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Jily Wolfstar newsies au?

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"We've all got both light and dark inside us, Reg." Sirius whispered, clinging to the last hope that his brother could be pulled back from the crashing waves of their parents' expectations, that he won't crumble. "What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are." He watched as his brother's eyes went dark, tears falling as Regulus nodded. Sirius knew in that moment that there was no saving him. When it came down to sink or swim, Regulus already had his head beneath the water.

"A good person." Regulus muttered to himself, there was a hand wrapped around his ankle as he felt the water seep into the toe of his shoe. He looked up to the sky, a crack in the cave revealing the brightest star. "A very good person who bad things have happened to."

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Something about Regulus cutting Narcissa a lock of his hair. He never told her why. She was the only person he had left, the only one who would remember him the way he wanted to be remembered.

Something about the potion that burned as it went down, the water crashing against his ankles as he fought against the pull of the inferi. They dragged and tugged but he had to finish. He had to give his final order.

Something about Narcissa knowing that Regulus didn't just die, he died for a reason. The lock of hair scorching a hole in the drawer of her dresser. The paper would release the obituary next week, Sirius deserved better than a front page.

Something about her writing the letter she never wanted to write, the letter Sirius never wanted to read. Something about her kissing the ribbon the lock was tied with, placing it in the envelope and telling the owl who to find.

Something about the colour of the ribbon being the same blue Regulus adored so much, the blue Sirius remembers him wanting his room to be painted, the blue of the water that eventually took him, the same blue of the tears that were cried as Sirius read the letter.

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I love seeing unhinged badass dorcas imagine my luck seeing this beauty in the middle of writing my killer au

crazy meets crazier

“It’s full of people like you, Dorcas. Like me, too. People who made the mistake to put their soul, love, their whole being into something fleeting.

People will leave, people will die, but Voldemort will be forever.

Your friend, Crouch, has found a new purpose in the Dark Lord. Join us, Dorcas.

“Are you done?”

“After me, only Voldemort will come for you.”

“Let him. In the mean time, say hi to Reggie for me.”

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1994

Remus shook his head. “You didn’t do it.” He whispered. It sounded like a statement, but it was truly a question. Part of him needed Sirius to say it, to say that he had been framed, for Remus to truly believe him.

“No.” 

“But- The evidence.”

“It was wrong.” Sirius took another sip. “I had lied. The evidence was what I made it.”

“Peter.”

“It was for James’ safety.”

Always for James.

Sirius sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. We were balls deep in war. I didn’t know who to trust.”

Remus lowered his gaze. “You trusted Peter.”

“I never expected him to do that.”

“Why? Because he wasn’t a monster?” Remus said, acid seeping into his tone.

“He was more of a monster than I could ever convince myself you were. I see that now.”

“But you didn’t then.”

“No.”

“And now they’re dead.” “I know.”

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I have been working on this one for the longest time and I'm so glad I finally have enough to start posting it. As a history and politics student I adore finding out how people lived and how they were effected by the governments they lived under. I thought it would be fun to combine that with my love for the marauders characters. So I present to you my Section 28 political activist au.

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Sirius walked up to Remus’ windowsill, the one by the library, climbing up with a cigarette perched between his lips. 

“Got a light?” He asked, removing the cigarette and placing it under Remus’ nose.

He huffed at him with a smile. “Surprised you’ve got your own fags, which poor sod did you diddle those out of?” Remus pulled the box of matches out of his pocket, striking one against the wall and offering it to Sirius.

Refusing to just take the match out of Remus’ hand, Sirius leant forward, inhaling as the cigarette lit itself on the fire. It stirred something in Remus’ stomach, something he had been ignoring for a very long while now. 

Was he in love with Sirius? Perhaps. Was he willing to admit it? Absolutely not.

Sirius took a deep breath and sighed. “I still can’t believe you carry around fucking matches, get a zippo for fucks sake.” Remus scoffed, Sirius laughed. “I really need to learn how to do that thing where you click and fire appears. Would be so much easier than nicking matches off of you.”

Remus looked at Sirius with a smirk on his face, raising his hand in the middle of them and clicking. A flame arose between his finger and his thumb, Sirius rolled his eyes. 

“Of course you can do that, why am I not surprised? All hail Moony and his sultry fire magic.” He whispered, still staring at the fire between the two. “Why the fuck do you carry around matches then?”

He chuckled. “Why don’t you?” He reached into his pocket and fished out the box of matches, handing them to Sirius with a small smile. “Have 'em, you seem to need them more than I do.”

Sirius took them, passing the box between his hands, opening and closing it with a smile on his face. He took another toke of his cigarette.

“I actually needed to talk to you, you know? I didn’t just come here to abuse the fact that you have access to fire and I don’t.”

Remus huffed a laugh. “Give me one of yours and I’ll listen.” Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed, he handed Remus a cigarette nonetheless. “Moony, it’s serious.”

“Oh shit. You said the word without making a name joke.” He leant across the windowsill from where he was sitting and felt Sirius’ forehead. “You don’t have a temperature, mind you.” He laughed, Sirius’ face was strained. “Oh you’re no fun. Spit it out then.”

Sirius took a deep breath, shaking his head slightly as he looked up at Remus. “I’m queer, Remus.”

Remus froze, staring at Sirius he could see the panic settling in. Yet, he didn’t know what to say. “Merlin, say something, Moony. Don’t look at me like I’m- like I’m some sort of monster- 

Sirius stopped then, shaking his head as he backtracked. “Shit. I didn’t mean it like that.-

“Sirius. Calm down.” Remus whispered. Sirius took a deep breath, calming himself before turning back to Remus. Holding Sirius’ gaze, Remus smiled softly. “Does James know?”

He shook his head. “I had to tell you first.”

Remus’ brow furrowed. “Why me?” He asked. “You tell James everything.”

“Two reasons.” He sighed. “You’re more accepting than he is. James preaches love and everything, but you see how he is with things he doesn’t like. Namely the Slytherins, or anything to do with them. Doesn’t really give two flying fucks who they are, as soon as the tie is green he’s gone. The only excuse he has is my hatred for them, but nothing really beyond that.”  Sirius shook his head. "I can't lose him over this, Remus, it would hurt too much."

Remus nodded. “You think he wouldn’t like it? He loves you, Padfoot, you’re his brother.” He took Sirius’ hand in his own, the weight of it against his palm felt right, he pushed the feeling down. “There is nothing on earth that could change that.” 

Sirius looked up at him with a teary eyed smile and nodded, sniffing as a laugh fell from his mouth. “There's- um- another reason.”

Remus nodded again, prompting him to speak. “Why did it have to be me, Pads?”

“Because I think I love you.” He whispered. “I’m sorry, if this makes us weird, if it ends our friendship. But I couldn't carry on, just pretending there was nothing there, Merlin knows I tried-

Remus leant forward at that, the sentence that had tumbled from Sirius’ racing mind and out of his mouth being all the confirmation he had needed. He closed the gap between them, chapped lips on soft. Sirius gasped against Remus’ lips, smiling as it sunk in. The two pulled apart, Remus smiled.

“I think I love you too.”

It was the beginning. The beginning of a love story for the ages. Until this moment, Remus had seen his anchor in his friends, in their pranks and their antics and their games. But they were growing older, smarter. Feelings were complex and relationships were developing.

Remus’ anchor had shifted, his ship had sailed further down the river and landed at a new mooring. Sirius held his hand on that windowsill that evening and Remus had known. He was his tether to the human world, he was all he needed. They had kissed again, the stars now high in the sky. Remus laughed into it, knowing full well that the only star he would ever gaze upon was the one right in front of him.

#marauders #dead gay wizards #fanfic #remus loves sirius #wolfstar #sirius black x remus lupin #marauders fluff #one shot #harry potter #fluff #drabble #moonage___daydream ao3

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dorlene serial killer au xoxo

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About half an hour later there was a knock on the door. Narcissa pushed it open once she had been allowed entry, and sighed at the sight before her.

“I remember walking in on Andi doing this exact same thing.” She huffed a laugh, “She was decidedly more battered, truth be told, but it’s a familiar scene nonetheless.”

“I’m leaving. Tonight is the night, Narcissa.” Regulus stood, attempting to close his trunk and failing due to it being full to the brim.

Narcissa sighed, “Here, let me.” She sat on the top of the trunk, allowing Regulus to clasp it whilst her weight held it down.

“Did you do that for Andi, too?”

She smiled, shaking her head, “No. I begged her to stay.”

Regulus froze, “Why? She almost died. I saw her face, Cissa, we all saw her face. What they had done to her that night.”

“Mhmm, that was the first and last time our parents had raised their hands, or their wands, for that matter. It was mostly verbal in my home. Reminders of our insecurities, how we’d never quite be good enough.”

Regulus shook his head in confusion, “So why did you beg her to stay?”

“Why did you beg Sirius to stay?” She whispered, “your brother may be right, I am one for self-preservation. But I haven’t been given much of a choice in any other direction. The night Andi left was the night my world collapsed. I didn’t have one of her best friends to fall in love with and rescue me. I had the Malfoy marriage.”

“But you can get out soon enough, surely? Emmeline is waiting for you.”

Narcissa laughed sadly, “I think I’ll be here a little while longer, Regulus. You’re leaving, there’ll be enough fall out from that for them to lose me too. You are the heir of house Black, the last remaining one at that. I am the Malfoys’ last hope for a continued bloodline. Losing us both is too risky, too much of a fuss.”

Regulus sighed, putting the last of his things in the pockets attached to the side of his trunk, “You’ll get out one day, I promise.”

She nodded, “I really hope so, Reg.” She stood from the trunk and dusted off her skirts, “Now. Are you eating before you go?”

“I’m not leaving until later, about nine. I want to cook though. James’ kitchen is a bit shit compared with ours. I want to say goodbye to it.” 

Narcissa let out a giggle, “It can’t be that bad, the Potters are wealthy enough.”

“Oh yes, the kitchen at the manor is incredible. But James’ flat? Absolutely not.”

She thought for a moment, “Why don’t you two live in the manor?”

“I wouldn’t make him go back there, not until he’s ready. He found them, Cissa, he was the one who found them dead that morning.”

“I see. Well, one day he may be strong enough. That day, he shall have you at his side to ensure it.”

He nodded, “I’m never leaving his side again.” 

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He felt his head go under the water.

Regulus had researched drowning of course, the cave had a lake. When you drown, you don’t feel the moment the tide finally takes you. The water fills your lungs, replacing the air with the water, the good with the bad. Eventually, the lack of oxygen causes you to fall unconscious. You die quickly after, but the worst of it is over, the pain is gone. Regulus waited for that; he waited for the peace to take over. There was no fight. No thrashing. No screaming. Not anymore. He felt the hands drag him further and further down, and he let them. His head got lighter and lighter, his mind quieter and quieter. His body fell limp. His last thought was of his brother.

Regulus Black didn’t feel the moment his heart stopped beating, it simply did, returning to its place in the sky.

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stop this is absolutely insane i love it so much

the black cousins

all the hidden meanings!

colors:

red is the color of sirius’ shirt, narcissa’s lips and regulus’ pocket handkerchief. red represents how they rebelled against their family (sirius ran away and was openly against their morals, narcissa lied to voldemort and basically helped defeating him w her words, regulus turned against voldemort at the last moment, dying for his cause)

narcissa and andromeda are the only ones not wearing black, and they’re the only survivors in this picture.

clothes and accessories:

andromeda is wearing a white dress that resembles a bride’s dress, because she ran away to marry ted. her and sirius’s clothes are also less restricting than regulus and narcissa’s, because unlike their younger siblings they got their freedom.

andromeda, like her cousins, is wearing silver jewelry, aside from a gold ring (her engagement ring), and with her hand she’s covering a family pendant (she chose love over her family). regulus is wearing a pin that looks like salazar’s locket.

poses and such:

andromeda isn’t looking at the camera because she was the first to “look away from her family”, and sirius is looking at her because he would soon follow in her footsteps (andy also has a hand on his shoulder to further represent her influence on him). similarly, bellatrix (who is the only one smiling) is keeping an hand on narcissa so she wouldn’t leave. narcissa has a hand clenched in a fist, covered by her left, (as a way to hide her defiance).

ok i think this is all but i’m not sure lmao xx

hope you like it ^^

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30th of October 1981

Dear Diary,

It’s going to happen. I know it, Lily knows it. We don’t have the energy to do it anymore, to fight it. I will fight it, fight him, obviously, but we just want it to end. I want to wake up tomorrow and have everything be okay. Be in the manor again, giving Harry the childhood he deserves. Lily would paint all day, or make potions, and I’d join a quidditch team, maybe even play for England, that was the dream before the war got bad. It would be mundane, and calm. All I wanted was a simple life really.

Oh well, maybe in the next one.

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As James opened the front door on that fateful halloween his eyes met Peter’s. 

They were those same eyes that had twinkled brightly the first time they had met, all those years ago when he had taken the house next to James and knocked on the door, excited that someone his age finally lived nearby.

They were those same eyes that were watering as their parents waved them off for the first time, back in ‘71. The eyes that James had wiped as he led them to a carriage and sat down with the two people who would complete them.

They were those same eyes that had crinkled in laughter throughout school, telling jokes freely and happily. The same eyes that would roll when James told a bad one, or when Sirius said something stupid. The same eyes that would look over to Remus in their mutual mock annoyance, the one James and SIrius were never truly a part of, something just for them.

They were those same eyes that watched Lily walk down the aisle, that gazed down at their son, James’ son, as he cradled him in his arms the week they had been allowed to leave the hospital.

They were those same eyes, but now there was nothing behind them. Peter shook his head, stepping aside as another figure walked up the gravel path of Grodric’s Hollow. Peter dropped his gaze to the floor and muttered.

“I’m sorry, Prongs.”

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Regulus rolled over, his nose almost bumping against James. There was a breath against his face, a slight chuckle that signalled to him that James had finally woken up. He leant in for a kiss, smiling into it and humming,

“Morning, love.”

James shut his eyes for a moment more, his brow furrowing as he thought for a moment, “What time is it?” He asked, voice laced with morning grog.

Regulus chuckled slightly, turning to see the clock before facing James once more, “Almost half eight, why?”

Before Regulus could register what was happening, James sat bolt upright on the bed, a gasp falling from his mouth, “I’ve never slept in this late in my life! I’ve missed a chunk of the morning!” He turned to Regulus before pointing at him, “This is your fault!” 

Regulus stuttered, “What? How is this my fault? That makes no sense, Jamie.” James shook his head, huffing as he pulled on a pair of jeans, “I sleep better with you there. I sleep longer.”

Resting his chin on his hands, Regulus smiled, “That’s not necessarily a bad thing, James.”

James froze, head turning slowly to Regulus, face split in a grin, “No. Perhaps it’s not.”

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“Reg? What is this?” James looked confused, scared. Regulus wanted to kiss that look off of his face, to make everything better.

“I- Um- Happy birthday James.” 

James blushed, a deep crimson colour, “Oh, thank you Regulus.”

He started to walk away, “James, wait!”

Turning around, James locked eyes with Regulus, “What do you want Reg, why did you ask me here?” He whispered, pain clear in his eyes.

“I got you something, it's only small, but I thought you’d appreciate this.”

Regulus placed the box into James’ hand. Opening it slowly, James’ eyes filled with tears.

“Is this- did you- I-

“It’s from the game, your last one. I thought you’d like a keepsake. Best captain to walk these hallowed halls deserves the winning snitch, right?” He chuckled softly, enthralled by James. The boy standing in front of him had gone silent. He was rolling the snitch in his hands, much in the same way Regulus had just days before. Tears were falling freely down his face, he looked up.

“Why?”

“Because you deserve it Jamie,” he said, the old nickname slipping out, “also, to say goodbye. You’re leaving soon, and I won’t bother you anymore. It's a birthday present, granted, but it’s also an apology. A shitty one, but one nonetheless. An apology for everything, for the deception and the lies and the secrecy. For falling for you so hard that I could barely breathe. You became my entire life, and I threw it away. For that I am truly sorry.”

Here it was, the moment everything would go to shit. James would yell, cry, get his anger out. Regulus would be alone, unlove-

“I don’t want this to be goodbye.”

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James is the first queen album and any song with a good May solo in it. Sirius is from Queen II in 1974 to Jazz in 1978, with the exception of News of the World 1977 obviously being Remus. Remus is from The Game in 1980 to The Works in 1984. Peter is post live aid 1985, stopping at Innuendo in 1991. Anything released after Freddie dying in 91 Sirius refuses to listen to because it makes him emotional, Remus adores because it means they can live on, Peter doesn't really care for because he likes the 80s bops, and James is dead so he doesn't have the facilities to care.

#the marauders era #marauders #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew #music #queen #headcanon #harry potter headcanon #dead gay wizards

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After six years apart, Narcissa finally reaches out to Emmeline, a thing she has wanted to do since 1973. What she was not expecting, however, was for Emmeline to write back:

My Daffodil,

I never thought I’d hear from you again. Opening your letter was the highlight of my week, and reading it simply made it better. I have missed you so dearly as well, I often find myself reminiscing on the times we would run through the hallways hand in hand, those stupid heeled shoes you would always wear getting caught on the cobblestones.

I know you were unable to join me, that the timing wasn’t right with what happened to your sister, but I hope now at least we can rekindle. Maybe in the near future, maybe in the distant. It does not matter how long I have to wait for you Narcissa, because knowing you still long for me as I do you puts my heart into a type of freeze. It can not love another knowing you will once more be in my arms. 

Please remain safe, sending letters is a dangerous business, especially letters like these from a woman of your status. But also do know, if you were to want an out, I have a spare room. Better yet, I have a spare side of the bed.

I never doubted you bought into it, I said many things I regret when we last spoke. Please know I never thought of you like I think of them. It was a necessity, basic survival. I understand that now more than I did at seventeen. Please forgive me for the harsh words I used.

I long for you my love, for every moment I breathe I wish it were air in which we shared.

Ever your love,

Emmeline.

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