#up to the flat they go

[lulublack90]

Prompt 28 - Light

@wolfstarmicrofic December 28, word count 494

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The streets were oddly deserted, and they made it back to Remus’s flat in excellent time. Remus felt a wave of nervousness wash over him. He’d had guys back to his flat before, but they’d all been randoms he’d picked up from seedy bars, not rich, ridiculously handsome gentlemen.

“Oh, is that the famous kebab shop?” Sirius asked, pointing at the brightly lit shop window. 

“Hmm, oh, yeah, that’s the place,” Sirius looked it up and down. 

“That is an obnoxious amount of neon lights,” He said, squinting his eyes and using his hand to shade the piercing lights from his face. “Is that your flat?” He asked, pointing to the window directly above the shop. 

“Yup,” Remus answered. There wasn’t much else he could say. He was sure Sirius lived in some enormous old house or swish modern penthouse. 

“Does the light from those shine in?” Remus nodded. 

“Yeah, but I found some thick curtains in the charity shop and got a cheap blind from B&M so it’s mostly dark in there,” He shut his mouth, realising he was telling Sirius a bit too much about himself. “So kebab then? Don’t get the doner, get the chicken, trust me,”

Sirius didn’t listen and ordered a doner anyway. They sat outside at the metal table and chairs to eat. Sirius took one bite and looked at Remus with wide, scared eyes. “Spit it out,” Remus said laughing as he handed Sirius a napkin. 

“Oh my god, Remus, what the hell is that?!” He said in a hushed voice as he furiously wiped his tongue with the rough napkin. 

“I did warn you. Here,” He offered his own chicken kebab to Sirius. To his surprise, Sirius didn’t take it but leaned over and took a bite. He chewed it carefully and swallowed. Remus’s eyes were drawn the large bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. 

“That I will admit is slightly better,” He said, leaning over for another bite. 

They sat there quietly finishing the food, Sirius refusing to take it out of Remus’s hands until it was gone. Remus wiped his hands on another napkin and dumped the undated kebab and his own rubbish in the bin. 

“So, erm, did you… Did you still want to…” He stumbled over his words, not quite able to get anything coherent out. 

“Yes, Remus, I still want to come up to your flat,” Sirius said, his cheeky, lopsided smile sliding onto his face. “If only to get a glass of water to get this horrendous taste out of my mouth.” He accentuated his words by loudly smacking his tongue to the roof of his mouth in the most adorable way. Remus had to fight himself very hard not to just grab the man by his jacket and kiss him right there under all the neon. But he held himself back and Sirius took his arm without prompting and Remus let him up to his flat.  

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[kyngsley01]

I told you, Pure Vanilla cookie…

I’ll never let you go again.

[lukazade]

Good morning!

[foldingfittedsheets]

In the VFX class I'm auditing the professor showed us all how to do a small spinning light effect in class, and then expected us to know how to create a dust devil with vertical spinning tunnel of particles based only on that. When we've never used the system.

Another alum is in the class and also has not managed to get a working effect.

Instantly lost respect for the professor when I asked in class if he'd be giving feedback or a demo and he said he wouldn't because it would be, "giving us all the answers."

[ricky-mortis]

“You’re a caveman. And I’ve invented fire.”

Close-ups under the cut :)

[screwpinecaprice]

Ew they're flirting again.

[limielle]

strategist

[spookygibberish]

Horotmu-Pavam of Solēsne was a Southern Throne born of the union of Unbodied Horotmu of Solēsne and Headless Pavam of Hatab, and was one of the most famous Solēsne Throne, much to the despair of House Solēsne. They are known best for their failure to synchronize, and the resultant death of a House Venvin scion at their hands, or rather teeth. Horotmu-Pavam has become a character of academic interest, a case study on the art of matching Headless and Unbodied, and a dramatic illustration of the consequences should a pair be ill-considered.

[mo-ok]

🚨 RED BOYS 🚨

🌠

[feppepurin]

guys gyuys have any of you seen this if no PLEASE watch im on the verge of tears over this video

[lesbiangiratina]

This frame is kind of gorgeous from all angles though.

[bidonicart]

They are BACK at the comicon and they are going to make it everyone else's problem... true to manga tradition the story will now progress in black and white

Previous Snotacon At The Comicon: 1, 2, 3, 3.5 🔞

[psqqa]

yes, yes i know edgeworth’s big wet eyes and loser boy personality have captivated us all, but listen. listen.

phoenix wright

phoenix “genuinely unable to reconcile the girl on the stand with the girl he dated for eight months, a cognitive dissonance so profound it’s ultimately explained by them being literally two different people, but which he first sits with for five years and does not talk about at any point to anyone” wright

phoenix “don’t mention that name to me. i don’t want to talk about it. i don’t want to think about it. i am just going to keep myself in this state of perpetual crisis mode focus on other people’s problems until eventually i die and get to hang out with mia on the astral plane and never have to deal with any of these emotions ever again” wright

phoenix “overnight loses his career and reputation and sense of identity while gaining an adopted, probably pretty traumatized eight-year-old daughter, and rather than leaning on his friends for help, or getting therapy, or taking any time to process any of this, he *checks notes* spends seven years dedicating all his free time and energy to investigating the weird fucking circumstances around it and maintains a friendship with the guy he suspects was behind it all” wright

phoenix "runs across a burning bridge and falls through it, half a day after the game establishes that he is terrified of heights, because his friend is on the other side of that bridge" wright

phoenix “i sure felt surprised. maybe i had my poker face on” wright

phoenix “looking back on it that was actually a pretty dark period in my life” wright

phoenix “don’t ask me how i got started. i don’t remember” wright

phoenix “only you stood still, your eyes calmly watching” wright

phoenix “sometimes, life just sucks” wright

just

phoenix wright

crunchiest man in the world

and all i wanna do is chew and chew and chew on him

[edwinisms]

you know. I think the reasons it feels so literally narratively wrong when people refer to charles as being straight (such as in interviews where his love life comes up and so on) are that A) he’s never deemed outright straight in the show, so it’s just an assumption that he must be straight by default (which is silly in a show like this), and B) what he says following edwin’s confession. I know I’m biased, but even when I try to look at it as neutrally as possible, the way he reacts in general and the specific words he uses just don’t sound right when you imagine them being said by a Totally Definitely Straight guy.

first of all if you actually listen to it instead of absorbing the scene superficially it’s not particularly a rejection at all, and the actors have stated that themselves– it’s not him saying no, it’s him saying “I can’t give you an answer right now, but I will eventually”. that’s not an interpretation, that’s literally just the truth of what he said (and again, the actors agree). can you imagine a straight guy saying that, or possibly even more damning, “we have literally forever to figure out the rest [“the rest” meaning anything that goes beyond the kind of love charles already solidly has for him]”.

imagine you’re a straight man who’s unwaveringly confident in his orientation and your gay best friend confesses his feelings for you. you would not respond with the implication there is a “the rest” to figure out. since the main, obvious obstacle would be your solid lack of attraction to men, that’d probably be essential to your response– it wouldn’t be a “I can’t say–“ it’d be a “I can’t be–“. and on top of all that, I feel like the whole thing would have to sound far more apologetic– “I’m sorry, I love you and that’ll never change, but I just can’t love you the way that you love me.” something like that, right?

tldr: this is a rare instance in television where assuming a character is straight by default makes Less sense than the alternative. and charles’ choice of words in the confession overtly suggest that he is, at the very least, unsure of his orientation.

[serpentface]

Sketch of a typical Wardi house (small), located adjacent to farmland on the Briya river floodplain.

Most houses are made with mudbrick and with a smooth outer coating, sometimes plastered or otherwise decorated (this one has fairly minimal decorative painting). The climate is dry overall and mudbrick is the most economical and resistant building material available (though it does require more maintenance than in outright arid climates due to regular and sometimes very heavy winter rains), with the use of wood generally being reserved for maintaining the structural integrity of the roof and portals. These houses are fairly effective at insulation, and a well-constructed home will not have dramatic temperature gradients between hot days and cool nights.

Some homes lack doors altogether and use fabric or straw drapes; actual doors are hung by pintles and made with wood and/or woven reeds. Domestic chimneys have not been invented anywhere in general, and smoke in a small house like this will be removed (not the most efficiently) through small tubes in the walls and via the door/windows. Cooking hearths in these smaller houses are usually placed in the center of the building, which goes a little ways to allowing smoke to disperse.

Flat mudbrick roofs are in use in some places, though pointed thatched roofs like these are more common in all but the driest areas due to better shedding rainfall/occasional snow accumulation. Thatching is made with straw or papyrus, location depending, and can become very thick as a byproduct of routine maintenance on old houses.

Misc bits:

-bell windchimes on each side of the house (wards off ghosts and makes a pretty sound).

-little clay guardian lion over the doorway (most houses will have one on each side, though those not overseeing entrances may be hidden in the thatching or buried to fully embed their protective qualities).

-dung fuel being dried on one of the walls.

-koli plant right outside (easy low maintenance fruit and vegetables)

[buildoblivion]

i think the reason why thunderbolts works so well is that the team is like 80% legacy heroes/ knock off avengers but they’re all old enough to remember when princess diana died