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bowiesawizardmoony · 4 months

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Regulus sits on the cold floor, whole body aching from how long he’s been there, but he had lost track of time. He started straight ahead at the mirror in front of him.

It had become almost a ritual for the last two weeks after he had found the mirror of erised. The same scene played every night. his head resting on james potters lap as james’ hand runs through his hairs and occasionally drops kisses on regulus’ face. sirius is also there with remus and peter and barty and evan and pandora and dorcas and they’re all just happy and getting along. sirius looks at him fondly in this mirror and not with his usual disdain. they were happy. they were all together. Regulus knew this was only a fantasy but he longed for the joy of all his friends and his brother. he longed for james and the love he wished they shared.

regulus didn’t know how long it had been, but he decided it was getting too late and he needed to go back to his dorm to sleep. he moved his aching body out of the room, resisting the urge to go back and stare at the mirror longer.

as he left the room he caught a quick glimmer of something out the corner of his eye still in the room. he turned around and shut the door back as he watched for the glimmer again.

“listen if anyone is here show yourself or you’re going to wish you’d never been born” regulus says to the seemingly empty room.

all at once, a sheepish james potter pulls his invisibly cloak off of him and stares down at the floor. regulus is immediately filled with anger and embarrassment.

“what the fuck are you doing here, potter! were you here the whole time?”

“listen reg i can explain!” james says quickly. “i saw you come in here a few nights ago and you looked upset so i may have followed you and stayed to make sure you were okay. but then i guess i just kept coming back because you did and i don’t really know why i kept coming back but to see you and make sure you were alright”

regulus was taken aback by james’ words. james cared enough about him to sit for possibly hours in silence just to make sure he was alright?? he couldn’t seem to wrap his head around it.

“why did you not say anything?”

james, again, looking sheepish, replied “i know you value your privacy and i was already invading it by being here but i thought it might be better if i left you alone so as not to make you more upset.”

regulus thoight about this for a moment, and while it was a sweet gesture he was still confused, but really it was too late to press it any farther. so instead he asks, “what do you see in the mirror?”

james was startled but the topic change, but steadfastly answered “i don’t know. i never look when i’m here. i’m usually just looking at you.”

reg tries, and fails, not to blush at james words. he walks over to him and drags him to the mirror. “go on. what do you see?”

james drags his gaze away from regulus and looks to the mirror. regulus sees his eyes go wide and then fills with understanding. james sits down on the ground and continues to gaze at the mirror before he turns back to regulus.

“i just see us. but you’re smiling. and you’re wearing my quidditch jumper.”

regulus not knowing what to say in rely simply sits back down next to james. “do you wanna stay for a while longer?” he says as he shoots james a small smile.

james’ face lights up with a smile. “yeah. i would love to.”

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florsial · 4 months

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Based on this i made

lets see how gay I can get, btw this was taken from a current personal wip of mine lol

-Painter!James Potter x Art Subject!Regulus Black

-Reference

"Where my skin lies bare and clear. Your hands brush close, desire so severe."

Where most of the people find their comforts within the presence of others, James feels the soothing from the hard wood stick presses against his hand. He hears nothing but the soft press of his brush against the canvas and his own breathing. It reminds him that he is the only one. The only one who would witness the final piece resulted in his hard work. He can’t bring himself to mind much though. James knew only he would understand the sweat and aches that formed the painting, therefore, only he could ever appreciate the beauty it is.

He needed no model, for he could see it truly in his head. A beautiful figure, a man to suit his desired taste, of dark curls and a flexible body elegantly draped over the black couch that sits in his very art studio, a stark contrast against their deathly pale skin. The man was scarcely dressed, his intimacy only covered in the loose material of crimson silk that flowed down his white thighs. His eyes bore a passion that James had never witnessed before and yet, he was somehow able to paint it perfectly to how it felt.

When he sets the brush down, for the last time, he feels like a boulder has been lifted from his shoulder. The painting was exactly like how he envisioned it. A beauty of elegance and passion. Just as how James wanted it to be.

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solarconstellations · 1 month

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posted my first fic and it’s scary to put yourself out there. simultaneously hoping people read it and also scared for when they do.

first two chapters are up! it’s a jegulus summer camp au where the marauders are all working at a camp for the summer - read it here

if u leave comments/kudos i’ll love you forever, okay byeeeee.

#wolfstar #jegulus #jegulus fic #jegulus fic rec #jegulus fanfiction #marauders #marauders fanfiction #dorlene #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #my first fic #please go easy on me #starchaser #sunseeker #starchaser fic #sunseeker fic #fic rec #my fic

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gayastrophilehistoryfreak · 6 months

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So I was thinking about writing a modern au where trans!regulus and sirius are really famous people (all of the blacks are), remus is a photojournalist who's really close with reg, and james works in his mum's cafe. One day sirius and remus broke up and remus asked reg to fake date him so he could make him jealous and it benefits reg to cause James will get jealous too. So they do it and their all over social media. Meanwhile james and sirius are plotting about how to win them over.

Should I write it on AO3?

#moonwater #remus x regulus #starchaser fic #starchaser au #trans regulus #regulus x james #james x regulus #jegulus

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anauro · 2 years

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hiIIIIi, any jegulus recs to read while we wait for my drus and surgical scrubs updates? hahahha

not the famous fics cos im already reading it those :D

Hiya!

Yes, of course!!!

Omnia vincit amor by @aureusprongs. I honestly don’t know why more people aren’t talking about this fic, because it’s truly amazing and long and I haven’t felt that way about a fic since I read choices last year. It’s a great canon divergent Jegulus, with Slytherin Dorcas, sapphic Lily and good siblings Black brothers. Truly recommending to everyone, go and read it NOW!

Boyfriend by aurorareads. I’m only on chapter 2, but it has jealous (and oblivious) Regulus and I’m totally rooting for it!

Strikes (takes two) by @aureusprongs. British university AU with trans Reg and football! World Cup is approaching and I need something to kick start my obsession + trans Reg!!! It’s only 2 chapters in, but I know where it’s going and trust me, it’ll be sooo good

Muse in secret by winlark. That’s a classic, but it was released all in one go, so missed a lot of the hype it deserves. It is happy Jegulus endgame, but there is an MCD, so just be careful!

SUGAR HIGH by IvyCore. This fic isn’t talked about anywhere near as much as it deserves. It’s very smutty, but the romance has me literally melting and the writing is just top tier!! It’s a findom sugar baby Regulus and this fic gives me purpose in life.

Fics I haven’t read, but want to desperately:

Ogni Parte E Viva by @euphorial-docx, also known as the “non problematic CMBYN”. I think it’s fairly well known, but just putting it out there in case you haven’t heard of it. I haven’t read it yet, but I’ve seen enough snippets and people raving about it to be confident it’s good. It’s downloaded for my flight.

heaven is here if you want it by lesbianregulusblack. The only thing stopping me from reading this fic is the fact it’s a plane crash AU and as I’m about to board on an 18h flight across the whole globe, I’m feeling just a tad bit paranoid. Otherwise I’d be all over this fic, but mind the tags!

Can’t trust his kind by @star-boy-lyn. Vampire Jegulus AU that my friends have been raving on about, so I’m putting it here in case it’s your cup of tea anon!

#roc answers #Jegulus fic #Jegulus fic rec #Jegulus fanfic #Starchaser #Starchaser fic #fic rec #James x regulus

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starchaserdreams · 1 year

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James: what do you want to do for Christmas?

Regulus: it's march

Regulus: also we've only been dating for three weeks

Regulus: we shouldn't make plans that far ahead

James: yeah...but what do you want to do for Christmas?

Regulus: ...let's go visit your parents, I want another slice of your mom's homemade pie

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards #jegulus fanfiction #starchaser fic

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singulxarity · 2 months

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Jegulus microfic - Day 11 - Couch

@jegulus-microfic

Word count : 327

When Regulus ran away to the Potter's at the ripe age of 16, he didn't exactly feel right at home. He knew he was welcome and he knew he was definitely not hated, however, with the glaring red armchairs and red and gold decorations, he also knew that he was an eyesore.

Whether it be wearing green plaid pyjamas instead of red or showering at 8 30 exactly each and every day, he knew he stuck out sort of like a sore thumb.

He tried not to think too much of it but when Euphemia Potter's gold ringed hand would be placed up on his own silver clad one, he would feel a jarring sense of alienation.

Unintended, of course.

But still.

So imagine his surprise when he comes down the stairs on Christmas morning to see a dark, velvety green couch placed in the middle of the drawing room.

Euphemia Potter beams at him, hair already a flyaway mess due to the morning's bustle.

“Do you like it love? We got on sale last week and it goes perfectly with Christmas!”

He knows this has nothing to do with Christmas, but yet, his heart soars and he cannot for the life of him, keep the grin off his face.

“It's very nice Mrs Potter”

And it really is.

Honestly.

So Regulus opens his Christmas present on that couch with Sirius and Fleamont Potter on each side of him.

And when Regulus’ birthday arrives, he blows out his candles on that very couch.

When Regulus’ parents pass away, he sits on that couch, crying into Sirius’ arms for a reason he can't really identify.

And when James and Regulus are left alone at home, they watch a movie and share popcorn and their first kiss on the green couch.

Years later, when Regulus and James move into their very own flat, a green couch sits in the living room, where the two share stories, secrets and kisses.

#jegulus fic #marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #marauders era #starchaser fic #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus microfic #james x regulus #the marauders

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lexithwrites · 1 month

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chapter four - now im fallin' in faster

excerpt: They were kissing. Really kissing. Not a peck, not a cheek kiss, not a forehead kiss. This was their first kiss, and Regulus thought he might faint from how lightheaded it made him. There was a wolf whistle somewhere behind them but Regulus ignored it— fucking Barty —and licked into James’ mouth before pulling back. He smiled, but only for half a second, because James was cupping his cheek with his hand and kissing him again.

minor smut warning for this chapter!

ahhh the drama is starting!!

#the marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #sunseeker #starchaser #james x regulus #regulus x james #james potter x regulus black #regulus black x james potter #jegulus fic #sunseeker fic #starchaser fic #portfolio #lexith writes

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bowiesawizardmoony · 4 months

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little jegulus fic i started

When Reg enters his 6th year of Hogwarts he makes a list on the first night back of everything he is going to accomplish this year.

1. fix your relationship with Sirius (never let him find out it was your idea make it his)

2. come top of your class

3. kiss James Potter.

4. KISS JAMES POTTER YOU COWARD

you see, Regulus has had a crush on his brothers best friend for quite a while and since he had been living in his house since he ran away at the beginning of summer from his delightful parents home, the crush has only become worse and worse. and the thing is james doesn’t make it better. he flirts and smiles and shines like the damn sun. it’s almost impossible to hate him and Regulus hates him even more for it. but damn does he love him.

about a month into the semester, Regulus is studying in the library for his positions exam. He hears the recognizable laugh of James Potter as he comes into the previously very quiet library. He rolls in eyes and keeps them trained on his textbook hoping he ignores him. But luck as never been on his side so why should it start today.

James plots down on one side of him, taking his textbook away from him. Regulus shoot’s an annoyed look at James. “What do you want, Potter?”

James snacks a hand over is heart in mock offense. “Oh come on Reggie I know you love when I come and bother you.” A smirk gracing his face.

Reg just rolls his eyes again even though his heart has started beating faster at James’ words. “Yes i do love it when you come and take my textbook and distract me from my work so i’ll fail my exam. Really it’s the highlight of my day.” Reg says dryly.

James only laughs at him and shakes him head lightly. “You’re way to smart to fail a potions exam Reggie. You’d be top of your class without ever even opening a book.”

Regulus feels his cheeks warm from the praise but simply turns his head and starts collecting his things quickly. “well you wouldn’t know anything about being smart would you?” He shoots back to distract from his blushing face.

He throws all his books and quils into his bag and starts to make for the exist, walking fast to get away from James.

“oh come on Reggie! why’re you always running from me?” James shouts at him as leaves. Regulus keeps walking, refusing to turn around, but throws a middle finger at him over his shoulder. He hears james light chuckle from behind him and a smile blooms on his face from being able to make him laugh. Merlin he’s a goner.

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James stares as Regulus makes him hasty retreat from the library, or more likely, James himself. He turns to look back at where Regulus was just sitting and he seems a folded up piece of paper lying on the discarded chair. James thinks it must have fallen out of his pocket. He goes to open it before he can think better of it and he’s frozen for a moment. It’s a list. Reg’s for sure because it has his bloody name on top.

Regulus’ Sixth Year ToDo List:

1. fix your relationship with Sirius (never let him find out it was your idea make it his)

2. come top of your class

3. kiss James Potter.

4. KISS JAMES POTTER YOU COWARD

Regulus wants to kiss him? REG LIKES HIM BACK?

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will i ever finish is? the world may never know but we’ll see if i feel inspired lmaoo

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cr-amber · 11 months

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for the @jegulus-microfic prompt: boot

“Hey darling, you almost ready?” James asks as he ducks into the room, hanging off the doorframe. “Yeah, just trying to get these stupid boots on,” Regulus tells him. The boots in question are black leather platforms with a solid heel and laces that go all the way up to Regulus’ thighs. Regulus looks so damn good in them that they make James’ mouth water when he’s not even wearing them. “Let me help,” he says, then drops to his knees in front of Regulus before he can protest. And sure, it takes twice as long as it would have for James to help him with the boots, because he has to kiss his way up each of Regulus’ legs as he tightens the laces, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

133 words!

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gaymorbidlonging · 2 years

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Regulus smirked and nudged his brother, “I’m sorry we keep traumatizing you.”

“That is something I’m afraid I’ll never forgive you for.”

Regulus gave a half shrug, “I think I can live with that. After all, there’s no way I’m going to stop shagging Ja—”

He could barely finish his sentence before Sirius could give a little gasp in a mix of shock and annoyance, and clamp a hand over Regulus’ mouth, muffling the rest.

James and Remus chose that very moment to walk back into the living room and witness Sirius shout, “Did you just lick me?” before fervently wiping his hand on his pants. Regulus sprung up, and away from his brother before he could retaliate.

“Yes! You gave me no choice.”

“Sometimes I’m very happy that I’m an only child,” Remus remarked when Sirius leapt up, licked his own hand and begun to chase his brother with it stuck out like a weapon.

“Yeah, me too,” James replied.

Teach Me chapter 8 out now!!!!

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ilyregulus · 5 months

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"I love you, but you're not mine." — Starchaser.

A/N: Hii, this is my first time writing something like this and english is not my first language, so forgive me for any mistakes and pls be kind.

The story is based on the movie "Corpse Bride" so some quotes are from there. I hope you guys like it :)

Word count: 2.9k

TW: they talk a lot about death.

“I'm not doing it.” Regulus said angrly while his mom forced him into the car.

“Oh but you so are, it's not like we asked for your opinion.” She replied risply, and to be honest, it's not like he had any hope of changing her mind, his parents never really cared about him, they cared about money, and right now, Regulus was just their way of getting it.

“What if we don't like each other, won't that be a problem?” He asked knowing that it would change nothing.

“As if that has anything to do with marriage. Do you suppose your father and I like each other?”

He actually never thought about that, in fact Regulus never thought about love at all, especially not his parents. But deep down he supposed they liked each other, at least a little. The thing is he didn't get how someone could do it, he understood very well about making alliances and how the rich must marry each other so they keep getting richer but shouldn't they like the person they were marrying or at least meet them first and have the right to choose?

Every step taken towards the mansion that would host the ceremony felt like a step towards the gallows, so while his parents talked to his soon to be parents in law, Regulus decided to take a walk through the large hall, enjoying his last minutes of his so-called freedom.

“Shit. You scared me.” A nice looking girl who was sitting by the piano said as he entered the room.

“I do apologize…You play beautifully.” He added sincerely.

“Thank you, mother won't let me near the piano, too passionate, she says…Anyway, I'm Victoria.”

“Oh.” It was all he could say for a while. “I'm Regulus.”

“I guess we weren't supposed to be seeing each other then.” She laughed.

“I suppose not.”

“Well, I always dreamt about this day, about getting married and finding someone I was deeply in love with, someone to spend the rest of my life with.” Victoria started saying.

“KILL ME” Regulus thought, what on Earth did he do to deserve this.

“Silly, isn't it?” She continued

“Yes, silly” He replied too fast.

He could apologize and he almost did but why would he? It's not like he was trying to make Victoria like him, in fact it would be really great if she didn't and somehow stopped this bullshit from happening. But she didn't stop anything and so the day arrived and there he was, standing at the altar, with his ganancious parents looking straight into his soul and there was nothing he could do.

Regulus didn't really put much effort into memorizing the vows and the amount of times he got it wrong and had to start again was getting annoying.

“This boy doesn't want to get married. How disgraceful!” Victoria's mom screamed.

“Enough! This wedding cannot take place until he is properly prepared. Young man, learn your vows.” Her father added.

He couldn't stand another minute of this, but he was going to learn it, it's not like he had another choice, and he really just wanted this day to end as fast as it could so, Regulus told everyone he would go for a walk in the woods nearby and would get back prepared, which seemed to satisfy both their families.

It really shouldn't be all that difficult. It's just a few simple vows.

“With this hand, I will take your wine. No. With this hand...I will cup your...Oh, fuck, no.With this…With this candle, I will...I will set your mother on fire.”

Oh, it's no use, he needed to do this. And so he said clearly.

“With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring...I ask you to be mine.”

“I do.” He heard a whisper as everything went dark.

“What..? What the hell happened?” He asked as his green eyes adjusted to the light once again.

“Looks like we've got ourselves a breather.” An old man said.

“Does he have a dead brother?” Asked a weird woman.

“He was very much alive last time I checked.” Regulus replied not really sure why.

“A toast then. To the newlyweds.” The first man raised his glass.

“Newlyweds?” Seriously Regulus thought, what the fuck was going on???

“In the woods, you said your vows so perfectly.”

“WHERE THE HELL AM I?” He asked without any patience.

“Well, that's a long story, a tragic tale of romance, passion and murder.”

“Look, I don't…” Regulus started saying but then he saw him.

He was standing there, with a suit falling into pieces, but Lord, he was beautiful, he had those eyes, deep and warm, that was like staring right into the sun and begging to get burned by it, and, oh, how Regulus would beg.

“Our boy was a beauty known for miles around” Continued a woman who looked like she was dead for ages “When a mysterious stranger came into town, she was plenty good-looking but down on her cash, and our poor boy here, he fell hard and fast.”

“Whatever, let me go straight to the point, the green eyes here doesn't look like he's a fan of long stories” The man interrupted. “He was about to get married and woke up in the graveyard”.

He was dead??? Oh…now he got why they all looked a little blue and weird, and the breather thing and everything else but how could…Regulus was not dead, at least he didn't feel like he was.

“So he made a vow…” He realized the man was still talking. “To wait for his true love to come set him free, and then you came.”

“Yeah really heart touching, what a shame I'm nobody's love so how do I get the fuck out of whatever this place is?” Regulus said but not really sure if that was what he actually wanted.

Don't get him wrong, it’s not like he was loving this whole being dead thing, but he didn't really have anything worth living for up there.

“Regulus, right?” Said the good looking boy, who now appeared to be his…fiancé?

“Yes but look, that's a mistake, I'm alive and you wouldn't want to be married to a man anyway”. He didn't know why but he felt so awkward near him.

“Well, I wouldn't mind.” He smiled.

Regulus wanted to curse him in any possible ways, how could someone murdered on his wedding day be so nice and…handsome.

“But I would.”

“You would mind getting married to a boy? I thought alive people were getting more open minded.”

“They aren't, which sucks, I get it, that wasn't my point.” Why was he explaining himself to a dead boy anyway?

“So you would marry a boy?” He lifted an eyebrow.

“Does it matter?”

“It does, Reg, since we are in fact married.”

REG.

He felt weak and Regulus Black does not feel weakness, he could feel his legs shaking and his lungs gasping for air, he has never, in his entire life, felt this way. There was something so magnetic about this boy, so charming and inviting that Regulus could almost hear their souls asking to collide. But Regulus didn't believe in love, did he?

“Look, I am terribly sorry about what's happened to you...and I'd like to help, but I really need to get home.” He said, trying not to look too much at the boy.

“This is your home now.”

“I don't even know your name and that's not a great way to start a marriage so I really should be going.”

“It’s James.”

Five letters had never made such a beautiful sound, Regulus could swear this name was made to be on his lips, he was sure he dreamed about it before. Who was he trying to fool, his parents weren't there to see anything and it's not like someone could hear his thoughts, Regulus Black did believe in love, he wanted it so badly, but he just couldn't, it's not what he was made for, love was not for him, besides, he was falling for a dead man, how ridiculous does that sounds?

“Does it hurt...dying?” He asked without thinking it would be disrespectful.

“No more than being alive.” James replied.

Regulus smiled, as horrible as it sounded he felt some kind of comfort in that.

“I almost forgot, I have something for you, a wedding present.” James said happily, giving him a black box with a red ribbon on it.

“Scraps?” He sounded confused as he looked at an amount of bones that was turning into a dog “Scraps! That's my dog Scraps!”

“I imagined you'd like to see him again.”

“He was my best friend…My only friend.” Regulus said with a sad tone in his voice. “Mother never approved of him, so she gave her way, but then again, she never approved of anything, and she always gives her way.”

James was hurt to see the boy like this, he wanted to hug him, to comfort him and say that with him he could have anything, James could love him, indeed he could, he wanted to. But instead he just asked a friendly question.

“Do you wanna go back home, Reg?”

No. He didn't want to, there was nothing up there for him and his mother was probably so furious that he would go back to where he was right now really quickly.

“Yes James, I must go.” Was what he replied.

“There may be a way of doing it.” James handed him a tiny bottle he took out of his pocket.

“Really?” Regulus said almost as if he did not believe it was that simple. “You have a magic potion with you all this time?”

“Well, I like to visit the living world sometimes…”

“And couldn't you tell me sooner?”

“I wanted you to stay.”

“You know that's selfish of you right?” Regulus asked, frustrated. “You're dead, I'm alive and besides that you don't even know me, we are not married James, can't you see that?”

If he knew the amount of sadness that would appear in James’ face he would've never said that because in Regulus' mind a boy like James was not meant for sadness, he was.

“But I could know you…” Was all he heard before drinking the potion and waking up in the woods again.

When he opened his eyes he realized he missed the fresh air in his skin, the smell of grass and the sounds of living nature, but deep inside he felt like he was letting something behind.

“Victoria?” He asked, entering the piano room once again.

“Regulus!” She exclaimed. “I was so worried, what happened? You're as cold as death.”

He thought it was funny that she said that.

“I'm sorry…I didn't want to get married and you deserve someone who does.” He was sincere when he said that, she seemed like a nice girl who was unfortunate to have the same fate as him.

“I know I do.” She replied with a smile. “And you deserve to do it only when you're ready to, but I don't think we're this lucky.

“This is going to sound really unexpected but…I guess I am already married.” Regulus told her.

“You what?”

“To me. He's married to me.” James said coming out of nowhere.

“He's dead.” Regulus hurried to say as if this could possibly make things better. The truth is he was feeling kinda euphoric to see James there, he doesn't deal well with emotions and this whole situation was very confusing. One of the reasons he left in such a hurry was that he didn't know what to say to James, and seeing him there was making his brain collapse.

“You lied to me.” James said betrayed. “You have somebody else.”

“Victoria is not somebody else, actually, you are.” He corrected.

“But you married me first”. What can he say, the boy got a point.

“This is not going to work, James.”

“Why not? It's my glasses, isn't it?” He asked worried.

“No, it's not your glasses, they are fine, they look…attractive.” Regulus hadn't thought about that before but the glasses did give James kind of a sexy look. “Listen, under different circumstances, well, who knows? But we're just too different. I mean, you're dead.”

“You should've thought about that before you asked me to marry you.” James seemed offended.

“Why can't you understand? It was a mistake. I would never marry you.”

Once again sadness became part of his face and once again Regulus regretted saying that. He was so divided between what he was supposed to do and what he wanted to, but he said one thing right, they were too different, they didn't even belong to the same world.

That was the thing about fate, this treacherous and invisible little thing that seemed to have so much power over him, he couldn't control it, and Regulus hated not being able to control things.

“Perhaps you do belong with her. Little Miss Living, with her rosy cheeks and beating heart.” He replied before disappearing into a cold and sad mist.

“Victoria, I don't know how to explain…” He began but was interrupted by her.

“You don't need to, I saw it in your eyes.” She said softly. “You want to be with him.”

Maybe she was right. He had never felt his heart beat that fast, ironic how James could make him feel so alive. But how could they do this? It was impossible for them to be together, it seemed like no one listened to the amount of times he told that he was alive while James was not and he was almost certain you couldn't bring someone back.

“I know what you are thinking, and you're right, but there's a way, you can be the one to join him.” She said as if it was a normal thing to say out loud.

“You're saying I should die?”

“For love, I would.” She explained how it should be done and left him alone to think.

Regulus sat by the piano and started playing some notes to distract himself, how could he make such a decision?

His life was lonely, empty, and surrounded by darkness, he knew that his only purpose was to serve his parents' orders and carry on the family legacy, but how much did that cost him? His freedom for sure, and maybe his soul was just fading along with it. There was nothing he could proudly say it was worth staying alive for, but maybe, just maybe he had something, or someone, worth dying for. And just like everything else that happened in his life, that was some dramatic shit.

And there he was, standing at the altar, with hungry eyes fixed on him, but with Victoria's kind and supportive smile telling him it was okay. And so he said.

“With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine, James.”

“I now pronounce you man and wife…wait what?” He heard the priest say before his vision blurred and he woke up on the other side.

“Reg?” James asked kindly looking at his newly opened green eyes. It was like staring at the great wide ocean, full of beauty and mysteries, and James was desperate to dive in. He wanted to fill himself with his water, let his salt heal his wounds, and more than anything, he wanted to be part of it, just like Regulus was part of the dark sky. “You can't be here. I love you, Regulus. But you're not mine.”

“But I want to, James. I really do. You and Victoria made me realize that sometimes you need to take the threads of fate and trace them yourself, and so I did it, and now I am yours.” He declaired taking James hands.

“That was too much for me to ask, I couldn't have done this.” The boy answred sadly.

“You didn't. You just showed me that I do have feelings in my heart, deep ones, and I want to be embraced by it, I should be allowed to it, shouldn't I? I know now that there's love and beauty in death as much as there's pain and horror in living. I wasn't living James, I was destined for the void, I didn't even have a soul to call mine, and with you I have everything. You didn't asked me to do it, you just showed me the way and I was the one who decided to take the path.” Regulus didn't even know he had all those things inside him, all those words and those feelings, but now it was like he was meant to say it, he had never felt lighter, and nothing has ever felt this right.

“I thought I would never see you again.” Was all James said as he got closer and give him one small kiss pulling way for an instant, just so he could see a smile appearing in Regulus’ lips, and then doing it again.

When two worlds collided it felt like they were always one, like the stars and the sea were all just one big thing embracing the one who was meant for them, fate didn't look that treacherous now, it looked beautiful and it tasted like hope, like not even death could pull those two forces of the universe apart, because if Regulus was a star than James was the biggest one. For him, James was the sun.

“You set me free.” Said James.

“You did the same.” Regulus replied. “And if a heart can still break once it's stopped beating, please don't break mine.”

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