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James: What if the person who named WalkieTalkies named everything?

Sirius: Pregnancy tests? MaybeBabies.

James: Forks? StabbyGrabbies.

Sirius: Defibrillators? HeartieStarties.

James: Nightmares? DreamieScreamies

Sirius: Stamps? LickieStickies.

Regulus [to Remus ]: These are our respective partners. We chose this Remus: yeah…

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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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Tattoo shop Jegulus au where James and Sirius own the shop

And Sirius has alwayssss hated people getting their partners name tattooed to the point where he'll straight up tell them no and send them somewhere else. So when James starts seeing Regulus and talking about how cute it would be to get a tattoo for Regulus, Sirius tells him that he will NOT let his own best friend embarrass himself with a name tattoo...but if he insists, he has to at least wait until they're engaged (bc he knows James has always dreamed of getting married so it seems a reasonable moment)

James thinks that it's silly to care so much about a tattoo getting outdated because 'it's just a reminder of where you've been and who you've loved' but agrees because he knows his friends only give advice they think he needs to hear.

6 years pass and Sirius pretty much forgets about what he said. One day regulus is being weird when they meet up for a chat, like he's hiding something. He's almost smug and it's pissing Sirius off. He's so caught up trying to figure out what it is that when James asks him to come and tattoo him, he isn't paying attention as he agrees and sets up. Only when he places the stencil James has prepared does he realise what he's looking at.

Leo. The constellation. On James' collarbone. About to be inked into his skin.

Of course his first response is to freeze and stare at James blankly for a few minutes while his brain catches up. Then he goes over to hug him.

The entire time he's tattooing, he's still muttering about how getting tattoos dedicated to people is stupid.

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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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“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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Trans Regulus who got really upset when he found out he was the first guy James ever liked because

“what if he doesn’t actually like guys and just subconsciously thinks I look like a girl”

It got so bad Sirius had to tell him about James (unknowingly) having an obsessive crush on Frank Longbotton in third year

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that one tt trend with eremin✨

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Sometimes, you just need that validation ♡

Disclaimer. Validation doesn't come from people or what other people think of you, but sometimes it helps when the people you love remind you that you're seen. (I had this dream, and I just needed some comfort after, and the people I love really did that for me) sending a big hug to my trans fellas out there ♡♡♡

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No olvidar

Regulus looking at James and the caterer guy: What are this

James: The chairs you wanted

Regulus: Was I not clear? Where the FUCK are the chiavari chairs

Caterer guy: This are the chiavari's

Regulus: You shut the fuck up

Regulus to James: You. I could not have been more specific. I asked you to find me a caterer who had the gold chiavaris with the white cushions. You had ONE JOB

Caterer guy: That was my fault, I thought we had those but I was mistaken

James: But I think any of this could work

Regulus: God dammit. Why does everything always have to suck!! This is my FYCKING WEDDING DAY. For one day- for ONE day.

*he levitates one chair and stamps it against the wall destroying it*

Regulus: I'VE BEEN PLANING THIS FOR MONTHS

James: ...

Caterer guy: ...

Caterer guy: I mean...I can call around

Regulus: I thought I told you to SHUT THE FUCK UP, are you not fucking able of following a simple instruction? Are you an idiot?

Caterer guy: *scared* I'm an idiot

Regulus: an idiot with NO CHIVIARI CHAIRS

Regulus: *Takes a deep breath*

Regulus: I'm sorry. This is my fault, I put too much on your plate. *he goes to the chimney and disappears with the floo connection*

James: ...

Caterer guy: ...

James: He's not normally this aggressive, I swear

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This would ABSOLUTELY work with ROSEKILLER and Barty would Mikey Milkovich

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Happy Valentines day to Bartylus and Bartylus only

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Barty is speaking to Evan when Pandora walks in:

Pandora, worried: Barty, Regulus won't come out the toilet

Evan: What?

Barty: You left him alone? Nononono

Barty runs, with Evan and Pandora behind him, to the bathroom. The door is closed and he tries to open it, first with his hand, then he starts kicking it.

Barty: Regulus, please!

No one was prepared to see what they found.

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Moonwater babyyyy👏

Extra content and NSFW art on patreon❤️

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exam - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 334

“Mister Potter,” Slughorn said gravely, sitting at his desk and staring at James with a very concerned expression, “I need you to be very honest with me.”

James resisted the urge to grin as he replied, “Of course, Professor. I’m always honest with you.”

The older man rolled his eyes. “Potter. Did you cheat on this exam?” He brandished a roll of parchment at him– their latest NEWT-level test.

James gaped. “No!” he said truthfully. “I didn’t! Why, did I–?”

“You got a ninety-nine percent,” Slughorn cut him off, still looking very suspicious. “Mister Potter, you’re very intelligent, please do not misunderstand. But you scored the same as Miss Evans and Mister Snape. I think you can see why I’m a bit confused.”

He blinked, thinking about all of the times he’d sat with Regulus in the library, staring off into the distance as the younger boy read huge Potions books under his breath. James just loved listening to Regulus speak, but perhaps there had been some practical advantage to all of that… “Right. Er, yeah, I…found a study partner,” he said awkwardly.

Slughorn tilted his head. “Well, you’ve never cheated before. But just to be sure, will you consent to taking the next test with an anti-cheating quill?”

“Sure!” James nodded. “Can I go now?” He wanted to see Regulus.

Squinting his eyes, the Professor dismissed him.

“Reg!” James said a few minutes later, slightly out of breath, finding his boyfriend in the library. “You’ll never guess what Slughorn accused me of!”

“Stealing from his personal stores again?” the younger boy drawled, not bothering to look up. “You need to be a bit more careful, James, you and your friends are ridiculously obviou-”

“He thought I was cheating on my test because I got a ninety-nine percent,” James burst out, beaming. “Because I like to listen to you read.”

At this, Regulus looked up. After a moment of stunned silence, he burst out laughing. “Oh, I can’t wait to tell Sirius,” he chuckled.

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LOCO, YO QUIERO ESO. LOCO, QUIEN PARA

Same, Remus, onda no same...but same

Fic: Step into the daylight and let it go by serendipitysirius

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Ah yes Regulus Black, same

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Mimidos

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