Easily one of my favourite scenes from this fic.
The way they were fighting before just scratches that itch, I love that in this fic James fights back and dosent always baby regulus.


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Easily one of my favourite scenes from this fic.
The way they were fighting before just scratches that itch, I love that in this fic James fights back and dosent always baby regulus.
James who feels guilty for Regulus' death because if he hadn't showed Regulus that there was a choice besides that offered by Voldemort, would Regulus have rebelled against the Death Eaters? Would Regulus have gone hunting for the Horcruxes? Would Regulus have died silently on his search, alone?
and i say make regulus black suffer!!
CHOICES ANGST TO BLESS YOUR FEED😏
ngl I've had this edit sequenced for literally a week and was just too lazy to add the lyrics but I finally DID ITTTT YAYYYYYY🙂↕️
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So I started crimson rivers
The angst…
This is Jegulus to me and no one can tell me otherwise
Lowkey thinking of writing a Cowboy turned country singer James Potter dealing with the fact that he’s Hispanic and desi in a predominantly white space, and Regulus being prim, proper either ballet or smoky indie music fic trying to come to terms with being gay and branching away from his family. Maybe even make the Black Family royals?? Red White and Royal Blue but instead of presidents son it’s a farmers turned famous musician??? Ooop
Do not imagine Jegulus going on their first date after weeks of pestering and a lot of "Pleasee reggieeee"'s and a "Okay, fine, yes." Later. James, sends a Polaroid of his motorbike to Regulus and asking(only half jokingly) of he should pick him up on that.
Regulus responds absolutely the fuck not, and that it looks like a Muggle death contraption.
James picks him up by car, Regulus almost throws up, but they eventually make it to the coffee shop. Nothing fancy, nothing loud, just a quiet moment for themselves tucked away in a little corner. They nibble their scones and sip at their coffee (tea in Regulus' case) as they quietly talk about nothing and everything.
They end their date by James dropping Regulus off and suddenly Reg gathers some courage, and kisses the sun in front of him that he could never hope to deserve.
A month later, as his tears are washed from existence by the water that suffocates him, as he reaches his hand out for the surface he'll never break again, as the hands drag him down into the dark depths of where he'll never resurface, he thinks, that he wishes he had said yes to the motorbike. That he wishes he had said yes to a date sooner. That he misses his sun.