Shipping Remus Or Sirius With Anyone Else But Each Other Feels Genuinely Unnatural... And Don't Say "what

"What's it like?" Regulus asked quietly, staring at the stars from their hiding spot in the garden.

"What's what like?" Sirius replied.

Regulus turned to look at him, the grass tickling his nose, "Being in love."

Sirius' eyes never moved from the stars, "Why do you ask?"

Regulus shrugged, "Just curious, I guess."

There was a long pause, Regulus assumed Sirius was trying to find the right words.

"It's sort of like falling." He explained, "It's slow at first. You don't even realise it. One day you notice the colour of their eyes is deeper than you thought. Less plain brown and more... chocolate coloured. The next time it's hearing their laugh and feeling yourself smile without meaning to, like your body wants to react, like the sound is... healing, I guess."

He paused again, finally moving to face Regulus.

Regulus nodded for him to go on.

"Eventually, all of the things you used to do as friends feel... bigger. Every touch doesn't feel so casual anymore. Everytime they say your nickname it's less of a joke and more like a secret, something sacred between the two of you."

He sighed, "Then, one day, you look up and realise how far you've fallen. And it's like there's no turning back. Everything reminds you of them. Everytime you make a joke you look to them first, to see if they're laughing. Everytime they walk in a room it's like nothing else matters." He laughed softly, the sound was nostalgic, "You find yourself looking for reasons to talk to them. Anything to be close to them, to feel their touch. Nothing is casual anymore, there's always... meaning, always something more left unsaid. It's understanding someone so deeply, and having them know you too."

Regulus smiled, "That sounds nice." He whispered.

Sirius nodded, "Yeah, it is."

"I want to have that some day." Regulus sat up, playing with a blade of grass between his fingertips.

Sirius sat up too, his own smile reassuring, "You will." He nodded, "Anyone would be lucky to have you."

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Regulus pulled away from the pensive, his eyes filled with tears.

"May I be excused, professor?" Regulus asked.

The professor nodded, continuing his lesson on finding a positive memory for conjuring a patronus.

Regulus walked out into the hallway. His hands shook as he scrubbed the tears from his face.

And, of course, a voice from behind him caught his attention,

"Reggie! Hey, I thought you had defense class this hour?"

Regulus turned, meeting the deep chocolate brown of Potter's eyes. His stomach flipped as it always did when they were together.

"I do." He sniffed.

Potter caught the look on his face and his smile dropped. At once he was standing in front of Regulus, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Hey, it's okay. It's okay, I'm here." He soothed, his hands rubbing Regulus' shoulders.

Regulus couldn't help the laugh that escaped him, because the touch sent sparks across Regulus' skin.

Potter frowned, leaning back to look at him again,

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Regulus shook his head, his smile appearing of its own accord,

"I think im in love with you." He whispered.

Potter's eyes widened, he leaned back a little further, "Do you have a concussion? You sound loopy. We should get you to the nurse."

Regulus stopped him mid-stride as Potter began to lead him down the corridor. He shook his head, tears filling his eyes again,

"I'm serious, Jamie. I'm in love with you."

Neither of them made the Sirius joke, Regulus had never once seen Potter speechless like this.

Eventually, he seemed to find his voice again,

"You're in love with me?" He repeated slowly.

Regulus nodded, "I am."

James took a while to process this. Regulus realised he probably should have waited to give the news when Potter wasn't on his way to the lavatory.

He was just about to apologise when Potter took both of his hands in his own,

"I've loved you for as long as I can remember."

The words hit Regulus harder than he could have ever imagined.

Before either of them could get out another word, Potter was pulling him into a sweeping kiss.

Regulus knew without a doubt this was the feeling Sirius had been describing all those years ago.

But he was wrong about one thing.

Regulus was the lucky one.

Barty: Oi Potter! I have a brilliant plan. James: By all means, Crouch, go ahead. Barty: So you know how Regulus is your boyfriend? James: I think I'm aware, yeah. Barty: So um, I have permission to kiss you. James: Er-what? Barty: I want to kiss you. James: Why? Barty: To fuck with Reg. James: You are NOT fucking Reg- Barty: Not like that! Salazar! *Grabs James' face and kisses him* Barty: YOU OWE ME 100 GALLEONS EVAN!! AND A TATTOO ON YOU WITH MY NAME!! James: *Staring at Reg dumfounded* Regulus and Evan: *Glaring daggers at James*

headphones at full volume aren't enough i need mitski to stab me

sorry I need to rant

I hate this. I hate it. Why does his hair go under his eye bandages. This is the one time I give the anime design points over Harukawa. What the fuck is this. Do you know how uncomfortable this would be? I can feel the scratchiness and tickling. Awful and bad. No wonder he was so miserable. It’s like he couldn’t decide between emo boy and mummy and settled on some terrible mash up of the two. Every time I try to take the design as a whole I just keep getting drawn back to the HAIR UNDER THE BANDAGE. Instant repulsion. It probably doesn’t even stay on properly. Is he just constantly adjusting it? Or is it tighter than it looks and he’s just dealing with it? Is that supposed to be some kind of intimidation display? To be able to put up with hair pressed and rubbing against your eye under a bandage? Well it doesn’t look intimidating. It just looks stupid. It’s stupid. What the hell. Why. Why. Why.

…hm. Actually, the more I write, the more I realize that this is extremely on-brand for Dazai to wear something that purposely sucks. Carry on, I guess, you funky little depressed edgelord.

where did his friends go? :(

Regulus hc (my opinions, u don't have to agree)

Regulus would not listens to Taylor Swift. like he would listen to Nirvana, the Smashing Pumkins, Korn, Slipknot, Radiohead. try and prove me wrong, argue with a wall. Sirius would be the one who listened to taylor Swift

I sense homosexuality from this individual

that's almost like calling me gay :/