forum Urban Fantasy/Romance 1x1? [Closed]

Started October 02, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

So I have a character who needs some developing, and I figured this would be a good way to do it. I'd like it if you could write at least 2 lines per post, but I don't really care that much. Please message if your interested.

Name: Adrien Dristi
Age: 19
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species: Selkie
Personality: Adrien swings wildly behind being completely indestructible (emotions wise, this child is weak as hell physically) or as fragile as a freshly created butterfly. As such, He is easily pushed over the edge, and often it's not hard to make him cry, scream, or otherwise lash out. He obsesses over every new TV show that comes out, hoping for an escape from reality. He uses snark to cover up all the hurt he's experienced and often comes off as rude or even cruel. People usually confuse him, and while he does have a few close friends, proximity to people is usually very draining and odd for him. He takes a very long time to bond with someone but once they've proven themselves he's incredibly loyal.
Appearance: Black hair kept just a little too long, way too pale skin that shows all of his veins, bright blue eyes that bug out just a little too much to look healthy, huge eye bags, scarily thin, looks just a little manic all the time
Other: Has severe heart issues, always in pain, insomnia

Name: Mikhail Dean
Age: 18
Sexuality: Gayyy
Species: Fallen Angel
Personality: Mikhail is sweet and fairly quiet, often times enjoying a comfortable silence a lot more than ongoing chats. He’s awkward around new people at first, but after trusting them, he tends to open up very quickly, often times finding himself uncomfortable when he’s not telling the full truth or being himself. Mikhail, around people he knows and decides to like, can be brutally honest (though sprinkles in some warm words and tries his hardest to make it up if he hurts anyone) and can come off as loud, until he’s put in an uncomfortable situation. He suffers from anxiety and won’t voice his opinions loudly, but with time, he grows the courage to speak up about his thoughts. While he appears to be calm and collected in stressful situations, his mind is often battling with itself, and anxiety is not an uncommon feeling for Mikhail. He’s a quick thinker, but tends to second guess his decisions over and over again, and when he’s in a terribly pressured spot, his facade of stability chips away as his mental state deteriorates. Mikhail despises the idea of being harsh or rude to others, and he tries his hardest to sympathise and be empathetic when he’s talking to others; but when someone somehow uses up all of his patience, he snaps and causes a big (and to be frank, an embarrassing) scene, his thoughts becoming irrational and taking many things (especially criticism) much farther out of proportion that what it truly is. Even with his kind-hearted nature, Mikhail can hold grudges for years - don’t test it. He tries his hardest to be graceful but ends up a bumbling mess in sticky situations. Mikhail also hates the smell of fire, but doesn’t know why his anxiety triggers at it and where the trigger stems from. Even at the slightest whiff of smoke or a lit match can lead to him starting to shake almost uncontrollably, as if he had a fever.
Appearance:
Height: 5’6ft
Eye Color: A light, icy cerulean. The outer edges of his irises are a darker shade, bordering towards violet which gradually fades into the blue as the color moves closer towards his pupil. His eyes are a rounder shape, though they evidently hold the weight of tiredness due to the amounts of exhaustion that often overcome him.
Hair Color: His hair is cut short and curly, with a part on his left side. His hair often falls into his right eye causing him to brush it out of the way or behind his ears. The hues of his short locks are an unnatural platinum silver, with underlying tones of cool blue.
General Features: Freckles dot Mikhail’s dark olive slender face, and his body has a fairly slim, lanky build. His left ear is a little bit nicked at the top from an accident during Kindergarten, and he often has bruises or small cuts from stupid mistakes he makes. Mikhail has an old burn scar, faded and light, on his upper thigh to around his hip area on his right side. (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/427615350125887499/431586547998130178/mikhail_1.png)
Other:He's ambidextrous and I'm terrible at making characters. By the way, he has mastered the art of having a neutral face while internally freaking out or anything along those lines.

(Is he okay?)

Adrien sighed, pacing angrily around the room. He had specifically requested that he get a private room, citing his numerous issues, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. The school just had to insist that having chronic heart issues 'wasn't an issue applicable to gaining a single bed dorm', so he was stuck. He hadn't even been able to request who his roommate would be. The stranger was due to walk through the door any second, and Adrien was absolutely dreading the encounter.

(Can I curse?)

Mikhail walked around the hallways, trying to find his dorm. My room mate probably already hates me, I hate my life now, someone please kill me. He thought, his cerulean eyes darting around the hallways until his eyes landed on his dorm room. FINALLY, THAT TOOK WAY TOO LONG. He thought and walked over to his dorm, quietly knocking on the door to see if his roommate was here or not.

(But of course)

Adrien groaned when he heard a light knock on the door. He trudged over, biting back a few cuss words when the ache in his chest transformed into a sharp pain. He'd need to take some Ibprophin once he let his roommate inside. He threw open the door, shooting the boy it revealed one of his less serious glares. "Are you my roommate?"

Mikhail squeaked in surprise and blushed in embarrassment. "Oh, Hey -uhm- yea. I'm your roommate," He answered, normally he would have said his name and stuff like that but the boy seemed a bit annoyed so he didn't say anything else.

The tiny squiggle of hope that his roommate would get a mysterious disease and be hospital bound for the whole year. He let out an annoyed sigh. "Guess you should come in then." He stumbled into the bathroom, shakily opening the painkillers and dry swallowing two. He massaged his temples and stepped back out into the front room, hoping the roommate hadn't left.

Mikhail quietly walked into the dorm and he walked to his side of the room, setting his bag next to the bed and flopping down. Why was he so annoyed?……at least he was hot………….WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING? He thought and sighed while going on his phone to look around for jobs.

Adrien wandered into the main room, noticing that the roomate had taken the left side of the room. He took in the boys appearance, relieved that he was total eye candy. At least the guy he had to put up with was an absolute hottie. Adrien rubbed a hand down his face. He had to learn the guy's name before he started objectifying him. "Name," He stated, softening the harsh word with a quiet "Please."

Mikhail glanced up from his phone when he heard a voice talking. "Mikhail," he replied, putting his phone away. "Yours?"