I am SUPER bored of my hair right now, which has been in some variation of this cut for the past three years, more or less, an almost absurdly long time for me [WAIT, correction: with the exception of 2 pixies, I’ve had the short-sides-and-back, curly top look since 2011 SIX YEARS, jfc]. So I’m giving a little bit of a grow-out a try, and while I’m searching for inspiration my mind keeps stumbling back to Seb’s kind of greasy, shoved-back, not-quite a bob hair like this:
It’s perfect! It’s great! There’s still a little volume, and I could tuck it behind my ears, but the back isn’t too bedraggled. But then I remember that given the opportunity, my hair will look like this even after hours pulled up in a bun:
and I think, self, you’re probably better off aiming lower, say just-back-from-the-dead Jon Snow.
fuck google honestly,,,, you type in “_____ reference” for literally any body part to draw and it pulls up 5000 photos of the same boring mayonnaise models with the same body types with the same eye shape and color pulling the same poses where is the D I V E R S I T Y
But something in the way you look at him keeps him rooted to the spot, makes something twist and turn in his belly, makes him want to kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. Instead, he leans forward, crowding you further against the wall, eyes half-lidded and wanting.
He’s so close he can feel your breath fan against his lips, and the way you blush drives him wild when he brushes his lips against yours, slow and hesitant, asking for permission despite the way he teases you. You grunt, and you tangle your fingers in the front of his jacket, pulling him closer until he finally slants his mouth over yours. He doesn’t stay though, and he smiles when your breath hitches in your throat as he pulls back.
He presses a quick succession of soft kisses against your lips, then, never pressing too hard, never lingering, and he keeps his eyes open to watch the way you react to him, the way you tilt your head towards him, chasing every kiss. Finally, you wrap your arms around his neck and surge forward, kissing him as hard and as deeply as you can, mouth warm and pliant under his own.
He nearly melts under your touch, but he stops resisting, finally giving in to what you’d both wanted for so long.
I really want to know what you'd do with 35 (gallya obviously. Do i even need to specify?) I'll even beta this if you want ;)
35 “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”
Gaby hates to admit that Illya looks good in his uniform. She hates it and how perfectly it fits him, compliments his serious exterior. She hates the uniform and for a moment she even hates Illya for looking so good in it.
“You can take it off now,” Gaby points out and turns her gaze away from it.
Illya takes the hat away, throws it on a chair.
Gaby imagines rye fields in Russia, just before harvest. The golden waves under the blue sky. Like his hair and eyes. She doesn’t want to mix that Illya to this uniform.
“Just take it off,” Gaby huffs, knowing perfectly well it’s just fabric and buttons. But she fears that the medals KGB has pinned on him somehow leach through the thick fabric, change him.
His hands open the belt so slowly Gaby huffs again, frustrated and anxious.
“You heard me. Take. It. Off,” she snaps and stares at him.
She can see his posture tensing up when she gives order. But his fingers still open the belt. Then the golden buttons, one by one. He sets the pieces on the chair, neatly like he always does, and Gaby doesn’t deny that from him. Not anymore when slowly he starts to look like her Illya again.
I never saw the problem with adopting out younger spirits until I saw that post you made. Thank you for opening my eyes!!! I do want to know what age you believe is appropriate to adopt a spirit at.
It can depend on the spirit’s culture, some do have different ages where they are considered legal adults. However, if you don’t know the culture at all, I would say the spirit should be at least 18 or older. ~Mod Moon
It seems to me
the hight of desirability
is a lady with stunning
streaming from a head
i am sure
that fair headed ladies
are just as beguiling
to other men
but it’s the auburn
that makes my blood burn
however it seems
that there is a disconnect
between what the eyes want
and what makes the heart pant
for as stunning as
a lofty blonde
or scarlet may be
the dont snare me
in their nets
i only ever fall in love
with short brunettes