#jealous james potter

[my-castles-crumbling]

body - @jegulus-microfic - 216

"I am going to kill you, Potter!" Regulus yelled, stalking across the Great Hall and coming to a stop in front of James. "They will never find the body, I swear to Merlin!"

Remus looked up from James's side, looking entertained. "What'd you do now, Prongs?"

It was a fair question. More often than not, the reason Regulus found himself at the Gryffindor table was to yell at James Potter for one reason or another.

James gave an affronted look. "How dare you think-"

Regulus snorted, not in the mood to indulge dramatics. "He gave Alan detention again!"

Remus rolled his eyes and shrugged, turning back to his food, clearly deciding he was best to stay out of it.

"You can't just give people you don't like detention, Potter!" Regulus continued, furious. "Just because he's a Slytherin-"

"Maybe it's not because he's a Slytherin!" James interrupted, standing to face Regulus. "Maybe it's because- because-"

"Because why, Potter?" Regulus demanded, not quite believing him.

"Because I saw him kissing you at the party on Friday!" James burst out, cheeks red.

Regulus took a breath, thinking this through. Why did that matter? "What, are you...why would you care..."

"Because I wanted it to be me, Regulus. Isn't that obvious by now?" James sighed, looking frustrated.

Oh. Oh.

[closedownregulus]

Prompt: Feb 14th - Lips | 1183 words | @jegulus-microfic part two , three and four :)

Barty Crouch is an idiot. The first time James came to this conclusion he was only 11 years old and Barty was refusing to give him back his football cause “football is not for losers, weirdo”, since then, the thought crosses his mind from time to time – Barty Crouch is an idiot. Not only an idiot, but also stupid, not only fucking stupid, but also deadass ugly, not only ugly, he is also an arrogant piece of shit, not only that, he’s also a- argh, James could go on and on about all of Barty Crouch’s flaws, he could go for hours, days, damn, even weeks if someone gave him the time of day to do so. Honestly, he can’t think of one good thing to say about the guy, nonetheless, Regulus’ been kissing him senseless for the past 7 minutes – not that James is counting or anything – seeming fucking dead set on finding Barty’s hidden qualities, if he has any, in the inside of the boy's mouth. Not that James cares that his best friend’s baby brother has been snogging the most annoying man to ever walk earth for 7 minutes and 36 fucking seconds, like they´re stuck in a game of 7 minutes in heaven or something, or, more accurately to James, 7 minutes and 49 seconds in the deepest pit of hell – not that he’s counting (whatever).

Part of him, the hopeful part, is kind of holding on to the idea that this is some weird kind of practical joke Regulus is playing on Barty, he knows James' football story, maybe that’s the way he’s found to revenge him, making Barty fall in love with him and then leaving the guy tormented by the memory of a kiss with a boy he’ll never be able to have playing in loop in his head. Part of him, the protective part, hates that fucking Barty Crouch has even the memory of a kiss to play in loop in his head, part of him wants to yank it off. Part of him, ugh, part of him is scared that Regulus is not some boy Barty can’t have. Part of him – the possessive, petty and kinda insane part – hates that it’s Barty instead of James, who has known Regulus for years, he’d know what to do to make him feel good, he’s sure he’d figure out the right buttons to push in a matter of seconds. Instead, it’s another person in what should be his place, touching Regulus in places James never will, running his tongue over his lips and tasting Regulus in ways that James will never be able to – he hates to think about the sounds that he’s dragging out of Regulus, sounds that he’s getting to hear, swallow, save for later. Fuck. James might kill the fucking guy.

It’s not like James wants to be in Barty’s place - or whatever, it’s more of a protective big brother's best friend thing, he’d rather kill himself than actually kiss Sirius’ baby brother, it’s literally the most disgusting thought that could ever cross his mind ever, literally. Which, if he’s being totally honest, it does from time, but it only causes him to experience the deepest feeling of disgust, he can literally feel his stomach doing weird loops and stuff, which can only be translated to pure and utter repulse, literally. It’s not like it’s a recurring thing or anything, it’s just that he’s a fucking 17-year-old, of course the idea of kissing people he’s always hanging out with is gonna come to him out of fucking nowhere. And like, Regulus does have this freakish pink lips that look really soft and it's kinda hard to not stare at them when he's been going on and on for hours about some book he's recently read, specially when he keeps biting his lower lip every five minutes before saying the next sentence. Not that the thought crosses his mind in a weird, out of ordinary, creepy constancy or anything, really. It's just, you know, your ordinary 17 year old boy next door normal amount of thinking about kissing your best friend’s brother – which he doesn’t by the away, just, rarely, sometimes, in a daily basis, rarely.

The point is, James is Sirius’ best friend, and Regulus is Sirius’ baby brother, James remember him as a toddler, with his big grey eyes and messy dark hair all over the place, so of course he’s gonna be concerned about Regulus’ well being and not want him to snog some dumbass just cause he found the free time to do so. He wants Regulus to be with someone that is worthy of him, not that James can think of anyone that managed to meet the criteria so far, or that ever will. Well, if he stops to think about it, in an ideal world Regulus would grow old alone and a virgin, but is that really so bad? James will visit him everyday and they’ll play videogames and do star wars marathons. Fuck it. He’ll even listen to Regulus talk about his pretentious books and let him put his depressing emo music, he already does that all the time anyway, he might even sing some of the lyrics that he’s already learned from having to listen to it every time they hang out. Well, and if from time to time Regulus happens to feel kinda alone and horny, James would even be ok to helping him out with that, you know, in the sole interest of keeping him away from losers. If that’s what it takes to save Sirius from having to endure life as the brother in law of some dumb, ugly idiot, James doesn’t mind sacrificing himself for his best friend, call him a fucking altruist if you will.

James bets Barty Crouch has never touched a single episode of Star Wars, or a book in that matter, maybe he can’t even read anything with more than fifty pages or pay attention to any movie that's longer than one hour. Also, he doesn’t look like the kind of guy who’ll be able to appreciate Regulus’ music and try to actually understand and connect with the lyrics, which is the most important part to Regulus, he’ll probably try and change subjects every time Regulus tries to explain his interpretation. Basically, James is pretty sure they don’t even have anything in common to talk about, they won’t even be able to have a proper conversation! What are they gonna do? Just kiss the whole time they’re together? Every single minute without stopping so they can avoid awkward silence breaks? Ha.

The thought makes James want to instantly puke.

He hates this party, but he doesn’t want to, actually, he can’t, leave Regulus here with this idiot to do to him whatever the hell he pleases out of James sight. Fuck. He doesn’t even want to think about that. He hates absolutely everything that’s happening right now, but, most of all, he hates Barty Crouch. The reason? Barty Crouch is an idiot.

And he stole James’ football.

[ecstarry]

Fic: Mine

"Can you pick me up?" Regulus' voice sounded strained, sending a shiver down James's spine.

"I'm on my way. Are you okay?" James asked, his concern growing by the second.

"Yeah, just... I want you to pick me up. Just me, everyone else will stay here," Regulus replied, his tone tinged with an unfamiliar emotion.

James wasted no time, cutting the time it took to get there by half. As he entered the house, he immediately locked eyes with Regulus, who rushed towards him and enveloped him in a tight hug. In that moment, James felt a wave of relief wash over him.

"Love, did something happen?" James asked. He felt Regulus shake his head. But James wasn't convinced; he gently pulled Regulus away and held his face between his hands.

"Did someone try something?" he pressed, his eyes burning with fury.

Regulus hesitated before responding, "Yes." James's rage ignited, and he began to turn around, ready to confront whoever dared to lay a hand on Regulus. But Regulus caught his arm, stopping him.

[chasingthestarss]

Jealousy Jealousy

Just a little short thing I wrote because I wanted jealous James. It's really just a bunch of dialogue but enjoy!

Words: 955

Barty Crouch Junior was a problem.

A big problem.

The biggest problem James had ever had.

He kind of wanted to kill the guy.

James had never felt so violent as he did watching Barty lean in and whisper into Regulus’ ear.

He wanted to rip out Barty’s throat when Regulus laughed at whatever Barty whispered into his ear.

James knew he had no right to feel that way. He had no reason to want Regulus to not go near Barty. They were friends and James didn’t have any claim to Regulus. It wasn’t like Regulus was his boyfriend. And if he was James’ boyfriend, James wouldn’t have the right to tell him how to act with his friends.

He was out of his seat in seconds when Barty's hand settled on Regulus’ waist, like it belonged there or something. James wanted to cut his fucking hand off. Maybe then he would quit touching Regulus. Maybe then he would leave Regulus the fuck alone.

“Something wrong, pretty boy?” Barty smirked when James reached them.

What was he gonna do? Tell Barty to stop talking to his friend? Really why did he even walk over? What could he do other than observe violently.

“I need to talk to Regulus,” James said shortly, not giving Barty any attention.

Barty smirked. Of course he did. When was he not smirking at James? Like he knew something that James didn’t. It pissed him off.

“We’re busy,” Barty smiled at James and waved him off like some sort of child.

James wanted Barty to never talk again. Maybe he just wanted to rip out the boys vocal chords so he couldn’t whisper things in Regulus’ ear. Speaking of, that is what Barty was doing now, once more.

“Do you have a problem, Potter?” Evan chimed in as he watched James silently seethe over Barty and Regulus’ closeness.

Evan Rosier was also a problem. He was always talking to Regulus. He was always with Regulus. Why did everyone always have to be with Regulus? Why couldn’t they just leave him alone.

“No, of course not,” James muttered and stormed off to go find Sirius. Sirius needed to get Regulus away from those fucking Slytherins or James was going to rip their heads off. He couldn’t risk getting expelled.

Sirius was found lounging in Remus’ lap, talking to Marlene about something that James didn’t care about. Right now he needed his best friends.

“You okay, Prongs? You look pissed,” Remus asked, then looked behind James and laughed. “Oh, I see. Sirius, you're needed for Regulus retrieval.”

“Oh my god, just tell him you're jealous and quit bringing me into this shit!” Sirius groaned.

James may have done this more than once. But Regulus’ friends were just so handsy. Sirius was always able to get Regulus away, so James just went to him.

“Pads, please!” James whined.

“No, figure it out. Moony time,” Sirius denied as he leaned forward to place kisses on Remus’ neck.

James grumbled but walked away and sat back in his old spot. Silently seething as he watched Regulus lean into Evan, while Barty talked about something.

He lasted longer than he thought he would.

Maybe five minutes. (thirty seconds)

But then Barty Crouch Junior leaned in and kissed Regulus’ cheek and James lost it.

James stormed over, definitely shoving people as he did so. He ripped Barty away and grabbed Regulus’ arm.

“Sirius needs you,” James spoke sharply, glaring at Barty.

“Does he? I don’t see him around,” Regulus smirked up at James, his eyes twinkling with something akin to mischief.

“He does, come on,” James tugged Regulus’ arm a little, trying to get the younger boy to stand.

“I’ll wait for him to come get me. You can go tell him that. I’ll just hang out here with my friends,” Regulus retorted, shoving James’ hand off him.

“No! You can’t stay with them,” James replied.

“Why's that?” Regulus asked.

James froze. He looked at Regulus, really looked at him and saw it. Regulus was going this on purpose. He was definitely doing this on purpose. There was no way he was just being this antagonizing and mischievous for no reason. How many times had he made James jealous on purpose.

James spun to Barty and saw that he was also smirking at James. Evan too. So they all knew what they were doing. They just didn’t care.

“You were doing it on purpose?” James asked.

“Doing what on purpose, Jaime?” Regulus tilted his head in mock confusion.

“I wanted to cut your buddies hand off. What would you have done if I had done it? Would you have felt guilty? Would you feel remorse?” James questioned, leaning close enough that his breath could probably be felt on Regulus’ cheek.

“I’d probably feel turned on, actually,” Regulus challenged

“Oh yeah?” James taunted.

“What can I say? You’re hot when you’re jealous. So are you going to act now or keep seething in your little chair? Because I’ve been waiting for you to do something. I'm tired of waiting for Jamie. I have other options, Barty for example," Regulus gestured vaguely in Barty’s direction.

“Hell yeah!” Barty agreed moving towards Regulus.

“No.” James snarled, turning to him furiously.

“I told you it was hot,” Regulus chimes. James is sure if he was talking to him or Barty but he doesn’t care.

“Come on, let me show you how hot jealousy can be,” James pulled Regulus a little gesturing toward his dorm room with his head.

“Jealousy sex! Jealousy sex! Jealousy sex!” Barty cheered in the background.

“Shut up Barty,” Evan groaned.

James may hate Barty Crouch Junior, but that was some of the best sex he had had.

[hedgehog-troops]

people need to o hyoe this fic up PlLEASE

jegulus - fuck budides to lovers except theyre both alr in love with eachother.

THEYRE SO SOFT LIKE PLS.

[where-is-vivian]

my fic in a nutshell:

James, as he never ever interacted with him in his whole life: I really don't like Barty because he keeps hanging out with Regulus, and I think he's not a good influence for him. He's always touchy and flirty with him, when he keeps snogging Rosier like... that's not a good influence, he's not reliable. I don't like him.

No other reason?

James: No......

[reveriebystarloversss]

Reverie by Starloversss

Potter, what are your cocky eyes doing? Stop watching me and don't say anything that will ruin the moment like your usual, thanks." Regulus said almost cheekily, but it was his way of showing away his insecurities. He could make some cocky remark but it was his way to preserve himself. To not show his vulnerabilities. He bit his lips not really meeting his eyes.

"Oh I'm just stargazing Reg, don't you worry"

"You absolute idiot, lunatic git, did you became dumb? You can't stargaze in a fucking room. And I- Oh. Oh” his eyes went wide, bringing a hand to cover his mouth. He almost laughed at that expression.

"Well I can, because I'm admiring a beautiful star now" he whispered getting near Regulus and his eyes widened some more. Those beautiful eyes.

From Chapter 15 of my story ✨

[purple-vbug]

James potter isn’t the jealous type

Really, he isn’t. He doesn’t get possessive about his loved ones, Like ever.

He didn’t mind Lilly dated other people when he had a crush on her. It hurt but he was happy she was.

His long time best friends Marlene making other best friends? He did to, why should he be jealous about that?

Peter going out an leaving him to his own devices, good for him.

No, James didn’t get jealous.

Except when it came to the Black brothers. Those were his.

When Remus took Sirius away from him when they first started dating, he didn’t talk to him for a week. Until Remus sat his down to tell him that Sirius was still his best friend, still his person, Remus was just borrowing him.

It was worse with Regulus. Especially because his friends were way to touchy for his liking. (Looking at Barty)

James made it known to. To touch a black brother is to touch James potter.

[h-m-i-a-n]

The Sun & Wayward stars by TheBiButterfly has me kicking and squealing omg i loooooove jealous James

[rhetorical-conscience]

Regulus: I don't deserve your love.

James: No, Reg, don't say that! You deserve all the love in the world!

Regulus: You know that's not true, Pott-

James: You can only accept mine, though.

Regulus:

James: I get jealous easily.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Jealous

It had been eating at him. Consuming his every thought. Keeping him up and weighing him down with guilt. The shame was literally making him nauseous. He had to say something. He had to confess.

"I think I'm homophobic," James muttered into the still morning air, knowing that his friends would hear.

Sirius's pale hand curled around the curtains of Remus's bed, revealing both of their shocked faces. "Erm...what?" Sirius asked, sitting up and pulling Remus up with him.

"I...I think I'm homophobic," James repeated, looking down with embarrassment. Gods, how had this happened?

"Mate..." Remus started, gesturing at himself and Sirius, "....are you....what?"

"No, I know," James agreed, nodding. He had no problem with Remus and Sirius and their obnoxiously physical relationship. In fact, he thought they were cute! It was sweet, to see them so happy.

But Regulus on the other hand..."It's just...I see them kissing and I want to throw up," he murmured, half to himself.

Sirius and Remus exchanged a glance, looking worried, and James' heart sank. He was horrible. Terrible.

"Erm. Them, who?" Peter piped up from his own bed.

"R-Regulus. And the bloke he's with," James admitted, dropping his head in his hands. "I'm so sorry, Sirius, I'm horrible, I don't know what's wrong with me, I-"

But Remus interrupted, looking thoughtful. "Let me get this straight," he said slowly. "You don't mind seeing Sirius and I kiss?"

"Of course not!" James exclaimed, throwing his hands up exasperatedly. "You're my best friends! I think it's just people I don't know well, maybe? Or-"

"But when it's Regulus, you get upset?" Remus continued, a smile spreading across his face.

"Yes! Yes, I want to- to punch something, it's-"

"What about McKinnon and Meadowes?" Sirius asked, a peculiar expression spreading on his own face. Like he'd been hit over the head with a hammer.

James contemplated that. "No...no, that's..." A horrifying thought occurred to him. "D'you think I just hate gay boys? Oh, Merlin, d'you think I'm like...sexualizing lesbians?"

"You're an idiot," Sirius replied, rolling his eyes and laying back on the bed. "Actually, you're more than an idiot. Gods, how the hell d'you even have a crush on Reggie?"

"I don't have a crush-" James started arguing after stunned silence, but cut himself off as he began to think about it.

And oh.

It made much more sense.

He was jealous.

"Sorted, then?" Peter asked, getting up from his bed. "Because I want breakfast."

[closedownregulus]

Prompt: March 2nd - Pool | 742 words | @jegulus-microfic so, this is part four of my jegulus microfic universe. yes I'm going crazy. here's part one, two and three. this is actually part two of part three, I had to split it in two cause it was too long, so it makes a lot more sense if you read them together. hope you enjoy it byeee

Before he can stop to think about what he’s doing he turns his face to meet Regulus’ lips. Finally. His whole body, that he didn’t even realize was so tense, relaxes, and he opens his mouth, allowing the boy’s tongue to get in, to touch his, the contact sending shivers all over his body. James feels electric, struck by lightning, he doesn’t feel dizzy or nervous anymore, he feels sharp, focused, like he’s on a fucking mission. He brings one hand to the boy’s waist, pulling him even closer towards his lap, and Regulus gets the message, breaking the kiss to position himself exactly where James wants him, right there. Fuck. James’ not even sure if the moan came from him or Regulus, too intertwined with him for it to be possible to know, too desperate to latch his mouth on the boy’s neck to care.

Regulus pulls on James’ hair to detach the boy from his neck and now he’s sure the pitched whimper came from him, but before he can feel too embarrassed about how desperate he sounds, Regulus’ mouth is on his again, biting, licking, consuming. James’ lost, he doesn’t know which heartbeat is whose, whose spit is whose, whose hands is whose, they’re a mess. A mess of lips, teeth, hands, sighs, whimpers and moans. They’re waves. Crashing, so intense that they might break a third party that tries to intrude, destroying boats that dared to wander in their waters.

“Please” James whines, desperate, Regulus’ mouth on his neck, sucking, biting, hard enough to bruise, to leave a mark, to brand him as his. Mine. “Please, please, tell me you didn’t do it, tell me you didn’t let him fuck you.”

Regulus doesn’t answer, he keeps his mouth occupied on James’ neck, teeth grazing it's side, hands pulling his hair to give Regulus more access to James’ throat, thighs on each side of James' legs keeping James in place where they're sitting by the pool. Regulus is everywhere and he doesn’t give James the chance to ask again, covering his mouth with his own quickly.

James’ hands go to Regulus’ ass to steady him on top of the older boy and the younger one moans on his mouth, filthy, desperate, loud. James’ mind goes blank, he’s not even thinking when he uses his hands’ position to push Regulus closer, to make him move, to fit him just right. They moan each other’s name at the same time. James doesn’t think he’s ever heard something so beautiful, his heart clenches at the idea of Reg’s saying someone else’s name in this same tone, under similar circumstances.

“Reg, tell me, please” James is panting, he needs to focus, he grabs Regulus’ wrists to stop him from touching him, the boy tries to dip in and kiss him again but James turns his face “Please, I need to know, please.”

“Fuck this” Regulus says as he gets out of James’ lap and gets up from when they were sat, suddenly James feels cold, he can feel the sweat sticking on him, his ass hurting from sitting on the ground too long, his thighs aching from having to support Regulus’ weight. Out of a sudden he feels everything, and none of it is good.

“Why do you care so much, James” Regulus’ question comes unexpected, he was hoping the boy would just give a straight answer to his question or nothing at all, he didn’t think he’d question the reason why he’s asking. James’ not even sure.

“I, I, you’re-“

“See, you don’t even know” Regulus is standing while James’ still on the ground, he feels very small, like when he was a kid and did something wrong and his mother would come and lecture him, he knows he’s on the wrong, there’s nothing he can do but listen. He hates this feeling “What do you want me to do? Sit around and wait for you to figure your shit out?” He arches his brown, almost like he wants James to actually answer, like it’s not a rhetoric question, like it’s a yes or no question, like James will say how much time of waiting is left “Well, I won’t”

He turns to leave but seems to change his mind on the last minute, relief washes over James, but that's before the boy turns back to him and he hears his next words;

“It’ been too long, and it hurst too much”

[ecstarry]

OKAY THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY FIRST FIC!!

[padfootsvers]

Regulus: I'm seeing someone

Sirius: Real or not?

James "someone" Potter: What does that mean now?

Sirius: He hasn't slept for a week. So, Reggie, are you dating someone or are you hallucinating?

Regulus: Both

[maluceh]

more jily! and jealous lily :3

[pandorcas-endgame]

Sirius: You may be mother and father's favourite child but I'm Remus and James's favourite person.

Regulus, smirking: Is that so?

Remus: You know I might switch brothers.

Sirius, shocked and horrified: Moony, how could you?! At least I have James that will never betray me!

James, sweating nervously: I plead the fith?

Sirius: At least I'm for sure Peter's favourite person.

Peter, always down to help create chaos: Well your brother is better looking.

Sirius: You're all traitors. So mean, all of you.

Regulus: You know, Remus, if you ever did want to see what it's like to date the better looking brother...

Sirius: *throws a pillow at Regulus's head*

James, definitely not jealous: Now, wait a second!