#eighty five

[masters-house]

Teema kneels before me for her portrait. She looks up at me with a passive, adoring smile. What have I done to deserve her? My beautiful childhood friend.

[redmulyacuties]

[nopeemi]

thinking about late nights with the amis

[r7inyz]

happy mci day *breakdances*

(this drawing is so ugly and i literally drew it in like 2 hours but OH WELL happy june 26th guys)

[kambingterhebat]

putting jerma in my calculator for jermotivation #slay

[madamshogunassassin]

Five Elements Ninjas (1982)

[aru-art]

jack black u would love the fnaf movie

[onehundredflamingos]

2 / fire / 512 words

@jegulus-microfic

I forgot to post this on the second, oops

“Is there a reason you’re staring at me, James?” Regulus asked from across the table, not bothering to look up from the newspaper he was reading.

James swallowed hard, not realizing how obvious he was about it — that regulus could sense his gaze.

“You’re just pretty, is all,” James said, and he tried to say it in jest, like he was teasing Regulus, but it came out in a whisper. Something reverent and adoring, and that was not what he intended.

Regulus hummed, finally looking up at James. “Is that why you watched me take every bite of my breakfast this morning?”

James felt his face flush, again unaware at how obvious he had been. He nodded his head weakly, clearing his throat. “Pretty mouth,” he said stupidly.

Really stupidly, because who the fuck would say something like that?

“You think so?” Regulus asked, pushing the newspaper away from himself. “Do you want to kiss me, James?”

Yes.

Absolutely, yes.

“What?” James asked instead, a bit baffled by the question, if he was being honest.

“Do you want to keep staring at my pretty mouth, or do you want to kiss me?”

Regulus looked expectant, so James stood up and made his way around the table, willing this not to be some kind of trick.

Trusting that Regulus wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t want it too.

The second James was standing in front of Regulus, he dipped down and pressed a kiss to his lips, something soft and gentle in a way that completely betrayed how hungry the touch made him.

James made to pull away, respectful in spite of himself, but Regulus was deepening the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly against James’ and holding him in place.

The intensity sent fire through James’ veins, want coursing through him instantly at the press of Regulus’ tongue against his own, before the feel of Regulus’ hand on his chest sent him back a few inches.

James reluctantly pulled back and looked at Regulus, unsure about what was happening, unhappy about the distance.

“Now leave me to read the paper,” Regulus huffed, reaching for the newspaper on the table once more, but James knew now that the desire wasn’t one sided. That his pining wasn’t in vain as he had always thought.

James placed a hand atop the newspaper, tutting softly as he continued to look over at Regulus. “I think you want my pretty mouth just as badly,” James said, grinning.

“Is that so?” Regulus asked, looking down at James’ mouth. One side of his mouth was tipped up in a secret smile, and James knew he wouldn’t turn his proposition down.

“Do you want to keep staring at my pretty mouth, or do you want to kiss me?” James asked, throwing Regulus words back at him.

Regulus let a soft laugh slip past his lips, one that James was immediately diving in and capturing with his own, content to spend the entirety of the morning doing just that.

Regulus seemed to have no qualms about doing just that, newspaper be damned.

[menlove]

just saw one hand clapping. linda 🫶

[daily-pearl-doodles]

Wanted to try drawing drawing with an eraser today

(day eighty five)

[crepesuzette2023]

I know: Linda. But just look at the outline of his legs.

[javelinbk]

PAUL MCCARTNEY singing ‘Nineteen Hundred and Eighty Five’. From ‘One Hand Clapping’ (1974)

[redmulyacuties]

[lynchianightmare]

So which one is it?

[komododraggggqueen]

[vanillayoteart]

85% Cooler

Something for radtoast from my weekly streams! 85% and counting heck yeah! Mirror Post