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I feel like we’ve settled on who of the marauders era characters are swifties but now is the time for the real question: Who of those bitches are barbs???
Honestly, like I ship jegulus but I couldn’t care less if you don’t so I’m not gonna talk about that. But atyd is like canon to some people. Sirius and Remus obviously have a lot of trauma and that’s makes it hard for them to let people in, but they were best friends for a long time before they got together, and to the both of them, their friends meant everything. Their friends are quite literally the only thing they have. I feel like that just doesn’t show in atyd. Neither of them learn how to trust or communicate even tho that’s what they’ve been trying to do since they first met. All four of them are supposed to have this unbreakable bond, even if they fight, they will always be connected, so why does it feel like all s+r do is fight and like Peter was just waiting to become a death eater??
no cause why is marauders tiktok so defensive about atyd and jegulus like- sorry not everyone likes James being shipped with a fascist and a fic thats main couple appears toxic 💀
Omg absolutely do it, it’s 100% worth it
the urge to write a jegulus fanfic even tho i’m not sure it would be any good
NEVERMIND I FOUND IT THANK YUO FOR TRYING TO HELP ME I LOVE YOU ALL ITS ‘definition of insanity’ by bizzarestars
Idk if people do this anymore but I need help finding a fic that I read like a month ago. It’s a jegulus fic where Regulus doesn’t have a car so Sirius has James drive him to work. James says he’s straight but him and Reg have this flirty lil relationship. One night James comes to Reg drunk and they canoodle but James is gone in the morning I think?? I’m a lil fuzzy on that detail. After that Reg starts dating Kingsley because he’s not gonna fuck with a straight boy again. Then Kingsley moves away and they break up and then Reg and James get together. Also Sirius and Remus fell in love doing porn together and that’s their little side story
The fic was like three chapters but the word count was probably around 10,000-40,000, I can’t imagine it being longer than that.
I loved it and it was fun but now I can’t find it so SOMEBODY ANYBODY HELP ME PLEASE
I love the 'Jegulus is doomed and Jily is meant to be' thingy because they act like Jily isn't doomed too.
Jegulus is doomed in the way that they die but if they lived they could make it work and Jily is doomed in the way that they are not compatible in the long run, they just happened to die before they could break up.
I feel like Sirius drinks fruity cocktails while Regulus drinks wine. They both like to act like classy motherfuckers when drinking. All their friends have seen them sloshed out of their minds at some point so none of them take them too seriously.
And when they’re drunk Sirius will turn to anyone and start screaming, “I love you so much you’re so pretty, not as pretty as Moony but no one can be as pretty as Moony. He’s my boyfriend by the way, you HAVE to meet him. Where’d you get your shirt? Can I try it on? Yes right now. OH HI JAMES!!!!!”
Regulus just sits in the corner giggling the whole time. When he sees James (and/or Barty if you like) he just openly stares at them. Like, wide eyed, open mouthed, hands holding his cheeks staring.
Pt. 3 to Rockstar Regulus head canon
When they were younger, Sirius and Regulus took singing lessons.
Sirius was always better. He had this natural talent that Regulus could never keep up with.
How was he supposed to know what note comes after another just by ear? It didn’t matter how many times Regulus would repeat after Sirius, he just couldn’t get the notes.
It wasn’t just the music but their voices themselves. Sirius’ voice was like an angel. It was like an audial caress.
It had a fine, polished texture. Sirius could just throw out notes and they would be perfect. He would walk out of the room at the end like he didn’t just make Regulus feel like dirt.
He didn’t understand. He could play the violin proficiently. All the notes made sense on the piano. But his voice was an instrument he could never conquer.
By the time Sirius left for Hogwarts, Regulus was ready to give up singing, but of course he still had to attend lessons.
Sirius always liked his voice. When he came home from school that first summer he told Regulus that his voice was perfect for rock.
Regulus didn’t understand at first. How was saying his voice sounded like rocks a compliment?
That’s when Sirius showed him a the records he borrowed from his friend named Remus (his name was Regulus, who was he to judge?). Sirius locked them up in his room, put up silencing charms, and made the record float in the air and start spinning, somehow producing music. Regulus was shocked how well Sirius took to magic. It was nothing to him.
The voices were… strange. They didn’t sound beautiful like Sirius’, but Regulus found him wanting to hear every word.
When they’d gone through each record, Regulus was still confused. He didn’t sound anything like those voices.
Sirius looked at him like he’d just asked him what quidditch was. He took Regulus by the shoulder, looked him straight in the eyes and said, “Regulus, none of the voices sound like each other! They’re not supposed to sound like chorus’ where every voice is a part of the whole. They don’t blend in; the way your voice doesn’t. You’re voice is perfect because it isn’t perfect. It’s unique!”
Regulus sang more and more as his relationship with his brother slowly dwindled. Singing was an experience him and Sirius shared. If he sang, Sirius would surely be listening.
He trained his ear and spent hours slaving over a piano, just matching pitch. He wrote, and he composed, and he sang to distract himself from the life he was leading. To forget that Sirius wasn’t there anymore. Sirius didn’t want him.
His voice never changed its sound. It got deeper, but that only seemed to boost the effect.
He would be known by millions for his rough music with sharp lyrics coming from a coarse, grimy voice. People could never get his sound out of their head, they always wanted to hear every word coming out of his mouth.
When Sirius first heard Regulus’ voice on the radio, he was mesmerized. He hadn’t heard him sing in years. He was so proud of what his brother had accomplished.
Regulus would’ve given up on everything if he didn’t have his writing, but he would’ve given up on his passion if he didn’t have his brother.
Just wanted to let everyone know this is my favorite thing🥰💖💝❤️💓😘😍😎🤪
Smh
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
That moment you realize that the marauders era characters were those kids who everyone thought were going places, only to peak too early in high school.
Imagine being forced to become the kids who peaked in high school. 😃