heaven | giaa x peggy

[pereyra]

all my time is wasted feeling like my heart's mistaken.

[pereyra]

what's up I'm Hy, I'm queer, and I'm going to be way too lazy to actually code a form for this bean.

name; luciano jose ochoa
nicknames; luc (luke), lucky (to close friends or family)
age; twenty-four
gender; cis male
pronouns; he/him
sexuality; homoromantic demisexual (high highkey closeted)

trivia for now;
- is 5'6 but acts 6'5
- great at giving advice and horrible at following it
- acts like an ass to hide the fact he's literally terrified of everything (all aboard the anxiety express!)
- the walking embodiment of 'suppressed childhood trauma'
- probably the softest and most gentle person ever when he feels safe enough to be
- very intelligent and creative, tends to use music as an out
- currently a phd student who wishes he were an opera singer lol no
- literally so melodramatic
- luciano, laying across a piano with a rose in his mouth, "me, dramatic? no."
- definitely has npd
- "sorry i don't hold hands i'm waiting til marriage"
- especially terrified of the fact he's gay because of his religious upbringing

inspo tracks;
shine - years and years
heaven - troye sivan

[Burning_Roses]

Personal Info
Name//Jameson Sinclair
Nickname//James((by most))//Jamie ((Close friends))
Age//23
Sexuality//Homoromantic demisexual ((So out of the closet it's funny))
Pronouns//He/Him
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Facts that pretty much sum up James
-6"2 and owns it.
-Literally the embodiment of the gay friend.
-Actor in musicals
-Broadway child
-Has terrible anxiety but hides it around everyone
-Has a bird named Zuki
-Loves singing, will always sing and occasionally bursts into song because he find it appropriate
-Very out with his sexuality and is proud of who he is
-Has a terrible breathing problem but hides it, like a lot of his problems
-Refuses help from others but will freely give it
-He loves to draw and when he's not on stage his in Central Park drawing or taking photos
-"Is being the gay best friend still a thing?"
-Always smiling even when he's hurting, refuses to cry
-A hopeless romantic and a sucker for romantic gestures
-Grew up in a circus with his older brothers
-Child of Crystal and Lee-Ann/Crystal have birth to James
-He left the circus and was a
-In the circus he was a silk dancer as well as a tightrope walker
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Inspiration for James
-"Tis the noblest art, that of making other's smile"
-"I am who I'm meant tic be, this is me"
-"Why don't we rewrite the Stars?"
- "It's not up to you it's not up to me no one can tell us what we're supposed to be."

[Burning_Roses]

Jameson sat in the park in front of the pond so he was looking out over his canvas as he hummed softly. The brush seemed to have a mind of its own today, granted not a single person had wanted a portrait, which made James feel a bit sad, he liked people and he liked the social experience it gave him. Though the gorgeous guys were also a plus and James was a shameless flirt, well known throughout the park as such. No one ever seemed to mind, usually it just made them laugh and they'd get their sketch, feel good throw James a tip and he'd be on his way. This day was different, it was overcast, not many people even once the park which was a surprise. Was it a holiday? Had he forgotten something? That wouldn't surprise the boy in The slightest. He mused over his painting of the pond before him. That's when the rain began to fall, softly and then it gradually grew into a pour as James scrambled to pack up His art supplies, he couldn't risk getting anything to wet, it could destroy his favorite hobby. With that he took off as fast as gen could his bag tucked under his arm as he sorta ran, sorta walked and then he cast a glance behind him thinking he dropped something when he collided with another human. James went down on his butt His paintbrushes railing away as he quickly turned to se. Who he had run into, it was another guy. James scrambled to his feet and held out his hand to the man a smile on his lips, "Hi. Sorry about that."He helped the man to his feet when the realization hit him that his brushes were rolling away and he turned chasing after a few that had rolled down the walkway

[pereyra]

The park in and of itself was already a pretty rare hangout for Luciano. He wasn't particular to anything involving dirt- or the possibility of getting dirty. (Anyone who knew Luciano would know this well, because he wasn't someone who complained a lot, but he felt no shame whining about dirt. None whatsoever.) Walking through the park to get between the college and the apartment he was living alone in was pretty inevitable, though, so Luciano mostly just sucked it up and dealt with it. He kept his head down, usually. Unfortunately, for as smart as he was, though, Luciano wasn't smart enough to have the forethought to check the weather before he left to-day.
It was absolutely pouring by the time Luciano left the class he was in and he was not having it. Granted, he didn't really have any friends in the class, so there was no-one to give him a ride back to his apartment. Cons of keeping to himself, he supposed. That left him half-jogging through the park, completely disgusted and probably looking like a drenched rat at the moment. He'd only gotten about half way through the park when he thought he heard someone shout something behind him. Turning to look back wound up being a huge mistake, though, because almost as soon as he did, Luc collided with another man.
Luciano winced as he hit the ground, then shuddered as he thought about the fact he was probably covered in mud now. After a moment, he looked up at the person who knocked him down in the first place and nodded slowly. "It's... okay," Luciano said hesitantly as he took the man's hand. As soon as he was back on his feet, the man was off after stray paint brushes, and Luc leaned down to pick up a couple, holding them out. "I think these are yours."

[Burning_Roses]

Jameson gladly took the paintbrushes back tucking one of them behind his ear a soft he smiled, "I'm still really sorry about that. I feel like an ass."He rubbed the back of his neck as he held out his free hand with a soft smile,"I'm Jameson. But most people call me James. And I'm still very sorry I crashed into you."He could almost feel the anxiety churning in his stomach as he sighed softly pushing a hand through his now soaking wet curls, it didn't look like the rain was retreating anytime soon. He sighed and turned the the other man,"Here. I need to get going, but since you're soaked because of me.."He shrugged off his rain coat and handed it to Luciano. "I won't accept no as an answer."He laughed softly and took off down the path his legs carrying him quickly. He turned at one point to give Luciano another wave before turning a corner and vanished. He'd left his business card for the show he was in, in the pocket of the raincoat. It had his cell so James figured it'd be easier than scrippping down his number in the rain

James had gotten back to the street corner and was attempting to hail a taxi. He had a rehearsal to get to! Come on! He waved his arm but every taxi that rolled by slowed but sped up, they probably thought his was homeless. Jameson cursed as he whistled with two fingers but still no slowing he gritted his teeth.

[pereyra]

Luciano wanted to protest when the taller man gave him his coat, but he kept his mouth shut. After all, considering the rain, the gesture was genuinely appreciated. He watched the man walk off before shrugging the coat on, which, considering Luc's smaller stature, hung about to his mid thighs. Walking off was a little difficult to do after that, especially when he turned and saw the other man desperately trying to wave down a taxi, but Luciano had other places to be and other things to do and honestly there was no way he could be of help to this man right now, considering he himself didn't drive and he wasn't about to invite a stranger into his apartment- least of all a man. After all, what would his father think if he found out about that?

It wasn't until Luciano was back at his apartment and taking off the coat that he found the man's card in the pocket of it. He smiled to himself a little- at least this would make it easier to return the jacket. Not that calling the number on the card was going to be a cake walk, exactly. Luciano kept to himself for a reason and sometimes it was even the smallest of things that could set off the anxiety he always seemed to feel in the back of his mind. Still, it was better to just do it and get it over with.
Curling up in a corner of his couch with Charlie, his old shepherd dog, at his side, he pulled out his phone. Normally, animals were something Luciano wasn't overly fond of, but Charlie was an exception. He'd found the dog during a rescue event at the park one day and just clicked, and because the dog was older, he didn't have the energy that most puppies had. He was basically Luciano's best friend at this point- Charlie went with him everywhere Luc could take him, and sure, he was way too friendly to be a guard dog, but something about his presence made Luciano feel safer- and Luciano wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or... dog.
Luciano sighed, dialing the man's number and waiting for him to pick up.

[Burning_Roses]

//I Ama not bored with this roleplay but I am once the hospital I will be off for a bit

[pereyra]

// oh gosh it's totally fine!! take all the time you need, getting better is what's most important!

[Burning_Roses]

James finally hailed a taxi from the street and climbed in shaking off his wet curls with a laugh. He gave the driver his address as the drove along James took time to organize his art suppiles. He finshed just in time to roll up to his apartment building, he paid the driver and hopped out grabbing his bag as he walked inside and used his key to get up to his penthouse.

When finally back 'home' James changed into his performance outfit, they were remaking Glee and no suprise, Jameson was playing Kurt. Which he didn't mind at all. As he was changing his phone rang. He quickly picked it up and checked the caller id, Unknown Number. James shrugged and answered withs smile, "Hi! You've reached me! Jameson speaking! What can I do for you?" James heard a voice begin to speak as he went over to pet Zu. She squwaked at him and he laughed. "Sorry my birds chattering a storm can you repeat that?" He put a finger to his lips to silence Zu