stranger things // marauders era #1 elmax and jegulus stan lesbian and genderfluid they/she/he
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elmax being each others superheroes and saving/helping/protecting each other.
bonus: max saving el from mike, the patriarchy, and giving her choices/letting el make her own decisions.
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em talking about The Wizard Of Oz and tfs has caused a relapse in an idea I gave up on because it's not easily photosettable. here's as far as I got:
Max is Dorothy. I'll just stream of consciousness it for you: red shoes and pigtails... unconscious in bed at the end.. "you're not really here"/"you were there, and you were there"... rainbows and wizards... bffs with the good witch... bad witch threatens to drop a house on her... she feeds that little dog...
obv we're missing the literal doorway from the famous TWOZ scene, but if I squint really hard there's some loosely similar shot compositions as Max walks out of reality and into a dream world, and runs back out again...
that's all.
oh wait the bad witch also has a problem with water. ok that's all.
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february 1, @jegulus-microfic prompt: shower. 495 words.
“Reg, I promise,” James whined, dramatic and huffy.
Regulus glared at him, arms crossed over his chest. He stood at about six inches shorter than James, but it never stopped Reg from putting all of his outrage into those glares. James personally thought he looked like an angry little bunny, and he usually booped his nose when he tried to look so intimidating.
“James. You always fall asleep. It’s practically a law of nature at this point. I can guarantee when I come out of the shower you will be passed out peacefully on the bed and miss another movie night.”
James pouted, putting all of his own energy into making adorable puppy eyes. (He knew Regulus would always fold. Poor boy never stood a chance.) James reached out a hand and tugged Regulus’ arms apart, hands clasping together. “Go shower, love. I know you can’t get in bed till you’re clean. I will be very patiently waiting in bed for you. And you will pick a movie and I will listen to all of your commentary the whole time and it’ll be wonderful. I love your movie choices, Mr. Film-Critic-Slash-Movie-Expert.” James grinned and kissed Regulus’ cheek. Reg softened a little at the kiss, leaning into James, and he knew he was right—he did need a shower—but he very sincerely doubted James’ ability to stay awake more than ten minutes without Reg to pester him.
Regulus kissed James’ shoulder(his eyeline was just at James’ collarbones and he didn’t feel like jumping up to kiss him with their appalling height difference) and he grumbled, “you always fall asleep when I’m in the shower,” before making his way to the bathroom. He rushed through the shower, still being thorough, hoping to find James awake and alert on the bed when he came back.
Regulus’ face cracked into a big and genuine smile when he saw James not in bed asleep, but walking around the room in circles, balancing a book on his head with a look of severe concentration on his lovely face. “Jamie,” Reg said, startling James into dropping the book. But James grinned easily back, and threw his arms up in a celebratory cheer.
“I’m awake! I walked around the whole time so I wouldn’t fall asleep. Time for our movie night!”
Regulus melted into a puddle, throwing his arms around James and dragging him onto the bed. He covered James’ face in loud smacking kisses and they both giggled. “Thank you, Jamie,” he whispered. James hummed, pressing close.
Regulus picked a movie and they curled up all comfy in bed, bodies warm and limbs tangled together. Regulus did comment on every interesting thing he noticed, and James might have fallen asleep within ten minutes, snoring softly and tucked into Regulus’ side like a cat. But Regulus didn’t mind one bit, still feeling oh-so-warm, because James tried so hard to stay awake while he took a shower. His boy was so sweet.
also found on ao3(multi-chapter microfic wip): february, i'm yours.
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peanuts jeggy, anyone?
also i’ve rewatched mean girls and i had forgotten how gay it was?? expect nobelflower (mean girls au) content.
ref:
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the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
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*barty and sirius in azkaban*
barty: how the fuck haven't you gone completely insane yet
sirius: nothing can break me
barty: James fucked regulus when he was in sixth year and reg was in fifth
sirius: when I get out of here I'm going to kill both of them
barty:
sirius:
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BOTTOMS (2023) costume design by Eunice Jera Lee
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the feminine urge to listen to the entire soundtrack of the movie/series you've just finished.
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i’m calling it right now that timmy’s wonka is going to become a tumblr sexyman
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anyone else remember being a child and seeing the very neat handwriting of other little girls and somehow knowing that you were a different genre of person than they were
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wish my life was like a 90's movie where all my friends work in record stores and bookshops and coffee shops and we see really cool bands in small little clubs and get breakfast together and like hang out on roofs and shit
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can’t stop thinking of how domestic maren and lee looked here
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