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rewritingcanon · 2 months

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What would you say are your more controversial opinions about the hp characters?

ohhhh okayyy. i feel like my opinions on a lot of the characters aren’t controversial because i dont feel super strongly towards anyone in any negative light but here are some i could think of at the top of my head:

i’m glad the malfoys faced more extreme backlash after the second wizarding war. a lot of people in the fandom seem to be very sympathetic towards draco and scorpius for getting dogpiled with the brunt of it (which yeah, it sucks, especially for scorpius) but the prejudice makes complete make sense to me. if i was someone who didn’t know scorpius’ character, and had someone from my family get killed in the second war due to death eaters or something— seeing the malfoys still be wealthy and walk around freely without any jailtime, i would be bitter too. they’re hated on but they’re still one of the richest families ever, so they’ll live LOL

another anon has asked about this and i haven’t responded to them yet but when i do i will link it here for my reasons. basically: the best character in the cursed child is harry potter. i think the way they wrote his character and ptsd carried the play. it was def his story, not albus’.

i do think dumbledore has some aspects of him that may be considered morally gray, but mostly i dont think he is. he does everything for the good of the world, and his complete selflessness leads him to sacrifice anything for it— even himself and the people he loves, when necessary. i completely understand why people wouldn’t agree with his methods though.

james potter isn’t a sunshine character he’s a dickhead. fans of him made him a golden retriever character to be more palatable for modern times. i like him the way he is: an asshole and then less of an asshole 👍 this is what true stanning looks like

pansy parkinson is racist and out of all the female side characters, developing HER is so questionable from fandom

harry had questionable descriptions about a lot of male characters to make people think he could be a little 🏳️‍🌈 there was bill, there was sirius, there was cedric. but draco is not a part of that list. harry was not feeling draco whatsoever throughout the series but drarry shippers cling to that one ‘obsessed’ line

furthermore, harry rejecting draco’s offer of friendship wasn’t a sad or a ‘what if’ scene. draco was being a classist piece of shit and harry didnt want to fuck with that, there isnt any way in any timeline he wouldve accepted draco’s friendship.

slytherin sucks just generally lol. people want so bad to pluck anti-heroes out of a series that was written specifically with the mind to make all the characters suck.

hermione and ron’s drama isn’t as toxic as people make it out to be. yes, this includes the time hermione sent birds after him. people act like its the end of the world but she was tackling puberty and the end of society soooo i give her a pass to tweak out.

mostly every harry potter character has horrific names. like literally mostly everyone. even the name harry potter 🙁

movie romione wasn’t that bad LOL

severus snape’s ‘redemption’ or whatever was so ass. he bullies kids for five years and then everything is chill because… true love? on harry’s mum? are you kidding me 💀

weasley family angst goes hard but people (especially percy stans and some ron&ginny stans) acting like they’re the most toxic family to walk the earth make me want to rip my hair out and eat it. molly loves her kids guys shes not evil. jesus.

genuinely trying to think of more but i can’t right now…. maybe i will reblog and add to it. i feel like most of my opinions aren’t that controversial though 😭

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starchaserdreams · 5 months

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It's been bugging me for a long time that the Black family all have these incredible astronomy names, all except Narcissa.

I figured out why, finally, and I'm gonna die mad about it.

Rowling didn't decide to do it until halfway through the series. It looks like this beautiful, thoughtful idea, but she didn't think of it before she introduced Narcissa.

I would bet money that this is how it went down:

1. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone: Names Sirius at the very beginning, in chapter one. "Sirius" is a great, strong name... But it's nothing more than that.

2. HP2/HP3: Doesn't think any more about it

3. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: Names Draco's parents

3. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix: Needs names for the whole Black family, most of whom were ever mentioned by name before. Oh WAIT! Sirius is a great astronomy name! What if I named them all that way, that'd be so cool! *Checks notes* oh whoops, I named one of the cousins "Narcissa" in the last book and that doesn't work. .......Y'know what? Who cares if one is messed up, I'll just do the rest of them that way. It won't be a big deal.

............That is so fucking annoying. The *only* solid thing she ever did, and it was a half assed afterthought.

#the noble and most ancient house of black #harry potter #narcissa malfoy #narcissa black #marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards #regulus black #sirius black #astronomy names #that was the ONE redeeming thing about this stupid fucking saga #regulus arcturus black

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hasturlover · 11 months

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Hc: James is the one who did parenting stuff the most between him, Lily, and Regulus.

Lily overspoiling harry and James fucking knows what's the consequences of granting every wish to the only child (james definitely didnt want harry to be like him in his teenage years and what i mean is being an arrogant who picks figts with everyone he dislikes).

Meanwhile, Regulus who got raised by Sirius and other Black cousins has no clue of danger or not so Regulus always ended up giving Harry the knife or let him too close to the stove. Harry 3yo would ask if he could take a sharp scissors and regulus just shrugs, of course you can sweetie (and that's why reg is his favorite in circumstances, and by circumstances i mean dangerous stuff)

#regulus black #james potter #lily evans #jegulily #lily is too lenient because shes the youngest child so she thinks kids definitely deserved everything #regulus is the one why harry running around with a knife #james: what did you got there harry?#harry: a knife! :D #James: NO!!!!#anyway james in his teenage era is fucking sucks fight me over this #the only redeemable trait he got is his friendship with rem siri and pete #sirius as harrys godfather didnt help at all on only encouraging dangerous stuff to harry

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impishtubist · 1 year

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Shoutout to the handful of writers who can write a Remus who is actually worthy of Sirius, you’re doing the lord’s work.

#and it's such hard work to redeem remus and make him deserving of sirius's love so kudos to you

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jadescornerofinternetinsanity · 1 year

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Just encountered the babygirlification of Orion Black first hand and i- I really thought that was some kind of joke 😭

Like maybe I'm a hypocrite BC I adore Regulus and tolerate Barty and Evan, but the established fanon for Orion is literally that he was either actively abusive or passively allowed wallbitch to be abusive. Like that is inescapably The Lore (tm). Idc I am *so* here for morally grey characters and ethical complexity and nuance, but trying to make out an abusive parent as redeemable. I just. I can't fuck with that. I cannot.

#jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #orion black #slytherin skittles #marauders #sirius black #choices messermoon #im just saying you have to rewrite reg and sirius' whole backstory #which is FINE #like if your fic has orion as someone who was a PARENT not an ABUSER then thats different #but if youre??? trying to redeem him?? within existing fanon context??#fuck all the way off

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musezieren · 4 months

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#•●[ sirius * relevant ]●• ᴵ ʷᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ᶤᶰ #love that convo!#it says a lot about Astarion and redeemed DUrge uvu

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astrophysicistnotastronaut · 1 year

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So I was watching POA for the first time since becoming heavily invested in the marauders fandom and WHY DOES EVERYTHING HIT SO MUCH HARDER.

like, I am GUTTED for Sirius, the entire movie I felt like crying because of the realisation that he spent his whole life trying to prove to the world that he was different to his family, better than his family, and just when he finally managed to get people to see past his name it all got destroyed. And that is so utterly devastating because people were so quick to believe that he was just like them. All that work just completely unraveled and basically his worst fear had come true??? it is so depressing I genuinely cannot.

#this is why we invented veritaserum #take note ministry #sirius black #sirius orion black #marauders #he deserved SO MUCH BETTER #OH OH AND HE DIDNT EVEN LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO SEE HIMSELF REDEEMED #ouch #James potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #harry potter

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solis-angelus · 5 months

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FIC PROMPT/IDEA (very basic)

When Sirius falls into the veil, Harry loses his lungs. Bellatrix goggles at the fabric, an expression of pure disbelief written on her face, as if questioning the fabric to confirm her cousin dearest's demise, utterly absorbed in its caresses that she becomes blissfully unaware of her surroundings, as if under an Imperius. So much so that when Harry hurls her with a crucio right there in the middle of a suddenly paused battle, she goes down without complaint. The curse fizzles out after a moment though.

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When Sirius falls into the veil, Remus goes blind. Still, he grabs onto Harry's thin shirt by the hem and manages to grip his arm when the boy seems to be making a run for the archway after his Godfather. Harry's sudden maneuver when he twists his wand to land on Bellatrix, catches him off-balance and in his physical and magical exhaustion (it had been a full moon the night before), he goes down in a pile of ragged robes and clacking wand wood.

The quiet doesn't last long enough.

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When Sirius falls into the veil, he doesn't fall to the ground on the other side. Rather, he tumbles sideways straight into someone's open arms and has a moment to register the almost forgotten familiar skin before being abruptly pushed back out. It seems someone pushed both him and his hugger-captor out of the whatever-white-grey-place that was and now they were stumbling back and Sirius is fairly sure he's going to fall on his face this time around (much more embarrassing and much more painful, no question).

Instead of making a fool of himself, as was intended surely, he careens right into someone when some other someone in motion crashes with his side. The person he crashes into is none other than Bellatrix because of course it is. The person behind him seems to have had better luck, it seems, as there is no additional weight from behind pushing him further into cousin dearest.

Said cousin, who had just made to stand up from some sort of half kneel-half bow position and in his crashing Sirius had launched his knee to her forehead and knocked her out. Great.

He doesn't register the chaos moments away from unfolding as a voice he hasn't heard in over a decade and half, speaks out.

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“What are you doing on the floor?”

Remus hears the words. Yes, he does but he's too tired to tell his tormentor to call it off. They need to bugger the fuck off and leave him to his very-disappointing afterlife in-between.

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Sirius turns. He's seeing double, his brain very helpfully informs him. The hazel eyes he's burning holes into finally looks up to him after abandoning his long stare at the lying face flat Marauder. He distantly imagines he'd be treated with the same fanfare if not more had he actually gone through with the painful fall on his face. James' lips quirk up. His eyes crinkle. “H—"

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Harry vaguely notes Sirius accidentally knocking out Bellatrix. (Good riddance. He thinks viciously even though he's 90% sure the spell she launched was red and not- some other colour- green ). A stunner. He cannot believe the burnt-into-his-retina image, but oh well.

But then he comes face to face with a mirror of himself. With hazel eyes. Instinctively, Harry lifts his wand, no spell or magic, nothing in mind. (It seems he underwent the Imperious thing that came over Bellatrix a minute ago, bliss utter bliss, empty mind).

The eyes widen, “H-”

the figure topples over. Petrificus totalus taking it's perfect effect, Moody steps up the dias. And promptly casts the same spell a dozen or so times it seems, taking Bellatrix out first (not that there was much to take out at the moment), following close with Lucius (who for some bizarre reason, had gone still as a statue, thus not getting any more statue-like as he simply falls forward. Harry hopes the nose breaks.) Moody misses the third and fourth times with the respective Death Eaters (Harry has to guess by the scuffle and apparition pops, apparently they can do that inside the chamber. What a joke of magical security.) In hindsight, the wards must have already broken during the battle. The other Order members get most of them, he thinks, not turning back to look. Moody finishes up with Sirius, for good measure, it seems, judging by the satisfaction in the auror's jaded eyes. (The ministry needs to be urgently convinced of Sirius’ innocence, he briefly registers)

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Hermione is lying in the hospital bed next to him. The curtains on the bed left of him are drawn, he numbly guesses it's Ron.

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I need your opinion on how to pursue this. Give me future plots, any character you'd like given focus/have any quality, give me anything I'll accept it for thinking through. Please.

I literally have no idea about any plot. None. It's the imperius bliss ~no thoughts head empty~ for me.

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yandere-writer-momo · 1 month

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Yandere Short Stories:

Play Pretend

Yandere Past Stalker x Fem Reader

TW: unsettling themes, manipulation, stalking (mentioned), yandere behavior, and drugging

Sizzle. Snap. Pop.

The sounds of eggs frying on a pan filled (your name)’s ears while she sat at the mahogany kitchen table. No matter how many times her husband made her breakfast, she couldn’t quite get used to it… (your name) couldn’t help but feel as if there was something horribly amiss.

A little voice often cried in the corners of her mind that this beautiful man was not her husband. That he was an imposter. Yet she couldn’t understand the voice… this man had to be her husband!

Desiderio was there by her side the moment she opened her eyes when she woke up from her coma. She recalled how his large hands held hers while fat tears rolled down his cheeks. That man clung to her like a lifeline, his lips fervently pressed against the top of her head the moment her eyes fluttered open.

And here she was today! In their house that still felt foreign to her despite the two months that had rolled by… a foreign home with no tv nor a radio. A home full of books, plants, and even six photo albums of her. Yet there weren’t many pictures of the two of them together... Desiderio was an incredibly passionate man when it came to her. (Your name) had no doubt this man worshipped the ground she walked on.

(Your name) jumped when a neatly prepared plate was placed in front of her. Desiderio’s chocolate eyes scanned her face with a frown before he smiled brightly.

“Cara mia, you’re lost in thought again.” Desiderio took a seat beside her, large hand now wrapped around hers. His dark eyes filled with concern. “You’ll get a headache if you think too hard about everything… how about you try some eggs? I prepared them just the way you like them!”

(Your name) smiled at her husband who gently pushed the plate closer to her. “Aren’t you going to eat too, darling?”

The large man shivered at the nickname, a dark blush now on his cheeks. “Yes… but I worry more about you. You’re still so weak.”

Desiderio pressed a kiss on the top of her head before he made his way over to fetch himself a plate.

(Your name) raised a brow at the slightly unsavory taste of the eggs. How odd… had her husband used a new kind of seasoning?

(Your name) continued to much away, blissfully unaware of the twisted smile on Desidedio’s face. The brunette’s hands shook as he tried to keep his breathing calm.

Desiderio had loved this beautiful woman since university nearly a decade ago. He knew they were destined to be together from a single glance and Desiderio would have done anything to make sure that happened…

(Your name) was like a fairy tale princess who was kind to everyone, even someone like him. Desiderio was a loser back then. A nerd with little social skills and a scrawny body, he was half the man his brother was… all his life he was compared to his perfect brother. All because he wasn’t athletic.

Desiderio always yearned for (your name) and her affection. It wasn’t fair that his older brother was the one who swooped her up. His cold, neglectful brother who had the emotional capacity of a rock.

It wasn’t fair! Sirius knew Desiderio loved (your name)! Sirius had everything growing up. The family business, the looks, the love of their parents, the money, everything. So why did Sirius get the girl too?

What could (your name) possibly see in Sirius? Sirius was dull and uninteresting, he was only handsome and the heir to a multi-generational company. He had no other redeeming traits! Desiderio was far more romantic and he always left her loving notes in the locker! Was his heartfelt emotion not enough for (your name)?

Desiderio went into a deep depression when the love of his life married Sirius. He threw himself into medical school and painstakingly climbed up the ladder until he made it to the position of medical director. Desiderio worked out until sweat would puddle at his feet, he grew out his black hair, and he became a beloved member of society to try to forget (your name).

It was pure luck (your name) had gotten hit by that car and ended up in a coma at his hospital. It was destiny that her workaholic husband ignored the frantic calls of the nurses and that he only left his last name down as her emergency contact. It was simply too easy to slip his fingers into the sweet honey pot he had always wanted…

And it was even better that she had amnesia. Now Desiderio could mold her in the way that was always intended… as his wife. There would never be a day where she’d feel unloved or neglected. She’d be pampered and endlessly doted on like the princess she was!

(Your name) let out a cute yawn as she stretched her arms above her head. The sweet sight snapped Desiderio from his musings. Goodness she was so precious… and she was all his.

Desiderio slithered forward to wrap his arms around her shoulders with a smirk.

“Cara mia, it seems you’re still sleepy. How about I carry you back to bed?” Desiderio pressed a tender kiss to her temple. The softest of smiles on his plump lips. “We can lay on each other’s arms for a while longer.”

“You’re always so sweet…” (your name) nuzzled her head into Desiderio’s shoulder as the man gave her a bright smile. “I don’t know where I’d be without my darling husband.”

“You’d just be cold and lonely.” Desiderio would play pretend until the very end.

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iamnmbr3 · 4 months

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Snape puts them all on stretchers - even Sirius. Despite all the reasons he has to hate Sirius - the bullying he suffered at his hands as a child, the time Sirius almost got him killed, the fact that Sirius has just stated he doesn’t regret that incident, the fact that at this point Snape believes that Sirius was responsible for Lily’s death - he still treats him with dignity and care (which also contrasts sharply with the disregard Sirius showed Snape when he was unconscious.)

And despite all Snape’s nastiness towards Harry and his friends he is gentle with them as well. I just find it fascinating how Snape’s best side is always hidden. This little redeeming moment of honor and gentleness occurs when he believes himself unobserved.

#Snape #severus snape #Harry Potter #hp reread #my post

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ihatehomework · 2 months

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yall i miss jily😭😭😭 not like its gone but like the marauders used to be so happy sunshine gryffindor vibes. but also i feel like we collectively all forget how much james potter HATED slytherin. idk i also think that yes death eaters were humans BUT they also killed so many people like are we forgetting that barty crouch jr literally tortured alice and frank longbottom he is at fault for neville growing up without his parents😭 i genuinely think that people forget that evan, barty etc. actually killed people and killed people who were probably friends with the marauders. ik that everyone deserves a second chance but seriously???? do you actually think that the rosiers were good people and didn't hate and discriminate against muggleborns??? NOT EVERYONE HAS A TRAGIC BACKSTORY IDK SOME OF THEM ARE JUST EVIL. the way everyone defends evan rosier (love his character but i have beef with the way he gets away with being a death eater later on) but snape, who i absolutely detest, hate and think should have died earlier, who also actually did something that was not evil in his lifetime, is the most hated marauders character like????? and the black sisters???? yes love a complex female character but are we seriously trying to redeem bellatrix? do we not remember WHAT SHE SCARED ON HERMIONE LIKE WHAT. and love the newer marauders fandom but everyones so emo and depressed this is supposed to be FUN. also the characters feel so ooc. everytime i see casanova remus lupin im like 'huh thats supposed to be sirius and james???' love remus but my boy aint rizzing anyone up hes a shy af introvert. and jegulus is so cute but remember that james is #no.1slytherinhater and he was absolutely smitten with lily evans FROM THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. REMEMBER WHEN JILY WAS THE BACKBONE OF THE MARAUDERS? like they ate fr. this became a whole ass paragraph damn i did not know i had so much to say about this. i can lowkey already sniff the comments or thoughts saying 'oh let us have our fun its just a story' im not stopping you this is just my opinion. 'oh none of this is actually proven' please give me a break😭🙏 like most of the source material goes against the fandoms perception of the marauders. 'fuck jkr we'll do what we want' youve basically just made 10 million ocs and give them names of characters like im eating up all the marauders content but genuinely can we go back to the happier times??

#marauders #jily #just my opinion #marauders fandom #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #bellatrix lestrange #black sisters #harry potter #pro jily #james x lily #analysis #kinda #i just really miss the old happy marauders

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teaforthotxxx · 6 months

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Thinking of Wolfstar and how I sound like a freak trying to explain how

This

Became this

Like I would love to explain how around 2014, there was a sudden rise and resurrection second coming of christ our lord saviour Wolfstar. And, we fancasted so hard that almost 10 years later, we’re still stuck on this. And how most of the hp queer fandom started to latch onto these characters cause there was no other representation and these two started it all.

In the wake of she-who-shall-not-be-named spitting in our trans brothers and sisters’ faces, more of the hp fandom has retreated to the Marauders Era (a completely fanon lore with POCs and Queer people). That somehow this fanon non-profit lore had a better understanding of the world than canon and redeemed Slytherins by showing how inter-generational trauma affected them. By showing us that Bellatrix Lestrange was only a pawn in the Black family’s game. That Narcissa and Regulus were only doing what they had to do to survive. Sirius’ madness was not just for eccentric reasons.

This fandom highlighted the treatment of house elves. Talked about slavery. Talked about Queen Dame Lily EVANS’ childhood!! She wasn’t just a plot device to redeem Severus Snape. She was the muggle voice in the group. She was the witch that was outcasted by her muggle sister because she believed in magic. She was minority in two worlds. She was the Marauders’ friend. She wasn’t a prude or a damsel to be saved. She wasn’t just Harry’s mother. She was one of the brightest witches of her time. Harry inherited her WIT, her perseverance, her defiance, her pride, unrelenting nature. Harry Potter inherited more than her eyes. He inherited her ability to thrive in the face of trauma.

Joanne could have never given this to us. I don’t think any one person could give us this. This was a collection of rewritten lore from people who loved the universe it created but wished to be seen. And, I love my sometimes problematic and inconsistent little fandom.

How do I not sound insane doing this?

#marauders era #hp fic #harry potter #james potter #marauders #jegulus #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #sirius black #severus snape #wolfstar #lily evans #anti jk rowling #hp fancast #regulus black #quillkiller #most noble house of black

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ravenclawloverofseverussnape · 11 days

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Things that Snape fans know and for which I hardly criticize.

Snape was a bastard to everyone, not only to his students but also to other members of the Order of the Phoenix (except Albus and Voldemort).

He should never have been a teacher but should have gone to therapy but away from Hogwarts and Spinner Ends.

He shouldn't have said Mudblood to Lily in her worst memory (although Lily is not saved there either, since she almost laughs at Severus in his worst moment).

He shouldn't have let himself be manipulated into joining the Death Eaters (good thing he redeemed himself).

I do not excuse his behavior, I recognize it but I do not usually criticize him because we all know his defects, I focus more on those who do not see defects in other characters (like Lily Evans, Remus, James, Sirius, and I have not criticized Peter because We already know what he did)

#pro snape #anti marauders #anti lily evans

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impishtubist · 1 year

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Listen. Receiving some Sirius & Harry headcanons in my inbox wouldn’t fix me, but it sure as hell would make me smile 🥺🥺🥺

#remus slander is also welcome #you can shit on the malfoys too #but those are easy targets #ooooooh also prongsfoot would make me smile #wolfstar too but you have to redeem remus first #make him give a shit about harry and sirius

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veryinnovative · 1 month

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and what if i drop the first 1.4k wc quarter?half?1/3rd? of the jirgin chronicles ino prequel fic. mild nsfw (it's the build-up) (james has dirty thoughts and dirty talks) (he is obsessed with regulus) special thanks to my hivemind members @sommerregenjuniluft @messymoony

James’ head is buzzing.

He’s only had one drink if the cheap, bottom-shelf beer that tastes like a water-vinegar concoction can be described as such. One drink and a touch of Regulus Black, the latter being far more inebriating than their fraternity’s beverage selection (half of which has been purchased using a masterfully falsified ID made by none other Barty Crouch Jr).

Just twenty minutes ago, Regulus had agreed to body shots. The fraternity adaptation of body shots, that is. An assessment of resilience if anything, the type where it’s required you lick the salt off from between crevices that aren’t a conventional part of the intoxicative process. Nothing remotely sexy about it.

But Regulus had done so without complaint, not even a hint of disgust. He had climbed on top of James—who had been waiting while sprawled across the table, almost hard in anticipation—bent down and licked the salt straight out of his armpit before allowing James to spit the shot of tequila into his mouth. Spit, with a capital S, because Regulus had swallowed with terribly arousing indifference and even licked away a droplet that had dribbled down James’ chin.

James has had felt attraction before. But in his twenty years of living, no one has ever done it like Regulus Black.

Regulus Black from the upper crust echelons who undoubtedly attended family-hosted dinner parties where all old-money patricians gathered for an evening doused in extravagant splendor. That same Regulus Black who showed up to their haphazardly organized party dressed like a Y2K model—a cropped, sinfully tight-fitted shirt clinging to his chest and a pair of jeans that hung dangerously low on his hips. Barty’s clothes, no denying it. Sirius had let out an elated laugh when he showed up and confessed how proud he was of his little brother resembling a slutty college-dropout replication of himself.

Although Sirius managed the gone-rogue family disappointment look with remarkable ease, Regulus could never quite embody it convincingly, especially when he fit perfectly into the mold of any director’s ideal casting for a Dark Academia movie.

This, somehow, made him even hotter in James’ eyes. The prodigy, the Black family’s pride, the apple of Walburga’s eye… Walking around in a crowded living room with the remnants of James Potter’s saliva in his mouth.

He will die if he doesn’t make out with Regulus tonight. Or maybe Sirius will kill him for not finally making his move. According to him, “Regulus is only coming to these parties because of you, James. Honestly, fuck you. Fuck everyone! My brother does coke with his stupid best friend and has eyes for mine. Actually, you can all go to hell—”

The thing is, James is quite experienced in the making-out department, but terribly lacking in all other areas of physical intimacy. According to his friends, he’s a good kisser. A terrific one, even. Though other than kissing and being handsy, James hasn’t really done anything else. And boy, is he terrified of disappointed Regulus out of all people.

Worst of all, he’s ruined him for all others. Just three months ago, James tried making out with someone as a means of practice. It had lasted for two solid minutes before Kingsley pulled back and confessed James kissed with the enthusiasm of a bingo host.

In any other circumstance, James would have fought to redeem himself. But in the moment, he just ruefully sighed and confessed how head-over-heels he is for Regulus. Amused and ever eager for some juicy deets, Kingsley promptly ordered another round of drinks and encouraged James to share every tantalizing detail. The mood shifted from amusement to subdued shock when James revealed that he had been attempting to extinguish his seven-year crush for a quite while, only for it to be kindled with every stolen glance because James out of all people didn’t know how to approach him.

“Shit, that’s sorta pathetic,” Marlene had admitted, having eavesdropped the entire conversation. “I mean, really. Watching you eye-fuck was funny at first but now it’s just sad. Do something about it before we resort to seven minutes in heaven.”

And tonight is the night James does something about it in true Potter fashion: unplanned, flying by the seat of his pants—no, literally. He’s walking up the stairs without a smidgen of prudence, movements spurred on by want and want only. It’s the little horny creature wedged between his brain hemispheres that compels him to open the bathroom door, with none of his conscience at present to moderate his actions.

The handle slams against the wall and Regulus, in front of the mirror and no longer trying to fix the smudge of charcoal eyeliner, jolts in place at the loud sound of impact.

No going back now.

Regulus blinks at him, a little befuddled, then at the door, and then back at him.

“Your bathroom door’s lock is broken,” he mentions, and, oh, James is a goner for the smooth timber of Regulus’ voice. He swallows, mouth cotton-parched, and can only focus on the memory feel of Regulus’ tongue touching his skin just moments prior.

Especially now, bathed in the fluorescent lighting of the white-tiled room. His hair is properly disheveled, milky skin on wide display—bare arms, the flat of his stomach, hipbones jutted out above the edge of his jeans. James zeroes in on the dark dusting of hair leading down his belly button, disappearing behind the stupid, stupid denim.

He needs it off. All of it, actually.

“—James.”

And that’s Regulus voice, imbued with a sense of dominance—some other Black family inherent trait, probably.

“Hm?” James hums, finally looking up to meet his gaze, only for his eyes to drop down to Regulus’ bare stomach again. He wants to stick his tongue in his belly button.

“The door,” Regulus repeats himself, now frowning.

Oh, right. The door is open. They can’t have that. So, James enters the bathroom and closes the door behind him.

Regulus, wholly unimpressed, arches an eyebrow at him. Yet, James can discern the flicker of amusement in his eyes. That’s no mistake there, especially when Regulus makes no move to stop him or send him out when James slowly shuffles forward, closing the gap between them. Even as he towers over him, almost cornering him into the wall, Regulus does nothing else other than tip his chin and look at him. Put on that infuriating tone when he whispers and asks, “Need something?”

James needs. Oh, he fucking needs. His grip around the countertop’s edge tightens.

Only a breadth away, he can finally closely study Regulus. His lashes are thick, long enough to touch his eyebrows when he’s forced to look up at James like this. The skin around his nose and cheeks is dappled with freckles, barely recognizable in the early Spring. But James has seen them during the Summer when they sneaked off to lake houses or hitch-hiked to the beach, the merry lot of them. Has seen much more too. Regulus’ swimming shorts wet and rucked up, revealing the soft, milky inside of his thigh. The high arch of his sole, the lovely curve of his calf. James couldn’t care less about feet, hates it when Sirius toes off his boots around them, but would fall to his knees to look at Regulus’ toes and their crescent-shaped nails.

He would fall to his knees for him. For anything. Fuck, he would do it now. He will—

“—suck it,” James whispers, bringing his introspection finally to life. “Let me suck it.”

Right off the bat, unapologetic in every manner of speaking, a blemish on the rind of all his household-taught courtly philosophies. All coherent thought ejects James’ skull the moment he’s left alone in four walls and Regulus’ company, leaving him nothing short of painfully aroused and with the rabid animalistic desire to consume—

“It,” Regulus repeats him, drawing James from his reverie. He’s confused for a second… before a look of knowing crosses his eyes. Regulus knows. James fucking knows he does. Still, he holds onto a pretense of ignorance, giving a little cocky, sideways tilt of his head. A loose curl falls into his eyes and—James has never wanted to chew on hair this bad.

His hand reaches down to cup Regulus between his thighs, right over his jeans.

“Let me suck it.” James steps forward, gently pressing their bodies together, moving Regulus up against the wall while his hand remains nestled there. He almost preens at the sound of his soft gasp. “Let me suck your cock.”

#jegulus fics #ino microfic tag!#<- its not gna be a microfic when finished lmao #I GOT WORK TMRW BUT I NEEDED 2 WRITE SMTH....#the body shots idea i had a month ago nd i could finally fit it here...

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sophsicle · 3 months

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I may be the literal last person to get this but is the title of choices partially inspired by the “I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices” line

nah not really, it's more based on the first few lines which I wrote before I had a title, and those lines were kind of inspired by just the general fandom discourse around Regulus and whether or not he was redeemable (and therefore whether or not Jegulus was like, morally sound as a ship i guess)

this idea that the difference between whether we see someone as worthy of redemption can come down to whether we see their actions as choices or mistakes, and ultimately my belief that it's kind of a pointless debate, there's no real answer, what's a choice and what's a mistake is so subjective, and you see throughout the fic how James loses sight of what he used to think was very black and white (like if you go back to the first chapter where he confidently writes Regulus off as a bad person). ultimately you just decide whether you want to forgive someone or redeem them, it's not something inherently true about them

a mistake for one person (James) through someone else's eyes is a choice (i.e. Lily, Mary, Sirius)

#soph rambles #choices #sorry you did not ask for this

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