#✦ microfics

[jeguluses]

✦ jegulus microfic : nsfw! [trans regulus, quidditch players!jegulus, jealous sex] — 385 words

“you have some nerve, potter!”

james spins away from the bench, his boot half unlaced. “me? you're the one calling me by my last name like you don’t share it.”

“i don’t have time for jokes,” regulus scoffs. “take your pants off.”

“what?” despite his astonishment, james follows the order obediently.

regulus begins to undress too, stripping off his outer robes. “i saw you flirting with that journalist. letting her lean on your arm while she laughs.” he sneers. “pathetic.”

“wait, are we fighting or fucking?”

regulus strips out of the rest of his clothing, standing naked in front of james and approaching him with a predatory expression on his face. when he stands only a few inches away, he bends forward to slide james’ boxers to his ankles.

“both,” he answers, pushing james backwards so his bare asscheeks hit the bench below them.

regulus climbs into his lap, sinking down in one smooth motion. they fucked this morning before the match and regulus is still loose from their activities. james slips in easily despite not being fully hard yet.

it’s not long, though, before he’s throbbing inside of his husband. “please, regulus. move.”

“admit it.”

james blinks, trying to drag some clarity back into his mind, his brain numbed from the tight grip regulus has on his cock. “what?”

regulus clenches down. “admit that you were flirting.”

“fuck,” james groans. “please. i can’t—”

regulus says his name like a warning. james grips his hips tightly.

“maybe she was flirting, but i was not. it’s just you, baby. if you thought that i looked at her in any sort of way, it’s because your face had crossed my mind.” james grits out, speaking through his thrumming arousal.

regulus stares at him a minute, still not moving. “regulus, please, i love you. please, move.”

his husband's face softens and he leans it to peck james’ lips twice in a display of contentment. “okay, i believe you,” regulus decided.

then, he’s moving. rising up slowly before dropping heaving into james’ lap. swallowing him with his cunt and drawing weak moans from james’ lips. regulus grins down at him wickedly.

“but you can’t come before i do.”

james disappointed groan turns into a whimper when regulus picks up the pace. regulus laughs cruelly, meeting james’ mouth once again.

[jamessluttythighs]

core - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 209

James was sitting on his bed, hands trembling. 

“Prongs, you look like you’re about to throw up, mate. Are you good?” Remus asked cautiously. He had a book balanced in one hand while the other was carding through Sirius’ hair. Sirius, who was lying in Remus’ lap, tentatively opened one eye to look at his best friend.

“Well erm it’s just …” James trailed off, not making eye contact. 

Concerned, Sirius propped himself next to Remus on the bed. “You know you can talk to us about anything, right?” Sirius said gently.

At this Peter shuffled closer to the edge of his bed, giving James an encouraging look. “You can do it, James,” giving him a small smile and nod.

James took a deep breath.

“Wellitsjustthatregulusandihavebeendatingforthepastmonthandmenottellingyouhasbeeneatingmealiveandicantdoitanymore,” James spilled out in one breath.

“What?” Sirius asked, perplexed.

“Regulus and I are dating,” James said slowly.

A smile spread across Sirius’ face and he leant dramatically against Remus. He threw his one hand against his forehead in mock surprise. “I am shook to my core. How will I ever recover from this brand new information?”

James looked up confused. “You knew?” 

“My dearest Prongsie boy, you can’t keep the love off your face when looking at Reggie for shit,” Sirius laughed.

[mxgnum]

Regulus Black was never emotional.

Not when his mother deemed him too old for stuffed toys.

Not when Sirius left him in that hell-hole of a house.

Not when Andromeda's name was blasted from the tree for marrying tonks.

Not when his mother put him under the cruciatus curse for not being pristine enough.

He thought he had forgotten how to cry.

That lasted until James Potter stood in front of him with a completely annotated version of "The Picture of Dorian Gray", all because he had mentioned once how romantic it would be if someone annotated a book he liked for him to read and know their thoughts- That was an year ago when they first started going out together. James had remembered and had done it for him.

Regulus cried then, in the comforting arms of his boyfriend, thankful that for once he didn't have to be strong and would be loved for who he was.

[sweeterelease]

smug, confident, flirty james rendered useless the second regulus actually flirts back, even the tiniest bit.

[psychoticallykind]

Coffee

"Bottle" - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 407 words

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"Reggie, I'm grabbing a Dr. Pepper, do you want a bottle?"

Regulus didn't look up from his book. "No, James is bringing me a drink."

"What?" Remus gave him an uncertain look. "How do you know? Your phone's been dead all day."

"It's 4:15," Regulus pointed out. "James got off at 4. He'll come here after work, but he'll stop at the coffee shop on the way and get us both coffees. Yours, too, and SIrius's if he knows he's here."

"He knows," Sirius spoke up. "'Cause I text him earlier. But no one's mentioned coffee."

Regulus knew what he was talking about. "No one had to mention it."

"Are you sure I shouldn't just call him?" Remus asked. "Just to - look, I know James is great, but he isn't psychic, Reg."

"Wait ten minutes," Regulus told him. "You'll see."

Remus exchanged a glance with Sirius that Regulus ignored. "I'm seeing unrealistic expectations, but okay. Have it your way."

Nine minutes later, the door opened. Regulus smiled.

"Hey, I brought caffeine!" James announced, walking into the bookshop. He kissed the top of Regulus's head before handing him his cup. "How's your day been?"

"Slow," Regulus replied, smirking at Remus. "Which was nice. I finished that book I showed you yesterday."

Remus took his drink with a faintly confused look. "Thanks. Did you - did Regulus text you earlier?"

"No," James replied, handing Sirius's over. "I kind of thought his phone might have died, actually. I tried to text you," he directed that last one to Regulus, who winced.

"Yeah, I forgot to charge it. Sorry," he apologized.

"It's alright." James smiled at him, settling on the arm of his chair. "What are you reading now?"

Regulus turned the book so James could see the cover. "Remus didn't think you loved me enough to get me coffee."

James frowned, looking at his friend. "What?"

"Not what I said," Remus defended himself. "I just wasn't sure you would know that Reg wanted coffee when he hadn't actually told you. That's all."

"He was very sure of it, though," Sirius chimed in. "Did you plan it this morning?"

"Oh." James shrugged. "Not really. But I told him that I got off at four today, and he's here 'til six, so it was pretty obvious."

Regulus smiled, leaning against James. "I love you."

"I love you, too." James grinned at him. "So much."

"I know," Regulus replied, and it was true.

[my-castles-crumbling]

difference - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 202

"I'm breaking up with you."

Regulus froze, staring into James's eyes as the other man uttered those five devastating words while a whole tableful of people looked on.

"I just...I can't believe you just said that," James continued, looking completely shell-shocked."

"James, I-" Regulus tried to explain, frowning, but James didn't seem to want to hear it.

"No! How dare you?" he yelled instead, eyes flashing. "Of all of the things?"

"I- I just-" But he couldn't apologize. He'd said what he said.

They stared at each other across the table, Sirius, Effie, and Fleamont all looking between the two of them.

"You really can't takes the difference between my cooking and Mum's?" James asked again, this time looking a bit desperate.

Regulus looked to his fiancé and then to his future Mother-in-Law, who was holding back a laugh. "I...no," he sighed, smirking and accepting defeat.

"Blasphemy! Absolute betrayal!" James began hollering, standing up from the table and stomping away dramatically, though Regulus could tell that he wasn't actually mad.

The others all only waited a few seconds before shrugging and going back to eating. "I can't either," Monty murmured under his breath, earning a joking hit to the shoulder from Effie.

[starchaserdreams]

When I get a nice AO3 comment or Tumblr reblog I have to force myself not to say "I LOVE YOU PLEASE MARRY ME CAN WE BE BEST FRIENDS FOREVER I'M OBSESSED WITH YOU" and instead say "thanks"

[ultravioletbrit]

“celebrate” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 432 words

“James?” Regulus asks nervously.

“Yes, love?”

“Do you… would you… I wanted…” Regulus fumbles over his words.

“Reg?” James puts his hand on Regulus’ bouncing knee and Regulus takes a deep breath.

“I didn’t know if maybe… if you wanted to do something… special on Friday?” Regulus forces the question out, trying not to sound as stupid as he feels.

“Oh…err… sure, if you want.” James looks a little confused. “Any particular reason you want to do something Friday?” James asks, and now Regulus feels really stupid.

This is Regulus’ longest relationship. He’s never made it to six months, and he didn’t know what to expect. Maybe six months isn’t as important as he thought. But it feels important to Regulus, and he just wanted to do a nice dinner or something. But now he feels stupid for even bringing it up.

“Err… no… erm…” Regulus shakes his head and stands up from the couch. “Never mind.” He mumbles and starts to walk away.

James catches his wrist and pulls him back down beside him.

“Hey, no. I just didn’t know if there was a reason you wanted to do something Friday?” James asks again.

“No. It’s stupid. Never mind.” Regulus tries to stand up again but of course, James doesn’t let him get far, pulling him even closer this time.

“We can definitely do something Friday.” James tells him, rubbing circles on the back of Regulus’ hands. “For our anniversary, right?” James asks.

Regulus shrugs pathetically, looking down at his lap. James lifts a hand to Regulus’ chin and tilts his head up.

“I was only curious if there was a reason you wanted to celebrate on Friday, that’s all.” James says sweetly.

“Erm… because it’s our anniversary?” Regulus says, confused because didn’t they just establish that?

“Our anniversary’s on Saturday.” James says simply.

“No. It’s Friday.” Regulus corrects him.

“No. It’s Saturday.” James says with a little chuckle.

“James, you asked me out on the 8th.” Regulus tells him.

“Yeah… but you didn’t say ‘yes’ until the 9th.”

“I… oh.” Is all Regulus can manage to say.

“Now,” James says and pulls Regulus onto his lap. “I have some surprises planned for Saturday, but we can absolutely celebrate on Friday also.”

“No. That’s stupid.” Regulus mumbles as he buries himself in James’ chest, hiding his face that is probably several shades of red.

“Nope. We’re doing it!” James says excitedly. “And I’m disappointed with myself that I didn’t think of it first. So…” James starts talking about what they should do on Friday and Regulus feels so stupidly happy as he cuddles impossibly closer to James.

[steddiefication]

The first time Steve goes to Eddie and Wayne’s trailer, he tells Eddie that he likes how cozy it is. Eddie shoots him a dirty look before turning to go straight to his bedroom, no doubt thinking that his tentatively new friend meant it in the same way he’s heard other rich people use that word- when they think a place is small and cramped, but don’t want to look bad by saying what they truly mean.

Meanwhile, Steve barely notices the reaction, too caught up in thinking about how lonely it is in his parents’ big, empty, sterile-feeling house. How it looks as though it’s from a catalogue- nice but impersonal, with little indication that anyone even lives there. How he wishes it was instead like the trailer he was standing in- not just a house, but a home.

[whathehonestfuk]

"Ive dreamt about this before" Steve mentioned off hand as he began wetting down eddies hair

"What having me wet naked and at your mercy?" Eddie jokes clearly trying to cover up the general uncomfort from the situation of needing help showering.

"No in those I'm usually the one at your mercy" Steve answers casually, immediately forcing Eddie to untwist from where he had tried to look at Steve at shock at the statement "I was talking about your hair, its nice but it would be so pretty if you took care of it" he continued as if he hadn't just admitted to fantasizing about being at eddies mercy.

"Time to make your dreams come true big boy"

[ecstarry]

i love petty and a bit obsessive james potter like yes he did just push someone to get to class first and sit next to regulus but what he doesn't know is that reg is the exact same just more discreet

[hidden-for-reg]

September 9: carry | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 190

“Jamie, pleeeease.”

“Reg…”

“I’ll break up with you if you don’t.”

“Reg!”

“James, I might die.”

James’ laugh almost bubbled over and spilled out, but he held it in stoically. Regulus would kill him for laughing at him right now.

Regulus gave James a death stare so intense others might have cried from. Not James though. James merely smiled and finally relented.

“Okay, yes, I’ll carry you for a bit,” James told his boyfriend, who had been dragging his feet through the amusement park for the last hour. 

“Finally,” Regulus groaned, hopping up on James’ back and swinging his legs to circle James’ waist.

James caught him and squeezed his thighs lightly. He loved carrying him around like this. And he knew Regulus liked to be carried. So it worked out pretty well for them.

“So which ride did you want to go on next, love?” James asked.

“The one with the snakes,” his boyfriend answered sweetly, angry tone completely evaporated now that he’d gotten his wish.

“That one���s on the other side of the park…” James said slowly.

“I know.”

God, James loved that man. Truly. Bless his soul.

[jamessluttythighs]

have - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 216  - 16 September

James and Sirius’ favourite pastime was to sit on the steps outside the library and pass judgement on those going in to study. Their university was massive so the pool of randos was always plentiful.

“Sick as fuck bag”

“Frosted tips do not work on him.”

“She needs to ditch the scrunchie, that was so 2016”

Oftentimes it just resulted in a big game of smash or pass. Or rather it was a game for James where Sirius just offered his opinion. Sirius was hopelessly in love with his boyfriend, Remus. They had moved in together recently after problems with Sirius’ family. James doesn’t know the full story. Sirius hardly talks about his family. 

“She’s lovely, look at her hair. It’s like a fire.”

“That’s Evans, she’s in my Physics class. Too bad she likes women.”

“Ugh, all the good ones do.”

“Hmmm he’s cute,” James tried again.

“Too many facial piercings for me. Are those snake bites?”

“Hot. Wait no. I’ve found the love of my life. That devastatingly gorgeous, grey-eyed god just behind him.”

“What the fuck Prongs?” Sirius exclaimed, his expression incredulous.

James, startled by this sudden outburst, tore his eyes away from the man in the dark green crop top as he entered the library doors. “What?”

“That’s my little brother!”

“You have a brother?”

[marlsswrites]

James: Hey, you were in my dream last night!

Regulus: Really? You were in mine too.

James beaming: In mine we lived on a farm with six kids and a pet unicorn.

Regulus:

James: What about yours?

Regulus: …You died in a fire

[sweeterelease]

regulus who gets silly when sleepy. regulus who's sleep deprived and finds himself slipping off his facade when tired. regulus who's mostly serious and deadpan and never really lets himself smile freely but once he starts drifting off is sweet and giggly and easygoing. regulus who gets sleepy and laughs a lot, chuckles, giggles, and even snorts. regulus whose cheeks stretch out so hard his face hurts and his eyes water. regulus whose head drops and eyebrows soften, whose lips pout before bursting into laughter again. james who stumbles into a sleepy regulus once at the top of the astronomy tower and keeps coming back night after night. james who insists on talking regulus' ears off just to keep him up, tire him out, because he notices regulus doesn't hate him as much when his eyelids are heavy. james who one night says something dumb and stupid because honestly that's how he feels around regulus lately. regulus who just laughs and laughs and laughs, eyes shut and cheeks red. regulus who takes a deep breath after the giggling fit, turns his head, looks right into james' eyes and oh, oh that's regulus.

regulus who gets silly when sleepy. and well, james who will give anything to be the reason of his smile.