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ecstarry · 16 hours
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@jegulus-microfic / football / 768 words / @bellaxisworld i love you
--- here's a little kiss cam brainrot <3
"But I hate football, you know this," Regulus reiterated to a very persistent Remus over the phone.
“I know, but Sirius can’t make it and he doesn’t want the tickets to go to waste. It’s just one game,” Remus remarked with a hint of something that Regulus couldn’t quite place. 
That’s how he ended up at a Saturday sports match, hoping the players were hot; at least he would be entertained that way. He approached his seats and yelled Remus’ name, but someone else turned around: James.
“Reg? Why are you here? I thought I was meeting Siriu-” Regulus interrupted him, only a Potter could manage to insult him as he was greeting him.
“Nice to see you too James, well I thought I was meeting Remus. So you were also not who I expected to see.”
Before James could give a proper response, they both got a notification on their phone. Regulus looked at his screen to read Remus' quick text: Sorry, can’t make it. Have fun.
“I’m going to kill him,” Regulus mumbled. 
“Sirius just canceled on me. I’m guessing you got stood up too?” James asked kindly, but only received a mean glance in response.
In silence, they took their seats. Regulus was beyond pissed. How could Remus do this to him? He thought for a second that they might’ve been set up, but he thought this ruse was a bit dramatic even for Sirius’ standards.
“Do you like football?” James asked, breaking the silence.
“Detest it,” Regulus replied tersely, still too upset to entertain James’ attempt at conversation. When his brother’s best friend asked if he wanted anything to drink, he simply declined in a polite and quick manner.
But when James returned with his favorite treats and a wide smile to his seat, he couldn’t remember what he was upset about. Regulus felt a discreet blush work its way towards his cheeks as James handed him his favorite candy.
“Sirius mentioned you liked this, so I figured that if you were stuck with me and in a place you don’t want to be, you might as well get a sweet treat, no?” James said casually, as if remembering someone’s favorite candy was nothing.
To Regulus, it was such a significant gesture, but he couldn’t help but feel a little pathetic by how such a simple token could make him feel so warm. If he was honest, maybe it had more to do with who was giving him that attention than the piece of candy itself, but that was not the time to process that.
The game continued, and to Regulus's surprise, he found himself having more fun than he had expected. While Remus would have been good company, James was captivating in his own way. Despite not being a fan of football, Regulus made an effort to stay informed about the current games. A fact that he deliberately kept from James as the other man’s eyes lit up explaining everything. He never expected to be so absorbed in James’ words or thoughts or lips or eyes or arms or smile...
 Oh god, when did James Potter become so attractive?
“Regulus?” His name coming out James’ lips took him out his trace.
“Yes?”
"Kiss cam," James said, pointing at the screen in front of them. There they were, the two of them, with a crowd surrounding them, chanting for them to just kiss. Regulus felt as if seconds extended into hours as James's hand gently cupped his chin, his eyes silently asking for permission. An inaudible yes left Regulus's lips as the distance between them evaporated.
His hand instinctively reached for James' shirt, pulling him closer as if their lips touching was still too far a distance to bridge. He allowed himself this moment, the touch of an angel on a broken man. Every crevice of doubt within him was filled with warmth as James kept asking for more with his tongue. James parted slightly, and the absence of his lips made Regulus remember himself. Embarrassed, he started to pull away, but James held him tightly, his hands not leaving Regulus' face.
Regulus bravely opened his eyes to face the regret that was sure to be all over James’ face, but instead he found something else— something sweet and soft, something only honey eyes like James’ could convey. He was still light-headed from James’ touch, he couldn’t make sense of just how long he had been given access to heaven. 
But the reality remained: he had just kissed James Potter, who seemed just as delighted to have kissed Regulus Black.
Maybe football wasn’t that bad.
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genderflouiid · 3 days
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what am i supposed to do with myself now that put us on ice is finished 🧎🏾‍♀️
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industrations · 1 year
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I missed them
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james ‘longing stares’ potter and regulus ‘furtive glances’ black, everyone
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i missed them sm…i had to make a quick sketch of them
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not-rab · 7 months
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James: You can’t ask the gods to kill someone.
Regulus: Yeah, you do your own dirty work.
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jaioes · 9 months
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Finally finished with cowboy jegulus!!!✨✨🌟🌟🦌🐈‍⬛💕
They are so sweet i cant. I hope this comes across and gentle as i aimed it to be. It looks soft to me 🥹
As usual ill add this to my inprint <3
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slytherinhousehoe13 · 2 months
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James Potter died for our sins
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starless-gaze · 1 month
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seeing anti jeggy posts on my feed is wild bc the argument is always that it's ooc for james
like how do you know james wouldn't be into regulus??? did he tell you that????
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alpha-canis-major · 10 months
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Late-night Starchaser chats
James: I like the freckle on your cheek.
Regulus: Oh yeah?
James: YEAH!!!
Regulus: And why is that?
James: It's just so yumyumyum. I want to give it a smooch.
Regulus: A smooch?
James: Yeah, a smooch. A smoochy smooch.
Regulus: You're an idiot y'know.
James: Yeah I know.
Regulus: A smoochy smooch, huh?
James: Shut up.
Regulus: No, I'm genuinely asking, why do you want to give it a smooch?
James: Because it's like a button to your heart, and because our hearts are connected it's a button to us.
Regulus: Our hearts are connected?
James: Not just our hearts, we're connected. Invisible string and all that.
Regulus: Nah our string isn't invisible, it's golden.
James: Golden?
Regulus: It came from you, of course it's golden.
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herlittlel0ve · 6 months
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R&J. Romeo and Juliet? WRONG!! Regulus Black and James Potter. Are we gonna talk about how they mach up perfectly? No, there is enough angst in this fandom.
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n0blefl0wer · 6 months
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A conversation I had with my boyfriend as Jegulus
Regulus: what’s the gender neutral way to formally address someone?
James: I don’t even know what the gendered way is
Regulus: it’s ‘sir’ or ‘madam’ but I don’t know what the gender neutral term would be
James: so… ‘sam’?
Regulus: you’ve lost your talking privileges for the next fifteen minutes
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Concept: Regulus is only a goofball in James’ presence because he loves to see that big stupid smile.
(No one else understands why James keeps telling everyone Regulus is so funny when he is dead serious in public all the time.
James: you’re so funny
Everyone: he’s literally a murder nugget???)
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pickinglilahs · 3 months
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Jegulus Getting Milkshakes
Regulus: here's your straw, love
James' ADD Ass: MY Milkshake straw brings the boys to the yard, and they're like can I have a drink and I'm like no bitch
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Sirius: fuck the Slytherins!!
James: instructions unclear, I fucked your brother.
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ecstarry · 1 month
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"The Letter" thank you so much for your prompt @plzandspanku 🤍✨
“James, what is this?” He was staring at him, a piece of paper that held James’ heart was between Regulus' fingers. 
“I think you know, love,” the words barely left James’ lips as the weight of what was about to happen settled on his chest. Rejection. There was no strength left to question Regulus about why he was in his room. James avoided Regulus’ desperate gaze, hoping that as long as he didn’t meet his best friend’s eyes they could remain like that for a little longer. 
He closed his eyes as he heard Regulus footsteps exit their room. He’d rather go blind than see him walk away. He knew, when he first saw the curly haired boy crying hysterically in his porch because of a scraped knee, James knew he would forever love Regulus. He took care of him then, and he never stopped since. 
He allowed his body to sink him to the floor. Right as the tears began to fall, the same footsteps he had memorized at twelve years old were coming back to him. 
“This one is mine,” James looked up at Regulus and was met with a crumpled piece of paper being offered to him. It read: To James, my love and best friend.
At eleven years old, as the brown-eyed boy healed his scraped knee, Regulus had also known.
all of my microfics with your prompts are here
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anubis-is-dead · 8 months
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Just imagine that James has a major crush on Regulus guilt is eating him up about it, he keep his feelings hidden from Sirius until one evening he just couldn't anymore.
And instead of Sirius getting angry at James he makes it his personal mission to bring them together.
Because he loves James, and James is the sun and he loves Regulus, and he finally after all they been through deserves the sun.
Someone who cares and loves with all of his heart and will keep him save!
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