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daysofnights · 4 months
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short regulus that would refuse to admit it under threat of death but loves that james can pick him up spends as much time as possible with his legs wrapped around james’ waist
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messrsnana · 11 months
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Two pretty best friends (original sketch by @/charlijacobs on insta)
Also yes reg will give you the meanest side eye/stare if you look at Remus wrong
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not-rab · 6 months
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[Grimmauld Place tour]
Regulus, to James: Oh look, the door post where Kreacher measured our heights.
Regulus: I was always half an inch taller than Sirius, not that it matters.
Regulus: But it does.
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rosemarilee · 6 months
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Regulus and Harry first meet
Regulus: *has never had a conversation with a child before* so…
Harry: you’re short
Regulus: no you’re short
Harry: I’m a kid I’m supposed to be short
Regulus: I’m an adult I can be whatever the fuck I want to be
Harry: so you chose to be short
Regulus: I’m fucking your dad
Harry: I don’t know what that means
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msvanillalatte · 4 months
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Deal With
*James and Sirius fighting*
James: Fuck you, Black!
Sirius: Oh, so you didn't get enough with my little brother, you bitch!
*Remus and Regulus watching*
Remus: See what I have to deal with when you leave?
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daddiesdrarryy · 2 months
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Regulus: James is going to take me to miniature golf tonight
Sirius: Oh! Well, I guess for you, that’s like regular golf
Regulus: Short jokes? Really, Sirius? You’re, like, a quarter of an inch taller than me
Sirius: Yeah, and don’t you forget it
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lovings4turn · 9 months
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☆ page-turner (r.a.b.)
— trying to read your book whilst sat in regulus' lap proves a harder task than you first thought
+ contains: smut, fingering (f!recieving), edging, teasing, praise
+ nsfw — minors please dni
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"that's it, darling," regulus coos, his chin resting on your shoulder. "keep going."
you're sat in his lap, your back flush to his chest with your legs spread wide as you clutch your book with white-knuckles. his fingers expertly slip in and out of you, his thumb deftly working at your clit in an intoxicating combination that makes your mind cloudy.
regulus has made the rules of this exchange pretty clear: you stop reading, he stops moving.
at first, you had thought he was merely teasing, wanting to see just how far he could push you. but when you had first dropped your book, head falling back against his shoulder to let out a shaky moan, he had pulled his fingers out instantly with a reprimanding tsk. it was only when you started up again, voice shaking and cracking around the words, that regulus resumed his prior motions.
every now and then, he curls his fingers up to press against your g-spot, a wicked glint in his eye as he watches you stumble over the current piece of dialogue you're reading
"reg, please-" you breathe, eyes screwed shut as you feel your orgasm slowly build. the muscles in your stomach tighten, and in an effort to finish faster, you grind down onto his fingers.
"ah, ah," regulus hums, using his free hand to cup your cheek and redirect your face towards your now forgotten book. "told you, love. have to keep going. y'doing so well for me."
you're so close that if he stopped now, you're sure tears will escape your eyes and roll down your cheeks, a pathetic display of desperation. your only option is to continue reading.
the words become blurry as you fight to keep your eyes open, and you're only half sure that whatever you're saying is even comprehensible as you stumble through paragraph after paragraph.
all it takes is the pad of regulus' thumb swiping over your clit particularly roughly for you to see white. your book hits the floor with a thump, drowned out by the sounds of your moans and mumbled thanks. regulus holds your hips as you writhe in his lap, pressing kisses to your shoulder as you come down from your climax, all the while muttering praise and compliments.
"did so well, love," he hums, kissing your temple. "wanna see how well you can focus w'my cock in you, now."
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howtotrainyourrei · 3 months
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JAMES AND REGULUS!!!!! i love these guys they are my ittle babies
this is a scene from a fic I'm working on, I'm very very excited about it
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magswrite · 19 days
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prompt: heart (april 9th). 268 words. @jegulus-microfic
It’s the middle of the night, when James first says it.
Regulus is half-asleep, his chest rising and falling with a steady rhythm, the borders of sleep just barely gracing his mind. He can feel the weight of James’ body next to his own, curled around him, all warm.
James, it seems, has woken in the night. Regulus can tell both by his breathing—more irregular—and the hand that seems to be tracing its way up Regulus’ side. It’s a light brush, and it sends shivers up his body, though Regulus does his best not to react. He’s a bit curious to see what James is up to.
Eventually, the hand reaches his neck (James presses upon a bite he’d left, the night before), and comes to tuck a stray curl of Regulus’ back behind his ear.
“Fucking gorgeous,” James says, in a slight whisper. His fingertip traces over the helix of Regulus’ ear, and then falls away.
It’s quickly replaced by the press of his lips, light and chaste, in the very same place. The kiss is quick, over as soon as it’s begun, and then soon enough James is settling back down, pulling his arms back around Regulus’ frame.
And then he hums into Regulus’ shoulder. “I love you.”
He says it easily, and as he does, his thumb runs in circles over Regulus’ chest, again and again and again, soothing the beating heart there. James does it until his breathing sinks back into the rhythm of sleep, and then the thumb falls lazily away.
“I love you too, James,” Regulus whispers, into the silence.
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kairospy · 7 months
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Just saying,
James is the spoiled one in the relationship. He’s used to getting all he wants because Effie and Monty would indulge his every whim. He’s dramatic as shit, loud, confident, but so theatrical about it.
Regulus is the more quiet one (though not shy or insecure AT ALL. This man was meant to inherit an empire and associate (if not better) the most powerful wizards, be honest with yourself, he was be confident and stoic), and if he wanted something, he had to take it for himself seeing as his parents mostly focused on Sirius for 15 years. He’s independent.
To summarise: Regulus wears the pants in the relationship and James is just happy to be there and be pampered and be bought nice things. Regulus calls him ‘love’ and he’s gone. He wears Reg’s jumpers when he’s home alone. He’s pathetically whipped and would let Reg do anything to him. James cooks so well and makes Reg a different dish each week bc this man is used to house elf menus and that wont cut it. Regulus stands behind him, chin on his shoulder arms around his waist asking about ingredients, and James just about fucking dies—
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lexithwrites · 3 months
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lexith writes | @jegulus-microfic | 3rd feb - king 175 words
Regulus' lips trailed over James’ jaw and down his neck, and he smirked when he felt James’ pulse quicken and his breath hitch. “You like that?” He whispered.
“Uh huh.” James nodded dumbly, gulping as his heart started pounding in his chest. It was still new to him, getting to makeout with Regulus. To…do things with Regulus. He had only ever been with women before and he was more than experienced in that department, but men? Regulus was taking the lead now. “Reg—”
“Just relax, love.” His boyfriend purred into his ear. “Let me take care of you.” 
“Feel like I’m high.” James chuckled, closing his eyes and arching his back when he felt a hand cup his bulge. “Treating me like a goddamn prince. Like…like…fuck, I can’t think right now.” 
Regulus smirked up at him and licked the shell of James’ ear, wanting to hear his breath hitch again. 
“Not a prince.” He replied, moving down James’ body and peppering his hot, flushed skin with kisses. “I’m going to treat you like a king.”
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maraudersoncrack1981 · 3 months
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The black brothers are both short compared to their friends but Regulus is the slightest bit taller and Sirius hates it
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aithusarosekiller · 2 months
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10 year old black brothers trying to find new nicknames for each other and the second Sirius suggests 'Lulu' he gets shoved down a flight of stairs
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starla9bells · 2 years
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Sirius: small animals are more vicious than larger ones. it's because they have less room to bottle up their anger
Remus: give me one example
Lily: wasps
Peter: spiders
James: Regulus
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chasingthestarss · 26 days
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Jealousy Jealousy
Just a little short thing I wrote because I wanted jealous James. It's really just a bunch of dialogue but enjoy!
Words: 955
Barty Crouch Junior was a problem.
A big problem.
The biggest problem James had ever had.
He kind of wanted to kill the guy.
James had never felt so violent as he did watching Barty lean in and whisper into Regulus’ ear.
He wanted to rip out Barty’s throat when Regulus laughed at whatever Barty whispered into his ear.
James knew he had no right to feel that way. He had no reason to want Regulus to not go near Barty. They were friends and James didn’t have any claim to Regulus. It wasn’t like Regulus was his boyfriend. And if he was James’ boyfriend, James wouldn’t have the right to tell him how to act with his friends.
He was out of his seat in seconds when Barty's hand settled on Regulus’ waist, like it belonged there or something. James wanted to cut his fucking hand off. Maybe then he would quit touching Regulus. Maybe then he would leave Regulus the fuck alone.
“Something wrong, pretty boy?” Barty smirked when James reached them.
What was he gonna do? Tell Barty to stop talking to his friend? Really why did he even walk over? What could he do other than observe violently.
“I need to talk to Regulus,” James said shortly, not giving Barty any attention.
Barty smirked. Of course he did. When was he not smirking at James? Like he knew something that James didn’t. It pissed him off.
“We’re busy,” Barty smiled at James and waved him off like some sort of child.
James wanted Barty to never talk again. Maybe he just wanted to rip out the boys vocal chords so he couldn’t whisper things in Regulus’ ear. Speaking of, that is what Barty was doing now, once more.
“Do you have a problem, Potter?” Evan chimed in as he watched James silently seethe over Barty and Regulus’ closeness.
Evan Rosier was also a problem. He was always talking to Regulus. He was always with Regulus. Why did everyone always have to be with Regulus? Why couldn’t they just leave him alone.
“No, of course not,” James muttered and stormed off to go find Sirius. Sirius needed to get Regulus away from those fucking Slytherins or James was going to rip their heads off. He couldn’t risk getting expelled.
Sirius was found lounging in Remus’ lap, talking to Marlene about something that James didn’t care about. Right now he needed his best friends.
“You okay, Prongs? You look pissed,” Remus asked, then looked behind James and laughed. “Oh, I see. Sirius, you're needed for Regulus retrieval.”
“Oh my god, just tell him you're jealous and quit bringing me into this shit!” Sirius groaned.
James may have done this more than once. But Regulus’ friends were just so handsy. Sirius was always able to get Regulus away, so James just went to him.
“Pads, please!” James whined.
“No, figure it out. Moony time,” Sirius denied as he leaned forward to place kisses on Remus’ neck.
James grumbled but walked away and sat back in his old spot. Silently seething as he watched Regulus lean into Evan, while Barty talked about something.
He lasted longer than he thought he would.
Maybe five minutes. (thirty seconds)
But then Barty Crouch Junior leaned in and kissed Regulus’ cheek and James lost it.
James stormed over, definitely shoving people as he did so. He ripped Barty away and grabbed Regulus’ arm.
“Sirius needs you,” James spoke sharply, glaring at Barty.
“Does he? I don’t see him around,” Regulus smirked up at James, his eyes twinkling with something akin to mischief.
“He does, come on,” James tugged Regulus’ arm a little, trying to get the younger boy to stand.
“I’ll wait for him to come get me. You can go tell him that. I’ll just hang out here with my friends,” Regulus retorted, shoving James’ hand off him.
“No! You can’t stay with them,” James replied.
“Why's that?” Regulus asked.
James froze. He looked at Regulus, really looked at him and saw it. Regulus was going this on purpose. He was definitely doing this on purpose. There was no way he was just being this antagonizing and mischievous for no reason. How many times had he made James jealous on purpose.
James spun to Barty and saw that he was also smirking at James. Evan too. So they all knew what they were doing. They just didn’t care.
“You were doing it on purpose?” James asked.
“Doing what on purpose, Jaime?” Regulus tilted his head in mock confusion.
“I wanted to cut your buddies hand off. What would you have done if I had done it? Would you have felt guilty? Would you feel remorse?” James questioned, leaning close enough that his breath could probably be felt on Regulus’ cheek.
“I’d probably feel turned on, actually,” Regulus challenged
“Oh yeah?” James taunted.
“What can I say? You’re hot when you’re jealous. So are you going to act now or keep seething in your little chair? Because I’ve been waiting for you to do something. I'm tired of waiting for Jamie. I have other options, Barty for example," Regulus gestured vaguely in Barty’s direction.
“Hell yeah!” Barty agreed moving towards Regulus.
“No.” James snarled, turning to him furiously.
“I told you it was hot,” Regulus chimes. James is sure if he was talking to him or Barty but he doesn’t care.
“Come on, let me show you how hot jealousy can be,” James pulled Regulus a little gesturing toward his dorm room with his head.
“Jealousy sex! Jealousy sex! Jealousy sex!” Barty cheered in the background.
“Shut up Barty,” Evan groaned.
James may hate Barty Crouch Junior, but that was some of the best sex he had had.
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msvanillalatte · 4 months
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WHAT?!
*James with a flower bouquet in hand for Regulus*
Sirius: Aww James, for me? I knew you were sweet...
Remus: Sirius, for fuck sake. You have a boyfriend and those flowers are meant for your brothe-
Sirius: WHAT? *acts dramatic even though all of them knew*
*Regulus enters with another flower bouquet in hand*
Remus: Awwww, thanks Reggie, you didn't have to!
Sirius: Moony, those are for James, let them go-
Regulus: Actually, they are for Remus *winks jokingly*
...
Sirius and James: WHAT?!
James: Actually, I'm noy surprised. After all, he's the Casanova of Gryffindor Tower.
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