#james not wanting regulus to go

[lulublack90]

Prompt 30 - Draw

@jegulus-microfic December 30, Word count 402

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Regulus woke up with a jolt, completely disorientated. He felt like it wasn't the first time that night he’d done that. He felt the strong arms wrapped tightly around him and the burning body behind him. He felt warm from his toes to his nose. He snuggled back, greedy for more. The arms tightened even more and a soft kiss was pressed into his hair. 

“Morning, love,” James murmured into his curls as he pressed a few more kisses, moving steadily down to Regulus’s neck. Regulus shuddered. He felt wonderful. He knew it was way too early for all that, but he imagined this was what it felt like to be loved. Then James’s words wiggled their way into his brain. Morning! Shit! He had to go. 

He began to wriggle in James’s arms, trying to get free, and James instantly released him as soon as he realised that’s what he was doing. Regulus felt a pang of loss in his chest when the protective arms left his body. He was sorely tempted to dive back into the comfy bed, snuggle up to James and stay there for the rest of his life. But the others would be wondering where he’d gone. 

He began separating his clothes from James’s, making sure his pile definitely had his green Slytherin tie as he’d never hear the end of it if he turned up with a Gryffindor tie around his neck. 

James shuffled in the bed so he could see Regulus better. “It’s pretty early still,” He said, breaking the silence of the room. “What if I draw us a bath, and we relax in there for a bit before breakfast?” James screwed his eyes shut, and a huge clawfoot bath appeared before the fireplace, full of steaming hot water. Regulus looked at the enticing sight and then at James’s hopeful face. He’d been about to say no, but his traitorous lips had other ideas. 

“Okay,” Stupid mouth, he thought as he watched James slowly rise from the bed, his eyes sparkling brightly as he approached Regulus, leading him by the hand to the bath and helping him in. 

They sunk into the relaxing water and both let out a little moan as the water surrounded them. Regulus postponed himself between James’s legs and laid back against James’s chest, letting out a little contented sigh when those strong, protective arms came up around him again. 

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[deswhomst]

James: You don’t know how to cook?

Regulus: My mother never taught me

James: She didn’t teach you how to suck my dick either but you do that anyways

Regulus:

Sirius: EXCUSEMEWHAT THE FUCK?

[lexithwrites]

drunk regulus getting picked up by james because he doesn't want him to get a taxi on his own and regulus is just grinning at him and blinking slow and then suddenly touching james' biceps like 'wow you're really big, huh?' and james is laughing it off but dying inside because regulus is touching him

[ultravioletbrit]

“jewelry” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 386 words

Regulus is sitting at the table trying to read while James is puttering around in the kitchen. Regulus is desperately trying to focus but his eyes keep drifting over to James.

At one point, Regulus glances over just as the sunlight catches on James’ gold-rimmed glasses and Regulus can’t help but think how beautiful the gold looks on him. It’s a shame James doesn’t wear any jewelry. Regulus thinks he would look stunning with a gold chain around his neck or maybe an earring that would peek out every time he runs his hands through his hair. His hands that would look so good with a few gold rings scattered across his fingers.  

Regulus is watching James’ hands as he reaches to the top shelf, but a small glimmer of gold catches his eye. His gaze drops to where James’ shirt is riding up and Regulus’ eyes widen as he chokes on air drawing James’ attention.  

“Are you okay?” James asks.

His shirt has fallen back down but Regulus hasn’t stopped staring. “Yeah.” He chokes out. “I uhh… I didn’t know you had a umm…” Regulus trails off.

James follows his gaze, glancing down and lifting his shirt to give Regulus a proper look at the gold bar that’s pierced through James' belly button and Regulus can’t help the way his breath hitches.  

“Oh, this?” James smirks.

Regulus tries to say something, or at least pull his eyes away, but he can’t. All he can think about is how beautiful that gold bar looks against James’ bronze skin. Regulus was right, gold jewelry looks stunning on James and it’s criminal that this is covered more often than not.

After several moments, James clears his throat and drops his shirt breaking Regulus out of his trance. James stares at him shamelessly with one eyebrow raised and Regulus shakes his head to clear his thoughts.

“Sorry.” Regulus croaks. “I just uhh… I just didn’t know you had that.” Regulus tries to regain his composure as he focuses back on his book.

“It’s alright.” James shrugs. “Glad you like it.”

“I never said I—” Regulus starts to protest.

“I’m sure you’ll like my nipple rings also.” He adds casually and Regulus’ eyes snap back just in time to see James’ smirk before he turns away, unconcerned with the chaos he’s caused in Regulus’ mind.  

@under-pink-skys i thought of you when i was writing this! 🤭

[drowninginthoughts27]

very gay regulus black with absolutely no sense of afab anatomy who meets trans james and instantly falls in love prompting him to subject himself to watching hours of straight porn to try and (unsuccessfully) learn how to eat someone out properly

[courfee]

it's been exactly a year since the last chapter of Operation Walburga's Arbitrary No Kissing Ever Rule and I still miss it. This scene is probably one of my favourite things I've ever written and I've wanted to draw it for forever, so now seemed like an appropriate time

[ezkel]

hike enjoyer James asking Regulus to join him on a hike as a joke, knowing regulus hates walking, dirt and sweat. but regulus says yes, wanting to do something James enjoys with him.

regulus ends up wheezing, he's covered in dirt, mud and he has sticks in his hair, not enjoying it in the slightest. but he never complains, the happiness on James' face is worth the horrors of hiking

he ends up joining James on his hikes occasionally. giving himself at least half a year to recover physically and mentally from eight hours of walking, everyday, for several days to a week at a time. the end of each day not being a break for him as he's having to sleep in a tent.

James is overjoyed that Regulus is joining him, he knows regulus is only doing this for him and he's told regulus multiple times that he doesn't have to come but regulus comes anyway.

James looks at regulus who has his strawhat's chinstrap tightened to his chin, his cheeks red from exhaustion and sun that got through the hat, his freckles forming to cover any skin he has exposed, sticks poking out of his hair even with the hat, dirt sticking to the new hiking clothes that he's pretending to like, and the way he falls asleep the moment they pull out the sleeping bags after the tent is up.

James has never been more in love.

[myfavcharacterdidntdrown]

Sirius: Hey Prongs, I hope our children will get along just like cousins, you know not like me and my cousins but like other cousins that get along so well, I always see cousins having a really good bond

James: Yeah I hope so too

*5 years later*

James: Hey Pads, you know when you told me about that cousin thing with our children *sweating nervously*

Sirius: Yeah what’s up with that?

James: I took your words too serious

Sirius: What do you mean?

James:

Sirius: James what do you mea- oh no no no no. Please don’t tell me that-

James: Surprise?

Sirius: JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER, YOU’RE DEAD YOU LITTLE BROTHERFUCKER

[calamitoustide]

like okay rosestarkillerchaser starting out as bartylus and jevan is messy like when it's jeg and rosekiller they're established relationships so it's different but the other way around... it's not that at all

jevan are friends with benefits who refuse to believe there's anything else between them (there is) meanwhile bartylus are together but also they aren't like it's so much easier to put them in that little box and everyone around them does but they aren't "boyfriends" in the way everyone else views them that doesn't stop them from being possessive as shit (especially on barty's side of things)

so when they see each other in a random bar bartylus are dancing but regulus' eyes are fully on james and he doesn't look away and evan's looking over at barty and they all think the others are in relationships because well... they're all jealous as shit despite wanting to get in the others pants like james won't let barty touch evan but he wants to touch regulus and barty won't let him get anywhere near him but he pulls evan into the bathroom to stick his hand down his pants

they're all competing and it's not like they are actually cheating because none of them are exclusive but it feels like they are and everyone likes everyone but no one is saying anything and it's all just a mess.... but also that's what rosestarkillerchaser is meant to be

[oh-phoenixx]

"Smoke"/"Change" - Jegulus microfic @into-the-jeggyverse - 523 words

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Regulus’s first Christmas at the Potters’ was not all that Sirius had made it out to be. Yes, they were kind and generous, yes, it was everything that he and his brother had dreamed of when they were little. But it was too much. It was too perfect. It was too good for him. 

At the moment, Regulus, Sirius, James, and James’s parents were sitting in the living room, drinking hot chocolate and watching muggle Christmas movies. 

“I’m going out for a smoke,” Regulus mumbled to his brother. He went into the hall and grabbed the cigarettes and the lighter from his jacket, and then stepped outside. 

He was leaning back against the wall, cigarette in hand, when the front door opened beside him. He had expected it to be Sirius, or maybe Fleamont, who had talked to him a few times and was actually quite easy to confide in. He hid the cigarette for a moment in case it was Fleamont, but instead, James came out and shut the door behind him. 

“Those things will kill you, you know?” He observed, like the genius he was.

“Really? I hadn’t heard,” Regulus muttered, taking another drag.

“Sirius smokes, too. I’ve tried to get him to stop, and Remus. You’re all hopeless,” James scoffed, though his tone was playful. 

Regulus didn’t say anything in response. He didn’t know why James was out here. Frankly, he didn’t care. He wished he was made for this type of thing, for Christmas and joy and a decent home. But he wasn’t, this wasn’t his life.

“I know it’s a lot,” James mumbled, his tone almost nervous now. “We’re a lot. It’s okay if it’s overwhelming for you. My parents won’t be angry if you need a break from it all.”

“What do you care what I need?” Regulus replied, glaring through tear-filled eyes, though at his feet so that James couldn’t tell.

“I care. I care a lot, actually. More than you let yourself believe, I imagine.” James was facing him fully, his shoulder against the wall and his gaze so fixed on him that Regulus could practically feel the weight of it. “Sirius might’ve acted like being here was heaven just to get you to stay with us, but it wasn’t easy for him, either. He didn’t feel like he deserved it. He was worried every second that our love for him was conditional, and at some point we would just…snap. Hurt him. It’s okay if that’s how you feel.”

“I’m fine,” Regulus bit. “It’s just too fucking bright and loud and- I don’t know what’s wrong with me, okay?”

“That’s okay, too. You’ll figure it out as you go. You don’t have to change yourself for your home anymore, Reg. We’ll change for you. We just want you to be comfortable.”

Something about the way he said this softened Regulus. By then, he had finished his cigarette. He dropped it and ground it under his shoe. When he looked back to James, soft hazel eyes met his, and he could have melted.

Maybe Regulus didn’t need to go back to Grimmauld Place for the summer.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 31 - Beach

@jegulus-microfic December 31, Word count 479

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The warm water lapping around him and the constant pressure from Regulus’s body made James let out a contented sigh. He’d never felt like this before. He’d thought he liked Lily Evans like this, but now he had the real thing. He knew it had just been wishful thinking. He tugged Regulus closer, his round arse bumping into James’s groin, sending a shiver through them both. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift as he slowly stroked his fingers up and down Regulus’s torso. 

He wondered if they could ever go away on holiday together. Somewhere warm, he thought, as Sirius always complained about how cold Grimmauld Place had been. Perhaps somewhere with a beach. Then they could lie out in the sun. Regulus would probably have to keep in the shade as his skin looked like it would burn easily. Then, when they got too warm, they could cool off with a dip in the ocean. He smiled as he imagined picking Regulus up and throwing him into the waves as he squealed in delight. 

“Do you like the beach?” He asked. He felt Regulus tense beneath him. 

“Not really,” he said after a few moments. “There’s little shade, sand gets everywhere, and I can’t swim, so the water is useless to me as well,” 

“I could teach you to swim, love,” James croons, taking Regulus’s hands in his, bringing them together, pushing them up, out and around to meet in the middle again in a crude breaststroke motion. 

“Where would we even practice?” Regulus asked quietly, watching his and James’s arms move before him. 

“The Black Lake?” James suggested. 

“The Lake! Are you mad? It’s bloody freezing in there!” Regulus snatched his hands back and turned to stare at James, water sloshing over the sides of the bath and onto the rug beneath. 

“Okay, okay, no lake,” James chuckled at Regulus's absolute look of horror at his suggestion. He thought hard for a second, trying to come up with a good alternative. Then it hit him. 

“Regulus, have you ever been in the prefect's bathroom?”

“I’m a prefect, of course I have,” Regulus scoffed. 

“Have you ever used the bath?” Regulus stumbles over his words as he realises what James is saying. 

“No, because it's like a swimming pool. That might work,” He said, starting to sound excited. “Would you really teach me?” James wrapped his arms around Regulus’s body again and pulled him in close for a kiss. 

“Yes, love, it would be my honour,”

They towelled off and dressed. Regulus left the room first, but not before James lured him back in for one last kiss, feeling his chest swell as Regulus smiled shyly at him before closing the door. James flopped back onto the bed with a ridiculously large grin covering his face. Yesterday had been the best day of his life. 

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[arcturism]

born to write about dead wizards being gay with each other, forced to have a job, responsibilities and spend my time seeking academic validation

fuck you capitalism (and people pleasing tendencies)

[vinylfoxbooks]

March 20 - Intricate | @into-the-jeggyverse | wc: 510

“Just ask him out, Prongs.” Sirius sighs, getting frustrated with James’ insistent pushing, “He fucking likes you, for some reason, and that’s not going to change if you don’t do an elaborate and big, weirdly intricate ritual to ask him out.” He moves to sit on the bed with James, because despite his tired tone, he can see the way that James starts to fidget and bite at their lip like they do when they’re nervous, “In fact, he’d probably be less likely to say yes if you asked him out with something big.” 

“I know,” James breathes, fully deflating into their best friend, “But that’s… I don’t know how to actually do it.” Sirius knows that they won’t admit it, but he knows that they use the big dramatic proposals to hide from the vulnerability of actually putting themself and their heart on the line. Sirius has seen them put on a character in front of the people they want to like them far too many times to realise that it’s anything more than them protecting themself. 

“You guys go up to the Astronomy Tower all the time, right?” Sirius hums, pulling them into his chest. He waits until James nods, “Just… write him a letter or something that you can give him if you don’t think you’ll be able to say it to him yourself. If you can’t muster the courage, just give it to him before you guys leave for the night.” 

James is quiet for a while, and Sirius is at a loss for what else he can say to help them. Then, “You really think that he’ll say yes?”

Sirius hums and takes a moment to figure out the careful wording for his answer, “I think my little brother is stubborn and unbelievably guarded, but I also know that he likes you romantically.” Sirius rests his head on theirs, feeling the curls settle against his face, “I think that he’ll not give you an answer immediately and he’ll take a couple days to process and work things through with himself. I think you’ll panic about that and feel like he rejected you and shut down.” He’s quiet for a minute, closing his eyes, “But I think, in the end, you two will get together because it’s what you both want and you’re both stubborn as all hell and alway try to get what you want.” 

James is quiet for a long while, and Sirius doesn’t miss the way that they try to regulate their breathing, nor does he miss the finger that taps against his thigh rapidly. Sirius puts his hand on their wrist, rubbing their thumb along it in what he hopes is a soothing motion. James hums. 

Eventually, “Would you help me write a letter to him?” 

Sirius laughs gently, “I think it might be best to get Moony’s help with that, yeah?” James nods, “Thank you, Sirius.” Sirius doesn’t say anything for a long while, but he doesn’t have to. The anything to make you and Reg happy goes unsaid between them.

[sheespi]

I imagine some marauders ships with (one sided) rivals to lovers like

Marlene was effortlessly amazing at DADA, Dorcas wanted to exterminate her

Pandora was a potions genius, Lily started having an eye tik of pure rage at age 12

James was the best chaser and one of the best Quidditch players, everytime Regulus studied curses, he imagined shooting James with them

[ultravioletbrit]

“bottle” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 224 words

“party” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 13 - @noblehouseofgay

Regulus is sitting on the couch trying to mentally prepare himself for this party. It’s not that he doesn’t want to go, he just doesn’t want to go. But he’s not sure how to explain that feeling to James.

But it’s fine. He’ll go, he’ll probably even have an okay time, it’s not going to be terrible, he’ll have a few drinks, and he’ll feel better and he’ll even—

“Ready?” James sighs and interrupts Regulus’ internal pep talk.

Regulus looks over at James leaning on the door frame, giving Regulus a half smile. “Are you ready?” Regulus asks curiously, because James does not look ready.

“Yeah… It’ll be fun, right?” James asks, sounding very unconvinced. 

“Yeah, it’s going to be good.” Regulus tells him but he’s also trying very hard to convince himself.

“Okay.” James nods.

“Okay.” Regulus half-heartedly agrees. “You want to go, right?” He asks after a few seconds of silence. 

“Yeah, yeah. I want to go.” James tells him a little too quickly.

“Okay.” Regulus says again. “Me too.” He adds quickly and they both get quiet again. 

“Hey, Reg?” James breaks the silence.

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to stay home, open a bottle of wine and watch bad movies with me?” James asks with the first real smile Regulus has seen.

“God, I love you so much.” Regulus smiles back. 

[musicoftheheart]

“bro, who got you smiling like that?”

the little gay wizards on my screen 🥰🥰🥰