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pearlynia · 2 months
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Literally no one:
Me checking for my ao3 dead gay wizards fan fic update every 5 fucking minutes even tho I know damn well there would be none
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The first time it happened James felt weak on his knees. Glassy grey eyes, pouty cherry lips trembling violenty. Deep frown sitting on that pretty, pretty face.
It was all wrong. James wanted to vanish it.
"Please, James," Regulus whispered softly. His eyes were swimming with tears.
"Love," James sighed, "We already have four cats."
"But, look at her," Reg begged, "She's lovely. And lonely. Poor little thing. I even named her. Rosie."
"Love--" James opened his mouth but shut it pretty quickly. Because tears were running down on Reg's cheeks now. Fuck, it was painful to look. James' heart shattered.
"Okay. Alright," James said too quickly. "Anything. We are keeping her. Please don't cry love."
Regulus blinked slowly clutching the tiny black kitten into his chest tightly. Rosie just sat there without a worry of the world. Quite cozy in his dad's hands. Seemed like she already loved Regulus. God, she even has grey eyes..
"Can we really keep her?"
"Yes, we can love."
Regulus smiled triumphly. With a cheeky grin he wipped away his tears and smirked lightly.
"Love!" James stepped forward, mouth wide open. "Oh my god, you can't do that."
"I didn't do anything." Regulus answered kissing the little cat.
"You fake cried." James complained with a pout.
Regulus laughed. It was like music for James' ears. God, his husband's beautiful. He might need to marry him again.
"Not my fault you fall for it every time."
And that's how the Black-Potter household end up with tiny kittens every time.
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n0blefl0wer · 6 months
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James refuses to pay for spotify premium, so he uses regulus’ account. One day, reggie shuffles his liked songs and it goes from Rachmaninoff’s Trio Élégiaque No. 1 to Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani.
It is this incident that made regulus pay for James to get his own account
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being a marauders fan is a red flag.
it’s also an orange flag.
and a yellow flag. and a green, a blue and a purple one.
you’re gay.
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lavender-000 · 8 days
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Remus: for Gotrics sake tell me what crawled up your ass and died, you've been miserable the past week.
Regulus: fuck you
Remus : I'm serious
Regulus: I thought you're Re-
Remus: say one more thing I will shove something up your ass
Regulus: ...
Remus: ...
Regulus: I'm in love with Potter
Remus: ...
Regulus: where are you going?
Remus: to hide all the life threatening objects in our dorm
Regulus : it won't be that bad when Sirius find out...surely
Remus: youre the one that grew up with him
Regulus: ...fuck it is gonna be that bad
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green - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 178
"A bite?" Regulus murmured, hardly looking up from his book, gesturing to the mint-chocolate-chip ice cream James was currently enjoying while spread out on the grounds of Hogwarts.
All eyes turned to the Gryffindor. Sirius, himself, was shocked that Regulus had the nerve to even ask. James was generous to a fault, but he did not share ice cream. He'd almost bitten Sirius's head off in first year when he'd tried to steal a bite out of his bowl at dinner, once.
But even as Remus, Sirius, Peter, Dorcas, Evan, Barty, Pandora, Dorcas, Marlene, and Lily all stared, scared for the fallout, James just willingly passed the green cone over to the other boy, an adoring smile on his face, seemingly oblivious to his audience.
"What the fuck?" Marlene whispered, her back rested against Dorcas's chest and her jaw on the floor.
"Did he just-?" Lily asked quietly, turning to Remus, who was chuckling.
But Sirius just rolled his eyes. "You two are disgusting," he complained, shaking his head to remind Remus to keep playing with his hair.
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writtenbymoonflower · 3 months
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Stumble
James is drunk and you are easily flustered. James Potter x kinda shy!reader
cw: mentions of drinking, being drunk, swearing, slight mention of smut
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You would’ve been scared of the sudden sound of your front door opening if you hadn’t heard your boyfriend's erratic giggles echoing from behind the entrance, along with someone fervently shushing him. 
“Fuck Prongs, are you trying to wake up the whole bleedin’ city?” You heard Sirius’ irritated voice. 
You rushed to the front door to see all the commotion, you knew that James had gone out with Remus and Sirius tonight, but you didn’t expect them to be home so early. 
“Oh thank fuck you’re awake.” Sirius sighed in relief, nudging your bumbling boyfriend towards you. 
“Angel! Oh Merlin, I missed you.” He flung himself towards you, nearly sending you both tumbling to the carpeted floor. You giggled despite yourself. 
“Someone had fun tonight.” You stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, feeling the light amount of sweat coating the tendrils. 
“Oh believe me, he did." Sirius said, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "He got slightly drunk within thirty minutes and started sharing way too much information about the two of you.” Your face heated and scrunched at that, thankful Sirius chose not to share specifics. “Then he tried to order a lemonade to slow down, but the bartender thought he meant a vodka lemonade. Dumbass didn’t notice until his fourth.” Sirius cracked up, clearly finding humor at his friend's expense. 
“Oh baby,” You laughed in pity. “Thanks for getting him home, Siri.” You waved at your friend before he left, while he muttered something about can’t take him anywhere as he shut the door. 
“Y/N…” James slurred, still not letting you go. “My girl, my sweet baby girl, I missed you so much.” 
“You saw me not three hours ago, Jamie.” You said gently, trying to urge him towards your shared bedroom. He finally relented, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and side-hugging you as you both walked down the hall (you walked at least, he stumbled). 
“I know! A whole three hours without seeing this pretty face.” He tried to boop your nose but ended up just pawing at your face. “How am I supposed to thrive under these conditions? I felt myself dying, I was being drained. You’re too cute to be kept from me.” You thanked your lucky stars he was probably too wasted to notice how his words affected you. 
You were always easily flustered by James, anytime he was his usual sickly sweet self your whole body heated and you couldn’t look him in the eye. He made you feel all too exposed and all too small at the same time. Thankfully, he was a kind boyfriend and rarely used his powers to torment you (despite how much he wanted to declare his love for you every second of every day). But apparently, in his impaired state he either didn’t remember how he made you suffer or didn’t care. 
You walked through the bedroom (having to tug James away from the bed, which was very difficult considering he was both strong and dead weight), into the ensuite. 
“You’ve gotta brush your teeth, Jamie.” He whined but complied, grabbing his toothbrush and jumping onto the counter like a little kid. "Thank you." You said, being extra gentle with him in this state.
“How am I supposed to disobey when you sound so cute bossing me around?” You rolled your eyes, trying to keep from getting dizzy with affection. You put some paste onto his brush and he got to cleaning his teeth, keeping his doe-eyes on you the whole time. He brushed for about 20 seconds before jumping from the counter, spitting and rinsing his mouth. He didn’t waste any time grabbing for you. 
“Jamie, c’mon, let’s get you changed.”
“Yeah? You gonna strip me down, baby?” You stifled a pained laugh, turning to ash on the spot. “If you wanted me naked you just had to say so, you didn’t have to pretend there was another reason. Sneaky girl.” He grabbed your face in his hands and squished your cheeks, kissing your pushed-out lips. You shook him off and he quickly started undressing down to his boxers. Once he was done with that he grabbed you again. 
“Let’s get to bed.” You tried to gently lead him over but he flung you both onto the mattress. You every so gently pulled his glasses form his face, folding them and setting them on the nightstand.
“Never stop touching me, I can’t handle it.” He whined, looking deep into your eyes with enough love to make your chest burn. “You’re too pretty to let go. Way too pretty. You’re like, glowing. You always are. It’s no fair, Angel.” He grabbed your face in his hands and started kissing all over your face. 
You had a feeling the night was nowhere close to being over. 
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not-rab · 1 year
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Remus walks in on James holding up Regulus:
Remus: Air jail?
James: Air jail.
Regulus: *softly hisses*
James: He tried to kill Sirius.
Remus: Why?
James: *shrugs*
Remus: Understandable *leaves the room*
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starchaserdreams · 1 year
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Sirius: you know, it's kinda flattering for me that you're dating my brother
James: how so?
Sirius: one of me as a best friend wasn't enough, you had to go and find a me to date too
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4remus · 1 year
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asterllus · 2 months
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this is sirius and remus in all the young dudes
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lilyofthevalleyys · 1 month
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okay here’s another fic idea :D
reggie has sticky fingers. quills, scraps of parchment, even clothes and especially jewellery, he’ll steal them. he’ll return them of course but only if he doesn’t know them well. if he’s close friends with you, well you can say goodbye to your things. it’s a bad habit, he knows, but he can’t really stop.
anyway, when he meets james in third year, he steals james’ bracelet. james searches for it for weeks, until he sees it on regulus’ wrist. he takes it back from a reluctant reggie, and sirius tells him about reggie having sticky fingers.
by sixth year, james was well aware of his crush on reggie. so he starts purposely leaving things out for reggie to take, maybe lending a ring to sirius or leaving his jumper on the table remus was sitting at in the library.
sure enough, reggie steals them. he wears the jewellery and uses the quills, and james will go and ask for them back just to talk to him. but by the end of the conversation, reggie realised that james hasn’t taken back anything.
Link to headcannons!
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seven-ruins-it · 2 months
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do you think the marauders had a notebook with a bunch of out of context quotes. one section for theirs and one for teachers and classmates. remus was the one writing them but james was usually the one calling for a new entry. I just feel like that's how you know a friendship is getting real, it's the 70s version of starting a podcast.
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n0blefl0wer · 6 months
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Me at any given time: no one in this coffee shop knows I’m reading smut about Harry Potter’s dad and the twink with the locket
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James “and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like ‘I love you’” Potter
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lavender-000 · 2 months
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The Black Cat part 1
"Oh- hello there sweetheart"
Regulus just about turned around before the tall man with round glasses and messy brown hair kneeled down on the floor before him.
"come kitty kitty" James gently whispered slowly putting his hand out for kitten to smell clearly having no idea it wasn't true a cat.
Regulus was meant to turn around and walk off- just as he always has done when James did this.
And yet, he simply gave in to his desires.
Regulus Arcturus Black, the head of the Black family fortune in the body of a small black cat walked up to the man of his dreams.
He gently sniffed James' hand nuzzling it slightly with his nose.
To no one's suprise James just sat there, still awating for the cat to make the move and set it's boundaries.
The moment lasted no longer than a few seconds yet it left James with the happiest smile on his face and a glimmer of his classic Gyriffindor determination in his eye.
Regulus could not have been more pleased and he turned and made his way down the quiet corridor.
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