Gentle as she goes

[sockula_untold]

wrapped around your finger selectively sweet shipping meme

You might be the biggest curmudgeon in the known universe, just as prickly as a porcupine. Perhaps you're on the other end of the spectrum, cool like a cucumber and never letting anyone get to you. They're not worthy of your time. Still, despite what the case may be, you have one little weak spot. The person you love gets all the sweetness and kindness you have, which admittedly may not be too much, and in your rare moments together, many would be shocked at how you behave. In fact, your special person might not even know that you can be grumpy outside of your encounters! Well, goes to show that everyone doen't know everything about you, do they? This meme is pretty shamelessly for fluff, opening up, dokis, and also more dokis. Respond with your character, preferences, what role you'd like to play if it matters, and any other info. Then, respond to others.

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Death (Personification) | Elisabeth (Musical)/Religion | OTA

[thelastdanceismine]

Eren Jaeger | Shingeki no Kyojin | M/M

[preciousbrat]

john childermass - jonathan strange & mr. norrell.

[lowborn]

Katsuki Bakugou | BNHA | ota

[kacchan]

Lisa Snart | DCTV | OTA

[gildedshot]

Merlin | Kingsman | OTA

[fuckin_spectacular]

~<3

[ambiguous_dichotomy]

[It was late. Far too late, in fact, and Rice was eyeing the breakroom clock with growing amusement. It wasn't all that uncommon, but he still couldn't help the sarcastic little smirk that toyed with the corner of his mouth.

He'd been stood up.

Again.

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair before he finally gave up on waiting and got up. Soda can in recycling, crisp bag in the bin, and then he was exiting the lounge and navigating the hallways that sprawled under the mansion that served as Kingsmen HQ.

Honestly, he wasn't that surprised to run into a terrified R&D intern fleeing from the office he was heading for, and that smirk was still on his lips as he leaned against the door frame.]

Too busy scaring the staff to look at a clock, love?

[fuckin_spectacular]

[Merlin didn’t even look up when Rice settled in the doorway. As forward as the boy was if he’d really been that confident of not being turned away he’d have come into the office fully. Despite the fleeing intern, though, Merlin did nothing to indicate the blond was unwelcome. According to most that was as good as rolling out the red carpet.

There was a mug of cold tea on one side of his monitor but it had been shoved behind a sizable box of parts. Gears and springs and any number of metal bits that would be necessary to fix the device taking up most of his desk. Only after he’d settled a panel in place and set the soldering iron in hand back in its cradle did he finally look up. He lifted a brow, looking over his glasses at the younger mans smirk, utterly unapologetic for missing their appointment.]

I’m well aware of the time.

[ambiguous_dichotomy]

[Oh, he could always be turned away. Especially when the older man was tinkering with something. And from the look of his desk, he was well past tinkering and fully enthralled with his project.

Still, it was late and Rice was bolder than most when it came to the surly Scottsman.

Pushing off the frame, the younger man let the heavy door slide shut behind him as he made his way cautiously into the office proper. Most would have crossed over the desk. Most would have kept all their attention on the wizard himself. Rice did non of the above. Instead, he slipped soundlessly around him to pick up that discarded mug.]

So then you left me waiting on purpose? Not very gentlemanly of you.

[He moved to the back corner of the office, checking that there was still water in the kettle before he set about making a new mug.]

[roxymorton]

[Just a thousand little hearts for playing a Merlin.

I'll see myself out]

[fuckin_spectacular]

[aaahhh Roxy! I am so happy to see you.

No no, please stay >3]

[roxymorton]

[Well, if you insist. I love playing Rox with Merlin, they are my guilty pleasure.]

Rey || Star Wars || F/M

[talentedscavenger]

Wanda Maximoff || MCU || F/M

[scarlettwin]

Sansa Stark | GoT

[stonebird]

viago | what we do in the shadows

[awakeywakey]

[ The bright spot here! f/m or m/m, all shippy/fluff and no smut unless we build up to it! ]

Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV | M/M Pref

[fairygodspecs]

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kashima ryuuichi ☆ gakuen babysitters

[baybrositter]

(ota.)

Bruce Wayne - dceu

[bought_the_bank]

(Selina.)

[fille_fatale]

She bought the place months ago, with money stolen furtively and sacked away over the course of many more months. It was nothing to look at, at first: a dingy place that used to be a local boxing ring. At least, she hopes that part was true, given how much blood had been staining the floor. There were old mob ties, but nothing active since Falcone's time.

His time is long over, though, and while Selina tries to actively resist nostalgia, sometimes she indulges while she oversees the refit. It takes time, and a lot of money, a lot of promises she doesn't intend to deliver on, and at least two broken noses - but eventually, it looks more like a bar than a rundown hole in the wall.

Falcone's time in this city - terrorizing it, apparently, rather than just running it the way she remembers - ended years ago, in this Gotham. She can't find any hint that Fish Mooney was even born here, and Cobblepot - well, Selina's not afraid of Penguin. She's afraid of being nobody her whole life.

She sews the seeds, while the bar is being built: puts a few words in the right ears. Just because she doesn't know this Gotham like she did doesn't mean she doesn't still know how to find the rats when she needs to. It may not be the same city, but it's the same kind of city.

Opening night is a big affair, by Narrows standards: happy hour prices all night to entice drunkards and poor college kids feeling a little brave. And for the clientele that shows up later in the night, there are private rooms for cutting deals - well, mostly private. Selina plans to use security footage later to rip off the really good marks.

She pretends she isn't, but she keeps an eye out for him from the moment she opens the Siren's doors. Fancy invitations aren't her thing at all, but she took the time to slip a card in his mailbox, with the name of the bar, an address, and an expectation. See you there.

[bought_the_bank]

He's kept tabs on her progress surreptitiously. It's been difficult not to interfere in any way, watching her new beginning take shape. When she first brought up the idea over lunch, an uneasiness settled into the pit of his stomach. There it's resided ever since. He wasn't shy about expressing himself then and he still doesn't approve now. But he's interested in seeing how it unfolds. Already he knows the wheels have been set into motion to make it more than just an average bar. With Selina, nothing is ever average.

See you there.

How could he resist a handwritten invitation like that? Truth be told, he wants to see her again. He also wants an opportunity to look around. At a quarter past nine, he walks through the front door.

[fille_fatale]

Selina spots him right away. She doesn't wear her heart on her sleeve, but she's more expressive than certain people she knows. So she doesn't light up when she sees him: she's never lit up on seeing the people she wants to see. Usually, she shutters everything until she's sure it's a good interaction.

This, she knows, could go either way. It's Bruce.

But because it's Bruce, she approaches from behind, two drinks in hand. She remembers, once, when she was a kid and so was he - the other he - trying to sneak up on him and being caught. She's stealthier as an adult, but the attempt to surprise him is only halfhearted. She likes the idea that he might spot her.

"Took you long enough."

wanda maximoff | mcu ( f/m )

[bruixa]

everett ross | mcu

[notjustasuit]

Jyn Erso | Rogue One | OTA

[wherehopegoes]