#Marauder Era

[my-castles-crumbling]

black - November 7th - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 356 - trans!regulus (fits in with my longfic, Clandestine, but can be read alone)

Regulus was ten when he'd chosen his first name. When he'd sat in Sirius's room, hidden away from the rest of the world, and picked the name that reflected who he truly was, and not who his parents wanted him to be.

The first time he'd heard Sirius refer to him with his name, the euphoria had been inexplicable. A rush of joy and emotion so intense he'd lost his breath for a moment. That was his name. Not the name his parents had given him at birth.

But even as he grew and learned to not only celebrate his name, but who he was, something still wasn't perfect. Because as amazing as it was to be referred to as Mister Black, he was still saddled with the surname of his parents. The parents who hated him. The parents who hurt him and screamed at him, just for being himself. The parents he'd finally physically escaped, but was still connected to through a stupid name.

So, really, when the opportunity arose, the decision was the second-easiest decision he'd made in his life. Second-easiest, of course, only to saying, "Yes" when James had gotten on one knee only a few weeks prior.

"I want to take your last name," he whispered one night, curled in James's arms as they sat in their small living room, a fire roaring in the fireplace.

He felt his fiancé's breathing still. They hadn't discussed it at all, up until this point, and he knew bringing it up so randomly was probably a shock.

"Baby..." James whispered, pulling back so they could look at each other, "...you know you don't have to, right? I mean, we have options, we can talk about it. We can- we can hyphenate, we can both keep out own names. Hell, I'm so fucking thrilled to be marrying you, I'll be James Black, if that's what you-"

But Regulus was sure. "No," he shook his head, smiling a bit. "I want to be Regulus Potter."

A stunning smile spread across James's face. "Gods," he murmured, eyes twinkling, "that sounds so fucking good."

Regulus couldn't help but agree.

[figgymacaron]

Harry: Why does Mommy wear makeup?

James: To look pretty

Harry: But she’s already pretty!

James: (beaming) Yes, she’s the very prettiest

Harry: Daddy you should wear makeup!

James: (smile falling)

[ramblingsfromthytruly]

hot take: pandalily. but like. specifically pandora when lily is sad

[sunseekerchild]

Remus: What’s your biggest weakness?

James: long pause Uh, knives, probably?

[fourthemarauders]

Remus:"Hey,have you guys seen Peter?"

Sirius:"yeah,he was staring through the window when it started raining"

Marlene:"If it starts getting worse we should probably let him in"

Remus:

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

[mezsygfs]

talking to a group of people who know each other and are very clearly friends is so DIFFICULT. like I'm happy y'all have each other BUT WANNA BE FRIENDS TOO?

[equippedtolove]

sirius loves nerds guys!!

[loonyloopylupin96]

WAIT

When did y'all stop calling Sirius/James Starbucks?

[ecstarry]

same boat

bartylus / M --- 5 times they almost kiss and 1 time they do

Their proximity made Barty’s boldness fade inch by inch. They were just two boys looking at each other. 

happy birthday, my dear @sixlane

[my-castles-crumbling]

chill - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 368 - CW: slight mention of Walbuga Black's A+ parenting

Regulus Black has always run cold. Since childhood, he'd suffered from chills and needed extra blankets, even in the middle of summer. His friends even complained about his cold hands; of course he made jokes about them matching his cold heart.

But now, it had gotten worse. A side-effect of one too many Cruciatus Curses, Regulus was always freezing. And it wasn't his fault that James Potter was a fucking furnace.

He noticed it quite early on, almost immediately after coming to stay with the Potters. That heat seemed to emanate off of Potter in waves. And at first, he tried to ignore it. Mostly because Potter was obnoxious and irritating. But also because it was weird. Who thought about their brother's best friend's body heat?

But he also found himself drawn to it. Drawn to him. As if Potter's heat could somehow chase away the coldness that had resided deep in Regulus's soul.

He avoided doing anything about it, though. At least for a little while.

Until one day, he found himself sitting next to Potter on the couch. Sirius was away getting more popcorn before they watched another Muggle film, and he and Potter were completely alone.

And then the other boy shifted, accidentally touching their legs together.

"Merlin!" he yelped, staring at Regulus with wide eyes. "Reg, you're freezing!"

He wanted to roll his eyes and tell him it was no big deal. That he was always like this. But before he could say a word, he found himself positively trapped in a cocoon of blankets, Potter's arm around his waist, pulling him close.

"Better?" the older boy asked, concern on his face.

And fuck. Plastered to Potter's side, heart beating wildly in his chest, he'd never felt so warm. He felt like he was finally thawing. "Yes," he murmured, looking down.

But as he relaxed into Potter's arm, a deep sense of relaxation overtook him, the sensation of warmth and comfort something he hadn't felt in ages. Maybe ever.

He allowed his head to rest on Potter's shoulder, and he swore he felt the other boy's arm tighten around his waist. Perhaps Potter was drawn to him, too.

He was asleep before Sirius returned.

[dovahtobi]

Four To The End Book Four Chapter 9 – I Like Shakespeare, Too is now out!

AO3

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[jaybirdbluejay]

Hello!! If you have the time would you pretty please draw Regulus and Sirius playing chess on the floor and like James on the bed, I love them all sm it’s actually concerning

@selmasdaydreams I was glad to do it!

If anyone has a request of marauders fan art, don't hesitate to fill my asks!

[sunseekerchild]

Regulus: Do you ever just... think before you act?

Barty: Absolutely not. That ruins the fun.

[hoaxriot]

BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM!

parings. sirius black x fem!reader

summary. when you’re finally ready to tell your parents you’re dating— sirius black. your father was far from approving him.

Standing in front of your mirror wearing a dress you picked out just for Sirius, summer break was here and he was finally away from his home living at the Potter's house so Sirius demanded he took you on a real date. The only problem was your parents, you hadn't told them you were dating someone let alone a Black. Ever since you could understand words, you knew your parents did not like that family— more of your father but your mother didn't care for them.

"Oh, sweetheart," Your mother said from your doorway, "You look stunning." A smile graced her face, a smile that mirrored yours.

"Thank you, mom." You turned around as your dad came into view, "Um, before he gets here I wanted to tell you who I was dating." You shifted awkwardly on your feet, they stood waiting for your answer.

Clearing your throat, "Sirius... Sirius Black. And before you flip out, Father, he isn't like his parents, he isn't like what you imagine." You explained hoping your dad would believe you but as soon as you said his name, a disgusted look painted your father's face as your mother's smile dropped.

Your father sighed as he looked at you. "Bug, I love you and want you to be happy but no I will not approve of my daughter dating a Black." His stern voice caused you to frown, before you could respond the doorbell rang causing your father to mutter under his breath before turning around.

"Love," Your mother called out following her husband with you right behind her. "Momma, please." You called out to her, you loved your dad and you knew he was just protective of you but you did not want him to yell at your boyfriend.

Your father opened the door before you could get to him, "Lo—oh. Hi Mr—“ You heard Sirius behind the door making you sigh.

"You will stay away from my daughter, Black." He spat, the way your father said his last name made Sirius shuffle back dropping the flowers to his side, petals falling onto your porch.

"Sir?" His voice was so quiet, the tears that had started to form fell down your cheeks, "I will not allow my daughter to be sucked into that family of yours, do you understand me? Stay away from her." And the door was slammed in his face.

"Father," You breathed out as your shoulders slumped. Your parents turned to you at your broken voice, and your mother came to your side rubbing soothing circles on your back. Your dad sighed at the betrayal on your face, he stepped forward as you stepped away from your mother's touch.

"No. You can't cage me for the rest of my life, I'm happy. Isn't that all that matters to you?" You sniffled looking between your parents, you saw it in your mothers' eyes but she would never fight against your father.

"Sweetheart, of course, but you have to understand me." Your father spoke taking your spot beside your mother.

You scoffed, "No! Understand me, I love him." You had raised your voice at them for the first time in your life, storming past them opening the door slamming it. Barefoot and your dress halfway buttoned, you started walking towards James Potters' house. It was just behind your neighborhood.

"Get back here!" Your father yelled your name as you started walking faster until you turned onto the street out of his eyesight. A sob escaped your lips, never once had you fought with your dad, and now you were running away from him. You were more angry at the fact he was trying to keep Sirius away from you.

You whimpered as the gravel dug into your feet causing you to slow down, seeing the Potters house you took a deep breath walking across the street. Wiping the tears as you walked up to the front door, knocking and waiting.

"Hey, princess," James said with a sympathetic smile, your lips tugged upwards at the nickname. "Hi, can you get Sirius?" Your voice was so quiet James had to lean down, he looked at you and you realized you probably looked crazy, your makeup was ruined by your tears. He nodded leaving the door open, you shifted on your feet that were hurting adding to the pain.

You heard footsteps causing you to look up and seeing Sirius in the same state as you for different reasons, you frowned feeling guilty but you were too afraid to step forward. Sirius shut the door behind him walking past you to sit on the swing, you followed him feeling deja vu from the many times you sat on it with him.

"I'm sorry."

"He's right."

The two of you spoke at the same time, your head snapped to him at his words. "Sirius, no he's not. I want to be with you, I love you." Your voice was hushed but begging, he shook his head standing up.

"No, even if that was true, he was right. I can't let you be sucked into my family, even if I got away they still haunt me. I don’t deserve you.” He said through tears, you gasped quietly looking away from him as he looked at you.

"Sirius, I love you, if I ever had a problem with your last name, why would I have stayed all this time? Why would I even begin with you? Siri, please." You begged standing up, you grabbed his face with your hands, he leaned into your touch for a second before flinching away. making you step away with a shaky breath.

You stared at the side of his face as he refused to look into your eyes, "You're pathetic, Sirius." You sobbed out as you brushed past him, bringing your hand to your mouth to hide your sobs as you went back home, ignoring your parents' calls to you slamming your door and locking it.

You didn't know when you fell asleep but you woke in the morrning on top of your covers, still in your dress. Groaning at the light, you rolled out of bed grabbing clothes for the day before going to the shower. After the shower, you sat on your vanity hoping your makeup could fix your eye bags.

“Princess,” Someone called from behind your door, you already knew who it was. “Come in.” You called out quietly as you leaned back in your chair as James walked in sitting on your bed, you turned around in your chair to face him.

“Listen, Sirius is a mess and you are too, I hate seeing my best friends like this but I won’t say anything until I hear your side.” He spoke grabbing one of your stuffed animals, James Potter has been your best friend since you could remember.

You sighed rubbing your eyes, you felt that feeling in the back of your throat. “I don’t wanna talk about it. If he wants to be done with me because he doesn’t think he deserves me or whatever, I can’t change his mind, Jamie.” You cursed yourself for beginning to cry again, the boy in front of you frowned. You sighed turning around leaning your elbows on your desk, putting your face in your hands to cry— James knew you hated crying in front of people.

Your name fell from his lips but you still didn’t turn around, “Buggie.” He said standing up to stand behind you, that stupid nickname that you got as a kid for always playing with bugs.

“Sirius loves you, more than I’ve seen him love someone. It’s scary for him and you know that, so why are you giving up? I’ve never once seen you give up, princess. It’s where the nickname came from.” He said causing you to turn around as he kneeled down to be face to face with you, his hand finding its way to your knee to rub soothing circles.

Taking a deep breath, “It’s scary for me too, Jamie. I’ve never loved anyone like that before, a-and I know how he is but I won’t fight for something that he won’t fight for too.” You looking at your best friend, “Just because my father doesn’t approve of him does not mean I won’t see him.“

“But it’s not your father, bug. You know that.” He said tilting his head, making you sigh, James was always right.

“I called him pathetic.” You whispered, ashamed you said that to Sirius. James licked his lips, he already knew that because Sirius cried about it to him and Remus. “Well, he’s outside if you wanna go and talk to him, hm?” James spoke tapping your knee before standing up with his hand held out for you. You took with a smile, walking down the stairs to see Sirius and your parents talking at the kitchen table.

Sirius stood up at the sight of you, he said something to your parents before walking over to you. “Well, I’ll go hang with your parents and you two can talk outside.” James said winking at you as Sirius opened the door for you.

The two of you sat on the steps to your front porch, “listen, I love you, so so much, baby. And I know you have no problem with who my parents or family are, I love you and I have no problem sucking up to your father— but we talked and he loves me,” the two of you laughed. “I love you. Thats all, I want to be with you, I want you to be apart of my family-“ you pulled a face, “nope, that came out wrong. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, what I meant was I want to start our own family and make the Black name have a better story behind it.” You smiled at him, intertwining your fingers with his, he squeezed your hand three times.

You squeezed him back, “I love you, Sirius. You deserve me and so much more. I wanna be with you for the rest of my life too.” Sirius chuckled removing his hand from your hold to grab your face, leaning in until you captured his lips. You smiled into the kiss hearing James yell, he cheered opening the door stepping between the two of you grabbing your shoulder to make you stand up.

“Well, that’s just great, right?” He said looking at your parents who smiled with a nod, “Great, yeah. Well, now that’s out of the way, we’re gonna go out for the day. Princess, here are your shoes!” He cheered handing you a pair of your shoes before running off. Sliding your shoes on before taking Sirius’ hand in yours to follow James.

You looked over your shoulder to smile at your parents who were already looking at you with smiles.