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rabslocket · 1 year
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“You’re an excellent artist, reggie.”
Regulus glances at remus, surprised to see the gryffindor leafing through the few filled journals he must have left on james’ bed. He knows he shouldn’t be ashamed, but his poetry is precious to him, and the mere thought that remus had been leafing through it makes him feel violated. He’s afraid remus will laugh at him; tell him how ridiculous his little love-notes are. He frowns, snatching the book out of the werewolf’s hands and cradling it close to his chest as if it were something precious. And to regulus, it was. To him, it was everything. “Why were you looking at that?” he snaps, and if it were possible to hide his journals inside of himself, he would. He could feel frustration building up, and it takes all he has not to snap at remus. “You know, some of us have things we’d rather keep to ourselves.”
Remus looks stricken, reaching for regulus as if he’s a wounded child. “Regulus, I wasn’t-”
“I’m aware my talent doesn’t lie in writing, but it’s always been an escape to me. It’s- well, it’s taken me out of my head when i need that most, and i’d rather you not go and trample on my dreams because-” “Regulus,” remus’ voice is soft, and this time, he places a gentle hand on the younger slytherin’s shoulder. “I was only going to tell you that i think your writing is fantastic.” That startles regulus, for he looks to remus with wide eyes. “You mean that?” “Of course i do,” remus assures him, placing a hand on the protected journal. “I know what it’s like to need an escape more than anyone else, and i think yours is beautiful. If you’re not opposed, i believe you could go far with your poetry. You’re an artist, reggie.” And no matter how hard he tries to hide it, there’s no stopping the smile that makes it’s way onto the young writer’s face. 
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rabslocket · 1 year
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jegulus is the combination of so many tropes that i'm desperately in love with: mutual pinin, right person wrong time, best friends brother, rivals to lovers... there's so many possibilities
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rabslocket · 1 year
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regulus writes little poems about james into the margin's of his books, and he would burn the books to the ground before he allows anyone to see them
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rabslocket · 1 year
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regulus black being obsessed with astronomy is something so special to me. like, that boy knows the name of all the constellations and the stars within them; he knows the stories behind each shape in the sky. on the nights when he felt restless or just couldn't sleep, he would find himself in the astronomy tower, watching the night sky until he felt peaceful enough to rest again
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rabslocket · 1 year
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“you’re the brightest star in my sky.”
james’ head snaps to look at regulus, a fond smile blooming on his features. it was seldom that reg acted so soft, and james was planning on taking advantage of it. 
“you’re awfully sweet tonight.”
regulus looks away, his cheeks turning a rosy red. james thinks it’s the most adorable thing he’s ever seen, and he inches closer, putting an arm around reg’s slim shoulders. 
the slytherin whines, trying to pull away as his gaze rests on the stars above them. “I didn’t mean to say that out loud, you know.”
“I know,” james kisses his hair, “but i’m glad you did. you don’t have to hide from me, reg. you should know that by now. I want all of you, even the parts you’re too embarrassed to show. in fact, i think those are my favorite parts to see.”
if regulus wasn’t red before, he certainly was now. but this time, a fond smile creeps in amidst the blush, and the slytherin finally meets his boyfriend’s eyes. bathed in the starlight, drowning in the sweater he’d stolen from james, regulus looks soft, and james knows he will treasure the sight forever. “james?” even regulus’ voice is soft, much softer than it normally was. “I think i’m in love with you…”
james beams, his lips pressing once more to the ravenette’s hair. “I love you too… always.”
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rabslocket · 1 year
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i just started crimson rivers yesterday and i would already sell my soul for this fic it's the best thing i've ever read
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rabslocket · 1 year
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"i'm the problem it's me" is the most regulus black coded line that will ever exist
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rabslocket · 1 year
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i feel bad for all the harry potter fans who don't know about the marauders era, because they'll never know regulus black like i do-
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rabslocket · 1 year
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james and sirius would have been obsessed with tik tok. they would have created an account to do all the stupid dances and forced peter to film while remus catalogs all the reasons this is such a bad idea
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rabslocket · 1 year
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rip regulus black, you would have loved "reputation" and "midnights"
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