#just go along with it

[puckinghischier]

wait i’m crying imagine helping luke with his curl routine and you being the only person he trusts to touch his hair

“luke, hold still,” you tell him, massaging the diffuser around his head.

“it tickles. and it’s really warm,” he argues, twitching again, causing you to huff in frustration.

luke’s currently crouched down in front of you in his en-suite bathroom, sitting not so still while you try to do his newly implemented curl routine.

“honeybee, my knees hurt, we gotta take a break,” he pleads, bouncing slightly.

you turn off the hair dryer and let him stretch his legs to his full height.

“you know, if you’d let me make you an appointment at a salon we wouldn’t be in this predicament,” you tell him, looking up at his lop-sided curls.

a few weeks ago you convinced luke to start a curl care routine, knowing his hair was in desperate need of some TLC. when you first started dating, you saw the 3in1 bottle sitting in his otherwise empty shower and immediately dragged him to the nearest salon supply store to get a curl specific shampoo and conditioner set.

once he finally agreed to start a whole routine (with your help, of course) you picked out several creams and gels to lather into his hair after every shower.

so your new pre-bedtime routine, three nights out of the week, is making sure his hair is hydrated and taken care of. when you suggested letting a professional do a generalized curl care appointment to get him started, luke refused, arguing that you could do it just as good as any salon can.

“i told you, i don’t want them touching my hair,” he reiterates to you, giving the same response every time you suggest it to him.

“luke, they’re literally professionals. they know tricks that i don’t. maybe they could even do something to your hair that lasts for a few weeks, so we wouldn’t have to do this several nights a week. plus, it would help when you’re on the road,” you try to persuade him, reaching up and ruffling his curls around with both hands, trying to keep it from drying unevenly.

the first time he was on the road and it was a hair night, you tried to call him and walk him through it, but he claimed his hair didn’t turn out as soft and shiny as when you do it.

the next time, you had jack come and watch how you did it one night, having him step in to help luke since they typically room together, but he said jack didn’t do it right and he came out looking like he had a clown afro the next day.

“i don’t care. it’s just hair, it can wait until i’m back home,” he grabs your hands, pulling them from his hair and placing them on his shoulders.

you scoff in offense, swatting at his chest. “it is not just hair. it’s one of my favorite features of yours!”

“still doesn’t mean i’m going to let some stranger at a salon get all touchy with it,” he shrugs.

you roll your eyes at his stubbornness, not knowing why it’s such a big deal.

“if you don’t want to spend the money on it, i’ll literally pay for it. i just think it’d do some good, i don’t know why you’re so against it,” you offer.

luke shakes his head no, reaching up to move a stray piece of your own hair out of your face. “s’not the money,” he assures you. “it won’t feel as good as when you do it. love the feeling of your fingers all in my hair. s’comforting,” he says so casually, not even aware that his words caused butterflies to erupt in your belly.

you feel your face flush, biting your lip to hide the smile trying to break out on your face.

“well i’m not saying i’ll stop doing it. i’m just saying that maybe a trip to a salon once a month might prevent more bad hair days on the road,” you try to compromise, not wanting him to know how much his words affected you. you didn’t want to give him more reasons to refuse the idea.

“and i’m just saying, i don’t want anyone but you touching my hair,” he leans down to press his forehead against yours, locking his wide eyes onto yours dramatically.

before you can get a reply out of your mouth, he leans forward and presses his lips to yours, taking your hands off of his shoulders and bringing them up to his hair, emphasizing his point.

you toy with the flat curls, forgetting what you were meant to be doing until your fingers came into contact with a wet patch.

pulling back from the kiss abruptly, luke lets out a frustrated whine while chasing your lips with his.

“we have to finish drying your hair! if i don’t finish it soon it’s gonna dry all flat on one side because we didn’t diffuse it properly,” you pull back from him completely, grabbing the abandoned hair dryer on the counter.

luke groans, stomping over to stand in front of you, crouching back into his earlier position.

“just hurry. if we do this too much longer i’m going to have to tell my coach i can’t skate because i have stiff knees from my girlfriend’s curl routine she makes me do,” he crosses his arm and pouts like a child.

“keep up the whining and i’ll make jack do it next time,” you threaten, turning the hairdryer on and continuing the task at hand.

luke’s body tenses. “i swear to god if you bring jack over here to do my hair again i’m shaving it off.”

“you wouldn’t,” you gasp at him, not believing he just said such a thing.

“try me,” he responds, smirking at you through the large mirror.

[calamity-calliope]

Cool Fallen London fact: If the New Sequence is stalking and/or kidnaps you, that's a compliment actually. They think you're cool.

[la-pheacienne]

He fell to the seat, she by his side. There were no more words. The stars were beginning to shine. How was it that the birds sing, that the snow melts, that the rose opens, that May blooms, that the dawns whitens behind the black trees on the shivering summit of the hills? One kiss, and that was all.

Both trembled, and they looked at each other in the darkness with brilliant eyes.

They felt neither the cool night, nor the cold stone, nor the damp ground, nor the wet grass; they looked at each other, and their hearts were full of thought. They had clasped hands, without knowing it.

She did not ask him; did not even think where and how he had managed to get into the garden. It seemed so natural to her that he should be there.

From time to time Marius’ knee touched Cosette’s. A touch that thrilled. At times, Cosette faltered out a word. Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.

Gradually, they began to talk. Overflow succeeded to silence, which is fullness. The night was serene and glorious above their heads. These two beings, pure as spirits, told each other everything, their dreams, their frenzies, their ecstasies, their chimeras, their despondencies, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had longed for each other, their despair when they had ceased to see each other. They had confided to each other in an intimacy of the ideal, which already, nothing could have increased, all that was most hidden and most mysterious in themselves. They told each other, with a candid faith in their illusions, all that love, youth and the remnant of childhood that was theirs, brought to mind. These two hearts poured themselves out to each other, so that at the end of an hour, it was the young man who had the young girl’s soul and the young girl who had the soul of the young man. They interpenetrated, they enchanted, they dazzled each other.

When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she laid her head on his shoulder, and asked him: "What is your name?"

My name is Marius," he said. "And yours?" My name is Cosette.

[askthequeen]

wait..

AREN'T YOU FUCKING 14????????????

// hta's what yal think

I'm proably older...

[madelynpryor]

a probably very long rant about different haikyu characters and what lantern corps i think theyd be in

combining my spinterest and my hyperfixation lets goo. this is niche and very few people will care but its important to me ok. i did watched the anime a while back so i remember stuff but im also currently on vol 7 of the manga so those volumes are a lot fresher in my mind. spoiler warning: a lot of blue lanterns

i think asahi would be a yellow lantern. iirc jessica cruz became a yellow lantern by overcoming her fear and that allowed her to master it which i think sounds a lot like asahi overcoming his fear of being blocked and shot down by other teams (specifically date tech) and overcoming that fear allowed him to rejoin the team and be a really good ace

i know i know i know “zack isnt oikawa one of the characters with the most willpower?” and youd be correct! BUT that makes him perfect as a blue lantern. blue lanterns need the ability to fully understand willpower to be able to wield hope. oikawa throughout the series has been noted as somebody who is an amazing captain in the regard that he knows the ins and out of every one of his teammates and knows how to inspire them (ie. bring them hope) and generally hes a really good volleyball player who is not a prodigy and although i cant remember a point in canon specifically im willing to bet that theres at least one player thats started volleyball because of oikawa. if you know anything about oikawa i dont think his willpower needs to be brought into question

i think this is a really predictable one but hinata would be a green lantern. i mean the whole series is really based around the fact that he keeps pushing through to become just like the little giant.

kenma i think throughout the series sorta grew into a blue lantern type character. hes always been the brain of his team and sorta the center of their hope but i think through his character development he worked on the willpower mastering aspect of the blue lanterns like how kenma didnt care much for volleyball but over time it became something that he wanted to work for

i think yamaguchi is a yellow lantern in a similar way to asahi where he overcame his fear. at the beginning of the series he is fully a benchwarmer and while yes that was due to his general lack of skill it was also due to his anxieties about playing and messing something up for the team but he does want to be a part of the team and be helpful which is why he tries to overcome that anxiety about his skills and learn the jump float serve

kiyoko would be a blue lantern. if you recall the scene towards the beginning of the series where she hangs up the karasuno banner and tells everyone to fly and everyone starts crying and is immediately filled with hope and determination? yeah i dont think i need to elaborate on blue lantern kiyoko further

i think suga is a star sapphire but not in the canon way in the way my mind likes it. like he has so much love to give to all of his teammates and i think he could represent this sort of strong platonic love for all of his teammates and friends

[lazylittledragon]

can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024

[demaparbat-hp]

Existential Nihilism Squad™

[tendermiasma]

The bigger they are the harder they fall 🥹🐟

[eydilily]

would you bite the hand that feeds you?

[wolfienation]

absolutely hilarious to me that agatha calls rio a bad boy when in reality rio is actually the rule following jock with infinite patience and care who brings you flowers on a first date.

agatha on the other hand is the snarky girl who gets into arguements with her teacher about the smallest details in the lecture and is constantly getting detention for cursing someone out. she's top of all her classes tho.

[sophies-junkyard]

I’m in the South. I’ve got ears to the ground. Republicans are SWEATING at the prospect of Kamala being nominated. They’re not sure Trump can beat her.

Let’s prove them right.

[parisoonic]

Demo has had many careers - tattoo artist isn't one of them.

[the-ominous-owl]

Rio Vidal, Embodiment of Death:

also rio vidal, embodiment of death:

[gabichanwrites]

Just realized that if only Poseidon went straight to Ithaca and asked for Odysseus, Penelope could do the biggest gamble of them all and get one of the suitors in SUCH DEEP SHIT.

Poseidon: "Odysseus of Ithaca! Tell me this instant where is this mortal who dared to hurt my son and try to lie about his name!

Penelope: ...

Suitors: ....

Penelope: *stops weaving*

Penelope: *pointing right at Antonius* There he is! This one is Odysseus, my husband and king of Ithaca! Please don't sink us, almighty god of the sea!

Antonius: What? I'm not Odysseus, I--

Penelope: Of course he would say that! He's a liar!

Poseidon: *has no reason to not believe her, wipes him out effortlessly*

Then Odysseus comes back like "It's me, Penelope! Your husband!"

Penelope: "No, you're not. From now on your name is Agamemnon the Greater and the new lover I marry to make king."

Odysseus: *grumbling* why after Agamemnon though...

AND HOW WOULD POSEIDON EVER KNOW?!

[egophiliac]

he did it! 🐍 and it only took...uhhh...well, there probably could've been less punches, but why hold back!

PUNCHES FOR EVERYONE

[abyssal-ilk]

thinking about sten again. thinking about him calling the warden kadan and never explaining what it means. thinking about him offering to take the warden back with him to par vollen, but it's never actually an option the warden takes, even if you agree. thinking about how sten responds the best to a warden who stands their ground even if he doesn't agree with them. thinking about how he loves sweets and art, and how he plays with kittens. "it's training," he says. but come on. he's playing. thinking about what else he's had to justify to himself for liking.

and he calls alistair kadan! shale as well! do you think it was ever extended to the other party members? just,, agh