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shea marie easton was brought into the world on the winter solstice to two very normal people. she was the second daughter to james and marianne with the eldest being born some years before. the first few years of her life were spent as any infant turned toddler could expect... with another sister following suit when shea was three. the easton family became complete with the birth of her little sister and, while feeling a bit slighted, shea marie was young enough to not feel replaced or neglected for long. all in all growing up in LOCATION in the family that she was blessed with; life was the epitome of average, mediocre, and fairly content. the older shea got the more it began to drive her insane.
of course, that isn't to say that boredom walked hand in hand with absolute disappointment. it didn't really, and the area that she was raised in was beautiful and managed to retain a sort of pseudo colonial fantasy land of old houses, well-maintained yards, sleepy-peaceful ambiance, and established family businesses. the sort of new england town that you always picture being full of autumn leaves. for shea marie; it held a subtle charm and primitive vibe wrapped in a cool air of civility. Of course, at the same time, it could make you want to stab your eyes out with a bic pen. as a young teenager most of her friends were older and prone to wasting time through smoking pot, tripping on weekends, and listening to pink ffloyd or alice in chains. activities such as general vandalism, dabbling in random occult practices, and barking at the jocks became de rigueur for the young teen.
her parents, while skeptical of their middle child's choices, trusted her and let her make her own mistakes. still; for all of her smoking and swearing and pranks... shea was actually a fairly well-adjusted child.
and then she met michael whitmore.
michael was a sophomore and recent transplant from england, who had moved over with his family. from the moment that they met their lives became a cliché oftenabused and over-used by hollywood. the pair of 'rebels' immediately connected, became close friends, and within months became an official couple. he was always smiling, always sweet, and could wear eyeliner like nobody's business. they were inseparable from the moment they met and, while they had issues like any couple, they were happiest together.
as the end of high school loomed closer; shea marie had to deal with the colossus of adult life that was known as college. "what do i want to be when i grow up?" the question had troubled her for her entire life and had changed frequently over time. it took an ungodly amount of time to choose something. for one; she genuinely loved to learn and, for two: she had passing phases of fancy and didn't want to choose a major that she'd later get bored in. the decision didn't come until christmas in her senior year. presents were being passed around and her sister handed her a package. after tearing away the shining paper; she found herself staring at a book called
memento mori - a collection of magickal and mythological perspectives on death, dying, mortality & beyond and, just like that; shea marie easton saw her future flashing before her like a neon sign at a skeezy bar.
after graduation and the dust of summer had settled; she moved further north to amherst, massachusetts to attend the university of massachusetts. michael followed as a music major and together they dived into adult life. balancing schoolwork with hobbies and drinking wasn't nearly as difficult as other people made it out to be, and she found herself thriving in the college culture. she was officially listed as a major in anthropology and managed to hit the dean's list for both semesters of her freshman year. when she wasn't studying or hanging out; shea marie was active in several clubs within the school. it was through the lgbt-sa that she was invited to come to a meeting of the school's pagan society. curious, as she was extremely fond of mythology and subcultures in general, the blonde attended a meeting and found her life changed forever.
paganism was, historically, the oldest faith on earth. then again; it was such a broad ass term in some contexts that it almost had to be. every culture had it's own gods, goddesses, and customs and it all tied in so well with her passions. an insatiable learner; shea marie immersed herself in education that would eventually help her through the darkest days of her life. michael was supportive; although he was a content agnostic. through this, however, she discovered her inner hearth witch and began to learn how to make her own remedies. from teas to incense, from salves to tinctures to perfumes made of essential oils... she wanted to learn it all. there was something therapeutic in making things to benefit the health and well-being of others, and she loved to do it.
time flew by, as it does when one is happy, and before she knew it graduation was upon her. with no idea or plans for her immediate future; shea marie accepted her diploma to the applause and excitement of her family and friends. the next week was spent partying with her loved ones and generally riding the smooth wave of accomplishment and in so many ways she felt that she'd never been higher. unfortunately the gods can have sick senses of humor and, while she was at the top of the ladder of her life, someone's foot kicked it out from under her. on the twenthy-ninth of june, 2011, shea marie had come home from a necessary job as a sandwich artist to find her fiancé in the garage... door closed and motor running. beside him was a manilla envelope that contained various legal documents, photographs, instructions, and an apology. "baby; i'm sorry to leave you, but i have to go. i will love you forever." there was no further information... no reason why. he'd always been happy, or so she'd thought. suddenly; her life's passion had become all too real.
depression was inevitable and it followed quick on the heels of the shock. she spent months in mourning; months trying to come to terms with what had happened. she did everything that one would expect... hell, she even got a therapist. it took time but, through therapy and family and faith, slowly shea marie began to feel a little better day by day. by samhain; she was ready to let michael go. the ancestor shrine shone brightly that year and shea marie finally felt at peace. by yule she'd decided that she needed a change.
massachusetts was beautiful, but she greatly missed home and could feel it calling to her. not wanting to move back with her folks; the young blonde found an apartment in nearby sleepy hollow. she managed to get a job working in a cafe before she found INSERT SOMETHING BETTER
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basics
birth name: Shea Marie Easton
nicknames: Khaleesi, Titter (Fam Only), Sheameless, Etc
birth date + age: December 21, 1990
living in: TBA.
hometown: Irvington, NY.
education: BA in Anthropology from UMass, 2011.
occupation: TBD
status: Single.
parents: Marianne Easton(mother), James Easton (father)
siblings:_____ (sister, 18-21, open), _____ (sister, 25, open)
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Facts
☠ Growing up she had a rather large obsession with all things Robin Hood.
☠ Her obsession with death began with the segment "Night on Bald Mountain" from Disney's Fantasia as a child. It was cemented by the death of her hermit crab, named Woody, when she was eight.
☠ Has only one tattoo at the moment; the words I will love you forever in her deceased fiancé's handwriting on her right hip. Aside from that she has her tongue, ears, and navel pierced.
☠ Growing up she wanted to be an archaeologist thanks to such films as Jurassic Park and The Mummy and it lasted until she took some classes in college... no thank you.
☠ Played guitar, piano, and violin in middle and high school. She stopped playing when Michael died, and didn't begin again until September 2013, though the process is a slow one.
☠ Has traveled to, and studied in, Mexico (as well as Spain and Peru). She was almost kidnapped in Mexico City but narrowly escaped by hiding in a Norwegian tour group.
☠ Speaks fluent Spanish, as well as some Italian and French. Language fascinates her.
☠ Truly embraced her spirituality in college, and keeps her beliefs eclectic and varied. Her beliefs are (primarily) a mix of varying mythologies from europe, india, new orleans,and latin america with light influence from other faiths such as hoo doo & native american shamanism.
☠ Smokes like a chimney & drinks as much wine as a Lannister. Despite these vices (and the pot); Shea Marie lives as healthy as she can.
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tl ; dr
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shea marie (she only allows just 'shea' from a few, much loved, people) is 23, has a ba in anthropology from umass, and works as a shift manager at a new age store in downtown sleepy hollow. she's pagan, and a witch, who makes and sells various products (soaps, teas, incense, oil blends, remedies, candles, etc) that she makes at home. her fiance committed suicide two years ago and shea marie has been struggling through the grief ever since, though it has gotten better with time. she lived in isolation for the first year before she moved back home and slowly tried getting out into the world again. she still has a propensity to sit in her attic apartment with her cat more than walking about; but she's working on it. she received her former fiance's parents' log cabin some 15 min north of the hollow, where she often takes friends for parties. shea's a very kind, caring, person who is still trying to come to terms with the things that have happened to her. beyond that: she knows who/what she is and refuses to compromise herself. she has studied death cultures whilst working in mexico, peru, and spain during college (mostly during the summers), she reads more than she watches tv, can drink most men under the table, and isn't half as scary as she looks.
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