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chasingthestarss · 16 days
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James: I’ve got a question to ask you
Regulus: as long as it’s not “will you marry me”
James: *silence
Regulus: wait
Regulus: was it?
Regulus: was it “will you marry me”
James: Well I’m not going to ask now
Regulus: no! Restart!
James: moments gone
Regulus: then bring it back!
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adharastarlight · 5 months
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The Oblivious James Potter Chronicles P4
James, running down the corridor after Reg: hey! Regulus! Wait up!
Reg stops suddenly so James has to skid to stop, lip quirking up as he fights away a laugh
James: Reggie, hi :)
Reg: James, what's up?
James: would you like to go on a date with me?
Reg: sure, love, what's the occassion?
James: you want to go out with me?
Reg:
Reg: I wasn't already?
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*Sirius, James, and Regulus meet up at a bar*
James: Woah, Reggie you didn't tell me you were going to be here?
Regulus: *turns to Sirius* I thought this was supposed to be a "brother bonding" thing.
James: Oh. He told me we were going out to have fun.
Sirius: And I told Reg here to get here three hours ago!
Regulus: Well... you literally got here 5 minutes ago.
Sirius: EXACTLY I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE ON TIME PRONGS IM SO SMART RIGHT:)?
James: ...how...
Regulus: You've been waiting to say that, haven't you?
Sirius: *has been waiting to say that* Nevermind. I've brought you here to discuss something very important. Now, I won't be upset, but I think you have a secret together...
James+Regulus: *side eyeing each other*
Sirius: You've been planning a surprise birthday party for Remus without me!
James+Regulus: *visibly deflating with relief*
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emlovessid · 3 months
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@jegulus-microfic february 12, fireside, 353 words part one, part two
It’s a few days later that Regulus’ breakfast is interrupted by a knock at the door, opening it to find a mailman on his doorstep holding a package. He knows what it is before he even opens it.
He’s careful as he unwraps it, unfolding the card nestled in amongst the tissue paper.
You may not know it, but this album would be nothing without you. Thank you all the way from Edinburgh. J x
After spending an embarrassing amount of time looking at the picture of James on the cover – he’s still coming to terms with the fact that this James is his James – he pulls the vinyl out of its sleeve and sets it on his record player, curling up by the fireside with a cup of tea as he listens.
He recognises Track 2 as the one he heard on the radio, smiling to himself as James sings Regulus’ words, though he prefers James’ words over his own. He has a way with words that sucks Regulus in, makes him feel connected to them. He supposes that’s a sign of a good songwriter, having the ability to make anyone listening believe that these lyrics are written for them personally.
Like on Track 4; This was never really casual.
Track 5; I miss my nights in London, more than I ever miss my home.
Track 8; When I kiss that freckle by your ear.
Eyes flying open with recognition, Regulus reaches up to his left ear, fingers brushing over the patch of skin below that James has always paid particular attention to. 
Taking out his phone, he only hesitates for a moment before typing out a text and pressing send: I don’t want to presume but… are some of these songs about me?
It’s less than a minute later that his phone starts ringing, James’ face lighting up the screen; a photo Regulus had taken of him sleepy and smiling in Regulus’ bed.
He answers, but doesn’t say anything. Hears James exhale, feels his own heart stop, and then start right up again as James says, “Of course they’re about you.”
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hitmewithsomebooks · 3 months
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@jegulus-microfic Jan 17 - dream
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It was just a bad dream, just a bad dream, just a dream.
Except it wasn't a dream. It was a want. But Regulus refused to accept that.
Why would he want James Potter swooning over him? James Potter hugging from behind, playing with his hair, kissing him? And holding his hands and picking him up and cuddling him and kissing him...
It was just a dream, anyways. Whether he wanted it or not.
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"Remus." James said, breaking the silence Remus had just settled into.
"James." He replied, urging him on.
"I had a weird dream."
"About what?" Remus asked, still reading, not really interested in another story about treacle tart castles or whatever else James's brain could imagine.
"Regulus."
At this, Remus's eyes snapped up, staring directly at James.
"As in Sirius's little brother?"
"As in Sirius's little brother." James confirmed, nodding his head ruefully.
"What exactly was so weird about this dream?"
"Erm, we may have been... kissing? And cuddling? And it's really weird because like yeah we’ve been talking a little bit more and it’s kind of nice ‘cause he can be like sweet? But I still don’t know why—"
"James. You love him, don’t you."
"I do?" James asked, brows furrowing.
"Think about him." Remus told him, and James paused. A slow smile spread across his face. His eyes widened in realization.
"Oh, shit. I do."
*
Later, Remus would hear about Regulus's dream, and would immediately bring the young Slytherin to talk to James, because they were both idiots.
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risetherivermoon · 1 year
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established regulily to jegulily where lily and reg attempt to flirt with james but hes so very oblivious and deep in denial,
regulus who flirts with james during quidditch games and calls him 'pretty boy' and james is just like: 'nah thats just a sports guy thing'
lily who helps him with his schoolwork while flirting with him the entire time and praising him when he does good and james is just like: 'shes such a supportive friend!'
whenever the two of them are alone they're both just like: 'holy shit why cant he just take the hint' 'i know right?'
eventually they both give up and blatantly ask him out and hes like: 'you guys like me? really?' and they both facepalm
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jamesfpotterkinnie · 2 months
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james: do you think he likes me. idk moon i don’t think he does
remus: i’m gonna slam your head into this table. he’s in-love with you it’s so fucking obvious you idiot
sirius: james i love you BUT STOP TALKING ABOUT MY BROTHER
james: HEY. remus is my brother and i didn’t shout at you when you liked him
sirius: right… sorry. but reg likes you james it’s fucking obvious
james: nahh i don’t think soo
remus: you stupid little cu-
*meanwhile at the slytherin table*
regulus: he’s so fucking pretty like omg
barty: if i hear you talk about potter once more today i will punch your pretty little face so hard you won’t know what fucking hit you
evan: barty….. it’s only 8am
barty: ex-fucking-actly
regulus: but look at him. he’s so beautiful
barty: regulus i was not joking
regulus: right sorry
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valoflunar · 5 months
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obliviousness to romantic feelings runs through the black family genetics (queue reg and sirius being totally oblivious that they are in love with james and remus and that james & remus are in love with them too)
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HEAR ME OUT: Reg was pregnant when he went to the cave
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arty-bug · 2 months
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Mary obliviated herself thinking Sirius had betrayed them all. She never got to know the truth.
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chasingthestarss · 3 months
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James hyping himself up in a battle: If I die now I’ll never meet my soulmate
Regulus: Maybe you just don’t have one.
Remus looking around: who’s gonna tell him?
Sirius: which one?
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adharastarlight · 6 months
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The James Oblivious Potter Chronicles Pt1
James: people are so stuipd
Sirius: whats up prongs?
James: someone in potions just said you and moony were dating! Just because he's into dudes and youre gay doesnt mean youre dating?!
Sirius: James-
James: that would be like saying Marls and Cas are dating just because theyre lesbians
Sirius: uhm, James-
James: dont worry, i told them you're just friends
Sirius: WHAT!?
Remus walks in and he looks so hurt and a little pissed: we're... friends now are we?
Sirius: no- no, mon amour- no, james is just a fucking moron
James: what... wait are you two...?
Sirius and Remus: yes!?!
Sirius: for like five months!?!
James: WHAT
Remus: we kiss in front of you all the time???
Sirius: we're constantly holding hands???
Remus: we go on dates like constantly???
Sirius: I told you I want to marry him!?!
James: I thought that was in a best friend way!!!
Sirius:
Remus:
James: wait so are marls and cas...?
Sirius: Yes!!!
Remus: james who the- what- how-
James: WHO ELSE!?!
Sirius: crouch and rosier, pandora and emmeline, lily and mary???
James: ohhhh... what about Regulus?
Remus, grinning: no one, why?
James:
Sirius:
James: so you guys are dating, should i... buy you a plant?
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allyeardepression · 3 months
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@jegulus-microfic | feb 10 violin | words: 1425
okay so this one is long and i’m not sure if i’m satisfied with it but here it is. i hope you’ll like it <3
disclaimer: remus isn’t transphobic, he just doesn’t want to out reggie. i don’t know if i showed it the right way, sorry if it made you uncomfortable
Sirius invented him and Remus to the concert in memory of Vivaldi. James wasn’t really into classical music, but he would go anywhere for his best friend. And that’s how he found himself attaching the cufflinks to his suit on a Friday evening.
He looked good, he thought - crisp-white button up, black tie, and the black suit he bought when he started working at the law firm few months ago, suited him perfectly. His dark curls, unlike usual, were manageable today, shooker. He put some small, gold hoops into his ears, his favourite sun necklace, hiding it underneath the shirt, and the ring he got from his parents as a graduation gift. With one last glance at himself in the mirror, James left his flat.
When he walked out of the building, he immediately found Remus who was leaning against his car, smoking a cigarette. He was dressed in a brown, plaid suit with a white turtleneck underneath.
“Well, don’t you look handsome” James yelled cheekily, as he made his way to the taller man.
“Says you” Remus replied in the same flirty manner before exhaling the smoke. “Want one?” he asked offering James the pack. He took one, waiting for his friend to light it up.
“So, are you ready for the craziest night of your life?” James asked sarcastically.
“Oh, come off it. Sirius said that after the whole thing he’s going to repay us with some actual fun” Remus nudged him with his foot. Yeah, maybe you James thought to himself.
After they smoked their cigarettes and got into the car it took them just about thirty minutes to get to opera house. Even though they weren't particularly fond of the type of music Sirius performed live, they were very proud of him - maybe his parents forced him to take piano lessons when he was younger, but that turned out to be the only thing he was grateful for. He practiced even after his mother told him he was useless and will never achieve anything, just to spite her. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how he got himself a job at Royal Opera House.
They found their seats right in the middle of the room and waited for the whole thing to start.
When the lights went down and the musicians started appearing on stage James spotted an angel. No, really, the person that came next must’ve been out of this world, there was no other explanation for his beauty. He looked rough and delicate at the same time, what’s with his sharp jaw and rosy cheeks, little nose James immediately wanted to poke at and silvery eyes that seemed to read your soul.
“You wouldn’t know who the one with violin is, would you?” he whispered to Remus. The other man looked away from his fiancée and searched the stage for the person James was asking about. When he spotted him he immediately shifted in his chair and cleared his throat.
“Yeah, um, that would be Regulus” he replied, looking kind of uncomfortable.
“Regulus… That sounds familiar, where could’ve I heard that?”
“Well” Remus started “it’s a star, so maybe that’s why you know it. Could be from Sirius talking about his brother, but who knows” he said in a hurry, like he didn’t want to acknowledge that. And James felt disturbed, because what the fuck.
“Sirius has a sister, did you forget?” he asked his friend, looking at him as if he had grown another head.
“No, he has a brother, can’t you see?” Remus replied, pointing his chin at the man on stage.
James just looked between the two of them, extremely confused. Sirius was always talking about his sister, he was sure of that. He was also sure his best friend mentioned someone named Regulus a lot of times in the past, but he never met that person, nor did he meet Sirius’ sister since she went to some fancy boarding school in Scotland. Another thing James was sure of was that he hasn’t heard about Sirius’ little sis in a long time.
Still feeling confused, James just sat there, looking at Sirius one second and at Regulus the next. He could point out some similarities between them, but he didn’t stop feeling disoriented.
After the concert was over and the orchestra received standing ovations, both Remus and James got up and went to the artists’ dressing rooms. They went into one with a sticker on the door that said ‘Black’. As they entered James came to an abrupt halt. There on the couch, next to his best friend sat the most beautiful man he ever laid his eyes on. He just starred at him with Regulus staring back. In the background James could hear his friends exchanging tender words with each other, but all he could think about was the man in front of him. His feet started moving before he could decide it himself. In a matter of seconds he was holding his hand out for the other man to grab.
“Hi, I’m James. I loved your performance” he said sheepishly, and oh my god, was he blushing?
Regulus smiled up at him, finally catching his hand.
“Thank you, I’m glad you liked it” came from the black-haired man. They just stood there, holding hands and gaping at one another. After some time Regulus cleared his throat and added “I’m Regulus, by the way.”
“Yeah, I know” James said before he could think about it. Then “Not in a creepy ‘I stalk you’ way. Sirius talks about you sometimes and Remus told me earlier what was your name. That’s how I know.”
“So, you two talked about me?” the younger one asked cheekily. James didn’t know what got into him, but his response came almost immediately.
“Yes. You know, you made such a good job out there I had to ask who are you” Regulus just smiled at that. Before he had a chance to reply, though, they were interrupted.
“Get away from my brother, you evil spawn” Sirius yelled at James, coming closer to them. That reminded him.
“Are you brothers like we are? Something like not real brothers, but you know each other so well that you might as well be real brothers?”
“His my real brother, like, from the same mother and everything” his best friend answered.
“Last time I checked you had one sister, no other siblings. Unless you were keeping him from me?”
“Yeah, no” Sirius shook his head. “I always had a brother named Regulus, I don’t know anything about any sister.” James felt confusion coming back to him at the response. He looked at all three people in the room, every one of them looking at him with raised eyebrows, and okay - was it some kind of prank?
He decided to leave it, for now. If any one of them cared to explain they would do it in their own time, he didn’t want to push.
As promised, after the musicians had changed, the four of them and two other members of the orchestra, whose names were Barty and Evan (Regular's friends), went to a bar near the opera house. They all had a good time, talking about the concert and telling each other stories about their childhoods.
After few hours Sirius and Remus announced that they were going home. Not long after that Barty and Evan, whose dynamic was at least strange in James’ opinion, decided they would get going, too. So, it was just James and Regulus now.
They sat in silence filled with some kind of tension, while still looking at each other. It made James end his beer in one big gulp. Regulus giggled at that.
“No need to be that stressed, I’m not going to bite you” the musician told him. James looked at him for a second and then decided to make something dumb.
“Hi, I’m James” he repeated his words from earlier, as he held out his hand for a second time this evening. “Your beauty made me go stupid, would you mind if I bought you a drink?” At that Regulus started laughing loudly, throwing his head back.
“Oh god, that was awful” he choked out. Then he looked at James, amusement still visible in his eyes. “I’m Regulus, nice to meet you. And no, I wouldn’t mind you buying me a drink. Just, under one condition.”
“What is it?” taller man asked hopefully.
“Never say that ever again. To anyone” Reg chuckled.
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Sirius: Hey James, do you know D?
James, oblivious: D who?
Sirius: DEEZ NUTS
Regulus and Remus: *are so done*
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Barty: Guess what I was doing last night?
Evan:
Evan: What?
Barty: YOUR MOM
Evan, winks: Wrong Rosier
Regulus: AH
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emlovessid · 4 months
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@jegulus-microfic december 26, choose, 248 words
Even though he’s a wizard and he’s grown up witnessing magic in so many different forms, James has always been a bit sceptical of the entire concept of soulmates. If he could choose, he’d have everyone’s soulmark wiped and people could just love whoever they wanted to love.
Every time he looks down at the time and date inked on his ribs, the supposed time and date that he’ll meet his soulmate, he finds himself getting frustrated.
1 September 1972 10:50
How on earth would he know who his soulmate is, when he’s going to be on a crowded train platform alongside the entire Hogwarts cohort and their families? But even his scepticism doesn’t stop him from feeling antsy that morning, fiddling with the hem of his jumper as he walks onto Platform Nine and Three Quarters alongside his parents. His eyes are glued to the clock on the wall as the time inches closer; 10:47, 10:48, 10:49.
“James!” Sirius throws his arms around him, the both of them swaying from side to side for a moment, before Sirius pulls back. “This is my little brother, Reg, by the way.”
When the station master rings his bell signalling that the train will be leaving soon, James’ head whips around to the clock, horrified to see that it’s 10:55. After all that waiting, 10:50 had come and gone and James was too distracted to even pay attention to who his soulmate might be.
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elysianymph · 1 year
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read through my newest wip again instead of studying physics. enjoy this snippet of regulus panicking:
“Why are you…” Regulus trails off, swallowing the lump in his throat, “shirtless?”
James raises his eyebrows like he hadn't noticed he was walking around flashing his built chest and wide shoulders and making everyone drool at the sight of him. He looks down at his naked torso and up at Regulus again with a sheepish smile. “Oh, I lost my shirt,” he says with a shrug like it's no big deal, like he hadn't just helped Regulus’ mind create a fantasy he will be thinking about for the next two weeks.
“You lost your shirt?” Regulus repeats dumbly as he commands his eyes to stay focused on James’ face lest he look like a complete idiot drooling over James Potter who has a girlfriend. A really nice, pretty girlfriend. Said girlfriend also wears peach scented lip gloss and Regulus is dying to know if it tastes like the fruit too. Oh, right- James!
“Yeah,” James nods, “I brought it here with me but someone must've taken it while I was showering. I swear I had placed it on the bench over there, but well… it’s not there anymore.” He gives Regulus another smile, scratching the back of his neck.
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