#reg and barty

[hotteststar]

the first tatoo barty ever got was the lion collestaion (he made it by himself), for reg. reg never told him this, but he loved that tatoo. but what they both don't know is, sirius have the same exact tatoo (made by marlene), still for reg, and he'll never know it

[the-moon-says-hi]

regulus would be the kind of child who mixes all his ice cream balls together in the bowl to make that melted ice cream cream thingy and ate it like that

[etherealriver]

Evan: *Whispering French into Barty's ear*

Barty: *Literally can't breathe*

Regulus, who's sitting next to him on the couch: *Fighting for his life not to laugh because Evan's not saying anything remotely sexy, he's just complaining about the weather*

[ecstarry]

okay but i love the idea of barty just messing with james all the fucking time when it comes to reg like regulus calls out like "hey, baby" and barty replies at the same time as james "yes? what do u need?" and james hateees it but ngl reg finds it funny every single time and mind u all reg and barty ever did was kiss once but barty always brings up being reg's first kiss ahjsdbash so fucking annoying and sometimes evan will join in too when he's bored

[fiasco95]

(Jegulus, Rosekiller, Wolfstar!) MODERN AU where the 3Bs heard someone disrespect Regulus and the outcome of it is well..

Regulus, putting his jacket on:

Dorcas: Oh, where are you off to?

Regulus: To bail out the 3Bs.

Pandora: 3Bs?

Regulus: Brother. Bestfriends. Boyfriend.

Dorcas & Pandora, sighing and getting ready to go out as well: Fuck’s sake.

Bonus…

Regulus: I’m not mad that you did what you did. I’m mad that you got caught.

Sirius, James, Remus, Barty & Evan: Sorry.

Dorcas: Can’t believe you didn’t invite me.

Pandora: Exactly. Then you guys wouldn’t have been caught if we were there to help.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Pandora: fight me

Barty: *standing behind her* touch her and you'll regret it

Even: *standing behind both of them* touch either of them and you won't live long enough to regret anything

[veesstar0555]

regulus: what does it mean when james calls me his “boyfriend”?

barty:

barty: … that you’re dating?

regulus: THAT WE ARE WHAT?? FOR HOW LONG?

barty: you have GOT to be kidding me.

[starchasersunseeker]

"You're just like the nazis if you ship jegulus / if you like Regulus / Barty / Evan / any character that was a death eater"

What the fuck is wrong with you all??? That's not a good take you think it is.

My great grandparents were literally in concentration camps. How dare you make such an awful comparison? Comparing FICTIONAL CHARACTERS to real life events is actually very sick of you. To call someone a nazi or nazi sympathizers just because they enjoy exploring FICTION makes you a very gross person.

I don't care if you think you're superior for liking a different ship or for hating certain characters. You are not. You're actually well bellow everyone else for making such horrible comparisons. You are playing limbo with the underground with how terrible you are.

[number1abbasupporter]

Barty: Night everyone

Evan: goodnight

Regulus: goodnight

James, cheerfully: goodnight!

Barty:

Evan:

Regulus: I can explain

[lexithwrites]

barty going from multiple hook ups, having hard and fast kinky sex where he's the dominant figure, to having regulus ride him slowly, chests pressed together and staring into each others eyes, then wrapping a hand around barty's throat to show him whose really in charge

[ultravioletbrit]

“mess” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 445 words

Regulus is pacing in the courtyard alternating between wringing his hands and nervously running them through his hair.

“Why are you so nervous all of a sudden?” Pandora asks him.

“I… I just… I just really don’t want to mess this up.” Regulus sighs.

“Reg, I’m pretty sure you could walk up to him and punch him in the face, and he would still say ‘yes’ to you.” Evan tells him.

“I’m pretty sure he would enjoy that. Throw away the plan, do that instead.” Barty chimes in unhelpfully and Regulus stops his pacing to glare at him.

“Not funny right now, Bartemius.” Regulus scowls.

“Well, you need to calm the fuck down, Reginald.” Barty fires back.

Regulus takes a step towards Barty, but Pandora intercepts him putting both her hands on his shoulders. She takes a deep breath and gestures for him to do the same, which he does.

“You’ll be fine. You know what you want to say. You already know that he likes you.” Regulus opens his mouth to argue but Pandora holds up her finger. “No. You do. We all know he’s going to say ‘yes’. And honestly, I think James is going to love that you asked him first.”

“Ask me what?” James walks up beside him.

Regulus freezes just staring at James and his mind goes completely blank. He opens and closes his mouth, but he’s forgotten everything he wanted to say. So instead, Regulus… punches James in the face.

James stumbles backwards, a little shocked, and brings his hand up to his cheek. Regulus stares at him completely shocked and panicked, then he takes a few quick steps to stand in front of James again.

“Oh my God! James, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Are you okay? Fuck! Why did I do that? I am so sorry. Are you alright?” Regulus rambles rapid fire.  

“Err… yeah.” James says rubbing his cheek. “Any particular reason you needed to punch me?”

“I’m so sorry, I just got nervous and panicked. But I didn’t–”

“Nervous about what?” James cuts him off.

“I wanted to invite you to Hogsmeade. But I–”

“Are you going to punch me again?” James asks with an amused smile and Regulus closes his eyes and shakes his head, completely embarrassed. “Then, sure, I’ll go to Hogsmeade with you.” James shrugs.

“What?!” Regulus’ eyes fly open.

“I’d love to go to Hogsmeade with you.” James smiles and chuckles a little at Regulus’ stunned expression. “I’m going to go get some ice first. Do you want to walk with me?” James holds out his hand.

“Err… su-sure?” Regulus says and awkwardly takes James’ hand and walks with him to the hospital wing.       

[stars-by-the-pocketfuls]

💫 20/10/24 💫 @rosekillermicrofic 💫 prompt: press 💫 word count: 231 words 💫

“Mr Rosier! Mr Rosier!!”

“Evan I love you!”

“Mr Rosier look to your left,”

Drowning out their incessant screaming, Evan uncrossed his arms and placed them on his waist instead. It was delicately cinched in, courtesy of Dorcas’ corset. She seemed hellbent in making sure he was never seen “in a bland-ass tuxedo” and with her fashion sense he had quickly become an icon. 

“Mr Rosier, what's your opinion on Mrs Malfoy's new charity?”

“Are you gay?”

“Marry me Evan!”

He tried not to scowl, he really did.

“Mr Rosier, what do you think about Barty Crouch Junior's new relationship?”

Well now. There was a question that was interesting enough to grace with an answer. Leaning towards the microphones brandished at him, he flashed a small smirk. He heard someone wolf-whistle.

“Crouch's new relationship?”

The reporter looked as if he were about to pass away.

“Um, yeah. He was seen hugging Regulus yesterday.”

“Hugging?” He raised an eyebrow, “How scandalous,”

And then he reached up to brush the invisible lint of his shirt, tilting his head ever so slightly. His collar slipped.

He heard the press scream themselves into a frenzy, cameras blinding and people squealing over each other. He knew one thing for certain, any questions about who Barty was in a relationship with had completely disappeared. The burgundy bruises he had left behind on Evan's neck was evidence enough.

[apoetsworld]

Reg *trying to tell a story*: So his step dad's sister in law's brother's friend was dating her ninth cousin's friends sister! But she was actually-

James: I-im lost

Reg: You're too slow for me. Bartyyy

Barty *legs crossed, snacks and drinks ready on the couch*: So this is the girl who was related to whats her faces long distant cousin?

[my-castles-crumbling]

slap - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 228

"Oh my god," James murmured, looking resolutely away from the middle of the room.

But as the bass thudded around them and the party continued, he found it more difficult to do so.

Because Regulus had, for the first time in a long time, gotten absolutely plastered. And now?

He was dancing with Barty on a table.

The two boys moved together so closely that it seemed like they were of one mind, their hips rolling together an their chests touching, matching grins on their faces. Regulus's hair was a little mussed and his shirt was riding up, and he was currently biting his bottom lip, eyes closed, his hands on Barty's waist.

And James was entranced. Because really, who wouldn't be? Regulus looked like some sort of fallen angel, dressed in all black, his beautiful skin tinged pink with drink and exertion as he moved.

But the worst part?

Every once in a while, Regulus glanced over. Looked at James. Threw him a seductive smirk that was so un-Regulus and so tempting that James almost melted to the floor with it.

"So...are you looking over there because you want to slap Crouch or snog Reg?" Remus asked from next to James, snapping him back to reality.

Clearing his throat and looking over to where Barty looked to be thoroughly enjoying himself, James shrugged and chuckled. "Both."

[a-great-tragedy]

This is just a random star fact, that isn’t at all about the Regulus Black… but I will make it about Regulus Black.

[littleliterarylesbian]

I love James calling Regulus love, it gets me so weakkkk. and calling him love, casually, from the beginning??? I'm giggling and kicking my feet at this point