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You all need to hear this:

1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and

2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.

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you Applied to 200 jobs and are still unemployed . hope u dont mind we Leak ur data. and no, we will Not be calling back

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arrange - june 24 - jegulus - black brothers - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 404 - got this idea from a tiktok

“Hi, I’m Sirius Black and I’m the Best Man.”

Sirius’s voice cut through the chattering crowd, drawing the attention of everyone in the huge room. James, who was staring, completely enamored, at his new husband, had to rip his gaze away to look over at his friend.

“I promise I have written a speech,” Sirius said, beaming at the crowd. “I even wrote it before the day of–take that, McKinnon!” A few people laughed. “But before I get to that, I have something special arranged.”

James looked to his left, exchanging a nervous glance with Regulus. “Do you have any idea—?” he muttered.

“Not a clue,” Regulus replied, looking terrified. “But if he does something stupid, remember that he’s your best man, not mine.”

James gulped, turning back to where Sirius stood, a terrifying smile on his face.

“James met Reggie when he was seventeen and was immediately obsessed. I’m sure you all remember,” he chuckled, allowing the crowd to grumble good-naturedly while James grinned and blushed. “But if you don’t, or you were lucky enough to not be there, I have quite a treat for you! I have proof! If you’ll all direct your attention to the screen to my left…Moony, you can roll the tape!”

Immediately, James’s stomach sank, because he knew what was coming. “Reg, wanna go have a quickie in the bathroom?” he whispered to his new husband, face getting warmer and warmer.

Regulus’s eyes, though, were glued to the screen, and he just waved his hand dismissively at James. “Later,” he muttered.

“Play this at my wedding! No–no I swear! Play this at my wedding!” On-screen James began shouting, his voice pounding through the speakers of the room. The screen showed James, Remus, and Peter all laying on James’s bed, Sirius clearly behind the camera.

“Why’s that, Prongs?” Sirius-from-behind-the-camera asked, his voice full of mirth.

“Because!” On-screen James grinned idiotically. “It’s–I’m seventeen, and it’s September first and I swear to all of you, I’m marrying Regulus Black someday. I swear!”

Present day James groaned, burying his head in his hands as the crowd awwed.

“I’m marrying Regulus Arcturus Black! You’ll play this at our wedding and I’ll be like, ha! Told you!”

“And that, folks, was James Potter, mere hours after he met Regulus Black,” Sirius said into the microphone, grinning.”And it all went downhill from here, as you can see.”

The crowd, and Regulus, burst into applause.

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when people my age make films about how depressing and lame it is to be doing nothing in your mid 20s im like well you just directed a movie so you cant possibly understand

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Maybe this therapy shit is working

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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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Lets go All Over The Fucking Place with mama

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anyway you should always remember that all those foreigners you see dying on the news are just as real people as you are who have just as much interiority as you do. there is nothing about you that makes you more important and it is by pure chance that you are not in their position. in fact, this holds for all of history. every person, no matter the horror of the fate that befell them, had just as much interiority as you do. i feel like some people haven't fully internalized this.

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what are we even saying anymore

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i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom

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what am i thinking about? oh nothing, just french sirius black saying “body so tea the british are coming” to remus lupin in bed.

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honestly the discourse on this site is so bad that I have a new hot take: if you use tumblr at all fuck you

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i hate to admit this but i think if i were in a bad mood and spongebob were around i wouldnt be able to navigate that situation with the patience or grace it demands. and i worry he would blame himself

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muggle au where they all raise baby harry together and it's chaotic af.

they just got out of college. it all starts with a drunk one night stand. lily has to postpone grad school, james hates the degree he chose. sirius wants his own tattoo studio and is obliviously in love with remus, who's struggling with money and juggling three jobs. regulus shows up at sirius' door one night with nothing but a bag and a cry for help. peter is accidentally dating four people at once and has no idea how to fix it. dorcas is trying to open her own restaurant and marlene is pretending she's not a lesbian. mary's modeling career is sucking the life out of her.

they're confused and there are no established couples at first because everything is so messyyy (could be jily, jegulus, marylily, pandalily or even jeguily endgame u guys suit urselves).

they're all shitty young adults trying to pretend they're not hungover while bringing harry to a playdate in the park. big fights in the living room, stopped by the baby taking his first steps. monthly birthday cakes celebrated on the floor of an apartment that barely has furniture.

at least five of them showing up for harry's parent-teacher meeting at preschool. remus hyperventilating because harry cut his finger and it's covered in blood. sirius' hair becoming harry's favorite toy.

they're great with him. and they're so messed up with each other. they fuck things up so bad. and so many times. they're so lost.

please please please who's gonna write it

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muggle au where they all raise baby harry together and it's chaotic af.

they just got out of college. it all starts with a drunk one night stand. lily has to postpone grad school, james hates the degree he chose. sirius wants his own tattoo studio and is obliviously in love with remus, who's struggling with money and juggling three jobs. regulus shows up at sirius' door one night with nothing but a bag and a cry for help. peter is accidentally dating four people at once and has no idea how to fix it. dorcas is trying to open her own restaurant and marlene is pretending she's not a lesbian. mary's modeling career is sucking the life out of her.

they're confused and there are no established couples at first because everything is so messyyy (could be jily, jegulus, marylily, pandalily or even jeguily endgame u guys suit urselves).

they're all shitty young adults trying to pretend they're not hungover while bringing harry to a playdate in the park. big fights in the living room, stopped by the baby taking his first steps. monthly birthday cakes celebrated on the floor of an apartment that barely has furniture.

at least five of them showing up for harry's parent-teacher meeting at preschool. remus hyperventilating because harry cut his finger and it's covered in blood. sirius' hair becoming harry's favorite toy.

they're great with him. and they're so messed up with each other. they fuck things up so bad. and so many times. they're so lost.

please please please who's gonna write it