#aurahype

[gainheart]

    [ text | coco ] is winter alive?     [ text | coco ] i would already know, except she’s not answering her texts. again.

she’s probably working but i’m impatient. | @aurahype

[rebellas-blog1]

     this isn’t based on a need to enforce justice. it’s simply an intervention. a means to understand why the only faunus in team cfvy has been left to the vultures to pick at, alone. the simple answer would be that they too discriminate against their faunus teammate and purposefully choose to eat lunch separate from velvet. there’s room for doubt, but too little for blake to prevent herself from marching towards the second year’s floor. after asking around a couple times, she finally manages to track down the person she seeks.

     ❝ are you velvet’s teammate? ❞ blake asks, in a way that implies she already knows the answer. 

it seems you’re quite popular. @aurahype

[ryoshan]

        “ HEY, coco. ” he knows it’s her skulking past by the scent of her body butter, and his hand reaches out in time to catch her arm. before that he’d been lying perfectly still, supposedly napping with white eyes shut, so he wouldn’t hold it against her if his sudden stirring surprised her. it’d funnier that way, giving no warning and hand darting out like a zombie in an apocalypse story. “ d’you know how to dance? ” 

                                              ——— @aurahype ♥’d for a starter!

[eristice]

coco came for winter’s hips

coco vc: win if i have to keep my glasses off you still have to eat some damn ice cream.

“ is my eating ice cream an immediate requisite to the health of our relationship? 

                                                                           ——— no, i think not. ”

unprompted / aa. / @aurahype

[ryoshan]

@aurahype

[ text | sexy bitch ] my scroll keeps auto correcting your name to cock

[sintsgi]

@aurahype​​    »    coco’s body pushes forward eagerly to rest atop blake’s & between her legs. brunette’s hands roam along the faunus’s sides & her lips trail kisses lasciviously along the top of her neck. “you are so fucking gorgeous,” coco mutters into her ear, pressing her pelvis into blake’s & hooking fingers into her partner’s beltloops to tug her hips closer still ( if that were possible ). out of breath, she stops, stares blake in the eyes with want written on expression. “please. let me make you mine.”

      &.  to  think  blake  once  shied  from  coco ‘ s  spotlight   ,   only  now  wishing  to  bask  in  it  with  utmost  greed  twisting   &.   turning  through  bloodstream  like  her  very  life  depends  on  it.  coco  had  been  one  of  nightshade ‘ s  biggest  supports  back  at  beacon   ;   whether  through  rescuing  her  from  the  vile  tongue  of  unwanted  men  on  vale ‘ s  streets   ,   to  entrusting  the  leader   &.   the  rest  of  her  team  with  a  secret  blake  barely  told  her  own   ,   to  graciously  being  the  one  to  replace  her  bow  the  moment  rich  mocha  hues  caught  glimpse  of  the  previous  one ‘ s  tattered  state   . . .  where  would  blake  be  now  if  not  for  her   ?   this  undying  confidence  that  shed  off  coco   ,   shared  with  blake  to  be  used  at  a  later  date  once  her  toxins  began  to  wither  with  the  lunar  -  lit  blossoming  of  atropa ‘ s  petals. adel   &.   belladonna  had  been  all  warm  laughter   &.   affectionate  exchanges  all  day   ;   ever  since  blake   &.   the  rest  of  her  team  settled  in  shade ‘ s  dorms   ,   formal  greetings  done   &.   over  with  so  they  may  have  a  moment  of  respite  before  the  chaos  picks  up  once  more.  gods  how  she  missed  this.  how  she  missed  coco.  i ‘ ve  never  had  to  hide  around  you.   no  secrets   ,   no  beating  around  the  bush  over  something  bakeneko  would  otherwise  keep  hidden  lock   &.   key  from  the  world.  blake  still  has  the  ribbon  coco  bought  for  her  all  those  moons  ago   ,   even  if  white  -  fluffed  ears  are  no  longer  concealed   ,   even  if  she  now  wears  the  silk  around  her  neck  rather  than  letting  it  collect  dust  at  the  bottom  of  her  belongings. 

      so  with  everything  in  mind   ,   it  is  only  natural  for  blake  to  feel  her  heart  thrumming  away  within  confines  of  ribs  akin  to  overpowered  piston  the  moment  she   &.   coco  are  alone  in  cfvy ‘ s  dorm.

      she ‘ s  readying  to  speak   ,  first  letter  of  coco ‘ s  name  sitting  pretty   &.   sweet  upon  felid ‘ s  tongue  before  the  leader  ultimately  pins  her  ‘ pon  bed.  would  it  be  cheesy  to  say  coco  took  her  breath  away   ,   or  complete  truth   ?  maybe  blake  would  never  find  out  in  this  now  flustered  daze.  flourish  of  pink  blooms  o ‘ er  apples  of  cheeks   ,   a  leg  coming  to  rest  on  coco ‘ s  back  whilst  scarred  hands  roam  along  the  sides  of  waist   ,   up  chest   &.   neck    ,   caressing  jawline   &.   running  fingers  through  mocha  strands  just  to  feel  her  again.  to  make  sure  this  is  real   &.   not  some  kind  of  cruel  dream.  she  gasps   ,   gulps   ,   open  mouthed  exhales  as  she  pulls  coco  down  into  a  bold  kiss  that  she  pulls  away  from  with  a  matching  tug  to  lower  lip.  a  mewl  of  a  moan.  ❝ i  missed  you  so  much  , ❞   she  finally  says   ,   timbre  softened   ,   still  rivaling  silk  in  its  smoothness  as  lithe  frame  arches  up  into  her  touch  like  her  life  depends  on  it.   ❝ so  much  . . . ❞   how  could  blake  ever  be  scared  of  moments  like  this  anymore   ?  she  can ‘ t.   she  could  never.  not  when  the  mere  sight  of  coco ‘ s  sweet  honeyed  gaze  lingers  in  her  mind  dream  -  esque.  blake  swears  she  could  see  the  cosmos  in  them.  nightshade  starts  peppering  wanting  kisses  along  curvature  of  coco ‘ s  jawline   ,  playful  nipping  as  she  then  breathes  warm  air  to  her  ear.    ❝ i  want  –  i  want  you  tonight   ,   coco.  i  only  want  you   ,   my  darling. ❞

[deludings]

      ❝  y  ‘  know   ,   for  a  chick  who  wears  sunglasses  during  the  day   ,   the  rest  of  your  style  isn ‘ t  too  shabby.  pretty  easy  on  the  eyes   ,   too.  ❞   it  almost  pains  emerald  to  be  this  friendly   ,   though  she  hides  it  well  enough  to  go  without  gritting  her  teeth  &.  growling  in  annoyance  like  she  would  with  mercury  or  roman.  arms  behind  back   ,   gemstone  circles  around  cfvy ‘ s  team  leader  in  a  seemingly  deadly  waltz   ,   almost  as  if  sizing  her  up  for  future  purposes.   ❝  loving  the  bullets  on  the  belt   ,   by  the  way.   must  mean  business   ,   huh   ?   ❞

@aurahype​    ,    starter  call.

[vulpesd]

"fox!" coco storms into the dorm room, flinging the door open with her footsteps accented by the loud click of her heels. "how could you?!" she asks, faux desperation written all over her expression and in her voice. after a short silence, she starts again. "i heard you let someone else slap your ass in training today. you're cheating on me now?" it's obvious she's teasing by the smile tugging on her lips, which then translates into her vocal theatrics faltering as she erupts into laughter.

                                            @aurahype​   :   reverse inbox call.

the duality in coco tended to be so jarring. one moment, the cool - headed heiress could bark orders with the best of them, keep her team together in a way that commanded all of their respect. the next she was chaos incarnate, with little care what unsuspecting dorm mates were subject to the boisterous exclamations. he wondered sometimes what it would be like to have a partner without a flair for the dramatics like coco, and then surmised that it would have been incredibly boring. if she was challenging the mantle of who could make more impact with a scene, then he was obliged to respond in kind. a debonair like fox never backed down from a challenge, even if it meant startling anyone within hearing distance. unfortunate for first years he sensed nearby, who thought drama like this amongst the upperclassmen was probably normal.

‘   maybe i want someone who’ll treat my ass with the respect it deserves, adel !   ’   he could feel how alarmed the first years down the hall were, and it was only proving to drive up fox’s theatric dramatisation.   ‘   y’know how many squats i do to keep these cheeks in all their shapely glory ?   ’   for emphasis he pushed himself off from the windowsill where he’d been leaning, feeling teammate’s eyerolls as he pivoted hip to present the butt in question. by this point he could definitely hear velvet trying to muffle laughter.   ‘   this ass cooks, and cleans, and labours the entire day waiting for a gentle caress and all it gets is a cheap pat ?   ’   this was complete ridiculousness, angry tone conveyed even if fox was uttering the ridiculousness through toothy grin and barely restrained laughter.   ‘   well it’s too late now, coco. your hand and my ass ? over. done. finito.   ’