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@poorjamesmoore
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councilbenji:
Me, you, Sebastian’s party? What do you say, hot stuff? I’m itching to get out of this room and show you off, babe. What say you? Are you in the mood to party?
@poorjamesmoore
You want to show me off? You’re so fucking sweet. I’m still not over it. I don’t know what I did to deserve you. Especially literally forever. Mind blown. Yeah, let’s party. Let’s show off. Your hair needs the attention.
guardianfoster:
I’ll make sure to leave a note on my door saying ‘please throw up on my carpet’ so I’m definitely not missing out
Perfect, so I’ll know which door to pick.
What is your favorite part about being at Brightwood?
@poorjamesmoore
Oh, and the sports are rad too.
You’re so cute, you little shit. I love you.
councilbenji:
Just like what he had expected the exam Benji took with James went great, even more than great. They communicated amazingly during their practices together, which they had done more often than not during all the time they had spent together leading up to their exam. When the time came James had protected Benji, and they had walked away not only with what they were sure was a grade of an A, but with a bond. Both Benji and James had been nervous about it, leading up to their exam. But now, in their suite right after the exam, just the two of them, processing everything that had happened and as they were winding down from everything, Benji could not restrain the floodgate of emotion opening. “James, we did it. We did it. We bonded. It’s us. How do you feel? How should we feel?”
@poorjamesmoore
While James was texting Chris, he got ready to head out the moment it became clear that the other man wanted him to come get him. It didn’t take long, and it didn’t take long to get there either. The last time they had seen each other was almost a month ago, James had opted to be a bit lazier with his daily routine so his usually smooth face was growing a short but full little beard and mustache combo. After adjusting his glasses and taking a deep breath, he knocked before opening the door. Chris had said he was unlocking the door, so he assumed he was meant to take advantage of that information. Poking his head in, he announced himself with a simple, “It’s me” before stepping inside and closing the door behind him.
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guardedcblack:
Oh? I do have somewhere I have to go - you think you can come by? Should probably clear your schedule for tonight. I feel like you and I need to talk about a few things, James.
Yeah. Not just now either, if you had wanted to see me I would have come to see you. I’m on my way now, yeah I can come by. Yeah.. probably. I’ll see you soon.
guardedcblack:
Fantastic. Guess it’s a good thing I don’t have a powerful need to leave my suite after that last manifesto taped to my door.
I would escort you. If you asked.
hiddenguarded:
The Council really ain’t no joke, huh? I wouldn’t want to be on their bad side. So this is Brightwood. Huh. What a place to call home.
A newbie and a badass, how fun. It sounds like it’s your first year but the hair on your face says otherwise-- interesting. What’s your story?
guardianfoster:
Sounds like you guys have really gone through the ringer. So jealous I missed all the puking and general poisoning.
I’ll make sure to invite you to the party next time, then. If you still end up missing it, I’ll just throw up in your living room.
councilbenji:
You were! I’m fucking proud! I’m having a trophy made as a matter of fact, we’ll put it up on the mantle right next to your framed report card. I half expected you to, kind of disappointed I didn’t get to see you in your natural state. Next time then. Don’t tempt me King you know we will.
Hey, I’ve got to protect you. I left that life for my own reasons, but that’s still your life. Not only do my reasons for leaving no longer matter, I have reason to be there. So I’ll take that trophy. I guess you’ll have to find another way to make me turn to goo, so sad. Next time. Okay but that would actually be pretty rad. Me, you, and literally nothing else. I know there are things in Timbuktu, but I’m talking about the metaphor place where nothing exists, the one everyone talks about. Not the real one.
POORJAMESMOORE POSTED ON INSTAGRAM:
Got lazy. Didn’t shave. I’m going full hermit as my next form.
What’s something you can’t go a day without doing?
@poorjamesmoore
I was on board with the Council stuff again for like five whole minutes, and then someone needed you for a recap and suddenly I’ve changed my mind. You’re lucky I didn’t slide under the door like Flubber and sneak into your lap while you were trying to be professional. Time to change our names and run away to Timbuktu.
@councilbenji
felixzephyr:
I wouldn’t say weird, but uh..
Thanks for the concern, hottie.
Flirting. Alrighty then. Usually I play along, but now isn’t a good time. How are you settling back in, rockstar? You should do a show in the courtyard sometime.
councilbenji:
It sure the fuck is, you know me too well. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Whatever happens I know. But that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous as fuck. I trust you. I know no matter what it’ll be good. We’ll be good. But I’m not made of metal. Yeah we have. We’ll get through this too. But the question is how we’ll come out on the other side. I’ve wanted you for years, James. For years I’ve sated myself with fucking and thinking you were happy that way. Now that I know, I don’t know if I can swallow it. You’d better not, I’ll have to spank that ass.
I do, and that’s a good thing. That means it’ll be easy for me to turn that frown upside down. I know, I am too, You know I am. I won’t let anyone hurt you, metal or not. What do you think, Jiro? Just think about it for a minute. Do you really think it’ll be bad? We will be bad? It’s going to be fine, it will. I know you have. Now I know. I didn’t, until recently. I’m blinder than these glasses can help, it seems. Then don’t swallow it. Oh, that’s one hell of a way to turn the mood. I’d twerk it, but I don’t think my stomach would survive it.
councilbenji:
You heard me. Face first, ass out. There are some situations in which that would be a fantastic time but not this one. The real party’s in the toilet? I must’ve missed that invite. We were both glad to have each other. That’s par for the course though, we both know it. Fuck yeah it was. You know I wouldn’t have even gone. Like I sad, dead in the toilet. Hell yeah I beat you, I’m wise to your games, Mr. Moore. You can sit, watch me cook, maybe I’ll wear an apron just for you. I was hoping you did. I remember a lot of things too. Do you want to talk about it? Fingers crossed you’re right. Did you expect different? This is me we’re talking about. It’s true. We’ve known each other all our lives.
This is you we’re talking about. Let’s get that serious look off your face, yeah? We’ll be okay, this is fine. Someone’s going to come take you in the next week, I’m going to come find you, and everything will be fine. We have known each other our whole lives, we’ve gotten through everything else. We’re good under pressure. Come on, let’s eat. You’ll have to cook quick before I jump in to help.