Am I A Person? Or Am I A Bunch Of Things My Comfort Character Does?

Remus "You were never mine, but I was always yours" Lupin

and Sirius "You were my mine?" Black

It's really not that hard to understand, I'm a harry potter fan not in a "I'm in love with draco and I love jk for creating this universe" way but in a gay marauders fanfic masterpiece good old fashioned lover boy dorlene happy sadness flowerpot regulus headcanon human golden retriever wolfstar happy ending everyone lives 70s way

I don't know why people don't get it

how i imagine the harry potter characters while reading the books; part 2 :) marauders/young adults edition!

1. James Potter

2. Lily Evans

3. (young) Sirius Black

4. (young) Remus Lupin

5. (young) Peter Pettigrew

6. (young) Arthur Weasley

7. (young) Molly Weasley

8. (young) Severus Snape

Regulus: Is Potter…reading?

Barty: (shrugs)

*James scribbles in the margin of the book, grinning to himself.*

Regulus: Did he just…annotate?

Pandora: (grabs wrist) Regulus, leave it.

Regulus: Is it hot in here all of a sudden? (fans face)

Evan: Bit much, mate.

Regulus: (hyperventilating) What did he write? I need to know!

James’s notations: Imagine if hamsters had wings! Dumpling supremacy. Such a wanker! Shag already.

Sirius: You're pathetic Regulus: No you are Sirius: You like my best friend?! Regulus: And you like yours!

this was inspired by a @/avesinhogwarts tik tok she’s made like AGES ago

tbf, the real rizz lord is remus, followed by marlene and peter

in the end the “few days” turned out to be barely 24 hrs lol

Remus used to call Regulus “Baby Black” at first but eventually the nickname turned into just “Baby”

Regulus usually wouldn’t like it but it drives James and Sirius mad

idk, i just wanted to draw good ol’ Regulus Black playing the violin. 

Regulus: *taking James glasses and puts them on*

Regulus: how do i look?

James: *blinking profusely* fucking blurry at this moment.

“I smell grass, broom polish…” Regulus leaned closer to the cauldron, smiling subconsciously as the comforting scents overtook his senses. “-a log fire, and… flowers?”

“Now I could be wrong, Reggie,” Pandora smiled innocently as she leaned closer to him. “But that sounds like it could be a certain Gryffindor we both know.”

Regulus groaned, feigning annoyance as he tried to hide a growing blush behind his hands. “Oh be quiet, Dora! We probably just brewed it wrong.”

“Hmm… what’s more likely? The two top students of our class brewing a simple amortentia potion wrong, or you being madly in love with James Pot-“

“Shut up!”