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| can't decide who my favorite Marauder is, but it's Sirius, Regulus, James and Remus
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10 things only James Potter knew about Regulus Black
1) In July 1976, he came to the Potters through their floo together with unconscious Sirius. He left again before Effie and Monty came.
2) After his brother got away from home, he continued to secretly check on him.
3) He threatened Snape into not spreading the information about Remus being a werewolf.
4) He hexed another Slytherin for insulting Pandora.
5) He got punished for it by his mother. That was the second time he came through the Potters's floo.
6) He spent most of his nights at Hogwarts in the astronomy tower.
7) Regulus had violent nightmares that left him shaking. Sometimes, the shakes didn't stop for hours.
8) His touch was like the ocean - engulfing, gentle, but also powerful.
9) Before he left for the cave, he obliviated James in his sleep.
10) The obliviate didn't work.
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fanfic idea where Regulus is declared missing, then presumed dead. So James, ever the loving husband/widower, decides to get over his grief to do the one thing Regulus never got to do: to translate, edit, and publish his French poems.
However, as he gets further and further into the notebooks of poetry. James notices that it almost tells a story when he realizes each poem is giving a clue to what truly happened to Regulus
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Jegulus Coffee Shop AU Microfic
An anonymous request
"Ah, shit," Regulus cursed, tripping over the small bag in the way to his path to the trash can.
But it wasn't just the tripping that made him swear. it was the way his half-finished coffee sailed out of his hand and landed on the nearest barista, soaking the man's shit clean through.
"Fuck. Fucking-" but his angry apology was cut off by the view of the man in front of him.
The barista, who somehow still had a smile on his face, was tall and tan, his dark messy curls shadowing his eyes and his glasses framing his face.
And his shirt. His shirt was white. Or it was before. Now it was soaked through and clung to a muscular stomach, making Regulus's mouth dry. "S-sorry," he choked out, still staring.
"That's alright. I was hot anyway," the man laughed, and Regulus privately agreed. He was very hot. "Can I make you another?"
He winced, wishing he could stay and stare for a bit longer. "I have plans with my brother, I have to go, but thank you."
But the other man didn't back down. "Later then? Get a drink with me later?"
And Regulus could do nothing except nod. He accepted the little slip of paper the man handed him wordlessly and smiled as he walked away from the shop.
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James showered with Reg for the first time and Reg was sure he’d never be so relaxed again in his life. James washed his whole body for him, standing behind him and massaging his back and shoulders and each of his arms and legs. He washed his hair and rubbed his temples while the conditioner sat for a few minutes before he rinsed it out and kissed the back of Regs neck. Reg was a puddle after and would have collapsed if James wasn’t there to hold him
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longing - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 167
James stared at Sirius with a look of nothing less than longing.
Not because it was Sirius. No! It was because Sirius had nabbed the very last piece of treacle tart, leaving James without pudding.
Of course, he could have been mature about it. he could have even gone to the kitchens to get another one. But he instead chose to sit and pout.
He was quite happy with his choice, if he was honest. Fine to let Sirius feel guilty for the terribly traitorous act he'd committed.
But then a plate of his favorite dessert clanged down in front of him.
Astonished, James looked up only to see Regulus Black standing there.
"Don't make a big deal of this," Regulus mumbled before James could speak, and then quickly walked away.
And James smiled, far too happy about the little gesture from the boy he'd been pining after for weeks.
But then..."What the fuck was that?" Sirius asked thickly around a mouthful of his own tart.
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april 21 - prompt: run - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 307
Okay, so Regulus might be hiding from his friends right now. But it's for a good reason.
Pandora keeps insisting he's overworking himself with studying for their exams, while Regulus keeps insisting he is not. The rest of their friend group has similar mentality as Regulus (meaning exhaustion doesn't matter as long as you pass the exams), but not all of them can avoid Pandora for the entire afternoon, so Regulus left on his own.
Barty is going to kill him for this once he comes back.
In Regulus's defence, leaving the castle, and Pandora's fussing, was integral to his sanity. He also left a note saying he's taking a walk, so his friends wouldn't have to worry. He figured it was a good enough idea.
What might not have been the best idea, though, was to take the walk in the Forbidden forest. Especially not when he's this exhausted.
Because there's no explanation other than complete exhaustion for staring eye to eye with a stag.
They've run into each other over two minutes ago and have been staring at each other the entire time.
"Pandora's right, I need to go to sleep," Regulus mutters, shaking himself out of the trance, before slowly turning around and tripping.
Before he can hit the ground, a strong body supports him.
"Thanks, deer," Regulus whispers, not knowing whether to find his own joke funny or not. Either way, the stag seems amused, so he decides to count it as a win and never tell a soul he actually said this.
As a stag and an overworked, tired teen started their way out of the forest, Regulus mustered enough energy for one last statement: "You know, deer, you feel weirdly like James. You guys have the same aura."
And if Regulus wasn't so exhausted, he would swear he saw the stag blush.
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Evan: Remind me about why I like Barty again?
Regulus: Because you’re a gay idiot who’s type is their best friend who’s an annoying whore
Evan: Oh that’s why. Can I get a refund?
Regulus: In your fucking dreams
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James watched a muggle superhero movie and was certain he had secret powers, running around trying to make things fly to him or turn himself invisible. Remus had to hit him over the head with his own wand to make him realize
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✨reblog if you're accepting anonymous asks about anything✨
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really trying not to let my coworkers weight comment get to me rn so if anyone has any wolfstar stuff they want to send me pls do id appreciate it
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currently obsessed with the idea of barty having really fine freckles that you can barely see unless you're super close and evan realizing when they get together and saying they're really cute and making barty all flustered bc he lowkey hates them
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an actual guide to british slang for foreign marauders writers.
because i am sick of seeing
a) people using american english eg. mom, sneakers
b) people overusing "mate" and "innit"
alright? = a greeting, like hello.
everyday words
ain't = haven't
scran = food, or to describe eating
swear down = promise
"swear down, I didn't do nothing,"
bloody = can be used in any sentence at any time
"bloody hell" "its bloody pissing it down out there" "i was bloody wankered"
bloke = a man
innit = isn't it?
mate = equivalent of calling someone bro
bruv, lad, my son = bro, dude, etc
fags, rollies, ciggies, (NOT A SPLIFF) = cigarettes
trust = trust me
"trust, ill tell you later"
chatting (what you chatting about?) = what are you on about?
quid = pound
proper buzzing = really excited
good
sound = good
bangin' = really good
lush = good
"that scran was lush"
jokes = a laugh, funny
bare = a lot of
fit = physically attractive
"he's well fit, isn't he?"
pissed = drunk
dodgy/dodge = questionable
bad
are you taking the piss? = are you having a laugh?
thats peak = thats bad
not being funny, but... = no offense but...
gordon bennett! = surprise, shock, disbelief
slag off = talk badly about someone
"she was slagging her off to anyone who'd listen"
minging, rank = disgusting
bloody nora = expression of surprise, irritation
bollocks = nonsense, something bad
"stop talking bollocks, mate"
skint = broke
prat, git = an idiot
insults
a melt = a pathetic person
clapped = ugly
"he's fucking clapped..."
sket = a promiscuous woman
slag = ^^
minger = an unattractive person
plonker = calling someone silly, not offensive
"don't be a plonker..."
cunt = VERY OFFENSIVE!
wanker, tosser = a general insult
bender, poof = a gay man, used insultingly
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James and Regulus meeting when they both get trapped in an elevator. Over the course of 3 hours, James calms Regulus from a panic attack, Regulus calms James from a panic attack, they pace around, play ice breakers, etc etc and finally kiss but they both eventually get cell service back and find out both of their emergency calls are to Sirius and realize who the other is
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23: Resist
@jegulus-microfic | April 23: resist | word count: 268
James was warm.
Like abnormally warm.
Even in the winter when they walked outside and their breaths came out in tiny clouds.
So naturally, Regulus could not be blamed for his inability to resist himself from reaching out anytime they were together.
When they walked to classes, through the halls, to stores, his hand would always find its way to James’ hand.
When they moved in together and he came home from a walk or a meeting, he would beeline straight to where James was, immediately looking for his warmth.
At some point, it had stopped being about the physical warmth that James carried with him. Instead the necessity that Regulus had with seeking the comfort that James brought from simply being there.
It had become a running joke amongst his friends. Especially with Barty and Even taking any and every opportunity to tease him about him always having some point of contact with James.
He could say he was bothered by it, that the teasing got annoying or something like that. But honestly? He didn’t care.
Regulus was more than well aware that this could be considered clingy but he just did not care.
It was comforting to have James with him, around him, near him. Just the knowledge that James would always stick by his side made the teasing glances and words irrelevant to him.
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Remus and Sirius in line at the supermarket
Girls behind them: *speaking French*
Sirius (muttering under his breath): Some people clearly think they're the only ones who know French.
Girls: *continuing speaking French*
Sirius: *embarrassedly smiling*
Remus: What? What are they saying?
Sirius: They're talking about my arse.
Remus: *grabs Sirius' arse, turns around, and winks*
Girls: *gasps, clasp their mouths, and run off behind the nearest shelf*
Remus and Sirius: *laughs uncontrollably*
Sirius: What? You don't think I deserve a little appreciation?
Remus: No one talks about your arse in a language I don't understand.
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I think we forget just how much, anger and hurt James must have felt JAMES POTTER watching HIS SON being abused and used just like Sirius
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