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mrsreginagold · 1 month

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Fic: Please Hold Me Close Tonight

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: For 2 x 15 but set in an AU where Nikita and Ari are secretly seeing each other.

Summary: Though *nothing* had gone as he planned; Ari Tasarov is looking forward to taking a moment to relax. Nikita Mears has other ideas.

Author's note: I tend to jump around in Ari and Nikita's timeline a lot, though it's never been intentional. There are plenty of pieces I have ideas written down for that I still haven't gotten to, in fact. I suppose that's just the nature of creating.

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Please Hold Me Close Tonight

A sigh that was a mix of beleaguered and outright exhausted emerged from Ari Tasarov as he slid the key card for his hotel room into the reader on the door.

He entered his temporary abode and slipped out of his suit jacket, which he flung haphazardly over the back of a chair, and then removed his shoes before unceremoniously diving, stomach-first, onto the bed. He let out a muffled groan. “Hello gorgeous. I might just lie here for a while if that’s all right.”

“Fine by me, I’m not minding the view.”

Reflexes honed by years of experience flew into motion. With a quick twist, he was sitting up and aiming a weapon directly at the woman who mirrored his action.

Ari’s bright, clear blue eyes narrowed. “How the hell did you get in here Nikita?”

Nikita Mears answered with a brief shrug before gesturing at an open window.

Though irritation bubbled up within him, he lowered his gun slightly. “And to what do I owe the honor of your presence?”

“I can’t just stop by to say hi?”

This resulted in a perfectly arched eyebrow. “Somehow I doubt that.”

They stayed exactly as they were, staring each other down, until Nikita finally gave up and put her gun back into an inner pocket of her coat.

He read that as a positive sign and set his own weapon on the bedside table before rising to his feet. “What’s wrong?”

An innocent, confounded expression crossed her lovely face. “Why would you think something’s wrong?”

“Because, Nikita, you don’t just make a random visit. Especially when we’re supposed to be keeping this a secret.”

She scoffed and crossed her arms. “A secret implies trust between two parties and that’s far from the case here.”

Apparently, she was upset about something he had kept hidden from her. Now – to find out what it was. “You’ll have to elaborate on that a little further dear.”

“Don’t do that.” She snapped.

“Do what?”

“Call me dear like I mean something.”

He froze, her words digging in much deeper than he expected them to.

After a loaded, silent moment, he took a step in her direction only for her to back away. “Nikita. You do mean something; something quite special.”

“If that’s the case then why’re you hooking up with Amanda behind my back?!”

That stopped him in his tracks, his heart thumping erratically and prompting him to swallow before speaking again. “I am not hooking up with anyone.”

“The cat’s already out of the bag, Ari.” There was genuine hurt in Nikita’s eyes, which only made him feel worse despite the fact that she was jumping to conclusions.

“Fine, you want me to admit it? My past relationship with her is beneficial. But beyond a kiss, nothing happened!”

“You expect me to believe –

He cut his companion off by grasping her shoulders, looking deeply into the dark brown depths he had grown so fond of, and repeated: “Nothing. Happened.”

“How can I believe you?” Her own tone had gone soft, her eyes glittering with unshed tears that he could tell she was holding back.

His answer was to kiss her to get across exactly how much she meant to him. Not his career, or his ambition, or Amanda. Just Nikita.

It only took a few seconds before she relaxed in his arms and responded to the embrace with an eagerness that cleared up any further confusion.

Ari couldn’t help but smile. Immediately, he swept her off her feet and hoisted her up in his arms, angling his mouth more passionately over hers in the process and deepening the kiss just the right amount.

She moaned, threaded her fingers through his hair, and pressed as close as possible, which was admittedly the desired reaction.

He pulled back long enough to regain some air and a hint of composure. “I can’t believe you’re jealous of Amanda, of all people.” The tease was accompanied by a tender brush of his fingers along her cheek.

“And you’re not when it comes to Michael?” she retorted, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course, I get jealous,” he confessed, carrying her over to the bed and setting her down upon it carefully before kneeling to remove her boots. “But he isn’t here now, is he?”

She unbuckled the belt that kept her peacoat wrapped around her slender form, and then cast it aside. “No, he isn’t. And neither is she. So: let’s forget all about them.”

With her shoes taken care of, Ari surged up so he could capture her mouth with his again, cradling her face between both hands and infusing as much as desire as he possibly could into the kiss.

Her fingers coiled around his tie, dragging him forward with her as she reclined onto the plush covers.

He was more than willing to accompany her on that particular journey, his hands traveling down her neck, then slipping beneath her cardigan sweater so he could push it down her arms.

She deftly loosened his necktie so she could tackle the buttons to his dress shirt, the heat between them increasing as it opened further and further over his chest.

He settled on top of her, moving back momentarily to fully undo the knot in his tie and toss it on the floor.

There was a quiet huff of irritation when her practiced hands delved beneath the crisp, pale blue fabric of his shirt only to come in contact with the thin tank top that he had on. “Why are you wearing layers?”

“Because it’s New York in winter,” hastily, he shrugged out of the garment and shucked the undershirt over his head. “There. Happy?”

“Much better,” she grinned and trailed her gaze slowly across his exposed torso.

“Now you’re the one over-dressed,” he playfully tugged at the hem of her top.

She slid one long leg over his and, in an agile movement, twisted and pinned him under her.

He stared up at her, breathing uneven, while she straddled his hips and peeled off her camisole.

She placed her palms on the center of his chest, eyeing him hungrily and smirking. “You were saying?”

He stole another kiss to effectively end any further discussion.

The next few minutes were a blur as they rid each other of their remaining clothing, naked limbs entwining instinctively as they crashed back onto the blankets.

Ordinarily, he would take his time to explore, but there was a sense of urgency in every kiss and touch on her part, so he joined them instead with a decisive thrust.

Her legs locked around his waist to anchor them together, canting her hips to meet his movements and clawing at his back to spur him further.

He shifted his angle, so he was buried deeper and continued at a feverish pace, determined to give her exactly what she desired.

It was as they were reaching their peak in unison that he slowed down a fraction – just so he could watch her fall apart in an exquisite manner, right before he followed with a primal sound.

They collapsed – still intimately connected – in a tangle, breathing heavily and in no condition to consider moving any time soon.

After a bit of time passed, Nikita reached up to caress a pattern over Ari’s shoulder blade, which prompted him to finally lift his head from where it was resting in the crook of her neck.

He studied her, taking in the alluring image she made with her tousled dark hair waving out along the pillows, her skin glistening with moisture from their exertions.

His heart swelled with affection, and he reached out to cup her face. “Is it just me, or was that more intense than usual?”

“It wasn’t just you,” she sighed and brushed her lips lightly against his palm. “I got a little carried away.”

“A little?” he shook his head and turned just slightly so he could gaze down at her. “You marked me.”

“I wanted to,” she trailed her hands slowly over the scratch marks that now littered his back.

“Clearly there’s more to it,” he leaned in, touching their foreheads together. “What’s really going on Nikita?”

She inhaled shakily, nuzzling him before replying. “Lately, everything feels like it’s been slipping through my fingers…I just didn’t want you to be one of those things.”

“Maybe all this sneaking around is part of the problem,” he surmised.

“Maybe, but,” she chewed at her lower lip, a habit that occurred whenever she was uncertain. “I’m not exactly ready to go public about whatever this happens to be.”

He nodded, understanding perfectly what she meant. “The truth is, neither am I. All I know is that when I’m with you, even when we’re not like this,” he gestured at their still entwined bodies. “You’re all I want.”

Her breath hitched, even though he hadn’t gone as far to tell her that he loved her. It was something he implied in every kiss and even the most fleeting of touches whenever they had their time together. “Ari, I –

He claimed her lips before anything else could be said, bearing her back against the blankets.

They embraced ardently for several minutes before he tugged away, blue eyes glittering with promise. “Stay for a while? I’d like to take my time.”

She nodded rapidly, which prompted a grin, another kiss, and then he proved true to his word.

Sunshine filtered in through the curtains of Ari’s hotel room, washing over the bed with enough illumination to draw him from slumber.

He wasn’t expecting to open his eyes and find Nikita still lying beside him, already wide-awake and staring in a manner that could only be described as contemplative.

He stretched languidly and then carded one hand through her hair. “You’re still here.”

“I didn’t want to leave you,” she murmured, curling close to him, and ducking her head to kiss his throat.

His pulse jumped. “To be fair, I was hoping you wouldn’t go,” he inhaled her scent and wrapped his arms around her securely. “I’m just used to not getting what I want in this situation.”

She sighed, her breath tickling his chest. “I love you; I don’t know when it happened or why or…hell, I’m still not sure what it means. But I know, with certainty, that I am head over heels in love with you.”

A relieved sound escaped him. “Thank goodness, because I love you too, more than I thought was humanly possible.”

Nikita peered up at him. “We are complete idiots.”

His laughter filled the room. “Oh, we’re hopeless all right. But it doesn’t change how I feel.”

She smiled warmly, pulling him forward for a kiss that he gratefully returned, and he realized that whatever the future held – he would be with her the entire way.

The End

#ari x nikita #nikari #mine #mrsreginagold #peter outerbridge #ari tasarov #nikita mears #otp: enemy mine #nikita 2010 #fanfiction #otp: this is the life we've chosen

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corvase · 2 years

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enemies to lovers ‘later in their life’ prompts

later in their life; post-book things like getting married, living together. feel free to use :)

“can you pass me the s—“ “no.” “………. at what point do you become mature?”

“i’m tireddd.” *in a whiny voice* “i’m tired.” *mocking them*

“hug?” “clingy, much?……” but hugs them anyway

random races. waking up and brushing? i’ll do it five hours before you even begin dreaming. walking to the kitchen to make breakfast? i can flip fifteen pancakes before you can blink.

“you said you loved me first, remember?” “…. did i?”

everything is still a competition. i don’t care if both our families are watching i can and will scarf this all down and beat you

“cant believe we fell in love. i swore i would never become this trope.” “who doesn’t love a good cliche?”

“kiss?” and an immediate joking “no” but they’re already leaning in with a small smile

both being very stubborn and like carbon copies of the other so small domestic things trip them up

^ like they’re both lying down on the couch like “who’s turn is it to do the dishes?” “… i think it’s yours.” “but i did them yesterday.” “no you most definitely did not—“

“i missed you.” and with a small smile, “really?” and an annoyed “no i’m lyin— WHAT DO YOU THINK???”

“must you argue with me about everything?” genuinely annoyed because they just want to choose what to eat for breakfast and the other one just wants to argue

BUT ALSO “must you argue with me about everything?” and it’s with the fondest smile ever as they run a hand through the other’s hair

“where are the onions?” “…. you called me at 2:00pm on a work day to ask me where the onions are??? WHEN YOU BOUGHT THEM LAST?????????” “… if you didn’t know where they were you could’ve just said that but whatever.”

“do you fancy getting married?” “do i f— DO I FANCY????? WE’RE NINETEEN.” “yeah but i love you.”

“did you do the laundry?” “did YOU do the laundry?” “oh splendid i’m married to a seven year old.”

a petty argument and the make-up being all reluctant

^ like “and by the way, i hate your new haircut.” and the other responding with a smile and a “yeah?” because they know with a glance that it’s not true at all

“i love you.” “… yeah. you too, i guess.” “….? say you love me.” “…” “i’m going to call your mom.” “… that is so low.”

it’s also important to have moments where they acknowledge that the enemies part is in the past and as much as they joke they both love each other very much

^“can we be serious for a second?” and an immediate sobering up

“i love you like, a crazy amount, you know.” “i love you even more.” “okay…. just let me have this one maybe.”

them learning each other’s hobbies & things they enjoy doing, going out of their way to learn and enjoy it too

“let’s go stargaze.” “i’d honestly rather do anything else.” but they go and just stare at the other one the whole time (and the other is aware)

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hydenraven · 8 months

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'cause baby, now we've got bad blood

#wednesdayedit #wednesday addams #tyler galpin #wyler #wyleredit #weyler #weyleredit #wednesday x tyler #wednesday #wednesday netflix #mine #otp: i guess i have a type.#i haven't heard this song in YEARS until it verbally slapped me recently #the verses are EXTREMELY lovers to enemies weyler coded oh my god??#i hella need s2 cutscenes for verse 2 tho #i haven't made a gifset in a while but been inspired by the influx of them lately #they're ALL SO good pls rb all of them!!

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dontruinmymorning · 11 months

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Need an Attuma in grey sweats AU.

It’s just collectively understood that Attuma would be very well endowed so imagine somebody suggests sweat pants to him because they’re easy to slip on and they’re not restricting. At first, Attuma seems repulsed by the very idea, but then he agrees to try it. He ends up loving them and starts to wear them exclusively on land. He dresses more traditional for formal occasions and missions, but if he’s off duty he’s in sweats.

The thing about Attuma though, is that he doesn’t really believe in underwear. He wore one with his traditional attire, but he figured since he was fully covered in pants he wouldn’t need one. The first time Okoye noticed she almost choked on her lunch. There he was casually strolling through the market, with what looked like a third leg printing through his pants. Why this overgrown whale thought it was a good idea to wear grey sweats commando was beyond her. She rolled her eyes as the loosest women have stopped him more than once. She scowled to herself and resumed her meal fuming.

Eventually, the attention he’s attracting gets to her and she snaps at him to either find some undergarments or be a man-whore in the privacy of his own home. Attuma is shocked at the venom in her voice and just stared after her slack-jawed while she stomped away. He blushes and needs her warnings (after finding out what a man-whore was). He was slightly miffed that that was what Okoye thought of him. He wanted to have a chance with her. He didn’t want her thinking he was spreading his favours around everywhere.

Attuma finds Okoye and apologised profusely until she finally gets him to stop. He confesses to her he was not being promiscuous and that she was the only one he wanted to attract. She then lets it be known that those pants were for her eyes only. He had no issue with that.

#attuma built like a horse #okoye said that dick is mine #okoye #attuma #okoye x attuma #attuma x okoye #attoye #wakanda forever #black panther #alex livinalli #black panther 2 #danai gurira #enemies to lovers #otp: the huntress and the shark

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wistfulwatcher · 1 year

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The Watchful Eye | 1.06 "Save New York"

#the watchful eye #thewatchfuleyeedit #mine #edit #*#scene*#otp: i can't wait to see you in it #otp #me for five episodes: don't ship it this show won't last don't do it don'T DO IT #me this episode: well fuck #forever dying over elena's unstoppable charm offensive!! and how effective it is!! tory shared! she was friendly and smiled!!!#and elena's face when tory is happy?? and then her face when tory withdraws again??? H E L P #let 👏 tory 👏 make 👏 a 👏 friend 👏#(and then some because those last two gifs??? GAY)#please watch this show i need these two to be one-sided enemies to friends to lovers so badly 🙏🙏🙏 (translation: i need fic)

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emmanelson · 2 years

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NIALL MATTER and ERICA CERRA as ZANE DONOVAN and JO LUPO in EUREKA (2006-2012)

Zane, I need you. Right here in the hall? Oh, you naughty little minx, you...

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heronchildlove · 3 months

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Weavers' knot

Summary: When you are an agent for a war waged in timelines and futures by two eternal beings with opposite views, there is nothing good that can come from reading a letter from an agent on the other side. Except when there is.

Based on the @yearoftheotpevent August prompt chosen by poll: Time Travel. And inspired by the book "This is How You Lose the Time War" by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Sneak-peek:

In an empty house, with surfaces and cabinets wiped clean, James finds a letter.

It was nestled in a bookshelf, hiding in the way the books were arranged in their nooks. It was a letter that, by all accounts, should not exist. It was wrong at best and dangerous at worst, an opening into a channel of communication that should never be. There was nothing good or worthwhile that could come from getting in touch with someone from the other side.

James adjusted his grip on the books under his arm. His disguise as a school tutor for a 20th century child that no longer resided there was now useless. He should abandon the books, and this disguise, and this entire Strand and travel back downthread where his next mission lay. This branch of the future had already been compromised, there was no point in lingering around anymore, much less to walk right into an obvious trap and accept being compromised himself.

They had always said curiosity was his fatal flaw.

He read the letter.

Read it on AO3!

#heronchild #James Herondale #Matthew Fairchild #TLH #The Last Hours #TSC #The Shadowhunter Chronicles #time travel au #this is how you lose the time war au #enemies to lovers #fanfiction #mine #original #nanda writes #year of the otp

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thefieryeclipse · 7 months

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“You really are something, Peter," Sylar laughed. "It takes a certain kind of stupid to end up drinking in the dark in the middle of nowhere with a wanted murderer.” He cackled helplessly, in danger of rocking back too far and being swallowed by the depths of the old car's trunk.

Peter smiled into the bottle. “I guess I'm just not afraid of you," he said, taking a drink from the shared glass without breaking eye contact.

It was the lack of lie-alarm-bells in Sylar's head that sobered him. Suddenly it wasn't a laughing matter to be sitting alone with the only person he'd ever met who knew exactly who he was, held no illusions as to the things he was capable of, and still wasn't afraid of him.

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Here's the first illustration of my current Heroes road trip WIP - Moments Between the Madness!

A Season 3 AU where Peter is the one to help Sylar find his father, while Nathan and Building 26 are hunting close on their trail...

You can expect angst, action, fugitives on the run, enemies-to-more and plenty road trip shenanigans in this fic X) Find more of my fanart here

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dylanconrique · 1 year

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“lydia. lydia? lydia. lydia, come on. no, no, no, no, no. come on, lydia. wake up. come on. wake up. can you hear me? lydia. lydia, open your eyes. come on, come on. come on. listen to me, lydia. hey, show me your eyes, okay? lydia, you have to open your eyes.”

#*and this is icarly!#teen wolf #stiles stilinski #lydia martin #stydia #otp: you held your breath #to say lie ability altered my brain chemistry would be a hell of an understatement #they say that for most people their brains fully develop by age 25 #but mine stopped developing when i was 20 cause this episoide was a gunshot wound to the head #fuck jeff davis he is my mortal enemy #if i ever cross paths with him i am going to go so wwe on his ass #what he did to them in that so called 'movie' is unforgivable #UNFORGIVABLE I TELL YOU

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mrsreginagold · 17 days

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Fic: Fill The Spaces Inside Of My Heart

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: Canonically refers to events in 3 x 12 but diverges drastically. Nikita is also not engaged to Michael.

Summary: Nikita has been avoiding Division’s latest guest, though whether it’s because of her own guilt or a different emotion entirely is something she can’t quite figure out.

Author's Note: We Go Down Together by Dove Cameron and Khalid is essentially their theme song, particularly in season 3. Tragic, doomed by narrative OTPs have long been a problem of mine, but at the very least I attempt to fix things for them when canon doesn't comply.

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Fill The Spaces Inside of My Heart

It was arguably the rarest of circumstances for Nikita Mears to overthink her actions. Part of what made her so excellent at survival was her ability to perform quick judgements while under pressure.

And yet – there she was, standing, frozen, hand raised to knock at Ari Tasarov’s door, and completely uncertain of how to proceed.

The former head of Gogol had been in Division’s custody for roughly two weeks. In that time, he proved useful in gathering intelligence for missions, but remained at their headquarters while his wounds healed.

Injuries, as it happened, that Nikita bestowed upon him.

She was sure that the overwhelming guilt regarding how severely she had treated him would pass, but his proximity also resulted in something unexpected.

From the moment that the pair met, there was an undeniable simmering attraction between them. However, Nikita had never taken the time to dwell on it. Now, with Ari around consistently, she found herself distracted by him more often than not.

It did not help that the man was frustratingly handsome, but what really disarmed her was the intensity in his gaze when it was directed at her.

She feared that if she stared too long into that ocean of clear blue – she would inevitably drown one day.

It was often difficult to form coherent words while in his presence, and though she’d rehearsed her apology about ten times over in her mind, it was of no use. She was entirely at a loss as to what to do or say.

She was also so lost in her own reverie that she didn’t notice she was no longer alone till a strong hand landed on her shoulder.

“What are you doing here, Nikita?”

Her response was a startled shriek while she pivoted around to find herself face-to-face with Ari.

He blinked several times, surprised by her reaction. “Perhaps you should lay off the caffeine my dear.”

One hand flew up to her chest, her breathing erratic at the unintended jump-scare. “Or maybe you shouldn’t sneak up on someone who knows over a hundred ways to kill you!”

His lips twitched in amusement, and he crossed his arms over his chest before replying. “A fair point. However, it doesn’t answer my question: what are you doing here?”

“I…” cohesive thoughts rapidly deteriorated once the shock subsided and she got a better look at him. “Did you go for a swim?”

His short, dark hair was damp, with errant strands swept to one side and falling across his angular features rakishly. There was still moisture evident on the skin revealed by the vee in his white tee-shirt, which clung to the surprisingly sculpted planes of his torso in a manner that left little to the imagination. This was paired with black sweats, while his feet were bare.

“I had a quick shower,” he explained, concern crossing his face over how intently she was staring. “Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” she stammered, bringing her gaze back to his. “I’m just not used to seeing you wearing something like that. I figured you wouldn’t touch anything that wasn’t Armani.”

“Right now, I don’t exactly have a choice,” he chuckled. “And I highly doubt anyone would appreciate it if I wandered around naked.”

Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure, she thought, idly, and then flushed at the lustful turn her musings had taken. “Right. That would be a bad idea.”

“And cold,” he teased, taking a step forward. “But I doubt that you came all this way to chat about the finer details of fashion. What’s on your mind?”

She inhaled sharply, trying to calm the butterflies that had begun to flutter around her stomach. “Actually, I came to apologize.”

His brow furrowed. “Apologize? Whatever for?”

“What for? I hurt you. Repeatedly. It took a week for the swelling to go down! I nearly cut off your hand! Take your pick!!!”

He moved closer, seemingly undaunted by her outburst. “Nikita, you were doing what you were trained for. You don’t need to apologize for what’s essentially your job.”

There were sole inches between them now, and her heart rate picked up as she trailed her gaze over his mostly healed face. The cut on his left cheekbone had yet to disappear entirely, and the bruise was still fading on his right eye, but other than that: there was no evidence of how badly she had beaten him.

Unable to resist, Nikita reached out and delicately traced along his jawline. “I’m so, so sorry…” she whispered. “I should have given you the benefit of the doubt and instead I lost control.”

His hand caught hers, stalling the motion. “It’s all right. If what you need is my forgiveness, you have it.”

Relief flooded her senses and without a second thought, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips lightly to his cheek, murmuring her gratitude when she pulled back slowly.

Those stunning eyes of his searched hers immediately after the impromptu affection, the air between them becoming charged with emotion.

“Why did you really come all this way, so late at night, Nikita?” He queried.

She drew in a shaky breath and then answered, honestly. “You. I wanted to see you.”

It was evident that this was the response he had been waiting for, as his next action was to gather her into his arms for an appreciative, passion-filled kiss.

The world around them shattered as they gave in to the embrace, Nikita draping her arms over Ari’s shoulders, a delighted squeal escaping when he abruptly lifted her up and carried her the short distance to his temporary quarters.

There was a tell-tale click as the door shut behind them, offering complete privacy.

Her pulse jumped considerably when his mouth strayed from hers to gain purchase on her throat, her head falling back to grant him better access.

He nipped teasingly at her clavicle and then slipped the cardigan she wore down her arms, leaving her in a simple black camisole.

Goosebumps erupted due to the cool air and the contact of his elegant fingers while they travelled along her back, eventually sliding under the silk to trace over bare skin.

She mumbled something incoherently against his lips, finally parting for air to communicate what she wanted with an insistent tug at his shirt.

It was peeled up over his head rapidly, her hands eagerly discovering the beautifully toned chest and stomach now exposed to her touch.

She yanked him close for another fervent kiss, the pair toppling onto the bed in the corner of the room.

Clothing quickly formed a pile on the floor, naked limbs entwining once there were no more barriers, and they sank together into a welcome nest of blankets.

Ari proved a very giving lover, pressing lingering kisses to every inch of Nikita’s skin and dedicating time to areas that proved more sensitive.

She raked her nails through the hair on his chest and hooked one leg over his before twisting and bearing him beneath her, amused when an astonished look crossed his face due to her actions.

“I told you I was here to apologize,” she tilted her head, a playful smile crossing her lips while she straddled him.

“I think this goes above and beyond an apology,” he eyed her, hunger evident in the sea-colored depths of his gaze while one hand slowly inched up her stomach until he could thumb along the underside of her breast.

She shivered, her nerve endings exploding into overdrive from the slightest brush of his fingers. “Or maybe I’m just being thorough.”

“I’m not minding,” he admitted, sitting up just enough to follow the path he had created with his lips instead.

Coherent thoughts drifted away instantly when he purposely lavished devotion to sensitized skin. She coiled her legs around his waist as they settled into a sitting position instead, exchanging a meaningful look before joining together with a fluid thrust.

They continued this way – as equals – exchanging romantic kisses while they found a perfect symmetry of movement.

She clawed at his back hard enough to leave marks when their motions began to lose grace, which he took as a signal to gently recline her beneath him.

They reached completion not long after.

“How many recruits do you think have engaged in this exact scenario?” Ari’s tone was thoughtful as he stroked idly over the curve of Nikita’s hip.

They had resituated to face one another, a tangle of sweat-streaked skin and rumpled blankets, basking in the afterglow from multiple rounds of love making.

She reached out and traced an invisible pattern across his chest. “Given the average age tends to be in the late teens, I’d say most if not all?”

He chuckled, low and incredibly attractive, filling her to the brim with want all over again. “I can’t say that I’m surprised.”

She sighed, stretched lazily, and then curled further into his arms. “Neither am I, though I don’t envy anyone on sanitation duty.”

There was a huff of laughter before his lips grazed her forehead. “Any port in a storm, as they say. At least these beds are more comfortable than the ones at Gogol…or whatever prison awaits me.”

Reality came crashing back as she remembered their situation – and the fact that she was partly responsible for it.

Nikita peered up at her lover, noting the serious expression on his face. Her heart clenched. “Ari…”

“It’s all right Nikita,” he threaded his fingers through her tousled hair, risking a nuzzle before whispering: “There’s much I still have to atone for.”

“Maybe you can do that here. I could talk to Ryan, ask if there was another option.”

His eyes widened at the sincerity in her voice. “Is that even possible? I don’t blame anyone here for wanting to shoot me on sight.”

“Division isn’t the same now. I have more sway. Ryan is much fairer than Percy or Amanda without even trying.” She crawled half-way on top of him and looked intently into his eyes. “Ari, please let me help you.”

The silence stretched between them for a long moment as he searched her gaze.

She found herself holding her breath in anticipation for his answer.

Slowly, a tender smile was directed her way and he swept her into a loving kiss.

“Is that a yes?” she mumbled.

“There’s nothing I’d love more than to remain here with you.”

Judging by how eagerly she returned his affection – it was clear that she wished for the same thing, and to remain exactly where she belonged. Namely, with him.

The End

#nikari #ari x nikita #mine #mrsreginagold #fanfiction #peter outerbridge #ari tasarov #nikita 2010 #otp: enemy mine #otp: this is the life we've chosen #i need to update all my posts with that tag #it's *serious* otp level when i create multiple tags #and they jumped to my top 10 FAST

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lansangprincess · 8 months

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One Piece Live Action thoughts

mainly about the ships lololol

Disclaimer: I did not read the manga nor watch the anime nor did i know what the plot was when I started watching. why did i start watching u ask? RORONOA ZORO.

I am not lying when I say the sole reason why I watched One Piece was because of Roronoa Zoro and his absolutely gorgeous actor

I like how they handled the production ! Even the most "regular" of settings/scenes already have that kind of animated feel so that when the really animated shit happens it never felt out of place.

I lowkey ship everyone with everyone lmaoooo (except zoro. he is my husband and mine alone.)

koby x luffy: "the next time we see each other we might be enemies" "for now we're friends" ok tempting me w that friends to enemies to lovers slow burn???? work

nami x luffy: the way luffy is absolutely fighting for her to see that she is treasured and valued and doesn't have to run away from close relationships? and it getting through to her?? brb abt to cry

nami x usopp: um hello?? sunshine and sunshine protector???? (u know who's who don't play with me)

nami x sanji: the potential??? the dynamic??? nami always trying to push people away while sanji relentlessly flirts until it chips away her hard demeanor and she becomes soft? years into the friendship she doesn't realize that he stopped flirting w everybody else except her?? i see it i want it i like it let me have it (this is the pairing i want the most sorry not sorry)

sanji x zoro: i'd like to address the nami x zoro stans. to be honest w u, going into the show i thought they'd be my otp bc they're both hotties but i am cementing it now—the only person i will give up my husband for is his enemies-to-lovers boyfriend

koby x haircut: i forgot his name okay? im not sorry. haircut obviously has a crush on koby. i dont really ship it per se but would it make me lol to see haircut go through that journey of denial? yea

usopp x kaya: the only pairing that has any sort of action. it's a predictable ship but i will always support a best friends to lovers ship so idc

kaya x nami: okok i don't exactly ship it either but nami going soft after one night w kaya? T^T I wouldn't be mad at it

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heymacy · 3 months

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(sorry i’m late) — hello pals and welcome back to weekly tag game wednesday! i’m your host (this week) macy and for Valentine's Day this year we’re focusing on 💘LOVE💘

name: macy mouse 🐭

where the heck are ya? it's a city that's exciting it's a city that's inviting it's a city for a woman just like meeeeeeee

do you believe in love at first sight? not at first sight, no, but i do believe love can develop very very quickly!

do you believe in soulmates? indeed i do, both romantic and platonic (and i'm lucky enough to have found mine)

what’s a song you’ve been loving? "cry wolf" by luna shadows

how about a show you’ve been loving? i'm rewatching chilling adventures of sabrina and it's just as delightful and dark and twisted as always

your ultimate OTP: it will always be gallavich. in fact i've been feeling that familiar pull lately, we'll see where it takes us (firstprince is biting their ankles)

your comfort book: probably red, white, and royal blue at the moment but ultimately probably the seven husbands of evelyn hugo

a fan work you adore (fic, art, manip, etc — tag the creator!): paragraphs by @palepinkgoat became an all-time favorite of mine SO quickly! also you can bite me by @goodkwuestion is a classic and brings me such joy! (also for my followers in the RWRB fandom, and history remembered is the most fun i've had with a fanfic in ages!)

a trope that captures your heart: enemies to lovers

favorite candy: reeses!

dark chocolate or white chocolate? dark, all the way

romance novels or thrillers? ROMANCE

pink or red? depends on my mood but usually pink!

and finally, spread some love! share words of encouragement, a positive message, or say something kind to yourself — it’s up to you! i may not be as active as i once was (both in general and in the fandom) but this corner of the internet has been my saving grace and safe space for the last several years and i am so, so thankful for you all! 💛

i’m tagging @gardenerian, @palepinkgoat, @deedala, @energievie, @mybrainismelted, @michellemisfit, @darlingian, @jrooc, @tanktopgallavich, @suchagallabitch, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @callivich, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @metalheadmickey, @heymrspatel, @whatwouldmickeydo, @howlinchickhowl, @gallawitchxx, @creepkinginc, @arrowflier, @crossmydna, @too-schoolforcool, @sickness-health-all-that-shit, @rereadanon, @suzy-queued, @thisdivorce, @y0itsbri, @pomegran4te, @sxltburn, @vintagelacerosette, @grumble-fish, & @captainjowl ✨

#weekly tag game wednesday #sorry for being MIA pals!#my kitty got hurt and we’ve been at the vet nearly every day this week #he’s doing better but it’s gonna be a long recovery process so pls send good vibes our way!#i love you all!

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miraculousdeservesbetter2024 · 4 months

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Ships:

Chlonette

Adribrina

Lukalix

Characters:

Miss Bustier

Andre

Rose

Hmmm…🤔

Ships:

Chlonette

👍👍👍

My favorite Chloe OTP! On the surface, Chlonette might just look like your basic cute crackship or possible redemption/reformation story for Chloe, but thanks to this Chlonette server I'm in (with these awesome people I might add), Chlonette is a lot more complex and has more layers than you think. My reasons for shipping it are a possible Chloe redemption/reformation, Chloe can of course treat Marinette better, enemies to lovers (though in my case, it’s enemies, to hesitant friends, to friends and THEN to lovers), they generually look interesting together, and Chloe already has (or did have) a crush on Ladybug, so that's to assume if she had an crush on Ladybug, she might be her type.

Also, before S4-5, I saw Marinette (other than Miss Bustier, Sabrina, and possibly Adrien) being really the only one who truly understands Chloe. I feel that Mari being Ladybug is more prominent when it comes to this. Also, I feel that Marinette and Chloe are a lot alike when you really think about it when you take away their different upbringings. People dislike these two together for obvious and understandable reasons (the way Chloe canonically treats Marinette, Chloe's a bully, Marinette gave up on Chloe etc.), but I personally think it has potential (or at least it did, until canon/Astruc ruined it).

Adribrina

👍

Adribrina isn't a bad ship. Two friends of mine got me invested in this ship (and it also comes from the fact that I also ship Lukabrina). From what I’ve gathered, people ship because it’s “cat and dog” shipping and the lack of interactions these two had in the series. So basically it completely resonates from potential, which is understandable. I also think it would be a bit interesting to see these two interact.

Lukalix

👍

I prefer this ship as a strong friendship, but I’m perfectly fine with people shipping it. It has some potential and the two are holders of time-related miraculouses 😄

Characters

Miss Bustier

Eh…

👍👎

Sorry. I know it’s a copout, but I legitimately feel REAL indifferent on Bustier right now. Her teachings at first came off as wholesome and understandable, but once you really look into it, not only she’s an enabler to Chloe’s bad behavior, but throws her actual good student under the bus and doesn’t even bother to take up for her against Lila (Ladybug episode). Then later ends up throwing Chloe under the bus too once she starts to “finally understand Chloe’s true nature”. Which I GET the intent behind this, but I don’t like it because SHE’S one of the many adults who enabled her in the first place, but now she wants to give up on her!?

“BUT Chloe got her fired even though she’s pregnant!” It doesn’t matter? I’m not trying to sound cruel here (because that really is messed up), but I just think as the grown adult who choose to enable Chloe and gave her the benefit of the doubt (compared to what she did for her other students btw), does she really have the right to bail on her now??? I’m not trying to sound insensitive or unsympathetic of Bustier’s situation, but I just think it’s not all on Chloe. I don’t think Miss Bustier is a bad person, but some of the stuff she does is seriously questionable.

Andre

👎👎👎

I didn’t necessarily “hate” Andre in the past, but now? He’s a corrupt politician and a bad father who gave up on his own daughter AND replaced her with a girl who’s not even 💯 his. I also hate how he’s somehow more sympathetic than the 14 year old girl who he failed to raise property. It’s so dumb that it’s constantly said that Chloe is “evil” because she doesn’t want to lose her privileges, but who GIVES HER those privileges in the first place??? So that automatically falls on her PARENT.

Rose

👍

I like her! She’s not my favorite character, but she’s a sweet character who represents jubilation well.

#a lot to say on this one I suppose #miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculous #miraculous tales of ladybug and cat noir #miraculousbeezcentral #chlonette #lukalix #adribrina #rose lavillant #andre bourgeois #caline bustier #rant #vent #chloe bourgeois

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wistfulwatcher · 1 year

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the sheer frustration of your ship barely interacting all season, only to be set up in the last minutes of the finale to be deeply entangled next season BUT you're also confident the show is going to get cancelled

#the watchful eye #the watchful eye spoilers #tory x elena #took a break from yjs to finally watch the finale and now im 🙃🙃🙃#i refuse to get my hopes up but the potential of what they could be next season has me DROOLING:#enemies to reluctant allies to confidants #love triangle that will absolutely come across as jealousy #sharing space/child rearing/general domesticity #the ice queen being thawed by her first real friend #like...freeform....please..........let me have it #wistfulwatcher text #otp #mine

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ryukang1995 · 23 days

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Another Mortal Kombat drawing of mine that shows off an alternate timeline within my works based on the franchise.

Once again, we have my OTP of Liu Kang x Sonya Blade. This time, they are pondering over their greatest archenemies - Shang Tsung and Kano (respectively).

Both Liu Kang and Sonya have quite the violent histories with their sworn enemies. Shang Tsung killed Liu Kang's brother Chan in the 1995 MK movie (and even their parents in my AU) while Kano killed Sonya's partner, who was also her fiancée in certain incarnations.

Liu Kang and Sonya already wanted to take down Shang Tsung and Kano for Earthrealm's safety anyways, but this further motivates them into wanting to complete that goal, even if it means killing their enemies.

This is another reason why I ship Liu Kang and Sonya together in my works based on MK as well as my multiverse/roleplay with my gf. They would want nothing more than to live a normal life, especially with each other, but they also have no qualms with giving up that desire just so that their realm can be in peace.

That's all for now.

#mortal kombat #liu kang #sonya blade #shang tsung #kano #video game fanart #drawing #alternate universe

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daiyu-amaya · 16 days

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I love your TMNT fics too! Can you galk about all of your TMNT ships please? 🥺

Fic name followed by the pairings as currently, my three fics have three very different versions of these characters lol

Last Knight Saki/Raphael: Saki has always been one of my favorite villains, and it's almost difficult not to see the goofy guy from the 87 series. But In some versions of TMNT Saki is a cold-hearted monster and in Last Knight, he isn't a good guy, Saki is a mobster, he is a killer, and more importantly he is a human being. He has feelings, and for the most part, he knows some of the things he does are really fucked up. Raphael is very much a ninja capable of killing, but he's also the heart of his family. If anything Saki's bringing the true ninja out of Raphael even while they're falling deeper into a romantic relationship. This is also probably the closest I'll get to writing a soulmate fic for TMNT 😂 I enjoy writing these two interactions because there is so much I can do with them, they both are very versatile characters. Mikey/Tiger Claw: I wanted to try out this pairing as I hadn't written for Tiger Claw before and toeing the line between enemies and not enemies has always been something I'm fond of writing. These two might not stay in a relationship but they'll have fun while they are in it lol Bebop/Rocksteady: Funny to say but this is one of my OTP's, you just don't get Bebop without Rocksteady, and the same in reverse. I hadn't written for them before and I really wanted to at least hint at it as they aren't the main pairing or even the secondary lol Hamato Yoshi/Tang Shen: A Canon Pairing but one I'll keep because it is tragic and Splinter is really messed up from her death, it's fun to write different ways she died, and also how much everyone involved regretted her dying so needlessly.

Pac-Man Mikey/Delisha: Delisha is an OC of mine that I made for Mikey to fall in love with. De is my first attempt at a trans character and a romantic partner for Mikey! She's funny and adores Mikey, she also works for Shredder as a receptionist and sometimes as a medic. That actually doesn't bother Mikey that she works for the enemy because he adores her. Of course, if she worked against him and his brothers that would certainly start an argument and a possible breakup for these two. Donatello/Saki: The Main pairing for Pac-Man. They are going to hurt each other, Both of them are really messed up Donnie having gone through a situation that really made him switch up his game and Saki just being the normal paranoid bastard that he can be lol Of course their differences are going to start arguments and Saki isn't just going to allow Donnie to control whatever their wacky relationship is and Donnie isn't going to give up power that easily. Casey/Raphael: Not my usual cup of tea, but I don't mind occasionally writing pairs that I wouldn't normally, and I also got the idea because someone asked me if Donnie's with Saki who's Raph with lol They are best friends so it's easy to transition that into a more romantic relationship. They still do all their normal stuff, but now they also cuddle on the couch to watch movies-kiss, etc. Leo/Rocksteady/Bebop: I was learning about terminology and QPR caught my attention. I'd already planned for Rocksteady/Bebop for this fic but adding Leo in a Queer platonic relationship with them had all the guys dating lol April/Venus: I was researching and was reminded once again that Venus was a thing and I should add her coming back into the guy's lives after having been away for a while. Pairing her off with April gave me Casey/Raph vibes and I liked that so I added it in, Not sure If I'll write this paring again after this fic but I'll have fun exploring their dynamic in the fic.

Nova Saki/Raphael: The Saki in this is a much better person than he is in Last Knight and Pac-Man. He's also really messed up from a long possession and learning how to live in a new era. Raphael in this is learning what it's like to be stabbed in the back by 'friends'. They begin to trust each other and eventually grow romantic feelings for each other. Now when the family finds out well that's going to be fun to write lol

#thanks for the ask!#fanfiction #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #rise of the tmnt #creative writing #my writing #answering asks

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