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I'll post some art on this account and some on the other (I think mainly wips and sketches will be on this one and more finished and pretty drawings will be on the other one)
There will be marauders related art on both but I think more on this one because I rarely do finished drawings
the name ‘rose’ and the english word ‘loss’ are pronounced similarly in my language‘s pronunciation, and if you write down how they sound like, they also look similar.
로즈 (rose)
로스 (loss)
the words are only a line away
guys I think I found Harry online
HELP OML
everyone, repeat after me:
"fanfic writers have a life outside of writing fanfcs and we, as readers, should respect them and their privacy if they are unable to or choose not to update for a while."
good job!!!!
once again!!!!!
"fanfic writers have a life outside of writing fanfcs and we, as readers, should respect them and their privacy if they are unable to or choose not to update for a while."
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the full page (ft my strong sirius propaganda)
I headcanon Baz's gender as "boy adjacent" just like mine is "girl adjacent" and every time I think about it smile like a fool for like an hour
if you listen close enough you can hear me vibrating with excitement about this
After the prank, Remus finally gave in to his feelings for Regulus and fucked him to oblivion
(pissing off Sirius was just a bonus)
i crave fics where remus is kind of struggling and hurting and sad
it’s turned out to be a gay thing tuesday guys
name - march 30 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 349
They’d been sitting in the library for a while. Regulus could tell James was bored–he’d finished his own work a few minutes ago and had resorted to fidgeting in his own chair, doodling on parchment, reaching out every once in a while to stroke a hand over Regulus’s cheek or hair. But, adorably, he refused to leave. He just waited patiently as the younger boy finished his essay.
“Hey, Reg?” James asked after a bit, voice a bit too loud for the library.
“Yes, Potter?” Regulus murmured, eyes flickering up from his parchments and back down again.
“What’s the name of that book you really liked? The Muggle one? The one you kept going on about the other day?” James asked, lowering his voice just a bit.
Regulus furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him with confusion. “The Little Prince?” he asked cautiously, shocked that James had even paid attention to his ramblings.
“Hmm, that’s the one,” the Gryffindor nodded. He then stood up and wandered off without another word.
Regulus considered going after him to get an explanation, but he decided that however he was entertaining himself was either not that bad or something he didn’t want to be responsible for. So he wrote a few more lines and had just gotten back into a groove when James returned.
However, the older boy didn’t say a word. He just sat back in his chair and disappeared behind a small book without making a sound.
Regulus looked at the title and almost melted in his chair.
James Potter was sitting next to him in the library and reading The Little Prince. Because he liked it.
Something soft and warm washed over his body like a warm wave of water, and he beamed at the cover of the book for several seconds before hazel eyes peeked over and James raised an eyebrow at him. “Alright, love?” the older boy asked.
“Y-yeah,” he stuttered, blushing because he’d gotten caught. “Fine.”
“Good.”
They sat there together for another hour–Regulus writing and James reading–before heading to dinner and discussing what James had read.
kick - @wolfstarmicrofic - slightly nsfw - word count: 255
“Hey Prongs? Can you leave the dorm room for maybe…thirty minutes?” Sirius asked sweetly, hands clasped together, eyelids fluttering and eyes wide.
James, however, was not impressed. “Pads, you two just kicked me out yesterday! I actually have homework to do and you know that if I go in the common room I’ll end up getting my arse beat at chess by Pete and not studying at all!”
“C’mon, mate,” Sirius wheedled, and amused-looking Remus standing behind him. “What about fifteen minutes?”
At this, Remus gave a little cough-choke.
But James didn’t budge. “No. I live here, too.”
And then he resumed his studies, oblivious to the way Remus and Sirius exchanged an evil grin and began snogging in earnest not a meter from his desk.
“Eurgh, stop that!” James grimaced, looking up at a strange noise to see his best friends in an embrace.
Neither boys said a word to him. In fact, James’s discomfort seemed to just spur them both on, annoying squelching and sucking sounds emanating from the couple.
“C’mon, guys, that’s fucking awkward…” James tried again, tone more tired and less annoyed. He covered his face with his hand and wished Peter would come save him.
But all that did, apparently, was make Sirius and Remus rise to the challenge even more as they pressed impossibly closer together.
His breaking point was when a little moan echoed throughout the small room.
“Nope! Absolutely not!” he yelped, standing and nearly-running to the door, hands flailing.
Sirius and Remus still didn’t acknowledge him.
solid - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 328
“Ouch!”
Regulus yelped, tripping over his feet and catching himself seconds before he fell to the ground. Though he felt like he’d walked into something solid, his eyes and ears told him nothing was there in the dark corridor. Which obviously meant one thing:
“Come on out, Potter, I’m not an idiot!”
After a few seconds, the air itself shivered and James Potter appeared, looking a bit sheepish. “Would you believe me if I said I was just taking a stroll?” the older boy asked, rubbing at a sore spot on his shoulder where they’d obviously collided.
“Sure, if this wasn’t the third bloody time we’ve run into each other at this exact spot this week,” Regulus hissed.
Hazel eyes opened wide and James gave an innocent smile. “It’s almost like fate, eh?”
“I don’t believe in fate. Just irritating, stalker Gryffindors,” Regulus mumbled.
“If I’m such a stalker, why are you here, Regulus?” James retorted, raising an eyebrow in an infuriating way.
“I have rounds, Potter. I know you always skip yours, but–”
“Your rounds are on the opposite side of the school,” James pointed out, smirking.
Fuck. He was right.
The truth was, he’d taken a slight detour to this spot because he was maybe, possibly, slightly hoping to run into James Potter again. Because this was the spot where they’d seen each other before, and he thought maybe it would happen again. He couldn’t begin to explain why he wanted it to happen…only that seeing James Potter made him feel giddy and nervous and terrified and happy and alive like nothing else did.
“Well, why are you here? You don’t even have rounds tonight,” Regulus deflected, avoiding eye contact.
James looked down at him and Regulus wanted to scream with the way it made his heart pound in his chest. “Isn’t it obvious? I’ve been dying to see you. I can’t stop thinking about you,” he replied, shrugging.
Fuck. There was that breathless feeling again.
Sirius pretends he doesn’t care what people think, but when Remus compliments him, he glows for days.
it's important for boys to kiss one another. for the ecosystem
together - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 361
“Can we talk?”
Sirius didn’t seem quite like himself as he stood in front of James’s bed, a nervous look on his face. Normally he was laid-back and confident but now he shifted back and forth from foot to foot, eyes cast to the floor, biting at his lips.
“Always, Pads,” James replied, patting the spot next to him. “What’s up?”
But Sirius stayed where he was as he said, voice full of accusatory hurt, “When were you going to tell me about Regulus?”
Oh.
Shit.
James tried to catch his breath as he tried to think of an explanation. The truth was, he’d tried to think of a way to talk to Sirius about it. He really had. But every time he’d imagined a conversation, it had always gone like…well, like this.
“Padfoot, I-” he started, sighing.
“Just…how long? How long have you two been together and sneaking around?” Sirius demanded, betrayal clear in his face. “How long have you been lying to me?”
But now, instead of feeling sick with guilt, James was confused. “Wait. We’re not together!” he said quickly, waving his hands towards the furious Gryffindor.
“Oh, don’t give me that, Prongs. I see how you look at him!” Sirius scoffed, crossing his arms.
“Yeah, I’m blood mad about him!” James chuckled humorlessly. “But he doesn’t give a rat’s arse about me!” He frowned, self-pity washing over him. “It’s right awful, actually.”
And then, the shorter boy narrowed his eyes. “You’re…you’re serious?”
“No, you-”
But Sirius was so shocked he didn’t let the joke land. “Prongs, he’s obsessed with you! Every time I look at him, he’s staring at you and he’s almost smiling!”
A grin slowly formed on James’s face. “I–really?” he asked, trying not to scream with joy.
But then Sirius seemed to realize what he’d done. His face grew pale. “Oh, fuck,” he murmured, covering his face with his hands. “Oh, shit, I’ve made it worse.”
James, however, was too busy beaming. “Hey, Pads? Hypothetically, how would you feel if I asked your brother out?” he asked in a sing-song voice.
“Fuck off,” Sirius mumbled into his palms, collapsing on James’s bed and groaning.
snitch - @wolfstarmicrofic - wolfstar raising harry - word count: 329
“Hey,” Remus said softly, collapsing next to an exhausted-looking Sirius on their ratty old sofa and immediately closing his eyes.
“He’s finally asleep?”
“Yes, but Merlin knows for how long.”
“Hm.”
He stayed that way for long enough that he almost fell asleep, but a memory flashed in his brain suddenly, and he peeled open his eyelids to give Sirius an amused look. “Haz told me something interesting while I was trying to get him to sleep.”
“Did he tell you that I ate the rest of the biscuits? Because I did no such thing,” Sirius replied quickly, gray eyes sparkling with amusement even with the dark circles that surrounded them.
“No,” Remus chuckled, “and even if he did, I already knew that. No, he said you two were talking about crushes.”
“Ah, yes,” the shorter man smirked. “He said he likes the little girl in his daycare class. Thinks she’s pretty.”
“Yes, yes, he told me. I guess he pulled her hair and she got angry?” Remus laughed.
“Yeah I told him that that’s not the way to a lady’s heart, but he seems to take after Prongs in a lot of ways,” Sirius chortled.
“He also told me that you told him a secret,” Remus continued, raising his eyebrows significantly.
Sirius furrowed his eyebrows. “I did?”
“Yes. He was quite eager to tell me that you also have a crush. On me,” Remus said, holding back a grin.
Sirius, however, burst into a fit of laughter. “That snitch!” he gasped dramatically, pressing his hand to his heart. “I told him that in confidence!”
“Yes, well, I don’t think he understood that part,” he replied, trying to keep a straight face. “He also didn’t seem to comprehend that it might be connected to the fact that we’re…y’know…married,” he explained, bursting into laughter once again.
Both of them took several moments to calm down before Sirius wiped at the tears of mirth and mumbled. “Well…secret’s out now, I guess.”
