June 2: Night @jegulus-microfic Word Count: 266

June 2: Night – @jegulus-microfic – word count: 266

The Sun is a large entity. It sits high in the sky, and signifies a new beginning, and gives way to The Moon, leaving space for it to have its time. The Sun is a giving being. It gifts heat and light to all life surrounding it with nothing in return. The Sun expects nothing. The Sun rises and falls, without fail, dusk and dawn, with small gratitude. Sure, there’s a sunset picture here and there but that’s about as far as the appreciation goes.

The Stars are small beings. They reside at night, glittering where few think to find them. The Stars, more often than not, are curtained by The Clouds. They drift by and smother what little light The Stars produce. Very few people appreciate the subtle beauty of The Stars. Things as such make The Stars quiet and dull, makes them wilt.

The Sun glow brighter than The Stars. The Stars are subtle and The Sun is loud. They are polar opposites, and yet, they are so commonly associated with each other. The Sun and The Stars, The Stars and The Sun.

But the thing is – the thing is – they are so very similar. Put The Sun beside The Star, and just watch how bright The Star shines. Watch The Star just be. Put The Sun next to The Stars and watch The Sun dim down, until it’s subdued and calm. Until it can truly rest.

Because, together, two things that are so completely different can exist freely as themselves, creating a universal stillness.

James and Regulus are much the same.

A huge issue I have have with this fandom is the (Young) Peter Pettigrew slander. Everyone goes ballistic bc he betrays the Potters and yada yada even though Regulus, Barty, Evan and any other death eater did pretty much the exact same thing.

So, I want to write a fic. Peter centric all about Peter discovering himself and his sexuality / identity while his friends all fall in love around him. (+ a couple other things)

A list of stuff it would include:

Aromantic Asexual Peter

Non binary Peter (maybe, lmk)

Wolfstar, Jegulus, Dorlene, Panda/Marylily, Rosekiller

Childhood friends Peter James and Marls

NO PETER BASHING‼️‼️

NO LILY SLANDER ‼️‼️

Happy ending (bc I’m a sucker for a happy end)

Angst

Disabled Peter!!! (My love)

Sassy + Cunty Peter bc yes

I got the idea while listening to Little League by Conan Gray and it would be loosely based off that

There are a few things I haven’t decided yet so it’s not set in stone so ideas/suggestions/feedback/criticism let me know <33

I will put updates on this page for you all, should I decide to continue on with it, and it will be posted on my Ao3 (Fredtheemoplant)

Again, any suggestions or question can be said directly in my asks or in the comments :)

All that aside, the question isss:

underrated headcannon is that NO ONE calls the boys the Marauders. except themselves obviously. they try SO hard for it catch on and it doesn’t.

Oh, absolutely, I have a few classes with them but honestly though, chances are I won’t bring it up to them because we are in complete different cliques (not that cliques matter ofc, but I have never really spoken to them before).

In my French class, two girls were talking about ATYD, so, naturally, I had to notify them I also know the gay men. I couldn’t work out a way to do it, and panicked when they started walked out of the class. As a normal, functioning piece of society, I coughed excessively, blurted ‘CRIMSON RIVERS’, then threw myself at a table in embarrassment.

June 3: Enchant – @jegulus-microfic – word count:173

A threadbare cream sheet sits in the middle of an endless green field, and atop lays an assortment of fruit and snacks. A glass vase sits in the very middle, filled with a bouquet of lavender roses, and a bit of water.

Regulus lets out a small sigh, letting his eyes fall closed, and relaxing his head more into James’ lap. His fingers have found their way to Regulus’ hair, massaging his scalp.

“Jamie?” Regulus mumbles quietly.

James hums in questioning.

“I love you.”

“I love you, Reg.”

Regulus opens his eyes and looks at his lovely boy. His boy who has his eyes on Regulus, looking enchanted and horribly in love. It’s rather embarrassing, really. Regulus tells him just as much.

James chuckles gently, leaning in to nuzzle Regulus’ nose with his own. James tips his head down, capturing Regulus’ lips in a kiss. A flame spreads across his cheeks.

When James pulls back, he smirks down at Regulus, and says “Who’s embarrassingly in love now, Reg?”

Regulus can’t even defend himself.

The stress I feel when the end of the last chapter is coming closer and that one ship still hasn’t sorted their shit out 😥