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naturalshocks · 7 months
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Graphite pencils, coloured pencils and a bit of ink on toned paper, A5-ish.
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xjustakay · 2 months
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✺ (3/2) ✺ @jegulus-microfic prompt: pool — 925 words
Regulus is sure he’s being unbearably obvious, but he’s three drinks past the point of maintaining his usual carefulness.
He hadn’t even wanted to come to this stupid ‘goodbye’ party. It was Sirius’ idea —a ‘send off’ even though all he’s doing is moving out of his and James’ place to move in with Remus instead. Any excuse for the lot of them to be obnoxious with their friends, evidently.
All of Regulus’ own friends have abandoned him. Pandora is glued to Lily’s side. Dorcas is chatting with Mary, Alice, and Frank. Barty and Evan made an appearance for free booze before mysteriously disappearing somewhere they probably shouldn’t be in a home that’s not theirs.
The point is, they’ve all left Regulus alone. Alone and just shy of fully drunk, staring glassy-eyed across the room. Or, rather, at a specific someone that’s there.
James and Marlene are on opposite sides of the pool table in the corner. They’ve been playing for the last twenty minutes, and Regulus has been watching from where he leans against the wall a handful of feet away for every one of them.
He’s gone seemingly unnoticed until he catches McKinnon’s eye as she steps out of James’ way so he can line up a shot. 
She quirks one light brow at him, the corner of her mouth ticking upward. She says something to James, but Regulus can’t hear it between the music, chatter, and distance between them.
When his eyes land on James again, they widen a fraction. Because James —half-bent over the table’s edge with his pool cue stick poised perfectly— is already looking back, a knowing grin stretched across his face. He doesn’t look away even as he takes his next shot.
It really shouldn’t be so attractive. It should not make Regulus feel like his knees can’t do their job suddenly, like there’s warmth pooling low in his stomach.
And yet.
God damn it.
He needs to be more drunk. Immediately. 
The issue with needing another drink is that he’d have to walk right by the pool table in order to get to the kitchen. He could make a break for it, maybe. Could take the long way around the back of the two couches, slink past people who he’s otherwise avoided up until this point.
James must have won the current game with his shot, if the way Marlene playfully punches at his shoulder is any indication. It offers Regulus an opening a moment later; Marlene is putting up her own stick, walking away to find her girlfriend, and James is distracted recollecting the balls from the pockets they’d sunk into to rerack them in the center of the table.
Regulus hurries, he does. He intentionally tries to be as fast as he can without calling too much attention to himself. Still, it doesn’t end up being enough.
“Do you want to play with me, Reg?” James calls over to him.
Regulus freezes, eyes widening slightly once again before he does his best to school his features. He swivels James’ direction, met with a smirk immediately. James knows exactly what he’s just said, it’s clear by the smug look on his face.
“What?” He wants to be embarrassed by the way the single syllable squeaks out his mouth, but. Three drinks too many, and all.
“Do you want to play with me?” Mischief shines bright in hazel eyes that flicker down then back up over where Regulus stands. When Regulus fails to be able to make his brain function enough to form words, James sweeps a hand toward the table in front of him. “Have you ever played pool before?”
“Yeah, I do— Have. I have.” Regulus grimaces faintly. That damn smirk has him squeezing his hands into fists at his sides. “Sirius showed me once. Doesn’t really interest me much.”
“No?” James cocks his head to the side, his amusement unrelenting. “Weird. I just thought since you were watching so intently you must be interested.”
Regulus’ cheeks burn and he prays momentarily for the floor to open up and swallow him whole. “I wasn’t watching you.”
James’ lips twitch further. “Didn’t say you were.”
“Well… good,” Regulus huffs. He goes to continue on his way to the kitchen, but doesn’t make it far.
“It’d be alright if you were.” James stares levelly at him when Regulus freezes a second time and slowly turns back to him. “Interested, I mean.”
Now, Regulus is on his way to drunk, yes, which maybe has shattered his inhibitions or his ability to think quite straight, but he’s definitely not stupid. He knows the game has changed, like the flip of a switch. It’s not pool that they’re talking about anymore, just like that.
Eyeing James carefully, Regulus braves a step nearer to the edge of the table that stands between them.
“And if I was?” He asks.
James sets his cue stick aside and comes around the end of the pool table. Regulus’ head tilts back a little as he comes close enough for the difference in their heights to be apparent. He hates that even that makes him feel something he’d typically ignore.
One hand pressed into the table’s edge closest to Regulus’ hip, James lets his gaze dart over his face, his lips curling upward again. Regulus feels the quickened beat of his heart in his throat, even as he lifts one dark brow in further question.
James smiles at him, bright, easy, and far, far too lovely. “Works out for me, seeing as I’m interested, too.”
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sennaverstappen · 5 months
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australian grand prix ♡ 2023
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hangingoffence · 2 years
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told myself to stop being a bitch and draw so i did this photo "study" without lineart
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ropasart · 8 months
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okultraoldmanyaoi · 4 months
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ariapmdeol · 3 months
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mikeylangelo · 11 months
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return of the old man yaoi 🔥
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w0lfwren · 6 months
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remember when ahsoka got announced and a bunch of articles dropped about lucasfilm wanting to explore her queerness and how that didn’t end up happening for ahsoka herself. where. hey where do you think. where do you think that queerness went maybe hey where d
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green-hoshi · 15 days
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Ravioli Ship Week Day Two - Sickfic/ Tender Care
“I won’t be home for lunch, don’t wait up.”
Link’s voice comes like a croak, and that was putting it lightly. Ravio rushes from the kitchen to block the way to the door. Link blinks at him slowly, unable to even muster a reaction. 
“Not like that you aren’t!”
Link thinks hard. Did he forget something? He pats at his hips where his sword is safely strapped on his belt. his bag is also dangling from his shoulder. Then, realization dawns on him.
“Sorry Bunny, I will be as quick as I can. I miss you already.”
And Link takes a step forward to kiss him. The merchant is flushed but stops him.
“No! Stupid hero! Look at you, you’re sick! You are not going anywhere!”
“It’s okay, I have my sword.”
Ravio squints at him.
“You don’t make any sense. The sword won’t help you when you collapse from exhaustion.”
“I mean, I could probably use the sword as a cane…”
Ravio sighs.
“...That’s not the point.”
Ravio leads him to their bed and tucks him in after helping him out of his boots. 
“But, what about the monsters in Lorule?” Link whines.
“Hilda and Zelda both have an army to do their bidding, I will make sure Sheerow informs them.”
After Yuga was defeated, Zelda and Hilda, being two powerful sorceresses, succeeded to create a sustainable portal between both of their worlds. It is nice to see the two kingdoms prosper from their new economic situation. Ravio is happy that he is not torn between his hometown and the life he shares with Link. But now Link also has two kingdoms to protect instead of one, and self-care is not really Link’s strong suit.  
“I want to protect your kingdom, Rav’. You can’t stop me from going.”
Ravio raises an eyebrow at him. 
“I literally just did, silly. I’m also locking the front door and keeping the only key.”
“Oh, for Nayru’s love, you are so smart.”
Link sounds so genuine that Ravio’s smirk disappears for a bashful and hard to contain smile.
“Alright, go to sleep already, the fever has you talking nonsense.”
“No, but it’s true. You’re so smart and pretty. I don’t tell you that enough. You’re amazing Bunny. You are the best—” 
He coughs loudly, Ravio winces at the nasty sound but strokes his boyfriend’s hair. Link leans into the touch.
“Aren’t you the sweetest? Let me take care of you for once, love.”
He leans to plant a kiss in his hair. Link feels himself melting and he is pretty sure it is not because of the fever.
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spaciebabie · 3 months
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for my birthday tomorrow i think springtrap should arrive ta my house in a giant present box and then live w/me forever and ever and forever after that and cuddle me every night for the rest of time. this should happen. are you hearing me universe
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hificrush · 1 year
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Hi-Fi Rush Chai Headcanons (Except I exaggerated his stupidity)
1) He can do a sick backflip but only when people aren’t watching
2) Couldn’t drive before the robot arm, still can’t drive after
3) Would cry (on the inside) if you told him you believe in his dream of being a Rockstar
4) Pets every dog/cat he sees, he has so many animal friends!!
5) His robot arm works in VR, idk how explain it but it does
6) Skates pretty good actually. Does a trick or two to impress people!! The third one usually ends with him getting too cocky and falling face down onto the pavement
7) Surprising resilient to pain. Guy fell through broken glass, fell from large heights, etc.
8) Took 808 to a cat cafe once so they could make friends, ended up being banned bc 808 tried using kung fu moves on a cat that pissed her off
9) Do not give him access to a hose, he will start spraying random things down. This includes, but not limited to, people, robots, drones dropping off packages, Kale walking by, CNMN (to help them get a clean slate for a new face), anybody 808/Peppermint is mad at.
10) WORLDS BEST BUTTON PRESSER!!! (He has blown up several facilities)
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THANK YOU FOR READING
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front-facing-pokemon · 9 months
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priincebutt · 3 months
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Hiiiiya all! Thank you to the lovely @hgejfmw-hgejhsf , @onthewaytosomewhere , @junebugclaremontdiaz , @indestructibleheart , @heybuddy-drabbles , @firenati0n , and @duchessdepolignaca03 for the tags!! I have had a DOOZY of a day writing-wise, and initially I was planning on taking @sparklepocalypse's advice that this doesn't specify WIP status, and posting a favorite line from a previous fic, but then I did a liiiiittle bit of writing for the marriage of convenience fic and got this lil paragraph that's got some fun angst and thought I'd just share that bc why not?
“Friends!” Henry laughs harshly, a brittle, frail thing that feels like broken glass. “Friends. Yes, of course. We’ll always be friends.” Henry’s nostrils flare as he inhales sharply, his chest deflating and his shoulders hunching, like maybe he can protect his heart despite it already being a pummeled mess. Henry runs a hand through his hair, tries to straighten up and gain some composure, but tears are threatening to spill, and he turns towards the door, not sure where he needs to go but knowing he needs to leave. He can’t watch Alex pack up the life they’d started making together, even if it had been built on a shoddy foundation.
Some good angst for you tonight <3 I'm going to tag @forever-fixating and also leave an open tag, because I feel like p much everyone has posted for the evening??? But feel free to post and tag me if you haven't yet!
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multiversal-pudding · 9 months
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Hey listen- I admittedly don’t have a direct source on this, but if I remember right, I think it was said somewhere that Liam took inspiration from the Resident Evil Series for his stuff?
And I double checked- RE8 came out. About the same time Pilot did, so assuming he played it RE 8 would’ve been pretty fresh in his mind during the post pilot rewrites
…So like.
*looks at Uzi Doorman*
*looks at Ethan Winter’s propensity for getting his hand mutilated, the fact he got tortured by cannibal southerners/a cannibal southerner*
*looks at Rose Winter’s thing about her mom having been someone actively involved in experimentation with some weird parasite mold thing that turns people into fucked up zombies/monsters and sometimes comes with strange and unnatural powers and how that later came into play with uh. Her*
*Looks back at Uzi Doorman*
*Looks at some of the later reveals about Ethan and Rose’s natures/their connections to the Parasite Stuff*
*Looks at Rose functionally turning out to be made of Parasite Stuff, Ethan finding out about why his hand kept growing back*
*Looks back at Uzi Doorman*
…Uh oh
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willthespy · 5 months
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eras tour solangelo?
what era? the great depression???
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