#write reggie

[fandoms--fluff]

Quiet Time

Female Slytherin reader x Regulus Black

Summary: you spend some quiet, soft time with your boyfriend

Warnings: mentions of a fight and Reggie's great parents.

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"Hey come on, let's go back to the dorms" You quietly tell your boyfriend, Regulus. He and Sirius had just gotten into one of their fights in the hallway, ending with Sirius giving him a black eye. It's one of the few arguments between the brothers that has escalated this much.

He has been standing in the empty hallway ever since, not caring about how the skin around his eye starting to become purple.

He looks up at you for a moment before slightly nodding and taking your outstretched hand. You guys walk down to the common room and make your way up to his dorm.

He's glad when you guys get inside, Barty and Evan aren't there. The last thing he needs is two of the nosiest people he knows in here when he looks like this.

You pull out your wand and lift it up to his face. He immediately flinches back the second he sees you pull out your wand.

"Hey, I wasn't going to hurt you, baby. I was just going to cast a healing spell for your eye, cause I'm pretty sure you don't want our friends seeing this. Is that okay?" You explain to him softly, knowing how skittish and gentle he can be after fights with his brother or mother and father.

"Oh. I'm sorry. It's okay, I just..um, I.. you can do the spell" He looks down as if he were ashamed of himself. If he does, you're not surprised, knowing about his childhood and his home life.

"It's alright, nothing to be sorry for. Here, just sit down and it'll only take a second to heal" You lead him over to his bed.

Once he's sitting, you hook a finger under his chin and tilt his head up so you have a better view of his injured eye. You bring your wand up again and quickly cast the spell, healing him right away. No one can even tell it was there in the first place.

"There, all healed" You kiss him softly.

"Thanks, Y/n/n" He gives you a small smile. "No problem, I'm always here for you" You say as you lay down beside where he's sitting. He follows, now lying beside you.

You signal him to turn the other way, and he compliently does. You then spoon him, holding him close to you. "Don't tell anyone" He whispered. "Don't worry, I won't, baby" You kiss the crown of his head.

You know he secretly loves being the little spoon and how you call him 'baby'. Though he'll never admit it.

You love it when he's all soft like this. The upcoming of how this one turned out wasn't something you want to have repeated. You hate what happens to your boyfriend because of his family, but you'll give his as much love as he needs in replace of all he doesn't get.

#regulus black #regulus black x female reader #regulus black x reader #regulus black x fem reader #sirius black #reggie loves being the little spoon #cute regulus #cute #fluff #imagines #fanfic #writing #comfort #timothée chalamet #harry potter #marauders era #slytherin skittles

[msvanillalatte]

Fallen for a Black

James: *nervous* Hey Moony, how did you figure out you liked Sirius?

Moony: I suppose that I've always liked him, we've always been friends.

James: I mean... Romantically.

Moony: Hm, I don't know. I guess I just get really happy, I want to tell him how much I love him, and hug him everywhere.

*James stares at Remus with wide eyes*

James: Oh fuck, I think I've fallen for a Black.

Remus: Oh?.......OH.

*Sirius enters the room*

Sirius: *smug* I knew you would fall for me eventually...

*sees Regulus walking by and James's blush*

Sirius: Wait... JAMES?!

Remus: I'm out.

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #prongs #reggie #harry potter #writing #fanfic #marauders #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin #atyd marauders #atyd #gay wizards #the marauders #moony #padfoot #sirius orion black #remus john lupin #wolfstar #starchaser

[squishiefelix]

After Julie visits the Pattersons a second time she mentions that they should stop by to look at the studio where Sunset Curve practiced, it was a great idea at the time.

Julie, Alex and Luke are mentally preparing for Luke's parents to show up. When Reggie suddenly poofs in, looking far more panicked than ever before.

"Luke's parents are here, Ray made them drinks, he's such a gentleman. Oh, right, they were talking about Sunset Curve - very cool to hear them talking about us by the way. That's not why I'm here though, why am I here? OH RIGHT! Ray is kind of talking to them about Julie and The Phantoms and he said he's going to show them a video..."

So, whilst Julie makes a run for the house, the boys get a headstart just as Ray has loaded a video of their Edge of Great performance. Alex keeps hitting the space bar to pause the video, battling with Ray who keeps trying to get the video to play. Luke is pacing the room, a little bit panicked that his parents might find out about his presence. Meanwhile, Reggie is having a one-sided conversation with Ray about how he's a better person than this.

Julie gets in and lies about the internet being down, but Ray just says "no worries, I have the video saved" Julie just closes the laptop and laughs nervously about how they don't need to see it, they're here to see their son's old studio after all. Luckily it works, and as she leads the Pattersons away, Ray is just left a little bit dumbfounded about it all.

Later, they realise that they have no way of stopping the Pattersons searching Julie and The Phantoms on their own accord, they just have to hope they won't.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #alex mercer #reggie peters #ray molina #emily patterson #mitch patterson #if i wasn't working on original stuff right now i'd consider writing this properly because it sounds fun and chaotic and emotional

[lindenattic]

here's how i spent my afternoon

full size cause i forgot that tumblr squashes things down

#ls dunes #and all 5 members. and the 20something bands that the five of them in total have been in. #and all ~100 people who have ever been in any of those bands #and the ~180 additional bands that all of them have ever been in #EXCEPT I FUCKIN FORGOT REGGIE AND THE FULL EFFECT LOL #theres definitely other shit im missing too. whatever #i am not tagging fucking anything else for this #someday im gonna expand this. im gonna go through all those 180 fuckin bands and write down all the people that have ever been in them #and itll be beautiful hell.

[adiraargent]

Stargazing - Regulus Black

wc: 1.1k warnings: fluff, established relationship Summary: Regulus takes your stargazing, showing off his knowledge

The night sky stretched above you like a vast canvas, speckled with an array of twinkling stars. It was Saturday night and Regulus told you he wanted some alone time with just the two of you and had suggested stargazing. So you both found yourselves nestled in a secluded corner of the Hogwarts grounds, away from the castle's hustle and bustle.

As you lay on a soft blanket spread across the grass, wrapped up in both Regulus' jumper and his right arm, Regulus pointed out the constellations one by one, his voice carrying a gentle cadence that seemed to match the serene stillness of the night.

You were so focused on where he was pointing that you didn't even notice the small, love-filled glances that he kept shooting in your direction. He couldn't help it, you just looked so beautiful, your slightly tired face, the reflection of the stars in your eyes, and your own constellation of freckles that kissed your cheeks.

"That cluster of stars over there," he began, his finger tracing the shape in the sky, his eyes shooting back up to the sky, "that's Orion's Belt. According to ancient myths, Orion was a great hunter, and those three stars mark his belt."

You listened intently, captivated by Regulus's passion for the stars and the tales woven within them. His explanations were accompanied by an endearing enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he shared the stories passed down through generations.

He continued, pointing out Cassiopeia, Draco, and Ursa Major, his voice laced with knowledge and fascination. Each constellation held a story, and Regulus narrated them with such vividness that it felt as if the stars had come alive in the sky above you.

As the night deepened, you found yourself lost in the beauty of the celestial display, but it wasn't just the stars that enchanted you; it was Regulus's gentle presence and the way he spoke with such reverence for the night sky.

He looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "See that constellation there? That's Lyra, the harp. It's said to represent the lyre played by the legendary musician Orpheus."

You marveled at how Regulus's eyes lit up as he spoke, his passion for astronomy making the night feel more magical. His words painted a vivid picture of the ancient tales behind each star cluster, and you couldn't help but be drawn deeper into his explanations.

The conversation shifted from constellations to more personal topics. Regulus spoke about his dreams, his aspirations, and his deepest thoughts, and you reciprocated, sharing your own hopes and fears under the vast canopy of stars.

Neither of you were 100% sure what you wanted to do when you graduated, but you both knew you wanted to move out from home as soon as possible... the two of you spoke of running off together and then maybe starting a career in Quidditch. Regulus smiled softly as he watched you go on a mini rant about how when you get your shared house, the two of you could get a bunch of pets.

Occasionally, the conversation would quiet down, and you both would just lie there, side by side, enveloped in the tranquility of the night. The peace was punctuated by soft whispers, the occasional laughter, and shared glances that spoke volumes.

Regulus turned on his side, now wrapping both his arms around you and pulling you into his chest, "Reg?"

You were confused by his sudden movement, he had went from looking at the stars to now having his face buried into your neck, his warm breathes tickling your skin.

"Jus' don' want ya to get co'" he mumbled into your neck, his voice muffled

"Mhmm," you grinned sarcastically, yet you still brought your hand up to his head, burying your fingers into his dark locks and massaging his scalp softly.

Time seemed to stand still in that moment, as if the stars themselves had aligned to create this perfect harmony between you and Regulus. It was as if the night had paused just for the two of you to exist within its tranquil embrace.

The two of you wished that it could be like this forever, both in your own little world wrapped in the arms of your love. A world where there was no war, no death eaters, no school and no parents who couldn't care less about you.

As the night deepened, the air grew cooler, and the soft touch of Regulus's lips on your forehead brought a warmth that transcended the night's chill. His tender gesture was a silent reassurance, a whisper of care that made your heart flutter.

With the stars as witnesses, you shifted closer to Regulus, the blanket now cocooning you both in a shared haven. His arm around you tightened ever so slightly, pulling you snug against his chest, a silent invitation to seek solace in his embrace.

In the midst of the cosmic spectacle above, your gazes locked in an unspoken understanding. The night's silence was interrupted only by the hushed exchanges between you both, the soft murmurs and shared confidences blending seamlessly with the gentle rustle of leaves.

In a moment of daring, your fingers found their way to Regulus's, intertwining with his in a tender clasp. It was a subtle gesture, but the electric current that surged between your intertwined hands spoke volumes, bridging the gap between you in a language that words couldn't convey.

Regulus's touch was a comfort, a magnetic pull that drew you closer with an unspoken promise of safety and belonging. His fingers traced delicate patterns on your skin, a gesture that sent tingles down your spine and stirred emotions you couldn't quite articulate.

Under the starlit sky, Regulus leaned in, his lips brushing against your temple in a tender kiss, his silent declaration of affection warming your entire being. It was a gentle caress, a whisper of adoration that resonated deeper than any spoken words.

Regulus turned to you, a soft smile gracing his features. "Thank you for tonight," he said, his voice carrying a warmth that mirrored the celestial glow above. "I haven't felt this at peace in a long time."

You met his gaze, feeling a connection that transcended words, a sense of kinship and understanding that lingered in the silent spaces between your shared gazes.

"I could stay here forever," you whispered, a sentiment that echoed the unspoken bond between you and Regulus, forged under the infinite expanse of the night sky.

As the hours waned, Regulus shifted closer, his arm encircling you in a gentle hold. His lips found yours in a tender yet passionate kiss, a silent promise of unwavering devotion that lingered in the fleeting moments shared beneath the star-studded sky.

The night eventually bid its farewell, but the memories etched in the fabric of that evening remained—an intimate constellation of shared gazes, gentle touches, and stolen kisses that made the night an unforgettable testament to the love you both shared.

Written by adiraargent

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#fluff #adiraargent #harry potter imagines #slytherin imagines #slytherin x yn #writing prompt #regulus black #regulus deserved better #regulus being regulus #regulus black x reader #regulus black kinnie #regulus black x you #the marauders #marauders #marauders era #the marauders era #reggie black #regulus black fluff #regulus black imagine #regulus black imagines #regulus x reader #regulus black x reader fluff #i love him your honor #harry potter fandom #harry potter rp #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter marauders #hp fanfic #quidditch #request

[emlovessid]

november 6, pride, 106 words unofficial jegulus microfics with @onehundredflamingos

Sirius is walking down the hall, about to call out for James’ help to braid his hair for the parade when he stops short in Regulus’ doorway. 

Through the open door of the ensuite, he can see Regulus perched on the vanity, James standing between his legs. He’s holding Regulus’ jaw gently with one hand while the other is painting a small pride flag on his cheek.

It’s not like he’s caught them doing anything inappropriate, but Sirius still feels like he’s intruding; the smile on Regulus’ lips as they talk quietly between them somehow seems more intimate than if he had.

His braids can wait.

#reggie's first pride #and james' first for himself and not just to support sirius and remus #jegulus #jegulus fic #marauders #sometimes i write things

[kiwi2229]

Happy birthday

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 599 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: snitch

“Regulus!” James’ voice echoes through the corridor. It was late afternoon, and classes were already over so he was planning to spend the rest of the day in the library.

“Potter.” Regulus turns around sighting. James stops in front of him, his hand behind his back, smiling. It takes willpower for Regulus not to stare at his lips. “Do you need something?”

“Happy birthday,” James says softly. Well, Regulus certainly wasn’t expecting this.

“How-“ Regulus is about to ask. He never told anyone at Hogwarts. So, the only way James knows is… He narrows his eyes “That little snitch. Sirius told you.”

James nods sheepishly. “You don’t celebrate your birthday?”

“No,” Regulus answers shortly.

“Why?” James looks truly sad. Like it was the biggest tragedy.

Because at least this way I don't have to watch them forget about it. He thinks but instead says “It’s not a big deal. Just a regular day as any other.” He shrugs.

“Oh, if you prefer it this way,” James says, and no Regulus does not prefer it this way. He would love to celebrate his birthday, with his friends and his brother. But it was never an option. His parents used his birthday to have dinner with important people focusing on politics instead of their son. And in Hogwarts Regulus just resignated. Even though he watched others have a nice lunch or small party with a longing look in his eyes, he never asked for his own celebration.

“Anyway, I got you something.” James smiles again and hands Regulus a package wrapped in green wrapping paper with a silver ribbon.

“You got me a present?” Regulus breathes out in awe. He certainly did not expect this. Regulus talks to Sirius’ friends from time to time. But he didn’t think they cared about him. He was just the little brother of their best friend, nothing more.

“Of course, I did!” James grins but then his smile falls slightly. Regulus immediately wants to destroy anything that makes James’ smile waver. “I… Sirius told me just two days ago, so I didn’t have much time. It’s not anything special, but…” He gestures to the package.

Oh, if this boy only knew how much it means to Regulus that he got a present. And specially from James, the boy who he is pining about for ages. Regulus carefully unties the ribbon and unwraps the paper. Inside is a black notebook with gold ornaments drawn on it. Next to it is a matching calligraphy set. It’s beautiful.

He looks up to see James nervously watching his reaction. And for once Regulus lets himself to be happy. He smiles at James. “Thank you, it’s great. I really like it.” He shifts his gaze back to the gift nervously, because James is watching him earnestly, and he is too close, and Regulus wants him. He always wants him.

“I’m glad you like it. So, happy birthday Reg. You were walking somewhere, so I don't want to keep you. See you around, yeah?” James says.

Regulus nods. “Yeah, see you around.” James lingers at the same spot for a moment longer, but when none of them say anything more he turns around and starts walking away.

“James?” Regulus calls for him before he can stop himself. The boy in question turns around with a bright smile. “Thank you.”

Regulus was never into birthday wishes. It was silly in his eyes and never came true. But maybe this year he can allow himself to wish for one thing or more precisely one person. He closes his eyes and makes his wish.

#Someone give Reggie a hug please #This made me sad but i promise you next year he will get his celebration #regulus black #james potter #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #jegulus microfic #jegulus #sunseeker #marauders #marauders era #kiwi2229 writes microfics

[lunarlivs]

evan rosier is such a pretty fucking name, for no other reason than to make barty crouch jr sound like an even uglier name

#it’s stunningggggg #rosie baby #ughhhhhh #barty crouch jr #on the other hand #he was CURSED with that name #btw anytime i write him #his friends call him only B or bee #bc i thinks it’s sweet #and then he’ll call evan (or reggie idc) honey #and then you know #honey bee #CUTE #evan rosier

[multifandomsimagine]

Author's Note: It's still the 10th where I am but I know it's already the 11th where you are so, happy birthday to the best mutual ever ❤️

Imagine the guys making you breakfast for your birthday

— Birthday Present #1 for @cantstoptheimagines —

Of the three, Luke was definitely the worst cook in the group. For one, he had never really had to cook before when he was still living with his parents; they were the ones who made sure that he had a hearty breakfast and a filling dinner each day. If Luke had his way, he would live off of Hot Pockets and Tostino's, something quick and easy to make so he could spend more time on music.

Alex was a decent cook. While he wouldn't burn down the kitchen when making himself a bowl of cereal, all he could really do was make simple meals: a grilled cheese, an omelet, mac and cheese. Much like Luke, Alex's parents would cook his meals for him but he did have to rely on himself more after things got tense when he came out to them.

Compared to the other two, Reggie was basically Emeril Lagasse. With money being tight at home, he was left by himself as soon as he was able to operate the stove. His parents spent so much time working - and arguing - and Reggie was left to fend for himself when he got home from school. With spatula in hand and having watched every episode of How to Boil Water and Essence of Emeril, Reggie was a master in the kitchen.

It was why the trio had decided that Reggie would take the lead in your birthday breakfast with Alex as his sous chef and Luke as the kitchen porter though the best-laid plans often went astray with the group.

Though the guys know you're a heavy sleeper and never get out of bed before ten in the morning, they don't want to risk raising their voices on the off chance your birthday is the day you decided to be a light sleeper. However, it was really hard to remember to not yell when Alex or Reggie caught sight of Luke's "improvements."

"Why are the flames so high?" Alex whisper-shouted, barely remembering to lower his voice as he dropped the knife he was using to cut up some fruit to rush over to the stove, turning the dial from high to low.

Luke lets out an offended "Hey!" but the blond ignores him as he's quick to snatch the spatula from Luke and scoops up the pancake from the pan. He moves to drop it onto the stack of pancakes, dropping it into the stack of pancakes Luke had already made.

"Hey! I was doing a good job!" Luke huffs out, gesturing to the four pancakes on the plates.

This is when Reggie walks over, having finished plating the breakfast scramble he had been in charge of.

"I did everything that you guys told me." Luke begins to list off the steps on his fingers. "I put butter on the pan, ladled a spoonful of batter onto the pan, checked to see that the side was brown before flipping it over, and made sure the other side was brown too before plating them."

"Not everything," Alex countered. "The flames were too high. Why'd you raise the heat?"

"I wanted to help out with the other stuff so I raised it so the pancakes would cook faster."

Reggie grabs a fork from the utensil drawer and moves to the plate of pancakes, cutting a piece off from the top pancake. Instead of being met with the sight of a light fluffy interior, the trio watches as batter oozes out of the pancake.

Luke snatches the fork from the bassist's hand and begins cutting into the other pancakes. Except for the first pancake that Alex had made as an example for Luke, they all ooze out batter and the three are left to stare at half-cooked pancakes.

"The pan was too hot. The outside of the pancake cooked before the inside could." Reggie sighs. "And now we have gooey pancakes."

Alex picks up the bowl of batter and takes a look before letting out a groan. "And only enough batter for like one pancake." He shows the bowl to the others.

"We could make more, right?" Luke runs a hand through his hair.

Reggie shakes his head. "I used the last of the eggs for the scramble."

"So all we have right now is the breakfast scramble, a bowl of fruit, and a cup of juice."

Luke's eyes dart around the kitchen, trying to find a solution. His eyes light up when he spots the house keys and his wallet before maneuvering his way to them. "I can buy more. Daniella’s sells eggs, right?" He raises his wallet up. "We have like two hours before [Name] wakes up. I'll be back in like fifteen minutes. I won't be the reason she starts off her birthday without her favorite breakfast."

#Luke Patterson x reader #Luke Patterson imagine #Luke Patterson imagines #Reggie Peters x reader #Reggie Peters imagine #Reggie Peters imagines #Alex Mercer x Reader #Alex Mercer imagine #Alex Mercer imagines #Julie and the Phantoms x reader #Julie and the Phantoms imagine #Julie and the Phantoms imagines #JATP x reader #JATP imagine #JATP imagines #yoshino writes imagines

[the0d00r]

SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE A WOLFSTAR OR JEGULUS FIC WITH THIS TROPE PLS

#the barista would be reg or remus #then the famous bitch would be sirius or james #like sprinkle in some reggie and remus being besties #and some black brothers drama #like someone pls write it #tbh i might but i already have a shit ton of wips #wolfstar #jegulus #sunseeker #starchaser #james potter #sirius and regulus #sirius black #regulus black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #james x regulus

[juneberrie]

BABE FOR THE WEEKEND reggie peters

author's note giggle giggle i loooove reggie peters

word count 0.4k

warnings fem!reader, fake dating, this is set in the 90s giggle giggle

ᥫ᭡ little romantic gestures ; trying to cook their favorite dish + pulling them in the warmest hugs

"reggie is something burning?" you ask. dropping your bag on the couch, you made your way into the shared tiny kitchen in the apartment that you, reggie, alex, and luke shared. seeing that the only pair of shoes on the living room carpet were reggie's, you assumed luke and alex were at work.

"no!! everything's fine," he yells.

"see, when you say 'everything's fine' its not reassuring." reggie stands in the middle of the kitchen holding a smoking pot, a panicked expression on his face.

"heyyyy." he drags out the word. "how are youuuuu?" he quickly tosses the contents of the pot into the sink. immediately making your way over to the sink, you peer in.

reggie picks you up by the waist and lifts you up into the air and away from the sink.

"how the hell do you burn spaghetti?" you laugh. reggie puts you down and smiles awkwardly.

"i was trying to make your favorite," he offers, pointing to the canned sauce on the scratched counter.

"why?" you ask. reggie cannot cook for the life of him. alex literally put up a sign (a sticky note on the fridge) saying he wasn't allowed to do anything more than microwave leftovers.

"i... have a favor to ask you," he starts. you groan and roll your eyes.

"this can't be good."

"no, no i swear it's not as bad as you think. its like super simple, please," he says.

"can't you ask luke or alex?" you say, going to the dishwasher to grab a (probably) clean glass. you fill it u with water as reggie follows you around the small space like a puppy dog.

"no. it has to be you," he deadpans. you turn and lift the now-full glass to your lips, gesturing for him to get on with it. "ineedyoutopretendtobemygirlfriendfortheweekendprettyprettyplease," he blurts out, face turning scarlet.

"hold on. say that all again, slowly." you finish off your glass and put it into the sink, next to the blackened spaghetti strands.

"i need you to.. pretend. to, uh, be my girlfriend?" upon seeing your expression, reggie adds, "just for the weekend! please! bobby's been on my ass about not having one and i really just wanna wipe that smirk off his fake-vegetarian fa—"

you cut him off. "sure."

"sure?" his face splits into the widest grin. he grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you into the warmest hug you've ever received, even surpassing the one alex gave you when he had the flu and a fever higher than everest. "you're seriously the best, y/n."

"hey, hey! only for the weekend!" you laugh into his worn flannel as he lifts you off your feet and spins you around.

"i love you! you're amazing," he says, putting you down and running out of the room, the biggest smile on his adorable face.

you look down at the burnt spaghetti in the sink. "i love you too, reg," you murmur.

#reginald (liz's version) #reggie peters #reggie peters x reader #reggie jatp #jatp #jatp x reader #julie and the phantoms #jatp fic #jatp fanfic #liz’s writing ♡

[capay9267]

Home

So, this got like really long. This is more one-shot than microfic but oh well.

Prompt by: @myfavcharacterdidntdrown

I held the box in my hands.

It was a Christmas present.

I had learned that Christmas wasn’t special.

It’s probably just a dress you’ll be forced to wear. That little voice in my head told me. 

Christmas is just an excuse for Mother and Father to smother you in everything feminine they can find. It told me as I held the box.

It was a flat cardboard box—one of the ones that usually holds clothes.

It’s a dre- The little voice in my head was cut off by Mrs. Potter’s sweet voice.

“You’re holding it upside down, sweetheart,” She always called me a combination of pet names.

She called all of us pet names.

Me, Siri, Remus, Peter, James… Hell, even Barty and Evan.

At first, it made me uncomfortable but now I feel this warmth bubble in my chest when she says them. 

I looked at her confused as I flipped the box over… then gasped.

“Regulus” was written across the box in Mrs. Potter’s fancy script.

Regulus.

Regulus was written across the box.

Regulus.

Not Revati.

Regulus.

My name was written across the box in Mrs. Potter’s fancy script.

The little voice disappeared as I carefully cut the tape with my fingernail and pulled open the box.

I pulled away the tissue paper and was met with… a… sports bra?

Wait-

That’s not-

Is it-

I must have looked shocked because James moved from the floor to sit on the couch beside me and rubbed my back.

“Is it…” I let my voice trail off as I looked from James to Siri and finally to Mrs. Potter.

“It’s a binder, love,” Mrs. Potter says as I carefully pick up the fabric as if it would disappear.

“Go try it on!” Siri said, excitement lacing his tone.

I stood up and walked upstairs with the fabric in hand.

After I put it on I looked at myself in the mirror. 

I picked up the shirt that I had been wearing before setting it back down. 

I picked up the sweater that Mrs. Potter had made me instead. 

It was green with a silver “R” across the front. 

It was slightly tighter than I usually wore but I found that it wasn’t uncomfortable like I thought it would be.

I turned to the side and ran my hands over my now flat chest.

It was incredible.

Tears filled my eyes as James, Evan, and Barty entered the room.

I opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words.

“I know, darling,” James said as he walked over to me.

He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. Barty and Evan joined and I was surrounded by the warmth and love of my boyfriends.

This.

This is what home feels like.

#marauders #fanfiction #writing #writers on tumblr #fanfic #harry potter #i'm on a rosestarkillerchaser brain rot rn #rosestarkillerchaser #trans ftm #transgender #trans regulus #trans reggie #trans james potter #harry potter marauders #regulus black x barty crouch jr. x james potter x evan rosier #james potter #regulus black #barty crouch jr #evan rosier

[resident-gay-bitch]

thinking about little trans reggie who’s getting some hate in school after coming out and stumbling over his own feet and trying not to blush when his big brothers best friend puffs his chest out in the corridors and clears the way by calling “watch it, quidditch captain coming through! look at him like that again and i’ll make you the target of the marauders next prank” and delivering reggie safely to his classroom.

AND ALSO thinking about little reggie walking out of class with his friends and seeing a red faced james running full pelt for him and stopping to lean up against the wall and catch his breath before saying “what’s next, potions?” and then regulus pointing right across the corridor from where he just left his last class and saying, “yes, it’s right there, potter” and james shrugging him off and walking him across the hall anyway with a bright smile saying “you never know what could happen in these corridors reggie, best to stay safe. i’ll pick you up for lunch after, be safe!” and running off to get to his own class on the other side of the school trying to get there on time again.

james gets a lot of late detentions that year but he doesnt seem to mind one bit, and he Always shows up to walk reggie to his class and ward off the bullies

and regulus tries his best not to fall in love

#jegulus #au i don’t have the time to write #if someone writes soemthing like this please let me know #trans reggie #james x regulus #the marauders

[autistpride]

Autism Acceptance

Prompt day 6: April 6

Amnesia AU

Word count: 1500

@wolfstarmicrofic

Remus was worried that his parents would say no. That they wouldn’t even listen to what he had to say and shut the conversation down. Remus knew he needed less support than he used to, but he was doing so well.

Remus had scripted his pitch in his head daily, sometimes multiple times a day, for the last week. As the number of days increased, so did Remus’ anxiousness. He began to pace and wring his hands. He started to withdraw and stopped speaking.

The change did not go unnoticed and finally Hope called a family meeting to have it out.

“Okay Remus, you’ve been wearing holes in the carpet again and I am pretty sure you should be wearing your compression gloves from how much swelling you’ve caused in your hands over the last week. What’s going on?”

Remus’ knees bounced and his hands clenched on the trousers of his pants. He took a breath and shook out his hands before he rose to his feet and started to move around the room in laps.

“I was talking with Sirius when we had our last date. We went to the skating rink and then had ice cream, you remember?” Remus asked pausing to look at his parents who sat together on the settee.

Lyall motioned with his hand to continue. Remus started to speak and then paused. He tried again and then again. His carefully planned out proposal instead fell from his lips in a single sentence that sounded more like a demand.

“Sirius asked me to move in with him and I want to do it!”

Sirius had asked him to move in with him and Remus wanted to. He wanted to so badly. They had been dating for three years now and while Sirius had his own struggles at times due to his traumatic childhood, he understood Remus in a way no one else ever had.

Sirius and him had met at an autism family event. He was there with his brother Regulus who Remus was sorta friends with already. Of course Remus hadn’t known that Regulus had a brother or that he was as handsome as he was until the day they met.

According to Regulus, it took Sirius two months to coax up the courage to ask Remus out. Remus didn’t believe him with how smooth Sirius was when he finally did ask. But apparently Sirius kept asking Regulus questions about Remus until Regulus got annoyed and dragged Sirius to their weekly autistic adult meet up at the library so Sirius could pester Remus instead of him.

“Okay,” Hope said softly from her place. Lyall smiled a half smile when Remus spun from his pacing and stared at her.

“Really?” he asked, surprised and trying hard not to let his excitement sound in his voice.

“Ya, really. You both have been together for over two years now. He knows your triggers and glimmers and I’ve watched him calm you down from a meltdown as well as support you through your shutdowns. Ya. I think if that’s what you both want, then you should do it. I just worry about your epilepsy dear.” Hope said honestly.

“Sirius knows what my tonic clonic seizures look like mam. He even went with me to my last EMU.” Remus pointed out.

“I know, but what if they get worse again?”

“Hope darling, you can’t keep Remus here forever just because you worry that someone else will ignore all the signs like what happened in the past. Sirius is a very kind and attentive partner. He won't hesitate to call Remus’ provider if he notices anything.”

Hope let out a sigh and stood, pulling Remus down to hug her. Remus mouthed a silent thank you to his da over her shoulder and Lyall returned the gesture with a thumbs up.

Now Remus just had to tell Sirius yes, pack up his stuff, and he would be all ready.

Two years later saw Sirius and Remus happily living together. Oh they had had their fair share of disagreements in the beginning. Remus has resorted to masking around Sirius because he was afraid Sirius wouldn’t love him if he saw the real him all day everyday and not just for their small dates and random sleepovers in the lounge of the Lupin home. This led to a slow shutdown. Sirius tried to communicate to Remus during that time, but Remus was nonspeaking and wouldn’t respond to Sirius’ texts outside of simple replies to questions like, ‘do we need milk?’ After five months, it resulted in a fight that blew up so spectacularly, Remus was surprised that the police hadn’t been called on them.

“Hey Sirius do you know if we ha-” Remus began to ask when his words stopped. His eyes blinked and his plate fell from his hands and clattered onto the floor before Remus shook his head slightly.

“What were you looking for?” Sirius asked as he knelt down to pick up the plate.

“Huh? I'm not looking for anything. Why do you have my plate?” Remus asked, annoyed and took his plate from Sirius’ hands and stalked back to the kitchen.

Sirius sat stunned for a moment before following Remus. “You were. You came in to talk to me about something. Started to ask if I knew if we had something but then you stopped.”

Remus blew the situation off, but the scene replayed in Sirius’ head over and over the rest of the day.

The next time it happened, Remus had been cooking. He was peeling potatoes for supper and that time Sirius ignored the forgetfulness and panicked over the fact that Remus had dragged the potato peeler over his finger and peeled some of his skin away.

The third time, Remus had just finished brushing his teeth and was putting his tooth brush away. Afterwards he argued with Sirius that he had not in fact brushed his teeth and proceeded to brush them a second time.

Multiple times a week Sirius noticed these little things. Forgetting to turn off the hob, looking for his shoes after just putting them on, feeding their cat Fidget two hours after feeding him the first time, and more incidents than Sirius could count of starting to say something and then just staring at Sirius for a moment and having no recollection on what he was saying or even wanting to say.

Sirius finally broke down and demanded that Remus speak to his provider. And despite telling Sirius he was worrying for no reason, Remus agreed and scheduled with them.

Three months more of waiting, where Sirius noted mentally everytime something would occur and then typing them into a long list in the notes app on his cellphone. Three months of Remus telling Sirius that he was wrong, that he didn't or wasn't doing something, and telling Sirius he felt fine.

Four months and another EEG confirmed that Remus’ epilepsy had gotten worse. He now had not one, but three types of seizures, and one of them was causing Remus to have a type of amnesia and the medication he was on was making the third type worse.

Five months and the medications Remus was on were completely different. It had taken a month to safely wean down on one medication and rise to a therapeutic dose with another. But the side effects of switching meds caused Remus to be irritable and lack any appetite. Sirius stuck by Remus’ side through it all and had taken to buying pizza once a week because it was the only food Remus would eat more than a few bites of.

Hope suggested and offered many times to have Lyall pack and move everything back into Remus’ old room so that Sirius wouldn’t have to deal with it. Each time though was met with a narrowed glare and a polite, “no thanks” from Sirius.

Six months and Remus was finally feeling more like himself, despite still not eating much. Remus had read over the list Sirius had made for his neurologist and apologised fiercely to Sirius for the way he had acted. He felt terrible and suggested couples counselling due to the fact that over those few months Sirius had withdrawn and seemed to walk on eggshells around him. Remus hated that he had caused Sirius to feel scared, gaslighted, and condescended to.

Nine months Remus and Sirius were communicating better. They had completed their couples sessions but both still continued on individually.

One year and the two were doing better than ever.

Two years on the new medication was also their seventh year together and one year with Remus’ seizures under control, Sirius insisted on a celebration with all their family.

Remus spent nearly a week pacing holes into the carpet anytime Sirius wasn’t home. He scripted his words until he knew them by heart. None of that practice mattered as Sirius and Remus proposed to each other at the same time. They said yes.

#mauraders #my writing #wolfstar #actually audhd #autistic adult #autistic remus #autistic reggie #autistic pride #epileptic remus #epilepsy

[sky-neverending]

writing willex fanfic at 4 am 👍

“Alex, get UP!” was the first thing that Alex heard the morning everything changed. The second was the sound of a pillow flying through the air and hitting him straight in the head with a thump.

He groaned, rolling off of his makeshift-bed and covering his face with his hands. “What? What could you possibly want at-” he raised his hand to his face to check his watch, “6 in the morning?”

Reggie smiled down at him. “Your little boyfriend followed us on Instagram!” he exclaimed happily, like the statement meant anything at all.

Alex blinked. “I don’t have a boyfriend,” he said, pulling himself off the ground. “So I have zero clue what you happen to be talking about.”

From behind the couch-turned-bed, Luke let out an exasperated sigh. “Willie! Your skater friend, he followed us on Insta!”

“Good for him?” Alex said as he walked toward the small kitchen in the house he and his bandmates rented. “Why is this important enough to wake me up so early on my day off?”

Before anyone could respond, the front door sprung open, Julie on the other side. “Can someone explain to me why Alex’s boyfriend, who is practically famous, followed the band’s Instagram?”

“Oh my God!” yelled Alex, throwing his hands dramatically to his sides. “He is not my boyfriend!” He looked at the disbelieving faces around him. “He’s not. I swear, we’re just fri- wait. Did you say "famous?”

Julie nodded, holding out her phone. It was open to an Instagram account, the follower count nearing the 2 million mark. “He has even more on Tiktok,” she said as Alex peered at the phone, dumbfounded. “Did you not know?”

“I knew he made videos…” Alex trailed off, rethinking all of his conversations with Willie. Not once had the other boy mentioned having any sort of large following. “Did you guys know?”

The other four nodded simultaneously, and Alex glared at them.

“Look, buddy,” Luke started, walking toward him and resting a hand on his shoulder, “it’s not our fault you have the social knowledge of an old man.”

#sky writes #julie and the phantoms #jatp #jatp fanfic #julie and the phantoms fanfic #willie jatp #alex x willie #willex #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer #julie molina #jatp willex

[kiwi2229]

When the World gets too much

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 581 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: bath

Regulus could see it in James’ cloudy eyes, in the way he is not really present even though he is sitting right next to him. That his mind is miles away, torturing the poor guy. But James still claims he is alright. And he goes to lectures and laughs at jokes their friends make a little bit too loud, he smiles with a grin too wide that makes Regulus’ heart ache. Because he knows it’s just an act. The worst is that nobody else notices it. Regulus watches them go with their day without a second thought.

Regulus had to go to the library for a moment to return some of the books. When he comes back to the group, he can't spot James anywhere.

“Where is he?” Regulus asks his brother.

“Who? James?” Regulus gives him an unimpressed look because, of course, he is talking about James. Who else.

“He was tired, so he went to lie down,” Sirius answers without a blink of an eye.

Regulus just nods as he makes his way to James’ room. As he predicted he finds James lying on a bed with unfocused eyes starting to the distance his fingers nervously fidgeting next to him. James is always like this whenever the world gets too much.

“Jamie,” Regulus whispers softly as he crouches in front of him.

“Regulus...” James tries to smile at him, but it only brings tears to his eyes. “Shit, sorry.” he lifts his hand to hide his face, but Regulus stops him.

“James, it's okay.”

“I'm fine. Just tired.”

“Jamie...” Regulus says his name like he is begging him to just let him in.

James takes a sharp breath. “I'm fine. I'm just tired. Just tired.” he keeps chattering even though tears are staining his face. Regulus climbs into the bed and James instantly wraps himself around his boyfriend. He clings to Regulus like he is his safe line. He is hiding his face in Regulus’ chest embarrassed for the tears. “I'm so tired Reggie,” James whispers and for the first time it doesn't sound like an excuse but something, James is really feeling. He says it like it’s his darkest secret like it’s something shameful.

“I got you. I'm here James. What do you need?” James just tightens his grip around his boy without saying a word.

“What about a hot bath?” Regulus asks because he feels that James is slightly shaking in his arms. He is aware that it's probably not from the cold. But still, it could help him calm down.

“I... Sure.” James says but even an absolutely oblivious person would hear the hesitation in his voice.

“What is it?” Regulus props himself on his elbows. James looks at him like Regulus will get up every second and leave. “Tell me, please.”

The boy hesitates for a long time. “I'm sorry. I don't want to bother you..." Regulus would scold him for saying this if not for the way James is clearly struggling to get the words out. “I want to be near you. Can you stay, please?”

Regulus kisses his cheek tasting the saltiness of the tears on his lips.

“Of course, I will stay with you. We can get a bath together. If you want to.”

James shakily inhales with relief. “Yeah. That would... I would like that. I'm sorry Reggie.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about,” Regulus says without a waiver, and he tugs James from the bed.

“Thank you...” James whispers.

#James Potter needs a hug #Reggie is there for him #Regulus balck is a good boyfriend #regulus black #james potter x regulus black #james potter #james x regulus #jegulus #starchaser #jegulus microfic #marauders #marauders era #kiwi2229 writes microfics