#twistedprodigies

[alleinmeilen]

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.” (Frieda to Lana) @twistedprodigies

Soft Starters!

@twistedprodigies

“Oh! Well...I’m always here whenever you need to feel that way, Frieda.”

She offers a small smile.

“You know that, don’t you?”

[blindjustixe]

@twistedprodigies - Continued from ask.

"I-it's not like t-that...!" Cece protested, trying in vain to pull the short skirt down to cover more of her legs. The only 'blessing' about that uniform was that it didn't expose her cleavage (not that she had that much to show there anyway, as petite as he was...). Small mercies...

"I-I went there i-incognito to f-follow a lead..." At least she got something out of that embarrassing experience. Now she just wanted to get out of that too-short dress and back in her more comfortable (and covering) clothes. Only problem was...

"U-uhm... c-could you maybe... help me out of t-this?" Cece tugged at the frily garment covering her chest, her blush intensifying. 

[snackoosandscience]

Ema had a lot on her mind, but when did she not?

It was Wednesday, around seven or so. Past when most business closed up, but Ema tended to deal with the sorts that couldn’t afford to take the day off. It worked out well enough; when she had a case, she spent her mornings investigating, and her afternoons and evenings were spent lurking in the affordable (and slightly creepy) office space that she rented, waiting around for new clients.

But business was slow.

She had not gotten any fresh leads on a back burner case that she had taken a month or so ago, and there had not been anything new in last four days. Ema supposed that she could take out an ad in the paper or something, but that was always a risk. Apparently people just did not need investigation a step outside of the law of late. It was not like the police force was worth the taxpayer dollars anymore; that was why she had left, after all. Her livelihood essentially depended on others agreeing with that opinion.

She sighed, and buried her face in the guide to picking locks that she had been trying to get through. It was a library loan, and she had not gotten very far in it despite the due date approaching. It was dry after figuring out how the locks actually worked, and she was starting to go stir crazy, and rent was coming up soon...

@twistedprodigies

[thelastedgefey]

💕Simon @twistedprodigies

send 💕 to just grab my muse & kiss them!

@twistedprodigies

“Simon, what is-?!”

Marshall couldn’t quite complete his sentence, as he was pulled into a tight (not too tight though; Simon was strong enough to shatter chains) hug just as a pair of lips Marshall was very familiar with was pressed against the young Chief Prosecutor’s own.

It took Marshall all of one (1) second to melt into the hug, draping his arms over Simon’s broad shoulders as he kissed back, eyes fluttering closed in bliss.

“…what was that for?~” Marshall hummed when the kiss broke, looking at Simon through half-lidded, hazy eyes.

[inmywhipitrust]

It was a normal day for them: they conducted an investigation, fulfilled their duties and even managed to find some time to yell at a certain very inefficient police officer. But as they were back at the Prosecution Office. Seeing that they were alone, Franziska made up her mind. She clutched her hand around his wrist, hoping to get your attention.

“Simon, I need to tell you something.”

@twistedprodigies

[finallybeensaved]

Adrian couldn’t really help it. She always felt weird whenever she went into that coffee shop, but she had rough enough of a day at work that all she really wanted to do was eat that shop’s lemon poppyseed loaf all by herself while watching historical dramas. While she associated the shop itself with... someone she had not seen in a while, Adrian could forget about people and the world around her when she ate that dessert.

She had convinced herself that nothing else would help, so she got into the long line at the coffee shop and waited. While Adrian had not been in the coffee shop for a few months now (and she had chickened out of doing more than poking her head in and bolting), she knew it well enough. The barista was the same as last time, the table arrangement hadn’t shifted, and even most of the posters on the bulletin board were the same.

Even seeing Franziska there was the same.

Wait.

What?

Adrian’s gaze had drifted toward the entrance, and she regretted having any sense of spatial awareness immediately. Her first reaction was to forget how breathing worked. Her first thought came subsequently after regaining some air, and was to pretend to be someone else that had no reason to recognize the person that had just up and stopped responding to all attempts at conversation about a year ago. Yes. This seemed like the right way to go about her day.

@twistedprodigies​

[thedetectiveofinaba]

How adorable are you?

“I... I think this is an exaggerating and unrealistic amount. Usually results from online tests like these are determined by percents or numbers, thus this result isn’t that realistic.” 

Tagged by: @guilty-love

Tagging: @itsgottabethebutz, @twistedprodigies, @courtroomantics, @fragilefortitude (any muse you want!), @thelastedgefey, @ignxs-aurxm-probxt and whoever wants to test this out!

[travellerofdawn]

I made a personal moodboard for my friendship squad on discord~

This moodboard is dedicated to:

Athena ( @fidcliitas / @cykestbh ) (aka my platonic life partner ;3)

Delfina ( @blindjustixe / @delphineledauphin )

McKayla ( @twistedprodigies / @nellietrelawney )

You three are amazing and I love running the moodboards blog with you three. And I love how our server to organize the blog turned into a small group of friendship for the four of us.

The lyrics I put in this moodboard is from I Turn To You by Christina Aguilera. Look it up if you lovely ladies get a chance. <3