#sunny afternoons

[coolasakuhncumber]

Found this sneaky park between Forrest Lodge and a glebe to read in while waiting for a mate

[dreamldy]

IRENE Sunny Afternoon @ 240802 FANCON (cr. 배추현).

[viatafrumoasa-lifebeautiful]

Memories. Golden sunlight streaming through golden leaves. Vibrant orange and gold berries clinging tenuously to other leaf-bereft branches. Squirrels scampering cheerfully across sidewalks, carrying their winter's food to random and often forgotten larders...mom walking carefully and slowly, but drinking in the sights and smells of the great outdoors before she would deem it too cold to venture more than a nose and maybe two feet outside the front door. Memories. Ephemeral things we will treasure when they are all we have. Memories.

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

My bf offered me a dress...It's giving "I'm waiting for Mr.Darcy to come and utter his unyielding love for me"

[jvstinderosa]

You were made to carry the light

[tofreezetime]

darkness is where light is, and where light isn't

[oldfarmhouse]

https://quietminimal.com/explore-farmhouse-kitchen-color-schemes/

[chicshinm]

wrasslin’

[gina025]

Homey vibes

[lovehina019]

[uwhe-arts]

a january day . . . | uwhe-art

[coolasakuhncumber]

King Street and my love of terrace architecture

25/9/23

[gbiechele]

A Summer Afternoon

Yashica Yashinon-DX 28mm f/2.8

Sony A7

[nobeerreviews]

Taken everything I've got, all I've got's this sunny afternoon.

-- Ray Davies

(Bad Säckingen, Germany)

[mrchill]

Loue et les fleurs © Chill · +

[lulublack90]

Prompt 20 - Athlete

@wolfstarmicrofic August 20, word count 427

Previous part First Jegulus part

Effie insisted that they stay for dinner. She’d already got a leg of lamb for the occasion and had begun prepping. None of them dared argue with her. 

They ended up in the garden. Sirius and James kicked about the old football towards the goals that were still set up from James’s childhood, while Regulus and Remus discussed books that they’d both read. 

Sirius stood no chance against the athlete that was James Potter. That man ran for pleasure, a total nutcase in Sirius’s opinion. But he tried anyway and managed to score two goals to James’s ten before he collapsed on the grass, laying his head in Remus’s lap. His boyfriend reached down automatically and stroked Sirius’s hair. 

“So how about it then Reg?” Remus asked, carrying on with the conversation they were having before Sirius came over. Sirius opened his eyes and looked up at the pair. 

“How about what?” He asked Remus. He was beginning to learn that Regulus and Remus had a strange connection, and it usually ended up with him as the butt of their little joke, so he was, of course, wary of what they were plotting.  

“I wanted to know if Regulus wanted to help out in the café a couple of times a week while he gets himself settled and figures out what he wants to do.” 

“It was just an idea,” Regulus said quietly, twisting his fingers anxiously. Sirius reached over and grabbed his hand, stilling him. 

“I’d love that,” He said earnestly, just as a sweaty James came up to them and planted a sloppy kiss on his brother’s face. 

“Eww, Potter, we were having a moment!” Sirius kicked out at him. 

“So were we,” James grinned at Sirius, releasing his hold on Regulus’s face, only to grab him up in his arms and sling him over his shoulder. “Come on, love, let me show you my childhood bedroom,” Regulus just let him do it to Sirius’s surprise. He just shrugged and reached down to swat at James’s arse as he was carried into the house. 

“I really hate that,” Sirius groaned, curling closer to Remus. 

No, you don’t,” Remus replied, patting his head and opening the book that had appeared out of thin air. Remus was right. In fact, he was happy that James and Regulus had found each other and that he had a brother again. He sighed, relaxing into Remus’s lap as his fingers continued to card through his curls and the summer sun warmed his skin. He wished he could stay there forever.

Final Wolfstar part