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softquietsteadylove · 1 year

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Hiiii 🦜

So I had this idea for the ice queen/tyrant king au! How about he got everything ready for the proposal (location, the words all that) he is in the middle of his speech when he gets interrupted just seconds before he popped the question, so he tries again but the same thing happens and he thinks that the mood is ruined and doesn't propose.

Gil felt a chill in the air as soon as he walked into Thena's office. He gulped, staring down two of the women he was most afraid of angering in the world. He buttoned his suit jacket, "Imo."

The short, grey haired woman glowered at him. She barked, "hello, Disappointment."

"Okay," Gil sighed heavily, dropping the veil of respecting his elders pretty quickly. She looked appalled, but he walked past her towards Thena at her desk. "You okay?"

"Of course," Thena smiled, although he could see on her face that she hadn't exactly been having a friendly chat with his aunt. "We have been discussing...business."

"Like what?" Gil grumbled. Why today? Why today of all days?

The ring box in his pocket felt like it weighed a ton.

His aunt seated herself on Thena's meeting couch, situating her jeogori just so around her. She glared at the two of them, "sit."

Gil frowned, but Thena rose from her office chair to indulge the woman. He looked at her, reaching towards her but not making contact, "you sure, Ice?"

She gave him a smile, which he took as a yes, following her to sit across from the esteemed head of his family. He sat beside Thena stiffly, both of them reserved in posture and seated an appropriate distance apart.

"I came to see what you've been doing," his aunt began again in English, although she had a way of making it sound like the entire language was beneath her. "Fooling around here."

Gil frowned, "and what does that mean?"

"After burning our alliance with the little heiress' family," his aunt huffed. Although, it was a little funny to think that even those considered her allies had taken up the mocking nickname for her. "We expected you to return home to make amends and repair some of your family's reputation."

Thena snuck just her eyes over to look at him.

But Gil just shrugged, no remorse - and barely any respect - to it. "And I told you that expecting me to marry the little heiress was always out of line. I have my own business here, and I am too old for you to be ordering around like a child."

"You are a child" the woman snapped at him again, only her age and experience allowing her to snarl at a grown and middle aged man--a gang leader, at that. "You are my sister's child."

Thena looked at Gil more openly this time, watching to see him react. He was only becoming more frustrated, and she could understand why. But he was probably about two carefully chosen words away from getting completely excommunicated from his family ties.

"Ungrateful," his aunt slapped another singular word onto him to label everything that had happened in the past year-and-some of their lives.

"I don't-" Gil paused as Thena put a hand on his arm, which he just now noticed he had crossed stubbornly.

"I understand," she said to the woman gently, although his aunt looked disgusted to be addressed directly by Thena at all. "But Gil is right. He does not need your assistance in his life or his business here."

His aunt took a long look at them both, her hardened stare enough to cut down anyone less resilient than hardened criminals. "Gil?"

Gil snorted, uncrossing his arms and taking Thena's hand in his, holding them both on her thigh. His aunt had a good pokerface, but he knew that as far as she was concerned, this was as bad as watching him feel Thena up in front of her. "What did you really come here for, Imo?"

She eyed their connected hands like some kind of varmint. "I came to see what was keeping you here--wasting your life and our business!"

"I'm here for the woman I love!"

Both women looked at him as he raised his voice. He would apologise later, but this was important. Thena gave his hand a squeeze, "Gil."

"I am here because my home is here," Gil stated proudly, staring down his terrifying aunt. "Thena is here. I said it to the little heiress and I'll say it again."

"Gilgamesh," his aunt drawled as a warning for him to very quickly rethink raising his voice and arguing with her.

"No," he continued, turning his hand in Thena's and linking their fingers together. "This is the woman I choose!--the soul that matches mine! I will not consider anyone else and I will never be happy unless it's with her beside me!"

"Thena is the sun of my world," Gil clutched at his chest, rumpling his shirt as if trying to keep his heart from ripping through his rib cage. "Everyday starts and ends with her, or it's a waste. Every minute I spend without her is a waste."

His aunt was thoroughly unmoved by his romanticism.

"I never cared if I was happy before," Gilgamesh professed, and not to gain any sympathy or pity tears. But just out of honesty, "I didn't think it mattered. I was raised not to think it mattered. Business is business, and family is family, and anything else isn't important. That's our way, right?"

It was a way that Thena was also familiar with; and why she had erased herself and all ties with her family from record.

"But I didn't even know what happiness was!" Gil laughed, unable to resist looking at Thena any longer. He smiled. "I had no idea just how happy I could be, if only for her."

His aunt cleared her throat. "That is-"

"Will you let me finish?!"

"Gil," Thena soothed in an instant, her velvety tone washing over him and relaxing his wound up muscles. She looked at his aunt for him. "We are together. That is all you have to report back to your family."

"Is that so?"

"It is," Thena pressed, her eyes sharpening again. "I do believe I told the little heiress to convey that message for me when I sent her back to you--incomplete as she was."

The matriarch lifted her chin to look at Thena dead in the eye. Perhaps she hadn't believed that it was someone calling themselves the Ice Queen who had actually cut off the girl's finger. But it seemed that the woman of Gil's choosing was even stronger than he was.

"Gilgamesh is mine," Thena stated with no room for argument. She brought her left hand up to sit atop their joined ones, "and I am his. That is all I have to say."

Gil sat up straighter as his aunt's eyes bounced over them both. With nothing left to lose, he scooted a little closer to Thena. If his aunt was about to kill him then at least he could die with Thena holding his hand.

"I see."

That was it? Gil watched as his aunt brushed off her jeogori needlessly, the lines of her face relaxing as she let go of whatever malice she had come bearing. He frowned, "that's it?"

His aunt shrugged, giving what might have passed as an indifferent frown. "It seems the Ice Queen drives a hard bargain."

Thena smiled at the woman, and he could almost imagine his aunt smiling back (if she ever smiled, which she didn't). "I do."

"Fine," his aunt sighed. She looked at them again, "if pale is what you want. A little bony, though."

Gil scowled, pulling Thena closer to him (in a way he was sure would make his aunt positively mortified). "I don't know what you're talking about. She's perfect."

"Gil," Thena attempted to admonish him subtly.

He just smiled down at her, tucking herself closer to him as his aunt stared them down. She was going to give him hell for embarrassing her later, but for now, she just looked cute.

His aunt stood and didn't bother excusing herself, having seen enough. She walked to the door, where Kingo was very obviously listening and waiting to open it from the other side for their guest.

Kingo bowed to the woman as she walked past, still not looking back until she reached the elevator. She looked at him, "you."

"Yes, ma'am," he responded crisply and respectfully. Some clients and allies he could have a little fun with; this woman was obviously not one of them.

"The wedding gift. I'll have it sent here."

Sharp. To the point. Kingo bowed again, "yes, ma'am. The Ice Queen thanks you for your...patronage."

"Hm." And with that, the woman stepped onto the elevator, ready to make the long journey back to the ground floor and the infinitely longer journey back home.

His father would not be happy to hear that she had not dragged his son back to him as she had promised to. But she had made her sister a promise about prioritising not just Gilgamesh as a family member, but as her son. And she had not seen her sister's son smile like that in all his years working in Korea. Perhaps she had never seen him smile like that at all.

#Ice Queen/Tyrant King AU #pt 2 #it's not exactly what the ask had in mind #but I hope you still like it Butterfly!#we're getting there!#almost!!!#I have actually been trying to write out this scene for I don't know how long #so I'm glad I got the opportunity #but listen #I forshadowed!#I mentioned the family business and his mother's sister and the family not approving #not that it matters #Thena is like I am who I am and I am going to marry Gilgamesh #Gil is like: the audacity??? of my fucking family???!!!!??!?!?#Gil is happy without their input #His aunt is like hm...I approve of the pale one #Gil is like thanks I literally did not ask #Thena is still willing to visit his family to honour mostly the memory of his mom #Gil is like no I'm not letting anyone else anywhere near you #Imo sent us a beautiful gift that's enough #Thena sends back a parasol she has made with the pattern of her heirloom lace as a thank you gesture #Imo uses and says her daughter-in-law gave it to her proudly #little heiress' family is frothing at the mouth

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wellhalesbells · 11 months

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15 Questions, 15 (or whatever) Tags

I was tagged by @kikiroo - thank you!! *heart hug!*

1. Were you named after anybody?

Nope.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Um, I cannot stress enough that I cry at the drop of a hat in fictional situations (pretty much never in real life) so it was either Ted Lasso or reading The Celebrants by Steven Rowley, or it could’ve been The Emperor’s Bone Palace by Hailey Turner - I just finished that. I can’t remember if I did or not, but I was so stressed out, I probably did, things went poorly for a bit there and I was a wreck.

3. Do you have kids?

I do not and have no plans to. I’ve never wavered on that, I’ve always been very ‘who knows, could change,’ about it but so far: nah. And I feel like if I had ever wavered, my sister having two pandemic babies and me being her entire village (I am the only relative who lives in the same state. And the people who are best at babies do not live in the same country.) has nudged me more firmly towards: that’s really not for you, broh. I love them to death but I am so glad I get breaks where I just get to be a selfish monster for seventy-two hours straight.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Neever.

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

I played soccer for maybe a few weeks in middle school and then I was like: this is just running, and running is so much worse than sitting, was everyone aware of that? I’ll be on the bench if you need me. *throws up a peace sign* Though I did just tell my sister that I would absolutely fucking kill at basketball against K-1st graders and I stand by that.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about someone?

Sense of humor. Honestly, I don’t know if it’s an ace thing or not, but I can’t even describe people beyond: heightish and hairish until you interest me as a person, which is usually because you make me laugh. It’s kind of embarrassing sometimes because I really do not notice, and sometimes I’ll be asked to describe someone I’ve been in the vicinity of for, like, two months and I’m like: I genuinely cannot tell you a single thing about this person, I’m so sorry. I just don’t track details. That’s why I try really hard with names. I can’t tell you what they look like in any detail (do they wear glasses? Have freckles? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ), but I can tell you their name. And sometimes that can feel like a superpower tbqh, because you know who people come to find out the new person’s name: moi.

7. Eye color?

Blue.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Oh scary movies, hands down. They’re my favoritest things. I regularly have them on as background noise.

9. Any special talents?

If I do have them, they’re a secret even to me. I like to have that Kathleen Madigan mindset about it: “What if we’re all prodigies, but it’s just at something we’ve never tried yet? ... What if I sat down at a pottery wheel and made a cup and people were like: Holy Christ, lady, that is the most phenomenal cup ever made.” It could happen!

10. Where were you born?

St. Pete, Florida.

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, tending to an imaginary beluga whale that lives in my nephew’s bathtub, creating to do lists over and over again that I have no intention of ever completing, and playing Pokemon Go. There’s a girl at my work and we were the two nerds who were really into it, we would get together, do the fests and the raids and community days and such. We have now converted half our workplace into either reactivating their accounts or creating them and there are now at least two more people who are just as - if not more - into it than we are. (Like, they had to make a Pokemon Go policy because of us spreading it like a virus, lololol.)

12. Do you have any pets?

I have a doggo that I accidentally made obsessed with me and super introverted. You know how they say owners start to resemble their dogs? Nope. I broke her and now we like to stay in, are wary of strangers, and essentially try to occupy the same space at all times - I blame COVID, honestly, we were both way more normal before that. Or she was, anyway. The good news is I can let her off leash ‘cause she’s going precisely zero places without me.

13. How tall are you?

5’

14. Favorite subject in school?

English in high school, Evolutionary Psychology in college.

15. Dream job?

I hate to say it but: I do not dream of labor. Anything I’m passionate about doing, I would immediately tarnish by needing it to now be the source of my livelihood. It would lose all its joy because I would put immense pressure on it.

Though if I could somehow make bank through sleeping? Yeah, that.

I don’t know who to tag because I feel like I’ve seen everyone do this on my dash so: um, whoever hasn’t done it yet and wants to - consider this me tagging you!

#meme answers #meme #if you've ever met me you're probably like 'how are YOU your sister's whole village??!' and like YEAH #i don't know what my sister's doing here tbh #she HATES cold weather but she wanted to leave dc and was like: where are you moving and i was like:#washington in six months and she was like: cool i'll go check it out with my boyfriend on a road trip #and then she got pregnant on the road trip and now they're married and live here lol #this is nOT where they want to be - either one of them #they want hot hot hot weather #(which i despise - my sister's trying to come up w a compromise state and i'm like: *gently* those are opposites my love)#they want to be in florida but i was like: dude you gotta homeschool if you go there #and my sister's already like: i don't like the american scool system in general so you're not wrong #and the draw there is my parents who...... do not like children and are not that interested lol #HIS parents are but they live in occupied palestine soooooo ???? THOSE are the options lol #(occupied palestine is winning just on florida politics alone ???)#not to say i don't ADORE them being here and wouldn't miss them like crazy if they left #but i do wish their bench were deeper than me bc i am already laying down and reading a book on there

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