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F - full speed ahead by jorge rivera-herrans (epic the musical)

L - little soldiers by the crane wives

O - off-chance by chloe ament

P - pompei by bastille

P - puppeteer by jorge rivera-herrans (epic the musical)

Y - you will be ok by sam haft (helluva boss)

C - curses by the crane wives

A - alice of human sacrifice by rafscrap and co (at least the version i listen to, im not sure who originally wrote it)

T - the water is fine by chloe ament

npt: @moonyswarmsweaters @shootingthe-stars @outromoony + anyone else!

Woahh hey! Thanks for the tag @vellichorvibes !!

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your username and tag five people

P; Pretty Little Addict - Haiden Henderson

U; Unsweetened Lemonade - Amélie Farren

E; Everywhere I Go - Hollywood Undead

R; Renegades - X Ambassadors

M; Mascara - Sub Urban

I; I'm Not The One - 3OH!3

L; Love Falls - HellYeah

E; E-Girls Are Ruining My Life - Corpse

S; Skin of a Saint - Connor Kauffman

Idk what to do with the numbers so just have some more songs I also like!

Bog Bodies - Rabbitology

Misery - WesGhost

Addicted - fourwalls

Body - Jordan Suaste

After(h)ours - Voila

Heartbreak Hotline - Voila

Too Close for Comfort - Parker The Bandit

Black and White - Mondays problem

(Honestly anything by Voila or Rabbitology is good)

Taggies, just whatever usernames are familiar enough as I don't have any friends lol:

@packleaderbriggan @homeless-sea-lion @newtscamandersbf @alaskan-wallflower

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a hardware store of diamonds and partial clouds

npt: @moonyswarmsweaters @shootingthe-stars @outromoony + anyone else

Bank of Sapphire Cold?

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ty for the tag @lumoswolfstar!

apocalypse, omegaverse, panic attacks

... interesting

no pressure tags: @starwolf-and-marauders @moonyswarmsweaters @shootingthe-stars @outromoony and any other moots!

You have just been magically transported into a random ao3 fic!

Spin the wheel of ao3 tags three times to find out what your fic is about. Put in the tags what your fic tags are!

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James *concerned*: You look depressed.

Remus: Thanks it’s the depression.

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healer - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 428

“Okay, Mister Black,” Professor Slughorn said, with a little sigh sitting down at his desk and looking at Regulus over his fingertips. “Welcome to your career counselling session. Tell me. What do you hope to do when you exit school?”

“I’m going to work at the Ministry,” Regulus said flatly, because it was the answer his parents had drilled into him since birth. “Work my way up, you know. All due respect, sir, I don’t need much counselling. I know what courses to take.”

Slughorn, however, pursed his lips and stared at Regulus for a long, long while before speaking. “Any other careers you’re considering?”

“No,” he answered, a bit annoyed. Why would Slughorn ask that? “It’s not as if I’m incapable of achieving that goal, don’t you think?” He was on track to get at least Exceeds Expectations in every OWL.

“Oh no, you misunderstand,” Slughorn said, looking a bit taken aback. “It’s just…I wonder if, perhaps, you have other desires?”

Regulus bristled. It didn’t matter if he had other desires. He had to do what his parents wanted. “Why?” he asked, trying not to give the Professor a rude look.

“Well, I received a letter here,” the older man said slowly, pulling out a piece of parchment and donning a pair of reading glasses. “From one ‘JFP.’ It says that you may not express this, but it’s your secret ambition to be a Healer, and I should tell you about which courses to take, just in case you change your mind and choose to follow that path.” The professor looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Is this true?”

Regulus’s stomach sank and his heart kicked into triple-time. Did James actually have the audacity to do such a thing? “I…it doesn’t matter,” he mumbled, looking at his feet. “My parents…”

“Well,” Slughorn blinked slowly before leaning forward to take a leaflet off his desk. “You should know. You have an aptitude for Potions far greater than that I’ve seen in most students your age. You are quite talented. And that talent…well, it would be wonderful in many fields. Healing included. Here’s some information, should you choose to go a…different path. Later on.”

When Regulus walked out of the office, he was seething. Furious that James had meddled in such a way. But he kept the parchment, folding it carefully in is bag, hands only shaking a little.

And, five years later, James Potter was the man he ran to, joyous tears streaming down his face, when he graduated his Healing program, earning the license he’d always wanted.

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fearless - june 25 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 319

He wished he could say it was spur-of-the-moment. That he hadn’t contemplated it for days.

But he wasn’t that fearless.

No, he’d been lamenting about it, staying up at night gnawing at his cuticles thinking it over and over about it as sleep evaded him.

Even the day of, as he watched from the Pitch, he wasn’t sure.

Oh, what he’d give to not care. To be able to just feel, like James did. But he couldn’t. He overthought every decision he made.

Maybe that’s why James and his team were in the Quidditch final, while Slytherin had come in third.

Still, as he stood on the sidelines, screaming his heart out for the team he’d sworn only a year ago he hated with his entire being, he couldn’t feel jealous. He just watched in awe as the boy he’d somehow, against all odds, fallen in love with, bellowed with delight when the whistle blew, signalling his team’s win.

And Regulus yelled with him, thrilled beyond belief.

But it wasn’t until James touched down and immediately ran to him, a giant smile on his stunning face, that Regulus had his answer.

He might not be fearless, but he could face his fears to love James like he deserved.

So when James reached him, pulling him into a spinning, laughing hug, Regulus kissed him, claiming his lips in front of thousands of people, heart beating furiously as he felt James beam into his mouth.

“Congratulations,” he murmured softly when James finally pulled back, looking both overwhelmingly thrilled and completely shocked. “I’m so proud of you, James.”

But James didn’t thank him. Instead, he blurted, “I love you,” like it was the only proper response.

“You–” Regulus gaped, not even aware of the crowd anymore.

“I love you,” James repeated, more sure this time. “So much.”

This time, Regulus’s kiss was spur-of-the moment. But just as full of adoration as before.

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luna lovegood who spends years on a spell/potion to get barty’s soul back in his body because she can’t bear to lose another family member before she properly gets to know them

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Lily instinctively tilts her head down when she smiles or laughs, but Pandora tilts it back up, and ahhhhhhh, it just makes Lily feel even more shy I can't even blame her because imagine Pandora holding her face instead of letting go she's like "no let me see how lovely you look even if you can't see it. I'll tell you"

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Lovely

jegulus - based on an anon's request for actor!reg - word count: 372

“There! Right there!” Harry yelled from James’s arms, pointing viciously to a man who sat quietly at a table, reading a book. “That’s him, Da!”

The man looked up, and James’s stomach dropped. Fuck, Harry was right. Prepared to bolt out of the small cafe with what was left of his dignity, James swallowed the lump in his throat and took a step backward, but the man gave Harry a little grin and a wave, indicating that they could come forward.

Oh shit, how was James supposed to walk normally?

Stumbling, he went to the table and put Harry down on the floor, still trying to wrap his brain around what he was seeing.

“You’re Regulus Black!” Harry said loudly to the man, beaming.

“I am,” Regulus replied seriously, a small smile on his face. “Are you my biggest fan?”

And oh. James’s heart melted to the floor. Not only was Regulus Black an amazing actor, and attractive besides, but he was good with kids? 

Harry, of course, promptly popped the giddy bubble growing in James’s chest by saying, “No, that’s my Da! He’s seen all your movies and thinks you’re hot!”

James gasped, completely flustered, and tried to remember how to form words. “Harry! No, I–” he turned to Regulus. “I’ve seen–I, yes.. And of course, I mean–you’re very–” he choked on his own spit, trying to come up with an appropriate-yet-true word to describe Regulus, “very lovely, so–so…fuck. But I’m not–I don’t–” God, he wanted to melt into the floor.

Regulus though, just smirked as James dug himself into a deeper and deeper hole. A ding from Regulus phone caused him to look to the screen (giving James ample time to smack himself in the head) before scrawling something onto a piece of paper and kneeling down to Harry’s level.

“Harry, right?” he asked, causing the four-year-old to nod importantly. “When your Da calms down, can you give him this? It’s my number. Tell him I think he’s hot, too, and maybe we can talk sometime after he remembers how to speak properly.”

Harry laughed as James gaped like a fish. “Okay, Mister Regulus!”

And with that, Regulus shook Harry’s hand, sent a wink to James, and left the cafe.

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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Pandalily you’ll always be famous to me

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gay - @rosekillermicrofic - background dorlene - slightly NSFW - word count: 385

“Okay…” Pandora thought for a moment, tapping her chin, before she lit up. “Gayest thing you’ve ever done. Go!”

Regulus rolled his eyes. “I am gay,” he scoffed.

“Still,” Pandora insisted, crossing her arms and sinking farther into the couch he was inhabiting, by far the most comfortable one in the small flat Barty, Evan, and Regulus shared. “Most of us are. The point is to make fun of ourselves.”

“Fine,” Regulus sighed. “I painted my nails while watching Drag Race once. That’s…pretty gay,” he shrugged. “Cas?”

“I made a boob-shaped mug in pottery class in year 11,” Dorcas replied, grinning. “The teacher was not amused.”

“I once convinced myself that it was normal to want to snog the life out of the girl I hated, because I hated her that much,” Marlene offered, laughing.

“‘Course, she did. And now she’s dating her,” Dorcas piped up proudly, pulling Marlene in for a kiss.

All eyes turned to Barty and Evan, the only self-proclaimed straight ones in the group. Barty spoke first. “Evan,” he said simply, his voice casual as could be.

“Wait–what?” Dorcas asked, voice incredulous. 

“I did Evan. It was pretty gay,” Barty clarified, shrugging. Evan just nodded in agreement, face blank.

Regulus gaped, along with everyone else. “You two have…?” 

“Yeah. What, like…twenty times, now?” Barty said, turning to Evan, who nodded again, biting at his cuticle. “It’s bloody brilliant, really. Much better than any girl I’ve been with, don’t you agree, Rosie?”

“Hmm.”

“Think we’ll just be fucking each other from now on,” Barty said bluntly, nodding to himself like this wasn’t earth-shattering information for the whole group.

Regulus let out a puff of air. “So you’re like, da–?”

But Dorcas cut him off with a ‘shhhhht!’ and a fierce look, clearly telling him to shut up. They’d all been waiting for Barty and Evan to figure their shit out for years, and it seemed that she thought asking if they were dating was pushing them too far at one time. And none of them wanted the two to backslide into one of their many fights. “Nevermind,” he grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Yeah. That’s very gay. Especially for two, erm, straight people. You win.”

Hooting and cheering, Barty and Evan smugly gave each other high-fives while everyone else chuckled to themselves. Idiots.

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gay - @rosekillermicrofic - background dorlene - slightly NSFW - word count: 385

“Okay…” Pandora thought for a moment, tapping her chin, before she lit up. “Gayest thing you’ve ever done. Go!”

Regulus rolled his eyes. “I am gay,” he scoffed.

“Still,” Pandora insisted, crossing her arms and sinking farther into the couch he was inhabiting, by far the most comfortable one in the small flat Barty, Evan, and Regulus shared. “Most of us are. The point is to make fun of ourselves.”

“Fine,” Regulus sighed. “I painted my nails while watching Drag Race once. That’s…pretty gay,” he shrugged. “Cas?”

“I made a boob-shaped mug in pottery class in year 11,” Dorcas replied, grinning. “The teacher was not amused.”

“I once convinced myself that it was normal to want to snog the life out of the girl I hated, because I hated her that much,” Marlene offered, laughing.

“‘Course, she did. And now she’s dating her,” Dorcas piped up proudly, pulling Marlene in for a kiss.

All eyes turned to Barty and Evan, the only self-proclaimed straight ones in the group. Barty spoke first. “Evan,” he said simply, his voice casual as could be.

“Wait–what?” Dorcas asked, voice incredulous. 

“I did Evan. It was pretty gay,” Barty clarified, shrugging. Evan just nodded in agreement, face blank.

Regulus gaped, along with everyone else. “You two have…?” 

“Yeah. What, like…twenty times, now?” Barty said, turning to Evan, who nodded again, biting at his cuticle. “It’s bloody brilliant, really. Much better than any girl I’ve been with, don’t you agree, Rosie?”

“Hmm.”

“Think we’ll just be fucking each other from now on,” Barty said bluntly, nodding to himself like this wasn’t earth-shattering information for the whole group.

Regulus let out a puff of air. “So you’re like, da–?”

But Dorcas cut him off with a ‘shhhhht!’ and a fierce look, clearly telling him to shut up. They’d all been waiting for Barty and Evan to figure their shit out for years, and it seemed that she thought asking if they were dating was pushing them too far at one time. And none of them wanted the two to backslide into one of their many fights. “Nevermind,” he grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Yeah. That’s very gay. Especially for two, erm, straight people. You win.”

Hooting and cheering, Barty and Evan smugly gave each other high-fives while everyone else chuckled to themselves. Idiots.

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WHY IS GOBBER BRITISH

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good luck babe by chapel roan and stay right here by chloe ament (they just alternate)

np tags @moonyswarmsweaters @outromoony @arcadianstar27 @siriuslysirius101 + any other moots

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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Waiter: So, what would you like to order?

Marlene: Can I get a milkshake with two straws, please?

Dorcas: Aw, that's so—

Marlene: Watch how fucking fast I can drink this.