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Sirius, texting James: "Emergency. Remus just said 'good morning' to me in Welsh. What do I do?" James: "Propose." Sirius: "NOT HELPFUL."

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tumblr is fun in the way that i giggle about a blog i follow liking or reposting my stuff, meanwhile across the world some 20yo nerd that identifies with Regulus Black a concerning amount is giggling about my post an equal amount

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Barty and Evan would love to run one of those frat car wash (broom wash?) fundraiser things

They’d try to get reg to join but he refuses and threatens to kill them if they insist so instead he just manages the money

James and Sirius do join. Sirius didnt want to until he realized he could put on a show for Remus “most jealous man alive that will fuck you into remembering youre his” Lupin. James does it because it seems fun, giving Reg a show was just a nice side effect

They make it into a competition w evan and barty to see which pair gets more tips

They also make Frank join, for which Alice is oh so very grateful and she drives by to get her car washed/broom polished like three times in a row just because

Gilderoy acts like he’s rejecting their offer to join them except nobody asked him to at all. they keep rejecting him and he acts like he’s the one rejecting them because he’s too busy. Barty wants to curse him very badly, Peter stops him

It all spirals, they make a ton of money because this is te technically a new concept for wizards and its revolutionary (muggleborns and halfbloods are amused by the amazement)

The girls join them for next time so now they’re two teams. it 100% is a competition

Mary is a fan favorite and gets an insane amount of tips

Dorcas only joins bc she wants to be up and close to watch Marlene the whole time, plus she gets to touch her

Lily usually joins Regulus managing the money until one day Marlene is sick so she replaces her. Pandora conveniently buys a broom thay very same day and takes it to get cleaned even tho it’s new and spotless

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james "i never do casual" potter sleeping with someone else every single day after he and regulus break up & regulus "i only do casual" black never daring to touch anyone else after they break up

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Regulus who learned to be an animagus to sneak out of his room and onto his roof at night

Regulus who soon learned being an animagus comes in equally is handy to sneak around the castle at night

Regulus who crosses paths as an animagus with James when he was out for a prank, and he couldn’t stay away. its always easier to give into what he wants when he’s a cat

Regulus who finds out James is really good at petting

Regulus who acts like it didn’t happen at all

Regulus who keeps sneaking out to walk around and clear his mind and keeps every once in a while bumping into James, more and more until it’s every night he can’t escape James finding him to play

Regulus who starts actively looking for James because, well, James will find him anyway so let’s save themselves the time

Regulus who once a month can’t find James and james apparently can’t find him either, but he gets visits of a stag in the courtyard

Regulus who one night finds james drunk, after he snuck out of a gryffindor party, and keeps him company until he sobers up. James doesn’t, he talks and talks to the cat. At one point he tells him he reminds him of a boy he likes. they fall asleep together for the first time

Regulus who learned enough about animagi to become one and do silly things, not caring much about the details for the first time in his life. Regulus who therefore doesn’t know animagi can accidentally turn back human in their sleep, o even turn back into animals all without waking up

James who wakes up at 4am in some hallway, still tipsy and with a headache, and looks down to see regulus laying down on top of him fast asleep

James who says “i knew it” before falling back asleep and acting like nothing happened

Regulus who woke up an hour later, a cat again, in horror at how well he slept. He claw James’ hands to jolt him awake before leaving him there and going back to his room

James and Regulus who end up routinely sleeping on James’ bed, because James wants to and Regulus is convinced nobody will know anyway if he’s a cat

Regulus who turns switches between human and animal repeatedly in his sleep and James keeps acting like he doesn’t know but still charms his curtains every time so nobody will ever see

Regulus who wakes up from a bad nightmare in James’ bed and James hurries to comfort and reassure him

Regulus who is still in shock from the nightmare it takes him a second to realize he’s a human… around James

Regulus who takes evem longer to realize James isn’t reacting at all to the fact he is a human in his bed… he is Regulus of all people, in his bed

and then they kiss mwah mwah thank you

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James being more concerned he likes Regulus than the fact he likes men is real to ME

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tiny baby James Potter trying to help his mother bake his fathers birthday cake and accidentally setting the kitchen on fire somehow

Grown up James Potter-Black coming home from work on his birthday to find his husband trying to put out the fire that baby Harry accidentally set while the two of them baked James' birthday cake.

like father, like son

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My body is burning up because of you

My heart thirsts because of you

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a little wolfstar childhood analysis i wrote because i cant stop thinking about how their childhoods were so similar in such different ways

Sirius Black was born in winter. He supposes that was an omen for his childhood. He was raised in an achingly cold house. The eight different fireplaces did nothing to replace the lacking warmth of arms that refused to hug him. Everything he remembers stung the way only freezing water could, straight through the muscle, settling into his bones. Sirius was surrounded by it, all the time, everywhere, as if floating in the ocean in the middle of December. The ring on his mother’s hand as it cut into his cheek. The plate of soup Regulus snuck up to his room hours after everyone else had had their dinner. The biting remarks, never yelling, never passion that would imply care. 

That was the thing Sirius hated most about the place he couldn't quite call home. Walburga never showed hatred towards him, not past a disgusted look or a particularly harmful punishment. She never screamed, never let her frustration with him show. Emotions and respect couldn't go hand in hand in his mother’s eyes. There was terrifying power to be found in a masked face like hers.

Orion on his part, well, he wasn’t there, not in any way that counted. Nothing more than a cold shoulder. He was the ghost of the house, invisible and haunting. A shell of a real human person, robotic, like he had one goal in life, one duty, and he’d given up on what others called living.

The thing about the cold is, it’s numbing. It starts slow, you lose touch with reality as your fingers stop working. Your body shivers, an automatic response to shake you awake, force yourself to be your own source of warmth, but it can’t ward off the cold for too long. Your reactions, your response time becomes slow, your mind foggy like the snow storms is somehow reaching inside you. After some time, you don’t even feel the cold. The ice keeps forming around you as hypothermia sets in. 

It traps you, keeps you in the water frozen in place, unable to escape. For a long time, Sirius let it happen. He felt the ice form around his cheeks, swallow half of him, only part of his face above water. Not quite sinking, not quite floating. There was no rope in the water he could use to pull himself up from under the ice, and if there had been his hands would have fallen off from frostbite before he made a fist.

What they don’t tell you about freezing to death is, the scary part is when you stop shivering. You don’t feel pain, but you know. Your body is giving up. Sirius didn’t know this would happen, nobody told him. He only realized it when he saw it happen to Regulus. Watched him drown and sink to the bottom. That day, Sirius had the awful realization Regulus had taken into Orion’s steps.

Worst of all, Sirius saw that he had turned into his Mother. Seeing feelings as a weakness, a flaw. He had learned very early on to embrace the cold, let it freeze his muscles so he couldn't even smile, or cry, or frown. Blank slate like a snowy mountain. And now he realized he missed it, forgot how to even. Hated that he couldn’t bear to be seen crying just as much as he hated the fact he even wanted to cry.

“Pads?” Remus. God Sirius hadn’t even heard the door open.

Sirius couldn’t reply, his voice even through the curtain would show how hurt he was. He tried to swallow, gather himself, but he couldn’t find the words to play it off. Remus, oh thank Merlin for Remus, just waited patiently on the other side of Sirius’ canopy.

After some time, a few tissues and cleaning spells, Sirius opened the curtains to let Remus in. It was always easier than talking, to just, be with him. Remus seemed to know that, because for a long time he didn’t speak. They just sat side by side until Sirius found his voice again.

“I’m sorry if i worried you”, was the best he could come up with. “I didn’t mean to storm out”

“It’s alright, though I think you’ll have to talk to Prongs, maybe buy him something at Honeydukes”. When Sirius didn’t laugh, Remus finally turned to look at him properly. Saw the shame in Sirius’ eyes as he zeroed in on his hands as he flexed them opened and closed over, and over again.

“It’s my parents”, and Remus nodded because he had guessed that much. He waited for Sirius to continue, but it became clear he wouldn’t, head tilted down fully focused on the movement of his own hands. 

“I, well, it’s not exactly the same for me but”, Remus took Sirius’ hand in his own to get his attention, “I understand what it’s like”.

Sirius’ head snapped up and the tears that had been welling up fell as he widened his eyes, “You mean, your parents, they…”

Remus Lupin grew up in a warm home. The kind of warmth carried in freshly baked cookies, afternoons gardening, hot cocoa, the sunshine that was Hope Lupin. The heat at the bottom of a bottle. The burning of yelling. The fire that rested in Lyall Lupin’s anger.

If you asked Lyall Lupin, though you’d need to force veritaserum down his throat first, if he loves his son, he'd tell you he doesn’t know. He’d tell you he once did. Back when he saw this miracle crawling all over the house, saw his smile as he rested on Hope’s hip. Back when he thought he had broken the cycle. Thought his son didn’t carry the fire that was consuming him all his life. Thought, “This is what i could have been”, marveled over his wife’s magic like she was the cure and didn’t resent the sight of his son being a better version of himself. And then Remus turned four.

They say if you submerge a frog in water and slowly raise its temperature, it doesn't notice it’s being boiled alive. Remus can testify this is not the case for wolves. Remus grew up with the kind of warmth you associate with love, but by the time he was all grown up, the house was on fire, the flames not just licking his skin but biting into his core. How can a flower bloom in a burning garden?

He noticed. He knew the moment the match was struck, when he was four, the moment it hit the kerosene covered floor, when his mother died ten years later. The burning reached the beams that held their house up, that made it a home, and slowly they were reduced to ashes. The whole time Remus could feel the heat rising beyond comfort, couldn't escape it, felt the sweat at the back of his neck like a constant reminder. He was boiling alive and he knew it. He couldn't tell if his father noticed it too and simply didn’t care to stop it.

“Not like yours but” Remus took a breath in. Talking about his mother was something he avoided. ”My mom was good. She um, she really wanted to be a mother you see. So when I came around, I was like this marvelous thing to her. She was my first and only friend for most of my life.” He swallowed thickly, and Sirius watched patiently as he gathered himself.

“When I got bit, she sort of, I can’t explain it, she went hollow. She was still great, don't get me wrong, she did everything right, but it was like, she loved me without heart. I think she never recovered from that night, I really scared her. The medics say I was dead for some minutes before they brought me back”. Remus heard Sirius’ breath hitch but ignored it, he refused to look into what that meant. “Everything felt colder after that night”.

“And your father?” Sirius’ voice shook with the question and Remus realized Sirius had new tears forming. He squeezed his hand.

“My father, he’s always had issues with control. From what mom used to tell me. Self control, you know, with alcohol. And anger too. I suppose that’s where I got it from.” Remus tries, he really does, to keep the resentment from his voice. He always fails. “He was good the first few years of my life, I think mom had cracked the secret code to stabilizing him. But after she, um, faded, he got worse. The way he sees it, his son did die that night. Whatever I am, it’s nothing to him.”

“Moons…”. It took Sirius breaking the silence for Remus to realize he was squeezing his hand too hard. He let go and shook his head before hurrying to continue.

“Anyway, um. We got into some fights, I guess, here and there. Mom tried but she never really could get him to calm down anymore, didn’t have the energy. It was like, he sensed her light dimming and his best way to light up the house again was to set it ablaze. And then, you know”, He cleared his throat past the lump that was forming there. “Mom died, and it got so much worse. However little her presence was helping, it just, evaporated. We can’t even stand to be in the same room anymore, Dad and I, so we don’t”. 

Remus closed his mouth to swallow but it never opened again, not for a long while. He sat with Sirius and thought about how different things were two years ago, fourteen years ago. She’d be so sad to know, he thinks, that we don’t play music in the sitting room anymore. No point, with all the yelling that would drown it out.

“I didn’t know,” Sirius finally said, voice hoarse.

“Not a lot of people do,” Remus replied, almost lightly. like the weight of it hadn’t been crippling him for years. “That’s sort of the point, isn’t it?”

Sirius huffed out something that wasn’t quite a laugh. “Yeah.”

Remus nudged his knee against Sirius’, just barely, just enough. “We’re not them, you know.”

Sirius exhaled. “I know.”

He didn’t, not entirely. The cold still sat in his chest, made his cheeks red and nose runny, still pressed against his ribs like a weight he might never shake. But for the first time, with Remus beside him, he thought maybe he didn’t have to. Maybe warmth wasn’t something he had to summon on his own. Maybe it could find him.

They fell into silence again, but it wasn’t asphyxiating cold, and it wasn't uncomfortably hot. In the quiet of their dorm, in the privacy of his bed, Sirius let his head fall on Remus’ shoulder and simply exist.

Sirius Black, born in winter, thought perhaps he wouldn’t die of it. Not as long as he had the fire of Remus Lupin’s love with him. He wondered if Remus knew, knew that the way the moon moves tides was nothing compared to the way Remus made the cold water leave Sirius’ lungs. He did not realize next to him Remus was thanking the stars for the cooling breeze that was Sirius’ acceptance, and for the first time in two years, Remus felt the taste of smokeless oxygen, felt his throat grow less dry.

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evan’s nickname being rosie gives the same energy as a pit bull named cupcake

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anyone who uses a wlw tag for more reach, you’re not just being incredibly disrespectful and annoying but also very stupid. to elaborate, dorlene is easily the most popular wlw ship in the marauders fandom. this is how many people on tumblr follow the tag:

and the most popular mlm ship:

like just look at that difference. is there really any need to bother 3.8k people with irrelevant content when you are reaching up to 132k people with the correct tag?

additionally, the tags below have plenty of followers as well. they’re general, they work for all ships, and reach much more people than any wlw tag will:

it’s just to say that there’s already not much content on them and it becomes harder to look for it when the tag is polluted with mlm content that doesn’t even need more reach. it has more than enough already. marylily has maybe more than 1k followers and other wlw ships are so small they don’t even display number of followers on them. i will always get more notes on my jegulus and wolfstar posts than i do on any posts i make about the women. there has never been a need to tag a wolfstar post with pandalily to get more reach. it’s stupid. be mindful!!!

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Pandora as a seer and Regulus as her friend are wondering about love in their first year at Hogwarts

Regulus: do you see someone?

Pandora: yeah, but it’s kinda… weird

Regulus: what do you mean?

Pandora: for some reasons you’ll dating a deer

Regulus: a deer?

Pandora: maybe it’s a metaphor?

Regulus: doesn’t make it better

A few years ago

Regulus: *dating with James*

Regulus: well

Regulus: fuck

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regulus black hates silence. can’t stand it really. not to say he’s fond of loud noises 24/7 but he just finds silence eerie. silence in grimmauld felt suffocating. that’s why he loves sharing a dorm with Evan and Barty, they never shut up. literally ever. they have arguments regulus could end in seconds pulling open a book, except he never does because he likes the sound, and also now he’s kind of interested to see how Barty is gonna debate his way out of saying amortientia isn’t that powerful.

barty crouch jr hates not being listened to. his father did it all his life and he can’t stand it. he needs to know people care enough to listen. That’s why he loves rooming with Evan and Regulus. Evan will always respond to whatever Barty is on about, and he knows Regulus is incapable of not listening to everything around him, the people watcher little shit.

evan rosier hates to not be included. would rather be dead than ignored. he loves Panda, really don’t get him wrong, but having a twin gets old when people always treat you as one person. he just. likes being acknowledged really. that’s what he loves about being with Barty and Regulus. Barty rarely stops talking to him, even if they’re far apart he will find a way to get closer to evan just to whisper a joke in his ear, and if he can’t then he’ll yell it across the room and pay the consequences. and then there’s Regulus, and all the knowing looks they share in silence any time barty says or does something particularly crazy. no matter what, their eyes find each other like they don’t care about what happened, only if the other one saw or if they’re thinking the same thing

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fuck it. be creative even if you never really *make* anything. write out plot synopses of stories and then move on. design OCs you'll never use. make mood boards and concept art and don't do anything with them. life's too short to forget everything that inspired you and creation doesn't have to be "complete" to be worth the time you put into it.

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the duality of liking a version of Evan that’s posh and quiet, not because he’s shy but because he’s an observer that’s always analyzing everything and everyone; that’s fucked up by his family in the same way Reg is; that never does anything reckless or steps out of line; that’s charming and social when needed but mostly it’s because he hates confrontation

….vs loving Evan who matches Barty’s freak, is equally insane and gives a total of zero fucks

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rosekiller but they're the lead singers of rival bands, the sexual tension, hate sex, all that. them constantly dissing each other's music in interviews, on twitter, in person, between kisses, on stage and while getting awards.

their fanbases hate eachother, toxic fanbase discourse, doxing eachother for opinions. it's awful. but as all fandoms have, there are shippers, the shippers get the most hate

one day rosekiller just decide that yeah you know what, we've been hooking up for years at this point let's just start dating.

three days after they officially get together Barty walks straight up to Evan and they start making out, full disgusting making out, zero shame, at one of Evan's bands biggest concerts of the tour

the fanbases are in so much shock that they don't even know what to say. twitter trending page is just: WHAT, IM CONFUSED, and ROSEKILLER

rosekiller then immediately announce their engagement on twitter. zero proposal Barty and Evan just decided to get married cause why not

twitter doesn't survive the day

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“another spin around the sun” WRONG, ANOTHER SPIN BEING THE SUN BITCH