#theikosintro

living in the renovated haunted mansion always made mackenzie dream of something more, whatever came next. while their little sister hunted for the paranormal, mackenzie imagined what lead them to that point, what killed them, how they felt. as they grew up, they read about death a lot- nothing morbid, but they find it amazing how it manages to be the one thing that humanity can’t really understand. everything that once confused people eventually had an explanation, while death and it’s meaning eluded people. 

mackenzie fell in love with poetry, the art of remembering those that passed, collecting obituaries and photos of gravestones. they weren’t the best artist, keeping everything close to their chest, that it only seemed natural to go into mortuary science, the form of art that would never stand the test of time like a poem. it was fleeting, its beauty, but mackenzie found themself comfortable at the bottom of the hospital, the darkened corridors that seemed haunted to anyone else. 

minni seemed to want to find more, but mackenzie found themself in those small, dark rooms. death was inevitable, but mackenzie accepted that truth and warmed to it. they weren’t afraid, death was more like an old friend. 

anyone meeting them would find them rather morbid and unsettling, but that was mackenzie. living with ghosts and the dead all their life had made them comfortable with it, they knew it was the next chapter of life, and would help the transition for whoever rolled into their office a little easier. 

tldr: total edgelord poetry baby

reads the old classics a lot 

unashamedly big evanescence stan

* ✶ 「 jennifer garner, 46, cis female & she / her 」 welcome to the mortal realm, KATHERINE HEVEN — though, the fates whisper that they could only be ATROPOS reincarnated. it seems in this life they’re instead known for being a LIBRARIAN. what a downgrade. nevertheless, mortality can be confusing, so it’s understandable they can be UNDERSTANDING and ATTENTIVE, but also IMPULSIVE and SPITEFUL ; maybe that’s why they remind people of BLOOD // WATER by grandson ? but not all history is washed away by time — just as the poets say, they still remind others of EERIE SILENCE INSIDE AN OPEN & EMPTY DARK ROOM, OVERLOOKING A TOWERING CLIFF, and DUST BLANKETING A BOOK THAT HASN’T BEEN OPENED IN YEARS. hopefully this life treats them a little better. [ hazy, 23, est, she/her ]

( 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚅. )   𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐎𝐒,  𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅  𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓.

atropos  was  a  miserable  being  with  an  even  more  miserable  duty  to  fulfill.   she  was  one  of  the  three  fates,  who  held  a  person’s  life  so  delicately  &  carelessly  in  their  hands  all  at  the  same  time.   she,  herself,  was  particularly  in  charge  of  cutting  the  thread  of  someone’s  life,  choosing  the  manner  of  someone’s  demise.   her  call  was  final,  which  summoned  many  arguments  between  her  &  the  other  fates.   she  was  ruthless  as  a  fate,  untouched  &  unbothered  by  any  decision  she  had  to  make.   compassion  was  lacking,  even  though  she  had  her  moments  of  hesitation  here  &  there. 

( 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁. )   𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄  𝐇𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍,  𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏  &  𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒘.

in  her  current  state,  katherine  is  a  widow  &  childless  mother  who  had  grown  all  too  familiar  with  loss  &  tragedy.   she  lost  her  husband  &  daughter  in  a  climbing  accident  just  four  years  prior.   their  deaths,  although  abrupt  &  heartbreaking,  seemed  odd  to  her,  almost  like  a  punishment  of  some  sort.

she  met  her  husband  whilst  working  as  a  lifeguard  at  a  public  swimming  pool.   katherine  was  only  nineteen  years  old  when  she  met  cal  heven,  a  man  she’d  soon  fall  in  love  with  &  marry  at  a  young  age.   they  were  twenty - two  when  they  got  engaged,  but  barely  waited  a  full  year  to  have  a  proper  wedding.   inevitably,  the  two  bought  their  own  home  &  tried  for  kids.   their  first  few  attempts  were  useless  &  they  almost  gave  up  when  a  doctor  was  explaining  how  kat  could  be  infertile,  but  that’s  when  she  found  out  she  was  pregnant  with  their  daughter,  brenna  heven.   kat  was  twenty - eight  at  the  time  &  they  were  excited  to  be  parents.   they  did  everything  a  typical  pair  would   –––   decorated  a  nursery,  bought  all  the  toys  in  the  world,  &  awaited  the  arrival  of  what  seemed  to  be  their  miracle  child.

their  family  was  always  close.   kat,  cal,  &  brenna  were  as  normal  as  a  family  could  be.   kat  &  brenna  did  butt  heads  a  lot,  but  the  love  never  strayed.   their  home  became  a  safe  haven  for  brenna  &  her  friends,  along  with  kat  &  cal’s  own  friends,  as  well.   they  were  a  very  welcoming  family  with  lots  of  love  to  share.   kat  had  lots  more  to  share,  too.   she  was  an  author  for  a  while,  writing  mystery  novels  that  revolved  mostly  around  death  &  loss.   she  didn’t  know  why  such  inspiration  came  to  her  at  the  most  odd  times.   cal  was  a  lawyer  &  brenna  eventually  wanted  to  become  a  teacher.   everything  seemed  perfect. 

fast  forward  to  their  camping  trip  that  they  went  on  just  four  years  prior  together.   brenna  was  sixteen  at  the  time  &  the  family  decided  to  go  spend  a  week  in  the  wilderness  together.   these  family  trips  were  never  unexpected.   they  tried  to  go  on  one  every  six  months,  if  they  could,  &  they’d  been  successful  until  that  point  in  time.   august  seventeenth  was  the  day  they’d  decided  to  try  their  hands  at  climbing.   brenna  had  been  rock  climbing  before  &  kat  had  attempted  free - climbing  in  the  past.   this  wasn’t  exactly  uncharted  territory  for  them.   the  tragedy  struck  when  they  were  almost  at  the  top  of  a  mountainside  to  take  a  breather.   kat  had  made  it  to  the  landing  first  &  waited  for  her  husband  &  daughter  to  follow  suit.   they  were  just  a  few  feet  off  when  the  ropes  that  held  them  were  somehow  cut,  snapped  in  thin  air  &  out  of  nowhere.   needless  to  say,  kat  watched  the  both  of  them  fall  to  their  deaths  that  day  &  no  amount  of  cpr  or  ems  assistance  could  bring  them  back. 

yeehaw, everyone — !  🤠 my name is roro { he/him } ! i’m 23, live in est / gmt-5, and i stand by the fact that light!! yagami!! did!! nothing!! wrong!! i’m super thrilled to be here with you guys and i can’t wait to start writing with everyone! i’d like to introduce my son, Hyacinthus, better known as Hajun Sun. he’s a soft spoken individual, fond of flora, and incredibly doting. he aspires to become a florist, despite his parents’ resistance. 

profile page: { ♡ } wanted plots and connections: { ♡ }

hajun is the son of wealthy parents, who wanted to make sure that he had the best opportunities out there to succeed. in doing sou, they sheltered him and raised him upon strict rules.

while hajun didn’t really mind the uptightness of his household, he did wish he could have some say in the path his life would be going.

his parent’s intend to make him the successor to the family business, but hajun feels like he hasn’t lived anything enjoyable beyond his immediate inner circle.

he often feels worried that he isn’t working hard enough to please his parents’ wishes and often comes across as uptight and stuck up at first impression.

a perfectionist to a fault, he overwhelms himself with responsibilities and unrealistic expectations of success. even something as mundane as not being the winner of a tennis match between friends makes him petulant and irritable, brimming with childlike rage.

in reality, hajun is actually very warm and tender, always doting on those he cares about and makes sure to express his fondness to them as best he knows how.

hello, darlings! my name is moon ( she/her ), i am 21 years old, and i live in hell ( gmt-3 ) ♥ it’s really nice to meet you guys and i can’t wait to start writing with all of you. today, i bring you guys my boy APOLLO — better known as TAEIL SONG. he may look like an idiot and that’s pretty much what he is, but he can also be a wonderful friend and a very loving and caring person. he just wants to make music and have fun! you can read his full profile page here, but i’ll list some information about him below:

taeil dropped off college to become a musician, mostly because he noticed that as much as he really liked taking care of people, he is not the right person to become a doctor or a nurse. 

he noticed that music was his true passion when he started writing his own songs, he has always been a good writer. he finds it easy to write poetry and create melodies, so why not turn that into his career?

his parents didn’t really like that, at all... but taeil isn’t the most obedient son, so he ignored what his parents told him to become who he really is.

he founded a rock band right after giving up on college, the ASHES TO ICHOR! the band has five members, and taeil is one of their two guitarists, as well as the songwriter.

he doesn’t sing in public, few people have ever heard him singing.

he has barely spoken to his parents after he moved out of their home, and now he lives with his roommate and best friend, hana.

personality wise, he might seem like an asshole because he’s so stubborn and over-confident, but the more you get to know him, the more you start to notice how caring and sweet he can actually be.

he has a warm heart, he’s very empathetic and like stated above, he likes taking care of people — his loved ones, friends, and even people he barely knows. 

he likes being helpful.

PLOT IDEAS:

band mates! please, give me the band members... they’re 1 vocalist, 2 guitarists, 1 bassist, and 1 drummer. ( any gender, any age )

exes. well, let’s say taeil was kind of a heartbreaker before he met his current significant other. ( any gender, has to be around his age ).

childhood friends. probably mythological siblings, people he used to be close with when he was a god, and he’s still close friends with now that they’re mere mortals. ( any gender, any age )

“enemies”. they just don’t like each other... we can think of actual reasons for them to dislike one another, but it could be something silly as one of them not liking how the other acts.

admirers. i used this word because i don’t wanna say “fans”, but that’s pretty much what they are. they’ve listened to the band’s music, and they’ve enjoyed it. and since it’s a small band for now, it is pretty easy to bump into him or the other band mates.

about / socials

Miranda liked to break her life down into sections. There was the before and and there was the during and there was the after. Everyone tells her she’s in the after now, that she’s made it through the hardest part, but it still feels like she’s in the middle, stuck in a never ending loop with only glimpses of the after. 

before 

Miranda was born to Hien and Aida Tien, the youngest of four, she discovered very early in life that there was very little she couldn’t get away with. All high expectations were placed on her elder sister and brothers meaning Miranda had freedom to make as many mistakes as she wanted and run a little wild. Not that she did, but the option was always there, which was nice to know. When she looks back on her childhood it’s with warmth and joy. Family dinners where they would all laugh and her brother helping her with maths homework and long afternoons in the back kitchen decorating cakes with her dad. Her childhood is tinged in yellow and smells faintly like baking bread and spices and sounds like easy laughter in country songs. 

during 

The diagnosis came two weeks after her sixteenth birthday. It’s sudden and unexpected and throws their family into chaos. Miranda feels her life slowly start to revolve around her dad's doctor's appointment and rushing to the bakery after school to help out. She does it willingly, gladly, happy to help in any way she can, to take a little of the stress off her parents' sagging shoulders and her siblings' stressed backs. 

She meets him when she’s seventeen and he’s twenty. Justin, who’s older and drives his dad's old car that he’d painted new and gives her flowers he’s stolen from neighbours gardens and showers her with pretty words that make her blush. He walks - staunters, really - into her life when she needs him most, when she needs someone most. Sweeps her off her feet and takes her on wild adventures through the city and convinces her to sneak out of her house late at night. When she’s with him, Miranda forgets all about hospital beds and medication littering their kitchen table and how her dad isn’t getting better. She tells him she loves him as they’re curled together on the back seat of his car and she believes him when he says it back. Kisses his collarbone and lets him kiss down her neck, saves every whispered compliment in her mind. 

Her dad's illness isn’t short and it isn’t pretty. Twenty rolls by with a shakily decorated cake and balloons in her favourite colours and everyone avoiding asking about college. She spends her little party holding Justin's hand and laughing with her dad and trying to memorise every little detail. He doesn’t see her turn twenty-one. 

He breaks up with her two days before the funeral. In a text. It’s a text she’ll always remember. Because it was two lines and he hadn’t even been bothered to fully type out the word ‘you’.

 ‘Can’t do this anymore. ur just too much right now and i dnt sign up for it.’ 

Very little makes sense in her life for the next few months. She wakes up, she gets dressed, she goes to the bakery, she mixes batter and decorates cakes, she hugs her mom and smiles with her sister, she goes home and sleeps. Trapped in a loop of the same things over and over and until it finally hits her what’s happened. 

Miranda doesn’t really remember turning twenty-one. She knows her friends take her out and tap glasses together as they do shots and her mom smiles at her fondly as she stumbles through the door later that night. Because all she can think about is how Justin had talked about how they’d spend her twentyfirst, all the plans and places they’d go, how he’d been excited, so she’d been excited. And how she’d spent most of it alone and that somehow, the pain of missing her dad had been overshadowed by someone else. It’s the first time she lets herself hate Justin and start to realise that all the pretty words and whispered promises hadn’t been true. 

after

Now she’s twenty-three and crawling her way out of the during with her nails still. She overhears her friends whispering worries about how she seems like a bystander to her own life. It knocks her back, hits her in the heart as she realises how true it is. So she starts to make an effort again. Starts to pick up the fallen bricks of her life and tries to rebuild. 

She starts with taking a more active role in the bakery, allowing her mom a chance to step back a little, to take more time for herself. It gives her something to focus on and pour her energy into and it’s just an added bonus that she finds the sounds of stand mixers soothing. Miranda’s first major change in the bakery was clearing out the space they’d used for storage, knocking down a wall and giving the place a small sitting area, effectively making it a cafe. 

She starts going out with her friends again, starts conversations first and brings up possible plans. She agrees to be set up on a date, and when it doesn’t go terribly she lets herself start looking to the future again. 

tl;dr : in summary, she had a very lovely childhood with two lovely parents and the regular amount of sibling drama. her dad got sick, she meets justin, her dad gets sicker, justin makes her feel special, her dad dies, justin ends it. it takes her nearly three years to realise that she never really dealt with her dad dying or her grief because of it, so now she’s in therapy and taken over running the family bakery by turning it into a lil cute cafe too. 

( miranda is very easy to get along with and will honestly talk to anyone because girl is way to trusting for her own good which is why she’s just gonna keep getting her heartbroken. she wants to see the best in people and will ignore all the red flags that pop up along the way, despite people's warnings. she’s actually really got her shit together when it comes to the business and networking and stuff, she’s just a hopeless mess when it comes to her emotions. )

headcanons / facts

she’s shockingly good at finding her way through mazes – hedge, corn or just drawn ones – she can find her way through in record time. whenever people ask her how she does it (if she’s cheating somehow), she simply shrugs and says ‘i just get a feeling about which way to go, so i go that way’. the same logic applies to detangling wires, especially headphones and messed up balls of wool. most of the time she doesn’t even realise she’s untangling something until it’s done and someones looking at her weird.

her parents bought their bakery when they first moved to the city and named it laurel leaf because the first time they met was when aida accidentally threw a laurel wreath at hien’s face. for the holidays the family always tried to decorate with laurel wreaths when they could, after hien died aida couldn’t face doing it for a long time. now that miranda has taken over the day to day running of the place she’s hung up a permanent laurel wreath above the door. 

because baking is basically her job she’s taken up knitting and running for hobbies. there’s a basket on the counter at the bakery of all the many, many hats she’s knitted free for anyone to take. she really hates running, but also knows it’s probably going to be good for her in the long run (ha!) so she just complains to whole time to her friends via text whenever she goes.

— *    ⟢ 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕤 !

full name: hadrian moreno

age: thirty-nine

date of birth: december 22nd, 1981

hometown: new york city, new york

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: bisexual, biromantic

zodiac: capricorn sun, scorpio moon, leo rising

myers-briggs: intj-t

hogwarts house: slytherin

+ likes: organized chaos, tailored suits, fast cars, a fresh cigar, his dogs, a glass of whiskey, watching the golden girls before bed, making deals, nice watches, reading the paper, and not much else. - dislikes: loud music, fighting in his clubs, breaking promises, cheap liquor, and a lot of other things.

hadrian moreno is a simple man. he doesn’t remember life much before he was eighteen and maybe that’s because he just blocked it all out. he just knows he didn’t have it easy. hadrian is a man of business. he takes his job seriously and doesn’t play games. his clubs are important to him and so are the people who work for him.. if you get on his good side. but, he will let you go easily if you aren’t keeping up your end. just don’t piss him off, okay?

grumpy cat as a person.

owns two clubs and runs them with an iron fist (not really but he doesn’t take any shit from his employees)

he is friends with some pretty sus people of the underground and more. and you can often find them doing work in some of back rooms of the clubs or even enjoying themselves to a show.

the two clubs are very different. one being a cabaret of sorts with burlesque dancers and a real elegant style. the other a more of the times night club for a younger crowd. take a guess where his main office is!

hadrian has a lot of money and doesn’t really flaunt it... but when you meet him you are aware from the shiny watch and well tailored suit.

he doesn’t do friends or relationships. he just stays to himself mostly. he puts on the charm for people who deserve it— but in his eyes most people don’t deserve it.

that isn’t to say he doesn’t “woo” people. hades has had his fair share of “lovers”, if you will. he doesn’t mind a companion for the night but prefers they’re gone by the morning.. or right after really. he has a reputation for telling people they can go home now. which isn’t very nice, but he doesn’t like to share his bed.

also hadrian is a dog-dad. he has three pups affectionately named it, ted, and jack. yes it as in he didn’t give the poor dog a name and then the other are named after serial killers. very subtle, hadrian.. very subtle.

being a dog dad means they go with him wherever he goes. especially it (being the smallest after all) while sometimes the other two stay back at his office to protect it.

bi™️ enough said there.

— *    ⟢  𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 !

an assistant: someone who helps him run his life. he is a busy man with his hands in many projects.. he needs help.

exes: probably ended bad.. not probably it did. hadrian hasn’t dumped someone and it end well before.

only pal: a man needs at least one friend.

I’ve gotta be honest I’m still working this little homeboy out. 

Hyunwoo is Cerberus reincarnate so ...soft puppy vibes..duh.  

But he’s also very guarded, no pun intended...(get it... he guards the gates of the Underworld. lol.)

He is super loyal (I promise I’m not just writing a golden retriever I swear) but can be kinda cold and standoffish with people at first. He holds those he lets close in very high regard but it takes a lot for him to let people into his circle. Basically he’s a judgy little bitch but I’m gonna get him to work on it, okay?

Works at the museum behind the desk and tbh is really tired of his job but at the same time he’s one of those losers who hangs out at his place of work when he’s not even on shift just to annoy/hang with his co-workers (literally me at my own job)

He’d love to get a job doing bar work and spends way too many hours of his day scrolling through mixology videos on social media. 

That being said he is super immature so I really don’t know how our boy could handle that. Not a huge drinker, can deffo handle his beer but loves to experiment and mix weird concoctions for his friends...not all of which work out tasting/looking as good as first intended