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small snippet of my unfinished unpublished marauders fame au fic:

for my darlings: @blu3stars & @theprettieststarfr

“Absolutely not,” Remus groaned into the phone balanced in between his ear and his shoulder, hands full of work binders and four coffees all nestled in a cardboard carrier.

“Yeah…. but like-” Barty begins and Remus breathes in and out long and heavy before answering, dryly.

“Yeah but like no. You cannot reply ‘nah fam’ in your interview tonight. Not now, not ever,” Remus hissed into the phone before hanging up on the ever-whining guy. Does he even understand the backlash of that?, Remus cursed to himself, no, no of course he doesn’t. Remus paused in the street to adjust his load, placing his phone on his binders to rest.

Remus Lupin groaned to himself as he checked an item off his mental list to prepare for the tour next month. They had countless ‘pre-shows’ and interviews leading up to the tour and album release that Remus had to figure out and schedule. The next album would come out three weeks from now, and despite all the fans thinking it was ready to go, Remus knew for a fact it wasn’t. 

Remus would admit to himself that he both loved and hated his job, for many reasons. Remus managed the ever growing more popular rock band Slytherin Dystopia. Consisting of Regulus “Reg” Black, Bartiemus “Barty” Crouch Jr, and Evan “Ev” Rosier, Remus had his hands full. It was hard sometimes. (Cue a ‘that's what she said’ joke from resident office fan, Remus himself.) 

Remus didn’t even know why he was working this job, well, other than the fact that Regulus had begged him to do so when they were just starting out. It also paid pretty well for a job in entertainment, and considering Remus dropped out of college on a whim, he was good with that. Actually, many professional managers had approached the band and Remus had given the go-ahead but his boys didn’t want a real manager. They wanted Remus to manage them, and that made Remus just a little happy. But he would never ever admit that. Never.

Remus had been managing the three idiots for the last four years, and had learned many things, of which he could probably compose a book. Some were more simple, and he’d figured them out near the beginning of his manager journey. For instance, depending on when you secured the hotel rooms, they could charge extra for insured privacy from paparazzi, so you had to book at the right time. Other things Remus learned through years of working with the trio, from how to help with their specific panic attacks, to dealing with hookup scandals. 

Remus had seen everything, from hell and back. And yet, no matter how stressful the situation, Remus almost never thought of quitting his job. Remus hated to admit it, but he loved those boys, they were his best friends.

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01/01 - decent - 1155 words - @jegulus-microfic - NSFW ft. lesbian jeg + top regulus

“Reg–fuck–Regulus, love, please.” James tries to close their thighs around Regulus’ head, but she keeps them firmly in place with her hands, spreading them out to allow her complete access to their cunt. Regulus moves her thumb back and forth along one of their thighs, feeling the coarse hair under the pad of her finger as she tries to soothe her girlfriend. There’s a slight twinge in her scalp as James tugs at her hair, pulling her face closer. “Feels so good, ‘m so close,” James slurs, their speech having long since lost its clarity. 

Regulus taps their thigh twice in succession, their signal for James to know it’s okay for them to come whenever they’re ready. She keeps her mouth working at the same pace, years of being with James leaving her knowing exactly how to bring them to the edge, how to best bring them over. It would be their—well, Regulus actually isn’t sure how many orgasms James has already had by this point, but that hardly matters. What Regulus does know is that she’s been between their legs for hours now, and despite the soreness settling into her jaw and tongue, she’d stay right here for many hours more just to bring James any amount of pleasure. 

It’s not much longer until James’ legs are shaking, their back arching off the bed as they hold Regulus’ face impossibly closer and let out a litany of moans. Once the waves of pleasure seem to subside, James is left panting and limp on the bed, weakly pushing at Regulus to get her off their clit. 

“Hurts,” is all they say, looking dazed and only half-awake. Regulus moves to kneel between their still-spread legs, gently rubbing her hands along their still-shaking legs, providing some amount of comfort. 

“Do you think you could take another one?” Regulus asks softly, “Rather, do you think you need it?”

It’s been ages since James has gotten a decent night of sleep. Whether it was them constantly tossing and turning, staying up until the early hours of the morning, or waking up after only a few hours, James hardly got more than a few hours of sleep for far too long. Regulus has tried her best to be supportive, but spending extra time in the gym, taking allergy medications, and anything else James tries hasn’t helped a bit. Even sex hasn’t been working to get them properly to sleep.z

So, Regulus decided she was going to help in the best way she knew how—give James as many orgasms as she possibly could until they couldn’t physically stay awake. 

“You jus’ wanna fuck me,” James says, a grin tugging at the edges of their lips. Regulus smiles in return, her white teeth glinting in the low light of the bedroom. 

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t mind,” she says, smiling wider when she succeeds in pulling a laugh out of James. 

James hums as they reach an arm out, motioning for Regulus to come closer. She climbs over their body, laying down so that they are chest-to-chest. James’ eyes flutter close for a moment as Regulus cards her fingers through their hair, lightly brushing through the sweat-soaked curls.

After a moment, James blinks their eyes open and says, “I think I could do with one more.” They bite their lip in a failed effort to conceal another grin. 

“Oh, could you?” Regulus teases, pecking a kiss onto James’ lips and climbing off the bed to fetch her favorite strap, “Don’t worry, Jamie, I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll have no choice but to sleep for ten hours minimum.” 

She rummages through the top left drawer of their dresser—a place they both determined was far more convenient than a box under the bed or hidden away in the closet—and finds the dildo and harness with ease. James watches as she puts everything into place, the pupils dilating and swallowing the brown of their irises as their arousal picks up again. 

“Mhm, I know you will,” they mumble, attention entirely on Regulus. 

Climbing back onto the bed, Regulus moves James’ legs apart once more and settles between their thighs. They’re absolutely soaked, wet and ready for her to fuck them past the point of coherency. 

“Ready, baby?” Regulus asks, lining herself up.

“Yeah,” James breathes, moaning as Regulus pushes inside, bottoming out in a single thrust. “Fuck, that feels so good.” 

James’ moans pick up as Regulus starts to fuck them, setting a brutal pace from the start. As she fucks them, she admires how stunning her girlfriend looks like this—fucked out from the hours of oral and countless orgasms they’ve already had, lips red and shiny from being bitten, the way their chest scars stand out from their skin, the way their legs are spread open just for her. Everything about James is absolutely perfect and Regulus wouldn’t trade them for the world; nothing compared to the way she felt with them. 

Regulus rubs Jamesz’ clit in time with her thrusts, giving them absolutely no reprieve from the onslaught of sensation. 

“Reg—shit, just like that—love, ‘m already close, lemme come? Please?” James begs, blinking up at her, their wide brown eyes shining with unshed tears.

“Just a little bit longer, I know you can take it,” Regulus responds. James goes to speak again, no doubt to continue begging, but breaks themself off with a loud moan as Regulus changes her angle slightly and starts thrusting even harder. She keeps rubbing her fingers on their clit, making it nearly impossible for James to hold themself back.

James squirms; their hips jerking both to meet Regulus’ thrusts and to press up against her fingers. Their begging picks up again, broken up by strings of curses. 

Regulus leans over them, their faces hardly an inch away, and says, “Are you going to make it? Are you going to be good for me Jamie?”

James whimpers, multiple fat tears finally falling from their eyes. “Please, ‘m trying so hard to be good but I can’t—I need to come, please let me come.” 

Regulus moves her head so that her lips just barely brush against their ear. “Okay, baby,” she whispers, “Go on, come for me.”

James’ whole body jerks, their head thrown back, lips open in an ‘o’, and their legs shaking. They let out a near-scream, eyes rolling to the back of their head as the waves of pleasure course through them. Soon after, they fall back to the bed, their body boneless and limp.

Regulus is sure to be careful as she pulls out, but James still whines softly at the emptiness they now feel. Taking a moment to admire her girlfriend once more, Regulus undoes the harness before climbing off the bed. She takes one look back at James, their eyes closed and rapid breathing beginning to slow down. 

By the time Regulus gets back from the bathroom with towels, James is fast asleep.

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Awwwwwwww

Back on the bench

And again, and again…

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#obliviousremuslupin

Remus: You know what‘s funny?

Sirius: That I‘m in love with you and you still haven‘t noticed?

Remus: No, I—

Remus: WAIT, WHAT?!

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sometimes you just have to go outside and go woah. there are literally stars. in the sky

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Prompt: Piercing

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Word count: 285

It was unfair. It was wicked and profane and unholy.

Regulus Black had gotten a lip piercing.

And James Potter was stuck just sitting at breakfast, thinking about it.

Sirius had told them at the table- he'd burst out with the complaint that Regulus had pierced his lower lip during the party that James had missed because of detention the night before, and James had almost spilled his pumpkin juice down his front in surprise.

Of course, then he'd looked over at the Slytherin table, and he had spilled his juice, but this time because he was so damn flustered.

How did a fucking piece of metal make him want to kiss Regulus even more?

It had started at the beginning of the year, when James and Regulus had played against each other in Quidditch, and James had realized that at some point, Regulus had stopped being 'Baby Black' and become really fucking fit.

He'd been shit at hiding it, and it'd turned into heated glances across the hall. Reciprocated glances. Brushes in the hall. Lingering touches and stares.

Somewhere along the way, it'd turned into a competition, a battle to be the first one to make the other break. To make the other person be the one to admit to the chemistry they clearly shared.

Of course, now, here James was, staring outright at the sixth-year, his mouth a bit open as he watched, transfixed, as Regulus's lips puckered and moved as he talked and chewed. It was torture.

Then, their eyes met. And Regulus smirked. And then he flicked his tongue out and bit his lip, brushing the metal in a way that should really be illegal.

Oh fuck, I lose, James thought.

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And he's slaying each one of them

Crowley’s hairstyles/looks - down through the ages ...now including Good Omens Season Two

The original Season One post [ x ]

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I love them

Good Omens S1E1 | S2E6

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Soft touch

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 487 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: forest

“Show me,” Regulus demanded when James told him about being an animagi. From the boy’s expression, James couldn't make out what he was thinking. They walked slowly towards the forbidden forest and James was more nervous with each step they took. No one ever saw him in his stag form except the Marauders. He told himself it didn't matter if Regulus won't like Prongs. This can be the only time he sees him. It's not like James is lying in the dorms as a stag. He is not small and cuddly like Padfoot or Wormtail.

When they stopped at the clearing close to the edge of the forest James turns around. Regulus is watching him expectantly and James feels the knot tighten in his chest. Okay, well, so he does care he realised. He cares a lot. Because Prongs is part of James and if Regulus…

"Okay. Let's do this." James says because he wants to get it over as soon as possible.

The second he transforms the other boy takes a quick step back. Prongs lowers his head in disappointment. He should have expected this. He sits down folding his long legs below him. Sometimes James wishes his animagus was also something soft as a dog, so he could snuggle with his friends and play in the dorm. But it always was the case with him. Too much as an animagus, too much as human.

He doesn’t mind taking care of the others during full moons, it’s his role in their little pack. And he took the role gladly. He just wished that once he was the one someone would be soft with.

Prongs lifts his head at the sound of steps. Regulus is slowly approaching him with wide eyes. He crouches in front of him, and his expression softens. “You are beautiful.” he breathes out. And James wants to run around with happiness.

Regulus reaches for him, but he stops a few inches from Prongs’ face. “Can I?” he asks, and James presses his face to the palm of Regulus’ hand.

Regulus chuckles and keeps swiping his hand over his head, scratching behind his ears and antlers. It feels good, so good. James forgets that he should stay still and flops himself on a side so Regulus can also pet his neck, back or belly.

“Okay, careful.” Regulus says because Prongs’ antlers missed him only by a few inches. “Hold on.” Regulus sits beside him and keeps petting him. Prongs is making happy noises.

Regulus frowns for a moment watching the stag in front of him. “You don't get a lot of pets, do you?”

Prongs rests his head on Regulus’ legs sadly nudging him with his snout so the boy would resume petting. He wants to get as much as possible of these soft touches.

“Okay, okay.” Regulus laughs. “It's their loss, you know? You have really soft fur and frankly, you are absolutely cute.”

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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 want some weed, do you have any?"

Barty shakes his head and gestures towards someone on the other side of Regulus. "Ask a Puff they got the best"

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 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. "You don't mind do you?" "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 rest on his shoulder. "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 replys, truly there was no use 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 and 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 again a wall. The kisses grow more heated until they break apart for air but 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 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 harder. Regulus tugs the 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 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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James finally deciding to confess his feelings to Reg, planning it out in his head and bigging himself up beforehand. He even has a date idea planned on the off chance that his feelings are reciprocated. He goes to bound up to him outside the changing rooms after a quidditch match with a huge grin but stops in his tracks when he hears Reg talking about James to his friends and just completely insulting him, somehow managing to hit every insecurity James has without even knowing he was listening. James' mood is instantly crushed and he just walks off miserably to sit with his friends and pretend nothing happened completely missing the part where Reg's friends tease him about having a crush on James.

Yayyy

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OW

Before Regulus entered the cave, he stood outside it on the rocky cliff and watched as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in orange and gold. He whispered a final goodbye to James, and for the first time in over a year, he let himself cry.

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They could be fabulous works of art, I truly believe that. And I love that for you.... But I'm not going to do that to myself❤️

if you write jegulus or wolfstar with MCD, then that’s great, but just know that i will personally never be reading your fics <3

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For all of my Marauders era girlies, in our fanon hc's, do we keep in the fact that Barty Crouch Jr performed the cruciatus curse on Neville's parents???

Reason why I ask is, in my head I'm thinking, imagine how absolutely fucked up it would be that his best friend (Regulus ofc) had to endure it at home.... And then he just uses it against an innocent couple like the Longbottoms?

Do other people have this thought? Are we still keeping that canon event in our headcanons? I'd like to know and maybe talk about this thxx😊

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Real.

James:*accidentally walking into Regulus* Oh hey Reg, how are you?

Regulus:*scowling* watch where you're going Potter

Later

James: I just don't think he likes me Moons, and I don't know what to do with myself because I like him so so so much

Remus: It'll be alright Prongs, and maybe it's better this way so Sirius doesn't kill you

James: Yeah, maybe

Meanwhile

Regulus: I just like him so much

Evan: We know

Regulus: Every single thought I have is about him

Barty: Yes, we know

Regulus: I wish he would just slam me against the wall and have his way with me

Dorcas: Regulus you say this every single day we are aware

Regulus: He's just so ARRRGGGAAARRGGGG and I want to EAT him I need this man biblically he makes me feral

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i just know that regulus black finds head boy james so fucking sexy and would get so distracted during meetings that james leads

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I mentioned this one time😂😂😂

*The marauders talking in the afterlife*

James: “Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was” MATE WHAT THE FUCK

Sirius: NO REALLY REMUS WHAT

James: *looks at Sirius* WHEN DID WE EVER LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE

Sirius: I think I might’ve gone to the bathroom once?

James: Oh yes and I blinked one time