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Now Reg, don’t you blame the movies. Movies don’t create psychos. Movies make psychos more creative!

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these cuties were for a DTIYS over on Instagram

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⭐️☀️ James made Reg pose for a picture wearing the top James crocheted for him. ☀️⭐️

Finished and posted this to ao3 weeks ago but forgot to share on tumblr. whoops.

Couldn’t help myself, I finished my first fic for the into the jeggyverse discord bingo and had to draw Reg in his new top.

Prompts from my bingo card used:

James crochet’s Regulus a top

Mutual Pining

Ace character (queue ace panic James)

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I was crying too hard over the end of Creek Blues that I forgot to post this here.

ANYWAY, take this Creek Blues inspired moonwater. <3

Full thing on ao3

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i wish i had more time to finish this. he's so pretty

After 2 months of work being slow af I’m suddenly swamped. Mockup this change, mockup this new feature, black hat and def con are here so give us some graphics to post on social media, oh also give us 7 “slick sheets” (I shit you not they said slick sheets just say fucking flyers!!) by next week.

Everything I post gets flagged. Maybe cropping out more will be ok. Doesn’t matter I cover up all the important bits it’s still not good. I’m just starved for external validation pls I just wanna be told it’s good enough and I should keep going.

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let me babygirl-ify this fictional murderer in peace, please!

"You're glorifying a fictional murderer!" NO I'M NOT!!!!!!I'm sexualizing him.

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He's an outlaw on the run, sought for crimes he swears he didn't commit. None of it matters to Remus, just as it hadn't in the past. His job is to track him down and bring him in, dead or alive. The bounty on his head, the next target in line, that's all that matters.

He's not supposed to look into those stormy blues, see the universe staring back at him, and drown in the depths of the cosmos.

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Quick wolfstarbucks to get the brainrot out.

Really quite paradise on AO3

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Moonwater💜💗

Sink when you get close, tie me to the bedpost Ch.1 on AO3

Complete fic w/ art. 2 Chapters. 2,891 words. CHECK TAGS

(moonwater, prongsfoot, dead dove, but can still enjoy the art without reading the fic <3)

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Everyone's favorite Daddy.

Bored Stiff on AO3

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“Come on, love. Let’s get you in the shower.” Remus strokes James’ stomach, feeling the contours of his abs.

“Mmm, don’t wanna Moony. Wanna nap.” James mumbles, half asleep already.

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Baker Remus for @ghst-boys

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it honestly offends me that people don't want remus to kiss.

what, you think remus doesnt deserve a smooch?

if remus wants to break his back bending down to kiss reggie, LET HIM.

platonic moonwater, this

platonic moonwater, that

What if they’re fucking? Hm?? Never thought about that???

Try getting an imagination, kid

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I would say I go feral and froth at the mouth a normal amount for this man.

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"What the fuck are you wearing?!" Shouted Harry over the roaring crowd gathering on the street for this year's pride parade.

"Doesn't Draco look delicious? I truly did outdo myself this year." Said Pansy while holding Draco by the hips and shaking him a little to let his hips dance back and forth.

"It's a little….tight." Said Harry as he slipped his lower lip between his teeth following the shake of Draco's hips.

Can't tear yourself away can you? on ao3

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@microcest Prompt: “Shhh…Don’t Let Mom Hear”

Fandom: Harry Potter

Ship: Sirius Black/James Potter Implied Regulus Black/Sirius Black w/ a dose of future Remus Lupin thrown in the mix.

Word count: 741

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"Nmph anpmh bremph," Sirius struggled behind the large hand cupping his mouth and nose. James loosened his grip to hear Sirius below him gasp for air. It was the dead of night, with only the moon shining through the sheer curtains in James' room. 

"Oh, shit, sorry." James stilled his movement, moving his hand to rest on Sirius' cheek, allowing him to take deep, steady breaths. 

"Okay, okay, I'm - ah - you can keep going - oh fuck" James braces himself, both hands palms down on each side of Sirius' head. Gripping the sheets, he slowly pulls out and thrusts back inside his best friend, his brother. This was the first summer break Sirius had spent every night at the Potters, his new home. 

"Pads, you need to keep it down."

"I'm trying just fuck; you feel so good, Jamie." This was the first summer break they did this almost nightly.

"Pads, please. Our mom's a light sleeper, you know that."

"Your mother." Sirius whispered with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Stop that, you're my brother. She loves you just as much."

"I already had a brother."

"Have, love. We'll get him out. We'll get him out and show him what a home feels like."

James quickened his pace, in and out in a steady rhythm mimicked by the smaller boys: Ah, ah, ah. James slowly lowered himself to his elbows, making sure his rhythm didn't falter. He placed his forehead on the others; they were breathing the same air. Puffs of hot breath tickled the other, lips centimeters apart, but they didn't kiss. James hasn't asked why. It's not something they do. 

"Kiss me," Sirius said, taking James by surprise. He looked into the other boy's eyes, trying to find anything that told him Sirius didn't mean it. All he saw was love. When their lips met, they made soft, gentle movements. They were passionate but not hungry. 

Their movements grew increasingly frantic, and their breathing became labored. Sirius lowered his right hand from their grip on James' hair and began to stroke himself as quickly as he could. James felt Sirius clench around his cock; he knew he was close. With a shuddering sigh, Sirius spilled over his hand and stomach as James gave one, two, three more thrusts and spilled inside his best friend. 

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James wrapped his arm around Sirus' waist and pulled him close to his chest. They lay in the afterglow, waiting for their heart rates to slow and their breathing to even out. With his back against his chest, James couldn't tell if the smaller boy had fallen asleep until he spoke up. 

"He was my first kiss, and I was his... I haven't, not with anyone else." James didn't have to ask who Sirius was talking about. He knew he missed his brother, our brother. He knew the guilt that lived inside his best friend was eating away at him the longer he spent not knowing if he was okay. James squeezed Sirius a little closer to comfort him and remind him of his promise earlier that night. 

A few minutes passed before Sirius spoke up again. 

"Prongs?" 

"Mmm?" James replied sleepily, burrowing his face in Sirius' hair and breathing in his scent. 

"Do you think if we invite Moony to be with us, he'll want to?" James was waiting for Sirius to bring up their other best friend. He moved his head to rest his chin on the other boy's shoulder. 

"Like be with us or be with us?" 

"Both"

"I'd like him to be." And he did. James loved his best friends and would do anything to keep them all safe. 

"Me too…do you think – do you think he'd be weirded out about.."

"I think you can carve out Moony's heart with your bare hands, and he'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt." He knew he said the right thing as he felt his best friend wiggle in excitement and classic tell for his happiness. Leave it to Sirius Black to find that statement romantic. 

"I think I'm in love with him." 

"I know." and I'm in love with your brother, James thought, but that's a conversation for another day.

"I love you too, you know, and I love my--" His voice cracked, unable to finish his thought.

"I know, Pads; go to sleep, yeah? We'll owl Moony in the morning."

Both boys breathing evened out, and Euphemia Potter was able to go back to sleep.