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xjustakay · 8 months

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(8/25) prompt: gold — 1150 words (firefighter james episode 2: being a menace - pt.1, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5) @jegulus-microfic

Regulus loves photography, he does. It’s been a great hobby to pass the time and an excellent excuse for his mildly pretentious takes when it comes to ‘aesthetic.’

The thing is, he really should have thought this particular project through a bit more.

A day off from the coffee shop to work on a shoot, sure, great. In theory. In context? In the context of taking photos of oiled up firefighters in various states of partial undress for a charity calendar? Mistakes may have been made. He’s too gay for this —a realization made too far into the commitment to back out.

Really, it hit him like a fist to the face the moment James’ turn came up.

Stupid. Idiot. Absolute fucking fool.

As if Regulus didn’t know that the man he’s been steadily seeing and getting to know recently —the man who suggested he help with this project in the first place— wouldn’t volunteer to be part of the group for the photoshoot. Of fucking course James would; “it’s for charity,” he’d said.

Regulus is going to throttle him later.

Or mount him.

Could go either direction at this point.

They’re around the back of the station building, just the two of them. It was specifically stated that the individuals who were volunteering to take part in the calendar would have to utilize one of their rare days off to shoot their photos so the fire station wasn’t under-covered on staff. Regulus and James could be doing anything else in the world with this day, but no. No, they’re here, with James rubbing baby oil over his naked torso while Regulus tries to keep from literally fucking salivating.

He’s known James was fit from the moment he walked into the coffee shop and made a place for himself in Regulus’ life. Fully clothed, the man is unbearably gorgeous. Underneath his clothes? God, it’s worse. It’s painful.

All defined lines of muscle and warm tan skin. James works out on a regular basis, has to stay in shape for his job, but it’s more than that. Regulus has learned that James has always been athletically inclined. James prides himself on his body, and he’s not shy about it.

Which is obvious in the way that he looks up from his own bare chest and catches Regulus staring, a knowing smirk instantly twitching at his lips.

“Care to help slick me up?”

“I should kill you.” It slips past Regulus’ lips without thought to pause, but all James does is laugh loudly, head tipped back with the lovely sound. Regulus huffs, shifting on his feet. “Are you almost done? I have other things I want to be doing.”

“Care to share?” James tosses the bottle of oil onto the grass, wiping off the remainder on his hands down the ridges of his stomach. “Don’t spare any of the dirty details now, love.”

Regulus manages to glare at him, but it’s weak considering the blush that colors his cheeks. “You’re a menace to society.”

“Public hero, menace to society.” James lifts his hands, leaning one direction then the next, like weighing an invisible scale.

“Fix your fucking suspenders.”

“Fix them for me.” Both dark brows lift over the gold frames of James’ glasses, a dangerous grin stretching across his face.

Letting his camera hang from the neck strap, Regulus lets out a dramatic sigh but crosses the small distance toward him. James positively lights up as he approaches, standing miraculously still to let Regulus do what he needs.

James is wearing the yellow turnout pants typical of his uniform, obviously sans a shirt. The pants hang suspiciously lower on James’ hips today, the defined line that narrows beneath his waistband on display. Attached to that band, though, are the usual thick red suspenders, hanging on either side of James’ legs presently. Regulus tugs one up fully over James’ left shoulder, actively working to keep his eyes from venturing to anything more distracting.

“Keep this arm bent against the wall.” Regulus handles him a little roughly on purpose, yanking his arm up as needed to pose him beside the brick wall.

“And this one?” James asks, sliding his opposite hand down Regulus’ side, squeezing at his hip when he gets there.

Regulus takes a slow deep breath through his nose before glancing up at James’ face finally. He swats at the hand on his hip blindly. “Keep it to yourself.”

A charged pause, Regulus’ head cocking to the side before:

“For now.”

James huffs a laugh, but the smug satisfaction on his face shines brighter than his amusement. Regulus loops the other suspender over James’ right forearm, hooking it in the crook of his elbow when he guides James to bend the arm. He presses James’ right hand against the top edge of his turnout pants, meeting his eyes evenly.

“Tuck your thumb into them a little,” He instructs.

James immediately follows direction and it sends a static through Regulus that makes him wish they weren’t quite literally outside James’ place of work currently. James tugs at the waistband slightly more than entirely necessary, exposing more of the sharp line that Regulus is definitely not thinking about tracing with his tongue. He’s being professional, damn it.

“Like that?” James checks, voice low.

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s perfect.” Regulus’ words come out breathier than before, and he catches himself staring downward with a jolt and a fluttered blink. He clears his throat and takes a much needed step back. “Now stare off to the right, look moody if you have to.”

“Thought that was your job.”

“Do less comedy.”

James snorts but stays in the posed position, turning his head as requested. Regulus takes another few steps back for the full shot and lifts the camera from his chest. As if knowing he’s already having a hell of a time doing this job, it’s like the universe itself is against Regulus the way that the sun shines perfectly, haloing James beautifully where he stands —a god damn wet dream being immortalized.

Maybe Regulus takes a couple extra shots. For… purely artistic purposes. Obviously.

Once again, before he gives himself the thought to stop from speaking his thoughts aloud, Regulus asks, “Can you wear this at home?”

He looks up from the tiny square screen on the camera toward James. It’s obvious that James is trying to refrain from laughing, having not been dismissed from his current pose, but he does turn his head to look at Regulus delightedly.

“Oh, so that’s what you’d rather be doing, huh? Wouldn’t have guessed.” James taunts, his playful arrogance never-ending. “Need to work out a bit of a fantasy for yourself, is that it?”

Regulus blushes again, but he meets the teasing evenly this time. “Why do you think I started dating you?”

This time James does laugh, unhelpable. Regulus sneaks a picture of that, too, just for himself.

#jegulus #firefighter james agenda persists #and regulus and i are dying about it #also this got away from me very fast lmao #kay’s microfics #kay’s writing #fic: you got the antidote #<- the origins

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cressthebest · 1 day

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jegulily my beloved 😌

#thinking about them so much #i also WILL share my jegulily headcanons if anyone sends me an ask #it would take very little to prompt me into talking about them #i’m going feral over them rn #dying for good content of them #especially stuff that isn’t smut #marauders #regulus black #james potter #lily evans #jegulily

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3d-wifey · 7 months

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How many of y'all would care if I included Harry Potter into my list of what I write? Mainly the Marauders and co. I mean, there's more than enough written for them, but mainly with sub!reader, and I mean HELLA sub, which I realize I'm not 😒

AND YOU KNOW IM WRITING THAT POLY!MARAUDERS SHIT PEW PEW PEW

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mishy-mashy · 11 months

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That opinion that every happy ending involves getting married and having kids and it's happily ever after? This does NOT apply to the Astrea family AT ALL.

Case Study #1: Wilhelm and Theresia

They marry and have a kid, go through that typical line of a happy end... but in reality, Wilhelm loves his wife too much, and it's a problem

(especially after said wife dies and he blames everyone else in his family and Oh, Look! Family Drama!™)

Happily ever after? He's estranged himself from the Astreas now, blames his own grandson, and goes on a long journey of revenge. His son's become an alcoholic, his daughter-in-law is dead to the world, and he just left the Astrea family to be handled by the mess that is Heinkel

Wilhelm was so obsessed with his wife, thought his kid might've been a genius (he was not), and when his wife was gone, he was pretty quick to turn around and leave

And where was he before Theresia even died? Where was Theresia, too? When Heinkel couldn't get a job, when Louanna became a Sleeping Beauty, or when people broke into the Astrea manor?

Reinhard was five when Theresia died. These events all happened before that, and they're... enjoying retirement, I guess?

Case #2: Louanna and Heinkel

First off, they married young. Well, to us, it's young, but remember, the age they can start getting married is 15. They're in something like a medieval period. Being around 18 or 19 is totally plausible to get married for them. As we've seen with Priscilla, age gaps aren't a problem either

Heinkel has a beautiful wife and has a kid, and all is well for exactly two years. Then his wife is Gluttony-ed, and everything goes downhill from then on

Heinkel...

... has little talent for the sword, yet is stuck between two generations of Sword Saints (his mother and his son)

... doesn't qualify for the "van" in his name

... can't even get a proper job on his own

... almost loses Reinhard when he's FOUR

... is searching for a cure for his wife that involves killing the dragon that protects their kingdom

... has not kept his wife's state under wraps so nearly everyone knows and can gossip

... verbally abuses even those who try to help him and then regrets it when it's too late

... lost to his own 5-year old kid in a sword duel despite training his whole life himself

... is aware that national laws have been made to restrict his son

... has a job for the sake of appearances with no actual responsibility

... 's job is being done for him by someone about half his age and is otherwise just a knight (Julius)

Heinkel grew up with two heroes for parents, realized he could never match up to even the family general standard, but he does get a beautiful wife and son... and then his wife disappears in what might've the peak of his marriage, and his son has all the talent in the world—something Heinkel might've dreamed of having

Case 3: Reinhard.

Reinhard is obviously expected to marry and have a child to continue the Divine Protection, but that too is just another responsibility he's burdened with.

He's someone with so many Divine Protections that he can see the reality of what each is like. What if he doesn't want his kid to go through having the one that brings so much family expectation (Sword Master)?

Does Reinhard even lose that blessing if it's passed on? Does he just keep his copy and the next one has it too?

Would Reinhard actually feel relieved because his own child now shoulders the responsibilities he had to deal with over the Divine Protection?

Does Reinhard even have a proper understanding of how to express love, or what parental love looks like, if the two cases above are his main examples?

It's been stated that Reinhard would marry whoever the world chose. He isn't going to choose, and especially not for love. Reinhard's just an existence trying to please everyone and live up to their expectations because there's too much at stake that it's impossible to do otherwise

Example: what if he doesn't do right and everyone is dissapointed or leaves?

What even happened during the shady relationship Reinhard and Heinkel apparently had when Reinhard was younger?

In fact, the Astrea family problems started AFTER they got married. Except Reinhard, but that's because he already has to deal with the problems from the marriages of those before him, and they still haven't been solved or even ignored

#just woke up so I'll look at this later #checked in and remembered this applies to Subaru too #he marries Rem in an IF and everything's fine... but then he's back where he started #sure it was a happy “ending” but it wasnt the right and proper ending #b99 Rosa said something about how marrying having kids and being happy is just something TV does #and a lot of marriages in Re:Zero have problems or a not-good future #Emilia's parents are an unknown #Julius's parents died helping others and Julius was thrust into the position of the Juukulius heir away from his normal #Carol and Grimm just witness the mess that is the Astrea family despite being from its time of even before the Demihuman war #Lilianas parents dont care that she left and just think it'd be cool to replace her with another kid #priscilla with all her husbands dying soon after marriage #regulus makes the problems in all his relationships #i had thoughts i couldnt articulate and now ive lost my train of thought #rezero #re zero #re:zero #astrea #oh well

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penelope-regulus · 1 year

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I had a sudden divine revelation--

Guys we can't blame Callisto for stealing our hearts and doing as he pleases with them!! He has a special ability called "Automatic Pheromone Release," and... and... AND???

IT'S NOT UP TO HIM TO SWEEP US UP OFF OUR FEET AND LEAVE US SWOONING AND LAUGHING IN HIS CHARMING WAKE?!

#I could talk about this for hours but imma stop there #I'm dying #If he was real... if he was... I'll leave that open ended for now #callisto regulus #villains are destined to die #death is the only ending for the villainess #vadd #vadtd #ditoeftv

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jadescornerofinternetinsanity · 1 year

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a very passionate ramble about Regulus Black bc i have The Brainrot

TW: fictional suicide

one of the many things the just *gets* me when i think about the intersection between canon reg and like fanon reg is, if we look at things from a canon-compliant perspective, reg went into that cave knowing he would die. At the very least knowing he might. When people talk about regulus they say oh "he redeemed himself at the end" and "he made the right choice" but. no he didn't. the right choice in that situation looks like betraying voldemort, yes. But that doesn't mean a suicide mission. And for anyone other than regulus it wouldn't have. He could have gone to his brother, to James, god forbid to DUMBLEDORE. The right choice was to find a way to get into contact with the Order, through Sirius or directly. But he couldn't. Because the greatest tragedy of Reg's story is that he never had anywhere -- anyone -- to go to. Regulus killed himself. He was eighteen, he was alone, and he didn't just "do the right thing in the end." No, he killed himself. Deliberately and intentionally. After being made into a child soldier, after being left alone, after having nowhere to fucking go, he fucking killed himself. Now that's heartbreaking. That's tragedy.

And I think about how in OOTP Sirius has no kind words to say about Regulus, and i think about Regulus slicing his hand open and opening the cave with Black family blood and not saying goodbye. And i just, can't think of a reason Regulus would do that if not for Sirius.

I doubt it was a moral awakening like this kid was fully socialized to be a bigot, and idk maybe something woke him up. But when I think about it, the only real motivation i can think of for Regulus to betray the death eaters and the family that he stuck with despite everything, is because of Sirius. Because his brother was on the other side of a war Regulus had just discovered was unwinnable. So he kills himself because he betrays voldemort for Sirius, but he doesn't say goodbye, he doesn't try and find a way to live through it, to ask for help. Regulus dies in that cave because he wants to.

(and this is where the fanon lore comes in)

I think about regulus dying in that cave because he chose to, and i think he felt like he'd finally paid off a debt to his brother. I think he felt like he'd finally been brave enough to do what Sirius had done for him, to take the hit, take the curse, take the hurt so that his brother didn't have to. I think regulus died in that cave and thought he didnt have a life worth living, he didn't have anyone to live for. I think he was hopeless and trapped and at peace, because he finally found a way to take care of his brother.

This is why i can't stand Reg anti's, because they will really look at this broken boy, a child soldier who killed himself before he was old enough to know what living looked like. A kid who never had anywhere to go. Who never made a single choice he wasn't forced to until he chose to die. They will look at that kid, and laugh at the idea that James Potter could ever love him. And it makes my blood boil.

#regulus black #sirius and regulus #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #sirius black #marauders #this is like a mini character study #regulus and sirius fuck me UP okay #they are so special to me #i will defend regulus arcturus black till my dying death #your honour that is my baby and he needs my love #i am simultaneously a james and reg kinnie okay so i know what im talking about #im writing a fic that explores these dynamics and it's breaking me

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sadgaychamelion · 9 months

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The sun shines

The star whines

The star aches for the sun

The sun is always burning bright with no regrets

The star is always shining softly in the shadows, yearning

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun smiles at the star and the star has hope

The sun smiles past him at the flower

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun joins the star watching the night sky and the star has hope

The sun stares at the flower like she hung the stars

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun wipes away his tears and the star has hope

The sun cradles the flowers cheek

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

The star writes and cries and yearns and burns

The sun smiles and laughs and pretends they don’t know

The star aches for the sun

Who’s always out of reach

He cries, he’s scared, he plans, he fights, he dies.

The sun longs for the star

The star is pretty but he hides

The sun stares and he wonders and he pretends and he hides

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

Sometimes the sun smiles at the star and then catches the eye of the flower

His heart splits

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun watches his star while his star stargazes and wonders how it could ever be ok

He stares at the flower and knows what he has to do

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun wipes his stars tears and vows to stop them from ever falling again

The sun must start the lights plan

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

The sun laughs and smiles and “loves” and hides

The star retreats and hates the lies

The sun longs for the star

Who’s always out of reach

He hides, he “loves”, he acts, he stands, he dies.

The sun stops shining

The stars not whining

Their love can’t even be trying

#sad poetry #short story #regulus black #james potter #jegulily #starchaser #star #sun #this is meant to be a Jegulus story/poem about a love that never really happens and then both dying while fighting in their respective side #they don’t know what the other is doing #I tried to imply James loved regulus but had to marry Lily because he thought it would help them win #I really don’t know #I kinda just wrote something and hoped it made sense #I dont think that worked #but I’m posting anyways because I feel like it #sorry not sorry #lily evans #lily potter

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ffb6c1lover · 1 year

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the slytherin skittles as pop punk-ish song lyrics

Barty Crouch Jr: "It's just past eight and I'm feeling young and reckless. The ribbon on my wrist says 'do not open before Christmas'" (Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued, Fall Out Boy)

Dorcas Meadowes: "I never conquered, rarely came. 16 just held such better days: days when I still felt alive and we couldn't wait to get outside. The world was wide, too late to try. The tour is over, we survived. And I can't wait 'til I get home to pass the time in my room alone" (Adam's Song, blink-182)

Pandora Lovegood: "And when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen. I hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene [...] Now will it matter after I'm gone? Because you never learned a goddamn thing" (Disenchanted, My Chemical Romance)

Regulus Black: "I don't believe my ears and I'm scared of my own head. I will deny you for years, then I'll make you raise me from the dead. And if I said that I would live for you for nothing in return, well I'm sorry Mr. Gullible, but lying's all I've learned, so be concerned." (Be Concerned, twenty one pilots)

Evan Rosier: "Manage me, I'm a mess. Turn a page, I'm a book half-unread. I wanna be laughed at, laughed with, just because I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough." (Weightless, All Time Low)

#ngl i made myself sad with this one #especially dorcas like my girl #because at 16 she was hanging out with her friends and at the end of her life they were on opposite sides of the war #and in the end she didn't even win it :(#also pandora would defo be Mad at the wizarding world for not learning their lessons from the first war #and that they couldn't know about reggie dying a hero :(#slytherin skittles #barty crouch jr #dorcas meadowes #pandora lovegood #regulus black #evan rosier #fall out boy #blink 182 #my chemical romance #twenty øne piløts #all time low #tw self harm

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kotorafern · 1 year

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I just finished art heist baby.

I can’t breathe

#i had theories about the mcd #somehow none of them ended w regulus dying and I was still caught off guard #art heist baby #otrtbs #hang painting here:(

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oatmilky-way · 2 years

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something that i’ve recently realised is that in mcd jegulus fics authors always tend to kill off regulus instead of james, almost as if we had the shared knowledge that james could survive without regulus, but regulus could never live without james

#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #starchaser #marauders #marauders era #ofc i’m talking about non canon compliant fics where reg doesn’t HAVE to die first to…yk #make sense chronologically #but literally every jegulus fic i’ve read that had a mcd tag always ended up with reg dying like #why are you doing this to me??? im literally a regulus kin i WILL kill myself #also. zeppazariel in cr? THAT WAS HIS PLAN AS WELL

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xjustakay · 8 months

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“Well, maybe now I’m sulking because I’ve been with you all day and haven’t been able to kiss you once.” “Oh, is that it?” Regulus hums as he’s pulled closer. “You poor thing.” “You’re mocking me, but I’m actually devastated.”

I was fortunate enough to be able to commission this incredible artwork by @jaioes for chapter 5 of baby, all i wanna do is coast (with you). and I will never be normal again, actually!! All the love in the world to Zar for being so fantastic with this, truly<33

#jegulus #jegulus fanart #james x regulus #regulus x james #jegulus fanfic #fanart #I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND #HOW MUCH I'M SCREAMING #bouncing off the walls like a rubber ball #the size difference and the hand placements and the LOOKS #the outfit details and the lighting and EVERYTHING #it's PERFECT in every way adjfkljsdflk #zar truly knocked it out of the park #dying dead about it #never gonna be normal again!!!#fic: baby all i wanna do is coast (with you).

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we-r-loonies · 3 months

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my roman empire is james and regulus being a couple for years as teenagers.

both men being teased for remaining chronically single.

james asking sirius about regulus, and being shut down with an "i dont want to talk about him,"

regulus staring at him during meal-times. his friends assumed he was looking at sirius.

james asking lily out, in seventh year, and everybody breathing a sigh of relief: "thank merlin, hes not queer"

regulus stiffening when "wouldn't it be nice" started playing.

james blatantly refusing to have his and lily's first dance to "can't help falling in love" for a reason nobody could quite understand.

regulus still smelling james in amortentia, even years afterwards.

james knowing something is wrong, in his gut. nobody believes him when he says that something terrible has happened.

no-one understanding, or wanting to understand, why james potter was so affected by his best friend's little brother dying.

james telling lily to run, but not moving. he wasn't scared; he'd see regulus again soon.

#marauders #the marauders #jegulus #james potter #starchaser #regulus black #lily evans

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ellecdc · 14 days

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Our Baby Has Four Feet?

poly!moonwater x pregnant!reader who find out they're having twins

CW: pregnancy, ultrasounds etc. I didn’t see either of the boys recovering from this advance the twins had on them - but I’m still dying that we could not decide who we’d prefer to be the bio dad hahahaha

This was the second moment in your pregnancy that you were convinced that Wizardingkind’s claim at being further advanced than muggles was completely unfounded. A simple charm cast on you at St. Mungo’s confirmed that you were, indeed, pregnant. But it was a muggle blood test at a walk-in clinic that told you how far along you were.

So, when Lily told you, Remus, and Regulus that she went to a muggle OBGYN for ultrasounds during her pregnancy with Harry, the boys were obsessed with the idea of getting to see the little life growing inside of you.

You found a clinic that was was understanding of your…unique lifestyle, and sat in a small room waiting for the doctor after being checked in by a nurse.

“Regulus, please stop pacing.” You said quietly, repositioning yourself on the uncomfortable medical bed and wincing when the paper tore beneath you.

“Sorry.” He mumbled quickly as he sat down on one of the chairs, trapping his hands underneath him as if that would help his nervous fidgeting.

“It’s going to be fine, bubs. This is standard; my mum had one done when she was pregnant with me.” Remus placated.

“Okay…okay, so it’s not invasive?”

You laughed. “Reggie, nothing happens. They just touch a camera to my belly and it shows what’s inside.”

Regulus blanched at that. “Will the baby feel it?”

Neither you nor Remus got to answer (or laugh at him) when the door opened and a Doctor wearing a bright smile entered the room.

“Hello! You must be our mama?” She asked as she extended a hand to you, carrying on at your nod in affirmation.

“My name is Doctor Bozelli. So, we’re here for an ultrasound?”

You nodded and looked towards Remus. “We’re about 19 weeks along now. This is our first ultrasound and our first pregnancy so we’re all a little new at this.” He explained to the doctor

“Well mazel tov! Alright; and are we finding out the sex of the baby?”

“I am, they won’t be.” You answered, causing the doctor’s face to spread into a cheeky smile.

“Okay, dads are leaving it as a surprise, got it. Okay mama, lean back for me and raise your top.”

You did as instructed as the doctor sanitized her hands and donned a pair of medical gloves.

“Alright, I’m just going to pull these down a little lower and tuck a sheet in so we don’t get gel on your trousers.”

You had no time to feel self conscious at so much of your midsection showing with an audience of three before the doctor was shaking a bottle of ultrasound gel.

“Now, this is going to feel cold, okay?” She said as she hovered it over your stomach.

“It’s not going to hurt her, is it?” Regulus asked hastily, earning him a none-too-gentle elbow in the side from Remus.

“Ignore him; I do.” You offered the doctor, voice coloured in embarrassment.

“Everything is perfectly safe, dad.” She placated as she spread the - sure enough - cold gel over your stomach and placed the doppler over the area.

The room was quiet as the doctor searched for…well, you supposed the baby, though there really wasn’t anywhere for them to hide.

“This is your first ultrasound you said?” The doctor queried, causing Regulus to stand up quickly.

“Yes.” You offered at the same time as Regulus barked “what’s wrong?”

The doctor chuckled before she responded. “Nothing’s wrong dad. Look.”

She turned the screen towards the three of you and both boys learned further overtop of you to get a better look.

“I….I’m so sorry but what are we supposed to be looking at?” Remus said; braver than you and Reg to admit you had no idea what was going on.

“See here?” The doctor said as she pointed to two little blobs that you could almost feel pushing into your stomach. “These are a pair of feet.”

The doctor was interrupted by the sound of Remus ‘awe’-ing before she continued.

“And these here are another pair.”

The room fell painfully silent as the three of you stared at the monitor.

“Our baby has four feet?” Regulus breathed out in disbelief.

The doctor chuckled as she moved the doppler slightly and pointed out something else on the screen. “Well, seeing as there are two heartbeats; I’d reckon it’s less that one baby has four feet and more that there are two babies.”

“Two heartbeats?” Remus breathed out.

“One of them’s mine, right?” You asked nervously.

The teasing that the doctor’s face had when speaking with Regulus and Remus fell into a more serious expression as she smiled at you. “No, mum. We wouldn’t see the fluttering of your pulse down here.”

The room stayed silent as the doctor moved the camera over your stomach; snapping screenshots every so often as she went.

“Twins?”

The doctor hummed in confirmation at Remus’ question as she took a few more pictures.

“One appears to be smaller than the other though, which would suggest they were not conceived at the same time.”

Regulus choked on air as he began pacing again. “Can’t one just be smaller than the other?” He asked; his voice taking on an almost shrill quality.

“Not when the size difference is this dramatic, no. One of the twins is younger, I’d say by perhaps two weeks”

“Shut up.” You barked, causing all three heads to turn in your direction.

“Dove, it-”

“Shut up. No, one of the heartbeat’s is mine.”

“Amour, try to take some deep breaths, yeah?” Reg tried as he put a gentle hand on your ankle.

You kicked at him.

“Don’t touch me. Did Sirius put you up to this?” You asked the doctor severely.

“S…Serious?”

“My brother; he’s a prankster.” Regulus explained at the doctors confusion.

“No mama, this isn’t a prank. It’s called superfetation; though rare, your body can release two or more eggs during the same menstrual cycle, which can then be fertilized at different points.” She explained as if she were reciting notes from her medical student’s textbook.

You stared unseeingly at the monitor that displayed not one, but two of your future children as Remus and Regulus continued asking questions.

“Are both of them healthy?” Regulus asked first, to which the doctor agreed quickly.

“The younger one seems to be developing normally; their sibling hasn’t been strong-holding them for space or nutrients.”

“What can we expect from this type of pregnancy?” Remus asked.

“Does this increase certain risks for mum or babies?” Regulus added.

“Oh, Merlin.” You breathed quietly, covering your face with your hands.

Remus’ hand was quickly on your shoulder, and whatever had compelled you to kick out at Regulus before was long gone as you turned towards Remus; his hand feeling like a grounding point keeping you from floating off into oblivion.

“I’ll give you guys a few moments, okay?” The doctor asked quietly and excused herself after passing you some paper towel for the gel on your stomach.

You let out an embarrassing hiccup as you pulled the cloth from your trousers, but Regulus’ hands were quickly taking over the task for you.

Remus had one hand on your shoulder and the other cradling your head as his thumb strokes at the baby hairs near your temple, allowing you to silently cry.

Unfortunately, the gentle and loving way Regulus cleaned your stomach and righted your clothing only made you cry harder.

“Come on, sit up dove.” Remus encouraged as he pulled you up by your arms.

Once you were sat upright, he was crouching down in front of you as Regulus moved behind you, wrapping his arms around your midsection - hands landing protectively over your growing stomach - as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“That was quite the news, huh?” Remus asked quietly as he drew circles with his thumb on your thigh.

You nodded your head yes as new tears fell.

“But sweetheart, you’ve grown two healthy babies and you didn’t even know it. You’re doing a wonderful job.” Regulus insisted, voice muffled as he pressed his lips into your jaw.

“I know this is more than we bargained for, but I think we can manage between the three of us, yeah?” Remus offered, causing Regulus to scoff.

“Please, we won’t be able to keep their aunts and uncles away.”

You chuckled wetly at that as you wiped at your face. “Can we not tell them?”

“Tell who what, amour?”

“I don’t want to tell anyone it’s twins; let’s just surprise them.”

Regulus scoffed as Remus let out a boisterous laugh. “Absolutely mischievous dove, I love it. This is the best prank the Marauders will never see coming.”

“It would be nice to see my brother struck dumb.” Regulus mused.

“Then it’s settled.” Remus murmured, pressing his ear to your stomach. “Our babies will be born pranksters.”

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ktittycat · 1 month

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regulus black x female reader | sleeping beauty

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* somnophilia, perv!reggie, masturbating, basically non-con, innocence kink, cuz reggie’s like a brother to you :( he calls u good girl, p in v, unsafe sex …. if there’s more tags tell me

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you were a deep sleeper. it would take more than 5 alarms to wake you up— and if someone were to slap you across the face… you might wake up, but would immediately go back to sleep. it’s 12 AM when your best friend, someone who you view as a brother, enters your dorm room. it’s just you in there, since all your dorm mates had gone out that night.

you don’t even notice, deep asleep and snoring quietly. he smiles lazily at your hello kitty shirt., and fuck, you aren’t even wearing shorts. you’re wearing these cute hello kitty underwear to match. his pants tighten at the sight.

he knows it’s wrong. you’re sleeping and completely unaware of what he’s about to do to you. and regulus knows you view him as a brother. but with your cute frame and those doe eyes— he’s bound to fall in love. he moves a piece of hair out of your face.

“you’re just so fucking gorgeous,” he mumbles as he kisses your cheek, tugging up your shirt to reveal those perky boobs he’s been dying to see. “fuck.”

he fondles with them for a bit before pulling down his sweatpants, his hard cock popping out. it’s tip is throbbing with a bright red. he so desperately needs you. he holds your chin gently, positioning your face so he can see you. and he strokes. strokes to the sight of your boobs and your unconscious face.

“fuck,” he lets out a low groan. he squeezes his cock harder. you whimper in your sleep, and turn back around. he smirks and cups your breast, still jerking off to the sight of your body. he moans quietly until he reaches his high, shuddering as his cum spurts all over your chest. he chuckles quietly.

“such an innocent girl,” he whispers. he peppers small kisses down your body as he moves your panties to the side. “you’d be such a good girl for me.”

regulus grunts quietly when he sees your pussy. he’s immediately hard again. his tip teases the entrance of your cunt. he bites his lip. “you won’t mind if i stick it in just a little bit, hm?”

you’re still fast asleep. as he enters just the aching head of his cock inside of you, you unconsciously spread your legs wider. he lets out a small chuckle, rubbing your thighs. he grinds against you desperately, whimpering like a bitch in heat just from your virgin pussy.

oh my god, he thinks as he thrusts, pushing himself inside even more. i’m taking her virginity and she doesn’t even know.

“so fucking tight,” his breath hitches as he bottoms out, his large cock reaching deep inside you. “pretty little virgin.”

he pounds into you desperately, and you stay asleep during all of this. his moans become hoarse as his orgasm comes close. he knows he shouldn’t come inside you… but the way your pussy clenches around him and how warm your insides feel— he spills inside immediately. his head throws back as he comes, mouth wide open and he’s gotten completely reckless. he’s moaning loudly.

regulus pulls out. he takes out his phone and takes a picture of your disheveled state. it’s wrong, and he feels an immense amount of guilt, but oh, he’s gonna jerk off to that later. he spends the next few minutes using his fingers to scoop his cum out, and cleans your cum-covered boobs. just a few minutes later, and you’re back to normal. he kisses your lips softly before leaving your room.

he sees you in the morning, eating breakfast in the great hall. you smile and wave at him, regulus immediately walks over to you.

“hi reggie,” you smile as you eat your food. “how’d you sleep?”

“good…” he chuckles nervously. “and you?”

“i slept good but,” you frown. “i must’ve slept wrong because my legs are so sore.”

“oh. that’s weird. you want reggie to massage your legs for you?” he smiles, feigning innocence. you nod and make plans for him to come over to your dorm later so he can massage your thighs.

pt 2 pt 3

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#regulus black #regulus black smut #marauders era #regulus black x reader #regulus black x you #perv!regulus black #james potter smut #marauders fanfiction #james potter x reader #marauders x you #remus lupin smut #sirius black smut #remus lupin x reader #harry potter fanfic

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veryinnovative · 4 months

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@jegulus-microfic | january 3, prompt: ruthless | word count: 1.422 featuring pornstars jegulus! NSFW

“They’re going off-script, why are they going off-script?” Barty grits out, confined to the sidelines since he’s part of the camera crew and not the main act, one hand firmly gripping the tripod’s handle as the other waves the booklet in front of Evan’s face.

Because Regulus is sprawled out on the bed on his back, his harness and strap-on discarded on the floor, purple rubber still glistening from where it had been seven inches deep inside James moments prior. His thighs are spread wide by the broad palms and pinned to the mattress as his set partner crawls between them, face still flush from exertion and hair in total disarray as a result of Regulus’ constant pulling and shoving.

The position is not a total mystery, no. Regulus had been in the industry for over a year now, a short span of time during which he had climbed the rank listings and breached the top ten, now striving after the top five together with James Potter, arrogantly self-proclaimed oral king by the looks of it, always needing something in his mouth to satisfy him or shut him up, take your pick. The entire set had been arranged by both their managers, going off on tangents about how they have impeccable chemistry on-screen (combined with Regulus’ superb acting abilities). It’s their second time shooting a video together, considering how their first had broken the record just three weeks ago, and neither Pandora nor Lily had wasted a second to get them together in a room again.

“What are you doing?” Regulus hisses as James’ mouth works a burning trail down his chest, tongue laving over the latticework of bruises and the lovebites blooming. He tries very hard not to lean into it, wards off the urge to chase after the hot cavern the ventures dangerously low.

“Going down on you,” James whispers into his stomach, quiet enough for the microphones not to pick up. Even if they did, it could be edited out afterward.

“I was supposed to go down on you, remember?” Regulus retorts, mentally convincing himself he’s only keeping his legs open for the camera. It’s not like he’s been wondering if James’ mouth is the real deal as many others have made it out to be. Not at all.

“I already came and you didn’t, so I’m just returning the favor before we move on,” James mumbles into his thighs, masking the speaking movements of his mouth by kissing the skin.

“You’re wasting your energy.” Then, the little light of Dorcas’ camera across them flickers, indicating it’s Regulus they’re focusing on. He makes a show of letting out a pleased sigh, craning his neck, and throwing back his head so his face can’t be recorded. It allows him to talk. “I don’t feel like cumming, so just let me do my job. Besides, I doubt you could get me off like this anyway.”

Blatant fucking lie. James undoubtedly notices because he stifles a snort into his leg.

“Sure thing, love.”

Regulus’ jaw ticks and he winds his fingers into James’ hair, reprimand ready on the tip of his tongue, dying off into a choked gasp when the flat of a thick, broad tongue runs a long stripe through his folds.

And the thing is, it’s not just his mouth. Because James’ hands wander, alternating between gripping his hips and roaming upwards to flick his nipples, taking them between his forefinger and thumb to stimulate—rub, pull, gently squeeze all the while his tongue dips in and out of him, gathering the wetness there, swallowing it, moaning at the taste, stopping and only letting the hotness of his breath ghost over Regulus’ dripping core. Building anticipation. Teasing. Lips slick and just as swollen as he is, spreading him open wider just so the camera can get a clear-cut image of how James leans in again, thumb pulling up the hood, mouth this time aimed at Regulus’ cock.

James’ tongue is ruthless.

Licking, sucking, humming around Regulus and sending the vibrations roiling through his spine, static shooting into his skull, paralyzing the rest of him. Using his nose for friction if it’s his tongue that’s too occupied fucking in and out of him, thumbs eagerly pressed into the divots of his hips.

“Jesus fucking Chr—” The words pathetically drop in pitch, bleeding into a low whine as Regulus’ hips buck, James’ mouth only following the undulations. He swirls his tongue, pulls him into his mouth, and sucks until the wet, sloppy sounds of his mouth no longer rise above the ringing flooding Regulus’ ears. He moans, fingers pulling onto the thick curls until it leaves James whining between his legs as well. “Oh, fuck.”

“Oh, fuck, indeed,” Barty whispers from to the side. “Holy shit, he’s making it look so real.”

“Am I about to tell you something,” Evan mutters, adjusting the sound settings.

Regulus arches off the bed, writhing in place against the steel hold on his hips, the balls of his feet digging painfully deep into James’ back when he feels the pressure building low in his stomach, pleasure pooling low below his spine.

“I’m not going to cum,” Regulus gasps out, not giving a fuck how loud it comes out. Between his clenched thighs, James chuckles, its rumbling reverberating through each and every one of his nerves as he pulls off his cock with a wet pop.

“Yes, you will,” James answers, kissing his cock before biting into his thigh. “Because I’m going to make you.”

The mouth leaving him punches a little, pitiful sound of protest out of Regulus, one he will most certainly deny and demand be edited out. Though, right now, he’s too strung out to care. Regulus’ eyes droop down, watching how James leaves the little space between his legs, strings of spit and wetness breaking off into the air as he crawls up onto his knees.

Everything moves rather swiftly afterward. The excited noise filling the room might have either been his or Barty’s, but none of it matters when James grabs Regulus by the back of his knees and pins them down, nearly folding him in half before he continues his mouth’s assault, urging the tightening knot low in his abdomen to unravel.

There’s the tongue inside of him, on him, in him, around him—circling, pulling, teasing, drawing out the most guttural of moans when he feels the graze of teeth. The entirety of Regulus swallowed by James’ mouth, consumed with the sort of deprivation only the taste of him can alleviate if the desperate sucking is anything to go by. Regulus’ legs shake, body twitching in place, fingers curled so tightly around handfuls of curls when he chokes out a weak, “I’m not—I’m not going to—”

James groans a muffled command, fingers digging deep into his thighs, the splay of stray strands across his stomach, muscles pulled taut, the fluorescent lightning above, that stupid fucking tongue, the sole bane of his existence—

Regulus cries out a soundless rasp, like his voice has left him together with his soul, entire body convulsing, head thrown back on the arrangement of pillows as his eyes roll back into their sockets.

Worst of all, James doesn’t stop, only grunts in response as Regulus gushes over his tongue, making a dangerous sound stuck low in his throat when the hand on his head tries to push him away.

“Stop,” Regulus squeaks out. Squeaks, because that’s how terribly low he’s fallen. The overstimulation is a lot, pleasure overwhelming like his brain is threatening to come oozing out of his ears, and next thing you know the video will be titled ‘James Potter managed to make exalted Regulus Black cry with his orgasm’.

“Please, please s’too much—” Regulus tries again, almost sobbing out a breath of relief when James does finally lift his head with a gasp, his entire fucking face slick from where it had been buried inside Regulus.

“Fucking hell,” Barty hisses in the back, vocalizing Regulus’ internal monologue. “Cut! Fucking, cut the cameras! Pause! Water! Bring this fucker some water before he passes out—”

A flurry of movement in the background, the noises fading into white noise as Regulus’ legs are lowered back onto the bed. James hovers above him, the spit-slick grin almost blinding, or that’s just the stars blinking in Regulus’ vision.

“You were saying?” James asks, teasingly touching Regulus’ puffy cock, laughing when it rewards him with a full-body shudder.

Regulus weakly wacks him in the chest. “Go fuck… Yourself.”

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #jegulus fanfiction #marauders #marauders au #jegulus microfic #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders fanfiction #this one is also for mil #happy birthday babygirl #hope u enjoy reading this and building the lego flowers #ino microfic tag!

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jadescornerofinternetinsanity · 1 year

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whatever you guys do, don't imagine regulus dying in the cave alone thinking about James and Sirius and betraying Voldemort while listening to doomsday by Lizzy McAlpine. also don't think about james learning regulus died without knowing he betrayed the dark lord. this is their fucking song for real it breaks me.

#this genuinely ruined my day #im gonna pull a regulus and drown myself #i cant even explain this song works from all of their perspectives about the situation #i dont get a choice in the matter why should i it's only the death of me #you did it on halloween is a LEGITIMATE lyric in this song #it's jegulus break up #its regulus dying #its james and sirius finding out #oh i hurt myself #regulus black #jegulus #regulus and sirius fuck me up okay #sirius black #starchaser #marauders #the marauders era

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