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just when I thought evangeline wasn’t bougie enough — I forget her name is evangeline margeaux bryant and i’m just 😭

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( anonymous. ) → Where do you see yourself with Iori in the future?

❛  I  .  .  .  honestly  do  not  know.  I  had  no  idea  we’d  be  anywhere  together  right  now,  so  I  cannot  gauge  what  would  happen  further  down  the  line.  we’ve  had  trials  and  tribulations  up  to  this  point,  so  my  answer  to  that  would  just  be  .  .  .  happy.  ❜    

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Someone: *tries to flirt with Iori.*

Evangeline: . . . I did not want to destroy some red bottoms today but I guess I will.

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Someone: . . . and that is why I think that we should go back to how things used to be, a more simpler time!

Evangeline, blinking: . . . all I asked is what kind of draft beer you wanted, how did we even —

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something  about  being  intimate  with  iori  makes  you  able  to  sleep  easier  afterward.  his  muscular  chest  was  like  a  firm  pillow,  something  to  comfortably  rest  your  head  on,  which  you  had  no  problem  taking  advantage  of.  at  some  point,  however,  you  ended  up  on  the  opposite  side  of  the  bed,  curled  up.  half-asleep,  you  felt  iori’s  teeth  against  your  ear,  causing  one  of  your  eyes  to  open. 

 ❛ iori  .  .  .  what  are  you  doing,  you  horny  dog? ❜  the  joking  question  came  out  in  a  quavering  tone,  trying  to  decipher  if  what  was  happening  was  actually  reality  or  part  of  your  dream,  yet  the  sensation  still  drew  out  a  slight  moan  nonetheless.

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Iori slowly stirred to see that Eva was still sleeping soundly beside him. Her head was conveniently nestled against his impressive chest, but he was used to it by now.

At this point, he became something of a body pillow to her during their moments of intimacy. Given their wild sex session from last night, Eva is clearly exhausted from it. Iori felt himself growing hard again as he felt his instincts starting to take over again, and indulged himself by nibbling on her ear.

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❛  and  yet  here  you  are,  sounding  surprised  as  if  you  did  not  know  what  you  signed  up  for.  now,  either  blow  out  your  candles  or  I  will  sing  the  entire  song  from  the  beginning.  ❜  you  joked,  pointing  at  the  candle  atop  the  cake.  ❛  .  .  .  oh!  and  make  a  wish.  if  you  need  help,  maybe  wish  that  you  always  keep  someone  as  wonderful  as  me  in  your  life   ––   or  don’t,  you’re  stuck  with  me  regardless. ❜

“ happy birthday to youuuu. ~” evangeline sung as she brought in a small marble cake. “I got an ice cream cake and a cookie cake too just in case. I — also needed a reason to get a bunch of sweets, but anyway,” standing behind him, she placed her hands on his shoulders and planted a kiss on his cheek as he sat. “i’ll give you your present in a second, I just want to see you blow out your candles, it’ll be really cute!”

This woman...did she think he was twelve years old or something? Iori never asked for any of this on his birthday. All he wanted to do was treat it like a normal day, like he always has. He wasn't the kind of man who liked to be doted on, so all of this was incredibly excessive.

...Who was he kidding? This woman was always excessive.

"You overdid it again." he grunted as he felt Eva press her lips against his cheek.

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❛  dude,  are  you  freaking  listening?!  ❜   had  you  been  thinking  rationally,  you  would  have  known  that  you  didn’t  give  much  context.  inhaling,  then  exhaling,  you  pinch  the  bridge  of  your  nose  after  letting  out  a  few  sniffles,  slightly  disturbing  your  foundation. 

❛  hanamaru,  ❜   you  started,  attempting  to  compose  yourself.   ❛  she  .  .  .  she  is  dating  that  bastard  vega.  .  .   he  does  not  love  her,  he  does  not  care  for  her,  he  does  not  even  like  her!  he  just  knows  how  to  play  a  role  and  she  fell  right  into  it.  ❜   you  smack  the  palm  of  your  left  hand  with  the  back  of  your  right  one  to  illustrate  your  point.     ❛  that  means  she  did  not  listen  to  me,  iori  .  .  .  that  means  if  I  try  to  separate  her  now  it  would  look  like  I  am  jealous  or  do  not  want  her  to  be  happy.  i’m  going  to  have  to  quit  hinamori.  my  boss  is  her  best  friend,  I  cannot,  in  good  conscience,  be  around  hanamaru  if  she  won’t  take  heed  to  my  warnings  .  .  .  but  .  .  .I  also  .  .  .  c-cannot  leave  her,  either  .  .  .  she’s  a  sweet  girl,  who  just  so  happened  to  be  bitten  by  a  snake.  .  .  and  I  .  .  .  don’t  know  what  to  do  .  .  .   ❜

" no, no, no . . . !! this is not happening . . . !! " evangeline paced back and forth, biting on her crimson nails, hitting herself on the forehead in between bites. once she saw iori in eyesight, she gripped at his shirt, eventually burying her head in his chest. " . . . SHE DIDN'T FUCKING LISTEN, IORI! " even though she was yelling, it came out muffled, following by an anger-filled yell. " not only has she not stayed away from him , now she's fucking DATING him?! HE DOES NOT FUCKING LOVE HER! I JUST WANT TO FUCKING SHAKE HER AND –– AAAAHHHH!! " shoulders jerking, her screams turn into low sobs, " I shouldn't even fucking care this much. why didn't she just listen to me. . . " / based on what we ( literally ) just talked about!

Iori stood there motionlessly as Eva grabbed his shirt and started to sob into his broad chest. He didn't know what she was talking about, but whatever it was she was clearly distressed over it...and for good reason.

"What is it now?" he finally asked. He wasn't some damned mind-reader - she could at least give him more details.

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conformed to everyone around her, run away just like a coward . . . so , I took away her power ━━━━━━ NOW THAT NAME IS DEAD TO ME.

                               ( #CODEDRED. the malibu baddie. )

evangeline   bryant.  a   street   fighter   original   character   formally   a   shadaloo   doll.   reformed   by   macchiato.   crossover   &   original   character   friendly!   minors   &   proshippers   do   not   interact.     ━━━━━━     

(   FOCUSES   ON:   rediscovering   your   identity,   evolution,   grappling   your   demons,   trying   to   find   oneself,   forging   a   family,   achieving   dreams   that   you   truly   feel   you   don't   deserve,   fighting   internal   battles,   confronting   your   guilt.   )

file. terms.

fragments. saxophone-under-the-moon

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what evangeline says iori is like everyday:

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my type of otp: slowly the insults become terms of endearment

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( saxophone-under-the-moon. ): "Eat."

❛  what  do  you  mean?  i’m  trying  to  ––   ❜   taking  out  one  of  your  earbuds,  your  eyes  instantly  widen  the  moment  you  see  the  array  of  chocolates,  your  face  now  a  happy  beam  as  if  you  weren’t  just  confused  five  seconds  prior.   ❛ oh  my  god,  iori!  you  found  the  truffles?!  ❜   lately,  you  have  been  obsessed  with  a  particular  type  of  hazelnut  truffles,  and  for  iori  to  go  out  of  his  way  to  look  for  them  to  satiate  you,  it  made  him  now  subject  to  your  barrage  of  velvet-coloured  kiss  marks  painting  his  face.   ❛ you  probably  got  them  for  me  to  shut  me  up,  but  you’re  still  going  to  have  to  hear  my  mouth,  but  not  as  much  now.  thank  you,  thank  you,  thank  you  !!   ❜  each  word  is  associated  with  another  peck  to  the  face,  but  you  did  take  a  moment  to  allow  him  to  feed  you  a  truffle.  (  he’s  been  .  .  .  growing  on  you  .  .  .  alot  more  by  the  day.  )

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thinking  about  how  evangeline  wished  she  continued  her  lessons  to  become  a  violinist,  it  was  the  only  instrument  she  gravitated  to  as  a  teen.  she  dreamed  of  playing  in  orchestras  and  playing  in  places  like  carnegie  hall.  oddly  enough,  a  few  days  after  she  woke  up  in  the  hospital  and  read  through  a  magazine,  seeing  a  picture  of  a  violin  unlocked  a  memory  of  how  passionate  she  was  when  she  used  to  play,  but  her  fingers  now  would  tremble  if  she  so  much  as  tried  to  see  anything  with  strings  on  it,  it’s  a  reaction  she  cannot  seem  to  control.

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Iori: If you’re calling yourself flirting with me, you can stop. You look like a fool.

Evangeline: With all the respect due in my bank account, my smiling at you means I have rent and bills to pay, not that I want to jump your bones, let’s tone down the cockiness, sweetheart.

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❛ hard  day  and  trying  to  unwind?  ❜  usually,  you  can  read  people  by  the  drinks  they  order.  the  handsome-yet-aloof  man  was  going  to  be  a  challenge  for  you  in  that  regard:  he  looked  both  detached  and  in  thought  at  the  same  time,  could  possibly  blend  in  with  the  right  crowd,  but  would  also be  so  quick  to  stand  out.  quickly  scribbling  down  the  order,  red  stiletto-shaped  nails  tap  against  the  screen  to  process  the  request.   ❛  bourbon,  scotch  or  irish,  sweetie?  ❜  you  inquire,  then  give  another  painted  smile,   ❛  how  much  are  you  trying  to  forget  the  workday?  your  choice  is  going  to  depend  on  that.  ❜

The redhead made his way to the counter, ready to unwind a bit after the concert he and his band were performing at earlier. It was at a jazz festival in Los Angeles, and the crowds were as energetic and eager as ever.

However, Iori could sense something in the air when he and his band landed in the city - it has been bothering him for the longest while. Prior to this, Chizuru informed him about a small group of Orochi's followers who were trying to manifest its energy in the city. Even if Iori and his band were on tour, he would have to seek them out and put an end to their operations.

Upon seating himself at the furthest end of the counter, he could see that the bartender was a woman with incredibly long, platinum blonde hair. She seemed to be trying too hard to be accommodating of him, but it didn't matter. All Iori cared about was just having a damned drink and getting out.

"Whisky." Iori finally grunted after a moment of silence.

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   ❛   .  .  .  do  I  .  .  .  have  cousins  I  don’t  know  about  or  something  .  .  .  ?   ❜