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two former lovers, now out of school for three years, have been living their lives as normally as possible. moving on from one another, they managed to find new love, a new purpose in someone else - and themselves. working jobs, paying bills, being an adult had come more easier and easier throughout the years with help from friends and family, and the comfort of their apartment or house.
however, after a horrid accident happens to muse a, muse b comes running to their side - they're single, sadly haven't been moving on from there unlike how muse a did with a loving significant other and finally feeling like something good will last.
that is until they see muse b at their side in the hospital.
angered, in pain, and upset, muse a is surprisingly not mad at muse b, but is instead upset that their significant other isn't around. they've barely kept in touch over the years, so why is muse b here now instead of all those years ago in high school when they dated?
as muse a recovers from their accident, muse b is with them every step of the way, still in love and finding themselves in muse a without much effort - just like in high school. the only issue is that muse a, in a relatively stable relationship must decide who's good for them, and who's bad.
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muse b -
muse a's lover (side) -
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-B A S I C S-
a generally bright, protective, and mother-like girl who has a tendency to constantly speak her mind and swings both ways.
Name
marilyn daniels
Age twenty
Sex
female
Gender
female
Pronouns
she/her/hers/herself
Sexuality
raging bisexual
-A P P E A R A N C E-
marilyn stands at a measly five foot four with a rather curvaceous frame. she is filled out, with a skinny waist, wide hips, a slightly larger chest, and as some might say 'bootilicious'. marilyn walks with a slighter shorter gait, but with confidence - chest forward, shoulders back, and head up, making her appear a bit more cocky than she really is, which in this case, she isn't. marilyn presents herself in a way that demands eyes on her, though she truly doesn't care if you notice her or not. marilyn has a fair skin tone, a bit on the paler side, with warm undertones and freckles that scatter throughout her body, especially on her face.
marilyn's face shape is something of an oval, with a softer, yet still definable, jawline that outlines her face like no other. marilyn has relatively clear skin as she likes to take care of it with high quality products that she knows she can rely on, but of course, she has some natural blemishes that linger on her face. the most obvious thing on her face though, and that takes away from those other blemishes, are her freckles that cross over her narrow, and small nose and across her cheeks, spreading out more as they reach her forehead. marilyn has bright, rounds eyes that are a piercing and striking blue, with thin, yet dark eyelashes that are gently brushed with a light layer of mascara. above her eyes are ofcourse her eyebrows, which are slightly arched and narrowed, and appear to be something of a light brown. she has a small nose, as stated already, that is considered a button nose with a slightly upturned end. below that are her plump, full, rosy lips with heavy upper and lower lip, and are moderate in size. they can be considered to be on the slightly wider scale, though fit perfectly on her face.
marilyn, a natural blonde, has dyed her hair multiple colors in the past. right now, however, she went with pitch black, and was recently dyed so you cannot see the natural color peeking through on her roots. it is medium length, slightly thin, and she likes to keep it down or in a lose braid that she might put it into. if she feels like it, she might put it in a low ponytail or bun, and on special occasions, she will do something more fancy with it, though her hair style expertise stop past a french braid, so it's nothing extraordinary.
Attire
marilyn can be found wearing baggier clothing, surprisingly. although she doesn't mind showing off her body, she's most comfortable in things that are a bit larger than what she really needs. marilyn commonly wears joggers, a bigger shirt, sweatshirt, etc, with converse shoes that have been beat to shit. marilyn, if she's feeling extra confident on that day, will wear things like leggings, skinny jeans, a crop-top, etc. she's pretty open with what she wears, so she'll wear just about everything in every color. as for sleepwear, she likes shortie-shorts and a t-shirt, though if hot enough, she may just sleep in a sports bra if she has one lying around with shorts. on special occassions, she'll wear whatever is required - dress, skirt, etc.
Accessories
marilyn wears plenty of simple rings and necklaces, multiple of each. her left and right hand all have rings on each finger, most being simple silver or gold band rings. she has one snake ring, and one with one with a fake diamond in the middle. as for necklaces, she just wears some silver ones, and one chain-looking one that is bigger than the rest. sometimes she'll wear bracelets, but isn't too fond of them.
-P E R S O N A L I T Y-
marilyn is someone who is bright, welcoming, and kind, offering a mother nature that you probably wouldn't expect from someone like her. she has a comforting way with her actions and words, and prefers to keep most things civil. she tries her best to remain calm in tense and stressful situations to hopefully help with others who struggle with it, but of course, she's human, so sometimes her fear and hurt will show through. marilyn is overall pretty calm though in most situations.
marilyn, although very motherly and kind, can be quite the ass. if you hurt someone close to her that she genuinely and truly cares about, she is not afraid of confrontation. she doesn't like liars and she doesn't like people who manipulate others to get what they want. marilyn will always be on the lookout for harmful people, whether it be physically or emotionally, for herself and her friends and family. it pains her to see someone harmed that she cares about, therefore she protects them like a mother bear would her cub. she speaks her mind, even if it's needed or not.
it takes a lot for marilyn to get pissed, though she can still be provoked and not angry if that makes sense. marilyn is in fact thick-skinned, rarely ever getting in verbal fights, let alone fist fights, and she knows when to walk away. in that sense, she is very mature, though she doesn't enjoy the lose ends that may come out of that. she prefers to stay civil and have a normal discussion, though this will change if she is mad - it will turn into a screaming match and possible tears in the long run.
marilyn has a heart bigger than life - she's selfless, and is always putting herself last. she will help someone out even if she doesn't know them, and will stick up for anyone who is struggling. she's comforting and kind, normally finding a way to help someone out one way or another. however, her goal is to not help everyone. her goal is to at least make someone smile, so she does this with sarcastic remarks and jokes she may think of. though these sarcastic remarks and jokes may be directed towards someone in a derogatory way if she doesn't like you.
speaking of which, when marilyn doesn't like someone, she tries her best to simply avoid them at all costs. she will not beat around the bush around it - she will let you know with stern words that she dislikes you. you have no meaning in her life if she doesn't like you, therefore, why would she bother? however, if someone she likes enjoys the person she dislikes, she's not going to control that person. she believes everyone has their own free will and rights to do as they please within the correct boundaries.
marilyn is a very free soul, so she doesn't like being tied down to someone or something. this doesn't necessarily mean she wouldn't get into a relationship, she just doesn't like feeling trapped. she enjoys travel, meeting new people, discovering new things and places, and experimenting with herself and others. a relationship is slightly difficult for her depending on how the other person is, so she's quite tentative about them. her past, and first relationship was quite toxic as well, so she may be a bit scared to fall in love again and put all her energy into someone who ends up not giving a shit about her.
marilyn is intelligent in and out of school, and has a bright road ahead of her for college and such. she's not necessarily a straight a student, but she keeps her grades up and knows what to study, when to study, and is always the one to double-check answers on homework, tests, quizes, you name it. sometimes she may become a bit preoccupied with things like this, though it won't be much of a problem during the summer. but out of school, she's a quick and witty thinker with a good work ethic.
marilyn is someone who is honest and trustworthy, always willing to lend a helping hand if she enjoys your company. she will always be there to listen to you complain, have deep conversations, normal chit-chat, or whatever it is you want to talk about. if you ask for her advice, she'll tell you what she thinks and won't sugarcoat it. for this, she is blunt, though she thinks it helps with getting a point across without having to sugarcoat and practically lie.
marilyn is a huge flirt with anyone. small looks, gestures, compliments, etc will get you going from her. she's very sneaky like that, and if she truly likes you, you might be taken aback considering she does it with everyone. marilyn does this for the sake of it being funny, and she still has yet to stop. it's more or less free entertainment for her, to be honest, and normally people don't expect it from her right off the bat based on the face she kinda looks like a bitch.
Strengths
honest ;; being honest helps with trust, and being trustworthy helps with friends, yeah? they both go hand-in-hand.
social ;; marilyn knows how to talk to others, and she genuinely likes to. she's the sort of gal to order for everyone at a restaurant because someone chickened out about talking to the waiter. she knows how to approach someone properly with manners, etc.
reliant ;; marilyn is reliant in school, to talk to, as a friend, and as someone who can take on a task and get everything done in a manageable amount of time.
Weaknesses
relationships ;; being in love with someone is harsh for her. not only that, but it scares her. her first relationship, and her only one, was not a good one.
too caring ;; she found out that caring too much can also get her hurt, but here she is with a group of friends that she prioritizes over everything else.
strength ;; considering her size and how small she is, this can be expected, but she's not the strongest out there and normally needs helps moving things, grabbing things from higher places, etc.
Likes
music
video games people
thunderstorms
coffee
tea
vanilla
chocolate
cinnamon
chinese food
company of others
all animals
puzzles
philosophical conversations
Dislikes
manipulators
liars
stress
being with someone she doesn't like
being overworked
feeling trapped physically/emotionally
heights
falling in love
being flirty for no reason though she unironically does it
heavy metal/rock music
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Relationships w/ Others
michael white - boyfriend of two years, second relationship
Crush
michael white
S/O
michael white
Other
n/a
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*Name* Full name: Emery Rain Huckabay Nickname(s): Em *Age* Years old: 21 Date of birth: October 7th, *Gender* Biological sex: Female Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her *Sexuality* Attracted to: Females Relationship status: Single *Appearance* Skin tone: Emery has a very fair porcelain/ivory skin tone. In the direct light it gives of a ghostly, blinding hue. People have to squint or look away from her when she’s in the light. Tiny, light red, freckles dot her skin everywhere. The small marks give her the appearance of some color in her skin. Her skin is the type that absolutely cannot tan, it just burns. Bad. The summer months are the worst and she avoids the sun like a vampire. Not even spf 5000 can save her from the deadly uv rays. Her sensitive skin also bruises like a peach. New, unexplained, bruises appear out of no where all the time, especially on her legs. Emery doesn’t even give them a second thought any more they’re so constant. Hair color & style: “Fire” The word that comes to the minds of those who see her. Thick, natural, warm, red-gold hair, falls in loose curls down to her waist. Emery’s hair has lots of volume and bounce to it. When she was a child she wouldn’t even take a brush to it, making it a ratty tangled nest. It took years for her to figure out a good routine to tame her hair. One that includes lots of conditioner. She will normally wear her hair down, as trying to put it up is a chore in itself and her hair-ties never last. She can’t braid her own hair either. Once in a blue moon, if she is extremely bored and has absolutely nothing else to do, she will straighten her hair just so she can see how much longer it gets. Face & Features: Slightly upturned eyes sit evenly spaced upon her diamond shaped face. Her eye color is considered hazel. The outer part of her eyes are honeyed brown in color, while jade rings encircle her black pupils. If one where to get extremely close, they could see the grey flecks that are scattered within her eyes. Long, light colored, lashes frame her eyes. To make it seem like she even has eyelashes, Emery will usually wear black mascara and sometimes eyeliner. Curved, dark red brows add a soft look to her angular face. She has a smaller slightly upturned nose with a long bridge and rosey pink, heart shaped lips, complete her look. Height & Build: Standing at a height of 5’7” Emery has a lean rectangular body. She doesn’t have a much curve appeal and is rather flat all around. She has a bit of defined muscle in her arms and legs, but that can only be seen if she were to flex. Over all she doesn’t appear to be very strong. Other (scars, tattoos, etc,): Emery has a beautiful black and white tattoo on the upper side of her right thigh. The tattoo depicts the sun and moon. The crescent moon is made up of the side of the sun, their eyes closed, lips barely brushing. Emery also has a small nose piercing on the left side, it holds just a small diamond stud. *Personality* Emery is surprisingly smart, when it comes to numbers, other things like love and smart decision making, not so much. As a teenager Emery though she knew what love was, and how to love another, but that experience came from others who didn’t know either, which resulted in many toxic relationships. No one told her it was wrong, that this wasn’t how you were supposed to love. Only after it was over did she finally learn the truth. In more ways than one. Outwardly Emery gives off the vibe of a confident person who has their life together, with a great job and lots of friends. But thats not true. Emery lives a solitary life. Those she once considered “friends” cut her off long ago, and the thought of making new ones, just to have them leave again wasn’t something she wanted to go through again. She can go weeks at a time without talking to someone. There’s no one in her life who would care enough to reach out, and so she doesn’t either. For a long time after highschool Emery was an angry person who hated the world and everyone in it. She would lash out, and create problems from nothing. She lived pay check to paycheck, barely getting by, living in a small, dingey, overpriced apartment. When one day, it was like a switch flipped inside her. She didn’t want to live like this, or feel like this any longer. She spent the next two years trying to better her life and learned lots about herself in the process. Emery is now confident in herself. She learned how to become a leader who can take charge, and have faith in her decisions. She learn a lot about life, and how to appreciate it. She will continue to learn and grow, until finally she becomes a person she’s happy with. Likes: Marilyn, long hot baths, the ocean, green houses, photography, the city lights at night. Dislikes: Studying, wet socks, airplanes, being ignored, criticism, loud people, hospitals. Fears: Being controlled, never again. Hobbies: Playing guitar, mixology (cocktails), magic tricks (sleight of hand) *Pets* Murphy Aka - “Wrinkles” “Old man” “Bubba” “Squish” etc. Male - Chinese Shar-Pei *Other* Oatmeal raisin cookies are her weakness. |
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⧪ Emery ⧪ They say when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. All the good, the bad, your whole life is suddenly condensed down to just a few seconds. But what happens when you watch someone else die? What will you see then? 7am city traffic was a nightmare. Every. Single. Day. Even when you only have to walk four blocks to get to work. Car horns blared and red tail lights flashed one after another like falling dominos. Stop and go, stop and go. There’s only so much some one can take before anger begins to set in. Now multiply that by thousands of people all probably in a rush to get somewhere, and you get a recipe for disaster. White cloudy steam flitted up into the air before dispersing into nothing, from the small opening of the coffee cup lid. Black coffee with four spoonfuls of sugar, stong yet sweet at the same time, thats how Emery always drank her coffee. The thought of pouring milk or cream into the dark liquid sat wrong with her. Why would you make it weaker when the point of coffee was to be stong, to wake you up? If it was a taste problem then why not just add some sweetener. Sugar, honey, chocolate, all great substitutes. But no amount of coffee or sugar could wake the sleepy beast. Every morning Emery woke like a bear from hibernation. Hungry, and still tired no matter how long she slept. Not to mention irritable. The morning sun, or lack there of, people with too much energy or not enough, other irritable people. They all get on her nerves. Taking a sip of the sugary drink, heat spread across her tongue. Instantly she spat out the liquid onto the sidewalk, and her eyes began to water. Those waiting around her for the crossing sign to turn green gave her a disgusted look. She paid them no mind. How could she when it felt like her tongue was going to melt like icecream on hot asphalt. In a sad attempt to try and cool off her tongue Emery stuck it out and proceeded to fan it with her hand. Now even coffee had betrayed her. With a scornful look she threw the traitorous liquid into a nearby trashcan. Feeling some sense of consolation when the cup basically exploded and the scalding drink spattered inside the surrounding black bag. Gently Emery touched the top of her tongue with her finger, wincing at the sensation. “Goddammit,” She murmured. Glaning slightly above, the glowing man who told those to stop and go, still flashed red. In tight lines cars sped through the four way intersection while the cars directly in front of her were at a stand still. Unintentionally Emery’s foot tapped against the ground in annoyance. First she nearly slept through her alarm, and woke up to find her phone wasn’t charging all night like she thought it was, an now her coffee tried to kill her. Today was going to be a great day. Switching to green the traffic light began to let those in front of her began to drive. Paying no attention to the cars that began to drive. Her mind didn’t even begin to comprehend what had just happened until it was too late. At that moment, Emery’s world swayed. |
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"Don't you walk away from me!" Michael exclaimed from behind, and with that exact moment, Marilyn had turned around. She glared at him, her eyes burning a hole into his soul. How could he pull this at this time in the morning? Marilyn never understood, to be fair.
"I don't feel like arguing, Mike. Just give me some space, please," she informed him, her eyes wandering for a moment. She didn't wait for a reply, but instead would pick up her jacket and walk out of the apartment door.
Marilyn huffed to herself after she shut the door behind her. She was waiting for the moment that Michael would open the door and yell after her, but he didn't, to Marilyn's surprise. She scoffed in relief, deciding to make her way to the parking garage.
Marilyn made her way to her car after crossing the busy streets of the city. There was always abrupt rush hours, all randomized on different days. How could the world function like this? Marilyn preferred her smaller towns or cities, but hey, this was a decent change, especially after high school.
Marilyn drove towards her favorite cafe, which was roughly four blocks from where she lived. She parked on the side of the street, getting out of her car after turning it off and went inside.
"Morning Marilyn!" A young and bright voice exclaimed. It was Marie, a woman a bit younger than Marilyn who knew Marilyn's regular.
"Just the regular?" She asked, in which Marilyn nodded as she smiled. She seated herself at one of the stools along the counter.
Her normal order was a singular buttermilk pancake, with butter and syrup, a side of bacon, and a warm cup of straight black coffee. She believed nothing could get better than this, or worse for that fact, considering her situation.
Mike and only gotten mad at her because she was 'out too late' last night. She was only out till two at night, which is nothing compared to how late Mike is normally out on the daily. He was normally lurking around in a few bars with his buddies, and there were plenty of nights where he came home around five in the fucking morning. Pathetic, Marilyn thought, though as the time passed, Marilyn was pulled away from her thoughts before Marie delivered her morning meal.
"There you are," she smiled. "If you need anything else, you just let me know," Marie said as she went on to taking orders from others in the small building.
Marilyn nodded before eating, and then feeling her phone buzz in her pocket. She hummed softly, seeing the Caller ID as 'Mikey <3'. Marilyn declined the call before putting it back into her pocket. He was probably worried sick, but she decided it was time for him to get a taste of his own medicine.
After finishing her meal, she thanked Marie and paid, and would depart from the store around seven. The traffic had gotten worse. How was it this bad this early in the morning? Marilyn sighed softly before getting back into her car, and she pulled up to the light. It sat red for quite some time before becoming green, just like clockwork.
Marilyn turned up the radio station, listening to some of the news. Just as she had started to drive across the street, a heavy feeling washed over her. She looked to her left, a fast car coming straight at her.
Her entire life had flashed before her eyes, and she felt her head spin as the car was flipped onto it's side. Marilyn's gaze had suddenly turned black, but from what she could hear, she could hear the sounds of people rushing towards her.
"Call 911!"
"Somebody get help!"
"Did anyone get the plates of the other driver?"
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