𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐍

Lakeith Stanfield

oc multi-muse blog written for lawlessfm by cheese

// i'm taking it slow feeding my flame shuffling the cards of your game and just in time in the right place suddenly i will play my ace //

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*     ◟    :    〔   lakeith stanfield  ,      cismale    +   he/him    〕      donald fitz ,      some say you’re a  thirty-one  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  resourceful  and  melodramatic,  one can’t help but think of  charcoal baby  by   blood orange  when you walk by.    are you still a    the sandman (chemist)  /   pharmacist   at    the terrors   /   manhattan general hospital,     even with your reputation as the sandman?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and   mindlessly tapping your fingers against a wooden table,  low jazz music playing in the background, the librarian shushing you even when you weren't talking.  although we can’t help but think of morpheus (the sandman), bruce banner (marvel), toby ziegler (the west wing)   whenever we see you down these rainy streets.   

BASICS

NAME: donald christopher fitz NICKNAMES: fitz JOB: pharmacist at manhattan general hospital, chemist for the terrors BIRTHDAY: december 12 ZODIAC: sagittarius sun SEXUALITY: pansexual  GENDER: cismale, he/him RELIGION: none THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: resourceful, meticulous THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: melodramatic ENNEAGRAM: 6w5 MYERS-BRIGGS: istj AESTHETIC:   mindlessly tapping your fingers against a wooden table,  low jazz music playing in the background, the librarian shushing you even when you weren't talking. CHARACTER INSPO:  morpheus (the sandman), bruce banner (marvel), toby ziegler (the west wing) LIKES: DISLIKES:

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FAST FACTS

grew up in philly and moved to nyc for school

very nerdy

doesn't like to be disturbed when working

highly intelligent and was looking for opportunity to work on experiments without...legality

worked for anunnaki pharmaceuticals after graduating with his phd and then stoneage

left stoneage for the hospital to 'do more good' but it was more of a front and to get away from the watchful eyes

does try to use his job to keep and eye on things and do what's needed for the terrors, but also serves as repentance for his crimes

joined the terrors because of the freedom they could offer for his mind and experiments

doesn't care too much about the state of his soul - more worried about the legacy of his work

she beams as he turns to her, eyebrows raised as he wastes no time in luring her in, not bothering to answer her question without inviting her along. just the kind of things she likes from the people she sprinkles in her life. "i was just curious, but you may have put an idea in my mind." she steps out of the way of a couple walking by and tucks a long strand of hair behind her ear. "i can be persuaded to be carted off somewhere to disappear into, you off anywhere in particular or should we make our own way this afternoon?" she had nowhere to be for the time being, and could always make room for a little bit of fun.

Zakir had been lost in a world of his own creation, where everything he saw was made of words, imagination simply at the tips of his fingers, edge of his mind. So deep that the words did not reach him, but the physical touch was like a shattering of glass, a boundary broken. For a moment he stood confused, until he recognised Taylor. “Habibty, of course not,” he said, an easy going smile quick to appear on his features. “My mind must’ve been spinning, how could I possibly not have seen you,” he added without delay. “Anywhere busy? Are you looking for places to disappear in the crowds, the bustling of people, the sensations of bodies?” He asked, his mind still spinning with words. He pulled her into a side huge. "If so, yallah, we'll go somewhere."

@murdcrofcrows taylor & silas the slow down cafe

"si," taylor begins with a soft sigh in her voice as she steps into line with him. "if i was a better person, i'd love to open a cafe where you match a coffee or tea with someone's favorite book." tucked under their arm is a worn edition of emma. "what would you say your favorite drink and book is? we'll start with your combo and build out from there." she teases with a small nudge, biting on her tongue. though it's obvious that this would be a life that would bore taylor to no end, it's fun to imagine what being good and wholesome could lead to from time to time.

they can't help but laugh as he approaches, still finding delight and humor in their silly little marriage and divorce. "maybe i did, maybe it's for someone else." she teases, reciprocating the hug with ease and leaning back in her seat. her fingers play with the stem of her martini glass as he gives his excuse for being late. it's expected, and taylor doesn't really care why he's late, but she appreciates the effort at least. "ah, were you involved in the train incident? or just an innocent bystander?" though they know he's far from innocent. both of them are. "would you believe me if i said no?" she questions, nodding to the bartender for his attention as the bright smile returns. "so catch me up on your life, you know i'm nosy."

taylor so happened to be one of the people that he'd show up for whenever they asked. now that didn't always mean he was on time ( and he rarely was, to anything ) but unlike some people he would blow off if he was having a better time elsewhere, she never had to worry about if he would come. just when. walking into the olive branch always made him feel underdressed and that didn't get better when he saw her sitting at the bar looking like a twelve out of ten. he approached with a low whistle and a smile. "damn, ex-wife, you get all dolled up for me? you're smokin' tonight." he leaned in to greet her with a quick hug before hopping up on the seat next to her. "sorry, got caught up in a last minute delivery in brooklyn and something went down on the train over. did you miss me?" he beamed a grin at her.

#Quinning

she may roll her eyes, but essie would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy frankie's company. at the minimum it was entertaining, at the most she found it meaningful. friendship, fling, it didn't much matter to them. "i've put up with it this long, what's another time?" she smirks, taking another sip of her drink, as she pretends to be bored when frankie starts listing everything that she'd been up to. "emergency room visit? any good story or just normal stupidity?" she interjects with a raised eyebrow, curious to the trouble the other got their self into. "you need a vacation frankie, they can't have you working so much and expect to still heed your brilliance." she scolds, as if she was one who vacationed. essie couldn't tell you the last time she took an extended break of vacation from her work. "secrets? maybe. evil? maybe." she teases. "everything is going smoothly, which honestly is a bit boring."

"class? in this economy?" frankie mocked a scoff. "sorry can't afford it, you're just going to have to look past my gremlin demeanor and love me for who i am, baby cakes." she shot essie a wink and chuckled while the redhead scanned over the menu. frankie would much rather flirt than talk about something boring like politics or the government. a place she feared every conversation she had with someone near her age would go. "can't help it when you look like that. not sorry in the least, you ought to be told, doll." but when the change of subject went to what the scientist has been up to she let out a long sigh. "work, work, casual and meaningless sex, work, a random emergency room visit, oh,. and wouldn't you have it? more work." she ticked them all off on her fingers while she listed them. "how about you? any evil secrets you can tell me in the big pharma world?"

something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is

@yuungmenace taylor & donnie where: the gas station he works at

for the most part since her late teens, taylor had been able to keep track of their siblings. it was easy, wide doe eyes filled with tears as they asked their father for just a snippet of information. and once they got older, able to figure things out on her own, taylor wondered about her siblings. from what she knew they were stuck in similar cycles, cycles from their childhood. while taylor was flung out of pennsylvania and into new york. given everything she could ever want, and selfishly she wanted more. so when she figured out that both of their siblings made it to the city, they knew it was only a matter of time until she figured out a way to make contact. so today, she drove out to the gas station she learned her eldest sibling donovan was working at, parked and slid her way inside. with a quick glance and shy smile toward the cashier before meandering through the aisles.