xxxCᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Eᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ: Piercer at All or Nothing xxxDʀᴇᴀᴍ Jᴏʙ: a therapist, maybe?
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Bɪᴢᴀʀʀᴇ: Eion has some very weird quirks. He has odd collections and habits, but his strange ways of thinking are by far the strongest. His mind works in mysterious ways, but he always seems to have something to say, if not necessarily what one would anticipate.
xxxxx⇾Iᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ: Eion tends to live in his head, as it's a world he can create without pain, sadness, or fear. Unfortunately, this leads to some clashes in reality when he's confronted with hard truths.
xxxxx⇾Aᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ: Socially, Eion has always been incredibly awkward. Be it the choices of topic he starts or his odd replies, he's never quite mastered talking to people without seeming like a total weirdo.
xxxxx⇾Hᴜᴍʙʟᴇ: If ever congratulated, Eion is quick to give recognition to someone else. He never likes being in the spotlight good or bad, but he's more used to criticism, which he takes and accepts.
xxxxx⇾Sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏᴜs: Eion loves learning, be it from books, TV, or other sources. He does his best to always study whatever he can get his hands on, if only to sate a natural curiosity.
xxxxx⇾Sᴇʟꜰ-Lᴏᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ: While he's always civil and polite to everyone around him, there is one person Eion hates. Himself. After all he's been through, it's left him feeling dirty and disgusted with his own body. He can't stand people complimenting his physical form, and will often break down at serious insults to his person.
xxx𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Abusive Men xxxxx⇾Compliments xxxxx⇾Reality xxxxx⇾Difficult Choices xxxxx⇾Growling Dogs
xxx𝐻𝑜𝒷𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Collecting (specifically glass eyes) xxxxx⇾Reading xxxxx⇾Watching Horror Movies
xxx𝒮𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑔𝓉𝒽𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Loyal as heck xxxxx⇾Always Polite
xxx𝒲𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Self-Hatred xxxxx⇾Allergic to Cats
xxx𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Freedom xxxxx⇾Become a Piercer?
xxx𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Being Murdered xxxxx⇾Never being Loved
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xxx𝒞𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx Sheldon Eion Linton was born to Felix and Tabitha Linton. He had a happy, healthy childhood until the age of three when his father tragically passed away due to an unexplained illness. Of course, Tabitha never went in depth on the topic, afraid of scaring her son. Shortly after Felix's death, Tabitha remarried to a man named Russel. Sheldon absolutely hated Russel, but unfortunately, his mom needed the money he made (which wasn't much, mind).
Unfortunately for Sheldon, Russel had a nasty temper and a horrible drinking habit, leading him to hit Sheldon a lot. He also touched him inappropriately whenever Tabitha left the boys alone together. Over the few years he was stuck with the man, Russel escalated to more than just touching, leading Sheldon to hate himself so much he couldn't even bear to call himself by name. That's when his preference to go by his middle name took over.
One night when Russel was especially drunk, he got in a fight with Tabitha (something she'd rarely seen as he preferred to take out his anger on Sheldon instead). Eion, being used to this torment from the man tried to stand up for his mother, but ended up getting pretty badly wounded. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a muggle hospital with several injuries caused by both fists and a knife, including his left eye being missing. Russel was arrested for attempted murder, but the court wouldn't let Eion just go back to his mother, especially because she refused to say Russel had ever hurt her son before. While they were apart, Tabitha began sending her son several trinkets, including a glass eye she'd had made to match his other so he wouldn't be "freaky". This piqued an interest in him, and he asked for more and more in whatever colors and patterns she could find. Surely he was going back home eventually, right?
Sadly, this wasn't the case, and after a year-long battle, Tabitha was forced to give up her son as a Ward of the State. A teary reunion ended with him being taken away from the only home he'd ever known. He was left by the suit-wearing men at an orphanage, with only a backpack, his eye-collection, and a suitcase of his clothes. He was even forced to switch to a brand new school, supposedly for a "fresh start". Unfortunately, all the damage done stuck with him, and he quickly discovered his own self-loathing at having ever been touched and not brave enough to stop the torture.
Despite his feelings that no one would ever love him, Eion managed to make two best friends at Wool's, Reggie and Max. On top of that, he met a grown up with a love of horror movies. Soon enough, Eion's life was flipped over. He found out Reggie became a werewolf, then he was asked about being adopted. He accepted and said some teary goodbyes before stepping out of Wool's to begin a new stage of his life.
He had been adopted into the Delacroix family, who loved him like their own. Even when he got kicked out of school for accidentally exploding the science lab, they found a solution in homeschooling. It was good, since Eion got bullied a lot in school. Unfortunately, that led to a disagreement when his Hogwarts Letter came in, the boy begging to be allowed to stay home. Of course, the answer had been a solid no. He went to get his wand, the whole process taking forever as he went through several wands before one finally cooperated with him.
xxx𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx Not much happened for Eion in the first year of schooling. In the second, he was able to better make friends, especially with Max and Reggie joining in. Over the summer following, his parents surprised him with the best gift of all, a legal name change. No longer would he be Sheldon, but now he was Eion Marcellin, which was honestly the best gift of all. Eion ended up making a ton of friends, and he and Yukon took control of the Daily Dragon, colloquially called the Rising Star Duo. After OWLs, he was worried about disappointing his family, but they were all really proud of how well he'd done.
That next year, Eion finally overcame his nerves and asked Moira Payne on a date. She agreed, and the two of them quickly became a couple. It seemed most of their friend group was coupling up. With help from all his friends and teachers, Eion managed to get pretty good grades on his NEWTs, just in time to graduate with his friends.
xxx𝒜𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx As an adult, Eion started out by getting a job at the tattoo and piercing studio in Diagon Alley. Who knew you could win over a boss by popping your eye out? He managed to survive the apprenticeship, and eventually got his own chair at the studio. He put in extra hours to save up for a place to live with Moira, but apparently he hadn't needed to. She had a flat above her family's fortune shop, and the duo moved there.
It was there that he worked with his friends to plan the best dinner possible, where he asked Moira to marry him. She graciously agreed. While they were working on plans, Eme and Sena had a Christmas dinner, complete with a friend from Eme's work. When they went, Eion was startled to see that the coworker in mention was his birth mom. She, apparently, was quite surprised too. About a month later, she left her daughter, Amilyka, on the steps of Eme and Sena's house, along with a letter saying now that Russel was gone, she'd leave too. Luckily, Mika was adopted by the Delacroix family, and Eion got to have a little sister in his life.
The next summer, Eion got to be best man at Reggie and Aspen's wedding, then that fall, he and Moira got to marry as well. They chose to wed in her family's cemetery, and they also hosted a mighty large Samhain feast, complete with a bonfire (that he lit, with a flaming arrow!) They then honeymoon-ed in France for a week, then came home to their normal lives. About a month later, they found out they were expecting.... twins. How exciting, even though he was constantly worried over Moira.
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xxxLᴏᴠᴇᴅ Oɴᴇ: Moira Payne xxxBᴇsᴛ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅ: Reggie Fairbain, Wren Winchester, Yukon Knolle xxxFʀɪᴇɴᴅs: Auggie Li, Jonah Lane, Nim Siddall, Aspen Hill, Finley Archer, Callie Whitethorne, Hailey Scheer xxxEɴᴇᴍɪᴇs: Russel Cambrie xxxFᴀᴍɪʟʏ: Emeric & Seweryna Delacroix - Adopted Parents, Ferdinand Delacroix - Adopted Brother Felix and Tabitha Linton - Biological Parents
xxxxx⇴Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Emeric & Seweryna Delacroix Felix & Tabitha Linton xxxxx⇴Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: Ferdinand "Ferdie" Delacroix (and Elisabet "Bet", his wife), & Amilyka "Mika" Delacroix xxxxx⇴Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ: Delphi & Dahlia Delacroix xxxxx⇴Oᴛʜᴇʀ:
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This book of love is a final gift, dramatic in its virtue. It's a beating heart I made you Ten razors buried bones and a kiss that tastes like violence Blue sand shadows look from above, yeah We're not alone, the dead will rise again Show me why we won't let go, and we still must pray This is our lovers' requiem As wings unfold, just breathe for me Just breathe, just breathe, just breathe for me
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