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my next Destiel hot take be upon ye

I often see the following idea presented, with only slight changes to wording: "Dean wants Cas to choose to stay (choose Dean) vs. Cas just wants to be asked to stay (to be chosen by Dean), but neither of them can say that and therefore it is the inherent tragedy of their love."

I could be wrong, but I think a lot of this interpretation stems from this part of the script in 15x09, "The Trap."

DEAN: I know you're sorry, Cas. About Bel, about Mom. CAS: I was talking about Jack. I already apologized to you. You just refused to hear it. DEAN: Sorry I brought it up. Maybe if you didn't just up and leave us. CAS: You didn't give me a choice. You couldn't forgive me. And you couldn't move on. You were too angry. I left, but you didn't stop me.

I think this actually speaks to the fact that Dean usually does try to stop Cas from leaving, and that he didn't is what was different this time. Because Dean always seeks a way to forgive Cas, even if it means compromising his own worldview ("Dude, if anybody else – I mean anybody – pulled that kind of crap, I would stab them in their neck on principle.") Dean does, regularly and repeatedly, try to bring Cas in from the cold. He does, regularly and repeatedly, tell Cas what he means to him.

I need you, I'm glad you're here, I'd rather have you, check your messages, I'm not leaving without you, why didn't you wait for me, you've got one job to do and that's to heal, you're the best friend we've ever had, never do that again, let's go home. Etc.

Cas is not waiting to be asked to stay; HE HAS BEEN ASKED. It's in this specific and particular instance that Dean doesn't ask. And that's the problem. It implies that Dean has finally had enough of the way Cas doesn't treat Dean as a partner the way that Dean treats Cas as one. Cas has regularly shown a tendency to go away and try to take care of their big problems alone, without communicating, and come back with proof that he's more than the mistakes he's made-- not for Dean, but for himself. Dean's aware that Cas has this issue! He acknowledges it especially in s12 - "And he's so desperate for a win right now, he can't even see straight." Dean is usually very sympathetic to it even though it drives him absolutely crazy.

Mary's death is not at all Cas's fault, of course. But the fact that Cas ditched them and went to seek help from God and the angels again when he didn't know what to do about Jack -- instead of talking to Dean about it -- is the part that I think pushed Dean over the edge. The fixed point in their relationship - that Dean will always forgive Cas when he runs off to try to save the day - turns out to not be as fixed as either of them thought it was. And to really twist the knife, Dean questions whether his feelings for Cas are even real. I don't think Dean actually believes Chuck has forced him to have feelings for Cas (familial or otherwise), but it reminds me of the way Dean says Jack isn't family in "Unity" - he doesn't truly believe that, but he has to find a way to emotionally justify making an impossible choice between which members of his family he loves more. Cutting out Cas, cutting out Jack, because he is actually literally at his mental and emotional breaking point and there has to be a justification to get Dean through it.

I think the inherent tragedy is a lot more in the fact that Dean wants Cas to stay and Cas just can't do that. You can't remove the noble knight from his natural habitat of questing; he'll waste away. They have incompatible self-esteem issues. Dean needs to feel more important than the mission in order to believe he's loved, and Cas needs to complete missions to prove himself worthy of love. They're fucking idiots, your honor.

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Will - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 713

“What are you lot doing here?” 

Regulus had been expecting Pandora around for a cuppa and a gossip. Their long standing Sunday appointment. What he was not expecting was for Pandora to show up with Barty, Evan, Dorcas, Marlene, Mary, Lily, Peter, Remus and Sirius. 

“We're here for the reading of the Will, Reggie.” Sirius explained, somberly, as if this was the most normal thing for him to say. 

“What the fu-” 

“Ahh, right on time,” a voice behind Regulus proclaimed loudly. 

Regulus turned and saw James standing behind him in one of his favourite work suits. Regulus's jaw dropped and his eyebrows were knit together. 

“Jamie, what is going on?”

“Please, do come through,” James said in his posh voice and then waved the group in before he walked into the living room. 

Regulus had never been more confused in his whole life and that was saying something, given he grew up with Sirius. He just stood holding the front door open. 

“Regulus, could you join us in the front room, please?” Came the request from James' posh work voice. 

Regulus blinked and shook his head. Then he closed the door and wandered into the front room. 

James had set the room up so there were rows of chairs, dinning and arm, facing one of the end tables, that had a thick, A4 envelope and a glass of water on it and James sat behind it.

Regulus slowly sat down in the middle of the front row, in the only free seat and looked around at the others. None of whom looked the slightest bit confused. 

Pandora leaned over to him and quietly said, “Don't worry, Reg. Once this is done, we're still heading over to the hotel for dinner and to get ready for tomorrow. We just need to get this bit done first.” 

This cleared nothing up for Regulus at all. But there was quiet as James stood up. 

“Friends, thank you for taking the time to be here with us today. We appreciate you giving up your time this afternoon and as we all have a busy evening and very busy day ahead of us tomorrow, I will keep this brief.”

James picked up the envelope and began to open it in a ridiculously dramatic manner. Regulus huffed a chuckle but was elbowed by Remus, who was sitting on his other side and shushed him. 

Regulus rolled his eyes as James started at him and shook his head seriously. 

“The Last Will and Testament of James Fleamont Potter.”

“James, what are yo-,” Regulus started. 

“Shh, Reggie, there will be time later for questions!” Sirius interrupted him.

“For the love of,” Regulus threw his arms in the air. “Fine, do carry on, James Fleamont Potter.” 

“Tomorrow, I, James Fleamont Potter, will marry Regulus Arcturus Black and as such, I must bequeath away the following items.” Regulus squinted and his face became slightly pinched, waiting for the other shoe to drop. “To Sirius, I leave my Captain America and Winter Soldier action figures because Reggie has declared them to be childish.” Regulus nodded his approval.

“YES!” Sirius cheered. “Stucky forever, baby!” 

“To Barty and Evan, I jointly bequeath this napkin,”James held up a clear plastic wallet with what appeared to be a used napkin in it. “This napkin contains some of Reggie's dry saliva and hair, which can be used to clone him, so you're no longer mad at me for stealing him away.”

“What?!” Regulus exclaimed at the same time as Barty and Evan cheered and high-fived each other.

“To Remus, I leave my favourite Gryffindor Quidditch sweater because Reggie has declared that Slytherin is better and, although he is wrong, being a married man means I have to lie to him.”

“Oh, fuck you, Potter.” Regulus declared, having had enough of James’ nonsense, and jumped to his feet. As he started to storm away the whole room burst into laughter. “And fuck all of you too!” As he reached the door, he turned and said, “Oh, and Sirius, you can still keep those stupid toys.” 

As he stomped into the kitchen, he heard a very loud “yes” from Sirius and a very loud “baby, no!” from James.

Regulus chuckled to himself. He was marrying an idiot and, unfortunately, he couldn't be happier. 

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Heat - Jegulus and Wolfstar - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 1,020.

TW - suicidal thoughts (not followed through!)

I swear I tried to make this shorter 🤦‍♀️ anywhoooo...

James’ mind started to go blank, his vision was fading into ever decreasing circles and his lungs were on fire. He wanted to grab at his throat, hit his chest, anything to get the air flowing, but he couldn't move his arms, or his legs. They were too heavy. 

He was being dragged under and there was nothing he could do. He was dying. His whole world had shattered and he was going to shatter with it.

He could hear quiet, muffled noises, but they were so far away, he had no idea what they were saying. He tried to listen, but it was no use. They were getting further and further away. 

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"James! James, please!” Remus was screaming at his best mate, but he couldn't get through to him and he could see James was giving up. “You have to breathe, James!” Remus frantically waved over one of the paramedics who had spun around at the sound of Remus’ loud, panicked begging. 

The paramedic came pelting over with his crew mate and the two of them got an oxygen mask onto James and started rapidly discussing what to do next. Remus sat back on his heels and watched as the paramedics worked to keep him breathing. 

Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay…

Suddenly, a blood curdling scream had him spinning on the spot. He saw Sirius break through the police tape and then be wrestled backwards by two armed officers. 

“REGGIE! JAMES!” The pain in Sirius’ voice was breaking Remus’ heart. Taking one look back at James to see him blinking and the paramedics looking relieved, Remus leapt to his feet and ran to Sirius.

“Siri, I'm here!" Remus tried to grab Sirius, but was swatted away. “It's me!”

When Sirius realised who was trying to get his attention, he stopped fighting and fell into Remus’ arms. 

“What the fuck happened, Rem?!” Sirius cried, tears cascading down his cheeks, as he flung a hand out to the burning house.

“We don't know yet sweetheart,” Remus said, trying to keep his voice calm whilst he also tried to lead Sirius over to where James had been moved to one of the ambulances. Remus could feel the heat from the blaze and it was making him sick. 

Sirius refused to move, but he kept looking left and right. When he spotted James at the ambulance, a small flicker of relief rushed across his face, he looked around again. 

“Where's Reggie? Is he in that ambulance, or a different one?” Sirius looked at Remus with such hope in his eyes and Remus felt his own tears start to fall again, unable to find the words. “No.” Sirius started shaking his head roughly. “No, no, it's not-”

“My love-”

Sirius shoved away and started running towards the house, several fire and police persons shouting at him to stay back and some of them trying to grab him and Remus, who had given chase. 

He grabbed onto Sirius and they both collapsed to the floor. Remus held on with a death grip, as Sirius screamed Regulus’ name over and over. Begging any deity that could hear, to save his baby brother. 

“REGGIE!!” The anguish in Sirius’ voice was too horrible, too heartbreaking and Remus didn't know how to fix it. Didn't think he ever could. “REGGIE, PLEASE! NOOOOO!” The screams were not human and Remus was shaking as well.

Suddenly, a fire officer came bursting out one of the living room windows, flames licking after him, as the fresh injection of oxygen flew into the room. The man had something in his arms and both Remus and Sirius collectively held their breaths.

“MEDIC!” 

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James was breathing again, but not through choice. The paramedics had refused to let him go. So, now he was being tortured slowly. He had a front row seat to Regulus’ fiery tomb and all he could think about was how he could join him. He knew that wasn't a great thought, but James also didn't know how to be in a world without Regulus.

“MEDIC!”James suddenly heard a deep voice yell. “HE'S STILL BREATHING!”

The two guys on either side of James tried to hold him back, but he ripped the cannula from his arm and ran full pelt towards the fireman and the person he carried. 

He arrived at the same time as two different paramedics and their gurney did. The man carrying Regulus, placed him down quickly but gently. One of the paramedics tried to push James aside and he growled at her. She looked startled, but stood her ground. 

“We can't help him if you're in the way,” she tried to reason and James took a step back out of her way. He grabbed Regulus' ankle, just as Sirius and Remus arrived and Sirius grabbed Regulus’ other ankle.

The paramedics were moving lightening fast, getting an oxygen mask on Regulus and hooking him up to an IV and the heart monitor. They started to wheel him towards the ambulance as they worked. 

James registered that Sirius and Remus were talking to him, but he couldn't hear a word they were saying. He could only hear the paramedics. 

“Baby, I'm here,” James started speaking quietly, still holding on to Regulus' ankle and squeezing it. “I'm right here, Reg. I'm here, I'm here.” 

A tiny sound came from the direction of Regulus’ head and suddenly everyone was quiet.

The paramedic removed Regulus’ mask.

“J-Jaime,” Regulus croaked and James had never heard a sound more beautiful in his entire life. 

James flung himself up to the top of the gurney, the paramedic moving out of his way this time. 

“Mi estrella, estoy aquí!” James gushed, as he cried and cupped Regulus’ face. “I'm here, I'm here.” James repeated, kissing Regulus and stroking his hands through his soot covered hair and face. 

“Jaime,” Regulus croaked again and coughed. “I think I burnt dinner.” Regulus cracked as much of a smile as he could manage and James smiled with him, shakily laughing through tears and snot and more kisses.

His star. He was going to be alright.

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Chest - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 591

James was still dragging his trunk across the platform when he caught sight of the breathtakingly beautiful young boy with black curls and haunting eyes, standing back ram-rod straight, being spoken to by his parents and nodding curtly in reply.

James’ hands slipped as they had started to sweat suddenly, and he dropped his trunk on his foot.

“Ah, fuck, shit,” he exclaimed.

“James!” His mother scolded as his father clipped him around the ears. “Seventeen, or not, you are not too old to be put across my knee, young man. And neither of you.” Effie continued as she spun on the spot and wagged a finger at a snickering Sirius.

“Sorry mum,” both boys said at the same time.

“Right then,” Effie scowled for a second longer and then smiled softly at them. “Oh, my boys.” She cupped a cheek on each of them and her eyes started to well up. “You behave yourselves now you hear.” They both nodded enthusiastically. “And if I have to come up to Hogwarts because you blew up a toilet again, I will be cancelling Christmas!”

“We'll be good, mum,” James said.

“Swear it!” Sirius added.

Both of them hiding their crossed fingers behind their backs.

“Go on then, be off with you,” Monty added. Dragging both boys into quick hugs.

Effie gave them both a tight squeeze and then they were hauling their trunks onto the train and waving like maniacs out the door window.

As Sirius started off to find Remus and Peter, James took another look out onto the platform, but he could no longer see the dazzling sixth year.

“Looking for someone,” a low, quiet voice whispered behind him.

James spun around, eyes wide and hands clutching his chest.

“Godric, Reggie! You scared me half to death!”

Regulus chuckled. “Good.” He then grabbed James by the shirt and yanked him around the corner, away from prying eyes on the platform and smashed their lips together.

James broke away first, pressing their foreheads together. “Hi, baby. I missed you.”

“I missed you too,” Regulus sighed.

“How was your summer?” James asked tentatively.

“I don't really want to talk about it, not yet.” Regulus mumbled, wrapping his arms around James’ waist.

“Come on,” James kissed his curls. “Let's go find seats before Sirius decides he needs a whole bench to himself.”

“Eugh, roll on next year when I won't have to put up with bloody Marauders.” Regulus rolled his eyes, but James could see he was hiding a smile.

“Hey! You'll miss us when we're gone.”

“I'll miss you,” Regulus whispered, his voice going tight.

James pulled him to a tight hug. “Hey, there'll be no time to miss me. I've already made many, many plans to sneak you into Hogsmede and me into Hogwarts. You're gonna be sick of the sight of me.”

“Not possible,” Regulus replied, as he returned the tight squeeze.

James smiled and made to move away.

“Jamie?” Regulus sounded so small, James turned and gave him a worried look, furrowing his brow.

“What's wrong, love?”

“I-I love you,” Regulus declared.

James beamed down at his beautiful boyfriend. “I love you too.”

"Do you promise?"

"With all my heart and soul."

They stared at each other for the longest time, then they both felt the jolt of the train as it started to pull out of the station.

“Now, really, come on. Or we will have to sit on your brother.”

Regulus just groaned and begrudgingly followed James as he dragged both their trunks down the train.

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Music - Jegulus and Wolfstar - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 350

“YOU ARE THE DANCING QUEEN! YOUNG AND SWEET, ONLY SEVENTEEEEN!”

Regulus stood in his living room doorway watching his husband, brother and brother-in-law dancing around the room, screaming along to Abba at the top of their lungs and pointing their wands in the air, shooting confetti and streamers everywhere, much to Regulus’ chagrin.

Regulus shook his head and stepped into the room, moving over to the record player and turning the volume down.

“Oi!” Sirius shouted at him.

“Don't you oi me, Sirius Black, this is my bloody house.” Regulus replied with no real venom, hands going to his hips. “And if you think I'm going to be the one cleaning up this mess, you've got another thing coming.”

Sirius stuck his tongue out at him, and Remus elbowed him.

“Come on, love!” James cooed at him. “We're just celebrating!”

“Celebrating what?” Regulus quirked an eyebrow.

“Me, apparently.” Came a groan from the sofa.

Regulus looked over to see his son, with his head buried in the sofa cushions and one of them pulled over his head.

“Ah,” Regulus grinned, then turned back to James. “And why are you tormenting our son with Abba? A full week before his birthday I might add.”

All three men gasped and their jaws dropped.

“Tormenting?” James questioned, his hand flung across his chest.

“This, Reggie,” Sirius spun around and picked up the records case before turning back to Regulus. “Is classic music!”

“A right of passage!” Remus joined in, grinning.

Regulus scoffed and moved over to pull the cushion from his son's head.

“Come on, Harry. Let's get you out of here before you're tormented,” Regulus stressed the word. “Any further.”

Harry jumped up and fled the room. “Thanks Pops!” He shouted.

As Regulus followed him out, he was accompanied by loud booing.

The booing didn't last long, though, as the volume was turned back up on the record player and there was a lot of “ah ha”-ing happening, as the next song played.

Regulus huffed and rolled his eyes. There was just no accounting for what some people classed as classic music.

*Disclaimer, Regulus is wrong and Abba rules!!

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Sand - pre-Jegulus, Marauders, Skittles - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 650

It wasn't that Regulus hated the beach, per se, he just hated everything that went along with it. The noise, the seagulls, the stupid sun, but mostly, he hated the damn sand! 

It was literally everywhere! In his shoes, in his drink, in his book, in his hair, scraped across his skin in his suncream. Yes, Regulus hated the damn sand!

His friends, however, were having the time of their lives. Barty and Evan were horsing around in the ocean, whilst Dorcas, Marlene, Mary, Pandora and Lily had set up a game of rounders. Both groups had tried to encourage Regulus to come and join them, but they didn't burn like he did! 

Another thing that Regulus hated about the beach. He had to reapply his bloody factor 50 suncream every hour and had to stay under the large umbrella Pandora had brought for him. Sure, he could maybe risk it for a few minutes, but he was so bloody pale, he knew he'd just end up looking like a sodding lobster. 

Regulus huffed, readjusted his sunglasses and tried to carry on reading his book. 

“Hey, Reggie.” Pandora's soft voice said, interrupting his attempt at peace. 

“Hi, Dora,” he replied. 

“Are you sure you don't want to come and play with us for a bit? You can borrow Lily's hat,” Pandora chuckled and nudged Regulus’ shoulder with her own. They both looked over to see Lily wearing the largest sunhat Regulus had ever seen and for a split second, he was tempted. 

Regulus sighed. “I don't think so, Dora. I think I'm just gonna head home.” 

Dora frowned at him and he could tell he was about to be scolded, when an absolute cacophony of noise interrupted them. Heads snapping to the left, Regulus and Pandora watched as three lads went sprinting into the ocean, slowly followed by a very tall, gangly lad, who looked like he had no intention of following them into the water. 

“Hi, Remus!” Pandora called out and waved the boy over. He waved back and headed their direction. 

“Hi Pandora, hi Reggie.” Remus greeted them. 

“Regulus.” Regulus muttered to himself, but if either Remus or Pandora heard him, they didn't say anything.

Remus unceremoniously dumped all the towels and bags he was holding into a pile, then took one of the towels and laid it out next to Regulus

“How you guys doing?” Remus asked. 

“We're good,” Pandora responded enthusiastically. “Well, apart from our Reggie here, who is apparently having an awful time and is going to go home.” Pandora teased.

“What, why?” Came a new voice. 

Regulus, Pandora and Remus all looked up and a very wet James Potter was standing in front of them.

Regulus felt himself going red as he stared at James. The water dripping from his hair and body was glistening in the sun. It was like a tanned god, with wild hair and round spectacles had appeared from the heavens just to torment him.

Regulus realised everyone was now staring at him and awaiting his answer  but he'd been so distracted he had forgotten the question. 

“What?” He croaked. Pandora and Remus both stifling laughs next to him. 

“Why are you going home? It's such a beautiful day!” James reasoned, a slight whine to his tone. 

“Well, I-” Regulus gulped. “I guess I could stay a bit longer.” He shrugged. 

James beamed at him and Regulus felt his pulse sky rocket. 

“Excellent!” James exclaimed. Then he grabbed a bottle of water off Remus’ towel, took a long gulp and then sprinted back to the ocean, where he tackled Sirius as Peter, Barty and Evan cackled with laughter. 

“Soooo,” Pandora dragged out, a smile pulling her lips up. “You're gonna hang out a bit longer then?” 

Regulus shrugged his shoulders again, but he kept watching James diving around in the water and as he did so, he thought to himself, maybe the beach wasn't so bad after all. 

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that one friend whos always on some absurd sidequest

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Awesome - Jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - 489 words - AO3

“Hi, Reg,” James greets the younger boy as he’s walking through the corridor. “How was your day?” 

“Fine, until you started talking to me.” 

He grins. “You really know how to make a guy feel special.” 

“I’ll make you feel special when I slowly dismember you limb by limb while you’re still alive,” he retorts. 

“Sexy.” Regulus rolls his eyes. “What’re up to?” 

“I was going back to my dorm before some prat decided to annoy me.” 

“I am not a prat; I am just utterly obsessed with you.” 

“Then go obsess over someone else,” Regulus replies, sounding bored of him. “Go annoy Evans like you used to.” 

“Ah, but I don’t have a crush on her anymore.” 

“You have a crush on me now then?” he asks sarcastically, and stops walking at James�� uncharacteristic silence, turning to see the flush on his cheeks. “Oh, you’ve got to be joking.” 

“Yeah, yeah, of course it’s just a joke, if you want it to be.” 

“And what if I didn’t want it to be?” 

“Then I’d tell you that I’ve really liked you for months,” he explains, “and that I would ask you to go to Hogsmeade with me at the weekend.” 

“What would Sirius say if he knew we were on a date, presuming I said yes?” 

“You really think he wouldn’t notice how I take every opportunity to talk to you, how I search for you in the Great Hall and every corridor.” James smirks at the horrified look on Regulus’ face at the idea that his brother knows all this about his sort of love life, “He knew about my crush on you before I did.” 

“That’s not exactly hard, you are even more oblivious about your own feelings than everyone else's.” 

“So, what do you say?” he taps his fingers against his thigh, trying to control his nervous energy. “Will you go on a date with me?” 

Regulus looks away, taking a deep breath as he contemplates. It feels as if an eternity passes while he waits for him to say, “Fine.” 

“Fine? You don’t exactly sound enthusiastic about it.” 

“I have liked you for longer than you have liked me, I just wasn’t going to be the first one to admit it. I didn’t even know if your feelings for me were genuine or just one of your stupid pranks.” 

“I would never prank about something like this; I would never toy with someone’s emotions. I know how much that hurts.” 

He sighs. “Tell anyone I said that, and I will kill you, Potter.” 

James laughs. “Noted.” 

“Meet you in the Entrance Hall at 11 on Saturday,” he says. 

“Awesome sauce!” 

“Awesome sauce? Is it too late to cancel?” 

“Nope, but you won’t because you like my corniness.” 

“I do not!” Regulus exclaims, offended. 

James pecks him on the cheek. “See you Saturday!” he shouts as he runs to tell his friends the good news. 

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Walk - Secret Jegulus, Established Wolfstar - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 621

“FETCH!” James yelled , as he sent the ball flying through the air, somehow making it go faster and further than any of the items other people were throwing.

“Fuck sake, Prongs,” Remus huffed behind him. “At least try to use your magic more subtly, yeah?”

James watched Padfoot speed after the ball and then turned and gave his best mate the biggest grin he could manage and winked. “But he loves it, Moony!”

“And I would prefer to not get arrested by the Misuse of Magic team…again,” Remus glared. “Or for my husband to keel over from a heart attack.” He added quietly, as Padfoot came pelting back to them and collapsed on the ground, tongue lolling out. “This was supposed to just be a nice walk in a new park,” he grumbled some more, but James saw his lips pull up ever so slightly when Padfoot moved to drop his head in Remus’ lap, to get his ears scratched. Remus caving instantly.

“Oh my goodness!” The high pitched squeal startled all three of them and all heads turned to see who had made the noise. Two girls stood behind James, one who looked like she wanted to pet Padfoot and one who looked like she might want to take a bite out of James.

James smirked, turning on the charm. “Afternoon ladies.”

The one on the left looked thoroughly unimpressed and rolled her eyes, as she bent down and asked Remus if she could stroke Padfoot, who said yes, but made sure she only stroked his back.

The other girl, however, started fluttering her eyelashes at James. “I saw you throw that last ball, you've got a great technique.” She bit her bottom lip and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Thanks, I work out,” James flexed his arm slightly and behind him he heard three groans, in so far as a dog can groan, but the girl in front of him just giggled and did the hair thing again.

“I'm Joan, by the way.”

Joan held her hand out to him, but as he took her hand and made to introduce himself, he was suddenly very distracted by someone walking right past them.

“Potter?” A confused voice called out and James gulped.

Joan turned around to see who was speaking and must have seen something that James didn't, as she quietly let go and whispered, “ah,” to herself. With a knowing smile, she called to her friend, and they both said goodbye.

“Err, hi, Reg, er, Regulus” James breathed out, shuffling his feet and running his hand through his hair. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Well, considering I live around the corner and walk through this park every day, it isn't that surprising.” Regulus responded. Raising an eyebrow up and smirking ever so slightly, he added. “But you live on the other side of town. So, why would you be all the way over here?”

There was silence for a beat. Then suddenly…

“Ohhhh,” Remus chuckled behind him, and James started praying to any deity that would listen that Remus wouldn't say anything.

However, apparently Remus wasn't the only one putting 2 and 2 together, because just as Regulus’ smirk changed to a soft smile, there was a growl behind him. James spun around and locked eyes with Padfoot, who, even as a dog, was telling James he was a dead man.

James gulped and then made a very rash decision.

Spinning back around, he locked eyes with Regulus and kissed him quickly on his soft lips. “Call me when you finish work, baby.” A booming bark behind him had his eyes widening. “Gotta run!”

Then James pelted away across the park, Padfoot barking at him as he gave chase.

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sirius: i’ll be right back i just gotta go drop this off at the library

james: okay

remus: cool

sirius: [leaves]

james: oh that reminds me moony, i was talking to sirius last night and he told me he likes y-

sirius: *slams door open*

sirius: AH BA BA BA BA!! NNNYYAAA! SHUT YOUR BITCH MOUTH JAMES.

james: i-

sirius: NOO!

james: but i-

sirius: NUH UH!

james: i was just gonna

sirius: WHAT PART OF “IT’S A SECRET DO NOT TELL HIM” DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND

remus:

james: i was just going to tell him you like his idea for that new prank and we should start brainstorming logistics…

sirius:

sirius: oh

sirius: i see

sirius: right then

sirius: i’ll just uh… leave you to it…

[leaves again]

remus: wait is it supposed to be a secret that he likes me?

james: *shrugs* you know how he is

remus: i thought he was just wanting to take things slow

james: *shrugs*

remus: i asked him out two weeks ago

james: *shrugs*

remus: we’ve been on three dates

james: *shrugs*

remus: i held his hand for an hour last night

james: *sighs* i don’t know what to tell you man, you picked a special one

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Motorcycle - Jegulus, background Wolfstar - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 386

It was a glorious Saturday morning. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and James, Remus, Peter, and Regulus were all lounging around the Potter's garden drinking Effie's homemade lemonade.

At some point, Reg had moved over and had his head on James’ abdomen and was dozing as James ran his fingers through his hair. His hand intertwined with Regulus’, who was watching their fingers dance.

The only thing missing from James’ perfect day was the other member of the Marauders. James checked his watch, Sirius should have been back by now.

“Oi, Moons,” James called over to Remus, who barely acknowledged him, quietly humming to indicate he was at least semi-aware of James. “Where's-” But James never finished his sentence, as the calm of the day was suddenly broken by a very loud, mechanical roaring noise coming from the front of the house.

“What in the bloody hell is that noise?” Reg grumbled, trying to pull James' hands to cover his ears, then whined when James pushed himself up into a sitting position, looking around.

The noise dropped to a low rumble, and then Effie was sticking her head out the back doors. “Boys,” she called, a slight chuckle in her voice. “You might want to come see this.”

Looking puzzled, all 4 boys got up, some less willingly than others, and walked through to the front of the house, where Sirius was sitting in the drive on top of a jet black Triumph Scrambler.

“Pads, what” Remus started, his voice thick as he gulped. James looked at Moony and got second-hand embarrassment from the look he saw flash across Remus’ face.

“Oh, my Moon, I am very aware of how good I look,” Sirius said, throwing Remus a wink.

James shook his head and walked over to inspect the motorcycle. As he ran his hand over the engine, James’ mind started to go into overdrive, wondering how quickly he could steal it from Padfoot. Just as he thought he had come up with a stellar plan, he looked up and clocked the very unimpressed look on his boyfriend's face.

James threw Regulus the puppy dog eyes, but the only response he got from Regulus was a very firm, “No.”

James pouted as Sirius, Remus, and Peter howled with laughter.

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parents be like you can’t imagine how hard it is for us to deal with your mental illness

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Kid Harry, who cries at the slightest provocation.

Watched The Little Mermaid? Bawled his eyes out when Ariel left home for good.

Fell in the park? Fought back tears as Sirius and Remus frantically put bandaids on his skinned knees.

Gets gently scolded by his father for running in the house? Immediately bursts into tears and hangs onto James’ legs for dear life because he doesn’t want his daddy to be angry with him.

Regulus has never understood it, how his partner’s son couldn’t go a day without some kind of emotional upset. He was actually really good friends with Lily, and he’s never seen the fiery redhead so much as shed a tear in all the years he’s known her.

And then James Potter gets down on one knee on Christmas Day, in the middle of their living room, with Harry crying happy tears on the couch surrounded by all his new toys, and when he can’t even get the words, ‘Will you marry me?’ out because he’s sobbing so hard?

Regulus finally understands where Harry got his tears from, and he wouldn’t have him any other way.

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Plane - Jegulus, background Wolfstar - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count 653

"PAPA LOOK!" Harry screamed as their car pulled up outside the departures building. Regulus chuckled and shook his head as he watched his three year old try to escape his carseat in an attempt to press his whole body against the window to look outside.

"Haz, please, sit still for one more minute," James begged, as he tried to undo Harry's buckles from his spot in the middle seat.

Regulus got out, walked around the car, opened Harry's door and lightly tapped his exasperated husband's hands. James looked up at him, and Regulus nodded once, indicating to James to move out of the way. James gave Regulus a relieved smile as he gave up and scooched his way out of the backseat.

Harry was pulling at the straps now, and Regulus couldn't help but see the same impatience in his son that he had also seen many a time in his husband.

"Harry," Regulus said, calmly. "What do we say when we want to get out?"

Harry quickly dropped his hands and beamed a toothy grin up at his father. "Please can you help me out, Papa?" He asked, ever so sweetly. Regulus smiled at him and helped get him out of the car and onto the pavement, holding his hand firmly.

"Hey, Haz!" Harry spun around as Sirius swept him up into a bone crushing hug, causing Regulus to wince, as he was still holding Harry's hand and ones arm should not be twisted that way! "Have the best time! Bring me back a present!" Sirius demanded, then shifting Harry to his hip, he looked at Regulus. "A really cool, expensive one." Harry giggled, and as he turned to look over Sirius' shoulder, Regulus took the opportunity to flip his older brother off. Sirius just laughed and stuck his tongue out in response.

Regulus watched as Remus walked over with James and the luggage, then he took Harry from Sirius. "What are you looking forward to the most, Harry?"

"THE PLANE!" Harry all but screamed, as he flung his arms out and started swaying in Remus' arms, making zooming noises. "We're going to be up way, way, way in the clouds! So high up, Papa says we won't be able to see anything below us, and if we do, everyone will look like ants and the houses will look like toys!"

An odd whimpering sound from Regulus' left drew his attention to his husband, who now looked a little green around the gills.

"Jaime?" He ventured as he furrowed his brow and put his hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright, love?"

"Fine, I'm fine," James answered a little too quickly and threw on what was clearly a fake smile. "I'll just grab a trolley." James all but ran off towards the trolley bank.

Regulus turned around to see his brother and brother-in-law trying to hide their laughter. "What?" He scowled, his hands on his hips.

"Well, I'm sure you're gonna have a great time, Reg," Sirius replied, still trying to hide his smile.

"But?"

"But, let's just hope Harry doesn't react to planes the same way James does." Remud finished.

"What are you-"

"Right then," James clapped his hands together as he reappeared next to Regulus. "Let's do this, shall we."

They loaded the suitcases and bags onto the trolley and said their goodbyes. Remus and Sirius got in one last hug from Harry before handing him off to Regulus, and Harry waved manically as his uncles got back in their car and drove away.

Walking into departures, with Harry on his hip, so he wouldn't get lost, Regulus pulled his husband to one side.

"I thought you were good with planes?"

"Oh, I am. Just...I'm not so great with the actual flying part. But it's okay, I don't always get sick." James declared with a grimace.

With that, James walked off to the check-in desk, leaving a gobsmacked Regulus behind, staring after him, and all Regulus could think was, “well, shit.”

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anyway i hope season 3 has even more violence and blood and gay sex and gender fuckery and moral ambiguity and jarring tone shifts and stupid jokes and bdsm and tooth-achingly sweet love songs and self indulgent moments and arguments where no one is fully wrong or right and blasphemy and mental illness and flawed characters making messy choices

and i hope stolas gets to be even more of a bitch

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at a jegulus wedding anniversary dinner

barty: and a toast, to the husbands that spent years pining but doing nothing about it!

peter: yes! here’s to james- who would complain about how good regulus smells for months before getting the courage to ask him out!

evan: and here’s to regulus, who came up with the idea that he’s james-sexual after a gruelling quidditch match!

remus: and here’s to hearing both of them complain about the other during prefect rounds.

sirius: and here’s to my brother and my best friend who thought they were sneaky but i knew the entire fucking time!!

james:

regulus: …kill me.

james: you KNEW the whole time?!?!?!

sirius: regulus snuck into my bed thinking it was yours. here i thought he just missed his big brother.. but then you woke up in a very good mood…

regulus: fucking kill me.