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Plot: Imagine after breaking up with your crazy toxic ex, you two run into each other--but now that ex has a new boo thang. But wait, their new boo's are more into each other than the ex's, what. the. fuck. Follow along between me and Roaw. The ex's are NPC. |
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Kobeni Hersey Benni'o ◊↔◊
Goes By: Kobby
Age: 23 years old
Gender: Man
Sexuality: People may question him, assume, or even spread rumors. But he is the only one who should know what he likes.
Appearance: This is the face of our beloved Kobeni, a true man among boys. He stands tall among others, despite his bulky frame. There's something incomprehensible about him, perhaps it's his awkward walking as though someone took his kneecaps, or perhaps it's simply a feeling of indifference. But nonetheless, people tend to treat him like family, while making up bigger stories about him. Scars reached from just under the right eye, running towards his upper lip, and ending on his right cheek leaving a painful burden of concealed skills. Kobeni doesn't value his good looks like everyone else, he doesn't trust them to get him anywhere. He doesn't look at himself as such a beauty or someone who could get a simple kiss just by asking. So compliments on his looks go unnoticed. Notice how strange his face seems when he tries to smile. A glint of confusion. Kobeni doesn't smile. He's one of many who has lost that ability over time, and over the course of his life; he finally understands that happiness comes at a price. A price his face paid for. One thing about Kobeni is that he is always seen wearing a black Turtleneck and olive windcheater. While also wearing ripped jeans; could usually be found going barefoot to places. What an animal. His fit is never casual. Even in the heat of battle. On normal days he's wearing a simple shirt and left it unbuttoned at the top for a more casual look. On top of the shirt he's wearing a cultivated vest with 5 buttons, it has a fairly deep v-line, which causes the vest to line up perfectly with the jacket's v-line when it's buttoned up. The jacket was clearly made for him, it's a perfect fit. It's a solid color without a pattern that radiates finesse. The 5 buttons of his single-breasted jacket are all buttoned up with the exception of one, it gives the suit a bit of both world, casual and stylish. The jacket is longer at the back, it has no vent, there are two pockets on one side and one pocket on the other and there's a breast pocket that contains a stylish pocket square. 
Credits belong to me, Kobby.
Personality:
Kobeni is strange. Quiet yet deadly > Mature > Slightly clueless > His trust is to be earned, not given > A bastard sometimes > Not so crazy for love > Feminine looks > Easily misgendered as a bulky woman with a tempter > Hateful toward anyone against the Royals > Changing > Mothers death changed him for the worst > Assumes everyone hates him or has a distasteful thought about him > Child-like mind when it comes to " crushes " > Sweet > Kind > Fleeting hope No one truly knows Kobeni, for the longest--everyone just addressed him as the Demon Lord, yet proving he's reliable and determined came in the long run. When names are needed, don't expect Kobeni to care. You could call him the bastard's sperm and still, he'll come swinging his sword for you. Of course, he's also inspirational, tolerant, and idealistic, but far less vigorously and often mixed with being a thug as well. His dependability though is what he's often respected for; a well-known respected person who lacks the knowledge for this. Nobody's perfect of course and Kobeni knows this, he might be an unstoppable force with a hunger for his enemy's blood...well that's the issue. The taste and touch of his enemies' blood drive him insane--he'll rather bathe in their blood than take an actual bath. In his own saying " It's much better than making out with a servant in the garden". His laborious character and solipsistic essence do cause plenty of disagreement on often personal levels. There's plenty to say about Kobeni, just don't let him hear the rumors. The reality of it is that he's vindictive and complicated, such as his hunger for a lot of things. That's without even mentioning he's also haunting, furious, and antagonistic, but at the very least they're countered somewhat by being humorous as well. Yet the chance to show it never comes to light. Any healthy affinity is made exceedingly problematic because of this and his apathetic personality. As sad as it is though, he's genuine and disciplined even if in small doses. He wouldn't dare speak out of line, the fear of his father's hand haunts him to this day. Relationship Status: He's dating someone ex ;] and struggling. He's a copy and pasta, sorry |
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~Ivan Slater~
~Nickname(s)~
Ive, Van, Ivy
~Age~
22 y/o
~Gender~
Male
~Sexuality~
Bisexual
~Appearance~
(Credits to @Nase_Nikyuu on Picrew)
Standing at 5’10 with porcelain skin and a lanky looking body, Ivan doesn't look like much for the world. He appears skinnier and frailer than what he really is, actually having quite a lot of muscle and strength to him.
The man has a diamond shaped face with a defined jawline and a straight, ever so slightly upturned nose. Ivan’s lips are rather average and they hide a pearly white smile. His canines are a bit more pointed than what is seen as normal, giving his smile a bit more of an unique look. He has slightly upturned eyes with a light hazel green color, accompanied by dark brown eyebrows who are rather average in size and thickness and a tiny bit arched towards the ends. As for hair, Ivan has wavy pure white locks in a messy cut, that rests just at his nape.
Running through the man's left eyebrow and making a slit in it is an old scar. Besides that he doesn't have many notable scars but he does frequently injure himself while doing stupid and reckless stuff and it's not uncommon for him to wear a bandage or band aid to cover up a wound or two. Apart from that he has a beauty mark near the corner of his left eye.
When it comes to body modifications he doesn't have anything major, just a small silver ring in his right ear and on the inside of his right forearm he has a tattoo of various flowers in black and white covering it.
Ivan’s never been picky when it comes to clothes, most commonly he's seen wearing some worn-out jeans with a t-shirt and a flannel. He does also have an old oversized leather jacket which he wears very rarely, however if he were to ever lose it, he would go crazy.
~Personality~
Ivan’s a kind and social guy. He loves talking to others and he's usually able to see the best in everyone and every situation. The man always tries to stay positive and keep the mood up.
If there is one thing that's extremely important to the man, it's loyalty. If you're his friend then he will be a 100% loyal to you and he expects the same back. He stays loyal to you as long as he gets loyalty back. Screw him over once and betray that trust and loyalty then don't ever expect that he’ll let you get close to him again.
There are few who are as helpful and caring as Ivan, he would never hesitate for a second to help a person in need and he cares for everyone around him, even if they may have wronged him in the past it doesn't matter when it comes to someone needing help. He cares too much for others sometimes.
Just because he's nice and helpful does not mean he’ll allow anyone to push him around, Ivan has always spoken his mind and will always stand up for himself but never in such a manner that he would intentionally hurt someone else. He would never say something hurtful to another no matter how rude they are to him.
As for anger, Ivan sure isn't one to anger quickly. He keeps a leveled-head in most situations where others would blow up. He doesn't see why there should be a need to get riled up for the smallest of things and often just tries to find the bright side to everything. When he can't do that he either finds a compromise or shrugs it off. Basically, it’s extremely hard to get him angry.
~Likes~
Plants
Dogs
Drawing
Motorcycles
Climbing
~Dislikes~
Coffee
Being alone
Settling down in one place
Water
Silence
~Strengths~
Mechanic ~ Ivan’s great with pretty much anything that has a motor and he can get creative when it comes to repairing things. He loves to be working with motors and fixing up bikes and cars.
Climbing ~ Being very agile and having a strong grip makes one good for climbing, pair that with little to no fear of heights and you have Ivan. He’ll climb just about anything, either out of necessity or just for fun. Mostly for fun. Overall he is a very athletic guy but he just really likes climbing most.
Green thumb ~ Despite the man’s unorganized nature and inability to remains focused on just one thing, plants still seem to thrive in his presence, he can forget about it for weeks and then after watering it just once, it seems to come back to life almost instantly.
~Weaknesses~
Swimming ~ Ivan never learnt to swim due to having such a strong fear of water from a young age, he’ll do anything but swim.
Reckless ~ As long as something doesn't involve a body of water then Ivan is up for just about anything which means he often does stupid things, resulting in him injuring himself or getting in trouble a lot.
Unorganized ~ He is everywhere and nowhere. Ivan is the most unorganized person you’ll find, he can turn a neat and tidy space into absolute chaos in a matter of minutes. He can put something down and the next second when you ask him for it, he won't know where he put it. It's not out of laziness though, but he always has a million projects going on and cleaning can wait.
~Other~
Darling boy has a playlist: Ivan |
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“Ivan come on now, hurry up will you?” A tall man spoke, his voice a low grumble, barely audible over the sound of people chatting and laughing with each other while exploring the store's selection.
Ivan, a young man who was currently preoccupied with looking at some plants in a store in the newly opened mall, sighed quietly before turning to look at the dark haired man who had just spoken to him, “I just can't decide which one would look the best,” he answered as he cracked a smile.
“How about neither? The whole damn apartment is filled with those damn flowers already,” the man stated, “Like where would you even fit one?”
Ivan continued smiling softly at the man, his boyfriend, “There's always space for more of them but since I can't decide now anyway, let's go, then I can think about it without you getting bored to death,” he said with a soft chuckle as he grabbed the other man’s hand. He had noticed the growing annoyance in the man's voice and at this point he knew him more than well enough to know that it was better to just defuse the situation before it turned into an argument, he had no energy for one, plus, they were out around people and arguing never led anywhere anyway.
“Oh, Jace? I heard the café here is really good, you wanna check it out?” Ivan asked hopefully as he looked up at the dark haired man walking next to him.
This earned an eye roll from the other man and another grumble, “You don't think it's time to cut back on the sweets a bit?”
Biting the inside of his cheek, Ivan took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore the remark from the other man. Jace had been in such a bad mood all week and he had really hoped that going to the new mall might bring his mood back up and bring back that nice and caring guy he’d fallen for but so far he had had no luck. That man was honestly like a child sometimes, but he did love him so how could he get mad at him? He knew Jace was having a hard time at work currently, he couldn't blame him for being stressed.
“Alright, what do you want to do then?” Ivan asked as he looked up at him with a smile, giving his hand a light squeeze.
“Whatever, let's go check out that café, I could use some coffee right about now anyway,” he muttered as Ivan’s face brightened up further and they turned their steps towards their new destination.
Once the couple had arrived at the café they took a while to look at the menu while chatting with each other. When they finally settled on what they wanted they ordered and then decided on taking a seat by a table near one of the large windows where you had a perfect view of the other people who were wandering around the mall.
As they waited for their order they took to people watching, playful judging of strangers and building up stories about some of them as they laughed, Jace’s mood seeming to slowly lift, the man finally seeming to relax a bit, much to Ivan’s delight. |
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After last night's fight. Kobeni felt weightless and empty. More emptier than before. Recalling Tycan words, Kobeni stared at the sleeping man beside him. He recalled being called a little bitch, a selfish prick who has too many mental issues, and the fact Tycan told him to pick an issue and go with that; made Kobeni slowly open his eyes and blinked directly at him. He could easily strangle this annoying little fuck. But instead, he sat up and smiled upon Tycan waking up also," Morning Tycan.", Kobeni muttered lifting a hand to pat the smaller man's head and offering a smile. Maybe today he wouldn't start his bullshit. Tycan gazed at Kobeni before looking away," Kobby, I said some things last night...and I..," Kobeni gave him a quick kiss and laughed," You came home drunk, I don't blame you for anything. It was my fault for accusing you...of well...you know." Kobeni removed himself from the bed and walked to the dresser, grabbing his boxers and slipping them on. " I should have never told you to fuck off, I said a lot didn't I huh?", Tycan blinked. Kobeni froze. He narrowed his eyes to the man who told him that his father did nothing wrong, that his father Vohkinne was just a stressed working man. He watched as the man who said his mother was some whiney bitch who didn't deserve to be loved--loved!! By someone who never gave a fuck about the family, just the name it carried. Kobeni's bright blue eyes glared at the man who said that he should stop being such a crybaby and get over what happened. Kobeni always blamed himself for their deaths, he caused it. Yet felt nothing. Sure his mother wasn't supposed to die like that, but she was in the way right? He had to do what needed to be done. " Kobeni! You're doing it again!". Hearing Tycan call his name, Kobeni flinched back into reality," What did I do?", He asked. Walking to the front of the bed, where Tycan pouted," You were glaring at me! You think what I said last night was true right? I was drunk, drunk people say a lot of shit," Kobeni stared at him longing. Before resetting his face and smiled. " Let's forget about last night huh, let's forget about the hickie you came in with, Let also forget you weren't wearing any underwear also--probably still at someone's crib where you started from before coming over. Let's fucking forget about the whole thing Tycan." If only he said that, if only he voiced his concerns and anger. Kobeni shook his head and went to freshen up," Hey Kobeni we should go to this new cafe that's near the mall, I heard it's good." " Whatever you say " " Excuse me," Tycan got up and walked to the bathroom door where Kobeni stood clothless. " I said that's a great idea," He stared away when Tycan eyes lowered," Alright...mhm...want to shower together?", Tycan said biting his lip. Kobeni offered a wary smile," Sure...", -------- After they both freshened up, in more ways then one, Kobeni drove them near the mall and parked. Watching Tycan a man with such a feminine appearance, Kobeni almost feels bad for wanting to hurt him in so many ways. He watched the femboy pounce around like a child, rolling his head around and stretching, Kobeni turned off the car and got out; walking toward Tycan who giggled," Kobby! Kobby! Buy me some crop tops, please!", Having the slim curvy body, Tycan enjoyed showing off more skin then he should--Kobeni never really questioned why, maybe an ex made him feel like he should. Shrugging that off, he nodded," I'll buy you a matching skirt also. Maybe we could find a suit for me also, I need more anyways," He spoke softly, watching how Tycan ignored him and walked inside the mall and into the sections where they sold nonbinary clothes. Great. Kobeni followed as always. Why did he put up with his bullshit? Kobeni could easily do better, but he didn't want better he wanted Tycan, his flaws are always showing and sure he belittles Kobeni and expects him to run his pockets every time they got out, Kobeni was going broke with this man. But he enjoyed gifting even if he didn't get anything back. " Hey Tycan maybe we could go to the gaming section, I want minecraft--", Kobeni lifted his confused gaze and saw Tycan flirting with another nonbinary character. Standing there as he watched Tycan give them their number, he approached quickly," Tycan...what are you doing?", He asked once close enough. Tycan smiled," Aren't they cute? ", No. Kobeni glared at the other and frowned," No, they aren't. Come on we're leaving," He grabbed Tycan's forearm and dragged him out," Kobby? Stop!", Finally being able to snatch himself away from Kobeni's grasp, Tycan scoffed," What the hell is wrong with you!!", " Oh wow! So when you decide flirting with someone else is good and peachy, but when I react it's a problem!", Kobeni snapped. " Where do you come off speaking to me like that, just because you're used to being yelled at and whatever else issues you have doesn't mean shit Kobby," Tycan glared at him and walked away," I'm going to the cafe," " Like hell you are! So you would fuck around with more people, I don't even know how it's possible for you even to have time for the bullshit you stay pulling!", Kobeni fussed walking after him. " Oh so now I'm some dusty street walker? I just go ahead and start plucking helpless men off the street! Wow so mature Kobeni," Tycan rolled his eyes. " Are you fucking with me right now! Tycan you literally...Tycan listen to me! Fuck!", Kobeni stopped following him and cursed. How dare Kobeni counted backward from 100 and calm down before following after him once again. Once they reached the cafe, they walked in," Buy me coffee, and maybe I'll come back home with you," Tycan words stabbed, and as Kobeni gave a defeating sigh, he nodded," Alright." |
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As peace seemed to return between the two males, Jace forgetting about the stress caused by his workplace and Ivan simply relaxing because Jace was, their conversation continued as they sat by their table, people watching and enjoying each other's company, just as Ivan wished they always could.
The dark-haired man leaned back in his chair and took a sip of his coffee, watching his boyfriend before speaking, “So you have any plans for tomorrow? I was thinking maybe we could go out for dinner? Been a while since we had a proper date night.”
Ivan’s face shined up at this, a soft blush painting his cheeks at the unexpected suggestion, lately it had been rare for Jace to put in any effort into them doing anything together, well… Unless it was in the bedroom.
“I’d love that,” the slightly younger man answered happily, “I was gonna go to the garage for a bit tomorrow, still need to figure out what's wrong with the Caballero… But I won't be there long! I'll be home in time,” he then continued.
As soon as he said that, he realized his mistake when he saw the frown on Jace’s face. “Is it not enough that you work there every damn day? I put in so much effort to make this relationship work and you can't even stay away from your work for a single weekend? Are you even really going to the garage or are you going somewhere else huh?”
“Jace…” Ivan sighed softly, “It's not just work to me and you know that, it's my hobby also. Whatever you're insinuating, I can assure you I would never do that, you could even come with me but I know you don't want to which is why I didn't ask,” the young man defended, keeping a calm tone as to not rile Jace up further and let the argument escalate.
“You don't want me to come, that's why you didn't ask, just be honest Ivan. So tell me, which one of your coworkers is it that bends you over when you're working late or weekends?! Tell me! What do they have that I apparently don't?” Jace questioned while glaring at Ivan who currently wished nothing but to sink through the floor of the café as people started casting glances at the pair.
“Jace I promise you, there is no one else. I'll just stay home this weekend alright? Does that sound good?” He asked, looking up at the other man insecurely.
“Doesn't matter now does it? You’ll just hook up with them another day, won't you?” He continued, seeming totally convinced that his partner was now cheating.
“Jace, babe… I would never, please believe me, come on…” the white-haired man pleaded as he leaned forward and put his hand on the table for the other to grab. “I love you, I could never do that, please believe me.”
The other man scoffed, glancing at his partner's hand briefly before choosing to ignore the man's gesture, “You make it hard to believe such shit when all your free time is spent away from me you know, but sure, I believe you, it's not really like anyone else would spare your more than a glance, that ugly scar on your face and constantly banged up with how fucking clumsy you are,” he stated, letting out a small chuckle at his own comment as Ivan simply leaned back in his chair and grabbed his cup of tea, taking a sip while turning his gaze away and remaining silent.
It had been going so well and then it all had come crashing down in an instant just because Ivan had been stupid enough to mention wanting to go and work on his bike. It wasn't like this was their first time having this fight so he should have known to not bring it up when Jace was for once making an effort and suggesting that they should do something together. It was just so tiring.
Ivan glanced down at the cup of tea. It was all just so tiring. He loved Jace, he really did, the man could be the absolutely nicest and sweetest but lately it was becoming rarer and rarer while their fights became more and more.
A sudden whistle from Jace snapped Ivan out of his thoughts and he looked up at the man who had his focus elsewhere.
“Hey, Tycan! Been a while since I last saw you,” the dark-haired man spoke as he got up out of his seat to walk over and say hello to whoever he was talking to, a big smile on his face.
Ivan froze at the name, he definitely recognized it, he just couldn't figure out from where, until Jace reached the other.
It clicked instantly when Ivan’s gaze landed on the man that his boyfriend was now greeting, Tycan was Jace’s ex…
A pit grew in the young man’s stomach, they looked so different from himself, much smaller and prettier than what he was. It was no wonder Jace was always making comments about his looks if that was what he was being compared to.
He couldn't quite hear the conversation between the two but all of a sudden, Jace was motioning towards their table, seemingly inviting the man to sit down with them.
Shit, shit, shit.
Now he definitely wanted to just sink through the floor and disappear. It was bad enough seeing what he was being compared to, he didn't need to talk to them also, but it wasn't like he could just leave. |
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Not my best response. As Kobeni bought Tycan some coffee, he stared at the more petite-shaped man, wondering if he knew how upset he'd made Kobeni--or if he even cared. Opening his mouth to speak, Kobeni reached over and tilted Tycan's head away from his coffee, staring into his eyes," I'm sorry for shouting at you, I guess having such a pretty boyfriend makes me fear you'll run off with someone who deserves you," Every word ached, every toxic word that fell from his lips made Kobeni want to stab himself. But upon seeing Tycan blush and smile, something in Kobeni actually meant every word: crazy. Upon hearing a whistle, their romantic moment faded ever so quickly as Tycan turned around to find his ex in front of him; he froze for a moment. Kobeni noticed he was shaking, so as a good boyfriend he stood behind Tycan and glared at the other," J...--Jace..my be-...I mean..my ex," Narrowing his eyes, Kobeni raised a brow, as the name Jace ranged through his head. " Your ex? "He questioned, pulling Tycan over to have a little talk," We don't have to stay; we can leave if you're uncomfortable," He offered. But Tycan eyes were stuck on Jace, noticing the small detail; Kobeni sighed," Why do I even try," He muttered. Tycan blinked his eyes and stared at Kobeni," He's the one I mentioned, how do I look..is my figure alright? My hair? I look a mess don't I...shit shit..I need a moment to gather myself," As Tycan rambled on, Kobeni turned back toward Jace, noticing another man; he eyed him for a second before offering a smile--something about him felt welcoming. Tycan fixed himself and moved to be in front of Jace, looking away with a flushed expression," Jace, you look the same...been too long I suppose.," He chortled nervously. |
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“And you look… Different,” Jace said with a slight grin on his face. “But yeah, it's been too long, why don't you and your,” he paused for a second, the dark haired man taking a second to look the man accompanying Tycan up and down, “friend, come sit down with us, catch up you know?” He said with a smile and motioned towards the table where Ivan was sitting.
Without waiting for an answer, Jace turned around and motioned for them to follow as he walked back over to the table taking the seat next to Ivan this time and waiting for the other two to join them.
Ivan looked at the two strangers with caution, noticing the smile that one was offering and returning it briefly with one of his own before his eyes flickered to Jace who put an arm around his shoulders and squeezed gently.
“This is Ivan, my boyfriend,” Jace introduced the young man, smiling lovingly as he looked at him, “Doesn't have as pretty of a face as some others I know,” he paused briefly, his eyes moving to look at his ex before returning to Ivan, “but he sure makes up for that in other ways, don't you babe?” The man continued as he put a finger underneath Ivan’s chin and made him look at him.
Forcing a chuckle, Ivan moved away from his boyfriend’s touch as politely as he could, still feeling tense from their small fight earlier, and the fact that Jace’s ex was here now certainly didn't help. Involuntarily, Ivan moved one hand up, tracing the scar running through his eyebrow. Jace knew exactly what to say to make him feel insecure.
“Hi, nice to meet you,” he mumbled, his hazel eyes dropping to look at the tea that now only filled about half of his cup. Why had Jace invited them over? Was it to push him down even more after their fight? He wouldn't put it past him, when Jace got in that mood, it didn’t matter how many times Ivan would apologize because it would never be enough until Jace himself decided that it was.
The white-haired man felt his boyfriend pull him closer and he soon felt the other man’s breath on his ear as the sound of his voice came out in a low whisper, “Cheer up will you? You’re making me look bad.” Jace finished his sentence by kissing the side of Ivan’s head before turning to the other two with a smile.
“So Ty, tell me, what's new with you, how's everything going in life?” Jace asked, one arm still wrapped around Ivan who now had a smile forcefully plastered across his face while leaning against the taller man next to him.
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