#so I ordered my little dinner

[consolecadet]

Went to pick a friend up after his surgery in Boston and (this is common) he’s going to be getting out a lot later than we expected/planned, so I doordashed gf crepes to my car and am writing little bits of novel on my phone while I wait. I can see the crescent moon right from my window. All things considered, kind of chill?

[ultravioletbrit]

“close” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 558 words

“feast” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 14 - @noblehouseofgay

Regulus is standing in the doorway to the kitchen staring at James. He’s frozen and couldn’t move even if he wanted to. He keeps looking back and forth between the table and James, who’s standing in the middle of the kitchen looking more and more anxious by the second.

Regulus wants to say something, but he has no idea what to say and he’s so close to tears that if he opens his mouth, all that would come out would be an embarrassing sob. He’s already standing here like a frozen idiot; he doesn’t want to end up a blubbering mess on the floor also.  

“I… erm… sorry if this is weird… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable… you don’t have to stay… I just thought… erm… I’m not sure… maybe I wasn’t really thinking… this is too much, right?… I knew it… I didn’t mean… you can just…”

“Why?” Is all Regulus can get out to cut off James’ rambling spiral.

James stops abruptly and looks over at Regulus and they both shift their eyes to the table. There’s a nicer table cloth, two candles, and a small dinner—a chicken dish, rice, naan and hummus—that looks delicious, but was clearly not made by Effie.

“Erm… well, mom and dad went out tonight… and erm… Sirius went over to Remus’… so it’s just you and me for dinner.” He shrugs. “Erm… mom gave me some money for takeaway… but, I don’t know… I just thought this might be nice… but I know it’s too much.” James walks over to the table and reaches for one of the plates. “I’ll just take—”

“Stop!” Regulus shouts, a little too loudly. James startles and almost drops a plate, but Regulus’ feet seem to be working again and he’s in front of James in an instant. Regulus puts his hands on tops of James’, steadying the plate. “What is this?” Regulus says and he still sounds like he might cry. “Did you make this?”

James shrugs again. “I mean, it’s not a feast or anything. I can really only make the one thing. But I thought it might be nice. But if it’s too much or too weird or too soon, I can take it all away and order a pizza or—” James is saying all in one breath.

Regulus pushes up on his toes to cut him off with a kiss. “Don’t you dare take this away.” Regulus whispers when they break the kiss and tightens his grip on the plate so James can’t take it. “No one’s ever made me dinner before.” He can feel his bottom lip start to quiver and James gives him a curious look. “I mean, other than your mom, but those are family dinners. No one’s ever made me dinner. Just me.” And his voice final cracks and he makes an embarrassing whimper to protest when James takes the plate.

James chuckles fondly under his breath as he puts the plate on the table and takes Regulus into his arms. He lifts one hand to his cheek to brush away the tear that’s fallen.

“Well, I kind of, sort of like you.” James whispers as he wraps his arms around Regulus’ waist.

Regulus chuckles softly, “I kind of, sort of like you, too.” And he wraps his arms around James’ neck and pushes to his toes for another kiss.

[b4kuch1n]

hi! birthday. which means it's finally time t

yo what the itch store is fixed up now

damn what? I don't know where this came from. look all the comics I put on g*mr**d a year ago are back here again with all the formatting and typesetting by @fireflysummers as well as the exclusive bonus art wtf who did this. my werewolf comic on here too what the hells!! that one also got re-toned for printing if u want to AND an exclusive cover spread !!! what the fuck!!!!! come see for urself I can't make this shit up

[ryuseitai]

just rmbred today this old man regular customer said smtg like im 'moving up on [his] list' ok well. you are genuinely one o fmy least favorite customers. I DONT WANNA BE ON YOUR LIST

[obstinaterixatrix]

Also it looks like I’ll be taking ex-coworker out for pho this weekend, she’s never had it before :V if I’m being evil and strategic, I won’t tell her that it’s a cash only place so I can pay her back for the burger. but I suppose the fair thing to do is give her autonomy and fight over the bill on equal terms rather than having an unfair advantage.

[shima-draws]

To everyone messaging me in concern about icing my back: Do not fret!! By ‘direct contact’ I did not mean just slapping ice on my back lol I put it in a ziploc bag and then applied. But even that was a bit too cold so I used my shirt as an extra little barrier :’)

I’m probably gonna get one of those special little pillows with the beads inside that you throw in the freezer 🤔 Anyway thank you all for the kind messages and suggestions it means a lot!! Super glad there’s people out there that have experience with this kind of pain and know the best way to handle it

[grassbreads]

I feel like a solid third of my personal posts lately have mentioned lao gan ma but god the return of good chili oil in my daily life has made it so much better

[exopelagic]

okay I severely misjudged spaghetti guy he’s actually just really cool

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Month 7, day 2

So something happened to my computer while I was at work (I assume some kind of a power fart) that results in it automatically restarting due to a "problem" whenever I try to sign into it, which means no 3D work until I get that sorted out. For tonight, I return to that design I want to slap on a t-shirt! :D

I'm digging the thinner outline on Frey's silhouette, and also I decided to play with the magical effect on the bullet trail just because I could :)

[anaalnathrakhs]

i keep looking at posts like "i stopped a binge" "i prevented a binge" and all of them are like. "i waited until the urge went away". buddy. the urge doesn't go away. there's no urge. there's just nothing else to do. i don't have anything else to do. every time i stop eating no matter how long i sit with the feeling or not, i always go for more food because there is genuinely nothing else in my life. nothing is enjoyable anymore. the world sucks. no matter what i force myself to do it's the only positive thing i can ever find.

[wormsical]

the worlds smallest snail had just gone freak mode on an emergency room inducing sandwich

spins around too fast and has to go back to the emergency room

[alittlebitofrainbyyourside]

feeling extremely emo about the incredibly emo poetry I used to write.

[niobiumao3]

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[inbabylontheywept]

is a big hunk of bread, two pieces of cheese, a hotdog, and a sliced up cucumber a depression meal or just, you know, supper. peasantcore. etc.

[etirabys]

(the second paragraph is serious, but the analogy between the first and second paragraph is a shitpost)

Years ago I read an article (true or not I cannot say) about people whose meditation practice lets them function on less sleep. The catch is that you have to meditate as many hours as you take away. Huh, I thought at the time. If this is true, then people who meditate are able to do a function (memory consolidation? background processing of stuff?) while conscious that the body usually can't do unless it's unconscious.

I notice I was really really tired an hour ago (and mostly stopped writing/talking, which I'd been doing for much of the day) and am really really tired now, but spent that whole hour doing... er... it's hard to say. It involves being on my computer. It involves writing up and musing over the most interesting things that happened to me today. It involves rereading the words I wrote for my fiction project and sort of... getting used to their existence. I empirically wanted to do this more than sleep, which I wanted very much. I was barely on social media (I posted some of these thoughts and immediately switched my attention to reading/typing more thoughts) so I don't think it's an addiction thing. And after an hour of this I have a distinct relaxed / garbage-out feeling, like I've mentally caught up with my own day.

[stylishanachronism]

I just broke doordash so badly I had my concern escalated to the tech team