#Thenamesh Actors AU

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena loves watching Gil and sprite interact with each other. Falling in love more and more with him. Write something for the actor au?

"Enjoying?"

Thena smiled as Sersi came up beside her, extending a glass of something more suited to her palette. Whatever it was it was more sweet than don perignon. "Thanks--everyone's having a lovely time."

Sersi often hosted in her expansive London penthouse after an awards ceremony. It was quite the place to be, and it excused her from having to go to a much riskier party just for the sake of networking and brushing elbows with the industry.

"Especially those two," Sersi tipped her glass in the direction of the outside patio, where plenty of people were enjoying the night air, but especially Gil and Sprite, roasting marshmallows over her fire pit.

Thena just laughed. Sprite was repeatedly trying to set hers aflame while Gil attempted to fend her off while also achieving a perfect golden brown for himself. "She really is just happy she got to come to one of these, finally."

As much as Sprite was not a people person, or interested in her sister's - or cousin's - level of fame, she had always wanted to see what happened at an afterparty. Thena had always insisted they were boring and drab, but Sprite wanted to see the boring and drabness for herself.

"I'm glad she's enjoying herself," Sersi joined in Thena's laughter as Sprite attempted to sabotage the both of them, pushing both their marshmallows closer to the flame. "Whose idea was this?"

"Gil's," Thena sighed, watching as the small game turned into an all out fencing match until Gil finally took both their marshmallows for himself as a way of ending things. Sprite looked appalled before he offered another, visibly telling her to keep it out of the fire. "I think she was actually a bit bored, lurking around on her phone. But he found them in your cupboard and took her out there."

"He has a way with her, doesn't he?"

Thena just nodded. She was sufficient enough at reading lips to tell that Sprite was demanding to know why she couldn't eat the charred marshmallow. Gil was explaining something about how it wasn't good for her. As her primary guardian, Thena had attempted to do that with many things, just to get a positively scathing remark in reply.

But Sprite yielded to Gilgamesh, rolling her eyes but roasting her marshmallow pleasantly, like a law abiding citizen, instead of a teen who wanted to wave around a flaming marshmallow in the middle of a party.

"He certainly does," Thena sighed again. Sprite did seem to enjoy the nicely toasted confection. She continued to watch them until Sersi cleared her throat deliberately. "Hm?"

Sersi merely gave her a look, her eyes bouncing between her and the two outside now staking multiple marshmallows per stick. Thena continued to stare at her expectantly until Sersi laughed. "I'll have to memorise this expression for my next role as a loving wife and mother."

Thena nearly choked on the sugary drink Sersi had brought her. She licked her lips, blaming her faint coughing on the heat suddenly in her cheeks. She set down the fancy stemless crystal flute. "I beg your pardon."

"Please," Sersi easily dodged her cousin's toothsome comment, though. "I know very well what that look means."

"I did not catch your baby fever, if that is to what you are referring," Thena attempted to hiss at her, but again, Sersi let it roll right off her. They had grown up together, after all; she was entirely too accustomed to it."

"I'm not saying you want a baby," Sersi shrugged, very deliberately leaving the rest of her accusation in tact. She took a sip of her own drink, so innocent and demure. "I'm saying you look at Gilgamesh and Sprite like you're imagining living in a three bedroom cottage on the seaside."

Thena sniffed, "I hate the sea, too humid."

"Ah, yes, of course, that's the problem," Sersi snickered.

Thena leaned off her marble kitchen island to glare at her more fully. "Shall I find your costar, Mister Whitman, and ask what he thinks of a seaside cottage?"

Sersi didn't rise to bait nearly as voraciously as Thena did, but she did flick her cousin's earring. "That is different."

"I do not see how," Thena growled at her, both women more invested in drinking away the other's teasing.

Sersi pursed her lips as she finished her champagne. "Dane and I know how the other feels."

That did make Thena pause. She furrowed her brows, "when did this happen?"

Sersi shrugged, looking down at her countertop and tracing her fingers along the ripples of marble. "We were at another party like this, we simply talked and talked and...somehow we ended up on the subject of what life we would lead if not for all this."

Thena admittedly listened with rapt attention.

"I always wanted to be a teacher," Sersi smiled at her own nostalgia. "He said he used to imagine the same thing. One thing led to another and I suppose... "

Thena raised a brow.

Sersi sighed, her shoulders dropping. "We agreed we can't right now. The medical show got picked up so we'll be on that until one of us gets fired or written off."

Thena looked down as well. She had to admit, Sersi wasn't nearly as timid as she could let herself appear to be when she was playing the darling of the United Kingdom.

"But perhaps in the future," she shrugged, feigned a smile. "We'll see."

Thena had to admit, Sersi had made more of a move for her future than she could remember making in a hell of a long time. She looked outside again, to where Sprite was teaching Gil how to make a s'more. "We work together too much. The risk is too high."

Sersi gave her a pointed look, "too high for your own happiness?"

Thena sighed again, watching Gil secretly blow on Sprite's marshmallow for her as she rooted in the graham cracker box. "I'm happy right where I am, Sersi."

"Admiring from afar?" Sersi felt the need to put a name to it as she too watched Sprite smash the melted marshmallow between two graham crackers and way too big a section of chocolate.

Thena also finished off her drink before pushing the glass to the side. "I think love is best from afar, like art, or stage makeup."

Sersi offered a mild laugh before bumping her shoulder against Thena's. "I never said anything about love, but I can see your point."

Thena whipped around, prepared to snarl at her needlessly nosy cousin. But all she saw was Sersi flitting over to Mister Whitman himself, the two of them smiling at each other like schoolchildren in puppy love. Thena rolled her eyes.

"Hey," Gil looked up, smiling at her as she ventured outside and over to them. "There you are."

"Here I am," she sufficed to say, eager to put her conversation with Sersi from her mind. "What are you up to?"

"S'mores!" Sprite sufficed with the single word, swinging her melting marshmallow in her sister's direction.

Thena nearly flinched but Gil caught it at a perfectly safe distance from her.

"Easy," he both chided and laughed off as he apprehended the offending confection.

"Dude," Sprite sighed, but accepted the pilfering, instead reaching for a new one.

"I do hope you're not eating yourself sick on those," Thena felt the need to add, only for her very lovely young lady of a sister to give her the finger for it. "Right."

"Here," Gil whispered, offering the toasty marshmallow from between his fingers.

Thena let him deposit it into her palm. She hated marshmallows, but she had to admit, it was cooked to perfection. "Hm, they taste better when they're toasted."

"You should try real, homemade marshmallow sometime," Gil chuckled as he reached to roast another one, either for her or for himself. "It's a totally different experience."

"Don't tell me you know how to make that too," Thena groaned. As if she needed another ridiculous reason to be infatuated with him.

"You can come over to my place and try it," he nudged her gently.

"Party at Gil's!"

"Sprite!" Thena hissed at her, catching the disgusting vision of her sister's completely full mouth. "Honestly!"

Sprite rolled her eyes but tossed another marshmallow at her.

Again, it didn't reach her, as Gil caught it in midair and added it to his roasting spit. Thena watched the confections achieve their perfectly golden state, using the excuse as a way to lean against him by the warmth of the fire.

#Thenamesh Actors AU #listen Thena I feel you #Gil is perfect #and homemade marshmallow really is different #Thena and Sprite attend the awards to support Sersi #although every once in a while Thena will be nominated for something #and Sersi throws this very lovely afterparty #which isn't at a club or a rented out bar or in some shady director's gross man flat #and Sprite gets to go! #Gil sees her kind of floating around while Thena is being forced to mingle #and goes hey kid #he takes her outside and immediately claims the fire pit for them #ignoring the glares of the couples already there low key canoodling #and of course Thena sees him with her sister #being such a good big brother/father to her #and girl is head over heels #she is in L O V E #and Sersi is here like #how long must I endure this in my own home? #meanwhile Dane is here like #is that your cousin you told me about? #yesp #is that her husband? #Sersi: ............yes #Dane: but I swear I saw him in- #Sersi: don't worry about it ur so cute haha

[oldtvserieslover]

Look @softquietsteadylove !! Reminds me of this prompt from thenamesh actor au!😂 what a coincidence!

#don lee is a goddamn dilf #Don lee #ma dong seok #listen #you don’t wanna get hit by his goddamn fist #he is so fucking strong #looking respectfully 👀👀 #so sexy and hot

[softquietsteadylove]

Gil has a sexy water shooting in boxers and a white dress shirt 😏

"This is dumb."

"Come on," Thena smiled as Gil fussed with his 'wardrobe', "you know how these shoots are."

"I wish I didn't," he grumbled, visibly embarrassed.

"Stop it," Thena laughed faintly. She had seen him plenty of times like this--shy and flustered at the wardrobe picked for him. "You look good. And that is the whole point of this."

"I still don't know whose big idea it was to even nominate me," he practically pouted as the lighting for the set was finalised."

"It's based on general consensus, Gilgamesh," she chided him, tugging at the front of his shirt for him one last time. "And Sprite says there has been a bit of a resurgence for you online as of late."

Gil had stumbled into a nomination for sexiest man of the year (or alive, or whatever they were calling it these days). And he wasn't overly pleased with it, especially when he found out that he had won. And furthermore, that they wanted to do a sexy photo shoot for the occasion.

He had initially wanted to decline, but his manager practically frothed at the mouth at the idea. One did not simply decline the title, nor the publicity that came with it.

King had said, verbatim, "go on and slut it up, big guy", so...that was helpful.

"Okay," Gil gulped, stiffly walking towards the set.

He had fussed and fussed, saying that plenty of options were just not him, or they wouldn't be believable that it was something he did regularly. At first he had suggested they just follow him around at the gym for the interview.

But the editor had gotten a tip off that Gil was a great cook.

Thena watched from the sidelines as they directed him. He was wearing a white button up shirt, and absolutely nothing else. Well, a pair of black boxer-briefs. Gil had said he looked completely ridiculous. Thena had told him not to argue with the producers.

He did look sexy.

Gil slouched over to the stove, grasping the handle of the pan just to really sell that he was doing some casual and lazy home cooking (in his underwear). "Y'know, I can't help but feel it's kinda dangerous to advertise this. Cooking without protection can-"

"Okay, big guy," the photographer murmured, obviously not listening to him. "Tug those sleeves up a little more?"

He did have great forearms.

"And," they adjusted the lens, "lean back a little, like you're talking with someone behind you?"

Gil was still terribly stiff. For all his acting prowess, photo shoots were not something into which his talent could translate naturally. He was too shy, too uncomfortable showing off his body.

"Think about who you're making these eggs for!"

Gil looked at the spatula in his other hand, "you really wouldn't need this just to scramble some eggs."

The producer sighed, rubbing their forehead. "Okay, let's try...something else."

"Gladly," Gil sighed, dropping himself from the unnatural pose.

"You!"

Thena blinked as she found a finger pointed at her, "me?"

The producer nodded, wagging a finger until she came closer to the set, "you came with him."

Yes, Gil had both been mortified at the idea of her seeing him like this, but also too shy to come all by himself for what could have been anything from a sports shoot to a total fanservice scene.

"What about her?" She was grasped by the shoulders to indicate to Gil that she could be the subject. "We put her at the other side of the island, out of frame, you just talk to her for a little. Think you can do that?"

Gil sighed at the grating and patronising tone. But he understood that his discomfort was primarily the cause of it. He looked at her, "are you okay with this?"

"It's not a problem," she answered, mostly for Gil's sake. Although she was all but shoved into the seat by the producer who obviously thought this would be quick and easy.

"Okay," Gil sighed as he resumed his place in the best lighting for the shot. "So, uh-"

"Well, you're right, you wouldn't use that thing to scramble eggs."

Gil did glance over his shoulder partially at her, pretending to make the vague gestures of cooking.

"You always just use chopsticks when I watch you," she tilted her head, although saying that was possibly more incriminating than she intended it to be. She just meant that he cooked a lot when he was over at her house (a lot).

"I mean, it's not like it's bad for making eggs," he shrugged, moving the spatula as stirring something around in his empty pan. "But it kinda cuts through them rather than keeps them airy and fluffy."

Thena smiled, happy just to watch him loosen up somewhat. "You could be making pancakes, I suppose."

"Huh," Gil mused, examining his pan at the suggestion. "I wouldn't really recommend a stainless steel nonstick for it, but I guess it's not impossible."

"You make delicious pancakes."

Thena continued to chat with him lightly and causally. It did actually seem to help him loosen up and forget about the cameras and the lights and the lack of pants on him. He would turn towards her every once in a while and then go back to staring at his imaginary dish.

"I think we got it!"

Gil blinked, "really?"

"Yep," the photographer declared happily, with the producer nodding enthusiastically in relief. "We're all good."

"Oh, uh," Gil set the pan and spatula down on the set stove and stepped back, "great."

Thena smiled at him; he was immediately back to being self-conscious and shy. She stood from her seat, "come on."

Gil started tugging at the shirt immediately, rolling down the sleeves to keep his hands busy. "Thank god, let's get outta here."

"Get some pants on, you mean?" she couldn't resist a little tease, which made him turn scarlet right to his ears. "Oh, come on, Gil. Your backside looked quite fantastic, I thought."

"Thanks," he snarked, eagerly heading right for the changing room to put his normal clothes back on. He looked over his shoulder before disappearing completely, "should I be concerned about you looking when I'm cooking at home, now?"

She shrugged with a faint grin, "what would you prefer I look at?"

Gil never did come up with a reply, retreating from her flirting.

She also needed to recover, actually. He did look good in the shirt and underwear they had selected for him. And while it wouldn't show up on the page, she had actually seen that it wasn't specially lined just for the shoot. She hadn't seen everything but she felt that she had seen...enough.

She twisted her hair over her shoulder, running her fingers through it, although making sure that the tips of her ears were covered.

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Listen Gilgamesh is sexy Don said so himself #he could totally get nominated for this #Sprite is like dude you're totally the newest Daddy #he looks at her like excuse me??? #please don't ever say that????? #but he wins #in his interview he says he doesn't know how this happened over and over #he's scared to go to the shoot because what if it's too much #he won't have the backbone to say anything but Thena will #so he brings her #then he hears what it is and is like #I can't wear pants?! #they're like not that's not part of the deal #he looks at Thena thinking she'll say it's a ridiculous idea for a shoot #and she's like sounds good go on then #she pretends she's so uninvested #just a friend supporting a friend #she goes out and buys a copy and hides it in her room #so she doesn't have to explain why she had the copy with Gil's half naked spread in it

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Thena and Gil are filming a movie with Eros this time. Eros still doesn’t like Gil and finds a perfect time to take revenge! Gil and Eros have a fighting scene and Eros takes the chance to “accidentally“ hit Gil really hard at his temple causing him to loose consciousness for a few seconds. When Gil regains consciousness again he is really angry at Eros and his reckless behavior but lucky for our snob Thena is here to hold Gil back before it could escalate😈

"And...action!"

It was pretty basic choreography. Blow for blow, it was Gil vs. Eros. Not that everyone thought a fist fight between the two of them would necessarily translate the right way on screen. But Gil's character had thus far sustained a few injuries, he was at the end of several other fights he had faced.

Eros didn't really appreciate being told that he didn't seem like he would be able to fight Gil realistically, but that was beside the point.

Gil swung a few times, Eros managing to dodge and deflect them. There were a few hits that would be faked for the camera, but they had both practised how to make them look as believable as possible.

They had promos and interview to do! They couldn't go damaging the goods.

"Easy, old man," Eros taunted as he leaned out of another punch. "Don't want to pull your back!"

Gil was 'panting', some fake blood already applied to his arms and some bruising and scratches just faint enough to be a nice subtle touch. He huffed, "don't push your luck, kid."

Eros cracked his knuckles, the large signet ring on his pinkie indicating the allegiance of his character. He pulled back his fist and wound up.

The sound of the ring meeting Gil's head was deafening.

"Gil!" Thena sprang up from the side of the sound stage. Under any other circumstance she would never display such unprofessional behaviour. But she leapt from her chair.

Gilgamesh swayed a little, completely dizzied by the punch. He touched his temple where it landed, where there was a sizable welt growing, as well as blood that was not special effects. "Shit."

"Cut!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Thena rushed onto stage, pushing grips and gaffers alike out of her way. She leaned close to Gil, who swayed right into her. "Are you okay?"

He grunted, but his attempts to stand upright didn't go as planned.

"Gil, mate, I'm so sorry, are you all right?"

Thena would glare at him if she weren't supporting most of Gil's weight as much as she possibly could. "Gil, it's okay, just sit down."

"I'm fine," he groaned, obviously not fine.

"Gil," Thena tried again to calm him, running her fingers through his hair.

He put his hand on her back, but he pulled his head up from her shoulder, glaring at Eros behind her, "what the fuck?"

"I really am sorry," Eros professed, putting his hand to his heart and everything. "Honestly, I didn't-"

"I took the time to work on this shit with you," Gil huffed at him, squinting with the eye closest to where he got hit, "just for you to wide swing and hit me in the face?"

"Gil," Eros held his hands out, taking a step back as Gil took an even more aggravated step forward.

"Gil," Thena said gently, pushing against his chest. "I know, but I need you to sit down right now."

Gil swayed a few more times, flush with adrenaline. "You get away with a lot of shit, man, but this-"

"Gil," she repeated, still working on trying to get him to sit down and take a breath. "Hey, look at me."

Gil moved his squinted eye from the man he wanted to punch right with the face. He looked at Thena, who was still somewhat holding him up. "Thena, I'm okay."

"You're not," she shook her head, tipping his chin at her. "You are almost certainly concussed, and that's nothing to say of the black eye you're going to have."

Gil did sigh faintly as Thena's soft skinned and cool fingers touched his temple. "This sucks, though--we have to get this scene shot."

"Not with an injury like this," Thena broke the news to him, even making a face as she watched the swelling on his face begin to protrude.

"Thena-"

"I think Thena's right, mate," Eros added, which the entirety of the room could have told him was a stupid choice.

Gil made one more feint of a lunge at him, spooking Eros just for the fun of it. He chuckled, letting Thena press her hand to his chest to keep him in place. Although she didn't remove it afterward either, so really she just had her hand over his heart.

Thena put her (other) hand on Gil's cheek, "we're done for the day."

The director inched forward from the shadows, "uh, we?"

"Come on," she coaxed him back to his chair at first, leading him with her hand on his peck and letting him lean on her.

Gil peeked out from the crook of Thena's neck at Eros behind them. He couldn't wink with his bad eye, but he couldn't resist smirking a little as he nestled back into Thena's hair and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"You poor thing," Thena whispered, running her hand over his cheek as she helped him sit.

"Thena, you know you can't really take the day off, right?"

"What about him?" Gil sighed as she gave him a sip of her water, and then pressed the bottle to his temple.

Thena didn't even look over at Eros, still hovering around nervously at the edges of things. "Don't worry about him. We're going to get you checked out and then we'll head home."

Maybe he usually wouldn't, but Gil nuzzled in more, his head on Thena's shoulder, letting her run her fingers through his hair. If he could purr, he would.

If he couldn't actually hit Eros back, this would have to do.

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Eros is such a little prick #gets away with anything because he's young and has that hair #he clips Gil in the head #and Gil is concussed #he goes to the hospital and they're like #we see you a lot huh #Gil's like I don't wanna talk about it #can I go home with my wife or what? #Gil loves rubbing his closeness with Thena in Eros' face #usually he doesn't but y'know what? fuck it #that little asshole hits him in the face? #Gil is so cuddly with Thena #she dotes on him all afternoon #Eros goes to see Gil to apologise and Thena answers the door #he has an aneurysm on the spot

[softquietsteadylove]

You once mentioned in the Actor AU that Gil once broke his back with a particular dangerous stunt. What if an old footage of it got leaked showing how the accident happened where everyone can see clearly what a terrible stunt fall he took and how you can hear bones breaking? How he lays there unconscious and bleeding?

What if Thena and Gil come home from another interview and see how Sprite watches the footage and looks at them and suddenly starts crying and asking Gil how the hell he is alive after that??

I think it would be super interesting to see them both comforting her after such an angsty video!

As soon as Thena and Gil got in the door, they heard sniffling.

Thena dropped her purse and ran in, "Sprite?!"

Sprite was curled up on the couch, watching something on her phone, laid sideways and wrapped in the blanket. "Hm?"

Thena let out a rough sigh, dropping her head before glaring at her sister, "don't scare me like that, kid!"

"Sorry," Sprite mumbled, emerging from her cocoon and sitting up. "I found some old videos on a subreddit. Dude, I had no idea it was this bad."

Gil blinked as both sisters looked over at him, "me?"

Thena rounded the wide, white sectional to come and sit next to her sister, still in the dress Kingo had picked out for their interview. "What are you watching?"

Sprite swiped at her eyes again and handed Thena her phone, "footage emerged of Gil's old back injury--the one you said broke it. I...I dunno, I guess I didn't think it was that bad."

Gil tilted his head as he walked over, although he soon recognised the sounds coming from Sprite's phone. "Oh, yeah."

Thena was horrified as Gil, on the screen, fell, his bones snapping loudly. He curled and rolled in agony, screaming from the pain. She put her palm over the screen, "Sprite!"

"I was curious!" the younger shrugged in her defense, but pulled her phone back to her. "I didn't think it was that...brutal."

Gil leaned over the back of the couch, behind the two sisters. "Yeah, it was pretty bad. I couldn't do anything for almost two months."

"Gil, this is," Thena just barely glanced at the screen - of Gil's terribly bent spine - and rushed her eyes away again. "That's-"

"It was pretty extreme," he admitted, ruffling the hair on top of his head. He leaned closer to Thena, "are you okay?"

"Are you, dude?" Sprite asked him more loudly, "holy shit, you got broken like a pretzel rod!"

"Sprite!"

He chuckled, though. The sullen teen had her ways of expressing worry and compassion and feelings. And that way was usually with profanity and wildly inappropriate statements. He ruffled her hair, "it's okay, kid. I'm fine now."

But Sprite regarded him with his held out hands and shrugged shoulders and pursed her lips. "There were rumours you were never gonna work again. I remember when the pictures of you in the wheelchair first hit--it was a big deal!"

Thena eyed her sister, not usually emotionally expressive.

"This video is totally different! I thought you died!--it sounds like you could have!"

Gil sighed, also coming around the other side of the couch and tugging off his tie. He sat down next to Sprite on the other side. "Okay, you wanna know the full story?"

Sprite nodded.

"It was bad," he admitted first and foremost, looking at Sprite and then Thena. "It was a pretty severe injury to my vertebrae, they had to do surgery, and they did tell me that they were unsure if I would walk again, let alone if I could ever work again after that."

Sprite teared up again.

"The surgery went well, I had to do some physio. I did have to use a wheelchair to get around for six weeks, but with that and my physiotherapy we saw...improvements."

"Improvements?" Thena asked skeptically, even knowing how well he had come out of it now in the present. She subconsciously rubbed Sprite's shoulder, who accepted the rare instance of affection.

"Improvements," he repeated with a chuckle. "Walking was going well, they gave me a walker, although I never used it in public. I went right from the wheelchair to a cane, just practising walking at home. Eventually I could jog a little again, and then we were able to start water aerobics and now...I'm back to normal, for me."

Sprite just stared at him, "bro."

Thena shook her head, even as a fellow actor and someone not exactly estranged from stunt work. "I mean, Gil, you were incredibly lucky."

"I know," he nodded gravely, not making light of the feelings in the room, "I know that. I try not to take it for granted when I think about it."

"Bro!" Sprite said again, poking him in the arm, "I watched the video of you getting bent like a paperclip. I'm surprised you came out of it at all."

He sighed. "You're right, it's rough. I can't believe this video is even on here."

Thena refused to look at it again. "The internet is a cesspool of this kind of thing."

Gil looked up at her with an attempt at a smile, "hey, I'm okay, though."

Sprite elbowed him, her voice dropping lower, "it's not funny, dude. You were, like, really messed up."

Gil ruffled Sprite's hair again, a gesture she had yet to allow for anyone else in the world. "Thanks for worrying about me, kid."

Sprite rolled her eyes, giving him one last affectionate little swat against the arm. "Whatever, man, I'm just glad you're not all scoliosis-ed anymore."

"Sprite," Thena sighed again. If only she had tact herself to teach to her ruffian sister child. She looked at Gil with a softer expression, "is seeing that video hard for you?"

He shrugged, making a face, "ah, not really. It was a long time ago. Guess I don't look that cool, though."

Sprite stood from between the other two on the sofa, deciding she was done with sharing. "You're already plenty cool. And hey, you came back from a one in a million injury! That's badass!"

Gil chuckled again as Sprite headed to the kitchen as she usually did, although she had taken the throw with her, "thanks, Sprite."

Thena watched her go with a sigh. So long as she was feeling better, that was technically all that mattered. She looked at Gil and scooched a little closer into Sprite's spot. "I've never seen the footage of it."

He shook his head a little in response, both of them half whispering and half watching Sprite like worried parents. "I didn't know someone had footage of it. Why it's coming out now--I have no idea."

"Someone must have unearthed it and decided it needed seeing," Thena grumbled and leaned back against the couch heavier. Sprite continued to root around in the fridge. She looked at Gil, "staying?"

For dinner, she meant. As if they ever really did much of anything without the other anymore.

"Sounds good," Gil agreed, also tired after their interview. Although dinner with Thena and Sprite could either mean ordering takeout or him cooking for them. "What do you-"

"By the way I ordered Chinese."

Thena looked over to Sprite. Sprite, who wasn't usually pro-active in stuff like that. "Thanks."

Sprite looked at them in what could almost be described as a sign of affection (it was about as affectionate as she ever got, so). "Whatever."

She was still Sprite, of course.

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Sprite just loves Gil #adores him #he's the father she never knew and the big brother she never had #she watched the video a terrible number of times #and videos of his other injuries #he just...he doesn't talk about them #he doesn't show any signs of them #there was even video of the infamous arm break #she's never seen him anything but happy friendly Gil #maybe sappy Gil who's in love with her sister #but still happy Gil #never crying and broken and in agony Gil #Thena asks Sprite later if she's really okay #and Sprite looks her dead in the eye #and says that #Thena can't even bring herself to watch the videos #obviously she finds it distressing to watch him in pain too #wonder why #it's giving Sure Jan

[softquietsteadylove]

Thenamesh actor au: a female co actress who has big interest in Gil and is constantly by his side and flirting. And Thena who is not amused at all.

Let the fun begin 😂

"Gil is so funny!"

Thena adjusted her dress over her knees, listening to Ashley - playing the queen to whom Gil was playing the guard - shower him with compliment after compliment. She hadn't been shy at all about how much she admired Gil for his action work.

She wasn't shy about grabbing his arm at every possible opportunity either.

The film was big--bigger than usual, and thus, so was the press circuit for it. Its more family friendly rating meant that they were expecting a pretty large profit from it, and were using its A-list cast to its full potential. The press and promotion just seemed to have no end, and it was making Thena extra irritable.

"Handsome too!"

That was it--that was why she was so cranky.

"Hey, come on," Gil shrugged, tugging at his blazer in his seat.

"I mean, I would feel pretty secure if I had a guard like this, right?" the host of the show asked the audience, who clapped obligingly.

Thena shifted from one arm of her chair to the other. It made it harder to see Gil, but then she wouldn't have to watch Ashley try grab another fistful of his bicep.

"And Thena!"

Oh, great.

"You play the fae queen, Titania," the host led with the context to their question. "And you end up at odds with queen Margaret, right?"

"Yes," Thena murmured, glancing down the line of seats, angled as it was. She put on a smile in her best attempt at civility. "We sort of combat each other conceptually, and it ends up bringing this great conflict to a head after what may be eons of time."

"It's a great scene in the final product," Ashley beamed. She had a natural ease to her, even in press releases like this. "Thena does these stunts that are, like--they're so cool, you'll just have to see them."

"Well, I can't wait," the host easily agreed. "And Gil, you've got plenty of stunt work, as always."

"Yeah, despite me taking the roll and being told I wouldn't," he joked, much to the audience's amusement. "But yeah, I ended up having a lot of fun in that last action scene."

"Now, with two queens battling head to head," the host gestured between the two women next to each other and then gave him a little grin, "who would you really pick?"

The audience let out an intrigued 'oooh'.

Gil glared at the host; it was a good question, he just didn't want to answer it. "Come on--no spoilers."

The audience laughed again. Thena smiled to herself, although she startled as Ashley let out a loud laugh next to her. She just barely kept herself from rolling her eyes as the sandy-blonde actress leaned over in her chair to lean against Gil as she laughed.

Gil squirmed.

"Ah, yes, that's a wise answer," the host laughed in good nature. "Maybe we should have put you in the middle, so no one could assume anything."

"Yeah, y'know what-"

Now, Thena laughed.

Gil stood from his chair and picked it up, pulling Ashley's over to his previous spot loudly. He plunked his chair down between them, taking a definitive seat with an actress at either side of him. He looked at her, though. "That's better."

"Is it?" she asked him rhetorically, really teasing him about the super necessary move.

Gil smiled, "much."

"It's rather rude to redecorate for our host," Thena continued to tease him, both of them leaning on the arms of their chairs, chins leaned into their palms.

"Hey, I'm just keeping opinions neutral, here," Gil replied easily, happy just to have some easy conversation in the middle of the overly rehearsed interview questions. "Besides, they asked me a very tough question. This is how I'm keeping the peace."

"Ah yes," Thena laughed quietly, batting her eyelashes at him, "very diplomatic."

The host looked at Ashley, now the closest actor in line, "yes, very impartial seeming."

The audience laughed, but Thena and Gil didn't even seem to notice the remark about them.

Ashely offered a bright smile and a shrug, "they're always like this. They're inseparable."

"Even as his queen?"

Ashley nodded, though, taking the reins of the interview as Gil and Thena continued to flirt for all the world to see. "I have a few scenes with Gil in the movie, and he's an amazing scene partner. But there's this one shot in the final cut--I can't really tell you anything about it. But, I mean, you'll know it when you see it. It explains...so much."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #I love jealous Thena #I think she's so cute #not that she knows she's jealous #or thinks it? #fun fact about this AU #uh...Thena liked Gil first #Sprite was right #if you read all the way back to the beginning #before this AU really picked up steam #Thena fell first #Gil just fell harder #anyway Ashley is fully aware of...whatever they've got going on #I don't think she's deliberately flirting with Gil #or if she kind of is then she knows she has no shot with him #because well...being in the same room as him and Thena says enough #Thena's here all pouty because Ashley gets more scenes with Gil #is seated next to him for the press releases and everything #meanwhile Gil is in agony not sitting next to Thena #and Ashley is just happy to be here #couldn't tell you why I named her that just popped into my head #also again shoutout to Dahlia28 for the wonderful and original Titania

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Hello there! Love the actor au very much! How about Gil is watching Thena while she is doing a scene? Pretty sure he is mesmerized by her look, her presence and acting skills too!

Gil was staring. Everyone was.

Thena was in the middle of a few glamour shots, meant just to capture her natural beauty in their current work. It was a fantasy thing--she was a beautiful creature of nature, with massive wings they would CGI onto her in post.

A flower crown sat on her perfect sunshine hair, there were a few real little bunnies hopping around. A few green blobs were also scattered around in order to animate them into more fantastical creatures. It was quite different from the roles he had done with her before.

He was playing a royal guard, in charge of protecting the queen, who would turn out to be evil by the end of it. He hadn't had many scenes with Thena yet, but even just being on the same set with her put him more at ease.

"Sometimes," Thena murmured in the scene to her little bunny friends, as well as the young actor playing the fish out of water who had stumbled into her little forest. "People want for things they know they can't have."

"But why, your majesty?" the kid asked in - to his ear - a pretty mediocre accent. They couldn't find an actual English accent?

Thena sighed, stroking one of the bunnies that seemed to have really taken a liking to her. Gil had to keep his laughter in; furry animals weren't really Thena's thing. She was staying in the scene really well, but he was certain they would have to get them all off her once they cut before she freaked out.

"We are not so different from humans," she murmured, extending her vowels in a received pronunciation that she had mastered early on in her career. "They are capable of insatiable greed. But do we not also want for things just out of reach?"

Gil sighed.

"But, your majesty," the kid scooched a little closer on the fake forest floor they had constructed. "You are the most powerful fae around."

The kid's tiny hand floated up, stroking what would be a shimmering white feathered wing in the final film. For now, it was just the empty air between them.

Gil smiled; Thena moved her shoulders faintly, as one would when a part of their body was adjusting itself. It would look great when the wings were 'on her'.

Thena pursed her lips (a personal habit that made its way into her characters every once in a while). "Power does not equal strength, and strength does not guarantee things going the way you might like. There are things I want that my power will never help me attain."

She looked off into the distance, longing written all over her face. Although her eyes landed on Gil, in the distance, behind the blinding lights on the scene. Her lips twitched into a smile. "The heart wants what it wants, child. It longs for things it once had, no matter how you tell it not to."

"And...cut!"

Thena smiled as the kid was pulled away for a mandatory union break. She remained sitting, still encircled by free roaming little bunnies.

Gil chuckled, walking right up to the soundstage and being careful of any wandering cotton balls. The wranglers were already rushing out to collect up the vulnerable little creatures. Gil knelt down beside her and reached out a hand, "your Majesty?"

"Very funny," Thena chided him lightly as she took his hand. "My legs are asleep after all those takes."

Gil waited in that position until all the rabbits were collected up and clear from danger. Once the wranglers were all clear he moved back to his feet, pulling Thena up with him. She laughed as he swung her around in his arms. "You got it?"

"Ah!" she bit her lip as she tried to firm up her knees, "pins and needles!"

"Okay," he laughed, as if he needed that excuse to sweep her up in his arms and walk off with her bridal style. "Let's go."

"Gil!" Thena laughed as he made his way down the stairs and towards their chairs. They initially weren't anywhere near each other, but they had both moved them together subtly over the course of several days.

"Well, we can't have the fae queen wobbling around like a fawn," he teased, and received a poke in the cheek for it. She could have smacked him on the arm but he was in his 'armour' for his scene.

"You are supposed to be allied to a different queen," Thena pointed out as he deposited her right into her chair, flowing white dress and all.

Gil sat himself next to her, as he always did. "Well, she does turn out to be plotting, like, magical mass murder by the end of this. So maybe I should reconsider some shit in my guard life."

Thena just shook her head at him, pushing back the mane of hair she had, and which was made even longer by the extensions they had woven into it. "I won't miss this, I can say that much."

Gil helped her sort the mass of hair out of her way as she picked up her script and her bottle of water. "What did make you take this?"

"Hm?"

"Well," he shrugged, the replica armour he was wearing clanking faintly against itself as he did. "It's not really your usual thing. Especially the benevolent fairy queen part."

Thena raised a brow at him with a smirk, "are you saying being the beautiful queen of the enchanted forest doesn't suit me?"

"Come on," he gave her a nudge. Their laughter died down and he lowered his voice, "really, though."

Thena tucked some of her hair, and what was attached to it, behind her ear. Her smile became bashful as she looked down at her open scrip on her lap. "Well...I wanted something in between action films. And...when you told me you were signed on-"

Gil's eyes lit up visibly.

"Stop it," she murmured, sticking her finger in between the plates of plastic armour on his shoulder just to give him a good poke. "Why did you take this, then?"

Gil shrugged. "I mean, my part is relatively small. I was told my shoot time would be half of what it usually is. And I get to be a literal knight in shining armour!"

"Well, you do come over to my side by the end of it," Thena murmured, flipping through her pages. It was only briefly mentioned, and it would be ultimately up to the director and how things looked onscreen the day of the shoot, but it was implied that the queen's guard would defect by the end of things.

"See?" Gil wiggled his pinkie at her. "You're still my queen at the end of the day."

"The poor, lonely fae queen will finally have a soul to match hers?" Thena rested her chin in her palm, batting her lashes at him.

"Well, I'm sure she'll be in need of some," Gil mirrored her playful body language, leaning forward until they could practically touch noses, "protection."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #behind the scenes is going to go feral with this footage #big ass production like this #Maleficent meets LOtR vibes? #and of course they got Thena and cast her as the sparkling white fairy queen #and she's like I kind of just wanted like a side part #and they're like no you're too pretty sorry #so she gets the opposite lead #but then promo has all these shots of her and the queen's guard??? being cute together???? #like he picks her up and carries her? #they're best friends? #they're like literally always flirting? #yeah the guard is going to defect at the end of the movie #because they're going to get one singular shot #Gil is going to see what the queen is doing and say NO! This isn't Right! #he'll take up his sword against her #and then there will be one little shot of him and Thena looking at each other #and they're going to be like shit maybe this guy has been falling in love with the fairy queen the whole time? #think one-off film that somehow has off the charts shipping potential #from this one shot

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Your latest one with the actor au gave me an idea!

On set there is suddenly a loud and very heated discussion between Gil and the director. Gil refuses to do a very heavy and dangerous stunt because he has done it only once and the result back then was a broken back (you can choose a different heavy injury if you want). He doesn’t want to do this or have it done by any other person because of the risks and danger. He tries to explain it politely but The director is stubborn, he wants this stunt in his movie and loosing his patience just yells at him very loudly that he is fired. Everyone on set is stunned and there is this heavy silence when Gil accepts it and walks away.

Everybody on set except the director knows what’s coming next when they see Thena

Let’s see what you will do because the drama will be real here 😁love your work!!❤️

"I said no!"

Thena's - and plenty of others' - head shot up as the small disagreement escalated into a full shouting match. She knew that they were discussing the upcoming stunts--one in particular that was more risky than the others.

"I don't remember giving you that choice!"

Thena set down her script and stood from her chair, walking slowly and steadily towards the commotion. She looked like a lioness, prowling closer and closer to her unsuspecting prey.

"The stunt is too risky," Gil continued to argue, waving his hand in the direction of the rig needed to even attempt it. "I've seen people completely paralysed by this. I've broken my back from it before myself! It's not worth it!"

"How long ago was that?!--a fuckin' decade?" The director freely scoffed at Gil, script in hand, all but laughing off his concerns. "Nothing will go wrong! And that's what doubles and insurance are for, aren't they?!"

"No," Gil continued, though, not to be swayed from it. "I'm not doing the stunt, and I won't let anyone from union do it for me either. The risk is too big. There are other stunts--other ways we can film it!"

"How 'bout you stop being a fuckin' pussy and do you fuckin' job!"

Gil, usually so soft spoken and sweet natured, didn't back down. He slapped away the director's hand pointing in his face and stood up straighter. His chest was fuller, shoulders wider, arms thicker; he couldn't be physically intimidated. "The answer is no."

"Then you're fired!"

Silence burst up into the ceiling and descended over the studio. Heads turned to look around, seeing what the general consensus was. Not that anyone could argue with the director without fear for their own job security.

Gil looked the director up and down, but seeing that he was facing down enough volatility already, he nodded, stepping back and holding up his hands. "Y'know what?--fine."

"No."

Gil blinked as Thena walked onto the soundstage and past him, her hair flowing behind her from her stride. He tried to reach out to catch her shoulder, "Thena, it's-"

"How dare you," she glared, setting her eyes on the director, who at least had the survival instinct to take a step back at her approach. He was quick to pull on his pride, again, but Thena held her ground. "How fucking dare you."

"Thena, this is between me and the big guy, so why don't you-"

"Don't bark orders at me!" she snapped. "Gilgamesh just told you that the stunt is too dangerous for anyone to be attempting, and your response is to say fuck it?"

"Look, Thena-"

"I am speaking!" she snarled at him, letting her voice reach a level she only really used when filming. But she was way too angry to stop now. "You do not ever speak to him like that! You owe half this film entirely to Gil's guidance and expertise and you know it! And your thanks is to try and deliberately endanger him?!"

The director barely got his mouth open.

"Don't!" Thena barked at him again, taking a few steps even further and backing him away from her. She lowered her voice, but let her anger double, "you let him walk away from this I go with him. And you will never see me again so long as you work in this industry."

"Thena," Gil attempted yet again to pull her back. They were the talent, yes, with a certain amount of leeway--rules bending for them this way and that. But their director wasn't exactly a small name in the industry either, and he could only imagine the impact on her career this kind of dispute could have.

"Never again." She meant it. And she had worked enough--technically speaking, she could probably retire if she wanted. Move her and Sprite out of their massive hollywood house and into a nice little place just the two of them.

The director stared at her, trying to discern how much of it was just big talk and how much of it she meant. He saw no wavering, though. He crossed his arms with a huff. "Fine."

"Louder."

"Thena, it's okay," Gil finally came up behind her, trailing his hand ever so lightly down her arm. She had saved their jobs, but if she endeavoured to further humiliate the guy Gil could see them getting both getting blacklisted as difficult to work with. "Look, we'll talk about it more, okay? But let's just...call it. Just for now."

The director, who certainly was not going to back down with the entire crew now watching the interaction, huffed. Although he at least had the sense to keep quiet.

Thena took one more look at the director she now officially had a record low opinion of before letting Gil pull her away. "Fine."

Gil was gentle about it, but wasted no time in getting Thena out of the director's face before she could say something that would get everyone in the room thrown off the lot. He didn't risk even looking back until he had pulled her into their dark little corner with their chairs set up next to each other.

"The nerve of him," she growled to herself as they finally came to a stop. She was still glaring back at the set, where the director was saying to take down the stunt rigging as if nothing at all had happened.

"I know, I know," Gil placated as he attempted to pull her to sit in her chair. She threw herself into it, scraping the folding legs of it on the concrete floor below them.

"Directors," she rolled her eyes at the very title, "half of them aren't even worth the title. And every time I work with him, he's always acting like directing action is some revolutionary thing. And you've done half of his work for him in this! And-"

"Thena," Gil cut her off, waiting until she was looking at him to smile, taking her hand in his. "Thanks for coming to my rescue."

Thena tightened her hand against his, her smile genuine but her brows still knitted together. "Of course, Gil, I...I couldn't do any of this without you."

"Hey, yes you could," he said gently, nudging her in an attempt to pull her out of her contentious mood.

She sighed, letting at least some of her tension leak out of her. "Perhaps--but I wouldn't want to, is the point."

Gil looked down at their hands, sitting on the armrests of their chairs, pushed together completely. He leaned his head down, "I probably wouldn't have let him fire me. But I wasn't about to argue with him over it right here and now."

Thena puffed through her nose, her head also hovering close to his, "well, I was quite happy to. And I wouldn't have let him fire you even if I hadn't been here when it was happening."

Gil grinned (almost flirtatiously). "Ooh, I have the Goddess of War protecting me."

"Well," she pursed her lips (almost flirting back). "Even big, strong action heroes need protecting sometimes."

Gil chuckled, tapping the tip of his nose against the tip of hers, "I'm a lucky guy, I guess."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #they're canoodling your honour! #they're acting all flirty and close right in front of my salad! #but also like #as if Thena would let them fire him #actors don't always have this kind of pull #but not only are they both the leads in this #but she's decided she can finally throw her weight around #if it's for this--for Gil #she practically doesn't sign on to projects if they're not doing them together anymore #not to be transparent or anything #and yeah the crew could have seen this coming #because no one gets on their bad side without the other coming to their defense #Thena and Gil sitting over her with their little butterfly kisses and hand holding #sooooooooo platonically

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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.

#Thenamesh Actors AU #but also idiots in love #because jesus these two are thirsty #I was saying earlier that I've gotten a lot of requests for Gil thirst traps #because someone has a big crush on him which I think is cute #and listen #Thena also likes Gil thirst traps and has a big crush on him and thinks he's cute #so like #can you tell I've never been to a gym in my life? #I should don't get me wrong #I'm getting to that age #anyway these two barely make it out of this alive #Thena little miss checking out her coworker platonically here #and poor Gil #sweet cinnamon roll GIl #Gilgamesh mister don't think ungentlemanly things about your costar #definitely don't think about making out all hot and sweaty #Thena don't think about jumping him while those arms of his are trembling after a workout #Gil don't think about picking her up and taking her up against the windows #y'know #normal things to have to tell yourself at the gym

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Thenamesh Actor AU: a thirst trap for us and Thena 👀

There is an event for actors for a special award and both of them are there. Gil arriving after Thena and he unintentionally (*cough* mhm *cough*) has a very nice suit on but a very tight suit shirt, emphasizes his nice body and muscles.

Rest is up to you 👀❤️

"Thena! Thena, look this way! Thena!"

Thena resisted her every urge to roll her eyes as she walked the red carpet at a snail's pace. This was what awards season took, though--lots of press, lots of red carpets, lots of long nights clapping and smiling.

At least Gil was with her, this time.

It had been a packed year for both of them and their schedules, but their latest work, with all of its stunts and refusal to rely on editing, was up for a few different accolades. And of course, the leads were there to be the face of the project.

Thena took another few steps, the skirt of her dress moving with her. Its billowing sheer overlay gave it a windswept - almost tattered - look as she moved, befitting of her action-heavy performance.

Gilgamesh was apparently running a little late, stuck in a separate car from hers, arriving with Kingo and a few of the producers.

Thena had been waiting for him the entire evening thus far. Although, at least she didn't have to make conversation with Eros tonight. He was here, but he wasn't on this film with them, which meant that she wasn't technically obliged to talk to him directly.

"Gilgamesh!"

Thena looked over, her hair fanning out around her in a display that made it a little too obvious for her tastes that she was looking for him. But she could spot him easily, even the distance from her that he was. He walked casually, with one hand in his pocket as he waved to the audience for their little catwalk.

He looked...good.

Kingo was walking in with him, soaking up the attention and camera flashes and screams happily. He was dressed in a fine, purple silk number himself, as stylish as always. He was answering a few questions, certainly about himself and how he had recently become the stylist for Gil after being Thena's stylist for years already.

Gil was in a black suit, which was nothing out of the ordinary. But rather than a suit shirt underneath it seemed to just be a white linen shirt. Or maybe it wasn't linen, but it was so tight and so thin, and showed so much of him. Was he wearing tissue paper?!

Thena could only stare as he made his way over to her. They had been dressed to match each other, as Kingo had started doing at every opportunity. It was good for branding, he claimed, both in his own field and career and for the films they were headlining. She was trying to seem like she wasn't checking him out explicitly.

Thena cleared her throat, putting on a smile as Gil and Kingo finally arrived at her side. She received Gil beside her, both of them posing for pictures passively while they spoke. She looked at Kingo. "This isn't the met gala; feeling risque?"

Kingo shrugged from just outside the frame of their shot, though. "Hey, it's like, breaking down gender stuff. How many times have we seen women dressed in shit so sheer that it's basically like a body stocking?"

Thena sighed, accepting the answer because there was nothing to do about it now. She looked at Gil, whose arm she was holding onto picturesquely. "Are you comfortable?"

"A little chillier than I thought I'd be," he whispered, making her laugh faintly in his ear. He pulled her a little closer to his side, "but it's not so bad. A little tight, I guess."

Yes, that was one hell of an understatement. Thena's eyes travelled over Gil, able to see so much more now that he was so much closer. She could see the shape of his pectoral muscles and the way the shirt caressed them. He either was still shaved from re-shoots or had shaved his chest in preparation for this particular outfit. She could see the bump of his highest abs that made his 'barrel chested' look so impactful.

Kingo snuck in behind them, arranging Thena's dress behind her more properly. He stood, brushing his hand against her shoulder, "unless you want the headlines to be about you thirsting over your co-star tomorrow, put your eyes back in your head, T."

Thena kicked backwards, nailing Kingo in the shin under the guise of kicking out the train of her dress for effect.

"You look good," she settled on saying, physically moving Gil's hand away from pulling at himself self-consciously and to her hip instead.

"Hey, speak for yourself," he grinned at her, letting his eyes do a quick up-and-down over her. "You look gorgeous. But you already knew that."

"Oh, did I?"

"How could you not?" he raised a cool (flirty) eyebrow at her. He eyed the exposed shoulder of hers, her hair having been curled and twisted over the other one. "Kingo do that on purpose?"

Thena sighed, immediately knowing what he was talking about. "He said that this way he would know right away if I was playing with it."

"We all have our habits," Gil said easily, even sparing her from calling it a nervous habit. He leaned his head down to leave a light peck on the freckle over her clavicle, "nothing to be nervous about."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #I am obsessed with that gif #of Oscar Isaac kissing the inside of Jessica Chastain's arm #when they're on the rest carpet #and I am 100% determined #that Gil would totally do that #he's a little different on the red carpet #because he has to appear so much more confident I think #it's not like in an interview where he can be sweet and cute and charming #he has to have a whole different vibe even if he's smiling for pictures #so I think red carpet Gil is a little more flirty a little more bold #and as Taran said #their glamour shot would be insane #the camera swooping in and up and over them #Gil pulls her in and jesus the look they give each other #it's a lot of eye-fucking #and absolutely it's all over the place the way Thena was looking at him #much to her mortification #and Kingo is just like I told you #Thena's like I wasn't checking him out! #Sprite sees all the evidence and is like #you look like you wanna lick stuff off of him #Thena doesn't speak to either of them for the rest of the day

[softquietsteadylove]

Some soft moment for thenamesh Actor AU? Love this AU and would love to read more about them ❤️

"Fucking finally!"

Gil chuckled as Thena threw herself onto her couch as soon as they were inside. He looked around the dimly lit living room, with its massive ceiling opening up to the rest of the house. "Is Sprite..."

"Asleep," Thena grumbled right into the couch cushions, before lifting her head to peek, "hopefully. Or she's playing some game with her headphones on."

Gil sat himself on the couch more properly, although he was just as tired as she was after a night of awards and clapping and smiling. Even socialising at the afterparty, since it was so important for the networking of their careers.

At least he had been given a different outfit for the afterparty--he didn't think he would have survived a long night in that ultra thin and light shirt he had worn for the red carpet before the awards.

Even if he had caught Thena checking him out multiple times.

Thena turned herself over, mussing her carefully curled hair, rumpling her carefully selected dress. She looked so much more human when she was relaxed. "Are you hungry?"

"Starved," he answered readily, at which Thena beamed. He had no doubt she was famished, especially with how little she always ate at awards nights. Whenever they were together at these things she would end up asking him to finish hers for her so she wouldn't appear rude.

After the third time doing so, he made an effort to eat slower. He would take notice of what her favourite part of the meal was and save it. When she inevitably asked him to finish her meal, he would pick up his plate - with only her favourite part of the dish left - and swap it with hers.

Thena didn't even stand, letting herself roll off the couch without any of her usual veil of elegance and delicacy. It was cute. "Let's see."

Gil stood from the couch and stretched. He had already removed his tie in the car home, now shirking off his suit jacket and even untucking the dress shirt he was wearing.

Thena opened the double doors to her positively massive fridge.

Gil leaned over her shoulder, "slim pickings, huh?"

She sighed, "I'm not exactly a chef--you know that."

Gil positioned himself behind her, opening the doors up even further until her fingers had to stretch to touch the doors. He nudged the back of her head with his chin, "I'm sure I could whip us up something."

Thena gave him a gentle and affectionate bop in the chin in return. "Make something?--I was going to pull out a block of cheese and trade one knife between the two of us on the floor."

Gil laughed, and Thena laughed with him. He felt the cool skin of her bare shoulders brush against his chest. "Why are we on the floor?"

"Because that's usually just my state of mind when it's time for cheese straight from the fridge."

Gil wrapped his arm around her, lifting her up and moving her away from the cool of the fridge. "You got instant noodles?"

"Do I have-" Thena rolled her eyes instead of answering the question, opening up one of the cupboards to an entire stash of cup ramen. "Sprite's main source of carbohydrates, you mean?"

"Perfect," Gil grinned, receiving two cups from Thena, as well as pulling out some green onion, a jar of chili oil and a few eggs. "This is exactly what I'd make for myself when I was a starving student, or even when I was just starting out in the biz."

Thena sighed, sitting herself at the counter as she watched him position himself at her beautiful stovetop built right into the kitchen island. Her house came with such a beautiful kitchen just for her to never use it.

Gil got the chili oil into the pan, heating it high and fast so their eggs could crisp at the edges slightly. He kept his eyes on his ingredients, not wanting to discourage Thena from her staring.

She had been eyeing him all night, and he wasn't exactly opposed.

"If we were at your house, what would you be 'whipping up', then?"

Gil chuckled, cracking in two of the four eggs he pulled out. "Well, if I were alone I guess I'd say I would just order in. But since I have a guest to impress-"

Thena rolled her eyes (but he could see her smiling).

"Maybe I'd make some quick pasta," he shrugged, turning off the kettle of boiling water and filling their cups. "Rigatoni, make some quick rose sauce in a pan. If I have sausages in the fridge, I can even fry those up for a quick meat sauce."

Thena inhaled as if she could smell it just from its description. "Why the hell did we come back to mine, then?"

They both laughed again. Gil added the spice and veggie packs to both cups, and then cracked in the other eggs straight into the broth, stirring them vigorously. "This is the trick to really making them feel luxurious."

Thena watched with hungry eyes - literally - as he topped each cup with the chili oil egg and green onions set aside. She beamed as he slid the cup towards her. "Thank you, Chef."

Gil blushed, "okay, come on."

Thena was the only one who called him that, even as a joke. And even then, he wasn't exactly opposed to that either.

"Good?" he asked between pretty big bites. He had seen Thena both eat delicately, and eat like a ravenous monster (not that she would appreciate that description).

Thena slurped back her bite, despite the hot oiled egg and the boiling hot broth. She gave him an emphatic nod, cheeks puffed until she gulped loudly.

Gil shook his head; there should be rules about being so cute. She was already the most beautiful woman in the world, did she have to be adorable too?

Thena licked her lips as she picked up another bite of egg, "Gil it's-"

He laughed faintly as she cut herself off, unable to resist her next bite for even a second. He leaned over the counter, reaching forward, "hey."

Thena blinked, allowing him to swipe his thumb over the corner of her lip, catching the bit of egg yolk that had escaped. Her lip budged ever so slightly as their eyes met. "Thanks."

Gil just nodded, completely unconsciously moving his thumb up to his own mouth to lick.

"Hey!"

Both actors turned as Sprite plunked down the stairs. She had a pair of over-ear headphones sitting around her neck, her hair completely ruffled from them. "Who said you could get into those?!"

Thena rose from her seat immediately, glaring at her small sister, "excuse me?"

Gil watched Sprite rear back, like an animal coming to realise it was no match for its predator.

"Uh," Sprite cleared her throat, sidestepping her sister and moving to Gil's side of the island instead, "how was the awards ceremony?"

"Boring," he shrugged, watching as Thena let go of her ire to return to her late night snack. He looked down at Sprite, "want one?"

"Hell yeah!"

Gil retrieved another two eggs as Sprite got herself a cup of ramen. She tossed it onto the counter before moving to sit beside Thena, who refused her a bite since she would be getting her own momentarily.

"I saw the red carpet looks online already," Sprite leaned her chin into her palm, elbow on the counter. "You guys were a hit."

"Kingo does good work," Gil smiled as he poured just slightly less chili oil for Sprite's egg.

"You in particular," Sprite snickered. "Everyone's super thirsty for you after that shirt you had on."

"Everyone's what?"

Sprite snuck her eyes over to her sister, "but you already knew that, huh?"

#Thenamesh Actors AU #like Pedro Pascal said #Daddy is a state of mind #and the internet would love Gil that way #and obviously Thena was checking out Gil all night #and obviously he's too sweet to bring it up to her #and also too shy and embarrassed but that's beside the point #the next day Sprite has no mercy #absolutely no fucking chill #she shows Thena clip after gif after compilation #of her checking out Gil on the red carpet #and she's horrified #and she's like no I was just...admiring his outfit #when in reality #if even Gil could tell she was checking him out #girl was making positively indecent eyes at him

[softquietsteadylove]

Hey! For the Actor AU:

In the last interview Eros was bitching around and tried to humiliate Gil. How about in the same interview the host decide to play a little game. Do you know these electronic boxing punch maschines to test out your strength? It’s a little fun game and Eros is trying extra hard because he is very sure Gil is too old or too weak to hit it very hard. So everybody hits and Eros gets pretty arrogant because in this moment he has the highest point hoping to impress Thena. until it’s time for Gil. He is a bit shy but Thena challenges him to use his full strength and he does because it’s Thena duh! Pretty sure Eros shut his mouth very quickly :D

"I hate these things," Thena murmured as they prepared to start airing again on the live talk show.

She rarely participated in silly little games like this.

"Me too," Gil sighed back to her, the two of them hovering in a little unit of their own during the commercial break. His hands were stuffed deep into his jeans pockets, "y'know, you don't have to participate if you don't want to. I'll take your turn for whatever stupid thing we're about to do."

Thena beamed at him, tilting her head and letting her hair drift over her shoulder as she did, "you're too sweet."

Gil blushed.

He shrugged his shoulders, still hunched in on himself as if trying to hide himself away, "just volunteer to judge for us. That'll get you out of whatever bullshit is about to happen."

Thena laughed lightly with Gil until the audience was seated again. She sighed as they were called back to their marks.

"So, it's no secret that this cast has no slouches in the stunt department!"

Thena tried to keep her wince off her face, although she was already imagining what they were about to be put up to.

"So why not test it?"

All heads turned as a carnival game was wheeled out on stage, already lit up, displaying the possible scores to be obtained while punching the lever controlled punching bag in its centre.

"We're all gonna line up, and see who's got the best swing! Who's up first?"

"I'll go!"

Both Thena and Gil breathed a faint sigh of relief as Eros proudly and too-eagerly strolled right up to the brightly lit machine.

"Okay, great!" the host beamed, carrying along the necessary energy to keep the segment entertaining. He held out a hand, "Thena, would you care to keep an eye on things--make sure he's not pulling a fast one or anything?"

"Gladly," she smiled graciously, stepping into the appropriate spot for camera. She met Gil's eyes, who gave her a little bounce of his eyebrows, congratulating her on being able to skip out organically.

"I've been getting pretty good at boxing, while I was training for this," Eros grinned, shrugging off his suit jacket, which got some screams from the audience in and off itself. By the time his sleeves were rolled up they were frothing at the mouth.

But he kept his eyes on Thena.

"Any time," she prompted him, hoping to hurry him along (and cut down on the amount of intense eye contact he was making).

"This is for you," he winked, giving his knuckle a kiss before taking his best swing at the fake punching bag. It was a decent score, certainly, and he celebrated it. "Yeah!"

The crowd cheered for him, and Thena clapped obligingly, wearing a perfectly polite smile on her face. "Seems decent."

"Not bad, not bad," the host nodded along.

Most of them took their turns, some giving it a light tap and some giving it a full swing. Surprisingly, Eros' score was still just barely at the top.

"It seems I have youth on my side," he teased his castmates, who took the joke in stride (mostly). He leaned forward to look at Thena down the line from him, "what's my prize, m'lady?"

"Is youth not enough?" Thena teased him right back, earning a laugh from the crowd (even his loyal fans). "Gil still hasn't gone."

The audience erupted into screams, possibly even loud enough to rival Eros' reaction.

"Oh, I-I don't have to," Gil waved his hand, trying to squirm out of it. He had continuously let people ahead of him in the line for this exact reason.

"Oh come on, old man," Eros grinned at him, just barely attempting to make it sound lighthearted. "Don't tell me that shoulder's still bothering you!"

Thena's glare was not well concealed, but at least the cameras weren't on her in that particular moment.

"Fine," Gil sighed, mostly as the host himself pushed him to it. He looked at Thena, somewhat asking what he should do.

She smiled at him, though, "give it your best shot. Don't let the young blood talk about you like you're retired."

Gil chuckled. What she meant was that she wanted to shut him up, and she was asking Gil to do it. He nodded.

Gil pulled off his bomber jacket, which Thena took from him, watching much more closely for his turn than she had for the others. Gil shook out his shoulders first before inhaling, "here we go."

It happened so fast! His fist raised, it made contact with the speedbag, and then it was up and lodged back into place, the machine beeping and flashing high score. The whole thing took about four seconds.

"Wh-" the host blinked, "I-I didn't even see that! Do we have playback?"

It took a second, but the screen behind them displayed the camera's recording slowed down, showing that Gil had indeed hit the punching bag so hard that it was immediately swung back into its locked position from the force of it.

"That is an indisputable win from the Tyrant King himself!" the host cheered, raising Gil's hand for the audience's applause.

Thena also clapped for him, although once he turned back to her she cupped his chin with her hand, leaning him down to kiss his cheek.

Gil blinked in surprise, but he grinned at her the next second, "now that's a hell of a prize. I would've gone first if I'd known."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Gil would absolutely destroy one of these things #it's all fun #we're all here for a good time #Thena kisses Gil's cheek and it seems like something good friends might do #a few in the cast are like what??? that wasn't my prize #and Thena is like no it wasn't bye #Gil is like are you talking to my wife? #Host doesn't mind at all because damn that makes for good TV #the show's official youtube channel posts the clip #makes a tiktok of it and an instagram post like #'Things Heating Up Between Stone Cold Foxes Gil and Thena' #or #'Gil wins test of strength YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT' #y'know shit like that #and Sprite is like oh my god you unsubtle moron sister of mine

[softquietsteadylove]

How about a soft and very sweet moment where Thena fell asleep and Gil finding her and is watching her and taking her in how peaceful and sweet she looks?

You can choose the AU :)

Gil paused in between taste tests, listening to the quiet. Rather, listening to the lack of Thena muttering to herself. He was making lunch for them - and Sprite - while she was going over their newest script.

In the earliest stages, Thena would mutter the lines aloud to herself to test what they sounded like on and off the page. It helped her solidify her idea of the character in her head, she stated.

He thought it was kind of cute. Although, what he found cute about her was starting to become a very long list.

Gil set down his spoon, pulling the dish towel off his shoulder and turning away from the stove. Thena was right, she really didn't use her kitchen enough. And it was a beautiful one, too.

Thena was on the couch, lying over a throw pillow. Her hair was tossed over freely and yet still managed to look immaculate and beautiful. It was pretty easy for her to look beautiful, though.

She really didn't need hair and makeup for it either. Her features were plenty beautiful on their own. It wasn't just the sharp cheek bones or the razor point of her jaw, or even those perfectly pink lips either.

When he thought about how beautiful Thena was, it was more like...her laugh. It was the way her eyes would light up, and squeeze shut when she was really letting herself have fun. The little lines appearing by her eyes were adorable. Because he could imagine how she looked when she was laughing when he saw them. And yeah, her lips were great (really great). But he also liked how they would pull back when she was smiling. She could smile fancily for the red carpet, but her real smile was kind of toothy, and he loved it.

Sprite smiled with all of her teeth too, actually.

Gil leaned over the arm of the couch, watching the gentle fall of her shoulders as she napped. She was exhausted after their premieres and their press releases. That was always more tiring for her than any of their stunt work or long shoot days.

Thena sighed in her sleep as Gil ran his fingers gently through just the bottom of her curls. She nuzzled the pillow under her, "Gil."

He smiled. He had been spending more and more time with the two sisters in their home. So much so that it was starting to feel like home to him too. More than the place he was renting ever did, that was for certain.

"Dude, just tell her."

Gil rushed to duck down under the arm of the couch. He didn't want Thena waking up and seeing him hovering there like a creep. He peeked up over the edge, "Sprite!"

"It's okay, she probably won't wake up," Sprite murmured, not going to any real effort to be quiet as she came down the stairs to inspect their lunch. "When she naps in the middle of the day like that, it's 'cause she's really out of it."

Gil frowned, looking down at Thena again, who was indeed out like a light. He pulled the throw off the back of the sofa and laid it over her lightly. "She should tell me if she's this tired."

Sprite just shrugged, picking up his testing spoon and taking a large bite for herself (and then double dipping it, like a menace). "Mm, that's good."

"Sprite," Gil frowned.

"What?" the teen shrugged, abandoning the stove to come over to him. "Look, the same goes for her; you two need to talk about how you feel about each other."

Gil chose not to argue with the stubborn and somewhat frightening teen. He looked at Thena, sighing through his nose. He reached down and adjusted the blanket over her. "It's not that simple, kid."

Sprite, for all her usual crassness, observed him quietly. "Why not?"

"Because," Gil started and then sighed. Because...what? Because the line between who they played and the feelings they had were simply too blurry too often? Because they really were friends and he would never do anything to risk that? Or because he might well be in love with her but with no way to do anything about it because their jobs were what they were?

"She likes you too."

Gil looked at Sprite, who focused her eyes down at the throw tossed over her sister and caregiver. She tugged at one of the tassels, although the purpose of it was to actually pull it over Thena's feet more.

"Or whatever," Sprite shrugged. "Like, whatever you have going on--she feels it too, is what I'm saying."

"Sprite-"

"You really can't tell?"

Well, maybe he could--a little. But that was part of what made it so complicated! He had maybe felt once or twice that Thena's feelings were something akin to his own. He had seen her eyes drifting, caught her soft looks before she could hide them from him. He was obvious enough about his own, that was for sure. But didn't that make it harder, not easier?

"I don't know."

"Bullshit," Sprite called immediately. Gil's jaw dropped but she snorted, "please. You two look at each other all gooey eyed all the time. And I'm not talking about when you're working."

Gil blushed. Yeah, he was definitely too obvious about it.

"But she liked you first," Sprite volunteered. "I think. Either way, you two obviously have feelings for each other. The only ones who don't know it are you two, so, like...figure it out."

"Uh," Gil paused, trying to think of how to get around her point, and the conversation as a whole.

"Just know that going forward, is all I'm saying," Sprite shrugged, deciding she was done with both the conversation and the softness of it. She leaned over the back of the couch, "THENA!"

Gil startled from Sprite's full volume screaming. But Thena woke as gently as if a summer breeze had rushed over her. She blinked a few times before turning over. God, she was gorgeous. "Hey."

"Hi," she smiled up at him, blinking against the sunlight coming in through the skylight.

"Will you get up?!" Sprite grabbed Thena's ankles and shook them. "I'm hungry!"

Thena pulled her ankles in, dragging Sprite over the back of the couch in a heap. "Get off me, Gremlin."

Gil just chuckled, watching the sisters resume their usual sibling behaviour. Thena sat up, tossing the throw lazily and combing her fingers through her hair. He smiled, "here."

Thena let Gil help part her hair again and settle her blonde curls where they usually sat. She stared up at him.

He stared right back. Once her face was framed again he gave her cheeks a little touch with his palms, "done!"

"Thanks," she said so quietly it ended up being a whisper. It seemed they were whispering in the kitchen a lot, lately. She blushed.

Sprite just rolled her eyes at them. How much longer was she supposed to endure this?

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Sprite and her salad have been through so much #and she's being so brave about it #I don't know if I'd qualify this as full angst #wistful maybe #but listen #they have jobs to do #it just so happens that those jobs involve pretending to be other people #and sometimes those other people have crazy strong feelings for each other #sometimes those other people are secretly in love #sometimes those other people are just DYING to say something but can't because they don't know how #and sometimes Gil and Thena really do think about saying something and then bail

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! I have a request for your amazing actor au!

I don’t know if you know this but there was a photoshooting with the train to Busan cast where Ma dong seok lifts the actress up in his arm.

Thena and Gil have to do a photoshoot for their upcoming new movie and both of them are just looking amazing. the director ask if Gil can lift Thena up in his arm so they look like a powerful and elegant couple. You can make it a bit playful for example Gil pretending to struggle only to lift her up in one smooth movement suprising everyone how easy it is for him.

Looking forward to read it I’m pretty sure it will be amazing as any other work you have done❤️

Here are both gifs as links so you know what exactly I mean :)

https://images.app.goo.gl/YGX2ZQZi4zFLZiiA8

https://images.app.goo.gl/QVHMo2yynM35thRaA

"Okay, great," the director of photography announced, declaring his satisfaction with this set of shots and being ready to move on to the next.

Thena and Gil both fell away from the stiff poses they were hitting with laughter. Thena shook her head hair out, "where is one of those wind machines when you need one?"

Gil just chuckled, picking up one of the nearest props - a clapper board - and fanning her. "I know what you mean. These lights are brutal."

Thena sighed as the light breeze hit her, "what would I do without you?"

"Hey, this isn't free, y'know."

She laughed, utterly glowing between her actual smile and the lights on them. The shutter clacked a few more times, capturing the moment of her genuine laughter.

"How much longer?" Gil whispered to her as the lights were moved for the next few promo shots.

Thena took the clapper from him, fanning him this time, "I think we have the space for three hours? I imagine it's only been half as long as it's felt like."

"Yeah, I get that sense too," Gil mumbled, tugging at the collar of the clothes they had him in for the promos. It was a nice suit, he had to admit, and it fit his character. But it didn't help him in the comfort department. He looked at her, particularly down at her feet, "how're you doing?"

Thena tilted her head, ever charmed by how caring he was. She had complained about the exceedingly tall heels they had her in only twice now. She thought she was showing admirable restraint, considering how uncomfortable they were. But of course Gil still noticed. "I suppose I can't really complain."

"Well, you could," Gil shrugged, "a little. I don't have to wear them."

"That is true," she pursed her lips at him, earning a laugh from him as a reward. "Seems a little unfair."

"Okay," the DOP spoke up as the lights were settled for their next shots. "We're looking for romantic-lead energy. I want the drama, the tension--I wanna feel how bad you want each other!"

Gil fidgeted with his suit but nodded.

"Get in character if you have to, but we're looking for sexy. So sexy I feel like I'm a voyeur just for takin' the picture--and, go!"

Thena took the advice freely, much more comfortable in the mind of her character for direction like that. When she lifted her eyes Gil also seemed in the mind of his character--the man who had leapt through the wall of a burning building for her (character...her character).

Gil pulled her to him, his hands on the slope of her waist. He was always saying that he didn't want to hold her too tight, startled by the itty-bittiness of her waist in comparison to the surface area of his palm.

Thena inhaled as his hand trailed down until it could settle on top of her hip. It hovered there, his fingers dancing the line that separated the platonic and the quiet yearning of desire. Her eyes flickered up to his.

Gil had a hell of a smoulder. He didn't think he did, but he could get this look in his eye that really made her think he was going to slam her against a wall and just...take her--do anything with her, and to her. And he didn't even know he could look like that!

"Closer!"

They stayed in the moment--in the character of the moment. They were used to having directions shouted at them in the middle of a scene; it was part of their jobs.

"Kiss, but don't!--get in nice and close and then-"

Thena inhaled as his lips hovered around hers.

"And you're being dragged away from each other.

Back to the sultry staring. Thena kept her eyes on him as her fingers trailed down his suit jacket lapel and even dipped under it faintly.

"Okay, got it!"

Thena and Gil fell away from each other again, although this time they were quiet, clearing their throats and brushing off their clothes. Thena instinctively moved to twist around and play with her hair before remembering there were people whose job it was to style it. People who would kill her for messing it up out of a nervous habit.

Gil caught the natural movement as she stopped it, smiling to himself at how cute it was.

"Gil, can you pick her up?"

"What?"

"Y'know," the director motioned vaguely, looking more as if he had never lifted anything in his life. "Pick her up--can you?"

"Uh, well, yeah," Gil stuttered, glancing at Thena fleetingly. "I have for, like, scenes...I guess."

"You guess? Can you or can't you?"

Gil wasn't particularly amused by the line of questioning, or how it was being asked. "I can, but what are you looking for? Do you want me to hold her bridal style or do you want me to fuckin' deadlift her?"

"Okay, okay," the DOP rolled his eyes, although he clearly understood Gil's need to clarify the method. "Well, how 'bout just up on your shoulder? Could be kinda cute, right?"

"Me just," Thena looked at Gil beside her, visibly skeptical, "on his shoulder?"

"Yeah," he waved off her concerns, already looking at the monitor for lighting, "it'll be great. Show off those muscles we're payin' for."

"I don't know," Thena frowned, more at Gil than anyone else.

"What, don't trust him?" he snorted.

Gil frowned, "she doesn't have to do anything she's not comfortable with."

Thena's hand landed on Gil's arm before he could really get into it with the photoshoot director. He would, she had no doubt, if it was in the name of protecting her. She frowned, though, "it's not that. Gil, don't you think all of my weight on one arm will be...too much?"

Gil's eyes travelled over her briefly, in just one smooth swoop from top to bottom. Thena's stomach flipped over itself. "No?"

"Gil," she huffed, crossing her arms. "I know how strong you are--I know better than a lot of people, actually."

Not to make it sound like something it wasn't.

"But on one shoulder?" Thena insisted, staring up at him stubbornly. "You don't have to prove anything to them. And I wouldn't want you to strain yourself--ah!"

Everyone looked over as Thena squeaked, leaning over Gil's head as he scooped her up like it was nothing. He secured his arm behind her knees, shoulder under her backside with a hand on her knee. He kept his back straight, using his legs to do the bulk of the lifting while physics kept her securely in his grip.

"Gil!" Thena squawked, although she quickly learned he was only swaying because of her squirming and stilled herself. She was still leaning over him slightly, one hand clutching at his far shoulder while the other one was gripping his shirt collar.

"How's this?" he asked, really and truly looking unfazed by it.

"Uh," the DOP, and several others in the room, just stared. "Y-Yeah, that's great! Thena, loosen up!"

"Sorry," she murmured, trying to relax her posture while Gil was holding her the way he might have a two-by-four of wood thrown over his shoulder. She twisted herself slightly, angling her hips and her waist and her bust just-so. Her hand gave Gil's shoulder under her a light squeeze, "are you sure I'm not too heavy?"

"Thena, stop worrying about it," Gil chided, although he couldn't quite get his neck twisted enough to look up at her. He gave her thigh a pat with his hand, "you're perfect."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #okay so #look at these gifs they're amazing #he really does just...pick her up and hold her like that #like it's nOTHING #I obviously watched these over and over and over #and it's a very cute pose #Gil would be like yeah no worries #Thena is like I don't know #but for the record #they take a bunch of shots like this and Gil doesn't even blink #he thinks it's cute to just...have her up there #Thena is like okay let's give him a break now >:( #and Gil's like honey it's fine it's like having a pretty bird on my shoulder

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I really like the Thenamesh Actor prompts so I have a request!

Gil always makes sure that Thena is comfortable in interviews . So what if on their new movie both of them and Eros are in a interview and throughout Eros, out of jealousy and frustration of their incredible chemistry (and because he can’t get closer to Thena) he says something humiliating disguised as jokes about Gil. Gil being polite just laughs about it but Thena can clearly see how uncomfortable his jokes/humiliations makes him and how awfully quiet he slowly gets and Thena (you know the goddes of war clearly) protects him!

"Gil!" Thena chastised, although she was laughing a bit hard for it to sound like she meant it. "Stop it!"

The whole panel had been like this. They were doing one of the first interviews with all of them assembled as a cast, but Gil and Thena had been thus far dominating the interview. It wasn't odd - they were technically the leads of the film - but it was hard to get answers between their whispering things to each other and joking and laughing.

Eros couldn't get a word in edgewise.

"What?" Gil chuckled along with her, nudging her next to him. "It's true! I was a huge fan of yours before we met!"

"Speak for yourself," she smiled at him, leaning her head against her hand. "I've stated plenty of times that I've seen a good number of your films."

"Have you seen all of them?"

"I think it would be quite impossible to see all of them," she shook her head, pulling her attention back to the audience of press interviewing them. "But I was shown some of his early work and I suppose I was hooked from there."

"Likewise," Gil jumped in next, wiggling his thumb between them, although it brushed against her forearm, their chairs being so close that their armrests were actually touching. "I've always thought about what it might be like to work with her."

"Eros, this is actually your first time working with both of them, isn't it?"

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, sitting forward in his seat, finally with some opportunity to speak. "I've never worked with Gil before, and I've only ever worked on the same project as Thena once or twice. I've never had the immense privilege to work opposite her."

The audience was obliging in his flattery. Eros looked down the long table's white cloth, only to find he wasn't actually being listened to--at least not by a certain leading lady.

Gil was listening, looking down the line at Eros. But from his viewpoint, Eros could see very clearly, that Thena wasn't looking at him. She was looking at Gilgamesh.

Eros cleared his throat, "he really is great to work with, stunt-wise."

Gil waved off Eros' kindness with a bashful smile, toying with his microphone in his hands. Thena poked him, urging him to accept the well-deserved compliment. He caught her poking index finger with his pinky. "I'm not union or anything. But I've been doing my own stunts long enough that I guess I like to offer my advice when I can."

"Right, I heard about a rather nasty spill," Eros tilted his head down at the older actor. "You know, there's no shame in needing a double as time goes on."

He said it lightly--with enough of a laugh in his voice for it to appear friendly. The audience chuckled obligingly.

Thena was not laughing. "That was a very serious incident."

Gil caught onto the tone in her voice immediately and smiled, "i-it wasn't that bad, really-"

"And it was an equipment malfunction," she added with even more of a bite to it. The tone in the room shifted quickly, of course at Thena's protest and not at the original joke cracked at Gil's expense. But she glared at the head of the table. "Gil does his own stunts when it makes more sense to for the filming process. He's just that sweet and considerate of people."

"Of course!" the original asker of the question jumped in, hoping to save the atmosphere of the interview as a whole. "His fans were quite distressed to learn of his injury."

"Not your first, right?" Eros asked, his thin veil of asking out of kindness growing thinner and thinner.

"Well, yeah, it happens," Gil shrugged, either not catching onto Eros' attacks or choosing to let them roll off him. "Can't always avoid little accidents here and there. The fans who have followed my career know this is far from my first set injury, and far from the worst, too."

"I've heard about them," Thena added vaguely, always vigilant about not giving the press too much exposure to Sprite. "And he's always back to work as soon as possible--far too dedicated to his work."

Gil was immediately looking at Thena again, smiling and chatting with her as if they were the only ones in the room (and just happened to be holding microphones). "As if she didn't learn flawless Russian for her summer action blockbuster from a few years ago?"

"Gil," she gave him that little headshake again, like a wife scolding her husband for embarrassing her.

"I mean flawless," Gil insisted, though, grinning as the praise for her spewed from him like a fountain. "I'm no expert, but I've seen accent coaches and other actors react to it, and they all say it's perfect--just like her."

The audience gasped and 'ooh'ed and giggled like children.

Thena blushed, "far too sweet."

"I remember that film, it was," Eros paused, leaning over further to give Thena a look that she was sure his hordes of fangirls loved. He raised a brow at her, "magnificent."

"Thena, have you followed any of Eros' work?"

"I can't say I have," she answered a little too quickly and eagerly.

"Well, you have a younger sister, right? What about-"

"No," she snapped, and was joined by Gil in glaring at the interviewer who either hadn't been informed that she didn't answer questions about her sister or had ignored it.

Eros ran a hand through his very famous hair, leaning back in his chair.

"But," Thena smiled again, her eyes drifting beside her (what a surprise). "She is a fan of Gil's."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #Thena isn't here for it #also I haven't really listened to the boy talk much in real life #outside of that particularly...bonkers interview in Venice #so forgive me #also I say boy as if we aren't the same age but whatever #he is The Boy #because Thena needs a man named Gilgamesh #this is somewhat based on a comment I saw #that I haven't verified so I don't know if it's true #but someone might have asked her if her kids were a fan of harry's? #and she was like who? no but let me tell you about Ma Dong-Seok #Sprite is livestreaming this interview #and now makes it her mission to save all the videos #and supercut edits of Thena and Gil flirting #to annoy and embarrass her sister into confessing

[softquietsteadylove]

Hey hey :D I have a request if it’s ok?

For the actor au, Gil and Thena are shooting a scene and it has to be a pretty emotional one. Gil’s character has to beg with tears and a heartbreaking speech that she stays with her, that he needs and loves her very much (it can be a breakup or a death scene. You choose) And lemme tell you something he is such an amazing actor that Thena actually gets a bit emotional and everyone including her gets speechless.

Give us some heavy emotional speech from Gil and soft and lovely moment in the end <3

She turned, startling to find him there. "Wh-What are you doing here?"

"Are you okay?" he asked, walking over to her with his hands in his pockets.

She swiped the evidence of her tears from her cheeks. She attempted to say something but ended up just nodding, looking down at her feet and the beautiful bathroom tile below them. The lights on the back of the mirror gave her a glow, while they brought out the handsomeness of his features. "You shouldn't be in here."

"I had to see if you were okay," he whispered, knowing the line it crossed for both of them. He didn't stop getting closer, though, moving until he could lean, bracing himself against the corners of the sink, her pinned between. His eyes met hers, "are you?"

She eyed him, also trying to judge just how far they would take things. "I'm sure my fiance will ask me that."

He didn't even blink. "You're not gonna marry him."

"Excuse me?"

"You're not gonna marry him, and we both know it."

"Oh, I'm not?" she glared at him. She had plenty to say, and she would get her chance.

But this was his chance to say his peace. It had been building up in him, after all, and this was his last chance to get it all out before neither of them could turn back. "No, you're not."

"And why is that?" she whispered. It wasn't a taunt, it wasn't a dare, because that wasn't how she wanted to do things. She was asking--she was asking him to tell her. To give her a reason.

His head hovered closer to hers, their words coming out soft and breathy against the glass behind her. "Because you don't love him, and you never have."

She stared hard past him, determined to keep some even ground in the argument, "love isn't always required in a marriage."

"No," he conceded, because it was true. He moved a thumb, and it moved dangerously close to touching her hand, which he had forbade himself from doing this whole time. If he touched her skin even once, he would come undone completely. "But you do love me."

She bristled, her shoulders rising, narrowing in her own space between his arms around her.

"And I damn well love you." The line that couldn't be crossed--it wasn't the wedding happening literally the next day. It wasn't the wedding march, it wasn't even the 'I do's. It was this simple truth that existed for them both, in between them like thread tying them together no matter the distance. "I love you-"

"Don't," she whispered, those eyes glittering with any number of emotions swimming in them.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. Because he had spent all this time here for her. He had only come because she had asked him to. Because he would do anything for her. "I said I'd do anything for you."

She blinked at him, a few more tears falling. "So...don't."

He reached up, brushing away her tears with his thumb. He had broken his rule in one swift move, and he had not one regret about it. "I just can't seem to, sweetie. Not this time."

She squeezed her eyes shut, visibly trying to both lean into his touch and pull away from it. "Why now?"

He let out a laugh, although it was just a breath. It was the only thing he had left, and it was hers too. "Now? No--I have loved you. I have loved you all this time."

"I never stopped loving you, for a single second. Not since the first moment I fell off my bike and you helped me up. Not since I got on that plane and not even when I got back and saw him standing next to you. I don't give a shit about him, but you?"

She turned her head as his lips hovered devastatingly close to kissing her cheek.

"I need you," he confessed like it was being dragged out of him. His breath hit her cheek, spreading over her skin. He could imagine the pink of it under her makeup. "I need you like I've never needed anything so badly in my damn life."

"I got on that plane and I thought I wasn't coming back. I thought I was off to follow my dreams, like I always wanted. Like you always told me I should."

"And then I got there, and...a-and you weren't there," he laughed, because it was such a simple, obvious statement. But the physical feeling it stirred up inside of him demanded to be spoken. "You weren't there, and it was like I couldn't breathe. I couldn't hear your voice, I couldn't see your smile. I couldn't catch your laugh from the other room and it...it broke something in me."

"I missed you like I never thought possible." He lifted his eyes, meeting hers again, still hovering dangerously close but tortuously far from her. "And I thought coming back would solve that."

She closed the distance herself, pressing her forehead to his cheek, more tears coming. "How did we get this so wrong?"

"I don't know," he whispered back, running his hand over her arm. His fingers trailed over her until he could run over that big, fat engagement ring on her finger. "Doesn't suit you."

"I know," she whispered, and he let his resolve settle over him like a blanket.

"You're not marrying him. And you can leave with me now, or tomorrow in front of the entire wedding. But I'm leaving with the woman I love, Thena."

"Cut!"

Both actors took a second to come out of the heavy and demanding scene. Gil slumped back, picking himself up slowly. Thena blew out a breath, blinking and dabbing at her tears.

A few of the crew had tears in their eyes, actually.

"That was great, guys," the director congratulated, hopping off his chair and walking into the bathroom set with them. "Honestly, I think we got it."

"Uh," a PA from behind the monitors held up a pen, "except that last line. You called her Thena."

"What?" Gil blinked. He wouldn't have--that was such a basic mistake to make. Did he?

The Director waved the script in his hands around, "so we cut around it, no big deal. We're gonna run it again for the big reveal anyway. But first, we need those closeups. Let's touch up and then we're back to one, people!"

Gil let out a nervous breath, shaking his energy out of him as hair and makeup and wardrobe did their best to squeeze in through the lights to get to the two leads. He looked over at Thena, "you okay?"

She let out a light laugh, and he felt something stir in his chest. All the better to think of for when his character brought up physically feeling its absence. She met his eyes over a makeup artist's shoulder, "and the oscar goes to."

"Come on," Gil let out a puff of air, turning bashful.

"Really," she said softly, and he could hear her still trying to shut it off. Her voice was still tight from crying. "If I heard a speech like that, I would abandon my wedding too."

Gil peeked over at her again as the other women around her murmured their agreements with the statement. They were fluffing her hair and reapplying some setting powder to her cheeks. He was getting so used to seeing her out of makeup he was starting to believe she was prettier without it.

This was exactly why he had flubbed his last line; he shook his head. He had to stay in character. He had to remember her character! If only he could remember her name. "Can I get my script real quick?"

#Thenamesh Actors AU #I'm cheating a little bit here #because I get to have all this angst #but still have my happy ending! #now I don't condone cheating in any way #...but we're not talking about Thena and Gil here #their characters are in love your honour #Gil would never #...but he would also never let Thena get married to Eros #who absolutely plays this mystery boy who proposed #he signed on to the project for the chance to play Thena's boyfriend #only to find out he has almost no screentime (ha!) #he has a few light kisses with her #which he enjoys a little too much and tries to do take after take after take #and Gil is like okay that's enough don't you think #but she and Gil are going to run their big climactic kiss scene so many times #even the Director is like okay what the fuck that's enough