#chaai for : regulus black ৻ꪆ

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☕︎ my marauders dr; intro •°

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🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the recipe to my marauders dr ≈

name : julia ephemeri potter

age (when i shift) : 15 — i’m experiencing the whole slow burn.. and i just know it’s gonna be torture . but we persevere

— (when i post about my script) : most of the time, i’ll be talking about me from the ages of 16-21 onwards

occupation : student of witchcraft at hogwarts

+ (eventually) some form of adult occupation . i’ll edit this later i genuinely don’t know and i don’t need to know for good few years at least so..

details :

— house : gryffindor

— wand : sandalwood with a mermaid hair core , 9.5”

+ wand breakdown

— patronus : brown bear / sable (undecided, i love both.. help)

— amortentia : ocean air , candle wax , musty books

+ amortentia breakdown

— fav subject : alchemy

— top subjects : (+ alchemy) ancient runes , charms , muggle studies

— pets : sadie / sadie sue (ginger tabby cat) , barnaby (brown barn owl , shared with james..)

side hobbies/hustles : gryffindor quidditch team seeker

+ (eventually) editorial team of the hogwarts herald

+ (eventually) prefect

s/o : regulus arcturus black ৻ꪆ

౨ৎ meet miss juju berry

an incandescence, forged of tart blood and a permeating sense of melancholy — she finds herself in a constant search, an unsolvable quest for meaning, latching onto anything that can define her identity and yet feeling irrevocably lost to herself — she is only the light, not the sun . she is only the shell, not the pearl . she is only the stain , not the blackberry

i unfurl into this reality with the kind of effervescence found in firewhiskey, a bubbling surprise of sorts, one that my own parents weren’t expecting. my mum calls me a gift, she calls my brother a blessing . i don’t know if the difference in term denotes a difference in how we’re perceived, and truth be told it drove me crazy as a kid and sometimes it still does but for whatever purpose or prosperity, the fates resolved that i was meant to be born and here i am

a toppling fire cracker of a girl, or so i’m told, i’m one of the rambunctious gryffindors that barrel down the marble hallways of hogwarts castle. i bunk with seven other girls, one of whom is my best friend — mary macdonald. along with the charming ravenclaw — emmeline vance — and a snark of a hufflepuff — hestia jones — the four of us can be found in various locations around the school campus; passed out in a heap on the softest patch of grass near the black lake , shooting pine cones over the whomping willow and keeping score of who gets the most over without the tree smacking them away , secluded in the third booth on the second floor of the library . our quills drying out while we distractedly ignore our transfiguration homework in favour of finding the right spell to conceal our carved names on the bottom of the booth’s oakwood table (the result of emmeline sneaking alcoholic butterbeer into the school, and a series of bad decisions later, we’d all drunkenly vandalised the furniture.. thankfully mcgonagall doesn’t know or i might lose my prefect badge)

with small flowers in my braid and golden earrings that shimmer as i shake my head, i slip between the sea of students with an ease that can only be spotted in the agile gait of a seeker. though, nothing about my speed on the ground can compare to that which i showcase when i’m hundreds of feet in the air, my broomstick being an extension of me, something i trust to a concerning degree, coming up with the sorts of tricks and techniques that would land me in the hospital wing if i wasn’t as good as i am. that attention to detail, the pedantic precision of my sight is also what makes me a renowned editor of the student body’s newsletter — a semi-professional scrapbook of a weekly issue, a holistic voice of all students from all houses . honestly it can be hard to maintain that harmony but perhaps that’s why dumbledore sanctioned the club, a forceful hand at coexisting

regardless, it’s the least of my worries, a pastime really, my main focus being the exceedingly irritating presence of a certain slytherin seeker, who grows more and more unbearable by the day, not to mention he’s constantly around, in almost all my classes, assigned to same hours of prefect patrol, not a moment of peace . and yet paired with that bothersome nuisance brews the burning desire to find out more

and if you want to know why, then i suppose you should keep reading

(merlin’s name, i can write intrigue splendidly, they should assign me as the journalist not just the bloody editor)

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ my black bird

a rising tide in his own right, he is determined to maintain what is deemed to be perfection, unwilling to admit that no two waves ever look the same, no two stars ever shine alike, there is no apex . and yet he tries. haunted by ancestry, rippling currents that pull him into the ravine of his family’s legacy, it’s a future he wishes to inherit whilst believing it impossible. until his brother abandoned his birthright and that status, that title, that name he always wanted to earn yet never actually trained for, was now his

that unassuming final breath before striking a curse, the calm interwoven with calamity, that’s what regulus feels in every waking moment .

there is a blurry haze of memories when he tries to decipher where it all began — did envy bleed out of him every time sirius entered the room and commanded attention with his mere presence? or was it admiration? did he love his brother or loath him? maybe neither, maybe both, maybe everything in between and nothing at all, it never made sense and it probably never will.

so then leaves the question of his own significance — fostered from birth? or handed down simply because he is the spare to the heir? in this instance both made sense but neither option would ever be clarified.

and so regulus chooses to not feel anything, reserve all emotions to be shared with a few select friends — evan and barty had a way about them, his laughter was not something he could hold back in their presence . dorcas founded a semblance of solitude even though the space was shared, as if their silence was a mutual understanding, a shorthand of sorts . pandora had the gift of gracing their group with his smile, he considered it a curse that she had such a superpower, to bring out these genuine joys in other people, but he knew she wouldn’t see it that way — those were his people

not his brother . who he shifted his eyes to look away from whenever they passed each other .. only to turn back and glance over his shoulder, observing the elder son’s movements, wishing he’d turn back too, and then hurriedly clenching his fist, squashing the thought before it even had the chance to breathe

not his parents . who stood tall yet hollow, ghosts of who they were before their family was “torn apart” according to them, holding metaphorical goal posts only to keep moving them higher and higher every time regulus attempted to score, before tutting as he slipped and fell, unable to maintain the impossible altitude of their expectations

no. his people were his friends, the people who could mellow out his misgivings, erode his stone walls

and yet, those stone walls remain intact, erosion takes time.

unless of course someone me shattered the very structure of his world view, erupting his life into firework flurries of emotions, clandestine nights, musty sunrises drenched in dew drops and fog, leaving a wafting air about the world, scented jasmine and blackberry, amber gold flecks embedded inside twin irises . the kind of beauty that haunts his dreams and burns fire in his heart

he really should not be giving in to such a tragically stupid connection, not when majority of the time is spent bickering amongst dusty textbooks, whispering shouts bouncing off cold castle walls in the middle of the night, hexes spewing back and forth before finally forfeiting from fear of being caught .. that isn’t what he should want

he shouldn’t want anything

and yet he does

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ candlelit hearts

sinking into an unknown abyss, falling from the sky with a smile on your face while the halo around your head crackles, wax dripping down the curve of your back, you were destined to fall, that’s what you are meant to do, that’s who you are meant to be — a tidal wave tore through your heart, engulfing you entirely and yet you let yourself descend deeper and deeper — for reasons unknown, you found a companion in the darkness, a fire in the flesh, a home between interlaced fingers, foreheads pressed together and a single flickering candle flame that burns bright from the magic of your shared love

it’s funny, when i look back at it. because i suppose we always knew the other existed, but i only really met him when i was 13..

whatever classes we shared before, whatever moments were missed where we walked past each other through hallways or on moving staircases, those never really registered.

i just remember the cold, the prickly sensation of snow on my bare fingertips, crunching under my feet, glittering from the shy slithers of sunlight that flitted through the bleak grey sky. the constant dinging bells, the sound of students exploring all that hogsmeade had to offer, and yet there we stood, facing each other in an alley between shops, frowning in a way that would become all too familiar in the years to come

for what it’s worth, it’s easy to dislike the guy — almost always beating me by a few marks, his facial expression was more than enough of a gloat in itself . creating nicknames for whatever trick i use in a quidditch match and always coming up with a counter move (he can’t ever let me win. personally speaking, of course, i win plenty of matches) . it’s always something with him, and whatever quick bursts of emotion i bring out are hurriedly buried under a blank expression and a tired, almost uninterested visage that boils my blood in a way i cannot possibly describe . and yet i find myself thinking about it, about him, in the ungodly hours of the night.. only to get back at him of course

and it isn’t as if i can speak for him, for the longest time i had no clue what he’d be thinking no matter how long i stared, trying to decipher his thoughts.. but i’d be an idiot to have not noticed a change — the way he would walk through life with a strive to prove himself and yet constantly controlling how much of that ambition he could show.. living each day almost half present, half minded, elsewhere entirely, focused on a far reaching future as if it was right around the corner

he wasn’t like that anymore, he seemed to flourish, to spark, to appear alive . but only when teetering on the tightrope of an improbable partnership, an impossible romance, a strange little love story written between the aged cushions of an abandoned couch, in a hidden lounge, behind an old potions classroom — we found it together . or, more so, we argued and raced to unlock the door first, but regardless, it was our space . a space in which the kindling fire of an unlikely friendship would blossom into something greater than i could ever hope for

and when the mysteries within the castle walls start to crack through, when the secrets between the students stir the cauldron of rumours, and the history of influential families begins to pull itself up from the grave .. i guess it’s not so surprising to admit, but someone as curious as me, paired with someone as persistent as regulus? it’s no big shock that we find ourselves in the middle of such a storm

one transmutation away from uncovering the truth, waking up old bones, and burying the new ones

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

the people have spoken (i’m referring to the poll) and so i post ^this .. it did take a while bcs of numerous reasons that i don’t want to go into but anyway, i adore this dr so so much and i’ve worked so hard on the fic version of it T^T however it is a bit too traumatic for me to actually live out so .. this dr is slightly more tame — i just want to relive high school in hogwarts with the people that helped me through a lot of the shit i faced when i was in high school and they were merely characters on a screen — although, i can’t help myself, there are a few mysteries and bouts of intrigue to keep me entertained, i just .need to figure out what.. i could leave it up to my subconscious but . i don’t wanna do that ≈

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DUDE WE’RE TWINNING (ESP WITH THE MARAUDERS DR???)

IMGONNA COMBUST THIS MADE MY HEART JUMP 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

omg i need to post smth similar to this (ib you ofcs <33)

guys, it's finally happening. annalations is back in session, with today's yap being about...

REGULUS BLACK IN MY DRs

yeah. it's THE regulus post. IM FINALLY DOING IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

so far, reg is in five drs of mine: marauders (duh), f1, asoiaf, twilight (bear with me), and kingsman. today i will be detailing what he's like in those drs because i am lowkey very proud of myself for being creative and fitting him in as well as i can. and also i love him. BLEUUUUGH!!!!

the BASICS about him:

he's a leo. his birthday is august 7, and he's a little less than a year younger than me (COUGAR ALERT!!! 😱). the original reason he's an august baby is cause i refused to have him be more than a year younger than me in my marauders dr... but now it's kind of stuck, and he is like 100% a leo in my head. Well yes!

he is in fact half french and speaks it fluently

in every dr he's in, sirius is his brother. i am not being responsible for separating them (again...)

he is also always bffs with evan. i'm not separating them EITHER!!

i don't have a specific fc for him - no one fits my vision. timothée chalamet is probably the closest you can get, but there are several people who have an element of regulus to them, those being: elijah hewson, alain delon, and (occasionally) mark eydelshteyn.

HUGELY IMPORTANT!!! he has grey eyes and faint freckles on his nose. FIGHT ME IDGAF

and now... drum roll for... the JUICY STUFF!!!

‧₊˚❀ MARAUDERS REALITY ༉‧₊˚.

regulus is like. default regulus in this dr, because – of course! – this is the source material (regrettably)

we are both in seventh year...

he's the slytherin prefect and seeker. Yay.

i am also seeker on the gryffindor team. Bound to be total, utter joy competing against him

MY SPURNED MORTAL ENEMY!!!.............. unless?

we've known each other since we were 6 and 7 years old, and from that point on we were great friends

he was best friends with evan, and i was best friends with sirius, but despite that, him and i were really close, and had a much more... tame? vibe

(sirius and i were/are crazy)

this, however, was until fifth year when he randomly decided to dump me. in front of the whole school. on the quidditch pitch. after i won. Soooo cool!

so now we don't like each other (we are both liars)

i guess you could call us more rivals than enemies but he sure does not do me any favours

although he does have a penchant for staring at me in potions... must be the humidity playing tricks on me

DISCLAIMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is not a death eater. won't happen ever. NOT ON MY WATCH!!! #NotMyRegulus

‧₊˚❀ F1 REALITY ༉‧₊˚.

controversially, regulus is Not an f1 driver in this dr. Sorry! i am too weak to date my coworkers 💔 (+ he'd hate it)

rather, he studies classics at oxford (cough... NERD...) and is a piano tutor in his spare time

i've known him since we were 13 or 14 – him and evan met in boarding school, and i would see a LOT of him because of how close they were

we did not get along in the beginning, which was entirely my fault 😞

long story short, we were rivals/frenemies for a while until we eventually grew out of it and didn't see each other as often

we hung out at a party last year, but fell victim to miscommunication (NOOO!!! NOOOOOO!) and now have beef AGAIN!!!!!!

but never fear! everything will work out because he will mysteriously show up at the first race of the season in bahrain, looking to talk to me!

#Pray4Me

#I'mGoingToDie

‧₊˚❀ ASOIAF REALITY ༉‧₊˚.

this dr is very much still in the works (so bear with me me if some of this doesn't make exact sense), but i am quite proud of it...

i made house black an actual house of the north. their land, or territory that they control, is called the blacklands, and it's known for being a freaking horror movie

in this dr, sirius was a (very good but very slutty) knight who suspiciously went missing... (ran away to the free cities), leaving reg as the sole heir...

regulus black, now lord of his family and house after his father was taken ill, finds himself in a living nightmare – aligned with house bolton, complicit in the betrayal of the starks, and surrounded on all sides by stark allies

guess what. motherfucker gets kidnapped

for less than 12 hours though!

somehow the shittiest mormont bannermen are tasked with taking him (they obviously know that regulus has never held a sword in his LIFE)

lucky for him, i stumble upon him in a bit of a pickle, and decide to help him out. you know, being a knight of valour and justice and all that

guys it's nothing! really it's just a day in the life of the best knight in westeros (jaime lannister i'm gonna end u).

this little run-in basically puts us on a tedious road back to getting him to his family

hilarity ensues, and ends with me swearing allegiance to him and ONLY him. NOT his family. romance is in fact not dead and neither is my undying devotion

sirius also comes back from the dead after hearing about regulus being in trouble, which adds MORE drama to everything

"unhand my brother!" (i promptly laugh in his face)

MORE hilarity ensues, because everyone eventually finds out who i actually am (balon greyjoy's daughter). fun for all the family!

if you can't tell, this dr is a bit unserious. i don't really like everyone getting stabbed to death or burnt alive, so i will in fact be working my way around that (somehow). Stay Tuned!

‧₊˚❀ TWILIGHT REALITY ༉‧₊˚.

now, the lore is deep with this one

regulus is a vampire. YAY! but was also a wizard! Oh?

yeah. this is sort of a hp x twilight dr, but i have no interaction with the magic side of it because i dont want to. TAKE THAT!

DISCLAIMER 2!!! he has never taken a human life and point blank refuses to even think about it

basically, similar to canon, regulus died trying to destroy horcruxes, but didn't... actually... die. he was turned into a vampire

AGAIN!!!!!!! HE WAS NOT A DEATH EATER!!!!! just a fucking genius

anyways he went to albania to try and find that fuckass diadem and ended up getting bit by a vampire at the age of 19. good for him (he thinks it's worse than death #EdwardCullenCore)

vampires and wizards have MAJOR arcane ancient beef (like in the hp books) and so regulus was turned almost entirely out of spite. it was a huge FUCK YOU! from his maker

because vampires are technically dead, as soon as he was turned, he lost all his magic, and all connection to the magical world. it was basically as if he never had any in the first place

once he was changed, he had to learn everything from the beginning, because he knew nothing about non-magical society

it also caused an identity crisis because he spent his whole life being told that his family was superior because they were "pureblooded" but none of it mattered in relation to magic because. DEATH IS THE GREAT EQUALIZER!!

anywho

he basically hid out in the scottish highlands for a couple decades, learning how to assimilate with society and act human

he also pretended to be his own descendant and has inherited his own house twice by doing it. (i think edward also does the same thing from memory...)

he finds it very amusing to give his fictional descendants the worst names possible as well. the last name he made up was HERCULES BLACK?????????? putain de merde, as the french say

he also found a way into the magical world and tried to see sirius (did not go well; he hasn't tried again)

he went out looking for other vampires because he realised he knew nothing after 40 something years as one, and eventually ended up at the cullens

which is where i come in!

imagine my surprise when i – friend of the quileutes, sworn enemy of edward cullen, and freshly back from australia – am ambushed on my shift at the hospital by a new freaking vampire! and he's HOT?! I'm COOKED!

anyways! L for jasper as well because reg is younger than him and has way better self control. bulletproof self control actually

also regulus' power is. he can sort of hypnotise people? he can make eye contact with someone and put them in a trance – they won't remember anything for a period of 30 seconds to 5 minutes depending on how long he looks at them for

alice has taken to calling him medusa while i was away LMFAOOOOO

‧₊˚❀ KINGSMAN REALITY ༉‧₊˚.

no header for this one, since it's pretty much just a feeling i have

once again, this is sort of a crossover dr between slow horses and kingsman

before i was part of kingsman, i worked at mi5, alongside river cartwright (before he was put in slough house)

i was one of their top agents, and seriously well respected

at this point, i only knew regulus as evan's best friend, and a pretentious rich kid

that is until, on an assignment, i was following a target, and ran into him doing the exact same thing. we were following the same person, for the same reason. it was essentially that spiderman meme of us pointing at each other (with guns unfortunately)

anyways uhh the run in was not friendly and shots were in fact fired (HE WOULDN'T TELL ME WHY TF HE WAS THERE!!!!!!!)

after this incident, i was put on leave. like Fine but WTF

i was contacted by a man called will green (agent Gawain (DEV PATEL!!!)), who said he'd seen the footage of my run in with regulus, reviewed my record at mi5, and wanted to talk

WHAT FOOTAGE?! i was bewildered, but agreed to meet (i needed a job)

anyways, this was my induction into kingsman. he nominated me as a candidate for the position of agent viviane, and i passed all the trials with flying colours

regulus (agent Tristan) was not pleased

since then (seeing as that was 2 years ago), we have been in constant competition

he wont me fr he's just way too petty to admit it

to be fair, i still spite him for fucking up my career in the service, so. we're even

i lowkey just came up with all that kingsman lore on the spot, but yeah! if there's one thing i'm gonna do, it's make sure that i get my rivals to lovers!

ok. i think that's it. i'm running on 4.5 hours of sleep, but one thing is for certain: I LOVE REGULUS BLACK!!! they don't call me ih3artreggie for nothing!

ok good night, happy new years, and happy shifting everyone! until next time... Xx ❤︎

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the breath that passed from you to me

amortentia breakdown : what i smell + what i smell like aka what regulus smells

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what is love? baby don’t hurt me *ahem* anyway . muggles study the science behind love in their chemistry classes, they come to understand what sorts of hormones and chemicals mix in their mind to make their hearts race, their palms sweat, their lips smile. they study the logic behind the love

but as magic folk, we know that logic can only explain so much, the truly illogical nature of love is one that cannot be replicated by a mere mix of naturally occurring chemicals — you can’t conjure it, you can’t cast it, you can’t control it — it is a form of magic older than most anything in the world, and yet that never stops us from trying .. that’s how Amortentia was born

a potion so strong that it can induce romantic, intimate and enticing emotion towards any individual chosen. this proclaimed “love potion” is more accurately a manufactured drug that brews feeling from folly, and for that very reason, it is extremely coveted (mostly by teenagers who know no better)

probably explains why we’re taught how to make it as teenagers — a sneaky way for professors to corner us into The Talk ..

i shudder as i move on from this sidebar.. Amortentia, yes, the masterfully manipulative potion : as students of magic, we’re taught that Amortentia has three distinct scents, unique to each individual. if brewed right, this potions potency will only add to the metaphysical sensations of the brewer when they try to discern each specific scent — paired with the aroma is an atmospheric transformation, subtle yet undeniably present, and this is because of the powdered moonstone

a crystal known to enhance intuition and encourage emotional alignment? the perfect product to blend into such a potion — silvery and soft and ever so sly, it imbues the mixture with the ability to make you feel what you smell, throwing you into nostalgic memories that never existed, a dream of desire so deep it makes you wonder what is and what was and what will be

now, what you came for, my amortentia —

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drowning intoxication —

“she felt the splash against her ankles, the ghost waves of a weekend spent in water, the small and unnoticed scratches on her shins stung ever so slightly from the oceans salt, it called her name, it breathed promises of protection and she felt herself drawn, forward and forward, like a soul bound to a sirens song” » “it heated up the tip of her nose when she went to take a deep breath, some synthetic scent filling her lungs, a sharp droplet of something warm and waxy haunted the back of her hand, it held her heart in toasted embrace, it blinked between her eyelashes, bright and comforting” » “the air around her was aged and ink heavy, the gentle rustle of leafy sheets, soft and supple between her fingers from years spent being pages turned, her curiosity had taken control, her mind wanted to peel back every layer, pull apart every query, the intoxicating need to know and be known, by who? she did not know liar”

.. OCEAN AIR .. is for :

a welcome to the wary — pearlescent — a warped mystery — salt encrusted knowledge — a riptide of an individual — ravine deep emotions — hidden alcove of secrets — eternal lighthouse — lullaby currents — crashing against limestone — alluring serenity — a world slowed — give in to being engulfed

.. CANDLE WAX .. is for :

flickering souls — guiding light — aged and melted and scraped and repurposed — ever changing — responsibility — being bent to burn — a sparked comfort — controlling shadows — that which is sought for — elegance in refinery — spectacle candelabra displays — the unassumingly powerful

.. MUSTY BOOKS .. is for :

status — wisen and wonder — timeless thought — intellectually stimulating — discipline — deigned significance — history has the answers — secured success — worn out — secrets beneath the layers — influence of intelligence — stories known to souls long gone — a mystery waiting to be unravelled

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aflame with desire —

“it was sweet yet sour, tart and tantalising, he felt comfort from the familiarity but could not find it in himself to admit his longing for the real taste, it left his fingers with that odd little filmy layer of fruit juice, berry juice, involuntarily he licked his lips, as if some remnant of dessert was left, an utterly uncouth behaviour and yet it did not bother him in slightest, it felt almost natural” » “something crackled behind his ear, it whispered against the back of his neck, it filled the air with the charred ash of words lost to flame, the soft spit of ink and smoke wafted past, a light that died down with each second leaving an air of desperate desire, an inner urge to go looking, go searching” » “one whiff and time stopped entirely, washing the world in a dew drop daze, warmed cheeks, chilled lips, a prickly taste of rain on his tongue and yet he could feel the sun on his face, crisp and fresh, it filled his lungs and made him dizzy for an eternity spent in this scent or whoever it was meant for”

.. BLACKBERRIES .. is for :

supple flavour — tangy and taunting — bramble hearted — blooming too soon — a sweetened stain — blood red finger tips — bountiful harvest — a searching soul — thorn covered through evolution — cloud white blossoms — buried splinters — a mere ingredient in the recipe

.. BURNING PARCHMENT .. is for :

messages meant for moments in time — forever found in flames — what could be said — protection — enticing one’s soul — spell caster — paper trails — inked in the stars — the correspondence of the ages — hidden behind blackened ash — embers floating in the air — the yearning to know

.. HAZEY SUNRISE .. is for :

nostalgia — altar of the sun — slow and quiet — foggy fields — the one that sings the stars to sleep — a mist covered heart — ever present — searching for … — goosebumps and wind gusts — spattered sunbeams — mysticism — a world washed in clouds — unbridled whispers of hope

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totally ib my loyal darling bodyguard anon aksjdjskd that’s your name now love here are more red strings that i’ve weaved together in my latest addition to the tapestry of realities to which i shift :

every one of my s/o’s ends up putting flowers in my hair at some point, and if possible, they use jasmine flowers ≈

here’s a little brief summary for my main four

— in my better cr it’s probably one of the easier realities for my s/o to find jasmines : if it wasn’t clear already, my bf is indian as well, actually, he’s the same “kind” of indian as i am, from the next state over, same language, same religion . so it’s easy for for him to find jasmines garlands for me, but the beauty of the matter comes from how he sits me down to carefully pin them in my hair, taking each garland strand and weaving it into my braid before tying it off in the end. i can actually feel how gentle he would be with it, i can even smell the jasmines if i just take a second to imagine . trust, the minute the two of us can stop hiding our relationship, i will be handing him every single flower i get in a festival or function or wtv, bcs i want him to secure it in my hair. even if it’s simply a common garden flower that we come across during a date, i can see him take the time to carefully tuck it in between my hair before carrying on like that was the most normal thing to do, like my heart isn’t racing ready to leap out of my chest in this very moment

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— in my marauders dr regulus would usually just give me any small flower he found that he thought i would like, but after learning my favourite, he would undoubtedly conjure up jasmine flowers on command, he probably looked up the specific spell just to learn it for me hehe . they’d disappear after a few hours, and that’s always a little sad but that’s also what makes them so lovely and so special, he took the time to learn a totally unnecessary spell simply bcs he knew it would make me happy, and he even modified the spell so that the intoxicating scent of the jasmines would waft around me, like a calming ambience but for my senses. and when he finally finds what he’s looking for in the hogsmeade apothecary — a few vials half filled with water housing a couple stems of jasmine flower buds — he buys the lot and would carefully coax them to bloom so that i’d finally have a real garland of jasmines in my hair

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— in my arrowverse dr it’s one of those small little wishes that i never really share with anyone, no one knows how much i love having small flowers weaved through my hair. barry definitely noticed that i love the smell of jasmines and looks out for jasmine scented perfume or candles, specifically for that reason . but it isn’t until we find ourselves on an undercover op in a river village town in south india that barry notices how my eyes light up when one of the village elders carefully tied up the jasmine flowers into a long garland and handed it to me. by the time we got back to central city barry had learned how to make a flower chain — whenever he’s free you’ll find him fiddling in a corner until he’s got at least six or seven little wildflowers tied together before handing it to me or circling the garland around the base of my ponytail or something like that

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— in my kpop dr i actually make a point of demonstrating to people, to the fandom, that i enjoy having flowers in my hair. it’s very common to find clips of me throughout my years as an idol, where i pick off a small flower from the stem of a tree or a bush and give it a little shake near the grass (in case of any stray crawlies) before wearing it . this became such a noticeable unofficial trademark that even our groups concept photos lean into it, placing me or all of the girls in flower crowns, or pinning flowers to my slick back bun when we have a photoshoot. so, in that way, jungwon isn’t unfamiliar with my love for flowers as a hair accessory. but what makes it special from him is something so typically jungwon — every little flower that he finds and gives to me, he will place it in my hair whilst telling me some random fact about the flower, something he just happened to know off the top of his head, or he’ll tell me a small anecdote about how he found it, he’ll share a little story with me, and i don’t think he does this for any particular reason, but for me, it helps me remember those flowers so much more . also bcs one of my hobbies in this dr is pressing flowers and i will nine times out of ten press the flowers that jungwon gives me after i’ve worn them in my hair all day

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☕︎ tea for two; julia x regulus •°

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🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the teacup couple of my marauders dr ≈

most people stay away from fire. observing it from a distance, watching the glow as it flickers and dances with the wind, cautiously coming closer to merely experience the warmth

they use it in their cooking and they use it in their destruction . but they never really want to get too close — no one likes being burned

and yet, when you find yourself confronted with an individual so unable to be ignored, so inherently alluring and frustratingly enigmatic that you cannot help but want to get close, that’s when you let yourself feel that burn, that’s when you surrender

julia and regulus find each other in the shadows cast by lantern glow , they search for each other between pages of old, tattered alchemy textbooks , they reach for each other like dripping wax reaches for the cool touch of the metal candle holder , the intrigue that holds them together is the stitched embroidery of stars that regulus points out to julia whenever they catch themselves spending another late night in their secret sanctuary, their shared haven, their abandoned classroom

you would think after weeks, after months of shared companionship, where the simmering connection between them keeps growing, there would be an inevitable end to the bitterness of past competition, but no . no no, regulus and julia thrive on that teetering balance of friend and foe, where the light they bring to each other is equally blinding on an intentional level — after all, they can’t let the other catch the snitch every quidditch match just because of their feelings, now, can they?

old habits die hard and it isn’t uncommon to find the pair fighting the instinct to resolve any disagreement with a duel (where their attacks will consist of blowing air in the other’s face, drenching the other with some cold water, making the other spin uncontrollably until they trip over themselves — petty , but it sends the message)

yet in the end, when all is said and done, who else can understand them if not the other?

because, you see, people are afraid of fire, but they need it

it’s that pull for warmth, for heat, for comfort, for passion, for life

when one feels a fear to fall, to let themselves go, to dive head first into a churning ocean of emotions that muddle their vision but call to their soul, it’s an undeniable intervention

you can fear the pull of another person, but you’d be a fool to ignore it

and let’s just say, julia isn’t a fool

listening to : julia x regulus — candlelit hearts ━━━━─────────────●── ⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤ ↻

now playing :

၊||၊▸ wicked game — chris isaak

၊||၊▸ third eye — florence + the machine

၊||၊▸ welcome and goodbye — dream, ivory

၊||၊▸ in too deep — why don’t we

၊||၊▸ unmade — thom yorke

၊||၊▸ run — daughter

၊||၊▸ die alone — finneas

၊||၊▸ shrike — hozier

၊||၊▸ sunlight — hozier

၊||၊▸ je te laisserai des mots — patrick watson

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

yes . hozier is on there twice , what’s it to you? askdja anyway.. this took a while to write up bcs of my perfectionist issues but . regardless, lookout for my other relationship moodboards !! (currently working on my arrowverse dr) which i will be posting.. eventually.. anyway i kinda got carried away with the playlist i’ll be honest — figured ten songs would be fair given this post is not just about me but also my dr s/o (also, heads up, i curated the order of the songs to fit the events of my dr ≈) and ofcs, this post is ib my lovely darling @elysian-fawn and our spark of collective consciousness that motivated this desire to create dr relationship moodboards <333 finally — THANK YOU FOR 200 FOLLOWERS !!!

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side eyes my marauders dr … 👀

me when I show up to my dr and my man hates me (I'm the one who scripted an enemies to lovers slow burn)

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🍨 and ☕️ for your marauders dr and your gotham academy dr coz i haven’t seen anyone ask about your other drs n im highkey curios lmao

omgggg a dr i haven’t talked a lot abt?? anon you’re already interesting to me bcs you asked abt this specific dr like man . i haven’t touched this drs script in ages but i’m proud of it !! ty for the ask darling 🫶🏽

🍨 affogato . . . how does your s/o show love? does their love language align with one of the traditional 5 types, or is it something unique to them? do they have a special way of making you feel appreciated?

for my MARAUDERS DR — regulus is a big quality time and physical touch person. he's also a big bickering person. i think this is a trope i end up subconsciously manifesting with every single s/o but he seems to find some weird enjoyment in annoying me, in a way where i'm not exactly annoyed just irritably amused. but yeh he mostly just likes hanging out with me, it's usually silent where we're doing our own thing or it's me talking and he'll chime in every so often with a thought or something to add to my rambles, he also likes being in some form of physical contact, usually it's our knees or elbows touching, or our shoulders. his fingers manage to find their way between mine every time our hands are near, stuff like that. i think something quite unique to him is eye contact, regulus is usually someone who's gaze would sweep past another person, he doesn't really pay much mind to those who don't matter to him, and even when he is paying attention, he's usually looking elsewhere, at the ground, at the sky, his notebook, a piece of parchment, he's occupied whilst listening. but with me, i notice he gives me his full attention more often than not, he really searches for my eyes, esp when i'm actively looking away. it's quite flustering but it also immediately calms me down so in that way, i appreciate it more than i let on

for my GOTHAM ACADEMY DR — let it be known here first, my s/o in my gotham academy dr is (drum rolls) damian wayne!! also disclaimer : this is a different damian wayne than my other dc drs. like in my arrowverse dr, damian's just bruce's kid and he has a different face claim and a more comic accurate personality, but in my gotham academy dr, my face claim for damian is technically my better cr bf and dami's personality is a bit different too, so idk, in my head they're like different people? anyway. damian also fits the bill with the "annoying my girl bcs i need that adrenaline rush while she glares at me" bullshit .. other than that he's mainly very words of affirmation. damian is incredibly observant and he can pretty easily pick up on where i need validation and he readily offers to me. actually, he pretty much offers every opinion up kinda readily, but especially so when he's building up my confidence. he also just enjoys giving me compliments, says its the least he can do. also an avid gift giver, would start off by researching what to gift a girl and would buy some really expensive things but he quickly realises that i more so appreciate the depth of the gifts like when he sketches me whilst i'm not paying attention and slips the sketch in between the pages of my notebook, or when he paints on those small canvases you can display on your desk, or when he finds this very specific scent of perfume that i loved and forgot the name of and gives it me on a random tuesday — he's extremely observant and equally as thoughtful

☕️ hot chocolate . . . what does the winter season look like for you two? are you two the type to stay cozy inside and order takeout, or would you rather go for a walk in the snow ? do you celebrate any holidays, birthdays, or anniversaries together during winter?

for my MARAUDERS DR — winter at hogwarts is absolutely magical, everything is covered in white pearlescent snow which seems to glitter every time the sun peeks through the clouds. winter with regulus is a lot of sneaking into each other's common rooms and finding some small toasty corner and cuddling there. usually we're reading books or ranting about the latest quidditch match, whether its a professional league or a match at our school. a lot of nights are spent in the library, the senior studies section is notorious for becoming a camping ground and regulus and i are not unfamiliar with it. also a lot of trips to hogsmeade, like every week, when winter rolls around classes start to slack off ever so slightly, everyone getting ready for the holidays. a lot of walks to this one lake in hogsmeade, i try my best to ice skate in my shoes and regulus leans against a tree eating a warmed pumpkin pasty while enjoying the show aka me falling flat on my ass. if the nights ever get super cold i actually go to his dorm and sleep next to him, the invisibility cloak is a godsend at that point. the dungeons can get pretty chilly so i convince him that sharing body heat is the way to go ahahahsdk and ofcs he's not one to deny a night of cuddles. essentially, we try and spend as much time together as we can before we need to separate for christmas which we each spend with our folks.

for my GOTHAM ACADEMY DR — winter in gotham is a bit of a nightmare at times i’ll be honest, but there are these moments . when it’s early in the morning, the sky is still a light violet blue, the city is starting to bustle again, slowly waking up, and the somber grey of the sky seems to beg you to stay in bed for an hour longer, yeahhh i tend to sleep in a lot and usually find myself being woken up by damian while he’s on a morning patrol before school. it’s a bit odd to wake up to robin rapping his knuckles against your bedroom window and sneaking in softly after he sees you peek up from under the covers. a lot of study dates which end up being movie dates, textbooks open yet abandoned on his bed while we huddle under a blanket with his projector set up, both of us with warm mugs of alfred’s hot chocolate and cookies. we also always make it habit to visit the gotham city winter wonderland fair, mostly because something wrong is bound to happen at some point and it’s wise for one of the bats to be there to prevent it and assist civilians, but also, it’s just fun in general — warm street food, shining bright lights, carnival games, damian’s arm over my shoulder while we try and out shoot each other and he loses graciously bcs he can’t raise suspicion, so i choose to buy the stuffed animal that he wanted rather than the one i wanted. also, i cannot possibly forget this, but bat family snowball battles >>>

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i will never not see these pictures and think about regulus black and our relationship in my marauders dr and every other dr with him that’s based on an au

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currently brewing up a post about my relationship in my marauders dr as well as my arrowverse dr but i couldn’t include these pics in the moodboard :(

there’s only nine spaces and i wanted to add all of these but alas it was not possible . so i chose to make this post bcs the people must know (〃ω〃)

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imagining edits from my marauders dr of me and regulus to the weekend’s stargirl interlude >>>

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YESSS THIS EXACTLY THIS

me and regulus ♡

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have a pretty regulus wallpaper!

ROWAN

YOU GODSEND DARLING THANK YOU SM??

it’s so PERFECT LIKE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND

it not only links to my dr but also my fic

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chaaaaaai i hope my darling angel is having the most wonderful day / evening / night ໒꒰ྀི ˶ᵔ  ³ ᵔ˶ ꒱ྀིა ₊˚⊹ ᰔ i wanted to ask 🍵 , 🍯 & 🫖 from the ask game for your obx &ﾉor marauders dr !!!!

FAWN DARLING !!!

thank you so much for the ask my love !! bcs i love you to bits i will be answering for both dr’s ;)

🍵 strawberry matcha . . . what scents remind you of your relationship? maybe this is a perfume or cologne your lover wears, a candle scent that reminds you of the soothing energy you feel around them, or an essential oil you spritz on your pillow before shifting.

for my OBX DR — we'll get the obvious out of the way, rafe smells like sea salt, but less like he just came back from a surf, he's more like that early morning hazy smell that fills your lungs with chilly spearmint freshness and ocean air. he also smells like his cologne — nouveau monde by louis vuitton — it's a spicy amber scent, a little earthy and it totally counter balances the vibe of the atmosphere of outer banks, but i guess that's pretty typical for rafe

for my MARAUDERS DR — regulus always smells fresh, also like ocean air, ironically enough, but while rafe smells like the early morning, regulus smells like the evening — the air feels heavy a little, cooler, it raises the goosebumps on your arms and makes you feel like your floating when you take in a nice deep breath. idk how i can distinguish that difference but . that's what it is.. he also usually smells a little musty, like, his clothes will be freshly washed and they'd have a nice linen smell but give it an hour and he smells like old books and ink. oh but his hair always smells spectacular, i'm not sure what fancy serum he uses but it's got this evergreen woodsy scent, like the smell of pine trees after a little midday rain

🍯 caramel latte . . . what makes you want to “stick” with your s/o for the rest of your lives? in other words, what makes you feel respected and secure around them? what are some of their most admirable qualities and aspects?

for my OBX DR — with rafe i've never had to questions his loyalty. he's always been loyal to me, from the very beginning of our relationship. and that was odd considering the norm i'd come to be familiar with was casual flings and ghosting, so . he was a breath of fresh air. and in that same way he always has my back, every time i face a problem, he's immediately trying to come up with a solution. and at first it's hard bcs it feels like he's fighting my battles for me but honestly, after a while i learned to rely on it. bcs i know i can save myself but it's nice to know that i can count on his unconditional support. honestly, all he's ever asked of me is the same in return and i find it to be the easiest thing i can do for him. his most admirable quality would have to be his growth — how he worked on himself and worked to heal his relationship with sarah, how he didn't expect anything from me regardless of how he felt about me, just working to undo the hurt he caused while being a constant source of support and continuing to grow in that way, bcs no one's perfect but admitting imperfection is the first step and honestly it's admirable and helps me face my own problems and try and grow on my own

for my MARAUDERS DR — regulus will only ever make me feel like i can do what i set my mind to. even when we weren't on good terms, it was never about me being unable to do something, or incapable of achieving something. no, we may have competed but he never put me down in that way (he only ever implied that he was inarguably better .. which, i've proven wrong quite a few times but not the point) i have a lot of cheerleaders in my life and for that i'm very grateful, but there is something irreplaceable about regulus' support, because it was never dependant on us being friends, even when we were "enemies" he knew what i was capable of and respected me for it. i never feel like i have to hide with him, maybe this is a classic trope of enemies to lovers but he's already seen me angry, annoyed, bitchy, he can handle me when i'm like that, i don't get hit with the "this isn't you" which infuriates me — he encourages me to feel all aspects of what i'm feeling. and he's always been a safety net that i didn't even know i had, a silent but stable support beam. i'd have to say his most admirable quality, is how blunt he can be. as surprising as that is, i've seen the biggest change and growth in myself from my interactions with him (even the bad one's pre-friendship) bcs he just says it how it is, he didn't start sugarcoating things for me until he actually liked me and even then, i actively asked him to just be straight with me bcs i appreciated that about him, i can always get the most honest and real opinion from regulus

🫖 chamomile tea . . . how does your s/o help soothe or ground you when you’re feeling overwhelmed, stressed, or anxious? if you’re having a bad day, what do they do to help?

for my OBX DR — rafe is the king of "mental health vacations" aksdhadj no but seriously, it really does help to get away from everything and with the cameron's money . yeah, it makes it pretty easy to do that. though, his first idea is to do the whole "sit down and talk — what's going on?" move and . valid, but he's also very sweet in the sense that he'll take me out on the boat and just ride out to charleston for a day, or he'll take me to one of the more private beaches on kildare, just a nice change of scenery and a lot of yummy margaritas and i'm spilling everything that's weighing me down.

for my MARAUDERS DR — whenever i get overwhelmed or anxious, regulus tends to pick it up pretty quickly, it's like he can sense the energy shift. his go to solution is just to ask me if i'm ok and gauge my response. most of the time i don't feel ready to rant yet so yeah but one thing for sure is regulus becomes less concerned with how he's perceived when i'm having a bad day, he won't worry about how it looks to other people, he'll spend more time with me than normal, he'll be more touchy, more hugs, more forehead kisses, an almost constant arm around my shoulder or on my back. it's his presence that gives me comfort, and even though he's not much of a talker, he's always had this wit to him that brightens my day. essentially, unless i've shown signs of needing space or wanting to be left alone, his main goal is to show me that he's there when i need him, and until then, we won't let anyone know that i'm having a bad day, bcs we don't need sympathy or pity, we've still got classes to get to unfortunately. but, he'll be there if and when i need him

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