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𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬.

full name: selin meryem köse

nicknames: sey

pronouns: she/her

age: 33

birthday: july 13, 1992

zodiac sign: cancer sun, virgo moon, capricorn rising

ethnicity: turkish-american

faceclaim: hande ercel

relationship status: single?

occupation: freelance photographer currently working as a server at moonlit bistro

languages spoken: english (native fluency), turkish (fluent), spanish (conversational)

place of residence: ashford gates

subplots: muse B in "we're all pretty bizarre" and muse B in "i miss my friend"

𝐭𝐥𝐝𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.

Soft spoken but iron spined, Selin hails from a wealthy, conservative family that disowned her mom after she became pregnant as a teen. Her grandparents refused any relationship with their daughter but they did deign to create an inheritance for Selin—one she could only access under specific conditions.

In other words, they'd give her a foot back into the family's good graces so long as she proved she wasn't the type to follow in her mom's long line of utter disappointment and shameful mistakes.  

Honestly, she found the entire thing insulting. Selin never wanted a life defined by their rules. Never wanted a handout, period, let alone one that far exceeded her actual needs and one that came at what felt like her mom's emotional expense.

She turned her back on the offer for years, chasing her own passions (even if photography was just a “hobby” in her grandparents eyes) but when her mom developed idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis and the medical bills began piling up… well. The fact that her then boyfriend proposed soon after felt a little like divine intervention… then later became her heart's worst mistake. 

When her fiancé abruptly ended the engagement recently the promise of that inheritance—and her ability to give her mom the care she needs—collapsed overnight. With her mom’s health declining and no other means of significant support in sight, Selin’s found herself in a suddenly very desperate spot.

Cue Lenox Havery—Her best friend. Her best friend, part time antagonist, and new fake boyfriend? The plan he proposed was simple enough. Start dating, get engaged, move in together, marry, and then part ways once the money was legally hers to do with as she willed. What could possibly go wrong?

𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.

personality traits: deeply loyal, protective, intuitive, nostalgic, anxious overthinker, self-critical, composed, responsible, soft-hearted but aims to appear unaffected, internalizes stress, compassionate, resilient, quietly defiant, emotionally perceptive, detail oriented, creative, avoids confrontation, accepts blame too easily, family orientated

fatal flaw: her self-sacrificial loyalty. sey has a relentless instinct to protects those she cares about, even at the expense and detriment of herself. there's little to nothing she wouldn't do for them, no matter how much it hurts or how large a sacrifice it requires. she stays in situations that drain her for far too long, accepts emotional and physical burdens that aren't hers to carry, puts the needs of others before herself. deep down she thinks she has to quietly bleed for those she loves. that her value lies only in how much she can endure for them.

wardrobe aesthetic: selin favors earth tones, creams, muted blues, and soft peach shades. her style could be described as effortless, if only for the fact that she's so careful and intentional about what she buys that everything in her closet seamlessly fits together and is a piece that she loves. think flowy skirts and dresses, unbuttoned linen shirts over tank tops and bralettes, soft cardigans that usually slide off her shoulder if oversized or loosely buttoned with nothing else underneath if fitted, occasionally a leather jacket lenox talked her into purchasing when she wants to appear braver than she feels, gold jewelry—she has a locket belonging to her mom that she rarely takes off, soft leather sandals, worn ankle boots, ballet flats. because she's very tactile she prefers fabrics that feel good against her skin—silk, soft cotton, thrifted cashmere pieces, velvet, linen, etc.

likes: turkish coffee brewed thick and strong, mediterranean cooking, soft indie playlists, long drives along the coast, slow mornings, oversized sweaters, dry humor, sunset photoshoots, stray cats, citrus scents, true crime documentaries, history podcasts, trying out new hobbies she's inevitably terrible at, peach rings, diet coke and sprite, naps on the couch, stealing t-shirts she always swears she'll return but never actually does

dislikes: cold and sterile spaces (such as the hospital), conflict, feeling pressured or controlled, snobbery and elitism, being underestimated, wasting time, mushrooms, cold feet (literally and figuratively), horror movies after dark, being chronically late no matter how hard she tries to arrive on time

habits / quirks: twirls her hair when anxious, mutters to herself in turkish when she's frustrated, always photographs the moments nobody else notices, collects postcards from places she dreams of visiting someday, sleeps with a nazar amulet loosely sewn to the underside of her pillow, chews her lip when she wants to say something but doesn't, always has some form of beverage on hand — usually coffee, diet coke, or sprite, volunteers at various organizations on a regular basis, her apartment is littered with random stacks of photographs but none featured on her walls are actually her own work, starts a new hobby at least every three weeks and the unsuccessful evidence of such is often also scattered across her apartment

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

connections with a ( * ) will eventually make their way onto the main.

what's a little fake dating between friends? - taken by lenox havery. to be written.

ex fiancé - open 0/1 ( male, 30's ) * I'm leaving this rather vague to leave space for plotting, but the set in stone details are that they were engaged for three years up until fairly recently when he abruptly called things off, bruising her heart in the process. It'd be a lie to say her fake relationship with Lenox isn't at least in part to get under y/m skin and show him what he lost.

cousins - open 0/2 ( details utp but must be of turkish ethnicity ) * I'd love to have at least two cousins in play for Selin—one who's more of a loyalist to their grandparents and has always turned their nose at Sey, another who's gone against the grain and maintained a relationship with her despite the tension and estrangement.

the suspicious snoop - open 0/1 ( details utp ) I imagine they run in similar circles to her family and Selin's sudden relationship with Lenox has raised a brow. They don't fully buy it, know her grandparents would probably love to learn it's all a rouse if they can find proof, and have become determined to do just that. Getting close to Sey is really just a ploy to get dirt on her so that they can decide how to best use it to their own advantage.

fellow creatives - open 0/?? ( details utp ) like calls to like. gimme a group of other photographers, artists, musicians, actors, dancers, etc. that Sey feels seen and understood with.

the client - open 0/?? ( details utp ) Selin's photography has always felt deeply personal and she's rarely strayed from maintaining the integrity of her personal vision, but beggars can't be choosers from time to time. Especially with her mom's health in decline she's started taking various jobs she otherwise probably would've passed on. Think professional headshots, commercial photoshoots, pictures for a company's website or social media presence, event photography, etc.

the protective best friend - open 0/1 ( details utp but likely in their 30's ) * This muse likely knows both Selin and Lenox and they see right through their so-called relationship. They're probably not quiet about it either, often expressing their concerns about the potential fallout—whether that be with her grandparents or her soft heart. For all their opinions, though, they come from a good place and are just as much a ride or die in her life as Lenox is, himself. **would be awesome is this character was also part of the "we're all pretty bizarre" subplot

muse A in the "I miss my best friend" subplot * work, lives moving in different directions—for more reasons than one this pair of former best friends has grown apart over the years. but, while it bothers Selin deeply and it feels as if a hole has been left in their absence, it doesn't seem to bother muse A nearly as much and she's not sure why. **this one is obviously through the main but i'd love to see it filled. just saying.

BIOGRAPHY.

aurora has been working in fashion for majority of her life until deciding that she wanted to get herself into acting instead.

at one point her own family was trying to make their own fashion company, so she was taught about it all from her mom. her family's company never ended up becoming a thing once the rivalry between the current two fashion companies have been spoken about.

aurora is very determined and likes to work quietly. especially when she knows that she has deadlines due to be finished up and worked on.

when she's working, she simply doesn't like to be bothered. unless you're about to bring her some coffee??? then she may not mind being bothered if that's the case.

but if that isn't the case??? it's best that you leave her be because she's not a fan of becoming distracted.

her two sisters are her best friends.

on workdays, she prefers to be out at home rather than hanging out. but loves to go out with her friends on the weekend and tries to have some fun before she goes back to it on monday mornings.

early mornings are not her thing.. at all. but she's learned to simply just get over it over the years.

rory has a hard time voicing her feelings and how she feels and she keeps it in.

people close to her can tell when she's acting closed off.

one thing she doesn't like is being second guessed. especially when it comes to meeting her deadlines on time.

one thing about aurora forrester? she's never late when it comes to work.

BASIC INFO.

full name: blair ashleigh campbell.

nicknames: b, bee.

gender:  cis woman.

pronouns:  she / her.

sexuality: bisexual.

aesthetics: pink lipstick always on hand in her bag, sketchbook taken with her everywhere she goes, a desk a mess of paperwork forgotten about from 2 days before.

age:  twenty eight.

date of birth:  feburary 13th.

zodiac sign:  pisces.

occupation:  actress.

traits: generous, artistic, determined, hardworking, impulsive, forgetful, and envious.

labels: opulent sweet.

height: 5'6.

hair color: blonde.

eye color: brown.

piercings: ears pierced.

tattoos: none yet.

faceclaim: madelyn cline.

FAMILY INFO.

mother:  diane campbell.

father: lucas campbell.

siblings:  3 sisters: one oldest, one middle, and one youngest. blair is the second oldest.

spouse / lover: none.

children:  none.

pets:  one cat.

notable close relatives:  none.

best friend:  none.

rival:  none.

crushing on:  none.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥.

character name: ariya (ah-ree-uh) nakhon. nickname(s): riya (ree-uh). faceclaim: davika hoorne. birthday: august 17th. age: thirty two. place of birth: denver, colorado. current residence: los angeles, california. occupation: event planner. three positive traits: perceptive, magnetic, ambitious. three negative traits: shallow, dramatic, stubborn. aesthetics: the joy of skipping a 7 a.m. pilates class, drinking wine in the bathtub, falling confetti, a perfect plan coming together, the clinking of champagne flutes, designer clothing that's always covered in cat hair, freshly brewed coffee,  always being the last one to leave a party, slipping into silk sheets after a long day, sun-kissed shoulders. spoken languages: english, thai, french. love language: gift giving —  give ariya thoughtful and meaningful presents; show you considered her preferences. create or purchase personalized gifts; express gratitude when giving or receiving. avoid generic or thoughtless gifts, forgetting special occasions, or being insincere. sexuality: bisexual. education: bachelor of arts in communication from stanford. piercings: one in each lobe, belly button. tattoos: a crescent moon on the inside of her left wrist. signature scent: juliette has a gun's miami shake, a sweet gourmand scent with key  notes of wild strawberry, ice cream cone, and vanilla absolute. signature drink: vodka cran with extra slices of lime on the side.

𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬.

#PARTONE     .   .   .     GENERAL  INFORMATION.

name   nilay safiye aslanbey.     nicknames  +  aliases   doctor aslanbey.     age   +   dob   thirty ,    august 3rd, 1995.     titles   the historian.     birthplace   midyat, mardin, turkey.     residence   midyat, mardin, turkey ( 12 years ) ; edinburgh, scotland, united kingdom ( 4 years ) ; cairo, egypt ( 4 years ) ; chicago, illinois, united states of america ( 5 years ) ; sunset ridge, los angeles, california, united states of america ( 5 years ).     gender  +  pronouns   nonbinary    ,    she / they.     sexuality   demiromantic pansexual.    spoken  languages  turkish, english, ancient egyptian, sumerian, akkadian, hebrew, amharic, syriac, arabic ( fluent ) ; french, german, spanish ( intermediate ) ; armenian, georgian, assyrian, coptic ( beginner ).      faceclaim   biran damla yilmaz.     hair   dark brown.     eyes   dark brown.     height   5'9".     build  slender with soft curves.     ethnicity  turkish.     tattoos, piercing + body modifications  she has the name of the mesopotamian goddess, inanna, in sumerian written in the cuneiform alphabet on her right wrist ; she as the assassin's creed origins emblem on her left thumb above her wrist ; (regrettably) as her ex's initial in their handwriting behind her right ear ; more tattoos to come | standard double lobe piercings ; double nipples piercings ; belly button piercings.    distinguishing marks  prominent cheekbones and slightly scarred hands due to many excavations.     star  sign   leo.     deadly  sin   hubris.     heavenly  virtue   temperance.     occupation   archaeologist ; author ; wing curator at a nearby archaeological and anthropological museum.     mother   unknown.    father  unknown.  sibling(s)   unknown.     children   n/a.     significant  other   n/a.     extended  family   unknown.

#PARTTWO     .   .   .     DOSSIER.

trigger warnings: foster care, infidelity

Nilay has spent her entire life wondering if the gods hated her. After all, she was abandoned by her parents on the steps of an orphanage when she was a baby. No one seemed interested in adopting her, much less fostering her for too long. She spent years watching as other children continued to get adopted, find their own homes, while she stayed. Stuck in a life of foster care where she had no one but herself to take care of her.

Fine. So be it that way.

She ensured that she was fed and clean, even when no one else seemed to notice nor cared, because she noticed. She cared. And while no one expected her to make anything of herself, Nilay was ready to prove everyone wrong. Showing a wicked intelligence from a young age, it hadn't been long until some scholars took notice of the child from Mardin. Her professors adopted her as she turned twelve and graduated high school, leaving with them to head to Scotland.

Her professors were curious to see what kind of affect a higher education, particularly one different than she would've received had she stayed in Mardin, would have on the girl. If she would flounder and need to return to high school, or if she would swim like an Olympian.

Once again, she amazed everyone.

Nilay continued to speed on through, her eidetic memory growing stronger the older she became. Her getting faster at reading, yet still remain remarkable memory over what she just read. Though she still wasn't as equipped as being social and making friends as her professors wished, they were proud of her for her progress. Eventually moving to Cairo to continue her studies, then straight to Chicago so that she could earn her doctorates at the University of Chicago as part of the Near Eastern Studies department.

Being able to learn everything about the Ancient Mediterranean and Near Eastern world brought an emotion to her heart that she wasn't entirely familiar with: hope.

She had fallen in love with it all. She collected anything and everything that had to deal with this magnificent world, her entire life completely immersed in her studies. Though, part of her was frustrated over the lack of fictional stories revolving Ancient Egypt and the Near East. Nilay had began to write her own stories, first some poems and short stories, until she eventually began to write full novels. It became a fun past-time whenever she wasn't busy with school or excavations. Eventually even getting her work published in Archaeology Magazine.

Still, there was more to her story than even she realized.

Coming to Los Angeles had been a shocking opportunity. After spending her years working in various museums, climbing up the ladder in numerous ways, she had been presented with the opportunity to curate her own wing on Ancient Egypt and Near East at an archaeology and anthropology museum located near Sunset Ridge. While part of her had been a bit anxious, the archaeologist was overall excited for the chance of a new adventure. Falling in love with her wing and ensuring that it was the best in the entire museum.

Though... That wasn't the only thing that captured her heart.

Never has Nilay been in love with a human being before. Particularly not someone modern and living in our contemporary world. Yet there wasn't a single word that could express her happiness. How she began to envision an entire life with her partner, them growing older and supporting each other in their goals while creating ones together as well. For the first time, she began to think positively about the future.

Then... the fighting began. She couldn't understand where the jealousy and lack of trust came from. No matter what she said or did, it didn't really seem to matter. She tried so hard to convince that she was telling the truth: there was nothing going on between her and her coworker; they were simply friends who worked together. That was it. That should've been the end of it.

Then her partner confessed that they cheated on her. Committing the crime they accused her of.

Trust has always been an incredibly massive part of her life and was never given out freely. Having that trust be broken the way it was... it completely shattered her. Leaving her unable to look at her partner without wanting to sob and flood the entire earth ten-times over—and, even then, she knew that she would still have tears to shed.

Now, she must continue on with her life and her careers to ensure that there was still stability in that one factor. Even though her thoughts keep drifting back to the person she should not waste a single second on.

The gods must hate Nilay.

#PARTTHREE     .   .   .    QUICK FACTS & TIDBITS.

Despite having never been a gamer her whole life, Nilay loves Assassin's Creed Origins with her entire heart. Whenever she isn't busy, she's ready to sit on her couch and just play for hours. She also loves the games Odyssey and Mirage from the same franchise, but Origins holds her heart entirely.

Nilay's author career claims are Costanza Casati, Elif Shafik, Emily Watson, and Shannon Chakraborty. To be specific: The Daevabad Trilogy by Shannon Chakraborty, with The City of Brass (2017), The Kingdom of Copper (2019), The Empire of Gold (2020), and the novella The River of Silver (2022) ; The Adventures of Amina al-Shirafi by Shannon Chakraborty (2023), The Tapestry of Fate: An Amina al-Shirafi Adventure by Shannon Chakraborty (2026), and an Untitled Third Amina al-Shirafi book ; The Sumerians Trilogy by Emily H. Wilson, with Inanna (2023), Gilgamesh (2024), and Ninshubar (2025) ; Babylonia by Costanza Casati (2024) ; There Are Rivers in the Sky by Elif Shafik (2024).

Growing up in Mardin, learning more about the history of the Near East and sharing that with others has been greatly important to her. She has enjoyed finding an outlet in writing that allows her to breathe for a moment without fear of being judged. It's one of the things she's most vulnerable about.

For her whole life, Nilay has believed herself to be unlovable. Her parents left her without a second thought; who's to say that no one else will? She has guarded herself her entire life, so breaking her guard down with her partner only to be betrayed has left her shattered. Now, she's began to believe that she is undeserving of love, now that this has happened.

#PARTFOUR     .   .   .    CONNECTIONS.

i used to think of you as someone that would never ever hurt me, ever ( muse a, nilay aslanbey — self, ex-partner ; muse b, tba — ex-partner )

#PARTONE     .   .   .     GENERAL  INFORMATION.

name   ravee valentina dubois.     nicknames  +  aliases   professor dubois, to her students.     age   +   dob   thirty-two ,    february 14th, 1993.     titles   the muso.     birthplace   bangkok, thailand.     residence   new york city, new york ( 22 years ) ; los angeles, california ( 10 years ).     gender  +  pronouns   cis-woman    ,    she / her / hers.     sexuality   panromantic pansexual.    spoken  languages  thai, french, german, hindi, english, spanish (fluent) ; greek, latin, italian, brazilian portuguese (intermediate) ; mandarin, vietnamese, arabic (beginner).      faceclaim   davika hoorne.     hair   dark soft black.     eyes   dark brown.     height   5'9".     build  slender with soft curves, dancer-esque.     ethnicity  biracial ( thai and belgian ).     tattoos, piercing + body modifications  a sak yant tattoo of two tigers and a prayer she got in bangkok the summer after she graduated from high school and traveled throughout her home country for the whole summer ; sandro botticelli's birth of venus's venus outline on her inner right forearm ; michelangelo's the creation of adam-inspired hand of god reaching out to adam on the back of her right arm, above her right elbow ; a lotus lantern on the back of her left arm, above her left elbowm ; an owl from a medieval bestiary manuscript behind her left ear ; leonardo da vinci's vitruvian man on her left inner forearm ; william the blue faience hippo from the met on her right side next to her boob ; albert lynch's joan of arc's outline on the back of her right bicep ; alexandre cabanel's the fallen angel eyes of lucifer trampstamp ; notre dame de paris rose window on her back, right shoulder ; carpe diem on her right middle finger ; slainte mhath underneath her left breast ; a caryatid head outline on her left shoulder ; moulin rouge's "the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return" on her back, left shoulder ; idina menzel's character, maureen johnson's, line "there will always be women in rubber flirting with me" from rent across the side of her right outer forearm in idina's handwriting ; a gargoyle from notre dame de paris on her outer left ankle ; irene papas' profile on her left bicep ; the word "art" in a red, typewriter-font above her right wrist ; a musical play/pause/reverse/forward/repeat tattoo on her left wrist ; more tattoos to come | standard double lobe piercings ; singular helix piercing, right ear ; singular tragus piercing, left ear ; double nipples piercings ; belly button piercings ; tongue piercing ; septum piercing ; more piercings to come | both nipple areolas have been modified to be in the shape of a heart.    distinguishing marks  freckles across her face.     star  sign   aquarius.     deadly  sin   lust.     heavenly  virtue   diligence.     occupation   humanities professor at the nearby community college ; instagram and tiktok content creator.     mother   deepika dubois ( nee. kapoor ) ; alive.    father  vincent dubois ; alive.  sibling(s)   tba ; 9 total.     children   n/a.     significant  other   tba.     extended  family   tba.

#PARTTWO     .   .   .     DOSSIER.

trigger warnings: adoption

The Dubois have always held a name within the international entertainment industry. Growing up in Belgium, Vincent Dubois eventually went to school in Paris and filmed in various locations throughout Europe. Becoming a prominent auteur who'd earn praise for his provocative and thoughtful films. Meanwhile, Deepika Kapoor was a rising star in India. Doing collaborations in Indonesia, Thailand, Vietnam, China, Korea, and Japan, it wasn't long before every director across the globe began to desire her. Coveting over who would reign supreme and have her become their muse.

Vincent was victorious.

The two had met at the Nomad Games in Central Asia in 1989, connecting instantly over their differing views on which was the supreme epic story: Homer's The Iliad and the Odyssey (as vouched for by Vincent) or The Ramayana (as loved by Deepika). Both were attracted to the other's intellectualism and spent the next two months traveling throughout Central Asia together.

Months later, as they rang in the New Year together for 1990, they eloped.

Settling on New York City as their main home base had been a rather easy choice for the couple. They enjoyed the diverse and creative opportunities it held. And then soon, over the years, their family grew. Adopting ten whole children from across the globe and becoming a family of twelve.

In such a diverse and large family, there had never been a dull moment for the Dubois. It was something that the fourth child, Ravee, cherished deeply. As chaotic as it was, it was equally full of intense and magnificent love. Vincent and Deepika instilled a love of the world, for the arts, and a steady work ethic amongst their children. Ensuring that all of them knew what they needed to be fully rounded-out human beings.

For Ravee, it admittedly had been a challenging time trying to choose what she wanted to do as she got older. Her creativity shone brightly with age, developing a love and talent with the arts. Reaching university, she had opted to major in Humanities with a minor in Asian Studies. Eventually earning her major in the same with her final thesis regarding Asian Arts, specifically Thai culture.

Moving to Los Angeles for her Masters had been exciting. While she was more than familiar with the area, being able to live there full-time was an entirely new world for her. Especially since it involved being there with her best friend... And, of course, it leading to find the person who has now become her fiancé.

Falling in love was exciting. Of course, Ravee is an incredibly romantic person; she enjoyed looking at the world through heart-shaped, rose-coloured glasses. Even when there are moments that tinged at her heart, she would ignore those warning bells. Choosing to believe in what the world could be.

Living in Sunnyville Point since her initial move to the area and having been a Humanities Professor at the local university since she was twenty-eight years old, her heart is happy in Sunset Ridge. Ravee is forever curious about what else life will be throwing her way. And with the wedding on the horizon, she has found herself becoming more excited for the future... Even if she catches her breath seeing her fiancé and best friend near each other... and how they look at each other.

#PARTTHREE     .   .   .    QUICK FACTS & TIDBITS.

Ravee has been a content creator longer than she can admit. Originally using YouTube to upload short films, skits, and behind-the-scenes features from the theatrical and choir performances throughout middle school and high school, it has since then evolved in her doing reactions and commentaries to films, shows, music, books, and other art forms. Though she still occasionally shares a short film or BTS feature now and then.

Ravee is always creating. A new art work, a song, a dance, practicing a monologue, taking photographs and videos, or jewelry, she can't not do something with her hands.

She loves being involved with the university's theatre and music department, along with Sunset Ridge's local community theatre. She is hoping to put on a production of a Greek tragedy at some point in the nearby future and has been working on designs for it for years now.

Her family has wondered why she hasn't tried to get into the professional acting and music scenes, despite her great love for them. While there is a part of Ravee that has considered it, even having a few notebooks dedicated to potential EPS and albums, along with movies and series, she keeps holding off. Due to her family's status in Hollywood, she knows that she would have an easier time getting through doors. She wouldn't be able to help but wonder if she's truly talented, or because she has the right name.

#PARTFOUR     .   .   .    CONNECTIONS.

they're on the damn door, under me! ( muse a, tba — best friend ; muse b, ravee dubois — self, best friend and fiancée ; muse c, tba — fiancé )

no one's ever been more like family to me ( muse a, ivy bautista — roommate ; muse b, ravee dubois — self and roommate )

what it sounds like ( muse a, tba dubois — big brother and eldest dubois #1, inspired by dionysus ; muse b, tba dubois — big sister and eldest dubois #2, inspired by calliope ; muse c, tba dubois — big sister and eldest dubois #3, inspired by clio ; muse d, ravee dubois — self, middle daughter, and eldest dubois #4, inspired by erato ; muse e, tba dubois — little sister and eldest dubois #5, inspired by euterpe ; muse f, tba dubois — little sister and younger dubois #6, inspired by terpsichore ; muse g, tba dubois — little sister and younger dubois #7, inspired by thalia ; muse h, tba dubois — little sister and younger dubois #8, inspired by melpomene ; muse i, tba dubois — little sister and younger dubois #9, inspired by polyhymnia ; muse j, tba dubois — little sister and youngest dubois #10, inspired by urania )

you never had to earn our love ( muse a, tba dubois — father ; muse b, tba dubois — mother ; muse c, ravee dubois — self and daughter )

you are heavenly ( muse a, ravee dubois — self, ex-girlfriend, and childhood friend ; muse b, tba — ex-partner and childhood friend )

if you were a chapter ( muse a, ravee dubois — self, former musical lead partner turned rival ; muse b, tba — former musical lead partner turned rival )

la vie boheme ( muse a, ravee dubois — self, friend ; muse b, tba — friend ; muse c, tba — friend ; muse d, tba — friend ; muse e, tba — friend ; muse f, tba — friend )

tldr.

Atlas was born and raised in Phoenix, Arizona, with two older brothers and parents who didn't get along. He was an athlete in school and hung around with the popular kids, although part of him never quite felt like he fit in beyond his prowess in sports. He was about ten when his parents got divorced and it hit him a lot harder than his brothers, who were upset, obviously, but healed from it and learned how to live with the split, whereas Atlas felt gutted and continues to carry a shadow of the hurt around with him even now. He worked after high school, not terribly interested in college, and saved up money to travel. When he returned home, he spontaneously decided to pick up and move to southern California, where he completed a tattoo apprenticeship and now works as a tattoo artist. He doesn't actually have many tattoos himself, but loves bringing people's ideas to life and has always admired them on other people. A bit of a walking contradiction, he's a little bit Gym Bro Chad and a little bit Tattoo Artist Stoner. He's easy to get along with, but not as easy to really get to know, with a tendency to repress feelings that are hard to deal with.

family.

Mother: Willa Deitrich Father: Peter Matveyev Siblings: Roman Matveyev (brother, 38), Yuri Matveyev (brother, 36)

personality.

Pos. Traits: Friendly, easygoing, adaptable, dynamic, dedicated Neg. Traits: Repressed, mechanical, afraid of intimacy, avoidant Likes: Exercising, drawing old cartoons he used to watch, dark chocolate, swimming, hanging with his boys, dressing up for Halloween, fashion, shitposting, extremely hot showers, one-night-stands, early morning hikes, blue Gatorade Dislikes: Not meeting people's expectations, cooking, red Gatorade, being forced to have serious conversations

physical.

Hair color: Light brown Eye color: Dark blue Height: 6'2 Tattoos: Tba Piercings: Right ear pierced, usually wearing a small gold hope

headcanons.

At the gym daily, usually for at least two hours, sometimes more if he's not working; he absolutely puts his feelings into exercise as an outlet, not always in a healthy way

In general, extremely loyal, but he has a wandering attention and a tendency to let the people in his life fall by the wayside if he gets too focused on his own coping mechanisms and routines and especially when he gets really into a new hobby

Super easy to get along with, chill as fuck, likes everyone unless they give him a hard reason not to and even then he's more likely to ignore someone he dislikes than engage in a fight

That said, when he's pushed to his limit and all of his repressed emotions reach a boiling point, he gets heateddddd

Always been a doodler and a scribbler, it wasn't until he got older that he realized he could actually do something cool with his talent

Kind of disturbingly good at fwb because he just does not catch feelings easily and is fantastic at keeping sex and intimacy separate. This has gotten him in trouble rip

Loves dogs and cats but can't be fucked having one of his own so he's obsessed with all of his friends' pets

Big daddy issues. His dad bottles up his feelings too and it's always been hard for Atlas to communicate with him about stuff that hurts without it turning into a fight

bio.

Coming soon!

nonspecific wanted connections.

The lads <3

And all kind of regular friends, close, not so close, smoke buddies, gym bros, etc.

People who lives in the same building as him: neighborly rivalries (they're too loud, fights over a parking space, etc), friendly neighbors ("hey can I borrow some salt," their mail always gets mixed up, etc.)

Anybody he's tattooed ofc

A fwb that works super well, a fwb that went horribly, past hookups, exes

Someone who really gets under his skin and actually gets a rise out of him

People who are regulars at the same places at him, bars, clothing stores, etc.

specific wanted connections.

His older brothers

A coworker who has let Atlas practice on them and has a bunch of his random drawings tattooed on them now

An ex that broke up with Atlas because he was too allergic to intimacy and he's always kind of regretted it even though it's firmly over

Mykhala grew up the being the type of girl who dreamed big; despite outcomes not being the ones she would wish for when closing her eyes and blowing out birthday candles. Mykhala's mother and father, its not that they were absent , but they hadn't exactly been present either. Her mother and father were constantly absorbed by their failing marriage. Her parents attempted for years to work on their relationship and before they were able to truly heal the cracks, Mykhala was born. Mykhala was perceived as another obstacle between her family instead of the one to bring them together. Mykhala had only been eight when her parents divorced. Whenever it was that Mykhala learned to read: she never stopped. Reading wasn't only fundamental: it was the space for her to get lost in the nuance of storytelling. She enveloped herself in the feeling fairytale endings. She believed that each day, if she held on long enough, the universe would write in for her family to get their happy ending. She only had to wait for that coincidence to happen, the epiphany to occur to change the course of the Jackson's story. If Mykhala's family were written into a novel: there wasn't going to be a story arc where the ending was optimistic. The turning point in many stories involves a sense of retrospection and understanding. Mykhala thought that there was good in most, as long as you were willing to be open minded and caring. Early on it life it became quite a strength as well as a weakness in her character. She was trusting nearly to a fault: just as much to those who filled her bucket compared to those who didn't. Mykhala wanted to see the intentions behind every action as benevolent, even if it never was in the first place. Mykhala could be described in some ways growing up during her teens and twenties as a a girl wearing rose colored glasses. Mykhala waited for that day where her life would change and until it did, she would move her way through with the idea that she simply needed to be kind and patient with everyone. The daily skill of knowing how to read became her hobby and escape, and eventually a career. Mykhala enjoyed the predictability that came with being around books. She knew that she was always learning something, it brought people together in ways that she grew fond of, and she didn't have to pretend to be someone that she wasn't while nose deep between one chapter and the next. Mykhala loves to do anything that allows her to feel like a free spirit, but she also will hold herself back out of fear of embarrassment. Mykahla somewhat grew up feeling that she didn't deserve good herself; hence why her family didn't get through their misunderstandings or get their happy ending. By that thought, she simply lived life in a way that involved seeing others smile, even if she had to sustain emotional or physical damage.

little things:

Mykhala moved to town following her parents divorce (age eight), becoming the child of a single mother.

When she isn't reading, she can be found spending time in the park, roller skating, book binding, adding another page to her junk journal, practicing yoga, and belting her favorite broadway tunes.

She can be easily recognized sporting her rotation of tote bags printed with book paraphernalia, caffeinated induced rambling, and a faint scent trail of patchouli n' berries.

GENERAL DETAILS.BIRTH NAME: Eleonora Visconti NICKNAME: Nora, Nori AGE: 27 DATE OF BIRTH: November 2 (Scorpio) GENDER: Female PRONOUNS: She/Her ORIENTATION: Biromantic OCCUPATION: Crisis Communications & Reputation Management Consultant (specializes in high-risk public image containment, celebrity/client crises, corporate scandals, and discreet political clean-ups.) HIGHEST EDUCATION LEVEL: Master’s in Strategic Communications Undergrad in International Relations

MANNERISMS/HABITS: Fingers tightening around a wine glass when tension rises. Pressing her lips together before responding. Pausing a beat too long when thinking through all possible outcomes. Slipping into silence instead of confrontation. Rewriting emails three times before sending. Keeping her phone on Do Not Disturb even when she’s awake

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PERSONALITY.POSITIVE TRAITS: PERCEPTIVE, COMPOSED, STRATEGIC, ARTICULATE, DISCERNING NEGATIVE TRAITS: GUARDED, CONFLICT-AVOIDANT, SELF-SACRIFICING, APPROVAL-DEPENDENT

MYERS BRIGGS: INFJ — intuitive, observant, calculated with emotions, driven by meaning and responsibility. ENNEAGRAM: 1w9 — controlled, morally anchored, deeply self-regulated, seeks harmony and correctness while suppressing conflict. ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral — prioritizes structure, reputation, and order before personal desire. FEARS: Being a disappointment, losing control of a narrative, emotional exposure, becoming the problem instead of the solution.

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EXTRAS.

AESTHETICS.

Fingers ghosting over the stem of a glass while conversations hum around her. Soft, neutral palettes—taupe, ivory, charcoal. Apartment lights dimmed low enough to blur the edges of everything. Smiling at the right moments; nodding at the expected ones. Thinking three steps ahead of everyone in the room. Secrets kept like ledger entries. Espresso over ice sweating on a marble countertop. A stack of unread newspapers she still insists on keeping. City lights reflected on glass walls at 11 p.m. Untouched lipstick on the rim of a porcelain cup. A quiet luxury aesthetic edged with tension, restraint, and the softest hint of melancholy.

STYLE. Elevated minimalism: tailored trousers, silk blouses, structured coats in muted tones. Gold jewelry—thin hoops, delicate chains, nothing ostentatious. Low buns, soft waves, clean makeup. Shoes always practical, elegant, and silent on tile floors. She dresses like someone who knows she’s being watched but refuses to be read.

ROUTINE. Early riser. Makes her bed with precision. Reads three news sources before speaking to anyone. Pilates twice a week, a therapist she sees monthly but never opens up to fully. Commutes to her office or a client’s crisis room with an iced espresso in hand. Evenings are split between networking events, crisis calls that run past midnight, or solitary dinners eaten at her kitchen island while the city lights flicker below. Weekends are for resetting—errands, skincare, long walks, structured nothingness.

DIET. Balanced but particular: coffee for survival, salads with clean protein, Italian comfort food when she’s overwhelmed. Keeps a bottle of white wine chilling “just in case.”

GROOMING. Flawless but understated. Neutral nails, expensive skincare, perfume she applies sparingly but purposefully. Hair always neat, even when she’s tired. No one ever sees her disheveled.

SUBSTANCES. Caffeine regularly; alcohol socially but controlled. No drugs.

BOOKS. Nonfiction: politics, psychology, crisis case studies. Occasionally poetry when she’s feeling brave enough to confront her own interior world.

MUSIC. Soft electronic, mellow indie, quiet classical. Music that blends into the background and smooths the edges of her mind. Rarely anything with lyrics that cut too deeply.

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BIO

Eleonora “Nora” Visconti grew up in a family where perfection was expected and vulnerability was a liability. She was taught simple rules: appearances mattered more than affection, control was a form of power, and silence was its own version of loyalty. As the youngest and only daughter, she survived by becoming the composed one—the quiet one—the one who never created problems. She learned early how to move through rooms without disturbing the air. Her brothers were the heirs; she was the soft face of the family—polished, poised, and expected to excel without ever causing trouble.

Approval was everything, and she chased it subtly, carefully, never letting anyone see how much it mattered. Craving her father’s validation shaped her entire adolescence. Nora became the kid who blended discipline with decorum, who learned to swallow emotions before they fully formed, who figured out how to make herself indispensable without taking up too much space.

Now 27, she presents as polished and soft-spoken, carrying a constant tension beneath the surface. Nora knows more than she ever admits—about her clients, about her family, about the people she loves. She’s loyal but cautious, affectionate but withholding. She fears rocking the boat, so she steadies it, even when it costs her. And while she’s carved out a life, she can’t quite outrun the instinct to protect everyone but herself.

Her work reflects what she’s always done best: containing fires, controlling narratives, absorbing tension without letting anything break the surface. In crisis communications, she manages reputational disasters for celebrities, CEOs, and political figures. She’s the person people call when everything is falling apart—calm, sharp-eyed, unshakable. Fixing reputations feels familiar; she’s been doing it since childhood.