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Moon She/her Side account for @vroomvroomtothemoon

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When you get logged out of your main account because “this accounts password has been changed. Please enter correct one.” and you never changed the password.

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Oven - August 17th - Die - August 15th - jegulus - word count: 141 - @stag-microfic

“Baby?” James called into the seemingly empty flat, which was odd. It was Regulus’s day off.

He heard a soft mph come from what was most likely the kitchen. James turned and padded in the direction of the sound.

What he didn’t expect to see was Regulus, laying on the floor between the oven and the island, looking like a wounded soldier after battle.

“Regulus!” James exclaimed.

“James…” Regulus answered.

“Why are you on the floor? I thought you were hurt!” He questioned.

“Well I didn’t die. Happy?” Regulus snarked.

“Yes, but explain.” James demanded.

“ I was gonna make you brownies but this stupid arse thing-“ this comment was punctuated with a rough kick to said offender “- wouldn’t even turn on.”

“Come on let’s go to the living room.”

“But brownies!” Regulus argued.

“You ever heard of food delivery?”

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Kettle - August 10th- jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 242

Regulus was sunburnt. Not how you’d imagine; your skin a little red and itchy. He was so pale he might as well be translucent, and so every inch of his body was red, sore, and bumpy. Everywhere.

“Mint tea and 6 bottles of after sun?”

James always knew what he needed. Whether it was a hair tie or after sun and mint tea -Regulus’s favorite- he just knew. It was like he was psychic or something.

He padded into the kitchen, a man on a mission. His mission? To find James and super glue himself to him.

Regulus came up behind James and tapped him on the shoulder, averting his attention from trying to find after sun in the discarded groceries.

“Yes, love?” James asked, turning around and wrapping his arms around Regulus’s waist.

All he gave in response was a noncommittal grunt before jumping up and wrapping his legs around James, causing him to stumble back a few steps.

James held him silently for a few moments, careful not to touch his bare skin. Regulus was so extremely grateful that James just holds him whenever he needs it.

Until there was a soft flick from behind them.

“Regulus, love, I need to put you down now,” James told him, moving towards the counter.

“No,” Regulus whined.

“Only for a minute, I promise,” He just held on tighter.

“I need to go to the kettle so I can get you your tea!”

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This one I based on a post I made about sunburnt regulus being clingy on my main blog, @vroomvroomtothemoon :)

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Wonder- August 8th -jegulus - @stag-microfic word count: 124

“and sometimes I can’t even-“

“Mhm” James wasn’t listening to a word Marlene said. How could he, when Regulus was sat in the corner of the library, surrounded by an entire shelf’s worth of books, flicking between the pages of Madame Pembroke’s Potions & Poisons Pointers, occasionally scribbling a few notes viciously, curls tied in a loose bun at the nape of his neck?

He just looked so lovely-

“James!”

He turned to see Marlene looking as if she was about to scold him.

“What was I just saying?”

Shit.

“Erm, that you sometimes can’t even choose what socks you want to wear in the morning?”

“That was twenty minutes ago! I’m starting to wonder if I should to take you to St. Mungo’s!”