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magswrite · 20 days

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prompt: ensure (april 6th). 824 words. @jegulus-microfic. based on 10 things i hate about you.

Regulus thinks his ears are playing tricks on him, at first, when the screech of feedback sounds through the Quidditch pitch, interrupting the usual schedule for Slytherin practice.

He pays it no mind, continuing his hunt for the snitch, eyes scanning the skies for a flicker of gold.

Then the feedback rings away, and it’s replaced by the sound of tapping, a throat clearing, and finally—singing?

“You’re just too good to be true,” the voice sings.

Below him, the chasers scrimmaging come to a stop, mid-air.

“Can’t take my eyes off of you.”

Regulus had intended to keep going—ignore the voice, and focus on his drills—but the sudden halt of his teammates put a bit of a damper on it.

“You’d be like heaven to touch,” it continues. “I wanna hold you so much.”

The voice seems to be coming from the Quidditch announcer’s booth, ringing over the pitch’s speakers. Somehow, the culprit had managed to break in with no-one noticing, though Regulus couldn’t seem to spot a person inside.

“At long last, love has arrived. And I thank God I'm alive,” it rings. Regulus thinks maybe he can see a ripple of magic in the air, upon the bleachers. “You’re just too good to be true. Can’t take my eyes off of you…”

Then, out of thin air, a figure appears upon the spectator seats, a muggle microphone held in their hand. His hand. Regulus, unfortunately, would recognize him anywhere.

Over the loudspeakers, the rest of the song kicks up, and the Quidditch practice seems to halt entirely. Leave it to James Potter to pause the world just to get it to watch him.

“I love you, baby,” James sings, his voice admittedlynot-so-bad. “And if it’s quite alright, I need you, baby, to warm the lonely night.”

He’s dancing atop the closest tower to Regulus—a bit too close.

“I love you, baby, trust in me when I say…”

It’s with James’ hand extended forward, pointing up towards Regulus’ bit of sky, that he realizes James is singing it to him. To Regulus.

“Oh, pretty baby…”

Regulus pretends his stomach doesn’t flip at the thought of James calling him pretty, and instead chooses to block out the rest of the song as he drifts closer to James upon his broom.

“Now that I've found you, stay…”

Salazar, Regulus thinks, nothing could be more embarrassing than this. He can practically feel the eyes of all his teammates glued to him, watching the scene with prying eyes.

“And let me love you, baby…”

Regulus makes the decision in a split-second, swiftly landing upon the row of bleachers James is dancing on, his shirt horribly red amongst the sea of Slytherins.

James finishes. “Let me love you…”

The song cuts out suddenly, and for a moment he and James are plunged into silence, a wide grin spread across James’ face, before Regulus interrupts it.

“Are you crazy?” Regulus asks, voice incredulous.

The smile on James’ face dims slightly.

“What the hell are you doing in my practice?”

James’ eyes narrow. “Your practice?”

“The last time I checked, I was Slytherin’s team captain,” Regulus sighs. James blinks back at him. “What are you doing here?”

He rolls his eyes. “Why’d you have to say it like that?”

“Say it like what?”

“Say it all aggressive,” James answers. “I’ve pure intentions, I swear.”

Regulus raises an eyebrow. “Somehow, I doubt that.”

Across from him, James shuffles his feet, as though he’s…nervous, or something. He’s breathing a bit heavily, and Regulus can see that the song took a bit of James’ energy.

“Promise. Very pure.”

At that, Regulus tilts his head to the side, an invitation to continue. He’s willing to hear James out, so-long as he doesn’t disturb his Quidditch practice for longer than necessary.

“Go out with me.”

Regulus turns on his heel.

“Wait,” James interrupts. “Just—hear me out.”

As James should have anticipated, Regulus continues walking.

“Or—don’t,” James says, catching up next to him.

“I’ve no interest in going out with you, Potter. What, did you think your little stunt would ensure you a date?”

James groans. “Godric, it’s James. And what’s one date. I mean, how are you going to say no, when you hardly even know me?”

Again, Regulus rolls his eyes. “Like this,” he states. “No.”

Next to him, James stiffens. “Fine. If you don’t go out with me, I’ll keep singing.”

For a moment, Regulus hesitates. He really does not want to re-live James’ serenade, but he also thinks James is bluffing. He keeps walking, almost reaching a good spot to re-mount his broom.

He’s bluffing, Regulus thinks. Has to be.

That is, until James taps the microphone again, and feedback whines through the pitch. He only just clears his throat before Regulus is whirling around, cutting him off.

“—Fine,” Regulus spits. “It’s a fucking date.”

The smile upon James’ face could blind a city.

#wanted 2 do this scene with jeg <3 #one of my fav rom coms #jegulus #sunseeker #starchaser #regulus black #james potter #james x regulus #regulus x james #marauders #jegulus microfic #microfic

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chubbychiquita · 10 months

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what r ur favorite movies with fatness/weight gain as a theme????

#mine is shallow hal #although it's incredibly dated jack black is so cute #there's also that rom com that stars rebel wilson and is.... fine #i need more fat movies

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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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Yasopp: so this sanji kid?

Usopp: yeah? What about him?

Yasopp: you like them?

Usopp: he's my boyfriend

Yasopp: awww That's nice. Let me give you some fatherly advice

Usopp: I'm good-

Yasopp: be together because you want to be together, not because that's the expectation or that you believe that it's your only option. I get you know you're on a boat in the middle of nowhere Your options are limited. Plus You're 19 hormones You know, he's there so why not. That's not a good reason to be together.

Usopp: ok I can't really argue with that-

Yasopp: communication is good but also respect. Does he respect you? Do you respect him? How does he react to your boundaries? Does he know when it's good to push your boundaries to benefit you to help you grow and does he know when to respect your boundaries to protect you?

Usopp: Yes yeah he does...... I think

Yasopp: the little things add up to big things. Sometimes small gestures say much more than a grand proposal.

Usopp: ok yeah...you know sanji likes to bring my meals into my work shop. He doesn't say anything he just drops them off and lets me work, now thinking about it I really appreciate that it's like he-

Yasopp: also Don't fall in love too fast and don't fall too deep in love.

Usopp: what?

Yasopp: Don't give them too much of you because once you give them that part of you, it's theirs forever and when they leave you which eventually will happen [leave as in death not break up]. They'll take that part of you with them and you can never get it back. there's always going to be that emptiness inside.

usopp:

Yasopp: nothing can feel it sex, alcohol, new relationships. Nothing absolutely nothing. It will always be empty.................................. And sometimes that emptiness will consumes you.... Leaving you more isolated and more alone......Don't......Don't let that happen. .....................

Usopp:

Yasopp: also use protection, have verbal consent and don't get pregnant. I'm too young to be a grandfather.

Usopp:

Yasopp: I'm glad we had this talk. I love having these father son moments. We should do this more often Love you :)

Usopp:

Yasopp,,,, Are you,,, Okay,,,,

Can't stop thinking about Usopp going to see Sanji after the conversation and Sanji like, with the hugest, softest of smiles saying "well, how did it go with your dad-" and Usopp interrupts him with "I think he needs to get laid. And a therapist. And believing in love again. And a therapist. If we find him a therapist and he falls in love with them, we kill two birds with one stone" / "I don't think people can do that, honey. What the fuck did he tell y-" / "I don't want to talk about it" (<- traumatized kid by his single dad).

#somebody help yasopp poor man #then usopp goes all crazy trying to find his father the perfect match and sanji doesn't think it's a good idea #usopp thinks it's something they can make happen but sanji is a romantic and keeps saying it needs to happen on its own #yadda yadda classical rom-com stuff #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #yasopp #sanuso

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texasbama · 1 year

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Shannon Thornton

At the 54th NAACP Image Awards

#SHE😍😍😍😍😍#shannon thornton #a literal black barbie #they need to put her a coco jones in a besties rom com or something.

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robotpussy · 2 years

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me when I find whoever keeps forcing interracial gay couples in movies and TV shows to have a white person in the relationship

#like naur first kill and now that fake boyfriend movie #we couldnt get a vampire show abt 2 lesbians of color? we couldnt have a funny gay rom com with 2 black men?#im sick of it i just want to see black gay ppl kiss other black gay ppl #how much longer can i keep watching moonlight and rafiki #they really cant make a gay movie without a white person #vid

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edwardshundredyearoldspunk · 1 year

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*watches captain america: the winter soldier like it's a second chance romance that just happens to have intense action sequences for no reason*

#captain america: the winter soldier #I'm telling you i black out at any fast moving scene of my second chance romance childhood friends to strangers to lovers rom com #I'm taking the power back and I'm romcomifying the mcu #stucky

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lexithwrites · 1 month

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remus, regulus and mary all write fanfiction

#i can see them being kind of anon about it and they're pretty popular but they're besties in the community and everyone loves it #remus writes high fantasy #mary writes rom coms #and regulus basically writes stuff like the secret history #regulus black #remus lupin #mary macdonald #random hc

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softest-cinnamon-roll · 1 year

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I already brought up this idea with @waririses but I wanted to shareeee because brainrot:

James and Regulus meet on a flight from NY to London. James returning from visiting family and Regulus from a business meeting. It’s the holidays. Regulus hates flying so he gets a little tipsy and when the flight hits turbulence; he starts rambling, spilling all of his secrets to James.

He hates his job.

He hates his family.

His family don’t accept him being gay and he’s going to have to enter an arranged marriage with a woman to keep their ‘bloodline’ pure.

He misses his brother and wishes he left when he did. (Little do they know)

He prefers tea over coffee but drinks coffee because it makes him seem more professional.

And so on.

James listens and over the course of the flight, as cliche as it sounds, essentially falls in love. He can tell Regulus doesn’t want to go home so he invites him to his place for the holidays. Reg accepts.

Cue reunion with Sirius, emotional family moments and a kiss under the mistletoe

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #I know it’s the plot of a hallmark rom com #but who cares

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bonobochick · 2 months

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Max & Cole in Wild Cards ep 1x05. 💞 🌷

#wild cards #max mitchell #cole ellis #max x cole #cole x max #ellimax #cute #flirty #canada #black woman #bw #romcom #romance #rom com #vancouver #the cw #vanessa morgan #giacomo gianniotti

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werewolf-in-sweaters · 6 months

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How Lily Got All The Marauders to Watch Rom Coms With Her

Somehow, Lily got all the Marauders to have a bi-weekly movie night were they always watch rom coms

It started off with just her and Remus (who's a complete and utter sap, Sirius would say)

Then Peter joined them one time and never stoped going

After that James decided he wanted to go just so he could spend more time with Lily and Sirius was draged along because of that

The fist time him and James went Sirius realised that he actually really like rom coms, but he will never admit it to any of his friends (not like we haven't figured out how soft you are, Remus would retort back)

#blissember2020 #rom com #harry potter #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #lily potter #peter pettigrew #incorrect marauders #incorrect marauders quotes #Very similar to a post from 3 years ago #but it's just been sitting here forever

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velvet4510 · 21 days

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goldeneyedgirl · 3 months

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12 Kisses: january: lingering, korean alice.

So I decided I'm going to try to fill one of these kiss prompts each month this year, each with a different one of my fic verses. They'll just be little warm up fics, and hopefully get me over this fic-writing block I've got. Of course, January's is late because I didn't decide to tackle this until three days ago. So you get two kiss fics this month.

Today, Korean Alice and her first meeting with Jasper. A little more world-building, and that first date from her point of view. I missed this verse, it's so different to what I normally write. I hope you enjoy!

twelve kisses. january: korean alice [ lingering ] a long, slow kiss filled with emotion & desire

Alice doesn’t know what she’s thinking, truly.

It started simply - most of her visions, she ignores. They leave her with the memory of a headache and information she can rarely use. And she’s almost always so tired that they can’t get through properly. Ratana and her people always forget that she needs food, water, and rest.

So when she sees it, just a glimpse, she has to grab it.

(How many days and how many nights had she wondered what it would be like to fall in love? For that one person to appear and just… love her. Like her. Care about her. A person who was hers. It was all she had wanted for such a very long time.)

Jasper Cullen is perfect. And the minute she sees him in person, she loves him. Everything about him. It’s worth everything she had to negotiate with Ratana in that moment. And when she sees him smile? Well, she’d pay double.

It takes almost nothing to get him to approach her. He studies her carefully, and for once she feels pretty and desirable and special. She tries to take care of her clothing, to tailor the things she finds and sew new things, but she also knows that no manner of clever sewing or embroidery can cover up how well-loved her clothing is. No tailoring can fix that she’s too thin, too small, for her age.

And he still approached her, his gaze unwavering. He’s so tall, and he moves like all the leading men in the black-and-white films she watches. Like he might be coming to sweep her off her feet.

She’s being ridiculous.

(Maybe she understands all those girls who fell for American soldiers during the war a little bit better right now. He’s perfect.)

It happens just the way she saw, the way he comes over and helps her down and starts speaking in English before attempting some stilted, formal Korean. She’s trying very hard not to blush, but she does giggle at his visceral relief when she answers him in English.

“Jasper Hale, ma’am,” he says. Jasper. It fits him perfectly.

And this is the moment. The one she saw.

“I’m Alice,” she says, a little breathlessly. “You call me Alice.”

“Alice,” he breathes, and it’s beautiful when he says it.

(She has a name. A name he gave her. It’s been eighty years, being known as ‘Child’ or ‘Girl’. Ratana has given her I.Ds and papers in the past with placeholder names that were never hers. The name her grandparents called her before they cast her out was that of the mother she killed, never her own. Not an affectionate memory, but a reminder of the pain and horror she caused. And maybe she should be sad or frustrated that it’s not a Korean name, that it’s an English name. But she cannot make herself care when it’s been bestowed upon her by the one that will love her best.)

“You’re not…” he begins and then stops, ducking his head before she can stop him. She’s not surprised that he’s already picked up that she’s not like him; the hummingbird heartbeat always gives her away - her eyes are dark enough that they pass as black; she works hard enough in the night hours that she has both the pale skin and the dark circles under her eyes. But the heartbeat always gives her away.

“Apologies, that was rude,” Jasper says and she smiles at him, looping her arm around his.

“How about I answer your questions somewhere else?” She offers, more confident than she feels and almost flirtatious. She’s rather impressed with herself; she thought she’d be a stammering mess.

“If they can spare you, I’d be obliged,” he manages.

“For one night, they can.”

It’s the same rigmarole to get out of the market as it is to get in - Hala wiping his memories as they make the trek back to the centre of the city. She knows the deal that Alice made with Ratana, that this will not be the last mind-wipe that Jasper Hale has today.

But she doesn’t want to think about that yet, and lets Jasper escort her deeper into Busan.

There is no food in the market - the girls for sale are fed before it opens, and very few other attendees require human food. Sometimes Ratana will bring her food - she prefers Alice not dine on blood, though she’s never said why. So she’s oddly touched when Jasper takes her straight to the human night markets, to stands piled high with food, with smoke and heat filling the air. Somehow, she manages to find her appetite, and she’s amused at how closely he watches her as she eats.

He’s easy to talk to, and a gentleman - he guides her though the crowds protectively, his hand gently on her lower back. She knows more than one male in the markets that would take the opportunity to slip their hand underneath her shirt or down the back of her skirt, and she’s oddly proud Jasper hasn’t.

(She’s not sure that she’d be upset if he did…)

But the questions fly between them and she’s fascinated that he’s one of the vampires that fought of territory - it seems like a horrific way to spend decades, and she’s been manning a market stall since the 30s. Even more impressive is that he left it all and started anew, with a family that he speaks of with affection and a diet that has left his eyes a captivating, murky gold. He talks of travel and schooling and adventures that she’s only ever seen in film, and it sounds wonderful. He sounds wonderful.

And she talks about the markets and about what, who she is - she tries to gloss over her childhood, before Ratana found her, but he squeezes her hand as she rushes through that story as if he knows the pain that it causes her. She tells him about some of the wilder clients, the funnier moments in the market, to make him laugh. He has a wonderful laugh.

They end up in a park; too dark for humans, but perfect for them. He’s still holding her hand, as they weave between the trees and flower beds. She pauses for a second, to pluck a white flower from the ground - growing out of bounds of the garden bed, it will be cut away when the park maintenance staff spot it so she figures it’s okay to pick it.

She tucks it behind her ear and looks over at Jasper, who is looking at her with an expression she cannot decipher.

And then he kisses her.

Oh.

It’s heartbreakingly slow, his hand cupping her face as he rubs circles on her cheek with his thumb. She’s standing on her tip toes and it’s still not close enough. She’s pressing against him, her hands flat against his chest. His mouth moves against hers impossibly slowly, drawing her in and making her head swim. Maybe she sighs against him. It's the kind of kiss that feels like it belongs in a movie; but better, because watching it on the screen doesn't even come close to how it feels, how he feels.

(She doesn’t count any of the rough hands, faces mashes against hers in a moment of opportunity on rowdy nights at the market as experience. This singular perfect kiss is her first and only. It’s her life, her story, and she can write it exactly as she pleases.)

She feels so warm, even with the cool of his hands against her. She wishes that they were somewhere else, not in the middle of a park, wishes she had the perfect words to explain that she was already falling in love with him the moment she saw him walk towards her. Now she's done, she's fallen head over heals, and her heart is firmly and forever his.

(That she would not at all be upset if he slid one of his hands around her waist and pulled her closer.)

He only pulls away when she needs to breathe; as he steps backwards, her knees quiver and he’s quick to steady her.

She doesn't know what to say to him in that moment, at the way he's staring at her reverentially; the way he runs his thumb over her lips and bends down to kiss her again - softer, fast, just a graze against her that somehow feels impossibly intimate.

And for some reason, that's when she remembers her agreement. That she's Cinderella on the clock and as beautiful and perfect as this moment is, it cannot last forever.

“Let’s get out of here,” she says breathlessly as she makes up her mind, and he grins at her, a proper movie-star grin that makes her melt a little more. He tucks her in at his side, and they leave the park together, back into the streets of Busan towards her apartment.

(She wishes she could stay in the moment. Ratana gave her until four in the morning; and then he’ll forget and she’ll be alone again. But it’s only midnight - barely midnight - and there’s still four hours left of her own love story, of this perfect moment, and she’s going to savour every single one. If this is how her love story goes, well, she's going to make it everything she ever hoped for.)

#alice cullen #jasper hale #twilight fic #jalice #my fic: korean alice #my fic: 12 kisses #my fic: 2024 #alice has been raised on black and white films and determined optimism #this is basically as happy as it gets #everyone gets to suffer after this #if it wasn't for memory wiping jasper would have taken her back to america the next day #and the cullens would have been mildly horrified that jasper bought home a fiancee that he's known for 24 hours who isn't a vampire #that would be full rom-com vibes

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