Hc That Everyone At Hogwarts Just Calls Barty “barty,” Because He Makes A Point To Distance Himself

yeah..

yeah.

bitches be like (im bitches)

Am not

I get a nice 7 hours

6 at this point

I only wake up at 5 am

I do not drink caffeine

I run on pure anxiety and dream

Huh, maybe I am sleep deprived

Oui

Sirius: where’d Prongs and Moony go?

“important” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 340 words

Regulus is sitting in one of his favorite spots in the castle. It’s a secluded alcove behind a tapestry on the fifth floor in a corridor that barely anyone ever uses. He loves it because he can sit and read in peace, and no one could ever find him. 

“Hey Reg.” Remus says casually as he slips behind the tapestry.

“What the fuck, Lupin!” Regulus jumps slightly “How the fuck did you find me?”

“Not important.” Remus brushes him off, “Listen, we need to talk about you and James.”

“What about me and James?” Regulus asks feigning ignorance.

“You two need to get your shit together because you’re driving us all insane.” Remus tells him.

“I don’t know what you’re—” Regulus starts.

“Reg, it’s obvious you like him. And it’s obvious he likes you—”

“He doesn’t like me.” Regulus interrupts in a weak voice as he stares down at his lap.

“Regulus,” Remus’ voice softens, and he leans down to try and make eye contact, “There is no way that boy doesn’t like you. I’m pretty sure he’s in love with you. And I know you’re probably just as scared as he is. He’s terrified to do anything and risk losing what you already are to each other. But you could be so much more. And I know you both want that, and you can have it.”

Regulus keeps looking at his lap, he feels his eyes starting to water.

“But what if…?” Regulus trails off, not even wanting to voice his fears out loud.

“He wants what you want. I promise.” Remus whispers firmly as he squeezes Regulus’ shoulder reassuringly.

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Meanwhile…   

James’ back is against the stone wall and Barty’s wand is pressed into his throat.

“I swear to Salazar, Potter, if you do not talk to him in the next 24 hours, I will hex you every hour, on the hour until you do! Get your shit together, you’re driving us all insane!” Barty growls at him then unceremoniously drops his wand and walks away without another word.

I’ve seen some spectacular snark coming from the case of the dead CEO, but the one in response to the request for the public’s help in finding the culprit “Sorry, snitchs get stitches and that might not be covered by my insurance.” Is among the best.

Regulus: *nervously* so i noticed that you're in the hospital wing once a month and... are you like me?

Remus: you're also a...

*at the same time *

Remus: a werewolf

Regulus: trans

Regulus:

Remus:

Remus: wait you're trans?!

Regulus: YOU'RE A WEREWOLF?!

25 Days of Jegumas. - @noblehouseofgay - Traditions - 362 Words

Regulus sighed, smoothing down his skirt in the mirror. He looked ridiculous. He looked like a girl. Of course he did. Stupid Black family and their stupid Christmas parties. He’d gotten by in trousers when it was just him and Sirius there, but nooo, of course he had to wear a dress at the Christmas party.

“Don’t you look wonderful.” Sirius said dryly as he walked in, and Regulus was immediately jealous of the dress robes he got to wear. Well, he was always jealous of how Sirius looked, but especially now.

“Why do you get to wear trousers…” Regulus mumbled, tugging the ugly bejeweled beret out of his hair and let his short curls fall in his face.

“Because our mother is a transphobic bitch.” He said simply. “I could trim up your hair before if you like.” Regulus shook his head. “I don’t need Mother to have another reason to yell at me.”

“Well, you look lovely anyway. Men look excellent in skirts. I’d swap with you if I could.” That made Regulus snort softly, because he knew Sirius wasn’t lying. He’d seen him stealing his friend McKinnon’s skirts on multiple occasions.

Regulus turned back to the mirror, pale and green. 

“I look like her.” He croaked out.

“You don’t. You look like my very handsome brother. And I’m sure James will agree.” Regulus spun around on his heel. “You invited James?” 

He grinned. “Thought it might help. It took a lot of convincing on Mother’s part, but nonetheless, he’s waiting for you downstairs.” Regulus didn’t need further invitation, sprinting down the stairs and right into his boyfriend’s arms.

“I missed you.” He mumbled into his shoulder.

“Missed you more.” He smiled against his hair.

“You look great.”

“Sirius told you to say that.”

“He did. But it’s still the truth. You look most beautiful in what you’re comfortable in though.”

“I’m comfortable in y–”

“Oi!” They both turned to see Sirius descending the stairs like the main character of a novel.“Do not. Not in front of me. It’s repulsive.”

Regulus giggled and buried his face back in James’ neck, and James was more than happy to let him.

pride flag butterflies 🌈

im dying i saw this on Pinterest it’s offficaly famous

WHY DO PEOPLE CALL IT FUCK, MARRY, KILL WHEN THEY COULD CALL IT BED, WED, BEHEAD

i’d commit war crimes to have a flat chest

yes remus, in front of his mother