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DΞΔN
"Useful servant, but a dangerous master."
GENERAL
Age: 24
Character Type: Domer
Orientation: Bi
Position: Top
Status: Single :)
Things that get him off/Kinks: Generally caring for someone including being a dom, daddy, master, whatever the other requires. Having control over someone else. Being treated coldly, having to chase.
Writing Style Preference: 3rd, as detailed, as possible, I kinda get lazy sometimes tho :D
Timezone: UCT +00:00
BIO
Keen on participating in exciting activities, which often pose physical danger, one could easily label him as a thrill seeker.
This fixiation of his started in his young years. When he was a teenager to be exact. He grew up with his mother, a single parent who had lost her touch of motherly love and kindness, for the sake of business, and making money. Dean did not necessarily blame her for anything, he just felt extremely bored with his 'ordinary' life, which led him to spend his money on clubbing, strip-clubs, drugs, cigarettes, anything that included the thrill of him getting caught, and possibly tarnishing his mother's impecable reputation. Furthermore, he developped an affiliation for people with cold characters who unconciously reminded him of his mother.
In his teenager years, although rebelious, Dean gave his best to try and get close to his mother, ignoring every single blow she threw at him, both physical and emotional. He saw right through it, he saw her pain, her regret, the way he painfully reminded her of his father, everything. Thus he accepted her twisted way of loving. Although she never expressed it, she loved him back, and he knew that, and that was all he needed. Because he would rather have someone hurt him, but be there for him in their own way, rather than being perfect and loving until things get hard.
Such was the case with his father, who in his own eyes was as good as dead.
He had convinced his mother they would have a perfect family together in order to have her marry him, as she was originally from a wealthy family. Somewhere along the road, his plan collabsed, and he had her work in order to pay the bills, rather than take things into his own hands himself, as he should have with a pregnant wife. Soon after Dean arrived into the world, things were quite rocky for the newlywed couple, and since the baby's mother could not possibly work any longer, and her pride was too high to go and beg her family for help, her only option was to ask her husand to do the right thing and support the family. However, instead of doing so, one night after Dean's mom had passed out after tending to her baby, his father had taken out all the cash and anything valuable out of the house and into darkness. And like such the baby boy never met his dad, and his mother was in for a rude awakening for the salty truth of the reality she was to deal with from now on. Keeping herself afloat whilist taking care of her baby left her with a cold heart and money-oriented mind. But deep inside her only reason to continue both her business and her life was always Dean, and he understood her very well as he like no one else could read each of her somewhat affectionate words, and each of her kind gestures towards him.
Growing up carrying the heavy weght of guilt for having his mother put her hapiness and her life aside in order to tend to his needs had him develop an overly empathic character. He lacked interested in anything apart from other human beings. Thus, his growing love for the thrill had him get involved in darker paths, ways of crime, and mischief. The wrongness of what people were involved in around him did not matter, what mattered were their twisted souls and dark stories which he ached to hear, comprehend, and offer his aid.
Getting involved in gangs and street violence was rather rough, but the boy was able to withstand the lifestyle, thanks to his intelligence and friendly attitude towards others. Getting down and dirty with whoever needed the warmth of his touch did not phase him, and helping others in his own unique way, gave him a sense of purpose. Some pointed fingers and his neighbours were not extremely fond of him, nor the noises coming out of his apartment, but he did not give a damn. He did not care about the nature of the people he was involved, nor the illegality of his field of work. Slowly moving his way within the hierarchy, he never had the hit-man type of force, nor skill, however he was employed within the intelligence part of his gang. He was utilized as a person who negotiated with other parties, carried news, came up wih plans of action, and looked after paper work and accounting. People in his 'family' as they liked to call it, looked up to him and accepted him as a figure of authority, someone worth of respect as he never cared about being cocky, and never spoke without reason to do so.
Before being brought in to the Dome, he got himself involved in a big drug deal needing his attention, however his position had been given away as almost the whole gang got uncovered due to undercover cops on the other side of the deal. He felt the need to take one for the team so he turned himself in withstanding rough questioning and all sorts of tactics to squeeze information out of him. Due to the nature of his job being entirely tactical, he almost instantly figured out to keep in touch with his boss and run things from inside of whatever prison he was about to be put in.
Thanks to his mother never giving him the love he craved, he grew up to be a slightly reserved, yet somewhat clingy and goofy individual. Deep down inside he understood her all too well, and similarly he saw right through friends or strangers trying to put up a front similar to hers. He is quite silent and soft-spoken, gives out a calming vibe, and does not care aout background or wrongdoings of others. Is not interested in rules or laws posed by government or his boss altogether. The only way to make him follow a rule is to explain him the logistics behind it, and as the police had no intention of doing so, he had no intention of either listening to their rules nor respecting their authority. Also has had a samoyed dog called Gloria for a few years, which is basically what his life pretty much revolves around as it requires a lot of walks, brushing, training and care, and he is more than willing to provide that for his fluffy little baby.
One may mistake him for a person who is afraid of commitment, but in reality he deep down believes he is, to some extend unworthy of love, and thus he should offer whatever he has to offer to anyone that requires it. Overall avoids relationships. In a way he sees his own personality, and his flaws as disgusting so he safeguerds and keeps hidden his general personality, and gives people what they want out of him rather than voicing his own desires. The way he shows love and any type of affection is through .
His dream lover is someone who would accept the fact that he needs to offer himself, that being either to his lover or tlikewise o someone else. Other than that he is willing to offer love to pretty much anyone.
OOC CORNER (optional)
Hello cuties!
First and foremost, if we are roleplaying and you wish to either drop the plot or change it up because you are bored or unhappy with where it is going, DO NOT WORRY about letting me know. I am not generally a butthurt person and I wish people to have fun when interacting with my character so just honestly tell me as it is and we can work on it ~ :)
This is my first time going back to roleplaying in the last three years, so forgive me, if I am somewhat rusty or akward. I am a student, and I also have a job so somedays it might be hard to reply as fast or as good as I would like to. Thank you for your understanding and your patience if you do choose to interact with Dean. I am also quite new to this cite so please don't worry about letting me know if I am doing something the wrong wei :D.
Please feel free to hit me up for plotting of any genre storyline you would like to engage our characters in. *especially heheheheheh*
Some plot Ideas I was able to pull out of my ^w^:
[Caretaker: fluffy, ]
Dean has unfortunately fallen ill with an illness, that is the one widely referred to as the common cold or the flu. He takes it very seriously and claims that he is unable to get out of bed and that he is on the verge of death. Your muse offers to take care of him for a while until he gets back on his feet, however taking care of Dean requires more than just soup and cold medicine. He is especially clingy and sensitive and he argues that he needs to cuddle in order to feel better which entails him to not let your muse leave him for a second utilizing for the job the tacktics of whining and begging profusely. As he looks very pityful, your muse is tricked into the male's trap set with the sole purpose of getting affection. Once he feels all better, he is extremely apologetic for your muse having to put up with him when he is sick. He is determined to return the favour, however Dean has only one way of showing gratitude and affection, and that is - *badumtsss* .
[Give me a break, life and then you die: angst, crack]
Your muse walks in on Dean heavily intoxicated with a gun in his hand. He speaks of things comcerning his past he has never mentioned before and expresses his desire to put a bulet through his brain. Although he is slurring his words, his sentences seem cohesive enough for your character to believe his words. Your muse does their best at attempting to comfort the other as hot tears stream down his face. After a long talk, Dean finally gives up the gun and surrenders to sleeping in his bed. In the morning your muse wakes up with dark bags under their eyes as they had barely gotten any sleep to a refreshed and energetic Dean preparing breakfast. He seems to have no memory of the previous night what so ever and blabber on about what a nice dream he had, and even has the audacity to invite your muse for drink later that night.
[One last time: , could get pretty angsty]
Dean and your muse had been buddies in the past. They did everything a normal couple did, apart from the fact that Dean was not faithful and had made it very obvious to the other, ensuring he was not leading them on. Evertually your muse had found someone else and had left Dean behind for good which was okay with them both. Fast forward a couple years when they meet again, both single, they decide it is not a bad idea to have a few drinks and talk about the past as friends. They end up sleeping together again both agreeing this is their absolute last time, however that is not enough for them both and they know it. Dean chooses to be passive in the decision making process and declares that he would do anything to make your muse happy. Your muse has to choose to either once more accept an unfaithful lover, demand he changes this time around or choose to part ways once more, this time for good.