#otp: ryan x elizabeth

[cass1x1]

ryan/liz: [ 📲 sms: ] you’re single. i’m single. i feel like this is a problem we can solve together. / [ 📲 sms: ] i’m really glad to have you in my life.

[ 📲 sms: ] you’re single. i’m single. i feel like this is a problem we can solve together

[read at 3:07am] [5:34am] yeah you mentioned [5:34am] i'm still not convinced it's a good idea though

[ 📲 sms: ] i’m really glad to have you in my life.

[12:45pm] So I take it my pizza has arrived [12:45pm] Happy one month sorta-versary [unsent] I'm happy to have you in my life too

[kimsgoeun]

[ SIX ] : “ being physically attracted to you doesn’t mean i’m in love with you. ” (ryan/elizabeth)

@cass1x1

Elizabeth rolls her eyes, flipping over onto her back and scooting away from him on the couch. Hooking up with Ryan is supposed to be fun, especially since she’d never hooking up with him in the past, but this? This is less fun. 

“I don’t remember claiming to think you were, Ry,” she sighs, giving him a pointed look as she turns to glance at him. There’s an expression on his face she can’t exactly read. Confusion? Concern? Regret? Regardless, it’s a serious one, and she doesn’t want him to be feeling any of those things. She doesn’t want him looking at her like that either.

She pokes him in his side, startling Ryan from whatever thoughts are brewing in his head. “Lighten up, will ya? You’re not exactly making a girl confident when you’re acting like some wounded bird after what we just did.” He lets out a breath, but she sees the beginning of a smile on his face. Good. 

“Besides, I’d be kind of full of myself if I thought every person that thought I was hot was in love with me, wouldn’t I?” she teases, wanting to keep the conversation light and airy. “So rest assured, Ryan, I’m not going to get the wrong idea and blow up our friendship.” Just stop overthinking, Liz wants to add, but doesn’t. 

“I don’t have enough actual friends to do that to you anyway,” she says, sticking her tongue out at him. Shaking his head, he grabs her hand and pulls her back towards him, throwing an arm around her shoulder once she is. Elizabeth relaxes, hearing his laughter. 

This is what she wants out of this. Ease, comfort, and nothing at all complicated. 

And as long as it stays this way than everything would be just fine. 

[pitbull-luva]

A father’s tears and fears are unseen, his love is unexpressed, but his care and protection remains as a pillar of strength throughout our lives.

[come-along-pond]

☆ DC OC’S☆

in alphabetical order

⇨ Bonnie Dickson

face claim: Karen Gillan

alias/es: The Scarlett Siren

nicknames: Bon Bon

allegiance/s: The Suicide Squad (Task Force X)

love interest: Valerie Jones (previously), Rick Flag

fic title: N/A

tags:

bonnie dickson: dc oc bonnie x valerie bonnie x rick

⇨ Isabella Wayne    

face claim: Dianna Agron

alias/es: The Aphrodite Archer

nicknames: Izzy

allegiance/s: The Suicide Squad (Task Force X)

love interest: Bruce Wayne

fic title: N/A

tags:

isabella wayne: dc oc isabella x bruce otp: isabella & bruce wayne isabella & harley

⇨ Valerie Jones

face claim: Vanessa Kirby

alias/es: N/A

nicknames: Val

allegiance/s: Amanda Waller

love interest: Bonnie Dickson (previously)

fic title: N/A

tags:

valerie jones: dc oc bonnie x valerie

THE ARROWVERSE

⇨ Rebecca Williams 

face claim: Elizabeth Lail

alias/es: Silver Bow

nicknames: Becca

allegiance/s: Team Arrow

love interest: Oliver Queen

fic title: N/A

tags:

rebecca williams: arrowverse oc rebecca x oliver otp: rebecca & oliver queen

THE BATMAN

⇨ Isabella Jones

face claim: Debby Ryan

alias/es: The Aphrodite Archer (future)

nicknames: Bella

allegiance/s: N/A

love interest: Bruce Wayne

fic title: N/A

tags:

isabella jones: the batman oc isabella x bruce

⇨ Maria Cole

face claim: Dakota Johnson

alias/es: N/A

nicknames: N/A

allegiance/s: Wayne Enterprises

love interest: Bruce Wayne

fic title: N/A

tags:

maria cole: the batman oc maria x bruce

⇨ Melissa Morris

face claim: Aubrey Plaza

alias/es: N/A

nicknames: Mel

allegiance/s: N/A

love interest: N/A

fic title: N/A

tags:

melissa morris: the batman oc

[simonxriley]

Idk if anyone already asked this, but the "world building wednesday" list for Skylar and Liz? Or just pick one if doing it for both is too much 😅

I can definitely do both! Thank you!

Skylar: 

B A S I C S

full name: Skylar Elle Jackson

gender: female

sexuality: technically questioning (bisexual)

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Carl Jackson (father), Sarah Jackson (mother), Valary Jackson (sister), Chloe Jackson (sister), Evan (brother-in-law), Jackson (brother-in-law), Alexsandr Senaviev (husband), Grace Ryan (adopted daughter), Marianna & Konstantin (fraternal twins), Grayson Senaviev (adopted son), Lubov Senaviev (daughter), Apollo Senaviev (son), Lizaveta & Vera (fraternal twin daughters), Anna (sister-in-law) and Anna’s two kids that I have yet to name. 

birthplace: Bangor, Maine

job: Specialist for the counter-terrorism group Rainbow

phobias: snakes, the dark after the outbreak

guilty pleasures: her mom’s homemade chocolate chip cookies and sleeping in. 

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: lawful neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert:

organized/disorganized:

close minded/open-minded:

calm/anxious:

disagreeable/agreeable:

cautious/reckless:

patient/impatient:

outspoken/reserved:

leader/follower:

empathetic/unemphatic:

optimistic/pessimistic:

traditional/modern:

hard-working/lazy:

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Tachanka x Skylar

ot3: Tachanka x Skylar x Glaz

brotp: Skylar & Thermite, Skylar & Ela, Skylar & Ash and many more

notp: Skylar x Henry and Skylar and anyone who is not Tachanka 

Liz:

B A S I C S

full name: Elizabeth Anne Walker

gender: female

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: she/her, they/them

O T H E R S

family: Elias Walker (father), Anne Walker (mother, deceased), David Walker (brother), Logan Walker (brother), Simon Riley (husband), Faith Riley (daughter), Tommy Riley (son), Claire Riley (daughter) and Alexander Riley (son).

birthplace: San Diego, CA

job: member of Task Force 141

phobias: fire and spiders

guilty pleasures: alcohol, sleeping in, food. 

M O R A L S

morality alignment?:chaotic neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert:

organized/disorganized:

close minded/open-minded:

calm/anxious:

disagreeable/agreeable:

cautious/reckless:

patient/impatient:

outspoken/reserved:

leader/follower:

empathetic/unemphatic:

optimistic/pessimistic:

traditional/modern:

hard-working/lazy:

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Ghost x Liz and Price x Liz

ot3: don’t have one

brotp: Liz & Dunn, Liz & Roach, Liz & Ramirez and Liz & Rorke

notp: Liz and anyone who is not Ghost or Price

[zobinclarke]

(cue me trying to think of literally any show that isn’t the obvious zep to send you for that ask meme you reblogged uuhhhh) i see some new girl on your blog gimme some new girl opinions

send me a fandom and i’ll tell you one or more:

OTPs: Nick x Jess, I also liked Schmidt x Cece

lowkey otps: Jess x Ryan (They were really cute ngl)

ships you wish more people shipped: Schmidt x Cece

ships you think are cute: Winston x Aly. They were adorable.

ships you see the appeal of but don’t ship: Schmidt x Elizabeth i guess lol.

ships that are usually brotp but can be otp: Schmidt x Jess

ships you don’t care about: Jess x Russell, Schmidt x Elizabeth

ships you dislike: Nick x Caroline

ships you hate: Nick x Reagan

crack ships: Nick x Schmidt (Okay but there is no Straight explanation for that friendship)

ot3s: Nick x Jess x Schmidt

[cass1x1]

ryan/liz: 💔

@kimsgoeun

20. a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

The rules on public displays of affection (PDA) were clear. They'd agreed a certain degree of public affection was to be expected between a couple, and that, therefore, they should display that degree of affection. A reasonable standard, that is. Now, it had been tricky to define the normal degree of PDA, but Ryan felt comfortable with his answer. Anything they'd been doing prior to the current arrangement was fine, with the addition of light kisses. Generally, sans tongue.

As such, it wasn't that unusual that Ryan gave Liz a quick peck on his way out the door. He was leaving for a trip to the Twin Cities for a bigger case, and wouldn't see Liz until he got back. Three days. Four, if the forewarned storm delayed his flight. Couples who were not going to see each other for several days often exchanged such kisses.

The kiss itself was not remarkable either. It was so brief, it wouldn't have even registered. Ryan, half occupied trying to get his coat all the way on, didn't even put his hands on Elizabeth. And Elizabeth was still holding her book. It was a simple press of lips. The sort of kiss couples share all the time; the sort they had shared in front of friends on dozens of occasions already in their brief time as a "couple."

In fact, if asked later about this kiss, neither would be able to recall it. The only notable thing about the kiss was its benchmark for their relationship, a fact which neither of them would realize until they'd already forgotten about the event.

They'd never shared a kiss without an audience before.

[cass1x1]

[ LICK ] for ryan/liz

@kimsgoeun

[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

They had made it a habit of sorts, these late-night, after-party Shake Shack runs. After that first night, that awful date that had set their little relationship in motion, it had always just seemed to be a touchstone for their relationship. Something they could return to and remember what they were doing. Or that was how it had seemed, to Ryan. He'd appreciated the routine of it. He'd also appreciated the way it reminded him that Liz was his friend. Whatever weird shit happened when they were playing their little charade out, she was his friend.

Tonight, however, he was off his game. Tipsy, as the waiters had been quick to refill his wine in such a way that he didn't know exactly how many he'd had. Warm, because it had been a beautiful night and that bolstered him. And energized from the success of it all. Ryan was uncharacteristically buoyant, and that made him careless. "Tonight went so well," he was saying. A surefire way to ruin a night.

"Mm-hmm," Liz answered, still mostly focused on her milkshake. She popped the top off and used her straw to flick out some of the whipped cream off the top, and that was where the trouble started.

See, sober--both in the sense of "serious" and "not drunk"--Ryan wouldn't have noticed the action, or if he'd noticed it, he wouldn't have thought on it. Licking up whipped cream was a normal thing everyone did. But in his buoyant state, he forgot. Not that he forgot that it was normal, but he forgot that he wasn't actually with Liz. That it wasn't real.

He watched her lick off the whipped cream, and his off-kilter brain went that's my woman in an absurd, slightly aroused way that simply would not have happened if he'd had both feet firmly planted on earth. "You're really--" He didn't say hot because even impaired, it felt so objectifying. Instead, he halted at the word, seeking one that would explain his feelings. When he settled on, "appealing," and heard himself say it, he knew right away that Liz would find a weak link in his mind here.

She laughed, and scooped a little more whipped cream up, this time making a show of licking it. Ryan watched, transfixed, and began to realize his mistake. "Appealing, huh? Is that the best you can do?"

[cass1x1]

✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ all of themmmm

SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP.

is that 2 each? i'm going to assume it's 2 each or i'll be here for 20000 years writing headcanons

adrian/sage

sage's ex-fiance left her the ring (it was cheap and he just wanted to be rid of her) but adrian gets her a ring eventually anyway. he says it's to make this seem more real but we all know the real reason...

sage starts tucking little notes into the books he's reading but since he reads so many she doesn't always know which one/ones he'll see first so she puts a little code on them so she can keep track

astrid/zara

the first time astrid had a vision that they were able to prevent involving zara was actually in person. they just happened to be at the store (definitely not trying to figure out if it would come true or not) and ran into zara at the exact moment where they could pull her away from the falling sign

because zara is a celebrity, once they do start going out, they agree to try to hide astrid's identity for a little while so they can have privacy. they both blow it pretty much immediately though

chan yeol/jae

there's one (1) girl jae thinks is good enough for chan yeol of the ones he is forced to go on dates with, but it turns out she's not interested either and jae finds that Proof in some way

once he's comfortable/secure that he's not gonna get fired, jae starts slipping little meetings or briefings into yeol's schedule with people who could actually improve the world in hopes that yeol accidentally greenlights one of their ideas without knowing he's been set up

charlotte/victoria

after the wedding, victoria lingers back home/near charlotte for an extra week before going back to california because she's not ready to face her real life yet

when they dated the first time around, they used to go to really pretentious museums and stuff like that because they both thought the other one liked it, oops

elizabeth/ryan

their original plan/contract includes a breakup date

elizabeth starts keeping clothes (work outfits mostly) at ryan's place way before the first time they have sex because they go back to his place just to hang out more often than they go to hers

ethan/noah

movies are one of the kinds of "dates" they can go on where they can hide well, but they also do a speakeasy in downtown that none of their friends like

they do eventually make friends with the other person being cheated on (barry's other bf's bf) and have a little circle of "fuck barry tho"

julian/wynter

after their first kiss, wynter pretty much avoids julian until he gives her a sign that she didn't mess things up between them

their moms have absolutely no idea they're together until they tell them. charlotte, on the other hand, knows right away

miles/sonia

when sonia graduates, miles takes her on a li'l vacation to celebrate (idk where he'd take her but it's super cute regardless)

sonia never sabotages any of miles's dates but one of her coworkers (who works in the kitchen) DEFINITELY purposefully makes worse food for the date because she's rooting for sonia/miles from day 1

linette/wren

before wren figures out who linette is/why a hit's been taken out on her, she tries really, really hard to hide who she is from him. not because she knows who/what he is or anything, just like...it's so nice for someone to seem like they're taking an interest in her that's not about her ex

wren audits a few of her lessons (for recon reasons i assume) and linette becomes really determined to figure out what kind of art he likes

[cass1x1]

[TEXT] - i will not hesitate to strangle you (liz/ryan)

[11:15am] You might hesitate a little [11:16am] Even if it's just long enough to figure out how to cover your tracks [11:16am] And let's be real, in that moment you'd realize I wasn't worth the hassle or jailtime [11:17am] Plus if you strangle me who will reach the high shelves? Check mate

[cass1x1]

[ hold ] for ryan/liz

@kimsgoeun

[ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them.

Ryan's eyes flickered back and forth between documents. Normally, he was not prone to anxiety, but he simply couldn't reconcile the documents with--

"Hey." Elizabeth's voice snapped through his consciousness--clearly her intent, based on how frustrated her tone of voice was. Ryan didn't turn to look at her, but he did make a grunt of acknowledgement so she at least knew he heard her. It was, apparently, not enough. He heard her stepping closer, but it wasn't until he felt her cold fingers trace from his jaw to his ears, hands cupping his face and turning him toward her, that he understood what she was doing.

His fingers were still curled around the papers, but they no longer seemed to be grasping his entire mental capacity. Elizabeth's thumb made a path along his cheekbone as she held his gaze there for a few moments, and instead of thinking about the brief he'd have to write or the way this threw a wrench into the case, Ryan only had one thought.

Her eyes are absolutely beautiful.

[kimsgoeun]

♫ five times my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time it maybe is. (either of our two fake dating ships)

@cass1x1

i.

She's leaning against him on the couch. His knuckles brush against her shoulder, an arm thrown lazily around her. It's comfortable. Nothing anything out of the ordinary considering it's a Tuesday and they're both doing their own thing--just in the same vicinity.

Scrolling through her phone, a message appeared over her notifications. A text from Ryleigh. [ Got plans? Want to go a bar with me? ] Liz considers it for a second until Ryan asks if he should order take-out for them if she's staying over.

[ Sorry. With Ryan. 👏 ]

It doesn't take long for her friend to text back: [ Boo. Ditching a friend for a date 😑 ] Habit has her nearly texting back that it isn't a date, but that would blow their cover.

How could it be a date when they do this all the time?

ii.

Their parents have long since left the event. Some other dinner they had to attend across town. It leaves the pair of them, thankfully, out of their parents' watchful eyes (maybe more so hers than his).

She let's out an elated sigh. "Thank god. These things blow." The only upside is getting to wear a fun dress--a dress her mother claims was a tad (okay, highly) inappropriate for a function such as this. "I say we leave and find something more enjoyable to do."

Just as Liz is about to walk off, Ryan grabs her hand to stop her. "Let's have one dance first."

"What?" she whines, frowning heavily. "No, come on. I suck at that stuff." Gyrating and bumping along to some fast-paced song, yes. Slow dancing? Doing some sort of waltz? Nope.

He pleads his case. "--So we both look stupid, who cares. It'll be fun."

It only causes her to roll her eyes, but she relents. "When I step on both your feet, you're not allowed to complain." He grins and they make their way onto the dancefloor.

She's mostly staring at her feet, trying to remember all the stupid dance lessons her parents had put her through at one point in her life. Huffs in annoyance every time she missteps, only for Ryan to chuckle near her ear.

"Relax, Lizzie, it's not like our parents are watching."

They aren't, that's true. And without them around, Liz knows what it must look like--what they must look like. Like they're actually dating and this is some kind of date.

But just because they're the only pair to be having some ounce of fun, it doesn't mean it's a date.

iii.

Ryan appears out of nowhere and slips an arm over her shoulder protectively. "Everything okay, Liz?" There's some relief in having Ryan now at her side, but she's still glaring.

They glance at the pair of them hesitantly in consideration. It doesn't last long though. The shift from awkwardness to pompous asshole is quick, especially when it's clear he wants to save face. "I didn't realize you're here with someone," he grimaces.

"And why exactly would I feel the need to share that with you?" Liz shoots back. People like him are the exact reason she doesn't attempt more than meaningless hook-ups. Having someone act as if they're entitled to her time irritates her to no end.

"Considering I didn't think you knew how to be out on a date with someone without it being the middle of the night, I'm just surprised you still have your clothes on."

She bristles at the insult, but it's nothing in comparison to the anger Liz feels radiating off of Ryan in that second. He beats her to saying something scathing in return. "I suggest you walk away now before it's too late." His tone is cold and threatening. Not something she's used to hearing from him, but it's enough to get them back off. Hopefully it's the last she's seeing of him again.

Liz turns towards Ryan. "Well thanks for the assist--told you I had shit taste," she jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood. It doesn't seem to bode well with him though as he glances at her exasperatedly. She pats him on the chest reassuringly. "It's all good. You were super menacing--very cool by the way--but you can go back to whatever you were doing before."

He shakes his head. "I'll stick around in case he comes back."

"He won't. It's fine."

Ryan shrugs. "I don't mind being your date."

She rolls her eyes half-heartedly. "I don't need a date to protect me." But she doesn't object further when he does, in fact, stick around.

iv.

"If we're both going, do you want to go together?

She shrugs. "Sure." Her brow lifts in question, a sly smile on her lips. "Does that mean I don't have to shell out Uber money?"

Ryan rolls his eyes and chuckles, "I will even throw in getting dinner beforehand."

"Ooh, well don't I feel special now," she grins, placing a hand over her heart.

"You have a very low bar for dates, Liz."

He says it jokingly, but the comment still sticks with her--the date part anyway, she could at least agree that her bar is pretty low. But then again, it isn't as if she's really a 'take out on a date' kind of girl. She replies without thinking much about it. "Well it's not like it's an actual date, so it's not like we gotta point out my obvious flaws, Ry."

Liz laughs and he smiles back, but there's a look on his face for a second that takes her aback. "What?" she asks.

He shakes his head, the momentary expression gone from his face as if it wasn't there at all. "It's nothing--so where do you want to eat? I think there's a burger place on the way."

She stares at him for a second, considers prodding further, but drops it. There isn't really a point, is there? Back to normal conversation it goes then. "Yeah, that's fine. Should I meet you here or you gonna pick me up from mine?"

v.

It's her unfortunate luck when she runs into her dad just as she's left the coffeeshop with her orders in hand. The obligation to stop and chat isn't what Liz wants to do, especially if it means the coffee cooling off, but better to appease her dad now than be stuck with a lecture later.

"You missed lunch with your mother and I last week, Elizabeth. I'm sure you have a suitable excuse."

"Oh, well, you know. Busy... With things," she hems.

His brow lifts, unimpressed with her answer (as always), but he doesn't immediately address it. Instead he notes the drinks in her hand. "Off to meet someone? I'm assuming it isn't a business meeting, since that wouldn't be an appropriate exchange."

"Yeah, no. I mean, yes, I am meeting someone... And since I shouldn't let their coffee get cold, I should probably--"

"--A coffee date then?"

Her eyes nearly bug out at hearing her dad's response. "Wha--No, it's--"

He interrupts her again. "So you're not meeting Ryan then?"

Liz isn't sure how to respond to that. Technically, yes, she is meeting Ryan, but it isn't a coffee date, as her dad eloquently labeled. "Bringing Ryan some coffee doesn't make it a date." She's not about to explain the difference between a date and just stopping by.

"But you are going to see Ryan." He warms at that--seemingly happy that his daughter is seeing Ryan (and not doing some scandalous most likely).

She rolls her eyes. "Yes, dad, I am going to go see Ryan."

He nods approvingly, tells her he doesn't want to keep her any longer then. "Make sure to tell Ryan I say hello, Elizabeth. Your mother and I want to have dinner with the two of you sometime next week. Make sure to keep your schedule open."

She only sighs once his back has turned and she's left on her own on the sidewalk once more. The conversation wasn't as nearly bad as she had thought it would go, but speaking to either of her parents always left some tension in her shoulders.

Her phone rings as she tries to shake it off. It's Ryan. She answers without greeting. "Yes, yes. I have your coffee. Had a run-in with my father, so you know, you better appreciate this coffee I'm bringing over.

vi.

She catches his eye across the room. A smile brightens over his face and she grins in return. Watches as he heads over to her, saying his hellos as he passes by others. Even if she's seen him only minutes ago, Liz cannot help but give him another once over. Noticing, he smirks.

He's in front of her in no time. A arm slips around her waist, hand resting on her lower back. His mouth is beside her ear, leaning down to whisper, "All of the inappropriate staring is going to get someone in trouble."

Liz feigns offense as he pulls back to meet her gaze. "Are you trying to say I'm going to get you in trouble? From staring? Seems to me like you're giving me a lot of credit here, Ry." He nudges her playfully, causing her to laugh. Crossing her heart dramatically, she adds, "I promise to be on my best behavior."

"Well you don't have to go that far," he jokes. "It'd be a boring date if we suddenly decided to be on our best behavior."

Liz only rolls her eyes and says, "As if our dates would ever be boring." Usually this is the moment she adds in some offhand comment about it not really being a date-date, but she doesn't. And if Ryan notices, he doesn't say. But they both smile nonetheless.

Ryan raises a brow. "You think so?"

"I do happen to like you, so yeah." Which is true. Though she doesn't think she's really admitted that to him in some kind of traditional, confessional way. But Liz is starting to think she should. Especially since these so-called "dates" are something she's starting to look forward to... So maybe the idea of this, even if it is some work function she's attending as Ryan's plus one and they're technically in a fake relationship, wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to consider an actual date.

[kimsgoeun]

“is there someone else?” (elizabeth/ryan)

@cass1x1

She's caged against the wall by him. Arms on either side, his face leaned in close to hear him beyond the music blaring in the room behind them. It's a smart plan, really. Ryan has her complete attention. Distracted attention, but she's distracted by him and his closeness rather than something, someone, else.

His eyes are serious, but they dart down to her lips. Apparently they're both a little distracted--Elizabeth blames the rounds of shots they've drank prior. Arms snaking around his neck, she's more than ready to give in to her impulse to jump his bones right then and there, when he interrupts.

"Is there someone else?"

She blinks, arms still around him. That is not what she's expecting to hear. Her brow lifts curiously. "Why would you think that?"

The answer doesn't lift the look from his face. If anything, his eyes narrow even more. "That's not a no."

"It's not a yes either," she shrugs. A childish response, yes, but she doesn't understand why Ryan cares. Care now anyway. The last thing she wants to think about it is whether or not there's other people involved in this equation.

Ryan huffs, brows crinkling. There's a silence that follows, his gaze burrowing into hers. She bristles at it. The conversation seems very unlike them. Rolling her eyes, her arms slip off of him and she leans back against the wall. Puts what feels like some needed space between them even if it isn't much. "Well is there for you?" she asks instead. She doesn't care if he is, but she doesn't appreciate the questioning as if she's doing something wrong.

"No."

"Okay. Well there isn't for me either." He gives her an incredulous look and she glares in return. "What? I'm not. What's the point in asking me if you're not going to believe me?"

Finally his expression softens. "No, I believe you." The tension between them instantly dissolving once the words have left his mouth.

Elizabeth lets out a long-winded sigh. "Okay. So we're good now? Or do you have more questions for me you're just dying to know the answer to? Might as well ask me now while you got me cornered."

His lips quirks up in a smile. Leans into her space just a little bit more and shakes his head that he doesn't. Her head tilts up to stare admonishingly. "You sure? No questions about how many people I've slept with? Where I see this going in a couple of months? Whether or not I've buried a body or something equally awkward and invasive?" To anyone else, Liz sounds offended, but she isn't. If anything, it's only because it's coming from Ryan that she isn't upset (more upset, anyway).

[kimsgoeun]

“ it’s — getting a bit out of hand now. ” (ryan/elizabeth)

@cass1x1

They break apart for a second when he says it between labored breaths. Her fingers pause at the buttons of his shirt and glances up at him through heavy lashes. Ryan stares back, breath heavy against her cheek. But it's the look on his face that gets her to reconsider for a split second.

"Wha--Seriously?"

He nods and she exhales dramatically. Her gaze remains fixed on him thoughtfully when something occurs to her. A nice friend would definitely stop and have a conversation, assuage his concerns so they could go back to ripping each other's clothes off, but while she definitely is Ryan's friend, she definitely isn't all that nice.

Purposely, she plucks at the rest of his shirt buttons until it falls open. She drags a finger over his exposed chest, down towards his lower abdomen. Smirks when he shudders at the action, a low groan emitting from the back of his throat.

Liz leans up towards him until her lips are next to his ear. "See, I'd believe you more if your hands weren't still on my ass, Ry."

[kimsgoeun]

[ text ] on a scale of 1-10, how upset would you be if I don’t show up ? (ryan/elizabeth)

@cass1x1

[ elizabeth » ryan 6:45pm ]: are you being serious right now? [ elizabeth » ryan 7:05pm ]: omg you are being serious!!!! [ elizabeth » ryan 7:05pm ]: I AM OBVIOUSLY A 1 RYAN [ elizabeth » ryan 7:06pm ]: 💀💀💀💀 [ elizabeth » ryan 7:30pm ]: you better make it up to me!!!! 😡

[kimsgoeun]

[ VENTURING ] for receiver to start teasing sender by brushing their hand between their thighs or across their chest to see how they react. (ryan/elizabeth)

@cass1x1

It bothers her that he isn't distracted by her. Not that he needs to be, it's not like this was real and she's into him like that, but it still does in fact bother her.

Slightly.

Maybe it's because she's used to having someone chase her. Or maybe it's because she's not to using to having to still see someone after she's slept with them. But she knows it's partially because it's Ryan and trying to figure out this side of him is actually a little fun.

Elizabeth sits besides him in some diner booth across from someone she's already forgotten the name of. Something generic and obviously forgettable that starts with a J. John? Jason? It's someone friends with Ryan, or works with Ryan, one of the two, but all she knows is that this J-Something is incredibly boring and has been talking about his job for the last twenty minutes.

She might as well not even be there with all of their back and forth. The only thing keeping her from leaving is the fact that she'd chosen to sit on the inside part of the booth.

She'll know better next time.

Her phone's long dead when she glances over at Ryan. He seems to be paying attention well enough. Interested. Engaged. It's slightly charming, or would be, if she wasn't so bored. Or if the attention was at least on her.

She'd know better next time.

Oh.

Sidling up to him, her leg presses against his. Ryan gives her a sidelong glance and Elizabeth smiles up at him innocently enough. Nothing to see here, she conveys. She slips a hand onto his thigh once he's settled back on the conversation.

Propping her head on her hand, she watches his face. Nothing's amiss until she brushes it along the inseams of his pants and he momentarily tenses. A furtive look is thrown in her direction. Elizabeth raises her brow questioningly. Is something wrong? She does it again, intentions clearer - she's doing it on purpose.

Ryan clears his throat mid-sentence. Tension that hadn't been there before slowly creeps into his body language and she can tell his attention is now divided. Her hand creeps further up. A smile grows on her lips when she realizes she's gotten some reaction out of him.

It must be a godsend when their lunchmate coincidentally excuses himself to use the restroom, or at least one for Ryan--she found the conversation much more amusing now. Ryan grabs her hand, stopping her movements, but doesn't remove it from his leg.

He leans towards her, voiced hushed and a little strained. "What are you trying to do?"

She shrugs. "Keeping myself entertained, obviously."

At least for the time being, Liz could be satisfied that he's a little distracted by her.