#this is simple but wooo

[chrisrin]

emphasis on the KNIGHT in KNIGHT of TIME

(BLOOD) (DOOM)

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about all the ways you can be intimate with Price that doesn’t involve having sex

One thing about Price is that he’s known for his love for hats. But very few people know the reason as to why he wears them in the first place.

Truth be told, more often than not, he will let his hair grow past the length that’s stated in haircut regulations. Curls will start forming at the back of his neck , unruly strands will stick to his temple as he sweats and if it’s a particularly windy day, wisps of hair will fall into his eyes and obscure his vision. So to cover up the fact that he’s clearly breaking regulations and to keep his hair in check, he’ll wear a hat on his head.

He always tells himself he’ll cut it short. Hell, he even goes out his way to take down the box of clippers from the shelf where they’ve been collecting dust for God knows how long. But every time he intends to cut it something comes up and he opts for wearing a hat instead.

However this time around, it’s a different story since inspection week is coming up and you’re the first to notice how long his hair has been getting lately.

As you lean in for a kiss, you feel the unruly strands of hair wrap around your fingers tips. You smile as you twirl them in your grasp, lips still kissing Price’s.

He pulls away, mirroring the smile on your face as he says “what are you smiling about?”

“Your hair’s been getting so long lately” you say as you run a hand through his hair, tugging lightly at the long strands as if to empathize your point.

His brows furrow, before a look of realization crosses his face “I guess it has, hasn’t it? I’ve been meaning to cut it, just haven’t gotten around to doing it,”

You nod as you continue to play with the hair at the back of his head, already aware of the box of clippers that’s been collecting dust on his desk “when’s inspection now again?”

“Next week. Cut it for me?”

The bathroom connected to his room is rather small, barely fits two people but you make it work as you sit down on the toilet seat while he sits down on the floor.

He sits so close you get a whiff of his cologne. The scent’s a familiar one, one you know not only by smell but also by name. It’s a cologne you’d spontaneously bought one day and had managed to use once or twice before it somehow ended up in Price’s hands. Now it’s a scent solely associated with him.

You can also smell the cigars he smokes. The scent is sickly sweet but also earthy- reminds you of mahogany much like the mahogany curls he's sporting at the moment.

You gently grab onto his shoulder, forcing him to shuffle closer. He’s now perfectly slotted between your legs, as you go to inspect his hair.

“Any special request ?” You ask as you card your fingers through his hair, carefully inspecting the length. The man lets out an appreciative sound at your gently touch before he shakes his head in response to your question.

“Just want it short?” You ask again, fingers still carding through his hair.

“Yes, please”

“What if I mess up ?” You joke as you continue to inspect the length.

“Don’t really care, I’ll wear a hat either way” he shrugs, and flashes you a smile over his shoulder.

“Alright” you say, before you reach down and gently grab onto the edge of his shirt “May I?” You ask, lips brushing his ear as you lean down to ask for permission.

He shivers at your touch, but nods his head at your question.

You gently pull the shirt off of him, leaving him in just the undershirt that he’s wearing. The sudden exposure to the chilly bathroom air has goosebumps raising on his skin and your hands quickly find his arms as you attempt to warm him up.

“Sorry” you say as you plant a kiss on his shoulder. He just smiles and shakes his head “it’s okay, not your fault yeah?”

You grab onto the box where his clippers lay and take out the one you needed for his hair. You quickly adjust the settings on it before bringing it to his head.

As you turn on the machine you feel the familiar buzz coursing through your fingertips. You try not to let your nerves get the best of you as you get ready to cut his hair for him. However, sweat still trickles down your spine, the clippers almost fall out of your hand and you have to take a deep breath and apologize beforehand in case this doesn’t go as planned.

You do the first swipe with the clipper and watch as strands of hair fall to his bare shoulders. You quickly take the brush that came with the kit and gently brush the hair away from his skin. He hums in content as he relaxes into your embrace

“Good?”

He nods with a giggle “tickles”

You chuckle at that as you continue to cut his hair, tufts of it steadily falling to the floor and sprinkling across his shoulder. You even see the loose strands of hair sprinkling onto the undershirt that he’s wearing. However Price doesn’t seem to mind it, seemingly relaxed as ever.

Nothing can be heard except for the steady buzz coming from the machine, along with the soft noises Price will give in response when you ask him something. He’s long given up on talking, mind and body too relaxed to bother with it.

Your hands are gentle as ever as they grab onto his chin, cheeks and temples, turning his head in whichever direction is needed at the moment. His eyes, although closed, flutter at the touch, as he chuckles at the ticklish feeling that comes from your hands.

However you still check up on him to make sure that you aren’t hurting him.

“Am I hurting you?” You ask as you bring the clipper a bit closer to his ears. “Is this okay” You ask again when you fear you’re holding too tightly onto him. You even drop a “you tell me if I’m doing anything to hurt you yeah?” when you notice the flush on his skin.

Sometimes Price responds with a hum, sometimes with a nod and sometimes with the shake of his head (You almost have the mind to scold him for his careless movements but you allow him to do so anyway)He even chuckles at the last sentence as if saying not you, never you and that’s all the reassurance you need to continue cutting his hair for him.

At some point he does talk - asks if he can go for a smoke and of course you allow him to do so. If you smoke he’ll let you take a couple of puffs of his cigar. However he’ll use this as an excuse to steal a kiss since every time you lean in to put the cigar between your lips, he’ll place a kiss on your lips. If you don’t smoke he’ll have you light his cigar for him. He’ll playfully pulls you closer by your wrist, as you go to light his cigar for him, callused thumb mindlessly stroking it while you light it for him.

He stays in your embrace while smoking his cigar, enjoying your presence and your gentle touch.

From the bathroom window you can see that the sun is starting to set and the clouds of smoke that whirl around in the air become more prominent.

Price hooks his arm around your leg and mindlessly drags his hand along your thigh while he smokes his cigar.

“Thank you for doing this for me, love” he says and despite the clouds of smoke that swirl around in the air, you can still see the grateful smile on his face.

“No need to thank me ” you chuckle as you continue to cut his hair for him.

Once it’s done, you hand him a small mirror so that he can take a look at his hair. He takes a brief look in the mirror before he turns to you with a big smile on his face.

“It looks great,”

Truth be told he barely looked at his hair, didn’t see the crooked line or the uneven patches around his head (not that he would mind if he were to notice it anyway). All he saw in that very moment was your reflection in the mirror, the way you nervously chewed your lip, and the hopeful look in your eyes as you waited for him to comment on his new haircut.

Once it’s inspection day you’re back in that very same bathroom with him. He’s looking at himself in the mirror while you’re standing behind him with a comb in hand. His hair is still short and will surely pass inspection but you still want to comb and style it for him, claiming he needs to look professional and well groomed, seeing as he’s the captain.

“There, all done” you say with a smile on your face, finally feeling satisfied with the look of his hair. All of sudden he turns around, hands gently grabbing onto your hips before he pulls you closer to him. You’re still looking at his hair, searching for any imperfections that need to be corrected while he’s watching you with an adoring gaze. Once you spot a strand out of place, you lick the pad of your thumb before gently slicking it back with the rest of his hair.

You go to pull your hand away but before you can do so he gently wraps his hand around your wrist and brings your hand closer to his lips before he kisses it.

“Thank you again, love”

[rhythmmortis]

[rainymoodlet]

Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[ Third Vacation: Maxwell! ]

When autonomous moments of whimsy become emotionally-charged and meaningful moments! 🥺 Dan’s a master of turning conversation away from a deeper point or a vulnerable moment - but in this instance, I think Maxwell was more than thankful for a little escape. 💛

Part 6 of 7 🌹

@yikessims

[hot-girls-favorite-is-daniel]

Okay I’m super lazy and unmotivated so I finally hung art up on this board that’s been here for 2 years, Catilina De Aragon sketches ft: a friendly Daniel jumps are and a sticker one of my besties made for me

[somewhat-bored]

EVERYONE!!!

I know why Ridley's wheelchair bound. (Or at least I have an extremely plausible theory)

Okay so the Magic Misfits Series takes place around the 1950s. During the 1950s, there were numerous cases of Poliovirus.

Polio can cause muscle atrophy, paralysis of the legs, and most commonly affected children

This could also explain why Ridley's mother is a total health-nut and incredibly overprotective at times. The causes of polio weren't clear at that time, completely healthy children were falling ill and no one knew why or the best way to help them. Imagine having your child, your only daughter fall ill to a disease that had claimed thousands of other lives. The doctors barely have any idea of what to do to help and you're not even sure if anything can be done. Then she recovered, not fully, but she's alive and as snarky as ever. The best thing you can think of to do now is to try to protect her from anything else that might threaten her health, from allergies to the smallest specks of dust.

Honestly, it's the tiny tidbits of history that make me love the Magic Misfits more than I already do.

[lisxdumbr]

Lame as hell theme

[general-kalani]

19. Has your OC ever had an experience with the paranormal or the divine? What happened? Was it a one time encounter or is it a normal part of their life? Did they find it terrifying or thrilling? (for Cain!)

{ Prompt from here! }

He's seen lots of ghosts actually! They haunt him constantly and at first he found it terrifying (especially since it was during wartime that they started "appearing" to him) but now he's accepted it as normality.

Sometimes he finds himself talking to them when it's late at night and he can't sleep.

Other people chalk it up to it being his PTSD that lets him "see" these ghosts but after moving to Hope County to start work as a body double he's seen different ghosts and that's how he knew this wasn't just a mental problem.

[raihou-zuishuu]

Gonna get so many hate anons for this but the new Lupin III / Cat's Eye crossover actually looks fucking sick

[thebiggestmenace]

How long have you been a fan of the last of us?

since march 14th of 2023!

I forget things really easily when watching shows weekly, so I figured I'd wait until the day after they were all released. I was able to watch it all in one go, which made a little brain goblin move in (and definitely did not empty me because of all the emotions I went through in less than 24 hours). after watching the show a couple times, I went through and watched a game play of the first game and the dlc cause i wanted to see what they changed :) (and also the "oh, he ain't even hurt" scene that everyone was talking about) I wanted to go into the second season blind, like I did the first, but I saw too many spoilers for it and alas, I had to watch the second game (although I'm sure brain goblin would've had me watch me it at some point)

[seafoam-taide]

random animation bullshit GO

[cursed-anduknowit]

Bday Art Day 5: Roronoa Zoro

7 hours but well worth it!!! Ugh he looks fantastic, truly number 3 in my anime Husbando tier list. In all his glory, here he is the senseless himbo extraordinaire himself - ZORO💚⚔️💚

[fishboythyo]

me: hmmm i havent plaued minecraft in a while. lets do that!! :3

minecraft: opens up

me: sudden memory flashback time: *past me* oh god i messed up the blocks on this and its a high peak and down below is Deep Water (i am Afraid) and i have limited resources. future me can deal with this *leaves*

i guess its. the future..... 🫡

[thebigshotman]

Just marry the girl man,, with how much you talk about her it'd be easier to just "seal the deal"

*I can’t do that!! It’s not as simple as “just” marrying her!!

Leave it to the audience to settle him down with one question and shoot him into a heart attack the next. The static around his voice briefly comes back as he shouts that, not even taking a moment to filter his words a little or have second thoughts. It goes away, fortunately, as he takes a moment to breathe. Pulling at his white turtleneck to give himself more room as he does his best to explain. He starts off talking quickly before starting to patter out the more he speaks.

*If a Lightner wants to bind themselves to a Darkner like that-and notice my word choice: It would be her decision, I’d have no say because I’m a Darkner-they have to go to the Knight and ask permission. Get their blessing so they can officiate things. What happens after, I don’t know, because I’ve never physically seen it happen…although that damn jester told me he has. Who knows with him, though…

*There’s a better chance of someone finding a cure for my voice than getting in contact with them, and…even if there was no restriction like that…

He takes a moment. Mentally preparing himself to admit it out loud. He lags a little as he does so.

*…I don’t know if I would.

*She’s got a whole other life to lead besides me! Even beyond her job and Antonio and finding Dannie, there’s whatever’s waiting for her back up in the Light. People who care about her just as much as me, if not more. Who am I to marry her and hold her hostage down here like that? That’d just be a repeat of-

The word “NEO” stalls in his throat before he eventually gives up. He knows what this must sound like when he just got done saying he’d do anything to keep her safe. But he’s saying it anyway, because deep down, he feels it’s true.

*…“If you truly love them, you let them go”. Right?

[radiates-confusion]

Today! On the first leg of my journey home I present to you! A nice little line drawing of the Bigfin squid (which @dailycephalopods showed off today (I think)) with some hatching on its head and body.

I am creeped out by this adorable eldritch horror! It is still an eldritch horror to me! However, I also do still think it deserves to have adorable in its description, because it's just kinda floating there like a dude!

[haknom]

guys i’m so inactive omg …