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@jegulus-microfic 23th April - Resist
Word count: 284
(AU: no Voldemort, housemates)
James is often described as an open book. Caring, sweet, happy, cheerful, impulsive. There's just one chapter of him, that he's ripped out and tucked carefully into the covers, so nobody would know.
James is not known well for resisting temptations. When they were at school, he never passed on an opportunity to prank someone, he never resisted the desire to go out and have fun with his friends. He never held in the words of love for his friends.
But there's one thing he resists, one thing that is written in that one secret chapter - Regulus. James is hopelessly in love with his best friend's brother and now housemate, and he's resisting the urge to hug him, to kiss him, to hold him, and to whisper sweet words into his ear.
It's hard to resist, when Regulus is so cute. It's hard to resist, when he has just warmed up to James, and started acting comfortable. When he lays on James's legs on the sofa in their living room and reads. When he sits on the kitchen counter and watches James cook.
What is the hardest to resist is when both he and Regulus can't sleep at night, and they meet in the kitchen, drink tea, and have whispered conversations.
But James is a strong man. He smiles at Regulus, he lets Regulus do what he wants, and he keeps his desires hidden.
Until he doesn't.
Until he finds Regulus silently crying in the kitchen one of those nights.
Until Regulus sobs into his arms, mumbling something about James not liking him.
That is when James finally stops resisting, hugs Regulus tightly, and whispers a declaration of his love into Regulus's ear.
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c0mbatchameleon · 2 days
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snippet time baby
Thank u to the lovely @ecstarry and @messymoony for the tags<3
He leaves the door open and Regulus sits himself on top of the closed toilet, blinking slowly like a cat. Oh, James thinks. Maybe that’s why they call him that. James smiles again and shakes his head, running the sink until the water heats and then wetting a washcloth. “We just need to get the makeup off, okay?” Regulus hums and puts his hands back to keep himself propped up. His head lolls a few times and James can tell he’s actively fighting the urge to make a bed out of the bathroom tiles. “Okay if I touch your face?” “S’fine.” His eyes are closed now and James carefully takes the boy’s chin between his thumb and forefinger. He stiffens, and James waits until he settles into it to slowly tip his head back towards him and wipe his face with the cloth as softly as possible. “Okay?” Regulus nods. “Feels good,” he sighs, letting his head fall back further until James has to slide his hand around the back of it to keep it upright. An air of peacefulness paints over him now, softening his sharp-sword stature as he sinks into the touch. He’s so lovely it hurts.
(from a fic I have no name for and have, as a true testament to my creativity, dubbed ‘unnamed physics fic.’)
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lexithwrites · 2 days
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epilogue
excerpt: “Has anyone ever told you that you’re bad in bed?” Remus asked, making James think for a second.
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Then you have nothing to worry about.”
SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT
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lulublack90 · 3 days
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Prompt 21 - Run
@jegulus-microfic April 21, Word count 898
Previous part First part
James didn’t come back all day. Regulus paced the small living area, doing laps around the sofa. He didn’t even know why he’d freaked out. James’s parents weren’t his own and judging by what James had told him about them and James himself as proof, they were probably perfectly wonderful people. But he and James had only met a few days ago. Gah. He continued pacing. 
Around dinnertime, Sirius and Remus returned with bags bulging with records and trinkets from the small touristy town. Remus took one look at Regulus’s limp and ordered him into bed. 
“If you continue to overdo it. It will take a lot longer for your ankle to heal.” Regulus had grunted and stomped off to his dark bedroom, his ankle throbbing. 
He threw himself on his bed and flicked through the films on his TV. Nothing caught his interest. 
A soft knock woke him from a nap brought on by boredom. 
“Hey, Reggie, feel like a chat?” Sirius asked gently. 
“No,” Regulus said bluntly. But sighed straight after. “Yeah, okay.” He shuffled over on the bed to make room for Sirius and waited for his brother to begin talking.
“So you freaked out,” Sirius said. Regulus groaned and dropped his head into his hands. 
“I’m an idiot.” 
“Yup.” Sirius reached over and patted him on the head. “You’ll be fine. James seems like a giant sweetheart and won’t have even thought about introducing you to his parents as anything but getting food.” 
“Really?” Regulus looked up, hopefully. 
“Why else would he have invited me and Remus, for that matter? Someone he’s barely interacted with. He’s just doing something nice.” Sirius patted his leg and left him to mull over his words. 
It had been over 24 hours since he’d seen James. Sirius’s words had helped for a few hours, but he’d started spiralling as he overthought every little thing. 
“Reggie, you ready? We’re going down to get drinks before dinner. Don’t be late.” Sirius called through the door when it was nearly time to go to the restaurant. 
Regulus paced the floor at the end of his bed. He was trying to decide whether to go or not. He checked his phone. He was already late. 
Quickly, he threw on the green shirt from yesterday that James had liked so much and hurried to the restaurant. He skidded through the door. A sheen of sweat beading on his forehead. He grabbed a napkin from the trolly and wiped his brow. He scanned the room, and his eyes landed on James. 
James was laughing heartily with the rest of the table at something his dad had said. Taking a calming breath, Regulus walked the short distance to their table. 
“Hi, sorry I’m late.” The beaming smile James gave him upon his arrival erased all the worry he’d felt since yesterday morning. 
“Not at all, darling. Sit, sit, what do you want to drink?” Effie’s smile was just as warm as her son’s. She flagged down a waiter, and Regulus ordered a gin and tonic before slipping into the empty seat next to James. 
“I didn’t know if you would come,” James said quietly to him. 
“Sorry.” He murmured, pushing down his nerves and looking James in the eyes. “I’ve never met anyone’s parents before, and I sort of freaked out.” James’s face softened. 
“Hate to break it to you, love. But I’m not that deep. You have to eat. We have to eat. I thought we could do it together, have a couple of drinks, and then go watch The Breakfast Club before bed.” Regulus snorted. 
“I really overthought this, didn’t I?”
“Just a tad. But hey, I find it rather cute that you’re that worried about meeting my parents.” Regulus peaked at the Potter’s and let the small smile play across his lips. James’s dad was currently in a dramatic battle with Sirius over who could pull the silliest face, and Effie was chatting with Remus about his practice.
They ate their way through three delicious courses. Regulus found it oddly easy to talk to James’s parents. They were so warm it was hard not to get along with them. 
“So, how did you two meet then?” Effie asked Sirius and Remus. 
“Well,” Sirius replied with his winning smile. “When your son tried to turn Reggie here into a snowman, Remus was called to come and check his ankle out, and we met just as he was leaving.”
“Wait,” Effie said, confused. “I thought you said your practice was in London?” Remus nodded as he swallowed his last mouthful of chocolate tart.
“Oh, it is. But Molly at the front desk knew I was a doctor and asked if I’d have a look before I went to explore the shops. I wasn’t in any rush, so I had a look, and just as I was leaving, Sirius walked in.” 
“Remind me to get Molly a gift before we leave,” Sirius told Remus, taking his hand and kissing the back of his hand. 
While his parents were enraptured by Remus’s tale, James shuffled closer to Regulus.    
“Shall we run away now?” James asked. Regulus’s eyes widened as he looked at the others and nodded at James. He let out a squeal of joy when James grabbed him up into his arms and ran out of the restaurant with him into the conveniently waiting lift. 
Final part
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Chapter 05 is out now. Read here.
Because Regulus Black was a daydream. And a nightmare.
Because no one had touched me nor kissed me that gently for a long time. Regulus’ touch lingered in my whole soul, caressing it and trying to burn it to ashes. I despised it. No. God, it was a lie.
I wished for it... 
I drew blood of him today, it tasted sweet just like the sweet taste on his cum.  
-James Potter.
Sweetest sin I've ever tasted. Ao3 | A criminal - detective Jegulus AU.
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n0blefl0wer · 6 months
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James refuses to pay for spotify premium, so he uses regulus’ account. One day, reggie shuffles his liked songs and it goes from Rachmaninoff’s Trio Élégiaque No. 1 to Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani.
It is this incident that made regulus pay for James to get his own account
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solarconstellations · 1 month
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James and Reggie doing that tiktok trend where two people are walking and the camera pans back and forth between them.
James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Regulus is already hopelessly and completely in love with me before it even starts." Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course James is going to be compared to the sun."
James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course there's going to be background wolfstar, dorlene, and rosekiller"
Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Sirius and I are going to start speaking French and James and Moony are going to get horribly turned on."
James: *points phone down at his feet* "Wait, can you do that right now?" Regulus: *off screen* "No James, we're in the middle of making a video." James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Reggie is going to slip up and accidently call me James after calling me "Potter" for the last 40 chapters." Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Sirius is going to go crazy as soon as he finds out me and James are together." James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Reg can't swim." Regulus: *points the camera down to his feet* "James, what the fuck, that was a low blow." Regulus: *with revenge in his eyes* "It's a Jegulus fic, of course James and my brother have a ridiculously unhealthy obsession and codependency with one another" James: *with love in his eyes* "It's a Jegulus fic, of course I love my star so much that I would live, die, or kill for him" Regulus: *drops the phone, only their feet can be seen as he runs to James* "Tu vas payer pour m'avoir fait rougir, chéri"
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evyltalks · 2 months
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Commission for @damagecontrol.jpg featuring James and Regulus from their amazing fanfiction ‘Divinitus’!
This commission was an epic journey—one of the toughest, but most rewarding projects I’ve tackled. Super proud of how it turned out!
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alpha-canis-major · 10 months
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The Slytherin Skittles sitting by the black lake
Barty: So Evan, about that date on Friday?
Evan: Shagging in the morning instead of the evening barely counts as a date Crouch.
Barty: Yes it does! Dorcas, shagging in the morning counts as a date right?
Dorcas: If it's just shagging and nothing else afterwards, it's only a date if you didn't share a bed the night before.
Evan: Thank you, at least someone agrees.
Barty: Fine, we won't share a bed the night before.
Evan: Oh you're such a pretentious arsehole, Reggie are you hearing this?
Regulus: Huh?
Pandora: I think Regulus is a bit preoccupied with James Potter and his current lack of a shirt.
Pandora:*passing him some water* Here, you look thirsty.
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siriustar8 · 4 months
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Headache - @jegulus-microfic - 235 words
Regulus had the worst migraines ever.
Whenever he as much as passed by a crowd of loud gryffindors, walked the grounds when it's sunny, or played a long match of quidditch, he always ended up with his head pounding and eyes watering, unable to move or speak. He would need complete silence, as little light as possible, and a long nap. 
When he started dating James, extroverted cheery bubbly James, he thought he would need to keep his distance whenever his temples started to hurt. 
But to his surprise, the moment he mentionned having a headache in the middle of the Halloween party, James dropped everything and pulled him gently towards his dorm room.
He closed the curtains, fluffed up the pillows, and pushed Regulus softly on the bed before tucking him in. 
"Would you like me to stay with you, or do you prefer being alone?"
"James, it's fine. You can go back to your party. I'll just sleep it off."
The frown on James' face was too adorable, when he responded: 
"Baby, that's not what I asked you."
Regulus couldn't deny that the mere thought of his head on James' chest already made the tension in his head lighter, so he pulled his boyfriend by the sleeve and settled next to him, content despite the pain.
Honestly, Regulus should've known that James would be considerate and lovely. It was James after all.
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darkcademiasss · 2 months
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I need a fic where Regulus roams around hogwarts as a black cat and james always feeds him and cuddles with him and he doesnt realise its regulus till the end.
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diangelosdays · 1 year
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✨jegulus✨
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emlovessid · 4 months
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@jegulus-microfic december 13, jail, 92 words
“Would you still love me if I went to jail?” Regulus asks one morning over breakfast.
James pauses with a piece of toast halfway to his mouth, “Depends what you did.”
“Depends?”
“Yes, depends,” James laughs. “I love you, but there’s some things even I couldn’t forgive.”
“Like what?”
James takes a bite of his toast, chewing as he tilts his head to the side, deep in thought before saying, “Like if you killed Sirius. Or Remus.”
“What if I killed Barty?” Regulus adds.
“Oh, love. I’d help you hide the body.”
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lulublack90 · 23 hours
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Prompt 23 - Resist
@jegulus-microfic April 23, Word count 648
As requested by @phoenixtears13 there may even be a part 3
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James stood by the quidditch stands, absolutely stunned. Sirius’s little brother had just tackled him and slammed him against these very stands. And what had he done? He’d reacted and swung them around, crushing him against them instead.
Regulus had caught him just wrong, right in the massive bruise hidden by his jumper. He’d growled at the boy. But as soon as Regulus had gone limp in his hands, he’d panicked and tried to find help. Regulus had asked him so quietly and sadly to let him go that he’d just dropped him and prayed the boy could hold himself up. 
James hadn’t been prepared when Regulus shoved him, but he stepped back when he realised what he wanted and watched as the strange boy literally ran away from him. 
The main problem James was having, though, was the whiff of night air and dark wood mixed with something lighter, maybe floral, that had lingered after Regulus had disappeared. He couldn’t quite place it. 
He’d smelt that particular collection of scents before, but he couldn’t remember where. He puzzled over it as he made his way up to Gryffindor Tower and the awaiting party. 
“We did it, mate!” Sirius boomed as he hung off James’s neck, a half-drunk bottle of firewhisky sloshing about in his hand. “Ha, did you see Reggie’s face? He was not happy!” Sirius barked a laugh, and James felt his body stiffen at the name. He couldn’t tell Sirius what had happened after the game. He’d do something reckless. Luckily, Remus came over and peeled Sirius off James’s neck to take him to get some water and food. 
James tried to join in with the celebrations, but he had that niggling thought in the back of his mind, and it wasn’t until he saw someones forgotten potions textbook stuffed down the side of the cushion of the chair he was sitting in did the dots connect.     
A wave of pure panic hit him. He must have looked a right sight as the horror of what those scents meant took over his mind. 
He had to get out of there. So he rushed up to their dorm room and locked himself in the bathroom. He started hyperventilating. He’d smelled that combination in potions class when Slughorn had shown them the mother-of-pearl shimmering potion of Amortentia. 
But how could it smell like Regulus Black? Regulus Black, Sirius’s little brother! Regulus Black, heir to the Black family! Regulus Black Death Eater in training! 
He slumped to the floor, head in his hands. How could this have happened? But nothing had happened, had it? 
James took a deep, steadying breath, raised himself off the floor and went back to join the party. 
For the rest of the night, he kept telling himself it was nothing. Sure, it was a strange combination of scents, but there must be someone else out there that smelled the same, right? 
By the time he went to bed, he couldn’t get Regulus out of his mind. He had to see him. He was sure it was all a misunderstanding. Unable to resist, he pulled out the Marauders Map and whispered to it while tapping his wand against the parchment.
“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” He watched the inky lines spread over the parchment and reveal the enchanted map of Hogwarts. 
He scanned it, trying to find the little marker that read Regulus Black. He wasn’t in the dungeons or out at the quidditch pitch or anywhere on the lower floors. Surely, at this time of night and after the team’s loss, he should be in bed. He was about to give up when his eyes flickered past a long name at the top of the Astronomy Tower. ‘Regulus Black’, written in Sirius’s elegant script. 
James barely thought about it and, grabbing his invisibility cloak, hurried towards the name. 
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The first time it happened James felt weak on his knees. Glassy grey eyes, pouty cherry lips trembling violenty. Deep frown sitting on that pretty, pretty face.
It was all wrong. James wanted to vanish it.
"Please, James," Regulus whispered softly. His eyes were swimming with tears.
"Love," James sighed, "We already have four cats."
"But, look at her," Reg begged, "She's lovely. And lonely. Poor little thing. I even named her. Rosie."
"Love--" James opened his mouth but shut it pretty quickly. Because tears were running down on Reg's cheeks now. Fuck, it was painful to look. James' heart shattered.
"Okay. Alright," James said too quickly. "Anything. We are keeping her. Please don't cry love."
Regulus blinked slowly clutching the tiny black kitten into his chest tightly. Rosie just sat there without a worry of the world. Quite cozy in his dad's hands. Seemed like she already loved Regulus. God, she even has grey eyes..
"Can we really keep her?"
"Yes, we can love."
Regulus smiled triumphly. With a cheeky grin he wipped away his tears and smirked lightly.
"Love!" James stepped forward, mouth wide open. "Oh my god, you can't do that."
"I didn't do anything." Regulus answered kissing the little cat.
"You fake cried." James complained with a pout.
Regulus laughed. It was like music for James' ears. God, his husband's beautiful. He might need to marry him again.
"Not my fault you fall for it every time."
And that's how the Black-Potter household end up with tiny kittens every time.
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n0blefl0wer · 5 months
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Me at any given time: no one in this coffee shop knows I’m reading smut about Harry Potter’s dad and the twink with the locket
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