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riiidindirty:
It seemed to be the nature of all Garcia women; naturally inclined to dismiss any and all personal feeling when it comes to matters of the heart. Alejandra is less subjected to such a gene as she is certainly more apt to embrace the side of herself eager to feel something other than the numbness she spent most of her teenage years chasing, she was no Casanova when it came to putting the moves on anyone. Especially when her best friend was the one she was attempting to make a move on. Her belly flip flops in the same way a topsy-turvy ride does at the carnival, twisting this way and that, threatening her with nausea as it threatens to turn in on itself when embarrassment licks over her skin.
“Oh–okay,” she breathes a sigh of relief, reaching for the bottle of liquor when she a warm hand cups her cheek. Drawing her attention toward the blonde, Alejandra is stunned by the beauty before her - golden flecks highlighted by the deviousness claiming her.
She’s kissing her. Is she even breathing? She sucks in sharply when the kiss breaks, her lips tingling, her tongue eager for a deeper taste of her best friend. “W-waiting for me?” Alejandra practically screeches, shaking her head. “W-why would you wait for me? You would’ve been waiting forEVER, Scar.” A frown mars her features, her eyes downcast because she has no idea why Scarlett would want to kiss her.
“Obviously not,” she teases, pressing another soft peck to the girl’s lips, her free hand snaking around her waist to draw them flush. “Don’t. My eyes are up here,” Her words came with a tut, trying to draw her friend’s downcast eyes once more. They’d been friends since diapers. She knew what that look was and she hated it with a passion. “I would gladly spent forever. For you. So feel special,” The tingling in her lips gets the best of her before she can see Alejandra’s full reaction. The alcohol in her system has her warm. Floating. That combined with the way Allie feels against her and the her aura reacts. It’s ethereal feeling. And she can’t help but chase it, wanting to feel it deeper. More profound.
Beneath all the taunting and teasing, she had been waiting. Wanting to know what it was like to connect with someone who genuinely and profoundly cared about her. It didn’t have to be some ridiculously sexual thing. They didn’t have to commit or any of that. She just-- they had a connection. And no matter what happened, she knew she’d always love Alejandra and vice versa. Something as silly as making out wouldn’t come between them. But god, she could see how it could be dangerous. The rush was too much to explain and as her tongue darted lightly against her bottom lip, asking permission to part, she felt it swirl and haze in her mind. It could be the alcohol but it wasn’t her first time drinking. She knew what was and wasn’t. And this definitely was not.
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riiidindirty:
Alejandra has never appreciated her full name, preferring to be called Alex over anything else, but she likes it when Scarlett calls her Allie. Maybe it’s the intimacy of the nickname or how much she appreciates the way her name sounds rolling off of the other girl’s tongue, the deep, feminine timbre of her voice always causing the low churn of need behind her naval. “Maybe not, but I have my moments of idiocy as all humans do. I can’t help myself around you, Scar, no matter how long we’ve been friends,” she admits with a flush coloring her face, her hands scrubbing at the mess she’d made, the paper towels soaking up the alcohol with ease. “Hey! I’m a lot of fun, thank you,” she furrows her brow, wrinkling her nose once more. A long sigh escapes her and with Scarlett being so close to her, Alejandra doesn’t stop herself from leaning in to press a soft peck to the corner of her blonde’s mouth. “I-I’m sorry, that was probably a bit presumptuous.”
She can’t help but smirk a little wider at the nickname. Scar. Everytime she says it, she can’t help but picture the majestic lion, perched high on pride rock. Her obsession with Disney Villains was unhealthy for more than a few reasons, but that one in particular? Ugh. If she had a tail, it would have been swishing, slow and poised. “I hope you know that can never be unsaid. And trust me, I’ll be using it. As often as possible,” she replied with a chuckle, though she caught the blush in Alejandra’s cheeks. She’d lay off, in a bit. She genuinely loved the way Allie flustered. Not for the power or torture either. Just-- she...having that effect on her made Scarlett feel...things. Things she likely should feel about her best friend, but they were there and if she wasn’t getting it out of her system through jokes and jests, she’d have bigger problems.
The peck of Alejandra’s lips flushed her cheeks the color of her namesake, her heart skipping a beat. “N-no. Unexpected, maybe. Presumptuous? Not even a little,” she replied, batting some hair out of her face and attempting to tame the red in her face. Impossible, but god damn it, she was going to try. So she smiled, a hint of mischief in her bright blue hues as she took a soft breath and cupped Allie’s cheek to give her a proper kiss. It was soft, not wanting to spook her as she eased closer. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting on you to make a move,” she said pulling back, just enough to murmur.
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Alejandra sticks her tongue out at her because it seems like the best thing to do at the time, especially with Scarlett being as… playful as she is right now. It’s stupid, her face is dumb and Alejandra hates this stupid little crush she’s been harboring on the blonde for longer than she cares to admit. “Okay, now you’re just pushing it, blondie,” she shoots back, reaching for the bottle released from Scarlett’s grip to pour herself another shot. “I guess so, but don’t doubt yourself. You can be very intimidating. I’m just buzzed enough not to be the idiot stumbling all over herself.” Allie says this and feels confident in the words, until Scarlett has one lock of her hair wrapped around a delicate finger causing Alejandra to overfill her shot glass and makes a mess on the counter with their drink of choice. Cursing in Spanish, the girl downs her shot before she’s, reluctantly pulling away from the girl, shuffling across the room to grab a few paper towels to clean up her mess.
Pushing it? Impossible. Not when Alejandra was so clearly opinionated about it. Meant she was doing just enough and seeing the way she tried to deny it, had Scarlett grinning like a cheshire. She wouldn’t admit it, she knew that. Allie was, to put it lightly, stubborn. But Scarlett wasn’t blind and she enjoyed the way it made her heart shudder anytime she caught Alejandra watching her. Or vice versa, because as much as she teased Allie, Scarlett could never shake the feeling be near her best friend gave her. It wasn’t the same as the girls she hung around with at school and yeah, she had some idea, but she couldn’t be sure. Not just yet. “Allie,” she called, leaning her elbow onto the counter. She rested her chin in her hand a moment, a slight pout decorating her lips. “You’re not an idiot, you know that. Not even on your worst days. But you have to admit, together we ain’t so bad. We have brains and beauty for days,” Scarlett’s grin softened, grabbing some of the towels to help clean up, dabbing the area for a moment. “And you’re fun when you wanna be,”
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Wrinkling her nose and glaring at the blonde who’s passing her the shot, which Alejandra takes willingly, fingering the small glass for a moment. “None of those things are valid arguments and don’t act surprised that I find you attractive. You’re like some Goddess walking among us puny mortals and it’s intimidating,” she states before tossing her head back to down the shot, wincing as the burn clings to the back of her throat before warmth floods her belly. Neither of them are old enough to be drinking, yet here they are, with a bottle of vodka to share between them.
Letting the warmth settle behind her navel, Scarlett enjoyed the way it spread, her voice low and raspy, “I’d like to point out, finding someone attractive and knowing someone is attractive are two very different things, Allie Cat. But thank you, it’s good to feel--” she paused, letting the anticipation build as she took a step forward, her eyes blinking shut as she made a soft but playful groan “--divine,” And she might’ve held the serious gleam in her eyes, if she wasn’t imagining Alejandra encountering an actual goddess. With the way they treated people, especially the underdogs, she’d be running her mouth in no time. “But I can’t be that intimidating, can I? You’re here with me and that’s something, right?” she said sitting the bottle on the counter as she took another step, this one close enough to catch one of her purple tresses and twirl it between her fingers.
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ladyxluckxindie:
“Um excuse you, I am offended you would even suggest I was a wimp. I requested water because I would prefer not to have a hangover tomorrow. Does not mean I plan on chickening out.” She said but smirked ever so slightly as she held up the shot glass. Touching it to Scarlett’s.
“How can you expect me not to. Come on, Paula, when have you ever been afraid of a little hangover?” It was common knowledge you weren’t doing it right if you didn’t wake up feeling like you took a kick to the head. “That’s my girl. Here’s to living a little,” she teased, clanking the shot before knocking it back. She felt it burn the back of her throat before it hit, radiating warmth throughout her petite figure. She sighed contently and cleared her throat as she leaned into the bar. “So, why are you holding out? Interview? Date? Interviewing a date?”
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Her mouth falls open, shocked at being called a wimp. “And where, exactly, is this going? You think you can flash that beautiful smile at me and I’m going to be completely enamored with you enough not to realize you’re trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me?”
“Yeah kinda,” She passed Alejandra her shot before she even bothered to look up. A smirk dangled from her lips. “I mean-- I got two things from that alone that tells me. One, you think my smile’s beautiful. And two-- you must be enamored. No one uses that word unless their feeling it. And three-- you’re drinkin this, because in that whole little spiel, you didn’t once deny you were,” Scarlett paused, sighing louder than she needed to before lifting her shot, “Now drink, ya dork,” she said knocking hers back, the sear in her throat immediately wrinkling her features.
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“Oh don’t wimp out on me now,” Scarlett all but purred as she poured two more shots of vodka. “You and I both know where this is going. So why not enjoy the ride?”
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Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?
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@treasureslowlyfaded
“I’m pretty sure I’m pregnant.” Jason clapped shut the book he was holding as he turned. They’d-- He’d poured over shelf after shelf and he was positive if he looked at one more baby book, he’d be the one they rushed to the hospital.
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her heart felt like it might jump out of her chest as her gaze quickly turned to him as he took a step towards her, before quickly shifting to the floor in front of her. the moment his hand met her hip rosaline felt her entire body stiffen, though she was sure she was tense enough already. she wasn’t quite sure what the answer was, or what he wanted the answer to be. “um,” the blonde stuttered, trying to piece together a halfway-eloquent response. “i think it’s different, i mean, something about you is different.” it was true, obviously she’d met guys like him before. those who thought they were all that, but never seemed phased by their arrogant disposition. never before had she actually fell for their tricks, until now.
he almost felt bad for her. almost. but he’d been watching rosaline since he’d arrived in town. he’d seen how men vied for her attention and how she’d humor them just to leave them wanting. whether she knew about his advantage didn’t matter. he had it and now he had her stammering like a school girl with a crush. “I am different. We are both wholly unique and together--” his hand slipped up, bracing the small of her back as he leaned, his lips barely grazing hers, “Well-- we could be an adventure,” Freddie smirked, not giving her a chance to pull away as he connected their lips.
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Kyle blushed. He had just gotten a boyfriend right before Christmas and he decided he wanted to take him back home with him. He was just nervous since he was his first relationship ever. “N-no. Actually my mom and step dad are really open and my mom especially is very understanding. She’s going to shower you with affection and be so happy that you are into me and stuff like that…” He explained.
“Be happy I’m into you? You say it as if it isn’t obvious already,” Dallas replied, plopping onto the lawn. He kicked out his legs and leaned back, looking up at Kyle with a grin. “Now what type of affection are we talking? Warm and fuzzy? Shiny and expensive? I’ll take either or both,”
He laughed, patting the spot beside him before he lay back, arms tucking behind his head. “You’re pretty lucky to have such an understanding family, we both are,”
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