#cordiibus

[isolctions]

“summer’s almost over, and not one person has offered to give me their baby yet. isn’t that just mean?” • @cordiibus​

[ssincielo]

        “I KNOW YOU TOLD ME you ain’t want nothin’ for takin’ care of tito while i was out, but...you know me. i don’t know how to listen.” after all, she’d be damned if balthasar did something for her without her showing her appreciation in return. “i made you carne asada with rice, black peans, and maduros. so, like, you’re welcome.” — @cordiibus​

[escapedartgeek]

@cordiibus

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Sometimes when Z had a bit of a mischievous streak, they were glad to take a bit more action. Especially as they figured that it would just another way to get some of Shuni’s attention. Besides, Shuni’s lap felt pretty good to sit on actually, so why not make the most of it.

Zora snickers at Shuni commenting on them taking initiative - lightly running their a hand underneath his chin, the other resting on the shoulder. Maybe drifting a bit lower to touch on their chest. They are just exploring what they could do with their touch at this moment.

 “Yeah, yeah. I’m so glad that you appreciate it. I hoped that you might.“

Told that Shuni just wants to watch, Zora is glad to take the moment to purposefully roll their hips- once, twice. Slowly, intentionally as they look right back into his gaze. Maybe it’s been a while since they’ve tried to tease anyone like this. Forgive them being not quite used to it - despite clearly enjoying the idea.

Zora hummed a little bit, curious about what he would make of their motions. Another roll of the hips, the intentional leaning into the feeling of Shuni’s hands underneath their shirt.

Perhaps the shirt needed to be the next thing to go?

That would be light work as they pulled up a bit more of their shirt, as if making a point to take it off. “Maybe you’d like if I got out of this too, yeah?”

[recordsstraight]

@cordiibus || Rahul

“I think these are the most photogenic puppies I’ve photographed,” grinning as he lowered the camera from his face, looking over to Ozemir as the puppies happily did their thing now that they were free to roam. It wasn’t abnormal for Rahul to volunteer his time down at the dog house, and while it was true he was the type to volunteer anyways ... it certainly helped that Ozemir was hot as hell. “So you got any plans after this?” not even bothering to be casual with his question, Rahul turned to fetch his camera bag.

[mctionsick]

test muse starter for @cordiibus​

“I really messed up this time didn’t I?”

[rootworkin-arc]

@cordiibus​ / joel, continued.

carry on, he said, as if he had any business standing in her house telling her what she should be doing. as if he wasn’t interrupting her to spy---yes, spy; he was just bad at being stealthy---on her. funny how he was never truly interested in her life until she’d met ozemir; then, suddenly, she was joel’s top priority.

this was the sibling rivalry from hell. almost literally. 

pasha set her knife down then wiped her hands on a kitchen towel before turning to him, arms crossed over her chest. her weight falling against the counter. she wondered if she could put in a request for a guardian angel who had less of a stick up their ass.

“cut the bullshit. oz isn’t here and i’m trying to make dinner. what do you want?” 

[never-surrender]

@cordiibus || Inaya

Ah, so he had received her charmed invitation to swim ... it had been something she sent out only a short time ago, long enough to slip into her blood red bathing suit, the suit crisscrossing at her stomach to adjoin to the bottoms.  Upon her first sight of him, Inaya felt her heart do a little hiccup in her chest, flutters in her stomach that she couldn’t ignore... how could she possibly be more in love with him? 

“There you are, my love..” purring the words as she let her arms skim back and forth over the surface of the water, she had already dipped beneath the surface to slick her hair back from her face. “Come join me... I wish to speak to you about something” 

[hidiingplace]

• @cordiibus​ • liked for a starter with Mateo & Sully.

“I’m only leaving for, like, a week,” Mateo says, standing at the foot of his bed while Sully stuffs a bunch of things to make sure Mateo wouldn’t forget him while visiting Ella in the big city into Mateo’s small suitcase. Laughing lightly, Mateo picks up a sweater that Sully seems to think Mateo would need. Smiling he pulls the fabric into his hands and smooths one of the wrinkles down before he looks up at his friend and goes on. 

“You really think I’d forget you in a week’s time?”