#jegulus vampire au

[theicarusconstellation]

@jegulus-microfic prompt: takeout // words: 919 // mild nsfw // vampire regulus black x human james potter

He comes to the restaurant every evening.

Regulus is almost getting tired of watching from the alleyway as the man with such beautiful, beautiful blood walks into the building and comes back out with a takeout bag of Italian food in his hands. He usually stakes out by Barty’s restaurant to feed, but never before has he come across someone like the man that caught Regulus’ eye just by walking through the door.

The first day he was here, he cut his finger. Regulus doesn’t know how or why; all he knows is that the moment the man stepped outside again, the sweet smell of his blood was so strong that it almost knocked him out. There were too many people around though. He couldn’t afford to risk a taste. Now, however, it’s later than the man’s usual arrival time, so the streets are nearly empty.

He’s a pretty man, too pretty, so Regulus plans to leave him alive. Regulus knows drinking this blood will be…an experience, to say the least. Maybe he can even come back for more someday.

And then.

There he is. The man with the golden glasses and warm brown skin and nectar flowing through his veins. He gets out of his car, locks it, — smart man — and begins walking across the street without a care in the world.

Regulus makes quick work of capturing him. He darts out into the road and snatches the man’s arm, ripping him along as he pushes them both back into the alley. He has him pressed against the wall of the office building next to them in seconds, and Regulus can smell the blood beneath his flesh. He wastes no time, his hands trembling as he holds the man in place and —

“Finally decided to make a move, did you?”

Regulus’ jaw drops. His eyes, burning red with hunger, snap up to meet the other man’s. Hazel. The man’s eyes are hazel. Regulus thought they were brown from afar, but no, they’re hazel.

“I saw you watching,” the man murmurs. Strangely, he isn’t afraid. Rather, his hand comes up to press against Regulus’ cheek, his thumb brushing over Regulus’ skin with a tenderness that can only be described as curiosity. “I’ve been waiting for you to do something. Wanting you to. I was starting to think you wouldn’t. I wasn’t even going to come today. Got sick of Italian food.”

“You’re late,” Regulus snarls in response, but it comes out unsteady. No one has ever caught him stalking before. By the time they do, if at all, they’re dead.

“No, I’m James,” the man replies easily. Regulus is gripping him hard now, desperate for his blood. Desperate for him.

“I am going to bite you, James,” Regulus says. He’s already inching his mouth along James’ sickly-sweet neck, trying to find the perfect spot. “And I am going to drink your blood, drop by drop.”

“Good. I want you to. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

Regulus’ breath hitches. Want. The word echoes through his mind as his fangs brush against the skin of James’ neck. The man shudders at the touch but doesn’t pull away. Instead, he does the unthinkable and leans into it, tilting his head in such a way that Regulus’ fangs press deeper against him, millimeters away from breaking skin.

“Just don’t turn me. Or kill me. And promise you’ll do it again,” James whispers. Regulus nearly scoffs; he’s not in the habit of bargaining with his food. But this…James is strange. Different. James isn’t just want. James is need.

In one swift motion, Regulus sinks his teeth deep into James’ neck, biting down hard and groaning as those first drops of blood touch his lips. James is right along with him, releasing something less like a cry of pain and more like a moan. His fingers slip into Regulus’ curls, and it almost feels like he’s holding him in place.

Regulus sucks up James’ blood with fervor. It overflows down his chin onto both their clothes, with excess blood dribbling down James’ neck. It tastes like miracles, like he’s drinking sap from the sun. Not only does his blood taste magical, but every inch of his skin does too. Regulus wants to consume it all, until the burning desire inside him is quenched and all this golden taste is his.

“Easy,” James urges, his voice straining. Oddly enough, Regulus finds himself listening. He lifts his head, and blood trickles down his lips. The puncture wounds in James’ neck are deep, but they’ll heal quickly. Nothing too worrisome.

Regulus’ eyes flick to James’ right collarbone, visible around the unbuttoned top fabric of his shirt. Blood has pooled there like a serving of dessert saved just for him. Its heavenly smell coats them both now as they stand, panting, drenched in James’ blood. The man’s hand is still in Regulus’ hair.

Unable to take it anymore, Regulus lunges forward and licks at James’ collarbone with a needy whine. James hisses through his teeth as Regulus begins to lap at the leftover blood on his neck and chest, tiny noises of desperation escaping as he does.

“Oh, fuck,” James mumbles. The vibrations of his voice in his chest make Regulus pause. He meets the other man’s eyes, taken largely aback when he sees that James’ pupils are blown wide, eclipsing the forested hazel of his irises.

They pause for a moment, frozen in time, before James breaks the silence. He removes his hand from Regulus’ hair in a slow drag, trailing the tips of his fingers down Regulus’ jaw as he goes.

“Same time tomorrow,” he says lowly.

He doesn’t give Regulus a chance to reply. Without further ado, James fixes his shirt collar and walks back to his car, and Regulus is left standing in the alleyway with blood on his lips and a newfound blaze in his chest.

Same time tomorrow.

[adharastarlight]

The marauders as things my best friend has had to put up with me saying

remus: okay I'll add it to my notes on you "if we discover vampires, would throw himself at them"

regulus: with my legs spread

remus: i hate you so much

[rudamaruda520]

Fic idea:

James - a young sorcerer from a coven whose natural enemies are vampires, one day meets a vampire...

But instead of being hostile - as common sense would dictate - they don't attack each other, they just start flirting... hard

He is sure that the vampire is using persuasion and hypnotizing him to make James interested and attracted to him...

Meanwhile, Regulus- a young vampire, is terrified because instead of attacking the sorcerer, he can't resist the urge to flirt with him...

Regulus is convinced that James has cast some powerful spell on him that turns spite into desire.

Neither of them possess such powers.

They just want to fuck.

The end.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[g3othermal3scapism]

i went into this telling myself i wasnt gonna do period fashion :/ click for better quality!!

[tadaxii-i]

Just spawned this because everyone’s vampire jegulus phase passed, but not mine

*explodes*

[flightlessfinch]

messy eater

[unsiriuslydrowninglikereg]

So this is Regulus being emo of course, but I promise there's more to it.

Since I already have a fic in the making, this isn't going to be written anytime soon but I am going to make it at some point.

The whole concept is Regulus, Sirius and the Black family being cursed to become vampires (if they were to die unnaturally during their human lives ) as a punishment for using dark magic (this is a separate universe from HP).

Except the Blacks actually took advantage of that and purposefully kill every person from their bloodline around the age of 25 to be hyper powerful and immortal. Sirius, in all of his rebellious glory, gets up to some shenanigans in order to remain human and reverse the curse for both he and Regulus (with the help of Remus, whom he falls for ). That kinda fails, and there are a lot of collateral damage (Remus + James included due to witchcraft stuff and a betrayal (it's Peter again sorry )). So both Sirius and Regulus are vampires, but don't know if the other is alive.

The centuries pass and we get to the modern era. James is reincarnated (for some mysterious magic related reasons, which causes him to have a magical symbol on his back ( same one as the symbol on the skull)).

He's kind of an art prodigy in this ? Ever since he was small, he saw visions of a beautiful man whose eyes he could never seem to see properly. So, he becomes obsessed with finding a way to paint a portrait of this mysterious man and his gorgeous blue eyes.

When he gets to uni, he meets Regulus, who looks the exact same as the man from his visions.

Obviously interested, he starts trying to get to know him. That's how the story starts (it's going to be James investigating about Regulus and his relation to him, as well as what happened to the others, who may or may not be alive ).

Goddamn this is a pretty long premise, sorry.

Anyways, hope you're interested because it's def coming one day.

[long-lost-potter143]

Midnight Sunrise

“You might as well just kill me. I’m a loose end.” He said instead. Suddenly, the distance between them was closed, and the vampire was inches away, eyes boring holes right through his own, yet Regulus couldn't look away. “What's your name, baby?” The vampire asked, and Regulus was confident he would have melted if he could move. “Regulus.” He spilled seemingly involuntarily, swallowing at the pet name as an afterthought. “And yours?” “You can call me James.” James half whispered, “Do you want me to kill you, Regulus?” ... In a world where dark creatures haunt the shadows, Regulus has an encounter that leaves him feeling something other than scared. More like, obsessed.

Chapter 6 is up!

[weirdnico]

totally normal family! ... unless...

[theicarusconstellation]

top ten things fanfic writing, and in this case co-writing, made me google that probably will get me on a watchlist, number one:

[realeyesrealizereallies111]

I need a jegulus & wolftsar twilight AU so bad.

The Black family members are vampires (the blood supremacists are death eaters) so we have Sirius and Regulus who are vampires. They haven’t killed humans yet but their parents are preparing them to do it.

Remus is obviously a werewolf (his family too).

James and Peter are just normal teens.

Everybody i listed here goes to the same high school btw

[dreamer0903]

Fanfic of the day :

contrapasso by damagecontrol

Summary:

contrapasso [con · tra · pas · so]

the punishment of souls by a process either resembling or contrasting with the sin itself.

The first time they meet is in Copenhagen.

Regulus is on holiday, halfway to drunk off his ass in a dingy back alley pub. He’s never believed in love at first sight—in fact, he thinks it’s a rather ridiculous concept—but the first time he catches sight of him across alcohol-sticky floors and air thick with smoke, Regulus might be persuaded to change his mind.

Other info :

Rate : Explicit

Words : 41,778

Status : Complete

Chapters : 3/3

WHAT CAN I SAY ABOUT THIS?

This is perfect.

That's what I can say.

It's a Vampire hunter x Vampire (where James is the Vampire and Reggie the Vampire hunter)

I absolutely adored it! I liked how James was portrayed in this one (maybe a little different than the usual), and the smut was smutting (!!)

It's worth the read even if you are not that much into the vampire stuff (I'm not either, but it sounded too good to pass on).

Also, it's written by Damagecontrol, and they are one of the main Jegulus writer of the moment (in my opinion) and one of the best. Literally, some of my favourite fics are written by them!

A little bit of background Wolfstar and Rosekiller for the vibes aaand here you go!

Go read it, babes, and as usual, take care ✨️

[littleliterarylesbian]

hey guys. DILF/Silver Fox James Potter x Immortally Young Vampire Regulus. that's all.

[florsial]

Cannibal Regulus stumbling on Vampire James' leftover human remains in the forest and being like, "Oh well guess it's mine now tehe." He snags a couple entrails and bones yk the usual and immediately hears something so he turns around and starts to leave.

Fat chance cuz Vampire James starts to chase him. Cue long chasing sequence resembling predator and prey. The sick part is that fact that Regulus is laughing the entire time, because vampires are fast. James could've easily snatched him earlier and yet he has not. This is a chase that they both want.

[arviyya]

A little vampire smut for your Saturday. Keep reading here

If you were to ask Regulus how he ended up here, he would tell you with conviction that he has no fucking idea. However, that would be a lie. The honest truth is that he sought this out. He went searching for the reasons why his professors seemed strange. He's the one who stayed up late in the library scouring books and researching. He’s the one who went from discounting any existence of the supernatural to a visceral determination to prove the opposite. He's the one who thought it would be a good idea to rip through his arm with a knife, causing blood to spill from his wound and onto the carpet of his classroom. In a funny way, Regulus is just always happy when he's right, no matter the consequences. And, now he's the one with a vampire's hand digging into his back, his cold lips pressed against Regulus’ ear, voice a growl so low that it’s a mere breath, enough to send shivers to every inch of his body, "For someone who was clearly searching for this, you seem more than a little terrified, sweetheart."

[coyotelip]

☆jegulus kinktober day 5☆

@jeguluskinktoberr || vampire au, fem!jegulus, light dom regulus, fantasy setting, biting

One of her long fingernails lightly scratches Jamie's jawline from her ear to her chin, where cold snow-white fingers touch the girl's hot skin, cupping her chin just slightly, but she still shudders at the contrast in their body temperatures. The girl easily turns her head in different directions, examining it, and then presses her thumb on her lower lip, slightly opening her mouth. Jamie doesn't know what it is about what she sees that satisfies her unnamed lady, but her lips spread into a smile that reveals a view of straight white teeth. Jamie's gaze is fixed on the red lips in front of her, which let out a light laugh, and behind those lips she notices for the first time two sharp fangs. “What's your name, sweet thing?” the girl asks in a hushed voice. “Jamie,” she comes out with a deep exhale and realizes that she hasn't been breathing freely all this time because of the tension. The girl grips her chin tighter, “Jamie,” she says slowly, savoring the name on her tongue and looking her straight in the eye for a few moments before turning her gaze to the person behind. “Lupin, would you please take Jamie to her room? You know what to do. I'll be waiting for her in the dining room in two hours.” And with that, she turned around, her shoes clacking on the floor, and began to walk up the stairs. “Wait,” Jamie unconsciously said to the stranger's back. “But what's your name?” The slender figure, three steps taller than her, stands still with a straight back, and for a second Jamie thinks that this was her fatal mistake, that she shouldn't have spoken without permission and that it would end right there. However, when the girl turns to her again, a wide smile is plastered on her face, and her eyes sparkle. “My name is Regulus. And you can use it whenever you want, sweetheart. I could hear you anywhere.”

full first chapter on ao3 ☆