#autistic regulus is very important to me

[arcturism]

Autistic Regulus with sound sensitivity; strong and sudden noises make him uneasy and anxious, and even everyday sounds can cause him distress.

James always doing his best for him, finding out new things together; learning from mistakes, the genuine desire to be a safe space. Regulus getting used to James, slowly and steadily. His excited tone, his laugh, his singing voice. Every part of James is solace, little pieces of his domesticity.

James fixing a squeaky door, covering Regulus’ ears when they’re in loud places, always having spare earplugs.

Their love working like a well oiled machine, a very quiet and peaceful one.

[tadaxii-i]

I see so much autistic Regulus in ffs but it's always used as a quirky character trait and never really as a disorder with actual consequences. Yes to stimming, but also yes to meltdowns. Yes to apathy, but also yes to sensory hypersensitivity. Yes to special interests, but also yes to crying at every single inconvenience. Yes to rambling, but also yes to processing issues. Yes to difficult communication, but also yes to constant and uninterrupted speaking to himself when he's alone. Yes to saying he's autistic, but also yes to showing it.

[jewishregulus]

could u give your thoughts / analysis on evan and pandora ? separately or together as the rosier twins

me getting asked this abt evan and pandora and saints getting asked abt the carrows a millennia back …. the custody agreement is going crazy ….

i of course feel the need to disclose before this post that all of my evan and pandora thoughts are filtered through a “would saints fucking say that?” pump in my brain …. so for most of my rosier twins thoughts i must redirect u to @foursaints of course …. with that being said here r some things that really define them 4 me :3

i think that pandora is defined by her connection to life where as evan is connected to disconnection and death …. in the sense that pandora is like . the way an open wound pumps blood in spurts as it struggles to keep the body moving . i think pandora finds wonder in the way the body struggles to sustain itself . i think dead things bore her: but cutting someone open and watching as their lungs struggle to intake a breath? that would get her !!! where as evan finds comfort in the silence that comes with death . in the predictability and the ease of it . very much the dynamic of pandora is very much alive and evan is very much dead …… but i do not think these r very stuck in roles . bc i think another very important rosier twins thesis is how much of each other they Are . while evan is the physical representation of death n dying he still romanticizes studying the living … bc he can see it through his sister …. and pandora may enjoy watching the struggle for life but in the end she lets most things die , as she is her brothers sister forever ….

i do not see either of them as murderous and gorey without intent though . i do not think they fall into the degenerate gross category of this . it is all genuine interest and love. none of it is for the sake of it happening . it’s an interest they only express close to their heart with people they connect with and or on their own in their own sacred environment ….

i think their codependency is very key and i can see evan and pandora , in their first few months of hogwarts , sneaking away to the common room or to empty classrooms or somewhere to just sleep in eachothers precense . the seperation hogwarts provides them , although very little, is disastrous to their little world . these are people who have never been apart in their entire lives . all they know is eachother and everything they do outside of eachother they need to make sure they understand through eachothers lenses . in every relationship they have the other is a key important factor …. oh how i love you sibling codependency

again take everything i say w a grain of salt bc i am a regulus enjoyer first human second . most characters i mainly view through a lens of how they impact Him and his story …. but i am breaking through my autistic inspired bias bc i just find them so interesting . i’m blaming saints i love off putting twinks and their equally as off putting but more humanity driven sisters .

[trohpi]

following this microfic i couldnt stop thinking about regulus and his relationship with the evans family so heres my little ramble

so primrose and ciarán evans are very much your middle-of-the-road white suburban irish parents. primrose is a short blonde slightly nosy pta mom and ciarán is a six foot six redheaded giant that wears kiss the cook aprons. theyre supremely embarrassing about their childrens accomplishments which, as you can imagine, is extremely baffling to regulus as a concept

(also side-note, but lily is the definition of a daddys girl and on the flip side, petunia is 100% a mommys girl. its important to me that you know this)

he first meets them the summer after first year. he befriended lily & snape at hogwarts and convinces his parents to let him visit spinners end (they only let him go bc snape is part of the prince family, and he conveniently left out the fact that lily would be there too)

quite frankly, regulus is terrified of both her parents when he first meets them, but particularly her father. ciarán is big and loud and passionate, all traits that usually mean danger for regulus. primrose unnerves him bc she is very much like his mother, but shes also her complete opposite. she has all of walburgas best traits and none of her worst (well, besides her anger issues, but unlike walburga she doesnt take it out on her children). regulus doesnt like talking to her because it feels like seeing what his mother could have been had she been more… well, motherly

the thing that brings him and ciarán together is astronomy. ciarán loves the stars, he has a borderline obsessive knowledge about astronomy and has a very expensive telescope set up on the balcony. regulus is intrigued by the muggle perspective of the field and eventually they end up having hours long conversations about the topic regularly, leaving lily and her mother to commiserate about their partners being robbed from them

with primrose and regulus, im not sure they ever reach quite the same comfortability that regulus has with her husband (likely bc both reg & ciarán are probably autistic which was an accident that i now stand by). i think he and lilys mom would be brought together by cooking, by which i mean their horrible cooking skills. sometimes they try cooking dinner together and given their strong propensity to burn water plus their equally strong perfectionism, the results are bad

when hes disowned, the only place he can think to go is lilys. as much as he loves sirius, he would rather die than live with james potter (sorry james, love u mate 😔❤️). he shows up in the middle of the night on the knight bus and is immediately welcomed with open arms. by this point, petunia has moved out and lives with vernon so he takes her old bedroom even though 90% of the time he ends up in lilys bed. her parents turn a blind eye to it knowing that he has nightmares and she brings him comfort

on an unrelated note, when effie & monty and primrose & ciarán meet they become bffs. sirius is ecstatic, regulus is tired knowing that hell now have to see three of the four marauders at every family function going forward

and the end <3

[person4924]

my wylan van eck headcanons

he’s autistic (no one can change my mind on this one, he shows so many signs of autism)

he’s trans

will find random rocks that he thinks are cool and will give them to people who he thinks fits the personality of the rock (if that makes any sense)

he would LOVE phoebe bridgers

he wouldn’t be a swiftie but he would hear a lot from nina (and kaz is secretly a swiftie) and he really likes folklore (this is 100% me projecting)

one of his first special interests was dinosaurs

he IS regulus black (not really a headcanon but very important to me)

is literally so clueless to flirting, like jesper will say the most blunt out flirting thing and he’ll have no clue

and whenever jesper is flirting with him and he’s like doing something he’ll say the most drop dead flirty thing ever and jesper will just like die next to him and he won’t even notice

draws everyone in the group whenever their like asleep or doing something and he never shows anyone until one day jesper finds it and looks thru it all and then shows everyone and he’s really embarrassed

nina inej and him all have sleepovers and just talk so much shit and complain (lovingly) about their boyfriends

he loves olives (jesper hates them, the olive theory)

he LOVES cats and whenever he sees any in the street or anything he will pick them up and bring them home and jesper will just watch him lovingly

in a modern AU jesper would be so obsessed with the MCU and he would drag him to all of the movies and make him watch all of them and wylan would love seeing jesper so happy (this is more wesper but wtv)

i have some more and some more wesper ones but i think this is enough for rn

[autisticempathydaemon]

David & Hush for the character ask game ^^

Thank you for the ask, Aether, darling~ Let's start with David first, as one of the first Redacted bois!

My first impression: Ohmygod, calm dooooown. Ask for a hug. Relaaax.

My impression now: I bet you my tits this man cries during the wedding, that big softy.

Favorite thing about that character: Hmm, the alpha, dad of the friend group vibes. I'm very attracted to that constantly the designated driver, expressing his love through a warm meal vibe.

Least favorite thing: If anything, the way he dealt with the texting, Michael situation early on. Like, I didn't not get it, but I hated it, ya feel?

Favorite line/scene: Probably that scene before the Solstice trip where he touches base with Milo at the restaurant. I just love a good boy friendship, you know- they're so important.

Favorite interaction that character has with another: Off the top of the dome, David calling Sam and making him mentally shit his pants is at the top of the list.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: Christian, because I miss my fuckin BOY.

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: Derek Hale, one of my first true fandom loves. I love werewolf alphas with five letter names that start with D apparently.

A headcanon about that character: This man is autistic as hell, and I love it.

A song that reminds of that character: Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from The Phantom of the Opera, because I'm an asshole but also I'm correct.

An unpopular opinion about that character: Mmm, is it unpopular to say that I hated that whole power play, vengeance, we're going to let people beat Quinn while he's tied to a chair moment?

Favorite picture: @heartsofhounds David has me, like, so feral in ways that I cannot express with our mortal language. He's just built different.

Now, HUSH. My new favorite, the man-thing who dethroned Milo and Regulus both.

My first impression: Oh, this man is so autistic.

My impression now: Oh, this man is so autistic, and I want to ruin him

Favorite thing about that character: Can I say that he's so autistic, or would that be weird? /lh He's just so funny! He has that droll humor where you can't tell whether he's doing it on purpose or not, and half the time he's not, and I love that.

Least favorite thing: Mmm, I guess that he's so enigmatic and mysterious, though that's also fun. I just want to know what heckin species this guy is.

Favorite line/scene: I think it might be the beginning of the second video where he's like "I didn't break in, I broke nothing." Like, no, that first video wasn't a fluke; I'm just in love with him.

Favorite interaction that character has with another: Other than everything he's ever said to Doc, I like how ruthless and protective he was against Reticuli. Like, that was hot, damn.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: Regulus. They're both off in a similar way, and I'd love Hush to be like "something went wrong with you wtf"

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: Castiel from Supernatural. Fun fact, my initial headcanon for Hush was that he was an Angel, stemming a little bit from his similarities to Cas.

A headcanon about that character: AGAIN, this man is autistic as hell, and I love it.

A song that reminds of that character: Oh, It Will Come Back by Hozier, without a doubt. He's so lovingly unhinged that way.

An unpopular opinion about that character: Huh... I don't think I have one? I feel like me and the Hush girlies (gn) might be sympatico about this one.

Favorite picture: @belovedbow as always got me wildin and got me cheesin, because I've been enamored with this boy since I've seen him. He's so smiley, so weird <3

[maraudersbutmuggle]

The New Year's Speech

Content Warning: Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Slurs for Autistic People, Drugs, Violence and Homophobia.

December 31st, 2013.

Hard breathing, Sweaty palms, Intense heart beating. Regulus wasn't sure if he could handle the stress. He hated speaking in public. Even presentations in class made him anxious. And now, Orion wanted him to be there, in front of family and friends. And give the classic New Year's Eve Speech with him.

It was a tradition for the Heir, President of The Black Empire to do it. And Regulus would be the Heir once he graduated. It was his duty, now that Sirius was gone. And Regulus didn't know how.

You left me a fucking burden, Sirius. Regulus thought.

If he didn't calm down, Regulus might pass away. He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. Immediately Regulus began humming his favorite melody: Chopin's Nocturne Op 9 no 2. And his fingers moved according to the perfect keys, even if he didn't have a piano in front of him. And as soon as he did so, the music began playing clearly inside his mind.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

All was interrupted by a knock on the door of his bathroom.

"Regulus, sweety" Walburga called "The guests are arriving"

Surely Chopin felt anxious before performing, like Regulus did. That's what Regulus liked about him.

"Coming mother" he yelled back.

"Quickly Regulus!" Walburga snapped "You're the star of the night!"

"The star..." Regulus murmured.

Regulus knew someone who was the actual star. And he wasn't here.

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"There's a champaign fountain and a wine fountain. I feel like I am in heaven"

That was the first thing that Barty Jr. said as Regulus climbed down the stairs.

"I'm ready to get wasted" he added.

"I find the feeling of wasted very unpleasant"

Regulus had had very bad experiences when it came to alcohol.

"How about some pills?" Barty murmured, patting his pocket.

Those Regulus liked. It was as if all his problems, worries and bad thoughts disappeared for a little while. He felt light, and relaxed, a pleasant and funny feeling went through his body. And he laughed. A lot.

"I have to give a speech with my father"

"That's a bummer..."

"Regulus..." Barty was interrupted by his father.

Mr. Crouch was a short, chubby man with a mustache. Both Crouches were very different, physically speaking. Well Barty had his father's green eyes. That was all. Regulus had learned that Barty looked like his mother.

Mr. Crouch shook Regulus' hand.

"What a fine young man you had become" he said "Your father must be proud"

"Not really" Regulus whispered. He was only telling the truth.

And Barty Crouch Sr. laughed.

"What a funny, lad"

"Bartemius!" Orion came into the entrance, with his big smirk on his face, the one he used for visits and important investors.

"Orion..."

"Welcome..."

"Hello Bartemius" Walburga greeted.

"Walburga, lovely as always" Mr. Crouch said.

"Where's your wife?"

Barty snorted but none of the adults noticed. Regulus raised an eyebrow.

"She had another compromise" Mr. Crouch said nervously "I hope there's no inconvinience. She said she was quite sorry to miss this"

"Yeah, she is probably slut dancing with one of her yoga instructors" Barty whispered in Regulus' ear.

"Please come in" Orion smirked

"Yes..." then he grabbed his son's arm, quite hard and whispered something in his ear.

"What drink would you like?"

As the adults went inside, Barty let out a loud groan.

"What did he say?" Regulus asked curiously.

"That I should behave otherwise he will disown me and send me to a reformatory in Switzerland"

"Because you poured red painting on yourself as a protest?"

It had been an scandal. Bartemius Crouch had planned a big party for the anniversary of his designation as Lord Chancellor. Barty had been pissed. Maybe drunk and a little high. Always seeking attention because none of his parents gave it to him. So he walked into the room of the party with a can of paint. Red paint. As blood, he said. And poured over himself screaming FUCK THE MONARCHY.

Regulus was surprised his friend wasn't sent to Switzerland by now, since his father literally worked for the Monarchy.

"Don't worry, Reg" Barty said looking around, hands in his pockets "I had something worse planned for tonight"

Regulus was frigthened. Sometimes Barty reminded Regulus so much of Sirius. Always wanting to cause trouble. Even if there were bad consequences.

"Switzerland is bad, Barty"

Regulus was getting quite nervous again. It had been enough change with Sirius leaving. If Barty left too, Regulus wouldn't know how to handle Hogwarts. It had always been Barty and him.

"Please don't do anything stupid" Regulus begged "Mother and Father had been planning this for months and..."

Regulus found himself panting. And Barty cupped his face in between his hands.

"Hey relax" he said looking into Regulus' eyes "I won't do anything"

"Okay..." Regulus nodded, taking a deep breath.

"We're both going to do something" Barty smirked taking a step back. And Regulus' eyes widened "Have bloody fun"

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But the party wasn't fun. It was in fact pretty boring. Discreet couples dancing. People in small groups talking. Waiters serving. The only thing that Regulus was enjoying was the classic music. At least it was helping him relax.

"I'm bored" Barty groaned, scrolling through his phone "We can always use our little pills..." Barty smirked raising an eyebrow "Please?"

Regulus considered it.

"I can't" he sighed. The speech was important. And that made Regulus very anxious "I'm going to the loo" he stood up.

Regulus' fingers were trying to move remembering Nocturne. It was a relaxing mechanism. And it was involuntary by now.

Then he heard crying noises through the halls. And someone else whispering. Regulus tried following those noises. And then he found them by the stairs. His two cousins.

It was Narcissa who was crying. Her makeup all ran. And Bellatrix was trying to comfort her. Regulus didn't know she could do that.

"He begged me another chance..." Narcissa was whispering "And I saw him there... He seemed sorry..."

"Are you joking?" Bellatrix whispered back "Lucius is a twat. Don't you dare getting back with him, Cissy. You deserve better than that faggot..."

"What's going on?" Regulus interrupted concerned.

Narcissa cried even harder when she saw her cousin.

"Nothing Regulus, we're fine" Bellatrix said.

"How can you be fine?" he answered "Narcissa is crying. You were talking about Lucius..."

Narcissa sobbed even harder, shaking her head.

"Is he gay?"

"Seriously Regulus" Bellatrix groaned "Why don't you medle into your own things..."

"I just want to help"

"Well you're not helping at all, dumbass" Bellatrix spat "She's worse now that you're here. Don't you see?"

Narcissa cried maybe apologetically.

"Did Lucius cheat on you because he's gay?"

Regulus remembered his brother and Lupin at The Tower that night. How Lupin said he loved him. And they held hands and kissed.

"Shit Regulus!" Bellatrix yelled "Are you dumb? Don't you see she's hurting?"

Sometimes Regulus had a hard time understanding something was rude or someone else's feelings. He had been diagnosed with Autism since he was 8. But something that Regulus detested was being called dumb. Especially because of this.

"I'M NOT DUMB! YOU CRAZY WITCH!" It had been something that Sirius had called Bellatrix many times.

"How did you just call me?"

"WITCH!"

And Regulus ran away from there, very pissed.

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Pills. Regulus took many pills daily. For many things. But the kind he needed at the moment were different. He would do anything to relax for a while. The speech. His family. How Orion and Walburga had introduced him to many people at the party. And he tried to be "normal". His brain was wired differently. Small talks irritated him. Those were a waist of time. Asking him how he was doing in school, if he had a girlfriend, how big and handsome he was. What was the point? Regulus almost asked them that, but Walburga was making sure to shut him up.

"I reckon your brother is having more fun than us"

Barty and Regulus had managed to grab some cups of wine thanks to Samantha. And were sipping them discreetly. Well, Barty was.

"Mmm?" Regulus asked, as his fingers moved imitating the keys of the current piano tune.

Barty showed him his phone. Regulus blinked at the picture. It was a picture of Sirius and his friends. Potter, Lupin, Pettigrew, Evans and other three girls, including Dorcas from his class. They were all dressed up. And making faces to the camera.

"I don't want to see that"

Regulus played nervously with his hands. He felt such rage towards Sirius at the moment. He was relaxed, having fun with his friends, probably in his new house, with his new parents and his new brother. And Regulus was bored, and nervous, and anxious. And he didn't want to be the fucking heir. But Sirius didn't give a toss about that.

"Barty..." Regulus said "I need those pills"

Barty grinned "I thought you'd never asked!"

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Regulus smirked. Because he didn't give a toss about anything anymore. All he knew was that he was relaxed. And that he enjoyed that.

".......Although he only played 30 public concerts in his life, five of these were in Britain during an ill-fated visit there for seven months in 1847. For a sickly man with tuberculosis, the wet and windy weather of Scotland and England was hardly going to be good for him. He did, though, play for the new Queen, Victoria and Prince Albert; the Queen, who rarely spoke to anyone, actually spoke to him twice...."

Regulus was lying on top of the piano next to his father's studio. His piano, the one he used. And Barty was lying on the carpet.

"Okay..."

"....The visit to Great Britain very nearly killed Chopin and he was eventually helped back to Paris in November 1847, when the fog and cold weather had descended on London, by his traveling companion, Leonard Niedzwiedzki. He’d written to his friend in Paris, ‘One day longer here and I won’t just die – I’ll go mad’. He was taken to the train station by John Broadwood, the piano builder, but Chopin suffered a seizure on the train. He survived this but was dead within a year...."

"I don't have bloody clue of what're talking about" Barty said "But I love you, man"

"I don't think I can love someone" Regulus answered "Not like Lupin loves my brother. Or Narcissa loves Lucius"

"Whoaah..." Barty stood up "Lupin and your brother, what?"

"I saw them snogging at The Rapunzel Tower" Regulus confessed "And then Lupin said he loved my brother. He didn't say it back though... He started panicking..."

"Your brother is gay?" Barty started giggling for a reason.

"Yeah. I reckon Lucius too"

"Lucius Malfoy?"

"I don't understand why am saying all of this. I swore not to say a word" Regulus continued "Did you know my mother and father cheat on each other with different people? They just don't know. Just like your mother dances with random blokes. It just the way it is. And I haven't kissed anyone since your cousin. I don't want to though. Too much exchange of saliva..."

"Regulus! Fuuuuck....." Barty began giggling

"Do you think is weird?"

"What did you take?"

"I don't know, Barty" Regulus said "I just took a bunch of red pills"

"Red?"

Regulus turned to look at him.

"Fuck..."

"What?"

Barty was grabbing the little bottle of pills from his trousers.

"I think you took my father's calming down pills" Barty snorted "Side effects with too much consumption, a compelling urge to tell the truth. Truth Serum..."

Regulus started giggling for a reason.

"You didn't take those?"

"Nop, I took another bunch" Barty snorted.

And they both began giggling like idiots.

"REGULUS!" Walburga bursted into the door "What are you doing here? I was looking for you everywhere"

"Oh hi, mother" Regulus sat down "Barty and I were just..."

"Chatting!" Barty interrupted "Just chatting"

Walburga raised an eyebrow. She seemed annoyed.

"Your father speech is up next..." Walburga said "He specifically wanted you there"

"I don't want to give that bloody speech, mother"

Walburga was taken aback by her son's words.

"Well I don't give a toss about what you want" Walburga said, grabbing his arm "It's your duty... Let's go" she sniffed him "Tell me you didn't drink, Regulus. You know that's bad for you"

"I didn't drink, mother. I just..."

"Drank too much soda" Barty interrupted. Walburga turned to look at him confused "That thing is full of sugar"

Regulus was confused, He had the urge to tell his mother what he was up to. But Barty kept shaking his head.

"Anyway, let's go" Walburga dragged Regulus to the party.

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Regulus wasn't nervous. He was happy. Actually he was smirking like a fool next to his father and his mother. So relaxed. The lights looked beautiful.

"Well I hope everyone is having a good night" Orion spoke to the microphone "I am honoured to host this special party for family and friends. Walburga and I put on so much effort preparing this..."

It wasn't true, they didn't give a damn.

"Another year had gone by and many things had happened. Good and bad. But let's take the good ones. Because those are the important ones..."

Wow. Regulus thought. Orion could convince anyone.

"The Black Empire keeps growing and progressing thanks to the help of investors, workers, and clients. I couldn't be happier. Walburga, darling, why don't you speak about the progress we had done..."

"Of course, darling" Walburga spoke, with the same fake smile "We've grown this year building more than 40 buildings across the country and selling over 3 billion products..."

Regulus zoomed out concentrating on the squares in the ground. If he looked hard enough, the squares kept changing colors.

When Regulus blinked back to reality, Orion was speaking again.

"I would like to give a mention to my son Regulus, who hopefully in the future, would do better than his parents" he snorted "He is a brilliant boy with many capacities. Regulus, would you like to say a few words?"

Regulus saw Barty shaking his head vehemently. And Regulus found it funny.

"Yes, father" Regulus took the microphone "I don't have fucking clue of what you just said. I was looking at the floor"

There were a few murmurs and giggles amongst the crowd. Orion and Walburga tried to keep smiling.

"I haven't notice the floor before" Regulus continued "I just counted 563 black squares and 489 white squares. I guess we have more black because we're the Blacks" Regulus giggled "Anyway I'm didn't want to speak. I only did it because I have to. I have to be the heir. Because my brother was disowned. He was supposed to be here today. But no, he abandoned me" Regulus sighed "He abandoned us. All because my parents couldn't stand him being gay..."

There were a few gasps and murmuring. Some had their mouths wide opened. Cygnus and Druella were amused. And Bellatrix was furious.

"My brother doesn't like Lupin back. Maybe he is not gay. I guess we never talked about it" he shurgged "I don't understand why this family hates gays" Regulus continued "My uncle Alphard was one. And he was tossed aside. But it's kind of unfair because Lucius Malfoy is one too and he's here with us..."

Most of the heads turned to look at Malfoy seating in the back. He looked very pale as well as Narcissa.

"I don't know what I am" Regulus said "I don't like anyone like that. And I feel uncomfortable that my father bought me a suite so that I can have sex with girls when I don't want to..."

"Enough!" Orion took the microphone away. Then he laughed nervously "That was... I apologize. My son and I are so close. We play each other pranks" Orion grabbed his son's neck "It was all a joke...To amuse you... Roll the music...." upbeat music began playing, and many people bought the story people they were laughing "This party was getting pretty boring, ha?" Orion smiled "Very funny, Regulus. You have sense of humour. Let's hope you get serious in the office" Orion joked "Regulus is willing to be our Heir. And he is compromised"

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Orion served himself a large glass of whiskey. Blazer off. Regulus and Walburga were sitting across his desk in his study. Everyone was very silent.

Orion gulped down his drink. And then tossed to the ground the glass so furiously, it broke into a million pieces. And Walburga jumped.

"It wasn't his fault" Walburga began "It's that Barty boy. He is always provoking him. I'm pretty sure he drugged him"

"It wasn't Barty!" Regulus protested "It was myself. I made that decision"

"Regulus, stop defending him"

If Sirius would've done it, he would surely be dead by now.

"I knew it" Orion finally nodded, mostly to himself "I knew your son was too stupid and weak to be the heir"

Regulus trembled at his words. The drug effect was done by now. He was back to his anxious self.

"EXCUSE ME?" Walburga yelled "My son is perfectly fine!"

"YOUR SON IS A FUCKING PUSSY!" Orion yelled back "He is weak, he is a puss... At least Sirius had guts. Regulus needs to be a man"

Regulus' eyes filled with tears. But he couldn't cry. All he could do was poke his nails.

"So you buy him suites so he can fuck girls?" Walburga snapped furiously.

"He needs to be a fucking man!" Orion screamed "Not a puss like your faggot brother. Not like your other son!"

"YOU ALWAYS BLAME ME!" Walburga yelled hysterically "SIRIUS WAS YOUR SON AS WELL"

Sirius is alive. Sirius is alive. Sirius is alive. Regulus thought. Why are they talking like he is dead?

"So what? You fuck women all the time to be a man too?"

"Wally..."

"DON'T TOUCH ME" Walburga cried "It is your fault that you cannot have an heir... Your fucked up genes..."

Regulus couldn't control his breathing anymore. He was panting. His heart felt like it was getting out of his chest. He couldn't breathe properly. He was dizzy and shaking. Not even his exercises and mechanisms worked.

"SEE WHAT YOU DO TO HIM" Walburga yelled, and kneeled in front of Regulus "It's okay, sweetheart"

"See? He's a fucking puss" Orion snorted.

"He is autistic"

"Your son is dumb and sick, Walburga..."

Walburga grabbed the whiskey bottle, ready to hit her husband. Regulus was trying to control himself. It was impossible.

"Hit me, Walburga!" Orion dared "HIT ME!"

Walburga dropped the bottle now with tears in her eyes. Orion sighed.

"Darling..." Orion tried to approach but Walburga backed away "We're just nervous and stressed..."

"Fuck you" Walburga murmured.

"I'll come back to the party" Orion walked to the door "Regulus, you need to man up. You're the fucking hope of this family. Okay, son?"

Regulus couldn't even answer if he wanted. He couldn't speak. He was terrified.

Orion closed the door behind him. And Walburga bursted into tears.

"I'm sorry, mother" Regulus cried too.

Walburga hugged him tightly. And all that Regulus could think was that Sirius had provoked this. He left his mother and brother to the hands of Orion, the monster. And he didn't even care anymore.

[havsgast]

Can you tell me some things about sacred stars? Like how the living dynamic is, how they interact with one another, things like that?

I mean. It’s kinda a horrible combination when you get down to it?

Amadeo is a cult survivor with ptsd, alcoholism, severe pyrophobia, suicidal tendencies and a complicated relationship with religion.

Regulus is autistic with anxiety, panic disorder, slight aquaphobia, and then all the angst that comes with being believed dead and unable to help his former lover and brother.

Credence is an abuse survivor, probably has ptsd, and anxiety, and self-worth problems.

So they’re all in need of healing in different ways, and just have different needs over all, but that also means that they’re very mindful of each other and have a very healthy relationship with a lot of communication.

Credence sleeps the most of them, and is therefore seen the least, Regulus try to sleep regularly, and is the one that has to convince Amadeo to sleep.

Amadeo and Credence are both religious to different degrees, so they can find peace in praying together.

They stargaze a lot, and sit together reading. A lot of reassuring touches and soft words and quiet, deep conversations. Many silent conversations too.

It gets really intense whenever they end up fighting. It’s hard sometimes because they need alone time, but being alone with their thoughts can also lead to really bad stuff.

They make each other feel safe and happy tho, and that’s the most important.