#Pinces!!

[silverpsychedelic]

Very slowly been chipping away at this for like three weeks since work has been taking up all of my energy

[7ringsinhand]

go watch the new fesh pince right fucking now it’s literally the same quality as the first two

[aithusarosekiller]

PoA Remus always having a vase of stargazer lilies on his desk that seem to be magically preserved

Him also carrying around a fountain pen he'd carved a hoof print, rat print, and dog print into back at school but the dog paw has been scratched off for a long time now

[19kitsch]

He was handsome 😮‍💨 from the depth of his eyes 🥰 to the gentle expressions of his voice. 🔥baby Nico is so pookie ❤️

[tgcg]

one of the first ones i ever did and never finished and no longer remember the purpose of, enjoy

[ladypriere]

callout post

Philip Banks wants to:

empty the banks

fill our streets with banks

run a bank-making operation out of his banks

[under-loch-n-key]

Done with my Golden Pince-Nez Sherlock & Co. art!! I am pretty proud of the "early morning but not-quite-so-bright" lighting. Some lines and shading are messy and a bit wonky, but oh well, I am pretty happy with it overall. It was really fun to do.

I just loved the cathedral scene and John's monologue so much that I had to draw my version of it.

Anyway, I hope you lot enjoy!! 💛💛💛

[thefisherqueen]

“Holmes and I sat together in silence all the evening, he engaged with a powerful lens deciphering the remains of the original inscription upon a palimpsest, I deep in a recent treatise upon surgery. Outside the wind howled down Baker Street, while the rain beat fiercely against the windows.“

What is better to sit and read inside with good company, while storm and rain blasts the windows. Love this little passage of domestic bliss.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 1 - Astrology

@jegulus-microfic July 1, Word count 789

James was sitting at the back of the library, hidden from the majority of the other students so he could concentrate on his homework. 

He had his star chart out and was using it to complete his divination homework. Astrology, he decided, was a load of rubbish. So far, his prediction was telling him that soon there would be a strain on his friendships because of the way the Leo moon was leaning or something like that. He checked the charts again but couldn’t find the flaw in his workings. It also said he had to learn when to hook, whatever that meant. 

He scribbled down a bit more and put down his quill. Someone walked past his table, pausing for a second to look at his parchment and scoffed at his work. James looked up to see who’d been so rude, and there stood Sirius’s little brother, Regulus Black. 

“And why might I ask are you scoffing at my homework?” He leant back in his chair and raised an eyebrow at him, copying the way Sirius did it. Regulus’s eye twitched, but the rest of his face gave nothing away. 

“Divination is a waste of time. Why on earth did you take it? Also,” He added, bending slightly over the table to point something out. James stilled, he’d never been this close to Regulus before. He’d never noticed the elegant way his neck swooped down to his shoulders or the perfect beauty of his alabaster skin. He was so lost in lustful thoughts that he never thought he’d have, that he almost missed what Regulus was saying. He immediately focused on Regulus’s words. 

“You’ve predicted this incorrectly.” Regulus pointed at the last part of his prediction. James leaned forward to look closer at it. Trying to ignore the way his heart sped up when he inhaled Regulus’s scent. 

“What’s it supposed to be?” He asked, his voice only slightly squeaky.

“And why would I tell you that?” Regulus sneered at him.

“Because you pointed it out,” James replied, his eyes locked on the way Regulus’s plump lips were curling up at the corner. 

“How will you ever learn if I do your work for you, Potter?” Regulus asked, his eyes dancing with wickedness. 

His hand was right beside James’s. All he’d have to do was reach out with his fingers and they’d be touching. Regulus must have thought he was trying to figure out his mistake because he huffed impatiently when James took too long to figure it out. “Oh for Salazars sake. Here look.” He traced the star chart with his slender fingers and then flipped through James’s divination textbook and landed on a passage. “It’s duck not hook. You have to learn when to duck, and with that monstrous head of yours, Potter, it is a skill you should learn quickly.” Regulus suddenly ducked his head as if demonstrating. But before James could react to the movement, an ink well hit him square in the forehead, splattering ink all over his face, robes and, most annoyingly, his homework. 

“Oops, sorry, James. I was aiming for Reggie,” Sirius waved at him from across the library, disappearing when Madam Pince came to investigate the noise. 

Regulus whipped out his wand and cleared away the mess in one fluid wave. By the time Madam Pince had stormed towards them, Regulus was sitting in the seat next to James pointing out Saturn’s trajectory. 

“What’s going on here?” She scowled at them. 

“Potter here is incorrectly using his star chat and I am teaching him the way it should be utilised, Madam Pince. I’m sorry were we being too loud?” He said it in such a way as though daring her to question his story. 

“Not at all, Mr Black, please carry on,” She turned on her toes and left them to it. 

Regulus pulled out a book from his bag and settled in. 

“Get on with it then, Potter. I’ll check it over once you’re done.” James stared at him, completely bewildered. 

“Why?” 

“Because I’m feeling charitable. Now hurry up, you have exactly one hour of my time, so make it count.” Regulus went back to reading his book. James picked up his quill again and began working on his homework. Marvelling at the companionable way they were sitting. He relaxed and finished his homework in record time, only making three mistakes that Regulus quickly corrected. 

Regulus sat with him often after that at the same desk, either completing his own homework or simply reading his current book. It took weeks for their fingers to brush as they reached for the same textbook. Their eyes had met and James knew Sirius would probably never forgive him for what happened next. 

[doctor-bodacious]

Melody, you gotta kick that wizard's BUTT!

[gargantuan-wizard]

the wonders of technology

[yloiseconeillants]

MAN-

[finalproblem]

Hooray! It's un-lost!

[notecapn]

people wearing glasses? gotta be one of my favourite genders