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I saw this post and just had to make it Drarry.
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"A Scare"
@wolfstarmicrofic October Prompt 7 [Ghost]
Warnings: none Word Count: 158 words
The common room was dim, lit only by the flickering fire. Remus lounged on the sofa, a sly grin on his face as he waited for Sirius. He had a plan.
When the door creaked open, Sirius burst in, excitement in his eyes. “Remus! You won’t believe—”
“Shh,” Remus interrupted, his voice low. “I heard a ghost.”
Sirius rolled his eyes, but a shiver ran down his spine. “You’re not serious.”
“Just listen,” Remus said, leaning closer. The fire crackled ominously, shadows dancing on the walls.
Suddenly, a moaning sound echoed from the corner of the room. Sirius froze, eyes wide. “What was that?”
Remus stifled a laugh. “I think he’s found you.”
Before Sirius could protest, a pale figure floated into view, eyes wide and mournful.
Sirius yelped, tripping over himself and landing hard. “Remus!”
Remus burst out laughing.
Sirius groaned, half-annoyed, half-relieved. “You scared me half to death!”
“I couldn’t resist,” Remus grinned.
Sirius narrowed his eyes playfully. “Just wait. I’ll get you back for this.”
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candy - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 190
"Trick or treat!" Tiny voices signaled to Barty and Evan that it was finally, finally time,
When Regulus had patiently explained to them the Muggle tradition of dressing up and knocking on doors for Halloween, they'd been thrilled. They'd spent weeks perfecting their years, their costumes, their entryway, making sure everything was ready for this moment. And now?
"AHHHHHHHH!" Barty screamed, popping out of the coffin he was hiding in, fake blood flowing from his pale, makeup-covered mouth, his zombie costume perfected after hours of work.
Two children, barely older than seven, stared wide-eyed and frozen at him.
But then, Evan jumped at them from behind.
Chainsaw in hand, transfigured meat to look like severed limbs hanging around his neck by bloody ropes, mask over his face, he cackled madly, waving the chainsaw above his head, red lights flashing from their house. "HAPPY HALLO-" he began to yell.
But with high-pitched, terrified screams, the children ran, not stopping even as they left the yard, hurling up the street.
Immediately, Evan cut out the chainsaw and turned to a confused-looking Barty, tilting his head to the side. "But....they forgot their candy?"
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guess what movies my friend has me watching :9
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Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
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Cowboy and Vampire<3
Drew a little something for jeguluskinktober over on twitter !!
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high school sweethearts drarry but they're that one clingy annoying couple 💞
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it’s horribly domestic but i think sometimes james doesn’t notice when his glasses get smudged up, so regulus will just pluck them off his face while james is mid-ramble and clean them on the bottom of his shirt for him, all while nodding along to whatever james is talking about before putting them back on for him
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And they lived happily ever after :D ….or did they
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Confess
Pandalily - an anonymous request
Biting her nails and pacing back and forth, Lily murmured to herself, trying to gain some semblance of confidence.
"Do I tell her I fancy her? Flirt with her a bit? Compliment her? Maybe I should ask Dorcas how she feels? Maybe...I should like, touch her hair? Ugh, this is so complicated!" she lamented, throwing her hands in the air.
"Lils, with all the love in the world, you're being thick," Marlene said simply, rolling her eyes. "Pandora fancies you, too. Just tell her."
"Easy for you to say! Dorcas kissed you in front of the whole damn school!" Lily snapped.
Marlene just chuckled, probably remembering the Quidditch game that past year. "Fair enough."
"Maybe I'll start by asking her to study together. Oh! I can say I need help with Divination. And then while she helps me, I can slowly start...I dunno, touching her hand, or something," Lily said, biting her lip nervously.
But before Marlene could give her opinion, Dorcas and Pandora arrived at the Entrance Hall. Marlene quickly disappeared with her girlfriend, so Lily turned to the blonde and took a deep breath. "Pandora, can I have help with something?" she asked, heart beating in her throat.
"Oh, sure! But before I do, I was thinking. We should go to Hogsmeade together on Saturday," Pandora said simply, smiling and taking Lily's sweaty hand.
"I-" Lily blinked, trying to steady her whirling mind. "Like a date?"
"Yes. I quite like you," the other girl grinned, admitting it like it was the easiest thing in the world.
"I...I like you too," Lily murmured, beaming, cheeks pink.
"Now, what did you need help with?" Pandora asked, tucking a strand of hair behind Lily's ear, making her blush even more.
"Taking Marlene's advice, apparently."
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nobody warns you this but addiction happens without you noticing and one of the first things that it attacks is your ability to care. if you find yourself using recreational drugs every day, stop and take one day a week sober. if you struggle with this or if you don't see the point of the exercise, you are likely already addicted and you need help.
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overprotective padfoot>>
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sip - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 178
"One sip, James," Regulus sighed, offering the water again.
"No," James pouted, head completely under the blanket, slightly less freezing in his warm cocoon.
"James. You won't get better if you don't drink," Regulus said flatly, rolling his eyes.
"I'm ill, Reggie! Why are you being so mean to me?" the other man whined, flailing a bit and groaning with the resulting aches.
Resisting the urge to laugh, Regulus sat at his bedside and took a breath. "Jamie," he said in a softer voice, a voice he usually reserved for the most intimate of moments. "Please drink something, baby."
Eyes peeked out from under the blanket but James still refused to move.
"Fine. I guess I'll have to go sleep on the couch tonight, since you're so sick, I-" Regulus said, holding back a smile.
Suddenly, a hand shot out of the blanket and snatched the cup, which disappeared in the depths of the cocoon, only to reappear seconds later void of all water.
"Hmm. Thought so," Regulus chuckled. His thirty-year-old husband was such a baby when sick.
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Lily in the library✨✨
Y’all, I’m so glad I hopped back onto tumblr. I haven’t really used this site since 2019. I have drawn more in the past week than I have in the past 2 years!
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You should only write in present tense with extreme caution.
not because it's bad or anything but because if you do it even once you're going to be editing the bits where you shifted tenses out of your writing for the rest of your life
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