When James Potter answers a mysterious ad in his local coffee shop, the last thing he expects is to be thrown into a world of white collar crime, but how can he resist when the mastermind behind the operation has dark hair and brooding eyes and promises wealth beyond James' wildest imagination? He would do anything for that boy named after a star, including stealing millions of dollars of fine art.
the way that a literal fan fic abt harry potters dead gay dad and his best friends little brother in an alternate universe where they steal a bunch of art made me violently sob until it physically hurt to breathe for an hour straight.
“You want to know another secret, James? Out of all the doors I’ve looked in, I’ve yet to find one where we don’t meet. We always find each other, you and me.” “In every lifetime?” “In every one.” Somehow, James knew this was true.”
“I wish you'd come home. Your star looks so lovely. You're lovely.”
“Hey James, I love you. That's all.”
Sobbing my heart out. This has to be my favourite fanfic I’ve ever read. It was gut wrenching. It hurt so much. But it also was so fucking funny and I cried from laughter as well.
I love all the characters with all my heart. They were all there for each other and ugh I love them so much.
Out of all the couples, obviously James and Regulus were my favourite. How could they not be? Spoilers coming up but… Regulus bought James a house in Brazil. With red and green shutters. Shut up. I don’t want to talk. The death scene crushed me and the way James always spoke to his star? The painnnnn.
So now I’ll always cry when I see pink post it notes and purple flowers. I’ll always pick out orange muffins and cherry ice cream. And always want to visit Brazil and go to art galleries and I’ll always be thinking about this masterpiece.
Edit- this must be my 9th reread since I first read this 3 years ago, it’s left such a profound impact on me, I still cry my eyes out and feel my heart swell with the love that I have for them all.
everyone made this seem happy and fun. FUCKING LIARS. i’ve been sobbing for the past 20 minutes because of the ending. WTF?? i’d never picked this if y’all advertised correctly.
this fic ripped my heart out and then shoved it back down my throat it is a work of art and everyone needs to read it
"They would tell stories of a kind, but strange old man, who always handed out orange muffins and who grew sunflowers in his front yard. They would tell stories of a man who wore a giant silver snake ring and who talked to the sky and who’s bright laugh could be heard from down the street. A man who had a strange painting of a boat, out on a wavy sea that you could see every time he opened the front door to his house. They would tell stories of the kind, but strange old man who lived in the house with green and red shutters."
JUST FUCKING SHOOT ME WHY DONT YOU
"He never did fall in love again."
*jumps off a building*
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
the major character death tag…..typing this through tears right now! nothing could’ve prepared me for the emotional damage “brazil” put me through it is the single most soul crushing word i have read. i don’t know what to do with myself. i am violently convulsing in anguish right now AND THE LETTER. THE LETTER OH MY GOD i have not felt distress like this since That chapter of crimson rivers
can’t believe there was actually a main character death in a fic tagged with main character death……anyways the many grammatical errors aside this was actually so beautiful I’m devastated
I finished this fic minutes ago and i'm still crying. Such a good fic!! the writing style? -fricking amazing. this was so good. also i just love evan and barty so much!! ALSO THE POST IT OMG AND GATHERING STORM. definitly read if you wanna cry :)
“You want to know another secret, James? Out of all the doors I’ve looked in, I’ve yet to find one where we don’t meet. We always find each other, you and me.” “In every lifetime?” “In every one.” THIS WAS SIMULTANEOUSLY THE BEST AND MOST PAINFUL THING THAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME, AND I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO EXPERIENCE READING THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME AGAIN EVEN IF I HAVE BEEN CRYING ALL DAY BECAUSE OF IT. absolute masterpiece
"They would tell stories of a kind, but strange old man, who always handed out orange muffins and who grew sunflowers in his front yard. They would tell stories of a man who wore a giant silver snake ring and who talked to the sky and who’s bright laugh could be heard from down the street. A man who had a strange painting of a boat, out on a wavy sea that you could see every time he opened the front door to his house. They would tell stories of the kind, but strange old man who lived in the house with green and red shutters."
“Just say the word Regulus, and I’ll grab it and run.”
"Oh, James thinks. So this is what he was supposed to do. This is what his arms were made for, to hold Regulus Black for as long as he wanted. Until the last day. Until forever."
"Perhaps he would have to be responsible for extinguishing the sun after all. "
“Every purple flower, every classical symphony, everytime the sky turns the stormy colour that matches your eyes, every hint of Earl Grey tea, every glittering star in the sky. It’s you. It’s always you.”
"Sweeping brush strokes, myriads of colours, dozens of art movements and a million kisses from Regulus Black."
"He hadn’t lived a long life. It was relatively short, in the grand scheme of things, but he wasn’t angry. He had experienced the love of a million lifetimes in the short amount of time he had known James. He had met the sun and known its warmth. It wasn’t a bad life. It was the best one he could’ve asked for. He was loved and he had loved in return. What a glorious and indelible thing to be a part of."
why do i do this to myself, i mean seriously (see what i did there)