#giving the people want they want=regulus with a knife

[mooomoony]

James: Did you have to stab him?

Regulus: You weren't there you didn't hear what he said to me.

James: *hands on his hips* Well what did he say?

Regulus: "What are you going to do Baby Black? Stab me?"

Barty: That's fair.

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 8

chapter 14:

1. “"Obviously fish have brains. All living beings have brains," Regulus tells him. "Well, except for you."”

ADKDJKSJSKS i’m sure that’s another moment in which regulus wanted to look to sirius as if to say “are you seeing this shit?”

2. 😭😭😭😭 james why are you still figuring out you might have a knife kink?? i been knew since before the arena. plsssss

3. 😭💀 the rocks in jars story

4. 😧 james killed someone for reg. no hesitation. that’s gonna haunt him forever

5. oh god, the tenderness reg uses with james after james murdered someone. he’s so gentle and worried for him. this is gonna haunt them forever

6. in reference to james committing murder: “He has the disjointed thought that his parents must have seen that, as well as Sirius. The last people in the world who would judge him for it, and he still wonders what they're thinking.”

JESUS THAT IS HEARTBREAKING. the people he cares most about isn’t judging him cause they’ve done the same thing. it just hurts

7. god, and now they’re face to face with death eaters. i can’t do this shit anymore

8. 😟😧 oh no.

“James can safely say he doesn't have a knife kink. Blade kink. Sword kink. Any of that—he doesn't have it. No, it's just Regulus he likes, and anything to do with him. When Mulciber has a sword to his throat, it's not sexy at all.”

9. reg’s threats are so scary

10. knowing reg’s loyalty to kill for sirius is fucking wild. he would murder everyone in that arena if it meant keeping sirius safe. and sirius did the same for reg.

11. 😧 shocked. oh my god. jaw dropped. reg is just hacking at mulciber with a hatchet

12. ✨evan✨☺️🩷

13. whoop there it is. in reg’s mind, he mistakingly referred to james as his boyfriend. it’s downhill from here

14. oh god, james is using his “it was self defense and murder is grotesque and not always clean” speech that he used to give to sirius all the time. i wonder how often he’s had to tell that to himself in this arena

15. GOD NOT THE FUCKING BEAR TRAP- JFC CAN THEY HAVE ONE MOMENT IN THIS ARENA???

chapter 15:

1. reg called james baby ☺️🥰💞

2. “"Sirius, you're going send something to fix him, or so help me, when I get out of here, I'm going to rip all of your hair out right from the scalp until you're fucking bald."” LMAOOO REG IS SO PROTECTIVE OF HIS NOT BOYFREIND THATS GONNA HAVE TO DIE ANYWAYS. and he threatened to make sirius bald 😭😭😭

3. “"I like you," James declares cheerfully, and Evan winks at him.” EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP

4. “Sometimes, healing is harder than being hurt.” godDAMMIT he’s right, and that cuts deep into my soul

5. reg and sirius are so like me fr in hating change. for them it’s the needing stability after a childhood of not having it, and for me, it’s autism.

6. reg is absolutely insane sounding and i’m 2000% on board for it

7. reg is willing to kill because they scarred james’ face but still says he hates every breath james takes. bitch. wtf do you mean you hate him? do you not get it yet?

8. 😐 bitch, yet another self indulgent moment that reg calls a parting gift

9. evan and reg team!! 🐈‍⬛🫱🏻‍🫲🏾🐍

10. comparing james to the sun >>>>>>>>>>

11. reg being the best seeker during hide and seek 👀

12. EVANNNN NOOOO

13. 😧 evan says he’s reg’s friend. shit i’m about to sob at one am as i’m writing this. and reg jsut lost the best friend he never got to have

14. god, reading from sirius’ pov now IS making me sob.

15. LMFAOOO I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING OVER THE BURNING TREE

16. shame on me for not realizing that the author of crimson rivers also wrote just lovers. i just realized that. like, while reading authors notes. i feel so fucking stupid rn

[sleeplesssmoll]

Reverse 1999 HCs: The Kitchen

I mentioned these in passing, but I finally added them in post with more detail. Feel free to add your HCs to the buffet! Word count is 960ish so you know what you're getting into if you continue down this path of madness.

Apple tends to stay out of the kitchen unless he's looking for wine. He doesn't want to be mistaken for a tasty snack.

Regulus is banned from the kitchen but barges in anyway as the "official taste tester". She also steals from people's plates if they're left unguarded, unless it's Sotheby's. She is an exception. Vertin gets the worst of it where Regulus might lean over her shoulder and chomp down on her spoonful of food. This is the tax for sharing her premium snacks with Vertin.

As for the snack sharing, one time Regulus caught Vertin eating uncooked noodles with the seasoning packet sprinkled on top like chips as a snack. Ever since then, she gave Vertin free access to the stash of snacks in her room. There's always potato chips and Dr. Papper available to her friend.

Vertin stills occasionally eats noodles like chips because Madam Z used to do it when they were traveling together. When Smoltin caught her red-handed, Madam Z advised her not to be like her and to eat her celery sticks instead. They both knew that wasn't going to happen.

Sotheby is allowed use the kitchen with supervision. There needs to be someone there to give their opinion on her creative choices (stop her from accidentally poisoning someone).

Druvis is the head chef and Sonetto is her apprentice that does everything by the book due to her upbringing in the Foundation. For example, if they don't have the right ingredients, Sonetto believes they can't make the dish anymore. However, Druvis will teach her how to substitute things and improvise.

Sonetto is a great cook, but she operates like a robot that needs to be updated with new ideas from a programmer. All the knowledge is there, but she struggle to make her own conclusions. (This is something we see her struggle with in game but I applied it to cooking lol)

The Horror Trio have no interest in cooking, only eating. Although, Jessica and her Critter friends harvest things from the garden so Druvis can supervise/mentor in the kitchen.

Vertin can't cook per say, but she can throw together very basic meals a child could do (eggs, bacon, toast, grilled cheese, simple stuff). However, her specialty is eggs. She can cook an egg in every way possible thanks to Madam Z. The scientist told her if she learns to cook anything, let it be an egg. They're easy to cook, versatile, and a good source of protein. This is an HC but I can hear her explaining egg supremacy to Vertin. Fun fact: Eggs are a staple food in China and many Asian countries. Eat an egg for Madam Z everyone.

Vertin's also handy with a knife since it's all about technique and she's good with her hands. Before her crew, she probably ate a lot of sandwiches, Foundation MREs, and instant food (with eggs on the side).

However, one day Druvis witnessed hot bacon grease pitch onto Vertin's arm. Vertin flinched at first but continued flipping her bacon, saying, "It happens sometimes." Druvis damn near threw Vertin in the sink in her rush to run cold water over it. They didn't notice how serious Vertin's disregard for injuries were due to the lack of scars and reactions from her. Vertin doesn’t understand since it'll go away with a healing potion. This breaks Druvis's heart because even if it's healed, Vertin's putting herself through unnecessary pain since she's used to getting hurt.

That was the last time Vertin was allowed to touch a frying pan (rip her beloved eggs as collateral), but they still let her use the knife since she's adept with it. Also Vertin wants to help them because it's a way for her to spend more time with them. They couldn't chase her away after she admitted that.

There is another advantage to letting the Timekeeper help sometimes; Vertin's the only one who doesn't cry rivers when she cuts an onion. Sonetto and Sotheby are a mess when they try. Pupnetto has a sensitive nose and Sotheby is baby. Druvis keeps her deadpan face but tears will prick at her eyes.

Vertin didn't always eat her veggies as a kid and Madam Z wasn't sure how to make her eat them. It's actually Tooth Fairy who found a way to make fruits and veggies fun. Vertin now does the same for her Suitcase Family.

Imagine an elegant, celebratory dinner set up by Druvis, Sonetto, and Sotheby after a particularly tough mission. What did Vertin contribute with her knife? Sandwiches? Salads? Nope. It's this:

Fruits and veggies decorated as little critters! It's how Tooth Fairy advised Madam Z to prepare them so Smoltin would eat them. As a kid she loved it. Vertin is creative so there are many variations (she's the opposite of Sonetto who's highly skilled but lacks creativity).

They're a hit with her crew too. Even Blonney, who normally acts like a moody teenager when it comes to her true feelings, finds them adorable. After seeing the way Jessica's eyes lit up from the little display, she was inspired to try and learn too. In secret, of course.

Horropedia said they were neat, but listed a terrifying bunch of ideas for Vertin's next fruit/veggie display: monsters, eyeball, tentacles, severed fingers, a dipping sauce that looks like slime or blood...

Bonus:

Regulus: Vertin! What are you doing?

Vertin: I'm making cheese toasties (grilled cheese). Don't worry, there's no way I can burn myself.

Regulus: You're dealing with hot melted cheese. On a scale of 1 to 10, how angry do you think Sonetto and Druvis would be if I called them right now?

Vertin: ...Would you like one too?

Regulus: Cut diagonally, no crust. Thanks ❤️

[evyltalks]

We haven't heard from Regulus in a long time.

After a few years, we lost hope. Chasing after a ghost entrenched us even further in the past we were doing our best to run away from. Just like him. Maybe he was running away from us too. Maybe he didn't want us to find him, or maybe he simply let himself sink in the shadows. Who could blame him? On many occasions, these desires have haunted my mind too.

The mere mention of his name always provoked various reactions among us. Grief, sadness, rage, disdain, love. He was loved, that is not even a question. People cared so much about him. His life, which is so close to many and to my own that I would not know where to drop the knife of separation. Maybe the day we learned about everything.

We didn't know the truth until it was too late. Too late to help, to heal the wounds, to ask for forgiveness.

That's why, on this train, cut off from the world, music in my ears, I didn't expect to see him. There, on the opposite platform of the station. Alive.

I thought I was hallucinating for a moment, but then our eyes met. Now I know. He saw me too. And yet I feel like I'm the only one surprised. Not an ounce of astonishment in his eyes or his demeanor, not even amusement or anger. There was nothing. Nothing.

Please, tell me that this means something ! His silence should be a sign, a signal that I can do something. That I should do something. He wanted me to find him, and he was waiting for me ! He wanted to come and be with us.

Panic and hope had lifted me up, made me stand, made me walk-

The doors had just closed as quickly as they had opened, without even giving me a chance to get out.

He just stood there, static, while I rushed towards one of the doors separating me from him. I'm speechless. After all this time, the mourning had been done. If they knew what I was seeing, the wounds that had barely healed could be gaping again.

And so the train set off again, we didn't take our eyes off each other, but the darkness engulfed me and the train went into the tunnel.

My whole body is still shaking from the shock.

What has just happened ?

He cannot die any longer. Not another time.

[moonyssmommyy]

My Marauders Headcanons Pt. 2 ~ Sirius Orion Black

Loves sour candy

Isn't really sure if he's a pure blood supremacist or not

He'd like to say he is as it distances himself from his family but he's truly not sure

If you're close to him it doesn't matter if you're a muggle born, a half blood, or a pure blood but if you're not then he can say some pretty nasty things be it as a joke or not

Smooth mf talker

Oh my good

He has a very charming, very nice laugh

His voice is smooth but also has this slightly raspy roughness which paired with his accent is extremely hot

Would've been a momma's boy if he could've

Punk Sirius black

Can actually cook really well

Cherry flavored things are his bbg

Biased towards Slytherin's bc not only are they going to be at least somewhat like his family Slytherin house also houses Snape

His alcohol of choice is tequila

Sleeps naked

Will throw a fucking bitch fit if he gets too hot

He has back dimples

And regular dimples

He has really flawless pale skin aside from his face where he has a few moles and ofc his tattoos

He's very toned and lean

His first tattoo was a sun in between his shoulder blades he didn't know why but when he got home, home where it was always cold and the people there were too he knew. He'd gotten for James, James who was always warm, James who's eyes and smile always shone so brightly, James who was the center of Sirius world, James who was the sun.

He was kicked out after he came home from getting the tattoo; drunk, and high off his mind, and worst of all ignoring his mother. To say Walburga had disapproved of his body modification was the understatement of the millennium. Sirius didn't even care so Walburga decided to make him care

Contrary to popular belief this was the first time things had ever gotten physical, Walburga had decided to give him a body modification he'd disapprove of

She grabbed the knife off the kitchen table and made her way over to Sirius who was basically delirious with laughter before realizing something foul was bound to take place. He began running up the stairs but that didn't stop his mother before he could get too far Walburga had grabbed hold of his collar and began cutting. Sirius thrashed and cried and begged for her not to cut his hair but she did anyway, she didn't even care for the cuts she left on him as he tried to get her to stop

When she was done she simply told him he wasn't her son anymore

She wanted nothing to do with him

And Sirius begged for something he didn't even know what for

He doesn't like shaving but he prefers to be free of hair

He's French, Russian, English, and Romanian

He likes to paint his nails black

Sirius LOVES shiny things

Like they make him so happy and giddy

Sirius also LOVES his motorbike

His favorite article of clothing is his leather jacket which is somehow still in pristine condition despite the fact Sirius basically wears it in the shower he has it on so much

Loves jewelry

Winter is his fav season

His love language is actually quality time closely followed by physical touch

He's very affectionate after he loves and trusts you completely

Despite all the abuse he suffered with his family Sirius actually really misses his mom bc she wasn't all bad

Walburga suffered the same abuse as a child and after Sirius found that out it made things even harder for him because she knew

She knew what it felt like to have this happen and she still chose to do this to him

Sirius was actually her favorite son and one of the ways she would punish him was giving all her attention to Regulus whilst giving him the cold shoulder

That always broke Sirius and he'd beg for his mother's forgiveness and attention

Sometimes if Walburga was feeling nice and his father wasn't home which was rarely ever but it did happen occasionally Walburga would allow Sirius to crawl in bed with her and lie his head on her chest while she combed her fingers through his hair

Despite the affection this still hurt Sirius because she'd never look at him, and she wouldn't even acknowledge when he spoke to her. Never returning his declaration of love so he learned to accept her seldom affection in silence

Walburga was somehow even harsher after these times as she learned to view love and affection as a weakness

Chronic ice eater

Loves music

Extremely talented singer

His mother forced him to learn piano and he hates that he likes it

Taught himself to play the guitar

He has a little book where he writes out songs, he's embarrassed of them and the only person who even knows about it is James

Suffers from Borderline Personality Disorder and James has been his FP for fucking ever

He also suffered from Survivor's guilt thinking about what happened to Regulus after he left

His relationship with James is way passed platonic but it's also not romantic either

He has very thin patience and gets frustrated quickly

Speaks French, Latin, and Russian fluently

Sirius hates labels

If you're his, your his

If he likes you, he likes you

That's just Sirius

[naquey]

One Kiss

Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Remus Lupin, and Cassander Lyall are tired of Regulus and Roan dancing around their feelings for one another. Their arguments are insufferable, and the tension is thick enough to cut with a knife. To sleep at night, they team up to bring these two rivals together.

"I think you have too much room in your head for your small brain." Roan shook her head with a sigh.

"You didn't brew the perfect potion either!" Regulus huffed, crossing his arms.

"At least mine was closer. You have quite a lot of head space for someone who doesn't use it."

Regulus clenched his jaw. She was making fun of his forehead; that much was obvious. No one made fun of his forehead and got away with it. But he didn't know what to say to her. He'd exhausted calling her an idiot or saying she was a half-blood.

"Although, you should invest in bangs. They would look nice and distract people from that golf ball of a forehead you have."

"Yeah, well- " Regulus paused, the words disappearing in his throat.

"What? I can't think of something to use to insult me back?" Roan raised a brow.

He was raised not to pick on girls' appearances and to always be a poised gentleman, but she kept getting under his skin in a certain way, like dirt under his fingernails that he couldn't clean away.

"I'm sorry I call your forehead huge." Roan sighed.

"You apologize so much; it's annoying." Regulus rolled his eyes. "Are you people always like this?"

"You people? What? Were you going to call me a mudblood like your stupid friends?"

"No, no, I wasn't going to. I have never called you that."

"Well, there's a first for everyone."

When class was dismissed, Roan rushed out of potions, forgetting her textbook. Regulus hesitated momentarily, picking it up and stuffing it in his bag with his books.

"Hey, I saw that look you were giving her." Evan slung his arm around him, grinning. "Why don't you just tell her already? I mean, you can always just tell your family she's a pure wizard."

"Sod off," Regulus shrugged his arm off and walked away in a hurry. Probably to go catch up with her.

"Mate, he's in love." Barty slung his arm around Evan.

"Oh, I don't doubt it."

Roan sat in the library with Remus and Cassander, buried in her homework for the day. The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff exchanged a weary look.

"So," Remus started. Averting his gaze, partly hiding behind the book he was reading.

"What? You've been acting weird since I got here." Roan huffed, hastily scribbling something down on parchment.

"We uh- heard that little conversation with Regulus in potions..." Cassander toyed with his quill.

"So what? It's like every other conversation we have."

"Uh no, you don't typically storm off after." Remus pointed out.

"Yeah, did he reject you or something?"

"What? No. I don't like him like that." Roan's face distorted in disgust.

"Yeah, sure." Remus and Cassander chuckled.

"Are you two alright? Did you get hit in the head at quidditch practice?" Roan looked unamused.

The following week, Cassander and Remus walked side by side, engrossed in their conversation. Remus was a prefect, and Cassander was Head Boy, a year above Regulus and Roan. They could see their chemistry from miles away, but it was always shut down whenever they tried to tell them that.

"Oi! You're friends with that half-blood, aren't you?" Evan shouted from down the hallway.

Remus turned around, rather annoyed. Evan had just started talking, and he wanted to shove his tie into his mouth.

"What of it?"

"Well, Barty and I here can't help but see how bad our dear Reggie is pining for that girl." Evan slung his arm around Barty.

"Okay..." Cassander adjusted the books in his arms. "What are you getting at?"

"We think it would be easier for both of us if they just got together," Barty gestured between them.

"You mean setting them up on a date?"

"Yeah!" Evan's eyes sparkled. "See, you aren't so dumb as I thought!"

"Thanks..." Cassander and Remus rolled their eyes.

Evan cleared his throat, their unenthusiastic responses were getting him nowhere. "Okay, that was mean. I'll admit it, but just think about it."

"She would stop ranting and raving about him when we do our homework." Remus scratched the back of his neck. "Sure, why not?" He looked away guiltily. This wasn't his vibe, involving himself in his friends' love lives. Even if they tried to fix his.

Remus shuttered, already getting flashbacks of when Sirius and James tried to set him up with some girls in Gryffindor to find out who he liked. Unfortunately for them, they gave up after a week.

"Alright! We'll tell you the plan tomorrow; see you then!"

Two days later, their plan was set in motion: Invite the two of them down to Black Lake. Of course, Regulus had to be dragged down there after quidditch practice, and Roan could easily be persuaded to study outside. She was such a bookworm; it was astonishing how their friend could even like her. Nerds were so dull.

Regulus tied his hair back, pulling at strands to cover his forehead. Her words had gotten to him, and he'd stood in the mirror examining his face for hours. She was correct; he had a prominent forehead, but what did that matter?

"Tch, what are you doing here? Where's Rosier?"

"Well, hello to you too, Black." Roan sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear. It had been falling in her face and obscuring the text in her arithmancy textbook.

"I asked you a question."

"I can smell the sweat on you. Didn't you shower?"

"Evan told me it was important to come here right after quidditch practice."

"Oh, did you fall off your broom today?"

"Haha, very funny. I'm an exquisite seeker."

"You're a royal prick." Roan turned a page in her book.

"Do you need a hair tie, or will you stubbornly keep brushing your hair back?"

"Screw off,"

"I'm helping you, idiot." Regulus rolled his eyes. He should have walked away by now, but he didn't.

"Fine, give me the hair tie."

"I'll do you one better and do your hair."

"If my hair starts smelling like your hands, I will hex you."

"Relax, why are you even worried? The scent of your hair doesn't matter."

He could smell her shampoo; the earthy tones were subtle and warm. Rolling up his sleeves, he pulled her hair back into a ponytail using one of his brother's hair ties that he stole. His brother was really only ever good for one thing, leaving his hair ties around the house after not living there for so long. Her hair was soft to the touch, too. He didn't assume otherwise, but he hoped that wasn't another quality of hers that was wonderful. He envied her kindness, and the praise Slughorn would give her in class.

"Regulus? Did you hear what I said?" She raised a brow, turning around.

He was staring at her now. Pulling his hands back, he looked away and laughed awkwardly.

"I'm fine, I just- What did you say?"

"I asked when the next game was."

"Oh—" Regulus scratched the back of his neck. He wanted to kick himself for being awkward right now. "Next week, we're going against Gryffindor."

"Playing against your brother and his annoying friend will be exciting."

"Annoying is an understatement. Potter is... Something."

"Hey, got feelings for James." She chuckled.

"What? No."

"I know, I'm just teasing you."

Evan, Barty, Remus, and Cassander were watching in the distance. Evan groaned and slid his back down the wall.

"Come on! How can they sit there and just keep talking?"

"They're pretty intelligent and go back and forth for hours." Cassander shrugged.

"They just need to get physically closer." Evan pouted, covering his face with his hands.

"Relax, this stuff takes time. People are complicated." Remus chuckled.

"One kiss, one kiss. That's it. This moment could be it." Evan mumbled.

"They just need a little push." Barty rubbed his hands together like a cartoon villain.

"Now, hold on- " Remus' eyes widened.

"You and me are going to crash into them." Barty grinned wildly at Cassander. "Make it look like we're in the middle of a fight."

"Really?" Cassander deadpanned.

Looking at the sparkle in Barty's eyes, Cassander caved. He couldn't say no to a bit of mischief, even if he was Head Boy. He just hoped that teachers wouldn't see him play fighting with someone. Then he'd be demoted.

So, he and Barty began to wrestle on the ground, flipping over once in a while, each on top, trying to injure the other. Remus covered his face with his hands, wanting absolutely not to be part of this, even though he had agreed two days ago. As soon as they got closer enough, Barty quickly pushed Roan, then sprung to his feet and sprinted away. Cassander followed after him.

"Get back here Crouch!" He had to make it believable.

Roan and Regulus were sitting on the hill just as Roan got pushed. She squeaked and began to roll towards the lake.

"What the hell..." Regulus looked back at Cassander and Barty.

"I'm going to kill him!" Roan shouted just before splashing into the lake. She hadn't thought to stop herself.

Regulus scrambled down the hill, reaching into the shallow part of the lake to pull her out.

"Was this your doing?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"I have no idea what's going on." Regulus turned his head, and he felt his friends were watching.

"Liar." She pulled him down into the lake with her. Of course, he shouldn't have offered his hand to help her up.

Roan burst into laughter when he landed in the lake with a splash. Regulus broke the surface and splashed water at her.

"Hey, I was trying to help."

"This was your fault, to begin with."

"My fault? Okay." He shoved more water at her with a snicker.

Evan, Barty, and Cassander leaned forward. Remus was trying hard not to be seen with the three of them. Evan and Barty high-five.

"To be honest, they are kind of cute..." Cassander muttered, nodding to himself.

[jaylienpotter]

*~Masterlist~*

¦ Jaylienpotter on Ao3 ¦

¦ Intro on alt: @boyswillbebugs ¦

¦ Bellatrix RP: @bestblacksister ¦

Ao3 fic: Shedded Snake

(TW: r*pe/non-con; read tags and notes!)

Regulus Black's life changed when he was raped by his best friend and roommate Barty Crouch Jr. Not wanting to ruin the environment of their shared friend group, he kept the traumatic event to himself. The only one who knew about it was, surprisingly, his brother's best friend, James Potter, after a confrontation in the hallway. Follow Reg as he tries to overcome and heal from the trauma, while falling for the one helping him in this journey.

Ao3 fic: For you, anything

James Potter's life turns upside down when Lily - his wife and mother of their two year old son - asked for a divorce. Will he lose himself in the midst of a failed marriage and joined custody? Sirius Black has been in love with his best friend for over a decade. After offering for James and his son Harry - Sirius's godson - to move in, will he manage to keep his feelings a secret?

Prompt tumblr blogs

A list of tagged tumblr blogs that give you prompts! Both Marauders-based (general or specific ships) and unspecified/general prompts. Hope it's helpful!

Prongsfoot Bingo

A challenge to complete a set of 16 prompts about James x Sirius

The bingo card

Raising Harry snippet

Mutual Coming Out (Ao3)

Let them be

A small collection of 9 chapters/parts, each one about a character and their relationship with gender, sexuality, feminism, or love.

Let boys wear trousers

Let boys wear skirts

Let people want both

Let people want none

Standalones

Prompts or something random that I remembered turned into microfics (sometimes not so micro), not connected to each other. Not including those short chats.

Jegulus proposal

James gets trans Reg a dick (light nsfw, fluff)

Lily and Sirius sibling problems solidarity

Jegulus "don't go" prompt

Rosekiller brews amortentia

Sirius finds out about Jegulus

Jegulus raise Harry

Coffee shop AU Jegulus

Drunk Regulus confesses

Trans Regulus runs away

Jegulus breakup

Trans Regulus and intimacy (fluff, implied sex)

Regulus is taken in by the Potters

Regulus tells James he was SA (Ao3) (READ THE TW!!)

Prongsfoot (romantic) meet through pottery

James can't stop thinking about stranger Sirius Black (prongsfoot)

Muggle AU James crushing on artist Sirius

Prongsfoot (romantic) bonding over text

James meets Sirius's friends at his birthday (prongsfoot)

Sirius approves of Jegulus

James gives Lily a sweet bday gift (Jily)

Regulus defends James to Lily

Harry Oblivious Potter (Golden Trio Era)

Snippets of WIP Rock 'N' Roll Suicide

The fic (not published yet) is Wolfstar, mostly canon-compliant, focuses on Sirius as a person and his character growth.

Very heavy but most of the posts on tumblr will be of more casual parts of the fic.

Quidditch teams debate

James finds out Sirius bottoms (light nsfw)

Wolfstar coming out to James

Eclipse WIP

James is a single dad and Harry has advanced cancer. He wishes to meet his favourite author before he dies (R.A.B). Regulus agrees to it and falls in love with James.

E-mail to the author

Headcanons

My personal headcanons/theories about the characters :)

My personal ships

Blind Regulus

Peter Pettigrew headcanons

Different ships in cottages

Marauders Era dancing AU/headcanons ft. reggiecantswimm (a thread)

Marauders Era health headcanons

Lesbian Wolfstar

Alcoholic Remus Lupin (TW: addiction)

Prongstail (James x Peter) hcs

Regulus and Lily friendship

Marauders and the Holidays

Ideas I won't write

Feel free to use them as long as you credit me and tag me (I wanna read!)

Remus goes back in time

Two dimensions cross

Formation of Jegulily [might write]

Toxic mix of Wolfstar, Starchaser and one-sided Prongsfoot

Smut (18+)

Small scenes/one-shots with explicit sex (check the TW/CW)

Wolfstar chastity cage (Ao3)

Jegulus kitchen sex (Ao3)

Wolfstar x James threesome (Ao3)

Knife play Rosekiller (Ao3)

[thistlecatfics]

A few recs for @hprecfest featuring the stars of dark fic: Bellatrix, Sirius, Regulus, and Barty, among others. Dark and clever and smutty and might leave you feeling a bit dirty having read them in the best way. I couldn't bear to pick just one.

Het:

Polygirl by deslea (M, 1.2k, Bellatrix/ Voldemort, Rodolphus, Lucius, Severus, Sirius) 

In Knockturn Alley, Kitty will be anyone you want her to be, for a price…that is, if you have a strand of their hair. A surprising number of her clients want her to be Bellatrix Lestrange.

Brilliant little fic exploring the polyjuice sex worker trope

Red and Gold by mumuinc (E, 10k, Bellatrix/Sirius)

Bellatrix didn’t consider herself a cradle robber. Sirius was nine years her junior, and still a whining little shit when things didn’t go his way. But when he shut that fat, stupid mouth of his, when he turned those glittering eyes in her direction, she had to give pause.

Perfectly characterized mirror image warrior cousins (my first ever OTP!) which includes one of my favorite descriptions of Sirius through Bellatrix's eyes:

"Hogwarts rhetoric these days defied logic and common sense, and the way Sirius wove the zeal of Dumbledore’s ideals around his skin made her want to grab him by the neck and defile him, perhaps slit his throat and drink his blood, bathe in it, and offer it to the sun god or whatnot. She despised it, loathed it even, this armor of zeal and righteousness that Sirius seemed to think was attractive. It wasn’t. It was despicable. It was a desecration.It was fucking erotic."

Femslash:

shake off your flesh, run from the light by @fvckyouimaprophet iamsiriuslyriddikulus (E, 6.6k, fem! Barty/Evan)

It starts with a confession. Beatrice never meant to let it slip, but the Firewhiskey loosened her tongue until she found herself leaning over to Evan and saying, “Sometimes I prefer to kill them with a knife.” She stares down at the space between them, not daring to meet Evan’s eyes. “I know it’s an awfully Muggle way to do it, but I like the mess. You can feel it more than you can with a wand, and you get to watch the life leave their eyes.” Evan places a hand behind her, palm flat against the grass, and leans her weight on it as she takes a swig from the bottle. Beatrice braces herself for a speech about how unnecessary it is, how it’s beneath her, but none comes. “Show me,” Evan says.

Tags include: Knifeplay, Object Insertion, (Evan gets fucks with the hilt of a knife), Bloodplay, Blood Drinking, woundfucking, wound cunnilingus would be more accurate, Murder, god forbid women do ANYTHING, although to be clear they are very much murdering muggles and getting off on it, lesbian rosekiller

Dark and twisted and HOT

Slash:

Black Skies by @danpuff-ao3 danpuff (E, 7k, Regulus/Sirius & Regulus/Severus)

Sirius won't give Regulus the love he needs, so he seeks it from Severus instead.

Regulus is so split between Sirius and Severus and feels horrible, and all three of them feel horrible, but none of them can stop! It's so dark and twisted and desperate and compelling and hot. I'm feral for all of the dynamics depicted.

The Cost of Survival by @vdoshu doshu (M, 11k, Barty/Peter)

Peter likes the way that people look at him because he’s a Marauder. He likes the way that he’s invited along to get-togethers during the summers, the way that people pass him drinks and snacks at Quidditch after-parties, the way that people don’t laugh about him when he’s within earshot. He likes the way that everyone knows who he is, and pretends to like him. But he likes the way that Barty treats him even more.

It feels inappropriate to flail about this fic because of how sad it is - not even sad in a deliciously angsty way but sad in a realistic, human tragedy sort of way. Peter is portrayed so empathetically here - so flawed and human and afraid and desperate for love and affection and safety.

7 Loves/7Lives ( i called you brother seven times) by xylodemon (E, 7k, Regulus/Sirius)

This is a thing that never should have started.

Classic fic from 2006 which I’ve loved since my early fandom days which I consider a must-read Blackcest fic.

Time is What You Make It (the King Of Pain remix) by aron_kristina (M, 1k, Regulus/Sirius and implied Regulus/Sirius/Harry)

Sirius can't forget his brother, even if he wants to.

The layers! A punch in the gut in 1000 words.

[where-is-vivian]

You'd Look Better

from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, knife (1210 words)

“You suck.”

Sirius gives him a glare. He’s clearly annoyed at him, but Regulus couldn’t care less. Sirius — who’s been designated as the leader of this mission, despite it being a very poor strategic choice, to Regulus’ opinion — has kept them waiting for 2 whole hours. 2 hours during which they had to stay crouched behind a wall, hidden in a dark corner of this politician’s house, who, by the way, has shitty taste in terms of decoration.

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“I don’t.”

Regulus gives Sirius an annoyed sneer. “You do suck.”

Sirius doesn’t even roll his eyes. “I don’t.”

He’s stubborn. Regulus also is.

“You suck, and I’ll add that you’re shit at planning missions. I’ll tell McGonagall when we get back to The Order’s quarters,” He whispers, and Sirius smirks. He doesn’t even flinch at the mention of their mentor.

Instead, he answers. “The only thing I suck is di—”

But he can’t finish his sentence, because there’s a crash above their heads. The ceiling, which is in fact made of glass, and letting the moonlight pass and cast squares of light in the walls of the room, breaks in thousand tiny shards, and they fall like rain on the tiled floor. They crash in high pitched bounces, before dispersing like water on the marble.

Regulus and Sirius look at it, and quickly, their spy reflexes kick in, and they both simultaneously look up to see what — who — did that. They’re ready to react, but when they see who provoked this, their eyes open wide.

There’s a boy appearing suddenly, and he jumps inside the huge room landing nimbly and quietly, despite the impressing distance between the floor and the ceiling. He has brown curly hair, and when he lifts his head, his brown eyes meet Regulus’. And despite his all black outfit, the intruder’s skin shines in the moonlight. 

He smugly smiles at Regulus, before standing up swiftly, and running away.

“Fuck, get him!” Sirius says as he runs after this random guy.

Regulus stares at the ceiling briefly one more time before running after Sirius in the huge hallways of the politician’s villa.

There’s this thing; they’re not here for nothing. They have to prevent the burglary of a family necklace that has been planned, and of which they have been informed in advance. They have informers working for The Order. They’ve been waiting for them for 2 entire hours, and now that the robbers were here — not even several people, just a single dude that suddenly appeared —, they were letting him go. Off to a bad start.

“You, go this way,” Sirius says, pointing at a side of the hallway that was dividing in two. “I’ll go this way,” he adds in a whisper, already running away quietly despite the numerous weapons strapped to his thighs.

Regulus runs in the other direction. He takes two knives out of their sheath, ready to make great use of it; Regulus is good with knives.

He’s running for a while when he sees a shadow at a corner that doesn’t look like his brother’s. It’s night, and shadows are hardly visible, but Regulus’ training made him able to recognize the presence of another human for sure. He quietly gets closer, and when he’s close enough, he sees that it’s the intruder from earlier. He jumps at him and he pushes him on the cold floor. The man lets out a surprised yelp, and falls with Regulus straddling him in a thump.

Immediately, Regulus puts both his knives crossed under the guy’s chin. The blades touch the man’s skin, but Regulus doesn’t cut yet; he wants to get him alive, and hand the man to the police, if possible. It’s a soft mission. Sometimes they have to kill people, but that’s not for today.

“Who are you,” Regulus asks forthwith.

The man smirks. “I’m lucky, I got the prettiest one.”

Regulus doesn’t laugh or smile at the arrogance. Instead he pushes his blades further against the man’s throat. It makes him lift his chin, his grin not fading away.

“James,” He replies instantly.

Regulus glances down at him. He’s good looking. And he has the necklace in his hand. The thing he is supposed to defend tonight. Good thing Regulus found him before James could escape.

“James what?”

“James Potter,” The man replies, looking Regulus daringly in the eyes, not impressed by the knives to his throat. He just gave Regulus his name — he can’t be sure he didn’t give a fake name, but the police will verify it themselves — which is basically the most precious information an agent has. But James’ eyes just shine with a strange glimmer, and Regulus wonders what it is.

“Good. Now James Potter, you’re going to do exactly what I’m going to ask you to do,” A pause. “Give me the necklace, slowly.”

James lifts his hand, the one with the necklace in it, slowly indeed, and his hand gets closer and closer from Regulus’ face. And before he can do anything, realising his hands are both taken with his knives, he sees James stroking his cheek, softly, like the whisper of a touch, and he feels the cold pearls touching his skin.

Everything happens very quickly.

As soon as he feels that, Regulus, opens wide eyes in surprise. James smirks, and makes them roll over, his muscular thighs around Regulus’ waist. And their roles are reversed; Regulus groans in rage, trying to reach for James with his blades, but when he uncrosses them in hopes to slice his skin, James easily dodges, before grabbing his wrists. The pearls of the necklace roll around Regulus’ wrist. 

The worst in this is that, despite all of that, his smile is less smug and arrogant and less flirtatious as when he was under him. Somehow now that he’s having the upper hand, James’ smile is softer.

James tilts his head a bit to the side, with a wondering look on his face. “I think this necklace would look prettier on you than on anyone else.”

Take what Regulus said before back; this is far from being less flirtatious.

Regulus blushes violently, in a mix between rage and shame to not be able to have the upper hand, and a sort of misplaced satisfaction that pops out from nowhere — because he would look prettier than anyone else with this extra-expensive necklace that doesn’t even belong to him, and that fucking flatters him.

He groans in frustration despite his burning cheeks, and he keeps trying to get rid of James on him. But it’s useless. However, Regulus hears some steps, and he knows it’s Sirius.

James smirks, and swiftly stands up, all of this in a few split seconds. “See ya, pretty boy,” He winks, running backwards.

Regulus stays stunned on the floor, and he watches him disappear in the dark, his cheeks still burning him furiously. Sirius is here, on his side, a few seconds after James is gone, and helps him stand up.

“Are you okay?”

Regulus looks at himself, ashamed, and he says. “Yes, I think I am. But I couldn’t—”

Sirius shakes his head. “That’s fine. We’ll deal with it later.”

Sirius doesn’t notice Regulus’ looks to the side where James disappeared.

[swiftiebookwormlogastellus]

ATYD Characters As Stuff My Friends Have Said:

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Sirius: Is it Arthritis when your heart clenches?

James: I’m pretty sure that’s love

Remus: No, that’s a heart attack

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McGonagall, about the Marauders: I wanted to say no but they didn’t give me enough time

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Lily, during potions: BOILING WATER WILL NOT CATCH FIRE

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Remus, when asked about money: I have 1.90 plus a paper clip

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James: Keep my dog’s name out of your barking mouth. Woof.

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Peter: Is lactose intolerance ice cream phobic?

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Lily: Pregnancy is not a birth defect, Sirius.

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James, when asked about quidditch: Hustle. Slay. Repeat.

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Grant, concerned: Remus is like thank u, next to my next life

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Regulus: History is one big meme and we’re all fools in it

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*texting*

Regulus: Who’s drowning Debbie?

Regulus: wait

Regulus: that says downer

Regulus: nvm

Voldemort: I mean if someone’s drowning it’s gonna be you

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Sirius: You’re gonna be proud of me.

Regulus: Doubtful, but go on.

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*while doing a presentation*

Remus, just before a full moon: Lily, if you see anyone talking, throw your shoe at them.

Sirius, from the back: You sound like my mom

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Sirius: *rapid French*

Peter: Si?

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Sirius: I will sue my bloodline

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Remus: I met 5 people today. I hated this experience. I’m an introvert.

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Walpurga: What are you gonna sue me with?

Sirius: ….A lawyer.

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Snape: It’s not racially motivated if you hate everyone equally

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Peter: I’m attracted to cheese

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Remus: I traded intellect for chocolate.

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Chris: 10/10. I’m recommending it to the person who recommended it to me.

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Grant, about Sirius: And that, my friends, is what we call materialistic.

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Sirius, during PoA: This is animal abuse at it’s finest! *kicks rat*

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Sirius to Professor McGonagall : Have you tried hop on?

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Remus, holding up a scrabble tile: Stop giving me D!

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About Fenrir: His favourite food is gay people.

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Sirius, when trying to become an animagus: I have a condition in my hair where my mouth won’t move.

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Lily, trying to explain muggle technology: Do you know what a gigabyte is?

James, completely lost: Gigachad?

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Mary and James about English cuisine: Isn’t it ironic how you colonized places and started wars over spices but still have the blandest food ever?

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Sirius: *kicks snow at James*

Remus, narrating: As you can see, the Cold War has begun

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Sirius, drunk: J’ai no stupid

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James: What does KFC stand for?

Sirius, to the tune of California Girls: KaliFornia Curls

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Remus: *starts beatboxing*

Peter: *starts dancing*

Sirius: *raps about peppa pig*

James: BUM BADA DA DA BADADADA DA DA

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Snape: Pigeons are fat and ugly.

Sirius: Look who’s talking

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Walpurga: You can punt kids without legal repercussions.

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Sirius: I’m gonna do what the Canadians did to the First Nations. *stabs someone with an exacto knife a wand*

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Sirius: Applying cell theory to my hair to dye it…

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Marlene, after meeting James' mom: GUYS I JUST MET A MILF

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Dorcas: Lucrative! That's a big word for...

Barty: Elmo?

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James: A PUNK ROCK DRUMMER AND HE'S SIX FOOT-

Sirius: *tackles James*

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Pandora, about Barty: Evan! Talk some sense into this British goblin!

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Sirius to Snape: I will drain your spinal fluid and shove it up your butt.

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[klarolinexluv]

Relating random TSwizzle lyrics to the marauders era Part 3…

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“Slut!”

Remus about Sirius: Everyone wants him, that was my crime

James about Regulus: The wrong place at the right time

Sirius about Remus: And I break down, then he's pullin' me in

Regulus about James: In a world of boys, he's a gentleman

Say Don’t Go

Regulus about James: I've known it from the very start. We’re a shot in the darkest dark

James to Regulus: I’m standin' on a tightrope alone. I hold my breath a little bit longer. Halfway out the door, but it won't close. I'm holdin' out hope for you to. Say, "Don't go". I would stay forever if you say, "Don't go"

Barty to Regulus: Why'd you have to. Make me want you? Why'd you have to. Give me nothin' back? Why'd you have to. Make me love you? I said, "I love you". You say nothin' back.

James to Regulus: Why'd you have to lead me on? Why'd you have to twist the knife? Walk away and leave me bleedin', bleedin'? Why'd you whisper in the dark. Just to leave me in the night? Now your silence has me screamin', screamin'

Now That We Don’t Talk

Regulus to Sirius: You grew your hair long. You got new icons. And from the outside. It looks like you're tryin' lives on. I miss the old ways. You didn't have to change. But I guess I don't have a say. Now that we don't talk

Sirius to Regulus: Remind myself, the morе I gave, you'd want me less. I cannot bе your friend, so I pay the price of what I lost. And what it cost, now that we don't talk

Suburban Legends

Lily to James: You had people who called you on unmarked numbers

Lily to James: You were so magnetic, it was almost obnoxious

Evan to Barty: When you hold me, it holds me together. And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever

Regulus about James: I broke my own heart 'cause you were too polite to do it

Is It Over Now

Remus to Sirius, post The Prank: You dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor. You search in every maiden's bed for somethin' greater, baby

Regulus to James, post Dark Mark: Oh, Lord, I think about jumpin'. Off of very tall somethings. Just to see you come runnin'. And say the one thing I've been wanting, but no

Regulus to Barty: Was it over when she laid down on your couch? Was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse? "Come here," I whispered in your ear. In your dream as you passed out, baby. Was it over then? And is it over now?

part 2 || part 4

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 11

chapter 20:

1. god, i’m glad to know this bridge plan is stressing sirius out too

2. i love sirius’ pure ANGER at how reg and james’ love story is broadcasted to everyone when sirius knows that they deserve privacy.

3. 😟😧 is peter going to be a

FUCKING RAT

IN THIS FIC???? FUCK HIM FUCK YOU FUCK ALL OF YOU!! I LOVED HIM!! WHY DID HE HAVE TO DO THIS??? NOOOOOO

4. 😡😡 PETER AND DEATHEATERS, WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, ISTG

5. 😧 vanity noooo

6. 😟 hodge would have turned 15 tomorrow. and james just pushed him in the river. fuck, well, that’s something james is gonna think about forever

7. i am NOT gonna get over vanity’s death

8. reg’s knife throwing skills came into use and yikes. i wish it didn’t have to

9. (bad timing, but nonbinary mathias has my heart)

10. oh god. irene asked regulus to give her mercy and kill her. this. wow. this hurts in ways i can’t describe.

11. everyone is fucking dying, and james just got hurt, and reg is trapped on the other side of the river. jfc this chapter is wild

12. reg, you’re having a panic attack. i understand those. listen to me and jsut follow my voice and breathe with me, okay? in and out. 1…. 2…. 3…. 4…. good. breathe please. i wanna help so bad. please i wish i could help reg breathe.

13. god, it’s hurts that in sirius’ pov, he knows that this is the biggest breakdown reg has EVER had

14. sirius, don’t do something stupid

chapter 21:

1. 😧 THIS is how the plan is formed? sirius talking to slughorn about two victors making it out as long as they’re from the same district? wow. i was almost looking forward to the death pact, while also knowing it would be out of reg’s character (and james’) so it would be unsatisfying. i like this a lot, actually

2. dorcas leaving her home in the most ratty-ass pajamas to run four miles 😭😭 she’s still a queen to me

3. marlene’s reaction is heartbreaking, honestly

4. i love how there’s the line about dorcas caring for vanity and hodge. she cares. marlene asked her to, chapters and chapters ago. and dorcas cared. this hurts

5. 😟 regulus is so angry that he plans on avenging james with what i assume is the most torturous murder to others

6. !!!!! is reg about to take that hint from slughorn? does he realize james is alive?

7. HE REALIZES!!! THANK FUCKING GOD!!! THEYRE GONNA REUNITE AND HOPEFULLY HAVE NO TRAUMA FROM THIS HORRENDOUS DAY!

8. remus comparing sirius’ excitement about slughorn’s decision to a dog >>>>>>

9. “They watch with hope.” AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

10. sirius expects people to not listen to him, so he tells remus to just tune him out, but remus loves to hear sirius talk. <33333 they’re made for each other

11. sirius having worn a dress before and enjoying it >>>>>>>

12. “”Really, your body is a galaxy, and your scars are your stars."” (remus making sirius feel better about his scars) OH MY GOD!! this is gonna be my equivalent of atyd’s “you were beautiful”

13. remus’ shirt is off and sirius wants to cry over how gorgeous he is. (when i first had sex, i cried over how pretty my partner was. i do not judge sirius for this reaction)

14. the way remus gets his moony nickname in this fic, with his scars being compared to moon craters >>>>>>>>>

15. despite sirius wanting to have sex with remus, i love his decision to wait so he’s mentally in the right place for it. and i love remus’ treatment of sirius’ relationship to sex. that’s exactly what i, as an aroace spec person, needed to hear

16. i’m so fucking PISSED that the hallow took away sirius’ acceptance of pleasure. remus and i are gonna fucking take down the hallow for that

17. authors notes say that sirius is demisexual, and i am all on board. another demisexual!! me and sirius are twinning! i love this!!

[sleeplesssmoll]

Can you imagine everyone in the suitcase getting together to prepare the Foundation Kids’ first Christmas 🥹🥹🥹

The gift exchanging and the cuteness would be the most wholesome thing! Little Santa hats for all! Honestly this became a long list of HCs and not all of them are related to Christmas. It'll be Crew member and Vertin interactions because it'd be a lot to do it both ways for every single character. My ears are open for anyone who wants to share their HCs!

Regulus (actually Apple) gives a Vertin a set of high quality paint brushes. She also gives her also a weird rotund plushy with this face

• _ •

This is the real one Regulus picked but she and Apple work as a pair. She says it's face reminded her of Vertin. Vertin will keep this new friend among her growing collection of oddities from her crew members. She keeps everything they give her, even if it's just a pretty marble.

Joshua gives her a DIY woodworking book and then brings up his bookshelf being broken (hidden agenda!) At first the others are like "wth?" but Vertin seems to love it. You know the little game pieces we see throughout the game to represent the characters? Vertin makes something similar with her new skill and they use them when developing strategies. Jessica and Sonetto like to help her paint them. Druvis gives her tips (since she's a wandmaker she has more experience). Also, Vertin does fix his shelf eventually and made a few adjustments so it won't break again.

I see Vertin as the type who can figure out those God awful assembly instructions with 70 different letters and numbers labeling everything. For tech stuff, Regulus and Joshua have them covered. They try not to ask X if they can help it because despite being a genuis he always adds an unnecessary feature. No I don't need my camera have a "brew coffee" function!

None of the "fix-it" people above can put together a proper meal though.

Madam Z is invited but couldn't make it (Constantine at it again). She sends Vertin a very elegant coat with a water proof enchantment to keep her both warm and dry. She she noticed Vertin's grown a bit taller and she'll most likely need a new coat.

Tooth Fairy also couldn't make it (helping Madam Z so she can get leave the office sooner and they can celebrate with wine). She sends Vertin a jar of candies and a finely crafted pocket knife. Why a pocket knife? No one knows for sure. Despite no one getting it at first, whenever they have a package they can't open, a freshly picked fruit from the garden, etc. they ask Vertin if she has her knife. Of course she does. She's Suitcase Dad lol. Tooth Fairy was predicting the future.

Sotheby will give her candies that are actually healing potions! It's one of her newest creations! They're more convenient than carrying potion bottles. There are a few...side effects but nothing too major. Vertin is extremely grateful for this and carries a few in her pocket at all times in case someone gets hurt. This usually ends up being herself (in combat) or Sotheby tripping and scraping her knees, palm, etc. She'll hesitate to take the candy herself (because what if someone else needs it later?), even when she's barely standing but heaven forbid one of her people gets a boo-boo or a bruise. It's frustrating as it is endearing.

Sonetto gives her a tin of her favorite brand of tea and a thermal blanket. Vertin's the type of person with a cooler body temperature. In winter, her hands are freezing! This worries Pupnetto even though the Foundation trains them to endure cold temperatures. However, most of the other members end up snuggling in the heated blanket, including Sonetto herself (she is slowly unlearning the Foundation's way of suffering pointlessly) but she will share it with Vertin when she does. Vertin doesn’t mind. Honestly, Sonetto is hot blooded (the opposite of her) so having her nearby makes it warmer anyway.

And Sonetto's always at her side. She doesn't worry about the cold.

Druvis gives Vertin a wand with her arcanum built into it. It's shaped like a pistol, similar to Schneider's but it's nonlethal. The "bullets" are infused with the slime from Druvis's thorns and can hinder enemy movements (inflict petrify status). This way she can "protect" Vertin even if they're apart. With more eyes on the Suitcase than ever, she believes Vertin needs to take extra precautions. Vertin takes very good care of the gun (though she's never had to use it in real combat yet) and when they do co-op missions with other departments it garners a lot of attention from the soldiers.

Druvis is not accepting requests at this time.

Blonney gives her an ugly Christmas sweater but her gag gift backfires when Vertin looks cute. Stupid yes, but cute. Also the fabric is very soft and Vertin seems very cozy inside.

Later, Blonney gives her the real gift. She was too shy to give it to her in front of the others but there's a hand written card thanking her everything she's done for her and Jessica. There's money in the card of course. Jen also gives her a little short story she wrote. Not a horror one, but a sweet one about a curious kitten going on misadventures and making friends. Vertin can immediately tell its based on the shenanigans she gets into with her crew members. Blonney doesn't stick around long (blushing too hard) but Vertin is moved by this. The crew members are represented by their Udimos!

Jessica gives Vertin a doll (think chibi) she made that looks like the Timekeeper and it has removable accessories. For Christmas, the chibi Vertin is wearing a Santa suit. Sometimes the doll goes missing from her shelf if she's gone for more than a day (work relates reasons). 98% of the time it's with Sonetto who crumbles like a guilty puppy if Vertin asks about its whereabouts. The separation anxiety is real. Vertin recognizes this and eventually says it looks happier in Sonetto's room. She asks Sonetto to please take good care of her (the doll). Vertin also makes more effort to "call" home or send a message with arcanum tech after this event.

She's not used to having people wait for her at home, but one day in the near future she will be.

[jegulily-stuff]

Little ficlet for you all. Sirius getting blindsided by his friends' interest in his sulky little brother.

....

Sirius kicks the stand of his bike down and swings his leg over the saddle. His boots crunch on the driveway as he dismounts.

Everything's still damp although the morning's rain has passed. He takes off his helmet and shakes his hair out.

Reg is sat in the sidecar with the luggage. It makes him look like a small child in a pram, swamped by the car and his helmet. Sirius has to smirk. His brother hasn't once managed to make travelling by motorbike look cool.

When Reg takes off his helmet, he goes immediately to one of the wingmirrors to fix his hair, and thats just case in point really. You're supposed to have messy hair after biking - being neurotic about it is uncool.

Sirius pulls off messy hair.

He's hot. People stare at him in the street when he gets off his bike, and really all the rest of the time as well.

Reg doesn't have that - the glamour - the magnetism - the star quality, if you will. He just looks rumpled and unhappy about it.

His hair isn't getting tidier as he fusses. It's damp and frizzy and the curls are kinked up awkwardly at one side. The mirror's really a pointless quest. Sirius pulls him away from it, throwing Reg's bag over one shoulder, and walks up to the house.

He rings the doorbell.

Reg stops a little behind him and sets to smoothing out the creases in his jumper. Sirius rolls his eyes. Who is this for? He's not going out anywhere.

He hears the clicking of a lock then Lily opens the front door.

There's a knife in one of her hands, but it looks pretty blunt so Sirius doesn't pay it much attention. He slides Reg' bag through the door.

"I'm giving you my brother."

Lily raises her eyebrows. "To keep?"

"Until next week," He says. "I'm going on holiday."

"You are?" It's not often she and James don't know his plans.

Sirius grins. "Have I ever told you, I've always wanted to take a trip through France, go to all the fanciest towns and try all the fanciest wines? Well this afternoon I realised the only person stopping me was me, so I'm just going to go. I've not done anything that poncey in ages - it's about time."

Lily shrugs. "Carpe diem. Though I'm picturing it'll just be you and a bunch of rich middle aged couples."

"Yeah, I'm going to sabotage some failing marriages for extra entertainment."

"It might not always problems you cause flirting with married couples, so watch out." She says. Then she looks past him and smiles, "Hi, Reg."

Reg raises a hand in a little wave.

"Well, I'll be causing discord only." Sirius says, "I'm not having a threeway with the kind of people who go wine tasting on holiday."

"No, of course not." She nods towards Reg. "So this means he's with us..?"

"Yeah, you know how it is, he needs someone to watch over him, give him water, get him out in the sun, make sure he doesn't die."

"I'm not a houseplant." Reg grouses.

Sirius snorts. "No, houseplants are much more self sufficient."

His three cacti are still at home - they can be trusted to take care of themselves for a few days.

James comes into the hall behind Lily. His face lights up when he sees Sirius.

"Hi, mate." He says. "What's up?"

His trousers are spattered with what looks like half a pint of paint. Forest green.

Sirius gives him a grin.

"You didn't come back," James explains as Lily gives a pointed look to his legs, "I tried to open the tin without the knife... there's no mess - or rather, only on me."

She snorts.

"Hi, Reg." He adds and gets a wave too.

"I'm sure we'll both look worse by the time we're done." Lily says. "Now, Sirius is here to give us a gift."

"A responsibility." Sirius corrects, as James turns to him. He's unsure of how Regulus and gift are remotely connected concepts.

"I'm going on holiday - that wine tasting one you always turn me down for - so this one-" He jabs a thumb towards Reg, "Needs minding."

Reg doesn't bother protesting the statement this time.

"He wants to stay with us?" James asks brightly.

Sirius pauses.

He hadn't considered that in all honesty. Reg hadn't seemed upset when Sirius had told him that was what would happen, and given his propensity to seem unhappy for no reason at all, the lack of that must mean he was fine with the idea... right?

"I want him to stay with you." Sirius answers. "I can't leave him on his own, and who better to give him to than you? My most trusted friends, kind and caring and... stable and all those things we never had in our poor sad childhood, my favourite people in the world, et cetera." He pauses for breath. "Please will you take him?"

"Of course!" James says, "We'd love to have him. I promise you I'll take good care of him. I'm an excellent host."

Sirius grins. James is always happy to do him a favour. No one's ever had a better friend.

James beckons Reg in and he finally steps past Sirius and towards the door. He doesn't complain when James reaches out to tug him gently over the threshold.

Sirius knows James and Lily are planning on spending the next few days redecorating so he's not asking them to cancel anything to take Reg. Maybe Reg'll even help and Sirius will have done them a favour too. And of course he'll bring them back some good wine - that'll be better compensation.

Lily tugs on Reg's hair, teasing him for its sorry state when he usually keeps it so tidy. James valiantly tries to flatten it for him. Reg stand frozen between them and Sirius wants to laugh.

I bet he hates that.

"Oi, Reg." He says, "You'd better be good while you're here - behave and all - don't embarass me."

Reg turns to give him the withering look he was expecting.

"I'm always good." He says primly.

Lily wraps her arms round him from behind and tucks her chin over his shoulder.

"Mm, you're going to be a good boy for us?" She teases.

Reg's expression stays stony but Sirius can see the tips of his ears flushing red.

"Evans!" He complains, "Don't use that tone with him."

"You don't like it?" She asks, but the question's directed to Reg, not him. Rude.

"'S fine." Reg manages.

"Look at him," Sirius says accusatorially, "He's in distress."

"I'm not - I'm fine. Stop treating me like a child."

"See, that's what I was expecting you to say earlier, but you just let me bring you here to be minded."

Lily smiles widely. "Because you want to come spend some time with us?" Then she drops into that tone again, "Honestly, I think you're going to have much more fun getting in the middle of married couples here than Sirius is in France."

Reg has gone very red now.

Sirius, rather irked, turns to James for an intercession, but James isn't paying him any attention. His face has that stupid look. That infatuation that Sirius knows inexplicably reduces his IQ to zero. He's looking at Lily and Reg.

Sirius' eyes narrow. "Hang on."

James' eyes go wide. "I promise... good care of him... all completely appropriate."

He's never been a good liar.

Sirius wonders if whatever this is has been going on for some time without his notice, or if it's started this second.

He feels a great swell of indignation. "In my own house?" He demands. "Under my roof?"

They all frown.

"This definitely isn't your house." Lily says.

"It just felt like the right thing to say for some reason." He says. "What am I supposed to say?"

Lily shrugs. "Have fun?"

He doesn't dignify that with an answer.

There's a pause.

Reg watches him warily. He's starting to get that look that Sirius remembers from many a family dinner and quotidian household conversation - the look of someone who knows they're stood in the middle of a minefield and have to make sure they don't make a single misstep.

His hands hover over Lily's where she's hugging his waist, but he doesn't take hold of them. It might be that he's worrying about her, but its definitely mostly Sirius.

That's not what he wants.

"You promise that you'll take care of him until I get back?" He says lightly. "I meant what I said about water - he won't drink it unless you make him."

Regulus relaxes. He rolls his eyes.

"I think I need to get these trousers off." James says. Then his brain catches up to him. "In a entirely separate context to Reg being here! That's not what I meant!"

He raises his hands innocently.

"It's the paint." Lily says and Sirius waits for the punchline. "Can't walk around with paint on your clothes." She tilts her head. "You know, we're going to be doing a lot of painting..." There it is. "It could get quite messy."

Sirius glowers at her. His withering look is better than Regulus' when he tries.

Lily just laughs at him. She muffles it slightly in Reg's neck and he sinks into the contact. James throws an arm around her shoulders.

Sirius sighs heavily.

He picks up Reg's bag from the threshold and presses it into his hands. Then he grabs the ring of the door handle and closes it between them.

I did say I trusted them.

He walks away down the drive.

"Enjoy your trip!" James calls after him through the letterbox. "Have fun!"

Look after each other.

[birlwrites]

Tell me more about Barty. I don't have anything specific I want to know I just love how you write him and would like to know more about what you've come up with for him :)

barty almost almost ALMOST went to gryffindor - the reason he didn't is that he's too good at biding his time and bottling things up. also, the sorting hat thought gryffindor would be kind of the worst possible influence on barty and he'd become incredibly self destructive and like that would be bad. so slytherin it is!

oh and we always get barty through regulus's pov so here are some tidbits about how other people see him:

barty gives off a vibe of someone who is like. half a step out of time with almost everyone else (not regulus) - he's mostly just vibing but he does have his own priorities, which he follows without explanation or justification - things like blatantly not paying attention in class and then knowing the right answer off the top of his head, which Pisses Off certain people to no end

(if barty ever let simon holsclaw use the knife in potions, holsclaw would at least have the thought of 'if i killed him he wouldn't be the best at runes anymore')

(never letting holsclaw use the knife is another one of barty's Priorities™)

(nobody knows what the full list of Priorities™ is, they just think it's in there somewhere)

barty is generally doing his own thing, except for when regulus is around, at which point they become RegulusAndBarty, which is a hybrid creature that really likes both reading/minding its own business and yet also starting fights in order to finish them in as devastating a manner as possible

(backing regulus up unquestioningly is definitely one of barty's Priorities™)

he seems like someone who would blow things up and claim it was for science, and you'd have no idea whether he was joking. there are probably at least 3 people at hogwarts who want to study him like a bug

[v1olentdelights]

TW: more gaslighting, stabbing, yelling, death :)

Summary: It’s a funny thing to know someone for so long, then realize you didn’t actually know them at all.

a/n: idk what this is... there will be an epilogue?? Thank you, @magic-is-beauty , for proofreading most of this series as well as giving me inspiration:) and thank you, @sheraayasher , for also giving inspiration!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

You thought you knew Sirius Black. He was the love of your life. In his fifth year at Hogwarts, you accidentally bumped into someone. It didn’t take you long to recover, but it took even less time for someone to come help you up. A handsome man with round glasses held out his hand. You took it without hesitation.

Later, you would find out that the boy, James Potter, had actually had his mind set on asking you out for a while. But you wanted someone else. James and you had met one evening out on the astronomy tower. He confessed his feelings, but you knew that he was only trying to get over Lily’s rejection. There was a long, heartfelt conversation that evening, which led to a new friendship.

You were introduced to the group James called family. You felt the burn of a crush grow when you realized Sirius Black was a part of this group. The handsome man you had seen in some of your classes and in the halls. You would never admit it aloud. But that didn’t stop Marlene or Alice from pushing you two together, quite literally.

It happened one late evening when the group was cleaning up from a party. You and Sirius were cleaning up the drink table when Sirius stumbled rather harshly into you, successfully dumping a glass of possibly spiked red punch all over your shirt. He became a blushing mess and grabbed some napkins to try and dry off your shirt. The rest was history. You spent more time together, you kept Sirius in line and helped him keep up with school work, and he helped you loosen up.

You stayed together during the war and comforted one another. When it was revealed that Regulus had sacrificed himself, you held Sirius for hours. Then, some short months later, when Regulus came back to the order and said he had to go into hiding after destroying a horcrux, you held Sirius again. He held you tightly throughout the funeral of your close friend and her family. Sirius supported you when you came home from a hard day of listening to the disaster and trauma the war had left people with.

But was it all for nothing? You had lived in a perfect place for the past couple months and hadn’t questioned it. There was something in you that begged you to realize this was all wrong, but you didn’t listen. You kept living as if there wasn’t a war, as if there weren’t people left in ruins. And Sirius knew. He knew it all, the hours you put in to help people move forward, the work you put in with others to rebuild schools and stores, all the food you made to bring to shelters. He knew how much you loved helping others, and how much they needed it and yet kept you here.

—

You awoke to the familiar sound of Sirius humming Unchained Melody in the kitchen. As if you didn’t know anything else, you got up and walked out to find him.

“Oh, Y/N, darling. How lovely to see you, I was just making some breakfast. Would you like to help me cut up some tomatoes?” His smile was sweet. Too sweet. Yet you still went over to the counter, pulled out a knife, and started cutting the tomatoes slowly. “Did you sleep well?”

“What happened, Sirius?” Flashes of a war, bright lights and buildings falling passed in your brain.

“I don’t know what you mean. Nothing happened. Are you almost done with those?” He hadn’t turned to face you yet. “I thought we could sit outside on the patio for breakfast, I heard it was supposed to be sunny.” Your cutting stopped. It was always sunny, it never rained, never snowed, it rarely got cloudy.

“Tell me what happened.” You turned with the knife still in your hand, pointed directly at him. He raised his hands as he turned around. “And don’t lie to me.”

“Darling, I truly have no idea what you are talking about. Nothing happened. Are you feeling alright?” Are you feeling alright? Of course not, things were flashing through your brain, your heart was beating fast, and you were feeling a million different emotions, and you didn’t know why.

You waved the knife around as an exasperated sigh left you.

“Stop that. Your stupid mind games, I know things aren’t right.” Taking a step forward, Sirius took a step back.

“Y/N, stop, please.” He sounded nervous, and his breathing was ragged.

“STOP!” And in an instant, the knife found its way into his gut. You let out a shock yelp, and Sirius stood there, slowly looking down at the knife. “Oh my- Sirius, I don’t- what have I done?” You went to pull the knife out. But Sirius reached up and wrapped his hands around your throat.

“I did this all for you. I spent every last penny I had to keep you safe. How could you do this? You kept pushing and pushing against it. The ministry assured me you wouldn’t know it wasn’t real. Yet you kept on looking and questioning.” His grip tightened, and you felt yourself getting lightheaded and the tears slipping down your face. “I love you. I care about you, just like James cares for Lily. That's why we did this.” You tried to pry his hands away, but they wouldn’t budge, so you reached down for the handle of the knife.

It all was coming back to you now. The night Sirius greeted you with a nice dinner and wine. The record, and the dancing, the pleading. And though you loved Sirius deeply, you couldn’t see past this. He took away your life. You twisted the knife in his stomach, causing him to let go of you and howl in pain. He quickly grabbed onto the edge of the table.

“You’re psychotic. I had a life… you took my life.” You let the tears trickle down your face. It didn’t matter how much you wanted this life. You already had one where people need you.

“I saved your life!” Sirius kept a hand over the wound trying to keep pressure on it even with the knife still hanging out of him.

“That's not true.” It came out soft but filled with anger.

“Listen to me. You were working all the time!”

“NO! I loved working.”

“You were miserable! You were so unhappy.” He took a sharp breath and winced at the pain. “YOU HATED YOUR LIFE!” Sirius yelled.

“It was MY LIFE!” Sobs were taking over, but you stayed strong. “MY LIFE! You don’t get to take that from me!”

“I GAVE THIS TO YOU! I GAVE YOU ALL OF THIS!” He tried to stumble closer. You caught him by the shoulders.

“Then I don’t want it. And I sure as hell don’t want you.” Quickly, you moved to jab the knife further into his stomach before yanking it out. Watching him fall to the ground, you saw the blood on your white nightgown.

“I did this for you because I love you.” His voice was weak and filled with sadness.

“I thought I loved you. But I don’t even know you, I never really did. Did I?”

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