The Person I Reblogged This From Deserves To Be Happy

me telling my mum a memory I have and it always ends up being negative, she js tells me to remember something happy. how am I meant to tell her I don't remember anything positive? maybe a few things. but not many

finally watched alien stage. um.. let's just say I need to stop getting so emotionally attached to fictional characters in a literally DEATH GAME. So yeah. 😀

death - january 4th - jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 191

"Oh....holy...Salazar," Sirius murmurs, face completely alight with glee as he stands at Regulus's door.

Regulus wants to skin him alive. "Shut up," he orders, hands shaking and heart pounding with terror. "It's not what you think, it's-"

"It's not that you're lovingly sketching a picture of my shirtless best friend?" Sirius demands, still smirking happily.

And that's exactly what it is. Regulus had been so completely immersed in sketching James Potter in all of his annoying perfection that he hadn't heard Sirius knock or enter his room. And now...he has no explanation to offer him.

"You like him," Sirius states, chuckling.

Regulus knows that his one weakness is his brother. That for some reason, Sirius is the only person who can see through his immaculate poker face. So instead of lying, he says venomously, "I will ensure you have a gruesome, painful, drawn-out death if you tell a soul, Sirius, I swear to Mer-"

"What if I said he likes you too?" Sirius interrupts casually, sitting on Regulus's bed and smiling like Christmas has come early.

Immediately, Regulus turns to him, defensiveness and fury changing to hesitant curiosity. "Tell me more."

⭐ Tcoptp ⭐

Okay, listen, I already miss all the characters of this fic, oh my god.

One of the things I do with my favorite characters is give them sh head canons. Make them suffer as much as me, then have them get comforted by someone unlike me.

When I first saw that new Harukawa art I thought Chuuya was wearing a regular coat over a black hoodie and even if I was wrong... when you compare his outfit to the other guys'... well.

Barty: Oi Potter! I have a brilliant plan. James: By all means, Crouch, go ahead. Barty: So you know how Regulus is your boyfriend? James: I think I'm aware, yeah. Barty: So um, I have permission to kiss you. James: Er-what? Barty: I want to kiss you. James: Why? Barty: To fuck with Reg. James: You are NOT fucking Reg- Barty: Not like that! Salazar! *Grabs James' face and kisses him* Barty: YOU OWE ME 100 GALLEONS EVAN!! AND A TATTOO ON YOU WITH MY NAME!! James: *Staring at Reg dumfounded* Regulus and Evan: *Glaring daggers at James*

jegulus walked so drarry could run so scorbus could fly