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“every magic spell ends when the caster dies”
sirius has always known that. it was one of the first things his tutors told him when he was barely a toddler, and it was mentioned in some hogwarts' classes once or twice.
he sometimes ponders about it, how certain magic wasn't everlasting.
he witnessed it once, in his seventh year. the war had already started, and with each passing day, more and more students got black letters delivered, all of them mentioning some recently deceased relative. it was a third year ravenclaw girl he doesn't quite remember, but who always carried a fairy doll that her uncle enchanted to act like a living one. she always carried it in her pocket and let her out when she was bored or to show it to other students.
the day she got her letter at breakfast, she frantically searched her robes and took out the little doll, and it looked just like that, a doll. no more flapping wings, tiny giggles and fairy dust, just a toy. she burst into tears then, and was inconsolable for months.
it's one of sirius' most vivid memories.
it seemed so bizarre.
he prayed something like that never happened to him, because it would hurt. it would destroy him.
he was only given enchanted things by the people he loved the most, so he would know immediately if any of the different trinkets were to just go dull. the second it happened, he would know he has to face a reality without one the fundamental beings of his very self. it terrified him.
it was one of his biggest fears.
and it happened to him.
it was a thursday afternoon.
they had a rare free day. no fights, no funerals and no war in his and remus' flat, not for that day. james and peter were there too, an 'afternoon with the lads' they called it. they were laying on the living room, sprawled all over, bowie on the record player and cards on the table along with some beers.
he was on the way to the kitchen when he felt his hair falling out of the messy bun he did in the morning.
and, with a little clink, there was a metal star hairpin on the ground.
he knew then.
it was a secret, how he kept that hairpin. well, not a secret per se, but no one knew where it actually came from. only sirius.
no one knew he had the most horrendous time trying to tie his hair when it was long enough to do so. his hair was just as temperamental as him, which meant that they usually didn't get along. he suffered for months until that hairpin was gifted to him.
sirius didn't quite know how it really worked, just that it was charmed to make everything easier. he just had to think about the hairstyle he wanted for the day, and the hairpin would do it, shrinking or getting bigger if it was necessary, securing his hair perfectly and without much fuss.
no one knew that except sirius.
and regulus, who gifted it to him in his third year.
regulus.
his baby brother.
“every magic spell ends when the caster dies”
“you’re a writer, can you explain your process?” yes. first, i panic. then i procrastinate. then, in a fit of productivity at 3 a.m., i create chaos.
reblog if you’re a writer who feels guilt whenever they’re not writing and being productive, so I know I’m not the only one lol
how to write a plot twist:
surprise your readers!
surprise yourself because you have no idea what’s going to happen next either.
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
born to write fanfics. forced to bear the burden of life
do you ever re-read your own wips like 'damn the bitch that wrote this oughta finish it'
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"How can you like these very toxic and horrible characters that have done despicable and unforgivable things?" oh it's quite simple actually, this is fiction and I think with my dick.
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This is how I found out who won. At 7 am. It was not fun. I did cry.
moonwater fucking and regulus can't string together a sentence anymore, but keeps murmuring "come inside, please, inside" like a prayer
it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world
the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history
i can’t believe i started reading tgk when 22 chapters were posted and everyone (myself included) thought james was gone for good and now he’s slapping reg’s ass, that’s hilarious
i just feel like no matter what the circumstances are or what universe they’re in, james potter is the type of man to slap regulus on the ass
Idk if you’re an Adele fan - but I was listening to Oh My God and all I could think was “This was playing on repeat in Reggie’s head when him and James were having sex again”
omfg i love it
Me: *writes an amazing chapter*
Me: Ah yes. That is amazing. Can't wait to begin the next one. So many possibilities!
Me: *turns off my laptop and goes into a month-long depression*
woah this character is so cool i wish they were covered in blood their whole body trembling with a look of absolute horror on their face as theyre struggling to breathe in panic
trans regulus means everything to me
I need my bossy regulus dose, my beautiful power bottom boy agenda 🙏
okay i gotta do some headcanons for him he's my favourite
regulus, for so long, has been put into the submissive twink category by other partners or just anyone that finds him attractive and he's fed up, they don't know the truth
he likes tying men to the bed to ride them until they're sobbing in pleasure, begging to cum inside him but he just shakes his head and climbs off, jerking them until they're on the edge before stopping every single time until he wants them to finish
he'll be in doggy and look back at them like 'look at your face, do i feel that good? you want me to fuck you back?'
he wants to tease and touch and flirt but his previous partners just didn't get it/care about it until he meets james
sweet, cocky, handsome, lovely james who has no idea what a slut he's about to become for this man
james has always thought he was dominant in bed and he did enjoy it with previous partners, but something with regulus was different and when he had those eyes on him he melts
his brain kind of stops in a good, floaty way and he smiles all dreamily at him as regulus grips his chin, pulls his hair, and asks him if he thinks he's been a good boy
james is a big guy, tall and fit and toned and regulus is a bit shorter and bit lankier when they first start dating, but james feels like regulus is SO much stronger in the bedroom and he loves it, he likes being overpowered for once
he's also the best trophy/stay at home husband on the planet he loves cooking and cleaning anyway but knowing it's to take care of someone he loves? even better, plus regulus spoils tf out of him moneywise so james isn't complaining
regulus likes james in a suit so whenever they go somewhere fancy he tugs him in close by his tie and tells him how good he looks for him and james has to try and will his boner away
if regulus is going down on james its such a show, he's using both hands to twist up his cock and rub that sensitive spot under the head, his tongue running up the length and kissing over his skin and james' legs are shaking
regulus is a dom power bottom, yes, but god does he love giving pleasure to james, its just as fun as receiving it to him
he also likes james asking for what he wants, regulus isn't one to assume james wants anything and its part of the power play to have james nudge his nose against his jaw, kiss him a little to rile him up, then softly beg to eat reg out or fuck him and regulus just kinda smirks and lets him beg for a little longer than he needs, he was always going to say yes
how did you learn to write well?
well first you have to be a very sad child
My tattoo artist told me his teenage son came out to him as trans by giving him a bunch of blue cupcakes and a greeting card that said "it's a boy!"
"That's cute," I said.
"It was NOT cute!" he snapped. "I thought he was pregnant."
Phone : you’re internet connection is unstable
Regulus : you should see my life
what do non mauraders fans do??? like my life revolves around them, every waking moment is consumed by just the thought of them. do they just do nothing???
Let them kiss
I love platonic moonwater 💖
trans regulus and genderfluid sirius mean the world to me.
From, “…because James cannot stand the taste of tobacco.”
To, James chasing the taste in every man, women or person he hooks up with because Regulus smoked.
Solmussa, I love you.
to all the marauders fans out there ... october is among us once more.