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Sirius, being charming: If I could rearrange the alphabet, the first thing I'd do is put U and I together.

Remus, not looking up from his book: If you could rearrange the alphabet, the first thing you'd do is spell SEX and then laugh about for hours.

Sirius:

Sirius: You know me so well.

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moon - January 31 - black brothers - wolfstar - jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 246

Regulus nearly-stumbled into the Gryffindor Common Room, internally cursing the Portrait Hole for being so bloody annoying to crawl through, but making sure to say nothing out loud and make the Fat Lady angry at him again. She was already reluctant enough to let him in, even with the password.

Instead, he just made a beeline for James, who was lounging on a group of plushy chairs and couches, and collapsed onto his lap, saying nothing.

“Hey, baby,” James murmured into his ear, pressing a kiss into his hair. “Hard day?”

He only hummed, settling himself there and not planning to move for several hours, but he stiffened when he heard Sirius gag.

“Be nice to your brother,” Remus admonished him lightly, and Regulus felt James nod in agreement. 

“It’s not even my brother I’m disgusted by!” Sirius exclaimed. “‘Baby’? Wow, James, when did you get so soft?”

But at this, Regulus sat up and locked eyes with the other boy. “Oh, shut up, you hypocrite,” he snarled. “Have you heard yourself with Remus?” he placed a hand on his chest and adopted a high-pitch voice. “‘Moony! My Moon! Moonage Daydream! Moon of my Life! Moon to my Stars! Moonylicious! My Magnificent Moon Man! Mo-”

Sirius slowly sank into his chair, pouting. “I do not call him Moonylicious.”

But James, who was laughing along with Remus and Peter, piped up. “Actually, there was that one time…”

And Sirius stalked off, murmuring something about ‘traitorous best friends.’

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Update for 'A '70s Rhapsody':

The next chapter will be posted tomorrow (Sunday, 2nd Feb) instead of today. This is simply because I haven't prepared a complete chapter to publish because I've had an... interesting week.

I'll see you all tomorrow 😘

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Running away to AO3 because the real world scares me

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Realest thing I've heard all day

"that trope is so overused in fanfiction"

no. i have never once looked at fanfic and thought "i wish there weren't so many amortentia Aus" "i wish they didn't always have that Oh, Oh moment" "i wish there weren't so many jokes alluding to canon"

in fact, i want more. make more silly little jokes about reg drowning. give me the oh moment again.

i will read the same trope over and over again, that's what fanfiction is for

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- Marlene McKinnon, probably

God Is a woman and her name is Dorcas Meadowes.

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So. I did a thing.

Regulus was dreaming again. It was a cold winter's day with only the sun to warm him, and a mighty fine job it did too. It was the one singular spot of joy in his life, the one thing that shone brighter than anything else. Without it, he'd freeze. The cold would take over until there was nothing left. Perhaps there wouldn't have been anything in the first place without his sun.

And here it was. His very own sun.

His very own to cling onto and use, to suck the warmth out of until it was bled dry. But it never was. That heat, that guiding light never ceased, and he knew it never would.

For this was his sun. And his sun never would've hurt him the way he did it. His sun was too kind and too sweet and too gentle. It was incapable of hurting. Not even the slightest sunburn could reach him. Not from his sun.

Regulus was dreaming again. Dreaming of James.

And they all lived happily ever after.

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PREACH

decidedly unfriendly reminder that fanfiction is written by real people with real feelings for free in their free time. it's a labour of love and something to cherish. if you come across a fic that you don't enjoy, that's totally fine, but it is your due diligence as a fellow fan and decent human being to click away. leaving mean comments, absurd rating systems or harassing writers in their inbox while hiding behind an anonymous icon is not an acceptable manner to behave in any fandom and online space ever. it's disgustingly entitled, wildly disrespectful and only serves to discourage people from sharing their writing in a community that is meant to be fun and supportive. the next time you read something you don't enjoy, stop reading it and move on with your day. read something you like and leave kudos and a nice comment there instead. have some common sense and don't be a fucking asshole. it's not that fucking difficult.

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Playing Hogwarts Legacy with a Slytherin MC gives me the BIGGEST Regulus Black vibes idc

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Chapter 4 of 'A '70s Rhapsody' by somecluelessidiot on AO3 is up now!!

Something caused James to stop mid-rant, though, just as he was about to explain why he preferred Lily to Mary. The other boys followed his gaze to a group of boys in their year, who were huddled around a corner in a different part of the pub. Sirius hadn't noticed them before - there were constantly people moving between them, cutting off his view - but he now recognised a boy that he'd encountered on his very first day at Saint Andrew's. Remus had told him about this boy, along with James's intense - and deserved, from what Sirius had heard - hatred of him.

This was Severus Snape, if he remembered correctly, which he was fairly sure he did. Snape didn't seem to notice them, which Sirius thought was probably a good thing. His group of friends were all muttering in hushed tones, glancing around like they were discussing something that shouldn't be talked about in the open. It all looked very suspicious.

And then there was Regulus. Damn it, why did he have to get involved in the shady stuff? Sirius made a mental note to talk to him and warn him about it later. He didn't want his little brother getting wrapped up in something illegal.

"Mate, just ignore him," Peter muttered, leaning across the table to pat James on the shoulder. "There's no point in starting something in the middle of Spoons."

James frowned. "What do you think they're talking about?"

Sirius snorted. "Probably about how to get a girl into bed for the first time. Don't think on it, yeah?"

James grinned at his joke - which wasn't much of a joke, considering the fact that none of them were particularly attractive - and moved on, which Sirius was glad about. He did not have the energy for this.

Remus was looking at Sirius curiously, as if wondering how he knew exactly how to cool James's temper. Luckily, Sirius had plenty of experience with bad tempers, and while humour rarely worked with his parents, it did with Regulus, who would always look at him in mild confusion and forget his rage. Sirius just figured that James was probably somewhat similar.

And then David Bowie came on over the speakers in the pub, and while it was barely audible over the bustle of the customers, it was enough to lighten the mood. It was a song with a recognisable riff - Ziggy Stardust, Sirius was pretty sure it was called - and each of the boys' faces immediately lit up.

Ziggy played guitar

Jamming good with Weird and Gilly

And the Spiders from Mars

He played in left hand

But made it too far

Became the special man

And we were Ziggy's band.

As the song played over the speakers, the general thrum of conversation died down a lot, and many of the customers joined in singing. It was a sight to see, and it was honestly part of the reason why Sirius loved music so much. It brought people together in a way that nothing else did. He hadn't seen much unity in his life, what with his parents yelling and screaming at every imperfection, but he always found solace in music. Music, which could calm even the most restless spirits and cool the most furious tempers. Music, which he always played after a particularly bad outburst. Although the artists didn't necessarily mean to, certain songs and compositions could bring Sirius and Regulus closer than anything. They could express their feelings without having to actually talk about them, and, being Blacks, it was the only way they really knew how to.

So, while the music of David Bowie, who Sirius had fallen in love with only a few days ago, vibrated through the room, Sirius felt a melancholy happiness. He was far from his parents for the moment, in a school with relaxed punishments and lovely opportunities, joyful professors and kind students. He was finally somewhere in his life that felt happy, warm, and safe . This school, this town, this country, these people were all he could have ever asked for.

Here he was - him, Sirius Orion Black, only ever known for being a stain on his family name - making new friends, singing new songs, laughing at new jokes. He was a new person here. No one cared about his status or his money or his parents or his rebellious streak. Here, he was just Sirius Black, and there was no reputation tied to that name, no centuries of bigoted ideas, no prejudice or discrimination. No one had heard of him, and that was truly the greatest gift of all.

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So I'm writing a Marauders muggle AU fic and I need help deciding what McGonagall would teach?

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Get to know me (Marauders edition)

Looks: Lily Evans

Music taste: Remus Lupin

Kin(s): James Potter and Marlene McKinnon

Style: Mary Macdonald

Hobbies: Regulus and Sirius Black

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Marauders fics!!

So I'm writing a fic at the moment and publishing it at the same time, but too much of one thing for a long period of time makes it less enjoyable for me to write, so I'm also working on a few others at the same time.

However, I do have exams coming up, so I'm using all the time I have before I have to start revising to knuckle down on writing some of these unpublished fics, and I was wondering what you guys would prefer me to focus more on.

Can you tell I love Wolfstar and Jegulus lmao?

Most of them also have background ships too, but those are the main ones involved in the stories.

I'll get A '70s Rhapsody updated as my main priority, obviously, but I just want to know what you guys think!

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McGonagall, to Barty and Evan: I will see you, gentlemen, in detention.

Barty: Why, Professor, what'd you do?

McGonagall:

McGonagall: Something in a previous life, I'm sure.

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Bit of a deviation from the stuff I normally post, but I just wanted to address what the fuck is happening with our world right now??

The last five years have honestly just felt like a fever dream. Like, if I woke up right now and found out that none of that actually happened, I'd be a bit concerned for what my brain came up with, but I wouldn't question it one bit.

I mean, there's been COVID (obviously), the election of The Tangerine, the wildfires all over the world (from Australia to LA), the Russia-Ukraine war, the fact that TikTok was banned only to be fixed a few hours later (don't come at me for this, I know), Elon Musk threatening to invade the UK to save us from our 'tyrannical government' (we don't want his help, btw), the fact that both Musk and Trump were allowed at the Notre Dam reopening, too many of the world leaders supporting Trump, Putin sending a submarine with a nuke too close to the UK, the implosion of the Titanic scout submarine (rip 🕊), the Palestine-Israel war, and probably so many more things that I can't think of off the top of my head.

It's just absolutely insane. This generation has to be cursed or something because wtf?

2025 was supposed to be a good year?? That's not going too well so far, is it?

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I headcanon that Sirius and Regulus are much too similar to their parents for their liking.

Sirius, who was always more scared of Walburga growing up, lashes out and acts all high and mighty when he gets mad.

Regulus, who was always more scared of Orion growing up, is more controlled in his anger, using snark and sarcasm and low threats to insult people.

Both brothers act like the parent they're more tertified of, only becoming more similar to them in their attempts to pull away.

Sirius left with a bang, with a dramatic flare that drew attention to him, that made the other kids at Hogwarts look at him with some kind of reverence or respect. He was remembered by most of the Wizarding World as a mass murderer, living up to his ruthless family name.

Regulus died quietly, alone in a dark cave, blamed for the actions he regretted. He lived in his brother's shadow, ever the Black Who Did Nothing, known only because of his louder counterpart.

While Sirius and Walburga made names for themselves, making bold statements about who they were, making it very clear what they believed in stubbornly, Regulus and Orion followed quietly, leaving them to be in the spotlight while they sat idly by. Regulus and Orion were the forgotten ones, but Sirius and Walburga were remembered all too well.

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Just finished reading Pathological People Pleaser... 😭

What. The. Fuck.

My brain chemistry has been altered. That was a masterpiece.

I'm not usually one to cry at books, but I was sobbing by the end of it.

Honestly, that was better than half the published books I've read (and that's a lot).

About to start Art Heist, Baby! Wish me luck.