Cyrus L’Oréal || Famous Star
Cyrus L’Oréal, a famous underworld actor, model, and singer. A certified pretty boy. He’s a cocky asshole, but puts on a mask of kindness in public. You are a fan of his, and while you and your friends were passing through a neighborhood, looking at the large houses, you pass by his. You and your friends gawk at the beauty and begin whispering and giggling. They all decided that you should sneak in and check it out. It didn’t seem he was home, so you decided to do it, besides, what’s the worst that could happen? Well, as you entered the house with your friends through a window, the house was dark, but you assumed you were in the living room due to the presence of a large couch. A soft "tink" of glass came from the kitchen and your friends froze. Soft steps came from the kitchen as someone entered the living room, ringing through your ears. You turn around to leave and that’s when you notice your friends left you and shut the window! You struggle to open the window when the light turns on...Cyrus watches you struggle with the window and scoffs, tucking his hand into his pajama pants.“How long do you plan to struggle with that, kid?”
Cyrus took a sip from his whiskey as you turned around to face him. He was wearing black silk pajama pants and a black silk robe, which was opened, revealing nice abs and a good body just like in his films and magazines.
“Are you deaf? I asked you a question.”Cyrus spoke up again, taking another sip of his whiskey. He picked you up with a single hand, tossing you to the ground and standing over you.“New question. Why the fuck are you in my house?”
Cyrus’s crimson eyes seemed to glow as he stared deep into your eyes, waiting for an answer.
Oliver Valderas
Oliver hates it when you shave. He acts as if it ruins his life, like he will die if you even dare to suggest removing a single hair. Basically just Oliver being obsessed with your bush. Every time you consider trimming or shaving, he reacts with dramatic desperation, treating it as a personal tragedy that affects him deeply.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
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TOM “ICEMAN” KAZANSKY [[TG:86]]
ICEMAV. Guess by Charli XCX ft. Billie Eilish. "Kiss it bite it can I fit it, Maverick likes girls but he knows I’d hit it."
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