I’m worryingly attached to the same fandoms and characters for too many years in a row
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I FORGOT TO PUT THE FINAL RESULT ON HERE OMG 😭😭
But yeah, um, have Black Brothers fluff now 😔…
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I GENUINELY believe Regulus Black was the kind of person everyone flirted with, but he just never picked up on it, so he truly had no idea when someone liked him.
Que James Potter who wouldn’t know subtlety if it slapped him in the face, and upon coming to the realization he likes Regulus- is just so forward and incredibly bold about it. Flowers, chocolate, crapily written poetry and a note that says
“Hogsmeade? Yes ◻️ :) No◻️:(“
And Regulus combusts on the spot because when has anybody ever taken an interest in him? Why has JAMES taken an interest in him?
Meanwhile the entire student body is going through the five stages of grief.
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james: i would die for you, i would live for you
regulus:
james: i would eat slugs for you, i would splinch myself for you
regulus: james...
james: i would drink mud for you, i would-
regulus: literally nobody is asking you to do any of that???
barty: well, hold on now, reg...
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Sirius skips school to be with Moony in the hospital wing after the night of the full moon
dedicate this art to all the wonderful fanfics with this trope. a huge cloud of tenderness and comfort envelops me every time I read such a scene
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I am so fucking done with Peter being the fat funny friend who is excluded from everything. He is an amazing person and look ignorance for 7 years did to him.
If you exclude someone who is already insecure as fuck about themselves and their looks and just keep them with you out of pity why the fuck are you expecting them to stay loyal to you? As someone who has dealt with the experience of being excluded from a group several times because you can't measure up to the rest of them it fucking hurts okay?
He is as excluded as Regulus, always the fucking last choice out the four of them. The last one to be chosen. Fuck i think if he was in a group of three no one would choose him and it hurts. So please, stop excluding him/painting him in the bad light. He is human and not perfect so please give him some character guys!
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i just know sirius was SUFFERING being an eldest child in a friend group with only children
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“It was Sirius’ agonised wails as he pleaded and called out to a God he never believed in to spare his brother. To bring him back.
“I just got him back,” Sirius screamed. “I just got him back. Please. Don’t do this. Please bring him back. I just got him back.”
– otrtbs
I have nothing to say except… sorry?
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Regulus: We both look very handsome tonight.
James: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you."
Regulus: I couldn't take that chance.
Incorrect quotes<3
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and if i said peter pettigrew was the funniest marauder what would you say👂🎤
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jegulus is the type of couple where regulus will be verbally (or physically) ripping someone apart and james will put his arm around his shoulders, hug him to his side, kiss his temple, and then tell him he’ll be waiting in the car.
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Regulus the kind of guy to submerge himself in a bath to forget all his problems
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called - March 2 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 258
“James?” Regulus called, walking into their shared flat and dropping his things on the table by the door before taking another few steps down the hall. “Jamie?”
There was a thump! followed by James’s voice saying, “shit, shit, shit!” and Regulus frowned, a bit nervous about what he was about to walk into. Slowly moving towards the kitchen door, Regulus steeled himself, trying to imagine what his boyfriend could possibly be doing. But as images of food on the ceiling or James and Sirius hanging from the walls flashed through his mind, he just continued forward, knowing whatever he found would probably be ten times worse.
Of course, James surprised him, as usual, when Regulus entered the room only to see the man in question standing precariously on a chair, hanging a giant banner that said ‘Happy 1000 day anniversary!’
“James…” Regulus murmured, bringing a hand over his mouth to hide his smile, “what is this?”
“Oh!” the taller man twisted on the chair, losing his balance a bit and dropping what seemed to be his second roll of spell-o-tape, if the earlier noise and the roll on the floor were any indication. But after he settled himself, he shot Regulus a blinding grin. “Hi, baby! Did you know we’ve been together for a thousand days?”
And all Regulus could do is laugh before sending a spell towards the banner to stick it to the wall. “You…are ridiculous,” he murmured, helping James off the chair.
But his huge grin was enough to show James how happy he was.
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pretend - march 2 - black brothers - background jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 285
Regulus couldn’t help but stare as James grinned at Sirius, pulled him into a hug, and bid him goodnight. James’s smiles, his laughter, the way he radiated good…it was entracing.
“Goodnight, Reg,” James said, throwing Regulus a little wave and a smile that made Regulus’s stomach flip-flop, before turning toward the hall that led to his bedroom.
“Night, Potter,” he murmured, biting back his own smile and fighting his instinct to go bright red. Gods, he wondered what it was like to hug Potter, too. Suddenly, he wanted nothing more.
As soon as the Gryffindor left, Sirius turned to Regulus and rolled his eyes at him pointedly. “You two can stop pretending, you know,” he scoffed, relaxing on the couch in the Potters’ sitting room. “You’re dead obvious.”
“Obvious?” Regulus demanded, trying to keep a straight face.
“How long have you two been snogging?” Sirius asked, narrowing his eyes.
“Sn-snogging? We haven’t!” he answered truthfully, though he’d been wanting to snog the other boy for longer than he cared to admit.
“Liar,” Sirius said confidently. “The way you both look at each other? The way he won’t stop going on about you? Like I said, neither of you are good actors. Really, the fact that you two haven’t told me…”
But Regulus was too busy having an existential crisis to keep listening. James Potter went on about him?”
“...I mean, practically drooling the other day, and–” Sirius continued, oblivious to Regulus’s realization.
“Sirius, we really haven’t kissed,” Regulus interrupted. “We–I thought he didn’t like me. Like that,” he admitted softly.
Sirius’s eyes grew wide. “Oh…well…oh. Well, I guess….damn, you two’re even stupider than I thought,” he said, grinning. “Guess now you can kiss, eh?”
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out - jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 415
In retrospect, it was probably bad timing. Not that he’d ever been smooth with the people he fancied, but this probably was on his top ten worst blunders, he figured.
Because asking Regulus Black on a date for the first time while they were in the middle of a Quidditch Match wasn’t exactly…romantic.
It was just…well, Regulus was always hot, right? But when he was seated on a broom, dressed all in green, slender, muscular arms gripping the broom, face screwed up in a scowl because he was so focused….well, it did something to James’s psyche that he wasn’t quite ready to explore.
And it didn’t help that they’d been meeting up in the middle of the night and sometimes, if they were really desperate, after practice, to snog each other senseless, all while James whispered only the highest praise in Regulus’s ear and Regulus uttered the dirtiest insults in his.
The thought of it made riding a broomstick very uncomfortable.
So when they finally got into the air for the highly-anticipated game and James spotted the stunning boy circling the pitch, his stomach instantly felt like it was full of flobberworms.
“Gods, he’s so pretty,” he mumbled to himself, almost missing a very easy pass, eyes glued to the streak of green.
So he survived a grand total of twenty-three minutes before the words, teetering at the tip of his tongue, broke free. He was only a man, after all.
“Oi, Reg!” he called as he flew past the Slytherin.
“What, Potter?” Regulus spat furiously, head on a swivel as he searched for the Snitch.
“Go out with me!” he called, a giant grin on his face.
Regulus’s shocked expression made him want to do backflips. Gods, he adored him.
But before he could tell him so, the other boy’s face morphed into a look of fear. “Potter, look ou-!”
And then everything went dark.
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“You idiot.”
He knew it was Regulus before he even opened his eyes. “M’sorry,” he murmured, groaning as he adjusted in the hospital bed, embarrassment flooding through him. “Distracted you…”
Regulus, however, gave him a smile that was blurry because of James’s lack of glasses and his head injury. “Potter, I caught the Snitch and got a date to Hogsmeade. I’m not mad. You’re just ridiculous.”
And even though he should’ve been upset that his injury cost them the game, he just broke into a wide smile. “I’m the date, right?” he asked breathlessly.
“Yes, Potter. You are.”
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Ik this has been done before, but I'm assigning marauders characters Taylor swift albums/eras.
James - fearless, lover, red
Sirius - red, 1989, folklore
Mary - red, ttpd, midnights
Lily - debut, fearless, evermore, folklore
Peter - debut, ttpd, evermore
Remus - ttpd, midnights, folklore
Marlene - lover, rep, 1989
Regulus - evermore, ttpd, rep
Lmk if I should add more
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—Come on, it’s our reading time!
—James, I know it bores you to death. You hate reading time.
—Maybe, but I like spending time with you and I don’t hate that.
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