#anyways!!!! that’s one hell of a secret for remus to keep

[eddieisashifter]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐆? — MY MARAUDERS REALITY

this is a brief tour of my bag in my maruaders era hogwarts dr! this bag has been with me though literally everything and she's only holding on due to mending enchantments I put on her when I first started to notice her descent. some of the stuff in her is...probably less than legal. but hey! snitches get stiches, alright? inspired by this post by @chaaistained and this one by @hrrtshape!!

my trusty messenger bag that i carry literally everywhere with me. you wouldn't catch me dead using just my pockets to carry all my shit. she's basically a staple of my appearance. anyway, let's open her up!

BUT FIRST——THE DECOR!

✦ my pinback buttons! the "kind hearted degenerate" was stolen from Sirius' patch jacket (I think he let me take it), the "cult leader" was a gift from barty because of course it fucking was, and the other two my sister, eden, and I found just outside of diagon alley (we fought over who got to keep them. I won, obviously. so, i display them proudly, she hates it).

✦ i also have my prefect pin stuck onto the strap of my bag because it's so much better to have on there than my robes. no one's gotten mad at me so whatever.

✦ the dice keychain was stolen from eden's room. I thought it was pretty and she hasn't missed it so

✦ the froggy keychain I found in a muggle shop and needed immediately. I may have a secret obsession with froggos, my friends may or may not be very aware of this fact. he also might be cursed, I swear I hear him ribbit when it gets quiet.

✦ the other keychain I found half-buried in a public park. no idea where it came from or how it got there.

ONTO THE POCKETS! my bag has four pockets on the outside, two that close and two that are just slots on the side. they're all full of shit.

LEFT FRONT POCKET

this pocket is entirely full of trash. literal trash. some of it is cute notes from my friends and such, but the other half is actual trash. I say I'm going to use it to junk journal, I don't. It just sits there in the pocket, unused. I refuse to clean it out.

but the notes!

✦ three fortunes from three fortune cookies that I got on three separate occasions at three different restaurants. — the first "you have the ability to see the bright side in things, do not lose that ability" I got on an outing with my family. it was a rough time all around and the whole dinner was tense, but getting that fortune just reaffirmed my belief in aiming for the best, even when it's unrealistic, so I kept it. — the "your love of music will be an important part of your life" I got on one of my first real dates with sirius. I already knew he dreamed of being a musician, so I took it as a sign we were going to work out. and well, it was correct. — finally, the "whatever you want to do, do it. there are only so many tomorrows" fortune found me when I was wrestling with my feelings. I hadn't intended to fall for remus, but I had. I didn't know what to do. but, I took this as a sign to just go for it and be true to my feelings. It worked out. so I kept it as a reminder, like I did with sirius' one.

✦ "I'll let you drag me to hell if it means you'll hold my hand" note that sirius passed me one day in the middle of class. like that wouldn't make me insane in public. stupid dog.

✦ "kind of a pretty boy, isn't he?" note that I found dropped on the ground in divination. when I picked it up, some girl turned beet red. amusing, really.

✦ "we are all haunted houses" note that I wrote on the corner of a notepad and tore out. I found it at the bottom of my bag weeks later. I cant for the life of me remember what I was talking about, though I think I was onto something.

✦ "not everything has to make sense. let it go. choose peace." note that was written at the top of one of my papers for divination class. professor was far too done with my constant questioning of why things worked the way they did.

✦ "just make it exist first, you can make it good later" sticky note that I wrote to stick onto my writing desk to try and help ward off my perfectionism. It remained there for years until I accidently knocked it down and it refused to stick up again. so, i shoved it into my bag with the others.

✦ "the memory is unclear but the feelings remain" written on a blank polaroid photo. barty accidently took a picture as he dropped my camera. evan wrote the words on the picture that came out. I think he thought he was being poetic. I kept it regardless.

✦ "I think you're afraid because we get along so well. I think it scares you." one of the notes sirius taunted me with in our rivals phase of our rivals to lovers arc. torn in two and carefully taped back together.

✦ "dear me, don't fall back into old patterns just because they're familiar. love, me." letter written for an assignment. that 'write a letter to your younger self' writing prompt nonsense? I didn't want to do it, so I wrote the first thing that came to my head. still got an O though.

✦ an unopened letter. the front says "open when fate decrees it". that trelawney girl got a cheshire smile when I picked it up. I've had it for five years.

✦ also a train ticket from my very first year of hogwarts

✦ other trash in this pocket includes: a to-do list that says "1. ace your o.w.ls, 2. take over the world", at least four salazar slytherin trading cards, a receipt from the record shop in hogsmede, a punch card from the three broomsticks with ten punches in it (I probably should use it at some point), a scrawled list of hexes that barty copied from the restricted section of the library, and a note I passed to reggie that says "do me a favor, kill your brother" that he threw back at me with a scrawled "NO." underneath.

RIGHT FRONT POCKET

the snack pouch, basically. if I'm hungry, this is where I'm reaching.

✦ a chocolate frog that's probably melted slightly with how long it's been in there. I think barty gave it to me on the train ride. it's probably still good, right?

✦ raven chocolates that are literally better than any wizarding candy, trust.

✦ jelly slugs because gummies are the superior form of candy

✦ also chai teabags because you never know when you might need it (also because I'm picky about my chai)

SIDE POCKETS

LEFT SIDE POCKET

✦ my round sunglasses that are basically my staple.

✦ the swiss army knife that eden has a matching one of. i enchanted it so that the blade doesn't grow dull. honestly, much better than a wand half the time, but don't tell anyone I said that.

✦ vampire pill box that has enchanted ibuprofen. thank you dorcas my love. one of these does 10x the effect as a regular without the damage to your internal organs or risk of an overdose.

RIGHT SIDE POCKET

✦ a crocheted chanel rose made for me by evan's sister, pandora. it's hella impressive actually.

✦ my trusty vivienne westwood lighter. used to be my mom's, I took it from her purse as a well rebellious thirteen year old. it also has a matching cigarette case that I also stole. i was having my kleptomaniac era. there is also skull bandages tucked inside the case.

INTERIOR POCKET

where i keep all the loose things that would get lost in the bottom of my bag otherwise.

✦ tiny bottles of banned potions that dorcas made for me. I make sure to keep the corks on very tightly.

✦ a jar of human teeth. no, I will not explain where I got them.

✦ jars of bones. not human (yet).

✦ intricate jar, full of enchanted, basically holy, water. for all your banishing needs. never summon anything you don't know how to get rid of.

✦ a jar of salt. for the same reason. also salt.

✦ tin of tiny candles for on-the-go spellwork because you never know when you might need it.

✦ tiny clay charms of tarot cards also made by pandora. she passed them to me in divination. she never did tell me why. they are pretty cute though.

MAIN POCKET

✦ a leatherbound journal full of all my secrets. jinxed, obviously. possibly with some that I would get in trouble for casting. their fault really for trying to snoop. includes detailed plans of world domination, lists of hexes and curses ordered by their usefulness, recounts of possibly prophetic dreams, and lists of very good numbers

✦ poetry journal for my midnight poetic ramblings. not jinxed, not yet. also includes my casebook recounts of strange romantic feelings, complete with red string.

✦ my trusty wand. black walnut and dragon heartstring, 12"

✦ a lace fan for when it gets far too hot to be legal. because I can't be sweating not in style

✦ a very illegal time-turner hidden inside a matchbox. I probably shouldn't have told you that I have that.

✦ a vintage comb that I call my tactical comb.

✦ my leather bat-wing wallet. one of the most important things in this bag

✦ my black makeup pouch that mary poppins would envy.

✦ my heavily annotated copy of "scottish fairy tales" that I've had with me since my first year of hogwarts. I think there's more notes and highlights than actual text. and the notes are more journal entries than actual annotations.

✦ tiny bird scissors I stole from madame pomfrey. they're for sewing. I don't do much sewing. but I can chase sirius around with them, threatening to cut the stitches on his patches. it's very amusing.

✦ an extra lighter, clipped onto the inside of my bag, just in case my trusty one ever breaks. so far, it hasn't.

✦ a special edition of the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde, my favorite book of all time. this edition was a gift from reggie, who knows my love of it.

✦ a fountain pen for my sudden bursts of inspirational musing. enchanted to never dry of ink and never need to dip it. I stole it from my older brother, alastair. I can't help it, he makes such good enchantments.

✦ a fancy flask. yes, of course there's alcohol in it. what did you take me for, a lightweight?

✦ vivienne westwood gloves for the colder months, an enchanted lining to keep your hands at the perfect temperature, not too hot and not too cold.

✦ the box of my trusty tarot cards. they always seem to call me out. they also have a bit of an attitude. typical.

✦ a coin that's engraved with "one more chapter" on one side and "go to bed" on the other. for very important dilemmas regarding my sleep schedule. do I ever listen to it when it lands on "go to bed"? no, of course not. don't tell me what to do.

WALLET

✦ my galleons. the wallet is linked to my vault at gringotts so I don't run out of money, because that would be embarrassing.

✦ photos of my friends and I. i know, I know, very sentimental of me. — photo of dorcas and eden from one of the slytherin common room parties — a photo of me, barty, and dorcas with a mall santa. he looks like he's being held hostage. — photo of me playing chess with dorcas (off camera) while barty lounges across the bed, pouting because he lost to me minutes ago. — photo of evan, me and reggie at one of our families' stupid summer galas. having friends makes them more bearable. — photo of evan and me from one of the royals' summer outings — photo of me and barty on a late-night hogsmede outing — photo i took of dorcas at one of the slytherin common room parties as we dared her to chug her drink

✦ an id, so people know who I am. as if they didn't already, pfft. it is also fake.

✦ spare condoms. enough said.

MAKEUP POUCH

✦ my signature black lipstick. can't go anywhere without that beauty. enchanted for long-lasting wear. the touch-ups are hardly necessary, but it does make people look at my lips~ also enchanted with love magic so when he kisses me he thinks I'm god. (I think that might make it illegal, but who's gonna snitch anyway?)

✦ tinted chapstick for dry lips.

✦ a spare eyeliner pen, because none of my looks would be complete without eyeliner.

✦ a knife inside a lipstick tube. just incase one knife wasn't enough. also great to scare the shit out of your friends with

✦ extra mascara, also for touchups.

✦ a black nail polish. also for touch ups. though, usually not my own. barty can never seem to keep his nail polish from chipping for longer than a day.

✦ cannabis and rose roller perfume. in case my aura isn't addicting enough. enchanted by dorcas with glamour magic, obviously. she's literally a goddess.

✦ my chanel compact mirror that also answers most of my questions. "mirror mirror in my hand, what's the answer to question #6?"

✦ a vivienne westwood claw clip that I stole from my older sister, morgaine. she's so damn uptight all the time and she's still freaking about about losing this clip. it's all I can do not to laugh aloud.

✦ a shit ton of hair ties and bobby pins just strewn throughout the pouch. I'll lose all of them eventually.

[grimst4rs]

remus was skimming through the books in the library, when suddenly—

“hello.”

remus looked behind him. now, in front of him, stood a slighter and neater version of sirius. his hair was shorter, his robes were proper and his stature smaller, yet he had the same aristocratic features and the same air of superiority sirius did.

“may i help you?” he asked politely. he’d heard a few things about regulus black, most of them not particularly pleasant.

“you are in my way.” regulus glared at him. remus’ eyebrows furrowed; couldn’t he just pass by? “remus lupin, is it?”

“yeah, that’s me. why?”

“you are friends with sirius.” an understatement, if you asked remus. friends didn’t usually snog, or keep a certain level of a relationship a secret from their friends. but, then, again, regulus didn’t need to know that. “he talked about you. and about potter, and about that other boy who follows you around whose name i do not know.”

“peter,” he replied. “i don’t know why we’re having this conversation, to be honest. i mean, don’t get me wrong, i—”

“because you’re in my way,” regulus drawled. “i have to get a book for my potions essay, and you are in my way.” he passed remus, now standing a few steps away from him, who was not feeling particularly pleased by the conversation. then, he heard regulus clear his throat. “how is sirius?” he asked, pointedly avoiding eye contact with him, as if they could burn into their sockets if their eyes so much as met.

remus exhaled; well, if they had a subject in common, that was it. “he’s, ah, fine. great, even.”

“professor slughorn has been asking him to join his exclusive club for years now,” he said, matter-of-factly. “but i told him not to expect anything of sirius, and that he wouldn’t join, because he doesn’t want people,” regulus scoffed, as if the words he were about to utter physically pained him, “kissing up his arse. those were his words, not mine.”

“i heard them a handful of times, yes, remus laughed, as regulus passed him, book in his hand.

yet his laugh died down when he saw the black shadow lying underneath the sleeve of regulus’ crisp, white shirt; a dark-skulled serpent.

[sophsicle]

I'm Sorry I'm the One You Love

Part I (Part II)

Sirius Black isn't in love with James Potter. Though sometimes Remus looks at him like he is. Like Sirius is sad and pathetic and...he doesn't even know, pining?

But he isn't.

Well.

Alright.

Sad and pathetic, perhaps. Depending on who you ask. On when you're looking. But he isn't pining. And he isn't in love with James.

That would be too easy.

Sirius thinks he could bear just being in love with him. Thinks that's a pill he could swallow. Unrequited feelings and all that. He'd mope around and write sad songs and drink too much. But eventually he'd get past it the way people seem to do with those kinds of feelings. But he isn't in love with James, is the problem.

He's fucking consumed by him.

"Sirius."

"Don't start."

Remus huffs, but, mercifully, goes back to his coursework, shaking his head while he does. Sirius, on the other hand, keeps staring at James and Lily. They aren't doing anything really, Sirius doesn't reckon Evans is one for big, public displays of affection. But then, maybe that'd be better. James and him don't - they've never - done that. Kiss or anything. So. It probably wouldn't feel so much like a kick in the fucking teeth the way watching them now does. Leaning into one another, heads nearly pressed together, whispers traded back and forth, secret smiles, nudging feet. James and Sirius have done that plenty.

Remus sighs again. "Why don't you talk to him?"

After a few seconds Sirius manages to pull his eyes away from the grotesque spectacle on the other side of the library. Why the hell are they sitting there anyway? Surely they could have sat at the same bloody table?

"I talk to him every day," Sirius says blankly. Which earns him a deeply unimpressed look.

"You know what I mean."

"I don't."

"You do."

"Don't."

He gets an eye roll this time. "Fine," muttering as he picks up his quill. "Have it your way then."

Remus has freckles splashed across his nose and cheeks, and just about the longest eyelashes Sirius has ever seen. He's obsessed with them, to tell you the truth. He's asked Remus if he uses some kind of potion for them but the other boy only scrunched his nose up, giving Sirius a look he didn't understand.

Remus's eyes flick up again now, meeting Sirius's, finding him staring. Sirius doesn't look away. He isn't embarrassed. Not about this. Not about most things, honestly.

"What?" Remus ask warily.

Sirius only shrugs. "Astronomy Tower? Tonight?"

Remus holds his gaze for a long moment before dropping his head again. "Fine." He doesn't sound overly enthusiastic but then, he never does with Sirius.

Sirius has never kissed James. Not even once. Though he's thought about it a few times. Sometimes he wants to ask James if he's thought about it too. Just so he knows. He's never kissed James.

But he has kissed Remus.

Loads.

He thinks he might be an expert at this point.

It takes the edge off. Makes him feel less like he's going insane every time he sees James. Like he wants to eat him and not in a sexual way, not really, more like in the way wolves want to sink their teeth into the necks of rabbits. Want to snap their spines. Want to feel them go limp. Want to swallow them whole so that there's no difference anymore. Between them. Between us. I've made you part of me. Bone of my bones. Blood of my blood. Skin of my skin.

See. It's not love. Sirius doesn't know what it is but it's not that.

After a few more seconds he kicks Remus under the table, causing the other boy to look up in exasperation. But this time when their eyes meet Sirius smiles the way he knows Remus likes. Feeling his insides grow warm when Remus smiles back - even if he's a little delicate about it.

Sirius isn't in love with James Potter.

But he might be in love with Remus.

[kerryshifts]

hey I'm the same anon who asked about merlin dr ideas and though I don't have any official shifting plans rn im getting back into my harry potter obsession (6th grade me would be proud) and ig I'm looking for ideas cus I'm not too fond of scripting original new families idk why but I might try it ig anyway I'm open to any ideas this goes for both marauders and golden trio Era (i will definitely be scripting out alot of the deaths i am sorry I simply cannot allow fred Sirius Cedric and remus to die )

hogwarts script ideas ! pt 1 here.

part i: golden trio era.

( act i. ) for who doesn't want to script a new family.

ONE … DREAMERS, PROPHETS. SAME THING.

malfoy. it's basically royalty. rich, beautiful, almost ethereal. honestly speaking: no matter how much you hate that family, who wouldn't want to be a malfoy? heir to the ancient empire, you were proud of your family… even if sometimes you would secretly disagree with some of their ideals. your mother would treat you as her most precious gift, and your father taught you how to be ambitious and good in politics. your twin (you were I2 minted older!) would never backstab you and betray you. you were living the fantasy of many. except… not everyone would want dreams. not all of malfoys were prophets: it’s very uncommon, and the last prophet of the family happened to be almost 2OO years ago. you were a rarity; able to see the future since you were a kid, the dreams become longer and more vivid with the passing years. you have a big decision on your hands, now: stop and prevent what is coming, or watch it all happen?

TWO … ARE THE RUMORS TRUE?

house of black. after the (disowned) first son sirius went to azkaban, and the death of regulus black … orion and walburga seemed to not have chances of redemption. they were desperate: after regulus' death everything wrong that they did in life slapped them in the face. it was hell. they hated voldemort for what he did to their family, they hated themselves for what they did to their sons. but then, something happened: it was uncommon for a grown up couple like them to be pregnant, but there you were. a third and last possibility. the redemption they asked for. theit third child, and heir of the most noble and most ancient house of black. orion and walburga said fuck you to the ideals that killed their family and had you. loved you, spoiled you… even if you were a bit uncommon: i mean, it’s very rare to see ghosts. your parents decided to keep it a secret from the public (even if there were rumours, of course), because you would have been studied from magiwizards, and they only wanted peace. so, ghosts: walburga started sobbing when you said to her that you can see and talk to your dead brother. or talk to legends in the wizarding world… and even muggles, if you want.

(note: you can script that, since you can also see james potter, he explained the whole sirius-peter thing and that after you told your parents, orion made suuuure to make sirius have a real process, you win the case, and sirius is free)

THREE … RIDDLE ME THIS. (i had to say it. sorry)

riddle / gaunt. well, aren't you harry potter's worst nightmare? child of the dark lord .. you were destined to do something great. you can talk to snakes, and if an immortal man (because of his horcrux) made a child, of course it would have repercussions. your power? enormous. magic? goes insane. intelligence? oh, you are salazar slytherin's wet dream (this is weird, but you get what i mean…).

( act ii. ) for who wants to script a new family.

ONE … WHAT IS THIS, A FANFICTION?

from muggle to fucking legend. you are an avid harry potter reader. really. you love harry potter… so imagine your surprise when, after an earthquake, it's 1994 (or the year you want to shift in) and suddenly you are a fucking wizard. everyone is telling you that you are the child of the 29th pureblood family, but you have no idea what the fuck they are talking about. now, you are rich.. and you go to hogwarts. really cool. oh— and you know everything; everyone assumes you are just a prophet who can see the future. you are like a legend at hogwarts, now. but then, when people start asking you things you never read in the book, and you guess it right… you start to realise that everything you say just become reality. not in a manifestation way… more like magic. it’s kind of insane. chaotic. legend!!!!!!

for now i don't have many originals idea for this… check pt1 tho!!

part ii: marauders era.

ONE … A CLASSIC.

you weren't part of those families that could have been distinguished from the rest by the size of their house or the richness of their ancestors: indeed, they did not distinguish themselves at all. they were one of the many middle class families, lived on the pounds, shillings and pences they earned every day and the two parents tried to raise their three childs as better as they could. the eldest, instead, stood out very well from the rest of their neighbourhood, because of a very particular thing. it didn't happen often to have a witch/wizard in a muggle family, but yours discovered the existence of magic when young you received your letter for hogwarts school of wizardry and witchcraft at your eleventh birthday (and they all were amazed!). a lot of changes came with the 70s. everything was happening everywhere and at all once, but as one of your parents said everytime you thought they couldn't do something: nothing is impossible! and you all tried to keep up with the rules and the people of the wizarding world ⸻ even if, you soon learned, some of the wizards and witches weren't very welcoming.

TWO … CHILD OF WHO!?!?!?

grindelwald. a name that makes everyone shake in their boots. well, look you being there: put under a spell by your father (the dark wizard!!!!) before he got defeated, that makes you unable to get old – almost like stopped in time, like in a coma, you were discovered by the ministry of magic… and there you are. at first, no one knew what to do with you; you not only seemed to be powerful, but you were also a metamorphmagus, they were scared of you. you were just a child, of course… but what if you were like your dad? well, fleamont potter thought that the way his colleagues were acting was absolutely ridiculous. so, he and euphemia adopted you, and james (adopted brother who fortunately has the same age as you) would absolutely burn the world for you. like. real sibilings bond!!!!!!!

hope this helped in any way! <3

[accio-sriracha]

Shouting From the Rooftops.

A Jegulus Oneshot

(Prompt: Try. From a random word generator.)

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"We can't go through this again, James. I gave you my final answer." Regulus hissed as they walked through the corridors to the Slytherin dungeons.

James persisted anyways, nearly having to jog to keep up with Regulus' brisk pace, "I don’t understand why you hate the idea so much. I thought you liked being with me?"

Regulus groaned, "I do, you know I do, but what you're asking is impossible."

"What's so impossible about this? We're already seeing each other in secret, Reggie. I don't want to hide my feelings for you anymore!"

James knew he was being too loud, he didn't care. So what if people over heard him? So what if people stared?

James was in love with Regulus.

And he wasn't ashamed of that.

"Keep your voice down." Regulus muttered, "You shouldn't let people hear you. You know what they would think-"

"I don't care what they think."

"I care. Did you ever think about that?" He snapped. James scoffed,

"Why the hell do you think I've kept my mouth shut for the last three months?" He stopped walking, needing to catch his breath.

Regulus came to a stop just in front of him, staring at him with the hardened expression James had grown used to whenever they talked in public.

James sighed, "I want to see your smile, and not just in your bedroom. I want to sit with you in the sun and laugh and be who we are without all of these fucking secrets."

"These secrets are what's keeping you from being harassed by the entire school." Regulus rose an eyebrow, "I won't put my infatuations above your safety. No matter how much you beg."

"And what if I don't get harassed? What if nobody cares? Your brother is gay. He's been openly dating Remus for three years and nobody gives a shit about them."

"They're different-" Regulus started.

"How? Because you're a Slytherin? Because I'm a Gryffindor? Merlin, if people really cared that much about inter-house relationships you'd think there'd be a lot less of them, wouldn't you?"

"James-"

"No. I'm not finished." He huffed, "I don't want to hide you anymore. I want to take you to hogsmeade with me and my friends. I want to buy you butterbeer and be ridiculously fucking corny and hold doors open for you and give you my jumpers when you're cold. I want those things with you, Reggie."

"I want them too. It's not that I don’t..."

"Then why won't you just try?"

Regulus exploded then, "Because I can't! You know I can't! This is wrong, I-"

"Why?" James asked, cutting him off, "Who says this has to be wrong? Who says I can't love you exactly how you're supposed to be loved? Who says you're not allowed to love me back?"

"What about my brother?" He whispered, "What about Sirius? You're just going to waltz up and tell him you've been seeing me in secret?"

"Why not?"

"I'm not going to be the one to tell him i've been sneaking around with his best friend behind his back!"

"Then I'll tell him! I will gladly be the one to tell him the good news, because that's what this is. This is the best thing that's ever happened to me, Reg. Sirius is my best friend and I hate keeping things from him. You know how badly I've wanted to tell him about you."

"He'll never forgive us." Regulus looked away, "He won't understand. I'm his brother, your his best friend."

"He'll understand. I know he will. Just give me a day. Please. Just one day. If you don't like it we can pretend to break up, I swear."

"James-"

James kept going, not wanting to hear whatever excuse he came up with this time,

"I want to love you, Regulus. I want to walk down the halls holding your hand. I want to scream at the top of my lungs from the towers that you're mine. I want to give you the entire fucking world. Please just let me try."

There was a long silence. James tilted Regulus' chin so they met eyes. Regulus' were brimming with tears,

"Fine." He whispered, his voice breaking, "We can try."

And that was all the confirmation James needed.

He kissed him. It was deep and agonozingly beautiful. He kissed him until neither of them could remember how to breathe.

"I love you." He whispered against Regulus' lips, "And I don't care who knows it."

Regulus knew he should hesitate, he should look around to make sure nobody was watching, but something about the way James was smiling at him, something in the earnestness in his voice made him soften,

"I love you too, Jamie." He murmured.

And they kissed again. Right there in the middle of the hall.

They went straight to the Gryffindor common room, Regulus' restless hand tucked neatly in James' sure one.

When they told the others, Sirius was the first to hug them, congratulating them on coming out.

"We've known for a while, mate." Sirius smiled, ruffling James' hair, "It's good you finally felt ready to tell us."

The rest of their friends followed suit in congratulating them, the room was filled with smiles and laughter. James had never felt so happy.

And that was it.

From that point on the pair of them went everywhere together, they ate their meals side by side, they took strolls by the lake with their fingers intertwined. They went to The Three Broomsticks and everyone could see James holding open the door for him, putting down the money for both of their drinks as Regulus fidgeted with the tag on his jumper, the tag that read J.F.P.

And if you happened to hear shouting that sounded an awful lot like James Potter's voice coming from the astronomy tower, it's best to keep walking, he'll be there for a while.

[stupidstrawberrystars]

Okay! I have this fic idea. Wolfstar and Jegulus. Ready? 

So, Remus and Sirius have been on/off dating since Hogwarts. They’re currently off and have been for the last year, the longest break they’ve had so far. 

Regulus didn’t go to Hogwarts, and runs into Sirius one day at a cafe and they get to catching up. Regulus and James flirt but, despite prompting from Regulus, James won’t ask him out. 

So once the brothers are vibing, maybe a month after re-meeting, Sirius introduces Regulus to Remus and they hit it off. Platonic Moonwater is living it up.

And then Regulus decides to introduce his friends to his brother and the others. They get along alright(ish) but Remus really hits it off with everyone (mostly…)

So Remus starts hanging out with the Slytherin Skittles more often. 

Say like 2-3 months later and they’re all hanging out (Skittles and Remus) and Barty goes, “I’m the opposite of gullible, I never fall for your shit Regulus” after some conversation about Regulus’ tricks.

And it gives Regulus an idea. 

So later that night when they’re alone, Regulus comes to Remus with said idea. 

There’s a fancy social event happening in like two weeks that Regulus is invited too. And he’s got a plus one. So he suggests Remus and him go as a “couple“ to prank Barty. And Regulus isn’t supposed to know Barty will be there (you can thank Evan for telling him) so it’ll seem like Remus and Regulus are just trying to get away from everyone and be together in secret. 

Remus is in since he’s been finding Barty a bit annoying and wants to prove that he is gullible. Plus he’s doubting Sirius intent behind his recent flirting with Remus and he could use a fun night out to distract himself. 

So they go. They go and they trick Barty so fast it’s laughable… but Regulus has been weird all night. He keeps sneaking glances at the door to the big fancy room they’re in, and 30 minutes ago he asked Remus if it’d be alright if they kissed to fuck with his homophobic boss who’s here… except they still haven’t done it? And Regulus isn’t super touchy.

Just when Remus is about to ask what’s going on, Regulus turns to him and announces they must kiss. And they do.

It’s alright. Regulus makes some joke about Sirius’ pining making more sense now he knows what a good kisser Remus is. And Remus doesn’t even get to ask about the “pining” because from the other side of the room, a very familiar voice yells “WHAT THE FUCK?”

And then Sirius and James are stood in front of Remus and Regulus.  

Oh. That’s why he’s been watching the door. Regulus knew Barty would tell James, to be a pain, and that these two would come here and see their kiss and then, what? Beg for them back? 

Regulus played Remus. The genius.

Anyway, Sirius starts talking, contradicting himself every next sentences, going from saying he’s happy for them and doesn’t want to lose them, to calling them names and accusing Regulus of backstabbing him. Then he leaves. James whispers, “I should’ve asked sooner Reg. Taken my head out my arse. I’m sorry.” And follows Sirius. Clearly Barty told them what they told him. They’ve “been together” for two months.  James and Sirius both thought him and Regulus were an actual real couple. 

Remus freezes for a moment but then he heads to the exit to follow them, Regulus close behind. And Remus shoots him a look. An annoyed one.

So they get outside and before Sirius and James can get in a taxi, Reg yells “WE’RE NOT DATING YOU DICKS!” 

Sirius turns around and silently walks over to Regulus with the most murderous look on his face. And whispers “What?”

Then Remus decides to interject, “We’re not dating. For the record though, we could. You two have been fucking hopeless at communicating with us. Hell, we’ve been broken up over a year Sirius.”

And Sirius turns to Remus, and with a slightly raised but wobbly voice, he answers, “We’ve been on and off again since we started dating Remus. We weren’t supposed to end on OFF. I still have the fucking ring I was going to give you before you broke up with me, it’s in the corner of my room. And while you’ve been kissing my brother, I’ve been planning a big gesture to ask you out again for months. Fuck, I was going to do it next week. The anniversary of when we met.” 

(btw Remus broke up with Sirius but because Sirius was pulling away and they weren’t talking. They’re at equal fault but where Remus has been trying to talk, Sirius has been brushing it off and just flirting). 

But long story short, Remus kisses Sirius and they’re all happy again. Oh and they agree to get some couples therapy. Cause that’s always important. 

Then James makes his cutesy speech, going all, “I should’ve gotten over myself sooner” and “I wanted to make it perfect” and “I thought maybe you didn’t actually like me and just liked out flirting thingy” and, after some torture from Regulus, pretending to say no, they hook up too.

And everyone’s happy :) 

[xmiuux]

MOONSTARCEST PLEASEEEEE TELL ME ABT IT

They're always on my mind. My OT3. I feel like the most popular variant would be wolfstar + Regulus but my heart is taken by Starcest + Remus who joins them later. He's always had a crush on Sirius but didn't know Reg very well, he kinda saw Reg as this Victorian horror movie child that's better left alone. But then somehow he ends up getting closer to both of them, and he thought he'd known Sirius so well but it turns out that there's a whole new side to Sirius when he's with Reg??? And Reg, oh Reg. He's a whole different person to what Remus had thought. So different to the haughty closed off mask he shows in public. Anyway they end up as friends with benefits (probably because Sirius asked and Regulus could never say no to him) and at first Remus is delusional as hell but eventually he has to accept that he's hopelessly in Love with both of them, and listen, my favourite concept is Remus being In Love With Their Love. He knows the brothers have been through hell and yet they're always so gentle and loving with each other and every time he sees them together it takes his breath away. He's such a pining loser but he thinks they could never want more from their arrangement, they're already so perfect together. Meanwhile Reg is having a crisis because he's falling for Remus and he eventually has a breakdown in front in front of Sirius (they're physically unable to keep secrets from each other) where he confesses about his feelings and Sirius, who's loved both Reg and Remus for as long as he can remember, is like 👀👀 Reg likes Remus? I interesting... But he's Reg's big brother before he's anything else so for now he focuses on reassuring Reg that he's not angry and he tells Reg that just because he loves Remus doesn't mean he loves Sirius any less. So after that Sirius keeps his eyes Open and starts subtly playing a matchmaker, encouraging both when they confide their feelings to each other. But he never tells them that the other one likes them too, he knows they have to figure it out by themselves. Anyway Remus and Reg are the biggest nerds, they bond over literature and leave each other poems and shit like that. And something something there's a big fight where Remus leaves and the brothers realise that it's just not the same without him anymore. Sure they're perfect together but Remus... Remus fills all the cracks they hadn't known they had. So then there's the making up and confessions and they make love and Remus says "I'll stay with you for as long as you want me" and Sirius says "promise" and Remus does and they're so perfect together and I love them so much you have no idea how much I love them. Also in my head Reg is a dom, Remus is a switch and Sirius is a sub.

Also I couldn't not take this opportunity to promote my wolfstarcest series that's like a bunch of one shots from the au I just described: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4099510

[tedwardremus]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! ❤️

OMG, thank you for the ask! Self rec five fics... okay...

Those Whom The Gods Love Die Young - An experiment in writing for me. This is the tale of the marauders told as an old folk tale.

So the spirits, with their love for the boys, granted them their dreams. “But be warned,” the wind whispered as the boys entered the forest again, “the young mortal men whom the gods favor are destined to die young.” But the boys did not hear the wind over their boisterous camaraderie, and the warning went unheard. 

Am I To Suffer This Constant Stream of Interruption? - A fluffy little Teddy and Victoire piece. Their first date keeps getting interrupted by James Sirius Potter.

"Do you think that kid has ever had a thought he didn't immediately have to shout out loud?" Teddy asked Vic while they watched James skip up the street and tackle his cousin Fred, who was too distracted with the latest Firebolt 300 in the window of the quidditch shop to notice James, into a bale of hay.

Your Friend, James - Another fun little writing experiment. An epistolary fic with James and Lily sending each other letters (and falling in love).

Lily, You have finally found out Padfoot’s dark secret. He is not an aristocratic heir to a great fortune, as he has led all to believe. He actually has an unbearable Scouse accent. Get him good and drunk and it comes out. Wormtail came over the other day and helped me practice quidditch. Ever since I told the lads that McGongall invited a pro scout to watch me play next year, Peter’s been dedicating time to help me train. I think he’s hoping that if I go pro, I’ll get him free tickets. Which I would if that were to happen. He doesn’t need to become my personal trainer (especially since, Merlin, I love the chap, but he is not the best at flying a broom and throwing a quaffle at the same time.) It's hard to practice quidditch by oneself, though, so I appreciate the effort.

Does Permanent Mean Forever? - My head canon for marauders and getting tattoos.

“Excellent, Wormy!” James clapped his hands, “Yes, that’s exactly what we will do! Let’s take the Knight Bus to London and we’ll get our animagus forms tattooed on ourselves. Well, Moony will get his you-know-what.” “Fantastic,” Sirius said, sitting up straight in the chair, “I propose Prongs gets antlers tattooed on his arse.” Remus’ face darkened as he took another drink, "There is absolutely no way in hell I am getting a wolf tattoo.” “Aw, come on, Moony,” Peter whined, “Don’t ruin the fun!”

Interesting House Guests - A new fic but one that I had been thinking about for a long time. Sirius invites his friends to stay over at Grimmauld Place one summer. The seeds to him running away are planted.

“Oh, baby Reggie wouldn’t have anything as unseemly as muggle bathing suit models on his walls!” James exclaimed in mock horror. “No, much worse, he’s been clipping out news stories of the Death Eater weirdos and sticking them on his wall.” “Ugh,” grimaced Peter, “Why waste precious wall space with dudes wearing masks when you could have naked ladies.” “Exactly my point, Pete. Anyway, Get up,” Sirius nudged Peter with his foot.  “I haven’t finished the tour yet.”

[writers-lore]

OKAY, FINALLY DOING THE AU THING BUT AS BULLET POINTS;

The Hamilton AU:

- Janus found Virgil randomly and adopted him

- Logan was kinda a lawyer

- Remus worked overseas/wasn’t pictured much but it was mentioned he might’ve been serving in the military or somethin’

- Patton and Roman were friends

- Roman was married to someone else, a woman, who would help hide him and she had a daughter from a pervious relationship so he stepped into the dad role for her

- Logan was more of the “you did WHAT?” kind of guy and I forget who did what but they needed a lawyer and Patton found him and he was just like ..*sigh* why… (could’ve sworn it was Roman or Virgil)

- Janus took care of Virgil and was his dad and was protective

- I listed to Satisfied a lot and it became Roman’s song (basically)

- -100/10 I’m afraid of judgement although it was interesting

(This one was created in like late 2020 so judge my past self, not my current self please, I know it’s awful already)

Fantasy;

- ALL TIME FAVORITE AU

- Basically, everything that has happened in Sanders Sides did actually happen here

- There was this door at the very edge of the imagination (imagination is like this cool garden)

- When you go through it there’s this new world with like Dragons and waterfalls and mountains

-In the AU, there’s a person who is part dragon and has wings but is human and she hides from everyone cuz she’s scared

- Then it turns out that her own brother who’s not part dragon is totally against her and betrays her and the entire world there so she has to finally talk to someone

-She gets Roman and he relays it and everyone’s like “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US SOONER????” towards her (there’s a lot of what the hell moments in my AUs)

- 8/10 love this one because of how pretty the other world was

This one was created summer of 2021 and 90% created while I was swinging and spacing out

Mystery/Secret/Split AU;

- This one I still sometimes incorporate into current ones!

-Basically, at one point, the light sides and dark sides were friends and all lived in the same area- no need for travel they were all there

- Janus and Patton were both the leaders of them

- Then they started arguing and it all broke into two- Janus being the leader of the Darksides and Patton the light sides

- They were all young when it happened but Remus and Roman remembered playing together and sharing a room as kids

- That area was abandoned

- Then, Roman and Virgil are messing around (present) and find this secret door and open it by stealing Patton’s keys

- Annnnnddd it shuts behind them and they’re stuck but they’re intrigued by what’s there so they look around

- There was a bookshelf, Logan’s, and it was all dusty and cobwebbed

- They keep looking and find Roman and Remus’s old room and remember EVERYTHING

- They get VERY angry

- Meanwhile, everyone’s like “uhh where’d they go??” And Patton realizes that his keys aren’t in his nightstand anymore and Janus scolds him

- Everyone’s trying to lie to Thomas as to why Roman and Virgil aren’t there (a lot of the lies coming from Remus) and he starts to get suspicious

- Roman eventually realizes that the imaginations connect and Patton comes out and realizes what happened

- 10/10 still use it and still like it

Was created also in 2021 but more like fall of 2021 after I had a dream and went HUH THATS COOL I CAN CHANGE SOME PARTS (dream was weird, Roman and Virgil were getting hit by these two kids with like water balloons and then they chased the kids and then Roman threw one back at the kids and they went inside and NOBODY was there and they were freaked out)

I really hope that these don’t like upset anybody- I’ve been timid to share them for that reason, especially the Hamilton one, so I already know there’s some “…” parts but I don’t make AUs like those anymore anyway- but I think I’ll start posting more recent fanfics that I hope to make in order to get better at writing

[allamericanb-tch]

only the brave thoughts (3)

chapter 24

hrnghhh i’m scared

i’ve been putting this off

regulus is doing prefect things

GASP

sirius has been injured and james found regulus

james is lying about what happened but what else is he supposed to do

ok wait i guess he didn’t lie there actually were hell hounds

regulus telling sirius not to make moves on james 😭

sirius and regulus are speaking french gasp

james pete and sirius making a plan of what to tell remus

“Sirius flops backwards on the pillows arranged around them for this very purpose. Because Sirius is a drama queen in this room and they know he will, at some point, flop.”

omg regulus’ birthday is the same as my friends (may 25) AHH WAIT GEMINI REGULUS WAIT OMG personally i am a fan of his birthday being june 25 but gemini regulus

“Indignant, Peter lifts his chin. “I’m the best at keeping secrets here.” okay pete okay

they’re telling remus the truth. hm. this was the best option really but. hm.

sirius pov oooo

he’s going to have his meeting with regulus eek

“He still doesn’t like thinking about his brother as a person who has… erhm… urges” 😭😭

they’re talking. well fighting mostly

omg the lore

☹️

chapter 25

dorcas

blair still has rainbow hair

regulus is telling dorcas about james

omg dorcas wants to help regulus with his plan (she does not know the plan)

i am so invested in this i need to know what’s going to happen

james

they’re at the three broomsticks

madame rosmerta gave them the back room

they’re playing would you rather interesting

james is having a crisis this is making me lol

come and go room

they got each other christmas presents

oh no why are they fighting

ope fight over

they’re hanky pankying for reals

chapter 26

christmassss

emergency marauder meeting ?!

it’s about the incident

remus is crying ☹️

they’re better now

james misses regulus ☹️

sirius is so down bad

omg the gift AHH it’s a rubik’s cube wait

omg it plays the song

james is crying ☹️❤️‍🩹 

aww he loves him

“Anyway, he used to tell me that he’d one day find someone that would make him feel the way Piaf felt when she wrote it.” ❤️‍🩹

christmas is good

chapter 27

remuuuu

my screen protector is cracked and it’s making it lowk hard to read

guys i’ve read so many fics in between reading this is wolfstar together yet i don’t think so but im not sure

wait i don’t think they are

sirius wants a tattoo

omg wait they’re at a muggle new year’s eve party

remus is telling sirius about the moon landing

countdown time are they gonna kiss

AHHHH THEYRE KISSING OMG

GASP WHATS HAPPENING OH NO

the dark mark no

james pov

effie and monty i swear if you die

they’re here okay okay

oh no remus is missing

REGULUS IS HERE ?! HELLO

oh no

REMUS

GREYBACK ?!

HE JUST BIT REGULUS WHAT

wait it’s not a full moon i think he’s safe

did jet just… die (please someone get the reference)

so it seems he did

james

omg he sees regulus

but regulus doesn’t see him

omg guys

the plot is PLOTTING

i gasped 

james is telling them what happened

☹️

regulus pov again

gasp

plot is plotting

“ We need a strong alpha” BAH STOP 🐺

father son bonding ?

what is this legacy you speak of

omg wait

the present from james

he’s opening it

a snitch (?)

aw wait it has a picture of them in side

a drawing by pandora

i’m nervy for later

chapter 28

remus and regulus on patrol together

remus is asking to see regulus’ arm i’m nervy

he doesn’t have the mark!

they’re at school now

i fear dorcas is going to die in this fic please for the love of god let me be wrong

regulus is going to get the mark during easter break

james pov

he’s waiting for reg in the come and go room are they gonna talk or hanky panky

they’re kissing

hanky panky it is

oh wait now they’re talking

they’re hanky pankying again

gasp

james was going to tell regulus he loves him and regulus is all ““Don’t say it,” he whispers. “I will ruin it.””

gasp

he told him omg

james is going back to the dorm

gasp moony is awake still

they’re talking about sirius

regulus pov again

hm.

they’re in the come and go room again

no why are they fighting

now they’re hanky pankying

my eye is watering so much rn

chapter 29

come and go room

they’re staying the night bc james won’t be able to tomorrow (full moon?)

full moon i knew it i knew it

regulus is in the library doing some more research

he’s tweakin rn

wait

oh no his plan is not planning

wait is he going into the forest oh no

oh no

PANDORAS DREAM

STAG

WAIT

it’s all coming together guys

sirius pov

omg wait

he thinks remus rejected him

wait

sirius james and regulus are talking

gasp wait

the girls are in trouble apparently 

gasp

mary ☹️

they’re having a meeting

hm.

chapter 30

eep i’m almost halfway through

snow ! you know what that means

regulus is talking to slughorn hmmm

hello

did regulus just read slughorns mind

gasp

wait is regulus going to kill voldy

ope wait he’s crying

gasp

all the seventh years are missing

regulus is going to gryffindor tower to look for dorcas

sirius jump scare

ooh he’s learning what happened

regulus isn’t meeting james today ☹️

myrtle jump scare

regulus missed james ☹️

gasp i gasped

how can you switch to james pov at a time like this

oh my

they’re in the dorm again

sirius is crying ☹️

dorcas pov!

gasp she’s talking to marlene

ope she’s crying

oh wait lily definitely has a crush on james

HELLO dorcas was like “we need to find you someone else so you can get over james” and then mary was like “regulus is so hot” 

dorlene save me dorlene

WALBURGA???

HELLO WHY DID PANDORA JUST KISS REGULUS

wait does walburga think pandora and regulus are dating

regulus is so sneak

chapter 31

james !

infirmary still

hello

james and regulus were having a moment and then remus burst in and was like “where is that she devil”

you know what i think is a little bit silly? no real person has ever made me feel the way reading jegulus makes me feel

regulus is sleeping in the infirmary

or he’s supposed to at least

hanky panky

regulus pov

match !

omg tom riddles diary

gryffindor won are we surprised

was that a just lovers reference

jegulus save me jegulus

pandora i love pandora

a new dream ?!

omg the diadem

remus pov !

please i need wolfstar

HELLO REMUS AND LILY KISSED when they were 14

ok i lowk feel bad for lily now like she can’t help that she likes james

HA lily tricked remus into admitting he kissed sirius

ABBA HELLO

omg

guys

omg

THEYRE KISSING AHHHH

i’m giggling my feet rn

[tragcdysewn]

was that grant gustin? oh no no, that was just james potter, a canon character from harry potter. they are twenty one years old, use he/him, and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here:

two and a half years now, his age is closer to twenty three

what is your character’s job:

he's a secret service agent!

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom:

initially, only up to the fidelius charm, but as of halloween 2021, he remembers up to his death

has any magic affected your character:

none beyond altering his memories for a bit

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know:

james potter my beloved. he was born to rich pureblood parents, after they thought they couldn't have kids, so he grew up rather spoiled and arrogant

he was sorted into gryffindor at hogwarts, and immediately became friends with sirius black, remus lupin, and peter pettigrew, while keeping up an intense rivarly with severus snape

he was absolutely an arrogant little fuck as a kid. he was a rich kid who was good at sports, of course he turned out that way. but he ultimately has a good heart, even if he can absolutely be kind of a dick sometimes

he was head over heels for lily evans from the time he was eleven, but she had zero interest in him until he grew the hell up and acted like a mature adult. they started dating as teenagers, and just barely beat teen pregnancy, good for them!

war time pregnancy is just as cringe though, so they did have a bit of a shotgun wedding after joining the order of the phoenix. they knew the order was fighting for what was right, and james was eager to join up as soon as he turned seventeen

their son, harry, ended up being prophesied as the chosen one who would defeat voldemort, and he and lily went into hiding to protect themselves and their son, but unfortunately they were betrayed

peter gave away their location, and james sacrificed himself to give lily time to get harry and get out of the house. he and lily both died, and his son was sent to his in laws to be raised in a muggle community

in dc, james is still a cocky little shit, but he's mostly grown out of the arrogance and swaggering of his youth. he has enough money that he doesn't really need to work, but he does so anyway, because he hates being idle. he does throw that money around a bit, but more in a 'why not' kind of way then a 'show off' kind of way

he's also definitely furious having heard how his son grew up. even if sirius wasn't available or legitimate reasons, vernon and petunia would have been his absolute last choice to raise his son, and that will never change

[asksuccubussides]

(Hi, it’s me. First ask of the new blog. I can’t wait to see where this will go. Also I’m not sure if you (Lukas) want people coming over from the last blog to use the same sign off. Mine was Glow Eyes. Or if you want us to come up with new ones. Either way is fine but I wasn’t sure. Anyway onto the ask.)

Hello Roman. I hope you enjoyed Venice. I’ve never been myself but it sounds beautiful. I’m just a friendly traveler from another dimension and was wondering if you could tell me a little bit about yourself. Thanks in advance.

(You can come up with a new sign off if u want to C:)

Roman stopped abruptly as you appeared in the middle of the way. Remus had zoned out while following him so he bonked right into his brother's backside.

"Look! it's some....thing!"

"Want me to poke it with a stick?"

You began telling your message to which Roman jumped back and swung both his arms and tail around to try and keep you away. He did it in a very sophisticated and heroic way....obviously.

"It speaks!"

Remus cracked his knuckles "I'm getting a very sharp stick. Got it"

While Remus was looking around in his pockets for a knife you had time to say the rest of your message.

"Wait!" Roman waved at her brother to not stab "It's just an avid fan of mine! A secret admirer! No worry, I will gladly tell you about my humble self!" She had a big stupid smile on her face "To start off I am incredibly pretty, talented and hard working"

Remus sighed sadly and found a random spot on the wall to stab at instead. To be around the same eye level as you Roman hunched down on the ground.

"I am Very popular also! As you can tell by the fact that you wanted to speak to me! Instead of that thing"

"He's only popular among random humansssss" Remus teased. A bit of the wall paint had started to go off "No one gives a single fuck about some random succubi in hell"

"I would be far more popular over here if I wasn't stuck in the same squadron as a Certain Someone who sucks at his job! Remmm! now you distracted me! I was supposed to talk about myself ,not shit talk you! Annyyywaaay, I'm a bit of a nerd for humans. I just Love all the stuff they come up with! Like art, theater, time, gender, It's all so creative! And pretty!"

"I like when humans put demons in their media so I can laugh at how wrong they are" It was about the only human media Remus ever looked at without someone else nagging him into looking at it.

"But it's so sad! I was totallly born in the wrong generation you see. I'm so jealous of Remy and Emile who got to be around when impressionism was born! Can you IMAGINE meeting Claude Monet!? John Bauer!? And don't even get me started on the demons who got to be around for the Rococo times! The romanticism! FUCKING RENAISSANCE!?"

"Bro you're going to explode if you keep thinking about that- Hey look I'm like 5 stabs around from creating an impromptu glory hole in this wall!"

Roman rolled his eyes and turned back to you "My dear fan, I know he is annoying but at least his existence makes me even more amazing. Believe it or not but we're not just incredibly similar, we're twins! Pretty unusual for demons I know. Very cool"

"HAH! HOLE! Take that wall!"

[engie-ivy]

(The day for this @wolfstarmicrofic prompt has long passed, so let's just say that the same week is good enough😅

This was inspired by the lyric I can't be your friend, I can't be your lover, I can't be the reason we hold back each other from Conan Gray's Memories)

2nd: Reasonable

Sirius can't move on from what was between them, Remus can move past what happened between them, and sometimes, loving each other just isn't enough. (Warning: Angst)

How To Stop Being In Love

Sirius looks down from the balustrade at the garden, where the party is still in full swing, people enjoying themselves on the makeshift dancefloor with Lily in her elegant white dress and James in his fitted suit shining at the centre. Remus comes up next to him and looks down as well.

Sirius doesn’t know what makes him ask the question. He surely wasn’t planning on asking the question, but he asks anyway. “Do you think that could’ve ever been us? If I hadn’t screwed up those years ago, I mean.”

He doesn’t look at Remus while he says it, but from the corner of his eye he can see the surprised expression on his face.

“Sirius... We only dated for a few months back when we were fifteen.”

Sirius shakes his head. “I know it doesn’t make sense, but I find myself wondering...”

“Where is this coming from?” Remus asks. He’s looking at Sirius, who is still refusing to meet his gaze.

“I don’t know,” Sirius shrugs. “The feeling that comes with a wedding? A melancholic mood?” He downs his glass of champagne. “The alcohol?”

Remus looks away. “It’s impossible to say. If one thing hadn’t happened six years ago, it could’ve gone wrong after in so many other ways.”

“You mean I could’ve screwed up in so many other ways,” Sirius replies bitterly.

Remus turns back to Sirius and searches his face. “You really still see yourself like that?”

There’s so much compassion in Remus’ voice, it verges on pity and Sirius can barely take it. “Don’t you?”

“You’re a good person, Sirius,” Remus says emphatically. “I see you as a good person. Merlin, Sirius, you have done so much for me. You befriended me when I thought no one else would, you stayed my friend when you found out my darkest secret, not only that, you did something that should’ve been impossible just to make things easier for me, you offered me a place to stay when I had nowhere to go, and whenever life gets hard you show up for me. All of that more than outweighs one stupid mistake you made when we were dumb teenagers. When things were rough and you were in a vulnerable place, and Snape knew exactly how to push your buttons, and you snapped in an impulsive burst of anger. Sirius,” Remus says intently. “I have well and truly forgiven you a long time ago.”

Sirius finally turns to look at Remus. “But it changed something between us,” he says almost desperately. “We never got back to the way we were before.”

“In a way, that had nothing to do with you,” Remus says softly, his eyes cast downward. “Not really. The incident made me realise that relationships are so much more fragile and fleeting than friendships. Relationships end so much more often than friendships. For me, it’s not a given to have people in my life. I became afraid of entering into relationships, because I was afraid of losing people. It wasn’t specifically about you or what happened between us anymore. It was a fear that must’ve always been inside me.”

“But what I did triggered it.”

“Maybe. But if it hadn’t, something else would have.”

“But if we had still been together then, if we had been a strong, healthy couple, we could’ve talked about it, and I could’ve helped you get over your fears,” Sirius keeps insisting.

“This pointless speculation.” Remus is starting to sound frustrated, and Sirius should just drop it, but...

“You never came back to me.”

“What?”

“You got over your fears eventually,” Sirius explains. “You started dating again. You’re dating now. Hell, you’re here with Fabian! But you never... you never came back to me.”

“We’re not those same boys anymore,” Remus says. “What was I supposed to do? Walk up to you years later and say ‘hey, I’m finally done fighting my inner demons now, let’s pick up from when we dated for a few months back when we were fifteen’.”

Sirius looks away, but not quick enough to hide his expression.

Remus stares at him. “Were you... Were you actually waiting for that?”

“Not to pick up from the boys we were,” Sirius snaps. “But to try again as the men we became? Maybe. Yes. Why not? I know we’re not the same people anymore, but for a part, we are. We haven’t changed completely. Some things still remain. We still understand each other with a single look, when I walk into a room, no matter how crowded, you’re still the first person I see, there’s still this unspoken something between us, this chemistry, this connection, and everyone can tell. Remus, I still feel so much for you.”

Remus looks taken aback by the urgency in Sirius’ voice. “That... may be so, but... in our case those things are part of a close friendship.”

“Because ever since I messed up, you’ve been so extremely cautious to never cross that line into something more than friendship anymore!”

“Things have changed,” Remus says curtly.

“Because of what I did,” Sirius concludes.

“I told you, that doesn’t-”

“But it does!” Sirius exclaims. “It does, and it’s fine, but just bloody say it! Stop trying to pretend like it doesn’t matter anymore when it so clearly does!”

“You know, what? Fine!” Remus snaps. “You want me to say it? I’ll say it! When you did what you did, it didn’t just break my heart, it almost broke me entirely! And you’re the only person who will ever be able to do that to me, and I can’t risk it happening again. I can’t. No matter what there once was between us, what there might be between us, I can’t. I just can’t. I need you in my life, Sirius, and I almost lost you once by overplaying my hand and being so arrogant to think I could have more than friendship, and I’m not doing that again.”

“I’m sorry.” Sirius is startled by how broken his voice sounds, and when a drop falls on his arm does he realise there are tears streaming down his face. “You don’t trust me not to ruin things again, and I-”

“Don’t!” Remus interrupts. “Please, don’t. Don’t say you understand. I know I’m not being reasonable, I know I’m not being fair to you. You shouldn’t be judged for one mistake you made when you were young for the rest of your life. Perhaps that’s all the more reason why we shouldn’t be together. I can’t move past that mistake, and you deserve better than that.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t,” Sirius says softly. “And I want to be your friend, of course I do, but I just don’t know how to stop being in love with you. I don’t know how to be your friend without longing for more whenever you’re near me. I care about you so much, I can’t move on.”

“And I don’t know how to be more than friends without fearing it’ll end up ruining us, maybe for good this time,” Remus replies, his voice trembling. “I care about you so much, I can’t risk it. There’s just too much to lose.”

“Where does that leave us?” Sirius whispers.

“I don’t-”

“Rem!” A tipsy Fabian comes running up to them and throws an arm around Remus. “Rem, here you are! Do you know how many good songs you have missed? Come on, dance with me!” He takes Remus’ hand to drag him towards the dancefloor, when he notices Sirius. “Oh, I’m sorry. Do you mind?”

Sirius’ eyes are intently fixed on Remus, who’s staring back at him with eyes filled with conflicting emotions, as Sirius speaks. “Go ahead. Please, have a good time, and never mind me.”

[cinnamontoastcrunch-15]

hi! omg for the small details for fictional kisses the 4 and 41 are so cute every time! it would be so sweet if you write them please

Thanks so much for requesting!

I’ll write both (I’ll tag you in the second one), but I’m not sure which one this is going to be (I’ll find out when I get there lmao)

4 - breaking the kiss but instantly pressing your lips back together

Remus was fine. Completely fine. He definitely wasn’t gripping his bottle so hard it was on the brink of shattering. There was absolutely no way that he was watching Benjy Fenwick chatting up Sirius at the Gryffindor party.

“Moony, I’m just going to take this.” James carefully pried the bottle, which had a crack working it’s way through, from his hands. “You know, if you want Benjy to leave Sirius alone, maybe you should go over and talk to him?”

Remus glanced at him for a moment, struggling to keep his eyes away from Sirius, who was now laughing at something Benjy had said. Sure, Benjy was funny, but he wasn’t that funny! What was making Sirius laugh so hard? He contemplated between thanking Benjy for letting him see that Sirius Black grin, or slapping him, because he wanted to be the one to make him smile like that.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said simply, through gritted teeth. James couldn’t help but chuckle then.

“Remus, I hate to break it to you, but you’re shit at keeping secrets. You look like you want to set Benjy on fire.”

Honestly, Remus had thought of that (fleetingly), but had decided he wouldn’t be able to do that, anyway.

“Just talk to him! You never know!”

He did know.

At least, he thought he did.

Remus and Sirius had gone out a few times over the Hogsmeade weekends. Remus was absolutely, 100% gone for him, but he wasn’t sure about Sirius.

Sirius flirted with everyone around him, and Remus couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that hit him every time this happened. The same, unsure, insecure nagging in the pit of his stomach, asking why the hell Sirius would ever feel the same way, that he was probably just passing the time, waiting until he got bored to move on to the next fling.

He wasn’t sure Sirius would want to make things between them exclusive, so he had avoided asking. It wasn’t until he saw James’ confident, reassuring expression, and turned back to find Benjy reaching out to squeeze Sirius’ arm, that he decided there was no time like the present.

If he was going to get his heart broken, he may as well just get it over with.

“Hey, Padfoot, everything okay?” He asked, standing just a little too close to Sirius, in the hopes of sending Benjy a more subtle message. He didn’t seem to catch on.

“Oh, Siri and I were just talking about the upcoming Hogsmeade weekend.” God, Remus hated that nickname. It sounded so insanely stupid. Especially coming out of Benjy’s bloody mouth.

“Were you now?” He hardly even noticed Sirius watching him with an amused smile.

“Yeah, we were.” Benjy shot Remus a glare, and Remus practically wanted to hex that look off his face. “So, Sirius, if you’re free-“

“I’m not.” Sirius cut him off without hesitating, eyes fixed on Remus. Benjy frowned, caught off guard by the sudden rejection.

“Oh, okay, maybe another time then?”

“I’m good. Thanks.”

“R-right, okay.” He walked away, slightly stunned, the two of them watching him walk away, before Sirius dropped his voice to a whisper.

“Jealous?” Remus couldn’t waste another minute.

“I want to be your boyfriend.” He said quickly, as Sirius arched an eyebrow, surprised. Still, Remus kept going, undeterred. “I know we said we’d just go on a few dates casually, no commitment or anything, but I- I want to be able to hold your hand in the Great Hall, without worrying that it wasn’t part of… whatever this is. I want to be able to call you my boyfriend, and I don’t- I don’t want to have to worry about pricks like Benjy dragging you off to the astronomy tower.”

“Benjy wishes.” Sirius muttered with a sly smile. “So… are you asking me out? Officially?”

“I guess so. If you want to, anyway.”

“If? I’m yours, Moony.”

Theirs eyes met half a second before their lips did, suddenly oblivious to the packed common room. Remus’ hand cupped Sirius’ cheek, as what had started as a small, chaste kiss deepened pretty quickly, becoming the kind of kiss that made Remus go weak at the knees, overwhelmed by the taste of peppermint on his tongue that was just so undeniably Sirius.

Remus went to pull away after a moment, lips barely separating before until a hand gripped the front of his jumper, pulling an all too willing Remus back in for half a second.

“Sorry, just didn’t want it to end.” Sirius whispered, breath ghosting across Remus’ face.

“Don’t apologise.” Remus’ brain was malfunctioning, really, hardly even getting those two words out.

All he could think about was that Sirius was stood in front of him, and Sirius was his.

No more anxiety, no more awkwardness, no more uncertainty.

It was definitely too soon to say anything to Sirius, but he knew, deep down, that Sirius was it for him. Sirius was his heart, his soul, his everything.

(I got really carried away with the novelty of the flirting so ignore how little of the oneshot is the actual kiss I swear the other one will be more dedicated to the kiss.)

[imaginejamesandsirius]

Can you do one where Sirius gets hit on by a very pushy and handsy jerk who makes him uncomfortable (maybe due to past experiences?) and James gets excessively overprotective even when they aren’t even together yet at this time? I’m thinking of a feelings realization story where when questioned, James realizes that his overprotectiveness is not just because they are best mates

Sirius wished they weren't in a muggle club, because if they'd been in the Wizarding World, he would've been able to tell the arsehole that if he didn't leave him alone, Sirius would hex him-- and he’d follow through with the threat-- but they were surrounded by muggles, and Sirius was trying to behave himself because exposing magic once had been forgiven, but that wouldn't happen a second time. Sirius was trying to be responsible and all the rubbish that went along with it, and that meant not hitting this bloke with a confundus charm so he would walk the other way.

"Look mate," Sirius said, struggling to keep his voice even, "I already said no. I'm not interested."

"It's only a drink," he insisted. "What harm is one drink?"

"I dunno, maybe the fact that I already said no five times now?" Also, the fact that Sirius was busy pining for his best mate. It took up a lot of time, which people (read: Remus) didn't seem to believe even when he did tell them.

"There's no need to get all defensive."

"I think there's every reason to get defensive," Sirius muttered.

"One drink isn't going to kill you. We can talk, you can get to know me a little better, and then you can make an informed decision."

"Why the hell would I want to get to know you better?"

"See," he said, draping an arm around Sirius's shoulders, "it's prickly answers like that, that tell me you need a drink to help you loosen up."

Sirius looked at the foreign arm on him like it was the Giant Squid's tentacle. Actually, that wasn't fair. He liked the Giant Squid. He did not like this bloke. This was more like finding a bit of vomit on his coat after a night out. It was wholly unwelcome, as well as disgusting. "I'm plenty loose, but not with you. Feel free to take this as your sign that you should find someone else to stalk."

The man laughed, as if that had been a joke instead of a suggestion.

"I think he told you to bugger off," James said from behind him. When Sirius looked, James was glaring and had a challenging tilt to his head to match his rather angry expression.

"Uh-huh," the man said, not agreeing but acknowledging that James had said something. "And who are you?"

"I'm his best mate, and he told you to leave, so I suggest you leave."

Sirius squirmed, hoping to shake off the unwelcome arm around him, but it didn't move.

James caught the motion, because of course he did. He noticed almost everything, even in situations where Sirius wished he wouldn't; how Sirius had managed to keep it a secret that he fancied him, he had no idea.

"We were actually about to get a drink-"

"No, we weren't," Sirius interrupted.

"You heard him," James said. "Go."

"That's not-"

"Now," James said, voice firm and unyielding. Now was not the best time to get a thrill from that tone, but it happened to Sirius anyways.

The stranger-- who wanted very much to not be a stranger to Sirius-- straightened in annoyance. He finally took his arm off of Sirius, so that was a bright side. It was likely the only bright side, since it looked like the two of them were about to come to blows. "Look, I've been working on him all night, so go find someone else."

"Working on him?" James repeated, his voice a mix of anger and incredulity. "You need to leave. Right now."

The man went to grab Sirius again, and James didn't hesitate. He tossed both of their drinks into his face with a scowl.

Sirius blinked in surprise, watching the liquid drip down one very shocked looking face. Just as that same face started to contort in anger, Sirius stepped between them. "Like he said, go." He gave a little shove to accompany the words, and it finally got through the guy's skull that Sirius wasn't interested in him.

He mumbled a few unsavory things as he went, but all Sirius cared about was that he left.

They'd garnered a bit of attention, what with the throwing drinks in someone's face thing, so Sirius lowered his voice and said, "Thank you. I kept trying to get rid of him, but he wouldn't leave me alone."

James continued to scowl in the direction he'd left.

Sirius waited, then frowned a little. It wasn't like James to keep dwelling on a problem after it was solved. Sirius, yes. He could never let anything go, but James went with the flow. After a problem was solved, it was out of his head for the rest of his life unless it would make a good story. Rescuing Sirius from some arsehole that thought he was playing hard to get wasn't the sort of thing that made a good story.

He waited a little bit longer, but James was still upset. 

This didn't make any sense. The guy walked away, and James should've rolled his eyes and either made a joke or asked if Sirius wanted to leave. The silence and the glaring were new.

"You all right there?" Sirius asked.

"Fine," James said, but it was wholly unbelievable because he was still glaring after a person that had (by now) long since retreated.

"Sure," Sirius said, drawing out the word so that James knew he didn't believe him.

James finally looked over at him. "What?"

"You look like you want to run after him and beat him into the ground. He was annoying and pushy, yeah, but not worth getting into a fight over." Sirius knew how much he was stretching the truth with that, considering how close he himself had come to saying sod it and punching him, but it was different when it was James.

"He wouldn't leave you alone."

"I know, I was there. It's not like you to be this upset over it, that's all. He got the message, he left, and he won't bother me again. We're done. It's time for you and I to start enjoying ourselves like we came here to, yeah?" Sirius said, grinning at him.

For a second, he thought it wouldn't work. He worried that James was going to hold some weird grudge about that guy for the rest of the night.

Then James looked at him and smiled like nothing had happened. "Yeah. You're right. I should er get us new drinks," he said, a hint of abashment coming through as he realized they didn't have drinks anymore, having thrown them rather happily into the face of the bloke that had been bothering Sirius.

"I'll go with you this time," Sirius said, "since clearly you can't be trusted to get them on your own."

James rolled his eyes, but it was with his usual fondness and the small smile that usually graced his face, making him always appear happy. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Anyone would've done the same."

Sirius knew for a fact that neither Remus nor Peter would've stepped in like that. They would’ve stayed out of it and trusted, as they always did, that Sirius would want to handle it himself. In fact, if anyone had tried that, Sirius would've been pissed. James was the exception to that rule, the same way he was to all of Sirius's rules.

They turned to walk to the bar, and James put an arm around Sirius's shoulders, holding him close to his side. It wiped away the feeling of that other guy, and frankly, Sirius thought that his shoulders had been molded into this exact shape so that James's arm would fit there.

"Thanks," Sirius muttered, reaching up to five James's hand a squeeze.

"Of course," James said. 

'Of course'. It was always 'of course' with him. Any time Sirius asked him for anything, he said 'of course', like it wasn't a question that had even needed to be asked.

Sirius’s heart warmed, and he tried not to put too much faith in it. 

*

"-and he wouldn't leave Sirius alone even though he must've told him half a dozen times to sod off. Can you believe that?"

Lily tried not to sigh as she looked at the clothing rack. "Yes, I can believe it because you've told me this eight times." More like three times, but still. That was two more times than she needed to hear it. "Why is this bothering you so much? It's not like Sirius got hurt. The way you tell it, he forgot all about that berk by the time you left the club. Probably before that, even."

"It's not bothering me," James said, a blatant lie.

"Right, you always talk my ear off about things that don't bother you," she replied dryly. "Look, you don't have to tell me, but at least don't lie to yourself about it."

James was quiet for a minute.

He followed Lily as she decided to look at shoes instead of blouses.

It was only after she'd sat and started trying on a pair, that he spoke again. "I don't know why it's bothering me so much. It just feels like a big deal, you know?"

"I mean this in a supportive way, but no, I don't know what you mean. Talk it out, see if it makes more sense aloud than in your head." It always worked for her, at least.

"I didn't know it was weird until you said something. How am I supposed to talk about it now and have it make sense?"

"I dunno, give it a try. Brainstorm."

James looked at her for a moment. "If I'm ruining your shopping trip with this, you can say so."

"It would take a lot more than this to ruin the trip for me. This is more like gossip, which never ruins a trip. Besides, it's Sirius. You wouldn't be you if you didn't talk about Sirius at least once while we're hanging out." She stood and surveyed her reflection. Nice. Of course, when it came to James, he talked about Sirius a lot more than just the one time in a conversation. As she tested out walking, she continued, "You always talk about Sirius. Not sure if you noticed that."

"Everyone says that," James said with a sigh.

"Have you considered listening to everyone then?" she asked.

"What would listening mean? Yeah, I talk about Sirius. I am aware of that. He's my best mate, and we live together. Of course I talk about him."

"Right, but Marlene's my best mate and we live together, and I don't talk about her near as much."

"But you still talk about her."

"Yes, I do. Look," Lily said, trying on a different pair of shoes, "this isn't a question of 'do you talk about Sirius', it's a question of why do you talk so much about Sirius. You're close, I get that, but sometimes I wonder if there's any point in inviting you out but not him, because all you do is pine away when he's not around."

"I do not pine," James grumbled; he never grumbled when Sirius was around. 

"Whatever you say. What do you think of these?" she asked, turning this way and that so he could see.

James looked and considered before answering, which she appreciated (he used to just say she looked good in everything which was terribly unhelpful). "They're a bit short for what you usually wear."

"Mm, you're right." She liked how they fit, but James had a point. If they didn't match her others, she'd never wear them, because all her outfits at home were made to match the style of shoe. Delightful though these were, she wouldn't wear them. She took them off, put on her own shoes, and said a quick, "I'll be back in a second," so she could find another pair, one more suited to her wardrobe. When she came back, James was still sat in the chair, a small frown on his face like he hadn't moved a centimeter in her absence. "You all right?" she asked.

"Do I really pine when he's not here?"

"I mean... yeah. It's not a bad thing, you just like to spend all your free time with him."

Instead of this comforting him, he groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I do pine. This is terrible."

"I think terrible might be an overreaction."

James did not look like he agreed when he took his hands away from his face and crossed them over his chest.

Lily tried on the new pair of shoes she'd grabbed and gave James another glance; he hadn't moved at all. "Okay, erm, I didn't mean to make you panic."

"I'm not panicking," he mumbled.

"Sure you're not. Look, I didn't mean anything by it." She checked the shoes in the mirror. A good fit, and in her usual style. This was a yes. She sat down and put them in the box and started packing up the others so she could put them back on the shelf. "You and Sirius are close, there's no harm in that, but I think you're going a little overboard by being this upset about something that didn't hurt him. And he doesn't care about," she added, because if Sirius cared, then it would make sense for James to care equally. But this was nothing. Sirius was fine, he didn't care, he probably didn't remember it, and here James was two days later, still stewing over it like it was an offense to nature.

James looked up at the ceiling, leant back so far in the chair it looked like he was going to slide right out of it and land in a puddle on the floor. "Yeah," he said, but Lily got the feeling that wasn't a response to her so much as it was to something in his head.

"Do I get to know what's going on in that mind of yours?" she asked as she stacked up the shoe boxes she’d rejected.

"Do you want to?" James asked, which was a fair point.

"If it'll help you, I'm here."

He hummed, considering that. "It's fine." He pushed himself up to a more normal sitting position. "Oh, are you done already?"

"Yeah."

"Here, I can hold those," he offered.

Lily passed them over and thanked him, but in the back of her mind, she wondered if their conversation had had a bigger impact on James than he let on.

*

"I'm in love with Sirius," James said. He was the only one in the room. He’d wanted to hear how it sounded when he said it aloud instead of thinking it.

It sounded more official out loud. Like it was real. He'd already known it was real, of course; he'd had that realisation while shopping with Lily. He nearly told her, but it didn't feel right for her to know something about James before Sirius did.

He sighed, turning to the side so he could lay down on the couch. Sirius would be getting home soon, and James should tell him. It was the right thing to do, but he wished he knew how he was going to react. Most of the time, he knew how Sirius would react-- they knew each other well enough. For this, he knew what he wanted to hear, but there was no telling how Sirius would actually react.

Obviously, it would be wonderful if, when James said, "I love you," Sirius said it back. That was the dream, but he wasn't sure if that was realistic to hope for. Wouldn't there have been some sort of sign if Sirius felt that way about him? James's possessiveness was a pretty good sign of his own feelings, but Sirius didn't treat him like that. James didn't think there were signs out there that he'd missed; he thought they weren't there at all. He could choose to read into a few actions, but Sirius had been doing those for years. It wasn't a sign, but Merlin, how James wanted it to be.

He sighed again. He was like a sighing machine ever since having this realization about Sirius. He felt a little melancholy now, and he'd have it for a few more days after Sirius turned him down before he finally went back to normal.

James wasn't meant for this. Useless pining didn't suit him, and he knew it.

Although, maybe it suited him more than he'd like to admit, because the one bloke he'd tried to date had been... well, a lot like Sirius. James hadn't realized it at the time, but he had been. Not so much physically, but the leather and the devilish smirk should've been a dead giveaway. James had thought that he had a type that Sirius also so happened to fall into when he'd thought about it, but the thing that had drawn James to him initially was his laugh. Now that he knew he'd latched onto the person that was closest to Sirius that he could have, he felt a little queasy. How had he not realized it sooner?

He was still beating himself up about it when Sirius got home.

Sirius took one look at him and said, "Okay, so did something terrible happen while you were shopping? Because you've been off ever since you and Lily went out."

"No, I'm fine," James said, heaving himself back into a sitting position. "I had an epiphany is all."

"Please tell me you and Lily aren't getting back together," Sirius said, wrinkling his nose.

James snorted. That relationship had been awkward for both James and Lily, and all of their friends hadn't liked the way they constantly sniped at each other over rubbish that didn't matter and no one cared about. "Definitely not getting back together with Lils. I'm dumb, but I'm not that dumb."

"You're not dumb," Sirius said.

James gave a weak smile, and Sirius stepped closer.

"You sure you're all right?"

"You and me, we're- we're close, right?"

Sirius looked more concerned as he sat next to him on the couch. "Yeah."

"So erm, this doesn't have to change anything if you don't want it to, but I was thinking that maybe we could go on a date. Sometime. If you want."

"I- sorry, quick question. Is asking me on a date what had you so worried the past couple days?"

"It's only been the one day," James hedged. "But yes."

"Why would that make you miserable?"

"It didn't make me miserable," James said immediately. "I was doing a lot of thinking. I didn't know that I fancied you until then, so it was a shock for me to find out."

"You learned you fancy me yesterday and almost immediately asked me out?"

"Erm. Yes?"

Sirius smiled slowly at him. "Wow. I'm beginning to feel like the world's biggest coward, in that case. I'd love to go on a date with you, by the way."

“Great,” James said, trying not to smile too wide, but it was a losing battle and they both knew it. 

[anythingforourmoonysstuff]

Tell me about the crime fic

oh I love you so much for asking about this!! ok so 'be gay do crime' (this name is truly growing on me maybe ill just keep it) where do I even begin???

ok I think I will just start by writing some of my ideas for it and see where this goes...

right so one of the story lines I am most excited to write about, funnily enough, is Peter! I have so many ideas for him. first of all he has a mad scientist vibe in his lil poison making underground bunker lab. this guy has zero fear. like, there are no windows in this bunker. he is experimenting and creating new poisons. no fucks are given he is just down there living his best life. OH And his friendship with jamesss!!! god I am so excited about this it is so fucking intense but like in a very weird way. when I finish working on regulus's pov chapter and start working on peter's just know that I will be sending you extensive voice notes about them. (I don't want to say too much here because yknow, gotta keep some things a mystery). I will say though that I am very excited to write his childhood bits because the scene where he comes out as trans to James is so precious to me.

oh and JAMES. god what a mess. he thinks he has everything under control. he thinks he is such a chill guy. honey... sweetheart... I love you... I adore you... but you are a MESS. like, there are so many complicated things going on for him and I will be focusing quite a lot on his relationship with his parents. I know that probably some people will not like that they aren't portrayed as the perfect family but that is just not them in this. the fact that Effie is in the assassin network but Fleamont isn't?? like thats just such a fucked up situation. because when the moment comes for him to choose whether he will also 'sell his soul' to the network he has to betray one of them. and already his parents have a complicated relationship because of their crazily different views on morality and just life in general so being in the middle of that? yeah James has a lot of things he needs to address in that brain of his. it also doesn't help that his bestie sirius is also a MESS so together... yeah

ANYWAY MOVING ON

I wrote this whole thing without even mentioning regulus who's chapter I have been working on this whole time... but YEAH so regulus is a force to be reckoned with. you know how in the vampire diaries they can just switch off their emotions? yeah so that is what regulus thinks he has done. he is very delusional. but it works for him (I mean, it doesn't, he is fucked. but he thinks he is in control so thats all good... it isn't... but-) what else? oh yes how could I not mention how fucking sexy this lil guy is when he murders people? fucking hell. oh and also him and James. lol. hehe. giggling.

ok I really do need to go to sleep soon so I shall do remus and then perhaps another post for the girls tommorow because I have PLANS for them and they are all so sexy and smart and insane and psychotic and - <3 oh and also Evan and Barty!!! i love them In this so much and you will love Barty. I will make you

REMUS. hehe. I am blushing... psychological torture. the power this man holds without having to raise a finger. I just- like he is just a man on a mission and I love that for him. he truly does not let anything get to him. well I mean there's sirius but ummm... nah... there isn't... remus told me to tell you there isn't... he is actually threatening me right now so I must shut up because he is just such a mysterious guy... can't have people knowing his secrets. and by secrets I mean anything about him. I am afraid I have already said too much.

ok I will just end this on- PANDORA. lobotomies. cannibalism. the need to consume the ones you love.... hmmmmmm