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hotteststar · 17 days ago
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- SCARS - jegulus microfic
"Can I..?" James had felt inadequate the moment he'd said those two words.
He'd felt wrong, he'd felt like he was forcing his hand too much. And he didn't want to force anything, especially with his Regulus. Because James knew how many times Regulus had felt forced, and he didn't want to add even one to the count. However, when Regulus' shirt had slipped off his body during one of their secret dates, revealing his arms covered in thick red and white cuts, James had to ask. He couldn't act like it was nothing, cause it wasn't.
And now, now that he'd asked, now that he was still holding his hand in mid-air to touch his boyfriend's violated wrists, James felt disgusted for not having helped him sooner, for not having noticed.
The cuts were many. Thick, he could barely see the pristine skin underneath. Some were old, healed for months now, others were new, James could tell by the fiery red color that made them look like burning flames.
After some moments Regulus had nodded very slowly, and James, almost as if he didn't want to make too much noise, had held his breath as he ran his light fingers over Regulus' pale skin.
James had caressed those cuts, had touched them softly and treated them with care. And when he had looked up, his eyes had met the other's grey ones, who could barely hold back his tears.
"It's okay, my starlight.." James had whispered softly, continuing to caress the other and pulling him closer "I love you, you know that, right?"
At that point Reg couldn't take it anymore, so he had just cried. He had cried like a little kid, sobbing, and he had thrown himself against his boyfriend's arms, and James had held him tight.
"I hate you." Regulus had muttered amidst that river of tears "I really do, i swear Potter. You're too perfect, it gets on my nerves."
And James had laughed, with that laugh of his so similar to the rays of the sun, and Regulus had smiled amidst the tears, because the sunlight had always been his favorite.
tbh i don't know what this is i just felt like writing ig
also help me is this good?? i fear i may have impostor syndrome
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goldrushenthusiast · 11 months ago
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y’all need to STOP trying to ruin perfectly obvious things in an attempt to be different. James is not usually going to be the little spoon, end of discussion.
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bloodbruise · 1 year ago
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the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history
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outromoony · 2 months ago
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"I'm not like other girls." Well, that's good for you, but I am. I love reading books and fanfics. I love obsessing over fictional characters and screaming music at the top of my lungs. I love fangirling over celebrities and getting overly invested in ships that will never be canon. I cry over sad endings and laugh at memes no one else understands. I love getting way too excited over small things, daydreaming about impossible scenarios, and staying up late to finish just one more chapter. I love getting lost in fictional worlds, losing sleep over them, and rewatching my favorite shows a million times. I love spending hours scrolling through fan art and feeling alive through the stories, music, and love for people I will never meet. I love being like other girls.
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bri-cheeses · 4 months ago
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*Dorcas introducing Marlene to the Skittles for the first time*
Dorcas: “This is Regulus. Yes, he does bite. Do not mention James or Sirius around him.”
Dorcas: “This is Evan-and-Barty. Do Not separate them unless you are prepared to face the consequences.”
Dorcas: “And this is Pandora. She can see the future sometimes and has predicted horrible deaths for all of us, but we don’t like to worry about that.”
Dorcas: “What do you think, babe?” :3
Marlene: “… I think I’ve just unknowingly started dating a cult member”
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13ag21k · 1 year ago
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Consider me successfully wooed by you holding a knife against my throat.
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tankuare · 28 days ago
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Ao3 just hit me with the error 503 idk how long I have
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courfee · 1 year ago
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christmas season at the wolfstar flat
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genderflouiid · 6 days ago
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marauders as things my friends have said
barty: do you think that i’m a sunrise or a sunset?
regulus: i think that you’re a bitch
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aithusarosekiller · 2 months ago
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One thing I love about Jegulus is that the rest of the school are just living their normal teen years, falling in love and being messy and stupid like everybody else. Some of them will have horrible breakups over the war but it's normal and human. Then Jegulus are there having their whole massive Greek tragedy complete with extensive metaphors, secret rooms and an intrinsically deep, historical aspect to their entire relationship that it unmatched by any other on the planet. And somehow they're still a secret from everybody else, their love reads like one of the epics but it's so small and hidden.
They're just that dramatic ig
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hotteststar · 5 days ago
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jegulus microfic
regulus: "Hey potter, I hate you. Well. Actually. Maybe i don't. You're kinda... idk. Omg why are you cute? OMG WHY ARE YOU HOT?? Okay come here let's fuck."
james: "??????? fine."
and then they fucked happly ever after.
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starchasing-chocolate · 1 year ago
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5/5 😭❤️
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g3othermal3scapism · 2 months ago
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the marauders fandom is dangerous it will suck you in. you think ur safe from harry potter’s dad and his gay friends fanfiction. u think i dont care about that. thats not me. im safe. but ur not.
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emlovessid · 9 months ago
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@jegulus-microfic april 25, headlights, 217 words, nsfw
“Ow,” James whines.
“Stop being a baby,” Regulus teases, continuing to try to untangle James’ glasses from his hair, which has worked itself into a knot around one of the nose pads.
James sighs, stepping closer into the gap between Regulus’ legs where he’s sitting on the edge of the bathroom counter, hands settling on Regulus’ hips. He presses a kiss to James’ forehead before continuing, humming under his breath.
“What are you doing?”
Regulus looks up over James’ shoulder to find Sirius leant against the bathroom door, smirk on his lips.
“James’ glasses are tangled in his hair.”
“How the hell did you manage that, mate?” Sirius says with a laugh, and James’ head immediately snaps up and meets Regulus’ eyes like a deer caught in headlights.
He can feel the heat in cheeks but struggles to hold back his smile as he thinks back to the sight of James between his thighs, glasses pushed up onto his head as he licked through his folds. So maybe Regulus had something to do with this predicament they’re in now, with the way his hands grasped desperately at James’ hair as he fell over the edge.
His face must give something away because Regulus is brought back to reality by Sirius groaning, “Oh god, please forget I asked.”
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ultravioletbrit · 3 months ago
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“chill” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 331 words
Regulus breathes a sigh of relief. After two hours working with James on this Potions project they’re down to the last few steps.
“…Once boiling, stir ten times counterclockwise.” James reads and Regulus stirs.
“Remove from heat and cast a cooling charm.” James continues and Regulus does as instructed.
“Allow potion to chill for three hours; stirring four times, clockwise, every twelve minutes—"
“Do what?” Regulus cuts James off.
“Allow potion to chill for—"
“I heard you, Potter.” Regulus snaps. “We have to stir every twelve minutes? That means we’re stuck here for three hours.” He grumbles.
“Not necessarily.” James says.
“Yes, it does. You can’t do anything in twelve minutes. By the time we would leave we’d have to turn around and come right back.” Regulus complains.
“First of all, there are a lot of things we could do in twelve minutes.” James grins.
“You’re finished in less than twelve minutes? I feel so bad for all your partners.” Regulus deadpans.
“That’s not what I meant, but it’s good to know where your head’s at.” James smirks. “What I was going to say was, we don’t both have to stay. I can stay and finish.” James offers.
Regulus stares at him for a moment. James is giving him an out, he should take it and run. But for some reason, something’s stopping him.
Regulus huffs and crosses his arms. “Well, what things were you talking about then? That we can do in twelve minutes?” Regulus tries to sound nonchalant.
James smirks again. “I meant something like exploding snaps or chess.” James pauses. “However, while I’m usually not finished in less than twelve minutes, if you had something else in mind, I’m sure we could get creative.” James lifts a suggestive eyebrow.
Regulus glares at him for a moment then sighs. “I guess we could play chess.” He rolls his eyes.
So, while the potion chills, they play chess, they play exploding snaps, and by the second hour they do in fact… get creative.
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mentallyillastrophelfreak · 11 months ago
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11 years old Regulus: I hate you.
12 years old James: You're cute.
*6 YEARS LATER*
Regulus: I hate you.
James: Love you too.
That's it.
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