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Top or Bottom?

Peter: hey so you're gay, huh? are you a top or a bottom?

Regulus: what an inappropriate question to ask in mixed company

Peter: hah! see he's a top

Regulus, leaning in, making intense eye contact: Did you want to find out?

Peter: .....! *instant panic*

Regulus, nodding toward Peter: Bottom

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Top or Bottom?

Peter: hey so you're gay, huh? are you a top or a bottom?

Regulus: what an inappropriate question to ask in mixed company

Peter: hah! see he's a top

Regulus, leaning in, making intense eye contact: Did you want to find out?

Peter: .....! *instant panic*

Regulus, nodding toward Peter: Bottom

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year - jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 474

“So you like them, then?” James asked, beaming as Regulus looked down at the Christmas present he’d just opened.

“They’re beautiful, James,” Regulus murmured, something soft fluttering in his chest as he looked down at the exact same set of quills he’d been admiring in the stationary store window in Hogsmeade for weeks. “Thank you.”

“Oh, good,” the Gryffindor grinned. “They have so many things you’d like in that store, we should definitely go there soon! And now I know exactly where to shop for our six month anniversary, too!”

Regulus gave him a small smile, but the fluttering thing in his chest turned sour and volatile. They’d only been officially dating since October….James talking about a six-month anniversary seemed awfully like wishful thinking. “Hmm,” he hummed, looking down and trying not to grimace.

James, however, was a truly terrible person in the fact that he knew Regulus far too well. It only took him a few seconds of silence to take a finger underneath Regulus’s chin and lift it upward. 

“Reg? You’re quieter than usual. Did I scare you away with anniversary talk or are you nervous about the hols?” James asked, insecurity in his eyes.

Regulus sniffed, frowning. “I’m not nervous about the hols. Though Sirius’s enthusiasm may prove to kill me.” They were set to celebrate Christmas together at the Potters’, where Regulus and Sirius had been staying. Regulus and James were just exchanging presents on their own before the chaos started. “I just…you talk about our six-month anniversary like it’s inevitable, James,” he mumbled, trying to again look down as the older boy stared into his eyes.

“Are…are you planning on ending things?” James asked, confusion in his voice.

Regulus chuckled. “No.” As if he ever would.

“Well, neither am I. So why shouldn’t I talk about it as if it’s certain?” he replied.

“Because…things happen. People change. People…” People leave, is what Regulus wanted to say. What he was afraid of.

“Well, I’ve had the same favorite color since I was three. I’ve had the same favorite food since I was four. And I’ve fancied you for much longer than I probably even realize,” James replied, moving to meet Regulus’s eyes and smiling softly. “I’m not changing and I’m not going anywhere. So unless you have plans, I’ll be betting on our six month anniversary, and our one-year anniversary, and our ten-year anniversary. Alright?”

Regulus met his adoring eyes and his genuine smile and nodded hesitantly. “Alright,” he mumbled, the anxious churning in his stomach slowing.

“Good. I’m glad you agreed to that, because now you can’t run away when Mum and Pa act ridiculous for Christmas,” James said, chuckling. 

Regulus grinned despite himself. “I figured they would be. You had to get your obnoxiousness from somewhere, after all.”

But James just pulled him in for a kiss.

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Oh the brain rot is strong. Tell me this isn't Prongsfoot

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JEGULUS MY LOVES

*THIS IS A PICREW FILTER

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Psychology of Fanfic

I have a theory. About Marauders fanfic in particular, but it applies more broadly to fandoms everywhere I expect. Around here we have taken characters who had very little to them in original cannon, and collectively fleshed them out in a massive way and we largely agree on their characterizations. Not all the details of course and the variation is what makes fandom great, but we all agree that James Potter has a bit of a hero complex, he's a kinda arrogant and very kind and loyal and accepting and brave. He's got boundary issues and a reckless streak and a great sense of humour. That's who we've all agreed that James is, and it was best fleshed out by the James kinnies writing him form the inside. The same way that you can tell when a writer identifies with Reg vs when they don't understand him as a person. These characters, created by people who GET them, have become psych archetypes. Hear me out.

We all know everyone in this fandom has mental health issues. That's why we love these stories so much. We love to see ourselves reflected. We love to play what-if. We love to pour our feelings and experiences into our art. If you've done some therapy you may be familiar with dysfunctional family systems and the roles they create, eg: the scapegoat, the golden child, etc. Each of these roles can be found in the characters. Regulus Black is what happens when you take a sensitive younger neurodivergent child and raise them in a controlling, abusive environment, the Lost Child: prone to SH and EDs, the lost child believes to their core that no one cares about them. That belief shapes who they are, even if they're not aware of it. Sirius is the Scapegoat, James is the Golden Child, it goes on and on.

The power of knowing this is being able to maybe find a bit of actual therapy help because you can explain "the lost child" a lot better than "Regulus Black kinnie". also, AO3 is now a database of all the possibilities when you have this kind of person and that kind of person interact under these kind of circumstances. it's like speed running the million monkeys on typewriters eventually producing the entire works of Shakespeare thing. There's just such an enormous body of work, with a rather good search engine, that you can find kinda anything you want.

Also, "this is the kind of trauma all my friends have". Course the problem is that when you understand that, telling someone who you kin is no longer a fun casual little bonding thing. it tells you ALL kinds of shit about that person.

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Barty to Evan: I think I could get Reg to shag me

Reg reading in the corner, threateningly: You may test that hypothesis at your earliest convenience

Barty: ...no...I don’t think I will...

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Sirius doesn’t feel sad, he just feels empty. His little star just burst.

(my art)

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Doomscrolling on TikTok on the night of its execution is such a specific mood. everyone is saying goodbye and thank you and look how far we've come. that you people are my family and I'd never have survived without you and please don't lose these connections and community. I tried to post and the app crashed and it would only be gone into the ether tomorrow so I'm screaming into the void over here I guess. this isn't ok.

we're going to rednote in protest. tomorrow. tomorrow we rebuild. tonight we violate ALL the community guidelines and virtually hug and we save what we can. I'm frantically following all my favourite creators elsewhere so we can recreate community when the dust settles a bit.

I love you all.

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God do I ever have the brain rot: Good Luck Babe is literally just the plot of ATYD Remus year 6. He would have liked it I think. Sirius would have, even if it went over his head

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I might really be a slytherin

hey chat, is it evil to convince a former HP fan to read ATYD with no warnings or explanation of the insanity of the fandom or how it draws you in and rots your brain and breaks your heart and destroys your standards for romantic partners forevermore? like, I really want marauders friends and I don't think it's a bad thing to be, but like, it's going to break her and I didn't say a damn thing.... she can read the tags and warnings herself, right?

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Please be gentle, I never post my drawing. I think I'm getting better though

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“setback” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 622 words

TW - self harm

Regulus pushes open the door of the Astronomy Tower and he hears James before he sees him. He follows the sound of soft sniffles and finds James sitting on the floor in a dark corner. His knees are pulled to his chest, his forehead is resting on top of them and his hands are clasps on the ground below them.

Regulus moves slowly and slides down the wall to sit beside James. He reaches out to lay his hand on James’ arm and James flinches at the movement. Regulus knows what that means so he moves his hand to James’ hair instead. He runs his fingers through James’ hair and leans in to kiss his temple.

“I’m here, okay.” Regulus whispers with his lips still brushing James’ temple. “I’m right here.”

James’ sniffles start to turn into a soft cry. “I messed up.” He says between hiccups as his cries turn into quiet sobs.

“Hey.” Regulus shuffles even closer to James and wraps his arm around his shoulders. “You did not mess up—"

“Yes, I did.” James cuts him off and lifts his head to look at Regulus, tears flowing freely down his cheeks. “I failed, Regulus. I thought I was getting better, but I messed it all up.”

Regulus moves his hands so he can cup both of James’ cheeks and look at him directly. “You did not mess up. This is not a failure. This isn’t even a setback. This is just part of healing. And healing isn’t linear, you know that.” Regulus tells him.

James rolls his eyes with a scoff. “Such a stupid, cliché line. What does that even mean?”

“It means you had a bad day. But a bad day doesn’t take away all the good days that you’ve had.” Regulus leans his forehead against James’. “You are getting better James. I see it. I see it every day and you’re working so hard. This doesn’t change any of that. This doesn’t make that go away.” He whispers into the small space between them.

James reluctantly nods but doesn’t say anything. They sit like that for a few minutes, breathing together until James’ sobs turn back into sniffles.

Regulus pulls back slightly to look at James. “Can I see?” He asks and James winces. “I just want to clean it and heal it for you, love.” He says softly.

James sighs and slowly turns his arm so Regulus can see the magical cuts on the inside of his forearm. Regulus takes his wand and performs a few cleaning and healing spells until the wounds are closed. Then Regulus takes James’ arm and brings it to his lips and kisses each of the cuts he just healed.

James tenses but doesn’t pull away. “You don’t have to do that.” He mumbles.

“I know I don’t.” Regulus whispers.

He maneuvers them so he can slide behind James and pull him back to lean against his chest. “I love you.” Regulus tells him after a few quiet moments.

“Thank you for loving me even though I’m like this.” James says so quietly Regulus isn’t sure if he was supposed to hear.

But he did hear, and he squeezes James around the waist before tangling their arms together to hold him close. “I love all of you, James. I don’t love you even though you’re like this. I don’t love you in spite of this. I love all of you. Every part of you. And some parts you’re working on right now. And that’s okay because I’m going to keep loving them. I’m going to keep loving you.” He pulls James impossibly closer and James melts into him.

“I love you so much, Regulus.” James tells him quietly after a few minutes.

Regulus smiles softly and kisses James’ temple again. “I love you, too.”

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so, this was going to be a sad james fic as a belated birthday gift for @calamitoustide, which probably seems like a weird fic to gift, but gabby writes one of the best sad jameses and this was supposed to be a small nod to their sad james. but this ended up being a bit sadder than i intended. oops.

still, it will never be nearly as good as gabby’s sad james and i truly love him so much. i hope you had a great birthday, gabby. and i hope my sad james didn’t make you too sad.

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I swear James "written by a woman" Prongs Fleamont Potter and all the moves we give him and Reg are single handedly teaching me how to seduce my way out of a paper bag in a masc/top way instead of the more fem/bottom way I know wtf I'm doing with

“linger” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 904 words

“stories” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 18 - @noblehouseofgay

Regulus is waiting outside the Winter Festival with Sirius and Remus.

“Stop fidgeting.” Sirius slaps Regulus hand away from where he’s fidgeting with the hem of his jumper.

“He’s late.” Regulus mumbles.

“He’s two minutes late. Calm down.”

“What if he saw me, turned around and left?” Regulus asks nervously.

“It’s not a blind date, Reggie. He’s very aware of what you look like.” Sirius rolls his eyes.

“But he’s never seen me on a date. What if he saw how I look on a date and decided—”

“Regulus.” Remus cuts him off and nods towards the parking lot.

Regulus turns around and his nerves increase tenfold when he see James and by the time he stops in front of them Regulus feels like he can’t breathe.

“Hi!” James smiles brightly.

“Hi.” Regulus whispers.

“Sorry I’m a little late, I was here… I was… erm… I…” James trails off rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Sirius snorts. “He was nervous and has been sitting in his car for the last 20 minutes.” He says like it’s not even a question and James starts to blush, and he glares at Sirius.

“Sirius, leave him alone.” Remus tells him. “Should we go?” He asks and pulls Sirius into the festival without giving anyone a chance to answer. Regulus and James fall into step behind them.

It’s only quiet for a moment before Sirius turns around. “So, should we start with baby pictures or embarrassing stories from his childhood?” He asks James with a cheeky grin and Regulus’ eyes grow wide with panic. “Oh, calm down, Reggie. Like he hasn’t already heard embarrassing stories from your childhood.” Sirius smirks and Regulus freezes.

Remus grabs Sirius’ shoulders and turns him back around. “Leave them alone.” He hisses in Sirius' ear as they continue walking.

Regulus and James wait a moment longer, then followed behind them. “I haven’t heard embarrassing stories about you.” James tries to reassure him and Regulus huffs disbelievingly. “I really haven’t. Honestly, he would probably be embarrassed for you to find out how much he gushes about you. He’s only ever told us how great you are. It’s actually kind of intimidating.” James clears his throat. “It could erm… could probably make some guys feel a little insecure and really nervous to be around you…” James trails off.

Regulus stops and looks at James. “You…?” Regulus starts to ask, and James give him a shy shrug. Regulus narrows his eyes incredulously and James purses his lips to the side sheepishly. They exchange several glances with varying emotions having a bit of a silence conversation that basically says ‘yeah, we’re both nervous.’

They both seem to relax a little and they start walking again. But as soon as they catch up, Sirius turns around.

“Okay, how about some embarrassing stories about Prongs?” Sirius asks, wiggling his eyebrows. “And I definitely have embarrassing pictures.” He pulls out his phone and James groans under his breath.

“Sirius.” Remus snaps. “Leave. them. alone.”

Sirius fusses a bit but Remus pulls him forward and James continues behind them. Regulus stops to linger at one of the booths and after a moment, he feels James come up beside him.

“We shouldn’t have done this.” Regulus whispers.

“Oh.” James says sadly.

“Not this.” Regulus gestures between the two of them. “That.” He waves a dismissive hand in Sirius’ direction. “I don’t know why we thought a double date would be smart.” Regulus wonders.

“Because he wouldn’t let me take you out otherwise.” James says simply.

“What?!” Regulus’ head snaps to look at James.  

“Yeah, he said I could only ask you out if he came with us.”

“I don’t need a chaperon, James.” Any remaining nerves are instantly replaced with irritation. “And what do you mean, let you? Like he needs to give you permission?”

James’ nerves also seem to be slipping away, but his have been replaced with a cocky, relaxed smirk that is only irritating Regulus more.

“What?” Regulus snaps.

“I agreed to a double date for our first date, but I also told him that’s all he gets. He’s not allowed on any other dates unless specifically planned or invited. No randomly showing up where we are. No ‘oh, that’s where I left this’ if we’re hanging out in the living room. No barging in or sabotaging us in any way… and he said ‘okay’.” He shrugs then pauses for a moment. “Plus, I was going to ask you out either way, but this way, any future dates will be Sirius-free.”

Regulus’ irritation is slowly melting away and he narrows his eyes at James.

“You think there’ll be future dates?” Regulus raises an eyebrow with the hint of a smile.

James smiles back and steps into Regulus’ space. He slowly lifts his hand and tucks a curl behind Regulus’ ear.

“Only if you want there to be.” James answers with a bright smile as Regulus leans into the touch.    

“Sirius! Leave them alone!” Remus voice breaks them out of their moment and they look over to see Sirius holding up his phone.  

“What? I need embarrassing first date pictures!” Sirius defends himself and looks at his phone with a huff, “Well, that’s not embarrassing at all.” He complains. “That’s sickeningly adorable.” James grins and Regulus leans into his side a bit, letting James’ arm wrap around his shoulder. Regulus gives his brother a small, smug smile. “Ugh, you two are going to be insufferable, aren’t you?” Sirius whines.

“Sirius.” Remus rolls his eyes and pulls Sirius away again. “Leave them alone.”

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Lord Black vs tommy boy. he never stood a chance

On my knees for shadow Reggie🧎‍♀️

From the fic ‘Only the brave’ by @solmussa on ao3! Who’s surprised at this point lmao this is my whole personality now, I don’t know how to be normal about it

‼️bloody version under the cut👇

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Prefect Lily pulling Sirius by the ear out of the girls' bathroom

Sirius: I was only improving the mirrors to wink at you. It’s confidence boosting!

Lily: It’s terrifying! Your reflection shouldn’t wink when you don’t Sirius!

Sirius: Maybe your wink is terrifying...

Lily: Your reflection shouldn’t flirt with you! This is Hogwarts, not a horror movie!

Sirius: Honestly, same thing these days...

Lily: Yeah that's fair. Can you at least make them compliment you?

Sirius: Deal

For the nest 3 weeks, every mirror the Marauders could find would shamelessly flirt with everyone who looked into it. The teachers could have fixed it much sooner of course, but no one minded very much.

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Slightly androgynous Reg is gender goals

Unfortunately, my Christmas mood would be comparable to that of the Black brothers having to return to 12 Grimmauld Place in December (but happy holidays anyway).