#regblack

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I like your voice, I like your mouth || Regulus

It had been a long day. The hours had passed slowly, talking alone with Regulus and Gilderoy, explaining things and listening and figuring things out with the both of them after the sudden revelation in the paper that morning. But it was necessary, Barty knew. And now things seemed to be stable again, at least as far as all of their feelings on the matter. Gilderoy left the house with a smile on his face, radiating so much of that yellow hue Barty so adored seeing in him. The door clicked shut behind him, and a beat passed where Barty could feel Regulus’s eyes on him.

Grey eyes turned back to his best friend and Barty made no effort to hide the adoration in his expression as he let out a little breath, took a step towards him and let his hands find his face, cradling Regulus in his palms, bringing his head down so he could bump their foreheads together. He laughed a bit breathlessly, greeting him as if they hadn’t just spent hours in each other’s company, “hey, Reg.”

With Gilderoy gone from the house it was time for him to focus on the beautiful boy in front of him, who wanted to be his, who already was his and would always be his.

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Mine || Regulus

Barty sat perched upon the top step at the front of his home, the manor in which the Crouch’s lived having a rather large staircase leading up to the front door, gaudy as Barty thought it was. The boy already had a bottle open next to him, a lit cigarette in his hand, his father was out working as always and his mother was out with some friends as well so Barty knew he had the entire house to himself for this.

It had been longer than a week since he’d last seen Regulus, after all. One of his legs was shaking in a fidgety sort of movement. He felt pent up, after so many days without seeing the other, it was so unusual nowadays for him not to be able to just barge into the other’s apartment without hesitation. At any time he’d pleased, he’d been able to see Regulus, and he’d liked it that way. But clearly something about that was changing. The thought of Regulus being in some kind of trouble had him taking two quick gulps from his bottle of vodka.

Catching sight of him as he lowered the bottle. The Crouch family’s yard was of course, ridiculously large, so Regulus was quite a distance from him despite having just walked through the front gate but Barty sprang to his feet immediately. The bottle was left forgotten as the man ran down the front steps calling, “Reg! Regulus, hell-!”

He grabbed his arms around his friend the moment he could, taking deep breaths after the running he’d done to get there, patting him on the back before pulling away enough to look Regulus in the eyes.

“Good to see you, prat.” The worry was heavy in his eyes already though. He had a heaviness in his chest, thinking about what could have happened to have kept Regulus from him, and what he would have to do to whoever’s fault it was.

@arcturusxregulus

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56 for the ot3 ~~

@staygoldengilderoy No AU, just real life // Someone To Fall Back On - Aly Michalka

Barty grunted softly as he heaved Regulus’s drunken, tired form onto the bed. Gilderoy climbed in on the other side and was snuggling up against Regulus’s side as immediately as he hit the bed. His boys were both still fully dressed, all gold and covered in glitter as Regulus’s dress had made sure all of them would be. He righted himself beside the bed, reaching up to his collar to undo his bow tie and remove his suit jacket. Gilderoy opened his eyes for a moment and Barty paused in what he was doing to stare back at him with such a fondness in his eyes that he hadn’t known was possible for him to have for two like this. Not after so long only having one.

“Get to sleep, Gilderoy,” he murmured softly to the golden man in his bed, reaching down and running a hand through Gilderoy’s hair, brushing his hair back and out of his face and when he pulled his hand back he let the backs of his fingers brush against Regulus’s cheek. Gilderoy closed his eyes, and Barty turned away to finish undressing, feeling the weight of his feelings settle into the bottoms of his feet as he considered all that he would do for the men laying in the bed behind him. All that they were capable of doing themselves.

If anyone ever tried lay harm to either of them, they would have Barty to answer to. For now, left only in undershirt and briefs, he climbed into bed with them, pressing himself fully to Gilderoy’s back and reaching his lanky arms around the both of them in one.

Closing his eyes, Barty let the sounds of their breathing put him to sleep.

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@arcturusxregulus Regulus Before Voldemort AU // For The Nights I Can’t Remember - Hedley

“I have to go, kitten. There’s no other way for me to end this..” Barty’s heart was hammering but he appeared otherwise fine, perfectly calm and at peace with the decision he’d made. With Regulus defected he couldn’t keep things up any longer. With Regulus defected, Voldemort and the death eaters would be out to kill him and Barty couldn’t take any part in it, himself. “Y’know he doesn’t exactly just... Let people walk away.”

“Exactly! This is crazy, they’re going to kill you, you can’t leave-!” Regulus’s hands grabbed harder at him.

But Barty would walk away. That much he would be sure of. The tears in Regulus’s eyes only reminded him how scared he was for him, how sure Regulus was that Barty would leave him for the last time, never come back to him. He already had his arms around Regulus, so he brought him closer with the touch of a hand to the back of his head, pressing their foreheads together. He kissed Regulus Black softly, smally, the gentlest kiss he’d ever given him because it was a promise.

“I’ll be back. And then we’ll disappear together. We can talk about this... And I...” His voice trailed off, and he paused a moment before kissing Regulus again, pulling his arms away to cradle his face in his hands. “I love you, Regulus.”

He tore himself away from Regulus Black, and hurried away.

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Unsent: do you remember sixth year when that ravenclaw tripped you? i tortured him in his bed that night. I didn’t even think about it.

Unsent: my chest is heavy and pulling to you. Explain please. Where did you go?

Unsent: I adore you, kitten. you are mine

Unsent: we should invite Gilderoy to our fun and games

Unsent: Are we going to the reception?

Sent: I love you.

[hookschest]

does anyone else have those blogs that have been inactive for months, but you've been following them for so long that you just can't click unfollow?

[remusjohn]

thank you? Ahah, we're you looking for that post or ? :DD anyway ur welcome! :D

oh no, nothing like that haha, i just really enjoyed reading it so it was more of a 'thank you for bringing it to my attention'-type thank you :)