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I have come to make a very important announcement: *clears throat* meow

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a collection, feel free to add more

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A sketch for The Cadence of Part Time Poets on A03 by Motswolo. My god, this book is doing things to me. I love it a lot! It also made me appreciate 70s rock bands more! I am a very happy reader :)

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[on the phone]

Sirius: Where are you? Dinner is getting cold!

Remus: Waiting for the bus.

Sirius: Hurry up!

Remus: Ok, I'll be waiting faster, you cunt.

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today my mother said “i like succulents, they’re prickly and independent. just like you!” and if that’s not regulus black coded then idk what is

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Gaslight gatekeep girlboss Sirius Black

Touch-starved transgender train wreck Regulus Black

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a little spin off from the last comic. Harry’s bank account hates to see every holiday season…and Draco’s birthday

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James: I baked you muffins.

Regulus:... Why?

James: because I value you and everything you do. Also, you're cute.

Regulus , blushing: oh.

Sirius, groaning: you've been married for three years could you stop-

James: N E V E R

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Regulus is a dry texter, just texts to get his point across, and usually answers with a one-word response. Worst of all, he uses punctuation. If James texts I love you he answers “I love you, too.” so he just comes across as passive aggressive.

Only for James to find out that he does use emojis etc, but only with Pandora. He genuinely cries.

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Regulus is a dry texter, just texts to get his point across, and usually answers with a one-word response. Worst of all, he uses punctuation. If James texts I love you he answers “I love you, too.” so he just comes across as passive aggressive.

Only for James to find out that he does use emojis etc, but only with Pandora. He genuinely cries.

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Happy Christmas!!! To anyone who celebrates… specially to the marauders fans cause we know what Christmas entails for us

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Potter men🤝 Slytherins who insult them 🎨: @betweendyingstars, sybillgray, likeafunerall

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🎄🎅🎁

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 In my heart is a Christmas tree farm Where the people would come To dance under sparkling lights My Christmas Countdown - Christmas Eve

@trinasleeps

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Fake - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 339

Regulus waited in the dark passageway and tapped his foot nervously, heart racing and palms sweating, rethinking his decision not to run. If he left now, he could probably get to the Slytherin Common room before James found him. Or even better, he might be able to pack all of his things and escape to France or-

“Tell me it wasn’t fake. That you weren’t lying.”

Sighing and resigning himself to his fate, he turned and locked eyes with James Potter. “What wasn’t fake, Potter?” he demanded, already knowing the answer.

“You said– you said–” James gasped, stopping and leaning against the wall to catch his breath after clearly having run there. After taking a moment to breathe, he inhaled and spoke again. “Earlier. When Crouch was bothering you. You said you weren’t interested in his friend because you fancy someone. A Gryffindor. I heard you!” James said the last sentence like he was trying to convince himself as much as Regulus.

“So?” Regulus snapped, sending him an uncaring look. Inside, he was panicking. James wasn;t supposed to hear that.

James looked like he was steeling himself for attack with the way he stood. “It’s…it can’t be…is it me?”

“Do I spend time with any other Gryffindors?” he retorted, rolling his eyes and wanting to disappear into the floor. 

James gaped. “I mean…Marlene. And Remus.”

Regulus sighed. “Any single Gryffindors, Potter.”

The grin that broke onto James’s face was nothing less than brilliantly jaw-dropping. “It’s me then?”

“Yes,” Regulus mumbled, looking away and wondering how he’d ended up here. Hiding in a secret passageway. Desperately in love with James Potter, of all people. The whole thing was both mortifying and terrifying.

But suddenly, one hand lightly gripped his waist, while the other gently cupped his jaw, causing him to look up into the most mesmerizing eyes he’d ever seen. Without even thinking about it, he moved to wrap his arms around James’s neck.

“Reg,” James whispered reverently, “you have no idea how much I feel for you, do you?”