#James and regulus

[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

[my-castles-crumbling]

ink - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 276

Regulus doesn't tell James about his surprise.

Though every cell in his body is vibrating with excitement and he wants nothing more than to tell the other boy what he's done, he keeps his mouth shut.

Because it'll be so much better that way.

James has tattoos.

Inked antlers span across his lower back, a huge sun over his shoulder, the Canis Major tattoo on his arm, Regulus's name on his collarbone.

But Regulus?

His skin is deliciously bare.

Or it was. Until now.

But James has no idea.

He kisses over pale skin, relishing in the warmth and taste, oblivious to what he will find. Regulus lets out a soft groan, half entranced and half full of anticipation. Because how can he focus when he knows it's only a matter of time?

Hands skate downward, playing with the hem of his shirt and in his mind, Regulus urges him onward. Yes, he thinks. Take it off.

James knows him. Knows him so well he reads his mind, gently taking the shirt off, kissing his neck, causing heat to flood through him before leaning back.

And then he freezes. Because he sees it.

"Alright, Jamie?" Regulus whispers cheekily, grinning because he knows, and he's thrilled to see his boyfriend's mouth pop open in surprise.

"Reg-" It's a choked off little sound and it's clear James has completely lost his wits. "What?"

A thumb swipes ever so lightly over his hip bone, where the letters JFP are now permanently etched.

But he just shrugs. "Do you like it?" he asks nonchalantly.

James's answering moan and immediate move to claim his mouth with his own is answer enough.

[miss-star-dust]

In the first few months after Harry was born, the Potters were extremely tired, and this situation occured:

Regulus: *leaving the bathroom looking confused* why is there a full toilet roll on top of the bin, and why is it wet??

James: *looks slightly embarrassed* I blew my nose earlier...

Regulus: *looking even more confused* and how does that link to my question??

James: well, you see, instead of throwing the used tissue into the toilet... I kind of.. urm

Regulus: *stifling laughter* you threw the full toilet roll into the toilet?

James: *sighs* yes.. I put the used tissue on top of the tank and threw the roll into the toilet

Regulus: *shoulders shaking with silent laughter*

James: I'm tired okay! *throwing his arms up in defeat*

[hidden-for-reg]

September 17: want | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 257

When Regulus stepped into the Gryffindor party, the only thing he could feel was want.

He came to this party for one reason and one reason only: James.

It took Regulus all of two seconds to locate the boy. He felt a tug in his stomach, an invisible force tugging him to the messy-haired boy dancing in the middle of the crowd, arms thrown above his head carelessly.

Under normal circumstances, this place would’ve been Regulus’ worst nightmare. But how it could be when James was so close? 

In a few long strides, Regulus closed the gap between him and James.

He fisted his shirt collar in his hands and glared into his brown eyes.

James, the absolute sop that he was, had stopped dancing and gave Regulus his full attention. James inched slowly closer to him.

Regulus felt a hand wrap around his waist and pull him forward. 

Regulus couldn’t help his eyes from dipping to linger on James’ mouth.

It didn’t go unnoticed, however. This much became obvious when James whispered into Regulus’ ear, “My dorm’s empty right now.” James nipped the corner of Regulus’ ear softly.

Regulus didn’t know what else to do but nod fervently to the boy, whose collar was still clutched in his hands. He let go hastily and tried to keep his hands to himself while following James up the stairs.

But they’d only made it three steps before they started grasping at each other. 

Regulus hadn’t even known they’d entered the dorm until he fell backwards onto the bed.

[not-rab]

i just think it would be like reaaally funny if ‘canon’ marauders met w our fanon versions of them

like imagine the jegulus shenanigans

“WHAT!? POTTER? REALLY!?” … *cue rosekiller giggling to themselves” … James’ mouth wide open … Lily: “i always knew there was smt mlm abt him😞”

[melstinybrain]

james: how's your day going?

reg: well, no one died.

james: those are your standards?

[regulusblqck123]

Regulus: am I entitled?

Barty: yes.

Regulus: fuck (in th way Alastor said it when his magic wand cane was snapped in half idk what it was but Hazbin hotel fans know what im talking about)

[lulublack90]

Prompt 17 - Summer

@jegulus-microfic September 17, Word count 132

“Come to mine for the summer, Reg, please don’t go back there. Please,” James begged again. It was an argument they’d been having for months as the final term of James’s school career drew closer. He worried about him so much, and he knew if he went back to that house, Regulus would be lost to him. 

“If I run, she’ll hunt me down,” Regulus looked at him with sorrow-filled eyes. “I can’t,” He said quieter, gentler, cupping James’s cheeks with his hands and pressing a kiss to his lips. “Please, love, can we just enjoy the time we have left?” James sighed and acquiesced. Internally, though, he’d begun plotting a way to steal Regulus away where his parents and Voldemort would never find him. He would not lose Regulus to darkness. 

[reggies-fake-horcrux]

rip marauders you would have loved spirit week

[we-were-born-to-be-free]

"-and I really loved this book so much, I really think you should read it," Regulus stopped his little rant about his book that he had read. He looked over to James that laid his head in his lap.

James looked up at him with absolute hearts in his eyes, not listening to anything at all. Regulus's fingers carded through James's curls while James's eyes fluttered closed.

Regulus snapped his finger in front of James's face, the older boy's eyes flying open at the sound. "Were you even listening to me," he asked James.

James nodded, not really concentrating anymore. Regulus laughed and kissed his nose. "You're such a fool."

"Only for you Reggie," James answered.

[ecstarry]

snippet wednesday - full fic here

“Why do you look so displeased? Crushes are supposed to be fun, Harry.”

“He’s insufferable,” Harry muttered, burying his face in his hands.

Regulus chuckled softly. “I know the type,” he said, remembering all the words that once described his now-beloved husband.

“He’s a smart ass.”

“I believe I was that type,” Regulus quipped, his tone light.

“You actually have something more than that in common with him,” Harry confessed, fidgeting again. “You’re actually kinda... related to him.” His voice grew higher as he finished, cringing at his own words.

“Teddy?”

“Ew! No! He’s like my cousin.”

“Well, the Blacks have a complicated history with—” Regulus cut himself off. “Never mind that… Who is it?”

“Ugh. Please don’t make me say it."

thank you for the lovely tags @honeybcj & @bloodbruise im hugging u <3 i'll keep this as an open tag babes!

[my-castles-crumbling]

thesis - jegulus - September 18th - @stag-microfic - word count: 354

Regulus had always believed that the most attractive boys have the worst organizational skills. And James Potter, who is the closest thing Regulus has ever seen to a god, has the lest-organized computer Regulus has ever seen.

This much is obvious as he sifts through file after file on James's drive, not a folder in sight, searching for the paper the older boy told him would be there, that might help him with his thesis. But finding it is as likely as finding a needle in a haystack, as not only are the files not in folders, but they're named things like "Untitled234234" and "Dunno123."

He's just about to give up, to tell James he needs to smash the entire laptop, when he finally spots a single folder named 'darling <3.'

At this point, it's more curiosity than hope. He's given up on finding the paper and he's just being nosy. But he clicks anyways, because when was the last time he'd heard James refer to anyone as 'darling?'

When his face pops onto the screen he gasps.

But it's not just him. It's pictures of himself and James. Pictures of them smiling, laughing, grinning at each other. Looking like they're truly in love.

He's never taken the time to truly look at the way they look at each other before. But now that he's taking it in? He sees it. Sees what Sirius and Remus and everyone else mean when they say he and James have something.

It's then that James finally arrives home.

"What are you looking at?" he demands, right away noticing what's on his computer screen.

"Why do you have a folder of pictures of us?" Regulus asks quickly, raising his eyebrows.

James falters. His mouth opens and shuts, searching for the right words as his eyes scan the room, obviously looking for an exit.

But Regulus does his absolute best to pluck up some courage, because somehow it seems that James feels the same way about him that he's felt for so long."

"Darling?" he murmurs. "I like that."

And he watches as James breaks into a gigantic smile.

[sunseekerchild]

James: You have to apologize!

Regulus: Fine! Sirius, I’m sorry you’re always wrong.

[hidden-for-reg]

when Regulus heard Lady Gaga say “and our love is the only war worth fighting for” he fell to his knees clutching his chest

[norry-yippee]

Sometimes I forget that people in the marauders fandom aren’t just silly teenage girls, like wdym your husband proof read this fic for you?!?!?!?!?

[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