#(hair washing scene)

[ryansjane]

tenprem + completely whipped

[hanzajesthanza]

hold up actually. wait a second. i always loved this passage and even referenced it recently on here, but...

it occurred to me (a straight hair-haver) that... while this routine to brush through your hair thoroughly at night would be a good care habit for someone with straight hair, wouldn't it be a bad idea for someone with naturally curly hair to do this? wouldn't brushing her hair dry with a comb (she later puts away the comb in a box), nightly, mess up her hair?

[kdramamilfs]

simone kessell as alicia washington in terra nova (2011)

[twnj]

Temari frowned, waited for the answering machine to finish its spiel, then cleared her throat as it beeped again.

She’d put the coins in now. She had to hope it was the latter.

“Hi, Shikamaru. I, um…” She paused for a stranger to walk by the phone and offer her a tight, pitiful smile. She blanked them. “I hope this is you. The other number got smudged, and I wanted to…” She sighed. “I don’t know what I wanted. I don’t know, I just — well, it’s been so long.”

She rubbed her forehead and tightened her grip around the phone and its cord. He clearly wasn’t picking up, but Temari couldn’t bring herself to stop talking.

“I won’t be there for the opening ceremony tomorrow,” she explained. “My brother…” She took a deep breath and steadied herself to give the same mechanical, soulless answer she had offered the chess federation the week before. “My brother and my uncle were in a traffic accident last month, and the funeral is tomorrow. I’ll be…” Her throat sealed. When she forced it open, its voice was anything but soulless. “I’ll be in Sochi to play the day after, but not before. I’m needed here.” She squeezed her eyes shut and paused. He still wasn’t picking up.

“Look, you probably already left,” she concluded, “but either way, I guess I’ll see you in Sochi. And if not, I guess I’ll… Well, I guess I’ll—”

“Hey! Um, Akimichi-Nara, er… house here. Yes. I’m sorry for my, um, my English — I am tired. Who is this?” [...] “Are you still here? I was washing my teeth, but I heard a voice on the machine. Hello?”

Grandmaster on ao3 by @notquitejiraiya

[lady-merian]

1499 for the art reference ask, please?

This one turned into Eilonwy!

The original is a photo from Unsplash, I believe. I found it when looking for a picture of a girl in a medieval style dress for the moodboard I made for The Tiffany Problem. This one wasn’t right for Tiffany but the pose did look to me like it’d be good for Eilonwy holding up her bauble. I unfortunately colored the bauble too dark so it doesn’t look like it’s shining even with the gold marker I added.

Send me a number, explanation here

[lewmagoo]

the scenes of emma and lewis from water rises feel so real and intimate. sometimes it feels like watching a slice of life of an actual couple. i need lewis in even more roles where he genuinely looks like he’s head over heels in love with his co star

[blooberryberet]

OMG I finally found a killugon doujinshi and I’m so so happy it’s the cutest thing ever 😭

It’s set during the heavens arena arc after Gon breaks his arm and killua is taking care of him because he can’t do things with his arm in a cast.

I’m literally going to throw up it’s SO CUTE

[nwodwols]

I will literally never get over Mizumono. Literally ever. I know how the show ends, I’ve seen the last episode. I’m working my way through season three now. But the way the misunderstanding played out at the end of season two is as horrific as it is so beautifully executed. I am going to be ripping it apart frame by frame and trying to fit it together differently for them in my head forever

[ovcii-doodles]

you can't sit with them // new armor, new name

[sovonight]

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[altschmerzes]

@jauntygold as promised, here it is - a clip from the hair washing scene in loneliness into loneliness, my queerplatonic jamie + dani fic. part of the whole conceit of the fic is that they've temporarily (for now...) moved in together because they're both hurt and out of commission from the team (jamie's leg is messed up and so is dani's shoulder). dani's shoulder has made it really hard for him to wash his hair so jamie has offered to help, and here we are.

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Stalling isn’t going to make this feel any more natural, so Jamie takes a deep breath, tells himself that he’s done this himself about a million times so he can’t fuck it up too bad just because it’s someone else, and gets started. He tips his cupped, shampoo-filled hand against the back of Dani’s head and starts working it into his hair. Jamie’s touch is cautious and gentle, moving slowly at first and pressing so lightly that it quickly becomes obvious there’s no hope of creating any kind of lather like this. Taking a deep breath and doing his best to ignore the sharp, anxious prickle of nerves lighting up and down his spine, Jamie forces himself past the fear of pulling on it and sinks his fingers into Dani’s hair.

The nerves dissipate fast after that. There’s no negative reaction at all as Jamie works through Dani’s hair, scrubbing the shampoo into a thick foam. If anything it’s the opposite. The faint impression Jamie had gotten at the start, the hint of embarrassed awareness on Dani’s part of what a defenceless and vulnerable thing it was to let himself be helped like this, seeps away. In its place is stillness, a relaxed calm that is evident in the way Dani breathes, deep and slow, the way his body, even his battered shoulder, has lost all tension.

Twisting a bit farther to the side, careful not to lose balance, Jamie brings his other hand to Dani’s head. He runs his fingers through Dani’s hair and scratches lightly at his scalp. The shampoo is completely worked in by this point, there’s no need to keep working his hands in a steady massage like this, but Jamie keeps going anyway. He’s rewarded for it when Dani hums in quiet contentment and his head tips to the side, pressing into Jamie’s palm.

Warmth bursts to life in Jamie’s chest, bright and loud and so profoundly fond it nearly hurts. He suppresses the bizarre urge he suddenly has to lean down and kiss Dani’s temple beside the shampoo-streaked mess of his hair. That isn’t the sort of thing you’re supposed to just do though. Not with a friend, even if you’re sitting on the side of his bathtub and washing his hair for him. Jamie’s face heats and he’s glad that Dani is facing away from him, unable to see the reddened flush of his cheeks, and resolves to do the same thing he’d done earlier - everything he wants to say, all that he wants to express, he puts into his hands.

Dani’s head is heavy and trusting in the curve of Jamie’s palm, warm water and a faint tickle of soap suds running down his wrist. Jamie’s other hand works through his hair to reach the nape of his neck, kneading the muscle. Dani manages to somehow relax even farther, leaning to the side so hard that Jamie is sure that if he moved, Dani would fall against the side of the tub.

The thought makes Jamie’s breath catch in his throat. He’s never been relied on like this, been so directly confronted with the faith someone has in him to hold them up and not let them fall. It’s terrifying and he wants to run from it, just a bit. At the same time, he can’t imagine being anywhere else, and he would certainly never run now that he’s here. Now that Jamie has this trust, held in his hands just as reverently as he holds up Dani’s head, he’s not going to do anything to make Dani regret giving it to him.

“‘M gonna rinse your hair now, alright?” Jamie speaks in a hush, louder than a whisper but just barely. Talking at a normal volume would just feel wrong, like it would risk shattering something soft and warm that’s settled over the room. Dani hums again in response, not making a move to lift his head, and there’s that warm feeling again, fluttering at the inside of Jamie’s ribs like he’s drunk too much champagne too quickly.

[binch-i-might-be]

guys you will not FUCKING believe this. I wrote something!!!! 2000 whole words of something!!!!!! is everyone seeing this!!!!!!

[sysig]

VUXisms (Patreon)

[bittersweetresilience]

i've written renjing tender loving care 10 million times AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN

[vampiricsheep]

the way astarion wants freedom but sees power as the truest form of it vs the way ram is so sick of powerful entities toying with him and others that he'll do anything to help astarion gain whatever he considers freedom...

And so instead of escaping the struggles that have defined them they simply repeat them. Cazador isn't completely gone, because astarion steps into his place. And ram cedes himself body and soul to a man who will become everything he always thought he hated.

Astarion said once that he never understood how long eternity could be until he was under cazador's boot. I think ram may have the same realization when he finally realizes what he's become.

[swordmaid]

playing around with the romance scene mod and shri'iia's braid laying on her hip ............omfg............ok rapunzel...............!!!!!!!