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The marauders + Regulus (mostly Regulus and Remus) as lyrics from kent songs:

But first, formatting and translation: the original swedish lyrics are in italics and the translations are written one line underneath [like this], a comma will usually signify the break between two lyrics that are right after each other. I will mostly be directly translating them from Swedish, so the syntax might not make a lot of sense.

Dom Andra [The Others]:

En pessimist i sitt livs form, Jag vädrar blod, det luktar sorg

[A pessimist in its life form, I despise blood, it smells like sorrow]

- Reggie and Remus

En utomjordings kärlekstörst, En undran vem som svek vem först?

[An aliens love thirst, a wonder of who let who down first?]

- literally everyone (probably not the alien part tho)

Och jag blir gärna en martyr, Vi behöver nog en ny

[And I’ll gladly become a martyr, we probably need a new one anyway]

- Regulus, but also everyone (other than Peter but it could still work from his own twisted perspective)

Och vi kommer inte längre, Vi är tillbaks på noll, Men ingen kommer sörja, Vi har spelat ut vår roll, Vi glömmer hela skiten, Det betyder ingenting, Vi skulle kommit längre, Men räckte inte till

[And we’re not getting any further, We’re back to zero, But no one’s gonna mourn, We’ve played out all our roles, We’ll forget the whole shit, It doesn’t mean anything, We would’ve gotten further, But it wasn’t enough]

- everyone, once they realized that the whole first war was pointless and that Dumblewhore was a manipulative cunt who used them.

And your old friend waits with the scythe in a swing and how you played when you were kids - Sirius when Bellatrix killed him because no matter what she did or how much he tried to deny it, she was still his cousin Trixie who he played with when they were kids and he still had somewhat loving memories of that, of her.

The sleep came and you were so right in time, the sleep came like tears against your screen, the sleep came like a right twisted opinion, but compared to dollars and yen death can easily become a joke - literally everyone

You’ve lost your war, you’re the last one left, and no one is coming to your defense (coming to your defense) so you stand in a salute with your back straight and you take 400 hits - Regulus realizing that no matter what he does he will never be good enough for his parents and that he should have just left with Sirius when he asked.

Den Döda Vinklen [The Dead Angle]: (the title of this song could be a reference to the whole album it’s from being from death’s POV or it could also be a reference to the blind spot in a car)

I was alone for a long time, an only child, the monster underneath a home built bunkbed - Remus (I want to hug him)

Give me a winter drug, give me all you’ve got. Come now I’m chronically low, the only thing that can be heard is the darkness - Remus after Halloween 1981 begging for Sirius to be innocent

In your eyes there was a storm I saw, like summer snow, from the dead angle/blind spot I see everything you do - Regulus’ ghost watching Sirius fuck up his entire life, eternally destined to facepalm so hard and so much that he would break his skull if he could.

And there they’re coming, I can see them between the trees. Please can you help me escape? - Regulus to Sirius and Sirius to James

(These lyrics are from Den Döda Vinklen [The Dead Angle], this could be a reference to the whole album it’s from being through the perspective of death or it could also be a reference to the blind spot in a car)

And everyone who’s ever loved you has hated me out of fear - wolfstar (this was somehow the only lyric from Palace & Main that worked and I don’t know how)

An icey wind over the water bears an echo from the world of the dead, a greeting from a jealously scornful ocean - Reggie, obviously (for like the fiftieth time because the whole Du & Jag Döden [You & Me Death] album is just incredibly Regulus coded)

And in the bars the wreaks cling tight we mourn a lost burden and the snow helps the debris fall down. Black branches obscure the white of the house, I haven’t been here since all of this was yours. - Remus talking to an imaginary version of Sirius after the first war ended.

Like a Romeo in jeans on your balcony (I want you, you’re mine, you’re only mine) I’m the shadow by your screen door once again (I want to have you, I’m yours, I’m only yours) - Sirius to Remus, either immediately after he escaped from prison or a bit after the prank (I like the first option much more because I don’t like the idea of the prank ever happening)

And your dress is like rags in my hands- Sirius when he found Lily

(All of the most recent lyrics are from Romeo Återvänder Ensam [Romeo Returns Alone])

And you and I hold our breath and hold hands in the leap, it’s not that long till we reach home, and even so there’s still a thousand tears left - Sirius and Regulus while running away together (I might be a bit delulu)

So don’t ever apologize again. And we’re finally passing their borders. Do you remember our blood oath, our law? Our idiotic crusade against an equally stupid town? I remember everything like nails to glass, but you just laugh at me and reduce everything to a joke, but I see in your pathetic demeanor and your hunting look that it feels like there’s still far to go to get home, and soon there won’t be any more tears left - also Sirius and Regulus running away together

And that boy I never knew, that roamed streets I never saw, thought thoughts I never thought, under a thin and frizzy haircut, as all the feelings struck and exploded during a time when nothing happened in a city that never slept, but we were all young once my love. Yes, we were all young once. Yes, we were all young once - Remus, Sirius and Regulus

And I’m scared out of my own life of living and I’m scared to death of dying, but we will all die one day my love. Yes, we will all die one day - Regulus and James

(These past lyrics are from Mannen I Den Vita Hatten (16 År Senare) [The Man In The White Hat (16 Years Later)].)

silver - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 186

Remus is a man of habit. It's how he handles the intense stress of turning into a man-eating monster once a month. He has routines, preferences, and favorites. Favorites that don't change.

One of his favorites? Maroon.

He's not sure how it happened, but but age eleven, he finds himself surrounded by the color. It's fate that he's sorted into Gryffindor, because then his house colors match his bedding and his favorite sweaters and his frayed and faded bag.

But as he's unpacking his dark red trunk and placing his picture of his family on his bedside table, a voice makes him turn.

"Hm...so what's your favorite color, then?"

It's a joke, he knows, because the answer is as obvious as the smug grin on the other boy's face. But as Remus takes in a closer view of the stunning boy he'd been admiring earlier at dinner, he can't help but choke on nothing. Because the boy's eyes are the most beautiful shade of shimmering grey he's ever seen.

"Silver," he says, and his heart skips a beat.

Because where the fuck did that come from?

Hogwarts Express - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 227

They're hidden in the shadows, the smoke of the Hogwarts Express and the pillars of the station hiding them from view.

"We're going to miss the train," Remus mumbles, but to Sirius's delight, he doesn't make any effort to move.

"Fuck the train," Sirius whispers, still kissing up his neck, "I missed you."

The taller boy blushes, wrapping his arms more securely around him, sighing into the touch. "I love you," he says, but it's so quiet they can hardly hear it over the hissing of the steam coming from the engine.

Except they both do hear it. And Sirius pulls back, eyes wide, as he stares at his boyfriend with a grin.

"I-"

But just then, a whistle sounds.

"Fuck!" They both curse, running hand-in-hand to the nearby door of the already slightly-moving train, Remus hopping up first and helping Sirius up after him, both thanking Merlin that James and Peter were kind enough to grab their trunks. It's only after they make it and slam the door shut that they look at each other, a bit breathless, and Remus turns to go.

"Wait!" Sirius says, and pulls the other boy back into a heated kiss. "I love you, too, Moons," he murmurs, grinning up at him.

And they both smile stupidly until Remus realizes. "Shit, I have a Prefects meeting!"

And they're off running again.