Character I want to use:
Invalid Character -Evan
Rules
3 lines or more, no one liners!
Must be an experienced roleplayer
Must have a character link or a template,whether you have your own or use my simple one I don't care.
I can do anything but if you have any triggers lemme know
Smut will probably be in this roleplay so gotta be okay with that.
Prompt: Evan is getting bullied for his rather feminine looks the first time he goes to school in a dress and make up, and the school is doing nothing. He's curled up on the concrete in the basketball court outside the school at lunch, bleeding. His sister, who normally would save him in these situations, has a separate lunch than him. He can't fight. He needs a hero.
@SwimwithGamers
Hey I know we haven't roleplayed in a while but I thought maybe you'd like to do this?
Yes, I would love to! I've got someone who would totally keep Evan safe!
HUZZAH PROTECC BOYOS! Lemme see em!
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NOW LET ME SEE EM!
Name: Fun, aka Henry Goldheart
Nicknames: Fun
Age: 18
Gender: male
Sexuality: he's pretty fucking gay
Likes: dreamless sleep, cuddles
Dislikes: nightmares, being touched without warning
Personality: Fun is withdrawn, both physically and emotionally. After years of torture and abuse, he forgot his own name. He's slowly beginning to get back to a normal life, but he is still conditioned to just think of himself as something for others to toy with. He's willing to step in when people need his help, but this will often lead to him swing himself as their's.
Appearance: His entire body is covered in a variety of scars. Scratches, burns, bite marks, etc. His hair is just beginning to grow out of a buzz cut, and his skin is very tanned. Just wears t shirts and jeans most days.
Hobbies: Woodworking
Other: he's a switch, could be top or bottom depending on what is needed of him.
OOOOOOOOOH I like! I can tell this is probably gonna be pretty angsty and also very soft and I am HERE for it. Also. Alex and Evan are really close as siblings so you'll see Alex around as well. Anyways, do you want me to start or do you want too? Idrc either way
You please! Also, Fun canonically dates my Alex, so XD you might see mine around too
I'll post my drawing of Fun on the discord as well later!
(Yussssss. Okay starting now)
Evan had finally worked up the courage to wear a more feminine outfit. Evelyn had packed a baseball bat in her backpack because she already knew what the kids at Westview High would do to him. But. He had to do it. Someone had to open the doors for true freedom of expression, and he was going to be damned if he let any prissy white boy with a good sucker punch knock him down. He wore that day a black crop top that had long sleeves, and a long rainbow stripe that went down each sleeve, a fishnet shirt under it, and then a cute black short ruffle skirt that he was borrowing from his sister, and some simple black and green high top converse to match. He even wore makeup, and a cute rainbow cloth headband to finish off the look. He went with a light and simple makeup look, not wanting to push it too much. Now, normally at lunch, Evan sat with his drama friends. But. A few of them had field trips, two went to the stage to get more practice as they normally didn't eat lunch anyways, and the rest were off with other friends or busy in lunch detention. So. He was all alone. He was listening to Brendon Urie and enjoying the schools excuse of Chicken Terriyaki when suddenly a huge foot ball player grabs him by the scruff of his neck and slams him up against the wall. "HEY FAG! I've been talking to you for the past 10 fucking minutes! Damn got so much cum in your ears you can't even listen! Dressed like a prissy little whore!" His friends snickered, and while Evan tried to call for help, the one holding him up against the wall took off the headband and stuffed it in Evan's mouth. "Shut it faggot. You're even squealing like a girl, how about that." "Nice one Dick." One of his friends commented, and the 4 boys all took off to the basketball court, Dick going on to say sexist comments about seeing if girls can fight. Evan, distraught and lost, phone, earbuds, bag and lunch, all the way in the cafeteria now. He had no way of getting help. So he got in a position to fight while on the court. But it was 4 against one, and he went down like a domino at the first punch to his lower back. The 4 meaty boys, all of them built like quarter backs on the schools football team, which is what they probably were, began to beat on Evan. His headband having fallen out of his mouth by this point, he began to call for help.
(I would apologize for the long starter but I'm not sorry for it so)
(Don't apologize, I love it! It sets the scene really well)
(Also his outfit is fucking adorable, how dare they-)
Fun was making his way to the cafeteria, passing by the basketball court. He was withdrawn, shoulders hunched in a little. He looked up when he heard the cries for help. He sucked in a harsh breath, trying not to let the memories flod into his mind. He hurried in that direction. Probably the only "good" thing that came out of his captivity was his ability to fight. He had needed to do it to survive, after all.
He came across the four larger men attacking the one in the feminine outfit. His vision blurred a bit, then focused on the man closest. Thankfully, no one had spotted him, and he didn't make a sound as he punched the closest man in the small of his back. The student crumpled easily, and would be lucking to walk again.
Evan was shaking and barely able to see since he had two black eyes but managed to look up from between his fingers when he saw that the attackers had stopped and turned their attention to the new opponent. The three now surrounded Fun as Evan tried to stand up. But was he going to just run off? Ha. No. Years of abuse had taught him to never back down no matter how weak he was. So he tried to worm his way over to Fun, but got shoved over and kicked in the stomach before Dick returned his attention to the new boy.
Fun stared down at the three students surrounding him.
"You don't want to fight me," he said quietly, voice laced with malice. He slipped into his fighting position. He hadn't been trained in any martial arts, but he was deadly effective. He rolled his shoulder a little. He knew these people wouldn't back down, so he quickly punched the underside of one of the student's jaws. He'd be lucky to come out of this alive.
Punches and blows went back and forth, but he watched as Fun took them down in single hits. Evan curled up on the concrete, shaking, unsure of whether Fun would begin to attack him too. "P-please don't hurt me…" He said quietly, hiding under his arms, trying to cover his face.
Fun finished with the four students who had been attacking Evan, letting them last were they had fallen. He looked over at Evan, curled up on the ground. He stepped over, kneeling next to him.
"Are you alright?" He asked gently, voice so very different then what he had used for the attackers. "Will you let me see your injuries?"
Evan slowly sat up, face red and puffy, nose bleeding. His arms and legs were pretty badly scratched up from being kicked, the kicks slowly dragging him across the concrete. His insides hurt, and he could barely breath. He sat there, groaning, looking over his outfit before shakily reaching for the headband, and then curling up and looking down. He was too busy screaming and panicking for escape to cry but now, with his big puffy purple eyes, he curled up and began to sob as the pain finally over washed him and hit him in full. He could barely move. (Pick him up! Pick him up! Pick him up!)
Fun watched Evan cry a moment, face finally breaking from it's indifferent mask to show painful empathy. He stood, wrapping his arms around Evan and carefully picking him up.
"Let's go get you taken care of, okay?" He said gently, doing his best not to touch Evan's wounds. He set off, leaving the groaning attackers to their injuries.
Evan tried to speak but could only groan in reply, too much in pain to really bother speaking. As soon as students saw Evan, immediately pictures were taken, social media posts made, and it took all of about 5 minutes for word to reach Evelyn. She immediately headed outside with her bag, and seeing the attackers already on the ground, decided to give them a piece of personal mind. Evan, still sat in Fun's arms, soon reached the nurses office, but refused to get out of Fun's arms. But with the coaxing of band aids and treatment he sat down on the cold cot, and told the nurses, and then when the principal when he walked in, the account of what happened, letting Fun fill in details where Evan couldn't. Finally when he was treated, and his mother called to come pick him up, and everything settled down. He turned to Fun, and cleared his throat. He felt better now. "Thank you, by the way. I thought I was going to get killed or sent to the hospital. My name is Evan by the way. Yours?" (Fun fact Evan is also an age regressor but we really won't see that show up until later.)
(this will be interesting then!)
"I…" Fun still wasn't sure what his real name was at this point. "You can call me Fun. Everyone else does." Fun was sitting by the cot, not having left Evan's side since they had come to the office.
"And are you sure you still didn't go to the hospital? They beat you up pretty bad…" Fun was concerned for Evan. He had been needed, and he felt as if Evan might need him again. It felt good, almost, to know this was someone who would be able to give him a purpose. Would be able to use him.
"Fun hm? I like it." He said softly, and despite the state his face was in, managed to smile. "I'll be okay. My moms a healer. I'll be good as new by tomorrow. Maybe we'll become friends Fun. You never know. I'll definitely save a seat for you at the lunch table if you'd like. I sit with all the theater kids and gays though…but. Thank you. Really. It means everything to me what you did back there. I'm forever in your debt so if you ever need anything. Let me know. I'd write down my number but I'm currently shaking so much I don't think I could even hold a pen."
"Oh, okay then. My… Aunt is a healer too." Though, he want sure if he should be calling her his aunt. "And I'd enjoy sitting with you. And y-you don't owe me anything, really." Fun's voice was quiet now, soft. He hesitantly gave a smile. "Don't worry about the phone number, it's okay. Really." He rested his folded hands on the edge of the cot, unsure of how to handle this.
"You…. You're the one who can use me if you ever need help."
"I don't use people. I'm not a dick like some people. Your a person too. You saved me. I'm in your debt. Simple as that." He said this with a shrug that made him cringe a bit as he relaxed his shoulders.
"I-It wouldn't bother me," Fun explained quietly. "I really don't want you to be in debt to me…" Fun looked up when Evan cringed, concerned.
"Please don't move too much. I, I don't want you to hurt yourself more."