#feeling angsty

Everyone having a good Wednesday? Yeah? Good! Oh it’s Azirafeast? That’s so nice!

I made something to bring to the cookout!

Let me just put it riiiiiight herrrrre

💣 ANGST 💣

Drag Path but its how time take a toll on someone dear to you..

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An Alastor x Reader fic where the reader knew Alastor when they were alive and they were friends, but the reader was already in love with Alastor but knew how he felt about relationships. So she keeps it hidden and takes her feelings to the grave.

“How could you do that?” The second you stepped a toe into the threshold of your home the words started, Your partner’s eyes narrowed on you from the doorway to the kitchen. He hadn’t taken his jacket off; muddy footprints followed to where he stood, eyes glaring at you, while he waited for an answer. You shut the door behind you, setting down your sword and wiping the blood from your cheek before tumbling your way out of your shoes, ignoring the irritated tap of fingers against the wall. “Y/N, seriously, how could you do something like that? Look at me” Your head felt weighed down with shame as you continued your movements, like a hypnotized dance, stunned at the storm you were preparing to receive the impact of.

“Oba- it was a mistake” meeting his eyes was a mistake, the fury behind them had you freezing, entranced by the anguish and disappointment that they held.

“No, that’s not the answer. A mistake is losing your footing during an exchange, not jumping in the fucking way of a blade- I’m sorry. I misspoke MY blade. Y/N,” The exasperated breath at the end of his sentence had you flinching.

“It was wrong, it was the wrong way to go and he would have hit you by the time he got to you”

“Don’t turn this around on me. Do. Not. Make this seem like it was my fault. You knew what I was going to do, you got in the way and made the both of us, hashira no less, lose a lower moon. So again. Why on earth would you make such a childish ‘mistake?’” You shrugged, unsure how to respond other than what you originally said, that was why you did it.

“It was a trap, Obanai, it wasn’t right, something was off” he scoffed, throwing his head back in a lifeless laugh before returning to his slouch against the doorframe.

“A trap. You would jump in front of my fucking blade because you THOUGHT it was a trap, you’re an idiot. That’s the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard and it’s disappointing coming from you,” He shook his head, turning away from your slumped for.

“Fuck you, Obanai, you don’t know me. You obviously didn’t see what I saw”

“Don’t know you?” He scoffed, turning back towards you. “Your right, the Y/N I know would never do something as reckless as that, not only risking her life but my life and the three lower slayers with us. The Y/N I know would never fuck things up like that, and the Y/N I love would never put herself in front of MY FUCKING BLADE because of a goddamn hunch. It was selfish, idiotic, stupid, and worst of all cruel,” By the time he was done talking you were furiously wiping away tears that were cascading down your cheeks, trying to ignore the look of contempt on your lover’s face.

“I didn’t me-“

The toxic and most ancient house of Black,

As much as I love the angst of insanely abusive Walburga and Orion, who literally torture their children, I don't think it was like that.

Regulus stayed because he thought Walburga loved him and she had made him dependent on her toxic love. Walburga did love her kids in a sick and twisted way. They were her whole world. She spent all her time with them, so much more than other pureblood mothers did. She read them books and bedtime stories. She held them in bed until they fell asleep. Sirius was her pride and Regulus her joy. If you had asked her, she'd say she was the best parent she could be.

But imagine a young Sirius who comes back home after sneaking out at night, to find his mother and little brother curled up in the sofa, sobbing into each other's clothes because, "how could you abandon us like this? do you not love us?".

Or Walburga breaking down at family dinner because Sirius rolled his eyes at her and "how could you love me so little when I've given you the world?"

And morning after morning that Regulus spends curled up in his mother's lap as she cries over the fact that Sirius hates her, when all he's doing is being a kid.

Slowly, Regulus starts to resent Sirius for the way he makes mother cry. And quickly, Sirius really does start to hate Walburga, because no matter what he does, it will never be enough.

Imagine Walburga threatening to kill herself when she's alone with Regulus and they receive news of Sirius being sorted into Gryffindor. A 10 year old Regulus begging his mum not to do it. Walburga calming down and holding him in her arms as she apologises and says that he loves him but can't bear the thought that Sirius hates her so much that he'd abandon their family like that. And slowly, Regulus starts to believe it. 

Regulus who is autistic and constantly shamed for it by Walburga who tells him it's wrong to be that way. And Regulus crying into her arms as she holds him and tells him she's only looking out for him. That she's the only person who could love someone like him. Then Regulus, who gets bullied when he first gets to Hogwarts, crying to her again because she was right, and begging her to help him get better.

Imagine the day Sirius says he's leaving home, and Walburga sobbing as she tries to climb over the balcony railing, and Regulus pulling her away and begging her not to. Regulus looks at Sirius with hatred because "how could you do this to mum? she'll die if we leave."

And it's just Regulus and Walburga now, because Orion is rarely home and Sirius is gone. Every day goes by with a cycle of insults thrown at Regulus, followed by hours spent with mother and son curled up on the sofa, filled with apologies and tears. The more time that passes the worse the insults get because now Walburga's anger is directed only at him. But so is her love, and he tries to hold on to that.