#reggie peters (eventually)

[story-courty]

So I had this idea...

I know it's not Juke Jeudi, BUT I've had this idea floating around Discord for a WHILE and thought I'd throw it out here and see what my other friends thought!

The fic starts out in the middle of Nick's wedding vows to Julie.

"I Nick..." the pastor says

"I Nick..." he repeats

"Take you, Julie..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Pastor clears throat

"Take you, Julie..." he repeats.

"Can't."

Basic jist after that? Nick and Carrie have been seeing each other behind Julie's back for months, and he chose THE MIDDLE OF THEIR WEDDING to tell her.

Julie is SO not amused.

"No, you know what?" she says, "This is fine." She turns to Carrie. "If he's willing to cheat with you, sweet pea, he's willing to cheat on you. Don't say I didn't warn you."

She glares at them. "You two need to leave. Now."

"Julie-" Nick starts.

"No, seriously. Go. And don't stop for the, 'Oh my gosh, we ran out of your wedding!' victory kiss either. You have exactly two minutes to peel out of here, because if I see either of you in the parking lot by the time I leave, I can't guarantee I won't hit you with my car."

They leave, and Julie takes herself downtown to the bar, still in her wedding dress. She gets pretty into the tequila and sees a cute blond guy down the bar from her. He reminds her just the vaguest bit of Nick (blond and blue-eyed seems to be a thing with her), moves to sit next to him, and asks him, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

He can tell she's toasted, so he plays along. "I think you're very pretty."

"Good. Wanna marry me? Because I'd really hate to waste this dress."

He laughs. "I would, but I can't lie to you, you're not quite my type."

She shrugs. "Apparently I'm not anyone's type. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here getting super drunk instead of on a flight to Croatia for my honeymoon."

He holds up a hand, scared he's insulted her. "Hey, don't get me wrong. Were my situation different, you'd totally be my type. I definitely have a soft spot for long dark hair and a great tan."

Julie's still confused. "So what's the problem?"

He winces. "Um... Let's just say your chromosomes aren't paired quite right for me."

"Chromosomes..." Julie says to herself, her alcohol-fuzzed brain working overtime. Then it hits her. "Oooooooooh. You're gay."

"I am."

"So it's not me you're not attracted to. It's just women in general."

"You are correct."

"Oh. Well, at least you think I'm pretty."

"I think you're very pretty."

"Thanks... Um..."

"Alex. Name's Alex."

"I'm Julie."

They shake hands.

Eventually, Alex realizes Julie isn't sure where her car is anymore, and he can't get a hold of a Lyft or Uber (both apps are down). He can't very well leave her by herself (there are WEIRDOS out there), so he winds up taking her home with him.

She passes out on Alex's couch and doesn't remember anything after that.

In the morning, one of Alex's roommates, Luke, finds her and yells, "Alex, did you get married? To a woman??"

Shenanigans ensue.

SO! What do we think? Worth pursuing? Lemme know!

[officialrapunzelfitzherbert]

hello friends i am getting ready for a very big move up north and i will be closing my shop temporarily on july 28th - but before that i am having a Moving Sale!!! a sasalele!!! whoa!!! 25% off everything through the 27th!!! everything i have in stock rn is pictured here, i would love to clear out some more of it before i pack this all up. if you've been eyeing any of these guys now is a great time to grab em!!

i don't have an exact date yet as to when i'll reopen (and start taking clay orders again) but hopefully around mid august when all my supplies are at my new place and i am all settled.

excited for the future !!! thanks friends!!

sasalele

[innytoes]

Hehe if you're still taking them, I'd love 5(or more!) headcanons about a haunted pet store au!(interpret that as you will!)

-Look it's not like Reggie meant to die in the back of the pizza place he worked. Especially not during closing time. Before a week long break where they were closed. While leaving the big walk-in-fridge door open.

Let's just say it was really gross and the owners were very hard pressed to keep the place open after word got around. Reggie would feel bad but they were kind of assholes to begin with, making a 17 year old close the whole place alone.

-The place is empty for a long time after that. Reggie learns that being a ghost is kind of cool. Animals can still see him. He can teleport. Walk through walls. Watch whatever movies he wants at the theater because nobody can catch him sneaking in.

-It's kind of lonely sometimes, but he sometimes breaks into the animal shelter to hang out with the dogs and cats. He talks to the ones who are scared, plays with the kittens and puppies, and practices his 'moving objects' skills by cleaning out litter boxes and throwing balls and jiggling Cat Wands.

-He checks on the now foreclosed pizzeria every so often. It stays empty for like ten years, when suddenly, it's sold. And there's a lot of construction. Reggie of course snoops as all get out, and is very excited when he sees the stock being brought in, the pet store slowly taking shape.

-He likes the walls of fish. There's not as many in a tank as he remembers from his childhood. He asks the fish about it but fish either can't see him or don't really care. A week later, the owner places a little box of pamphlets on the wall about not overcrowding fish and how to properly take care of them. Reggie reads it and is impressed.

-The owner is young. Like, weirdly young. Like he's pretty sure he can't be much older than Reggie. (When he died. He sometimes feels 17, sometimes feels much older, it's weird and he tries not to think about it.)

-When Caleb promised his nephew Willie could start a business with the money in the fund he had for him, he had not been expecting a pet shop. But a promise was a promise, and Willie had shown him his business plan, his five and ten year plans, and Caleb had to admit he was impressed at how seriously the boy was taking this.

-Also he has a very spoiled cat and Willie offered him free samples of all the fancy food.

-Willie sets up his store with animal welfare as the top priority. Every toy is tested for safety. Every food he carries meticulously researched. He has pamphlets he made himself up the wazoo for every topic and species. He consults with veterinarians regularly.

-Sometimes, he looks around his store and is confused as to how tidy it is. He doesn't remember colour-coding the dog leashes, but the rainbow does look very pretty.

-He doesn't remember cleaning up that bag of kitty litter that ripped when he was putting it on the shelf. He remembers the little crying breakdown he had due to the stress, because the opening was in two weeks and he was behind schedule and it was all too much. But by the time he'd come back from getting himself a chocolate muffin and some coffee, it was gone.

-When he tells Uncle Caleb his new store is haunted, the guy just stares at him like: "I'm not paying for you to move to another location, William."

Caleb does not seem impressed when Willie tells him it's a nice ghost, just makes a joke about unpaid labour and that he should be nice to the ghost so it doesn't go on strike.

-So Willie is. He says goodnight to the ghost every night before he leaves, he thanks it when he notices something it rearranged to look more tidy, and he leaves little offerings on the counter. Ghosts can't eat apparently, but the little crochet ghostie he made moves around the store sometimes.

-Reggie loves the pet store and helping Willie. He seems like a chill dude, especially when he starts acknowledging Reggie. He leaves out snacks for him (which he sadly can’t eat). The little ghost is super cute, and Reggie carries it around at night, floating it around to amuse the fish and later the hamsters and bunnies. He puts the ghost in places he’s worked so Willie can see what he’s done. 

-The interviews for people to help run the store are fun. Willie tells Reggie about it the day before, and Reggie decides to hang out during the interviews. He creeps out the candidates he doesn’t like by sending cold shivers down their spine (the snake enthusiast who rolled his eyes at Willie’s hamsters, the girl who was on the phone before Willie came in saying she didn’t even want this dumb job, her mom was making her apply) and pokes Willie excitedly in the back at the ones he does like.

-They end up with Luke, a musician who needs the money so he can record an album. Not only is Luke pretty cute (in Reggie’s opinion), he’s also honest. He tells Willie he’s kind of scared of mice but he wants to get over that fear. He answers the last few questions while ever so gently holding a sleeping mouse in his cupped hands, staring at it in awe. They’re not scary when they’re not skittering, he decides.

-They also hire Alex to work the little café at the back Willie had installed. It sells human and pet friendly treats. He is delighted when Willie gives him free rein to make signature drinks for them, and they spend the next few days all coming up with puns together. Reggie joins in even when they can’t hear him.

-Yes the last question of the interview was ‘this place is haunted, are you okay with that’. Luke was very okay with that, Alex says he doesn’t believe in ghosts. Willie hires him anyway. Reggie can’t blame him, Alex is cute.

-The grand opening goes swimmingly.

-Holding a pen long enough to write is hard for Reggie, but when Willie brings in a laptop, he is sometimes able to tap tap away at it and get a message across. Usually it’s stuff about the animals (‘Pepper seemed sad’) or the store (‘leashes xl red’). One time, he left open the page of the animal shelter he still frequently haunts. They’re having trouble with an influx of puppies, and what better way to get people to adopt puppies than to see them be cute at a pet store.

-Willie is immediately on board and calling the shelter to discuss options. Luke is stoked. Alex compliments Willie on the idea and just laughs when Willie says ‘it wasn’t my ideas it was the ghost’. Alex thinks Willie just drinks too much coffee, stays up to late, and forgets stuff.

-Alex is right about the coffee, but Reggie thinks it’s because it gives Willie an excuse to talk to Alex.

-Yes Reggie’s mission in... well, death, afterlife, whatever, is to get Alex and Willie together. And to play with the puppies and kittens on loan from the animal shelter and get them adopted. He’s a ghost, he doesn’t sleep, he can multitask.

-Yes he is not above giving Willie a liiiittle shove into Alex’ arms. Or throwing the crochet ghost at his back when he awkwardly goes ‘never mind’ just as he was about to ask Alex out.

- “Stop it, I can’t. I’m his boss!” Willie hisses into the quiet of the store after waving Alex off for the day. So Reggie waits until Luke is the one closing with Alex and writes on the fish tank next to the one Luke is cleaning HELP WILLEX and a bunch of hearts.

-Luke is delighted that the ghost is real and becomes Reggie’s partner in crime. Communicating gets easier, and the fish tanks have never been cleaner.

-Shenanigans ensue, ending in Alex shrieking at the floating piece of chalk writing on the specials board DO YOU LIKE WILLIE Y/N? But he runs out of the store right into Willie’s arms, just like they planned.

-Willie scolds Reggie (and Luke, who was hiding in the backroom) but in the end, he and Alex do get together and they all live happily ever after, except Reggie, who is dead happily ever after.

[interestinglittlerelationship]

Ray’s almost done bandaging the many cuts on his right hand by the time Reggie finds his voice, “I don’t understand,” he whispers. Ray pauses and looks up at him, “What don’t you understand?” he asks lightly. Reggie blinks, “Why aren’t you yelling?” “Why should I be yelling?” Reggie stares at him open-mouthed, and Ray sighs, “Did you break the glass on purpose?”

The kid standing on his doorstep is tall, or at least he would be if his shoulders weren’t hunched, his eyes glued to the ground. His straight blonde hair flops into his eyes, and he twists and pulls at his fingers, but he doesn’t look up or speak, not when Ray introduces himself, not when Ray signs the paperwork, or when his social worker says her goodbyes. Instead, he stands in Ray’s kitchen and tries his best to disappear

Just when he’s starting to think he’ll explode, Alex materializes by his side, flanked by a pretty, curly-haired girl he thinks he might have seen around and a gawky brown-haired boy. “Alex!” he yells, flinging his arms around the other boy’s shoulders. Alex goes stiff for a second before he buries his head in Luke’s shoulder. “You suck,” Luke murmurs into Alex’s hair. He had never been more scared than when he’d showed up at their lunch table yesterday, and Alex wasn’t there. Alex pulls away and rolls his eyes, “Get over yourself, Patterson,” but his eyes are shiny, so Luke knows he doesn’t mean it.

Julie groans and throws the flashcards down in disgust, “I can’t focus.” Flynn grins, “Does it have anything to do with the fact that one of the hottest guys in school is currently in your garage?” “Something like that,” she sighs, rolling over onto her back and staring up at the ceiling.

It’s finally done! My “Reggie and Alex deserve to be Molina’s” propaganda AU.

15 Chapters. 22,297 Words. Read on AO3 now.

[ellecdc]

ELLE !! OMGGGG i read a fanfic based on the movie flipped and i immediately thought of you and how you would eat this trope up or more specifically a childhood best friends to lovers !!

like one day either one or all of the marauders are spending the day with reader then all of a sudden the boys’ hearts start beating a little faster at reader’s laughter or they’re mesmerized by their little subtle quirks and now they’re like “oh fuck… i think i LOVE them love them”

this is not necessarily a request but if you decide to write something like this then YIPPIEEE FLUFF but if not then its just a cute little scenario to think about !!

this was such a sweet idea 🥹 thank you so much for your request 🫶

Sirius Black x gn!reader who he's - oh shit - in love with

Life hadn’t been particularly easy for Sirius.

He was born into a family not out of love but out of obligation.

In fact, he hadn’t ever really known love outside of whatever affection he held for his baby brother until he met his friends. 

He’d been beaten, starved, ignored, and tortured into compliance all before the age of 11; and it only continued tenfold upon his return from school after having been sorted into the wrong house. 

In fact, a lot about Sirius was wrong.

He had the wrong opinions, the wrong hair, the wrong style, the wrong language, the wrong grades, the wrong loyalty.

Sirius was wrong.

At least that’s what his family would have said.

However, Sirius eventually learned that it wasn’t him who had been wrong all this time; it was them.

And whilst removing them from him was very difficult - seeing as they were the ones who bred and raised him - he felt he was doing a pretty decent job of it.

Unfortunately, that meant leaving his baby brother Regulus, and you, behind. 

From as far back as Sirius could remember, everything was always chosen for him; his friends, his interests, his hobbies, the volume of his voice, the clothes he wore, the way he presented himself etcetera, etcetera. 

And though that was technically still true of his dedication to his brother and his companionship with you; the two of you were the only good things to have ever come from his life as a Black. 

His friendship with you was a cherished one.

Perhaps one of the only people who truly got it; who knew what Sirius went through. 

You were the silver lining at every grey and dreary Pureblood Gala and Sacred 28 dinner party.

You were his biggest advocate and protector when it came to his older cousins and the other older Purebloods. 

And you were the only reason Sirius could bring himself to flee that horrid night in the summer before sixth year; he could only leave knowing that Regulus would at least still have you.

But it hurt. 

It hurt knowing he had left you and Regulus to fend for yourselves.

He felt like a coward; like he betrayed the two people who he cared for most.

And he was still so scared; even now, albeit for different reasons.

He was scared because he was certain that when he returned to Hogwarts that September, you and Regulus would hate him.

But apparently, his fears were wrong too.

Because two weeks before the end of summer; two weeks before you would all be piling onto the Hogwarts Express to return to Scotland, you and Regulus showed up to Potter Manor wearing matching timid grins, yet seemingly no worse for wear. 

Somehow, you had gotten yourself and Reggie out of the terror that was your familial homes, and were staying with friends up in Ottery St.Catchpole. 

Sirius never really imagined getting to have his cake at all, let alone getting to have his cake and eating it too. 

Yet, here he sat on a warm summer evening at Potter Manor with James, Remus, Peter, Reggie, and you around a crackling bonfire among the sounds of peeping frogs and chirping crickets as you told some grandiose story about you and Regulus trekking through a vast field where Regulus stumbled in a hidden hole in the ground and cursed for five minutes straight in both English and French before the two of you laughed so hard that you cried. 

Your face was flushed and you were slightly breathless as you narrated your tale; arms flying wildly as you drew a rather descriptive picture of both your surroundings and your actions. Every so often you would reach over to shake Regulus’ shoulder as he hid his face behind his hands, laughing along with you and daring to interrupt if he felt you were overexaggerating some details or not painting him in a flattering enough light. 

What was likely a rather stressful and arduous journey across the Southern half of the country seemed to be nothing but a grand adventure as you retold your experience.

Sirius liked that about you; everything was an adventure with you. You never let Regulus or Sirius feel too poorly for themselves for too long, telling them it was going to be great for their character development.

“I think I’m rather well developed already, sweetheart.” He’d grumbled at you once. You laughed like he had something truly funny. 

And this was no different. From looking at Regulus, Sirius would never guess he’d just absconded from his volatile, abusive, and downright scary family; Regulus rather looked like he was retelling the happenings of a juvenile prank-filled slumber party (which Sirius would know a thing or two about). 

And he looked good. Not like Sirius looked when he first arrived at the Manor; bloodied, bruised, starved, and soaked to the bone. Regulus was healthy, vibrant, and bright. Hopeful. 

That’s the effect you had on people; you filled them with hope. Hope that it would be okay, hope that it would be better, hope that one day you might actually deserve the things you so desperately craved.

You had certainly done that for Sirius.

And looking at how good Regulus appeared, he couldn’t deny the same of you.

You were bright, animated, overflowing with a crackling energy and excitement that might even rival James’.

Sirius realised then that you were everything Sirius ever hoped to be.

Bold, assured, daring, caring, vivacious, kind, and so full of love.

And it seemed to him that the way the firelight was currently reflecting off of your face, as if the fire was somehow brighter from just simply being within your proximity, that you were far more beautiful than Sirius remembered you.

He hadn’t realised he’d been remembering you.

He had missed you; quite terribly, at that.

He missed your reassuring words, he missed your soft gazes, he missed your gentle hugs, and he missed the way that just knowing you were within his vicinity eased a ball of tension he hadn’t even realised resided deep within him. 

And he missed getting to see you; like this most of all.

Lovely, happy, carefree, and beautiful.

He wondered how he’d gone so long without it.

Was a little over a month considered long? He supposed it didn’t much matter, seeing as it certainly felt that way.

Too long.

Sirius never wanted to go that long without you again. You were too important to him, too precious, too sacred, too-

Oh.

Oh. 

Oh.

Sirius Black was bloody in love. With you.

Sirius Black was in love with you.

What likely should have sent Sirius spiralling (and certainly would have a little over a month ago) did nothing but cause him to smile softly as you let out a rather boisterous laugh that sounded like a symphony to Sirius’ ears.

And so, it should be commemorated for future generations to come:

Here sat Sirius Black… having his cake and eating it too.

[dear-theodosia22]

James was not prepared for this conversation to happen now.

It had all started so innocently with James asking Sirius about their potions homework.

From there it devolved into other topics as is their other conversations they've had before.

Until eventually it landed here

"Well?" Sirius asked, with an eyebrow raised.

"Erm, I'm not.. really sure mate..." James replied albeit nervously.

"Well you've gotta know I've seen you recently"

" But I... don't wanna make you upset?" James said, ending with a more question-like response.

" Are you asking me or telling me? Why would it make me mad?" Sirius smirked blowing a piece of hair from his makeshift bun made with his wand

" Erm... telling you?"

"Oh, Prongs you sweet lovely innocent boy, Tell me"

James' eyebrow furrowed, he already knew his answer but he didn't wanna upset anyone. He was beginning to get frustrated.

At that moment the dorm door swung open, revealing Remus and Peter back from the kitchens, their hands piled with snacks and sweets for them all to enjoy

Remus took one look at Sirius and James and turned right back around.

Peter chuckled to himself and left some snacks in the dorm before leaving.

" Good luck lads, hope your friendship with each other can withstand whatever this is"

Sirius looked at Peter before giving James a puzzled glance before going back to their conversation

Sirius cleared his throat, "I think, you already have your answer"

James nervously nodded, his throat bobbing.

"Well I mean your crush can't be too bad. Not like it's Mulciber or Merlin forbid, Snivelus" Sirius says, obviously to crack the tension but having the opposite affect

"What, why would I want to shag them? That's like me wanting to shag your brother" James awkwardly replies with a slight crack to his voice.

Sirius' eyes narrow, turning into every bit the Black Heir as he was trained to be.

"It's Reggie isn't it?" Sirius snides coldy, no longer joking.

James starts to fear for his life.

" Do you love him?"

"Yes, I do"

" Will you do whatever is necessary for him?"

" Erm.... Yes?"

" Even murder?"

" Yes" James replied, because if he's ever been sure of anything in his life it's this.

Sirius takes a deep breath, then smiles all joyful and friendly. " Welcome to the family Prongs!"

"Wha-what, that's it?"

" Yup you've officially passed the Black family test!" Sirius grinned.

" The old croon may have been insane and wrong about nearly everything, but shockingly not that. Though technically she never came up with that." Sirius ponders for a minute but then shrugs as if it was a brief thought.

James wanted to act confused but after years of being Sirius' friend he's used to the Black family dramatics.

Doesn't make it any better to deal with though.

[isabel-lillah]

at some point during their sixth year, the marauders slowly stop spending as much time together as they used to

James is openly dating Regulus now and is also an honourable member of the skittles that he spends time with even when Reggie isn't there

wolfstar is also dating and therefore they spend a lot of couple time together

Peter is now actively hanging out with a group of hufflepuffs he knows from herbology and even sleeps over at their dorm sometimes

eventually, they all realise how bad they feel about it and how much they miss spending time together just to hang out - and that's how the tradition of spending the whole day together every other sunday was born

they've never stopped this tradition

even over 20 years later, every other sunday, Remus could be found at a graveyard, talking to two headstones with fire whiskey in hand

[jimblejamblewritings]

starlight moonlight sunlight — blurb five

Blurb Title: Nymphs are Great at Karaoke

Pairing: ex!Remus x reader, Remus x Sirius, eventual poly!Wolfstar x reader

Warnings: none

A/N: the fancast gifs don't relate to the story at all, I just use them to break the story from the info. Imagine who you want.

blurb series navigation here | previous blurb here

Remus thought your brilliant idea for a costume would be dressing up as a fairy princess so you could be a nymph for one night with no judgment. You were dressed as a nymph… technically. What he, rather stupidly, didn’t realize was that he would be roped into a couple’s costume. He didn’t even do one for Sirius — something his boyfriend didn’t care about until all of five seconds ago when Sirius heard him say he had to leave early but would see them all at the party. But there Remus was, at your dorm door with flowers, standing in the threshold for all of two seconds before you pulled him inside and shoved a bunch of fur in his face. 

“The big bad wolf? You actually want me to go as my biggest secret and fear in life?” 

You nodded as you put on your red cloak. “I thought it’d be nice for us to face our fears together instead of alone.” 

You took  a deep breath. Your friends already knew about your plans to reveal your nymph side without anyone but them knowing the truth behind your supposed costume. Remus wasn’t sure if he was prepared to see what you actually looked like… although he figured what you looked like in human form was also true to yourself as well.

What Remus wasn’t expecting was for you to be so cute. He said such as you smiled sheepishly at him. Your ears were more pointed, kind of like an elf, and your eyes were a bit bigger. Your nose was flatter and almost fawn-like. And Remus was sure he saw sparkles randomly shimmering on your skin and petals springing up on your hair before disappearing suddenly. 

The two of you finished getting dressed quickly and met all the others in the Gryffindor common room. Everyone’s costumes were so cute or terrifying. 

“Wait,” you said when you reached the bottom step. “My costume isn’t finished yet.” 

“Huh?” 

The others had to stop themselves from laughing too hard when both Peter and Regulus turned into their animagus forms. Peter scampered up your outstretched arm and dropped into the front pocket on your little Red Riding Hood cloak. Regulus, carefully and almost hesitantly, stepped into your arms. He relaxed completely when he realized that you weren’t going to drop him and that you did in fact know how to hold a cat properly. He hissed when his brother summoned a camera and took a picture. Sirius was never letting him live it down. Regulus didn’t turn into a cat for anyone. But you were quiet and he had to agree with Peter that you did have a calming presence about you. The nymph thing they figured. 

You were enjoying your time as you held cat-Reggie and swayed to the music with your boyfriend. Remus laughed every time he looked down and saw Regulus two sways away from falling asleep. Peter had already disappeared completely into your pocket. You and Remus looked over at the speakers when your favorite Halloween song came on. Groaning as best as a cat could, Regulus put his paws on your chest for balance and dug through your pocket until he grabbed Peter by the scruff and jumped down to go join the others. 

“How many more dances do they have memorized?” Dorcas asked in horror. 

“This has got to stop,” James said, the others agreeing with him. 

Sirius just swooned at Remus dipping you dramatically before you two busted out into a disco. “Leave them alone. Look how much fun Moons is having.” 

Mary just shook her head as she took another drink. “You’re more embarrassing than them.” 

Sirius ignored them and continued to watch Remus until your performance was over. Laughing, you and Remus crashed on the couch behind you as the group came over. The music had stopped. Most of the lights had been dimmed. And a fire was started in the fireplace. Everyone was getting cozy as some Gryffindors set up a stage and a large projector for movies and karaoke. The karaoke was up first according to the party organizers and then the night would end with movies until everyone slowly retreated into random dorms for the night (early morning). 

You knew Remus and his friends were in a band but you never heard them before. He didn’t want you to hear them for the first time over video or patronus but live. That and the fact that the marauders kept saying they weren’t ready. You made Remus promise that by university the band would at least try to make it big instead of only playing in the Room of Requirement and parties. And even though this wasn’t exactly a band performance, you were still excited to hear them sing. Moving off of Remus, you took his and Sirius’ drinks to hold while they were performing. 

As they flipped through songs, the marauders — and the rest of the group not onstage — were surprised to hear that you and Remus didn’t have embarrassing karaoke sessions to go along with your dance routines. He shrugged as he finally picked a song and handed out the mics. It just wasn’t your thing. The marauders got into position and waited for the intro of the song to start. 

Was it risky and downright stupid to flirt with each other on stage? Probably but once Remus started, Sirius wasn’t going to pass on the opportunity. Besides, you didn’t seem to catch on. You were actually laughing at what you perceived to be their joke flirting and encouraging them to do more. Should they have done it knowing that you clearly had a different understanding of what they were actually doing? No and they knew it. But Remus and Sirius weren’t going to think too deeply about that. 

“That was great,” you said between laughs as you handed them both their drinks back. “I have to see that happen again.” 

“Absolutely not, dovey,” Remus played it up. 

“Please.” 

“I’ll think about it.” 

Feeling on cloud nine at your reaction, Sirius actually sat next to you. You laid your head on Remus’ shoulder with your feet in Sirius’ lap. Your boyfriend played with your hair, fingers occasionally brushing your cheek, while Sirius rested his hands on your ankles. This position was more beneficial to Sirius than he initially realized. Remus was able to throw his arm onto the couch and around without drawing suspicion. 

“You should go up,” Sirius encouraged you, both to your shock and Remus’ shock. 

Remus’ talk with the boys made Sirius think. He should play nice with you if there was any hope of a nice and smooth breakup. And all of their friends liked you. He didn’t want to divide them or be a problem so he would be nice. 

You did end up going to the stage when they announced the last round of karaoke coming up. Sitting on the stool, you picked a slower tempo rock song. When the music started, you held the mic close to your face and began to sing. The marauders sat straight up in their seats, all looking at each other. That was just the voice they were discussing.

While Remus and Peter’s voices were smooth as honey, Sirius had nice grit, and James could scream like no one’s business, they had wanted something different. Something soft yet haunting but could bring emotion and grit when necessary. They held auditions but all the voices they liked were already in their own groups or not interested in joining a band.

“It would be the siren,” James whispered under his breath. 

“We have to ask her,” Sirius said. 

He didn’t care how he felt about you. They needed your voice. Plenty of bands didn’t get along or whatever. He’d learn to not just play nice but be your friend… or at least a very good coworker. But the marauders needed her voice. They all nodded at Sirius’ words. The moment you step off stage, they will go ask you to join the band

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[mouse-fantoms]

Especially with the addition of the boys, they go harder for Christmas now.

I just imagine Julie feeling down bc she sees the boys are feeling down bc of the holiday season and then Ray and Carlos make a collaborative effort to cheer up the spirits (pun unintended). They get the boxes worth of decorations from the attic and then they use up those but then Ray is like “…I think we need some more there’s 6 people in this house helping decorate, oh we can actually decorate a lot of the roof this time with the boy’s hands.”

Turns out having ghosts around is really helpful with decorating for holidays

julie’s family is that family that goes all out for christmas

[gipitothefrog]

Secret Identity

@wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 536

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“Well, now that we have our animagus forms, we need names for them!” said Peter, just after they had revealed to Remus what they had done.

“Why do you say that, Pete?” asked James curiously.

“Well, Remus is Moony already, so it just makes sense!”

Remus was still slightly leaning against Sirius, in shock. He wasn’t complaining of course; any contact with Remus was a privilege. Not that Remus knew he thought that.

Sirius jumped in, “I think it’s a brilliant idea.”

“Alright! So, now we need to brainstorm,” James declared.

Peter squealed. “It’s like we’ll have secret identities!”

“In a way we do, I suppose,” Sirius mused.

For a while, they shot out ideas. Remus eventually joined in after he had regained the ability to speak.

“How about… Prongs?” James asked.

There was a strong chorus of “Yes!” from the other three boys. James grinned.

“Well, if we’re going off of physical attributes,” Sirius began. He shifted into his animagus form and then back. “How about Padfoot? Y’know, because of my paws?”

“Brilliant!” James said, and the other two nodded in agreement.

All three of them turned to look expectantly at Peter now.

“What do you think, Peter?” Asked Remus. “What do you want your name to be?”

Peter thought for a moment, then said,

“Well, if I’m being honest, I quite liked Wormtail…”

“Wormtail it is then, mate!” Sirius exclaimed.

☾☆☾☆

Later that night, Sirius awoke in a cold sweat to Remus whispering,

“Shh. Siri, don’t worry it’s just a nightmare. I’m right here, I’ve got you.”

It had been another typical nightmare, his mother yelling and him trying to run down a dark hallway towards a door that he couldn’t quite reach, while curses shot from the walls and Reggie cried somewhere in the distance. It never got easier.

Taking a deep breath, he relaxed in Remus’ arms.

“Thanks, Moony.”

“No problem, Pads.”

“Already nickname-ifying the nickname? You’ve barely even started using Padfoot in its entirety!” Sirius teased.

“I can’t help it,” Remus protested, “it’s so nickname-ifyable!”

Sirius chuckled.

“It’s late, I should let you get to sleep,” Remus said, beginning to slip out of Sirius’ bed.

Before he could stop himself, he grabbed Remus’ wrist. “No!”

Remus turned back to Sirius, a slightly confused expression on his face. “Do you think you’ll have another nightmare?”

Flushing, Sirius said, “No, I just– I just like having you close.”

Remus flushed too.

“I– sorry, nevermind, it was stupid,” Sirius started to apologize, but Remus had already begun to climb back into his bed.

“Hey, ‘ts alright. I can stay.” He climbed in, and put his arm around Sirius, and Sirius’ head was on his chest, and - and oh Merlin, they were cuddling. Sirius tried to relax and hoped Remus couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest. He was too preoccupied with his own worries to notice Remus’ was too.

After a few minutes, Sirius began to feel tired again. He breathed in deep, and it smelled like books and chocolate and Remus, Remus, Remus. And he was drifting away to sleep…

But just before he fully fell asleep, he could have sworn he heard Remus murmur,

“I like having you close too.”

[rxsilabeth--er]

If your not accepting requests you can absolutely ignore this!!! I just found your content recently and got hooked

I absolutely adore trans!Reggie as a transman myself (literally starving for any content rn 😭) May I request trans!Reggie and Transman! Reader headcanons? Fluff and smut welcomed. Just imagine the bonding and inside jokes or comforting each other whenever they are dysphoric. T4T my beloved

:: Tit for Tat

Now calling....Author: "Hello?? Yes! Sorry, this took a bit long, I was working a lot due to school!! I hope this is okay, I'm a cis girl so no idea how I should go with this request, but I'll try!!"

Now calling....Synopsis: "Regulus, a boy who was wrongly first put in a girl's body dates you. You both are transmen and are dating. HCs about Reggie dating a transman! Reader"

Now calling....Warnings: "Transman!Reader|| Established relationship|| NSFW headcanons|| underage sex: fingering, riding, kissing, face riding.|| Barty sleeping with elder girls for fun|| smoking|| drinking, usual shit in marauder's era|| homophobic allies|| mentions of suicide|| Triggering content to some trans people, putting this here incase it does..|| Tell me if I did anything wrong, but please be nice! Thank you all for reading, liking and reblogging is greatly appreciated|| Bye!!||

▩ Now I suppose you both actually met in the Hogwarts express in first year as girls, you sat beside a gorgeous girl with black hair, pale skin, gorgeous eyes as a boy who matched her looks burst in, hugging her, "There you are, little bugger!! I'll be with James, Peter and Remus, don't cause troubles." he said as she nodded, before he smiled at you and walked away as you smiled and complimented her as she blushed softly, "Thanks." absolutely gorgeous.

▩ You and her sat in silence. But after a half-Korean boy, a boy with albinism, his twin sister and a girl with gorgeous dark skin and prettiest braids you've ever seen, one thing led to another and you all sat on the same table at the Great Hall with green decorating your table.

▩ And in second year, you both began liking each other, but the gorgeous girl with black hair and pale skin from Black family was nervous what her family will think or feel about her being a girl while dating a girl, but you promised to keep it a secret along with Sirius and you both began dating or more like like being in a kiddie relationship until it became sirius serious in 4th year.

▩ You both weren't just innocent girls no, with Barty, Evan, the marauders and so many dirty minded kids your age, you both also weren't innocent, making out in Myrtle's bathroom in the bathrooms, softly learning how to finger each other by Barty's instruction who was given to him when he slept with some elder Hogwarts girl.

▩ You eventually learned how to lock your doors, perform silencing charms earlier than most and more because your girlfriend couldn't keep her hands off of you and you got wet too quickly hearing her whines and her pushing her fingers over your stockings where your cunt would be.

▩ softly as you both grew until it was fifth year and your girlfriend began distancing herself from you, and things weren't going good, stress was building up for exams and stuff and on top of that, you started getting gender dysphoria and began questioning your identity as a girl.

▩ Barty and Evan began giving you cigarettes and drinks in forth years, pretty young, you knew that and it did help sometimes take off the stress and you saw SO many kids your age do it, Slytherins did not allow third years and below to drink or smoke, only allowed for forth years and fifth years, apparently it was a rule.

▩ One thing and it turned into half a bottle and you drunkenly stumbling to your girlfriend to whom you confessed everything and woke up the next day laying in bed against her. You and her both confessed your problems and agreed to be together during this journey. One was going to Madame Pomfrey secretly and having her give you testosterone shots or getting magical binders which literally vanish your boobs for as long as you wear it and it's so comfortable. Who knew wizards were so accepting? You definitely didn't. Well everyone other than purebloods.

▩ And by the end of fifth year, you and him cut your hair, Bellatrix tried cursing Regulus until Andromeda said she was acting like how a muggle would and suddenly, she was a homophobic ally, does that exist? Well, who knows, his parents, and Bellatrix sure were, though she did try to hex him, since he looked so manly and so muc like a guy, she forgot he was a girl after one point.

▩ His parents were thinking of disowning him, but that meant that the family house and fortune would go to Alphard and Aurelia, and she would rather be cruico'd than let that happen, so she named him as the heir, saying to people that since he was such a sick child, they didn't mention him, but his "sister" (aka his dead self) was a blood traitor, and people didn't really give a fuck.

▩ The most accepting of you both were Alphard and Aurelia, Regulus's uncle and aunt and Walrbuga's younger brother and ex-best friend because Alphard had a trans friend himself and he and Aurelia were bi before it had a name. They sent him so many letters, trying to bond with him and Sirius and it did work for a long time.

▩ Now speaking of you both being trans. He will take SUCH good care of you during your period or if you're feeling dysphoric or something, softly riding you pussy with his own, rubbing your clits together with his cold, ringed fingers as he praised you, telling you how handsome you are, stuff like that.

▩ Force you to sit on his face like it's a chair and eat you out for hours on end, tweaking your nipples, if you haven't had surgery or if you have, does not matter. But will be more gentle and only lick your nipples if you have had top surgery or something.

▩ Please please please! Comfort him when he gets dysphoric, he gets suicidal thoughts and you love him so much and he's so cute, and he needs all the comfort in the world. Loves it if you fuck the good thoughts into him~

© This writing work belongs to me, rxsilabeth--er, Aurelia, Rosilabeth, Cerine. Reblogging is appreciated, but plagiarizing or copying my works is forbidden, thank you for reading this and if you like this check out my blog!

[eden-writes-stuff]

Chritmas 1975

Tags: Pining wolfstar, topic: first kiss, misteloes, Pining James, gay Remus (implied), trans Regulus (implied), Pining Mary, Mary having a sexuality crisis, Sirius being a bit of a wanker

"How is Operation Wolfstar going?" James raised an eyebrow "You are aware that Remus is kinda fucked if anyone hears that name you came up with?" "If anyone hears that name we have a totally different problem." 

Sighing, James shook his head. "I hung all the mistletoes just like you asked." Sirius grinned euphorically. "Perfect. Knew I could rely on you. You're gonna be the best man at our wedding." "I was always gonna be the best man at your wedding", James insisted. "Well, yes. But now you'll be the best man at our wedding."

"You better go make sure, Moony doesn't end up with someone else under a mistletoe", James reminded him, patting his back. Immediately Sirius nodded and headed toward the stereo, where Remus was sorting the records by artist.

"Are you ready for tonight?" "Almost. Peter made sure everything is connected, so I think we're good to go. Did you get on with the decorations alright?", Remus asked, without looking up. "Yup. We have the fairy lights, the mistletoes, the decorations for the pictures..." Now Remus did look up. "Mistletoes?"

Sirius loved having Remus' undivided attention. It was a powerful experience, unlike anything else he had ever felt. He smiled. "Yeah, why not? It's a tradition, right?" Remus tried to play it cool, but four years and some months with him had taught Sirius to see beyond the act. "Yeah. I'm not gonna kiss anyone though. I don't do that." "You don't have to..." Sirius shrugged, trying to act normal when his plan was shattering around him. "And I'm a bit surprised that you knw of it. I thought it was a muggle thing." Remus started chewing his lip as he did so often.

"Not actually. They just stole it. Witches and Wizards used it against poison, that's why it is used in so many healing potions. Also, people thought that it kinda looked like sperm, so it became a sign of male fertility. Funny how things work out." Remus raised an eyebrow. "How do you know that?" "I have a lot of useless knowledge. It's a heavy burden..." He sighed dramatically, then laughed. Remus shook his head, but couldn't help smiling.

Sirius loved his smile. More importantly, he loved being able to make him smile.

"I'm gonna go change. See you at the party?" "Sure."

~

All evening Sirius didn't dare take his eyes off Remus. Operation Wolfstar had seemed like a safe bet, but now that Remus didn't want to kiss anyone... Sirius' first instinct was to try and change his mind, but then again if he did that, Remus might end up snogging someone else.

Remus wasn't objectively attractive with his scars and his too-big nose, but he was incredibly sweet and kind to everyone and he always smelled good - especially considering that he was a teenage boy -, but then there was his rough side, the one that usually came out around the full moon... It was utterly fascinating how these factors made Remus - at least to Sirius - irresistibly hot.

"Stalking Moony again, are we?" James appeared next to him, drink in hand. Sirius shot him a look. "Trying to impress Reg again, are we?" he lifted an eyebrow. James blushed. "No... How would I be doing that?" "Leaning against the wall, acting all cool, talking to me... You're trying to make him jealous." "Is it working?"

Sirius glanced over his shoulder to his little brother, who was looking just a little lost in between the rest of Hogwarts that had stayed here over the holiday season. "I think you have a better shot if you go talk to him right now, save him from the awkwardness", he replied. It had taken him a few months to adjust to the thought, that James was head over heels for his little sibling, but eventually, he got around to it. At least that meant that James would someday be his brother-in-law. Plus, he knew that James would never hurt Reggie, so that was something he didn't have to worry about.

His eyes darted back to Remus, who was sitting at the edge of the staircase, right behind a mistletoe. "That's my chance. Good luck." Sirius patted James on the back before making his way through the crowd of people dancing and chatting in the middle of the room.

By the time he arrived, Mary, visibly drunk, was sitting next to Remus. He sighed.

"It just sucks that she is dating this guy now. I mean, she could have anyone and she chooses HIM?" "Victor isn't that bad." "Sure he isn't, I'm just saying that she could do better. She deserves better."

"Jealous of Evan's boyfriend again?", Sirius asked, leaning against the corner. "Pratt. I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous of him?" "Because you obviously fancy Lily." "What? No, I don't! You have no idea what you're talking about." With angry tears, she stormed off.

Sirius sighed, taking her place on the stairs. "Well done", Remus teased dryly. "What? It's just the truth. They've been pining over each other since first grade, it's getting kinda annoying." "Not everyone is as smooth about this as you are. People need their time, you can't just spring that on someone.

"Sirius knew he was right, that he should have been nicer; more remus-y. But by now Mary was probably somewhere in the girl's loo sobbing about her sexuality. "I wasn't always as smooth about it." "I know", Remus took a sip from his beer, "I heard you that night in second year."

Of course, Sirius remembered that night. The first time a boy had kissed him. The first time anyone had kissed him. He had felt so guilty, and hid in his dorm room and wept the entire night. Not even James had been able to calm him down.

"I should probably look after Mary. She's having a tough time right now." Remus was about to leave when Sirius grabbed his wrist, holding him back. "Wait." He didn't even know what he wanted. But he knew that he didn't want Remus to leave.

"What?" The taller boy asked calmly, looking at him with those soft, brown eyes.

Sirius' head drew a complete blank and it took him a good few seconds to remember how to speak. "Mistletoe. We-" he cleared his throat, "Is it the right time to tell you that we're standing under a mistletoe?" Remus looked up, then down at him again.

"I told you I wouldn't kiss anyone tonight." "You didn't say you wouldn't kiss me..." he tried and failed not to sound too hopeful or too pathetic. Remus took a step toward him. "Sirius..."

'how could you ever think I would want anything like that with you?' 'I have a secret boyfriend' 'I'm actually dating your brother' 'I'm actually dating James' 'I'm not interested in guys anymore' 'Your breath smells.' 'You disgust me and being within ten feet from you physically hurts me'

"I don't want our first kiss to be like this... I don't want it to be forced by anything. But, if it'll make you happy..." He leaned forward, his lips brushing Sirius' cheek. Everything inside him seemed to explode.

Sirius stood completely still for a few more seconds, bathing in the feeling of Remus' lips, the warmth, the smell of beer in his breath. When he opened his eyes again, Remus was already gone.

A/N: My soulmate forced me to post this at 00:30, because she really wanted to read it, so thank her.

[justsumtransdude2000]

"I don't like when ppl make the marauders characters tOo WoKE!"

Anyways Pandora and Barty would totally use it/its pronouns because they hate being referred to.

Pandora also takes testosterone off and on because it likes the effects (total June Henry variant if you know who that is).

Evan listens to obscure folk punk bands and drags Barty to the concerts.

Regulus Black knows obscure sexualites/gender identities from when he was a teen obsessively searching for a label that fit him (he eventually settled on being an aroace trans man).

Here comes something you guys are gonna hate to hear - James Potter is a drag king, and he is serious about this shit. He loves his makeup collection almost as much as he loves Reggie. Pandora custom makes his dresses and other outfits.

Marlene is a punk lesbian who uses a few sets of neopronouns. They takes Barty to all the shows she wants to go to, and makes Mary come to some of the less hardcore ones.

Mary uses an insane amount of neopronouns and is constantly experimenting with potions to get her presentation exactly how she wants it.

Lily is aromantic allosexual. She is kinda romance repulsed, actually. She can't stand romance books, seeing it on TV, etc. She couldn't even bring herself to watch Heartstopper with Mary, Marlene and Dorcas because of it. Her, James and Reggie are in a QPR.

Peter has a lot of complex, intersecting identities, often dresses femininely, has tried estrogen but didn't like the effects, and reads books about queerness frequently.

Just because you assosciate being in tune with yourself as being cringe doesn't mean everyone does. Your precious fictional characters can be queer, and want to know themselves, and express in a way that you don't think they should.

[strawbabys-blog]

Hi I have one-shot request, regressor regulus (1-4 age range) and CG James, in which regulus regresses because of trauma and stress and James gives him CG cuddles

Ofc!!!! Baby reggie is such a cute concept istg! Ty for the request <333

Baby Black

"Reggie!" James shouts in his usual cheerful manner, slinging an arm around the younger Black brother as he spots him in the hallway, "How's my favourite Slytherin doing?" He asks. James and Regulus had gotten very close over the last year, Regulus had eventually followed his brother out of Grimmauld Place and straight into the welcoming arms of the Potters. Of course that included James, who was like the sun to Regulus, always filling him up with light. James had naturally taken on the role of Regulus's caregiver, he was naturally inclined to take care of the people around him. The first time Regulus has regressed and stumbled crying through the house to find James and Sirius, James had found him and held him and kept him safe. So the next time it happened Regulus went to him again... and the next time, and the next time and every time after that. Their relationship quickly progressed from platonic to romantic (outside of Regulus's headspace of course) and after a brief period of horror from Sirius ("James you brotherfucker!!") The pair were accepted by pretty much everyone with ease.

"I'm fine," Regulus says, it had been a long day and he really wasn't feeling up to going back to his dorm, the older kids hated him ever since he'd left his parents house. James frowns at his tone.

"Are you really or are you just saying that for my benefit?" He asks, raising his eyebrows. Regulus sighs, looking up at James with tired eyes. He pouts.

"Can I come to the Gryffindor common room for a bit?" He asks. James face breaks into a smile.

"Of course you can Reg," he says, "do you need to...?" He doesnt need to finish for Regulus to get it.

"Maybe, but later, the older kids were being dicks again," he says. James frowns again, it was well known at this point that the older slytherins had taken to harassing Regulus in the halls when he was alone, so much so that the Gryffindor's take turns walking him places when they can.

"Okay," James says, his arm slipping down to link with Regulus's, leading him back to where the other Marauders were waiting, "We've got a visitor," he announces to the other three. Sirius grins.

"Brilliant! I've missed you too much Reggie, it's been painful," Regulus laughs and rolls his eyes.

"I saw you at lunch," he says.

"Far too long," Sirius says with his usual dramatic flair that sends the other boy's laughing too.

"Come on you lot," Remus cuts in, "Let's be getting back, the girls will wonder where we are,"

"I think they've lost hope in us Moony, they'll think we're doing something we aren't supposed to, as always," Peter says.

"Well they'll wonder where I am," Remus says with that signature smirk that has Sirius swooning while James hits Remus's shoulder.

"Rude! They love us," he says incredulously. Remus rolls his eyes.

"Siruis, can you stop with the goo goo eyes, I'm going to be sick," Regulus says, looking at Sirius's lovesick expression with disgust. Sirius turns to him, sticking out his tongue.

"Payback for every time I have to see you thirst over my best mate," he says. Regulus flushes red and James takes the opportunity to put his arm around his shoulders again, grinning teasingly.

"Reg, you've gone all red, do you have a temperature?" James says, innocently, knowing full well that he's being a dick. He glances around for a moment, deeming the coast clear he leans in and gives Regulus a peck.

"Oh for fucks sake," Sirius groans, leaning into Remus as if he's just been fatally wounded, "could you wait until I'm not around to suck faces with my baby brother?" He groans from Remus's chest.

"Oh fuck off Pads, that was as PG as kisses get," James says.

"You're just using it as an excuse to cuddle up to Remus," Regulus says. Both the boys flush red and Sirius pushes away from Remus, turning to flip Regulus off.

They continue their playful teasing as they walk up to the common room, James's hand not leaving Regulus's until they reach the portrait hole, where he helps him step in.

Regulus was determined to hold of his regression for as long as possible, he liked hanging out with the older Gryffindor's when he was big and wanted to stay for as long as possible. But being looked after, even in a small capacity, was really making things difficult.

"Reggie?" James questions, "are you okay?" Regulus nods absentmindedly, humming a confirmation, "Alright, let me know if you need anything," he says, kissing the boys cheek as he drags him to sit on an armchair in the common room.

Regulus floats in a bit of an in-between space as they hang out together, leaning against James contentedly as the Gryffindor's around him chat to each other. James seems to catch on to Regulus's drifting headspace and after a while he nudges him.

"Hey Reg, do you want to go on a walk?" He asks. Regulus's eyes light up at the thought of spending time with his caregiver and he nods happily. James turns to the group, "I'm gonna take Reggie on a walk, we'll be back later," He says. Sirius bounds over, giving Regulus a kiss on the head and a hug.

"Stay with Jamie, yeah?" He says, smoothing down his brothers hair. Regulus nods.

"Mhm, stay with Jaime," he parrots.

They say a quick bye to the rest of the group before heading back out the portrait hole.

Walks like these had become somewhat of a thing between the two boys, no matter what headspace Regulus was in. They make their way down to the great lake, walking around the path surrounding with their hands interlinked, chatting a little.

"Are you slipping?" James asks. Regulus thinks for a minute.

"No, I nearly was but I think it's cleared a bit," he explains. James nods.

Suddenly there's a rustling from behind them and both boys whip around to see people stood behind them.

There was three Slytherins stood looking personally offended just at the sight of the two boys. Malfoy and Snape were at the front, wands already out, while Narcissa hung back a bit, glancing between the two boys.

"Can we help you?" James asks, stepping in front of Regulus slightly.

"Just going for a walk," Malfoy answers, "that's allowed isn't it?" James raises an eyebrow, "Oh don't flatter yourself, what would we want with a couple blood traitors?" Regulus could think of plenty of things.

"Right, well we're heading back now," James says, grabbing Regulus's wrist and trying to pull him past the two boys. Malfoy stops him with a hand on the shoulder.

"Don't let us ruin your night," he says. Snape takes a step towards Regulus and James blocks him with his body.

"Jumpy, Potter," He drawls, peering around James to sneer at the younger boy. Regulus had frozen in place, resisting the urge to clutch James's arm, suddenly the idea of showing any form of weakness felt sickening. The voice of his mother rings in his head.

"You are weak! Disgusting! Get up!"

James steps closer to Snape, sheilding Regulus from his view again.

"Leave us alone," he says, reaching back to give Regulus's arm a reassuring squeeze. Malfoys eyes zero in on the small interaction and he scoffs.

"Can baby Black not look after himself?" He spits. James eyes flash angrily, attempting to shoulder past the two.

"Okay, we're going now," he says. Snape goes to grab Regulus, who whimpers and flinched away, but Narcissa clears her throat.

"Let them go" she says, voice clear and strong. Malfoy looks at her, confused, but something in her expression must make hom fold because he turns to Snape and nods.

"Love has made you weak," Snape hisses, begrudgingly letting go of Regulus and stepping aside.

James wastes no time, grabbing Regulus's arm and speed walking away from them, nodding to Narcissa as they pass, a brief moment of understanding passing between them before the two boys disappear back into the castle.

James stops in the entrance, turning to look at Regulus.

The boy looks wrecked, tears streaming down his face, eyes wide in shock and fear. James immediately knows that Regulus was reliving some none too pleasant memories.

"Are you okay baby?" He asks. Regulus whimpers, headspace immediately plummeting after teetering on edge, "How's about we go up to bed?" James asks. Regulus nods, reaching his arms forward and making a grabbing motion.

"Up," he whines.

Snape and Malfoy were bad enough but the sight of Narcissa had thrown Regulus right back to that house, to his mother, to the unspeakable things that happened to him and his brother. Regulus needed comfort right now. James smiles and scoops his baby up and Regulus immediately tucks himself into his caregivers neck, immediately soothed by the physical contact.

"I've got you baby," James murmurs, walking up to the common room.

They climb through the portrait hole and James gives a quick gesture to the boy clinging to him and that's all the explanation their friends need, letting them go up to bed without another word.

"Baby boy," he gently puts the boy down on the bed, feeling a tug on his heart as Regulus makes a noise of protest, "I know, I know, I'll be right back, I'm just getting you some clothes," he murmurs, Regulus pouts but nods. James quickly rushes to his drawers, pulling out a soft jumper and some shorts before going back to his baby.

"Daddy," Regulus mutters, grabbing hold of James shirt and tugging.

"I know baby, let's just get you changed and then Daddy will come cuddle," he says, making quick work of helping him change before pulling off his own shirt and climbing into bed, arranging them so that Reggie is layed comfortably on James's chest.

"M'sorry" Regulus murmurs. James was used to this, Regulus tended to feel like a burden whenever he regressed, it was rare that he slipped without apologising at least once.

James moves his hand to run through Reggie's hair, looking down at him.

"None of that baby, you have nothing to be sorry for. This helps me too, remember?" He says. Reggie screws up his nose adorably if James does say so himself as he thinks, before huffing and nodding a little.

James smiles and pulls Regulus a little closer, running his hand up and down his back to comfort him as he plays with the younger boys hair. Regulus buries his face in James's chest and makes a content little noise in the back of his throat. James thinks that if he were a cat he'd be purring.

He wants to talk to Reg about what happened earlier but he's found that Regulus isn't great at talking when he's little, that's something for him and big Reggie to talk about, so instead he watches as Regulus's eyes slip closed, his breathing slowly evening out into slow steady breaths.

Only once he's sure that Regulus is sleeping does he let his own eyes close.

[thatbrokenheartedwitch]

Marauders Era Characters Getting Upset

James: If he's really mad, he'll burst out and after he calms down he'll feel really bad for you even though it was totally reasonable for him to be angry. If it's something smaller he'll try to explain his feeling and 99% of the time will end up crying.

Sirius: Sirius would storm out of a room for sure. And then he would probably lock himself in his room and cry because my poor boy has so much trauma that he's never been allowed to tell anyone about.

Remus: Tries to make it up, but he secretly has a big ego. Would most likely just smoke the feelings away or either a) vent to someone about all his emotions, or b) joke about wanting to khs (with Reggie)

Peter: Feels really guilty about it, and tries to apologize a bit but he's so scared that it's not enough and that everyone hates him now that he eventually just stops, not wanting to get rejected

Lily: Goes on long rants about why she's upset. Either that or she completely ignores you even though the only thing she wants is to make up with you.

Regulus: This one is kind of hard, even as a Regulus kinnie, but he would either a) kill someone or commit a major crime, b) write sad boi poetry in his diar- ahem, journal, c) lash out at everyone and then stalk off into his room for the next 5 days, or d) tell everyone he's going to khs

Barty: He is commiting a major crime to help him relax. Preferably arson or murder, but torture is also very acceptable. That or he sulks for hours, completely ignoring his own health:(

Evan: Idk how to characterize Evan so well, but I think he would try to make up with people a tiny bit, then just yell at them continuously before stalking off to silently cry.

Pandora: Will not rest until they both apologize to each other. Very stubborn, is not going to let you leave until you make up. She strongly hates that awkward tension when you both want to just make up but are too afraid.

That's it for now cuz I have to get ready for school but lemme know if you want more!

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marauders era hcs

• evan loves braiding barty’s hair; but only when he’s asleep, so barty starts fake-sleeping just so he’ll play with his hair, and evan especially loves it when he lets his hair grow out a bit

• evan is like the mom of the group; he’s mainly the one who stays sober, otherwise it’s pandora. even regulus drinks, and trust me evan has had some weird experiences with them

• remus lets sirius tell him all the constellations on late nights in the astronomy tower; even though he already knows them. it seems to make sirius happy, so he pretends.

• regulus hates the rain, but james absolutely loves it. one day, james everything but drags reggie out of the castle to dance in the rain, but reggie just does it to make him happy (and okay his shirt is see through when it’s wet.)

• regulus is an amazing cook. sirius was never particularly adept in that department; and they often found themselves making their own meals. regulus taught himself and still sometimes cooks, mainly french food that they sometimes had growing up.

• james is the detention of a golden retriever, if any of his friends are feeling down he will find a way to make them feel better and will not rest till he does. he loves physical affection and will hug everyone, and often greets people with cheek-kisses.

• barty does things specifically to piss his father off; often purposefully getting in trouble/getting caught so they’d notify his father. his father was always furious and it delighted barty.

• sirius tends to forget to bring clothes into the bathroom when he showers; meaning remus, james, and peter have all seen him shirtless on multiple occasions. sometimes peter or remus has to leave the room.

• dorcas is the type of person to go out on early morning runs on the grounds; listening to music. her attire varies based on the seasons, and in the winter it’s sweatpants and a sweatshirt, but in the summer it’s a sports bra and shorts. (marlene goes crazy)

• remus is always missing sweatshirts; but seems to have a never ending supply. everyone finds them so comfy and warm, so they end up stealing them. even lily and marlene have a few. eventually he gets a few with ‘remus’ or ‘moony’ on them. james shows up to breakfast the next day in a ‘moony’ sweatshirt.