I need you to imagine an early 00’s teen sitcom, where Regulus is the protagonist, and Dark Academia is the norm, so the core joke of the show is that he’s a just completely average boy with a painfully average life.
Anyway, his parents are conveniently always traveling for work, so he lives with his chaotic, (dark) artist brother, Sirius.
Now Sirius has one batshit insane friend who’s always cooking up ridiculous schemes, and though we never actually meet him, his name is thrown around like a legend—the running gag being that ‘James’ is such a weird name.
But ALSO, Sirius has another ‘seemingly rational’ friend who enables his bullshit and has nothing but the purest love for him despite the fact that he’s always cleaning up his messes. And people constantly joke about Sirius and Remus acting like a married couple, and Sirius has never so much as looked at a woman, while Remus can’t keep a girlfriend for more than an episode because he always puts Sirius first.
BUT THEN, because we’re actually in this sort of twisted Adams-family-esque subversion of the teen sitcom, Sirius gets a full character arc, the absence of their parents is confronted, it’s revealed that half of his crazy schemes are actually to distract from Remus being a werewolf, AND he and Remus are given the love story they deserve.
I could go on forever, please reblog with your own headcanons.
Slughorn: You can't tell Evan and Barty what to do. I've been trying to do that since their first year. I remember when I try to separate their derks. Evan kicked me. Barty bit me. And some little punk kept saying "Leave them alone! They should get married!".
Regulus: I was cute then, huh?
Slughorn: Precious.
okay but bartylus moment where barty's whimper awakens something in regulus and later at night he's staring at the ceiling replaying the whole thing in his head trying not to use it for specific explicit daydreams. [he is also definitely the type to let barty do x pushups and have him say 'regulus' with each one]
no no you SO get it. an essential part of regulus black is being like “FUCK OFF THATS SO DISGUSTING” [😳😳💦💦😳 <- internal monologue]
the push-up thing is so funny i’m cackling.. barty would do it constantly to annoy him especially during the period in quarantine when the gyms were closed and he’d be working out in their kitchen. he gets all confused why reg’s “STOP IT” is so genuine and reggie is just there like i. well. um. i hate you.
cuban hope lupin and italian lyall lupin who travelled the world together before they had remus, learning languages and cultures and meeting people from everywhere.
and remus lupin who's never gone further than newport, half an hour away, constantly reading of the rest of the world. imagining being able to go there, to explore the world.
Regulus receiving head for the first time, all whimpering and whining and gasping??? Yes pls. First time he gets deep throated? He swears he’s seen God.
Honestly, I’m not one to give head just like that but people’s reaction to getting it for the first time is so scrumptious to think abt
(I’ll just leave this pretty thing here)
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oh my god stop i love ur reqs
warnings: explicit smut, oral sex (m receiving)
masterlist
pt 2, pt 3
“never?” you ask, the disbelief in your voice evident.
“never,” regulus confirms.
you wrinkle your nose. “is it like weird looking or something? or is it tiny?”
blood rushes to his face, cheeks flushing red. “no, it’s not weird!” he splutters. “and it’s not tiny.”
you squint at him, doubting. “but you’ve never gotten head?”
he shakes his head.
“show me.”
his blush somehow deepens. “sh-show you?”
you nod, as though asking your best friend to show you his dick is totally normal. “show me.”
he reaches for his zipper, clearly uncertain. you nod your encouragement. he lowers the zipper, letting his pants fall to your bedroom floor.
you laugh immediately. “are those minecraft boxers?”
he glares at you. you try to look away from the hideous green briefs, looking down at his thighs. they’re a lovely milky white, moles dotting the pale skin, creeping below the cloth.
“go on.”
he pulls at the boxers’ hem, before finally letting them fall to the floor. his cock springs free.
without thinking, you blurt out, “oh, it’s not tiny.”
regulus smirks as you stare. he’s definitely not tiny, coming in at least nine inches.
you squeeze your thighs together, picturing his length between them.
his dick is erect, clearly having hardened during your conversation. the tip is as red as his cheeks, the rest of it pale white.
you reach out, hand grazing the air in front of the tip.
you meet his eyes, asking. his grey eyes are foggy, clearly confused, but he nods.
your fingers touch the head and it twitches. you smirk, gaining more confidence.
you slide your fingers down, running them along the veins. you reach his balls and stroke. he gasps at the touch, thrusting his hips forward. you looks back into his eyes, and see lust shining back at you.
you slide off the bed, knees landing on your carpet with a soft thud. never once breaking eye contact, you lower your face, sliding him inside of your mouth. his hips thrust into you, groaning.
you shove as much of him as you can down your throat, letting his cock cut off your air supply. the taste of him fills your mouth and you suck with fervor, needing more of his dick.
“f-fuck.”
you reach down to grab his balls in your palms. you tug on them as you stimulate his tip, swirling your tongue around the erection.
he’s gasping and groaning the whole time, beautiful whimpers filling the air. your brain blocks out all the other sounds in the world— the chirping of the birds outside, your mother’s soft singing from downstairs, the clatter of pans as she cooks.
all you hear is the downright sin spilling out of the regulus’ beautiful wet lips. you grind your thighs together, wetness seeping through to your carpet.
“holy shit!” he groans, his voice an octave too high. “oh, fuck.” his voice is whiny and high, and he sounds dazed.
he comes in seconds, unable to hold it back. his seed floods your throat, painting your tongue. he twitches and thrusts in a fucked-out stupor before seemingly coming to his senses. he pulls out and a bit of cum covers your cheek.
you meet his eyes again, biting down on your lip before swallowing his load. he whimpers at the sight of you.
“was it good?” you ask, your voice low and sultry.
“i think i’ve met god.”
you laugh. “we’ll have to practice you lasting longer.” you stand up, readjusting your clothes.
Some people had boring words. Regulus, for example, had 'Hi, Regulus. Nice to meet you,' scrawled in his inner arm. (It was only later on that everyone realized James's matching words were less-than-sweet.)
Some people had silly or cute words. Dorcas's 'Want to be Potions partners?' matched Marlene's 'Dunno, can you keep up?' quite well.
Some people even had romantic words. Sirius's 'You're the prettiest boy I've ever seen' was rivaled only by Remus's 'Merlin. You must not have seen yourself, then.'
But Evan's words were his absolute favorite. Because when he met Barty at the charming age of eleven, he was stressed and scared and had just been chewed out by his father. So when a teller boy bumped into him, he yelled out, "Oi, watch it!"
And when the boy turned and flipped him the finger, retorting, "Fuck off, arsehole!" his entire world stopped. Because he felt the words ink themselves into his skin, and when his eyes met the other boy's, he gasped.
And a feeling of happiness and peace settled over him as the other boy sent him a devilish grin, glancing between him and his own wrist, delight in his eyes. "Thanks for the shit words, prick," he murmured, but he didn't seem angry.
"Same to you," Evan breathed. "What's your name?"
"Barty Crouch," the boy- Barty- said casually.
"Evan Rosier."
"Well, Rosie. I feel like this will be fun, yeah?"
And, looking Barty up and down, taking in the slightly-diabolical look in his eyes, Evan could already tell that he was in for something special.
Romantic Moonwater but instead of them meeting and bonding in the library like usual: it’s a half horror, half grossly sappy romance that switches point of views between Remus who believes he’s being actively hunted by a stranger who knows his furry little secret. And regulus, who is experiencing a crush for the first time (full stop, honestly) and has no idea how to admire people in a normal way, making himself the worlds most harrowing secret admirer
Xeno to Regulus: How can there be anything wrong between you and Pandora? You love her more than I do!
Emmeline: ...?
Xeno: It's true, but I'm okay with it.
*Complete fem or non-specific reader insert fics*Upd: 25.05.2023
Poor bunny by robynlilyblack - Remus x Reader
Y/n doesn’t understand why her friends are lying to her every month, so on one full moon she follows them…
The girl with the books by solemnarration- Remus x Reader
James and Sirius notice that it’s not the books that keep Remus in the library, and are determined to know whether you – the object of Remus’s affection – return his feelings.
Beautiful by acosmis-t - Remus x Reader
Comforting insecure Remus.
The gist of it by yellow-berrys - Remus x Reader
You’re meeting Remus’ mother for the first time, and it’s overwhelming for her how lovely the house is.
One where he teaches you how to play the Piano by proserpina-magnus - Regulus x Reader
From a distance by still-blue-sky - Regulus x Reader
Reader has a major crush on the mysterious Regulus Black and has always observed him from a distance. She never thought that he would feel the same until proven otherwise late at night in the library.
A snake and his little bird by robynlilyblack - Regulus x Reader
Y/n has been keeping her relationship with a certain Black brother secret, but when James starts investigating why she's always stealing the map she's in hot water.
Smart cookie by robynlilyblack - Sirius x shy!Reader
Sirius needs a tutor for herbology and he happens to be granted the shiest girl in the world to help him, luckily, he happens to love that about her.
Dote on me by yellow-berries - modern!Sirius x Reader
You are completely oblivious to the way Sirius black dotes on you, and think that the way you're infatuated with him is completely one-sided. But he begs to differ.
Dealbreaker by luveline - Sirius x Reader
You work in a bookstore. Sirius keeps finding reasons to need books.
Forbidden words by padfootagain - Sirius x Reader
You've been dating Sirius for a while now, and it's been going wonderfully well. However, when you finally confess that you love him, he find himself unable to say it back. It will take time for him to be ready to say these three forbidden words out loud, but if there's someone who can make him overcome his inner demons, it's you.
Pumpkin's father and your lover by justyoursimpleflower - Sirius x Reader
Sirius and you find a kitten, apparently she is a matchmaker.
Vivre d'amour et d'eau fraîche by acosmis-t - Sirius x Reader
Sirius drabble by sxriusblxck - Sirius x Reader
Cuddling with Sirius after a long day spent together.
Still pretty by upsidedownwithsteve - Sirius x Reader
Drunk Sirius, something cute and fluffy.
Sirius visits you at work by magicchai - Sirius x Baker!Reader
Sirius showing up with flowers for his girl at work when she's having a bad day.
I can't focus because I can't keep you out of my head. by perpetuallydaydreaming - James x Reader
5 times James got distracted because of you.
Gorgeous distraction by gtgbabie0 - James x Reader
James trying his best to study while you distract him.
And I love her by dilf-lover99 - James x Reader
The 3 times James tries to get the girl and the 1 time he finally does. Or In which James Potter is hopelessly in love with his best friend.
You'll be in my heart by once-upon-an-imagine - James x Sister!Reader
Hurt/comfort with James where a guy is making her very uncomfortable by hitting on her when James wasn’t there.
SB piece by familyvideostevie - grumpy!Sirius x sunshine!Reader
Reader gets a phone call from Remus about her boyfriend moping away in a club.
E prometti domani a tutti parlerai di me by littlest-dark-age - Sirius x Reader
Soft Sirius making a flower crown for his love.
Regulus dating someone from Hufflepuff by magicchai
Remus' remedy by magicchai - Remus x Reader
Remus has the perfect remedy to fix his girlfriend’s migraines.
“i’m going to marry you someday,” james says, running his fingers through regulus’s curls. regulus smiles, his ear pressed to james’s heart.
“yeah?” he asks. “when?”
“as soon as you graduate.” james’s heartbeat stays steady, like this is a regular conversation on a regular night.
“yeah?” regulus asks, glancing up, meeting james’s eyes. his eyes are gray like a storm, and they’re so, so beautiful. “how?”
james smiles. “in the fields behind my parents’ house,” he says. “in summer. we’ll have everybody there — sirius and moony and peter and the girls, and all your friends, too. it’ll be perfect.”
regulus settles his head on james’s chest again. “you have this all planned out, don’t you?” he asks. james stares up at the sky, searching and finally locating regulus’s star. his star.
“of course i do,” he says. i love you, he almost says, but he leaves that for another night.
~
“i’m going to marry you someday,” james says, pulling regulus closer. his laugh lights up james’s world.
“tell me about it,” regulus says, intertwining their fingers.
“we’ll dance like this,” james says, placing his hand on regulus’s waist. “all night. with everybody, all our friends. and we won’t get tired.”
regulus laughs again. his eyes are closed, and he’s pressed his cheek to james’s chest. “how will we manage that?” he asks.
james thinks for a moment, still swaying them back and forth across the floor of the astronomy tower. he’s never been good at multitasking.
“potions,” james decides. “and firewhiskey, probably.”
“mm,” regulus hums. “i won’t drink any.”
“no?”
“no.” he pulls back, opening his eyes, and smiles up at james, gray eyes twinkling. “i want to remember every second of it.”
~
“i’m going to marry you someday,” james whispers, trying to ignore the way his voice cracks. “and then i’ll get you out of here.”
regulus gives him a weak smile and scoots closer, turning around and pressing his back to james’s chest.
“tell me where we’ll go,” he says quietly. “when we run away.”
james swallows thickly, glances down at the mark on regulus’s forearm.
“away,” he says. “where they can’t hurt us.”
where i’m free, he doesn’t say, from you.
~
“i wish i was a coward,” james says, his eyes fixed on the sky. on that star — not his, after all. he looks away, but it doesn’t matter. tears cloud his vision. “i wish i didn’t have to run away from you.”
there’s no response. he’s not surprised. there’s nothing for the headstone to say anyway. james bites back a sob, wiping the tears away just in time for more to appear.
“i wish i didn’t have to run away,” he says, setting the ring down in the grass, “but i’m not sorry i left.”
James couldn’t be happier. The three of them, him, Harry and Regulus, are sitting on the couch, watching WALL-E. He had been anxious to introduce Regulus and Harry to each other, but all seemed to go well. Harry insisted on sitting in the middle. He’s currently leaning his head against James’ arm, already half asleep.
As the end credits begin to roll James gently shakes him awake, “Say good night to Reg, Haz. It’s time for you to go to bed.”
“No!” Harry protests.
"No? Why not you already stayed up past your bedtime, remember our deal? You were almost sleeping just now.”
“Reg has to.”
“Really? You want Reg to bring you to bed?” James asks his son who nods furiously. He looks over at Regulus, gauging how he feels about this. Harry’s already in his pajamas, as part of their deal to stay up late, he only needs to brush his teeth, be tucked in and read to him before he goes to sleep.
“It’s fine.” He stands up and holds his hand out for Harry to take. “Let’s go, bud.”
Harry hugs him, wishes him goodnight and hops off the couch to take Regulus’ hand.
He stays quietly sitting on the couch listening to the sounds upstairs. He hears the tap run; that’s Harry brushing his teeth. He listens to their steps walking from the bathroom to Harry’s room. He hears the ruffling of Harry’s blankets as he gets cozy.
After ten minutes of listening he goes upstairs to check on them.
“One more story, then. A short one, okay?” He overheard Regulus talk softly. When he reached the door he could see Harry, barely awake, snuggling with his stuffed lion wrapped in his blanket and Regulus sitting on the floor in front of him with three books for Harry to choose from.
A smile spreads over his face at the sight in front of him. He knew Reg must be great with kids, he has a cousin and a Goddaughter around Harry’s age that he sees frequently, but to see him interact so kindly with his own kid opens a new level of fondness in his heart for him.
It takes two pages before Harry is asleep. Regulus silently puts the books back on the nightstand and stands up. He silently pads across the room towards James, meeting him in a hug.
“What are you looking at, hm?” he whispers when he reaches James. He takes one more look at Harry’s sleeping form before he closes the door.
“Just my two favourite people in the world.”
“You’re silly,” Regulus accuses him, “Harry thinks so too.” James hums, slowly nodding his head.
“Oh, Harry thinks so too,” he says seriously, “must be true, then.”