#or even hp

[itsevanffs]

swallowing smoke

M | 4k | WIP | Chose Not To Use Warnings

Tags: Growing Up Together, darker than canon, Age Difference, POV First Person, Angst and Humor, Grief/Mourning

Summary:

"Your father is Lord Ambrose," I said, considering, "and you're Lord Ambrose." "Yes," Lord Ambrose said, not looking up from his book. "Hm," I said. "A little confusing. You're younger, so I think... Yes. I'll call you Young Lord Ambrose." The book snapped shut in his hands. "Absolutely not."

[heyybeach]

Growing up is actually just enjoying the exact same things you enjoyed at 14 years old, but in a more gay way

[nicolinocolino]

thnks fr th mmrs

[courfee]

oby jeggy is a different kind of dsfkdsf so here is them from the first fic in that series, i will touch you with my mind by my love @itsjaywalkers

[corwnvus]

Jily summer ☀️

[toujoursincorrect]

Sirius: *walks in on James and Regulus kissing*

Sirius: This is incest!

James: No it’s not.

Sirius: Yes it is, James!

Regulus: We’re not related.

Sirius: Oh, and that makes it OK, I suppose?

James: Well, it makes it not incest.

[toorumlk]

summers at the burrow (1998)

[ebysse]

the headmasters impart wisdom

[frm9pm]

My wife and I were walking around the city and when we saw a dumbledore poster we immediately turned to each other and made this hand gesture LOL

[ecstarry]

@jegulus-microfic / sleep / 301 words / a self indulgent bday fic for myself / thank you for everything mwuah @star4daisy

“Can you just keep talking to me?” Regulus asked softly. He had been on the phone with James for an hour. His birthday was tomorrow, and James’ flight had been delayed, meaning he wouldn't make it back in time.

“I’ll do anything you want, love.” 

They whispered sweet nothings to each other for a few more minutes before Regulus drifted off to sleep. He was certain he had fallen asleep while James was still talking to him—his voice was his favorite lullaby.

He woke up to the sound of his doorbell ringing. Regulus glanced at his watch and saw it was still early morning; Sirius wasn't supposed to come over until brunch, so it couldn't be him. Still half-asleep, he didn't bother putting on a shirt and headed downstairs in just his pajama bottoms.

“Happy Birthday, love.” It was James. 

There stood James, holding a bouquet of flowers, a balloon with a silly pun about his age, and his suitcase. Regulus launched himself at his boyfriend, and James dropped everything to wrap his arms around his waist.

“Oh, baby, the balloo—” James tried to reach for it, but Regulus quickly snatched it back, insisting his hand return to squeezing him.

“It’s okay. You’re here.” Regulus pulled back slightly to look at James. “You’re not a dream.” He smiled.

“There was something I needed to do in person,” James murmured against Regulus’ lips before finally leaning in to kiss him tenderly. Regulus deepened the kiss, his hands tugging at James’ hair. James lifted Regulus and pressed him against the wall, slowly moving his kisses from Regulus’ lips to his jaw, and then to his neck. “We’ll get the flowers later; I have another birthday gift I’d like to give you first.”

No dream would ever compare. 

“I’d like that, baby.”

[moonlightdancer26]

I feel like no one ever talks about the fact that Snape canonically has a cute nickname, like he is literally called “Sev” by his best friend. We don’t even need to come up with our own nicknames for him in fanfics because it’s already canon. He got called Sev for at least 6-7 years of his life by his best friend, how cute is that??

[daddiesdrarryy]

Draco: Madam Malkin’s shop, this is where we were the day we first met and you fell in love with me

Harry: Draco

Draco: …The day that you talked to me for 20 seconds and I became obsessed with you forever

[valoale]

Keepin’ it professional

Been reading chew me up, but don’t spit me out by damagecontrol religiously for these past few days and let me tell you I am DEVOTED I mean, like, I love everything about it and my soul is for sale and I just had to draw Regulus is his docs despite being awfully rubbish at drawing shoes but shhhh it’s a good practice

[courfee]

little poster for the fic Operation Walburga's Arbitrary No Kissing Ever Rule :) 10 things i hate about you, but make it jegulus

[corwnvus]

Been thinking of them so much recently

[hedgehog-moss]

It’s always funny when anglo writers looking to express a specific idea casually pluck a cool ready-made monosyllabic phrase from their language’s unlimited supply and Romance language translators just curl up in the fœtal position and cry. I'm reading a text in which the American author talks about ‘Haves’ vs ‘Have-Nots’ vs ‘Have-Mosts’ —the poor French translator translated this as ‘ceux-qui-ont’ (the French language: don’t worry I’m just getting warmed up), ‘ceux-qui-n’ont-pas’ (nice we’ve doubled the syllable count but we mustn’t falter), and the beautiful ‘ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres’ (300% expansion ratio let’s gooo! we did it great work everybody.) From 2 to 8 syllables—the minute I saw that bulky thing I knew it had to be Have-Mosts in the original and I was giggling. The anglo author happily proceeds to use the phrase ‘Have-Mosts’ 5 times per paragraph because why not! it’s so quick and wieldy :) we don’t actually need the word wieldy 'cause it’s just the normal state of our language <3 meanwhile you can feel the French translator’s desperation grow as she is reduced to juggling with “those” and “the latter” to avoid summoning her creature. Eventually she reaches the acceptance stage and uses ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres again like, it’s my monster. I shouldn’t reject it