#march microfics day 10

[practicecourts]

day 11 Moody @jilymicrofics is a little early (maybe I'm getting reckless, we will see, also I've not forgotten day 10...)

and since it's for day 2 of @mppmaraudergirl's Alight With Happines jily fest - The Doe-mestic moments I decided to post it now rather than wait to tomorrow ;-)

Read the Shit Show on ao3 (tw: mentions of - you guessed it- poo)

The Shit Show

With a flick of her wand the water in her mug came to a boil. Lily carefully dropped the heartshaped tealeave holder into it. Just looking at the silly thing brought a smile to her lips.  James had found it on a day out in Muggle London. Sirius got some excellent additions to his Record collection, and her husband had bought this trinket for her. He’d been proud as a peacock for finding such an excellent addition to their kitchen utensils, a tea maker for his love. It was barely light out, through the kitchen’s window she saw their garden turn from grey to green.  Slowly, she made her way up the stairs. The silence was deep, comforting and serene. The door to their bedroom was ajar, she peeked inside and frowned when there was no sign of James in their bed.  The small cot was empty too. Leaving her mug on the bedside table she pushed the door to the bathroom. A deep humming greeted her. In the shower the water rained down. The small room was filled with misty steam. James’s briefs lay on the floor, together with a small bodysuit, with a large yellow stain that caught her attention.  She leaned against the wall and tugged at the shower curtain, there her men stood, her baby boy safely in the strong arms of her husband. James’s hair was plastered to his head, Harry’s wide eyes peeked over the shoulder of his father. She reached a hand and touched his small hand. “Ah, Harry, is mummy there? Good for us, son. I always forget to grab a towel when we take an emergency shower.” “Ah, another shit-show then?” Lily giggled as Harry clasped at her finger fiercely.  “Oh, if you didn’t know better,"James said, sounding more proud than anything else, "you’d think he does it on purpose love, but yes, just like yesterday morning, he was up to his neck in it.”

[xjustakay]

⚞ jegulus microfics masterlist ⚟

{ the full tag } *= nsfw

⚞ random ⚟

inside* — bottom James taking care of you* — daddy James, brat Regulus needy* — james desperate for something in his mouth

⚞ july (2023) prompts ⚟

kitchen — Regulus + drunk!James inspire — the hickeys microfic transform — late night superhero chats crown — prince Reg, stable boy James ignite — pro quidditch boyfriends (ft. Rosekiller) silver — Regulus finds something he shouldn't {pt.1} climb — Jegulus wedding {pt.2} champagne — Sirius finds out at brunch final — Jegulus dads 1; Harry's birthday

⚞ august (2023) prompts ⚟

swear* — James being sooo good constant — emo little love confession reputation — assassin Regulus {pt.1} sweet — Jegulus dads 2; family outing pain — an unexpected morning burn* — wartime Jegulus sneaking around stimulate — cheeky and domestic boyfriends tattoo* — Reg gets a surprise for James impulse — assassin Regulus {pt.2} rain — Jegulus dads 3; playing outside in the rain home — college/uni au boyfriends jealous — jealous & mildly violent bbg James snow cone — Jegulus dads 4; ice cream truck shenanigans hockey — figure skater Regulus/hockey player James {pt.1} attention — needy boyfriend Regulus book* — James distracts Regulus from reading stag — forbidden forest mishaps unexpected — a soft piano moment fresh start — coffee shop au ft. firefighter James {pt.1} birthmark* — Regulus takes care of James after a long day hallway — sweet moments alone vulnerable* — James gives Regulus needed stress relief stomachache* — quick excuses 101 with Regulus skirt — just banter & sweetness gold — firefighter james episode 2: being a menace {pt.2} crow — deep pillow talk with Jegulus shade — fame au; secret moments {pt.1} injury + walk — Jegulus dads 5; cheering Harry up sleep — soft sleepover chats takeout — jealous James ft. slightly meddling Wolfstar

⚞ september (2023) prompts ⚟

school — uni/college au (mentioned sexual content) piercing* — Regulus comes home with a new surprise early* — shower shenanigans with Jegulus colorful — fame au; drunk james facetime calls {pt.2} carry — wedding night sweetness pleasure* — painting the walls and other activities vision — fame au; famous bf’s on premiere night {pt.3} want — figure skater Regulus/hockey player James {pt.2}

⚞ october (2023) prompts ⚟

cemetery — playing arrogant games (cw: murder, blood) lantern — firefighter james vs. his beef with the month of october {pt.3} zombie — scare maze shenanigans (mild sexual content) scream — fame au; ‘you could have been in scream?’ edition {pt.4} eerie — literal haunted house date: 0/10, james would not recommend pumpkin — Jegulus dads 6; family pumpkin carving silliness party — halloween party flirting between a nightmare and a zombie scared — firefighter james & “firefighter” regulus {pt.4}

⚞ december (2023) prompts ⚟

snow — firefighter james & his grumpy boyfriend ft. an annoying fire alarm {pt.5}

⚞ january (2024) prompts ⚟

switch* — inappropriate secret activities at the brunch table withdrawal — fame au; cranky movie star missing his bf {pt.5} converse — Jegulus dads 7; going through Harry’s baby stuff tough — assassin Regulus {pt.3} cry — Jegulus dads 8; getting in trouble at school dinner — Jegulus dads 9; fighting off bad dreams

⚞ february (2024) prompts ⚟

tear — college/uni au; boyfriend distractions in the library

⚞ march (2024) prompts ⚟

pool — regulus’ half-drunk staring to getting flirted with pipeline sugar — Jegulus dads 10; sugar high with a five year old birthday — Jegulus dads 11; birthday morning wake up with waffles

⚞ april (2024) prompts ⚟

forbid — dad james meets harry's favorite librarian (1/2) slap — dad james & librarian regulus: flirting edition (2/2)

[lulublack90]

Prompt 17 - Body

@jegulus-microfic March 17 Word count 964

Previous part First part

CW- Stabbing with a dagger and sword

With most of the day left, they thought they’d push their luck and try to talk to the Grey Lady. 

They apparated into caves on the outskirts of Hogsmeade that Sirius told them about. Eight people apparating into Hogsmeade at the same time when, more than half of them were either death eaters or associated with them. Plus, they couldn’t risk being seen with James, Sirius or Lily. 

“This is pretty cool,” Evan said in awe as he looked around the caves. “How did you find them?”

“Padfoot likes to wander off sometimes,” Sirius answered as he prepared to disapparate and get Pandora. Only he, James and Remus knew where the caves were to apparate into, so they had to side-along the others.

Regulus rolled his eyes. Of course, his brother was still a pain in his animagus form.

Once they were all gathered again, they cast disillusionment charms on themselves, apart from James, who had his invisibility cloak. They made their way into the village, muffling charms on their shoes in case anyone heard them. 

They quietly broke into Honeydukes and went through the hidden trapdoor. They probably could have arranged an easier way into the castle, but that would require too much delay with Dumbledore. This way was far easier. 

They walked quietly down the passageway, visible again, while no one could catch them. 

Regulus fiddled with the dagger still in his robes pocket. He’d always loved it. It was small yet insanely sharp, easy to slice into your enemy’s body without them ever seeing it coming. He cast a few charms on it as they walked, checking to see if anything had been imbued into the blade. It appeared to be a perfectly ordinary knife with no special enchantments or poisons. 

“Remus?” He asked as casually as possible. 

“Yeah, Regulus?” Remus dropped back to walk beside Regulus. 

“How are you with healing spells?” He asked, not looking at Remus.

“Capable. Madam Pomfrey showed me the basics growing up, and I’ve learnt a few more since. Why?’

“Hey, Sirius?” He called his brother over. Sirius bounced towards him. He was far too excitable for what they were on their way to do. 

No sooner was Sirius in front of him, walking backwards with a stupid grin on his face, did Regulus’s hand shoot out and jab him in the side with the dagger. Sirius stopped and looked down. 

“Regulus, what the shit?!” Remus rushed over and started casting disinfecting and healing charms on his boyfriend. He turned, his eyes glowing even in the low light. 

“Explain!” He growled, keeping Sirius behind him and away from Regulus. Sirius’s disgruntled face popped around Remus’s shoulder. 

“Is that Bella’s knife?” He asked, squinting in the low light. 

“She said I could have it as long as I promised to use it on you. I was just fulfilling that promise. I checked it was just a knife before I stabbed you.” Regulus shrugged. 

“Oh, and that makes it all better, does it?” Remus snarled. Regulus was seeing more and more of the wolf shining through. 

“Reg, you are such a dick.” Sirius rolled his eyes at him but grabbed Remus and carried on walking. 

“Regulus, why would you think that was okay?” James asked, sighing deeply at the situation.

“He gets it. I barely nicked him with it, and this way, I can tell Bella I got him with it, or she’ll know I’m lying. Plus, he stabbed me all the way through with a sword when he was 10. This is payback.” James had to stop. 

“What do you mean he stabbed you with a sword?!” 

“It was an accident. He set off a firework in the house, and it knocked over a suit of armour, and the sword sort of went through me.” 

“You’re both absolutely nuts! Once this war is over, you are both going to see a mind healer and lots of therapy! All the therapy!” James strode off after the others, shaking his head. 

The rest of their journey went off without any more mishaps. They disillusioned themselves again and headed towards the Ravenclaw Common room. 

The Grey Lady was strangely easy to find. She was gliding along the corridor outside the spiral staircase which led to the Common room. 

They had agreed that Pandora should be the one to talk to the ghost, as she’d spent the most amount of time around her as apparently she was shy. 

“Hello, Helena,” Pandora’s airy voice filled the corridor even though she wasn’t speaking loudly. The ghost paused and stared at the blonde woman. 

“You again?” Her voice faded in and out as she spoke. The others were shocked. They’d never heard the ghost talk before. Pandora beamed. 

“Yes, me again. We were wondering if we could ask you about your mother’s diadem?” A change came over the ghost so quickly that James, Remus and Evan pushed their respective boyfriends behind them. 

“Another asked about it, and he defiled it with dark magic!” She yelled, blasting through each of the people standing in the corridor. Regulus shivered with the chill from her passing. He stepped forward, watching her as she came to be still again.  

“Please,” He pleaded. “We want to destroy it. We want to erase what he did. Will you help us?” Helena Ravenclaw floated to Regulus and stared into his face, only inches between them. Regulus stayed still, letting his mask slip away from his face and hoping the determined good intentions showed through. 

She narrowed her eyes at him and moved closer, whispering in his ear, her cold breath freezing his ear slightly. 

“It is here. In the room that changes with the broken and lost things.” Remus’s head snapped to look at Sirius. He knew where it was.   

Next part

[thebibutterflyao3]

Day Twenty-Eight - Prompt: Touches @rosekiller-microfic

March Daily Series - 774 words

<<<Previous Part OR Start Here

Barty drummed his fingers against the steering wheel as he waited. He didn’t know why he was so fidgety. It wasn’t as though he’d never picked up a bird before.

When he was with Evan, he felt like a taxi service half the time since he didn’t drive. Not that he minded when it was Evan. Most of those drives ended with Evan’s head in his lap or his hand down Evan’s pants. Only giving him gentle touches to drive him mad.

He shook his head clear and reprimanded himself to focus. This wasn’t the time for his fantasies. Barty stayed up late on the phone to plan this out. Everything was prepared, he just needed to wait and keep his wits about him.

The clock on his dashboard read 10:40, ten minutes late. She’d said to wait at the kerb, exactly like a taxi service attendant. This was beginning to feel like deja vu.

Don’t you dare.

Suddenly, the passenger door flew open and her pale blonde ponytail nearly slapped him in the face as she climbed in. Barty immediately straightened up in his seat and gripped the steering wheel. His heart pounded against his chest as he waited for her to settle in.

“Alright?” he asked, shifting clumsily.

Pandora arched an eyebrow sceptically, then nodded. “You have twenty minutes to explain yourself, Crouch.”

He cleared his throat as he eased Heather into traffic. Twenty minutes to convince the one person who held the key to his happiness in her hands that he wasn’t the horrible person that he had been with Regulus. This was fine.

“Right, so Lily explained the whole—”

“Keep my future wife’s name out of your mouth, if you value your life.”

Barty swallowed hard and tried again. He and Lily had practised this speech three times, he knew it by heart.

“I meant to say…I-I apologise for how awful I was to Regulus, and to you. I let my insecurities overrule my common sense. It was absolute shite and this is not an attempt to excuse it, I swear. I…fucked up, then kept fucking up to cover up the first fuck up.”

So much for memorising the speech.

He snuck a glance at Pandora. She stared out the window and avoided looking at him. Barty wondered if she was even listening, or if she’d only agreed to this because her girlfriend coerced her into it.

“I should have been honest with Regulus. He deserved to hear the truth, instead of my shite attempt to weasel out of it.”

“What is the truth, Barty? Do you even know?” she snapped. “Why did you cheat on Reg?”

“I knew he was breaking up with me, so I gave him a reason.”

Her head snapped to the right as a deep scowl marred her pretty features. “What does that mean?”

“I heard him talking to you on the phone, Pandora. He told you that I wasn’t his type and that he should have known better than to date below his standards.”

Pandora’s eyes widened, then she looked away. “Well, he had a point.”

“He did,” Barty agreed. He forced back the bile rising in his throat and continued. “And you were both complete snobs about it. Which is why I proved him right. It hurt to hear you two ragging on me. I decided that I’d rather be dumped for fucking up than be discarded like a piece of rubbish.”

“Oh, so it’s our fault then?”

“No. I could have walked away, but I didn’t. I thought I was evening the odds and…I was wrong.”

Pandora eyed him narrowly. “You admit that you were in the wrong?”

“Yes,” Barty said, nodding calmly. “I knew that Regulus was struggling with his self-esteem and I used it to my advantage. It was manipulative and self-serving.”

“But you’re all better now?” she retorted.

Barty sighed, pulling off the road to park behind the building. “I’m better when I’m with Evan because we take care of each other. We’re even. I want to be the best version of myself for him, so I try.”

“You try? That’s it?”

“You don’t understand.” Barty turned off the car and turned to face her. He remembered Lily’s advice and breathed deeply to calm himself first.

“I think…I think I might be in love with him, Pandora. He is the most important person in my life and I would do anything for him. Do you understand how terrifying and amazing that is? I’ve never felt like that before and I’m still figuring it out, but I’m trying.”

Pandora’s jaw worked from side to side as she stared him down. He didn’t flinch, or look away this time. Barty held his ground.

“Fine. I’ll talk to Regulus…and Evan.”

[regulus-books]

<3 links to my jegulus microfics <3

december 2023

day 1: snow

day 2: belief

day 3: violent

day 4: glimpse

day 5: hero

day 6: obstacle

day 7: beloved

day 8: save

day 9: tragedy

day 10: alone

day 11: locket

day 12: jail

january 2024

day 1 - decent

day 2 - fire

day 3: ruthless

day 4: switch

day 5: withdrawal

day 6: exclude

day 7: headache

day 8: converse

day 10: lake

day 11: fever

february 2024

day 1: shower

day 4: old

day 19: busy

march 2024

day 11: couch

april 2024

day 1: spring

day 19: class

[oonajaeadira]

For the Love of Fic: March 27

Very slowly getting caught up! Here’s what I’ve been enjoying lately!!!

🪐 = Year of Themed Creations work!

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PERO TOVAR

The Herbalist: Part 5: Manners Apparently Do Not Maketh All Men by @blueeyesatnight I am thoroughly enjoying this Victorian lady-sleuth piece and the little glimpses of our grumpy Spaniard. He’s rude, he’s dirty, and I’d jump on him in a heartbeat. Kitty might not be drawn to someone who picks his teeth with a knife, but I can’t wait until the day she sees some strange potential in him... 

Dance in the Fire by @writeforfandoms 🪐 I will never ever ever tire of a good werewolf!Pero fic, especially one where I get cheek rubs and nuzzles and I’m protected from monsters by a big black wolf/scarred man in grey sweatpants that seems to take a fancy to me. 

Watch Over You by @flightlessangelwings 🪐 This has so many good tropes. Bodyguard/escort Pero. Sword-weilding maiden. Fake relationship. One bed. Runaway bride. I eat it up like a tasty cake. No crumbs left.

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EZRA

untitled by @insomniamamma  A little microfic set at the end of the movie, wading through Ezra’s unconciousness and waking up in a medical bed with Cee watching over him. Even when he dreams, Ezra has troubles...

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JAVIER PEÑA

Whatever You Need by @haylzcyon  I don’t know what right Haylz has to write something so hot and with just enough swirling under the surface that makes me ache at the same time. I mean, sometimes you just need to get railed, and for that there’s Javier. And sometimes you need to read really good writing, and for that, there’s Haylz.

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DIETER BRAVO

After the Beep by @oogaboogasphincter It’s Dieter and it’s voicemails. You know what’s up. Do I really need to tell you that he’s taken himself in hand to do it? Or that he woke up after a night with you wanting more? That he might be catching feels? This boy is my favorite switch....

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JAVI GUTIERREZ

Cloud Nine by @chaoticgeminate  🪐 Pairing up the Gutierrez family business and relationships with Pokemon plot and intrigue is just fantastic. Reader is a Pokemon champion come home to Javi only to get swept up in a plot to bring back some very familiar villains...

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JOEL MILLER

West by @radiowallet Cat can tear my heart out with her writing any day and I’d still thank her for being a part of this fandom and the talent she brings. Her internal pieces are some of my favorite as it is here, inside Joel Miller’s head and heart, trying just to ride out a moment in time... gorgeous.

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WINGS GUY

First and 10 by @something-tofightfor  Rachael has affectionately named the Wings Guy Daniel and I’m here for it. A meet cute twice over on one day, once in a beer cave and another at a football party. I don’t know anything about football, but I know food, and there’s a lot of good stuff at this party. I also know cute boys and there’s at least one of them here. Flirting and staying close and being sly about exchanging numbers...I don’t know if I’d be paying much attention to the game really...

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GROGU

In Which, Beans Are Not Beans, Eggs Are Everyplace and I Have To Eat Them (this is doing my part, people!) as told by Grogu Djarin by @grogusmum 🪐 I will never tire of Grogu’s adventures here on earth, his sass, his delight at all the animals and traditions, and the way he loves food like I like food. This time it’s Ostara time which means eggs and bunnies and beans and candy and I am all for it. Oh, and a duck with whappy feet which I am also all for. 

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TRIPLE FRONTIER BOYS

As Long as I’m Alive by @artemiseamoon 🪐 This one kept me at the edge of my seat. The team is kidnapped and it’s a hairy ride to extraction. Arte’s OCs are always so brave and fleshed out and I’m happy to ride in their capable shoes any day, even in the Year of Whump.

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SPECIAL GUEST CORNER

WESTLEY

The Dread Pirate Roberts by @captainsophiestark 🪐 It certainly would have saved Westley a lot of trouble if his beloved had come seeking him instead of him having to come after her! Of course that doesn’t mean it’s without its perils because the sea is rough and no place to get caught drowning in... (at least it’s not full of shrieking eels!!!) But true love wins all the same...

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[ao3feed--reylo]

March Madness 2020! Reylo micro fics

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dKLPda

by lotrtrash

Space idiots loving each other in 280 characters every day.

A little collection of my contributions to March 2020 #reylomicrofic season 1. I only got here on day 10, but I loved every second of it.

Words: 1164, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Leia Organa, Poe Dameron, Armitage Hux, Rose Tico, Luke Skywalker

Relationships: Rey & Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey/Ben Solo, Rey & Ben Solo

Additional Tags: Microfic, Microfic Challenge, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dark Rey (Star Wars), Mention of pregnancy, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Crack, Mention of drinking, Angst, but not much bc i'm a crybaby, Office Sex, Explicit Sexual Content

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dKLPda

[practicecourts]

day 10 Shame @jilymicrofics Written for Day 4 of @mppmaraudergirl’s Alight with happiness (but it's so moody that I hardly dare say that;-) Our little Family Read Only Human on ao3 or under the cut

We're Only Human

He finds her in the back of their garden. She’s holding herself as if the wind might blow her away. “What’s wrong?”

She sniffs and rocks back and forth without answering.  He sits down next to her and puts a hand around her shoulder. “Come on, you can tell me.”

She shakes her head. “You’ll think me a monster.”

“I could never think that. Never, Lil, c’mere.” She fits perfectly in his embrace, even with her growing belly. “Tell me what you’re thinking, please. You're my wife, nothing you say will make me love you less.”

He doesn’t mean for it to sound like a challenge, but her eyebrows raise as she looks at him for a second, a hint of a smirk on her lips. It’s not enough to pull her out of what’s bothering her, for she purses her lips and looks away. Her hand rests absentmindedly on the curve of her belly.

It’s both mesmerising and terrifying to know there’s a child, their child, growing inside of her. 

For a long time they just sit side by side, not speaking. He doesn’t push, he has learned sometimes it’s best to wait. 

At last she starts to speak, a whisper, barely louder than the rushing of the leaves above. “Every day, James, every damn day I wish it is someone else, them, anyone, just not us. Not us. I don’t want it to be us.”

He turns and takes in her pale face, it's only the beginning of spring and her freckles have faded during the winter months. He could look at the patterns across her face for hours. 

“And I hate myself for thinking that," she says, not looking at him. "We made our choice and I would not change it. We knew about the danger, and I believe we are doing the right thing… But now… now we have to think about this little one, and that makes everything different," she rubs her hand over her stomach. "I know we are fighting to make the world a better place for our child to live in. Still, the risks we’re taking, the risks we run seem too high when it could hurt...more than just us. I feel like I’m losing control."

Lily shifts next to him, her gaze fixed on the camellia, whose large petals are shifting from red to yellow-brown.

“James, I’m disgusted with myself. You would too, if you knew what I’m willing to do to keep our baby safe.” 

He doesn't say anything at first, just holds her.

“Lily, I feel the same way, and not just about this little one,” he says, as he presses a kiss to her hair. "About you too."

“There’s no shame in wanting your loved ones to be safe,” he says, mouth still pressed to her hair. “To wish it more for us than for anyone else, it makes me love you more. We’re not saints, Lil, we’re human.”