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regulus who’s sleepless and so tired finally falling asleep with his head resting on james’ shoulder and james adjusts himself so regulus is more comfortable and stays that way and signals anyone who tries to disturb him to go away

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Remind - Jegulus, background Lily/Pandora - @into-the-jeggyverse - Word count: 900

CW: implied NSFW activities and sensations.

“You know, I don't really do this sort of thing.” Regulus sighed, as James trailed light kisses down the column of his throat, his hands working at undoing Regulus’ belt.

However, at this declaration, James paused his ministrations and moved away slightly, giving the man a bit of space.

“I'm sorry,” James apologised. “We absolutely don't have to-” James was cut off by Regulus pulling him back to him.

“I didn't say I didn't want to, James.” The low, seductive tone to Regulus’ voice made James shiver as he grabbed onto Regulus' hips, pulling them flush against his own. “I just wanted to let you know that this isn't a regular thing for me, going home with men I've just met, I mean.”

“Oh, okay, good.” James replied, as he leaned forward to capture Regulus’ lips in a filthy kiss.

“Good?” Regulus pulled away enough to speak, but still close enough that their lips brushed against each other as he spoke.

“Yeah,” James smirked. “I enjoy knowing that I turn you on so badly you had to have your way with me straight away.” He rolled his hips forward and Regulus moaned at the pressure. The sound was like music to James’ ear.

“Just so you know, the feeling is mutual.” James whispered into Regulus’ ear before he nipped at the lobe.

“Fuck, Jamie,” Regulus whimpered.

“If you insist.” James replied.

He bent slightly and grabbed Regulus behind both knees, lifting him from the floor and carrying him up the stairs to his bedroom.

The next morning, James rolled over and to his dismay, the bed next to him was cold and empty.

James sighed and rolled onto his back, throwing an arm over his face.

Last night had been amazing and he thought that Regulus had thought so too, but maybe not. Fuck.

James laid in bed for another 5 minutes before his bladder forced him up.

When James came back into the bedroom to strip his sheets, he spotted a folded piece of paper on his dresser:

I had fun last night. Sorry I couldn't have stayed longer, but I had some urgent things I had to take care of at home. Call me. R x

A mobile number was scribbled at the bottom of the paper.

Elated, James was just about to call Regulus when he heard the front door open.

“Dad, I'm back!”

James stuffed the paper into his trouser pocket, stripped the bed and went downstairs to put the wash on.

“Hey, Haz. How was your weekend with your mums?” James asked his son, as he walked into the kitchen and saw Harry sitting at the kitchen table.

“Yeah, it was really good. Uncle Evan came round to introduce his new boyfriend. Honestly dad, is anyone in this family straight?” Harry asked with a chuckle.

It was an old joke in their family that the last straight couples had been both James and Lily's parents.

“Boo, sound's boring!” James joked back. “What you up to today anyway?” James asked, as he finished putting the washing on and moved to make coffee.

“I'm gonna go meet Ron, Hermione and Draco in town in a bit. Just wanted to dump my stuff first.”.

“Well, thank you for gracing me with your presence on the way through.” James quipped.

“You're welcome.” Harry got up, grabbed his drink from the table and back from the floor and headed out the kitchen. “Oh,” he said, turning back to face James. “Mum wanted me to remind you that you said you could go to my tutor meeting on Friday, because she has that meeting she can't get out of.”

“Shit, yeah, I actually had forgotten.” James admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Daaaad,” Harry whined.

“It's alright, I can still definitely make it! I'm putting it in my phone right now!”

Harry shook his head and rolled his eyes as he walked away.

As James pulled his phone from his pocket, a piece of paper flew out with it.

As soon as the meeting reminder was in his phone, he called Regulus.

On Friday, James walked to his meeting with Harry's form tutor with a slight skip to his step.

He and Regulus had been talking nonstop for the last 5 days and once he had gotten this meeting over and done with, he was dropping Harry off at Ron's for the night and going on a real date with Regulus.

Harry had found out about said date, although obviously spared the details of how his dad had met this new man, and had been teasing him endlessly about behaving like a teenager in love all week.

James did not care.

At least, not until he stepped into Harry's form room.

“Oh dad, cool. This is Mr-”

“Reggie?” James blurted out, accidentally cutting Harry off.

The man standing next to Harry had turned as Harry greeted his dad and the last person James had expected to see was Regulus.

Regulus’ eyes widened as he looked up. “Jaime?”

“Jaime?” Harry repeated. A look of incredulity and disgust on his face. “Daaaaad, tell me you're not dating my tutor?”

“Erm,” both James and Regulus said at the same time.

“Eugh.” Harry groaned. “I'm going to the car.”

Harry skulled off and left the two adults alone.

“Awkward.” James stated.

“Yup.” Regulus agreed.

Then they both burst into peels of laughter.

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ghost - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 286

James was laying in bed, flat on his back with his arm flung across his face. Eyes closed, gently lulled into that gap between being awake and asleep where his limbs felt heavy and his head felt light.

Quietly, voice thick with sleep, he murmured into the room. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, James.” Regulus replied softly. “I’d put you in the garden, feed you to the birds.”

“That’s mean.” James smiled softly. “I’d still love you. I’d buy a tank for you and keep you forever.”

“Yes, well. You’re an idiot.”

“Your idiot.” A smile tugged at the corner of James’ lips. “How about if I was a dog? Would you keep me then?”

“Nah.” Regulus snorted softly. “I’d give you to Sirius. He’s always wanted one.”

“That’s fair. I’d be such a good dog for him.” James shifted slightly, as if to roll over onto his side, but decided against it. “You’d make a good cat. I think that’s what you’d be if you were an animal. All regal and grumpy.”

Regulus made a non-commital sound and the room filled with silence once more, the only sounds to be heard were gentle breaths and the breeze outside brushing through the trees.

James broke the silence once more with a whisper, cracked around the edges. “Would you still love me if I was a ghost?”

“Of course I would, Jamie.” Another beat of silence passed. “You still love me, don’t you? And I’m a ghost.”

James finally rolled onto his side and opened his eyes a crack to see only the empty space where Regulus should be, sheets undisturbed as if he’d never been there at all.

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Let Them.

@wolfstarmicrofic ~ air ~ wc: 192

"Stay", Sirius whispered quietly, reaching out a hand for Remus, who was sitting at the side of the bed, pulling his shirt back over his head to protect him from the cold morning air.

He didn't stop, or even pause. 

"I need to get back in my bed, or James and Pete will get suspicious."

"Let them then."

Long, soft fingers wrapped around his wrist, slowly stroking over his pulse. Sirius always knew how to press his buttons. 

Remus turned toward him. 

Sirius was always beautiful, but this... His hair was sprawled out over his pillow, like a dark crown. His lips were still pink and slightly swollen, his eyes... 

Oh, those eyes. 

He could get Remus to do anything, whenever he looked at him with those eyes. 

"You don't mean that", Remus answered quietly, placing one hand on Sirius'.

"I do. I want the whole world to know I'm yours. I don't care what they say."

Slowly, Remus shook his head. "Get some sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow." He leaned forward, stealing one selfish kiss from Sirius' lips before he got up and snuck back into his own bed.

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God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store

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evidence - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 284

Regulus was alone.

Or…he thought he was alone. James’s class wasn’t supposed to get out for another fifteen minutes. So he sat peacefully on the cold, unforgiving stone floor of the corridor, Potions notes spread over his folded knees, drawing in the margins. Sure, he could’ve been studying, but there were other things on his mind.

Other things that had messy hair and ridiculously circular glasses. 

Absentmindedly, he doodled the numbers ‘07’ over and over, mouth completely flat, hunched close to the page. Though it was just a number–it only was a coincidence that Potter wore it on his back during every Quidditch game–Regulus found himself very focused on getting the lines perfect. So focused, actually, that he didn’t even notice the shadow looming overhead.

“Are you…writing my Quidditch number?” James Potter’s voice asked delightedly, making Regulus jump a foot in the air and snap his notebook shut.

“No,” he hissed, giving the older boy a threatening glare. “That would be disgusting.”

But Potter was beaming so brightly, he might as well have been made of sunshine. “You were,” he breathed, eyes sparkling. “Merlin…you like me, don’t you?”

Standing and sending his boyfriend another furious look, Regulus scoffed. “You’ve no evidence of that.”

Teasingly, James pointed to the notebook. “You sure, love?” his smile made Regulus’s knees all wobbly, and Regulus wanted to punch something. 

Instead, though, he opened the notebook, ripped out the offending page, crumpled it up, and tossed it into a nearby standing torch, watching, satisfied, as it lit aflame. “No evidence,” he repeated venomously, turning back to James.

The Gryffindor just laughed. “Sure, love. Whatever you say.” And with that, James took his hand and led him away, still smiling. 

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remus not really being confident in bed but somehow giving sirius the best sex of his life every single time is what i live for—i need remus nervously holding sirius’ hips from behind and then watching him fall against the bed, gripping the sheets as he desperately moans, thighs shaking as remus ever so slowly picks up speed and gains more confidence by the second because holy shit HE is making sirius sound like that, HE is, no one else

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NEW HEADCANON: nymphadora and Draco have a sibling dynamic???

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don’t study with your husband and expect to be productive

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James Potter, a grown-ass man, covers his nipples first after Regulus unexpectedly walks into the bathroom while he's showering

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Sirius comes out during a family dinner

Walburga: What?! Are you a practicing homosexual?!

Sirius: I don’t have to practice, I’m very good at it

Regulus: (spits his water all over Orion)

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james “you taught me a secret language i can’t speak with anyone else” potter and regulus “maybe we got lost in translation” black

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broken - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 631

Breakfast at Potter Manor was, as always, a lively affair.

James and Sirius were arguing over a plate of bacon, each trying to claim the crispiest pieces for themselves, Remus was tucking into a plate of perfectly scrambled eggs while reading a book that he had set to float in front of him, and Regulus was daintily buttering a piece of toast. Monty was overseeing the whole affair, eyes peeking up over the Daily Prophet which was open to the sports section.

“Boys!” Came the voice of Effie Potter, still somehow warm despite the scolding words. “There’s enough bacon for everyone. Merlin, it’s like you’re seven not seventeen!” Chastised, they each grabbed the piece closest to them and added it to their towering plates. “Would anyone like more tea?”

“Thanks, mum” said James and Sirius in perfect unison, looking at each other and grinning as they realised what they’d done. “Jinx!” called Sirius, and James punched him in the arm playfully.

Effie poured them each another cup, shaking her head fondly at their antics, then turned to Regulus. “Any more for you, Regulus dear?”

“Please, Mrs Potter.” came Regulus’ polite reply, offering her his mug with a small smile.

“How many more times, please, call me Effie.” She smiled warmly, and filled Regulus’ mug too before returning the teapot to the stove.

Blushing, Regulus lifted the mug to his lips to take a sip, at the same time as Sirius nudged into James in retaliation for the punch. Unprepared for the assault, James fell to the side and knocked into Regulus.

And the mug slipped from Regulus fingers and fell to the floor with a great crash. 

Broken.

“Oh, dear.” Monty chuckled slightly as he put down his paper and stood, then stepped towards the mess of shattered porcelain on the floor, the glow of a silent reparo building on the tip of his drawn wand.

And Regulus, who had been frozen from the moment the mug left his grasp, flinched. Not a tentative thing, a full-bodied lurch backwards, his eyes widened in fear as he stared unblinkingly at the end of Monty’s wand.

James knew that reaction, he’d seen that reaction countless times with Sirius the year before when he’d first arrived. Accidents had not been permitted in the House of Black, and punishment had been swift and severe.

Gently, so as not to startle him further, he wrapped an arm around Regulus’ shaking shoulders and whispered into his ear. “It’s okay, love. It’s just a reparo, see?” He gestured for Regulus to watch as the shards knitted themselves back together, the repaired mug floating back to sit on the table. “No damage done.”

“Okay.” Regulus’ voice was so small that James might not have heard it had he not been so close. “I’m sorry.”

James dropped a kiss on Regulus’ temple and hugged him closer. “Nothing to be sorry for, love. It was just an accident.”

“Right. An accident.” Regulus leaned into James’ hold, still shaking.

“Deep breaths, love.” James squeezed tighter, grounding him. “With me, feel how I’m breathing? Can you copy me?”

Regulus nodded his head minutely and complied, breathing in and out slowly along with James. 

“Good, that’s good. You’re doing so well, baby.” After a few moments, Regulus’ shakes began to subside and James loosened his grip. “You’re safe, now.”

“I know, it’s just-” 

James interrupted. “I know, Sirius was the same.” He shook his head with a grimace. “Does make me want to muder your parents, though.”

“James!” Effie's scolding voice rang out. “No talk of murder over breakfast.”

“Quite right,” came Monty’s booming tone. “We’ll discuss it over dinner, like civilised people.”

Regulus broke into a startled laugh and shook his head, the tension broken more thoroughly than the mug had ever been.

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regulus wears such baggy clothing 24/7 but the second he gets up to stretch you see the sluttiest little waist ever. remus wears jumpers 24/7 but the second he lifts his jumper you see perfectly sculpted abs.

safe to say james and sirius go FERAL over them.

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Wolfstar doodles

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