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When I opened tumblr this morning:
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Sometimes when I do my makeup I think about not doing eyeliner but then I feel like I betraying Sirius Black the Patron Saint of Eyeliner.
People around me do NOT understand that I want my eyeliner to be considered as a personality trait
demisexual sirius black i love you and thank you for your service
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
quiz - jegulus - jegulus raising harry - discord server microprompts - cw: Walburga and Orion's abusive parenting - word count: 507
When he found the piece of paper in Harry’s bookbag, Regulus’s entire body went cold. Heart hammering, vision flashing, adrenaline shooting through his veins, Regulus stared down at the markings on the page and tried his best to calm his shaking hands, but all he could do was stand there, frozen.
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Harry had failed a quiz, some spelling test or something similar, and though Regulus knew he was a good student overall, he also couldn’t stop his own memories from flooding back to him.
“Idiot child!” his father had raged too many times, every time he’d brought back anything less than a ninety percent. “How you manage to disappoint us over and over, I don’t know.”
“Go to your room to revise, and we’ll think about giving you dinner,” his mother would spit, face twisted in disgust.
That, of course, was if he was lucky. If he wasn’t?
Well, bruises healed, he supposed.
But as he heard James approach behind him, he didn’t think. Rather, he just acted, swallowing a small scream and turning, stuffing the paper behind his back, knuckles white with a terrified grip. He pictured Harry’s skin, bruised. Harry’s stomach, empty. Harry’s eyes, full of tears.
No, he wouldn’t let that happen.
“Reg?” James asked softly, but his voice sounded like he was speaking from the bottom of a pool. “Baby?”
He just stood there facing his boyfriend, staring at the ground, eyes narrowed, muscles tense. No, no, no, no, no.
“Regulus, what’ve you got, there? What’s wrong? Love, you’re scaring me, please talk.” James’s voice was soft. Gentle. Safe. But still, Regulus couldn’t stop trembling. He knew it was James’s decision, Harry was James’s child, but… “Just don’t hurt him,” he murmured tearfully, revealing the crumpled-up paper from behind his back and handing it to the other man, still refusing eye contact.
It took James a few moments to speak, and during that time, Regulus fought against even more demons in his head. Memories he’d long stuffed away and tried to forget, injuries he’d sworn had healed. But when the taller man finally spoke, he still flinched, prepared for the worst.
“Ah, I always knew he was a shit speller.”
Regulus finally gazed up at him, shocked into eye contact. “Wh–what?”
James stayed where he was, a meter or so away, but he opened his arms and gave Regulus a tentative smile. “Come here, love.”
Slowly, with watery eyes and jittery legs, Regulus shuffled forward.
“Baby, you’re safe. Harry’s safe. I promise, what your parents did…that’s not what happens here, okay? I would never, ever do that, I swear.”
And then, memories of James fought to the forefront of Regulus’s mind, defeating the darkness of his upbringing. He broke into sobs. “I…fuck, I know, I’m sorry, I just…”
“Shhh,” James mumbled into his hair, pressing a kiss there. “Nothing to be sorry about. You were worried about Haz, and that’s all I can ask. I love you, darling, promise.”
He nodded, words failing him, just melting into the safety of James’s arms.
Help I was reading a very good jegulus fic and accidentaly deleted it from my history and now I can't find it anymore I'm gonna cry
Guys it's 1-800-273-TALK by katekatreads on ao3 go read it !!!
Thanks @arisgayhairdye for finding it for me, I would have gone mad otherwise
James 'Use me. Have me, then discard me. Hurt me. I don't care, Regulus. You can do anything to me, and I'll thank you for it every time.' Potter
I just realised that this gives the exact same vibes as 'Come home. Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart if you must, just come home'
sirius never wore his glasses except in the dorm studying and remus lost his mind every time
So it's my first hearing about Sirius having glasses and I sure hope it's not the last
Ok so I had to watch this documentary on Rimbaud and Verlaine (basically a gay couple of famous french writer in the 1800's if I paid good attention to the thing) to help my brother with his homework and so they explain that they were basically fucking eachother and Rimbaud would scratch Verlaine with forks ??? Like everyone has their own kinks and I'm not judging but forks ??? Why forks ??? And why did they felt the need to mention it ???
So much questions...