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my-castles-crumbling · 10 hours
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longing - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 167
James stared at Sirius with a look of nothing less than longing.
Not because it was Sirius. No! It was because Sirius had nabbed the very last piece of treacle tart, leaving James without pudding.
Of course, he could have been mature about it. he could have even gone to the kitchens to get another one. But he instead chose to sit and pout.
He was quite happy with his choice, if he was honest. Fine to let Sirius feel guilty for the terribly traitorous act he'd committed.
But then a plate of his favorite dessert clanged down in front of him.
Astonished, James looked up only to see Regulus Black standing there.
"Don't make a big deal of this," Regulus mumbled before James could speak, and then quickly walked away.
And James smiled, far too happy about the little gesture from the boy he'd been pining after for weeks.
But then..."What the fuck was that?" Sirius asked thickly around a mouthful of his own tart.
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regulusblqck123 · 2 days
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Regulus: why do I think Kaz listens to Adele?
James: because you do.
Regulus: no I don’t.
Remus: you’re top Spotify artist was Adele.
Sirius: don’t forget Conan Grau in second!
Peter: I think you just love sad music.
Regulus: shut up Peter. I don’t love sad songs, I love songs about romance.
James: you love love songs?
Regulus: don’t think about writing me one.
James: who says I haven’t already?
Regulus: THE SONGS YOU SING IN YOUR BAND ARE ABOUT ME?
Sirius, James, Remus and Peter: WHO ELSE COULD HE WRITE “I want to live with you forever and kiss you forever” ABOUT!!!!!!
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vomits0cutely · 2 days
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Regulus “I can’t love you, anymore” Black.
James “I can’t love you any more” Potter.
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lulublack90 · 1 day
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Prompt 27 - Diplomacy
@jegulus-microfic April 27, Word count 760
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He couldn’t believe Regulus was just going along with it. The boy’s hands were in his hair, nails scraping against his scalp. He’d never felt anything like it. James needed him to be closer, needed to feel him. So, without warning, James put his hands under his skinny thighs, and lifted him into the air, using the wall to take some of the pressure off his arms, he held Regulus. 
Regulus let out a small gasp as his feet left the floor. James had fully expected to be punched, but Regulus reacted positively. He wrapped his legs around James’s waist and deepened their kiss with his newfound height. 
James felt his whole body melting. He wanted to stay in this moment forever. Nothing mattered, only the boy in front of him. 
They broke apart, panting, hearts racing, gulping down air into their oxygen-starved lungs.
“Hi,” James smiled at him, tilting his head, so he could look into those sparking eyes. 
“Hi,” Regulus murmured back, the hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. James let his head thump forward into Regulus's chest and Regulus tangled his fingers still further into the short unruly curls. He angled his head and pressed open-mouthed kisses into Regulus’s neck.   
“What the bloody hell are you doing?” They froze as Sirius’s voice broke the silence of their corridor. “Get your hands off my brother!” James and Regulus looked at each other this was not going to go well. James tried to convince himself that all they needed was a little diplomacy, but with Sirius’s hot temper and Regulus’s sharp tongue, it would be a challenge to keep them quiet enough not to get caught out of bounds after curfew. 
Slowly, he lowered Regulus to the floor, and together they turned and raised their hands to Sirius.
“Why are you raising your hands?” He asked Regulus, confused. 
“I wasn’t sure which brother he was referring to, so I thought I’d better be safe.” He shrugged. James let out an almighty snort and had to bury his face in his arm to quell the laughter.
“Put your hands down you idiots.” Sirius rolled his eyes at the pair. “I came looking for you when I noticed you weren’t in bed. This,” He waved his hands at them. “Was not what I expected to find.” He looked wild like he was about to explode at any provocation. 
“It’s none of your business what we do, Sirius.” Regulus drawled. “I don’t know why you think you can make a fuss.” All mirth left James as he quickly started damage control to hopefully stop Sirius from seeing red. 
“Sirius go back up to the dorm, I’ll meet you there,” He cut Sirius off before he could complain. “I’m going to take Reg back to the Slytherin Common room first.” 
“I don’t need an escort, Potter.” Regulus griped. But James ignored him and began to pull out the invisibility cloak. Sirius stormed forward, shoved his hand into James’s pocket and stole the Marauder’s Map. 
“Best hurry, Prongs. I’ll be watching.” And with that, Sirius turned on his heel and disappeared into darkness. 
James sighed and covered himself and Regulus with the cloak. 
“You don’t need to do this, I am quite capable of getting back on my own.” Regulus clearly wasn’t happy. James grinned at him and, making sure Sirius was well and truly gone, pushed Regulus back against the wall and kissed him again. All the fight went out of the other boy. 
“We’ve got a couple of minutes before we need to move. Sirius will think we’re bickering still.” James said, pulling away for a moment before pressing his lips against Regulus’s again. 
Regulus turned his head slightly, breaking the kiss.
“What does this mean?” Regulus asked, his eyes overly bright as though he was nervous. James shrugged.
“I don’t know, but I like it so far.” He grinned, wriggling his eyebrows. Regulus rolled his eyes in a strange imitation of his brother. He pushed James away from the wall, but grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the corridor towards the dungeons.  
“What was that bit of parchment?” Regulus asked as they walked.
“Oh,” James paused, he didn’t know if he could trust Regulus with that information. “Just a useful tool for Mischief makers.” He gave Regulus a final kiss before watching him enter the Slytherin’s secret entrance and headed back to Gryffindor Tower where his best friend waited for him. Maybe he’d go sleep in moaning Myrtle's bathroom, he’d probably get more rest.   
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siriuslybowie81 · 2 days
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James:*reading baby formula* shake well before feeding
James: Um,okay
James: *Picks up Harry*
Lily/regulus: JAMES NO WAIT
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REGULUS IS SO SILVER JEWELRY CODED AND JAMES IS SO GOLD JEWELRY CODED.
imagine people start figuring out they're dating because on accident (purpose) they start wearing eachothers jewelry and everyone's like "what the fuck, why is regulus wearing gold, he never wear- JAMES' IN SILVER????"
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not-rab · 6 months
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James: How did you get your brother to co-operate with you?
Sirius: I threatened to reveal his dark secret.
James: Which is what?
Sirius: I have no idea, I was bluffing, but it must be something horrible.
James *nervous sweating*:
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siriusorionblackiii · 8 months
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*sirius and james having a discussion in the afterlife*
james: he named his kid albus severus, ALBUS FUCKING SEVERUS!!
sirius: you’re kidding.
james: i’m dead serious.
sirius: no…i’m dead sirius, you’re dead james.
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rhetorical-conscience · 3 months
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James: We need to talk about your mental health.
Regulus, trying to change the subject: Actually, what I need is to be dicked down right now.
James:
Regulus:
James, removing his tie: You know, one of these days that isn't going to work-
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inthe-echo · 5 months
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Jegulus commission for Blinding Lights fic by introvertedhufflepuff on ao3!
You can read the scene below ⬇️
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spookeart · 7 months
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Are they fighting?? Or are they flirting?
Yes, another Jegulus one because I’m simply obsessed with them.
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Disgusting
An anonymous request
"People like Reg a lot more now that you two are shagging."
The comment had been said so casually by Barty a few days ago, and yet it hadn't left James's brain since.
In the logical part of his brain, he knew it wasn't a thing. Regulus wouldn't just date him for his reputation.....
Right?
And James had always had the reputation of being so confident, so together, so self-assured, that asking felt like...weakness. Like admitting there might be some reason Regulus shouldn't like him.
So he kept quiet.
But of course, he wasn't really known for being quiet, either, so it only took Regulus a few days to recognize something was wrong.
"Potter," he sighed softly as they sat squished together in a single chair in the library. "You aren't giving me a headache. Why? Did Sirius tell you his Transfiguration is better again, because you know that's a load of shit."
Sighing, James shook his head. "No....it's just...do you like me, Reg? Like properly?" He hated himself for asking. But he had to know.
But Regulus's look of revulsion didn't help him feel any better. At least until the younger boy snapped his book shut and looked up at him. "James. I like you so much it's disgusting."
And he couldn't help but grin at that. "I-yeah? Really?"
Regulus rolled his eyes. "How could you think otherwise? I literally am sharing my favorite armchair with you. You should be honored."
But even though he knew Regulus was poking fun, James grinned and said sincerely. "I am."
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regulusblqck123 · 11 hours
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James: what are you doing on your phone?
Regulus: Fanfics
Sirius: what?
Remus: fanfiction.
Peter: what’s that?
Regulus: stories people in a fandom made for the fandom because they felt like it.
Sirius: what fandom are you reading?
Regulus: Kanej fanfic.
Remus: is it “The Best Worst Kept Secret In Ketterdam?
Regulus: you’ve read it?
Remus: OBVIOUSLY
Regulus: YES
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vomits0cutely · 11 hours
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Walburga: you do not deserve my son.
James: you don’t deserve your son.
Walburga: excuse me.
James: you heard me.
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lulublack90 · 2 days
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Prompt 26 - Aimless
@jegulus-microfic April 26, Word count 682
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Regulus had been about to try and explain his way out of being found at the top of the Astronomy Tower with none other than James Potter as soon as Flich’s head had appeared but James had thrown a thick cloak over them and pressed his hand to Regulus’s mouth stopping him for making a sound. 
James’s hand was warm, so warm it felt as though Regulus’s cold face was burning under it. He inhaled through his nose and wished he’d been able to use his mouth. Having James’s hand so close to him, that golden skin just beneath his nose, made his scent intoxicating. Regulus's mind went blank as they waited for whatever happened next. 
They watched as Filch poked around in the dark crevasses and called out, “Aha!” A few times in vain as he peered into the shadows. 
Eventually, he left, and they were alone again. James pulled out a piece of parchment and scanned it. Regulus couldn’t see what was on it as James kept it angled away from him. Only when James let out a sigh of relief did he remove his hand from Regulus’s mouth and pull the cloak off them. The brisk night air filled his lungs with relief after the near-stifling confines of the cloak. 
“Sorry,” James said as he tucked the parchment back into his robes and bundled up the shimmering material in his lap. Regulus reached out a finger and tentatively ran it down the cloak. His eyes widened, and he looked up at James in amazement. 
“Is that an invisibility cloak?” James nodded at him. “Can I—Can I have a look at it?” He asked, not expecting James to agree, but the boy surprised him and handed it over without a second thought, his face full of trust. 
Regulus let the watery material skim through his fingers and draped it across his lap. His legs completely disappeared. Not even a shimmering outline was left behind. They were just gone. He knew James was watching him, but at this point, he didn’t care.
Reluctantly, he returned the cloak, letting it run through his hands as James took it back. “Thank you.” He said quietly, looking at his hands still tingling from the cloak. Or was it from before when he’d stroked James’s fingers and held his face? He flexed them, trying to get them to behave. 
“Anytime,” James’s voice penetrated his thoughts. 
“Huh?” He said inelegantly. 
“You can see it anytime you want.” James suddenly sat up in excitement. “Hey, what about tomorrow night? We can sneak around the corridors, and I can show you this room me and Sirius found…” And just like that, the spell was broken. The mention of his brother’s name brought him back to his senses. 
He jumped up and fled. Getting as far away as fast as he could.
He slowed down when he’d gotten a few floors below and in an aimless way wandered around the quiet corridors, his thoughts filled with images of James while still keeping alert enough to avoid Filch and his cat. 
He was on the Charms corridor, his eyes scanning the tapestries as he passed them, when he walked into something warm and solid. 
James pulled the invisibility cloak off himself and pushed Regulus up against to wall, pinning him on either side with his hands and gazing deeply into his eyes. 
“Why did you run away?” James whispered, his voice husky and slightly out of breath. Regulus didn’t answer, just stared right back into those warm pools of hazel. James cocked his head to the side as if trying to read Regulus’s unspoken words. He stepped closer, crowding Regulus more against the wall. Regulus felt his breath hitch, and James’s eyes lit up. Before Regulus knew what was happening. Soft, hot lips were pressed against his, and his hands were reaching up all by themselves into messy black hair. The smell of cedar, summer days and bergamot filled his nostrils and mouth, relaxing him into James’s touch, and for the first time, he felt like he was home.   
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darkcademiasss · 26 days
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