Oh my god okay I need to share this story . Back during my first year of compsci we had an ethics course about surveillance. And we had to read up about this one specific real life case but when I opened the slides it was all about "the panopticon" which I think activated some kind of neurons in my brain because I did not read a single slide and my notes looked like THIS.
To the point where the document is literally unreadable because all the text is COVERED in magnus archives fanart. I went into that exam knowing that jurgen leitner was brutally pipe murdered to death and that the panopticon is where the watchers crown ritual takes place . And I passed with 100%
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But I’m your Boyfriend (1/1) (jegulus)
"And what makes you think that I would be willing to help you?"
"Because I’m your boyfriend!" James said incredulously.
"So that makes you special?" Regulus continued to look at him blankly, eyes hovering just above his book.
James’ jaw dropped, eyes bulging. Shock before upset. Except he never got to upset because Barty of all people came up from behind and smacked Regulus’ on the back of the head.
"What the hell was that for?" Regulus snarled.
Barty flopped himself on the couch, falling easily into Evan’s opens arms and laying his head in Evan’s lap. “You can’t leave me for this sun cloud and then steal his spirit Black,” Barty smirked.
The room went completely silent. Everyone staring at Barty, including Evan but not in the way that Barty wanted Evan to stare at him. Well okay, he wanted and would accept any look, glance, just-so-happened-peripheral catch of the eye from Evan, but this was not about Barty.
Barty propped himself up on his elbows, looking around the room. “What?” he said sharply.
“Did you just defend James?” Remus asked, always the bravest of them all when it came to Evan and Barty, mostly because they wanted Lupin, and Remus liked feeling like he was a god.
“What? No!” Barty said quickly.
Evan pulled Barty back down to his lap. “You kind of did...” Evan said tentatively. The room falling back into silence, everyone waiting for Barty to argue.
But then Regulus laughed.
He laughed and laughed, actually couldn’t stop one he started. And everyone watched him. His laughter was so contagious that eventually everyone was laughing along with him, except Barty was pouting slightly annoyed.
James who had been standing this entire time, watching everyone go back and forth about Barty “protecting his light,” and daring to try and claim Regulus left Barty for James.
James finally decided to cross the room to Regulus, crouching in front of him as Regulus’ laugh faded. There wasn’t any sound that warmed James’ bones more than Regulus’ laughter. Regulus tried to contain himself as James snaked his hands up his thighs and around Regulus’ waist.
“Jamesssss” Regulus attempted at warning, but his laughter had loosened his grip on his emotional mask and it came out a whine.
“Regulus,” James said back, tilting his head. He hadn’t forgotten how this conversation had started.
“Don’t make me,” Regulus continued to pout. James just looked at him imploringly.
“Fine, I will go to the ball with you,” Regulus conceded.
“And?” James raised an eyebrow.
“And its because you are my boyfriend,” Regulus huffed.
“And?” Everyone else said in unison.
“And you are special,” Regulus rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t keep his lips from turning up when James smiled brightly at him, finally standing and kissing Regulus’ head.
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