#dorlene fluff

[miss-star-dust]

Okay, now I've finished Crimson Rivers, does people have fic recs that are full of fluff???

Because CR and the Christmas season as a marauders fan has really provided me with enough angst for a lifetime.

Fluffy fic recs???

Can be any marauders ship idc, I just need fluff overload to balance out the angst.

[robynlilyblack]

But you’re over here

Fred Weasley x fem! shy! Potter! Reader

Summary: During the final game of the season, a certain redhead couldn’t care less about the trophy

Warnings/tags: swearing, friends to lovers, first kiss, getting together, mutual pining, Hufflepuff reader, potter reader, James being a good dad, Cedric being the best wing and hype man, Jess, Timothy and Joey OCs, marauders being parents

A/n: 4.4k words, ngl the alchemy plays in my head during this kiss scene, apologies for any mistakes I'm a bit ill right now, as always reader can be the bio or adopted older daughter of James and Lily, based on this and this requests ♡

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“Oh boy, oh boy!” James claps his hands, rubbing them together in excitement as he, Lily, Remus, and Sirius reach the top of the stands 

Lily giggles at her husband's enthusiasm, following him to the front row, while Remus and Sirius brace themselves at the top, catching their breaths after a quite frankly atrocious number of stairs

Today was the big game, not only was it the old rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor, but it was the final, and the first year Harry was serving as captain after Oliver passed the torch to him two years ago. It was safe to say as fun as the Triwizard tournament was the previous year, quidditch was still the marauders and co’s favourite pastime. Hell, the whole school was buzzing

“Were they always that high?” Sirius whispers, rubbing his chest “Fuck me” he breathes heavily

“I think we’re just old now my love” Remus chuckles, after all these years he still can’t help but wind up his husband just a little bit

Sirius makes a face “Fuck you! I’m not old…you’re old!” he childishly argues, wearing a grumpy pout that twitches everyone once and again, revealing the smile beneath

“And when is your birthday?” 

Sirius’ mouth opens to reply but alas the man has nothing and is caught looking like a fish, though he’s a very cute fish in Remus’ mind

“We might be old…but you’re still as pretty as you were last time we were up here” Remus compliments, leaning down to peck Sirius’ tinting cheeks “Pretty boy” he whispers one last blow before pushing off the beam and joining his friends leaving Sirius flustered 

“Pads? You comin?” James calls out, head shooting over “Ohhhh” James barks a knowing laugh, whispering something to Remus and patting his back as he sits down

Sirius can’t help but let out a small smile as they turn away “He thinks I’m pretty” he mutters all giddy to himself before joining his friends, taking a seat between Remus and James, with Lily on James’ other side

“See! I told you we were smart coming early, it’s already beginning to fill up” Lily points out, smiling to herself as she shrugs off her jacket, grabbing the others as well, before laying them on the seats behind them to save room for when the McKinnon’s made their fashionably late appearance

James smiles, hand finding the top of Lily's head “That we were, hun” he agrees, patting her head and soaking up her proud little smile as she smooths out the rest of the coats

“Who are you looking for?” Remus asks, pulling James’ attention back to find Sirius squinting off into the distance

“Our goddaughter, I haven’t seen her in ages” Sirius pouts, squinting harder

“You saw her at Easter break” James chuckles 

“Oh yeah” Sirius nods, remembering “Still, I miss her” he confesses, warming the men's hearts

Sirius and Remus decided against children, not that they didn’t want them per se, more they couldn’t confirm the child's safety with Remus’ furry little problem. As such, they filled that hole with you and Harry. Sirius took an extra shine to you though, maybe it was your shy yet cheeky nature that reminded him of Remus, or maybe it’s the little bit of himself he saw in you, watching you get sorted into Hufflepuff when everyone else in your big, wonderfully weird family was Gryffindor. Whatever it was, though today was Harry’s day, he still had to make sure you were alright

“Do you want your glasses?” Remus offers, sighing as he watches his husbands sorry display and reaches for his bag

Sirius swats his hand away “I don’t need glasses moony, I’m fine. It’s just the wind, it’s blowing stuff in my eyes” he gestures around his face, scrunching his nose before attempting to subtly squint again

Remus’ eyes meet James’, shaking his head as he mouths ‘why can’t he admit defeat?’

James smirks, shrugging as he turns away, now interested in where you were, as is Lily after overhearing the debacle. The four searched for you as the student body make their way to the stands. Glancing around Remus’ spots a wild Weasley, smiling as he watches Ron attempt to hold back his blushes as Hermione fixes the red paint on his cheeks. Lily spots Neville, Ginny and Luna in another stand wearing their handmade lion mains. Sirius spots well…nothing, but your father on the other hand is the one to finally find you. 

He watches as you enter the stand diagonal to them with Cedric, Jess and two other boys he doesn’t quite recognise but based on their green scarfs must be Timothy and Joey, which would be two out of the four very few Slytherins in this world he accepted were good, the others being his best friends’ brother and the one and only Dorcas Meadows

“Found her” he points with joy “There she is, ain’t our little fawn beautiful” he shines, causing all their eyes to fall on you as you all worm your way to the front of your own stand

“It’s funny seeing them in red and gold” Remus notes, an amused look as he observes yours, Cedric, and Jess’s Gryffindor scarves, most likely stolen from your brother and his friends…or perhaps secretly gifted from one particular Weasley

Lily nods, but her head tilts to the side as your head taps the taller of the other boy's shoulders “They seem close, which one is he again, Tim or Joe?” she ponders trying to remember

“Tim, she said he was tall in the letters” James confirms “They aren’t together” he says with confidence

“And how would you know that Captain Oblivious?” Remus’ laughs, eyeing his friend but then his gaze drifts to peak at his husband, who's been unusually quiet, realising he’s still very much struggling to see you

Remus slowly collects the glasses from his bag again and holds them up in offering

“Dammit” Sirius sighs accepting the truth and putting them on, looking grumpy until his eyes widen, like he’s seeing a brand-new world

“Better love?” Remus teases while pointing you out again

“Shut up moo…aww there she is, beautiful as ever” he adjusts them smiling “Wait…whoa” he looks at James doing a double take as everything is now in high definition “You’ve aged so well” he notes

James’ smirks “Why thank you, I steal Lily’s muggles products” he admits unapologetically, not that it’s much of a surprise to the girl next to him who just rolls her eyes, accepting the fact she now buys two of every product just for him

“It’s the one with lighter hair, not Cedric, the taller one” Remus points out to Sirius

“Oh…” Sirius eyes the boy, judging “...nah”

“What do you mean nah?” everyone jumps a little at first turning around to see Marlene, Dorcas and the cutest little lion there had ever been joining them “Holy shi… sugar those specks are something” Marlene laughs, catching herself before glancing at her wife, mouthing an apology while their daughter looks up at them confused

“Suu’gar” the little cub repeats before pointing at Sirius “Specky!” she says excitedly “Unkie Jams t‘win” she claps, pointing between James and Sirius before jumping and clapping again all happy with herself

Sirius’ quickly pulls the glasses off, cheeks heating while the others struggle to hold in their giggles 

“I don’t need them” he looks straight at Marlene, trying his best to be convincing

She just gives him a ‘really’ look in return before smiling softly 

Sirius half chuckles, half sighs as he admits defeat, flashing the women a genuine smile “It’s good to see you Marls, you too Dorca darlin” he then looks down at little Lacy “Hello little cub” he coos 

“Rwah!” Lacy holds up her hands in a claw motion, doing her best lion impression 

It was well known the Marauders had one brain cell between them, but when that cell fired it was magical, all including her mothers and godmother pretended she was the most fearsome thing they’d ever beheld, even a couple other parents who had taken seats little ways down joined in. After some pleas and chocolate offered to calm the beast, the group settled in again, catching up as they waited for the game to start.

You rocked on your feet, eyes continually flicking to the players entrance in anticipation

“You good sunshine?” you feel a soft pat to the top of your head, looking up you’re greeted with Timothy's soft smile, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he checked in, worried the ruckus and busyness of the stand was a bit overwhelming for you

You gently tap your head into his shoulder, nodding “I’m good…just excited” you confess with warm cheeks as your nose is flooded with the scent of your scarf again

“Ahhhh” he elongates, giving you and then the scarf a look “Y/n and Freddie sitting in a tree” he whisper sings

Your eyes widen before you attempt a scowl that looks more like a puppy pouting “Shut up” you chide, fixing the scarf a little before looking away, hoping Cedric, Jess and Joey were having a more in depth conversion but instead you find them grinning “Sugar” you press your lips into a downturned smile

They all looked at each other before singing in unison 

“K…i…s…s…i…n…g!” 

Despite your cheeks positively flaming around the second ‘s’, you can help but break into a smile. Your friends knew about your little crush on the Weasley boy from afar. Despite your brother’s closeness with the family you didn’t have such ties, you adored Ginny on the few occasions she had visited, along with Ron and Hermione, but as for the rest of the clan your paths rarely crossed. You were meant to spend the summer with them as your families decided to holiday together, but when Cedric won the Triwizard tournament that changed, and instead, he took you and your friends traveling with the prize money 

Yours paths finally crossed at the beginning of the school year, when Sprout created a seating pattern allowing everyone to get familiar with their randomised Herbology partner before the end of year assignment. You were nervous at first, as you were sure the professor was when she pulled out your names. Putting the quietest person in Hogwarts with the loudest person seemed like it would either be the worst pairing she had ever seen or the most genius 

To her good fortune…and ego, it was the latter. It was surprising to see the king of mischief actually try with his assignments, but most chalked it up to the fact that while you were quiet, you were well-loved by your year, you held no prejudices, helped people with their assignments when the asked you, and was just in general sweet to everyone, to the point even the meanest Slytherins were a little soft on you. Therefore, most assumed Fred couldn’t bear to let you down either, and while that was true at first, a second reason soon bloomed for the boy

It bloomed for you as well, you slowly opened up to him each class, topics drifting to something deeper, and by the time Christmas rolled around you both were close friends. So close in fact you began inviting him to your friend’s secret hideaway by black lake, at first to study, but then to hang out both with and without your other friends. It was funny at first, with Cedric and Jess being rivals in quidditch and Timothy and Joey's Slytherin status, but Fred warmed to them, gaining their trust and, not that they told either of you, their blessing 

“I hate you all” you pout, falling into Cedric’s side hug as you shake your head

“Nah” Timothy joins from the other side

“You love us” Jess chimes in, beaming at you

“Not as much as she loves him though” Joey adds cheekily, nodding towards the pitch, it seems none of you had noticed the crowds stir for the players appearances during your teasing session

Cedric and Timothy quickly retract their grasp, smiling at one another as you lunge adorably forward to see. Your friends soon join you, all cheering, while you find Fred in the small mass of people, admiring him as he laughs with the others. After a few moments, the team is finished talking, beginning to take flight and get into position. Once there, you watch as Fred’s eyes begin to scan the crowd, heart thumping as his gaze slowly draws closer, skipping a beat when they fall on you, and damn near stopping as he doubles back, face lifting 

You see, a few weeks ago you had met Fred to check over your final herbology assignment, which meant a late-night picnic waiting to see if your flower would bloom under the full moon. While chatting, the topic of today's game came up. Of course, now that Hufflepuff were out for the count, he teased you with who you would be supporting, his teasing backfired however when, without missing a beat, said you would be supporting whatever team he was playing in. 

After his slight fluster, which, to this day is one of your proudest achievements, conversation returned to normal, you figured he’s forgotten about it until a first year found you this morning holding a small bundle of Gryffindor scarves, one of which had a red ribbon around it with a note for you

You bring your hands up, hugging the scarf as your eyes meet, causing the biggest smile to take over his face. It was times like this you truly believed your crush was requited, and little did you know a certain redhead was thinking the same thing

“Be brave and go for it” Cedric whispers some encouragement 

He’s right, you think, Now or never

As you mouth him ‘Good luck’, you add a little extra to it, blowing him a kiss

His eyes widen in a pleasant shock, melting into a mix of joy and pride as he pretends to catch it, winking at you before kissing his balled up fist before returning his gaze to the field just before the starting whistle blows

“Way to go gal” Jess cheers, reaching over to give your arm a soft squeeze

“Aww the grew up so fast don’t they” Timothy wipes an imaginary tear from his eye while Cedric and Jess both match his energy, taking out handkerchiefs and pretending to be forlorn mothers, with Joey doing the same but with an imaginary tissue

You giggle at them, and while you would usually try to come up with some sort of witty answer, you instead break into a smile “He likes me” you say simply, swaying side to side

“If he didn’t, he’d be an idiot love” Cedric gives you a side hug while the rest of your friends’ smile, happy for you “Now let’s what your man kick snake butt”

“Hey-” Joey and Tim begin to object together but then shrug 

“Oh, who are we kiddin” Timothy laughs, taking off his green scarf and pulling out a red and gold one as does Joey “Pusey’s an arsehole and I want a chance to be a bridesman at your wedding someday”

“Bridesman?” you giggle, heartwarming at the idea of you and Fred getting married someday

“Yip, Ceds already called man of honour” 

The match was a whirlwind of emotion, the kind of game that left everyone on the edge of their seats. Gryffindor and Slytherin were neck and neck at every turn, every goal answered by another, and it was clear to everyone that this match would come down who would catch the snitch first

“Holy shit, this is intense!” James exclaims, practically bouncing in his seat “Merlin, how the hell did you guys watch me and Marls do this back in the day?”

“Jamie…language!” Lily scolds with a giggle, lips quirking up in amusement as she gives Dorcas a please forgive us look

“Oh, don’t worry, Lacey can’t hear a thing thanks to these” Dorcas it waves off, gesturing to Lacey’s adorable, enchanted earmuffs “Watch this” she says leaning over the little girl perched on her lap “You want some ice cream, bubs? What about a unicorn?” 

Lacey doesn’t react at all, instead she stays focused on mimicking her other mothers’ gestures and waves towards the pitch

“Those are…” Lily starts but is promptly cut off 

“What the hell was that!” Marlene huffs, throwing up her hands as the crowds roar once more, a mix of cheers and groans as the Slytherins risky manoeuvre pays off leading to another goal “Fucking Pusey again!”

“Did you get the earmuffs for the crowd or for Marls?” Remus whispers to Dorcas, who struggles to hold back a smile

“Oi! Gingers! Stay in formation! Godric, what are you doing?!” Marlene shouts again, shaking her head as Fred and George narrowly avoid colliding whilst going for the same bludger

“No comment” Dorcas replies with a grin before planting a kiss on Lacey’s cheek

The match grows increasingly heated after Harry lets the snitch slip through his grasp, igniting a fire under Slytherins asses causing their play to get even more aggressive

“This game is insane!” Cedric grips the railing so tightly his knuckles turn white

“Come on, Freddie!” you yell, unable to stop yourself as he whizzes by

You watch him turn ever so slightly, catching your voice over the roar before he dives back into the action, pulling off a spectacular move that has more than one person flushing

“Offt…your man’s a beast” Timothy mutters as Fred swoops in to deflect a bludger, shirt riding up a little as he does “What? I can admire” his cheeks tint as he sees all of your raised eyebrows

“Don’t worry” you say with a laugh, “He’ll never admit it, but he has a little guy crush on you too”

“Really?” 

“Really” you confirm, giggling 

“Did you see that?!” Sirius exclaims, pointing towards Fred after he executes a spectacular mid-air spin to block the Bludger aimed at Angelina “Can’t deny the boys got style!”

“Sure does” James agrees but then his expression sinks to a smug one as he adjusts his glasses “Almost as cool as some of the moves we pulled off ay Marls?” he tries to get her attention but is gifted a passive ‘uh huh’ instead

“Oh, please” Remus argues, chuckling “Are we forgetting in our final year when you tried to do a spin like that and your glasses came flying clean off?”

“What?!” Lily, Sirius, and Dorcas all turned to him in unison

“Moony!” James protests before his face slowly sinks as if awaiting his impending doom

“Wait…” Marlene turns slowly, looking menacingly down at James “You’re telling me. I almost lost my final match as captain because of your speckyless ass?”

James hesitates, his ears turning near crimson as he sheepishly scratches the back of his neck “…no comment”

With one final push, the final whistle blows, and the crowd erupts into cheers. You and your friends join in, your eyes look over towards Fred, who’s the first to get to Harry, pulling him into the biggest bear hug. The sight makes your heart warm, but your admiration is cut short as your friends practically pick you up, ushering you to move 

“What’s happening” you ask confused

“Come on, we gotta get down their sunshine” Timothy insists, shooing you along with Cedric, Jess and Joey “You’ve got a ginger to congratulate”

Over on the other stands your family celebrates. Everyone’s on their feet, except Lacey who is now glued to Marlene’s hip as they cheer 

“Yesssss!” James roars, pulling Lily into a celebratory hug…and subsequent snog 

“That’s my godson!” Sirius bellows, fist pumping the air before looking to hug James then realises “Oh…well if that’s what we’re doing, come here moons!” he hithers towards Remus, arms outstretched 

Remus laughs softly before indulging his husband, pulling him in for a kiss before dramatically dipping him

Meanwhile Marlene and little Lacey remain oblivious to the romance in the air, as she was too busy yelling so hard her voice will be lost come tomorrow “THAT’S MY LIONS!”

Dorcas just chuckles at the scene, pulling out Lilys camera and snapping a shot of them all (A/n: art of this bit in the future?)

As their celebrations calm down, they notice the teams beginning to land and everyone else begin to make their way down to join them

“This takes me back” Remus lets out a small laugh watching the red and gold scarfs fly around

Nostalgia fills the air as the others join him, gazing down

“Man…that used to be us” James remarks, letting out a breathy laugh before glancing over at Marlene

She nods, a happy yet bittersweet smile on her face “Yeah…good times” she reminisces before looking down at Lacey “Times are still pretty good…maybe better” she confesses watching her little cub cheer 

Dorcas joins her side, arm wrapping around both Marlene and Lacy as their foreheads meet

“I think we should give them their moment” Lily suggests “We have time to embarrass them later” she giggles

The group hums in agreement. As their stand empties, they begin pointing out things only they are privy to from their vantage point. Like Nevilles and Lunas intertwined hands as they weave through the crowd with Ginny, Lee sprinting to hug George, the Slytherin team sulks, or even Snape begrudgingly handing a couple of gallons to McGonagall. None of them, however, have managed to spot you or your friends yet. 

“I hope y/ns alright in the crowds” James says softly next to Lily

“As long as she’s with her friends I have no doubt shell be alright” she hums, giving your fathers arm a squeeze 

“Oh, there she is…” Sirius points you out before chuckling to himself “…maybe being your twin ain’t so bad” he jokes, wiggling his glasses 

James laughs, wrapping an arm around Sirius as everyone turns their attention back towards you 

Down on the pitch, it’s a flurry of red and gold, so you hold back at the edge where it was quieter, encouraging your friends to head into the chaos and enjoy it. Jess, Joey and Timothy promise to be right back, while Cedric spots Cho in the crowd little ways from yourself and joins her, being careful not to drift too far from you

You beam as you take a couple of steps back, watching Harry get lifted up by Ron and Neville. Much like your parents and family above, you want Harry and Fred to have their moment in the spotlight. There would be more than enough time to talk to them after

Unbeknownst to you, one of that duo was already looking for you. Fred’s eyes scan the chaos for your figure, but finds a familiar blonde in the crowd first, and he smiles watching him kiss Cho’s cheek. Cedric feels the eyes on them, looking up and noticing Fred’s searching expression. He smiles, giving a knowing nod towards you, as does Cho who’s clearly been filled in on the situation. 

Fred’s eyes follow the direction and there you are, standing apart from the rest, your gaze locked on Harry. Taking a deep breath, he hypes himself up, realising in that moment you aren’t just wearing his scarf, but the jumper he gave you to keep warm a few weeks ago as well. That along with the kiss you blew him earlier, are all the signs he needed to finally make a move

“Oi, Freddie” George calls as he moves away from the rest of the team “Where ya going?” George tries again but to no avail, Fred’s already gone, pushing through the crowd, using his broom to help manage the masses

As he breaks free, you do a double take, and he finds himself smiling as your confused expression melts into hope and joy

“You’re supposed to be over there” you tell him, taking a few steps forward as he closes the gap

“But you’re over here” he replies simply before leaning closer, eyes searching yours for permission 

You bite your lip, giving him a nod, to which his own smile grows and his broom is abandoned as his larger hands come up to cradle your cheeks guiding them up towards his lips as they crash into your own. You clutch the front of his sweater, pulling him closer but Fred being the showman he is had other ideas. His hands drop down, snaking around your hips before he dips you back. You squeal at first, then laugh softly with him before your lips reconnect. After that the rest of the world fades away. The cheers and buzz around you becoming a distant hum, neither of you reacting to your friends’ cheers nor the flash of Jess’ camera 

Your friends aren’t the only spectators of course…

“Wait…” Marlene points towards you and Fred “…is he about to…oh!” her mouth drops open, gently covering Lacey’s eyes while Dorcas smiles in a happy shock beside her 

Remus, Sirius, Lily are next to react, eyes widening, before breaking into smiles. Remus and Sirius take a moment longer, clearly doing the ‘does he deserve her’ math in their heads first

“That’s my girl” Lilys hands come up to face, overjoyed, she had an inkling you were a little love struck from your letters, she just didn’t know with who until now

“He’s alright” Sirius begrudgingly admits while Remus nods in agreement

Their smiles and shock soon melt into anticipation as they all slowly turn towards James, who had been a bit too quiet considering the situation. But when they see him, he is…beaming?

Turns out Lily wasn’t the only one with an incline, in fact, James being the girl dad he was, has known about every crush you’ve ever had, your one on Fred being no different. Safe to say, he was ecstatic

“Yes!” he cheers “Oh the dips a nice touch, very classy” he nods in approval before looking over at the others “What?” he takes in their shocked faces

“Prongs?” Remus eyes him “You realise that’s y/n, right?” he feels the need to check

“Yeah” James shrugs before his mouth makes an ‘oh’ shape, his reply sending them into fits of laughter “I’m supposed to be mad right now, aren’t I?”

Thank you for reading ♡

[doodlemcjazzhands]

A little dorlene couch cuddle for @uhhlifeig

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e.9 w/ regulus pls, i'm on my knees 😭

this is technically a steamy prompt, but gosh this grew real sugary sweet really fast lmao. hope you enjoy the drabble, love<3

Prompt: E.9 "Use your words, sweetheart"

Words: 1.3k

Warnings: implied smut (mdni), not proofread, loads of cursing, talks of sex, background dorlene and rosekiller, established relationship, slight implied d/s dynamic where reader is d, regulus is a Quidditch Player™ but also easy to fluster, marlene is not a quidditch player in this (blasphemy, i know), gn!reader

Note: i could make a part 2 with actual smut, but this is what came to me rn

Perhaps your favourite part of your boyfriend is how multifaceted he is.

Because when you first met him, in all his moody brooding, repressed emotions, dry sarcasm and school-orientation, you never could have imagined how fervent Regulus Black could get about quidditch. The same Regulus who rolled his eyes painfully hard at his brother and friends's jock habits, as he referred to them as, the same Regulus who polished his Head Boy pin multiple times a day. Somehow, it was the same Regulus you saw run into a slam-hug with Barty on the field once they landed, with wild eyes and tousled hair after catching the snitch that just barely secured Slytherin’s victory against Gryffindor.

“Bloody fucking yes!” You could hear the boys’ exclamations clutter against each other in the air as they hollered their celebrations. 

A wide grin was glued onto your lips as you cheered and clapped with the crowds surrounding you in the stands. Marlene’s voice was bursting your eardrums as she cheered specifically only for Dorcas while grumbling over Gryffindor’s defeat – a complicated day for the blonde.

On the field, Regulus turned from his friends to scour through the stands before his eyes found yours and somehow he smiled wider. Your heart soared every time you saw his carefully crafted mask slip to reveal true enjoyment. His smile grew cheeky as he blew you a kiss with a flourish you knew he would never let fly so publicly had it not been for the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

“Breaking from Slytherin’s passionate celebrations, Regulus Black is taking the opportunity to show his wonderful partner some love.” Pandora’s soft voice booms through the amplification spell as she wraps up her commentary for the game. You grow bashful in your cheering, especially when Marlene elbows you with her wolfish grin, but you don’t cease your clapping – and you don’t break eye contact with Regulus as he walks backwards towards the locker rooms, only tearing away when he has to.

The team are some of the last people to enter the Slytherin common room for the rager that always follows matches with Gryffindor. This time, it was put together by a few fifth years who seemed to consider them their personal heroes – you had overseen some of the decorations just to ensure there were no pictures of Evan with hearts drawn around them, lest Barty get murderous in his partying. 

They were a sight as they walked in with their wet hair from showering and still that crackling atmosphere of sheer joy and perhaps a twinge of earned arrogance.

Dorcas is the one who announces their entrance. “We won, bitches!”

The room erupts into cheers as Marlene runs to lift her girl up, twirling her around as they giggle through kisses. You would have smiled at them in admiration for longer, had your own attention not been reserved for a certain set of black curls.

Regulus is at the very back of the group, just behind Evan who had Barty all but draped over his shoulders, a small smile seemingly etched onto his lips. You were torn between petrifying his face so it could never move from that beautiful expression, and hiding it from the world with an array of kisses. You had a feeling he was partial towards the latter. 

“Nice of you to finally show up at your own party, love,” you say cheekily, as he greets you with a murmured amour before pulling you into his arms for a tight hug.

He smells like his soap and cologne, having cleaned himself up as attentively as he always did. Maybe someday you could convince him to sit in the sweat for a bit, reeling in the victory.

“The hero who caught the snitch.” Your voice is low and teasing, only really intended for Regulus as your arms sneak around his neck.

Barty is never one to miss something though, head picking up from his huddle with a maniacal grin. “Hells yeah,” he yells, cutting through the lively chatter of the room. “Reggie, our hero!”

Everyone erupts into cheers, hoots and whistles – definitely not for the last time of the evening – as Regulus bashfully hides his face in your neck, still not broken away from your embrace. You giggle into his ear, clearly pleased with the teasing attention he receives, to which he pinches your side. When you yelp and swat at him, he comes out of his hiding with a smile that he finally presses to yours.

His kiss receives some more hollers, but they are nothing but murmurs to you as his soft lips mould to your own. You deepen the kiss, trying to get impossibly closer as your blood warms. You’re sure he can feel it emanate through your clothes pressed to his or your palms in his hair.

“Hi,” he whispers when you pull back, foreheads pressed against each other.

“Hi there, seeker. Ready to go celebrate your acts of valour?”

His eyes remain trained on your lips as you speak, which only makes your smile more teasing. He doesn’t answer you right away, holding you close by the small of your back as the party picks up around you. 

“Or did you have something else in mind, player?” You cock an eyebrow at him.

He realises you have read him like the books you bond over, and gives you a few rapid pecks to make up for it. “You know me too well,” he laughs.

“I think I know you the perfect amount.”

“Then you know the only one I want to celebrate with right now is you.” Regulus’s eyes are a beautiful mix of dark and soft as he stare at you, adrenaline seemingly ebbing out of him as he just melts into you and his prescribed lovesickness.

“Silly boy,” you whisper against his lips before giving him a slow, open-mouthed kiss where you tug his bottom lips between your own. “You already have me.”

“You know what I mean,” he all but whines back between kisses as you move to his upper lip. 

“Hm, maybe.” He recognises the glint in your eyes as you pull back to look at him. “Use your words, sweetheart.”

Almost all softness seep from his face as it takes on a hungry quality that his reserved for only when you use that tone.

“Minx,” is all he whispers before his hands slide to find yours, squeezing them as he begins to pull you through the crowd.

“Oi, Black!” Dorcas yells as she sees your figures sneak your way between people with apparent haste. “The fuck you think you’re goin’?” Just from her voice you know Dorcas has had a drink, as her accent has thickened. 

Before either of you can respond, Evan drags her down by the elbow to the sofa he’s sprawled across as he drawls, “They’re going to celebrate dearest Dorc.”

A spat ensues between the two at the use of her least favourite nickname. Regulus has the decency to grow slightly pinkish at that, but his hold on you remains close and you can all but feel his jitters through his touch.

Barty looks at you two upside down from where he lays balancing on top of the sofa. “You nasty fucking skanks,” he grins. “Enjoy yourselves heartily, but get your butts down here to have fun with us too when the adrenaline wears off.”

You snort as Regulus only grows more red. You give Barty a wink as you begin leading the way, dragging your boy dumbly behind you. “We will, Junior, don’t you worry.”

“Bye, lovebirds!” Barty calls behind you as you run up the stairs towards the boys dormitory. Regulus’s hand is hot in yours and your stomach tingles in anticipation – but more importantly, your heart aches with pride and love for your hero seeker.

[curiouslymyown]

The start of many relationships happened in the hospital wing

People are hurt, adrenaline is running high, teenagers are horny and pathetic. Of course they're going to confesses their forbidden love

[avorthuades]

can we as the marauders fandom on a whole write more fluff 😭 I know it's not our brand BUT PLEASE THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY

[moonysjumpers]

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐏 || 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐔 ||

𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬,

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, a well-known hockey player. (taken by @jamesprongsipotter )

𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤, a runway model. (taken by @spotlights-on-sirius )

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧, a well-known photographer. (taken by @remusj0hnlupin )

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰, a sad-pop singer. (taken by @wormtail-official)

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝, a famous actor. (taken by @maryalltheway)

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬, a top-charting singer. (taken by @lily-on-tour)

𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐬, a fashion designer. (open)

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧, bassist in a famous band. (taken by @marls-mck-60 )

𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤, a famous figure skater. (taken by @regulusarctblack)

𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫, a famous actor. (taken by @evan-rosier-official )

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐫, a magazine model. (taken by: @bee-not-butterfly)

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒,

there are many ships in this rp, like 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐉𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬, 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞.

For the questions i might get asked: how will the rp work? The whole general idea is to make this fun for people. I plan to make different events that will be posted on my page.

For Example, “𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐲’𝐬“ or even “𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚“ this is a modern au also, so it will have events that occur irl. You can choose to attend these events or not, completely up to you.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒, do not be rude to anyone in the rp, hate comments or etc.

do not tell any of your personal information. please.

if you do not like this post then dni.

other than that, if you have any other questions for the rp then my dms are open.

if you want to join, comment on this post and let me know what character you want to portray.

[accio-sriracha]

The Water Is Fine

A Jegulus Oneshot

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"Come in, the water is fine!" James called to Regulus, his eyes holding a challenge.

Regulus watched him with amusement from the shade of a nearby tree. He didn't swim, this was a fact they all knew well. James, however, didn't seem to care, inviting him for the third time that evening to join them in the lake.

Regulus watched his brother's concerned expression as he swam over to James,

"Mate, you know he doesn't get in the water." He said, "What's the point in trying?"

James brushed him off, his eyes never leaving the boy resting beneath the tree,

"Sure he does." He said it loud enough for Regulus to hear, "He'll get in eventually."

"You're really going to do this right now?" Regulus called back.

He had to admit, he was a little impressed by James' persistence. James shrugged,

"It's as good a time as ever, isn't it?"

Regulus knew the words had double meaning for them, but pretended not to notice as he sighed and stood up, marking his place in his book.

The rest of their groups were there as well. Mary, Lily, Marlene, and Dorcas were having a chicken fight off to the left. Alice, Frank, and Pandora were diving to collect things on the lake's floor. Sirius, James, Peter, and Remus had previosuly been playing catch with a quaffle, before James turned his attention to Regulus instead.

Barty and Evan were... well, we probably should focus too much on them.

They all turned in suprise as Regulus stepped out of his shoes, resignation written on his face, and walked towards the water's edge.

"There he is!" James called grandly, holding his arms out, "The man of the hour! Come join us, the water's nice and warm!"

If they hadn't been shocked before, they definitley were now as Regulus actually stepped into lake.

"Will you shut up already?" Regulus hissed at him, "It's fucking cold, you liar!"

He continued to mutter under his breath as he made his way to James, "Always fucking pissing me off- Never have one good day with my books, can I-"

James waved him off, "Stop whining, you'll get used to it."

"Regulus what are you doing?" Sirius was openly staring at him in shock. Regulus didn't spare him a glance, too focused on where to place his feet,

"Coming over to kill your best friend, that's what I'm doing." He gasped when a place in the water was particularly freezing.

He didn't like the feeling of everyone's eyes on him, since they suddenly decided he was more exciting than whatever it was they were doing before.

He rolled his eyes. He was in the water, so what? Just because none of them had ever seen him step foot in the lake before doesn't mean it was that big of a deal.

"I thought you didn't swim-" Sirius started again, dumbstruck.

"He doesn't." James' smile was bright, the kind of all-consuming smile that made you forget the rest of the world existed.

As Regulus got to waist high waters the familiar trickles of fear started to kick in.

Sirius had a right to be surprised, nothing scared Regulus more than this feeling.

He was toeing the ridge he had been looking for, where safe standing water met the expansive depths underneath. A drop off so sudden he was surprised nobody had died in it yet.

But as he looked up, his heart slowed. He trusted James. James would make sure he was okay.

He watched as James nodded reassuringly, his breathtaking smile easing Regulus' nerves. Regulus nodded back, reminding himself again that James would keep him safe.

So, much to the panic of everyone else, he turned around, leaned back... and fell.

Right off of the ledge and into the drop off. Water splashed up around him. He sunk five- ten feet and falling fast.

Above the waves there were shouts, his friends pushing through the water to save him because, obviously, Regulus couldn't swim.

James, Sirius, Barty, and Mary were the stronger swimmers of the group, the latter three racing against the current to get to him.

But Regulus wasn't waiting for any of them.

In seconds there was a body pressed against his own. Warm hands against smooth skin, the zooming rush of water around them.

Yes, there he was.

James held him against his chest, using magic to propell them quickly through the water. Regulus could never get enough of this feeling, like he was flying.

As they burst up to the surface of the water again he could just barely make out the gasps from their friends.

They flew through the waves, Regulus' hands looked pale against James' tanned back from where he clutched James close.

And they were quite a sight to see, bright smiles and Regulus' shrieks of laughter, James weaved them this way and that, sometimes twirling them up into the air before dropping them back down.

It was a bit of water bending magic James had learned to keep Regulus safe when he was trying to teach him how to swim a few months ago, a deal they'd made in private to save Regulus the embarrassment.

Eventually, when Regulus' fears had proven too great, they'd given up on learning and starting using magic to push them across the waves instead. He and James had come here all the time since then, getting faster and faster at it, James continuing to try out new tricks.

James kept his hands wrapped tightly around Regulus' waist, his own laugh was wild and free.

Regulus leaned happily into James, he could feel James' heart thump rhythmically against his chest.

James rolled them over so Regulus was on his back when he stopped the spell. Regulus gripped James' shoulders tightly, as he always did when James swam them back to the safety of the shore.

This was where James had developed the habit of calling Regulus his starfish, because he held fast onto him when James was swimming; like a starfish to a rock.

Regulus remembered the first time he'd said it, when he'd lectured James for making fun of someone with such a large fear. It turned out to grow on Regulus, and now he could only find the name endearing.

"Show off." Regulus called over the sound of the water, leaning back so he could feel the breeze on his face.

James looked back at him, eyes shining, "Only for you." He smiled.

They made it back to a level Regulus could stand in and James carefully dropped him off, holding him steady until he was sure Regulus was okay.

Sirius stormed over to them, hitting James' arm repeatedly,

"Never. Scare. Me. Like. That. Again." He said, each word punctuated by a punch, "You could have hurt him! What if he'd drowned, Prongs? What then?"

James threw back his head in a laugh, moving to hide behind Regulus,

"I didn't do anything!" He protested. Dodging his next few attempts to attack.

Barty made it to them next, glaring at Regulus,

"I thought you were fucking dying you arsehole!" He shouted, "I had to leave Evan to save you! Do you know how hard that is?"

"Oh the horror. You had to stop making out for three whole seconds." Regulus teased.

"What the hell was that?" Evan demanded as well, looking between James and Regulus as he trudged through the water to the four of them, "I've never seen anything like that before."

James and Regulus shared a look. James cleared his throat,

"We've had some practice." He started slowly, "It's a thing we've been working on-"

"Wait, you've gotten in the water before?" Marlene asked, amazed, as the rest of the group appeared.

"Just a few times." Regulus told them.

"More like every weekend." James snorted, as always beginning to speak before he could think, "You practically begged me last time-"

Regulus cut him off with a threatening look.

Sirius was staring like he was seeing a ghost. Regulus could imagine why, he probably wasn't used to seeing Regulus like this, usually so cut throat and intense, suddenly laughing and beaming and clinging to Sirius' best friend of all people.

"I didn't even know you guys were close." Lily frowned, confused.

Regulus bit back a smile, glancing at James as also he tried and failed to control his expression. The light reflecting off the water made him look even more beautiful.

James wrapped an arm around Regulus' shoulders, "You could say that."

Regulus rolled his eyes again, "Prick." He hissed under his breath. James shot him a flashy grin.

Finally, it seemed to click.

"Holy shit." Barty took a step back, "Evan, they're-"

"I know, B."

"They're-"

"You don't have to say it, B."

"Evan, they're fucking each other!"

Evan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "I thought I just told you not to say it?"

"You're together?" Peter called incredolously. James smiled, turning Regulus to face him fully. Regulus knew what was happening even before Jamesx eyes dropped to his lips,

"Jamie, no-" Regulus started, even though he was already melting against his touch.

"Jamie, yes." James replied, all smug smiles and firm hands as he pulled Regulus into a kiss, right there in front of everyone.

Regulus broke, leaning his forehead against his chest when they pulled away.

He'd never felt guilt and relief so simultaniously. It was like a weight lifted off his shoulders just to remind him of all he'd done wrong to get it there.

"You're together?" Sirius repeated quietly, still watching them with that same expression. Remus' hand was placed gently on his back, a motion Regulus often did to James to calm him down. He knew it well, Remus thought Sirius was about to explode.

"We were planning on telling you, it's only been two weeks since we actually got together-" James began nervously.

Regulus swallowed hard, Sirius was the person they'd been most anxious to tell, worried about how he'd react.

"This is fucking amazing." Sirius called, pulling them both into a crushing hug, "Merlin, my brothers! I'm so happy for you both!"

Regulus wasn't sure surprised was quite enough to cover what he was experiencing right now. He needed something more intense, somewhere around the intensity of a nuclear bomb might cover it.

"You're okay with it?" James asked skeptically, his hand intertwining with Regulus' seemingly without thought.

Sirius laughed, "Well it sure as hell beats thinking Regulus was going to drown." He replied, "But, honestly, I'm happy for you guys!"

People took their turns congratulating them, eventually, when the excitement had passed and everyone went back to their own activities again, Regulus turned to James,

"Can we go again?" He asked, giving him the look that he knew made James fold every time.

"Yeah, we can do it again." James laughed, pressing a kiss to his forehead, "I love you."

"I love you too." Regulus smiled, taking a deep breath in as he walked over to the ledge. He nodded to James, who was already muttering the spell under his breath.

And off they went once more, flying through the water in their own peaceful little bubble.

Regulus had never been more happy than he was right then, with James holding him close and all of their friends having fun in the distance. No more secrets. No more lies.

He found Sirius' eyes when James swam them back to the safer water, his smile was filled with approval.

Regulus relaxed against his boyfriend, there was no place on earth he would rather be.

[ggensblog]

we're just making it worse | r.j.l.

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part one: the invitation

contains: remus lupin x fem!reader, modern! no magic! au, swearing, angst, jealousy, let me know if i missed anything !

word count: 1.8k

100 days before the wedding..

“I just don’t understand why you couldn’t take this one day off- this was important to me, Remus!” you’re fuming, pacing in your kitchen, trying to find something to do with your hands. You opt to put some of the drying dishes away, almost grounding yourself.

“My work is important to me- I thought you of all people would understand that!” Remus is standing in the doorway, watching you, trying to get your attention. “You’re always going, going, going, you never stop for a second and realize that the world doesn’t revolve around you!” This stops you. You turn around, a whole new fire burning in your chest.

“I am not the one that completely blew off my girlfriend’s event to sit in a fucking office for a couple more hours-”

“No but you are the one that missed our anniversary last month.”

You huff and turn back around, continuing to put the dishes away. Why were there so many of them?

“There you go again! Just keep going, maybe you’ll avoid this conversation like you do the other ones.”

“This is hardly a conversation, Remus.” you mutter, putting the last cup in the cabinet before turning and leaning against the sink. Your arms crossed against your chest. “You said you would be there.” Your throat was tight, and you swallowed in an attempt to choke down any emotions that would send you into a spiral.

“And I said I'm sorry. I would have been there if I could but-”

“They needed you. I got that. But I needed you too, Remus.”

There is a moment of complete silence in the room, and you’re thankful that Pandora had chosen to stay at Xenophilius’s place that night.

“You know what, you’re right. We’re too busy for this.”

“For what-”

“For this relationship, Rem. I see my coworkers more than I see you and I know for a fact it’s the same for you.” You look down to your feet for a moment then back up to meet Remus’s eyes. His jaw was set, not quite clenched, but tense with the air of the room.

“What are you saying- that we should call it quits?”

As soon as those words left his mouth you wanted to cry. To crumble and apologize for everything. To take it all back. But instead, you shrugged. “Maybe it’s what we need. It isn’t healthy to keep putting ourselves through this- this hell.” Your arms drop to your sides and your gaze shifts to the clock on the oven.

“If that’s what you want.” You look back to Remus when you hear him move out of the kitchen. You watch him take his coat and phone and put on his shoes. You want to scream as you watch him walk out the door, shutting it with a slight force as he leaves.

As soon as you’re left in the dim light of the kitchen by yourself, you slide down to the floor and bury your head in your hands as the first tears fall.

Your phone begins to ring on the counter, you stand and see Pandora’s name light up the screen.

“Hello?” you sniff.

“Are you okay?” She asks on the other line, concern dripping from her tone.

“How did you-”

“I had a feeling. What happened?”

You took a deep breath, but it didn’t do much as you choked on your sobs, muttering words you didn’t think you would.

“We broke up.”

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38 days before the wedding..

You stared down at the piece of cardstock in your hands. You had just gotten home from a particularly long shift and found an envelope with a note from Pandora that just said ‘be home late tonight, xx’. You opened the ornate envelope and pulled at the piece of cardstock and a few other pieces of paper.

Save the Date! Lily and James are Getting Married!

The back of the cardstock had the date and location details. The second piece of paper held further details about the dress code and reception. The last piece of paper was the RSVP card. A few tick boxes sat with various prompts such as whether you’d be attending, what you wanted for the rehearsal dinner and reception dinner, and if you were bringing a date.

The More the Merrier! We encourage you to bring your plus one to help us celebrate this special day!

You sighed, and stuffed the pages into the envelope once more. You were overjoyed that Lily and James had finally decided on a date and you were honored to have been invited, but the thought of bringing someone to the wedding that wasn’t Remus made your stomach churn.

The More the Merrier!

You took the envelope into your room and sat it down on your desk before throwing yourself into bed.

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37 days until the wedding..

“There she is!”

Your friends smiled as you sat down at the table. The restaurant bustling around you as you settled into your monthly lunch, a long-standing tradition since you graduated university to keep in touch.

“Sorry I’m late- Greg wouldn’t leave me alone.” You mentally cursed your chatty co-worker who happened to catch you as you were packing up for the day. Dorcas waved your excuse off, passing you a carafe of water. You happily poured yourself a glass.

“So what’s new?” you looked up to the rest of the group. Dorcas, Regulus, Pandora, Evan, and Barty sat around you and you felt the weight of the day slip from your shoulders. Dorcas leaned over to reach for something in her bag, then revealed a familiar envelope.

“Are we going to talk about this? I can’t believe those two finally decided on the details. You lot are all going- right?” Pandora scoffed lightheartedly.

“Of course! Lily asked me to be a bridesmaid 2 weeks ago- it has been torture keeping it secret!” She exclaimed, leaning her head on your shoulder. You laughed, picking at one of the plates of appetizers on the table.

Barty flew into conversation with Dorcas about how he was surprised he and Evan were invited but excited nonetheless, Regulus mentioned something about Sirius being the best man and needing to go because it might be the only time he sees his brother in a formal suit. You laughed along as the conversation came easy. 

“Are you going to bring a date?” Pandora asked the general group- though everyone already knew that Barty and Evan would inevitably go together and Dorcas would be there with Marlene. Pandora was without a doubt going with her long-term partner, and that left you and Regulus to try and deflect the topic onto the other.

Unfortunately Regulus’s wit was too quick for you.

“Sirius said something about Remus having a date.” Eyes turned to you. In that moment your seat at the table no longer felt like an inviting rest and more of an interrogation.

“Really! That bloke managed to convince someone to spend an entire evening with him?” Barty blurted, trying to ease the tension. Evan shoved his elbow at him.

“Good for him,” You tried to hide behind your glass as you gulped down the rest of your water. You wished you could have stopped yourself from what you said next.

“I actually have someone I’m thinking of asking as well.” This managed to raise the brows of even Regulus.

“Really? You’ve been seeing someone and you haven’t told us?” Dorcas’s face twisted into one of betrayal. You wanted to kick yourself, your competitive jealousy taking over your common sense.

“Uhm- not really, just someone I’m thinking about asking. Since plus-ones are encouraged and all.” This was painfully awkward. You needed an out. Thankfully your borderline-psychic roommate caught on to your agony, perking up.

"Speaking of- oh my gosh did you hear that Alice and Frank are pregnant?" You made a mental note to thank Pandora later at home, because the group- the gossip fiends they are- immediately turned to Pandora and throwing questions at her.

You, however, looked down to your phone and mindlessly checked the time, letting your thoughts wander.

Was Remus really bringing someone? Sure it had been two months already, but did he really move on that quickly? Who was he bringing? Were they someone you knew? What if they-

Pandora lightly kicked your leg under the table, sparing a sympathetic glance your way before diving back into her latest piece of gossip.

You were quiet for the rest of the lunch, chiming in here and there about what was new and old in your life the past month. Once you all wrapped up, you were quick to grab Pandora and head out the door and towards home.

You thought you were in the clear from any further poking and prodding at your shoddy story. You should have known better because the moment the door closed behind you, before your shoes were even off, Pandora was opening her mouth.

“So who is this mystery person you’re ‘thinking of asking’ to the wedding?” the air-quotations were sign enough that she was calling your bluff. You sighed, throwing your keys into the bowl by the door and walking over to collapse on the couch.

“There isn’t anyone- I just didn’t want to look like I was still hung up on- him, when he’s clearly moved on.” Pandora joined you on the couch, criss-crossing her legs and facing you. She placed a hand on your knee, her eyes wide and full of wisdom you wish you could tap into.

“There isn’t anything wrong with going to the wedding alone. I don’t think anyone would judge you. But if you did want to bring someone, you have plenty of time to find them. Anyone would be lucky to go with you.” She offered a soft smile that you returned. You nodded, taking a deep breath and finally relaxing for the first time since you sat down at lunch.

“I know- it just feels like he’s 10 steps forward and I’m losing or something.” You shrugged. Pandora shook her head, “It isn’t a competition, but leave it to you two to make it into one.” She patted your knee once then stood from the couch and moved towards the kitchen.

You sat there thinking, of course it wasn’t a competition, but if it was you were behind. You couldn’t turn up to the wedding empty-armed while Remus lived in bliss with whoever he was bringing.

“Hey- did you hear me?” You blinked, then turned, “I asked if you wanted some tea.” Pandora repeated, her brows drawn together in concern. You nodded wordlessly then looked down to your phone, a new-found determination filling you.

You could totally find a date to the wedding. Like Pandora said, you have plenty of time and plenty of options. It was just a matter of ‘who’.

a/n: here we go! part one of this fic! i hope you all enjoy, and i would love to hear your thoughts! see you in the next part !

[muddycrows]

‘A bite of peace’ short film scene paintings. More of a painterly style for this once since it felt like it needed it .

Short film by the mischief productions!

[fictionalsimp09]

Archer - Dorlene with Background Jegulus and Wolfstar - @taylorswiftmicrofic - 331 words - AO3

Dorcas watches from the stands as Marlene strings her bow, unable to look away from the sun reflecting off the sheen of sweat covering her toned biceps. She knows her girlfriend is a brilliant archer, but Dorcas feels as though she was hit with cupid’s arrow when they first met. 

“Earth to Dorcas,” Regulus snaps his fingers in front of her face, and she finally stops staring at Marls to glare at her friend. “You should tell her.” 

“Tell her what?” 

“That you love her.” 

“I-” Dorcas opens and closes her mouth a few times, before sighing, “How did you know that before I did?” 

“You knew I loved James before I did,” he replies. 

The commentator announces the competition is about to start. “Marlene is so gonna win this,” she declares. 

“While she is certainly good enough for second place, there’s no way she’ll beat James.” 

“Ha! Wanna bet?” 

“Don’t bet with him,” Sirius says as he and Remus joins them just in time. “He has never lost a bet in his life;” 

“Loser pays for dinner later,” Regulus ignores his brother. 

“You’re on,” she answers confidently. 

James goes before Marlene, and Dorcas hears Regulus’ breath hitch slightly as he smoothly draws the string to his ear, and releases the arrow, hitting the target less than an inch away from the centre. 

“Looks like you’ll be out of £100.” 

“With how much Marls and Sirius eats, it’ll probably be about £150 you will spend.” 

Marlene eventually steps up to shoot her arrow, the last remaining person to do so, and Dorcas holds her breath as the arrow flies through the air and hits the yellow centre. They all cheer and once it is deemed safe to do so, they run over to Marlene, the champion, to congratulate her. 

“I love you,” Marlene whispers as they hug tightly. 

Dorcas looks into her eyes. “I love you.” Their lips connect, and she laughs, “Regulus is buying us all dinner.” 

“Great, I’m famished.” 

[graydagay]

Easter morning with the skittles

Barty: *wakes up at 5am to wake everyone up because he wants chocolate*

Evan: *still sleeping and will continue sleeping for another hour*

Regulus: *excited but does not show it but let's Barty be all hypo*

Dorcas and Pandora: *they are voting hiding eggs around the common room for the slytherin house*

Evan: *finally wakes up when Barty bites him*

The whole common room would do an egg hunt

Barty: *steals the younger students eggs but he feels slightly bad and gives one back*

[mirachdae]

Fluffy jegulus fic <3

“Polaroids, Schemes, and Oblivious Idiots” by mirachdae on ao3

A cute little fic with Harry playing matchmaker for reg and james

Find the fic here.

[fioorfia]

I want a relationship like Jily, with the dynamic of wolfstar but I guess it would end up looking more like dorelene

[crescenthistory]

hey! it's the anon who asked about the poly!dorlene thing, so here's the resquest! yay!

from the fluffy prompt "i didn't know it was possible for you to be more beautiful" + trope "firsts" with poly!dorlene, where they are going on their first date? just, very fluffy and three girls being in love?? (sorry if it isn't really specific)

hi my lovely dorlene lover, thank you so much for your request<33 three girls being in love COMING RIGHT UP

Words: 2k

Warnings/tags: fem!reader, you wear a skirt, established relationship (dorlene) opening up to a third (you, lucky bastard), light anxiety/nerves, idiots in love, bsfs!marylily in the background, slightly suggestive teasing, platonic and romantic physical affection

Note: this one goes out to the four (4) sapphics i know frequent my page, with the hope of reaching even more of us<33 dorlene and marylily are the best things to have ever happened to me tbh

"Lily, do I look stupid? I look stupid. You would tell me if I looked stupid, right?"

Words are spilling out of your mouth before you have had the time to truly process or consider them, or even enunciate them properly. If you didn't have the self-awareness to already be embarrassed about how nerve wrecked you were acting, Lily's expression would have done the trick.

"Breathe, my lovely, you're fine," she reassured through poorly bitten back laughter. "You don't look stupid."

Stood in front of Mary's pocket mirror that you had charmed to grow into full-body length, in the fourth outfit you had tried on, you felt decidedly, wholeheartedly stupid. Even worse, surrounded by your two best friends and waiting on your two other best friends to take you out on a date, you felt stupid for feeling stupid.

Truly the whole thing was a chaotic, hormonal mess that you wanted to run away from. Yet, you ached to stay, ached to know how it goes.

Mary had done your make-up earlier and was now lounging on her bed, giving you a rather salacious up-and-down in an effort of support. "If that is stupid, then I don't think I can see anything better while keeping my skirt on," she quipped, arguably aiming for appeasing. You're not sure if she hit the mark, but you appreciated her with heated cheeks nonetheless.

"Not to mention, this outfit is by far the best one," Lily said through a hum, walking around you to continue to appraise the skirt, top and accessories the three of you had pulled together from your separate closets. "It matches the atmosphere of a Hogsmeade date while also distinguishing it from what they see you in every day. It's perfect."

"You really think so?" You found yourself asking for more reassurance as you smoothed out the already wrinkle free skirt, turning back to take in your form in the mirror.

Lily came up close behind you and gave you a half-hug from the side, squeezing your shoulder. The apples of her cheeks were bunched up beautifully, highlighting her freckles, as she smiled warmly at you in that way only she knew how. "I know so. These are your friends, remember?"

"Your best friends that you have been pining after quite literally forever," Mary reminded you while flipping through her magazine, though you could tell it did not capture her attention as wholly as she pretended.

"Excuse me, but you are in no position to judge someone for waiting forever to ask her friend out, missy," you argued, finding some of your usual spark once more. You gave her a teasing finger wag to underline your point, to which Lily snorted and let go of you to move over to her lovely girlfriend and pry the magazine from her hands.

"She has a point there, dear." Lily stage-whispered conspiratorially as she grabbed Mary’s now-free hands to pull her up and off the bed. Mary pretended to groan, but slumped happily against Lily when they stood beside each other, pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of her lips.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she faux grumbled. Then, she looked you over properly, blooming smile back on her face. She reached out to fix a part of your make-up that you were sure did not really need fixing. "Truly, babe, this is perfect. You look smashing."

You took a deep breath and regarded your friends with a weary smile. "Alright. I trust you guys. I'm right to do so, yeah?" The last part was teasing, but they both groaned and rolled their eyes at you through their smiles. You had been over this a few times this evening.

"I'll show you trust," Lily warned before tackling you into some sort of a crash-hug. Mary screeched with glee, joining into the slight tussle between the three of you that was essentially more of an embrace than a fight, just with the quips and attitudes of the latter. Lily had her arms wrapped around you, wrestling you around to “shake some sense into you”, while Mary did not pass up the opportunity to tickle you, drawing genuine laughter from you at last.

"Oi! Are you manhandling our date?"

Marlene's voice startled the three of you out of your play-fight, but only drew more giggling laughter out of you as you straightened up.

The blonde had a wide grin on her face as she took the scene in, standing with her hand still on the handle from where she had – surely dramatically – opened the door. She was wearing the most delectable pair of patterned multi-coloured jeans paired with a tight white baby-tee with a red graphic in the middle. There was a red carabiner in her belt loop and her neck and fingers were covered in her standard silvery jewellery. Her hair was pulled up by small fluttering clips that seemed to be Pandora's doing, that showed off her light pink streaks. She was absolutely beautiful. You were a goner.

Slightly behind her, Dorcas leaned against the doorframe, hand on her hip, already looking at you with an entertained, knowing smile. The green short skirt that hugged her hips perfectly complemented the black, lacy top she was in, both of which stood in stark contrast to her astronomy-themed jewellery that was bright and eye-catching. The silver seemed to radiate off her skin, and Dorcas looked just that – radiant.

You were stunned for a second, your laugh morphing into an almost awestruck smile as your lips slightly parted. You already knew you were going out with arguably the most ethereal creatures to walk this campus, but to see it for yourself this up-close; gods, you were lucky.

This was likely the part where your anxiety would have reclaimed its hold in your chest. Mary and Lily had stepped off to the side slightly, giving you space as you and your dates had this odd first look of sorts – taking in that this is what your friend looks like when she is getting ready to go out with you. You and not some sleazy guy that would not deserve her even if he fought a hundred lifetimes to do so, not some awkward, stumbling person who did not know to appreciate what they had in their hands. You.

Yes, this was the part where your mind would be rewiring itself within the span of a mere few seconds and getting ready to scream in panic – but then your eyes met Marlene's. Drifted to Dorcas' and then Marlene's again. You found nothing short of pure admiration there. Your heartbeat slowed into secure affection.

"Holy Merlin," Marlene breathed out when she gave you her own once-over, letting go of the door in favour of taking a few steps further into the room. Closer to you. "You look..." She trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words.

Dorcas let out one of her more quiet laughs, directing your wide eyes from Marlene back over to her. You found she had been side-eyeing Marlene's response smugly before looking at you once more in marvel. "Gorgeous. You look absolutley gorgeous, babe."

"I didn't know it was possible for you to be more beautiful," Marlene said, lined eyes steadfast on you in a way that felt entirely too much. Tingles shot up and down your back and a nervous laugh spilled over your lips. “I’ve been falling over my feet at your beauty for ages, and now here you are, upstaging yourself again?”

"Me?" you said, resisting the urge to point to yourself. "You two are breathtaking. Stunning."

While you and Marlene stood in some sort of gaping, stupefied stare-off, Dorcas pushed off the doorframe and carried herself elegantly over to you, taking both of your hands in hers. Slowly, giving you time to back out should you want, she brought them up to her lips and gave the backs of your hands one gentle kiss each, eyes never leaving yours. "How about we chalk us up to being the three most beautiful witches in Hogsmeade," she said, looking between you and Marlene knowingly. "And get going before all the seats are taken?"

Marlene was looking at the place on your hands where Dorcas' lips had just grazed with a dumb smile before meeting her two loves' eyes happily. "I reckon that sounds like a good plan. Yeah, gorgeous?" The last part was directed at you, and you giddily nodded.

"Sounds perfect, actually." Your cheeks hurt from smiling. "I just need to get my bag."

As you turned around, you saw Mary and Lily sitting on your bed – the closest one to the view of their three friends finally taking the leap – grinning knowingly. You had to fight off a yelp, but couldn't stop your body from jerking slightly in surprise from seeing them. Admittedly, you had forgotten they were there from the second Marlene's voice caught your attention.

"Hey, babes," you said cheekily, aware from Lily's arched brow that they understood how wholeheartedly distracted you had gotten. The second-hand happiness flowing across their faces, though, told you they did not mind one bit. You quickly grabbed your bag from beside your bed, and while you were there, you pressed a quick kiss to each of their cheeks in appreciation. Lily merely smiled warmly at you, as always, while you swore you saw Mary blush at the blatant gratitude. "Thank you for helping me get ready. I guess I'll see you back here tonight?"

"Bringing her home already after the first date?" Mary recovered quickly to quip with her eyes on Marlene, mirth swimming in them at her poor attempt at a joke.

Marlene stuck her tongue out at her before she volleyed, "We share this dorm, Maryam."

Mary's full name wasn't Maryam. It was just what Marlene insisted on calling her when she was goofing off, usually at Marlene's expense.

You let out a proper laugh at that, finally at ease and feeling all the love, both platonic and romantic, simmering beneath your skin. When you turned around to meet your two girls head on, Marlene instantly grabbed your purse from you and slung it over her shoulder before throwing her arm around yours. "Though, I would never pass up the opportunity to take you home, dolly," she whispered in your ear then as she steered you towards Dorcas.

Your breath caught in your throat for a moment, but you swallowed it happily, giving Marlene's side a slight shove before grinning up at her. You swore the blue that you met in her irises shone straight into your heart, and you found that you didn't mind it.

Dorcas was shaking her head affectionately by the time you turned to her in the doorway, no doubt having heard Marlene's comment. "Try not and scare her off before we can even start the date, yeah Marls?"

Feeling emboldened by their clear devotion to you, you held your hand out in offering to Dorcas. "It’s going to take a lot more than tempting promises to scare me away from something so perfect." You weren't sure how the words rolled so smoothly off your tongue, but you were spurred on by the flicker in Dorcas' eyes, followed by her biting lightly down on her bottom lip. She happily accepted your hand, intertwining your fingers and wasting no time in dragging her thumb over your knuckles.

"Perfect indeed, baby," Marlene said. She caught the edge of the door with her foot, turning over to half-shout to Mary and Lily, who were still sitting on your bed. "Don't wait up, you swots!"

She let the door shut behind her with a cackle before she could hear any protests about "hey we actually have a test tomorrow to study for". 

With the ease that at last settled in your bones and a beautiful girl on each arm, you knew in your heart that this date would be the one for you.

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