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The real tattoos

Drawing these made me realise I can’t wait for the rest of Jean’s reinvention. He’s the most powerful force on the board and hasn’t even got started yet…

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this might be my favourite thing yet.

I love the headcanon that Jean thinks Andrew is kinda spooky like a blank-eyed child in a horror movie or something.

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Jeremy and Andrew having to use their professional exy salaries to financially support not just their boyfriends but also their boyfriend’s boyfriend Kevin after Ichirou takes his monthly check

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Jeremy “I’m your favorite athletes favorite athlete” Knox. 🤭🤞🏻

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just put $1000 of lego into my online cart and now I'm just looking at it longingly.

I'm saving for other shit rn. I don't need lego.

but...

but I want it.

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Rosekiller and Luna microfic: bath time

“Ah fuck there’s too many bubbles!”

“Bad word Uncle Ev.”

Evan looked helplessly over at Barty who was holding his phone up trying to take a cute photo of the two of them while suppressing his laughter.

Evan had been trying to help Luna with her bath for the last thirty minutes but she had kept insisting on him tipping more and more of the bubble mixture in until they were suddenly all overcome. Evan had his doubts when the bubbles started lapping the rim of the tub but now they had spilled right over the edge and were suddenly creating a real problem for the two dry contingents of the whole bath time routine. 

Luna seemed to be having the time of her life.

“Barty,” Evan whined, “what the fuck do I do?”

“Stop tipping the bubble mixture in would be my first suggestion?” Barty answered, barely containing himself.

“Panda is going to kill us.”

They eventually managed to coax Luna out of the tub and after many many bedtime stories, she was now sleeping soundly in her bedroom. The bathroom cleanup was deemed tomorrow’s problem.

“Be honest Ev, how many texts have you sent to Panda tonight?”

Evan checked his phone sheepishly.

“Seven.”

“For fuck’s sake. She’ll never trust us with her kid again! She’s alive, ain’t she? She’s happy?”

“The last text was just all question marks if I’m being honest…”

“Evvvvvv…” Barty sighed while dramatically draping his lanky body over his boyfriend who was reclining comfortably on his sister’s couch.

Evan was still fixated on his phone. 

“She’s not replying. Do you think I should call her?”

“She’s on a date, lover. I’m pretty sure she has seen every text and has just rolled her eyes at your dramatics. Let her fucking enjoy herself. Luna is safe and asleep… maybe we can enjoy ourselves too…”

“We are not having sex at my sister’s house.”

“Ugh. Are you sure?”

Barty’s hand slowly slid up Evan’s thigh and revelled at the change of breathing he had coaxed out of his partner. Evan let his head fall back onto the pillows and was just about to connect his lips to Barty’s throat when they heard…

“Uncle Evan?”

Fuck.

Pandora really owed them for this night.

“Coming sweetpea!” Evan called while catching Barty’s roaming hand in his own, bringing it to his lips for a kiss and dropping it to go tend to his niece upstairs.

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Regulus, carrying a large box: Honey, what would you say if I brought home a kitten.

James: *stops in the middle of feeding their eight cats*

Regulus:

James: Love, what's in the box?

Regulus, as the box meows: Answer the damn question.

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Little snippets

thanks for the tag @under-pink-skys .. if you're late I'm DEFINITELY late haha

I'm attempting to write a love, actually kind of fic with 7 different love stories, all connected, all intertwined. This is from that.

Love, in all actuality

The boy was breathtakingly beautiful. He wore an annoyed expression, seemingly due to being surrounded by so many others, and god, did James relate to that. His dark curls surrounded his scowl and as he caught eyes with James, he huffed, seemingly somehow annoyed at finally being acknowledged.

“I need a drink.”

James laughed. It might have been his first proper laugh in almost a week.

“Well you’re in the right place. Rough day?” The boy didn’t verbally respond but his answering glare told James all he needed to know, “what do you want?”

“What do you suggest?”

James laughed again. What was this guy even doing? James had never seen him in here before but based on his age, James could only imagine he was a student himself. Surely he must have known what kind of bar this was.

“We mainly just do your average beer. Ale?”

“Do you have cabernet?”

“Uhhh… we have a house red and a house white?”

“Brilliant. Gin and tonic?”

“That I can do.”

open tag! all my moots have already been tagged i feel 😅

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remus :-)

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It's out!! It's posted!! MY very first fest fic for the wonderful @hpfemininomenonfest !!

If you feel like reading a little modern au about pandalily meeting at playgroup and falling in love, please feel free to find To Build a Home here.

This was such a fun fest to take part in and you can find many MANY other fabulous female/genderqueer centric fics, art and edits here.

ENJOY ALL THE GOODNESS

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So...I'm working on this thing...

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this makes me happy because now all I can picture is Barty intentionally starting a fire and being like 'oOoH nOOO guys, nOw we HavE tO go PuT iT oUuuuuT!'

marauders as occupations youd never think of them for but kinda makes sense (in my opinion)

James: head chef

Sirius: barber

remus: landscape architects

Peter: streamer

Marlene: baker

lily: mixologist

mary: biomedical scientist

pandora: debator

evan: dancer

regulus: surgeon

barty: firefighter

dorcas: art director

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🦋🦋🦋‎

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if you love it, put a leash on it~~

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OwO

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guess who is a good boy

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I'm a hypocrite and I'm proud of it.

In the past I have promoted the fact I bought HP official merch and shown it off proudly.

In the past I have said that I don't think certain ships should be shipped.

In the past I have thought about buying a binded copy of my favourite fic.

The thing is though, I made all of these faux pas in a private group chat and a lovely group of mutuals gently educated me about Fandom etiquette and I learnt and grew from these experiences.

So while I may still cringe at some of things i have said in a private setting, I'd rather be a hypocrite and be proud of the personal growth I've experienced than continue to be ignorant.