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insane how in every adaptation richie & eddie try to leave together

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imagining regulus at 11 lying on his stomach kicking his legs doing arts and crafts and making a love letter for james

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If Mike and Bill lived together they would much probably adopt a dog, and this motherfucker would for sure easily manipulate these two naive middle aged men to feed him twice.

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“check out this bed, baby” THEYRE MARRIED. THEY ARE LITERALLY MARRIED.

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“check out this bed, baby” THEYRE MARRIED. THEY ARE LITERALLY MARRIED.

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posting my edit here bc i spent 4 hours on it and it only got 13 likes on tiktok. 📼 maybe the it fandom is still alive

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god.

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EVERYTHING makes me wanna reread mixtape 😭

the fall air makes me wanna reread mixtape 😔

(please someone else remember mixtape 🙏)

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tagged by @charlie-bradbury to list the first ten songs that come up on shuffle!

1. sakura - 175R

2. super trouper - cher and the cast of mamma mia 2

3. please come to our house/jason’s therapy - falsettos (revival cast)

4. blackout - in the heights (original broadway cast)

5. long story short - taylor swift

6. hold on - the jonas brothers

7. whatshername - green day

8. dear maria count me in - all time low

9. heartless - kanye west

10. prologue/the day I got expelled - the lightning thief musical

tagging @pruneratfaverolles @sccfan4ever @altospaceangel @queer-trashmouth @annabelle–cane 

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daily reminder day 281: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s terribly dancing to the music he’s playing as cleans the house. eddie is truly in his natural habitat right now.

daily reminder day 282: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he and richie are at the store buying a bunch of candy so they can get ready for trick or treaters.

daily reminder day 283: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s working in his shadow work journal that he finally caved and bought from the tik tok shop. he’s mad that it was actually worth the money.

daily reminder day 284: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s pissed off that it’s feeling like summer in the middle of fall for some reason. it’s spooky season so he wants the weather to feel like it goddamnit.

daily reminder day 285: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he and richie are in the shower together and eddie insisted on washing richie’s hair. and since eddie is so convincing, richie lets him, getting on knees and hugging eddie around the waist so it’s easier for eddie to wash it, pressing little kisses to his tummy every now and then.

daily reminder day 286: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s catching up on some mimimimi’s now that richie is home from his mini tour. don’t tell richie this, but eddie has come to the conclusion that he sleeps better with richie there with him.

daily reminder day 287: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now him and richie are dressed up as bert and ernie for Halloween and are setting up for trick or treaters.

daily reminder day 288: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s shivering his ass off with how cold it is right now. richie see’s that eddie is shaking and decides to wrap his big arms around his cold husband from behind. eddie can’t help but smile and cuddle back against him as richie kisses the top of his head and sticks his cold nose into the soft warmth of eddie’s hair. it’s officially cuddle weather everyone.

daily reminder day 289: eddie k-tozier is alive and so well right now because richie has taken him on a little retreat in celebration for eddie’s big birthday. he was woken up with kisses and flowers and the plane tickets to the resort and…it’s just been a great birthday so far.

daily reminder day 290: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s bundled up in front of a fire right now with his richie just talking about any and everything.

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They could never make me hate you Robin Arellano

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i love how unrealistic gallavich is because yes feed my delusions that it's normal to get married after one of us goes to mexico for 2 years

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why am i crying about regulus black at 4am hello am i okay

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For loving me

Starchaser

Word count: 1 100

TW: nothing really, just some lovely comfort. (More specifically, comfort with being trans and having a period/dealing with dysphoria)

He walked down to the dungeons after dinner, he hadn't seen Regulus all day, and he was starting to get worried. He got into the Slytherin common room, making his way to Regulus' dorm, knocking on the door, hoping he was in there. It took a moment before Regulus opened the door, he looked miserable as he leaned towards James, wanting to be close, not caring if someone saw despite not being the biggest fan of showing public affection.

“Hi baby,” James whispered into his hair, rubbing his back gently as he hid his face into his chest, wrapping his arms around his torso. “Not feeling well? Mm, it's okay, c'mon let's go in.” He said, leading him back into the room, closing the door behind them. Regulus lifted his head, looking at James, who smiled softly wiping away tears from his cheeks. “What's wrong? Why you crying, love?”

“I'm just uncomfortable,” He said, looking down and wiggling his way out of James’ arms, crossing his own over his chest. “It's um- y'know…” he glanced back at James, face blushing and tears starting to burn in his eyes. “My stomach hurts, really bad.”

“Oh, baby.” He sighed, immediately understanding what was happening and what was wrong. “What can I do to make you feel better? Anything you'd like? Comfy clothes, tea, chocolate, anything?”

“You don't have to,” he said, shaking his head. “M’fine really, don't -”

“I wanna be here for you, love. And if there's anything I can do to make you feel better, or cared for, I want to.” Regulus nodded. “Anything I can do?”

“Tea would be nice.” He whispered quietly. “Maybe your hoodie. But you really don't have to, Jamie. It's okay.”

“Shush now, I wanna help.” James smiled, leaning to kiss his forehead. “I'll be right back, yeah? Go snuggle up in bed, yeah? Get all comfy.” he said and Regulus nodded, sneaking in a quick kiss before James could leave his room. He went up to his dorm, grabbing one of Regulus' favourite hoodies of his, then going to the kitchens and making a cup of tea for him.

Then he made his way back to the Slytherin common room and into Regulus' dorm, knocking on the door to alert him of his presence when he opened the door. “Hi, love.” He smiled, locking the door before walking into the dorm and going to sit down on the edge of the bed where Regulus had curled up on his side. “Here's your order of tea and a comfy hoodie, also, I got some chocolate from moony.”

Regulus smiled. “Did you ask permission?”

“I mean, he wasn't there. But it's not like he's gonna notice.”

“You're so stupid,” He said, shaking his head as he sat up against the headboard. “But thank you.” He whispered, accepting the steaming mug and taking a careful sip.

“Need anything else?”

“Um- poppy gave me this heating thing, it's supposed to help with the pain, could you grab it, please?” He asked, setting the cup down onto the bedside table, and taking the hoodie from James. “It's in the bathroom, under the sink, I think?”

“Of course,” he said, getting up and going to the bathroom, and finding the heating pad Regulus had asked for, he could feel the matron's magic on it, it felt warm on the surface, not too hot, but just perfect for comfort. When he got back, Regulus' had changed into the hoodie and was looking at him.

James sat down next to him on the bed, getting under the covers with him, wrapping his arm around him and placing the heating pad on his stomach, placing his hand over it. “Is that good?” Regulus nodded, smiling slightly as he went to grab his teacup, then leaning against James' shoulder, wanting to be close. “Do you want chocolate?”

“Yeah,” he whispered, watching as James pulled a small chocolate bar from his pocket, opening it and giving it to Regulus. “Thank you, for everything.”

“Don't gotta thank me, it's okay.” He said, kissing his head and rubbing his stomach gently. Regulus drank his tea and ate a few bits of the chocolate, giving a few to James as well. When he finished his tea, he set the cup down onto the bedside table, then curled up to James, and himself. “You feeling at all better?”

He nodded slowly, hiding his face into the hoodie, it smelled like James' cologne and vanilla, it was such a comforting smell. He took James hand into his, holding tightly. “I hate it…” He whispered after a moment. “Hate my body. It's so stupid, and I hate it.”

“Mm, I know, baby.” James whispered into his hair, hoping he could somehow make it all better, take it away from him so he wouldn't have to deal with these things. “I'm so sorry you have to deal with this, so sorry lovely.” He kissed his head. “But I want you to know, having this doesn't take anything away from who you are, yeah? I know it might not feel like right now, but you're still my Reggie. Such a handsome boy.”

Regulus blushed, hiding his face. “I love you so much.” He whispered, voice near tears again as James held him closer, rubbing his side gently, trying to make him feel better. “Thank you for loving me.”

“Oh, baby. Breaking my heart here.” James said, reaching to wipe away the tears from his cheek, kissing his forehead as Regulus' tilted his head slightly. “Of course I love you, love you so, so much. Nothing could ever change that. C'mon don't cry, it's okay, darling. I'm here. Always here for you.”

“I love you.”

“And, I love you.” He smiled, giving him a chaste kiss when Regulus turned to look at him. “You're so precious,” James whispered. “Most precious being.”

Regulus blushed again, leaning back against James, head resting on his chest. “Can you stay the night?” He asked quietly after a moment, hoping he could, he didn't want to be alone. “You don't have to if you've got something.”

“I’d love to stay, don't worry so much.” he said, rubbing his side as he got more comfortable against the pillows, holding the boy close. He started to play with his hair, twirling strands around his fingers, combing his fingers through them or just smoothing his hand over them. After a while, James reached for a book from Regulus' bedside table. “Wanna read?”

“Would you…?”

“Don't be silly, of course I would, love.” He smiled, kissing his head, opening it from where Regulus had left a bookmark on. It was a collection of short stories that Regulus absolutely adored, and had read multiple times by now already. He started to read, making sure Regulus could see the pages as it had the occasional illustrations of houses, landscapes and different flowers.

A/N

Hiii,

It's been so long, I'm so sorry about that, life is a bitch, and so is school (IB is a bitch). Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this little thing that I wrote literally in one day.

On my period right now and struggling a lot with dysphoria from being enby and having to deal with this shit so it equaled to this comfy fic I can read when I feel bad, so maybe someone else can find comfort here too.

Also, periods are so fucking dumb, I was playing D&D today and literally cried mid session because an undead blink dog died. Full on cried, anyhow, hopefully you liked this <3

Hopefully I'll get something written sooner than months, and maybe even something longer if I go completely crazy. Remember to take care of yourself, drink some water and have a good rest of your day/night/evening/morning whatever time it is

<333

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Transmasc!James who hasn’t told a single person outside of his family, not even Sirius knows until he begins to live with the Potters. It got sorted out at Hogwarts so no one would ever know, and it wouldn’t get figured out, he would just be James. No one knew what was in the past. James had always been James. No one could ever figure it out.

Ideally.

James’ whole perfect set up seemingly crumbled to the ground after a Quidditch game against slytherin that ended too quickly and resulted in an overall win, but didn’t really commemorate toward the House Cup due to lack of points and a too-quick catch of the Snitch. James was eager, sue him.

He was alone in the locker room, as usual, as he always waited for the rest of his team to exit before even beginning to change. He had been in the middle of changing when Regulus barged in, clearly in the wrong locker room.

Dread was barely enough to explain the way James felt, yanking his robes to his chest to hopefully cover the dark crimson binder that constricted his chest. Regulus noticed it. Of course he did. He was too observant not too.

Regulus wasn’t stupid. It clicked awfully quick for him, and then how drastic this must feel for James hit him like a brick. Eyes widening, he made quick work of an exit, huffing out an apology.

James nearly cried that night, and decided confronting Regulus would be the best option.

So he managed to find the younger before Quidditch practice, tugging him into a random empty classroom.

“What, Potter?” Regulus asked with slight annoyance at being disrupted. James swallowed.

“Yesterday. About yesterday.” It clicked in Regulus’ head what James was getting at. Regulus blinked up at the brunet. “Can you not…tell anyone? Like- please? I just-”

“That I walked into the wrong changing room? Potter, why in the world would I tell anyone that?” Regulus quickly covered, shaking his head in mock annoyance. James blinked. He wasn’t stupid. He knew Regulus knew. He also knew Regulus was obviously already denying the concept. A warm smile spread across James’ face, one that made Regulus’ heart skip.

“Thank you, Regulus.”

“Sure, Potter. Sure.” Regulus left the classroom as quickly as possible, desperately attempting to shake the feeling in his chest.

Months passed, and with each one, James and Regulus grew closer. It wasn’t intentional at first, James would beg to be Lily’s plus one to Slughorn’s Slug Club parties, and Regulus was a part of them, and who could really blame James for gawking at Regulus when he first saw him in dress clothes. They’d talk at the parties, more words being spoken at each one until they started hanging out outside of these things; sneaking up to the Astronomy tower at night, huddling under James’ invisibility cloak as they searched the castle for places to just hang out without the chance of being caught.

Until one day, James trudges into breakfast looking like fresh hell, and barely speaks to any of his friends. As if knowing this was a monthly occurrence, none of his friends even batted an eye at the mood shift. Sirius even continued on like nothing was different. Regulus had noted this during prior months, but didn’t care as much as he did now.

Again, Regulus wasn’t stupid. He could put two and two together.

So after James rejects Regulus’ offer to hang out after practice, James is wholly shocked to find a pile of items sitting on his bed when he enters the guys’ dorm that night. Peter and Remus had already knocked out, it being so close to a full moon that Remus was too exhausted to even bother going to Sirius and James’ practice. Sirius was too clingy to notice it, crawling into bed with Remus almost instantly.

James, on the other hand, was gentle with his random gifts as he examined them. On his bed sat a dark green blanket and a small box with a note placed atop it. He unfolded the note gingerly, smiling stupidly at Regulus’ neat handwriting.

My sun,

The blanket has a heating charm on it for you, and the box has some chocolate frogs and also chocolate from the kitchen. I had a House elf deliver it for me. I hope you feel better.

-R.A.B.

James couldn’t help the grin that plastered over his face. He sunk into the bed, positioning himself with the new blanket and popping a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

The next morning, Regulus was hit in the temple with a paper airplane. He gave an irate glance toward the origin before melting at James’ goofy grin. He neatly unfolded the parchment, smiling at the messily scrawled out ‘thank you I luv ya’ in still wet ink.

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Reblog to give your period cramps to Elon Musk

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Hi guys!

Okay so I've gotten a lot of asks about JKR, since she's been extra terfy lately. ( @lonely-parrot @mushroom-enby and many anons) Basically asking me what I think about the marauders fandom, talking to people about it, etc.

I think that we have to acknowledge that being part of the Marauders fandom does cause some harm.

Why? Because we are, however unwillingly, talking about and giving popularity to characters created by a horribly bigoted and harmful person.

We can't just stick our heads in the sand and pretend that isn't true. Not in the days of algorithms that respond every time you search 'Sirius Black.'

However, I also think this fandom, and fandom in general, has been helpful to many queer people in ways I can't even begin to describe. For so many queer people, fanfiction and fandom is where you begin to explore those feelings you think are 'weird' or 'different,' and the people you meet through fandom are the first people you meet like you. The way characters are depicted in fanfiction can be the first time you see a character that you truly relate to, and I know that I am not exaggerating when I say I owe my life to fanfic writers, because I used it as a coping mechanism as a teen when I had nobody to talk to at all.

I think that we just have to be conscious of consuming fandom, especially Harry Potter fandom, ethically. And I have to say that I am NOT perfect at this. I have been to the Harry Potter theme park. I own Harry Potter merch. In my childhood, my entire Christmas list was Harry Potter things. So please know that I'm not speaking from some holier-than-thou position here.

But as things get worse and worse, we need to be even more conscious about what we are consuming, and how we are consuming it.

So here's my opinion on things we need to do:

Do not consume any new content by or related to JKR. This includes the new TV show.

If you want old content (the books), buy them secondhand. Do not give your money to the bookstores that give money to her. Give back to local secondhand shops.

Etsy has a lot of amazing independent artist-created merch, look there!

When people talk about the books, do NOT shrink away from their flaws. Mention them. Talk about the issues. Talk about the house elves and the goblins and the ridiculously racist names.

Same with JKR. When people talk about the books, the TV show, the videogame, etc, TALK about JKR's transgressions. Don't let people be willfully ignorant.

Make fandom a safe space. The world is an awful place right now and I think one of the reasons I, personally, am okay with being part of this fandom is because it is a safe place for me and so many others. DO NOT change that by becoming part of the problem and spewing hate. Cut the shit with the ship wars and the transphobia and the 'I don't like when writers...' Just stop.

Keep making your characters gay. And trans. And ace. And POC. And all of the things JKR is so scared of.

Yeah. These are just my thoughts. Feel free to comment (politely) below!