forum Gay Christmastime (Closed)

Started December 14, 2019 by @Simon-Says

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It's December and therefore Christmastime, and also I saw an rp that said "nO gAy ReLaTiOnShIpS pLeAsE iT's JuSt A pReFeReNcE," and it made me mad. Anyway, I want like a lesbian relationship that's being formed at Christmastime. I honestly don't know what I'm doing, this was formed by pure spite and chaotic gay energy.

Name:
Age: (I feel like this should be in high school so 15-18?)
Sexuality:
Appearance (if you can find a link, I would be very happy, but otherwise try to be kinda detailed?)
Personality:
Strengths:
Flaws:
Backstory (totally optional):
(Ok so legit do whatever you want with this, if you want your character to be the most badass mf in the universe, go for it. If you want an absolutely TRAGIC backstory, that's cool too, I don't care as long as you have fun with it lol)

Name: Evangeline Braxford
Age: 17
Sexuality: HARDCORE Lesbian
Appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1f/b9/74/1fb974a1c2fd66d9c05380fce476a8f8.jpg
Personality: Eva is a total sweetheart of a person. She’s rather soft spoken and proper, from being raised in an esteemed household. Eva gives off a warm and inviting vibe to people she's just met. She doesn’t have a mean bone in her body, and she struggles to cut ties with toxic people in her life. She believes there’s a little good in everybody! At least… that’s the front she puts on. Deep inside, she’s kind of a jerk, and would rather step on others to move forward in life. She’s manipulative and charming to get what she wants. Of course though, maybe she’d change for someone…
Strengths: Prodigy cellist, excellent actor
Flaws: Two faced, manipulative, weak strength wise
Backstory (totally optional):
Evangeline grew up in an esteemed manor, with her sister Lillian. Her sister often used her to her own advantage, which caused Evangeline to become the two faced person she is. She was privately tutored up until her junior year of high school. She was then thrust into an all girls private highschool with other esteemed girls. She quickly became one of the most popular girls in school, and subsequently the Class President of her year.

Name: Caelia Walsh
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian as hell
Appearance: Short, curly red hair that just kinda… does whatever it wants, so she doesn't bother trying to do anything with it. The curls are very bouncy. I felt like that was mentionable. Piercing, arctic blue eyes that look like they've seen your soul and don't approve. Not very tall, only about 5'3" ish (her hair gives her some extra height), and delicate looking. She can make herself look deceivingly innocent when she widens her eyes and tips her head just so, and uses this to her advantage.
https://pin.it/ienqjqyygs7aa3 (hair)
https://pin.it/62hqq4zf4zvd62 (expression)
https://pin.it/4alwxh6q7kc7bt
https://pin.it/6n2yvvrs3qdi7o (clothing style)
Personality: A smartass in every sense of the word. She knows things you don't, and she's well aware of it. It's not that she thinks she's superior, she just recognizes her skills and takes advantage of them. She's introverted in the sense that she doesn't like spending the majority of her time around people, but she's definitely not shy.
Strengths: Very convincing, good writer, dancing
Flaws: Comes across as an annoying know-it-all sometimes. Can get carried away when arguing or debating. Feelings are tough sometimes, but she gets used to them.
Backstory: Her life as a younger child consisted of injuries, mainly. She was a bookworm with an active imagination, and would often run into te woods and try to fly by jumping out of trees, or pretend to be queen of the forest and climb a tree to assert her superiority, and fall out of the tree, or climb onto the roof to see the stars and find out she didn't actually know how to get back in. There was some head trauma. She's chilled out, obviously but definitely still has that adventurous spark.

(Imma just have them both go to this lit girls school cause yee)
Windsor Academy was a pretentious school where parents sent their children when they wanted people to think that they had money. Some of the parents actually had money. It was a ridiculously large school, and on rainy days looked like it had been forcibly ripped out of a Mary Shelley book. Luckily for Caelia, today was not a rainy day. Her lunch period had just ended, and she was now sprinting to class because she'd spent too much time telling a freshman about how absolutely screwed the school system was. She could hear the chime starting, and panicked for a second before realizing she had just barely made it to her class. Breathing heavily, she walked to her seat by the window and propped up her head with her hand.

Unlike Caelia, Evangeline had already been in class. She’d skipped lunch to eat in that classroom and chat with her friends, so she had the pleasure of watching Caelia run in on the bell. Evangeline hadn’t noticed Caelia before today, maybe it was because she was low on the schools food chain, Evangeline assumed. She kept an eye on Caelia as she put her lunch items back in her bag, curious about this student.

After a few seconds of staring out the window, Caelia sighed and got her notebook and a bag full of miscellaneous pens, pencils, erasers, markers, and pencil sharpeners out of her backpack, as well as the seventh Harry Potter book. Chemistry was boring, and she needed a distraction besides the ants on the windowsill.

Evangeline watched as Caelia did this, titling her head slightly. This was deemed interesting in her book— hell, Evangeline hadn’t picked up a fantasy book since she was a child. She did adore the topic when she was little, and she did remember reading the first book. Evangeline grabbed her backpack, slinking over to the empty desk next to Caelia. May as well entertain herself with this strange lady, she supposed. She made a point to make noise as she sat down, flattening her skirt and letting out a hum.

Caelia looked over at the girl who had sat next to her and delicately raised an eyebrow. "Hi, do you need something?" Her voice had a slight Irish lilt, but the contempt showed through just fine.

Evangeline jumped slightly, she hadn’t anticipated being noticed so soon. “Oh! I’m sorry! I saw the empty seat and decided to sit by you… I really do hope that isn’t a problem…” She said, her own voice soft and airy. She gave Caelia a warm smile, playing up her persona as she clasped her hands together in her lap.

Caelia rolled her eyes, obviously not impressed. "Yeah, okay, sure," she responded boredly, opening her book as soon as the teacher started talking about chemical compounds. She knew her brain would absorb the information one way or another, so she never really played attention.

The reaction Caelia gave Evangeline was not what she was used to. She blinked a few times and stared for a moment, before turning to listen to the teacher and write the notes down. It stuck her as strange how Caelia didn’t seem to care that she, Evangeline, the student council president and probably the most popular girl at school, was talking to her. She brushed it off and recomposed herself, whispering to Caelia, “Are you going to take notes or just read?… I mean, if you’re into reading that’s alright, I don’t mind giving you the notes after class!”