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[spies-if]

Hi, everyone!!! Just wanted to make a quick post to thank y'all for showing my demo so much love and appreciation. I haven't answered the asks yet because I wanna hold them close a little more heheheh, but I've read them all, so thank you lots to everyone who sent me a message.

Also many thanks to everyone who reported bugs or offered help with translations, it was deeply appreciated. 💗💗💗💐

[desigurlie]

Hcs on rehman and aslam's first time, their feelings about it? Or maybe when they both realised it's more than just lust or need?

I'm rewriting this cause because I accidentally discarded the draft instead of posting it ahkgtsaaaaa. I'm so mad at myself. Ugh. Anyway you've opened the yaoi pandora's box (mostly nfsw warning ig)—

The first time it happened they were beating the living shit out of each other and Rehman licked the blood off Aslam's lips and waited for his reaction. Aslam returned the favour by slamming him down and fucking Rehman till he could see stars and couldn't tell up from down.

Rehman had thought it would be a one off but then the trysts continued in secret, in Aslam's office after hours, in the backseat of a car in one of Jamali's parties, plastered against the wall in empty warehouses, on his fours on the carpet in his study— Rehman figured he was keeping the SP on a leash by letting him dominate him in bed. But he didn't know he'll soon get caught in his own trap.

Aslam is hung like a horse and a sex god on the sheets and that didn't quite help with Rehman's mental or physical state. Once the older man had left his legs shaking for a whole day after fucking Rehman into a near state of subdrop.

Aslam had worn his uniform once for receiving a medal from the state and Rehman had given him such a suggestive once over that he had dragged the cackling man to his office and bend him over his desk after the event. He had adamantly refused that he had a kink. Even if it had become increasingly difficult thereafter to avoid looking at the scratches Rehman had left on the wood and remember how his lover— naked, splayed open and dripping with his cum had moaned and cried under him throughout the night. Getting a hard on while his officers moved around oblivious was annoying at best.

Once Rehman had gotten badly injured in a fight with another gang that had triggered his deep rooted childhood trauma and he had gone to Aslam hoping the man would fuck the sadness out of him. Instead the giant oaf had kissed him once and then twice and fed him and had him sleep the night. He had been flipped over and fucked six ways to Sunday the next morning but it had also been remarkably gentle.

Rehman realised he may have started to catch the feels after that. He realised how Aslam's kisses had softened even if he still devoured him and left an inferno blazing in his core. He had started to stay over after sex. Sometimes Aslam would cook and carry him to the table, like he was a small monkey or a clingy child.

Aslam realised it when one winter night, standing in a political event he had felt Rehman shiver quietly beside him in the cold and had handed him his patoo shawl. The younger man had cocked an eyebrow but wrapped the fabric around himself anyway. Then Rehman had looked around shiftily for a bit before kissing his cheek quickly. It had been so fast barely anyone could notice. Aslam had attributed the fluttering inside the base of his chest to acidity.

Aslam had given him a nickname - 'shahdein' (thank you @hyade for this hc). Honey-like. Rehman liked to joke that it was a parody for mad honey poison that drove people insane before killing them. It was endearing. Even if Rehman realised they are probably spiralling towards an impending doom anyway. To be turned mad before the final hit.

Aslam would sing to him the cringiest romantic poetry ever in the middle of sex making Rehman laugh and then follow it by pressing the filthiest most explicit prose from the most obscure and scandalous texts he knew into the latter's sweaty quivering skin and dishevelled hair. It always made Rehman's cheeks burn and stomach knot.

They hadn't exactly verbally acknowledged the change but one morning, sore and tired and sleepy from the entire night's activities, Rehman had worn his partner's white kurta— two sizes too big on him and Aslam had this strange look on his face. He hadn't teased like Rehman had expected, only dragged him back inside his massive arms and had kissed his forehead and told him he looked beautiful.

[onionstar123]

any thoughts on tokikio's husband?

i had this idea that he would look sort of but not quite like nemuro, the same way that nemuro made his secretary dress like tokiko. i think that would be thematically fun, but i don't think enough about tokiko to know whether that would actually fit her character or not

That is an excellent question because Tokiko is rather hard to interpret for me as well! What kind of life did she live after Ohtori? I nevertheless have this view that Tokiko is one of the few who actually managed to "escape" Ohtori, to actually leave it behind and start a new life. So, what would it be like?

A quick note about Nemuro/Mikage. I think there is no way he would have made his secretary to dress in certain way :D. I think it's like it was said in the show, that he just saw a random woman whose appearance already reminded him of Tokiko (probably without noticing it himself, rather just thinking, hmmm, why does this woman look so unsettling, i cannot understand) and asked her to be his secretary then. (I also think that he pretty much ignored her after that. We don't see him interacting with her at all. I actually would like to write a bit funny fanfic from the secrtetary's pov where she is just really confused and annoyed, like, what does this weird teenager want for me, first he commanded me, then just ignored me in this small office room, what the fuck is wrong with him)

OKAY but back to Tokiko! Because she was able to leave Ohtori, I think she would not be so clinged to her past anymore. She has experienced tragic events: her brother has died, her trusted (?) friend (?) has committed a masscare and probably also died. I think she probably escaped to other side of the world and started a totally new life, leaving everything behind. Or at least tried to!

But what would her supposed husband be like? She says to Akio that she has a loving husband. I'd like to think it's true, not just pretense towards Akio. But would the husband be something like her old lover, Akio himself? (I think Tokiko had some genuine romantic feelings towards Akio, that it was not the case that Akio totally seduced her. It's also they both are clearly adults (or at least over 20). She was probably actually very invested in that at least for a while. I see a possiblity that has implied by @capturedbystars, that while Mamiya died, Tokiko was not present, because she was making out with Akio)

Nevertheless, because she was supposed to escape, perhaps her new husband was nothing Akio-like. It at least "feels" like a better option for me.

Would she then be inclined to hook up with a guy that reminds her about Nemuro, this exentric teenager that was part of her and her brother life for a while? I actually don't see it likely, because the show makes it really clear that Tokiko had no romantic feelings towards Nemuro. She was 5+ years older than him (and the show even makes the secretary break a fourth wall and state these exact words to the audience as a representer of Tokiko in the ep 23).

As I have elaborated elsewhere, I see Tokiko as a kind and good-intending person, who nevertheless might have both good and a bit adverse impact to Nemuro.

But what became of Tokiko after all that? I have no coherent answer. I favor the interpretation that she was able to escape and start a new life, but what would that mean in practice? What do you others think?

[abeastlysong]

Will we be able to choose what route MC wants to take in school? Like, do they want a profession, or do they want a suitable spouse, that sorta stuff? Or are the parents expecting MC to do both?

You can choose! Angelica and Isen don't place a lot of importance in marriages, as they believe there are much more worthwhile things for MC to concern themselves with it.

[metastatiic]

i heard we're doing art requests... need to see randy's knick knacks or him and benson going antiquing. he strikes me as a trinket guy

hi im already 50 steps ahead of you, i have entirely developed things that randy likes to do and likes to collect and what he is interested in; all because I am COMPLETELY sane about him ... thank u for giving me an excuse to finally draw it all. also enjoy some ranson looking at records

[inanimatetransformer]

Need to be all 3 people, hmmm? Very interesting.

Ah!!! Hello!!! Your post just evoked a very vivid picture in my mind... and then another... and then another. I like seeing people play with their subs, and you have creative things you put them through :3 it's cuuuuute to see subjects in the new reality you make for them!!

[louve-garoue]

Hello, I came to fix you not being followed by Evil yet

THANK YOU EVIL FOUR !

I'm very touched :]

[sweetums0kitty]

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Scary thing is I was legit just eating a white chocolate macadamia nut cookie when you sent this ask.