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nikholascrow · 3 months
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finally dead - word count: 199 (I felt bad for all my recent angst so here’s reg escaping)
“Regulus black is pronounced dead after his disappearance 6 months ago in october. authorities at the ministry say that it is very unlikely that Black’s case will be reopened due to the many disappearances that have taken place in recent years.” A smile tugged at the corner of James’ lips as he picked up a particularly ripe looking tomato and set it in his basket. the witch on the radio continued. “Regulus Black’s death now leaves the noble and ancient house of Black without an heir as Walburga Black continues to age and her husband Orion passed away last year. Walburga was not available for comment on her son’s death.”
James pulled open the door to his muggle flat and gently set the grocery bags on the kitchen counter as he slipped off his shoes and set a bouquet of flowers down as he opened a cabinet to look for a vase.
Sirius and Remus would be over soon to celebrate once they got through Moody’s extensive security.
a small black cat wrapped itself around his legs and James scooped it up “hello love” he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of the cat’s head “you’re finally dead.”
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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Destined - Word count: 211 - Evan and Regulus friendship angst
Regulus made it halfway up to the astronomy tower before he broke down. It was sorta poetic honestly, spiraling on a spiral staircase. Sobs racked his body, his lungs hurt. It was Sirius’ birthday and he couldn’t even work up the courage to walk across the great hall and give him a gift, his own brother. Instead he’d spent the entire day watching Remus Lupin smile at him, Peter Pettigrew laugh too loudly at his jokes, and James Potter pat him on the back, his replacement Sirius’ new brother.
He stayed there on the staircase for what felt like hours until Evan found him, puffy eyed and still sniffling. He hated looking weak but Evan had seen him worse. Evan was always there. He'd been there when Sirius turned eleven and left for Hogwarts, he’d been there when Sirius ran away, and when Regulus found out Sirius had been adopted by the Potters. And here he was again. Sitting next to Regulus, rubbing his back slowly, not saying a word, not judging him. Because that’s who he was who he’d always been. Sirius may have been destined to live out in the sun, but Evan and Regulus were made for the depths below, they were drowning but they were drowning together.
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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shower thoughts - word count: 423 - pre rosekiller fluff
Barty sat fully clothed in the bathtub, the loud sounds of the overhead shower soaking his clothes and trying and failing to drown out his thoughts. He wasn’t sure how he’d expected this time to be any different. It was always the same. He really should give up on this whole love thing.
The shower shut off abruptly startling Barty out of his thoughts and unseeing stare. Evan plopped himself down on the floor next to the bathtub two containers of ice cream held in one arm and two spoons in hand, he used his free hand to hold one of the ice cream tubs and a spoon out to Barty.
“rough night?” Evan’s tone was casual, conversational, not demanding for Barty to tell him everything just giving him the option.
Barty took a few bites of his ice cream, strawberry, his favorite, before he spoke. “he dumped me” he stabbed his ice cream a little agressively with his spoon “said I was ‘too much’ and he ‘didn’t have the energy to deal with me’ whatever that means.”
Evan didn’t say anything just nodded softly so Barty continued
“The asshole didn’t even have the decency to do it somewhere private. He did it right there in the restaurant and left me with the bill.” Barty scowled at his knees pulling them up closer to his chest as he picked at the rips in his jeans.
Evan frowned at that “Bitch.”
“I know!! and he had audacity to keep my fucking hoodie!” Barty stabbed aggressively at his ice cream again
“I’m pretty sure that was my hoodie actually-“
Barty snorted “that hoodie stopped being yours the second you left it in my room”
Evan laughed, it was sweet and soft and for a while Barty laughed too. they both trailed off after a few minutes and the bathroom was quiet again
“I really thought he liked me this time” Barty whispered, dropping his head onto Evan’s shoulder, his still wet hair soaking Evan’s shirt Evan didn’t seem to mind. He just reached over and rubbed Barty’s back. Silence fell again but it was comforting this time.
“wanna go order a pizza, watch old disney movies and talk shit about him till you feel better?”
Barty laughed “hell yes”
And as they curled up on the couch in their shared apartment, the scent of one of Evan’s hoodies and Evan’s mint chocolate chip breath filling his nose. Barty thought maybe he would be okay because he was never too much for Evan, Evan always stayed.
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nikholascrow · 5 months
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whisper - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 902
Tw: physical abuse / parental abuse
(he gets comforted i swear)
Sirius was having a nightmare again. It seemed like he was always having those nowadays ever since he’d left Regulus in that house, even if he had his brother back now he couldn’t shake the fear, the guilt.
He was huddled in a corner of the kitchen shielding regulus from view as best he could as their faceless mother screamed. flashes of light bounced around the room
“SELFISH. UNGRATEFUL. DISGUSTING CHILD.” she howled every word punctuated by a flash of light.
Each spell missed, her focus disrupted by her anger, eyes wild with rage. Usually she was quiet when she was angry, cold, steely, and cruel. Tonight was different, tonight was red hot and desperate. Another flash of light and he was struck by searing pain, his vision went white hot. Someone screamed he couldn’t tell if it was him or Regulus. there was nothing but pain. endless unbearable pain.
his eyes flew open and he sat up straight, cold sweat dripping down his neck and back. Sirius drew in a shaky breath and pulled his knees up against his chest. He was in the Potter’s house, Regulus was just down the hall, they were safe, they were fine. Despite the fact that he knew his brother was fast asleep and completely safe, Sirius pulled back the covers and slipped out of bed tiptoeing out of his room and down the empty hall. Regulus’ door creaked open quietly and there he was, in bed with James curled around him smiling softly in his sleep, Sirius smiled too. He eased shut the door and stood there, one hand on the doorknob.
“Pads?” Sirius jumped Remus had somehow managed to silently creep out of his room into the hallway
“Jesus christ moony-“ Sirius hissed just above a whisper “what the hell are you doing up?”
Remus raised an eyebrow “I have a better question, why did I wake up at two in the fucking morning to you blundering down the hallway?” Remus didn’t look annoyed, just concerned.
Damn his incredibly pretty best friend and his extra sensitive werewolf senses. “Just checking on Reg and Prongs, someone had to make sure they were keeping it pg” Sirius forced a grin but it didn’t do much to hide the way his bloodshot eyes avoided his friend’s gaze.
“Another nightmare?” Remus asked softly it wasn’t really a question he already knew the answer but sirius nodded anyway. “wanna sleep with me tonight?”
“yes please-“ his voice was barely above a whisper but Remus seemed to hear him loud and clear.
Sirius followed Remus into his bedroom and slipped into bed next to him. He felt so small and weak in the big bed like he was sinking into the mattress and it would swallow him whole, then strong arms wrapped around him and the feeling evaporated. He buried his head in Remus’ chest and Remus ran his fingers through Sirius’ dark curls.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” Remus asked softly it wasn’t demanding, it wasn’t required, it was a simple invitation, and it meant the world to Sirius.
Sirius shook his head gently
“You didn’t deserve it, Pads, whatever she did, neither of you deserved that.” Sirius’ bloodshot eyes were becoming glossy with tears again.
Sirius just buried his face deeper into Remus’ sweater and Remus’ free hand began tracing stars on his back. It calmed him and his eyes began to flutter as Remus whispered comforting words to him that contrasted the screams he’d woken up to. He drifted off to sleep in the arms of his best friend and the boy he loved.
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nikholascrow · 4 months
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Christmas at the Potter’s - word count: 673 - merry fucking christmas to everyone who celebrates and big hugs to everyone who’s holiday experience has sucked because of family
It was James’ idea. Why must James Potter be bane of his existence first stealing the heart of his best friend and then having the audacity to be nice to Evan and him as well? Barty did not under any circumstances like James Potter. Ever. But now sitting in the Potters’ living room squished between Regulus and a very Sleepy Evan, maybe Barty liked James a Little bit, But only because the couch was so crowded that Evan was partly in his lap and had his head resting on Barty’s shoulder.
James’ grand scheme began one night in the slytherin dorms a week before christmas holidays,
James propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at his boyfriend excitedly “Reg if i turn into prongs would you charm my nose to glow red so i’d look like Rudolph?”
“So you'd look like who?” Regulus looked somewhere between wildly perplexed and mildly entertained.
“like the reindeer- ya know the one with the red nose?”
Evan glanced over from his bed where’d he’d been writing an essay “why on earth would a reindeer have a red nose?”
“He pulls Santa’s sleigh- ya know to bring the presents?” James was looking increasingly more distressed.
Barty sat up from his place next to Evan and asked the question that pushed James over the edge “Who the bloody fuck is Santa?”
what followed was the most chaotic description of Christmas Barty had ever heard after which James realized not a single one of the slytherin boys in the room had ever experienced a proper Christmas.
Less than two days later James plopped down at the slytherin table next to Regulus much to the confusion of most of the contents of the great hall and declared “It’s done!”
all three boys stared at him blankly but Regulus was the first to speak “what’s done-“
James beamed “You’re all coming to mine for Christmas this year! I’ve already asked mum and told Sirius and Remus and Peter and… what?” as if he had just registered how absolutely confuzzled they all looked.
So here Barty was crammed on a couch with Remus, Sirius, Peter, James, Regulus and Evan, his best friend who he definitely did not have a Crush on. Remus, his favorite of the Gryffindors, kept shooting him knowing looks and he was Rapidly dropping down in Barty’s ranking of everyone squished onto the crowded couch at the moment. Barty just glared back at him. Honestly He thought Evan was asleep until elbow jabbed painfully into his ribs and he looked over to see Evan's terrifyingly unreadable Hazel eyes.
then the dazzlingly beautiful blonde had the bloody audacity to smirk at him and push a small perfectly wrapped gift into his hands “merry christmas Bee”
Barty eagerly ripped away the perfect emerald green paper and opened the small box it had encased, the box contained a small oval locket and within that was a picture of him and Evan taken sometime during the summer before 5th year Barty had one an arm draped around Evan and they both wore lazy content smiles Barty remembered that moment it had been perfect he’d prayed it would never end. Bartys face went red and the butterflies that followed could be more accurately described as a rabid raccoon clawing at the walls of his stomach. Barty opened his mouth to thank Evan to say anything but nothing came out, a few minutes of silence later in which Barty was painfully aware of the way Evan was smirking at him he managed to form a complete sentence
“merry christmas Ev” he shoved his messily wrapped gift into Evan's hands unceremoniously and looked anywhere but Evan. Said target of his unfortunately placed affections slowly unwrapped the gift careful not to rip the delicate navy paper, and held up a pretty beaded bracelet Barty has made himself detailed with a silver rose charm. Evan didn’t say anything, just slipped the bracelet on his wrist and curled back up against Barty.
God he was gonna kill James.
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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She loves me - word count: 291 - Tw: child abuse, physical abuse
“She loves me.”
“Reg please-“ Sirius was begging him to go, pleading but Regulus was just staring numbling.
“You don’t have to leave” Regulus felt strangely calm at this moment. He should be frantic. He should be trying to convince his brother to stay but he doesn’t have it in him anymore he knows his words are empty.
“You know I can’t stay Reg” Sirius looks exhausted like he’s caving in on himself he’s covered in bruises and his own blood. Regulus should be angry at his mother. He should feel something but he just feels cold and empty. “Please come with me you don’t have to stay here you could come to the Potters and-“
“She loves me Sirius.” and then Sirius is gone just like everything else he’s ever loved. Everything except his mother.
“She loves me, she loves me, she loves me-” He’s rocking himself back and forth on the dusty floor of one of the manor’s broom closets.
“REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK” a loud bang sounds from somewhere down stairs
“She loves me, she loves me, she loves me-“ his voice grows more desperate the louder his mother gets. There's another loud bang much closer this time.
“DESPICABLE USELESS BOY”
“She loves me, she loves me, she loves me-“ his breath coming out in gasps as the door flies open and harsh light comes pouring into the small space. She loves me, she loves me, she loves me- he thinks as the searing pain hits him.
She's never loved him, not really. He knows that deep down, yet he still can’t leave her; he can't lose the only constant in his life, so instead as the pain consumes him he begs his mind to believe She loves me.
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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Out - Sirius’ pov - Word count: 165
Tw: past parental abuse
“I need out.”
Sirius remembered the fights, he remembered the screaming, the curses, and god he remembered the pain. He remembered the “Reggie come with me” he couldn’t bring himself to say. He remembered the betrayal on his brother’s face when he walked out that door. It kept him up or filled his nightmares when he managed to sleep, there was no escape from the guilt, James had said it wasn’t his fault, and somewhere deep down Sirius knew he was right, but that didn’t erase the face of his terrified little brother as he walked out the door promising to never come back, it was burned into his brain he couldn’t escape it.
But now here Regulus sat in the his dorm room sitting on James’ bed squeezing James’ hand, face tear stained, shiney eyes staring straight at Sirius as he said
“I want to get out, I want to leave. Please help me leave.”
This time Sirius wasn’t leaving his little brother behind.
(little note: this is not meant to portray Sirius as the villain or as redemption for him it’s simply him finally getting the chance to help his brother)
Regulus’ Pov
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nikholascrow · 4 months
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Alone - Word count: 53
Barty hated christmas. He’d hated it since the first christmas he’d spent alone in that house, and he’d hated it more every year since.
But now leaning against Evan as he read, a blanket wrapped around them both, listening to corny as fuck christmas music, maybe he didn’t hate it quite so much.
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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‘and they were roomates’ updated again!!
I finished this update faster then I expected and we’re officially passed 2000 words :00 (yes I know that’s really short for the 4th update I like slicing and dicing up my work-)
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nikholascrow · 4 months
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new chapter of my rosekiller fic And They Were Roommates is up!! check it out on ao3 if you want :]
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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Out - Regulus’ pov - Word count: 167
Tw: past parental abuse
“I need out.”
Regulus' mouth felt like it was moving of its own accord, the words coming from it felt disconnected like he was watching himself speak. Sirius just stared in shock. Regulus remembered the screams of course he did. He relieved them every day of his life. He remembered all of it, every single fight, every single curse. He remembered staying in that house watching Sirius walk out that door. He remembered losing his brother, it haunted him.
James squeezed his hand from beside him on the bed. It wasn't his fault and sure as hell wasn’t Sirius’ fault he knew that now. Sirius just stared, feet seemingly frozen to the floor, eyes flickering between James and Regulus sitting together on James’ bed.
Regulus sucked in a deep breath and spoke again “I want to get out, I want to leave. Please help me leave.”
Regulus wasn’t going to lose his big brother again; he'd fight tooth and nail to make sure of it.
Sirius’ pov
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nikholascrow · 6 months
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in honor of the first halloween since 2018 that i haven’t been sick
a trick and a treat
Sirius sat up against a mountain of pillows in his bed whining, and complaining, and generally annoying the shit out of his boyfriend. but he had every right it was halloween and he was fucking sick! it wasn’t fair! James and Peter were both in hogsmeade probably getting supplies for halloween pranks he couldn’t be apart of, and he was sitting in bed doing nothing. Remus had stayed in the dorm with him, insisting he was tired and didn’t wanna go out, which was definitely a lie he’d told just so Sirius wouldn’t be alone. that only made him feel worse, he hated being a burden he’d tried to convince Remus to go with the others but he kept insisting.
so now Sirius was whining about how cold the dorm was and how gross he felt. Remus sighed and pushed himself off his bed setting his book down and walking towards the foot of his bed, Sirius noted somewhat guiltily that he’d barely turned a single page since he’d begun his whining. Remus rummaged through his trunk and pulled out one of his sweaters, he gently threw it at a slightly surprised Sirius who had fully expected to be ignored until he stopped acting like a baby. Sirius pulled the sweater on over his head and remus retrieved his book before slipping into Sirius’ bed, and wrapping one arm around him.
“now please, for the love of god, shut the fuck up love.” he breathed into Sirius’ neck gently running a hand through his tangled black hair and returning to his book.
the punctuation is shit cause im tired and dont care so uh 👍
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nikholascrow · 5 months
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Remus and Sirius in the common room
Remus sitting in an arm chair Sirius sitting on the floor in front of him
Remus braiding Sirius’ hair while talking to James Peter and Marlene
no one questions it because they’re always like that always gently touching each other thats just how they are
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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Au in which college student Regulus and Remus work at the same library and James and Sirius visit an ungodly amount for ‘studying’ purposes mostly just to flirt with the cute librarians and Remus and Regulus are starting to wonder how many damn comic books two guys can borrow before they run out
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nikholascrow · 5 months
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i like to imagine that Sirius offers to let Remus hold his hand if it hurts in the hospital wing while Pomfrey heals him and Remus who has an incredibly high pain tolerance from all his bones breaking themselves every full moon is totally fine but milking it so hard just to hold Sirius’ hand and Pomfrey is so very aware of Remus’ massive crush on Sirius that she doesn’t kick him out as much as James and Peter
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nikholascrow · 4 months
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okay okay hear me out-
multi part rosekiller fic that starts off as a gay crisis sleepover that’s awkward as hell over summer break in which Barty has his gay awakening and then has to figure out how to live in a dorm with Evan again when they go back to hogwarts
thoughts?
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