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Wolfstar fame au🎤

Imagine seeing your first (and only) love on stage after years of being appart, and he happens to be singing about you and how he wishes things would have been different🥲

I am never normal about them and I love this AU and I love them pls send help

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First love💋

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Teddy and Papa

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THE JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER.

( he is Abhay Verma , an indian actor. )

idea from @/renn.edts on tiktok !!

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james potter spin around!!

just drawing how I see him and his features :)

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headcannon that harry calls Regulus "papa" when he's little and then turns to calling him "pa" when he's older. One day though he comes in and starts calling Regulus "pops" and as soon as he does Regulus instantly regrets everything that has ever led to this moment because it makes him feel fucking ancient. He's only 38, so why the fuck is his 17 year old son calling him pops? He hates it with every fibre of his being

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Now that Hogwarts Legacy has mods...someone needs to make a preset for the marauders. If I can have some NPCs looking like Hogwarts in the 70s, I will never get off this game. I will finally be as delusional as I can be.

Chop chop 😭

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Xolo Maridueña as James F. Potter

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green - January 21 - black brothers - jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 407

(they're playing Twister, guys)

“Left hand, red,” Sirius called out to the group, grinning as he held the spinner to face only himself.

A few people groaned, and both Dorcas and Pandora fell dramatically on the plastic spotted mat, crying out in defeat.

“This is torture,” Regulus grumbled under his breath, planting his left hand on a red spot. ��Completely inhumane.”

“Why d’you think he’s enjoying it?” James Potter grunted from a few feet away, also straining to touch a red dot.

“Right foot, blue!” Sirius yelled cheerfully, chuckling as Barty crashed to the ground, taking Peter with him.

“I hate him, I hate him, I hate him,” Regulus whispered, picking his foot up and moving it over, a beat of sweat forming on his hairline.

“He’s your brother,” James hissed, wobbling but still standing.

“He’s your best friend!”

Regulus tried to focus on arguing with James instead of how close they were together. Because if he focused on that, well….

Suddenly, Evan fell, and they were the only two left.

“Erm….right hand, green!” Sirius called, voice a bit calculating.

And as Regulus moved, he realized that this particular call was causing his face to get very close to James’s. “Is he even spinning the damn spinner to tell us where to go?” he asked, breath causing a tendril of James’s curls to move from his face.

“I don’t know, I can’t see anything…” James answered, face screwed up in concentration.

“Er…right elbow, green?” Sirius’s voice was definitely unsure, now, and Regulus wobbled with anger.

“Sirius, you’re doing this on-”

“That’s not even a move! Oh, shi-”

They both came tumbling down faces far too close together, and before Regulus knew it, he was on top of James’s chest, lips inches from the other boy’s.

“...doing this on purpose,” he breathed, eyes locked on James’s, which were almost completely black, the hazel irises completely blown out. The very air around them had stilled, warmth flooding through his body, every inch of his skin that touched James’s body zinging with electricity.

“Oh, darn,” A voice said from above them, and Regulus looked up to see Sirius towering over them both, smirking, arms crossed. “Seems like you two are almost glad you ended up like that. But that would mean you both fancy each other? Who would have guessed? Certainly not everyone in the damn school.”

And he walked away, chuckling, leaving James and Regulus to turn to each other, both blushing scarlet.

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Jily, in another life.

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CONTRADICTIONS

It's been 5 years since Regulus's death.

5 years of torment.

5 years of grief.

5 years of unbridled loneliness.

5 years of no longer knowing where his heart laid.

It was different. Losing half of you. A half you felt as if it barely knew you but a half nevertheless.

Regulus was quiet. But loving in his own silent ways. Each night when he believed his brother to be asleep, he'd move Sirius' long hair from his closed eyes and recite his favorite lines of poetry as if he somehow believed Sirius was still awake. As if, he believed Sirius needed it to sleep. As if he believed, that was the only way he could show his love.

He'd sit there. Loving and silent. Like all things should be.

He'd never say those 3 words, but Sirius could feel them. Like how you had the ability of reading the minds of those you felt you raised. Like how you could predict the next steps in a dance from years of repetition. Your body soaks it in. And Regulus's body and mind was haywired to think that is the only way to give his love.

Sirius has regrets. This though, was at the top of his list.

He knows Regulus.

But now he can longer know him. As there's nothing else to know. Nothing new to learn.

Sirius knew Regulus.

Regulus has been dead for 5 years.

So who is this that has shown up at his door, wearing his brother's face?

"Regulus?"

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CONTRADICTIONS

It's been 5 years since Regulus's death.

5 years of torment.

5 years of grief.

5 years of unbridled loneliness.

5 years of no longer knowing where his heart laid.

It was different. Losing half of you. A half you felt as if it barely knew you but a half nevertheless.

Regulus was quiet. But loving in his own silent ways. Each night when he believed his brother to be asleep, he'd move Sirius' long hair from his closed eyes and recite his favorite lines of poetry as if he somehow believed Sirius was still awake. As if, he believed Sirius needed it to sleep. As if he believed, that was the only way he could show his love.

He'd sit there. Loving and silent. Like all things should be.

He'd never say those 3 words, but Sirius could feel them. Like how you had the ability of reading the minds of those you felt you raised. Like how you could predict the next steps in a dance from years of repetition. Your body soaks it in. And Regulus's body and mind was haywired to think that is the only way to give his love.

Sirius has regrets. This though, was at the top of his list.

He knows Regulus.

But now he can longer know him. As there's nothing else to know. Nothing new to learn.

Sirius knew Regulus.

Regulus has been dead for 5 years.

So who is this that has shown up at his door, wearing his brother's face?

"Regulus?"

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— Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine.

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ghost..soap..?

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Crimson Rivers cover and internal art for the first 25 chapters! ❤️ the full back and front cover is on my Twitter.

Wanted to clarify just in case! This is not made to be sold. This was purely a personal project for fun! Fic belongs to bizarrestars.

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JUST FOUND THIS HEADCANNON !

regulus: “you have your-”

harry: “my mother’s eyes, i know”

regulus: “your father’s grin.”

SOBBING