I see youre writing for squid game characters, can you make a oneshot about painting Thanoses nails?
Hii babyy <3 Thank you so much for a great request! Let's jump in and paint some nails! do you feel bonita?
El <3
Thanos- splash of color
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Helping Thanos with his manicure
Thanos
The bass thrums through your chest, a low, comforting rumble that's become the soundtrack to your evenings. This is Thanos's home studio, a chaotic haven of wires, instruments, and half-written lyrics scrawled on every available surface. You love it here, especially when it's just the two of you.
"Yo, sunshine, you ready to make this great man look fly?"
Thanos's voice, laced with amusement, pulls you out of your reverie. He’s lounging on the oversized leather couch, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. His purple hair is a mess, and he's wearing one of his oversized hoodies, the sleeves swallowing his hands.
You giggle, setting the small tray of nail polishes and cotton pads on the coffee table.
"Ready when you are, you big goofball."
He dramatically throws his head back and groans.
"Did you just call me a goofball? I'm a lyrical genius, a rap god, a–"
"A dork who needs a manicure?"
You finish for him, popping open the first nail polish bottle. The scent of chemicals mixes with the lingering smell of incense and the faint undercurrent of his signature cologne.
Thanos grins, the light glinting off the silver ring in his ear.
"Alright, alright, you win. But you better make these paws look good, I got a music video shoot tomorrow and the camera don’t lie."
He holds out his hands, the muscles in his forearms flexing under his sweater. He has long, slender fingers, and the idea of painting them makes you smile.
You take his left hand first, gently resting it in yours. His skin is warm beneath your fingertips, a comforting weight. You carefully begin to paint his thumb a vibrant green.
"So, why the green thumb?"
Thanos asks, tilting his head to watch you work.
"Because it reminds me of you when we first met in the park," you explain, concentrating on applying the polish without smudging. "You were trying to feed the pigeons, remember? And you had this huge green stain on your t-shirt from a spilled smoothie."
He laughs, a deep rumble that vibrates through you.
"Ah, yes. The legendary smoothie incident. You thought I was a menace, a bird-chasing hooligan."
"I thought you were endearing,"
you correct softly, switching to the purple polish for his index finger.
"A bit of a menace, maybe, but mostly endearing. You still are."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, babe."
He winks, and you have to fight the urge to roll your eyes, your heart fluttering anyway.
The purple flows smoothly over his nail, the rich hue a stark contrast to his skin tone. You carefully do the middle finger with a dark blue.
“This one is wild, just like your lyrics, you know?”
You murmur.
"You actually listen to those ramblings?"
He asks, a hint of genuine surprise in his voice.
"Of course, you goof. They're amazing."
You pause, then add,
"Besides, you sneak little messages in there just for me, don't you?"
A faint blush dusts across his cheeks, a rare sight that makes your stomach flip.
"Maybe...."
He mumbles, looking away. You can tell he's trying to play it cool, but you see the corners of his mouth twitch.
The ring finger is next, a bold red.
“This one’s for your passion, always burning bright.”
You say, your voice soft.
Finally, the pinky gets a coat of calming beige.
“And this one’s just a bit like you, warm and comfy when you’re not trying to be all gangste.,”
You tease.
You step back to admire your work, your fingers still tingling from the contact with his skin. Each nail a burst of color, a small piece of you on him. Thanos holds his hands up, turning them this way and that, his eyes sparkling.
"Damn, sunshine. You outdid yourself. These are fire."
He declares, a genuine smile splitting his face.
"When will I do yours, huh? Next time?"
You laugh, moving to kiss him on his cheek.
"Only if you promise to let me pick the colors."
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer.
"Anything for you, mi amor. Anything."
He pulls back slightly to look you in the eyes he adds-
“Maybe I was a bit of a douche before. Sorry sunshine.”
“You always are, but I still love you.”
You state, leaning into him.
The bass continues to thrum, the warm sounds of the city filtering through the thick walls. In the heart of his chaotic world, with colorful nails and the promise of soft kisses, you find your own perfect little love story right here with him.
Also, here is the nail design! (Thank you 'jullnegative' on Pinterest <3)
I can write anything for any character babes and don’t forget- requests are always open and welcome <33
I love you guys so much
El <3
(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)