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working on replies but also looking for modern au / non magic plots. i need reg to nerd out about stars in the planetarium s'il vous plaît. but still be a dick about it of course.

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps into receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

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i’m going to be so fr with you guys. ended up smoking while painting while regulus is getting dic*ked down on discord so since it’s sinday please give me all the se*xy threads. or angsty ones. or oh! sad se*x.

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i could have sworn tumblr was down yesterday but now i feel like my phone is gaslighting me. anyway i will be back on later tonight hopefully. i also write on discord if anyone’s inclined <33

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@bccksmarts sent in ❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

regulus sends a harmless hex towards the witch's way, purposefully missing to hit the wall next to her. ❝ mother would probably skin me alive for having you in her ancestral home in the first place, but dumbledore tells me you were the only one that could help with this little problem. ❞

the problem sits in the drawing room, eagerly awaiting for regulus' next task for him. it's no surprise to anyone that he's grown an attachment to kreacher, and so when his health started deteriorating, he swallowed his pride to request aid from his former headmaster. ❝ you better know what you're doing, granger. ❞

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Xan Peters - Cottonmouth, 2023

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@luminescenc1e cont. [ x ]

regulus debates the merits of even warning severus of mulciber and avery. it's only by chance that he's stumbled upon the pair of idiots lamenting their loss. while the drunken ramblings of death eaters wouldn't warrant any worry -- especially since the fall of the dark lord -- there's nothing more dangerous than desperate men. it's only their mention of snape that has regulus disturbing him late at night. he takes precautions; after all, aurors are still on the hunt for voldemort's remaining followers and despite dumbledore's assurance that he would not suffer as did his 'colleagues,' sirius' arrest still tastes bitter on his tongue.

❝ spare me your sarcasm, snape. wands are only as good as their master. magic as good as intent. and if both are to be aimed at your direction, then perhaps there's something to be said about the friends you've made. ❞ it's a warning: thinly veiled with all the right pieces shrouded in purple prose. there's no reason for trust even if their 'loyalties' crawl on the same wavelength, but regulus doesn't think to live past his hunt and if he's to meet his end, then someone from their side of the order should live.

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the words are quick to strike. they are heavy against his chest; any mention of sirius always finding him at uneven footing. it's a Black family trait to maim and regulus finds no issue in shooting back, ❝ does that make you as arrogant as andromeda then? ❞

he bristles at her remark though he knows it to be true. his father has never given him any reason to think otherwise. while it spurs even more resentment to push him towards betrayal, it doesn't help that he still values family above all.

❝ what would barty and evan even do with that information? don't worry yourself into a conniption. or do. i don't care. but you flapping about like this won't ease anyone's suspicions and if the dark lord takes it out on me, i swear to merlin himself i will haunt you. ❞

"Oh, do forgive me." she replies nonchalantly, tone indicating absolutely no desire at all for his forgiveness, his attitude bit back with her own bone-dry sarcasm. "I sometimes grow concerned you're just as stupid as your brother, you see."

It's the lightest quip on the matter she's capable of making. Her tongue is venomous, it always has been. Bellatrix has no malice towards Regulus, but Sirius has left a bitter taste in her mouth. Boys are useless expendable tools in her eyes. Nevertheless, she doesn't want to see him hurt - or failed. Blood is sacred. Most especially the blood of the Blacks.

"You flatter yourself far too much if you think your father and I discuss you little cousin." She points out vapidly - after all, what she says and does with Orion Black is none of his concern. Grey eyes scrutinise, unwavering, fixed. "You've told none of your friends either?"

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I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them

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what the fuck is wrong with you?

Please be more specific and resubmit with the proper paperwork. 

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regulus freezes, blood growing cold. he's been aware of pettigrew's mission and judging by dumbledore's errand boy, the headmaster is still avoiding him after his own blow up at the man's non-interference.

it had to happen, he was told.

the prophet has already caught wind and regulus did everything he could to ignore the news. the world drops from under him. his brother, just as an equal casualty in the crossfire as james potter and lily evans.

❝ where is dumbledore, ❞ he practically demands the old man's presence through gritted teeth. ❝ why are you here when he isn't? why send --- ❞

and then it all clicks. with a swiftness, he drags the boy through the entrance of his door. ❝ you're one of his little disciples, aren't you, ❞ he sneers. ❝ why send a member to a snake pit, i wonder. ❞

should he really tell him?

caspian swalloed a lump. he shook his head. " perhaps i should tell you the truth then." the ravenclaw says. did this man not watch the news?

he did hear a scream when he walked down london, and well he heard on the radio there was a murder. " dumbledore told me it was too personal for him to come here, so he told me to."

two parents and well their baby was alive. the papers tell of an arrest. a swallowed lump once again formed in caspian's throat.

" someone died in a small town in london, and now your brother- your brother is.." should he? he did not want to hide it anyway. " he has been arrested for murder, and now is in azkaban. dumbledore told me to give you this letter about that, and now james potter is dead."

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❝ just fix me before we get caught. ❞ regulus refuses to admit that an order member has managed to strike him, but through the haze of his 'discomfort,' he doesn't hesitate to throw lucius a glare. with a quick flick of his wand, he vanishes all traces of his blood though his shirt proves to be a lost cause.

he was supposed to track down this member on his own; gather the information he needed, obliviate rather than kill, then go on about his night. instead, the dark lord decides to pair him with malfoy so he's stuck playing loyal death eater.

regulus nods towards the unconscious body of their mark. ❝ you going to take care of that or shall i? ❞

Lucius dislikes blood - sticky, thickly wet, with a heavy scent. It's acceptable on boots, on Muggles, on Aurors, but not on him, and certainly not on the ground at the scene of a murder.

"Blue," Lucius drawls. "If you don't clean it up, I'll send it to the Auror Office and see if they can't find a ritual for it." Tracking people by blood is tricky, but hurting them with their blood is quite doable. Lucius is, of course, always sure to clean up after himself when he does field work, which isn't particularly often.

Once Regulus cleans it up, Lucius can try to seal the wound - he's not good at Healing, but they'll have to make do.

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hit that ♡ if you would like a small starter from this little emo boy (:

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                                                     Let me be brave.                                                       Let me be brave. 

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enemies to lovers but one is injured + sentence starters

“ can you walk? “

“ i’m all right. “

“ you’re bleeding. “

“ lean on me. ” “ for support? “ “ yeah, why else? “

“ i’ll get you out of here. ”

“ are you crazy? i’m not leaving you! “

“ if you die on me, then what's the issue? you either live, or you die. “

“ just trust me, yeah? “

“ i don't need your help. “ “ are you sure? cause it sure does look like it. “

“ rich coming from the guy who tried to kill me three days ago. “

“ how bad is it? “ “ it’s bad. “

“ you got shot. there's a bullet in you. i can see it. “ “ i can feel it. “

“ stay with me. don’t close your eyes. “

“ i hate you. oh, i hate you so much right now. “

“ just remove the damn thing. “

“ i’m not a doctor. “

“ it didn't pierce your heart did it? “ “ no, clearly not. “ “that's unfortunate. “

“ you trust me, don't you? “

“ jesus fucking christ, you're annoying. “

“ don't touch me! “ “ how am i supposed to bandage you up if i can't touch you? “

“ don't touch me. “ “ then do it yourself you, egit. “

“ right now, you’re all i have. “

“ you’re going to be okay. we’ll both be. “

“ can you hear me? “

“ i'm scared. “

“ i don't wanna die. “ “ you're not gonna die, you here me? “

“ when have i ever put you in danger? actually, don't answer that. “

“ if i do this, do you promise to stop harassing me? “ “ absolutely not. what kinda sick request is that? “

“ i can’t feel my legs. “

“ can you walk? “ “i’m bleeding. “

“ here, take my gun. “ “ are you crazy? i’ve never used one before! “

“ i can’t get up. you’re gonna have to have to carry me. “

“ come on, i’ll bandage you up. “

“ look, i know we’re not exactly friends, but right now, you're all i got. “

“ you shoot. i distract. “

“ where’s the bullet? hey, i can’t find the bullet! “

“ why are you the one freaking out? i’m the one with a knife in my stomach. “

“ are you squeamish? because it looks like you’re gonna throw up. “

“ you've always impressed me. you're stronger than you look. “

“ you look like shit. “ “ thank you. “

“ here, take my hand. “ “ are you clean? “

“ i'm gonna kill you. “ “ for what, saving your ass? “

“ don't touch me. “ “ okay. shall i leave you here to die, then? “

“ stop it, you're hurting me! “ “ i need to get the knife out. “

“ didn't realize you had it in you. “ “ what? “ “ to care for another person. “

“ trust me, if anybody's going to kill you, it's going to be me. “

“ couldn't just let you die. fair fight and all. “

“ don't remove the knife, or you'll bleed to death. “

“ shut up before i kill you myself. “

“ just wait for me here. “ “ it's not like i can go anywhere. “

“ give me your gun. “ “fuck, no. “

“ why the hell did they stab you? “ “...should i have asked for an explanation? “

“ shut up or i'll give you a real reason to cry. “

“ you owe me. “

“ fuck you, i'm not doing this. “

“ what's wrong with you? you almost got me killed! “

“ yeah, well. perhaps i didn't understand just how much until this very moment. “ “ this is all your fault. “ “ don't act like you're not enjoying yourself. “

“ you're going to kill me, aren't you? “

“ why would you do this? why would you help me? “

“ call it a truce. “

“ why the hell did you stab me? “

“ i don't have anywhere else to go. “

“ i'm glad you're okay. “

“ thank you, for saving my life. “

“ i would have died if it wasn't for you. “

“ you can stay for as long as you need. “

“ we can go back to hating each other tomorrow. “

“ if you need anything, you know where to find me. “

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had regulus been in the right state of mind, he would have been affronted by peter's audacity. instead, he leans on to the hand that holds him, ignoring the urge to actually nuzzle the man's palm. he has enough sense to fix peter with a watered-down glare.

❝ distracting me isn't going to work in your favor, parker, ❞ he grunts though he can feel his resolve crumbling. ❝ you're hurt. i'm chalking this to adrenaline. ❞ regulus sighs against his lips; reminds himself that he's a good -- well not good, but decent -- enough person.

but his family has never really made any good decisions and surely regulus wouldn't be the first to break the generational curse. his fingers tentatively skim his friend's sides, careful as to not apply pressure to injuries. ❝ don't regret this in the morning, ❞ he warns before pressing his lips firmly against peter's: a declaration; stealing from a possible momentary lapse in judgement.

Every once in a while, he had these rare instances.... five second blips of endless bravery. Sure he was a little banged up. Bruised, even. But Peter also felt something sure in his bones. A hand came up, cupping their cheek. "I'm really gonna need you to stop talking now." Enough about the villain, enough about what ever was going on outside of these four walls. "Because I'm gonna kiss you, and I don't think I'm gonna want to stop." And with that, Peter leaned in, grazing their lips with his.