BROKEN CLOCKS (gallery)

[paddy]

she's a qt and i love her

she's a qt and i love her

she's a qt and i love her

[vix]

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maximiliano middle last

— maximiliano is a mouthful so much that even he doesn't like to say it. instead, he resorts to the simple name of max and even the one real friend he managed to make (someone who pretends that he knows what he's doing but hasn't the slightest idea) calls him maxi pad, which he does not understand at the least.
— eighteen years old, going to be graduating from high school soon and regardless, his mother is afraid to let him go. he's her baby, the one who has trouble dealing with life from the beginning, the kid who broke down during daycare because it was just too much, but max decides otherwise and that he's ready for the world although sometimes he goes in without really understanding the consequence.
— actually, he lives by the words of his therapist who does her best to help him when he asks for suggestions, her words almost become a sort of law. "willa says" and this has become sort of an issue for his mother because willa is encouraging him to become the person who he wants to shape himself to be, whilst his mother is afraid and fearful for him: to get hurt, to fuck up, to actually be human
— if you haven't realized it by now, then let's just establish it: he's on the spectrum. more high functioning, but there's obvious struggles and certain textures and sounds that bother him. it's been quite obvious that it's effective to every day life because a lot of kids find him weird, and he takes everything literal, like he really doesn't understand sarcasm or metaphors unless explained to him.
—  wants to be in a relationship and has gone as far as to surf the internet on how to flirt, has watched romance movies on what to do and how to please an romantic interest, or how to tell if you like someone as if that could be cemented in by just simple steps. if someone is flirty with him, though, he can't tell unless someone points it out to him and he has trouble knowing emotions unless they're explained to him.
— owns a cobra that he’s surprisingly not afraid of named Miguel. Once, after putting the mouse in there, he’d sat there just to watch Miguel eat his food like, he forgot to have his dinner
— there’s times where particular words get stuck in his head and will repeat in there and sometimes he says them out loud whether that’d be in public or alone in his room. Once got in trouble for saying “skank” in the classroom right in front of his teacher
— when it comes to food, he’s not hard to please. He doesn’t like most fast food but he does like food in boxes over “home made” though he’ll eat certain kinds. He hates fish because of the texture and shrimp as well.
— absolutely obsessed with wildlife to the point it’s almost unhealthy. He has a bucketlist that his father helped him make when he was about six years old and every time there’s the slightest thing he wants to do he will put it on there no matter how simple
— oh yeah about his family life. He’s the only child from his mother before his father separated from them, his mother secretly thinking it’s because his son was autistic. Max had never perfectly been affected by it as he’d never really had a relationship with his father. She remarried to a man with two younger kids who find him odd
—  got into football (soccer) when he was younger, mostly because his father was intrigued by it and he wanted to get him into something that he was into so they could bond. Surprisingly and to this day, max is good. I’m absolutely positive he could put most of his school’s  soccer team to shame but he refuses because interacting with the team makes him uncomfortable
— works at “game stoppers” which is like a rip off to game stop, which is right across the street from them. Max is lucky to witness how pissed his best friend’s father gets when he tries everything in his power to get people to come over to game stop without any luck and sometimes max and his best friend are forced to go out and point that arrow thing towards game stoppers to at least get the slightest bit of traffic
— most of the time wears ear cancelling ear phones everywhere he goes and he’s become so attached to him it took forever to convince him to not wear them in school during class
— also a very intelligent boy he wears just about straight As without even really having to study
— his father is Mexican American and actively spoke Spanish around him so he speaks It fluently despite his father barely being in his life anymore. His mother is Caxcan Native though she’s dismissed Spanish in their home due to their living in suburban home with PTA meetings being in English so she had to make sure Max knew English for survival

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maximiliano middle last

• gonna be the my sweetest baby

[crows]

i trust him

[vix]

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dakota middle last

— so i'm lazy as shit right now so i'm just going to be putting the basic sthuff so that way everyone just knows how he is or w/e
— dakota is sort of a pyromaniac(?) i guess this is the most imperfect thing about him and what landed him in his foster home. his mother, she's half-white half-hispanic and a result of a teenage pregnancy which he never knew or at least never remembered his father. his mother used to take cabs to rich houses and clean them so she could afford their next meal. well, one day while they were in the house caught on fire. although it was dakota's fault, his mother took the blame putting him in jail and forcing him into a foster home. dakota was depiction of a picture perfect: he was a gentleman, hilarious (purely on accident, sometimes he tended to ask empty questions), and just a seemingly passionate kid but it always seemed to be ruined when they figured about what landed him there.
— dakota himself might have had a few problems that landed him in therapy, including his obsession with fire. he had a case manager who put him into therapy to maybe find the source, just figuring it had something to do with his mother's starting the fire. because of this, it sort of landed him admitting what he was did when he was around ten years old. they figured he was making it up so nothing was ever said. he does tend to exaggerate lots when he's a little kid and it follows him into his teenage years. whoops.
— pretty emotional when it comes to himself, and those he truly cares for he could sometimes see red flags but when it comes to the feelings of others, he can be kind of insensitive. he doesn't mean to be, but he just happens to see some people 2D, especially if he doesn't know them too well.
— when he is fifteen, he is adopted by lights who was fairly young the time. the two ultimately hit it off because, even though dakota was looked at as a pretty boy who struggled in making it in school, and on the road somehow saw more on him. whether it'd been a father-son relationship or a brother relationship, dakota was able to naturally fall into the comfort of lights homelife, as he had with those before him, though he didn't quite care for them the way he cared for lights. lights is able to handle his empty questions and lighthearted banter and if anything, does good for him. dakota is now nineteen years old, going into college to be a surgeon, something he knew he wanted to be ever since he was eight years old.
— one of those people who just?? if he gets to know you and ya'll literally just introduced yourselves, walks around in boxers or sweatpants and with his shirt off as if that's casual shit and since he's a pretty oblivious lil shit he would most definitely need to be told to put his shirt or pants on so that's that.
— still pretty solid in his obsession with fire, but it's not as intense as it was when he was a child. he still likes lighting candles in his room and the only reason you can convince him to smoke weed is because he likes the way it burns so i mean that's pretty solid.
— he likes college more than high school, though that's because there's super fun parties that he goes to and sometimes he happens to put them over his work and without the constant help of lights, it causes his grades to slip. he's smart enough to do things without the help of lights but he doesn't quite realize that and tends to skip class here and there and it isn't just because of the partying, but also because the fact he works at a gym when he isn't so he's busy okay
— isn't a personal trainer but sometimes presents himself as such to the hot people so he can, you know sleep with them. what, you thought he was innocent?? yikes.
— can't drive for shit, but tries driving anyway. one of those people that either are eradically pumping to brakes or hitting the gas. luckily hasn't gotten anyone killed yet.

[fuentes]

im da-dying for dakota thanks m8

[vix]

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karelma malavé

– maniac pixie dream girl trope
– she's the daughter of an immigrant, a dreamer, brought to america when she was only a child; although they were on a budget and struggled because her mother absolutely refused the help of her tío (who was thriving at the time) everything was alright as long as they had each other. karelma remembered feeling as if she were almost unstoppable, even with clothing a little too big for her and backpacks bought from the goodwill until she came home to her mother -- gone, taken when she was only six years old. she was upset and doesn't understand, even to this day. she now lives with her tío who has basically become her best friend and she hadn't realized true luxury until she lives with him, a successful man who owns two successful bars that lives in a luxurious house in a luxurious suburb
– always seems happy, seems wild and enigmatic, the kind of dreamy poetic books that john green would write books about if that girl happened to be puerto rican. she wants more in life, there's no doubt about that and she has that way of sugarcoating it behind romantic words. but it isn't because she grew up that way. well, sorta. she got into theater when she was twelve years old so she didn't have to come back to a lonely house and suddenly, she was reading scripts for the hell of it. even now, she's still a theater nerd and considers them like her second family, which is almost an honor towards those who she barely speaks to. but that's not saying she doesn't want to. the thing about karelma is that she's kind; she's not contained by any cliques or group of friends, she'd have the most intricate conversations with almost anyone. some girls, the jealous ones who's boyfriends have had crushes on her once in their lives don't buy the facade, though and because of that she's had rumors, has had secrets posted about her. nobody knows what's true and what's not about her only magnifying that hella mysterious aura
– Now that she's older her tío has become her best friend. He is supportive in the woman who she is becoming to be and pushes her to find herself. Some of the judgmental hoes who don’t know their story try to explain and judge that he’s too lenient of her (for letting her “sneak” the alcohol in his bar, gamble with her, talk to her about almost everything) of everything but he has some rules: as long as she doesn’t do hardcore drugs, become an alcoholic, or date a yt boy she’s good enough for him.
– not everything is perfect, unfortunately, because even though he lets her make her own decisions socially, he gives her a budget on money and she has chores for as long as he lives in his house. If she finds a job? It’ll stop but karelma is sort of stubborn when it comes to that. There are times where she steals his black card or manipulates others into spending on her because she tends to splurge.
– when he takes away her car and any form of contact, however, she becomes suddenly chill; she’ll instead find refuge in her local goodwill and spend hours there reading books or adding some into her collection. In all honesty, besides the yoga pants, goodwill is where she still gets a lot of her clothes because she loves the vintage look
– a fickle girl, her interests and obsessions change like the weather especially when it came to Christianity. I guess you could say she’s intrigued by religions and she’s converted from Christianity to Buddhism back to Christianity. To this day, she’s a Christian and finds safety with having bible study with the youngest kids. She’s developed relationships with each one of them and sometimes even takes them it away from the church 

[vix]

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kalman middle last

— um so is called kal for short, but soccer buddies have also nicknamed him as kalman (pronounced callman) when they need something, which often they need his mom’s minivan to take them places so there’s that
— in case you weren’t aware, yes, he on the soccer team and he’s actually one of the best on his team, which he feels is pretty legitimate for his future as he’s goes to a private school full of gifted white kids and to this day, he’s not sure exactly how he got in besides the fact that he lives nearby
— he’s jewish. Well, his father is Jewish, his mother is catholic so imagine what it’s like being split between two religions. He’s been baptized, he’s had a bar mitzvah, he goes to catholic to this day and his dad sometimes makes the hour drive to celebrate Hanukkah with him so he’s sort of living the best of both worlds
— speaking of bar mitzvah at his, he got drunk by accident because he got ahold of his dad’s daiquiri without knowing and then revealed drunkenly that he was gay during his speech. Now, this is when he was thirteen years old and he barely remembers but since he was laughing about it everyone luckily figures he was joking but I’m sure that one of his twelve cousins that won’t let him live it down
— but yes, he’s gay as fuck but there’s something about him that isn’t ready. He is accepting towards the fact with himself; he’s known he’s liked boys since he was five years old but Jesus every time he wants to tell family or friends it’s never the time and speaking of boys, he gets hella nervous around the ones he thinks are cute. It took him awhile to get used to being around to one of his hella cute teammates
— his whole room is overly clean by his choice. everything is carefully organized but it’s not his fault. He probably has learned it from his mother, as their house is basically the epitome of one of those furniture catalogs.
— He isn’t really the party type of guy. His teammates literally have to drag him to one after excessive convincing from his mother and even then, he comes up with lame excuses to cancel plans. The only time he really likes to go out is probably when they’re going to Apple Bees and it’s his teammates and only his teammates and even then he tends to be one of the quietest guys there.
— because he’s a jock, a lot of people tend to judge a book by its cover and he’s labeled as a plausible asshole but he’s anything but. He’s one of the sweetest guys ever and believe it or not, he’s intelligent without even trying. He likes poetry and reading and that’s probably what he’s doing when he’s not at soccer practice or at church.
— allergic to dogs but loves dogs. allergic to cats but still loves them regardless.
— has a tumblr under the name of blue-oreos because his favorite color is blue and he absolutely loves Oreos at any time — lunch, breakfast, dinner, brunch. In this tumblr is where he reblogs poetry never writes some of his own about feeling almost solitary in his queerness
— his mother is an interior decorator, and a successful one at that so more often than not, every one to two years, she gives the whole house a makeover and she’s freaking killer with parties and decorating for holidays
— track suits and windbreakers make up most of his closet.
— has a set obsession with things that are eerie like, hotel hallways in the middle of the night or target and Walmart at 12 in the morning
— the shy type of romantic; when he’s holding hands with you and someone is to point it out, he gets all blush about it but he’s not afraid to also show you off to the world. In fact, he’d want to. He wants everyone to know how happy you make him

[sultan]

I LOVE KARELMA AND I'M EXCITED FOR KALMAN

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I LOVE KARELMA AND I'M EXCITED FOR KALMAN

I LOVE KARELMA AND I'M EXCITED FOR KALMAN

I LOVE KARELMA AND I'M EXCITED FOR KALMAN