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lovings4turn · 9 months

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☆ page-turner (r.a.b.)

— trying to read your book whilst sat in regulus' lap proves a harder task than you first thought

+ contains: smut, fingering (f!recieving), edging, teasing, praise

+ nsfw — minors please dni

"that's it, darling," regulus coos, his chin resting on your shoulder. "keep going."

you're sat in his lap, your back flush to his chest with your legs spread wide as you clutch your book with white-knuckles. his fingers expertly slip in and out of you, his thumb deftly working at your clit in an intoxicating combination that makes your mind cloudy.

regulus has made the rules of this exchange pretty clear: you stop reading, he stops moving.

at first, you had thought he was merely teasing, wanting to see just how far he could push you. but when you had first dropped your book, head falling back against his shoulder to let out a shaky moan, he had pulled his fingers out instantly with a reprimanding tsk. it was only when you started up again, voice shaking and cracking around the words, that regulus resumed his prior motions.

every now and then, he curls his fingers up to press against your g-spot, a wicked glint in his eye as he watches you stumble over the current piece of dialogue you're reading

"reg, please-" you breathe, eyes screwed shut as you feel your orgasm slowly build. the muscles in your stomach tighten, and in an effort to finish faster, you grind down onto his fingers.

"ah, ah," regulus hums, using his free hand to cup your cheek and redirect your face towards your now forgotten book. "told you, love. have to keep going. y'doing so well for me."

you're so close that if he stopped now, you're sure tears will escape your eyes and roll down your cheeks, a pathetic display of desperation. your only option is to continue reading.

the words become blurry as you fight to keep your eyes open, and you're only half sure that whatever you're saying is even comprehensible as you stumble through paragraph after paragraph.

all it takes is the pad of regulus' thumb swiping over your clit particularly roughly for you to see white. your book hits the floor with a thump, drowned out by the sounds of your moans and mumbled thanks. regulus holds your hips as you writhe in his lap, pressing kisses to your shoulder as you come down from your climax, all the while muttering praise and compliments.

"did so well, love," he hums, kissing your temple. "wanna see how well you can focus w'my cock in you, now."

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slut4prongs · 8 months

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sunshine

regulus black x gn!reader

411 words

description: you and regulus are complete opposites, yet you couldn’t be happier together.

(sorry i died for a month. i don’t really like this but i wanted to post something again)

Regulus Black is, by all means, a quiet person. He keeps to himself and his select group of friends and to all else he is a dark and intimidating person.

You are a social butterfly, bouncing around various groups of friends from every house, smiling everywhere you go. All in all, you’re the opposite of Regulus Black.

Which is why it came as a shock to everyone the day he bid a goodbye to you, when you went to sit with your separate friends, by pressing a quick kiss on your cheek.

Though over time everyone around you both became accustomed to small occasional gestures of affection between the two of you, that is everyone except for Regulus.

He still finds it completely inconceivable that you, basically the sun to him, want to be with him.

So he still jumps a little when you suddenly appear behind him in the hall, wrapping your arms around his waist whilst he is in the middle of a idiotic conversation with Barty.

The second he hears your voice, all bubbly and excited, all thoughts of that previous conversation were out the window.

“Regulus!” You gasp excitedly as you squeeze around his waist gently.

“Hello, love.” He responds while quickly turning himself around in your arms to face you.

“You won’t believe what happened in transfiguration today!” You say while bouncing up and down on your toes.

Regulus quirks an eyebrow as a silent gesture of telling you to continue.

“Okay, okay, so..” You begin to ramble excitedly about some silly thing James had done to impress Lily, but Regulus wasn’t exactly listening.

Well of course he was listening, he listens to everything you’ve ever said, but at this very moment he was enraptured by just watching you.

The way your eyes sparkle in the light beaming in from the windows, how your hair is slightly messed up from the school day, but especially the glowing smile on your face as you talk a mile a minute.

Eventually Regulus snaps out of his little trance, glancing behind your head seeing Barty and Evan laughing and mocking Regulus, who's always been stone cold, melting before their eyes.

But what snaps them all out of their silent mocking, is when you finish your story.

“I mean I just can’t believe Lily finally agreed to a date with him.”

All three boys snap to your face when you say that and at once they speak.

“She said yes??”

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: dubcon, stepbrother!regulus, fem!reader, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, alludes to a noncon gangbang, featuring barty and evan because do what i want

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regulus' hand moves from your throat to your chin, shaking your head until you blink, pushing out a clear droplet from the corner of your eye. your mouth is parted and saliva pools within it, threatening to spill before regulus turns your head towards him, placing an open-mouthed kiss on your lips. the kiss is wet and loud, louder than the slapping of skin on skin and the squelching of your cunt as it was filled with your stepbrothers cock.

your chest concaves as he angles his hips just right, sending a shock up your spine and pushing the air from your lungs and into his mouth. his hips stutter but he doesn't stop, holding you up as your knees begin to shake.

"look," he grumbles, using the grip on your chin to make you face the boys in front of you.

the blue eyes of evan rosier stare back at you, even more intimidating with the lust swimming in his irises. his pink lips darken where his teeth gnaw on the flesh.

barty palm himself shamelessly, gripping the bulge that became more and more prominent with every strangled noise that force itself out of you. his own eyes look as crazed as ever, each depraved thought involving you, you are sure of it.

the way they watch you is degrading, gazes drinking you in and hands aching to relieve themselves. you think you even saw barty's hand slide beneath evan's waistband at one point.

but you could hardly focus on the sight in front of you with the waves of pleasure that ripple through your body. regulus' warmth pulses inside you, the throb of his hot cock soothing the jerks of his aggressive ruts.

his face is drenched and burning almost as badly as yours. the grunts and groans hold an undertone that tell you he is enjoying the extra eyes.

"regulus," evan murmurs, posh hand sliding across his own thigh.

regulus' hips stutter at his friends voice, the hand on your throat tightening enough that you dug your nails into the flesh involuntarily. he huffs in your ear, sloppily kissing your cheek as a wordless apology. you turn your head, catching his swollen lips before he can move away.

this wasn't what you had expected. when regulus' voice sung your name, you had rushed over like a loyal puppy, eyes bright and heart thumping. nerves and hesitance lingered behind the excitement as you remembered that his dearest friends were paying him a visit this week. you hadn't liked the way they looked at you as they introduced themselves, suggestive comments leaving their lips that left you thinking they knew a little too much of your relationship with your stepbrother.

you had protested, shoving regulus off as much as you could manage before his lips enveloped yours, ridding you of the thoughts of ever letting him go until he bid you away. your begging whispers in his ear had gone ignored, mumbles telling you to "just ignore them," growing more firm as he thrusted into you.

"mmm," regulus hums, mouth vibrating yours.

"you gonna let us have a go anytime soon?"

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gtgbabie0 · 26 days

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Hey I saw your requests were open :)

How about regulus slow dancing with reader in their bedroom/kitchen? I’m a sucker for how well you write for him 😭

-Regulus Black x reader

{Slow dancing with Regulus black}

Thank you for the request, Hope you enjoy my lovelies! 💕

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Regulus didn’t live with you, although it certainly felt like he did. Little reminders of him scatter throughout your house, woven through the halls and rooms. His clothes claim a small section of your closet, his toothbrush sits beside yours and you’ve even stacked up on his favourite snacks.

That’s why you don’t fret when your front door opens with a heavy creak whilst you potter around the kitchen. He calls out your name softly as he closes the door behind him, hanging his coat up and kicking off his shoes.

“I’m in the kitchen!” You call out softly and a small smile breaks out on his lips at the sound of your sweet voice. He was finally home where he belonged, by your side just how it should be.

There’s no hesitation as Regulus walks through the kitchen, his hands immediately tugging you into him by your hips. “I’ve missed you.” He sighs as he rests his head in the crook of your neck with a soft groan.

He’s much less reserved around you now than when you two first started dating. He seeks out your warmth without a second thought, ignoring the small protests of insecurity that shout at him.

“I’ve missed you too.” You smile softly as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him closely to you whilst his hands rest against the small of your back.

He pulls back slightly to admire you, the stress from his expression melts away instantly as he drinks in the sight of you. How the warm lights of the kitchen dust against your skin. There’s a certain glow to you that lights up his heart and soul… you breathe life into him again.

He watches your smile turn more shy under his loving gaze. Your eyes flicker away from him, but he’s quick to catch your jaw in his hand ever so softly, making you look back over at him, his thumb caresses your cheek.

“Dinners just cooking… your favourite.” You tell him, quickly trying to move the conversation on so he doesn’t make a teasing remark about your sudden shyness.

He glances over to the oven then back down to you, there’s a gleam of admiration that swims within in his dark eyes. He’s still not used to it, the volumes in which you care for him and he’s not sure he ever will be.

“Thank you, mon amour.” Regulus whispers before pressing a soft sweet kiss to your lips, his smile breaks the kiss off and he pulls back slightly to admire you once more.

There’s a certain peacefulness that you bring to him, you seem to quell the emotions that bundle up inside him. He stands there holding you closely as the gentle melodies play from your small radio.

A kiss against his cheek breaks him out of the trance he seems to be lost in. “Dinner is still cooking... do you want to dance with me?” You ask softly as you rest a delicate hand against his shoulder, looking up at him those pretty eyes of yours and a smirk that teeters against your lips.

He completely melts at the sight. “Of course, angel.” He breathes as if you’ve knocked the air out of him, his hand finding your hips as he begins to gently sway with the melody of the music.

All those ballroom dance lessons paid off, except this is much less intense than when he was a child. It’s a slow-paced one, that doesn’t carry the same pressure as he once remembers, no judging eyes to tell him that his form is off… he can breathe.

You feel his shoulders relax slightly and a certain playfulness flashes through his eyes as he spins you around before bringing you back into his chest, his hands squeezing your hips softly.

The sounds of your sweet laughter fill the kitchen as you both dance, socked feet bumping together every so often and he tuts at you teasingly every time.

“You’re beautiful” He whispers, his hand resting against your cheek and his heart swells when he feels you lean into the warmth of his palm and he knows you’re the one… his heart belongs to you forever and always. "I love you" he breathes, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

"I love you too," you reply with a warm smile as you both continue to enjoy each other's warmth dancing together lovingly. Nothing else matters to Regulus except for the way you feel against him, just as it should be.

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heaven4lostgirls · 19 days

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Can you pretty pleaaassse write for regulus black x reader angst

Where they were friends and got along really well and because they're both pureblooded there families arranged marriage for them. But then regulus gets paranoid and starts to think badly of you and thinks that you were only ever nice to him so that your parents would arrange marriage. And he thinks that you hold the same awful pureblood beliefs as both of your parents and he is afraid to say anything about it incase you tell his family that he doesn't really believe that muggles are lesser. Then regulus is quite distant and mean in your marriage and he eventually comes to his senses when he realises how upset you are and how much his distance hurts you and he can hear you crying yourself to sleep

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

warning: angst, regulus is a bit of a dick but he comes around ! miscommunication (i’m sorry✊)

summary: request above

authors note: hi! sorry this took forever, i’m really bad at keeping up with requests but i hope you enjoy this, i always say im hoping to get back into writing but it’s always touch and go, my mental health isn’t great a lot of the time and uni just piles on so much more, hopefully you guys understand ! 🫶🩷

regulus wasn’t used to people sticking around, he had been abandoned by the only person he ever truly cared about and left to fend for himself. which was why he assumed when news of his engagement to you was announced by his parents, at a shared dinner party for the sacred 28, you two would simply…co-exist. never fully acknowledging the others presence yet acquaintances at best.

what a shock to his system it was when he grew to know what a wonderful person you were, never abrasive or hostile like his parents, never boastful like most of the pureblood families he knew, instead you were the embodiment of everything he never knew he wanted, a calm to the raging angst inside of him he couldn’t quell after sirius had left, and that alone left him scared more than any of his parents threats to present him to the dark lord as a servant.

you two had formed a quick friendship due to the circumstances surrounding your fast paced engagement, you were set to marry next august and your engagement had only been announced in april. regulus had no problem performing his duties to his family, however this one came with little to no reluctance from either of you as feelings of love and respect blossomed from the friendship you two shared.

however, as time passed, regulus could slowly but surely feel his walls he had fought so hard to build up, crack. he couldn’t fathom why someone like you would feel so comfortable around him, how you somehow managed to worm your way under his skin like no one ever could, not even sirius.

except as time flew by, he had somehow found some of that “gryffindor courage” as james potter always declared, to tell you about his feelings, emphasizing that if you wished, he would never bring up again if you did not reciprocate and you two would still move forward together into marriage as friends.

to his surprise, you were much more welcoming to his feelings than expected, you two had shared a small kiss as you leant your forehead against his and claimed “i was just waiting for you to see me.”

since you two were already a couple in the eyes of the public, the only people he had really had to tell was your shared friends. as expected, they all reacted joyfully to the news and you both carried through the rest of your year no longer pretending to be in love, but actually falling into it.

however, at the beginning of your 6th year, you could tell something had shifted between yours and regulus’ dynamic. no longer was he patient and comforting, instead he was judgmental and fast to anger. some part of you knew it had to do with his parents but you didn’t have the heart to push your questions onto him.

as time passed you watched as he distanced himself from you, pushing away your touches, rejecting your offers to hang out, blowing you off when he would eventually agree. you could only handle so much of his behavior before you eventually broke when telling your friends.

“i don’t know what to do anymore, it’s like walking on eggshells whenever he’s around because im scared of him snapping at me for breathing too loud” you vent to your friends as you place your hands on your eyes to try keep the tears at bay.

“how longs this been going on y/n?” pandora asks softly as she shares a concerned look with lily. you blubber out as answer that sounds like “a couple of months” as tears leak past your palms.

“i can’t keep doing this” you emphasize to them both, “and you know i can’t break up with him because we still have to get married-“

“break up?!” lily questions surprised, “you can’t be serious y/n.” she says as she places a hand on your shoulder.

“i think you need to talk to him” pandora says again as she smiles softly at you as you look at her with tear filled eyes.

“…what if he doesn’t want me anymore?” you whisper, too afraid to say it out loud in fear of it coming true.

“oh love” lily coos as she drags you into a small cuddle with her and pandora, “you’re gonna need to ask him to know that y/n” she whispers as she rubs your back.

you sigh heavily and nod before looking at the both of them. “okay” you concede as you try and form some sort of a plan to confront regulus, your anxiety spikes at the thought of him not wanting your relationship anymore, you couldn’t imagine a marriage with the man you loved where his feelings weren’t reciprocated.

the next day, you planned to corner regulus at the library before dinner but as you walked up to his table, you heard the voice of not only regulus, but barty as well.

“reg, you know you’re hurting her by ignoring her” barty says with a sigh as you pause behind a bookshelf near the table to eavesdrop.

“you know better than i, that i can never be with someone who thinks the way she does…its disgusting” regulus says with a sneer but you can hear how disappointed he is by the statement.

disgusting? he thinks i’m…disgusting? what is he even talking about? you don’t think you’ve ever done anything remotely bad enough to be called disgusting.

“how do you know she thinks like them?” barty implores and you hear regulus sigh, “you’ve seen how she acts when the sacred 28 talks about the muggles” he says and you frown, part of being a child of one of the sacred 28 meant you had to act your part, regulus knew that better than anyone else. so why was he suddenly judging you and telling barty about your issues when he couldn’t even give you the time of day?

“i don’t know if i can marry someone like her” regulus says again and your heart drops. someone like her, you repeat in your head, every insecurity you ever worked through, comes back in tenfold from that sentence alone. you stumble on your feet from the flashes of tears and heartache from all your deepest points of sorrow.

you shake your head and straighten your back before reminding yourself, if he wants a true pureblood wife, that’s what i’ll be. quiet, docile,…perfect.

your wedding approaches faster than you can imagine, dress fittings, bridal party dresses and events all pass with a blur. never fully there, you encompass a state of numbness.

regulus and all your friends notice how you slowly fall into the facade you usually have in front of your parents, instead this time, it never breaks in front of them.

regulus waits for you to come to him, to seek his comfort like you have so many times before, but it never comes.

he spends his nights worrying about you, questioning if it’s something he’s done, you’re still sweet and loving to him, just…more hollow than you were before.

you embody the perfect pureblood princess and he couldn’t hate it more, he hears from people around you how you’re not sleeping, always coming to class in a perfect face of makeup everyday when you usually only used skincare, in beautiful dresses for hogsmead days when you used to use comfortable clothes.

he tries to talk to you, to question why you’ve somehow flipped the switch out of nowhere, but they go unanswered.

the day of your wedding, he can see past the makeup, your sunken in eyes and red eyes. he still places a soft smile on his face as you stare passively into the distance, never making eye contact with him while saying your vows.

the distance between the both of you grows larger as he starts to believe that this was the life you truly wanted, a prince and princess, a couple born out of need not out of love, arranged perfectly to fit the narrative of pureblood royalty.

however, one night he falls asleep later than usual and hears you cry into your pillow, small pleas of being good enough for him as your body shakes with small sobs. he resists the urge to reach out to you in fear of you not recieving his touch well.

he lies awake as he hears you say, “i’m not like i was before, please let him love me now, oh merlin please” you whisper with clenched hands and eyes that leak tears. his heart breaks at the thought of you existing to please him.

he had seen how his mother had done the same for his father, how she turned cold and abusive with no comfort and love from her partner, how she pushed her self hatred onto her children. how that pushed her eldest son to run away.

he spends the next week racking his brain for what he could’ve done for you to think that way before he realises that the summer after his 5th year, his parents had implored him never to give you anything more than the bare minimum because nobody could be trusted. he remembers pulling away from you and pushing you away in fear of you using him for his fortune.

the idea that his parents had made him internalize that you would never love him just for him, you were moving into this marriage not because of your shared love but because of necessity. his heart drops out of his chest as he realizes all of this must have translated to you and that he now had a lot to make up for.

he plans out meticulously how to get his wife back and slowly but surely, he does. it starts with small things, a single flower that you had told him once you liked the smell of on your nightstand, a pair of earrings you remarked look beautiful when window shopping. a handwritten letter telling you goodmorning and his favorite things about you in your bag before class.

your initial confusion morphs to anger at the thought of changing yourself all for him to want you to go back to the self he called repulsive. you don’t respond to his initial attempts to woo you, but as weeks and months pass, he doesn’t give up.

he speaks to you, really speaks to you, asking you about your day, how he can help you when you’re not feeling well, what you need whenever he leaves the house, small compliments about your cooking or how the colour of your dress matches your eyes.

you two start sharing small good mornings and good nights when going to bed, which then translates to small hand holding or shared touches between each other. the ice around your heart slowly but surely starts melting whenever he’s around, you quickly become accustomed to his quick kisses on the cheek whenever he leaves the room or house.

he holds you at night as he whispers sweet promises of never letting you down again, grasping your face to look into your eyes whenever he compliments you to let you know how much you mean to him.

your heart is now warm and full at the thought of his presence, no longer a shell of yourself, slowly but surely healing with his sweet actions.

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luvrsinn · 8 months

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regulus black thinks he really likes it when you smile. he always sees you sitting across the room from him in the library, and safe to say, he was more than a little curious. now, he watches as you smother your giggles and chortles at something funny the blonde beside you whispered, the homework you both were working on long forgotten. the librarian hisses out a sharp shhh, and suddenly, regulus' gaze meets yours. his breath catches. one day, he promises to himself, the reason for your smiles will be him.

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inkluvs · 10 months

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i feel like this would work for both of the black brothers so your pick😊

Purple Iris - a compliment that accidentally slips out

Gryffindor reader for both if thats possible-

a wonderful place

a/n: okay i don't often write regulus so i hope this is alright <3 also also dedicated to my babies @meredarling and @whennyxfallsinlove bcos they are my resident regulus girlies <3 tw: uhhh a teeny tiny bit of angst ; he's autism coded ; (0.2k)

regulus black x fem! reader

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“Your mind,” he murmurs, tapping his index against your temple. You lean into the warmth of his hand, and for a moment, all you can hear is the way your heart rate picks up as you wait for him to continue.

You’ll have to coax the full statement from him, is what you realize after a few more beats of silence. Regulus had a tendency to complete thoughts inside his head and forget to vocalize them, making it slightly confusing to understand his thought process. Typically, he didn’t realize when things like this happen, at least until somebody points it out to him.

“What about my mind?” You seem to pull him from thoughts, and for a second, you’re almost sorry for penetrating the silence.

His brows pucker, “what d’you mean?”

“You said something ‘bout my mind, didn’t finish the sentence.” The confusion on his face eases into something akin to embarrassment.

“You heard that, hm?”

“Was I not supposed to?” you tilted your head.

“Would’ve been my choice.” He doesn’t mean anything by that, and you know it, but you couldn’t help the way your face fell.

“Oh,” you whispered. It then occurred to him that he might’ve hurt you, that you’d just wanted to know why he’d mentioned you, and he’d blown you off without so much as a second thought.

“You really want to know?” he’s more curious than anything, curious whether you’re actually interested in what he has to say.

You nodded.

“I meant to say,” he paused, “that your mind is a wonderful place.”

“Yeah?”

He hums, “I would live there if I had the option.”

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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more…. sunshine!reader x regulus black… please… I beg of you 🥲

"I made it for you." You suddenly feel self-conscious, the beaded bracelet in your hand displayed less-than-proudly in front of a scowling Regulus, "But- but I understand if you don't want it! It was dumb, I'll just-"

Before you can slip the handmade bracelet into your pocket and scurry off, Regulus snatches it from your grip, peering closely at the silver-and-green pattern before sliding it onto his wrist.

"I love it." He murmurs, letting the most miniscule of smiles slip across his face so fast that you swore you'd imagined it, "Thanks, dove."

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Sleep

Regulus Black x GN!Reader

Word Count: 285

Warnings: None :)

Summary: Regulus didn't know cuddling with you would lead to the best sleep of his life.

General Taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1

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Regulus Black Taglist: @dragon-master-kai

Moots: @spidervee @iheardarumorthings @thewritingbabe @scandalous-chaos @ddejavvu @winterwisteria @abibliophobiaa

Regulus didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t used to having your arms around him, to having anyone’s arms around him, to how good it felt to have your warm body next to his and your slow, soft breathing in his ear.

You’d wandered in, sleepy-eyed and yawning, and cuddled up next to him and fell promptly asleep. Regulus had stiffened instinctively, unused to the affection, but you only murmured softly and shifted closer, burying your face in his neck. Surprisingly, it felt… nice. Regulus relaxed, awkwardly reaching his hand up to run his finger through your hair as he’d seen Sirius do with his lovers. You seemed to like it, as you smiled in your sleep and mumbled happily.

Regulus allowed himself a small smile and found his own eyes drifting shut, the warmth of your body and the soft lull of your breaths and murmurs coaxing him to sleep. He’d never fallen asleep this easily before.

He awoke to a soft hand caressing his cheek and a quiet, musical voice lifting him out of his slumber. He forced his eyes open and saw your gentle, smiling face, looking down on him with an expression of pure adoration.

“Did you sleep well?” you asked, pecking his lips. He felt like he was in heaven.

“You’re comfy,” he told you groggily, pulling your body back down next to him.

You giggled and softly kissed his neck. “So are you.”

He sighed happily and closed his eyes again. “That was nice.”

“Mhm?”

“Never slept like that before.”

“Aw.” You turned to face him. “I’m glad I was able to help you sleep, then.”

Regulus opened your eyes and looked at you with a smile. “Me too.”

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moonlitmeeks · 1 year

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waking up next to regulus black. his curls have fallen over his eyes and tickle his face, causing him to scrunch his nose in his sleep and huff gently. he looks relaxed, for once, typically furrowed eyebrows and taut jaw replaced with a look of pure peace. it makes you smile, his look of innocence, of tranquility. as you trace your fingers along his chest, he stirs with a groan, forcing his eyes open to look down at your beaming face. his morning voice is groggy, thick with sleep. “morning, darling,” he hums, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. regulus is always softer in the mornings, bubble of safety not yet being broken by outside forces.

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elliewlums · 1 year

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“i’m sorry i couldn’t be there” with regulus? <3

content warnings: angst, argument is vague on details (reg missed something important to r and she’s upset), fem!reader, sirius is there and also he’s confused hahaha, ambiguous ending that leans towards being happy

sirius black is puzzled. not so much by the fact that you’re using him as a human shield to hide from your boyfriend— his brother — but the fact that you’re this close to him despite your mild dislike towards him. he’s not sure what regulus has done to upset you quite to these proportions, but he knows it must be bad if you’re willing to remain in his personal space for this long. you’re undeniably akin to a cat in that respect; you like him, and then you don’t anymore, and then you generally want to claw his eyes out.

regulus isn’t far behind, striding down the hallway as his mouth opens to ask sirius where the fuck his girlfriend is; before he can respond, you’re delivering a sharp pinch to his lithe back and shrinking in on yourself to avoid detection.

“no, haven’t seen her,” he says, hisses through his teeth, really, as he jabs his elbow back to dislodge your cruel fingers. regulus merely raises an eyebrow and reaches behind his older brother to grab your wrist.

you’re crying before your face emerges from behind sirius.

“c’mere,” regulus says. his tone is sharp but not cruel, firm enough to have you reluctantly stumbling towards him. you push your lips out in an unconscious pout and sniff, your body tense and wound tight in his arms.

“‘m not talking to you.”

“yes, you are.” you grumble something less than polite and rub at your eyes with the backs of your fingers. your boyfriend is quiet as ever, soft and calm as he smooths slender hands over your neck and shoulders. “i’m sorry i couldn’t be there.”

you wriggle in his grip. “no, you’re not. you always do this.”

“sweet girl, i wanted to come.”

“i needed you.” your voice cracks and you crumble and sag in his arms, defeated. “reggie, i needed you and you weren’t there.”

“i’m sorry,” he murmurs. his lips are warm against the crown of your head. “i’ll make it up to you. i promise.”

your chest feels heavy like it’s weighing your entire body down. regulus never recalls seeing you so sad before. he doesn’t know how desperately you crave his attention, his approval. you needle your way further under his arms despite yourself and sigh; he scrubs his hands over your back in rough, sweeping motions until you’re putty underneath him.

“you promise?” you ask, soft and tired and a little limp.

“i promise.”

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slut4prongs · 10 months

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calming

regulus black x gn!reader

500 words

description: regulus gets anxious in a hectic environment and your presence calms him + sirius finds it baffling

You and your friends are all sitting around the Gryffindor common room, James and Peter are on the ground in front of the fireplace playing a game of magic chess.

Remus is sitting on the couch across from you reading, Sirius is laying against the arm of the same couch with his legs draped across Remus’ lap while loudly announcing every move Peter and James make in their game.

Lily is sitting in an armchair working on an upcoming essay, while Mary is sitting on the floor leaning against Lily’s legs drawing in a sketchbook.

Marlene is passed out in the lap of her girlfriend Dorcas, who after sneaking into the common room took up one of the other armchairs.

Also having been snuck in, is your boyfriend Regulus, who is currently sitting next to you on the couch while you read.

You're deeply enthralled in the story completely used to the noisiness of your common room. Unlike you, Regulus is not used to the environment, as he has just recently rekindled his relationship with his brother to be hanging out in there with you all.

You are observant of your boyfriend though and take notice when his breathing begins to get heavier and his body language gets tenser.

Carefully and slowly, as to not draw much attention from your friends around the room, you move your hand closest to Regulus off your book and gently place it on his leg and begin to rub your thumb slowly against it.

You can physically feel the muscles in his thigh relax under your touch which makes you smile softly at the book in front of you.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Regulus glance over at you which makes you look up at him and smile at him.

"What're you doing, love?" He questions you.

You lift your book slightly and wiggle it before you speak. "Reading, obviously. Do we need to borrow James' glasses?"

The corners of Regulus's lips turn up ever so slightly at your comment, before he shakes his head lightly and huffs out a small laugh.

"No, I think my eyesight is just fine,"

He takes your hand on his leg in his own and starts to twist and pull the rings adorning your fingers - most of which are gifts from him.

You smile and lean into his side more before returning to your book allowing him to mess with your rings as much as he likes.

You'd let him do whatever if he asked, if you're being honest.

Across the room from you on the other couch sits another couple consisting of one flabbergasted Sirius Black.

"What. The. Fuck. Moony look." Sirius nudges the boy next to him.

Remus looks up at the couple before them before turning to look at his boyfriend.

"What about it Sirius?"

"They just put their hand on his leg and he immediately calmed down!"

Remus continues to just stare at the raven-haired male, unimpressed. So Sirius continues speaking "He hasn't so much as let me poke him since he was 10!"

With a simple roll of his eyes Remus returns to his book after saying "You should just be happy your little brother has someone who makes him feel comfortable, Pads."

Sirius glances back and forth between his brother and his boyfriend for a moment before he huffs dramatically and flops down to rest his head on Remus's lap.

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: jealous!best friend!regulus, innocent!fem!reader

¡ marauders masterlist !

Regulus watches with a scowl as you prance around, grinding your hips against every dirty guy that grips them, drawing you closer to their icky cocks. You giggle, laying your hands atop theirs, ‘dancing’ with them.

His anger builds as they lean into you, spinning you around and attempting to capture your lips with theirs. He stands when one get a little too close, pressing his filthy mouth to your delicate cheek.

“That’s enough,” he says gently, juxtaposing glare being shot at the guy who still held your hand. You pulled them apart, obediently following behind your best friend.

You laugh, stumbling into the empty bathroom, “Reggie,” you slur when he hauls you onto the sink, settling between your warm thighs, “are you okay?” You cradle his face, dilated eyes staring into his. You’re too pure for the evil world, even intoxicated.

Regulus fixes your hair, tucking a stray piece behind your ear, “I’m fine.” He shimmies your skirt up, rubbing your hips, kneading your ass where the dirty hands held you minutes before.

You sigh, head lolling from intoxication. “M’tired,” you say, reclining your head.

“I know, darling,” he coos, “we’re almost done.” You’re so trusting and innocent, letting him play with your body without a single question.

Tugging your white panties down, he uses his middle finger to collect your slick, slipping his lubricated finger into your tight hole. You sucked him in, squeezing his long, slender finger. You whimper, “Reg…” His thumb rubs your clit, watching your face contort under the golden yellow lights.

Regulus unbuttons his pants, dropping them to his ankles as he holds the small of your back, lining his hard cock to your dripping heat. He pushes in you, watching your mouth fall agape.

He ditches the slow pace quickly, fucking you ruthlessly as your eyes rolled and your head struggled to stay up. Your pretty eyes filled with tears, smudging your mascara. He pulled you in for a kiss, breathing heavily into it at your weak movements.

Your head dropped to his chest, continuous “hmph” sounds fell from your lips as he pounded into your tight, wet pussy. Your hands weakly clawed at his back, a mixture of hugging him and desperation.

You tightened around him, cumming with a particularly high whine. He came after you, hips stuttering as his load shot deep inside you. He fucked it deeper, sensitive cock being squeezed by your walls.

He held you until your breathing returned to normal and your grip on his back loosened. Regulus pulled back, fixing your messy hair again and pecking your lips. You smiled, letting him slide your panties all the way off and watching him shove them into his pocket as he fixed his pants, tightening his belt.

A bead of his milky cum seeped from your hole and the urge to lick it up was strong. He resisted, instead helping your off the sink, fixing your skirt back into place.

You giggled, going on and on about what a good friend Regulus was to all the guys that had eyed you like prey earlier. They looked at the both of you, eyes trained on the cum that slipped down your legs and the smudged makeup that decorated your pretty face.

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biderboy · 2 years

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regulus black was never going to be loved the way he loved others.

he should have noticed this small detail early on, when he’s bring flowers from the garden to his mother, only to watch her throw them out. when he tried drawing his father a picture, only for him to rip it apart.

he should have noticed it then, when he was still young and impressionable. when he still had all that hope in his heart, when he still believed in love itself. when he was just a boy in a world far too big for himself.

he should have noticed, he wished more than anything he did.

then he wouldn’t be here, a decade older, heart still filled with hope, even though it’s only just a bit. eyes still sparkling, but slowly dimming out. hands shaking, not from the cold, but from the little restraint he has left in his body not to beg james to stay.

because there was a piece of him, buried deep underneath his scars and cold eyes, that still desperately held onto the thought of love. still cried to the stars, still longed to feel a hand in his.

this was not necessarily a bad thing, it wasn’t supposed to be, love. but from years of being neglected, from years of hiding in dark corners and watching as the “love” he so deeply craved turned into dark red blood on floors and the light in his brothers eyes dim, he realized love was not good.

regulus realized that somewhere down the line, love can turn to hate. and he never knew when, never could pinpoint when or where it had happened. but at some point, when he was young, love had turned into slamming doors and screams echoing down empty corridors. it had turned into hiding bruises and holding his brother together when he couldn’t himself. it was terror and ugly and disgusting in every way.

but, that’s not what love was supposed to be. it was supposed to be happy, bright. it’s supposed to be welcoming arms and warm smiles, grass stained knees and hands pressed against each other. it was supposed to be safe. like in the books he read, the muggle ones he stole from narcissa, it was supposed to make his insides fill with butterflies and his cheeks hurt from smiling.

regulus knew this, he knew love was supposed to be good.

maybe that’s why he was here now, with the world in ruins around him. hands shaking beyond belief, his wand thrown messily to the ground as he reached from someone who wasn’t reaching back.

because james potter had made regulus believe that love could still be good.

yet standing there, as james simply shook his head, and turned without another glance. regulus realized something else.

love can be good, regulus just can’t be good enough.

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