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know-it-all-freak · 6 months ago

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Some Paul pics I found during the weekend. The first one is from the Inside Wiltshire Twitter account and is from the Chalke Festival last week and the other two are from Comic Con Yorkshire's Facebook page. (The last two were taken by the photographer Stu Whitaker.)

❤️Happy McGann Monday!❤️

He is so handsome and ador(k)able! 🥰

#Paul McGann #my love #looking handsome as always #he is a cute and adorable dork #Paul's tongue needs its own tag #as silverfoxstole says #McGann Monday

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ultravioletbrit · 1 month ago

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“bag” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 506 words

James is at the front of the queue and the person before him has just finished paying for their items.

“Have a nice day.” Says the most beautiful voice James has ever heard.

The other person leaves and James freezes because that beautiful voice belongs to the most beautiful man. He’s gorgeous. He has stunning pale, blue eyes that almost look silver and they’re staring directly at James and James feels like—

“Sir?” There’s that voice again. “Sir?... Sir?” … Oh, the voice is talking to him.

“Oh!... Sorry… I erm…” James steps forward. “Here’s my… yes… my erm…” James puts his items on the counter, but he stumbles and drops the toothpaste. “Shit… sorry…erm…” He picks it up and hands it to the man.

The man reaches out his hand and… it’s lovely. Slender and elegant with long graceful fingers; James wonders briefly if he might play the piano or—”

“Sir?” The man chuckles and James realizes they’re both holding the toothpaste because James never let go.

“Sorry…” James quickly drops his hand. “I didn’t mean… erm… I… sorry”

“That’s alright, Sir.” The man sounds very amused. “How will you be paying today?”

“Oh… ehh… yes… erm… here.” James hands over his credit card.

The man takes his card and smiles at James when they make eye contact. “Thank you, Sir.”

That smile, those eyes… and if he calls James ‘Sir’ one more time, James might literally melt through the floor and—

“Would you like a bag, Sir?”

“God, damn it.” James sighs… he definitely didn’t mean to say that out loud.

“Sorry?” The man tries to stifle his laughter.

“No!... I didn’t mean… erm… what?”

“A bag. I asked if you’d like your items in a bag?”

“Oh… erm… sure… a bag… that’s erm… yes… bag… please.” James fumbles and the man doesn’t hold back his laughter.

James groans and drops his head in embarrassment which only makes the man chuckle more. James lifts his head slightly and makes eye contact with him. His laughter fades into a soft smile and they stare at each other for a moment. James sighs softly and thinks, he’s already made a fool of himself, what’s he got to lose?

“Erm… would you… do you maybe… erm… is—"

“Would you like to get coffee next door in about half an hour?” The man interrupts.

“Huh?”

The man chuckles again. “I have a break in half an hour. Do you want to get coffee with me? And maybe, potentially string together enough words to make a full sentence.” He smirks.

James sighs and drops his head. He’s usually much better at this but this man completely stupefied him. James takes a deep breath to pull himself together and looks back up.

“I’m sorry about that.” James tells him. “I’d love to get coffee with you.” James smiles brightly.

“Well look at that; two sentences already. We’re off to a good start.” They both chuckle. “I’m Regulus.” He holds out his hand.

“James.” He shakes his hand.

“I’ll see you in half an hour, James.”