claire (
superorbit) wrote in
sweetdevil2022-05-21 02:07 pm
61st ♫ | to this day my love remains, you are my only shining star
SHIPPY (& SPICY) ❤ CMO
A p–potentially less wholesome CMO for all your shipping with Claire's girls needs!!! Drop a starter for one of the girls listed above (and mark as appropriate if you're shooting for something NSFW) and LET'S DO THIS!!
Other characters are also available so feel free to ask after them! The characters listed above are just the ones I'm feelin the most right now so I will be prioritizing prompts left for them!
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This is a booty call for Miss Bellerose
[After a series of events involving a desperate innkeeper and her "haunted" cottage inn, a research university for mages on a hill, the discovery of a slew of accidental magic poisonings, and a heroic childhood romance coming to fruition after far too long, Rhee and Garnet have temporarily become the sole guests of an inn that isn't haunted at all, while its proprietress and her beau take a well-deserved mini-honeymoon. It's a nice break for all of them, since they get to stay for free as long as they like, as a reward for clearing the innkeeper's name, and there's more than enough food in the pantry to tide them over until the owner's return. They just have to cook and clean after themselves.
It's been warm, so Rhee went upstairs to hang up his coat. The dark shirt he wears underneath hugs the slim contours of his body in a way his coat definitively does not as he comes to join Garnet at the sink. Though it's never really been in question, it's newly clear: Rhee is, unequivocally, a strapping young man, lanky but well-kept.
And they have the whole cottage to themselves. :)]
Not much of a reward for you if I leave you to do all the work. Oh, there--pardon me.
[Utterly unaware of the space he takes, he reaches up and around her, leaning close so he can grab a dish towel hanging by her head. He sets to drying the dishes she's washed. The fine, fair hair at the nape of Rhee's neck clings slightly to his skin as he bends to the task, and he shakes away the bangs that fall uselessly into his face.
The broad stretch of his shoulders moves beneath the back of his shirt as he wipes a plate dry.]
no subject
... is what Garnet hopes he thinks, anyway. She resists the urge to avert her gaze and gives him a smile, though the awkwardness of it is impossible to miss. ]
I don't mind doing it. I'm still not used to it being so quiet, so I was trying to keep myself busy.
[ That much, at least, she's being honest about. She'd gotten so used to knowing that other people were bustling around that their absence has her feeling off kilter - and a little more overly aware of Rhee than she usually is.
But she can totally be normal about this. Totally. She'll handle it. ]