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‘ i am an archaeologist. i try to discover the mysteries, but sometimes, danger finds me instead. ”
@flmed requested one liner starter.
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⁽ ᴾ ⁾ [ @flmed ] ╮ JOHANN DREYMAN said: "I SEE YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE ME. WELL, IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO."
AN UNEASY TENSION SETTLE IN THE BACK OF HER NECK AND SHOULDERS, SEEPING UP INTO THE BACK OF HER SKULL AND BRINGS ON A THRUMMING HEADACHE. she may not look it, bianca keeping her usual composure wearing the mask of a blank expression, but the words took her aback. for a moment she considered johann, weighing the possibilities of their supposed shared past and yet ... SHE CAME UP SHORT.
ʽʽ I'M AFRAID MY MEMORY IS NOT QUITE WHAT IT USED TO BE. ʼʼ THE LONGER SHE LOOKED BACK AT HIM, UNSUSPECTING AS HE MAY LOOK, IT WAS ALWAYS NECESSARY TO BE WARY OF STRANGERS CLAIMING TO KNOW WHO SHE ONCE WAS.
ʽʽ BUT THAT BEGS THE QUESTION—what are you doing here? if you know who i am or rather used to be, then i do not believe us to be friends. ʼʼ
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she carries too much in her hands, her face, her voice. treacherous, flittering, things that they were. fighting her every impossible attempt to strain them into something passable as stillness. ease. it's supposed to be nearly done— the perpetual motion machine of their empire all but finished. crouching toward some semblance of respectability as the dirtier work shifted hands.
"did you want a drink while you wait, @flmed?" lizzie lingers by the liquor cabinet, her palms flat behind her along its polished surface. "whisky? gin?"
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#flmed#hii!#I wasn't sure where to set this but maybe the blinders are looking to work with him in some capacity
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@flmed , jo trying to convince akina and her cat that they should keep the ferret . 🙄 they'll scratch him .
#damn i love ferrets ... long friends ...#but i don't think cats like them ... cats don't like anyone .... hehehhe sorry#flmed
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monster & ghost :')
OC ASKS: not so nice edition. status: accepting.
monster: Is your OC monstrous in any way? Is there something that makes them monstrous? Are they aware of their own monstrosity? Do they accept it or reject it?
answered here!
ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?
her past does, more specifically all the things she went through as a teenager: falling in love with a grown man and having a relationship with him, and all the abuse that followed it. in a lot of ways, she still hasn't fully processed it. it took pat years to acknowledge it as abuse and not just a love affair gone wrong, and even after this realization she still alternates between (rightfully) feeling angry and disgusted, and fooling herself into thinking she had any control over the situation.
she handles it quite poorly, often feeling like what happened still dictates her behavior and her decisions even now, over a decade later. fantasizing about revenge is one of the only things that brings her comfort, but even then it won't erase what happened and the likelihood that this will continue to haunt her for a long time is very high.
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a long - perfected smile is plastered to porcelain features as the former first lady stands with the turn of the doorknob signaling his arrival. the man singled out after a long few weeks of deliberation and a sea of qualified candidates. god knows her campaign could use the help ━━ it's funny just how little perks, security included, come with divorcing a sitting president. a lesson learned the hard way, when her office had been broken into just a week prior. the senator moves quickly, meeting him at the door with an outstretched hand. " mr. dreyman, welcome. it's a pleasure to have you. "
@flmed : 21. EMPLOY : for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc.
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Happy birthday Jamie!! Arsenal will win the league.
Jamie pauses, blinking. “What, are you some bloke in the England Twitter replies?” Tartt versus Saka. Arsenal versus Richmond versus City. It’s his fucking birthday and he’s fucking done with it. “We’ll see. Got a lot of football to play.”
@flmed | jamie’s 26th birthday !!
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waking up next to someone was an unfamiliar experience for lara, but it was not unwelcome … she stirred from a hazy dream, her eyes are heavy when she blinks twice as she finds comfort in the silence of the bedroom. she is silent not wanting to disturb @flmed. her body is still entwined with his, unaware that she craved this desire for this type of comfort … she shifts onto her back after a few moments, sitting in the silence, glancing up at the ceiling.
she finds herself looking at him again, believing that he is still asleep, a soft smile growing on her features as the previous night’s memories start to revive in her brain. instead of puzzles and ancient mysteries, she found herself in his arms, discovering parts of herself that she didn’t know possible —- but that doubt lingers in her mind at the back of her subconscious. the doubt of if she is capable of letting anyone in … she isn’t aware she let out a soft noise as she lingers off into a daydream, another coping mechanism to escape reality.
“ do you want me to go? ”
she turns back again at the sound of his voice, surprised that he was awake … for how long? she isn’t sure but knowing that he was awake, it makes those thoughts easier to shut off. “ no. ” it’s a whisper, “ i don’t want you to go. ” she admits. not yet. “ i thought you were sleeping, i had a dream and i woke up with a start, that’s all. ” she says as she turns to lay on her side, facing him as she reaches out to run her fingertips on his face. “ i’m enjoying you too much. ”
MORNING AFTER PROMPTS.
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*slips underneath her door . . .*
[ ⭑ ] ╮ JOHANN DREYMAN at [ @flmed ].
THE NOTE LAID ON HER BEDROOM FLOOR WHEN SHE CAME HOME, THE VIBRANT COLOR OF IT MAKING IT IMPOSSIBLE TO MISS. Bending over to pick it up, Bianca studied it a little more closely-only to then exhale a long sigh. HE MUST HAVE BEEN HERE EARLIER TO VISIT WITH VÂN. ʽʽ Идиот. ʼʼ [ IDIOT. ] Oh, the theatrics of people today. She tossed the card onto her dresser, right next to the red dress she'd already picked out for the occasion.
#flmed#w. JOHANN DREYMAN.#UNIV. DEFAULT.#the way she just rolled her eyes seeing this--#in a ''as if you haven't already worn me down and made me go on a date with you'' fashion.#anyway this was cute and made me giggle.
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❛ Not t’ be rude or anythin’ but, can I fuckin’ help you? You’re kinda’ invadin’ my personal space bubble a bit, buddy. ❜
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honey, what happened to your forehead, i can play chess on it /j
... your mom .
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@flmed : peach. my muse groping your muse’s ass during grinding. :3
it feels like this has been going on all day; gazes meeting in fleeting moments, teasing touches here and there, subtle but oh-so effective. pat would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy this, if there weren't times she asked him to hurry up knowing it would make him go even slower, agonizingly slow, keeping her wanting and aching for as long as possible before taking her over the nearest surface available. it's almost a game for her, trying to find out which one will give in to frustration first. and right now, she's at her fucking limit.
she lets out a shaky breath as johann's hands slide down her back, right at the curve of her waist, pushing her into a deeper arch. she's on his lap, straddling one of his thighs as their lips meet over and over. their bodies are too close together for her to reach the waistband of his pants, and she wonders if that's deliberate; probably. the hands continue their path down until they push down over her ass, grabbing at her rough and possessive. she whimpers an ungodly sound when he moves her to grind over the high line of his thigh. his grip controls her pace effortlessly, moving her however he pleases, the friction inside her panties not perfect but it makes her head spin even faster. she's soaked with her own wetness, so much that she's sure johann can feel it through the layer of fabric that separates them.
" ah━ baby, " her cheeks burn with the pet name, reserved only for two occasions: when she's being sarcastic, and when she's too horny to think straight. she takes his bottom lip between her teeth gently, soothing the bite right after with another kiss. " please. aren't you gonna fuck me? "
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"How're you feelin' about the season so far?" This is probably not a meeting he should be taking. But his club knows they've got him locked down, safe. Who cares what the public has to say, what rumours will spread? Richmond is top table, and Jamie hopes to hold on to that for the rest of the season, though it'll be a scrap.
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@flmed sent "maybe we should forget this even happened."
that wasn't something she particularly enjoyed hearing from anyone, but especially not him. the insecurity threatened to creep in, but she refused to let it, if only on the basis that it was simply too early in the morning to let herself get her feelings hurt. she nodded, casting her gaze towards the window momentarily while she collected her shoes and jacket. "no right, cause this totally wouldn't have worked anyway." vivian sat back on the bed and pulled her shoes on. she had dressed up for him, a little, but it wasn't like she'd be doing the walk of shame out of his building on a monday morning in stilettos. a dress, jean jacket and a surprisingly sensible pair of white air forces made up her outfit, though she wasn't actually sure where she'd set her purse down. probably by the door, hopefully by the door. she finished retying her laces to look back over at where johann was getting dressed. "so, how do you wanna do this? i could leave and then you wait like 5 minutes or so before you do." she wanted coffee and maybe a croissant for the ride back to her apartment, and she knew she'd passed a coffee shop on the corner on her way inside the night before. he didn't want to acknowledge it, but that didn't mean she couldn't offer, right? "or i could stop by that place on the corner and get you coffee before you go..."
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[ 👨🏫 ] how much does your muse care about image? how would they react if something personal got leaked about them?
headcanon meme.
This got away from me a little but thank you for giving me room to wax poetic about niche worldbuilding elements I'm interested in, haha. (I am apparently very interested in late-stage capitalism and global employment laws. Aren't we all?)
The short answer is that Kei cares deeply about his image in all verses. He trades on it, after all. In his main verse he flees his planet purely to avoid some bad publicity (well, that and criminal charges, but it's honestly the public embarrassment that makes him snap). "Running away," then, is his general response to being exposed for something unflattering.
But this question is much more nuanced in his human verse, because he cannot simply move planets when news anchors are mean to him, and he has a much lower threshold for what indiscretions he would class as intolerably embarrassing.
First I should contextualise the corporate world Kei comes from. Japan has some of the world's longest working hours; the archetypal image is that employees stay in the office until the boss leaves, only to then hit a bar with colleagues and drink until the last train. This goes towards explaining the phenomenon of death by overworking (be it from suicide or at one's desk due to exhaustion). There are many reasons for this outside the simplistic notions of cultural collectivism or brand loyalty (a law capping overtime hours was only introduced in 2018, for one) but it does remain a social ideal to work for one company for life.
So Kei comes from an environment where it's not uncommon to exist as a human representative for your company's corporate values. But being a member of his company's founding family, being quite literally the closest thing to a living embodiment of the brand, has contributed uniquely to Kei's problems forging an identity of his own. The Kanamitsus take their image to extremes. He has never been afforded the room to find out who he is, because he is the company. He works these long hours; he cannot have a single thought or interest that isn't authorised by his parents. Everything he does is in service of the holy yen. (And, like, the satisfaction of doing a good job, I guess.)
Kei is put on sabbatical by the company because he's photographed doing coke in the company of American friends, which would basically be a nothing-story in New York but does not go down well with the public back home (I figure it's a known thing that Japan has some of the strictest drug laws of a democratic nation, and I shamelessly stole this aspect of Kei's story from some real-life public outcries: 1, 2).
This is absolutely devastating to Kei. He has made not just himself and his family look bad, but the entire company. This scandal is deemed much more deserving of airtime than, you know, Kanacorp overworking its staff or relying on shady temporary contracts. Kei hates bad publicity more than anything because it is not simply a slight embarrassment for him. It is a deep, personal failing he cannot ever rectify, because no matter what he does, those reports will still be out there and accessible.
Hence why he much prefers to have no image at all. He will be squeaky clean; he will be all things to all men. The hungry void in him that should be a sense of identity is the price he pays for the love of his parents—erm, respect of his company.
#flmed#( INFO: particulars. )#[[ tysm for this!#[[ i should note kei will deny he was doing coke in those pics lmao#[[ fake news. ai generated. photoshopped
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@flmed gets a starter !
They shift uncomfortably in the chair, trying not to look as out of place as they feel in this elegant foyer. "Sorry, I don't usually deal with the ... business stuff and I have to admit I'm a bit lost here. My brother is occupied and I came on his behalf." Disappeared as per usual would've been more accurate, but Will chokes that comment down ( no bad word about Jacob will leave his mouth, he's a good brother after all ).
#flmed#♦ ( ic. ) the canvas others paint on.#helloooo i hope this works?? ^^#idk i just thought the reckless family has surely invested in some business with the money from some old antiques etc#& will now gets thrown into this & has no idea what to do 🫡#anyways we can totally plot something else i just thought i could start there!!#i think they should bond over germany & also their horrible fathers#but ig that's level 100 trauma bonding skhhjdghdkg
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