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what if I tell you I need more fics where regulus just wants to kiss james with james' glasses on reg's face, because he didn't know what his jamie saw in him to love him so much......
okay bye
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Thinking about Sirius still being Regulus' emergency contact even after they're estranged
No matter what happened between, Regulus always wanted Sirius to be the first to know if something happened to him
Regulus never knew it, but if he'd been called, Sirius would've come running
This is making me want to write a fic where Regulus dies in an accident and they call Sirius
it's 1 AM here and I am already sad. love tumblr!
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Regulus calls James "Jem" and "sunshine" and James calls Regulus "love" and "sweetheart"
Sirius calls Remus "ma lune" and "moonbeam" and Remus calls Sirius "fy seren" and "dove"
Lily calls Pandora "beautiful" and "lovie" and Pandora calls Lily "water lily" and "mon cœur"
Barty calls Evan "Rosie" and "tesoro" and Evan calls Barty "Bee" and "ma moitié"
Peter calls Xeno "mein engel" and "handsome" and Xeno calls Peter "darling" and "lovely"
Marlene calls Dorcas "Cassie" and "honey" and Dorcas calls Marlene "baby" and "silly"
this makes me cry in happiness :(
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reblog if you think sign language should be taught as a language in schools.
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dirty death eater (?)
“Oh Merlin.”
Regulus looks away. “I’ll understand if you want to end this—“
“End this? Baby, what are you on about? I’ll not leave you for this.”
James pulls Regulus to his chest, holding him tight as he shields his face from people that aren’t there. Because they aren’t in a hallway. Because they’re in the Room of Requirement.
“Listen to me, we will get through this, nothing to be ashamed of, I promise.”
“I thought you would be disgusted by this,” Regulus mumbles, his voice muffled by James’ shirt.
James shakes his head, patting Regulus’ hair in what he hopes is a comforting manner.
“I’ll never be disgusted by you, Reg, especially not by this.”
They stay like that just holding each other. And then, almost imperceptibly, James talks again.
“I’ve considered it once, you know.”
Regulus reels back instantly, shocked out of his mind. He looks like he wants to say something but he’s too stunned to speak.
“What? Don’t look at me like that, it’s not as strange as it sounds.”
“James, I don’t understand, I—“
“Many people do it, why can’t I?”
“What? James how can you say that?”
“Why, Regulus, don’t be such a hypocrite now,” James frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’ve even seen your brother do it too. By accident, mind you, but it counts, I think.”
Regulus’ eyes bulge. “My brother? There’s no way in hell he would— Wait, what do you mean by accident?”
James scratches the back of his neck, grimacing. “He’s going to kill me if he finds out I told you this but, there’s this thing that’s called ‘worms in dirt’, a muggle dish —Remus introduced it to us, the heathen— that’s basically chocolate mousse with crumbled chocolate biscuits on top and candy worms, can you believe it?” James chuckles in disbelief and Regulus looks more and more lost by the second. “Anyway, Sirius loves it whenever Remus makes it so the other day we played a prank on Sirius and instead of chocolate biscuits we put dirt, actual dirt. Oh Reg, you should’ve seen his face and— Wait, baby what’s wrong?”
“James,” Regulus looks aghast. “I said I’m a Death Eater, not a dirt eater. I’m not eating dirt, I’m serving the Dark Lord.”
The silence is defeating. They just stand there, looking at each other. James is the one who breaks it first.
“Oh." he says. "So you mean…”
“Yes.”
“Oh.” James blinks, once. “Well, that makes more sense, yeah.”
for @rae-lune who inspired this whole thing
oh james 😭
a perspective to add on the rebel black brothers, because in my heart they are just so broken:
- sirius is a loud rebel, like he would grow his hair in long waves and style them up, stand against his family to defend his stances, paint his nails in various colours, born a leftie and will stay as one to be himself.
- regulus is a silent rebel, like he would cut his hair the shorter he could and keep them long enough till his mother forcefully cuts them, he would stand against his family's ideals in ways (respecting elfs, hexing bullies, standing against for misconduct), paint small shapes on his nails, be an ambidextrous to be comfortable AND piss his mother
both are rebels in their own way, canonically, and they should be understood in a lens that brings out their individuality.
