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Yess please!! And ACTUALLY draw him. Some people just draw him as wormtail like he’s a prop 😭

Petition for people to put Pete in more art

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The old house

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took me forever 🫶⭐️

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Who’d want to be called a Black ? - A Jegulily short fic, sort of..

In an alternate universe Sirius Black marries Remus Lupin. Becoming Sirius Lupin and never lets the man or anyone call him anything else ever again.

In an even alternative Universe Regulus Black pulls the same thing on one Lily Evans and James Potter once they marry him, a quiet

‘Call me that again.’

While his lovers halt their chatter and share a look and while James seems utterly confused, Lily smiles softly and practically coos at him.

‘Regulus Potter.’

‘Fully.’

Regulus says not looking at either of them and James figures it out now too, a hand on his shoulder and Regulus swears he can feel the bright beams of his smile even if he doesn’t see it - it’s in his voice.

“Regulus Arcturus Evans Potter.”

Regulus insisted on taking both of their names, though officially they are all known by the last name of Potter and things have just never felt so right in the world.

Now, lets roll this tape back to the beginning and talk about how I think both Black brothers love nothing more than to have been able to toss their old name away and take on the ones of those who have chosen to love them despite it all and who have taught them what love actually was always supposed to be.

Which is why Regulus insisted on honouring both the last name ‘Evans’ and the last name ‘Potter.’

Even if Lily had looked at him softly and told him that she would be a Potter too so there was no use to taking both, Regulus refused to budge and I don’t know how he would communicate it but I think he would also somehow get across that he knows some deep part of Lily wishes she could keep the name - not in the way that implies James is forcing his on her, because god forbid but in the way of, if only things had gone better with her family she would have - in a different world so Regulus will take it, he is willing to carry it for her because unlike she, he associates nothing but warmth and her with the last name Evans. Same way he does James and Love to the last name Potter.

But while I do think the change of names and the severing of ties means all the world to both of them - I also think that Regulus probably had a lot of harder time throwing his away than Sirius ever did.

Sirius being Sirius did it without hesitation, the moment he married there was no questions, not when he’d thrown the name ‘Lupin’ around from the moment him and Remus had began dating.

But for Regulus, it was a question, the name engraved so far into his skin he was unsure he could ever let it go and erase himself from his family tree, his blood-tie completely.

And that had certainly warranted several talks and yet still, the first time Regulus gets called “Regulus Potter” it isn’f even officially, it isn’t on a wedding day or after or whatever :

It’s on a quiet night he spends with his lovers in James’s room where Lily and James are quarreling lightly for James has been pestering him about how much he will simply love the change of last names and he should trust his guts on the matter or just simply asking him what he wants because James would love for a decision to be made, he’s always been not so patient and Lily rounded on him after a while to give Regulus the time he needs to decide and that James shouldn’t insist simply because (and they all know this is the case) he’d clearly love for both of them to flaunt his last name around, the idea has simply always made James’s heart soar higher than anything and now that Remus and Sirius are married he just wants, he wants these people he’s loved so deeply to be his.

And while Lily quarrels, James boasts that Lily doesn’t mind being ‘Lily Potter.’

And when that makes Regulus snort half of a laugh from their bed it’s like a lightbulb goes off in James’s head and he rounds back on him eyes shining and Regulus is in less than a moment trapped between the bed and the warm body of his boyfriend, his fiancé and there is a warm whisper against his ear.

“Regulus Potter, come on, you like it Reg, I know you do.”

and Regulus’s mouth falls open in response,

Pathetically, if you were to ask him.

Breath stuttering - flushed in the cheeks because he does he really really does and he thinks maybe he can throw that wretched last name of ‘Black’ away afterall - and the moment is silent like that, no one talking, no one moving until Lily jokes from her space sitting away from them on the bed - gaze on the two man unbreaking “Could you two make this look any more obscene ?”

It’s almost a challenge rather than a joke even and Regulus flusters more though he smiles and James simply sits up, straddling his lap - he can tell he’s stuck his tongue out at her and he seems triumphant even though Regulus has not verbally agreed to a single thing ‘I told you Sirius was right, he told me I better insists till his wants got through to his thick skull or he’d bury me to an early grave.’

And Regulus groans, picking up a pillow from beside him, whacking James across the head and murmuring ‘What did I say about talking about my brother while I am in bed with you.’

Lily Laughs, James shrieks, Regulus owes an unwitting thank you to his brother, apparently.

For knowing him better than he knows himself.

Later regulus does voice his agreement verbally though he doesn’t really need to, not with them and tells Lily he will take her last name too if she is willing for him to, he will completely toss away who he once was.

Now a round of bonus thoughts for this particular au :

-I think Sirius and Remus married young, laughably young but it is why he is know as Sirius Lupin way before Regulus even gets to consider the taste of his name with a different last name on his mouth.

-I get this feeling that James and Lily might have married each other before they married Regulus idk this just has me like 🥺.

-As I said both Black brothers adore having thrown the chains of their family physically away. It is liberating like nothing ever could be and if anyone ever tries to call them Black again they will both simply insists that they have no clue what that person is talking about.

If the person insists back they will both snap with the same fire in their eyes :

‘I am afraid I am Regulus Evans Potter.’

‘Sirius Lupin, Sir.’

And there is just no argument with either for anyone to get it wrong again.

THOUGH, calling the brothers by the wrong name is still better than calling them the wrong name _infront of their lovers_ if you do that, you will have hell to pay.

For Regulus and Sirius have never truly belonged to the Black family name that they chose not and never will they do so again.

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bed - october 19th - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 273

Regulus has always known, as he calls it, 'too many useless facts.' In his childhood, his parents admonished him for it. When he eagerly shared his knowledge, he was told to be quiet and focus on what mattered. His enthusiasm was stifled, so now, Remus makes an effort to pay attention. To care about what his friend says. Even if some of the facts are a bit...random.

So when an owl flies by the window of the library while they're studying, he takes the time to process the information when Regulus murmurs softly, "Owls have knees, you know." Because it actually is a rather interesting fact he's never heard before.

A week later, however, as he's laying in his bed, staring at the ceiling, contemplating being responsible and actually getting his homework done, he hears James and Sirius having a conversation.

"....and did you know owls have knees? Isn't that weird?" James is saying, his voice enthusiastic as he shares with Sirius.

Remus sits upright, turning to face his friends, face screwed up in confusion. "Where did you hear that?" he asks, suspicion in his tone.

"Weird, right? But it's true!" James nods, evidentially thinking Remus doesn't believe him.

"No but where did you hear that?" Remus prods, because he's only heard this from one other person. One other person who, as far as he knows, has nothing to do with James.

James, though, turns bright red, and begins stammering like he's done something he desperately needs to hide. "Er...I read it!"

Sirius seems convinced enough, but Remus can see the way James shifts uncomfortably. This is an interesting fact, to be sure.

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too close

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sirius taking a "is my boyfriend autistic" quiz on his pc at the kitchen table and james making tea behind him like "yeah i took that yesterday. your brother is autistic by the way"

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There are so many fics where regulus runs away after Sirius and goes to the potters to join them and a few when he goes to the rosier's but I'd die for one where he runs to Lily

He chooses to leave not bc he's in danger bc I don't like that hc, but because he wants to change and he knows he can't stay and grow, he doesn't want to put his family in danger but he knows he has to get away in order to be who he wants to be. He's spoken to Lily a lot at slug club and finds her intelligent and kind, he remembers her mentioning the town she lives in and in a state of panic decides 'fuck it' and leaves.

He ends up in her town and wanders around for ages trying to find either her or Severus because it's too late to turn back now. After asking around for ages he finds her and -though shocked and a little sceptical- she lets him in. They spend the entire summer navigating the tricky situation with Petunia, he bonds with her parents, he meets her muggle friends and tries to learn a no it muggle culture even if he's too anxious and snappy to properly try at first. They grown closer and just have fun for the few weeks they're away. He c ok mfr ok ya his own biases, even if it's difficult when petunia is rude to him because of his 'freakish' nature as a wizard. She's only just cut off Severus so they're trying to avoid starting anything when they run into him and after he begins to open up more it's just so happy.

Everyone is shocked when they go back to school and they're super close, and even more so when they realise he left. He wasn't disowned at first, his family try to lure him back and eventually out of love for them he agrees to split his time between 'duty' and his new family, with guidance from Lily, who wants to help him pull the family's name more politically centred to keep everyone safe

I just think that'd be pretty neat!

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Chapter 1: Summer, 1971: St Edmund’s

He woke up in the dark. It was too hot in the little room they’d put him in, being early August… The door opened. Light poured in like water and he blinked wildly.

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(Part 1 of me trying to squeeze out the images that play in my little brain while reading ATYD)

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i used to think of him a caring thing

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regret

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i also have some baby harry content ft. padfoot and moony 🫶 i love him he's so silly

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that uncombed dog

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There are some very specific things that ABSOLUTELY would've happened in a modern au and I don't know how I know that, I just do

Regulus turning down a date night with James because he had secretly planned to binge a new show with Sirius but naturally James then asks Sirius if he wants to hang out instead and Sirius can't say no to him so James ends up on their sofa that night and won't stop yapping

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i’m not saying that every animagus is a furry, what i am saying is that turning into a dog just to hang out with your werewolf bf puts you in range to become a furry

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james likes kissing. no, he doesn't go around kissing random people without their consent, in fact he doesn't actually kiss at all, not really. james pecks, he likes planting little smooches on his friends cheeks, his mom's forehead, his dad's knuckles. james enjoys kissing but that doesn't mean he does it without purpose, he kisses for admiration, care, love. sometimes james stims with giddiness that can't seem to stay within his own body, the need to do something. james kisses because he likes the feel of warm skin under his lips, the brief touch of intimacy with someone he cherishes.

james gets into a kissy fit and delivers tiny nibbles on remus' face, sirius', peter's, is that regulus? fuck it, regulus' and— regulus is not letting go. regulus' hands mirror his own, cool fingers hold his face in place just like warm ones nestle into dark curls. regulus' eyes search for him, burning into james' like a candle melts into wax puddles. he's nervous, james notes, but whatever he's looking for regulus seems to find. james stands there, staring into gray eyes, rendered stupid but intrigued. he wants to laugh, now nervous too, but james doesn't get to because there's a sharp breath —he can't tell from who— before regulus surges forward.

james kisses, but nothing compares to the first time he's been kissed.