"Is something the matter? You can cry on my shoulder if you'd like!"
space song | prom queen | never let me go | watermelon sugar | siren | when the party's over | bubble gum | here | backyard boy | double take
dialogue ; #f4c4c7. – thought ; #82ab9f.
"Tender is the night, for a broken heart.
Who will dry your eyes when it falls apart?"
"Feel the fresh air, I can feel your eyes stare,
And I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit scared.
My heart is on wings, I’m living in dreams; at the top of our lungs we sing."
"If I'm pretty, will you like me?
They say, 'Beauty makes boys happy.'"
"And it's peaceful in the deep, 'cause either way you cannot breathe.
No need to pray, no need to speak, now I am under."
Rhea Louverno.
[ ρέω meaning "flowing stream." Additionally, ἔρα meaning "ground." ]
[ Unknown origin or derivation. Potentially from Louvre, meaning "castle" or "brave wolf." ]
『 Aliases 』
Liliya Fae.
[ λείριον meaning "lily flower," or "purity, fertility." ]
[ From the old French word fei, meaning "loyalty, trust, honesty," or "fulfilling a promise." ]
『 Nicknames 』
Lily. By most who know her, even just acquaintances.
『 Gender 』
Female ; [ she / her ]
『 Age 』
Nineteen.
『 Birthday 』
November 22nd.
☼ sagittarius, ☾ cancer, ↑ libra.
『 Orientation 』
Heteroromantic. Heterosexual.
『 Occupation 』
Model for a makeup and fashion line.
College student.
『 Major 』
Majoring in fashion design.
Minoring in interior design.
『 Place of Residence 』
Fae Family Home.
Fae Home Bedroom.
Apartment Exterior.
Apartment Interior.
A cotton-candy pink shade in color, it's quite pleasant to look at with that alone. In length, it reaches down to her waist, straight in form and texture, with bangs trimmed over her forehead and reaching past her eyebrows, to the tops of her eyes. It's often left down to do as it likes, but occasionally she pulls it back into a ponytail with two large sections of it freed to frame her face. Decorating with accessories seems to be a favorite style for her too, usually clips, headbands, scrunchies, little gems if she's not short on time. She rather dislikes braiding it, so will more often than not refuse to do that. Sometimes waving and curling it is nice, though debatable given her mood and the weather.
『 Eyes 』
A striking, bright blue shade, it sticks out brightly with the rest of her, eye catching and hard to break contact with. Bigger in size, but can grow sharp in an instant if she chooses. They're often decorated with makeup, eyeliner and mascara, and most often an eyeshadow of a red or pink shade at the corners of both eyes. They often hold a cheerful and bright look in them, but occasionally they're known to grow tired, or a bit indifferent to whatever she's looking at.
『 Skin 』
Light, not quite pale and entirely unblemished, even in tone or color. A perfect skin care routine with the best products available has certainly worked in her favor this way, and regular visits to get facials and massages to keep herself up to standard for her work.
『 Height 』
5'1"
『 Weight 』
108 lbs.
『 Build 』
Hourglass with an elegant and pretty look, perfect for modeling in the areas that usually scout her out. She is decently well endowed in both upper and lower areas, giving appeal to the more physical side of things and assisting greatly when she helps model for fashion lines that are more for showing off and catching gazes.
『 Piercings 』
Both lobes. Variety.
『 Tattoos 』
None.
『 Blemishes 』
None.
『 Stylistic Choices 』
Having seemingly taken to the cutesier side of fashion for the most part, Rhea's wardrobe is filled mostly with bright colors, dresses and skirts and blouses that fit her comfortably and prettily. That isn't to say she doesn't enjoy more alluring, or casual clothes however, and sometimes adds that little bit of spice into the outfits when she can. When she attends parties is where they often seem to make their appearances, in dress slits and low cut collars, dipping v-necks. In more casual, streetwear it's shorter skirts, more fitted shirts, midriffs and crop-tops, the list could go on forever really. In the end, her wardrobe has plenty of different styles for different moods, even if one dominates more than the other.
〚 Bright, Cheerful, Energetic, Cutesy, Childish, Caring, Romantic 〛
Rhea has, for all anyone knows, always been a very happy and starry eyed girl. She often does her best to look for the bright side of things, to try and make the best out of situations that she or others may end up in, sometimes overdoing it and maybe in unhealthy manners, but she does her best to keep that under control. She simply doesn't want anymore pain, sadness, after suffering through more than enough in her childhood and relationships. Life is to be enjoyed for all she cares, and she'll do her best to make the most of it. Pursue her dreams, work her favorite jobs, try out whatever she can, and even better if she can do it with a friend, a partner. This desire to live and experience the world has grown her energy levels as well, as she's constantly eager to explore whatever it is her interest has landed in, and she has plenty of energy to do so, to devote the time and mental or physical efforts. It can sometimes tire out other people when she gets into certain moods or boosts and wants them to tag along or take part in everything she's doing, but she has enough self awareness to calm down and take into consideration another's state or mood in these moments. For all many might consider her selfish and narcissistic, Rhea is far from it, carefully keeping attention on her peers and those around her to be sure that they're alright, don't need help or care, give them a shoulder to cry on. Leaving others to suffer alone, to hurt by themselves is strictly against her moral code. She wants to be a good friend, not a careless, cold hearted stranger.
Rhea's known to be somewhat of a childish person in terms of personality. Emotional and a little bit impulsive, she can be quick to tears, get overly excited, act a bit playful and immature at times, but she doesn't really mind, and most others don't seem too badly affected by it. It's entertaining and plays into the "cutesy" image she often has going, whether for work and reputation or just because that's how she feels and wishes to be perceived. Donning cute clothes and accessories, using a slightly cuter voice than her natural one occasionally, cute poses and expressions, whatever it is she has fun with it, and it makes her happy. This isn't to say it doesn't have downsides, and she knows when to tone it down to normal levels if necessary. It's for fun, not to harm or make others uncomfortable after all. And it's not to attract in creeps either, though she has faced quite a few of them throughout the years thanks to work and her reputation.
Rhea isn't shy of romantic relationships, but this means she isn't shy of bad ones either. Her first love ended tragically, and the rest since then have had odd, shortly pleasant ones mixed in with far too many unfortunates. As pretty and pleasant as she seems to be to most who take an interest in her, many have come around to enter a relationship purely out of her looks, sex appeal and unfortunately money at times. She's ended up in far too many where she's wholeheartedly in love, devoted, only to have them turn around once they realized she was more than a pretty face, human, with her own personality and desires, not some manic pixie dream girl. These experiences haven't stopped her from desiring a form of true love one day, however long it may take, who will love her as much as she loves him.
『 Likes 』
⊳ Sunrise. ⊳ Shopping. ⊳ Romcoms. ⊳ Purple Lilacs. ⊳ Silk.
⊳ Flowers ⊳ Bright colors. ⊳ Plushies ⊳ Makeup. ⊳ Dresses.
⊳ Baths. ⊳
⊳ Shoujo manga. ⊳ Sweets. ⊳ Dolls. ⊳ Rabbits. ⊳ Rhodonite.
⊳ Pink. ⊳ Blankets. ⊳ Nightgowns. ⊳ Accessories. ⊳ Clouds.
『 Dislikes 』
⊳ Night. ⊳ Horror. ⊳ Spiders. ⊳ Bugs. ⊳ Being alone. ⊳ Neons.
⊳ Roses. ⊳ Health visits. ⊳ Power outages. ⊳ Hiking. ⊳ Movies.
⊳ Campting. ⊳ Spicy foods. ⊳ Magazines. ⊳ Microwave meals.
⊳ Rumors. ⊳ Winter. ⊳ Wine. ⊳ Driving. ⊳ Tabloids. ⊳ Velvet.
⊳ Thunder storms. ⊳ New moons. ⊳ Card games. ⊳ Chicken.
『 Fears 』
⊳ The dark. ⊳ Spiders. ⊳ Bugs. ⊳ Creepy men. ⊳ Needles.
⊳ Jamison Chambers, current employer. ⊳ Bad relationships.
『 Stone 』
⊳ A rhodonite stone, formed into a teardrop and wire wrapped. She always keeps it on herself, or close by somewhere safe when working, as her job often means wearing specific outfits without the stone.
『 Oddities 』
⊳ Though she could continue down the path of modeling after her adoptive parents' footsteps and easily make a living off it for years to come, Rhea has always had a desire to pursue fashion and perhaps start her own line down the road.
⊳ She often visits a local cemetery during the summer months to replace flowers at a certain grave. It belongs to Cassius Wolfe, who apparently passed when he was twelve. She always places a variety with purple lilacs as the centerpiece.
Luka Fae. Rhea's adoptive father. Model. Living.
Estella Fae. Rhea's adoptive mother. Model. Living.
Mathias Fae. Rhea's adoptive brother. Model. Living.
『 History 』
Rhea, born to Lennox and Roseén Louverno, the first and only child of the pair. Like many royals seeking heirs for their throne, they would have preferred a boy, but that didn't mean they were angry, upset, or disappointed in the end. They'd given life to a beautiful girl, after all, and if she was anything like the past queens of Brimmix, anything like her own mother, she would do just fine in her position once it came time for her to take the throne.
She was raised like any other heir would be; given the best of teachers and lessons in all different areas: history, etiquette and social conduct, literature, math and speech, the list could go on for ages. For someone as young as her once they began, it wouldn't be surprising to say that they would be overwhelming and tiring, but Rhea loved every moment of it. It was fun, interesting, and she caught on much faster than any of them expected. Proud parents would gift her with all sorts of things in reward for her beautiful performance: new gowns, jewelry, dolls and toys, when she was old enough to ride, her own horse that she had excitedly named Maverick for his white coat and strength. This lead to her taking trips down to the kingdom's beaches, usually followed by her parents, to ride along the oceanside for the evening and enjoy its cool breeze, the salty scents and sunsets over the waters.
As she grew older and more into herself, found less enjoyment just playing with her head maid or by herself, and no siblings to play with, her parents decided to find a playmate for her. Arhen Lagrange was his name, a boy about her age with just her a few months older. He was the youngest son of the Lagrange noble family, matching her age at the time of four. They seemed to get along fabulously well from the start, easily growing attached and clinging to each other whenever it was time to go separate ways at the end of the day. He became something like family to Rhea and her parents, another precious son, and if things hadn't gone as they did on that fateful day and visit, she likely would have been wedded to him when they both came of age.
But time did pass, and the future did come to be. Rhea had been left to be with the princes and princesses for the party, familiar faces that she would follow around and try and play with for the duration of the night, before a sudden agony hit her. The rest. And suddenly what was a simple party and playdate for her turned into the end of her world. Her parents were dead, and her gentle, innocent view of the world was shattered, with only one person to blame: Ivelda. The woman was a cruel keeper of the separated children for just a day or two, before deciding to take the princes to use for her own means and throw the princesses and her sister into some unknown world to never return from.
Her current memories began in the orphanage. The place was well enough off, with kind caretakers and children her age, an older boy Mathias who had taken to calling her his little sister and growing to be something of a protective older brother for her. Together the two of them played, caused mischief, acted like any other child their ages. With the two of them clinging to the hip, and the pretty faces they already had, it wasn't long before a couple swooped in to adopt them and take them home together. Estella and Luka Fae, models in the fashion and makeup businesses, plenty wealthy and more than happy to take in two children that would likely end up following their same paths easily. Life with the couple was fine enough. Liliya and Mathias never went without, and despite expectations the two made loving, kind parents. For all the confusion and pain that seemed to lay in Liliya's past that she could barely recall, at least now she was happy and content with a family of her own, a warm home, and plenty of meals.
As her and her brother grew older, their features grew into them more, and it was clear that they would be perfect fits for the model industry like the parents had hoped. While they would have never forced either of their children to pursue it, there were plenty of gentle pushes and encouragements to do so anyway, and in time both of them began to seek out the career path, or simply be scouted themselves. For Liliya though, just modeling for the rest of forever until she was too old or not pretty enough anymore wasn't satisfying for her, and she sought out scholarships and perfect grades to be sure she could enter college, and pursue her other passions. Fashion design, for one, was something she adored, and soon she found herself taking classes to do just that. For all she knows, her life has been smooth sailing and happy, and she hopes for it to continue that way. Unfortunately for her, fate has other ideas.
She was raised like any other heir would be; given the best of teachers and lessons in all different areas: history, etiquette and social conduct, literature, math and speech, the list could go on for ages. For someone as young as her once they began, it wouldn't be surprising to say that they would be overwhelming and tiring, but Rhea loved every moment of it. It was fun, interesting, and she caught on much faster than any of them expected. Proud parents would gift her with all sorts of things in reward for her beautiful performance: new gowns, jewelry, dolls and toys, when she was old enough to ride, her own horse that she had excitedly named Maverick for his white coat and strength. This lead to her taking trips down to the kingdom's beaches, usually followed by her parents, to ride along the oceanside for the evening and enjoy its cool breeze, the salty scents and sunsets over the waters.
As she grew older and more into herself, found less enjoyment just playing with her head maid or by herself, and no siblings to play with, her parents decided to find a playmate for her. Arhen Lagrange was his name, a boy about her age with just her a few months older. He was the youngest son of the Lagrange noble family, matching her age at the time of four. They seemed to get along fabulously well from the start, easily growing attached and clinging to each other whenever it was time to go separate ways at the end of the day. He became something like family to Rhea and her parents, another precious son, and if things hadn't gone as they did on that fateful day and visit, she likely would have been wedded to him when they both came of age.
But time did pass, and the future did come to be. Rhea had been left to be with the princes and princesses for the party, familiar faces that she would follow around and try and play with for the duration of the night, before a sudden agony hit her. The rest. And suddenly what was a simple party and playdate for her turned into the end of her world. Her parents were dead, and her gentle, innocent view of the world was shattered, with only one person to blame: Ivelda. The woman was a cruel keeper of the separated children for just a day or two, before deciding to take the princes to use for her own means and throw the princesses and her sister into some unknown world to never return from.
Her current memories began in the orphanage. The place was well enough off, with kind caretakers and children her age, an older boy Mathias who had taken to calling her his little sister and growing to be something of a protective older brother for her. Together the two of them played, caused mischief, acted like any other child their ages. With the two of them clinging to the hip, and the pretty faces they already had, it wasn't long before a couple swooped in to adopt them and take them home together. Estella and Luka Fae, models in the fashion and makeup businesses, plenty wealthy and more than happy to take in two children that would likely end up following their same paths easily. Life with the couple was fine enough. Liliya and Mathias never went without, and despite expectations the two made loving, kind parents. For all the confusion and pain that seemed to lay in Liliya's past that she could barely recall, at least now she was happy and content with a family of her own, a warm home, and plenty of meals.
As her and her brother grew older, their features grew into them more, and it was clear that they would be perfect fits for the model industry like the parents had hoped. While they would have never forced either of their children to pursue it, there were plenty of gentle pushes and encouragements to do so anyway, and in time both of them began to seek out the career path, or simply be scouted themselves. For Liliya though, just modeling for the rest of forever until she was too old or not pretty enough anymore wasn't satisfying for her, and she sought out scholarships and perfect grades to be sure she could enter college, and pursue her other passions. Fashion design, for one, was something she adored, and soon she found herself taking classes to do just that. For all she knows, her life has been smooth sailing and happy, and she hopes for it to continue that way. Unfortunately for her, fate has other ideas.
『 Face Claim 』
Zero Two ; Darling in the Franxx
