lost in the argent sauce

retro-actively calling this for ockiss week even though this has been sitting as a WIP for months now @ratkingkisses​‘s Zia Basri x Ariadne Becker, Fallen Hero: Rebirth OCs ~4.2k words [AO3]

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“Come on darling, no more dawdling!” Zia Basri pulls at your arm, her elbow locked with yours. You let her pull you along, past the doorman whose thoughts are none the wiser over your faked tickets. “Now this is a party.” Zia’s smile is broad and unguarded as her eyes sweep over the ostentatious gold and silver decorations of the wide ballroom floor.

Your own eyes fixate on the large chandelier hanging in the center of the room. In its shadow is a buffet table. Or more accurately, a series of buffet tables arranged into a rectangle. Hrm. Anyone gets any funny ideas about the lights, only the help managing the food will be crushed.

Disappointing.

No pressure pushes down on your awareness, no sensation of static drowns out the buzz of minds around the two of you. The Dampeners aren’t on then. Good. That bribe hadn’t been for nothing. That’ll make tonight much, much easier.

You glance back over to Zia, slightly above eye-height for once thanks to her high-heeled shoes. “S–stay focused.”

Zia doesn’t look at you, only the slightest quirk of her lips. “Of course.”

“I’m serious.” You hiss. “We only have the one shot at this.”

“Ari. Dear.” Zia laughs, shaking her head. “I’m a professional. Please.”

“Yeah. N–not – not helping.”

Fallen Hero: Rebirth OC : Zia Basri

A while ago it was Zia’s birthday so I did a birthday moodboard for her. She’s @ratkingkisses‘s OC and the femme fatale of my heart. Loved doing that moodboard

when the polysquad does the pose if they ever get caught! 😤

( jun @ratkingkisses & crow @erintoknow , and roys mine!

“I hate amusement parks,” you grumble. “Too many people.”

“People having fun, though.” Julia pulls you close, but you turn your head so the kiss hits your temple instead of your mouth. “You told me that could feel nice too. Give you a buzz…”

“Until the rollercoaster, that’s pure adrenaline and terror…” you try to defend yourself, but there’s kisses everywhere, Ortega can be a an octopus when she wants to.

“Whine, whine whine but you’re smiling.” Argent tosses you a churro and you dutifully bite down. Warm, fresh, just perfect.

“I can whine with a smile,” you whine, trying not to smile. “I’ve got many talents.”

“Don’t I get one?” Julia tries to steal one from Argent, but is sidestepped with a move you know Argent stole from you.

“You said you were good.” Argent protects her bounty, but Ortega is after something else, and her protest is muffled by a kiss.

“That was before I smelled them.” She nuzzles Angie’s lips, a dreamy look in her eyes that should make you jealous if you didn’t know you shared it. “And tasted them.”

“That’s as close as you get.” Argent surreptitiously hands you the rest of the churros behind her back, just in time before Ortega makes a grab.

“Hey!” Ortega protests, but you slide out of reach.

“Win me a bear and maybe I’ll share.” You take a teasing bite, watching Julia’s face go soft and focused on your lips.

“You’re a better shot than me,” she protests.

“Then you’d better focus on what’s important, old woman.” You take another bite. “Stop being so… distracted.” You lick your lips.

“You two are so gross,” Argent says, sliding up behind you to wrap an arm around your shoulders and grab another churro. “And I want a bear too.”

“I feel like I’m being extorted,” Julia protests, but her smile is widening.

“You are,” you say.

“Better get used to it.” Angie quickly finish the sentence.