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felt the need to jegulusify two posts i came across
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James was a virgin, he had made it very clear to Regulus before they took things any further. But it wasn't until he had is mouth on James' cock for the first time that it truly sunk in.
It had only taken a few light strokes for James to get fully hard, and once he had his lips wrapped around the head, James thrust into his mouth instinctively, making Regulus gag.
Regulus has never seen anyone so desperate before, especially considering they had just started.
"Fuck Jamie, you're such a virgin. You have such a big cock and don't even know how to use it. Couldn't even fuck my mouth correctly."
Then he starts crying. James is sobbing and saying sorry and at first Regulus thinks he's upset him but then James is coming in Regulus' hand, and the younger boy is awestruck.
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S: "Silver wolf"
R: "Old dog"
They get older every time I draw them but they deserved to grow old together. Wolfstar the age they should be now, in their mid 60s
(Stg no one mention tlou like on insta 💀)
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jirgin microfic save me..save me jirgin microfic
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Harris now begins her defeat speech. Most expect it to lose in some states due to the Biden administration's support for Israel and its promise to stand by Gaza. Unfortunately, Trump will also not stand with Gaza, and since his term, he has declared Jerusalem the capital of Israel.Please support Gaza because in reality there is no administration or president who stands by the oppressed people of Gaza. Only free peoples stand by them. In this difficult time, I call on you to support my oppressed family in Gaza.
Please stand by my family from famine and devastating war
To support my family from here 👈👈
Palestine is free
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the internet is an inherently haunted place if you think about it like. it's so weird to see long abandoned discussion boards stuck in a snapshot of the past, old conversations between kids from over a decade ago who have now grown into their own lives, obituaries taking the form of half finished profiles. and the silence that fills the gaps between. there's a constant ghostly record of each generation's thoughts, fads, their sense of humour. back when the future was at their fingertips. even stranger, people you used to know exist openly in that space, and they watch you watching them. if you want, deceased musicians can play through your headphones. there's always an underlying sense of reminiscing and time escaping our ever shortening attention spans. what a fuckin graveyard
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across - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 294
It was early. The sun had barely started to peek above the horizon and James didn't want to leave the comfort of the warm bed he was curled up in. But Quidditch practice called, and as the captain, it was a bad look to be late.
So, pulling away from the other person in the bed, he places a soft kiss on his head and mumbled softly, "Bye, love. Have a good morning," all while smiling adoringly.
His only response was a groan, so he chuckled and slipped out of the bed curtains.
Of course, he couldn't just walk out of the room. Nobody knew he was there. So he crept slowly, not bothering to throw on the Invisibility Cloak because of the hour, and tip-toed down the stairs to the Common Room. All was going very well, until he looked across to the opposite staircase and saw-
"Marlene?" he gasped, forgetting who he was and where he was.
"James?" the girl whisper-screamed, eye wide. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Of course, then it hit him. "I...er..." he stumbled on his words, because the honest truth was that he had no reason for being in the Slytherin Common Room at 4:30am. "I..."
But Marlene was too smart for him. A huge smile formed on her face and she said happily, "You are dating Regulus, aren't you? Dorcas really thought so and I told her there was no way, but-"
"Dorcas?" James interrupted, breaking into his smug grin. "Is that who you've been with? Dorcas Meadowes?"
Marlene turned bright red and snapped her mouth shut, swallowing loudly. "Fine," she said after a moment. "I didn't see you and you didn't see me."
"Deal," James laughed. "See you in an hour at practice?"
"Yup."
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cage - November 15th - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 266
James looked up from his computer as soon as he heart the door close, smiling at the thought of his boyfriend finally returning home. "Hey, baby!" he called happily. "Did you have fun at the market? Did you and Pandora find anything nice?"
"Erm..."
But Regulus's voice, coming from the kitchen, sounded off. He sounded almost guilty. Frowning, James moved to get off of the couch.
"Before you say anything," Regulus's voice came from the doorway behind him, "just know! They were keeping him in a cage!"
"A wha-?"
But as James finally turned around and laid eyes on his boyfriend he found that the other man was not alone:
In his arms was the tiniest, fluffiest black cat James had ever seen. The kitten sat purring, a content but aloof look on his little face, and immediately James was strongly reminded of Regulus himself. "Who's this?" he breathed stepping forward and gently petting the cat's head with one finger.
Regulus, who was looking at him with a nervous expression, said softly, "I haven't named him. I didn't know how you would feel about him. I just- he was all alone, the only cat left that they were selling, all his siblings had left, you know? He was stuck in that cage all by himself. And he needed someone to take care of him, so I-"
Hardly missing the connection, James cut Regulus off, offering him a smile. "Reg, he's perfect. And he's ours. Of course I love him."
Regulus's body sagged with obvious relief and he burst into a grin, his whole face lighting up.
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🤍 • 🕯️ • 🎞️
If music be the food of love, play on.
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been thinking about this lately: au where regulus is remus’ doctor; regulus and sirius have a good relationship and sirius occasionally drops by regulus’ practice to have lunch, only to end up flirting shamelessly and inappropriately for months with his little brother’s big brown eyed patient. on the other hand, however, remus is not to be trusted to go to the doctor by himself, and so how could his over protective best friend james potter ever let him go alone? and oh, isn’t remus’ mean doctor just the most outrageously attractive man he’s ever seen?
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Study session
Haha dont mames me olvide q tenía tumblrre
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I saw this version of draco on pinterest (im assuming from magic awakened game) and tried drawing it???
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But what happens when the sun slips away and he’s stuck in the shadows once again?
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Activity - November 13 - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 218
“...and it can do all sorts of things!” James exclaimed, happily waving his wrist around as he went on. “Send text messages, display photos, even track your heart rate!”
“Why would you want to track your heart rate?” Sirius asked, tilting his head to the side and frowning.
“Dunno, but I can!” James grinned, tapping his watch and showing his best friend a graph. “See? You can see how my heart’s been all day long!”
But Sirius was immediately concerned by a noticable incline in James’s otherwise-steady numbers. “Did you have a bloody heart attack earlier or something?”
“No,” James frowned, turning his wrist to examine the graph. “I didn’t even-” but he cut off his own words, turning bright red. “Oh.”
“Let me see that again,” Sirius mumbled, grabbing James’s wrist and looking closer. “It shot up at eleven this morning! Right before I got back! When you and Regulus were…were alone…” His eyes glazed over as he put the pieces together.
Taking a deep, steadying breath, Sirius gave James a death glare.
“Please tell me you and Regulus were fucking exercising or something, Prongs,” Sirius said, his voice low and threatening.
“We were definitely doing some vigorous activity,” James said with a sheepish grin.
“Oh, ew!” Sirius whined, stuffing his head into a nearby couch pillow.
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respect - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 155
"Holy fuck," James said, his voice an almost-wistful whine as he and his friends walked towards Regulus. "He looks so..."
And Regulus did look so... Dressed for their date in a button-down black shirt and matching trousers that hugged his arse in the most delicious way, James couldn't help but openly gape. How in the world had he gotten this lucky?
"James," Sirius said through tight lips. "Are you staring at my baby brother's arse?"
"I-" he took a deep breath and tried to think of an excuse, but found none as he again lost all intelligent thought when looking at the beautiful boy across the Great Hall. "I'm staring respectfully," he murmured, already grimacing at Sirius's future response.
But as he dodged Sirius's punch, he couldn't help but inhale, because Regulus was turning towards him and smiling shyly.
And that smile made him feel a thousand times more light-headed than the black trousers did.
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crimson rivers jegulus
regulus “where are his glasses” black and james “you’re hesitating, love” potter
fanart of ‘crimson rivers’ by bizarrestars on ao3
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