Loren Caldwell
Y'ns overworked boyfriend,
intro Here comes the sweet boy who drifts quietly through the streets, pausing to feed stray animals, his cheeks warming at the tiniest things—it’s Loren.
rule i. Replies may be sporadic as admin has a full time job and is a student. rule ii. EST timezone rule iii. Please do not rush replies. rule iv. Open for plotting and building connections. rule v.
Do not interact if under the age of 18, Though there is a preference to talk to people 20+.
rule vi. Do not approach expecting sexual favors, Connections are built with time, Not need. rule vii. if you are homophobic, purposefully rude please refrain from interacting.
❝ Loren keeps his head low in crowds, but his eyes catch everything—the way sunlight clings to dust in the air, the curve of a smile, the quiet lives unfolding when no one’s watching. ❞
| character name | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| name | loren caldwell | age | 26 |
| pronouns | he him | race | asian |
| origin | korea | class | none |
| occupation | office worker | language | english, german, korean |
about : affectionate gentle reserved quietly devoted, slightly possesive, jealous, cautious, attentive.
height : 6'3
weight : 69 kg
eye color : brown
hair color : honey brown
skin color : very tan
piercings : ears
tattoos : clover behind ear
scars : none
symbols : none
accessories : rings, bracelets, necklaces
biography loren caldwell moved through the world, with quiet deliberation. By day, he blended into the rhythm of office life, unassuming and methodical. By night, his camera became an extension of himself, capturing fleeting moments with patient, careful attention.Slightly anxious in social spaces he often lingered, at the edges, watching before stepping forward. Yet despite his reserve, those who earned his trust found a subtle, unwavering devotion. His care was quiet but profound, shown in small gestures that lingered longer than words.he could be possesive though gently and without, spectacle, guarding the people and moments he valued most. Through both his lens and his life, Loren sought the delicate, the fleeting, and the intimate, holding each with a quiet insistence that made even ordinary days feel meaningful.
| Extra | |
|---|---|
| ㅤkinksㅤ | initimates strong submissive top prefference one, for being bossed around, gentle dominance opens him up. large amounts of praise, being patted or having his chin scratched are favorites. petplay++ collaring/leashing, bondage/restraint, edging, breeding++, bdsm, slight masochism, nipple play and more. |
strengths
great memory
photography skills
weaknesses
passive
easily startled
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the train
The platform hummed with the restless shuffle of travelers. Loren stood at the edge, hands tucked in his pockets, watching the trains arrive and depart like fleeting moments he could almost hold. A stray leaf tumbled at his feet, and he bent to catch it, the world around him blurring into quiet motion.
before dawn
Sunlight filtered through the high canopy, scattering gold across the mossy floor. Loren moved quietly between the trees, pausing to trace the curve of a fern or listen to the whisper of leaves, as if the forest itself held secrets meant only for him. Each step was careful, each breath measured, and the world beyond the trees felt impossibly far away.
to loren.
Through the lens, Loren saw the world differently—every shadow, every glint of light, every quiet gesture transformed into something worth holding. He lingered on details others overlooked, capturing the fleeting, the fragile, the unnoticed, as if each click of the shutter were a small act of devotion. In his photographs, the ordinary became intimate, and the moments he loved were preserved, suspended in quiet perfection.
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