#rico sauve

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𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾 𝙰𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙰𝚂 𝚇 𝙵𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 - 𝚅𝙸𝙲𝙴 (2)

: ̗̀➛𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙾𝙲

: ̗̀➛𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Tensions are still high between Raven and Armando but will a turn in events and some insight from Mike shake some things up for them.

: ̗̀➛𝙰𝙽: Hey friends!! First things first, thanks for all the love and support! Also, this one is kinda long / filler because I need things to start shaking and moving in part 3. ENJOY!

Armando and Raven found themselves staring daggers at each other just outside of Rita's office. They sat on opposite couches looking like mirrors of the other.

Arms crossed, posture tense, brows furrowed.

After hearing about the little mishap, Rita called in the head of Vice. Initially it was thought to be an argument bound to happen on the basis of professional courtesy and letting someone know about any investigations being held in case something like this were to happen; but, from the looks of it their conversation was rather calm.

The tension was coming from outside the office. "So, you're the guy who was on the run, huh? How'd you manage to get in here, I thought you were highly dangerous." She spoke the last statement with a taunting tone. "Still highly dangerous. You wanna test that? Be my guest." A smirk present on his face, which only caused Raven to rise right along with him.

"Yo, this is your last time threatening me, Rico Sauve." She held to fingers up pointing in the face of the male in front of her. "No, you're tough right, you wanted to test me so let's test it." Armando was not the type to hit a woman, but honestly something about Raven set a fire off inside of him. She reminded him way too much of someone, it was insufferable.

"Damn Mike, she act like you." Marcus laughed while the two older men approached the bickering pair. "Well hell, I mean they both act like you. You sure you didn't have another kid with a fairy in Never Never Land or something? I mean, you already got the witch."

No matter what, Marcus would not let go of reminding everyone that Mike got tangeled up with that evil ass witch.

Raven's head jerked back. She quickly glanced between the two of them. She'd known that Armando was a fugitive, but no one filled her in on the fact that he was Mike's son. "Well, that makes sense. He's a drug dealer and you dress like one." She began to laugh before she could fully finish the statement.

Marcus began to laugh at the younger woman's words as well. Extending his hand for a high five that she cheerfully returned. When he glanced at Mike seeing his blank expression, he began to cough as if he wasn't just having a good ole chuckle. "I'm not a drug dealer." Armando's voice this time was tamer but there was still an edge to it.

A short silence fell between the four of them before Rita and Mario, the head of vice exited the office. "Rae, you're going to be working with AMMO for a while."

"What?!" Both her and Armando shouted looking at the heads of their teams. "Mario, I'm not going with them-- I wanna stay on vice." "And you are still on Vice, Raven. Rita and I were talking, and it looks like we've been on to the same guy for a while now. He's got his hands in all types of shit that we've had mutual investigations into. So, you'll be working together instead of separately." Armando and Raven looked at each other before looking back at those in front of them.

"No." They spoke in stubborn unison.

Raven begrudgingly trudged up the path to the private plane they were boarding. Not only had she still been placed with AMMO but now they were on their way to Puerto Rico. From what they could put together, plus a few tips from a reliable source, they were certain their guy would be there, and he had something big coming.

Raven and Armando hadn't spoken to each other since their argument at the station. Ever since she'd call him a drug dealer, he'd been full blown ignoring her and quieter than normal. She kinda missed arguing with him.

"Hey, Raven." Mike tipped his head to her, motioning for he to sit beside him for the flight. This plane, or rather jet was big enough for everyone to have their own space, so why did he want her so close?

Nevertheless, she sat beside him. Soon, they were taking off.

"Hey, so uh. I know you and Armando aren't the best of friends, but can you not call him a drug dealer?" His voice was low while they spoke, by now everyone had fallen asleep. She also had a feeling that he was about to tell her something he didn't want anyone else to hear.

"I mean, he can be a little rough around the edges. But if we're being honest, hell.. So can you." He shifted in his seat, fully turning his attention to her. "He's trying, you know. He didn't have the best upbringing, got dealt a really shitty hand at life. I wasn't any help; his mother wasn't either. So, just cut 'em a little slack. I think if you two chilled out, you'd see you have more in common than not."

With that, Mike turned forward, laying his head back to rest his eyes. "Just think about it." And that's exactly what she did for the remainder of the flight, if Armando would be cool with her, she'd be cool with him.

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Sabotage (2023)

Titre original: How to Blow Up a Pipeline Date de sortie: 2023-04-07|(104 min) Genres: Crime,Drama,Thriller Qualités: 720p – 1080p

Synopsis:A crew of young environmental activists execute a daring mission to sabotage an oil pipeline.

Sabotage is a 2023 American superhero film based on the Marvel Comics character Black Panther. Produced by Marvel Studios and distributed by Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, it is the sequel to Black Panther (2018) and the 30th film in the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU). Directed by Ryan Coogler, who co-wrote the screenplay with Joe Robert Cole, the film stars Letitia Wright, Lupita Nyong'o, Danai Gurira, Winston Duke, Florence Kasumba, Dominique Thorne, Michaela Coel, Tenoch Huerta, Martin Freeman, and Angela Bassett. In the film, the leaders of Wakanda fight to protect their nation in the wake of King T'Challa's death.

Ideas for a sequel began after the release of Black Panther in February 2018. Coogler negotiated to return as director in the following months, and Marvel Studios officially confirmed the sequel's development in mid-2019. Plans for the film changed in August 2020 when Black Panther star Chadwick Boseman died from colon cancer, with Marvel choosing not to recast his role of T'Challa. Other main cast members from the first film were confirmed to return by that November, and the title was announced in May 2021. Production initially took place from late June to early November 2021, in Atlanta and Brunswick, Georgia, as well as around Massachusetts, before a hiatus to allow Wright to recover from an injury sustained during filming. Production resumed by mid-January 2023 and wrapped in late March in Puerto Rico.

Sabotage premiered at the El Capitan Theatre and the Dolby Theatre in Hollywood on October 26, 2023, and was released in the United States on November 11, 2023, as the final film in Phase Four of the MCU. The film received positive reviews from critics, who praised the cast's performances (particularly Wright's, Huerta's, and Bassett's), emotional weight, Coogler's direction, action sequences, musical score, and tribute to Boseman.

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Queen Ramonda, Shuri, M’Baku, Okoye and the Dora Milaje fight to protect their nation from intervening world powers in the wake of King T’Challa’s death. As the Wakandans strive to embrace their next chapter, the heroes must band together with the help of War Dog Nakia and Everett Ross and forge a new path for the kingdom of Wakanda.

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[librabae]

Meet 

Reggie “RJ’ Davis

Age: 18

Sign Leo

Rj is the only son of Niva and Reginald Davis. 

He just graduated from Copperdale with full honors. He is currently planning to go the college. Weighing his options between both Howard and Clark universities. 

Rj is a definitely ladies man. Real Rico Sauve. Being raised by a Columbian mother and a black father from GA. He has the best of both words. But at times those worlds clash from time to time.

 He is currently juggling several girlfriends. Although theres only one whose real got his heart. With a feeling like no other. He must make the ultimate decision and break some hearts. Can he withstand the test of time or in this case hearts?

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Ja Starling Girl, le premier long métrage de la scénariste-réalisatrice Laurel Parmet, propose deux tâches difficiles et facilement confuses. Premièrement, trouver le bon équilibre tonal pour une relation sexuelle séparée par l'âge et l'autorité - dans ce cas, une romance enivrante et transgressive entre Jem Starling (Eliza Scanlen), 17 ans, et son pasteur de 28 ans, d'une beauté brusque. Owen (Lewis Pullman, fils de l'acteur Bill). Et le second, représentant une communauté religieuse insulaire - un groupe de chrétiens fondamentalistes dans le Kentucky actuel - avec suffisamment de spécificité et d'acuité émotionnelle pour combler le fossé avec les téléspectateurs qui trouveront un tel endroit opaque, sans rapport ou peut-être même incroyable.Parfois, je pense à la critique de mourir – Daisy Ridley sauve presque un drame frustrantLire la suiteParmet réussit plus sur le premier que sur le second. The Starling Girl, ancrée par une performance hérissée du toujours solide Scanlen, est à son meilleur lorsqu'elle se penche sur le suspense combustible d'une adolescente entrevoyant ses propres instincts - pour l'honnêteté, pour l'autonomie et le plus menaçant pour le plaisir. C'est finalement moins le portrait d'une relation toxique – ce n'est pas le ton de la connexion d'Owen et Jem ici – qu'une bataille familière de la foi et des sentiments, de l'intuition contre l'endoctrinement, de la fine ligne entre le péché et le sublime.Coup d'œil par coup d'œil, Jem est invariablement attiré par Owen sur fond de conservatisme honteux. Les deux premiers se reconnectent dans une cage d'escalier à l'extérieur de l'église – Jem en larmes morveuses après qu'un autre membre de la congrégation ait réprimandé son contour de soutien-gorge visible; Owen, récemment revenu d'un séjour missionnaire à Porto Rico, fait l'objet de commérages sur les raisons pour lesquelles lui et sa femme (Jessamine Burgum) n'ont pas encore d'enfants. C'est le fondamentalisme chrétien de type Duggar - jupes longues et épaules couvertes, pas d'associations sociales en dehors de l'église et pas de culture laïque.Le décor mielleux de l'été du Sud, captivé par le directeur de la photographie Brian Lannin, semble expansif d'une manière que l'avenir social et émotionnel de Jem ne fait pas. Le jour, elle s'évade dans la pratique de la danse et les balades à vélo en solo au crépuscule, l'air épais d'humidité et de grillons (les personnages dégoulinent de sueur à plusieurs reprises, coïncidant souvent avec une fusion du contrôle). La nuit, elle expérimente la masturbation et maudit sa main pécheresse. Un après-midi, sa mère (Wrenn Schmidt) et son père (Jimmi Simpson), strictement dévots, un ancien musicien laïc et toxicomane dont le rétablissement est étroitement lié à la foi, l'informent qu'il est temps pour elle de courtiser le frère douloureusement protégé d'Owen, Ben (Euphoria's Austin Abrams), et c'est tout.Eliza Scanlen : "Avant de faire Little Women, j'avais encore très peur"Lire la suiteJem rechigne et négocie – il n'est jamais ennuyeux de regarder Scanlen, notamment de la renommée de Sharp Objects et Little Women, jouer un personnage dont le feu intérieur se frotte avec sa politesse savante, et dont la luxure est fondamentalement indiscernable d'une curiosité cruciale pour le monde. C'est là que le casting devient délicat. Scanlen, qui a 24 ans, a une telle maîtrise de l'innocence imprudente et presque sournoise qu'elle peut encore réussir un lycéen, mais à peine. Dans un autre film, elle et Pullman, qui a 29 ans, pourraient jouer des amoureux simples. L'année dernière, Sundance Palm Trees and Power Lines a réussi à équilibrer à la fois le magnétisme et la grossièreté d'une relation entre une jeune fille de 17 ans et un homme de 34 ans en grande partie grâce au casting de la véritable adolescente Lily McInerny, qui avait l'air crédible son âge – comme dans, plus enfant que femme, scandaleusement jeune.The Starling Girl parvient à contourner la question de la crédulité en définissant la relation centrale comme moins toxique que désespérée.

Pullman joue habilement Owen comme un peu un Peter Pan avec une psyché visiblement fracturée. Ses instincts sont naissants et puissants ; il a été tellement rabougri par la honte qu'il ressemble à celui d'un adolescent. Le film de 116 minutes joue, mais intentionnellement, comme une connexion authentique mais profondément imparfaite, dont l'inadéquation est surpassée par les attentes impitoyables infligées par leur communauté. Quand il prend sa virginité sur la banquette arrière d'une voiture, dans une scène savamment mise en scène qui se concentre sur son frisson et sa déception, cela semble à la fois douloureusement adolescent et inquiétant. Il ne peut concevoir son plaisir ; elle paiera bien sûr.Parmet maintient une emprise ferme sur cette relation glissante tout au long de son parcours voué à l'échec, moins sur leur monde – si les règles sont si strictes et les commérages si épais ici, comment ces deux-là pourraient-ils plausiblement s'en tirer avec du temps ensemble ? Un complot parallèle impliquant la descente de son père dans l'alcoolisme motive Jem à se méfier encore plus de son monde rigide, mais culmine dans des enjeux inutilement élevés. La rédemption de l'acte final semble presque gratuite dans sa description de la cruauté émotionnelle de sa famille et de sa communauté. La conclusion est, heureusement, convenablement sous-estimée; Scanlen peut dépeindre des kilomètres de croissance émotionnelle en quelques minutes. Les films de cette variété délicate dépendent souvent de la performance centrale, et entre ses mains, cela fonctionne la plupart du temps. The Starling Girl fait sa première au festival du film de Sundance et cherche à être distribué

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Legacies: S2E5

Alright, folks, let’s get one thing claro: I’ve been thirsting for Hope and Lizzie to be besties since the pilot when Lizzie called homegirl “Despair”. This line cemented Lizzie’s place in my heart as HBIC (Hope stans don’t @ me). Lizzie takes no prisoners. Never, not ever. And she absolutely proved that by calling Hope out on her savior complex/martyr syndrome.  Lizzie has always been very upfront about who she is and want she wants. Yes, she can be very rough around the edges. But she’s bold and unapologetic. She’s also one of the rare characters that we’re shown is actually learning from her experiences. Within individual episodes (outsmarting Jinn-i in season 1) and also across larger arcs (her experiences with Jinn-i prepared her to stand up to the Keeper). Compare that to Hope who is literally willing to use the same asinine tactic (sacrificing herself) to try and solve a problem.

Speaking of fun buddy cop interactions, I am so, so here for Sebastian/MG (SebG?) tomfoolery. Lizzie thinks Sebastian is this cool, Rico Suave type vampire but me thinks, deep down, he’s a dork. Seeing how easily Kaleb played him, what if he’s less of the bloodthirsty, “I hunt victims for sport old chap,” and more of the charming, womanizing grifter who got desiccated because he lost a bet or something. Needless to say, I need more. More SebG. More Hizzie. These new team-ups were so refreshing because it took characters out of their comfort zones. Forced them to think outside their, admittedly, small boxes. Hope thinks death (hers) and sacrifice (hers) are the only way to keep her loved ones safe. Lizzie shot an arrow straight through that. Literally. MG thinks compromising his morals to get to Lizzie is OK. Kaleb [INSERT SURNAME HERE] is ready to burn that foul lie to the ground. Slow clap for friends, ya’ll. They literally out here saving lives.

You know who needs some life saving? Certainly not Mr. Waithe, because, let me tell you, mans hasn’t got much of a life so far. I’ll take Rafael’s character development (are he and Jed biffies now? How are the other wolves responding to an alpha who spent the summer in the doghouse?) over Hafael. Hands down. Besides his loyalty to Landon and his temper (which, grand scheme of things: not that bad--then again we wouldn’t know when mans gets less than five minutes of screen time), we know next to nothing abut him. Come through with that back story for your boy, Plec.

Nobody wants to be second best, least of all, Josie. I’m willing to bet that she seeks out Freya for help on how to use black magic to restore her everyone’s memories of Hope. Endgame? Probably Landon. Maybe Josie wants to see who he chooses when the board's even?

So what’s happening here with Vardouchemus and Clarke? Are they the same person? Not going to lie. I’m struggling to care. They’re both so monologuey that I find it hard to care what they’re up to. Then again, Malivore hasn’t really struck the level of fear and concern in me that a season villain should. It’s one thing if Clark/Vardouchemus were kidnapping students and feeding them to the pit; or if Malivore was possessing Landon and using him as a sleeper agent. The stakes would be higher. I’d be more invested. But they’re not and I’m not.

[simdoughnut]

Mandatory Temple Completion Celebration Dance.  The Locals say it’s a tradition.  (more on the temple run tomorrow).

[chillydownhere2]

Miss ya dude! 😘

Now that you got my attention… What’s Up?, His name is Rico Sauce..

[itsuwuru]

❝ 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 ❞  ◌⭒˒ ˎˊ  this render took ages to actually finish but i’m happy it’s done. very proud of how it looks and how the red with the blue gives off a magma-ish color? like, i suck at explaining, but it’s the lighting. the lighting slaps in this.

[prophetic-hijinks]

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Prequel: superstitions and traditions

1: Totally Smitten x

2: Head over heels and three sheets to the wind x

3: Love and Cardio x

4: Keeping track of Bruno is not a walk in the park

5: that's enough excitement for one evening

Vignette: Hangover

6: culture shock

Vignette: wanna bet?

7 pt 1: hustlin’ Love

7 pt 2: hustlin' love

8: Fanfic: Royal Pain in the Ass. Tito and Elena focus. Darker tone than the comics. But illustrates who she is as a character.

9: Tough Love

10: Chaos Ensues

11: Not according to plan

12: the songbird and the woodpecker

13: smooth. very smooth.

14: never mind, Adorable works

15: Rico Sauve he ain’t

16: Elena. Elena. Ella es Perfecta!

Vignette: First Date

17: Happy News

18: in which Bruno is terrible at first impressions.

TIO Tea

Vignette: Matchmaker Rats part 1

Vignette: Matchmaker Rats part 2

Vignette: Matchmaker Rats part 3

19: Case Study 3: Bruno continues to be bad at first impressions

20: my boyfriend is a magical dumbass

21: Questions

22: Casita is a romantic

23: Teasing

24: visions

25: onward

Promise: Fanfic

26: Yes!

Vows aka Leave room for Jesus

Vignette: matchmaker rats: relationship advice

Prophetic Vignettes aka One Shot Comics Click Here

💚 FANWORKS 💚

Au and OC art

🌶️ Hijinks after Dark minors dni

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Masterlist

started: 30/4/22

ended: 

 wlw, mlm, poly relationships are allowed !

NO: the platonic ones are only platonic!

minors DNI! if its 18+ (yes there can be smut, but again minors DNI!)

no abusive relationships (if its explaining the readers or character past then thats okay)

i wont be using “y/n” i will either be using reader or if it a boy/man reader then “M/n”

Marvel

bruce banner

doctor strange

wanda maximoff

pietro maximoff

helmut zemo

loki odinson

thor odinson

peter quill

sprite (mostly platonic)

tony stark

ikaris

sersi

druig

makkari

howard stark

peggy carter

steve rogers

bucky barnes

yelena belova

shang-chi

and more!

the vampire diares

damon salvatore

stefan salvatore

matt donovan

tyler lockwood

bonnie bennet

enzo st john

kai parker

caroline forbes

elena gilbert

jeremy gilbert

vicky donovan

katherine pierce

the mikaelsons

alaric saltzman

victorious

tori vega 

jade west

beck oliver

trina vega 

cat valentine

andre harris

robbie shapiro

Z nation

10k

addison carver 

dj qualls

st claire

cassandra

Twilight

alice cullen

emmet cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

edward cullen

carlise cullen

esme cullen

bella swan

jacob black

seth clearwater

leah clearwater

sam uely

embry call

Quil ateara

paul lahote

alec volturi

jane volturi

demetri volturi

felix volturi

mike newton

spiderwick chronicles

simon grace

jared grace

mallory grace

descendents

ben

mal

carlos

chad

doug

evie

harry

audrey

jane

jay

harry potter

ron weasley

the twins

bill weasley

percy weasley

ginny wealsey

harry potter

james potter

lily evans

sirius black

remus lupin

tom riddle

neville longbottom

luna lovegood

cho chang

cedric diggory

viktor krum

hermione granger

draco malfoy

goyale

crabbe

pansy parkinson

adrain pucey

oliver wood

Teen beach movie

seacat

giggles

brady

tanner

mack

butchy

rascal

the goonies 1985

brandon walsh

mikey walsh 

data

mouth

andy

chunk (only platonic)

stef

euphoria

rue bennett

maddy perez

cassie howard

fezco

ashtray (only platonic)

nate jacobs

mkay

lexi howard

stranger things

mike wheeler

dustin henderson

steve harrington

eleven

billy hargrove

max mayfield

nancy wheeler

jonathan byers

will byers

lucas sinclair

robin buckley

erica sinclair (platonic)

Season 4:

henry creel (001/vecna)

eddie munson

jason carver

patrick McKinney

rappers

2pac

eminem

biggie smalls

cheaper by the dozen 2003

charlie baker

lorraine baker

sarah baker

henry baker

nora baker (only platonic)

hank

dylan shenk

devil all the time

arvin russell

tommy matson

lenora laferty

lee bodecker

preston teagardin

willard russell

IT 2017

bev marsh

bill denbrough

richie tozier

eddie kaspbrak

henry bowers

stanley uris

mike hanlon

reggie huggins

patrick hockstetter

victor criss

ben hanscom

Actors

johnny depp

chris evans

Arron taylor-johnson

tom welling

Many many more!

Slashers

billy loomis

brahms heelshire

chucky

stu macher

jason

micahel

freddy

pennywise

alot more that i cant fit

fear street (all of them)

deena johnson

kate schmidt

heather

 cindy berman

simon Kalivoda

samantha fraser

nick goode

ziggy berman

josh johnson

sarah fier

ruby lane

The batman

bruce wayne

selina kyle

edward nashton

gordon(platonic)

hannah montana the movie

hannah montana

lily truscott

jackson stewart

oliver oken

rico sauve

travis brody

OBX

John b 

jj maybank

kiara 

sarah cameron

rafe cameron

pope

topper

wheezie (only platonic)

ward cameron

rose cameron

barry

Noelle

noelle kringle

nick kringle

gabe kringle

jake hapman

ParaNorman

norman

courtney

alvin

mitch

divergent

beatrice prior

Tobias eaton

peter

caleb prior

eric

will

al

christina

Fresh

steve/brendan kemp

noa

ann

chad

penny

mollie

The greatest showman

anne wheeler

jenny lind

phineas taylor

phillip carlyle

charity taylor

lettie lutz

and more!

Aliens in the attic

bethany pearson

tom pearson

jake pearson

lee pearson

ricky dillman

hannah pearson (platonic)

The 100

bellamy blake

octavia blake

lincoln 

clarke griffin

monty green

jordan green

finn collins

ontari

raven reyes

lexa

murphy 

cage wallace

roan

and more!

coraline

wybie lovat

coraline jones

ghost kids (platonic)

cat (platonic)

other mother

mama mia!

sky

donna

sophie

bill anderson

sam carmichael

harry

pepper

tanya(platonic)

rosie(platonic)

The amazing world of gumball

gumball watterson

darwin watterson

penny

tobias wilson

anais watterson (platonic)

Encanto

mirable madrigal

pepa madrigal

felix madrigal

julieta madrigal

agustin madrigal

alma (platonic)

dolores madrigal

antonio (platonic)

camilo madrigal

bruno madrigal (platonic)

Turning red

jesse

tae-young

Aaron T

Aaron Z

robaire

panda mellin

priya mangal

miram Mendelsohn

devon

tyler Nguyen-Baker

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

Addison

zed 

bucky bunchan

Eliza

bonzo

bree

zoey (platonic)

Tracey

stacey

The maze runner

Thomas

Gally

Newt

 Alby

chuck (platonic)

minho

teresa

The black phone

finney blake

vance hopper

gwen blake ( platonic)

bruce yamada

billy showalter

griffin staggs

robin allerano

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[vickyvicarious]

in the 12 step job when Hardison says he and Eliot are together. I assume they were aiming for 'straight man having to play it gay' panic on Eliot's face, but it looks pretty similar to 'queer man suddenly worrying his team had picked up on that about him' panic

Gifset of the scene for reference.

Eliot's face journey in that scene is so funny. He starts out fully in his "I'm Rico Sauve, I got this" flirty mode, and when Hardison says he's with him, Eliot just glances over at him still all smug and a lil fond. They're already shoulder-to-shoulder, super comfortable body language. And then Hardison pulls back, Eliot's not really paying attention to him, until he wraps his arm into Eliot's and Eliot looks down immediately. As Hardison keeps talking, Eliot's entire body stiffens up and his face becomes drawn and he stares straight ahead at the receptionist so very clearly trying to keep himself calm.

His vacant panicked eyes, his tiny pathetic attempt at a smile... his awkward blinks and the way he bites his tongue not to react. His little snarl at the end when he's interrupted before he can put forth his own explanation.

I love the "oh shit he's onto me" panic interpretation. Also, Hardison is being awfully touchy and proprietary, he's holding Eliot's bicep, it's definitely more intimate touching than they do. I really like the interpretation where Eliot's brain is running a thousand miles a minute thinking back over every time he let his attraction to Hardison show a little, did he ever cross the line from banter to flirting, shit he definitely did, shit Hardison knows, shit shit shit he's a professional it's not like he would've done anything about it anyway, oh god--

But also, in my eyes, a big part of the reason for Eliot's whole reaction further into the scene is that Hardison is embarrassing him. He was being all charming, he was flirting, and now he's got to just stand there and go with it while Hardison implies this is all some little game to make him jealous. By doing this he's not only taking over the situation (like Eliot didn't have it handled!) but literally scolding him and yanking him around and look, if they had to play boyfriends he wouldn't've been playing the type to flirt with other people! It wasn't even needed anyway, he's charming enough to have gotten everything they needed! And maybe he could've gotten her number as well, Hardison is depriving him of a hookup later too and won't even let him try to salvage it, it's not fair.

(The third interpretation, if you headcanon that Eliot's kind of in denial about liking men too at the start of the series, is that it starts out 'straight man having to play gay' panic and then internally shifts to 'wait. hold on. wait wait wait is this awakening something in me' panic a little bit.)

[stevesharrlngtons]

Snow being shoved down the back of your coat + Roman or Mickey

@screechingexpertpruneneck & @girlinthecorner also requested this prompt for roman

Tremors from ice and anger still vibrated through you as you made your way through the lobby. The snow that had been unceremoniously pushed down the back of your coat had long melted and left your sweater and undershirt wet and sticky with condensation and sweat. The water that your clothing had soaked in had begun to freeze against your clammy skin and you were beyond the meaning of uncomfortable.

You were uncomfortable with a thick helping of rage draped over the top.

All thanks to Roman fucking Godfrey.

Your family, along with his, were in Aspen for the holiday break. Your mother and Marie Godfrey had met in college as doe eyed sorority girls, and remained close through the years as they both went on to marry high level executives. Heartbroken that their executives chose to run their companies on opposite coasts, your mothers had insisted on bi-annual joint vacations -- one in the winter and one in the summer.

Two years into the extravagant vacations, Olivia Godfrey nosed her way into the festivities. Your mother and Marie were less than pleased, but Norman had insisted it was the right thing to welcome her with open arms on the vacations. It would be good for Olivia and her two small children to have some socialization. And so, Olivia, Roman and Shelley were added to the bunch (though, not without any reservations from the two matriarchs).

The destinations varied, but they were always somewhere festive and approatite. Winter: Sweden. Summer: Hawaii. Winter: Iceland. Summer: Puerto Rico.

This year it had been decided that you all would pack up and head to Colorado for two weeks of icy December fun.

While some of your peers dreaded family vacations and time spent away from their friends, you never minded. Your father kept you happy with a credit card in hand and your mother was too busy with Marie to provoke you. You were free to shop with Letha or swap novels with Shelley, or venture out on your own in whatever new and exciting landscape you were in.

And then there was Roman.

There was always Roman.

Over the years, Roman had morphed from reluctant player in your and Letha’s fantasy realms, to cruel preteen ready to insight chaos if looked at wrong, to outrageously charming and good looking young man who knew every trick and how to use them. He hadn’t lost the glint of wonder from his childhood, or his deep seated anger from his adolescence, he had just gained a sauve charisma that was dangerous when he used it correctly (and he always did).

You and Roman had a flirtation, one that sometimes blossomed in chaste touches and charged glances; or through amorous conversation and zealous foreplay.

Each and every vacation things were the same; you and Roman resumed wherever you had last left off, just to press pause the second you boarded separate airplanes.

Sometimes you would yearn for more, when he’d send you the occasional tender text or call in search for phone sex on the off season from your vacations. But, you shooed away any lingering warmth that he quelled in your stomach as soon as you recognized it. Roman Godfrey was no good for you, no matter how delicious he tasted and how blissful it was to surrender with him.

You could only indulge so much in a good thing before the repercussions reared their ugly heads. And Roman most certainly had repercussions, and pitfalls, and isms that you hated. And with enough time spent with him, you would see them all in spades.

His immaturity. His possessiveness. His stubbornness. His short temper. His inability to apologize.

Somehow all of your least favorite traits that he possessed came out one morning before he, Letha and yourself were set to go skiing.

Bundled in thick layers of wool and cashmere, down-feathers and ski bags slung off your shoulders, you three headed out to the slopes. You had spent two semesters at a private school in Whistler when your father was sent to Canada for work, and because of this, the only one out of your little group with any ski experience. You were excited to revel in your skill and teach Letha and Roman how to make it down the hills in one piece (lots of pizza and french fries to come…). But before you all headed to the chair lifts from the resort, Letha wanted to stop for something warm to drink and a bathroom break.

“I really think you’re going to appreciate all the expertise I can offer you,” you commented to Roman as you stood in line.

He blew an indigent puff out through his nose, “I don’t think I’ll need any help.”

A grin pulled at your lips, “Roman, with your long legs, you’re going to be like a baby deer out there. You are going to need my help.”

Roman glanced down at you with an amused expression, growing his own smile at the sight of yours.

“Yeah? You think I’m gonna go up there and eat shit? Fall on my ass so you girls can laugh at me? Fat chance.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll kiss all your bruises afterwards,” your grin smooths to a smirk and you can see his eyes light with the pictures of the after hours activities you two could yourselves into.

“Next!” the barastisa called out and you and Roman removed yourselves from your bubble long enough for you to order.

Your ordered Letha’s usual (a white mocha with a splash of peppermint) your usual, along with Roman’s (a black coffee with two sugars).

You hadn’t thought the barista was flirting with you. You hadn’t thought you were being overly friendly. You didn’t even think Roman had been paying any attention at all, he had been clicking away at his phone at the time. Though, after you paid and were waiting for your drinks to be made, it was clear that any and all banter that had begun in line would not continue.

Roman’s posture was ridged, as he stood two full paces away from you. His lips in a hard line and his hands stuffed deep in his coat pockets. You wanted to ask what had happened. You wanted to ask if he was ok, if something on his phone had upset him, if he was having second thoughts out the day you and Letha had planned? But you didn’t. Roman had angled himself away from you, and was looking over his shoulder every few seconds to search for Letha.

When she returned from the restroom, you silently handed her her mocha as she naively asked what she missed. You simply shrugged and you two shared a moment of knowing eye contact that Roman was in one of his trademark moods.

With linked arms and an effort to disregard Roman’s shift, you both clenched your paper cups, and headed toward the mountain in high spirits, ready to ski.

You were beginning to feel the pleasurable surge of adrenaline and the thrill of excitement the closer you got to the chair lifts. You were buzzing with anecdotes and tips and memories from your time abroad. Letha was playing along, nodding, oh-ing and ah-ing at the right moments, and thanking you for your know-how.

You and Letha were nearing the line for the lifts and you were about to pull her aside and help her onto her skis, when you were suddenly yanked backward.

Within the lapse of a blink, Roman had gripped the collar of your coat and jerked you back with such a power and haste, that your dwindling coffee was clamped in your fist and exploded onto your gloved hand and sleeve. When he had roped you closer by your protruding collar, he then continued to take a heap of snow and shove it down your back.

The snow shocked your senses, and your skin blistered from the cold and your muscles flinched and recoiled from the temperature change.

When it was all over, Letha was horrified, Roman was laughing and you were mortified. He had made such a spectacle of his antaic, that most of the line had turned to see what had happened. Not surprising by the decibel of Roman’s laughter and your scream.

“Roman!” Letha reprimanded as she fled to your side, doing her best to wick away some of the coffee from your sleeve and the snow from your neck, “What is wrong with you?”

“What? Never had that happen with any of your fancy french ski instructors?” he bit out maliciously, still laughing, but in a forced way. He was only laughing to continue your humiliation.

“You’re such an asshole!” you screeched.

“No, I’m funny. That was funny. It’s not my fault you can’t take a joke.”

“You’re not funny, Roman,” you whipped around, almost topoling a fretting Letha as you did, “you’re just a cruel little manchild who acts out when no one is giving his tantrum any attention!”

“Yep, see,” Roman gave a patronizing grin, “Can’t take a joke.”

He looked at you with condescending eyes, and he only seemed to grow happier the angier you became.

No matter how much you had been looking forward to the excursion, you refused to spend the day with him after this pathetic stunt. You picked up your discarded ski bag and let it hit Roman hard on the shoulder as you began back down the mountain.

“Aw, come on! Aren’t you the savant? Aren’t we getting ready to watch you show off your Olympic skill? Can’t do that if you throw a bitch fit and pout!” he called after you.

You could hear Letha’s frail calls as well, but at least she knew better than to come after you. You wanted to be alone and away from anything Godfrey.

When Letha and Roman came back later in the evening, he knocked on your suit door and was greeted with silence. He called your name, he dialed your number, he texted, but was left with no response. He was sure you were just enacting your silent revenge on him for the snow incident and he decided to let you. No matter how much he was looking forward to having his hands all over you (it’s all he had been thinking about for months).

But the next day, you were still nowhere to be found. Letha had been sworn to secrecy on your whereabouts, and even she was sticking her nose up in contempt when he entered a room.

He knew that you were serious about your indignation for him and what he had done, and he was becoming restless. He was only awarded fourteen days of your time twice a year, and he liked to make the most of the moments he was allotted. There was usually a day or two you would punish him for something he had said or done, but you always caved soon enough. Roman wished he knew what was so different about this time that had destroyed your usual refractory period for his bullshit.

“You embarrassed her in front of everyone,” Shelly’s automated voice informed him on the third day of silence.

Roman himself had taken to sitting in his suite, laying in bed with a scowl and an obligatory nasty bark when anyone commented on his new hibernation.

“You always teased her but this was different. You laughed at her and belittled her. She has every right to ignore you.”

Roman knew she was right, but only rolled onto his side so his back faced his sister. He didn’t want to admit that he was wrong, he didn’t want to have to tuck his tail and apologize. Because while he had embarrassed you, fessing up to his actions would embarrass him. He didn’t do well with putting his pride aside and accepting that what he did was wrong.

But as he spent the rest of the day holed up under hotel sheets and eating fresh potato chips from room service, Roman realized that maybe it would be worth it in the end. His moment of discomfort would pay off. Swallowing his ego and apologizing would be ok if it got him back in your good graces (which he so desperately craved).

That night, everyone gathered to have a nice dinner together. “Nice” entailed thousand dollar tabs, the highest quality champagne and whiskey, caviar and prime rib, and whatever anyone desired.

Roman had arrived before you, and made sure that the seat beside himself and your mother were the only two open by the time you joined them. As mad as you were at him, you would never willingly sit next to your mother, lest you want to spend the evening being picked apart by her freshly manicured fingers.

And sure enough, when you entered oh God, had you always been that beautiful? you spotted the seating arrangement and scowled. Your step faltered briefly in front of the open chair by your mother and Roman’s heart sank, before it slowly pushed its way back to the surface as you decided against your choice and rounded the table to take your place next to him.

“You look stunning this evening,” he whispered to you as you smoothed your napkin over your lap.

“You look like a kiss ass,” you replied, curtly thanking the waiter who was currently filling your glass with wine.

“Am I not allowed to compliment you now?”

“Stop talking to me. I don’t like you.”

Roman sucked in a breath and turned back to his appetizer. This was going to be a long evening.

Roman spent the rest of the dinner slowly chipping away at your resolve; with flirty jokes, jabs at your parents, reminiscing about your shared time together, and heaps of compliments and praise. He even pulled out his nickname for you at some point.

“I love when you run your fingers on the stem of the glass like that, sweet girl.”

Roman saw you put a strained pressure on the glass as he spoke.

Even after pulling out all the stops that he could, Roman didn’t seem to be making headway with you, which he despised. There was a flurry of fear in his chest.

Had he fucked up one of the very few good things in his life because of some stupid bout of jealousy?

As the night drew on, and all the parents were fat and happy with fine food and wine, they all drunkenly dismissed the four of you to do whatever you pleased.

Letha and Shelly, who had sat on the other end of the long table from you and Roman, fled away together. Maybe in hopes to avoid the tension between the two of you, or in hopes to force you both to reconcile. Either way, it left you and Roman to walk to the elevator alone.

Taunt, uncomfortable tension lay between you both on your path to the elevator. When you got to it and pressed the button for the upper levels, you tapped your foot impatiently for it to arrive.

Roman decided to strike.

“Are you going to be mad at me forever?”

Silence.

Roman frowned, “I’m sorry, alright? Is that what you want to hear?”

Silence.

“It was -- fuck, I don’t know. I don’t know what possessed me to do it. But yeah, I just, it was wrong. I’m sorry.”

More silence. You stepped forward to press the button again.

“Jesus Christ! I’m sorry! I said it, can we just put this behind us now? I was just tugging on your pigtails or whatever moms say. That and I don’t know, immaturity of something…”

“It was all immaturity.” you finally spoke.

So, Roman decided to steer into the skid. He told himself that he was only admitting to all of this so you would blow him later, but he secretly knew that everything he said was absolutely and undoubtedly true.

“Yeah, ok, it was immaturity and the old Godfrey gene of not knowing how to grapple with emotion.”

“Letha can express her emotions quite healthily,” you countered, still refusing to look at him.

He sighed, “I think only the men in my family got it… and my mother. But she’s a whole bag of fucked up, so…”

There was another bout of silence before Roman heard you let out a breath.

“You really hurt my feelings. You embarrassed me and stained my coat.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” Roman replied, his face crestfallen.

“You tugged me back so hard that my neck was all red and rashy from the pressure and my clothes for the rest of the day.”

Roman felt despair bubble in his stomach, “Fuck, I’m so sorry sweet girl. I’m an asshole, I know that.”

“Yes, you are.”

The elevator at last opened it’s steel doors and you and Roman entered and pressed the number for your floor (Roman pressed the button before you could, in his search for forgiveness and to be gentlemanly).

As the elevator started up, Roman inched toward you until his hand rested on the hollow of your back. You didn’t flinch away, and after a moment you placed your temple to his shoulder.

He felt a feeling of overwhelming relief as he took the chance at creeping his nimble fingers toward your waist, to gain better traction to turn you into his chest. You went easily and willingly, and nuzzled your nose into the hollow of his throat in the way that he loved and longed for on lonely nights in Pennsylvania.

Roman held your waist tight with one hand and brush your hair away from your neck to trace tender lines up and down your vertebrae. He felt a tremor quake through your body and smiled. He continued his ministrations until the doors opened to reveal the floor you were both staying on.

You let Roman lead you to his suite with no hesitation and let him worship your body for a majority of the night. And later, you let him feed you ice cream in a hot tub and you let him snuggle your naked form so he could go to sleep.

Indulging in Roman Godfrey always had its bitterness, but as he laid sleepy kisses across the expanse of your skin, you thought made the sweetness was worth it.

[ddemonboy]

i got duped so hard one time by this “top” he came in all rico sauve and sounded very trade and husky voiced. and then like a week after i see his ig and this dude is in some mesh booty shorts and a thong, mesh crop top with glitter all over his body and 4 inch heels... i’m all for expression and fun but don’t play me like that lmfaooooo!!! 😩😂 im over here thinking you’re vin diesel and you’re out there all pig bottom 😭

[positivevibesuniverse]

Rico Sauve

[ibunk85]

Rico Sauve 👑

[chillypepperhothothot]

The Old Guy Speaks.. on Flickr.

14 yr old and still going. Rico Sauve..lol