I find it kinda funny that, when it comes to any of the companions, of COURSE Gale would be my favorite. And like, I like him for genuine reasons (namely his personality), but if I show a picture of him to someone who knows nothing about BG3, but knows a lot about me, they’d immediately be like “yeah, makes sense”
And what I mean by that is—my favorite color is purple; I adore anything vaguely space/witchy themed; and when a game gives me the option, I almost always become a magic user. So if I were to show my mom a picture of Gale, and told her that he was a wizard, she’d be like “yeah, of course you like him”
Yall the more I think about it, and the characters I was also obsessed with when BG3 came out, the more I realize that I am a very basic bitch lmao
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Harry being so excited to tell his parents about his new boyfriend, Draco, and James is more than supportive. Lily is also supportive but laughing her ass off because of course their Gryffindor son fell for the abused Slytherin who’s forced into a life he doesn’t want, just like his father
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james kindergarten teacher AU
original idea | microfic (497 words): @my-castles-crumbling | comic: me!
It wasn’t that Regulus was dreading picking up Luna. It was just that his niece was a very special exception to his rule: children were terrifying.
Even Luna was scary sometimes, and she often smelled a bit like paste, and he had to push aside his dislike for cheerful music when around her. It was more that Regulus loved Luna, as a person and as his niece, than the fact that she was a child. Being a child was more of a flaw that he kindly overlooked.
So when he drove to Godric’s Hollow Elementary to pick her up at precisely 3:15pm, it was while he grumbled and rolled his eyes, and wished he didn’t have such a soft heart for the kindergartener, who had insisted on him picking her up that day.
But he’d given in like putty in her hands, so here he was, standing at the edge of the playground with all of the harried-looking parents, wishing he could be waiting in his car.
He spotted Luna quickly- her blonde hair almost glowing in the sun, a glob of purple paint smeared across her cheek as she smiled angelically. But even as he smiled at her and held out his arms, he was quickly distracted.
Because the teacher leading Luna’s class outside was gorgeous, with dark messy hair and tan skin, and muscles far too defined to be legal for an educator. His energy reminded Regulus of another child, the way he bounded over the walkway, laughing with the students and waving to parents waiting for their children, paint speckled all over his face and wrinkled shirt. Regulus was mesmerized.
But his awe turned to horror when Luna grabbed his hand confidently and pulled him towards Regulus, who quickly closed his mouth and tried to look less like he was hit by Cupid’s arrow.
“Mister P!” Luna sang, a grin on her face that looked almost like she knew. “This is my Uncle Reg!”
And ‘Mister P’ pushed his sleeves up on his arms a bit while giving Regulus a warm smile before saying, “James Potter. Nice to meet you.”
But before Regulus could greet the teacher properly, Luna whispered conspiratorially, “He’s pretty, huh, Uncle Reggie? You guys should be friends! Maybe have a playdate?”
Regulus had never gone redder in his life. He’d never felt more caught off-guard, either. Usually he took Luna’s funny statements in stride, and he was able to quite easily talk himself out of most situations. But now? “Luna! That’s- I-” he stuttered, mouth opening and closing like a fish.
“It’s always good to make more friends, Luna,” James nodded seriously to the small girl, before looking over at Regulus. “Of course, Regulus would need to want to be my friend. But if you do,” he said, directly addressing him, “I’m free. For a, erm, play date.”
And somehow, Regulus ended up leaving the school with not just his niece, but a new phone number in his phone.
CLOSE-UPS!
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having prongsfoot thoughts but specifically how james skews his moral compass wrong for sirius and sirius tries to fix his for james. thinking about how sirius is the 'cruel' one and james is the 'kind' one but sirius tells the marauders about his mother and remus and peter see pure hatred in james' eyes when sirius is bids farewell to them on the train, months later. thinking about how lily makes a remark about sirius' family and james snaps at her, which he's never done before. thinking about sirius sitting idly and chainsmoking as he tells sirius that regulus is dead and james comforts him while he thinks good riddance. thinking about sirius trying to make conversation with peter because james likes him, so sirius has to too. thinking about sirius slipping chocolate and a sorry note to remus because james said sirius made an insensitive joke. thinking about sirius trying to be nicer and accepting and holding his tongue near certain people because james doesn't like it when he's mean to them. thinking about sirius never not being proud because james never tells him not to be, but only because james had grown to adore it. thinking them both knowing each other's flaws and feeling their depressions and thinking the other is the pinnacle of perfection despite it, that unless he says it's wrong, i'm right.
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