#simple hair ideas

[lunacias]

these are the silt verses, and I name our disciples thus

[clockworkclownart]

Day 6 - Immortal AU - #DannyMay2024

so i was thinking, "who else becomes an immortal space themed monarch?" ~ if your immediate thought was "sailor moon", you are so right, i realy admire that about you 💚

[ch4osm4ster]

Billy west as rayman

This lil fella? :D

[xmrnothingx]

Ashley from Warioware

Older Ashley for the start of October. I figured since Ashley doesn't really care about looks that she wouldn't change her outfit all that much.

[the-applepi]

Alisa Haiba and Akane Yamamoto reference sheet redraws

So apparently there's people who hate Alisa because she's just there to be pretty and take the spotlight away from Lev... NOT!

90% of all characters' family members never showed up to a single one of their matches. Girl is in college and she still came. ON AT LEAST 3 SEPERATE OCCASIONS. She doesn't know much about volleyball but she STILL TURNS UP BECAUSE SHE LOVES HER LITTLE BROTHER.

Same with Akane who puts the leader in cheerleader. No slander welcome here

https://x.com/Haikyu_EN/status/1757291071573282830

[aurumacadicus]

Something something parallels blah blah blah.

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Steve doesn't need to be held. He doesn't need anyone to protect him, to put themselves in harm's way for him. He can take care of himself. He doesn't need anyone to do it for him.

Still. He knows he needs to let people he loves do things they want for him sometimes. He doesn't really understand why Tony is so adamant about washing his hair while they relax in the tub, but Tony so rarely asks for things, especially if someone has the power to turn him down. If he was brave enough to ask, Steve can't help but reward him for it. He doesn't understand the appeal--it's just hair. He used to take a bar of soap to it until Tony firmly put a bottle of shampoo in his hand while they showered together. Maybe this is sort of like that. Maybe he thinks Steve is still somehow washing his hair wrong.

Tony has him lean back on his chest. Steve isn't used to being the small spoon. He's uncomfortable with it. He worries he'll be too heavy. But Tony doesn't complain, even pulls him to lean more weight against him. Tony is strong, he reminds himself, leaning his head back against Tony's shoulder. Tony regularly moves machinery around his workshop. Steve across his chest when he wants him there probably isn't a hardship.

Tony uses the shower wand to douse his hair. Steve closes his eyes against the reminder of sea water on his face. The water is warm, smells like lavender. It's nothing like the Atlantic. He lets out a slow, shuddering breath as Tony threads his fingers through his hair to make sure it's saturated. Fights the urge to tip his head back into his hand.

Tony turns the water off, hand still cradling his head, and Steve feels shampoo being squeezed onto the top, wet and cold against his scalp. It smells sweet, too. Not like lavender, but floral still, maybe. Tony seems to like florals. 'They're supposed to be calming,' he remembers Tony saying. 'And I need all the help I can get.'

Steve's breath hitches in his throat as he feels both of Tony's hands threading through his hair now, gathering up the shampoo and lathering it up. He lets out a shuddering breath as Tony begins scrubbing, fingertips rubbing gentle circles against his scalp. It loosens something in his chest, something that had been sitting there like a block of ice, wrapped around something he suddenly realizes was withering without his indulgence. He leans more fully on Tony, wanting to close his eyes but too afraid he'll simply fall asleep under Tony's tender care. He doesn't want to miss a moment of it. He wants to remember this.

Tony scrubs for what feels like hours. Steve loses himself in it, the gentle circles and quiet murmuring of Tony explaining the history of aromatherapy and why he thinks chamomile is a better option for him, not as cloying as roses or potent as lavender. Steve sinks further against him, breath shuddering again as he realizes how much thought Tony has put into this, into him, knowing that the serum makes him sensitive to scents and doing his best to accommodate his needs. His throat feels tight. His eyes burn. Tony just wants to take care of him. Why does he have such a hard time letting him?

Tony finally, heartbreakingly, pulls his hands free of his hair, dropping them to rinse in the bath water before he reaches for the shower wand again. Steve closes his eyes to savor his fingers threading through his hair again as he works all the shampoo out. Wonders how he can ask Tony to do this again after he'd obviously been reluctant this time. He's never felt like this before.

"Conditioner?" Tony asks, and Steve hates conditioner, hates how slimy it feels in his hands and on his hair, but he dips his head in a short nod anyway. He thinks it'll be fine if Tony does it, and he wants Tony's hands in his hair as long as possible, massaging his scalp, cradling the weight of his head.

It's over too soon. Tony uses the shower wand to rinse the last of the slick conditioner from the back of his neck, his shoulders, then sets it aside, arms coming up to wrap around his shoulders. "There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Steve can't bring himself to speak, throat still feeling tight with emotion.

"...Steve?" Tony asks, and he sits up, leaning forward to look at his face with a concerned frown. He must not like what he sees, because he immediately goes pale. "Steve! Are you okay?! Did I hurt you!?"

Steve has no idea what he's talking about until he tilts his head, the angle making him suddenly aware of the tears still rolling down his cheeks. Weeping, his mind supplies as he lifts a hand to wipe them away. He's weeping.

"Steve," Tony says, eyes sad, and reaches out to cup his cheeks, hesitating before they reach him, as if Steve's tears might be his fault.

But they're not, Steve realizes himself as he grabs Tony's shoulders and drags him into a kiss, open-mouthed and wet, teeth clacking with how desperate he is to get their lips together. It's not Tony's fault that Steve forgot what it was like to feel cared for. His only regret is he can't pour even an ounce of how intimate it felt into their kiss. He felt more whole having his hair washed by someone he loves, someone who loves him, than he's ever felt in his entire life, and he doesn't know how to tell him that, find the words to make him understand.

"Steve," Tony whispers against his mouth, tender and hurt, and he thinks maybe Tony understands, as Tony wraps his arms around him, lets Steve pull him close, kissing him until all Tony can do is pant against his mouth. Maybe Tony understands that Steve is never going to be able to thank him enough for it except to ask for it to happen again. He tries to convey how much he loves and appreciates Tony through his kisses, through his hands moving over his body, and he knows it's never going to be enough.

But he'll keep trying. Steve will keep trying every day to show Tony how much he loves and appreciates him for making him feel cherished. Because he may not need to be taken care of, but God, he wants to be.

[beneathashadytree]

Finished my Surgery final today, so that’s another one off the list!! I feel a lot lighter already, even if I still have 4 more subjects to go😭 Anyways poll time until I post again tonightttt!!!🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

[melanorhynchus-side]

yi sang... velociraptor thing... maybe...

the michealwave [based on crows and microraptors]

[joethehoeee]

So a certain someone (not naming any names here, chough @pinkytoothlesso11 cough) inspired me for drawing it with this post.

I will not say anything more. Be happy with it :)

Aaaaand two more versions-

Honestly I am very happy <3

[flamestar126]

"YOU'VE ROLLED A 1. . ."

Prompt: Wendigo

(Recommend to turn up brightness to see darker details)

[dalkyum]

[GOT7 REVIVAL] WEEK 7 ✧ ↳ Moments that made you an Ahgase ·˚ ♡

[caterpillarinacave]

i have. such strong feelings. very specifically about Matthew Fairchild, his little sister, and both of their dogs.

[vidawhump]

@whumpy-wyrms HAPPY BIRTDAY SAWYER!!!!!!! :DDDDDDD

[theladyfae]

nothing to me will ever be more iconic than my beloved mutual managing to get me so invested in a (rarepair) ship for a media i had no previous interaction with that i was actively making my own headcanons abt their potential relationship dynamic and making song associations and engaging in others’ brainrot for months before i ever even considered getting in to said media. and now a year later i’m finally writing fic for them but still know next to nothing abt what they’re like in canon cause i still haven’t made it to that part of the story, the memories of the shared delusion are genuinely the only thing keeping me going.

[jalapenobee]

I said expect yosano art

[nightly-ruse]

I cannot understand not having leg hair it’s like such a comfort to me. How do you not feel naked? How do you keep up with it?

You can tell I’m mentally unwell if I start shaving