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Pandora Rosier is that one character who knows they’re fictional and so breaks the fourth wall, occasionally.

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Black siblings 🫂

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When regulus was little he could not pronounce his Rs and had a slight stutter. Walburga did not ever comment on it but Regulus felt she hated that he could not speak the same as his brother so he stayed quiet almost all of the time.

Of course, as he got older he worked on his pronunciation but he never grew out of being silent. But just as when he was little, he would talk Sirius' ears off.

(James and all of Regulus' friends think his stutter is adorable but they never mentions it because he knows Regulus hates it) (When he is talking and stutters or mispronounces anything he will just shut up until he feels like he can talk again)

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early jegulus my loves

james "now is this really how you'd like to spend your days? whiskey and misery, and parties and plays?" potter

regulus "if I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town, disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns" black

this whole song is so them i love it so much

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They’re gay your honour

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mean - june 21 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 279

“So, how’re things going between the two of you, then?” Sirius asked James lightly, jerking his chin toward the other room, where Regulus was still getting ready for their dinner reservation that evening. 

“So fucking good,” James replied reverently, beaming immediately. “He’s…he’s so perfect, Pads. It’s just..you’re really not mad? I thought you’d be furious, really. Just ask Reg, I was sick about it.”

“Nah, mate. Sure, it’s absolutely disgusting to see you both eye-fuck each other, but it’s cute to see you two happy. Plus, I saw it coming. You have a type, after all,” Sirius chuckled. 

The other man blinked, looking confused. “A type? Reg looks nothing like the last few people I dated.”

But Sirius just laughed. “No, he–”

But before he could finish, Regulus walked into the room, still fiddling with a few of his curls, and looked James up and down. “Jamie, go change into a different shirt, you look like a twat in that,” he said, grimacing.

Like his arse was on fire, James jumped up, grin on his face. “Yes, darling!” he chirped eagerly, nearly-running towards his room.

Sirius just cackled, making cooing noises after him.

And when James returned a few moments later, allowing Regulus to look over his new shirt before accepting a kiss as a reward, James sank into the couch and gave Sirius a flustered, lovesick smile. “He’s so fucking hot, right?” he whispered, gazing to where Regulus was sitting on the loveseat, completely ignoring them, tapping away at his phone, a frown on his face.

Sirius just laughed. “Mean, James. Your type is mean.”

“My type is perfect,” James replied dreamily, never looking away from Regulus.

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replace - june 21 - black brothers - jegulus - wolfstar - @black-brothers-microfic - cw: mention of shit parents!walburga and orion - word count: 343

“Aww, Reggie, this is going to be so much fun!” Sirius grinned, looking around the tiny, box-filled flat with unadulterated glee. “Living together? Just like old times!”

“‘Old times’ meaning when Mother and Father used to beat the shit out of us for breathing the wrong way? Oh, joy of joys, I can’t wait to relive that,” Regulus muttered, but he shot Sirius a smirk as he spoke.

“Quit being a killjoy. This will be great. We can actually enjoy living together,” Sirius said sternly, pointing a finger at Regulus as James came staggering in the room with another box, carefully placing it on the floor, panting and hunching over. “Plus, we can play pranks on each other! Y’know, like funny ones! Replacing each other’s shampoo with anti-fungal cream, or–”

But Regulus cut him off, a deadly look on his face. He stalked toward his brother, one finger pointing towards his heart, voice low and threatening.  “Sirius, I swear to God if you touch my shampoo, I’ll tell Remus about that time you spent two hours on the phone with me, waxing fucking poetic about his ‘fine ass’ and forcing me to pick apart every single one of his texts to see if he ‘maybe, might, possibly’ be into you all because James betrayed me and was on vacation with no cell service!”

Before Sirius, who was wide-eyed and terrified, could respond though, there was a voice from the door.

“You what?”

All three of them whipped around, expressions various levels of shock and horror.

And Remus, who was at the door, just looked at Sirius. “Y–you like my ass?” he asked, flustered.

“Yes,” Sirius muttered, face so red it was almost maroon. “But I–”

But he was cut off by Remus, who tripped over a box to lunge to him, connecting their lips together in a kiss so passionate it left both Regulus and James looking at each other rather awkwardly.

“Seems like they’re going to christen the apartment before we will,” James muttered, making Regulus groan with annoyance and pull him out the door.

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Regulus, walking into the dorm: I have a major sweet tooth, I enjoy cheesy romance from time to time, and I just made out with James Potter in the library

Barty: *suspicious*

Barty: why are you telling me this?

Regulus: because no one will ever believe you

Barty: oh you asshole-

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Sirius "You didn't give a warning sign" Black Regulus " I gave so many signs" Black.

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Nothing hits like "romantic couple and a third guy who's not dating either of them but is definitely a part of this dynamic"

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twilight - june 19 - black brothers - jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic- word count: 247

“Wow, you’re really obsessed with him, huh?”

Regulus, who had been staring at the TV with glazed-over eyes, running his hands through a sleeping James Potter’s messy hair and contemplating falling asleep, jumped as he looked up. “Sirius, what the fuck?” he cursed in a whisper, contorting his head and neck to check to see if James, who was resting his own head on Regulus’s chest, was still asleep. He was.

Sirius chuckled silently, sitting on the other couch and gesturing to the movie playing on the TV. “Twilight? Really, Reggie?” he murmured.

“It’s his favorite,” Regulus defended himself, gesturing to James, trying not to blush. “He’s had a rough week.”

“And you apparently have a soul, unlike Edward Cullen. Color me surprised,” Sirius smirked, crossing his arms and gazing at the way Regulus was still carding through James’s hair.

“Is this the part where you go all big brother on me? Tell me to be careful? Or worse, tell me not to hurt him?” Regulus muttered grumpily, frowning.

But Sirius’s amused expression softened. “No,” he smiled. “This is the part where I tell you I’m happy for you.”

Regulus felt himself soften as well, a rare bit of true affection for Sirius warming him. “Oh,” he whispered, a bit shocked. “Well, thank–”

“And don’t fuck on the couch.”

“Oh, fuck off,” he snapped at his brother louder, all affection leaving his body as he hurled a nearby pillow toward Sirius’s head, waking James in the process.

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A dark comedy about a cult leader who suddenly comes to his senses, realises that running a cult actually fucking sucks, tries to quit several times but the followers are too clingy, until he realises that the only way to get rid of them is to fake his own death in the most credible, believable, tangible way possible, in a way where absolutely none of them could deny that they really saw their leader straight-up die right in front of their eyes. Wouldn't even cross their minds to doubt that the corpse isn't the real deal. Their idea that their precious leader could never die (he said so once, while on cocaine) is shattered, their whole world is shattered.

So the former cult leader weasels out of it and starts a brand new, completely normal life somewhere else, happily pretending that absolutely none of that ever happened.

And then the followers find him again.

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regulus: i choose dare

inferi: i dare ya to c'mere

regulus: goddammit

regulus: ok fine

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Regulus: James, do you make wishes when stars fall?

James: Yes, of course!

Regulus (falling onto the bed in front of James): Well, what’s your wish?

James:

Regulus:

James: Oh...

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If you headcanon that Sirius thought of Regulus as “his baby”

I am stumped by this hc that I see repeated all the time, and I need to know if birth order plays into it. So curious!

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Ten year old Regulus Black who thinks that no one could ever love him more than Sirius.

Eleven year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him more than Walburga and Orian.

Twelve year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him more than Evan.

Thirteen year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him more than Pandora, Dorcas, Barty and Even.

Fifteen year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him more than Barty.

Sixteen year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him more than James.

Seventeen year old Regulus Black who thinks no one could ever love him.

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James “the protected” Potter and Regulus “the protector” Black

Regulus “the protected” Black and Sirius “the protector” Black

Sirius “the protected” Black and James “the protector” Potter