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James: If you were a flower, I’d pick you.
Regulus: Wouldn’t that kill me?
James: I would water you constantly!
Regulus: Thus drowning me.
James: Well then I’d put you out in the sunniest spot!
Regulus: So I could wither up and die?
James: I’m trying my best okay?!?!!
#marauders era#dead gay wizards#regulus black#james potter#marauders incorrect quotes#jegulus#jegulus incorrect quotes#Regulus is mean#James is just trying to be sweet#james potter is a simp
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James Potter instinctively sings my coffee Black in my bed at three
#its subconscious#jegulus#marauders#james potter#jamesfleamontpotter#marauders era#starchaser#regulus black#dead gay wizards#remus lupin#sirius black#wolfstar#hozier#too sweet#regulus x james#james x regulus#regulusarcturusblack#james au#marauders fandom
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love when ppl make random ass aus for their fave ship that r just nonsensical and crazy . anyways jegulus au in which the potter’s run an animal shelter and usually order their pet supplies online but one day james goes to a chain store and finds regulus, who hates every single thing abt his shitty fucking pet store job and ONLY stays bc having a shitty job getting to pet cats on a leash is better than having a shitty job and not being able to. anyways james sees a twink and loses a few brain cells so he just pretends he has NEVER had a pet before and asks for regulus’ advice to talk to him. in his nervousness james is like “so dogs can’t eat chocolate right hahaha that’s crazy i’d go crazy” and regulus is like “i don’t get paid enough for this”
#regulus black#james potter#marauders era#marauders#jegulus#snake in the lions den#when regulus finds out abt the shelter he’s like wait that’s so sweet what the fuck#and then he’s hit w the earthshattering realization that the idiot regular who always bothers him is actually#incredibly smart and talented and caring and#Oh G-d HIS EXACT TYPE!! THE MADNESS#very inspired by my real life shitty pet store job#Not naming names but a certain chain pet store which has a three letter name should burn#james: so lol dogs should eat right?#regulus: this is fucking unbelievable
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@jegulus-microfic Jan 15 - comb
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James had never realized how soothing combing someone's hair was. But he'd been running a comb through Regulus's hair for the past half hour, and he could do it forever.
The funny thing was, he'd combed Lily's hair before, but it wasn't nearly as enjoyable. Partially because her hair had more tangles while Regulus's was like silk, so it was much easier to comb the younger boy's. But another part of James suspected that it was more the way Regulus relaxed against him, how he felt in James's lap, the contented little hums he'd make when James massaged his scalp or ran the comb down his neck.
James ran it through again, combing behind his ear and down to his nape. Regulus let out a low hum, leaning into James’s touch.
“I love you.” Regulus sighed. James’s hand jerked, pulling the comb through a little too quickly.
“Shit— sorry, I hope that didn’t hurt, but fuck, you what?” James asked, unsure if he could believe his hopeful ears.
“I-I…” Regulus stammered, and he sounded like he really hadn’t meant to say that aloud.
“I love you…?” Regulus repeated, and while it was more like a question this time, James understood why. His hand stilled for a moment, trying to calm his whirring thoughts. He felt Regulus tense under him, likely misinterpreting his silence.
“Regulus,” James began, placing a warm hand on the younger boy’s shoulder to keep him from running.
“I love you too.” He said, resuming combing through Regulus’s hair. “So fucking much.”
Regulus let out an almost disbelieving laugh.
“You do?”
“Yes, Reggie, yes, I can’t even begin to tell you how much.”
“I love you so fucking much, too, James.” Regulus murmured, smiling as he leaned back into James.
Oh, how he loved this man.
#james potter#regulus black#jegulus#jegulus microfic#love#starchaser#james x regulus#marauders era#hair combing#sunseeker#sweet#james being james
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I was wondering if you could draw regulus wearing james winter hat and jacket while holding a little baby lamb? Please 🐑 with a pink bow 🎀
This was really cute bit I'm NEVER drawing a lamb again...
+ a lil polaroid ver cus my dad said it looked like one.
#the marauders#marauders era#harry potter#marauders fanart#jegulus#regulus black#regulus arcturus black#wolfstar#james x regulus#jegulily#i hate animals#why do lambs look like that#but also big up sweet pea
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The Black Brothers <3
#harry potter#sirius black#marauders#sirius being sirius#regulus black#regulus being regulus#sirius and regulus#the gay asf marauders#the noble house of black#dead gay wizards from the 70s#the black brothers#my cutie patootie#harry potter marauders#mauraders era#marauders era#mauraders#the marauders#my sweet boy
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James: darling remember, when we tell him, we have to present a united front
Regulus: of course, amour
*later that day*
Sirius: what is it?
Regulus: Potter has something to tell you
James: *betrayal*
James: your brother's fucking your best friend!
Sirius: *gasps* Reggie how could you!?
Regulus: *betrayal*
Sirius: wait a damn minute
#remus and peter were watching with popcorn#peter: united front my ass#remus: theyre such morons#marauders#james potter#regulus black#jegulus#dead gay wizards#sirius black#james x regulus#remus lupin#wolfstar#starchaser#james fleamont potter#regulus arcturus black#sirius orion black#sirius being overprotective#but in a sweet way#grumpy x sunshine#james sunshine potter
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@jegulus-microfic january 31st / lock / 1092 words / minor nsfw cw: an innocent, well behaved game of seven minutes in heaven
Absolutely childish, Regulus thought. How he ended up sitting in a circle with a bunch of people, pulled into a trivial game of seven minutes in Heaven like they were a bunch of ridiculous teenagers.
Sure, Regulus could have said no. Fucked off and told everyone he wasn’t interested in something so stupid, but, then again, even in his petulant state, there was a small part of him that held out some hope.
Hope reigned in his favor, actually. It’s how he ended up behind closed doors with the one James Potter, scoffing indignantly as the world’s biggest show. No need to stroke Potter’s ego anymore than needed.
Perched on the edge of the bed, running his fingertips over the soft material of the duvet. His bed, Regulus mulls, I’m sitting on James Potter’s bed. He swallows, blinking into the semi-dark room, just making out the smooth outline of James’ body hovering in front of him.
“Did you lock the door?” Regulus chokes out, voice betraying him as it wavers.
“Regulus,” James gasps, a smile noticeable in his voice, “do you mean to tell me you want this?”
Another scoff, followed by an eye roll. “Please, as if.”
But even then, his voice makes him sound like an outright liar. It’s apparent in the way James places himself on the bed next to him. A warm presence that makes Regulus’ skin prickle. Back straightening, pretending with everything in him that he didn’t want any of this.
Impossible though, especially when Regulus’ breath hitches as a gentle finger strokes over the curve of his jaw, trailing down the expanse of his neck. If James isn’t careful, he’ll be able to feel the heavy thrum of Regulus’ heart rate, increasing under the sudden touch.
James smells of amber and cardamom, sweet and spicy. Even under the touch, Regulus feels his body sway, under the trance that is James Potter’s touch. Leaning in, letting it happen. A breathy chuckle comes from James as his fingers curl around the back of Regulus’ head, guiding him to look at James.
Even in the soft darkness of the room, Regulus can make out how James’ lashes flutter, blinking slowly. The gentle pout of his mouth, head cocked to the side with a question.
“Do you want it, Regulus?” he asks softly, fingers massaging gently at the nape of Regulus’ neck.
“No.” Regulus swallows, throat bobbing.
“Don’t lie to me, Reg.”
“Why—why would I lie?”
James’ mouth turns into a lopsided grin, his free hand taking purchase on Regulus’ thigh. Tentative at first, testing the waters. When Regulus doesn’t move, James squeezes lightly, pushing the boundaries even more. But Regulus’ body keeps betraying him, a pathetic whimper falling from his mouth as his facade crumbles.
“You’re not doing a very good job at being honest with me, love.”
“Shut up,” Regulus hisses, embarrassed with how he wants this. How he’s just letting it happen without question. How his whole body seizes from the simple love.
It’s a ghosting of lips against the sharp cut of his cheekbone, cheeks flaring up a warm crimson. At least it’s dark enough to hide that part from James.
“Tell me the truth, love,” James pushes, warm breath cascading across his cheek.
“James,” Regulus breathes out, unable to resist how his body presses closer to James’ touch.
“Tell me,” James urges, lips gliding across his face, brushing towards Regulus’ nose.
“I—”
“Tell me no, and I’ll stop right now. Nobody has to know. Let them think whatever they want. I just need you to tell me, Regulus.”
The way his name falls from James’ mouth sends a shiver down his spine, head turning quickly, no longer caring about it. He can’t say it out loud, no matter how bad the words sit on his tongue, threatening to tumble out. Instead, he makes the move, capturing James’ mouth with his own.
Surprised at first, James inhales sharply, hand stilling on the back of Regulus’ neck. For a moment, Regulus doesn’t think it’ll amount to more, fear creeping up his spine until it’s placated by James drawing him into his lap. Hands on Regulus’ hips, mouths moving together in unison.
He’s kissing James Potter.
Kissing James Potter while straddling his lap. In James Potter’s bedroom. On his bed.
What the fuck.
It doesn’t amount to more than that, James’ hands staying firm on Regulus’ hips. James’ tongue does, however, tease at Regulus’ lips. To which Regulus caves, letting James’ tongue explore his mouth. A gentle nip of teeth, tugging at his lower lip. A low whine comes from Regulus, back arching.
James cradles his body close to his own, holding his ground. Regulus is helpless, letting the life be kissed out of him. The mouth on his is soft and warm, tongue a gentle caress, wet and warm. And Regulus wants more. Even as his hips threaten to grind down, James holds him firm, not letting it enter dangerous territory.
It comes to a crashing end far sooner than Regulus would like, interrupted by a loud banging on the door.
“Better be decent in there. That’s my little brother, James,” Sirius yells through the door.
Chest rising and falling, both of theirs, they rest their foreheads against one another. Sharing breath. Regulus’ lips feel swollen and warm, impossible to get out of this situation without everyone on the other side of the door knowing exactly what they got up to.
“Go on a date with me,” James whispers, thumbs tracing soothing circles on Regulus’ hips.
Regulus swallows, blinking.
“Please,” James all but begs.
Silently, Regulus nods, head knocking gently against James’. If he dares to speak out loud, he doesn’t know how his voice will come out. But James is insistent, tilting his head back to try and get a better view.
“Use your words, love,” James pleads just as another heavy knock comes on the door.
“James Fleamont Potter, you fucker,” Sirius shouts.
“Let them fucking be,” another voice, sounding suspiciously like Remus, comes through, beckoning Sirius back from the door.
Unable to resist the curve of his mouth into a small smile, he does. Lips curving, a tiny closed mouth smile, he nods again, murmuring out a simple, “Okay.”
A mouth is on his again, a smile pressed to his mouth. Unclear if it’s a proper kiss or not, Regulus takes it anyway. Letting the feeling of James’ lips on his own drown out the sound of his brother banging on the door.
Everyone can think what they want. Regulus doesn’t even care anymore.
#jegulus#james potter#regulus black#james x regulus#jegulus microfic#han’s microfics#my writing#something a little sweet for the last day of january
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but what if i say that regulus does treat his mouth like it’s heaven’s gate
#and only an angel like james can come through#jegulus#marauders#james potter#regulus black#gay dead wizards#james x regulus#starchaser#sunseeker#regulus arcturus black#too sweet#hozier
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jamieeeeeeeee
#he’s so cute#so scrunkly#a scrimblo#he’s my meow meow#my rotten soldier my sweet cheese my good time boy#i want to chomp his face#he’s looking at reg btw#duh#james potter#james x regulus#jegulus#marauders#regulus black#starchaser#jegulus fluff#art#knight au#renaissance au#au#autism#that’s me I’m the autism heh heh#also james and reggie
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@jegulus-microfic feb 26 - bed - 1047words - cw: drinking—aka reg picking up a drunk james from the pub<3
for laurie @itsjaywalkers because she's a gem and also i was listening to wallows typing this out mwah
James wipes a stray tear from the corner of his eye as he straightens back up, belly hurting and cheeks straining as he claps Peter on the shoulder, laughing and shaking with his whole body.
His head feels pleasantly heavy and his vision is a little blurry, alcohol warming him up from the inside and James thinks Peter isn’t far off with the way the flush on his red cheeks starts spreading along his entire face as he tries to catch his breath.
“Oh god,” James snickers, sucking in a much needed breath, chortling slightly on the way in which makes Peter send him a weird look and then in return makes James break into another fit of giggles. Everything is just so funny right now.
Peter joins right in, while simultaneously trying to take another sip of his nearly empty cup of beer, his laughter preventing him from actually swallowing.
Predictably, he ends up coughing and James pounds him on the back with one hand as the other maintains a white knuckled grip on the round bar table to keep himself upright as he tries not to piss his pants from laughing.
Once Peter got himself back in order he clears his throat violently, warily eyeing his remaining beverage, “Shit, I don’t think I should finish that.”
James snorts, “That’s barely two gulps, Pete.”
His blonde friend groans, head sinking into his palms, “I think Benji might already have my head if I turn up back home like this.”
James turns solemn all the sudden, nodding in understanding and rubbing Peter’s back soothingly. Benji loves him though so it’ll be fine, James knows that, but he still wants to be there for Peter, obviously.
The other man grumbles something into his hands that James doesn’t catch over the music and loud noise of people.
“What was that?”
Peter’s head tilts back up, “What about you?”
James blinks, trying to decipher what his friend means through the alcohol clouding his brain.
Pete’s lips tug into a lopsided smirk, “How’re you gonna get home to your loverboy?”
“Oh,” James makes, understanding now. “Regulus said he’ll pick me up.”
“Mm,” Peter grunts into his cup, downing the flat beer, “Premium service.”
James feels himself turn a little more gooey where he’s draping his full weight onto the precariously wobbly bar table, and he sighs long and dreamily, “Yeah, he’s the best.”
“Hi, Regulus,” Peter says, head tipped to the side at a 90 degree angle.
“Yeah, obviously, Regulus, who else?” James makes, nose scrunching in confusion.
“Hello, Peter,” a voice says from behind him and James thinks he might nearly break a few cervical vertebraes in his haste to turn around.
“Baby,” James gasps when he sees Regulus standing there in all his beautiful glory. Head cocked to the side slightly, arms crossed and a mild scowl on his face. He’s in one of James’ grey printed hoodies and sporting some dark green and blue plaid pyjama bottoms that always make his butt look a little bigger, according to himself. James loves Regulus ass though, he loves that it’s perky and petite and perfectly bite-sized for when James is—
“I texted you,” Regulus says in lieu of greeting James, lips pursed into a pout James also would like to bite, “And I called four times.”
Another, softer gasp punches out of James and he fumbles for his phone in his jeans’ back pocket for a second, tapping the screen to see the missed calls and messages.
James’ expression tips into a frown, a wounded noise coming from his chest as he shuffles closer with his head ducked, palms slowly reaching out to Regulus’ hips. “I’m so sorry, love,” James mumbles, tone apologetic and Regulus’ eyes narrow, “I swear I wasn’t ignoring you, I just didn’t hear.”
Regulus averts his eyes with a small tut, arms tightening where they’re crossed.
James can’t help but whine. The last thing he wants right now is for Regulus to be mad at him, “Baby, please, I promise.”
When Regulus doesn’t budge, James twirls one of his dark curls around his index, playing softly and contemplating giving into the urge of peppering his boyfriend’s face in kisses. He doesn’t want to make it worse though.
James scrambles together all his might and tries navigating through the drunken haze of his brain and body, concentrating to remind himself what usually makes Regulus fold.
“We were just talking about you, too,” James tries. “Petey can confirm that.”
“Oh, I do not want to be dragged into this, thank you very much.”
James grumbles, rolling his eyes and simply winds his arms tighter around Regulus. It elicits a small inhale and yes, that’s good and it makes James tug his lower lip between his teeth, humming in satisfaction.
Regulus eyes snap back around to him, eyelids fluttering and James slips into a victorious grin. He leans closer and lets his lips brush over his boyfriends, inhaling that distinct citrus and bergamot smell of him, before he breathes needily, “Missed you so much, Reg.”
In the next second there are palms thumping against his pecs, punching a breath out of him before he’s reeled back in by the lapel of his flannel, Regulus glowering at him, cheeks flushed, “Ok, that’s officially enough of you, menace.”
James giggles and quickly squishes Regulus cheeks to plant a kiss on his slack mouth.
They bid their Goodbyes to Peter and make sure he’s got a cab that’ll bring him home safely and then James lets Regulus tug him out of the pub with their fingers intertwined.
Once they’re outside of the crowded space James can’t help himself when he snatches Regulus around the waist and squeezes him with a happy groan.
“James,” Regulus chides, voice tight and flustered, “Let go, we’re in the middle of a sidewalk.”
“But I love you so much,” James slurs into the space between the hoodie and Regulus’ exposed neck, nose nuzzling the skin contently.
Regulus sighs and James doesn’t have to look to see the smile playing at his rosy lips, “Let’s get you into bed.”
“Aw yeah, bed,” James snickers, reaching one hand around to grab at Regulus’ butt.
Regulus yelps and James ends up with a bruise on his ribcage that throbs softly once he cuddles up with Regulus under the sheets half an hour later.
#theyre sooo sweet and annoying#jegulus#jegulus microfic#starchaser#sunseeker#james potter#regulus black#lune’s tiny fic#james potter x regulus black#regulus black x james potter#q
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free pandora from her angel allegations. my girl is batshit
she was canonically a mad scientist and she died while doing her mad scientist things. she's crazy and insane and I love her for it.
#pandora#fr people write her as a sweet little sunflower#she is sweet#but OMG LOOK#let her be mental#pandora rosier#pandora lovegood#slytherin skittles#marauders era#sirius black#james potter#harry potter#marauders#remus lupin#regulus black#evan rosier
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Remus: describe Regulus in 3 words
James: mysterious, snarky, and hot
Lily: sweet, precious, and cute
Everyone:
James: are we talking about the same person?
#this doesn’t make sense but idc#i’m tired#anyway i love the hc that reggie was super sweet to lily#i would b super sweet to lily#marauders era#marauders#lily evans#regulus black#james potter#incorrect marauders quotes#incorrect quotes#jegulily#regulily#what if i wrote regulily#someone stop me#james x lily x regulus
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Achilles and Patroclus 🤝 James and Regulus =
tragic, beautiful love
#marauders fanart#marauders fandom#marauders era#regulus black fanart#regulus black#james potter fanart#james potter#jegulus#jegulus fanart#starchaser fanart#regulus deserved better#trans regulus#james loves regulus#regulus loves james#for some reason my drawings are always sweet
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@jegulus-microfic Jan 23 - perform
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"I don't want to come out as a couple just to be part of your performance!" Regulus spat. It was harsh, sure, but he was vulnerable. James let out a sharp exhale through his nose, then grabbed Reg's hands in his own.
"It's not about any fucking performance, Reggie. It's about the fact that I love you and I have you and I want everybody to know that you're mine. I want to be able to pull you close when someone looks at you. To comfort you when you need it. Bloody hell, just be to able to kiss or hug you whenever I want, which is quite often, I'd be happy. I'm tired of pretending you're just Sirius's little brother, when you're so much more." James said, voice passionate and firm. Regulus worried his bottom lip between his teeth.
"Yeah?" He murmured, looking straight into James's eyes.
"Yes. Please, Reggie. Let me kiss you when I see you in the morning because I missed you. Let me play with your hair by the black lake, hug you after a match, hold your hand in the halls. That's all I want." James pleaded, voice cracking at the end. Regulus leaned forward and gave him a firm kiss. He pulled back, looking back up at James. Sincere hazel eyes stared back at him.
"Okay." Regulus said, softly, trying not to let anxiety overtake him. Then, James’s face split into a beaming smile, bright as the sun, and Regulus found it harder to regret his decision.
The next day, James kissed Regulus good morning. They held hands in the hall. James hugged him after Slytherin beat Ravenclaw in a grueling quidditch match.
It was the happiest anyone had seen Regulus in a long time.
#james potter#regulus black#jegulus#jegulus microfic#james x regulus#marauders era#love#secret relationship#performance#james potter is a simp#sweet#starchaser#sunseeker
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i neeeeeeeeeed more jegulus raising harry im gonna die without it 😔😔😔
jeggy raising harry oh <3333 i'm caught up thinking about those dad dances that schools host. it’s the first one for harry, a first-grade dad and student dance. so there's reg and james, sitting him down one evening, voices soft as they explain that if he wants to go, neither of them will be upset by harry choosing which dad to bring with him.
but harry’s looking up, bewildered, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "what?! i have to choose?" his voice is incredulous, tinged with a hint of dismay. he's shaking his head firmly, "i already told all my friends i get to bring two dads to the dance! i even bragged to malfoy about it!"
harry looks genuinely distressed at the thought of not living up to his boasts to malfoy, earning a snort from regulus. james, too, is trying not to crack a smile. "well, it’s settled then," amusement lacing his voice, "especially if you’ve already bragged to malfoy about it." he's shrugging, "guess we'll just have to figure out how to dance with three people." at that, harry is grabbing both of their hands and dragging them to turn on music so they can spend the rest of the night doing just that.
#i know theyre usually dad & daughter dances but the thought was too sweet to pass up#jegulus#regulus black#james potter
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