ARCANE TIKTOK IS SO FUCKING FUNNY RIGHT NOW OHMYGOD. TEAM JAYCE. ANTI JAYCE. OR NEUTRAL.

fuck that damn bridge he lost everything there 😭😭😭 i cant even imagine how he felt finding jinx in the same spot he found her mother ohmygod

Silco | Death on the bridge

twelve years of it, in azkaban.

did i finish season 2 of arcane or did season 2 of arcane finish me. What the fuck did I just experience what the actual fuck

i treated up

stay - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 389

Sirius couldn’t stop shaking as he stood in the crowd around Regulus’s bed. He knew Quidditch was dangerous, he knew that Regulus’s injury was mild, but the image of his baby brother falling through the air, plummeting toward the ground, just wouldn’t leave his brain. He had a feeling he’d have nightmares about it for years.

But as he took deep breaths, looked at Regulus’s awake and alive face, and clung to Remus’s hand like a lifeline, he started to look around to the other people around his brother’s bedside. 

Dorcas, Pandora, Evan, and Barty; all looking shaken but trying to cheer Reg up with sarcastic jokes. Peter and Remus; clearly concerned about Regulus but also concerned about Sirius and how much of a mess he’d been an hour ago, the remnants of hysterical tears still etched into his porcelain skin. And James.

James looked even worse than Sirius.

He looked like he’d aged fifteen years. Like he’d seen death. Like a murderer had shown up at his door, and he’d had to face him with no weapons or help. He looked changed.

It was the confirmation that Sirius needed, really. And in that moment, he knew he had a choice. Because part of him wanted to throw a bit of a fit. To whine about his best friend falling for his brother, and his brother feeling the same.

But when he saw the gentle, caring way James looked to Regulus, and the almost trusting way Regulus looked back? Regulus didn’t look at people like that…

“Alright, you lot,” Pomfrey said in a businesslike voice, cutting through Sirius’s thoughts, “end of visiting hours. “Mister Black can have one person keep him company for a bit longer, but the rest need to go.”

It seemed like a group consensus that Sirius would be the ‘one,’ so everyone started saying their goodbyes and filing out. James, it seemed, was the only one who lingered, squeezing Regulus’s hand and sending him a small smile before turning.

“Stay.”

But it wasn’t Regulus who said it. It was Sirius. 

“Stay, James. He wants you here, and you want to be here. Just….take care of him, alright?” Sirius asked, trying not to choke up at the weight of the words.

“Of course,” James nodded, clearly understanding.

From his bed, Regulus sent Sirius a thankful expression.

canon sirius this canon sirius that canon sirius knew a man who canonically cross-dressed (even if for convenience) & did not bully him, did not mistreat him, did not approach the subject with malice or negativity. canon sirius said, verbatim, "if you want to know what a man's like, take a look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." canon sirius asked remus for forgiveness for not believing in the best of him. canon sirius instantly, without hesitation, forgave remus for believing in the worst of him. canon sirius expressed sympathy for barty crouch jr in regards to his father's neglect and entertained the possibility that barty may have been "in the wrong place at the wrong time" when discussing his crime. canon sirius, when he thought he would be a free man, immediately offered his godson a home and a place with him, even without being aware of the neglect his godson faced, even before he had a home to offer, and he did so by prefacing that he would understand if his godson didn't want to, making it clear he would not try to force him. canon sirius could be cruel, and insensitive, and vengeful, and obstinate—but that's not all he was. canon sirius could also be compassionate and sympathetic and forgiving and accepting. canon sirius was complex, and it goes both ways, in the direction of his faults as well as his virtues. btw.

fun fact i finished crimson rivers right before my therapy appointment and i went in there eyes red heart broken in a state of dissociation and she thought it was over my family but no. i was emotionally distraught over two gay men who fought through hell and death arenas to get to each other and have a family and not be a great big tragedy.

obsessed with post first war wolfstar and remus. need a long fic detailing prisoner of azkaban from remus' pov. need remus haunted by his friends' ghosts, sirius' escape and break ins, the months of agonising, FINALLY reuniting with sirius. this is where the money is people.

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my roman empire is that i will never be able to experience a friendship as deep as the marauders had

YOU'RE NOT. I LOVE U TOO. he literally made me so makes me so mad holy shit. Both in choices AND i'm canon they let him get away with too fucking much just cause he was the "leader" of the good side

If I could fist fight Dumbledore right now I’d do it

i'll be fine and then i'll remember that regulus was 14 when choices started. FOURTEEN. and he'd already been through so much, and his life was on a ticking clock because he dies 4 years after the start of the story. he was literally a child it makes me feel so sick.