am i not merciful?
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And when he looks at her, it’s like her smile is covering every last inch of his skin, and it burns like the fucking sun, and then it soothes like he’s bathing in milk or virgin’s blood or something.
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AND WHEN HE LOOKS AT HER, IT’S LIKE HER SMILE IS COVERING EVERY LAST INCH OF HIS SKIN, AND IT BURNS LIKE THE FUCKING SUN.
prompt: american high school au // marauders era
word count: 2791
for: #takeupadvent & #rexweek & @gingerbregulus (who is almost entirely to blame for this) & @ashryver (who is to blame for the rest of it bc she led me to this photo tbh)
(1)
It’s Barty Crouch’s End Of Semester Breakup Bash and Lily Evans is standing in the kitchen in sweatpants and a leopard print faux fur coat. Her hair’s been pinned up in curlers, and the only makeup on her face is a dark red don’t fuck with me shade of lipstick.
That’s probably the right kind of vibe to give off when one is almost twenty but still attending a party full of high school kids, and for the most part, it’s working, because even though she’s obviously putting bottles of alcohol in her Target posing as Free People purse, no one has said anything.
It’s as if, somehow, no one has noticed her.
But Regulus has noticed.
Regulus has had his eyes on Lily since she walked in sixteen minutes ago.
- who said i love you first? YO. regulus tbh. lily didnt want to be That Girl and seem clingy but it was like. they had been together for a YEAR and no one had said it and regulus was like…well what the fuck are we even doing here so he said it but really passive aggressively and like. via hilariously formal text message.
- who laughs when the other trips? neither of them would ever do that bc they are civilised adults. (lily @ regulus like every fucking time he comes home wasted.)
- who pays the bills? regulus bc he wants to keep all methods of efficiently hiding an eventual affair available to him. like he loves her yeah but. no one can accuse him of not planning ahead.
- which one makes a bigger deal around the holidays? lily!!! lily loves the holidays so long as she doesnt have to go see petunia and like. pretend that she thinks dudley is a cute baby. but regulus wont go to surrey to see petunia bc he thinks surrey is too far out from london and is basically the countryside. this is ridiculous but again lily doesnt want to go at all so shes like ‘sorry petunia bye petunia’ and then they dont talk again for another few months.
- who’s more clumsy? regulus while drunk. so like. 2x per week regulus is clumsy af.
- who checks their daily horoscope? LILY. regulus tells her that horoscopes dont make SENSE bc if they were real, like, everyone in the world would have really boring lives. lily is like ‘um it does make sense okay of the two of us who very cleverly did a science a-level and who thought that would be a waste of their time?’ regulus shuts up, scowls, and lily smiles smugly and reads aloud the aquarius horoscope, just because she can.
- who sings louder in the car? lily. (except for when regulus is drunk. not that he drives drunk. as far as anyone knows. bc it would be really impressive if he could convincingly drive drunk while rapping along to gas pedal??? but rex cant do that. thats absurd. not to mention illegal. regulus has an extreme respect for the law tbh.)
- who leaves the cap off the toothpaste? regulus bc he is trash. lily combats this by replacing his toothpaste with kids toothpaste. it tastes like bubblegum. regulus is like…not that opposed to that so he doesnt really care.
- who is more up to date in pop culture? regulus bc lily is lowkey a hipster and refuses to admit that she knows certain things but like. regulus is conservative af and so lily knows more about like Politics and The World.
- who insists on going to see the newest movies? regulus.
- who cries when the abused animal commercials come on? your boy rex and one time lily calls him a certain gendered slur for this so regulus tearfully yet viciously throws her darkest secret in her face. lily cant BELIEVE regulus is bringing up the time she hit a badger with her sisters car when she was eighteen and refuses to talk to him for a week and a half.
- who’s the lighter sleeper? lily but after some of the people in rexs old gang break into the flat in the night she starts waking him up every time shes up. just in case.
- who believes in ghosts? regulus bc sirius used to bully him about the ghost that lived in the upstairs toilet when they were kids. lily used to bully petunia about things like this so. she finds this equal parts cute and pathetic.
- who does the grocery shopping? lily except she never gets regulus’ weird fav things bc they are all like weird imports that only posh people eat and so he has to like go round his mothers house in the dead of night to raid her kitchen once a month.
- who updates their facebook status more often? lily bc regulus doesnt have a facebook he has a tumblr and a linkedin.
pairings: james potter/lily evans, (mentioned) regulus black/lily evans, (background) alice/frank longbottom
au: nonmagical modern au
word count: 997
for: literally no one. no one asked for this. in fact @gingerbregulus & @provocative-envy asked for entirely different things that i didnt write because of how im the worst. sorry.
Alice has scheduled her last-minute shame-ridden shotgun wedding for a Thursday, which is annoying enough already, because it means that Lily has to take off work for the occasion.
Her boss asks, “Alice, is it? And what’s her lad’s name?“
“Erm, Frank Longbottom?"
Moody raises his eyebrows, like, "So, he’s posh, is it?”
Lily nods, and shifts awkwardly on her feet until Moody sighs, “Fine. But you’re covering two shifts next week to make it up."
And then it gets worse, because Lily gets back to her desk, discovers that a bouquet of sunflowers has been delivered in her absence, and the small card tucked amongst them reads,
pairings: james potter/lily evans, sirius black/james potter, regulus black/lily evans
au: nonmagical modern au
word count: 1029
for: @gingerbregulus & this post & @alrightevans & this post
“Mate, I need, like, two quid,” Sirius says, leaning into Regulus’ bedroom. “Have you got two quid?”
“You know I don’t carry money,” Regulus sighs, rolling over, pulling his duvet away from his face. He’s been in bed, fully dressed, since his tutorial ended at five. It’s half past eleven, now. He still doesn’t want to get out of bed. “Why do you need two quid?”
“I’ve ordered pizza.”
Regulus yawns, “They were giving pizzas out free at uni today. I would’ve got you one if you’d said.”
“Okay?” Sirius is like, crossing his arms over his chest. “But in the first place, did I want pizza earlier today?”
“I–”
“And in the second place, was it pizza that I would’ve eaten?”
“You are so fucking weird,” Regulus groans.
“Not wanting to eat gross shit on my pizza is not weird, Regulus, it’s a natural defence mechanism, it’s the reason why I, unlike, say, you, have never before experienced an allergic reaction.”
Regulus has had one allergic reaction, ever, to strawberries, because Sirius had forced half an Eton Mess on him when they were both too young to understand that their entire fucking inbred family suffered from an allergy to strawberries.
Except Narcissa, but, like, she’s probably adopted.
Harry Potter Challenge ϟ ¾ favorite pairings: Regulus Black & Lily Evans
“This guy — … [he’s] younger than her, definitely — is the walking definition of tall, dark, and handsome. And awkward. That, too. He’s wearing expensive clothing — designer jeans and a platinum Rolex and a soft, white cotton v-neck—but he’s wearing it all wrong. He’s fidgeting, for God’s sake. Fidgeting.” (x)
pairing: regulus black/lily evans
au: american modern au // prequel to this au
word count: 979
warnings: regulus black, mentions of miscarriage
for: my soulmate provocative-envy & reghoulus the regulus to my sirius
Regulus looks like shit.
And it’s not like it’s really early in the morning, or something, which would make this a socially acceptable state of affairs.
It’s six thirty at night.
His tube of Redken Stand Tough Extreme Hold gel finally quit on him two days ago and he’s been too busy with work to buy more, so he’s got a gold and white leather snapback on his head, and a pair of Sirius’ oversized sunglasses on his face, and they feel cheap, like they’re probably from H&M or like, fucking, Forever 21, or something, and the girl at Pottery Barn is asking him, “Wait, so you want to buy what?”
“Um, like. Throw pillows? My brother is moving into a new apartment, and he’s having a party, and he says I have to go, so I need to, like, whatever, bring him a thing? I thought some, like, cheap pillows would work.”
Her lip curls, and she goes, “Sweetie, maybe you’re in the wrong place. Do you want to go to Target instead?”
No one has ever told Regulus he was in the wrong place in his entire life.
Well, okay, there was that one time when he was sixteen and he got lost in Compton, but like.
That time almost doesn’t even count.
3/∞ REGULILY FICS: sad eyes, bad guys by @takeupserpents
“Is that what you want to do to all mudbloods?! Am I next?!”
“You know I don’t think of you like a–”
Lily rolls her eyes, exclaims, “Oh, but your friends do, Regulus! And you can’t make me into a different person, you can’t have everything! You need to start making choices. I need to make choices. There’s a war brewing out there, don’t you realise?”
Pairing: Regulus Black x Lily Evans
Setting: Canon AU
[ after ]
Lily loved James with all the best parts of herself—the parts of her that were happy and whole and effervescent, the parts of her that wanted the white picket fence and the messy-haired children, the parts of her that a war couldn’t extinguish and a single hateful word could never define.
But it was a lie.
It was a lie.
Because loving James was soft, and it was beautiful, and it was warm and it was sweet and it was lovely—a vanilla scented candle flickering serenely in the background of a picture-perfect family montage, a world where the brilliant diamond ring on her finger never felt heavy, and the shape of her new last name on her tongue never felt awkward, and the searing memory of her final few moments with the wrong Black brother never felt harrowing.
