#ft. mateo

[ravisurendra]

for @mindful-mateo

He'd spent nearly an hour in Euphoria with shit to show for it but sweat and a puzzling encounter with the Swedish councilman that Soren still wasn't totally sure what to make of, but might actually have been positive. But no Taliesin. Maybe Soren should've expected that, but the throngs of people in the street and packed into every club made doing a one man search and recovery mission a lot fucking harder than he'd hoped for in abstract. Maybe his trouble was that he'd kept moving from place to place. Maybe they were just missing each other all this time.

Soren tried to comfort himself with that idea, leaned up against the wall outside the club near one of the heating lamps where the rest of the smokers and party-goers taking a break from the sweltering dance floor had started to congregate. He looked restlessly over the closest bodies, chatting and laughing in groups or pairs, exhaling a stream of smoke as he rubbed his thumb against the budding headache trying to come to fruition around one of his eyes. It was his third cigarette of the night; a nasty habit he'd sworn he'd quit in university and hadn't managed to shake. After all the stress of this Russian business, he was beginning to think he might not ever get rid of it.

Soren had just managed to tamp down the most disruptive of his thoughts when another individual eased between the bodies into the human's pool of warmth, Soren's gaze catching on the relatively subdued costume and an open, amiable face. "A little real estate left over here," He called out to the other man, nodding towards the stretch of brick beside him, "Vincent Vega, huh? Should we leave room for your dance partner?" It was supposed to be a joke, came out about a rough and tired as Soren felt. He offered up a crooked smile to the stranger to try to make up for it anyway.

[kennedyastor]

Top 3 you want to horizontal mambo with

“Considering I moved to a town that would put Stepford to shame, I couldn’t really complain about anyone I fell into bed with. But since you want names… Javi, Mateo, and… I think her name is Gen? Down at the salon? She’s beautiful.”

@javideluca @mateosal @genortiz

[jazfields]

Christmas Presents (Highlights) - Family Edition

"The Perfect Man" (basically chocolate in the shape of a 'hot' guy) hot chocolate - for Jake ( @jake-fieldsrp ) , because he made her watch "the romance of the ages" that is Hot Frosty with him, continuously adamant that the title character was quote, "everyone's type." He isn't mostly*into*women*Jasmine's btw Every instance on the box where it says 'hot chocolate,' she's crossed out 'chocolate' and written 'frosty' with sharpie.

THE $20 bill - for JD ( @jcksonfields ), because a holiday doesn't pass where that specific bill isn't passed to at least one of the siblings as a gift.

Monster Lego - for Mateo ( @ximenaserrano ) because everyone likes Lego??? And monsters can be cool??? And it's something that encourages creativity???

[midnightscxre]

@sacrialege

“ I’ve told you I don’t want that prick of yours around my son. Playing house is over, I am the only one that kid will call father. I don’t care what you do, but if I catch him playing with my kid even a damn ‘  hide and seek  ‘, I’ll make sure he is never to be found again. “

[jake-fieldsrp]

@ximenaserrano Christmas Eve Jake dropped off his gifts to Mateo around midnight;

The Casio Keyboard is the same one he learned on from 1996 (works still like new-ish.) but, like most the Fields kids' leftover objects that hold significant sentimental value, informed it was preserved quite nicely in the attic with only minimal dust, nothing that wasn't cleaned right up. Adorned with a green stick on bow and the Batmobile Ornament - note signed Merry Christmas, Jake.

[shcrtnsalty]

tahlia arched a brow, tapping a finger against her temple. "dangerous place to store inspiration, writer boy. especially when your brain's already cluttered with ways to drive me insane." she lingered near his chair now, arms still crossed but her stance softer, more amused than annoyed. "and for the record, we are not enemies. i'd have burned your notebooks by now if we were." her lips curled into a slow smirk. "we're more like... unwilling allies in a shared lease agreement. with unresolved tension and very conflicting views on kitchen etiquette." she tilted her head, studying him like he was a draft she wasn't sure she wanted to rewrite. "besides, if you really want the book to sell, you'll have to make sure valencia wins. even if it means the man-child learns how to flush."

"Is it a delusion?" One corner of his mouth curled up in an amused smirk as he watched her walk towards him. "Man-child? That's harsh, isn't it? Maybe he's a complicated fellow. Besides, everyone loves a good enemies-to-lovers trope." He lifted an eyebrow. "Valencia," he said, testing the name. "Alright. Valencia it is. Oh, no. I'm not writing this down. I'm saving it all up here for when I need it."

[aconites]

ACONITES FAVORITE SHIPS » MATEO & KAMILE.

❝ this night is sparkling, don't you let it go...❞ @ofginjxints

[theunluckyvandalist]

i wanna kiss him

[skygemspeaks]

Propaganda for why y'all should read Love at Second Sight by FT Lukens when it comes out next week:

Quick, fun, little whodunnit story with a gay romantic subplot!

It's set in a queernorm world!

The main love interest is a werewolf who loses control of his shift when he gets flustered and it's so cute because his ears start getting longer and furry and he's real self conscious about it

Interesting worldbuilding for a world where the paranormal exists and they live out in the open! Humans know they exist and they're fully integrated into society!

Very tropey and a little cringe, but has a lot of heart. The main character is everyone's Specialist Little Guy even though he really doesn't want to be

[adrasian]

The celestial felt a strange admiration for Mateo as he watched the other strike up conversation, at least outwardly seeming totally secure in strolling up to the guards in naught but his swimwear to discuss such things while Adrasia was twisting himself into knots over what the other slaves might be assuming about a few wrinkles in his clothes. Nothing could be done to stop that now, if anyone had even noticed. He still wouldn't let himself watch Mateo and the guard at their discussion too closely -- or was it a negotiation? An argument? There was no sound of raised voices or, when he inevitably still looked their way, stormy expressions on either face. What the thunderbird might say, Adrasia wasn't worried about. It was the unfamiliar guardsman that the celestial felt apprehensive towards.

"All's forgiven, then?" Adrasia's brows raised at Mateo's first statement, standing a little straighter from where he had been feigning some kind of casual stance that wouldn't betray his nerves. His gaze drifted over Mateo's shoulder to the guard the other had been chatting with, quickly proven to be a mistake when the slave nearly made eye contact with the man. When Adrasia darted his back to Mateo's face in alarm, he registered the thunderbird's gentle offer and his proximity all at once. "I..." He hesitated, held Mateo's gaze for a long moment. A bit of space from the fervor of the other's passion had tempered his own ardor somewhat (not to mention the specter of possible immediate consequence that had only just been dispelled), but if Mateo's body language could be trusted, the other would not feel similarly for long. Adrasia could almost feel the heat of the other's lips on his skin again, being looked at like that. He touched his own neck half-consciously at the thought, fingers brushing over where he had felt the brunt of Mateo's teeth.

"How much more time?" Adrasia's voice came out light and businesslike, but he was finding it hard not to think of what they had just done in the face of possibly doing more. Before Mateo even answered, he backed away a few paces and gestured for the other to follow him, back down the first few steps of the hedge-lined path that led deeper into the gardens. The moment he felt they were no longer in imminent danger of leered at, he grasped one of Mateo's hands properly and continued, nearly shy. "I will be honest: if I had my wishes, we'd both be in a shower right now and I could return the favor of washing you off properly," The statement was made with a bit of self-effacing humor, Adrasia shaking his head at himself as he met Mateo's eyes again. A thought occurred to him, quickly adding, "Interpret that as you wish! I merely... I don't think we have that opportunity. We could still take another - somewhere a bit more private. If we're careful. If you're alright with that."

"Yeah, why not? Unless you've got an idea for a great lie." Mateo kind of doubted that. It seemed counter to a celestial's nature to lie but then the thunderbird didn't know a whole lot about them and didn't know Adrasia himself that well. Adrasia also settled on the truth a moment later and Mateo nodded. "Yeah, seems like our best bet. If we're lucky, they'll just brush it off as heat week crap and not make an issue of it." That's more or less what Mateo was hoping for but it depended which guards were out here. Would he have to bribe them somehow to keep Adrasia out of trouble? He would take a punishment if they figured he needed one but there was no sense in Adrasia suffereing when it was really all Mateo's fault. They'd just have to see.

"It seems only fair but obviously I'm not gonna push you if you're not into it." Then again, maybe that wasn't so obvious in a place like this and Adrasia being in the position he was. "I didn't think that, believe me. You obviously helped me out 'cause you're nice and I appreciate that. Have I thanked you yet? Because yeah, thank you. I obviously needed that. I'd be happy to return the favour is all I'm trying to say but if that's not what you want then I'll shut up about it." Mateo might as well make it clear that he wasn't about to take anything Adrasia wasn't willing to give regardless of how low the celestial was in the castle's hierarchy. Then of course he had his little moment but Adrasia was gracious, as ever, and very forgiving. "Together." Mateo agreed, with another smile, as they started walking that way.

"Maybe I should?" It seemed like the best chance they'd have to keep Adrasia out of trouble which was Mateo's main goal right now. He was at least on equal footing with the guards since they were all staff. Adrasia didn't have that luxury. "Villainous?" Mateo laughed a little. "I mean, I guess I know what you're saying, takes two to tango and all. But I was the driving force behind it all so I'd say it's mostly my fault." Their eyes met again as they drew closer to the guards and the other Undercroft residents and Mateo shook his head. "Don't feel like you have to." Then it was pretty much time to face the music and Mateo strolled over to the guard that noticed them and explained the situation. Thankfully, it was one of the more relaxed guards who didn't seem to mind looking the other way during heat week. He implied that he often did the same with the slaves during this week which made Mateo a little uncomfortable but he didn't bother pointing it out. They were still due to be outside for another half hour or so and the guard was more or less willing to give them carte blanche to do whatever as long as Adrasia was back and ready to head down to the Undercroft when they were going back inside. Mateo thanked him and turned back to Adrasia, smiling a little wider and walking a little further away from the guard so they could talk again. "Well, that went better than expected. Totally your choice though. If you want to stay here, go ahead. If you wanna spend a little more time with me, that's good too." His gaze was a little hungry again but he kept it on Adrasia's face with some effort, though he'd drifted a little closer again. Mateo managed to keep his hands to himself for now, though, even if he was kind of invading Adrasia's personal space.

[groovy-dxior]

class doodles :P haven’t drawn these guys in a while

[alarakcplan]

If you could have a ONS with anyone, no consequences, just for pure fun, who are your top three? 😉

Enzo, because, well... JUST BECAUSE OKAY. Mateo, because we're both up at all hours of the night together anyways, might as well make it enjoyable, right? And Elena, because if there's no consequences, it couldn't mess up our dynamic any more than it already is and there's just truly something about biker babes that does it for me. Honorable mention goes to Cem for research purposes, y'know? @enzoadeluca @mateosal @elenaduarte @cemcerkez

[wcrstbehavior]

continued from here ( @calliopewrites )

Selena stared down at the dessert Mateo just slid in front of her; some decadent chocolate thing she wouldn't normally order, but tonight? It felt earned. She arched a perfectly-shaped brow, eyes glancing up to meet his. "Well, thank God someone around here appreciates my taste." She dragged her spoon through the dessert, then glanced over at her date, still mid-monologue about the 'passive income potential of domain flipping.' Whatever the fuck that was. Without missing a beat, she looked back at Mateo. "Honestly, I should start tipping you for emotional support instead of service. Though the drinks do help soften the existential dread." Selena's voice lowered, matching his conspiratorial tone. "Same time next week? I'll bring the tragic love life, you bring the decent bourbon and slightly judgmental eye contact." She took a bite, savoring the rich chocolate and the rare glimmer of genuine amusement warming in her chest. The only thing more predictable than her bad dates was how much she'd started to hope Mateo would be assigned to her table. And he always was.

[aconites]

𝘼 𝙋𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝙃𝙐𝙈 𝙀𝙎𝘾𝘼𝙋𝙀𝙎 her as the male peppers kisses onto her face, making her tilt her head to the side so he has better access to trail his lips down her neck. her heart was racing, hands grasping onto his shoulders as her eyes closed in pleasure. how many times did she dream of this? ever since they met, her thoughts and even her sleep had been so often frequented by mateo and that's exactly why she confessed her feelings for him tonight. she wasn't able to go another day without telling him how she felt. how much she liked him. ❝ wanted you the first day we met. the first time we sang together in the studio.❞ she admits, eyes opening again to meet his gaze as she tries not to fidget on his lap too much. she wants him so much closer, wants to grind her hips down and for her clothed core to rub perfectly against the denim of his jeans but realizes that they were limited in movement in the front seat of his car. ❝ i don't want to stop either… think we'd have more room in the back? ❞ she nods towards the seats in question, a small giggle passing her lips as she catches his mouth in another kiss.

Mateo feels vindicated in that moment, pouring himself into the kiss as he captured her lips with his. It's a release of tension after weeks of whatever flirtations he had thrown her way and quiet guessing of what her little comments could have meant back. He heard a click and Kamile clambers on top of him, one hand reaching for the ends of her hair, the other on the small of her back as she pulled away. "You're fucking brilliant." He managed to breathe out, his smile reaching the corners of his eyes in soft, characterful creases. He returned the kiss, mirroring at the corner of her own lips, peppering kisses onto her cheeks, her lips again and then down her jaw. "More than okay. I didn't want to overstep before but...now we're on the same page, I don't want you to stop for anything." He managed to murmur as he kissed down to her neck.

[silverstckes]

who: @wildwickedwoes / raleigh

where: the woods

Mateo had followed the boys scent to the edge of a clearing in the forest, footsteps light and silent as he trapsed through the undergrowth. The sun hadn't quite risen, hanging low in the early morning sky and casting a warm, golden light across the glade. Mateo hadn't wanted to introduce himself like this, his entire plan had began unravelling the second his teeth had sunk into Raleigh's arm—the little wolf and his hunter girlfriend were proving to be a bigger nuisance than he originally thought.

Biting him had been a mistake, saving his life might very well cost him his own.

"You might need this," Mateo says, brown eyes roaming over Raleigh's muscular build curiously before averting his gaze to give him a moment of privacy, dropping the duffle bag full of clothes and nudging it towards him with his foot.

[snnydcysa]

@pattaerns (mateo munroe) liked for a starter

“i  know,  i  know.  i've  been  over  working  myself.  i  can't  help  it.  i  have  to  be  good  enough  to  stay  here.”