#quickcrappybio

Name: Tanis Anna Weber 

FC: Dichen Lachman

Goes By/Aliases: Fiona, Laura, Jade Location: TDB

Age: 27 // 60ish since she’s a witch (Alternate Verse)

Job: Hired Hand/Bodyguard // Freelance Witch (Alternate Verse)

Sexiual orientation: Bisexual

Traits: stoic, stealthy, calm, well-trained, strong-willed,

Super Duper Quick Bio (Main Verse): Since the day was she taken from her family when she was 10, all Tanis has known is a life of crime. While she was on a trip with her mother and father in China, in a busy shopping center a man took little Tanis in a crowded shopping area to be sold into human trafficking. Her mother and father would never see her again. 

The man who took her saw something in her when, after being kept and “groomed” in a group home for 6 months, young Tanis fought her “Play Date”. The 10 year old knocked the pervert out cold. Since the session was being watched and video taped, the man running the operation couldn’t help but see a fire in Tanis. He pulled her out of the group home immediately and worked closely with her and an training facility where they took young children and trained them to be weapons. She was cross trained in martial arts and weaponry. She even attended a strict school to not only educate the children, but to make them better at blending in and lying. 

When she was 15, she worked under the name Jade to help gather information on a very influential and rich Chinese man so her boss, referred to as Father, could extort him. This was her first test and she exceeded at it. From then on, Tanis worked various crime-related jobs. 

Essentially, she’s like Black Widow! 

Does she enjoy her new life? To a certain degree, yes, but she longs for normalcy. Under her hard exterior is a small piece of the girl she used to be.

Name: Grayson Adam Mitchell

FC: Justin Hartley

Goes By: Mr. G, Mr. M, Mitch Perfect, GM, or just Grayson Location: TDB

Age: 32

Job: Works for a non-profit center (backed by some wealthy fucks) as a counselor for troubled and depressed teens, adults with depression, and those who are grieving from a loss of a family member or friend. Non-profit organization is called Lean on Me Recreation and Help Center (LOMRC). Not only does the center offer therapy and counseling, there is also a gym, a pool, dance classes, a spa, a playground, a few classes, …all types of stuff. Counseling is free but the recreation services can be as low as $3 to use.

Education: Earned BA in Psychology while in military. When he got out, worked on his Masters in Psychology. 

Sexiual orientation: Straight

Traits: warm, charasmatic, personable, easy-going, outdoorsy, athletic, sympathetic, confident but humble, stubborn, occasional anger issues, heroic, flirty

Super Duper Quick Bio:  Grayson was raised by his single mother, Olivia when his father died suddenly when he was six years old. Despite growing up poor, Olivia did whatever she could to keep her son clean, fed, and in school. He was also very close to both maternal and paternal grandparents. During his senior year of highschool, a military recruiter came to speak to his class. Without even hesitating, he knew this was what he needed to do. He joined the military to help support his mother and help her get out a debt. Once he graduated at age 18, he joined the Marines. 

After his third tour in the Middle East, he was honorably discharged after nearly dying in an attack. Even though he was discharged, the Marines put it down that he was in 10 years (even though it was technically 9). He came home unable to walk for 6 months while dealing with PTSD. Tired of feeling sorry for himself, he went enrolled in college and went to physical therapy. Miraculously, he was able to walk again in just 3 months, making him able to walk his mother down the aisle when she got married. 

Grayson is a fun, easy-going and caring guy. His love and need to take care of people stemmed from his mother, but grew when he noticed a lot of his fellow soldiers dealing with their own struggles. He offered to listen to them when they needed a friend and often went out of his way to get them the help they needed. He helped three women get justice for sexual harassment while not being seen as a traitor. 

Grayson tries to always do the right thing while also struggling with his own issues. He will go out of his way to be helpful. People shouldn’t take his kindness for weakness, though. He isn’t afraid to punch or threaten someone. Being in the Marines has taught him to be a hero, but has made him angry about so many things. 

Habits: drinks, sometimes punches holes in things

Name: Genesis Rachel Ludman Fitzpatrick 

FC: Jenny Slate

Goes By: Genny (pronounced Jenny), GiGi (by family), Gen, Sissa (by nieces and nephews) Location: TBD, somewhere near a military base

Age: 28-31. 

Job: Works from home for small catering company. Has to go into office once or twice a week sometimes. 

Sexiual orientation: Straight, but kissed a girl once and didn’t hate it. Relationship Status: Single, divorced. 

Traits: quirky, easy going, hard-working, clueless (at times), content, holds grudges sometimes , funny, supportive, family-oriented, down-to-earth, a little frantic

Super Duper Quick Bio:  If you asked Genny, she lived an average, typical Long Island life until she was 19. Her family is big, loud, close, overbearing, and loving. She lives most of her life in her two older siblings’ shadows, one’s a brain surgeon and the other is a broadway star. 

When she was 19, however, she met the love of her life while out for a friend’s birthday. While waiting in line to sign her friend up for the Party Chair at the bar they were at, she met Sebastian. They hit off, exhcanged numbers and before she knew it they had been dating for about a month. He confessed he was in the U.S. Military Reserves. Genny saw this as a way to finally get out of Long Island and live a little outside of the shadows of her brother and sister. After six months of dating, they were married and for four years they traveled around. A year into their marriage, Genny got pregnant with her son, Titan. Four years later, she was pregnant with their daughter, Mauve. When Mauve was two, Sebastian confessed to cheating on Genny multiple times. Devasted, she and Sebastian got a divorce and she moved to raise her children by herself.

Now, Genny raises her two children, now 9 and 5, by herself, with some help from her parents who moved closer to her and her best friend. Sebastian comes by when he’s on leave or visiting a nearby base to spend some time with his kids. Even though Genny hasn’t forgiven him, she puts on a friendly face for her children. She just feels like she’s stuck back in her curse of being average, with the exception of her two beautiful and crazy children. 

When it comes to dating, she’s out of touch. She tries from time to time but focuses the majority of her energy raising her kids. She’s the kind of woman who mainly shops at thrift stores or takes hand-me-downs. Sometimes she only lives off of the leftovers her children refuse to eat or on a box of crackers or ice cream. 

Name: Leighton Michael Jones

Age: 24-27 FC: Broderick Hunter 

Location: TBD

Job: Works at a coffee shop part-time, is a medical student in college

Sexiual orientation: Pansexual

Traits:  playful, charming, funny, life of the party, outgoing, good kisser, confident but not cocky, athletic, hardworking, determined

Super Duper Quick Bio: Leighton Jones comes from a loving and encouraging family. His parents, Jasmine and Daewon, always supported Leighton and his younger sister Kali in their extracurricular activities and welcomed their creativity. Their parent are happily married and they live comfortably. Leighton was always the accidental popular guy and never really had a problem making friends. His grades were perfect, he did well in football and soccer, and even made prom king!

What as the problem? How conservative his parents were. Daewon and Jasmine were always trying to have a hand in their dating life, set some rules for the household, and made the family go to church every Sunday. Family was important, but a family with good, Christian values was even more important. Even though they were loved and happy, Leighton and Kali were kept on a strict leash. 

It was junior year of highschool when Leighton realized he wasn’t just straight, but embraced the idea of loving a person for who they were, not what was between their legs. There was no way his parents were going to accept that about him. It wasn’t until he was accepted into a medical school away from his hometown that he felt he could truly be himself.

Now, Leighton lives life even more to the fullest, embracing his much more open sexual interest and freedom from social restriction. Leighton is studying to be an RN, hoping to be a physical therapist for athletes. He sees the stress and worry of medical school as a form of freedom to be his true self. 

“Wait-- So you actually lived in a castle?” The dark haired woman asked in a giggle before taking a sip of her martini.

Hawthorne laughed and nodded, giving her a small charming grin. “Yes, yes. I know. It’s embarrassing. The worst part is it wasn’t even that long ago. They were just really old fashioned.”

The girl bit her lip and scooted in closer, intrigued by the man she was talking to. “Not long ago? Thorn, you said you left your family in the 1940s! That’s like... ancient,” she giggled then quickly looked apologetic. “No offense of course.”

“None taken, love,” Hawthorne said with a laugh. “I guess when you put it that way it is a little odd to well, humans. “And I am ancient! I take it as a compliment though. The most beautiful, coveted, and expensive things in life are ancient. If anything, I’m a luxury,” he said with a smirk. 

Her hand rested on his knee as she leaned in, scooting even closer to him. “Well, my luxurious date for the evening, why don’t we cut the small talk and get to why you’re really here.” She placed a couple soft kisses to his cheek. 

Hawthorne secretly hated this part. It was the part where he had to wrestle with himself. He remembered he had come here for a reason and that reason was something he was ashamed of. If he was here, it meant he was losing control. When he lost control, he knew there was no good that could come from his next actions. Everything he left, everyone who he had put into danger, everyone he had killed, everything he had made for himself would be for nothing if he let himself completely lose control. 

So, for just a few shameful seconds, he had to admit to himself he was weak. Hawthorne had to swallow his pride and admit he fucked up somewhere along the lines but after this evening of indulgence, things would get back on track. The always did. They always had to.

He swallowed hard and gave his date an easy, charming smile. “Of course. Where are my manners?” A hand went to rest on the side of her face as he leaned forward to kiss her. She smiled once their lips met and she wasted no time to deepen the kiss. She was into him and what he was didn’t bother her at all. It’s why she was in this line of work to begin with. 

She was lost in the kiss, but then quickly remembered why they were both there. “It’s okay,” she whispered softly between kisses to reassure him. He was much more cautious than the other ones.“You don’t have to wait...Just...”

“I know,” he whispered back before kissing her deeply. The hand on the side of her face slid to the side of her neck and his lips trailed from her lips. She let out a soft moan and a breath as his lips traveled down her neck. An arm went around him as she pressed her chest against his. 

Hawthorne hesitated a second before pulling away from her neck. He admitted to himself for one more second that yes, he messed up, and yes it was all going to be okay before his eyes turned completely black and he sank his fangs into her neck to take an essential but modest amount of her blood to appease the monster inside of him. 

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Age: 28 267 FC: Sean O’Pry Birth date: April 18, 1751 Job: Antique shop owner. “The Finer Things”. Sometimes recruits girls to work in blood dens when he is asked to.  Traits: confident, charming, desirable, ass-kisser, prideful, open-minded, horny, indulgent, loner Sexual Preference: Pan

-He is a vampire

-Has an English accent 

-Doesn’t tell a lot of people. Usually only brings it up when he absolutely has to

-Visits blood dens when things get bad

-Left his royal vampire family to live among humans and attempt to have a better life

Family is one of the seven* most powerful and influential vampire families, the fourth oldest to be formed. 

Fought on the British side of the American Revolutionary War

-Long, buried history of being a bad dude throughout his vampire life, so the dude might have some enemies.

-Has a ton of regrets

-Hasn’t turned a human in over 60 years

-Drinks hospital blood or animal blood

-Since he’s a vampire, he is strong but not overpowered at all. That is, unless, he drinks live blood.

-Since he’s a vampire, most humans have this inexplicable interest/sexual attraction to him.  

-Can control his urges to drink live but, you know, everyone has their struggles

-Likes sex. No... loves sex. 

-Has to do A LOT of drugs for them to actually affect him. 

-Tends to keep people at penis length 

-Has a really, really nice apartment/loft thing.

-Enjoys any reason to get dressed up

-Gets really offended when you call him pale. He feels he has a rather good tan for a 200+ year old vampire! 

-Sometimes wears a cross necklace to prove the cross myth doesn’t exist about vampires

-Also sometimes wears a Star of David out of respect because he feels guilty about what his family did 

-Left his family because of their dumb old school vampire mindset of wanting to enslave/conquer humans while also somehow living in the shadows. He thought it was dumb and impossible

-Believes vampires, humans, werewolves, etc should coexist because fighting is “tiring and old and messy”. 

-Werewolf blood smells bad to vampires

-Has a decent moral compass but has NO PROBLEM taking money from the wealthy and powerful (especially if they’re bad)

-Low-key hates fantasy stories/movies because they spread lies about him and his people all the time

-Dominant. Only Sub if you ask nicely and he’s “close” with you. 

-Favorite food to pretend to eat: froyo, pizza, popcorn, any pasta

-Favorite decades (for culture, not because of who he is as a person)= 1930s, 1950s,1960s, 1990s. 

-Loves animals, but doesn’t own any in fear of eating them.

-Gets offended if you accuse him of wearing makeup 

Distanced himself from his family around the 1900s. They gave him a long leash to run around on as long as he followed the rules and still held his family superior to  other vampire clans/families/etc and absolute freedom

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Age: 24 FC: Lana Del Rey Job: Works as an Escort (through high-class, exclusive agency) but sings three nights a week at a lounge Traits: confident, snobby, smoker, charming, secretly shy at times, manipulative, talented,  Sexual Orientation: Mainly straight, but does not turn down female clients. 

A hush came over the table our four teachers as Mr. Yont walked into the teacher’s lounge. He looked their direction, giving them a polite smile and nod. The table responded with “Hello”, “Hey”, “Hi”, and “Hiya”; each greeting him a different way as Mr. Yont made his way to get his lunch out the work refrigerator. The four teachers giggled and leaned in to talk quietly about the handsome teacher.

“I can’t believe it’s been almost a year since he came to Boston…” the 6th and 7th grade math teacher said.

The Biology Honors teacher took a sip of his coffee. “I know! It’s been nice having him around but he still just seems so…”

“Lonely,” the three other teachers replied in unison. Mr. Yont hadn’t heard them because by now he had his earbuds in, listening to music.

“Has anyone hung out with him outside of school?” asked the 8th grade Writing teacher.

The other three teachers shook their head and then all four sighed together. They all took a sip together as they looked in his direction. Mr. Yont was too busy subtly playing air drums against the counter as he waited for his food to finish in the microwave. Cute. 

“Wait, no. I remember this one time he had stopped the Irish pub off Fourth and Haven Str,” the Art teacher.

“Yeah, but he only came by for, like… 30 minutes to be polite,” the math teacher reminded everyone. The other three teachers all said,” Ohhhh.”

They all fell quiet again as they all either took a sip or a bite and glanced over at the English teacher again. “To be fair, he went through a lot. I don’t know what I would have done if I came home and my three kids and husband were murdered,” said the art teacher. “It’s tragic.”

“My boyfriend and I couldn’t help but follow along with the trial….” said the Biology teacher.

One of the other teachers was about to say something when the art teacher spoke up first. “Look… We really shouldn’t be gossiping. He’s right there. He’s a nice guy. I think he just needs a little nudge in the social direction. We should really try to hang out with him and include him more.”

“And he’s easy on the eyes,” the Writing teacher chimed in. All four teachers laughed as they nodded to agree. Mr. Yont took his plate of food and was about to walk past the teachers when the Writing teacher called out to him,” Monty! Come take a seat!”

Noticing the Writing teacher waving in his direction, Mr. Yont took out an earbud and smiled as he was invited over. “Oh thank you.” He walked over and took a seat with everyone. “Thank you. My sub is a little smelly because of the onion on it, so I was going to sit alone.  Thanks for not discriminating against me and my sub,” he offered a chuckle, the other teachers chuckling along with him.