#regulus black dialogue

[ddejavvu]

more…. sunshine!reader x regulus black… please… I beg of you 🥲

"I made it for you." You suddenly feel self-conscious, the beaded bracelet in your hand displayed less-than-proudly in front of a scowling Regulus, "But- but I understand if you don't want it! It was dumb, I'll just-"

Before you can slip the handmade bracelet into your pocket and scurry off, Regulus snatches it from your grip, peering closely at the silver-and-green pattern before sliding it onto his wrist.

"I love it." He murmurs, letting the most miniscule of smiles slip across his face so fast that you swore you'd imagined it, "Thanks, dove."

#regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black imagine #regulus black scenario #regulus black oneshot #regulus black one-shot #regulus black one shot #regulus black headcanon #regulus black headcanons #regulus black hc #regulus black hcs #regulus black fanfiction #regulus black fanfic #regulus black fic #regulus black blurb #regulus black drabble #regulus black dialogue #regulus black fluff #regulus black x reader fanfiction #regulus black angst

[once-upon-an-imagine]

I loved “Bent” and the small detail of the reader being sick all the time. Could you write a dialogue of Sirius and Regulus taking care of her when she is like SUPER sick (coughing,fever, throwing up, etc.)?

yeees! protective!Siri and protective!Reggie are my faves! 🥺 warning: sick reader and mentions of throwing up kind of a prequel to Bent

"Hey-"

"Shhh" Sirius told his little brother. "She just got back to sleep" he whispered as Regulus sat down next to him as you slept on Sirius' bed.

"I brought you some dinner" he said, giving him a full plate.

"I thought we would take turns" Sirius said.

"I knew you wouldn't go" Regulus replied. "How's she doing?"

"Well, her fever went down" Sirius told him. "She threw up once more but then she calmed down and I finally got her to sleep again" he explained.

"She's gonna be okay, Siri" Regulus said.

"I know" Sirius said, quietly. "It's just... why does it always have to be her? She gets the worst ones. It's never this bad when it's me and you-"

"That's kind of why it's always her" Regulus reminded him. "She has the weakest immune system out of all of us-"

"It's not fair!" Sirius complained.

"I know" Regulus told him. "I know it isn't, but there's nothing we can do except take care of her" he reminded him. "I brew a couple of potions for her, she can take them when she wakes up and she should be better by tomorrow" he told him, getting the phial out of his bag.

"I just... I wish there was something I could do to help her-"

"Sirius, are you joking?" Regulus chuckled. "You help her more than anybody. Even me. Every time she feels ill, you never leave her side. You have stayed up countless nights to monitor her fever and take care of her. You've missed classes, dates, and even Quidditch matches to stay with her and make sure she eats, and drinks and that she has everything she needs to feel better. She doesn't really want anyone else when she's like this" he explained. "Except maybe Lupin-"

"That's not funny" Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Sooner or later you're gonna have to face the facts that they fancy each other" he laughed. "But my point is that you are the best brother that she could ever ask for. Both of us actually. Don't say that you don't do anything to help her because you are the one that does the most. You've always taken care of us since we were kids and she loves you so much" he insisted, making Sirius smile a little.

"Really?" he asked, nervously.

"Y-yes" they heard your hoarse voice coming from the bed. "Reggie's right" you smiled weakly as you tried to sit up.

"Hey, princess, slow down" Regulus said, standing up to help you.

"You should be getting some rest" Sirius said as you coughed.

"I've been doing nothing but rest, Siri" you said, grabbing the glass of water from the nightstand.

"How are you feeling?" Regulus asked.

"Well, my head doesn't hurt as much" you said, letting out a couple of coughs again. "Just sore throat" you told them.

"I brought some potions for you to take" Regulus said, giving you the phials.

"Do you need anything else?" Sirius asked as you took the potions.

"Yes, for you two to go to sleep" you said.

"Don't worry about us, princess, we're fine-"

"Sirius, you've been up for like two nights straight and I know that these potions take time" you said, looking at Regulus.

"But it's our job to take care of you" Regulus said.

"Riht, and it's mine to take care of you" you smiled. "I promise I don't feel so bad anymore, I'm just gonna go back to sleep" you told them.

"Fine" Regulus said, getting up. "I'll come back tomorrow" he told you. "Feel better, princess" he said before kissing your head.

"Love you, Reggie" you smiled.

"Love you too" he replied. "Night, Siri" he said, patting his brother on the back.

"You too" you said, looking at Sirius who rolled his eyes.

"Fine" he said, kissing your forehead before sitting on the bed he had built on the floor next to you. "But if anything happens-"

"I know, Siri, I wake you up" you repeated. "Just get some rest, please?"

"If you insist" he said, with his eyes already closed.

"Night, Siri" you smiled before you went back to sleep. "Love you" you said, yawning.

"Love you too" he said, almost asleep.

#marauders #marauders imagine #sirius black #regulus black #sirius balck imagine #regulus black imagine #sirius black x sister!reader #regulus black x sister!reader #sirius black dialogue #regulus black dialogue

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

Barty: what in the fucknuckles is this?

Regulus: (holding hands with James) he's my boyfriend, you intolerant shit.

Barty: (staring at James) whoa, pump the hate brakes fox and friends! i'm just surprised anyone would date you, especially pinkie pie from my little pony…

#marauders #harry potter #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #james x regulus #deadpool #this dialogue is actually just so amusing to me

[soreddieforit]

insecure regulus trying to be quiet and james getting off on every single sound that slips out of reggies mouth

god i need james to be a little mean about it. reg is trying to use his hand to muffle the strangled noises tumbling out of his mouth with every thrust of james' hips, but that just won't do.

"c'mon love, don't get shy now," james teases, leaning down, cocky grin on his face. their chests are pressed together, damp skin against damp skin. he's tracing the shell of regulus' ear with his tongue, his warm breath puffing against the side of regulus' face. "you know i'm going to keep pulling them out of you, so stop hiding," he murmurs, pulling at reg's wrists and gathering them into one hand to press them into the bed.

regulus' face is burning. "i hate you." he's shooting james a glare that would have been effective in any other situation, but not this one—not when james is fully inside of him and the prettiest noises are threatening to spill from his lips.

that fucking smirk is back on james' face. "oh, i'm sure you do love," he taunts. and just to prove his point, he's fucking into regulus even harder, playing him so effortlessly. james draws out whines and sobs and desperate pleas for more from him as if it's nothing. with each one, he's groaning too, driving into him harder, eager to see if he can make regulus do it again, matching each with his own ragged noises.

#oh my god editing this because i completely thought i added a line of dialogue that i didnt. i dont know how i missed that LMFAO #reg gets over the insecurity real quick #sisi if u see this yes this was inspired by our dms #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #mail

[static-radio-ao3]

@jegulus-microfic // march 19 // prompt: thumb // words: 819 // part one + part three

“Oh, you bought new detergent! Won’t need mine anymore then.”

James wiggles the bottle at Regulus before unscrewing it. He measures the purple lavender-scented liquid and pours it into the designated little drawer. It took Regulus an embarrassingly long time to figure out what goes in which little compartment — he used to just pour it right onto the clothes in the machine and hope for the best.

Regulus tries not to focus on James’ deft fingers as they fiddle with the buttons on the machine, but it’s a tall order.

He likes James’ hands. Thinks they look warm and solid, rough but not unpleasant to hold. The tan skin stands out against the white of the machine, and the veins on the back of his ha—

“Regulus?”

He is yanked out of his thoughts. Probably for the better, because he was on the verge of drooling in the middle of the laundry room.

Regulus just hums, a non-committal thing, as he twists the cap on his own bottle of laundry detergent.

“What?” James asks, tossing a look over his shoulder. He presses the start button on the machine and turns, settling against it as it starts spinning behind him.

“Nothing.” Regulus busies himself with the settings on his own machine. He turns the dial, looking for the longest program. Hits start, waits for the machine to click and watches as water fills floods the drum just to buy himself an extra moment.

Eventually he turns to face James again, who has been patiently waiting with his arms crossed over his chest. The shirt he’s wearing looks soft and worn, the faded university revealing that the shirt is well-loved.

“It’s not nothing,” James says. “You’re blushing.”

This, inevitably, makes Regulus blush more. Red crawls its way up his neck and spills on his cheeks. He feels warm all over, thinks he might be blushing down to his chest.

“Okay, well, it’s embarrassing,” Regulus says, speaking around where he has a nail tucked between his teeth, biting at it.

“Tell me anyway.”

James makes it sound so easy. Voice so full of sincerity that there is no room for judgment.

“I didn’t run out of detergent the other day.” He lowers his hand, a tiny speck of blood on his thumb from where he bit at the skin. “Just wanted to use yours.”

“You’re right, that is a little embarrassing.”

Regulus’ eyes shoot up from where they were trained on the white tiles of the floor. Embarrassment floods through him, cresting and crashing until it drags him under.

“You—” But James is laughing. He has a hand on his stomach, the other on his knee, because he is laughing. “Oh, shut up! You’re such a piece of shit.”

Regulus looks for something to throw at James, but he comes up empty. The only thing in his vicinity is a nearly-full bottle of detergent and he is not annoyed enough to inflict brain damage.

Yet.

“I’m just fucking with you, love.” James says breathlessly, a little hiccup in his voice as laughter leaves it. He steps away from the machine he was leaning against, crowding into Regulus’ space instead. He has to tilt his head back a little to maintain eye contact with James.

“Does your son know that you’re cursing like this?”

“My son is two, he barely knows anything at all."

“Still. That was rude.”

He sounds petulant. Feels it, too. Mouth twisted up in a scowl despite the smile tugging at the corners.

“I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you,” James says, eyes trained on Regulus' lips. There is a question in his eyes and Regulus nods, a minute movement, careful not to disturb the quiet around them.

James leans in, hands settled on the machine, effectively caging Regulus in. And then James is so close that Regulus can feel puffs of air against his cheek. James’ hand is hovering over the side of his neck. The rumbling of the machines fades and all Regulus can hear is his heartbeat.

In that exact moment, when the whole world is holding it’s breath and the hands of the clock hesitate to keep ticking, a small cry erupts from the baby monitor.

James curses under his breath, taking a step back. Air floods Regulus’ lungs and he laments the fact that it does not smell like James. Like the soft lavender of his detergent. Like the soft lavender that had clung to his own clothes the week before.

“I’m sorry,” James says as he grabs the baby monitor. “I have to go check on him.”

“Of course, of course. Don’t worry about it.” Regulus waves him away, trying to relax his posture and slow the heavy beating of his heart.

“Maybe it’s for the better,” James says, halfway out the door. Regulus feels his heart plummet, taking a free-fall into his stomach. A knot lodges itself in his throat, but before he can speak, James continues. “I don’t think our first kiss should be in the laundry room, of all places.”

“First?”

“Of many. Goodnight, love.”

#more laundry room jeg #this is a few weeks after part one!! #i missed writing dialogue where regulus can actually uhh respond #regulus black #james potter #starchaser #jegulus #jegulus microfic #mil's microfics #mil's writing

[laprettieststar]

Barty: i just think woman desearves equal rights 🤔

James: you are soooo right for this 💪

Barty: it was just in my head bro

#james potter #bartylus #barty crouch jr #prongs #character dialogue #sirius black #marauders #remus lupin #regulus black #atyd #peter pettigrew #lily evans #the marauders era #atyd marauders

[doorlene]

regulus, trying to be helpful: maybe if you just put pen to paper?

pandora: i tried that. i thought, "i'll just sit down and write whatever comes. no judgment, no inner critic". merlin, was that a bad idea.

regulus: really? why?

pandora: because my brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish: "i'm writing a letter i can't write a letter why can't i write a letter i'm wearing a green dress i wish i was wearing my blue dress my blue dress is with the house elves the aurors wore grey you wore blue 'casablanca' 'casablanca' is such a good movie 'casablanca' the ministry dumbledore why don't i ride a broom i should ride a broom i should really take my bicycle to school bicycle unicycle unitard hockey puck rattlesnake monkey monkey underpants".

regulus:

#source: gilmore girls #i have this #whole dialogue #memorized #pandora my adhd gf #incorrect slytherin skittles #pandora rosier #pandora lovegood #regulus black #slytherin skittles #incorrect pandora rosier #incorrect pandora lovegood #incorrect regulus black #barty crouch jr #dorcas meadowes #evan rosier #marauders era

[regulusandpandora]

*there's a spider*

Sirius: *standing on the bed* You kill it!

James: *running for the door* Nope. Nope. Nope.

Sirius: Yes! Yes! Yes!

James: *chucks shoe at Sirius* Here you go!

Sirius: No, you kill it!

James: You!

*five minutes of arguing*

Sirius: Fine! *throws shoe at spider* *misses*

James: WHERE'S IT GO?!

Sirius: I DON'T KNOW!

*meanwhile*

Remus: *watching the boys with an expression of unsurprised disbelief* We are dating total idiots.

Regulus: *not looking up from his book, completely deadpan* Indeed.

*both wince at Sirius' and James' screaming*

Remus: Why do we do this to ourselves?

Regulus: I've been asking myself that for years.

#this is basically my inner dialogue when there's a spide #spider* #marauders headcanon #the marauders era #marauders era #the marauders #wolfstar headcanon #wolfstar headcanons #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #jegulus #jegulus headcanon #regulus black #james potter

[addisonstars]

"baby im yours, until the end of time"

written for days 19/20/21 of september for @jegulus-microfic with the prompts "content"/"waterfalls"/"miracle"

459 words

The rain was pouring outside, waterfalls of water droplets running down their windows and doors. James and Regulus' plans were ruined. They were supposed to go out down to the London beach while it was cool for the last few days of summer, but the rain stuck a pin in those plans. 

Instead, the two of them were laying down in bed, curled up in blankets together sipping on their tea. A vinyl was playing in the background, soft, crackly music filling the air. Regulus was reading his book, one that Remus had lended him. James was doing absolutely nothing, and he was content with that. There was nothing that James would rather do than spend quality time with his love. 

Regulus wasn't complaining either. He preferred the alone time that the two of them had together, rather than their little plans they had planned. Of course, Regulus was disappointed because he was excited, however; the cancellation of these plans gave Regulus a chance to spend time with James, and James alone. 

James shifted from where Regulus’ head was resting on his chest. “‘M gonna go make some tea love, would you like a cup?” 

Regulus smiled, “I’d love some thank you dear.” 

James kisses Regulus on the head before he gets up to go brew some tea. He shuffles out of the room, with one of the blankets wrapped around his shoulders. Regulus smiles even wider at the picture. 

The door opens, followed by James entering the bedroom with two steaming mugs of tea. He gives one to Regulus and puts the other down on the nightstand. He walks over to the door and shuts it closed. He turns off the lamps and ceiling fan, turning on the fairy lights instead, casting the room in a yellow glow. He flips the vinyl over, and sets the needle back down on it. 

He finally makes his way over to the bed, and opens his legs for Regulus, as an invitation. Regulus scoots backwards into James' open legs, his back leaning against his Jamies’ chest and his head rests at the hollow of his throat. 

He sips his tea, relishing the way the warm liquid moves down his throat, warming him from the inside out. James picks up his own mug and sips contently from it. He hands Regulus back his book and says, “read to me would you Reggie.”

Regulus starts reading his book and James is tempted to fall asleep, listening to the pitter-patter of the rain on their bedroom window, Reggies’ smooth voice lulling him to sleep. It would take a miracle to get him up from the bed now. He never wants to leave the warm, safe, and loving arms of the love of his life.

writers block still isnt finished with me, but i sure am finished with it. anyways, enjoy 3 prompts lumped into 1 lolol

fic title inspired from "baby i'm yours" by the arctic monkeys <3

-a.s.

#regulus black #james potter #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #jeggy #james x regulus #regulus x james #literally fluff #thats it #and 3 lines of dialogue #the marauders #jegulus fluff #jegulus fic #jegulus microfic #content #waterfalls #miracle #addisonstars

[nikholascrow]

UHEUFHEJDUJUDHBW

i’ve come up with the most gut wrenching lines for jegulus and i’m gonna make myself cry-

Regulus smiled sadly looking away from the taller boy “it always goes back to you James, even when I wish it wouldn’t.”

James took his hand gently “I’ve always wished it would reg.”

#im sobbing #if i wasn’t burnt out as hell i’d write a fic about this #god i love them too much #why must i do this to myself #jegulus #starchaser #regulus #regulus black #james potter #james potter x regulus black #i suck at writing dialogue but you get the point #marauders #dead gay wizards

[ddejavvu]

hey!! so I just requested a James (or Sirius) fic where he finds fairy!reader in the forest with a damaged wing and helps her, and I was wondering if you could actually write it with Regulus instead 😅 (again, there’s no need if you don’t want to write it, and I’d be fine with any of the three)

thank you!!

today is multiverse monday, send me any au you can think of! :)

--

The moment Regulus sees your tiny body plummet to the water, his heart stops. He had not been expecting you to fly over the lake while he was skipping stones, but the splash from one of the particularly heavy ones he'd chosen doused your wings, and you'd fallen instantly.

He rushes in without a second thought, but he's glad you're in shallow waters, because he can't swim.

He scoops your tiny, trembling form off of the surface of the water where you'd been trying to float. Your wings are soaked through, pathetically droopy, and you give a feeble cough as he totes you back to shore.

"I'm sorry," He rushes to apologize, the legs of his trousers wet as he sits back on the grass. He has a hard time finding his wand in the tall grass by the lake, but once he does a drying spell is tumbling from his lips, and you're devoid of all lake water.

You're still weak with your adrenaline crash when you sit up in his palm, looking disoriented and defeated as you stare warily up at him.

"I'm sorry," He repeats, dark eyes oozing with sympathy, "I didn't mean to hit you. Are you okay?"

"I'm dry," You marvel, glancing at his wand, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." He shakes his head, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"I don't think so," You muse, wobbling to your feet as Regulus tries keeping his hand as steady as possible. You lurch sideways at an involuntary tremor, and he juts his thumb out so that you can grab it for stability.

"Sorry," He moves to put you down in the grass, but you cling to his thumb like a lifeline.

"You have pretty hair," You muse, walking up his arm like a tightrope as your wings drop golden dust from their glittering surface, "Can I fix it for you?"

"Uh," Regulus blanches as you flutter beside his head, miniscule fingers combing through his individual strands of hair, "Um, I suppose? What are you going to do?"

"I'll braid it like mine," You offer, turning your head so that Regulus can see a small, fragile braid running up the side of your bun.

"Alright," He nods slowly, then, "What were you doing over the lake?"

"I wanted to say hi to the fish," You explain, fingers already grouping and twisting his hair, "They're my friends."

"That's cool." Regulus keeps his eyes on the waters surface, knowing there's a lot more than fish down there, "Have you ever met the squid?"

"Oh, yes!" You nod cheerily, and Regulus shudders as the way your hands rake through his hair sends a shiver up your spine, "He likes the gifts I give him."

"Gifts?"

"Mostly flowers," You nod, "Speaking of: Can you hand me that daisy there, please?"

Regulus plucks the thin green stem from the grass, holding it up to you cautiously, "Why?"

"It's pretty in your hair," You explain simply, tucking the flower into his braid.

--

The flower doesn't last ten minutes in his hair after you flutter away. In fact, Regulus hunches in the shadows of the castle to undo the strands you've woven together in his hair, shaking it out before anyone sees him. But the daisy he slips between two pages of an old textbook, and when it's charmed to be unbreakable, the dried flower goes in his pocket.

#regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black imagine #regulus black scenario #regulus black oneshot #regulus black one-shot #regulus black one shot #regulus black headcanon #regulus black headcanons #regulus black hc #regulus black hcs #regulus black fanfiction #regulus black fanfic #regulus black fic #regulus black blurb #regulus black drabble #regulus black dialogue #regulus black fluff #regulus black x reader fanfiction #regulus black au #regulus black x fairy!reader

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

“It’s not surprising that you’re gay, with your love of Quidditch-“ Barty mused.

“What’s Quidditch got to do with anything?” Regulus asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

Barty grinned manically at him. “You spent so much time riding brooms that it made you gay.”

“Nah, I reckon Potter gets the credit for that.” Evan says through his laughter.

Regulus arch’s his eyebrow at the pair of them, watching them crack up. “You do realise I just came out to you, and you’re making jokes about cocks and brooms?”

The pair of them sober up immediately and Evan takes hold of Regulus, hand, squeezing it gently.

“But it’s so much more fun to make jokes about brooms and cocks.” Barty says matter of factly.

Evan grins helplessly and smacks a kiss to the back of Regulus’ hand before letting it go. “And you didn’t deny Potter’s involvement.”

Regulus scowls. “Shut up, Rosier.”

#I’m trying to work on dialogue #Cause it always gets away from me #This went fairly well I think #Slytherin skittles #the unholy trinity #regulus black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #james potter #starchaser #rosekiller #the marauders

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Regulus: You're not here.

James: Well, we don't know that do we? Did you fall asleep on a rooftop again?

Regulus: Thanks for the vote of confidence in my sleeping habits... and no, I haven't been up here since the last time you brought me.

James: Ah.

James: How've you been?

Regulus: As all right as I could possibly be... considering.

James: considering...?

Regulus: You left me. You died.

Regulus: and it's Halloween night again. you've been dead a year, James, and here I am talking to a ghost.

Regulus: I wasn't like this before. you made me like this.

James:

Regulus: And I'm glad for it. In a devastating way.

#how much am I going to turn oc scenarios into these guys? #though this one definitely strayed way more than they usually do #its really just names more often than not #marauders #marauders era #fuck jkr #fuck jk rowling #regulus black #james potter #regulus arcturus black #hp #marauders incorrect quotes #I wasn't bothered to write a scene so I just wrote the dialogue #so like everyone says about James talking to the regulus star but what about just Regulus talking to the sky and hoping James can hear him? #or talking to the sun I suppose but this is set at night how I see it #starchaser #jegulus #sunseeker

[uccmd]

james: sirius, you are my brother...

sirius: aw, james! you're my brother too, of course!

james, smiling awkwardly and twirling the wedding ring on his hand: ...brother-in-law, actually.

sirius:

sirius: no fucking way- REGGI!

#maraduers #james potter #sirius orion black #regulus black #jegulus #i'm deep in my jegulus feels in case you couldn't tell #jegulus scenario #they are married your honour #they are married #they're so cute #idea #fanfiction #maraduers dialoge #character dialogue #dialogue prompt #sirius and james #james and sirius are brothers #james and sirius #regulus x james #james x regulus #james and regulus #inccorect maraduers quotes #inccorect harry potter quotes #sirius found out about jegulus #cute

[static-radio-ao3]

@jegulus-microfic // september 17 // prompt: want // words: 462

The music is thrumming in his veins as Regulus wrestles his way through the crowd, struggling to the promised land that is right outside the double doors. He opens the doors a little more aggressively than needed, but he absolutely cannot be inside any longer.

Of course, it’s just his luck that the one person he is trying to escape steps out on the porch right after him.

“Come on, Regulus, I said I was sorry.” James has his hands shoved into his pockets, a general aura of regret floating around him. Obviously James regrets it, he thinks bitterly.

And Regulus, to his own frustration, wants to cry. He doesn’t, but it takes work to fight down the tears stinging at his eyes.

After a moment of silence, James sighs. “I just wanted him to leave you alone, I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m sorry.”

Isn’t that the worst thing he’s ever heard? James didn’t mean anything by it? Not when he grabbed Regulus’ waist, pulled him in close, and tilted his head up with a nudge to his chin? Not when he pressed their lips together? Not when he tucked Regulus’ hair behind his ear afterward?

Regulus bites his lip, teeth digging in until it stings to distract himself from the dull ache right behind his ribs. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I want it to be real.”

The silence would be deafening if Regulus could hear it, but the blood rushing in his ears drowns it out. He can hear his heart hammering so loudly, he is surprised James doesn’t hear it too.

“What did you say?” James asks. His tone is - No. Regulus doesn’t let himself think about it, won’t drive himself crazy by analyzing the inflection of James’ words. Won’t let himself hope.

“Nothing, forget it,” he mumbles. He turns to go inside again. Run, hide, escape. He’d always been exceptionally good at that.

“No, no, wait.” James grabs his wrist, holding him in place. But Regulus knows the grip is loose enough that he could still walk away if he wanted to. “What did you say, love?” James repeats.

Regulus steels himself. Turns to face James. Forces himself not to read into the look in his eyes. “I want it to be real.”

“But you hate me,” James tells him. He steps closer, hands folding over Regulus’ waist again; a mirror image of a few moments ago. James’ hands fit perfectly, warm palms covering his sides like it is all they were made for.

“I really, really don’t,” Regulus whispers in the quiet space between them. The world exists only in the millimeters between their lips, party inside long forgotten.

“Let me kiss you again, then. I swear this time I’ll mean it.”

#writing the dialogue 🥳 writing the rest of the scene 😪 #take a shot every time i use the word want (6) #jegulus #james potter #regulus black #james x #james x regulus #regulus x james #jegulus microfic #my writing #mil's microfics

[velvetcloxds]

TIME PASSES- send me a character, a mythical creature and a scenario to write a dialogue for

Vampire!regulus black being gentleman and flirty while being stranded with reader in a remote village

"What are we going to eat?" your question disappeared into the action of you waving your phone around in hopes of finding signal, you were sure someone was looking for you by now, they had to be.

"Well, I saw a delicious French lady at the gas station, so I'm set, how about you, love?" you weren't sure what was worse, the fact that he was that comfortable saying that out loud or the fact that he was entirely serious about it too. The smile he flashed was almost comical, completely sincere, worsened by the fact that he shifted so you weren't walking on the side of the road.

"Gosh, Reg, I was just hoping there'd be a McDonalds somewhere in this hellhole but now I'm not sure I have an appetite anymore," the frown that set into his face was enough to make you want to take it right back and when you stopped in the middle of the road to explain yourself he was quick to take your arm and speed you back to safety.

"McDonalds sounds good, I'm sure a worker will taste just as lovely," he scanned his surroundings, pictured everything he'd seen on the way here, and hummed lightly. "There was a corner store with restaurants back south."

"That's great, Reg, but I don't think I have cash on me."

"I don't think that'll be a problem, love, trust me."

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