Q I N T O N     F L E M I NG

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"please, just save me from this hell"

T R I G G E R S

                       abuse from parent

                       neglect, physical and verbal

                       death and murder

                       unhealthy relationships

                       mental illness

                       drug use and alcohol

                       graphic and triggering depictions

                       cheating

                       strong language

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

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Quinton was born in a small

town outside of Fort Worth, TX.

He was born to his mother Patsy

and he never knew of his father.

His mother frequently said his

father took one look at Quinton

and was so revolted he split when

the sun had set. The young boy

knew it was just word vomit from

his drunk of a mother, but it still

hurt the young boy.

The Fleming family lived in a small

rundown brick home in the rolling

emerald fields of Aledo and their

home was as broken as they were.

crumbling brick, missing shingles,

a door that rusted at the hinges and

holes littered upon cheap papered

walls. Beer bottles and snuffed out

cigarettes were always scattered and

those auburn flowered walls were filled

with memories of pain. Her hand

leaving red marks upon his pale cheek,

objects hurled down it as he always

prayed it'd hit the wall and not him.

Quinton hated her, hated that cheap

olive carpet, hated that flower

wallpaper, hated that smell of her rotten

perfume and the spoiled food she

always cooked. Home was hell and

school was the only break he got.

Quintons only friend in school was a

ocean eyed boy who went by the name

of Nicholas. They'd been inseparable

since the first grade and the young

Fleming boy lived vicariously through

him. His friend always had the

newest things, the most loving family.

sometimes, the hurt boy grew jealous

of his friend, but he always shoved it

down. His friend always told him

he'd help him out of his hole dug

so graciously by Patsy, but that

never happened.

Quinton lived his adolescent years

being second. Nicholas was captain

of the football team, Quinton

just the grunt. Nicholas got the pretty

girl, Quinton always the third wheel.

he grew up in the shadow of his

best friend, always overlooked but

always fed the same bullshit.

"patience, your time will come bro."

it was safe to say it never came and

Quinton always felt robbed.

sadly though, the boy stayed loyal to

His friend, to his mother who beat him.

He shoved down not being able to

go to college, he shoved it down when

Nicholas proposed to Quintons

childhood crush and he shoved it down

When he helped remodel Nicholas's

home. He began to feel he was

destined to always go unseen, but

unfortunately everyone has their

snapping point and Quintons came

When his mother, old and sick, on

One of her benders, broke into quintons

home and waited there with a shotgun,

a match and a lighter. It was that

night when Quinton came home

late from work, flicked his living

room light on and was met with her

fiendish, ghoulish screaming.

She said he was a mistake.

She said she wished she had Nicholas

as her son and that night Quinton

saw that every man had a limit.

in the dull orange light of his living room

quinton took his mother's life. She

was buried in his backyard and

Quinton felt not a shed of remorse.

men like Nicholas took everything from

hurting souls like Quinton, even

whatever love an abusive mother

might have left and Quinton became

What some hurt children become,

he simply allowed the darkness to

consume him whole.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

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          𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𓃗

          Quinton Aaron Flemming ˞

          | Q or Quin |

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𓃗

         Sir | boss | Nicholas's friend

          | Patsy's bastard son |

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𓃗

         Bisexual

          Strong lean towards women

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐀𝐆𝐄 𓃗

         26-28

         05 • 16 • 1996

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𓃗

         Fort Worth, Texas

         Outskirts near Aledo

        Currently lives:

        12 Miles west in Weatherford, TX

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𓃗

         Male

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 𓃗

         English, very minimal Spanish

𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

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         𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𓃗

         dark chocolate brown

         short, layered, typically longer uptop

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𓃗

          Pale blue eyes

          fair skin | softest dusting of freckles

          sharp jawline with dense facial hair

          narrowed eyes, sharp nose

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𓃗

         Lean yet very muscular

          Stands at: 6' 3"

         Weighs: 218 lbs

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𓃗

         Hats: cowboy hat | Baseball cap

         Jewelery: cheap watch, dog tags

         Phone: always 4 years old

         A cup of black coffee

         A pack of Marlboro cigarettes

          Texas themed western wallet

         Cheap cinnamon gum

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒/𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 𓃗

         A butterfly | for change

         Com | to find himself

         Foliage | Love of nature

         Bald Eagle | Freedom

         Map of the world | travel

         Blue bonnet | For Texas

         Feathers | Favorite birds

         Roses | for filler

         Quotes | for inspiration

         Scars

         Back (7) | from a belt

         Arms | thrown objects

         Legs | football and mother

         Neck | from last encounter with his mother

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

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          𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 𓃗

          Protective • loyal • strong

           Driven • hardworker • ionate

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 𓃗

         Jelaous • hot headed • traumatized

          Problem with authority • liar

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𓃗

         Westerns • the rodeo • whiskey

         Silver cigarettes • black coffee

         Country music • horses • gambling

         Country fried steak • pecan pie

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𓃗

         Clubs • authorities • pop music

          Soccer • fruity ice cream • reading

         Malls • spicy food • bowling

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 𓃗

         Tense, aloof and often unapproachable

𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄

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         𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𓃗

         Owner of the local bar down town

         Nicholas's ranch hand | horse trainer

         Part of the rodeo committee

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇 𓃗

         Mental • extremely poor

         PTSD | psychopathic | anxious | depressed

         Physical • decent

        Good immune system | at risk of falling ill

        From drinking and smoking

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐍 𓃗

         Christian - practicing

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒

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         𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 𓃗

         𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆：Quentin Emery

         𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍：*none yet*

         𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍：*none yet*

         𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾：𝕸𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫

៸៸ ♘ ៸៸

         𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𓃗

this oc is predominantly for

BxG pairings, however..

if your male oc seems like a good fit

I will allow it.

this oc is currently open for roleplays

He does come with a plot

He is only for modern roleplays

But with that, I am open to discussing

an alternative plot for him, but his

background will stay the same.

℧ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖲 ℧

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all photos found on Pinterest

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