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full name: cillian oliver sinclair. nickname: cil. date of birth: february 20th, 1989. age: thirty - six. birthplace: london, england. gender: cis man. pronouns: he/him. orientation: bisexual & biromantic. languages spoken: english, minimal french.

height: 5ft 11. hair: mousy brown. eye color: green. scent: bergamot, pepper, amber & vanilla. dominant hand: left. scars: none. facial hair: tends to flit between a full beard & stubble. clothing style: sweater vests thrown over casual tees, linen shirts, glasses worn nowhere near as often as they should be, fisherman beanie hats in the winter, thrifted pieces.

zodiac: pisces. positive traits: creative, empathetic, & (mostly) optimistic. negative traits: easily-distracted, impulsive & conflict avoidant. temperament: sanguine (cheerful disposition, lively, charismatic & imaginative). likes: reading, time outside, bike rides, documentaries, black coffee, good finds at the thrift store, cooking. dislikes: waking up too early or too late (there's a very fine line), insects, long car rides, petty arguments, people who take themselves too seriously. pets: a capricious cat named alice from a previous relationship.

cillian was born following his parents' long struggle with fertility; ultimately doted upon but to a certain degree sheltered -- as if one wrong move, and the thing they'd hoped so hard for would shatter. it's safe to say cillian knew love, but he also knew overbearing. by his early teens, he coped with it through tiny acts of rebellion; shoplifting a packet of sweets to sharing a few cans of cider with his friends in the park. he was never really bad boy material, though, and that's as far as it ever got.

growing up, it was clear he was gifted creatively & extremely passionate over most forms of self-expression; drawing, music, but predominantly writing. if unable to be found, he could most likely be found perched in the same park he had his first early tastes of alcohol -- sketching the ducks in the pond or with his nose buried in a book. although a happy kid, he fantasized about a life less ... london. it was almost as if by fate that his family decided to relocate to vermont, chasing the promise of a small town life after his father was offered the chance to take over the family business (tbd) back in his own hometown. at sixteen years old it was a huge change, but it didn't take long for cillian to feel at home in wicklow ridge.

most who knew him anticipated a career in the arts, a renowned author or at least a successful journalist, so it was a surprise when cillian ultimately settled into a job in teaching. of course there are periods of time where cillian wonders if the former would have come true for him if he had dug his heels in more, tried that little bit harder, but there is a true passion for what he does that leaves him fulfilled. he's the teacher that really loves what he does, is always there to offer a shoulder to lean on or an ear to listen. besides, he still makes sure to schedule time for his writing, though it's more of a hobby these days.

tid-bits

wears his heart on his sleeve. has had his fair share of close-calls and heartbreaks, but is still waiting on the real deal. he nearly made it, nearly put a ring on his ex partner of four years, but ultimately the sanctuary he found in stability and comfort wasn't reciprocated, and they set off in search of something else -- leaving cillian with a heavy heart and a grumpy, now ten year old cat, whom he is sure is slowly planning his demise (though has a penchant for a good lap cuddle every now and again)

still very much fond of sitting in nature, whether its on a long walk or hunching over a sketchpad.

has the goofiest laugh and grin .. chuckles at his own jokes and is the guy that will laugh at yours when nobody else does

kinda has grandpa tendencies at the ripe age of thirty6 .. loves ending the evening with a strong cup of tea and a record playing while he reads, very partial to a knitted sweater vest, turns checkout small talk into in-depth conversations while the queue behind builds up

is more lonely than he would ever let on. he fills his life with meaningful friendships and he feels content but there's definitely a bit of a void .. 👀