Regulus, Coming Up To Sirius' Room Before A Family Dinner: Are You—

Kinda how I imagine Regulus looking like

harry: i'm just saying

harry: when i finally snap and punch snape or dumbledore

harry: nobody can blame me

i was thinking about how i personally would make sasusaku work (platonic or romantic), and now it’s a whole AU where naruto fails as a hokage and has to resign, there’s a new big international conflict brewing, sakura has to leave her position of senior medical researcher at the hospital to rejoin the army, and her and sasuke are a team of two sent on key missions as part of the preparation efforts set in motion by the emerging world war.

the background: after the events of shippuuden sasuke goes on a 10 year long trip, while sakura establishes her career at the hospital (at this point she no longer has a crush on sasuke, and has finished her primary character arc). upon sasuke’s return their relationship starts from a hard reset, and they gradually become friends partaking in regular ninja poker nights of drinking and talking politics. by the time the international conflict starts, they are in their late 30s [and would become more intimate during the war, if u wish]

a baby!

Regulus jokingly claims he can fist fight a troll to a stand still until a Troll appears on grounds and his house pushes him before it because "Black never jokes. If he claims he can take the troll he be right" and that's How Regulus fist fought a troll and somehow didn't die. He never made jokes after that again.

PATHALOGICAL LIAR REGULUS HEHEHD

obsessed with this muppet clip where Gonzo breaks a piece of machinery and then just stares at the camera in an empty room and says ‘GUILT’ in the most harrowing way possible

Some new visitors in the house–

If Deku doesn’t wake up like that, I don’t want it. 

… I lie, I want it, just, please, just–

- Two heroes loose on the hospital SERIES -

dog dad and pups

People want to complain that Horace Slughorn wasn’t a well written Slytherin, but trashing your house, faking your death and transfiguring yourself into an armchair to avoid an uncomfortable conversation is about as Slytherin as it gets.