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reblogging so I can look at this everyday because good god this is so ahfjhqwrofikjeahrfuvj

They’re at some fancy party spotting some SNACKS

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I shall be back to read

lost in the echo - Chapter Three

“I held out some hope that if I ever saw you again, the attraction would be gone. Yet, here you are. Still breathtaking. That kind of makes me hate you even more.” He winds his fingers through his hair, running them through his curls. He’s too close. “You’re not touching me like you hate me.”

Seven years ago, James had a whirlwind romance over the summer and was left with a broken heart. Now, his best friend is getting married, and the wedding planner is the man James has tried desperately to forget.

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James showing the new stray black cat he is obsessed with his favorite movie

(It’s regulus in animagus form)

((Everyone is aware of this except james and sirius))

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If we named the James x Lily ship like we did with wolfstar and starseeker/sunchaser then wouldn't it be called...

FlowerPot?

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reject canon, embrace delusion

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They’re at some fancy party spotting some SNACKS

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Oh.

"Please, Reg, tell me what I did, what's wrong with me, please-" James was nearly hysterical as he tried to figure out what the hell was wrong with him because Regulus could not have said those words.

We have to stop this.

Regulus' dark, sad eyes made him pause, mouth open with more pleads on the tip of his tongue.

Finally, Regulus spoke, and even though his voice was a mere whisper, his words punched the air out of James' lungs. "Why is it that you can see the beauty in everyone else, but you're blind to your own?"

Crouching down next to the distraught boy, he cupped his face in his hands, drawing in a shaky breath as James unconsciously leaned into his touch. "James," He breathed, the single syllable spilling almost reverently from his lips.

James had no reply, other than to close his eyes against the mournful, almost pitying gaze he was faced with.

"Please." His broken whisper seemed to break Regulus' resolve.

He sighed, shifting into a sitting position to pull him into his arms. "Oh, James."

His hand began running through the other boy's hair, gently untangling the curls and scratching his scalp with his blunt nails, and slowly, James began to relax, his sobs abating, his eyelids dragging shut, no matter how valiantly he tried to keep them open.

Regulus noticed, because of course he did. He always noticed things, his eyes sharp to everyone but James.

Only when he would look at James, would they soften to something other than the stone they seemed to be carved out of, grey and impenetrable.

"Get some sleep, James," Regulus said softly, rubbing his shoulder as he hummed under his breath.

"Don't leave-"

"I'll be here," Regulus promised.

James wakes up.

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Seems unfair that I don't have 18 hours a day to read and write fanfiction. Sleep? Work? What are these nonsense tasks?

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Queen Dorcas has arrived 😌💚

It feels like someone’s missing….