#dead gay wizards

[jamessluttythighs]

feign - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 348  - 14 September

“Don’t feign innocence, you prat, I know you took it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?!” James whispered, looking slightly panicked. He had been sitting across from Regulus in the library, pretending to study. He couldn’t let the younger boy know that he had been pining over him for the past two months. How could he? Regulus was his best friends’ little brother for crying out loud.

But sitting in the library, next to the massive window, late afternoon sun bathing black curls in golden light. The look of concentration plastered on his face. The slight stain of ink on his fingertips. The little fist pump and smile that only he could see when he remembered a fact correctly. James was enamoured.

Now as Regulus pulled him up out of his chair, his steel-grey eyes scoured the older boy. James felt only slightly less enamoured and maybe a hint of a fire starting in his stomach. “I know you took it, Potter,” Regulus accused.

“I promise I have no idea what you’re talking about. Swear.”

“My journal! That’s probably why you’ve been hanging around. Sirius put you up to it, didn’t he?”

Regulus’ hands started patting James down. Fingers exploring his muscular abdomen, trailing down to his thighs to feel his pockets. 

“Reg,” James said breathily, almost letting a soft moan escape his lips.

Regulus faltered, looking James in the face. His eyes darted toward the brown-skinned boy’s lips. It was only a second but James noticed it. James' gaze darkened, the want that had been building up over the months spilled to the surface.

Regulus cleared his throat violently. Blinking, he backed away as though burnt. 

“James,” he shook his head, “Potter, stay out of my stuff!” He didn’t bother to pack his bag, just grabbed what was on the desk and exited the library.

Stumbling into the nearest classroom, slamming the door, Regulus pulled his journal out of his pocket. “You have got to find a better method of getting Potter’s attention,” he said to himself. Pulling out a pen to recount what just happened.

[starkillersunseeker]

barty crouch jr lighting his cigarettes with a taser. reblog if you agree

[that-bitch-kat3]

sirius black is such an “excellent fun till you get to know her” girly.

[charbroiledchicken]

Evan: I love murder mysteries! Barty, trying to impress them: I've been a suspect in seventeen murder cases.

[wtchyvibes]

Barty and Evan at a house party at Regulus's place—they'd definitely sneak off to the bathroom to casually get high. (Though, I doubt Regulus would be too thrilled about it)

[marauders-brain-rot]

If you say rosekiller 3 times in the bathroom mirror with only a single candle lit in the far corner Barty and Evan will pop up behind you like some kind of gay Bloody Mary

[ultravioletbrit]

“metal” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 281 words

CW: lighthearted talk of violence, not explicit

Regulus is waiting at the table for James to come back with their food. He tried to go up to the buffet with him, but James insisted on going alone for some reason. That was fine with Regulus, the less people he has to interact with at these things the better. These work events are some of the most boring things they have to attend. Regulus would feel bad saying that, except he knows James thinks they’re boring also.

James makes it back to the table and sits everything down then takes his seat beside Regulus.

“Thank you.” Regulus tells him but pauses when he looks down at the table. “What is this?” He holds up his fork in question.

“A fork.” James answers simply.

“Why is it plastic, James?”

“Because when you had a metal one, you stabbed a guy in the thigh with it.” James reminds him.

“Well, these things are boring and the guy was badmouthing you. That was entertaining and I got to defend your honor. Two birds, one fork.” He says casually. “Plus, it barely broke skin. I could do significantly more damage with a…” he looks down at the table. “Where is my knife, James?” He looks back up at James.

“I’ll cut your meat for you, love.” James says and kisses Regulus sweetly.

Regulus huffs and slumps back in his chair. He picks up his spoon- his only metal utensil- and stares at it while he twirls it between his fingers.

“What are you doing?” James asks skeptically.

“Determining if I could gouge someone’s eye out with this.

“We’re not coming next year.” James tells him as he plucks the spoon out of Regulus’ hand.

[corvin8-0]

Regulus has a squish mellow that he like to cuddle with to sleep

James is jealous because he wants cuddles as well

Sirius makes fun of James for being jealous of a squish mellow.

[outromoony]

Remus to Sirius after the prank

[melstinybrain]

dorcas: why don't you smile more?

regulus: what do you mean? I smile all the time.

barty: yeah, when james is around.

regulus: I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

[vinylfoxbooks]

September 14 - Metal | @into-the-jeggyverse | wc: 319

“You have just as much metal in your face as my brother.” Regulus says in lieu of greeting.

James turns to look up at him with a grin on his face, “Hello to you too, Regulus. Doesn’t it look good?” They ask, gesturing to the new eyebrow piercing they got the previous day. 

“Good is subjective, I can’t imagine having that many piercings is that good for you.”

“You should know by now that I’m here to have a good time, not a long time.” They furrow their brow contemplatively, “Maybe one day I’ll finally convince you to get a piercing.”

“I’d rather not.” 

“You already have tattoos, why not piercings?”

“Because my tattoos are easily hidden by my clothing, it is much harder to hide a garrish metal ring sticking through my face.”

James shrugs, “Oh come on, I think you’d look good with a belly button ring.”

“Would I?”

“Got ya interested?”

Regulus shrugs, “You’d be the only person allowed to see it.” 

“Just like with the JFP tattoo you got on your hip?” 

“My brother still doesn’t know about it.”

James grins wolfishly, “It could be our little secret, just like the tattoo. I’ll take you to get it and hold your hand the entire time.”

“I don’t know if I’d take you, you have a weird obsession with my waist and hips, I think you’d be driven mad watching someone else touch ‘what’s yours’ long enough to pierce me.”

“I have self constraint.�� 

“I’m sure that you do.” Regulus grins, reaching up and brushing his thumb just by the new piercing, making sure to not actually touch it and be light with his touch around the sensitive area, “Do I need to pick up more saline solution for you?”

James shakes his head, “I’m good for now.”

“It looks… attractive, James.” Regulus hums, “I’ll see you tonight.” And with that, he walks away from James.

[that-bitch-kat3]

sirius: i kind of think im losing it

james: maybe… i don’t know how much ‘it’ you had to begin with though

[charbroiledchicken]

regulus "my crush doesn't like me i guess i'll just drown myself in a lake" black

[kathryn-maraudersversion]

Marauders quotes as things my friend group has said pt37:

Sirius: Why aren't there adult sized playgrounds.

James: Like, everything is the same as a kids playground but bigger

Sirius: why don't we have those.

Remus: Their called theme parks.

James: But you have to pay for theme parks.

Remus: That's the adult part.

[ultravioletbrit]

“vinyl” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 278 words

 

“Hey Prongs? Have you seen–”

Regulus instinctually throws the covers over his head when Sirius bursts into James’ room.

“Nope. Haven’t seen Reg anywhere. Sorry.” James answers without letting Sirius finish his question.

Sirius doesn’t say anything, and Regulus can practically feel him glaring at James even though he can’t see him.

“I was going to ask if you’ve seen my ABBA vinyl.” Sirius says slowly and Regulus can hear the threat in his voice. There’s a beat of silence, only filled by the sounds of ABBA playing low from the other side of the room.   

“Oh… umm… I… well…” James stumbles over his words and Regulus rolls his eyes.

“James…? Have you been fucking my brother while listening to ABBA?” Now Sirius’ voice is a mix of disgust and disappointment.

“No! Like I said, I haven’t even seen Regulus!” James lies completely unconvincingly.

“Hey, Reg.” Sirius says accusingly.

“Hey, Sirius.” Regulus responds with a resigned sigh.

“Really, James? ABBA? Not really the best bedroom music.”  

“You’d be surprised.” Regulus says, still under the covers.

“Ugh, gross.” Sirius fake gags.

“The vinyl’s on the turntable. Get it and get out.” James tells him.

“Suddenly, I’m not in the mood to listen to ABBA anymore. Or ever again.” Sirius makes a series of gagging and disgusted noises before Regulus hears the door slam.

Regulus comes out from under the covers and glares at James.

“What?” James shrugs.

“You are the absolute worst liar.” Regulus tells him.

“You’re the one who tried to hide under the covers! Like he wouldn’t notice that!” James huffs.

“Whatever. Just go flip the album.”

James smirks and gets up to flip the vinyl.

[reguluskeys]

i love scrolling tumblr with 96mg of caffeine in my system due to sweet tea while crying about jegulus and rosekiller

(shoot me my chest hurts)