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[musichooman]

white streak hair + regulus = canon

Mostly a fit study but also a contribution to white streak!regulus because I’m obsessed

[ecstarry]

@into-the-jeggyverse / discuss / 335 words

“I’m fucking freezing.” Barty took one more drag of his cigarette while the rest of the group nodded.

“We need to stop smoking,” Regulus said, shivering. 

The smoking area outside their building was packed. The weather was awful, but that had never stopped them—or the other twenty students crammed into the space—from starting their mornings with a cigarette.

They’d made a pact to quit smoking once, but it didn’t even last a week. Inevitably, they found themselves back in the same circle.

Remus joined them moments later, with Sirius right beside him. 

Regulus had gotten used to it by now, his brother and his boyfriend hanging out with his friends — at least in this setting. Sometimes Peter would join them, always rolling his own cigarettes like the pretentious bastard he was. Regulus hated to admit it, but they did taste better.

“Oh, there you are,” a warm, familiar voice came from behind him.

James. 

Even buried under an unnecessary number of layers James looked good. Regulus found himself distracted by his arms, his thighs, his—everything. His mind wandered, picturing all the ways they could keep each other warm.

“It’s freezing, I can’t believe you guys are too fucking addicted to tortute yourselves like this," James said.

In unison, everyone immediately told him to fuck off. Everyone except Regulus.

His friends, his brother, and even Sirius’ friends turned to him, eyebrows raised, waiting for the comeback they all knew was coming. But Regulus stayed silent.

One by one, they drifted away as they finished their cigarettes, leaving only Barty and Regulus behind.

Barty grinned knowingly.

“No. I won’t discuss this with you,” Regulus spoke before Barty opened his mouth. 

“Since when do you hold back?” Barty teased.

Regulus only shrugged in response. 

“Don’t tell me you want to fuck Potter.”

“Finish your cig. We have class,” Regulus replied, stubbing out his cigarette and turning away just in time to hide the blush creeping up his neck.

Actually, I will fuck James Potter, Regulus thought to himself.

[pepprroxy]

[Last Words of a Shooting Star]

[caitycooky]

Something cool is happening in our night sky currently! We are experiencing a Planetary Parade in which several (if not all) of our solar systems planets are aligning perfectly across the night sky.

Regulus (in the Leo constellation) can be spotted out in the southern sky along with all the other celestial beings!! (Hey baby)

Arcturus is currently visible as well, you’ll find the star in the eastern sky. Draco in the northern sky, and Uranus, Jupiter, and Mars were all in the western sky last night…

Sometimes insomnia sucks. Other times, you find yourself bundled up at 1:30am in the morning, tolerating the 20F temperatures, just staring out into the stars.

Marauders/HP fans and Astrological fans alike, be sure to look up tonight if you find yourself feeling a wee bit melancholy or nostalgic. Might help put things into perspective.

[mexicanpadfoot]

I keep wanting to compare EPIC: the musical to a Jegulus fic except it’s the Odyssey, so it’s EVERY fic that follows the Hero’s Journey. It truly is in every universe, in every lifetime, no matter how long it’s been, they’re one.

Left a trail of red on every island (ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves)

Reg becoming a DE or killing, torturing and hurting people, stealing legacy magic to pretend to be in the dark side of the war.

As i traded friends like objects I could use (thunderbringer)

Using Kreacher, Barty, Evan, Pandora and Remus in his plans. Letting them be in danger, asking or manipulating for their help.

Hurt more lives than I can count on my hands (swallow your sorrow and fear)

Sometimes killing their parents, killing and torturing muggles to save face, Kreacher, Sirius, Sirius, Sirius, the brother he loved and had to make believe he had betrayed.

But all of that was to bring me back to you

To his brother again, to the found family he made, Barty and Evan finally free to be together, to his Jamie, finally his Jamie, if he could fall in love with him again.

And that’s the thing, James will fall in love with him over and over again, no matter how why or when, no matter how long it’s been because Regulus is his, and he’s been waiting.

James would eat that Odysseus hair tuck

[mysteryn0te]

Regulus Arcturus Black

The World at its Beginning, Dustin Pearson / For Women Who Are Difficult to Love, Warsan Shire / East of Eden, John Steinbeck / ? / Nosferatu / Dear poets, it's time to rewrite Icarus / Three Poems, Nancy Kuhl

[t-biasss]

Okay fuck this shit I'm starting a rp on here Marauders Vampire au

tell me if you wanna join have discord(not required) I ll send an invite to the discord server

Your character can be a: Vampire Witch Werewolf Human

Taken character: Pandora Barty Regulus James Remus Evan

PLS JOIN

[thecollectibles]

Art by RAB

[outromoony]

Transgender Regulus who becomes an Animagus and bursts into tears when he realizes his cat form is male because it finally feels like everything makes sense.

[genderflouiid]

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

[juksuart]

It’s very important to me you all know that whenever I draw Regulus, he’s trans. Every. Single. Time.

Happy IDAHOTB ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[ddanthedumbass]

Regulus: Love at first sight doesn't exist.

James:

James: then how else do you explain how I felt when I first saw you?

Regulus:

Regulus: you love me?

James: apparently not, according to you.

[ecstarry]

'Kiss and Stab' microfic for @v7lgar & @del-stars

“Will you stop playing with that?” Regulus took away the small knife Barty had been playing with for the past hour. 

It was fine at first, before they had both chugged an alarming amount of beer. Not something Regulus had planned on doing, but finals were over and break was just around the corner. 

Barty never needed an excuse. 

“I don’t trust you with such a dangerous weapon,” Barty teased. He pushed Regulus against the brick wall just outside the pub, pressing the blade slightly against Regulus’ tender skin. 

It was a Tuesday, no one else was around that late at night. He expected Regulus to push him, huff, tell him to piss off, yet Regulus was not only silent but blushing. 

That was not the first time they had been this close, not alone and not even in public. Barty didn’t move, getting a reaction out of Regulus was uncommon, he needed to understand what had turned Regulus’ cheeks such a divine hue of pink. 

Regulus cleared his throat, his gaze traveling to the knife pressed against his neck, just above his collarbone. 

Fuck. 

“Really? A fucking knife kink?” 

Regulus grinned at him, clearly too drunk to care. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. An invitation. 

Barty, just as pissed and with a bulge forming underneath his pants, followed directions. He took the tip of the knife and traced the outlines of Regulus’ lips, he watched adoringly as the chest of the man in front of him kept rising and falling, almost panting. 

“You get so-” Barty stopped in a halt as Regulus traced with his tongue the same path around his lips the knife had just traveled. 

Barty felt lightheaded, all his blood went down his fucking cock as Regulus continued the show. Barty had wet dreams that started just like this, but nothing compared to the sight of Regulus Black letting out the hottest, sweetest noises as his pleading eyes asked for Barty to press the knife directly against his tongue. 

He was weak, and horny, and fucking desperate. Regulus fucking moaned, right against the metal, the noise went straight to Barty’s dick. 

“Give it to me.” Like an obedient dog, Barty obeyed and handed it immediately. He didn’t care what Regulus wanted to do with it, he just needed to touch him. 

Regulus stepped on top of Barty’s shoes, grabbed his chin and pulled Barty’s face down, “Kiss me.” 

Barty’s hands were greedy, he grabbed Regulus like he had always wanted. They wandered under his shirt, he wanted to remember this moment, he desperately tried to be present. It might’ve been the beer, maybe the power trip of holding a knife against Regulus, or just the feeling of Regulus fitting perfectly between his hands, but Barty was losing his goddamn mind. 

His mouth traveled from Regulus’ lips to his ear, down to his neck, nibbling on the skin, wanting to mark him, even if just for one night. 

“Barty,” Regulus whined. He leaned into Barty, his arms around his neck, begging to have him closer. 

“Yeah?” He pulled back slightly, he wanted to see the lust behind Regulus' gaze. 

“More.” 

“Reg.” Barty was trying for once to not fuck everything up, he didn’t want to be a mistake. But Regulus wanted him, finally. 

Regulus took out the knife from his pocket and pressed it against Barty’s collarbone. “Please.” 

“Jesus fucking Christ, I get the knife kink now.” He tried to catch his breath. “But we can’t, Reg.”

Yet Regulus pressed harder, a dot of red coming out of Barty’s skin. He stayed still, too lost in whatever was happening to stop Regulus as he brushed his fingers against the wound he had just made, collected the blood with his finger and licked it. 

“Let’s go.” 

“Mhm.” 

He had no more fight in him. He wanted Regulus and he wanted him now. 

[corwnvus]

Some more regulus content!

[wilmvandrr]

just existing in each other's orbit is a form of love

[drowninginthoughts27]

very gay regulus black with absolutely no sense of afab anatomy who meets trans james and instantly falls in love prompting him to subject himself to watching hours of straight porn to try and (unsuccessfully) learn how to eat someone out properly