#regulus: thank you jamie :)) | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ellecdc · 24 days

Note

hiya elle!!!

could i request a first-time dad sirius fic of siri introducing his baby to the other marauders?? 🩷🩷

so. stinkin'. cute.

dad!Sirius Black x mom!reader who are introducing their first child to the Marauders

You felt as though you were experiencing the world through glasses that weren’t your exact prescription, riding out the last of the adrenaline coursing through your veins after the past 24 hours. You were floating in this liminal space between discomfort and euphoria, pain and joy, worry and love.

You thought perhaps though the love was beginning to win out.

You were sitting in your hospital bed as you watched Sirius gently bounce the tiny bundle he was holding up to his face.

“Isn’t her nose just perfect, sweets?” He asked you (for quite possibly the 13th time in the four hours your daughter has been earth side) without moving his gaze from said nose.

“So perfect.” You agreed readily, smiling softly at the picture and hoping that this image in your memory didn’t fade as you became more lucid.

There was a gentle knock before a mop of wild hair and a pair of spectacles shoved its head in through the door to your room.

James gasped quietly yet no less dramatically as he looked between you and Sirius.

“Can we come in?” He whispered, adorning quite possibly one of the biggest smiles you’d even seen on him (which was really saying something, considering he has been notoriously sunny since the day you met him), before Lily shoved her head in just below his.

“I promise we’ll behave.” She added.

Sirius chuckled and nodded his head in invitation. “You were never the one we were worried about, Red.”

In a way that only happened throughout the history of humanity at the precise moment family members or loved ones entered the room of a newborn and their parents; Lily, James, and Peter all tiptoed in, for some reason even hunching low as if their lack of height would somehow make them any quieter.

James gasped again as he and Lily peered over Sirius’ shoulder to get a glimpse of the newborn in his hands; all three friends sharing identical beaming grins. “She’s beautiful, Sirius.” Lily whispered in awe.

“Bloody perfect, is what she is.” James agreed, leaning around Sirius to look at you. “Way to go, mum. Brilliant job you’ve done.”

“Thank you, Jamie.” You replied, turning a little shy as Sirius turned his lovesick gaze to you, which was very embarrassing considering he literally just watched you push his fucking child out of your crotch.

“What’s her name?” Peter asked, standing in front of Sirius like an eager kid waiting for their turn to pick a toy from the treasure box.

“This is Aurora Jubilee.” Sirius said proudly, turning his daughter slightly so that Pete could get a look.

“Bloody perfect.” James reiterated when you heard a quiet commotion outside your hospital room.

“I said I was sorry, Reg. The baby can’t tell time yet, she won’t know you’re late!”

You then heard something that sounded an awful lot like someone being whacked with a bouquet of flowers.

“Idiot.” Regulus hissed. “I’m trying to make a good impression; just because you don’t worry whether or not Harry finds his uncle to be untimely doesn’t mean I want to set the same precedent for my niece. Tu as tellement de chance tu es une bonne baise.”

The door pushed open slightly further as Remus and Regulus quietly stepped in, furious blushes adorning their faces when they realised that you all had paused in order to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“How nice of you to finally join us, little brother. Your niece has been asking for you.” Sirius deadpanned.

Regulus scoffed and Remus grimaced as Regulus came rushing over to your side and pressed a kiss to your hair. “How are you doing, mama?” He asked, pulling back to consider your form as Remus pressed his own kiss to your head.

“I’m good, uncle Reggie, thank you.” You smiled at him.

“Good.” He said with a curt nod. “I worry, leaving you in the care of my brother - you deserve better.”

“Sod off.” Sirius muttered, causing Lily to gently swat at his back.

“Watch your mouth, Sirius. There are little ears now.”

“Yeah, watch your fucking mouth, Sirius.” Remus volleyed.

“Christ, our kids are doomed.” Lily complained as she moved to sit on the end of your bed.

“Okay, I can’t take it anymore; let me hold her.” James demanded, making grabby hands to Sirius.

“Okay but Prongs, I swear to god if you fumble this like you fum-”

“I didn’t fumble that pass! You threw it too hard!” James quickly negated with a petulant whine.

Moving in slow motion, Sirius relinquished his hold on his new favourite person into James’ capable and seasoned dad hands before moving to perch himself beside you on your bed.

“‘Lo, Aurora. I’m uncle Prongs; your favourite. I’m going to buy you so many stuffies, your dad and mum will need to buy a second place just to have somewhere to put them all. And Haz is going to be the best big cousin you could ever ask for; he’s already trying to convince me to buy you a bike so you guys can ride together. And-”

“Okay.” Lily interrupted. “My turn.”

James harrumphed but acquiesced and passed her over to his wife.

“She has her mummy’s nose.” Lily cooed, causing Sirius to gently pull you into his side and pressing his nose into your hair.

“That’s what I’ve been saying.” He said, causing you to snort.

“No. You just kept saying it was perfect.” You argued.

“Exactly.”

“Let’s just hope you have your mummy’s smarts, too.” Lily concluded, passing Aurora to Pete.

“Oi!”

“Hi, ‘Ro.” Peter said, smiling down at the infant as she started to stir slightly. “No, no. Please don’t wake up. Oh god, oh god, James take her - take her! I’m not ready for this!”

“Oh hand her ‘ere.” Remus mumbled, moving to take the tiny bundle from his mate. “Wormy smells, doesn’t he, little love?” He cooed at the baby who, much to Peter’s chagrin, stopped fussing immediately.

“Oh you and I are going to get into so much trouble, darlin’. I’m going to teach you so many swear words, and I’ll help you prank your dad any time you want - you just give me a ring and I’ll be there.”

Any contention between Remus and Regulus from their arrival melted quickly as Regulus leaned into Remus’ side to gaze at the newest Black family member.

“You wanna hold her, love?” Remus asked him quietly, causing Regulus to shake his head quickly.

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

Sirius scoffed. “Please, we let Peter hold her.”

“Sod off!”

“What if I drop her?” Regulus continued.

“Just don’t drop her. God, you’re a weird bloke.” Sirius muttered under his breath, though Regulus seemed to catch it as he levelled his brother with a glare.

His face softened considerably as Remus shifted his hold in order to transfer Aurora into Regulus’ careful arms.

He spent a few moments just looking down at his new niece, a silent conversation seeming to pass between them as Remus reached around him to stroke the downy soft skin on the side of her face.

“Okay, I’ve only known Aurora for three minutes; but if anything ever happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.” He said simply.

Peter let out a nervous laugh before he realised Regulus was quite serious.

“Good.” Sirius said with a nod. “That’s why we picked you to be her godfather.”

Regulus’ head whipped up at that as he seemed to strengthen his hold on the baby in his arms.

“You what?”

“If anything ever happened to us, we know you’d do everything in your power to give her a good life - the best life.” You explained.

“I- but…really?”

“Yeah.” Sirius said emphatically. “Besides, you inherited all of mother and father’s dirty money anyway, might as well use it to spoil our girl.”

Though there were clearly tears forming in Regulus’ eyes, he turned his attention back to his goddaughter with a derisive scoff.

“I was planning on doing that anyway, Sirius. Je suis vraiment désolé de te dire ça, Aurora, mais ton père est un idiot.”

Remus snorted. “Already teaching her important life lessons.”

“Get bent, Moony.” Sirius sneered.

#ask elle #marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #sirius black #self insert #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #dad!Sirius #kid fic #mom!reader #Sirius Black as a father #first time dad #ellecdc fics

485 notes · View notes

bellaxisworld · 3 months

Text

february 1, @jegulus-microfic prompt: shower. 495 words.

“Reg, I promise,” James whined, dramatic and huffy.

Regulus glared at him, arms crossed over his chest. He stood at about six inches shorter than James, but it never stopped Reg from putting all of his outrage into those glares. James personally thought he looked like an angry little bunny, and he usually booped his nose when he tried to look so intimidating.

“James. You always fall asleep. It’s practically a law of nature at this point. I can guarantee when I come out of the shower you will be passed out peacefully on the bed and miss another movie night.”

James pouted, putting all of his own energy into making adorable puppy eyes. (He knew Regulus would always fold. Poor boy never stood a chance.) James reached out a hand and tugged Regulus’ arms apart, hands clasping together. “Go shower, love. I know you can’t get in bed till you’re clean. I will be very patiently waiting in bed for you. And you will pick a movie and I will listen to all of your commentary the whole time and it’ll be wonderful. I love your movie choices, Mr. Film-Critic-Slash-Movie-Expert.” James grinned and kissed Regulus’ cheek. Reg softened a little at the kiss, leaning into James, and he knew he was right—he did need a shower—but he very sincerely doubted James’ ability to stay awake more than ten minutes without Reg to pester him.

Regulus kissed James’ shoulder(his eyeline was just at James’ collarbones and he didn’t feel like jumping up to kiss him with their appalling height difference) and he grumbled, “you always fall asleep when I’m in the shower,” before making his way to the bathroom. He rushed through the shower, still being thorough, hoping to find James awake and alert on the bed when he came back.

Regulus’ face cracked into a big and genuine smile when he saw James not in bed asleep, but walking around the room in circles, balancing a book on his head with a look of severe concentration on his lovely face. “Jamie,” Reg said, startling James into dropping the book. But James grinned easily back, and threw his arms up in a celebratory cheer.

“I’m awake! I walked around the whole time so I wouldn’t fall asleep. Time for our movie night!”

Regulus melted into a puddle, throwing his arms around James and dragging him onto the bed. He covered James’ face in loud smacking kisses and they both giggled. “Thank you, Jamie,” he whispered. James hummed, pressing close.

Regulus picked a movie and they curled up all comfy in bed, bodies warm and limbs tangled together. Regulus did comment on every interesting thing he noticed, and James might have fallen asleep within ten minutes, snoring softly and tucked into Regulus’ side like a cat. But Regulus didn’t mind one bit, still feeling oh-so-warm, because James tried so hard to stay awake while he took a shower. His boy was so sweet.

also found on ao3(multi-chapter microfic wip): february, i'm yours.

#regulus black #james potter #jegulus #marauders #jegulus microfic #starchaser #sunseeker #the marauders #marauders era #ao3 #james and regulus #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #fanfiction #marauders fanfic #marauders fanfiction #bellaxis microfic #bella writes

367 notes · View notes

olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year

Text

(Regulus has just had top surgery and he’s still dopey)

Regulus: wait- where’d my tits go??

James: they took them away

Regulus: did you take my tits James?? Give them back

James: I thought you didn’t like them?

Regulus:.. oh, that’s right! Thank you Jamie, you’re the best

#Regulus is high as hell #James is sitting there giggling #Regulus black #James potter #Trans regulus black #Jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #the marauders #the slytherin skittles #marauders headcanons #Fuck jkr

1K notes · View notes

my-castles-crumbling · 6 months

Text

pink - unofficial jegulus microfic - thanks, @emlovessid

Pink is James's favorite color.

No, not bubblegum pink or baby pink. Though, he has no problem with pink, on principle. Fuck toxic masculinity, thank you very much.

It's a different pink.

It's hard to describe. It's light...hardly there...difficult to find and even more difficult to create. But it's perfect. Beautiful. Intoxicating.

"Jamie," Regulus groans after an extremely heated kiss, half-closed eyes glassy and looking thoroughly wrecked. His cheeks flush just slightly at what was obviously an involuntary use of the nickname, and James grins.

Yes. That pink. That is the pink he is obsessed with.

649 notes · View notes

hitmewithsomebooks · 3 months

Text

@jegulus-microfic Jan 28 - airport

405 words

James was almost ready to board his flight when he got a text from Regulus.

I’m sorry, I can’t pick you up from the airport. See you at home.

James was puzzled. Had he done something wrong? Why wouldn’t Regulus want to pick him up? Was he okay?? Maybe he was sick. Or injured! Why had he been so cryptic?

James, of course, spent the whole 7-hour flight agonizing over this.

When he got off of his plane, he decided to take a cab, easier than having Sirius come all the way out when it hadn’t been planned. He was antsy the whole car ride, too, anxious to see why Regulus hadn’t picked him up, worried something was wrong. What if he arrived and found Regulus bruised and wrapped in bandages? Or packing up his stuff, ready to leave James? He couldn’t decide which outcome would be worse.

When the cab arrived at their apartment he thanked and paid the cab driver, then rushed out, sprinting to their front stoop. He nearly wiped out on the stairs.

After he’d fumbled with his key and finally gotten the door open, he looked around, not seeing Regulus in the living room or kitchen.

“Reggie?” He called out, unable to keep some of the panic out of his tone.

“Upstairs!” Regulus called. He didn’t sound pained, or angry. James shucked off his coat and threw it on the floor, right next to where he’d unceremoniously dumped his bags. Regulus would likely yell at him for it later, but at the moment he didn’t care.

James rushed upstairs and flung their bedroom door open, panting. It took him a second to take in the room. The candle-lit atmosphere, the rose petals on the floor, Regulus, laid out on their bed like a model—

Oh.

James took a step forward, eyes not leaving Regulus. His boyfriend, in all his exquisite glory, wore nothing but lacy red lingerie.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t pick you up, Jamie. Especially because I know you were agonizing about why. But I wanted this all to be perfect, and I wanted it to be a surprise.” Regulus purred, and all the worry and tension James had been carrying was gone.

James was really glad he hadn’t asked Sirius to pick him up, because he’d have wanted to come in after, and he and Regulus really needed their house all to themselves at the moment.

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #jegulus microfic #james being james #airport #lacy lingerie #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker

271 notes · View notes

theprongspotter · 4 months

Text

24 Promots til Christmas: Day 17

“Ugly Sweater” (Jegulus)

“No. Absolutely not.” Regulus shakes his head and crosses his arms. He will not be wearing something so ugly and atrocious— something that’s such an eyesore.

“Baby, please.” James pouts. “Everyone else will be wearing them.”

“I said no, James.” Regulus scowls.

“But our sweaters would even match, Reggie. You only have to wear it this one time for the Christmas party, and that’s it,” James says. “Please, Regulus. Just this once for me?” He pleads, giving his best puppy eyes.

Regulus is silent, and James thinks he’s not going to agree until he sighs and his shoulders sag. “Okay, Jamie, but just this once.”

James laughs, wrapping him in a hug, and kisses his boyfriend’s cheek. “Thank you, love!”

After Regulus pulls the sweater over his head, he looks at himself in the mirror. There’s a reindeer puking up candy canes and chocolates on his bright green sweater. James has the same sweater, but in bright, obnoxious red. “James, this is quite literally the more hideous sweater I have ever seen.”

The raven haired man chuckles. “That’s the point, sweetheart.”

175 notes · View notes

futurecorps3 · 10 months

Note

Hiii !! I love your writing ❤️. If your comfortabke can i ask for marauders comforting reader since they do stuff for others but forget to take care about themselves?

𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

Masterlist<3

Summary: They'll always have each other<3. Pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader Warnings: Reader stops eating, kind of scolding from the marauders but like in a nice way, mentions of being sick. Lemme know if I missed any!! Word Count: 1.5K Requested: Yes

A/N: Made this poly!marauders love, hope u don't mind! Thank you so much, hope you enjoy<3.

Since they met, there was no waking moment where Y/N wasn't offering to do something to help life make even the slightest bit easier for people. Not because she was a people pleaser. No, not at all. She was just that kind. Sirius heard Remus say once that "acts of service" was her "love language".

He demanded to know what exactly that meant and the conclusion was that that's the way their girl expressed her love. And that was okay. James loved to craft little handmade gifts for his boyfriends and girlfriend. Remus tried to spend as much time as he could with them. Sirius wanted nothing but to cuddle with his loves. Y/N/N loved helping them.

Even her friends, too! Lily needed a book from the library but didn't have time to fetch it? Y/N could get it for her. Regulus was having a hard time and needed his comfort food? She'll cook it, it's okay. Her boyfriends loved how sweet she was with it as well, a caring soul that expressed her love through helping.

Until it backfires.

Remus was the first one to notice, ever the observer. "Y'okay dove?" he whispered, looking down at her figure resting on his arm, almost dozing off. That would be a normal occurrence if their history of magic lesson was a bit too boring for her liking, and he'd let her sleep through it since it was one of the classes Y/N excelled in without even trying.

Not the case with potions, and she always tried her best. So yes, this was odd. "Just a bit tired s'all" the girl mumbled back, trying to get up but inevitably snuggling impossibly closer to the boy's arm. "Darling, Slughorn will give you detention if you keep sleeping. Get up for me, will ya?" he muttered once again, gently pulling her up, but she just ended up falling face first on the table.

James looked over at the thud and frowned, directing his gaze to Remus who, wide-eyed, shook his girlfriend's form to wake her up. She was no longer asleep. A thousand possibilities ran through his head. Confusion. Fear. Shock.

"Is everything alright, Remus?" The professor asked, in perfect timing, looking over at his student. "I-I don't know what happened, sir. She was dozing off, and I was trying to wake her up but-" "Let's go. Pomfrey. Now."

Sirius' voice coming from behind him, James already carrying Y/N's limp form in his arms and quickly exiting the classroom in a hurried step. His boyfriend had a habit of overthinking and trying to piece a logical explanation for everything, like right now; why did Y/N faint suddenly? Sirius knew she fainted, and they needed to get help right that second.

Why's and how's would be found later, when their girl was okay.

The couple ran through the corridors, James muttering small "Darling, wake up" and "Stay with me, alright? We're almost there" with Remus and Sirius following close behind, hand in hand as the prior dried some stray tears with the right sleeve of his sweater.

It was all much too overwhelming for him; Y/N fainting, Sirius looking worried which practically never occurred, James talking to his girlfriend's limp body as if she were dead and how he got in his head instead of acting when it all happened.

His boyfriend squeezed his hand, knowing him well enough to realize what was going on in his head. “Remember what Jamie told us the other day? When you hop on a plane, they tell you to place your air-mask before helping whoever needs help near you” He said as the three of them walked through the infirmary’s door.

“Y/N/N needs help right now, but we gotta be okay to help her. Steady breaths for me, baby” he continued, encouraging him to find a rhythm so he could calm himself down. James placed Y/N on one bed and brushed the hair out of her face.

Pomfrey got in action quick as lightning, giving her a potion that would wake her up. Fainting like she did was not normal, not for a healthy person like Y/N, so she had to have her awake to answer her questions.

Her boys sat down on the sides of the bed, James and Remus on one couch cuddling as Sirius held her hand on the other side, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. “My poor girl…” James mumbled, watching over her as Moony dozed off after the energy-draining panic he had.

“She’s been quite busy lately,” Sirius prompted. Maybe she fainted out of tiredness. “Yeah, she wasn’t even at movie night with the girls on Thursday, Lily told me,” the brunette answered, getting where his boyfriend was going. "Hasn't been much with us either, eh?" "Yeah".

They waited for about an hour after Pomfrey gave her the potion before she woke up. All of them stayed there the whole time. It was about 5pm, and they didn't attend lunch, but they couldn't risk her waking up alone. Sirius saw her shifting and stood up immediately, making James and Remus to do the same. Brows furrowed and dry lips, Y/N opened her eyes slowly.

"Hello, darlin'", "Hi babe", "Mornin' dove".

Prongs busied himself with a cup of water for his girlfriend as she returned their greetings. "W-what happened?" She asked, confused out of her mind before sipping on the glass. "You fainted during potions. Poppy said she needs to ask ya some questions." Sirius smiled, kindly kissing her nose to pull a giggle from her. "You've been taking care of yourself, baby?" Now spoke Remus, already sensing what was happening.

"Yes, I-I've been helping Reggie with some stuff for Divination and spent most of my days there, but yes" "When's the last time you ate?". Theatrical silence fell as Y/N tried to recall when did she had her last meal. Around ten seconds passed, and Sirius sighed in frustration. "Shit, Y/N".

"M'sorry, okay!?" the girl whined softly, feeling guilty about it already. "I was busy. Regg needed help..." "That's no excuse for you to not take care of yourself!" The raven-haired boy yelped, anger and worry clear in his tone. There was no way he'd let it happen again. It doesn't matter how much she wanted to help; straight up blacking out for not eating was unacceptable.

James grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Calm down, darling. You too, Y/N. We're just glad you're okay." He pipped in, seeing as tears started to well up in his girl's eyes. Remus sat next to her on the bed, grabbing her hand and intertwining her fingers. "Sirius, could you go get some food for her? See if there's still some. Tell Poppy she's up and we know why she fainted." "Yeh," he mumbled, boots loud on the floor as he exited the room.

"Is he mad at me? A-Are you guys mad at me?" "Nonsense, dove," Remus cooed, laying beside her and letting her rest his head on his chest as Prongs did the same, holding his boyfriend's hand in the process. "We're not mad and neither is Sirius, he's just worried, and a bit frustrated but not mad". Y/N nodded after James explained, kissing both of their cheeks and finishing her water.

"S'not okay you forget to eat, though. We understand how much you like taking care of everyone and help them out..." Spoke the lycanthrope "We love that about you!" Chirped James. "... but you gotta be okay before you help anyone else. Take care of yourself first, then others. We could remind you if you like but this cannot happen again".

She nodded once again, reminding herself of the times her stomach grumbled, but she didn't listen. "Okay" Y/N smiled at her boys. Pomfrey walked over right after and scolded her for the negligence, offering more water and advised to skip the next day of classes to rest. As they got ready to leave, Sirius walked back with an armful of pastries, careful on balancing them and not drop a thing.

Everyone helped him and placed the food on the bed, rounding it so they could share their late lunch. Padfoot sat next to Y/N, and she immediately grabbed his face so he'd look at her to have his undivided attention.

As he looked upon her face, a chill ran through his body as he noticed how pale she was, and he couldn't help but feel his heart break a little as he reached out and held her face in his hands. "I'm sorry Siri..." She mumbled, looking him dead in the eye; a thing they did when one was being dead serious.

"No, I'm sorry. Shouldn't've lashed out at you like that, it's just you- you got me worried and I don't like you ill for something you can control. We'll eat our meals like clockwork now so you don't forget pup, that okay?" The boy proposed, grinning sympathetically at her as she mumbled a small okay before pressing a deep kiss to his soft lips.

The couple ate and chatted, like any other day. Promises were made, too; The boys made a silent agreement on making sure Y/N took care of herself, and she, to be as caring with herself as she was with others.

In the end, they had each other. When fainting, when laughing, when crying. They were together for the end of time and that's really all that mattered.<3

˚ · • . ° .

This is my first time writing poly!marauders so I'm very nervous at how y'all will like it haha. Tysm for reading! Hope you enjoyed

Remember, the best way to support writer’s works on here is by REBLOGGING WITH TAGS. I’d very much appreciate it if you did!

Thanks again, stranger. Hope you have a nice day<3

NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO REPOST AS THEIR OWN/TRANSLATE/OR COPY MY WORK IN ANY PLATFORM OR SPACE WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT CONSENT.

527 notes · View notes

kiwi2229 · 4 months

Text

Lunch notes

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 452 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: Note

James is sitting on the sofa enjoying a cup of tea since Harry was finally asleep for more than 30 minutes when Regulus came home from work. Usually, his husband would smile and kiss him if it was a good workday or flung himself on the sofa in his true Black dramatic nature if it was a bad day. But today Regulus just glared at him.

“Hello, love?” James asks testing the waters.

“Oh, am I love now?” Regulus narrows his eyes. At the beginning of their relationship, James would be worried he did something wrong immediately going into a panic spiral. After all these years he learned to wait and see if the situation is truly worth panicking about.

“Reggie, you are always my love, the only one. My heart and soul…” James is watching Regulus carefully if the flattery is helping. “… the meaning of my life. How could you ever think you were anything less than my happiness?”

Regulus scoffs and says hurriedly. “So, where the fuck is my note?”

James has to bite his lower lip and hit behind the mug not to grin widely. “You mean the love notes I put into your lunch boxes you insist you don’t need and are unnecessary and too mushy?”

“Yes.” Regulus glares at him his hands crossed over his chest. Somehow James forgot. It was a crazy morning with Harry running around. He looks up at his husband with an apologetic smile, but he knows the corners of his mouth are twitching.

“I’m sorry.”

Regulus waves his hand gesturing to James. “Write me one now, Potter.”

“Isn’t it a little late now? I will write one tomorrow.” James says reaching for him. Regulus doesn’t put much or more precisely any fight as James tugs to his lap. Regulus settles but is still pouting. James laughs and kisses the wrinkles between his eyebrows. He reaches behind him to pull out a small notebook and pen.

He rests the paper against Regulus’ bent knee so the boy can see as he writes.

For my lovely Reggie, who refuses to admit how much he adores me even tho we are married and have a kid. But he is a terrible liar, so I know anyway. Love you, Jamie

He draws a little heart at the end of the note. “Better, love?” He asks as he folds the paper and gives it to his husband. Regulus buries his face into James’ neck, the note holding close to his chest.

“Thank you.” He wispers. James grins and kisses the top of his head.

Little James knows that in the very back of their closet there is a hidden paper box filled with folded lunch notes.

#I'm sorry but this is so cute #I know I wrote it #but look at them #I'm gonna cry #james potter #regulus black #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #jegulus #jegulus microfic #starchaser #sunseeker #kiwi2229 writes microfics

207 notes · View notes

remusslove · 9 months

Note

Hi I love your work! Could you make a story where mommy!dom!reader is degrading sub!regulus and they get caught by sub!james and he joins them? Thank you for your consideration! Much love!

My masterlist I’m working on<3

“So pathetic regulus. Begging for me to touch you like if you weren’t an ungrateful brat this morning.” He thrashes against your hand as you pull it away for the fifth time. “Please, please, M’sorry! Just want to cum mommy please!” He sobs as his hands are trying to get out of their tied up situation.

Regulus is so far gone he doesn’t even notice james walking in. James is absolutely floored by the sight. Regulus with tears streaming down his face and completely naked and vulnerable with his hands tied above his head with your tie.

“You gonna record us or are you gonna join James? Maybe you could be a better boy than regulus.” Your comment made regulus whine and roll his hips. “I-I what do I do?” Jame stutters eyes flicking to you and regulus.

“Strip. Then come over here and show regulus what he’s missing out on. Regulus; why don’t you tell Jamie what you want him to do?” You teased. James’s cock hardened the second the smaller boy made eye contact with him at his fucked out state.

“Use me Jamie, please?”

#going feral #omg omg omg #we love bratty regulus #yes we doo #sub regulus #sub regulus black #sub!regulus #sub!regulusblack #sub!regulus black #sub!james!potter #sub!jamespotter #dom reader

322 notes · View notes

lexithwrites · 3 months

Text

lexith writes | @jegulus-microfic | 4th feb - old 286 words

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Jaaaames, happy birthday to you!” Everyone cheered as James laughed and leaned down to blow out the candles on the cupcake Harry was holding up. He ruffled his son’s hair and smiled before standing up and smiling at everyone around him.

“Cheers, guys. This is…amazing.” He felt a hand slip into his and Regulus leaned into his side. “You really did all this for me?”

“Course, thirty is a big birthday.”

“It’s an old birthday.”

“Shut up.” Lily snorted and pushed his cheek playfully, picking up her son to hold on her hip. Harry giggled as he tried to push the cupcake frosting onto his dad’s nose, but James dodged it just in time.

“My own son is turning against me!” James gasped and Harry giggled again.

“Daddy, not old!” He exclaimed and James felt tears in his eyes.

“Thanks, bud.” He leaned down to kiss his forehead, brushing back the same hair he had on his own head. It was truly scary how much Harry looked like him—except for the eyes, that was all Lily—and he sighed as everyone started getting drinks and food from the table in the corner. “I do feel a little old.”

“It’s all the dad jokes weighing you down.” Barty winked as he walked past and James rolled his eyes.

“You’re an Uncle, Crouch. You’re getting up in age just as much as me!” James warned and Regulus kissed his shoulder as Lily wandered over to Pandora so she could put Harry down next to Luna to play.

“You’re not old, Jamie.” Regulus whispered against his shirt and James chuckled. “You’re very lucky, though.”

James smiled. He really was.

#ive never written baby harry and i need to do it again #the marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #james x regulus #regulus x james #james potter x regulus black #regulus black x james potter #jegulus microfic

118 notes · View notes

regulus-books · 5 months

Text

wc: 577

warnings: slight smut, lace underwear, switch!reg, switch!james

Regulus knows what he's doing when he slips on the fully lace red underwear. He knows how much James likes him in red.

It compliments his pale skin, and shows everything. He knows how James will react. So, he slips on a shirt and walks out of their bedroom, he finds James in the living room, watching something on their muggle television. "Jamie, love?" Regulus says, walking around the backside of the sofa.

James' eyes don't leave the screen when he says, "yes?" Regulus smirks and moves to walk in front of the television, and finally James' eyes are on him. Scanning his body and stopping at the underwear. James' face heats up, turning a little pink in the cheeks, Regulus nearly laughs.

"Do you know where my black trousers are, darling?" He keeps his voice steady.

James makes a noise, one between a moan and him trying to form words.

"James?" Regulus' smirk grows wider.

"On the dresser." James ushers out, Regulus watches as his pants fill out.

"Perfect, baby, thank you." Regulus walks over to him and tilts his face up, kissing his lips gently and tugging at his lip with his teeth.

"Reg, wait." James grabs onto Regulus' milky thigh, stopping him from walking away. Regulus looks back at James, false innocence written all over his face.

"Yes?"

"Um..." James' eyes look downward, right at the bulge in his trousers.

"Aw, sweetheart," Regulus smiles and faces James again, "what's got you all hot and bothered?" James whines, hands on both of Regulus' thighs, pushing him forward to sit in his lap. Regulus puts both knees on each side of James, moving to sit on him.

"You know what." James almost growls, face in Regulus' neck, giving it small kisses.

"I'm not sure I do." Regulus teases, grabbing both of James' cheeks, forcing him to look up.

"These," James grips onto Regulus' ass, Regulus can feel his sweaty palms through the lace. "You look so pretty in red."

"I thought you would like them." Regulus kisses James softly, pushing his tongue in to taste his lover. James moans as Regulus sits up on his knees and drops back down, right on James' cock, never breaking their kiss.

"Fuck," James kisses down Regulus' jaw to his neck, "so fucking gorgeous." When James moves to cup his dick Regulus pulls away, standing back up, placing one last lingering kiss on James' lips.

"We have dinner reservations." Regulus says, pulling the lace back up on his hips.

"Cancel them, then."

"No, come on. You love this restaurant, I love this restaurant." Regulus places his hands on his waist.

"You know what I'd like to eat more?" Regulus laughs and kisses James again before walking back towards their bedroom. He slips on the nice trousers that he laid out for himself, before stalking back out into the living room.

"Absolutely not," James says, Regulus tilts his head. His semi cropped shirt and low waisted trousers show just a smidge of lace, just enough to drive James mad. "You look," James struggles to find the right word, "phenomenal. But I'll be horny all night long, baby. Please change."

"Non, I am fine. You are the one with the problem," Regulus kisses James' cheek and walks towards the door, slipping on his converse. "Are you driving or am I?"

"You." Regulus nods, taking the keys off of the hook, stepping outside into the fresh air. This will be a fun night.

#regulus books #marauders #jegulus #marauders era #jegulus smutshot #james potter #regulus black #james x regulus #regulus and james #regulus x james #james and regulus #regulus black smut #sub james potter #james potter imagine

162 notes · View notes

ellecdc · 22 hours

Note

Okie but I really would love more Barty x potter sibling reader it just makes me happy I don’t care if it’s smut fluff angst I will read whatever you write please👉🏻👈🏻

love these goofs so much, thanks for your request!

Barty Crouch Jr x Potter!reader who feels really bad for manatees

CW: talking about how it's illegal to interact with manatees and how sad that is (read: it's fluff), fem!reader, reader has long enough hair to push behind her ear

It had taken a bit of coercion on James’ part to convince Regulus to join him up in Gryffindor tower tonight - and by coercion, I mean James batted his eyelashes dramatically and promised lots of cuddles and kisses for Regulus’ ‘trouble’ - but James was feeling quite chuffed as he and his now official boyfriend stepped through the portrait hole of the Gryffindor common room.

Those feelings of chuffedness quickly vanished when he spotted you cozied up in an armchair built for one with none other than Barty Crouch Junior.

“Who would you rather she be with, James?” Regulus hissed at him, alerting James to the fact that he’d been grumbling aloud.

“Anyone.” He muttered petulantly.

Regulus scoffed in response. “Please; I hardly think you’d believe anyone good enough for your sister.”

James thought that Regulus was quite right.

“I think you’re quite right.” He admitted aloud before starting towards the two of you.

“James Fleamont Potter.” Regulus hissed as he grabbed James roughly by the sleeve. “You look at me right now.”

James wrenched his eyes away from you to look at Regulus’ fuming (though no less beautiful) eyes, dividing his attention between two of the people he loved the most in the whole world.

“James Potter, boyfriend or not I will drown you in the Black Lake and leave you to the sodding squid if you go over there right now.”

James ripped his gaze from where Barty’s hand sat on your knee to look at his boyfriend scandalized. “You wouldn’t.”

“You know I would.” Regulus threatened promised. “Do not fuck around with the only love he receives.”

James fought the urge to whine as he turned his gaze back over to the two of you; you were speaking animatedly, gesticulating wildly as you lamented about something James would have absolutely told you to shut the fuck up about nearly 30 seconds in.

“You can see how much he worships her, Jamie. And I think you should feel grateful knowing that there is truly no one who would be as devoted to her as he is.”

James did whine petulantly at that, even perhaps embarrassingly stomping his foot a little bit, though he would deny it if you asked. “I hate it.”

“Tough.” Regulus said simply, pulling James over to a love seat near the fireplace; close enough to see and hear the two of you, but not close enough that the pair would alert either of you to their presence. “Just be quiet and watch.”

James made a dramatic gagging sound earning him a smack up the back of the head from his boyfriend, but he acquiesced and turned his attention back to the two of you.

You were curled up on Barty’s lap; your back resting against the arm of the chair and your feet tucked under Barty’s thigh that you weren’t currently perched on.

You regularly tried to shove your feet under people that you were sitting with because your feet were always cold; James knew this because he’d swatted at your legs enough times for doing it to him. Barty didn’t seem to mind much though.

He also didn’t seem to mind that you were holding one of his hands hostage in yours as you fiddled and played with the various rings adorning his hands, speaking a million miles a minute and hardly pausing to take a breath.

“I just think it’s so sad. I mean; they don’t know! They don’t know that it’s not safe for them to be around people, but I can’t help thinking; what if they think we’re ignoring them?!” You asked emphatically.

Barty’s eyebrows rose to mirror yours as he raised his free hand to push a lock of hair behind your ear that had fallen in your theatrics.

“It’s because they have no natural predators, you see.” You continued solemnly, earning you an ‘oh, really?’ from Barty. “Many people think that sharks or alligators may pose a threat to manatees; but the species peacefully coexist. So, you know, then all of a sudden there are these long noodly manatee things in the water and the manatees are just like ‘holy shit; that’s a weird looking manatee! I’ve never seen one of those before.’ And then they try to make friends or say hello, but it’s illegal for humans to touch them.”

“Illegal?” Barty queried. “To touch an animal begging you to touch it?”

“Exactly!” You agreed quite loudly, if you asked James. He watched though as Barty’s hand moved back down to your legs and brushed his thumb in soothing circles as he kept his attention dutifully on you. “So they’re asking for pets or saying hello and trying to make friends; and people have to just…keep swimming. I’m sure they believe we must be quite rude, always ignoring them like that.”

You sounded actually quite dejected at the thought; your face falling as you looked down at Barty’s hand in your lap.

“Do you think perhaps there are mermaids where the manatees live?” Barty asked, earning him an eager gasp from you as you seemed to remember something.

“That’s brilliant Barty.” You shouted; and though James expected a cocky expression to grace Barty’s face at being told he was right about something, it never came. In fact, his face remained dutifully lovesick.

“Did you know that muggles used to believe manatees were actually mermaids or sirens during the late 15th century?”

Barty scoffed at that. “Well they’ve clearly never seen a mermaid before if they believe those sweet things resemble one.”

“Well yes, but I think muggles imagine mermaids differently. More just a beautiful lady living in the water, maybe with a tail; the beauty standards back then idealized curvy women.”

“Obviously, curvy birds are hot.”

“I know!” You agreed quickly. “I’m sure though that if we have mermaids in the sodding Black Lake, surely they have them in the America's?”

Barty was quickly nodding his head at you. “I’m sure I’ve read somewhere that they do, Princess.”

“Yeah?” You asked hopefully.

James watched as Barty’s face broke out in a soft grin as you met his eyes. “Would I ever lie to you?”

You shook your head in response and returned your gaze to your lap where you continued playing with his hand.

“Maybe the mermaids are friends with the manatees? They look like they’d just love some belly rubs.” You mused.

“Perhaps someone just needs to tell the mermaids to tell the manatees that it’s for their own good.”

You looked back up at that. “Yeah?”

“They could be like our underwater owl; we just travel to…”

“Florida.” You offered for him.

“Florida and find some mermaids to deliver our message.”

You seemed to consider the idea before looking back at him. “I think you might have to do it alone.”

Barty tilted his head at you and squeezed your calf. “You wouldn’t want to come with me to swim with manatees and mermaids?”

You shook your head. “I don’t think I could; if a manatee approached me I would have to pet it and then the manatees would all die and it would be my fault.”

Barty hummed in understanding and brought one of his hands to your chin. “Okay, Princess; I’ll be your oceanic owl.”

“You’d do that for me?”

Barty gently pulled you by your chin to slot your lips together. “I would do anything for you.”

James, having had quite enough of seeing such sickening displays of love thank you very much, turned his very unimpressed glare to Regulus, who was already looking at him with one perfectly arched eyebrow.

“That’s disgusting.” He grumbled indignantly.

“Are you telling me you wouldn’t be a manatee’s owl for me? Don’t I deserve that?”

James scoffed derisively at that. “I think it’s very obvious I would; you’re the most deserving person I know!”

“Then doesn’t your sister deserve that too?” Regulus asked gently.

James’ eyes moved back over to where you were now tracing delicate shapes over Barty’s face with your forefinger, yet he still couldn’t seem to force his eyes away from lovingly gazing at you.

“Let me ask you this, Jamie.” Regulus asked, joining James in watching his friend and James’ sister from afar. “Do you think there’s a line you would draw when it comes to how far you’d go for me?”

“No!”

“No?”

“Of course not.” James insisted.

“So you’d kill your mother for me?”

What?

“What?” James asked dumbly.

Regulus smirked. “Would you kill your own mother for me?”

“Erm,”

“Jamie.”

“Yeah?”

“The answer is no; that’s the right answer.”

“Oh thank Godric.” James sighed, holding his head in his hands.

“But Barty would; Barty would raze the entire fucking earth for Y/N.” Regulus continued. “And even if he wouldn’t,” He continued when James seemed to take issue with that. “How long would you have let her talk about manatees?”

James huffed and crossed his arms petulantly, even though he knew the answer. The answer was that he would have cut her off the second he realized she wasn’t talking about quidditch or pranks.

“She’s very loved, James. And he…” Regulus seemed to take an emotional breath as he watched his oldest friend take your hand and bring it to his lips to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles. “You Potter’s love like no one else I’ve ever known, James.”

James turned his full attention to his boyfriend and took one of Regulus’ hands in both of his.

“You love loudly, and openly, and freely, and everyone around you is better for it. Barty most of all.”

James let out a sigh and kissed Regulus’ knuckles.

“Fine.” He relented in faux irritation.

Regulus chuckled and pressed a shy kiss to James’ shoulder. “Don’t worry James, you Potter’s are in the protection of Slytherin’s now; we protect our own.”

And whether or not James particularly liked Barty, if there was one thing he knew to be true; no one would be able to mess with you with the likes of him around.

211 notes · View notes

bellaxisworld · 2 months

Text

february 19, @jegulus-microfic prompt: busy. word count: 485

Regulus was sulking and pouting at home, bored and sad that his phone wasn’t lighting up from a text from James. James was busy today and Regulus’ heart was practically breaking in his chest. He huffed and moped about, watching movies that he wasn’t paying attention to and checking his phone every two minutes—just in case James texted.

He was dozing off on the couch, hands limp from where they had been holding a book about Greek mythology, when he heard a knock on the front door.

Wrapping his robe tightly around himself, he grumbled about the audacity of someone who dared disturb his moping.

He whipped open the door and his mouth dropped open with a pop.

James Potter stood in front of him, a bouquet the size of his torso in hand, brown eyes crinkling at the corners in a smile. He looked lovely, too—warm in a brown coat and dark jeans.

He was over half a foot taller than Regulus, and when he came close, Regulus’ head was at the perfect height to lay on his chest. He used a free arm to tug Regulus close; he was surrounded by the smell and feel of James, and Regulus felt okay again. He wrapped his arms tightly around James, soaking up his love and comfort for all it was worth.

“Jamie,” Regulus breathed, looking up at James with stars in his eyes.

James kissed his forehead. “Hi, baby. I finished early and wanted to surprise you. There’s also takeout on its way.” Regulus’ heart was bursting, warmth and comfort seeping through his body, around his bones.

“Thank you,” he said, pulling James into a kiss.

“How about we eat on the couch and you tell me about whichever story you’ve been reading?” James said after they broke apart.

Regulus grinned, feeling so suddenly happy, he felt like he could dance. “Yes! I have so much to share, you don’t even know half of the absolute drama of the ancient Greek people. Their audacity is astounding. First, there’s Eurydice and Orpheus—”

James shook his head fondly and pulled him towards the couch.

Regulus talked on and on about ancient Greek mythology, not even pausing to chew his food, and James dutifully listened until Regulus was nearly breathless—perhaps he forgot to take a breath during his history lesson. He took a deep breath and James was chucking. He smiled back at him, cheeks pink, happiness permeating the air and heavy breaths between them.

Regulus pushed forward and ran his fingers through James’ hair, scratching at his scalp and combing through. He kissed James’ nose.

“Thank you for coming,” Regulus whispered. “Even though you were busy.”James kissed him on the mouth and Regulus felt whole. “I’ll never miss an opportunity to be around you, to hear you nerd out about dead people and mythology. I’ll always make time for you, sweetheart. Even when I’m busy.”

find the collection of february microfic prompts on ao3(19/29): february, i'm yours.

226 notes · View notes

lulublack90 · 1 month

Text

Prompt 27 - Birthday

@jegulus-microfic March 27 Word count 902

Previous part First part

James arrived at his parent’s house the next morning with Sirius in tow.

“Jamie!” Effie greeted him enthusiastically. Throwing her arms around him and hugging him so tightly, she lifted him off the floor. “Happy birthday, darling!”

“Hi, Mum,” James beamed, feeling the love his mum gave him. She put him back on his feet and grabbed Sirius. “Hello, Sirius, sweetheart. How are you? You haven’t been around for ages, darling.” She released a guilty-looking Sirius.

“Sorry, Effie. Moody wouldn’t let me out, and then we’ve been busy.” He pointed to James. “I promise I’ll make it up.”

“Don’t be silly, Sirius. You don’t have anything to make up for. Just make sure you pop in when you can. We’ve missed you.” She smoothed his hair in a motherly way and herded them into the kitchen, where Monty was fighting with a frying pan.

“Effie, my love.” He didn’t need to say anymore as Effie swooped in and rescued the pan from him. He kissed her on the cheek in thanks and then rounded on his boys.

“You don’t write, you don’t visit?” He joked as he scooped them both into his arms in a bone-breaking hug.

Lunch was a jolly affair. Effie had cooked all James’s favourites and baked him a Victoria sponge cake. He blew out the candles after a rendition of Happy Birthday, and they sat in the living room enjoying a slice of cake and a cup of tea.

Monty handed James a small pile of gifts, and Sirius pulled out a bottle of Ogden’s best firewhisky from Godric knows where complete with a huge red and gold bow.

“We can crack it open tonight.” Sirius grinned, waggling his eyebrows.

“Oh, are you having the girls over? How lovely.” Effie smiled as she watched James open the rest of his presents. He looked up at Sirius before he answered her.

“Erm, no. Just me and Sirius. The others are busy.” He wasn’t sure if they were busy or not, but he couldn’t exactly tell his parents about the party his Death Eater friends were throwing him.

“Oh, what a shame. I do miss Marlene and her crass mouth.”

“Mum!” James cringed. For some unknown reason, his mother doted on Marlene, especially when she said the most outrageous things that you don’t say in front of your friend’s parents.

They spent the rest of the afternoon chasing each other around the back garden on their brooms. They finally came back indoors, tired and sweaty but very much looking forward to the party later.

“We’re going to get off, Mum,” James said as they walked back into the house.

“What’s the rush? You and Sirius are just going to be alone drinking. Why not stay here, and I’ll make you my famous hangover breakfast for the morning?” They shuffled awkwardly.

“Leave them be, Effie. They’re young men. They’re probably going round town.” Monty came to their rescue, giving them a cheeky wink as he ushered them towards the door. “Don’t leave it so long next time, boys.” He said as he hugged and kissed both of them before Effie could get her hands on them.

“Happy birthday, darling,” Effie squeezed him. They waved goodbye as they apparated back to Sirius’s flat.

A quick shower and a change of clothes, and they were ready for Evan’s.

Everyone was waiting for them when they arrived.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” They chorused as they dragged the pair into the ballroom. It had been decked out with hundreds of balloons that drifted around the room, illuminated by the fairy lights artfully looping around the room.

They’d set up a table with food and drinks on it. In the centre was a beautiful golden cake decorated to look like a snitch. It had delicate spun sugar wings that fluttered gently as though the cake were flying.

“Wow, guys, this is amazing. Thank you.” James couldn’t believe how much effort they’d put in for him. It hadn’t been very long ago that they’d have happily hurled curses at him, let alone plan a birthday party for him.

Regulus tucked himself under James’s arm and handed him a small flat box. He gladly accepted it. It was very light, and he couldn’t even guess what could be inside it. He opened the black box, and there, nestled inside, were season tickets for Puddlemere United. His eyes went wide.

“There’s two in there,” Regulus told him. “Hopefully, after the war is over. I’ll be able to use the other one. Until then, I suppose you can take my idiot brother.” James wrapped him in a hug and kissed him passionately.

“Thank you, Regulus. It’s my favourite gift ever.” He kissed him again, enjoying the pink flush that coloured Regulus’s face.

“Oi, and what about my gift?” Barty came over, breaking them apart.

“Barty, you got him broom polish.” Regulus rolled his eyes at his friend.

“Yeah, the best broom polish on the market. His broom’s going to be so smooth he’s going to slip right off it.”

Sirius got the music playing, and then they were dancing.

“James couldn’t believe he got to spend his birthday with his closest friends and his boyfriend. This was shaping up to be his best birthday ever, and when Regulus reached up and whispered in his ear and pulled him out of the room and upstairs, he decided it definitely was his best birthday.

Next part

71 notes · View notes