Just a normal day in texas, perfect for running errands 🥰
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Commission by @addamii !!!! I wanted griddlehark with fluffy headbands doin makeup in the bathroom SO BAD ive had this idea for MONTHS, they did an AMAZING job (also please tumblr be nice and don't rip the quality apart please please pleaaaase)
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Headache - @jegulus-microfic - 235 words
Regulus had the worst migraines ever.
Whenever he as much as passed by a crowd of loud gryffindors, walked the grounds when it's sunny, or played a long match of quidditch, he always ended up with his head pounding and eyes watering, unable to move or speak. He would need complete silence, as little light as possible, and a long nap.
When he started dating James, extroverted cheery bubbly James, he thought he would need to keep his distance whenever his temples started to hurt.
But to his surprise, the moment he mentionned having a headache in the middle of the Halloween party, James dropped everything and pulled him gently towards his dorm room.
He closed the curtains, fluffed up the pillows, and pushed Regulus softly on the bed before tucking him in.
"Would you like me to stay with you, or do you prefer being alone?"
"James, it's fine. You can go back to your party. I'll just sleep it off."
The frown on James' face was too adorable, when he responded:
"Baby, that's not what I asked you."
Regulus couldn't deny that the mere thought of his head on James' chest already made the tension in his head lighter, so he pulled his boyfriend by the sleeve and settled next to him, content despite the pain.
Honestly, Regulus should've known that James would be considerate and lovely. It was James after all.
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Another Red Snippet
“Let go of me!” The scream crackled through Red Hood’s comm, desperate and pleading.
“Quite!” Hood hissed. It wasn’t a sharp, angry word but one that wobbled with badly covered fear. Hood sounded young. “He’ll hear us! You have to be quite. He’ll hear us, can’t you hear him? He’s laughing.”
“Fear toxin,” Batman rumbled, as if any of them needed to be told that.
“I have anti-venom on me,” Red Robin responded quickly to the unvoiced question in Batman’s words.
Dick didn’t want to listen to the words from the warehouse, but he couldn’t not.
“Who’s laughing? Is it Dad? No, no, no! You have to let me go!”
“Hush up!”
“He can’t find me! Dad can’t— he’ll kill me if he finds me!”
“You’ll need to be prepared that Scarecrow has changed the formula,” Oracle advised. She was as calm seeming as ever, though Dick could hear her worry through in the frantic clack of her keys. “Now that I have an address, I’ve been able to track a few shipments. There’s at least one chemical that’s unusual for him.”
“Don’t give them the anti-venom different or it may not have full effect different?” Dick asked as planned out his next grapple.
“I don’t know.”
“Fuck,” Red cussed softly.
“I’ll keep you safe, okay? I promise,” Hood assured the other voice. “Robin will always keep you safe, right? We just have to be quiet and I can get us out of here.”
“I suggest you hurry before Hood does find a way out,” Robin (the current Robin), snapped across the comms. “We do not know where he will run in this state.”
“No one keeps me safe,” the voice said with a defeated certainty. “No one cares that I died.”
“We know, Robin, we’re almost there,” Red snapped back.
Dick didn’t have the focus to reprimand either of them, he just wanted to get to Jason. He just needed to get to his little brother who acted so tough and grown up that it was too easy to forget that he was still just nineteen.
He was still a kid.
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Steve is aware that he looks good.
He knows that if he wears the blue jeans that are just a tiny bit too small, Eddie will spend the whole day staring at his ass. He wears shiny lip gloss on purpose because it makes his lips look kissable and so, so pink. Eddie hardly lets him get a word out before he's got his tongue down Steve's throat when he's wearing lip gloss. He loves to guess what flavour Steve's wearing. Steve wears his hair slightly messy because he loves the way Eddie will pull him close to run his fingers through it as an excuse to 'fix it'.
He's very aware of the effect he has on Eddie, and he uses it to his advantage.
Eddie, on the other hand, has no idea what kind of effect he has on Steve. Half the time, he doesn't even put any effort into his outfit, and Steve still has to dig his nails into his palms to stop himself from jumping Eddie's bones. He shows up on Steve's doorstep in a muscle tee and ripped jeans and Steve will instantly have his hands all over him because how dare he look so good while wearing a ketchup stained shirt. Eddie will turn around in the bathroom and ask if his smudged eye-liner looks OK and then act shocked when Steve grumbles out a reply and falls to his knees and tucks his hair behind his ears.
"You're killing me." Steve whines when Eddie pulls on a cropped band shirt and sweatpants that sit low on his slim hips.
And Eddie just stares at him like he's grown three heads. "Babe, I wear this to bed every night." He doesn't get it. He doesn't understand how much power his tiny little waist and oblivious nature has over Steve.
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