I’m Eating This Russian Chocolate And It Made A Rattling Noise When I Shook It And There’s A Horse

*The Balck brothers speaking French*

James: *Literally melts on the spot and finds it extremely hot*

Remus: Shut the fuck up, I don't speak croissant.

pride flag butterflies 🌈

Could you turn off likes and follows as an edblr account you put others you follow at risk of a mass term

ofc anon! done it now, and i can’t believe i had forgotten to do so before. thanks for the reminder!

im going to yerd u all

why the fuck does english have a word for

but not for “the day after tomorrow”

???

Evan stretching out his ear piercings and once they're big enough, Barty asks if he can stick his dick through one of them. What thing for Regulus to walk in on

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.

Sirius: sooo cute

*the four on a double date, passing by a children’s toy shop*

Sirius: *arm linked with Remus’s, pointing to the window* Look, Reg, you used to have a stuffed bear just like that.

James: *to Regulus* oh my god you’re so adorable

[flashback to Regulus as a child]

5 year old Regulus: *talking to a teady bear* You have five days left to live, Mr. Bear. I think we should just pull the plug now, give you a nice, clean death.

[present time]

Regulus: yes..good times

regulus back with selective mutism who learns to be comfortably talking with sirius as a child. when he goes to hogwarts and he isn't talking to him anymore, he goes quite. over the years, he gets comfortable enough to talk to the skittles.

imagine sirius talking to regulus again, only to find that he is no longer someone he feels safe and comfortable enough with to talk to. imagine sirius when he sees james being a person he can talk to.