James's 16th Birthday Present: an excerpt from Between the Lines on ao3, which just updated with a 16k Reg POV chapter
“I brought your present today,” Regulus says. “In case you were too busy tomorrow.”
James grins.
“Oh yeah?”
Regulus raises an eyebrow. “Don’t get too excited.”
James wraps his arms around Regulus’s waist, and Regulus feels himself being pulled bodily into James’s lap, lets his hands fall on James’s shoulders.
“Salazar, Potter, do you manhandle all your conquests like this?”
James slips his hands up under Regulus’s jumper, tugs his shirt out from his trousers so he can access skin, and Regulus feels himself let out a low hiss as James’s palms slide up his back, his thumbs pressing lightly into his sides.
“‘Conquests’?” James says, eyes laughing.
“Oh, be quiet.”
“Make me.”
Regulus leans down and kisses him, feeling the heat rise in him as he straddles James’s hips. Lets himself gently bite James’s lower lip, tugging at it, the low moan James makes causing him to throb against James’s abdomen.
He tries not to feel embarrassed; can feel the effect he’s having on James just as evident. It just… it makes him feel dizzy, it’s too much.
Regulus breaks the kiss, says, “Here.”
Still sitting in James’s lap, he leans his torso backward, reaching out to pull his satchel with him as he sits back up. The movement against the other boy’s lap causes James to emit a strangled sort of a noise that Regulus enjoys far more than he probably should.
He reaches into an inside pocket of the satchel, feels his fingers close around it.
“Close your eyes,” he says.
James is looking at him, his eyes somehow desperate, but he closes them, dark lashes curling against his cheeks.
Regulus looks at him a moment, letting himself breathe it in: the eyelashes behind glass, the slight creases at the corners of his eyes from sixteen years of laughter. The tiny pale freckles barely darker than the rest of his skin. He tugs one of James’s hands off his hip, presses the gift into it.
“Happy early birthday.”
James blinks down at his hand, lets out a sudden laugh. He lets it go, its wings unfurling, and it flits between them, a darting flash of gold. Then it’s shot up past James’s head, his hand not quick enough to grab it, and Regulus reaches up instantly, snatching it out of the air.
“Your reflexes could use some work, apparently,” he says warmly.
James slips the snitch out of Regulus’s hand again, holding onto it this time.
“Your devotion to my personal improvement is touching, Reg.”
“I’ve got to make sure the size of your ego is justified.”
James laughs, his thumb rubbing the skin of Regulus’s hip affectionately.
“Thank you, Regulus.”
“You’re welcome.” He looks down at it in James’s hand, wings protruding from between elegant knuckles. “It’s the one from the match where I almost beat you,” he says, the words tumbling forward, looking at James in that way that he knows makes the other boy desperate for him, enjoying watching him go somewhat slack-jawed. “So you know you need to stay on your toes.”
James grins, leans up to press a warm kiss against Regulus’s lips, his affection overflowing. He shifts their bodies awkwardly, slipping the Snitch into his pocket to free up both hands again, as if he can’t stand not being able to touch Regulus’s skin with as much of him as is allowed and possible.
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Full Fic: Between the Lines on ao3
A Big Gorgeous Romantic Tragedy
Multi POV Long Fic (Slow Burnish)
Years 4/5 Hogwarts to End of First War
Jegulus with Endgame Jily (No Cheating, Lily Positivity)
Background Fluff Wolfstar
LOTS of Black Brothers Angst and lots of Evan Rosier, apparently
Mostly Canon Compliant, CCMCD Only
WIP at 145k, updating with 10kish chapters every 1-2 weeks depending on the author's fragile mental health ✌🏻✨️
I fused my two favorite animals! I’m sure this has been done, but I wanted to do my own take on the fusion.
Wowls are intelligent predators that mate for life and hunt in pairs. They do not live in packs like wolves, but will hunt with other pairs in the area if a larger target is being chased.
Wowls spend most of their time with their pairs or alone, but when crossing paths with others of their kind they will gladly play.
Hey Nonnie! Thank you for the ask ❤ @shrugheadjonesthethird and I really appreciate it! So, since you asked, you shall receive! Here's a sneak peek of What Once Was Lost. This new chapter will be up later today.
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"Let me do the talking, okay?" His tone is gentle and Betty nods.
Inside they’re greeted by the sound of a bell above the door, flickering lights and a tired-looking man who seems to be around their age.
"Sixty for the night, twenty by the hour,” he says, without a glance in their direction.
Jughead knocks on the glass and the guy looks up at them for the first time.
"Hello, Wes," Jughead says. He’s wearing a smile Betty doesn’t recognize and his tone is more menacing than she’s used to. His Serpent King persona surfacing, she realizes.
"Mr. Jones," Wes says, sitting up straighter. "It's thirty for the night, sir." He takes a key and slides it across the countertop.
"Awesome," Jughead replies, taking money from his wallet and handing it over. Wes doesn't even count it.
"Have a good night, sir," he says, eyeing Betty suggestively.
Jughead puts an arm around her and his face becomes even more closed off, which Betty thought would have been impossible considering his current demeanor. He stares at Wes one last time before taking the key and heading toward the stairs outside.
"So I take it you two know each other?" Betty asks after a moment.
For @askwhatoncewaslost I love your story and all the creativity and the literal love I can feel going into the story. I wish I could write as well as you and one day hope to. As Jynx is the main character I decided to draw her in a lab setting as I started rereading the story...again...for like the 5th time. Anyway! Good work and I love you!
