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Reblogging this because it’s my favourite peice of art and it has not been appreciated enough

James potter was always the sun, but the truth is he never was. His dream? To fly towards it, and never look back. So when he had the chance, he ignored the warnings, he ignored everyone’s advice, and soared. And the sun the was beautiful, but as he flew closer, its beauty blinded him. He didn’t notice his back felt lighter, or his body was falling away. Only until I was too late did he realise that the sun was right Infront of him. All he had to do, was make them smile.

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James: Could you close the door for me please?

Barty: *opens the door wider*

James: Bitch-

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Hands. They were everywhere. All over him, the one thing regulus hated was touch and the only thing he can feel is hands. Everywhere. Regulus struggled and screamed. Not like anyone heard him. His skin was scratched and bleeding, he couldn’t breathe. His future, his friends, they were slipping away every breath he tried to take. Regulus was drowning, there was no fought about that. But was it worth it? He watched Kreacher grab the locket before going under, but how long would it be before Voldemort was gone? Could Kreacher destroy the locket by himself or was his death really going to all be for nothing? Through his final breaths he knew that despite everything he was sure he was able to get them to survive. Evan was dead, so was Dorcas and Marlene. Regulus wasn’t letting anyone else die and he knew that this locket was going to make sure everyone else survived, James, Sirius, Remus, Barty, pandora, Mary and Lily. They were all going to survive, atleast he hoped they would. Regulus spent his whole life trying to breathe, but he never could. At least be knows what it’s life to not breathe. Regulus was dead, but no one else was dying because of his mistakes.

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any time I’m distressed I just imagine men grinding on each other and I’m not saying it’s replaced therapy but.

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Sirius: How’s Regulus’ head?

James: Best I’ve ever had

Sirius:

James: Oh you meant his injury

James: He’s fine

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Peter cant sleep sometimes. Not like, he's restless but sometimes the fears of the world plague him and he falls asleep over and over but nightmares keep him up.

Not the nightmares where you wake up screaming either, the silent ones where you cant even remember what you dreamed of but youre drenched in sweat and sometimes crying. He gets those for weeks.

It makes him irritable and jumpy, he plays with his hands, rubbing his fingers raw like a nervous tick. His eyes get wider, even more beady as he double checks everything. Paranoid to the highest degree.

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Imagine James potter being like the master at making stuff with clay.

not even the real clay that needs to be burnt alive at a million degrees but just air dry clay because he couldn’t be bothered learning a spell for the real clay.

He would constantly make his friends tiny little trinkets, he made remus a little wolf and Sirius a trinket board for all his rings

Peter even got a tiny pot holder

And James loved making these thing, there dorms and the girls were filled with tiny clay decorations.

But as the years went by the clay went from boring chunks of white to painted and shiny.

James would always say “oh it’s jsut a spell to give it more decoration”

But it’s fairly obvious that James found someone with a painting ability to make his trinkets pretty

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i hate when people replace peter with regulus and then label it as "the marauders" like no thats remus james sirius and regulus, NOT the marauders.

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Marauder era character as things my friends have said part 46

James: Sirius, tell your boyfriend to become a femboy

Sirius: I am NOT telling my boyfriend to become a femboy

James: I jsut think it would be beneficial for all of us

Peter: agreed

Sirius: no it will not

James: even Peter agrees, you gotta admit is he was a femboy the world would be much better

Peter: world peace

Sirius: I asked, he is refusing to become a femboy. Should I jsut break up with him at this point?

James: Yes, honestly who would date someone that wouldn’t be a femboy

Peter: literally tho

James: Sirius you should be a femboy

Peter: he already is

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“So…” James said casually, regulus couldn’t believe him. Was he really trying to start a conversation again?

“What” regulus spat, they sat across from eachother. Regulus eyes were red and his face puffy, James had watched him sob on the floor moment prior and did nothing.

There argument was unlike any they had had before. Regulus wouldn’t even look at James he was so mad. But then again, James had seemed to be ten times madder.

“Regulus” James sighed, regulus still wouldn’t look at him. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you”

“Yeah no fucking shit” regulus scowled, trying to hide the new tears swelling up in his eyes.

“You said shit to regulus!” James pleaded, “I can’t all be at fault here!” Regulus could hear James sigh, regulus hated James right now but he knew that he had caused it.

Silence fell over them again, regulus trying to force out an apology for James because he deserved one but some part of him was telling him not to. Some selfish cruel and horrible part of himself that wasn’t nothing to do with James ever again.

“I’m sorry I yelled” James said, breaking the silence. “I’m sorry, I- I want to fix this alright” regulus swore he could hear James voice crack,

“You were loud” regulus said, his voice barley audible

“I know I was”

“You’ve never been that loud before”

“I’ve never yelled at you before”

“I’ve heard you yell, on the quidditch pitch and like with your friends. You’re not that…”

“Scary?”

Regulus nodded slowly

“I know it’s scary” James said, “I know I’m scary”

“You’re not scary!” Regulus says, immedialty facing James. Regulus was expecting James to be calm and steady. Like he always is in these situations. But he was met with a face that had clearly been crying, even worse than regulus had. Surprisingly James voice was steady and he was still able to give regulus a weak smile.

“You’ve been crying” regulus said

“Yes I have”

“When? I didn’t… hear you”

“I didn’t want you to hear me”

“What do you mean?”

“It doesn’t matter regulus”

“I’m sorry James”

“Don’t apologies”

“No!” Regulus snaps, James face morphs to confused, was regulus really getting mad at James again?

“No you don’t need to apologise I do!” Regulus says,

“Regulus you don’t-“

“No please! James listen, I didn’t, I wasn’t listening to you I was just getting mad and I could see that you were trying your best to calm down to calm me down! But I just ruined it ok? I said soemthing that I shouldn’t have said and I shouldn’t have cried so much just because you got mad.”

Regulus finally forced the words out of his mouth. James just sat there, a little dumbfounded to say the least. Another silence fell over them, James staring a regulus, looking completely lost x

“I’ve never…” James started “never heard that before”

Now regulus was the one looking complete lost “heard what?” He said

“An apology…” James mumbled, regulus looked at him with something that can only be pity.

“You have to stand up for yourself”

“Whenever I do… people get scared of me”

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James, handing Regulus a hot cup of coffee: blow

Regulus: [shrugs and gets on his knees]

James: the COFFEE REGULUS. THE COFFEE.

Sirius, Remus, and Peter in the kitchen: 😧

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James potter wore braces.

I’ll see you all next week

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james to regulus

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Twirling my hair, giggling and kicking my feet over the thought of James softly kissing the back of Regulus' neck while he is railing him from behind

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when i was a young boy i had the philosophy of ‘balls are the boobs of the penis so its ok that i want to suck on them it doesn’t make me gay” and tbh i was cooking

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so the new pope is from chicago, illinois

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