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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]gideon lee — all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach. don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash.
— gideon maynard lee was born on the seventh of november, 1948, to may ella and reuben lee on the family ranch in west eden, texas. gideon was the sixth out of seven children, the last of five boys, and his parents — especially his father — made it obvious that there would be nothing special in how they treated him.
— as a matter of fact, the only person in his family who really cared about him was his younger sister, virginia. his mother did, on occasion, shower him with affection, only to turn it to one of his older, stronger brothers or his sister whenever they came into view. he grew up feeling unimportant and useless, and quietly resented his family from the time he turned six until he was about ten, when he found a way to get the attention they never showed him.
— he got the idea while he was in church one sunday. the sermon that week was about getting closer to god, talking to god and even hearing god, and he figured there was no better way to get attention than to pretend to be a prophet. of course, his first attempts were small — just saying that god spoken to him at all was good enough. but after a while, that wasn't good enough, so he moved on to interpreting signs "from god" by the time he was thirteen. he once slaughtered cows from neighboring farms and insist it was god, angry at them for being "disobedient", and burned half a corn field to prove one of his prophecies.
— and by the time he was seventeen, he was the most beloved (read: feared) person in town, and the only person who knew he was a fraud was virginia, but only because she saw him drenched in blood the same night that the cows from the dearling ranch turned up dead. when she finally confronted him about it, it was too late. he had started to believe his own lies, and he really did think that god was using his hands to carry out his work on earth.
— he ran away from the ranch two months later, on the eve of his eighteenth birthday, and hitchhiked through the southwest, working odd jobs and picking up followers desperate for some kind of sign in their lives over the next three years. with ten of them, the ones he thought of as his version of jesus's disciples, he turned what was once the sierra hotel into a sort of commune for him and rest of the second saints, the name for the cult he founded.
— by the time the commune is up and running, his methods of producing signs and prophecies grew even more intense, to point of even gaining national attention on the cult. it started mostly as rumors, that he and his inner circle were plying the cult members with drugs to get them to listen to gideon. that alone was enough to get him on the wanted list in most conservative states, and when the news that he'd personally kidnapped a woman vacationing near the hotel to join his harem (which is partly true, in a way, but more on that in a minute), the tide of public opinion turned against the seconds saints.
— ok so about the kidnapping thing, it's true enough to be a misunderstanding, if that makes sense. the woman, henrietta nichols (peep that last name fam), had been on vacation when she'd met him, but she only found out he was a cult leader after she'd spent the night with him. as for the harem, it's technically not a thing, but i'll be honest, gideon's a thot, and it less harem and more "a group of girls all falling for the same fuckboy" situation.
— but anyways back to henrietta. being with her was just about the closest to being a normal person. he left the cult for a month and half, telling his followers it was for "spiritual clarity" but really it was just the two of them taking a road trip around california.
— and so at this point, he's just trying to decide between henrietta and his cult and it's angsty and dramatic and honestly idk why i'm posting him here bc all i'm gonna do is use him in a oneshot (because "die for you" by the weeknd fits him/his situation so well) or something but anyways yeah, here's this hoe.

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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]nate brandeis — she's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair. she'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, but yet she wouldn't care.
— nathaniel harrison brandeis was born on the seventh of march in 2001 to maura brandeis and wyatt sherman in seattle, washington. his mom is the principal at a local elementary school and his dad owns a club in downtown seattle. the two got divorced six months after nathan's third birthday, and his mom got remarried to michael brandeis, a hospital administrator, a year later.
— because of his stepdad, nate was raised jewish. he doesn't really feel any particular way about it, other than being a tad bitter that he can't eat normal marshmallows and has to go to the kosher grocery store in the suburbs to get a gelatin-free bag.
— the first instrument he ever played was the piano. his mom put him in lessons the minute he could move his chubby little toddler fingers, and then from there he went back and forth between the piano and the trumpet, which he played in school. he took up the bass when he was in the seventh grade, when his older step-brother noah brought him an old one from a band he'd crewed for that summer.
— he still has the bass noah gave him but now he's got a new shiny one that he loves more than he loves himself. he named it lorelei and he panics every time it even looks like she has a scratch on her.
— before he got his driver's license, he'd have to walk to his mom's elementary school after school and get a ride from her, which is how he ended up volunteering for the school's latch key program. it's pretty fun — he gets to hang out with kindergartners, mostly — but he's still confused as to why he's always the dog when the little kids decide to play family in the play kitchen.
— in addition to noah, he has two other siblings: an older step-sister named dove and a younger half-sister named charlotte. his favorite, without a doubt, is noah, but mostly because he gave him his first bass. he doesn't have any particular beef with dove, and his only issue with charlotte is that now that he has his license, he has to drive her everywhere.
— dove and noah got new cars when they turned sixteen, but nate got his mom's old ford escape and he hated it for a while, but he's come value the practicality of a vehicle traditionally driven by soccer moms.
— he still has no idea what he wants to do when he's older. his first thought is majoring in history and becoming a professor, but he also wants to major in marine biology because he thinks manta rays are sick.
— when he's not doing homework for his four ap classes, he's at band practice. he started his band the second semester of his sophomore year, and since then they've mostly been playing small gigs. they've performed at talent nights at local bars and they did a gig at nate's biological dad's club, but for the most part, they've stayed smalltime. which is cool with nate, since he's not banking on getting famous or anything.
— before dove went off to college, she would sneak him backstage to see all the bands playing downtown. it's the reason he started a band in the first place, because ten year-old nate thought it would be cool.
— his entire family are cat people which is how they ended up with three cats: simone, marge and patrick. marge doesn't like nate, so his favorites are simone and patrick, but especially patrick because patrick makes the best memes.
— he's bisexual and he's wanted to date crows's faulkner frost since their freshman year, but he's been keeping it lowkey because they've been friends for years now and he doesn't want to "weird him out" or ruin their friendship.
— charlotte braids his hair every chance she gets and nate doesn't even mind it at this point. she once braided his hair with neon pink extensions while he was asleep as a "prank" but then yelled at him when he acted like it was completely normal.
— his ideal date is going whale watching in puget sound and the other person listening lovingly to him go on and on about the migration habits of gray whales and the differences between them and blue whales.

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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]jacqui collins — you can paint me any color and i can be your clown, but you ain't got my number. yeah, you can't pin me down.
— jacqui marie collins was born on the ninth of april in 1999 to ivelisse and manolito acosta in queens, new york. her father was a preacher at a small catholic church a few doors town from their apartment while her mother was a stay-at-home mom. jacqui was one of two boys, including her brother mateo, up until she was seven, when she decided that she would start her transition.
— her parents found out about her when her mother caught her playing around in her makeup when she was ten. they didn't put her out on the streets, though — as it would look bad on them if they put their child out on the streets for everyone to see — so instead they put her in foster care and told everyone she died while visiting her grandparents in puerto rico. jacqui bounced from home to home for about two years, and ended up with amanda collins, a thirty year old who worked for the city of newark.
— it was amanda who helped her transition, as she's the one who got jacqui on hrt and plans on helping her pay for her reassignment surgery. jacqui still vividly remembers sitting with amanda on their living room floor, looking through baby books so she could find a name that really felt like hers.
— she and amanda moved to newark the summer before jacqui's freshman year. jacqui went to a pretty liberal school, so she didn't have to worry that much about being trans. this is when she got into marina and the diamonds, and for the longest time she wanted to go bleach blonde because marina was a bleach blonde. amanda talked her out of it, thankfully, but now that jacqui's out the house, she's still thinking about it.
— she goes to smith college in massachusetts, which means she's had to deal with her fair share of terfs telling her she shouldn't have gotten in because she's just a dude in drag and other dumb shit like that. she tries not to give much of a shit, but the shit's starting to get to her. for now, though, she's just focusing on getting her sociology degree and getting the fuck outta college.
— her graduation gift from her friend ayanna was a rosy boa (not linking bc snake tw) that jacqui named marina after the queen herself. marina's in 70% of jacqui's ig posts, with most of those being edgy aesthetic photoshoots that probably end up getting used as tumblr icons.
— she's better than all of us and i really wanna flesh her out through oneshots and shit so that's what i'ma do

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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]adonis du couronne — when my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth. no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her.
— adonis guirec du couronne was born on the seventh of november in 1718 to adalene and henri du couronne in versailles, france, where his father served the king of france. his family stayed in france until 1720, when his family fell out of favor in the court and were given a sizable plot of land in new orleans in exchange for leaving versailles. adonis has no other legitimate siblings, as his mother died from dysentery a few months after they arrived in new orleans, but thanks to his father's philandering ways, there was a point where he was related to almost half the city.
— his father took the land given to them by the king and turned it into a sugarcane plantation. when his father died from a gunshot to the head, adonis took over the plantation. i really don't wanna go into the logistics of him owning a plantation because i love him so instead i'll talk about how by this point, everyone close to him is dead. he never really knew his mother, his father had died, and the nanny who had basically raised had died, too, so all he could really do then was wait for death to snatch his ass, too.
— he became a vampire a day before his twenty fifth birthday. he'd gone out to the bayou to "make a deal with the devil", what his slaves called the vampire that hunted there. words were exchanged, adonis started crying in a swamp, and boom, he was a vampire. he never saw the vampire that turned him again, and he still to this day has no clue if she's even still alive.
— he went two weeks on animal blood before he finally took his first victim, the house slave serving him dinner. he bit her wrist as she was moving to grab his plate and completely drained her in a little less than two minutes. he was so ashamed he couldn't even move for hours — all he could do was just sit there and look at her drained body, lifeless and still like a log. he hid her body out back so the field slaves could find it and instructed them to burn it in the morning, just so he wouldn't have to face the guilt of what he'd done.
— the guilt caught up to him a few days later, and with one of his mother's favorite candelabras he torched the plantation to the ground, freed his slaves, and took what was left of his inheritance and moved into the city, where he stayed until for almost two decades, when he finally got tired of it and moved up north to richmond, virginia.
— he stayed in the states up until about 1790, when he moved to london, lived there for the rest of the century, and from there he moved to paris and stayed there for almost twenty years. he travelled around europe and the rest of the world for years, even staying in india at one point.
— now for more recent history — he came back to the united states at the the turn of the 20th century. he stayed in harlem in the 1920s, had a decade-long affair with this universe's version of langston hughes, then ended it when he moved to california in the 1930s. seeing harlem, and his lover, crash after ten years of beautiful vibrancy was just too much on his old, dramatic soul, you know?
—i'm gonna move past the other decades because i'll probably do that in another post but anyways, let's skip to the 1990s, where at this point, his long hair is in and nirvana's his entire gotdamn soul. he had just gotten out of a long relationship with a former jazz singer he'd met through sascha, so all he was looking to do was chase the feelings he'd found with her and maybe not be so depressing all the damn time.
— he only cuts his hair once it goes past his shoulder blades and then he only cuts it to his shoulders. he can't stand not having long hair because it was the style of his time and he feels exposed without it.
— now he lives in brooklyn, in a room he rented from a old woman named darla. it's a nice enough place — darla cooks for him twice a day (though he never eats it, just says he's on a diet) and all he has to do is pay $200 in rent and help her out when she isn't feeling too well, which is fine with him.
— he really is sweet when he isn't lamenting the loss of old lovers and friends. it's all sascha, in all honesty, because the younger vampire really is his sunshiney friend who refuses to let him be a total bummer.
— he speaks seven different languages, including three romance languages, but whenever darla's granddaughter anya comes around, he suddenly can't remember any of them. he's been in love with her ever since he saw her on his first day, and whenever he looks at her he becomes the epitome of all "ready to risk it all" memes it's just tragic, especially since he's only spoken to her once.
— he's been alive for so long that sexuality labels don't even matter to him, but they matter to me so i'm gonna say it. he's a bisexual vers with no preference, other than strong beautiful women who could kick his ass and soft creative boys, because at this point he just wants to love and be loved. honestly same.
— he's been trying to keep his vampire nature on the low because even though darla's blind as a bat and wouldn't even notice if he came home drenched in blood, he doesn't want anya to find out before he's ready to tell her because on some real shit, he's already considering turning her and they're not even together. he loves being extra i guess.
— darla has three cats, bimbo, georgianne, and betty, who adonis absolutely adores. bimbo likes to sleep on his head and honestly he's not even mad about it.
— his number rule is to never turn anyone else into a vampire, as it's a lonely road, the only road he's ever known, and the shit sucks. he's come really close with a few old lovers, including the harlem poet, the jazz singer, and a commune mother in san francisco in the 70s, but he's never turned them, as he loves them too much to let him suffer like he does. how that'll go with anya, we'll see how i feel about it.
— he still has an absolute fuck ton of money, like enough that he could be living in a penthouse for the rest of his immortal life, but he stays with darla because he likes the company and it would be easier to leave if he rented a room rather than owned an entire apartment.
— him and darla are probably such icons tbh, like imagine this little old lady crocheting while a vampire with his fangs out and his clothes soaked in blood holds her ball of yarn and compliments her on her cross stitching. also, adonis wears every single thing darla knits for him. even if it's 112 degrees out, he'll wear a knit sweater for her and you know what? that's love bitch.
— i'll post some type of detailed timeline later maybe who knows

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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]theo mckenzie — i'm just young enough to still believe, still believe, but young enough not to know what to believe in
— theodosia alexandra mckenzie was born on the fourteenth of january in 2003 to alexandra agbe and david kassab in ann arbor, michigan. both her parents were seniors at the university of michigan — alexandra was an english major working as an ra in a freshman dorm while david was a biochem major. when theo was born, alexandra and david hadn't spoken for almost six months, and so the only person there when theo was born was morgan mckenzie, the freshman alexandra had "adopted" earlier that year. alexandra died almost immediately after theo was born, and her last wish was that morgan take theo.
— morgan named theo. he gave her her middle name because it was her mother's name, and he had just read a book about aaron burr the day before and thought theodosia would be a pretty name for a girl if he ever had a daughter.
— theo was the campus baby until morgan graduated. the sight of morgan walking to class with theo napping in the kangaroo carrier strapped to his chest was pretty common. his sophomore computer graphics professor is actually her godmother, and every time morgan came to her class, she would ask him to bring theo so she could teach the class with theo resting on her hip. she even visits at christmas.
— theo and morgan moved to syracuse, new york a few months after he graduated, when theo was four. they've lived there, in the same house for eleven years. at this point, it's covered with every school picture theo has ever taken and participation certificates and awards from things she doesn't even remember entering.
— she took her first dance class when she was three. technically, it wasn't even a dance class — it was her being babysit by one of the dance students morgan was friends with and toddlering her way through an intensive contemporary routine because the instructor thought she was adorable. she's been dancing ever since, but now she's switching from dance to cheer because she thinks cheer is cooler. it's worked out for her, as she's one of four sophomores on her school's varsity cheer team.
— she's an only child and it shows. she grew up being given pretty much anything she wanted, except the pony she begged morgan for when she was six, so she was definitely spoiled. she's not particularly rude — she mostly just gets very frustrated when things don't go her way, or when she's in a group project and no one does any work because she did all of it herself. it's just that earth sign energy,
— the minute she got a twitter, she started making white people jokes. she doesn't mean them, because she loves morgan, but she thinks they're absolutely hilarious. she makes fun of morgan for not being able to dance or season food all the time — and she says that his inability to season food is why she insists they cook dinner together, just so she can make sure everything is properly seasoned, but they both know it's because she loves doing stuff with her dad.
— her bedtime stories when she was a kid were all of the books her mom recommended to theo — think shakespeare plays and obscure 20th century literature — and she and her mother even share a favorite author. she's a lot more like her mother than she knows, even down to the way she looks at morgan when they're arguing and she thinks she's right.
— because of her biological dad, she's half-iranian, but it's not exactly something she thinks about too much. she just assumed her dad had died, like her mom, and so she's never given it much thought. she knows she's not white, though, and words can't even explain how many books and how many seminars morgan went to about how to raise a black child when you're white.
— theo is pretty persistent, enough that she got morgan to let her have not one, but two dogs. both are newfies, but buddy is almost twelve years old and kiki is a little under four months old. theo doesn't have a favorite, but if she did, it would probably be buddy. he slobbers everywhere, but he's not a nibbler like kiki is. she has amare, too, but she pulled on amare's tail too much as a kid and now he doesn't like her very much.
— she calculated morgan's birthchart once and now she reads their horoscopes for the day/week every morning at breakfast.
— she hasn't cracked or shattered a phone screen ever in her entire life. she's only ever gotten a new phone because it was gift or she dropped her last phone in water, which happened about twice. both times she was trying to throw a pool party on snap.
— she's very protective of morgan, meaning that when he gets not one, but two boyfriends, she goes into full protective daughter mode — including, but not limited to, flinging food at them at dinner and yelling "get outta my house!" like she pay bills there, setting traps that only seem to work on morgan and blatantly telling them they're ugly.
— has exactly twelve s'well water bottles scattered around various locations in her house. she has one in her cheer bag, one in her backpack, two in the fridge, and the other eight are god knows where.
— she's not a spoiled brat by any means — she volunteers at a woman's shelter downtown and teaches women there how to use shit like excel and google sheets to help them get good paying jobs, and she works at her city's library.