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↪  𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  a  collection  of  100+ question prompts .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

you’re leaving ?

can you shut up ?

are you  [ name ] ?

who am i to you ?

why should i care ?

can i come inside ?

did i do something ?

you don’t trust me ?

can we make a deal ?

are you lying to me ?

are you free tonight ?

are we going to die ?

can i come with you ?

can we call it even ?

you stay here , okay ?

you think i’m stupid ?

can you stitch me up ?

are you doing alright ?

is that … my shirt ?

who takes care of you ?

have you seen yourself ?

what took you so long ?

can’t you see i’m busy ?

who do you think i am ?

why are you helping me ?

are you happy with him ?

are we having a moment ?

are you listening to me ?

how are you so arrogant ?

how did you afford this ?

what are you doing here ?

is this all in my head ?

why won’t you look at me ?

are you here to kill me ?

do you want some company ?

are you from around here ?

do you need to lie down ?

are we on the same page ?

why didn’t you defend me ?

are you sure you’re ready ?

where is this coming from ?

where were you last night ?

you wanted to talk to me ?

will you PLEASE be quiet ?!

what was i supposed to do ?

why do you look so guilty ?

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

why did you bring me here ?

are you looking for someone ?

since when does that matter ?

why do you put up with me ?

THIS is your breaking point ?

what can i say to fix this ?

do you think i deserve this ?

hey ,  hey ,  are you with me ?

why are you leaving so soon ?

what do you get out of this ?

[ name ] ,  what have you done ?

do you have a minute to talk ?

did you ever actually love me ?

do you need somewhere to stay ?

why don’t you ever listen to me ?

do you hear yourself right now ?

you knew & you didn’t tell me ?

do you want something to drink ?

when did you know you loved me ?

when was the last time you ate ?

what’s your favorite scary movie ?

do you want to get out of here ?

why is this so important to you ?

can i at least buy you a drink ?

how can you think this is funny ?

are you sure you’re up for this ?

are you trying to start something ?

what are we supposed to do now ?

can we at least try to be civil ?

why won’t you just leave me alone ?

are you thinking what i’m thinking ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

why can’t you just stay out of it ?

you’re not bailing on me , are you ?

how long have you been lying to me ?

can you keep your eyes open for me ?

how long have things been like this ?

why is this suddenly such a problem ?

what ,  am i supposed to be impressed ?

do you ever wish you could run away ?

you’re going to believe them over me ?

why are you looking at me like that ?

why can’t you just tell me the truth ?

why can’t you ever take responsibility ?

what can i do to make it up to you ?

can we put this whole thing behind us ?

i’m coming to get you , where are you ?

can you stay ? just for a little while ?

why won’t you let me be here for you ?

when are you going to forgive yourself ?

is that what your nightmares are about ?

what kind of person does this make me ?

where are we supposed to go from here ?

are you TRYING to get yourself killed ?!

why can’t we just talk like we used to ?

why do these things always happen to me ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

can’t we just enjoy the moment for once ?

why can’t you ever stand up for yourself ?

why haven’t you been answering your phone ?

what was i supposed to do ,  let you die ?

can you just listen and do as i say for once ?

what do you mean ,  you’re not coming back ?

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

you’d tell me if something was wrong ,  right ?

where do you go when you space out like that ?

you were going to leave without saying goodbye ?

you’ll stand by my side no matter what ,  right ?

what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into ?

i need you to sit up ,  can you do that for me ?

if you have nothing to hide ,  what’s the problem ?

you really don’t care about any of this ,  do you ?

can you just tell me everything’s going to be okay ?

you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually ,  right ?

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018. an otherwise empty parking lot . for Corvus (if you still taking it)

detroit's cold trace leaned casually against the sleek hardened black luxury sedan, a flickering glow of his cigarette burnt against a cold november night. corvus' predatorial gaze, sharp & calculating, tracked every fiber of her existence as it moved across the empty parking lot; her steps were quick, self-conscious, easily instinctive of someone who did not trust their own shadow maybe. there was something almost predatory in the way he dissected her silhouette, like a wolf sizing up its due morsel. corvus shared a smile. the five men surrounding him, all dressed in tailored suits like business boys, spoke in low tone brimming with conspiracy, their hands slumbered casually on quiet firearms tucked beneath their jackets.

he knew who she was — an important piece in a rival mafia branch, someone with connections that could either be useful or problematic depending on how this night unfolded. as his lips took another drag from the worn-out cigarette, he decided to make a move.

in her impending arrival to her car, corvus pushed off the vehicle & began to approach, his movements smooth & unhurried. those behind followed suit whilst any idle died down. he flicked the cigarette to the ground, crushing it under his heel as he prepared to make his move. ❝ lovely night to be spending on your own sweetheart, ❞ the devil's smile dared not wane, ensuring that his gracious countenance looked almost alluring than concerning. ❝ it's almost terrible to see you on your own. ❞ it truly was, after all, such an important asset traversing all alone? it almost looked like a setup.

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @lured-into-wonderland ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎: 𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻

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↪   𝑩𝑼𝑹𝒀 𝑴𝑬 𝑾𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  lyric  starters  from  the  band  dead poet society .  feel  free  to  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .  )

i  know  you  said  you’re  busy  at  the  moment ,  but  i  think  you’re  lying .

i  want  you  to  give  me  a  reason  to  leave .

you  don’t  get  it ,  do  you ?

you  use  me  when  you  need  a  hit .

what's  it  cost  for  a  minute  of  your  heart  and  soul ?

my  state  of  mind’s  been  steadily  dropping .

might  as  well  just  hold  my  tongue ,  it’s  nothing  you  would  understand .

i  don’t  really  know  myself .

thoughts  of  you  are  racing  in  my  mind .

oh ,  you  had  me  for  a  moment .

you  took  it  out  on  me  when  it  got  hard .

i  know  you’re  mocking  my  name .

i  don’t  understand  why  i’m  so  afraid  of  who  i  am .

i’m  done .  i’m  leaving .

no ,  you  don’t  care  anyways .

take  me  home .

if  this  isn’t  love ,  then  i’ll  stop  now .

take  your  coat ,  don’t  get  cold .

you  never  loved  me .  you  didn’t  want  me .

give  me  something  real .

god ,  it  feels  like  i’ve  been  here  before .

i  feel  like  we’re  drifting  apart .

i  never  loved  myself  like  i  love  you .

maybe  you  could  help  me .

i  heard  your  friends  say  that  you  think  you're  better  off .

you’ll  never  understand .

i’ve  got  enough  friends .

i’m  finding  it  harder  to  fit  in .

why  are  you  afraid  to  die ?

it’s  nothing  you  would  understand .

god  help  you ,  darling .

tonight  it’s  hard  for  me  to  care .

can  you  swear  i’ll  be  yours ?

baby ,  it’s  too  late  to  talk .

you  say  that  you  love  me  but  you  never  could .

there's  nothing  more  that  i'd  like  than  to  be  yours  for  life .

i  don’t  wanna  go  out  tonight .

i  thought  that  i  could  trust  you .

i’m  leaving  you  cause  the  pain  isn’t  worth  it .

don’t  pretend  to  love  me  when  you’re  feeling  alone .

run  your  mouth  like  you  do  so  well ,  you  did  this  to  yourself .

i  love  you .  don’t  ask  why ,  it’s  just  because  i  do .

i  know  you’re  mine .

you  feel  so  lovely  when  you  touch  me .

you  don’t  wanna  change .

i’ll  say  the  words  and  you’ll  listen .

you  don’t  love  me .

who  am  i  to  hold  you  back ?

i  need  to  know  the  truth .

why’d  you  have  to  say  it ?

i’m  running  out  of  time .

the  self - loathing  comes  and  goes .

fighting  is  doing  no  good .

fuck  it ,  just  drive .

have  you  been  here  before ?

no ,  you  think  i’m  fucking  lazy .

baby ,  i  swear  i  tried .

i’m  dying  to  see  you  again .

i’m  finding  it  harder  to  feel  brave .

don't  make  me  feel  like  i  did  this  all  wrong .

something  in  your  eyes  just  gives  it  away .

it’s  only  in  my  head ,  but  it’s  not  gonna  change .

hit  me  up  anytime  you  want .

maybe  you  could  show  me  another  way  out .

we  should  go  before  i  change  my  mind .

i  know  you’ve  seen  it  but  you’re  not  replying .

fuck  you ,  anyways .

who  am  i  to  hold  you  back  from  finding  someone  who  can  love  you  like  that ?

tell  me  what  the  fuck  you’ve  done ,  i’ll  wait .

i’d  rather  stay  here  and  wait .

i  think  i  might  slip  away .

i’m  so  scared  that  all  of  my  worst  fears  have  followed  me  out  here .

i  swear  it’s  all  about  to  change .

tell  me  it’s  hard  being  you .

i  know  i’m  sounding  crazy .

oh  god ,  i  need  a  change  of  pace .

i’ve  got  enough  friends ,  nobody  else  needs  to  know  my  name .

i  don’t  think  you  realize  just  what  you  do  to  me .

i  can’t  help  but  overanalyze .

you  think  you  can  demand  respect ?

i’m  mad  at  myself .

you  did  this  to  yourself .

i  know  you’re  probably  over  it ,  but  i’m  not  there  at  all .

i  really  wanna  get  away  for  the  weekend .

i’m  tired  and  i’m  fucked  up .

you  don’t  know  what  i’m  feeling .

standing  here ,  i  know  i’m  home .

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❝ the truth is, warden, ❞ ethan's gated walls came undone, let it be due to some mutual professional trust or because that somehow, someway, yue came across as dependable. our detective's spent voice carried a touch of weariness, ❝ this case in particular… it’s more than just another file on my desk. it's becoming almost personal at this point. there’s a thread here that ties neatly into this killer whose eluded me for months. this prisoner, this guy might hold the puzzle piece, or he might be just another dead end. ❞ cautious is his gaze that seeks to steal a gander from the warden, gauging for any reaction that surprisingly enough does not manifest, though he keeps his own expression carefully neutral. the detective knew the importance of keeping his cards close to his chest, after all, everyone has always an agenda hidden & especially in a place like a penitentiary.

footsteps once heard as a solid resonant cadence transfixed into a refined, lightening melodious tone of marble. ethan ceased accompanying yue any further, pausing just outside the cavernous maw leading inside the black garden building. ❝ i chose this hour because i need clarity. no distractions, no interruptions. just me, the prisoner, & the lead. i’m not here to waste my time, or your time. i need answers, & i need them now before someone else is killed. ❞ there’s a hard edge to his tone, hinting at the plausible exhaustion of options.

his pause brought an opportunity for the sound of the rain to fill in the vacant small gap between them. the whole experience hinged on the warden's capabilities, & in good honesty, in ethan's eyes he had proven already to be an impeccable host. the detective's gaze dared not vacate the warden's countenance for even a second's worth ❝ so yes, your assumption is correct. this case is dire, & i would appreciate to just talk to the prisoner as soon as possible. ❞

❝ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑, 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝟎𝟓𝟑𝟗𝟓𝟕-𝐀𝐂 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 & 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋, 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, ❞ glancing over at the officer near, yue's free gloved hand reaches up & retrieves the umbrella from him; ❝ panie mariuszu, niech pan da znać personelu że detektyw chase już jest i nie będzie mnie na stanowisku przez następne dwie godziny. zastępujący naczelnik już wie o tym i zajmie moje miejsce. ❞

❝ tak jest, panie naczelniku. ❞ the younger man immediately salutes & spins around 'pon the heel, in practiced motions marching straight back to the towering slab of concrete & steel. yue turns back to ethan just then, shifting the umbrella over his soaked head. ❝ i've taken into consideration the time of your arrival mr. chase, & made the necessary arrangements to ensure your safety & comfort here at the black garden. before we proceed, please allow me to accommodate you. follow me. ❞

slowly budging from the spot, the warden begins to walk all the while shielding them both from the rain, its bulleting drops pounding loud & heavy against the umbrella's canopy like little rough chunks of diamonds; a most oppressing sort of weather, but not entirely unexpected. the black garden penitentiary is located in the middle of a dead zone, after all. there's nothing here for thousands of miles. nothing but withered trees, mud, & an ocean as vast & bleak as the weeping sky above. those who once sought to run on the wings of freedom have found nothing but further hopelessness & despair. ❝ if i may ask, detective, ❞ yue speaks up gently, his silvery eyes looking straight ahead as his lips shift against the cotton material of the medical mask, ❝ since you insisted to visit today & at this rather... unconventional hour, am i correct to assume that this case is quite dire? ❞

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——— the detective arrived at was easily noticed as an abandoned house in brownsville, brooklyn, all within the heart of a neighborhood notorious for its crime rates. the moon's pale light cast long shadows across the crumbling brickwork, while distanced houses with prying eyes done little miracles on settling down nerves. ethan's chestnut eyes, sharp & alert, scanned his surroundings with a criticality. the higher-ups had specifically requested his presence for this unusual assignment, suggesting something significant about the case he'd like to assume. adjusting his coat, with disheveled hair falling into place, he approached the front door with a gut feeling that something just wasn't right.

with a deep breath, he reached out & slowly coiled his fingers on the rusty doorhandle. the door creaked ominously as it was pushed open, revealing behind it an interior shrouded in darkness. the air inside was thick with must & decay.

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share a headcanon for both, ethan & corvus: what is their major bad habit?

corvus has developed & deeply ingrained a habit of constantly underestimating those he deems inferior to himself. his arrogance, fueled by years of challenged dominance which he personally won against, leads him to believe that few can match his intellect or pose any real threat to his empire.

this habit shows itself in subtle ways — dismissing advice, overlooking minor rivals, or brushing off concerns from those he considers less intelligent than himself & might potentially waste his time. he sees most people as pawns in his game, assuming that only those at his level are worth his actual full attention. while this arrogance hasn't led to any major setbacks, it’s a trait that shapes how he interacts with others, making him more isolated in his decision-making. it would be easy to imagine how shocked his expression would be if someone, someway, had an upper hand on him in a critical moment.

ethan has developed a dependency of relying on stimulants to keep himself sharp & focused. over the years, long hours, sleepless nights, & sacrificial pursuit to elevate in his field have taken a toll on him, & he started using caffeine along with stronger prescription drugs to maintain his edge. what started as a way to push through exhaustion has now become a requirement, something he tells himself he needs to function at his best. though he's aware of the complications that stimulates bring to the table, he brushes off any concerns by convincing himself that he simply can quit anytime.

consumption of stimulants have started to affect him in subtle ways — his temper has shortened, his ability to connect with others beyond professional terms has further deteriorated. those close to him notice the changes, the way his hands sometimes shake, or how his eyes have lost some of their warmth, but ethan is too stubborn to admit that he might need help.

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @aurescere ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎ intelligence files

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058. a lavish , invite - only party . - [for Corvus, please. Harmony could also be a guest there or work as a waitress or at the party’s bar.]

detroit's cold trace prowled through the lavish party with predatory elegance, his every step commanding attention & respect. those vivid ocean kissed eyes found solace on the young woman across the room, the one pretending to blend in with the elite. the stagnant man beside her, almost begging for her attention, was nothing more than a an eyesore — an obstacle corvus had no patience for. with a swift, calculated push, he shoved the man aside, his physical strength being undeniable & unapologetic.

clearly the stranger barely had a time window to react prior to corvus' loyal enforcers emerging from the crowd, escorting the unneeded addon away as if the fool had never mattered. corvus didn’t even spare him a glance , his attention fully on the woman who, despite her quaint & elegant disguise, was clearly out of her depth.

he knew she was an undercover cop, but the game amused him nonetheless — & in his world, amusement was reason enough. ❝ so, tell me, do you always bring that much intensity to a party, or is it just for me? how about we skip the formalities & find something more... entertaining to do? no need to pretend. ❞

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @chronicparagon ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎: 𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻

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“We need to get out of here ,  come on .” - for Ethan, please.

❝ wait, ❞ our detective is no religious man, let alone a believer that something more exists once anyone's eyes seal forevermore; not tonight, not in that situation, ethan was beginning to believe & such uncertainty rattled the very foundation of essence. as harmony steeled herself to exit the bedroom, our detective immediately vice gripped her wrist in order to hoist her in. ❝ it can't smell us. it works on visuals, sounds, so pipe down. ❞ his voice whispered each command, ensuring she understood that disobeying them meant a direct confrontation with that — thing.

outside in the long hotel corridor it prowled. the latest victim of the ritualistic sect moved with predatory grace, each contorted limb letting its body move close to the ground. guttural breathing, wild eyes darting in every direction, it searched for them whilst displaying animalistic tendencies. ethan hid behind the door whilst harmony stayed on the opposite side, & frankly, he couldn't close the door without causing unnecessary noise. our detective removed his handgun from its house, disturbing its slumber by releasing its safety.

a single finger pressed against lips, one last warning to ensure she did not make even a squeak.

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @chronicparagon ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎: 𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺

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019.   the shady bar of a noisy ,  dark club .

the bar was dark & noisy, the kind of place where shady deals were made & trouble was never far away. the detective moved through the crowd, his eyes took a gander for a relatively important informant. he didn’t have much to go on — just a face from the photo in his jacket. he avoided stains from old spills, he was getting accustomed to the thick air brimming with smoke & the smell of cheap liquor. ethan ordered a whiskey in order to remain inconspicuous, his gaze sweeping the room as he tried to match faces to the one he was looking for. he knew time was running out; the crime syndicate had already put a target on the informant’s back.

as he took a sip of his drink, he noticed someone at the far end of the bar, half-hidden in the shadows, glancing around. they looked like they could be the one. he needed to be careful — approach too fast & he could scare them off, too slow & someone else m ight find them first. gripping his glass a little tighter, ethan stayed at the bar, waiting for the right moment to make contact, hoping they’d take a seat next to him.

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @chaosarashi ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎: 𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺

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the air in the rundown apartment complex was thick with the stench of neglect, mix of stale sweat, cheap drugs & faint traces of piss. ethan moved quietly through the dimly lit halls, his footsteps were as light touch as a feather that pressed into grime-covered tiles. walls once vibrant with life were now crumbling, barren, graffiti-covered relics of a city that had long since forgotten its people. figures slumped in dark corners, their hollow eyes reflecting the flicker of neon lights that bled through any crack on walls b windows, these people were lost in the haze of whatever substance they could get their hands on. prostitutes eyed him warily, sensing he wasn’t there for what they offered, while others, too far gone, paid him no mind.

ethan's advanced optics scanned every ounce of detail, every crevice, searching for a cold trail of the religious fanatic turned cyberpsycho he’d been hunting. the scenes of carnage left behind were enough to chill even a seasoned officer — ritualistic symbols carved into flesh, bodies twisted in grotesque poses. as he reached a corner leading into a makeshift bedroom, his optics caught movement ahead — someone was there, just beyond the shattered remnants of a doorway. without hesitation, ethan drew his firearm, its cold steel feeling like an extension of his will, & aimed the barrel steadily at the figure.

❝ don’t move, ❞ he ordered, his voice low but commanding. his optics quickly ran a scan on the individual, data flooding his vision — v, the name came up, along with a brief but detailed criminal history. whoever this person was, they weren’t just another lost soul in the city’s underbelly. ❝ identify yourself, now. ❞ ethan demanded.

― 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 ☎: @mkoshi ― 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✎: hunt for the cyberpsycho

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youngjae's countenance, his silhouette, his candid smile, they all swam in the abundance of corvus' gaze; the predator whose covenant graciously opened its cavernous doors to a stranger in hopes of keeping him 'till death, or betrayal, tore them apart. korean practice had never been a suit understood to detroit's fiend, therefore as youngjae bowed, corvus raised from his seat, unafraid of whatever youngjae's subordinates would have thinked. ❝ you're a funny guy, you know that? that's why i find important to keep people like you near, people who know how the world spins. ❞ last words spoken before corvus decided to take action.

as corvus suddenly moved to place an arm around youngjae's shoulder, the tension in the room spiked, both parties’ subordinates instinctively began to reach for their firearms. yet, before any weapons had been drawn, the room's tension settled when they realized corvus’s intent wasn’t hostile in nature. with a casual, yet confident motion, corvus draped an arm & fur coat around youngjae’s shoulder, pulling him in with familiarity of old friends strangely enough. his touch was firm, not overbearing. ❝ come on, let me walk you to your car. ❞ corvus' lips curled into a devilish smile, potentially being the most pleased from both parties.

as they moved toward the exit, their subordinates quickly sprang into action, understanding the unspoken command. one of corvus’s men swiftly stepped forward to open the door, while youngjae’s team moved ahead to ensure the path was clear. by the time the two leaders would reach the elevator, it would already been waiting for them, doors open and ready. outside, another pair of subordinates would ensure that the car engines for both parties were rumbling warmly.

"connections," he repeated, nodding. certainly, he'd be very... pleased if corvus took over los angeles in the long run and he could just keep this... relationship going. if problems were to arise and he had corvus's backings, that would be immense, since b56 was going to split apart once the boss died. nobody wanted to be ruled by youngjae, some lowlife from the streets that made his way upwards by beating other's bloody and succumbed to the own drugs he sold. even he sometimes thought he'd been quite shameful, more so for his people. "americans also think they can hit big by committing to 5 jobs, then losing 3 with no social system to catch them, so they just end up in debt and under the bridge." he would never understand this country.

he tilted his head at the man's next words. they could create something wonderful together, sounded almost like a dream come true. his gaze went up to one of his subordinates, handing him the glass of whiskey since he couldn't bother drinking it. "you have big plans and i would be... delighted to take part, corvus. i look forward to working with you. be assured you have my trust and my expertise... and if i may ask for something in return." youngjae pursed his lips into a thin line, considering his favor and how to word it. "if someone else from my group, or the split factions, contacts you, feel free to ignore them. it will be me personally from now on."

he stood up from his chair and walked over, hands in the air to show he meant no harm. "whatever you want of me, i will see to it. then one day you can show me how deep you go all in." a small smirk appeared on his face before he bowed slightly, the usual for him back in korea and japan. he did have a lot of respect for corvus and his upcoming plans, he didn't mind showing that.

[d-ualities]

↪     𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺  .    (   a  collection  of  dire / urgent situation  sentence  &  action  starters .   adjust  phrasing  +  ʳᵉᵛᵉʳˢᵉ  as  necessary .   )

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

hide .   hide now .

shh !!  there’s somebody in the house .

i’m not gonna hurt you !  see ?  look ,  i’m putting down the  [ weapon ] .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

stop , stop !  just put the  [ weapon ]  down !

drive ,  just drive fast !

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

can you walk ?  i need you to walk for me ,  okay ?

let me handle it ,  just go !

what was your plan ??  you could’ve gotten yourself killed !

you’re just going to leave me here ?!

[ name ] ,  can you hear me ?  get out of there !

you knew and you didn’t tell me ?!

don’t you know how dangerous this is ?

you’re not going to shoot me .

move and you die .

i’m gonna come back for you ,  do you hear me ?

we have to stop the bleeding .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i just want to go home !

don’t move a fucking muscle .

if it weren’t for you ,  we wouldn’t be in this mess .

i almost DIED back there ,  and you’re laughing ?

you’re only making this worse for yourself .

you think this is a joke ?

if i go down ,  i want you to run .

we’re gonna die ,  so what’s the point ?

this was the ONE thing i told you not to do .

i can’t promise we’re going to make it out of here .

where’s your first - aid kit ?!

just calm down and find your phone ,  we need to call the police .

someone’s been stalking me .

just listen to me for once !

i didn’t think you had it in you .

put the gun down ,  and kick it over here .

we can’t stick around here ,  let’s go .

kiss me before we die .

do whatever you need to do ,  hurry .

i can’t breathe ,  i can’t -

please ,  please  -  let me in ,  there’s someone -

i’m gonna give you one last chance .

you have to believe me ,  i didn’t do this !

run ,  and don’t look back .

this is real ,  i’m real .  look at me .

take this .  it’ll keep you safe .

follow my instructions very closely .

put your hands where i can see them .

you can’t just let me die !

i think  …  i think i need a doctor .

we need to get out of here ,  come on .

no ,  this isn’t it .  we’re getting you out of this .

you panicking is not going to help us right now .

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ GETAWAY ]  sender acts as a getaway driver for receiver .

[ MEDIC ]  sender arrives on receiver’s doorstep ,  badly bleeding .

[ HIDE ]  sender and receiver hide from a threat together .

[ HUSH ]  sender clasps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them .

[ DRAG ]  sender physically hauls receiver to safety .

[ RIGHTS ]  sender calls receiver from a police precinct .

[ REALITY ]  sender helps receiver through an episode of derealization .

[ SHELTER ]  sender and receiver must find shelter from a storm  .

[ ARMED ]  sender brandishes a  [ gun / knife ]  at receiver .

[ CRASH ]  sender and receiver survive a  [ car / bike ]  crash together .

[ SEARCH ]  sender barges into the hospital demanding to see receiver .

[ BACKUP ]   sender calls receiver panicking after committing a crime .

[ CORNERED ]  sender menacingly backs receiver into a corner .

[ UNEXPECTED ]  receiver comes home to find sender already inside .

[ BREATHE ]  sender helps receiver get through a panic attack .

[ BADGE ]  sender and receiver flee from the cops together .

[ STRANDED ]  sender and receiver become stranded in the woods .

[ EMBRACE ]  sender kisses receiver thinking it’ll be the last time .

[ STRANGER ]  sender can’t remember who receiver is after an injury .

[ TOKEN ]  sender gives receiver a lucky charm before they go into battle .

[ CHOICE ]  receiver has to choose between sparing their own life or the sender’s .

[d-ualities]

↪     𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 , updated .     (  a  collection  of  various  settings  meant  to  inspire  drabbles  or  be  used  as  prompts .   )

001.   the seaside ,  as the sun is setting .

002.   a cabin in the middle of the woods .

003.   a picket-fenced home in the suburbs .

004.   a dark bus stop lit only by street lights .

005.   a private jet miles high in the sky .

006.   a funhouse’s room of mirrors .

007.   an office building ,  bustling and busy .

008.   the back row of an empty movie theater .

009.   a run - down motel room .

010.   a loud house party on a suburban street .

011.   a university lecture hall during a class .

012.   the rooftop of a very tall building .

013.   a great ballroom during an elegant party .

014.   the back of a wailing ambulance .

015.   the wine cellar of a large mansion .

016.   behind the school’s gymnasium .

017.   a boisterous bonfire at the lakeside .

018.   an otherwise empty parking lot .

019.   the shady bar of a noisy , dark club .

020.  the grounds of an empty summer camp .

021.   a large hedge maze ,  easy to get lost in .

022.   a neglected or derelict treehouse .

023.   a spacious ,  light-filled meadow .

024.   an underground illegal fighting club .

025.   an abandoned scrapyard .

026.   a large penthouse overlooking the city .

027.    an apple orchard in the middle of spring .

028.   an empty playground with squeaky swings .

029.   an extravagant greenhouse .

030.   the base of a large waterfall .

031.    a spacious walk - in closet full of lovely clothes .

032.   a solemnly quiet hospital room .

033.   the dark depths of an abandoned mine .

034.   the deck of a fishing boat at night .

035.   the thick crowd of an audience at a show .

036.   a long ,  winding road .

037.   the scene of a violent crime .

038.   a fork in a hiking trail deep in the wilderness .

039.   a cramped dressing room .

040.   a dusty antiques shop full of relics .

041.   the street of an unfamiliar city at night .

042.   between the tall shelves of a thrifted book shop .

043.   a building abandoned during construction .

044.   a house without power or running water .

045.   a mysterious trail found in the woods .

046.   the back of a taxi stuck in traffic .

047.    the inside of an elevator that won’t move .

048.   fairgrounds during a large event  (or after hours) .

049.   a garden bountiful with flowers or produce .

050.   a childhood home or bedroom .

+   30  more  setting  prompts :    1 / 3 / 2024

051. the site of a horrible accident .

052. a closed pool , after everyone has left .

053. a home holding horrific memories .

054. by the side of a dangerously quick river .

055. a private hotel room .

056. a police station in the middle of the night .

057. a ferris wheel carriage under a sky of fireworks .

058. a lavish , invite - only party .

059. a public transit stop as rain is pouring down .

060. the back of a taxi going in the wrong direction .

061. the underworld .

062. a dusty , forgotten attic .

063. on the set of a television show or movie .

064. a lighthouse overlooking the raging sea .

065. in a post - apocalyptic bunker .

066. on a ship hundreds of miles from the nearest coast .

067. on the rooftop of a perilously tall building .

068. a tent pitched in the middle of the woods .

069. a crowded stadium during a football game .

070. the morgue during an identification .

071. an otherwise empty library during a late study session .

072. a place that feels familiar , yet you've never been here before .

073. a long hallway that seems to stretch on forever .

074. a signpost at the start of a hiking trail .

075. a bar or tavern bustling with life .

076. the dance floor of a masquerade ball .

077. inside of a car parked in a secluded area .

078. at the edge of a cliff overlooking a large lake .

079. inside a very old house with very old haunts .

080. the antiseptic interior of a space station .

[d-ualities]

ethan has a peculiar habit that sets him apart from other detectives: he never closes a case file, no matter how thoroughly it's solved. instead, he keeps every file open on his meticulously organized desk, as if each one is still active. to him, every case — no matter how seemingly resolved — is an ongoing story, with the potential for new revelations or hidden details that might surface later. this practice stems from his belief that the truth is never fully revealed and that even the smallest overlooked detail could hold the key to understanding something able to aid on the search for his mother.

ethan’s colleagues often find this habit eccentric if not exaggerated, but it’s also what makes him an exceptional detective. he routinely revisits old cases, sometimes years after they've been closed, and has a remarkable track record of uncovering new evidence that others missed.