Ok Im Writing Something For Moony’s Birthday In Two Days But My Laptop Has A Virus So It Might Be Late
ok im writing something for moony’s birthday in two days but my laptop has a virus so it might be late 😫i’m sorryyyyyy
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why do people always only expect you to have one thing. one disorder one pet one gender one pronouns one name one favorite movie one crush one best friend. like why do I have an inventory limit
Cherry blossoms
Happy birthday to one James Potter!! It's also mothering Sunday which is perfect as we know James is the no.1 mum friend! This is a fluffy Jegulus fic I hope you enjoy! TW/ food and mention of making out but its mostly light kisses
James wasn’t sure what was happening, accept that one minute he was talking to Sirius and the next Reg had sidled up next to him and said “Gonna need to borrow your brother, brother”
Now he was being dragged through the halls of Hogwarts by the arm and his boyfriend was the one doing it. I mean who could complain. Regulus was often very thought out and didn’t do anything without thinking over it for days at the very least. James might be the sportier of the two, but the slight seeker had speed that’s for sure. The messy haired boy tumbled after his boyfriend practically tripping over his own feet in order to keep up.
“Reg, where...?”
“Shhh it’s a surprise come on” somehow the younger boy managed to speed up despite James already heaving for breath. Suddenly Regulus came to a halting stop causing James to almost crash into the back of him, instead he practically doubled over taking a few deep breathes.
“I thought you were supposed to be the sporty one, Potter. Oh, great quidditch champion” the fact that he hadn’t even built up a sweat just made James admire his boyfriend even more.
“Oi cardio is hell, its why I never do it” he straightened up having caught his breath and leaned in for a quick kiss which Regulus gladly returned. Then his wrist was once again circled with Regulus cold fingers. Honestly, why were his hands always so cold, maybe it ran in the family since Sirius’s hands were often cold too. Another tug at his wrist drew James’ attention to the staircase behind Regulus. For a second, he panicked before the ever-graceful Black started walking up the stairs backwards, he didn’t even stumble or second guess his stepping. James on the other hand practically fell over every step in his effort to keep up with the other boy. After another failed attempt and climbing the stairs, the pair started snickering at James’ poor coordination.
“How can you be so flawless on a broom and yet you can’t climb some bloody stairs?”
“I’m only this clumsy cause I’ve got the best view and they keep distracting me” the blush that was then painted across Regulus’ cheeks was easily the best birthday present he’d received all day.
“Shut up potter” the words didn’t match the soft lilt in his voice or the sappy smile pouring across it.
“Oh, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop saying how much I’ve fallen for you. Especially if it makes your face to that cute thing” pale hands moved over Regulus’ face to cover his expression, but they didn’t stay long as calloused hands moved them back down to their sides. Regulus’ pale hands looked even lighter cradled in James’ darker hands.
“Hey, no hiding from the birthday boy” the grin on his face was mirrored by a small chuckle from the boy on the taller step. Tugging at his hands James drew him down for a soft kiss, and another and another before Regulus pushed lightly at his chest.
“Come on, we can’t just make out in a stair well for your birthday” a small huff left James’ mouth as a followed closely behind the Slytherin. As they finally made it to the top of the stairs, and they slipped inside of the astronomy tower.
“Reggie wait…” James stumbles inside and looked up, the view made him stop dead. There was a checked red blanket laid out with a perfect view of the stars. Little snacks ranging from his favourite crisps to a tower of profiteroles were littered around the blanket. There was also cherry blossoms everywhere. Some had been charmed to curl up the walls like vines, while some had been put in several vases dotted around the room. James had told them how the cherry blossom was his favourite flower; he was lucky his birthday was the perfect time for the flowers to bloom.
“Cherry blossoms are my favourite, you remembered?” a bewildered look passed over Regulus’ face
“You talk about them all the time… I do actually listen to you. I mean you talked about cherry blossoms for an hour about how they’re supposed to impart wisdom on your soul or some shit.” By this point he had started waving their hands about trying to prove his point and almost wacked James nose.
“Yeah, but you were staring into space I thought you’d dozed off or something”
“I was staring at you” now it was James’s turn to blush “come one there’s so much food”
The two of them settled down on the blanket and turned to the large array of food and began to tuck in. Halfway through stuffing a profiterole in his mouth James remember that a lot of students used the astronomy tower to spend some private time. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of Reg, he just wanted to spend his birthday night with him, undisturbed.
“Reggie?”
“hmm”
“Y’know a lot of people come up to the astronomy tower” as if reading his mind Regulus then responded
“Disillusionment charm, love. No one is even gonna see this place until I take it down” Damn. Every time he thought his boyfriend had forgotten something Regulus amazed him. Struck by awe of the boy before him James lent in to place a chaste kiss on their cheek.
“You’re like a jedi Reg” he then continued to speak in deeper voice while waving his hands in front of him “These are not the droids you’re looking for” Regulus blink a few times
“…sure?” the baffled look on his face apparently just made it more kissable in James opinion, so that’s what he did. Once, twice, three times, four times, until it all just melded into one long kiss.
This was pretty perfect, kissing his boyfriend under the stars with the smell of cherry blossoms in the air. He couldn’t think of a better birthday present. He hadn’t realised he was smiling into the kiss until Regulus pulled away smiling right back at him.
“What are you thinking about?” they practically whisper into his skin.
“How perfect this birthday present is.” At that Regulus jumped out of his reach looking slightly frazzled. James was suddenly worried he’d said something wrong as his arms were awkwardly hanging in the air where Regulus was once between them.
“I forgot I hadn’t actually given you you’re present. What kind of boyfriend am I? hold one” he then took of to the other side of the room and started pushing several of the cherry blossoms aside looking for… something.
“Wait this wasn’t the present?” James said sounding more confused by the minute.
“What? No this was just the lead up. Here.” he was standing in front of him once again with a box wrapped in light blue birthday paper. Carefully James took the box out of his hands and set it in his lap as Regulus settled beside him again. In an instance paper was strewn every which way and the lip of the box flicked open, inside lay a pair of simple quidditch goggles. As a confused expression crossed James’ face Regulus jumped to explain.
“They’re your prescription, cause you always complain about wearing your goggles over your glasses and then when you don’t you hate the rain on your glasses because then you can’t see. I also got new goggles cause your other ones are falling apart at the seams, I mean you don’t take care of them ever and I couldn’t exactly regift your old goggl…” their rambling was cut short by James’ lips pressed firmly against their own. As he pulled away an excited grin was passing over James face.
“They’re awesome! I love them Reggie” he stated as the goggles put into place over his eyes with a sharp snap. Honestly, they looked a little ridiculous with tussles of hair pouring out from under the elastic. James was blinking at Regulus rapidly as the other boy was trying not to explode into a fit of giggles.
“Love, - you have to - take your glasses off - first!” he said in between belts of laughter, that sound was James’ favourite in the whole world. The young boy who always seemed so calculating finally carefree and laughing at his ridiculously stupid boyfriend. Well, James would make himself the fool over and over again to hear that sound. Slipping the goggles of once more to be able to see his boyfriend again so he could safely land a kiss to their cheek.
“Thank you, they’re perfect” the pair were still staving off the last of the giggles and smiles into each other’s eyes under the starlight. Eventually Regulus lent his head against James’ shoulder and nodded off. Shortly after James fell victim to sleep as well with his arms wrapped around Regulus’ shoulders.
They woke to the rising sun peaking through the trees wrapped up in each other content to stay there forever, alas they had to leave the perfect cocoon that they had made. It would always be a memory.
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Moony’s birthday
Ok so I thought this fic was lost forever and then it turns out I just needed to restart my laptop and everything was fine again lol. Turns out machines need a break too. This is def some hurt/comfort shit and I’m kind of proud of it so I hope you enjoy.
Sleep was wonderful. It was a point where you could escape the worries and responsibilities of life for a while where you didn’t have to do anything except appreciate the warmth of the duvet. That is exactly what Remus Lupin was doing. Well until the covers were thrown back by his traitor husband exposing the long and lanky frame to the cold march air. That brought a stabbing pain in his chest that he was almost used to by now, almost.
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Covers yanked back and three extra bodies piled onto the small twin sized bed with similar levels of excite glee.
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mooooonnnnnnyyyyyyy” the three bodies also decided to bring their disastrously out of tune voices along with them it seemed “happy birthday too youuuuu!”
Despite the feeling of being physically crushed by his best friends Remus also felt crushed by the love pouring out of these boys and a grin couldn’t help but work itself onto his face.
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“Moonbeam, my love how are you this fine morning?” Sirius said with way to much joy and energy in his voice for 8am.
“Better if you let me sleep in you arsehole” the tawny (now greying) haired man grumbled into his pillow haphazardly searching for the duvet to pull back over his head, but soon gave up as he could reach it
“Well, this arsehole made you birthday breakfast so come on I know you hate getting crumbs in the bed” and with that the shorter man left the room with a large flourish, well a rather dramatic flick of his hair at least.
Birthday breakfast is something James thought of. Remus didn’t like presents and hated his birthday, hated the attention, but James being James needed to show his friend how much he cared.
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Stumbling down to the great hall before classes still wiping sleep from his eye Remus Lupin was joined by only two friends instead of the regular three. James was often an early riser so seeing him sat at the breakfast table wasn’t unusual. No, the unusual thing was the plate of all different goodies. Pancakes, waffles, toast, beans, sausages, bacon, hashbrowns, eggs (done every way you can), croissants, hot cross buns, crumpets and even cereal. It seems his friend hadn’t forgot a single classic English breakfast item and as Remus sat down staring bewildered at the mountain of foods the messy haired boy spoke up before he could even attempt to say anything.
“My Mum taught me to cook loads of different things like the eggs sunny side up, scrambled, poached fried. OH, and the pancakes have got chocolate chips cause you love chocolate y’know, can’t forget the chocolate sauce, I’ve also got fruit cause well its healthy. I just figured since you don’t like presents at least I can give you food, right?” the information was sort of rocketed in Remus’s general direction rather than actually spoken but that was just James.
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Remus was pulled from another memory of Hogwarts that caused that twinging pain in his left lung, by the mountain of food on the island in the kitchen. Pancakes, waffles, all the cereal boxes pulled down from the shelf, a plate of sausages and another waiting for the bacon, hashbrowns, croissants, hot cross buns, and crumpets.
Sirius was standing over the stove frying up the last of the bacon swinging his hips and humming too the intro of ‘tie your mother down’ playing through the old record player speakers sat in the corner. Remus lent against the doorway admiring the love of his life with Remus’s pyjama’s low on his hips. Sirius was beautiful, he always had been why shouldn’t Remus spend a bit of time relishing in the presence of this man. The humming had changed into Sirius belting out the words.
“GET YOUR PARTY GOWN, GET YOUR PIGTAIL DOWN, GET YOUR HEART BEATIN’ BABY”
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12th December 1976 was a cold day which Remus decided was best wrapped up in a blanket with a book, that was until Sirius and James all but tumbled through the door to their shared dorm.
“PRONGS PUT IT ON GO ON GO ON!”
“IM GETTING THEIR PADFOOT JUST-“
Remus looked up from his perch on the windowsill book in his lap forgotten in favour of the two boys excitement.
‘’What the fuck is happening?” came Remus’s confused gruff voice from the other side of the room.
“MOONY MOONY MOONY MOONY CHRISTMAS HAS OFFICIALLY COME EARLY! LOOK, LOOK, LOOK!” Sirius was practically vibrating with excitement and way to loud as per usual as he shoved the record sleeve in his boyfriends face.
“Woah. WHERE IN THE EVER-LIVING FUCK DID YOU GET THIS?” A wide excited grin joined his face too match his two best friends.
“Muggle shop,” he said flippantly “it came out TWO days ago Moony!”
“Hold on how did you get to muggle shop, Hogsmead is the only town nearby? No tell me after we’ve listened to the album, come on James how long does it take to put on a fucking record”
“Alright don’t get your knickers in a twist Moony, here” and the first notes of Tie your mother down started playing through the speakers and the three friends stood around appreciating the music.
They must’ve listen to the album twice through before Peter joined them and proceeded to complain that they didn’t find him immediately. Then they all listened through the album through another three times before discussing and then another two times. To say Day at the races was a favourite record for the marauders was an understatement.
“Wow, that might be there best album EVER” Peter announced
“Ooh making some bold claims there Wormy” came the teasing voice of James Potter
“I think my favourite song was Tie your mother down. What about you lot?” Sirius started the conversation the usually ended in arguments and harsh words thrown about whenever a new record was added to the marauders collection. “Moony?” grey eyes looked up through dark eyelashes up at the other boy. From his place in his lap Sirius got a perfect view of the birthmarks speckling the column of Remus’s neck and the different shades of brown, yellow and gold in his hair. The light from above created a halo around Remus’s head as he looked down on the dark-haired boy resting in his lap.
“Oof, Pads. A favourite? I dunno, they were all sooooo good!”
“Oh, come of it Moony you always have a favourite!” James socked foot came to knock his knee, the taller boys attention was briefly taken away from the boy in his lap. Sirius usually like to have all the attention, but he didn’t mind this one bit, getting too look at Moony will that easy smile spread across his face and watching the thoughts run over his face was a sight to behold.
“Good old fashioned lover boy” he said holding James gaze as the messy haired boy threw his hands in the air in clear frustration.
“NO! THE BEST SONG WAS CLEARLY DROWSE!”
“WHAT?! YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME PRONGS” Remus lent forward and threw his hands around but quickly moved back in fear of jostling Sirius too much
“WHAT IT WAS A GOOD SONG AND I STAND BY THAT!” messy haired boy stood up with an air of finality
“Oh no you don’t get to walk away from this conversation Prongs” at the moment Remus leapt across the room, all aspects of keeping his boyfriend comfy went out the window apparently and latched himself onto James ankles toppling him to ground like a Jenga tower.
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Remus wrapped his arms around his husbands waist and plastered his chest to expanse of Sirius back while proceeding to joining with a new rendition of Tie your mother down.
“GOT MY TIMIN’ RIGHT, GOT MY ACT ALL TIGHT, ITS GOTTA BE TONIGHT MY LITTLE SCHOOL BABE!”
“YOUR MOMMA SAYS YOU DON’T AND YOUR DADDY SAYS YOU WON’T AND IM BURNIN’ UP INSIDE AINT NO WAY IM GONNA LOOSE OUT THIS TIME”
The smell of burning bacon is what knocked the couple out of their fantasy and Sirius frantically moved the pan of the heat and salvaged the bacon that wasn’t burnt. Still plastered to his husbands back Remus started shaking with silent laughter.
“Oi you wanker grab the plate and at least be useful instead of laughing at my efforts” Sirius said a teasing lilt to his voice. Moving away from the warmth that Sirius always managed to radiate was more of a chore than trying to grade 1st years essays even if he did wrap his arms back around the shorter mans waist as soon as he could.
“Y’know, I thought you were getting better at cooking didn’t Effie teach you to cook” Remus said jokingly.
“She certainly tried; you know James was always the chef” in one sentence all of their teasing had fallen, and they were left with the nasty reminder that they were alone. The two of them with their friends all lost to a war that none of them should have been a part of. The tears didn’t creep up on Remus by any stretch of the imagination, they had been waiting for the right moment to strike all morning and he had only just been holding them back.
“I miss them too, love” Remus whispered into Sirius neck where he had tucked his head.
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agreed. I love Odysseus’ but Helen only ever had eyes for Menelaus
Ngl, one of my personal "no, absolutely not. No thank you" Oath of Tyndareus headcanons is that Helen liked Odysseus and wanted him first.
What do you mean Helen wasn't immediately captivated by Menelaus? The lorge, awkward, autistic man with his big brown eyes? The man who she very likely grew up at least knowing somewhat as he was in Sparta during his childhood during his exile? What do you mean Helen didn't see Odysseus simp for Penelope and tease Penelope about it as cousins do?
Like, not to be mean, but it gives "Odysseus is the main character and therefore everyone falls for him" vibes. I mean... it's semi-true, as goddesses even wanted him (not reciprocated) but I dunno. :/ I just genuinely think Helen would immediately know that she does not match or like Odysseus' freak and that her freak cousin would match better.
Having a crush while being aro-ace is soooo funny because I'm literally just like. I wanna go to the grocery store with you
ah shit sorry man i didnt mean to spill my "aro4aro friends with benefits relationship" all over your favorite ship, fuck dude my bad, it wont happen again
