#anyways. y eah :)

[coffeeshib]

Oh Kathryn Hahn, the woman that you are...

I KNOW........ i adore her energy & the way she plays her roles so much. also i was rewatching an ep earlier & i couldn't help but always feel so !!!!!!!! about her nose

[itspileofgoodthings]

ALSO I am learning how to teach very introverted students, something my natural skillset as a teacher does not help me with.

[that-was-anticlimactic]

echoing my song

“Denki.”

“What?”

Kaminari grins at him, so blinding and happy that Tenya almost recoils. “Call me Denki. You’re my tic buddy, right? I know we don’t really know each other well yet, but…” Kaminari puckers his lips as he thinks. “But I feel like I know you, dude. In a way that no one else ever will. And you know me, too.”

It sounds silly, but Tenya doesn’t want to protest.

[or, a celebration & exploration of tourette's syndrome seen through iida, kaminari, & class 1a]

🌾22,120 words | kaminari & iida-centric, ft. class 1a🌾

happy tourette's awareness month!!!

[ihatedean]

miru, 23, she/he. samcoded deangirl.

ao3 | pinterest | spn dvd commentary blog

down to chat about whatever & i would happily take a bullet for my mutuals. i block minors and would appreciate if you let me know if im following one. my tagging system sucks ass but these are the ones that i like the most:

jensen - jared - j2 mouth tag - red meat my beloved - the red shirt - a mimir

i like to crawl around dead spn blogs and reblog old stuff: memes, pictures of the cast/bts stuff, people liveblogging. here is the tag for that, and the years

.hoard 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017

this the finale liveblog collection

191120

if you're getting notifications from me reblogging your decade old posts, i'm sorry.

feed the rat (desktop. it's just my blog w the custom theme :3)

thank you for reading. feel free to grab a friend:)

[zekk0kat]

oh my god i found a bunch of old failboat and co. cookie run art from like,, almost late 2021

the cookie run brainrot was so unbelievably strong around this time jesus

[that-was-anticlimactic]

[ID: a screenshot of a tweet by user @/zephanijong that reads: "having anxiety is so stupid like what do you mean i'm scared of hanging out with my friends". /End ID.]

[reverie-starlight]

{need you now- hawks}

y’all remember need you now by lady antebellum?

gn!reader, no physical descriptions. angst-ish? kinda fluffy. I’ll be doing a part two of this from keigo’s perspective eventually.

you can’t sleep.

this has been happening more and more lately, and you wonder how much more you can take without starting to hallucinate.

he’s back home from a mission now, which you only found out because of one of his fan accounts. well- “home”. he’s been staying in the luxurious house the commission kept aside for him. nothing homely about it according to keigo, but it’s not like he has much of a choice.

not after you got caught up in the argument and told him you wanted nothing to do with him.

you had shrugged it off when you saw the post, not knowing if it’s been too long to try and reconcile, but now you’re going down memory lane, holding back tears as you flip through the photo album he made you.

you fight yourself to stay off your phone, but you get to a photo of him kissing your cheek and you can’t stop yourself any longer. the loneliness you’ve been feeling all this time finally wins out.

the clock reads 1:15 AM.

is he even awake right now?

it’s been a month… and he’s always so busy, do you even cross his mind anymore? he always seems to be on yours.

you call anyway, against your better judgement and your heart lurches into your throat when he actually answers.

after two rings, at that.

“hello?” his voice both soothes you and chills you to your bones at the same time.

“hi keigo,” you whisper.

“hi, ba-“ you think he’s about to call you baby out of habit and you wish he hadn’t stopped himself. “did you need something?”

he sounds… somber. solemn. sad.

not at all like the keigo you love.

guilt pools in your stomach at the mere idea of you hurting him this badly.

“I…” you bite your lip. “I miss you.”

you hear his breath hitch. “really?”

you wish you could see his expression and figure out what he’s feeling. he’s always been so good at keeping his voice free of emotion.

granted, he always tried to turn that skill off around you, so you gather that he must be feeling guarded.

you keep going. “I’m so sorry for that night, keigo. I said things that I didn’t mean and I regret it so much… I’m so sorry I hurt you.”

he’s quiet on the line for a few beats and then and exhaled “I’m sorry too, baby. we both said some pretty awful things, didn’t we?”

you laugh, but it sounds a bit more like a sob to you. “yeah,” your voice breaks. “keigo, I… I need you here with me. can you please come over so we can talk about this?”

he clears his throat, likely working overtime to continue to keep the growing emotion out of his voice, but it sounds thick when it breaks anyway. “y-eah. yeah, I can come over. I need you too. I’ll be there soon, okay? unlock the window for me, sweetheart.”

he hangs up and you quickly move to do as he asked.

five minutes later, he’s on your balcony, sliding the glass and slipping into your room.

he immediately wraps you in his arms and your body, once cold and empty, fills with a warmth only he could provide.

he’s whispering words into your scalp. “I love you, y’know that? I love you too much to ever want to break up.”

you nod against his chest, letting the tears flow freely. “I love you too. I’m sorry,” these words are repeated between the two of you- they shoot out of your mouth and hit his chest, sinking into his skin and bubbling up his throat only for them to hit your scalp and absorb into your brain, then fall out of your mouth again like a well oiled machine working overtime.

but there’s nothing habitual about these phrases- as is the case for any time you say them, they’re promises.

promises that will never be broken again.

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I’ve had this idea for a while and I finally wrote it :3

AND I’m gonna work on this from his POV, which I’m almost more excited abt than this one 👀

@emmyrosee sum angst (ish)

[stealeroflemons]

eah thing but make it FASHION aka met gala themed but I'm sunburnt and only half awake right now #30 (PART I)

SURPRISE! I'm alive and well. Mostly. I'm getting ready to leave for university so I am tireeeeed. Anyways. I know there was a lot of controversy around the met gala and that I'm extremely late in doing this, but I do want to make this post to still add some ever after high fun and to also have some fashion fun with the help of Pinterest. The theme is (with great consideration of your suggestions and of my own deliberation) "Hans Christian Dior: A Spellelebration of Fable-ous Fashion"

This mainly came from research on past met gala themed and how quite a few of them are themes after specific fashion houses or designers AND from the Thronecoming special (which is PEAK fashion in the series besides Way Too Wonderland and Spring Unsprung) where Cedar calls out Duchess for wearing a fake Hans Christian Dior dress! (note, I am trying to mainly use Christian Dior gowns/outfits for this because of the reference in Thronecoming also sorry for the blurriness)

Briar is THAT GIRL. She is flushed in hot pink looking gorgeous with about every inch of her glittering with body shimmer, glitter hairspray, and shiny shiny jewels. I like to think that instead of the gold detailing in the pictures it would be silver and that the closer embellishments would be rose detailing to honor her usual aesthetic and legacy

Faybelle is serving every bit of whimsy and darkness. Her accessories and the layers of her dress and even her hair seem to be alive with lightning crackling around. Her wings are extra pretty and equally terrifying with silver thorn adornments that are magically light enough to not weigh her down

Ashlynn's look was partially inspired by Lady Tremaine's silhouettes in the lie action Cinderella while still maintaining the color palette of her usual outfits. Her look combines the beauty of the enchanted forest and foliage and the classy, fine china patterns you'd see in a royal palace. She is absolutely radiant and of course while walking up the steps of the Met, she loses a slipper ;)

Duchess has taken a slightly different approach to her usual fluffy-tulle outfits and gone for more of a paper swan look. The sharp angles provide a dangerous look to her, contrasting the soft purple accents and the feather headpieces she wears. She seems to float on air and she walks through the crowds of people in her gown, a true picture of elegance and grace with a touch of darkness to her

The one and only Apple White is DRAMATIC. HUGE HAIR. BOLD RED MAKEUP. EXTREME DRESS SILHOUETTE. THE MOST ROYAL JEWELRY YOU CAN FIND. She looks like something out of an editorial magazine on royalty. This entire look is a more elevated look of her daily wear, and she wears it with grace and sophistication

Darling looks so DARLING! I do think the gold on the dress would be swapped out for silver and that the pearls would be more pink-y toned so it would match the jewels in your basic outfit (same with other accessories). She's sticking with the sort of rococo hair that she usually has because it's iconic let's be honest. I was debating on giving her a more armored look but for this I wanted to embrace her softer and delicate look

Rosabella looks like a French aristocrat from an old Hollywood movie in my mind for an event like this. Nevertheless any fur details are faux, after all our girl is still an animal activist (slay queen). I think the dusty gold-brown tone of the dress with the deep red accents and jewelry pays a nice homage to not only her day to day look but to Belle's iconic yellow dress. I also feel like her and Briar would contrast well because Briar is very bright and vibrant in her look and Rosabella is more muted and understated which I like a lot

anways I'll make a part 2 eventually, I have all the collages made I just need to create a post and write descriptions. But for now I'm gonna go back to packing and planning for uni and I'll get back to y'all when I can (and hopefully my fanfictions, who now haunt me in my dreams)

[yyunari]

CHESHIRE ! — Nishimura Riki (TEASER)

SYNOPSIS. Y/N Cheshire lived her life carefree. Being the daughter of the Cheshire Cat made her more inclined to not take anything seriously and to just have a little bit of fun in everything she does. Whether it was pulling pranks, sneaking up on people, or making jabs at her friends- Y/N kept a Cheshire’s smile on her face. Because of that, she just couldn’t take Chaehyun Cupid seriously when she claimed that Y/N had a crush on Riki Wonderland.

PAIRING. Kitty Cheshire! Y/N x Alistair Wonderland! Riki

(btw im not shipping kitty and alistair i just based them off the characters)

GENRE. Ever After High AU, High school AU, Fluff, Slight Angst

WARNINGS. bad parental relationship, ooc riki umm, expected word count is like 15k yea ik. long fic.

RELEASING. published!

NOTES. if u haven’t seen ever after high it’s ok u can still read this all u rly need to know is that the students of eah r the children of fairy tale ppl like snow white or cinderella and they have to follow the paths of their parents and stuff Yassssss

After sometime, Riki opened his mouth. “I know I already asked this earlier, but why did you come here? You know, to stargaze.” As if he wasn’t satisfied with her answer.

He was right in thinking that her answer wasn’t what she truly wanted to say, but it just felt awkward to give an exact reason. Her relationship with her mom was something she could barely tell her only 3 friends about, let alone someone she barely considered an acquaintance.

But Y/N knew Riki was a reliable guy; she had heard it often from Soul, Rei, and Giselle. And maybe for once she would let herself put faith into another person.

“I’ll only tell if you tell me why you like stargazing.”

Riki blew out a breath in thought. “Hm… I don’t know if I can give an exact reason for that. I was just bored one day and ended up coming across this place. That’s what made me stargaze, but something about it just felt so comforting to me that I wanted to do it more often.” He answered, a soft smile gracing his lips. “But that’s not exactly a good reason.”

“I think it suits you.” Y/N whispered out. “I’m sure you have your own stresses with being the son of Alice in Wonderland. It would make sense that having a hobby like this to come back to is something you enjoy.”

He pondered on it for a moment. Maybe she was right. He then chuckled at this side of her he had never seen before. “You’re a lot more poetic than you let on. Anyways I answered your question, can you answer mine?”

Y/N considered answering it, she truly did, but as much as she wanted to open up there was the side of her that wanted to keep everything inside. Her mother had always told her that vocalizing your feelings does nothing good and only makes people pity you.

One thing Y/N despised was being pitied. It only reminded her of how her mother referred to her as a ‘pitiful girl’ and how she would amount to nothing.

So she slowly shook her head. “No, I don’t think I can.”

Riki felt himself beginning to sit up to look at the girl. There was something off about her. The way she spoke to him and the way that she carried herself… she wasn’t acting as she always had. Normal Y/N would be more playful and even mischievous. But now, there was a certain sadness in her entire being that seemed to be throwing her off her rhythm. And it only made Riki more and more curious about her.

“Okay, I get it. You don’t have to tell me.” Riki smiled, before continuing. “I just hope it doesn’t take away your chaotic spirit. You know, I kind of like that about you.”

A sigh left Y/N’s lips at his words. “You don’t mean that, Wonderland.”

“I mean every word, Cheshire.”

Y/N could only roll her eyes before slowly evaporating into the night, using her invisibility and teleportation to finally go back home.

Left lingering in the air was her Cheshire’s smile, which disappeared last and left Riki staring at the wisps of where she had sat only moments prior.

Maybe it made sense that Riki enjoyed stargazing. In a way, there was something about him that was made of the stars. No matter what he did, he always seemed to shine brighter than all the others. There was something about Riki that felt that he belonged up in the sky, giving life to the night and adding a certain glimmer to the auras.

Riki had his own place amongst the sky, and she wished she could be like that too. But after speaking to him, maybe there was nowhere she could have her own place in. Y/N could only wait for the day that she could contribute to a bigger picture, and take a larger part in his story. After all, she had always wanted her own place within the stars.

But for now, all she could do was hope she would become more than just the Cheshire Cat’s daughter.

authors note. postinf this after jay noticed me on his weverse live i am not well. anyways it’s coming 🤓🤓 those 10k words sitting in my drafts r waiting to be released don’t worry babies mommys almost done

permanent taglist. @muhwaa @hoori @yizhoutv @ja4hyvn @carayat @one16core @enhacolor @haerinz @soobin-chois @en-boyz @ohmy-fandoms @yjwonz @yunki4evr @strwberrydinosaur @duolingofanaccount @iichaeyj @eundiarys @ineedaherosavemeenow @chaerybae @bubblytaetae @w3bqrl @xiaoderrrr @jaeyunnsworld @rikizm @teddywonss @gweoriz @dimplewonie @jennaissantes (if u requested to be on my permanent taglist and u didn’t get tagged it’s bc i cant see ur acc, but pls dm me if u want to be in it !)

[that-was-anticlimactic]

[ID: six screen caps from the Bungou Stray Dogs anime with tumblr text posts edited over them. the first one is of Atsushi. he is seen from the shoulders up. he is looking up. his eyes are wide. he looks like he doesn't know how to process what he just heard. a mix between horrified and upset. the text post is by user @/softboiledeggdealer. it reads: "so apparently the "bad vibes" i've been feeling are actually "severe psychological distress"."

the second image is of Jun'ichiro. he is seen from the top of the chest up. his eyes are narrowed. he looks pissed and is frowning angrily. his hands are raised in surrender. the text post is by user @/casanova-x. it reads: "the sexual tension between me & what i'm capable of".

the third image is of Kajii. he is seen from the chest up. he is facing left and smirking. the text post is by user @/ndiecity. it reads: "You walk into the kitchen and I'm wearing gloves and goggles and welding a sandwich together".

the fourth image is the tumblr post with pictures of Dazai edited onto it. the text post is by @/soapulp. it says: "not evil anymore i want to be loved now". a small screen cap of Dazai smiling with his eyes shut is edited on the side of the post. @/soapulp reblogged the post from themself and said: "evil again". a small screen cap of Dazai looking evil-ish is edited beside it.

the fifth image is a screen cap of Ango. he is seen from the chest up. his face is blank. his mouth is parted slightly as if he's speaking. he's holding his hand up by his head. the text post is by @/jolyene. the post says: ""you're up early"

jokes on you i didn't sleep at all and am in between energized and dying.".

the sixth image shows Naomi, Fukuzawa, Fitzgerald, Lucy, and another guild member in Fukuzawa's office. Naomi and Fukuzawa are on the left and are facing the Guild members. Naomi is standing behind Fukuzawa, who sits on a chair. Fitzgerald and Lucy and the third guild member are on the right, facing the left. Fitzgerald is sitting on a chair. there is a case of money on the table between them. Fitzgerald rests his arms on the top of the case. Lucy and the other guild member stand behind him. the text post is an ask someone received and the response. the ask is on Fukuzawa's side. it is by @/infinitywars. it says: "do u take constructive criticism". the respond to the ask is by Fitzgerald. it is by @/rosesau. it says: "i only take cash or credit". /End ID.]

BSD + Tumblr [4/?]

[salternateunreality2]

Beefa Bodyguard AU: Zack Confession

Zack: Hey Cloud! You're up!

Cloud: Yeah.

Zack: How ya doin? Feeling better? Your stats look better.

Cloud: Yeah.

Zack: Den says hi, he came in for a checkup today!

Cloud: mm.

Zack: I grew a tail over the weekend.

Cloud: Yeah.

Zack: and wagged it so hard it knocked over a pipe.

Cloud, attention caught: Pipe?

Zack: There he is! It wasn't my tail, I just had a pipe sitting around cuz I thought it looked cool. Not a pipe organ. But I did knock it over! With my butt. Scared the living daylights out of me, and Aerith laughed her ass off, haha!

Cloud: oh

Zack: Can I hold your hand?

Cloud: *hands him the burned one* s'fine.

Zack, who wanted to just hold his healthy hand: ...I'll take it, I need to check anyway. *Chatters while he looks it over* OOO, looking good! Look at you healing up! Very nice, very demure. *Wraps it again* Now can I hold your other hand? Just friendly like?

Cloud, surprised: uh, sure

Zack: Sweet! Thanks! I'm kinda a touchy guy, makes me feel close. I like feeling close to you, you're a cool dude.

Cloud: tch

Zack: "tch"? What do you mean "tch"?! Did you not know you're cool??? Dude...

Cloud: I'm a burden. Dragged you into this. You shouldn't be here, you should stay away.

Zack: BZZZT! You didn't drag me anywhere, you're not a burden, I should be wherever I wanna be, and I'm sticking like glue. Try again.

Cloud: Zack! You literally had to carry me here! Literal burden!

Zack: I'm buff! You seen these guns? *Rolls up his sleeve and flexes* Literally not a burden!

Cloud: *blushes* But you have to live with Aerith because of me. I know you're paying them. I can't afford their normal fee and you're making up the difference.

Zack: I love having Aer around! Even if she's a merciless tease.

Cloud: *blushing harder* Are you...do you...like her?

Zack: Yep, love her. WAIT NO, NOT LIKE THAT, CLOUD NO! Like an annoying sister! I've got my eye on someone else ;)

Cloud: ..oh.

Zack: You.

Cloud: Me what?

Zack: I like you.

Cloud: uh, I like you too?

Zack: oh my giddy aunt, Cloud, I like you, like, LIKE you! I wanna go on a date! With you! I think you're hot! And cool!

Cloud: 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅 *heart monitor going off*

Zack: But only if you want to! And I'm happy to be friends! And if you're not interested, sure I'll be a little sad, but I still wanna be your buddy! If you don't mind! You're awesome!

Cloud: *error.exe*

Zack: ...shit I did not mean to dump that on you while you're sick, sorry man.

Cloud: But, I have a stalker?

Zack: Yup, I am aware.

Cloud: And geostigma? I'm probably going to die soon? And be weak until then?

Zack: I know you have geostigma and I know the odds. I still think you're hot and cool. Like that pop song but better.

Cloud: I play the fucking pipe organ???

Zack: I love the way you play the fucking pipe organ, especially when you make it go "BWAAAAAAAAA!"!

Cloud: And you're a whole-ass doctor and hot and smart and funny and-

Zack, fanning himself and blushing: whoo! Spread those compliments out fam!

Cloud: I HAVE A STALKER.

Zack: I have a stalk of celery in my fridge that I haven't dared to look at for like 8 weeks because I know it's gone bad but the thought of touching it is so squicky I can't.

Cloud: you literally just handled an open wound.

Zack: with GLOVES!

Cloud: THEN WEAR GLOVES TO GET THE CELERY!

Zack: SHIT THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! THANK YOU!

Cloud: YOU'RE WELCOME! *Coughing fit*

Zack: SORRY! Sorry. Anyway, wanna go on a date?

Cloud: *chokes, coughing renews* *nodding frantically* Y-eah *coughing* fuck it, yeah. Yes please. I think you're hot too. 🍅🍅🍅 And cool. 🍅🍅🍅

Zack, squeaking: Awesome!

Tifa is outside listening at the door and pumping her fist.

Aerti later when Zack spills the beans:

[genesisforreal]

Ok tried posting this previously but it didn't post so like😁😁😁 idk I hope it doesn't post at the same time as this or I'd be so embarrassed LMAO

But anyways idk it feels super lame to have some fuckass underrated mostly disliked ugly character as a favorite in a fandom where powerscaling, glazing and favoritism for attractive characters is insane but. Uhugh

Y. Eah. ! Uh

[that-was-anticlimactic]

i’m alive…

i'm alive - next to normal /// jjk manga - chapters 144, 148, 149, 150, 151 196

[id in alt text]

[nebulations]

[ID: A grainy gif of a poorly lit person speaking with an intense fake smile and obvious tears in their eyes. End ID]

“even at a time like this, how can you keep smiling like that?” “how am i supposed to look? i don’t know anymore.” really did break me

[borntobeslay]

| EAH AU: “You’re not scared of me..?”

Platonic Paring: Y/n Beauty x Ryujin hood

The simple story of how they became best friends…

warnings: none just fluff!

Y/n Areulia Beauty.. The daughter of Beauty and the Beast.. she was just like her mother, She loves to read!

In fact, that’s exactly what she’s doing right now! Y/n is sitting peacefully in the enchanted forest, her favorite place to read. Her glasses perched perfectly on her nose, her red and brown hair glistening in the sunlight. She continues to read as she feels the calm breeze brushing against her face, until suddenly WOOSH a large gust of wind blows past her, flipping her book pages uncontrollably. She looks up in confusion and hesitantly walks towards the fast blur running down the forest. Eventually the blur stops running and Y/n hides behind the tree curiously. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw it.

Ryujin, The daughter of “Little red riding hood” Panting and chuckling as she beat her baby pet wolf in a race. Ryujin flips down her hood to reveal wolf ears on her head, Y/n gasp in shock as she sees the sight and Ryujin turns around hearing the noise. Y/n shyly comes out from behind the tree and weakly smiles. “Uh.. Hi..” Y/n speaks up carefully, Ryujin flashes her teeth as her eyes flash gold but Y/N remains unfazed. When Ryujin sees this she calms down but still guarded. “What are you doing out here?” Ryujin asked without making eye contact, worried that Y/N is judging her. “Well.. I was reading a book and.. I saw you run by… I guess I just sorta followed..” Y/n replied with a little shy smile, she didn’t want to make Ryujin uncomfortable or feel ashamed of anything.

Ryujin sits down against the tree and sighs. “You’re not gonna tell anyone are you?” Ryujin asked with a hint of worry. If this gets out she’d be shunned by all of ever after. “Well that’s not my place. I won’t tell anyone. You do that on your own terms.” Y/n says with a small comforting smile and sits down next to Ryujin. She really is her mother’s daughter. Ryujin looks at Y/n with soft curious eyes. “Why aren’t you scared of me? If anyone else saw this, they would run away in fear..” She says with curiosity and slight caution at the fact that Y/n is so calm about it. Y/n let’s out a little giggle. “Well why would I be scared? My dad was a beast, silly!” Ryujin chuckled softly and relaxed. She forgot about y/n’s dad. “Right… I totally forgot..”

There is a moment of comfort silence before Y/n speaks up. “So… the daughter of the supposed big bad wolf… is also the daughter of little red riding hood, huh? I get why you hide it.. it goes completely against the whole fairy tale of Little Red being afraid of the wolf..” Ryujin nods weakly, feeling glad that someone gets it. “My dad isn’t bad.. He’s just a big wolf.” She chuckles weakly trying to laugh it off, but in reality she’s really upset that her dad is painted as a bad guy. “Hey… I totally get it… I think that’s so unfair how people can be so cruel and make such assumptions… my dad said a whole town mobbed his castle because of one person..” Y/n says with understanding, then she speaks up with a playful smile..

“So… what else can you do with your wolf abilities~?” Y/n asks curiously and excitedly if you couldn’t already tell, Y/n is a very curious girl. Ryujin looks at her and chuckles. “Ahh.. it’s almost too much to explain!” She says with a smile being playful. Y/n with a little mischievous grin reaches up and scratches behind Ryujin’s ear. “What about this~?” Ryujin nuzzles into her head and lets out a little sigh before snapping out of it and swatting Y/n’s hand away. “Alright that’s enough..” Ryujin says while trying to remain tough, But eventually they both break out into laughter. This is how Y/n and Ryujin became Best Friends…

A/n: So I made this one without request because.. I was bored and y’all hate me today and didn’t send Reqs 😭 anyway I hope you enjoy the beginning of the ever after high K-pop universe!

[reywaffle]

Generational String

Pairing: Harry x Draco, James x Regulus

Description: Harry Potter is desperately into Draco Malfoy, but he has no clue about it. He finds himself going through some old stuff in Sirius’ attic. He finds an old notebook that used to be his dad’s. Harry discovers that his dad was not only with his mom, but also dated Regulus Black during his time at Hogwarts. He reads through the flashbacks which help him to process his own feelings for Draco.

Word count: 2.9k

Author’s note: This is my first ever fic, so please be kind. I wanted to do this cause I enjoy fanfiction and wanted to practice my creative writing skills. If you do like it then give it a like or comment and feel free to follow if you want more updates. The first chapter will be linked below. Thanks for reading!🫶

Playlist I listened to while writing

Chapter 1

Chapter 2: The Sideline Stares

4 October, 1975

“James, could you be any louder in that bathroom?” Y elled a 15 year old Sirius black at 5am from the Marauder’s dorm room. “Y eah James, some of us like to sleep at five o’clock in the morning.” Yelled Remus Lupin, half awake and clasping a pillow onto his ears. James Potter was currently racing through his morning bathroom routine to get to quidditch practice on time. He was ecstatic for it was the first practice of the season, and it was his big excuse to spy on his newfound crush, Regulus Black. James realized he had a thing for him ever since he saw him helping new players at tryouts the previous weekend. For some reason, it was like something in James’ brain chemistry changed. He had never felt that way about Regulus until that day. Before that, he had just seen him as Sirius’ pompous little brother in Slytherin, but on that day there was something kinder about him that James had seen. He seemed softer and almost pleasant to be around. This caused James to absolutely spiral all week long. He could barely focus on classwork- not that he usually focused that much anyway- but it was far worse now. He felt quite awful considering he found himself attracted to his best friend's baby brother.

“Sorry mates, but quidditch practice starts today, and I have to get there on time.” James said, opening the bathroom door to his exhausted friends that look mildly pissed but also kind of used to it. He had been doing this since his second year. “Yeah whatever. Just get out of here, so we can go back to bed.” Said Sirius, shooing James off. “Alright, I’ll catch you guys later.”

James sprinted out the door and down to the common room with his broom in hand. He then left quickly for the quidditch field. That is, until he was stopped in his tracks by none other than Regulus Black, also heading in his same direction. James contemplated going to talk to him, but it was quite possible that Regulus hated him. That thought made James a bit ill. James forced himself out of his trance and started back off for the field.

When he arrived he went straight for the captain and one of his dearest friends, Marlene McKinnon. “Hey James! You ready for the season?” She yelled, waving him over. “I always am, captain.” James said, cheekily. He was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t made captain, but he understood. Marlene was truly an incredible player and friend. She had the best set of skills he’d ever seen. People tell her all the time that she could go all the way if she wanted too. “So are we sharing the field with the Slytherin team today?” James asked, trying not to seem too excited. “Yeah, I actually asked their captain if we could get in a little practice against them”

“Already? This is only the first practice, Marls.”

“Yeah, but I think the best way to get good is to dive head first. We have our first game in two weeks, and I want to win.”

“Well you are the captain.”

“That’s right. So I suggest getting together with the rest of the team so we can start warmups.” With that instruction, James went to stand with the rest of the team. Marlene started to give orders. James noticed that she was a bit nervous. How could she not be? Though she is a natural born leader, she definitely was scared of screwing things up with the team. James found himself struggling to focus on her words though because his eyes kept wandering to the sideline where Regulus was stretching. “Oh bloody hell.” James thought. How could something feel so wrong, but look so very right at the same time. It wasn’t fair. It kind of reminded him of the time his parents took him to a muggle museum when he was six, and he wasn’t allowed to touch anything. He felt very defeated by that then and now. “James? Are you paying attention?” Marlene shouted at him. “Yeah, of course.” Marlene looked at him like she could absolutely murder the next person that tried her, especially if that person was him. Marlene continued to talk and James tried his absolute best to listen and whatever he did, he could not think of Regulus Black.

About two hours later, they had finally finished practicing by themselves, so Marlene ordered them to prepare to play against the Slytherin team. James set his glasses down by his broom and made his way to the water station to get a drink. He saw a burry figure in green over there as well, though for some reason, it didn’t occur to think about who it might be. As he got closer, the boy got less blurry and James realized it was none other than Regulus. “Of course it is,” James thought. James nervously continued for the water, for flying in the air for almost two hours makes you very parched. He regained his confidence and strutted over there. His plan was to just be chill and stand next to him and not talk. Unfortunately, James’ mouth likes to move before his brain can think. “Hey.” James said, unconsciously. “Hi?” Said Regulus, very confused as to why his brother’s Gryffindor best friend would ever talk to him. No doubt Sirius was telling all his friends awful things about him and his family. “Ready for us to kick your arse?” James replied, trying to seem confident. “Says who?”

“Me.”

“Yeah right, Potter. Slytherin is going to come out on top. We always do.”

“Debatable. We did win against you last year, and the year before, and the year before.”

“Not this year.” By the end of this exchange James and Regulus had gotten in much closer proximity to each other. James tried to keep his composure, but he could practically feel his stomach flipping, and his heart beating so hard it felt like it may burst. “See you in the sky, Potter.” Regulus said, turning to walk away. James took a deep breath and grabbed a drink of water. He was down bad, and he knew it. He also knew that he was going to be in massive trouble if Sirius ever found out. Or any of the guys for that matter. They might stop being friends with him if they knew he liked a boy. None of the others did, and it’s not like talking about if they had a problem with homos was a popular topic of conversation between them.

“Alright, break over! Everyone in position!” Marlene shouted at the Gryffindor team. James hazily made his way over to his position as chaser. He grabbed his broom and glasses and headed up to the sky. He was trying to focus on the game. He couldn’t be distracted. That’s when Marlene’s whistle blew. James flew out to the middle of the field, trying to keep his eye on the quaffle. It bounced from person to person, getting closer to him. It started heading his way, but a giant bludger came at him from his right. Luckily, he dived down just in time to avoid it, but this caused one of the Slytherin catchers to catch the quaffle. James was visibly annoyed by this. He’s always had issues with disappointing people because his parents set such high expectations for him. James’ anger caused a spike in his playing ability. After about two minutes he had already gotten the quaffle back and was heading for the goals. He had all three Slytherin chasers on his arse, but he made it to the goals, shot, and scored. His whole team came up to him and cheered with him. James had forgotten about everything that had happened before this moment because he felt proud of himself. Quidditch was really one of the only times he felt that way. He made decent grades but not as good as Remus, and he didn’t have as good a game with the ladies as Sirius had. He even felt like Peter was better than him at certain things, but when he was playing quidditch, he was able to completely let all of that go and enjoy himself.

“Back in positions!” Yelled the Slytherin captain. James got back into position and waited for the whistle to go off. But as Marlene blew her whistle, Regulus came flying upward right in front of him. This was normal considering he was the seeker, and any other year this would never distract him, but this year James couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked quite beautiful in the wind like that, reaching for the snitch. James was so distracted that he didn’t notice the bludger flying right at his face. In fact, he didn’t notice until one of the beaters came and knocked it away. “Bloody hell, Potter. Watch out, will ya?”

“Sorry mate. Won’t happen again.” James replied back, a little scared that the team noticed him staring and that everyone was going to know he fancied a dude. At that, the whistle blew. “End of match!” Marlene yelled from her position. Someone had caught the snitch and ended the game. They all flew back down to the ground. James noticed that it was Regulus with the snitch in his hand. James felt the need to congratulate him, but he figured that would be odd considering they were on opposite teams. He lined up to give the normal “good game” high five. James knew he was very off his game the whole time. He had to be prepared next time. Once they were all let loose, James headed to the locker room to shower and change, so he could join his friends for breakfast. He had to be better focused tomorrow. He had to be.

5 October, 1975

The next day had been better because they didn’t actually have to play against the Slytherins. They mainly just focused on what went wrong yesterday that caused them to lose and how to fix it. Marlene really drilled focus into them. James was pretty sure it was because of him because she kept eyeing him while talking about it, and Marlene just didn’t want to call her own friend out. She didn’t really need to talk about it though because James was already beating himself up about it. Luckily, James really focused in and did a lot better. Everyone else did great as well. His only issue was during breaks where he would run into Regulus at the water station. “They really need to get a second station.” James thought, walking over to the water station. James refrained from starting a conversation. In fact, it was Regulus to talk to him first this time. “Told you we’d win yesterday.”

“Yeah well, I was distracted.”

“By what?”

“None of your business, Black. Just know that we will kick your bloody arse in the game in two weeks.”

“We’ll see about that.”

“Suppose we will.” With that Regulus walked away with his water. James was sweating from both practice and his conversation. He wondered if it was possible to sweat on the inside because he felt as though his body temperature was rising a bit too much, and his clothes were about to catch on fire from his burning skin. He filled up a cup of water and dumped it on his face. When he rubbed his eyes of the water, he felt a pair of eyes on him. When he looked to his left, he saw none other than Regulus Black staring at him. Regulus quickly looked away. It seemed to James he was embarrassed to be staring. James looked down and smirked to himself, heading back to practice.

For the rest of the day, James thought about that specific moment. How could he not? His crush stared at him whilst he dumped water on his face, and then looked embarrassed when he was caught. “That has to mean something, right?” That was the question James had asked himself all day long. When he was showering, when he was eating, even when he was with his friends. Apparently, Remus had noticed James was off in his own land because he confronted him later that night in the Gryffindor common room. “It’s nothing, Remus. Just thinking.”

“You know how to think?”

“Very funny, Moony.”

“Well if you want to talk, you know I’m here. And if you want a place to think some more, I also know the astronomy tower is usually empty past 10 o’clock.”

“Thanks, mate. I appreciate it.”

“Of course, mate. I’m gonna head up to bed now.” James nodded, and Remus headed upstairs. James waited until he couldn’t see Remus anymore to sneak out of the common room. He has to manage to get past the paintings because they will absolutely tell on him. They’re very loud. He has done it before considering they pull a ton of pranks all the time, usually at night, but still, getting caught is the last thing James needed. Luckily, the astronomy tower entrance was close to Gryffindor tower. James tiptoed his way to the steps with only his wand for light.

When he got up there, he saw that someone was already there. He tried to turn around, but he stubbed his toe on the wall. “Shit” James loudly whispered. “Is someone there?” Asked a seemingly familiar voice to James. It was Regulus. “Bloody hell.” James whispered, shaking his head at his awful luck. “I know someone’s there. I have my wand, so don- James is that you?” Regulus said, interrupting himself. “Uh, yeah. It’s me.”

“What are you doing up here?” Regulus asked, putting his wand back in his pocket. To Regulus, James wasn’t much of a threat. Not because he wasn’t good at magic, but because he doubted James would attack him. Not if Sirius wasn’t with him. “I was just bored. Wanted a quiet place to think. I can leave though.” James turned to walk away. “No, wait. You can stay up here. I don’t mind.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I don’t bite… usually.” Regulus let out a chuckle. “Was that a joke? You know how to make a joke?”

“Why are you so surprised? I know it might seem that way, but I actually don’t have a stick up my arse.” This time, James let out a chuckle. He followed Regulus up the edge and sat down next to him. “So what are you here to think about?” Regulus asked James in a very soft tone that made James' heart flutter a bit. “Oh nothing much. There’s just this b- girl I fancy, and I want to think she likes me back but we're not really friends or anything. In fact, she probably hates me” James stuttered these words, trying to make it seem as though he was actually talking about a girl. “Oh? Guess I’m kind of in a similar boat.” James looked at Regulus. “There’s someone I might fancy as well. I can’t tell if I actually do though. She’s pretty, but we’re in different houses, and she’s very different from me.”

“Oh?” James responded. He should have known that Regulus didn’t feel the same way. Who would? He’s probably the only boy in the whole school that has had feelings for a guy. James tried to repress his disappointment, hoping Regulus wouldn’t notice that he was dying on the inside. “Yeah. It sucks doesn’t it? Not knowing if the person you fancy likes you back. Especially if you’re not supposed to be with them.”

“I dunno. Maybe it’s better not knowing. At least then you can believe whatever you want.”

“I mean in my case, I would never be allowed to be with them anyway. My parents would never allow that. Not with me being the new heir to the Noble House of Black.”

“I’m sorry.” James said, trying to comfort Regulus. “It’s alright. At least I’ll be in charge, right?”

“Yeah, but do you want to be?”

“I dunno. I was never really given the option of it. It was just sort of thrust upon me when my parents kicked Sirius out.” Regulus and James sat there in silence for a moment. “I ought to go. School’s tomorrow, and I don’t want to wake up late. Wanna come down with me?” Regulus asked, standing up. “No, I think I’ll sit here for a little longer if you don’t mind?”

“Not at all. Perhaps I’ll see you up here another time. Goodnight, Potter.”

“Night, Black.” James heard Regulus leave, and as soon as he couldn’t hear him anymore, he let out a soft sob. “Of course he doesn't like me. What is wrong with me? Why can’ t I just be normal like every other guy at Hogwarts?” James sat there for a little while longer before getting up. By the time he got back to his room, all the boys were asleep and it was 2am. James crawled into bed, feeling very numb on the inside. Like someone took his emotion away from him, and that someone was Regulus Black