#jegulus snippet

[accio-sriracha]

Because @bradleysass politely held a gun to my head...

SNIPPET TIME

This one is from (you guessed it) another unpublished wip of mine called "My Brother's Best Friend"

"Uh... help yourself to anything." Regulus paused as he gestured to the fridge, "Especially since you bought most of it."

Potter just chuckled and toed off his shoes, walking across the small, one room flat to plop down on Sirius' mattress,

"Thanks, but I already ate."

Regulus' brows furrowed.

So he wasn't here for Sirius or food? Those were the only two things he'd ever swung by for.

"Did you... Did you want me to leave?" He asked, unsure of himself.

Potter looked up, blinking in surprise, "Why would I ask you to leave your own flat?"

Regulus shrugged, "I don't know, we've never really spoken before and Sirius isn't here, so..."

"I know he isn't here." He replied, "I came here to see you."

Regulus was pretty sure if brains could stutter: his was.

Potter laughed at his dumbfounded expression,

"I told Padfoot I would try to get to know you a little better. He wants us to get along."

"We get along." Regulus protested.

Potter stared doubtfully at him.

In truth, most of the few conversations they had were arguments, particularly about Regulus not wanting to take Potter's hand outs.

He was otherwise usually set in his ways about ignoring him, Regulus heard Potter tell Sirius once that he was surprised someone could show so little emotion all the time.

Which is probably why Potter looked so amused now, staring at the blatant shock on his face. He'd never been caught so thoroughly off guard before.

"Right." He nodded, looking away.

He schooled his normal mannerisms back into place.

So what if Potter wanted to hang out with him? That shouldn't be that earth shattering. He didn't even care.

"Don't do that." Potter said suddenly.

Regulus looked back at him, eyebrow raised, "Don't do what, Potter?

"Don't shut me out. I saw it, you were opening up to me just a second ago."

And there it was, Regulus was floored again.

"What do you want from me?" He asked.

It was the only question that could make it through the spinning in his mind.

Surely Potter wasn't honestly trying to be his friend?

"Is it really hard to believe that I just enjoy your company?" Potter asked.

Regulus snorted, filling a cup with tap water and ignoring the bitter metallic taste when he drank from it,

"Yeah, actually, it is."

"How can I prove it to you?" His voice dropped a little, like he was sharing a secret.

Regulus felt his stomach twist,

"What?" He whispered, unintentionally dropping his voice as well, sharing in this strange secret between the two of them.

Potter stood from the mattress, walking over to their small kitchen with a determined look in his eyes, the same kind of determination Regulus saw whenever he made a bet he knew he could win,

"How can I prove to you that I enjoy your company?"

"I'm not a game, Potter." Regulus' sharp tone was back, "I'm not something for you to toy with because you're bored."

"This isn't a game to me." Potter's voice was earnest, the most genuine Regulus had ever heard it.

Potter, the man who walked around with a joke always on the tip of his tongue.

The man who called him 'Reggie' because he knew how much he hated it.

The man who's spent every minute of the time they'd known each other making Regulus' life as difficult as possible.

And yet here he was, so much honesty in his eyes, so much emotion in his voice, telling Regulus he wanted to be friends with him.

"You're serious?" He asked.

It was a test, he knew neither of them could resist the 'Sirius' joke.

Potter held his gaze, warm brown to cutting silver,

"Yes."

And suddenly Regulus couldn't breathe.

[jmeslovr]

Omega James snippet <3

NSFW, smut, omega james & alpha regulus, spit

Without much warning Regulus sticks a finger into James’ hole, and James cries out, the pain slowly replaced by pleasure. Regulus works his finger in and out with one hand as he starts to stroke James cock with the other. All James can do is writhe under him, begging for more.

Regulus stops his strokes to hold James down by his hip while keeps working his finger into him. “Stay still for me, James,” he murmurs.

James immediately does his best to try and be still, but it’s difficult when all he’s giving him is a shell of what he wants. “Please, just– I need more.”

Regulus slips a second finger in, then a third, and it has James arching, chanting “yes, yesyesyes,” his mind going to static. James screws his eyes shut, unable ot focus with the feeling of Regulus slowly opening him up. Its simultaneously too much and not enough.

After what feels like an eternity, James opens his eyes, tears threatening to spill. He feels like a livewire exposed to the elements. “Please, Reg, I just– I need you, need to feel you, m’ so empty, baby, please,” he starts babbling, not even sure what he’s saying, just hoping anything he says will get Regulus to give in.

Regulus lines himself up with James’ hole, and it causes James to let out a sound closer to a whimper. Regulus tuts. “Look at you, my needy omega, so desperate for my knot. Is that what you want? Me to fill you up so full? Knot you?”

“Yes, please, I– i need it, need your knot, will do anything,” James croaks out, bordering on a sob. He tries to push himself down on Regulus’ cock, but his hand on James’ hip stops him. James whines at the denial.

Regulus slowly pushes himself in, stopping as the head slips in. As soon as James feels Regulus inside he lets out a drawn out moan, vision going white at the edges. His brain is a mess of more and need you and fill me up and breed me and I'll be so good for you and bite me, mate me, make me yours. Something in Regulus’ expression shifts, and James wonders if Regulus can read his thoughts, or if he’s saying it all out loud, or both.

Regulus finally bottoms out, and its just the two of them, skin on skin, wet slick and sweat making it a slippery mess. Regulus is panting when he leans down, putting all of his weight on James to kiss him open mouthed. Its more of their tongues fighting than proper kissing, but its maddening.

Regulus pulls away, and James wines at the loss. He misses the taste of him. He wants Regulus to spit in his mouth. Regulus freezes, and oh, he must’ve said that one out loud too.

Regulus grabs his jaw rough, pushes his thumb to open up his swollen lips, slips it in. James lets him. He’d let him do anything. Without warning, he spits into his open mouth, and James groans. He might come from this alone. Regulus is splitting him open, and drowning his mouth, but he needs more. He must somehow know because he reaches down below them and sticks a finger in along with his cock, stretching James out even further. James lets out a sound he’s never heard before at the sensation.

Maintaining eye contact, Regulus brings his slick covered finger up to his mouth and licks, his finger coming out of his mouth with a loud pop. Regulus wastes no time before spitting into his still open mouth again, and the mixture of their two scents on his tongue causes James to lose control of his mind. He just dumbly stares up at Regulus, mouth still open.

Regulus’ pupils are blown out as he watches James, enraptured. “Swallow.”

[amorinthewater]

James is irrevocably in love with Regulus. He knows that Regulus is it for him. There’s no one else and no one else compares. He has known this and he can’t move past it. He wishes he could obliviate himself.

There’s a party, everyone seems to be here. James is leaning at a corner, drink in hand and head spacing out. His brain is on Regulus Black. He can see him from this corner of the room. Regulus and his friends are gathering on a sofa, drinks all around, laughter flooding the space. Pandora waves at James when she sees him gazing Regulus. Regulus turns his face to see who Pandora is waving at. Their eyes meet and Regulus gives him a small smile. James lifts his glass to greet him and then Regulus returns his attention to his friends. Some time later, Regulus finds him.

“Hi!”

“Hi, Reg.”

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Hmmm…”

“When are you going to scoop me into an empty room and take me?”

“Where is this coming from, Reg?”

“I’ve been waiting for you to make a move on me.”

”I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Regulus leans forward, lips touching his ear, “I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

“How do I look at you?”

“Like you want me.”

“A lot of people want you.”

“It’s true. But I don’t want them like I want you.”

“Don’t play.”

“Who says I’m playing? I know what I want, do you?”

“I do.”

“Why don’t you reach out and grab it?”

“Why don’t you grab what you want?”

“I’ve been bold enough for one night.”

“Why today?”

“I can’t take it anymore.”

“What?”

”Your stares.”

“That obvious?”

“Yes but I’ve had years to get used to it.”

”If you knew why didn’t you say anything?”

“I thought you might outlast it.”

“What? You?”

“Your obsession with me.”

“It’s alive and kicking.”

“Then… show me.”

“I’ve avoided you for this long for a reason.”

“What’s the reason, James?”

“It doesn’t matter Reg, I won’t bend to your will.”

“No?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because you would destroy me.”

“What makes you say that?”

“You’ll chew me up and spit me out and I won’t know what to do with all the little pieces of me.”

“You’re that afraid?”

“Oh, I’m mortified.”

“I thought you were brave.”

“I am.”

“It doesn’t show.”

“Not as you might assume. I've mustered the courage to keep my distance from you for years and I’ll continue to brave through for the rest of my life, if I must.”

“Don't you want to seize it?”

“I do. Oh, how I do. But I won’t, Regulus. I won’t do that to myself.”

“I assure you, I won't falter or give in.”

“I know you won’t, but you will break me.”

“Is that what you’re afraid of?”

“More than anything.”

“More than having me?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t understand…”

“I’m a simple man, Reg. I love carelessly and blindly. I don’t play games and I don’t lie. I’ll give myself to you and you will shy in my intent. You’ll think it’s too much. It will feel like everything and it will overwhelm you. And you’ll regret it and you’ll hurt me for it. You’ll grow tired of me and my affections and you’ll resent me. And because I’m soft and caring, I’ll tolerate it and endure it. And then, bit by bit, piece by piece you’ll have your way with me and I’ll let you. You’ll make me pay and that’s when it starts, although all the signs were there prior and I could see them. I will still think I caused it and push you away. I will retreat into myself and you’ll ignore me and I’ll never grow out of it because I’ve never had a chance. Since the very beginning. And I won’t do that to myself.”

He drains the last dregs of his drink, closes his eyes, and lets out a heavy sigh before silently exiting the room. Regulus is left behind, his chest heaving and tears welling in his eyes.

[snarky-magpie]

Thanks to @curly-chip for tagging me!

Tagging (if you want to, no pressure - post a snippet of the fic you're currently working on without context.) @starlightvld @aboutnavi @courfee

Reg: Hey.

James: Oh god are you dying? Should I call an ambulance? Are you being chased? Threatened? Is there an intruder in your house? Should I call the police?

Reg: No. Why?

James: You contacted me first. Thought something terrible must’ve happened.

Reg: Haha. I’m in stitches.

James: But not literally?

Reg: No, hale as ever.

Reg: Just. Needed to get stuff off my chest.

Reg: And to my horror, I realised the person I wanted to talk the most was you.

James: I’m honoured.

Reg: Don’t be. It’s the anonymity. It simplifies things. But. Your undiluted goodness has the ability to make me feel better and I’m not above using that to my advantage. So. Do your thing. Cheer me up.

James: I’m feeling flattered? Also, a little used. But I’m here for you anyway, Reggie <3

James: What’s wrong?

Reg: Do you have siblings?

James: No, an only child. Shame on you, honestly. A dedicated fan would know that.

Reg: Never said I was dedicated. But you’re right, I probably came across the information. And even if I didn’t, you have that spoiled only child aura. Fuck, I’m off kilter today.

James: Hey. I resent that. I’ve got a well-adjusted adored aura.

James: Using my supreme deduction skills, I pieced together this has something to do with your brother. The traitor.

Reg: When did I call him that?

James: Two days ago when you volunteered to share something about your family for the first time.

Reg: Do you take notes on me? Do you have a tiny diary or a computer folder titled Reg where you save every random piece of my babbling to pull out whenever it suits you to show off?

James: No. I’ve been blessed with terrific recall. Especially where the people I care about are concerned.

[paintmegrey]

Just a little Jegulus for the heart

"Even with blood drying under his nose and on his bottom lip, his hair a mess, sweat and crimson mixing in drops from his forehead down his face—all Regulus can think is how beautiful this man is.

It vibrates through his body like a sin."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57856558 👀👀👀

[reguluskeys]

Regulus writing James love letters, only signing them with a star at the end, because he doesn’t know how to properly express his emotions and is terrified of rejection from the embodiment of the sun.

James trying to figure out who wrote the letters and slowly becoming friends with regulus, and overtime hoping he’s the one sending the notes.

Regulus slipping up and accidentally quoting himself, making James realize his wish came true.

[thundersarts]

Hands slip up from Regulus' waist to his shoulders, to the back of his neck, diving in the grown curls at his nape before sliding to cup his cheeks. James does it so reverently. Not like he's holding something fragile, or fickle. Regulus always hated being perceived like that�� like something that needs protection, needs to be saved, that needs care and to be coddled. He's never even said out loud, but, somehow, James knows.

James doesn't do any of that. No. James holds him like he's precious.

James likes to care for what and who he holds close to his heart. He likes to protect it, and surely likes to pamper, to help, to care. But none of that is out of necessity, nor responsibility. James holds him simply because he wants to.

He looked at Regulus and thought, I like that. I'll cherish it.

[wordsofwilderness]

Found this beauty in my writing notes:

[ecstarry]

snippet saturday! thank you for the lovely tag, it was long overdue @del-stars

“I’m going to ruin Christmas,” Regulus groaned, pulling back to look at James.

He cupped Regulus’ face and offered a warm smile. “Is this the part where you tell me you turn green, furry and grumpy on Christmas Eve?”

“Come on, baby. It’s not funny.” Regulus’ laugh betrayed him, the dreamiest smile gracing his lips—James swore that was his favorite sound.

“Then what was that giggle?” James snickered.

“You won’t be laughing when I tell you this.”

“Try me.”

Regulus hesitated, biting his lip. “I have to work Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.”

James didn’t respond right away. He simply lowered his hands and tugged gently at the fabric of Regulus’ scrubs, pulling him close again.

[bradleysass]

James takes a step forward, then another. Slowly, deliberately. “You knew I’d be here.” Regulus’ jaw tenses. “And?” “And yet, you came anyway.” James tilts his head, taking him in, drinking in every little detail—the faint flush on his cheeks, the way his fingers twitch like he’s fighting the urge to reach for something. For him. Regulus glares. “Barty dragged me.” James huffs a laugh, because that’s only half true. “Right.” For a moment, neither of them speaks. The noise from the party fades into a dull hum. It’s just the two of them, standing too close in the dimly lit corridor, every unsaid thing pressing against the space between them. James wants to touch him. Just a brush of fingers, a ghost of contact. He wants to say everything he never does—that he watches him across every room, that his heart stumbles every time their eyes meet, that he’s so bloody in love with him it makes him stupid. Instead, he just says, “Stay.”

@leeny-leens (you said you loved the way i write yearning james. it's been awhile) @accio-sriracha @rosiesangel

[accio-sriracha]

@bradleysass SNIPPET TIME

(Thank you for the tag darling <3)

This is a little long, but it's from my Jegulus fic called "A Hostage Situation"

"Let go of him!" James shouted, holding out his wand, "Step back! Now!"

The man jumped backwards, holding out his hands. They were filthy and covered in a layer of grime,

"Can I help you?" He asked, eyes narrowed.

"Yeah, you can start by walking your sorry arse out of those doors." James tipped his wand towards the exit.

"Auror scum." The man scowled, shoving away from the bar and elbowing through the crowd to the door.

James turned to the other, slipping his wand back into its holster, "Are you alr-"

He froze.

It was Regulus.

"Potter?" Regulus' voice sounded far away, his eyes unfocused as he stared at James, "What are you...?" He trailed off, looking confused.

James' looked down at his drink,

"Shit." He took it from Regulus' hands, "He put something in this, didn't he?"

Regulus frowned, eyebrows furrowed, "I haven't seen you since Hogwarts."

James set the drink down, holding out a hand as Regulus swayed on his feet, "Come on, let's get you outside."

Regulus giggled, "You look different." He whispered.

James tried to smile, it didn't come out right, "And you haven't changed a bit."

"Potter, where are you?" Frank's voice came from his earpiece. James cursed under his breath,

"I got a situation. Give me a minute to sort it out and I'll be right there."

Another click in his ear, Frank's voice was irritated now, "If it isn't life or death you need to drop it and get over here. The target's missing."

"Missing?" James repeated, "Are you sure?"

"He's not here. We're spreading out to search. We could use the help."

James helped Regulus to a bench just outside of the restaurant, "Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible."

He turned to Regulus, "Can you wait here for a bit? I'm calling your brother to come pick you up."

"No." Regulus groaned, his words slurring slightly, "Sirius doesn’t like me."

"Okay, well I can't take you with me, so you need to-" James cut himself off when Sirius picked up the call,

"Hey, brother. What's up?"

"Actually, that's exactly what I'm calling about. I need you to come get your brother."

"What happened?" Sirius' voice switched instantly to concerned. James sighed,

"I'm on a mission right now, I found Regulus at the Draught of Happiness. Someone spiked his drink." He explained.

"What's going on?" Remus' voice came from the other line. Sirius cursed,

"I'm on my way. Hang tight."

James looked up at Regulus, who seemed less and less conscious by the minute, "We'll try. Get here fast."

The call disconnected.

Regulus' eyes widened, "Potter-" He whispered. Before James had the chance to respond he felt something hard press into the back of his head.

"Set the wand on the ground and stand up."

James closed his eyes, this was not how he wanted this mission to go.

"Potter...?" Regulus started again. James let out a slow breath,

"It's okay. Just stay right there." He held up his wand so the other person could see it and set it on the pavement in front of him, "You have me, alright? Just let him go."

Fingers curled around James' wrist and he was yanked to his feet, spinning around to come face to face with the man from the bar.

James' stomach sank.

He knew that face.

He'd been studying it on the case files for the last twelve hours.

"I think we should have some fun first, don't you agree?"

[jmeslovr]

Random jegulus snippet <3

He doesn’t know why he keeps ending up here, why James is always the one there to pick up the pieces, but he’s endlessly grateful for it. Regulus isn’t sure he’d be here if it wasn’t for James. It’s a scary role to play in someone’s life.

Regulus lifts his head from James’ shoulder but doesn’t pull back. Tears still spill down his cheeks, but they’re silent now, and James still wipes them away as they form.

He wants to say something, but he can’t, so he sits in the moment, breathing the same air as James, keeping eye contact. He looks down at his lips, and it hits him just how close they are; it’s possibly the closest they’ve ever been.

“I want to kiss you,” he murmurs quietly, the filter that’s usually present gone.

James freezes beside him, and he’s pretty sure he hears his breathing hitch. “Then kiss me.”

Regulus smiles sadly. “I can’t.”

Pain flickers across James’ face, and Regulus wants to kill himself for causing it. “Why not?”

Regulus can’t breathe. “You know why, James. I can't. Not yet.”

James shakes his head, pulls him in tighter; rests his forehead on Regulus’ like he’s afraid of him running away. James’ arms are tight around his back, holding him in. “You don’t have to keep denying yourself things that will make you happy, Regulus.”

He lets out a shaky breath and closes his eyes. It’s all too much. Not enough. He wants James to consume him. Regulus wants James to sink his nails into his chest and pry it open so he can take his beating heart for his own. Maybe then will Regulus have a meaningful purpose.

Regulus keeps his eyes closed when he responds. Seeing James is too much. “I will take from you, and take, and take, and take until there’s nothing left. Until you resent me for needing too much. For being greedy.”

One of James’ hands moves to cup his cheek, and that’s when Regulus opens his eyes. He wants James to pull him in and never let him go. “It’s all yours, Reg. Please just— let me love you.”

Regulus is crying again, and he’s afraid that he’ll start hyperventilating if he opens his mouth. There is something clawing at his throat, desperate to get out. It sinks its claws into his flesh, uncaring at the pain it causes, and climbs. It gets stuck somewhere along with the words he leaves unspoken. Regulus is sure that his guilt takes the form of it.

Regulus wants nothing more to give in. To start this with James. To stop tiptoeing around each other, ignoring the feelings they have. But he knows he’ll ruin it if he does now.

He thinks he and James could be a perfect fit. James has a savior complex and Regulus craves too much. Regulus probably needs to be saved. James probably can’t go a day without trying to fix him.

The truth is, Regulus has a carnal need for James so deep inside of him it’s intrinsic, and he doesn’t know what to do with it. If he lets it out now it’ll kill them both.

So they’ll wait. Regulus will keep healing, and James will keep waiting. Just a little longer. Just until Regulus learns how to pick himself back up, until he doesn’t need James to do it for him.

Eventually Regulus speaks again, his voice raw. “You know I can’t now. Will you wait for me? Just— it won’t be long, but I need to get better. Please wait for me.”

James doesn’t say anything for a moment, but he finally nods his head yes as he wipes the remaining tears off of Regulus’ cheek, just like he knew he would. James always says yes to him, especially when he knows he needs him to, so why would this be any different?

[ultravioletbrit]

jealous james plssss 👀

More jealous James asks!!  I love that you love jealous James as much as I do!! 💜💜

I talked about a bunch of the fics here, but here's a snippet from one of my favorites…  

“What the fuck just happened?” Regulus asks and Remus raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Why did he leave?” “Probably because he didn’t want to watch you dry fuck that guy on the dance floor any longer.” Remus says casually. Regulus grimaces, “Please never say that ever again.” Regulus picks up James’ abandoned drink and finishes what’s left. “And he could have cut in.” “No, he couldn’t have. Or at least he wouldn’t have.” “What? That was the whole point.” “You wanted him to cut in?” “Of course I wanted him to!” Regulus throws his hands up slightly like this should be the most obvious thing in the world, because… isn’t it? Remus gives Regulus a curious look and Regulus mirrors it right back. They’re clearly not on the same page, and apparently neither was James.   “Did James not know that?” Regulus asks. “How would he know that?” “Because, last week when that guy was all over me, James cut in, almost broke the guy’s nose then took me home and fucked me all night and there was definitely nothing dry about it.” “Okay…” Remus grimaces. “If I’m not allowed to say dry fuck, you’re definitely not allowed to say that.” Regulus shrugs nonchalantly. “Anyway, it was one of the sexiest fucking things that’s ever happened to me.” “James almost breaking the guy’s nose or the fucking.” Remus asks. “Well, both. But when he cut in. It was just… fuck, I didn’t know jealousy could look so good on a man. But he made it look so fucking good.” Regulus practically whimpers. "Of course I wanted it to happen again."

[marauders-bs]

a little 1:30 am fic snippit <3

James rolled his eyes. "What, so you stick your tongue in people's mouths anytime they kiss you? Who are you kissing, anyways?" "Barty gives pretty good tongue," Regulus said casually, enjoying the way James's eyes widened.

<3 i love them

EDIT: i did it

[star4daisy]

snippet time!

thx for tagging me @ecstarry @velanavis

James has always been a party animal. He feels like he’s back in college with Sirius, except his best friend is nowhere in sight. Instead, James is revelling with the men he loves. He’s never been happier. James has lost track of time, if he thought they had been wild during their teenage years, that was nothing compared to how hard Barty and Evan like to go at it.

Since using drugs or drinking is the same as nothing to their vampiric bodies, they choose the drunkest or highest person they can find before drinking their blood. The effect is instantaneous, the pleasure from the blood along with the high they receive from the drugs is enough to keep them partying nonstop. James wants to stay there with them forever.

He’s lost count of how many months they spent travelling and he doesn’t particularly care, not when he’s moving his body to the sounds of the beat while Regulus moves his hips against him, arms around his neck as James throws his head back against Barty’s chest, whose hands are moving all over both of their bodies as they move in tandem to the rhythm of the beat. They’re sandwiching him in the middle of the dance floor while Evan goes out to find them another drink. 

np tags: @v7lgar, @drowninginthoughts27, @rosiesangel, @dracure

[shoopsthereitis]

friday snip snip💫

ty @localwolfgoesawooo for the tag! im feral for yours omfg

here's a little exes to lovers fake dating jegulus <3

Regulus doesn’t bother turning around to greet him, annoyance seeping into his bones the second he feels James’s presence. The door to the bathroom clicks shut, and he quickly walks into the room to grab his headphones to drown the other boy out. He’s shuffling around his bag searching for them when James steps back out, fully naked. And Regulus, kneeling on the ground is essentially face to face with— “Oh, sorry. Just grabbing my wand,” James smirks, eyes wide but filled with mirth. When Regulus doesn’t immediately stand, a bit frozen in shock staring up at James’s face, the shit eating grin that stretches wide snaps him out of it, and he quickly stands up and throws on his headphones even though he has no way to play music with his phone still on the balcony. “See something you like, Reg?” “Fuck off,” Regulus practically snarls as he walks back outside, sitting in his lounge chair as James’s laugh echoes through the room. Damn him and his stupid body.

np tag: @arviyya @messymoony @sunfl0w3rmoon @rae-lune @residentrookie @messrsrarchives @xjustkay @microdamage @bluedahlia912