#we're just getting started

[martanis]

The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power Cast Recap Season 1

[embraceweird]

CR announced the Fjord and Jester wedding live show and I immediately marked "wedding" in my calendar for that day

[lawabidingcinnamon]

Please someone edit together a video or gifset of every time Marisha says "we're just getting started" because i need the energy of all of them in my life

[softquietsteadylove]

Hello dear!

So i don't know if anyone already requested this, but we N E E D the proposal in the Ice Queen/Tyrant King AU! I literally crave for this.

Hugs and much love to you!! 🖤✨🖤✨

Gil paced the floor of Thena's flat, muttering to himself. He had been going over the plan incessantly, had calculated every detail, thought through every possible complication. The deal would go through, he was sure of it.

He had never hoped so strongly for it.

There were white rose and lily petals scatted all around the home, over her white shag rug and the white furniture. He had even affixed a few wisteria to the spiralling pendant lights. There was also a trail of the petals leading to the bedroom. Just...if she felt like celebrating.

Gil clutched the ring box in his hand. He was ready.

He had gone back and forth on how to do it, thought about the impact this would make on their lives, their businesses. He had thought about the ring, if he needed one and what she would like if he did get one. They already had their tattoos, after all.

Gil grinned down at his ring tattoo, still his favourite, and for good reason. He loved to think about the matching one on Thena's light, delicate finger, scrawled in white ink in a promise he would never demand she say aloud.

Really, part of him had wondered if she would want him to propose at all. His Goddess of War was a being of practicality, after all. And if they both considered themselves married, then wasn't that enough? Certainly, he was happy to think so. And if she never wanted him to actually ask her--if she never wanted to actually marry him, then he could live with that.

He just wanted to be with her, and for her to be happy, and if those two things could be true together, then he could die a fulfilled man.

If it weren't for Kingo, he would probably still be debating on what kind of ring she would even want. He just had never even considered that the idea of getting married would be even further along in her mind than his own.

But if what Kingo said was true, then she was prepared to face down his horrible family, and she was prepared for their empires of business to have to conflict a little before they really melded at all. Apparently she was prepared to have a traditional ceremony for the sake of his family.

Gil's heart swelled in his chest. He wasn't nearly so willing to oblige them. But the thought that his stubborn and sharp edged Ice Queen was?--for him? It laid to rest any doubts he could have about her not feeling as strongly as he did.

Thena wasn't a poet, and she never claimed to be one. She did better with actions than words, and always had. Even before they were together, he always knew that to understand the state of the Ice Queen, was to watch her behaviours carefully.

Once upon a time, he was just a colleague, seated a respectful table away from her in meetings. He would watch her come in, notice her beauty - maybe indulge in it a little bit - and keep an eye on her. It allowed him to learn about her without risking his life by asking her even the smallest of conversational questions.

Now, they were about to be engaged. He hoped.

Gil sighed, starting his walk around the carpet again, dragging his feet and watching the flower petals move around him. He hadn't exactly thought Thena would be this late, and it wasn't helping his nerves. By the time she got home at this rate, she would be tired from work, and he would have to rush to get his speech out before she could ask him what all this was about.

His phone buzzed on the coffee table, and he nearly tripped in his hurry to pick it up. "Princess?"

"Gilgamesh."

She wasn't alone. Or she just wasn't in the mood for pet names right now. "Hey, are you almost home?"

"I've found myself occupied at my office." She was looking at someone while she was talking. He could hear the way her tongue was dragging over her words.

Was she in danger? "Someone we know?"

"Actually," now he could hear a faint smile on her lips, "your mother's sister is here."

Shit.

"I'm on my way!"

[fleshandfiction]

25 posts!

[simonbrain]

sitting at the bar with your bestie and jokingly saying, "i wish that was me," when she spews about how her man made her come so many times the other night they almost hit double digits. you doubt anyone is paying attention to the two of you gossiping and giggling like fools, and you share that you haven't been laid in a while.

"it's been eight months, actually." you pout, slapping her arm when she gawks and splutters something about finding you someone to shag in the back alley right away.

if only you noticed the guy with the fuckass mohawk sitting on the other side of you, intently eavesdropping on your personal conversation. he likes your friend's idea; surely you'll let him pull a few orgasms out of you outside before he fingerbangs you in the car on the way home and finally finishes you in his bed.

ten's a big number to aim for, but johnny's nothing if not utterly determined to ruin the pretty girl who's had him rock hard since she walked in.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Polin + Parallels, Callbacks, & Foreshadowing (Seasons 1-3)

[egophiliac]

was this anyone else's first thought, or

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[allatariel]

Call your reps and tell them to vote NO on HR 9495 so they aren't labeled as "terrorist organizations" by bigots in power

[captainjonnitkessler]

Do you guys notice how when Shawn Fain, president of the United Auto Workers union, started planning a general strike, he did it by a) targeting his messaging towards unions with the ability to safely and effectively strike in large numbers, b) laid out a clear, actionable plan for those unions to follow (setting contracts to all expire at the same time, since many unions cannot strike while under contract), c) is using union contracts to set clear, actionable demands that can be met in order to gauge success and provide an end goal, and d) started organizing FOUR YEARS before the proposed strike date to give people the chance to plan accordingly, because it takes a really freaking long time to get tens of millions of people organized?

You notice how he didn't do it by slapping a message on Twitter saying 'hey nobody go to work on Monday, that'll really show 'em'?

[claraoswalds]

This is a brand new science for me, and I love it. The language of luck. 'Cause what is a coincidence but a form of accident? Two things bumping together unexpectedly. Like you and me.

[softquietsteadylove]

It has 3 parts so please bear with me, tysmia!!!

The Heiress sent some people to turn Thena down for a warning. But what about her having an argument with Thena now? The heiress wants to know what's their real relationship but Thena remained silent about it, she doesn't want the heiress to get the satisfaction of knowing it, she wants her to die out of the curiosity.

Thena was clearly winning this argument but not until...the heiress announced that she and Gil were getting married.

"Little Heiress," Thena greeted, and none too pleasantly, either.

"I have a name."

"I am aware." The Ice Queen was quite aware of every detail surrounding the little heiress, of course. She had done her research. She knew her family's business, she knew their methods, everyone's names and listed addresses--she knew their birthdays. "Are we on a first name business after your little stunt?"

But the young lady barely batted an eyelash. Rather, she fluttered them in a show of coquettishness. "I don't know what you could mean, Miss Thena."

"That's Ice Queen, as far as you are concerned." She kept her voice level, arms folded and lace securely around her shoulders. She had declined to sit, as the heiress had invited her to in front of her desk. "We have business decorum here as well, dear. I suggest you learn the rules before you seek to break them so ambitiously."

Point: Ice Queen

"What is your connection to Gilgamesh?"

Thena bristled, and the girl could see it. She narrowed her eyes at her, "would you like to rephrase your question?"

But the girl leaned forward in her chair. "Not particularly. I asked what your relationship with the Tyrant King is."

"None of your concern, certainly," Thena shot back calmly--easily. The little heiress frowned, sitting back in her chair with a scowl. Yes, that was it; she could wonder all she liked. Everyone could, as far as Thena was concerned. "Business is business."

"Is that what I interrupted?" she leaned forward again, even standing to come closer to Thena's eye level, "a...business meeting?"

Point: Little Heiress

Thena refused her the satisfaction of seeing her squirm again. She held her chin high. "I thought you had no recollection of any such incident?"

Point: Ice Queen

"Or should I find it in my resources to retaliate," she took just a step forward, perhaps a little eager to intimidate the young businesswoman.

"No, Ice Queen," the young woman offered a syrupy sweet smile. "I won't interrupt any of your dates--ah! I mean, of course, meetings, ever again."

Point: Little Heiress

Thena stepped back again, keeping her arms crossed (so her hand wouldn't wander to the knife at her thigh). "I recommend you stay out of any business to which you are not invited, my dear. We have been running this town for a long time, you see. You did hear what happened to Kro?"

Everyone had. It was common knowledge that her singular date for that event had soon met the end of his life, between the hands of the Ice Queen and the Tyrant King himself.

It was the night on which Gilgamesh was supposed to offer a proper date to the little heiress after the premature end to their first meeting. But she had run out on him that time. Thena had certainly thought that would be the end of it at the time.

"Yes," the girl conceded. "And I hear that you were not seen in your end of town for weeks afterward."

"Business requires travel, does it not?" Thena turned, happy to speak with her back to her host. "Perhaps you are long for Korea yourself?"

"Well," she could hear the smile in the little heiress' voice, "speaking of Korea. I will be going back soon."

Not soon enough.

"With Gilgamesh."

Just the faintest hitch in a breath--the slight falter in a step.

Point: Little Heiress. Checkmate.

"We'll be getting married there."

[xxplastic-cubexx]

oh boy 2AM !!!!!!

[s-aint-elmo]

Falin has been nearsighted since she was little, and has a habit of squinting when she's looking at things. —Delicious in Dungeon World Guide: The Adventurer's Bible

she should have been at the optometrist's

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