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house: i heard they're shipping us.

wilson: ... to where?

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first year regulus: did we marry him?

seventh year regulus: who?

first year regulus: the only boy who ever mattered.

seventh year james: i’m working on getting a ring, little buddy. just hold on. you’ll be a potter in no time.

seventh year regulus: *totally not crying*

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*Playing truth or dare*

Sirius: Do you guys dare me to kiss Moony?

Regulus: No

Sirius: *Shaking his head and chuckling* I can't believe you guys are making me do this.

James: Sirius...

Peter: We are not.

Sirius: *Walking over to Remus* This is so wild you guys are so fucked up for making me do this.

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what so... sam and dean...

just started thinking about modern black brothers with a wider age gap, maybe ten years in between.

sirius being thrust with raising regulus, helping him with everything and trying to lure him away from their parents beliefs, doing his best to make him kind and good. but he, himself, doesn't know how to do that, he's still a child, but he tries and tries.

regulus seeing him more like a parent figure than anyone else. knowing that being under his mother's fist and father's indifference is regular, just like being with sirius is safe, and warm, and nice.

it's not always good, they are different in so many ways, and in making regulus like himself, sirius sees that he's putting a target on his little brother's back. he doesn't know how to fix it and it pains him, but he can't let his brother become like his parents. it's torture.

then sirius has to go away for college, and it's hell for both of them.

sirius misses so many birthdays and special occasions, and regulus is nothing but a kid still, so his parents can still get their claws on him. sirius has to watch how his little brother, that he has raised, is pitied against him, and in trying to search for comfort in that horrible house, is turning into what his parents want to.

and regulus is just doing what he can, every birthday wish goes to begging for sirius to come home and take him away, every punishment leaves him missing the warmth his big brother used to provide.

it's still not enough, regulus just searches and searches for the same sense of comfort in the dark walls of grimauld place, and finds a cheap copy of it when his mother praises him whenever he does anything she approves. it's not the same, but it's better than nothing so he keeps doing it and doing it until he loses everything his brother taught him, and therefore, loses himself.

and sirius has to watch it firsthand, how the little baby he used to feed, bath, teach and take to sleep, is no longer his.

so he runs away, because seeing it just hurts too much.

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the 17th century was called ‘the golden age of piracy’ and now that i’m reading about it it’s really not surprising that piracy appealed to so many people

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imagine youre just living your life doing your job as an autistic person and your new podcaster roommate starts following you around while you work and recording you and then he makes a whole podcast about you and you listen to it and hes called you the most bizzare person HE has ever met

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gestures that gets me on my knees.

(feel free to use<3 the kisses ones are.. im- i-... yall better tag when u write these or else check under ur bed before sleep! :) )

lingering with your lips open, touching, but not kissing, and this one glance at their eyes and you say fuck it and pull at their collar to kiss them

heavily breathing after a kiss (damn ittitit)

gulping when they get a little too close

and not knowing how to talk or exist after they finish kissing you like they've been needing that kiss for a lifetime!!!

loosing your mind when they tilt your chin to look you in the eye

pulling them by their belt to kiss them>>

lazy kisses in the morning, that starts with a grunt as they pull you closer to them as you try to get up and lazily placing kisses all over face and ends with a hoarse whisper from them asking you to stay. fucjfuck

their mouth at your ear, whispering!!!

"give me a chance. to prove what i can make you feel." (ohmykgodks)

when they kiss you, hard, gripping, shaking breaths, fists in each other's clothes, against a wall, but they stop. and smirk, "you want that, love? i want cuddles though." and their grin is too wide, stupid and cocky and beautiful.

you're holding on by a thread and they sort of grin against your lips, mumbling, "just lose control, love."

that glance at your body with their eyes subtly widening, almost gulping as they take in your attire. fuck.

the lips are hot, soft, settling, nibbling and gasping, pulling onto each other for more and when you stop, they have their eyes closed, heavily exhaling, hair ruffled, and they look like the prettiest mess ever.

holding your hands above your head as they kiss you

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i got that dog in me, and that dog in question is padfoot

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fuck all romance except from what harry potter's dead dad, and harry potter's dead godfather's dead emo brother have got going on.

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head - jegulus (platonic prongsfoot) - September 13th - @stag-microfic - word count: 120 - NSFW and suggestive but not explicit

"Word association, ready?" Sirius asks, giving up on his homework and leaning back in his armchair.

Grinning, James nods. This is a frequent game they play to avoid responsibilities.

"Food," Sirius says quickly.

"Feast. Erm...Quidditch."

"Balls," Sirius replies, chuckling. "Broom"

"Closet," James smirks. "Er....chair."

"Pillow," Sirius shrugs. "Head," he grins suggestively.

James says his next answer before his brain can catch up. "Regulus."

Sirius blinks and tilts his head. "Why?"

But James is too busy stammering and turning red to come up with a reasonable excuse.

"James," Sirius says, a disgusted look flickering on his face. "Why does my brother's name come into your brain when I say the word 'head?'"

"Coincidence?" he asks helplessly. But it's far too late.

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write - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 120 - NSFW

Regulus stomped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, face screwed up into a grimace. "You'd think I could at least enjoy a fucking shower without being reminded about you two and your depravity," he hissed while rolling his eyes.

Barty looked up and tilted his head in confusion. "What?"

"Oh, as if you weren't the one to write 'Evan and Barty fucked here' on the shower wall!" Regulus scoffed.

Barty, however, broke into a grin. "No," he said truthfully. "I wasn't."

A small chuckle sounded from the bed next to his. "I had to make sure everyone knew," Evan said matter-of-factly, smirking a bit.

Regulus just rolled his eyes as Barty went over and kissed him soundly.

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someone left a thoughtful comment on my ao3 fic. idk how to let them know that we’re getting married next may.

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oh THIS is a yummy scrummy concept

wand - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 157

"Monty, dear!" Effie called down the hall to her husband. "You've grabbed my wand by accident again!"

James, who was sitting at the table nearby, chuckled to himself. "Third time this week," he laughed.

Sirius smiled from his spot next to him. "It's cute! I wonder how they don't notice quickly, though." Whenever he'd had to use James's wand in the past, he'd always felt a difference. Like his magic wasn't quite as strong. When he'd stolen his father's wand without permission once, the damn thing had near-exploded. The only person's wand he'd ever really been able to get to work just as well for him was--

"Oh, it's common with people who are in love," James explained. "The wands recognize that kind of deep connection, I think."

Sirius stared. "But..I can get Remus's wand to work well for me, and we're not in love!"

But James only laughed, shaking his head. "Keep telling yourself that, Pads."

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i got my eyebrow pierced! 11th piercing!

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james, at some point, probably

Sigh.

The insane amout of love I have for that half french twink, Regulus Arcturus Black.

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this image can only be shared on Thursday, Sept. 12

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I love wolfstar but not in the way, remus is drop dead gorgeous and sirius follows him like a puppy but rather like Remus is just some dude. That's all he is, just some average looking dude, the kind if he asks you out, you'll probably say yes because he has a great personality, not because he is conventionally good looking. He is not, at least to the rest of the world.

To sirius though, he is the most beautiful, heart hurting, clutching your chest at 3 am, kind of pretty. From his perspective, he thinks people are talking to his moony to ask him out, but they're not. No one is hitting on Remus, they are all trying to ask Sirius out, but Sirius can't believe that, to him Remus is far, far more good looking than he is.