#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.” 

[outromoony]

[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

[ohmycuckoo]

J.F.P

I have a caffeine deficiency, would you send me one ko-fi? 👀

[g3othermal3scapism]

i think one of my hottest jegulus takes is that james DOES NOT get jealous. like at all. he’s just too confident for that. he thinks its hilarious when other people flirt with regulus, cus its all in good fun and he is so confident in his deepest soul that he is reg’s favorite. he and sirius watch moonwater interactions from afar and he giggles while sirius absolutely seethes

[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.)

[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.

[outromoony]

Happy birthday to James Fleamont Potter, who has an ego the size of a lake, but a heart to match it.

[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.