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~accidental legimency~

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“Why is he so pretty? Nobody should be that pretty.”

Those are the first words Regulus Black hears when he walks into the library. When Barty hexed him with temporary legimency - where he can only hear thoughts about himself - he’d expected it to be odd, and probably a little insulting in some cases, but he never expected this.

He tries to ignore it, and goes to the shelves lined with potions books, but that voice comes through again.

“His hair looks so good today, I wish he’d let me touch it. His hair is probably so soft.”

Regulus stares straight ahead, forcing his eyes to stay on the shelves and not try to pick out which of these students seems so enticed by his hair and face. He recognises the voice, vaguely, but not enough to know who exactly it is thinking these things.

He shudders, picks out the book he needs and darting to a nearby seat. He looks through his bag and starts digging for his quill - only to realise that in the chaos of that morning, he must have left his slytherin dorm with Barty’s satchel instead of his own. So instead of quills, ink, books or literally any normal thing - Regulus instead finds a pair of terrifying looking scissors, a lock of blonde hair that looks suspiciously like Evan Rosier’s, and a glass jar filled with…snake skin - he thinks.

Regulus grimaces, and drops the jar back into the bag, before raking a hand through his hair and trying to decide which of his classmates he should ask for a pen from. Then he hears that voice again.

“Oh he doesn’t have his quill - that's weird, Regulus is usually so organised.”

He resists the urge to out loud shout ‘I am organised - I’m just best friends with a chaos demon’ when the voice continues.

“I have a spare quill, maybe I should- yes-yes I will. That’s a good enough excuse to talk to him. Okay - here I go.”

Regulus’ eyes widen, realising what is about to happen and holding his breath for this voice to become a face and body and name.

Someone taps his shoulder, and he turns around fast enough to almost fall off his chair.

“Hey Reg, I saw you didn’t have a quill.” He hears - in that voice.

He sees the outstretched quill first, then follows it to the exposed muscled forearm and the shirt rolled up to his elbows. He keeps going and finds himself staring right at the face of the school's quidditch star, his brother's best friend, and the boy Regulus has been sort of obsessed with since his first year when he first met the boy.

He gapes at James Potter, waiting for this all to be revealed as some elaborate, horrible joke.

“Oh Godric, why is he staring like that? Do I have something on my face? He must think I’m so weird. Fucking damnit James.”

Regulus hears, and actually startles back. Holy shit. This is James - James thinks he's pretty, and wants to stroke his hair and talk to him.

“Sorry, I thought you needed a quill- I’ll um- see ya round Reggie.” James starts to ramble, all flustered and adorable, and begins to retreat back to his seat.

Regulus reaches out and takes him by the wrist, pulling him closer.

“What is he- oh.” James sighs both inwardly and outwardly, as Regulus lifts his hand and places it on top of his head, into his nest of curls.

He smiles, sheepishly. “I think you’re pretty too.”

James turns bright red for a moment, then grins and sinks down into the seat next to him, and keeps brushing his fingers through Regulus’ hair as the boy quietly studies.

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April 16 - desire - 261 words - @rosekillermicrofic

When Evan arrived home from work and the lights in their apartment were out, he knew it was one of those days.

He sets his keys down and grabs a few essentials. A granola bar, a bottle of water, a heating pad. He trails over to the closed bedroom door and enters.

On the bed is a Barty-shaped lump. Simply staring but not truly seeing, faced towards the wall. Evan sets the things on the dresser beside the bed and climbs in next to him.

At first, Evan just holds Barty, his head on his chest, hands running through his hair. Then, Barty shatters. Sobs wrack his body as he falls apart in Evan's arms. Evan can only hold him, desperately trying to keep him together.

It takes a while, but eventually the tears stop but Evan never stops holding the other man.

"Do you think you can eat something for me, ma moitié?" Barty nods slightly and Evan helps him up, slowly helping him eat the granola bar and drink some water.

"I'm sorry, Rosie." Barty eventually croaks out. Evan only guides him back to his chest and turns on one of Barty's favorite movies. "You have nothing to apologize for, Bee."

He falls asleep and Evan curses every adult who made his lover feel like having desires is selfish. That asking for help is weak. That made his mind unsafe and frightful for him on these days.

All Evan can do is watch and try to help him through it. But Bartemius Crouch Sr. had better count his days.

#first microfic #lets gooooo #rosekiller #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #dead gay wizards from the 70s #marauders #marauders era

Stunned | for @steddiemicrofic 's April prompt: Fool

pairing: steddie (duh) | word count: 454 | rated: M | on AO3

"Quite the day, wasn’t it, m’lord?”

“Oh yeah, quite the day.” Steve laughs at his side; The party trucks on ahead of the pair, tired, tacky with sweat and dust from the long day at the faire.

“Only one thing would’ve made it better, hm? Perhaps the acquisition of a new lady friend would’ve sealed the deal for you?"

Steve smirks, shaking his head only slightly, so his borrowed (though made of very real metal) crown doesn’t fall. “Perhaps.”

“I, of course, still haven’t been able to conquer the lingering presence of my long lost, unknown love.” Eddie woes on, for the umpteenth time, “His sandy brown locks, those perfect brown-green eyes that met mine across a crowded hall only the once…”

He’s playing with fire, with lava more like, trying to pull this shit. Though, luckily, it seems Steve is none the wiser—

Steve groans in irritation, stopping Eddie with him on the packed dirt path. “Would you stop that?”

“What ever could you mean, Stevie?” Eddie grins, despite the rock that sits heavily in his stomach.

“Stop making it seem like you don’t have a thing for me. As if the ‘soft-haired, hazel-eyed love’ that ‘Edmund’s been going on about isn’t-–”

Eddie cuts him off in return, managing a clipped “I know not what you mean.”, before attempting to flee, hurrying off down the path ahead of them after the rest.

“Do not take me for a fool, Edmund,” Steve calls after him, effectively rooting Eddie to the spot.

For a brief moment, Eddie’s thoughts whirl; When did– Does Ste– Hang on, where’s this coming from? Steve had played along with his kingly role today, though only sparingly–

Steve is at Eddie’s side at the same moment, whispering low into his ear. “I know it is I that… troubles you.”

Eddie's head whips over, taking in Steve’s hooded gaze and confident expression.

He gulps, feeling his face flush hot with color. “Forgive me, your Majesty, I did not think–”

“No, you didn’t.” Steve states, authority in his voice that has all Eddie’s brain power rushing south.

“Now, are you going to allow me to tell you of the troubles you’ve caused me without interruptions, or should I take… preventive measures?”

“Preventative?” Eddie squeaks as Steve pulls him toward the lengthening shadows of the forest around them.

Steve nods, eyes still hooded. “I would normally offer my services,” the image of Steve on his knees in front of him shoots through Eddie's mind. “But it seems it is you who needs to listen.”

The Eddie who took Steve's place in the vision has nothing on the Eddie who emerges 30 minutes later with Steve’s crown on his head and dirt on his knees.

#first microfic #woo!!#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve harrington x eddie munson #eddie munson x steve harrington #steddiemicrofic #st #stranger things #ren faire #eddeve #steveddie #noelle writes

Jegulus Microfic- Regs' first "I love you." (Be kind, This is my first time writing on here)

Its Monday, which means Regulus is at home as he has no classes on Mondays. He should be studying, really he should be but he's busy thinking about James.

James is at work and won't be back until 5pm, this sucks for a number of reasons, the first being Regulus is busy thinking about the many things they could be doing if he was home.

The second and arguably the most important is the fact that when James left early this morning he, as per usual, said to Reg "Love you, see you later" emphasized by a kiss on Regulus' forehead, the problem with this is that Reg didn't say it back, he never does.

This has never bothered James, but it's bothering Regulus because now he wants to say it, he just doesn't know how. He has tried before but the words always seem to get stuck in his throat. He chokes on them every time. He has been practicing non-stop for the entire day and when the clock hits 5 he believes he's as ready as he'll ever be.

"Hey baby," James says when he finds him on the couch.

"Hey" regulus replies

After a moment of James looking at him because somehow he always knows when something is up with regulus. He decides to bite the bullet and just spit it out.

"I need to talk to you," he says, visibly nervous

his boyfriend replies with a simple "Ohky"

"James I..." the words once again die in his throat

He clears his throat and tries again " James, I love you"

Regulus obviously expected a reaction from James but not this one because James is crying literal tears, and he has his arms around Reg in a matter of seconds and is busy murmuring his love and appreciation for the other boy, he keeps on saying that he is happy he finally said it and Regulus thinks in the corner of his mind that this reaction was worth all of the practice and he's a bit upset with himself because he didn't say it sooner

CONGRATSSS FIRST OF ALL ⁽⁽٩(๑˃̶͈̀ ᗨ ˂̶͈́)۶⁾⁾

second of all id love to read a lil about platonic moonwater being besties id just love that hihi :DD

THANK YOU!!!

This is my first fic I'm ever posting (or writing tbh) so please be patient!

Also I kinda screwed up the promot so its kinda newer into their friendship but I hope you enjoy.

#thanks for the ask!#platonic moonwater #remus and regulus #remus lupin #regulus black #barty crouch jr #dorcas meadowes #sorry it became more barty and regulus centered #it just kinda happened #i hope you don't mind #first microfic #first fic #hopefully it doesn’t suck #marauders microfics #microfic

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It's about community. In Gilli's eyes he saw a missed opportunity, a dream — Merlin imagined a world where "their kind" could live together, live in villages, be free and open to each other, where they could practice magic and use it for good.

A world, where they could pass the knowledge down to children, who wouldn't have to grow up lonely and afraid of themselves. A world, where they wouldn't be outlaws just for who they were, where they would not be afraid to show their true selves.

A longing for that world, which was not real but seemed so essential it hurt, arose from deep within his soul.

Maybe one day it will happen.

We're kin. It can happen.

But it couldn't, because Merlin knew he could never leave Arthur. Not really. It was his destiny, it was his desire, now, not to leave him. It was his chosen destiny.

He became his family. They all did. There was no leaving them.

So it remained a dream. Maybe one day. In the future. When Arthur is king and all is well. When he won't have to choose between family and kin.

Longing×Family @merthurmicrofic (192 words)

#bbc merlin #merthur #microfic #first microfic #it became a mix of the two prompts

february 14: @jegulus-microfic prompt: lips. word count: 204

Remus' jumpers are a must-have in everyone's wardrobe, simply too cozy and warm to resist. Even Regulus couldn't deny it.

Jasmine wears one of his "ugliest" jumpers nearly every day—the one covered with numerous eyes. Surprisingly, the only other person who wears it is James.

"Is that my jumper?" Jasmine questions Regulus as he strolls down to the Gryffindor table, likely eyeing her plate for a sausage.

"When was it ever yours?" Remus interjects, arching an eyebrow. Jasmine gives him a sheepish glance before mimicking his expression and turning towards Regulus.

"I clearly remember you saying, and I quote, 'That's the ugliest fucking jumper I've ever seen.'"

"Stop being dramatic," Regulus retorts, rolling his eyes.

"'Stop being dramatic,' he says. Alright Mr. my-brother-is-Sirius-Black," she counters sarcastically, her lips curling into a smirk. Across the table, Sirius shoots her a dirty look.

"Not that I mind, just curious where you got it from, because James had taken it yest..."

Regulus freezes like a deer caught in headlights.

Everything erupts at once. James nearly chokes on his coffee, Sirius realizes what's happening just a tad too late, and Regulus is already bolting.

James joins him, both Jasmine and Sirius chasing after them, yelling simultaneously: "YOU BROTHERFUCKER!"

#idk how to write okay #JASMINE IS MY OC BTW #shes james' twin #shes also a lesbian #shes me #first microfic #jegulus #jegulus microfic #regulus black #james potter #sirius black #oc #james' sister #marauders headcanon #valentines day #black brothers #potter siblings #how many tags are too many

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Trans Regulus microfic ft. the Black brothers + background Jegulus. 1,058 words. or, Sirius helps Regulus with his first proper haircut :)

Edit from beyond the grave: I uploaded it to my ao3! (<-linked for convenience) Feel free to pop on over there at your leisure, or just read it below :)