#so they have a distance that barty and regulus don't have

[birlwrites]

For ttdl, at some point, you mentions plans for Barty to undergo a bastardization arc. Can you elaborate on what a bastardization arc is and how it differs from a villain arc? <3

a bastardization arc is like a villain arc except it doesn't then place that character on the 'villain' side of the narrative

so, essentially, it's a villain arc, but barty will retain his position as regulus's right hand slash bestie, he'll just be even more unhinged and better at causing damage

barty's bastardization arc is a result of the combination of his devotion to regulus and his fascination with destruction and chaos - regulus gives him ways to indulge that fascination, which causes a cycle. vicious cycle or virtuous cycle? that is up to everyone to decide for themselves, but at least barty's having fun!

[accio-sriracha]

The Not-So-Near Future

@into-the-jeggyverse ~ Prompt: Warn ~ Word Count: 468

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Pandora stared off into the distance, the sounds of her friends' bickering falling away.

She was having a vision.

This in itself wasn't unusual, being a seer as she was.

But the contents? Very strange.

"James!" Regulus' voice called, its quality hazy as they usually were in her daydreams.

James turned, his eyes brightened. Pandora thought it sweet, he always seemed happier when looking at Regulus.

"Hey, Reggie."

Regulus scrunched his nose at the nickname, not unfondly,

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date to hogsmeade again?" He lowered his voice, "Maybe find some alone time?"

There was a seductive air to his words.

Pandora froze in her armchair.

They were together?

James agreed, they kissed.

The vision flashed forward.

Regulus and James were walking now, she couldn't make out where, she assumed somewhere in Hogsmeade.

The rain began to pour, neither of them had prepared for bad weather. They were freezing. Regulus was shaking badly.

Pandora frowned.

Regulus should remember to take a jacket. She doesn't want to get him to get sick, especially if he was trying to plan some...

Her brain didn't want to think the words 'alone time' in reference to someone who was practically her family.

"Regulus." She spoke up suddenly, tuning back into her surroundings.

She had cut someone off, nobody seemed to mind, they usually listened when she spoke.

"I have to warn you, you should bring a jacket. It's going to rain."

"Another vision?" Barty asked, his head resting in her brother's lap. Evan played with his hair idly.

She nodded, "The rain would ruin your date, I don't want you to get sick."

The words caused an uncomfortable silence. Regulus cleared his throat,

"My date?"

She frowned again. Had he not said date?

No, she was positive. He specifically used the words 'go out on a date again'. This implied there had been at least one prior.

"With Potter." She clarified.

Barty shot out of Evan's lap, staring at Regulus in disbelief,

"You never told me you're going out with Potter!"

Regulus' eyes went wide, "I didn't even know!" He shouted back, "It hasn't happened yet!"

"You like him?" Evan asked, eyebrow raised.

Regulus flushed scarlet, he shrugged, refusing to reply.

"Hmm... I suppose my eye has been growing stronger, the vision must have been further in the future than I expected." She shrugged, looking back to Regulus, "Enjoy your dates, but remember to bring a jacket, please."

Regulus' jaw dropped at the mention of dates, plural, and he quickly had to defend himself from Barty, who had launched across the common room at him.

Pandora stopped listening again, the song playing in her head was very good, she hummed along to it as her brother jumped up off the couch to help Reg.

[rxsilabeth--er]

can u write a regulus x male reader about them just being friends (there in the same grade) and up until 6th grade regulus realizes that reader saved him mentally and reader has always been there for him and that reggie is literally in love with him, also regulus and reader kinda have like a Wednesday addams (reggie) and enid sinclair (reader) relationship, thank you ♡

:: You and I, shouldn't feel like a crime..

Now calling....Author: "Hello? Thank you so much for this request, I've been stuck with no idea what to write!! This was so cute and nice to write!!"

Now calling....Synopsis: "To Regulus, when the word 'family' comes it's always been Sirius..But Regulus was never Sirius' family and though hard, Regulus unknowingly moved to find a person of his own."

Now calling....Warnings: "Platonic-romantic mix. Sirius being a pick-me dick, sorry.... Thank you! Bye!!"

"Come on! You have to choose one, you can't like all of them!!" you grumble, drinking your lavender-lemonade softly as Regulus sighed, "don't you think this is a completely dim-witted conversation?" Regulus asked, humming softly as he sipped his own drink.

"HEY! Having a favourite ice-cream bean flavour is completely sharp-minded conversations to bee had!" you huffed, gently pushing his shoulder as you popped another one, grumbling, "mint chocolate"

"Of-course you're criticizing mint chocolate. Childish, don't you think?" Regulus grumbled, "well, chocolate is also no festive magical flavour either" you scoffed, looking down at the many chocolate beans he separated from the jar.

"Okay, rude." he scoffed, but smile nonetheless as you went on, "Oh yeah-! Barty recently decided to give creative license of tattooing to Mary from Gryffindor..-" you went on and on.

Sirius grumbled watching you and Regulus sitting by the Black lake. Him and the marauders watching you two from a bit of distance, he's seen you two hang out far often than he should. From sitting behind in classes, giggling over some old word that doesn't exist and sounds weird in the Potions' textbook.

To you comforting him after a Slytherin loss to you both running around Hogsmeade, well..really, it's you dragging Regulus everywhere. Sirius doesn't know what to think, so he keeps quiet, watching you two.

"That Skeeter girl—? From sixth year?" you said, with a cheeky grin on your lips, "—who runs the school paper? She got into trouble nearly with some teacher—" said, trying to untie our shoe,

"—the teacher today. Apparently, been writing about how they've been sleeping with some staff member" you said as Regulus hummed, "makes sense."

You sigh, removing your boots with your socks and rolling your pants a little bit before moving them into the side of the lake, the mud may be annoying, but who care?

You sigh in slight relief and closed your eyes with how the water feels on your bare-feet, Regulus follows suit with no instructions, as he put his feet in the water, they stuttered with how cold it was, as if debating to stay or get out of there. Regulus didn't really like cold water

Opening your eyes, you noticed, gently holding his feet in your warm hands, "—The season's getting colder already.." you hum with a smile, gently placing his feet in the shallow mud-water, folding the cuffs at the bottom of of his pants for him before gently pushing them deeper in the water as Regulus got used to the coldness.

As you leaned back, putting the jar of ice-cream flavours jelly beans asid, Regulus looked at you, face stoic and cold as always..but he didn't feel alone. Regulus sniffled, admiring your face, he gently squeeze the tip of your nose. Not in the way to trouble you, no, but like one would rather to a child to make them giggle.

"You know for a pathetic excuse of a wizard, you're really nice." he said as you opened your eyes, mouth falling open in slight disbelief and faux betrayal,

"oh come on! I am NOT a 'pathetic excuse of a wizard', I'm fine, thank you very much!" you said as Regulus shrugged, sighing as he leaned his head against yours.

Sirius watches, wanting to interfere. Why is Regulus spending time with someone not from his 'pureblood' circles? His pompous brother,always favoured by brothers and always tried to form 'bonds' with him. Why is he going out of his way to befriend you, someone far too nice?

To Sirius, his brother's refusal to run away with him was enough confirmation that Regulus was willingly choosing to follow his parents instead of being kind...

Sirius almost wants to hex his younger brother...How can someone, in his eyes, someone so stoic, cold-hearted and almost selfish have someone still want to be around him??

But he ignores it, in favor of turning around and smiling at his friends. Their advances back to causing mischievous are far more interesting than how his stupid brother and their pink, ditzy barbie of a friend.

Of-course, hogwarts houses kids, all curious and invasive as some first years, your other friend's little siblings how just always liked you. You just never minded the kiddies, they're all cute anyway.

Running up to you, you open your arm to let them tackle you in a tight, sticky-handed hug, as you fall back into Regulus.

Water sprays as your feet pulls out of the lake, but the kids don't mind as Regulus stares, supporting you but feels warm as the kids wave to him too despite his sorta scary face. He waves back, the kids all talking over each other—

"Will you give us Christmas gifts too?", "My sister is bing mean!", "Can I have your older charms books—?" ,"Mcgonagall is scary—! How do you stay in her class?"

Questions over questions, you have no idea why they swarm you. Regulus knows, but stays quiet, as he pushes back your hair, the kids sitting beside. Thee few who tackles you, basically laying over, sticky hands holding onto robes, though they're warm and smell of home to you.

"Alright, alright-" you huff, trying to stop their never-ending questions as Regulus pulls one of the kid ovr on his side, but despite you trying to stop them, they don't so Regulus speaks—

"Enough."

He said firmly as all the kids shut up, covering their mouth as if a mother yelled at them while they try not to giggle

"Alright, questions and questions. Do you ever need to breathe?" you asked with a exasperated chuckle as the kids grin, shaking their heads. Though most are first years and should be eleven, you've heard some first years could be as young as 8-9 year olds.

You keep things silent, keeping them entertained, with kids beside you and Regulus who also speak up at times without realizing Sirius's ears overhearing all.

That is, until one of the kids speak up. You and Regulus pause and Sirius freezes. Regulus is sent back to last year, his previous year when some kid had asked to borrow his old books he wouldn't need anymore.

Regulus sat near the lake, explaining things to the first year who nodded on what to do during potions, holding Regulus's old books he decided to give away to the kid. Nodding, the kid figured it wouldn't hurt to ask—

"Hey Reggie? How's your family? doing?"

"Hey, Mister Black? How is your family doing?"

Regulus paused, looking up..his hand immediately going to his nape, fiddling with his own hair for some sort of comfort for an answer, his eyes moving to Sirius right besides James, "...Sirius is fine" he said softly, trying not to sound bitter.

Regulus looked up, sighing as he rolled his eyes, "this dim-witted Fyodor philosopher sitting right beside me, so ask them." he scoffed, but a boyish grin on his lips nonetheless. The kids giggle cheekily between themselves as Regulus gently hits the back of your head as you grumble,

"cut it out—!"

you said as he rolled his eyes, but smile and fixing your hair, digging his finger in the hair on the back of your hair, even if h couldn't, he would do it all the time.

He wants to cry, go drown himself, purposefully make mistakes so his so called 'mother' can crucio him so he can at-least have a reason to cry and be mad and bitter..

Regulus almost smiled, leaning close, snuggling his cheek against yours as you hummed, your arm over his shoulder, gently tugging at his ear or a strand of his hair to trouble him, but really you only endear him. Regulus smiled, sun hitting his face. He is happy now.

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[del-stars]

Pls tell me more abt the weird fucked up love triangle + mutual ruination bartyevanreg

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they are my favorite little weirdboys who spiral into extremism. i think they bonded to each other because they all have what the other two sort of yearn for - barty has a doting mother and powerful father, regulus has all of the perks of being a member of the house of black but none of the responsibility, and evan has a twin sister who adores him. they also all understand each other's personal brands of weirdboy: barty very easily flies off the handle, evan opens his mouth to speak approx. 4 times a day, and regulus pretty much hates everyone and everything. but barty likes that evan listens, and regulus likes that they can sit in silence; barty likes that regulus doesn't flinch at his insanity, and evan likes that regulus doesn't try to make him speak; and regulus likes that barty isn't one to judge his friends, and evan appreciates the honesty behind barty's intensity. i think evan and reg would've known one another from childhood and pureblood events and such, and evan has this very distant interest in reg that develops into a crush once they become real friends at school. reg, meanwhile, has a growing crush on barty, who himself is bringing it all the way back around by falling head-over-heels for evan. so they self-isolate the older they get because of this fucked up love triangle they have going on, in which they're all just chasing after each other.

so the mutual ruination part. i think barty is the first to really want to get involved with the DEs - because they're promising everything he should've had. his family is technically part of the sacred 28, but his parents won't outwardly support pureblood ideals, so they're cast out of the inner circle of the blacks, the rosiers, the malfoys, etc. but helloooooo barty wants all of that, because he feels like he deserves it, and so he starts investigating what is at the time a verrrrrrrrrrry underground group of DEs. i think for reg and evan it did start as 'okay we're not letting you do this alone' but for reg it did quickly become infatuation with tom riddle which yes you guessed it stems from the fact that he can't have barty. they spiral off into extreme isolation because all they want to talk about is being DEs, that's their goal in life, and they can only talk about it with each other. dorcas and pandora definitelyyyy know something is up for months before any of them take the mark. they're the youngest by far to do so, and they do it all together. barty wants to interject himself into pureblood society, regulus craves the status and respect that he lost by being born second, and honestly evan is just that kind of asshole who thinks he's inherently better than non-purebloods, and he wants to keep an eye on barty and reg. i say mutual ruination because they alllllll yank each other down - barty goes because he trusts that evan and reg will follow, and they do. i don't think they ever do anything with their fucked up love dynamic because fairly early on their entire life becomes about being DEs, and this is at a time where absolutely nobody on earth can know - remember in gof it was a complete shock that barty was a DE, and many of them didn't even know who each other were, so they weren't going around showing people their marks. dorcas absolutely suspects, which grows with the distance between herself and the trio. i could go on and on about dorcas and barty's friendship falling apart but i will cut this off now fdjsklfj

tl;dr they all want to kiss, none of them do, and they're that weird boy friend group that, well.... let's just say if you got a text from one of them telling you not to come to school tomorrow you would heed that warning

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑆𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒

Summary: Black Family sucked. That's what your friends, your family and boyfriend said. They were obsessed with being "pure" and ready to do anything to achieve that... But none of you would have known exactly what measures they would go.

A/N: I went overboard with this one, and had to seperate it to two parts. So, hopefully, next week, you guys will have a second part. But I'm sleepy while uploading this so... Forgive me if there are some mistakes, I'll fix them later. REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Trigger Warning: Mentions of torture and abuse, some very slight make out mentions(?), typical Black family, 8.2K words.

Pairing: Regulus Black x Pureblood!Fem!Reader

Prompts: "No one makes me smile the way you do.", "I've always loved that about you.", " I know I don't say it a lot, but I really do love you." and "You're all I'll ever need to feel better." from this prompt list ; 3,6,7,8,9, 19, 22, 29, 30 and 31 from the kissing prompts 4 of my "SUMMER CELEBRATION" event.

Part2

Regulus wasn't seen.

It wasn't like he wasn't at the school where you both called your home, he definetly was. There were glimpses of him in lessons, or Quidditch practices, there were slight whispers of his rich and silky voice as he spoke to his friends in the Great Hall, one that you could always catch no matter where or when. It was the same voice that whispered you sweet good mornings, the same voice that told you soft spoken, full of love and adoration, words as he danced with you in somewhere away from the prying eyes, his own blue-ish gray ones looking extra ethereal and captivating at the moonlight that shone on both of you, contouring his sharp face so beautifully that often left you speechles.

Speechles at how this amazing, caring and loving boy was yours. And he often felt the same about you, about how lucky he was for finding you in that library corner, drowning in books and hair messy, at his lowest point.

A point where no one really made it an effort to listen to him, to know him.

By his friends, his parents... His own brother.

But, even if he wasn’t heard or seen by his family, Regulus Black was seen in Hogwarts, by many others... But not you.

Not today.

He was avoiding you.

It hurted you whenever he distanced himself. He often did this, but even then, he would tell you that he just needed to be alone and gather his thoughts after a kiss to your forehead and then return a few hours later with your favourite dessert from one of the house elves. They even learnt when to bake them for him and you, after witnessing how bice you treated them and such, they were happy to stay awake a few more hours so that you two could be happy.

And of course, you understood that everyone could need some alone time in this hectic life, Regulus more than anyone, but this much of being alone...

He didn't even come to dinner time, instead saying some bullshit about wanting to sleep and tell you to eat with your friends after a soft kiss to your cheeks and a short kiss to your lips. He would always lay some on your lips, and even pepper your whole face with them. His kisses were always so passionate, they left you a breathless mess at the place he kissed you, making you jump on him as you both laughed in delight.

Be it his dorm, you would jump on the bed and you two would play fight, looking into each others eyes as he would hover over you, a hand on your waist with a thight grip as his breath fanned your face, his nose touching yours as he would muzzle his to your neck. You are beautiful, he would whisper before his kisses would turn urgent and you both’s clothes would soon be thrown away at somewhere.

Regulus Black was a passionate young man, someone who felt deeply... But that passion was slowly dying.

And it was your greatest fear coming true.

“Excuse me, guys... I don’t have an appeatite...” you slowly got up as you looked at them, apologizing with your eyes. People always thought them to be such fuckers but Barty and Evan, as long as they weren’t in their teasing romance, were actually great friends of you and Regulus... Barty was the first one who adopted you in the group, back before you were sorted in any houses, in the train and... Perhaps, you were the only one they loved in another house.

“Where are ya goin’? Ya haven’ eaten anythin’?” Barty pointed to your plate as a sheepish look came over you, lips tugging to a sweet smile, hoping that he would let it pass. He wouldn’t have fallen for the puppy eyes, not for the 97th time, had Evan not pointed to who was missing on their table as well.

“looking for her boyfriend, I see...” you gave a sad smile at Evan as he nodded to the entrance of the Great Hall. He, too, was aware that something was... more wrong with the Black as well, but none of them could come close enough to question him without getting blasted off. “Go. That boy never admits, but he is very dependant on you... He needs you.”

But, if there was anyone who could do that... And perhaps, it was you he wanted to have with him, it would be you.

He had seen from first-hand experience how good you affected the boy, how he seemed happier. Though he would always tease him for the heart eyes he sent your way, or how he would get up from his seat and hug you at the entrance of the Great Hall as soon as he sees you, and also accompany you to his side as you talked with his friends and then, sit with you in your side of the table with your friends at lunch time or dinner, he was glad he found some solace in you.

He was aware of the “pureblood nonsense” most “pureblood” families believed in, his and Blacks for example, and did anything to make their children believe in it too. Regulus was still considered lucky in his eyes, for having Sirius protecting him since he didn’t have someone that would protect him.

And now that they were friends, there was no way in hell that he would allow him to relapse into those bad thoughts that could never actualy stop swirl in his head.

You beamed at Evan as your sprinted from them, Evan yelling after you that they would bring some food for you two while Barty hissed about you not doing any funny business. Evan elbowed him hard as Barty whined about how Regulus was becoming soft, and pink, and domestic around him so much that he couldn’t take it anymore. I love our girlie, and cold bitch of a friend but they both make me... sick...

You couldn’t care less about what they said though. Your mind was only on Regulus and how in pain he looked earlier, even when he tried to hide it behind his steel look. You wondered if it was the anniversary of his brother leaving him behind, but quickly checked it out. Maybe his parents were strict and harsh to him again? But he always said he was used to their harsh ways of teaching...

And now that you stopped in front of the the door seperating you from the Slytherin Common Room... You realized that you didn’t know much about your own boyfriend as much as you were supposed to. And that thought made you frown as you looked down for a moment. You knew how... intense things can get with the “pureblood thing”, even though your family wasn’t that harsh when it came to that ideology, you could only imagine what was going on behind the Black household’s closed door by what Sirius had told you.

Pain, screams and suffering enough to make even the strongest wizard or witch cry their eyes out, just to escape, just to... end it all.

Much like the sniffles coming from insidehis dorm after you entered, sniffles that did nothing to ease your nervousness.

And there he was, your absolutely soft and loving and perfect boyfriend, laying on his side as he clutched his cushion thightly while sobbing uncontrollably , his body heaving up and down as his cries rolled off his tongue and reached your ears. Your heart clenched painfully at the heartbroken boy before you, twisting an invisible knife deeper and deeper with each of his cries as you slowly walked up to him and sat down on the bed, alerting him to your presence before putting your hand on his shoulder and caressing his shoulder comfortingly with sad eyes.

“Reggie...” you knew how he hated that nickname, even throwing a fit to Evan how he didn’t like, though he always said he preferred only you to say it, so when he didn’t react even at that name, you sprinted to his other side after applying a locking charm to the door, guessing he would want to be alone with you right now withour anyone barging in.

At first, he tried to deny you and your touch, but you were persistent. When you said yes to date him, you made a promise to him that day: even if your ways split, you would still be there for him through thick and thin.

You wouldn’t ve another person who left him alone.

“I’m not leaving, I’m here... You’re safe, Regulus...”

And perhaps, it was the way your voice so softly comforted him and how your hands glided through his black curls, or maybe he was too tired after crying his heart out. Whatever it was, he suddenly got up and launched at you, burrying his face to your neck as you sat down on your butt and swayed him from side to side like a baby. Regulus was a man who fought until his last breath, someone who rebelled silently, someone who stood on his ground so strictly that you often thought there would be nothing that could break him.

What happened to him to make him turn into a mess?

What did they do this time?

He was talking, rambling about how bad it was and how she was gonna kill him for it but you didn’t know what “it” was. Your frown hardened by each passing second as his rambles got more intense with fear, fear of his own mother.

“ I-I h-had to leave... I had to leave there, Y/N! They... They wanted-“ another choked sob raked through him as you hugged him even thighter than previously, lifting his head in a hurry and desperately searching for your eyes, to see if you believed him, if you were trully there, if you were... real.

You held onto his face softly, running your thumb up amd down through the bridge of his nose as you kissed his lips to prove to him that you were real, and he was safe in Hogwarts, making him feel all of you as his tears wet your lips, leaving a bitter taste at your tongue.

Not from the salty taste, but the pain they held.

Your mind already finished his sentence without him actually doing so. Because there was only one thing you both feared, one thing that kept him awake at most nights...

One thing that made him cry onto your shoulders that much...

“Did they... Did they do it?” your shaky whisper shook him from the half-trance he was in, and your question made you shiver as if You-Know-Who’s hands were around your neck, your shoulders, the death and chaos that followed him around reeking even in the comforting bubble you two had in Regulus’ dorm.

He shook his head as his hands twisted the silk of your robe. “No... Bella came to the house, said that she wanted to take me to him... The Dark Lord. She said it would be an honor to fight for his cause...” he paused  to gulp down the bile that rose to his throat, clenching his eyes shut and focusing on your comforting smell and warmth. He slowly calmed down and looked at you with his ocean blue eyes, wondering how it was possible for you to net be like his own family, how you were so kind and different than others. When he first saw you in the Great Hall, everyone was looking at you in awe, some were jealous and some were scared. Mostly half-bloods and muggle-borns who was now aware of your family and how in danger they were with a school full of purebloods who mostly wanted to get rid of them.

But just as your kindness and warmth eased him many times, they eased those who once feared you as you welcomed them all happily with open arms, making them promise to turn to you if something were troubling them. You proved everyone that you and your family wasn’t like those psychopaths who was hellbent on killing them, even if it made you be branded as “blood-traitor”. You didn’t seem like you cared much about it, rather spending time with your friends even when nasty Slytherins threw insults at you. All you did was to flip them off and go back to whatever you were doing...

And this was why he hesitated to talk to you at the beginning, both from his family status and the nasty comments that would be thrown at you from his house in Hogwarts. He thought you were only kind to muggle-borns and half-breeds since they were being bullied constantly and, harsh to the purebloods who insulted you.

And he was a pureblood... which meant that you would defiently flip him off and even hurt him.

Which proved to be wrong soon, when he cautiously walked up to you in potion class and asked for help as you turned around and gave him a wide smile as you patted the spot next to you. He didn’t want to think back to how close you two were as you listed the ingredients behind him and looked from his head and down at the cauldron to see if he was doing it right.

But it was the happiest he had ever been as you smiled at him and patted his back proudly as you called for the Professor and showed him your works. That was the moment he realized that he could talk to you without any fear, and also, come to you with some of his problems whether you were able to solve them or not. But perhaps, the biggest discovery about his first meeting with you was...

Knowing deep down that he would fall for you, and your dedication for those close to you.

He was proven right, and it was also a joy to realize this as much as it pained him.  He knew with what kind of burden he came, and he didn’t want to do that to you. It wasn’t fair to such a sunshine person like you. But he had been a bit more selfish than he wanted to admit in his life, and he needed a light... A hope that showed him, told him that his days that was often covered with darkness would be gone soon.

He didn’t know what he did to deserve you, to have you return his feelings almost 2 years ago, but he was so damn glad to Merlin that you were in his life, that you were his light, his saviour.

Just a few minutes ago, he was miserable and scared and didn’t know what else to do. He felt like he was cornered like a wild, hurt animal, not knowing or seeing a way out.

But at least... He had you, he would always have you.

It wasn’t like he didn't come clean with this, his family and how they supported Voldemort. It was actually one of the main reasons that even if he loved you, his heart called for you, he would never try to court you. He couldn’t bring himself to be the reason your smile would fall, the reason you would be dragged into his mess.

But still... Both of you naively thought that he had more time, that you both had more time to act like a normal couple living a pink romance.

That was what you wanted to have. For Regulus to feel safe and happiness, away from the tragedy that was his family.

Apparently, Merlin had other plans.

“B-But... You’re still in school? I thought they wouldn’t...” your voice died down as horror filled you for what was coming to your ways. You were aware of their bond with the Dark Lord, and that they would make either him or Sirius join the DeathEaters too. Sirius was safe now that he ran away and seeked help from James, and you were happy for him. Sirius, James and Remus were your friends anyways, you loved hanging out with them or tutoring them.

Which meant almost all the time.

They were nice people, happy to help you at any time and anywhere, or well, every person who they loved and cherished...

That was exactly why you didn’t understand when Sirius appeared in James’ house alone, leaving his little brother, 14 at that time, alone in such a “hellhole”.

Alone and defenceless, crying much like now as he curled in a ball...

But deep down, you knew that Sirius was worried about him too. You knew him, and listened to him as he cried to you about how he wasn’t used to feeling safe and how worried sick he was for his brother. Something must have happened for Regulus to not let him come with his brother, and Sirius to not drag him away from that house.He, after all, was a stubborn little shit whether the situation was good or not.

 But whatever it was that made both of them not to talk for months and reconcile, it came back to bite everyone’s ass.

“I know, love... I know...” he kissed the tip of your nose as he tried to comfort you back, feeling your fear as his. That was one of the reasons why he fell for you: You felt everyone’s pain even when they really didn’t deserve it.

And though he liked watching you get protective and help someone out while he stood behind and admired you, the tears sitting at the corner of your lovely eyes did nothing but break him even more as he wiped them away, kissing just under your eyes softly, afraid of inflicting you with even more pain.

“That’s what I said, that I should finish school first but... Mother said it was full of dirty wizards and witches, muggleborns and half-bloods. She said I was better off without all those scums....” your brows furrowed at how Walburga Black was so... full of hatred at those who wasn’t like her, her sons included. You probably never saw another human who was so full of hatred, her negativity pouring as venom, trying to poison everyone just as she once was. You had a good guess of why she was like this, why she always threw hatred and so many curses on practically everyone.

After all, none of her sons turned out to be like the Black family. Both of them didn’t support the “Pureblood nonsense” like they did, and Sirius was brave enough to rebel against them while Regulus did it more silently. He showed himself to be just like the perfect Black heir, did everything they asked for and stood tall against them.

He wasn’t brainwashed by them, and though they weren’t proud of him- and could never be- You were so damn proud for him, just like a certain older brother.

You didn’t know it but Regulus, had it been not for you, he feared he would have actually believed in them and what they said, solely for the reason that he wanted them to love him, to acknowledge him as a son. They wanted perfection and he wanted to be perfect, he needed to be perfect.

Because if he wasn’t... Who would he be to anyone?

You are Regulus Arcturus Black, he remembers you telling him after he finally came clean to you about what was in his mind, after asking you out. He was so sure you would decline, laugh it off or anything remotely that told him you didn’t feel the same, before he felt your soft hands slowly taking hold of his downcasted head as his eyes widened in surprise at how... content you looked with the same smile that ignited a fire deep in his soul that it never died, and would never do.. And you are a great man who is kind, strong and powerful, brave too! You are my favourite person in the whole world and I’ll spend an eternity reminding of who you are... Starting with, my boyfriend.

Silence scretchted between you two as he smiled softly at the memory, a perfect one to cast a Patronus perhaps. He desperately wished that this was one of those times you sneaked into his dorm for a nightly fate when he would for sure know that you would scare away all the demons in his head...

But unfortunately, the reality was something else. Something even more demonic and evil than the usual nightmares that haunted him.

Something that tore both him and you apart by how scary it was.

“What did you do... Regulus, did you do it?” he didn’t speak, just took your hands and put them on his sleeve, wanted you to look yourself. Because he didn’t have enough energy anymore. Suddenly, as you slowly pulled his sleeve up, the reality of what would have happened if he didn’t fight against them crashed him.

He would never see you saunter into the Great Hall every time, he wouldn’t sneak out in the middle of the night to have a late night date with you, he wouldn’t be the one to walk with you to your next class, he wouldn’t wait for you for food, he wouldn’t go to Hogsmeade and look at you as you begged to have some more candy from Honey &Dukes, he wouldn’t watch as yougot embrassed cutely...

He wouldn’t be there to love you, and you wouldn’t be there to love him.

You took a sharp intake of breath as you felt his skin over his dress shirt, as if somehow, you would feel the dark tint of the skull and snake symbol over his forearm. You would never judge him, never dare to do such thing. How could you, when you knew how much pain he would have to endure for it, knowing how much it would hurt him?

If that happened, if he yielded and accepted-or rather forced to- you would surely feel helpless and scared, for him. But then, there would absolutely be nothing stopping you from taking him to safety, and possibly going apeshit crazy at them for doing something, something he didn’t want to, on him.

“I just... I just wanted to be enough, for them t-to just... love us.” Your heart broke as stray tears escaped your eyes at how broken he sounded, how even amidst his pain, he still cated for his brother. Regulus took your silence and gasp as a bad sign, he murmured sadly with his eyes downcasted once more as he rubbed your tender flesh. He already felt like a total douchebag, including the voice that screamed at him that he was just like his family with you crying in front of him and him not being able to do anything, that he didn’t deserve anything good in life. And your soft cries didn’t help how he already felt helpless either.

“Don’t cry, love... I know that’s stupid but-“

“No it's no... Not if it’s making you feel like this...” you murmured as you took his hand between yours, squeezing his elegant and long fingers one by one as a way to comfort him as he smiled down at you, seated on his bed as the silky green color complimented you in the best way possible. His eyes looked at your body as the light casted on you made you look ethereal and take his breath away with your beauty. He looked down at your hands as they caressed his hands and wrist comfortingly, before pulling it up to reveal... smooth skin, without any dark ink covering it.

But...

Your hands stopped at feeling a bump on his perfect skin... A bump that wasn’t to be there... Alongside with bruises and yellow-ish tints on his arm...

“T-They... They did crucio o-on you?” you stammered out as you lofted his arm closer to yourself, looking between him and the bruises he had with wide eyes.

“Bella...” he said sadly as his hands clutched your arm thight, as if his life depended on you. And in a way, it did. You were his whole life, the only thing he had, and he would be nothing without you. “She did it, later mother beat me and threw insults and crucio at me...”

“I didn’t even say anything at first... Until she included you.  How she would destroy you, ruin you since you were being a distraction to me and what was more important.” He explained as he took your hands between his and kissed them, a gesture that often left you a blushing mess, and continued. “That’s when I decided that it was enough. That all the pain she inflicted on us, on me was over. I had a life, my life... I would never let her or anyone hurt you, so I fought back and... well, you know the rest.” He mumbled shyly as he peered at you, trying to determine what the effect of his words were to you. Flushed cheeks and wide eyes? That’s something he expected. Shuffling like a cat in embrassment? Also expected, that was something you usually did with him which was another thing that he found adorable.

But what wasn’t expected was what left your mouth.

“I’ve always loved that about you...” you whispered out eith softest eye possible and this time, it was the Regulus Black who blushed.

“What do you mean?”

You shrugged your shoulders as he frowned, but upon you not looking at him and the sudden urge to hide yourself, he smirked and threw his arms around your waist to pull you against him as he nuzzled his face to your neck while your hands played with his curls. He was glad that once sad and bad vibe left to a more pleasant and happy one as he shared this moment with you, with hugging and kissing.

You giggled as the ticklish feeling his lips left on yourbskin made you groan while trying to stop him, so that you could get those words out. You loved his kisses and how they made you feel, but you had to say this... Or else it would eat you alive, and then you would be frowning the whole next day.

“I mean-hey, stop! I’m trying to be romantic here!” you swatted his hand away as it slowly slithered upwards aling the expanse of your naked back, ruhhing circles on the flesh there as he hummed. “I thought it was my thing, love?”

“Yeah, but now, I changed it! It’s mine now, you did it a lot. Now, will you please listen, my pretty and handsome boyfriend?”

“Hmm... Gotta think, love... Maybe after a kiss?” he wiggled his brows playfully as you rolled your eyes but did so, smiling into the soft and lingering kiss you both shared.

Ugh, this boy... Always looking for way to smooch me...

“Now that you had your kiss,” you said after being parted from him, panting at the intensity of the kiss and trying hard to not dive back at the sight of his pink and swollen lips, you continued with a finger idly rubbing his lips and then his beauty mark under his chin.

“I love your brave heart. Even if you might not think so, you have been standing up against them for so long and you, protecting me even if I wasn’t there further proves it...” you looked at him with a kind look and took his hand to place it on your chest, right where your heart was as you continued.

“I love how you always know how to make me smile, no one makes me smile the way you do, my days better and surprise me. I love how you always seem like you don’t care but actually listen when there is something we, any of us, want or when something is bothering us.”

“I love how thoughtful you are, even when it breaks you... Just like how when Sirius left home, and you came to me crying. Not because you felt anger or hatred, which would have been understanable by the way, but rather joy. Joy, because you knew that it was a new start for him so that he could live a normal life even if it killed you.” A scoff left you in the middle of your speech  remembering how your best friend left his little brother like that but soon disappeared when you remembered how broken he was when he talked about his brother.

Regulus, though, was in shock. Because no one in his life had ever been that thoughful and attentive to the way he felt. No one really saw what was hidden behind his strong façade but yet again, you weren’t “no one” and he was always going to be understood.

From now on, and until forever.

“you don’t think I’m... broken? Bad?” he mumbled as he looked at you through his lashes, head down but still smiling. Your heart soared for the boy before you and you leant down to capture his lips with yours, but not before uttering one lost heartfelt sentence.

“All I know is that I love you, that you deserve everything good in life.”

Regulus sniffled once more as he accepted your kiss, humming happily as he allowed you to deepen it. Little shocks went through his body and he wondered if you felt it too but didn’t dwell on it more. He only accepted your unconditional love.

“I know I don’t say it out loud much, but I really do love you so much... You’re all I’ll ever need to feel better.”

“And I love you, love... So much.” You whispered silently, kissing the topnof his head as he thightened his hold on you. Everything was nice and silent once more, only the sounds from the crickets and owls reaching both of your ears. You kissed his head, his forehead and cheek contionously while he laughed, genuinely laughed since he came back, while trying to make you stop. He knew trying to physically stop you wouldn’t work, so he opted for other ways.

Like, kissing you desperately from your neck as he breathed out to tour most sensitive part of the column of your neck, gracefully out only for him to kiss, to mark.

And he wasn’t wrong. When you felt his hot lips on your neck trailing wet and fast kisses up and down your neck, you gasped and let him do as he wanted. Your legs opened for him to step between them, hovering over you with both of his hands on each side of your head as he gazed at you with love and clear desperation. At that moment, you two weren’t just two lovers who were fucking around.

You two were soulmates that understood each other on another level.

He suddenly stopped his ministrations and just looked down at you from above you for a few seconds before sighing dejectedly.

“I don’t want to live there... But I don’t know where-“

“You are not going back to that place, Regulus. Not again, I won’t allow it.” You sternly cut him as you rose up on your hands, brows knitted together while you pushed yourself up as he lowered back and looked at you as if you were crazy.

“B-but... I have nowhere else to go! They would cut me off of the tapestry and disown me! Sirius had James and-“ he exclaimed in distress as he started to shake again, shaking his head at the sudden panic of the reality and what he was supposed to do. He was so caught up in the comfort he had after so long that he had forgotten about what was waiting for him.

His mother with her wand out to use even mkre gruesome punishments, forcing him to come to their meeting and kill innocents...

He couldn’t get help if they did it, and how would his brother look at him if he were to get that damned mark? He already didn’t consider him as a brother, he would definetly refuse to have anything to do with him after he sees it.

And you? How would you accept him like that? A vicious killer who would have to work for the Dark Lord even if it was the last thing he wanted?

You wouldn’t deserve it, you wouldn’t want it, you wouldn’t love him, you wouldn’t accept him, he would be all alone and then be killed as-

“And you have me..! You could stay with me and my family, you know they would do anything to protect us.”

Your desperate call for him was what made him come back to his senses, from the panic attack he had at just thinking about the possibilities. He didn’t register what you said at first. Inside his mind, there seemed to be a constant whirl and buzzing sound as if he was fighting back against a huge storm and he was just... trying, trying and trying but failing in the end.

But it was because he tried to do it alone. He was never allowed to ask for help since it was a “sign of weakness” as his father called it, but now that he had a different circle of people, different friends and above all you, he didn’t have to fear anything.

The way Regulus broke down at the mere mention of his family house( something that was supposed to be comforting) broke you, the sight of the kind boy you knew being treated that way... You couldn’t allow it anymore. There was no way you were letting him go to that house, back into Walburga’s waiting arms as she was waiting to point that damned wand to her own son and mercilessly torture him.

And, to prevent it, a bright idea came to your mind. Sure, there was a potential that your parents would be shocked, more likely have questions as to why they were hosting the boy but thwy would understand... and hopefully help him out.

“You know how my mum adores you, they would gladly help us both.” You weren’t lying to comfort him or yourself, it was true. Last summer, when you brought him to your house after he told something about his whereabouts to his mother, he stayed with you and he would always be thankful for what you did for him that summer. Because those 3 months were the best he had in a long time. At first, when he witnessed the pure love and care there was between all of you, he felt jealous and angry.

Jealous because he didn’t have, and could never have, what you had. He felt the bitter pangs of knives every time you kissed your parents, they brought you home made meals to your room as you showed him the cool muggle books or listened to songs on your bed as you held hands and looked at each other with lovesick smiles. The way you bravely sneaked into the guest room just to fall asleep with him, to comfort him so that he didn’t feel alone changed him in a way, made him more brave.

You didn’t have to know, but your mum always checked on him during night to see if he was doing fine and smiled whemever she saw you both sleeping while hugging each other as if your lives depended on it.

But even when he was jealous of you and your parents, though never serious, he had a clear mind to judge the situation and then... he realized how they included him to their casual lifes as well, just like you did.

It was like a famy thing, huh?

How your mother requested him to come to the kitchen and later taught him how to cook some meals, tasted what she cooked and even helped her out around the house all the while listening to her talk shit about almost every family in the wizarding world, except Weasleys, with a huge smile on his face.

He could never dare to do that in his own house, but here, in your own... He was sitting with your mother on the kitchen with a cup of tea and biscuits while they talked and talked. She took after her mother, both inner and outer beauty, he would think as he gazed at the way your mum talked and even threw some praises at him here and there which didn’t fail to make him blush.

He really wanted to be a part of that life, he needed it... He had never been happier than he was at that time and to hear you say that he could be...

“I can? You... Promise?” he hopefully asked with tears in his eyes as you nodded uour head immediately, bringing him for yet another hug as you kissed his nape softly.

“Yes, I promise. You and I, forever and then even more... Remember?” he suddenly surged forward and took your face in his hands, inhaling your shampoo before diving for a passionate kiss as his hands wrapped themselves around your waist and pulled you to his lap. He poured all his love and gratitude into it, teeth clashing together as his lips and tongue desperately searched for yours.

You squealed but then moaned slightly at how hot you suddenly felt, how his movements and kiss heated you up more than normal. This kiss wasn’t normal, this side of Regulus wasn’t normal. He normally was someone who showed his love silently, who kissed you under shadows. You understood it well, he wasn’t a man who liked to show off with physcial affection and rather made his silent care work its magic.

But right now, this Regulus was fragile and sensitive, and his desperate kisses showed it too as he wanted you to... know it.

And Merlin, did you know it...

You held onto his neck and hair as your lips moved against his lips, leaning him back amd making him lay on his back as your body laid on his flush, chest to chest. The kiss was everything you both wanted, it has been so long since he deprivee both himself and you from each other but it wasn’t the time for it to lead to something more.

Not when he was so in pain, and need of comfort.

Besides, there was something else that needed to be talked about if you were doing what you were planning to do. Some people that needed to know, who would gladly move the entire universe for the boy below you

You shyly looked at him with a troubled look and Regulus’ brows knitted together as he worriedly took a hold of your face in his warm palms. “Is something wrong, my love? Was it too much?”

You looked at him in amazement, the fact that he still thought about your comfort when he was the one who needed it bedazzled you. But like you said, it was a trait you loved about him, perhaps the the best one.

You shook your head while taking a huge breath in. “No, love... It was quite... enjoyable.” You flushed under his teasing smirk, cursing at him for making you feel like a little kid being offered candy inside your mind as you cleared your throat and got off of him to sit next to where his body was now leaned back against the head of his bed. He was looking at you with confusion and slight worry, wondering ehat was on your mind as his hand wandered to your knee and rubbed it gently. To not give him any more scare any longer, you took in his glorious sight and continued.

“There are two more people who you could turn for help to.”

That was something you both talked about a lot, who he would turn to if shit went wrong and he had to act quick with his escape. You always knew that Regulus shouldn’t stay in that house even a moment longer, but he insisted that he was fine and assured you that everything was under his control with a swift kiss to your forehead.

So you kept your silence. You didn’t talk about it again until he would want to, but still... You told Sirius about the awful things they did to Regulus as he listened with clenched jaw and asked him if there was anything he could help with when the time comes.

Not if... When.

Because everyone knew that the inevitable was waiting right outside the door, and there was no stopping it.

And he of course, immediately offered himself which you declined for the time being since Regulus still believed that he hated his brother. You watched how broken he suddenly seemed after you said it but still nodded, knowing how he fucked everything up by not grabbing him with himself as he left, and gavr you their uncle’s name.

“He is a good man, also like us who didn’t believe in their ways... If there is anyone that could help, it’s him.”

Regulus tilted his head to you as if asking what you meant,  how the hell it was possible that there would be more people who could help him, and with a sigh, you looked at his eyes. “Your uncle Alphard and... Sirius.”

“No... My uncle? That’s fine. But Sirius... He hates me, love. He showed me how he felt about me! He wouldn’t want anything to do with me!” he got up from his bed hastily in panic and went to the open window as he leant over it with his hands in his hair, welcoming the fresh and cool air into his lungs.

You understood where he was coming from, knowing little pieces about how that night went between them and how he... did a lot for Sirius that night, something he didn’t know and probably would never. Some harsh words were apparently exchanged between them and even if they both knew that the other didn’t mean it...

It didn’t hurt any less.

Regulus thought that Sirius chose James over his own brother and hated him for being the way he is.

Sirius thought his little brother wad ashamed of the person he was, how he always caused trouble even as toddlers and made him get hurt even though he would mostly be the one taking the blame for him.

And you thought that the Black brothers were stupidest motherfuckers in the whole world.

Your arms fell helplessly on the bed as you watched Regulus break down, almost, again. You never felt this helpless in your life, and your gut told you that the reason of his agitation was partly because he hated himself for making you go through this, but...

You promised him one year ago that no matter what happens, you would be there for him.

Always.

“No, my love... Sirius loves you and cares about you. I know, because I listened to him as he cried in James’ house.” You walked up to him slowly, took his hand and stood before him as your hand crept up towards his sculpted face and rubbed his cheek softly before tiptoeing and kissing each side of his cheek as he smiled and exhaled slowly.

At that time, things were tense for them. So much so that it affected the school as well.  Sirius was still on edge because of his parents, worried sick for both Regulus and himself, thinking that they were planning something evil about himself. Regulus was hurt because his brother left him, for James, and even called him his “brother” which didn’t seem anything friendly to the poor, young boy who was drowning in his insecurities. It didn’t matter that he was already thinking about also running away, to you probably, but he wasn’t abandoning a brother for another one in his eyes and therefore blamed Sirius for being selfish.

But, as much as you understood both Regulus’ frustration and Sirius’ anger, you also knew that your friend and the older brother of your lover would drop everything to help his little brother out of that shithole.

“Just... Talk to him. Because I know you, you would regret not doing so if you don’t do it.” You sighed out tiredly, the later hours into the night catching up to you as you begged him softly, hoping that he would accept. A part of you feared that he wouldn’t, and tey to solve this by himself like always...

But you were his weakness, the reason he rebelled back and changed his future unknown to either one of you.

He would kill for you, die for you, live for you and turn the whole universe upside down if he had the power.

“Okay... Will you... Will you also be there? For me?” he softly smiled and kissed your nose, leaning his forehead to yours as he waited for your answer with a small smile. You smiled before kissing him deeply, slowly as your lips lingered on his and he closed his eyes slowly as if to savour this moment. You tugged him towards bed with a whine. “ Forever and always... Now, come back to bed.”

At that, a playful smirk found his face since you came in his room. “Now, I thought we could get to that lever later in our relationship, love.” You blushed heavily at how that one innocent sentence seemed so... cozy and something a married couple would say. You hid your face at the sudden flashes of you two being married, living your dreams in a cottage far way from everyone came before your eyes before punching his arm. It didn’t do anything of course, that boy was fit contrary to what people thought by his lanky figure, except making him laugh and kiss your hairline.

“You’re so adorable when you blush... Alright, let’s go and sleep.” You smiled as you watched him get under his duvet and groan in relief when he found a good position to sleep, blushing at how the expanse of his back flexed with each of his movements. You sighed in relief at seeing that he would finally fall into a comforting sleep and moved to quitely get out of his dorm when his monotone yet curious voice reached you, halting you in your steps.

“And, where do you think you are going?” he asked matter of factly as you stood there like a deer, with a hand on the doorknob as you slowly turned to look at him sitting down on his bed and laying halfway down with his torso out. “Uh... Going back to my dorm?”

“And who said you could?” he raised a brow at you questioningly as you laughed awkwardly, turning fully to him with your arms crossed in front of your chest as you looked down at him hesitated.

“I thought you would want to... be-“

“Trust me, love, being alone is the last thing I need right now... I need you...” he shyly said, his cockiness suddenly disappearing as he opened the duvet and offered you to come and sleep with him. His chuckle of disbelief made you scoff at him as you went up to him and got under it without making him repeat himself. He chuckled once more as he pulled you towards him, snuggling to you as your arms wrappes around him and soon you both fell asleep to the comforting embrace of your lover.

When he arrived in his room, he was terrified of going back to Grimmauld House and be forced to accept the Dark Lord’s way. He felt as if there was no other option for him, and he even mentally prepared himself to break up with you to save you from the tragedy. But as you slowly came back to his bed and sat down before inching closer to him and settling right next to him on the single bed, your bodies flushed together as you laid your hand on his chest, right where his heart was beating loudly, he felt hope blossom in his chest.

Even if he chuckled and tried to play the cool Regulus to hide how these all meant a lot to him

He fell asleep peacefully with you between his arms and this time, rather than those nightmares that decorated his dreams as he only saw his mother and the red hue of the cruciotus curse, he now dreamed of future.

A future where he was happy with you, in a country-side...

A future where you would be waiting for him with just as warm and soft embrace, continuing to lighten his days just as you are doing just by existing...

A future where he is safe and happy, with the family you two might create, a family that would be completely different than the one he has.

And, for the first time in 16 years, he had a good nights of smorning.yoy btoh laid under his duvet together, not caring about the teasing he would face the next morning.

[ksbutterfly]

I love you, forever

warnings: none really it's just comfort

this is my very first fic, don't expect much of it

„I learned great things. You know my leaves in divination said I will have a child in the future. It’s kind of exciting” Pandora was rambling again. Usually I wouldn’t mind and would even engage in the conversation, but I couldn’t look away from Barty Crouch Junior.

He was quiet and I had a bad feeling that I know the cause of his silence. I saw Evan look up from beside him and shove him slightly, nodding into my direction. He looked up and our gazes met over the table. It felt as if the whole world got muted as the rambling and clinking of dishes became more distance. Even though he was looking right into my eyes he seemed galaxies away. Colder and more distant than ever, and so fucking quiet. Breaking out of my slight daze I raised my brow in question slightly nodding to the exit of the great hall, motioning my fingers into a smoking motion. I saw his eyes squinting slightly, his eyebrows furrowing as if it was hard to realize such motion. Evan leaned down and whispered something into his ear. Bartys eyes never left mine as he barely nodded before getting up. He was like a machine. His movements rigid and without the energy I have known so long. I turned to Pandora for a second though I wasn’t really sure if I told her I will be right back or that I will be leaving, all I knew was that Barty was not feeling alright and I will be there. Just like it has always been. I got up and followed  him right out of the Great Hall and down into the dungeons where I know he would be waiting for me. Right inside his dorm. Muttering Slytherins password I stepped inside the empty Common Room and walked further into the boys dormitory until I stood in front of his dorm. The one he shares with Evan and Regulus. The one that will be empty, because Regulus and Evan are amazing friends with even more amazing understanding.

I opened the door to find Barty sitting on the floor his back against his bed. I sat down beside him looking at him. “Can I touch you?” I asked quietly, almost as if I was talking to a small child that was afraid. And in that moment I wasn’t even sure if that wasn’t the case. He didn’t move, his gaze locked straight. “Barty.” I was slightly louder this time, enough for him to turn his head. “Can I touch you? Is that alright?” He stared at my lips as I talked, as if reading them. As if he couldn’t even hear what I was saying, before his head moved. It was barely there, the nod, but I was hyperfocused on him. I don’t even think I would hear the door being opened. Slowly and softly I raised my hands, my right one to hold his left one and my left one to cup his right side. “I love you. You hear me? I love you. So much.” I whispered to him stroking his cheek bone before leaning my forehead against his. “I-“ He cleared his throat slightly. “I thought you wanted to smoke” His voice was quiet, but I was relieved he was speaking at all. “We can smoke if you want to?” I asked him quietly “Later maybe” He mumbled out in return and I understood. Later. I don’t want to move and I didn’t move. Instead I slowly reached for his second hand as well and gently guided them around my waist, always giving him an option to move away.

He didn’t. So I continued slowly embracing him. Moving my hands around him. The right one I place behind his head, the left one at his back. I pulled my forehead away slowly and instead placed my lips at his temple. “I love you” I whispered against his skin. I let them trail down his the side of his skin always leaving soft and gentle kisses along with a promise of eternal love. I halted when he tightened his hold, pulling me more in and dropping his head on my shoulder. Then I felt it. Something wet dripping against my skin before he burrowed his face into my neck. I felt his breathing stop. His body was shaking slightly before he left out a shaken breath. I rubbed gentle circles on his back as my eyes glossed over. I blinked my tears away instead focusing on him. “I love you Barty Crouch Junior. I will forever love you” and this time it wasn’t a shaken breath as a sob broke out of his throat and I held him tighter, closer. I didn’t know how long we sat like that. I didn’t even remember when I turned around slightly and got onto my knees instead. And I simply didn’t care about the ache in my knees from holding this position for so long. All that mattered was that Barty was here with me. In my arms. His sobs quieted down though I still felt his tears that wet my sweater, though I couldn’t even care about that either. “Why?”, I would have missed his whisper if his face wasn’t so close and the room wasn’t so quiet. “Why what?” I asked him running the pads of my fingers gently over his scalp “Why do you love me?” I halted in my motions before pulling away slightly cupping his face in both my hands as I wiped his tears. “Because you are you Barty. I love you, because you’re my heart” the words left my mouth in a whisper as well. “I love you because you’re my soul. You’re my light. You’re my everything.” I moved closer to him and he looked more her. More existent than before. “It will forever be you and me” I whispered against the corner of his lips before kissing it gently. “I don’t have to question why I love you. I just do. Just like I know you love me” He nodded in agreement. “Can I kiss you?” I asked in a cautious matter, always ready to pull away if he tells me to. “Please” His voice broke slightly, but I moved in catching his lips in a gentle manner. It was a ghost of a kiss. None of the usual passionate ‘all in’ kisses. Not the ones full of energy. It was gentle and so pure. And still it was full of love. When I pulled away his lips chased mine for a little. “Lets lay down, okay?” He nodded and I got up helping him up as well before making him sit down as I took of his shoes, placing them next to his bed. My shoes followed quickly and I gently moved him to lie down, laying down next to him as well. I pulled him into an embrace as my fingers gently combed through his hair. “I love you” He whispered against my colorbone right before his breathing out and his eyes closed. And I kissed the top of his head. “I love you”

[wistfulenchantress]

@rosekillermicrofic May 3 - illusion (appendicitis au)

Evan sighs as he sits down on his bed. The illusion had to shatter sometime, right? Some idea that maybe it all meant something.

But Barty is probably out snogging someone else, now. Evan shouldn't be surprised. He knew he would get stood up eventually. That's how it goes.

He had thought, maybe, since Barty suggested it, it would mean something more. But no. He waited an hour for nothing.

He looks out the window and sees raindrops.

How poetic, he thinks darkly. In a movie, Barty would appear on his doorstep, soaking wet.

He hears a knock at the door, and sighs. This isn't a movie.

He opens the door, and sees Pandora, breathing heavily.

"Pans?"

"Hey, Evan, you have to come now. It's Barty."

Her eyes show that something is wrong, and Evan shoves his own feelings aside and runs after her.

Barty is in a hospital bed, and Evan runs in after Pandora. Regulus and Dorcas are already there.

"Rosie?" Barty mumbles.

"Yeah?" Evan walks over to the bed, but keeps his distance. "What happened, B?"

"...fucking...'pendix."

Oh.

"Sorry I stood you up," he manages. Evan walks a bit closer.

"It's ok. Did they take it out?"

"Mhmm. Yup. And now Rosie is here. See him, Reg? So pretty."

"He is on a lot of painkillers," Dorcas points out.

"Shu-up. I'm tryin' to talk to Rosie. I in love with Rosie."

Three pairs of eyebrows shoot up in the air as Barty lets out a laugh and mumbles something about going to sleep.

They all stand in silence as Barty starts snoring.

Regulus stands up, and offers Evan his chair. Evan's face is burning.

"We should all leave. Evan and Barty are going to need to talk," Dorcas says, standing up.

"Oh, they don't need to, Barty already said it all. He's 'in love with Rosie,'" Regulus mocks. Pandora slaps him playfully, and Evan wants to be mad.

But he is grinning ear to ear.

[the-most-faithful]

Is the Marauders Fandom Crossing the Line?

I found a creator on tiktok the other day who shared a detailed and very well-curated guide to the marauders fandom, I'll leave you the link to the video if you're interested here

It's a work that I respect a lot, it certainly took time but what strikes me is how the marauders fandom (by its own admission detached from the Harry Potter fandom) not only creates haedcanon but deliberately decides to change and deny the canon. In addition to inserting OCs like Chapman who can also be there, but they distort the characterizations, make characters like Remus orphans, give Severus the character of canon James and insert Evan Rosier in the Slytherin Skittles as a friend of Barty and Regulus.

Now I respect sub fandoms, even Slytherin Boys, because, except for rare cases, their fans admit that they are fanon features and do not confuse them with canon. But Marauders Fans do, they deliberately deny canon and forcibly change many things

So much so that I pointed it out and their response was this:

it's a FANON guide, so by the same logic why are those who do headcanons on the Snape Gang attacked? Why are those who stick to the canon insulted?

I repeat, I respect all subfandoms, all ships (even the strangest ones) I love fandom precisely because it is freedom. You can rewrite the story, give new traits to the characters, new settings and this is beautiful. But if you change the story so much then you necessarily end up detaching from the Canon and you must not use fanon sources as if they were canonical. We have reached the point where if we changed the names of the characters nothing would change in terms of plot. Marauders Fans consider stories like Crimson Rivers as a base. Come on Crimson is a remake of Hunger Games, another fandom, how can they use it? O.o

I know this may sound a little convoluted, but the point is that if you like the Marauders Fandom you should not use fanfiction or headcanons as a way to attack other characters.

By now the Marauders Fandom has distorted the story so much that it has nothing to do with Harry Potter, the fans love their inventions more than the original story. They love FemSirius, Reglus as a small helpless victim, Remus as an orphan and Casanova etc... The Marauders fans have distanced themselves from the canon because they don't like the canon, they have modified it to the point that sometimes they don't even remember what is true and what is their invention. These fanon guides, as much as they require time and effort, create confusion for new fans, people who take non-canonical information for good. I don't know, maybe we're getting a little out of hand?

I've never seen other subfandoms do this, Snape Gang, Slytherin Boys, Dramione shippers etc, they never tried to impose their views on others. This scares me a bit.

[rxsilabeth--er]

If your not accepting requests you can absolutely ignore this!!! I just found your content recently and got hooked

I absolutely adore trans!Reggie as a transman myself (literally starving for any content rn 😭) May I request trans!Reggie and Transman! Reader headcanons? Fluff and smut welcomed. Just imagine the bonding and inside jokes or comforting each other whenever they are dysphoric. T4T my beloved

:: Tit for Tat

Now calling....Author: "Hello?? Yes! Sorry, this took a bit long, I was working a lot due to school!! I hope this is okay, I'm a cis girl so no idea how I should go with this request, but I'll try!!"

Now calling....Synopsis: "Regulus, a boy who was wrongly first put in a girl's body dates you. You both are transmen and are dating. HCs about Reggie dating a transman! Reader"

Now calling....Warnings: "Transman!Reader|| Established relationship|| NSFW headcanons|| underage sex: fingering, riding, kissing, face riding.|| Barty sleeping with elder girls for fun|| smoking|| drinking, usual shit in marauder's era|| homophobic allies|| mentions of suicide|| Triggering content to some trans people, putting this here incase it does..|| Tell me if I did anything wrong, but please be nice! Thank you all for reading, liking and reblogging is greatly appreciated|| Bye!!||

▩ Now I suppose you both actually met in the Hogwarts express in first year as girls, you sat beside a gorgeous girl with black hair, pale skin, gorgeous eyes as a boy who matched her looks burst in, hugging her, "There you are, little bugger!! I'll be with James, Peter and Remus, don't cause troubles." he said as she nodded, before he smiled at you and walked away as you smiled and complimented her as she blushed softly, "Thanks." absolutely gorgeous.

▩ You and her sat in silence. But after a half-Korean boy, a boy with albinism, his twin sister and a girl with gorgeous dark skin and prettiest braids you've ever seen, one thing led to another and you all sat on the same table at the Great Hall with green decorating your table.

▩ And in second year, you both began liking each other, but the gorgeous girl with black hair and pale skin from Black family was nervous what her family will think or feel about her being a girl while dating a girl, but you promised to keep it a secret along with Sirius and you both began dating or more like like being in a kiddie relationship until it became sirius serious in 4th year.

▩ You both weren't just innocent girls no, with Barty, Evan, the marauders and so many dirty minded kids your age, you both also weren't innocent, making out in Myrtle's bathroom in the bathrooms, softly learning how to finger each other by Barty's instruction who was given to him when he slept with some elder Hogwarts girl.

▩ You eventually learned how to lock your doors, perform silencing charms earlier than most and more because your girlfriend couldn't keep her hands off of you and you got wet too quickly hearing her whines and her pushing her fingers over your stockings where your cunt would be.

▩ softly as you both grew until it was fifth year and your girlfriend began distancing herself from you, and things weren't going good, stress was building up for exams and stuff and on top of that, you started getting gender dysphoria and began questioning your identity as a girl.

▩ Barty and Evan began giving you cigarettes and drinks in forth years, pretty young, you knew that and it did help sometimes take off the stress and you saw SO many kids your age do it, Slytherins did not allow third years and below to drink or smoke, only allowed for forth years and fifth years, apparently it was a rule.

▩ One thing and it turned into half a bottle and you drunkenly stumbling to your girlfriend to whom you confessed everything and woke up the next day laying in bed against her. You and her both confessed your problems and agreed to be together during this journey. One was going to Madame Pomfrey secretly and having her give you testosterone shots or getting magical binders which literally vanish your boobs for as long as you wear it and it's so comfortable. Who knew wizards were so accepting? You definitely didn't. Well everyone other than purebloods.

▩ And by the end of fifth year, you and him cut your hair, Bellatrix tried cursing Regulus until Andromeda said she was acting like how a muggle would and suddenly, she was a homophobic ally, does that exist? Well, who knows, his parents, and Bellatrix sure were, though she did try to hex him, since he looked so manly and so muc like a guy, she forgot he was a girl after one point.

▩ His parents were thinking of disowning him, but that meant that the family house and fortune would go to Alphard and Aurelia, and she would rather be cruico'd than let that happen, so she named him as the heir, saying to people that since he was such a sick child, they didn't mention him, but his "sister" (aka his dead self) was a blood traitor, and people didn't really give a fuck.

▩ The most accepting of you both were Alphard and Aurelia, Regulus's uncle and aunt and Walrbuga's younger brother and ex-best friend because Alphard had a trans friend himself and he and Aurelia were bi before it had a name. They sent him so many letters, trying to bond with him and Sirius and it did work for a long time.

▩ Now speaking of you both being trans. He will take SUCH good care of you during your period or if you're feeling dysphoric or something, softly riding you pussy with his own, rubbing your clits together with his cold, ringed fingers as he praised you, telling you how handsome you are, stuff like that.

▩ Force you to sit on his face like it's a chair and eat you out for hours on end, tweaking your nipples, if you haven't had surgery or if you have, does not matter. But will be more gentle and only lick your nipples if you have had top surgery or something.

▩ Please please please! Comfort him when he gets dysphoric, he gets suicidal thoughts and you love him so much and he's so cute, and he needs all the comfort in the world. Loves it if you fuck the good thoughts into him~

© This writing work belongs to me, rxsilabeth--er, Aurelia, Rosilabeth, Cerine. Reblogging is appreciated, but plagiarizing or copying my works is forbidden, thank you for reading this and if you like this check out my blog!

[iluvchick3nz]

Hi everyone!

I received an ask today requesting a fic with Barty Crouch Jr. and Evan Rosier in it as main characters alongside the Cubs, and I just want to say that I won't be writing anything with them, nor any other characters in the Marauders fandom besides the ones that 1) are explicitly mentioned in SW/Vaincre AND 2) that are directly involved with the Cubs (a great example being Regulus as Leo's best friend). Otherwise, this is a Cubs blog, and will stay that way.

I don't know if any of you have seen, but there has been a massive legal infringement on transgender rights in the UK, with their Supreme Court deciding that the legal definition of a woman is based on biological sex, which will affect how transgender folks are treated under the Equality Act. She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has publically, ARDENTLY supported this ruling, as well as making some aphobic comments on social media. As such, I will not be involving any of her characters that don't need to be added. O'Knutzy is its own entity, courtesy of Hazel's brilliant brain, and is not created by the She-Devil.

I'm writing a post about this because I don't want any of you to think I don't read the asks, and to give this anon a justified answer as to why I wouldn't be writing the prompt. This is not to make anyone feel bad, nor to tell them to distance themselves from the Mauraders fandom. I know many people have found community and joy there! However, if you continue to interact with content, you must be aware of the effects it has. Supporting it, while not directly contributing to anything HP-related, signals that it is still an active fandom capable of being monetized (think: the Harry Potter TV series, for example- it only is happening because HP continues to be so popular in the secular world), which allows Her to continue having influence and a voice. I am not here to speak for the transgender friends that have found and continue to find community in the Marauder's fandom- they obviously have the right to engage with whatever content they would like, just like every other person! This is also not to stop people from enjoying the queer media they enjoy. But I encourage you to center trans voices and listen to them as things in the UK move forward (or, backward, I really should say). Furthermore, please support them, inform yourselves, and engage with queer media that is queer in its essence and is positively queer (such as Heartstopper! Or the hundreds of other books, TV shows, comics, movies, artists, etc. that are LGBTQIA+ and that we already have!).

As for me, I will continue to be just an O'Knutzy blog! They're so cute and lovely, and I love the community that I have found here!

I wrote a LOT yesterday, so expect another post in a couple of days! Have a lovely evening! <3 <3

[namusthetic]

Marauders' Era

The Slytherin Skittles

From the Marauders' Era fandom. Decided to lounge about in the Slytherin common room? Join the Skittles for a late night Slytherin chat.

Regulus A. Black

"From far away I wish I'd stayed with you, but here face to face, a stranger that I once knew.

I thought if I wandered I'd fall back in love. You said distance brings fondness, but guess not with us."

- Astronomy, Conan Gray

Doesn't ask for help

Overachiever

Covers his deep insecurities with a god-complex

Abandonment and trust issues

Suffers panic and anxiety attacks, the others know exactly what to do when it happens and huddle around him, holding hands and grounding him, until he starts breathing normally again and stops shaking

Protective of his chosen family

Instead of fighting to keep people in his life, he lets them go because in the end he thinks he's never enough to stay for

Hates loud noises and making noise when moving or walking

Deeply misunderstood

Tries to remain detached and cold as much as possible because knows he'd end up caring too deeply

Self-isolates when he doesn't know how to deal with his feelings, luckily, whenever that happens, the others storm his usual hiding spots and force him to go outside and enjoy himself

Escapes from his own thoughts by reading or listening to music compulsively

Barty Crouch Jr.

"I used to like liquor to get me inspired but you look so beautiful, my new supplier. I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking, but I found a different buzz.

The world is a curse, it'll kill if you let it I know they got pills that can help you forget it, they bottle it, call it medicine, but I don't need drugs. 'Cause I'm already high enough, you got me, you got me good."

- High Enough by K. Flay

covers his need for attention and approval with loudness and chaos

Fear of missing out

Afraid that people will forget about him and leave him behind

Avoids talking and thinking about his own feelings

Cannot control his emotions when overwhelmed

Hides it when deeply hurt

Clingy drunk, cries if left by himself

Has a soft spot for pets, especially dogs (once he even accidentally cuddled Padfoot without knowing it was actually Sirius)

Hopeless romantic when in a serious relationship

Incredibly intelligent, he just doesn't want to please his father in any way so he acts out

Jokes about his trauma in public, but ends up sleeping in Evan's bed whenever he has nightmares

ADHD kid

Makes dirty jokes all the time but is afraid of having a stable relationship and not being enough for his partner

Evan Rosier

"And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute that I (I) died (died) right inside your arms tonight? That I'm fine even after I have died? Because it was in your arms I died.

I cry in the afterlife, I cry hard because I have died, and you're alive. I try to escape afterlife, I try hard to get back inside your arms alive."

- Arms Tonite by Mother Mother

Calm and collected most of the time

Silent anger

Insomniac, spends the nights reading and listening to chill music

Deadly afraid of spiders, always asks Pandora to take them outside

Energy drinks and caffeine

If looks could kill

Tries to keep everyone from getting in trouble together with Dorcas

Doesn't pay attention in class but gets good grades anyway

Grew up too quickly

Joins Barty and Dorcas whenever they are tipsy and start a singing contest

Likes nights out with friends, randomly walking with no precise destination, a few drinks in hand and the warmth of chosen family around him

The observant, silent one

Always carries small perfume vials since he can't stand smells (sweat, cigarette smoke, etc.)

Pandora Rosier

"You don't have to be like everybody else, you don't have to fit into the norm, you are not here to conform. I am here to take a look inside myself, recognize that I could be the eye, the eye of the storm.

I am not my body, not my mind or my brain (ha), not my thoughts or feelings, I am not my DNA. I am the observer, I'm a witness of life, I live in the space between the stars and the sky."

- Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land by MARINA

Already figured who was going to end up in a relationship with whom years before it happened

Has a private gardening spot where she grows their own plants (especially herbs)

Follows the lunar calendar instead of the solar one, they all celebrate both new years with big parties

Wears long airy dresses with flower patterns and a dozen crystal necklaces and rings

Talks enthusiastically about everything she's passionate about with no restraints (and everyone loves listening to her talk)

Knows weird knowledge nobody knows from where

Walks Hogwarts' halls singing and with a spring in her step

Spends afternoons in the forest sketching fantastic beasts and feeding them treats

Loves making flower crowns, Regulus wears them whenever she makes one for him and hexes anyone who dares say something about it

Always has paint on her hands or face

Dorcas Meadowes

"Say my name, as every colour illuminates. We are shining, and we will never be afraid again.

And when we come for you, we'll be dressed up all in blue, with the ocean in our arms, kiss your eyes and kiss your palms.

And when it's time to pray, we'll be dressed up all in grey, with metal on our tongues, and silver in our lungs."

- Spectrum (Say My Name) by Florence and The Machine

Hates small talk and superficial friendships

Direct, immediately cuts straight to the point

Politically active against all kinds of discrimination and violence

Strong and determined to achieve what she wants

Ready to argue with anyone, anytime, anywhere

Knows exactly what she wants

Stays up late to read and listen to music in the common room

Has everything planned out

Neon lights and cocktails, loud music and cherry flavored lip balm

Travels a lot but is ready to return home immediately if one of her close friends needs her help

Elegant style, always impeccably dressed

Storms out of the dorm and takes a long walk whenever she feels she can't control her anger

Loves to listen to true crime podcasts

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So I love the Marauders' gang, but (I don't know if you guessed it) I really have a soft spot for the Skittles. To me they feel like the ones who never really even had a chance to be saved, who were left to fend for themselves and to die just because of their families and house. They were damaged as much as the others but found no one to help them but each other.

[blackcestfest]

Blackcest Fest Masterlist 

Categories: Femslash, Het, Sirius/Regulus, Sirius/Regulus/Other, Other Slash

Femslash: 

Eyes On The Bride by LesbianKJ Ships: Druella Rosier Black/Walburga Black, Druella Rosier Black/Minerva McGonagall Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 2,456

It's Druella Rosier and Cygnus Black's wedding, and Druella isn't acting like the proper bride.

Sweet Possession by sky_watcher_rose Ship: Walburga Black/Bellatrix Black Lestrange  Rating: E  Word count: 4624

Bellatrix has always worshipped the ground her aunt walks on - and so perhaps, Walburga thinks, this was inevitable. Bellatrix was always going to ask, and she was always going to say yes.

Bellatrix Black: An Elegy by @thistlecatfics Ships: Andromeda/Bellatrix, Bellatrix/Cygnus, Bellatrix/Rita Skeeter Rating: E  Wordcount: 5,328 Warnings: Non-con, underage

“Bellatrix Black Lestrange was survived by her husband, sister, nephew, and me, whatever I could be considered, if I could even be considered someone who survived her.”

Het: 

they wed by sanguis_in_excelsis @sanguisinexelsis Ship: Sirius Black/Bellatrix Black  Rating: G  Word count: 6446

and it goes better than expected  Sirius and Bellatrix, and their starry mythology

Vérité by MymbleHowl @st-clements-steps Ships: Sirius Black/Bellatrix Black Lestrange/Barty Crouch Jr. Rating: E  Wordcount: 2957

“By Salazar.” Surely she uses magic somehow to make her sigh resound through all their cells, “let me know when you meet a boy who doesn’t like it hard and fast, Bartemius." To Sirius she says, "darling, be a good boy for me and tell me what you’re doing?” Her voice sings across their dank surroundings. “Sometimes, babydoll, you have to let them take the lead.”

Daddy's Girl by @miss-grimwood Ship: Bellatrix/Cygnus  Rating: M  Word count: 1550  Warnings: underage, rape/non-con

Cygnus prepared Bellatrix to be a good wife to her future husband.

blue light of the flame by @sanguisinexelsis Ships: Sirius Black/Andromeda Black Tonks, Past Sirius/Bellatrix, Past Andromeda/Alphard   Rating: G Word count: 1,748

Andromeda goes to visit Sirius in Number Twelve the week before he dies. They say goodbye.

Her Good Boy by RottenPleasures @caitiewantstobeavadakedavrad Ship: Druella Rosier Black/Sirius Black  Rating: E  Wordcount: 1,273  Warnings: Underage

Walburga has always claimed that Sirius doesn’t know how to behave. Druella thinks that couldn’t be father from the truth.

Short Distance Between Love and Insanity by piximera @piximera-art Ship: Sirius/Bellatrix  Rating: E  Wordcount: 1,829

Bellatrix HATES Sirius, so why do they end up in bed together at every family ball?

M-A-M-A B-O-Y, Mama’s boy, Mama’s boy by Sagiko_AKA_RegulusBlackKinnieBITFW Ships: Walburga Black/Regulus Black, Past Walburga Black/Alphard Black  Rating: Explicit  Wordcount: 2101

Who says romance has to be dead just because her incesty brother died? Her son can always take his place.

Sirius/Regulus: 

Happiness by TheFaeSys @thesun-themoon-andtheirstars Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: T  Wordcount: 1184  Warnings: Mention of past abuse

After spending the first few weeks of the summer at the Potter's Sirius starts getting letters, a lot of letters. They don't stop and when Bellatrix shows up and drags him away to see his brother, Sirius relents, vowing to bring him back to the Potter's.

(ART) That Time My Brother Kissed Me and Not His Boyfriend by @acydpop Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: G 

Sirius didn't know that polyjuicing into one of his mates would lead to a surprise he never saw coming.

Kisses Are For Lovers by DeathBecomesJade @sniperjade Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: E  Wordcount: 13,447  Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Attempted Suicide

Regulus has always loved Sirius but for as long as he can remember Sirius has always pushed him away. He lost track of him after Hogwarts but now that he is free from his mother's influence and has found Sirius again, he will never let him go.

A Candle in the Dark by @ticigi Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: E  Wordcount: 6,674  Warnings: Underage, Referenced non-con

"Hey, Reggie? Want to see the stars with me, just like old times?”

Now That We Don't Talk by @melissamwrites Ship: Sirius/Regulus  Rating: E  Word count: 18,943  Warnings: Past Child Abuse, underage (17 year old)

Sirius and Regulus have been estranged since Sirius ran away at the age of 16 with his best friend from boarding school, James Potter. But they have recently moved to London (the Potters are insistent that they try and work for a living). James is trying to get into a new relationship, but Sirius feels lonely and tries to reach out to some old friends.

Take My Body by acari @ghaniblue Ship: Regulus/Sirius  Rating: E Wordcount: 3140  Warnings: Underage

The last person Sirius expected to find on his front step was his estranged little brother begging Sirius to fuck him.

Winner Takes All by @the-invisibility-bloke Ship: Sirius/Regulus  Rating: E  Wordcount: 8,893  Warnings: Underage

"You call that a kiss?" It’s all fun and games until it’s fun and games and groping.

The Ties That Bind Me (To Horoscopes and Fate) by @tenrousei-kuroi Ship: Sirius/Regulus  Rating: E  Wordcount: 6,007  Warnings: rape/non-con, moderate violence, underage, physical abuse

"Sirius could hear Orion in Regulus's room in the middle of the night when they were supposed to be sleeping. One of those nights he decides to sneak into his brother's room after their father leaves, just to check on him, but what he sees makes it impossible not to take advantage of the situation."

Lessons by dalula Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: Explicit  Wordcount: 2026  Warnings: Underage

Before starting Hogwarts, the Black siblings are extremely sheltered. When Sirius comes back after his first term, he can't wait to show Regulus that he can use what's between his legs to make himself feel better.

Sirius/Regulus/Other: 

Love in Different Shapes by Shadowmun @mundrakan Ship: Sirius/Regulus + Severus  Rating: E  Wordcount: 2742  Warnings: Rape/non-con, underage

Father asked Regulus to dose Sirius with a potion, so he would find an "illegible partner" and return to the family to do his duty of marrying and producing beautiful little pure-blood children. Too late Regulus finds out: Father didn't read the fine print.

Naughty, Knotty, Naughty by BrokenBoughs Ships: Regulus/Sirius, Regulus/Sirius/Harry  Rating: E  Wordcount: 1k 

Regulus tells Harry a bit of Black history.

With Seed As Strong As Blood by @greenmegsnoham Ships: Orion Black/Regulus Black, Regulus Black/Sirius Black, Orion Black/Regulus Black/Sirius Black  Rating: E Warnings: Underage, Rape/Non-con  Wordcount: 2,200

"You want him," Orion states unquestioningly, his fingers trailing along Regulus' side to the dip of his waist and those widening hips... "Do your duty," Orion commands Sirius, "and you shall have your fill of our sweet Omega."

Take me with you (find a way) by cassetteinability @onehundredflamingos Ship: Regulus/Sirius/Narcissa  Rating: E  Wordcount: 10,352

When Walburga sets up a wedding between Regulus and Narcissa, Sirius vows to do whatever it takes to get back to his brother.

James Knows by @goldenbi Ships: Regulus Black/Sirius Black/James Potter  Rating: E  Wordcount: 5,030  Warnings: Underage Sex

James knew his best friend. He knew his best friend more than anyone else could know another person. From the first moment they met they were in sync in almost every way. Nearly every sentence that included James also included Sirius. Sirius’s wand felt just as natural in his hand as James’s own. They were closer than any two people could be. It was as if their very souls were made of the same bright light. So why didn’t Sirius admit that he was fucking his own brother?

Other Slash:

finders keepers by dalula Ship: Draco Malfoy/Sirius Black  Rating: E  Wordcount: 1269  Warnings: Underage, Animagus Bestiality

Draco finds Padfoot on the grounds at Hogwarts and smuggles him into his dorm. He's always wanted a dog.

[kakesuki]

Some Regulus thoughts because that boy lives rent free in my head.

I honestly dislike when he is characterized as a poor abandoned puppy that was just lost in life and crying at the smallest inconvenience because that's just not my Regulus.

For me, that boy was actually an amazing brain. I view him as a morally grey person to the core; my head canon is that actually, unlike the opinions that he genuinely felt bad for the muggles, he just didn't care. For me Regulus would just view himself superior to most and couldn't care less about who's dying. He wouldn't actually want to go out of his way to kill them, but he wouldn't feel bad for it either. I feel like he would be the kind of person that wouldn't give a shit until things actually touch him.

He canonically cared for his house elf and since they are technically at the very bottom, like even muggle born witches and wizards disrespects them, in my mind the whole blood purity thing wouldn't matter to him. Considering the headcanon that he's friend with Dorcas, Pandora, Barty and Evan for me Regulus would actually judge based on the power abilities. And that's what I think he was seeking by following Voldemort.

For me, he wanted power. I don't think of him as a Voldemort fanboy because once again I just view Regulus as someone who is too proud for that. Boy was a black; the idea of him following someone, even the dark lord himself, with heart shaped eyes gives me the irk. He admired him; admired his power, followers and the fact that people were scared of him, for sure, but not to the point where he was loyal or anything of the kind.

Regulus wasn't forced to follow Voldemort, he choosed to because yes that man is a monster but he's still a great wizard. And honestly? Fair.

And because of all of those reasons when Voldenort touched something that was his, one of his properties, someone he actually cared about, Regulus betrayed him. Because in the end the boy is a black, not some small little doll you can play with and toss around afterwards. That was a direct insult to him and to his name, and I don't see him letting that slide.

He was obviously intelligent, and I prefer thinking that he figured the whole horcruxes thing himself. And his letter just...go with that idea I have of Regulus so much.

I love when he's written like a martyr, don't get me wrong, but dark Regulus just hit different. Regulus who IS the prince and Slytherin and embraces that position. The 'baby black' surname is really really cute of course, but I can't imagine him letting that slide from anyone who isn't one of his direct friends. And, for some reason, I also feel like he wouldn't like Snape. Not for the same reasons as Sirius (Even if I do think that the fact Sirius hates him would also affect his opinion, because even with all that in my mind he'd still genuinely live his brother. At least in secret), but just...still not like him. Probably recognizing his talent, and who knows even sharing the same circles when Snape was with Lucius, but just keeping his distance from him because there is no world where they would be friends.

In conclusion, for me Reg is a badass that actually only does what HE wants when HE wants.

[starchaseriseverything]

Regulus could hear laughing all the way down the hall, and he knew what day it was just from their laughs. April 1st, April fools day. Regulus groans. "Why?" He mumbles frustrated.

Screams come next, then Barty and Evan's laughs. Regulus sighs. "Fuck."

"Having fun, Reggie?"

"James, what did you do?" Regulus asks spinning around to face his boyfriend.

James puts his hands up. "Nothing." He smirks. "It was Sirius who suggested it. I just planted the idea in his head and theirs."

Regulus sighs again. "Why must you be like this?"

"It's called being fun. You should try it sometime."

"I am fun."

James raises his eyebrows. "Really?"

"Mmh."

"Ok, prank someone."

Regulus' eyebrows and his eyes go wide in surprise. "What?"

"Prank someone if you're so fun." He says while putting his face right in front of Regulus's.

Regulus scoffs. "I'm not doing that."

James humms. "That just proves my point." He moves his face away.

Regulus narrows his eyes. "Fine. What shall I do?"

"I don't know. It's your prank."

Regulus sighs. "James,"

James smiles. "Have fun deciding." He says as he walks away.

"James!"

What am I supposed to do? Regulus thinks as he walks back to the Slytherin common room.

Dorcas and Pandora are sitting next to each other looking..... depressed? "Cas, Dora, what's wrong?"

Dorcas sighs. "Marlene's pranking people with James and Lily's supervising."

Regulus humms. "What are you thinking about, Reg?" Pandora asks.

"James said I wasn't fun, and now I have to prank someone."

Dorcas laughs. "Reg, I hate to tell you, but you're not fun."

"I know that, I just wasn't thinking."

"Clearly." Pandora responds.

"Help?"

Dorcas thinks for a minute. "Sure, why not. There's nothing else to do anyway."

"Yeah, let's do it."

It might have taken two hours, but they finally came up with something and someone to prank - or <someone's>.

Regulus hears it going off in the distance and all the screams - mainly the girls. Slime was their choice. Green slime in the Gryffindor common room.

It was Pandora' idea to prank all of Gryffindor - or Lily and Marlene, too - but they couldn't just get only a specific people in there, so all of Gryffindor was the choice. They did choose the Marauders spot, though.

Regulus, Pandora, and Dorcas laugh as Evan and Barty come in the common room completely drenched in green slime. "You were in the common room." Dorcas manages to spit out before she goes back to laughing.

"Yeah." Barty says sternly. "This was your doing?"

"Well, it was Reg' idea."

Evan spins to face Regulus. "Yours?"

Regulus nods, still laughing. "Stop laughing!" Barty yells. "It's not funny." He mumbles.

Pandora breaks back into a fit of giggles. "Yeah, it is."

Lily, Marlene, and James come trudging Ina in they all burst out laughing again. "Jamie!" Marlene cries out. "Look what you did!"

"I didn't think he'd go through with it!" James responds. "He's not fun!"

"Yeah, well, he proved that wrong." Lily mutters.

Pandora snickers one last time before looking at her girlfriend. "Hey, Lils."

Lily points an accusing finger at her girlfriend. "This is all you."

"Sorry?"

Lily narrows her eyes at Pandora and marches back out, Pandora following, wand in hand. Marlene almost slips, and James catches her before she falls but then falls into Barty, which makes them all fall when Barty bumps into Evan.

Dorcas and Regulus burst out laughing at their partners and friends. Dorcas grabs her wand and cleans up Marlene before pulling her up off the ground and to the girls' dormitories.

"Reg!" Barty cries. "Clean us up!"

Regulus chuckles. "No."

"This was your fault!" Evan exclaims.

Regulus sighs and tosses Barty his wand from where it landed when he fell. "There, clean yourselves."

Barty sighs and cleans up both him and Evan and his wand before they go up to the boys' dormitories. Regulus sits on the couch and watches James struggle and fail to grab his wand from his pocket.

Regulus just sighs for what felt like the a millionth time that day and grabs his own wand and cleans up James from where he's sitting. James gets up and lays his head down in Regulus' lap before he starts playing with Regulus' hair.

"What are you doing?"

"Playing with your hair. It's soft and curly."

"And tamed unlike yours."

James smiles. "You like it. Especially when -"

"Don't finish that sentence."

James just smiles even wider in return. "I love you, Regulus Black."

"I love you, too, James Potter."

[starzzmissthesun]

I'm here to hear!!!! Please rant about whatever you want cause I want to know everything abt this fic

Hii!!! So first and foremost I made a basic post about this and the characters' roles a while a go here,->

But I'll go into more depth now, because I have the full idea of exactly how it'll all go, though I still want to keep some stuff secret just cause it'll be more fun for y'all I think. As I said, this isn't going to exactly follow the plot of preachers daughter, but I will be using the main themes and subjects surrounding it, along with ones to do with the individual identities of reg + barty. This is set in Louisiana between 1995-1999, though there are memories to when they were kids(but not very often). Sirius is about 10 years older than reg and left the family when reg was just 8. And once his dad died 2 years later, his mother (who was already dealing with some issues) falls completely grief stricken and falls further into her mental illness, leaving Regulus to take care of both of them for her. Barty and reg used to be friends when they were quite young, but the first few years after orions death kept Regulus quite busy and he was kept home by his mom most of the time to "protect him" so they grew distanced. Eventually they got competitive with their schooling and all that. So this is where we pick up the story, Regulus is on his first day of grade 10, and because it's such a small town, they're in all the same classes. Now, the things I used from the story of PD especially were the different parental relationships, generational trauma(for both of them, but shown in VERY different ways), religious trauma(specifically Catholic because that's what I grew up in so it's the deno. I know best, but also. Cults. ), lots and LOTS of fate, the American Dream and pressures from it. This story is very dark and is very horror adjacent, but more so in an eery "some things not right" , disturbing kind of way, though there are some VERY in your face moments that are used for very specific reasons. The main settings for this is the small (made up) town of St peters louisiana, a road trip up the east coast, Nebraska (😧), Helena Montana, and California. There is SO SO SO much foreshadowing and metaphors/symbols I've hidden all over the place. Like genuinely, every thing they do or don't do is incredibly intentional for each character and themes. There is extreme foreshadowing within just the first few chapters. Anyways, any other questions, feel free to shoot another ask!! Also I will be putting out the pintrest board I made for it soon(which has lots of main plot points littered throughout it), and the chapter by chapter playlist because each chapter has a specific song. It's gonna veryyy long, ive still got the last quarter give or take to finish drafting out and I'm at 53 chapters so far. Anyways! I've started writing it finally cause I've been drafting this out for the last 4 months🙏 but, yeah, any thing else at all you're curious about to do with this send me an ask cause it my favourite thing ever😭

[thorn-rosed]

Why is all we ever do is seek for glory and success?

Until the glory becomes prison, and the success turns to stress

The high gave us wings, but they were made of paper

Oh lord, take me back to before this torture chamber

I do not care about the money or the fame

Fuck no, it doesnt matter if they don't know my name

Barty Crouch Jr ;

The italian drummer and background singer seems like the heart of the group. He is energetic and outgoing, a little bit crazy and the absolute fan-favourite. Fans have been questioning his sexuality for the past few years, but it wasnt until the last pride month he finally made a statement: "I don't give a fuck about your gender. If you're hot imma smash you. Hell, I'd go down on a car it looks at me right way." Barty is accused of having an affair with Evan Rosier, due to flirty comments or making out on stage. How serious this should be taken can only be guessed, because neither of them made a statement to this yet. The background singer is streaming on Twitch every Monday, Wednedsay and Saturday at 10pm MET.

Evan Rosier ;

He is french, he is unsettling, and he is probably the bands' biggest unknown syllable. While he seems to be quite comfortable around his friends, the bassist seems tense and out of place as soon as the camera is turned on. Yet, once he is surrounded by fans or not under pressure, Evan is pretty demanding and creepy. With statemente like "I am the only god." or "If you dare to visit me tonight, I'll cut you open and fuck the insides." he is often target for criticism. The latter quote was a statement towards Barty, which people rumour Evan has an affair with.

Regulus Black ;

Born into a family with old money and a good reputation, the youngest son of the black empire was supposed to follow the family tradition and inherit his father's companies. This was after Regulus' older brother Sirius ran away and distanced himself from the family, making Regulus the only heir. But to his parents' disappointment, the musician decided to follow his passion instead, and became the guitarist of the band "Magic Mayhem". To everyone's shock, Regulus was spotted on what seemed to a date with his brother's best friend, James Potter, not long after that. A month later they confirmed their relationship, and said that it had going on for a few years already.

Pandora Rosier ;

She's calm, collected and exzentric: Pandora Rosier, Evan's twin sister, is the angel of the group. There are barely any who can say a bad word about her, though she does seem weird from time to time. For example, often she tells people their future or blesses them. Pandora labels herself as a witch, and even people who normally dont really believe her, seem to trust Pandora automatically. This could be part of the witch-thing, or simply be her calming aura. The singer impresses fans with her big vocal range, making her able to sing almost everything from metal to opera. And Pandora has a hidden talent! As a child she learned to play the violin, and according to herself, she still does it quite often. So far this talent has not been used for any songs, but perhaps it will one day!

I just want back my peace, want back my old life

Before the devil is here, with that grin and his knive

Because he knows that he can hurt me

he knows I can't fight what I can't see

And the reason for it all is, oh yes!

That all we ever do is seek for power and success