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which ao3 tag are you?

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an update nobody asked for: dinner was fucking fantastical even though they sat us an hour late and karaoke after was hysterical

on another note my birthday this past weekend was wonderful

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book clubing with my friends is actually insane

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on another note my birthday this past weekend was wonderful

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i’m speaking my truth:

sunrose is underrated

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fifty shades of black chapter 3: dhahab

 His fingers trail across the polished mahogany, skitting over scattered papers, a plastic binder, a forgotten pencil, before brushing the back of James’ hand. Wandering up his arm in a slow, deliberate path until they reach his chin, coaxing it upward. “You look at me when I’m talking to you.”

ft @thisliminalspacedaydreams <3

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pls clueless little pureblood reggie

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bottom james potter

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the fic is forget-me-not by rxgulus for anyone wondering!

classic

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classic

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officially spring my ass

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Cutest radio presenter

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there is just no reason for james potter to be wearing glasses. what does he need good vision for??? to look at regulus’s balls?? please

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if you saw me post that twice shhhhhhh

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one direction

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chapter 30: poison

Had they hesitated before coming up? Had Barty’s hand wavered, suspended in the air, before knocking and opting to use the buzzer instead? Had he briefly considered their secret greeting before deciding to not do so? Two swift knocks followed by a slow one to prove it’s him and nobody else? “It’s me, Reg. Can I come in? Guest room is creeping me out…” Had Evan noticed and instead decided to announce their arrival? His spiraling is cut short by the door creaking and swinging open, revealing two figures at the entrance haloed by the dim, amber glow of the hallway’s flickering lightbulb. Regulus’ breath hitches. The clock keeps ticking.