rewdmello·:
who: @quinneths· where: Near the pool what: Carew’s just really sick of her shit
He was already annoyed. That much he was certain, was obvious in the way he’d kept to himself almost the entirety of the night. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore than he wanted to get in this fight tonight. But neither of which seemed to be his choice when he found himself coming face to face with none other than their golden girl herself’s cousin. Quinn Morrison. Someone initially he really liked to believe he would have gotten along with. Intellectually he could appreciate just about anyone who seemed smart enough to keep up with him. But her personality? In comparison it was like nails on a chalk board. If he wasn’t afraid of getting in two arguments that evening he’d have passed her on all together. But he decided against being rude when she stopped in front of him. “Quinn..” He started, not quite willing to make eye contact with her. “Didn’t expect you to want to be at something like this.” He suggested, glancing down to finally meet her gaze. He wasn’t sure how the hell he’d handle a party thrown by a missing relative but it sure as hell seemed like one he’d wish to avoid himself.
quinn was bored and that was bad news for everyone. a middle child, and a spoiled one at that, her reflexive reaction was to start pushing the buttons of whoever she could find as entertainment. even better if there was already bad blood there. she spotted carew in the standing crowd and made a beeline. quinn didn't have a particular dislike for the junior. far from it; she found his mind, and looks, attractive. what she did have was an awareness that she ground his gears for whatever reasons... it wasn't like he made a secret of it. while she theorised he actually secretly enjoyed their back and forth, quinn knew she was mostly in this for herself. she stared up at him until he looked back. "i don't. but what would the masses say if i didn't come?"
OVERVIEW
NAME: quinn morrison AGE: twenty two GENDER: cis woman PRONOUNS: she / her SEXUAL ORIENTATION: seemingly straight, hasn’t actually confirmed or denied anything ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic HEIGHT: 5′3″ and she hates it NATIONALITY: american CURRENT RESIDENCE: her own apartment not far from campus MBTI: intj-t ZODIAC SIGN: cancer MAJOR: pre-med HOBBIES: violin, orchestra, volleyball, baking, knitting, judging SKILLS: organising anything, always has a spare pen, mental arithmetic, makes a great coffee, conversation starter, steady hands, quick reflexes, figure skater, touch typist, speed knitter LANGUAGES: this is quinn’s academic achilles heel, she has basic latin SCARS: none TATTOOS: see her naked and find out TAKES MEDICATION: yes NICKNAMES: quinneth (like kenneth), Q TROPE: the teacher’s pet ADDITIONAL TROPES: here BIRTHDAY: 14th of july, 2000 STAR CHART: here DEGREE: pre-med YEAR: sophomore EXTRACURRICULARS: women’s volleyball captain, sophomore class board, first chair violin in the orchestra, vp of recruitment at tri delt RELATIONS AT OGDEN: the morrison family SIBLINGS: one older paternal half brother, blake jr., one younger sister, slater PARENTS: blake and sade morrison HOMETOWN: noho, manhattan, ny AESTHETIC: a mix of vibrant and pastel academia POSITIVE TRAITS: driven, clever and romantic NEGATIVE TRAITS: stressed, critical and envious INSPIRATION: spencer hastings (pretty little liars) annie edison (community) amy santiago (brooklyn 99) lisa simpson (the simpsons) jal fazer (skins) hermione granger (harry potter series) PINTEREST: here
QUINN IN THE KITCHEN...
FAVOURITE FOOD: cinnamon buns
GOOD AT COOKING: yes
HOW SO: baking was how she bonded with her mother
LEAVES THE DISHES OUT: absolutely not
FOOD IN THEIR FRIDGE: vegan protein snacks, eggs, suspiciously organised tupperware, cold brew, milk
DO THEY GET TAKE OUT OFTEN: yes, when it comes to main meals/savoury food she eats out
LIVING ROOM...
SPENDS THE WEEKENDS: studying as much as she can, duh
WHAT KIND OF MOVIES DO THEY WATCH: she's a sucker for old disney
WHAT DO THEY DO WITH FRIENDS: be the mom of the group mostly
FAVOURITE PASTTIME: knitting / crochet
FAVOURITE TV SHOW: botched
BATHROOM...
PREPARES IN THE MORNING: wake up with the sun, shower, meditate, coffee
SINGS IN THE SHOWER: she hums
PRODUCTS SMELL LIKE: oranges and cinnamon
ARE THEY CLEAN: yes, though she has been known to let it slip in exam season
TOWELS: pink cotton with a high thread count
BEDROOM...
SLEEPS: on her back within a strict schedule for eight hours (because even rest can be perfected)
PJS: usually a matching silk camisole and shorts two piece
SOCKS WHILE SLEEPING: yes, knitted ones she makes
DREAMS: barely remembers them
TIDY: yes but she has a housekeeper
ARE THEY AFFECTIONATE: yes
ATTIC...
WHAT ARE THEY AFRAID OF: being ignored, shame, clowns
BAD MEMORIES: tucked away, hidden and denied
ROLE IN A HORROR MOVIE: the sensible expert who dies in the sequel
HOW DO THEY HIDE THEIR SECRETS: by being the cliché everyone expects
QUINN'S CHILDHOOD & FAMILY
quinn was born at the height of summer in an exclusive new york private hospital, the first child of her parents' new marriage. she was planned perfectly; exactly eleven months after their wedding ceremony. she has always got on with her mother, both equally studious and stubborn. her father, on the other hand, wanted another son and has never been afraid to make that clear. the spare to the heir, if you will. his first son to his first wife is the apple of his eye. even named after him. this is where quinn's endless need for approval started. it was a stable home but she has never felt like she was enough. several digits of trust fund has made no difference.
QUINN'S RELATIONSHIP WITH GREER
they were shoved together from the start, being so close in age. it was like the wider family wanted them to be surrogate sisters. this started off great, when their life was simpler, a close childhood bond of two girls with the world at their feet. but as hormones hit, so did resentments. greer became popular and beloved. quinn stayed scholarly and rigid. she worked hard for every piece of credit she got while her cousin just had to smile and bat her lashes. on the outside, they've always been friendly. family is family and nobody fakes it up for the public like the morrison's do. any fight that's happened has been quickly hushed. those who know them better, though, have seen the pointed knives sheathed between honeyed words.
FACTS
almost always has her nose in a book when alone
the only thing more important than the grind is being the best at it
travelled before enrolling in college
top grades, high achiever, chases knowledge
peak girly
obsessive note taker and stationary collector
fuelled by nootropic mushroom coffee and vegan protein snacks
needs approval like plants need water
second-in-command syndrome
secretly leaves pencil annotations and cute notes in library books
the notion app rules her life
being a morrison, she has money to burn
cooks and bakes to unwind
falls asleep to nature documentaries
QUINN’S BIOGRAPHY ※ QUINN’S PLAYLIST
OOC
annie, 26, gmt. she/they. no triggers.
[ BIOGRAPHY ※ ]
graphic inspired by
troublemaker and #sominions by @gunshzt
memories by @gwldcnz
NAME quinn morrison NICKNAMES quinneth, Q TROPE the teacher’s pet ADDITIONAL TROPES here AGE twenty two BIRTHDAY 14th of july, 2000 STAR SIGN cancer STAR CHART here PRONOUNS she / her SEXUALITY presumed straight DEGREE pre-med YEAR sophomore EXTRACURRICULARS women’s volleyball captain, sophomore class board, first chair violin in the orchestra, vp of recruitment at tri delt RELATIONS AT OGDEN greer morrison, mitchell morrison (cousins) SIBLINGS one far older paternal half brother, one younger sister HOMETOWN noho, manhattan, ny AESTHETIC a mix of vibrant and pastel academia SKILLS multitasking between commitments, initiating conversation with confidence, steady physical co-ordination POSITIVE TRAITS driven, clever and romantic NEGATIVE TRAITS stressed, critical and envious INSPIRATION spencer hastings (pretty little liars) annie edison (community) amy santiago (brooklyn 99) lisa simpson (the simpsons) jal fazer (skins) hermione granger (harry potter series) PINTEREST here
almost always has her nose in a book when alone
the only thing more important than the grind is being the best at it
travelled before enrolling in college
top grades, high achiever, chases knowledge
peak girly
obsessive note taker and stationary collector
fuelled by nootropic mushroom coffee and vegan protein snacks
needs approval like plants need water
second-in-command syndrome
secretly leaves pencil annotations and cute notes in library books
the notion app rules her life
being a morrison, she has money to burn
cooks and bakes to unwind
speed knitter
falls asleep to nature documentaries
annie, 26, bst/gmt. she/they. no triggers.
ironlvngs·:
the pill ( or was it more than one ? link couldn’t even remember anymore ) that he’d gotten from ollie earlier was definitely at the forefront right now, and it mixed quite well with the loud music and bodies going in and out of the pool. though, even with that, link knew that he was due for a breather soon — and he was sick and tired of freezing his ass off outside when he goes for a cigarette.
so this time, they opted for another five second hiding spot — the locker rooms. though, there was sincere doubt in his mind that there weren’t a couple people in there already fucking each other. to his luck, though, upon opening the doors, it seemed a bit quiet. that is, until her voice came through just as he shut the door behind him.
link turns around to face her, unable to keep the grin from forming on his lips at her comment. “ i’d follow you through a thousand storms, quinnie, and i’m sure you know that — but following you to a bathroom ? or… locker room, whatever this is. that’s a level of creepy i’d like to stay away from. ” he scoffs, looking up the ceilings, wondering if he could get past the smoke detectors if he smoked in here. “ — and it pains me deeply that you think of me that way. ”
quinn rolled her eyes, albeit as confused as ever internally by link's hyperbole. he had a way of saying the most insincere words in the most genuine, charming way. it made you second guess yourself — which she suspected was exactly how they liked it. "be pained, then." she retorted. in her defence: it was bewildering to have someone flirt with you privately and then lowkey act like you didn't exist with an audience.
she noted the box of cigarettes in their hand. the blonde stood up and stretched her arms in an arc before making link an offer. "lend me a smoke and i'll show you an old private school trick."