#kate price

[friendlessghoul]

Buster Keaton and Kate Price My Wife's Relations - 1922

[busterkeatonsociety]

This Day in Buster…May 21, 1922 

"My Wife's Relations,” thought to be a playful dig at Buster’s newly acquired in-laws, is shown on pre-release in New York theatres, including Shea’s.

[justbusterkeaton]

Buster’s Leading Ladies 1920-1924

Sybil Seely: One Week, Convict 13, The Scarecrow, The Boat

Beulah Booker: The Saphead

Bartine Burkett: The High Sign

Virginia Fox: Neighbors, The Haunted House, Hard Luck, The Goat, The Playhouse, The Paleface, Cops, The Blacksmith, The Electric House

Kate Price: My Wife’s Relations

Renée Adorée: Day Dreams

Phyllis Haver: The Balloonatic

Margaret Leahy: Three Ages

Natalie Talmadge: Our Hospitality

Kathryn McGuire: Sherlock Jr, The Navigator

[nervoussystemmusicreverence]

Kenny Loggins - Conviction of the Heart

Music Video

Artist

Kenny Loggins

Composer

Kenny Loggins Guy Thomas

Lyricist

Kenny Loggins Guy Thomas

Produced

Kenny Loggins Terry Nelson

Credit

Steve Woods - Keyboards Kenny Loggins - Acoustic guitar Guy Thomas - Electric guitar David Lindley - Electric slide guitar Freddie Washington - Bass Tris Imboden - Drums Michael Baird - Field snare Munyungo Jackson & Bill Summers - Caxixi, Shekere, Djn-Djun, Gunga-Degung, Bata, Djembe Kate Price & Terry Nelson - Background vocals Adult Choir - choir (with Arnold McCuller as choir director) Colors of Love - children's choir (with Nyna Shannon Anderson as choir director)

Released

September 10 1991

Streaming

[laswells-ashtray]

Ghost doesn't cutesy talk cats, he talks to them like other adult men and it's hilarious.

They're at a safehouse, and Ghost is listening to the radio, Price hears him talking to someone, and he's confused because both of his sergeants are conked out asleep.

So, he walks around the corner and finds Ghost sitting on a step with the radio playing and a stray kitten biting his laces while he talks to her. "I don't believe shoelaces constitute part of a balanced diet."

John just sits down on the step next to him and ignores how his knees click. "What's her name?"

"She's yet to disclose name or rank, but given that she's clearly smarter than those two through there, I'd say she's a lieutenant." He responds so dryly that John can't help but snort.

"Ah, I see. Making her way through the ranks at her young age, impressive." He leans forward to pet the kitten, flattening down the tuft of fur sticking up on her head.

"She's a hard worker, look at those paws. Grubby, she's been busy."

The kitten offers them a mewl in response, and he nods accordingly.

"She's stern, reminds me of Laswell."

That makes Ghost laugh.

[al4thea]

Price is so over it

[worms-for-brains]

Kate loves her wife’s cooking you cannot change my mind.

Kate: Have you ever seen a grown woman smile?

Kate: *smiles because her wife made her pot roast*

Kate: Now you have. Whenever I show emotion it shocks most of you-

The 141: 😨

[jeleynai]

This is the last one in the queue but do not fret, I am still obsessed and making more UwU

[mindie-arts]

More cod ponies✨

With pony ghost lore drop🫡✨ + Laswell

[bluegiragi]

limitations (part 1)

early access + nsfw on patreon

[felrija]

Sketch dump

[friendlessghoul]

Buster Keaton, Joe Roberts, Kate Price, Monte Collins, Wheezer Dell, Harry Madison, and Tom Wilson My Wife's Relations - 1922

[busterkeatonsociety]

This Day in Buster…July 3, 1922

Washington newspaper, The Evening Star reviews both “Domestic Relations” & “My Wife’s Relations” - all told it seems they much preferred Buster’s offering describing him as a “scream.”

[justbusterkeaton]

Buster Keaton and Kate Price in My Wife’s Relations 1922

[alchemyfreak321]

@giftober 2024 | Day 21: “Minimalistic” + Day 26: “One Gif”

[grabattheseballsss]

141 and their captain’s assistant

- it all started with a comment made by Laswell, she mentioned to John how tired he seems, how his eye bags are growing heavier each day passing

- she recommended him to get an assistant, John declined the offer and tried to get back to work, but laswell already made the call, she knew how annoying John can be when it comes to getting help

- then enters a pretty little thing, your hair in a messy bun, glasses neatly resting on your pretty face, short pencil skirt hugging your curves perfectly

- John couldn’t help himself from staring, gawking at you like some horny teenager

- the boys began seeing you scurrying around the base more often, the first to approach you was Johnny of course

- his deep voice partnered with his thick Scottish accent made you subconsciously bite your lip, staring up at him with your big doe eyes, you don’t even mean to, it’s just that more than half of the people in here were 6feet+

- Johnny’s flirtatious nature made you giggle, lightened up your day, but not your boss’

- every time the Scott decided to drop by your desk to accompany you, he’d get scolded by his captain

- “don’t need you distracting her from her job”

- “it’s her break, cap, plus, she’ a good lass, I’m sure she’s on top of…all her work” the scott would throw you a wink before his captain orders him to run laps around the base

- next came gaz, since he’s always visiting his captain’s office for reports, he saw you at the new desk in the captain’s office, the aura around you not matching anything in the dim, old and boring office, you gave him a slight smile before returning to your paperwork

- but gaz wasn’t going to let that be the end of your interactions no no

- he’d walk up to you in the mess hall, as you’re loading your plate up, striking a conversation with you, making last long enough for him to lead you to a table with his other teammates

- you shyly but politely sit down and introduce yourself to the masked man who sat opposite of you, his brown eyes staring into yours as his arms stayed locked, he just nodded and replied “ghost”

- you figured he’s not a social one, the Scot and the Brit both kept asking you questions, some may have been a bit intrusive but maybe they’re just being friendly !

- “so why ar’ ye here?”

“Kate laswell requested that I work for John price for a few months to ease the paperwork load on him”

- “I’m sure there’s a different kind of load he’s trying to get you to ease off of him”

- the three of your heads snap to the silent man, his brown eyes seemed to be crinkled, suggesting he was grinning or smirking underneath that mask

- “OI! LT’s got jokes, but he doesn’t mean anything by it” Johnny tried to reassure you, glaring at Simon as you looked down at your food

- you excused yourself as you made your way back to price’s office, you saw him still there, no signs of him moving at all “captain ? Did you eat today?” You asked sweetly

- oh what this man wouldn’t give to have the honours of eating you for every meal of the day, to have you sprawled on his desk, papers sticking to your sweaty skin, your chest rising and falling as you try to quiet yourself so nobody hears what your captain is doing to you

- “captain” fuck he’d love to hear you moan his rank, begging him to be gentle, but he knows deep down you’re a dirty girl and you want your “captain ?!”

- John snapped out of his daydream, he looked up at you, you were leaning to the side trying to check on him “have you eaten today?” You asked again, a worried look in your eyes

- John nods, not looking you in the eyes “yeah yeah” he cleared his throat as he tried to get back to work, but your soft, smaller hand stopped him from grabbing his pen, his brown eyes looked up, ab eyebrow raised as if to ask ‘what are you doing?’

- “I’m sorry, captain but I can’t allow you to get back to work if you haven’t had food” you stated, your body trembling as you stood your ground

- truthfully, price can easily launch you across the room with one arm, he knows his limits, and you’re nowhere near it, but you were right, he does need to eat, and although he wishes he could order you to spread your pretty thighs for him and let him have his fun, he doesn’t want to lose such a pretty sight so fast

- he let go of the pen, leaning back on his office chair “I haven’t brought any food”

“The mess hall still have some food there”

- “I don’t eat that rubbish”

“Well too bad, you need to eat”

- ooh… I guess his little kitty got claws now