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circle of sleep <3

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This is how Reg would look at James when James is yapping about the people/things he loves

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Soft jegulus cuddling in bed together after sex just tracing patterns on each others skin, regulus talking about going to a coffee shop tomorrow morning for breakfast and desperately craving a vanilla matcha and James just slowly smiling as he admires him and thinks how fucking lucky he is

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James is the type to say "Made Love"

Regulus is the type to say "Fucked"

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B A N G T H E B O D Y G U A R D ! ! !

Pairing: Regulus Black/James Potter

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 7k

Tags: Modern AU Setting, Bodyguard!James, DataAnalyst!Regulus, Dom/Sub Undertones, Daddy Kink sorry bro don't look atme

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“Aren’t you just the littlest bit proud of me?” Regulus asked. “Made it all the way back home without you knowing.”

“Six security officers watched you climb and then fall off a fence. We have it on camera. You could’ve just told me you wanted to leave. I would’ve taken you out the back, you muppet.”

Regulus stifled a laugh. Maybe he wasn’t as sober as he thought.

x x x

Regulus is the unwilling son of the foreign secretary. James is his six-foot, sex-on-legs, Krav-Maga-wielding, Margaritaville-loving "Specialist Protection Officer".

Regulus has no choice but to fuck him.

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: ̗̀➛ HIPS. jegulus

james potter x regulus black

sexual tension ! leading up to smut ! swearing !

james is handsy, and regulus is all about james' hands

it was like touching fire, holding it in his hands and burning blisters into the spaces between his fingers. his body was warm, hot, like it had never been before.

regulus rolled his hips again, pressing himself down into james' lap, who could only groan at the action.

"fuck, reg." he breathed, pressing his mouth into the boys neck. "i need a second before you make me finish in my pants."

regulus paid the boy no mind, instead pulling james' curls into his hair and softly groaning into his ear.

no one would see them, almost the entirety of hogwarts was packed into the room of requirement, meaning they would be free to kiss and grind against each other with no wandering eyes to judge them.

running his hands up the back of his shirt, james' hissed at just how soft regulus felt in his hands, almost whimpering as the boy kissed down his jawline.

he would have hickeys but fuck was it worth it.

regulus could feel the tent in james' pants, matched by his own no doubt, but continued on with digging himself into the boys growing erection.

james might have burst, growling and flipping them over so that regulus was laid against the couch in the corner of the room, his shirt pulled up and his pants straining against his crotch.

james, who'd long since forgotten his manners, pressed himself onto the boy, biting down his neck and pulling open the button down shirt the slytherin wore.

"james," regulus whined, lifting his hips, "that was my shirt-"

"i don't give a fuck, reg."

james groaned, letting his head fall onto the boys chest and press their hips together, his hands leaving a trail of embers up regulus' chest.

"now be good, turn over and let me fuck you."

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Does James Fleamont Potter respect women?

Yes. Effie raised him a feminist.

Would James Fleamont Potter rail you on his kitchen counter and call you degrading names?

Also yes.

(Would I let him?

Absolutely.)

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The Black Brothers

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The only AU in which I can draw them kissing

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Quick sebastian study bc you seb girlies are onto something

I still don’t understand him tho someone please shave his hair off thx

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original meme

I couldn't help but draw them like that xD

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regulus “i don’t think i’m the type of person people miss” black

and

james “i miss you every moment you’re gone” potter

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Some extra content of the birthday post

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Nicknames

'Cariad.'

Remus' voice is heavy, hushed as he speaks against Sirius' lips. Usually, that tone is enough to turn Sirius' legs to jelly. Instead, he freezes, and pushes Remus back. The taller boy's eyebrows draw together, amber eyes dancing over Sirius' face immediately, as though searching for the problem.

'Pads, what -'

'Who's Cariad, then?' Sirius hears the petulance in his own voice, but he can't reel it back, already fighting to stay above the surface of years worth of self-loathing. Not good enough, never good enough ... He's pulled back up when Remus huffs out a relieved laugh.

'It's Welsh,' he explains, leaning back in, his hands coming up to bracket Sirius' torso, trapping him to the broom cupboard door that he's backed up against.

'Well, what does it mean, then?' He's still defensive, but his fists unclench, and he doesn't try to pull away when Remus leans in further to whisper in his ear.

'It means a few things. But here? It means beloved.' The English translation is lilting, made almost musical by the way it rolls off Remus' clever tongue, and Sirius shivers.

'Oh.' His hands come up to wrap in Remus' too-big jumper, and he murmurs, 'Say it again?'

He can hear the soft smile in Remus' tone as he moves in to brush his lips over Sirius' ear and purrs, 'Cariad.'

Sirius groans, heat flashing through his body. He's been called many things - thankfully these days mostly only things he likes. But all of the names - Sirius, Siri, Padfoot, Pads - they belong to everyone. This one? Sirius decides that this one is just for them, just for moments like this.

And as he presses his lips to Remus', he wonders just what he'll need to do to get Remus to moan the word for him.

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In the end the snake has won 🐍

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LGBTQ+/Queer Themed Asks

❤️ - What are your pronouns?

🌹 - What is your Sexuality?

🍁 - When did you first realize you were queer?

🔥 - How has the way you think about yourself changed since you realized you were queer?

🧡 - How has the way you presented yourself (ex. Clothing, hairstyle, etc.) changed since you realized you were queer?

🌼 - If you used any other labels before your current one, what were they?

💛 - Who or what made you realize you were queer?

☀️ - Is there anyone who helped you accept that you were queer? If so, who?

🌾 - How queer do you think you look? Would it be obvious to someone that you were queer if they looked at you?

🌱 - How would your younger self act if your current self told them they were queer?

🍀 - What thoughts or emotions that didn’t make sense to your past self make sense now that you know you’re queer?

💚 - How many queer people do you know irl?

🦚 - Are there any queer books/shows/etc. that you would suggest?

💙 - When you first learned about the Queer community, did you immediately realize ‘That’s me!’ Or did you consider yourself a ‘really good ally’ for some time?

🫐 - Are there ways you wish you could present yourself differently, but can’t?

🔮 - What Was the Moment you Realized you were Queer?

💜 - What Label(s) Have You Identified With for the Longest?

😈 - How Sasitified are you with your current Labels, if you have any?

🏳️‍🌈 - Do you enjoy the colors of your preferred flag? Do you incorporate it into your outfits, decor, etc.?

🏳️‍⚧️ - What Flag do you think has the best color scheme?

🌈 - What’s a Queer Identity, Experience or a piece of History you feel deserves more recognition?

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