Yes, The Lights Add Onto The Holiday Card Feel(now I’m Back In The Christmas Spirit Damn It).

Imagining young Price being conflicted about his feelings for Nikolai and, to deal with these newfound and strange feelings, turns into a sassy, jerk-ish little shit that does everything in this power to push the Russian away(little does he know, said Russian can read him like a book and finds his actions endearing).

A short tibbit since it’s 2 in the morning and I can’t sleep, but I think Price and Nik take snow days as a day to relax and be around each other, whether they be on base or at home.

On base, Nik will come into Price’s office with some tea and his favorite snacks, and they’ll sit together and talk or just bask in each other’s presence.

At home, they’re in their cozy pj’s and they’re on the couch watching something. Or maybe they’re reading books to each other while the heat creates a soothing warmth that makes Price melt into Nik’s side and makes Nik bend to accommodate Price in a comforting way.

Point is, they both like being warm in the Winter, but having each other beside them is even better.

WEAK😭

Price walks up to Nik while he's sitting on the sofa, kicks Nik's knees apart as he's shucking his shirt off, chucks a pillow on the floor between Nik's feet. Nik thinks he's about to get head, grins, tucks his hands behind his head and leans back, so ready for a lazy Sunday blowjob.

Ha, nope!

Price slumps his arse on that pillow, back to the sofa and taps his bare shoulder. "Work this knot out for me, love."

Nik flops his head back with a soft chuckle before leaning in to rub Price's shoulders, nuzzling a kiss to his crown. "Of course, solnyshko."

Price's chin drops to his chest as Nik works, legs splayed, arms flopped between his thighs, eyes closed. He's in heaven. Nik can sort his boner out later.

Obsessing over the idea of AgeGap!NikPrice where Nik(32) meets Price(22) when he’s coming to assist on a mission and sees the sergeant mouthing off to his Captain with little fear and a lot of audacity and saying something about how he “looked like he had a tumor of his nose”(he’d broken it a few days ago), and that he should just “let him lead” because he wouldn’t be able to “see around his second head”(which earns him toilet duty later).

And from that day forward, the criminal pilot was infatuated with the snappy Brit. His confidence, his whit, especially his lack of care for authority. He was headstrong and mouthy, and he definitely had the strength to back it up, and Nikolai could admire that.

He didn’t start to love him until one day when he’d said something that got the sergeant riled up and punched him in the nose. Apparently, commenting on how pretty his eyes were was somewhat of a death wish in John’s world, but Nik soon thought otherwise when he caught the sergeant’s freckled ears turning red and his cheeks a light shade of pink.

..and I can’t bring myself to finish this.. ran out of ideas. Someone help me please!!!! @homosexualgirlandbags any ideas stinker?😓

The weekend is upon me and suddenly all my depressive thoughts are being replaced by ones of clarity and happiness.

Hallelujah, thank you Jesus.

He’d fucked up.

He’d fucked up by thinking he could love, by thinking he could actually have something so warm and soft in his big calloused hands, by thinking he’d be able to shield and protect the soul that’d been bound to his ever since he met the man who carried it in a bar after a botched mission.

He fucked up when he let the man’s oblivious and quick-witted charm work its way into his— what he thought was dead— heart, when he got his contact info and the two stayed on the phone from dusk to dawn seven days a week.

He fucked up when he showed his helicopter to him for the first time, let a sliver of himself and his passions show to the blue eyed brit and almost burst with happiness when it was accepted and praised instead of shunned.

He fucked up sticking around for so many years and getting to know the man inside and out; what made him tick, what expression or gesture meant what emotion, what he liked and disliked, what got him to sing his name like a praise,. It was all a mistake.

Because now, here he was with that same man’s upper body cradled to his torso and his head pressed into his chest, hands desperately trying to hold together his temple and put back pieces of his skull which was splattered on what felt like every surface it could reach.

“Милый. Мой мир».” Nik muttered, voice uncharacteristically shaky and pained as he pressed his forehead to John’s. “Мне очень жаль. Джонатан, прости меня.”

Blue eyes stared up at him in response, though where they once held light, now held a cold dullness.

He’d fucked up by opening his heart, especially with the enemies he’s made throughout the years. And now, he’s forced to live with the consequences of daring to bring something precious into the cruel reality.

This is just.. *chef’s kiss*🤌🏾🤌🏾

messing around with simon's face again...

I wanna post smth before Christmas but can’t think of anything😩😩 any ideas??

Ooh, this seems like fun! I tried adding my own but it wouldn’t let me(darn!)>:(

Passing it on though!: @eevee-of-eternity @devil-in-hiding @jask-does-stuff @on-a-lucky-tide @tacticalprincess @valiants @shyravenns

Go crazy!!(or remain sane, your choice^^)

Thank youu @ameliafromafairytale for the tag!!

I was tagged to list 5 items in my bedroom and let y'all vote what you'd steal :0

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Cosmic brownies are fucking DELISH when no one’s in your ear telling you otherwise👌🏾🤤