Lakeith Stanfield

"perfect, have i ever told you that you always know exactly what to say?" essie smiles, something people usually akin to that of a shark baring its teeth, but it's genuine in this moment. "you deserve a night off my lovely lady! so please, let us carry ourselves over in that direction." she coos this time, leaning back up and nodding in that direction already starting to walk backwards, beckoning the other along.

she genuinely enjoyed her time with pilar, tennessee always likes to collect beautiful powerful women in her pocket. "what's your poison for tonight ma'am?"

there was just the minor house keeping that needed to be done . file some paper work , make sure guest accounts were in order — the dumb , mundane shit that would make the normal person reek with boredom . but pilar found it oddly satisfying . . . seeing as though she spent a majority of her life overseeing brainwashed children & killing others for their offspring . no , no this pace was MUCH more her speed these days . looking up from the screen before her , pilar managed a smirk toward tennessee — shaking her head . " almost . lucky for you , i kept the bar open . "

she beams as he turns to her, eyebrows raised as he wastes no time in luring her in, not bothering to answer her question without inviting her along. just the kind of things she likes from the people she sprinkles in her life. "i was just curious, but you may have put an idea in my mind." she steps out of the way of a couple walking by and tucks a long strand of hair behind her ear. "i can be persuaded to be carted off somewhere to disappear into, you off anywhere in particular or should we make our own way this afternoon?" she had nowhere to be for the time being, and could always make room for a little bit of fun.

Zakir had been lost in a world of his own creation, where everything he saw was made of words, imagination simply at the tips of his fingers, edge of his mind. So deep that the words did not reach him, but the physical touch was like a shattering of glass, a boundary broken. For a moment he stood confused, until he recognised Taylor. “Habibty, of course not,” he said, an easy going smile quick to appear on his features. “My mind must’ve been spinning, how could I possibly not have seen you,” he added without delay. “Anywhere busy? Are you looking for places to disappear in the crowds, the bustling of people, the sensations of bodies?” He asked, his mind still spinning with words. He pulled her into a side huge. "If so, yallah, we'll go somewhere."

oc multi-muse blog written for lawlessfm by cheese

// i'm taking it slow feeding my flame shuffling the cards of your game and just in time in the right place suddenly i will play my ace //

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she may roll her eyes, but essie would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy frankie's company. at the minimum it was entertaining, at the most she found it meaningful. friendship, fling, it didn't much matter to them. "i've put up with it this long, what's another time?" she smirks, taking another sip of her drink, as she pretends to be bored when frankie starts listing everything that she'd been up to. "emergency room visit? any good story or just normal stupidity?" she interjects with a raised eyebrow, curious to the trouble the other got their self into. "you need a vacation frankie, they can't have you working so much and expect to still heed your brilliance." she scolds, as if she was one who vacationed. essie couldn't tell you the last time she took an extended break of vacation from her work. "secrets? maybe. evil? maybe." she teases. "everything is going smoothly, which honestly is a bit boring."

"class? in this economy?" frankie mocked a scoff. "sorry can't afford it, you're just going to have to look past my gremlin demeanor and love me for who i am, baby cakes." she shot essie a wink and chuckled while the redhead scanned over the menu. frankie would much rather flirt than talk about something boring like politics or the government. a place she feared every conversation she had with someone near her age would go. "can't help it when you look like that. not sorry in the least, you ought to be told, doll." but when the change of subject went to what the scientist has been up to she let out a long sigh. "work, work, casual and meaningless sex, work, a random emergency room visit, oh,. and wouldn't you have it? more work." she ticked them all off on her fingers while she listed them. "how about you? any evil secrets you can tell me in the big pharma world?"

with ease she picks out a small bag of chips, a candy bar, a pack of twizzlers, moving to check out the options of slushies as the cashier, donovan, perks up. their fingers pull at the twizzlers and pull one out, taking a bite. "you've had three and you're alright? hm..." she cocks her head to glance at them before moving past.

for some reason a twinge of guilt and nerves flashes through her. he doesn't recognize her, would he? she's unsure if she would recognize him if she hadn't been keeping tabs recently. taylor could never just be normal either and give him a call or show up and introduce herself, no for some reason they always had to turn things into a game. maybe it was just the boredom of life. with a shrug they step up to where he is, placing their items on the counter and taking another bite of the twizzler in her mouth with a smile. "any other deals i should know about..." she pauses studying him, memories flashing back to childhood, ones hidden deep down that she never wanted to address. "donnie." this time the smile is innocent, begging almost, hoping he'll recognize it. that he'll smile and be thrilled by her presence. that's something they were always afraid of - showing up back in their siblings lives and being rejected.

he'd be lying if he said that it didn't eat at donovan how his sibling had turned out. a part of him, a secret part, had always laid awake and thought about how the others must be doing, having happier lives than him. raven had been smarter, taylor had been sweeter, the two deserved better than what they'd all collectively been given. donnie knew he was trash but...that didn't mean his siblings had to be as well.

he should've done more. tried harder. why did life shit on them, then continue to deteriorate further? life seemed to have set the kowalski's up only to immediately smite them down afterwards. only through sheer defiance and a constant need to survive was donovan here today, behind the counter of the gas station he worked at, smashing the different slushie options together in one overly-large cup to create something...different. boredom had struck, it seemed.

"hot dogs are 50% off," donnie calls out to whoever just walked in. "on account of them...well. they were sat defrosting in the room for a while. i've had 3 though and i'm still seeing straight so, it's not all bad!"

@murdcrofcrows essie & frankie heian-kyo

"frankie please, have some class." essie sighs, taking a sip of her wine as she observes the other across from her. "i invited you out for a nice dinner, you can turn the flirting down a bit." though she wouldn't admit that she adored it, loved frankie's attention. she just didn't always have time for it. "you wanna tell me everything you've been up to recently?" she pushes now, leaning forward a bit, not shy in the slight plunge of her dress.

*     ◟    :    〔  derek luh   ,     demi-man    +   they/he    〕    otis gao ,      some say you’re a  twenty-nine  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both responsible and  foolish,  one can’t help but think of  got shocked  by  wednesday  when you walk by.    are you still a   blade runner  at  stoneage industries   even with your reputation as the achilles heel?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and   dark circles under eyes, frayed hems on slightly too long pants, damp hair in the morning.    although we can’t help but think of carl grimes (the walking dead), landry clarke (friday night lights), joseph cooper (inerstellar).   whenever we see you down these rainy streets. ’

BASICS

NAME: otis carlson gao NICKNAMES: oti JOB: bladerunner, stoneage industries BIRTHDAY: march 10 ZODIAC: pisces sun SEXUALITY: pansexual  GENDER: demi-man, they/he RELIGION: none THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: responsible, trusting, empathetic, loyal THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: foolish, obedient, distraught ENNEAGRAM: 6w5 MYERS-BRIGGS: isfj AESTHETIC: dark circles under eyes, frayed hems on slightly too long pants, damp hair in the morning CHARACTER INSPO: carl grimes (the walking dead), landry clarke (friday night lights), joseph cooper (inerstellar) LIKES: DISLIKES:

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WANTED CONNECTIONS

twin sister (london thur)

flings

ex

sibling type relationship

someone who makes them question everything

someone who wants to manipulate him

current connections

dealer: bash owens

siblings type: rafferty o'shea, raven kowalski

nerds: silas clarke

enemy/grude: frankie levin

FAST FACTS

otis has been a blade runner for over six years now

he's very good at his job - yet there is something poking at him

curious, wanting stability but knows there can be more

has a strong moral code, but can be persuaded if you adhere to that code

protective instinct

shy and unassuming at first

secret drug addiction that few know about

frankie killed his aunt & uncle and has been holding a grudge against her for years now - he's not quite vengeful but he's almost there

more to come...

"like i said, wholesome and innocent. if we were better people." she teases with another nudge, eyebrows raising to urge him along. they listen intently, going so far to rest their head on his shoulder as the line moves and she takes in what he says. "breve? you're sooo fancy aren't ya." they continue on, now straightening up to glance at the menu. "breve and sherlock holmes, honestly sounds like a perfect combo. we'll add it to our menu list." she pretends to make note of it. the copy of emma is still tightly held under their arm and they shrug. "not sure if absolute favorite, but it's up there. i think it'd pair well with..." they pause, looking around. "a honey olive oil latte. a bit out there, but could be your sleeper favorite." not like it was her favorite, but it sounded nice. "so i assume you're getting a breve now? peppermint kind of day?"

"hmm?" silas looked up from the copy of the prince he'd read many times before. he nodded along with taylor's idea, making a thoughtful hum to the concept. "same kind of concept as el anhelo, then. except instead of human or replicant matching and drugs - it's drinks and books. not bad, i think it would sell." his mouth opened to offer his idea on the arcade and gaming bar but decided against it. went on to listen to her next question which was half a whopper. "my favorite drink has always been a breve, sometimes with a bit of peppermint mixed in because it wakes you up." now onto the hard part. his two fingers drummed on the table a while. "i don't know what my favorite now is, but as a young tot i was a big fan of animal farm but i also liked to read sherlock holmes to saint." he shrugged. the public library had always been a safe place for him and a wonder. probably the only government institution he'd ever been fond of. "that one yours?" he asked and nodded his head to the book under her arm.

@murdcrofcrows otis & rafe old world casino

never really one to gamble, and certainly not a talented poker or card player, otis never had much luck or fun in the casino. but there were few times they made exceptions of their usual avoidance of the place, and that was whenever rafe dragged them along. "you ever thought about sports betting?" it had been very popular once upon a time, "less strategy but bigger rewards right?" or something like that. they shrug, leaning back in the chair as they sip on the now warm beer.

@wrvtchedhearts taylor & zakir where: out !

"hey!" taylor calls out, turning around and doubling back to the familiar face that had just passed her by. their hand reaches out to stop his arm, smiling brightly up at zakir. "wow, just gonna pass me by without stopping to stay hello?" she teases, head cocked to the side as she looks at him, waiting for his apology, or explanation. not that they really needed one, but it would be funny to see one provided. "you off to anywhere busy?"