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oh-phoenixx · 3 months ago

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"Crown" - Jegulus microfic @into-the-jeggyverse - 549 words

Since James and Regulus had started dating, their respective friend groups had been intermingling quite frequently. This was entirely James’s fault, of course, saying that he had to make Regulus’s friends like him. It would not be an easy feat, as they were insanely protective, and were determined to hate James. Despite himself, Regulus believed that James would convince them to love him. Merlin knows he had somehow convinced Regulus.

Although Regulus was grateful that James wanted to know his friends, he did not enjoy being around a big group of people nearly every day. Currently, Regulus was spending his Saturday afternoon reading in the grass, a little ways away from the castle. This would be ideal, of course, if there weren’t eleven other people around him, including his brother and Barty, who did not know how to sit still or be quiet for more than three seconds.

Regulus laid his book open on his chest, closing his eyes. James’s fingers carded through Regulus’s hair where his head was on James’s lap. “You okay?”

“Mhm, just too noisy,�� Regulus mumbled, leaning into James’s touch, only for James to pull away. Regulus let out a little whine that he really hoped no one else heard.

James started doing something above Regulus, leaving Regulus to look around at their friends. It was an odd group of people, really, though they had been getting along surprisingly well. It was nice, in a way, to see Sirius spending time with Regulus’s friends. He just wondered why it had taken James’s asking for Sirius to even talk to them, why Regulus had not been good enough to try for.

James placed something on Regulus’s head, making him look up to attempt to see it. “What is that?” He asked, eyes narrowed.

“It’s a flower crown!” James answered happily, moving some of Regulus’s hair out of his face. Regulus just smiled up at him, shaking his head a little but making no move to remove the crown. He reached up a hand to trace James’s jaw, causing the older boy to lean down and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Told you I’d get you to do the Spider-Man kiss with me.”

Regulus rolled his eyes. Only James Potter… “That hardly counts.”

Fake retching noises made the two look away from each other and towards Sirius, who was clutching his stomach as though he was going to vomit. Regulus rolled his eyes.

“Reggie, this isn’t fair,” Pandora interrupted, crossing her arms over her chest. “I made you a flower crown once and you took it off straight away.”

“Oh my god, Regulus has gone soft,” Dorcas laughed.

“Says you,” Regulus muttered. “You’re no better.” Which was fair, because she had Marlene sitting in her lap, her arms wrapped securely around the Gryffindor.

“Regulus has gone soft,” Barty repeated, grinning.

Regulus frowned and looked up at James, knowing they were right. James had softened him, though Regulus wasn’t entirely convinced it was a bad thing. Unlike much else in his life, James made Regulus kinder, gentler. It was not something he enjoyed having pointed out, but it was not untrue, and deep down he didn’t think it was anything to be ashamed of. He had James Potter, how could he ever be ashamed of that?

#marauders era #marauders #james potter #james fleamont potter #regulus black #regulus arcturus black #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders microfic #jegulus microfic #starchaser microfic #microfic #jegulus fluff #james x regulus #phoe writes #jeggyverse microfic

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m00nkissedlover · 6 months ago

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・｡Love in Full Bloom 💐

You've ordered: mixed berry ice cream! enjoy!

"The highlight of my life and my reason to keep going is you~" (inspired by the song "In Bloom" by Zerobaseone (ZB1))

Regulus Black x reader | word count: 2,073 words

Summary: it's you and regulus's one year anniversary 💐 (feat. a few other marauders era characters)

Warnings: kinda rushed towards the end, other than that, none <3

Note: reader is gender neutral (like always unless i specify). i used they/ them pronouns, but feel free to change them to your preferred pronouns while reading :D

Regulus Arcturus Black.

It still baffled you to this day just how you managed to snag him. You'd been merely minding your own business, when you got paired up with him for an assignment. Your gut churned as you remembered the things people had said about him. That he doesn't take kindly to new people, that he's rude and stuck up, that he cared for no one but himself.

But you quickly came to realize the the poor boy was just...misunderstood. While working with him, you slowly started to realize that you two had more in common than you thought. Though he wasn't very good at expressing himself out loud, you still did your best to understand him.

The day he'd confessed to you was probably the best day of your life. He did it in a corner of the courtyard, bashfully stumbling over his words until you leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. Saying he was over the moon was an understatement. His friends and brother were too, specifically Sirius and Barty who were hiding just around the corner, their heads hanging in shame when you confronted them. but in truth, Regulus owed them big time for the help.

Present Day

You couldn't sleep last night. You were too excited about what was to come the next day: you and Regulus's one year anniversary as a couple. To think it had already been a year since that cute little confession. You two shared many sweet (and some not-so-sweet) moments together, your bond growing stronger each day.

"Someone seems excited!" Lily quipped as she sat on your bed, watching you get ready for the day.

"Of course they are. It's a very special day for them and Mr. Black." Dorcas teased, Marlene making silly kissing noises in the background.

You rolled your eyes, grabbing a pillow and playfully chucking it Marlene's way, the blonde letting out a soft "oof!", the pillow still hitting her face as she caught it halfway.

"Come on! Tell us, what's Reggie got planned?" she asked, tossing the pillow back to you, which you skillfully caught.

"That's the thing. I don't know. He hasn't told me anything." you answered, tossing the pillow up in the air and catching it.

"Ooh, ooh! I bet he's gonna do something super romantic." Dorcas exaggerated, a lovestruck sigh leaving her lips.

"Sorry, but I don't particularly think "romance" and "Regulus Black" sit at the same table." Lily said, making you stifle a laugh.

"Hey, well at least he's trying." you said, some sympathy in your voice as you grabbed your bag. "Everyone ready?"

The other girls nodded, the four of you taking your leave to class for the morning.

Meanwhile...

This was bad. Really bad. It was no secret to the boys that Regulus had been racking his brain for days, trying to figure out what to do for your one year anniversary. It was evident that he wasn't really much of a romantic, but he tried for you.

Unfortunately, the others weren't much help, either being as empty headed as he or giving him rather basic suggestions.

"Candle lit dinner?" Sirius suggested. "With flowers and music?" Remus added.

"We did that on our first date. It'll look tacky if we do it again." his brother moaned.

"Just buy some snacks and cuddle in your dorm or something." Barty said, spinning a pencil between his fingers.

"Barty, this is a very special day. We can't do something so simple. Plus, we already do that all the time." Regulus confirmed.

"How about you make something for them?" Evan chimed in.

"That could possibly work, but then what?" Regulus buried his face in his hands, a groan of frustration leaving him.

Just as he was about to give up, James pipped up, tapping his finger on the table. "I've got something. But it'll take some effort from all of us."

Regulus slowly lifted his head, looking in James's direction. "I'm listening..."

James snatched the pencil Barty was twirling and grabbed a sheet of paper, starting to scribble things down and sketch somethings out. The boys huddled around him, Regulus's mouth falling agape in surprise.

"James....you're a genius." Regulus said, gently squeezing the Gryffindor's shoulder.

"You can say it again, I don't mind." James mumbled, pushing his glasses up in a moment of pride.

"Don't get cocky." The dark haired Slytherin sighed, bringing his hands together. "Alright, we've got seven hours to put this all together. This is a very special day for us, so I will not tolerate any mess ups."

"Aww, look! My little brother's all grown up!" Sirius said, wiping away imaginary tears and earning himself an annoyed glare from the other black brother.

It was now lunchtime and the girls (+ Barty and Evan) wouldn't stop pestering you. The reason, unbeknownst to you, being that regulus asked the two boys to keep you occupied. From that request, they contacted the girls and got them in on the little scheme.

"Sooo, what did you prepare for our awkward little lover boy?" Barty snickered, poking you in the side and earning himself an annoyed glare.

"It's nothing special, really." you muttered, your cheeks turning as red as the strawberries on your plate as you thought about your gift for regulus.

"That's code for: "I actually spent 3 days staying up till 5 am trying to construct the perfect gift for my lover, but i'm insecure about it." " Pandora "whispered" to the boys.

"Pandora!" you yelled in embarrassment, scoffing as she hid behind her brother before you could cover her face in carbonara pasta.

"Ooh, spill, spill!!" Dorcas gushed, clinging to your arm.

You let out a sigh of defeat, rummaging through your bag. "If any of you tell him about this, I'm turning all of you into red newts." you threatened.

"Oh, I'm so scared!" barty said in a tone of mock fear.

You rolled your eyes and pulled out a small box. "I know how much Reggie loves his jewelry, especially rings." you began, opening the box.

Everyone immediately crowded around, sticking their heads in your space. You had to clear your throat and give them a little nudge before they backed off.

You reached inside and pulled out a chunky ring. you couldn't even get a word out before Dorcas yelled.

"YOU'RE PROPOSING TO REGGIE?" That earned her a smack in the back of the head from marlene.

"Thank you, Marlene." you giggled, shaking your head. "Obviously not! Can you all be patient?"

As everyone settled down, you brought the ring closer. It had a wide, silver band and a chunky, dark emerald green jewel. There was a clasp on it too, like a locket. You pulled the tiny clasp and opened up the ring.

"What are you gonna put inside?" Evan asked.

"Maybe I'll write him a letter or something..." you said, resting your chin on your palm as you looked at the ring. "I just hope he likes it..."

"Oh, trust me, he'll love it! And you'll love what he's planning for yo-! Ow!" Barty yelped as Evan stepped on his foot, giving him a slight glare.

"Anyways, he'll definitely like it. Don't sweat it, bub." Evan mutters, getting up to leave with Barty before any beans were spilled.

Fast forward, and it's almost midnight. And you haven't seen or heard from Regulus. All. Damn. Day. When you asked the others about him, they'd have to lie right to your face, telling you they hadn't seen him, or that he's "busy." Busy with what? They wouldn't say.

You were now sat on your bed, finishing up your gift for regulus. You twirled the ring between your fingers, a slight frown on your lips. Just where the hell was he? Was he avoiding you? Maybe...he didn't want to celebrate your anniversary anymore. You decided to sleep it off, placing the ring in its box and finding comfort under the fluffy duvet.

You hadn't even been asleep for an hour, when you were awoken by the sound of tapping at your window. When you went to go see what it was, you saw a messenger owl with a little slip of paper tied to its leg. You quickly untied it and unraveled a small slip, scanning its contents.

"Meet me in the courtyard." ~R

You knew exactly who wrote this. You were quick to pull on your uniform's jacket, grabbed the ring box and slipping it into your pocket as you left. You soon arrived at your desired location, looking around. You frowned as you saw no one there, clutching the slip of paper.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" you called out, just to be met with silence. "Reggie?" Nothing.

Just as you were about to leave, you noticed something moving out of the corner of your eye. or rather...someone.

"LET IT RIP, BOYS!" You were not expecting to hear Barty yelling....and you definitely weren't expecting to get rained on!

As you ran for cover from a slight shower of rain, something covered you, the rain stopping momentarily. You glanced up to see none other than Regulus himself.

"Reggie-" you mumbled, your heart skipping a beat. The dark haired Slytherin gave you a soft smile before looking out at the courtyard. "Now!" he yelled, eliciting a confused mumble from you.

Just then, your favorite flowers began to bloom on the grass around the two of you, coming around to make a heart. Your hand covered your mouth in shock as pretty wisps of color swirled around the two of you.

You were speechless as you looked at Regulus, feeling his free hand cup your cheek. "You did all this...for me?" you asked, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

"Of course. I know I'm not very good with doing romantic stuff, but...I wanted you to know how much you mean to me. I love you more than anything, I swear it. you make me feel things I've never felt before and...you're very special to me."

You felt tears streaming down your cheeks, your hands fumbling to pull out the ring. "Reg, this is....this is beyond beautiful. I-I can't thank you enough. Uh, I hope...." you sniffled a bit, fanning your tear stained face. "I hope you'll like my gift."

You opened up the box, revealing the emerald ring. Regulus's eyes widened, his heart swelling with love in his chest. "Y/n, it's beautiful-" Before he could finish, you opened up the ring.

He held it and peered inside, his heart melting. inside was two tiny drawings you'd made: one of him and one of you. They were rather cute, making the Slytherin feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"What would I do without you? I'll cherish this ring for as long as I live." he smiled, starting to tear up himself. Regulus leaned over and whispered to you.

"I hope I'll get to return the favor one day." You eyes widened as he said that, your breath catching in your throat.

"Wait, you mean-?"

"Yes...I mean it. In the future, I want to be with you. I want to marry you, Y/n L/n."

And with that, Regulus pressed a soft kiss to your lips, letting the umbrella fall. You gladly kissed him back, smiling like an idiot into it. Right on cue, the rain drops around you became rose petals, their sweet scent filling your senses.

The sound of clapping and cheering pulled you two out of your little moment. You pulled away to see the whole gang standing there, stupid grins on their faces.

"How did you-! Wait...so all of you were in on this?" you asked, a slight gasp leaving you.

"Exactly. This was actually all James's idea." Sirius said, shaking the Gryffindor by his shoulders.

"Happy anniversary, you two!" James said, his cheeks coloring a bit.

You couldn't contain your gratitude, rushing over and hugging him pretty tight. "Y/n, can't...breathe..."

"Sorry, sorry!" you giggled, pulling away and rushing to hug everyone else. "I love you guys, truly! Thank you for making our night so special."

"Of course! Now get outta here, lovebirds!" Dorcas teased, winking at you.

You intertwined your fingers with Regulus's, making your way back to his dorm. The rest of the night was filled with cuddles, stolen kisses, and words of love and affection.

You felt truly blessed to have met Regulus. You'd truly found your soulmate. 💐

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bri-cheeses · 10 months ago

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“‘Kay, Bee, I think I’m gonna head out now,” Evan said, swinging his bag over his shoulder and standing up. “You staying here or coming with?”

Barty had been slightly distracted by the way the strap of Evan’s bag had twisted his shirt and exposed some of his midriff—which was really quite lovely to look at, by the way—but now he shook himself out of it and gave Evan a smile.

“Sorry, but I’ve got to finish this,” Barty told him, gesturing towards his homework. Seriously, if McGonagall didn’t lighten up on the amount of work she assigned, he was going to an early grave.

Evan smiled and gave him a small nod.

“Right,” he responded, and left. Barty tried not to stare at him as he went, but it was a difficult feat. Especially when Evan was wearing that green shirt Barty loved so much.

“So,” Dorcas said, interrupting his train of thoughts. Her eyes drifted back from where she too had been watching Evan leave. “When’re you gonna tell him?” she asked.

Barty looked at her in confusion. “Tell him what?”

Under her steady gaze, it was hard not to feel like a specimen under brutal inspection. She lifted an eyebrow like the answer was obvious, but Barty still had no idea what she was getting at, despite her efforts.

Finally, she sighed and explained, “That you’ve been in love with him for literal years.”

“I— he— I’m not— what?” he spluttered. The corner of Dorcas’s mouth twitched, which was enough for him to realize the eccentricities of his reaction and pull himself back together in order to respond, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

It came out a bit higher than he intended, and Dorcas clearly noticed. Her eyebrow climbed higher.

“Barty Crouch Jr, you are the biggest liar I know,” she said.

And all at once, it became clear that Barty would not be getting away with denying his feelings.

So, sighing, he asked, “How did you know?”

Dorcas snorted. “It’s pretty obvious, the way you drool all over him. It’s actually kind of pathetic, if you ask me.”

“Well, I didn’t,” he retorted. Because really, if Dorcas did like men, he was sure that she would understand why he “drooled all over” Evan. Like, those cheekbones.

But he was getting off topic.

With effort, he refocused his mind to the current conversation, gathering his wits enough to say, “Okay, but if it’s so obvious, then how has he not noticed?”

“Because,” Dorcas began, drawing out the second syllable, “while you may be the biggest liar I know, he’s the biggest idiot.”

And then, calmly as could be, she went back to her writing, dipping her quill in some ink and going on as if nothing at all had happened.

#rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #slytherin skittles #dorcas meadowes #rosekiller microfic #my microfics

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z-eel · 1 month ago

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Rolls up sleeves. Okay. Picture this with me.

Barty Crouch Jr. craves validation. It’s not something he’s proud of or that he would openly admit. But every time he comes home he’s hoping this is the time his father is going to take an interest. Take notice. This particular time, he’s got twelve fucking owls that he’s worked hard for, partially for a bet, but he’s so sure his dad is going to do something. A pat on the back. A “good job” son. A fucking smile. Anything. But he gets nothing.

Cut to spending a week at the Blacks over summer.

He’s at dinner, it’s a relatively quiet affair and out of nowhere Orion Black looks over to him and says, “I’m on the Hogwarts Board of Governors, you know.”

Barty blinks at him, unsure where this is going, but Orion has this look in his eye. The one he’s been longing for, craving for as long as he can remember.

“You’ve garnered quite the attention, Bartemius.” Orion says letting out a low whistle, “Twelve owls. However did you manage it?”

Barty blushes under the weight of Orion’s undivided attention, something he’s never seen before from any man and Orion listens avidly as he explains how difficult it was and how it required a lot of hard work and study.

That it was a culmination of efforts from his peers.

Evan who came down from the kitchens with tea or coffee and a bite to eat when he had forgotten dinner.

Severus who brewed pepper up potions to help him stay awake—debating effects of measurements and alternative ingredients/methods.

Regulus who helped him with his wand work—encouraging him to keep trying until he got it right.

Pandora who aided him with finding his center and his inner eye.

Dorcas, angel that she was, demanding he get some rest but promising to wake him early so he wouldn’t lose too much time, and all the others who aided his efforts because despite it being a bet—they all truly wanted to see him succeed.

Orion sits from the head of the table next to him, drinking in his every word and nodding along appropriately, and Barty has never felt so seen by an adult.

When he’s done, Orion pats his lips with the linen cloth next to him and takes a drink from the crystal glass to his left.

“Brilliant,” He says, “Absolutely brilliant. Utilizing the resources at your disposal to achieve your goals. A collaboration of minds and effort toward a nearly impossible feat. The ambition you have—it’s truly enviable. You’ve done very well for yourself this year, and I would encourage you to continue to down this path of excellence. I see great things for you in your future.”

A scoff bubbles from across the table and suddenly Orion’s sparkling silver eyes narrow, hardening over to a dull gray as he fixes his gaze on Sirius.

“You would do well to take notes, Sirius.” Orion chastises.

Barty has never cared for Sirius. Despite his regrettably attractive appearance, Sirius has always been too vociferous, too careless—especially with the people he claims to love—lacking tact and any real sense of preservation for himself or for others.

So, the dig is a delicious cherry that Barty savors as Sirius scowls at him from across the table.

Every summer after that, Barty no longer seeks the validation from his father—he’s realized he’s never going to get it and while the rejection still stings, Orion’s praise is a balm—soothing the ache left behind.

He’s graduated—top marks, higher even than Regulus, and when he arrives at Grimmauld Place he aims to capture that—now—familiar look of approval—acceptance.

He’s grown greedy for it—desperate for it, after years of being without it he needs the validation and Orion looks over his papers, reading with careful diligence the notes left behind from the professors along with their letters of recommendations and when Orion finally lifts his head, he rakes his eyes over Barty—inspecting him as carefully as the parchment in his hands.

There’s a heat to his gaze and Barty can’t help but nervously lick his lips as he waits for Orion to speak.

And when Orion finally parts his lips, the two simple words leave Barty shaking and incredibly, unexpectedly aroused.

Good boy.

first of all, beautiful writing, loved it, 10/10. people come back and grace my inbox

ahhh, so it's his daddy issues. okay, i see it. i, too, would fold.

damn i–

shit man im kinda into it now. fuck.

now i have to ask, how did you even get into it. like, did you read a fic? was it your own brain? and does it have a ship name? the questions are ever flowing.

#can't believe i like this #my barty tendencies are showing #marauders #barty crouch jr #orion black #zeel answers #barty x orion #orion x barty

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lesbwinter · 8 months ago

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pandora is the most romantic person ever. everything she does has a touch of love, of romance, of affection. and i don't mean that she flirts with everyone, you can clearly tell when nothing would ever happen between her and them, but she just exhales love. you can clearly see love in every step she takes, in every tarot reading, in every word. everything that comes out of her mouth sounds romantic, even if she's just ranting about an assignment they absolutely hate. every little thing seems romantic even when you know it's not – her affectionate words when she sees one of the girls crying, the constant use of pet names such as "love" towards pretty much all of her friends, her having unique little signals with each friend to always be able to know if they are really okay, if they need an excuse to leave a conversation or a party. if love has a smell, it's pandora's perfume, romance is always in the air when pandora is present. that's what dorcas thought, anyway. so when her best friend jokingly starts referring to dorcas as her girlfriend, she doesn't think anything of it, she just does the same. they were always like this, always maintaining physical contact, always having sleepovers, always together, every minute they could. this was simply their dynamic, this was how they always were. they were always together and spent the night at each other's place so often that half of pandora's closet was in dorcas' home and vice-versa. moments before everything happened they were just lying in bed and looking at each other in silence. pandora had cooked dinner and made cookies for dessert, just like an ordinary night at dorcas' place, but, come to think of it, that night was anything but ordinary. after countless minutes of admiring each other's existence, pandora gets up and puts a slow song playlist. that's how they ended up very close to each other, dancing to songs dorcas wasn't sure of the meaning but could assume because of the familiar portuguese words pandora said previously. they mentioned pleasure and love and couples and dating. suddenly, they were kissing. dorcas knew that was the best thing she had ever felt, and, as she felt pandora's gentle hands in her neck, she realized she had been yearning for this kiss. they were always meant to be together. that was the night they officially started dating.

if anyone is interested in the songs they were listening to:

- "partilhar" by rubel feat. anavitoria

- "quando bate aquela saudade" by rubel

- "rosa e laranja" by mariana froes

- "pela luz dos olhos teus" by vinícius de moraes

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kawaiibarty · 8 months ago

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blasian dorcas meadowes & japanese barty wHEN

#*sighs pathetically*#barty crouch jr #dorcas meadowes #Spotify

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officialzepresentation · 8 months ago

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assigning marauders characters folkmore songs

no body no crime (feat. HAIM) - barty crouch jr

the last great american dynasty - sirius black

this is me trying - marlene mckinnon

betty - james potter

gold rush - mary macdonald

ivy - lily evans

seven - petter pettigrew

illicit affairs - evan rosier

august - regulus black

mad woman - dorcas meadowes

epiphany - pandora rosier

hoax - remus lupin

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plzandspanku · 1 year ago

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marauders baby's as songs ive had on repeat

Sirius: Red Wine Supernova - Chappell Roan

Remus: Alrighty Aphrodite - Peach Pit

James: Blame Brett - The Beaches

Peter: Gloom - Djo

Marlene: You First (Re: Remi Wolf) - Paramore, Remi Wolf

Mary: Angry Women - Ashe

Lily: Poison Poison - Renee Rapp

Regulus: Nothing Matters - The Last Dinner Party

Barty: Carsick - K.Flay

Evan: One Of Your Girls - Troye Sivan

Pandora: VOID - Melanie Martinez

Dorcas: MOVE - Beyoncé feat. Grace Jones, Tems

#marauders #the marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew #james potter #marlene mckinnon #mary mcdonald #lily evans #regulus black #dorcas meadowes #even rosier #pandora rosier #barty crouch jr #Spotify #plzandspanku wishes this was twitter #perry's pontification

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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year ago

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sirius being dramatic when finding out about jegulus + very side wolfstar and rosekiller

Sirius strode into the apartment without warning, tossed his keys onto the table with a loud clunk, and took a dramatic bow with a wolffish grin.

“So, what do you think?”

“Of what?” Regulus asked, deadpanning him, “Your dramatic entrance? You’re not a vampire, Sirius- also I told you that key was for emergencies only.”

“This is an emergency.” Sirius glared at him, straightening up, “I need compliments.”

“Oh, how out of character for you.” Regulus said sarcastically, stirring his tea with his spoon at the table.

Sirius flipped him off.

“Please, tell me your thoughts.” Sirius grinned, showing off his new look and flourishing his hair, “Honest opinions only, unless they’re mean. If they’re mean, just tell me I’m pretty instead.”

“You’re pretty.” Dorcas smirked, and Sirius flipped her off.

Sirius had gone on an impulsive whim this morning after a quiet breakfast with Remus had revealed he quite likes the edgy punk look. And whilst Sirius is well aware how much Remus adores his long hair and pretty rebel boy demeanour, mixining it up for a few months could only mean a bit of fun.

Besides, if the way Remus’ brain seemed to short circuit that time Sirius came home with a septum and a nose piercing meant anything, Sirius is sure the other man would absolutely melt now.

He’d gotten himself an eyebrow and lip piercing today, as well as an extra three in his ear. It was a painful feat, and Sirius will not admit that he cried and had to be given a lollipop like a child, but he did it.

He also cut his hair short, just below the base of his skull, short wavy locks that no longer frame his face like they once did. And underneath, he’s died it electric blue.

He chopped one of his old metal band tees through the middle for a rough crop, and put Remus’ too big black ripped jeans on, letting them sit low on the waist with a studded belt to keep from pantsing himself. He’s never really been one for having his briefs stuck up out of his pants, but he happens to be wearing dark blue ones today, and they match.

“I think you look lovely, Sirius.” Pandora smiled over her tea, sitting at the table by Regulus. Out of Regulus’ entire group of friends, Sirius likes her the best. She’s always the nicest to him. “Very punk rock.”

“Thank you, Pandora.” Sirius smiled.

“I think you look stupid.” Regulus said, because of course he did.

“Thank you, Reggie.” Sirius smiled.

“I think you look like me.” Barty said, leaning up against the kitchen counter, one foot on the cabinets behind him for stability.

Sirius furrowed his brow and looked Barty over. And… fuck, yeah, he did. Barty was also wearing a messily cropped shirt, briefs that stuck out of the hem of his low baggy sweats, but he usually wears jeans like these when he’s out and about. And his hair is almost identical to Sirius’, however there’s green in it rather than blue. And the piercings, he’s got loads of them, skin smothered with tattoos too.

“You stealing my look, Black?” Barty grinned.

“Yeah, Im very attracted to him right now.” Evan, who had his head resting on Barty’s shoulder, smiled, “You should go blue, Barty. Its hot.”

“Hey.” Barty nudged him in the side and Sirius blushed.

“Well, thank you Evan, however, I am happily committed.” Sirius smiled, taking another little bow, “I suppose I take that as a compliment too, Crouch?”

“Obviously.” Crouch snickered, “I feel honoured that the Sirius Black is trying to look more like little old me-“

“That was an accident.” Sirius pressed, pointing at him, “I just wanted to look cool for Remus.”

“So you think I look cool?” Barty laughed delightfully.

“That’ll work.” Dorcas grinned, “Remember when Remus and Barry shagged-“

“I don’t need a reminder of that!” Sirius shouted as the same time that Barty said, “Cas, I told you to stop bringing that up around Evan.”

“Oh, so she can bring it up when I’m not around, huh?” Evan asked with a snake like grin, “Do you like to reminisce when I’m not there, Barty? Are you unfaithful?”

“Never, dove.” Barty kissed Evans forehead and sent an evil glare Dorcas’ way, “Dorcas just likes to stir the pot.”

Dorcas and Pandora giggled to themselves.

“Okay, enough about you lot, more about me.” Sirius interrupted, “On a scale of one to ten, how much do you think Remus will want to shag me when I get home? Ten being a lot-“

Sirius’ speech was interrupted by someone else letting themselves in through the front door and striding into the house.

“Love, I broke my glasses again, can you please fix them?” Sirius recognised that voice instantly, it was his best friends voice afterall. James walked right past Sirius in the entry way and leant in and smacked a kiss right on Regulus’ lips, “Missed you.” James muttered again, “I know it’s only been three hours, but I always miss you.”

Sirius is feeling a lot of confusion right now.

Regulus sends him a panicked glance over James’ shoulder, and then awkwardly looks up at James with pink cheeks. Sirius takes in the sudden tension in the room, at the way Pandora is sending Sirius a pleading look, at the way Dorcas is biting her lip in anticipation and looking between everyone, at the way Barty is clearly trying his best not to burst out with laughter, and the way that Evan is jabbing an elbow into his side and looking remorseful.

Suddenly Sirius is no longer confused. He feels more betrayed than anything.

James is fucking shagging his baby brother, isn’t he?

“Oh, Barty, by the way-“ James starts but he interrupts himself midway through, “I swear you were just-“ James turns and points in Sirius’ direction, and then spins back to Barty, “Why are there two of you?”

Barty bursts out laughing, “There’s only one of me, Potter.”

James swings back and forth, looking between them for a moment. And Sirius remembers how genuinely blind James is without his glasses. He usually can’t tell Remus and Peter apart when without them, their hair too similar in colour. So Sirius decides to help him out.

“James.” Sirius prompts when James’ back is to him, and he watches the way the other man immediately stiffens, “Are you snagging my brother?”

Regulus stands and slides James’ glasses onto his face before solemnly petting him on the cheek and sighing, “You’ve been wanting to tell him somehow.”

James slowly turns around, “Oh, Sirius, hi! Didn’t see you there, wow, new look. Very punk, Remus is sure to love it- hey, why don’t we go show Remus now? Yeah, let’s go right there and not talk about anything else-“

“James.” Sirius prompts again, glaring at him, “Are you, or are you not, shagging my brother.”

“Uhm, well… shagging’s quite a vile word, don’t you think? I prefer… love making-“

Behind him, Regulus groaned and began to bang his head on the cupboard whilst all of his friends lit up with laughter.

“Love making?” Sirius gasped, “James, that’s disgusting.”

“Well, it’s not really, it’s quite lovely.”

Sirius pretends to gag, “How long?”

“Erm… bit of an odd question considering it’s your brother.” James shrugged, “But, usually at least an hour-“

“No!” Sirius gasped, slapping his hands down over his ears, which hurt due to the new piercings. “I meant you two! How long have you been shagging?”

“Oh.” James turned bright red, “Yeah, I suppose that’s more logical. Uhm, maybe… like… mhgh…”

“I’m sorry?” Sirius asked, “Mind not mumbling?”

James pulled a wry face and shook his head. Sirius cocked an eyebrow, which also hurt.

Regulus groaned and leant over James, shoulder, “Six and a half month-“

“What!” Sirius shrieked, “You’ve been fucking m’y brother for six and a half months and haven’t told me?!”

“I don’t need to tell you all my personal business, Sirius.” Regulus said.

“Yeah, but, James does.” Sirius points at him.

“It’s true, I do.” James agreed, “Which is why I’m so sorry, Pads. I didn’t want to keep it from you, it’s just, we thought we should at first because I know you scared away the last two guys Reggie was involved with. And then… and then I just felt bad for lying and so I kept lying and… and now we’re here.”

Sirius shook his head at James, “I’m so disappointed in you.” He squinted his eyes, “Just fooling around with my brother like that-“

“We’re not fooling around, Sirius.” James defended, “We never were.”

“I don’t understand.” Sirius shook his head, “Are you shagging or not?”

James snickered, “Look, I didn’t even know I had a crush on Reggie till he kissed me one day, and then I immediately realised I liked him and… and well, we started going out. The shagging didn’t start till after then.”

Sirius took a little step back, looking them both over.

“It’s genuine, Sirius.” James smiled, putting his arm around Regulus’ shoulders, “I just didn’t- I was too scared… I was worried you wouldn’t approve of me for him.” James shrugged, “But we’re not just shagging… I love him.”

Sirius was taken aback, stuck silent for a moment. James loved him? Regulus was gazing up at James with flushed cheeks and a a smile he’d never seen his brother wear before, and it seemed like Regulus loved him back.

Sirius burst out crying.

James immediately rushed to his aid, making them both sit at the table, two chairs pulled out to face eachother. Regulus groaned and went to put on a new pot of tea.

James took Sirius’ hands, shushing him and looking terribly guilty, “I- I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Sirius. Is there something I can do to make it up to you? Is… Is there something I can do to make me worthy of him? I can’t lose- I can’t lose either of you, I’m so sorry, Sirius.”

Sirius sobbed so hard he couldn’t even speak. He shook his head to try and communicate with James, but the message did not go across clearly.

James had started to cry too, “I’m sorry, Sirius. I’m so sorry, I should have- I know I shouldn’t have lied, especially not for so long. But I was so worried- worried about this. I can’t-“ James sobbed so hard he started hyperventilating, “I don’t want to loose- loose-“

“Okay.” Pandora muttered, getting in between them, “Look at me, let’s take some deep breaths. In through the nose, out through the mouth. With me now, come on, in through the nose… out through the mouth.”

Sirius and James sat there for a moment, following pandoras instructions. James’ glasses were cracked and foggy, and Sirius was dreading having to reapply his eyeliner for a second time today.

Regulus set some teacups down on the table and poured them each some midnight blue coloured tea, “Dora’s recipe. Supposed to calm you.”

“I’m sorry.” James muttered after taking a big sip of tea, “I don’t know what to do, Pads. I can’t lose you both.”

Sirius took a few sips himself, taking a moment to compose himself, “You’re not going too.” He smiled, his eyes begging to water again, “I’m sorry I freaked you out.”

“What?” James asked, taken aback, his voice sounded hoarse.

Sirius set his cup down with shaky hands and burst into more tears, but he smiled through them, and they weren’t nearly as heavy as before, “You love him?!”

James sent a nervous glance over at Regulus and tentatively nodded, “As much as I love you- but, differently, of course.”

That only made Sirius cry harder. He tried to talk again, but all that came out was incoherent nonsense.

“Sirius, stop wailing and just talk for Godricks sake.” Regulus scoffed, “Or you can fucking get out of my house.”

Sirius took a deep breath and sniffled, “I’m sorry… I just… you love him! Reggie deserves to be loved.”

“Oh.” James muttered, poking his glasses up his nose. Across the table, Regulus went silent. James smiled and nodded, “Yeah, of course he does.”

“And you deserve to be loved.” Sirius mumbles.

James snickers, “Well, I hope I do.”

“And… and you have such a big heart, and love people so… so… in the best way.”

James smiled and nodded.

“And Reggie-“ Sirius sobbed more, “He struggles- but he really loves who he loves with his whole heart.”

Regulus embarrassedly buried his head in his hands and Barty gave him a playful shove.

“Out of everyone in the world, I approve of you both the most for eachother.” Sirius sobbed, “And it just makes me so happy that you love eachother!”

There was a moment of silence before James started laughing in that way he does when he really adores something. He reached out and grabbed Sirius’ hands, squeezing them tight.

“It makes me so fucking happy that you approve.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Sirius sniffled, “You’re my best friend, and he’s my brother. You’re my two favorite people, it only makes sense that you love eachother.”

“Do you mean that?” Regulus asked across the table.

“Of course.” Sirius nodded, reaching over to pet Reggie’s elbow, “And when you get married James will be my brother in law-“

“I bloody know!” James grinned, slapping his knee, “How good will that be?”

Sirius grabbed onto him excitedly.

After a moment, James smiled and wiped at the black smudge from Sirius’ tears, “This new look got anything to do with Remus’ thing for punks?”

Sirius smiled sheepishly, “Do you think he’ll like it?”

“He liked it enough when you got those nose piercings, he’ll probably pass out seing you like this.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Come on, let’s clean you up and get you back home to him.”

Sirius smiled and nodded, “Thanks, Prongs.”

When Sirius got home, Remus did in fact malfunction. He couldn’t talk proper words for two whole minuets before he pointed to their room and muttered, “Bed, now.” And Sirius could never say no to his Moony.

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Wow I wrote this at a regular hour in the day, hats off to me. This was inspired by @gaybubblehead and my texts about how they hc sirius goes through a phase where he looks just like Barty in terms of style and stuff and I honestly agree he would do that. I mean they came up with the entire idea of this basically and told me I should write it, and for once I actually delivered. lol

So this one’s for you my dude <3

It was silly, I started this with barely any direction and just let the story write its self. I should be writing my Christmas fic butttttt no.

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witches-n-wizards · 2 years ago

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“Supongo que si” sonrisa dulce adorna sus carmesíes mientras sus orbes seguían fijas en la fémina, pues existía un gran cariño a la contraria por años de amistad mantenidos “No un botiquín pero si algunas cosas, supongo que aprendes después de varias caídas” su torpeza y su timidez siempre notables eran “Bueno eso si, y seguro no dejara cicatriz”

― Sí, creo que a ti siempre te ha tenido una estima especial ―comentó con gracia, aunque estaba lejos de ser un comentario mordaz. A diferencia de cómo se burlaba en toda forma de Sirius y James, con Peter jamás podría ser mala. Siempre le había inspirado, de alguna forma, un sentido protector. Como si se tratara de un hermano pequeño al que tuviera que cuidar―. Vaya. ¿Ahora llevas contigo un botiquín? ―Preguntó, acomodándose en una banca cercana para examinar el rasp��n. Nada realmente malo, si era sincera―. No es necesario. No te preocupes. He tenido peores y he sobrevivido.

#peter feat dorcas #─── 🐀 * 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 ／ you got a lot of nerve but not a lot of spine!

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t1oui · 1 year ago

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fic where evan follows barty and regulus into the death eaters. regulus has been fed propaganda by his family his entire life and barty doesn't really care, but he knows that being a death eater will piss off his dad, and that's all he really wants.

but then evan almost dies, and his whole world view changes.

within seconds, barty is grabbing him and running. he doesn't give a shit about his dad because while his dad has never been there for him, evan always has been.

this doesn't mean that barty doesn't care about voldemort or the war, though. the war almost took his evan away, and the war is voldemort's fault.

the day after evan's almost-death, the two of them show up at pandora's house. she lets evan in without a second thought - he's her brother (or sibling, bc i love genderqueer evan), after all - but she just watches barty for a while. but she sees the haunted look in his eyes, and she knows that he's learned. that he's come back.

she brings both of them to the next order meeting, and chaos breaks loose. people are fighting and screaming and suddenly barty is standing on the table holding a list of all the plans the death eaters have made for the next three months. he's passing it around, letting them all have a look, giving proof and explanations and answers to everyone's questions. and he's not in as quickly as he was with pandora, but he's in.

surprisingly, the person to warm up to him the quickest is lily evans. she's a muggleborn, so she should hate someone so careless, so bigoted, but she doesn't. instead, she seems fascinated by him. he's smart and that's so underappreciated, she thinks, and by his third day with the order she's begging for him to teach her italian.

a month after barty and evan defect from the death eaters pandora is acting weird. pacing, never sleeping, never eating unless evan forces to until finally she bursts into their room in the middle of the night and says that regulus is in danger.

rescue mission time!

i'm thinking horcrux hunt feat. barty of course and also regulus 100% (long distance rosekiller might give some nice angst ok. so evan is not guaranteed as part of the hunt) but i can't decide between lily and pandora as the third?? or maybe dorcas?? or maybe lily and pandora and they end up kissing?? so much can happen, guys. so much. for now:

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