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summary: regulus wanted to show you the world, but you’re two worlds apart. based off of astrology by conan gray.
pairing: regulus black x fem!reader
warnings: breakup, angst, mentions of alcoholic parents, a kiss hehe, let me know if there’s anymore! i didn’t proof read cause i’m lazy!!!
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You and Regulus came from very different worlds, but strangely enough you two were very similar. Regulus grew up in a pureblood family, his dad very cold and distant, and his mom very controlling. He had this weight on his back trying to be the perfect child they expected him to be, and it was hard at him. Hogwarts was like an escape for him.
You were a muggle born witch who never knew her father, and your mom was an alcoholic who tried to care about you as best as she could. You always wanted her to be proud of you, and no matter how hard you tried, she never seemed to notice. It hurt really bad because you worked for everything so hard, not for yourself, but for her.
You met Regulus during your sixth year. You knew of each other, but never really spoke. You had no reason to, and you also heard that the pureblood boy did not like people like you, so you kept your distance to avoid drama.
The two of you sat in the library, separate tables but in each other’s view. You shared small glances every once in a while, and it almost scared you. You hated that you didn’t know what he was thinking, you hated that every time you looked up he was already looking. You hated the way he would look away quickly and pretend he wasn’t, so of course you did what any sane person would do, you walked over to him.
Your mom always taught you to stand up for yourself, so that’s what you did. Regulus watched as you grabbed the book you were reading and your bag as if you were going to leave, but when you started to walk straight towards him his heart started fo pound out of his chest. Why was she coming over. He quickly looked back down at his potions book when you slammed your hand down on the table, causing him to jump.
“What the hell are you staring at?” You asked, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not responding. “Huh?” You raised your eyebrows, curious to hear what he was going to say. Regulus cleared his throat and pointed at the book in your hands. “Your book.” He said, glancing at it. You looked down at it. It was a book on astrology, it wasn’t school assigned but you found it hidden in the far back corner of the library.
“My book?” You questioned, confused. “Yes, your book.” He responded ever so simply, and your face scrunched up even tighter. “It’s a really good book, I used to read it all the time.” He finally answered, your face softened. “Oh.” You replied, now shocked.
“Oh?” He pressed further into your thoughts. “I thought you were planning my murder or something.” You explained, causing him to laugh. The most infectious and perfect laugh you had ever heard. His smile was wide, and you couldn’t help but scoff. “Don’t ever stare at people like that again.” You suggested to him, before giving him a small smile. “I’ll remember that.” He nodded, laughing off the moment.
After that, you saw each other in the library almost every night. You started to sit with him after a while, and for hours you would talk instead of study. Talk for hours and hours about endless nothings. Those nothings turned into somethings one particular night.
“You’ve never been to france?” He asked, and you nodded. “Not everyone is rich like you, Reg.” His heart fluttered at you calling him a nickname. “The only place I’ve ever been to is London, and that’s where I grew up.” You shrugged, and he stared at you for a moment, something he always did when he was thinking you had come to find out.
“I’ll show you the world one day, Y/N.” He said, looking at you in your eyes. “Promise?” You marveled. “Promise.” He promised you. The two of you went silent for a moment, before he leaned in and gave you a kiss. Regulus couldn’t believe what he had done. He was giving you a kiss. He was thrilled, no he was more than thrilled. He couldn’t describe how amazing the feeling was. “I think.. I think I love you.” You whispered, both your faces close as the two of you parted from the kiss. “I think I love you too.” He smiled, making you blush deeply.
You were the one person who ever treated him like he was more than the Black family heir. It felt.. right. Until it didn’t.
Regulus laid awake for hours that night. Tossing and turning, thinking. He couldn’t stop thinking. Thinking about the dark mark that laid implanted in his skin. Thinking about how you would be in danger if anyone found out about your shared nights in the library talking about the stars in the glowing sky, traveling around to see the beautiful sky in every corner of the world. He loved the idea of it, but he knew it could never happen.
Not with the dark mark, not with his parents and their pureblood mania, not with you being the one person Voldemort would go to if he crossed him. It filled him with anxiety, and fear. Regulus didn’t want to ever see you hurt. Little did he know he was going to be the reason you were.
Regulus stopped talking to you, started avoiding you at any costs, and definitely stopped coming to the library at night. It left you confused, and heart broken. What did you do so wrong for him to do this? Everything was going so.. perfect.
Somehow you cornered him in the corridors one night after dinner, you had tears in your eyes when you grabbed Regulus’s wrist and turned him around so he could look at you. His heart shattered when he saw your face. “What the hell, Regulus?” You said angrily. “Why have you been avoiding me?” You asked, hoping for an answer. He only shrugged.
“Distance brings fondness, I guess.” He said, and you stepped back slowly. “What?” You asked, your voice so low it was almost a whisper. He didn’t say anything.
“Did you even love me?” You demanded an answer. Not a single word came from his mouth. “You have nothing to say?” Silence. “…Nothing?” You almost pleaded.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. It was never gonna work out.” Tears fell from your eyes. “I’m from a pureblood family and you’re a..” He started. “Mudblood?” You finished. “Wow.. so this meant nothing to you?”
“You’re pointing at a sky that’s already dead.” He referenced to the astrology book. You stared at him for a moment, hurt in your eyes. “Fine.” You said sharply, walking away.
I loved this but I think you meant astronomy because that Conan’s song and because astrology is the one where you study signs and astronomy stars and the universe,but this one shot helped me sleep so thank you
Type: reader insert | Fandoms: marauders era (hp), soc, golden era (hp) | no smut, only fluff or angst!
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Everything was going wrong.
The classes were less fun, the dinners had less chattering, and all the teachers were on high alert. The whispers of Dark Lord were getting louder, and who could distinguish the death eaters from the rest?
Regulus always stayed close by you, just close enough so he could keep an eye on everything that's going on. He couldn't lose you. You said repeatedly that you could take care of yourself, but he never listened. He knew firsthand how cruel Voldemort was, and soon the world was going to know.
"Reg, come on, it'll be okay. Now hand me over that sandwich, would you?" You tried to sound carefree, but you saw how his eyes darkened.
He said you should be more serious with everything going on. Well, when you were serious, you tend to freak out and that would worry him even more. Pretending like nothing was happening was also getting on his nerves. You didn't know what he wanted.
"I wish I could put a bag around Voldemort's face and push him onto the traffic," you murmured, taking a huge bite of the sandwich.
"Don't say his name," Regulus whispered, as if the Dark Lord was going to appear in front of him and demand a share of your sandwich.
"You need to stop worrying so much. When was the last time you've properly slept?"
"Yesterday."
"Lie."
"Fine, but I still don't understand how you could stay so calm."
You shrugged, "When you hold my hand, I know everything's going to be alright."
You were sure he would roll his eyes or call it cheesy, but he sighed and intertwined his fingers between yours, and looked at you with genuine care in his eyes.
"Then I guess I'm not letting you go anytime soon," he said, his face softening.
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summary: regulus wanted to show you the world, but you’re two worlds apart. based off of astronomy by conan gray.
pairing: regulus black x fem!reader
warnings: breakup, angst, mentions of alcoholic parents, a kiss hehe, let me know if there’s anymore! i didn’t proof read cause i’m lazy!!!
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You and Regulus came from very different worlds, but strangely enough you two were very similar. Regulus grew up in a pureblood family, his dad very cold and distant, and his mom very controlling. He had this weight on his back trying to be the perfect child they expected him to be, and it was hard at him. Hogwarts was like an escape for him.
You were a muggle born witch who never knew her father, and your mom was an alcoholic who tried to care about you as best as she could. You always wanted her to be proud of you, and no matter how hard you tried, she never seemed to notice. It hurt really bad because you worked for everything so hard, not for yourself, but for her.
You met Regulus during your sixth year. You knew of each other, but never really spoke. You had no reason to, and you also heard that the pureblood boy did not like people like you, so you kept your distance to avoid drama.
The two of you sat in the library, separate tables but in each other’s view. You shared small glances every once in a while, and it almost scared you. You hated that you didn’t know what he was thinking, you hated that every time you looked up he was already looking. You hated the way he would look away quickly and pretend he wasn’t, so of course you did what any sane person would do, you walked over to him.
Your mom always taught you to stand up for yourself, so that’s what you did. Regulus watched as you grabbed the book you were reading and your bag as if you were going to leave, but when you started to walk straight towards him his heart started fo pound out of his chest. Why was she coming over. He quickly looked back down at his potions book when you slammed your hand down on the table, causing him to jump.
“What the hell are you staring at?” You asked, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not responding. “Huh?” You raised your eyebrows, curious to hear what he was going to say. Regulus cleared his throat and pointed at the book in your hands. “Your book.” He said, glancing at it. You looked down at it. It was a book on astrology, it wasn’t school assigned but you found it hidden in the far back corner of the library.
“My book?” You questioned, confused. “Yes, your book.” He responded ever so simply, and your face scrunched up even tighter. “It’s a really good book, I used to read it all the time.” He finally answered, your face softened. “Oh.” You replied, now shocked.
“Oh?” He pressed further into your thoughts. “I thought you were planning my murder or something.” You explained, causing him to laugh. The most infectious and perfect laugh you had ever heard. His smile was wide, and you couldn’t help but scoff. “Don’t ever stare at people like that again.” You suggested to him, before giving him a small smile. “I’ll remember that.” He nodded, laughing off the moment.
After that, you saw each other in the library almost every night. You started to sit with him after a while, and for hours you would talk instead of study. Talk for hours and hours about endless nothings. Those nothings turned into somethings one particular night.
“You’ve never been to france?” He asked, and you nodded. “Not everyone is rich like you, Reg.” His heart fluttered at you calling him a nickname. “The only place I’ve ever been to is London, and that’s where I grew up.” You shrugged, and he stared at you for a moment, something he always did when he was thinking you had come to find out.
“I’ll show you the world one day, Y/N.” He said, looking at you in your eyes. “Promise?” You marveled. “Promise.” He promised you. The two of you went silent for a moment, before he leaned in and gave you a kiss. Regulus couldn’t believe what he had done. He was giving you a kiss. He was thrilled, no he was more than thrilled. He couldn’t describe how amazing the feeling was. “I think.. I think I love you.” You whispered, both your faces close as the two of you parted from the kiss. “I think I love you too.” He smiled, making you blush deeply.
You were the one person who ever treated him like he was more than the Black family heir. It felt.. right. Until it didn’t.
Regulus laid awake for hours that night. Tossing and turning, thinking. He couldn’t stop thinking. Thinking about the dark mark that laid implanted in his skin. Thinking about how you would be in danger if anyone found out about your shared nights in the library talking about the stars in the glowing sky, traveling around to see the beautiful sky in every corner of the world. He loved the idea of it, but he knew it could never happen.
Not with the dark mark, not with his parents and their pureblood mania, not with you being the one person Voldemort would go to if he crossed him. It filled him with anxiety, and fear. Regulus didn’t want to ever see you hurt. Little did he know he was going to be the reason you were.
Regulus stopped talking to you, started avoiding you at any costs, and definitely stopped coming to the library at night. It left you confused, and heart broken. What did you do so wrong for him to do this? Everything was going so.. perfect.
Somehow you cornered him in the corridors one night after dinner, you had tears in your eyes when you grabbed Regulus’s wrist and turned him around so he could look at you. His heart shattered when he saw your face. “What the hell, Regulus?” You said angrily. “Why have you been avoiding me?” You asked, hoping for an answer. He only shrugged.
“Distance brings fondness, I guess.” He said, and you stepped back slowly. “What?” You asked, your voice so low it was almost a whisper. He didn’t say anything.
“Did you even love me?” You demanded an answer. Not a single word came from his mouth. “You have nothing to say?” Silence. “…Nothing?” You almost pleaded.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. It was never gonna work out.” Tears fell from your eyes. “I’m from a pureblood family and you’re a..” He started. “Mudblood?” You finished. “Wow.. so this meant nothing to you?”
“You’re pointing at a sky that’s already dead.” He referenced to the astrology book. You stared at him for a moment, hurt in your eyes. “Fine.” You said sharply, walking away.
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Trigger Warning: Arranged Marriage, angst, mentions of child abuse (abuse in general)
Word Count: 1794
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Summary: Glacial, cold, icy… all words that described Regulus Black’s grey eyes. Was there truly no emotion behind those eyes, or did a caring man exist beneath? Could she defrost those glacial eyes?
Disclaimer: Regulus Black (Walburga Black, Orion Black, and Sirius Black) is a character from Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. Reader or y/n is not owned by Rowling. This work has not been created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.
Notes: HOLY SHIT! Ten chapters (and nearly 25,000 words) later and I’m still no where near finished! But still! I’ve mentioned it like 50 times now, but this was supposed to be three chapters max. But I’ve sort of fallen in love with Regulus. He’s a dummy but he’s a cutie.
summary: regulus black hates you.. likes you. he hates you BECAUSE he likes you, you and your messy hand writing, and how quiet you are.. even if you two have never talked. based off a poem by anonymous i found on tik tok.
pairing: regulus black x fem!reader
warning: mentions of reader not being okay, walburga and orion (yawn), let me know if there’s more! NOT PROOF READ SORRY!
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Potions class was right around the corner, and everyday as Regulus walked to it, he got this feeling in his chest. He absolutely dreaded the idea of going to that class. Not because it was his least favorite subject, in fact he really would like it if it weren’t for you.
You see, he was sat right next to you, and over the past couple of weeks he’s grown to hate you.
Regulus walked in and sat down, you were already there sitting in your seat as you pulled out your class book and watched the professor explain the subject for the day. He stared for a moment, before catching himself and pulling out the book from his bag.
The two of you always started off class in silence, and at first he really like this, but as time went on all he ever wanted was for you to talk to him, and you never did. Unless it was something like…
“Can you hand me the dried berries?” you asked, looking at him. He froze for a second. “Regulus?” you asked, and he shivered at his name falling from your lips. You said his name so perfectly.. he hated it, how perfect you were. He quickly grabbed the cup full of dried berries and handed it to you, and you took it with a smile.
“Thank you.” you would say so softly every time without fail, it made his heart skip a beat. The way you talked was even perfect.
Regulus continued his potion, trying to focus. He simply couldn’t, the urge to loom over at you was so strong, it was all he could think about. Besides, even if he look at you right now, which he did, you wouldn’t notice. You were writing notes down on a piece of parchment paper.
Regulus hands shook as he slowly grabbed the next ingredient and put it into the pot in front of him as he secretly looked at you.
He watched your quill scribble across the page in messy handwriting, the sound giving him the chills. Someone is having a conversation next to the two of you, but he tunes it out completely, still looking at you, he couldn’t look away. You were so beautiful. Regulus hated it.
He couldn’t like you.. it wasn’t a good idea. Not with his family, not with the things he was going through. Regulus couldn’t like a girl right now. Regulus didn’t have time.. besides he didn’t even know if his family would approve of such a thing.. to get in a relationship on his own, nothing arranged or set up by Walburga. But it felt wrong to just forget about the girl in potions class completely, I mean he couldn’t if he tried.
Regulus only realized he was still staring at you after he was pulled out from his thoughts, seeing you looking up at him with a small smile. You didn’t look confused as to why he was staring at you, you were just smiling.
This troubled smile, as if you was afraid to show emotion towards him. It was a kind of smile that seemed like something you weren’t used to. Your lips were closed tight, awkwardly.
In that moment Regulus could tell you were trying so hard to be genuine. Trying so hard to be okay.
“Hi..” you finally said, again, very softly. His heart could have melted right then and there. “Hello.” He finally said, the first word he had spoke to you ever, and it came off nervously.
“Do you need something?” you asked. Regulus tried to think of an excuse, but he knew nothing could save his ass. People could tell he was staring at her with puppy eyes from miles away.
“No, sorry. I was just..” The dark haired boy trailed off. “I was just looking at you.” He finally said, and it felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. “Oh..” you blushed at his words.
“You would tell me if there was something on my face, right?” you joked, earning that rare but genuine laugh from him. Regulus had those kinds of laughs that were so infectious, something rarely heard but brought you such joy every time it escaped his lips.
“I would.” He reassured, smiling uncontrollably. “Good.” you breathed out. The two teenagers looked at each other for a few moments in silence, before you motioned towards your potion and notes. “Well I.. I better get back to this.” you implied.
“Of course!” Regulus said, before turning back to his project, as did you.
Throughout class he kept glancing at you. He didn’t hate you so much anymore.. in fact he was crazy about you.
Regulus didn’t care was Walburga or Orion thought, all he cared about was being able to spend another second with you. For the first time in a very long time someone made him excited, and alive, and happy.
The Regulus Black, the rich and famous pureblood Slytherin had a crush on you.
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Summary: Why’s the reader sneaking away to Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night? (Another version of Forbidden Forest fic) | warnings: swearing | the reader is muggle born btw!
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“Just where do you think you’re going?” Regulus asked, sounding amused and a bit too curious.
“Enjoy the party, Reg. I’m sleeping early tonight.” You said to your best friend with a tired smile. The tired part was real, but you needed the lie to work.
“Okay.” Regulus put off the dread from his mind. Technically, he was only there in the Halloween party because you had asked, and now that you are leaving, so could he.
But why did he feel like she was meeting up with someone? Even if she was, that’s none of his business, but why was he worried?
Okay, see, she’s completely fine, Reg thought, sighing.
He saw a scarf lying on the place she left. Even if it wasn’t hers, he didn’t care. He just needed a reason to follow her.
