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A MikaLight wip
God asks Mikami for a small favor 👀
Reblogs appreciated 😭🙏
#death note#yagami light#dn#light yagami#light yagami death note#mikalight#teru mikami#mikami teru#mikamixlight#yall pls give me clout lol#flirty light#this is going to become my whole personality lmaoo#mikami is a simp#mikalight nation come get yalls food
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#champagnexowishes#love#girly#pretty#princess#style#luxury#glam#fashion#cute#pink#lights#home#house#Valentine#lovecore#love core#pink lights#coquette#flirty#dollette#girly girl#girly things#soft#sweet#cozy
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pro hero tododeku where they're just friends at the moment but izuku gets super drunk and ends up commenting something super flirty on shouto's post and now the people are going crazy and shouto might just combust.
#tododeku#todoizu#tddk hcs#i actually have smth written down for this idea but idk if it will ever see the light if day 😔#i had thought of smth where like after izukus congratulatory party (for becoming a hero again) ochako and izuku go drinking#and he ends up commenting something flirty/super sweet in quite a non platonic way#izuku midoriya#shouto todoroki#maybe i should write this#nive writes#maybe
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request: bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader hcs😌 I mean, she knows she's hurting herself but she doesn't care? doesn't sleep (and even if she does, she goes to bed very late and then gets up very late, so she's usually restless, tired and barely alive/ barely in touch with reality), barely eats (and even if she eats little , I drink too much energy drinks and takes tranquilizer pills), probably does sh and takes drugs (cigarettes, alcohol and drugs) and it all makes her look practically zombie but she likes this lifestyle?
cw: self harm, alcoholic tendencies, drugs, slight ED, toxic relationship, tons of angst, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD.
bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader
• when you two first met, it was at a party and you guys ended up sleeping together that night. you fell asleep right after so he ended up staying the night at your hotel room.
• when you woke up in the morning, you brushed your teeth and then went over to your drawer to get on new clothes when you felt hands on your hips.
• you turned around to see bill smiling at you. "Sooo, how long do I have to wait before I can ask you out on a date, hmm?" you rolled your eyes and pushed his hands away.
• "Uhmm, never? You don't wanna have to deal with my shit." you said as you pulled your jeans up.
• "Oh come on, everybody has shit."
• "Not like me. So, you should just go." you pulled on your shirt and turned back to him. He was just staring at you, smiling for God-knows-what. you had to admit, he looked amazing. he only had his boxers on, and he looked great shirtless.
• "I'll get you one day, y/n y/l/n." he smiled at you and pulled on his clothes. you rolled your eyes as he kissed you on the forehead and left.
• then you two met again at a music festival and that's when you finally decides to give him a chance after the hours of flirting he spent on you. you weren't scared though, you were sure he'd leave after he saw what you were really like. and you had accepted that.
That was a couple weeks ago. Bill became very aware of the "shit" you were talking about pretty quickly.
• whenever you were at a party with bill you'd always drink too much to the point where you couldn't see straight and your head was pounding like no tomorrow. Bill would take you back to your hotel room and lay you down on your bed and tuck you in. Then he'd sit with you until you finally fell asleep since he knew you'd just stay awake if he didnt.
• one night, you were completely wasted and he had to carry you back to your hotel. again.
"Mmm... Billy I want you soooo bad. pretty pleaaaasee?" you whispered in his ear, giggling and pouting as he unlocked your door and dragged you inside.
"You're drunk. That's not happening, okay?" He said, setting you down on your bed and beginning to wipe your makeup off.
"But Billy..." You'd whine and pout, while he'd just sit there and comb through your hair till you fell fast asleep.
"Goodnight, Schatzi." He'd whisper to you and place a kiss on your forehead.
• you'd also get angry a lot. you were in your hotel room, bawling your eyes out on the bathroom floor. It was 11 PM. your wrists were bleeding a bit from you scratching at them for so long, and your cheeks were bright red from the crying.
• you just wanted to sit there forever and wallow in your own self pity when you heard the door to your hotel open.
"Y/n! You in here?" Bill yelled to you, as you did your best to stand up and wipe your tears away. You gazed at your eyes in the mirror and there were streaks of mascara running down your face. You wiped them off your cheeks and opened the bathroom door to greet him.
"Hey! What're you doing here?" He turned around to see you but you saw his face drop.
"Are you okay? Were you crying in there?" He pointed to the bathroom. You scoffed and rolled your eyes as you closed the door. You pushed the inner part of your arms against yourself so he didn't notice.
"What? God no, I'm just tired. You should probably go." You said as you walked past him and started to change your clothes. He walked over to you and slightly grabbed your chin with his hand. He tilted his head at you and ran his fingers through your hair.
"Come on, just tell me what's wrong." You slapped his hand away and pulled on some shorts.
"I said I'm just fucking tired! Will you back the fuck off?!" You pushed him away and went to grab a new shirt to sleep him. He was bringing up emotions you didn't want to feel. You wiped away a couple tears when you felt his arms wrap around you. He placed some kisses on your shoulders and rubbed his cheek against you.
"I'm here for you, okay? Let me help you.." You could feel anger boiling up inside you. Your eye twitched. He's acting like you needed to be fixed or something. Why would he say shit like this?! You turned yourself around and pushed your hands against his shoulders trying to push his away.
"Can you get the fuck off of me! I don't need your fucking with anything just get the fuck away!" you yelled at him, tears pouring down your cheeks now. You slammed your hand against his shoulder trying to push him away.
"You don't need to push me away, y/n! It's okay!" He wrapped his arms tightly around you as more and more tears came flooding from you.
Your finger nails dug into his shoulders, harder and harder with every word. You could see him wincing in pain but he only hugged you tighter. Why would he want this?
• you hated that he stayed around. you didn't understand why he'd wanna be with someone like you? you set yourself on a path of destruction and ruined everything in your path, why would he take his chances like this?
• you were laying down in your bed when bill came around again. like before, tears were running down your cheeks and mascara was wiped all over your face but you were just laying there. not feeling anything. you had taken a couple different kinds of drugs so you were basically emotionless at this point.
• when bill walked in, he dropped everything and ran to your aid. he sat on the bed and cupped your cheek in his hand to make you look up at him.
• when you turned over at him, he couldn't see anything in your eyes. nothing. all you could remember is how sad you looked.
• he laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you and kissed your shoulders.
"do you want me to stay?" He asked, brushing your hair off of your face and pulling you closer to his body.
you just nodded and laid down against the pillows as bill whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rubbed your sides with his hands.
• it was about a month into your relationship when bill realized how little you ate.
• at first, he just thought you didn't eat breakfast but over time he noticed you didn't really eat anything unless you were offered something.
• bill also took notice when all you ate was slim jims and energy drinks. Thats when he started bringing you food.
• in the mornings, he'd come in with breakfast and give you a little kiss on the forehead. "Wakey, wakey, baby." He'd say to you and place a bunch of little kisses on your face until you wake up.
"Mmm...what are you doing here?" You said to him groggily, wiping your eyes.
"I brought you breakfast. Come on, geeet up." He'd lift you up by your arms and place the food in front of you, then he'd sit down next to you and wrap his arms around you to make sure you're eating.
"I'm not hungry, Bill." You'd say to him, resting your cheek on his arm.
"Too bad, eat up." He would take your fork and cut into your waffle and place it in front of your mouth until you opened up to eat it.
You eventually would give up and just start eating.
"Why are you doing all of this? I'm just a burden, y'know?" You say to him with your mouth full and your eyes looking up at him all cute and widened.
" 'cause I like you. And I think you're cute." You rolled your eyes and continued eating but bill would have a big, fat smile on his face.
• during the day you'd be like a zombie. your eyes would be dull and half open. Big, dark circles under your eyes and you wouldn't do much. But bill didn't mind. He would lay down with you on the couch and give you massages and kisses on your temples to relax you.
• when bill found out that you hurt yourself, he kissed up and down your body for hours. Whether it was your arms or your thighs, he'd be kissing it. He told you how much he loved you and didn't want you to hurt yourself.
• he didn't want you to feel pressured about talking about your feelings but once you did he would just hold you and listen to you talk, getting everything out. and he would never judge you for anything.
• you told him that you'd stop hurting yourself and you did. for a few days. But that changed once you got away from bill for a little while and you got high at a club.
Bill wanted the best for you but you werent good for him. You knew that, you tried to change yourself for him because you loved him so much. But in the process of being with you, he got hurt too much. You tried to tell him, but he couldn't help but love you. In his eyes, you were perfect.
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“I’ve never used a gun before,” the hero swallowed, mouth dry. They had never needed to, but now—
The villain’s head lolled over to look at them. A lazy grin spread across their face.
“Don’t worry,” they held the hero’s gaze, unflinching. “I have.”
The gun went off. Across the room, one of their enemies dropped, blood splattering against the wall.
Still, the villain didn’t break eye contact, content to shoot without looking. They hit their target every time, but still—
“Can you please look where you’re pointing that thing?”
“Why,” the villain tipped their head, and that shit eating grin was back, “Am I making you nervous, hero?”
The hero grimaced as the villain sent another target sprawling onto the floor. Surely they had to run out of ammo eventually?
When the hero didn’t respond, the villain laughed.
“Oh, I am. Well, that’s adorable, frankly.”
The hero flinched at the next gunshot, and the villain nodded their head towards the hero’s gun. “If you were to—and bear with me this is a crazy idea—help me, this would be over with way faster.”
The hero looked down to their gun, shifting it side to side in their hands. It didn’t look all that hard. Point, aim, shoot. They could do that, right?
They lifted their gun, aiming at the nearest combatant—
The villain slid to a stop next to them, tsking, and their hand settled onto the hero’s gun too quickly for them to see. “Not-no not quite like that,” they hummed in the hero’s ear, and though they couldn’t see their face, the hero knew they were amused.
The hero’s jaw clenched with irritation.
“First,” the villain murmured, far too close, “Safety needs to be off.” They clicked something on the hero’s gun, repositioning the hero’s hands as they did. “Second,” they continued, and the hero shivered. “Don’t aim at me, love. You like me too much to kill me.”
“You’re awfully sure about that.”
The villain half rested their chin on the hero’s shoulder, batting their eyes. Their free arm jerked up, firing a shot behind them at someone who had evidently gotten too close to the two of them.
“I am,” they grinned. Their hand rested over the hero’s once more. “Now, aim,” they guided the hero’s hand towards the nearest enemy. Their finger slipped over the hero’s on the trigger. “And shoot.” They pulled down on the trigger, trapping the hero’s finger underneath theirs, so when the gun fired, they fired it together. The hero winced.
It was louder than the hero had thought it would be.
Across the room, the body dropped.
“Good,” the villain praised, voice low, and something stirred in the hero’s chest. “Again, love.”
They guided the hero through the motions once more.
By the time there was no one left to fight, the villain was staring at them with a look they couldn’t decipher. It was all encompassing. Hungry. Wild.
The hero cleared their throat, and the villain smirked like they knew what the hero was doing.
They eyed the hero, still with that look on their face.
“God, you’re pretty with a gun in your hand,” the villain cursed. They stepped closer. The hero didn’t move, holding their breath as the villain wiped a splattering of blood off their face. “Pretty covered in blood, too, but that might be a bit too insane for you, hm?”
The hero’s face went hot. It wasn’t, they thought. They wanted to kiss the villain so badly they worried it might be a sickness, twisting their mind, something terminal. But still, that smile—
The villain stepped away. They scanned the hero’s blushing face, and grinned harder at whatever they saw.
Gently, they took the gun from the hero’s hands, vanishing it behind their back.
“The next time you need someone to show you how to shoot, give me a call,” they nodded towards the hero’s hands. “I wouldn’t want someone else touching my hero, now would I?”
The hero couldn’t stop the smile that spread across their face.
The villain winked, stepped back, and was gone.
My hero.
Oh, the hero was well and truly fucked.
#writing#writing community#creative writing#snippet#heroes and villains#writblr#hero/villain#hero x villain#gun#death mention#flirting#flirty villain#fluff#or at least#angst#the broken pen#im sorry I haven't posted in a while school is absolutely kicking my ass#everyone said this year would be easy because 'senior year is so light' you fucking liars I am drowning#also I wrote this like two weeks ago at three am and then I sent it to my friends to proof read#and yk they forgot#they only read it today because I locked them in my car while I pumped gas#well actually only one of them forgot#the other read it and then forgot to tell me their opinion#also send me writing asks#please#send asks#I am waiting for this one college acceptance letter that is supposed to come out between now and the fifteenth#actively shitting myself over it tbh its my top school and like sure ive got twelve safeties but I want this one.#ficlet#fic writing
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Hey here's three minutes of Plane Jane and Katya vibing/flirting you're welcome
#dont worry I'm still team trixie#but i'm so here for Katya having a young hot cunty bf who is into all the shit he is into#plane jane#katya#katya zamolodchikova#katya zamo#the bald and the beautiful#tbatb#the brians#CJ post#drag race#rupaul's drag race#also jane is my GIRL#out here making drag race for the gays again#we love a mean gay#it was so great to watch someone get excited over Katya's special interests#it was also so cute to watch jane get giggly as the episode went on too#these two speaking russian and katya instinctively grabbing at him and jane knowing all this stuff about him#because is he a katya fan#yes yes he is#you know they fucked after this#or have since then#because mama jane was throwing out some power bottom vibes at him and god almighty them fucking would be so hot#but also Jane's face lighting up when katya asks him to go see loboda with him#and maybe this all made miss trix alil jelly#good incentive if it did#flirting via reading#we love to see it#the flirty little “well now I like you” at the end 🥵
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Love being out late up to no good 🙈
#night sky#late night talking#lia smileykiwi#tired#leo#just relax#nature#stressy and depressy#street lights#city lights#abandoned buildings#thick and juicy#up to no good#glasses#feeling flirty#on my knees#mental health#freedom#hills#try not to get caught#meet me in the middle of the road#cars#having fun#going crazy#wishiwaswithhim#chaotic neutral#late night meet up#sigh#escape#want and need
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Hi! Love your writing! Can I request a stoic hero x suave flirty villain? Really spicy please? (Like with villain being kinda sub) Ty in advance for even reading this ask
Spicy
I love you.
The hero lost count of how many times this sentence had lingered on their tongue, ready to slip out when they were losing it all together. No matter how maniacal the villain’s flirtatious advances got though, they managed to stay calm, keep their mouth shut and let their enemy do the dirty talk. Fighting a wall was easier than this.
Not putting a label on it seemed reasonable. A month ago, the villain had dragged themselves into the hero’s apartment and after a week of nursing and healing wounds, the tension between them was thick enough to be cut by a knife. It was clear to both of them that they’d either kill each other soon or rack the hero’s bedframe.
One time turned into two, turned into countless times.
Along the way, the hero forgot the touch of other people, forgot every other lover they’d ever had and with that, every other preference that wasn’t the villain’s.
They started living together but it wasn’t official. It didn’t get addressed at all. If the villain started to see someone else, there was absolutely nothing the hero could do about it.
It made them uneasy. Nervous. It was a novel feeling, too. Relationships weren’t this difficult, were they? Overwhelmed and tired, they found something close to an answer when they touched the villain.
They sucked a hickey into the villain’s chest, lost in thought. Denial invaded their mind like a parasite. Love was a lot, wasn’t it? It was too big of a word, too complex to describe what they were having…
“Fucking Christ,” the villain whined. “Greedy today, huh?”
The hero wasn’t religious by any means but what they were doing was blasphemous, right?
For as long as they could remember, the villain was the enemy. They were the reason why they‘d started training to be a hero and now…well, they didn’t know if this was against the law, too. Racing thoughts didn’t stop them from sucking another hickey into the villain’s abdomen, drawing more and more desperate sounds and heavy panting from the villain.
Biting down into the soft skin, they let their fingertips run over the villain’s sensitive inner thighs. They felt them twitch, heard them moan a fucked-up version of the hero’s name. Hell, what that did to them was…
They let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding.
In response, the villain tugged on the hero’s hair, head thrown back as they pushed their hips up and suddenly, the hero didn’t know where to place themselves in this whole picture. Unsure of the role they were playing in the villain’s life, allowing themselves the childish dream of what they could be. God, wretched knife in their chest and all.
If talking could be easy. Fuck, they’d probably be married.
“Easy,” the hero warned. They caught the villain’s hip with one hand and pushed them back into the mattress. A naked hand on naked skin. This was insane.
“You’re so pretty,” the villain’s words garbled but the hero blushed nonetheless. “Fuck, let me—”
In some way, the villain achieved to get on top, drunk on pleasure, nails digging into the hero’s thick shoulders. They leaned forward.
“You look good under me,” they promised sweetly, their voice close to a whisper. They let their teeth sink into the hero’s neck but it didn’t come close to painful.
“Go to hell,” the hero whispered back.
“Dragging you with me. Can’t withstand these muscles.” To demonstrate their statement, they scratched their fingernails across the hero’s abdominals, making them hiss and leaving bright red marks. Four stripes, coding the hero as theirs.
“You little devil.”
“You’re into that…”
“Am not.”
“Oh, please. Don’t get yourself all worked up. I love it when you’re this obedient.” They smiled, showing their perfect set of teeth. Luckily, the hero grabbed their wrists, stopping their scratching crusade and forcing their faces to meet again.
“Come here.” One hand cupped their face instantly as they pulled them in for a kiss.
And they kissed them hard. Hard enough to get back on top, hard enough to forget their thoughts, hard enough to ignore how much they hated themselves and their actions.
If the hero wasn’t bad with words, then this relationship could have a future.
#screaming crying while I write this: CITY OF STARS ARE YOU SHINING JUST#yes I have watched la la land#and a few days ago I watched everything everywhere all at once and I am not fine#NOT FINE#writing snippet#heroxvillain prompt#heroxvillain snippet#heroes and villains#hero#villain#hero x villain#heroxvillain#an answer for an ask#request#suggestive#sub villain#stoic villain#flirty hero#light angst
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Appreciation Post for TK’s Dart Date Look
+ bonus:
#911 lone star#tk strand#carlos reyes#tk looked fucking hot for this date and it's a damn shame it was wasted with the horrible lighting of that honky tonk#he also was being a lil shit during this scene but based off the last few lines & that smirk on his flirty face in the bonus gif -#- they definitely turned it around after this#if you know what i mean#my gifs#its the belt and the necklace for me#he really should wear tucked in shirts more often it looks good#tw: flashing lights#episode: s01e03 texas proud
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in any human GerIta AU, DA ONLY WAY I can think of these two meeting is in central Berlin, early December, around 23pm on a Wednesday or Thursday…. Feliciano is on his way home from having a glass of wine with his friends at a bar, he’s in a good mood and despite the cold he’s wearing his long winter coat unbuttoned… he’s swaying on the sidewalk and suddenly slips and falls, despite the circumstances rather gracefully. Ludwig, the stranger closest to Feliciano, decides to step in and help the guy, simply bc Ludwig is a nice man and not at all bc Feliciano is hawt and sexy and looks like his wet dreams from high school (and also NOT AT ALL. bc Ludwig’s brain has been conditioned into thinking he only has value when serving others). Anyway, despite Ludwig’s help, Feliciano CANNOT get his balance locked in and keeps slipping in Ludwig’s arms, despite Ludwig having a literal iron grip on him ……. alas Feliciano ends up piggy back riding Ludwig, across frosty cobblestone streets lit up by Christmas lights strung between buildings where the windowsills r covered with snow and decorated with greenery ……. n the night is deep and blue and LOVE is in da air …… and from a bar, half empty save the middle aged regulars, u can hear smooth jazz as Feliciano drunkenly points out the directions of his apartment. Anyway this works for literally almost all time periods and I will NOT take any criticism . Talk to the hand this is how they meet as humans
#and Feliciano is like: bet u want my number huh when Ludwig’s drops him off#but in like a teasing n flirty way#n Ludwig wasn’t in for it for the number but HEY if the hot dude is offering why not#so Ludwig very shyly just: s-sure >\\\\\<‘ and Feliciano is like: HM… IDKKK I just met youuu#n plays coy only to toy with Ludwig n Ludwig falls for it#AT LAST THO Ludwig leaves with felicianos number and he’s so giddy about it#goes home and lays on his bed and kicks his feet while texting: the ride home was alright?#or no Ludwig would NEVER text first he’s a pussy#it’s Feliciano who was like: next time I’d like another sort of ride#or something balh blah sex joke obligatory nympho Feliciano moment#first headcanon post forever I’ve forgotten da format sorry if this is so incoherent lol#GerIta#I am locking in for this u need to get my vision of that cozy snow weather … the little lights everywhere ….. the Christmas decoration in#shops#DO YOU GET IT ?!?!?
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Hii love, may i ask for more of the Proposal Au, maybe Thena telling Gil about her family when they are in bed cuddling and having a soft moment.
Gil inhaled as he woke, dragging the morning air into his lungs. Sometimes he cursed his early rising nature, wondering if it really could be handed down through genetics like his mother liked to joke that it was. He got a whiff of Thena's shampoo.
She was cuddled right up with him, which was nothing new by now. He nuzzled the top of her head. If he couldn't sleep in on his vacation then he could at least be comfortable.
If anything, maybe they were a little too comfortable this way. But he didn't think that was a bad thing. They were getting married...kind of. It was a good thing to comfortable enough with each other to cuddle, be close, maybe share a kiss or two.
Thena pushed her head further into his chest, which meant she was also waking up.
Gil chuckled; how did he never know before how cute she was? He tapped her bare shoulder, fixing the strap of her night dress, "hey."
She made a sound of protest, especially as he rolled onto his side with his arms still around her, shifting her position of practically lying right on top of him.
Gil settled on his side, gazing at the beautiful woman next to him. He was reminded of a time when he had first met her, and it had seemed impossible to fathom how a woman as beautiful as she was had as normal a job like he did.
Thena blinked her bleary eyes open, glaring at him as soon as she could focus, "this better be good."
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," he more or less whispered. It was just them and the rising sun and the breeze in his mother's perfectly landscaped yard.
"Liar," she grumbled, but still clung to the warmth he offered. "Will your mother come barging in here looking for help with another wedding activity?"
"Not today," he promised, although it wasn't really up to him if that happened. But he rubbed her back through the light material. "Even she sleeps in a little bit on sundays."
"Sunday already," Thena mused, yawning as she did.
"Yeah," Gil agreed, although the closer they got to concluding their trip here, he had to admit it made him a little sad. He would miss not seeing his close-knit family again. His sisters--even Kingo!
Thena began lazily running her fingers over his back in the t-shirt he was wearing. It felt nice to get his back scratched a little, and her hands were so small and light. Maybe he would miss things like this too.
"What?"
"Hm?" he blinked, having been happy to lose himself in her touch. But he opened his eyes again and found her staring at him, even in their close proximity.
"There's something on your mind," she clarified, moving one of her hands from his back, trailing it around his shoulder and arm to his chest. "Just ask."
He chuckled; she was quite good at reading him. Not that he professed to be a closed book in any way. "Well, I was thinking about Kari and Sersi and Mom, how I'll miss them--and I guess Kingo too."
Thena laughed quietly (cutely). She continued her little morning massage, getting all the right spots and relieving even imaginary soreness. "He would be so offended if he heard that."
"Well, I'll put it in one of my speeches, so he will," Gil resolved, and Thena laughed even more, although she tried to hide it. Kingo was still like his brother, and thus, not his favourite sibling with whom he had grown up.
And he was still a little too friendly with his fiance, but whatever.
"But," he hesitated, and that was all Thena needed to see to encourage him. "I was wondering...about your family, I guess."
"What would you like to know?"
His eyebrows shot up. He hadn't expected her to be so...willing. He adjusted himself in the bed so he could tilt his head differently. "Uh, you sure?"
He had definitely heard her tell someone at work asking about her family to go to hell (in corporate speak, which entailed asking them to keep their correspondence with her professional).
Thena settled her face in the bend of his shoulder again, letting him play with the ends of her hair. "I wouldn't say we were particularly close, even when they were alive."
"Uh-" he opened his mouth immediately, to either offer his apologies or tell her she didn't have to tell him this, or both. But she reached up just to tap his lips and keep him from interrupting further.
"I was brought up in quite a strict household," she sighed, although it didn't seem like that sad a story to her. Or maybe it sounded like she was detached from it, telling it about someone else. "My mother was a retired ballerina, very beautiful. She tried to teach me to dance but I had no natural talent--which she told me at every opportunity."
This story was getting worse and worse.
"My father was a businessman of some sort. It was never my place to ask, even as I got older. All I knew was that he supported our lifestyle. The expectations for me were high, they needed me to be a good representation of their own rigid upbringing."
"I was still quite young when they died," she continued, starting to sound more connected to the words she was saying. "They went on a trip together and simply never returned. All I was told that the ship they were taking back to mainland had experienced a problem and supposedly no one made it back."
Gil stayed silent, as she wished, but he held her tighter.
"All I had known was boarding school and tepid approval from them. If anything, I wasn't sad enough when they died--my distant relatives told me to be ashamed when I was at the funeral," she laughed again, although he could hear the dry, sardonic edge in it. "I even went to the bathroom to try and wet my eyes and appear more tearful."
He kissed her forehead, at a loss for what else to do.
"My elderly caretaker at the time was the only one really with me," she did smile again, at least. "She sat with me through it all, helped me talk to all the lawyers."
So, that was why she knew so much about contracts and settlements, even when they were both just starting in the office.
"She used to let me help her make pastries and set the table for just the two of us," Thena recounted more fondly this time, and her body also relaxed again, slowly. "She was the one who really raised me."
Gil sighed through his nose, pressing his cheek to her hair, "I'm sorry I didn't know."
"I never told you," she said much more lightly, but happily accepted the closer snuggling. "It doesn't bother me--not anymore, that is to say. But I suppose that's why being here is quite refreshing."
He blinked at her, not really making the connection between the two.
But Thena took the liberty of rolling him onto his back again, solely so she could lie half on top of him, like a lizard on a rock. She tapped his nose, then dragged it down over his lips and chin (he needed a shave). "Your family is so warm and kind. I admit it overwhelmed me at first, the sheer density of their presence."
Kingo alone would do that to anyone, Gil defended in his mind. He wrapped his arms around her, letting her rest her chin on his chest, cramping his neck to he could watch her draw little circles in his shirt.
"They're wonderful, Gil," she concluded, drawing her eyes up to him more tenderly. It was almost shy, in how gentle the admission was. "It's the kind of warmth I remember longing for as a child. So, next time you worry that your mother is being overbearing, I assure you, I have invited it."
He chuckled; of course Thena would meet the double barrelled energy canon that was his mother and say that she invited her exuberance. Ajak was bright and bouncy and extroverted, while Thena was quiet and subdued and borderline unsociable. It made it all the more charming how much they seemed to like each other. "Could be worse in-laws, I guess."
The marriage itself was becoming less taboo as a subject.
"Much worse," Thena smiled with her teeth. It really was a stunning smile. She gripped a piece of shirt between her fingers. "What is this?"
He chuckled again, unwrapping his arms from her slim little waist and running his hands over her bare arms. "My shirt?"
"I mean," she frowned at it, "why are you wearing it?"
"Well," he got out pathetically, turning pink as soon as she pursed her lips at him in suspicion. He looked up and away from her, "'cause...y'know."
"I don't, it's why I asked," she sat up now, legs curled up beside her while she was almost perpendicular with his upper body. She grabbed a larger fistful of the shirt--the offending white cotton. "I know you get too hot easily, I don't believe you wear this to sleep in the summer."
Gil huffed; she was a good detective. "I usually sleep shirtless, but I didn't want you to feel weird about it."
"Oh," she purred, finding amusement in it. She tugged at it, "to protect my maidenly virtues?"
"Okay, come on," he sighed, embarrassed enough and trying to get her to release the fabric of it. "Is being a gentleman to my fiance so bad?"
She released the material, flattening her palm against his chest again. "It's not anything I haven't seen, by now."
Between the beach and all the times he had generally taken off his shirt to do heavy lifting or gardening for his mother while here, she had gotten enough of a look at him.
"But this is," he did his best to look her right in the eye (despite her holding back her laughter at him). "It's different."
She raised her eyebrows at him.
He sighed, finally relinquishing the last of his drowsiness and sitting up against the pillows. He still had a hold of her arms, fixing that errant night dress strap again. "Does it always do that?"
"Don't avoid the question."
"You didn't ask a question."
Thena tugged at the bottom of the t-shirt, only to pull it up just slightly, as if she were threatening to pull it off of him herself. "Why is it different?"
He sighed; the Goddess of War didn't get her name for being flexible and knowing when to quit. He moved his hands from her bare shoulders to her waist again, somewhat pulling her with him as he leaned back against the headboard. "Because, sleeping with you was already new. I figured what's the harm in a little modesty?"
She shrugged one of those shoulders, delicate and dainty and pale. And that stupid strap fell again. He secured his thumb right in the bend of her clavicle to fix it yet again.
"Does this even fit?" he grumbled, toying with the flimsy little strap of satin. He eyed her, "do you always wear this to sleep?"
Something about the question ruffled her, and he watched as a blush brightened her morning complexion. She looked around the bed, as if her answer had been lost in the sheets somewhere. "That's-"
"Guys?"
"Mom!" Gil barked at the door, his hands on Thena, her threatening to tip his shirt off him.
"What?--you said to knock, and I did!"
She had a point.
"I just wanted to say we're going to go out for brunch, honey--give you a break from all the cooking."
If it was going to be brunch - breakfast/lunch - why was she still coming to tell them at the crack of dawn?
"You kids continue...take your...just come downstairs when you're ready--okay, I'm going!"
Gil thunked his head against the headboard, looking up at the ceiling. Only his mother. He looked at Thena, whose blush had somehow doubled. That was interesting. He tilted his head, trying to see more of her face, but she twisted herself to avoid looking at him. "You okay?"
"Hm," she answered in a total cop out. She released his t-shirt, attempting to pull herself away from him without further incriminating herself.
"Ah-" he held her steady, leaning forward again. She looked really cute all flustered. He kissed her cheek, and he wasn't sure if he felt her shiver or if she twitched. "If you hate it so much, then fine, I won't wear it anymore."
He was only somewhat serious about it, although if it really bothered her, he didn't want to offend his bride-to-be. And he was more joking than anything. Although, when he finally moved to get up and get ready for the day, Thena tugged at the collar of it one more time.
She was still avoiding looking right at him, but god she was beautiful. "I didn't say I hated it. But...I wouldn't say you need it, either."
He could have said the same about the silky little dress-thing she was wearing, the straps of which obviously weren't working for her. But she did release him, and he did have to get up and maybe have a shower (maybe on the cooler side).
She looked at him as, on his way, he hooked his finger in that stupid strap again. He twisted it in his finger before letting it fall back to where it seemed to think it belonged. "Same to you."
#Thenamesh Proposal AU#Thank you so much sweetie!!!#I'm so glad to revisit this au#a little flirty this time!#these two are snuggling up in the morning#as if they're long time lovers#and yet still address their work emails formally and appropriately#they're really here like#sharing a bed platonically is totally fine!#which it is but we all know these two are not platonic#Gil is in a white t-shirt and grey sweats#Thena *thinking to herself*: hello yes please delicious I'll take 12#also#when Thena put the pieces together#she was like of course we'll be sharing a room if not a bed they think we're engaged#then she thinks about the old flimsy little top and sleep shorts she usually uses for pajamas#and she's like uhhhhhhh no#she deliberately went out and found something#something cute and light and maybe kind of sexy but not desperate#she's not coming onto him she just...wanted to look good#for platonic reasons#and it's cute it looks good on her#plain white silk thing#which as far as Gil is concerned is the sexiest thing he's ever seen in his life#also they come downstairs dressed and ready and Ajak is like sorry to interrupt you kids#Gil: MOM
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I’m salty about this for multiple reasons.
1. Because I don’t think everybody should be screaming at Mal. They were getting overrun by the Ancients. Maybe his plan wasn’t exactly well thought out, but it worked and everyone is fine.
2. Mal apologizes to Nia immediately, yet MC still hasn’t gotten one for his comments to her? Maybe it’s just me that feels this way, but I think that’s honestly what I need to start fully enjoying his route again. We’ve had some nice moments with him, but they all ultimately still feel hollow to me because there’s been no acknowledgement of whatever underlying resentment he obviously feels towards MC and none of how her suffering being diminished and ignored made her feel either
#choices bolas#choices blades#blades of light and shadow#choices stories you play#playchoices#like yeah it’s fun to be flirty and mischievous and goofy with him#but things can’t just go back to the way they were in book 1 after MC was kidnapped and violated for a year and his comments to her#shit ain’t that sweet I’m sorry#and how am I supposed to feel something from these ‘heartfelt confessions’ he keeps making when#again we haven’t even acknowledged the major issue in depth#and they’re so few and far between because they’re shoved into diamond scenes and one line interactions#choices#choices app#pixelberry studios#pixelberry
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"Maria and Rhett knew each other way back when, they went to high school together. (...)Yeah, I think the spark is immediate because I think they maybe, secretly, always wanted to be together."
"I think that it's one of those relationships that never happened and never was but it was almost. And, I think, spending so much time apart, one can tend to fantasize what could be. (...) All of that ease of them seeing each other again is right there and it's almost as if they never left each other's side." - Isa and Lew on Maria and Rhett in an interview with Down and Nerdy(x)
"I also love that I get to tell a story about love in this really crazy, scary world(...) and we really want to root for them!" - Isa in an interview with SciFi Vision(x)
#outer range s1#maria olivares#rhett abbott#rhett x maria#isabel arraiza#lewis pullman#tw: alcohol#tw: flashing lights#another last s1 gifset before s2#i know most of you are rhett/lewis fans but please no maria or maria/rhett hate here! thank you!#can't wait to see them together again and how their relationship evolves(or falls apart?)#again sorry about the shitty coloring#i love how smiley she is when she kisses him in their first and last kiss scenes#i actually watched all three of their interviews together but didn't know where to put them#here's to no love triangles or cheating or babies! don't have them destroyed like bodiela was for me#lol his smile before he asks her if the beer is for trevor was so cute... had me giggling and kicking my feet for real#i hope lewis and isa get to do press together in person but i really doubt they will because lew could be filming something?#i would settle for even another zoom call interview#i found out from a podcast not too long ago that they maybe didn't do a chemistry read... wow!#the smile after she hands him a beer is adorable#tw: alcohol?#if maria teaches him spanish i will sob#honestly whenever i think of their flirty banter i think of lew talking about to flirt to roast ratio a little bit
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A truly skilled individual attacks when their enemy least expects it. Keep that in mind, my pupil.
#alchemy of souls#alchemy of souls: light and shadow#alchemy of souls 2#kdramaedit#kdramadaily#kdrama#userharumi#udeokmis#tosnimeat#syaring#mufaloedit#alcofsedit#naksu as mudeok never was that flirty and seductive? *clears throat* here hold my beer#yes i cut out some dialogue don’t be confused#disclaimer: this is a mess i had another picture in my mind#then i realized that too scenes parallel but not that obviously and decided to post it anyway so bear with me
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That one scene from Hercules the Disney movie
Captain cold : I can’t believe you’re getting so walked up about some hero
Captain boomerang : this one is different. He’s honest and sweet. Captain cold : oh please 
Captain boomerang : he would never do anything to hurt me 
Captain cold : he’s the flash 
No, 'cause Boomer is probably so defensive about it. Cold would rather die than admit he cares, but he saw how Speedster can and will fuck you up, so whenever the two r just chilling around him, he gets full-on nitpicky.
Because of Flash's speed healing, I honestly doubt he has a lot of scars, especially from Digger, but the other way around? It's never anything too dangerous, usually a smaller cut that healed badly in the prison or something alike, but he has more than many scars from our fav Speedster. It's nothing that's too noticeable usually and his biggest harm was breaking his nose once or twice, which with how many times it was broken already makes it less than worth noting...
...for anyone, but Leonard Snart himself and his picky nature. Does he intend to make Flash feel bad with his snarky comments? Not exactly, but he's happy with it, even if they won't break up. Golden Glider absolutely adores it and tries her best to comfort Digger by saying "It's just in his big brother nature", but she's also not sure about what Flash wants from this relationship.
I wrote before that the JLA would need some time to understand that Digger is dating him without a second reason, but the Rouges? Some of them would eventually accept that Captain Boomerang and The Flash are dating just because they like each other and no-one is planning on changing their sides, even if Boomer is already on the grey-ish spectrum (tho most Rouges enjoy being on the grey-ish spectrum), some of them would never understand.
Trickster, for one, adores the fact that he can now hang out with the Flasher and just fool around! He's pretty fond of it and Boomer looks 100 times happier than before, so he's okay with it as long as it won't mess up anything.
Mirror Motherfucker- I mean, Master likes that he can annoy Barry more, but his fun is usually cut short because if there's one thing this man can do, it's running. The second Boomer is ready for their date or just happy to get somewhere else, he disappears. Him and Mirror boy ain't becoming besties any time soon, sadly. Lisa, who adores M&M(s), is a little sad because of it.
I feel like Captain Cold could warm up to the idea- (haha, get it?) but over all, he would not be a fan. You can see your totally-not-friend get his ass handed by a guy this many times before not trusting him with said totally-not-friend.
Weather Wizard would take a hot moment to warm up to the Speedster, but in the end, he'd be happy for the two (CC: Et tu, Mark?). He is the one and probably only Rouge that is willing to listen to Digger's rants about speedy. He's not trusting Barry per se, but he's not unhappy about the two together - even if there's no gain for him in it.
Golden Glider, a sour sweetheart she is, acts way more happily about it than she is - if she'll learn that Mark gets the juicy info from Digi, she's silently seething. Might be a little too much like her brother sometimes...
Heatwave, gods bless him, is slightly bitter about the fact that the Suicide Squad knows before them. Like, what do you mean people that kidnapped you know before us, your friend- he means, coworkers! He sulks a little, but as he's pretty happy for Digger, he is not as happy for Flash.
Also, a lil thing:
(expect possible ColdWeather/Hail aka CC x WW in the closest future <3 bc i lov 'em
Also the chatfic will happen!! I'll post the link to it, bc this mf is going to be on ao3, sorry <3 ships expected: Boomerflash, HarleyIvy, Flag x Deadshot for fun, Mirror Master x Golden Glider possibly, ColdWeather/Hail probably
It will be a chiller, easy to read and write ff! More info later <3)
#idk#probably bad english#bsing trough life#<3#flash x captain boomerang#art#ssktjl#boomerflash#fanart#captain boomerang#The flash rouges#Rouges#mirror master#captain cold#dc comics#Weather wizard#the trickster#flash rogues#captain on captain violence#my tag for cc & cb friendship fr#Golden glider#gal am so sorry that i called u star glider n light glider last time#Its not u its me#I think uhh mirror man n gliding gal are kinda canon?? But i might be reading their vibes wrong#“U need to learn me how to ice skate <3” and “you just like the fact that you can see yourself in the ice :P <3” r kinda flirty for me?? Id#That prev tag is paraphrasing their canon convo btw <3
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Favorite Tony + Angela Moments Per Episode - 2x17
#tonyangela moments#this is one of my favorite tonyangela episodes#also flirty tony is everything#the best#jonathan the voice of reason#get it over with#dead#someday you and mom will change your mind#double dead#jonathan always was an icon#tony x angela#angela x tony#tony micelli#angela bower#tony danza#judith light#love#2x17#who's the boss
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