#jegulus fanfiction

[chaserofstars11]

jegulus is so “as sick as it sounds, i loved you first” coded.

evidence

regulus: i loved you first, before you ever thought of me as more than a friend.

james: i loved you first, before i ever thought of you as an enemy.

im not crying, you are

[lulublack90]

Prompt 15 - Loyalty

@jegulus-microfic January 15, Word count 471

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He settled back against James, revelling in the way Sirius’s eye twitched when he did it, but also because James made him feel safe and, being a snake in the belly of the lion, he needed all the safety he could get.

“So last week, Professor Sprout was complaining about a sudden influx of garden snails in her greenhouses. So, I snuck down after everyone was in bed and collected a few. They’ve been living in a box under my bed while I figured out what to do with them.”

“And you decided, what, an Engorgio charm, and I’m guessing Protego Maxima or some sort of extension of that, was the right thing to do with them?” Regulus drawled boredly. He knew his deductions would drive Sirius mad, and the way he said it would completely enrage him.

“Yeah, alright, clever clogs,” Sirius said in a mocking voice. “You may have figured out the majority of it, but no one else has,” Regulus went over what he knew about the snails and in a second he figured out the missing piece of the puzzle.

“Oh, and a velocity spell to increase the snail's speed,” Sirius grumbled something under his breath and a sly smile spread across Regulus’s lips. He’d guessed everything, much to his brother's annoyance.

“Hey, look, the snails are out on the grounds,” Peter called excitedly from the window. 

They swarmed the windows, peering down at the ground and watched at least a hundred enormous snails making their way towards the trees. They watched McGonagall, Flitwick and Slughorn, shoot spell after spell at them until they all vanished into the forest.

“Well, that was fun,” Sirius said cheerily. “So, I’ve held up my side of the bargain; now you can explain why you and Prongs are holding hands,” Regulus’s smirk returned. 

“I said I might tell you, and after all that I don’t feel like it,” He squeezed James’s hand to get his attention. “Shall we go back down to our room?” Regulus asked sweetly. James looked between the two brothers, but when Regulus reached up on his tiptoes and kissed his cheek, Regulus saw the moment James decided to go with him. 

“Sorry, Pads,” James looked at Sirius with the saddest eyes Regulus had ever seen. He felt his heart break a little, he didn’t like James looking like that at all. He’d make it up to him.

Regulus dug James’s cloak out of his bag and unfolded it.

“So much for loyalty, Prongs,” Sirius spat as Regulus and James disappeared under the cloak. A flash of light shot out of the spot they disappeared from, hitting Sirius square in the chest. Sirius’s arms and legs locked to his sides as the full-body binding curse hit him. He toppled over backwards as the dorm room door slammed shut. 

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[notenoughdramaaa]

Yesterday, I got the results from the poll, and guess what: A Bed by Any Other Name won! I just dropped the first chapter. It was a close call, with Wonderwall leading at first, but in the end, it seems people preferred a bit of Marcel Proust over anything else, not that I’m judging, I do too!

Also, I realized the title might sound a bit... suggestive, It’s not that kind of fic. There’s no sexual content at all. The title is actually a play on the line “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet” from Romeo and Juliet. Juliet says this to Romeo to express that she doesn’t care about his last name—she loves him for who he is, not what he’s called. Similarly, the idea in my fic is that it doesn’t matter to James who Regulus parents are, he’s in love with him, no matter what.

There’s also a double meaning: Regulus, struggling with his illness, feels trapped by it. He doesn’t care what the sickness is called; all he knows is that it’s destroying him, piece by piece. So if a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet, then a bed—no matter what you call it—would still feel like a burden to Regulus. So voila!

Does that make sense? I came up with this while taking a classic literature class, needless to say I was very enthusiastic.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62252503

[not-rab]

this with jily BUT james ends up falling in love with the therapist (*cough* regulus)

[ecstarry]

regulus still not used to sharing a bed with james waking up in the middle of the night and just throwing his arm and hitting james in the face and james doesn’t even properly wake up just grabs the arm and pulls regulus closer and squeezes him and aaah even in the middle of the night james smells sooo good and that always gets regulus sleepy again and then its just happily ever after from there

[thessynyx]

fan fiction isn’t enough anymore I need to inject James Potter directly into my veins

[ultravioletbrit]

“celebrate” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 432 words

“James?” Regulus asks nervously.

“Yes, love?”

“Do you… would you… I wanted…” Regulus fumbles over his words.

“Reg?” James puts his hand on Regulus’ bouncing knee and Regulus takes a deep breath.

“I didn’t know if maybe… if you wanted to do something… special on Friday?” Regulus forces the question out, trying not to sound as stupid as he feels.

“Oh…err… sure, if you want.” James looks a little confused. “Any particular reason you want to do something Friday?” James asks, and now Regulus feels really stupid.

This is Regulus’ longest relationship. He’s never made it to six months, and he didn’t know what to expect. Maybe six months isn’t as important as he thought. But it feels important to Regulus, and he just wanted to do a nice dinner or something. But now he feels stupid for even bringing it up.

“Err… no… erm…” Regulus shakes his head and stands up from the couch. “Never mind.” He mumbles and starts to walk away.

James catches his wrist and pulls him back down beside him.

“Hey, no. I just didn’t know if there was a reason you wanted to do something Friday?” James asks again.

“No. It’s stupid. Never mind.” Regulus tries to stand up again but of course, James doesn’t let him get far, pulling him even closer this time.

“We can definitely do something Friday.” James tells him, rubbing circles on the back of Regulus’ hands. “For our anniversary, right?” James asks.

Regulus shrugs pathetically, looking down at his lap. James lifts a hand to Regulus’ chin and tilts his head up.

“I was only curious if there was a reason you wanted to celebrate on Friday, that’s all.” James says sweetly.

“Erm… because it’s our anniversary?” Regulus says, confused because didn’t they just establish that?

“Our anniversary’s on Saturday.” James says simply.

“No. It’s Friday.” Regulus corrects him.

“No. It’s Saturday.” James says with a little chuckle.

“James, you asked me out on the 8th.” Regulus tells him.

“Yeah… but you didn’t say ‘yes’ until the 9th.”

“I… oh.” Is all Regulus can manage to say.

“Now,” James says and pulls Regulus onto his lap. “I have some surprises planned for Saturday, but we can absolutely celebrate on Friday also.”

“No. That’s stupid.” Regulus mumbles as he buries himself in James’ chest, hiding his face that is probably several shades of red.

“Nope. We’re doing it!” James says excitedly. “And I’m disappointed with myself that I didn’t think of it first. So…” James starts talking about what they should do on Friday and Regulus feels so stupidly happy as he cuddles impossibly closer to James.

[ttroubledwaters]

starchaser at some point probably:

james: one compliment! say one nice thing about me! regulus: you... regulus: are a person?

[jeguluses]

regulus waking up and snuggling up to james’ back thinking he is still asleep but as soon as he makes contact, he feels a full body shudder go through his husband.

“james? what’s wrong? are you…are you crying?”

regulus’ heart breaks when there’s only a sob in response.

“baby? tell me what’s wrong. what happened, jamie?” regulus sits up, leaning over james’ body and inspecting his tear stained face for any hint of what caused him to wake up like this.

james shakes his head, smiling sheepishly through the wetness on his face. “i’m okay.”

regulus frowns, feeling helpless. “don’t lie to me. you’re obviously not okay.”

“no, really, i’m fine. i promise. “ james turns so they’re facing each other, reaching up to place both hands on regulus’ cheeks, releasing a sigh filled with contentment.

“but why are you crying?”

at this, james giggles bashfully. “it’s just that we have such a beautiful life, regulus. no one understands me like you do. no one loves me like you do and no one ever could love me like you. we’ve invested so much effort into making this house perfect for us.“

“our wedding was a dream come true. not to mention, we’re raising the coolest and smartest people i’ve ever met in my life. i never get sick of it honestly,” james tells regulus, sighing again and moving into his personal space in order to rest his head on regulus’ thigh.

regulus’ chest feels warm at the honest love in james’ voice. he slips his fingers into his husband’s hair, softly detangling the knots from sleeping. “i don’t understand. that makes you sad?”

james closes his eye as he says, “i’m just so happy. so grateful to have met you.”

regulus feels nauseated with the amount of affection that wells up inside of him at james’ candid words. he’s not even trying to smooth talk regulus, he truly feels this way.

shit. now, regulus wants to cry.

“i’m really happy too,” he whispers, still petting james’ curls.

“you are?” james asks, not disbelieving but wanting confirmation all the same.

regulus smiles even though james cannot see. “very happy.”

“good,” james hums. “thank you.”

“for what?”

“for respecting me and trusting me. for caring for me and making me a better person.”

james sighs a third time as regulus digs his fingers into his scalp the way he likes. “for loving me.”

“it has, and will continue to be,” regulus says, mirroring james’ conviction, “and honor to love and be loved by you, james potter.”

[courfee]

some soft accidental tie switch jegulus for the fic blindspot

[lulublack90]

Prompt 16 - Shy

@jegulus-microfic January 16, Word count 523

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James’s heart was pounding as he let Regulus lead him through the common room and out of the portrait hole. Regulus didn’t stop until they were on the seventh floor, and then it was only to pull the cloak off himself so he could pace in front of the wall for the door to appear. James stuck out his hand for Regulus to take again, realising too late that Regulus couldn’t see it. He pulled the cloak off himself and followed Regulus into their room.

The room was different to the usual one that Regulus asked the castle for. The bed was missing, and the room was a lot smaller. The fireplace and the sofa were still there, along with the pile of soft blankets. 

“Are you alright, love?” James asked as he shut the door. Regulus had gone to stand beside the fireplace, holding onto the mantelpiece and resting his head on the warmed wood. 

“Did I go too far?” He asked quietly, staring into the flames. James came up behind him, giving him enough space to move away if he wanted to, but Regulus turned and buried himself against James’s chest. James held him close, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“I don’t know,” James said truthfully. He really didn’t. If anyone else had done that to Sirius, he would have got them back tenfold. But Regulus had been the one to jinx Sirius, and it wasn’t as if Sirius was hurt. Remus would have released him from it before they’d even reached the bottom of the spiral staircase. He was torn between them. But he’d picked Regulus, hadn’t he? He held him tighter, wanting him to feel reassured that he was there. “I think he would have done the same thing if the situations were reversed,”

Regulus kept his face buried, so James couldn’t see his reaction. Regulus was many things, but he wasn’t shy, and the fact that he was hiding against James made him worry. “Reg, what's going on?” Finally, Regulus moved, keeping his cheek pressed against James’s chest.

“That was the best time, Sirius, and I have had together for years, and I ruined it by jinxing him,” James scooped his arm under Regulus’s legs and moved them onto the sofa, wrapping one of the soft blankets around them and cradled him. 

“You’ll have more chances, and who knows, maybe next time Sirius will jinx you, and you’ll be even,” He joked. He felt relief when Regulus let out a wet chuckle. 

“He’d never even get close.” 

They sat warm by the fire until there was nothing but embers. “Are we staying here tonight, or do you want to come back up to Gryffindor Tower?” James asked. He was feeling sleepy and wanted nothing more than to get into bed and cuddle with Regulus.

“Sirius would really hate it if I came up, wouldn’t he?” The mischief dancing in Regulus's eyes told James Regulus’s decision. 

“Come on then, let’s go to bed,” James stood up, setting Regulus on his feet, and they left the come-and-go room with the invisibility cloak covering them, Regulus’s hand back in James’s.

[marauders-bs]

"James?" Lily says. Her mascara is running tear tracks down her face. Marlene and Remus, who are flanking her, look similar.

"What's happened, Lils?" James asks, standing up quickly. She hands him a newspaper, which he unfolds.

The front cover:

Regulus Black, Heir to the Black Fortune, Now Presumed Dead Due to Unknown Circumstances.

He chokes. It's like someone's reached down his throat and ripped out his heart. Next thing he knows, Sirius is there, and Remus and Peter and the girls, but no Reg.

No Evan or Barty either.

"They probably sold him out," Marlene says, hand on Sirius's shoulder.

"They wouldn't," Remus says. "Those two were there for him when none of us were. They protect him like he's their kid, they're probably lighting shit on fire already."

James can't talk. That can't be true.

-

"Hey, James," Sirius calls through the house, appearing with a cat in his arms. "Cat's attached to me and Remus doesn't want it, do you?"

James looks at the cat. It's got white fur in a frame around its face and striking blue eyes.

"Yeah," James says. "Also, it's time for you to head out isn't it?"

"Yeah," Sirius says.

He just leaves. None of us believe in goodbyes.

"Morning, Potter," the cat says while transforming. "I must say, I had no idea my brother was that predictable."

James smiles and wraps his arms around Regulus Black. "Can't believe you faked your own death for me."

"You're alright."

"Ooh, alright, am I?" James asks, pressing his forehead to Regulus's, both of their visions tainted by bleached-white and curly brown hair.

Regulus grins, stands up on his tiptoes, and pressed his lips to James's. "Maybe a little more."

[curiouslymyown]

Will never be normal about jegulus and I don’t want to be.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Regulus Black, who hates physical touch, but when he's with James, he literally crawls in his lap.

James Potter, who grins like an idiot every time Reggie curls up in his arms.

[ecstarry]

regulus cutting his hair shorter for the first time and james just an absolute stuttering fucking mess because god he cant even believe how someone could ever look that hot let alone wrap his head around the fact that he’s the one who gets to be with regulus

[thessynyx]

when regulus wakes up in the morning he stretches so intensely that he pushes James off the bed. every time. but it ends up being a blessing in disguise because he works as James’ alarm clock.