#restrain

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Prompt 29 - Restrain

@jegulus-microfic September 29, Word count 416

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James watched the clock tick closer and closer to the hour mark. He was fully prepared to go down there and drag Regulus out of the potions lab, but for now, he had to restrain himself from going down there and disturbing them. He’d come to realise that Regulus would never willingly leave that room unless James convinced him to. Which was why he was completely taken aback when, with only a minute left until the hour was up, Regulus appeared at the door. 

“Hey, love…”

“Remus, I need you,” Regulus cut him off and beckoned Remus towards him. 

“What? No, love, you promised,” James stood and put a hand on Remus’s shoulder, stopping him from following Regulus. 

“I figured out the antidote,” Regulus told him, his gaze flashing to Remus, telling him something silently that James didn’t understand. Remus suddenly ducked out from under James’s hand and bolted for the door. 

“We won’t be long!” Regulus said hurriedly before he shut the door and locked it tight. “Two hours tops. We’ll be up for dinner. Say hi to Evan and Barty for me,” and with that, James was left on his own again. He didn’t think he’d been this brushed aside ever. It was a strange feeling. 

James shrugged his shoulders. It was refreshing not to be surrounded by his friends for a change. He was at a loss for what to do next. A ball of sapphire blue yarn soared through the air and hit him in the chest. He had to scramble to catch it before it fell to the floor and rolled away. 

“Grab some needles and get knitting. Your mother would love a new scarf,” his dad told him, and with nothing better to do, James did as he was told. 

Three hours later, James had the beginnings of a very lumpy scarf hanging off his knitting needles, as did Evan and Barty. They’d come back two hours ago and been trapped in Monty’s web of yarn. Effie had come in and turned right back around, snorting with laughter. She’d returned quickly, holding up the camera and snapping a picture of them before anyone could protest. She’d plied them with tea and biscuits to make up for it and promised both Barty and Evan that she would get them a copy. 

Regulus and Remus appeared just as the last biscuit was consumed, looking exhausted but with huge grins on their faces. 

“It works,” Regulus told them, and the room fell silent. 

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[memimic]

Capture Dart

Weapon (dart), uncommon

A simple throw becomes a snare of iron. This dart blooms into a binding net mid-flight, pinning prey before they can flee. One word to unleash it and to ensure nothing escapes.

💬 Who would you try to capture with this ingenious little trap?

Art by Midjourney

[infiniterichesinalittleroom]

“And within our agreed understanding of time, it does conceptually move faster the older you get, due to repetition, a lack of novelty, the loss of mystique and new experiences…So I, who has experienced far more than someone who is 15, feels that time is moving faster. This, conversely, is why, when we look back to being young, those moments hold more impact for us and have more staying power because they were novel. They were new. Everything we were learning was a new experience, and new experiences slow down time...Now add the internet to that. Add social media to that. Add a cellphone to that. They take out all novel experiences. They present to your consciousness experiences without having to experience them, over and over and over and over again. And now if you were to experience things you’ve seen in real life, they’re less novel. So time continues to move faster.”

Davey Havok • Kerrang

[hurtmansometimesno]

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[h-m-s-n-noir]

Leo: The Last Stand – A Cinematic Rescue Drama

Leo is a powerful and imposing figure—strong, determined, and seemingly unshakable—until one critical moment changes everything.Leo: Broken

[asmallorthodoxblog]

We observe in the life of Saint Gregory the Wonderworker: a prostitute publicly demanded a reward from the Saint, as if she had committed sin with him. He was not angry at all and told a friend of his to give her as much as she asked for. As soon as the woman took the unjust reward, she became demon-possessed. But the hierarch prayed and freed her from the demon.

If it is not possible for us to remain undisturbed, we must at least restrain our tongue, as the Psalmist says: I was troubled, and I did not speak (Psalm 76:4).

excerpt from: Saint Seraphim of Sarov, A Seraph among men

[shirozen]

Restrain public embarrassment

[darkened-storm]

Because I’m all over the place when it comes to prompts this year for Mayblade.

This is for the Restrain prompt, my written prompt focus on Becky intervening when Kai confronts the BEGA team, so I did the reverse for the art.

This piece will fit later into the Black Dranzer arc - Kai intervenes to keep her safe and Becky can only watch as her cousins face Black Dranzer alone

P.s I’m totally in love with Kai’s hair here - it’s very similar in shape and style to Yamatos so I’m keen to try this shading style for Yam’s next