Written from Remus’ pov but can be put to whoever you want
He didn’t remember when he stopped looking both ways before crossing the road, when he stopped worrying abt being on the wrong side of town late at night, when he had started drinking too much or when he stopped being careful when using a knife to cut up the veg. He didn’t remember when he stopped caring about himself.
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.
Ok I love this, I’m hard of hearing myself and seeing this kind of representation in one of my favourite characters is amazing and you bet your arse I’m going to write this
I'm sick of everyone thinking the black brothers are perfect, they were the product of inbreeding. Of course, they had medical conditions, so here are my headcanons about it.
Sirius is hard of hearing
Most of his friends just thought that Sirius had a hard time paying attention
Remus eventually figured it out because Sirius didn't hear things that everyone else could when they were all paying utmost attention.
After Remus told McGonagall she gave Sirius books about spells that would work like hearing aids
Sirius was confused at that time because even he didn't know about his being hard of hearing.
Madame Pomfrey had to tell him that if someone's family (like his) is inbreeding that the child could have a lot of medical conditions
She told him that it could have been worse but Sirius immediately ran out of the room
He then came back with his younger brother, who was only 12 at the time, and requested that she check Regulus's ears
Sirius might not have liked Regulus but he still thought that his brother deserved to know if he had a medical condition
Regulus had perfect hearing, however, Regulus had Hemophilia
(For those of you who don't know, Hemophilia is a blood clotting disorder that makes you bleed a lot even from the tiniest cuts, many inbreed royals over the years have had it)
To Sirius this was a very bad thing, so for the rest of the year Sirius watched Regulus like a hawk
Anyway, it was fun to bring science into the equation.
Aro culture is awesome!!! I love being aro!!! Like wow it’s so neat that we have community. I felt alone for so long but!!! We are everywhere if you’re willing to look hard enough!!!
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So I know I haven't posted anything for a while, I've been a bit busy with Uni work to write anything new. However, I have had some creative writing assignments and created some OC's. I was quite proud of this assignment I did and I'm currently working on another one. TW: talks of suicide, suicide of a family member and self harm scars.
I’m wearing your jumper. The one you left on my doorknob that morning. The creak of floorboards woke me up, but I turned over and dove back into a dream. It’s weird knowing that the last time I saw you it was a shadow slinking down the stairs and not you jumping on my bed to tell me about the book you’ve been reading or smiling after you beat me at cards. Your jumper stills smells of lavender and sea salt and the sand won’t leave the crevice’s of your pocket, like you won’t leave the crevices of my brain. I want to scrub you out, get a scourer on all the grooves and maybe it’ll hurt less. Scrubbing every memory of you every thought you gave me, every lesson. Losing my brain rather than losing you. I want to forget all the stories you told me to get me to sleep, I want to forget the nights we stayed up star gazing, I want to forget that you never lived outside of this hoodie, but you left it that night.
The sun rose again, the birds sang once more, and the waves continued to crash against the rocks. The sky was painted with pink and orange hues that night, tonight the sky was stained purple as it gave way to bright glistening stars. The hunter, Orion waves his club, the Pegasus spreads its wings proudly, Cassiopeia clutches to the north pole in an effort not to fall off her throne. I hope one day you find your way to the stars; I can look up at you and tell your story like you used to tell me theirs. The world kept spinning and the stars still shone in the sky everything kept moving. I had to keep moving too. I’m getting up, I’m listening to the birds singing, I’m watching the sun rise and set with each new day. I’m watching the moon go through her cycle her silver face turned to me and her amber smile comforting me the way you used to. She is reflected in the water that you greeted as an old friend; you threw open your arms as the waves did too.
The scars you left on your arms, your thighs, your face. I wonder if they stung when you hit the sea spray. The white lines dig in and create grooves in your skin like a record player going round, playing the same song over and over. Your life plays out in my head and the record goes round on the turn table. It’s your favourite, the one you barely let me touch for fear of breaking it. Funny that a song meant more to you than your own life. Although lots of things meant more to you than yourself. Your skin and blood a sacrifice, it drips, drips, drips. You didn’t care about yourself, your life, your blood, your soul. You cared about me though. That why you left me your jumper, right?
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Poster spotted in Olympia, WA
well i’m nonbinary so i had to reblog
since the old version of this post was flagged for 'adult content'...
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hiii so I’m planning to use this account to post some different one shots of marauders era characters and ships, honestly super excited but knowing me posting will be erratic at best haha. Anyway I hope someone enjoys :)