: Distinct Southern Appalachian accent softened slightly through years spent outside Tennessee, though traces of it become noticeably stronger whenever Jake is excited, frustrated, tired, or speaking about home.
Abilities: Registered Werewolf
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
Face Claim: Oliver Stark
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 215 lbs
Build: Broad-shouldered and athletic with the kind of strength earned through years of physical labor rather than deliberate training. Jake possesses a naturally powerful frame built by hauling supplies, repairing structures, clearing trails, and spending most of his life outdoors. Though muscular, his physique lacks the polished perfection of someone who spends hours in a gym, instead carrying the practical sturdiness of a man accustomed to working with his hands. Years of lycanthropy have further sharpened his physical resilience, leaving him noticeably stronger and more durable than he first appears.
Body Hair: Jake's body hair is thick, natural, and distinctly masculine, spreading heavily across his chest, stomach, forearms, thighs, and legs. A light trail continues up his abdomen, while his chest remains particularly dense, often visible beneath partially unbuttoned work shirts or casual clothing. Rather than grooming extensively, Jake tends to keep things simple, viewing body hair as something entirely natural and not particularly worth thinking about.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Distinguishing Characteristics: A collection of old scars scattered across his hands, forearms, shoulders, and torso accumulated through years of outdoor work, magical creature encounters, and lycanthropy-related injuries. Though many have faded with time, they remain visible reminders of a life spent outdoors and frequently in situations that probably should have gone worse than they did. Jake also possesses an easy smile that tends to appear quickly and disappear slowly, making him seem approachable even to people meeting him for the first time. During moments of heightened emotion, subtle werewolf traits occasionally become more noticeable—sharpened canines, heightened posture, and an intensity in his gaze that briefly reminds others exactly what he is.
STYLE AND GROOMING
Usual Style: Practical workwear dominates Jake's wardrobe. Flannel shirts, henleys, worn denim, heavy jackets, durable boots, work gloves, and weathered outerwear make up most of his clothing choices. Colors tend toward forest green, navy, charcoal, brown, cream, and muted earth tones. Even when attending academy functions, Jake often appears slightly less formal than everyone around him, as though he wandered in directly from repairing a fence somewhere on the grounds.
How They Style Their Clothes: Jake's clothing is chosen for comfort and function rather than presentation. Sleeves are frequently rolled, jackets are often left open, and shirts rarely remain perfectly tucked for long. Everything looks lived-in, practical, and genuinely worn rather than intentionally styled. While he cleans up surprisingly well when required, most people strongly prefer the more authentic version of Jake that looks like he belongs outdoors.
Grooming: Jake keeps himself clean and reasonably well-maintained, though grooming has never been a significant priority. His facial hair is typically kept as short stubble or a neatly trimmed beard depending on the season, and his hair often carries the slightly tousled appearance of someone who spends more time outdoors than in front of a mirror. The overall effect feels rugged, approachable, and effortlessly attractive rather than carefully cultivated.
Posture: Relaxed and open. Jake tends to occupy space comfortably without appearing intimidating, often leaning casually against walls, fences, trees, or whatever happens to be nearby. There is very little stiffness or self-consciousness in the way he carries himself, contributing heavily to his approachable reputation.
Habits and Mannerisms: Jake gestures frequently while speaking, laughs easily, and possesses a tendency to scratch absentmindedly at the back of his neck whenever embarrassed or uncertain. He often whistles while working, talks to animals as though they understand every word, and has an unfortunate habit of approaching potentially dangerous situations with more confidence than caution. Students have also noticed that he instinctively positions himself between others and perceived threats, often without realizing he's doing it.
Scent: Pine needles, fresh earth, cedarwood, clean sweat, worn flannel, campfire smoke, and the crisp scent of forest air lingering after rainfall. Beneath it all rests the faint wildness characteristic of many werewolves, subtle enough to go unnoticed by most but immediately recognizable to those familiar with lycanthropy.
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Jake possesses a remarkable level of optimism that allows him to adapt to difficult circumstances without becoming consumed by bitterness or self-pity. Friendly, approachable, and naturally easy to talk to, he has an uncanny ability to make people feel comfortable within minutes of meeting him. Years spent navigating both the magical and non-magical worlds have made him resilient, hardworking, and surprisingly resourceful when situations become difficult. Though he rarely seeks leadership roles, Jake is deeply dependable once someone earns his trust, often going well beyond what is expected of him to help people he cares about. His honesty is equally notable; while not always tactful, Jake rarely plays social games or hides his intentions behind manipulation, making him refreshingly genuine in an environment often filled with politics and carefully managed appearances.
Negative Traits: Jake possesses a remarkable ability to convince himself that situations are significantly less dangerous than they actually are. His trusting nature frequently borders on gullibility, causing him to overlook warning signs that would be obvious to most other people. Though generally easygoing, he can become impulsive when acting on instinct, particularly if someone is hurt, frightened, or in need of help. Jake also tends to approach problems with confidence long before he has fully thought them through, a habit that has resulted in more than a few avoidable injuries throughout his life. While far from unintelligent, he is not always the most strategic thinker in the room and occasionally relies on enthusiasm, determination, and sheer luck to compensate for poor planning.
Goals/Desires: More than status, prestige, or professional advancement, Jake wants a life that feels meaningful. He values connection, purpose, and belonging far more than recognition, finding satisfaction in simple things like helping others, caring for the academy grounds, and knowing his work makes life easier for the people around him. Though he would never describe himself as ambitious, Jake quietly hopes to continue building a place for himself within the magical world while proving that lycanthropy does not define a person's worth or future.
Fears: Jake fears losing control of himself far more than he fears physical harm. Though years of experience have taught him how to manage his condition responsibly, the possibility of hurting someone through his own actions remains a source of lingering anxiety. He also fears losing people he cares about and struggles with the idea of becoming a danger to those around him. Beneath everything else rests a quieter fear that no matter how much he accomplishes, some people will always see the werewolf before they see the man.
Hobbies: Hiking, fishing, woodworking, trail maintenance, animal care, camping, repairing things around campus, exploring Wickerby's forests, and spending time with magical creatures. Jake also enjoys cooking simple meals, listening to classic rock, and quietly collecting strange objects he finds while working around the academy grounds, though he rarely has a good explanation for why he keeps half of them.
Quirks: Jake talks to animals as though they fully understand him, regardless of whether they are magical or mundane. He frequently whistles while working, often without realizing he is doing it. During conversations, he has a habit of absentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck whenever embarrassed or uncertain. Students have learned that asking Jake how he acquired certain scars often results in stories beginning with phrases such as "In my defense," "I thought it'd be fine," or "Nobody told me not to." He also remembers animals significantly better than he remembers names, occasionally greeting a campus creature with perfect familiarity moments before forgetting the name of the student standing beside it.
Likes: Campfires, thunderstorms, forests after rainfall, old trucks, strong coffee, dogs, hiking trails, practical jokes, home-cooked meals, fishing trips, warm flannel shirts, meaningful conversations, physical work, and the quiet calm that settles over campus before sunrise.
Dislikes: Cruelty toward animals, blood-status elitism, unnecessary bureaucracy, dishonesty, poachers, people who abuse positions of authority, being treated as unintelligent, cages, and anyone who assumes lycanthropy automatically makes someone dangerous.
SCHOOL INFORMATION
College: N/A — Staff
Major/Minor: N/A
Status: Faculty — Academy Groundskeeper
Extracurriculars: Though not formally affiliated with student organizations, Jake frequently assists the Expeditionary Society, Magizoology Society, and various outdoor education programs whenever additional manpower, creature handling, or wilderness expertise is required. Students often recruit him for projects involving magical flora, wildlife tracking, forest navigation, or any situation requiring someone willing to crawl into places common sense suggests they should avoid. Unofficially, Jake has become a recurring participant in countless student adventures entirely by accident.
Fraternity: None
Campus Reputation: Jake's reputation throughout Wickerby exists somewhere between beloved campus fixture, unofficial wilderness guide, and walking cautionary tale. Most students know him as the friendly groundskeeper who always seems willing to lend a hand, offer practical advice, or help retrieve something from an area they absolutely should not have entered in the first place. While faculty generally appreciate his reliability and work ethic, many privately suspect Jake has spent far too much time encouraging student curiosity rather than discouraging it.
Among students, Jake has developed an almost legendary reputation for accidentally stumbling across strange occurrences throughout the academy grounds. Missing creatures, unusual tracks, abandoned ruins, suspicious noises in the forest, and various mysteries that somehow never make it into official reports often seem to find Jake before anyone else. Whether this stems from experience, luck, or a complete inability to mind his own business remains heavily debated.
His werewolf status is widely known throughout campus, though most students quickly discover that Jake is considerably more approachable than the stories surrounding lycanthropy would suggest. As a result, he has become an unexpected source of reassurance for students struggling with magical conditions, unusual lineages, or feelings of isolation. While Jake rarely views himself as a mentor, many students quietly do.
Favorite Place on Campus: The outer forest trails surrounding Wickerby's protected wilderness preserves. Though he knows every corner of the academy grounds intimately, Jake prefers the quieter stretches where the sounds of campus begin to fade into birdsong, rustling leaves, and the occasional magical creature trying to pretend it isn't being watched.
Wand: 13.5" oak wood with a thunderbird tail feather core, sturdy with surprising flexibility. The wand reflects Jake's practical nature and remarkable adaptability, excelling in environmental spellwork, protective magic, and situations that require quick thinking under pressure. Though rarely associated with flashy or highly academic forms of magic, it performs exceptionally well when guided by instinct, conviction, and genuine intent. Like its owner, the wand is dependable, resilient, and often seems to succeed through determination and heart long after more strategic approaches have failed.
MAGICAL PROFILE
Magical Strengths: Jake's greatest magical strength lies not in technical mastery or academic sophistication, but in adaptability. Having entered the magical world unexpectedly through lycanthropy rather than birthright, much of his magical education was learned through necessity, experience, and persistence rather than formal tradition. As a result, Jake tends to approach magic practically, favoring reliable solutions over elegant ones and functionality over spectacle. His spellwork performs best in outdoor environments, creature management, environmental manipulation, and situations requiring quick thinking under pressure.
Years spent working as Wickerby's Groundskeeper have additionally given Jake an exceptional familiarity with magical flora, wildlife behavior, and the academy's surrounding wilderness. He possesses an intuitive understanding of tracking, navigation, creature handling, and environmental awareness that often allows him to notice disturbances long before others recognize something is wrong. While not a specialist in traditional academic disciplines, Jake frequently demonstrates a level of practical magical competence that surprises people who underestimate him.
His greatest strength, however, remains his lycanthropy itself. Years of experience have allowed Jake to develop an unusually healthy relationship with the condition, treating it as part of who he is rather than something to fear or suppress. Enhanced senses, heightened resilience, accelerated healing, and superior physical capabilities provide him with advantages both on and off the academy grounds. More importantly, Jake has learned how to coexist with the wolf rather than constantly battle it, giving him a level of emotional stability many afflicted werewolves spend years struggling to achieve.
Magical Weaknesses: Jake's practical approach to magic comes with equally practical limitations. While highly capable within his areas of expertise, he lacks the formal academic refinement possessed by many faculty members and advanced practitioners. Complex theoretical disciplines, intricate ritual work, and highly technical magical applications often require significantly more effort from him than they do from those raised within academic magical environments. Jake is fully aware of these shortcomings and generally compensates by focusing on the strengths he does possess rather than attempting to compete in areas where others naturally excel.
Emotionally, Jake's greatest weakness remains his tendency to trust too easily. He wants to believe the best of people, often extending trust long before it has been earned. While this optimism allows him to build meaningful connections with remarkable ease, it has also left him vulnerable to manipulation, disappointment, and situations that might have been avoided with greater skepticism. Combined with his habit of underestimating danger, Jake occasionally places himself in difficult positions because he assumes things will work out better than they realistically should.
Though he has developed a healthy relationship with his lycanthropy, the condition remains a source of vulnerability. Years of experience have provided control, but not immunity from fear. Jake remains deeply uncomfortable with the possibility of harming someone through loss of control, and situations that threaten those under his protection can provoke an intensity that occasionally overrides his usual good judgment. While generally level-headed, threats to students, friends, or vulnerable creatures have a tendency to push Jake toward impulsive decisions he might otherwise avoid.
Additionally, Jake's preference for action over analysis often leaves him at a disadvantage in situations requiring long-term planning, political maneuvering, or careful strategic thinking. He is far more comfortable responding to immediate problems than navigating complex institutional dynamics, making him considerably more effective in the wilderness than in administrative meetings.
Relationship to the Veilcore Rumors: Jake's relationship with the Veilcore rumors can best be described as cautiously curious. Unlike faculty members who dismiss the stories entirely or students who become consumed by them, Jake occupies a middle ground shaped largely by experience. Having spent years exploring Wickerby's forests, outer grounds, forgotten trails, and less-traveled corners, he has encountered enough strange occurrences to believe that not every rumor begins without reason.
At the same time, Jake possesses little interest in chasing mysteries for the sake of mystery itself. He views many of the academy's hidden stories the same way he views the wilderness surrounding campus: worthy of respect, caution, and healthy curiosity, but not reckless obsession. While he occasionally discovers unusual tracks, unexplained disturbances, or locations that seem older than official records suggest, Jake rarely goes out of his way to investigate further unless circumstances demand it.
Students frequently attempt to recruit him into their theories, expeditions, and late-night investigations, believing his familiarity with the grounds gives him access to secrets others cannot reach. While Jake often agrees to help when safety becomes a concern, he remains far less interested in uncovering hidden truths than he is in ensuring everyone returns home in one piece afterward.
Privately, however, Jake suspects Wickerby is older, stranger, and far more alive than most people realize. Whether those suspicions connect to the Veilcore itself remains a question he has never been entirely certain he wants answered.
AESTHETICS
Theme Song: "Northern Attitude" by Noah Kahan
Aesthetic: Muddy work boots abandoned outside faculty housing after a long day, worn flannel sleeves rolled to the elbows, old pickup trucks rattling down country roads at sunrise, pine needles caught in dirty blonde hair, the smell of campfire smoke lingering in well-loved jackets, broad shoulders disappearing down forest trails with a toolbox in one hand and an injured magical creature tucked beneath the other arm, thunderstorms rolling across distant mountains, laughter echoing through the woods after someone inevitably ignores safety instructions, weathered fences repaired more times than anyone can count, dog-eared field journals stuffed into back pockets, half-finished cups of coffee forgotten beside maintenance projects, fresh earth beneath calloused hands, muddy pawprints appearing mysteriously inside buildings where they absolutely should not be, quiet fishing trips at dawn, old scars with stories no one entirely believes, students waving as they pass because somehow everyone knows Jake, moonlight filtering through dense forest canopies, the sound of whistling drifting across campus grounds long before the groundskeeper himself appears, oversized St. Bernards sprawled in front of fireplaces, warm amber porch lights glowing through cabin windows, hands stained with dirt rather than ink, and the quiet certainty that if something goes wrong in the woods, Jake Dawson will somehow already be on his way.
SEXUAL INFO
Position: Versatile
Preference: Submissive
Size: 8.5 inches, thick and proportionate to his broad, athletic build.
BIOGRAPHY
Most people expect werewolves to be intimidating.
Jacob Dawson rarely helps that stereotype.
Known to most as Jake, he possesses an easy smile, an affable nature, and a tendency to approach life with far more optimism than caution. While faculty members occasionally wish he spent more time thinking before acting, students tend to find him refreshingly genuine. Jake has never been particularly interested in pretension, politics, or appearances. What people see is generally what they get—a quality that has earned him both loyal friendships and no small amount of trouble over the years.
Born to a Muggle family in the rural hills of eastern Tennessee, Jake spent much of his childhood outdoors. The Dawson family farm sat on the edge of miles of dense woodland, providing an endless source of adventure for a boy who rarely saw a reason to stay indoors when there were trees to climb, creeks to explore, and entirely too many opportunities to ignore his parents' instructions. Curious, fearless, and possessed of a remarkable ability to underestimate danger, Jake developed a reputation for wandering wherever his interests happened to lead him.
Eventually, they led him somewhere life-changing.
At eleven years old, while exploring the woods surrounding his family's property, Jake encountered what he believed to be a particularly unfortunate-looking dog. The creature was large, aggressive, and visibly unlike anything he had ever seen before. Most children would have run. Jake instead concluded that it must have been injured.
In hindsight, he acknowledges this may not have been his finest moment.
The creature was not a dog.
The bite that followed introduced Jake to a world he never knew existed. Suddenly, magic was real. Werewolves were real. And, much to his horror, he was one. What followed were years of upheaval as magical authorities became involved, arrangements were made, and Jake was forced to adapt to a reality far stranger than anything he had ever imagined. While many children might have become resentful, frightened, or withdrawn, Jake approached his new circumstances the same way he approached most things: one day at a time.
It wasn't always easy.
The realities of lycanthropy brought challenges, prejudices, and hardships that could not be solved through optimism alone. Yet despite everything, Jake refused to allow the condition to define him. He learned. He adapted. He survived. More importantly, he found a place within a world that had once seemed entirely beyond his reach. While others pursued prestigious careers or academic accolades, Jake discovered he was happiest working with his hands, spending his time outdoors, and caring for the natural world around him.
Years later, that journey eventually brought him to Wickerby Academy of Magical Advancement. While others arrived carrying prestigious family names, carefully crafted ambitions, or lifelong familiarity with magical society, Jake arrived with practical experience, a strong work ethic, and an understanding of the wilderness that extended far beyond any classroom. The academy's sprawling grounds suited him perfectly. Between enchanted forests, magical creatures, wandering students, and flora with a tendency to cause more trouble than anyone expected, there was rarely a dull moment to be found.
As Wickerby's Groundskeeper, Jake has become a familiar presence across campus. Students are just as likely to find him repairing a fence, clearing a trail, wrangling an escaped creature, or hauling supplies across the grounds as they are receiving an impromptu lecture on why approaching unknown animals is generally considered a bad idea. Whether they actually follow that advice remains an entirely different matter.
Though he would never describe himself as particularly remarkable, Jake has become an indispensable part of campus life. Beneath the easygoing demeanor lies a resilience forged through years of adaptation, a loyalty that runs deep, and a quiet understanding of what it means to feel different in a world that often fears what it doesn't understand.
Today, Jake remains exactly what he has always been at heart: a farm kid from Tennessee doing his best to navigate a world far stranger than the one he grew up in.
The only difference is that these days, the world occasionally howls back.
One of the best things about coming back to campus? The parties that kicked off the beginning of the year. Not only were they a good place to connect with some people you hadn't seen in ages, but they were also genuinely fun... At least, depending on which parties you went it. If you went to one of the school sanctioned masquerade parties, they might not be quite as fun given the fact that they were full of professors and faculty and parents... But the fraternity parties? They were always something that you can count on for being wild and a good time.
Of course, that didn't mean that Marcel wasn't also looking for other opportunities for a good time. Having signed into hwlr, he hadn't expected anyone to message him when they were all having parties, but was he glad that he did. After a bit of flirting, Marcel had gotten the other half-veela to agree to come to the party he was at and once he saw him there, he immediately made his way to him.
"Ah, if it isn't the prettiest one at the party," Marcel greeted, grabbing Cassian's hand and bringing it to his lips to give it a kiss. "And I'm the lucky one to have your attention... Shall we show them just how lucky I am, mon chéri? Or would you prefer we start our own party?"
It wasn't uncommon for Adrian to find himself at these parties. The son of a prominent magical family, one that had been known to tarnish the bloodline by marrying his non-magical mother - some claiming that it was that sullying that brought about the parseltongue within Adrian - it was expected that he show up as he was the future of the Valemont line. Some people may question the kind of future that the Valemont name would have, given that many people seemed to wait with bated breath for Adrian to turn dark, but he was the future all the same and thus he knew he had to show up to help his father represent their branch of the family tree.
Of course, most people found themselves steering clear of him, giving him a wide berth and casting glances in his way. That was fine for him, though, of course. If people wanted to regard him with suspicion and uneasiness, then they weren't the kind of people he wanted to be around. He knew who he was, and he knew that one ability didn't mean that he was inherently evil or would inevitably go bad.
Or, at least, so he kept telling himself.
Regardless, as he lingered near the wall as the faculty spoke with prominent members of the wizarding community, his phone buzzed and with it came a reprieve from all of the whispers and stares he was receiving. Having forgotten that he had downloaded the app at the insistence of one of his Quidditch teammates, leaving it very bare of anything that would indicate it was him, he wasn't wholly opposed to the message that he received. A bit of banter back and forth, and he was given an alternative to the celebration of the start of the semester.
After a half-hour, the half-blood managed to sneak away from the party once he had been sure that his presence had been noted - that people had adequately responded to his being there with their usual reactions of stares and whispers - and he began to make his way to the building that he had been given the address of. Once he arrived, he stopped in front of the room and let his knuckles wrap against the door, waiting for the other male to answer.
