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Hi! Had an idea for the actor AU!
Thena got curious what kind of a training he does when he goes to the gym so she decided to ask him if she can come with him.
Maybe you can do some fluff and cute stuff? Like Gil showing her a few things and comes very close? And of course a bit of a little thirst for Thena, I mean those muscles duh!👀
It just came to my mind maybe you can write something nice wit this prompt? :)
"Uh," Thena looked around, her ponytail swinging, looped through the back of the hat on her head. "Wow."
She knew that Gil went to one of the pretty hardcore gyms for people in show business. Of course there were still different levels of practice, and everyone was welcome. But she recognised several action stars just from their backs as they carried on with their own workouts.
"It's okay," he chuckled, nodding his head for her to follow him in.
She was the one who had asked to tag along to his gym for his usual workout. She was considering changing gyms and personal trainers herself, since she - since working more and more with Gil - was apparently just...becoming someone expected to do stuntwork. And she enjoyed it, really. But if it didn't include Gil, she wouldn't be signing on for it for fun.
"Today's an off day, so my usual trainer isn't actually here," Gil said gently as he led them to an end of the weight racks reasonably far away from everyone. "I was just going to come and do some light lifting and maybe a little boxing work done."
Thena nodded, feeling sheepish surrounded by people all with a certain level of ferocity to them. They were all either training for something particular or just had a certain physique in need of maintenance.
"What do you usually do for your workouts?" Gil asked as he grabbed some weights for her first.
"Nothing like this," she murmured, still self-conscious as she pulled off her hat and accepted the weights from him. "It's more some light weights, leg stuff. Probably more cardio, than anything."
Gil just nodded, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable about anything. Not that it would be possible for him. "That's a good routine to have."
Thena eyed him as he picked up his own weights--massive things that looked like she would have to two-hand them. His arms rippled as he picked them up. She dashed her eyes away, feeling silly for it. "I-I'm sure my usual stuff would be like a warm up for you."
"That's not true," he refuted, even as he started bicep curling with the massive weights in his hands. "We all have our own stuff. I'm terrible at cardio. You should see me when I get in the ring--I'm huffing and puffing, covered in sweat, it's not pretty."
Thena kept quiet about whether she thought that would be true or not. Maybe pretty wasn't the word, but she certainly thought it would be sexy...
Gil blew out a breath taking a break between his sets. He looked at her, easily lifting the weights he had given her. "Maybe you need heavier ones."
"Oh, no thank you," Thena laughed immediately, but Gil set his weights down with a shake of his head.
"No, really," he retrieved the next weight up. "You barely look like you're lifting anything. I know you don't want anything too hard, but there's such a thing as too easy, too."
Thena pouted at him as he exchanged her nice and light weights with slightly heavier ones. "But I like easy."
He chuckled, easily depositing her other ones on the rack before picking up his own again. Again, his muscles undulated under his skin from the movement. And again, Thena caught herself staring before forcing herself to look away. "Indulge me."
Oh, she was indulging, all right. Thena's eyes kept drifting over to Gil as he lifted beside her, focusing on himself and his movements, not imposing any need for conversation between them. He knew what he was doing. His arms looked massive as they moved, and as he switched movements with them, she could catch the ripple of his muscles in his chest under his shirt, in his shoulders, his back-
"Thena?"
"Hm?" she blinked, feeling herself blush. She had been caught staring, again (the evidence of her ogling him on the red carpet was bad enough).
"What training did you do when you were in that ballet movie?"
"Oh," she blinked. It had been a long time ago, fairly early on in her career. It was her first big dramatic role, and she had taken it quite seriously. She didn't think Gil had seen it. "I remember that. The training was fairly gruelling, as I recall. I went to an actual ballet academy for their expertise. They let me train with them to the extent I was able in the few months I had before we began filming."
"Hey, ballet is no joke," Gil grinned at her, some sweat starting to collect on his brow. He wore it well. "Dancing requires a lot of muscle, and even more control over them. I know better than to try and keep up with them."
"I know the feeling," Thena smiled, taking a break in her own lifting. "Trying to keep up with even the rudimentary practise they constructed for me was exhausting. I kept that in mind at all times when we were filming and I was allowed to take breaks as often as I pleased."
"It was a great movie, though," he smiled at her, and again, she felt herself blush.
"When did you have time to unearth that old thing?" she asked with a laugh in hopes of downplaying her fluster.
"Actually, it's one of the first movies of yours I saw," Gil confessed more quietly. He also set down his weights for it, swiping at his brow with a towel sitting out of his bag. "I can't remember how I came across it, but I saw it before I really knew who you were and stuff. I've always really liked it."
Thena smiled down at the ground as she set her weights aside as well. "I have fond memories of it. I still consider it my big break, of sorts."
"You got an award for it right?"
"A few," she admitted, although with a faint glow of pride to her as she said it. "Guild, the choice award, and even a globe."
"That's pretty damn impressive for your first big break," Gil chuckled, guiding them away from the handheld weights and towards the equipment. "I remember rooting for you for the globe. You wore that fancy black dress-"
"Stop it," she gave his chest a pat with the back of her hand.
"Fine," he accepted the friendly nudge with a laugh, patting the small of her back in a similar gesture. "What first?--rower or deadlifts?"
"Stairmaster," Thena responded cut and dry, already moving to the equipment that didn't require anything of her arms (already tired).
"What happened to wanting to see my routine in action?" Gil chuckled as he took up one of the machines directly across from her, able to talk to her without really having to shout.
"I can see you just fine," Thena huffed, starting her usual - agonising - climbing routine and shaking her head, letting her ponytail bounce behind her.
"I guess so," Gil raised a brow at her. She returned the expression playfully.
Thena nearly tripped on a step as Gil pulled up the bottom of his loose workout clothes to swipe at the sweat on his face. She stared down at her feet, attempting to banish the thought of his rock solid barrel chest and the hair around his bellybutton from her mind.
Gil happily turned his focus to his own workout, staring ahead of him and definitely not at the sway of her hips, or her legs in her skintight yogapants, or even the way her seductive little shoulders swayed with every step.
Just two people enjoying a casual, platonic workout together.
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43sol · 1 year
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glad they implemented the ‘skipping the scenes you already got’ option. don’t have to speed run hahaha
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proosh · 5 months
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FraPru dynamic I can’t stop myself from writing: Fran fondly reassuring his autistic boyfriend (Gil) that he does, in fact, want to be mauled by him
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purecalcium66 · 8 months
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Couldnt sleep
im playing bioshock 2 rn so i tried sketching some characters :))))
Some are better, some worse (sorry Suchong i messed you up so much i was tired)
i should've drawn Sofia Lamb too but i failed misearably and gave up (edit: im playing rn through the Inner Persephone and fuck Lamb im crying)
and im not ready to draw Delta yet but im closer and closer every day, big daddies are so complicated aaaahhh
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i love this game soooo much
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erynalasse · 2 years
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A really underutilized dynamic is the War of Wrath where you have
High King Gil-galad of the Noldor in Beleriand, who failed to stop the Kinslaying at Sirion
High King Finarfin of the Noldor in Aman, who repented and returned after the Kinslaying at Alqualondë
Former High Kings of the Noldor Maedhros and Maglor, who were chief perpetrators of the above Kinslayings
who all have to sit down together and coordinate the attack on Angband.
It really underscores the twin dynamics of technically you are family, but I would also like to kill you as well as the enemy of my enemy is my friend, but have I mentioned I would also like to kill you.
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THE DOCTOR: How many humans does it take to change a lightbulb? COMPANION: *sigh* I don't know, Doctor, how many humans it takes to change a lightbulb? THE DOCTOR: *disappointed* You don't know either? Not one human I've asked has got the answer.
Doctor Who Jokes and Incorrect Quotes for Monday by GIL
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thranduilswifesblog · 2 years
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Elrond : they asked me how I managed Imladris so easily
Elrond : the secret is, I dont. I have no control over them whatsoever
Elrond : Earlier, Elladan called my name and when I showed up to see what's going on, Glorfindel shots me on the throat with a nerf gun
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viatagrinner · 1 year
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Gilbert's POV. Ch. 8: I want to tame/to discipline Miss Bunny.
TW: Description of the deaths of minor characters.
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I remembered something I didn't like.
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Albert: Listen, Gil. I'm on your side no matter what .
Albert: I promise. I won't leave you alone. So...?
Gilbert: Really....?
Gilbert: Would you really say "Welcome home" to me if I came back from Rhodolite?
Albert: Oh, naturally. When you say, "Have a good day," you must always be greeted with a "welcome home".
There was a lot of blood in Obsidian Castle at that time.
The fierce struggle of the older brothers for the succession/emperor's throne was so cruel.
Everyone who is entitled to the throne kills everyone who gets in his way in order to gain absolute power in Obsidian.
Albert, who was three years older than me, was no stranger/unrelated to the story.
It was at this time that my mother and Albert unexpectedly suggested that I go to Rhodolite for treatment.
The poor prince, who was sickly and about to die before the succession battle, was sent out of the country in secret....
It could have been the farewell of a lifetime in a court where deaths occur every day.
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Albert: It's all right, Gil. By the time you get back to this castle, hell will be over.
Albert: I will greet you with a smile, so get well soon.
Mother: I hope you make some friends along the way. Gil is often alone. //It would be nice if you could make some friends while you're at it. Gil is alone a lot.
Mother: In Rhodolite you can make friends without worrying about your status, right?
Mother: Friends are a good thing. I know there will be a lot of hard times and a lot of fun times ahead.
Mother: When you have someone to share with, your heart shines brighter every day.
Mother: But you're sweet/kind and smart, but you're afraid to make friends... Aren't you?
Gilbert: Because..... a kid who befriends me might get killed, no?
Albert: You make friends, you just have to protect them. Because Gil is talented, he can do that much.
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Mother: Besides, one cannot live alone. We definitely need someone to share our worries and our joys with.
Mother: Right?
Gilbert: ....OK, I'll do my best.
Albert: This rule. Eat lots of good food. Your health depends on the food you eat.
Albert: You're too skinny. Eat more when you can eat, like I do.
Gilbert: If I do that, I wonder if I can become as strong as you, Albert.
Albert: Yes, you can. You can run every day.
Albert and my mother both smile as warmly as the sun.
So I, too, smiled.
Gilbert: I'll come back stronger.
Gilbert: See you later.
And when I returned after my recuperation period, Albert and my mother welcomed me back.
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Headless, with their heads recently severed.
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Luke: Hey, what are you doing!
Luke's angry shouts push the memories of the past into the distance.
(...Oh, I just did it.)
Miss Bunny hit her back against the wall as she lunged, and I threw her off with force.
Even though it happened suddenly, I had forgotten how to adjust the force.
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(But it can't be helped, can it?)
Gilbert: What, Miss Bunny was in the way.
Luke: There is a better way to protect her.
Gilbert: Protect? Why should I protect Miss Bunny, who got in my way by doing unnecessary things?
The lives of many of the people gathered at Clavis' secret evening changed on Bloodstained Rose Day.
I assumed in advance that some of them would hate Obsidian so much that they would want to bite me.
(But I never thought Miss Bunny would try to cover for me.)
(...I wonder why you're trying to hurt my prey.)
MC: Ha…. hah…
Miss Bunny repeatedly breathes painfully.
She didn't give up, as if throwing away unpleasant and uncomfortable feelings.
(Seemed to need discipline/taming here.)
*The sound of a cane* I approach, Luke protects Miss Bunny.
Luke: Stop, Gil!
Gilbert: ...Stand back.
Luke: I'll never back down!
Even Luke, who should be more accustomed to killing than Miss Bunny, could see a faint trace of sweat.
As I watched him embrace the trembling Miss Bunny, I was reminded once again that I am a big bad guy.
Luke: Why are you suddenly so angry?
Gilbert: I'm not angry. It was just an unpleasant decision/completion.
Gilbert: Or maybe I didn't notice as much.
I threw a glance at the man and the knife lying on the floor. To me, accustomed to combat, this weapon is of little importance, but to Miss Bunny it is dangerous.
Gilbert: Do you have something to say?
(I hope you realize what a foolish thing you've done.)
I bring the tip of my cane to her eyes.
The beast of trampling/conquest is such that its killing power alone can rob you of your words.
In spite of this, Miss Bunny breathes in full-throated air as if she is trying to resist and trying to get up.
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(━━....... I think this is the first time I've ever gotten such a cheeky response in return to bloodlust.)
MC: .....If you refuse to engage in dialogue... that's what's going to happen.
MC: I don't think violence ....is justice...
MC: An effort must be made..... to fill any gap.
Gilbert: ......
MC: Only violence.......is what you’re good at.
MC: And that’s what..the beast truly does.
(........)
Gilbert: .....Huh?
(I see, so that's what you're thinking now.)
(It's an obvious answer, and frankly, I don't care.)
Miss Bunny shows no signs of remorse.
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(I was hoping to hear her defense of her stupidity in "covering for me".)
In this state, I don't even know where to direct my bloodlust.
Luke: That's enough, Gil. You're on the side of the weak, aren't you?
Luke: What are you doing threatening MC?
Gilbert: ......
(Luke says so, but .....)
(...What if I hadn't reacted sooner and Miss Bunny got stabbed?)
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Again and again, and again, and again, I remember that scene in my dreams.
Albert and my mother were accused of giving their opinion to the emperor in order to stop the dispute over the succession to the throne.
I don't need to ask now why they tried to stop the conflict.
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It was to protect the sickly prince.
It was a life that was lost to protect.
As with Miss Bunny's stupidity earlier, she does everything without being asked.
(It is impossible to forgive/allow.)
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Gilbert: ….Hmm, that’s right.
Nevertheless, the bloodlust was gone.
Any further pressure would cause breathing difficulties.
(....The bad guys don't need intervention.)
Gilbert: Of course, that wasn't like me.
Gilbert: Sorry, I got upset when Miss Bunny did that stupid thing, right?
(Don't betray me, even you, my "friend".)
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(I'm the only one allowed to kill my prey [you].)
Even after my bloodlust had passed, Miss Bunny kept shaking. Luke picks her up, and she disappears from the hall.
I never once made eye contact with Miss Bunny during that time.
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raointean · 1 year
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Elrond’s family is leaving him almost as fast as his hairline.
-My sister while watching the Two Towers
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Hi love your works!
I love the Thenamesh zombie au and would like to ask for a prompt! Would love to read some Gil and Thena fighting action against a small group of zombies and towards the last zombies Gil is protecting Thena against a zombie too heavy and strong for her. Some cute fluff at the end maybe?:)
"You need a hand?" Gil called upward, anxiously watching as Thena scaled the higher up shelves for the remaining goods there.
"I got it," she called back down to him, pushing over cans of soup and bottles of water forgotten in the initial rush and panic.
Gil just sighed, collecting up what she sent down and putting it in the cart they'd commandeered. Thena never asked for his help with anything, and hardly ever even accepted it when he offered. Not that it surprised him. It was just part of being so badass, he supposed.
"I think that's it for this aisle," Thena leaned over to at least look at him. She looked around them, "doesn't seem to be much else worthwhile."
"Okay," Gil murmured, hoping that meant she would just come back down to the ground with him. It made him nervous, watching her jump around on the flimsy metal shelves, no matter how little she was. "Do you-"
Thena was already jumping from the shelf to the column, gripping the sides of it and then jumping down the rest of the way. She landed with a huff.
"Right," Gil sighed. He supposed there were worse things than having an amazing, cool, deadly - beautiful - woman by his side in the apocalypse. "We got some pretty good stuff, at least."
Thena examined the cart, tilting her head this way and that at the cans. "I can see why split pea soup was what was left."
"Hey, it's not so bad," he chuckled, taking the can from her hand. "If I find some maple syrup, this stuff will become your favourite meal."
"I doubt that," she at least laughed with him as they headed towards the exit again.
"Maybe I'll hold onto it until we're in farm land again," Gil mused as he walked the cart slowly and carefully--as quietly as possible. "This stuff goes great with bacon."
"I remember bacon," Thena smiled, whether she was reminiscing about the food or something else.
"Should we check the medical stuff?" Gil suggested as they arrived at the main stretch of aisles again. "See if there's anything left worth taking?"
Thena nodded, taking up her knife from her thigh, "meet you back here in fifteen."
"Make it ten," he corrected with a very particular sneer. But it made her laugh as she trotted off in the other direction. Gil left the cart where it was, drifting to the clothes close to the abandoned registers to see if there was anything they might want to take with them.
Not that there was much left, but he tilted his head at a white sweater that looked pretty clean. It was probably large enough that it would be a full on dress over Thena, but maybe she could wear it over her other stuff when it got colder.
"Gil!"
He ran. He ran as fast as he could, already reaching for the handheld axe he'd picked up a few stops ago (his trusty iron skillet was still strapped to his backpack). If Thena was calling for him, then she really, really needed help.
It was a security guard, probably long dormant and awakened by their rummaging around. It was massive, its lurching body leaning over Thena. Her back was on the ground, with only her legs being strong and long enough to keep it off of her.
"Gil, help!"
"I got 'im!" Gilgamesh slid over to her, sliding the handle of the axe against the thing's neck and pulling back. "How's this thing so heavy?!"
Thena laid on the ground, panting after her exhausting battle against the monster as well as gravity itself. "I wish I knew."
Gil twisted his back, tossing the thing aside and wrenching the head off its shoulders in the process. He stepped back, making a face as he eagerly schlupped the remains of it off of him. He dropped the axe, wiping his hands on his pants before pulling Thena up. "Are you okay?"
"Fine," she muttered, although he had a feeling her pride was far more wounded than anything. "I should have been more alert."
"Hey, with the noise we made on the way in, I was sure we were alone too," Gil frowned as she dusted herself off. He kept his eyes on her. Thena wasn't often on the receiving end of anything she couldn't handle, and encounters like this didn't necessarily get easier with time.
Thena inhaled before turning around and pushing her face into his chest and throwing her arms around him. "Thanks for saving me."
Gil wrapped his arms around her delicate little waist, pressing his cheek against the top of her head. She never needed to thank him, especially for protecting her. He would do anything for it--for her. He gave her hip a squeeze, "any time."
Thena pulled back, smiling at him like he was the sun itself. It made his heart feel funny inside his chest. Her eyes travelled down, "sorry. I guess he made a bit of a mess out of us."
"Hm," Gil also glanced down at them, splattered with security guard neck fluids. He smiled though, "I think I have an answer to that."
"Oh?" she voiced her curiosity as they headed back to their cart hand in hand.
"You know," Gil frowned, and Thena seemed to anticipate what he was going to say. "It's not the end of the world if you need my help once in a while."
She sighed, obviously having know that was what he was getting at. She shrugged, "I'm just...used to taking care of things myself."
"Well," Gil corrected, giving her hand a squeeze, "you're not by yourself anymore. So, maybe it's not the worst thing in the world if you learn to lean on me a little more?"
Thena raised a brow at him in good humour. "Oh, so I should rely more on the big, strong man with me?"
Gil blushed, "okay, okay, I didn't say that."
"No, no," she continued through her laughter, "by all means. Tell me more about how you can help little old me."
Gil sighed. He should have known she would get a kick out of his suggestion to depend on him more. But she was laughing, and that sound was his greatest weakness in the world. "Fine, yes, chivalry is dead. Now will you just put this on?"
Gil crossed his arms, turning around so Thena could change out of her messed up tanktop and into the light sweater. He also needed to change his shirt, but he didn't dare open his eyes while Thena was changing. Knowing her, she wouldn't even be offended--just tease him for trying to be a gentleman about it.
"This is nice, Gil."
It did look nice. She looked nice--it looked nice on her. They looked nice together. It...she...pretty.
Thena blinked at whatever expression he had on, tugging at the hem of the oversized sweater that just brushed the end of her white cargo shorts. She rolled the sleeves of it up to her elbows, avoiding his eyes as her cheeks turned pink. "What do you think?"
Gil smiled, taking her hand again to bring her with him to the men's section, "it looks good on you."
Her smile was soft, almost kind of shy. She gave his hand a squeeze, "now, to find something for my big, strong man to wear?"
He rolled his eyes. He was never going to hear the end of this.
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spacebugarts · 3 months
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Stupid fish boy get out of my head /pos
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addiemilfgomery · 2 months
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you know a ship is good when character a has a near-death experience and character b immediately acts like a widow
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aureentuluva70 · 1 year
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An extremely underexplored concept in the silm fandom concerning who Gil-Galad's dad is doesn't actually have anything to do with his dad at all, but his mom.
Like, where are all the Gil's mom oc's? You can at least acknowledge the one version where Gil's mom was actually named, her name being Meril. And yet I find practically nothing.
Gil-Galad deserves to know for a surety of who at least one of his parents is, and amidst all the crack theories of Gil-Galad's 5+ dads, who better than his own, one mother? At least let him be close to his mom!
Like, Gil-Galad may or may not know who his father is, but he does know that he is the son of his mother, who he loves and takes after the most in terms of personality and character and he's gonna make sure everybody knows that. He's a momma's boy through and through and he's gonna make it everyone's problem.
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khazadspoon · 3 months
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S6e1 Incident of the Red Wind
Rowdy’s finally trail boss (albeit temporarily while Mister Favor is injured). He still can’t win though.
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neriyon · 3 months
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Today I offer you: cat with horns. Tomorrow? Who knows.
Alternatively: "N'jinh needed new dnc glam and I wanted to use the ultima horns he just got"
Secret bonus pic - showing off his pretty legs ( •̀ ω •́ )✧
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fivekrystalpetals · 1 year
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I thought this panel is just there for fun, filler and gags:
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But turns out Gil is actually really seriously dead scared for his life of Break lmao
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Break was kind of out of it here what with him declaring Elliot is the Head Hunter and then finding out it isn't the case, then Gil getting on his nerves, Vincent distracting him from the distance etc. etc.,
that the random strike Gil didn't think would land actually landed right on his head
and immediately Gil goes
uh oh
look at that face that's literally his oh no I am gonna die I am gonna die good bye world good bye oz lysm please remember your loyal valet even after he is buried six feet into the core of the abyss bye bye
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I have never seen Break this annoyed before and this sure is a face to behold *eyes emoji* ....
but let's zoom in to look at Gil shall we?
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[alt text: gil.exe has stopped working.]
[Image Description: Gilbert Nightray is standing frozen, his legs apart and obviously shivering. He hasn't unclenched his fist yet. His gun is currently useless as it is hanging loose in his other hand. His eyes have turned into dots and his hair is standing up in all directions like a scared cat. Three speech bubbles can be seen all around him with no relevant dialogues in particular. One has a dozen ellipsis, another has !?, the third has a large HUH...!?]
anyway
Gil got away with lesser than he probably expected because Break was in a hurry to deal with the other problem,,
but my question is: what even happened in the past ten years that Gil is this scared to annoy Break? Annnnnd how much scary can Break get when he is super pissed off? I kinda wanna see that
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