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Guess what
I wrote a marauders fic!!!!! Summary:
"I've always wanted to be a girl" Sirius said as Lily shakily took off his makeup.
"That's the alcohol talking."
"No. I liked it a lot." Sirius said, apparently very serious about it. "I've been jealous of all of you sometimes. You get to be a girl and I don't."
His words slurred towards the end as he slumped against his bedframe. Lily registered how weird that sounded but decided it was a problem for her sober self.
**** Sirius very willingly gets strung along in the girls' sleepover. Too much alcohol and some honesty later, everyone is lowkey panicking and Sirius is confused.
(featuring Sirius and Regulus mending their relationship and marauders era characters living their best lives, siriusly this is a breath of fresh air for you from the angsty fandom)
**** Basically, Sirius Honorary Potter's:
Genderfluid awakening
Here is my ameture moodboard for it:
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lupiinist · 25 days
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"Barty Crouch is in love with his best friend; Evan Rosier, said best friend, has no idea of such a fact.
They are an everlasting storm bound to happen."
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/54919480/chapters/139213990
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emy-ry · 2 years
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James Potter is the mother hen
In Harry's first year where he was appointed seeker, James had a mini heart attack. The minute James heard the news he sent a howller to Harry saying "HARRY JAMES POTTER!! I KNOW I'M YOUR NAME SAKE BUT FOR MERLIN'S SAKE STOP BEING SO MUCH LIKE ME!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW UNSAFE THAT WAS?!? HOW BADLY YOU COULD HAVE BEEN HURT!?!?? I'm still so proud of you btw, my son youngest seeker in history! BUT STILL!!"
2nd year he just flips when he learns about the car, even more when he learned about the whomping willow being involved. He'd rant to anyone for HOURS going "He chose to go to the WHOMPING WILLOW!! Despite me telling him oh so many times how dangerous that tree is! Gave me a bloody heart attack when I learned moony had to deal with that retched thing monthly! Now my own SON does THIS?!"
But despite all his ranting he still never took his anger out on Harry and despite his disagreement with Harry's choices he respects them and allows Harry to do what he wants - unless they hurt him to much or that the outcome would be noting but bad- surrounding Harry in nothing but love and support
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bellaxisworld · 5 days
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april 26 @jegulus-microfic prompt: aimless. word count: 248.
Regulus Black is not a person who ever feels misguided. At this point in his life, he feels strength in his purpose, and he’s confident in his decisions, his opinions. He follows a clear path, he’s organized—and it brings him joy to be so put-together. He doesn’t often feel lost. 
That is—he’s never felt as aimless as he does now, standing before the most stunning man he’s ever met, mouth dropped open in awe as he stares wordlessly. The man grins at him, and his heart flutters. He is pure fucking gold under Regulus' gaze, glistening and warm under the sunlight, and Regulus knows he has never understood true want until this moment. 
He’s been standing silently for far too long now, and he realizes he forgot the question the man asked entirely. Shit. 
He stammers through half a phrase before the man’s chuckle interrupts him.
“I’m James,” he says, eyes full of honeybrown sugar as he looks down at Regulus. He’s tall. Regulus is weak in the knees. 
Remembering his manners, Regulus breathes and extends a hand, “I’m Regulus.” 
James’ smile widens, and he says, “That’s a lovely name, Regulus.” Their hands meet in the middle. Between them, Regulus feels the entire universe hone into the contact—he feels the universe pause and right itself completely at this moment, because nothing has ever felt as perfect as them. Regulus looks up at James, and he thinks, absurdly, in every life, my heart will find yours. 
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herlittlel0ve · 9 months
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Jealousy? No.
Regulus has a drink in his hand that Mary had so graciously taken upon herself to make for him. He was sitting on a couch in the middle of the Gryffindor common room next to Barty and Evan. Sirius was cuddled up to Remus on the couch across from him.
Barty leaned over Evan to talk in Regulus's ear. "You do know that Potter is being talked up by a girl next to the portrait right?"
Regulus turns to look at his face "Hmm? Oh yeah she's been talking to him for a while now"
"And? You're not gonna go over there?" He looks at him confused and reaches a hand over to feel his forehead. "Are you feeling alright?"
Regulus scoffs and slaps his hand away. "I'm fine. I trust James besides even if she's been talking to him this whole time his eyes have been on me all night"
Barty sits back and still looks lost. "So you're not gonna go over there? Not gonna say anything?"
"No?"
"That's mental I don't think I would be able to breathe if a girl was all on Ev like that" He looks put out just thinking about it.
"That's bc you're a possessive bastard" He rolls his eyes "I need a smoke, do you have anything?"
Barty shakes his head and gestures towards someone on the other side of Regulus. "Ask a Puff"
Regulus gets off the couch and in less then a minute he has a blunt between his lips and a lighter in hand. He flips it open and spins the spark wheel again and again... But nothing happens. "Fuck it's dead, do you have another one?" But the curly headed Hufflepuff just shakes his head, Henry? was that his name? "Sorry mate, ask around? 'ts all yours" and turns around to walk away.
"Lupin! Got a zippo?"
"Sirius had it" Regulus turns to him and opens his hand palm up. "Give it, I just got a free blunt and I'm not gonna let it go to waste just because you're a git" Sirius who is now tucked away in Remus's side just shrugs sloppily and mermers "Gave it to Prongs"
And with an eye roll Regulus is gone to find his boyfriend. He doesn't speak, doesn't need to they've been dating for almost a year now. So instead of asking James for the lighter he walks behind him and feels his back pockets for it. No interrupted conversations needed. Well that's what he was hoping for.
"Excuse me what do you think you're doing?" It doesn't come from James so Regulus doesn't look up to answer or bother to stop. "Looking for a lighter" He responds sounds bored. He pulls out what's in the right pocket, a container that has a bunch of roches that could probably amount to one full blunt but no lighter. He places it back in the right pocket and feel in the left, empty.
"Don't you find that quite rude?" She's still talking? As if on command James lifts his drink up so Regulus can swing under his arm to get to his front. He sticks his hips out towards him also. "Find what rude?" He finally responds feeling the left front pocket of James's jeans.
"Feelings around in someones pocket without asking" the girl says. Regulus rolls his eyes and looks up at James. "Do you mind?" "Not at all" James says with a smile and lift his drink to take a swig. Regulus turn around to the girl with a cocky smile. "See? He doesn't mind" and whips back around to the pocket, empty. He moves onto the right pocket and places his hand in it and come out with a silver lighter engraved with a sun. He rolls his eyes, it's his own lighter. The one he and Sirius had gotten into a argument about when it went 'missing'.
He flips it open and spins the spark wheel finally lighting the blunt. He does a sigh of relief and takes a puff then releases the smoke and fans it away from his face. "Well then don't you find it rude to interrupt someone's conversation because of your own selfish reasons?" Ah, that's what she's really upset about. Regulus continues smoking the blunt and leans his back into James chest while an arm comes up to hold his waist right above his hip. "I was trying to avoid that" He slips the lighter back into James's pocket. "Well then, I'll leave you so you can continue to flirt with my boyfriend" He's about to push off from James chest and leave the two alone again but before he can the girl backs up and points her finger at Regulus.
"He is not your boyfriend" "Yes he is" He replies bored. Truly there was no reason for this he just wanted a lighter. "Than why has he been talking to me this entire time" The girl props her hip out and put her hand on it. Oh this is getting good now. Regulus smirks and takes another long hit before answering. "Because you were talking to him?" "He didn't say he was in a relationship" She responds. Is she trying to fight with me about my own boyfriend? He rolls his eyes and passes off the blunt to James. "Did you ask? Or were you to busy trying to get his dick inside you?"
The girl turn bright red but it's uncertain if it's from embarrassment or anger. "Listen I don't have time to fight with you over my own boyfriend. He's hot I get it" The girl scoffs "He's not your boyfriend" He rolls his eyes and turns around. He reaches around James waist to pull out the container and takes the blunt from James's lips. He puts it out on the top of it then places the remainder inside before shutting it and slipping it back into his back pocket.
"Like I said I don't have time to argue with you about my own boyfriend" He's talking to the girl but isn't facing her instead he places his hands on either side of James' face before continuing. "If you want to flirt with someone's boyfriend go find a different one this one's busy" He leans in and connects they're lips it's starts off soft but turns more rough the longer it lasts.
He briefly hears a cup being passed off before two hands encompass his waist and pull him in hard. He's pressed up against a wall. The kisses grow more heated until they break apart for air. However James seems to think he's immortal because he starts kissing down Regulus's neck without a breath inbetween. Regulus moves his hands up into James hair before tugging gently only getting a groan in response so he tugs harder. James finally detaches from his neck.
"What?" He doesn't move his breath is hot against Regulus neck. He laughs. "What was her name?" "Hmm?" James asks he's leaving what's supposed to be innocent closed mouth kisses on Regulus's neck but they are growing hotter. Regulus tugs on his hair again "What was her name?". James looks up finally "uhh Jes? Jessica? I don't remember. Why'd you make me stop?" The last question came out more whiny as he continues to kiss his neck up to his jaw and then to his lips again.
"Mm" is the only response Regulus can get out before his lips are getting pulled into another rough kiss. He pulls away and lifts his lips up to whisper into James ear. "How about you take me upstairs and show me how good you are with that mouth of yours? Since you're so eager" That earns him a bite on the neck before he is all but dragged upstairs. He doesn't see that Jessica girl on the way there.
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daysofnights · 4 months
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short regulus that would refuse to admit it under threat of death but loves that james can pick him up spends as much time as possible with his legs wrapped around james’ waist
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floralembarrassment · 10 months
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Cravings (1/1) (jegulus)
Regulus actually couldn't get enough of James. They had been on a few dates but since they had been together Regulus just wanted James hands on him all the time. It didn't matter that they said it was causal and for fun - Regulus loved the feeling of being touched by the sun.
James couldn't deny him either. If Regulus asked Regulus got. It didn't matter if they worked the next day, or it was late, or if both them had just gotten back from work trips. James wanted to hold that storm in the palm of his hand and be overcome by the waves of Regulus.
So when Regulus messaged him, it didn't matter how early James had to fly out the next morning, he wanted - no needed - Regulus in his arms.
They spent the evening talking, getting to know each other better. Regulus probing and prodding, curiosity getting the better of him, so deeply yearning to know James. And James desperate to ask these questions back, to know everything about Regulus, every inch of him and his mind and his dreams and desires. Anything that Regulus would give him he drank happily and gratefully like a deer finding a pond on a sweltering summer's day.
Wrapped up in each other's arms, legs entangled, fingers laced in one hand, the others roaming freely to pull at lips and curls. It took an hour from when Regulus said he was leaving for him to finally walk out the door.
When he got home he couldn't stop thinking about James. It was everything in him to shower and settle in bed, body exhausted but mind happy to continue being mesmerized by warm skin and soft eyes and hands that touched with such reverence.
Regulus would crave that feeling every day until he could satiate that need again with James... hopefully as soon as he got back.
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lulublack90 · 4 months
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Prompt - Lazy
@jegulus-microfic December 22 Word count 525
They were having as James liked to put it a lazy afternoon. Regulus hadn’t been required to return home this Christmas holiday. Due in part to him writing to Grimmauld Place and requesting he be allowed to stay at Hogwarts to continue studying for his O.W.Ls. And to his great surprise, his request had been granted. Walburga had sent a letter back commending him on his educational pursuits. ‘Most befitting of the Black heir.’ She’d said. As far as Regulus was aware legally Sirius was still the heir and would be until Regulus turned 18 and his father could change it. 
But anyway, for the first time in Regulus’s life he could do as he pleased and what he wanted to do was James Potter.
James had somehow managed to get the prefect’s bathroom to himself. He’d arrived before Regulus and filled the swimming pool-sized bath with lavender-scented water and mountains of dense bubbles. It smelt heavenly, making Regulus relax. 
James was already in the water, the only part of him visible was his face. 
“Hello, love.” His voice came through the wall of bubbles. Regulus noticed the pile of clothes in the corner. 
“Are you naked in there, Potter?” He wasn’t sure how much to take off before he joined him. 
“As a newborn babe.” He answered with a burst of laughter, sending a puff of bubbles floating into the air. The laugh displaced him and he sank. He came rushing back to the surface spluttering. His torso and head coated in bubbles. Regulus couldn’t help himself he fell to the floor rolling around in a fit of giggles. It was so unlike him, but James brought that side of him out, the softer, boyish side.
When he was done he looked over to James, wiping a tear from his eye. James was leaning against the side now, bubbles removed from his hair. “Are you done? You getting in now?” Regulus nodded, quickly stripped and disappeared into the warm water.       
They lazed about on the surface, gently bumping into each other. They must have been there for hours. Regulus didn’t think he’d ever wasted so much time doing nothing and he’d loved every second of it. 
Eventually, they had to get out, it was getting closer to dinner and though Regulus would never admit it, he was starting to get hungry. 
James hopped out first to grab two of the huge fluffy towels. He wrapped one securely around his waist before lowering a hand to Regulus. He took it, allowing James to help him out of the bath. 
There was still a bit of time before they had to leave and Regulus suddenly wanted to do something nice for James. He wrapped his own towel around his waist and reached up on his tiptoes to plant a kiss on James’s lips. Before James could deepen the kiss Regulus moved to kiss his jaw, trailing kisses down towards his neck. He lingered there nipping and sucking across the soft skin, making James emit little gasps of pleasure. He moved on to James’s chest, placing slow lazy kisses there and moving,
Down,
Down,
Down,
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murderoushagthesequel · 10 months
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Distraction
from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, nervous (133 words)
i think this is the spiciest thing i've posted lol. i need y'all to know that the little note i wrote myself at the beginning of the month for this one was "a little snog to work off the nerves before a presentation, perhaps?" because that is so so funny to me. anyway cw for mild implied nsfw
Regulus Black is a put together man. He’s confident, he’s smart, and he’s pretty. And yet, faced with the most important presentation of his life, he can’t stop shaking. That is, until his wonderful boyfriend comes along. 
Now Regulus finds himself pushed up against the wall of a broom cupboard, with James’ breath hot on his neck. His hands are strong and warm, slipping under Regulus’ shirt.
“You seem nervous, need a distraction?” James whispers in his ear. Regulus gasps and only manages to nod, feeling at a loss for words, getting caught up in all of his senses being enveloped by James. He manages to lose himself in the feeling of James, forgetting all about his speech.
When it’s his turn to speak, Regulus’ nerves are gone, and his presentation goes perfectly.
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silviawordsworth · 4 months
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Lily is only included in jegulily bc people realized they were pushing her to the side.
'Oh but i really like the ship as is'
Sure, okay. You can like jegulily without it being malicious
But the fact lily is very very rarely shipped with just regulus shows just how little chemistry they have.
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whenpercyfallsinlove · 7 months
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regulus “i’ll try not to starve myself, just because you’re mad at me” black and james “and i’ll be in denial for at least a little while, what about the plans we made?” potter
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starchaserdreams · 11 months
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Artists on Tumblr will release the best artwork you've ever seen, an absolute masterpiece that belongs in the Louvre, and will caption it with like
"uhhhh so tired of working on this, kind of hate it but just want to be done with it"
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impishtubist · 1 year
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Snippet Sunday
I was tagged by @theresthesnitch, thank you love
Regulus rolls his eyes at the tell-tale rustling in his hydrangeas. 
“Why can’t you walk over like a normal person?” he grouses at the black dog who slinks out from under the plants, eliciting delighted squeals from Harry and Neville. Harry’s only weeks away from walking, Regulus thinks, and the baby crawls at breakneck speed over to the dog. Neville follows a slower, more unsteady pace. “Or, Merlin forbid, use the front door?” 
“Because it’s more fun this way, Reggie.” James emerges from the house, dropping a kiss on Regulus’s head before handing him a glass of cold water. It’s an unseasonably warm day, and Regulus has been sunning himself in the garden while the babies play under James’s watchful eye.
“He has his own husband and baby to bother,” Regulus grouses. Padfoot is on his back now, letting Harry and Neville rub his belly, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. “Why does he have to come over here and steal mine?”
Tagging anyone else who sees this and wants to play!
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annoyinglyobsessive · 17 days
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Day 13 - ski
CW - nothing :)
Words - 112
“Your telling me youve never been skiing” james said, looking at regulus, who was holding the ski pole in a white knuckled grip as he looked at the slop infront of him. Regulus shook his head.
“Well why ddint you say anything,” james said, confused.”
“You just seemed so excited, and i didnt want to ruin that,” regulus said quickly.
“Honey you could never,” james said, taking regulus’s hand in his. “If you dont want to do this we can go inside,” he suggested, but regulus shook his head.
“No,” regulus said and james smiled. “We came all the way out here, i want to try.”
James smiled, “lets do it then.”
@jegulus-microfic
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GIMME ASEXUAL JEGGY SNIPPET!!!! please <3
You know how sometimes things happen and you need to externalise them and write it out or your head will explode? Or you have an experience and you think “damn, what could have happened if the other person hadn’t been a tool?”
This is my trauma dumping self healing fic that I might never post because if anyone ever says anything mean I might actually become a horrible, mean villain.
You can have an excerpt though 😶 (it’s very bare bones because I can’t really look at it too much)
Regulus is looking at James, sitting on his couch, sipping an infusion.
Confused.
James gives him a knowing smile, although what he knows is yet to be seen. “I am derailing your plan, aren’t I?”
“Yes.”
James sits more comfortably. “Tell me how.”
“…I said I wasn’t going to sleep with you.”
“Mhm yes, I heard you.”
“So what are you doing here?”
“Do you want me to leave?”
It takes Regulus longer than he would like to speak the truth, pulling him in different directions. What’s safe, and what he actually wants. "No.”
James nods, ever so calm. "I see. But you are afraid that my presence is conditional to something you must give me.”
“Maybe.”
“Has anyone ever not taken you up on your offer to leave?”
“No. People generally don’t love being rejected.”
“Ah.” James takes a sip from his infusion, while Regulus stands there, unsure. Awkward. "Why don’t you sit down.”
Regulus looks around, where he won’t be close to James, but the flat is small.
“I promise you can sit next to me, I won’t attack you.”
“Yeah, okay.” It’s so sudden and comes from the heart. Disbelief coloring all of Regulus’ letters.
And suddenly, James isn’t in a laughing mood anymore. “Oh,” he says.
Regulus shrugs. “Consent gets apparently blurry when you bring people home.”
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