Bartemius Crouch Jr

It's giving ✨Remus Lupin✨

Leila Chatti, “Tea”

Word Association ~ Skittles Edition

Dorcas - Ambitious

Regulus - Elite

Evan - Shameless

Barty - Reckless

Pandora - Whimsical

A/N: Art Creds to @starchasing-chocolate

Pandora Lovegood Moodboard

Pandora Liliosa Lovegood

Elle Fanning as Pandora Liliosa Lovegood

Regulus Black Moodboard

Regulus Arcturus Black

Timothée Chalamet as Regulus Black

When the rich colors Draco picks are literally your favorite ✋🏼

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐏 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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a/n: (Let me know if you want a separate post for a character - I’ll go into more depth). Also this is one of my favourite posts, it’s so wholesome

Inspired by @angelltheninth. Thank you for always writing such amazing posts!

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regulus black is running like water. he's volatile, ever-changing, slipping through one's fingers so easily and into the other's, molding to their liking, so he can get what he wants, when he wants.

regulus black is the calm before the storm and the distant rumble of the clouds. he's the quietness before the burst, before the explosion. he's observing, not talking; he analyzes, and he knows. he knows everything, to the smallest details, of what he wants to know, of what he needs to know to get his way. he knows how to be nice, because he's never as nice as he appears to be, he's not as nice as his facade, and he knows his way around words.

his temper never flares up. he's taking his time to attack, unlike his brother, who bursts into anger and, much like a fire, destroys everything around him. regulus is like a snake; he takes in, gives in, and when the time comes, he coils himself around his victim, and, even then, he's patient, and he uses his words, sharp like blades, sharp like venomous teeth. he waits for them to give in, and that's when he does it, that's when he ends them. little by little.

he's not his parents' child. he used to be, though, but he's still bound to them. he's not like sirius, who ran away and never looked back. he could never do that, because he's their heir, chained to that house. the distancing is gradual, and it starts small. nights they don't spend with each other anymore, nights in his room, and not with them, in the dining room, laughing and whispering. he has his own secrets to whisper to the night, and, sometimes, he looks at the night sky and whispers to sirius. sirius would understand him; he always would.

sometimes, he allows himself to miss sirius. only sometimes, though. regulus doesn't blame sirius for leaving and, if he hadn't been a coward, he would have left too. he would have taken sirius' hand and gone for shelter, for a family, for love, that had never been something that the black family did. they needed an heir, though. and that was who regulus black was going to be.

he takes him time to miss, to grieve, to mourn. he used to drown in his feelings, too much to feel, too many emotions, until they numbed him. he used to feel everything so deeply when he had been little, until he felt nothing anymore. until he went to hogwarts, and then, little by little, he felt again, with every stroll out on the ground with pandora, with every joke with pandora, with every time he bickered with barty, with every night he had spent smoking with dorcas. the little things. he never would feel the same way he had once felt, but it was enough. it was enough, the love for them, and he'd do anything they'd ask of them, loyal until the end to the ones he loved.

he looked to the past sometimes, too. to what he had been, to who he had loved, and his heart ached for a little child and their brother that had been more than a brother. his protector, sirius. who wasn't there for him anymore. he'd be his own protector. he drowned them, both of them, little regulus and little sirius. regulus lived in the past, but his past would never, ever define him again. little regulus was vulnerable, but he had learnt his lesson; regulus black would never leave his guard down again, for anyone.

Marlene McKinnon Moodboard

Marlene Marie Mckinnon

Beabadoobee as Marlene McKinnon

Beatrice Laus as Marlene Marie McKinnon

sometimes i need remus to be freakishly tall so i can think about him hitting his head on doorways and then getting embarrassed. thinking about him just accidentally whacking his head against stuff all the time. he has no spacial awareness or control of his limbs. he knocks himself out. he’s always got weird random bruises from banging into things. his pants are always too short he’s a nerd in high waters. his feet hang off the end of the bed so he wears thick socks when he sleeps so the monsters won’t nibble his toes. he jumps into the deep end and he’s just standing there like🧍in the water. he gets growing pains even as an adult and he has weird big clown feet.

Me when I'm a marauders fan but my fav holiday is Halloween 😭

Sobbing over a bucket of candy reading James Potter fanfiction while the Michael Myers movies I'm supposed to be watching plays in the background

I get hallowen is a sad time for the marauders fandom but a have a happy little headcanon.

Sirius bought countless boxes of Count Chocula to find the 'Count Chocula goes to Hollywood' record. Remus thought it was ridiculous but he couldn't complain about his infinite supply of chocolate cereal.

It's canon, I was there.

In the Astronomy class where they learned about the planet Uranus, James and Sirius had to be excused.