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Ch 1: The undead dragon

He doesn’t even know how he survived, how she missed. He can remember the sound, the wind, and the roar Vaghar made a second before closing her mouth in a strong bite that should have killed him but did not.  Maybe Arrax was faster than he thought possible, or perhaps he was lucky, and Vaghar was far more tired than she looked, but when she closed her mouth to kill, he was fast enough to escape. Not Arrax, of course; he falls to the seas surrounded by blood and dragon parts that hit him and make his stomach hurt with a horrendous feeling. His heart had never been in such pain in his life. 

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Trans Reg HC:

What if Walburga and Orion want to marry Reggie off to the Rosier family and since they don't accept him being trans, they want him to marry Evan.

The Rosiers are super honored that their child can marry a black but they only now Regulus through their kids stories and know that he is Evans roommate. Therfore they think the proposal is for Pandora.

Imagine the Rosiers and Black's having Dinner together to negotiate the wedding plans and then halfway through the adults realise they are talking about the different rosier twin.

Walburga: "She" can't marry Pandora. "SHE" IS A GIRL!

Mrs. Rosier: HE shares a dorm with Evan! OBVIOUSLY HE IS A BOY! LOOK AT HIM!

Meanwhile Reg and the twins are trying not to laugh.

Pandora: What if we both marry him?

Adults: *incoherent screaming*

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I still think about Lucerys Velaryon, I'm not ready to let him go, so I'll write something where he survives without incest and with Daemon being good and protective father idk

Maybe with Dalton Greyjoy

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*James and Regulus before entering a Gryffindor Party*

James: I'll give you an advice

Regulus: You...to me?

James: Yeah. Don't look too serious

Regulus: I'm Regulus

James: You got me there ;)

James: I'm saying, don't look to tight, you know what I mean? Unbutton a little your shirt like this, so you don't look too awkward

Regulus: *doing it like James* Okaaaay

James: Perfect perfect, you don't want to look too pure-blood like, try to look more relax

Regulus: Fine...

James: Like this, how do I look? *with his arms extended and his shirt almost all opened*

Regulis: James, there's a line between being relax and being a MANWHORE

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novel - april 4 - black brothers - background jegulus - slightly NSFW - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 527

“Who’re you writing that novel to?” Sirius quipped, looking over to his brother, who was tapping away on his phone, composing the longest text that must have even been written.

Gray eyes flicked up from the screen, sending a death glare that could have rivaled Walburga’s. “None of your business,” Regulus muttered, his cheeks turning slightly pink.

But before Regulus could disappear in the other room or under a blanket, Sirius decided to intervene. “Little brother, you need to be taught how to flirt. It’s obvious you’re awful at it,” he said decisively, frowning toward him. Sure, Regulus had had a few relationships in his life, but they were both in their twenties now–freshly graduated and in their own flat. It was time for Regulus to figure out how to get a man.

This time, the younger man’s expression was slightly amused. “Yeah? What should I say then, oh wise one? I mean, you have so much experience. How many men have you dated? One?”

It was true. Sirius had plenty of experience with women, but Remus was the only man Sirius had so much as kissed. Once he’d realized he wanted Remus, there was no going back.

“It doesn’t matter,” he scoffed, hiding his blush. “I still have a boyfriend. The trick is to send pictures, Reg. Men like visuals.”

“Pictures?” Regulus replied with a smirk.

“Not–no!” Sirius shot back. He wasn’t about to tell his brother how to do that. “Not naked pictures! Just something attractive! Enough to make him interested!”

Regulus’s expression was thoughtful, but there was a hint of mischief there. “Okay. Say I was going to send a picture. How might I go about it?” he asked hesitantly.

Sirius sighed. He had to do everything. “Here, let me,” he sighed, pulling out his own phone.

He then began to guide Regulus through a makeshift photo shoot, directing him to turn this way and that, make this face and that one, all while, in his opinion, being very supportive and helpful. God, he was such a good brother.

“Okay,” he said after a while, sending the pictures to a slightly annoyed-looking Regulus. “Now, send him that one where you’re leaning back a bit, and your shirt's riding up. It’s suggestive, but not slaggish. There’s no way any self-respecting man wouldn’t love it.”

The younger man gave him a long, disbelieving look before tapping at his screen for a few moments and making eye contact again. “Done,” he announced.

“Good! Trust me, Reg, he’ll love it. A whole lot more than a ridiculously long text, that’s for sure,” Sirius chuckled, pleased with himself and his generosity. “Now, tell me. What’s his name? Do I know him?”

Regulus shrugged, a hint of an amused smile on his lips. “James.”

He balked. “I–what?”

“It’s James,” Regulus repeated, looking like he was about to burst into a fit of laughter.

“Not–not James Potter,” Sirius asked, voice rough and hollow. His ears were ringing. This had to be a joke.

“That’s the one! And…judging by his reply,” Regulus said casually, glancing at his screen and standing up, “I’ve got myself a date. Don’t wait up!”

Sirius could only mumble incoherent syllables as he watched Regulus walk away smugly.

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I always think about this one

The mother that never was - 980 wordd

Part 2:

Walburga learning of Regulus' death

Walburga was not a good mother, she never thought she was a good mother. She remembers perfectly what she thought the day Sirius was born. Her first son. A baby. She could hear his screams, and his face was all red, and his fists were tight like screaming was an effort. She remembers the feeling of the moment the nurse put him over her chest, and how he instantly calmed down. Walburga felt like she could breathe. That was the last moment she really did. 

She didn’t raise Sirius. He wasn’t even her baby, not since the moment the family nannies took him to take care of him. ‘Your job was to have him, Walburga, now we start with the spare,’ Orion said when he found her walking to the nursery because Sirius was screaming his lungs off. So Sirius was her son…but she wasn’t his mother. Sirius didn’t have a mother until he ran away and even though it was probably the most traitorous thing to the family, she let him. 

She got pregnant with Regulus not so later than Sirius’ birth, and that’s maybe the reason why she couldn’t have more children. It was okay because she did not want more. Regulus was tiny, so tiny, she was sure he would die. He was born a stormy night earlier than he should have, with almost thirty-three weeks, less than eight months on her body. Walburga thought she would die with him. She had never felt so much pain, not even when she was a child and her father punished her for not being a proper lady at the time. She had bleed and screamed and she was sure she had met Death’s hands when she lost consciousness. Regulus was…he was so small she was scared to touch him, and because the nurses were doing everything in their power to keep him alive, she never did. She didn’t hug Regulus like she did with Sirius. 

She didn’t even hear him cry. 

Regulus was a very quiet child while growing up, he didn’t look for her like Sirius did. He didn’t try to hug her, nor try to call for her. He had Sirius. Sirius wasn’t even so much older, and he was more motherly-like than Walburga had ever been. While she learned how to mute the crying, Sirius would chase after the nanny to see the new baby and help, he went crawling until he learned how to walk. And Walburga was sure he only learned so he could go faster. 

Regulus was a good son. He didn’t look for a fight, and the moment he learned that if he did anything bad, Sirius would be punished –because Sirius would always take the blame– he stopped being a child. He tried to be good, to be enough, but for his disgrace, he had Walburga as his mother. The moment Sirius went away to Hogwarts, Regulus stopped smiling. The only moment Walburga really would see him was at dinner, and it felt like he wasn’t even there. When it was his turn to go and he came back for the holiday, her sons didn’t talk to each other anymore. 

Walburga was just a witness, but she always knew the catastrophe didn’t start when Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor, it started when the two boys who used to be best friends since their birth, stopped being brothers. 

Sirius gained a proper mother when he escaped the Black prison and stepped into the Potter paradise. He didn’t take Regulus with him, so Walburga was trapped and could only see the boy who stopped smiling, starting to lose himself in the family madness that had already reached him. Regulus just stopped being. He wouldn’t sleep, he would eat less and less every day. His eyes stopped shining like the living and he just would move in autopilot like he was a puppet. 

‘You’re a good son,’ She said to him someday. Regulus had looked her in the eyes, with his dead Sirius-like eyes, and whispered ‘Thank you, mother’. Walburga couldn’t even remember the last time he had called her that. 

Walburga wasn’t a good mother, she wasn’t a mother at all, so when Regulus disappeared the same way his brother did, she was sure it was because he had finally gained the bravery to go look for a real family too. She didn’t cry, nor really listen to Orion’s madness screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming. She sat in the drawing room and looked at the fire for hours. 

She was not a mother, so realistically she didn’t lose a son. 

She didn’t maintain the count of the days since Regulus went away, so she wasn’t sure when was the last time she had stepped into the tapestry room. She didn’t even know what day it was. It was like an instinct, her eyes went directly to the burnt place where Sirius’ face once was. The moment her eyes moved to Regulus’ place, it was like the same cold death-like hands that touched her face the day he was born were back. One moment she was standing, and the next one her hand was shaking, caressing the place where Regulus’ face should have been. In his place was instead a skull with a date. 

Regulus Arcturus

1961-1979

She didn’t notice she was crying until the tears slipped between her lips. She didn’t make a sound, nor did she breathe. It was a new feeling, the mourning of a son. She didn’t feel it when it happened, she couldn’t know the exact date. Was it yesterday? Last week? If she was a real mother, could she have felt it in her heart? It was the same feeling she had when she was pushing him out of his body, the agony of being alive. 

The suffering of Regulus' loss made her a mother in the end? 

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Jegulus fighting

James: It's a text message

Regulus: and what does it say?

Regulus: Maybe "Hi Jamie! My daddy's got richer, and I got prettier. Let's make out!"

James: OK, let me see if I understand you.

Regulus: Let's see if you do

James: Because you and I date, I can't be friends with other girls?

Regulus: You can be friends with ugly girls

Regulus: But not girls who are gorgeous socialites who text messages you a hundred times a day!

James: You know what? Marls! Can you come here please?

Marlene:...What?

James: If you were my girlfriend...

Regulus: Oh! Great way to start the question.

James: Would you be all freaked out that I'm just friends with Lily Evans

Regulus: Who cares what she thinks?

Marlene: Honestly, I wouldn't love it

Regulus: I care what she thinks!

James: How could you say that, you don't even...

Marlene: You know...I really don't wanna be in the middle of this *tries to leave*

Regulus: No, you stay right here *grabs her arm*

Marlene: Noooo

James: You don't think a boyfriend should just trust his partner?

Marlene: Noo, I do.

Regulus: Get out of here Marlene

Marlene: I'd love to

James: Stay

Marlene: Aghhhh

Regulus: alright you know what?

James: tell me what

Marlene: No no don't tell him what

Regulus: We are done

Marlene: Regulus!

James: So you're breaking up with me

Marlene: No no no no no he's not

Regulus: Yeah I am *he starts to leave*

Marlene: Oh he is

James: You're being ridiculous!!!

Regulus: What do you care?? IM NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND ANYMORE!

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Part 1 here: The Mother that never was

Part 2:

Orion finds her hours later, when she already cried her eyes out. When her knees hurt after being in the same position for hours, and after she finds blood in her fingers after scratching the tapestry over and over again. Is magical, so the only thing that can hurt it is magic. Not her nails, not her blood.

“Would you stop acting like a lunatic?” He says, and Walburga hears his voice for the first time in weeks, or months, or years. They don't talk, they don't even sleep in the same room since Regulus was borned and the hospital told them she couldn't have more children. 

She wants to speak but the words transform themselves in bitter tears when they touch her tongue. They feel like melted iron trying to escape her lips. They hurt like fire, like acid. She tries to speak but she can only sob. 

“Stop crying like a bloody lunatic!” He screams and grabs her hand and her shoulder to shank her back, away from the wall. Your hands are bleeding, what the bloody hell is wrong with you!”

“Mh b-by,” words and spit and tears. Walburga hides away from her husband and cries against her hand. “My baby is dead,”

Is then when Orion gives himself a second to see the wall. The name, the date. The man sighs and rolls his eyes, Walebuga can see it, the disappointment. Disappointment towards her, or her sons. Regulus’death is just another failure for him. A weak son, not even strong enough to escape death. Not even strong enough to escape home. 

“If you could only see yourself, Walburga. Don't be hypocritical,” he laughs. 

Walburga with astonishment sorbs her nose and looks at her husband with offended eyes, “I beg your pardon?”

“They weren't your children, they were your job! Are you telling me now you loved them?” 

The insinuation hurts so bad, she is fast enough to stand up and slap his face. The sound his hand makes while collapsing with his cheek echoes in the room for a second. Her palm reddens and hurts after the hit, and her chest feels like rock. Orion doesn't breathe for a moment, with his cheek red and shock in his eyes. 

For a moment Walburga fears he will hit her back. A voice in her head tells her she deserves it. But after a few seconds Orion starts walking to the door of the room and without looking at her, speaks. 

“I'll inform the family and the press,”

Walburga hates him because of his words and because she knows he's right. But it's not her fault, not entirely. He made her like that. A bad mother. He didn't let her be a mother at all.

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Regulus finds a note inside one of his books when he reaches his room to change.

Hey Reg, I wanted to talk to you about the prom. When I asked you I didn't realize you had so many dates, I was just trying to be nice, but you can take me off the list because clearly you got a lot going on. And the truth is I didn't want to go anyway. I don't care about prom.

James.

Regulus cries for hours after reading that piece of paper.

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Regulus dressed with a suit.

Sirius: So...who's the unluky man you decided to go to prom with?

Regulus: Actually...nobody, I'm taking myself to prom. Just like Molly Ringwald in Pretty in pink

Sirius: ???

Regulus: it's a very important muggle movie about self acceptance

Remus: Muggle movie?

Regulus: Shut up

Remus: wait...I thought you were going with Prongs, he was all excited about it

Sirius: 🙄🙄🙄

Regulus: I was...but then I guess he decided he didn't want to go to prom after all

Sirius:...

Regulus: Well...I'm off to prom. Can you take a muggle picture please?

Regulus extends a Polaroid camera to Sirius and Sirius without saying a word takes the picture. Regulus is not really smiling when the picture finally reveals, he has his eyes a little red and is standing very awkward.

Regulus doesn't even see it, just waves goodbye and goes.

Peter: I know I don't really care about your brothers life and never speak to him, but that's just the saddest thing I've ever seen

Sirius:...yeah

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Sirius running through the qidditch field where he finds James flying around: PRONGS WHAT THE FUCK

James sees him and goes down: what the fuck me? What the fuck you!

Sirius: You told my brother you were going to take him to prom and then you just like cancel on him last minute?

James: what are you talking about, he has like a million dates

Sirius: No he hasn't, James!! He went to prom alone, he wanted to go with you. So...Nice going

James: You don't even like us together

Sirius: It's not about me, James! It's about my brother

James: He doesn't even like me!!

Sirius: Oh my god. Are you an idiot? Do you not see how he gets those weird googly eyes whenever he's in the same place with you and tries to hide his grin like an idiot?

James: He grins?

Sirius: It's completely disgusting and makes me want to vomit but for whatever reason he still really likes you. And you really hurt him!! Not that's not cool! You do NOT hurt my brother!!

James has three seconds to process what he just heard before throwing his broom away and start running to the castle.

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Regulus: Hey B, I'm kind of tired, I think I'm just going to go to sleep. Can you tell the others?

Barty: You sure Reg? :/

Regulus: Yeah...its okay

Regulus starts walking away when suddenly James appears in the grate hall with his quidditch garments on.

James: Reg!!!

Regulus: James? What are you doing here

James: I came to take you to prom

Regulus: I thought you didn't care about prom

James: I don't...I only care about you. I know it didn't work out last time and you told me to forget you. But the thing is Reg...I can't. I think about you all the time. And I get up and I think okay...I won't think about him today, but then it backfires and I think about you even more!

Regulus who is in fact grinning like an idiot, takes him by his quidditch shirt and kisses him.

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That one Greys Anatomy Chapter (first season chapter 3) where Meredith is healing a man who's flirting with her all over the place but saying no to do tests because he wants to get back to his bike competition...

BUT BARTYLUS

Regulus healing Barty and Barty flirting with him and kissing him for good luck and asking him to go wait for him in the finish line

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Mi final feliz

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by Nixnight1

Se acostumbró tanto a los finales felices, que olvidó que su historia podía no tenerlo.

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Está publicado en Wattpad también User: @Nixnight1

Words: 1415, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Kozume Kenma, Hinata Shouyou, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Atsumu

Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Hinata Shouyou/Kozume Kenma

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Bad Ending, Romance, Cute, Akaashi is in love with Bokuto since the day they met, Kenma and Hinata are boyfriends but it is not part of the story, POV Akaashi Keiji, Editor Akaashi Keiji, Established Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Married Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Sad Ending, Akaashi has a broken heart

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I WILL FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU OVER OVER AGAIN, I DON'T CARE HOW WHEN OR WHERE, NO MATTER HOW LONG IT'S BEEN YOU'RE MINE

DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE NOT THE SAME PERSON, YOU'RE ALWAYS MY HUSBUND AND I'VE BEEN WAITING

WAITING

WAITING

FOR YOU

But it's James Potter to Regulus Black in heaven when Regulus is finally free from the inferi when Harry fights them in the cave

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fool - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - very slight NSFW joke - word count: 196

“Is it true James Potter asked you out?”

Regulus turned from the library shelf he’d been perusing only to find himself almost nose-to-nose with a very indignant-looking girl who seemed to be no older than thirteen. Taken aback and irritated, he stepped away and frowned. “What’s it to you?” he mumbled.

The girl just sighed longingly, fluttering her eyelashes. “It’s just–You’re so lucky!”

Regulus scoffed, offended by the assumption. “What makes you think I said yes?”

“You’d be a fool not to!” she said excitedly. “I’d die to have him ask me out.”

“But if you were dead, you couldn’t go out with him, anyway,” he couldn’t resist pointing out snidely.

She blinked confusedly for a few seconds, then sighed and stalked off, huffing so loud she didn’t hear the quiet chuckling from the other side of the shelf.

“Shut up, Potter,” Regulus blushed and murmured to his hidden boyfriend. “She’s obviously insane, so don’t take it as the truth. You already have a big enough head.”

“What’s that about my head?” James murmured, strolling around the books and fixing Regulus with a smirk and suggestive stare.

Regulus just snorted and shoved him before walking away.

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james and regulus

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AU where Regulus’ karma is having a son who happens to be the carbon copy of Sirius.

p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5

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AU where Regulus’ karma is having a son who happens to be the carbon copy of Sirius.

p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5

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