james potter is the type of person to have like 8 ribbons and 2 medals and have them hanging in his room and when people ask he’s just like “oh yeah i’ve just gotten those over the years i guess” and the ribbons are like ‘Discus Champion, Triple Jump 2nd place, Diving Champion, Soccer Champions, Volleyball Champions, Soccer Runner up, Discus 2nd place’ and the medals are like ‘Half-Marathon Champion, Marathon 3rd place’
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Ice Skating with Regulus
A/N: Day 5!! This one reader gets hurt and reg comforts her. I've never been ice skating so bare with me here.
"Reg! I'm going to fall!" You squat down, trying to gain balance. "Seriously, I'm gonna eat shit!"
"You're not going to fall." He laughs as you give him a dirty look. He skates over gracefully. "You're trying to walk you need to glide, don't stomp on the ice, darling."
"You make it look so easy." You lift your head as you groan.
"Years of practice, love." He gives you his eyes and extends his arms for you to hold upon. You shakenly take his hands, standing up straight. "Ready?"
You nod as he takes off skating backwards, so that you're going forwards. You smile at his bright eyes. "You're doing great, my love."
You shakenly nod, then you feel it, your legs start to spread.
Ah shit.
"Aim them back in the middle." You try to do as he told you, but you turn them too quickly and they come together and clash.
The next thing you know you're falling to the right as Reg slightly turns you to your left, away from the wall. Reg lets your hands go once you're fully on the ground so he doesn't come too close with his skates.
"Ouch." You playfully laugh.
"You alright?" He asks as you sit up, you nod and that's when he starts laughing.
"Really Regulus?" You raise your eyebrows as he starts to fucking cackle.
"Sorry-" He laughs out, then shakes his head with a smile as he comes closer to help you sit up. "How about we get off the ice."
"Good, I need to get off this deadly ice." He holds his hand out as you go on one knee.
"Let's go get hot cocoa and then try again." You nod as you stand with his help, he laughs as he wraps his arm around you.
Throughout the day Regulus will just start laughing like he's reliving through your fall. "I'm sorry, you just fell so slowly"
"Shut up." you mutter, "Next year, take Evan."
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I love the skating AU!
anyway day 5 is done
Taglist: @bunnyweasley23 @arinexeisnotworking
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410 words - busy - @jegulus-microfic
warnings: arguing, bipolar james (although it's not directly mentioned, i wanted to add this tag because that's kinda what I was aiming for, and if you want a little more info on this specific episode of his I will definitely make a second post about it because I also have gone through similar things (lol another author using their mental illness in a fic/oneshot), and I hope you enjoy<3)
James has been busy a lot lately. A lot.
James has always been a hard worker, Regulus knows that. It just feels... purposeful this time. Maybe he's overreacting, but James gets up, works, eats (in silence), and goes back to sleep. He hangs out with Sirius on the weekends. Cycle repeats itself.
Regulus is standing outside the door of James' office.
"Jamie?" Regulus' heart squeezes painfully with worry about what James' answer will be. Silence emits in the hall. Regulus knocks again. "Amour?"
The door swings open fast, knocking Regulus back a bit. "What?" James' tone is harsh, and bitter. Regulus' face contorts and his eyes water.
"Well, um," Everything he says seems more stupid. He picks the skin around his nails. He looks at the ground. "I was just..." He doesn't know what to say next.
"Well, spit it out." James bites back, and Regulus is almost dumbfounded.
"What do you want for dinner?" Regulus selects a question from his list:
•Are you okay?
•When will you come out of that room?
•Can we just talk?
•What do you want for dinner?
•What did I do wrong?
"I don't fucking know, Regulus, figure it out yourself." James spits his name like it's a slur.
He doesn't even know what he feels. Pain, anger?
"I can't take this shit," Regulus says, shaking his head as tears fall down his face and his bags get packed. He looks at James' face.
James. The man he loves is staring at him in the doorway of their bedroom while he is packing a bag. It almost feels like a fever dream. James is leaning against the frame of their door, one hand in the pocket of his work trousers, he looks almost nonchalant.
"Are you seriously just going to fucking watch me walk out?"
"If that's what you want." James leans his head on the frame now, just watching.
"You won't even fight?"
"No."
"You won't fight for me, James? For us?" James looks down at the ground, where the bag is, almost all the way packed before looking back into Regulus' teary eyes.
"No."
Regulus heart is being eaten by wild animals. He can feel them ripping away piece by piece, each one going slower, applying more pressure, biting further in.
"Did I do something?" This time, James doesn't answer at all. Instead, he looks away from Regulus, away from the suitcase, away from his bedroom and walks back into his office.
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james: *smacks regulus on the ass*
regulus, in the span of a second: *yelps, grabs hold of james’ hand, judo flips him and remains strangling james with his hips and holding him down by his wrists*
james, blushing: okay!
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James: I made you some samosa’s :)
Regulus: Oh that’s lovely James really but-
James: You just mean so much to me and my mum used to make these for me when I was little-
Regulus: *melting*
James: -and I just thought that you should get to taste a little piece of heaven.
Regulus: *compulsively takes a bite*
James: *smiling widely, leaving the room*
Regulus: *calls Sirius* I’m going to need an epipen, for you to eat a whole plate of samosa’s, and no questions asked.
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