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Sirius’s first instinct after a fight with Remus is to pack a bag and leave. Not because he wants to, but because deep down he still believes love doesn’t survive anger. He grew up learning that love is conditional, that anger means abandonment. So he panics.

But Remus always catches him at the door. Every single time.

“I can be angry with you and still love you. I can need space and still choose you. Love doesn’t vanish just because things get hard.”

And that messes Sirius up more than anything.

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9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

Hi! <3

9. For characters I write regularly, probably James. He's just so positive, and I am NOT. But for characters I write less often, Lily. I just can't relate to her (though I love her).

26. SO many things. Namely longer drarry things. I get nervous about the characterization.

34. Honestly I can't think of anything in particular lol

Thanks for the ask!!

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2. Why do you write fanfiction?

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

2. Coping, 100%. I need writing to function and to work through my emotions.

5. Clandestine. I think it was a huge challenge for me and I also worked through a lot of my own gender confusion with it.

32. Clandestine- Trans Regulus finds support, becomes best self, also gets James.

Thanks for the ask!

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13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

Ooooo yay, I love these questions!

13. Harry Potter! I used to write fanfiction during elementary school ELA class, my teacher hated it! Though I might've posted something from Twilight first, on my old ff.n account.

22. Yes, usually instrumental Taylor Swift- lyrics distract me.

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arrange - june 24 - jegulus - black brothers - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 404 - got this idea from a tiktok

“Hi, I’m Sirius Black and I’m the Best Man.”

Sirius’s voice cut through the chattering crowd, drawing the attention of everyone in the huge room. James, who was staring, completely enamored, at his new husband, had to rip his gaze away to look over at his friend.

“I promise I have written a speech,” Sirius said, beaming at the crowd. “I even wrote it before the day of–take that, McKinnon!” A few people laughed. “But before I get to that, I have something special arranged.”

James looked to his left, exchanging a nervous glance with Regulus. “Do you have any idea—?” he muttered.

“Not a clue,” Regulus replied, looking terrified. “But if he does something stupid, remember that he’s your best man, not mine.”

James gulped, turning back to where Sirius stood, a terrifying smile on his face.

“James met Reggie when he was seventeen and was immediately obsessed. I’m sure you all remember,” he chuckled, allowing the crowd to grumble good-naturedly while James grinned and blushed. “But if you don’t, or you were lucky enough to not be there, I have quite a treat for you! I have proof! If you’ll all direct your attention to the screen to my left…Moony, you can roll the tape!”

Immediately, James’s stomach sank, because he knew what was coming. “Reg, wanna go have a quickie in the bathroom?” he whispered to his new husband, face getting warmer and warmer.

Regulus’s eyes, though, were glued to the screen, and he just waved his hand dismissively at James. “Later,” he muttered.

“Play this at my wedding! No–no I swear! Play this at my wedding!” On-screen James began shouting, his voice pounding through the speakers of the room. The screen showed James, Remus, and Peter all laying on James’s bed, Sirius clearly behind the camera.

“Why’s that, Prongs?” Sirius-from-behind-the-camera asked, his voice full of mirth.

“Because!” On-screen James grinned idiotically. “It’s–I’m seventeen, and it’s September first and I swear to all of you, I’m marrying Regulus Black someday. I swear!”

Present day James groaned, burying his head in his hands as the crowd awwed.

“I’m marrying Regulus Arcturus Black! You’ll play this at our wedding and I’ll be like, ha! Told you!”

“And that, folks, was James Potter, mere hours after he met Regulus Black,” Sirius said into the microphone, grinning.”And it all went downhill from here, as you can see.”

The crowd, and Regulus, burst into applause.

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mastermind - june 24 - background jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 389

“Alright, boys. Who did it?” Euphemia Potter asked, crossing her arms and looking fiercely at Sirius, James, and Remus, who all stood in front of her with their heads hung. If she hadn’t been so annoyed, it would have been hilarious to look at–three boys, all dramatically taller than her, looking completely contrite and a little bit scared as they listened to her yell.

“It…it was a group effort, Mum,” James piped up desperately, always the first one to break. 

“Yeah, we all kind of…played a part…” Sirius agreed, Remus nodding along with him, though both of them looked just as confused and nervous as James did.

“I see,” Effie said, tone short even as she still forced herself not to laugh. “So there was no clear mastermind, here? Nobody wants to fess up?”

All three boys were silent, eyes glued to the floor.

“And what about the fact that you needed a potion to make this happen, then?” she pressed, gesturing to her bubblegum-pink hair, which now reached all the way down to the floor. “I know all of you boys are smart, but last I checked, none of you are top in your class in potions. Who sent out for it? Are you sure you didn’t do it, James?”

James shook his head, but said nothing. “No, I—” but he cut himself off, looking between his friends, eyes narrowed, like he was trying to figure out who had sent out for the potion.

It was at this point Effie realized they were all covering for each other. And there was a chance none of them had done it. 

“Then who…” she began to mutter, flummoxed. But she stopped short at the sound of a laugh.

The chuckle at this didn’t seem to come from any of the boys in front of her. It took her a moment to place the source, but as soon as she did, her eyes grew as wide as saucers. “Regulus?” she gasped. “Monty?” 

The two boys were standing in the doorway in silent hysterics, wiping tears of mirth from their eyes. “Sorry, darling, it was just too funny!” Monty laughed, moving to press a kiss to his wife’s head.

But as shocked as Effie was, James looked thrilled. “Reg, you did this?” he asked, eyes dancing with glee. “Baby, I’m so proud!”

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identity - @rosekillermicrofic - slightly NSFW - word count: 180

“Oi!” Barty yelped, throwing his hands in the air, shocked to see four wands trained on him as soon as he walked in the door of Pandora’s flat. “The fuck?”

“Better to be safe than sorry,” Regulus scowled, wand never wavering. “People are using Polyjuice now. Things are getting bad. We need you to prove it’s you.”

“How the fuck am I supposed to prove my identity with four wands pointed at my junk?” Barty grumbled, but didn’t move.

“You answer a question. A question only Barty would know,” Pandora explained calmly. She looked around. “Someone think of something.”

The room was silent for a moment as everyone thought.

“Have to piss, here,” Barty mumbled, still standing with his arms raised high.

“Oh!” Evan gasped suddenly, face breaking into a suggestive grin. “What’d you say the first time we kissed?”

Barty grimaced but sighed in defeat. “I said if you didn’t fuck me in the next five seconds, I’d cut your prick off,” he shrugged, turning a bit pink.

Instantly, Evan lowered his wand. “That’s Barty!” he announced, smirking triumphantly. 

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boat - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 226

“C’mon, before anyone sees!” James whisper-yelled, dragging Regulus into the boathouse, grinning the whole time.

“Potter, you’re insane!” Regulus hissed back, looking this way and that over his shoulder as he allowed himself to be pulled inside, trying desperately not to smile. His heart was beating triple-time in his throat, his entire body flooded with adrenaline, but he had no way of telling if it was because James was holding his hand or because they were breaking about ten school rules at once.

As soon as they slipped inside, James turned, beaming at him. “Insane about you,” he murmured, crowding him against the wall and instantly taking Regulus’s breath away.

Regulus looked into his eyes, panting, frozen with desire. Fuck, there was no way he could act normal around this boy, it was completely unfair.

“I’m not letting you take me out on the lake in one of those,” he whispered, trying to break the obvious tension and avoid staring at James’s lips as he gestured to the covered boats. “You’ll kill us both.”

But James just let out a little laugh, his body pressed to Regulus’s as his eyes sparkled. “Baby, I may not be the best at driving a boat, but I promise you, I’d rather die than let you drown.”

Regulus’s heart galloped faster because, for some beautiful, awful reason, he believed him.

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Cas what does anon mean I’ve seen you use it a lot but I don’t get it sorry if this is a stupid question

Hi! No need to be sorry!

Anon means an anonymous person who wrote an ask- like you!

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Anon Advice Asks - June 24

sparkle anon, rainbow hearts anon, @0bsessedwithdeadgayswizards, Halloween anon (new), india anon

sparkle anon

i'm not sure how the advice asks work, so i'm just gonna ask it here

sparkle anon

heyy cas,

i've been studying this whole year for an exam (it's kinda very important in my country) and it's very close by. this whole year has been very stressful and i've been doing kinda shit mentally. it just feels like life isn't really worth living. what i wanted to ask is if you have any anecdotes of times in your life you felt happy or hopeful or things like that. if it's too personal you don't have to answer ofc.

i also kinda struggle with making friends and things like that. i have a very close friend, but i get a bit jealous of her when she talks about her other friends, parties she went to and things like that. i'm not sure why, but i'm a bit possessive. not in the way that i tell her anything, i guess i would just like to feel that too

your microfics are amazing (rosekiller is my fav) and i hope you're doing well<3

Hi <3

I'm not sure if this is helpful or not but talking to kids always makes me feel really hopeful. Like especially when I come out to them and they're just like "okay cool" and move on. Kids are such a good indication that the future is bright, you know? And I've met some amazing, kind, caring, empathetic kids. Life seems a lot more worth living when you see it through the eyes of kids.

With your friend...I mean could it be that you're worried she'll prioritize those things over you? It could be that asking for reassurance might help. I mean, don't be like "you like me best, right?" but you can say something like, "hey, can I have some reassurance that our friendship is important?" I don't think there's anything wrong with asking for that.

Sending love!

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rainbow hearts anon

Cas!!! Rainbow hearts anon here with a small update. My appointment for my hair dying is in two days so I am super excited also I have so many pool trips planned so that seems like it'll be fun. Trump bombed Iran. Hahaha this is just so funny. I mean he couldn't stop at just ruining our lives he wants to go international with his cruelty. My parents are stressed about this and so am I and so are my friends so at least we get some bonding from this (trying to stay positive). My birthday was today and I had lots of fun. We didn't really do anything because all I wanted was to dye my hair but my brother woke me up at 12 to give me my present which is the newest Kathleen Glasgow book that I've been talking nonstop about so yippee. We were going to go out to eat but my dad said his arm was hurting so we ordered and all enjoyed. Overall pretty chill day other than the fact that the possibility of usa entering a war just went up like a lot. Tumblr has been such a good escape and your blog and presence on here is so welcoming. I genuinely do not think you get as much appreciation as you deserve because you are sooooo awesome.🩷❤️💛💚🩶🧡🩵🤍💙💜🤎🖤

💐🌷🪻🌹🌺🌸💮🏵️🌼🌻🪷(flowers for you)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! I'm sorry Trump fucked it up for you </3 Remember if you use bleach when dying your hair, try to keep it out of chlorinated water as much as possible, at least in the beginning. It can fuck it up!

Thank you for the love and I hope your days continue to stay chill <3

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@0bsessedwithdeadgayswizards

cas ithink im out of the closet??

okay so i was with my mom we were waching a show and sh ewas all like "so have you got anything to tell me??" and i said no but she inssted she even went thrw my phone amd found tumblr and asked what that was i panicked she saw a wolftar fanart and looked at me and said "whats thatt??" and ididnt know how to respond after some time she asked if i was intrested in "homosexual" stuff and i oomg i started crying it was so bad and in the end i told her that ye i do ljke girls so she started crhing so we were both crying and i felt really bad and still do but she kept saying"ill love ypu no matter what" and stuff like that

then i desided to tell my dad so i said "dad i dont like guys i just like girls" and he sat in silence for 2minutes and then said "how do you know have ypu tried being witha girl?" and i was ljke noo but and tried to explain but after some time he said " youre too young to know and to be thinking about that stuff so just go to bed now pray and go to sleep" and i said okay but before i went to my room he kissed me on the forehead and said goodnight

so yeah that was yesterday night and now i still feel so so bad

Hi <3

I hope you don't feel bad, like guilty because there's NOTHING to feel guilty about! It sounds like your mom took it okay, at least! Your dad...well, maybe he'll come around as you get older? He obviously doesn't completely get it, but at I'm glad you're at least safe and nobody got angry or anything.

Remember, no matter what happens, your identity and your feelings are valid and you have so many people who support you. If you ever need to talk about it, my inbox is open!

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Halloween anon

Hi Cas!!!! :)

I have a friend who wants to borrow something that I have for Halloween (I know it’s not for a while but my friends like to plan early) and I honestly don’t want him to. It means a lot to me and it’s irreplaceable (Well it’s official HP merchandise I bought before JKR told the world she was an asshole so i’m NOT going to give her more money) but it seems rude to not. It would make perfect sense for his costume and I don’t want to seem uptight or like I think he’d break it- I’m just very much and over thinker and if it got lost I would be really upset. If I say no I don’t think he’ll be mad, just kind of upset and irritated, but I know it would still bother me

Hi!

Well I don't think there's anything wrong with saying no. It's YOUR thing, not theirs, and you have a right to set boundaries. I'd maybe try a "no, but." Like "I don't like letting anyone borrow this, but I can help you by....(making one, finding a cheap version, finding someone else with one, etc)." That way it doesn't feel as much like a rejection.

If it's a wand, I also know how to make them, if that helps! Lmk if you want me to explain!

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india anon

hey!!! its india anon

thanks for listening to me (or reading???) i really needed that, because i have noone to give me much advice like that so

thank you thank you thank you anyways, hope you have a great day :)))

Hi <3 No problem at all! please feel free to inbox me if you need to talk more!!

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exile - june 23 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 176

“James,” Regulus said in warning, shrugging his shoulder a bit to nudge the other boy’s face away from the crook of his neck, even as goosebumps broke out over the warm skin.

“Sorry! Sorry, baby,” James immediately said, pulling back and scooting a few inches away from Regulus on the couch.

“You know I have to study,” Regulus said with a smirk, not looking over at his contrite-sounding boyfriend.

“But you look so pretty when you read,” the Gryffindor whined softly, voice full of adoration.

“You also think I look pretty when I stuff my face with pudding,” Regulus laughed, shooting James a look. “Forgive me if I’m not convinced to take a break.”

There was half a minute of silence before James tried again.

“But love,” he said pleadingly, reaching out to stroke Regulus’s hair.

“Chair,” Regulus said firmly, swatting his boyfriend’s hand and gesturing lazily to the armchair nearby, eyes never leaving the page he was reading.

With a huff, James stood and padded over to the chair, exiled until Regulus finished his work.

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ally - @rosekillermicrofic - NSFW - word count: 152

“Hey Reg? You know the book Pandora got you when you first came out? About…gay shit?” Barty asked in a would-be casual voice, fidgeting with his hands.

“Gay sh–you mean Backdoor Basics?” Regulus replied, only flushing minimally, given the situation. 

“Yes,” Barty said firmly, shifting from foot to foot. “That one. Can I…er…borrow it?”

Regulus stared. “You know it’s not smut, right? It’s like…a how-to thing…”

“Yeah, I know,” the other man nodded. “I just…want to learn.”

“Learn what? How to–” Regulus started asking incredulously.

“I’m just a really good ally, alright? I want to know what it is you…you go through!” Barty whined, wincing.

But then Regulus remembered how Barty and Evan had been looking at each other lately. The long, drawn-out stares. The lingering touches….

“It’s on the bookshelf by my bed,” he sighed, stifling a smirk. “Just…keep it, alright?”

Looking both embarrassed and grateful, Barty nodded and stalked away.

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strawberry - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 290

“Okay. Okay, just…stay right here, okay? You cool off, and I’ll get the food?” James said hurriedly, holding his hands out to Regulus, palms forward, a worried look on his face.

“I’m okay, Potter,” Regulus sighed, sending the taller boy a small, tired smile as he sat at the table James had led him to. “Just hot.” It was very warm in Diagon Alley, and since he was paler than the average ghost, he tended to overheat easily.

“Hell yes you are,” James winked. “But stay here. Water and ice cream coming up!”

And before Regulus could even yell after him to tell him the flavor he wanted, let alone tell him off for the line, James was off.

“Such a stupid, perfect prat,” Regulus mumbled under his breath, trying not to smile.

James was gone barely five minutes before he returned, balancing two ice-cream cones and one bottle of water in his hands. “Hi, baby!” he called loudly, making several people look and Regulus blush. “Got your favorite!”

The Slytherin gaped, grabbing the cone of dripping pink ice cream. “How…how did you know I like strawberry?” he asked, truly confused. He couldn’t remember mentioning it even once.

“Oh,” James flushed. “You…er…you said it last year. When Sirius and I stopped by your table? Before we started dating. Remember? When you were talking to Crouch…?”

Regulus did remember. He’d simply said, ‘Barty, I swear to Salazar if you eat the rest of the strawberry ice cream, I’ll skin you alive. You know it’s my favorite.’ “You remember that?” he asked, shocked. 

“I…I told you, I’ve liked you for a while,” the Gryffindor shrugged.

It was actually very difficult to eat an ice-cream cone when smiling like an idiot, Regulus found.

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Ooo fun!

35 Questions for Fanfiction Writers! ✨

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Sorry if I don’t finish my fanfic before the world ends

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i've been thinking a lot and this feels like somrthing i need to rant about

it makes me so so so sad when i hear people talking about how awful their parents are. i grew up with amazing parents who i love so much. i wish i could share my parents with everyone because i want them to experience it how i did. it just makes me so upset to see stuff like that.

Look, I found James Potter!

But that's very sweet. On behalf of all of the people with shitty parents, thank you <3

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I'm writing something about Sirius and Regulus and I have almost everything prepared but I know that at some point these little brothers will be having a talk with their mom and I'm just like. avoiding. it. like. hell. cause I have no idea how a conversation between a both-escaped Black brothers and the nightmare herself would go. I really don't know how to structure her cause I don't know how she would talk or act since the fandom just refers to her as "Bitch™" and I don't know how to characterize such character. Any tips on her specifically or more general "Bad person" characters?

I tend to pull from real-life experience. Remember that you're allowed to characterize your version of Walburga how YOU want, so write her like you see her, not how you think other people want to see her! <3