#the idiots are already in love !!!

[ultravioletbrit]

“train” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 336 words

James has his arms around Regulus’ waist and he’s slowly kissing his cheeks, his forehead, his lips, his nose.

“James.”

“Yes, love?”

More kisses.

“James.” Regulus says with a small laugh.

“Mmm hmm?” James doesn’t stop his kisses.

“James, I have to go, or the train will leave without me.” Regulus says, but makes no attempt to pull away.

“Good.”

“James.”

“Don’t go. I’m going to miss you too much.” James pouts.

“You want me to skip my last year because you’re going to miss me too much?” Regulus asks.

“Yes. I’m glad we’re finally on the same page.” James goes back to his kisses.

“James.” Regulus says one last time. James sighs and stops his kissing but doesn’t let go of Regulus’ waist. “We’re going to write all the time. I’m going to see you in Hogsmeade in two months. You’re going to come to all my matches–”

“I know. But it’s not the same.” James says in a sincere tone as he tucks a curl behind Regulus’ ear.

“I know. But it’s not going to be the same for me either. Without you there. In that big castle. So cold and drafty, and no one to keep me warm.” Regulus smirks.

“What are you doing to me?” James groans and drops his forehead on Regulus’ and Regulus chuckles.

“It’s not that long and it’s going to fly by.” Regulus tells him.

“Okay.” James says softly and loosens his grip. “I love you.” James leans down and kisses Regulus.

“I love you, too.” Regulus whispers.

Regulus turns and walks towards the train but just before he steps on, he turns and runs back to James, practically jumping into his arms. He wraps his arms around James’ neck and pulls him in for a more passionate kiss.

“And I’m going to miss you so much.” Regulus says against his lips, and he can feel James smiling.

“I’m going to miss you, too.” James tells him and kisses him one more time. “Now, go or the train will leave without you.”    

[quippso]

[natalievoncatte]

The heat was getting to be a problem.

The power had been out in National City for three days, and those three days were expected to be among the hottest of the year. Lena was, frankly, desperate.

You might think that she’d have it easy, but anyone who would think that a penthouse in a skyscraper would be easy to cool would quickly be disabused of that notion. The windows mostly didn’t open and having the balcony doors spread wide did next to nothing when the breeze felt like opening an oven, even up here.

It had been Alex’s suggestion, sent by text.

Why don’t you go to Kara’s? The loft is pretty breezy.

She was right, of course. When Lena arrived, Kara had every one of her huge loft windows open, allowing the breeze to flow freely through the open, airy space.

There was another problem, though.

When Kara opened the door, Lena nearly keeled over. Kara was wearing a sports bra and shorts so short they barely deserved the name, exposing a vast amount of golden, sun-kissed skin. Worse, her gloriously muscled stomach and shoulders glistened with sweat.

Lena was surprised to see that the heat bothered her, but it clearly did. Kara had forgone her glasses, too, and after she opened the door, she swept the back of her hand across her forehead and sighed.

“Hi,” Lena squeaked.

“Hi yourself. Hot out there?”

“It’s hot in here.”

“Come in, come in,” said Kara.

Lena stepped inside, forcing herself not to stare at Kara’s thick thighs and the swell of her chest under straining fabric. Was that zipper some advanced Kryptonian technology?

“Want something to drink?”

“Isn’t your fridge dead, too?”

“Yeah, but I cheat. Watch.”

Kara slipped a bottle of water out of a pack on her counter and breathed on it. Ice crystals formed on the surface and the water visibly chilled. It shocked Lena when she accepted it and the cold water on her lips was bliss. Lena let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of cold spreading through her chest, cooling her body.

When she opened her eyes, Kara was the one staring. Lena had thrown on a short, a-frame sun dress that bared her back, for no other reason than making sure that her skin could have as much surface exposed to the air to evaporate and cool her down as possible.

“So what are you up to?” Lena asked.

Kara gestured to the notebook and stacks of papers on the table.

“Old-fashioned journalism, I guess. My laptop battery died yesterday.”

“I thought you’d be out there trying to fix the power.”

Kara shrugged. “With what, my super-electrician powers?”

Lena shot her a look, raising her brow.

Kara turned away, heading for the windows.

Oh, Jesus, Lena thought.

It wasn’t as if Lena hadn’t… noticed Kara’s physique. She wasn’t blind, after all. They’d taken spin class together, and Kara liked to wear leggings on the weekends.

But holy shit, those shorts made her ass look… Super.

Lena was still fumbling over a buns of steel pun in her head when Kara turned back.

“Hey, you okay? Your heart raced for a second there.”

“F-fine,” said Lena.

“Alex and the others are coming over tonight for an emergency game night,” said Kara. “I better get ready.”

For the next couple of hours, Lena helped Kara neaten up her apartment and prepare non-perishable snacks and a cooler full of beer and wine coolers, chilled care of Kara. Alex and Kelly were the first to show up, with Alex giving Lena a cheeky look as she walked into the apartment.

“Hey, you two,” she said. “Been having a hot time?”

There was something brittle in Kara’s laugh that set Lena a little on edge, and the Danvers sisters shared one of those looks they shared that made Lena wonder if they could communicate telepathically. Whatever the message was, it made Kara look away first, distracting with an offered beer that Alex gladly accepted.

Lena took a wine cooler, wishing it were wine.

Nia and Brainy showed up next, followed by J’onn, who was the only one fully dressed in a button-down shirt and khakis, while everyone else was dressed for the beach or a track meet.

Lena sat on the floor, because the hardwood was cool under her butt, and leaned back against Kara’s couch. Kara sat beside her and Lena’s heart definitely sped up.

Looking over, it was hard to tear her eyes away. Kara made a magnificent display- the blocky weight of her shoulders, full biceps and strong arms and bulky, sculpted forearms. Lena’s eyes followed the vein on the back of Kara’s arm down the back of her strong hand and the elegant lengths of her fingers.

Kara kept her nails neatly trimmed like that because of Supergirl duties, right?

Right?

“Hey Luthor? You having a heat stroke?” said Alex. “You look spaced out over there.”

Alex had a playful grin plastered on her face, though she too was sweating profusely. A cooler breeze rolled in through the big windows and everyone sighed in delight.

Except J’onn. “What shall we play first?” she said.

“Clue!” Nia chirped.

“Brainy always kicks our ass at Clue,” said Alex, “and I am not playing Monopoly with a literal billionaire again.”

“Perhaps we should play Risk,” said J’onn, rifling through the game shelf.

“We could try Twisted,” Kara suggested in a deadpan voice.

Lena swallowed hard, thinking of herself tangled up on the mat with Kara, clothes glued to their skin by sweat, salty skin sliding against salty skin, the scent of her…

“Earth to Lena,” said Alex. “Got any ideas?”

“Exploding Kittens,” said Lena. “We haven’t done that one in a while.”

“Kara, chill us some cold ones, will you?” said Nia.

Once everyone had a rapidly warming drink, Brainy dealt the cards and the game began. Alex called Kara out for peeking several times, with that loaded Danvers Sisters Look and an almost predatory smirk.

She wasn’t the only one peeking.

Lena participate in the game but her mind was elsewhere, specifically the valley of Kara’s broad back, where sweat gathered between her muscles and rain down in heavy beads, or the sweat gathering along her collarbone or sparking along the lush inner curves of her tightly contained breasts.

“Hey,” said Kara. “It’s your turn, Lena.”

Then she reached over and brushed damp lock of inky hair out of Lena’s eyes.

She could have melted. She swallowed hard, brushed the sweat from her brow, and made a hasty and wasteful play that would probably cost her any chance of winning, but she didn’t care. The game seemed at most a distant concern.

Kara’s tongue glazing along her soft pink lips was much more interesting. They’d pretty much all given up on makeup but Kara was still positively radiant, soft and inviting and homey in a way that made Lena ache in her chest.

And, uh, other places.

It was full dark now, so they finished the game and Kara and Alex got up to light a few candles.

“This is like camping,” said Nia.

“We should have thought to procure ‘marshmallows’, said Brainy. “Kara could toast them with her heat vision.”

“We hardly need more heat. I’m boiling,” said Lena.

J’onn let out a soft grunt. “It’s my turn to go on patrol. I think I’ll be the first to head out.

Everyone gave their goodbyes as he headed out the window. The others huddled closer around the table, lit by the candle sitting in the middle.

“We should tell scary stories,” said Alex. “Like around a campfire.”

“Since it was your idea, you go first,” said Kelly.

Alex leaned into it with abandon, leaning in over the table as she started spinning a campfire yarn that Lena quickly recognized as The Hook.

Kara edged closer, until her bare thigh pressed against Lena. She leaned in close, and it wouldn’t have taken much for Lena to… rest her head on Kara’s shoulder. It just kind of happened, Kara’s scent filling her nostrils as she turned into Kara.

Lena flinched as Kara shot her a concerned look.

She can hear my heartbeat.

Kara must have thought Lena was scared, because she casually slipped an arm around her.

Lena’s breath caught. Kara’s powerful arm rested lazily around her hip and her relaxed hand rested on Lena’s thigh, fingers placed lightly on bare skin.

It was a powerfully possessive gesture, not just protective but… more. Lena shifted a little and let herself completely fall against Kara.

Alex kept on telling the story, her gaze pausing heavily on the two of them as she scanned the room. Brainy looked bored but Nia looked genuinely petrified and Kelly was looking at her wife with the kind of adoring reference that was currently plastered on Lena’s face as she looked up at Kara.

Alex reached the crescendo of the story and Lena let out a little gasp, turning her face into Kara’s neck, more for the sake of it than out of fear. Kara’s hand stroked lazily up and down her back.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone get you,” Kara whispered.

“You two okay over there?” said Alex.

“Fine,” said Kara.

“There are two actual couples here and you two are the ones doing the heavy petting.”

They weren’t heavy petting. Okay sure, Lena had her fingers curled around Kara’s hip and Kara’s hand was staring to pass the platonic zone when stroking her back but…

Oh.

“It’s getting late,” said Kelly. “Maybe we should head home.”

“Agreed,” said Nia. “Come on, Brainy.”

Lena and Kara didn’t get up.

The others did, piling out of the apartment. Alex went last, shooting Kara another of those damned looks, smiling like a self-satisfied cat after a big stretch.

The door closed and Kara yawned.

“Mind if I stay?” Lena said, quickly. “My place is just too hot to sleep.”

“Of course,” Kara said softly.

Lena didn’t move. They were alone now, the apartment dark except for candles that threw flickering shadows and made Kara even more ethereal. Lena could barely believe someone so gorgeous could be real.

“Lena,” Kara said quietly. “Have you ever thought about…” she trailed off.

“About what?”

“Us. What we are to each other.”

“Yes,” said Lena.

“Me too.”

“What are you thinking?” Lena asked.

“You’re my best friend. You mean more to me than basically anyone else, and the thought of you has kept me going through some really dark times.”

When Kara smiled for her, her eyes lit up, sparkling in the candlelight, like moonlight dancing on nighttime waves. She was entrancing.

“I…” Lena began. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you as just a friend. There’s more on the table if you want it.”

“More like… kissing?”

“Yes, exactly.”

This was actually happening. It was real, not a daydream or a fantasy. Kara moved with agonizing slowness, full of a gentle, kind intensity as she leaned down and lightly brushed her lips across Lena’s.

It was like being tossed in a tub of ice water… in a good way. Lena shivered as Kara cupped her jaw and went for another kiss, more forcefully this time, more insistent. The breathed as one.

“Kara,” Lena whispered.

She couldn’t help it. Lena dragged her tongue over Kara’s skin, tasting the sweat pooled at the base of her neck. Kara let out a low moan followed by a deep basso rumble in her chest, pulsating in time with her breathing.

“Did you just lick my sweat?”

“Are you purring?!”

Kara giggled. “I can do lots of things.”

Lena looked up at her with lidded eyes. “Oh yeah? Show me what you got.”

She squeaked as Kara picked her up in a single smooth motion, and with a self-satisfied smirk, carried her towards the bed.

Later, as they lay in a tangle of perspiring limbs atop sweat-soaked sheets, the power thumped back on and the air conditioning began to blow over them, chilling Lena’s skin.

She barely noticed.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

I really do think a lot on Edwin’s very serious declaration of never letting the two of them get separated after Charles shows concern about it in episode 1, and it’s abundantly clear that he’s just as protective of Charles as Charles is of him. However, due to the kinds of situations they ended up in during season 1, Edwin fell a lot more into the role of the one who needed protecting, which is why I really badly want to see Edwin have a moment in season 2 where he protects Charles or saves them from being separated again, through clever words maybe, or his spell books.

I just desperately want some kind of follow through on the ferventness of his “I will never let that happen” because with the conviction of that line, god I believe it, but do I ever really want to see it too

[twpromptsillneverwrite]

Stiles: I think you need to see an optometrist, cause it seems like you can't see a future with me.

Derek: Werewolves don't use glasses.

Erica: I told you he would say that.

Stiles (handing Erica a $20): Just wait, Derek! Before you realize it, you'll be in love with me.

[fiasco95]

Regulus comes out wearing a black crossover skort, grey sleeveless crop top with black knee high laced up combat boots. To top it off he has make-up on; baby pink eyeshadow adorned with small yet sharp winged eyeliner. Tinted light red lipstick.

Regulus, twirling in place for James: So? Looks good?

James backing Regulus up to bathroom door he just came out of. Places his hand on the door next to his head. James quietly and hungrily eyes Regulus up and down.

Regulus, knowing what’s about to happen, turns around to open the door: No. Stop. This is my outfit for the concert you’re not-!

James pushes the door close.

James, without turning his head and continues to drink Regulus in: Love you, Pete. But get out.

Regulus, begging Peter with his eyes: No. Peter I swear to g-

Peter without having to be told twice already opening the front door: Will wait for you in the car! Mwah!

Regulus ended up being driven to the concert by James instead. James also has to buy Regulus 10 albums to compensate for ruining his outfit and makeup that day.

James is okay with that. (He will do it again.)

[thatstupidone]

To add onto my 'Tim coming out to Kon' post, Damian (technically)coming out to Jon!

Clark invited the Waynes over to the farm for a few days. At some point Damian ended up in Jon's room surrounded by kittens.

Jon: Don't tell Clark I let them in!

Damian: *A small smile on his face as he watches the small fluff balls* Your secret is safe with me, Jon.

Jon: *Can't help but smile* You're adorable!

Damian: *Red in the face and fully caught off guard by the comment.*

Jon: *Realizing what he said* I- um, sorry? *Thinking he has made Dami mad*

Damian: *after a few minutes muttering* dear gods I think I'm gay..

Jon: What- *definitely heard what he said.*

In another room

Clark: *Chokes on his water.*

Bruce: Are you okay?

Clark: Hm? Oh, yeah. Yep. Mhm.

Bruce: Okay..

[aarohisingh25]

i can cut the tension with a knife

[ultravioletbrit]

“ache” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 628 words

“ice skating” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 16 - @noblehouseofgay

James is tying his skates and his mind is racing. His mind has been racing since yesterday afternoon when Regulus asked him to go ice skating. James was thrilled and immediately said ‘yes’, but quickly realized he has no idea what this is. Is this a date? They’re going with a group, so Regulus could’ve just been inviting him to join them, not as a date. But James has never been invited before and it felt like more than just inviting him along, so it could be a date. Or James could be reading into it because he wants it to be a date. But would it be a date if they’re with a group? Maybe Regulus feels more comfortable with a group, but he still meant it as a date. Or James is just here to hang out with friends, and no one is on a date.

James’ mind is still spiraling as he steps on the ice and scans the rink looking for Regulus and his friends. When he finally spots them, his heart sinks when he sees Regulus wrapping his arms around Barty's shoulders, and Barty’s hands grabbing Regulus’ hips.

James’ eyes grow wide, his breath catches and his mind spirals. This isn’t a date. He’s here as a friend. That’s fine. That’s good. He can do that. He just needs a second. James tries to turn around, but he’s not focused, he turns too quickly, and his feet slip out from under him.

James lands hard on his back, all the air being knocked out of him. For a moment he just lies on the ice and tries to take a deep breath. He’s not sure if the ache in his chest is from the fall or from what he saw that made him fall. At least he has his answer, he just wishes it didn’t hurt so bad.

“Are you okay!?” Regulus’ voice is filled with concern as he kneels beside James. James is staring at Regulus, but he feels stuck in his head and can’t find his words. “James! Are you okay?” Regulus starts to sound a bit panicked.

James shakes his head to clear his thoughts and pushes up on his elbows. “Yes. Yes, sorry. Yeah, I’m okay.” He sits up fully.

Regulus doesn’t look convinced as he helps James slowly stand up. “Are you sure? You went down pretty hard. Did you hit your head?”

James steadies himself on the side of the rink. “Yeah, I’m sure. I’m alright. Wasn’t as bad as it looked.” He lies, trying not to wince. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. You can head back over. I’m going to sit for just—”

“Interrupt what?” Regulus cuts him off.

“Oh… erm… just… it looked like… you and Crouch were… having a moment.” James tries not to wince for a completely different reason.

Regulus snorts. “A moment?” He chuckles then thinks for a minute. “You mean when Evan shoved me, and Barty caught me because he’s a good friend and didn’t want me to land face first on the ice?” Regulus asks with a knowing look.

“A friend?”

“Yes… you thought he was more than a friend?” Regulus asks and James just shrugs sheepishly. “James, why would I ask you on a date if I was ‘more than friends’ with Barty?”  

“This is a date?” James blurts out before he can stop himself, but his entire face lights up.

Regulus hesitates for a moment, looking very anxious. “Did you not want this to be a date?”

“No!” James exclaims then shakes his head. “No, I mean yes! Yes, I did… I do… I do want this to be a date.” He finishes softly with a sweet smile.  

Regulus chuckles with his own shy smile. “Okay.” He nods once. “Good.”

James’ smile grows and he nods back. “Good.”

[k-martins]

I made this art inspired by the scene from the fanfic "and i've been tryin' not to feel it" by @hijinks-n-lowjinks . It's my favorite Itafushi story and I really love how Jinks develops our boys' relationship beyond the other relationships they have. If you can, check it out. 😊😊😊

jinks, I can't put into words the love I have for your story and how much better it makes my days, so I'm hoping some art from my favorite scene can speak for me 🥹🥹🥹

(and yes, I didn't comment on the last chapter because I spent all this time working on an idea to introduce you lmao, I'm sorry, I'll leave a long 7 paragraph comment when I can 😅😅)

[beargyufairy]

Lucy: I am in love with my best friend but he probably doesn’t feel the same way

Meanwhile Natsu: Does everything in his power to make Lucy smile, grants her wishes, protects her, would burn the world for her, etc.

[zivazivc]

my brainrot about these two can be measured in liters

[vigilskeep]

sol experiencing more thedas-typical attitudes to gender growing up would obviously be bad and have been full of bad experiences for them but it’s still intensely funny that i truly believe viago would have been like, of all the things you do that i don’t understand, this is by far the least problematic one and so i have absolutely no choice but to encourage it

[erinwantstowrite]

unfortunately for peter he's sooner or later going to contract the batfamily curse without hope of recovery (being bisexual)

he has no idea what's coming for him 😔 he'll figure it out slowly and painfully for everyone involved

[pjs-everyday]

if only they could read each other’s MINDS!!!! 🤯

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Angel: Husk let me fell asleep with my head in his lap and kissed my cheek when I woke up. He's so cute. I wish he liked me.

Cherri: *looks into the camera like she's on The Office*