Fyi I Do Not “crush” I Experience Violent, All-consuming Devotion And Yearning That Leaves Me Physically

A little break before we go on with Nikto

Masterlist

Idea! Autistic Ghost and a Price who over the years has tried to get him stimming properly.

Like Simon used to get yelled at bare minimum if he stimmed, so naturally he suppressed it

Meanwhile over the years price has been subtly encouraging stims, trying to get Simon unmasking

Like Simon running his fingers along like a vest that price had, enjoying the texture and price is just like... He can have that, I'll get a new one

Or tired Simon making a stimmy noise without thinking and price doesn't question it just like "Mhm yeah"

The missiles are very eepy

Twitter saw it first because I always forget to share my artworks on tumblr too, sorryyyy 🧍🏽‍♀️

what were meant to be stickers for the call of booty event </3 still love em tho

price with reader who never got much attention as a kid/growing up??

very self indulgent but hear me out. price is a lover man. he takes his time for his partners, gives them what they need, even if he's busy. you on the other hand are simply used to being put aside, people only listening to you half heartedly, not looking at you and getting distracted when you talk, other things were always more important than you and you felt that. you got used to it, it's normal to you.

but when you're with price he's the total opposite. he looks at you intently when you talk (if not hes leaning his head towards you so he hears you better), putting things down when you ask him something - hes attentive. he listens. and its absolutely strange to you, it makes you feel flustered, kinda watched. at some point you ask him why hes looking at you like that, the tv running in the backround. he furrows his eyebrows at you, with a confused chuckle. "what do you mean, love?"

"you're starin' at me." you accuse him, your cheeks getting hot.

"you're talkin' to me. where else would I be looking?" he jokes with a soft chuckle, wondering what the hell you're on about.

"your show's on." you say, gesturing to the tv. he looks at you like youve got three heads.

"I'm listening to you, love."

Nightwing: I wish I was an only child again..

Red Hood: and I wish I was dead again..

Nightwing *looks at him*

Red Hood *preparing to be scolded*

Nightwing:

Red hood:

Nightwing:

Nightwing *quietly*: damn never mind forgot I had more siblings *walks away*

Red Hood:

Red Hood: Was he- were you actually considering killing me-

Some more ghostprice for brenna! Thanks for waiting 😮‍💨⚡️

Commission for @forsaire !

slutty simon (he doesn’t pose)

— Frank Bidart, from "The War of Vaslav Nijinsky";

Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016