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wanderingaldecaldo · 1 day

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Breezy, am I so predictable that you know how to murder me in two pics? 😩😩😩

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lxvvie · 5 hours

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STREET FIGHTER SIMON STREET FIGHTER SIMON STREET FIGHTER SIMON STREET FIGHTER SIMON STREET FIGHTER SIMON STREET FI—

Simon who lets the cigarette dangle, the smoke fill his lungs, and the blood drip from his nose.

He rubs his tender, red knuckles. It's all familiar.

Knobhead got 'im good this time. Didn't anticipate that last punch, but the element of surprise wasn't enough. Poor bastard fought the good fight, though.

Too bad he reminded Simon of his miserable shit of a father. Reminded him too much like his father and Simon was merciless this time. The bloke's face had seen better days.

And to be honest, so had his.

Simon fixes his jaw—fuck, he's gonna feel it worse in the morning—and stares at his reflection in the dirty mirror.

He feels like shit. Looks like shit, too, but rides the high of tonight's victory.

He'll fuck it all out in some willing body later on and come tomorrow, tired muscles working the shop, he'll wonder why he ever did it at all.

And the cycle will repeat.

#cw: smoking #cw: blood #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty au #simon ghost riley #street fighter!simon #just a lil sumn off the top of my head.

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t1oui · 3 days

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@jegulus-microfic | april 25th | headlights | 1,222 words | cw: mentions of a car accident, hospitals, mentions of smoking (nothing graphic)

Regulus tries so hard to think that Sirius is an idiot. That bloody thing'll kill you, he remembers saying. Sirius had only laughed. No one's laughing now.

It was just a Friday night. Regulus got home from work late and was looking forward to doing nothing until Monday morning. Was looking forward to being alone, sitting around with popcorn and staring at the telly until he fell asleep. Now, the idea of a simple night in feels light years away.

He never gets what he wants.

Sitting on a stiff white chair outside Sirius's room at St. Mungo's, Regulus's leg bounces up and down at a frantic pace, mind racing. Didn't he see the headlights? Didn't he try and stop? It wasn't his fault, they said. Regulus's older brother is in a hospital bed and he wants to strangle the idiot who put him there.

Remus is sitting across from him, eyes red-rimmed and body curled in around himself. He arrived before Regulus. Pettigrew was pacing until Remus yelled at him and he mumbled something about getting a coffee.

It feels like hours before Potter arrives. Regulus and Remus are only taking up two of maybe eight seats crowded into the hallway, but James sits right next to him. He's crying, too busy looking at his phone to pay Regulus any mind beside him.

"Why are you here?" Regulus grumbles. He sounds like shit. The corridor is far too bright for someone who wants to crawl into a hole and never come out. James glances up at him, looking confused and distressed and tired. God, Regulus is so fucking tired.

"My best friend is... he's...." James gestures helplessly to the room behind them. They're not whispering, but their voices are hoarse. Remus isn't paying attention anyway - he's been staring into space for hours now. "He's in there."

"No," Regulus says, shaking his head in frustration. He hates when people don't understand him. "Why are you... here. There's so many seats."

James stares at him for a moment. He still holds his phone in his lap - if Regulus looks closely, he can see the name Lily written across the top of the screen with a pink flower beside it. James opens his mouth to speak, but Regulus interrupts him, pointing to the phone.

"That's a hibiscus flower, you know."

"What?" James doesn't sound like he's actually processing anything Regulus is saying. Regulus presses his finger next to Lily's contact name. He remembers her from school. He never liked her much.

"The flower here," he says. "It's not a lily. It's a hibiscus."

James sniffles, shrugging helplessly. "There's no lily emoji," he says. "This one's good enough."

Regulus doesn't say that he thinks that's sort of stupid. He's too tired to, and he knows James doesn't really care. Who does?

"I don't want to be lonely," James tells him. Regulus stares at his ear.

"What?"

"You asked," James says, shrugging again. He shrugs a lot. "Why I sat next to you."

Regulus looks up, glances over to Remus. He's managed to gather all of his limbs up onto the small hospital chair and is staring into space, eyes glazed over, arms wrapped around his knees. "Why didn't you sit next to him?"

James's answer comes so quiet that he has to lean closer to hear. "I'd still be alone."

Regulus stares at him. "Oh." He wonders where Pettigrew's gotten off to. Wonders if Lily will come to take James home, will gather Remus into the car too. Wonders who will take him home now that the motorcycle he hates so much is nothing more than a pile of scraps, its owner not much more.

"D'you wanna see a picture of my cat?" James asks. Regulus looks back at him. James is tilting his phone towards Regulus, even though he never answered, and Regulus finds himself leaning closer again to look. His cheek brushes James's shoulder, and he expects James to tense up - they barely know each other. James is probably humoring him, but his best friend's weird little brother leaning his head on his shoulder is probably the last straw. James is just being nice because he's sad. Last Regulus heard, he has a pretty girl and a son waiting for him at home.

But James leans into the touch. Regulus is too tired to pull away. (Part of him doesn't want to pull away. He tells this part to be quiet.)

"Her name's Leo," James says, holding up his phone to reveal a small gray tabby. The smile is evident in his voice, which is soft and close to Regulus's ear. It sounds like a lullaby. "Harry named her."

"Leo," Regulus says softly. James's curls are tickling his cheek. It's not an unpleasant feeling - it reminds him of walking barefoot over grass on a sunny day.

"Like the constellation," James explains. "It's Haz's favorite. 'Course, he is a Leo, so he's a bit biased there...."

Regulus glances down and notices his fingers loosely intertwined with James's. He doesn't remember doing that.

"Leo's the constellation -" he begins.

"Your star," James replies. He sighs softly, content but a little shaky. "Yeah."

They're both silent for a while. It's weirdly comfortable, even in the buzzing hospital, even with Remus sitting numb across from them and Sirius laying unconscious behind them and Peter knocking around, probably smoking the pack of cigarettes Regulus saw him slip out of Remus's pocket before he disappeared.

"Is Lily going to pick you up?" Regulus asks.

"She has Harry tonight," James says instead of answering. It only leaves Regulus with more questions.

"I thought..." Regulus begins, but he doesn't know what he thinks, not really. James seems to, though.

"We broke up," he says simply. He shrugs a little, only one shoulder, trying not to jostle Regulus's head. "Few years ago."

Regulus is quiet for a while. He remembers school, seeing James's golden-brown arm wrapped around Lily's pale shoulders. He remembers a pang of pain at the sight, feels it now, a dull ache located deep within his chest. "I'm sorry to hear that," he says, but he doesn't sound sincere.

"Don't be," James says. He's turned his head, and his lips brush just barely against Regulus's forehead. He should pull away, but instead, he just closes his eyes. "She's my best friend."

Regulus squeezes James's hand. "I'm glad you're here," he whispers.

James squeezes back. "I'm glad you're here, too," he replies.

He sets his phone down on his lap, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a jumbled ball of headphones. He tries for a minute or so to untangle them one-handed before finally sighing and pulling his fingers out from between Regulus's, pulling the earbuds into his phone. He hands one to Regulus.

"Put it in," he says, watching Regulus do nothing.

"Why?" Regulus asks.

"It's too... something in here."

Regulus gives him a small smile as he puts the earbud in. It fits weird, but not uncomfortable weird like he remembers. Just different. As he settles his head back onto James's shoulder, a soft melody begins to play into his ear. James sets the phone down on his knee before taking Regulus's hand again, resting his head against Regulus's curls. Regulus takes a deep breath, closing his eyes.

Maybe this night won't be as long as he thought.

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itspapillonnoir · 2 months

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RED DEAD REDEMPTION II ᨖ

#rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #gamingedit #rdr2edit #*myedits #*myrdr2 #cw: smoking

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ominouspuff · 3 months

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when ur inconsiderate genetic duplicates fake a few deaths and kill a Sith w/out you

(you are a million other genetic duplicates)

Sketch Week! More concept art for Repurposing GAR armor towards the end of pulverizing wrinkly Sith — A guide by CC-1010, ecstatically-ex-marshal commander of Coruscant (AU)

#fan art #artists on tumblr #star wars fanart #star wars: the clone wars #fix it au #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #captain rex #commander fox #arc trooper fives #fives lives #Fox hides Fives from everyone and they secretly scheme and find out they are the most solid paranoia conspiracy bros #Cw: smoking #cw: gun #cw: smoking gun #Sketch Week Jan 2024 #Repurposing GAR Armor AU

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new-anon · 11 months

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long overdue art for the “heir to an organised crime family pushing his luck for a date with the exhausted and jaded ER nurse” AU

#codywan #mafia AU #obiwan kenobi #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #cw: smoking

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dcartcorner · 1 month

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books n whatnot

#tma #the magnus archives #gerard keay #gerry #cw: smoking

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mai-col · 8 months

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Part 2/2 of this

(Also, if you'd like to get yourself a physical copy, it's there.)

#cw: gun #cw: violence #cw: smoking #cw: blood #lupin III #lupin the 3rd #arsène lupin iii #jigen daisuke #drawing #illustration #fanart #fanzine

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arstyrannus · 2 years

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The full set of steddie/eddie/steve tarot cards

I don't have plans to draw any more of these atm but who knows when inspiration will strike.

I've got a small run of A4 art prints ordered and a larger set of A6 postcards on the way cause I need them on my walls

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #st fanart #stranger things #merchy things #tarot #art #kas theory #cw: smoking

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oxygen537art · 2 months

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#dabi #touya todoroki #bnha dabi #mha dabi #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #cw: smoking #suggestive #sketch

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cccrouton · 1 year

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he can have death sticks sometimes. as a treat.

#husband tag #i want to give him a big kiss #content warning #cw: drugs #cw: smoking #star wars #the clone wars #art #maul opress #swtcw #darth maul #star wars prequels #procreate #digital art #my art lmao

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sigmucron · 1 year

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I had an idea to try redrawing a still from one of my favourite ytps in the original cdi style (redraw on the left, original is on the right)

#cw: gun #cw: smoking #cdi zelda #zelda cdi #ytp #this was actually really fun to do #took a while but it was fun

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lxvvie · 4 months

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It's you and Simon on the window sill, him taking a smoke break and you relaxing.

It's you and Simon on the window sill, basking in the ambiance of the bustling city below and the comfortable silence of your apartment.

It's you and Simon on the window sill and he's yet to take his eyes off of you. He memorizes you from every microexpression down to the way you're resting comfortably in his old hoodie and the bloke's falling in love all over again.

It's you and Simon on the window sill and when you ask him what's wrong, he silently shakes his head, exhales his latest puff into the open air, and goes back to memorizing you again.

It's you and Simon on the window sill, uneventful but memorable just the same.

It's you and Simon on the window sill and he'll never take his eyes off of you.

It's you and Simon, just as it's meant to be, and he'll do everything in his power to keep it that way.

It's you and Simon, you two against the world, and he's the luckiest bastard alive.