she lets me hit because she hasnt memorized my attack patterns

the concept of john and ava going out for a black-tie date night where john rented out the entire restaurant so fans wouldn't bother them. and then after they just drive around new york at midnight with the windows down, and ava's hair becoming undone as she leans out the shotgun window and john's just staring at her like she's an art, a masterpiece, a painting straight out of the louvre.

oh my babies 🥺

big fan of characters who look cool and tough and stoic but only because theyre internally thinking "fuckkk what do i say. how do i make friends. they didnt teach me how to do that in sword school."

sexiest thing a character can do is drag their past around like it's a dead body tied to their ankles