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██▒   GENERAL

FULL NAME:  layne neills ALIAS(ES):  none GENDER:  trans-male AGE:  32 DATE OF BIRTH:  june 18 OCCUPATION:  ufc fighter

██▒   APPEARANCE

EYE COLOR:  blue HAIR COLOR:  auburn/red brown HEIGHT:   5′7″ SCARS:  minor scars along his left wrist up near the elbow from removal of skin and tissue for phalloplasty, top surgery scars, multiple scars from fights BURNS:  none OVERWEIGHT:  for his weight class, just a bit (but cut day gets rid of that) otherwise no UNDERWEIGHT:  no

██▒   FAVORITE

COLOUR:   soft reds or blues HAIR COLOUR:   no preference. EYE COLOUR:  no preference. SONG: all together now by the beatles, killing in the name by rage against the machine, paradise by the dashboard life by meatloaf, bad habit by the kooks MOVIE:  grave encounters, the shining TV SHOW:  sons of anarchy, it’s always sunny in philadelphia FOOD:  waffles, eggs and hashbrowns, honestly just breakfast foods DRINK:  water, green juice BOOK:  in the dark of the night by john saul PASSED UNIVERSITY:  graduated with a bachelor’s in art history HAD SEX:  yes HAD SEX IN PUBLIC:  yes GOTTEN PREGNANT:  no KISSED A BOY:  yes KISSED A GIRL:  no GOTTEN TATTOOS:  absolutely GOTTEN PIERCINGS:  no HAD A BROKEN HEART:  yes BEEN IN LOVE:  yes STAYED UP FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS:   yes

██▒   ARE THEY

A VIRGIN:  no A KISSER:  yes SCARED EASILY:  nope JEALOUS EASILY:  it’s not easy for him to get jealous TRUSTWORTHY:  yes DOMINANT:  more often SUBMISSIVE: depends IN LOVE:  verse/thread dependent SINGLE:  mainly unless specified otherwise

██▒   RANDOM QUESTIONS

HAVE THEY HARMED THEMSELVES:  yes THOUGHT OF SUICIDE / ATTEMPTED SUICIDE:  no WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE:  yes, verse dependent that he has DROVE A CAR:  yes HAVE/HAD A JOB:  he’s a fighter

██▒   FAMILY

SIBLINGS:  none PARENTS:  bennett neills (adopted father, deceased) CHILDREN:  none PETS: salem, a black cat

He didn’t say a word, just tightened the line around his leg. The man’s asking for every two bit criminal in Gotham to hand him his ass. He didn’t understand the death wish every wannabe hero and vigilante had when they came to Gotham. The city demanded nothing but perfection from her protectors (Batman included), so he grabs a hold of him and finally steps from the shadows. “Not a what, a who.” He draws closer, his looming presence bearing down on him.

 “Explain. Now.” He demanded, his voice like a gravel cutting through the night. He wanted to know why he thought running around these rooftops was a good idea, and flaunting his abilities everywhere. He might as well send a list to every bad guy in this city, so they know what to expect. No human can launch themselves that far. Not without some help, and you can be sure he’s been watching him for awhile before he decided to reveal himself. 

“What are you doing in my city.” 

Only now did he realize the naivety he had by thinking he could come to Gotham and do what he was doing without drawing attention.    The cops didn’t seem to completely do their jobs in the city so he didn’t worry about them.    But what about criminals??    He couldn’t really sneak up on them if he was being so careless.    A blatant reason for him not to be a hero or even a vigilante.    Then again,  he was out there for purely selfish reasons anyway.    It wasn’t like he could go roof hopping on the buildings where he lived.    They were too high up and the cops actually worked.

The fact that he caught the attention of the Batman instead of a criminal meant that his situation was about to get worse than he could imagine.    Tugging his leg and only feeling the line tighten,  he grumbled to himself and looked to the Bat as he got even closer.    Now he was going to have to explain himself and get chewed out by him for being as reckless as he was.    It wasn’t like he was hurting anyone that didn’t deserve it.

 david’s  not  someone  who  really  prides  himself  on  physical  strength  .  physical’s  gotta  do  the  heavy-lifting  ,  and  why  would  he  focus  on  heavy-lifting  when  there  were  other  things  to  lift  ?  (  a  head’s  only  got  so  much  time  to  process  what  it’s  gotta  move  //  and  a  kid’s  gotta  move  mountains  before  he  can  even  think  about  breaking  the  world  !  )  that’s  not  the  case  ,  but  he’s  also  not  one  to  not  start  worrying  once  he  sees  the  chance  of  danger  for  anyone  else  .  but  this  guy                    it’s  obvious  once  he’s  back  down  on  the  ground  that  he  can  handle  himself  .  he’s  a  lot  steadier  than  david  …  uh  ,  expected  .                      ❝  oh  .  ❞                      his  gaze  flickers  up  to  the  ropes  .  come  on  ,  you  can’t  do  it  ,  kid  ;  he’s  tougher  than  you  !  give  up  !                      ❝  yeah  .  it  looks  fun  .  it’s  just  …  looked  DANGEROUS  .  is  all  .  ❞

“   I guess it could be   interesting…   at least I know if I   DROP YOU   it won’t hurt you   too much…   but… yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m gonna drop you. I don’t think I was born to be a   DANCER   if I’m honest but… I can give it a go…   with you.   “

        Locking the helmet on her bike, she smirked lightly as he agreed on her suggestion. She saved his life - or perhaps she threatened his life, depended of which moment they were talking about. Her eyes lingered on his ears though, && the way he recovered very quickly. Something was up, she wasn’t sure was but definitely something. She would be on to find out for sure.      “You’re very welcome. For both.”      Now that was a genuine smile that was crossing her lips as they entered the new place. The blonde knew it all as it was one of her favorite spot around her apartment area. 

          Dinah sat down && removed her jacket before picking up the menu card, her look glancing back at him, stlil with that half-amused && half-intrigued expression.      “They make the best french fries of Gotham City, && you should totally trust me on this.”      She added, sliding the menu towards him before leaning on her elbows to close the distance between them. Her voice lowered.      “So, Mister-i-have-powers && secrets, where do we start here ?”      Lower lip licked, she cocked her head on the side.      “I’m not gonna expect you to know who I am, but I wouldn’t doubt you heard some things at least… no pun intended here.” 

        Even though he usually would have turned down the offer to treat him to a meal,  this wasn’t any common situation.    First,  he didn’t have his wallet.    And second,  if it wasn’t for her in the first place,  he would have been able to make a quick escape without her help.    So he was fine going along with it and going with her,  thankful still for the help she did offer after he had been hurt.    He returned the smile that she gave him and sat down at the chair across from her, stuffing the mask he had been holding onto into the pocket of his pants before taking off his gloves.    Now that his abilities were powered down,  exhaustion was slowly creeping in.    He would be surprised if he was able to get up from the chair anytime soon.

        Looking back to her as she began talking,  he let out a huff of a laugh as she mentioned the fries.    “    Might as well trust you.    You haven’t given me a reason not to yet.    ”    If she really wanted to do anything with him,  she wouldn’t have taken him to the bar.    It was small,  but it was enough for him not to be suspicious.    When she asked where they should start,  he took a deep breath in and sighed,  shrugging his shoulders.    “    Don’t really know who you are and can’t say I’ve heard anything about you.    I tend to be out of the loop on a lot of things   --   but if you wanna know anything about my powers or secrets,  then fire away.    ”

tagged by:  @atlantisking

tagging:  whoever wanna do the do

bolded are applicable/almost always; italics are dependent on circumstance or partner/sometimes; strikethrough are hard limits/never.

INCLINATIONS/HABITS:

is submissive | is dominant | prefers to top | prefers to bottom | likes to switch | identifies as heterosexual | identifies as homosexual | identifies as bisexual | identifies as pansexual | identifies as demisexual | identifies as asexual | enjoys sex with men | enjoys sex with women | enjoys sex with multiple people at one time | initiates | waits for partner to initiate | spits | swallows | prefers sex in the morning | prefers sex at night | prefers sex any time | no sex drive | low sex drive | average sex drive | high sex drive | hypersexual

BODY/APPEARANCE:

small build | medium build | athletic build | muscular build | curvy build | voluptuous build | wears boxers | wears lingerie | goes ‘commando’ | shaves/waxes | doesn’t shave/wax | cup size a-c | cup size d-f | 1-5" in length | 6-9" in length | 10" or over in length

SOUNDS:

is silent/makes little to no sounds | is very quiet | is very loud | grows in volume over time | bites hand/partner/pillow to muffle themselves | calls out partner’s name | curses | fakes/exaggerates | prefers a quiet partner | prefers a loud partner | is turned on by dirty talk | is turned off by dirty talk

TURN-ONS/KINKS:

having their hands pinned | pinning their partner’s hands | having their hair pulled | pulling their partner’s hair | being watched (by their partner) | being watched (by a third party) |watching their partner | receiving oral | giving oral | calling their partner ‘daddy’ | being called ‘daddy’ | giving praise | receiving praise | biting/marking | being bitten/marked | spanking | being spanked | teasing | being teased | having toys used on them | using toys on their partner | giving anal | receiving anal | choking | being choked | dirty talk | being tied up | tying their partner up | being worshipped | worshipping their partner | humiliating | being humiliated | degrading | being degraded | knife play | blood play | being pegged | pegging their partner | whipping | being whipped

PLACES:

         HIS  HEAD   LEANED  INTO   THE   TOUCH   almost   instinctively,   the   small   caresses   &&   touches   between   the   two   were   something   scott  appreciated.   he   scooted  over  to  layne,   resting   his   head   on   his   lap,   his   stare   lost   in   the   nothingness    ❝     will   we   ever   be   able   to   leave   beacon  hills  ?    will     this   craziness   ever   stop ?        ❞    his   eyes   closed   ever   so  slowly,  lost   in   thought   for   a   moment   before   he   mumbled.   ❝      we    could   watch   a   movie.         ❞

    A   RATHER  SHY  SMILE   sweeps   over   his   lips,  layne’s   tone   was   ever   so   soft   that   scott   knew   he   didn’t  mean   it   as   a  bad   thing.   if    anything   the   alpha   knew   that   it   was  probably   true    ———      ❝    well,   stiles   seems   to   be   busy   with  malia  now.   &&   it’s   nice   to   hear   you   talk   about   your   job.        ❞   though   it   had   all   started   like   every  other   supernatural   creature,   scott   had   found   something   different   in  him.    ❝     i   probably   shouldn’t,   you   need   your   space   too.          ❞

 he’s   smiling   as  he  walks  into  the  living  room ,  clean  up  done .  ❛   alright ,  alright .  make  room  .    ❜        he  grabs  the  remote  on  his  way  towards  the  couch ,   plops  down  beside  layne  &  pulls  him  in ,  arm  wrapping around  his  shoulders ,  lips  kissing  his  forehead .    ❛    wanna  watch  a  movie  ?     ❜

❛     i    think   i   can   manage   bein’   a  heater   for   a  night .      ❜      he  admits ,   moving  about  in  the  kitchen ,  setting  clean  dishes  away.   of  course ,  the  cabin ,  as  well  insulated  as  it  was ,  still  had  central  heating  &  a  fireplace .   both  of   which  layne  could  easily  tamper  with  to  his  delight .   ❛       y’want   some  hot  tea ?   or  cocoa ?      ❜