ST★RKISSED

𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍?ㅤ𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾ㅤ𝗂'𝗆ㅤ𝗇𝗈𝗍ㅤ𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆ㅤ𝗈𝗋ㅤ𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀?

[vesperareigns]

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎ㅤㅤ::ㅤㅤ𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝐾 𝐴 𝑀 𝐼 𝑁 .

you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed SARIN SARASIN walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who HE is ? they kind of look like NATACHAI 'DUNK' BOONPRASERT and i could be wrong but i think that they might be TWENTY - SIX years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last FOUR MONTHS. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of CHANDLER BING from FRIENDS. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at NOISZE MAGAZINE as an EDITORIAL STYLIST. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the BON VIVANT of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty OUTSPOKEN at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty ZESTFUL to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that FOUR - BEDROOM residence beside me over in CORAL COVE / # 5A. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you!

[esquivels]

who: open / @palmviewstarters

location: near the sundae bar ice cream truck.

“He won’t bite you.” Arturo assures with a point as Hubert, his orange Maine Coon, leashed and enjoying the warm sunshine, stretches out next to another sitting in the sand of the beach. He clicks his tongue, getting the cat’s attention long enough to place a small cup of whipped cream in the sand between his knees as he sits in their usual spot. “Might kick sand at you though. Sorry in advance.”

[vesperareigns]

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSARIN IMMEDIATELY RAISES A BROW as his gaze flickers over to the furball occupying the spot next to him. “That’s exactly what I tell people too and yet…” He leaves his words trailing, though the playful tone in them could definitely not be mistaken for something else. “Oh, oh! And this whole time here, I was worried about my sand-kicking habit. Guess your Maine Coon and I would get along just fine. Does he take it just as well as he attacks?” He inquires with a slight lift of his lips, all attention now fixed on the owner instead. 

[murderandmbti]

“It’s a beautiful day, but not as beautiful as me.”

— ENTJ

[sherrymagic]

Pawfect Scent with Dunk

[fromthestarsx]

open starter: @palmviewstarters

where: beach party

"I don't know what they do to these raspberry cream cheese Danishes to make them so delicious, but I am addicted!" Laken exclaimed before taking a bite of her second danish. "The bakers at Sunshine Bakery are wizards or something."

[vesperareigns]

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSTUFFING THE LAST BIT of the cream-filled treat into his mouth, Sarin nods his head enthusiastically in agreement. “Yes, they’re delicious, I’m also addicted and you’re right that the bakers are wizards.” He reaches out for the serviette and begins to gently dab at the corners of his lips. “Don’t tell anyone but I sneaked into the kitchen the other night and I saw them with wands and all. It’s the spells in these things. I can confirm.” He gestures to the danish that Laken had in her hand before looking around. “What’s next… Ah, I should’ve bought some of the fruit tarts.”

[h0tblood]

where: sunset villa beach party

with: anyone @palmviewstarters

“  i've  never  been  to  a  beach  party,  ”  isabel  admits,  surveying  the  area.  there  was  a  lot  to  do,  and  it  was  honestly  a  little  overwhelming.  “  what  would  you  suggest  doing  first?  ”

[vesperareigns]

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSARIN NODS HIS HEAD with a soft hum, “There’s always a first time for everything.” He was already taking a good view of the whole area, forming a little plan in his head. “What do you say we grab something to eat first and then play some of the arcade games? Are you any good with games? Would I have to buy you ice cream at the end of the day to cheer you up after losing to me?” He teases Isabel, gently squeezing her shoulder. “Or maybe it’s because you kicked my ass and now I have to buy you one as a reward?”

[skulldome]

who:  liberty  +  sarin  (  @vesperareigns  ) where:  on  the  ferris  wheel  !

despite  her  pleas  that  she  was  in  line  to  ride  by  herself,  the  ride  attendant  still  paired  liberty  up  with  someone  else.  the  ride  attendant  had  tried  to  explain  that  the  line  was  too  long  to  accommodate  single  riders.  then  why  was  it  fine  earlier?  maybe  that's  her  karma  for  exploring  the  party  without  her  friends,  to  be  paired  up  with  a  total  stranger.  they'll  be  stuck  together  for  at  least  the  next  ten  minutes;  it  wouldn't  hurt  her  to  try  and  make  conversation.  “somehow  i  feel  like  the  attendants  can  just  do  whatever  they  want,”  she  huffed.  “i  just  wanted  to  take  a  cute  picture  overlooking  the  beach  for  stella.”

[vesperareigns]

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPERHAPS IT WAS BOLD OF HIM to assume that he would have the whole gondola to himself because that obviously wasn’t the case. He slips in and occupies the seat on the left, about to stretch his legs when he immediately retreats upon seeing someone else entering that very same space. “Whoops, sorry.” Sarin utters a quick apology and rubs his nape. Well, there goes his plans to take cute ( cringey ) selfies of himself. “Mhm, that’s just ‘protocol’ I guess. Also I can scoot over to the side some more if you want to get a good shot of the beach.” Sarin offers with a smile, already shifting about in his seat. “You know what? I think it would be such perfect timing if the sun sets a bit more when we get to the top. Just imagine that golden hour glow.”

[vesperareigns]

๑ 𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 :: This is the face of someone who feels out of place with crowds but is still here anyway because of the free food! :P I'd also like to say my thanks to my lovely yet annoying sister, Sirin for taking such a great shot of me and that glass of champagne for being a helpful prop in making me look a lot more cooler.

[vesperareigns]

⋆ I. :: INDELIBLE ⋆ SOMEWHERE IN MANGO BAY :: LATE AFTERNOON ⋆ CLOSED :: @fromthestarsx

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTODAY IS WHAT SARIN WOULD LIKE to call a leisure-work day. He’s just out and about, using his eyes to gather inspiration for future photoshoots and at the same time do some window shopping. Thankfully, the shopping district wasn’t as busy as he had expected. The lack of a crowd was certainly in his favour. Then, he catches a quick glimpse of a familiar face up ahead which immediately stops him in his tracks. It was a face that belonged to someone who had given him such fond memories during his visit to New York. “Waverly?” He calls out and attempts to close the distance between them by jogging over. “Waverly?” He hopes she would turn around this time, that is, if he did not mistake someone else for her. He was certain though, his memory would not have failed him. He would recognise those beautiful eyes anywhere!

[vesperareigns]

⋆ I. :: IDYLLIC ⋆ SOMEWHERE IN MANGO BAY :: WEE HOURS ⋆ CLOSED :: @totemper

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSARIN TAKES A HUGE BITE OUT of his cheeseburger and gestures towards the window on the second floor of the nearby apartment. He continues their little impromptu game, “Hey, look. That resident over there is a night owl too or… maybe they just like keeping the lights on. Do people even do that? Keep the lights on when they sleep?” He tilts his head, pondering about it. He always slept better with a floor lamp by his bedside or if the lights were all dimmed. The cosy ambience instantly relaxes him. “So how was tonight’s shift, Carter? Anything crazy happened? I mean I hope not because I would hate to miss out on that.” Sarin snickers to himself after.

[vesperareigns]

𝐟𝐨𝐱𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 : what lies has your muse told to protect themself or someone else? how far are they willing to go?

⋆ He would always be as truthful as he can be in most circumstances because he hates having to filter his words but he would certainly be able to lie to protect himself or his loved ones. Of course, depending on the situation. If he was told to lie to help cover up something like infidelity then he's not going through with it. To take his lies further, Sarin would have no problem staging a whole scene, complete with a detailed plan and a hopefully strong (and successful) execution.

[vesperareigns]

should we call for help? - evelyn

⋆ "If I gave you a boost, do you think you'd be able to reach it?" Sarin asks Evelyn as he locks eyes with the orange tabby stuck several branches above the one he was standing under. "How did you get up there, huh?" He softly sighs and then looks over at Evelyn. "If this doesn't work, we'll just get someone to bring their ladder and hope we can finally bring that furbaby down to safety."

[vesperareigns]

are you telling me the truth? - alyssa.

⋆ "I promise I would never lie to you." Truthfully, Sarin was taken aback by the sudden question but mostly, the doubt that Alyssa was feeling. "Have I ever sugarcoated my words with you? You know I would always be honest with you, Alyssa. I love all your designs, I admire your dedication. I did back then and I still do now."

[vesperareigns]

you really thought this would work? - hadley.

⋆ "I swear the idea looked absolutely stellar in my head. I have no idea how or why it turned out... like that." Sarin stares at his little creation in confusion and in amusement. "My Brachiosaurus was holding up just fine, until you looked at it." It was clear that the proportions of his clay dinosaur was way off which caused its neck to go limp after a while. It was certainly not Hadley's fault at all but Sarin just wants to be a brat right now.

[vesperareigns]

willow, juniper, moss!!

WILLOW : what grief does your muse carry quietly, and how do they cope when no one is watching?

⋆ There is a subconscious avoidance of feelings with Sarin. After experiencing a loss of some sort, he usually feels detached. He always thinks that he's not grieving enough or even grieving at all. He may go on with his day but when he comes home, there isn't much of an appetite for dinner and he would curl up in the bed trying to process everything. He wouldn't rush himself through the process but will just let time take its course.

JUNIPER : how does your muse protect the people they love?

⋆ No tolerance for any physical, verbal, mental and emotional abuse, Sarin would call out the other party when he realizes what is going on and would also personally confront them for hurting or harming his loved ones. If the situation escalates, Sarin would not hesitate to take it further by resorting to violence. He isn't any good with his temper anyway. If words fail, maybe his fists can do the job.

MOSS : where does your muse feel most safe, what does that look like?

⋆ His bedroom. It's his haven, a place where he can retreat. His pillow has heard all of his worries and thoughts. Sometimes he turns the music up loud and dance the stress away. Within those four walls, Sarin finds comfort for himself.

[vesperareigns]

⋆ I. :: MEME WEEKEND

Suuuper excited to participate in this!!! If you'd like to get to know or interact with Sarin a bit more, please send whatever you desire from any of these memes [ A WHOLE BUNCH OF QUESTIONS, CATCHING UP AND CHECKING IN, NATURE BASED, ZODIAC BASED, A GAME OF TELEPHONE ] to his inbox right here okay?!

[vesperareigns]

⋆ I. :: REPUTATION ⋆ PALMVIEW FASHION HOUSE :: LATE AFTERNOON ⋆ CLOSED :: @sunshinesfm

₊ ✵ ⁺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSURE, IT WAS HIS RESPONSIBILITY but now it has become someone else’s last minute mess too. At times, Sarin wishes that these celebrities did not have this much power or control over the teams behind-the-scenes but it was inevitable. No one gets to be a diva around him because he’s the diva for goodness sake! “I’m sorry, Alyssa darling.” He pulls up the mood boards and inventory log on his laptop. “It’s just too late of a notice for the other houses and showrooms. You’re the only one I can count on.” He points to the silver and metallic items as well as the go-go boots. “We’re going for a 60s space age, futuristic concept. Our client and her manager approved everything a week ago and today they've decided to give me a taste of hell as if I had specially requested it for breakfast. The shoot is in three days!” He runs his fingers through his locks with a loud groan. “We have got to have some silver or metallic in there. I can switch out the white go-go boots if she doesn’t want it, that’s fine.” He ends off his sentence with a roll of his eyes.