#jegulus friends to lovers

[gigglesgiggless]

— Я не могу больше.

Вода стекала у Регулуса со лба, с волос, с щёк. Она мерзкими касаниями заползала ему за шиворот, а Наставник многозначительно цокнул языком. Этот звук разочарования уже въелся Регулусу в череп.

Под землей было почти тихо, только маленькие пузырьки лопались на поверхности воды в каменных бочках. Регулус краем глаза проверил остальных братьев. Никто кроме него ещё не вынырнул. Они все всё ещё стояли нагнувшись к своим бочкам, руки сцеплены за спиной. Регулус как всегда был самым первым. Самым слабым.

Через пять секунд вынырнул Питер, и Наставник прошагал к нему, звеня своей тростью, чтобы снова многозначительно цокнуть языком, хоть и не так многозначительно, как он цокал Регулусу. Затем вынырнул Томас. Затем Джон. В гроте стало шумнее из-за тяжелого дыхания. Его становилось всё больше, Регулус перестал следить за порядком. Он и так знал, кто вернётся из Погружения последним.

Кудри Джеймса сливались с тёмной водой в соседней от Регулуса бочке. Он согнулся под идеальным прямым углом, его тело было абсолютно неподвижным. Регулус уставился на его сжатые в замок пальцы. Под землей снова стало тише, все братья уже отдышались. Они все молча и угрюмо смотрели на Джеймса. Но только Регулус знал, что надо было смотреть на его пальцы. Только Регулус смотрел на него, не пытаясь убить взглядом.

Через пару секунд большой палец Джеймса дёрнулся, описывая в воздухе еле заметный полукруг. Затем слегка двинулся указательный, дёрнулся мизинец, потом безымянный.

«Они всё?»

Короткий вопрос повис только между Регулусом и Джеймсом.

Регулус пнул один из камешков под ногами, тот подлетел, задел ногу Джеймса.

«Да».

После его ответа Джеймс не вынырнул сразу, как он обычно делал. В место этого его пальцы снова зашевелились.

«Ты такой красивый сегодня».

Улыбка стрелой прошлась по лицу Регулуса, прежде чем он успел её подавить. Он почти почувствовал мурашки на своих запястьях, и в который раз возненавидел то, как легко Джеймс мог сбить его дыхание.

Регулус не мог ничего ответить, только пнуть очередной камешек, который задев ногу Джеймса превратился бы в глупое ��Да». И он так и сделал, а Джеймс вынырнул из воды.

Вся пещера, казалось, выдохнула. Но вряд ли с облегчением. Наставник впервые за день не щёлкнул языком.

Джеймс тут же посмотрел на Регулуса, слабо ему улыбнулся. Мокрые волосы прилипли к его лбу, его кожа была такой бледной. Кожа, которая, Регулус был в этом уверен, была бы загорелой, будь будущим Укротителям Неба позволено видеть настоящие солнце. Регулус знал, Джеймс бы любил солнце. Даже больше. Он знал, что солнце любило бы Джеймса.

— Стандартный строй, братья! — прочеканил Наставник, стоило Джеймсу только начать приходить в себя.

Мальчики встали парами. Они направились к переходу в другой грот. Уставшие, они все двигались медленно. Но Регулусу было на удивление хорошо, когда Джеймс незаметно сцепил их мизинцы вместе.

[ultravioletbrit]

“dance” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 292 words

Regulus pushes his way to the bar and slides in beside James who looks feral. Regulus smirks as he orders his drink then turns to face James; James doesn’t turn to look at Regulus.

“What’s wrong, James?” Regulus ask innocently.

“You know what’s wrong.” James grits out through clenched teeth.

“Do I?” Regulus says as he runs his fingers down James’ arm. James doesn’t answer but Regulus sees his jaw tighten and something different flashes in his eyes. Regulus put his fingers on James’ chin and turns his head so they’re looking at each other.

“It was just a dance, James.” Regulus tells him dropping the faux innocent act.

“It was more than that to him and you know it.” James nods towards the guy Regulus was dancing with.

“Why does it matter?” Regulus asks.

“You know why it matters.” James’ voice is still firm, but with determination instead of anger.

“Do I?” Regulus says again.

“You should.” James tells him turning to face Regulus fully.

“Enlighten me.” Regulus says and he barely has the words out before James’ hands are on his hips pulling him closer.

“Because you’re mine.” James states simply as if it’s already a fact.

“Oh really?” Regulus asks trying to sound indifferent, but he can hear the hopefulness in his voice.

“Do you want to be?” James softens and genuinely asks.

“Are you mine?” Regulus asks as he wraps his arms around James’ neck.

“I’ve always been yours.” James whispers in his ear sending a shiver down Regulus spine.

“Then yeah, I want to be yours.” Regulus tells him and leans back slightly to look James in the eye.

James gazes into Regulus’ eyes pulling him impossibly closer to kiss him and somehow this kiss is different than all their others.     

[darkcademiasss]

When its 3am but the grumpy morally grey character had a 'oh, oh' moment as they stare at the sunshine character all while trying not to have a panic attack.

[glassy-eyed-poet]

you know you're a regulus black kinnie when your two best friends start dating :)

@dinosaurring don't kill me

found the art on pinterest :)

[ccccatttta]

[FINISHED]

.𖥔˚ jegulus socmed au where regulus makes a tweet as a joke that accidentally goes viral and now has to ask his crush out for valentine's.

and james potter, who has a pretty obvious crush on regulus, takes this news as well as he could. cue: not well at all

this was a valentine's special posted on twt originally.

[part 01 ; part 02 ; part 03 ; part 04 ; part 05 ; part 06 ; part 07 ; part 08 ; part 09 ; part 10 & part 11]

live laugh jegulus ig

[pearlynia]

Jegulus is literally everything, like:

Best friend's brother,

Forbidden love,

enemies to lovers,

sunshine × midnight rain,

"i once believed love would be black and white but it's golden"

"You're hesitating, love"

"a great big tragedy"

"I love you" "it'll pass"

"he never did fall in love again"

"somewhere, in the west country of England"

[nerds-worlds-blog]

How l look when the slow burn starts to actually burn

[evadwrites]

i have some thoughts on zar’s exit from the fandom & their decision to delete their fics and how the fandom is reacting to that. and the fandom is reacting horribly.

and the irony of it all! because, arguably, crimson rivers is what zar is most known for. crimson rivers, set in the hunger games universe, created by suzanne collins to criticize capitalism, the entertainment industry, and consumerism patterns of offered media and how it varies based on a social class. and zar’s work added so much nuance to what suzanne collins had written. zar had done an excellent job writing james, sirius, and regulus as victors and exploring their respective traumas when it comes to being in the public eye.

regulus (and james, too) constantly felt like he had no autonomy and no choice because he was thrust into the public light and pressured into doing exactly what was expected of him. and sirius? oh, sirius. sirius won his games and was made into this galaxy-sized celebrity by the hallows, expected to conform to every assumption made about him, to follow all the rules his new role as a mentor & a victor burdened him with. but most importantly—the hallows viewed sirius as nothing more than what he could offer to them. they looked at him and did not see the person.

zar wrote that, and tens-hundreds of thousands people read it and completely misunderstood. because zar wrote 865k words exploring how traumatizing it is to be made into an Image, to be stripped away of your autonomy for the sake of entertaining others. zar wrote that, only for the marauders fandom to do the exact same thing to them that the hallows did to sirius, to regulus, to james; to victors.

and that. that is fucking infuriating.

because, yes, zar is a brilliant writer, but first and foremost, zar is a person. and the way a large part of the fandom has been treating them is completely dehumanizing.

STOP saying “i respect/support zar’s decision but [insert a paragraph about how devastated you are and how you cannot stop crying]”.

STOP sharing the pdfs/epubs of his fics on literally all social media platforms when it’s the one thing zar explicitly asked people to not do.

STOP feeling entitled to the creative work that does not the fuck belong to you. STOP thinking that you have any right to demand anything from zar. STOP hiding emotional manipulation in-between words of illusory support and respect.

and to quote zar: for fuck’s sake, STOP calling them zeppazariel.

zeppazariel is a brilliant writer who was elevated within the fandom to a height so big that it hurts when you fall and crash, and the fandom pushed zar down. the marauders fandom made zar into a full-blown celebrity, but

zar is a person.

REMEMBER THAT.

[elilelibeli]

“Prongs you are dating my brother.”

“What? Sirius what are you talking about, why are you even asking this?

“James, notice how I am not asking you a question. I am informing you, you are dating my brother.”

“Sirius what are you talking about me and Regulus are just friends”

“James, you haven’t had your morning run alone in months, you know his lunch orders from all the places around his office. He cooked you soup everyday when you were sick last month. You go on dates, Prongs.”

“We are friends! These are the things friends do and we do not go on dates!”

“James you literally went to the aquarium together just last weekend. That’s the gayest fucking shit you can do!”

“He wanted to see the new shark”

“James he was your plus one for Effie and Monty’s 30 year wedding anniversary”

“Oh my god I am dating Regulus. Fuck, what the fuck! Does he know? Wait does he even like me?”

“Well, considering you woke up from the couch with him on top of you this morning, i’d say it’s a pretty safe bet he does.”

“I should probably talk to him about this right?”

“Yeah I’d inform him on the recent developments. he is upstairs.”

…….

“Wait James, James don’t fuck my brother in my bed!!!!!!”

[calamitoustide]

thinking about childhood best friends to lovers jegulus in a canon setting and i don't even care if it's unrealistic i don't give a fuck I'm thinking about little eleven and twelve-year-old reg and james gravitating towards each other and james showing reg all around the castle for the first time and they spend all their time together; it's nothing sweet, and the entire time james isn't even thinking "oh i can save him" he's thinking he's already saved. he's thinking regulus is safe.

then they get older and regulus is sixteen and he's pulling away and james is just thinking "no... no i can still fix this i can make it better because he's my best friend he can't leave" but it's the way things go and regulus is already gone... he shows james the mark and they both walk away

but as time passes they're both thinking about when they'd see each other again when they'd be each other's again.. after all they were best friends and that's the worst part

[oops-ididit]

if i ever had amnesia, i think the first thing i’d do would be read all the fics i have bookmarked on ao3. getting a second chance to read them for the first time? sign me up.

[maladaptivewriting]

i know someone doesn’t understand this fandom when they say jegulus is the same as snily lmfao

[none-of-it-was-accidental]

i miss zar's reggie, he's just another level of unhinged

[ecstarry]

"The Letter" thank you so much for your prompt @plzandspanku 🤍✨

“James, what is this?” He was staring at him, a piece of paper that held James’ heart was between Regulus' fingers. 

“I think you know, love,” the words barely left James’ lips as the weight of what was about to happen settled on his chest. Rejection. There was no strength left to question Regulus about why he was in his room. James avoided Regulus’ desperate gaze, hoping that as long as he didn’t meet his best friend’s eyes they could remain like that for a little longer. 

He closed his eyes as he heard Regulus footsteps exit their room. He’d rather go blind than see him walk away. He knew, when he first saw the curly haired boy crying hysterically in his porch because of a scraped knee, James knew he would forever love Regulus. He took care of him then, and he never stopped since. 

He allowed his body to sink him to the floor. Right as the tears began to fall, the same footsteps he had memorized at twelve years old were coming back to him. 

“This one is mine,” James looked up at Regulus and was met with a crumpled piece of paper being offered to him. It read: To James, my love and best friend.

At eleven years old, as the brown-eyed boy healed his scraped knee, Regulus had also known.

all of my microfics with your prompts are here

[achilles-the-boy-of-gold]

I just finished Art Heist, Baby! and am not. doing. good. so I need help deciding what fic to read next!!(I am not mentally stable)

ty!!!<3

[moondustinfj]

"Mulciber! What do you see in him, Sev? He's creepy! D'you know what he tried to do to Mary Macdonald the other day?" -Lily