#he’s so babygirl coded with those eyes

[felixcattonsbathwater]

No longer a danger to herself or others... but it's only because she.. I killed them. I killed them all. They're dead, every single one of them. And not just the men, but the women and the children, too. They're like animals, and I slaughtered them like animals. I HATE THEM.

Spoiled dogs, sleeping belly up. No natural predators. Well, almost none...

SALTBURN (2023)

DIR. EMERALD FENNEL

[vernoniekiss]

kim mingyu headcannons

↬ offer to do all the house chores, like washing the dishes, doing the laundry etc. he’s literally a house husband.

↬ another pouty baby. really likes the cling onto you with those huge muscles so you’ll have no choice to but stay with him.

↬ loves to go on dinner dates with you whenever your both free from a busy schedule. likes to have it at-least once a week. he’s sooooo romantic. even if you don’t have time for a long nice dinner date, he’ll take you on a walk to the park. anywhere as long as he spends time alone time with you away from work and any work calls.

↬ he’s literally so babygirl coded. would get all flustered and shy when you compliment him. hiding behind your shoulder or hiding his face in your neck with his arms wrapped around you. doesn’t mind you teasing him either.. he’ll get all pouty and shy.

↬ he’s such a cheesy man.. would come up with the cheesiest pick up line ever. no matter what your doing. cooking. brushing your teeth. “i think someone must have stolen the stars and put them in your eyes” (o_0) CHEESY NICKNAMES !!

↬ i see mingyu as a person who really likes to have skin contact with their partner every way possible. linking pinkies. holding hands. arms around your shoulder or waist. has to be touching you in any way.

↬ would be your personal driver. like wdym he’s busy rn ??? he’s totally free and can definitely take you wherever and whenever. it’s 3am and your hungry ? “go get dressed more warmly and let’s go. i’ll pay so don’t worry. pfft what ???. no i’m not tired. come on, let’s go now”

↬ literally your personal heated blanket… once he lays on top of you. he’s never getting off. he’s just always so warm. if you always have cold hands he’ll keep his hands on yours or stuff your hand in his pockets.

↬ also your personal chef. learns to cook your favourite food. makes the best ramen (according to wonwoo). if your hungry at 4am, he’ll make you a meal. if you skipped lunch ? you’d bet he’s gonna cook a meal that can feed a whole family.

↬ i feel like he’s big on pda. really likes to show you off (≧▽≦). in public or on social media. gotta let everyone knows he’s taken by a goddess..

↬ best comforter when your sad. why?? because that chest of his is comfy and ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[bitterbutblue]

feixiao on top!

i'm guilty of falling for you twice ☆ feixiao x reader

~ feixiao is so cool shes so cool but shes also so babygirl coded u need to hear me out guys u need to SEE my vision like shes so babygirl coded please hjgsfjkhdlkjlka anyways domestic fluff with feixiao because we should love her more instead of thirsting over her

song: fallin' twice - chevy (robin's singing voice!!)~

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"Jiaoqiu, can you stop that!"

"I'm trying to cook!"

"You're being irritating-"

Feixiao lets out a loud groan as the sounds of bickering fill the room once more. Being around you and Jiaoqiu always feels like a babysitting job with how often the two of you argue over the smallest things, whether it be his food being too spicy or your need to add coriander to everything.

"Guys, please."

Her voice cuts through the bickering like a knife, and you immediately shut up. You look away, pouting like a child with your arms crossed as Jiaoqiu raises an eyebrow, glancing between you and Feixiao.

"How'd you get her to shut up?" Jiaoqiu looks at Feixiao, who just hums as she flips to the next page in her book with minimal regards to your pouty state. You shoot a glare at him.

"Do you want me to keep going?"

"Both of you, calm down." Feixiao rolls her eyes "Jiaoqiu, can you excuse us for a bit?"

"Wha-"

The look she shoots his way has him closing his mouth and leaving the room with a disgruntled huff. The second the door closes, Feixiao gets up to walk towards you, wrapping her arms around you from behind.

"Darling-"

"He was being a bitch!"

"Language." She chides, lightly flicking the back of your head with her finger. You wince, but ultimately melt into her embrace as she rests her head atop yours.

"You mustn't keep picking fights with him, he saved my life."

"He's a cocky little bitch." You whine, and she just laughs. Her laugh sounds genuine, not those she puts on for appearance in front of the other generals, or in front of Jiaoqiu or Moze. Her laugh around you is light, and for a moment all you can focus on is the feeling of her heart beating through her chest, echoing onto you as her hand interlaces itself with yours.

"He may be sometimes, but you should still try to see him the way I do."

You turn around to face your girlfriend, sighing.

"I don't actually hate him, Feixiao."

"I know. But for my sake, stop arguing with him all the time?"

You don't notice the way her breath hitches in her throat when you smile up at her, you don't notice the way her heart jumps and flips when you reach up to cup her cheek. You don't see how her eyes soften when you tilt your head to the side with a small smile.

You don't notice how she falls for you all over again over something as simple as a smile.

"Anything for you baby."

She just blinks, face turning a light pink and you grin.

"Flustered?"

"No." She responds quickly, clearing her throat as she looks away. You grin up at her, pulling her so that she's now standing in front of you.

"You're so pretty when you blush." You whisper, and her ears fold down from embarrassment which has your heart absolutely soaring. Who else gets to see the tough general like this?

"You- uh.." Her eyes dart around the room anxiously, worried that someone may walk in.

"Stop worrying."

She yelps when you tug her down,. She stumbles over her feet, catching herself on the armrests of your chair so that she has you caged in between her arms. She turns redder at your close proximity and you laugh because how is she still so flustered around you when you've been dating for almost two years now?

"You're adorable."

She wants to swoon, the great general of the Yaoqing reduced to a giggly mess over her girlfriend. It took her a while to finally be able to put her guard down around you, but being able to do that was the best decision of her life. You love her, unconditionally.

She loves you, unconditionally.

"You're... you're also cute." She mumbles out, and you smile up at her before moving to quickly give her a peck on the lips.

"I know."

She finally lets out another laugh, the softest smile on her face.

"Get over yourself..." She mumbles, before kissing you again. You smile into the kiss, hand cupping her cheek before she pulls away.

"Jiaoqiu will return any moment now. Do I look alright?"

Her face is red, ears flapped downwards and she looks like a giggly schoolgirl after seeing her crush.

She looks perfect to you.

"He will definitely suspect something."

"Fuck."

Se doesn't get any time to even recompose herself because Jiaoqiu storms in, finger pointed up at you two as if accusing you of a crime.

"I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT- GAY PEOPLE! GAYS! MOZE, YOU OWE ME!! THEY'RE GAY AND KISSING!"

"JIAOQIU, GET OUT!"

[iceiceicecold]

What Your Favorite Band of Brothers character says about you (revamped and based on personal experiences)

Winters- You’re either a pretty level headed person or your life is in complete shambles and you find comfort in characters that know how to handle stress.

Nixon- You love a good self destructive character and more than likely see yourself in them. Also, how is your undiagnosed mental illness treating u lately?

Lipton- You just want to be held and cared for so bad it’s not even funny anymore.

Speirs- You most DEFINITELY read wattpad stories as a kid. The mafia kind. You’re also unnecessarily horny on the internet and probably say he’s “Lana-coded.”

Roe- You love a good tragic and tortured character, I’ll give you that. You also listen to boygenius and love religious imagery.

Babe- I’m gonna take a wild guess and say you’re on some type of lgbt or autism spectrum.

Liebgott- You have a really weird self-confidence complex and read a LOT of enemies to lovers. I’m lowkey scared of you even though you’ve probably never hit anyone in your life.

Webster- You’re an artist at heart and view the world in a way that might set you apart from your peers. You can never and will never tell if that’s a good or a bad thing. Also you call grown men “babygirl.”

Guarnere- You have TERRIBLE taste in men and can never tell the difference between being mean or flirting.

Toye- Ditto ^ but also may I add you probably have a thing for people in uniform.

Buck- You are a very simple person. You like everything to just be kind of normal and calm all of the time. Sometimes you dip your toes in the water, but it’s more of a once a year kind of thing. Your favorite superhero as a kid was Captain America.

Luz- You are just cool. Very Ferris Beuller, Bill and Ted, Matthew Lillard kind of cool. You’re also probably transmasc or into guys to some degree.

Shifty- You’re either one of those “omg smol bean” people or you just love a good ray of sunshine kind of character. Your favorite pony as a kid was probably Fluttershy.

Malarkey- I’m so deeply upset just looking into your eyes dawg you need to take a nap and book a therapy session. Not a single one of you guys is completely and totally stable.

Renee- You so desperately wanted this show to pass the bechdel test and wished more women were included in the production. You’re also into women.

Perconte- You’re either really cool or you’re really annoying. No inbetween.

Bull- You really liked the SNL “Big Boy” skit with SZA

Muck- You want to be the funny friend so bad and you’re still not sure if you’ve earned that title yet. Mad respect though bc I know ur ass has seen supernatural in full. More than once.

Welsh, Penkala, Spina, Talbert, Grant, Martin, Penkala, Hoobler, Skinny- Either you’re lying to be different or you genuinely love a good underrated background character.

Blithe- Mm you’re lying lol

Sobel- Hey, girl! What the fuck!

[thy-valhallen]

Batfam by How Likely They Are to Break the No-Killing Rule

Jason Todd. obviously, this is his bit, the man is okay with murder so long as he perceives due cause, pew pew babygirl, rubber bullets still can kill you but now, Bruce can't yell at him if they die later

Barbara Gordon. you cannot tell me this woman isn't bloodthirsty. she follows the rules because she plays nice and respects the justice system (mostly), but i fully believe she can and will fly a drone with a mounted gun and snipe someone from six blocks away one day if the other Bats are busy, and she might not feel inclined to call an ambulance

Stephanie Brown. a Narrows girl, she knows how shit can happen, and if someone's after one of the Batfam, you better believe she's got a knife at the ready. Steph follows the rule well! for now. but look, if she's in mortal peril, she's not about to put her attacker's life above her own

Tim Drake. Tim is the true neutral here to me-- he follows the Code because of the effect it would have on Bruce and the rest of the family. he fully understands this and avoids it. ... there are no less than six different timelines in which he has pretty freely murdered people, and the jokes about him being the Most Likely to be a Supervillain jokes are based in something, guys. i feel like it would be more of a problem if he weren't so exhausted and busy 24/7-- so let's keep him very busy so he doesn't catch a charge

Damian al Ghul-Wayne. he's had a lot of growth from his days of being a child assassin and puts a lot of value on following their Code now-- but look me dead in the eyes and say he wouldn't kill for most of his family in a heartbeat. lie to me.

Dick Grayson. he and Damian are tied for me in how it's fairly situational and both would suffer tremendous emotional backlash for the action-- but Dick has a lot of rage and a lot of people who have hurt him and his loved ones. there's a tipping point, and he's reached it before. he blames himself for so much, if he ever got caught up in his own wrath and actually game-ended someone, I think the man would never wear a mask again

Duke Thomas. Duke may be under-credited for his absolutely feral behavior, but murder is definitively not on that list. he is so down to throw down, but Duke has never (to my knowledge) had a close call with murdering someone like many of the others in this family. putting this mostly on his powers giving him a leg-up there, but powers or not, no body count and never expect that to change for him

Bruce Wayne. the epitome of the No-Killing Code except for all those times he's nearly killed someone in intensely stressful situations. is strict about it because he knows how easy a line it is to cross and how it would devastate him emotionally and holds that standard. no killing is probably a kitschy poster in the Batcave at this point, Jason got it lovingly printed on a metal sign next to the Batcomputer

Cassandra Cain. has killed and will never kill again-- Bruce has close calls and has to be stopped, Cass has close calls and reins herself in. the blood on her hands is red enough without more-- she's an obsidian blade, sharp enough to cut molecules but so very fragile. one bad move would break her, and being the strongest in the family, it would be so very easy to make that move and it would be easy to live in fear of herself. but she doesn't-- there's shit to do and crime to be carefully nerve-pinched, after all

Bonus:

Alfred Pennyworth. i couldn't rank him with the others, do you know how this would look if I started the list with Alfred??? this is an ex-MI6 agent. this is a man who responds to home invasions of any threat level from "Burglar" to "Darkseid" with a sawed-off shotgun and fresh pair of gloves in his pocket for after he's disposed of the body. he's killed and will kill again, just step within range, kind sir, and you'll find out

[luvv4j4ybe11]

Hear me out

Reader who came from earth to pandora because she had a hard life there (fighting in the army from a young age etc) and she always looks tough but one day she bursts into tears in front of neteyam since he's the only one she trusts

She doesn't know what it feels like to be loved or cared for, her parents abandoned her or died when she was little but neteyam is there to hold her :),

YES YES OML I love this idea sm, madi pookie! Hearing you out all the way😝

Warnings: angst with fluff, cursing, angst without plot(kinda?) and I think that’s it. lmk if I missed anything, and enjoy, my love<3

This idea is so “Jonny” and “Stay ready” coded so we’re gonna listen to this while we read!

You knew today was gonna be a rough day, based on the heavy feeling you felt weighing down on your whole body, but you didn’t know it’d be this bad.

With you, crying in your bestfriends lap with your arms wrapped around him tightly while he whispered soft, reassuring words to you to calm your sobs, but they js made it worse.

How could he still be so caring? Even when you were crying pathetically in front of him?

The more those thoughts swelled in your head, the more tears burned in your eyes, threatening to flow over your tear stained cheeks. Neteyam felt horrible, he knew you were hurting, but he didn’t know it was this bad. All he could do was rub gentle patterns on your back while whispering gentle words into your ear, occasionally kissing your temple and forehead to sooth you.

Once your sobs finally soften, you unwrap you arms from his strong frame, sitting up and wiping your face free of tears. He doesn’t say anything, just looking at you with the most precious smile as he takes in your breathtaking features. Even when you were crying you still managed to be so beautiful.

“I’m sorry, that was-“ you started, but you were quickly cut off by the firm grip on your wrist, “don’t. It’s ok, babygirl, I promise. You never have to apologize to me when it comes to what you need.” He says simply, the words made you smile as tears of happiness flowed from your face, instinctively making neteyam reach over to wipe your face free of the tears.

You let out a small ‘thank you’ before glancing to his lips, then back to his eyes, now suddenly becoming away of how close you two are. And how he didn’t move his hand away from you face, instead he placed it so he was cupping the side of it.

It felt as if everything on pandora was pulling you into his comforting embrace, telling you to just let it happen, to let your guard down. His thumb brushes your bottom lip softly, glancing from your lips to your eyes before looking at you directly, “can I kiss you, yawntu? {beloved}” It was quiet, only ment for your ears to hear. You nod your head “yes” at the question, your whole body internally shaking with excitement as he leans in and presses his lips against yours.

The kiss is slow, yet passionate. You hum softly into the kiss, instinctively pressing your body closer against his to feel more of him against you. He does the same, wrapping his strong arms to pull you closer to him, but still being careful to not hurt you.

Your hands tangle in his hair, tugging slightly when you feel him squeeze the flesh of your waist. It goes on like this for what feels like forever, you never knew that a single kiss could leave you so happy and euphoric, yet here you are.

Reluctantly, you both pull away, both of you panting heavily as you try to catch your breath.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I’ve met you,”

“I’m glad the feeling was mutual then.”

A/N~ WAHH this was such a cute idea! I loved writing this sm<3 madi ilysm btw😝💕

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[bep1erfics]

boysplanet trainees - lalala&okokok trend pt. 1

context 💌

‘lalala’ is the more outgoing, bubbly person while ‘okokok’ is the more laid back and chill one. for example you could even describe them as the talker & the listener!

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over me team ❗️

ricky: okokok 💿

- he’s more quiet & self reserved. LOVES SNACKING ISTG ANYWHERE HE GOES HE CARRIES 193837 snacks in his pockets tysm gyuvin

- when people talk, he listens with open ears

- he’s SO shy skdjdjdb, everytime he makes eye contact he looks the other way AND SHIFTS HIS EYES TOWARDS THE FLOOR 😭 protect this boy at all costs

jeonghyeon: lalala 🎀

- literally is ricky’s other half, GENIUS LEE OOPS omg i love leejeong hes so quirky

- the biggest extrovert ever, cries easily

- radiates the biggest babygirl energy, bffs with all the trainees on boys planet which i think is so cute 😭 i would literally die for jeonghyeon

zhanghao: okokok 💿

- this man is literally the smartest guy ever. he might be cute, but in reality he’s literally so self aware. probs has an iq of 394738

- gives off father vibes. YUJIN & OLLIE are literally his children, if you’re younger than him he’s automatically your dad

- he listens to everyone’s opinions and is the calmest person on the show after ricky 😭

kuanjui: okokok 🎀

- the most extroverted of all extroverts

- CAN LITERALLY BLEND IN WITH ANY FRIENDGROUP, lights everything up with his bubbly and courageous personality

- zhanghao’s bff, they’re like the cutest duo (don’t be mad haobin stan’s i think haobin is cute as well)

jay: okokok 💿

- man’s is an introvert as well

- chill but is SO EASY TO PISS OFF like when ricky missed his highfive on purpose? HE WAS PISSED LMAO

- i feel like he’s a good friend to others though, like he would def comfort you if needed

switch team 🍭

kamden: lalala + okokok 🍰

- HE’S THE AWKWARDEST GUY ON EARTH. you talk to him? he doesn’t listen, he literally spaces out like pou

- you would think he’s introverted but he’s an esfp?! kamden is an EXTROVERT?

- socially awkward and an extrovert… the more you know

keita: lalala 🎀

- CUTEST GUY, he literally also blends in with any friendgroup easily

- you could bicker with him and bc he’s so loud, you would automatically lose in a span of 2 mins. this guy would beat you up with his chatter

- HES CUTE POSITIVE LOUD i love keita

taerae: okokok 💿

- HES APART OF THE GYARUZ but is like the shyest of all shy people….. AFTER HIS TAEEEERRIAAAA HE LITERALLY SHOVED HIS FACE ON HIS BED I CANT DO THIS

- not with those two toned pants. it screams INTROVERTED

- he’s a grandpa. THE GUITAR???????? THE CLOTHES???????????????? he’s so grandpa coded

phanbin: lalala 🎀

- istg he’s such an outgoing person, so funny and talented I LOVE YOU PHANBIN

- YOU PUT HIM WITH JUNHYEON????? a mistake. YOU PUT HIM WITH WOONGGI????? a fight will break out. YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE? he dances like a literal legend

- gaslight gatekeep girl boss vote for phanbin

jongwoo: no comment i’m so sorry i’m not gonna do him… he needs to leave g group alone. the xenophobia IS NOT IT. 😒 sorry

shuaibo: NEITHER????? LALALA??!?!?

- you can tell he’s a really self reserved person, BUT THIS MIGHT BE BC OF THE LANGUAGE BARRIER IDK BUT HE LOVES HIS CAT AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS. 🐈

- ITS SO HARD BC mnet didn’t give him enough screentime but he’s a lovely person 😭 evil edits did him DIRTYYYYY, he’s so cute and bubbly but fr he wanted to go home ASAP during episode 11 he was literally sleeping 😅

- #zhangshuaibowewillmissyou

supercharger team 🐥

ollie: lalala 🎀

- cutest person ever (poor guy got e worded)

- loves to tease ricky, always screaming lovelicky (😭)

- he’s a bit introverted, but with the yuehuaz he’s the most cheerful person, chocolate in a human form 🍫

haruto: lalala 🎀

- LOUD, the mood maker of g group, he’s so funny 😭

- honestly has the best humour ever. HIS INSTAGRAM STORIES ARE SO FUNNY ISTG bro even tells us how often he 💩… tmi alert

- haruto is so goofy 😭 but yeah he gets emotional easily, poor guy

woonggi: lalala 🎀

- ANOTHER GOOFBALL. sassiest queen ever like we could be besties

- woonggi, seowon & taerae are literally so sassy i love it

- also can be friends with ANYONE he meets. YOU WALK INTO A ROOM WITH CHA WOONGGI? you walk out of that door twerking, screaming WOONGGI BOYYYY

(ollie was a victim of this.)

seowon: okokok 💿

- seowon is literally the calmer version of woonggi

- looks at everyone so endearingly it makes me sob how he got eliminated

- GYARUZ ON TOP

zihao: okokok 💿

- haruto’s husband, HE WAS THERE FOR HIM WHEN HE WAS FRUSTRATED DURING SUPERCHARGER 😭

- UMMM I HONESTLY DONT KNOW like zihao is all giggles if mnet gave him screentime we could’ve seen his more serious side

- on a side note, zihao seems like the sweetest person ever on boys planet 😭 farewell i’m so mad he got eliminated

takuto: lalala 🎀

- THIS GUY DOES NOT STOP TOYANAGA TAKUTO-ING

- oml he’s so clueless… LIKE YK WHEN HE LIFTED UP HIS SHIRT AND RICKY + SEONGMIN HAD TO HOLD HIM BACK FROM REVEALING HIS nonexistent abs

- he was such a bright person… BUT FR FAREWELL TO SUPERCHARGER TEAM YOU WILL BE MISSED

[respectthepetty]

GMMTV 2024 Part 1 - Hot Tops

I did this last year, so I guess I'll do it this year too even though I'm salty like the Great Lakes in Utah about not getting JoongDunk, release dates for the remaining 2023 shows, nor Midnight Museum 2. Even though I have questions like if High School Fremeny is gonna be queer and why GMMTV is determined to make Earth seem old (Ossan's Love, really?!), there was a lot that I liked about this lineup like . . .

#1 - ON SALE Peaceful Property

I don't know if this show is a BL or not or what its name is, but I don't care. I'm gonna watch the hell out of it regardless. After enjoying New in The Warp Effect act wild, then Tay in Midnight Museum (thug tears!) be unhinged, I'm excited to see them play to those strengths in the Thai edition of one of my favorite shows, Los Espookys, because we have the rich kid who needs the help of the poor ghost hunters. It looks like a funny (and heartwarming) take on los espookys, so I'll be scared, but it has color coding which makes it a HOT TOP for me. - For the Heart

#2 - Wandee Goodday

Great was queer in Manner of Death. It was canon to me, so I followed him to Catch Me Baby where he clearly wasn't queer, but NetJames as the support were, so it was a win. So I'll be damn sure to follow this fine man on this wild adventure with Inn where he is playing an actual queer. Like he knows "he is queer and is already having casual sex with a guy" queer. It also features THOR, DRAKE and POND, while being directed by GOLF with the possibility of color coding, so who am I to argue with perfection. - For the Kinks

#3 - My Golden Blood

I don't like vampires, but I love camp, and nothing gets campier than this pilot trailer even if was unintentional. I laughed so many times during it that I'm going to treat this as a comedy whether it is or not. It had Neo and Mond while also saving some space for potential "older" vampires to show up (Papang anyone?). Fluke Gawin continues to take one for the team, yet stays winning, so thank this babygirl for his service, while Joss serves body. Amen. - For the Laughs

#4 - The Trainee

Everyone looks miserable in corporate America Thailand, which is realistic because it is soul-sucking and never-ending, but OffGun are getting to play adults AGAIN, and like I wrote last year - They are Kelly Clarkson. Even at their worst, they are better than every one else, performance-wise, and they have View, Piploy, and Sea with his beautiful side profile as supports. Because it is an office BL, I'm already rooting for it, and it features Gun crying which is only rivaled by Khaotung tearing up, meaning it's marvelous. - For the Adults

#5 - Kidnap

Both Ohms are in it with Title and a newbie, but I'm only showing up 42% for them and 58% for PAPANG! That's it! That's the reason. - For the PAPANG!

Honorable Mention - Pluto

It's really shitty of me to put a picture of the bully, played by THOR (again!), as the image for this when it is a GL, but the entire reason it isn't even ranked is because . . .

WHAT WAS IT ABOUT?!

There are twins? One gets in a car accident with her husband right after the wedding or on the way to the wedding? The other twins takes her place to figure out what happened? But falls back in love with her bestie? Or were they already in love? Or did the chick actually love the other twin? Make it make sense, Mary! All I truly understood was Thor & Baseball Bat. Everything else was confetti. - For the ???

Everything Else

As usual, I'm showing up for everything queer, so even if I'm not looking forward to them I'll watch them.

But Ossans' Love . . . really, GMMTV? *eye roll for making me sit through it again in another language*

[yeokii]

# txt as beabadobee songs !!

₊﹒wc! 1.1k

₊﹒warnings! profanity, spelling/grammar errors, teeth rotting fluff, mentions of making out, not proofread

₊﹒note! beabadobee songs are so babygirl

# choi yeonjun ⎯ glue song

if you guys were in a relationship, you would basically be in a relationship w this song

this songs just embodies yeonjun

this man would fall in love pretty quickly if you knew the right ways to make his heart flutter

he would still feel like he came back from his first date w you after you both go on dates.

bros go to line would be "where are you rn?"

like even if you just called him 5 mins ago that you're coming to the dorm he would still text you

or if you just left the dorm

you would literally be stuck to him by the glue (😆😆)

he can't even find the right words to express what he feels for you

theres so much he has to express because I see him as a very expressive person

its the little things he does that show how much he loves you

putting his hand against the top of a cabinet so when you bring your head up it would hit the edge

allowing you to use him as a makeshift chair at anytime

this man will never say no to you

if you want something, he'd simply just nod his head

if you want boba, he'd kiss your forehead and leave the apartment after saying 'I love you'

he's seriously so whipped for you plss

"have I ever told you how pretty you look?"

"jun, you said that five times this morning."

₊﹒other members under the cut !!

# choi soobin ⎯ lovesong

this song is so soobin coded idc

he would learn so much with being in a relationship with you

it would be one of those quiet times you both would spend together

you would be reading a book, resting on his lap

he would be massaging you head, stroking his fingers through your hair

and he would be lost in your eyes fixated on the book you were engrossed in

and he knew he was in love with you

everytime he sees you see would have so many thoughts running around his head and he would just make some weird noise whenever you ask him a question because he has so much to say

"did you listen to this song, bin? I love it sm."

"nngh"

🧍‍♀️

no because you're the partner he wants to grow old with

like he can't name a more beautiful person other than you

bro is so in love its actually concerning

and you would be to

thats how you both were

you both learn so much from each other through conversations, heated arguments, anything

and at the end of the day, you both were molded for each other

thats how yall were

"If we both had children should we call them soobeans?"

"babe..."

# choi beomgyu ⎯ apple cider

plsss this song was dedicated to beomgyu

he would never express his feelings like

its giving friends to lovers with mutual pining, but half of the time its beomgyu acting like he hates you, denying his feelings but actually he's so in love with you.

he just doesn't know it yet

because why does he always hold your hand when you walk together in public?

oh so you wont get lost

ok so why does he call you "honey" in front of other people

so they won't bother you

like... ok bff

the deluder is deluding

"I don't even like you that much. Wait, I do, fuck"

TELL ME THAT AIN'T HIM

plss he'd be so awkward asking you out

"idk maybe if you wanna go out to watch or movie or something idk."

he'd blush so hard when you say yes

and when you both date

it would still be the same expect yall are dating HELPP

the way yall would bicker 80% of the time and then make out the other 20% of the time

its so cute to see him all flustered when you compliment him

"you are soo in love with me, gyu."

"SHUT UP!"

# kang taehyun ⎯ you're here that's the thing

he'd want a simple relationship

he doesn't want to overcomplicate things

hell he'd even just want a no-label relationship

I so believe that this man is a "career>relationship"

sorry terry 😕

he'd want it to be lowkey

but when it's just the two of you, he's so???

no because why does he glitch everytime he sees you??

he feels so safe when you're just simply there

like you srsly got him wrapped around your finger

"tyun, I'm sorry I cant come tomorrow. Plus, what would happen if I'm not there."

"You're not there, that's the thing."

LIKE?????

he falls a bit too hard whenever he sees you

and you're sick of this no-label relationship

you want it to be more than just this

and you know he wants it too

so after months of contemplating

you confronted him

and he couldn't imagine his life without you

so without saying anything

he just kissed you

he loves you too much to let go of you

he's never felt this b4, but he liked it

"I know I don't say it. that much, but..."

"it's okay tyun, I do too."

# kai kamal huening ⎯ art class

he's someone who would have a massive crush on someone (you) and he would think they won't like him back

he would be the first one to realise if you got a new haircut

or if you changed your perfume

he has a great memory when it comes to you.

He'd be so attentive when he listens to you

he would remember the little things like

"there's no way you got me this."

"you said you liked it when we were at the park."

PLSS HE SO CUTE

you'd notice his cute gestures

and you realised he liked you

you made him feel like his heart was an art class

he'd feel so wild yet it be in the calmest moments you both would have

he likes you so much, he doesn't know what to do

he's the type of person to feel so much and he actually doesn't know what to do

so you ask him if he wanted to go out

everything around you both froze, to him

he'd just stand there and nod

plsss

even after its a few months after you both start dating

he'd still be so utterly in love with you

he'd just wanted to be with you, doing nothing

if only you could read his mind.

"you looked so pretty today, not the you didn't look pretty yesterday or any other days! you actually look pretty everyday-"

"kai if you wanna kiss, just say so."

perm taglist!! @flwoie @zuyairus @bubblytaetae @yenqa @haknom

[cloudcountry]

i have a lot of hair clips/pins/accessories and i'm handing them out to the ikevamp suitors while i wait for a mystic messenger chatroom RAHHHHH

i’d give napoleon my dark blue rose bobby pins. i think they suit him but also im thinking they might blend into his hair too much OOPS. maybe the small white rose hair clip too? it matches his hair and i think he’d look pretty C:

mozart gets my light pink bow no question. i think it would look pretty in his hair but idk how it would work with his eyes since they're so BAM. but i should stop overthinking bc this isn't about MATCHING this is just me being cute. but yes i think mozart should put his hair up and put a little bow in there. i will do it for him.

leonardo gets my little hand painted purple & black pins. also i want to put his hair in a stupid ponytail. i think it would be pretty actually. oh btw he would totally fall asleep if i played with his hair im just saying. i feel like that's canon.

if arthur wouldn't make it WEIRD i’d give him my baby blue rose pin and one of my hand painted yellow hair pins. i think they’d look pretty in his hair C: he has shorter hair so unfortunately i can't give him my big floral hair clip BUT. i’d like to think those two pins are enough.

vincent gets my other hand painted yellow hair pin and the blue/yellow one as well. they came in a set of three and they were so van gogh coded i couldn’t resist. i would give him my white bow simply because he deserves everything soft and lovely in his life. also my light pink rose pin. i adore him.

theodorus gets my silly little pink ribbon hair clip simply because i think it would be so goofy on him. he’s intimidating!! he’s a big tough man!! and then there’s a bundle of pink ribbons in his hair awww :((( it’d be so cute cmon!!

ISAAC MY BABYGIRL!!! I BOUGHT AN APPLE HAIR CLIP JUST FOR HIM but as much as i want to give that one to him i wouldn’t dare. i will give it to him in secret so arthur and dazai don't tease him. aside from that, i’d give him my pink chrysanthemum and pink lily hair pins. also i have a really frilly pink hair clip that i don't even know how to describe,,, but he gets that one too because he’s perfect.

jean gets my dark blue hair painted hairclip and my bedazzled flower hair pin because he needs some shine in his life. ALSO i have a little hair bow with a kitty cat pattern and it’s cute. plus it single handed cured my ailments when i found it two years ago so yea. it’s adorable. take it jean.

dazai gets my purple flower hair clips. they’re both roses and i didn't realize i had two so i wore them over and over not realizing they were the same pin until i had them both in my hands and were staring at them like o.o so yea. confusing!! vexing!! just like dazai.

i can finally remember how to spell comte!! HE GETS MY LEMON HAIR CLIP. i think it’d be funny. my only hangup is if i tried to give him something i’m worried he’d be like “omg” and take me shopping and then we’d buy like fifty stores worth or hair accessories.

i have a really classy silvery hair clip i think would really suit sebastian!! based on the routes i’ve played he always seems to care deeply for the mc and i think he’d treasure it. which is nice because it's really pretty :D

shakespeare gets my dusty pink rose pin, and my giant ass purple flower pin. i don't even know what flower it is it's just bigger than the rest of them and that's dramatic as hell!! good for him!! also he gets my red flower pin from my childhood that has a center made of little bead things that are very Texture.

VLAD GETS MY TWO STRAWBERRY HAIR CLIPS. one can be used to hold his hair back and the other one is a little bow with a strawberry charm in the center. he likes strawberries and i don't know much about him anyway. ALSO HE GETS MY RED ROSE HAIR PIN. he’s very red and it suits him!!

i have a gorgeous silver butterfly hair clip that i think would look really nice on faust. i would also give him my grape charm hair bow for hilarity's sake. but really, the butterfly one would look stunning in his hair. actually i can’t get that mental image out of my head now.

charles is so cute. i would give him one of my floofy hair clips that i don't even know how to describe and my cherry hair clip. also my other dusty pink flower hair pin. i feel like he’d cry though :(( like darling ACCEPT MY AFFECTION YOU ARE SO ADORABLE.

[aesteraceae]

Tension

Pairing: Changbin/gn!Reader

Summary: You and Changbin relieve some tension before a schedule.

Tags under the cut!

Tags: Changbin x Reader, sub Changbin, implied poly skz, public teasing, semi-public sex, feminization (terms like "good girl", "babygirl", and "tits" are used to refer to Changbin, but he/him pronouns are still used), master kink, nipple play, oral sex (no parts specified), leg humping, aftercare

Lovely taglist: @sunnyville36 @snow-pegasus @toastyseungmo @sstarryoong @decaffedthoughts @bunnypig18

So that gym skz code huh............ The brainrot is real and true and not going Anywhere

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Toying with Changbin was always just so much fun.

You've been teasing him all day, subtle hands on his thighs, heated gazes, words that seem innocent but promise more.

It's always entertaining watching Changbin fall apart, but watching him fall apart and have to pretend to be normal...

Well. In your opinion, there are few sights that rival it.

"Come on, sweetheart, just let me take care of you."

Changbin shudders at the words, hand shooting out to grab your arm for support. It's subtle, hidden by Hyunjin sitting in front of you, but of course he notices.

He glances back, raising an eyebrow. He must see something in Changbin's eyes, or maybe even yours, because he scoffs and waves a hand.

"The supply room down that hall is empty, you've got like 30 minutes." He turns back to his video with a tiny smirk, and Changbin stands just a bit too quickly to be casual. You place a hand on his shoulder to steady him and walk down the hall, mercifully avoiding the gazes of the members. Changbin could get very touchy with this sort of thing, always sensitive when he got embarrassed, and you knew it would be hard to resist.

You wanted Changbin to yourself right now, and a full group fucking session would be too obvious. The staff do their best to keep things under wraps, it wouldn't be fair to give them more unnecessary work.

The supply closet is blissfully empty, only a few brooms and cleaning supplies on shelves against the far wall, benches lining the sides. It wasn't big, but it would work nicely for what you had planned.

"Come sit on my lap, babygirl."

You pat your thigh and spread your legs a little, smiling at the way his entire face goes red.

He obeys of course, slotting himself on your thighs, cock obviously hard in his pants. Really, you're doing the staff a favor. It would be a hassle to hide this during shooting.

"Good, baby. Take your shirt off for me, I want to see those pretty tits of yours."

Changbin whines softly before doing as he's told, revealing silky soft skin and a red bralette. It was something brought up by the stylists themselves, once Changbin complained too much about his chest hurting when they had to jump during dances.

The group had a field day with it, picking out bralettes and lacy lingerie. He didn't wear most of what they picked up for obvious reasons, but some of them, like this nice red bralette with just the right amount of lace made it through with some persuasion.

It's still wild to you sometimes just how much he fills it out. It's more of a short tank top than a bra really, but it does have cups and he fills them perfectly, especially now since he's been working out so much.

"Ah, look at you. So pretty, so soft and warm..." You press your lips to his collarbone, kissing a line across it and then to his chest. You run your tongue down the middle of his pecs, giggling when he shudders. He's already shaking hard enough to make sitting up difficult, so you hold his hips and slide him forward while you're at it. He yelps at the quick movement, and you cant help but notice how his chest bounces, just slightly.

You know you should hurry, 30 minutes wasn't as long as you wanted it to be, but Changbin looked so good, so pretty-

Later. You'd take him apart later, maybe even get some help from the others. For now, though, Changbin needed to be taken care of, and you're happy to provide.

"Let's get this off, yeah? I want to see your tits bounce properly."

You help him out of it, unable to resist a soft kiss to his cheek once it's off.

"So pretty. Don't you think so, babygirl?"

Changbin starts, surprised at being addressed, and it's so cute watching him remember how to form words.

"Yes. I'm- I'm a pretty girl for you, master."

The words send delicious spikes of heat down your spine, so you reward him with a kiss to his shoulder. "Good girl."

You slide your hands up from his hips to his chest, cupping them gently. He whines at just that tiny touch, hands spasming as he tries to find something to hold on to. "Hold onto my shoulders, babygirl. You'll need some support for this." Changbin's grip is tight, anticipating even before you've done anything.

It's a good thing, because you lean forward and catch one of his nipples in your mouth, and he's choking on a moan within seconds.

It sometimes confused you how sensitive his chest could be, especially when other parts of him usually aren't, but something about having his nipples played with was like flicking a switch in his brain, every trace of a filter leaving him at the slightest touch.

"Such pretty noises, but you've got to quiet down." You whisper, sucking a hickey right above his nipple, bright red and hot when you pull away. He's panting like a dog the next time you look up at him, lips parted perfectly to let his tongue fall out over red stained lips. You can't help but kiss him, sucking his tongue into your mouth and biting at his lips, hands gently kneading at his chest.

"You're such a good girl."

Changbin whimpers, muffling the noise with a kiss to your jaw.

"Master, can I- please, I want to touch you."

He sounds so desperate, so needy, that you can't help but give him what he wants.

"Kneel in front of me, honey."

He obeys immediately of course, so eager to please and make you feel good you could almost call it cute if it wasn't so hot.

You unbutton your pants and guide them down, exposing your skin to the cool air.

"Make me cum, babygirl."

Changbin doesn't waste any time, just dives in with a punishing pace. You have to bite down on your palm to keep quiet, hips working back against his face.

"So good, you taste- fuck, so good..."

He already seems wrecked just from tasting you, but you decide to be mean and raise your leg up to press against his cock, giving him something to grind on.

Changbin scratches red lines into your thighs as he bucks his hips forward against it, shaking too hard to do much for you.

"Master, please, I'll cum, please," He gasps and shoves his face against your thigh, shuddering hard, and you feel something warm seep through the fabric of your pant leg.

You start to pull him away but he resists, pressing forward and attacking you with his tongue and lips again, determined to follow orders.

He works with practiced movements, moaning through his aftershocks against you and even smirking against your skin when you make a particularly loud noise.

He knows he's good, even exhausted and fucked out, and that confidence does certain things to your chest.

You pull at his hair to make him moan against you again, bucking your hips up to get him closer, closer, closer...

It's not long before the heat turns your brain to mush, gasping and cursing, and only then does Changbin sit back on his heels.

He looks fucked out but satisfied, a dumb smile on his face. He could probably fall asleep right there, but you both had things to attend to.

"Come here, let me clean you up before you go on stage."

Changbin whines but doesn't protest, letting you slide his bralette and shirt back over his chest. It's tempting to clean him up with your mouth, but that would be pushing it, even for you.

Instead you use a few paper towels and apologize for the harshness of them, redoing his pants.

"Do I look okay? It would be really awkward if I went out there looking like- well, like I..."

Changbin flushes, staring at the door. You give him a once over - His hair is a bit messy, but nothing a comb couldn't fix. His clothes didn't get too wrinkled while you had your fun, so he doesn't look too different from before.

That is if you ignore his lips, flushed and swollen, held in a worried pout. You quite like it, actually. It's subtle, but anyone who looks hard enough will know exactly what you were up to. Exactly who Changbin belonged to.

"You look fine. Just... Stop making that expression."

He tilts his head, then raises a hand to touch his lips. "Oh. Oh. I... Got it."

He smiles, back to the dorky Changbin you know and love now that your teasing has finally come to a head.

"One last kiss, then we should head out."

Changbin kisses you like it's the last time he'll ever get to, and the best part is that it's not.

[siilvan]

fortuna redux

characters (ocs): mylène "petra" scholten de ridder, freya "mini" mactavish

summary: the medic of the 141 suddenly becomes two.

genre: general, fluff, light angst?, fem!oc

warnings: semi-proofread, cursing, mentions of canon-typical violence, mild descriptions of blood/injuries, mildly superstitious stuff, they're so sister-coded...

word count: 3k

note: “but navi we want bloodsport” i know babygirls, it’s gonna be my next post 😔 i just need to be cringe with my oc first…

also big shoutout to @sofasoap for giving me the much-needed confidence to write this AND for trusting me with her beloved mini 😌 this is going to get zero notes, but idc, i wrote it for fun lol

you let out a soft breath as you sift through documents, analyzing dossiers and combat records until your eyes burn and beg for a break. it's the season of new recruits, which means late nights, early mornings, and headaches for yourself. why did you offer to train them when price asked?

probably because ghost has a track record of sending new faces running for the hills. as the one-four-one's only other commanding officer, you're the only one fit for the job. fantastic.

after a much needed break – that consisted of you laying back in your chair with a damp cloth over your eyes – you grab the next document off the pile on your desk and scan it like you did with every other. you stop short before you even finish reading the name at the top, though.

freya mactavish.

surely, it can't be...

you flip through the pages of the dossier, blinking at the information that only served to confirm your suspicions. scottish, twenty-two years old, combat medic, has an older brother in the special forces...

"no fucking way." you mumble, staring at the picture attached to the file. you recognize her from pictures that soap's shown you over the years – she is, without a doubt, the "mini" he's told you so much about. why haven't you heard about the transfer request until now?

when you come across the combat records, the reason is glaringly clear. she hardly passed on all fronts; if she was any other recruit, this file wouldn't have even made it to your desk. she can't match the rest of the team in the field, you'd all end up slowing down to accommodate her. it's nothing that can't be fixed with dedicated training, but with how precious the task force's time is, you simply don't have the time to bring new recruits up to speed.

with a quiet groan, you push back from your desk and gather up the files on her, heading out the door and padding down the hall towards price's office.

you round the corner and spot him unlocking the door, his back facing you.

"captain!" you call out from down the corridor, catching his attention. price turns to look at you, pausing with the door held open as you approach.

"you're up early, petra." he comments, reminding you to glance at the time. five am— shit, you spent the whole night pouring over those files. "got something for me?" he continues, pulling your focus back to him.

you nod, waving the document folder at him. "i've got some questions about one of these recruits."

his eyes flick between you and the folder, before a low chuckle escapes him. "think i might know who you're talking about." he mutters, motioning for you to follow him into his office.

he shuts the door behind you and clicks the lock shut before circling around his desk and settling in his chair. you sit across from him and lay the files out, starting when he nods for you to speak.

"i'm assuming you've connected the dots between the surnames?" you ask, earning an affirmative hum. "you've known soap longer than i have, so maybe this makes sense to you, but—" you flip through the pages of the dossier and slide it towards him, pointing out the large boxes of redacted information with two companies logos plastered at the top of the page. "—i can understand mi6's involvement with this, but what does the cia want with a low-ranking british soldier?"

price leans back in his chair and drags his eyes from the document to you. "it's a long story." he shrugs, pulling a frustrated huff from you.

"come on, price, don't give me that." you reply, shaking your head. "soap's never mentioned anything like this. is there something i need to be worried about if we recruit her?"

his tongue darts out and wets his lips as he lets out a noise, somewhere between a groan and a sigh. "even i don't have all the information, scholten. all i know is that she's damn good at what she does." he sits up straight and thumbs through the dossier, glancing over it like he's already familiar with the contents. he probably is.

"you've been tripling as this team's commander, medic, and medical intelligence expert since its formation. you've already got ghost and myself to handle most of the leadership, but you need someone to help with the rest." he asserts, unclipping the picture from the rest of the stack and holding it up to face you. "you need the assistance and she's reliable. trust me on this."

you blink at the photo, then at him. "she barely passed any of the physical tests – even her marksmanship scores were average at best. there's other medics with better scores, captain. i know we cherish family on this team, but i'm not willing to send someone unequipped onto the battlefield."

price sets the picture down and sighs, low and heavy in his chest. "did you see what she's called?" he asks.

you furrow your brows at him. "something like... what was it, 'lady fortuna?' what does that have to do with this?"

"lady luck, lieutenant. she doesn't look like much on paper, but whenever she's in the field, people always come back. the only person that serves to suffer when she's working is herself." he smiles as a noise of confusion tumbles from your lips.

"never pegged you as the superstitious type," you start, squeezing your eyes shut and pinching the bridge of your nose. "that isn't reassuring, anyway. i can't risk having a soldier, especially family, die under my watch, even if it means the rest of the team makes it home unscathed."

price places a firm hand on your shoulder, jostling you and forcing you to look at him again. "it's your refusal to let her die that'll keep her alive." he mutters, and the plan in his mind finally clicks with you.

she'll keep you from working yourself to death. you'll keep her from dying in her work.

a mutual safety net.

price, you clever bastard.

"you were never going to let me say 'no,' were you?" you cock your head to the side, slumping back in your chair.

he shrugs, mirroring your position and producing a cigar from one of his pockets. "i always respect your judgement." he lights it and places it between his lips. you move to gather the documents and stand, before he snaps his fingers, remembering something. "a transport just picked her up, by the way. she'll be here in a few hours."

you pause mid-action and glower at him. "guess i should get started on the training schedule, then."

⋆⋆⋆

"corporal freya mactavish, reporting for duty, ma'am."

you eye the younger woman curiously, noticing the way she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, shrinking a bit under your scrutiny.

bright blue eyes, just like her brother. she's a few inches shorter than yourself, about five-four according to her files, and you feel yourself soften a bit at the glimmer in her eyes – a soldier desperately wanting to be acknowledged. again, it reminds you of soap.

"so, you're the new recruit?" you regard her with a gentle smile in an attempt to ease her nerves. when she visibly relaxes from her stiff stance, you turn to price. "i'll take care of her, captain."

price uncrosses his arms and chuckles. "don't be so quick to write her off, petra. who knows, she might end up surprising you." he says, tapping your arm and giving mini an encouraging nod, before walking out of the room and leaving the two of you alone.

you turn back to her and rest your hands on your hips, silently studying her again. you don't miss the puff of her chest under her vest when she inhales deeply and opens her mouth to speak.

"you can call me mini, lieutenant," she utters, the stiffness from earlier returning, her shoulders locking up as she stands more straight. "i know i'm not much of a soldier, but..." she trails off, her gaze flitting from yours to the empty space between you.

your brows furrow as you tilt forward. "but?" you repeat, urging her to continue.

she drags her focus back to your face, but still avoids looking directly into your eyes. "my brother's told me a lot of stories about you, and... i swear, i won't disappoint you."

she's sheepish, hands flexing as she confirms her statement, and you almost let the pity you feel flash across your face. she's so similar, yet so different from her brother. every word is said like she has something to prove; to you or herself, you're not sure.

"we'll have to swap stories sometime," you start, stepping closer to place your hands on her shoulders. "soap's always going on about you, he's very proud." you assure her with a gentle squeeze. mini rolls her eyes at it, but smiles nonetheless.

"i hope he hasn't mentioned any embarrassing childhood stories..." she mutters.

you pull back, recalling the many stories the sergeant's told about his family since joining the squad. "just a few. we can share those later, we've got a busy day ahead of us."

⋆⋆⋆

you had hoped the combat records would be out of date, but to your chagrin, they reflected mini's performance well.

her shots are hitting the target... most of the time, at least. you've had to correct her stance and grip more than once, give her several basic tips— so now, you're standing behind her, eyeing the target over her shoulder, your fingers twitching at your sides as you watch her form slip again. before you can correct it, however, she pauses and shifts, fixing her posture and adjusting her grip on her rifle.

it's been three hours, but she's showing some improvement, you think to yourself, the edges of your lips twitching up.

mini lowers her gun after emptying another clip and lifts the headphones from her ears, turning to you. "what do you think?" she asks, searching your face for approval.

you take off your own headphones and step closer, squinting at the target. most of the bullet holes lie around the edges, near misses, or scattered around the torso of the silhouette. there's a handful of headshots, but for three hours of work, it isn't enough.

"you're getting better," you sigh, facing her once more. her face drops and you rub the side of her arm in a small attempt at comfort. "you just need more practice, is all. that's why i'm here."

she huffs and shakes her head, setting her rifle on the counter. "you're supposed to be leading me in the infirmary and the field, not holding my hand through the basics, lieutenant." she complains in a low grumble, crossing her arms tight over her chest. your eyes narrow as your hand drops back to your side; you know her frustration lies with her performance, not you.

mini trails close behind your right shoulder, listening intently as you rattle off the list of activities for the day. basic marksmanship, physical tests, close-quarters combat... things that the rookies even younger than her are working on.

"you aren't going to be seeing as much action as the boys or myself, but you still need to be capable enough to defend yourself if necessary." you say, stopping in front of the door to the shooting range.

she hums, standing in front of you. "i know i'm not as skilled as the rest of you, but i can hold my own." she replies, furrowing her brow.

"i'm not clearing you for duty until you show some major improvement." you assert. her eyes widen, pupils turning into small saucers, before the crease in her forehead returns.

"lieutenant, you can’t—"

"i can," you state, perhaps a bit too stern, as the rest of her rebuttal immediately dies on her tongue. "price put you under my watch for a reason. i can't in good conscience send you out underprepared." you continue, softening to a low murmur.

mini merely stares at you, the gears turning in her head. after several seconds of this, finally, she relents with a barely-audible exhale.

"let's do this, then."

the sound of an irritated groan brings you back to the moment. you look just in time to see mini lean back against a nearby wall, her head tilting back and knocking lightly against the surface. she shuts her eyes and breathes in deeply, prompting you to go quiet as she steadies herself.

once her eyelids flutter open again, you speak. "let's take a break, yeah?" you give her a tight-lipped smile. "we can worry about the physical and close-combat tests later. we have plenty of time."

mini eyes you for a few seconds, deep blue irises swimming with about a hundred different emotions, cascading across the surface like waves crashing against jagged rocks during a storm. you've never seen so much conflict in soap, even in his worst times – whatever she's feeling clearly goes deeper than irritation over slow progress.

"how about we hang out? get to know each other a bit?" you suggest, brushing past the observation.

she seems to ease up at your words, her fingers interlacing in front of herself as she silently considers a response. a short, yet eager, nod of her head brings a more genuine smile to your lips.

you find yourself comfortably settled in on one of the worn couches in the common room after cleaning up the range, leaning back against the arm of the couch to face mini as you talk to her, mug of steaming tea in-hand.

"johnny's never been pleased with me following in his footsteps," she confesses after taking a healthy sip of her tea, her legs crossed under the blanket you haphazardly slung across your laps.

you hum, lowering your mug to rest atop your knee. "can't blame him. once you're in this field, you stop wanting your family close." you chuckle, before adding, "i wasn't particularly happy when my brother joined the forces, so i get where he's coming from."

mini grumbles into the rim of her cup and sends you a half-hearted glare. "i'm perfectly capable, though." she mutters, earning another curt laugh from you.

"i'm not saying you're not – even though there's still a lot to improve on – but, think about his perspective." you lean forward, motioning with your hands as you continue. "his little sister, who sounds very prone to injury and bad luck, going into such a dangerous line of work? i'm surprised he doesn't have you attached to his keychain."

you both pause, waiting to see who concedes in the argument first, before another thought crosses your mind. "speaking of luck," you start, catching the raised brow she sends your way. "ever since i read your files, i keep hearing about this whole 'lady fortuna' thing. even the captain's pretty convinced you're lucky."

another beat of silence passes as you both sip on your tea. you eye mini curiously as her eyes dart anywhere but your face, avoidant, but not nervous by any means.

"i don't want to sound like i'm bragging, especially in front of you," she trails off, only perking up again once you dismiss her concerns with a wave of your hand. "i guess, uh... i've been told that i've got this knack for bringing soldiers home unscathed, even on dangerous operations that should end with casualties. it's become something of an urban legend." she says, eyes settling on the steam rising from her cup.

"and yet, you are always getting injured. guess the luck comes at a price, huh?" you comment off-handedly.

her mug lightly clacking against the table nearby catches your focus, drawing you back to her as she wrings her hands together.

"when one person's fortune rises, another falls," she utters, looking focused as ever as the words leave her lips. "bearing misfortune is the cost of giving good fortune to those around me."

for a second, you almost think she's joking. harmless superstitions exist everywhere in life, but this is a new for you – not only is mini convinced of it, but even the captain believes it to some extent.

when her eyes drag up to meet your gaze, you feel a pang in your chest.

the zero-sum game. one party's advantage is equal to another's disadvantage. mini's misfortune is equal in value to the good fortune of those around her. what could possibly match the value of saving lives, though?

death isn't the opposite reaction; to lose the fortune entirely is a worse fate. suffering is a fate worse than death for the benefactor— it's perpetual, iterative, something that would stick around for the rest of her life. save a life and have your own ruined, it's an equal trade. you set your cup aside and reach forward to wrap your hands around hers, holding them in a loose grip.

"let's split the cost." you murmur.

mini blinks at you, confused. "what?"

you squeeze her hands gently, warming when she mirrors it. "there's no sense in one person bearing the world's misfortune alone. i'll carry some of it and you'll save some of that luck for yourself."

she shakes her head and retracts her hands, sitting up straight and leaving you leaning forward. "i don't think that's how it works, lieutenant. it's not something you can just give or take." she stutters out, stifling a nervous chuckle.

"it works that way if we say it does. you can give out as much luck as you need and we'll bear the burden of it together." you take another sip of your tea and let out a low sigh. "i won't take 'no' for an answer, from you or from fate." you add a moment later.

mini giggles, finally giving in with an affirmative nod and a "yes ma'am" escaping her amidst the giggles.

you don't believe in superstitions about luck or fate. the choices a person makes is what defines them, not a third party pulling the strings. however, if it'll bring her some comfort, then you're happy to bear whatever misfortune you can. at the end of the day, keeping your team safe is more important than shallow beliefs.

as a bright grin crosses her face, you make a silent vow with yourself.

you won't let her suffer.

whatever it takes, you'll bring her home safe.

[cordeliawhohung]

ima gonna be honest i have complete forgotten what BG gaz is but my brain auto filled it in with babygirl and ive got to live with that auto fill by my brain now

LMAO i'm tempted to give you the real answer (bodyguard!gaz) but i like the idea of him forever just being babygirl gaz.

he is so babygirl coded though. like he's so PRETTY. his skin looks so soft??? and his eyes??? those big brown eyes??? i'm drowning in them. suffocating. i'm smushing my face into his boobs and patting his head. i'm latching onto him like a backpack and making him be little spoon when we cuddle in bed.

anyway. back to writing. hope you have a good day, anon <3

[bloodsalted]

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Dean is on his third slice of pie (he ordered two for himself and then switched plates with Castiel, who only tried a forkful of his rhubarb), but the angel is more focused on that group of teenagers at the bar of the diner, giggling and talking and slurping milkshakes. It's not his fault that his hearing is excellent and that he can understand every word; however, most of their conversation is ridden by weird phrases and strange idioms. One in particular gets his attention. "Dean," he says, "what does babygirl coded mean, and why are you like that according to those young women?"

dean's in pie heaven. cas wasn't looking too into his. so? after ploughing through a slice of cherry and peach? rhubarb was next. dean didn't even think to pick his own fork back up. cas's was shoved in his mouth and he was in freaking HEAVEN two seconds later. chin propped up by his other hand, he is blissfully unaware of the younger people giving glances their way. because his focus is on his pie for dinner (after he agreed, VERY RELUCTANTLY AND WITH A LOT OF PRODDING, to battle his way through a turkey burger and baked potato cas wouldn't take no for the answer to) slash reward for the torture he suffered through at the start of their meal.

he looks up when cas says his name. fork still in his mouth--then a brow shoots up high as hell on his forehead and he turns his attention slowly towards the giggling teens. not his head. no. his attention. meaning his eyes move but everything else stays the same. maybe. maybe. a slight, slight turn of his head. barely there. only enough to catch all of them in his sights. BABY GIRL CODED? are they fucking..???

his features crumple into disbelief. no fucking WAY written in those scrunched eyes, nose and twisted up mouth. (oh yeah, his fork's lowered.) "i am not. that's bullshit." fucking generation z!! hell with those kids. what the shit?! "you're the baby girl coded one of us. i mean. have they seen your eyes when you do the.." and sure as shit, dean's eyes go round. doe-eyed even. it's just that easy. NO DON'T READ INTO HOW EASY THAT WAS? SHUT UP?! "thing. that thing? little..bastards. m'not baby gir--whatever." that smirk. that pout. that huff and roll of his eyes. sums up every damn part of their point but don't tell him that. he's too busy rowing his those kids can screw off boat down de-nile. denial at it's FINEST.

[andromedaexists]

GENRE

Fiction - somewhere between suspense & fantasy in a dystopian future

Sublime Grimdark

sublime (n.) - art that refers to a greatness beyond all possibility of calculation, measurement or imitation

grimdark (n.) - a genre of fiction, especially fantasy fiction, characterized by disturbing, violent, or bleak subject matter and a dystopian setting.

STATUS

Drafting

AESTHETIC / TROPES

Greek mythology, corrupt government, social outcasts, QUEER!!, heavy themes of abuse (both power and familial), mental health, (stealing some from book 1) trans men's wrongs, anti-establishment, friends to lovers to strangers to enemies to ????, tattoos and piercings as a form of therapy, bullying as an act of love, etc etc

(it got kinda long so I put the rest of the info under the cut :) )

SUMMARY

An anti-establishment retelling of the fall of Icarus.

Ten years. Ten years of solitude, of surviving, of hiding. It has been ten long years of navigating the world alone, of planning how he would exact his revenge on those who have wronged him once he gets the chance.

A chance he has yet to receive. He's just one man, one cast out kid. How can he expect to go against a corporation as large as ATLAS alone?

Only he isn't alone, and it is time to make his move.

Διαφθορά is a tragic continuation of Δάιος, following Icarus as he and his dysfunctional found family lay the groundwork for a revolution. It seems like everything is going in his favor so far, even as the appearance of his sunshine throws him off-kilter. Will that continue as protests rise up throughout the country in his name?

MAIN CHARACTERS (BY THEIR CODE NAME)

Icarus (he/they) - We all know Icky baby, he is the man we see the story through the eyes of! Icarus is a chronically exhausted autistic trans man with a caffeine addiction and anger issues. (i suppose he's babygirl too idk)

Apollon (he/him) - I guess he's the love interest for Icarus but he's best known as my beloathed. Apollon is the #2 Elysian just two years after his debut! He is a childhood friend/lover? of Icarus' and perpetual pain in his ass.

Andromeda (they/them) - Our mama bear. Andromeda may share the same name as me, but they are not based on me. Rather, they are heavily based on a good friend of mine. Meda is the oldest, they take care of the group and make sure that everyone comes back alive and well. They don't specialize in fighting, but in healing. Particularly herbal and natural remedies (remember, lavender for anxiety and antibiotics for a fucking infection)

Achilles (he/him) - Another childhood friend of Icarus. He is Icarus' adopted little brother and right hand man.

Thanatos (he/him) - The information broker of the group. He specializes in getting what he needs to get and doing so discreetly, a huge benefit for Icarus' group. He is gender non-conforming and is a lovely person to be around, so long as your name isn't Icarus.

The Elysians - The figureheads of the government. They basically have free reign to enforce the laws of the land. The most notable of the Elysians are Daedalus (#1 rank), Nyx (not ranked, she operates out of sight), Casseopeia (former #2 rank), Prometheus (#5), and Thetis (#9). Each of them specializes in different fighting styles based on their mythological code name. 

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Thanatos

Apollon

Character Introductions (Elysians): (yeah i gave up on this)

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Cassiopeia

Prometheus

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6. News.

Stevie stares at Roderick with wide eyes, as he'd just told her that John was dead.

"You already knew that, though. I know you did."

I did know that John was dead and I knew that Rod did it, but to hear it...

"I did— I do! I just... how did you…” she stumbles, trying to grasp what he'd just said to her, still.

"Is that really important?— I just needed you to know. I had to tell you that I made your problem disappear, before he found another way to harm you or Tyler. I feel like I came just in time, too." He stares at his hands. She looks down too, seeing small scars litter his knuckles.

"What do you mean?"

They look up at the same time.

“Y-you think he was coming back?" She asks. He nods.

"He had a gun on him when I showed up. I know it wasn't used for protection, just knowing the type of monster he was." She sighs heavily.

A hot tear slides down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, already caught. His warm hand caresses her face.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to cry, but this is a lot. You could get caught. You could go to prison! What... what would I do, then?"

"I'm not going anywhere, Vie. I promise." His fingers find her chin, bringing her lips to his.

He pulls away and lets out a chuckle. She looked at him, confused.

"I know this isn't the relationship you'd planned, in your head. It being your first and all, especially." She laughs now, too.

"Well, not everything's normal, I guess."

"I'm sorry, babe." He says.

"For what?"

"All this mess. I ain't want it to play out like this."

"You protected me and my best friend. Don't ever be sorry. I appreciate it so much; you have no idea."

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"Tyler, I need to talk to you," she stands in the doorway as she buttons up her uniform shirt. She fluffs her hair and looks at Stevie.

"What's up?"

She walks in and hops onto the counter, as usual.

"So, the police just think that John just up and disappeared without a trace..." she nods, glancing down at her watch and back up at her.

"But, I know what really happened."

"Well, let me know."

"He was murdered." Her eyes grow as big as saucers.

"By who? Rod!" She points her finger at her, then placing the same hand over her heart.

"Rod took him out??" She covers her mouth in disbelief.

"He did. He didn't give me the details that I wanted— not that I need those visuals embedded in my brain— but, yes. That sick motherfucker won't be a danger to anybody else, ever again."

She sighs, heavily. Stevie spots a tear, before her warm arms wrap around her. Instinctively, she pats her back. Her quiet sobs break her heart, making her frown and hug her tighter.

"Tyler, I'm so sorry that this shit happened to you. I wish I could've helped Rod kill him."

"It's okay. I'm just so glad that he's dead."

“Me too.”

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She drops Tyler off at work and heads into work, myself.

She pulls into the parking lot and finds Rod leaning against the hood of his car, with a rose in his hand.

Smiling and hopping out, she heads over to him.

He smirks and holds the rose out for her to grab, but she just tilts my head and stares at him.

"What's this for?" She asks, play with the petals, while she waits for him to answer.

"Can I take you out tonight?"

"Where?"

Hee opens her hand and places the rose inside, closing it back.

"Magdalene's. It's a new Italian restaurant. I wanna wine and dine you for the night, babygirl. Is that okay?”

She giggles before nodding, sniffing the pretty red flower in her hand.

"Yes, that's perfectly fine with me." He pulls her to him by her free hand, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Jesus, he's so fine.

"Good. I'll pick you up at eight?" She mumbled an mhm before he kissed her, making her melt right there in his arms.

"Have a good day."

“You too.”

She moves away from his chest and heads towards the door, while he stays perched on his car. She laughs and steps up on the sidewalk.

"Oh, is there a dress code, dear?"

He smirks and licks his lips.

"Yeah... dress up for me."

She raises an eyebrow and watches the amusement on his face grow, before simply nodding and heading inside.

"Hey, Stevie— ooooh a rose! How beautiful!" Claire leans over the counter and smiles widely at her.

"Isn't it?" She heads behind the counter and clocks in, beginning to look for a glass to put her pretty flower in.

She finds one underneath the cabinet and fills it halfway with water and sticks the rose inside, placing it beside her register.

"Is it date night?"

She nods, excitedly. "Yes ma'am."

"Aww, how many dates have y'all been on?"

"Hm... official dates, three. But, outside of that, we hang out all the time. We've gotten super close."

"That's so sweet, boo! I hope everything stays sweet with y'all."

She nodded in agreement, while putting her apron on and beginning to take orders.

"Hey, I know you!" She looks up from the cup in her hand and sees the same white girl from the club that night. The one that sent her friend on a mission to get her ass whooped.

Stevie rolls her eyes. "Of course you do. How's your friend? She still tryna take men that don't belong to her?"

She laughs. "Listen, I honestly didn't even know it was like that, between y'all. He just didn't seem like he had came with you and I put my girl on, like any–"

"Stupid girl would? Yeah, you did that."

She continues filling cups with coffee and finishing it off with either whipped cream or a caramel drizzle, sliding the corresponding drinks to the customers and sending them on their way.

"Why are you so upset? Isn't he still yours?" She leans against the counter in a teasing manner, while Stevie blinks.

"You think I'm threatened? Y'all are white, so by default, you think you can take what doesn't belong to you, but that's not happening around this way. I'm sure both of y'all figured that out.. unless I need to remind you?"

"No need. I don't need you going ghetto on me, in this nice establishment."

Stevie has to pause for a second and cock her head to the left. She opens her mouth to say something, but Claire slides in front of her.

"If you're not gonna purchase anything, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. Harassment against my employees is not tolerated, so either buy some coffee or bounce." She states, leaving room for nothing else.

White girl tightens her lips and orders a frappucino. Claire makes her drink and slides it across the counter, snatching the twenty dollar bill out of her hand.

"Keep the change." She turns around and storms out.

Stevie breathes through her nose and looks around, seeing that nobody was really paying attention to what just happened.

"Okay," Claire turns around and places a hand on Stevie's shoulder, "who the hell was that?"

"Stupid girl from the club. She sent her friend after my man, had the nerve to ask me if we were together and proceeded to tell me that her girl was basically out there tryna eat him alive."

"Well, I know you stopped that." She gives her a damn right look. She cracks a smile.

"Damn right. I ain't playin' with these girls. I ain't even have to say nothing to the girl, for her to get the message and disappear."

"I feel that! But, I'm proud of you for holding your own and being professional about it. I know that's hard, especially when these white girls can be so reckless at the mouth." She says, pulling her into a hug, patting her back.

"Thanks, Claire. If I catch her anywhere else and she's on some slick shit, her ass is grass." She pulls away from her and cackles.

"I'm serious!"

"I know! I'm just imagining you beating her ass, and it's so sad yet so funny!" She continues to laugh. She chuckles and watches the line grow a little bit.

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Wrapping the last strand of her hair around the curling wand, she waits a few seconds for the curl to set and fluffs it out a bit, unplugging the curling iron after. She touches up her light makeup, which consists of Tyler's purple eyeshadow and her own pink tinted gloss.

Leaving the bathroom to cross the hall for her bedroom, she slips into her lavender mini dress and champagne hued heels, spraying herself with perfume that smells of jasmine and sandalwood.

Grabbing her gold necklace from her jewelry box, she puts it on, along with its matching bracelet.

The front door opens and closes, followed by the sounds of hysterical ranting from Tyler.

Stevie head out into the hallway and leans over the railing of the stairs, watching Tyler toss her stuff in every direction and curse up a storm in the process.

"...fucking stupid ass bitches..... should've cut her ass."

She looks up at her and stops, her mouth dropping open.

"Alright, who do I have to fight?" Stevie asks.

Tyler waves her off and points at her.

"Forget about that. Let's talk about you for a second, cause damn."

She blushes and waves her off.

"Tyler, stop! I really wanna know who's got you so mad." She laughs, as she starts heading up the stairs.

"Okay, and I wanna know who this,” she looks her up and down, "is, cause damn! I haven't seen this girl since prom, and even that isn't a match for this! You look beautiful!" She giggles, listening to her ramble and complement her.

"Thank you, heffa! I guess, I just decided to do something different. You know, switch it up a little bit."

"Mhm.... if you don't get some dick tonight, ima beat his ass."

She stares at her, wondering if that's a good idea.

I mean, it's been on my mind lately, but I don't know the first thing about sex and I'm so awkward, sometimes and...

"Stevie!" She snaps out of her thoughts and hears the ringing of my phone, sending her to answer it.

"Hey..... yeah, I'm ready.... okay."

She sits it back on the dresser and grabs her clutch, placing the lipgloss and her keys inside.

"So... where's rich chocolate taking you, tonight?" She asks, snickering at the side eye Stevie gives her.

"Some place called Magdalene's. I hope the food's good." 

I walk out of my room, with her on my tail. I head downstairs and on cue, the doorbell rings.

Unlocking the door, her mouth is ajar at the sight before her. She doesn't miss the way he bites his lip at her.

"Wow," He pulls another rose from behind his back, this time it's white, "you look gorgeous."

She pulls the rose from his hand and smirks.

"Well, I can definitely say the same about you." She licks her lips and pulls him inside, getting a better look at just how good he looks, tonight.

I'm starting to think that dark colors are his favorite, besides that red hoodie.

A navy blue button up, black slacks and loafers. A thin gold chain adorns his neck, making her touch the gold necklace on my own neck, "You tryna be like me, huh?"

He chuckles and nods.

"Always." He pulls her hand into his and kisses it. She pays close attention to his hair, realizing that he went and got a haircut.

"Well damn, what y'all tryna do tonight?" Tyler snickers and leans on the dining table. She sucks her teeth and Rod laughs.

Wait a minute... did I just?

"Okay, okay. I just came down here to see you off, I didn't know you were coming in, so I get the chance to say thank you. I appreciate what you did." She speaks.

Rod smiles. "Hey, no sweat off my back, protecting you beautiful ladies. You're welcome."

She smiles back and holds her hand out for him to shake.

"Ya know, I was on the fence about you, but you're a good guy. You make Stevie happy and that makes me happy."

The proud smile on his face only grew.

"I appreciate that, Tyler."

"Alright, I'll let y'all get outta here. Have a great night." She smacks her butt before leaving the dining room.

"Are you ready, babygirl?" She nods and grabs her clutch off the table.

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"Wow, this place is nice!" She exclaims quietly, while Rod pulls her chair out for her and sits down.

"It really is. One of my professors was telling us about it, said the Chicken Alfredo is really good."

"Hmm," She opens the menu and skims through the choices, some sounding more interesting than others. "I just might get that."

"Can I ask you another random question?" He asks.

She sits her menu down and looks up at him.

"Sure,"

"What's your middle name?"

"Alaina."

He nods and licks his lips, again. She crosses one leg over the other.

"Just as beautiful as your first name."

She blushes and partially shields her face. "Cut it out!"

He starts laughing, reaching across the small table for her hand.

She sets her gaze on him, watching as his brown eyes lock in on her. The intensity of his stare makes butterflies swarm in places where they normally don't.

"You're so beautiful. I don't mean to stare at you like some creep."

"That's not the feeling that I'm getting from you staring at me." She admits, kicking herself in the ass, once again.

I honestly didn't plan on saying that out loud, but it's too damn late for that.

She lets out a nervous chuckle, withdrawing her hand from his to rub her exposed shoulder. He starts to say something, but the waitress shows up and ends whatever the conversation was about to turn into.

"Hi, my name is Lauren and I'll be serving y'all, tonight. Can I start y'all off with something to drink?"

"Uh yeah, I'll take a sweet tea." She scribbles it down on her notepad and turned to me.

"And for you, ma'am?"

"A water with lemon is fine."

"Alright. Are you guys ready to order or do you need some more time?"

"Uh.. do you know what you want, Stevie?"

"Yeah, I'll get the Chicken Alfredo."

"Yeah, I'll take the same."

Taking the menus, they're left alone for about thirty minutes.

She fiddles with the folded napkin on the table, as an awkward silence fills the air.

"You don't have to shy away from me, Stevie." He breaks the silence.

"Okay."

"Can you explain the...feeling to me?" He asks, making her face heat up.

"I don't— I don't even know how to explain it, cause I've never felt this way." She shrinks back in her seat, feeling the embarrassment sink in.

"Okay, it's cool. We can change the subject. How was work?" She lets out another sigh, causing him to laugh.

"Aw man, what happened?"

"You remember that girl that I told you about from the club? The white girl and her friend?" He nods.

"They came into your job, startin' shit?"

"Just the one that I came in contact with. I don't know where her friend was. But yeah, she was trying me, talking about you didn't look like you came with me and, that I basically should be grateful that her friend didn't make a move, that night." She rolls her eyes and plays with the ends of her curled hair.

"Do you believe that?" She looks back up at him.

"Believe what?" The waiter comes and sits our drinks down.

"Thank you." They say in unison.

She smiles and walks away. She pulls the paper off her straw and sticks it inside her water, immediately taking a sip.

"Do you believe that I would've let some girl make a move when I'm with you, the girl that I wanna be with?"

"I would hope not! I'm sure that you wouldn't have, cause of how you've treated me so far, but a girl naturally has her doubts."

"Stevie, I would never do that to you. I watched my parents go through that shit, and I hated seeing my mom go through that pain. I'd never hurt you. You'll never have to worry about me cheating on you."

She nods, holding his gaze.

"Okay."

"Alright guys, these plates are super hot so be careful." She sits the food down in front of them and grabs the cheese grater, positioning it over Stevie's plate. "Say when."

She nods and snicker, watching her entire plate be almost taken over by cheese. "When."

Rod's eyes grow wide, and she laughs even more.

"Okay, I just want a little bit." She grates a small portion over his food and tells us to enjoy before leaving, again.

"If this isn't good, we're fighting." She unfolds the napkin and pull her fork out, twirling her pasta around it and stuffing it in her mouth.

"How is it?" She covers her mouth with her hand and sighs in contentment. His smile returns as he starts eating.

"You're funny." She playfully rolls her eyes.

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"So, how'd I do?" He leans against the wall in the kitchen, while she pours them both a glass of wine.

"You did okay." She teases.

He smacks his lips and pulls a stool away from the island, sitting down. She hands him a glass and giggles.

"I'm playing, calm down. Tonight was great." She sips on her wine and sit on top of the island, right beside him.

"Yeah?" He sits his glass down and stands, sliding in between her legs and placing his hands on her waist.

"Mhm... the food was great. You look great," he sneaks a kiss, cutting her off.

"Mm, you look great."

She blushes and play with the glistening chain around his neck.

"I'm serious. You always look great, but this is something different. I like it." His hand moves from her waist to her cheek. He leans in and kisses her, again.

His tongue invades mine, wrestling for dominance. She moans, feeling his hands roam her thighs, slowly making her dress rise up. She squeezes his arms and lets out a muffled gasp.

His lips trail a line from her bottom lip to her neck, sucking on the spot that he discovered the last time.

She grips the collar of his shirt and bite her lip. His large hand grips her thigh, making that tingly feeling return in her lower region.

"Rod... Rod..." his tongue presses against her skin, causing her body to jerk. He pulls away and stares at her.

"That's how I make you feel?" The smugness all in his tone.

She smirks, pulling him back to her by his collar.

"Well, I'm sure you knew that, already." He flashes a smile, before attacking her lips again.

"But listen. I don't wanna take advantage of you or anything like that, okay?" He presses his forehead against hers.

"Okay."

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to. I promise." She sighs.

"Well, this is already beyond my comfort zone, so I guess that's enough for tonight. I just don't want you to—"

"Don't finish that sentence. I'm not gonna get tired of waiting on you to be ready. That's selfish. I'm not here for that, I'm here for you."

He helps her down and she fixes my dress. He grabs my hand, and they walk to the door. He gives her a kiss on the forehead and the lips, before pulling her into a hug.

"I'll see you, tomorrow."

She nods and watch him open the door and leave out. She closes and locks the door.

"Stevie," she heads back into the dining area and looks up towards the stairs, finding a half sleep Tyler. Her hair's all over her head.

"Hey girl, you sleep good?"

She yawns and leans over the railing, smirking at me.

"Mhm... you look flushed, sis."

She rolls her eyes and head into the kitchen.

"Where you goin?"

"To finish this wine! I need it."

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