#Regulus Black

[spookeart]

I’m just a girl, I hear Hozier and I think about Jegulus

[deswhomst]

New headcanon I have is that Regulus was never allowed to swear and even when he got used to it with his friends, he had never heard an adult say a bad word. Enter Monty, who does not care at all what he says and to whom. Regulus gets so surprised whenever Monty says “fuck” and he instantly goes “language, monty” and that’s basically their thing <3

[my-castles-crumbling]

crumbling - february 19 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 305

"So," Regulus said as he finally arrived at the top of the Astronomy Tower, finding James right where he expected him to be, "are we going to talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" James asked, his voice horribly and disgustingly fake in it's lightness, not looking over to Regulus at all. Instead, he focused on picking at a crumbling piece of stone floor. "There's nothing to talk about."

"You're a horrible liar, you know," Regulus rolled his eyes, moving to sit next to the older boy. "It's the Gryffindor in you."

Hazel eyes locked on his for a moment and Regulus swore he saw James's bottom lip quiver before he away again. "M'not lying."

Regulus sighed, nodding to himself. James was too selfless for his own good. "You don't have to hide whatever it is you're feeling to...to protect me, or something, James. That's ridiculous."

This time when James looked at him, he didn't look away. He stared for a long time before finally opening his mouth and whispering, so quietly Regulus could hardly hear, "D'you...d'you ever feel like...like it's just...so much?" he mumbled, eyes sparkling with tears.

Regulus didn't ask for an explanation. He was all-too-familiar with feeling like he was drowning, fighting for every breath. "All the time," he nodded. "But..." he took a deep breath, trying to gain the courage to confess something he really hadn't come to terms with completely, himself, "you, James. You help. You being there. You make me feel...safe. Like I'm e-enough," he swallowed, trying not to blush at the way his voice cracked with emotion. "So now, I'm going to remind you that you're enough too, okay?"

And when James turned and burrowed into his arms, Regulus couldn't help but smile a bit, thankful to be the one James trusted enough to be there in that moment.

[glowingseaurchin]

Study of a ref on Pinterest, except it’s Regulus.

[kijrbds]

doomed siblings …

People should make more doomed by narratives siblings relationship.

Like with lovers you can just sever it and not have it related to you ever again but with siblings how could you?

You grow up with them you raise them or they raised you you both know how unforgiving the world is to both of you? You would die for them but will hate them for doing the same and yet none of you would regret it and both of you know it. They could be the person you loath the most and miss the most cause you still remember how they sneaked a candy into your hands. You can sever the tie but you can never look away at what you've lost, at whom you've lost because fate doesn't allow you to be together, eating dinners in quiet peace, if only there's another life, another time, where i can make you another plate of pancakes i would im sorry im sorry im sorry —

[siriusstardust]

i just saw someone say that its regulus that has the antler tattoos on his hips and they frame james’ head when hes on his knees in front of him and i will literally never be the same again

[my-castles-crumbling]

room of requirement - jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 239

"Wow," Regulus murmured, looking over the wrinkled, worn parchment, fingers tracing over secret passageways.

James watched proudly as his boyfriend's eyes followed the footsteps of different people moving through the castle, and he couldn't help but grin as a feeling of superiority rang through him. Sure, Regulus was good at classes, but James knew how to do this: find hidden places, get away with slightly-suspect things, pull off pranks undetected. "We worked really hard on it," he said, chin jutting up a bit.

"It's amazing," Regulus agreed quietly, and James tried to hide the way he flushed happily with the praise. "And you're already almost done."

Those last words made him falter. "Almost- no. We're finished," he said slowly, tilting his head to the side and looking the map over. "It took us five years, but we're done..."

Regulus looked at him then, one eyebrow raised. "But...what about the Room of Requirement?"

James gaped, stomach sinking. "The...the what?"

"You know...the room on the 7th floor? The one that will...turn in to whatever you want it to? You must know it?" Regulus asked. His voice wasn't mean at all, but he seemed truly shocked.

It was then that James realized two things:

First, the map would never truly be finished. Hogwarts always had more to show him.

And second, Regulus Black was the most impressive, intelligent, awe-inspiring, unexpected person he'd ever met. And James would never get enough of him.

[the-original-gays]

Regulus, carrying a large box: Honey, what would you say if I brought home a kitten.

James: *stops in the middle of feeding their eight cats*

Regulus:

James: Love, what's in the box?

Regulus, as the box meows: Answer the damn question.

[pretend-theres-a-name-here]

not in like a

✨freaky✨

way but I was making dinner tonight and actually thought about what Regulus would think of my chicken noodle soup

like bitch I’m pretty sure he doesn’t care and also he’s not real get a fucking grip

y’all ever fantasize about a fictional character a little too hard to the point you’re convinced you should be admitted to a mental hospital?

[outromoony]

Me when the slow burn is slow burning

[bloodbruise]

the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history

[my-castles-crumbling]

flirt - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 183

"The weirdest thing happened to me today," Barty said to Regulus without any preamble, throwing himself onto the couch next to him in the Common Room.

"You kept your mouth shut and didn't bother your best friend while he did his homework?" Regulus drawled, rolling his eyes and closing his Transfiguration book.

"No," Barty shook his head, completely oblivious to the hint. "I asked May out and she said no."

Regulus fake-gasped. "A girl who doesn't worship you? Call the Prophet!"

"It's not just that," Barty continued thoughtfully, ignoring Regulus's teasing. "She said no because I'm always 'flirting with Evan.' Can you believe that?"

Regulus thought about how his two best friends couldn't seem tp be physically apart when they were in the same room together. How they always seemed at each others' throats, but never allowed anyone else to criticize the other. How they constantly seemed to gaze at each other when they thought the other wasn't looking.

"Yes," he said simply, turning back to his book, ignoring Barty's protesting whines. Maybe he needed to meet up with May and compare notes.

[artachokie]

barty crouch jr.

[managone16]

James asking Regulus on a date 2: James: Regulus, will you go ou- Regulus, holding up a finger: Stop. James, frowning: But- Regulus: Before you say anything else, Potter, I need you to know the pros and cons of dating me. James, smiling: I will date you regardless. Regulus, rolling his eyes: My mouth. James: Your mouth? Regulus: Both the pros and cons of dating me are my mouth. James, blushing: Uh- Barty: He's right, you know.

[tsukimirecs]

SLYTHERIN // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

REGULUS BLACK

le lendemain matin

the salt and the sea

forever

the better of two bad options

a pen

the door

the black heir

distraction

THEODORE NOTT

love is sour grapes

by netws & nott

something stronger

like snow on the beach

the only heaven i'll be sent to (is when i'm alone with you)

TOM RIDDLE

desiderium

love again

from the glue

salted caramel, metal, strawberries, vanilla, and ink

midmorning

effects of amortentia

DRACO MALFOY

our little secret

honeydukes

firsts

how could i ever forget?

makeup

draco malfoy with shy!male!reader headcanons

cherry juice

MATTHEO RIDDLE

the cat

puppy eyes

the game

rainy nights m.r

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

like nobody else