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Happy birthday to James Potter. You would have loved cheesy extravagant promposals <3

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HEADCANON i think Regulus was a happy baby compared to Sirius. Like, imagine this, i think Sirius was the type of baby who would cry non-stop, no matter what his parents did, he would cry and whine and do what babies do yk, and was just a difficult baby to take care of in general, but Regulus on the other hand was a happy, giggling, smiling baby. And like, this dynamic would continue into when they were kids. Regulus would find Sirius hilarious, and would follow him around everywhere. Regulus would probably have one of those really contagious laughs that are like, you know when kids laugh? and they're giggling and can't breathe, it's like that. And I feel like Sirius would always be causing trouble, but not because he hates his parents, not yet anyway, but because as an older sibling, he likes to show Regulus that he's cool and he wants Regulus to look up to him.

Now when Sirius goes to Hogwarts, Regulus laughs less cause their no more happiness in the house, but it's back when Sirius comes back of course, and tell's Regulus all the things that happened. But once Regulus goes to hogwarts (and gets sorted into slytherin) they start talking less, even at home. Sirius starts rebelling more, and Regulus starts to keep more to himself, mental health definitely getting worse. Even around his friends he never lets himself go and laugh like he used to, they only get a chuckle or two, and thats on his good days. And during his school years, before getting the dark mark, he would just continue to shield himself from others, creating a cold personaity for himself to keep others away, though his friends knew the "real" him. But as his parents got worse, and Sirius left home for the Potter's, he got worse mentally and physically as he kept himself safe from his parents.

When he gets the dark mark, and he's finally alone and spiralling, he just lets out a hysterical laugh and there's no more of the childhood innocence and no more joy in the laugh, it's just filled with anguish as he as he tries to hold back tears annd sobs by laughing. yeah And then he yk dies

But to add to this imagine all their relatives knowing Regulus and his laugh and like, their cousins loved making little Regulus laugh and while Sirius was the moody one yk But in hogwarts everyone knows Sirius Black. He's charismatic and whatever but everyone questions how he's even related to Regulus. If they didn't look so alike, no one would even guess they were related.

I guess there could be a happier side to this (if ur a jegulus fan), as he and james start to talk adn get moore serious yk. even tho Regulus won't admit it, James makes him laugh. With James, Regulus can relax and laugh like a child again, and it sounds just as it did when he was younger, filled with joy and the childhood innocence he thought he had lost. And then he reconnects with his brother and they all live happily ever after the end :0

someone's probably already talked about this but i thought it would be interesting especially since younger regulus contrasts older regulus, and vice vera with sirius but also sirius and regulus contrasts each other. parallels or whatever i might just be using words to seem smart lol the black brother just make me sick i love them sm this idea just came to my head as i once again procrastinated studying but luckily exams are over now so yippee?

[3473-warrior]

Frozen - September 9 - Jegulus dads - @stag-microfic - word count: 626

“James! Harry! I’m home!” Regulus called entering their small home. The quiet of the house confused him. “Chéri? Petit soleil?” Regulus furrowed his eyebrows and entered the kitchen. Flipping the tea kettle on, he saw a note sitting on the island.

Went to the park, we’ll be back by 4:45

Love James + Harry

Regulus smiled at the little note and pulled out three mugs. Knowing James and Harry they would probably be back in about 5 minutes with the cold outside. Shuffling through the small pile of mail, Regulus glanced up when the sound of laughter rang through the opening front door. Heading into the living room, Regulus laughed when Harry came running around the corner bundled in snow clothes.

“Papa!” Regulus grunted when Harry jumped into his arms.

“Did you have fun at the park, beau soleil?”

“Yup! Daddy took me to the one with all the big slides, and I made a new friend!”

“Did you?”

“Yup, his name is Ron, and we played monsters!”

“Oh! That’s always a fun game. Now, why don’t you change into some warm pajamas, and then, we can sit down and watch a movie with some dinner and hot cocoa?”

“Yay! Hot cocoa!” Regulus set Harry down, and he took off towards his room. Rounding the corner into the entrance hallway, James is flushed and rubbing his hands together.

“So, did you bundle up just as much as your son, or should I expect for you to push your freezing hands up my shirt if I come to hug you?” James chuckles as he looks up.

“I definitely didn’t wear enough clothes, and I most definitely will shove my hands up your shirt if you decide to hug me.” Regulus hums but walks forward anyway.

“Merlin,” Regulus exclaims after he grabs James’ hands, “You’re practically frozen to death!”

“Yeah, I definitely didn’t wear enough clothes this time.”

“Come on, you big oaf. Let’s get you warm.”

“Yeah, okay.” James shrugged out of his shoes and jacket before following Regulus to the living room. “I’m sorry for not dressing warmer.” Regulus huffed a laugh while re-entering the room.

“I’m not mad at you, chéri.”

“But we’ve talked about this before. I said I wouldn’t do it again.”

“James, love, I know. You don’t think about this kind of thing until you’re already cold or hungry or something along those lines. I’ll still love you through it. Every time. I promise.”

“Until this kind of thing gets me hurt.”

“Then we’ll deal with it, together, like we always do.” Regulus grasps James’ hands. “What’s really bugging you about this? You know that I don’t mind the ADHD. I never have.”

“What if I hurt Harry because of it?”

“Oh, James,” Regulus breathes, “you wouldn’t.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because your paternal instinct is stronger than anything else in your brain. It’s normal to feel like this. You have before and you will again. That’s a part of life.”

“I just don’t want to hurt him because of it.”

“You won’t.”

“Papa, Daddy! Did you start on hot cocoa without me?” Harry’s aghast question breaks the slightly solemn atmosphere in the living room. Regulus and James chuckle before pulling Harry up onto the couch with them.

“Never, petit soleil. That would be a great dishonor.”

“Good. Now, I want to watch Zootopia. Can we watch Zootopia?”

“Of course, we can, calabaza.”

“Yay!”

“I’m going to get started on dinner.” Regulus dropped a kiss to Harry’s forehead before standing. “Are you okay with that, chéri?”

“Mmm, oh, yeah,” James hums hesitantly. Regulus gently cups his face and examines him softly. “You’re only a few feet away. I’m okay.”

“Okay,” Regulus gently kisses James’ forehead before going to start on dinner.

[sweeterelease]

no me digas que no

jegulus microfic I tiny gift for @alexsays-no I wc: 867

James likes singing to him.

Everyone knows James Potter indulges in a little makeshift karaoke from time to time, most times, nearly every fucking day. Regulus can hear him in the shower, while cooking, working, cleaning, reading, he could really just be existing and still feel the need to hum or sing along to whatever song his mind has fixated on that week.

Regulus isn’t really sure he gets music the same way James does, he prefers his poetry written dry on paper, it grants him the power of bestowing his own sense to it rather than sticking solely with the one created by instrumental. Regardless, he can appreciate James’ soft voice humming into his ear, whispering lyrics like he’s confessing his crimes to Regulus, even when most fo the time he can’t understand a word serenaded to him.

“Oye mi amor, no me digas que no,” James’ low voice melts into the back of Regulus’ neck as his hands wrap around his torso, he’s slightly rocking them from side to side to the muffled soft rock melody coming from the living room.

Regulus has heard this song before, enough to actually recognize it. James’ music taste doesn’t shy away from that many genres, so he rarely finds himself obsessed with the same song twice, but this, Regulus knows, this is his song, —he suspects James has subconsciously assigned it to him— it’s the only one James always, always sings when it’s just the two them.

“…y vamos juntando las almas,” James follows, Regulus can feel the grin against his shoulder. His frame completely secured by the other’s larger one, it feels like home, always has.

Regulus turns off the water after he’s done rinsing his hands and walks over to the kitchen island where he left his cup of tea. James hangs from his back and waddles right behind him. After a quick sip, Regulus places the cup down and leans back to rest his head on James’ right shoulder. He feels light kisses flutter against his cheek.

“Hello,” Regulus offers.

“Hi love,” James replies, letting go of his sides just to reach for his hands on the counter.

“What’s this?”

James chuckles, “A hug?”

Regulus sinks into it, welcoming. The embrace feels content, almost overwhelmingly so, “You're happy.”

Another chuckle, “I am.”

They both know it’s genuine, he can feel his own body feed from James’ energy, “Anything in particular?”

“Just this, you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Potter,” Regulus laughs.

James is silent for a moment, pondering. And then Regulus feels a gentle nibble at his earlobe, “Right, I forget annoyance got us here .”

He laughs again. Regulus seems to just laugh whenever he’s with James, it was strange and confusing at first, now he rather likes it. Regulus frees one if his hands to lift it up by the other’s head, fingers curling around unruly hair. James continues rocking them back and forth to the music, serenading him again when the chorus comes.

“I know this song,” Regulus points out.

“Do you?,” James hums back.

“It’s the one you always sing,” —for me, he ends up not saying.

James makes a pleased affirmative noise, agreeing with him. And because Regulus is always right, he says, “Well, it’s kind of your song. In my mind, at least.”

I noticed. He thinks it’s adorable, but he’d like to know more about this recurrent tune, “What does it mean?”

A beat, “You know, for a native-level in french, you’re pretty shit at all the other romance languages.”

James must think he’s so funny, hilarious. Regulus huffs and turns his head just enough to glare at him.

“Excuse you? French is the superior one anyway.”

James lets out a proper cackle at that, head rolling back, “Not in a million years.”

“So, do you secretly hate me? Is that what the lyrics say?”

James hums again to the music, eyes creasing at the corners from the grin pulling at his cheeks, “Close guess.”

See, while Regulus does have an —justifiable, thank you— inclination for the french language, he thinks the rest of the romance languages aren’t that bad. At least spanish, which he recognizes in the song, can be quite similar to his mother tongue sometimes. Hence, Regulus gets a hint that the song isn’t about hatred at all.

“I secretly hate you, too,” he whispers, right by James’ ear.

“I know.”

Regulus’ gaze drops down to James’ smiling mouth, his lips look inviting, he wants to bite. “Not much of a secret now,” Regulus can feel his own lips stretch into a small smile too.

“Shame.”

James closes his eyes as the song reaches its climax, tightening his hold around Regulus while he sings along to the bridge.

Oye mi amor, no me digas que no, y vamos juntando los cuerpos…

Because Regulus is very much not pretty shit at other latin-derived languages, he catches the end of that last chorus. He also decides to obey.

Sue him, perhaps Regulus does like spanish, but he knows James rather enjoys french as well.

[ch0k3herwithaseaview]

@jegulus-microfic | feb 20 shiver | words: 864

yeah, so, someone said they would like a part 2 to this so i wrote it. i don’t know if it’s any good but here it is, hope y’all like it (also sorry for all the mistakes, english still isn’t my first language)

next part 👀

“He just stayed over for dinner, Sirius. It was a ‘thank you’ for helping me with Gigi” James repeated for what felt like a hundredth time.

“Oh, I know your ‘thank yous’. Don’t try to fool me, I haven’t met you yesterday” Sirius laughed through the phone. James was surprised his best friend didn’t get mad at him for spending the evening with said friend’s brother.

He was expecting the man to throw a tantrum about it, that’s why he called Moony and asked for Sirius as soon as Regulus left his flat with the dog.

“You know, it’s kind of your fault. Why would you leave your phone to your brother? If you hadn’t done that nothing would have happened!”

“So, something did happen?” James heard the cheeky smile even though he couldn't see it and simply groaned at the response he received. Sirius could be his best friend, who James loved dearly, but he could also piss him off like nobody else.

“Don’t change the subject, just- why did he have your phone? I really was terrified with the whole situation and as if it wasn’t enough I almost got a heart attack because you really didn’t have your phone and I didn’t know who got my address, and if they wouldn’t ki-“

“Okay, James, breathe” he heard from the other side. He did just that. “Now, stop spiralling. He had my phone, because I left it there on my way to the venue. He was fucking with you, you know how he is” Sirius explained calmly and James felt a little better. But then “While we’re on the topic of fucking-“

“I’m hanging up” his bestie just barked a laugh at that.

“Yeah, Reggie’s here anyways, I have to pester him now. Bye, love ya” and with that Sirius ended the call.

James breathed heavily and slumped into the couch. Excluding the Gigi incident, the evening was really nice - he and Regulus prepared the butter chicken together (using tofu instead of chicken since Reg doesn’t eat meat). They laughed at what the vet said about them not being good uncles to the dog and talked about their lives. James knew from Sirius that Regulus went to art school but still listened eagerly as the younger man talked about his latest project.

“You should come to the opening. I think you’ll like it” Regulus said midway through his dish. He also smirked when James started choking on his rice. After a moment he calmed down, whipping his face with a napkin.

“Yeah, of course, I’ll try to make it. When is it exactly?” he asked, pretending like nothing happened just seconds ago. Regulus laughed at him, sounding so very sweet again, and James tried to hide the small smile and blush that appeared on his face.

“Next Friday at 8” the black-haired man replied simply, going back to his meal. He looked so soft and peaceful sitting at the table, the older man felt a need to squish him tightly, because what the fuck - how can someone look so pretty?

With James’ internal crisis and Regulus’ quiet chewing they fell into a comfortable silence. It was new to James - usually, while eating with his parents and friends, it was very loud, everyone talking and laughing all the time. But it was nice - to just sit and enjoy a dinner together.

When they were finished Regulus took Gigi and said he’ll drop her off at Sirius’. James just thanked him again, walking the other man down the hall. When Regulus was out, he turned over his shoulder and smiled warmly.

“See you next Friday” he said and walked to the elevator. James didn’t even have a chance to reply as the younger man disappeared behind the metal door.

He took another deep breath and went to his bathroom, taking a quick shower and preparing to go to sleep. He was halfway through his skincare routine when his phone beeped. As always, he didn’t bother checking it while he’s having his alone time, but as soon as he laid his head on the pillow he opened the unread message.

Unknown

Sirius is fucking mad

Whatever he says to you - do NOT believe him

He’s delusional, I swear

It’s Regulus, by the way

James felt a pleasant shiver going down his spine. Regulus didn’t ask for his numer, but apparently took it from Sirius’ phone. Sneaky little thing he was.

James

didnt expect you to be not only a murderer but also a thief

and i know your brothers mad ive known him half my life

Reg

I’m not a thief, I’m THE thief

If I managed to steal your number maybe I’ll be able to steal some of your time ;)))

THAT MESSAGE WAS FILLED WITH SARCASM

James laughed at that.

James

yeah sure

you can steal as much of my time as you want

THAT MESSAGE WAS ABSOLUTELY NOT FILLED WITH SARCASM

The reply didn’t come right away. He could see the three dots appearing and disappearing every now and then, though. And when it finally came, James just smiled at it.

Reg

You’re being cheesy, please don’t act like that at the opening

[klarolinexluv]

what's it like to be pro-fascist? jegulus is fucking disgusting and you freaks need to get out of the fandom

Omg i was just thinking I’ve never gotten a hate comment before. It’s so ugly omg. Anyway. Call me a fascist all you want, I’m still going to ship Jegulus.

WHICH BTW SHIPPING SOMETHING DOESNT MAKE ANYONE OR ANYTHING A FASCIST. It’s like, what if I said I shipped Snily? Would you call me a fascist then? Because Snape was also a death eater. And Lily was not. MY POINT IS, shipping what you like doesn’t make you and anyone a fascist. It doesnt make you remotely anything. the only thing it does is make you fan of whatever the ship comes from, (marauders era, golden trio era, new gen, etc etc.) (Fuck JKR) OMG I HAVE ANOTHER EXAMPLE. would ypu call me a fascist for shipping drarry? Draco was a death eater. Harry was the fucking chosen one. Hell, maybe you dont ship drarry. dramione is just the same. shipping draco with anyone basically. the same as shipping regulus or barty or evan. AT THE END OF THE DAY, IT DOESNT MAKE YOU A FASCIST FOR LIKING A SHIP OR CHARACTER. just becaude this ship or character 'gets in the way' of YOUR otp, doesn’t mean that anyone who does ship/like them is anything inherrently bad (or a fascist.) Also, you kinda like, taking away the actual meaning of the word??? Like, there are some people who are actual fascists, sometimes I see people comment things like this and I think that you don’t even know the definition of the word.

Fascist: Fascism is a far-right form of government in which most of the country's power is held by one ruler or a small group, under a single party. Fascist governments are usually totalitarian and authoritarian one-party states.

In case you were wondering, supporting and like a character who was a death eater and supporting the death eaters ARE TWO VERY DIFFERENT THINGS. PLUS THE DEATH EATERS AND TOM RIDDLE WERENT EVEN THE GOVERNMENT IN POWER. Not to defend them or anything but sure they held alot of power but the Ministry still had more (though they did nothing with it the dumb fuckers).

My final point is… ship and love whatever ships and characters you want. Most people don’t give a shit, and those that do are just mindless adults who think they are better than everyone. (newsflash, fandom is always changing and evolving. Get over it). I think it’s wonderful to have so many ships and variation in our fandom, I love exploring all these rare pairs and reading about them.

Don’t let anyone say otherwise, your art, your writing, your love is yours and there are so many people out their that love it just the same as you. Don’t let those single minded haters get to you, they may seem like there is so many of them but in reality it’s probably just one person sitting behind an anon trying to force you out, don’t let them! What you’ve created, what you love is so beautiful and so uniquely you. I love you. I love your art, your fandom. I love you.

I ALSO WOULD LIKE IT KNOWN THAT I AM ALSO A JILY SHIPPER. I actually love jily, but have a preference for jegulus. So… it’s also things like this that make me love jegulus that much more, because honestly, I’m going to love something that people continuously tell me not to. That’s probably unhealthy but it’s true.

My page and inbox is always open for anyone and everyone, even fucking haters, come at me, I’ll rant, like I just did. Anyway- my inbox and direct messages are always open if anyone wanted to talk or had anything they wanted to say to me. (Be warned if you are hating on me I will take screenshots and I will share it with the public, your blog name and all <3)

I hope everyone’s has a lovely day, drink lots of water. I love you!

Live, laugh, love JEGULUS AND REGULUS FUCKING BLACK.

[veritas-scribblings]

lawyer - @jegulus-microfic - words: 784

The room is dark and cold. Grey concrete walls. Threadbare carpeting that may have once been white. The rug beneath his feet is worn where the table rests and the fluorescent lights are above are filled with dirt and dust and flicker sporadically.

James Potter sits opposite Regulus, hands folded atop the sheets of paper and photographs spread out on the table between them. There are parts of James that haven’t changed since school. His glasses still have thin squarish frames and sit a little bit too low on his nose, as they used to. His hair is still messy, flicked up at the back, as though it has never occurred to him to brush or style it. He still has that crooked, lop-sided grin. The same grin he used to give Regulus across the Great Hall. Across the soccer field. In the hallway between classes.

In the back of the Library where Regulus would tug him behind shelves no one ever visited, and they would steal a kiss. Quickly, so no one would see. 

But now, however many years later (five years, but who is counting), there’s something more weathered and solemn about James that says the world has started to wear him down. That the boyish, youthful optimism he used to have about himself has been dimmed ever-so-slightly.

‘You were there,’ James says.

‘I saw them,’ Regulus says, his voice tight and strained because the words are fighting against leaving his lips. ‘That night my brother ran away. I saw them, what they said to him, what they wanted him to do. To be. I was young, then. I couldn’t protect him then, because I was weak. But now…’

He had promised to stay quiet. To carry on as if it never happened. But he needs to say it. He needs to speak his truth. Needs James to know. Needs James to see him as he really is, complete with the darkness and the fractures and the wounds and the scars. 

All the things that James had, once upon a time, pretended weren’t there or pretended he could wash away, heal with kindness.

Barty will be broken, Regulus knows. But Regulus will say it anyway.

‘My father kept a gun in his office,’ Regulus says. He sounds distant even to himself, like he is submerged beneath water and the surface is far, far away. 

‘…so you had to retrieve it.’ Through the water that is the world, James stares at Regulus as though he is trying to communicate something with only his eyes. ‘For self-defence. Because you were frightened for your life. You were in imminent danger.’

‘I just wanted it to stop. I didn’t want to live like that anymore. Sirius got out, but—’ Regulus looks down at his hands, where he is picking at the skin around his nails. ’You have to understand about our family, that we’re a closed institution. A god-damned cult. They keep such a tight hold on all of us and I just—-I didn’t want to belong to anyone anymore. They wanted to sell me so I could be a breeding machine. A fucking human incubator. I didn’t, I wouldn’t let myself be owned anymore. I needed out.’

’So you were scared. You thought that you were in danger, right, Regulus? You needed to protect yourself. They would have killed you.’

‘They always thought I was weaker than Sirius. Loyal. That I don’t have a mind of my own.’ Above, the lights flicker and Regulus thinks that maybe he can hear them hum, feel it in his teeth, under his skin. Their sound a constant low-level vibration in the air. ‘I took the gun. Found them in the drawing room. He laughed at me, my father, and tried to make me give it to him…’

‘…so he came at you then, right, and you were scared,’ James leans across the table. ‘Come on, Regulus. He threatened your life. He didn’t give you any other choice.’

Regulus at the hands James has laid on his own. At James, who is watching him beseechingly. Regulus remembers loving those hands, which were always a little bit coarse because of the sports James would play. He remembers loving James, who had always thought that Regulus was more, was worth more, than he ever truly was.

‘You were scared,’ James repeats. ‘They threatened your life. You had to protect yourself.’

Regulus is scared now. He’s scared and he isn’t, because it’s all out of his hands, now. It’s out of his hands and it’s in James’s, those hands that Regulus remembers holding and loving. Four long years ago.

‘They threatened my life,’ Regulus whispers. ‘I didn’t have any other choice.’

[futurequibblerjournalist]

Thought this was a rosekiller/jegulus blog but tbh I'm living for the expansion lmfaoo ermm not to be super gross but since you're covering more characters.... What do u think theyre like? Like ur sex/ual hcs for them ykk you're basically undeafeated when it comes to sex takes

Anyway big fan 👍

I suppose I've mainly talked about rosekiller and a bit of jegulus but this really is an everything that crosses my mind blog!! I wish I'd blabbed about Snape's gang earlier lmaooo

Just know I'm considering making "you're basically undefeated when it comes to sex takes" part of my bio, it's been a while since I've laughed that much (I'm very flattered, thank you anon my beloved). Anyway, I'm not too sure if there are any specific characters you wanna hear anything about but I'll just do a handful and you can ask for anyone I might have missed, alright?

(Please keep in mind that some of these are more ship-based than others vnjfnbjg that's just how my brain works. Also idk if you just wanted to just know about the work but you're also getting the equipment iykwim nvjfnbjgb)

Barty: Around average, somewhat skinny, crooked to the right, uncut, a forest of wispy blonde hairs crawling up to his navel and slightly up his chest, four Jacob's ladder piercings (he's also got his nipples and navel pierced though that's slightly unrelated lol). Ass-wise Barty is concave, he's got negative ass, if you're looking for cake here you're gonna leave starving. Evan frequently complains about Barty's bony ass digging into him when he sits in his lap. The things this dude would do in bed,, whoosh. Let's just get it out there, I'm a bottom Barty truther BUT only when it comes to Evan. I think it took him a good while to get there too but I've already talked about that here! You know that audio of Pimento from Brooklyn99? That's Barty but in the bedroom lmao. I think he would be especially fond of biting, choking, spanking, anything with blood, orgasm denial and semi-public sex where Evan has to do everything he can to keep Barty from revealing their location. I wouldn't go as far as to say Barty's got an oral fixation but he loves to give a sloppy blowjob more than what's considered normal. He also gets incredibly horny when Evan comes home from the gym all sweaty and he’s a sucker for Evan spitting in his mouth. Also this is not necessarily a kink thing but I feel the need to let you guys know that Barty most definitely has given himself a blowjob just because he wanted to see if he could

Evan: Slightly above average, competing with beer cans regarding girth, veiny, uncut, nicely trimmed coarse and curly hairs travelling barely above his navel. For obvious reasons Evan’s kinks are gonna somewhat mirror Barty’s but I do think there’s certain things where it’s different. If Barty wants Evan to get hot and heavy real quick he’s gonna put himself on some medical examination table with all his limbs strapped down and let him hold a knife to his skin so Evan can fantasise about chopping him up while he fucks him or something vcbcjcnv people think Barty’s the truly fucked up one but Evan’s just more quiet about it. He loves watching Barty choke on his cock, pushing the limit on what he can take and I think he gets off on his boyfriend being built like a cotton bud because it means he can see himself through Barty no matter if he’s fucking his throat or his ass. Spanking is a big one for Evan too, he loves seeing colour spread on Barty’s freckly skin and he loves the way his own hand prickles and tingles afterwards. I think to Evan sex is more about exploration of the body than it necessarily is pleasure (at least his own pleasure) so I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s the kind of guy who doesn’t get off every time him and Barty gets down to it (I also know some people headcanon him as being on the asexual spectrum and this is my version of that lol)

Regulus: Prominent clit that pokes outwards, outie, curly dark hair that covers just about everything, small but perky breasts (carries the weight of his breasts fairly high on his chest). The fact that I struggled a bit with both Regulus and James is so funny to me cause I’m literally working on a smut fic about them rn. This may or may not end up slightly tainted by that,, oopsie. I don't think about them as much as everyone else actually jvnfjbng. Anyways! I think James and Regulus are one of those couples that think they’re kinky but then you look at rosekiller and they end up looking quite normal. He’s got a thing with making James earn access to his body. Like,, “make me see stars by eating me out and if you’re lucky I’ll let you fuck me” type shit. It’s a lot of vaginal sex with these two but there’s the occasional anal. There’s more of Regulus pegging James though. I think Regulus enjoys putting on a show for James or just like,, a show for himself. He will masturbate on the couch just in time for James to get home in hopes that he’ll catch him. James begging? Huge turn on. I think Regulus is really sensitive and it's not unusual that he gets teary-eyed from his pleasure

James: Around average, above average girth, uncut, somewhat trimmed thick dark brown hairs that reach below his navel. James “Mr Munch” Potter, ah yes. Now that’s a man with an oral fixation right there. Regulus certainly isn’t complaining, he’s finally putting his mouth to good use, but damn. Loves trying new positions even if some of them have earned a slap on the arm from Regulus because it was too stupid. Likes overstimulating Reggie to the point where his thighs quiver and he grins like an idiot whenever he manages to get him to squirt. And it would hardly be James Potter if he didn't have a huge praise kink now would it?? This might also be me furthering my dom-ish Regulus agenda a bit cause I think James would be a sucker for being bossed around a bit.

Igor: Above average (even for his height), girthy, veiny, circumcised, thick black hairs that travel past his navel and up to spread on his chest. I’m going to mention the dreaded nonchalant piss kink that's not really a piss kink but more of like a piss neutrality (he does not seek it out but if someone came to him with it he probably wouldn’t object and also I think he's got this same neutrality with a lot of other kinks actually now that I think about it) and then the real star of the show! Homeboy’s got an insane breeding kink. He’s actually awful. He’d love seeing Charity knocked up but he couldn’t be bothered to actually care for the kid probably. He also likes ripping clothes, like getting to rip a hole in Charity’s panties?? Or just straight up getting to rip them off of her? The pipe would be rumbling at that. I don’t think he’d generally be the kind of guy who goes out of the way to do hard work during sex so positions like lifting his partner (even though he definitely can) are rare. He’s a big fan of doggy style and if he can push his partner into the mattress by the back of their neck while they fuck that’s even better. He’s hit the jackpot if he ever gets woken up via blowjob or if he can just turn around in bed, lift a leg and continue where he left off the day prior.

Aurora: Innie, shaves most of the time save for a thin stripe of hair that travels all the way up her navel (does not shave her body hair in general), above-average breast size (carries the weight of her breasts further down on her chest). I'm still developing her so I might change/add to this at some point, but I think the main thing for Aurora is that she wants to do things "how they're supposed to be done". She's got this vision of what sex is supposed to be and unless her partner introduces her to something else with thorough instruction I think sex is going to be fairly vanilla for her and I don't think she'd care much for it. I think instruction in general is pretty important for her and I think someone more dominating in the bedroom would make a lot of sense for her. I could see her being into lingerie or like,, making herself look nice for her partner. Also, I'm not sure if I see this as like,, a kink, but I do think Aurora appreciates somewhat odd features. It's not just "oh nice tits, great ass" with her, she thinks hands are pretty but she'd also compliment her partner on the way their collarbones look or the way their spine blends into the low of their back. She's giving big observer and I think she gets very quiet during sex outside of like,, sounds of pleasure. I could also see her as someone who'd enjoy those really horny audiobooks/erotic novels etc as a step in her discovery of what she enjoys

Edmund: Slightly below average, medium girth, hooked and slightly crooked to the left, circumcised, completely shaved (possibly waxed) everywhere except his armpits. I think I've mentioned this before but Edmund is the kind of guy who would consider himself to be so much better than everyone else over the fact that he's not into women because he's like,, saving himself and all that stuff but in reality he's just got no understanding of his own sexuality. His dislike of women does not help him either and to say the man struggles when with his wife would be an understatement (they still end up with two kids so you know, he got there in the end but oh boy was it an uphill climb). When it comes to his homosexuality much is left unexplored and he considers a kiss or some handholding (in that context) something he needs to wave his face over. One of his major problems with sex is also that it's messy. He is a shower instantly, strip the bed right after kind of guy. I think he's very slow to explore what he likes as well (I'm still debating whether or not the guy even wanks). He's probably very soft at first and very careful both for his own sake and for his partner's sake. I think he's a big condom user but if he doesn't he's 100% a it goes inside kind of guy because "that contains the mess". He's also oddly aroused by compliments on his slim figure. I've not thought about him in like,, a super sexual context cause I think it takes him a lot to get to a point where he indulges in sex he actually enjoys tho,, maybe I should do some more thinking about him sometime.

I THINK that's all I've got for now but whoosh,, it still took me a few days to figure this out lol. There are definitely some that have more stuff I need to flesh out for some of these characters but yeah njfnjbfgb here you have it. I hope I don't lose my crown of being undefeated when it comes to sex takes jvnfjbng

[murderoushagthesequel]

James' Dinosaurs

from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, tender (233 words)

this one is just silly and cute :) a little morning themed one for your mornings! (more or less... it'll be morning for me)

“James, stop playing with your food, we’re in public,” Regulus sighs. He and James are at a 24 hour diner, eating dinner at 6 in the morning after a particularly rough shift. Regulus argued that it’s really breakfast at that point, but James insisted they were getting dinner after work, and Regulus gave in, as he always does to James. James drops his food and looks up at Regulus pouting.

“But Reggie! They’re dinosaur chicken nuggets! I need to let them live a happy and fulfilled life before I viciously murder them.” Regulus knows James is being dead serious but he finds himself laughing anyway. James huffs, crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat. “Whatever, go back to eating your boring old chicken tenders.”

“I’m sorry, love, let your dinosaurs live their happy little lives,” Regulus says. James shakes his head.

“Don’t ‘love’ me. You’re sleeping on the couch when we get home, mister.” James threatens him, but there’s a glint in his eye Regulus knows means he’s lying. After an exhausting night like their last one, they just fall into bed together and cling to each other as long as they possibly can.

“Okay then,” Regulus sighs, returning to his food. James seems pleased and continues coming up with life stories for each and every one of his chicken nuggets. Regulus sits back and smiles. God, he loves that man.

[itsjaywalkers]

babe i miss ur rants like crazy so if u have any rant that needs to be indulged this is me indulging u <3333

this actually made me so soft.. i didn't know there was someone who enjoyed my rants so much.. i always feel kinda annoying.. i'm giving u the biggest forehead kiss in the world nonnie YOU'RE THE BEST

this being said . well

lately i've been thinking a lot about this band au i don't know if i'll ever write or if it'll just stay in my head, bc when i first started reading fanfiction i was OBSESSED with band aus and even tho i'm not that into them anymore . they make me feel very nostalgic and happy so i was like u know what . i should come up with my own. AND THAT'S WHAT I DID!!

anyways it's a dual pov, james and lily's!! they used to date, and since james is the lead singer in a very popular band, they were the it couple back then, everyone was fucking obsessed with them, said they were Perfect, peak romance, they wanted what they had etc etc. lily even sang with him sometimes when the band went on tour, bc she has a beautiful voice and all the fans kept pushing for her to join the band and sing all the ballads with james etc

but then . all of a sudden . she disappeared . not literally, you know, she just fucking ran away, without telling a single soul. she didn't even leave a letter to james, or maybe remus, who was one of her best friends. james was devastated, the band was devastated, the whole world was devastated. they went on hiatus for a lil before coming back with a very different vibe and since then . well . no one talks about lily evans . reporters try to bring her up every now and again bc they're nosy fuckers but james goes all stiff and his replies become stilted (even if still perfectly professional)

flashforward to . when the story actually starts . a new band has just debuted and it's rising to fame concernigly quick and james remus sirius and peter are going Crazy bc they feel a bit threatened and also oh would u look at that?? if it isn't sirius' estranged brother in the flesh!! playing the drums for this stupid band who's trying to compete with them!!

and if that wasn't enough !! lily finally returns to their lives............... she's also making a debut but as a soloist.............. and she's very Different from the lily they remember................... her songs are loud and aggressive and filled with resentment and very obviously about james and their relationship and james' friends. she's mean and bold and witty and everyone is Wondering if there was more to her disappearance than what they thought

it'll be jegulus and bartylily <3 and one of the reasons why idk if i'll ever write it it's bc one of the reasons why lily left is that she got pregnant and she didn't want it so she aborted and . we all know how this fandom gets about lily and motherhood lmao

anyways one of the scenes that's been plaguing my mind is this one that happens after lily and barty have started sleeping together and spending more and more time in each other's presence!! they're in barty's flat and barty wakes up at some point in the middle of the night just to discover he's alone in bed. so he wakes up and finds lily sitting at the kitchen table, notebook open, pen in hand and humming under her breath. he hugs her from behind and sees she's writing something new and they talk a lil, bicker some and tease even more, and then barty tells her she should write a song about him and stop dissing that stupid ex bf of hers bc it's getting old. lily laughs and asks him if he wants a cheesy love song and barty cackles and shakes his head and says that he'd rather have one of her dissing songs, bc they're fun and likes it when she gets all mean. besides, the press wouldn't believe her if she wrote something nice or sweet about him bc barty is always getting into scandal after scandal

lily does end up writing a song about barty, dissing him (affectionately except ppl don't know that) and when she first performs it live, she does so while just wearing one of barty's shirts and barty laughs the whole time while sporting the biggest heart eyes known to mankind

[ashleigghh]

Day 13- mistletoe. Jegulus, 433 words.

James Potter was a man known for his romantic tendencies. He had a love for love and that was made clear by his actions. For example, for Valentine's Day, he filled Regulus’ car with deep red Dahlias, despite preferring roses as a romantic gesture, simply because they were Regulus’ favourite. That wasn’t even all he did but if we listed everything we’d be here for a long time. 

So, it came as no surprise to anyone that he draped mistletoe all over their home during the festive season. Any place that could have something hung was adorned with mistletoe from the 1st December till whenever Regulus finally persuaded him to take it down (this usually came with a reassurance that James could kiss him anytime he wanted anyway)

During this time, James took full advantage of the rules, kissing Regulus under every piece.

“James,” Regulus laughed, leaning into yet another kiss, “I’m not going to get anything done at this rate,” James hummed, kissing him as they passed under another piece,

“That’s the plan.” The two of them are barely kissing at this point, smiling too much for it to count. James had put the mistletoe up today while Regulus was at work, and from the moment he came home, he had been trailed throughout their flat, barely able to take three steps without a kiss. 

“Honestly, they should let us spend the whole month like this,” James grabs Regulus’ face with both of his hands, the warmth bringing a blush to his skin, and leans their foreheads together, “Like for my health, I don’t think I’d survive without this.” 

“You’re very dramatic, you know that right, Potter?” James laughs gently, keeping their position, soaking in the moment 

“Back to last names, you wound me, Potter” They weren’t technically married yet, but James had taken to calling his boyfriend Regulus Potter, it meant he didn’t have to carry the weight of his memories as much and allowed James to get giddy with the love he felt for Regulus every time he said it. 

“I’m sure you’ll live,” James hums thoughtfully, his hands having moved down to Regulus’ waist, swaying them gently in the hall

“Maybe. If you kiss me,” 

“And why would I do that?” 

“Because you love me,” You can tell by hearing James’ voice that he’s smiling, but Regulus has the pleasure of seeing how bright and beautiful he looks when he smiles.

“That I do,” Regulus responds, wrapping his arms behind James’ neck, and pulling him down to kiss him. They don’t even notice they’re not actually under any mistletoe.

[addisonstars]

"trick or kiss"

written for day 17 of october for @jegulus-microfic with the prompt "trick"

689 words!

James came up to Regulus and said “trick or treat!” with a huge goofy grin on his face. Regulus rolled his eyes; however, he couldn’t help but laugh. He handed James a handful of candy, even though he was supposed to save it for the kids later. 

“Jamie, stop eating all the candy babe, we have actual trick-or-treaters coming later to our door. We’ve already been through half of the two bags we bought for tonight, thanks to you.” Regulus pretends to be upset, but really, he can’t be when it comes to James. 

James frowns. “Are you saying I’m not an actual trick-or-treater? How dare you!” James says, mock offended. 

In his defense, he is dressed up like one. He was wearing his old Hogwarts robes from a long time ago. Regulus suggested he burn them, as Regulus had done with his, but James was a sentimental bloke and couldn't bear the thought of getting rid of them. It may have been 10 sizes too small, but James didn't care. It may have looked a little goofy on James, but again, he didn’t care. 

Regulus supposed that's what he liked about James. James had enough care for everything and everyone, but never when it came to himself in negative ways. He didn’t care that he was married to a guy, wearing a childish costume, and had a personality unlike the sun; he just went through life living and loving every moment of it. 

Regulus kisses James briefly on his lips before returning to the task at hand. It was still light outside, so the kids - or adults - were not quite prowling the streets yet but would be soon. James ate a piece of the candy that he had gotten earlier and smiled. 

“I had forgotten how good dark chocolate was, we never have any in the house.” he says, after he finished the piece. 

Regulus groaned. “That's because it’s nasty.” 

“You take that back, dark chocolate is the finest stuff there is. It’s not less concentrated like milk chocolate is, and it isn't that fake stuff they call white chocolate.” 

Regulus scoffed. “I enjoy my ‘less-concentrated chocolate’, thank you very much.” 

“Whatever.” James says, and then grabs the bucket to scout for some more dark chocolate. 

“James.” Regulus pulls the bucket out of his grasp, shoo-ing him away

“I know I know,” he concedes. He moves around back into the kitchen, his robes swishing as he moves. He comes back with a couple pieces of the stuff. “That’s why I stashed away some for later,” he smiles sheepishly. 

Regulus sighs, but smiles at it. Of course he did. 

“I didn’t want to have to deplete it this early though, I’ll have to remedy that sooner than later.” He thinks thoughtfully. 

“Just stay out of this bucket, I can’t have any more disappearing, otherwise I’m sending you out to get some more tonight. I want to make sure the kids have enough.” He says, looking down at the bucket. 

James moves over to where Regulus is looking a little too intently down at the bucket. 

“Reg, honey, the kids will have enough. I’ll even give some of my stash away if I have too.” He moves his hand to grab Regs’ chin gently and guide it up to where their eyes meet. “Don’t worry about it.” He leans it, nose nuzzling nose. 

Regulus dips his head to meet James in a kiss. His kisses always manage to sweep him off his feet, instantly wanting to bend over backwards for the other. He supposes that's what love is. They stay connected like that for a minute, mindful that everyone can see them through the windows on the side of the door they are standing right beside. 

Regulus hears rustling sounds, and picks up on the sound of candy being rifled through. “James,” Regulus starts. 

James pulls his hand back, mockingly innocent. “Just one piece?” he asks with a puppy dog face on. And how could Regulus ever say no to that precious face of his. He reluctantly hands him a piece of candy, and James repays him with a kiss. 

not me posting todays only like an hour before the day ends lmao! anyways, have a great day lovelies <3

-a.s.

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Here's a lil Jegulus tickle fic based off of this fanart

First of all this art is AMAZING I died when I saw it but unfortunately it it not mine but credit goes to @industrationss who made, I love it

UGH I CANT GET OVER THAT ART

But anyway hope you enjoy ^^

Also this is in the perspective (??) That they are living together after hogwarts

James was sitting at the kitchen reading the news paper. It was substantially smaller due to the fact that James had throw away half of it because that half was full of drama about Regulus leaving the Black family like Sirius.

James didn't want Regulus to wake up to that especially on such a bright, warm Sunday. It always bummed Reggie out that his family sucked and that he couldn't have had a normal childhood instead of all this. But James did his best to keep Regulus looking on the bright side of things

James looked up when he heard stumbling footsteps coming from across the apartment. He looked blissfully tired, his hair only slightly messy and only wearing boxers. He rubbed his eyes yawning while making his way blearily to the coffee maker.

James couldn't help but smile at Regulus' sleepy state. He was in his cutest form when he just woke up. Regulus turned to look at James, coffee in hand. He smiled a soft smile, raising an eyebrow when he caught James staring.

"Like what you see?" He asked in his morning voice which was a bit deeper than he regular voice.

James blushed, eyerolling. James opened up his arms for a hug. He had always been touchy person, so hugs were big in this house. Regulus didn't mind, he was pretty touch starved. Regulus set down his coffee before walking over and letting James hug his stomach.

He felt Regulus rub his shoulders and back, leaning into him. James turned and pressed a kiss to his stomach. He pressed another to the side of his belly. And then a third to the other side.

"Jahames.." Regulus giggled now starting to squirm.

"Hm?" James asked looking up.

Regulus looked away from the eye contact his whole face turning a glowing red. While Regulus was distracted James took the advantage to press three more kisses to his belly. Regulus squealed now leaning away from James but James had his arms wrapped around him trapping him.

"Nohoho!" Regulus laughed while he shook James' shoulders with his hands. James didn't budge but merely continued kissing Regulus' belly sometimes throwing in some small raspberries to hear his squeal.

"Jahahames! I- noho! Stohohop EEK-" Regulus squealed when James kissed a particularly sensitive spot on his lower tummy next to his belly button.

"Ohoho, what have we got here~?" James teased grinning up at his boyfriend.

"Jahahames- n-no, stop- nonononO PLEHEHEHEASE!!" Regulus threw his head back in laughter as James blew a raspberry on the sensitive spot making Regulus lose his mind.

James gave a light kiss to the spot once he finished before just admiring Regulus in his giggly state. James smiled at him before pulling him into a hug so that Regulus was basically in his lap. He rubbed up and down his back to help rid of the left over giggles.

James kissed the side of Regulus' head squeezing him in a comforting way. Regulus sighed letting his head rest on James' shoulder.

Regulus got James back later for his coffee being cold but James didn't care.

Hope you liked it, it's a little repetitive but I'm working on it okay

Have a great day, ty for reading ♡

[floralembarrassment]

oh great and wonderful god of jegulus raising harry, pls tell me..how they would handle seeing dead harry in the battle of hogwarts and harry didn’t tell them anything abt his plan!!

To tell you the truth I started reading this request, joy filled because of the ego pumping (thank you for that btw it's much appreciated) and then I actually laughed out loud (cackled) because come on!!!!!! A little bit ish part 2 to Kings Cross.

For you anon, with love ❤️

Birds Eye View (1/1) (jegulus | post-jegulus Harry)

James and Regulus don't always watch from above, but they have never watched over their son more in these past few months. They know their son didn't start it, didn't want it, but ultimately they knew he was destined to end it.

So they watch, together, always hovering within inches of each other. They get to be close here, now. So nothing stops them.

They are glued to Harry's every movement, focused since they sent him back to reality. To live, to fight or flee it didn't matter, but they both knew it wasn't his time just yet.

James and Regulus hold a shared breath and Harry' consciousness wakes up in his rightful place.

"Is that little shit pretending to be dead still?" Regulus huffed as he watched his cousin move to check on Harry.

"Reg, you can't call him that," James said but he was laughing.

"I can when he's acting like it! I just told him that I didn't want him back here until he was older than Dumbledore. You heard me say it right? You really think Narcissa Malfoy is about save my son? MY BOY? God why does it always come down to the love of a Black that none of us have," Regulus rolled his eyes but began to pace anxiously.

James reached out to put an arm around him. "Regulus, darling, you can't pretend that you don't know how to love anymore. You haven't been able to for 17 years now because you actually died out of love that was so strong he lived," James said.

"Oh don't you start with me-," Regulus began. He froze and his eyes went wide. James doing the same thing. "What did she just say?" Regulus asked, stunned.

"I think she said he's dead... why would she say that?" James questioned.

"Oh no, no no no, he got my planning stupidity too didn't he," Regulus muttered.

"Oh so I can't bring up love but you get to bring up the cave? Come on Reg, give him more credit than that." James chastised but the fondness was clear.

Regulus sighed and took James hands. They continued to watch the battle unfold, but now it was just a procession, led by Voldemort toward the castle.

"Of course Tom is going to do a speech," Regulus remarked. If James didn't know better, he would be concerned that Regulus' eyes were about to roll right out of his head. James squeezed Regulus a little tighter.

After a few moments of silence between them, Regulus laid his head on James' shoulder.

"What if he actually dies James? He deserves so much more than this... so much more than the life Dumbledore decided for him," Regulus spoke, his voice soft and aching for the destiny his son was bound to fulfill.

"Well, he will have done everything he could. And we will love him here, and be proud of him here. I know, though I do. I want him to have time, time to grow and love and move forward, time we didn't get, time to be Harry... just Harry." James whispered back.

He pressed a kiss to Regulus' cheek but then was quickly smacked on the arm. And then again and again. "Ow Regulus why are you-" he started, and then realized that Harry had just jumped from Hagrid's arms.

"Oh that little bugger," James chortled shaking his head.

Regulus gripped James' arms. Nails digging in but James didn't mind. It's not like it would hurt him much here anyway.

"He's actually going to do it, oh Merlin," Regulus muttered, mostly to himself. Keeping hope alive within him.

And well, there was only silent but happy tears that rolled down their faces as they watched their son walk away from Hogwarts. Walk away from a fight he never should have had to fight. From a fight he was always going to fight. And one in which they were glad he was able to fight better than them.

James breathed finally, and whispered right into Regulus ear as he kept him tight in his arms from behind. "Lots more time Reg. He's getting lots more time..."

[risetherivermoon]

How To Not Die Young - Chapter 27

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"The shirt he bought with his friends, the polaroids from a few days ago that Dorcas took while they were all hanging out at Evan’s house, the necklace that Sirius got him for his 13th birthday, all of the notes that James has given him, his favorite book, his journal. He stuffs it all into a bag, that he hides beneath one of his floorboards that is loose and comes off. He hides it all and stands."

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“Are you sure?”

“I've never been more sure, Regulus.”

“James- we shouldn't.”

“Just let me, once, please.”

“No, I'll cry about it, please Jamie just put it out of it’s misery.” Regulus puts a hand over his eyes as James laughs.

“Oh come on! It's just a spider!” James laughs a bit more as Regulus looks over. The spider is in his hand and Regulus yelps, backing away more.

“JAMES!”

“OKAY OKAY I’M PUTTING IT OUTSIDE!!” James brings it to the open window in the classroom and lets it out. He brushes his hands together a bit and sighs. “We okay now?”

“Still think you should've killed it.” James frowns.

“But everything deserves to live, even spiders.” He says. Regulus groans.

“Sometimes I highly doubt that logic.” He pauses. “Scratch that, most times I highly doubt that logic.” James pouts a little and walks over to Regulus, pushing himself up to sit on one of the desks. “Anyway, what were you saying before…we were rudely interrupted.”

“I quite like the spider actually…�� He grumbles a little. “But yes! Remus and Sirius aren't doing good apparently.”

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jegulus!

dont let this bit fool you this is one of the most heartbreaking chapters yet!

i swear i love these characters

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