#regulus serial killer

[jehcee]

James: so what's your body count?

Regulus: about what?

James: the number of people you have slept with...

Regulus: oh, I thought you went into the basement

James: what's in the basement?

Regulus: never go to the basement!!

[vlouette]

"mama I'm in love with a criminal" but it's James being in love with serial killer regulus

[deathnguts]

Regulus ‘cause if I am not 100% into you all of the time, you will keep killing people.’ Black

Barty ‘if I’m not enough for you, you’ll kill me.’ Crouch Jr

[zadezy]

April 21, prompt: run, @jegulus-microfic

He couldn't breathe.

His lungs were screaming for air, begging him to slow down, stop, and get some oxygen into his bloodstream, but he didn't listen.

He pushed and pushed, trying to get his legs to run faster and as quietly as possible, just so that he wouldn't be heard.

He cursed himself for not taking Evan's offer of going to the gym with them. How could he ever know he would need to be in shape so he could escape from–

"Come on, love, you know you can't hide from me."

The voice was too close, and Regulus' heart seized in his chest. Just a little more, he could see the edge of the forest and the light from a few houses ahead of him. He was almost at safety. Just a few more–

It was dark and he was in the woods, and truthfully it was surprising it hadn't happened before. He tripped.

His hands took the most impact, pain shooting up his arms, but he ignored it, scrambling to get up because he was so close, he needed to move–

Arms wrapped around him just before he could bolt, one around his waist, pressing him into a strong chest, and the other pressed a sharp knife against his throat, stopping his every movement.

He looked up, between the branches into the dark sky, to the stars glinting, and he sagged back into the firm body, fight leaving him, and suddenly he was so tired. He had known he wouldn't escape him, but he still tried. He had fought with everything he had, but of course, it wasn't enough. This was James, after all.

He resigned himself for the fate that awaited him, for losing against someone unbeatable. He took a deep breath, preparing himself, when words were whispered into his ear.

"Finally caught you, baby."

The world went black.

[312 words]

[fictionalsimp09]

Never Play with Your Food - @jeguluskinktoberr

My last kinktober 😭

Day 13: Knife play, Day 16: Riding Day 20: Bondage, Day 28: Degradation, Day 30: Breath play

Serial killer Regulus severely regrets who he chooses as his next victim, as he is never one to leave the job unfinished. But he is a weak man for James Potter.

[valeriearmani1]

serial killer bfs rosekiller who lull their victims into a false sense of security before mercilessly ripping their heart out

serial killer bfs rosekiller who dragged their lovers dead body out of the water but refuse to believe he is dead

serial killer bfs rosekiller who are constantly finds finding new ways to get their dead lover ‘better’ by killing people and putting the heart into their lovers body

serial killer bfs rosekiller who refuse to believe that the body in their room isn’t slowly deteriorating

serial killer bfs who cant accept the fact that once a star is gone from existence, it cant come back

[messrsrarchives]

guys round of applause pls i wrote a chapter. it's for a fic that won't even be posted yet whilst i want to actually post and thus should be working on one of the others BUT CLAP ANYWAY!!!

[elysianymph]

bloodied silk and silver knives

dedicated to @fefifofae

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAE <33 i'm so so late with this but i wanted to finish it for you anyway. hope you had a great bday. enjoy some serial killer regulily just for you 🫶🏻

Regulus had barely made it through the door when Lily pressed him up against the wall, her thigh between his legs and hands on either side of him. In her gold heels she was just tall enough that Regulus needed to tilt his head up to look at her when she was this close, when they were breathing the same air and he could feel her body shuddering with the weight of the breaths she was taking.

Regulus wasted no time wrapping a bloody hand around her waist and pulling her impossibly closer, like he wanted to merge their bodies together until there was no beginning or end, just the two of them wrapped around each other. Lily closed the gap between them and Regulus was immediately overwhelmed with the taste of liquor on Lily’s lips, mixed with the cherry of her red lipstick.

Lily’s hand came up to his neck, fingers adorned with gold rings, some of which Regulus had bought himself, others Lily had stolen from victims who had no use for jewellery anymore. Red manicured nails dug into Regulus’ throat and he gasped at the sudden touch, Lily swallowed the sound. Regulus could feel her lips twist into a grin against his own.

Lily pulled away just enough to speak. “You're so messy,” she teased, a wide grin on her lips, her red lipstick smeared around her mouth from the kissing. Regulus chuckled at the irony.

“Says the one covered in another man’s blood.” He brought his hand to her chin, tilting her head down and wiping the lipstick from under her bottom lip with his thumb.

“That's partially your fault,” Lily argued, narrowing her eyes at him. Her fingers trailed down his neck to his collarbones, leaving behind white marks on his pale skin. Her hand stopped to play with the necklace Regulus always wore hidden under his dress shirt, an emerald stone on a chain, the same shade as Lily’s eyes.

“And you ruined my new dress with your recklessness,” Lily complained, her lips twisting into a pout as she tilted her head, deliberately trying to make Regulus feel guilty. He rolled his eyes at it.

“What a shame,” Regulud said with not even a hint of remorse in his voice, running his hands down the green slik of her gown and leaving traces of blood in his wake. “It was such a pretty colour too.” He watched as the crimson seeped into the fabric, turning into a dark burgundy colour.

“I hope you know how to get the stains out, pretty boy,” Lily teased, pressing her lips to Regulus’ neck, leaving behind red lipstick marks as she trailed down to his chest. Regulus’ hands went lower, to the thigh pressed between his legs, skin peeking out from the slit on Lily’s pretty dress. Just under the slit, where the pale freckled skin of her thigh peeked out was a garter belt with a small silver knife tucked into it.

“Don’t bother, I’ll buy you a new one,” Regulus said, snapping the elastic of the garter against Lily’s thigh. She pulled away from his neck with a smug expression but before she could make any sly remark Regulus was pulling her back in. “To make up for the mess I made,” he whispered against her lips and connected their lips again.

[star4daisy]

Snippet from my Evan Serial Killer au:

Evan doesn't make a habit of studying his victims, they are all the same to him, all part of the same system he hates, he never truly sees them as entirely human. He never pays much attention to their features, the colour of their hair or their eyes. Of course he flirted with a few to lure them when it was required, but he never truly saw them, not really.

And yet he can’t help but notice how green Crouch’s eyes are, how there are a few spots of brown on them, the freckles on his cheeks and nose, his bow-shaped lips. Evan gets the urge to bite them, hard enough to draw blood, Barty’s pretty features would only get enhanced with blood all over his face. 

“Why is that?” The breathlessness of his voice isn’t entirely fake.

Barty smiles, it’s a little cruel, a little mocking, the type of smile that can’t be faked or trained. You got to be born with it. “I’m sure you would look lovely saying it on your knees.”

Evan’s smile is just as feral, “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Barty shrugged, “I liked the long hair better. Now what am I supposed to hold on to while I fuck your mouth?”

“Bold of you to assume you would be the one doing the fucking.”

Barty seems to consider him for a second, “We might have to fight for that," he sounds delighted by the prospect.

“I'm sure you'll put up a good struggle.” Evan assures him.

“You're lucky I like you," he warns him. "How about we get the fuck out of here?”

The thing is Evan doesn’t fuck his premeditated victims, he’s a killer not a rapist, but he does eventually kill every person he ends up sleeping with, he just can’t help it. So he has every intention of killing Barty Crouch Jr. when they leave the party together.

Be gay, do crime

[nettedtangible]

Remus: Pads, why are you wearing surgical gloves? Sirius: My hands were dry so I got the gloves and put lotion in them! Remus: You look like a serial killer Sirius: A moisturised serial killer! Barty: Ev, why are you wearing surgical gloves? Evan: I was dissecting a bird Barty *sweating*: Do me next James: Reg, why are you wearing surgical gloves? Regulus: So they won't find my fingerprints on your corpse. James *nodding enthusiastically*: Okay! Peter: Prongs, why are you wearing surgical gloves? James: Madam Pince says I'm not allowed in the library without them anymore :( Peter: Why? what did you do?? Remus *walking in*: Why is the restricted section covered in chocolate?

[vlouette]

James potter holding a dagger on regulus's throat as regulus discovers his new kink

[my-castles-crumbling]

immune - October 25 - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 169

"Jamie."

James sighed, trying determinedly to look away from the large, gray eyes that blinked up at him through stunningly long lashes. His stomach flip-flopped as he bit his lip, trying desperately to hold on to his sanity. "No," he mumbled, his voice a lot less sure than he would have liked.

"But James."

Cool fingers traced over his jaw, making him shiver. Gods. "I...am immune to your tricks," he lied to both his boyfriend and himself, swallowing thickly.

"But baby..."

And that was what did it. All of his willpower and free will melted away as he groaned softly. "Fine," he sighed, giving in far more easily than he would have liked. "But only because I'm the best boyfriend ever."

Regulus smiled a huge smile, pressing a kiss to James's nose before snatching the remote out of his hands and switching the channel to some documentary about a serial killer. "Of course you are, love," he mumbled, watching as the man on the screen took out a knife.

[addsalwayssick]

i’m challenging myself and writing a serial killer james

Tw: murder, attempted r4pe (not done by james or regulus)

The first one James killed was Barty Crouch Jr. The first person he killed? No. The first one who seemed to resonate with Regulus. Yes.

He first noticed Regulus when he was grabbing a cup of coffee. He had a hoodie, and some black jeans on. James immediately knew he had to be his.

Barty Crouch Jr. was pressing too close to Regulus on a warm summer evening with too many drinks ingested. Them two were alone. Regulus had one too many drinks and promptly shut his eyes and fell asleep. Barty tried to touch him, to pull of his shirt then his trousers before James came up behind him and stabbed him in the back.

He carried Regulus out and into the bedroom, so that He could sleep peacefully. He wouldn’t want Regulus to be traumatized in the morning. He wrote a carefully crafted note saying;

“Dear Regulus Black. I do hope this letter finds you well, but i’m sure after seeing Barty, it will not. It was for a good reason, Regulus. He was trying to pull if your trousers in your sleep. He drugged your drink.

-Xoxo, love, jpaomtetser.”

And James watched as he opened it. He watched as his face melted into shock, then as he looked at Barty as if he’d never met them. Instead of calling the police, as most people we have done, he left the house.

The next person James killed was Walburga Black. Then followed by Orion Black. He overheard Regulus telling a curious girl named Pandora about some scars he had from his childhood. It took 14 minutes to get the the Black’s place of residence. It took 10 more to kill then and hide their bodies. He spared Regulus’s brother, as the man named Sirius had presumably protected Regulus from the brunt of the force.

The final person James killed before meeting Regulus was a random man Regulus met in a bar. Regulus was mingling with him, laughing too hard at his jokes. The man was practically groping him with how much they touched. Regulus slurred that he was going to the bathroom, and in the meantime, James was able to lure the man away and murder him with his knife.

Regulus thought he left.

The time he met Regulus, was at the same coffee shop that James first saw him.

James was sitting at his usual table, a coffee in hand. He was reading, which was unusual for him, but not completely odd.

Regulus had looked around at the full tables and asked James, “Hey, can I sit here?”

James nodded and sipped his coffee. “I’m James.”

“Yes, James Potter. I know.” Regulus said, calmly.

James raised his eyebrow. “Do you now? And how is that?”

Regulus smiled. “Your note. Alternating the letters of your first and last name. Not very creative. Though I didn’t notice until I saw you at your friend Remus’s house the other day.”

“You stalking me?” James asked.

“Just as you are to me.” Regulus replied easily. “Thanks about my parents, by the way. I was going to do it myself but I was too busy killing off that one boy that came upon you.”

“Anytime, Regulus.”

Regulus lowered his voice. “And thank you about Barty. I don’t know what I would’ve done. I’m, you know. Only with girls.”

James let fondness creep into his voice. “I couldn’t let anyone else besides me deflower you.”

Regulus raised his eyebrows. “Oh yeah? Do it.”

James took it as a dare.

Serial Killer Husbands

London Times

Regulus Arcturus Black and James Fleamont Potter on the run after a massacre of 17 people. The only two people left standing were boyfriends Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. They were brought in for questioning before they denied everything and ran. We ask of you to please report any Indian man with glasses, and pale man with black hair together. Stay safe.

i have a mental breakdown anytime someone mentions a morally dark james because what’d you do to my pookie bear with an ego the size of a river and a heart to match

[curiouslymyown]

Autistic Regulus black hyperfixating on specific serial killers and boyfriend James potter being slightly concerned listening to him rant

[mentallyillastrophelfreak]

But, like, can we imagine an au where regulus is a serial killer, and everytime he kills someone, he always plays army dreamers with his own vinyl record because that's the same song that played when sirius died from murder (right in front of his eyes but he got spared)?? then james becomes his next target because he reminds him too much of sirius but before james lets regulus kills him (he's become suicidal and depressed from Sirius' death), he asks for a one last dance.

[valeriearmani1]

murder writer regulus asking barty if the scene he’s writing would actually work

serial killer barty finding out for him