#James and regulus

[lulublack90]

Prompt 31 - Feast

@jegulus-microfic January 31, Word count 610

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Regulus had a spring in his step as he walked away from Gryffindor Tower. He’d pay good money to see Sirius’s reaction to his ‘prank’. Perhaps he’d convince James to let him delve into his memories to see the aftermath of his little potion. He could feast on the joy of that for weeks.

He’d used his take on the polyjuice potion to change his brother’s form. He’d always found that for such a complicated concoction, which took over a month to brew, it was incredibly weak. One dose only lasted an hour max. Regulus had spent months devising an improved potion. He’d tested it on himself, locking himself away in empty potions classrooms so no one could see what he was up to. The potion he’d poured down Sirius’s throat while he slept was the result of all his hard work. His polyjuice potion lasted for over twelve hours and took only a week to brew. He was immensely proud and had decided to see what other complicated potions he could simplify and improve on. He might even share his findings with the rest of the wizarding world if the amount of gold offered was sufficient. He wouldn’t do it for nothing. 

For the rest of the day, he walked the halls, enjoying the knowledge that he wouldn’t hear his brother's irritating bark of a laugh anywhere around him.  He was just leaving History of Magic when he was suddenly dragged through a hidden door and slammed into the wall. 

“What did you do to him?” Remus growled, more animalistic than any person should be able to achieve, but Regulus lifted his chin in defiance. No way was he going to be intimidated by this lanky swot. He shoved Remus in the chest hard and the Gryffindor stumbled back a few steps. 

“Not very strong at the moment, are you? Bit tired after howling at the moon all night?” He smirked. It was short-lived, as Remus had him shoved against the wall again, the tip of his wand twisted painfully under Regulus’s jaw.

“I’ll ask one more time, what did you do to Sirius?” Remus snarled, flecks of spit splattering against Regulus’s face. He swallowed, eyes narrowing as he tried to find a means of escape. 

“Polyjuice potion,” He finally relented when red sparks zapped his neck as Remus’s anger spilt over.  

“It’s been too long for it to be that. What else did you give him?” Remus’s eyes flashed eerily in the darkness, gold and reflective like an animal, like a wolf. 

“It’s my own blend,” Regulus found himself confessing. Remus pulled back slightly, looking impressed. 

“How long does it last?” He asked more calmly. 

“Around twelve hours.” Remus whistled lowly.

“Wow, that’s impressive. How did you do it?” 

Regulus found himself held against a stone wall by his brother’s werewolf boyfriend as he explained the process he’d gone through to make his polyjuice potion. Remus nodded throughout, asking a few questions or offering his opinion. Regulus had to admit the wolf had some interesting ideas that he’d be sure to follow up on. 

Remus finally let him go but grabbed his wrist before Regulus could escape. “Oh no, not yet, baby Black. You’re coming with me to apologise to Sirius and my guess is James as well, and then you can explain exactly how you know that I’m a werewolf,” And with that, Regulus was walking back up to Gryffindor Tower yet again. At this point, he might as well swap his green and silver tie for a red and gold one. He shuddered at the thought and hurried up to keep up with Remus’s long stride. 

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[xkittyxkattzx]

latino james whit italian barty is soo UGHHH JAJWJWIWIIW HIHIHIHI GONNA MAKW EM SMOTCH

[byreggstarz]

@taylorswiftmicrofic / jegulus, rosekiller/ 229 words / bad idea / NSFW

“Why can’t you support me in this one?” Regulus asked. He didn’t know which was James’ problem.

“It’s pretty difficult to support you now, Reg” James responded in a calm tone.

“I’ve been suffering for years. This is just a little push. You did the same with Sirius and Remus and it ended well” he reasoned.

“Look, I’m not saying it’s a bad idea, it’s just a bad way to do it” James complained. Again. Which was his problem?

“You’re telling me you’re not tired of Evan and Barty being so oblivious? Don’t start lying to me now, please” Regulus scoffed at James.

“I am, but chaining Evan to Barty isn’t going to help them, is going to make it worse”

“I’ll chain them until they realise. I hear Barty doing stuff every night and it’d be good if Evan tells him to put a silencing charm before starting” Regulus could be reasonable too.

“But didn’t you say sometimes he says Evan’s name and he still doesn’t realise? Some chains aren’t going to make it better. We could just lock them in a closet for a few hours” James suggested.

“Ok. But it isn’t original, I know that’s what you did with my brother and Remus” Regulus finished.

“Now I’m going to make you scream a name and it won’t be Evan’s” James said later that night.

“Fuck off”

[hedgehog-troops]

expansion:

james is THE fuck boy for girls, every girl wants him, hes slept with half the female population of the school and everyone knows that theyre not gonna get to be with him yet girls continue to sleep with him, he plays with them like he plays eith his (foot)ball.

regulus is the fuck boy for the guys at school, even guys who claim to be straight have fallen prey. he'd bat his eyelashes, take off his jersey completely "innocently" and there they are drooling and succumbing to his power.

when in a locker room agter a match, things get heated and the next moment james and regulus are kissing.

they both still mess around with others, regulus knows what he is to james. just an experiment, a try to dwindle his feet in queer waters.

james knows what he is to regulus, just another name on his roster.

they're destructive for echother, they'll fuck someone and the sneak out of the room to meet up and make out, always toying with the line but never crossing it.

oh and theyve both liked the other for ages.

fuck boy regulus x fuck boy james😫😫😫🙏🙏🛐🛐

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus (whispering to Remus): Good job on the test today.

Remus (whispering back): Thanks shorty. Why are we whispering?

Regulus (still whispering): I want Sirius to think we're conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.

Remus (looking at Sirius): Messing with my boyfriend? Fun .

Regulus (also looking at Sirius): I'm glad you agree.

Sirius, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?

James, who overheard them but doesn't want to ruin their fun: Stabbing

[i-need-of-a-hobby]

sirius black would NEVER ask an angry girl if it's her time of the month.

he DOES, however, ask his boyfriend and brother constantly, and has been kicked by both for asking

[stareggie]

sirius: everyone lies.

james: not me. i never lie.

sirius: oh yeah? did you fuck my brother?

james: none of your business and that’s the truth.

[not-rab]

James *out of curiosity*: How did all four of you even befriend Regulus?

Evan: I helped fix his wand after I broke it

Barty: I stole his broom and refused to give it back unless he was nice to me

Pandora: I stalked him

Sirius: I'm his only biological brother and there's no refund button

[my-castles-crumbling]

(Based on the TikTok trend that’s had me rolling)

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

Sirius: One time in third year I ate the last of Moony’s chocolate and I blamed it on you because I didn’t want him to be mad at me.

James: 😒

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

James: Sometimes I use your toothbrush when I can’t find mine.

Sirius: 🤨

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

Sirius: Over the summer when I stayed at your place, I accidentally broke Effie’s favorite mug and blamed you because I didn’t want her to hate me.

James: She made me to extra chores for a week!

Sirius: 😬

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

James: Sometimes I take your stuff while you’re asleep and then when you try to find it, I pretend to help you look for it.

Sirius: Prongs, my good quill?

James: I needed to do my homework!

Sirius: 😪

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

Sirius: Sometimes I hide your glasses on purpose when I’m annoyed at you because I think it’s funny.

James: What the fuck, mate?

Sirius: 🤷🏻‍♂️

Sirius and James: We listen and we don’t judge.

James: I regularly meet up with your brother and snog him senseless.

Sirius:

James: We listen and we don’t-

Sirius: Oh no, we’re fucking judging now.

[thessynyx]

fan fiction isn’t enough anymore I need to inject James Potter directly into my veins

[apoetsworld]

James*smugly*: I have no fear

Regulus: JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER DID YOU JUST TRACK MUD INTO THE LIVING ROOM??!!

James *shaking*: I have one fear

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Prompt 1 - Extract

@jegulus-microfic February 1, Word count 425

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James, with Remus’s help, had spent the better part of the day trying to calm Sirius down. He’d been raging around the room, describing in minute detail what he was going to do in order to extract the remedy for his plight from Regulus. James winced throughout. Regulus’s trick had been one of the cruellest things he’d ever seen. It had been perfectly picked to mess with Sirius’s head the most, and it was. Sirius kept forgetting and would look at his hands and shudder before sitting on them so he couldn’t see his mother's hands. 

Remus had stormed out of the room after the potion still hadn’t worn off by the end of lessons, and James wished he’d gone to find Regulus because, the way Remus’s eyes had kept flashing gold throughout the day, he was sure there would be a fight. He’d tried to go instead, but Remus had just growled at him, and when he’d stood up to follow him out of the dorm room, Sirius had howled at him to stay. 

His head shot up when he heard the familiar grumbling voice coming up the stairs. The door opened and Remus roughly dragged Regulus inside. Sirius’s head whipped around and before James could do anything he was streaking across the room towards Regulus with his hands stretching towards his throat. 

“I’ll kill you, you little prick!” Sirius screamed as he closed the gap between himself and Regulus. To both James’s and Regulus’s shock, Remus put himself between the brothers. Sirius ground to a halt, his mouth dropping open as he tried to wrap his head around the fact that his boyfriend was protecting his villainous little brother. 

“Enough, Sirius, he’s come to apologise,” Regulus used Remus’s distraction of Sirius to go to James’s side. James looked down at him; he wasn’t even angry. He never had been. 

“I’m sorry,” Regulus said quietly, looking up at him through his thick eyelashes. James exhaled, his breath making the hair around Regulus’s face flutter. 

“Already forgiven,” He said, leaning down and pressing a kiss to Regulus’s lips. 

“He might have forgiven you, but I haven’t. Petrificus Totalus!” Regulus’s entire body froze and fell forward onto James. James caught him easily and lifted him onto his bed, ignoring Sirius’s taunts as he ended the curse and Regulus regained full use of his body. 

“That’s it, I’m about to become an only child!” Regulus hopped up and drew his wand. James and Remus let out collective sighs of exasperation. They were in for a long evening.   

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@into-the-jeggyverse / crazy / 478 words

“Am I crazy?” Regulus said as he paced around Sirius’ study. He arrived unannounced, not more than twenty minutes ago. 

“What?” Sirius replied, for what felt like the sixth time.

“Come on, be honest—” Regulus collapsed into the armchair next to him, his head in his hands, “—am I insane?”

“I’m lost.”

“For thinking we can make it work,” Regulus breathed, still in panic.

“I’m still very confused,” Sirius mumbled, though he doubted his brother even heard him.

Regulus took a deep, shaky breath and finally met Sirius’ gaze. “Do you think it can really work?”

“Reg, it’s been working for what—five? Six years?” Sirius set his glass of whiskey down, his voice softening. “Why wouldn’t it work now?”

“Because love isn’t everything,” Regulus muttered, his face dropping back into his hands.

“What exactly are you asking me?” Sirius leaned back in his chair.

“Just… I don’t know, you always say love isn’t everything.” He buried his face between his hands. 

“True.” Sirius paused. Regulus wasn’t an open book—one of the many things they had in common—but God, how Sirius wished he could crack him open and read. He’d gladly reread the same sentence over and over if it meant understanding what Regulus needed right now.

All he could do was try.

“Yes, love isn’t everything,” Sirius began cautiously. “But I think it makes you kinder—”

Regulus sighed loudly, shooting him an annoyed look. A rich reaction, coming from the man who’d barged in ranting nonsense.

“Will you let me finish?”

Regulus huffed but nodded.

“It makes you kinder,” Sirius repeated. “It helps you look past all the dumb shit, the meaningless distractions, and actually focus on what matters.”

Regulus was finally listening. “Which is?”

“Each other.”

“Right.” Regulus sounded earnest, but Sirius could see his mind was still miles away, lost somewhere Sirius couldn’t touch.

“What’s this really abo—” Sirius started, but the words died on his tongue as Regulus shifted in his seat and pulled something from his pocket.

Sirius froze.

Regulus held up a small box, wrapped in soft crimson velvet. He didn’t open it. He didn’t need to.

“So,” Regulus asked again, his voice quieter now, steadier, “am I crazy?”

“Wait, am I...?” Sirius murmured, barely able to get the words out. He didn’t need to explain further. Regulus already knew what he was asking.

“Yeah,” Regulus said with a small, nervous laugh. “You’re the first to know.”

Sirius reached out, his fingers brushing against the box but not taking it. They’d never been good at this—touching, feeling at ease in each other’s presence. But in that moment, with their hands barely grazing, it felt... easy.

Finally, Sirius broke the silence.

“He’s going to love it.”

A muffled sob escaped Regulus��� lips. For once, he was the one who couldn’t find the words.

“Do you think he’ll take my last name?”

“Now that's insane.”

[whydousernamesevenexist]

Regulus would definitely pick Sirius's long hair off James's clothes and say "who is she?" every time as a joke

[moonyswarmsweaters]

James, worried: Something's wrong with Regulus!

Sirius: What is it? Is he hurt?

James: No, but he's constantly staring at me and smiling... like he's very happy.

Sirius: He's just in love.

James, sad and jealous: With whom?

Sirius, sighing: With a fucking idiot.