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ragni things

getting each other dressed for missions--agni helping raf with armor and buckling shit and packing up, raf helping agni with the complicated weaponry and getting him suited up in legit bulletproof jackets and whatnot

spending whole days in bed just being lazy sleepy asses

raf meeting agni's family. daies insisting he meet him even though he's in fucking jail, raf just sees agni yelling at this phone for like three minutes like "NO YOU-- //NO//" and finally agni just begrudgingly hands him the phone muttering something about a "fucking insufferable prick" and raf puts it to his ear like "hello" and daies is just "BROTHA IN LAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW AAAAHAHAAAAA" 

one word: vacation

another word: dancing

dancing at the wedding. dancing drunk during celebrations after missions. dancing to some guilty pleasure song feli blasts over the intercom. one refuses to dance and is like "no. n o. >:I" but the other is just singing along and taking their hands and making them turn their hips 

working out 2gether

raf finding out just how much of a closet ex-thug agni fucking is literally he's the worst HE SEEMS LIKE HE'D BE SO CLASSY AND FANCY BUT HE PLAYS ZERO INSTRUMENTS AND LIKES RAP MUSIC AND IS JUST TRASH 

sparring. raf kicking ass every time. TRIES TO HOLD BACK SOME TIMES MAYBE BC IT JUST GETS TO A POINT WHERE HE ALMOST FEELS BAD but agni's like "d ONT HJGHFG HOLD BACK DAMN YOU"

h olding hands....

trying to spend a day relaxing. nice bubble bath and doing chill things. 

halloween aka give each other 50 fucking heart attacks in a row with awful pranks

lovers quarrels

lovers quarrels spawning from something absolutely stupid

like they fucking revert to their former rival-ish ways and just go the fuck at it sometimes and raise hell like a simple game of monopoly getting dragged out into a full on hostile mess with feli and karl like "guys pls dont destroy the base w/ ur cold war"

kisses

soft gentle kisses. offhanded instinctive kisses. angry, forceful kisses. sad, comforting, or emotionally pained kisses. frantic, relieved kisses. passionate, rough kisses. chaste kisses. kisses with tongue. kisses.

raf brushes his hair. agni shaves. what the fuck is happening

holding hands when something awful is about to happen

getting hospitalized together in earlier days

dresses

they have literally been married for more than ten years 

having to come to terms with the fact that there is at least a 50/50 chance they will not grow old together and one of them may die

writing wills together 

subtle butt pinches in passing

switching off w/ being big spoon and little spoon

playing bloody knuckles

keeping the rings so dear to them and everyone assumes it'd be raf to be the one to misplace his but it ends up being agni who loses his one time bc he took it off for something cue agni awkwardly bringing it up and trying to be as businesslike about it as possible and raf's just like ".............YOU //LOST// IT????? ///YOU/// LOST IT???????" and agni's like ".. ,.,sjjhLAKSDJFHG I D-DIDN'T LOSE IT IT IS SIMPLY MISPLACED I-I'LL FIND IT AHJSDKFJHG" searches like a maniac and ends up finding it somewhere fucking stupid like in his pocket or under a folder

meanwhile raf is 0/0 never lost it once gg raf 

i still dont know whose name they'd use wtf 

maaaaaybe chavez.....???? when it comes to legal stuff????? just bc like there's so many male veisis so ofc the family name will continue and agni's already p fuckin notorious just bc of the veisi name so why not be a chavez 

still probably use their own last names in informal stuff.....??? like introducing themselves to recruits and shit  idk actually idk hm hm

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I think one thing I really like about Emil and his backstory in particular is the ambiguity of blame--or rather, not so much of the blame itself, but the equality of it. Many of my characters have histories where the "antagonist" is pretty clearly defined, whether the character be the victim and another figure be the negative figure, or vice versa. For the better part of Emil's life he's entirely someone to be sympathized with considering his situation and the adults in his life kind of pushing him to and fro, making a pawn of him in their own rights. With his mother, the abuse was obvious. Even with Helen, she p much took custody of him as a big middle finger to the family, despite growing to love him lots later--I won't get into the negative effects there rn. With his dad, Gabriel's literally playing at his absolute NEED for male/fatherly approval, Emil would literally die to make his dad proud or prove his worth as the "man of the house" and be the provider. But with the relationship with Mauve that comes a little later, things get hairy.

Mauve met Emil at a party. He'd just gained his legs in the world of drug dealing, he was probably dragged there by a distant friend trying to usher him out of his shell, or simply went for the purpose of selling (after some convincing words). He was taken with her instantly when they met, she was so NICE to him and it was all genuine, he gave her some E for free and she was beyond affectionate to him during her high, probably danced with him and kissed him and just seemed so fun. It was she who probably suggested dating there, and Emil was soooo on board. Literal puppy crush. 

The relationship was healthy for a bit. Fun, fluffy, doing things together and teasing and shit, and Emil began to actually open up with her and smile more and not actually feel like there was a spring of emotion coiled in his chest. When she began asking for 'favors' though, getting drugs out of him more and more, shit got bad. Emil wouldn't say no. He fed her addiction, thinking he was being good to her, wanting to make her happy and be the one to provide that happiness. She got worse and worse and her addiction only grew, to the point where it wasn't so much interaction between them anymore, but her just getting a fix out of him. It was she Emil lost his virginity to, and he ended up getting her pregnant, unbeknownst to either of them.

They got into more fights. Emil's explosiveness began to return, and while the spats would initially start out as back and forth snippiness, it'd evolve very quickly into straight up screaming matches. Of course Emil never laid a hand on her, but the boy could spit fire when he wanted to. 

They split up. For both of them, it was sort of an in-the-moment rage-fueled decision--However, Emil really really really loved Mauve and didn't /actually/ want to be apart from her, no matter how bad things got, and Mauve still craved that easy hook, but couldn't really take Emil as a part of the package anymore. He's a lot to handle, between the emotional issues and baggage as a whole--PTSD, severe family issues, the whole shabang. 

Mauve was ratted out by someone. A girl from school probably. Called the cops on her, they got her at home, and when they came for her the first name she threw was Emil's--however, Mauve had some heavy shit on her. Bad stuff. Emil never sold the heavier stuff, yet, maybe out of bitterness, she threw him under the bus.

They came for him on his way home in the evening--bunch of police cars pulled up, shined lights on him, had him put his hands up, and bOY HOWDY was he close to bawling like a fuckin baby.

Emil was no o oo ot about to go to prison. Not about to leave his aunt, nor end up like his father, he was an absolute wreck, sobbing and panicked. Helen, though, had been a lawyer before taking in Em and, later, dropping into alcoholism. And she was not going to let Emil go to prison either, she assured him of it. 

Through some miracle, or cunning, she managed to get Emil out scotch-free. Mauve took the heat, got Emil's jail time as well. It was before they finally parted ways that she revealed to him she was pregnant. The confession was not delivered upon friendly words.

Mauve was bad for Emil. She was an inherently addictive personality, and sort of lacked the capability to handle Emil's bullshit. He invested an absurd amount of love in her, put her on a pedestal. Emil, though, ruined her life, without a doubt. Were I to develop an entire story for Mauve the tricky dichotomy of "blame" would likely be a lot more apparent. 

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i feel like i could see fior having some pretty awful skeleton in his closet

particularly one involving like the accidental killing of a child, probably like drunk driving or something, or (in portum verse) maybe shooting a little girl when he was on the job or something

something that haunts him a lot and keeps him up at night 8) i will draw a pic for it some time

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OKAY JUST MADE THIS because i dont wanna spam my main with dum babbles + dont want prospective east europe players seeing any spoiler-y babbles asdfj;alskdahahehuhaeuhe