Matt so 🐐 for this, the fact that the situation of hearing a little girl's cries was what made him finally decide to go out as Daredevil for the first time
The fact that he went crazy beating up on this criminal that so much blood is dripping from his hand, and you can see how much he's shaking from so much anger. Such a great scene showing the origin and motivation of Matt's vigilantism, this is why I will forever be behind this man no matter what
“What the fuck?” Barty roared, tossing another of his shirts onto his bed furiously. “I swear, either my laundry’s getting mixed up, or I’m cursed with some weird spell!”
“Why?” Regulus asked, not particularly caring, but knowing Barty would share anyway.
“Because it’s all too small! Look!” Barty explained desperately, putting on another shirt to show Regulus the problem.
And it was true. All of Barry’s shirts were just too small, hugging over his chest and biceps too much for school, showing off every dip and curve of his muscles. He looked rather sinful, Regulus supposed, though he much would have preferred the look on James. “I mean, you’re still growing,” he offered, shrugging. It made sense. They were, after all, teenage boys.
But Barty shook his head roughly. “I wore this shirt yesterday, Reg!”
And it was a little odd. It’s not like Barty had become super muscular overnight.
But as Barty took an outfit to the bathroom along with his towel, muttering about only having five minutes to shower, and the difficulty of expanding charms, Regulus looked over to Evan, who had been eerily quiet.
And as he locked eyes with the other boy, he caught him wiping a smirk off his face, trying to arrange his features in an innocent expression.
It was then that Regulus remembered: Evan was very good at shrinking charms.
@wolfstarbingo2024 - prompt: enemies to lovers - warnings: mildly explicit (is that a thing?) - rating: explicit (minors DNI) - words: 923 - link
Sirius Black was the most horrible, annoying, disrespectful roommate on the planet. Since Remus had started living with him three months ago at the start of University, Sirius had irked him to no end by leaving his things all over their space, staying up until ungodly hours playing videogames, bringing back more people than he could count to sleep with, and being the most attractive human on the goddamn planet.
Well- the last one might not be annoying per se. But wrapped in with the others, it was the most infuriating of all.
So when Remus stayed up until 2am writing a paper that took most of his brainpower and all of his patience, Sirius stumbling in with a tall tan man with dark hair, giggling together, was the last fucking straw.
"Sirius I don't give a single flying fuck if you want to fuck this guy in his room or on the roof," Remus said lowly, hands balled into fists, "But you will not fuck him in our room."
The man, who looked like he had stuck his finger in a light socket with the way his hair stood on end, immediately laughed. "I'd rather not fuck either of you if I have the choice, man. Regulus would be a bit pissed."
Sirius laughed as well, starting to retort, but Remus was still too mad to enjoy whatever inside jokes they were sharing. "Just get the fuck out, alright?"
And the other boy, who didn't seem to be capable of seriousness or remorse, simply bid Sirius goodnight and left, yelling loudly as he went.
But as soon as he left, Sirius turned, his face falling flat. "What the fuck made you think you can act like that?" he asked, storms in his eyes.
Bur Remus was done. "Me? What about you? Treating our room like your personal trash can, staying up until all hours, bringing back god knows how many people to fuck you?"
But Sirius only smirked at Remus's last statement. "Wow, Remus. I didn't realize me hooking up with people had that much of an impact on you. Are you jealous?"
Remus felt blood rush in his ears at the question, and he used all of his sense to resist punching Sirius. "No, Sirius," he denied through a clenched jaw. "I'm not-"
But Sirius interrupted him, taking a step closer. "It's too bad of you're not," he said softly, his eyes going strangely wide. "Jealousy looks kind of good on you." And as he said it, he kind of tilted his head to the side, smirking and biting his lip as if challenging Remus to react. To understand what he was saying.
It was like a bomb went off. Like all of the annoyance and fury and tension built up and culminated into an eruption, and suddenly, without even thinking about it, Remus lunged forward, grabbing Sirius and pinning him to the bed behind him, the entirety of their bodies pressed together, his mouth by Sirius's ear, the other man gasping at the quick contact. "I'm not jealous," Remus insisted, hands grapping at Sirius's hips hard.
"P-prove it," Sirius nearly moaned, eyes wide and pupils blown with sudden lust.
So Remus had no choice but to roughly reach down, cupping the other man through his pants, groaning as he felt the hardness there. "If I was jealous," he murmured, squeezing just a bit as Sirius threw his head back and keened in pleasure, "I would fuck you, right here on the bed."
"Yes," Sirius mumbled, eyes closed and hands on Remus's biceps loosening as he fell apart a bit under Remis's grasp.
"If I was jealous," Remus continued, licking roughly at his palm and then slipping his hand under the band of Sirius's sweatpants, grabbing his length without thinking of being gentle, "I would open your arse up with my tongue, and watch while you screamed by fucking name."
"Remus," Sirius exhaled almost silently, barely keeping himself up on legs that were surely not working properly with the way Remus was working his cock with his hand.
"If I was jealous," Remus repeated, teasing his thumb over Sirius's leaking tip, inhaling as Sirius moaned with the movement, Remus's own cock twitching at the noises the shorter man made, "I would shove my huge cock so far into you, I'd make you come without touching you."
"Please," Sirius begged, his knees giving out, now, his expression completely fucked out as Remus moved his hand over his cock faster and with more purpose, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
"But baby" he cooed into Sirius's ear, reveling in the gasping sounds he was making, "I'm not jealous. So I won't." And then, grinning triumphantly, Remus stopped, removing his hand from his pants and staring down at Sirius, who collapsed on the bed, looking like he had just been told that Christmas was cancelled.
It took all of Remus's self-control to stroll into their adjoining bathroom before he shoved his own pants down to his knees, grabbed his own aching cock, and worked it over roughly, not even mothing to keep his moans quiet. And, less than a minute later, he came, loudly yelling, "F-Sirius!" as he did so.
But not loudly enough to drown out the noise of Sirius yelling his name as he came at nearly the same time on the other side of the door.
And he realized that yes, Sirius was annoying and infuriating and disrespectful. But fuck, him being attractive was definitely not a bad thing.
regulus black who was exploited by his parents as a kid and turned into teen pop sensation who later managed to get himself emancipated and disappeared from the public eye. when he emerges years later, transitioned and finally living for himself, his favorite thing to do is to gaslight anyone who finds a single resemblance between him and the elusive popstar who disappeared almost a decade ago.
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