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ASA HOLLAND // AU WEEK

Age: 46 Pronouns: He/Him Height: 5'8" Originally From: Ireland Siblings: Estranged sister Occupation: Project Manager Affiliation: Syndicate Captain Relationship Status: Married to Silas Lowe ( @bcysdontcry ) Sexuality: Gay 💅

What's The Same?

Asa was born in Swords, Ireland, and his father sent him away at a young age to a troubled teens' home due to his sexuality and 'rebelliousness'.

Asa is treated poorly in mental hospitals that his father sent him to after the troubled teen's home didn't work.

Asa kills his father and flees to the United States, New York City specifically.

Asa wins a large sum of money from his court case getting a mental hospital shut down for medical malpractice.

Asa has head trauma and medical trauma from his past, and still is estranged from the rest of his family.

Asa kills people. 🤷‍♂️ Sorry

What's Different?

After fleeing to the US, Asa tries to become an artist. He doesn't do well, but tries to get his art into a few different galleries in town and work as an illustrator.

After years of barely scraping by, he meets Silas Lowe at one of his art shows. They get drinks & Silas brings up an interesting point - his art and creativity could serve a great purpose in marketing and project management, if he had a business degree.

While dating Silas, he gets his GED and then goes to University.

All the while, he feeds the feelings from his father's killing and occasionally dips into murder. This gets him brought into the Syndicate after seeing his interesting background and court case.

Asa gets into marketing for businesses, works on public speaking and ends up becoming Project Manager.

Asa continues in the Syndicate and becomes Captain after his various successes as a hitman under their hire.

Silas and Asa get married, and live in a large flat with their dog and multiple cats. Silas has not been told about Asa's Syndicate position, but may have inklings.

Kiara found too much enjoyment in denying Abigail’s advances, knocking the other woman a peg or two. Not that she didn’t found the bartender attractive, because she totally did.

So when she sidled up to the other woman, embracing her from behind and resting her head on the blonde’s shoulder, Kiara figured it was a surprise for her not-friend. A delightful surprise, she hoped. 

“Hey, baby,” Kiara whispered into her ear, resisting the urge to bite on it for good measure. Her gaze averted toward her father talking to other old men in suits. This was all part of the plan. 

“Want to do me a huge favor and give a middle finger to the patriarchy at the same time? My father told me this whole me being gay thing is just a phase and I’ll go back to being dickimized in no time if I just find the right man.”

Letting out an annoyed huff of a laugh, Kiara put a hand underneath the other woman’s shirt. Whatever it takes to sell the plan, she told herself.

“So would you like to be my fake girlfriend? And oh, the best part of this plan? You don’t need to fake anything else. You just be... you.”