Post by Beau Atlas Belrose on Nov 11, 2023 21:37:30 GMT
Quidditch
Beau Atlas Belrose
PERSONALITY Likes: Flying, quidditch, music, cuddles with animals, cuddles with people, friendly rivalries, dancing Dislikes: Cheating, unsportsmanlike behaviours, animal cruelty, negativity, toxic ex’s that blab all about their private lives to skanky magazines *ahem* things that bring him down Traits: Sweet, compassionate, fun-loving, artistic, musical, team-player, let’s Killian think he’s the best snogger while fully knowing he, Beau Atlas Belrose, is in fact the best snogger. Too perfect, genuinely a bit of a perfectionist, OCD with cleaning - hates even the slightest crumb or speck of dirt, can be a bit of a pushover, a bit submissive and when he eventually stands up for himself people don’t expect it and are thrown by it, a little petty from time to time. Abilities: Beau is an excellent flyer and is extremely agile and speedy on a broom. He’s one of the fastest players out there. To top it off he’s practically a Golden God with perfect hair, perfect eyes, and the most kissable lips in creation. He sings, he draws, he snogs - what is he not good at?! HISTORY Mother: Nancy Belrose nee Drake, 55, pureblood, Belrose sweet shop owner/sweet maker Father: Barold Belrose, 58, muggleborn, Belrose sweet shop owner Siblings: Angel Jude Belrose Isabel Elara Rowle Partner: None Exes: Nasty ex. Children: None Others: Tristan Thaddeus Rowle - Brother-in-law Leonardo Torian Drake - Cousin Wilhelmina A. I. Lestrange - Cousin-in-law Atticus Drake - Nephew Charlotte Aoibhe Puddifoot - Cousin Summer Puddifoot - Niece Harmony Puddifoot - Niece Meadow Puddifoot - Niece Archer Puddifoot - Nephew Hunter Puddifoot - Nephew Jasper Adriel Drake - Cousin Alexandria Romilly Drake - Cousin Nikolas Valore Drake - Cousin Leila Drake nee O'Sullivan - Aunty Parcival Drake - Uncle Beau. Sweet baby Beau. Or as his family calls him - Babs. Beau was the third and final child of Nancy and Barold Belrose. His older brother was a bit of a handful, to say the least, and his big sister would coddle him all day and night. He was a golden haired little beauty with the deepest blue eyes. A Belrose through and through. Life as a Belrose was never dull. Beau’s older brother always got into everything while his older sister was all over Beau - and sweets. Beau, despite growing up in a sweet shop, never really had a sweet tooth. He was that strange kid who when given the chance of a treat, would ask for broccoli or cheese. His mum always liked to say that he was sweet enough, and she was right, perhaps it was his wonderful parents or his big sister showing him so much love and affection, but Beau grew up wonderfully compassionate and incredibly giving. Living in Godric’s Hollow was a wonder. The magical village had a mix of magic and muggles alike, and Beau loved exploring the little magical alley ways and shops with his parents. His long, wavy blonde hair would bounce around, flowing behind him as his head whipped this way and that. Blue eyes that sparkled with wonder at everything magical. At the age of seven, Beau got his first junior broom. He would zip about on it, pushing it to its limits, always wanting to go faster. He loved to fly, it was his passion, but not his only one. Beau loved music and art. He fell in love with all the different ways he could express himself through drawing and music. As expected, Beau possessed the talents of a great and the voice of an angel. With much practice and a lot of patience, Beau really honed in on his skills, determined to be the best he could possibly be, never comparing himself to anyone but him. At the age of eleven, Beau was off to Hogwarts. He had been so excited to leave that he hadn’t considered how he would get by without his parents. His first few weeks of Hogwarts were hard. Thankfully he was sorted into Hufflepuff and he had his big sister to comfort him. Beau eventually adapted to life at Hogwarts and he loved his earthy feeling common room. He loved the lessons and he made a lot of friends. He was social with everyone, even those outside of his own house and year. He joined the choir the first chance he got. He even tried out for the quidditch team but didn’t make the cut. It took a while but eventually, Hogwarts started feeling like home. In Beau’s second year he became a chaser for the Hufflepuff team. He wasn’t their greatest, not by a long shot, but he was fast on a broom, so when the quaffle was passed to him he zipped and zoomed across the pitch, past the opposing team players, and passed the quaffle over to another chaser on his team. In his third year, Beau actually managed to score his first ever goal. One chaser was out thanks to a nasty bludger to her shoulder, and the other was being blocked by a beater and a chaser from the other team. Beau couldn’t let the opportunity pass him by so he got as close as he could without the keeper coming at him, and he threw the quaffle. It nearly missed, it hit the top right of the ring, bounced down and hit the bottom of the ring and then fell through. Not his greatest goal, but certainly his most memorable. Beau did pretty well in most of his subjects at Hogwarts. His top classes were Art, Care of Magical Creatures, Music, Herbology, and Potions. He did very well when it came to dating, he was well aware that he was just about everybody’s type but he never let it get to his head. He enjoyed spending time with people for who they were and he rarely turned down a date if he was asked for one, he just loved getting to know people, and snogging them! After Hogwarts Beau got signed up for the Appleby Arrows. He chased for them for a few years before he joined the Montrose Magpies. He loves his team and team mates and loves the sport on the whole. He’s had a few hits here and there but nothing too serious. He still sings, plays guitar, and draws, although not as much as he’d like. He is currently single after a particularly nasty public break up with a model that he’s still feeling the heat from, but once he’s up in the sky or writing new songs to air his grievances about his ex-boyfriend, life always seems much more beautiful and worthwhile. OOC Play By: Luke "has no gifs" Eisner Your Alias: Cas! Pronouns: She/Her Triggers: None |
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