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Sirius is staring at the simple letters on the door, engraved in cursive that disrupts the smooth dark grooves of the wood.
“R.A.B.”
Sirius remembers his brother. Regulus stays with him long past his own death.
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- Part 3 of Eulogy of Blacks
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Regulus is sat on a comfortable chair, a muted green that matches the wallpaper, in one of the various lounges around the manor. His favourite lounge, really. Far away enough from the main corridor to be isolated, and unlikely to be stumbled upon.
Anyway- he’s finishing the notes, when Sirius walks in.Sirius is back at the Black Manor for the final time, after the prank. This is a small snippet of his and Regulus’s last interaction.
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- Part 2 of Eulogy of Blacks
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Sometimes Regulus thinks all the secrets of the universe could be found in Pandora’s eyes.
“Tu es belle”
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An exploration of beauty through Regulus’s eyes throughout his life.
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Regulus always liked the rain. Liked the cold that seeped into this bones, and the uncomfortable way it stuck to your hair and clothes. Liked the way it smelt, as though the world was finally allowed to breathe. Like he was finally allowed to breathe.
Regulus finds solace in the rain, through his life, and eventually death.
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If he stands there, perfectly still, he can imagine that Sirius will come back. That the door will open and they won’t apologise because they never do, and everything will be back to normal.
The door stays shut.
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Sirius leaves. Regulus stays, and is left to deal with the aftermath
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- Part 1 of Eulogy of Blacks
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A collection of one shots, all in the same universe, exploring the Black family throughout their lives. Currently just focused on the Black brothers but am planning a one shot about the sisters (Andromeda, Narcissa and Belatrix) soon. I also might write a longer one following one of the characters (probs Reg ngl) through his whole life, but idk yet lol.
Anyway- can read in whatever order, but current chronological order is:
Are you tired yet (of being left)
Blackened Scars
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entanglement by nonexistentwench for Nemainofthewater
Fandoms: Dracula - Bram Stoker (Novel 1897)
08 Aug 2024
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Quincey survives, and ponders new additions to his beloved group of friends
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Bookmarked by LBchair
16 Mar 2026
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“What kind of dog are you? Disobedient and doesn’t listen to orders,” he muttered, tracing over the scars left on Barty’s skin from previous duels—when they were younger and foolish enough to pick fights with those outside of their capabilities. .
After a hum of deliberation, “Yours?” was Barty’s reply as he smiled coyly.
(or, barty picks a fight w avery, and regulus patches him up)
Bookmarked by LBchair
10 Mar 2026
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11 weeks into his sentence, Sullivan receives a letter. Across time and space, a conversation unfolds in writing.
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25 Feb 2026
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tell me all the ways (to stay away) by paperclipsentimental
Fandoms: Boots (TV), Boots (Netflix)
09 Nov 2025
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You say, “get out of here, Recruit,” as mean as you can, as unfriendly as you can make it. The kind of voice that makes other recruits just about piss their pants.
Cope just looks at you, all the way from the door. A tin cup between his hands. In five small, carefully balanced steps, he crosses the room to you. He puts the cup down on the desk, beside your left wrist. “Dismissed, Cope,” you say through your teeth. He turns silently on his heel and leaves. He leaves the door open, so you can hear them cheering for him.
Someone jokes that he’s survived the dragons den, and you wonder if they know.
After a moment, you pick up the cup. It’s half full of whiskey, strong as a memory. Out there, the recruits start singing Bohemian Rhapsody, and you are elsewhere, remembering Maitra’s eyes that day when he’d called Wilkinson a faggot. The way he’d looked at you, your hands still over the pieces of your disassembled rifle, a song still on your lips, and he’d known—or, you’d known that he suspected.
You put your lips to the edge of the cup, imagining Copes mouth on the metal, and sip slowly, like it’s something else you’re tasting.
Again, you are wanting something you don’t deserve to have.
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24 Feb 2026
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Alexander and Hephaistion watch as Alexander's father searches for new war horses. One black stallion catches Alexander's eyes.
Or, Alexander tames Boukephalas and Hephaistion watches
Bookmarked by LBchair
10 Jan 2026