How about instead of hating on Regulus and Regulus fans, you:
A) fuck off and get a life, learn to enjoy something rather than hating others for it
B) take a minute to think about how cool it is that a fandom took like 2 facts and turned it into an entire character
C) not only did B, but gave him depth and made him more interesting than anything JK could ever make
D) get better taste
Sister - @black-brothers-microfic - wc: 526 - Starchaser + Sirius
TW: Walburga's A+ Parenting, TW: Misgendering
James had spent summers at the Potter house, in the raucous warmth of his parents’ love, in a place where laughter carried through the walls and arguments ended in ruffled hair and biscuits shoved into hands. This summer, though, he was spending it at the Black household.
It was Sirius’ idea, because of course it was. Sirius had announced it over breakfast, a reckless glint in his eye, as if daring his mother to object. She had only hummed, seemingly uninterested, which made Sirius all the more suspicious. But when James arrived, he understood why she had allowed it.
She wanted an audience.
“Your sister has no manners, as always,” Walburga commented idly from her place at the head of the dining table, watching as Regulus—her son, her son—sat across from James, stabbing at his food with a fork gripped too tightly.
James felt his stomach turn. His gaze flicked to Sirius, who was gripping his knife as if debating throwing it across the table. Regulus didn’t even flinch. He was used to it, James realized, which made the whole thing worse.
“Regulus,” James said loudly, pointedly, as if to correct Walburga without outright challenging her. “Do you want to come flying with me later?”
Regulus lifted his gaze, something like appreciation flickering in his eyes before it was snuffed out by exhaustion. “Maybe,” he murmured, voice clipped, but James knew him well enough by now to recognize that it wasn’t directed at him.
Walburga didn’t even acknowledge the interaction. She continued as though James hadn’t spoken, turning instead to Sirius. “And you allow her to behave this way, indulging these childish delusions.”
James felt his grip tighten around his fork, but Sirius was faster, standing so abruptly his chair scraped against the floor with a violent screech. “He,” Sirius snarled, leaning over the table, eyes flashing dangerously. “You will address him properly, or you won’t address him at all.”
Regulus, still seated, closed his eyes briefly. He looked so tired. James wanted to reach for his hand, but he knew better than to make it worse by drawing more attention to him.
Walburga merely scoffed, dabbing at her lips with a napkin as if bored. “You always were so dramatic,” she mused. “No wonder you embarrass me.”
James stood then, matching Sirius’ stance, and while he didn’t glare like Sirius did, his voice was firm when he said, “Regulus is brilliant. If anyone should be embarrassed, Mrs. Black, it’s you.”
The air grew tense. For a moment, James swore Walburga would strike him down on the spot, but instead, she exhaled, as if disappointed, before rising from her seat.
“I expected nothing less from a Potter,” she murmured before sweeping out of the room. The silence she left behind felt suffocating.
Sirius collapsed back into his chair with a long sigh, dragging his hands down his face. “Well, that was fun.”
Regulus exhaled sharply, not quite a laugh but something close. When he finally met James’ gaze again, there was a quiet sort of gratitude in his eyes, even as he muttered, “You didn’t have to do that.”
James shrugged. “Yeah, I did.”
hc that Minerva McGonagall was a menace in her days at Hogwarts.
Specifically that a young Minerva McGonagall holds the Hogwarts record for most house points ever lost in one day.
She lives in fear that one day the Marauders will find out about it and wreck the school trying to break her record
codependent moonwater
regulus who has such bad separation anxiety that he just follows remus around like a lost puppy.
regulus clenching his hand around the back of remus’ sweater whenever he gets too far away from him
regulus who climbs into remus’ lap in broad daylight because he needs to be under his skin but this is as good as it’s gonna get
regulus who just has to look at remus with that pout of his and remus is already caving in.
remus who’s so close to the full moon that his possessive nature can’t help but preen at the sight of regulus looking to him for direction and purpose.
remus’ mind just chanting ‘mine mine mine’ whenever regulus makes eye contact with him
remus who has to scent and/or mark up regulus the week before the moon
remus who has regulus wear his jumpers when they hang out so that every scent that’s not his is suffocated by his own.
similarly, remus who flips between possessive and dominant to insecure loser bf who’s so clingy to regulus.
i’m talking, hand holding, waist gripping, arm tugging, anywhere.
like this man is never letting reg out of his sight bc, why would he wanna leave me?? does he not want me??
and regulus who’s never been wanted by anyone in his life, eats. this. shit. up.
i just remembered the og @n@ diet and no hate but i honestly think there haven’t been any diets made since that are as well thought out and balanced and (seemingly) effective as this one
since i’ve actually been going crazy and eating whatever i want i’m going to do it and i think it been like 6 weeks+ long is really good so you won’t be tempted to say ‘oh it’s ok I can just re-start next week’ when you’re in the middle cause you’ve already done like a month’s worth?
anyways here’s a photo of the @n@ boot camp diet and hopefully it’ll finally kick me into shape
me when i actually go through my inbox and follow people back:
”why is everything political”
because you made everything political. my body, my identity, and my right to love should not be the villainized target of millions of dollars of political propaganda
*Dorcas introducing Marlene to the Skittles for the first time*
Dorcas: “This is Regulus. Yes, he does bite. Do not mention James or Sirius around him.”
Dorcas: “This is Evan-and-Barty. Do Not separate them unless you are prepared to face the consequences.”
Dorcas: “And this is Pandora. She can see the future sometimes and has predicted horrible deaths for all of us, but we don’t like to worry about that.”
Dorcas: “What do you think, babe?” :3
Marlene: “… I think I’ve just unknowingly started dating a cult member”
we love a devoted husband 🙏🏻♥️
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