Sirius, Talking To Regulus: Listen, I Know Your Spirit Animal Is A Catipillar That’s Been Stepped On,

Star “if the only way to love you is to let us die” chaser

Sirius: *waking up* Wait so guys I just had the strangest dream

Remus: nope, I’m not listening to this

Peter: *already gone*

Regulus: Not this early

James: I’m listening babe 😍

Sirius: *idk, telling the strangest dream you will ever hear*

Regulus to Remus: are you sure they’re not dating

Remus: they better not be, since I’m shagging one of them and you’re shagging the other

Silence

Sirius: james…

James: *literally running for his life*

Regulus to Remus again: oh delightful

Regulus POV

As he turned the corner, Regulus saw James standing there, in the moonlight, staring up at the stars. He looked so peaceful. Slowly, he turned to leave, but the other boy called out, “stay.” And so he did. He would do anything for James, no matter what, which was why he was here in the first place.

To say goodbye.

“James,” regulus said, his voice coming across normal, even though he felt like a raging storm inside, messy and strange, but empty. “Regulus,” James replied, turning to face him, “I haven’t seen you in ages.” Regulus realised that this was a bad idea, he couldn’t do it, but he was here, so he spoke, “I know. I just wanted to say goodbye.” James went to speak, opening that beautiful goddamn mouth of his, but regulus kept talking, “I wanted to say that you were the only thing that brought me true happiness, that you were the reason I believed in love, and that I still love you. So much James, so much.” He could feel tears forming, but he fought to keep them from falling. “Reggie, whatever you’re going to do, don’t.” Said James, taking a step towards regulus, his face broken into a million pieces. Oh, he could always tell when something was wrong, when stuff just wasn’t right, hopefully he can find someone who appreciates that just as much as regulus does. “I can’t James,” he said, trying not to just give in and run towards him, “I have to.” And then, he apparated away

James’ POV

Suddenly, regulus was gone, leaving James standing out there, in the cold, confused, sad and broken. It hurt to see him, his darling regulus, after all those months, but he still shone just as brightly to James. Something was wrong though, that much he could tell, and he knew he had to check on him. So James went back inside the flat he shared with Sirius and found the one thing he kept of regulus’, the one object that was so familiar to both of them, that they would know it even after death, a golden snitch. He grabbed it and whispered a spell, and it started tugging him in a direction.

James ended up at the entrance of a cave, the treacherous waters crashing against the rocks, this had to be the wrong place, but the snitch kept tugging, only this time stronger, so he followed it. It got to a point where he had to conjure a boat, and sail through the water, towards an island, where he could see a silhouette of a person being dragged down by cold, mutilated hands, and he jumped out, running towards the other boy. “REGULUS,” he shouted, “REGGIE.” He got to the body, and dragged it out of the grip of the creatures, but it was limp and cold, his lips blue and his face deathly pale.

As James cradled the body of the boy he loved, he sobbed, and screamed, the sounds tearing themselves out of his throat. Why had he done this? Why had his beautiful, darling, lovely regulus done this? Later, much later, he would find out, and his already broken heart would break even more, but he didn’t know that at that moment, so he kept screaming, and sobbing, and holding his one true love.

Ive come on here for one reason. And that is to say that Sirius was definitely, 100% an astrology girlie. Thank you and goodnight

Omfg this is giving me life and meaning skdbdldheodbdkdbe

regulus is an artist and james is a menace

Ok I’m so glad someone said it, that’s literally the dream

Oh how i wish to be a little goblin boy who collects trinkets and lives in the forest with all his little woodland creature friends. I’m begging for that. I need that. It would make my heart so happy 🫶

Ok, is anyone else as confused as I am about the jegulus fanfiction strike. Because I have absolutely no idea what’s going on.

I JUST FINISHED CHAIN OF THORNS AND OMFG GUYS I CANT.

anyways here’s the merry thieves as marauders (or the other way round idk)

Thomas -> James

Matthew -> Sirius

James -> Remus

Christopher -> Peter

And as an added bonus, the love of my life, Alastair would be the other love of my life, Regulus.

(I REALLY wanted James herondale to be James potter for the lolz but they’re just don’t give off similar vibes in my humble opinion)

regulus was terrified of being a bad dad to harry.

t e r r i f i e d.

he worried, and he paced, and half the time he panicked if he was left alone with harry for even two minutes for james to go to the kitchen and bring back a bottle.

james was phenomenal with him, a natural. james was born to be a father. lily was an amazing doting mother, it all seemed to come so natural to her. mary always made harry squeal with excitement the second she walked into a room. but regulus felt as if he could never be a good father. he never had a good example, so how could he be?

so when harry potter was eleven months old, and took his first steps towards regulus, who at the time was not even paying attention to him. and james and lily screamed in excitement, scaring harry and causing him to not only just walk to regulus, but run to him.

well, regulus figured he must of not been doing to awful of a job.

and as he held a now crying harry who couldn’t understand why everyone was screaming and being so loud, and clung to his papa with tear stained cheeks and soft coos. regulus decided it didn’t matter how terrified he was of being a father, because he already was one, and harry seemed to think he was doing a pretty good job.

The truest thing I’ve ever read

Baz has a slutty man waist and Simon has daddy broad shoulders, pass it on