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Marauders playing never have I ever part 3: Pandora: Never have I ever...cried over food! *Sirius, James and Barty all drinking* Sirius, to Remus: Don't look at me like that, you will cry when you taste Effie's homemade chocolate cake!. *Regulus also drinking* James: Regulus?! You cried over food before?! Regulus, rolling his eyes: Yeah, a few days ago. James: Why?? Regulus, shrugging: I found out I was pregnant. The whole room: Sirius: You're pregnant?! James: We're having a baby?! Marlene: What the fuck?! Peter: Tell me first when you have the second one. Barty,: Wait, they didn't know? Sirius: YOU TOLD BARTY BEFORE YOU TOLD ME, YOUR BROTHER- James: I'm your husband, Regulus! Regulus, scoffing: Gryffindors.
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back on my they are all nerds agenda
Marlene: Star Wars is obviously better.
Lily: you just like it better because it has lightsabers and cool fight scenes. Star Trek is obviously the superior one.
Mary: aren't those the same things?
Marlene:
Lily:
Marlene: I would like to propose a truce while we deal with this uneducated disappointment
Lily: agreed
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"Breath/e" - Jegulus microfic @into-the-jeggyverse - 713 words
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Regulus knew he had to do this. He had no choice. At first, he hadn’t told him because he couldn’t believe that someone like James would want a relationship with someone like him. But now they’d been on multiple dates, and despite Regulus’s rambling about his interests, which he had been sure would deter him, James was still interested. Currently, he was trying to plan their next date. To a museum. Because Regulus had mentioned once that he wanted to go.
James was so perfect, and Regulus knew that what he had to say would ruin everything. He should have told him after their second date, let James leave before he got attached. Though Regulus doubted it would have mattered; he had been crazy about James since he first laid eyes on him.
Regulus had asked James to come to his flat before they headed to the museum. He had almost put no effort into getting ready, not truly believing that James would still want to go on this date once he knew. And despite his lack of trying, James’s breath still hitched, his eyes still widened, at the sight of Regulus.
“Hi,” James said breathlessly.
“Hello,” Regulus mumbled, moving aside so that James could come in.
Regulus had this tiny spark of hope, buried deep within his chest, a warmth that he was trying so desperately not to cling to. As he sat down on the sofa and James’s eyes never once left him, this tiny bit of hope grew against Regulus’s will. Because James didn’t care that Regulus went on and on about the same things repeatedly, didn’t care that he wasn’t exactly attractive, didn’t care about all of Regulus’s anxiety. Maybe he wouldn’t care about this either. Regulus told himself to snap out of it.
Regulus took a deep breath, and it felt unnatural. He had to remind himself how to breathe, how he normally sat; he didn’t know what to do with his hands. He hated to admit it, but James was currently the best thing in his life. He wanted, almost selfishly, to continue to hide this from James, to keep him to himself, to never let him out of his sight.
James was looking at him, concern written in every line of his face. His eyebrows furrowed with beautiful worry. Regulus wanted to hold his face and smooth out every wrinkle, kiss the skin between his eyebrows, and tell him that it was okay. But it wasn’t, and so he didn’t.
“I’ve… I’ve been keeping something from you,” Regulus said, voice barely above a whisper. His hands were clenching and unclenching nervously.
“Okay,” James responded slowly. “You can tell me anything, Reg. Seriously. Nothing could make me like you any less.”
Don’t be so sure.
“I’m…trans,” Regulus told him, refusing to look at James for fear of seeing the disgust.
Since the moment they’d met, James had looked at Regulus with nothing but adoration, as though Regulus was the most beautiful person James had ever seen. It didn’t matter when Regulus met his eyes; James was always looking. It might have creeped Regulus out if he wasn’t so in love with James already.
Beside him, James let out a deep breath, almost a sigh of relief. Regulus turned, confusion taking over the anxiety for a moment.
“Thank fuck!” James near-exclaimed. “I thought you were gonna tell me you were married or something.”
Regulus was so taken aback by this that he didn’t process anything for the next few moments. Not James grabbing his hand, not James’s reassurance, none of it. James didn’t hate him. That was all that mattered.
“You’re not mad?” Regulus checked after a while.
“I mean, I’m surprised, sure. But mad? Why would I be mad, love?”
Regulus couldn’t stop himself from grabbing James’s face and kissing him, pouring into him every ounce of doubt, anxiety, insecurity, fear, worry; every emotion he had been keeping hidden behind the walls he’d built around himself. He wanted James to know all of it as much as he knew the better parts of Regulus. He wanted to lay bare his faults, or what he perceived as faults, and let James tell him it didn’t matter. And for the rest of their lives, they would do just that.
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regulus: UGHHHH your hair is such a mess, potter, it looks like 20 birds chose to make their nests there
james: i can cut it
regulus:...
regulus: over my dead and rotten body.
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Alright, this was fun and honestly, wish u could be shocked by my Maurader result hahaha
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#which marauder are you#which ship are you#dead gay wizards#marauders#marauders era#regulus black#james potter#sirius black#remus lupin#barty crouch jr#evan rosier
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Idk wtf jkr says, if she can't respect trans people for just living then I will never respect her 'canon'.
I will make everyone LGBTQ+ and nobody can stop me
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james once invited regulus over to his house, when nobody else than them was supposed to be there. regulus was freaking out, thinking that james is hoping to get lucky. not that he minded that. he still was just freaking out. when the time finally came, james took reg to his bedroom. he did not try to get lucky, he preformed a whole dramatic, badly done concert for reg. that was the day that he decided to keep james forever.
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Fic Scrap: Pregnant Regulus
Personally, I like the idea of trans Regulus agreeing to become pregnant, because this man will not let anything stop him from having James Potter's Baby.
Pregnant Regulus is doing well. His husband is very loving and gentle and indulges all his moods. His friends and brother are supportive. Everything is well.
Except that the family tapestry in 12 Grimmauld Place begins to change, announcing a new Black child.
Walburga is elated, of course. Even if its a Potter, at this point a pureblood heir is a pureblood heir.
She tries to weasel her way back into Regulus’s life with "motherly advise" and presents for the baby.
And Regulus, while weary, can't help but want to believe she has changed. He spent the majority of his life trying to please her and maker her love him. So, he doesn't immediately shut her down. He doesn't tell James about it, either. He'd only worry.
But of course Walburga has not changed whatsoever. As soon as she felt having an ounce of control over him again, she deadnames him, praises him for "coming to his senses" and "fulfilling his duties as a wife and daughter."
Regulus is a strong man, but his parents have always been his weakness. He wasn't like Sirius, who was happy to rebel and cut them out.
Regulus is riddled with anxiety & new dysphoria about the pregnancy, the baby, his husband finding out about all of this.
One afternoon, his mother has, again, forced her way into his home and sat in his living room sneering at the tea, making remarks about the decor and James and how Regulus needed to make sure he lost the baby fat as soon as possible after the birth because men "don't like fat women."
She's in the middle of such a tirade, when Regulus hears the floo and suddenly, James stands in the room. He takes one look at his pale, upset husband and all hell breaks loose.
How dare this woman enter his home? How dare this woman upset his husband? How dare this woman talk to him like this? She didn't have a daughter and she had no claim to their child!
He throws her out of the house - and she can be glad it was through the front door, not a second-story window - and then goes to comfort his husband.
Regulus is crying and apologising for being so stupid as to fall for her, and for not telling him about it.
James just pulls him into his arms, kisses him with all the gentleness of the world and assures him he doesn't have to apologise. It's not his fault for wanting to believe his mother could have a bit of humanity left in her.
He gives him tea and takes him to bed. He needs to rest after weeks of this torment.
Then he writes to Sirius to stay at their place for the rest of the pregnancy and curse Walburga on sight, if necessary.
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since it’s a scary time to be trans: refuge restrooms is an app which maps gender-neutral/single-stall restrooms. it’s community-mapped, so it’s possible you might be the first person to log the restroom locations, but hopefully it’ll help some people.
please reblog this post if you’ve got trans followers. stay safe.
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This! Cause I tell you now, "Angst" isn't strong enough for the pain I go through! What's the word for "heart-wrenching-gut-punching-nausea-breathlessness"? That's the tag I need!
*Me reading AO3 tags* "No one dies." Okay but what about emotionally? Do I die emotionally?!
#can we pls normalize being specific?#ao3#fanfic#jegulus#destiel#ao3 fanfic#fanfiction#innefable husbands#marauders
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ao3 is crazy because you'll read the most gut-wrenching 200k word slowburn that leaves you sobbing into your sweater at four in the morning and the author will be applejacksmonstercock
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Yall think Dean is smooth and everything but he put a whoopie cushion on his crush’s chair
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James once tried to call Regulus "Twinkle Star" as a pet name and Regulus broke his glasses.
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AU where Dad James Potter has a crush on baker Regulus Black:
James and five-year-old Harry: *enter bakery*
James, to Harry: Go on, buddy, tell the nice baker what you want.
Harry: *shyly walks up to Regulus*
Regulus: What can I get you, cupcake?
Harry: *giggles* I’m not a cupcake!
Regulus, with a wide grin: Oh! I’m so sorry, you’re so sweet, I mistook you for one!
Harry, pointing to James: My dad thinks you’re sweet, too!
*James and Regulus freeze and just stare at each other*
Harry, continuing his yapping: He talks about you all the time. He thinks you’re really pretty and that you have a nice a-
James: *grabs a random cupcake and slaps a 50 on the table before grabbing Harry and fleeing the bakery*
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Everyone thinks Barty is mean because he's always narrowing his eyes at people. But in reality he's squinting because he's fucking blind and never wears his glasses.
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Worst fan fic writer?
I'd say some bitch named joanne
That was a weird ass fucking au. Nobody was even gay
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