Steven James Ellis.

Stevie had the bag of the tent hooked across his back as he hopped down from one of the rocks and down to where Griffith was standing, one of his feet hitting the dirt too fast, his knee bending. But he didn’t fall. Instead, he straightened up, head lifting to smile at his friend as he let the bag slip off his back into the ground. “Made it,” a huff laughter escaped him as he let his eyes slip around the area. Him and Griffith were no stranger to camping, but they’d ventured out in a different spot than they usually did. The surrounding area was unfamiliar territory, but that was kind of the fun of it. “This the spot, Griff, or should we keep goin’?”

Regardless of summer having ended, this particular day seemed like the kind that should be spent in the water––Crowell lake to be specific. She hadn’t exactly told anyone she’d be going out there, it seemed as though the summer had disappointed her enough to keep a sizable distance from everyone. It was what she deserved for getting attached to particular people, planning now on going back to way things were before she’d been so social. The brunette looked over her shoulder at the sound of someone rustling the leaves nearby though, eyes narrowed as she spoke. “This spot’s taken.” @radopens​

Stevie fucking loved going to lakes, especially during the summertime. It reminded him of home and all the time he'd spend just messing around. Between jumping off rocks into the water, or just coming out to take a nap, he'd always been preoccupied. Of course, more often than not he'd come home with a plethora of bruises and skin entirely too sunburned - but he'd like to think that he'd gotten more responsible throughout the years. Hopefully. The sharp tone of her voice had him falling back a few steps, eyes shifting to survey her for a moment. He'd taken a familiar shortcut through the trees and shrubbery; leading to his usual go-to spot. He'd been so used to no one else being there that her voice kind of scared him a little bit, honestly, and he almost dropped his backpack in his surprise, just barely catching one of the straps with the tips of his fingers and letting it dangle close to the ground. "Oh." This was awkward. "Well, that's okay." He was a little disappointed, because he liked this spot, but it's not like he owned it. "Do you mind if I rest here for a few minutes? Then I'll be gone, promise." A small grin tugged at his lips, hoping she wouldn't say no. "It's just really hot and not to be dramatic or anything, but I don't wanna die out here."

Hello everyone! I am v excited to be here. I’ve had this character for quite some time so I’m excited to get back at him again and throw him at all of you :) Let me go ahead and introduce this shithead.

First of all this bitch hates being called Steve so if you want to cause his soul to die a little inside that is a surefire way to do so. Unless he’s close with someone he won’t comment on it because he was raised to be polite, but it’s one of his biggest pet peeves because it makes him feel like he’s someones crazy uncle. His whole life he was raised to be Stevie by his friends and family, which he for some reason thinks is better than Steve (I disagree). 

He is bisexual, and openly so. He’s been out since High School, which was difficult due to being from a small town in Tennessee. Since then, he’s developed a thick skin and has learned to be comfortable in his own skin. He’s confident, although he wasn’t always. 

He is the oldest of five siblings and has a twin sister. Still older tho. 

Steven comes from a big, supportive family. Raised by his two parents, him and his four other siblings grew up tight knit. However, they struggled financially for the majority of his upbringing. Their parents always made sure they had what they needed, but they grew up with little extras. He appreciates the simple things now as a college student, and knows how to be frugal with his money and how to make a meal cheap.

It was his parents assumption that he’d go to college, and he applied for lack of any other plan. The truth is, he still has no clue what he wants to do with his life. His Mom in particular was so excited that he got into Radcliffe, and had told him she would pay for his degree, which he was initially against. But he gave in because he didn’t know what else to do, and at least it was making his parents happy.

The thing is, Stevie genuinely does not enjoy being a student. Quite frankly, he’s not great at it. He skips class to hang out with friends or go do something he perceives as fun instead. When he does show up to class, he can’t make himself concentrate. He’s managed to get this far with C’s, and he’s just biding his time until he’s finally done. He doesn’t exactly have the best reputation with the professors, but he tries to sweet talk them and is respectful when they try to talk to him. That can only get him so far, though.

He is extremely active and is often seen fucking around on a skateboard, or heading off campus to go hiking. He has a lot of energy and that’s the perfect way to exert it. Plus it’s just fun for him, so if your character is friends with him expect him to try to drag him off on some stupid adventure. 

He’s very personable and loves parties and likes to show up whenever there is one. Just a simple brodude out here trying to live his life.

He’s a communications major because, duh. He likes talking to people. But his real passion lies with making tik toks and short YouTube videos. He doesn’t have an extremely large following, but he does have some viewers. Though most may just confuse him with Logan Paul.

He can be very sweet and generous to people, but he also may be perceived as someone who doesn’t take things seriously or doesn’t care about important things. He can have a one track mind when it comes to things important to him, though, but people may not always see that side of him.

Last but not least. The love of his life. He has a singular pet rat named Ratthew that he keeps in a cage hidden in his dorm room. The rat is going on 2 1/2 years old, so he’s an old man rat at this point. He doesn’t broadcast that he has him out of fear that he’ll be confiscated, though. When he originally adopted him, he had taken in a pair of them, but Ratthew had turned out to not play so nice with others. They would fight constantly, until it was realized he would just need to live on his own. He rehomed the second rat to someone with others that were actually friendly, and he kept the demon rat for himself. Stevie gives him plenty of attention and toys so he stays stimulated, though, so he lives a happy life despite staying his secret.

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