An internal monologue I wrote from Regulus’ perspective about Jily. *Incredibly angsty.* (i don’t know how to do the read more thing but know that I would if I could)
I can’t identify my feelings while watching you. You walking in with her on your arm. You move your arm around her waist. She nuzzles into your neck, you kiss her hair.
You look happy. Different from when you were with me. You were happy with me too, but not like that. You look calm. At peace. Like everything has finally fallen in place. Well, everything was already in place, I guess I was the only thing that wasn’t.
I can’t even get mad. Trust me, I am. I am devastated.
No one knows. No one can see. But I am in mourning.
People say love shouldn’t hurt but love is hurt. Love is pain, jealousy, anger, fear, a slow and unmarked torture.
There’s a reason they call it heartache. To ache to be near them, to ache when you’re apart from them. There’s a reason you ‘fall’ in love. It is not deliberate, nor wanted, and if you don’t figure out how you’re going to land before you do, you’ll break.
But I have no right to hurt. I thought you were mine. You told me you were. But seeing you now… I guess we were both foolish. Because I will always be yours, but you were clearly never mine.
I can’t be upset with you when I was the one to fuck it all up. I was the one who pulled away when things got difficult. I was the one who shut down when you yelled. I was the one who couldn’t give you a proper answer. Couldn’t tell you just how much you mean to me. I hope you know I tried. I tried so hard. I promise.
I don’t think my promises mean much to you anymore.
But now, here we are. With you so happy, and me so far away. We were always in different worlds. Living different lives. But there was a point in time when you actually convinced me we could create a new one together. Just for us.
That’s the cruel thing about time. It gives you so much. It lets you experience things, love things, only to take it all away. The feeling lingers, the situation does not.
I wish time would speed up. Then the ache would fade. Then you would graduate and I wouldn’t be forced to watch you fall without me.
Then I would be dead. A fool who loved in silence. A fool who died in love.
Then you would be dead.
A fool who loved out loud.
A fool who died in love.
Regulus black and tattoos (sad regulus times)
I think that if Regulus ran away from the death eaters he would keep the mark for a very long time. He wanted to remind himself that he isn’t a good person now just because he no longer hurts people.
He would stare at it for hours and remember all the damage he’s done, all the people he killed, all the families he’s ruined, all the torture he witnessed with a straight face. Then, once the guilt has reached its peak, he gets up and he does anything to help. He would leak information to Dumbledore about the death eaters, he would clean up demolished buildings after an attack, obliviate any muggles who saw, anything to make that guilt worth something.
When the war ends (just pretend it ended for normal reasons, not because of Lily, and they’re all fine) he finally covers it up (in a muggle shop of course). He replaces the mark with a bouquet of flowers. Mainly made up of lavender and amaranths. He’s never really been fond of flowers but he needed life to cover up the symbol of death.
He would lay these flowers over the graves of the victims. He wanted them to find peace, to have immortality in the afterlife to counteract the short life they lived. Both death eaters and muggle-borns. Some he knew, many he didn’t.
This was where Sirius found him. Kneeling over Marlene’s grave(sorry I needed a reason for him to be here), he points his wand to Regulus’ head, ready to kill his last death eater. Regulus doesn’t look up and says, “Don’t kill me yet, I haven’t finished.” Sirius realizes he was organizing the bouquet of flowers to decorate the grave, he looked around and saw half the graves covered in purple and pink flower arrangements.
Sirius helps him finish. He asks Regulus what happened to him, the last thing Sirius knew was that he had died. Regulus tells him everything, not looking for forgiveness, just wanting to answer the question. They walk to Sirius and Remus’ flat together. They part ways a few blocks away, Sirius not giving Regulus his address, even though Voldemort has been dead for months. They decide to not see each other again, both knowing their lives would only get worse if the other was in it.
Regulus gets his next tattoo that night. He gets the black crest, but instead of a crow in the center, there’s a big, shaggy black dog. (You think he DIDN’T know they were anamagi, come on.)
From then on it was like something broke free. He got tattoos covering his entire body, not wanting to feel so empty. He figures that if he can tattoo the things he used to love on his body, keep them on him at all times, then maybe he can love them again.
Regulus’ first crush was Newt Scamander. He would always reread fantastic beasts just so he could get to the picture of him at the end. He didn’t really understand why he would start to blush if he looked too long. His dreams were filled with curly golden hair, high cheek bones, and a tiny smile that he wouldn’t mind kissing.
His passion for magical creatures would bleed into his fascination for this man and vice versa. This was why he loved them so much.
This was also why, a few months after first getting the book and sitting with his brother on the train ride to Hogwarts, he could barely look Remus Lupin in the eye without his whole face going red.
That moment you realize that the marauders era characters were those kids who everyone thought were going places, only to peak too early in high school.
Imagine being forced to become the kids who peaked in high school. 😃
**this is my own take on Regulus. Literally none of this is canon.
One small difference between other death eaters and Regulus is how they react to people wanting to join the death eaters.
A younger slytherin comes up to them and tells them they want to become a death eater too.
People like Barty and Snape are fully supportive. They tell them all about the glorious things the Dark Lord has done. Tells them they will have to work hard to gain such an honor and he will be waiting to see them at the next meeting.
Regulus tells them they are making a huge mistake. They will be used as a pawn in Voldemort’s game and, if not willing, forced to kill. He would say it isn’t worth your life.
He tells that kid every horrific thing he’s seen or heard about (he’s still in school so he hasn’t participated in it yet). Better to be scared than dead. He makes sure they don’t want to participate in the war at all.
They are all death eaters, they all support Voldemort and have seen the unspeakable things that have been done. But Regulus knows when he’s being manipulated, and he’ll be damned if he let someone be in the same position as him. It’s too late for him, he’s too deep in the war. He realizes it never mattered what they were fighting for, people are dying no matter what they believed in. He doesn’t want to contribute to that number more than he has to.
James: tied them around his ankle. He also wore Velcro shoes because he thought they were more fun. (He also had rollerblades and Mary taught him to skate)
Sirius: didn’t tie them. Ever. Like a fucking psychopath. He would make a show of not doing it whenever someone told him he should tie them. He also had light up shoes and heelys. (Imagine almost getting decked in the hallways because some dumbass didn’t know how heelys work.)
Remus: tied them normally. He’s not about to lose the circulation to his foot or eat shit because he couldn’t tie his shoes properly. They’re just shoes to him (but he also definitely wrote book quotes or song lyrics on the sides)
Peter: tied them with a bow tie knot cause that’s how he learned it and just never broke the habit. He would always change the shoelace color to whatever he was feeling that day. (They were always super funky)
Regulus: had the slip on fancy shoes. Never learned how to tie laces. (Was really insecure about it). Sirius also gave him a pair of stilettos as a joke gift and Reg set them on fire.
Lily: tied them normally. Was really smug whenever pure bloods didn’t know how to. Wore a bunch of sandals and flip flops.
Idk if people do this anymore but I need help finding a fic that I read like a month ago. It’s a jegulus fic where Regulus doesn’t have a car so Sirius has James drive him to work. James says he’s straight but him and Reg have this flirty lil relationship. One night James comes to Reg drunk and they canoodle but James is gone in the morning I think?? I’m a lil fuzzy on that detail. After that Reg starts dating Kingsley because he’s not gonna fuck with a straight boy again. Then Kingsley moves away and they break up and then Reg and James get together. Also Sirius and Remus fell in love doing porn together and that’s their little side story
The fic was like three chapters but the word count was probably around 10,000-40,000, I can’t imagine it being longer than that.
I loved it and it was fun but now I can’t find it so SOMEBODY ANYBODY HELP ME PLEASE
Do it. Wanna know why? BECAUSE YOU CAN
How would you all feel if I did a Wolfstar/Marauders through Hogwarts story? Kinda like “All the Young Dudes” except not as good XD, no one can beat all the young dudes MsKingBean89 is a literal genius. But how would you guys feel about that?
I know people probably already hc this but what if while Sirius learned ballet, Regulus learned how to ice skate.
Sirius loved ballet but couldn’t skate for shit meanwhile Regulus learned how to do all the tricks and flips and stuff (I don’t skate I have no clue what the lingo is)
So whenever the lake was frozen over he would go super early in the morning and practice what he only got to do a couple months a year.
James, being the maniac who gets up at five in the morning to go for a jog, is one of the only people to actually see Reg skate.
At first he couldn’t see it was him and thought ‘this dude’s gonna fall on his ass trying to ice skate in the dark’. He couldn’t make out much but was mesmerized by the figure who moved so elegantly on the ice.
He would only realize it was Regulus an hour later when the sky finally started to lighten up. Regulus was taking off his skates when he looked up and saw James fully facing him (away from the jogging trail). They both stayed silent until James whispered ‘bloody hell’ and speed walked back to the school.
Every morning they would see each other, maybe nod, exchange pleasantries, until one morning. The ice was too thin to skate on and Regulus certainly wasn’t going to risk it, so instead he joined James for his early morning jog. It shocked James, and if Regulus was being honest, it shocked him too. They ended up having a really nice conversation. That was the morning they both realized they had a crush on each other.
Fuck Sirius being anti-jegulus
I want jegulus stan Sirius beating the shit out of James when they break up
Give me that soap opera bullshit 🤲 I NEED IT NOW