#otp: fire and gasoline

[theonlyblackcanary]

Suicide Squad // Gotham // Joker 2 Folie a Deux

Joker and Harley Quinn

Jeremiah and Ecco

Arthur Fleck and Harleen Quinzel

[5ivebyfive]

Trimberly insta, ft. fire meet gasoline

[iwantyoudeadsd]

When I'm away from you, I feel so alone, so alone I'm hopelessly drowning and all I can do is count down the days I'm counting the days time I've wasted, I will make it up to you.

[5ivebyfive]

I love it so much!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!!!!!!

Please would you draw for me fire meet gasoline trimberly with Trini in her Sabertooth Tigers gk kit and Kim in regular clothes (and the boot, it’s like a cast, on her foot) sitting in the goal like that night in the fic? Please! (If you want me to find the chapter/scene I can)

[the-bar-sinister]

Ask for OTPs and Self Ships

copied from a now gone post and blog: original url https://glitter-and-gasoline-deactivate.tumblr.com/post/687208822931095552

TW: angst, suggestive content, etc.

Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Describe their cozy night in.

Who would beg the other not to leave? Who has to leave to protect the other?

Would they build a pillow fort together just because?

What happens if one of them gets sick?

What are their thoughts on having children?

Describe their first date.

Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

Do they have many heated arguments? How do they smooth things over?

Who’s the bigger tease?

How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash?

Do they always say ‘i love you’ before leaving?

Can they stay up all night just talking?

Who’s more likely to pull the other in by the waist and kiss them passionately?

How likely are they to have fur babies? How many and what kind?

How do they feel about PDA?

Choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship.

Who would get into a fight to defend the other’s honor? Who tends to the other’s wounds?

What reminds each of their partner?

Who’s more likely to convince the other to stay in bed come morning?

Who’s more likely to give the other a massage?

Do they have any hobbies they share?

What are their vices?

Who is the light weight that needs to be taken care of after a party?

What are there thoughts on pet names? Do they have any?

Who is more likely to jump in an elevator? Who freaks out?

Your OTP gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing?

Can they sit side by side without touching the other or are they handsy? (lacing fingers, touching knees, etc.)

Who’s the better story teller?

Who’s the better cook?

Who’s more likely to tell a dirty joke or story to make the other blush?

Who’s more artistic?

Who’s more likely to fire up the stove at 2am because the other woke up in the middle of the night hungry?

Which is more likely to swear?

Who is more sexually experimental? Who’s more vanilla?

Who would rescue an injured animal and nurse it back to health? What would the other think?

Who has an insatiable appetite? And what does the other do to help?

Which one would take their jacket it off and drape over the other one because they were visibly shivering?

What’s their favorite type of weather to enjoy together? (getting snowed in together, watching thunderstorms, etc.)

Who would give their life for the other without a second thought?

Who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? Would the other join in or watch from the doorway?

Can they fall asleep without the other?

Would they get frisky at the movies by themselves?

Does either of them have a secret that could potentially ruin their relationship?

Who’s the better driver?

Does either of them have a hard time being away from the other?

who’s more likely to do something out of spite?

What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

Describe their weekend getaway?

Would they ever go skinny dipping?

Who’s more likely to carry the other to bed?

Do they like watching clouds or star gazing?

What do they do turn the other on/put them in the mood?

Whose the serious one when grocery shopping and who likes to toss random things in the cart?

Who’s more likely to hold a grudge after an argument?

Who tops? Who bottoms?

Who pulls the other closer when they’re sleeping?

[evaslytherpuff]

Tell me about Sebastian and Ember! They are so cute together 🥰 I’d like to know number

14, 22, 31, and 43

Please 🩷

(The way I choked when I saw that picture of Sebastian and then it got worse when I saw Embers🤭🫣)

Their fanfic is taking so long to write. lol. I’m working on multiple fics at a time. I’m hoping to have something posted, for any character, soon!😅

Sebastian and Ember are basically Fire meets Gasoline. Their relationship is pretty explosive but then again, Sebastian did always love to play with fire.😏❤️

14. Who kills the spiders? They both kill the creepy crawlers. lol. Ember is competitive, she might even turn it into a game and see who can kill the most or have the most dramatic kill. They love showing off for each other.❤️

22. Who goes all out for Valentine's Day? Sebastian is the one to go all out for Valentine’s Day! He’s lost Ember before and he’s afraid of losing her again. He will do anything in his power to keep her by his side and loves to see her light up with happiness, literally, Ember’s scar glows whenever she feels extremely strong emotions. He would get her favorite candy and lots of flowers and want to spend the night with her wrapped in his arms. Although he’s willing to go all out for her, Ember is always reassuring him that he doesn’t need to and that she’s happy and just loves being with him.❤️

31. Who is more affectionate? I’d say they are equally affectionate. Whenever Sebastian studies he studies hard! I headcanon that he wears glasses and Ember will often find him in the Undercroft, so exhausted from studying too long, passed out with his glasses still on and drooling on the desk. She will gently wake him up and take him to the RoR to rest with him and make sure he gets proper sleep and holds him through the night. Sebastian knows that Ember is pretty intense as well. She’s head girl for Hufflepuff house, their Seeker, she takes on a lot with her classes, and has to deal with reigning in her ancient magic. Although she’s always smiling and doing her best to be kind, Sebastian knows how stressed she really is, she hides how overwhelmed she gets. He enjoys giving her lots of massages to help her relax and unwind. They could spend the whole day cuddled in bed together, showering each other in attention.❤️

43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one? Ooo! That’s tough. lol. They like to win them for each other. Sebastian will win owl stuffed animals for Ember because she loves owls. Her Pygmy owl Trinket is afraid of the stuffed animals though because they are usually bigger than him.😂

Vivian: “Why is Trinket hiding in the hood of your robe?”

Ember: “Because of the new stuffed animal Sebastian won for me at the fair.”

Vivian: “Gah! It’s staring into my soul!”

Ember: “Hush! It’s adorable!”

The stuffed owl in question. lol.😂

Ember is always trying to win the biggest prize! She’s the one to get the giant teddy bears and give them to Sebastian. So maybe he wins the most but she wins the biggest. Ominis has been caught sleeping on a few of Sebastian’s bears. lol.

Seb: “No! You drooled on my panda bear, Ominis!”

Omi: “They have taken over our dorm! Where else am I supposed to sleep?!”

Seb: “Your bed!”

Omi: “They are on there too!”

I also headcanon that my OTP’s would all be besties with one another.😍❤️

Thank you for asking about them! I adore talking about their relationship!🥹 Btw, I love those pictures of them too!🤭 I’ll share the pics here as well. And An Ember bonus!🤗❤️

[multiverse--wanderer]

You Are My Quarter Mile | Dom x Brian (Fast and Furious) [ENG]

[Fan-fiction based on the OTP between Dominic Toretto and Brian O'Conner (Fast and Furious) With gasoline in their veins and living life on the road on the wrong side of the law, Dominic Toretto's life will take a complete turn with the arrival of Brian O'Conner. When the heart comes into play, there's no possible handbrake for the soul.

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REMINDER:

This story has been written in Spanish, which is my native language. This story has been translated to the best of my ability, although it is possible that it may have mistakes.

This is just a way to transport my writing to a common language for the rest of fans like me. For a better immersion, I recommend reading the story in its original version.

You can find this story on Wattpad and Archive of Our Own.

Thank you so much for reading me and see you in the stars.

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Chapter 2 - Now whatever it is you're in on, I want in on it too.

Dominic knew how risky it was to trust, right off the bat, the blonde guy standing in front of him. The circumstances that had brought them together and the way he had presented himself kept Dominic on alert. However, in those bright blue eyes, he glimpsed a genuine desire to belong to something greater. It was as if this guy, with his golden hair and carefree attitude, was looking for a place in his life, a spot within his family.

He could see the hunting instinct in him—fearless, reckless... yet there was a tactical intelligence in him that he had never seen in any other criminal.

The solitude of the night enveloped them, Dominic moved like a shadow in the dimness of the room. He slowly pressed the young man with golden strands against the wall, their bodies almost touching but not quite uniting. The movement was intentional, like a hunter demonstrating his dominance, impassive to any sign of challenge. He wanted the blonde to understand what he was getting into; the seriousness on his face was not for games or frivolities.

Brian's back lightly collided with the wall, and it was only at that moment that he realized how his own steps had slowly retreated in a docile movement he was not accustomed to. Dominic's body, much broader than his own, loomed over him like a test similar to jumping into the void. His blue eyes met the dark ones opposite him. He felt like two powerful planets colliding, orbiting too close. Brian's mouth went dry, his throat felt parched, and he experienced an overwhelming heat where his own pride allowed no room for weakness.

Dominic's expressions turned grim as, with a penetrating look, he raised his chin with unyielding pride. His voice resonated low but firm, like a whisper cutting through the air charged with tension:

—Prove to me once again that you truly want to be here.

The echo of those words penetrated deep within the undercover cop. For the first time, he felt small, vulnerable, under Dominic's dominating gaze. His body shrank back, and without realizing it, he pressed his body completely against the cold wall, as if seeking refuge that he clearly wouldn't find there. His blue eyes, usually filled with confidence, were lost in the intensity of Dom's stare.

—If you want me to prove it, then let me help you. Whatever you're involved in, I want in too.

Brian, with his soft voice, whispered what felt like a shared secret between them. But he did not give up; his almost childlike and capricious personality was like gasoline thrown onto the fire that was Dominic.

The perception of that tone made Dominic tilt his head, a teasing curiosity dancing across his features, though there was no room for mockery in his mood. It was the opposite; a seriousness took hold of him.

—You're not a cop or something, are you? Wanting to do everything possible to know my not-so-legal plans, huh?

With a swift movement, he stepped back, leaving behind any aura of intimacy surrounding them, like a fiery challenge embodying the very essence of his nature.

As Brian caught his breath from that closeness and the uncertainty within him, he peeled himself away from the wall like the paper from a damp muffin.

—I'd like more demonstrations of loyalty in your words. It's not as simple as it seems, Spilner.

The sigh that escaped Brian's lips was almost a lament. It felt as if Dominic had taken something essential from him, plunging him into a whirlwind of unfamiliar emotions. He tried to convince himself that his fear stemmed from being discovered, from the growing distrust he was beginning to see in Dominic's eyes, and not from Vincent's constant voice in his head.

—Do I look like a cop...?

He murmured, attempting to downplay the situation with a lighthearted and ironic tone, letting slip a pearly smile that characterized him. However, that gesture became fleeting when he bit his lower lip, aware of the vulnerability that movement entailed.

He was a good liar, the best liar. He had to remain so.

—So... are you taking me home...? —he insisted, his voice almost pleading.

—You look like a rich, sophisticated kid who wouldn't break a plate; never. —Dominic laughed in a playful, almost challenging way, an echo of confidence that felt natural to him—. Alright, I think you've earned it. And I think I know exactly what you'll have to do for me...

—Well, you have your eyes on my ass...! —the blonde protested, rolling his eyes like a child who was never taken seriously.

The annoyance of being treated like an inferior being began to bubble inside him.

"I have my eyes on your ass, to be precise." Dominic's thoughts, which the most prominent poets would envy, surged in his mind as the adrenaline built up, clouding his judgment.

He stayed staring at him, his gaze filled with uncertainty in the silence of Dominic as he followed his steps. This was a game he wasn't quite sure how to participate in. He tucked his hands into the deep pockets of his jacket and waved goodbye to Mia with a flirtatious smile and a gesture of his chin.

But what did he mean by that favor?

—Hey, does your sister have a boyfriend? I mean... —he cleared his throat a bit—. If she's with Vince...

He walked beside Dominic until they reached the workshop, where Dominic opened the door, revealing a collection of cars that sparked the blonde's admiration.

—No, Mia doesn't have a boyfriend; and don't you dare want to see her as a piece of meat. Now, choose a car, we'll take a ride.

Dominic's voice sounded rough and authoritative, sending a shiver down Brian's spine.

What happened between him and his sister... well, that was something he'd keep to himself for now. Like so many other things.

—I don't see her as... —the blonde became mesmerized, staring at the splendid collection of cars before him. His gaze roamed over every detail, every modification; the beauty of those vehicles fascinated him, and although his mind sought evidence of crimes, he couldn't help but be swept away by admiration. —This one! Can we go in this one? —he exclaimed, pointing at an imported car that had caught his attention.

Dominic, with his usual air of mystery and calmness, handed him the keys to the vehicle and moved to the passenger side.

—Get in, and let's take a drive along the coast.

The idea of navigating those curves while Brian showcased his driving skills filled Dominic with curiosity. He wanted to see how the blonde handled the road; it was an exam he wished to witness firsthand.

Brian felt a tingle of excitement at the prospect. Determined, he took the keys and settled into the driver's seat, letting the roar of the engine fill the night. The city shimmered around them, its lights twinkling like stars as they sped toward the coast, and with each kilometer traveled, adrenaline coursed through him. It was a moment he longed for, a moment where he could feel that control was in his hands.

Where he was completely free from the world that kept him captive.

The winding mountain road was known for its treacherous turns, but the car was ready to face any challenge. He turned up the volume of the rap music, letting the rhythm envelop the atmosphere. It was his opportunity to impress Dominic, to show that he was more than just a privileged kid. Dominic watched, with a mix of curiosity and pride, as Brian drove with an almost wild impulse, skidding through the curves, feeling the roar of the engine as an extension of his own being.

Finally, when they reached the top of the slope, the blonde braked, stopping the car at a spot that offered a spectacular view of the illuminated city.

With a smug smile, he looked at Dominic.

—If you need to vomit, roll down the window, okay?

Dominic, though calm in appearance, couldn't help but smile in complicity. Fun sparkled in his eyes as he enjoyed the experience he had just witnessed. The engine shut off, and a sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips.

—Spilner, you've left me speechless. I didn't think you'd handle these curves, but you did a damn good job. I understand why Vince finds you intimidating. Now that we've parked here, you should get out and enjoy the view, right?

The idea that he intimidated Vince ignited a fire inside Brian. The smile that appeared on his lips was unbreakable, and his ego soared to new heights. Dominic's praise suited him better than he was willing to admit. He felt proud, euphoric, like a teenager who had just discovered his place in the world. He decided to get out of the car and settled himself on the hood, gazing at the city lights as if they were stars dancing in the sky.

—So what do you say? Am I in the team?

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CONTINUE READING THE FULL CHAPTER HERE:

[5ivebyfive]

Trini in fire meet gasoline hopping out of her huge ass truck to take Kim out.

[astromechs]

rebelcaptain + 1, 12 and 45

1. Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

i see this scenario playing out at a time when neither have actually said the words yet, and they just... explode out in the middle of this very heated argument. and the one i'm envisioning actually saying it is cassian, because — counter to what some may believe, i actually think jyn is in better control of herself during an argument, and employs the vicious things she says while mad as very deliberate strikes. but cassian? cassian spends so much time holding things back that when the anger does boil over, he's in less control and so something like this is more likely to explode out. so it does, he's stunned by what he just said, they're both stunned, and things go REALLY quiet. so he actually didn't intend to end it this way, but it ended nevertheless.

12. Do they have many heated arguments? How do they smooth things over?

they had a testy beginning, but to be honest, once they sort their shit out, they really don't argue that much; they happen to be on the same wavelength about a lot of things, they work well together, and there's a lot of that silent understanding that passes back and forth between them. that being said, when they do argue, it can get really nasty really quickly. they're both strong-willed people, they've both struggled a lot with relationships in their own ways, they've both never met a fire they didn't want to throw gasoline on, and especially after being together for a while, would know exactly what words would hurt and exactly how to strike with them.

if it was one of those really nasty arguments, it might take them a while to come back from it, because they're both stubborn as fuck and basically daring the other to blink first — and then the more time drags on, the more both of their insecurities start rearing their heads, so, yay. at that point, it probably takes some outside intervention from of their friends to make them both put the fucking proverbial weapons down even though every second during this standoff has been absolutely miserable for the both of them, but eventually, they exchange their i'm sorrys, then hold onto each other tightly and don't let go for a while.

45. Can they fall asleep without the other?

at the very least, not well. and, if i'm really being honest — not at all. it's the trauma and the codependency.

otp asks!

[silvervalkyrie]

All my scars don't seem to matter anymore 'Cause they led me here to you

Valkyrie was never good at instruments, let alone guitar, but after hearing several Samurai songs and feeling the itch Johnny had to play every time they walked past a music store...Well, it wasn’t that hard to get a guitar to start practicing. One of her practice sessions with him was definitely a point where Johnny felt a really sharp something pierce his heart.

Gorgeous piece of johnny and valkyrie by squared2theroot on twitter <3</p>

[5ivebyfive]

fire meet gasoline - chapter nine: and it feels stupendous

Kimberly Hart, professional women's soccer/football star, gets transferred to a new team. Their star goalkeeper, Trini Gomez, isn't the most welcoming, but there's something about Trini that Kim can't shake. They have to learn how to go from rivals to teammates, and they have to find a way to get along. But it's not easy. Especially not with a mutual attraction and a one night stand standing between them. Can they learn to work together? Or will the fact that they're both stubborn and argumentative continue to cause trouble between them? And what about that attraction...

[captainderyn]

"I'm pretty good at providing distractions" dealer's choice :)))

Thank you for the ask @lumielles! I’m sorry this took a fair bit of time to answer :’) But I couldn’t use anyone but Wren and Trix for this let’s be honest...

As per usual with them and in line with this prompts there’s a sprinkling of spice in this... 

Trix belongs to @delavairesslegacy

“Stars damn it all!” Trix pushed her small mountain of datapads away from her perhaps a little more aggressively than she had intended, sending her little mug of pencils and pens and styluses falling off the desk and onto the floor.

 Growl rumbling from her throat she dragged her hands through her hair, muttering another soft curse, glaring daggers at the datapads. Her line of work had been on too much of a high for it to keep going strong, but watching a carefully cultivated and planned objective crumble to dust with one message and a single person’s mistake sent a sharp jab of frustration through her. 

She felt more than heard Wren come down the hallway, feeling her presence slide closer–probing curiously–when she stopped in the door frame. “Everything alright?” 

“Everything is fine.” Trix sighed, pressing her palm to her forehead without turning around. “Just stuck playing a waiting game now that I hadn’t planned for.” 

Wren hummed, padding closer. Her hands slipped around her shoulders, her kiss warm against the ridges along the back of her neck in a way that made her involuntarily shiver. Her wife did it intentionally, she always did, always drifted there ever since she learned that they were sensitive. “Well, what a shame.” she paused, resting her chin on Trix’s shoulders. 

She could practically hear the sarcastic dripping from her voice. “What a damn shame.” she nuzzled her face closer to Trix’s neck, teeth teasing the skin there. Trix kept herself carefully still, arching a browstalk just to see exactly was Wren would do. She was never the most patient, never the one to play a game of teasing for more than a few exchanges before she grew impatient. “I imagine you could use a distraction.” 

Wren was decidedly blunt in her insinuations, for all the verbal battles she had to fight in the Dark Council chambers and Trix bit back an amused breath of a laugh. Instead she sighed, leaning forward in her chair and reached out further towards her desk like she was going to gather her datapads once again. “You’re quite right, there are other countless messages I should really respond to...” 

Wren’s indignation flared in the force bond between them and in the next beat she was in front of Trix, one hand lightly pushing her away from her desk. Wren sidled her way onto Trix’s lap, green eyes darkened to emerald in the stormy light from outside. “Or...” she conveniently ignored Trix’s hedged words--she knew just as well as Trix did that she was just pushing her buttons. “I’m pretty good at providing distractions.” 

“Are you now?” Trix’s other browstalk arched, though she couldn’t keep her eyes from darting down to Wren’s lips as her wife’s hands began to wander, ghosting over the exposed ridges on her arms and shoulders as they did. She growled lowly at Wren’s deliberate tease, something heating in her at the smirk she was given and the way Wren raised an eyebrow. 

She cut off any smart, sly comment her wife may offered, catching Wren’s lower lip between her teeth and dragging a hand through her hair, shaking it free of its braid and relishing the way that Wren melted into her touch.

When her comm chimed from the place it had fallen on the floor later she let it chirp--they had made her wait and now they could wait for her; she had far more important matters on her mind. After the third ring Wren grumbled against her lips and with a flick of her hand sent the device flying, silencing it by either distance or the soft thud of it hitting the wall.  

“Let them wait.” 

[nanapop]

STILL MY FAVE did you know Vy is an old rp character of mine 😏

redraw of an old, old, old drawing that is still my fave uwu

[tokugou]

BAKUGOU and TODOROKI in episode 92

[pagesfrank]

kastle aesthetic - now i think we are saving eachother.

[rocknrolleigns]

You’ve been struck by… a smooth criminal: part 10/?

(insp.)