Totally Spies Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“Under those corporate parameters, are there specific stylistic vectors your tongue wants my hand to steer his choices toward?” I seized the tactical opening instantly. “Yes. Absolute confirmation. Nothing that translates to a low-tier mate trap. Zero threads that imply a brainless bimbo aesthetic. My image requires an architecture that registers as highly intelligent, yet entirely sharp. Dominant. Historic. Symmetrical cleavage represents a viable asset, but nothing that evokes the visual data of a primitive breeding den pin-up.” “The metrics are logged. My hands will manipulate what we can behind the veil.”

It’s not like it’s a forbidden rule, Alas was just surprised that Ace got a girl, he inch backward and his sole met the end of the room, where the dust collected scattered to the drawer but not on a single frame. “She’s a spy,” Alas murmured and examined how the picture frame was placed, it was a skewed a bit from the right meaning they grabbed it on their left hand, the dust wasn’t much thick to that side so it means it just happened recently and based on Ace reaction he doesn’t know that happened and more… “No, she just came here to be my personal maid, as mom wants,” Ace tried to bore a reason, but Ace didn’t bought it. “I’m gonna tell you this, Ace,” he started, his eyes squinted on his

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here.

He looked back at Nate, drawing his attention back to him "Listen to me" he whispered so no one could hear him, because the whole hall was pin drop silent, Nate's brown eyes looked at him, with rapt and full attention, he noticed the small touch of white Spectre on top of Nate's brown pupils or was it just the light illuminating the young man's eyes, he didn't know but the lights made Nate's eyes to become brighter and the brown lighter, making Nate to have that innocent bunny eyes, and at the same time dog puppy eyes. Spade swallowed getting lost in those eyes, he could feel his fingers twitch and blood rushed down to his groin, as he grounded his teeth together, wrong timing to be thinking

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

She can also see that some of them were still processing the information, and most of all, there are those who are in shock and joy— that they are enlightened, that they now know how to identify themselves as they are the same as Hestia— an Asexual. To notice that she has a fellow Asexual in the mix is great as it is also a way of spreading the information and knowledge as well as letting them put a label to themselves and to never be confused anymore. But that is enough for the educational part, the attention must be diverted away from her and Albert, any longer and they might notice something that is not supposed to be there. Mr. Aiden and Mrs. Zephnir were still in awe of the information—

She sighs turning around back to the screen walking away a little but stops turning to look at me. "I can only answer two of those questions but first, I'm going to have to explain something to you." She sighs slowly walking back over to me, I just stand still staring at her getting rather worried. "I haven't been truthful to you about my line of work, I'm not a lawyer that helps rich people get away with things they shouldn't, I'm a spy." She bluntly says looking at me, I stare at her confused not believing her.

She asked me. "Yup", I feel like I want to do something too. We finished up our manicures and pedicures and then went to one of the best salons. She had flowing black hair which she traded for a pixie cut, that resembled Tokyo from Money Heist in season 3, and then dyed it platinum blonde. She looked really good.

The only difference was that they had almost opposite aesthetics. Aubrey was the pretty, cute lady you had no idea could claw your eyes out. She represented yellow, pink and all things girly, and always had a smile on. Hazel, on the other hand, had a dark aesthetic. Wore dark colours, especially red. Always had red lipstick on. Seductive but sweet, to only the people she cared about. She was also girly, but the other kind. And she would absolutely claw your eyes out. But that was the only difference in them. Their aesthetic. They loved the same things.

“What are you thinking for the stormy aesthetic?” Harper asked curiously, holding up the deep winter swatches which include the colours: midnight, olive, expresso, silver, grey, charcoal, mocha, wine, brick red, ruby, Boysen berry, fuschia, magenta, mustard, honey, Ocea, dark green, forest, jungle, royal purple, mulberry, purple, royal blue, Aegean, and ceru lean. Knox snatched the swatches from her hand, spreading them across the desk like he was dealing a winning hand in a high-stakes game. His parrot green eyes darted over then, his lips moving silently as he processed each colour. “Stormy aesthetic,” he repeated, tasting the words. "Aye, it's got tae feel heavy. Atmospheric. No' just dar