#regulus wants that cookie so bad

[thebl4ckstar]

Regulus on the edge of being drunk Black save me

[starzzmissthesun]

He wants that cookie SO effing bad

[iloveratmen]

Hey guys I’ve made it to second year: December moon

I want to give Sirius the biggest hug and never let him go

But he’s dead and not real so I guess that will have to wait 😔

Should I read Sirius’ perspective atyd or be happy

[noblehouseofgay]

Regulus: *staring at james from across the courtyard*

Barty: he wants that cookie so fucking bad

Evan: *w h e e z e*

Regulus: *bright fucking red, shoves barty off the wall he was sitting on*

Barty: YK IM RIGHT BLACK

[sparkling-ariaria]

Marauders Era fics I read and want to keep...

*Complete fem or non-specific reader insert fics*Upd: 25.05.2023

Poor bunny by robynlilyblack - Remus x Reader Y/n doesn’t understand why her friends are lying to her every month, so on one full moon she follows them…

The girl with the books by solemnarration- Remus x Reader James and Sirius notice that it’s not the books that keep Remus in the library, and are determined to know whether you – the object of Remus’s affection – return his feelings.

Beautiful by acosmis-t - Remus x Reader Comforting insecure Remus.

The gist of it by yellow-berrys - Remus x Reader You’re meeting Remus’ mother for the first time, and it’s overwhelming for her how lovely the house is.

One where he teaches you how to play the Piano by proserpina-magnus - Regulus x Reader

From a distance by still-blue-sky - Regulus x Reader Reader has a major crush on the mysterious Regulus Black and has always observed him from a distance. She never thought that he would feel the same until proven otherwise late at night in the library.

A snake and his little bird by robynlilyblack - Regulus x Reader Y/n has been keeping her relationship with a certain Black brother secret, but when James starts investigating why she's always stealing the map she's in hot water.

Smart cookie by robynlilyblack - Sirius x shy!Reader Sirius needs a tutor for herbology and he happens to be granted the shiest girl in the world to help him, luckily, he happens to love that about her.

Dote on me by yellow-berries - modern!Sirius x Reader You are completely oblivious to the way Sirius black dotes on you, and think that the way you're infatuated with him is completely one-sided. But he begs to differ.

Dealbreaker by luveline - Sirius x Reader You work in a bookstore. Sirius keeps finding reasons to need books.

Forbidden words by padfootagain - Sirius x Reader You've been dating Sirius for a while now, and it's been going wonderfully well. However, when you finally confess that you love him, he find himself unable to say it back. It will take time for him to be ready to say these three forbidden words out loud, but if there's someone who can make him overcome his inner demons, it's you.

Pumpkin's father and your lover by justyoursimpleflower - Sirius x Reader Sirius and you find a kitten, apparently she is a matchmaker.

Vivre d'amour et d'eau fraîche by acosmis-t - Sirius x Reader

Sirius drabble by sxriusblxck - Sirius x Reader Cuddling with Sirius after a long day spent together.

Still pretty by upsidedownwithsteve - Sirius x Reader Drunk Sirius, something cute and fluffy.

Sirius visits you at work by magicchai - Sirius x Baker!Reader Sirius showing up with flowers for his girl at work when she's having a bad day.

I can't focus because I can't keep you out of my head. by perpetuallydaydreaming - James x Reader 5 times James got distracted because of you.

Gorgeous distraction by gtgbabie0 - James x Reader James trying his best to study while you distract him.

And I love her by dilf-lover99 - James x Reader The 3 times James tries to get the girl and the 1 time he finally does. Or In which James Potter is hopelessly in love with his best friend.

You'll be in my heart by once-upon-an-imagine - James x Sister!Reader Hurt/comfort with James where a guy is making her very uncomfortable by hitting on her when James wasn’t there.

SB piece by familyvideostevie - grumpy!Sirius x sunshine!Reader Reader gets a phone call from Remus about her boyfriend moping away in a club.

E prometti domani a tutti parlerai di me by littlest-dark-age - Sirius x Reader Soft Sirius making a flower crown for his love.

Regulus dating someone from Hufflepuff by magicchai

Remus' remedy by magicchai - Remus x Reader Remus has the perfect remedy to fix his girlfriend’s migraines.

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Hater? I hardly know her

Barbies: Dorlene x you (more so Marlene and you dating and Dorcas lusting from afar)

Word: 1.6k

Summary: Dorcas hates you and your girlfriend but is it actually hatred or just misspelled horniness

Warnings: YOU WEAR A SKIRT AND GREEN LACE UNDERWEAR no genital or gendered pronouns or words used though, you flash a crowd and shake ass, Marlene is Marlene, Dorcas is pissed you guys are so hot, you and Marlene are very comfy with pda, tabletop dancing, broom closet shenanigans, I sleepy I think that's it, definitely not inspired by Lunch by Billie I don't even know where you would get that idea from you're crazy you're acting crazy rn

Dorcas hated you. And your stupid girlfriend, Marlene. At first, she just thought you were both pretty and then she realized how fucking annoying you both were. Was it truly necessary for Marlene to flirt with her during quidditch practice? Did you really have to wink at her every time you made eye contact? Not to mention the fact that you two were so far down each other’s throats all the time she was shocked either of you knew it was day. She hated that you were both so attractive and knew it. You both needed the strongest serving of humbling she has ever prescribed. Dorcas decided that’s exactly what she would do, humble y’all bitch asses.

Every time Marlene flirted, Dorcas insulted her. As harsh as she could. She snarled at you every time you looked at her. However, this seemed to backfire. Her rudeness seemed to make you both like her more. Marlene was even more flirtatious and you tried multiple times to start a conversation with her. She hated the both of you with a strong passion.

You and Marlene picked up on her bad vibes. You both just assumed that you had done something wrong. Your attempts to rectify the problem only seemed to make it worse. Marlene wasn’t a quitter. She decided you all would become friends or more if it was the last thing she did.

With the latest quidditch win under the Slytherin’s belt, Dorcas was excited for the following party. Barty had triple her excitement, he loved parties. The crowd gave him attention, unlike his father, and booze. Barty also liked kissing his boyfriend in the dim lighting. Evan enjoyed parties in the way someone might enjoy baking; it’s nice every once in a while, gets tiresome if frequent, and you get a treat at the end. While he didn’t get a cookie at the end of every party he did get an extra cuddily Barty. Pandora enjoyed them less. They were quite loud and she preferred to stare out the giant glass wall to watch the fish. If Pandora’s enjoyment of parties was in the basement then Regulus’ enjoyment of parties was in hell. He hated them. Too loud, too many people, too much B.O., terrible music, and stupid people became stupider with alcohol. Normally within the first hour Regulus and Pandora had snuck off to the Black Lake, party be damned.

Dorcas was enjoying her time at their party, glad her hard work in practice paid off. She danced with Evan and Barty. There was a massive grin across her face. Until she heard cheers on the other side of the room. Not an odd thing, usually means someone did a fancy trick with their dancing or someone fell, but something about these cheers made her uneasy. Dorcas scanned the crowd, snagging on the two heads over the others. You and fucking Marlene. Dorcas was a hater through and through. As a verified hater, she knows if you want to do it right you have to see your victims’ highest point so you can bully them as it happens.

Dorcas left Barty and Evan, weeding through the crowd. Eventually, she was standing right up against the coffee table you and your girlfriend were dancing on. It was sickening how good you both looked. People shouldn’t be more attractive just because they were standing on a piece of furniture. Marlene was standing behind you, her hands traveling more than they should in such a public space. Your arms were stretched over Marlene’s shoulders, your back pressed to her chest with your head thrown back. One of Marlene’s hands was resting just under your belly button while the other was on the side of your neck. Marlene’s head was turned to your neck. All the while both your hips were moving with the beat.

Your position reminded Dorcas of a vampire and their lover who is also into biting. She snarled at the thought of you both enjoying this. As if she sensed her hatred, Marlene's eyes shot open, meeting Dorcas’ immediately. Dorcas clenched her jaw and tilted her head up. Dorcas saw a flash of Marlene’s grin pressed to your neck before she pulled back. You pulled away from each other, somehow dancing apart was more attractive than together. Dorcas didn’t think much while watching the both of you prance on top of your lofty 16-inch tall coffee table. Well not much other than ‘fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyou’.

With the new song, you both seemed to regain your lust for one another, meeting each other in the middle of the table. Your hands were grabbing and pulling each other, hitching the hems of clothing up just an inch. Dorcas wasn’t sure which one of you she hated more. Marlene with her band shirt and tight leather shorts. Or you with your stupid short skirt, and shirt that was very shirty. Dorcas was losing her vocabulary that’s how bad your dancing was, defentily wasn’t Marlene’s ass peaking out the bottom of her shorts.

Before Dorcas’ mind could catch each of your movements you were bending over right in front of her. Marlene flicked your skirt up, though it was already very revealing. Marlene leaned foreward and rested her elbows on your back before dropping one hand to sit in front of one elbow while her other hand held up her face. Marlene made a bored face while she shook back and forth from your hip movements. Dorcas wanted to be better than the boys cheering and screaming behind her but your ass was fully in her face. She glanced, not stared, fine she glanced for a long time. Dorcas commited the image to her memory.

You had on green lacey underwear. It made her eye twitch. Even worse, it was a little difficult to see with all the shaking but she noticed a slightly faded hickey to the left, and on the right side avoiding the hem of your underwear was her jersey number. Drawn around it were tiny little hearts that looked eerily similar to the ones she saw Marlene doodle on her page.

Unfortuentually Fortuneally, it ended quickly. Marlene stood up. She slapped your ass. Dorcas noticed how for a split second she squeezed it. You took this less as an offense and more as a signal, standing up and spinning around. You glanced down at Dorcas, winking at her before pulling Marlene in to you. You must've gotten bored with dancing because you jumped off the table. You helped Marlene get off the table before you both dissapeared into the crowd.

Dorcas returned to where she left Barty and Evan, finding them making out next to a wall. Dorcas gripped the back of Barty’s shirt, pulling him back. Barty whined. Dorcas sighed, slipping between the two of them.

“I just got flashed.” Evan groaned.

“Someone I know?” Evan asked. Dorcas shook her head.

“It unfortunately was a little hot.” She muttered, hoping it got drowned out by the music. Barty sloppily patted her shoulder in sympathy.

“The worst kind of flashing,” Barty said, a little too loud in Dorcas’ ear.

With the party slowly dragging on, she started to notice the lack of you and Marlene. Dorcas wanted to judge you vocally to your face how could she do that with you not here? She assumed you both left, maybe flashing a whole crowd was enough for one night. Dorcas watched in disappointment as a rowdy student flung a glass vase at the wall. She sighed as she left the commonroom to get a dustpan, already envisioning someone weilding a shard as a weapon. Dorcas swung the broom closet door open. She froze when she saw you and Marlene.

Marlene had your back pressed against the wall. Her lipstick was smeared across your mouth and neck. Dorcas glanced down. Marlene’s hand was shoved down your green underwear, the fabric bunching around Marelene’s wrist. Dorcas let out a deep sigh, ignoring you both staring at her. She reached around Marlene pulling out the broom and dustpan.

“You can join.” you whispered. Dorcas paused, slowly flickering her eyes to you. She thought about it more than she should’ve. A quiet moment passed before she quickly spoke up.

“Ew, no.”

“You sure? We can go to not a broom closet.” Marlene offered, her hand slowly slipping up to your belly button. Dorcas stared at you both.

“Are you guys serious?” She made a snarl but the more she thought of her jersey number on your right ass cheek and Marlene’s hands traveling on her body the more she started to lose her strength.

“Deadly.”

“No, I’m Marlene.” You smacked Marlene’s shoulder. Dorcas shivered at Marlene’s bad joke.

“You’re absolutely insane if you think I’d ever sleep with you dickheads, I do have a few standards.” Dorcas said, rolling her eyes. Marlene grinned at her. You stared at her with those stupid convincing puppy eyes.

“Would you join if we said pretty please with sugar on top?” Marlene asked. Dorcas reached out and bonked her on the head with the dustpan.

“Pretty please with sugar on top?” You flashed Dorcas your pretty smile that made her give you the answers to a test months ago. Dorcas stared up at the ceiling letting out the groanest groan of all time before meeting eyes with you both again.

“I’ll consider it.” Marlene quickly raised her hand for a high five, your skirt falling back down. You shook your head. Marlene switched hands, and you happily high-fived her.

”Hey Cassy, why did you-“ Barty paused as his head popped over the edge of the door. He looked between you three. You awkwardly waved. Dorcas patted his shoulder, handing him the broom and dustpan.

“We’ll talk. Soon.” Dorcas said, winking at you on her way out the door. She shut it behind herself, pushing Barty back towards the commonroom. Dorcas most definitely did not hear Marlene squeal as she left and she was most definitely not cut out for the hating business.

[calamitoustide]

gabby give me some of your regulus raising Harry thoughts please :) to distract you from wanting to kill urself

anon let me tell you this ask just made me burst out laughing sure I'll give you some of my thoughts

There's the case of Regulus coming into Harry's life later in life which I have written about... but I quite like myself some Regulus being with Harry from the start and that's what I'll talk about.

I don't see Regulus wanting to have kids at first, he thinks he'll never have them and will never want anything to do with them. Though I don't think it's him necessarily not "wanting" kids, I think it's very complicated and kinda twists up inside himself. (though I have written a Regulus who has never and will never want kids and I love that idea too) I think he's scared of bringing a child into this world and raising it, doing right by it. He doesn't think he's fit for it. It's a combination of many things that could possibly change this and it depends on the au or situation.

It could be Sirius and him reconnecting with Andy and meeting Nymphadora. Even if she's not a baby when they meet I feel like being around kids would be good for Regulus. He would still have a lot to work through but he finds himself enjoying "parenting" a kid much more than he thought he would even if he isn't a parent himself. I feel like one night he'd be babysitting Nymphadora and work himself into such a bad panic attack that he has to call Sirius to come and help him because he realizes fuck i might want this and fuck what does that mean? How is he meant to be a parent when his parents never showed him.

I also love teacher Reg (as we know) and I feel like his students would be an equal substitute instead. Being around them would make him think about it.

Anyway! Once Regulus has Harry he is very... stressed about everything. He doesn't do good with punishments and he gives Harry everything he wants which is something they obviously have to work on and James is right there next to him the entire time showing him that is is okay and they're not hurting Harry by telling him he can't have cookies right before bed.

I also don't think Regulus would want to work while having Harry, or at least he's want to work at home for the first five years or before he starts school. He'd want to be there for every moment, not strangling him but he would want to be able to comfort him when he needs it. he wants to show Harry that he's always there for him. Of course, he can do that and have his job and it's a conversation but I just feel like once they have Harry he is Regulus' top priority. Not that he's not James' but it comes out in different ways.

I also think Harry would make Regulus have little tea parties with him, or something similar. Harry would have a little kitchen set and he'd sit Regulus down at a little table he simply can't fit at and take his order. Regulus would give in to everything he wants with the widest smile on his face, and James would take so many fucking pictures of them. Regulus would get all embarrassed but James would look at them all the time he can't help it.

I've been talking for a while, but lastly I don't think Regulus would want Harry playing Quidditch. I know there's the whole argument between James and Reg about what position Harry would be... but if I'm being honest Regulus' vote would go for not on the team at all. Obviously he would support him but he knows exactly what goes into Quidditch and the injuries that could happen and he would want to put his foot down so bad and force Harry to not try out. The only reason he doesn't is because James convinces him Harry deserves to be involved in the things he loves, even the terrifying ones.

Regulus would have a heart attack when he found out Harry got on the Quidditch team at 11, and would want to kill James for being over the moon about it.

[anonymousredactedconfessions]

Something I hate that always always comes up, when this fandom is given the opportunity to vote for characters to get updates or get chances to be apart of anthologies, this fandom will always with out fail pick the easiest to digest, most cookie cutter, sweet, “good” character.

Any character who’s even SLIGHTLY complex or morally grey will never ever get a chance to shine/ get the opportunity for something because this fandom refuses to see these characters as nuanced , complex or grey or anything of the sort. It’s either good or bad with y’all and that thinking takes away so much.

It’s boring and annoying knowing that if you like any of the semi complex characters they will never get a chance in this fandom when put up against a “good guy” see Blake Vega Regulus Marcus Kody Alexis Quinn getting pushed aside.

Get some taste and grow up.

(Also hot take I do not want hot boi summer, I want the stories to get going, it has been fluff for months I’m over it)

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[kquil]

THE PICNIC : 1K MILESTONE

EVENT STATUS : CLOSED

OPEN ON : 13/08/23 | CLOSED ON : 01/09/23 ⏤(dd/mm/yy)

REQUESTS PENDING : 16

welcome to the picnic! this is held in celebration for my 1k followers milestone and will be in honour of the tradition my close friends and i have of going on a picnic to celebrate each other's birthdays or holidays

this is my thank you to everyone for helping me reach this milestone and for always being so kind and supportive of me in my time here, my moots especially! they have a special place in my heart, and therefore, get a special slice of cake! but don't worry, you darlings can still enjoy the event too!

QUICK RULES :

i. i only write reader interest for the marauders era (sirius b, james p, remus l, peter p, regulus b,) ii. there is no limit to how much you want participate iii. i do not write nsfw 18+ content sorry iv. if you are my moot, don't feel pressured to only have a slice of cake v. feel free to request for multiple marauders and even poly vi. don't feel bad about requesting for the first time through this event or for not following me for long or for not following me at all - lets just have fun! vii. some requests may take longer than others so please bear with me viii. feel free to request for multiple things, i don't mind ... i may add more rules later

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i. fav marauder/s ii. fav romance trope/s iii. fav au/s iv. state your preferred name + pronouns + appearance (hair/eyes/skin/body etc - whatever you're comfortable with) + your personality v. if you have a special request (it can be on genre, format, additional info on previous answers etc)

and i will write a short imagine based on a combination of your answers that is personalised to you i.e i will be mentioning the physical features you stated about yourself and using your name and pronouns

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[suncchaser]

do you hate regulus

Depends on which version of Regulus you are speaking of. Canon Regulus? I think he was a bad person but an extremely nuanced and interesting character. Fanon Regulus? No, I do not like how he has been characterized and it’s vastly different from how I see him, which is a matter of opinion. 

I am open about the fact that, if there is information about the characters in the books, which is the case with Regulus, I will use that when it comes to creating my perception of them. 

In my opinion, based on what we know in the books, Regulus was extremely proud of being a Black and of being a pure-blood wizard and did indeed subscribe to ideologies of pure-blood supremacy. I do not think he was abused but I do concede he could have felt pressured to be the perfect son due to how he saw Sirius being treated for stepping out of the mold. (But in general, I disagree with the fandom view of Walburga and Orion crucio-ing Sirius and Regulus for eating the last cookie in the jar. I think that’s another simplistic headcanon the fandom has created.) I think overall he had a decent relationship with his parents because he did not step out of the mold. 

Now, regarding the death eater situation, I do not believe he was forced. I think people tend to heavily associate the concept of pure-blood supremacy with Voldemort and his death eaters and that shows in this scenario. The concept existed thousands of years before Voldemort was born. He did not create it, he used it to manipulate pure-blood wizards into serving him. You can be a pure-blood supremacist and not be a death eater or have any interest in being one or take Voldemort into any sort of regard. 

Orion and Walburga were in school at the same time as Voldemort. You know, when Voldemort began gathering his earliest supporters. They were in the same House as he was, sharing a common space and yet, neither of them were ever supporters. It’s easy to assume they had no interest. The Black family has a known family tree dating back to the 1800s and they were all pure-blood supremacists and yet the first one who joined Voldemort was Bellatrix. What reason would Walburga and Orion have to force their only son (they most likely did not view Sirius as their child after he left) into joining a DEs, knowing he would be risking death or life imprisonment? 

I think Regulus joined willingly because he, in his teenage immaturity, believed that was what he wanted, he too was roped into it by Voldemort’s promises of that perfect pure-blood society. Here’s the thing, I fully believe what Sirius said about him being horrified by what he was asked to do. Because while I believe Regulus was and died a pure-blood supremacist, I do not believe he was cruel enough to torture and kill people, even if he considered them inferior. I think he was a bigot but I do not think he was cruel and a murderer. Like I said above, I think he has nuance. 

After what Voldemort did to Kreacher, which led to him finding out about the horcruxes, I think that is when he realized that Voldemort did not care for all the promises and he was simply after immortality and power and was using him and people like him as tools. And he found himself between a rock and a hard place because he did not have the stomach to carry out what was demanded of him, he no longer had any faith on the man he swore to serve and he knew all his promises were bullshit, so he has two options - he hides like a coward, knowing he will be found and killed eventually or he goes down fighting to take Voldemort down and he picks the second option because he was a proud man and wouldn’t hide like a coward. I don’t think it has anything to do with him renouncing his beliefs because his beliefs existed outside of him being a death eater. 

This is an interesting story that was completely written off because people don't actually want to be fans of bad people. Fanon Regulus is a victim of everyone around him -- his parents for abusing him and forcing him, his brother for abandoning him. He's never accountable for anything. He's a whiny little boy, which is a diservice to who he was in the books.

[angelcactus]

I have recently broken my foot (it's a hairline fracture and not serious, never fear) but am in desperate need of headcanons do have come to you!

How would the Redacted boys (as many as you want or just the wolf pack, up to you!) react/ treat their Listener who broke their foot?

Convenient how I just so happen to have all the boys listed for my summary presentation so HERE WE GO:

Vincent: babying us to the highest extent. We probably broke our foot doing something dumb like breathing or some shit but Vincent will baby us and take care of us regardless.

David- he is gonna call us dumb while doing everything for us. Can't put on pants? He's gonna help you and call you a little snot when we try to baby him.

Asher- lots of cuddles, this isn't a joke. The sick video is NOTHING compared to this.

Gavin- will attempt to heal you. Babes idc that you're made of magic I don't wanna walk for a bit. >:)

The damn boys- Huxley will carry us around, Damien will basically be our live in nurse that lectures us and Lasko will just talk for 40 minutes just to distract you.

Elliott- again, will carry us around and makes sure we have good dreams while we recover (COME BACK TO ME POOKIE)

Milo- will try to convince us to let his mom heal us but again, no walking >:). He would probably just be lovey to us (bonus: aggro will try to help the healing process by kneading on your chest, my man has to make bread to pay the hospital bills)

Sam- do I need to continue? He'll try to heal us and reprimand us bc "we aren't a tank" mhm yeah sure cowboy 🙄✋

Ollie- lotsa cuddles and help with work and video games :3

Aaron- forces us to stay in bed, he has to work in the bedroom or else we will eacape.

Geordi- cuddles (and maybe an apology *cough cough* cutie) cuddles and video games and maybe some telepathic torment.

Guy- he may be a menace but he's a caring menace. He makes sure we aren't in any pain and gets us whatever we want, a win is a win.

Vega- just says "suck it up lmao"

Imp!vega- (I added him bc I love this vers ok? Sue me.) Makes sure that we aren't having any bad emotions bc he loves us <3

Regulus- keeps us in bed and makes sure we can't go anywhere bc he's weird like that frfr

Avior- my brother is so afraid for our health it's not even a joke anymore. He would make sure aren't aren't going ANYWHERE.

Caelum- will cheer us up with cookies bc he's an angel and my son as well.

Flyboi (Ivan)- babies us that's it, he would make sure we're comfortable and will baby the shit out of us.

Cam- calm vibes only, no bad thoughts or feelings 💪🏻

[ess-presso]

Anon game: (Also I wanted to participate but then I got confuzzled so I hope I did it right)

ask me random questions (I have multiple)

Why did you pick your username? Was it inspired by something?

What is your favorite comfort/rewatch show?

Fav Headcanon Today?

(Also sidenote I like your new profile style)

ahhh no worries u did it perfectly well ! glad u found ur way back home (my inbox) !!

my url (also my ao3 username) was v much supposed 2 be a sort of antithesis 2 each other ! like war=bad & irises=good. also ! irises is also for eyes (like your eyes have irises ) & not just the flower. i liked the idea of the antithesis of 2 weird asf things because ik sequinhaze’s old username used 2 be battlehamster + i thought that was funny as fuck. so i suppose it was inspired by antithesis & flowers + my desire to have a double meaning in my name.

FRIENDS !!!!!! friends 2 me is my favourite show ever ever and it is my comfort watch and i just love it. it’s like a cup of hot chocolate after a long day and this show just tops everything. i love it so so so much it is very dear 2 my heart.

today’s headcanon…. hmm. i just woke up & had breakfast BUT i was thinking about how i’m a shit cook + my best friend is also a shit cook and us combined = burnt food and i think regulus and james as shit cooks joined together is very very funny. like imagine them trying to be all romantic and bake like cookies or cakes or whatever and burning it and then just kissing in the kitchen ???

(and thank u !! i wanted 2 change it for ages + decided 2 make it with my favourite milf lily evans !!)

[puppy-coded]

Together Forever {R.B.}

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: food mention, dark magic, reader and Reggie being rebels at some point, kids

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Regulus Black x fem!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2351 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: It’s been a fun life with Regulus. You just know he loves you. im bad at summaries okay

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: Requested by @ell0ra-br3kk3r​ and a quick reminder that requests are open

The Black family. Most prominent family in the wizarding world at the time. Yet they lurk in Knockturn Alley when they need things.

They stopped by a dingy little shop that sold most dark items but was especially known for beautiful heirloom copies of books. Books and books filled with dark magic.

It was a shame that they were so ornate.

“Ah! The Black family. My best customers.” A man standing behind the counter greeted.

Walburga Black, the worst of them all, cracked a small smile at the greeting. “Only because you’re the only shop in Knockturn Alley that sells the gorgeous books we desire.” 

The man chuckled and leaned over the counter to look at a little boy, about seven, with dark hair.“And who’s this?” The man asked.

Walburga kept the small smile on her face as she brushed the hair out of the little boy’s face. “It’s our little Regulus.” 

The man smiled kindly at young Regulus. “You’re about the same as my little girl. Let me get her for you.” 

The man went into the back room and came back with a little girl around six or seven.

“(Y/N), say hi to little... what was it?” The man asked Walburga.

“Regulus sir,” Little Regulus piped up.

Your father patted you on the shoulder with a suggestion. “Why don’t you go in the back and play while Mr. and Mrs. Black and I discuss some things. Sound good?” He asked little you.

“Okay.” You shrugged, going back into the room and waving Regulus with you.

You two talked about the usual things that six- and seven-year-olds usually talk about. It was fun for the both of you.

And that was the start of an everlasting bond between little you and Regulus.

Years later you were on Regulus’ shoulders, trying to reach the cookie jar on the top shelf. 

“Won’t you parents be mad that we got cookies without asking?” Regulus asked, struggling a little.

You were so close. You felt your fingers brush the ceramic pot and grunted. “Only if they- A little higher please Reg... Thanks! Only if they find out.” You told him.

Regulus wheezed under the pressure of another human on his shoulders. “Don’t they... have... eyes... everywhere?” He asked the best he could.

You kicked him a little and he put you down. Not before you got the cookie jar though.

“Were you not listening?” You asked, taking a cookie out. “If they find out. They won’t.”

Inseparable.

Eleven-year-old you was kicking your feet out as you looked out the window.

“What do you think your house is gonna be?” You asked suddenly, turning to your friend.

Regulus shrugged and looked down before answering. “I hope it’s Slytherin.”

You felt yourself make a face at his choice of house. “Why?”

“I don’t want my parents to be mad at me like they are with Sirius.” He admitted. “I don’t want that.”

“Oh.” Was all you had to say to your friends answer.

“What house do you hope you get?” He asked in return, hoping to lighten the mood.

“Slytherin.” You responded plainly.

Now it was his turn to make a face. “Why?”

“Because I’m bad at making new friends,” You stated.

You two did everything together.

Regulus had dragged you out to the quidditch field to practice with him one-on-one since no one else would. 

“Regulus I am not playing quidditch with you.” You huffed. “I need to go back to my Runes homework.” 

He was your best friend but no.

“Why not?” He asked, putting his free hand on his hip.

You just stared incredulously. “I’m scared of heights! No!”

“Come on, don’t be a square,” Reggie taunted.

You crossed your arms with another huff. “I’m not a square. Just don’t wanna get hurt.”

“How do you survive flying class?”

“Barely.” 

“Not the question.” He said, waving his broom at you.

At least, you did almost everything together.

“Regulus. I don’t know how to feel about this.” You whispered in the middle of the crowded store. “This goes against everything our parents stand for.”

“Come on, live a little!” Regulus said, grabbing another jacket. 

Your eyes widened and you took a step back. “No thanks. I choose life.”

“But look! It’s blue! And, here,” He said, grabbing a random hoodie off the metal clothes rack. “This hoodie is almost exactly your style.”

“They’re muggle clothes.” You reminded him.

He rolled his eyes in response. “And?”

“No.”

“Alright. I’ll live in comfort while you don’t.” He said, sticking his tongue out at you.

You shrugged, almost indifferent to his antics. “I’m fine with that. As long as I live.”

Eventually dating.

A seventeen-year-old Regulus burst into your room with his hands behind his back, clearly excited about something. “I have a present for you!”

You jumped at the suddenness but smiled nonetheless. “What is it Reg?”

“I got you a bear for your birthday.” He stated proudly, holding out the stuffed toy for you.

You put a hand to your chest and poked your lip out. “Aww! You shouldn’t have!”

“It’s, um... you know, no big deal.” He said nervously. “Press his paw.”

You did and you instantly heard Reggie’s voice... but in the bear. “Wanna go out? I have a plan. It’s not a good one but I have one.”

You beamed up at Regulus when it was done. “Reggie! I’d love to!” 

Regulus smiled shyly back at you. “Great. I was hoping you’d say that. Come on, it’s your birthday-dinner-slash-date.”

Establishing your favorite type of date night.

Three years later, he found this beautiful spot. It was a beautiful cliff with the ocean below. The waves crashing against the shore softly had locked in the spot as an instant favorite.

“This place is beautiful Reg!” You exclaimed.

Regulus smiled at you, putting the picnic basket down. “Thanks. I found it while I was... uh... doing stuff.”

“What stuff?” You asked.

“Hiking and shit.”

“Ew.”

Regulus nodded. “Yeah, it’s the last time I hang out with the human golden retriever, Remus, and Sirius.”

“Makes sense.” You said, spreading your blanket on the ground. “I would hate it too.”

“Hey babe?” Regulus asked.

“Hm?” You hummed, sitting down and getting things out of the basket.

He took a deep breath before sitting down with you. “I have a very important question for you.”

“Okay. What is it?” You asked casually, not at all picking up on Regulus’ nervousness.

“Would you, like, wanna marry me?” He asked just as casually.

Your head snapped up. “Of course!”

Regulus smiled. “Good. Because I wanna marry you.”

“Good!” 

“Good.”

Surviving marriage...

You had been cleaning all day and you were just about to go take a nap when you saw it.

“Reg. What the hell is this?” You asked, pointing at the offending object.

He got up and looked confused at what you were pointing at. “Um... a pan?”

You looked mad at his response. “A dirty pan! In the sink! After I just did the effing dishes!” You told him angrily.

We wrapped you in his arms, knowing that it would calm you down. “I’m sorry mon ange I completely wasn’t paying attention.”

You returned the hug and squeezed slightly. “I didn’t mean to get loud. I’m just stressed. Work had been crazy and being an auror is terrible. I just want a clean house so I can relax,” You sniffled.

Regulus kissed the top of your head and rested there. “Love, you’re going to scrub your fingers to nubs. You’ve had us scrubbing all day.”

“Maybe I should... take a break,” You admitted.

“I think that would be best.” Reggie agreed, leading you to your bedroom.

... And kids together.

“Regulus. You suck.”

“I didn’t mean to get you pregnant,” He defended.

“This is all your fault.” You said, crossing your arms.

Regulus did the same. “It takes two to tango.”

It suddenly sank in. What this meant for the both of you. “I’m not ready to be a mom.” You moved your hands to your face in panic, your mind filling with all the worst case scenarios.

Regulus raked a hand through his hair. “I don’t think Sirius is ready to be an uncle.”

You gripped his arm as hard as you could with a panicked look. “How are you so calm? Why are you so calm? I’m freaking out!”

“Because it’s not as big of a deal as you’re making it out to be.” Your ever-so-helpful husband said.

Clearly, it was not the right response.

“You’re not the one pushing a watermelon out of yourself,” You reminded him.

“I mean...”

“No! I’m mad at you because of this.” You huffed, walking out of the room to leave Regulus alone.

“Maybe I don’t want to be a dad?” He said to himself, not completely understanding what just happened.

Eventually it all dwindled down...

After a long and laborious 16 hours, you saw Regulus tear up for the second time in his life. You two were given a few minutes to yourselves to admire your new child.

“Stop! Why is our daughter so cute?” You asked Regulus.

He smiled softly at the baby and kept his voice at a whisper. “I don’t know but I love her.”

“Can you get Siri in here?” You requested. “I need his commentary.” 

“Sure darling.” He kissed your forehead and left to get Sirius.

Regulus went into the waiting room and shook his head at how dramatic his brother was being. To be fair, Sirius was excited for his niece to enter the world. Probably more excited than you two were.

Sirius came in with so many balloons with Remus in tow. Remus had quite a few bags in his hands, probably full of things for your daughter. Sirius had tied all the balloons to the end of your hospital bed before coming up to you.

You held up your baby the best you could when you saw him. “How cute is our baby?”

Sirius chuckled and held your daughter carefully, protectively. “You’re giving me baby fever. Remus we need one!”

“No!”

Sirius shrugged. “Worth a shot.”

You beckoned Reggie over and whispered. “Understand why I needed his input?”

“And now that you have a kid, hopefully you don’t need my brother’s input anymore,” Sirius chimed in.

“Oh my god. Sirius shut up!” Responded a very, very pink Regulus.

“Have you thought of a name yet?” Remus asked, mostly to distract the brothers for a moment or two.

Regulus took a deep breath and started in on the backstory to introduce the final choice. “We’ve been talking about it for months but now... I think it’s final. We do want to keep up using star names. It’s tradition at this point...”

Sirius shushed him and held up a finger. “I didn’t need a monologue. What’s her name?”

“Astra.” You responded, grabbing Reg’s hand. “It means ‘of the stars’.” 

“It’s beautiful.” Sirius said quietly, repeating the name over and over again.

... then picked up...

Sleep was nonexistent and so was your sanity. You and Reg were getting ready to go to drop off Astra at Sirius’ since he offered to be “Uncle of the Year.” You and Reg took him up on it because, let’s be real, parenthood kinda sucks. 

You were almost packed when you remembered that you needed to put her food in the bag. It’s an important part of being a human after all.

“Food. Where’s her bottle?” You asked an equally tired Reggie.

Regulus held up an empty hand before realizing i was empty. “Um... I just had it.”

“Did we lose it?” You asked. “I can make another one. She’s going to be there all day. I should make more for just in case.”

Regulus shook his head. “No... no. I got it... it’s... Ha! Here!”

“Great! Now we need to get...” You looked around, not seeing your kid anywhere. “Where’s our baby? Where’s Astra?”

“Babe, calm down.” Reggie tried, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“Astra! Come on! Come here girly.” You called and clapped as it she was a dog.

Regulus looked over his shoulder and smiled. “She’s in her car seat by the door.”

“God I need sleep.” You told him. “Glad Sirius offered today.”

... then it was still...

“Mommy! Mommy!” Astra called, running and giggling through the house and into the kitchen where you were.

“Yes dear?” You asked, putting the plate down.

Astra grabbed your hand and started tugging on you. “You wanna have a tea part with me, daddy, Uncle Siri, and Uncle Moony?”

“Sounds full darling.” 

“Please? We only have four and need an even number!” The five-year-old begged, tugging on your arm harder.

You let her lead you to her room. “Can’t argue with that logic.”

Regulus, Sirius, and Remus had all stuffed their legs under a table meant for kids with their make up clearly done by the five year old girl. The bright pink boas and tiaras really pulled their outfits together.

“She’s lucky we love her,” Reggie grumbled.

“Speak for yourself little brother. I look fabulous!” Sirius stated, flipping his pink boa around his neck.

... And all was well...

Little Astra had crept through the house into your room, clutching her favorite bear. 

She got to your side of the bed and tapped you until you woke up.“Mommy. I had a bad dream.”

You pcked up the blankets, inviting her to crawl into bed with you and Regulus. “Come here baby. You can sleep with us. Right Reg?”

“Mhm... anytime baby...” He mumbled, still mostly asleep.

Astra giggled at his response. “I don’t think daddy heard you.”

“He’s just tired. So is Mommy.” You told her, laying her down.

“So is Astra.” She said sleepily, rubbing her eyes.

“Then go to sleep. Or the giant spiders’ll get’cha.” You joked, making your hands move similarly to a spiders legs.

“Stop giving our child nightmares,” Reggie ordered. 

You giggled softly and wrapped your arms around your daughter.  Regulus turned over and wrapped his arms around his two girls.

And all you needed was your little family.

[violetrainbow412-blog]

Fluff ☼

Angst ►

Smut *

Under the rain ►

Sirius arrives at your house soaking wet after not knowing where else to go

Chemistry ☼

You and Sirius can't stand each other and during game night Remus decides to do something about it to prove it's not true

Puppy ☼

After a bad day you decide to talk to a cute puppy you find at home. After all, he can't tell anyone, right?

Baby ☼

Sirius is in charge of taking care of Harry for a few hours, but not everything goes as he expects

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! ☼

Just Sirius being a sexy bisexual ABBA fan

Stars ☼ (unfolds months after 'Under the rain', but can be read as a standalone)

Sirius tells you about the star for which he is named

Escape ☼

You are engaged to Regulus, but no one expects you to secretly kiss his brother, who comes up with an absolutely crazy idea

Like a rockstar (rock band!au) ►

Sirius wants to be a rockstar and tries too hard to be one, even if that includes being a jerk.

Fortune cookies ☼

Turns out someone messes with your fortune a bit, which conveniently includes Sirius

In the middle of the war ►

The wizarding war is taking too many people and you can't bear the thought that it might take your Sirius too

In the middle of the war part 2 ►

When Sirius finally wakes up, you talk about certain things that you may have inadvertently let slip when he was unconscious

Bad jokes, good kisses ☼

You need to study for your exams, but Sirius tries hard to distract you so you can rest

Hell and heaven (good omens!au) ☼

An angel and a devil cannot be friends under any circumstances… much less fall in love

Hell and heaven part 2 (good omens!au) ►

You have to make a difficult and horrible decision regarding your friendship with a demon. Can you do it?

Socks ☼

Sirius is all black clothes, except for one thing

She's not afraid ►

You are a bit afraid of commitment, so you always take a step back every time Sirius takes a step forward

Birthday (Slytherin!reader) ►

There are some problems between the Gryffindors and the Slytherins. Sirius must choose between maintaining his prejudices and you

Birthday part 2 (Slytherin!reader) ►

You celebrate your birthday with a party that dear Regulus organized for you. Sirius wants to fix things

Always you ►☼

Sirius and you are looking for in other people what you have always had in you

18th June [letter to Sirius Black] ►

After a year of losing it, you write a letter to your lost love

Camp ☼

The marauders and company go camping. Sirius and you are fighting 24 hours a day and that trip was no exception, until you have to face something in the forest that you did not expect at all

Friday, I'm in love ►☼

Sirius lost Remus and he is devastated. Until he meets his new neighbor and things start to get a little better

Confessions ☼

You are a Death Eater who fights with Sirius. Until he says something, you don't know if it's just to distract you or because he really means it

Signs ☼

No way are you going to date a scorpio

Makeup (plus size!reader) ☼

You feel insecure about your makeup when you go out with your new neighbor Sirius, but he helps you with it

Tiktok star ☼

Sirius opens a Tiktok account. There's not much to explain

Home ☼

Just a sweet scene of you coming home from work to share a bed with Sirius

Reunion ►

Sirius and you stopped being something a long time ago. That doesn't stop him from calling you when he ends up at the police station. And that doesn't stop you from going for him either

Halloween 🎃

Sirius dresses up as Harry Styles for a costume party and hates everyone for not knowing who he is

Problems (good omens!au)

You are a demon and unwittingly you hear a very particular opinion of Sirius about yours

Only for the brave

Imagine Sirius embarrassed of his laugh

Do you want wine instead? gin makes you a little bitchy

Jealousy

Wedding

November third (headcanon)

I would not do that to you

Valentine headcanons

Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference + Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer

[stonedregulus]

Unexpected Visitors (Part 1)

tw: some possible gender dysphoric language

Regulus stared out the window over the sink watching the snow fall as he downed his fourth cup of coffee. There were seven days until Christmas. There was so much to do. The kids were on break from school and constantly making messes in the house. He hadn’t finished decorating although he was sorely tempted to say fuck it because at this point it would only be up for a week before he was ripping it down again. He still didn’t have any presents purchased, there were no cookies baked for the cookie exchange his extremely sweet mother-in-law had invited him to attend the next day. The only reason the outdoor lights were hung was because his husband had been way too excited and left the Thanksgiving dinner table before pie to climb onto the roof.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like Christmas, it was just that it was so fucking exhausting.

“I’m bored,” Harry complained as he opened the refrigerator.

“We just had breakfast, Harry.”

“Yeah? I’m still hungry.”

Regulus sighed, joining his son to look into the fridge that was very nearly bare.

“We have no foooooood,” Harry said dramatically, slamming the door closed.

“Well, you could help me make a list of everything we need to buy and then go shopping with me.”

“What? Why?”

“You just said you were bored,” Regulus raised an eyebrow at Harry skeptically.

“Not that bored, Papa.”

“Too bad, you’ve been drafted to help me. Grab the cookbook please.”

“This is homophobic,” Harry grumbled under his breath, pulling the massive, overflowing three-ring binder out of the cabinet above the microwave.

“Yes, I am,” Regulus said sarcastically, grabbing a stack of post-it notes and a pen out of the junk drawer that he desperately needed to organize. “Okay so we have four dinners to attend and we have to bring a side dish for each of them. You pick what you want us to bring while I make our normal grocery list. Then we’ll add the ingredients you need to my list, sound good?”

“You’re letting me pick?” Harry asked, looking at Regulus with wide silver eyes.

“Of course! You’re going to help me cook it, you can choose what we make.”

“What if… What if I don’t pick good things?”

“Harry, you are seventeen and about to graduate from high school. I think you can pick the side dishes you think are the best,” Regulus chuckled, jotting down eggs and milk onto his list.

“Good morning, what are you two up to?” James asked, padding barefoot into the kitchen. He pressed a slow, deep kiss to Regulus’ lips before grabbing a coffee mug off the rack and setting it under the Nespresso machine.

“Our son is picking out what side dishes to bring over the week.”

“There are too many choices. This book is overwhelming.”

“Just think about what your four favorite side dishes are to eat and then find the recipes for them,” James said, smiling across the island at him reassuringly.

“Oh. That’s a good idea. Thanks, dad.”

“Where are our other children?” James asked, running his hand through Regulus’ curls. He leaned into James’ palm humming slightly.

“They’re all asleep still, Harry is the only one who wanted breakfast apparently.”

“I’m still hungry,” the teenager grumbled, pulling a recipe out of the organized binder carefully. The doorbell chimed and Regulus looked at James in confusion.

“Who is at our door at seven-thirty in the morning?”

“Maybe it’s Mrs. Figg. I had to go over and help her with a blown fuse yesterday,” James said quietly, attempting to slide around Regulus.

“I got it, you enjoy your coffee,” Regulus smiled, poking James in the cheek before heading out of the kitchen into the hallway. He was still in his pajamas and he wasn’t wearing his binder but the shirt was loose enough he wasn’t too worried about Mrs. Figg, she’d seen him in swim trunks and trans tape so it wasn’t like she didn’t know. He unlocked the door quickly, pulling it open as he smiled before jumping back in shock wrapping his arms around himself self consciously.

“Maman? What… What are you doing here?”

“Well that’s not how you should greet your mother, is it Regulus?” Walburga asked, pushing her sunglasses up onto the top of her head as she stepped into the house followed by Orion who pressed his lips into a line as he pulled two large suitcases into the entryway.

“I don’t… I don’t understand,” Regulus said, jogging in his bare feet to keep up with his mother as she walked into the kitchen. James’ eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when he saw her before spluttering his coffee back into his mug.

“Mémé!” Harry yelled loudly, dropping the recipes he was holding to run over to her.

“Oh, my beautiful, Harry! Look at you!” She squeezed him tightly.

“I didn’t know you were coming! Hold on, I'll go get the others!” He took off running up the stairs.

“I… Uh, hello Walburga. Orion. I didn’t know we were expecting you,” James said, a mixture of confusion and anger playing across his face.

“Well, it is Christmas,” Walburga said, waving her hand around as if that explained her presence.

“We weren’t going to see you this Christmas, Maman. Remember? We saw you last Christmas.”

“Yes well I just think this every other Christmas thing has gotten a bit silly so since you couldn’t be bothered to fly-“

“Couldn’t be bothered? Maman! We’ve had this arrangement since James and I got married!”

“-up to Canada this year, I decided we would come to you,” she finished her sentence loudly as if he hadn’t spoken at all.

“We… We have plans all week Maman.”

“You have a guest bedroom! We will stay here, we can attend your events with you.”

“N-no,” Regulus shook his head as James moved behind him, placing a hand on either shoulder. “They’re all friend parties and things for the kids, I can’t just bring my parents along with no warning.”

“Of course you can! It’s Christmas! The more the merrier, as they say!”

“Maman-”

“Regulus, what is going on with your house?” Walburga asked, turning away from him as she scanned the first floor.

“What do you mean?” He asked, although he had a sinking suspicion what she was about to say to him.

“It’s dreadful in here! Where is your Christmas spirit?”

“We have a tree!” Regulus said indignantly.

“That tiny boring thing over there?” She asked, pointing at the tree like it had offended her just by being in her presence.

“Maybe I should take the bags to the guest room,” Orion excused himself. He was good at that - fleeing before Walburga and one of her children began shouting at each other.

“James, why don’t you go help Harry get the others up,” Regulus muttered under his breath.

“I can stay-”

“I need to speak to my mother alone.” James squeezed his shoulders tightly and kissed the crown of his head before disappearing up the stairs after Orion.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Language, Regulus!”

“You just show up! With no warning? Who does that?”

“Your home should always be open to family, Regulus. You were raised to be more hospitable than this.”

Regulus rolled his eyes, tightening his grip on his arms, “Fine. Whatever.”

“Why haven’t you decorated for Christmas?”

“I have. We don’t need to go crazy the kids-”

“You’re just dicking around.”

Regulus’ mouth dropped open, staring at her in disbelief, “I- What?”

“You’re dicking around,” Walburga said again, gesturing at the house.

“I am not dicking around! I’ve been really busy with work.”

“Dicking around.”

“I’m not dicking around, Maman! The kids are old enough that we don’t need to-”

“Regulus! You are a parent! No matter how old your children get, you are still a parent and one of your jobs is to make Christmas magical!”

“I just wanted to enjoy Christmas this year and not worry about all the,” he flapped his arms around wildly, “stuff!”

“Parents don’t enjoy, they give joy, Regulus! That’s what being a parent is all about!”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Regulus muttered under his breath.

“Really, son, it is almost eight! Why are you still in your pajamas? We have a lot to do!”

“What?”

“Go get dressed!” She snapped at him, pushing him toward the stairs as his children crashed down it with a chorus of “Mémé!” He watched as the four of them enveloped her in a group hug, all black curls and tan skin before he stomped up the stairs.

Merry fucking Christmas.

[peakyblcnders]

𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍’𝐒 || 𝐑.𝐁

Pairing: Regulus Black x Reader

Warning: Fluff

Summary: Just some headcanon’s of Reg

A/N: Redid my account, again. I will remake the James Potter fluff headcanon’s eventually. For now I’m focused on the love of my life, Regulus Arcturus Black. I also have some more plans for him including Dad Headcanon’s cause we missed out on Reg being a dad and I’ll be forever pissed.

Regulus would play any song on the piano that you asked for. If he didn’t know it, he’d learn it.

Regulus would learn to braid your hair for you, and in return, some days he allow you to touch his hair.

Regulus wouldn’t become a death eater if you asked, if he already was one, he’d run away with you.

Regulus wouldn’t care about his family’s opinions on you. Especially if you were muggle-born, half-blood or even just a muggle. If he loved you, he loved so fiercely not even his parents could break it.

Regulus would easily become friends with your friends. Quite a charmer this one is.

Regulus would plan some of the best dates. Picnics under the stars, dates to France and even walking the forbidden forest after dark.

Regulus would be super overprotective of you. If someone dare said one bad thing about you, that person would be gone within a minute.

Regulus would buy you whatever you wanted. Even if you didn’t necessarily needed it, or ask for it. If he saw you staring at something, it was yours the next minute.

Regulus isn’t big on public affection but behind close doors, you are his Queen. Back massages, cuddles, reading to you and making you whatever food or drink you’d like.

Regulus would be a great chef. I mean, this man is great at everything. But his food was quite literally to die for. He’d often ask as a joke if you would choose his food over him. You’d say you would and he didn’t quite realise you weren’t joking. His food was that great.

Regulus loves when you reassure him of your love. Even if you think he’s asleep, it means the world to him.

Regulus, at first, wouldn’t be big into saying “I love you” but after you say it, he’ll begin to say it back. You’d definitely say it first but he may say it when your asleep.

Regulus would be totally soft for you. The only person who could make him laugh, cry, smile, fall off a chair, whatever it is, only you can make him do it.

Regulus would jump in front of a train for you. He’d do anything to protect you. Your safety is his top priority.

Regulus finds your happiness is the most important thing in the world. He’d buy you a whole damn cart of kittens if you asked. There’s not a thing he wouldn’t get for you or do for you if it made you happy.

Regulus would ask you to cut his hair because he’d only ever trust you.

Regulus would take your name if you two got married. Because he wants to end the Black name just as much as Sirius. If you have children, they’d take your name.

Regulus would definitely buy you a holiday house somewhere like Paris or Orleans. Somewhere in France where you two could spend days doing nothing.

Regulus would definitely build your dream house for you after graduation. He wouldn’t even offer to live in it. He’d build it for you and if you asked, he’d move in.

Regulus would be so happy when you two graduate. He’d kiss you all over and smile proudly. This man would be super encouraging for everything. Graduation, your first job, getting a house. Whatever it was, he’s your biggest fan.

Regulus would definitely cry to you in the night about all his problems and how much stress he’s under by his parents. You would bake him warm chocolate-chip cookies and give him tea, coffee or hot cocoa. He’d love you a million for it.

Regulus would comfort you from nightmares and you’d do the same for him. You two would definitely make a deal to be completely honest with each other. No matter what.

Regulus would sneak you into his house whenever his parents were asleep or into the dormitories, so you two could cuddle and kiss. He’d also sneak over to you.

Regulus would spend hours reading with you. Studying, sleeping, playing the piano and even pranking people.

Regulus would sneak into different classes to spend more time with you. He’d skip school if you asked.

Regulus absolutely loves holidays such as Halloween or Christmas. You’d have so much fun decorating and making cookies together. Matching Halloween costumes, and you’d always win the competitions for them.

Regulus would love sleeping on your chest so he could hear your heartbeat and remind himself you’re alive. You’re here. You’re real.

Regulus would spend hours talking about stars and astronomy. You’d patiently listen because it was rare to see him so excited over something.

Regulus would call you all sorts of nicknames. Darling, love, sweetheart, princess, bubs. You would call him things like babe, baby, reg, reggie, my starboy and have cute joking names like heir of slytherin, prince of darkness, his royal highness.

Regulus would only dance with you.