WILDER, DOMINIC CALEB

and i'm callin' out for my brothers but it's so dark in this night. am i alone?

25 | PANSEXUAL | SINGLE | EX-SOLDIER / PIANO TEACHER | HERO | DARREN CRISS

Dominic C. Wilder,

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basics, NAME: Dominic Caleb Wilder AGE: 25 BIRTHDAY: 17th August SEXUALITY: Pansexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single OCCUPATION: Piano teacher GRADE: -- FACE CLAIM: Darren Criss physical, HAIR COLOUR: Black EYE COLOUR: Brown TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: -- SCARS: handful of misc. cuts and scrapes, nothing especially noteworthy. HEIGHT: 5'6" WEIGHT: 135lbs internal, LIKES: music, the piano, coffee, dirty jokes, shots, people, sex, boys, girls, anyone in between, cities, summer, naps, travel. DISLIKES: missouri, the midwest in general, labels, haters, the cold, ptsd, distance, lies / pretence, pessimists, being alone. FEARS: loud / sudden noises, being put back into an active warzone, having to go back to missouri, anything bad happening to micah, feeling "this way" forever. ASPIRATIONS: go back to college at some point maybe, get in a better head space, settle down and stop searching for love / validation in stupid places. PERSONALITY: i. UPBEAT is probably the first polite word most people would think of to describe Dom. He is a tightly-wound little cluster of sunshine and optimism, with a tendency to bounce around from place to place and tell strangers that they should smile more. This behaviour used to come from a pure and genuine place, from Dom's belief that good things happen to good people and that evil never triumphs and everything will work out okay in the end if you just believe that it will. He is not so sure of any of that anymore, and many years have passed since he truly thought this way. He's somehow managed to become jaded but has forcefully resisted the temptation to become bitter, and continues to cling with increasing mania to his cheerful demeanour. There are very few things as obnoxiously, violently bright as a perpetual optimist who's been through the ringer one too many times. ii. LOUD is something that, for Dom, ties into his upbeat attitude. He's the kind of friendly, hyper, overly chatty individual who likes everyone to know that he is friendly and hyper and overly chatty. He has no off switch, no volume control, and there is no way to make him sit down, take a breath and chill out for a second. He is on all the time: cracking jokes, making a fool out of himself, always talking, always on the move, always loud. The more people that tell him to shut up, the louder he gets. This is something of a matter of personal pride for him. He spent a large portion of his life in the conservative midwest, being skirted around and having his peculiarities ignored, so he got it into his system early that if he wanted people to acknowledge who he was, he practically had to ram it down their throats. He needs people to pay attention to him because he needs validation any way he can get it. iii. OBLIVIOUS as in, Dom is probably one of the least self-aware people going. He doesn't really think about or examine himself that much, so he usually does things and acts a certain way without knowing why. The most introspective he gets is occasionally stopping to worry about whether or not he's a good person, before deciding that he probably is and then moving on. This general obtuseness can also be found in his social skill set, in that Dom is generally fairly oblivious to the people around him. He never knows when to shut up, when he's pushed someone too far, when a situation has gone from bad to worse. This can mean he either makes an idiot of himself, makes other people uncomfortable or actually puts himself in genuine danger. There are some people that aren't inclined to put up with his shit, and Dom is totally unable to tell them apart from the people who are. He is a terrible judge of both character and situation, and just assumes that because he means no offense that no one will take any, and because he means no harm, nobody else does either. iv. MELODRAMATIC Drama and Dom tend to go hand in hand. Flamboyant and confident, Dom has always known how to put on a show and make things interesting. He has been known to exaggerate or embellish a story now and then, and is also a shameless gossip. Dom runs the risk of making himself out to be a stereotype from time to time: theatrical, overemotional and fiercely loyal, he tends to make a spectacular 'sassy gay friend' which is something he'd fiercely deny if ever called on it. He's also very sentimental and has been known to get carried away or swept up in people and things, which can be annoying for the friends and family who have to listen to him wax lyrical about his latest obsessions. v. CREATIVE Dom's creativity is probably the one part of his personality that doesn't lack duality, that isn't both good and bad. It's something pure, some unquantifiable resource that just keeps welling up from somewhere inside him. Bright and imaginative, Dom is pretty good at any creative skill he puts his hand to. He's a decent artist, a passable writer and relatively accomplished poet, but as a musician, he's always been gifted. He's a self-taught pianist who's been composing since he was a pre-teen, but like most truly talented people, is fairly private and modest about these achievements. Dom's innate creativity is something that tends to bubble up in his personality from time to time: it's something you can see at work, something childish and joyful and totally uninhibited in his demeanour that's amusing to watch. It's his saving grace. Beneath layers of pride and drama and obnoxious behaviour, Dom is sweet and artistic and can be a pleasure to know. the lines, MOTHER'S NAME, AGE & OCCUPATION: Rosalyn (nee Estrada) Hernández, 38, secretary FATHER'S NAME, AGE & OCCUPATION: David Wilder, 55, janitor SIBLING NAME(S), AGE(S), OCCUPATION(S): Micah Wilder, 28, soldier (half-brother) Arlo Hernández, 15 (half-brother) Nestor Hernández, 12 (half-brother) Yoselyn Hernández, 10 (half-sister) PET(S) - SPECIES, BREED: -- CHILD(REN) NAME(S), AGE(S): -- the past, BIRTHPLACE: Bloomsdale, Missouri FIRST FRIEND: Dom's first and best friend was his older half-brother, Micah. With two absent mothers between them and an emotionally absent father, Micah was pretty much in charge of raising Dom. Dom idolised him, and their relationship has always been warm, supportive and affectionate (as well as including the necessary amount of brotherly banter). Micah is still is his best friend, as far as he's concerned. FIRST LOVE: His name was Will and he was "straight". There was a mutual attraction which lead to a sort of half-hearted, semi-closeted relationship, but Dom was too out and proud and Will wasn't even ready to admit that he might be gay yet. Dom has never known how to hold anything of himself back, so when Will decided he was too conflicted and ashamed of things to continue, it broke his heart. After publicly burning Will's old sweatshirt on the quad outside his dorm and flipping him off as dramatically as possible, Dom dropped out of college and never saw him again. FIRST MEMORY: He remembers being very young and very small. Warm and sleepy, with one long willowy arm around him and a cool hand on his forehead. He thinks he was sick at the time, feverish, because as he remembers it, the ceiling is warping and his mother's voice is going in and out of focus. She is singing to him softly in Spanish, stopping herself every few lines to peck a worried kiss to his cheek and call for his father - who is somewhere out of sight, not interested, not really caring how high Dom's fever is. BEST MEMORY: Dom's best memory is standing outside his brand new college dorm and waving goodbye to his big brother. There was something special and free in the air, like big things were on the horizon. And how amazing it felt to be out of Bloomsdale! Admittedly, he was only at Missouri State, but the sprawling Springfield campus felt like a world away from his tiny, stifling home town. It's the memory of hope more than anything, and it's been tarnished somewhat in the years since then, but it's still a good  thought that he occasionally comes back to. WORST MEMORY: His worst memory is more of a slew of bad experiences all blurred together, all from the period of his life where he was serving overseas with the army. It boils down to crouching in the dirt with the earth shaking all around him, to blood on his hands, to an IED exploding so close that his teeth shook in his jaw, to standing to attention while a coffin is marched past, to pulling a disembodied human hand from a mountain of smouldering rubble... These are the things that keep him tossing and turning at night now. HISTORY: i. CHILDHOOD Dom was born in the small "city" of Bloomsdale in Missouri to a pair of unmarried mixed-race lovers. His mother was an undocumented Cuban immigrant who was deported back to her home country when he was still a young child. She has since married and had more children, forming a second family which Dom is excluded from. The bulk of their relationship that he can remember consists of bi-annual letters exchanged on birthdays and Christmases. His father was an emotionally unavailable asshole with a gambling problem and bad luck with women. He'd been married once before, but his first wife had died and left him with one son. His next serious girlfriend had been deported and left him with another. While he was never abusive or even exactly cruel to his children, he was impatient and frustrated, and it showed. Dom was raised primarily by the aforementioned first son and his half-brother Micah, only four or so years his senior. Despite this, it was not that bad a childhood. Dom was a happy-go-lucky child more than capable of amusing himself and finding distraction from his circumstances, and he always had Micah to run to whenever he needed someone to bandage his scraped knees and reassure him that he was doing okay. It could have been worse. ii. ADOLESCENCE Adolescence was a mixed bag for Dom. As he grew older, he began to notice he was not quite like the other children. He was one of the few mixed race kids in his grade, and by the time he got to middle school, he was aware that his romantic tastes weren't quite as singular as his classmates'. He's never really liked the idea of putting a label on his orientation, but he supposes the one that fits the most is pansexual. This was a word he didn't know at the time and as his preferences have always favoured boys over girls, in high school he considered himself and was considered by others to be gay. In a small, conservative midwestern town, being not white and not straight could lead to trouble, and Dom's outspoken refusal to give a fuck lead to the occasional scrap or incident. Luckily, he had Micah to look out for him and to stop him from feeling too sorry for himself, but overall his teenage years were spent feeling strange, persecuted and out of place. iii. COLLEGE College was a Godsend. Although Dom didn't really know what he wanted to do and certainly wasn't in the academic or financial place he needed to be in to attend a good school, he was excited to leave the nest and start finding himself. He ended up at Missouri state, where he intended to major in music education. He had vague plans of perhaps performing one day, with teaching music as a fallback, but they were only very vague. Most of his one and only year at college was spent playing drinking games with his roommate, and wasting time on a nowhere-bound relationship. When that relationship went sour, Dom was so distraught that he dropped out of college and was forced to return to the family home in Bloomsdale. There followed what Dom describes as the most tragic period of his life. He got a job working nights at the local gas station. The job suited him fine as he just got to fuck around, and also being nocturnal meant that he rarely had to encounter his foul-tempered father. But there was still something terminally unsatisfying about it, especially when he'd been so sure that he'd get out of Bloomsdale and have a real life... iv. THE ARMY His ticket out came from an unexpected source: the US army. When his soldier big brother came to visit while he was on leave, Dom was hit with a sudden inspiration to follow in his footsteps. Or it was a fit of madness bought on by desperation, he's not sure. Either way, he enlisted. This was probably a mistake. Dom had never felt any particular need to protect and serve the country that had ripped his mother from him, nor did he have a violent temperament. In fact, he was pretty much a pacifist, so it didn't make a lot of sense. He didn't enjoy his time in the military. He was not disciplined, not a survivor, and he's almost positive that the only reason he made it out in one piece is because luck was on his side. He doesn't really like to think of these four years of his life very much now that they're over. v. NOW It's been six months since his term of service came to an end, and since returning to US soil, Dom has settled in a small town just outside of New York City. Why he picked Pearl River, he's not sure. He liked the idea of living in the city, of being somewhere vibrant and metropolitan and not Missouri, but the rent in NYC turned out to be rather more expensive than his savings would allow, so he had to settle for the outskirts. He carved out a job for himself by marketing his only reliable talent, and began offering music lessons to locals. He currently lives a quiet, gentle kind of life while he recovers from his latest tour of duty: playing the piano, worrying about his brother still overseas, and trying to deal with the mild PTSD that's settled over him like a shroud since he's been back. That involves seeing a therapist once a week to talk about his sudden aversion to loud noises and his inability to sleep without experiencing traumatic flashbacks, but that's okay. Dom has never been too proud to ask for help when he needs it.

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