#elevator chats

[onehundredflamingos]

@jegulus-microfic

21 / miracle / 764 words

Sirius’ apartment was in a high rise and it was always such a bitch to get to, up thirty floors in a shoddy elevator. Regulus avoided it as often as he could, but he tried to go over once a month or so, since every other time they got together was at Regulus’ apartment.

Either way, Sirius always put in so much effort, so Regulus figured the least he could do was show up once in a while.

“Can you hold the elevator!”

Regulus looked up, prepared to jut his arm out and keep the doors from closing, to be sure the man running directly for it would be able to make it in, until he saw that it was James Potter, of all people.

He didn’t want to be stuck going up thirty floors with that man.

“Sorry!” Regulus called out, watching as the doors began to slide shut, but of course they weren’t fast enough.

“God, Reg,” James said, panting. The doors slid shut directly behind him, so Regulus couldn’t even get out of the thing to escape. “You couldn’t have just held the door open for me?”

James sounded pissed.

“You could have caught the next one,” Regulus said sweetly.

“The thing takes like ten minutes each way,” James huffed, still trying to catch his breath.

“That’s not my problem, James,” Regulus argued. “You could have taken the stairs.”

“It’s like four hundred steps to his floor, Regulus.”

Regulus pursed his lips. “Is it? It’s honestly a miracle you can count that high.”

“What is your problem, Regulus?”

Regulus shrugged. “I don’t know, I just don’t like you.”

“You sure about that?” James asked, suddenly crowding Regulus’ space. “I feel like there must be another reason you never want to be around me.”

“Hmm, no,” Regulus assured him. “It’s just that. I have no use for you, James.”

James flashed a cocky grin, boxing Regulus in, one arm on either side of his head. Regulus looked at the numbers on the panel — twenty-one floors left to go.

He was sweating under James’ heavy gaze.

“No use, huh?” James asked, coolly — fucking with Regulus.

Regulus licked his lips.

“N-no use,” Regulus confirmed, a bit breathless this time. “Now move away.”

Seventeen floors left, and James wasn’t moving.

“I never noticed this little freckle here,” James said, moving his arm down, running the pad of his finger along Regulus’ jaw. Settling it halfway to his chin, on a faint pinprick of a freckle that even Regulus missed half the time.

Regulus swallowed thickly. “I’m not surprised, with those coke bottle glasses you wear,” he retorted, reaching up to tap the glasses in question with a fingernail, just to prove his point. The back of his fingertips brushed against James’ cheek bone with the gesture, sending a shiver down his entire body.

He felt like his hand was frozen in space and time.

“And your eyes… the grey is almost blue,” James continued, gaze flicking from one eye to the other and back.

Twelve floors left.

Regulus didn’t know if he should pull his hand down or flip it over, press the pads of his fingers to James’ cheek, when all at once, James was pulling away. He dropped his hands to his side, backing up and leaning into the far side of the elevator, smirk firmly on his face.

“Too bad you have no use for me, you’re really quite pretty, Regulus.” James purred, as if he knew it would prick every inch of Regulus’ skin with goosebumps.

“Too bad,” Regulus agreed, weakly.

They stared back at each other for several beats too long — eight floors left to go.

Regulus’ fingers were twitching, itching to reach back up and rest his palm to James cheek, run his fingers along the seam of his lips. James’ eyes followed the motion, snapped his gaze up to Regulus’ parted lips, to his hungry eyes.

“I might,” Regulus began. His heart was beating so fast. He faltered, not knowing if he should stand up straight and steel his resolve — look away and pretend the temperature of the elevator wasn’t suddenly through the roof, but James made the decision for him.

“Have a use for me after all?” He asked with a shit eating grin on his face, the bastard.

“You know wha—,” Regulus began, but his words were cut off, lost in James' mouth, tangled between their tongues. James rested his hands along Regulus’ hips, and for the final eight floors, Regulus was so grateful for the glacial pace of the rickety elevator.

[vaguely-concerned]

'the hissing wastes suck' wow what a way to admit you've never experienced the joy of listening to iron bull wax archaeologic about ancient dwarven building techniques

[doppelcoworker]

> [ He's lying down in a hospital bed, the soft mattress cushioned his back as he remained lying unconscious. How long had he been out? ]

> [ Was he okay? Obviously not, but it's always the first thing that comes to one's mind when they see someone injured. ]

> [ The last thing he remembered seeing was a brief look at his friend, tendrils reaching out before he was out cold. ]

> [ He is covered in bruises. ]

> [ Would you like to say something to him? ]

"……"

[xxplastic-cubexx]

adding 'tentacles are in the walls' to my list of vague x mansion facts

(X-Men #25)

[bixels]

someone got carried out by a hot fireman huh

I wish.

[serpentface]

HAUNTING PHOTO TAKEN SECONDS BEFORE DISASTER

[peachsukii]

Going to a concert on a Thursday night in your 30s is humbling as hell 😂 but the Baby Metal show was worth it!!

[kindergarten2-hsau]

HEY YOU!!

Are you an Elevator Hitch, Kindergarten 2, Deltarune, or YTTD fan?? Are you lonely, and in search of a silly online friend group??

Well, I urge you to join The Lemonade Stand discord server!!!

It's a silly hang out server where we chat and talk about our interests, and host fun game nights and events!! If you've been feeling lonely this Summer, we'd love to have you here!!

It's also very small, so it's not overwhelmingly large

YOU SHOULD TOTALLY JOIN!!! :D The link is below:

https://discord.com/invite/bXcKp5Kb

If the link doesn't work, let me know!

Here's a Cotag drawing for the Elevator Hitch fans and a Cindy HSAU drawing for the Kindergarten fans :D

[restlessreveries]

It's been over half a year since I last played Satisfactory, but the sound of a power network shutting down still triggers the flight or fight response something fierce.

Anyway, 1.0 RELEASE LET'S GOOOOOOO!!!

[mellonyheart]

Card: The Barber or Horroville

Chat: The Angels(3) - What Started it All

Damned straight.

If Nightbringer is anything, it's way nicer to Mammon. It's almost like they realized that constantly throwing insults at him wasn't that funny anymore. He's still a clown. They still tease and heckle him. But it's been really good to break the mold and be nice once in a while.

[thelibrarybat]

Of course I would have to get head-over-heels into something that only has 19 English-language fics on Ao3

[cyrusthemagician]

Bugs when u lift up a rock

[katabay]

top 5 fandoms?

oooh, okay! so my top 5 to hang out in (which is not necessarily the same as stuff I draw fan art of, but ones where I’ve gone to group meet ups at conventions, attended watch parties/events for, actively seek out the tags for on twitter, etc) are probably

-Kamen Rider

-the bitter Sam fan side of SPN

-DMBJ

-Pacific Rim

-Guardian/Zhen Hun or the Yakuza franchise

[doppelcoworker]

"Was this how our fight looked like…? @c0worker-bryce @greatestcoworker ?"

[xxplastic-cubexx]

sequel to my other post about erik's plastic cube jail you can tell days of future past is The Divorce Movie because for eriks concrete prison that shit is absolutely NOT wheelchair accessible like charles is NOT visiting this man !!!!!!!

[herrlindemann]

Till and Paul, Poland ❤️