𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐒

𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔. regulus black ✦ ☹︎ part 1

| 𝘙𝘌𝘎𝘜𝘓𝘜𝘚 𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒 𝘟 𝘍𝘌𝘔 ! 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙
| 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯)
| 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳
| artist!regulus, swearing, platonic!regulus x pandora, jily, regs fam, bsf!sirius, a tad bit of reg being obsessive and possessive, james potter x reader, platonic!regulus x evan roiser,
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regulus had a strong disliking for james, he knew he disliked him borderline hated him since third year, ever since he watched james intertwine his and your hands then only to drop it as soon as lily walked into the room. james' eyes lighting up when he saw the red head, regulus could see the hurt and confusion on your face immediately and it made his blood run cold. he couldn't help the thoughts of "if i held your hand id never let go" and "if i was james my attention would be on you at all times" but that's the thing, regulus wasn't james and would never be james and he knew that- knew it all too well.

envious, is what would describe regulus. most of the time envious of sirius but forever envious of james for different reasons.

regulus would kill for an ounce of james' confidence, just to talk to you without stuttering or actually respond because most of time he'd smile and nod when you greeted him.

the way james constantly projected his rejected feelings for lily evans onto you, even if it was a simple lock of the pinky's or whispers in the dark, which in response made you fall for james potter even if you knew it was wrong and any sort of romantic gesture was with lily in mind and not you.

but in some ways this comforted regulus; he hated that it did, hated seeing you upset over a guy regulus thought you were too good for but knowing that james didn't have these feelings towards you made it bearable to be in the same room as him.

but in the end regulus knew your daydreams were of james and none of him, just as you knew james' daydreams were filled with lily and none of you.

he knew it was silly it be in love with someone that was already completely infatuated with someone else and you knew it too. doomed from the start.

he didn't know what started it— how he started to admire you in so many ways, you could do no wrong in his mind. maybe the small smiles you'd give him and the quick greetings in the halls when you'd pass each other.

something anyone would do to their friends sibling, he knew that's all that you saw in him. sirius' brother was his only title to you but to him you hung the stars in the sky and he'd worship the ground you walked on.

in fifth year regulus knew he was in deep shit once he realized that all his drawings in his sketchbook started to resemble you, in one way or another.

looking around the almost empty library, then turning the page. you. another page turned and it was you again. he'd been drawing you for hours, unknowingly at that, just letting his subconscious do the work. quickly shutting his sketchbook and grabbing his things. 'fucking creep' regulus thought to himself.

regulus could cringe at the memory, knowing that anyone in that library could've seen the drawings just by walking past him and he could already hear the rumors in his head.

and now regulus was sat next to pandora on the hogwarts express coming back from the holiday break thinking about if you were going to continue the little "heys" and "hi"s he thrived off of, since sirius was disowned over the summer he noticed the the now hesitant greetings but he still latched onto them, hanging on every thing that would come out of your mouth that was directed towards him.