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Bet On You

@into-the-jeggyverse | prompt: white | wc: 951

James Potter loved Regulus Black. That much was clear. The general consensus in the dorm room that evening however, was that it would be nice if he could love him a little quieter.

"When the sun's out, his curls glisten in the light. Honestly, they glisten."

"Congratulations," Remus responded sarcastically, having already bared witness to James' speech about his skin, his voice, his smell.

"His eyes. Even those little white bits are beautiful."

"Jesus wept," Remus groaned, putting a pillow over his head.

"Mate, are you sure you didn't drink a love potion?" Peter asked once again as he walked over to James and ripped the glasses of his face to get a better look at his friend. "Pupils are a normal size, still ugly as a Moonkuckles's backside though." He returned the glasses to James' face as the latter feigned offence.

With a hand to his heart, James cried out. "You wound me, Wormy. Sirius will be back shortly, I need to get it all out. Remember what happened last time I dared mention anything vaguely positive about Regulus? I still have the bloody bruises to prove it!"

As if on cue, Sirius Black strolled into their dormitory and made a beeline for his boyfriend, who was still lying in his bed with a pillow where his face should be.

"Boys, boys, you're supposed to tell me when Moony over here tries to end his suffering via silky down!" Sirius threw the comment to the rest of the room as he mounts Remus, swiping the pillow off the bed and peppering his lover's face with kisses.

James sternly watched the interaction from where he was sitting, irritation bubbling inside him. He fiddled with a spare piece of parchment, squeezing it so tight it ended up as a crumpled ball in his hand. If Sirius and Remus were allowed to openly defile each other in their shared dorm room, a place which was supposed to represent the sacred bond of the four young men's friendship, why was the smallest hint of James' affections for Regulus rejected? By Sirius, at least.

Refusing to watch Sirius slobber over Remus' face any longer, James yanked Pete by the robe and led them both down the stairs.

"Fancy a game of chess, Prongs?" Pete asked as he settled into a chair by the fire.

"Hmph, maybe later, Pete. Seeing as those two have made the dorm an utterly foul affair I think I'm gonna take a walk, see if I can find-"

"Regulus?"

James smiled at him sheepishly. "Back in an hour?"

As promised, the tall Gryffindor returned in an hours time, accompanied by a particularly infamous Slytherin.

"Reckon we could find something three-player, Pete? Reg here will be joining us."

With a quick glance to the stairs that led up to the boys sleeping chambers, Peter nodded and walked over to the games cupboard, cautiously yanking at a box about halfway down until it broke free.

After a couple of rounds, Regulus had the two Gryffindors in a chokehold. He had won every single time and was much too nonchalant about his success in a game which Peter had called "easily one of the toughest to beat". Growing more comfortable in the unfamiliar territory of the rival common room, he now had a single leg draped over his boyfriend's thick thigh and was biting his lip in concentration as he prepared to make his next move on the board.

"Game night without us? I'm heartbroken." A voice called from the stairwell at Sirius and Remus appeared at the base. Peter stood instantly, face scrunched in preparation for Sirius' lecture on betrayal. "At ease, Wormtail. Nothing wrong with a friendly game or two. Mind if we join?"

Remus followed as Sirius took a seat at the table, but diverted at the last second to fold onto the couch, grabbing a small book out of his back pocket.

"Regulus," he nodded across the table to his brother, who silently returned the gesture. "Mighty comfy there I see," Sirius motioned to where James and Regulus' legs made contact.

"Alright, enough. You need to quit being so dramatic." Regulus snapped, then paused. "So, I have a proposition." He added, keeping his leg firmly attached to his boyfriend's. Tighter now, even.

"A proposition, he says", Sirius replied, leaning in.

"If I win, you stop giving James a hard time about us being together. If you win-"

"You break up?"

"No. If you win, I'll wear red to the next Quidditch match."

Both James and Sirius gasped.

"Reg, are you sure about this?" James whispered in his ear.

"Peter, deal us in." Regulus announced to the table.

"You're on, little bro. Someone grab the tissues because this emotionally stunted Black is about to cry like a baby."

Approximately ten minutes later, there was outrage.

"You little fucker! He's cheated, he must have!" Sirius cried, pushing his pieces away from his side of the table in protest.

Regulus merely smiled, folding up the game board and dumping it back in the box along with the pieces. He leaned over to kiss a very obliging James on the cheek and stood to leave.

"Come on, boyfriend. Let's go snog in the astronomy tower. Remus and Peter both stifled a laugh, while Sirius mouth dangled open in shock. James practically jumped across the table to join Regulus as he began to walk out the portrait hole, grabbing his hand as they went.

"No way you would've actually done your end of the deal." James said as they made their way to the tower.

Regulus shrugged. "Maybe. Could I wear yours?"

James blushed, pulling Regulus hand until their arms touched. "Whatever you want, love."

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marameo ????

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[very clearly enamored AND elated] He fucking bit me.

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what a cute couple i bet they shop at forever 21

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Prompt 01 (Aparecium) & 02 (Rictusempra)

@wolfstarmicrofic  Date: 02/04/25 | Time: 46 mins | Word Count: 691 Warnings: none So this ended up way longer than I expected because I decided to combine prompts 1 & 2. No warnings other than tooth-rotting FLUFF!!

“Whatcha drawin’ there, Moons?” Sirius chirps as he swings himself over the back of the couch, legs landing in Remus’ lap. 

Remus quickly vanishes the contents on the page of his sketchbook, hoping to the Gods that Sirius didn’t get a chance to see it properly. “N…nothing!” he blurts in what he hopes is a very casual and normal tone (he knows it’s not).

“Ooooh something scandalous then?” Sirius asks with a grin, “I didn’t think you had it in you!” 

Remus can feel his cheeks heating up so he turns his gaze away from Sirius and his waggling eyebrows, instead focusing intently on the fraying rug at his feet. Unfortunately for Remus, Sirius never knows when to quit. 

“Come on then mate, give us a look” he says through a laugh, reaching over to try and snatch the sketchbook from Remus’ hands. Using his height as an advantage, Remus simply stands up, taking the book with him and holding it high above his head. 

Sirius practically pouts up at him from where he’s still sitting on the couch and it takes all of Remus’ willpower not to just immediately cave and give the other boy whatever he wants. Somehow, he manages to hold his ground, even allowing a smug smirk to appear on his face as he says, “If you want me to show you, you��ll have to make me.”

A similar smirk flashes across Sirius’ face then, causing Remus’ to vanish. That look means trouble. Suddenly Sirius is leaping up from the couch, wand in hand and near-shouting, “Rictusempra!”

In an instant, Remus is folding in on himself, clutching his sides as he crumbles to the floor in a fit of laughter. His body feels as if it’s being attacked by a flock of birds, feather light touches tickling him all over. Tears spring from his eyes with the force of his laughter, but also from the rush of fear he feels as he watches Sirius picking up the sketchbook that Remus had dropped as he fell.

“N…NO!” he shouts through a wheeze of laughter, “Sirius d…don’t!” 

Perhaps Sirius isn’t heeding his warnings due to the laughter, but Remus certainly isn’t joking. If Sirius sees the contents of his sketchbook, their friendship may as well be over. “Best friends” do not fill sketchbooks with the things that Remus does. 

Remus watches in horror as another spell falls from Sirius’ lips, “Aparecium!”

Across the pages of the sketchbook, multiple small sketches of Sirius suddenly appear, spreading out like ink spills in star-shaped patterns. Remus cannot see them but he sure as hell knows they're there. The tickling charm has worn off, Remus’ laughter fading with it, bringing a tense silence over the room. 

There are still tears in Remus’ eyes, threatening to fall, but this time they aren’t tears of joy but rather embarrassment. Remus curls in on himself as he braces for what he’s sure is about to come.

“Remus…” Sirius starts, voice so quiet Remus might not have heard him if it weren’t for the wolf’s heightened senses. “Remus these are…” Creepy. Weird. Obsessive. Remus waits with bated breath for which word Sirius will choose to crush his soul with. 

“Beautiful.”

Remus feels his heart skip a beat. Surely he didn't just say– “They’re beautiful.”

Remus tilts his head up then, meeting Sirius' eyes. He can see the other boy’s fingers absent-mindedly tracing over the lines on the page, although his gaze never leaves Remus. It’s probably time to get off the floor, Remus thinks, so he pulls himself up slowly until he’s back to looking down at Sirius. 

“How…how long?” Sirius asks, whisper-quiet, “how long, Moons?”

Remus sucks in a breath, his heart now beating so fast he’s afraid it might leap from his chest and run across the room. 

“Since third year,” he admits on an exhale, a lump appearing in his throat as he waits for a response. 

Before he can so much as blink, Sirius is launching himself into Remus’ arms and pulling him down into a kiss. Well, it may not have been the response he was expecting, but Remus certainly isn’t complaining. 

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rip james potter, you would have loved how hot people draw you in their fanart

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handsome : a jegulus microfic

year | jegulus microfic | @into-the-jeggyverse | wc: 611

They had shared a kiss at midnight in the Gryffindor common room. In the moments after, James had gotten swept away giving friendly hugs and handshakes to basically the entire room while Regulus faded back into the shadows. Parties weren't his scene. After James was finished with his duties as Mr. Congeniality, he attempted to find his boyfriend to give him another kiss. And another. And hopefully many more.

However, during his making the rounds wishing everyone a happy new year, James had graciously accepted various sips of various liquids from his schoolmates. He was now struggling to see straight, let alone walk properly to track down Regulus.

As James began to stumble through the common room, his hands made contact with something leathery. Through his blurry vision he was able to make out a mass of black waves above a jacket of the same colour.

Sirius turned around to meet his best friend's eyes and upon seeing them full of panic and smelling the alcohol on his breath, he went into full protective mode.

"Jesus, James. Come on, take a seat." He guided them to a nearby couch and hastily lowered the pair down.

"I haven't called him handsome since last year." James sobs into Sirius' half-unbuttoned shirt.

"Who? Regulus?"

"Of course Regulus. I haven't seen him since the clock struck twelve, and now I'm drunk and he's missing and he probably hates me!"

"Pull it together Prongs, he's probably off with thing 1 and 2 performing dark magic in a corner somewhere."

"Without me?" James sniffs, wiping his nose on the back of his hand. Sirius rolls his eyes and leans back on the couch to allow his soppy best friend to flop down onto the cushions and sprawl across his lap.

"You're being very mature about all this," Remus says as he strolls over to sit next to Sirius, using his head to gesture the emotional mess that was James.

"He's always been an... affectionate drunk." Sirius shrugs. "Wish it wasn't my brother he's swooning over but."

"I think I passed him earlier, somewhere with Evan and Barty. Do I go get him?"

"You saw Regulus?" James lifts his head from where it was buried, eyes full of hope. "I haven't called him handsome since last year!" He repeats. Somehow, James manages to produce more alcohol from behind him and brings it to his lips, gulping it down as though he had had been dying of thirst.

"Yeah, no. No way." Sirius shares a look with his boyfriend and wraps his arms around James' torso, constricting his movement. In the same moment, Remus leans forward to grab the bottle from his hands as James grunts and struggles.

"What in the actual fuck is going on here?" All three of the young men stop in place to look in the direction of whoever just spoke to them. Regulus stands in front of them, arms crossed, with Barty and Evan standing at either side of him.

James scrambles right out of Sirius' grip and nearly trips making his way over to Regulus.

"Regulus. You," he slurs. "Are so handsome." Barty cracks up beside Regulus, earning him a whack across the chest from his friend. Sirius watches in concern, hoping his little brother will treat the gentle giant with kindness. "So handsome," James whispers again. He reaches out a hand, which Regulus takes.

"You're funny when you're drunk, big baby." James grins and lets Regulus drag him up to the dorms where he will no doubt tuck him in and let him sleep it off. They had the rest of the year, and their lives, for him to say it back.

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gif request meme: IT + favorite male character requested by Anonymous - Eddie Kaspbrak

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Happy birthday, Richie Tozier!

Enjoy some of our fave Richie-centric fanfictions!

• Boys don’t cry by witchietozier

(Teen Richie discovers the therapeutic qualities of sobbing to a good mixtape.)

• In fact, everything’s got that big reverb sound by dystopiary

(Teen Richie coping with his friend group drifting post ‘89 and generally struggling to grow up.)

• Take a right at the light by moichi

(College Richie trying and failing and trying again and failing again to shoot his shot with eddie.)

• Dinner at the Kaspbraks by knightnight7203

(Teen Richie fumbling with his sexuality after Sonia K catches him sneaking through Eddie’s window)

• More than you could ever know by transstevebucky

(Pathetic little adult Richie living with his horrible self esteem and having to pose as eddie’s fake date)

Crosseyed & Painless by bellbawttoms

(Teen Richie cringefailing his way through life and fumbling every opportunity thrown his way)

Stupid Deep (series) by anonymous

(Adult Richie and Eddie navigating sex and a new relationship)

send me something i'm afraid to lose by moichi

(An analysis of adult Richie coming to terms with his sexuality)

Seymour's Your Friend by deafpool

(Outsider POV of Went realizing just how much his son cares for Eddie)

fall apart or stay intact by kaspbrak_kid

(A healing character study of Richie post the events of chapter two, very feel-good)

Stay tuned for our future individual Loser-centric posts!!!

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admit | @black-brothers-microfic | wc: 332

"Settling in okay?" Sirius looks over his shoulder as Regulus enters the Potter's kitchen. After multiple rounds of begging on the older brother's part, Regulus had finally accepted Euphemia and Fleamont's offer to come and live with them during the break times when no students were to be at Hogwarts.

Regulus nods and brushes past Sirius who is working on some sandwiches at the kitchen bench, taking seat at the dining table. He sits, back straight, and watches as Sirius slaps meat and salad and bread together. Once done, he joins Regulus at the table.

"I made two. Go on, have one." Sirius pushes the plate towards his brother who reaches out and takes a sandwich, clasping it with both hands. He reaches out to place a napkin on his lap before Sirius stops him. "This isn't Orion and Walburga's bootcamp Reg, don't worry about it." After a pause, Regulus regains his hold on his lunch and begins to eat.

They eat in silence, Sirius stealing glances at Regulus from across the table.

"Stop."

"Stop what?"

"Staring at me. I'm fine."

"I know you're fine. Go on, Reg, you can admit it. I know."

"Admit what?" A voice calls from behind them, as James Potter strolls into the kitchen. He walks over to the brothers sitting across the dining table from each other and reaches over Regulus' body to snatch an apple from the fruit bowl. After pulling out a chair, James' takes a seat next to the younger boy.

"Nothing," Regulus grumbles, eyes fixed and staring into Sirius' as if to say don't you fucking dare.

"Admit how happy he is here." Sirius says to James, who smiles and turns towards the boy next to him.

"You are, Reg? Really?" Regulus melts at the beaming smile on James' face. His stomach flips.

"I guess," Regulus says, chewing. "Don't make a big deal out of it."

"Oh, I'm already planning the balloons." James replies, to which Sirius laughs. They were finally safe.