I love how unhinged this fandom is when it’s naming ships. You’ve got the pretty names, Sunseeker, Wolfstar, Moonwater, Pandalily, Noble flower. You’ve got the darker vibes, Rosekiller, Quillkiller. You’ve got the silly name mash ones, Jegulus, Jily, bartylus, dorlene.
and then you’ve got the dumb shit like Party, Partyvan, bitchkiller, prongsfoot
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@jegulus-microfic | april 18 sock | words: 585
tw: slight nfsw, walking in on someone, swearing
“Stop leaving your socks all over the place!” Sirius heard from the first floor.
“Stop being a dick; they’re on my side of the room!”
“Oh, trust me, I can be worse!” And then there was a loud thud, probably Regulus throwing something at James to prove that he could indeed be worse.
Sirius sighed, taking a sip of his coffee. It had been like that since the beginning of the holidays, because everyone forgot to rent a place with six rooms instead of five, so that James and Regulus could sleep separately. When the two of them found out, they reacted in two different ways: James didn’t mind (It’s not like we’ll be spending a lot of time here); Regulus, on the other hand, threw a tantrum like a five-year-old (I can’t share a bed with this asshole for the next six weeks). Unfortunately, there was no other way, since neither of them would sacrifice a comfortable bed to sleep on a couch in the living room. So for the past two weeks, all ten of them were doomed to listen to the senseless arguments the two others provided.
They were all getting tired of it—they came to Italy to rest, not to feel like children while their parents were getting divorced.
“I swear to god, if they don’t stop until tomorrow, at least one of them won’t come back to London,” Barty grumbled, handing a cup of orange juice to each one of his boyfriends. The girls hummed in agreement.
They sat at the big table in the kitchen, having breakfast. Dorcas and Marlene listed all the places they could go to today, while Lily and Pandora were serving more pancakes and scrambled eggs.
“I think the gallery and chapel sound the best,” commented Mary, throwing a grape at Peter, which he caught with his teeth.
After that, they sat in a comfortable silence, chewing on their respective meals.
The silence was almost… too comfortable.
“Do you think they killed each other?” Sirius asked, breaking the moment of peace.
“Who cares? At least they’re quiet,” Evan replied, shoving another forkful of eggs into his mouth.
Sirius turned to Remus, starting a silent conversation. After a few seconds, his boyfriend nodded and stood up, with Sirius following suit. They went upstairs, stopping in front of blue door. From behind them came quiet gasps and muffled words neither of them could understand.
The black-haired man knocked at the door gently. “Reggie? Prongs? Are you guys okay?” When, after nearly a minute, there was still no answer, he decided to enter the room.
“Guys, are you—what the fuck?” He was expecting everything: blood all over the place, black eyes, broken bones, shattered windows—everything except James holding one hand on Regulus’ throat, the other on his dick, his own probably inside Sirius' little brother.
All four of them froze, staring at each other with wide eyes, until the youngest finally grabbed the blanket laid in front of him, covering himself and James.
“Why the fuck would you come in without being allowed?” Regulus hissed.
“We thought you were dead,” Sirius answered, unnaturally calm. “I just wanted to check if you were alright.”
“Well, you know now, so get out,” the younger Black replied, making a dismissive gesture with his free hand. Sirius didn’t need much convincing to do so.
When Remus closed the door behind them, the shorter man turned to him.
“You know Moony,” he said, staring blankly. “I think I need to bleach my brain.”
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peter: *applying some chapstick*
barty: what flavor is that?
peter: oh, it's strawberry milkshake
barty: can i try some?
peter: ...sure
peter: *hands over chapstick*
barty: *kisses him*
barty: holy fuck, it tastes like strawberry milkshake! ev come on try some *kisses him*
evan: oh it really does, good taste pete<3
peter: *internally freaking out* ...thank you?
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marauder (greek) demi-Gods
marauders godly parents assigning, (in my fic)
THIS IS CONSTANTLY GETTING UPDATED !!
these are the cabins in my Marauders x Percy Jackson AU i am in the process of writing!! some of them do not have assigned godly parents because i am keeping it private until the fic is started.
James Potter [ Apollo , Cabin Seven ]
Regulus Black [ Hades , Cabin Thirteen ]
Sirius Black [ a surprise. ]
Remus Lupin [ Athena , Cabin Six ]
Lily Evan’s [ Artemis ; Hunter / Maiden , Cabin Eight ]
Mary McDonald [ Aphrodite , Cabin Ten ]
Peter Pettigrew [ Unclaimed , Cabin Eleven ] [ Parent , Undecided ]
Marlene McKinnon [ Ares , Cabin Five ]
Dorcas Meadows [ a surprise. ]
Pandora (unknown) [ Iris , Cabin Fourteen ]
Evan Rosier [ Nike , Cabin Seventeen ]
Barty Crouch Jr [ Dionysus , Cabin Twelve ]
Gideon Prewett [ Hermes , Cabin Eleven ]
Fabian Prewett [ Hermes , Cabin Eleven ]
Molly Prewett [ Seer ]
Author Weasley [ Satyr ]
Frank Longbottom [ Demeter , Cabin Four ]
Alice Fortescue [ Hephaestus , Cabin Nine ]
etc etc…
opinions? recommendations? other more fade into the background characters?
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