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Jegulily raising Harry is one of my fav things, esp with little baby Harry and Lily tolerating no shit from her anxious partners
Like: Lily handing baby Harry over to Regulus for the first time after he spent the last month of her pregnancy silently stressing about how awful a father he was going to be because he was scared of frightening the baby or brainwashing him, just like his parents did to him. He keeps it quiet because obviously Lily’s struggles and needs are greater and he would rather die than take the attention away from his wife when she's supposed to be the important one. He tries his best to hide it but they both notice. When Lily is recovering from birth, Regulus tells her how proud he is and then chooses to make himself busy by gathering things for her and making sure she's as comfortable as she can be but they both know he's somewhat stalling having to interact with the baby. James holds Harry while she gets some rest and eats something and the two of them sit together cooing at him and guessing whose features they think he'll grow to have. Meanwhile, Regulus is fussing over the flowers in the vase on the bedside table.
They both try to lure him over, James tries to rub his back to calm him down and make him sit but in the end it's Lily that gets through to him. James cares a lot, he'll say what he thinks Reg or Lily want to hear bc it makes them happy, but Lily is different. She rarely says things she doesn't wholeheartedly mean. So when she demands that he sit down at her side and take a minute to calm down, he does. He starts apologising for stressing her out when she's vulnerable and tired and she just hands Harry over, knowing he'll instinctively grab anything she hands to him. She wouldn't have done it if she wasn't completely sure he could manage it but it still seems to come out of nowhere to him and James. She hands him over and Reg just goes into shock, looking down at the little face of his baby for the first time.
They sit in silence for a while as he holds him, still having no idea what to do. Harry doesn't wake up or make a single sound. Only when he needs to be fed does Lily take him back and James moves over to rest a hand on the shoulders of each of his partners, almost brought to tears by the beauty of the moment.
Jegulily w/ animagus Reg 💘
Lily has 2 bfs & her bfs are bfs
James has a [gf+bf] & his [gf+bf] are [gf+bf]
Reggie has 2 humans who spoil him & spoil each other
narcissa who looks nothing like a black because she inherited all of her mother's rosier qualities. narcissa whose eyes are amber, not grey, but whose gaze is as sharp as sirius's. narcissa who stands by regulus, no matter what. narcissa who uses her charm and the fact that she's the youngest of her sisters to avoid being married off until she's in her twenties. narcissa who cries at her wedding because regulus is there even though she told him to run away. narcissa who knows regulus is a boy even though he never tells her.
narcissa who uses that same charm of hers to avoid the dark mark. narcissa who tells draco stories of regulus whenever lucius isn't around. narcissa who grows to love her husband but cries out of relief when he's sent to azkaban. narcissa who sees her cousin in draco, a sensitive person hidden under a hard exterior, and refuses to let him be hurt the same way regulus was.
narcissa who was taught how to be the perfect pureblood girl at an early age, and who uses her training as a weapon.
alice is pretty sure that narcissa black is going to ruin her.
but when narcissa trails her fingers along the stretch marks on alice’s hips (she grew too fast for her body), when narcissa’s lips taste like hot chocolate and mint, all alice can think is,
“i’m going to let her.”
I imagine Reg and Remus being secret bffs and plotting pranks for everyone omg
Here's the Part 1 for u guys:
Regulus (whispering): You know, everyone’s looking at us weird again.
Remus (grinning): Yeah, I noticed. I think they’re still trying to figure out who’s transitioning into what.
Regulus: Sirius asked me yesterday if I was “feeling the full moon coming on.” I just nodded and walked away. Poor guy looked so lost.
Remus: laughing That’s nothing! Mary overheard part of a conversation and now she thinks I’m transitioning. She keeps offering to help with “the journey.”
Regulus (evil smirk): They don’t know if I’m turning into a werewolf or if you’re trans. It’s hilarious watching them try to piece it together.
Remus: We could have some fun with this.
Regulus: Oh, definitely. Next time they ask, I’ll just start talking about "embracing my true self" and see where that leads.
Remus: laughing And I’ll drop hints about "feeling wild" every time the moon's full. Let’s really keep them guessing.
Regulus: You know, with the right amount of mystery, we could confuse them for years.
Remus: I say we go for it. Keep them wondering which one of us is... transitioning. Or both.
Inktober 08 ⁙ Hike
“I had to walk from the road.”
“Did you?”
– Carry On
Inktober 09 ⁙ Sun
23. The fucking sun! We get it—you’re very fucking bright!
– Wayward Son
i will never shut up about how the duarte sisters are ALL so 'family line' by conan gray coded omg
My father never talked a lot, He just took a walk around the block 'Til all his anger took a hold of him and then he'd hit - is basically madoc
My mother never cried a lot She took the punches, but she never fought 'Til she said, "I'm leaving, and I'll take the kids" so she did - EVA DUARTE
Scattered 'cross my family line I'm so good at telling lies, That came from my mother's side - Jude and Taryn can both lie because they are mortals like their mom
God, I have my father's eyes, but my sister's when I cry i can run, but I can't hide from my family line - the eyes part can be applicable to both Jude and Vivi tbh because Jude comes to a realisation later in the books that she became just like madoc bc of his training, 'eyes are the windows to soul' after all, but in a more physical senses, Vivi has her dad's eyes.
Its hard to put it into words how the holidays will always hurt, i watch the fathers with their little girls, and wonder what I did to deserve this - Jude, Vivi and Taryn not coming terms with the fact that their dad Justin is gone forever.
How could you hurt a little kid?I can't forget, I can't forgive you, cause now I'm scared that everyone I love will leave me - VIVIENNE DUARTEE
Oh, all that I did to try to undo It all of my pain and all your excuses i was a kid but I wasn't clueless (Someone who loves you wouldn't do this)All of my past, I tried to erase It but now I see, would I even change it? - Jude having a traumatic past but also mentioned that without it, she wouldn't have been as strong as she was
Might share a face and share a last name, but(We are not the same) - Taryn and Jude on their differences as twins
i just thought about lily evans doing archery and i think i need to lie down for a second
Sorry not sorry but trans Regulus Black will always be my fav Regulus Black
okay bear with me but what if jegudoralily. what if pandora/lily/james/regulus. what then huh. what then!
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james is greedy with love, he’s all grabby hands and bite marks. he was raised generously, he could play rough with his toys and they would be fixed the next day.
regulus is gentle in love, he’s all cheek kisses and hair-playing. he was raised to be delicate, his dolls were porcelain and ready to cut him if he loved too hard.
Spell - Oct 3 - @rosekillermicrofic - 1,041 words - Warnings: none, just Barty being a little freak
Contrary to popular belief, Barty actually loved attending his friends’ shows. Of course, he was obliged to bitch and moan about having to attend, and he had to act like it was the utmost inconvenience to make his way to whatever venue they had secured that Saturday night. Deep down, he was sure his friends knew he loved coming, because they never stopped inviting him, and he, for his part, never stopped showing up for them.
But his least favorite show was always the Halloween show. It was probably the band’s favorite, or at least the manager’s favorite, because the crowd was always the biggest on Halloween. Something about the holiday made people excited to see live music, even if they had no idea what band was playing, which was beneficial for Emerald Envy. But the crowd was always too drunk and too pushy, so Barty typically had to stand further back than he usually would.
His solution was to come early that Halloween, so he ended up at the venue a full hour before the show was supposed to start. The bar was mostly empty, as it was only 8:00 p.m. and most people wouldn’t be here for another hour or more, except for the band setting up and doing soundcheck. Pandora, as always, squealed excitedly upon seeing him.
“Bartemius Crouch, Jr.!” She called out, and Barty winced at the use of his full name. “It has simply been too long since I’ve last seen you!”
Barty only chuckled, splaying his arms wide as she ran up to him to pull him into a tight hug. “I missed you too, Miss Pandora Rosier.”
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Pandora gushed as she pulled back, already heading back to the small stage. “You’ll stay for the whole show, right? Oh, you’ll have to meet my brother, he’s coming today!”
“Ah, the elusive brother you always speak about,” Barty mused, following her retreating form. On the stage, Regulus and Dorcas were each tuning their instruments, ignoring the two of them completely.
“Yes, he’s finally back from studying in France,” Pandora said excitedly. “I told him he just had to come tonight, not that he’s very excited to stand in a crowd of people tonight, but he’ll show up for me.”
Barty snorted. What she meant was, I will make him show up for me. Pandora was lovely, but one did not simply deny her anything.
“I hope I run into him later, then,” Barty said, having no idea how true that would be.
Barty’s original plan did not work. Coming to the venue early meant he had time to hang out with his friends before the show, but it did not mean that the people who showed up later than him wouldn’t shove him out of the way, which was exactly what had happened. He ended up in the very back of the bar, leaning up against the wall as he watched his friends perform. It was a rare song in which Dorcas joined Pandora in singing, and their lovely melodies filled the air.
If he’d had a drink for every drunk woman dressed as a witch, he would be shitfaced already, and it had only been an hour. As it was, Barty was nursing his second drink of the night, glaring at anyone who tried to approach him. Somehow, some guy still ran into him, even with Barty leaning out of the way against a wall, and sending out the general aura of don’t fuck with me. He spun to the right to confront the man, but the words died on his tongue as he took in his appearance.
It had to be Pandora’s brother. He had the same chestnut skin against white-blond hair twisted into dreads, the same sharp cheekbones and unnervingly bright blue eyes. Except on this man, the combination of those features was utterly lethal. Barty felt as if he’d been punched in the gut, and the guy hadn’t even said a word yet. Barty was well aware he’d just spun around dramatically only to gape like a fish, but he honestly felt as if he could do nothing else. The blond man, Pandora’s brother, the fucking god, had the audacity to raise his brow at him.
I put a spell on you, because you’re mine
Distantly, Barty could hear Dorcas and Pandora singing together, but he couldn’t hear the words. He was enraptured by the angel in front of him. Literally an angel — as in, he was dressed in too-tight, white jeans, paired with a nearly-see-through white t-shirt. Then there were the feathery little wings strapped on his back and the halo sitting daintily on his head, both clearly made for a child. Barty hadn’t dressed up, but he wished then that he was wearing all red.
“Uh, hi?” The man said, raising his brow even higher when Barty did nothing but stare at him.
“You bumped into me,” Barty said rudely, stupidly. “I’m Barty.”
“Sorry,” the man said, but the corners of his lips lifted in a smirk, which suggested he wasn’t feeling any remorse whatsoever. “You must’ve been in the way.”
The gall of this man. Barty was going to eat him alive. “My name is Barty,” he repeated, taking a step closer. “What’s yours?”
The man stared at him for a long moment, eyes tracking every movement of his face. Barty caught a flash of silver when he opened his mouth, and he had to hold back a moan when he realized the man was fiddling with his tongue piercing. Barty wanted to feel that piercing with his own tongue. He wanted to feel it on the underside of his—
“Evan,” the man — Evan — grunted. “I’m Evan.”
Barty grinned like a shark, chancing another step forward into Evan’s space entirely, pressing them together chest-to-chest. “Hello, Evan.”
I put a spell on you, because you’re mine
Barty heard the words loud and clear this time. He swore he caught Pandora’s eyes sparkling all the way across the bar. She had planned this all along, the little minx. As Evan leaned forward to nose along the line of his neck, his breath hot against Barty’s skin, he couldn’t find it in himself to care.
Mostly a fit study but also a contribution to white streak!regulus because I’m obsessed
it’s drarry season every season but it slaps hardest in the last few months of the year. there’s just something different like eating in-season produce at the right time. trying to let go of being too clean and go ham on textures and shapes instead. what’s your favorite detail?
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This season means so much to me:')❤️🩹
Can I try again?
Number 12, Grimmauld Place.
