#happy jegulus

[fiasco95]

Sirius: Regulus got arrested at 2 in the morning. Guess who he called?

Sirius: Oh, James? His fiancé, logical choice right? No.

Sirius: Oh? Then, me. His brother, the most obvious choice at this point! No.

Mary: I’m confused, who the fuck did he call then?

Sirius, pointing at Remus: Him. And they got maccies right fucking after!! Instead of letting James and I know!

Regulus, nodding: Brother-in-law.

Remus, nodding back: Brother-in-law.

[pads-and-prongs]

jegulus + singing headcanons? :D

ofc !!

James definitely sings literally all the time. In the shower, while walking around hogwarts, while cooking, etc. his voice is horrible but regulus loves hearing it because James is always so happy when he sings!

on the other hand, regulus took intense singing lessons as a kid so he isn’t the huge fan of it despite having a gorgeous voice. The first time he sings in front of James he’s cooking and singing a soft little song under his breath and James is like ‘oh em gee I am going to marry this man’

thank u for the ask love <33

[snarky-magpie]

(This fic is my answer to all the stories where either Regulus or James dies, I suppose. They are happy, healthy, and alive, dammit. And raising Harry together. Thanks for coming to my TED talk.)

 Afterwards, they lie entwined in each other’s arms, exhausted and sated, trading soft kisses and nonsensical endearments and cementing the tie that binds them together. 

It’s already stronger than iron, but Regulus figures that adding another layer to the foundation of their relationship can never hurt. His whole body feels loose and heavy, filled to the brim with magma spreading through his veins and pooling inside his chest. The warm puff of James’ breath tickles the side of his neck, and James’ arm rest casually slung across his chest. A sense of calm settles over Regulus. A certainty of sorts. He’s sure there are other realities where he and James never met. Or where they met, and their relationship turned toxic. Where they fought and broke up. Where they died in accidents or from illnesses. Realities where they kept passing each other like ships in the night. Realities where they weren’t meant to be. So he’s grateful, infinitely grateful, that in this one, they met, fell in love, and built a family together. Even if it took them a while to reach this point. Maybe especially because it took them a while to get here. It means that Regulus can appreciate the full scope of his luck and never take it for granted. 

Drowsiness wraps its heavy limbs around his brain, and he’s two breaths away from falling asleep when a child’s voice comes from behind the door.

“I think the monster’s back.” 

Next to him, James stirs. “Sounds like a job for you, Reggie. You’re the monster slayer in the family now.” 

“Is this how it’s gonna be from here on out? You pawning off everything you don’t feel like dealing with on me?” 

“Yeah.” James lets out a sleepy chuckle. “Last chance to change your mind.” 

“No way, Potter.” 

[slytherinhousehoe13]

I truly believe that the Marauders played 'We We Will Rock You' before their quidditch game. Then they played 'We Are The Champions' after they had won at the after party.

[syrcinus]

Maybe in another life, things would be different.

[garforprongs]

sum domestic jegulus ☕️☀️

[marauders-bs]

regulus says "i love stargazing," looking at the stars

james says "i love stargazing," looking at his star

[courfee]

christmas season at the wolfstar flat

[until-the-house-shakes]

Sirius: So Prongs.. when are you asking me to be your best man?

James: oh.. uh… about that.

Remus: I’m his best man.

Sirius: HUH???

James:… yeah. I uh

Sirius: IM YOUR BEST MATE! BEEN SO FOR YEARS AND THIS IS HOW I GET TREATED? AM I AT LEAST A GROOMSMAN?

James:.. not mine?

Sirius: What??

Regulus: oh for fucks sake. I want you to walk me down the aisle and be my best man.

Sirius: *tearing up* R-really???

[mlattegirl]

My new headcannon is that James talks in his sleep and that’s how everyone finds out he’s dating Regulus.

It starts with Remus and his wolf hearing when James is napping and Remus is in the bathroom.

Lily, Mary and Marlene find out together when James falls asleep while playing cards with them in the common room. He wakes up to Mary laughing and Marlene passing Lily a couple galleons - they don’t tell him why.

Then it’s Pete, who got up in the middle of the night for a glass of water and comes back to James curled around a pillow mumbling something that sounds a lot like Reggie please. He casts a silencing spell and draw his curtains.

Sirius is the last because he sleeps like the dead and James is always up before him. But Sirius has a nightmare the night after a full so he has to crawl into bed with James. After hearing James say “Reg baby right like that” in his ear, he realizes there are worse things than nightmares about Walburga.

[fiasco95]

Peter: Wait- so that’s James’ jacket??

Regulus: Yes??? There’s literally the letter ‘P’ on it. Where in merlin’s name would there be a ‘P’ in my name?!

James, walking past: In ‘Potter’ when we get married.

Regulus:

Peter:

The entirety of Hogwarts:

(Regulus hyphenates their names.)

[murderoushag]

awww

Random things about Regulus that James loves:

>His lips. (They’re just so soft and kissable).

>His hand writing. (Regulus writes in cursive, where James writes in a weird mix of both. It’s just so curvy and neat).

>How he knows just the most random pieces of information. And how he can just slip them into conversation at will.

>How he becomes more sensitive around him, but just him.

>His intelligence.

>The way he never makes James feel dumb.

>The fact he never has matching socks.

>His cheeks. (James can make Regulus flush super easy).

>His shoulders. (They’re covered in freckles).

>His sense of style.

>His love for super obscure parts of courses. Like in herbology, he loved learning about what plants are used in making wands. Or in potions, he liked learning about really miscellaneous potions.

>How mad he gets when James gets himself injured in some way. (It’s because he cares).

>How deeply and throughly he cares. Even if he doesn’t show it.

>How much he gets into any quidditch game he plays. He will openly support Gryffindor, even if he’s playing against them. (He’ll wear James’ scarf when Gryffindor is playing a team which isn’t his).

>His love for holding his hand.

>His love for cats. He could own twenty cats if he could.

>The way he hugs. Tight and snug. Sometimes Regulus will hug him from behind, wrap his arms around his stomach and rest his head on his shoulder. And if Regulus had his way, he’d hug James and never let ago.

>The fact he’ll doodle ‘r.a.b’ on his hand until his hands and wrists are covered,

>His eyelashes. His eyes in general. A crystal clear sort of grey which makes his eyes almost look like gemstones.

>How he will always listen. He never tells him to shut up because he doesn’t want to listen. Never says he’s too much. Makes him feel like all he is is more than enough.

>How secretly sensitive he is.

>How protective he is over the people he cares about. (James can’t number the amount of arguments which nearly turned onto fully fledged fights).

>How he notices things nobody else does.

>The letters he writes to him.

>The fact he steals his jumpers and thinks James doesn’t notice.

>The way he likes to play and just hold James’ fingers when he’s tired.

[my-castles-crumbling]

"I love you," James says at age sixteen, truth and nervousness dripping from every word. "No you don't," Regulus mumbles, disbelieving and full of self-hatred.

"I love you," James says at age seventeen, confidence and adoration clear in his tone. "No you don't," Regulus replies, a small smile dancing across his features before he says the words back.

"I love you," James says at age eighteen, desperation causing his voice to fray. "No...you don't," Regulus murmurs, hands shaking, pulling his sleeve back to reveal the skull and snake seared into his arm.

[pages-and-1nk]

“Oh look at this very inclusive fandom based around Harry Potter’s dead parents and their friends. This seems like a great place for me!” I says with joys.

I was then shot 57 times.

[bradleysass]

Wait - @into-the-jeggyverse - wc: 364

James Potter was tired.

Not physically—he had plenty of energy to go for a run or play a pickup game of football if the opportunity presented itself. No, James was emotionally exhausted.

Tired of waiting. Tired of mixed signals. Tired of pretending like this was enough.

Regulus Black was brilliant, beautiful, and a walking contradiction. He texted James at odd hours, pulled him in like he couldn’t stand the distance between them, then pushed him away just as fast. He would agree to dinner and cancel at the last minute. He would disappear for days, then show up at James’ doorstep at two in the morning, looking like he hadn’t slept, pressing a desperate kiss to James’ lips before they stumbled inside.

James had let it slide. He had told himself it was just the way Regulus was. Skittish. Hesitant. Scared, maybe. He thought that if he gave it time, Regulus would come around, would realize that they could be something real.

But time had passed, and James was still waiting.

So when Regulus’ name flashed across his phone screen that night, James hesitated before answering. He already knew how this would go.

“Hey,” Regulus’ voice was smooth as ever, but James knew that tone. It was the voice Regulus used when he wanted something, when he was trying to slip past James’ defenses.

“Reg,” James sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Are you calling to cancel again, or is this a different kind of call?”

There was silence. A beat too long. James could hear the way Regulus’ breath hitched, just slightly.

“James, I—”

“No,” James cut him off, tired of skirting around the truth. “I need to know, Reg. I’m tired of waiting to figure out what we’re doing.”

Another silence, but this one was heavier. James could almost picture Regulus, brows furrowed, lip worried between his teeth.

Regulus had always been careful. Always guarded. James knew why—years of expectation and pressure, a family that had taught him love was conditional, that being vulnerable meant being weak. But James couldn’t be the only one trying.

“I care about you,” Regulus said finally, his voice quieter. More real. “I do.”

[nightoftheldead]

he is THE dad moms try to impress during kindergarten pick up (since reggie does most of the drop offs lol) harry is an amazing older brother ! (of two actually, still working on the marylily one)

anyways meet mia! my jegulus fanchild bc why the f not :]