i have stolen the real horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as i can. i face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more...
a guide to regulus arcturus black as written on felinespaws on twitter, by pines. often canon compliant. ⠀ note there are mentions of homophobia, abuse, self harm through breaking bones, mental health struggles and death and possibly more, please proceed with caution.
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there will be possibly triggering themes when interact with regulus, if you're not comfortable with certain topics / themes that are in the trigger warnings feel free to message me to talk about it.
regulus is multiverse and multiship, meaning that he will have multiple romantic partners, these are in different verses. he won't cheat.
please do not control what my character does / says ect, it makes me lose muse and feel very uncomfortable all over.
note there are mentions of homophobia, abuse and possibly more, please proceed with caution.
regulus arcturus black was born on the 18th of april 1961 into the noble and most ancient house of black, something many might have seen as a blessing, although it proved to be everything but.
even as a child regulus knew how to play the constant game the black family played. putting on a mask and acting as the perfect son as best he could. he tricked everyone to his act, the role he played he played so well. even his older brother fell for it.
in the black household childhood was a rough time, every little mistake he made or every little fumble was punished with physical and emotional violence. even if he didn’t know he did anything wrong. of course, his reaction to this violence should always be to be greatful, according to his parents. and black’s don’t cry, so he shouldn't. regulus learnt how to become entirely unreadable as only a little child, unlike his older brother. who was a whirlwind of emotions.
in one instance he told his father that he wanted to marry his most favorite quidditch player when he grew up, a handsome man who he had met when he and his brother had gone out to their game. at the time he was not more than six years old but his father punished him so harshly that he struggled to walk for a week.
his mother was no kinder, in his opinion she was worse in many ways. she’d always make him play her games like a little puppet, endlessly narcissistic. her youngest son usually being the one to bear the burden of her fits. she’d dig her nails into his neck when he made mistakes or use curses on him that hurt so awfully he couldn't think or breathe or anything else.
being the ‘ perfect ‘ son meant that regulus had to bear the pressure of perfection, pressure to be perfectly intelligent and talented at everything he did. anything less was unacceptable, and there was always something that could be done just a bit better even when he reached their wish. there was no way to satisfy them, there was only softening the blow.
everyone always knew regulus would be the heir, in the black family it was a title to be fought for. not a birth right, as anything was in their family. they believed competition would make for better workers and better men, regulus won. sirius never managed to size up to him in such things, he was extraordinary. and the pressure on regulus was high, expectations unreachable.
things only got worse the day sirius was sorted into gryffindor. because that day regulus won for the final time, and his brother would never be given a chance to fight for the title again. those few days after he was sorted every step was a minefield, a danger of blowing up everything. and regulus was punished for sirius' mistake of how he was sorted, his fathers belt leaving marks up his thigh, back and wherever else he managed to beat him with it. it was a warning, a taste of what would happened if he failed them the way sirius had. and maybe they wanted to make regulus hate him, because if it wasn't for him he wouldn't be getting hurt. sometimes regulus resented him, mostly when he was in pain after his father was done with him. but he loved his brother, he thought that even if he seemed so stupid to do these things he did he was so very brave too. and he admired that.
but the love he held wasn't enough.
two brothers who had been as close as they could slowly slipped into hardly knowing each other anymore as the years went by. regulus became cold and distant, his brother often insulted him, said he was just like their family, emotionless, couldn't think for himself.
it wasn’t true.
but he lived with it as he had to. with regulus being the only ‘ acceptable ‘ son now he had to deal with them hanging over his shoulders even more. looking for any tiny mistake to punish.
the day he got sorted into slytherin the damaged relationship with his brother had seemed to be cemented. he felt that the gryffindors had stolen sirius away from him. especially blaming it on james potter, who he felt sirius had replaced him with. because he called him his brother, and it tore apart his heart.
at school he thrived, getting all o’s in every subject. in his second year he became a seeker for the slytherin team, becoming the best seeker they had seen. and as years passed he also became a perfect and the quidditch captain. taking the role of the ‘ slytherin king ‘ that had ran in the black family for generations. this meant he was the most popular and feared in his house, there was good reason for it too. with bartemius crouch jr as his second hand man and the only person in the world he truly trusts.
in his inner circle there is also evan rosier and avery, both talented wizards. even if they couldn’t measure up to regulus. the four became a force to be reckoned, and noone in the slytherin house dared to stand against them. the threath of blackmail and social downfall wasn’t something to be trifled with, those who stood against them often had such consequences.
maybe regulus black was a liar and cruel and selfish but he was a survivor, and he would reach his end. that was what he did it all for. to win this game of chess he seemed to have been born into and to finally do what he needed to do.
at age sixteen he became a death eater, not because he believed in the cause but because he wanted to find out what the dark lords secret was. something he figured out at the mare age of seventeen. he had to wait for a long while before he could do something, though. and so he played the long game.
acting as a false disciple in his inner circle, and was his most favourite death eater. because regulus planned to destroy his horcrux', or at the very least destroy one. he was sure there were more. but absolutely noone could know, and he was all on his own. but that always had been a way regulus had worked well. and he was far braver than he gave himself credit for.
note these tidbits are not all completely canon compliant, although they are factual to my regulus. if they go against one of your ideas for a character i am happy to discuss it and come to an agreement but please do not disregard them. trigger warning for mentions of self harm through broken bones on the last tidbit.
when he was fourteen years old regulus became an animagus, it was to be able to sneak around unnoticed. he isn't registered. and he doesn't plan to be either. only barty knows of this secret and he only intends for him to know about it. his other form is a little black cat with dark eyes just like his.regulus takes his eyes from his father, he hates them. everytime he looks in the mirror it's like he sees the man who has been so cruel to him for so very long.there are many facets of magic regulus is talented in, he is naturally good at most things. but he struggles slightly with care for magical creatures. that doesn't stop him from getting the best grades he can, and he's very talented theoretically he just is singularly a cat person and not much for other creatures.when he was ten years old regulus got a cat named caspian, he adores him. and he is often nearby with regulus, he isn't all too friendly to anyone who isn't regulus or barty.regulus has an especially strong talent for legilimency and occlumency, he has always been especially talented in it, and he always has had it. he used this to subtly figure out the dark lords secrets, and lead him astray as to his treacherous thoughts.regulus is 5'7", not especially tall however it doesn't bother him very much.sexuality wise regulus is very aware that he is gay, and those few close friends he knows he can trust enough ( barty, rosier and avery ) know as well, his parents are far from accepting so he makes sure it's not public knowledge, no-one else knows.despite what his brother and many others believe regulus has no bad views against muggleborns, even if he has to play along to be able to further his own end. he doesn't enjoy it but he does it eitherway. and he believes that if he does manage to do what he plans it might make up for it. he very rarely uses words like mudblood, and only does so when he ' has ' to due to his company. regulus isn't a bully, he's a model student. he says it's below him to engage in such things as the reason he doesn't. that doesn't mean he's kind to people though, he makes sure to keep everyone in line how he needs and wants them to be. especially as the so called slythering king. standing against him or threatening him has unpleasant consequences.trigger warning, self harm due to the stress and abuse he has gone through making him feel he needs to hurt when he has somehow ' failed ', regulus has developed a habit of breaking his fingers with books only to heal them back up when things get too much. it started when he was young and it happened by accident. he had never felt relief like it. he knows it's bad, but he can't seem to stop. as such he can sometimes be found with bandages on his hands. he has told no-one.