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sweeethinny · 2 years

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hey. i saw your recent hc on james and harry rship. can you plsss do more drables or fics on them plss. maybe something on patronus or something. godd i love them so much

hi anon! i know you talked about the patronus but honestly i don't know how to write about that moment so i wrote about james and harry shaving

apparently for many parents this is an important moment - according to the book I read about a parent who lost his son, this small achievement is something quite significant - so I wanted to write about

I haven't written much lately so I'm a bit rusty but I hope you like it

Shaving

''Dad,'' Harry muttered, sitting next to him on the living room couch, looking a little embarrassed, which James knew wasn't a good sign when it came to his son. He would ask for something or ask some difficult question.

Anyway, James never knew how to prepare for these moments; last time, Harry asked for a new frame of glasses and a different haircut - for the first time, someone besides Lily used Sleekeazy's Hair Potion, and James avoided looking at Harry to avoid laughing at the disaster that was.

''Will you help me...'' James grimaced, thinking that he couldn't be so old that he was already starting to have hearing problems. He heard Lily very well last night, didn't he?

''What?'' He looked at his son, leaning a little closer to him to be able to hear whatever Harry was muttering.

"Will you help me shave?" Harry blushed, and for a moment James thought Harry wanted help shaving his balls or something, so ashamed did he seem to be asking this, but James remembered when asked his father the same thing and how stupid he felt for asking for help with something that seemed so simple.

''Of course,'' he said, smiling and patting his son's knee. ''Do you want to go now?'' James would usually shave tomorrow, in the morning shower, but he could make that effort to help his son.

James had been waiting for this moment; he heard Frank and other dads talking about it, and he was looking forward to the time when he could come and help Harry with it. It was a very good memory he had of when his father did this to him, the two of them laughing and Monty saying that he preferred to wear a big beard to disguise how old he looked without it, but that James should take advantage of his youth to shave.

He was thirty-five now, much younger than his father when this happened between them, and he still preferred the hairless face. A stubble for a few days, but he would soon get irritated and feel almost dirty, so he'd get back to his shaving routine.

Lily preferred it that way too, she said the beard bothered her skin so it was more of an incentive to always be shaving.

Harry nodded, and the two of them went upstairs to James and Lily' room, very tidy as he always left it in the morning, and into the tidy bathroom. He took all the paraphernalia—there was a new razor waiting for Harry's turn, which James had bought a few months ago when his son had started bragging about already having hair on his face—and placed them under the sink.

''I prefer using this foam, it doesn't make my face irritated or make me cut myself easily,'' he explained, showing the foam he'd been using for so long that it was even weird to think about buying another one. ''And your razor is here,'' James handed it to Harry, who was paying close attention to everything, as if it were a real Hogwarts class. James was about to jump for joy.

He'd been instructing Harry the entire time, the two of them leaning under the sink to get a better look in the mirror, shaving together and washing the razors whenever necessary; obviously James had a lot more fur to actually make it necessary to wash it, but Harry had Potters genetics, so he wouldn't have a problem with a thin beard like Sirius did.

It was one of those random and domestic moments that wouldn't make much difference in Harry's future life, wouldn't be that super memorable moment like when he played for the first time, or when he had his first kiss; it was a silly first time compared to the others, just shaving with his dad on a Wednesday afternoon during summer break, while they waited for Lily to come home from work to eat at a pizza place Harry really wanted to go to.

But James could barely stop smiling, handing Harry a towel to dry his face, watching closely to make sure he hadn't made any small cuts, and watching the way he seemed to feel so much older over such a simple task. James wanted to immortalize that moment, and perhaps, when he was older, he would put it in the collection of memories that couldn't die with him, in case Harry wanted to visit them after he died.

''Girls like beards,'' Harry muttered, rubbing the soothing oil that James dripped into his palm. ''But it's weird,''

''I prefer without too,'' James smiled at him in the mirror. ''Anytime you want, you can come here and make it, or, I don't know, take it to Hogwarts,''

''Nah,'' Harry shrugged. ''I'll do it when we're together,'' James' heart softened, the small display of affection from his now-not-hugging teenage son left him soft as butter on a fire. James nodded.

“Alright, we can always do it together.”

#jily lives #my fic #jily #harry potter #james x lily #dad!james

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honeylikewords · 4 years

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Could you do head cannons on Monty’s gf suffering from nightmares?🥺 also Sanrio is having voting poll on people’s fav character! Who are you going to vote for?

Oh, a poll! I love those! I love getting to see all the characters lined up and sorted to pick from, and seeing them all together in one place is so cute! I voted for Marumofubiyori and Hummingmint this year! He’s such a teensy weensy baby, and she’s so pretty!

And sure! It’s been a long time since I’ve written for Monty, though, and the idea of nightmares is a rather wide net to cast, so do have some lenience if these HCs come out a little wonky!

Monty’s kind of a heavy sleeper. Ergo, it’s not all that easy (or worthwhile) to try and wake him up over something like a standard, run of the mill nightmare.

They’re common enough and can be calmed down from rather quickly, so, more often than not, if it was just a regular “weird, uncomfortable, unpleasant dream” kind of nightmare, Monty’s girlfriend will just roll over in bed and rub his back or chest, depending on what position he’s sleeping in, and reorient herself with reality. She’s fine, she’s safe, and she’s warm in bed with her big guy, and there’s nothing to be worried over.

After a while of stroking his beard or feeling the smooth skin of his back as it rises and falls with his snores, she’ll feel relaxed enough to go back to sleep and forget all about the dream.

If it’s a more intense nightmare-- one that brings her back to a bad place or traumatic event, or feels more real and dangerous than usual-- and she can’t calm down, she can try to shake Monty awake for help, and he’ll blearily look around, hazy and confused.

After a few moments of recalibration, he’ll notice her stressed expression; her brows knit, eyes searching, shoulders tight with tension. Monty will sigh and apologize quietly for his slowness, voice raspy from sleep, and reach out to hold her.

“You’re alright,” he’ll remind her. “Don’t get in your head. Think about where you are. Nothing else.”

If necessary, they can talk about what happened, but the reality is that it’s probably four A.M., Monty is exhausted, his brain is barely functioning enough for him to think clearly enough to say the few words he has, and she’s tired, too. Maybe not the kind of tired to let her go back to bed, but tired enough to just want to sit quietly in Monty’s arms, waiting for dawn to come and re-set the day.

There isn’t too much Monty can do to prevent her from having nightmares, nor interfere in them on her behalf, but if they’re persistent and getting to the point of impairing her quality of life in some way, he’ll start looking at options; whether that’s therapy, sleeping aids, meditation, whatever, and he’ll be by her side to help her out with it, and to be her partner in the process.

Poor Monty will really do his best to distract her before bed and make sure not to show her anything that could trigger a nightmare or put her in a concerned state of mind; he’ll keep it light and fluffy and comforting, making sure to cuddle a little longer in bed and say gentle things to her before they go to sleep.

He never explicitly says it’s to deter nightmares-- he worries that even mentioning it would summon them to mind, or discolor these gestures of his love for her with unpleasant reminiscences-- but she knows that he’s taking extra precautions for her, and appreciates the sweetness of it, the sincerity of his effort.

Maybe it won’t be enough to send them away, or prevent her from ever having them at all, but even if she has a nightmare every night for the rest of her life, she can rest assured that Monty will be there, brawny-armed and big-hearted, to comfort her in the aftermath, and to always keep her safe, both in waking and in sleep.

#messages #monty #montague theroux #griff #gif warning #prettymuchpizza #it's been a WHILE since i've written anything so this is Very Short just so i could knock it out

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