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shy-girl04 · 4 months

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“When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”

 Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

#prose #words #jane austen #pride and prejudice #woman #in the bath #books #reading #black and white

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artfulfashion · 6 months

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Linda Evangelista for Vogue Italia 1993, photographed by Steven Meisel

#linda evangelista #vogue #steven meisel #black and white photography #1990s #in the bath

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tufnation · 10 months

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In the bath

#In the bath

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softquietsteadylove · 11 months

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Maybe some comforting Thenamesh fluff after they had a hard day?

Thena and Gil taking care of each other and comfort each other in a nice, hot bath. Thena cleaning the wounds Mahd Wy'ry caused him and Gil, well, he's always taking care of his Thena.

Hugs and much love!! 🖤✨

Gil hissed from the stinging.

"Be still," she whispered as she touched the sponge to his arm.

She had just stitched him up mere hours ago. The last thing they needed was for her work to come undone. There was already plenty more to do, like making sure the hole in the wall got repaired before the next sandstorm, and sewing up their torn clothes.

Gilgamesh reached out, brushing a sponge over her right temple, bearing the evidence of one of his heavier blows.

She looked at him, not even wincing as he touched the sodden sponge delicately to her reddened skin. "No."

He sighed. His arm drifted back into the water, freshly heated and with some healing herbs thrown in for good measure. "How can I not?"

Gilgamesh always got this terribly pained look on his face after an altercation like this. The times when gentle words and soft cooing didn't work and he was forced to fight her in earnest. Every time he had to genuinely strike her down furthered his pain.

Thena looked at him again, also retracting her hand and the soft sponge. She eyed his arms, particularly wounded after this most aggressive bout. He had still been bleeding when the veil of Mahd Wy'ry had lifted. It was always an unpleasant feeling when it did, but sometimes the view that greeted her upon awakening could be outright horrific.

She hated to see him hurt.

"Hey," Gilgamesh whispered, tipping her chin up to look at him. The wounds on his arms were all but vanished, as far as he was concerned. He never let it show when she had truly hurt him. Only when sponging his stitches clean, apparently.

Thena blinked slowly, still foggy. He had tied her hair up for her gently at the back of her head. She much preferred it free, but there were certainly times in their extensive lives when it had needed to be tamed for an occasion or event. When those times did come, it was only Gilgamesh with whom she trusted her precious locks of blonde.

Sometimes she would let Sersi and Makkari or even Sprite brush or braid her hair, though.

"Hey."

She blinked again, looking at him more clearly. The sight of him was hazy but it was from the steam of the bath. She pulled her hand out of the water, listening to the splashing and the dripping. Her hand found his cheek.

Gilgamesh kept his complaining minimal as she used her thumb to swipe away some blood from his cheek. He leaned into her touch.

"Hurt." It was all she could muster for words, but it said what she needed it to.

He shook his head, smiling at her, "no."

She didn't have it in her to argue. But she just glared at the many cuts on his arms. Cuts she had used sluggish, heavy hands to sew up in hopes of healing him. In hopes of doing something - anything! - to actually help him, for a change.

"Thena," he whispered, pulling her chin up again. He leaned forward, as much as he could with them both squeezed into the bath, legs tucked around her hips and up against his chest. He smiled, "it doesn't hurt."

"Does." She closed her eyes. The words would come later. But he still understood what she meant, because he was giving her that look. She blinked, hoping not to cry even more than she already had.

She meant that it did hurt, but it was she who was feeling the pain.

He brushed his thumb over her sharp cheekbone, the same as she had done for him. He tucked a few stray hairs - curling from the humidity of the room - behind her ear. "Doesn't have to."

She rested her chin on her knee, curled up as tight as she could go. Their clothes were out on the line, drying after being soaked in cold water from all the blood shed on them. Hers especially needed the bicarbonate help.

"Here," Gil whispered, turning her around in the water so she could lie back against his chest. He helped her stretch out her legs as much as she could. He rested her knees over his, cradling her in the crook of his arm and against his chest.

She rested her head against his heart, the water lapping at her ear and at the bottom of her chin. She sighed, listening for the rhythm of his heart. Hers had fallen out of sync with it; she hoped to remedy that.

"It's okay," Gil reassured her, trailing his hand over arm lightly and idly--as if this were a leisurely bath and not a medicinal soak. "We got through it, right?"

He knew she couldn't argue right now. She tapped his shoulder with her head.

He chuckled, toying with a few more tendrils of blonde escaping the gentle bun he had tied for her. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Gil." She never had trouble with that one.

"We're here, Thena," he promised, tangling their fingers together under the water and above it. He kissed her temple, "we're safe here. Both of us."

He was much less safe than she was.

"Both of us," he repeated, having anticipated her argument, even within her own head.

Thena adjusted her position, nudging his jaw with her forehead.

He left a kiss there, where she had once worn the insignia of the Warrior Eternal. Armour she would never don again. Armour that might help to keep Gilgamesh safe from her innately violent power.

He kissed her again, "all you had to do was ask."

She sighed; she would argue with him later. For now, she turned her face into his chest more, above the water.

"I'll be here," he assured her, laying his arms over the edge of the tub, ensuring neither of them would sink further in. "Sleep if you want."

She was way ahead of him. But only so she could argue with him once she woke up later.

#Thenamesh #just some soft Thenamesh #soaking away the woes and troubles of life #soaking away everything else #because all that matters is them #in the bath #in their Australian home in the middle of nowhere #Thena doing what she can to give him stitches to heal faster #Gil getting their clothes in cold water to get the blood out of them #Gil pulling Thena's hair up into a messy bun at the back of her head #Gil running a hat bath as Thena just stands there still silent #Gil pulling Thena into the bath with him #she curls up right away #he lets her #moves his legs around her to make room #starts dabbing her skin with a sponge #and then she starts to do the same #and he knows they're going to be just fine

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junksterrr · 1 month

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junodream || Other Side

#junodream #in the bath #ed vyvyan #dougal gray #tom rea #cheeky so and so's

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the-blunt-diaries · 1 year

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We did it stoner friends, I got away from my mum at last 🙌😌

Currently enjoying some music and a j in the bath , in my own flat, that I am so obsessed with 🥰😍

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commander----shepard · 1 year

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Eyal:”Oh.....by the way, if you are looking for this ...,”* shows briefcase*....You are welcome to join me.” * smug face is smug*

(Me: I am on my way xD) All cliche jokes aside...Steel Briefcase- Strategically placed, also known as “I will need to gif THIS scene” because of reasons.

And because for some other reasons, I laughed so hard when I watched that. May be because of his (their) faces in that scene xD Or the way that towel felt....lmao.I will be with you shortly xD P:S Pics are bigger by the way ( click--> Right click --> Open Image in New Tab....)

Bonus xD: