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James: Aww, Reg, so romantic with all those candles!
Regulus: first of all, I'm summoning a demon-
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JUST FOUND THIS HEADCANNON !
regulus: “you have your-”
harry: “my mother’s eyes, i know”
regulus: “your father’s grin.”
SOBBING
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dimple - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 159
“Out late, Reg?”
Pandora Rosier’s innocent voice made Regulus jump a foot, as he had been quite sure nobody was in the Slytherin Common Room at one  a.m., especially Pandora, who was in Ravenclaw.
“Obviously,” he grumbled, staring at her nervously. She doesn’t know anything, he reminded himself. Just act normal. She can’t tell..
“Up to trouble?” she asked cheerily, raising her eyebrows and smiling so wide her dimples showed.
“Couldn’t sleep,” he answered simply, deciding simple was better. “Went for a walk.”
They stared at each other for a bit before Pandora shrugged. “Well, I hope you sleep now!” 
Letting out a sigh of relief, he turned to the hallway that led to the dorms. It was only as he was about to disappear around the corner that he heard Pandora yell, “Tell James Potter I hope he sleeps well too!”
And James, who was in his Invisibility Cloak, ran right into him, as he froze in shock.
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ecstarry · 22 hours
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"The one with only one bed" for you baby @malchai, for always inspiring me
“James, this is not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to live in a book,” Regulus quipped as he stared at the only bed in the middle of their hotel room. 
“I swear this was an honest mistake,” James said, though his words were far from convincing as laughter filled the room.
“I’m not sleeping with my brother’s best friend,” Regulus said firmly, except his mind couldn't help but entertain the scenario of a night sharing a bed with James.
“You should never say never, Reg,” James replied with an exaggerated wink. “It’s just one night. Get over yourself. Besides, you’re not my type.”
“Fuck off, Potter. I’m everyone’s type,” Regulus said, a cocky grin spread across his face. 
“Not mine, though.” James was clearly trying to start a game with Regulus. He knew it, but Regulus Black was prideful, he was always hungry for a victory. 
“Really?” Regulus dropped his bag to the floor, and slowly walked towards James. He could tell that even closing the distance was enough to make the mighty James Potter blush. 
“Yeah,” James said with a sudden shy voice. 
“So you don’t mind if I take my shirt off, right? The weather is kinda shit here.” Regulus stepped closer, their proximity was a territory they had only ventured into while drunk, never sober and never alone.
“Yeah.”
“Since when are you a man of few words, Jamie?” Regulus grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled it over his head, ruining his perfectly arranged curls, almost as if someone had run their fingers through them.
“Are you getting hot too? You look flustered,” Regulus said as his eyes traveled to James’ crotch, he was wearing a pair of sweats that did very little to conceal the bulge forming underneath. 
James took a deep breath and looked back at Regulus with a challenge, or a proposal even. Regulus couldn’t tell yet, but he was curious enough to see where this went. 
“Actually, I am hot. I think I also need fewer layers.” James was wearing a linen white shirt and, instead of giving Regulus the satisfaction of a quick reveal, he slowly started unbuttoning it, allowing Regulus’ gaze to savor every detail of his body.
The sight of that god-like body was enough to make Regulus forget what the game even was. Any coherent thought left his mind as the last button of James’ shirt was undone, revealing the most delicious man he had ever seen standing shirtless in front of him.
“Eyes up here, love,” James teased with a low voice. 
Before Regulus could even process James’ comment he heard a knock on the door, he quickly avoided meeting James’ eyes and walked over to open the door. 
“We are truly sorry for the misunderstanding, we have a room that matches the description you asked for, if you would-”
“This one is fine, thank you,” Regulus replied and closed the door. 
He turned around and saw James waiting eagerly for any sign that confirm exactly what Regulus’ last words meant. Regulus returned to his previous spot, close to James and reached for his own pants and started unbuttoning them, an action mimicked by a very excited James. 
“Rethinking the ‘not sleeping with your brother’s best friend’ thing aren’t you?” James teased. 
“Rethinking the ‘you’re not my type’ thing aren’t you?” Regulus quickly snapped back as James pulled him closer and held Regulus’ face between his hands. 
“Just let me fucking kiss you, Reg.” 
I win, Regulus thought. 
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jamespotterbbg · 18 hours
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peter: the stars are so pretty tonight remus: *staring at sirius* mm they really are james: *staring at regulus* god they are peter: peter: guys ??
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Marauders tweets (crossposted from tiktok)
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florsial · 2 days
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James is def the type of person to run into Regulus while on his way to a Tinder date and get distracted by how pretty Reg is so he spends his entire hanging out and having to text his Tinder date a long-ass message of apology the next day.
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nixnight1 · 1 day
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Sirius and Regulus going over Walburgas' stuff after her death:
(That one Shameless scene:)
Regulus *sad face* grabbing a knife carefully from a box: she used to throw this at us when we were kids
James: What
Sirius: Oh Yeah, she had a game..what was it called?
Regulus: Dodged the dagger
Remus: I'm so fucking confused right now
Sirius: Reggie and I would run around the house screaming, laughing, trying not to get stabbed
Regulus *tearing up*:
James: That's fun...
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static-radio-ao3 · 3 days
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talking on the ride home
Regulus Black does not have a lot of luck in love. Nor does he have a driver’s license.
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@jegulus-microfic - prompt: paint - wc: 293
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“You’re allowed to take a break,” a voice in the doorway startles Regulus, causing him to jump the slightest as he dips his brush into the cup of warm water. “You know that, right?”
“Do you need something?” Regulus doesn’t turn to look at the boy standing a few feet behind him, knowing that just one tempting look will drag him away from his work. 
“Ouch,” James’ smile can be heard in his voice and it makes Regulus scoff. Nothing he says to this boy can make him upset. It’s ridiculous. “I was sent in here to check on you. Sirius said he would, but he’s a little busy with, y’know–”
“Snogging my best friend on the sofa that I paid for?” Regulus finishes, his tone snappy. “Yes, I’m more than aware.” 
James is silent for a few minutes, and Regulus can hear his footsteps approaching until he’s standing no more than a foot away from his back. He can feel warm breaths gently blowing through a few of the curls on the top of his head as Potter seemingly observes the canvas. His voice is soft when he says, “It’s beautiful, Reg.” 
Not knowing how to accept compliments, Regulus just scoffs as his face heats up, spitting out, “Really? I typically aim to paint horrific things that hurt one’s eyes to see. Now, leave me alone so I can finish this up.”
“Can’t you stop for just an hour so we can all eat dinner together?” James asks, a warm handing placing itself firmly at the base of Regulus’ scalp before pushing through. Regulus was sure that if he were a cat, he’d be purring so loudly that the entire apartment building could hear it. “For me, Reg?”
“Yeah, that’s fine, Jamie.”
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incandescentwarmth · 2 days
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James is incapable of keeping plants alive. Regulus gave him a cactus once hoping that would be easy enough and James sobbed after killing it
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snarky-magpie · 2 days
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When Regulus and James are arguing:
James: I still love you.
Regulus: Good for you.
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If regulus was a student in a modern au, he'd be a big perfectionist and people pleaser. He'd never have real friends, others would only use him, and if he did make a friend, they always end up leaving because he doesn't always talk/he's too complicated. He stopped trying to act nice to everyone and just went on in his life alone.
Until a particular idiot decided that he could figure him out.
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paint - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 210
“I swear, I’m going to file a complaint for unfair child labor,” Sirius griped, stretching his arms as he and James walked away from the dungeons, having just polished every cauldron in the Potions Classroom for detention.
“Careful,” James warned, rolling his eyes. “Don’t let Slughorn hear you complaining again, or he’ll make us do them all over.”
“Merlin, if he does, I’ll-”
But Sirius was interrupted by James, who spotted Regulus walking in their direction. “Hi, Reggie!” he called loudly, a smile breaking over his tired face.
“Prat,” Sirius grumbled, but James ignored him.
“Potter,” Regulus greeted as he approached, his face blank. “Are you aware you have paint on your face?”
“Oh, it’s polish. It-it-” But James was cut off by his explanation, as Regulus, smirking and stepping forward, reached up to James’s cheek, holding his eye contact, and slowly wiped the polish away. As he did, he leaned extremely close, their chests inches away from each other.
“Bye, Potter,” Regulus said softly, stepping back and throwing him a mischievous grin before sauntering away.
It was only after both James and Sirius stared after him for a few seconds that Sirius broke the silence. “What the fuck was that?” Sirius asked, his eyes huge and his face disgusted.
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Regulus used to be scared of the dark. It probably stemmed from the abuse his parents put him through when he was younger. He tried not to think about it too much.
Now, Regulus didn’t mind the dark as much. It helped that he had James next to him anytime he woke up from a nightmare or couldn’t sleep.
There were still some nights that Regulus would ask to keep the lamp on, like tonight. James always said yes without question, and he made Regulus wonder what he had done to deserve someone so kind.
James had fallen asleep a while ago, his light snores keeping Regulus’ running mind company. He was tempted to wake James just so he could have a conversation to distract his mind, but one look at his boyfriend’s adorable face made him get rid of the idea. He instead adjusted himself again, trying to get comfortable.
This turned out to be a bad idea when it seemed to wake James. He mumbled something and tightened the arm he had around Regulus’ torso. “Reg?” His voice was deeper than usual as he had just woke up.
“Shh, go back to sleep,” Regulus whispered while running his hands through his boyfriend’s crazy hair. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”
This didn't dissuade James, who could tell something was off. “Can’t sleep?” Regulus shook his head in response. James hugged him tighter. “What do you need, love?”
Regulus loved it every time James called him that name. He also just loved James in general. The fact that he was staying awake to comfort him when he could be asleep instead was almost too much for Regulus.
“I don’t know,” Regulus said in response to the question. “My brain won’t be quiet.”
James leaned forward to nuzzle under Regulus’ head. “Need a distraction?” He whispered against the skin of Regulus’ neck. Regulus shivered and nodded.
James kissed his neck, and Regulus swore he melted then and there. Only James could do that to him. James continued with his kissing, being sure to bite down every now and then just to hear Regulus gasp.
Once Regulus’ neck was thoroughly ravished, James moved up to his mouth. Their kisses started off slow but eventually became more frantic. James went back to kissing Regulus’ neck which was most likely going to be littered in bruises by morning. Regulus found he didn’t care and tightened the fingers he had in James’ hair.
Regulus reached an arm out blindly to turn off the lamp while James’ kisses delved lower. He didn’t mind the darkness so much when James was around to keep him distracted.
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jamespotterbbg · 20 hours
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may 19 - jewel - @jegulus-microfic - 175 words
James’s eyes flicked over to Regulus. They were in the library, Lily was trying to teach James something for the test but James was struggling to pay attention.
How could he when Regulus looked so beautiful writing there, tip of the quill brushing his lips as he focused. He looked very pretty when he focused.
James’s eyes flicked again, but down to look at Regulus’s hand. His thin, beautiful fingers, James loved to intertwine them with his. And there, on his middle finger, James grinned to himself. A Potter heir ring, with a gold binding and a stunning red ruby jewel.
James had given it to him, the pair to the heir ring that James wore as the heir to the House of Potter. It was supposed to be for his wife, hypothetically, but for James that was Regulus. The love of his life.
They glamoured it so that Regulus could wear it all the time but nobody but the two of them could see it. James liked to see it on Regulus’s pretty hand.
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