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Seeing Gin stripped down for her in the comfort of their own room was nothing new, but Annie being Annie let her mouth drop and her brown eyes widen as though this was the first time she’d ever seen her naked. They were trying on pretty semi-revealing outfits that their boss had gotten from across the desert from some black market travelers, and before this moment Gin had gotten dressed on the side of the curtain that divided their room to give them privacy when they occasionally needed it.

With a bright and darling smile, Annie blew her crush a kiss and giggled, covering her mouth afterwards. “You know, it is quite fashionable. I believe what you’re wearin’ is what those in the olden days would call a ‘birthday’ suit. But uh, you know, I could be wrong.” Annie wanted to tug Gin close after she spoke but instead she blushed quite vigorously and turned away from her. 

Daily, she was in the company of women who wore clothes that were somewhat revealing, so she shouldn’t be blushing over her friend’s gorgeous form. It’s just, it’s really really hard not to stare when Gin looked that good in nothing but heals. 

Seriously, the red heels did make it fashion. 

It was honestly making Annie want to scream into her pillow due to how sexy she was without so much as trying.

malcolm used to count all of kol’s toes fingers when he was just a baby because it was relaxing to him. he also enjoyed it because kol would smile when he touched his toes and fingers when he counted them. celestia would do the same on days where mal was too anxious to carry the baby without fear of dropping him and that always always made him feel better.

when mal was mute, celestia was one of the first people he ended up talking to. she’d talk his ear off and he’d listen but he never said anything, until one day, she said something ridiculous and he pulled his malcolm “i need to correct this” card and corrected her; but like politely. she gently nudged him with her elbow and teased him just a bit, making him smile, because in her, he knew that he had a friend. 

malcolm actually stops seeing his father at some point due to celestia making him painfully aware that his father will never care about him and only really sees him as an extension of himself and object. mal tries to argue - well not argue, argue - that he needs his help for cases, but celestia tells him he’s perfectly capable on his own. so he listens to her and cuts his father out of his life completely and actually starts going to therapy again. it’s a long process but mal finds out that sophie survived on his own and there’s no endicot nonsense (unless you want there to be??? cause i know your ainsley didn’t kill anyone??? unless she did???) and that helps him relax some. 

Throughout his life, James has been told to go fuck himself on numerous occasions. His personality can be grating and he’s been known to be what some consider acquired taste. While he can feign charm, he’s kind of an asshole without even trying and he tends to say the wrong thing because he isn’t polite enough to think before he speaks. This moment with Briony though... well, he isn’t really sure what he’s done to set her off. 

They were having a normal conversation, and he’d made a comment about not telling her about what he did for work. Most women and men would let him get away with not telling them what he did, but this -- or maybe the thing he said about not liking geese -- set her storming off in the opposite direction. 

“Seriously?” he mumbles under his breath, hand raking through what little hair he has. 

For a moment, he isn’t sure if he should follow her or stay where he’s at. But then, she’s almost on the other side of the room and begins to feel the ache of her lack of presence, so he figures he should go after her. Which leads him to run over to her, grab her gently by the wrist,  and when she angrily turns around to face him, say calmly, “I want to tell you, I really do. But if I do tell you, you either won’t believe me or you’ll see me in a new light.” 

Matti washes the dishes for him without being asked. Which is a surprise. Since his divorce from Angelica, Alex has always done everything on his own. The boys will help occasionally, but they’re teenagers so they mostly help when they aren’t busy with homework or video games. So he’s forever grateful for this single act of kindness, and the many other acts of kindness she shows him. 

He wants to kiss her because of it. Which is insanity, considering the fact that one act of kindness shouldn’t make him want to kiss her. But since not many people have been nice to Alex lately, it does. 

His mouth dries and he hears nothing but radio static as he drops to his knees and places his hands on his head. Five has always been strong and has always known how to control his emotions. Right now that’s difficult though. Right now he can’t think. His siblings are dead and the world has ended. There are no other human beings except him and his friend Milly. Without her he would be forced to deal with this news all on his own, but the fact that he at least has her makes this all less worse than it is.

“Together, sure,” is all he says, getting up as though he hadn’t just shed a tear or two. “But what are we going to do, Milly? Everyone is gone. Even my siblings.” He brushes his clothing, and fixes his uniform. “Where will we even get food?” 

He loves Mariana with his whole heart. He didn’t expect to love her though. Originally, he thought the two of them would be together out circumstance and not because of feelings. But over time, she’s become his Person - the one person he thinks of when his world is turning a little too fast or a little too slow. She’s his rock. Part of why he wakes up every morning. And now, she’s going to have his child. Crazy, to think. Insane to understand. But they’re going to be parents, and he’s going to love that child as much as he loves her, possibly even a small amount more. 

She puckered her lip out at him and pouted, using her hand to place on top of his. “A few hours isn’t enough. I insist on the whole day,” she replied to him, now squeezing his hand, albeit more playfully than out of meanness. 

Nicolas laughed, and then shrugged. “Okay. All day, if you insist. But when I get lectured - and I will - you will have to sit in the room with me. I will not withstand this man’s anger alone.” 

“I met a woman,” Jason finally says, making it very clear now why he’s leaving all of his family and friends behind to start new. “She’s the coolest woman I’ve ever met. Mega hot, ridiculously smart. I can’t get over how amazing it is to talk to her, too. And how great she is in bed completely blows my mind I  -”

Rory interrupts him, pointing at his own throat and making fake gagging noises. Jason rolls his eyes at the gesture. Rory is supposed to be older, and while Rory acts like an old man sometimes, he has moments like these where Jason’s convinced Rory is like five-years-old.

“I originally wanted her to come here, but then I thought about it, I want to start fresh. So now, I’m leaving. To Seattle. Out of all places.” He’s nearly bouncing as he speaks and Rory looks highly amused. 

“You told ma, yet?” he asks.

Jason’s face turns red. “No.”

Killian Ferguson was not the best of men. Actually, if anything, Killian was an asshole. Evie knew this the day she met him. He’d grabbed her ass when she walked off stage and onto her dressing room. She had stopped, and he had got in her way, telling her that he’d offer anything she wanted if he got the opportunity to take her home that night. He had a self-assured air to him when he said this - like he knew she was desperate. And while she knew he could have been an axe murderer or something, she agreed to go home with him after her next performance, and that had begun her affair with a super, mega, ginormous asshole. 

A super, mega, ginormous asshole who had managed to get her pregnant. She was going to tell him about it sometime during the week, actually she practiced her speech in the mirror on how to tell him, but then his wife texted her to meet her for coffee and her heart sank. She knew that she couldn’t tell him now. Since his wife knew, that meant that this woman might want to take his baby away from her and call her unfit. Evie hated that thought, even though she never even wanted a child until she got pregnant. It seemed unfair. But Evie felt like she had to meet-up with the woman for coffee, since she’d been seeing her husband in secret. It was the womanly thing to do. 

The thing is, when she met her, she didn’t expect her to be kind, and she didn’t expect her to tell her that Killian was dead and had been dead for a week now. She had expected shouting and waterworks, not something more surprising than her own pregnancy. 

“I’m sorry, but he can’t be dead! I’m pregnant!” Evie shouts, the whole cafe looking at her. Her face doesn’t turn red because Evie doesn’t know what the fuck embarrassment is, but like, she does know when to be quiet, so she shut her gob. 

“You’re what?” the wife asked. 

Tears began to fall from Evie’s eyes. “I’m pregnant.” She began to sob. “I know it’s his because he’s the only man I’ve been with these past few months. Are you going to take it from me?” 

The woman shook her head. “No. And that makes sense. He never liked to use condoms.”

Evie hiccuped, still crying, while being confused. “What? You’re going to take my baby?”

“No,” she said, all-too calmly. “I’ve been in your shoes. Not with the baby, but as a mistress.” A pause from her before she frowns. “Please tell me you weren’t one of his students.”

Evie shook her head. “No, but he was one of the regulars at the club I danced at.”

The woman sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Evie replied. “He’s a bastard and a half. Or was...ahhh….?” Speaking ill of the dead was bad. But like Evie never knew when to shut the fuck up. 

Jinx smokes his cigarette, inhaling the smoke, and exhaling it slowly. All this talk of death makes him uncomfortable. First, Laurel says she thinks they’re going to die. Then Rowen. Now, its Moon, out of all of them, giving into the far. He hates that they’re thinking like this. Because if they’re thinking like this already, it means that they’re surrendering before they get the chance to make a difference when lives are on the line. 

“You’ll get to live, I promise,” Jinx says, even though he isn’t entirely sure whether or not they’ll live. 

Moon runs her hand through her hair. “How do you know that?” she asks, a look of upset on her face as she kicks the dirt. 

Jinx sighs, and taps his cigarette out with the tip of his boot. “I know that because the first time we did it, we were small. This thing, whatever it is, doesn’t have shit on us now.” He nods his seriously, one-hundred percent certain of himself that nothing will happen. “We just have to believe that we can do it, Moon. Saying we’re going to die before we’re even in any real danger is loser talk.” 

She arches a brow. “We’re losers for not wanting to die?” she scoff. 

He walks in front of her and puts both hands on her shoulders, shaking his head. “No, that’s not what I mean. I just mean, we need to at least try to beat this thing. Because if we don’t no one else will.” 

She nods her head, agreeing with him. “Then I’ll try,” she says, sighing. “And if I die, I’ll haunt your ass.”

Moving on after losing someone you were in love with is difficult. There’s a knee-shattering pain to it that vibrates down to your toes that numbs you almost completely, and you hate how it made you feel, until you meet Murph and think that it’s possible to move on without feeling like you are betraying your ex. He likes you, and you know it. Even if he isn’t completely open with his feelings at first and the two of you are only friends with benefits. He likes you. A lot. And you like him. It’s such a nice feeling. He knows you like him though. Probably is more aware of it than he should be. And when you think he’ll take it the right way, instead of being scared off, while in bed, you finally tell him how you feel. “I really like you Murphy Bowe,” you say, a small smile on your face as you lay on your stomach and look at him while he gets dressed. 

His eyebrow raises and you think he may judge you, but instead, he says, “I like you, too, Sara Avraham.” And then winks at you. Your heart does a kick flip and in your mind you heart a tuneless whistle that you want to do yourself, but don’t. “What brought this on?” His expression is somewhat puzzled as he moves over to sit beside you on the bed, his hand rest on your bare back as you look up at him. 

“Nothing, I just wanted you to know I liked you. Is that a problem?” A smirk from you and then he laughs at you, in an amused way. 

Paco lets out a laugh as he playfully squeezes Roma’s shoulders and kisses her cheeks as she comfortably sits on the sofa. The baby has taken up most of their lives and they haven’t had a date night in what seems like years. Paco thinks Roma deserves the chance to get out and do something fun that has nothing to do with the baby. She doesn’t seem like she wants to leave the baby though. He understands this, of course, but he thinks it could be good for them and the baby to separate for a few hours.

“I’m not insane. It’s my tia, Rosalina, she’s had four kids of her own. She knows how to take care of a newborn baby, baby,” Paco says, kissing her cheek again before he walks around the sofa to sit beside Roma and wrap his arm around her shoulders. She seems to be in thought when he looks at her.

“Still. He...how do you say it...needs his mother’s love.” Roma looks so sad when she says this and it makes Paco pull her closer, a softer than butter smile on his face.

“He can have his aunt’s love for tonight. Then, when we’re finished with our night out, you can catch him up on the details of our date.” He gives her some space after that.

She gives him an equally as soft smile. “Alright. We’ll go on our date tonight.” She kisses him on the lips and he grins widely, kissing her again, only with more excitement.

Name: Eris Baines-Drake

Gender: Cis Woman

General Appearance: When she was born, Eris had long, curly blonde hair that went past her butt. Belle refused to have it cut and Eris would bite anyone who tried to cut it too much when Fee took her to get her hair fixed. It was usually in pigtails. Now, as an adult, Eris’ hair is dark brown and down to her shoulders, and tends to be up in ponytail or simply down. She wears incredibly beautiful clothes, but they are all comfortable and useful for running if she needs to run or do something wild to protect her sisters. She never looks like she’s a member of security though. She always blends in with her sisters. So if you’ve never read a magazine, and you saw the science babies with Eris, Eris would look just as stylish as they do - yet in a minimalism meets artsy way - and this has saved her sisters a few times in their day-to-day lives.   

Personality: The complete opposite of her sisters Zoe, Eris is...in polite terms, an asshole. She mostly only cares for herself and her family. I doubt she cares to make many friends because she just prefers the company of family and herself. She does have a lover, I’d say, but they went through Hell from Fee and continue to get shit on. Eris protects her girlfriend though and isn’t really scared of Fee and is probably one of her only siblings who will go head-to-toe with her. She doesn’t win, usually though. But that doesn’t stop her from trying. Which leads to this, she is stubborn and believes what she wants to believe, and doesn’t change her mind unless she wants to. Every other opinion is a WRONG opinion. Another thing about Eris is that she was a trouble maker and a brat. Did what she wanted whenever she wanted because she knew she was the best. Got in trouble with both moms and never learned. 

Special Talents: A special skill set taught only to Delphine’s family members. Eris knows how to use a gun and is excellent in hand-to-hand combat. Her science baby skill is her pictorial memory. She can remember things down to every detail and can draw a scene even after seeing it for a second. She is good at art because of that, and on her days off, she will paint and sell her art to galleries in the city. 

Who they like better: I’d say Belle, since she lets her get away with more. Even if it’s only like .001% more. Fee and her are too alike so they argue more. But she does love Fee.

Who they take after more: Fee. She’s headstrong like her and narcissistic LMFAO

Personal Head canon:

Has little newspaper articles and magazine articles saved into a computer file in her room. She loves and has always loved seeing what the news and gossip magazines have to say about her. Gets really excited when they talk shit because she knows it makes Fee and Belle pissed. But she also loves the little articles that talk about how cute was as a baby and how attractive she is now as an adult. It’s something that’s like her own personal high, this collection of hers. 

When she was little she was a little demon. Did stuff that made some of the ladies in the lab complain to Fee, but around Fee she was a little angel. So it took everyone a while to realize that she was a little demon. 

Becomes head of security when Delphine dies - you know, if Fee’s fountain of youth science doesn’t stop death - and does a damn good job of it. Is feared as well. Knows how to kill a man with her pinkie and probably has because Delphine’s family probably has hired her to do a job on their behalf, or someone has tried to kill one of her sisters and she just...terminated them without a breath. Because no one hurts her sisters. 

She isn’t evil though. She does care and have feelings. She’s just an asshole. 

Face Claim: L(i)ly James

 Sidney’s having the time of her life, watching college football with her frat bros. Their team is leading by a landslide, so she’s in a fucking good mood and keeps shouting whenever a touchdown is given or someone on the opposing team gets tackled. Jake, her best guy friend keeps telling her to chill and quiet down, but she keeps telling him to fuck off because she’s happy. Happier than happy, to be honest - over the fucking moon. Not just because she’s cross-faded, but because she’s engaged now and her favorite football team is winning: two very very good things on her end. 

“Still can’t believe you’re giving up the game forever, Sid-Dawg,” Jake tells her when he catches Sid leaving the living room of his place to get some snacks. She’s got a big, toothy grin on her face, and she looks both alert and tired all at once. So, while she catches him saying this to her, she’s like hearing mumbling kind of. “Sid?” he asks. 

She catches what he said, and blinks hard, leaning against the kitchen counter as she drinks some water. “I don’t see it as me getting out of the game, Jake,” she says, grinning changing into a soft, half-smile. “She’s my everything, as cheesy as that sounds. Like pussy is good, and I love trying out new people, but there’s something about her that only makes me want her and only her. I can’t put my finger on it because I love Rosie for an abundance of reasons, but I don’t see it as settling, my dude. I see it as me being with someone I love. Someone I can’t fucking live without.” She stops talking because she realizes she’s rambling. “Anyways, back to the game yeah?” She pinches his ass as a joke and he shrieks. 

Walking through the park, arm and arm, Rico rests his head over Shirley’s as they walk. Without her, his life was lonely and dull. He had no one other than his family and his co-workers, because he didn’t have time to make friends or find lovers with how busy work gets in this god forsaken city. His life was work and only work. But then he meets Shirley, one fateful day, and that all changes. He now has someone to spend his free time with. Someone to turn his brain off with. Someone who gets him to relax, for once. 

The question surprises Marty just a bit. The polite response would be to say that he’s hoping for any gender, as long as the baby is healthy. But the answer he wants to give is the type of response that Aurora wants him to give. Because she wants a response. An actual one. 

“I want a little boy,” he says all too calmly. “I’d love a little girl, of course. But I’ve always wanted a son. When Ren and I were married, she didn’t want kids, but I always liked the idea of having a son.” He watches a smile grow on Aurora’s face. She looks like his words were a good response. 

“I want a girl. Just imagine, a little girl with your eyes and dark hair,” she adds with a smile, leaning against the table to stroke the hollow of his elbow with her thumb. “Though a little boy would be wonderful. You can teach him all sorts of things.”

Marty smiles. “I can teach a girl all sorts of things, too - you know?” He makes her laugh, hard.

“You know what I mean.”

“I do, I just like teasing you,” he replies with a grin. 

Name: Rebecca Priscilla Valdez

Gender: Cis Woman

General Appearance: Rebecca dresses very comfortable. I’d say soft butch or tom boy fashioned. Aka, t-shirts with little cartoon characters and brands like coca cola on them. Blue jeans with holes ripped at the knees. Tennis shoes that have little stars and stick figures drawn all over them because when she gets bored she just writes on them for some ungodly reason that Rico just does not understand at all. She doesn’t wear makeup, ever, and thinks it’s a waste of time. yet at the same time, she’s like effortlessly gorgeous? and i blame her parents for that because, wow, they are both beautiful, too. But she has straight black hair that goes to her shoes. It’s either up in a ponytail or it’s down. Occasionally pigtails will be warn but like it is a rare occurrence that that happens.    

Personality: A very ‘I do what I want, when I want, because I know what’s best for me and others’ type of person. I feel like she doesn’t take no for an answer and that’s occasionally gotten her a timeout or a grounding or two growing up (but lbr she’ll last like five minutes of that grounding or timeout before Rico or Virginia get her out of) or into trouble with teachers or principals at school. She isn’t an asshole or anything, she just...is….the type of person who likes to solve problems and get shit done and hates when people hesitate. The reason she hates the word ‘no’ so much is because it holds her back and again, she hates when people hesitate. 

Special Talents: taking care of people. some might argue that that isn’t a talent, but she’s always been the first to make sure that someone is okay, and that they’re fine. She will take care of people when they’re sick. Which is why she decided to become a veterinarian as an adult. She loves to take care of animals because she knows that she’d hurt too much as a nurse. The animals love her though and she loves them, so she loves her job and everything that comes with it. 

Who they like better: Virginia. While Rico isn’t an ass, he is the more serious parents. So I feel like Rebecca feels like she can be more playful with Virgina. Plus, she loves hearing all of the stories Virginia comes up with. They’re so cool to her. 

Who they take after more: Both of them honestly. She has Rico’s sense of determination and Virginia’s creativity. Both of their strong sense of heart. 

Personal Head canon:

- I have the headcanon that she was a surprise. They weren’t trying for a baby, and weren’t even sure if they wanted children due to Rico’s past, but then Virginia discovered she was pregnant and they immediately decided on keeping the baby. Which meant Rico was an annoying hover husband, who was constantly asking Virginia if she was okay, or asking if she needed anything. And she was always telling him to relax. 

- Rico used to read to her before bed. It started out with Dr Seuss, and eventually he went on to read Emily Dickinson and Keats to her, and she really dug it. When she reached her teens though, she decided to look into some poets who were of color because she felt like she could relate with them more. She discovered a new love of poetry after that and now reads a poem before bed every night. Whether it’s long or short depends on her mood. 

-Enjoys going for walks with her mom around lunch hours. That’s when they’ll catch-up on each other’s lives and talk to each other about most everything. They have the habit of talking for hours and hours. 

- Out of all the gang, her favorite is Teo because she thinks he’s so cool. She makes jokes to Rico all the time that Rico may be her biological father, but Teo is her ‘fun’ dad. Rico doesn’t find it very funny, he says, but he does, and he always smiles when she says it. 

Face Claim: Melissa Bar(r)era