@ElderGod-yellowqueen
Hello
Hello
Ayyyy what's up my dude
I was thinking a cliche angsty gay romance. The shy quiet one, bad boy one, neither are out of the closet, lots of drama
Unless you have another idea
Yeah I've got absolutely no ideas lmao, and this sounds pretty good
Can I be the bad boy though?
Sounds good
How should they meet or whatever
Form
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Background:
Extra:
I'm not really creative with these kinds of things, so I'll just throw out some weird ideas
I like the party idea. Maybe my character could drink a little too much and well, lets just say he says things that he normally wouldn't say hehe
Lmaoo that sounds good, we'll do that then
And is it okay if I convert a demon character I have into a human?
That's fine
Coolio
I'll toss my character in real quick then
Name: Jacob Brown
Age: Seventeen
Appearance: Jacob is on the skinnier side, not athletic, but not small enough to be considered anemic. He has blonde hair that's long overdue for a hair cut. He lets his bangs hide him away. Sometimes it works, other times it doesn't. He has baby blue eyes if you can manage to get him to move his hair. He's not tall but he's definitely not short like Daniel Ratcliff. He's almost 5'9 so almost average height. He tends to wear baggier shirts and sweatshirts hoping it will hide him. He always wears his trusty converse, he never goes anywhere without him.
Personality: Jacob is more than just shy and quiet, he tends to get anxious when in social places. He's gotten used to school, somewhat. He still nervous from time to time, especially when there are presentations. He has a panic attack just about every time there's one. He doesn't do well with confrontation at all. He likes being left alone in his corner in the school library. He shakes violently every time a teacher calls on him, so much to the point they never call on him anymore. He stutters just about every time he talks. Not so much at home, because he's so used to his family. Any other occasion, he's a stuttering mess, just another reason he likes to keep quiet.
Background: Jacob was diagnosed with a social anxiety disorder when he was very young. His parents had noticed he didn't do well at school and took him tot he doctors. They were told that it was due to a chemical imbalance. His parents have been very supportive of him, always being there for him and trying to help in every way possible. As much as he knows they love him, it can be very overwhelming at times. Sometimes, he wished they would just leave him alone in his room.
Extra: He skipped freshman year so he's a senior instead of a junior
Is he okay?
Yep, he's awesome ^.^
Name: Samil (Sam) Kazuo
Age: 17
Appearance: Shorter than average, slender frame, pale skin with warm undertones, small dark brown eyes tilted slightly upward, messy dark brown hair that falls down to his shoulders, jawline that could cut through steel, usually wearing a dark blue hoodie with ripped jeans or a leather jacket, has a tongue and nose piercing, has a sort of confident look to him, has small half framed glasses but never wears them in front of people, always looks smug or super pissed off
Personality: Total fuckboi, can be pretty rude, very dominant and likes to act like he's above everybody even though he has emotional issues, talks a lot, might ask some pretty invasive questions but will back off if he makes somebody too upset, easily falls in love with people but would never actually say that he's in love with somebody, very flirty and says a lot of suggestive things, seems like a dick but he's a man of his word and would never break a promise, he's very respectful of people's boundaries but likes to test his limits with people he doesn't know very well, has some pretty close friends and would actually kill for them
Background: His father left before he was born, and his mother has always hated him. He has no other siblings, and constantly fights with his mother, who is constantly drinking and doing drugs. When he turned 14, her addiction problems got even worse, and he had to start to get small one-time jobs to help pay the bills. His mother would also constantly disappear, so he put a tracker on her phone, and started finding her passed out in alleys and abandoned buildings and would have to take her home.
Extra: Doesn't do any of his school work but is extremely intelligent
Give me a few minutes to start
Alrighty
Jacob wasn't exactly sure how he had actually ended up at this house, music blaring, and kids dancing and drinking and grinding each other. It was not his scene. It was already making his nerves go crazy and he had only just arrived. His hands wouldn't stop shaking. Now how exactly did he end up at this party? He was tricked. Jacob had agreed to have a, one, uno, study session with this kid in his English class. Next thing he knows, he's being dragged into a party. There were so many people crowding him. What if he tripped? What if he broke something? What if he ran into something and they hit him? Thoughts kept running through his head, increasing his anxiety. very slowly, he moved through the throng of people. He just wanted to find someplace less crowded, since he had no way of getting home. He had accidentally left his phone in the other kid's car, a locked car, so he couldn't call his mom to come to get him. "You look like you could use a drink." Someone directed at him. He looked over and saw a guy pouring a drink and handing it to Jacob. He made the mistake of taking a sip. Oh, how it burned. He coughed some of it up. He didn't like that at all. But then the drink settled in his stomach and liked the fuzzy feeling it gave him. So he took small sips, and soon enough, he had finished his first cup. He got a refill and started sipping that one too. His head felt light and all his fears seemed to float away. He giggled to himself for no apparent reason and started to stumble around the house.
Samil sort of regretted coming to this party. He was definitely a fan of chaos, but things were getting slightly out of hand. What he thought was supposed to be a fun get together with some people he knew, was actually unbearingly loud party with drunk, horny teenagers stumbling around and yelling stupid things. He enjoyed it somewhat, though. His friends seemed to be having fun, and a little bit of whiskey never hurt. It gave him a light buzz, which he liked, and the clumsy drunk people were kind of entertaining.
Among the clumsy drunks, was somebody he had never expected to see at a party.
Jacob Brown, the most anxious guy he knew. He'd never spoken a word to him in his life, but he knew by the way that he walked and talked at school that he wasn't the kind of guy you'd normally find at a high school party. But there he was, giggling and smiling. Instead of Samil seeing him as moronic, however, he found his smile kind of cute, and he was making his way over to the guy before he could stop himself. Shy drunk people are always entertaining, he thought.
Jacob frowned as his hair kept getting in the way. He'd push it back and out of the way and it would just pop back in his face! He jutted out his bottom lip as he pouted, then a giggle escaped his lips and his smile was back. He took a long drink from the cup that was in his hand. He stumbled over his own two feet and ran into a guy. His head was too fuzzy to make out who he was. All he knew was that he was pretty, which he might have said out loud, but Jacob wasn't sure. "Y-y-you're hard." He then started giggling as if he had said the funniest thing in the world. It took a few minutes for his laughter to die down. He felt himself being jostled around a bit as students moved around him, but for once in his life, he didn't care. He just kept on staring at the pretty boy in front of him, which he might have repeated again.
(is the pretty boy Samil?)
(yeah)
Samil froze when he heard what the guy said. He could feel his skin heat up, and he knew his face must've been bright red. What in the hell is he talking about? "Hard?" He repeated, confused and genuinely surprised by the guy's behavior. He'd never seen him smile, let alone giggle and mumble things that sounded like they might be compliments, but Sam couldn't exactly tell what his slurred words were. "Wow… Jacob Brown, I'm impressed. You look like you're actually having fun."
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