#ft. regulus

[nxmvzo]

Reverse: 1999 Official Art | Vertin & Sonetto (& Regulus)

Someone free them

(ft. Vernetto sillies & Regulus)

[indixscamander]

where: around hogsmeade. who: regulus; @thelionshrt.

There was no way Indi was dressing up as anything but Poison Ivy from the DC Comics — yes, she liked comic books and Ivy was a character she resonated with. Not only was Ivy queen of nature but she was so out of love as respect. Not to mention she was hot. So was Indi when she let herself be and what better time than Halloween to indulge?

As she strutted down the street in the barely there costume that she grew herself, Indi was on top of the world. She could feel eyes scanning her and children’s eyes being covered by their parents. The smile covering the witch’s face was so big she hardly had eyes. The costume was having its intended effect.

She spotted Regulus dressed in flames with Loki sadly beside him. She wondered if he even realized how sad the cat looked with three heads. She and Regulus had been great, long time friends so she had to immediately go over and give him hell.

“Hades?” Indi glanced down at Loki. “What are you doing to that poor cat?” She leaned over and patted each head softly. “Couldn’t you do better than all this mythological …stuff going on around here?”

[xgeorgetteollivanderx]

Georgette began to fume so much so that she couldn't speak anymore. She didn't even understand why she was so angry. It was just one of those days and she wasn't having it. This was supposed to be a quick trip but the little gnome made it otherwise. Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head during the entire interaction.

Upon his mention of Georgette's mother, she gave him a death glare. No words. No one talked about her parents. Not because she cared about them but because they didn't care about her and left her at her uncle's feet. It wasn't like it was common knowledge but it always stung whenever they were mentioned. She had a hard exterior but some things penetrated it easier than others. Her mother did hate her. Georgette couldn't breathe but refused to lose eye contact.

She felt the vial leave her hand. At that her fist clenched. She wanted to punch him, show him who was boss. Her voice had lowered to a quiet anger. "I have to be polite? You're stealing all the vials. I assume the patrons would prefer to be able to retrieve their goods than worry about me yelling at a leprechaun."

It was almost too good. The woman had barely needed any pushing at all before she exploded off a cliff edge in fury, and Regulus couldn't hold back his smirk. It was so easy, and he had hardly a care in the world for the other patrons in the store as he continued poking the angry bear. "Oh, daddy dearest has lots of good ideas...it's hard to listen to him though when his dulcet tones are drowned out by my mother's shrill shrieking. Its a wonder I still have eardrums at all," he mused nonchalantly. "Your mother gave you 'rude' as a middle name? She must hate you."

Adrenaline was thrumming through his veins as she shoved him, and he shot her a shit-eating grin as she screamed, entirely unbothered by her sudden increase in volume. "Yes, you should be polite. You're bothering the other patrons with your shrieking," he said smoothly, continuing to pile random potions ingredients in his basket. With a keen eye, he watched what she picked up and as she walked away, Regulus pulled his wand out and subtly cast a vanishing spell on the vial in her hand. The rest of the vials were his, and he cast a quick protection spell over the basket to prevent her from magically stealing one from him.

[fiasco95]

Regulus on his way home from visiting James, his brother and friends in uni for the weekend.

James, drunk and full on sobbing: I miss my boyfriend! Come back!

James, holding his iPad with Regulus’ mid-laugh picture showing: Bring back my husband(boyfriend) from war (college) It’s been 5 years(5 hours) since I’ve seen him!!!

Sirius, Remus, Peter, Dorcas, Marlene & Lily:

Marlene: Godric, somebody do something about him!!!

Dorcas: Let me call Reg-

Lily: It’s literally 3AM?! Let him sleep! Just because his boyfriend is a clingy and dramatic mess-

Sirius: I’m going commit tonight, murder or su!c!de- I’m debating.

Remus: Sirius-

James, crying louder than before because he heard all of them: I WANT MY BOYFRIEND!!

Peter: Me too.

James:

Sirius, Remus, Peter, Dorcas, Marlene & Lily:

Peter, shrugging: What?

Dorcas did end up calling Reg in the middle of the night and put him on FT with James to get him to shut up so they can all go to sleep in peace.

[not-so-stranger]

i just saw a tiktok of alex warren's new song "eternity" over the httyd "you're as beautiful as the day i lost you" audio & immediately thought of jamie reuniting with reg in the afterlife & cried so hard i was gasping for air.

why am i LIKE THIS.

anyways - going to read choices now that i'm in the right mood.

[breadcat-xx]

@jegulus-microfic

17.01.2024 - dream - 403 words

Sometimes, James is afraid all of this might be a dream.

He’s always lived a pretty happy life. He grew up in a warm, loving home with parents who were well-off. He had the best of friends back at Hogwarts and keeps in touch with many of them even now. He likes his job, married the love of his life and they moved into the cosiest of homes a few years ago.

He truly hadn’t believed he could become any happier. And then Harry was born.

James can’t put into words how overwhelmed he feels with love and affection as he watches Regulus feed their boy spoonfuls of the baby food he prepared earlier.

Harry’s chubby cheeks are covered in the green sludge, and his husband has seemingly given up on cleaning them in between bites. James can’t blame him. It’s a rather useless undertaking.

Regulus hums interestedly as Harry babbles nonsensically, and all James can do is watch him in silence. His lover is tired, he can tell, but being the amazing father he is, he puts in unshakable effort when it comes to caring for their son.

It’s inspiring. James finds himself falling in love all over again as he watches him flourish in his role as a parent.

Once the bowl of food has been emptied, Regulus wipes a satisfied Harry’s cheeks one last time and then lifts him out of his seat.

“Let’s go pick out an outfit for Teddy’s birthday party, huh?” He says, smiling at their son as he leans against his chest. “Oh, Jamie, let’s put him in those little overalls we got him, Sirius is going to lose his mi— Are you crying?”

James blinks rapidly in an attempt to get rid of the tears that have started to form in the corners of his eyes. He knows it’s silly, but it’s almost like becoming a dad has made him so much more emotional.

Regulus walks up to him, and when he comes to a stop next to his chair, James wraps an arm around him and allows Harry to reach for his glasses.

“I’m just really happy…” He whispers.

Regulus huffs and looks rather amused by his explanation. “You’re a huge sap, Potter.” He says, but he does lean in to press a comforting kiss to his forehead.

This time around, James is one hundred percent certain; this is what peak happiness feels like.

[xgeorgetteollivanderx]

Instead of out front in the store, Georgette had decided to spend time in the back working on her own wands. The wands no one knew about. She could hear the jingle of the door of anyone came in yet she hoped against hope that no one did. She was in her element in the back of the store creating. She didn’t even know how many she had made at that point. She’d been making them since she was sixteen — without Garrick’s knowledge. The only wand he knew about was Georgette’s personal wand she’d made for herself. Her uncle was rather scared at how good her skills were — something she clung to.

She loved the ways wands worked. How they found the right witch or wizard. And, most importantly, how they were pieced together to create something powerful. No wand was the same just as no person was the same. Finding the right wand was like a dance between two partners. It was beautiful. And if Georgette was sentimental about anything it was that.

That stupid jingle finally happened. She dusted her hands off on her jeans as she stepped behind the desk into the store proper only to be greeted by an insulting question. “Ollivander is standing right in front of you,” she said with a deadpan expression.

who: @xgeorgetteollivanderx when: Late morning where: Olivanders Wand Shop

Regulus was desperate. He was very quickly running out of options for his father, ones that his father would find acceptable anyway. He knew deep down, that he was going to have to put his foot down, he was going to have to get a healer to see his father, and it wasn't going to go over well. Regulus only hope to lessen that argument was to truly exhaust all options. Thats what leads him to Olivanders. He never paid much attention to wand lore or what each wand meant, he did however, know that his wasn't meant for healing spells. The Blacks had a long string of wands meant for battles, leading, healing was too...Less than to be acceptable and fit properly into their family. Regulus was desperate though, and if that meant being seen as less than for something as major as saving his father? Well he was going to do it. It was family and nothing was more important than family. He steps into Olivanders in the late morning and he isn't the slightest bit patient when he walks up to the front counter, he also isn't very polite to the girl behind it. "Please tell me Olivanders here today." Its not that he likes the guy, if Regulus was honest, he had scared him when he was a child coming for his first wand. But Regulus could at least trust that he knew his stuff.

[florsial]

Aphrodite's Fool and the Deadman's Husband

"I’ll stand by his grave  and remember his name. The way his ring was grey, like his eyes now."

Barty has become accustomed to the glint in Regulus' eyes when he gets up the no good. Years of being friends and boyfriends do that to you. When a plain grey turns into a shiny silver from the light of mischief becoming prominent.

It had been the first thing that made him as pathetically in love as he is now. When Regulus' eyes shined with the idea of an escape plan out of detention, one that would leave a mess that could not be pinned to the group of Slytherins and their token Ravenclaw back in their 3rd year, Barty was a goner since.

He stops seeing the beautiful silver when Regulus gets the dark mark. The other was always seemingly in his head or in his music sheets.

"The way his love was like water, Flowing freely through the bed."

Barty gets dreams of Regulus when his disappearance is marked as death. They are all the same visions of a contorting body, his ears filled with moans and screams so loud that he can't tell if they are hurting his ears or throat.

"I was a thirsty boy then,  and now I am a dying man. I beg in front of Aphrodite, pleading for water."

He doesn't want to count how many days it's been. But his mind continuously does so. It's been 14 years. All 5,110 days he recounts with the vivid memories of no Regulus around. Barty fears he might be forgetting how his lover's eyes would be a light grey when he's feeling mischievous, the long painted nails with black polish, and the original soft black of Regulus' eyes. He feels he's forgetting but he doesn't know what, nor does he want to know what. Fearing it would confirm his fading memory.

Barty just wants Regulus again, to touch him, to hold him, to talk to him. He wants Regulus again. He needs him. Just once more. Just to hear him as well, the way he would chuckle in amusement, the hushed whispers where he would pour his heart out to Barty, and just the way he would call him, "My love."

It becomes more unbearable when Barty finds himself on his knees, praying to the muggles' god with a cheap and worn-down plastic cross he found on the ground clasped so tightly in his hand until his palms and knees are red and blue, bruised and rendering him in pain the next morning. Pleading for a chance to see or hear his lover once more. Pleading for Regulus to just show up and take him away from this imperious hell of the same walls he had always felt so alone in.

He can only beg.

"She laughs because she cannot give it to me. His death was always meant to be."

[starzzmissthesun]

As requested, here's Harley Quinn and joker bartylus!!!

[danceinthunder]

That new song by Hozier that’s about to come out - Nobody’s Soldier - is super Regulus coded. It is his song, I’ll fight for it.

[xrodolphusxxlestrangex]

[ END ]

( rodolphus ):

“Why is it the hermit rat?” Rodolphus asked himself out loud, still leaned back in his chair. Regulus was harmless but that was part of the problem. He was a little thing that didn’t do much of anything. He hardly talked. He didn’t take action. He was a lump. If he wasn’t a Black Rodolphus would have told him to fuck off right then and there – but he didn’t have to play nice.

If there was anything he hated it was people apologizing. Just do the damn thing, no apologies. If you have to apologize then it’s not worth it. “If you were really sorry you wouldn’t have decided to sit down. Just make a decision to sit down and do it.” He grumbled, “Even if it’s next to me.” Rodolphus said, eyes closed, falling more into the chair.

Regulus kept driveling. Rodolphus finally sat up and looked at him. “Stop. Your. Bitching.” He glared into Regulus’ eyes. “I don’t care that you hate crowds, you little hermit rat. I don’t. Man the fuck up and learn to deal with life whether you like it or not.” He felt like he was talking to his brother. He hated talking to his brother.

“Whatever ‘problems’” he used air quotes, “you have, swallow them whole and tell them to shut the fuck up. Got it?”

✨

         if someone would’ve given regulus the choice between facing against the inferi or keep trying to hold a conversation with the purebloods at this place, he would’ve picked the inferi again. as he tried to stifle a laugh, regulus wondered why his uncle cygnus had allowed the match between rodolphus and bellatrix, in regulus opinion they were much better choices that whatever the lestrange heir was, but then again nobody ever asked for regulus opinion.

         stars, did the whining ever stopped? regulus wondered as he blinked at rodolphus' words. maybe to others rodolphus did came off as intimidating, but being raised by walburga black equaled a life spent dodging objects —made out of glass most of the time— sometimes it was sirius moving regulus out of the way as children, or even taking the hit himself, so regulus was trying really hard to stop himself from snickering. maybe hanging out with sirius was starting to rub off on him. he could not wait to tell his brother about this.

         for a moment regulus considered that maybe this had been his uncle's plan all along, a chance to protect his daughter, a final gift for bellatrix, that if it came down to it, she would've been able to take him on easily. maybe it wasn't a bad match after all. regulus realized he had check out for most of the interaction, so he blinked a few times to bring himself to reality. he smacked his palms against his thighs and used the leverage to stand up from his position on the couch.

         ❝welp, someone's in a mood❞ regulus said with a smile so much like sirius', the universe really did not want people forgetting they were brothers, ❝i'll leave you to it...❞ and walked away, maybe he would be lucky and run into lucius.

[adharastarlight]

When you go into public and the public has the nerve to be there:

[indixscamander]

✵

who spends hours putting up lights only to get tangled in them and storm off? the only reason regulus tries is because indi begs. it doesn't end up working out.

who accidentally eats a whole box of christmas chocolates in one sitting? indi.

who insists on watching the cheesy hallmark christmas movies? indi, of course.

who insists on playing nothing but michael buble in the few days running up to christmas? indi and regulus hates it.

who gets their presents wrapped at the mall so the other can't go snooping? regulus.

who insists on making snow angels? indi.

who put christmas outfits on all the pets? indi.

do they go to family’s or have a quiet day in? they visit indi's family's home.

who insists on wearing matching ugly christmas jumpers? indi, of course.

who waits up until midnight to give the other their present? indi.

who insists on hand-made presents only one year? indi.

who puts mistletoe on every door frame? regulus. he can't get enough of indi's kisses.

who gets too drunk at the work christmas party and has to be picked up at 9:15pm? indi.

who gets angry and almost tells kids that santa isn't real? regulus. indi punches his shoulder because of it.

@thelionshrt

[impcrios]

@rest1essly

where : bonfire .

regulus had never been able to give up smoking, a commoner trait, he though of his father saying in the back of his head, but he put the cigarette in between his mouth and lit it with his wand. it was quiet here, his parents somewhere else, while he loved them, he needed to be away from them, his eyes always searching out for sirius. he looks to his other side and sees remus, his armour tightens, and he breathes deep, "what do you want lupin?" he asks.

[swanandstar]

marauders as TTPD songs pt 1

Fortnight (feat Post Malone): This song is so Jegulus coded. Regulus as Taylor and James as Post Malone. The first lines are so Regulus. “I was supposed to be sent away but they forgot to come and get me/ I was a functioning alcoholic/ ‘til nobody noticed my new aesthetic.” The people that forgot to come and get him are his parents and the functioning alcoholic but us after him and James breaking up being self destructive.

The chorus is James and Regulus interacting “And for a fortnight there, we were forever/ Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather/ Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors/ Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her.” Regulus is jealous of Lily and bringing up him and James’s past.

“I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary/ And I love you, it's ruining my life” The miracle move on drug is a rebound like Barty but Barty is cheating with Evan which ties into the later line “my husband is cheating, I wanna kill him.” “I love you it’s ruining my life” is because all he can think about is James and their past. James repeats it because he’s still in love with Regulus even though he is with Lily.

The last couple of lines “Thought of callin' ya, but you won't pick up/ 'Nother fortnight lost in America/ Move to Florida, buy the car you want/ But it won't start up 'til you touch, touch, touch me” is James talking to Regulus. He wants to rekindle their relationship but he doesn’t know if Regulus is interested. America is representing Lily. The last two lines are saying that he can do what he wants but not to do it without James by his side.

I don’t really know if this makes sense but ever since I heard this song, this is all I can think about. Please someone tell me i’m not crazy lol.

[blackstarz]

Not a strict jegulus hater but one of my icks for them is when people depict regulus as just like TINY compared to James. Like he looks like a child in comparison. Why.