#jegulus x CMBYN

[lupinshouse]

“We had the stars, you and I. And this is given once only” -André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

More jegulus x CMBYN <3

[stareggie]

i love to imagine every cmbyn gif is actually jegulus and u should too 🫵🏼

[marlsswrites]

Summer camp AU, part 5!!

July 5th <3

Burnt - @jegulus-microfic - words: 910

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The chatter surrounded him, the sound of the fire roaring in his ear and the crunch of footsteps under his feet.

“Hi Reggie.” James sighed out. “Why are you scowling?” He asked as he sunk onto the log next to him.

The kids were roasting marshmallows while huddled around a fire, small giggles erupted and squeals heard when someone would set theirs on fire.

“Don’t call me that.” Regulus fixed his face out of a scowl and into a small smile, shrugging. “And I’m not scowling.” He snapped as he brushed a stray black curl away from his face.

James pointed at his smile. “You never smile either, keep it like that now.”

“Shut up.” Regulus spoke, attempting to hide his smile but feeling his lips quirk up even more as he looked away to keep an eye out on the teens.

“You like it.” Currently, Regulus was still aiming to took away from James, but he could practically hear the grin in his joyful voice.

And with that, the brunette boy left. Leaving Regulus to watch as James hopped over to the group of teenagers, chatting animatedly with them and grabbing a marshmallow to roast.

Regulus kept his eyes trained on James, watching as he stuck is tongue out in concentration and shoved the marshmallow into the fire, his hands getting far too close to the burning fire for Regulus’ liking.

He has nice hands… he can’t burn them.

Regulus sighed to himself and dropped his head to his knees, black curls falling everywhere.

-

About ten minutes later, Regulus saw James set another marshmallow on fire. The white sticky flesh flashing into a ball of sharp orange flames. The brunette yelped and blew repeatedly on the marshmallow untill it went out.

Holding in his laugh, Regulus let a small smile hide in the corner of his mouth as he watched the other boy roast another, holding the burnt and black one to his side.

After a moment, James came running towards Regulus with a smile on his face, offering him a wooden stick with a perfectly roasted marshmallow on the end of it.

“Careful, it’s hot.” The older warned as he shoved his own burnt one into his mouth, why didn’t he just keep the nice one?

“Is that even nice?” Regulus chuckled as he ate his own.

James gave a sheepish smile, taking a minute before swallowing it and coughing. “No, not at all.” He laughed and took a swig of his water, the liquid dripping down his chin and onto his slightly exposed collarbone as he gave a sigh of relief.

Regulus was staring, he was definitely staring. That was confirmed when the brunette spoke something in audible and gave him a strange look before speaking up again.

“Reggie?” He asked.

“Sorry, what?”

“Wow you didn’t even correct the nickname.” James laughed. “I’m getting somewhere.”

In reality, Regulus didn’t even hear the boy speak that name.

“Don’t call me Reggie.”

“There he is.” He said with another sip of water, Regulus knowing better and looking away towards the fire.

After a moment in silence, the brunette spoke up again. “Are you okay?” His lips tipped into a frown. “You seem… distracted.”

“Of course I’m fine.” Regulus hissed. “Fuck off.” He mumbled under his breath.

“Sorry.” James looked away as he spoke, his voice cracking at the end and a hurt expression weaving its way into his still frowning face.

A twang of guilt built up inside Regulus, he sucked in his breath and bit his bottom lip while his gaze flicked towards James, who was sat silent and gazing forward at the smiling teens.

His mind was foggy, his gaze hazy and his hands clawing anxiously at the hem of his sleeve. With a cough, he got up to go and talk to the kids. He normally didn’t do that, anything was less awkward than whatever was happening between him and James.

“Fuck.” He sighed as he walked away and out of earshot, groaning to himself.

-

Regulus walked back through the entrance of their cabin and away from the starry sky that he was just gazing at.

He stepped through the door to see James Potter at on his front on his bed, his laptop out and playing a movie that Regulus could recognise all too well.

“Call me by your name?” Regulus asked as he kicked his shoes off, sitting down on his bed and crossing his legs.

“James?” The brunette asked with a cheeky smirk.

“I swear I’ll walk straight back out that door.” The younger gave a threatening look and a finger point towards James.

Raising his hands in surrender, that smile that Regulus liked so much took over his face. “Okay, okay. Yes it is.” He nodded and showed Regulus the screen. “I saw the book on your nightstand, the movie’s really good.”

“I just finished reading the book, I’ve watched the movie tons though.” Regulus spoke thoughtfully.

James hummed, a caring smile covering his lips. “Are you okay now?”

“Yeah I-“ Regulus stuttered. “I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay now that you’re alright.” James nodded. “You needed some quiet time, I get it.”

Smiling ever so slightly, Regulus collapsed onto his bed. James tilted the laptop towards him with a questioning look, he nodded and quickly shuffled over to sit on the other boys bed.

God, this man is doing things to Regulus that he does not like. Oh but he really does.

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[selmasdaydreams]

Ogni Parte È Viva (Every Part Is Alive) by euphorial_docx on ao3 is my favourite thing i’ve ever read (142k words, completed). literally ever in my life im not exaggerating.

it is a jegulus call me by your name au, and it is the best writing i have ever experienced. the thing that really gets me about this fic though is the characterisations, specifically of regulus. the tags state that he is autistic, and while it isn’t explicitly stated in the writing, it’s presented so beautifully. the things he says and does, and even the things he doesn’t say or do but are parts of his thought processes all just makes so much sense i can’t even explain it.

i am fully and completely obsessed with it and i reread the epilogue like twice a week.

it also has two incompleted fics as a part of a series; one of them is described as a collection of moments before and after the summer of 1979, and the second is a sequel that currently has 4 chapters up.

every single word in this fic and the ones connected to it just hit so hard and i’m genuinely obsessed with it. it’s so different from anything else i’ve ever read and i very highly recommend it

you will need an ao3 account to read it though <3

[maxthelorax]

jegulus but it’s just cmbyn (minus the age gap)

[regulusttars]

I thought this was about Regulus and not Elio

help

[kat-xox]

regulus “you’re not sick of me yet?” black & james “no, i just—i just wanted to be with you” potter.

[z0mbieb0ys-recs]

Ogni Parte È Viva (Every Part Is Alive)

by: @euphorial-docx

Chapters: 35

Words: 142,421

Ship: Regulus Black/James Potter

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

During the summer of 1979, Regulus Black lives with his uncle, Alphard, and other Black family pariahs in the outskirts of Trieste, Italy.

When his older brother Sirius, who’s been studying abroad in America, returns for summer break with his university friends, the last thing Regulus expected was to be swept up in a furtive romance with his brother’s new best friend.

[lookingforafalseprophet]

Jegulus x Call Me By Your Name

Hi! i'm a new fic writer and I started a Jegulus CMBYN au! This is my first fanfiction i've ever taken seriously, and i'm really feeling the love that this fandom has to give. It has been such a blast.

I have 5 chapters (15k words) out now!

I'm so excited to continue this fic, it's my passion project, my obsession atm.

Read "For a Moment (I Knew Cosmic Love)" here!

[ess-presso]

Peach for Timmy ! 🍑 If you could make a connection between your favorite character and another work you care about (whether a crossover/fusion or a wonderfully “pretentious” literary reference) what would it be? How would it work?

RAY RAYYYY <333

(foul for the peach thing. I haven't even watched/read cmbyn but I know he fucks a peach. )

🍑 - okay so for this one I would basically always do jegulus x tragic greek mythology. my personal favourite is orpheus x eurydice (because I truly believe love is in looking back. it's fabulous and I love it so much. there will always be at least one of these in every one of my fics !!

[lupinshouse]

Late nights in the astronomy tower ✨ or another CMBYN x Jegulus bc I’m obsessed w that collab

[mymelodramaticjournal]

james being dramatic in a meadow, reg uses legilimency to hear james/ speak to james hc, extract from a WIP fic

James didn’t know much about God. But it was on his knees in that field, under the beating sun, with Regulus’ reverent whispers reverberating in his mind, James, James, James, that he felt he finally knew his name. As though Regulus had been the one who had given it to him, repeating the word like it was sacred, was the answer to every question, was the only one he knew. The intensity of his meditations consecrated the five letters, their sound, the space between them, the very ground they were upon. In his act of worship, Regulus christened him; James.

It was as if up until that point no one had ever called him that before. No one had said it quite right, like it was true, no one had quite meant it in the way the other boy did. He was James, because Regulus had named him so. He was born then, in those moments, between the flowers and hushed words and delicate touches, and felt he’d die once the prayer stopped, and the hands withdrew, if they ever left this place.

I don’t want to die, James realised suddenly. It seemed an obvious thing to note, but James hadn’t known how badly he meant it before, or if it was something that had even crossed his sheltered mind despite the war that loomed before them. But now the thought struck such desperate fear in him.

Because death wasn’t just his cold corpse buried beneath the earth. Death was life without Regulus, without having him for every last moment. Death was separation. And as they lay there, intertwined, minds faded into one another, not knowing where one ended and the other began, James couldn’t imagine ever being severed from Regulus. Regulus, Regulus, Regulus, he thought, he plead, he promised.

James carded fingers through soft black curls and kissed closed eyelids and skated the pad of his thumb across reddened lips. James was gentle despite how badly he wanted to tear into Regulus, wanted to delve inside him and find his very soul, wanted to hold it in his palms. He knew even if he knelt there with Regulus' warm stuttering heart in his bloody hands he still would never have enough.

And James did want, more than he ever knew was humanly possible. James wanted to live, like this, always. And when Regulus kissed him, he knew they belonged to one another, with as much certainty as knew his own name.

[euphorial-docx]

just realized that my opev playlist has a song from luca in it and… that checks out. the ernesto -> cmbyn -> luca -> opev pipeline is very real

[euphorial-docx]

so true

look at your phone lock screen. that's your reason to keep goin

[lupinshouse]

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