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i love being a multi-shipper because yes, everybody fucked everybody and they all lived happily ever after
question for the marauders fandom: do we all just collectively agree that all ships are accepted and no ship is set in stone except for wolfstar? (ex. jily, jegulus, marlily, dorlene, yazlene, and bartulusā coexistence)
Barty/Regulus worrying about the future
āDo you think theyāll everā¦ā Barty starts but lets his own voice die down at the end of the sentence. He breathes out, instead, and cards his fingers through Regulusā hair, slowly and deliberately. Barty wets his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and tries to just enjoy the warmth of Reggieās head on his lap, the sight of his chest rising and falling placidly and the sight of the electric streetlamps outside the window.Ā If heās lucky, Reggie wonāt realise what he meant, wonāt let his beautiful brain get filled with images of a war theyāve both been trying to ignore for as long as they can.Ā
Itās been taking its toll on them, though, the war. Itās been stealing their time, stealing their moments like this one until the two of them barely have the opportunity to see each other alone. It used to be easier, Barty thinks, to sneak away from their parentsā prying eyes and disappear into one of the many rooms at the Crouchās residence, or Grimmauld Place alike. Barty misses the second-floor parlour at Reggieās family home ā the overstuffed leather chairs, the lush furniture, the Blackās family tapestry and the way it used to symbolise something other than this ridiculous dispute over who had the most right of calling themselves true wizards.Ā
Barty is tired of it all ā tired of being tugged in directions he doesnāt want to go in, tired of the expectations that seem ready to drown the both of them any day now.
āSorry, I didnāt get that,ā Reggie yawns, though Barty can tell heās tense.Ā
He can feel the nervous energy that radiates from Regulusā body ā tall and lean and muscular and holy Merlinās saggy tits, his body ā but Barty doesnāt reach down to rub his shoulders, doesnāt touch him with any more purpose than to smooth his thin, shiny hair away from Reggieās face.Ā
āJust wondering if theyāll ever call us down for dinner, love,ā Barty lies.
Itās one of his specialties, lying. Heās good at it, maybe too good. He doesnāt like lying to Reggie, but he also wouldnāt dare worry him further. Barty doesnāt like the way that sort of dark frown takes over Reggieās regal features ā he hates the way he can see it ate away at Regulus right before his eyes. Itās not fair, he thinks, for the millionth time, cursing Regulusā selfish prick of a brother, who left him to be imbued with all the responsibilities he was too much of a coward to take up himself.Ā
āLetās stay here, then,ā Reggie shifts, looking up at Barty from where heās got his head on Bartyās lap. The light from the fire in the hearth paints his raven hair golden, and Barty thinks perhaps itās just his eyes, playing tricks on him. It must be. āKreacher will call us when they remember we exist.ā
āLetās hope he will,ā Barty smiles and leans down. He brushes his lips over Regulusā forehead, and itās barely a kiss. Something in his chest shifts and squirms, and Barty swallows thickly before looking away.
Regulus: You are not allowed to fall in love with me.
Barty: Won't be a problem.
Barty, one week later: THERE'S A PROBLEM
I'm doing my best to control my urge to scream at you but THAT WIP YOU JUST SHARED THE FIRST LINE OF!!!????! šššāØššaaahhhh I love the concept so much!!! and tbh I've never read a lot of barty centered fic but I love the idea of him and reg (who I just want to adopt and wrap in a blanket already thank you) and you go and write ace!regulus I am melting! and so damn giddy to read (more, lol) of this!!!!!ššš
LISTENNNN barty is my little fucked up son but i cannot take credit for ace!regulus. thatās all @confunded-gryffindorās doing (and let me tell you, itās really great!) tbh i merely butted into kevoās idea and said āok but if barty went to therapy they could definitely be togetherā and this became a WIP with alternating POVs.
the first two chapters are sort of done... we should probably work on the rest of it š