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Coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade ball or cocktail party | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather
Loss | Remus Lupin x Reader
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Pairing: Remus Lupin x GN!Reader WC: 504 CW: talks of death (non descriptive), talks of grief, feelings of guilt, no use of Y/N. Author's Note: I lost someone that I grew up with today and I just needed somewhere to express myself. Summary: Remus is there for you while you mourn the lost of an old friend.
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Once you get off the phone you just stare at the wall, into nothingness.
When your mom called you, you just thought it was just to check in on you; catch up maybe gossip a little. The last thing you expected was her telling you that someone you grew up with was now dead. That someone you were close to at one point in time was now gone.
It's a strange feeling. Mourning someone you haven't seen or talked to in years. You felt guilty. Not only for being estranged from that person but for mourning them at all.
What right did you have to be sad that he's gone? You hadn't seen or talked to him in years, but at the same time you grew up with him. You had seen him almost everyday for years. You had spent birthdays, holidays and milestones together. Your families were once close. You were once a part of each other's family. He was family.
But now he's gone.
It feels weird when someone dies. It's weird to know that there's one less person in the world. When someone dies it's hard not to feel like the world got just a little bit smaller. The world feels different.
You didn't realize Remus was home until he was crouching in front of you with a worried look on his face, you also didn't realize you were crying until you felt him softly brushing your tears from your face. When your eyes met his, you just sent him a weak smile through the tears that continued streaming down your face.
“What happened darling? Why are you crying?” Remus spoke so softly and quietly that if it hadn't been almost completely silent in your home you were sure you wouldn't have heard him at all.
You took a deep breath trying to ground yourself before speaking. “Mum called. She told me that someone I grew up with passed today.” You whispered feeling as if you said it louder than it would make it more real.
Remus just sighed pulling you into a hug softly running his hand up and down your back. You couldn't help but cry more. Remus always made you feel safe enough to be vulnerable around him, so you knew you could cry your eyes out without any judgment from him. You didn't have to be strong in front of him. You could just let your inner child out and them cry for their friend.
Remus held you for the rest of that night just listening to you cry and laugh as you told him stories about your friend. Sometimes you would laugh so much that for a second you would forget that he's gone, then after you would cry because you would remember that he's gone.
It was a long night to say the least and you knew it was going to be a hard few days but you knew it would be manageable as long as Remus was by your side. Which he always was.
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OH ok ok ok…
Can I maybe request a Pandora x shy!reader who has a crush on Pandora but obviously just admires from a distance; but Pandora Be Knowing (tm) - maybe Pandora just starts inserting herself into readers daily routine and readers like “?!?!?!” and Pandora’s like “!!🥰😇🤗!!”
Hope this is enough? You can message me if you want more 😉 xx
Universes Mistake | Pandora Rosier x Reader
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Pairing: Pandora Rosier x Fem!Shy!Reader WC: 2,431 CW: Use of Y/N, kinda hints of more social anxiety and awkwardness than shy (??), Reader gets anxious and overthinks. Author's Note: My first request damn😮💨 I'm sorry it's taken so long I’ve just had like no motivation? it kinda looks like that been kinda going around rn tho? idk maybe somethings in the air lol. I really hope you like it tho. Summary: You've liked Pandora for years but with you being painfully shy you just like her from a distance but Pandoras not having that.
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The first thing you did every time you walked into one of the few classes that you shared with her was look for her.
She was just so amazing that you couldn't help but like her.. a lot. She was always so sweet to the people that were important to her. She was always so happy, so lively, she just seemed so carefree. Always laughing and smiling.
Merlin, that smile. What you wouldn't do to have her smile at you.
You’ve liked her since second year.
You were sitting under a tree by The Black Lake reading, you were almost completely lost in your book but then your attention was stolen when you heard talking and laughing.
Walking past you was Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr, Dorcas Meadowes, Evan Rosier and her, Pandora Rosier.
They didn't notice you but you noticed them.
You remember when you heard her laugh the first time, how it made your heart speed up, how your hands got all clammy, how you felt the heat crawling up your face. How you felt like you couldn't breathe.
You were captivated.
You started to notice her everywhere, classes, halls, the library, it felt like she had consumed your life in the best way possible.
You had always been the shy type, finding it hard to talk to people, making friends, you would get embarrassed easier than you probably should, you'd get easily nervous so you had always just kept to yourself, you were alone. That's how you liked it.. or at least that's what you told yourself.
So you were fine with the fact that she didn't notice you. You were happy and content with existing in the same space as her.
When you walked into Divination you noticed she wasn't there yet. You tried not to let yourself feel disappointed so you decided that in the meantime you would just take your normal seat in the back and get ready for class while letting yourself hope in the back of your mind that you'll see her at some point.
You were so focussed on getting ready for class and you didn't notice that someone had sat at the chair across from you until you heard her. “Hello, Y/N.” Your movements froze at the sound of her voice as if you were just hit with the ‘Glacius’ charm. You slowly looked up, trying to control your breathing.
Social interactions, talking to people made you quite nervous but most of the time it was manageable. Talking to Pandora though? That was something you would have never even considered.
You were content with just seeing her, from a distance that is.
“Um, H-hello Pandora?” You internally cringed when you stuttered and your sentence came out more like a question instead of just a normal greeting.
But Pandora just smiled at you, not in a teasing way but in a way that had you get butterflies in your stomach, a way that made your heart skip a beat.
To your relief before the conversation could continue the professor started class and for the next hour and a half you were sitting next to Pandora Rosier trying not to completely freak out or embarrass yourself.
When the class was dismissed you were out of there within seconds. You had never packed up and left a class so fast before. You were rushing to your next class trying to put distance between you and Pandora.
It's not that you didn't want to talk to her, it was just you didn't know how to talk to her.
How do you just talk to the girl that you’ve basically been in love with for years? How do you talk to someone that just made your heart melt by saying ‘Hello’ to you?
How do you talk to someone that makes you want to give her your everything just to hear your name fall off her lips again?
The rest of the day you were distracted by the thoughts of Pandora. You had shared classes with her for years. Why all the sudden did she sit with you? Why did she suddenly talk to you? Maybe she was just being nice? She was a nice person. That was one of the things you loved about her. It just never seemed like she knew you existed, let alone knew your name.
It had been a few days since Pandora had talked to you. She hadn't tried talking to you since.. admittedly it might have something to do with the fact that you didn't share many classes together and you might have also been actively avoiding her.. but who knows?
So that weekend you were in the library studying for a Charms test that was coming up. The library was quite empty since most people were off at Hogsmeade, you never went unless necessary which wasn't often. You liked how empty the castle was on Hogsmeade weekends. It was nice to just calm down for a while.
Especially because you had been spending the better part of the week running around trying to avoid Pandora.
At this point though you were willing to put the whole thing behind you. Just forget about it, move on, act like it never happened. Just chalk it up to a mistake made by the universe, something that would never happen again.
The universe didn't seem to appreciate your thought of it making a mistake because it was apparently wishful thinking to assume it wouldn't happen again.
Your head snapped up at the sudden sound of a chair being dragged on the floor. Across the table from you was Pandora, she sat across from you silently reading a book. She had a faint smile on her face but she seemed focused on her book.
You silently took a deep breath internally debating if you should leave or not.
You were there first. She didn't make it seem like she wanted you to leave. Maybe she wanted your company? Why else would she sit with you? Especially when there were so many empty tables.
You made the choice to stay and keep studying. Neither of you said a word the whole time you were there. You would look at her every so often but she did seem to move at all.
You hadn't realized how much time had passed until Pandora suddenly closed her book and stood up. You looked up at her surprised by her movements, based on the smile on her face you most likely looked as surprised as you felt. “It's dinner time. You should take a break and eat… Goodnight Y/N.” With that Pandora practically floated away, her smile never fading.
You felt your breath get caught in your throat. You mind started to race a bit. Why did she sit with you almost all day? What was her sudden interest in you?
You started to feel a headache creep into the back of your head, because of that you decided to take her advice. To eat dinner and then just go to bed. Once again you just wanted to brush today off as a mistake made by the universe.
Well apparently the universe really likes proving you wrong because the weeks following that day you and Pandora found yourselves in an unspoken schedule.
After classes you would sit at your normal table in the back of the library and start to study then Pandora would sit with you reading or working in silence till it was time for dinner, she always said the same thing by the end. ‘It's dinner time. You should take a break and eat.’ then she would wish you a goodnight and walk away.
You got used to having Pandora around. You stated to grow comfortable around her. You like being around her. You started to become comfortable with your routine.
Today was different though you only knew that when you grew closer to your table and you saw Pandora already there. In the few weeks you two had sat together you had always gotten there first. Pandora would usually follow after about ten minutes, today she beat you there.
Slowly and hesitantly you walked to the table trying to calm your anxiety. As you got closer to the table you notice that Pandora didn’t have her school bag with her but a picnic basket.
“Hello Y/N. I know normally we sit here but I was wondering if you were interested in going on a little adventure with me.” Her voice was as soft as silk and fuck that smile. She could get you to do anything with that smile.
So who were you to deny her?
You silently agreed with a nod of your head not trusting your voice. After she had gotten the picnic basket in one hand she slowly reached for your arm with her other as if asking you if it was okay, you once again nodded in agreement. Pandora linked your arms together with a smile on her face and then she led you out of the castle.
You two silently walked together arm and arm toward The Forbidden Forest. You started to slow your walking when you realized where she was leading you to, you sent her a questioning look. “We'll be fine, I promise. You'll like where we're going.”
A big part of you trusted Pandora more than you'd like to admit, but you couldn't help but be hesitant. You never went into The Forbidden Forest. You had heard the horrible stories rumors of past students that had ventured off into the forest and the beasts that resided in it.
The idea of going in scared the hell out of you but with a simple squeeze of your arm and that damn smile you started to happily follow her in.
As you walked into the forest you realized it wasn't as terrifying as people made it out to be. It was actually quite beautiful in its own way the farther you walked in. Sure it was dark and sometimes the shadows would play tricks on your mind but having Pandora help more than you thought it would.
She somehow managed to calm and spike your anxiety all at the same time.
Eventually she led you to a small clearing surrounded by fireflies, trees, small hills and a lake with grass and flowers covering the floor. Close by there was something that appeared to be a wooden arch, you felt your eyes widen when you noticed what was laying under the arch.
There were two unicorns lying next to each other, they seemed to be sleeping. It was a unicorn den and it was breathtaking.
While you were distracted by the beauty of the clearing and the shock of the unicorns Pandora had managed to set up a little picnic. There were small sandwiches, fruits and candies. She was already sitting down on the picnic blanket patting the spot next to her to have you join her.
You silently sat down next to her, your thoughts consuming you. You didn't want your overthinking to ruin this moment but you couldn't help it.
You had followed her into the ‘dangerous’ Forbidden Forest blindly. You had let her come into your life more than you thought you ever would. You had started to grow comfortable with her. Why was she doing this? Part of you was scared it was just a sick and twisted prank, but the rational side of you knew better Pandora wasn't that type of person, she wouldn't do that to someone (unless that someone deserved it). You just had to know why.
“Pandora? Can I ask you something?” For a moment you thought that your voice was too quiet for her to hear but it seems you were wrong since Pandora turned to give you all her attention with a small nod to let you know she was listening.
It took all your courage to start talking, to not back down. “Why the sudden interest in me? We've shared classes for years now and I didn’t even know you knew my name until you sat with me in Divination. I'm just confused.”
Pandora looked away for a moment as if she was processing your words. “I've always known who you were, Y/N. I also know how shy you are, I never wanted to make you uncomfortable. So I was waiting for the perfect moment to introduce myself.. but I realized that there's no such thing as the perfect moment.”
You couldn't help but be skeptical about her answer, it made no sense to you. What was the need for a ‘perfect moment’? “Why would you need a ‘perfect moment’ just to try to be my friend?”
A small smile spread across Pandora's face while a soft chuckle fell from her lips. She looked at you with those beautiful eyes, honesty with a hint of amusement lingered in them.
“Who said I wanted to be your friend?” Before you could completely process what she meant her hand cupped the side of your face while her thumb crested your cheek softly. “I don't want to be just your friend, Y/N. I want to hold your hand, to take you on dates, I want to spoil you rotten and I really want to kiss you.”
To say you were stunned by her answer was an understatement. You could faintly hear your heart in your ears while a shiver ran down your back.
This felt like a dream. You had dreamt about this, more times than you could count. The only way you knew this was real was because you could still feel her hand on your cheek. You could feel how soft her hand was, how warm it was against your cold skin. It felt perfect.
You two felt perfect.
Pandora was eccentric, lively and so free. You tend to keep to yourself, you're quiet and observant. You balanced each other out.
You don't know what came over you but before you could talk yourself out of it you softly pressed your lips to Pandoras'. Your heart started to race as your lips met hers. A wave of warmth washed over you as you relished in the feeling of Pandora's soft lips.
You drew back slightly, and you felt your breath catch in your throat, your cheeks felt hot. As you look into Pandora's eyes, you saw a beautiful mixture of sweetness and love in them.
She smiled at you and pulled you in for another kiss as soft and perfect as the last one.
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Jason Todd would not be silent during sex. I know in my heart that man is vocal. He's on top? He's in your ear, breathing heavy and saying how good you feel. You on top? That man would lean back, moan and say you're doing so well riding his big fat cock
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"She's my religion" is so awesome!! is rare to find a Lily's fic, specially this good. I'd love to read more about her ♡︎ (no pressure at all)
Aww thank you so much 😭🖤 I’m really proud of that one I want to write more for her and the other marauders era girls (especially Pandora) I just haven’t had any ideas yet If anyone has any ideas please request them🖤🖤
Draco: *wears a slightly lighter shade of black*
Blaise: I see you’re bursting out the spring colors.
*sigh*
Sometimes I get happy bc of a fanfic then remember I’m reading a fanfic
Every Step Of The Way | Regulus Black x Reader
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Pairing: Regulus Black x GN!Reader WC: 1,213 CW: heavy talks of depression, depressive episode, depressed reader, self invalidation, no use of Y/N. Author's Note: I've been having a hard time lately and I just needed a comfort fic, this is purely based off my own experience with depression and how I feel when I'm in a depressive episode. If you don't feel like me that's okay, mental health is different for everyone! Just remember you're so valid and so loved <3. Summary: You're just having a hard time but Regulus is always there for you.
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At some point your mind wasn't supposed to be your enemy anymore right? At some point the ‘teen angst’ was supposed to go away and you were supposed to be an adult with relatively healthy mental health right?
The crippling depression and anxiety was supposed to go away with puberty. At least that's what you'd been told, that things would get better and your mind wouldn't mess with you as much.That was what was supposed to happen, but when do things ever go as planned?
The only difference between now and your teen years was that you recognized the symptoms faster, you understood what was coming before it was fully there. Now every so often you can catch it, do things to make the bad thoughts go away or lessen, then other times… you would feel paralyzed.
The numbness would consume you, invite you in like an old friend, along with the loss of appeal to do anything. You didn't want to eat, drink, read, or listen to music.
You didn't want to do anything and sometimes without even realizing you would spent the whole day looking into nothingness.
Regulus would notice the mood change almost immediately. He would pick up on the sign and the overall change in your personality.
Not only would he notice because he was hyper aware of the behavioral changes around him (thank you Walburga. Sarcasm) but also because he dealt with the same feelings.
The emptiness and numbness of it all, it wasn't until Pandora explained it to him that he learned that those feelings were not exactly ‘normal’.
It was normal to be sad, to have a depressive episode here and there especially following a tragedy but it was the consistency that wasn't normal.
The feeling of emptiness that always felt like a shadow following you, the feeling of being the happiest you've ever been but still feeling that emptiness in the back of your head.
It was one of the things you both shared. Sometimes it wasn't a good thing. When both of you were in that state of mind it was hard to help each other, to be there for each other.
How could you stop someone from drowning if you're drowning yourself?
But other times it was a good thing. You knew each other's signs, you two could pick up on the signs before the other person even realized that they were slipping, sometimes. It gave you time to either try and stop it before it went too far or just get prepared.
This was one of those times Regulus knew he needed to prepare.
He had seen you starting to detach for about a day now. Regulus knew this was going to be one of those episodes he couldn't stop, the kind where you were there physically but not mentally.
You just were floating through your days, you were on auto pilot almost the whole day; you weren't really listening, hardly responded and if you did it was short.
Regulus preparing for this meant doing a few things, taking a few days off work, letting Sirius, Pandora and Barty know that he wouldn't be really available so that he could focus solely on you. Making sure your favorite foods were home and ready to encourage you to eat, having some of your favorite movies, books, everything and anything accessible in case you were in the mood to do anything or if you just wanted to try and distract yourself for a while.
It also meant mentally preparing himself to be understanding and patient since it wasn't exactly his strong suit but he'd do anything for you.
When an episode fully hits it isn't always you wake up and start to feel depressed. Sometimes you would be fine most of the day and then suddenly you were hit with a wave of nothingness.
Most of the time nothing would trigger it, nothing would happen, your brain would just decide that it was time to be sad, to be numb, you guessed.
“Mon Amore, would you like to eat something? You can have anything you want.” Regulus touched the side of your face and brought you out of your head. You just shook your head not really looking at him. “No, thank you.” You whisper.
He just nodded and sat next to you. He knew when to pick his battles and since you ate that morning he knew this shouldn't be the hill he dies on.
The rest of the night was spent mostly silence with a few words exchanged here and there, Regulus was there ready and willing to do whatever you needed him to do to make you feel better.
He got you to eat a little eventually and you shared a shower with him. He had helped you wash yourself since you didn't have any motivation or energy to do so.
By the end of the night you were both cuddled up in bed while Regulus ran his hand up and down your back just to let you know he was there.
He liked when you knew he was there, he felt like it helped even just a little, especially to make you feel a little less alone.
Eventually you broke the silence with a sight. “I'm sorry.” You felt regulus's hand stop moving, he stayed silent for a moment.
“Why are you apologizing? You haven't done anything.” By the sound of his voice you knew he was frowning, he knew exactly why you were apologizing but a part of him was hoping, praying, that he was wrong.
“For being this way. You shouldn't have to deal with this. We're not kids anymore, I should be over these feelings by now.”
Regulus sat up, making you sit up in the process, reaching over to the lamp on the bedside table turning the light on. “Do you choose to feel this way? Do you make the conscious decision to feel like this?” Regulus was looking you in the eyes with raised eyebrows waiting for a response.
“Not necessarily, but-”
“Exactly, you don't. You can't control your emotions. You didn't ask to feel this way nor do you choose to. There's no point in apologizing for something that you have no control over. Your brain is amazing and beautiful but sometimes it isn't the nicest to you and that's okay. Do you know why? Because even if your brain is mean sometimes it still makes you who you are and you're so amazing, mon cœur. We’ll take care of this together like we always do. It's going to be hard sometimes but it is not impossible, and I'll always be here with you every step of the way, because I love you more than anything, tu es ma raison de vivre, mon amour.”
Regulus cupped your cheek and whipped a few tears you didn't know you had shedded. All you could do was whisper a ‘thank you’ as you threw yourself in his arms.
You fell asleep that night in Regulus’s arms while he whispered sweet nothing to you.
You weren't better by any means but you felt loved, you felt understood. You knew that no matter how hard things got, Regulus would be there for you, every step of the way.
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Music Notes | Barty Crouch Jr x Reader
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Pairing: Rockstar!Barty x GN!Rockstar!Reader WC: 3,471 CW: Soulmate AU, Rockstar AU, 2010's AU, use of Y/N, mentions of anxiety, swearing Author's Note: This is one of those fics where I'm my own target audience but if you read this I really hope you like it. Also I feel like Pandora get kinda out of character at the end but I just idk I felt like it was necessary. Summary: You meat your soulmate during the best summer of your life.
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Everyone is born with a symbol of something that you and your soulmate(s) will have in common along with their initials, and when you look into their eyes for the first time your soulmark is supposed to tingle.
The symbol could be literally anything, it could be related to your career, a hobie, a passion or in your case all the above. For as long as you could remember you've had a music note and the initials BCJ on your wrist.
But for the longest time you were confused by your soulmark, you weren't really interested in music. I mean you liked listening to it as much as the next person but not enough to make it your soulmark.
That was until you were twelve and you met Jade. She was just so outgoing and bubbly, she made friends easily, she'd walk into a room and demand attention without even trying and she soon started showing you all these bands and artists you'd never heard of. Jade changed everything for you, she showed you a side of music you didn't know existed. And all of a sudden, you were hooked.
You became so inthralled by the music that the initial next to the note paled in comparison, you hardly thought about your soulmate because as far as you were concerned music was your soulmate.
When you were fourteen Jade introduced you to Sammy. Sammy was a pretty shy, and quiet kid but once he was comfortable he'd talk your ear off for hours. That's how he continued to expand your love for music. Not only did he tell you about more bands and artists that ranged outside of the emo, pop punk scene, but he showed you shows, concerts.
You, Jade and Sammy would go to any show you could. House shows, backyard gigs, if there was a guitar riff and a mosh pit the three of you were there. And that's how you met Pink.
Now Pink’s real name was Floyd but he liked being called Pink. Which you always thought was funny considering he was the strong, silent type, so the name completely contradicted his personality but he liked David Bowie so who were you to judge? Pink was your tipping point. He was a beast on the drums, you and Sammy would sit there and listen to him play all day. Which somehow led to Pink convincing your little group that you guys could make a band, a killer band at that.
And surprisingly he wasnt fucking wrong thus ‘Fighting Pixies’ was born.
C. Summer of 2012
It was the first day of Warped Tour and you couldn't be more excited. You were so excited that you didn't even care that you were in some random arena parking lot sweating your ass off in Utah.
Not only was this Fighting Pixies first year playing Warped Tour but you were on a main stage you were going to be playing on the same stage as the bands you grew up listening to. To say the feeling was surreal would be an understatement. This is what you, Jade, Sammy and Pink have been working towards for years, you guys were finally playing the festival that you would go to every summer.
Walking out of the bus you started making your way to the catering tent by yourself since the rest of the band left you behind because you were apparently in Pinks’ words ‘taking too goddamn long’. You roll your eyes at his words thinking how it's bullshit that they could just leave you like that, when all the sudden you collide with someone.
“Oh shit I'm so sorry dude.”
“You alright mate?”
You and the mystery person that you just basically assaulted said at the same time. Finally after gaining your balance you look at your victim.
“Siri?” You say raising your eyebrow when he finally looks your way with a big smile on his face.
“Oh shit Y/N! How are you? I havent seen you in fucking ages!” Sirius yells while bringing you into a hug, you hug him back laughing then pulling away.
“I've been good. I haven't seen you since you, Rem and James came to one of our shows. Is he here?” You ask, looking around hoping to catch sight of Remus.
“No not yet, he's back home with Reg, Lily and Harry. But they'll be joining us for the last few shows.”
You couldn't help but let out a little laugh. “Baby's first Warped Tour? I like it, gotta start them young.”
Sirius laughed at you, the two of you then continued on your way to the catering tent. Luckily with no further incidents.
You and the rest of Fighting Pixies met Sirius a few years ago when he collabed on a song with you guys, you also had gotten to meet James a few times during the recording process. You hadn't met the rest of ‘Beyond London’ yet, but James had made it very clear that you and their bassist, Pandora, would become fast friends.
But you hadn’t heard much about their guitarist, Barty, except in passing from mutual friends. Sirius would complain about him sometimes but in typical lead singer fashion Sirius had a tendency to be dramatic so you never really took anything he said about Barty to heart.
Eventually you and Sirius got to the catering tent. You found your band, James and a girl you recognized as Pandora sitting at a table together.
“Well if it isn't the second best drummer on Warped Tour.” You say with a teasing smile sitting across from James. James just laughs and shakes his head. While pink has a small smug look on his face.
“What? So Pink’s the best drummer on tour?” James raises his eyebrow at you with a goofy smile still on his face.
You laugh and shake your head. “No, not even close, Angelo is clearly the best drummer here. Have you heard Motionless in White’s breakdowns?” Pink then glared at you while scoffing. What? Someone has to bring his ego down.
After a few hours of making fun of each other, hanging out, watching a few bands sets and getting to know Pandora (who is literally the sweetest person ever) you and the rest of your band had to go back to the bus to get ready for your set in a few hours.
You got to get into the shower after Jade so after your shower and skin routine you walked out into the common area plopping down at the table so you could start to get your hair and other things done.
“Dude when you were in the bathroom Sirius came over and brought Barty, dudes funny. You missed out.” Sammy said, sitting down next to you eating a bowl of cereal.
“Damn. Well I have a whole summer to run into him at some point.” You shrug, getting all your stuff out to get ready.
You actually really wanted to meet Barty based on what little you had heard about him over the years, the fact that he was one hell of a guitarist, and you'd never admit this to anymore but you were really attracted to him. Based purely off the pictures you've seen of him.
You had a lot of respect for him as a musician, you could recognize the emotions that he put into each riff, solo, hell just a strum and you could tell what he was feeling.
A part of you found it frustrating that after all these years of knowing Sirius and James you had always seemed to miss Barty, sometimes by literal minutes.
The rest of your band had met him in passing, never more than a ‘hi’ or ‘hey’ but still they've met him.
So you couldn't help but be a little frustrated at the fact that for one of the only times that day where you weren't around your band they actually got to hang out with him. You don't know why it bothered you so much, I mean you couldn't even be upset with anyone in particular. It's literally no one's fault. So why did it bother you so much?
Eventually you and the rest of Fighting Pixies found yourselves waiting backstage to go on when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see your new favorite blond girl.
“Hi Pandora. What's up?”
“Hi. I just came to watch the beginning of your set. I won't be able to stay long, by the time you lot get off we'll have just started our set.” Pandora explains with her signature tooth rotting smile.
“Aw thanks, I was actually planning on heading to your guys' set when we're done here.”
“Yes, you should!” Pandora stood up straighter with a sense of excitement and urgency about something you didn't understand, but you just thought that it was Pandora being Pandora.
You had heard over the years that she would do or say things that didn't make much sense to really anyone so you chose to just brush it off.
“Oh I also wanted to give you theses.” Pandora says while handing you two rocks.
You take the rocks confused with a raised eyebrow. “Thanks, but what are they?”
“The orange one is citrine and the pink one is rose quartz. They're meant to bring you good luck, just put them in your pocket and they'll do their job.” Pandora says with a knowing type of smile, that once again confused you but you just nodded and put them in your pocket choosing not to question the blond.
“Y/N come on, it's time to go.” One of the stage hands says passing you your guitar. You just nodded, putting the strap over your head.
“Well I hope you like our set and I'll see you at yours.” You chuckled a little as she just nodded.
You would think after all of these years of doing this you'd be used to it at this point. That you would be used to being on stage, that the anxiety of fucking up would be gone but it didn’t go away, lessened yeah but not gone.
You also never really get used to people singing lyrics that you wrote or helped write, especially when the words were sentimental to you at one point, but it was kind of nice to know that those words are sentimental to others now too.
You wouldn't trade this for the world. You were lucky and you knew that, so many people would kill for this chance so you didn't take it for granted.
Thirty minutes later you and your band mates were running off stage sweaty and high off adrenaline with big smiles on your faces’ your first show at your first warped tour was beyond amazing it was fucking perfect you were convinced nothing could top this feeling.
You started to make your way to Beyond London’s set. The rest of the band had other sets or people that they wanted to see so you went your separate ways for the time being.
Eventually you made it to the stage Beyond London was playing at. You had stopped a few times to talk to people and take pictures but luckily not too many people stopped you so you made it when they started to play their last song.
After all the years you had known Sirius and James you had never actually got the chance to see them play. To say they were amazing felt like the understatement of the century.
James looked like he was in his element on the drums, Pandora was so focused on her bass but that didn't stop her from swinging herself around, Sirius had basically every person either swooning because of his looks or crying because of how beautiful his voice was and then there was Barty.
Just the sight of him alone made your heart skip a beat, you had never seen such raw emotion while someone played the guitar. Once your eyes landed on him you couldn't, you wouldn't, look away. The way he moved, how he would throw his head back every so often, sometimes you could see his jaw clench, you could tell he put his all into the music. You had never seen something so amazing. So perfect.
The song ended and they all started to make their way to the side of the stage you were on, Barty sayed a little longer then his band mates throwing things like his picks and set lists into the crowd.
You were brought into a bear hug and spun around by a very sweaty Sirius. You shrieked and tried to push yourself away from him to no avail.
“Sirius Black if you don't put me down right now I'll make sure you never play another show again!” You screamed threatened while continuing your best efforts to get away from your sweaty attacker. Suddenly you hear a gasp and you're put down very quickly, almost falling while Sirius scoffs and mutters something about ‘Some people’.
Pandora came to your rescue making sure you’re okay. You were about to scold Sirius for almost making you fall, but he was already out of sight. Pandora turned you around to have you look at her.
You looked at her very surprised with your eyebrows raised. “What is up with the manhandling right now?” you laugh slightly awkwardly.
“Do you still have the crystals I gave you?” Pandora asks with a serious face completely ignoring your question.
You furrowed your brows and nodded still very confused. “Considering you gave them to me a little over an hour ago, yes. I know we don't know each other very well but have some faith in me Pandora.” You once again laughed a little trying to ease the little tension that seemed to form.
Pandora just smiled at you and hugged you and whispered. “I'm so happy for you two.”
You pulled away and looked at her once again beyond confused. “What-”
You were then interrupted by James yelling over to you. “Y/N, come meet Barty, finally.” Pandora kept smiling at you and then she just nodded at you encouragingly. For what felt like the hundredth time that day Pandora confused you and you once again just chalked it up to Pandora being Pandora.
While making your way over to the three men that stood in a little circle probably talking about the show that they just put on, you were hit with a sudden wave of anxiety.
Why were you anxious? You had been fine (other than the major confusion you went through with Pandora) so why does it feel like your heart is going a mile a minute.
Sirius and James are facing you while Barty’s back is towards you. As soon as you're in arms length Sirius wraps his arm around your shoulder pulling you close to him.
“Barty, this is Y/N. Y/N, Barty.” James says motioning between you two.
“Hi, it's nice to finally-” You cut yourself off when you looked into his eyes, feeling a tingle on your writs.
Your whole life you've heard stories about what meeting your soulmate felt like. How all of a sudden everything seemed less important. How you would only want to focus on that person. How you'd feel like you had a new meaning to life. Honestly you thought it was all bullshit.
But now you knew that, that was all an understatement.
You finally felt like you were home, like everything would be okay. It felt like breathing for the first time.
You could play a million more shows, meet your idols, win a fucking Grammy and nothing would compare to what you were feeling when you met his eyes. And based on the look on his face, Barty felt the same way.
“Hi.” You whispered still in a shocked state.
“Hi, angel.” Barty said softly with a love sick look on his face, your heart skips a beat at the nickname and you can't help but smile. He suddenly moved his eyes to Sirius and glared at him. “You'll move your arm if you know what's good for you, Black.”
Sirius moved his arm away from around you and put his hands up in surrender, you actually forgot Sirius and James were there let alone that Sirius had an arm wrapped around you.
You hadn't thought about your soulmate in years. You didn't ever think you'd meet them, and a part of you didn't really care if you did honestly. As long as you had your music and friends you were fine, that's what you thought at least. It was crazy how in one moment that whole mindset could change.
Now you couldn't imagine a life without Barty. You didn't want to imagine a life without him.
For so long music was your number one priority, you didn't care about much else but now this person that you just met became your number one. It felt insane and crazy but you couldn't help it and a big part of you loved it.
You and Barty found yourselves sitting in Beyond London's tour bus talking during the almost eight hour drive from Salt Lake City to Denver. You two just talked about your lives, childhoods, things you loved, things you hated, everything.
He told you about his Father who you now hated almost as much as Barty. Barty had the biggest smile on his face when you told him how you felt about his father in extreme detail after the stories he told you.
Eventually you both noticed the buses pulling into a new arena parking lot while the sun was rising. Both of you knew you had to go back to your bus now, you had sets and meet and greets later that day. You needed some kind of energy.
Barty with a cheeky smile insisted that you just join him in his bunk, you just responded with an eye roll and a ‘You wish’ which earned you a ‘You have no idea’.
Barty ended up walking you to your bus, you and him stood outside of the bus talking and stalling, not wanting to leave each other yet.
“Barty, I have to go. We need to get some sleep.” You were looking down at your hands together knowing one you needed to let go but not wanting to.
“I know angel, I know.” He gave you a sad smile as if he would never see you again.
Barty was often scared that all of this was just a dream. That one day he would wake up back in his fathers clutches and his life as a rockstar was just a dream, it always scared him. But now in his mind it wasn't only his life as a rockstar at stake but you and that now terrified him. He had admitted this to you while you were talking that night so you didn't blame him for being hesitant. You just hugged him trying to reassure him.
“You can come over when you wake up Barty. Don't hesitate, I don't care if I'm awake or asleep. I just know that if you stay we're not gonna get any sleep.” Barty pulls away from you with a smirk and raised eyebrows, you just hit his chest and roll your eyes. “Not like that. I just mean we'll stay up talking.”
He just laughs and kisses your forehead. “I know what you meant, angel, just like teasing you is all.” He pulls you against him resting his chin on your head. “Is it bad to say I'll miss you? Even if I know it's just a few hours.”
“It's not bad because I'll miss you too.” You whisper against him.
After a moment he pulls away again looking down at you he moves his hand to hold the side of your face, cressing you cheek with his thumb. You leaned into his touch with a small smile on your face looking up at him.
“You are now the most important thing in my life now, my angel.” He's looking deep into your eyes, not a hint of lies or regret in his words.
Barty started to lean down with a sense of hesitation, you just nodded and smiled at him letting him know it was okay. You could feel butterflies in your stomach while your heart started to race. The moment your lips touched you felt electricity run through your veins. You never experienced such an amazing feeling, you were two puzzle pieces finally coming together. You already knew Barty was your everything but that kiss solidified it. It made it real in the best way possible, you knew you couldn't ask for a better soulmate.
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You'll Be Fine | Poly!Moonwater x Reader
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Pairing: Regulus Black x GN!Reader x Remus Lupin WC: 430 CW: Slight talks of anxiety, talks of a bad day (not really tbh), no use of Y/N, kinda a comfort fic ig? Author's Note: Idk man this is my first time writing Moonwater so hopefully it’s good. Summary: Remus comes home to you napping on Regulus.
does anyone even like these? why do I keep making theses collage thing?
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When Remus gets home from work he doesn't expect much. Usually you and Regulus would be home before him. Both of you would usually be reading books or talking just typical things that people do when they get home to unwind a bit.
What he hadn't expected was to come home to what seemed to be an empty and quiet home.
To say he was confused when he walked into their flat would be an understatement, normally there would be some evidence that his partners were home. But there wasn't.
He started looking around the flat in search of you or Regulus, but he couldn't find either of you. His anxiety started to get the best of him, what if something happened, were you two okay? He felt his mind start to go a mile a minute.
Eventually he made his way to the shared bedroom and he felt his anxiety die down significantly at the sight of you sleeping on Regulus' chest while his hand ran up and down your back with a book in the other hand.
It wasn't necessarily uncommon for Remus to come home to one or both of you to be napping but it was so rare that he didnt think about it.
Regulus looked up, putting his book on his side and then pressing his finger to his lips telling Remus to speak quietly to avoid waking you up. Only then did Remus notice your tear stained cheeks, Remus brows furrowed and he shot Regulus a look that asked ‘what the hell happened?’ Regulus just sighed and spoke quietly.
“They had a bad day, nothing too terrible but it was just one of those days.”
Remus just nods and he crawls into bed next to you so that you're in between both men. He turned so that he could look at you and Regulus better, putting his hand on your hip, rubbing his thumb gently over it.
“Everythings okay though, yeah?” Remus wisped to regulus, a look of worry still on his face.
“All things considered, yes.'' Regulus sighs looking away from Remus for a moment but Regulus never stopped rubbing your back, he wanted you to know even in your sleep he was there for you. “They'll be fine, mon cœur. They have us and we will always be there to make sure that everything is fine.” Regulus said, looking back at Remus, who just nodded.
Remus knew as long as you had each other in your lives that you, Regulus and him would be okay. Sometimes that's all anyone could hope for.
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Barbara: I swear I'm the only one here with a braincell.
The other batkids: All hail the keeper of the sacred braincell!
BatFam At Disneyland Headcanons
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Author's Note: This is my First time Writing Headconons so I hope you guys like it and I did it right <3
Also this is based kinda on my experiences at Disneyland which I haven’t been there in like 10 years? So I haven’t been to Avengers Campus or Star Wars so sorry if stuff is wrong so sounds weird.
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Dick:
-Is actually so excited but doesn't want to show it because he knows Jason is gonna make fun of him.
-He would get so happy when he gets called a ‘Space Ranger’ when they scan his ticket.
-Gets pissed that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.
-Keeps saying how he can do the Spider-Man's flip at Avengers Campus.
-Is now convinced he can be Spider-Man.
-Tried to get Spider-Man to do a backflip with him.
-Got sad when Babs told him to leave the Cast Members alone.
Jason:
-Makes fun of Dick because he knows he's excited.
-Is also really excited.
-Try’s to think of a ways to leave Damian because he knows hes going to complain the whole fucking time.
-He's 100% gonna try and flirt with some of the princesses.
-Also gets pissed that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.
-Gets yelled at by Alfred and Brunce when he tries to hold his middle finger up in the picture with Steph.
Tim:
-Gets sick on the TeaCups ride.
-He got so excited when he met woody like he was jumping with joy.
-Bro loved Cars Land like he had to be forced to leave.
-Makes everyone wait till the lights turn on in Cars Land
-Cries during ‘The World of Color’ show.
-’Toy Story Midway Mania’ was his favorite ride of the whole day.
-Gets freaked out thinking about Walt Disney's frozen head.
Damian:
-Complained the whole way there.
-Wants to go to ‘The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter’.
-Gets pissed when he can't go to The Wizarding World.
-Is pissed till they go on Hyperspace Mountain.
-He had so much fun at StarWars.
-He made a droid and a lightsaber.
-Kept comparing Brunce to Iron man.
Duke:
-Makes fun of Tim for getting sick on the TeaCups.
-When everyone gets Mickey Mouse Ears he laughs at Dick because they wouldn't put ‘Dick’ on the ears.
-Got a little scared on the Indiana Jones ride, he kept his eyes closed because he was not taking any chances.
-Small World freaked him out a little.
-He was eating every candy and treat he could get his hands on.
-Pretends he's not sick at the end of the night because he doesn't want to prove that Alfred was right.
Bruce:
-He begs Alfred to go because he can't deal with all his kids by himself in a place like Disney.
-Man is stressed.
-Mentally complains about how expensive everything is like he isn't a billionaire.
-Grizzly Peak was his favorite.
-He thought ‘Soarin’ was the best ride. \
-Now hates Iron Man
Cass:
-Pirates of the Caribbean and Haunted Mason were her favorite.
-Doesn't want to but agrees to take pictures with the princesses (she actually really wants to, especially with Pocahontas).
-Meeting Loki was the highlight of her day.
-Convinces Tim that Walt Disney's Head is frozen in the basement.
Steph:
-Explains to Damian that The Wizarding World is at a different park.
-Convinces Cass and Babs to take pictures with every princess they see.
-Gets Jason to take a picture with Eeyore and Tigger. (She said it was them)
-Makes everyone watch the parade.
-Cries during the Fireworks.
Babs:
-Get's sad that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.
-Convinces Dick that he can go on rides without her.
-Loved taking pictures with the princesses
-Meeting Ariel was her favorite part.
-Jungle Cruise was her favorite ride.
-Tells Dick to leave Spider-Man alone.
-Tells Dick he can't just ask people to do backflips with him.
-Loved Pixie Hollow.
Alfred:
-It was his idea but he wants to stay at the manor.
-Has no idea why Bruce is stressed considering he planned everything.
-Takes princess pictures with the girls.
-Kept telling Duke to stop eating so much candy because he was going to get sick.
-Stand behind everyone during the fireworks and tear up at the idea of this trip healing all of their inner childs even if it's just a little.
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Lie To Me | Regulus Black
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Pairing: Regulus Black x EX! GN!Reader, GN!Reader x GN!OC WC: 888 CW: Angst, talks of breakup, not being able to move on, use of Y/N, Cursing, OC is mentioned like once Author's Note: I didn’t think anyone would want a part two to Amnesia so I couldn’t decide if I should do a happy or sad ending so I did both, this is the sad ending Summary: Evan and Barty ask you to visit your ex Regulus since he's been having a hard time moving on. Pt 1 Amnesia
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Why did you agree to do this? Why did you let Barty and Evan convince you this was a good idea?
A part of you was irritated that Alex thought this was a good idea as well. Alex was your partner, why did they say they were comfortable letting you do this?
Honestly a part of you was hoping they wouldn't be okay with it so you could use it as an excuse to not do this. But here you are.
While you knock on the door you hope that Evan and Barty were wrong and that maybe he moved or maybe he wasn't home.
But luck was not on your side today apparently.
There he was, Regulus Black. The man who was supposed to be your forever.
You could see now why Barty and Evan sent you. You could tell he hadn't slept in days, that he wasn't eating right and there was no hint of the last time he had seen the sun.
“Hi, Reg.”
You say softly. He looks stuck for a second.
“Can I come in?”
That seemed to bring him back.
“Um, Yeah. Yes.”
As you walked in you looked around and noticed nothing looked different. Everything that you left looked the same. It was kinda heartbreaking.
You sit down on the sofa while Regulus sits on one of the armchairs.
“How have you been, Y/N?”
“I’ve been good, Regulus. Really good actually.”
He just nods, not looking at you and then whisping.
“You look happy.”
“I am. How are you?”
“I’m fine.”
You sigh and look at him taking in everything. It didn't take a genius to see he wasn't fine.
You couldn't help but be irritated. You came here as a favor to Barty and Evan because they are so worried about him. You didn't know what they expected you to do. You couldn't get him to talk the last few months of your relationship. Why would this be any different?
“I know you're not fine. I can see it, Regulus. I'm just here to try and help. To give you some closure, help you move on. I can't do that if you won't let me in, even just a little.”
He just sat there, he didn't move or say anything’ You clenched your jaw. You didn't want to be mad but you couldn't help it.
You were supposed to spend your life with him but all that went down the drain when he started doing what he's doing right now. He threw away the future you both planned together because he decided to shut you out.
A part of you felt bad because you weren't as patient as you used to be with him. Maybe it was the love that made you patient because right now you felt anything but.
You stand up shaking your head.
“This was a waist of fucking time. I should have known better.”
You started walking towards the door.
“What do you want me to say?”
“Anything real, Regulus. Open up like you used to.”
You turned around to face him and he stood up, sighing.
“I wish we never fucking met because I can't get you out of my head. I want to forget you, but forgetting you hurts more than remembering you. Everywhere I go I’m reminded of you and it fucking kills me but that pain is the only way I know you were ever really mine. When I close my eyes you haunt my fucking dreams, it always start the same, everything will be just like before then you just leave, over and over again. So no, I’m not fine, I'm not fucking happy.”
He had tears streaming down his face. His voice was getting slightly louder with every word, and you could see the heartbreak on his face.
It hurt a part of you.
“Regulus, you can't keep living like this. You can't keep living here, especially with pictures of us up on the walls, with my books here, with the things that we shared. It's holding you back.”
You say softly looking around at all the things that he kept as reminders of you.
“You need to move on, Regulus.”
“I can't. You're all I have.”
Regulus whispered, his voice cracking. You close your eyes and take a deep breath feeling all the hurt and pain that you worked so hard to get rid of coming back up.
“Regulus, I'm not yours anymore.”
You didn't mean for it to come out as a whisper but it did. You didn't know when you started to cry but you could feel the tears running down your face.
“Don't say that. I know that you don't but if I ask you if you love me, can you just please lie to me? Please?”
You could hear him gasping for a breath in between words. You close your eyes, sighing and then you look him in the eyes.
“I can't do that. I'm with someone, and I'm genuinely happy. You deserve to be happy too.”
“So that's just it? There’s no hope? I lost you?”
He looked so broken, so sad. You wished that you could just hold him and put him back together but that wouldn't be fair to either of you and you knew that.
“Yeah, Reg. There’s no hope.”
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Lover Of Mine (Alt happy ending)
Lover Of Mine | Regulus Black x Reader
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Pairing: Regulus Black x GN!Reader
WC: 1,200
CW: talks of break up, swearing, use of Y/N, its pretty fluffy with a little angst
Author's Note: I didn’t think anyone would want a part two to Amnesia so I couldn’t decide if I should do a happy or sad ending so I did both, this is the happy ending.
Summary: you just needed to see regulus one more time. You could see him without pass feelings coming up. Right?
Pt1 Amnesia
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Why were you doing this? Why did you come here? Why did you think asking Barty if Regulus still lived here was a good idea?
Before you could think you knocked. Before you could run the door opened.
There he was, the man you planned on spending your life with. He was still as beautiful as when you left but he was a mess.
You could tell he wasn't taking care of himself. His hair was longer than you'd ever seen it, he had stubble, bags so dark under his eyes that it reminded you of a time before he left Grimmauld place, paler than before and he was skinnier. At that moment all you wanted to do was hug him, make sure he had something to eat and make sure he got enough sleep, like you used to.
But that wasn't your place anymore.
“Hi, Reg.”
It was the only thing you felt like you could say. You thought seeing him would be easier. That all the feelings you spent so long getting rid of would stay gone, apparently you were wrong.
You felt like you did in your first year when you saw him the first time, you got butterflies in your stomach and felt your heart skip a beat.
“Y/N.” Regulus whispered as if he was scared that if he spoke too loud that you would disappear.
“How are you Regulus?”
“Why are you here?” Regulus didn't mean for it to come out as harsh as it did but he couldn't help but be on edge. He was masking his emotions, not letting you know what he was feeling.
“Honestly? I don't know.” You could feel yourself getting more and more anxious. Maybe he didn't want you there. Did he move on already? Maybe he's seeing someone? No, there's no way Barty or Evan would have said something. You started picking at your fingers, it was a nervous habit that you pick back up after the break up. You didn't even realize you were doing it anymore.
Like no time had passed Regulus grabbed your hand stopping you from picking at your fingers. When he touched your hand it felt like a rush of electricity was sent through your body, and by the look of his face you weren't the only one who felt it.
“Do you want to come in?” His mask started to come off, you could tell he wanted you to come in but you couldn't help but worry that he only asked to be polite.
He still hadn't let your hand go, but you made no effort to get away either.
“I would love to, if you have time…”
“I will always have time for you.” Regulus said without a moment of hesitation.
You found yourself back on the couch in the flat you swore to yourself you'd never set foot in again. Looking around it was like you never left. The same pictures on the walls, the few books you left scattered around, things you forgot still remained almost exactly where you put them.
“How have you been, Reg?” you couldn't help but smile at him, it felt nice to be around him.
“I'm as fine as I can be. You?” His answer made your smile drop a bit. You were hoping that he would be happy at the very least he'd be okay.
“I've been okay.”
“You're lying.”
“What?”
“You're lying.”
“Why do you think that?”
“You're pulling on your necklace. You only do that when you're lying.”
You look down and sure enough, your fingers were wrapped around a necklace you were wearing,
“You remembered that?”
“Of course I do.”
Why did something as insignificant as knowing when you're lying make your heart skip a beat? You felt a small blush creep up your cheeks. You also caught the small smirk that Regulus was now wearing.
“I guess some things never change, huh?”
Regulus said with an eyebrow raised. You couldn't help but laugh a little. You and Regulus started to laugh and talk like no time had passed at all. You were reminiscing about your time at hogwarts. The time spent with Pandora, Barty, Dorcas and Evan. The stupid pranks Sirius and his friends would pull.
“No, because you would instigate Sirius all the time! You're going to sit here and tell that when they flooded the Slytherin common room it wasn't because you told him his hair was as greasy as Snaps?”
You all but yelled while laughing.
“Okay maybe some of the pranks were my fault.” Regulus said with a smile on his face. He felt like it was his first real smile in so long. But that was the effect you had on him, you made everything better, you brightened up his life.
“We had some good times didn't we?” you sat there remembering all the good times you had together before everything went downhill. It broke you that you two didn't last.
Regulus let out a little sigh and looked down. “Yeah we did… Can I ask you a question?”
You nod. “Of course.”
“Barty said you started seeing someone. Said you seemed happy. If you're happy… why are you here?”
“I was. Seeing someone I mean, and they were great. But I kept finding myself comparing them to… you and that wasn't fair to them. So I ended it.”
You admitted looking down and picking at your fingers once again, and then there was Regulus like clock work grabbing your hands once again to stop you.
“Do you remember when we would dance everywhere? It didn't matter where we were, if there was even music on, we would just dance.”
You keep your eyes on your hands that fit so perfectly in his, while his words brought up so many amazing memories together.
“How could I forget?” you chuckled slightly, your heart feeling full at just the thought of dancing with him again.
Regulus lets go of your hands and stands up doing a slight bow while holding his hand out with a cheeky little smile on his face. “May I have this dance?”
You couldn't help but laugh but you nodded anyway with a smile on your face grabbing his hand. You two danced around the living room smiling and laughing, getting lost in each other. There was no music, there was no one else, there was nothing else, just the two of you. It felt so normal to be close to him to be in his arms once more.
“When I look at my life and think about everything I’ve done, all the mistakes, fucked up things I’ve done or said I reget all of it, but you? Having you in my life was the only thing I did right. To know that there's a possibility that my name will never fall off your lips again seems like such a shame. So I don't know if I can give you away again, I've already made that mistake once.”
Looking into Regulus' eyes you can see he meant every word. You could feel your heart speed up and you could feel butterflies in your stomach.
“You don't have to Reg. I'm here.”
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Lie to me (Alt Sad Ending)
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Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens but it's nice to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out.
Dude my fucking heart you’ll make me cry I swear 😭
Amnesia | Regulus Black x Reader
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ࣪˖⤷ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ࣪ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ˖ ⤷
Pairing: Regulus Black x GN!Reader
WC: 666
CW: Angst, talks of break up, not being able to move on, all through Regulus POV, no use of Y/N
Author's Note: honestly I only wrote this bc I wanted to wright something inspired by 5SOS 😭
Summary: Regulus is still dealing with the effects of your break up over a year later.
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“It's over, Regulus. I can't do this anymore. You don't talk to me anymore, I'm done.”
Your words play over and over in his head, on a constant loop.
He remembers the day you left, the tears streaming down your face. The look of pure defeat. He felt as if he had broken a part of you and it killed him.
He doesn't know why he did it still, why he started to shut down with you. He just felt like if he told you his thoughts that you'd eventually leave him.
That you'd get tired of him and his anxieties, that maybe he would start to bore you.
He still doesn't understand why he thought that especially when you never said or did anything to make him think those things.
Even when you sat there cried and begged him for months to let you in, Regulus just couldn't. He didn't know why he was scared, you had been together for years. He didn't understand why all of the sudden he couldn't talk to you.
He looked around the flat that you had shared. He hasn't changed anything since you left.
It had been over a year but he couldn't bring himself to move to a new flat or change anything about the space you both had occupied.
Regulus liked having reminders that you were once there. The pictures of the two of you that still remain on the walls, along with some of the decor that you two had picked out.
He likes looking at them, he likes feeling the loneliness that they brought him, it reminded him that you're real.
Sirius would come over often trying to get him to go out to the pubs to ‘get out there’ and try and ‘move on’ but Regulus doesn't want to move on.
He wants this last year to be a dream.
He wants to wake up and feel you in his arms, so he could just hold you and never let you go.
Regulus had asked Barty and Evan frequently how you are, if there's anything new in your life.
But he stopped asking three months ago, after they told him you had moved on. That you had been on a few dates with someone and you had made it official.
You were doing fine.
How could you be fine? How could you be okay? You had loved him, right? If all the dreams and promises that you left behind were real then how could you be fine?
Especially when he felt like he couldn't breathe anymore without you.
He'd catch himself thinking about you and your new partner.
He wondered if you were happy. If you ever felt lonely like him. If whenever you and your new partner got into fights would you read the poems and letters he had written for you over the years.
Do you even have them still? Or are they like your relationship with him? Gone.
Regulus liked thinking about the last kiss you had shared. How soft and beautiful it was.
He missed the way that it felt like you consumed him when you kissed. How he could only smell, taste and feel you.
When you would kiss, nothing else mattered. There was nothing else, nobody else on this plant, in this universe, time would stop when you were together.
Regulus was pulled out of his thoughts when there was a knock on the door.
He sighed and stood up figuring it was either Sirius or Barty coming to check on him so he didn't care how he looked.
He probably needed to shave and get a haircut. He was still in his pajamas even though it was the middle of the day but he just could bring himself to really care.
Regulus opened the door and when he saw who it was he felt like all the air had left his lungs and he wished he had cared what he looked like a second ago.
“Hi, Reg.”
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Lie to me (alt sad ending)
Lover of mine (alt happy ending)
CW: My extremely bad school Spanish (I dropped it as soon as i could)
I just realized some people don't see Mattheo Riddle as Spanish, like what??
You're telling me you looked at that Face and didn't immediately figure that he switches to Spanish when he's being romantic/sweet and when he's absolutely filled with Rage
His Spanish mom who felt so much all the time, refused to speak English with him if his Father wasn't in the room, while his Father always spoke calm and cold English with him and gave him the silent treatment when he was too annoying.
"Si no le quitas las manos de encima a mi chica me aseguraré de que no tengas ninguna, Pendejo."
"Te quiero tanto, joder. Me casaré contigo algún día, mi amor. Ojalá pudiera casarme contigo ahora mismo y demostrarte lo profundamente que te quiero. Si alguna vez te hago daño, pégame. No, mátame."
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Red or Green, wolves and vanilla 🫡
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A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:
~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.
~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.
~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.
~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.
Mine are:
~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.
Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)
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