Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!
Hey. [ Something in expression softens; there have been times, more than he can count, when Oliver wanted to tell her everything. The secrets; how every scar had been received, why there were times when he seems distant. Thea deserves that and more. The danger it could put her in...that's what always stops him. His thoughts were still a little erratic; a combination of adrenaline and just..the emotional intensity that came with being this close to her. The playful nature isn't completely gone, either. It's just important that she understands something.
Lifting his hand, he brushes a few errant strands of brunette hair away from her face, letting his thumb slide across Thea's cheek ] I'd never give you a reason to be afraid of me, Thea. Not you.
[ She's almost used to the sight of him. Almost. In a way, she may never get completely used to it, no matter what. But it doesn't leave her quite as as breathless, or speechless, as it used to. ]
[ This tone he's talking to her with, on the other hand. She's heard him talking about - and to - Laurel, when she first had a chance to know him a little bit. Then he'd used it to her when he was slipping her the antidote syringe, knowing that she would be taken by Slade. Asking her to risk his life so they could end this. ]
[ It's complicated, hearing it. Despite herself, though, it grounds her, the tension leeching out of her face and her eyes softening. Yes, she hears him. And she shakes her head. ]
You realize that what you do, what you lost your posh, shiny life to do - protect people, save this city? Just because you're the one who can do it, and will risk your life over and over again, no matter how hard it is to pick yourself up after whatever happens?
That's plenty enough to deserve much better someone than me. And that doesn't stop me from wanting, but.
[ She shakes her head a little, again, closing her eyes for a moment, then tries again. She was going for humorous jibe, because that usually works best between them, and it got away from her. So, once more. ]
What kind of ... person, do you think would be able to deserve me?
[ If the problem doesn't work for the same old direction, look at it from another, right? ]
I'm not saying you have. [Her smile picks up again when he brushes her hair back. She just means she knows there are some things in him that have changed-- for the better, and she's not afraid.]
Plus I can take it. [Thea presses her lips together with a raise of her eyebrows, trying to goad him. It's not that she can't take the seriousness of what is happening. The pounding in her chest makes this very real, but she's okay. She's confident even with the nerves that are rising. Thea is all too used to keeping her head on straight no matter what.]
I'm going against my better judgement and assume this is not for me. Please do not send me anything like this again, I'm not the person you think I am. Much appreciated.
[ There is a brief second where she stares at it because it doesn't really connect -- and then she flushes, covers her face, then once she's over the embarrassment, deletes it. ]
Is that what you're eating? I hope not. There's a lot of fat and sodium and I'm sure you could find a place that serves a better burger. In fact, I'll look one up if you want.
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