Regulus Black who assumes James will leave him one day because there's no way someone would stay with him.
James Potter who's running out of ideas on how to make him understand he's staying forever.
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Regulus Black who assumes James will leave him one day because there's no way someone would stay with him.
James Potter who's running out of ideas on how to make him understand he's staying forever.
"I wish you stayed" James murmured frustrated, hands messing with his own curls before sighing, looking straight to the man in front of him.
Regulus eyes crystallized with shame, the fear inside him eating his heart slowly.
"I never knew you wanted me to" he murmured sincerely, but to Potter it sounded like an excuse.
"I kissed you, I held you, I listened, I told you I loved you, we— Regulus, did you really think we were just some random thing?" His jaw tightened, not knowing how to show the Slytherin how much he cared about him, and not having an idea of how to handle his own rush of blood.
"No— but, you never said you were serious about us" Black muttered
"You never ask, I just thought we knew, you said it felt like it was supposed to be, Regulus, you acted like you knew" he took his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. "How couldn't you have known?"
"I didn't know you cared so much"
"I never knew you loved me like you say you did"
Everything sounded like an awful reply. Pity and pathetic, and the worst thing? Those were Regulus' real reasons.
Between ragged breaths and high pitched whines Sirius' nails digged on the werewolf's back as the taller man thrusted onto him.
"Stay" Black whispered, trying to come up with the words clear enough for the man to hear as more than just a whine.
The brunette, busy kissing the pale collarbones under him, mumbled confused against the hot skin
"Where?"
Sirius' mind wasn't lost enough for him to let the answer slip away from his lips, suddenly the vulnerability of his naked body reflected the one he showed on their affair— friendship? romance?
Not even the chills running down his body could distract him from the real thing.
Where?
The blackhaired man wanted to say 'with me', bodies intertwined until they merged, or at least the right to brush their lips anytime he felt like doing it— but instead, he just turned his head aside, giving Remus more access to his sensible spots.
His breath was ragged, his whines came back smoothly thanks to Lupin's hungry kisses.
"Sirius, what do you mean?" The whisper, even if low and raspy, felt out of place. That was far beyond this, beyond them right now.
"I don't know" Sirius muttered before capturing the brunette's lips and praying it was enough for him to forget. To get his mind back in place. Back in bed.
But somehow hoping Remus would bring it back afterwards, when they cuddled up until falling asleep still tangled together to open his heart. But that was ridiculous, this was just sex, it just felt good, and asking Remus Lupin to stay was a losing game.
People complaining about the marauders fandom being focused on THE MARAUDERS, if you want other characters so bad create a page, fanfic or smt
In first year James scared Lily once with a cockroach and the next day he woke up with a really bad rash all over his hands.
When Lily mentioned it to Pandora once they started dating, Rosier just laughed quietly.
"I gave him the remedy after three days, it wasn't that bad"
Sirius is currently biting his nails and tapping his feet like a madman, the reason? Remus Lupin gave him a kiss ban a few days ago because he caught the flu.
"This is... gorgeous" Lily murmurs, quite unsure of the adjective to describe the object between her hands.
"I saw one like this on our first date" Pandora explained, her large fingers around the glass that covered the frame with the large green butterfly. "She's as mesmerizing as your eyes"
Even with her wide eyes and nervous demeanor, the ginger smiled.
It was sweet, the insect was far from ethereal, the wings looked like stained glass, darker on the bottom where the black borders were thicker. Now she felt a bit silly with the book she gave to her girlfriend.
Lily hugged the frame before burying herself in the witch's arms. "You're something else"
Lily's hands caress Pandora's skin gently over the woman's sleeves, the fabric a barrier she could never get rid off.
"I don't want to scare you off, my dear" She always mumbled when the ginger suggested to see beneath the covers.
"You don't scare me" Evans replied with a quiet, almost forced chuckle "but you make it sound ... really serious" a careful smile strayed over her lips.
"My skin is marked, Lirio" Pandora informed with gentle eyes, fingers reaching for the other's chin. "By thousands of my curiosities and experiments, and they'll keep piling up"
"That's why I want to see...You don't scare me, I just want to get more involved in your world"
Rosier smiled, kissing the woman's temple. "My dear, you are part of my world" and with that affirmation Lily felt the topic drifting away. "One day I'll show you, mhm? From my studies to my skin, my potions and my drafts, I promise"
The green eyes narrowed, defeated, and with a sigh, Evans nodded quietly, leaving the topic behind. For now.
In weekends James Potter wakes up earlier than the rest — probably because most of them fall asleep by 3 am and he falls by 10-11 pm
Remus fell asleep caressing Sirius' hair.
fandom etiquette as a whole died when people who didn’t grow up on fandoms became stans during lockdown, yes, but why am i seeing people openly mocking fics on twitter. why am i seeing screenshots of fics with captions like “bro what is this 😭.” why am i seeing people mock fic writers for not knowing how sports or theater or college or any other organization operates in the real world.
“college is absolutely nothing like this” “why are we writing four people on the team scoring a hat trick in one game” “so tech work is nothing like this, hope that helps!”
if you don’t like a fic, and if you can’t suspend your belief enough to enjoy a fic that exaggerates or ignores real-world orgs, you don’t have to read it. you don’t have to screenshot it and put it on blast for twitter. you don’t have to post a link to it in the replies. the back button is literally there on your phone. it’s not giving baby’s first fandom anymore, it’s giving entitled asshole and it isn’t as cute as you think it is.
"Maybe we should stop seeing each other" Regulus mumbled quietly, his hand hovering over the gryffindor's hair, black, dense and soft, his finger traced the curls carefully and the man didn't care to move an inch.
James wasn't startled by his words, they've been in this long enough, he's used to those sentences— and to break them too.
"We'll kiss with our eyes closed?" Potter murmured with a soft smirk, his eyes meeting with Regulus'.
"You're not getting rid of me, love"
I kind of don't know what the hell I'm saying sometimes, sorry for that 😔
"Are we lovers?" Lily mumbled softly as her fingers got intertwined with the woman beside her. The question felt heavy in her mind but for some reason now that it hung in the air it just felt like a whisper.
Light, brief, safe.
Pandora's lips curl up into a warm smile and her eyes glimmer after a chuckle.
"What else could we be, my dear?" She replies in a playful tone before melting Evans into a kiss.
He's laying in bed with someone he shouldn't, or that's what everyone says, but right now everything Sirius can see is Remus' scars being kissed by the first rays of sunlight and his honey hair sparkling between his fingers. Nothing ever felt more right than this.
Remus hesitated before kissing Sirius. It was dumb, he just needed to adjust, to breathe out the small doubt and look into his icy eyes before allowing himself to melt into his so called best friend, but Sirius misunderstood that instant and left the chambers in a hurry.
twelve years of it, in azkaban.