The Way The Second Ao3 Is Down We All Flock To Tumblr

The way the second ao3 is down we all flock to tumblr

*wolfstar raising harry*

harry: guys i have something to tell you. you might not like it, but it’s who i am, and i can’t hide that from you guys any longer

sirius: harry you can tell us anything!

remus: yes we love you!

harry: okay well… i’m bisexual… idk if you guys are okay with that or if you even know what it means but i had to tell you

remus:

sirius:

remus: harry what do you… what do you mean that we don’t know what being bisexual is??

harry: well yk because both of you are straight-

sirius: I’M SORRY WHAT

remus: harry you think we’re straight??

harry: yeah because you guys are!

sirius: REMUS AND I ARE MARRIED

harry: WHAT I THOUGHT YOU TWO WERE ROOMMATES OR SOMETHING??

sirius: WE LITERALLY RAISED YOU 😭 YOU CALL US “MOONS” AND “PAD” DO YK WHAT THAT STANDS FOR HARRY?? IT STANDS FOR “MOM” AND “DAD”

harry: I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE JUST RAISING ME PLATONICALLY??

remus: there’s literally a picture of us kissing above the fireplace…

harry: i thought it was a platonic kiss?? 😭😭😭

sirius: WE WEAR WEDDING RINGS

harry: I THOUGHT THEY WERE FRIENDSHIP RINGS

sirius: WTF IS A FRIENDSHIP RING??

remus: we celebrated our anniversary last week!

harry: i thought it was some sort of friendship anniversary 😭

sirius: omg i knew i joked that he would be stupid because james is his father but this… this is another level

i made this 😭

fanart for art heist baby by @otrtbs

my masochistic tendencies made me reread ahb and i haven't been this sad and this inspired in a while so enjoy while it lasts

knife. 354 words. @jegulus-microfic .

A few days before Regulus is due to get the dark mark he finds a kitten mewling on the steps of Grimmauld place. It’s a tiny thing, gray with little dollops of white on its chest and the tips of its ears. He hesitates before reaching down and scooping it in his arms. The kitten’s reaction is immediate violence, hissing and spitting and ripping scratches across Regulus’ arms with tiny daggers of claws.

Regulus hisses back at it and wraps it in the bottom of his shirt in an attempt to protect his own flesh.

He dashes up to his room, narrowly avoiding his father on the second floor landing before dumping the kitten onto his bed.

It yowls up at him, puffing up its tail.

He’s never going to be able to keep it. Nagini will swallow it down on sight.

But he can’t just abandon it.

He has to save it.

So he does the thing that’s been playing on the edges of his mind for weeks.

He throws some of his things in a bag, scoops the kitten back into his arms, and he apparates to James Potter's house.

He isn’t expecting to find the whole family sitting on the front porch, all sipping tea like some kind of perfect holiday card, but his luck has been pretty shit lately.

“Oh my,” Euphemia breathes.

Fleamont chokes on his tea

Sirius drops his cup.

“Regulus?” James says and stands from his chair. “Are you bleeding?” He comes charging down the steps, stopping only a breath away.

The kitten spits.

“Oh.” James looks at the both of them, eyes soft. “And who is this?”

Regulus gazes down at the kitten. “This is Knife.” He clears his throat and gestures with his bleeding arms. “They’re quite sharp.”

Knife growls in agreement.

“Well.” James takes a deep breath. “Is Knife here to stay?”

Regulus looks to the porch. SIrius is standing at the top of the stairs, his hand reaching back to clutch Euphemia’s hand. He’s clearly straining to hear Regulus’ response.

“Yes.” Regulus looks up into Jame’s wide brown eyes. “We’re here to stay.”

Regulus coming up with baby names Florimel and Aster after flowers/stars. 😭

Headcanon that Sirius always wants affection from Regulus, but he is also very aware of his boundaries:

It's 4am and Sirius and Regulus find themselves in the kitchen at the same time but they don't speak. They just sort of nod to each other and continue doing whatever it is they came to do.

When Sirius is about to leave the room, he stops for a moment and sets down his coffee, turning around to face Regulus with his arms open wide in invitation.

Sirius half expects it when Regulus simply shakes his head 'no' and he nods in quiet understanding, allowing his arms to fall to his sides.

He's about to pick up his coffee again and leave, but instead, he smiles at Regulus and lifts one hand from his side, offering a fist bump instead.

And Regulus just rolls his eyes, but not without the tiny smile that finds its way to his lips because even as he lazily slaps the top of Sirius' fist, not even putting in the effort to give him a real fist bump, Sirius's face still lights up in that same grin that he would have if Regulus had accepted his offer for a hug in the first place.

Then Sirius picks up his coffee and says, over his shoulder as he leaves, "Love you!"

To which Regulus responds as he always does, in a tone that suggests otherwise,

"Hate you."