#and reg is like actually i’m very nice

[maladaptivewriting]

i love mean regulus but i love him even more when he’s not even trying to be mean. like he ends every interaction with “oh fuck, i think i was just really mean!”

[bri-cheeses]

Jerseys vs. Hoodies - Part 3

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 662 | Part 2 can be found here |

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“Merlin, you two are hopeless,” Regulus mutters under his breath.

Evan goes tense and looks over to see Barty’s reaction, but Barty is much too preoccupied with staring at Evan’s torso. It’s slightly unsettling, to be honest.

“Bee?” he prompts. “What are you looking at?”

Barty’s eyes climb up from Evan’s chest to his eyes, causing Evan to shiver.

“You’re wearing my hoodie,” he says.

Evan breathes in sharply.

“Oh,” he manages, then tries his hardest not to stumble over his words as he blurts, “I can take it off if you want. It was just the closest piece of clothing by my bed—” a blatant lie— “and I didn’t look at it before putting it on—” another lie— “and I’m sorry, I’ll take it off right now and—”

Barty’s hand covering his mouth cuts him off before he can start spiraling.

“It looks good on you,” he says, holding eye contact with Evan, who can feel Barty’s heartbeat against his lips. There’s something deeply intimate about the moment, and Evan doesn’t dare break eye contact as Barty slowly lowers his hand and opens his mouth to say something.

“Merlin,” Reg mutters again, because of course, “take the bedroom eyes somewhere far away from me, please.”

Evan immediately wants to scream at him, because that’s the second time today that Reg has ruined one of Evan’s moments with Barty. But the damage has been done, and he can feel the shift in energy before Barty even says anything.

“I mean, we can if Evan wants to.” Barty grins wolfishly up at Evan, eyeing him in a way that’s downright sinful. Evan tries not to feel too disappointed at the change in topic. After all, this is exactly what he had signed up for.

“Not today, Bee,” Evan murmurs as he turns back to his work. It might just be the hardest he’s ever had to try to focus on schoolwork. “I need to finish this essay.”

There’s a beat of silence as Evan scans through his previous work in an effort to resume his earlier train of thought, Barty a tempting distraction to his left. Barty tends to have this effect on him. Especially when he looks at Evan like he wants to drag him to the dorm and not let him come down for a good long while.

“Barty’s feeling neglected, Evan,” Regulus proclaims, breaking the silence.

Evan can’t help it. He looks over to the boy beside him, and sure enough, Barty’s gone back to pouting. Seriously, he needs to stop with this whole “wanting Evan’s attention” thing, or Evan’s going to get the wrong idea.

Evan aims his next words at Regulus, because it’s just easier.

“Tell him to get over it,” he says.

“He says to get over it,” Reg parrots, and Barty glares at him with enough force to make a weaker man wither.

But Regulus just blinks calmly and dips his quill into his ink pot, then writes his name on his essay with a flourish.

“Done,” he pronounces. “Now, I’m going to go get some dinner. Have fun and please don’t burn the library down.”

“Reg, we still have another twenty-ish minutes until dinner starts,” Barty points out, very obviously ignoring that last barb.

“He’s going to see Potter,” Evan stage-whispers. Barty snickers as Regulus’s face goes red.

“You know,” Regulus begins, narrowing his eyes at them, “before you said that I almost felt bad about leaving the two of you here alone together, considering everything going on between you, but now I’m actually pretty interested to see how this all plays out. Have fun dancing around each other like always,” he finishes, gathering his stuff.

Barty and Evan are both stunned into silence as Reg stands up and begins to walk away.

Only Barty recovers in time to call after him as he leaves, “Nice jersey, Reg,” and Evan groans because now is most definitely not the time.

Regulus simply gives them the finger in response, then disappears around the corner.

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(Part 4 will be coming out on Saturday)

[my-castles-crumbling]

Anonymous Request: James and Regulus meet before Sirius succeeds in setting them upon a blind date.

Chaos ensues.

Jegulus - Rated T - Nonmagic AU

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“So…erm…come here often?”

The man behind Regulus in line at the coffee shop jolted him out of his thoughts with the rather awkward and overused line, making him raise his eyebrow in amusement. “Really? That’s what you’re going with?” he asked derisively before he could stop himself.

And he really should have. Stopped himself, that is. The man was beautiful. Tall and fit, with dark hair and golden skin, hazel eyes glittering behind wire-rimmed glasses. But the man didn’t seem put out. He shrugged and smirked, murmuring, “Well, you answered, didn’t you?”

Regulus chuckled. “Fair.”

“Should I have gone more forward? My best mate loves the line, ‘Is there a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants,’” the man grinned, cringing just a bit. It was adorable.

Regulus resisted letting out a shout of laughter and wrinkled his nose. “Surely not. Ask me an intelligent question and maybe I’ll pay you some notice,” he advised, trying to keep a straight, unbothered face.

The man nodded, tapping his finger to his chin, pondering that. Then his face lit up. “What's your favorite Taylor Swift song and why?” he asked, as if presenting the most amazingly deep pickup line in the entire planet.

Regulus stared. Who was this man? ”That’s what you’re going with?”

“If you tell me you don’t like her, we really can’t go on a date,” the man shrugged, looking serious for the first time.

Regulus sighed dramatically. If this was how he wanted to play… “Don’t Blame Me.”

“For not liking Taylor? I have to-”

“No,” he interrupted, smirking. “That’s my favorite song.”

The man’s eyes grew as wide as his smile. He looked positively thrilled with Regulus’s answer. “Ah. Beautiful and smart.” Without asking, he plucked Regulus’s phone out of his hand and tapped at it before returning it to him. “Are you free on Saturday?”

Regulus nodded, trying to feel more angry that the man had taken his phone, but unable to feel any sort of negative emotion. Only a bit dazed.

“Brilliant! Pick you up at eight.”

It was only after the man left that Regulus looked down at his phone.

New Message: James: Is that a phone in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? 😀

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He was late. 

He’d spent all day thinking far too much about his coffee shop boy, James, and the way his eyes and smile and voice made Regulus’s stomach do funny things. He’d resisted the urge to text back, trying to regain a shred of dignity, finding that he had far more self-control when James’s laughter wasn’t ringing in his ears. But he was daydreaming, and it made him.

So he was the last to arrive for his dinner with Sirius, and when he walked distractedly up to the table, he had to do a double-take. And then a triple-take. Because there he was:

“Reg! This is James!” Sirius called, smiling in a way that said ‘behave or I’ll skin you alive.’

James, of course, looked just as shocked as he did. Which was good, really. To see him taken off-guard. It leveled the playing field.

“I’ve been telling you about him,” Sirius continued obliviously. And he had been. He’d been begging Regulus to go on a blind date with him, actually: James, Sirius’s best mate since school. Who he was convinced was perfect for Regulus.  How had he missed this?

James let out a chuckle, regaining his composure first, and offering Regulus a hand. “Regulus? Nice to meet you,” he grinned.

“And you,” Regulus replied after a moment, shaking James’s much bigger hand in his own. Gods, it was lovely.

“I’m sorry to spring you two on each other like this,” Sirius said, not looking sorry at all. “But you kept avoiding each other. And I really think you need to go on a proper date.” He paused and looked at James beseechingly. “What about Saturday? Aren’t you free?”

James met Regulus’s eyes, and it looked like he was struggling not to laugh. “Actually…I have a date,” he said, smiling. “And I’m very much looking forward to it. No offense, of course, Regulus.”

Regulus caught on quickly and tried to shrug good-naturedly. “I actually have a date, too. He’s a bit presumptuous, though. Don’t think it’ll work out,” he commented, proud of himself.

James threw him a humorously indignant look. 

Sirius let it go for a bit, obviously put out that they already had plans, but still cheerful as ever. He began prattling on about work and recent parties, at first unaware of the way James was blatantly staring at Regulus, grinning like he was seeing a piece of art in a museum.

But after he grew a bit more comfortable, the two began joking back and forth, talking about pickup lines and Taylor Swift, laughing at the way Sirius was clearly confused about how he was missing something, some inside joke they had, but how was it possible when they’d never met?

It took about twenty minutes for Sirius to comment on it. The way James was looking at Regulus. The way they laughed back and forth. 

He huffed and looked at them both with a frown. “Listen, I’m not an expert at this shit, but I think you two should cancel your dates on Saturday. It’s clear I’m a third wheel, here,” he complained lightheartedly.

“D’you think I should?” James asked Regulus, smirking at him playfully.

Regulus nodded and advised sagely, feeling giddy, “Better let him down easy, though.”

James grinned and took out his phone, sending a quick text.

Half a second later, Regulus’s phone dinged. He took it out an read dramatically: “When do you think Sirius will figure out we’re already going on a date,” he recited, eyeing Sirius, who looked thoroughly confused. “Dunno,” he said, turning to James. “We could snog. Maybe then he'll catch the hint.”

It was difficult to decide who was blushing more: Sirius or James.

[thedvilsinthedetails]

rosekiller microfic band au pt3

heyyy pt3 is here yayyy

I haven’t rlly read it thru again and I’m feeling pretty tired today so if there’s a quality dip that’s why but also we have some nice Barty POV which I find easier to write sooo balances out ig

also we have some Marlene in this one (u can thank @good-oldfashioned-lover-girl because I wasn’t gonna put her in but she loves Marls [not that I don’t] to and yk she’s the boss so 🫡🫡🫡 Marlene is in the fic and I’m actually glad bc I love her part in this)

oh also Reg is autistic in this [in my mind] so when I mention him wearing headphones it’s bc he wears headphones on public transport/often in public/during gigs to help block noise <3

oh also all the skittles have matching nail polish and little tattoos on their wrists (idk if I actually mention it here but just so u have it in ur mind)

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(Cw: lil bit of homophobia in here sorry)

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By the time the train arrived at their station both Barty and Evan had dozed off. Arms wrapping around each other, bodies curled into one another like a jigsaw puzzle. Evan didn’t wake up as gently as he fell asleep though because he was woken by Regulus kicking his seat aggressively. Once he finally opened his eyes he turned to face him. He was wearing his headphones, big and black originally but covered in splodges of spray paint from when Barty had offered to ‘customise‘ them for Regulus. He’d pushed them back though, now that the majority of people has filtered out of the little compartment.

“Hurry up and get your stuff.”

Regulus ordered before following Pandora and Dorcas who had already left.

Evan turned and tapped Barty gently to wake him up. Then when that didn’t work he shook him till he opened his eyes with a start. 

It took Barty a moment to realise where he was but even once he did he just grumbled.

“Ev don’t make me get up, please.”

He pouted, eyes wide and dilated in some kind of cheap attempt at cuteness.

“Come on you know you have to get up baby- Barty!”

Evan gaped, realising his mistake just too late. A slip of the tongue and he’d gone and fucked everything up.

“D’you just call me baby?”

A grin spread on Barty’s face and he poked Evan gently and laughed.

“You’ve been single too long Rosier.”

“You- you’re not mad?”

“Why would I be mad, baby?”

Barty winked, clicking his tongue as he got up and shuffled past Evan with a wicked smirk.

•••

Barty was going insane. 

Evan had called him baby. Baby. And fuck his reaction had been visceral. But like…in a good way? It made him want to bite down on something hard but that thing was the muscles on Evan’s arms. Or bruise something but that thing was Evan’s neck…with a hickey or two. 

Something about the way it had slipped out so naturally, so warmly. It just made Barty’s heart flutter. Made him want to grab Evan and shake the sense out of him enough to like Barty. Something along the lines of ‘kiss me, ruin me, dear God I’m begging you.’ Ah well, nothing you can’t really do about these kinds of situations except get on with it. Lying was something Barty had gotten very good at from a young age and not stopped since. Some might call it acting but those were the types of people who were just trying to convince themselves they were good and moral. Barty didn’t really care enough about that kind of stuff to bother. White lies this and how it contrasts with malicious lies that, like someone trying to section off a gradient in two. You can’t, it’s all the same monochrome blur in the end. 

Barty was lost in this little daydream when he heard Pandora roar.

“WHAT?!”

Now Pandora didn’t often roar, maybe laugh maniacally every now and then yes, but yell? Scream? That was never her type of thing. Save for some rare occasions that Barty could probably count on one hand. Pandora yelling meant it was time to stop daydreaming about Evan’s curls or Evan’s hands with their chipped green nail polish or Evan’s fucking tight t shirts. Yeah time to stop thinking about that and listen up. So he did.

“I do not intend to offend anyone by it.”

Riddle raised his hands up defensively with a cheap sleazy smile that immediately made Barty dislike him.

“I’m just saying that this venue prides itself on a distinct lack of…untoward behaviour. It’s not a massive deal, I think your lead and backup singers can use separate microphones for two nights of a six month tour. 

“What the fuck man?”

Barty stepped forward immediately hands curling into fists, Riddle was pretty short, he could definitely take him if that’s what it came to.

“Barty stop, that isn’t the right way to solve things. Come on let’s just- let’s come back later ok? See if we can talk to someone else, not this piece of shit.”

Dorcas spat out the last three words as she pulled Barty back to the group.

He was going to argue till he felt Evan put a hand on his shoulder, instead he just left Evan guide him away after the rest of the group.

“We’ll figure it out ok?”

“Fucking- Ev we can’t play there. They’re fucking homophobic.”

“Barty the O2 has been your dream since-“

“I DONT BLOODY CARE!”

“Barty shut the fuck up. I said we’ll talk about it and we will, we will figure it out but stop acting like a goddamn CHILD.”

Barty looked over at Evan who had his teeth bared, slightly wild look in his eyes. He was seething too, clearly. Just more mature than Barty.

“Ok, yeah.”

He breathed in.

“I’m sorry Ev.”

“Hey it’s alright. It’s just important the band shows a united front against this you know? We can’t split up or in fight because then, well then we all lose.”

“Yeah. Yeah you’re right Rosie. But we will do something.”

“I promise you they’re not getting away with this.”

Evan nodded. He tossed a hand over Barty’s shoulder, pulling him in just a little bit closer as they walked. Barty wasn’t complaining. 

•••

“You don’t get it Marls, we can’t just not play the O2. We’d lose way too much money off it, probably too much to be able to continue with the rest of the tour. Plus venues will think we’re unreliable and might cancel or pull out. Riddle is such a fucking dick, he only told us when we went there for a tech practice literally today.”

“Fuck yeah that’s shitty.”

Marlene was sat next to Barty on the floor of his hotel room, helping him repaint his nails. The entire band had them matching, a bright toxic green, his had started to fade though. 

“What if you just…ignore them? Do it anyway?”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s not like they can drag us off stage mid performance.”

“Not without exposing their homophobia.”

“Still…I wanna make a statement. Something big you know? Show them they can’t straight wash us.”

Marlene looked up at Barty, eyes twinkling mischievously.

“I might have an idea then.”

•••

Evan was sat in an alcove in the hotel corridor watching Regulus patiently braid and unbraid Pandora’s hair on the sofa opposite him. It calmed them both down whenever they were stressed. And Barty and Marlene, locked up together in Barty’s hotel room. Both raging homosexuals dead set on never following rules talking amongst themselves just before the biggest gig of the band’s history? Yeah that was a reason to be stressed. That’s when he heard the tell tale clump of Barty’s docs down the corridor. And he was walking with purpose.

As soon as he came into view Evan noticed the way his eyebrows were knotted together yet his eyes were glimmering with excitement. Evan had no clue what Barty was going to say next but it wasn’t that.

“Marlene thinks I should kiss you.”

Barty announced and Evan dropped his jaw, staring at him agape.

“What?”

“And I agree with her.”

“What?”

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OK HOPE U LIKED IT

xxx BYEEEE

pt4 probs gonna come soon bc I swear this fic has a life of its own

[anticanonsposts]

Fluff Alphabet-König

A= Affection (How they like to show their love.)

I feel like he’s into acts of service, like if he wakes up before you he’ll leave your coffee on the counter made, or if you get up before him you’ll come home to the bed made very nicely.

When you are in a more private setting he just likes to have a hand resting on you in some way.

He also does it by just remembering almost everything yo say, things you like, things you’ve done, things you want, he has a list of all that. 

B= Beauty (What do they especially admire about you?)

Mainly how strong and determined you are, that you have had some difficulties in life but nothing really deters you from trying new things. 

He also likes the black and white way you are with him, with most of the world you are confident and assertive but with him you are much softer and more gentle.

There’s just this warmth that radiates from you whenever he's near you.  

C= Cuddles (How they like to cuddle you.)

Despite the size I feel like he likes to be held, big spoon/little spoon he does not care.

He really likes having a bed that’s big enough for him though, once you guys move in together you specifically have to go buy one that will work for the both of you.

He usually likes to bury his face in whatever body part he is facing, he just really wants to be breathing in your scent. 

D= Dancing (Their favorite place to dance with you.) 

He has one of two places that are his favorites

The first is in the kitchen, usually impromptu when one of you is cooking/cleaning in the kitchen, playing music and the other comes up and starts to sway with the other.

His second favorite is when you are both (mainly he) are plastered at a club or party or something and since he’s drunk his anxiety is a lot less and he gets to just zone out with you pressed against him, moving to the rhythm of the music.  

E= Excitement (Do they get excited with you about things?)

Once he gets comfortable around you he will go into detail about things he is interested in.

He will also get super excited when you show interest in these things, especially when you make an effort to learn German.

He is over the moon when you and his mom start talking to each other on the reg, she quickly becomes obsessed with you and starts to always ask about you when he calls her.

He also loves when you rant about things you are interested and passionate about, it makes him really happy that you feel like you can talk to him about these things. 

F= First Date (Your first date together.) 

He is pretty traditional so he insists on taking you out to eat for your first date, but given his nervousness around a lot of people and the fact that he is already nervous because you actually said yes, you end up going on a picnic in a  park with some people in it.

He wants to make sure you also feel safe, not going to a super secluded area witha giant man for the first time.

I’m not gonna lie, your first date would probably be a little awkward because he doesn't have too much experience with first dates. 

But if anything he just wants to hear from you as much as possible.

G= Goals (Do they have things they want to achieve? Do they include you in these things?)

His ultimate goal for his future is to have a quieter, more boring life, preferably with a partner to share it with.

But more short term, to find a partner he loves, he wants to make them his and himself theirs.

H= Honesty (How open are they with you?)

Definitely not open at first, due to his anxiety he tends to get in his own head a lot and will be silent a lot around you at the beginning of your relationship.

You end up having a couple conversations with him about this, explaining to him how it makes you feel. 

But once you are in a  committed relationship and he knows he loves and trusts you, he gets to the point that he tells you pretty much everything.

He is able to truly trust you and tell you things he never thought he would tell another person. 

I= I Love You (Do they say it alot? Did they say it first?)

He for sure said it first and was nearly shitting himself when he said it to you the first time.

When you said it back he almost couldn’t believe it but then was over the moon for the next week, literally nothing made him upset that week.

Once you have both said it to each other, he says it to you like five times a day, at first just to hear you say it back, but also because he was so happy that he was now free to say it.

J= Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

He for sure does at the beginning, but it is more so jealousy because of his insecurities about himself rather than you.

He has full confidence that you would never cheat on him with anyone but he is insecure about the things he can improve on the others are already experts at.

But he gets better especially when you give him loving looks from across the room when you are at the gathering together. 

K= Kiss (Their favorite place to kiss you.) 

It's simple but he loves to kiss your cheek.

Usually he grabs your chin/face, but very gently.

He really likes how warm and plump your cheeks are and how they feel on his lips.

But when you kiss him on the cheek he blushes and his face/chest gets so red. 

L= Little Spoon (Who’s the little spoon?)

Let’s be honest obviously he likes to completely wrap around you like a big spoon but…

He fucking loves being the little spoon, he just feels very safe with you, and on a more superficial level he likes how your tits feel pressed against his back. 

M= Melody (What’s your song together?) Hehe I have no idea <3

N= Nicknames (Do they use nicknames for you?)

He uses pretty basic ones in English like sweetheart and babe but he has a phase where all he calls you is ‘my beauty’.

More often than not though he calls you pet names in German. 

O= Open Book (How hard was it to get to know them?)

Definitely very closed off at first, he doesn't like to open up to too many people but once you’re in his bubble, he talks your ear off. 

Once he trusts you there aren't many thoughts that he does not feel comfortable sharing with you.

P= PDA (How affectionate they are in public.)

Because of his social anxiety he is not very into PDA only because he already commands a lot of attention in public, and doesn’t want anymore. 

That being said he will always be holding your hand and likes it when you grab his arm at the same time.

Now when he’s drunk, it’s a completely different story, he is constantly kissing you and has his hands on your hips and waist.

If you guys are walking home from a bar he doesn’t pay too much attention so he repeatedly lifts you off the ground unintentionally as you walk as he pulls you closer to him. 

Q= Quirk (A weird but loveable trait of theirs.)

The shower always makes him sneeze, like without fault every time this man takes a shower he starts sneezing.

One time when you two were having sex in the shower, his face scrunched up and he sneezed which just caused you to start giggling and then he got shy. 

R= Romance (How romantic are they?)

Romance is this man’s forte, but you are quite literally the center of his world and he wants to make sure you know that constantly.

Surprise flowers? Check. Surprise little gifts? Check. Small intimate moments with you everyday? Check.

S= Secrets (Do they keep secrets from you?)

Like explained before, he definitely keeps secrets from you at first, before he feels completely comfortable around you. 

Especially because of his past of being bullied, he feels like it’s shameful and doesn’t like to tell people about it, but once he does open up there is no judgment from you, and it just solidifies how he feels about you. 

On a lighter note he has a really hard time keeping fun secrets from you, like gifts and surprises he has planned, he gets very nervous and goes silent a lot more. 

He’s the type of guy to be thinking in his head how excited he is and wanting to tell you, his best friend about it but then reminding himself that you are the recipient of the secret. 

T= Thrill (Do they like to keep the relationship new and exciting?)

He definitely loves domestic bliss because of the chaos that he has had in his career since he was 17. 

That being said, he loves to do anything that makes you happy, and he really likes to travel with you.

Especially when he brings you to Austria and you meet his mom and see where he grew up.

U= Understanding (How they comfort/support you when you’re upset or anxious.)

He does a lot of nurturing type behaviors when he notices your anxiety flaring up, like rubbing your back and giving you small touches in an attempt to ground you. 

He also really wants you to communicate with him when you feel like this because he just wants to know from you, what you need to be comforted.

Since he has a lot of experience with anxiety he understands how far from reality your thoughts can get, and its something that brings you closer together since neither of you have to explain your feelings/thoughts to the other. 

V= Vexed (How easily they lose their temper.)

Outside of his job he is actually pretty cool and level headed. 

Unless of course he is out with you and someone disrespects you.

Like if you are out in public and someone says something or does something so outrightly rude to you he usually starts to bitch them out. 

Or if you are having issues with your family. 

You tend to have this same behavior towards people disrespecting him which again just makes him feel very connected to you, knowing that he can always depend on you.

He would never yell at you out of anger or let his anger scare you in any way.

W= Weakness (What’s their weakness when it comes to you.) 

Touch this man’s forearm and he will bark like a dog, that’s literally all it takes.

If you're asking him for something while circling your thumb on his forearm he will immediately say yes.

He also has a huge weakness for your eyes, and if you make eye contact with him and ask for something he will almost always say yes and give you anything you want.

X= Xtra (Random hc about them.) 

Anytime he reads a book he always has a pen/pencil with him.

The books he has read are all filled with underlines and circles of passages he likes, words he thinks are cool, or parts that he thinks are beautiful and/or well written.  

Y= Years to Come (How they imagine your future together.)

He truly just wants a future with you and is willing to have it any way you want. 

If you want to marry him he would be overjoyed but he also respects you if you just want a lifetime partner status.

But bottom line he knows he wants to be with you for the rest of his life. 

Z= Zzz ( How they are when they sleep.)

I saw someone else say this and I agree, that since he is so used to sleeping in beds that are too small for him when he worked, he typically curls up quite a bit when sleeping.

However with you he really likes it because you don't care how much space he takes up as long as one of you is laying on the other. 

Also he becomes more and more of a deep sleeper as your relationship progresses.

I also think he might snore a little bit, at the very least it is a very deep and heavy breather. 

At first he’s worried that will keep you from falling asleep, but you also sleep with like 3 white noises playing so you tell him that you can’t really hear him.

[starchaserdreams]

Jegulus Microfic: Birthday

Happy Birthday, James Potter! You were always the most devoted, silly Marauder and I love you for it. <3

@jegulus-microfic - 3/27 - 365 words

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“Happy Regulus Day to you, Happy Regulus Day to you,” James sang quietly as he walked up to the table where Regulus was sitting in the restaurant. It wasn’t loud enough for the sound to carry very far, but Regulus was still embarrassed anyway. 

“It’s not my birthday,” Regulus corrected, “It’s yours.”

“-Happy Regulus Day dear Reggie, Happy Regulus Day to you,” James finished, despite Regulus' protestations. He leaned down to kiss Regulus’ cheek - which was actually more embarrassing than the singing, but Regulus was willing to allow it since it was James’ birthday after all - before sliding into his seat. 

“Is this your way of telling me you want me to sing to you?” Regulus asked, raising an eyebrow, “Because I’m not going to. One song is more than enough, and you already used up the quota.” He wouldn’t have sung anyway, which James probably knew, but Regulus liked the idea that he’d have to sit with this as a possibility.

James shook his head, a bright smile on his face. 

“You misunderstand, Reg, I’m not here to celebrate my birthday anymore.”

Regulus just stared at him, not understanding.

“You’re not?”

James shook his head. 

“I made a wish for my birthday. I wanted it to be Regulus Day instead, where we celebrate you.”

“I already have a birthday, it’s in July,” Regulus said flatly. James could be so ridiculous sometimes. Still, he was flattered. It was very James of him to have said that, and it felt nice that it was directed for Regulus’ benefit.

“Only one day a year? To celebrate Regulus Arcturus Black?” James asked in mock horror, “It’s not nearly enough. Two isn’t even enough. We’ll have to get someone else to donate their birthday to you too. We need to celebrate you more. That’s why we’re at your favorite restaurant today and not mine.”

Regulus bit back the sarcastic response that had come to him and just shook his head. He knew James meant well by it, and fighting him didn’t seem so necessary on his birthday, and particularly not on a birthday that he was using to celebrate Regulus.

“Thanks, James,” he said instead. “Happy Birthday, mon amour.”

[adharastarlight]

Tis The Season

Five: Calendar

The marauders are in a band, and discussing potential merch ideas... a slutty calendar is suggested as Regulus - who's been accompanying them as they tour - is very interested in at least one of the band members participating in that. (It's not quite smut but it's very obvious where it's heading... oops?)

“I think it’s a great idea! Our fans would love it!”

James shook his head at his madman of a best friend. They’d started the band in uni, with Rem and Pete and hadn’t expected so much success. He still got shocked sometimes by the size of the crowds, by how loud they were. It was mental to him. Not as mental as this though.

“Love, we’re not making a fucking nudes calendar!”

“Remmy, you’re so dull! Please?”

“No! I’m not having the whole world seeing my boyfriend like that. No.”

Sirius flushed at the possessive tint to Remus’ voice but didn’t concede, “I didn’t say nude, I said slutty!”

“I personally think it’s a great idea.” The voice drawled from the corner of the room, the man sprawled out on the sofa. The man who was also short-circuiting James’ brain. Sirius’ brother was just as dramatic as the band’s lead singer, but he was also just as, if not more, pretty, and it was entirely unfair. He’d joined them on their tour to avoid being at home and it was beyond distracting to see him every time he walked into the trailer. Especially when he walked out of the shower in a single towel, jet black locks dripping down pale skin in tantalising trails James wanted to follow with his tongue. Not that he would. Sirius would kill him and the bloke probably wasn’t even interested.

“See! Reggie agrees with me!”

Regulus smiled a devil’s grin and ran his eyes unabashedly over James, once, twice, a third time, “I think your fans would appreciate the view.”

The brunette swallowed thickly and just stared at him, willing his voice to work after the blatant staring which apparently no one else had noticed. Pete luckily cut in before he had to think of a rebuttal to that, “I think it’s fine, but I’m not stripping. Pads, you can be in charge of the sex appeal.”

Sirius jumped up, apparently deciding this was his victory, and tugged his boyfriend up after him, “great! We’ll go and get outfits now! And I’ll tell Marls to bring her camera over!”

His boyfriend sighed but relented, “yes, fine. Come on, Pete, James, you have to help me stop him going overboard.”

The blonde laughed and stood up to follow them out, nudging the brunette who was still staring and drooling at the younger brother, who’d gone back to idly picking at his nails. “You coming, prongs?”

He cleared his throat and nodded, stretching as he stood up. He felt the weight of the gaze on him before he looked and had to force back a smirk, “yeah, sure.”

Reg’s voice drawled out again then, “actually, Potter, the hot water’s not working. D’you think you could take a look at it? I want to have a shower.”

His brother shrugged and tugged on Rem’s hand again, “I’ll get you something good, Prongs. A hot shower would be nice when we get back, right, cheri?”

Remus scoffed and urged him out, muttering as they went, “yes, baby, we can stay in there longer if it’s hotter.”

Peter grimaced as he followed them out, letting the trailer door bang closed behind him. Leaving James alone with the gorgeous man who was currently eyeing him up as though he was a three course meal and he were dying of famine.

The brunette swallowed thickly and forced a carefree smile, “I’ll go and have a look at the water.”

“Thanks, Potter.”

He nodded and headed into the small bathroom. He hollered when he was done and almost cursed when the younger man walked in, almost pinning him against the wall due to the small space, “all sorted.”

Reg smiled that goddamn grin again and turned his back to him, “grand, could you help me with the corset? It’s awfully fiddly.”

“God help me.” He hissed the words under his breath as he started loosening the ribbons, training his eyes on the ceiling as cool skin was slowly revealed under his touch. He carefully pulled it up over the other’s head when he lifted his arms and rested it on the side.

“Mm, thank you.” He turned back to the brunette, his smile fixed in place.

James stared at him, letting his eyes track every freckle and mark and along his chest, over his surgery scars and down, down to the V and the trousers which he realised a moment too late were being undone. He almost choked, “Regulus-”

“Mmhm?”

“What’re you doing?”

He shrugged daintily and ran his hand up the other’s torso before resting it against his chest, “having a shower, why?”

The older man shivered and forced himself to look up and meet his eye, “don’t you want some privacy?”

Reg laughed, head thrown back and fuck, that neck was right there and it was almost impossible to resist, “are you playing dumb or are you really this innocent, darling?”

“God, what’re you doing to me?”

“Do you think I don’t notice you staring?”

James flushed crimson and ran a subconscious hand through his hair, “sorry, I-”

“Don’t apologise.”

“I think I should, this-”

“Don’t think. Don’t think about it.” He gripped the tee his hand was resting against and tugged him slightly closer, “don’t think at all.”

The brunette almost died on the spot before he managed to get his brain to cooperate and surge forwards, cupping the younger man’s jaw and dragging him up into a tantalising kiss which had him feeling like if he died right now, he’d die happy.

Reg groaned against his lips and buried his free hand into messy curls, he gasped as a warm hand covered his lower back, pressing him closer, dipping lower until just the tips of his fingers had slipped under the waistband of his trousers, “James.”

“Tell me to stop, Reggie.” He breathed the words against his lips, trailing kisses across his jaw and up to the spot just below his ear, whispering into his skin, “tell me to stop before I forget why this is a bad idea.”

“Not a chance.”

James cursed against his skin before kissing the same spot, biting lightly to drag out a breathy moan. He pushed against his chest gently, urging him to walk backwards out of the small bathroom. At the indignant huff he smiled, trailing his kisses black up to his ear, “I need more room to work.”

“Mm, someone needs to teach you the joys of fucking someone against a wall.”

He smiled and lifted him up, humming appreciatively when those legs wrapped around his waist, lazy arms draped around his neck, “next time.”

Reg scoffed but it was breathier than his usual, “bold of you to assume there’ll be a next time, Potter.”

“James, if you want me to touch you.”

The younger man huffed again but tilted his head back without an ounce of resistance when the brunette’s lips started their descent again, “we don’t have this much time, James.”

“I’ll bloody make time.” He almost tripped on his own drumsticks on his very distracted path to his bed, lowering the other down carefully and leaning over him, “fuck, I’ll steal time if I have to.”

“If you were so desperate, you should’ve just said something, darling.”

[inevitablestars]

hi hello i’m about to wash my hair so im gonna ask you about the black cousins and their hair care routines!! who uses the most product!! who spends the most time styling it!! who has naturally good hair!! who has to work for it!! <3

hi kat! okay so u don't think i've ever properly thought about this but i do have thoughts

clarification that this is subject to change based on the universe but this is what i've got at the moment

so all of these things vary and have different like rankings of most to least so you're getting a very nuanced answer

who cares the most about their hair: (this is going to be controversial)

1. narcissa - she really cares especially given that she is the outlier of the family with blond hair and that is very special to her and also sometimes an insecurity though most of the time she loves it. she's the one that prefers to leave the house with her hair done and will even do it on days that she's not going anywhere

2. regulus - he takes pride in it in a not shallow way. he wants to look out together to distract from the fact that he is not always put together. reg is really good at putting on a face and a front and his hair plays into that

3. bellatrix - her hair is wild but she loves it. it's one of her favorite features so she cares a lot about it, though not as much as the two above as she will more likely go out without it looking as nice and be okay with that or not care

4. sirius - controversial take but to me it is accurate. sirius doesn't actually care all that much about looks. that being said, stunning flawless, etc etc, but sirius doesn't care. it's not a priority to do their hair they will easily go without doing it because they still look good

5. andromeda - somewhat here by default but also andy is more simple in this regard. looks aren't the most important thing to her so she doesn't care all that much about her hair per say. all of this being said all of them do but andy just ends up last

most product:

1. narcissa, again she has the color upkeep so she uses quite a bit of

2. bellatrix, those curls need it and she cares about them so on good days of taking care of her hair, quite a bit of product

3. andromeda, again any of the curlyness of her hair requires a bit of product but she goes with a fairly simple routine given that

4. sirius, not as much as the girls, but sirius slaps some products in and they do their job and nicely tame their hair

5. regulus, he fusses with it a lot but with minimal product because again he wants to seem put together and seem effortless so if he can use minimal product he will

most time/effort (combining this bit):

1. regulus. it's the longest part of him getting ready because he has some soft curls that he tries to get to sit perfectly around his face everyday. it's all an act for him to seem effortless and near perfect so he puts in the work

2. narcissa, same as up top! she cares so she puts in the work

3. tying bellatrix and sirius here because for both of them it depends. some days sirius puts time into it but a majority of the time it comes easy and they don't have to do anything and they only put the time in when they care to. bellatrix is similar though everyday there's some effort but not much and the days that there's a lot of effort it's a lot

5. andromeda. listen she keeps coming in at the bottom but she really just like is easy when it comes to her hair. most likely to throw it in braids and call it a day when she doesn't want to deal with it (sirius does this too) and the times she does put extra time in are fewer and farther between

this got rambly.... i have a lot of thoughts about them but you knew that. thanks for indulging me <3

[bri-cheeses]

Fiercely and obsessively (wrapped around your finger) — Part 8

| Rosekiller Soulmate AU | Previous part is here | Word Count: 767 |

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Barty hadn’t figured he’d have to wait very long, but he was starting to have second thoughts by the time the weekend rolled around. Evan had gone back to acting odd again, even more so than he’d been before his birthday. Every time Barty went to knock his shoulder, or to ruffle his hair, or to lean against him on the couch, Evan would shy away from him like his touch was poisonous. And each time, Barty would recoil before attempting to brush it off as a fluke or misunderstanding. But the more times it happened, the harder it was to dismiss.

And so, seeing as this weekend happened to be a Hogsmeade weekend, Barty had vowed to corner Evan and find out just what was making him so skittish this time.

“What are you wearing?” Barty asked Evan from across the dorm, where he was digging through his dresser. Evan looked up.

“Um… a shirt and some shorts,” he said. “Why?”

Barty sighed. “It’s just that Dorcas got me this nice, muggle-style shirt for my birthday, but I’m worried it might look out of place. What do you think?” He held up the shirt, which Dorcas had called a tank top, and showed it to Evan.

Evan took in the tiny sleeves and elastic fabric, and his eyes flicked to Barty’s torso. He was no doubt imagining how it would look on Barty in a throng of wizards and assessing if it was too risqué or not. Why, then, his cheeks filled with color, Barty didn’t know, but he didn’t much care as he waited for Evan to respond.

“Yeah,” Evan rasped, then snapped his mouth shut like he had said something bad. But he didn’t take it back, which was good enough for Barty.

“Okay,” he decided. “I’ll wear it.”

An hour later they were with Regulus, Pandora, Dorcas, and Marlene, walking through the town of Hogsmeade. Dorcas had been delighted when she saw Barty’s choice of outfit, and even Marlene had commented on how she liked the grunge design of it. It was a nice confident boost, especially when Evan hadn’t been saying much to him at all ever since the conversation in their dorm.

“Marlene and I are going to go Zonko’s, if that’s okay,” Dorcas told the group. Behind her, Marlene grinned, clearly excited at the prospect of the joke shop. “See you guys later.”

“Actually,” Pandora interrupted, “Reg and I will walk with you a bit. We’re going to the Three Broomsticks, so we can all walk together until you reach Zonko’s.”

“Sounds good,” Dorcas responded, nodding her head. She turned towards him and Evan. “That leaves you two alone. Try not to burn anything down, please.”

Barty gasped, affronted. He searched the faces of his other friends, because surely one of them had just a little bit of faith them, right?

He found nothing but nods and murmurs of agreement.

“Seriously, you guys?” he asked. Pandora smiled, Dorcas shrugged, and Reg tilted his head. Marlene just laughed.

“I think she’s right to be saying that,” she said, still laughing. “You two are the craziest pair I’ve ever seen. That being said, I really would like to go to Zonko’s now, so please do try not to argue against plain facts too much.”

Next to him, Evan snorted inelegantly.

“I’ll keep him out of trouble,” he promised, and Marlene nodded at him once before turning and hooking her arm in Dorcas’s to pull her along after her. Regulus started to trail after them, and with one last small chuckle, Pandora went, too.

Leaving Barty alone with Evan.

“So, uh,” he began, not entirely sure that this is where he wanted to have this conversation, but if it had to be here then so be it. But Evan stopped him before he could get much farther than that.

“I was thinking we could go to the Shrieking Shack.”

Barty wrinkled his nose. There wasn’t much to do there other than stand at the fence and look at a rundown house with an odd name, and why Evan wanted to go there was lost on him. Except… there probably wouldn’t be anyone there other than them. And if no one was there to overhear, then Barty could ask Evan what was up without worrying what other people might think.

“Yeah, sure,” Barty agreed after only a slight pause. Evan didn’t wait to say anything more before turning and walking off, then looking back with a raised eyebrow as if to say, “You coming?”

Barty immediately hurried to catch up, and off they went.

-

(Part 9 is here)

[thedvilsinthedetails]

rosekiller microfic

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL ACE DAY YAYAYAY

here enjoy a rosekiller microfic [1066 words so idk how micro it really is but shhhh] with ace Evan and Barty ‘no homo but I think I love you’ Crouch Jr [I love them so much]

“Truth or dare?”

“Aw come on you guys know me, dare obviously.”

Barty grinned at the circle of his friends sat cross legged all around him.

“Mmm I’ve got one.”

Regulus raised an eyebrow challengingly, everyone knew Regulus gave out the most brutal dares. Barty wasn’t phased though, it was almost impossible to make Barty embarrassed honestly, outwardly at least. Last time he’d taken a dare from Regulus he’d gone around school in bright pink robes for the next week. 

“Bring it on Reggie.”

“I dare you to make out with Evan till I stop you.”

Barty scrunched his nose.

“Oh is that it?”

“Uh rude.”

Evan said.

Barty turned to him quickly, placing a hand on his best friend’s cheek.

“Don’t be like that Goldilocks you know I’m hopelessly in love with you. I just meant Reg usually gives…more dramatic dares.”

“Yeah whatever prick. And who says I wanna make out with this dickhead anyway. It’s Bee’s dare not mine.”

“Aw come on Rosie don’t you think I’m pretty.”

Barty batted his eyes and pretended to fan himself, Evan shoved him to the ground with a laugh. Evan had one of the prettiest laughs Barty had ever seen. He wasn’t gay or anything but the way Evan’s halo of blonde curls bounced up and down gently made his stomach flip. Barty sort of wanted to reach out and run a hand through those curls actually, they looked soft. Evan looked soft, in a big purple hoodie and smooth warm skin and red lips currently stretched out in a big smile that just made his whole face light up. Barty found himself joining in. Evan pulled him up off the wooden floor and ran a hand through Barty’s hair, messing it up affectionately.

“Fine, I guess I’ll do it.”

Barty turned, facing Evan properly and lifting a hand to his cheek as Evan pulled him in by the collar. They were so close now, hesitating just before their lips pressed and all Barty could think was EvanEvanEvan. 

He could smell him, the conditioner he used softly scented of toffee and pears.

He could feel his breath warm and tickling against his skin.

“Come on get on with it. 

Regulus huffed. And suddenly they were meeting in the middle and Evan’s lips were pressed against him and he tasted better than Barty could ever have imagined and and-wow. This was nice. This was lovely. Barty’s hands wandered to Evan’s hair, fingers running through it like he’d imagined only moments ago. But it was so much better than he’d imagined. Evan was so. And it was wonderful. And the way Evan had his arms wrapped around Barty’s waist, pulling him closer made the butterflies in his stomach just soar. He wanted to stay like this forever, just utterly surrounded by Evan. He loved this. He loved- Oh. Oh. 

Oh that’s what this was. 

And it all made sense suddenly.

Evan pulled back panting for a moment and Barty tried to bite back the smile he could feel forming on his face as he saw Evan’s kiss bitten lips. 

He leaned back in again to keep going but Evan glanced his eyes around and sighed.

“Barty.”

He motioned his hand out and Barty glanced around. The room was empty, the others must have snuck out while he and Evan were- he tried to stifle his smile again as he thought about it. He clearly didn’t manage very well because Evan flicked his arm angrily.

“It’s not funny.”

“No, no I wasn’t laughing I just…had fun.”

Evan glanced up at him eyes wide and pupils dilated.

“Y-you did?”

“Yeah. We could…keep going. Only if you wanted obviously.” Barty mumbled. 

Evan opened his mouth and then shut it again. 

“I- I don’t know if that’s such a good idea Barty.”

Barty felt his world crash down around him. Or it felt something like that at least.

“Yeah. Yeah it was stupid I shouldn’t have- I uh-“

His words felt like lead in his mouth. He was so stupid. So fucking dumb. He-

“Barty.”

Evan’s voice was soft and grounding. Evan’s hand on his shoulder was even more grounding. He looked up at his best friend.

“You good?” Evan asked.

“Yeah. Thanks. I just shouldn’t have said that.”

“Barty…do you like me?”

“I- yeah. A lot actually.”

It felt somehow wonderful and horrifyingly disarming to admit. He squirmed under Evan’s gaze. Vulnerable, as a rule, was not a thing Barty Crouch Jr strived to achieve. 

Evan’s eyebrows shot up.

“Oh. Oh same. I really…”

Barty’s breath hitched. 

“Be my boyfriend, please.”

He asked voice scratchy and quiet.

Evan paused. He seemed to be having a conversation in his mind, eyebrows furrowing. Barty reached up and pressed a thumb between his two brows.

“Talk to me.”

Evan sighed softly.

“I can’t give you the things you want in a relationship.”

“Evan the thing I want is you.”

“I know. But I don’t, I hate sex, it just grosses me out and I don’t think I’ll ever want to do it and I know you like it and- and I don’t want you getting bored of just me.”

“How could I ever get bored of just you?” Barty murmured, eyes searching Evan’s face for some kind of plausible answer. Impossible. Because I could never be bored of him.

“Barty there’s no going back if this all blows up in our faces.”

Evan warned but Barty could feel the way his face had edged closer.

“Evan there already is no going back. Besides I never want to. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

And with that they kissed again. And when they broke apart again it was because Barty couldn’t stop grinning. Foreheads pressed together they breathed gently.

“So will you be my boyfriend?”

Barty asked with a chuckle.

Evan mussed up his hair again.

“What do you think you cunt?”

“Mmm I think your insults won’t work anymore now that I know how irresistible you find me.”

Evan groaned as Barty tugged him up to standing.

“I take it all back, I hate you.”

Barty laughed, pulling Evan to his bed. 

They fell asleep there, cuddling and whispering soft words and gentle laughter till Regulus found them in the morning, curled up against each other with soft smiles.

“Fucking FINALLY!”

Barty and Evan just laughed. 

[itsjaywalkers]

hi laurie <3 id like to join all of the horny anons…

i know we will eventually get to see oby reg top james (and maybe boxer james as well?) but i’m curious to know if for either of these james if it’s his first time bottoming?? does reg or james bring it up first etc…

hi cass my love <33 AND PLEASE DO you're always more than welcome to join whatever madness that's going in my inbox at the moment!!

YES BOXER JAMES IS GETTING TOPPED AS WELL and in fact he has never bottomed <3 reg will be his first time <3 he insists that it's bc he's never been interested in bottoming and that with a cock like his it would be a crime not to top🙄🙄🙄 (he's literally so fucking annoying) but the truth is that . he's a bit intimidated by the whole thing

he doesn't bring it up at first, they're bickering when reg first suggests it and he taunts james a bit to get him to agree bc he really wants to fuck him and thinks he can make him feel sooo good. james is very flippant about the whole thing until it's time for it and reg notices how . restless he's acting . he ends up admitting that he's never bottomed before and he and reg talk a little about it (this is a lot of Progress bc having deep conversations with boxer au james during sex is almost impossible sometimes, esp when he's feeling vulnerable). reg does end up fucking him, and when james realises it's actually quite nice he tries to get cocky again, but reg fucks all that arrogance out of him <3 until he has him sobbing and begging and whining into the mattress <3 basically makes him his bitch <3 (as he should!!)

for oby james it's not his first time BUT he doesn't bottom often bc of the . assumptions his partners usually make when they start dating him. they usually only want him to top, and james likes to please, and is afraid of being judged, so he doesn't mention the bottoming thing even tho he looooves bottoming

making ghosts james bottoms more often than he tops, while nothing happens james doesn't really care (during the start of his sexual relationship with reg he always tops but at a certain point they begin switching and he doesn't have that much of a preference). i'm not so sure about feeling good james bc i don't know him that well yet, but he has absolutely bottomed before, although fucked up road trip james hasn't (unfortunately idk if he'll get to do it during the fic </3 fingers crossed tho!!)

[rollercoasterwords]

same anon who is fretting left and right abt r and s and everyone else ;_; i love having ur insight and thank u kindly for the long answer…. exactly what i wanted *evil laughter* but i have a follow up!

this might be too far into spoiler territory tho…. another Painful element of this beautiful fic is the lack of love between s and j it’s KILLING MEEEE (as always in the best way) not seeing them as they usually are… will we ever get any s+j friendship crumbs? or is this just not possible within the world you’ve created? i trust ur Vision either way i’m just gnawing at the bars of my prison cell thinking about the possibilities…..

hmmm yeah i feel like i can’t really talk abt like. what’s going 2 happen w them without getting too spoilery (although my usual like…wip policy applies here lol if you absolutely want them 2 be friends stop reading if u absolutely don’t want them 2 be friends stop reading be ready 4 it 2 go either way etc) but! i can talk a bit abt like. how james currently feels where we’re at in the fic & how his feelings have changed

what i've been trying 2 do w j + s in this fic is like. well clearly they hated each other at the beginning bc s sees this arrogant pigheaded order soldier whereas j sees this entitled foolish d.e. & that starting animosity is pretty intense, although it's a bit more personal 4 s--j is like. one of the first order members he's knowingly met + becomes kind of his warden in a way so he pretty specifically hates j whereas for j s is just one of many d.e. he's encountered before so he doesn't really hold a grudge in the same way once they start working together, although he also isn't quick 2 trust s bc unlike his brother s didn't join the order of his own accord (obv. reg didn't exactly join of his own accord, either, but that's pretty much how j sees it).

so when they do actually start working together j is like. well this guy's gotta prove himself if he wants me 2 trust him but once s does start proving himself he's pretty willing 2 put the old animosity aside, and he views s as part of their team--hence him risking his life 2 go back & save s, etc. s, on the other hand, is holding a personal grudge & specifically does not like j so even when j starts acting a bit friendlier towards him he's still like. hmph. bc while j is like "oh holding u prisoner was nothing personal obviously it was just what we had 2 do 4 the order" for s it was very much personal! lol

anyway despite the grudge etc. they do both mutually begin 2 realize that they have certain key similarities--specifically, the fact that they both feel responsible for the people they care about & would do pretty much anything 2 protect them, even if it's something those people wouldn't want them to do. so when we reach this point where they need 2 break into the dept. of mysteries, they both end up reaching the same conclusion abt how they're going 2 have 2 do that, and realizing that they've both reached that same conclusion kind of bolsters that mutual respect they're developing 4 each other. so there's sort of this truce struck while they're planning s's obliviation, where they still aren't friends exactly & probably wouldn't go so far as 2 say they like each other, but they're also like...the only people who can kind of understand what the other one is going thru + sacrificing (as in the convo in the james pov where s says 'they're all gonna hate us,' etc), and in a way it's nice 2 have someone who understands u in a way the others can't...also s going thru w this whole plan has made j respect him a lot more & view them as much more similar in terms of both being practical (and ruthless) enough 2 place larger goals above their own well-being + being willing 2 do things that will make their loved ones hate them as long as it keeps those loved ones safe. so j's feelings towards s have obviously changed quite a bit! of course now s has no idea who j is so. suppose maybe he'll have a chance 2 make a better first impression next time around lol

[carrotcakecrumble]

OK, so for the ask game, I really want to know: 2,8,19,22,23,29!! I hand picked them (don't ask me on what criteria though......)

HI THANK YOUU

2. Scenes that live in your head rent free?

Only one, it starts where it says ‘Chapter 1’ and ends where it says ‘Chapter 16’

Ok no but fr, I LOOOOOVVVEEEE pillow talk scenes so that one scene where the car lights are coming in through the window and it’s dark and they’re in love and cuddling and Laurie’s telling Ralph to shut up for a minute🥹🥹🥹

8. If you could add one school scene to the book, what would it be?

Technically already answered BUT I have MANY MORE SO, let me say another, and idk if this technically counts but, I would loooooove a little Ralph-in-school backstory. Like his first crush, him coming to terms with himself etcetc. Very literally I would kill for it

19. Secondary character that needs more love?

I’m naming 2 bc I need to. Hazell and Sandy. Unloved, unfairly hated, they need a REDEMPTION it’s not fair🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ tbh I might write a whole post on them bc🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️(and and uhhhh Dave👁️)

22. What was the soldier at the party about to reveal about Alec/Ralph?

Ok so I already answered this BUT I DO WANNA ADD — I feel like he was definitely gonna say something along the hooking up lines, but that doesn’t mean it’s necessarily true, it’s just goss (but also I truly truly hope it’s true)

23. Reg & Laurie and the way it ended

DONTBRINGTHISUP will one day finish my fic that addresses this because I CANT BELIEVE

THE AUDACITY OF IT ALL

but mainly my thoughts boil down to ‘Laurie be fr rn’

I understand it’s the whole thing about the betrayal of him telling Madge (i think), but can I just say, why shouldn’t he? Reg is quite good about it considering (and compared to others) in the context, but it’s obvious he does struggle reconciling the Laurie he knows with the societal idea he has of ‘cissies’ etc,,, as dramatic as it is from our modern viewpoint, he does have to come to terms with the fact that someone he see’s as a dear friend, a good and proper person, is also someone he’s been told are perverts and criminals (and everything that goes along with those titles.) So why shouldn’t he confide in his partner about it? I assume from his embarrassment at the reveal as well that maybe he made it clear that Madge shouldn’t say anything or something like that. Her bringing it up in front of everyone (considering it is illegal and looked down upon) is the wrongdoing in this scene, not really anything that Reg does. In fact, he seems to have accepted Laurie’s sexuality quite well, because up until that point we kind of get the impression that they’ll continue to be friends along the lines of don’t-mention-it-again, so isn’t it actually kinda nice that it isn’t that Reg is just completely ignoring it all, but that he is bringing it out into the open with his partner in private, trying to come to terms with it in order to continue a friendship with Laurie that’s based more on truth??? OK RANT OVER ANYWAY basically, I want them to be friends again pls🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

29. Charioteerism you have adopted into your vocabulary?

I already spoke like a massive toff so I already had a few shsjsj, BUT BUT ‘my, my’ is such a VERSATILE LITTLE PHRASE i love it, say it all the time just naturally now🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ and haven’t had a chance to use ‘aren’t we butch’ but as soon as the opportunity arises👁️👁️

[justtluffythings]

HOME: Book 6 - CHAPTER NINE

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“Cheers, team! Here’s to a great game today and to the great season to come!” The Ravenclaw team minus Mavis clinked their glasses and cheered. “Now I don’t want to see any of you again until Tuesday!” The team chuckled as Veronica turned to Reggie. “Come on, let’s go to the upper level. It’ll be quieter up there.” Once on the upper level of the pub, the two found a table in the corner and sat across from each other. “Thanks again for coming today, Reg. I’m sure you must be so busy at work.”

“Actually, we had the day off today anyway, so it worked out well.”

“Nice! I still can’t believe you get to play Quidditch for a living. The Pride of Portree team is so lucky to have you.”

“It’s definitely a dream come true. I was so lucky that one of their Beaters was retiring this year.”

“So how is it going? Is it anything like Quidditch at Hogwarts?”

Reggie chuckled. “Sort of, but it’s much more intense, as you can imagine. The coach is definitely a hard ass, but what else can you expect from the Scottish?”

Veronica raised her hands in the air and laughed. “You said it, not me.”

Reggie shoved her shoulder playfully. “Yeah, yeah. You know V, I heard through the grapevine that the Holyhead Harpies are losing a Beater in a couple years. You should try out. I know you’d get the job.”

“I think you have too much faith in me.” Veronica smiled as she shook her head. “Anyway, I don’t want to give up on my dream of teaching just yet. Flitwick made some comments to me that sounded like something was coming my way. I don’t know what it possibly could be, but I’m holding on to hope, so we’ll see.”

“Wait, what? What did he say?”

“He just said not to worry too much about figuring out a plan B because my plan A, which was teaching, ‘might come to pass.’ He was so cryptic, so I don’t know what that meant, but–”

“What if someone on the staff is leaving and Dumbledore is thinking of having you replace them?”

“I thought about that, but who could possibly be leaving? And besides, I can’t imagine that a new graduate would be the best candidate to teach at Hogwarts.”

“What? Veronica… you’re not just a regular student. You’re brilliant beyond your years, you would be more than capable of teaching any subject.”

“Thanks Reg. We’ll see, but it’s very possible that that’s not what he meant, so I don’t want to get my hopes up.”

“Alright, alright, fine. But you’ve got to tell me what happens with that.”

“You know I will.”

***

“Thanks for walking me back to the castle, Reg.”

“Of course! It’s late; I would never let you walk back alone.”

“Such a gentleman.” Veronica smiled and pulled him into a hug. “I had a great time catching up today. Thanks for coming to watch the game, it really meant a lot to me.”

“I had a great time too, V. And it’s my pleasure, I’m so glad you told me it was happening today. I miss Hogwarts so much, so it’s so nice to be back. And I’d love any chance to come back while I still have friends here.” Reggie chuckled softly. “But Charlie might just kill me if I come back too often, I stole you away from him all day.”

Veronica rolled her eyes as she laughed. “He’ll get over it.”

Reggie hugged her one more time before pulling away. “Good, because I’m planning on coming back as often as I can. But for now, you should get going. Dinner will be over soon, and you need to eat something before bed.”

“Ugh, I don’t want the night to be over! I really miss you, Reg.”

“I miss you too, but I’ll be back soon, V. I promise.”

The two hugged again and said their goodbyes before Veronica turned and made her way into the castle. Arriving at the Great Hall just in time, she joined Charlie at the Gryffindor table where he had already prepared her a plate of all her favorite things, and Veronica’s eyes sparkled as she saw all the sweet treats he had piled high for her. Squealing in delight, she jumped up and down in her seat and clapped her hands giddily, thanking him. She could not wait to dig in.

[startledstoat]

i’m literally just pointing out that people in the fandom have noticed that the apparent standard in their fanart is hourglass figure, 0% body fat, massive thigh gap lol. i am obviously not hating on those bodies (that is literally what i look like!!!), just wondering why none of their characters have any sort of meat on their bones, especially regulus who canonically looks to be at least mid-sized

with what you said about remus - i agree! my favourite fics are the ones that delve into his body image and eating disorder as a result of his lycanthropy. with regulus, i don’t like it as much, mainly because people (cough cough jegulus writers) use it as a way to be like “well yes he was a massive racist prejudiced death eater voldemort fanatic but he had an eating disorder :((((( so it isn’t his fault he needs jamie to come save his wittle self :((((“

anyways thank you for your nuanced response i do appreciate actually debating with people on here instead of people just going “SKINNYPHOBIC AND MEAN LMFAO” which is like. yes maybe i am mean but skinnyphobic?? 😭

Love that you responded nicely!

When I think of Reg with those HCs I think of the EDs going along with the trans Reg idea, stemming from his body dysphoria and also having to do with him being raised with the pressure of being an upper-class pureblood "girl" who was expected to be the picture of flawless beauty, which would've been a very toxic beauty standard for someone in that position during that time (flat stomach, thigh gap, hourglass waist, full hips and chest). This is definitely not a HC that works for everyone, expecially those who don't HC Regulus to have been abused in his childhood or don't HC him to be trans.

The addiction is a separate HC and I'm not saying your take on it is wrong but my thoughts on it are a bit different. It's more what I think would have come around the same time he started realizing that he was on the very wrong side of the war and wanted out but couldn't see a way that he realistically could get out bc Voldemort isn't a dude you just go up to like "yeah man listen we had a good run but now I'm realizing that this is so much more fucked up than I thought and now I don't wanna be part of it anymore". (I like to think that he didn't betray Voldemort just because of what happened to Kreacher, but more like his doubts and fears were building up for a while and Kreacher being tortured was just the last straw)This guilt and self loathing that would likely have ensued would have been a very slippery slope, especially when paired with the pressure of being the new heir following Sirius being disowned and their father dying as well as the trauma from his potentially abusive childhood, I think he could have turned to things like calming draughts and dreamless sleep to initially calm his nerves and moods, but then fell in too deep. And it's fine that you don't like that as much! As long as you're being respectful to the people that do, because it's not a HC that's harmful to any real life people.

His redemption arc, both the canon and the fanon parts, definitely don't just erase the fact that he was a death eater that likely tortured and killed people, but the fact that he tried to do the right thing in the end does count for something. Not to mention that he was literally a teenager that was raised in that environment and was taught nothing else until age 11 when he went to hogwarts. 11 years of one type of propoganda being taught to him, during his developmental years no less, doesn't just go away. Yeah he was 18, and as a 19 year old myself I can say that he was both old enough to have learned right from wrong as he went through school, but still young enough that it's perfectly normal for him to have been terrified of turning his back on the family he knew and outright defying a genuinely horrifying maniac that killed people for fun. 18 is still a child in so many ways even if it's also an adult in some other ways.

It's unrealistic to think that Sirius and Andromeda didn't struggle themselves with nature vs nurture when they first started being taught other things in hogwarts and started hanging around other people, even if we wanna say that they were morally perfect right from the beginning and didn't have any internalized prejudices to work through.

I got off track lmao but anyway

I've actually noticed that more artists now draw plus sized characters than there used to be, and maybe that's still not a lot, but it's not a change that's going to happen overnight. It's like the difference between white james in older fanarts and indian james in newer ones. HCs come and go, and I do really hope more people get on the plus sized characters idea because I think it's great, but even people who do share that idea are still going to have different ideas of which characters it fits based on their own HCs.

The most important thing is that characters who are plus sized in canon stay that way in fanon. Characters who were never given a specified body type in canon (or maybe were specified to be skinny but not given a real reason to be skinny) are fair game for however people want to think of them.

[nevvaraven]

HIIIIIIIII I LOVED THE NEW OUT OF BODY CHAPTER SMMMMMM U DONT UNDERSTAND OMGOMGOMGOMGG

first off black brothers angst omfg - THE WAY THEY KEEP ON MISUNDERSTANDING EACH OTHER AND THEIR RESPECTIVE INTENTIONSSSS - i feel so much for sirius, he's trying so much, and has so little to work with - but regulus' retort about sirius not rlly caring for him, and only doing it out of a sense of guilt aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa HIT ME RIGHT IN THE FEELSSSSS

and then the way they both know how to hurt each other the most 😭stop😭this😭madness😭 - sirius saying he PREFERS THE POTTERS and regulus calling him USELESS MY GODJJICSIJHDNCIHBVFHBFVBHFVH - u rlly know how to pack a punch huh 😕😕😕😕

god i was rlly hoping they would work it out with a little FORCED COMMUNICATION but damn they rlly do be stubborn

THENNNNN JAMES OMG MY GF - hes so silly - the way he's equally excited about 'regulus' being nice to him and the actual regulus being mean to him is just so hilarious to me - UR HONOUR HES IN LOVEFIHVVIFDHJZvu

AND THE REVEALDJCNDHBSJHCHIVFIHVFUIHVFHFH COULD NOT BE ANY WORSE OMG IN THE SHOWER???!!??!???! WHILE THEYRE BOTH BUTT NAKED??!???!?!??! poor james man he just wanted a nice anniversary rip

PANDORA!!!!!!YAYYYYY im so glad u made her and reg such good friends that he just KNOWS that she would sus him out immediately hehehheehe AND THE OGRE STORY MY GOFHFHVSIVHXBCNHVJDCH

AND THE SIRIUS JUST CHARGINF AT REG LIKE A BULL HELPPPPPP WHATS HE DOING 😭😭😭😭😭

this was so hilarious omg i was giggling like mad and so sos soskssosoososos excited when i got the notificatuofjjfvhjfcihb ur so creative omg, and i cant wait to see what u come up with next idenbhvdhhv

mwahhh🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

OH HIIIIIII !!! I’ve been waiting for youuu sorry that sounds creepy but I have!! I’m so happy you liked it :)))

See the thing about those two is that Regulus doesn’t want to return any of the energy Sirius is giving him because he doesn’t think it’s genuine and Sirius is only giving off this ‘performance’ type vibe towards him because he’s too scared to be himself for fear of it not being good enough for Regulus, but neither of them are understanding this yet and just misinterpreting everything from each other and assuming the other doesn’t care about them when it’s sooo the opposite and it is just so frustrating they’re both very stubborn individuals I can’t force anything with them 💀their whole fight was so upsetting though but dw the worst of it is over ! Kinda 😃

JAMES 😭 my poor sweet baby boy, he’s just a little guy who’s so oblivious and happy to be there he’s so dear to me

That reveal was everything to me, my poor boy was so confused he didn’t even know if he was allowed to leave afterwards 😭

PANDORA 🫶 oh I love her she’s a saint and she’s so done Sirius charging at Reg was her final straw 💀

Thank you so so so much for motivating me to write it I’m so happy it’s out now and I’m sooo happy you like it it’s your chapter babe you can claim it !

MWAH SWEETS 🫶🫶