#seeker regulus

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Biblically accurate Regulus Black playing quidditch

[danceinthunder]

James Potter getting bored in a quidditch match whilst looking for the snitch deciding to fly round in loop de loops and Regulus panicking and yelling at him to stop in French.

[theprongspotter]

Provide - Jegulus - @stag-microfic - Day 6 - 269 words

Regulus doesn’t expect to see a stag standing in the astronomy tower when he went to do his astronomy homework, but he’s not surprised. He just raises a brow as his lips twitch up into a smile. “Hey, Jamie.”

The stag grunts and gently nudges him with his antlers. Regulus laughs softly and just begins to get his work out. The stag, however is persistent, with jabs and bleats every few moments.

“James,” Regulus frowns, grabbing his inkwell before it can tip over. “You’re going to ruin my work.”

The stag transforms back into James, who sits down beside his boyfriend with a frown. “How’d you know it was me? Don’t you want me to provide an explanation?”

A smirk falls on Regulus’ lips. “You and your friends aren’t as secretive as you think. I saw you lot transform while I was collecting potion ingredients in the Forbidden Forest—including Remus, and he’s told me about his… situation. I know you lot are stupidly noble enough to become animagi for him. Besides, you kept asking me questions about animagi last year. Oh, and your friends call you ‘Prongs.’ So, yeah.” He shrugs, finally looking away from the parchment in front of him and over at James, who’s gaping. This eleicits a chuckle from Regulus.

After a few seconds, James seems to regain consciousness. “I should’ve known you’d figure it out. You’re bloody brilliant.”

“Thank you.” Regulus preens under the compliment. “Now, I’ve got to do my astronomy homework, so stop being distracting.”

James brows furrow. “I’m not even doing anything?”

“Exactly.” Regulus nods, looking back at his homework.

James smirks.

[allaboutlov3]

I can’t stop thinking about the discussion James and Regulus must have had when Harry was sorted into Gryffindor. James would smirk at Regulus for a looooong time.

But oh how sweet Regulus comeback was when Harry was chosen as seeker for the quidditch team.

[drowningtheyougestblack]

#Remus commentating quidditch

"Hello everyone. Welcome to the 4th match of the season. Griffindor vs slytherin."

"Alright the match is starting. Players are in position. And WE'RE ON"

"Chaser Mary MacDonald almost got hit by a bludger launched at her. Honesty, what the fuck are griffindor beaters doing? That's like their only job." Everyone can hear sirius' fuck you on that.

"Oo, griffindor seeker has spotted the snitch. She's going for it. She's going to get it. And.. she's a lump on the ground. Honestly McKinnon, you can see the bloody snitch from half way through the pitch but you can't see the ground in front of your FUCKING FACE"

"god that must've hurt. YOU FUCKING DESERVE IT AVERY-"

"Any ways back to the game. Where is that fucking quaffle".

"Seems like james potter has finally took a break from swooning over slytherin seeker black and is speeding towards the goals with the quaffle."

"Let's see if slytherin keeper dolohov has the skill to block the goal or if he's just a useless dick".

"AND TEN POINTS TO GRIFFINDOR. That just proves that dolohov *is* a useless dick"

"McKinnon spots the snitch again. Black would've too if he wasn't so busy staring at james thighs. Like man we know how good they are, but FOCUS ON THE FUCKING GAME. Honestly you both are pathetic".

"REGULUS BLACK HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH, 150 POINTS TO SLYTHERIN."

"slytherin wins, yay I guess. Looks like he took those words personally.

"Anyways griffindor lost, that's gotta suck".

[urfavsherlockholmeskinnie]

Regulus: Isn’t it weird that we can’t ride any other animal except horses. Like if horses weren’t a thing, humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. Like riding animals wouldn’t really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.

Barty: Elephants.

Regulus: Blocked.

Dorcas: Camels.

Regulus: Extra blocked.

Pandora: Donkeys.

Regulus: Ultra blocked.

Evan: James' dick.

Regulus: …Followed.

[caspervi]

Star Seeker

[stxrrnightjxr]

Regulus who’s become so desensitized to his emotions, the fragility and innocence so stripped from him in his childhood, that now even physically, the sensations he felt are dulled. Barty would cast a stinging hex, accidentally hitting Regulus once in charms, and would stare at him in confusion when Regulus barely even flinched. Evan remained puzzled when he watched Regulus burn his hand one Christmas on their makeshift lantern in their dorm one night, and he just simply cast a healing charm without a single yelp.

So maybe that’s why Regulus so enjoyed Remus’ firm arms around him, so tight, and his heavy hand. Because he could feel it- every time he couldn’t help but melt into the werewolf’s arms after a stressful exam, because he was so comforted by the warm pressure, by the pleasant press with Remus’ scarred hands on his hips, when they kissed. Sometimes he’d even just quietly ask him to simply lie on him, when the rested beside eachother in the dark of the gryffindor’s dorm, because Remus was so much better than any weighted blanket he could purchase.

In conclusion, they’re in love.

[courfee]

AU in which James breaks up with Regulus and to spite him Regulus becomes one of the most well known people in one of James' areas of interest just so James can't enjoy his thing anymore without being confronted with Regulus

[onehundredflamingos]

19 / thumb / 254 words

@jegulus-microfic

“You’re beautiful,” James said softly into the small space between him and Regulus. They had been talking for what felt like hours, divulging more information than the person on the neighboring bar stool probably needed to know, and yet…

James wanted time to stand still. Wanted to sit and stare at this beautiful man forever; wanted to listen to the stories about his job and his youth, stories shared alongside whiskey shots and IPAs.

Regulus blushed and turned away from James, taking a quick sip of his beer, but it only gave James a better view of his flushed cheeks.

Regulus set his glass against the bar top before turning back to face James, tongue swiping out to lick the foam off his upper lip. James reached out and immediately swiped his thumb beneath his lower one, wiping away a droplet of beer that had escaped as he drank.

“Can I kiss you?” James asked, the question barely more than a whisper.

“You don’t —” Regulus stumbled over his words. “You don’t even know me.”

“I know you enjoy playing the piano and watching soccer; I know you have an older brother named Sirius; I know you desperately want a kitten, but your roommate is allergic.”

Regulus’ eyes went wide in shock, like he couldn’t believe James had actually been listening to him.

“And I know that I’d like to kiss you.”

James leaned forward, but paused, eyes trained on Regulus’ as he waited for his answer.

“Yeah, James,” Regulus breathed. “You can kiss me.”

[littleyellowtangerine]

Reggie attends all of James' games even though he always says he is forced to.

[chasingthestarss]

June 1- Pride @jegulus-microfic wc: 116

Regulus had never been to pride before. The rainbows that littered the streets made him feel at home. The amount of people who were just like him made his heart soar.

James was there, holding his hand as they watched the parades of people showing their pride in whatever way they could. Regulus knew he would be coming back.

Something so beautiful and full of love had to be a yearly occurrence. James seemed to agree. Positively beaming at every little thing.

Regulus couldn’t even tell you how many times James kissed him that day. Or how many times people cheered because of it. Because wasn’t love something to be cheerful about? To be proud of?

[jamessluttythighs]

stage - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 292

Regulus has no idea how he got into this situation. What had started off as a casual Friday evening was slowly turning into one of the strangest situations of his life. Trust Sirius and James five shots in to make some questionable decisions.

Remus and Regulus were sitting in a crowded bar. With barely any space between the small circular tables and the lights flashing purple and blue, Regulus felt slightly nauseous. 

They had started off with innocent drinks at James and Regulus’ apartment. It remained that way until James and Sirius started to play truth or dare. Each round becoming more absurd than the last.

That is how Regulus ended up here. At a karaoke bar. With his boyfriend wearing Spiderman pyjamas (that last fitted him when he was fourteen) and his brother wearing a pink cowboy hat complete with matching boots standing on the stage. 

“God what have you done?” James started, leaning dramatically into the mic stand. His midriff on display as well as his shins thanks to the way too small sleepwear. “You’re a pink pony girl,” punctuated with a finger pointing at his best friend. 

“And you dance at the club,” Sirius continues with a twirl. A spotlight somewhere behind them following their movements. “Oh mama, I’m just having fun”

Regulus glances at Remus. His eyes transfixed on Sirius. His mouth slightly opened in bewilderment. “Those two idiots are ours, aren’t they?” Regulus says to Remus, leaning his glass in. Remus taps his own glass to Regulus’ in response. “You bet your ass they are,” Remus smirks. 

“It’s where I belong,” James continues, shooting a wink at Regulus. He can feel his cheeks burning as he nods along to the performance. “Down at the Pink Pony Club”

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@jegulus-microfic june 19 — mechanic — 843 words aka motocross enthusiasts to future boyfriends

James hastens to unclip and throw off his helmet. Carelessly, he throws it to the side where it lands with a dull thud in the foliage while he runs over to the person that just slipped off their motocross bike in front of him.

They were racing each other.

He came out of nowhere, appearing on the trail right next to James. As if he’d materialized himself out of thin air. Decked out in all black and bike an atrocious lime yellow-green that doesn’t blend with the background of the forest even if it wanted to.

He’d snaked his way in front of James when their twin paths united again. Two fingers were tipped from his helmet in a mock salute and then he’d accelerate hard and fast, swirling dirt at James’ helmet visor.

And, well. James has never said no to a challenge a day in his life. Especially from such a cheeky opponent. So James had revved his engine and done his best to keep up and find ways to overtake his mysterious challenger.

The thing is, the other guy was fast. Quick and nimble on his bike, winding between trees and seeking out every opportunity to get a good head start. Jumping off hills instead of taking them easier, dangerous maneuvers, snapping branches and leaving behind angry wheel tracks.

And James was chasing. As soon as the trees cleared a little James managed to pull almost level with him. The biker threw multiple looks over his shoulder when he noticed and James’ grin sharpened when he heard a short laugh from his front left. They parted ways when James chose to round a hill instead of going up and over it, slowing down to keep out of the other’s landing range.

But just as quickly James’ smile was gone.

Maybe the ground was muddier than the guy thought or he got too high-spirited. His hind wheel slipped right from underneath him upon hitting the ground again, making him tumble forward with the remaining momentum and his bike sideways.

Now, James skidders down onto his padded knees next to the body laying in the dirt. “Fuck, hey! You okay?”

He gets a groan in response, raspy and breathless.

And then James gets all breathless when the other guy weakly shoves off his own helmet. It’s pale skin contrasting starkly with his all black getup, dark curls tumbling onto his forehead and stormy eyes fluttering up at him.

Oh.

The gorgeous man on the ground grunts vaguely, “Never been better.”

James makes a skeptical noise. “Hey, open your eyes for me again. Can you see clearly?”

Slowly, grey eyes blink open and try focusing on James’ figure kneeling over him. His lips part around a silent gasp once they’re wide open, looking at James intensely. “Um, yeah,” he answers.

James’ mouth tips into a grin. “Hi there.”

“Hi,” the other breathes weakly.

“And your name is?”

“Regulus.”

James hums, “And how many fingers do you see, Regulus?” He holds up 3.

“Three,” Regulus answers dutifully.

James switches his fingers, holding his thumb to his forefinger, the tips of both of them creating a little heart. “And how many now?” James smirks.

Regulus’ wide eyed glance turns into a scowl, lips pouting as he pushes James’ hand away with a grumbling noise. James doesn’t miss the way his cheeks pinken though.

Regulus tries to sit up but he immediately plops back onto his elbows with a groan.

“Don’t be a hero,” James admonishes and pushes him to lay back down.

“How’s my bike?” Regulus wants to know. It’s quiet safe for the sounds of the forest, birds chirping, wind rustling the thicket.

James looks over his shoulder where the lime green atrocious is laying sideways in the leaves. The motor isn’t on anymore but it doesn’t look bent or scratched. “Looks in okay shape,” James replies, turning back to Regulus. He’s looking up at him with an uneasy gleam in his bright eyes. James drives a hand through his hair, licks his lips. Regulus’ eyes follow the motion. ”Easily fixable, I bet,” James reassures, “Probably just some of the electronics impacted.”

Regulus lets his head thump back into the foliage with an unhappy groan.

James grins. “Hey, y’know what? I’ll take you to my mechanic. Guy’s awesome! Funniest person I know and he really knows his bikes.”

James expects Regulus to lighten up and be thankful for the offer but instead he’s met with an almost patronizing smile in return. “Hard pass. I already have a trusted mechanic.”

James narrows his eyes, feeling defensive. “Well, your loss then. Sirius always does a flawless job for a good price. Plus,” he grins again, “His fancy ass espresso machine makes a mean hot chocolate. And he lets me have one every time.” James nods to himself, feeling victorious.

Something flits over grey eyes and then Regulus’ own lips tip onto a smirk. “I know,” he answers and James is properly confused for a few momentps before Regulus goes on. “I bought it for my brother.”

[allaboutlov3]

Jegulus dads, part of ‘The Seekers Tale’

One day while eating breakfast Regulus and James are getting a letter from Hogwarts. James opens it and starts reading. Regulus doesn’t notice it because he’s hidden behind the newspaper muttering something about stupid politicians.

James then clears his throat: “Harry’s having a three weeks detention.”

“What? Why?”, Regulus asks somewhat worried. Not worried enough to put the paper down completely.

“He was found outside of bed, actually. After curfew.”

This gets Regulus attention. “But...he has the cloak, has he not? And…and the map?”

“Yeah well.”, James hesitates. “Apparently he was otherwise…um…occupied.”

Regulus looks at him puzzled. “What?” He then reaches over to grab the letter out of James hand, who started smiling deviously. Regulus scans the letter quickly.

Then he stops and he huffs loudly: “HE WAS FOUND DOING WHAT? WITH…WITH WHOM?”

James laughs while watching his husband having a full blown meltdown over the fact that Harry was found somewhat indecent with a certain blond Slytherin.

The Christmas party is going to be fun this year.

[deadpoetsargas]

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(Not mine btw)