#int: ivy

[blcssom]

closed starter for @erasinglines ft. ivy reynolds

she wasn't sure what it was about them questioning her that plucked a particular nerve. after all, ivy wasn't trustworthy. but for some reason the idea of them believing so.... annoyed her. "if you think i'm lying just say so."

[p0isonivy]

‘ siento que fue hace años que tuve el cabello rojo. ’ murmura a una de sus compañeres, no tiene idea de quién se trata pues atención está pegada con fuerza a una de las pantallas que reproduce videos de las que parecen ser las primeras misiones donde, como mencionó, su cabello era rojo cual cereza. ‘ ¿qué crees que cambiaste más en estos meses? ¿tu físico o tu mentalidad? ’ 

[wtfispatience]

go on, tell me what's on your mind. @fyrewalks

“ why do you assume I have something on my mind? ” nimble fingers work on the coffee pot as she speaks, her eyes avoiding howie’s curious ones. ivy sighs as she debates with herself if she should be honest. it’s been a while since she has joined the 118, already feeling like part of the family, but she has so far avoided really talking about her life before l.a. she rests her hand on the counter top for a moment before finally turning to look at chimney. “ it’s nothing. it’s just… a date coming up that I’d really like not to think about. ” she shrugs, with a little smile. “ but I’m fine, chim. really. ”

[ivytwines]

the sims is so fun until you have to go fishing. this is like hell

[rvidenz]

♡       COMPRAS       ——  con  @p0isonivy​ 

‘   gracias por venir, no soy bueno para comprarle algo a mis hermanas.   ’   tienda swarovski parecía la mejor opción para las dos hermanas mayores.   ‘  me dijeron que regalar brazaletes con sus piedras de nacimiento estaba de moda, ¿qué opinas?  ‘   ladea su cabeza ahora hasta la inglesa, buscando escuchar su opinión.  ‘  ceci es diamante, kaia es el opal.   ’

[brckensocietyarch]

{ closed starter | @distantxdaydreams​ | plot: ivy was hired by your muses parent for an event, your muse is attending (could know her or not - if they do she’s pretending they don’t during the introduction) with their partner but oops.. she’s caught their attention. }

Ivy was rather used to this, being hired as a piece of eye candy to brag about, she didn’t often hide her occupation and it had become a trend recently that her clients rather liked talking about the fact they could buy someone like her. Some would find that humiliating but in her mind it was a way to get more gigs. At the request of her client she had worn as rather revealing black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. When she was introduced to the other she had to admit her interest was peaked, even with their partner right beside them. The rest of the night she’d been eyeing them at every opportunity. Now, here she was, sipping on her wine after their parent had excused themselves for a quick business chat, making her way over to them the second their partner had seemingly disappeared. “So, do you always attend these kind of events? You don’t seem the type to enjoy something so... Mundane.”

[brckensociety]

{ open to m/f/nb {selective with f) | based on this | any connection welcome, assume away. legit go wild. anything from strangers to t*boo stuff. - could also be one or both of them hired her. | please read rules before interacting. }

ivy looked at the pair as she had situated herself on the bed, a smirk on her lips as she spoke out, "come here." when they asked the question of who she meant there was a sweet laugh from her lips. "you said you don't usually go for the same type of girl, only seems fair that you share on this rare occasion," the femme purred flirtatiously.

[blcssom]

she let out a breathy whimper as colby's teeth grazed over the inside of her thigh. it was hard to maintain any semblance of control when she was so clearly putty in the other woman's hands. her fingers twisted tighter into brunette tresses as soft lips meeting her wet cunt as a skilled tongue slid from her opening to her clit with an intoxicating enthusiasm. "oh, fuck, colb⸺" her back arched slightly as she pushed colby's head closer, hips rutting forward slightly to grind her pussy against her soft tongue. "you're right.... it would've been a shame to kill you without t-testing your mouth first..."

colby's nails raked along the backside of ivy's thighs, tilting her face towards her thigh again, biting down on the soft flesh and breathing in deeply at the threat. she knew it was baseless, which is why she grinned even bigger. something wasn't right in her brain, but clearly present company had a similar affliction. "okay," she breathed out, hooking her finger through the bottom of her panties and tugging them downwards. they were barely around her thighs before she was burying her face between her legs fully, tongue spreading her pussy lips apart and eagerly lapping at her clit.

[cottageivy]

i’ve been trying to make a new playlist bc the one ive had for like a year or 2? is getting a little stale but instead my brain insists on only listening to the mamma mia soundtrack. i ahvent even watched mamma mia recently??

[brckensocietyarch]

Ivys' brow quirked at the response she had gotten as he opened the door. She had been out late thanks to a job and when she had realised she was in Augusts' neighbourhood it seemed like the perfect chance to reunite with one of her sisters' old friends. A sultry red dress she'd worn clung to her figure pairing nicely with the black high heels she wore. A sweet laugh escaped her when his demeanour changed, "Would it be corny to say I was in the neighbourhood?" The femme smirked, eyes raking down his body. "In the neighbourhood and in need of someone to take this dress off me for some fun?"

open to females plot: august gets a desperate booty call connections: best friend, fwb, gf, ex, sibling’s best friend, best friend’s sister, whatever works

“Yo, what the fuck is wrong with you? It’s two in the damn morning-” August opened the door with an annoyed expression, about to chew out whoever decided to bang like crazy on his apartment door. That is until he saw who it was. The expression almost instantly melted from his face. “Whoa, what are you doing here?”

[sentientgolfball]

Ghoulette Appreciation: Week 9

not gonna lie I was almost late with this one

Read here or on Ao3

Word Count: 1982

Pairing: Mistshine

Summary: Mist gets caught between Sunshine and Ifrit

Sunshine giggles to herself from where she’s sitting at the table in the common area. It’s Sunday which means she has the whole place to herself unless Delta decided to pay a visit. She doubted he would though, he usually liked to visit Pebble and Ivy on the quiet days at the Ministry. She used this to her advantage. 

It’s been about a week since she recovered from her water induced illness and she’s been more energetic than ever before. She’s been keeping up with her messenger ghoul duties just fine, but she’s been itching to do something more. Really she can’t be blamed for the envelopes she’s stuffing full of glitter. It wasn’t her fault Ifrit had splashed her while on cleaning duty with a shout of ‘fish out of water’ and a laugh. Truly she can’t be blamed. Ifrit started it. 

“Do I even want to know?” 

Sunny jumps with a yelp when she hears the voice from her left. She whips her head in the direction only to see Zephyr emerging from the bedroom hallway. 

“Zeph what are you still doing here?” She chuckles nervously. 

“Decided to take the day off” they stalk to the kitchen, leaning their cane against the counter while they sift through the fridge. 

Sunny’s eyebrows shoot up “Does that mean Frit is here too?” 

“No I told him to go off, but he’s on standby incase it gets worse” 

They emerge from the kitchen with some snacks and one of the heating pads with an animal face on it. Sunny frowns at the pinch in their expression. 

“I could help if you want. I’m not as warm as Ifrit, Alpha, or Dew but still.” 

They shake their head giving her a small smile “Really it’s fine. Ifrit will come if I need him, plus I wouldn’t want to take away from whatever that is” they gesture to the pile of envelopes and glitter. 

She giggles “Alright if you say so, but uh if you doooo end up calling for Frit let me know so I can hide.” 

“Will do” they give a mock salute and head back to their room. 

Sunshine watches them go before returning to the task at hand. 

~~~

“What is the purpose of this?” Mist asks, crossing their arms watching Ifrit. 

“Sunshine has been dealing with a lot recently, yeah? Everyone being gone on tour, the bullies, her little element sickness.” 

“Correct.” 

“Figured I do something for her to help cheer her up a bit. Remind her she’s cared about.” 

Mist tilts her head. 

“Not that you’re not doing a great job of that! You are! But just…reminding her that other people still care about her.” 

“That makes sense, however what does that have to do with that?” 

Mist gestures to the stack of sponges that are currently half covered in frosting. She had come into the main kitchen hoping to grab some leftovers from lunch. Instead, she ran into Ifrit in an apron surrounded by mixing bowls. 

“This my dear sweet Mist is exactly what Sunny needs.” 

“You are aware you cannot eat sponges. If you want to bake her a cake I am sure there is a recipe for a real sponge cake somewhere in here.” 

“Controlled chaos Mist. Controlled chaos.” 

“I still do not understand, but if you are doing it to help Sunshine feel appreciated then I would like to help.” 

Ifrit breaks into a wide grin “Excellent. All I need you to do is—“ 

His phone pings and he glances at it where it’s propped up against the carton of heavy whipping cream. He wipes his hands on the front of his apron before grabbing it, quickly typing out a reply. 

“Okay change of plans, Zeph needs me. If you wanna still help all you gotta do is finish covering the sponges in the frosting and then write something on the top. Maybe congratulating her for her work with her water, just make it look as close to a real cake as possible.” 

“I will try.” 

Ifrit smiles at Mist. He gives her a quick kiss on the forehead before putting his apron away and leaving for the den. 

~~~

It’s not until a day later that Sunshine and Ifrit interact with each other long enough for Sunny to strike. Ifrit had come back to the den and Sunny was nowhere to be found. When dinner rolled around and Ifrit nor Zephyr emerged from their room, she knew it was not her day. 

Oh but now. Now she was able to corner him. With tour being underway Sunshine wasn’t very busy when it came to her duties. The Clergy was too focused on the success of the Ghost Project. She occasionally had some texts to deliver from the archives, but nothing overtly important. She was mostly given busy work, but for once this worked in her favor. 

She had found Ifrit with a group of Siblings. They were busy cleaning the chapel. Ifrit was there to lift the pews to make it easier for them. Sunny giggled at the obvious looks he was getting everytime he moved and his muscles visibly rippled under his uniform. 

“Hey tough guy” she calls “I have something for you!” 

He sets the pew he had picked up down, turning towards her with a questioning tilt of his head. Sunny waved an envelope in the air. 

“Got your assignments for next week!” 

His eyes light up and he turns to the closest Sister, asking to be excused for a moment. He pats her on the shoulder, thanking her before bounding over to Sunshine. 

“Whatcha got for me Sunny bunny?” 

“You lucked out. I don’t know who’s dick you’re sucking to get these easy hours.” 

He takes the envelope with a chuckle “I can answer that question for you.” 

“I would rather you didn’t, but it’s totally Terzo isn’t it.” 

He flashes a fang filled grin before slicing through the envelope with a claw. The moment he does blue glitter explodes out, covering him in the shiny dust. Sunshine giggles watching him spit glitter out of his mouth and slowly blinking open his eyes. The Siblings look up at the noise, groaning when they see the mess. 

“How did you even get it to do that?”

“A magician never reveals her secrets.”

“Mhm well this little magician better run away before the Siblings get ahold of her.” 

Sunny glances past Ifrit’s frame, making eye contact with three very irritated looking humans. 

“You maaaaay have a point” she roots around in her bag “here. Your actual assignments for next week are somewhere in here.”

She hands him a stack of 10 identical envelopes. 

“Good luck figuring it out!” She calls as she books it out of the chapel. 

He watches her go with a glint in his eyes “exploding glitter” he muses to himself. 

He turns around to face the Siblings. He opens his mouth to say something but is immediately cut off.

“If you open a single letter in here you’re getting sacrificed on the next Sabbath.” 

“Noted.” 

He exits the chapel, leaving a trail of glitter behind him. 

Sunshine spent the rest of the day on her toes. She knew Ifrit would do something to get her back, she just didn’t know how quickly he could strike. Though, the longer the day went without an incident the more she relaxed. If he tried something in the den it would be easy for her to evade. Maybe he wasn’t even going to get her back today. That gave her more time to come up with something bigger and better. 

Once she finished taking pictures for Mountain in the greenhouse, she made her way back to the den. She was immediately greeted to the sight of Aether and Ifrit curled up on the couch. Mist and Zephyr were sitting at the table sharing a quiet conversation over tea. She can hear Alpha in the kitchen cursing at a plastic container for not opening. 

She hesitates only for a moment, eyes quickly scanning the area to see if Ifrit planted anything. When she’s satisfied she closes the door behind her and greets everyone, making her way over to the table to sit next to Mist. When she sits, Mist stands. She makes a confused chirp, tilting her head. 

“I have something for you” they inform her, heading off to the kitchen. 

“For me? What did I do?” Her tail flicks excitedly behind her. 

Mist returns with her hands behind her back “You have progressed quite far, I feel like you deserve this.” 

They present a cake with white frosting, the word congratulations written in cursive with blue frosting. Sunny’s eyes light up when they place it on the table in front of her. She looks between the cake and Mist. 

“You made this for me? For me?” 

“Yes” they nod, “you have come very far with your water lessons, so I wanted to do something.” 

Mist steals a glance at Ifrit on the couch while Sunny is distracted with the cake. He smiles wide and gives her a thumbs up. When they return their gaze to Sunshine, she looks like she’s ready to pounce. 

“Sunshine ghoulette please do not use your hands” Aether calls from the couch. 

She hisses at him but relents “Alpha! Bring me a knife!” 

Alpha growls from the kitchen. There’s a brief moment of silence before he walks over, setting the knife down with more force than necessary. 

“Did you have to give her the biggest one we have?” Zephyr raises an eyebrow. 

“You wanted a knife I brought a knife” he grumbles, stalking back to the kitchen. 

“What’s got him so fired up?” Sunny asks examining the cake, trying to decide where to cut first. 

“He lost the fight to the leftovers container” Zephyr whispers. 

Sunny giggles as she sinks the knife into the cake. It goes through the top layer of frosting with ease, but it stops. She pauses, raising an eyebrow before pushing down again. 

“What the fuck?” 

She starts to saw with the knife, hissing when it barely starts to break through. 

“Household appliances two, ghouls zero” Zephyr deadpans, watching the struggle. 

Sunny abandons the knife in favor of her claws, tearing through the cake with ease. She stares at the inside of it for a moment, processing what she sees. Ifrit sits up and laughs. She glances up at him, then over to Mist, and then back down to the fake cake. 

“Do you like it? Ifrit said this would make you feel appreciated” Mist asks. 

“Mist” Sunny sets the halves down, frosting covering her hands “this is…” 

“Yes?” 

“This is amazing! I expect something like this out of sparky over there but this is even better! I didn’t know you had it in you!” 

Sunny grabs their face, pulling them to a kiss and smearing the frosting all over them. Mist chirps in surprise before kissing her back, loosely wrapping her tail around her waist. Ifrit makes a fake gagging noise. Sunshine breaks the kiss and stares at him. 

“You!” She hisses before jumping over the back of the couch to tackle him. 

“Sunny I swear to the hells if you stain this couch” Aether threatens, but there’s a smile on his face. 

Mist returns to her spot at the table, watching Ifrit and Sunny wrestle with a soft smile. Zephyr chuckles. 

“What is it?” 

“Nothing I just. You have no idea the can of worms you opened.” 

“I do not care. It is worth it if I get to see her like this.” 

Mist had decided long ago they’d do anything to keep Sunshine smiling, if they had to cause a little trouble here and there to make it happen then so be it. The feeling in their chest, the glow in her eyes would always be worth it. Sunny was always worth it.

[blcssom]

"only if you kept your mouth preoccupied and didn't speak to anyone.... but you love to talk shit, and we both know it'd get you in trouble." she has an uncanny ability to talk herself out of the trouble she gets herself into, though, something ivy can't help but admire. her fingers loosen from around allie's wrist, not permission so much as a show of.... impassiveness. "and if you expect me to smooth over your issues, you're out of your god-damn mind: we're not that close."

instinctively, her hand remains between the other's thighs inching closer and closer toward ivy's heat. "what makes you say that?" partially offended, her fingers stall near painfully thin lace. "i'll admit orange isn't really my color but, the women there would love me."

[brckensociety]

tag drop | dahlia, ivy & sage beaufort

[lycan-subscribe]

hi! I saw your post about Springfield and while I appreciate where you heart is, I would really appreciate if you did not say things like we have crumbling infranstrucre and no public transportation (we still have public bussing) and no education (many Springfield kids go on to very good colleges bc of the education they got here or even go to our city's university or community college). We have had students recently get admitted to Ivy League schools. We have so many programs for students to earn college credit while in high school.

Springfield isn't the best city around but there's been a lot of good things happening, and a lot of the city is a lot better off than it was when I was kid. Most of all, a lot of us are not taking kindly to other people speaking on our behalf. We're tired of people not from Springfield talking about us. Your heart was in the right place, and I appreciate what you did. But please do not make it sound like we're living in some destitute city. All my life I have heard from people outside of Springfield asking me if I'm scared to live here, etc. bc of the stereotypes that every inch of us is crumbling buildings and drug addicts and gang violence.

We have: beautiful murals by local artists, teachers who care about all their students, a really good public library system, thriving local businesses. There's a lot of things not going well in Springfield, but please don't speak for us.

i appreciate you starting a respectful discussion about this, i really do. looking back on what i wrote, i do think i came off as dismissive of the city as a whole in a way i didn’t intend.

i’ve been ruminating on what i said last night and i do think i could’ve and should’ve worded some things better and made my intentions a little more clear - i don’t want to speak for the city, as my experience with it is colored by the fact that i don’t live there. i meant only to speak for my experience with it in an extremely condensed manner but in doing so i think i left out some crucial context.

you’re right, it is better in a lot of ways than it used to be! i’ve noticed more art, more local businesses (especially the restaurants!!) and snyder park in particular is absolutely beautiful - my aunt and uncle are actually master gardeners that help take care of the gardens there. so i know there is beauty, both in the physical landscape and in the people living in it, in springfield that is absolutely worth talking about and celebrating and i really should’ve brought more attention to that.

i also wanna make something else clear: i don’t think springfield is uniquely affected by propaganda and racist/right wing rhetoric. my city (which is a hop skip and a jump away) has been affected by it too, and long before the haitian immigrants began to settle in springfield. this whole /country/ is seeped in it, especially right now, especially in places like the ohio/the midwest (hello rust belt).

i think i was just angry. angry that somewhere so close to my hometown was making national news in the worst possible way, angry that i had to speak out to my coworkers who were making jokes about it, angry that the problems springfield DOES have are going ignored because of targeted misinformation and corrupt politicians. i’m sorry i misrepresented the city as a whole, i really am - but i do want it to be known that my intent wasn’t to trash springfield or make it sound like there’s nothing there worth making note of. there is! it is a diverse city and there are so many people working to make it a better place. that’s worth celebrating. i just want people to understand that the blatant racism and bigotry being touted by some of the people who live there didn’t spring up overnight, and i wanted to emphasize the thing that make people more susceptible to propaganda: a sense of disenfranchisement.

i still don’t know if i’m getting my point across entirely effectively but i want you to know: i’m sorry, truly, for letting my anger and frustration turn into boiling down a very complex and multi-faceted issue down to a few paragraphs of text. springfield is worth fighting for, for the refugees and the city natives both.

[zorilleerrant]

for the ask game 1 6 and 7 please!

1. the character everyone gets wrong

I mean, I'm all about old Batman, but I can see why people are doing all different kinds of mix and match with his personality. There are so many different canons to choose from. So while a lot of the time I go no he wouldn't! I still get where they're coming from. (I just ignore all the stuff where people claim he's an abusive dad and I'm good.) But that's true of a lot of characters! And usually I'm even more okay than with Batman, because I'm not so protective of them! So like... it's weird that I get really >:( about Harley Quinn.

The kinds of Harleys I'm willing to accept cover a broad range, but they've got to have a handful of really specific traits, or I just don't buy it. The most important is that she has to genuinely want, or have genuinely wanted in the past, to hurt people for fun, and think it's funny to attack people and destroy things. It's cool if she reforms! I like a good redemption arc! But if she was forced into those things, or tricked, or thought it was for the greater good somehow, I don't know, that's just not Harley to me.

Another thing is that (highly controversial) she and the Joker had to genuinely be in love, and she had to be the one pushing the relationship, especially the sexual aspects which Mr. J's just really not into, and only doing for her benefit. Toxic, yes, kind of an asshole, sure if you want, not aware of other people's feelings, absolutely, but intentionally abusive, no, that undercuts their whole villain dynamic. He has to be a good mentor or she's not a real sidekick, and she has to be a real sidekick or her arc makes no sense. They're mirrors to Batman and Robin, and so they have to have the trust, devotion, caring, and intimacy that Batman and Robin have. It's great if she gets mad at him after! But there have to be lots of good parts in there with the bad, not just Ivy covering for him or whatever.

People also have a tendency to write her dumb. And that's probably wrapped up in a whole bunch of structural bigotry and related narrative conventions, but we should remember that she was already a practicing doctor and a trained acrobat by the time she started her supervillain career. Three careers already! Ones that take a lot of study! She was an expert in not only medicine (multiple kinds, if people's inability to keep track of her degrees is any indication), kinesiology, aerodynamics, etc. but she also became an expert in explosives and various kinds of chemistry, as well as expanding her understanding of biology to create e.g. Joker Fish. She's a mastermind! She's either running the plans or letting Mr. J take point so that there's more give and take in their relationship, and neither of them keep talking over each other. She's just, you know, one of those high int low wis characters.

Because will Harley say dumbassery? You bet she will. She does not believe in reindeer. She will say 'no one could live underwater' to Aquaman's face, and then if someone repeats it back to her later, she'll say 'that's dumb, what about Aquaman?' She's thought to herself that she could bake cookies way faster if she just blasted them with a flame rifle, and then tried it, and then tried it again three months later. She'll correct your entire complicated math equation and only at the end ask what the completely imaginary element you made up is, and what does it look like, what does it even do? And also she thinks hyenas are good pets, like, generally.

She needs to love hyenas soooooo much.

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

TimKon hands down. They're SO mean to TimBer, even though they could just... not look at those fics and drawings and stuff. I mean it's a much smaller ship, canon or not! We're exactly competing with them. And the ones who do like TimBer are constantly trying to convert you to the other one being like 'oh you can ship them all together! you can ship both!' and like. I do not want to ship them all together. I do not want to ship both. I just want to have my one ship and not have other people constantly try to make it about the other ship. The TimSteph shippers aren't doing this to me!

However, I think if you're an actual professional in the comics world, it's probably DamiJon, because they legit go on social media and threaten people about their ship, so.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

Two Face, I think. People want to flatten his personality so much, and then they only read him in relation to another character, and it's all about how he's Bruce's bf or Jason's dad or whatever, and it just... he's such a complex character and there's so much good canon about him and everyone wants to just be like 'let's kill the bad alter and then he'll just be nice Harvey again!' and like... leave Twoey alone, he's just doing his best in a world that's dangerous to both of them. So now whenever he appears I roll my eyes and I'm like, great, this is going to start a whole thing isn't it.

[brckensocietyarch]

it was new territory being a fake date for someone who didn’t know her background. with the people that hired her, although some were nervous, much like elijah, they were paying for her to be the perfect partner or companion. it often meant they had typically prepared what they wanted from her if they wanted the touchy, lustful girlfriend or the sweet, innocent girl who could impress their family. it was always somewhat planned, but tonight was different, planning things at the moment with a guy who likely believed she hadn’t done this before. even the gap in their ages didn’t faze her, being hired by people of all ages. “i don’t think it’s crazy, you deserve to get your retribution however you please. i am sure being used or as you put it ‘dicked’ around isn’t fun and learning to no longer put up with it seems like a good thing to me.” she had seen many get such satisfaction and it was definitely worth whatever they did to get it. at his comment, a soft laugh fell from her lips, “you shouldn’t hope for it to pass, you know… you should revel in it,” she sure was, revelling in the looks of jealousy she got from his coworkers, even the judgemental looks were ones she considered good, they were just envious, or at least that’s what she told herself. she noted his clear shock at her kiss, figuring she should’ve forewarned him but doing so often meant it looked less natural. “oh, we don’t have to kiss if you don’t want to, but, i’m seriously down for whatever,” ivy stated simply, hoping it was clear that she was giving him a free pass but thinking maybe she’d need to take charge to help him. “please don’t apologise, that is what nice people do, elijah,” the femme teased playfully. “oh? what did you expect me to ask for? money? a car? a whole new wardrobe?” her tone was light and joking, holding back her amusement at the irony of her words. “dinner is more than okay with me.” she confirmed, smiling as his hand placed upon her back, glad he was starting to open up and get more comfortable with the act. “sounds good to me,” the brunette nodded, continuing to walk with him towards the bar. once they reached it her focus was fully upon him, doe eyes looking up at him in what most would describe as a ‘lovey-dovey’ look. “you really look incredible in this suit,” she started, her hands starting to caress and touch the material, focusing in the central area, cuffs and then making her way up the collar and tie section. “i really am a sucker for hot men in suits,” she purred, taking a playful hold of his tie and fiddling with it for a moment. she continued to spout compliments before finally using her hold on his tie to pull herself up slightly onto her tiptoes as she planted a kiss upon his lips, hoping her flirtatious words had warmed him up enough to not catch him completely off guard.

effectively calming down a little when eyes remained looking down on her face while standing by her side processing her words which indicated she was reasonably find with the situation of pretending to be his date although he was partially nervous since their was an age gap but he wasn't against it with the older male more so concerned with how those who knew him might possibly think of him. elijah would then regain focus on the task at hand which was to make his ex jealous. " still thank you for doing this. most people would call me crazy for doing this but as strange as it sounds i am done being nice and being ' dicked ' around. " internally frustrated and angry although it wasn't evident in his quietened tone when addressing his small sized date as his tone sounded more drained of life or enthusiasm as it sounded plain like he were tired.

not wanting to ruin his dates evening he'd crack a smile in reaction to her belief which was true that the two of them had indeed caused a reaction from his coworkers who turned their heads looking surprised more so towards his date. " it seems that way. a little nerve-wracking but it'll pass. " he kept his eyes ahead avoiding her face purposely as he was trying to search and locate his ex-wife who had damaged him severely. lost in his thoughts when he was suddenly caught off guard and instinctively taken aback when his head jerked slight back after receiving a soft kiss he felt from her lips to his cheek. he paused and held his shocked gaze with her own for a moment only to then swallow the lump in the back of his throat when the strange surge-like feeling of lust and primarily attraction towards his young date overwhelmed him. " um...thanks i wasn't expecting that. do we um....do we have to kiss each other to make it more official and believable? I am only asking because..." his words trailed off with his mouth a little agape only to then nervously chuckle and shift his eyes down to the floor with a soft smile now formed to his lips. ".. actually i don't know why i am asking. i am sorry. " having the need to apologise for acting foolish and more so silly. drawing in his breath he shifted his eyes back at the crowd while being granted permission that he was able to do what he wanted with her without asking. receiving then what she wanted in compensation puzzled him at first as all she wanted was dinner. " i thought you'd ask for more? " curling up his nose and furrowing his eyebrows his hand would then slip away from her fingers to then direct and place his hand on her lower back. elijah would then walk towards the bar. " i think i see her. she probably won't believe we're dating unless we do something to make it seem like it's real. so i propose when we get to the bar you get all handsy on me and kiss my cheek. " keeping his voice down practically speaking to her through his teeth. in truth he wanted her to kiss his lips but was hesitant and shy to make such a bold request thinking it would be too much pressure on her.