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ally - @rosekillermicrofic - NSFW - word count: 152

“Hey Reg? You know the book Pandora got you when you first came out? About…gay shit?” Barty asked in a would-be casual voice, fidgeting with his hands.

“Gay sh–you mean Backdoor Basics?” Regulus replied, only flushing minimally, given the situation. 

“Yes,” Barty said firmly, shifting from foot to foot. “That one. Can I…er…borrow it?”

Regulus stared. “You know it’s not smut, right? It’s like…a how-to thing…”

“Yeah, I know,” the other man nodded. “I just…want to learn.”

“Learn what? How to–” Regulus started asking incredulously.

“I’m just a really good ally, alright? I want to know what it is you…you go through!” Barty whined, wincing.

But then Regulus remembered how Barty and Evan had been looking at each other lately. The long, drawn-out stares. The lingering touches….

“It’s on the bookshelf by my bed,” he sighed, stifling a smirk. “Just…keep it, alright?”

Looking both embarrassed and grateful, Barty nodded and stalked away.

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rainbow - @rosekillermicrofic - slightly NSFW - word count: 221

“Finished!” Luna chirped giddily, pulling back from Evan’s face, glittery makeup brush still in hand. “You look so pretty, Uncle Ev!”

Eyeing the five-year-old with obvious fear, Evan looked up to his sister. “Pan, tell me you have a mirror close by,” he hissed. He was a bit stuck in place, surrounded by the many board games and activities Luna had roped him into playing over the past few hours.

“Just the one in the bathroom!” she beamed. “But don’t worry, you look lovely.”

But at that moment, Barty walked in, having returned from picking up food for the evening. Immediately, he let out a barking laugh, taking in Evan’s new look. “Rosie, you look like a rainbow threw up on you,” he said, placing the take-out bags on a nearby table. Luna immediately ran to give him a hug, then proceeded to grab the food and escape to the next room, but Barty paid him no mind. He was too amused by Evan’s glittery, makeup-covered face. “A bit gay, no?” he asked, lips curling into a smirk.

“That’s rich, coming from someone who, just like night, had his mouth full of my co–,” Evan began to retort, but Pandora cut him off.

“Shh! Children are around!” she reminded him, face disgusted.

“She’s obviously an ally,” Evan retorted, but kept quiet.

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found - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 274

“Oi,” James greeted his friends, sliding into the bench next to Remus and helping himself to some eggs, “have any of you seen my jacket?”

“Wha’one?” Sirius replied around a mouthful of toast, spraying Peter a bit. 

“The one with my name on the back, dumbarse,” James shot back, handing Peter a napkin and giving him an apologetic look on Sirius’s behalf. “The only one I ever wear.”

“Oh, that one!” James lit up at Sirius’s recognition, but then– “No, haven’t seen it.”

Grumbling, he threw a roll at his friend across the table. “Fuck, Mum’s gonna kill me. She spent ten galleons on it for my birthday,” he grumbled.

But Remus elbowed him in the side, smirking. “I think I found it,” he murmured.

Following his friend’s line of sight, James looked across the Hall only to see a small group of Slytherins entering. Instantly, James’s breath caught in his throat.

“Why is my brother wearing your jacket, Prongs?” Sirius demanded, mouth agape, turning to James in utter disgust.

But James was too busy staring in dreamy awe, his head in a cloud. “Dunno,” he answered, beaming, “but he can have it for as long as he likes.” He took a swig of pumpkin juice, trying to regain his head.

But at that moment, Regulus looked up, meeting his eyes with a challenging little smirk, causing James to choke pathetically on his drink.

And Regulus, of course, just chuckled and turned away, giving James a look at his own name scrawled upon his back. 

It took him about an hour to recover after that, but being late to class was definitely worth it.

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hate what people did to the dead dove tag

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Reblog to give prev the power to write their fanfiction

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characters apologizing for things they have no control over. mumbling sorry while losing consciousness. feeling ashamed of a bleeding wound. embarrassed when an infection sets in. deep seated feverish guilt when they need to be carried, when their legs won't keep them upright anymore and they lean heavy on a friend, slurring apologies..........

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hi, sorry, I just wanted to ask, and this is prolly going to sound super dumb, are authors chill with people commenting on their old fanfics and stuff?

just want to make sure that I'm not inadvertently being annoying

I believe I speak for most authors when I say they’ll never be annoyed by any positive comments from their readers

authors, reblog if you love receiving new comments on your old works

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a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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don't judge a fic by its stats

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Reading my own fanfiction is basically just a rollercoaster of emotional whiplash.

20% of the time: “Hold on. I wrote this? This is fire. This is emotionally devastating in the best way. This scene is dripping with tension. I’m a literary perfectionist. Someone give me a book deal.”

80% of the time: “Straight to jail. Immediate prison. Why is everyone’s breath hitching?. I used the word ‘gaze’ three times in one paragraph like I was possessed. Did I think 'his eyes darkened' was profound? Why is everyone clenching their jaws? Why is someone whispering 'their name like a prayer' again?? No one talks like this. What is this dialogue. Why are there so many weird metaphors and em-dashes…”

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potions - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 380

“Never have I ever…” Sirius trailed off, screwing his face up in concentration and mouthing at the lip of his bottle for a moment before lighting up with an idea. Shooting James an evil grin, he said, “Never have I ever played dumb to get someone’s attention!”

Feeling the heat form on his face, James avoided one particular person’s eyes and instead looked around the room to see who drank. Thankfully, it seemed he wasn’t the only one who became a little senseless around his crush, as both Marlene and Dorcas drank, grinning at each other, while Peter unabashedly took a swig from his own drink. When he thought it was safe, James drank, only to be called out immediately.

“Potter! When did you play dumb?” Regulus demanded, making James’s stomach sink.

Sirius, who looked thoroughly entertained, beamed. “Yeah, Potter. When did you play dumb?”

“Erm.” Was it hot in here? “Well. You know when we first started talking, and I asked for help in Potions?” he mumbled to Regulus, trying to move his lips as little as possible so as to not allow anyone else to hear.

“Yes,” the Slytherin murmured, eyes narrowed.

“I…didn’t need help. I already knew how to brew that potion. I just wanted to see you,” he confessed, bracing himself for Regulus’s ire.

But before Regulus, who was now pink-faced and looked rather flustered, could say a word, Barty Crouch burst out laughing. “Don’t worry, Potter. Reg took his time teaching you so he’d get to see you more often, too!”

Instantly, Regulus turned on his best friend. “As if you don’t act like a complete idiot around Evan sometimes,” he snarled. “Oh, Rosie,” he mimicked. “I seem to have forgotten how to take off my clothes. Can you help?”

The whole group burst out laughing, and Barty shut up and drank.

“And you, Sirius. Interesting question, seeing as you always seem to accidentally trip and fall right into Remus’s arms,” Regulus continued, turning to his brother, who began to sputter defensively. “And you–”

But even as Regulus picked each person apart bit-by-bit, resulting in laughter, kissing, and utter chaos, James just looked on fondly. Because it seemed by the Slytherin’s slight smile, he was happy that James had wanted him, even from the beginning.

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Fanfiction writers only want one* thing and it’s disgusting

*Comments where you explain in excruciating detail how each line made you feel

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hi !! do any of your wips have the word 'red' in them :)

hi hi!

Toushiro turned bright red, immediately dodging Ichigo’s look. “How stupid is that?” 

It's from a silly little Bleach AU I started uhhh two years ago?? maybe three?? is it ever getting finished? who knows not me.

tysm for the ask <3

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Fanfic Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

Send me a word, any word, and if it’s in my WIP document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence or line it appears in.

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i love putting the character in situations that leave them in low places, strip them to their cores, and make them re-examine everything. very enriching for me and them