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Prompt 22 - Evoke

@jegulus-microfic April 22, Word count 966

Last one guys!

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For the second time that week, James woke wrapped around Regulus. The TV was still switched on. Matthew Broderick’s young face smirked back at them. James reached for the remote to turn it off.

Regulus stirred. He nuzzled his face into James’s chest. James gently ran his fingers through the other man’s hair.

“Morning, love,” He murmured into the quiet room.

“Hmmmm,” Regulus groaned as he slowly woke.

It was their last day together. Tomorrow morning, they would be leaving and returning to their homes. James didn’t want to think about tomorrow. He wanted to make today count. Regulus’s ankle was almost better, but still got sore if he exerted himself too much.

“So what have you two got planned for today?” Sirius asked as they crowded around the sofa with their breakfasts. “More canoodling?” He snickered.

“Oh, with what I’ve got planned, almost definitely.” James winked at Regulus and watched him screw up his face as he pretended not to enjoy James’s attention. Sirius’s face replicated Regulus’s expression, and Remus clapped him on the back, doing nothing to hide the laughter in his voice.

“You did ask, Sirius,” Sirius grumbled something under his breath but cheered up when Remus ruffled his hair and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

Soon, Sirius and Remus disappeared together, leaving James and Regulus to themselves.

“So, do you have something planned, or did you just say that to shut my brother up?” Regulus asked, trying not to look too interested.

“Can’t it be both?” James answered, wiggling his eyebrows wildly. Regulus huffed out a laugh.

“Alright, spill it. What are we doing today, then?” James reached into his pocket and tugged out a slightly rumpled leaflet.

“Did you know that the hotel has a selection of private hot tubs you can rent?”

“No, I did not,” Regulus leaned closer.

“We’ll they do, and I’ve rented one for us for this afternoon. So we can watch the sunset together.” James had thought it was a perfect idea, but Regulus’s silence made him second guess himself.

“And what if I didn’t bring my swimming things?” Regulus broke his silence.

“Oh—er—erm.” James stammered. He hadn’t thought about that. He always brought his swimming things just in case when he went on holiday. “Well, it is completely enclosed, so it’s up to you. We could go into town and get you something, or you could just wear your undies…”

Regulus moved so his mouth was whispering against James’s ear. James had to concentrate on breathing evenly so that he didn’t pass out.

“There’s another choice, you know.” James gulped at Regulus’s sultry tone. “I don’t have to wear anything.” James’s mind went white. Everything became static, and it took him a minute to recover.

By the time he could think again, Regulus was back on the sofa licking chocolate from his fingers left over from his pain au chocolat. “What about this morning? There are a lot of hours between sunset and now.” Regulus finally took pity on him when his mouth opened and closed a few times, and nothing came out. “ Shall we go have a wander through the shops, get some lunch and then come back and watch a group of kids try and find pirate treasure?” James shook his head.

“Sounds perfect.”

The shops were a lot more interesting than James had thought they’d be. There were the usual tourist traps full of crapy overpriced souvenirs. But tucked away at the back of an alley was a little reading cafe. Regulus yanked James into it and refused to leave until it was nearly time for them to get back.

“Reg? Just so you know, we’ve been here six hours.” Regulus’s head snapped up.

“What?! How?!” He looked shocked and spotted the multiple tea cups on the table. “Oops, sorry. Got carried away.”

“Absolutely no problem at all, love. I enjoyed watching you enjoy yourself as much as you enjoyed reading. Did you find any you wanted?” James asked indulgently. Regulus looked at the small pile beside him, but before he could narrow it down, James scooped them all up and went to the till to pay. He carried them dutifully up to Regulus’s room, refusing Regulus’s offer to pay for them but accepting his thanks before they headed back outside.

They settled back into the warm, bubbly water just as the first pink rays began to cross the sky. James leaned his head back on the side and let the water relax his body. He let out a contented sigh as he closed his eyes.

“James?” Regulus said quietly.

“Yeah, love?” James replied, keeping his eyes closed.

“Will we see each other again? You know, after we leave tomorrow.” James cracked an eye and stared at Regulus.

“You just try and keep me away.” He growled playfully.

“You promise?”

“I promise.” He vowed and let his eye droop closed again.

He felt the water shift as Regulus moved but wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Regulus hopped into his lap and grasped either side of his face with his pale hands. James’s eyes flew open as he stared into those quicksilver eyes. Regulus hesitated for a second before he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to James’s.

James wrapped his hands around Regulus’s waist and pulled him closer as he deepened their kiss.

They lost themselves in each other, missing the sunset entirely.

They moved away from each other when the stars lit the sky, and Regulus began to complain about pruning. James held Regulus’s hand as they made their way back into the hotel and up to Regulus’s room. James looked back fondly at the hot tub, knowing that every time he saw one now, it would evoke memories of their first perfect kiss.

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billi-mausi · 9 hours

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Hey! I'm wondering if you could do a one shot about Jegulus (James Potter centric) in a Desi related AU. I was thinking maybe Regulus is meeting James' parents (who are Desi) for the first time and comes to dinner at their house wearing Desi clothing and James is just enamored????? (I saw a video with this on TikTok and I would LOVE to see it in written form as well) ((I don't know about the friendship aspect so you can go crazy on that LOL))

Hiii! My imagination ran WILD and what came across is this beautiful one shot with sm fluff!! (also It was supposed to be just JFP centric, but Regulus weasled his way into the plotline and i HAD to write the lil gremlin being a nervous wreck!! <3

Slow Dancing by billi_mausi (full chapter on AO3 :)))

One look at him, and James brain stopped working, he has died, dead. He thinks it's a nice way to go, no?

‘James Potter, Death by one look at Regulus black, an idiot and a fool in love, may he now eternally dream of one Regulus black, amen.’

A nice way to go indeed.

Regaining his senses, the only thing James does, is put a hand over his heart, as he pretends he has been shot in the heart and a dramaticized “ haye ” escapes his lips.

Regulus, having heard the similar expression on numerous occasions, blushes a pretty pink.

So his brain still short circuited from looking at Regulus too long, he says, “Regulus, this is my mum and dad, mum and dad this is my Regulus.” “Sorry, i meant-” but Regulus cuts him off with a mischievous smile and says,

“Hi Mr- Sorry, Ephie and Monty, I am James’ Regulus.”

His parents go to check on the food, as James goes towards Regulus, still in the entry way the two just look at each other

“Hi,” James says, hugging Regulus.

“Hi” Regulus replies hiding his smile in James shoulder, after a while the two break apart, as James immediately starts peppering Regulus face with kisses.

#james potter #sirius black #regulus black #marauders #marauders era #remus lupin #jegulus #james x regulus #jegulus fanfiction #desi #desi core #desi james #desi james potter #fluff #jegulus fluff #harry potter #ma #the marauders era

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venus-sqturn · 5 months

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dilf james where every mom at harrys primary school is just uncomfortably flirting w/ james and one day regulus picks harry up instead and every mom is like “what happened to james, where is he??” “why is there another man picking up harry??” to the point regulus is just like “lmao im james husband”

#dilf james potter #jegulus #jegulus fluff #young jegulus #james loves regulus #james potter #jegulus headcanon #jegulus raising harry #harry potter #james fleamont potter #regulus black #its funny that everybody is like ‘MAKE A FIC’#sorry #idk how to #(unless its a texting fic.)

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alpha-canis-major · 10 months

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James:*accidentally walking into Regulus* Oh hey Reg, how are you?

Regulus:*scowling* watch where you're going Potter

Later

James: I just don't think he likes me Moons, and I don't know what to do with myself because I like him so so so much

Remus: It'll be alright Prongs, and maybe it's better this way so Sirius doesn't kill you

James: Yeah, maybe

Meanwhile

Regulus: I just like him so much

Evan: We know

Regulus: Every single thought I have is about him

Barty: Yes, we know

Regulus: I wish he would just slam me against the wall and have his way with me

Dorcas: Regulus you say this every single day we are aware

Regulus: He's just so ARRRGGGAAARRGGGG and I want to EAT him I need this man biblically he makes me feral

#the marauders era #james potter #sirius black #atyd marauders #jegulus #starchaser #james x regulus #james potter x regulus black #james and sirius friendship #marauders incorrect quotes #jegulus fluff #jegulus fanfiction #regulus black #remus lupin #slytherin skittles #barty crouch jr #evan rosier

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jaioes · 2 months

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Happy valentines day ! ✨✨✨🫶🏻

“ hold me gently, while we look over the sea

Draw circles on my palm as i fall asleep”

A scribbled note hidden in an old book . A remnant of his 17year old self, sappy poems of a boy who saw nothing in his future.

Now he sits on a tattered sofa in a cottage. Hidden away on the hills that watch over the cold and dark waves.

Cause the world didnt end at 17

If you want early access and in progress updates consider supporting me over on patreon! Plus extra sketches for valentines as a treat

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bowiesawizardmoony · 3 months

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when james disassociates and regulus is nearby he likes to doodle on james’ hand as a soft way to ground him and when james comes back to himself he gets to see all the little stars and planets and consolations and moons and plants and whatever else reg drew on him and it makes him feel loved and safe

#james potter #dead gay wizards #maurders era #sirius black #my idiots #remus lupin #james loves regulus #jegulus #regulus black #regulus loves james #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus headcanon #jegulus fluff #jegulus hc #incorrect marauders quotes #let them be soft #and let them be happy

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nothingtoseeherebyeexx · 1 year

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making jegulus fanart is switching between the taylor swift playlist and the lana del rey one depending on which idiot you’re drawing

#muggle!au ??#i don’t think wizards use calculators #they probably can’t do math since they don’t teach it in hogwarts #jegulus #starchaser #regulus black #james potter #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #jegulus fluff #fanart #jegulus fanart #marauders #marauders era #sunseeker

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waltzedintherain · 1 year

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when they were young :) inspired by @sequinhaze ‘s ‘when we were young’ fic <3 also part one of… something ive planned

❤️🚬

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jamespotterbbg · 1 month

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one time james went on a game show with sirius in his twenties. sirius was out immediately but james actually went on. he didn’t win but when he left they gave him a life time supply of reese’s. so every month without fail they send him two huge boxes of reese’s and he can order more anytime he likes, free of cost. so for every housewarming or gift for years, james presents them with a box of reese’s. years later, when regulus and james went on their first date, james brought him a box of reese’s decorated with a pretty red bow. on every date james brought him a box and so on james’s birthday, regulus brought him a reese’s, assuming that they were his favorite candy. james admitted he liked reese’s but he really would prefer anything else, showing regulus the entire room filled with reese’s.

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sommerregenjuniluft · 17 days

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@jegulus-microfic april 1 - spring - 1340 words (of domestic bliss with little harry)

Sundays are slow in the Potter household.

One would think James doesn’t like the pace of it, always having to do something usually, always active, moving around or talking, tugging at his loved ones or caressing their skin, but he does. It hasn’t always been this way but with getting older and especially since they’ve become parents James had noticed how his body and mind welcomed the one break in the week to just shut off and recharge.

They’ve fought their way through a cloudy March and with the arrival of April, spring is finally here.

James loves spring. People always assume it’s summer—and credit to them, because he does—but there’s just something about the rebirth of everything that comes after the long gloomy fall and icey winter period. The birds chirp with their return and in search for a mate, insects buzz lively and everything brightens with colour.

Like clockwork, Harry appears in the threshold of the master bedroom at around 7 am, deer plushie in a tight grip by the antlers, his dark mob of hair messy as anything. He drowsily rubs the sleep from his eyes, face squished and James sometimes thinks he might die from how adorable their four year old is.

He grabs his glasses, pushes back the sheets and plants a gentle kiss on Regulus’ cheek where he’s still knocked out like the dead and smushed into his pillow.

Harry pads wordlessly into the living room, James hot on his trail. Though while Harry goes in search of a children’s book for James to read to him, James makes a detour to the kitchen. He fills them two bottles with the tea they let out on the counter overnight, preparing one for Regulus as well for when he wakes up. He cuts up some fruit and vegetables and grabs the packets of rice cakes and crackers from the pantry, loading it all on a tray before he sets on to the living room.

Harry is already curled under the big fleece blanket they keep there, grinning when James rounds the corner with their pre-breakfast.

“Morning, dada,” he greets, sweetly.

James’ chest swells. “Morning, pumpkin,” he returns, pressing a kiss into Harry’s hair, setting down the tray. Before he takes his place next to his son he walks over to open the big terrasse glass doors.

“How’d you sleep?” James asks, plopping down next to Harry who immediately snuggles closer, plushie still in hand.

“Good,” Harry sighs contently and James can’t help himself when he brushes some of his hair back from his forehead and kisses him again. “Can you read to me?”

It’s a hidden object book but James knows what he means. He grins, “’Course, Hazza.”

They do just that for a bit, James describing what’s going on on the pages, creating a story for recurring characters. Skipping back and forth with Harry randomly pointing out another happening of the drawing while he’s munching away on his rice cakes and cucumbers and the occasional grape.

It’s still mildly cool, especially when a faint breeze picks up, moving the grass outside and swishing inside but Harry’s still wearing long pyjamas and James knows he’ll tell him if he’s too cold. He simply burrows further under the blanket and into his father’s side. James runs hot anyways.

When Harry decides they’re done with books James puts on a nature documentary for them.

They’re teaching about the strength of some rainforest ant species when Regulus shuffles into the room, arms wrapped around himself and eyes nearly closed.

“Morning, Papa,” Harry whispers excitedly, already wiggling out of James’ embrace even though he knows Regulus will join them there in just a moment.

A smile tugs at Regulus’ lips as he blinks his eyes open, dark lashes fluttering agonisingly beautifully and giving way to soft grey. James swears they get a little more blue every time right around his birthday, like Regulus is just another subject to the changes of spring.

“Mornin’,” Regulus sighs happily when he squeezes Harry against his chest, peppering the side of his head with kisses until he pulls away, tugging Regulus along to James.

His eyes are already closed again when Regulus nuzzles into the crook of James’ neck, pressing a kiss there before he gets comfortable.

“Morning, love,” James murmurs, voice thick with adoration, audible even to himself, and he strokes Regulus’ exposed arm softly.

The spell of Sunday is thick in the air, heavy in their bones.

Harry, usually the most lively child, always animatedly talking about something or the other, giggling, making jokes or doing mischief, is quiet now too. It’s routine, the way he grabs for Regulus’ arm and squeezes between his two dads, waiting for James to absently card his fingers through their hair and send them back to their slumbers.

It doesn’t take longer than five minutes before Harry’s breaths are deepening and it’s marvellous. Magical in the way that Regulus’ presence seems to calm him so much it pulls him back into another nap.

James smiles so wide, looking down at them like that for so long that his cheeks start straining.

He watches a bit more of the documentary, snaps a few obligatory pictures of them on his phone and sends them into their family group chat. Monty sends back a pixelated picture of a zoomed in shot of Effie in the garden, Sirius replies with a shaky snapshot of him running with the dogs and Remus answers with an aesthetically pleasing picture of what seems to be the breakfast he’s preparing for the two of them.

James’ belly growls hungrily at the reminder and when his gaze falls on the lone grape sitting in the bowl on the tray he decides it’s time for breakfast.

It’s nothing short of artful the way he extracts himself from besides Harry and Regulus without rousing them before he heads for the kitchen.

He grabs flour and sugar, eggs and milk for pancakes, as well as the bacon, bagles and cream cheese. It’s meditative to put together all the ingredients, set the table and assemble syrup and blueberries and chocolate chips. Halfway through James remembers the leftover quinoa in the fridge and between placing patches of batter in a sizzling pan he whips them up a quick salad as well.

The smell in the kitchen is divine and James has already made acquaintances with the joyful bluetit in the tree by the window by the time Regulus comes into the kitchen with Harry on his hip. He’s babbling now, talking Regulus’ ear off by the looks of it and Regulus hums and nods and gasps at all the right places, looking ridiculously endearing with his curls mussed and an imprint of the couch cushion lining his cheek.

“Morning, champ,” James teases, smacking a loud kiss over the line in Regulus’ cheek.

Regulus growls quietly, grinning despite himself, “You’re lucky I love your cooking so much.”

“Yeah, you’re lucky,” Harry parrots, grinning widely.

James tuts with faux affront, “What kind of sentiments are you teaching our poor child, Regulus. I’ve been standing in this kitchen for hours now. How about a ‘Thank you, daddy’?”

“Thank you, daddy,” they both reply in unison though Regulus’ has a decidedly different tone to it that makes James point the spatula at him in warning.

Regulus just smirks before he leans heavily into James’ side and rips a piece of pancake off of the ones already on a plate, blowing on it before dividing it in half and feeding it to Harry and himself.

James tasks them with setting out glasses of water and orange juice, mugs for tea. On Sundays coffee is banned in the Potter house. Regulus thinks he can wind himself out of his caffeine addiction that way.

When everyone is done and everything is in place they all sit down together, legs tangled under the table, smiling warmly at each other over their plates of delicious food, the spring breeze ruffling their hair and clothes pleasantly as it drifts through the open window.

#jegulus raising harry #jegulus #jegulus microfic #jegulus fic #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus fluff #james potter #regulus black #kid harry potter #toddler harry potter #james potter x regulus black #regulus black x james potter #lune’s tiny fic

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ducky-sav · 9 days

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James Potter to Regulus at some point: “My star, you are ever burning, ever shining, and ever mine. I love you.”

#jegulus #marauders #regulus black #maraders era #james potter #james loves regulus #marauders incorrect quotes #regulus loves james #jegulus fluff

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lunarparacosm · 9 months

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jamieeeeeeeee

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yourneighborhoodfrog · 1 year

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Regulus: Got it?

James: Got it.

James, internally: Got what?

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venus-sqturn · 5 months

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fleamont and euphemia to james 😭

#young jegulus #jegulus #jegulus fluff #james fleamont potter #jegulus headcanon #james loves regulus #james potter #wolfstar #dead gay wizards from the 70s #marylily fluff #lily evans #mary macdonald #fleamont potter #euphemia potter

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alpha-canis-major · 9 months

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The Slytherin Skittles sitting by the black lake

Barty: So Evan, about that date on Friday?

Evan: Shagging in the morning instead of the evening barely counts as a date Crouch.

Barty: Yes it does! Dorcas, shagging in the morning counts as a date right?

Dorcas: If it's just shagging and nothing else afterwards, it's only a date if you didn't share a bed the night before.

Evan: Thank you, at least someone agrees.

Barty: Fine, we won't share a bed the night before.

Evan: Oh you're such a pretentious arsehole, Reggie are you hearing this?

Regulus: Huh?

Pandora: I think Regulus is a bit preoccupied with James Potter and his current lack of a shirt.

Pandora:*passing him some water* Here, you look thirsty.

#the marauders era #james potter #atyd marauders #jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #james x regulus #james potter x regulus black #jegulus fluff #jegulus fic #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #barty x evan #pandora lovegood #dorcas meadowes #dorlene

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jaioes · 4 months

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Merry Christmas and happy holidays!!!! Christmas at the potters was warm and loud even if it was mostly just an excuse to stuff their faces and gather together around a pile of spuds. it seems like this is something they've always done and even if that's not true, its something they always will. together in the safety of home

i hope i got Effie and Monty right, i got suggestions from socials along with how i see them.

the girl at the end is my own little character but ill dive into her story in the future

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