MOONLIGHT SONATA . . . regulus black

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Leituras 164,663
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Capítulos 33
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MOONLIGHT SONATA  ━━━  Regulus Black is the embodiment of bad juju but Hecate Lovegood deserves it.

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( ❝ THOSE WHO ESCAPE DEATH ARE UNLUCKY ❞ ) REGULUS BLACK is that humming in the restless summer air. He is what is created in the untempered heat of a blazing fire. He is a moth, drawn to hollowness and resentment. And in that resentment, he built a home. Unloved by his mother, unloved by his brother, unloved, even, by himself. Perhaps this is what people want. They beg to be loved like they beg to be saved. In dying, in death.

Marauders Era, Enemies to lovers, LONG and painful. "Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering" "Maybe in the next life we will have more time?" She frowned she wasn't patient enough to wait for the next life. She wanted him in this life. (short chapters) Highest rank: #2 marauders #1 Regulus Black

Juniper Potter and Regulus Black. They couldn't be more different. But as they say, opposites attract. "I didn't strike you as a hot chocolate kinda guy" Juniper smiled "Well there is a lot you don't know about me" he glared at her. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ "Big reputation, big reputation You and me, we got big reputations And you heard about me I got some big enemies" Regulus Black x oc Fanfic *Harry Potter belongs to TW: J.k Rowling.

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

Cursed Souls - Regulus Black x Reader, de horcruxxed

Plagued by visions of another life, Y/N is drawn into a mystery that defies time and reason. When her path crosses with Regulus Black, a man seemingly tied to her dreams, the two are thrust into a journey to uncover the truth of their connection. Bound by a curse neither fully understands, they must face the shadows of their past and the challenges of their present. As the stakes grow higher, Y/N and Regulus discover that the key to their freedom may lie in a love they are only beginning to remember. This is a short story. Disclaimer: The characters featured in this story, except for any original characters, are the property of their respective creators and copyright holders. I do not claim ownership of any copyrighted characters, settings, or elements from existing works. This story is a work of fan fiction. Aside from any existing dialogue or plot elements from the original source material, the plot, dialogue, and all original characters are my own creation. Please respect my work by refraining from copying, reproducing, or distributing any part of this story without my explicit permission. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the stories!

Previously titled "Burnt Hope." Regulus Black is persuaded by his brother, Sirius, to run away with him in the middle of the summer. And to none other than the Potter's. But, when he arrives at his new home, there's something about James which both infuriates and intrigues him. Regulus isn't one for making friends. So, what happens when James helps him open up and shows him what love really is? ◇This is a non-magic (muggle)AU. [1,000 words average per chapter] ◇Cover fanart Regulus is by upthehillart. ©-Happy26Xx

(front cover by @_oladka_art_ on ig) Regulus Black hates James Potter. He hates him because he's loud, obnoxious, stupid and worst of all a brother-stealer. But he also hates him because of the pretty hazel colour of his eyes and his light brown skin and his stupid freckles and the feel of his hands on his- wait what?! suddenly regulus is spending every waking moment thinking about James Potter and every possible moment staring at James Potter because he just can't seem to keep his eyes off the boy.... James Potter doesn't know Regulus Black but he knows this much: Regulus hates him. It's evident from the way Regulus glares at him every time they make eye contact across the great hall and in the corridors, yet James doesn't stop trying to talk to the boy and spend time with him. something about Regulus Black entices James. maybe it's the soft pale skin. or the beautiful raven dark curls. or the feel of his waist under his palms. or the light grey eyes that James can't stop losing himself in... Includes background: Wolfstar, Rosekiller and Dorlene MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKS: • #2 in Rosekiller 19/11/2023 • #20 in pansexual 15/02/2024 • #9 in pansexual 01/05/2024 • #4 in pansexual 15/05/2024 • #1 in noncanon 14/04/2025

This idea just popped into my head sorry if it's bad. Regulus saves James. Jegulus. Love between the two and the dramatic parting. It's better than the description I hope. I don't own these characters but the idea did come to my mind by itself sorry if it's already around. Word count: 10 610

𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒄||Regulus Black, de Caramelmacchiato888

𝐎𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 Regulus Black had his future set long before he was born, but a certain arranged marriage with a unique girl turns his world upside down. They both would rather die than accept this arrangement, but when the most powerful wizard sets his mind to it, they shall obey. ⋆⁺₊★ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎⋆⁺₊𖦹⁺₊⋆ "And here I thought I wasn't the center of your attention; you really love to prove me wrong, don't you?" Came Regulus' taunting voice. "Awe, couldn't handle a single day without me?" Mocked Carmen. "I would rather handle an eternity without you." ⋆⁺₊★ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎⋆⁺₊𖦹⁺₊⋆ Written by: Elizabeth Murray -aka me- 1# in Love-Hate Relationship 7/2023 1# in Regulus Black 22/2/2024 (This is a slow burn, enemies to lovers kind of story!) Constantly switching between first pov and narrator's pov. ALSO STOP ADDING THIS TO YOUR LIBRARY AND READ IT, RN ((UNDER EDITING))

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( ❝ THOSE WHO ESCAPE DEATH ARE UNLUCKY ❞ ) REGULUS BLACK is that humming in the restless summer air. He is what is created in the untempered heat of a blazing fire. He is a moth, drawn to hollowness and resentment. And in that resentment, he built a home. Unloved by his mother, unloved by his brother, unloved, even, by himself. Perhaps this is what people want. They beg to be loved like they beg to be saved. In dying, in death.

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