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rating: explicitarchive warnings: author chose not to use archive warningscategories: f/m, m/mfandom: the rank (tv)relationships: matteo/beatriz, rhett/sayre, elliot/kieranadditional tags: five times one time, canon compliant, whipped cream plays a little role, first time, alcohol use, fun side characters lollanguage: englishwords: 44,739 chapters: 1/13 collections: 83 comments: 176 kudos: 1885 bookmarks: 429 hits: 27931 

                    five times matteo and bea almost hooked up (and one time they did)

summary:bea and matteo keep trying to hook up, but their cast mates are always around. and then matteo’s rank challenge for the week arrives…. 

notes:so i’m obsessed with the rank right now and ?? is anyone else seeing this shit ???? bea and matteo are so, so not subtle, it’s insane. i don’t know why everyone thinks elliot and bea are bea’s best pairing when, uh, 1. they’re a brotp and 2. bea and matteo exist. also contains references to rhett and sayre as being in a relationship, so bayre shippers can go, thanks !! elliot and kieran make an appearance too.

(see the end of the work for more notes.) 

                                                               chapter one

they were friends, matteo knew, but there was something about bea’s smile that made his heart do little somersaults in his chest, and when he was stealing kisses from her when the cameras were gone and their tongues were battling for dominance, there was nowhere else he’d rather be.

[senaseung-blog]

ツ # %

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

sena: i must have done something amazing in my past life to get the kind of karma i did todaysena: starbucks finally spelled my name rightsena: check your snapchat !!!!!

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

sena: i remembered that dumb joke you told me last nightsena: and i just snorted during a meeting with a clientsena: how could you do this to me ???

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

sena: don’t be coy you know who i’m talking aboutsena: her name rhymes with sharesena: it’s a sign

[valcntincs]

❛ well, you’re not allowed to leave me, ever. ❜

    his grin is smug. jade green hues bright with amusement as he looped his large hand around nina’s tiny waist. fingertips are powerful and press into the sliver of her warm flesh that peeked out between the pajama shorts and top that she wore. that morning as usual she’d woke him up at what he would consider an ungodly hour, but what a normal person would consider to be a perfect fine time to wake up. milo didn’t work until the evening and nina had the morning off which seemed to be a first in quite a long while. “you’re a little needy and clingy this morning.” the man rasped with a chuckle in his tone, rolling himself over the girls much smaller frame. nina wanted attention and petting and who the hell was he to deny? her voice was soft and her hands were slow as they reached out to touch him, fingertips feeling like heat despite the innocent brush of them against his scarred shoulder. “let me get a smoke, love.” he’d been awake for a good little while and hadn’t lit one up yet and could feel the need. her hand curled around his bicep in an attempt to keep him still and he stop his movements when hearing, “well, you’re not allowed to leave me, ever,”  her words were innocent with a little pout on her lips catch his attention and he’s pressing his lips together into a line. “never?” milo cocks a brow, ducking to steal a kiss while guiding his knee between her legs to encourage her to make room for his much larger body. “hm, how about we don’t leave the bed?” the young brit suggests, one hand pressing to the side of her head to support his frame while his other hand grazed over the skin of her stomach.

[baebrams-blog]

2, 10, 14

10: Most problematic thing your muse has ever done?

‘ easily when i was internin’ for the first time and accidentally helped them out this girl and it’s a long, complicated story but...yeah. not proud of it. wish i could take it back, but here we are. ’

14: What is your muse's deadly sin?

‘ honestly? it’s probably a tie between pride and greed. more greed, though, i think. i’m just really ambitious, okay? i wanna do all the things! i just so happen to also have an irrational desire to be wildly successful at them as well. ’

[horizoninsiders-blog]

milo, nina, blake, jordyn, and juliette as television characters

any tv character? i’ll use grey’s anatomy since that was the last show i watched. 

milo - alex karev @shxttercd

nina - callie torres or addison montgomery @cabrcra

blake - maybe….amelia sheperd. or drunk meredith grey. @hewctts

jordyn - cristina freaking yang. or callie torres @justjvrdyn

juliette - izzie stevens, arizona robbins or april kepner… or lexie grey. literally all of the sweethearts on that show remind me of juliette. @julswin

[toofcded]

top 5 hottest people on the ship in your opinion

“damn. in no particular order, there’s holly, peyton, nina, finn & delilah.”

@hollynotlightly / @pvytcn / @cabrcra / @finnomfg / @lilahgoode

[sayrcs-blog]

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caBROra 🌚🍕❗️

RINGTONE: all night - icona pop

LAST TEXT(S)

sayre: tell me you’re homeeee

sayre: no one else is and i’m afraid of being alone

sayre: i won’t make fun of you by bringing up traumatic childhood memories this time

[valcntincs]

❛ don’t say that, you don’t mean it. ❜ // they could've gotten into an argument ?? idk

    the shirt he wore felt a few sizes to small, the muscles in his back and shoulders taut with frustration and rage. his back was to her, spin curved with his head angled down so that if his eyes had been open he’d been staring right down at his feet. lashes rest upon his heated cheeks though while inhaling deeply through his nose in any attempt to calm himself down. what was they arguing over? honestly he didn’t even remember, but with the ringing in his ears, the tear stained woman that stood behind him and the way his nails bit into his skin it was no secret that it was a banger of an argument. “no.” his head lifted eyes staring forward instead of turning to look at his girlfriend. “i didn’t.” of course he didn’t mean it. her stepping into the shop those months ago was definitely meant to happen and one of the best things that could have happened to him. fuck he had been lost and then there she was and he could breathe. so when he’d said that he had wished she hadn’t have showed up that day it was all in the fit of rage and he would admit that. milo still wasn’t ready to fully allow himself to relax though and he couldn’t just turn around and pretend like he was okay. “you should try to rest.” the time exactly he wasn’t sure of, but he knew it was well past the time that she was usually up. the man took a few steps forward abandoning his position for the first time in quite a few long moments. his hand clasped around the handle to the refrigerator and he’s popping off the cap to a beer, chugging down half the bottle before he pulls it away from his mouth. 

[valcntincs]

It still seemed surreal. Months had passed since they found out about Nina's pregnancy and time now seemed to go on and on. She was in her second trimester now. There was no hiding the bump that she had seemed to grow over night and it physically hurt him when he thought of just how much bigger she would get. Honestly, he couldn't wait. She radiated in her pregnancy. Her skin seemed to glisten and she carried herself with such poise. A large palm slide over her naked belly, his free hand pressing up her top when the fabric tried to hide where his child grew. "They're sleeping." His words come out nearly like a whisper, as though not wanting to disturb the unborn child. Was the baby sleeping? Who knows. But they were kicking like he wanted. Lips press tightly in a line and he pulls his touch away. "When is your next appointment? Its twice a month now, yeah?" Missing an appointment was something he tried not to do. @cabrcra

[senaseung-blog]

all sweet cheeked and honey steeped

sena x matteo / @cabrcras

[beaxmartin-blog]

*  ☆*ﾟ— MATTEO / @cabrcras

they ( the nondescript ‘ they ’ used most often to refer to society ) said that it was possible to have too much of a good thing ( here, isolation ) and that people withered when they were deprived of socialisation ( did they ? ) and tv ratings went up for sex and fights, love and fear, but bea had conducted an experiment of her own, coming to the conclusion that she had quite a lot of a good thing, and she was not withering, and she didn’t know what the rank’s ratings were yet. just that she had half a point added to her total, and carnage she should have had the gall to pick up. there were several people she needed to speak to. maybe to apologise to. in truth, there was only one she wanted to speak to, and certainly not to apologise to. 

bea set her trap carefully, tugging on her oversized ‘ do you know where your dog is ? ’ sweatshirt with a chupacabra on it, an old present, carefully, her door swinging open carefully, walking to the kitchen and pouring her cereal carefully. if she was quiet enough, she would pass by unnoticed until the right person was stuck in her honey. but — there he was. bea leaned against the counter, holding her bowl like a shield. “ already used your angry bear weak-excuse-for-a-joke, cabrera, ” she said, “ got any other metaphors for me and my golden grahams ? ones that are actually funny, maybe ? ” she let her shoulders fall, forcing a laugh. “ you can still see my only tattoo if you want, you know. ”

[baebrams-blog]

matteo // @cabrcras

reese abrams did not get bored. she grew up in the middle of nowhere montana and had still never been bored. somehow, though, she was bored. deadlines met and research started, reese had finished unpacking and setting up her room and finally found herself stretched out across her bed - her head hanging off the edge while patsy cline drifted from her record player. determined to quell her boredom, reese pushed off her bed and made her way to matteo’s room, sliding in, a la risky business. ‘ hey pal! ’ reese grinned, hooking her thumbs in the belt loops of her jeans. ‘ are you busy? i’m goin’ outta my mind with boredom and was thinkin’ we should go explorin’ - maybe be tourists for a day or somethin’. whatcha think? ya up for it? ’

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