random character headcanons, vol i ♡ happy developing ᵔᴗᵔ
teddy bear — does your muse have any treasured possessions? what makes it so special?
scratched cd — what genre of music does your muse hate? if someone happens to turn on that genre, will they tolerate it or leave the room?
dried paint brush — how creative is your muse? do they create anything with said creativity or are they considered 'wasted potential'?
playground equipment — what's a childhood memory, whether it's liked or not, that stands out to your muse? why does it stand out among the rest?
candy bracelet — does your muse prefer chocolate, hard candy or chewy candy? do they even like sweets at all?
broken record player — what regrets does your muse have? if they could go back and change that event / the past in general, would they?
ball pit — what does your muse do for fun?
orange creamsicle — what's a topic your muse could talk about for hours? is there a reason this particular topic means so much to them?
hopscotch — does your muse like to work out? if not, how else do they move their body from day to day?
flimsy fairy wings — did your muse used to celebrate / dress up for halloween as a child? if yes, what's a costume they remember wearing (and did they pick out or did their parents)?
instant messenger — if it's not already taken, what is your muse's go-to username?
ivy was walking back to her dorm from the library, hands full of books. she was done studying for the night and all was she could think of was lighting up the joint she had hidden in her pencil case. distracted by a squirrel on a tree to her left, she stumbled and dropped her books on the ground... revealing her small baggie of pre-rolled joints. she quickly put her things together and looked around to see if anyone saw her - when she noticed someone standing right in front of her. " shit " she muttered.
STATUS: open
MUSES: bellamy & your muse
LOCATION: the student store
❝ whoever is designing the radcliffe merch in the student store needs to be put behind bars because what the hell even are those ?? ❞ is bellamy being a bit dramatic ?? maybe. should she maybe reconsider a stint in the theater club ?? also maybe. but while she may exude some melodrama, she’s not a liar and ugly the merch is !! ❝ i don’t see why it’s hard to literally ask the fashion design majors to throw something together as part of their capstone projects. i’d put my wardrobe in their hands rather than whoever is trying to make us look like we’re set to go golfing at six in the morning in florida. ❞
ivy couldn't help but hear bellamy's out loud rant about the school merch. she wasn't sure if the other young woman was talking to her, but after a brief scanning of the room, there was no one else close enough to them for her words to be directed to someone else. 'maybe she didn't recognize me' ivy foolishly thought. things were left a little awkward since ivy quit the band, but she wasn't going to be rude, plus she didn't have any resentment towards belle (i mean, how could she when she was the asshole of the story?!). ivy scoffed. " true. how do they expect to make money with this shit? they'd actually make more profits if the clothes were at least a little cuter. "
This had to be what? The fourth orientation-like gathering Jazzy had been to since enrolling at Radcliffe University. New semester, with a few familiar faces mixed in with new ones, an opportunity to get to know more students and hopefully find out something juicy that could spice up the party a bit. Jaz wasn’t expecting much though since everyone had seemed to be so invested in the prize machines, but as she waited at the boba food truck, her impatience riled up at how long the person in front of her was taking. “You know they had the same six flavors five minutes ago and they’ll have the same six five minutes from now.” the snipe slipped from her lips as she gestured to the person in front of her.
" Jaz? " ivy spoke up, surprised to see her childhood friend behind her. how couldn't she have noticed her? "sorry, i'm taking forever. i'm not usually so undecisive, i don't know what's wrong with me today. i can't decide between lychee and passionfruit." the short woman continued, ending her sentence with a disappointed sigh. "here, order before me. i'll just have to make up my mind when you're done." vee gestured to let jasmine pass in front of her.
( halle bailey, ciswoman, she/her ) have you met ivy morgan yet? you know, the twenty-three year old undergraduate student. i think they’re a senior majoring in animal science. ring a bell yet? every time i walk past their dorm i hear special by sza blasting through the door. everyone who meets them say they’re focused but can also be a little impulsive. guess when you meet them you’ll figure that out yourself.
you know alex dunphy, from modern family? yeah, well that's pretty much ivy growing up... except her whole family is at least as smart as her. she comes from a family of doctors and veterinarians, full generations before ivy even came to this world. *clue the joke about veterinarians not being real doctors*...yes, the doctors in her family like to tease the vets about that. her grandparents on her father's side were both vets, owning the family vet clinic (which is now owned by her dad, and guess who's expected to take the reigns after him... yep. ivy.) and her mom is a pediatrician. Her grandparents on her mother's side? oh, just a cardiologist and a neurologist. so you could say the pressure on ivy's shoulders is heavy.
growing up, she wasn't allowed much extracurricular activities so that she could focus on school and have the best grades. she did do some equestrian lessons back when she was a kid, at one of their family friends' ranch and piano lessons because her mom thought it'd look great on her college resume later. but in her teenage years, she did convince her parents to let her take singing and dancing lessons. she also learned how to drum, thanks to a friend who's father was a musician and let them fool around with his instruments.
so she was never actually that close with her parents, they were gone a lot and when they were around, ivy felt stressed and felt performance pressure. she had to have something to say to them about whatever today's achievement could be. but even though they wanted her to succeed and follow into their footsteps, most of the weight on ivy's shoulders was put there by herself. she wanted to see her parents be proud of her. she wanted to impress her family. mostly since her older brother was going against their parents' wishes for him to take the reigns of the family clinic (wc), she felt like it was now up to her to step up.
in high school, she was never popular nor unpopular, just a regular student with a few friends here and there. although her wits did bring some attention on her, and it was the reason some people were even friends with her in the first place. when she realized it, ivy felt used and as though nobody actually liked her for her. after that, she secluded herself and became even quieter, slowly but surely falling into depression. that's when she started to self-medicate. unless she had a big exam coming up, she would smoke weed every night.
now in college, ivy had joined a band as the drummer & doing back vocals as well, but when her parents learned, oh boy... her father said the words " i'm disappointed in you " out loud, you could've stabbed her right in the heart and it would've hurt less. it was "distracting" they would say. "she should focus on school, not play around with music no one listen to." she heard her father add as they left. luckily for her, they didn't learn about the dance team. completely heartbroken, she quit the band, even though she was hurting a friend in the process. their situation was a little complicated, but ivy felt like she had no other choices. at least, she didn't have to quit dancing since it took so little hours out of her week.
-tba-
☽ quick facts ☾
‣ comes from a middle-upper class family. they never struggled financially and lived in the same large family home in sacramento her whole life
‣ youngest sibling of two
‣ has to have her morning coffee !!!
‣ trust issues; she doesn't open up easily
‣ she's very serious, focused & when there's a big test coming up you won't be able to get her out of her dorm but if not, she does have a party girl side... although she always feels guilty the night after
‣ smokes weed regularly, mostly before bed or with friends
‣ she. hates. camping. don't even think about it.
‣ has heavy entomophobia, hence the point above
‣ she loves to read thriller / horror novels
‣ clumsy af. with anything that demands to be precise and meticulous, she's good. but her feet? two lefties.
‣ talking about lefties, she also writes with her left hand!
‣ her favorite animals are dogs and her dream is to own at least two at the same time
