180+ and 1 year dtae <3

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ♥ – – – ♥ ‎these are my entries!! :D ione - glowwave she/her - they/them 18 overview - ione is your classic party chic, and everyone's go-to dj. she enjoys cracking glow sticks, as well as showing off her glow in the dark tattoos from her grand-dad's ink shop. ione tends to be a bit loud, and often shouts at the worst possible times. ‎♥ – – – ♥ amaranth - valentine she/fae - she/they 18 overview - amaranth is the known daddy's girl. the word on the street is that her father is in league with the devil, and that's also why she has a horn. amaranth has a love for all things over the top and frilly, bonus points if it's pink. she has a flair for being at every party possible as well as keeping her grades at a decent level. fae often enjoys taunting others, with very few that she deems worthy of her attention and time. ‎♥ – – – ♥ combined backstory - ( possibly long idk ) "You want me to what?" Ione pulled the phone away from her ear, giving it a look. She put it back up again as the person on the other end began to speak. "I need you to be the DJ-- just for this party. Please?" the other person drew out the last word. "Fine," Ione sighed. "You know I can never say no to a party." There was a squeal of joy from the other side, a rushed goodbye, and a beep as the caller hung up. Ione grinned to herself. This was going to be a night-- a party night. News of a party reached Amaranth's ears, and boy was she ready. Fae stepped out of the cotton pink limo she had her dad reserve for her, and onto the already littered with red polo cups and.. other items. Amaranth sniffed haughtily at the trash, and stepped forward with her fluffed platform boots. Within the house, it was loud, music making everything have a buzzy haze around the edges. Fae grinned. This was definitely her kind of party. Ione was having the time of her life behind the DJ booth. The music was thrumming through her veins, the flashing lights making her tattooed eyes glow and seemingly blink. She popped another can, downing it and throwing up her hands. Ione was swept from the booth- quickly placing the song setting to loop- and letting the pounding rhythm make her bones shake and her hips sway. They twirled and twirled, until they were off the floor and in front of the pink queen herself. Amaranth stared at the slightly disheveled girl in front of her, and gave the other a wicked grin. She motioned to Ione's headphones with a pointed, gloved hand. "You seem to be having fun, DJ." Amaranth batted her eyelashes. "And you seem pretty cool- wanna cause some.. chaos?" Ione gave her own wild smile in return. "I'm all in pinkie."