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― independent, private, semi-selective OC // written by katie. established in : 2012.( scroll )

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.    FULL NAME.    .    brian aaron dessron
.    ALSO KNOWN AS.    .    brandon micah juniper
.    D.O.B. + AGE.    .    12 / 15 /1993, age 30
.    GENDER.    .    cismale, he/him
.    ORIENTATION.    .    pansexual
.    SPECIES.    .    demon
.    MEDICAL.    .    dyslexia, bipolar disorder, depression, ptsd, alcoholism, and drug addiction.
.    CRIMINAL.    .     breaking and entering, drug possession, attempted murder, three counts of murder ii, one count of murder i, and many undocumented crimes.
.    OCCUPATION.    .    used to be a mechanic, looking to become one again, but currently unemployed.
.    HOBBIES.    .    boxing, video games, skateboarding, woodworking ( amateur ).

.    EYES.    .    brown
.    HAIR.    .    blonde, kept relatively short, always has a beard
.    HEIGHT / BODY.    .    6'2'', toned and muscular
.    TATTOOS.    .    found here
.    PIERCINGS.    .     left ear is pierced at the lobe, though he doesn't often wear something in it. he also has a prince albert ( unfortunately )
.    OTHER.    .     small, blob-like birthmark behind his right ear. a scar that runs from below his right hip bone to the side of his right knee, decorated with hundreds of small, horizontal scars along the length of it.

current & past history, plus powers ;

CURRENTLY : as of 2024, brian arrived back ( in mainverse ) after being possessed by his angelic counterpart for the better half of a year. he pulled his husband from hell, a big no-no, so they're dealing witht he repurcussions of that.BEFORE LIFE ; in the year of 1468, a young girl at the tender age of seventeen, by the name of nina lasendra, began a journey that would lead her to the dessron family. one that would seal her doom. living in a secluded village with her mother and father, she was young, beautiful— glowing ; long brown hair, hazel eyes, hourglass figure.. she was well mannered, charming, sweet— the kind of warm hug you get with a cup of hot chocolate. she was the apple of her parents eye, and popular amongst the tight-knit community they dwelled in.the month of february in the year 1468 was one that would never be forgotten. it was chilly, and she had wandered into the forrest in hopes of finding meat for the winter when a rush of air ran along the left side of her body, only to hug around to the right side. it was as though someone ran past her, took her soul with them. the young girl made her way back to her home only to find her mother and father held tight against the chests of two young men, blades to their throats. her cries for ‘mama’ and ‘papa’ were shrilling, echoing throughout the open land. her father was the one to reign her in, explain that the man ( who she was informed was called by his last name of dessron ) just needed what they owed him, then he would be on his way. she had heard his name, a sour taste biting at her buds in remembrance of just how cruel and ruthless their family is known as. they took what they wanted no matter the consequences or expense of another.she believes her father, even finding farther peace when a young family of deer emerge from the bushes along the line of the woods, taking it as a good omen. but in those split seconds, her life had already changed. there was blood, a crack, and she came back to reality with the vision of her parents lying on the ground presumably dead. the oposing family is gone in a flash, something she still hasn’t come to understand ( yet ). a soft voice breaks the looming silence as she speaks their titles, and just as she’s about to lose it all, their eyes opened. just as soon as it was good, it was bad. her father was getting loud with her, telling her to go back inside, and her inquiries weren’t being taken with pride and the willingness to find an answer for her, they were just met with rejection. so, she would make her way inside, close the door, hide away in her room. that is, until she heard rustling from outside, to which curiosity killed the cat. or, really, in this instance, curiosity killed the deer. she looked out of her window to be met with the harsh reality that the woodland family had been killed, and it’s such a gruesome sight that she knows it isn’t a simple hunt, it’s something much more than that. this is when she decided to venture back outside after an hour or two of cool-down time from her parents, and when she goes outside she realizes that they’re gone.from there it takes studying, hours or research, endless months of proving a building theory. her parents abandoned her, that shattered her. but in a way, she understood, because why would they want to live around their daughter after what they had become? the cruelty of outliving your child… it was wrong, it was absolute blasphemy to the lord, and after she found her way to her own transformation, she swore to seek out revenge on every new bloodline of dessron’s to come.BIRTH ; it’s the year of 1993, centuries have passed, but it’s still winter. destiny and christopher dessron have made their own little corner in the hospital room, welcoming their first ( and only ) child, brian aaron dessron. both are happy, destiny especially, and she knows from the moment she lays eyes on him that he’s destined for anything but an ordinary life. he’s destined for something great.EARLY LIFE ; childhood was rather breezy. it wasn’t until the eighth/ninth year that thinhgs became rocky, all in the form of verbal abuse. christopher was a strong, upright christian man ( the kind that make all of us other christians look horrible ), and his values went way beyond what they should. love thy neighbor, right? yes, but only if they fit the very traditional norm that is apparently the bible. it was a tightly run household ; church was a must and definitely very frequent, cussing was an abomination, as was anything that involved steering away from a traditional home of woman and man ; man, the bread maker, and woman, the home maker.he was active in school, rather melancholy boy at times, but for the most part he was happy, willing to help, and driven to make his parents proud. he was active in school, even though he struggled, and his father bringing his fist down in pure disappointment over low grades did nothing to help his undiagnosed ( at the time ) dyslexia. his only friend was a girl named anne ; a girl who had so much fire in her eyes, so much determination — she was the sister he never had.TEEN YEARS ; age fourteen, soon to be fifteen, his sexuality began to rear its head more and more, as well as who he preferred romantically. and while his mother was in love with her baby boy no matter what, his father was a different story. this is the age that verbal abuse turned into verbal abuse and physical abuse. it wasn’t uncommon for him to show up at school with a black eye, bruises beneath his shirt. as thought he physical abuse wasn’t enough, the verbal only escalated. what’s significant about the age of fourteen, even thirteen, is that it’s when his life began to completely changed. he dived into the life of drugs and alcohol, and found himself easily addicted. anne and himself would go to party after party, crashing at her penthouse where she often resided alone ( her parents would be anywhere except with her ; they didn’t win parents of the year, either ). there were plenty of times she held back his hair when he was bent over the porcelain throne, just as there were plenty of times he did the same in return.at age fifteen, there was one night where he came home from a party he attended with anne ; hung over, drowsy, he just grabbed a bag of cheetos before stumbling into his room. but time passed, as it does, and the sound of the front door being kicked in made him jump out of bed in a way that felt like ice water had just been thrown onto him. making his way out of his room, he was met with the eyes of his parents where they knelt over in the living room, an animalistic look in their eyes. he expected hands-on punishment from his father, but his mother? never. which was why it was such a surprise when her hands were on him, shoving him up against the wall. they were looking for something, something he could never give unless he wanted to give his life, something that made his mother take charge and make them leave just for the sake of her baby boy. so, they left.he waited for months. bills came in, went unpaid, and living necessities got shut off. most of his time was spent with anne, up until the point they decided to make their escape. they had to get out of this town, this city, this state — it’s too toxic. they merged what small amount of money they owned and whatever they could find, and decided the next morning they would take the first bus out. it was decided they would have one final ‘hoorah’ in the form of a party. they both came back to anne’s place early in the morning, passing out until it was around noon. brian managed to sneak out without causing his companion to stir, taking a small trip to the gas station down the street and on the corner for some food and coffee he hoped would sober them up. when he returned, he was met with nothing but red. she was dead. he didn’t think to report it, didn’t think anyone would notice ; not many people paid attention to the druggie kids in town, and they were notoriously known. emotions awry, he just grabbed the money and ran.he traveled south from new york, going through beautiful, colorful land before stopping at the edge of the woods that led to an entryway to a town in virginia. it was there that he was stopped by an unfamiliar face, one of whom made herself known as nina. she easily brought him under her spell, and he stayed with her for three years in a small cottage in the woods. of course, he fell in love with her, but was it ever real? she had compelled him to stay, it wasn’t necessarily by his own will ( but, really, wasn’t it? ). at the age of eighteen, he returned to their abode only to find her with another man ; compulsion broke, he found out her secret — the one where she wanted to keep him from his parents. ever since the age of fifteen, she had been running his life, and it all began with turning his parents into the thing his family centuries ago had done to her parents. revenge is a dish best served cold.that was only the beginning of her toying with his life.he went into town, found a place to live, and that’s where he met a boy named ollie — a boy he fell head over heels for. and he married him. it’s just that ollie was gone too much, brian cheated on him too often, and then one day he was dead— gone for good. he struggled with it for over a year ; severe panic attacks, lashing out.. but he had his sister, his best friend that he had met since moving in to the land of the living — elouise. it was within this time that nina found him again, turning him into the same thing as all those before him. that’s when he became a killer.________________________________ADDITIONAL FACTS ; a. brian was turned into a vampire at the age of eighteen. / b. death is something he’s familiar with, seeing as he’s gone through it a few times. eventually his sins caught up with him, the final death taking him just far away enough from his life of the undead to something darker.. he’s now a demon. / more will be added to this! i have a lot of backstory for brian, seeing as i’ve been writing him since 2012, and there’s a lot of spaces to fill, but i wanted to get down the gist of his backstory. feel free to ask any questions!________________________________BRIAN'S POWERS ;incineration ; status is active. incineration is a rare and powerful ability that, like the name suggests, incincerates someone or something. brain is considered a low-level demon. his powers have grown stronger over the past few years, especially since being in hell ( the more time spent there, the stronger he becomes ). if he thinks it, if he channels it, he can set things on fire simply with his mind. this also happens when he's very frustrated / angry, usually involuntarily. he also has the ability to have his entire body erupt into flames, but this is usually as a last ditch effort in a fight, or if he is severely pissed.fireballs ; status is active. the ability to create and throw balls made out of fire. beings with the power of pyrokinesis can create their version of fireballs, however, they are not as powerful. brain does have pyrokinesis ( will be the next bulletin ). his fireballs are not strong enough to take out powerful enemies. he can't kill with them.pyrokinesis ; status is active. pyrokinesis is the ability to create and manipulate fire at will. it can be channeled through the mind or hands. brain almost always uses his hands. fire often grows in his palms, it can even channel up his arms ; his entire arm isn't on fire, it's just channels of flames crossing over one another, kind of like veins. he can manipulate it to take on the figure of an animal, a woman in the palm of his hand, ect. -- that part is usually used for entertainment purposes.thermokinesis ; status is active. thermokinesis is the ability to mentally control and manipulate heat, encompassing the power and ability to boil and super heat things to scalding temperatures. this kind of goes along with the other two. he can boil water, even blood, any kind of liquid ; he can set simple things on fire with his mind, but mostly needs his hands to do anything else. an example of this is if someone was freezing, he could warm them back up to normal temperature. sometimes he uses this for comfort, along with small, harmless flames.fire-throwing ; status is active. fire throwing is the powerful and deadly ability to project jets of flame from the hands, capable of completely immolating even high-level demons. however, brian is not that strong ( not yet, anyway ). it's important to emphasize that brain is powerful, but is definitely not unstoppable. he's a lower-level demon, his powers aren't as strong as others. this power is one that would drain a lot of energy, as well as become very painful, and potentially harmful to the human body he inhabits.shimmering ; status is active. shimmering is an energy-based method of transportation that allows users to appear and disappear from a desired location. when teleporting, the user shimmers, distorting the space around them momentarily ( click here for an example ). this is a common power among demons. shimmering also allows demons to travel anywhere in the world, as well as different planes or timelines, such as time loops ( brain has not yet discovered the ability to go to different dimensions, and might not ever discover it. )