#regulus tattoos his star

[sebbianas]

tattoo artist regulus black and james potter who wanted his first ever tattoo ended up saying “anything you want to draw really” because he was too mesmerized by regulus to use his brain

#jegulus #regulus tattoos his star #and gives his number

[touchlikethesun]

so james’ tattoos are obvs the antlers along his v-line, matching with sirius’ flower v-line tats, his gryffindor quidditch jersey number on his bicep, and then constellations across his chest for sirius and reg. regulus has stars tattooed around his moles, on his collarbone, arms, and back, all in slightly different styles, since some have been done by different artists and some have been done by his friends. he also has a sun over his heart with long rays reaching out across his body.

#open to other ppl’s ideas but personally i love this #saw a post like this for wolfstar (last reblog) and wanted to give my hcs for jegulus #i love tattoo headcanons #also if it needed more explanation #james isn’t super attached to his tattoos he got them for jokes (the antlers) and to make sirius and reg feel appreciated (constellations) #like he likes them but he was also fine not having tattoos #for regulus it’s actually therapy #the first tattoo he got was one sirius gave him with his personal tattoo kit #a star drawn around one of the moles and it was something they did as part of their reconciliation and bonding #and from then on reg would get a star tattoo around a mole to remind him of a friend or of a good memory #and a lot of the tattoos would actually be done by his friends barty and evan and pandora and eventually people like andy and cissa #so the quality varies #but the emotion is already real #and then he spent months designing the sun tattoo with james #james would help draw the stencil so not only is it a symbol of james but it’s his actual artwork as well #and everytime reg sees it he’s reminded how much james loves him and the effort and care he’s always happy to give #sorry brb crying #james potter #regulus black #marauders #jegulus

[ratwiththetats]

James getting little star nail stickers so he can be close to Regulus at all times.

#Reg applys them for him #specifically on his left pinkie nail #it’s cause they hold pinkies #a ring is simply not enough his star must also be there #he also most definitely has some rab related tattoos but his eyes need easy access #<-and it just became part of their weekly routine #this is not at all becaue i’ve been getting star stickers on my nails #james potter #regulus black #jegulus

[my-castles-crumbling]

ink - unofficial jegulus microfic - thanks, @emlovessid

Regulus was not one to get tattoos.

That was Sirius, who was so covered in them that his body was more ink than not at this point. He marked his body with anything that suited his fancy- moons and stars and runes and doodles. And it looked good on him.

But Regulus's skin stayed unmarked. Unblemished. He wasn't against tattoos, per se, he just never found anything important enough to mark on his skin.

Until James.

And when Sirius asked, as he sometimes did, if Regulus wanted to go with him to his next tattoo appointment, his curiosity piqued.

-

"You can't....overreact. Okay?" Regulus murmured to James when he changed that evening.

Because he'd kept it as a surprise.

He wasn't scared that James would be mad. No, he was just a bit worried that James would be so excited that he wouldn't be able to contain himself.

"What's that, love?" James asked distractedly, looking over the edge of the book he was reading.

And Regulus slowly pulled his shirt over his head and inched the waistband of his jeans down.

JFP

It was small, the size of a knut, and a stark black against white skin.

James froze, mouth agape, eyes locking with his own initials, tattooed right in the dip of Regulus's hip bone.

"Fuck," James whispered reverently, tossing the book aside.

Turns out James was not able to contain himself, but Regulus didn't mind.

#marauders #harry potter #marauders era #fanfic #regulus black kinnie #jegulus #harry potter marauders #marauders fandom #the marauders era #marauders fic #the marauders #regulus black #regulus arcturus black #james x regulus #regulus deserved better #james loves regulus #james fleamont potter #james potter

[starchaserwrites]

@jegulus-microfic / february 16: tear / word count: 724 cw: needles

Bets are James' speciality, so it comes as a big surprise when the Stars don't win the Stanley Cup Final. The thing is, now Remus and Sirius have to decide where on his body James will have to get his first piercing ever, and to say he's nervous is an understatement. That's how the three of them end up in the waiting room of a tattoo and piercing shop with an appointment for him to get his belly button pierced. 

James is a generally daring and risk-taking person, not that he's terrified of needles but he does feel a little uneasy knowing that in a couple of minutes one will be piercing his skin. Despite having informed himself about the risks and having taken all the precautions beforehand (cleaning the area well, making sure he has the right anatomy for the jewel and wearing a cropped shirt to avoid friction afterwards), he still can't help the thin layer of cold sweat that is building up on his neck.

"Relax, Prongs, you're in good hands," Remus says, patting him on the back. Oh, and the other detail that makes him the least bit uncomfortable is that his ex is the one doing the piercing, isn't that funny? James knows Regulus will do a phenomenal job, he's been doing this for almost eight years so it should be effortless.

They were a couple when they were 16 and 17 respectively, and it's not that they had a bad break-up or completely lost touch, it was just the right person at the wrong time given their respective family circumstances. So if James is nervous about being at the younger man's mercy six years after they broke up, no one can blame him.  

"James, you can come in," Pandora tells him from the reception desk.

The thing about Regulus is that every time James sees him, he looks more beautiful than the last. This time the new snake tattoo circling his entire left forearm in red ink is messing with his mind exquisitely, and when he finally turns around subtly smiling James is gone.

"Look who we have here, James Potter. To be honest, I never thought I'd see you here," he says in the soft, slow voice he reserves for him. "So, belly button piercing, Sirius told me about the challenge. Poor you."

All James can do is nod and chuckle slightly, shocked by the sparkle on his ex's tongue when he speaks. Everything that happens after Regulus asks him to select a piece of jewellery he likes and to lie down on the stretcher happens in slow motion. Regulus putting on a new pair of latex gloves, Regulus sanitising the area where he's going to pierce, Regulus marking where the piercing will be, Regulus tearing off the envelope that holds the sterile needle... James doesn't know much about the world of piercings, but he doesn't think Regulus should be straddling his legs during the process. 

Of course he won't be making any complaints. 

The light on Regulus's tongue appears again as he says something he can't quite process.

"... understood? Oh, no, James tell me you're not about to faint," he says with a hint of concern.

"No, I'm fine, I swear!" he hurries to say. "But can I hold on to your thigh while you do it?" 

"Sure you can," he replies with a smirk.

That's how James doesn't even notice the moment the jewel is installed in his navel, concentrating on the way the tattooed man frowns in concentration.

"You're all set." is all the piercer says but there's no sign that he'll be getting off him any time soon.

The new piercing being forgotten and in a moment of courage, James intertwines both index fingers in the silver eyed man's trouser belt.

"Got something to do after work?" and the question is all it takes for Regulus to lean in and kiss him deeply but slowly. A tongue piercing shouldn't make him feel this good.

"I've got the whole afternoon available if it means continuing to see you in that crop top." he murmurs against his lips then bites down slightly on the bottom one. 

In short, he lost a bet, won the scolding of his best friends for taking so long and got his right person back at the right time this time.

#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders #jegulus microfic #len writes

[emlovessid]

@jegulus-microfic september 29, permanent, 126 words

“Last chance to back out. It’s permanent, you know?” his tattoo artist says with a smirk.

“I bloody hope so,” James laughs.

They make small talk while he works, his fingers light against James’ arm. James watches in excitement as each individual star brings the constellation to life.

“This for someone in particular?”

“What makes you say that?”

“You just have a look in your eye. You’d be surprised how many people get tattoos for a significant other, and even more surprised by how many come back to get them covered up.”

“Well, I can promise I won’t be back for a cover up,” James smiles, kissing the inside of the wrist not holding the tattoo gun.

“I bloody hope not,” Regulus says with a laugh.

#something about them getting tattoos for each other that makes me feral #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #jegulus fic #marauders #sometimes i write things

[stereotypicalswiftie]

Tattoos I think the marauders era characters would get

James: Sad star and happy star! he would get Sirius and Reg to hand draw them, Reg would try over and over to make it perfect but it would still turn out wonky. James doesn’t mind, he loves it all the same

Sirius: moon phase tattoo on his spine. He would get it as a surprise for remus, he wouldn’t even tell him about it afterwards. Remus only finds out once he has Sirius bent over…

Regulus: Sun tattoo on his lower back. Right where James likes to place his hand when they’re walking together. Of course the tattoo only makes James do it more often which was the intended result, even if regulus would never admit it

Barty and Evan: Rings. They both didn’t like the idea of a wedding band. It was too easy to lose, they wanted something permanent, and what’s more permanent than being etched into each other’s skin?

Lily: a lamb!! It was a joke that mary had started when lily was pregnant. Whenever she spoke to her bump, she always referred to the baby as her little lamb, a reference to the nursery rhyme both lily and mary loved as children. Even after harry was born,mary only referred to him as such. Lily’s tattoo was a tribute to her lover and her son

James (pt 2): water lily!! Sirius and James made a bet, loser had to get a drawing of harry’s tattooed. James lost (of course), and harry drew a picture of water lilies cuz they had the same name as his mum

Barty and Evan (pt 2): bite mark tats. Thats it.

Remus: Sirius’s kiss mark on his hip. Sirius had kissed him, he loved the mark so much he kept asking Sirius to redo it daily. Eventually when his birthday comes around, Sirius books him an appointment so they can find a more permanent solution. Its remus’s only tattoo but he couldn’t imagine getting one he loved more

#marauders #the marauders #sirius black #james potter #regulus black #remus lupin #lily evans #starchaser #sunseeker #wolfstar #rosekiller #jegulus #marylily #marauders tattoos

[starslovechasers]

ceilings by lizzy mcalpine

Some nights, James Potter can’t sleep. It’s okay though, because he has Regulus. 

He stares at Regulus’ freckles, covering his pale cheeks like stars. Some nights, he can’t resist reaching out and tracing them with his finger tip. Regulus is a pretty heavy sleeper, which is good because he doesn’t like to be woken up. But some nights, like tonight, he does. 

‘Potter.’ 

‘Black.’ James teases. 

Regulus grumbles quietly. James loves it. 

‘Why are you touching me while I sleep?’ 

James cringes. 

‘Why must you make it sound so perverted?’ 

‘Because it is.’ Regulus answers with a sigh. He opens his eyes and looks at James. God he's beautiful. His tired eyes make James melt, expectedly. There isn’t much about Regulus that doesn’t make James melt.

He’s enamoured. Completely. Always has been, always will be. 

Regulus sleepily places his hand on James' bare chest. His finger traces the little R.A.B an inch under James’ collarbone. Regulus’ own J.F.P sits in the same spot on his own chest. 

‘I still can’t believe you made us get muggle tattoos.’ Regulus mumbles, his voice thick with sleep. 

‘I did not make you do anything. I told you I showed you mine, you insisted I help you get a matching one.’ James rolls his eyes. 

‘Technicalities.’ Regulus closes his eyes again. He drops his hand and shuffles closer to James. He leans his head against James’ chest with a contentful sigh. 

James placed his chin on top of Regulus’ head, not before giving his boyfriend’s forehead a quick kiss. 

‘Go to sleep with me.’

‘But I don’t want to, I just want to look at you.’ 

‘James.’

‘Regulus.’ 

‘Go to sleep with me before I have to go back to my own common room in a couple hours.’ 

James resists the urge to whine.

‘I wish you could stay here with me forever.’ 

‘You know I can’t.’ 

‘Do I?’ 

Regulus pulls back, he opens his eyes again. He looked up at James sadly, his thumb reaches out to wipe a stray tear away from James' eye. 

‘I’m sorry James. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.’  

‘What do you mean?’ James whispers, the lines around Regulus becoming more blurry with each moment. 

‘I wish everything didn’t have to change. I wish I was strong enough to make the better choice for you.’

‘What are you talking about?’

‘You know what I’m talking about.’ 

James took Regulus’ wrist, he pressed a soft kiss to it. 

‘Look at it, James.’ Regulus looks so incredibly sad. James refuses to comply. 

‘James, just because you don’t look doesn’t mean it’s not there.’ 

‘Regulus please, don’t go. I’m not ready to lose you yet. I need more time.’ James couldn’t hold back the whimper this time.

‘I’m so sorry baby.’ Regulus’ voice cracks, his hand clasped James’ face. He rubs his thumb over his cheek. 

‘Come back to me.’ James pleads, he tried to take Regulus’ face into his hands but the moment he touched him, was the moment Regulus began to fade. 

‘I’m so sorry baby.’ Regulus disappeared in his hands. His lip quivered. 

All that was left was an empty bed, and the Slytherin scarf that once belonged to Regulus peeking out of the corner of the pillowcase. James was left alone with the memory of the boy he once loved and lost. 

It’s nights like these James Potter hates not being able to sleep. When not even Lily can save him from the nightmares that await him. When all he can think about is Regulus, and the memory of the mark that took his first love from him.  

#angst #one shot #harry potter #marauders #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #jegulus angst #marauders angst #im sorry #jegulus microfic

[crushofdoves]

speaking of devouring fics where sirius' gender has been trans-ed, do you have any recs?? i know some people don't like to recommend fics so feel free to ignore if that's your vibe!

yes, i do have recs for this! here are a few off the top of my head, in no particular order:

honey sweet by @vajazzly

explicit - ft. city boy sirus who is down bad for the beekeeper with horrible fashion sense (but he’s good with this hands)

gathering home by @quietlemonhush

explicit - sirius raising regulus & harry after literally burning down his family home, remus is reg’s teacher. heavy themes but overall very funny & sweet & tender.

suffer for the people - orphan account

remus is regulus’s camp counselor, has lil bit of a meltdown and asks for his brother who comes to visit to calm him down. feelings occur. sooo cute & comforting, very fluffy.

our destiny in the stars - orphan account

explicit - remus is insecure about his (plus size, disabled) body and decides to try online dating where matches can’t see what the other person looks like. he meets sirius (trans, a teacher) and they uh - hit it off. this fic makes me smile so damn big. it’s just - it’s a classic, i’ve read it a million times.

whatever words i say - orphan account

sirius can’t stop acting out and it’s stressing out the rest of his band, so lily hires remus to keep an eye on him. obviously, they fall in love. a sweet lil band au.

a fool and his money - orphan account

explicit - chronically ill remus is roommates with regulus, meets his rich older brother and agrees to an arrangement: pretend to date sirius, show up with him to events - in exchange for money. y’all can guess where this is going and it’s so good. love a good sugar daddy/fake dating fic.

abyss by @titstraction

explicit - highschool au, remus & sirius are both on the track team and can’t seem to the same page. this fic is - so good. it’s very much a comfort read for me, but there are some heavy themes and transphobic jokes. this fic will hurt your feelings but it will also make you giggle and kick your feet and scream into your pillow.

have time to grow by queer_and_trashy

explicit - queer professor & amateur poet remus meets trans professional poet sirius - they try to get their shit together. hot & sweet and just, deeply deeply gay.

the entire rock n’ pole verse by @jennandblitz and fivepips

explicit - ace rock climber remus meets genderfluid dancer (mainly pole) sirius. this ‘verse is huge, there’s literally millions of words of it and y’all - i’ve read all of it. incredible ace representation, and overall just very sweet and sappy. mild angst, but everyone is in love & has a happy ending so don’t worry!

living like we’re renegades - orphan account

explicit - cheerleader sirius + journalist remus = everything i’ve ever wanted. i loooove this sirius so much they’re so gender.

the prettiest star ‘verse by raging_queer

tattoo artist sirius meets single dad remus - actually, sirius meets his child, teddy. sweet bonding with teddy looking up to Elder Queer sirius. very fluffy and comforting.

staying strangers by 3amandcounting

the texting fic, my fave of all-time. genderfluid sirius & demisexual remus. if there is one fic out there that will just make you want to open a window and yell about it to the other townsfolk - it’s this one. idek how to explain it, it’s just - it’s perfect.

also most of my fic features trans sirius, my masterlist is pinned!

disclaimer: this list is non-exhaustive, i know i’ve forgotten some, and i will be updating this tomorrow when i’m not half-asleep. and y’all, please reply with your fave trans sirius fics bc i want to read them all!!

#gonna reblog this tomorrow and add all my fave trans remus fics too! #@mutuals if i forgot ur fic i’m so sorry i’m on my phone and don’t have my full bookmark list i LOVE u #please add ur own recs! #trans sirius black #fic recs #wolfstar #ALSO i’m sure some of these authors do have tumblrs i just don’t know their urls or whatever so lemme know if i need to update my tags

[sebbianas]

james potter with the leo constellation tattooed on his chest with the regulus star at the center of his heart

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black

[onehundredflamingos]

@jegulus-microfic

29+30 / permanent+draw / 208 words

“Regulus, did you draw this?” James asked, holding up a cocktail napkin he had found in Regulus’ pocket while he was doing laundry.

It was a sketch of a lion with large stag antlers on either side of its head, the stars making up the Leo constellation dotting its body.

“Hm?” Regulus asked, looking up from the book he was reading. “Oh, yeah, just a doodle while I was waiting for Barty the other night.” He shrugged before turning back to his book.

James looked at the drawing once more before shoving it into his pocket and racing out the door. When he came back home a few hours later, he showed Regulus the exact same drawing, only this time it was against his flesh, taped beneath some plastic film.

“Are you kidding me, James?” Regulus said, peeking at the tattoo. It was an exact replica of his drawing, only colored in a water color style, the stars a black contrast against the rainbow ink of the animals. “You know this is permanent, don’t you?”

Regulus stared into his eyes, concern clouding them, as if James would ever regret his decision to get the tattoo.

“So are we,” was all James said, pressing a kiss to Regulus’ lips.

#jegulus microfic #jegulus #marauders era #james x regulus #marauders fanfiction #starchaser #soft jegulus

[dovrt]

There are five parts to this story. Five people. Like the points of a star. Five stories. Four families. Five very, very traumatized kids. Though they weren't just kids at the end of it, that's how they started.

Regulus doesn't know when it all went wrong. When everything went to the dogs. Maybe it was when he begged Kreacher to leave without him. Maybe it was when he stepped into the cave with a fake locket in hand. Maybe it was when the Dark lord asked for Kreacher specifically. Maybe it was when he got the mark burned on his arm, more of a brand than a tattoo. Maybe it was when James Potter left and all the light seemed to leave his world. Maybe it was when his brother left their home. Maybe it was before that, when they were just kids. Maybe his tragedy was written far before he was born.

Whatever the reason. He was the first to die. Certainly not the last.

So he should be the narrator. It's something poetic, he thinks. The dead watching over the living. He was the first to go and like idiots, his friends followed.

The first time Regulus Black met Evan and Pandora Rosier, he was four. Sirius was five and disruptive already. He could never sit still. Evan and Pandora could.

And though four year old Regulus held his brother in the highest regard, he also wished for peace and quiet sometimes. He was also a rule following little shit. So if his mother said he had to get to know the children of other pureblood families, that is what he intended to do.

Regulus was fascinated by Evan and Pandora the first time he met them. There was just some other-worldly quality to them. As if they hadn't been meant to live on Earth at all.

And though they shared the same features with the rest of their family- meticulously styles blond hair and blue eyes, they didn't look like they quite belonged there either.

Evan Rosier had always been an enigma, someone entirely impossible to miss even if one was trying. And believe him, at first, Regulus tried. If Pandora was the rose, Evan was the bush. Guarded, prickly, but once he opened up, there was no telling when he would shut up.

Regulus grew fond of his annoying rants about any and every topic.

They never did talk about their parents. that was a forbidden topic. What happened in a family stayed in a family. No matter how close the Rosiers and the Blacks were, no matter if they were actually related.

Evan saw the marks on Regulus' pale skin. Regulus saw Evan flinch when his father raised his voice. Pandora saw Regulus shrink into the corner. Regulus saw her dissociate when it all got too much.

Pandora Rosier, named after a tragedy. She had told him the myth behind her name the first time they met. It felt jarring having a four year old casually say something so tragic without blinking. Regulus grew to like her queer habits, her strange stories and her ways.

Like Regulus, their paths were set in stone. Evan would grow and have to take over from his father. He would be betrothed and marry whichever pureblood his parents chose for him.

Regulus found cracks in his acts sometimes. His father did too. Little flinches, little frowns and scowls. He never spoke up, never said anything, but made it abundantly clear he never wanted any of that.

Pandora would have to marry some pureblood as well. The best suitor their parents could find, anyone that could strengthen their ties and keep their blood pure. She had suggested getting married to Regulus once as a joke and the three of them laughed all afternoon long.

Regulus knew he wasn't normal by the time he was seven or eight. When his eyes lingered on the boys his age at the balls. He would sail though the room with Pandora in his arms, trying his best not to step on her toes as they danced. But his eyes would seek out others. Even Evan at a point (they laughed about it later when they got older).

Regulus had known about the Dark Lord far before he stepped foot into Hogwarts. The wizard was like a dark shadow over him and his family. But merely a shadow, or so Regulus thought when he was younger. A boogey man in the shadows parents told children about to scare them into obedience.

As such, before he was eleven, Regulus had only known one type of people. The ones like his family. Pureblood, racist, rich assholes his brother despised so much.

It had been made abundantly clear to him that he wasn't his brother and he should never even try to be. After the disappointment of him getting sorted into Gryffindor, his parents had started to give up him.

Which still left Regulus in their clutches.

Regulus met Barty Crouch Jr in the line to get sorted. With their names so close in alphabetical order, they ended up right after one another.

But there was something that transcended their meeting. Something inevitable. Like two stars hurtling toward each other across the universe, finally exploding in a fiery supernova.

Barty Crouch jr was insane. That is the first impression Regulus remembered having of him. Even though he was a pureblood, Regulus had been told by his parents he was of the lesser kind. His father, a muggleborn sympathizer, which made him of the same category as the muggles. Filthy and disgusting.

Regulus tried to limit their interaction. But it was impossible to ignore Barty. Not because he had something profound to say or because he was magnetic. But simply because he talked a lot.

It was sometimes like he stole all the light in the room he walked into and put it over himself until there was nothing else to see but him. Until people had no choice but to look at him.

Regulus despised that about him at first. He and Evan gossiped under their covers about him in their first year after they had all been sorted together.

Just because they were all in one dorm did not necessarily mean they would have to be friends. So Regulus and Evan stuck together, with Pandora who would walk over from her Ravenclaw table over to their Slytherin one occasionally.

Barty tried to force his way into their little group, but they were pretty tight knit. Evan took his hatred for Barty Crouch jr as seriously as his father's for muggles.

Until one day when a girl sitting next to them laughed.

Regulus had first thought of Dorcas Meadowes as someone unimportant solely because she wasn't one of them, not from a pureblood family and not rich and certainly not a blood purist.

Sometimes, he thought he wouldn't be who he was if it wasn't for Dorcas Meadowes. She was witty and charming, quick to bite back and poke fun. She never took their insults to heart, going so far as to insult them back.

Pandora befriended her first. Then Evan who got dragged into it by his sister and then eventually, yes, even Regulus.

Barty Crouch jr was the first boy Regulus ever kissed. He promptly turned around and walked out of their dorm the moment they separated, his heart beating so fast in his chest he had thought it would fall out.

He hated Barty, like Evan did. Hated him because he did things like that, wrapped Regulus around his finger with pretty words and batting his eyelashes and then kissed him. He hated Barty because he pulled Regulus deeper and deeper into a hell Regulus knew he couldn't escape.

It was second year when Regulus first saw Barty with a bruise on his jaw that he wasn't bragging about. He was quiet, which was uncharted territory for Barty. And so, despite all his common sense telling him not to, Regulus became friends with Barty.

Dorcas never bought into the whole blood supremacy, her parents weren't like theirs. Regulus was so jealous of her, though he'd never admit that aloud. Dorcas didn't have to pledge her allegiance to the dark lord, never had to suffer through dinner with families like his, never had the fear that perforated every single inch of Regulus.

Regulus and Evan had to join. They had no other choice. It was allegiance or death. It caused the first rift between them and the girls. Barty, Regulus still thinks, just joined to defy his father. Or it might have something to do with the longing glances he shared with Evan, their silent beds at night, almost as if spells had been cast to keep eavesdroppers away, their clandestine meetings, their disshelved looks as they emerged from rooms alone.

In any case, knowing their story doesn't change the ending. Regulus still lost the love of his life. He still went against the dark lord. He still died. All for nothing.

The last time he saw Evan Rosier, he had a feeling his best friend knew. Evan kept the conversation going, bringing random topics as if desperate to keep Regulus talking to him, as if that could delay the inevitable, as if he could steal time to keep his best friend a little longer.

Regulus lingered in his doorway a moment longer than needed.

The last time he saw Pandora, he sobbed in her arms. He clung like she was the only constant in his life. He sobbed in her arms like she was who Sirius was supposed to be for him.

And she held him without complaint. She sobbed with him, begging him not to go.

Regulus did not linger in her doorway.

If there was anyone who could have convinced him not to do what he was planning to, it was her.

The last time he saw Dorcas, they had a fight. Regulus wanted to shake her by her shoulders. I'm going to die. He wanted to yell at her. I'm going to die, please don't let these be my last words to you. Please don't remember me like this.

Coward, she called him.

The word replayed in his head all the way to the cave.

I'm trying to be brave. He wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell James.

The last time he saw Barty, they got drunk. Just two kids, laughing and giggling among themselves. Regulus was tempted to tell him what he was going to do. He didn't.

He'd find out from the papers like the others.

Barty, eyes half lidded, that troublemaker smile on his face that Regulus had hated at first, sat back and pulled out a box from his pocket.

I'm going to ask him to marry me. He said. I don't care if the preacher doesn't marry us, I'll carve his heart out for Evan. I'll carve my own out for him.

Barty was just the sort of deranged who actually would.

Regulus lingered in his doorway, staring at a passed out Barty. He walked back in, kissed his hair, closed the ring box in his hand and put it back in his pocket before he left.

Barty didn't ask Evan to marry him. Not after Regulus never came back to them. Not after they both kept waiting for their star.

Dorcas wailed like Regulus had never heard her. She clutched her chest, her lover holding her like she could protect her from the evils of the world. And Dorcas collapsed in her arms.

And Regulus knew they were all broken far before that day.

Pandora didn't cry. She didn't laugh from that day on either.

Evan died next. A battle that too. Just the sort of dramatics Barty loved. Regulus watched it all play out.

Barty was too headstrong, too obsessed with going against his father, even if it meant being on opposite sides of the wand.

He was angry, so angry. He didn't know how Regulus died, or what he died doing. Maybe he thought Regulus died because of the other side. Whatever the reason, he took his anger out on others, on anyone not Death Eaters.

He was grinning one moment, using the Cruciatus curse on some ministry employee. He was laughing, oh gods, what had they come to?

He looked away, searching for the love of his life. Evan was halfway across the room, locked in a duel with Alastor Moody. Evan was a strong wizard, Barty knew, so he laughed when Evan blasted the guy's face, blowing nearly a chunk of his face off.

Moody had lost and eye, Barty was so proud of his lover, and Evan laughed as he looked at Barty.

Evan had a ring in his pocket now. Barty's was in a box full of Regulus' things. Maybe in another life, Evan could have asked him only for Barty to pull his ring out. They'd cry and laugh as they slid their rings on.

Instead, in the split second it took for Evan to look at Barty, in love, distracted, Moody sent a killing curse. It hit him straight in the chest. Evan was dead before the grin was wiped off Barty's face.

Dorcas died next. She never did talk to Barty ever again. Not when he came sobbing on her doorstep, on his knees. He lost everything. And so had she.

Marlene had just been killed the week before. Barty pleaded and begged, told her it was Peter Pettigrew who killed her. Dorcas did not believe him.

The Dark lord himself had to kill her.

And then there were two.

Pandora died soon after. Regulus was glad she at least got to have a husband, someone she loved. Her parents were dead, her brother also gone, and her best friends. All dead. She had a daughter, a small bundle of joy with hair so blond it was almost white and with the same curiosity in her eyes Pandora always had.

It was good. Until one day it wasn't.

And Barty was left alone, to wander for years. The only one left.

He didn't join them in the after life. But the Dementor kiss isn't what stole his soul. He had died far before his mortal body did.

He died when Regulus did. He died when Evan did. He died when Dorcas did. And he died when Pandora did. So when it was his time to leave. There was nothing left in him.

#marauders #regulus black #dead gay wizards #hogwarts #slytherin skittles #barty crouch junior #dorcas meadowes #pandora #evan rosier #jegulus #rosekiller #dorlene #james potter #starchaser #the marauders #sirius black

[solitaire-sol]

Daily Prongsfoot Thought 14

I firmly believe in Artist!James, based entirely on his little doodles in SWM and an obscure item from the Hogwarts Mystery mobile game. I see James hauling around a camera since at least halfway through their years at Hogwarts, determined to capture as much time with his best friends as possible, with an increasing number of them being just James and Sirius, or candid photos of Sirius, as time goes by.

I see him drawing on his friends, on Sirius most of all, because that pale, smooth skin is the best canvas (no other reason, obviously). Consider Sirius, just returned from another wonderful holiday with his family, or having received another Howler from his darling mother, or fresh from a bitter confrontation with Regulus in the halls, finding solace and soothing in the unbearable intimacy of lying shirtless in James' bed as James traces smooth lines of black ink over his shoulder-blades in the form of feathered wings. Sirius' first tattoos are inspired by this, based on art drawn by James, because he wants to keep some permanent fragment of that intimacy.

I see James not exactly advertising this aspect of himself to the general public, not sure if it meshes with his "James Potter, Quidditch Star" persona and wanting to keep his art as something for himself and the few he doesn't have to keep up appearances with. It's only natural that James' art is something he shares with Sirius as entirely as they share everything else, and Sirius loves that there's one more facet to James which no-one else has access to.

#prongsfoot #bambibelle #james x sirius #sirius x james #jirius #daily prongsfoot

[industrations]

Just realized that a lot of the tattoos Sirius has in fanart are similar to/inspired by the “my true north” tattoos (typically depicting the North Star) with some sort of Moon imagery. This is probably just because Of Sirius’s name, but I’m sobbing now because of the implications that his “moony” is his true north 🥹🥹🥹

Yes!!! Always always stars and moons for his love. I always liked the idea of someone’s true north its so lovely🥺 i know whenever i draw them it’s usually not really about sirius’ own name. He gets them for remus and regulus

#mail box

[fromagony]

i need more of ur brainrot about trans james pls

i love to talk abt trans james ughhhhh

he didn't cover his top surgery scars until he met regulus and after that he decided to cover them w star tattoos and regulus loves to trail his fingers on them and it means so much to james and in return regulus got his antler tattoo on his hip leading to his dick (like that one fanart we all saw & i can stop thinking abt it ugh)

at first he was avoiding physical contact and regulus noticed this, so he didn't touch james until he said it's ok and the first time he trailed his fingers on james' body he was mesmirezed by james' haunting beauty, he slowly put his hands both on james' shoulders and he slowly dragged them down until his touch meet w every muscle of james' upper body and james didn't waste any second and stared at regulus' face and tracking down every emotion until he couldn't take it and palmed regulus' face and kissed him with every fiber of his being until he make him fall on his bed and make out for the first time ever for HOURS damn i should write this

he loves to grab regulus by hair throat and pin him to the wall/bed/floor and any surface u can imagine he likes to have control over but regulus is also like that. but regulus learns to trust him and he was the first one to give control to the other and james was sooooo enthusiast w it he worships regulus' naked and tied body he licks kisses sucks every inch of his body, he trails his lips all over he gives him hickeys which regulus is going to later caress them w a smile on his face. james likes to own him until he trusts regulus enough to let him touch or giving control to reggie and even tho reg says it's ok to have control james i don't need it i'm glad w what we have etc but for james it's not about that, james wants someone in his life that he is trusting entirely and he wants to taste that kind of love without any boundaries and the first time he lets regulus eat him out he was nervous but also so sure of regulus at the same time and regulus mapped out james' whole body and he gently licked and tasted james' wetness and he kisses every part of his pussy so slow james felt like dying in the first two mins and when he wanted to guide regulus' head reg didn't let him he wanted to enjoy and take it slow and so slow that james was SWEATING the entire time lost in the desire cloud and james is slick w want he wants regulus to fuck him w his fingers and tongue he wants regulus to take him apart but it's also such a big deal for him so he just trusts regulus and lets him do anything he wants to james

#this was supposed to be smth filthy but it got out of hand real quick #james potter #regulus black #trans james agenda #jegulus #trans james #agon answers #chris tag

[lionmythflower]

evan rosier headcanons under the cut

Twins w pandora

He has a chinchilla (its name is dusty, barty helped name it)

He's rlly good friends w remus

In a book club w lily, remus,dorcas and regulus

He's Canadian

So he kinda had a very slight American accent

Sleeps and listens to music on long car rides

Knows Canadian French

Asexual

either gay or bi

Poc

has a tattoo of "bcjr" on his neck or shoulder (barty has a matching one of "Rosie")

Would love MARINA and Florence + the Machines

Was probably more of an ABBA fan then a queen fan

lily got him into music like ABBA and Remus got him into music like David Bowie

Would also love Arctic Monkey

Would love makeup

Has those star eyeliner stamps and he absolutely rocks them

Bigender (stole this hc from someone can't remember who at that moment)

probally goes by he/they pronouns

Pandora and Evan steal each other's clothes sm that they don't know who's is who's at this point

So ppl are like " wasn't pandora wearing that the other day?" and evan will be like "idk maybe?" And vise versa

Would love Greek mythology

Has heterochromia and his eyes are blue and green so he's is looking at u like 🔵_🟢 (O_O) (pandora also has eyes like that)

"you have heterophobia in ur eyes" "...you mean heterochromia?" "no" (barty and evan)

i feel like he would be able to play like 3 instruments and would love love love music sm

Has so. Many. Ear. Piercings.

Lace and fishnet gloves

RINGS

Evan, pandora, Dorcas, regulus, and Barty all wear rings and they all js like share rings

Would love fairy tale retellings

100% read song of Achilles and sobbed

His parents are like really that mean js very strict and they don't really give him enough privacy and it's suffocating

Has sensory overloads sometimes and he will just cling to Barty or Pandora bc they both make him feel safe when it's too much

Also has panic attacks

Says things like "I wanna kms" and ppl think he's joking but he's really not

Baggy clothes

layers his clothes a lot

had like three sweatshirts/sweaters that he LOVES

eating disorder (idk which one but he definitely has one)

Constantly has a headache

Is actually rlly su!sidal but he's only told like 2 ppl (probably Pandora and reg or barty)

Either never gets sick or gets sick every month (depends on the year)

Doesn't like talking abt his problems

Will not ask for help unless he has basically given up

Is rlly smart

He's like everything smart but doesn't really care abt math or science

That one kid who's reading and not paying attention the entire class and then gets an A on every test

He's parents don't really care about grades but he does and he gets really stressed abt grades

Would 100% be that person that you wouldn't think would be a feminist and then someone makes a rude comment abt women and he would go off on them

Very pretty

Always cold. Always

Would have loved all the movies that Millie Bobby Brown is in (Enola Holmes, and Damsel mainly)

Would love ppl doing his nails (even though he's good at doing it himself)

doc martins

Would have converse and would draw on them

Has so many books (both barty and evan rant to each other abt the books they read)

Would have adhd but more of the not able to focus side

He's nail polish is almost always chipped bc they pick at it w/o even realizing he's doing it

would have so many bracelets

Hates silence but hates loud noise even more

Had earbuds in 24/7

"Look at the moon! :0" no matter what phase the moon is in (does the same thing w the sky)

Would get sooo happy when ever he was in a place where u can clearly see the stars at night bc "omg look, you can see the stars! Their so pretty!!!"

They're so energetic but also so laid back

Pretty much all or nothing for everything (emotions, activities, relationship etc.)

Really good at drawing

normally types in all lowercase so he doesn't come off as intimating

Evan and pandora probably made fun of the pure blood stereotypes so much

(I've made by point abt this hc a lot but I'mma say it again) : Evan and regulus arguing over the pronouncing of different French words bc Evan is Canadian French and Regulus is European French lol

He's an introvert you can't tell me otherwise

Was almost put into ravenclaw bc he was arguing w the sorting hat and it was like "ok valid points, ur probably a ravenclaw" and then Evan told the hat to go fuck itself and it put him in Slytherin 💀

Definition of a keyboard smash idk how to explain it

Would have loved Pinterest

wow this is really long. I'mma make one of these for Peter later :)

#this is what i do instead of resting #Bc I'm sick rn #So I should be sleeping #But instead I'm making headcanons for the unappreciated and neglected characters in this fandom bc someone had to do it #evan rosier #marauders #slytherin skittles #rosekiller #evan rosier headcanon #headcanons #asexual evan rosier #asexual #biromantic #dead gay wizards #bigender #heterochromia #rosier twins #i am evan evan is me #evan rosier supremacy #Anyways hi if u read this far into the tags <3